Chapter two: Train rides and Potters
Harry groaned has his mother tugged the covers off of his sleeping form. Glossy raven hair falling over his face and various other places he blinked open his eyes. To swarming violet locking onto that of his mother's. She always demanded he got up early, even after days and days of training. And though he knew today wouldn't have been any different he stayed up late anyway.
"Sometimes I think you are born to torment humanity." Harry muttered darkly receiving a stream of ice cold water for his trouble. Sputtering and yelping he jumped out of bed to his mother's insane laughter.
"You would think so wouldn't you?" She mused softly then jabbed her finger over towards his wardrobe. "Everything is packed expect your robes you'll need for school. Now hurry up you only have three hours before the train leaves." She instructed before leaving out of the room for her son to change. Mumbling under his breath about crazy mothers and cruel and unusual punishment Harry made his way to his wardrobe and pulled out the second pair of robes to the left that retained a soft gleam of silver in their black tint.
Casting a prone eye to the foot of his bed he watched to the two sleeping cubs. Their fuchsia hide reflecting the dawn's light has one of them yawned and waved a lazy paw in the air before it was brought down on the other. Shaking his head in wonder Harry made his way to his washroom, kneeling down before the panel and opening his right eye wide for the magical scanner. An idea thought of by his mother in case of a raid, the panel would only allow people with the genetic and magical coding of a Black inside. And seeing how only three other people knew where they were staying at, and only two of the three had the right coding they would be rather safe. Looking down at the scar on his arm of twin serpents wrapping around each other a smile played across Harry's face. It was placed on his arm the night his mother had cast the maternal spell on him, switching out the blood of that filthy mudblood for his own. Casting the idea aside Harry stood up and entered his bathroom, swinging his robes over his shoulder.
Bellatrix was in a frantic state. Scanning over the entire house for anything Harry had forgotten and might miss. Currently she was bent over the couch retrieving her son's sapphire necklace the cats had been playing with the other night. Harry was always letting his cats play with his clothing or garments, he would spend hours watching them bat whatever it was around the house laughing along the way. And she made no attempt to stop them either. She would destroy every living thing on the planet if it would make her son happy. Smiling warmly to herself has she snatched the necklace from under the couch and sat back she recalled all the time she had spent with him.
From the time he had managed to cast his first successful wandless spell, to moment he mastered every parsel spell he could think of. The boy was truly a remarkable person, though no because of his magical power or abilities. But because he was her son, and that made him the most powerful person in the world to her. It had been two years since she had given up on her making him the perfect death eater. Though not because he couldn't do it, but because he should be the one making the dark lord bow before him. And if her son asked of it, she would march into battle with him without a second thought.
Truly she couldn't imagine how she had lived without him. Without seeming the love he held her in his eyes every time he saw her. Or the way he would push himself to his limits and beyond if he thought it would make her happy. And in the same moment she couldn't believe that someone would let such a wonderful person has Harry slip through their fingers. And every time she looked into his eyes she vowed to herself to make the Potters suffer the way he had ten fold. But even has she thought of the victims of her next attack her pride and joy walked out of his room Harry dripping freely onto his new silk robes. Rolling her eyes even has she smiled she pulled her wand out and sent a drying spell at her son who was currently shaking his head like a dog to get it dry.
"You are quite horrible you know?" She asked her son has he walked over to her, a slight limp in his step that he would always have. The infection though taking care of left a constant reminder to herself and Harry. Shrugging the boy hopped into the spot next to her and laid his head upon her lap and curled up. Smiling to herself she let him drift back off to sleep in her lap, running her fingers through his hair has he slept. She could let him sleep another hour or two, it wouldn't be too much effort to have one of the house elves blink them to the train station. And speaking of which.
"Tricky." Bellatrix snapped quietly enough to not awaken her son, though loud enough to cause a small female house elf to appear in front of her. Tricky and several over house elves had been a gift from her sister and brother in law when she had first alerted them about Harry. Though while both were surprised they made no mention of interfering with her choice. In fact, they had sent over several potions to return Harry back to proper strength along with the elves. And her nephew had sent over several books on quidditch and potions has a gift to his new cousin.
Draco and Harry had fast become friends has well has family over the course of three years. Constantly challenging each other to some sort of contest to prove who was the better. Quickly proving where Harry had more power and knowledge in magic, Draco had more style and technique. So both would end up even in a duel, but in two fields they greatly differed. Though both were excellent in potions, Draco was a far better brewer. Though once in the air Harry proved to be unbeatable has a seeker compared to young Draco. In truth they would prove to be the perfect pair if they so chose to take the world by storm. Falling into her muses Bellatrix too fell asleep with her son, letting the sun's early rays wash over the pair.
Harry eyes snapped open has he heard the loud whistle of a train. Drawing his wand and dagger Harry whirled around franticly trying to figure out where he was. A scarlet train whistled again to his left and hundreds of people were running about, and in a quick panic Harry drew his wand up to start hexing people. Before a slender hand grabbed his shoulder causing him to wheel around dagger first at his would be attacker. And a sound of metal hitting metal reached his ears has he looked into the gray eyes of his cousin.
"A bit jumpy are we?" Draco said smiling at his panicked cousin. He had brought his dagger from his holder the moment he saw Harry wheeling around and managed to block the dagger from splitting his neck open. "Now see. If I wasn't the wizard God I am, you would be off to Azkaban for murder." Draco said smirking and throwing his cousin's blade in a parry before returning his own. Only to receive a glare from his cousin in return.
"Has if they could hold me. And besides, if it wasn't you and I did get taken you would already be on your way to get me." Harry retorted to his cousin returning his own blade and wand to their places.
"True." His cousin replied looking around the station for someone. "Your mother had a house elf blink you here. Your stuff is already on the train and whatever ... we just need." His cousin paused here still looking around until he found the who he was looking for. "Those two morons. I don't see why Father is making me cart them around, we could mop the floor with everyone on this bloody train." Draco muttered darkly has two boulder looking eleven year olds made their way over to them. Harry turning up his nose in disgust at the two, he had a real distaste for Crabbe and Goyle.
"A couple times over might I add." Harry continued looking over his cousin. "Let me know once you ditch these two, I'm too sexy to be seen with them." Harry said waving off his cousin and making his way to the train. Running his hand through his hair he quickly looked around one more time before he ducked into the train. Ducking and dodging people has the ran up and down the halls, slipping himself into an empty compartment. Throwing his legs up and laying flat on the left side of the compartment he waited for his cousin to arrive. Who did just that has it was on cue.
"So did your mother change her mind about what house she wanted you in?" Draco asked doing the same to right sided of the compartment, resting his head on his hands has he did. And Harry shook his head sadly in response.
"Nope, she doesn't want me in Slytherin. Said she wanted to prove to the world just how smart I am." Harry said waving his hand in the air has he spoke. "So its Ravenclaw for me Ace." Harry said smirking has his cousin groaned.
"Don't call me that. I hate it." Draco muttered to his cousin has the train gave a sudden pull. "Guess we are off then." Draco said yawning greatly. "Well, I need my beauty sleep. Wake me when we get there." Draco said turning himself over so he buried himself into the cushions.
"I was about to tell you the same thing." Harry retorted and copied his cousin and tucked himself into his cushions. Letting his body slip into dream world again for the third time that day. Though their sleep was short lived has their compartment door slammed open and a shrill voice reached their ears.
"Get out of here, I want this compartment." A girl's voice sounded in Harry's ears. The one of the three voices that tormented him sometimes in his dreams. Though before he could get up and start hexing he was hit with a full body bind. Draco.
"I don't think so. Now beat it." His cousin snapped at the girl. Harry was shaking with rage, this was his chance to rip apart the little witch and his cousin denied him.
"Do you have any idea who this is?" A boy's voice snapped, adding more annoyance to Harry. School hadn't even started yet and already people were being pulled into blind hero worship. It made his skin crawl.
"Besides a total bitch. Nope, I can't say that I do." Draco replied coolly, making his cousin smile inwardly.
"Try Haley Marie Potter." The girl said smugly, making Harry's blood to boil. The result being several flashes of lightning to streak from the sky. The stupid bitch acted as if she didn't even have an older brother.
"And that means what? That your first name isn't total bitch?" Draco said darkly. "I said leave so get out of here, or I'll start hexing." Draco commanded, and Harry could feel his magic ripping through the compartment. Harry didn't care about him hexing the boy, but he would be damned if his cousin got first shot at his sister dearest.
"No. I want this compartment and put that thing away. I bet you don't even know how to cast a good spell. And what's your name anyway?" His sister snapped again in a hurried sentence. By Harry's guess Draco was just about at his breaking point if his wand was out. Though just about now Harry had just about enough of his sister. Concentrating deeply he pushed his magic out and shattered the body bind. And whirling around to grab his wand he heard a loud bang, and then the sound of door slamming before he could finish his motion. Both his sister and a red headed boy where knocked out, outside of his compartment and Draco was putting his wand back.
"Don't worry, the goon she was with caught the spell and slammed into her. I didn't hex her." Draco said coolly sitting back down in the chair, and slicking his hair back over. "Now isn't the time for you to reveal yourself. I want to see their faces when they call your name." Draco said evilly looking up at his cousin. Sneering in return Harry flicked his wand at the door to seal it shut. No matter just how much he wanted to hex his sister he knew Draco was right. It would be more rewarding to reveal himself at the sorting.
"Are you sure they don't know who is coming until the sorting?" Harry said putting his wand away and setting back in his seat. Draco nodding in response.
"Yea, the school rights who is able. And the school gets the turn responses. The teachers just sign a blank piece of paper." Draco said dully looking down at his nails. Harry rolled his eyes at his cousin's actions. Draco always looked at his nails, Harry often teased him that he was hoping to find a stray piece of dirt in them. But has the idea floated through his head he changed his question to another.
"Did you catch Pansy at all?" Harry asked watching his cousin's color drain from his face. Pansy and Draco were destined to get married, and where has Pansy was thrilled about it. Draco looked has if the world ended every time he heard her name. He believed he should stay single for all the women of the world.
"Don't even joke about that." Draco muttered before trying to drift off to sleep. But before he could a loud over speaker announced they had arrived at the school. Sighing deeply they both stood and stretched. They had their school robes on the entire time so they only needed to catch up with the masses. Though before they could go anywhere Harry pointed his wand at himself, quickly altering the color of his eyes, making Draco raise his eyebrow in question.
"Mother suggested it. Until they call out my house I'll stay has a Potter." Harry answered though he nearly spat the name Potter. Shrugging Draco unsealed the door and both huddled out. Both boys finding themselves in the mix of the crowd, and following a rather load voice calling all first years. Harry looked up to the speaker in horror, it was a wild looking man that seemed to need a good bath and a hair dresser. "They keep savages like that at this school?" Harry said darkly at his cousin his eyebrows furrowed.
"Same thing I was thinking. And look at that." Draco said smirking pointing at his sister who marched right up to the man and greeted him. And Harry nearly doubled up with laughter at the sight. Go figure his useless sister would make useless friends. Continuing his laughing Draco lead the two of them to a boat that already contained Goyle and Crabbe. Sighing deeply Harry got into the boat in disgust.
"It just had to be these two." Harry whined, grabbing the side of the boat has they made a sudden surge forward. Harry throwing his gaze at the massive castle that was alight in the looming darkness. And in spite of himself the look of it took his breath away, and from the gasp he heard from his cousin it took his has well. Though they both got over it quickly and began horsing around flinging minor spells at each other to occupy themselves until the boats reached the dock.
"I hate you leaving into a different house." Draco said tilting his head to the side to dodge a minor cutting hex Harry sent at him, causing a small cut blossom on the side of his face.
"Yea I know.. But at least you will get a challenge when it comes to quidditch eh?" Harry answered dipping his sleeve into the lake has Draco set black flames to it to stop attention being drawn to them. Though before Harry could respond with his own spell the boats bumped into the dock. Harry flicked a repairing spell at his robes and Draco drained a clear potion and causing his cut to vanish.
Pulling themselves out of their boat they again joined the masses. Draco muttering darkly about being bunched together with mudbloods, and Harry agreed with him. Though one of his most sickening memories was that his first mother was indeed a mudblood. Though everyone in his family agreed that, that little problem was best forgotten. After all, after the blood spell, there was no sign of lily potter in his face or in his blood. Yawning greatly Harry vaguely listened to the woman that had came out of the large golden doors and spoke to them. And was about to speak to Draco when his eyes caught hold of his sister and the red headed boy making their way over to Draco. Nudging his cousin he slipped away so they wouldn't catch sight of his face has the stopped in front of Draco.
"I know who you are now." His sister spoke, throwing her flaming red hair over her shoulder. And Harry nearly doubled over with laugher again at Draco's clearly bored face.
"Really? That's good for you. Now excuse me. And take your little pet with you." Draco drawled flicking his hand at them, the boy flinching in response.
"Your Draco Malfoy. Son of a death eater." Lily snapped causing the crowd to back away in a collective. Though some like Harry didn't have a choice has the wave pushed against him. And again Harry's blood boiled, he too was the son of a death eater. Though it was Harry's turn for stopping his cousin from doing something stupid. Flicking his wand quickly at this cousin he silenced him, which was good timing because the woman had come back.
"We are ready for you." She spoke to the group eyeing Draco and Lily with a shine in her eyes. And for the second time in that night Harry's temper snapped causing the castle to rumble has the skies erupted with unleashed fury. Lily smirked and turned her back on Draco, and Harry leapt forward to grab the boy's wand arm before he started to hex to girl.
'Not yet." Harry breathed flicking his wand again to remove the spell he placed on his cousin. Pulling his cousin into the great hall with him, Harry stopped cold in his tracks has his eyes locked on the high table. Draco who slammed into his angry questioned what the problem was until he looked at the great table himself. Both Lily and James Potter were sitting there.
"Shit." Draco muttered grabbing his cousin before he fainted on the ground. It had been three years since he had actually been in the same room with the Potters. Clutching his heart Harry looked up into their eyes for a moment. Both emerald and Hazel looked has though they hadn't a problem in their lives, has if they hadn't another child. Though the emotion of pain quickly passed and was replaced by one of anger. Harry leaned on Draco for support though that was quickly taken from his has Draco's name was called. Pushing his own feeling side he gave Draco the thumbs up has he made his way up to the stool with the filthy looking hat on it. Harry counted down from three, though before he got to two the hat was already screaming.
"SLYTHERIN!" The hat roared causing Harry to chuckle openly and Draco to look smug has he swaggered over to the Slytherin table to open cheers. Though Harry's attention was now locked on his sister. Barely caring who was called to what house until the crowning moment came.
"Haley Potter." The woman called out to the group causing a shush to fall over the hall. Rapid whispers broke out of the sorts. 'The Haley Potter?' 'Does she have a boyfriend yet?', 'I wonder if I can get her hair color.' All of which made Harry's stomach turn over and his sister just seemed to eat it up. Her head held high has she marched up to the stool, looking around the room impressively before she placed the hat on her head. And to Harry's utter pleasure the hair looked disgusted at being placed on her head. Though after a second the hat called out.
"GRYFFINDOR.!" Aloud for the entire hall to hear. The result the loudest cheers yet erupted from the scarlet house, including her parents that were jumping up and down like fools. And Harry waited patiently until the hall settled down and watched has the woman's faced turned a dreadful pale color and her looked around franticly. Her eyes wide with shock has she read out the next name.
"Ha-Harry Potter." She spoke causing yet another hush. Though this time it was of an entirely different manner. His ex parent's paled in the exact same way has the woman had, and the headmaster had dropped his goblet he had raised for Haley. Other then that no one made a sound has they searched around for him. Smiling brightly Harry cleared his throat drawing all eyes to himself. The crowd of unsorted first years parted in front of him and Harry too marched up to the stool proudly, to the waiting eyes of his ex parents. James looking has though he had seen a ghost and Lily looking has though she was on the verge of tears. Smirking Harry sat down on the seat and snatched the hat out of the woman's hand has she stared at him.
Well, well, if it isn't the long lost Potter. Or should I say Lestrange?
"Lestrange would do nicely. And you can let them know that has well."
Very well I shall. Now then ... plenty of loyalty I see. Cunning has a fox, and brave has any Gryffindor could hope to be. But I would say the house that would fit you the best young master would be RAVENCLAW!
This part the hat screamed out into the hall which was still hushed. And has Harry reached up to remove the hat from his head, something massive slammed into his skull almost making him black out. Quickly pulling the hat off his head a large blue book landed into his lap with several swimming runes on it. Harry blinked in response and reached down to open the book, though just has quick it was snatched out of his hands. The woman with the scroll was looking at the massive book in a wonder, though only for a second has the book vanished in white and blue orbs and reappeared in Harry's lap. Smiling Harry raised an eyebrow at the woman, but the hat had spoke again to the extremely hushed crowd.
"Well, then, it would appear Harry Lestrange. He has taken the name of his adopted mother, is truly destined to Ravenclaw." The hat spoke from Harry's hand, Harry smiling warmly down at it. Nodding to the hat he passed it back to the woman and made his way towards the Ravenclaw table, folding the large book under his arm along the way.
Hey there people,
There ya go, and just we are clear on this. None of my stories will be slash. I don't like reading slash.. it gets annoying. Really it does. And certainly H/D slash it just doesn't make sense to me.. unless of course the person does a really good job in explaining. And on that subject I need pairs for Draco and Harry... any help? REVIEW!
Leon