Potter Hellsing Chapter Three, a harry potter fanfic

Potter-Hellsing

By Rannath

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Harry followed close behind Walter, who seemed to know where he was going. Suddenly Walter stopped and pointed to a large group, their hair made it obvious that they were at least distantly related. Two young men, twins by the look of it, walked through the barrier between platforms nine and ten, one after the other. Harry watched intently as the last child went through.

"Are you sure Walter?"
"Of course young master, I trust you can handle your chest?"

Harry snorted, causing Walter to smile wryly.

Harry made his way through the crowd, up to the barrier and leaned back casually, when he didn't feel anything he took a few quick steps through the barrier. In front of him was a magnificent, if slightly outdated crimson train. All around the hidden platform mingled men, women and children ranging from those with horrible taste to those garbed in the most bizarre robes.

Harry pushed his way through the throng and into one of the rear cabins. Thankfully it only took him five tries to find an empty cabin. After stowing his trunk he sat down and waited for the train to start moving. After about thirty seconds another young man, one of the red-heads he'd seen go through the barrier earlier came in.
"Mind if I sit here, all the other compartments are full."

Harry gestured towards the seat across from him and the red-head came in, lugging his trunk behind him. Harry got up and picked up his trunk and stowed in above the other boy's seat. The boy's eyes went wide and he said,
"How did you do that? With a levitation charm?"

"Pure strength." The other boy blinked and smiled crookedly,
"That's wicked. Are you muggleborn?" Harry nodded,
"Though I don't see why it matters." The red-head waved his hands defensively in front of himself,
"Not really, I you have any questions I can help you out. I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley" Harry smiled slightly and reached out his hand,
"I'd like that, if you can spare the time. My name is Harry Hellsing" Ron's eyes widened and he asked,
"You're a Hellsing?" Harry nodded, albeit hesitantly. Ron smile went wide,
"Didn't your ancestor say that you'd all get private tutors instead?" Harry shook his head,
"You know the story of Dracula?" Ran flinched when Harry said Dracula, but nodded.

"When Abraham Van Hellsing destroyed Dracula he was weak, barely able to stand, his only companion was his son, a weak wizard by the name of Simon. They didn't know that Dracula's daughter had sired another. That man was Alucard," at the name Alucard Ron stiffened and made a gagging sound. Just then the trolley witch opened the door,
"Would you boy's like something?" Harry ordered a bit of everything and some extra pumpkin juice for Ron. After Ron had the juice forced down his throat he relaxed a bit.

"Anyways, after Alucard," Ron stiffened a bit again, but didn't gag quite as much, "appeared Abraham Van Hellsing wasn't able to beat him and his son wasn't able to do anything against him either. So to save his father and quite a few peasants the younger Hellsing did something unthinkable, he offered his own magic and that of his decedents to bind Alucard to him, as a slave." Harry paused here to let what he'd told Ron sink in. "Family Legend has it that Alucard still exists, barred away in some dank chamber within Hellsing castle." A look of utter horror passed Ron's face, causing Harry to chuckle. Ron's horrified look faded as he realized he'd been had, his ears turned bright pink and his face flamed.

"That wasn't funny.""Oh we think…"
"… it was very funny."
"Very funny indeed."
"By the way, I'm George and this…"
"is Fred"
"We think your story was wicked…"
"though I wouldn't spread it around…
"the other students might hex you for it…"
"Alucard's a bit of a sore spot…"
"no wizard, other then your esteemed…"
"many times great-granddad …"
"were able to as much as drive Alucard away…"
"and a muggle was the one who killed his brood-father."

Harry blinked at the odd twins, who had come in during his story, and smirked,"You know the worse part?" The twins shook their heads, "No one even believes Alucard's still alive," Harry tilted his head to look behind the twins, "right Alucard?" The twins smirked and opened their mouths, only to be interrupted from behind,
"Quite right young master." They turned to see a man in a pristine suit with long black hair, blood red eyes and three centimetre long fangs, smirking at them. They both looked horrified and backed into the compartment when suddenly the vampire disappeared. The twins looked at Harry, wide eyed. He grinned impishly and pulled out his wand then gave it a flick while mumbling something under his breath. The vampire suddenly reappeared, then quickly flickered and disappeared.

The twins faces shifted from looks of horror, to embarrassment then settled between amusement and anger.

"As cool as that was..."
"you really shouldn't do it again…"
"that WOULD get you expelled."
Harry blinked,
"Really?" The twins nodded,
"Think of making an illusion of that Satan guy in a church."

Harry nodded. The door suddenly opened and in walked Hermione.

"Have any of you seen a Toad, Neville here lost one." Harry answered,
"Sorry Hermione we haven't seen one." Hermione smiled at Harry,
"Did you enjoy your summer?" Harry nodded,
"I did, I especially liked reading through the transfiguration book." Hermione's smile suddenly became brilliant,
"So did I, I've asked a few others, but not many have even cracked open the books, mostly just the muggleborns." Harry said goodbye to the other boys and left to help Hermione track down Neville's Toad.

After a short while and a few dozen subjects they eventually began talking about the school houses. Hermione brought it up,
"So what house do you think you'll be in?"
"Ravenclaw or Slytherin" Hermione looked shocked,
"But in Hogwarts a History," Harry already knew what was in Hogwarts a History and decided to cut her off,
"That book is bias to an extreme. It was written by a Gryffindor with very little ability to keep his prejudice in check. All houses have their common good traits and their common bad traits, Ravenclaw is filled with those who seek knowledge, but knowledge at any price, they tend to have the highest teen pregnancy rate and the highest drug use, Slytherin is the house of the ambitious and cunning, but often the dark are ambitious. Gryffindor is the house of the brave, and the pigheaded. Hufflepuff is the house of the loyal, and the spineless."

Hermione looked quizzically at Harry, until he handed her a rather slim book entitled 'A student's guide to Hogwarts' by Armando Dippet "This book is far less bias. I suggest you read over the section on the houses before we get to the school." Hermione, with something to distract her from Neville's toad, decided to return to her cabin. After fifteen minutes of reading, with various comments thrown in, such as,
"That make much more sense." And, "I thought that as weird."

It was another half hour before they got to Hogwarts. When they got there they were all herded up to the lake to take the traditional 'trip across the lake in leaky boats.'

"No more'n four to a boat," yelled the giant that was leading them. One of their boat mates, a girl named Hannah Abbot, said his name was Rubeus Hagrid. After a while Hagrid yelled out again, "Heads down!" and all the children lowered they're heads, after a few seconds they cleared the cave that forced them to lower their head and looked up. There they saw an ancient magnificent castle. One the lawn in front of the castle a stern looking woman met them and told them to move into the hall and wait there for her to return.

The doors to the "great hall", identified earlier McGonagall, the stern woman, opened a few moments later to reveal a massive hall. Within the hall were five tables. Harry assumed, correctly, that there was one for each house and another for the teacher. Above the tables floated candles burning brightly. When the first years had been herded into the hall the door shut. There was a hat on a stool out in the middle of the hall. As soon as all the children were in the hall the Hat's brim opened into a mouth and the hat started singing.

Old Godzilla was hopping around
Tokyo City like a big playground
when suddenly Batman burst from the shade
and hit Godzilla with a Bat-grenade
Godzilla got pissed and began to attack
but didn't expect to be blocked by Shaq
who proceeded to open up a can of Shaq Fu
when Aaron Carter came out of the blue

and he started beating up Shaquille O'Neal
then they both got flattened by the Bat-mobile
but before it could make it back to the Bat-cave
Abraham Lincoln popped out of his grave
and took an AK47 out from under his hat
and blew Batman away with a rat-a-tat-tat
but he ran out of bullets and he ran away
because Optimus Prime came to save the day

this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see
and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny

Godzilla took a bite out of Optimus Prime
like Scruff McGruff took a bite out of crime
and then Shaq came back covered in a tire track
but Jackie Chan jumped out and landed on his back
and Batman was injured, and trying to get steady
when Abraham Lincoln came back with a machete
but suddenly something caught his leg and he tripped
Indiana Jones took him out with his whip

then he saw Godzilla sneaking up from behind
and he reached for his gun which he just couldn't find
'cause Batman stole it and he shot and he missed
and Jackie Chan deflected it with his fist
then he jumped in the air and did a summersault
while Abraham Lincoln tried to pole vault
onto Optimus Prime, but they collided in the air
then they both got hit by a Care Bear Stare, oooh

this is the Ultimate Showdown of Ultimate Destiny
good guys, bad guys, and explosions as far as the eye can see
and only one will survive, I wonder who it will be
this is the Ultimate Showdown...

angels sang out in immaculate chorus
down from the heavens descended Chuck Norris
who deliver a kick which could shatter bones
into the crotch of Indiana Jones
who fell over on the ground, writhing in pain
as Batman changed back into Bruce Wayne
but Chuck saw through his clever disguise
and he crushed Batman's head in between his thighs

then Gandalf the Grey and Gandalf the White and
"Monty Python and the Holy Grail"'s Black Knight and
Benito Mussolini and The Blue Meanie and
Cowboy Curtis and Jambi the Genie
Robocop, the Terminator, Captain Kirk, and Darth Vader
Lo Pan, Superman, every single Power Ranger
Bill S. Preston and Theodore Logan,
Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock, and Hulk Hogan
all came out of no where lightning fast
and they kicked Chuck Norris in his cowboy ass
it was the bloodiest battle the world ever saw
with civilians looking on total awe

and the fight raged on for a century
many lives were claimed, but eventually
the champion stood, the rest saw their better:
Mr. Rogers in a bloodstained sweater

There was silence for a good ten minutes, broken only by some of the muggle born children giggling.
"I told you we shouldn't have let it surf the web Albus."
"It IS up to the hat to come up with the song Minerva." McGonagall groaned, but knew she couldn't fight, especially when Dumbledore 'twinkled' that much,
"When I call your name you will come and sit on the stool and wear the hat to be sorted," though McGonagall wasn't talking loudly everyone heard her.

After several names of people Harry didn't know, all sorted into various houses, Hermione was called. After a few second "Gryffindor" was called out. Eventually as teacher went through the list and passed Hellsing Harry began to get apprehensive. When the teacher got to a certain spot she paused, with no student on the stool, no student coming or going, she looked over the remaining students and called out,
"Potter-Hellsing, Harry." The room exploded with noise, some shouts of doubt, others of surprise and a few of admiration for Harry Potter, or the Hellsing name. Harry walked slowly up to the stool, took the hat, sat down then plopped the hat on his head.

"Hmm… hmm interesting, interesting it is, much intelligence in you, like your mother. You do Occulmency and Legimency,"
"I do try"
"Pah! There is no try, only do!… Ohhhh? Wandless magic, much skill you have, but better you can be. Not since the founder's time have I seen this." The voice in his head, who Harry assumed was the hat, paused to contemplate something,
"Cunning you have, but no ambition, no, none at all. Brave you are not," here Harry tried to protest, but the Hat continued on heedless of his annoyance.

"Fearless you are. Life with Alucard makes you fearless, it does. Loyal you are, very loyal, no caring, a pity it is. Knowledge you desire. Knowledge for you? Knowledge for others? Hmm? Hmmmmmmm? Do well in any of the houses you would. Have a preference do you?" the hat stopped thinking at Harry and he only said,
"I come here to learn, not to be brave, loyal or cunning." The hat smirked, knowingly and said,
"Yes. Learn you must. Put you, I must, in… Ravenclaw!" The last part was shouted out loud. A hush fell over the hall.

The Ravenclaws clapped loudly, smiles covered the faces of Harry's new house-mates. A great deal of noise came from the Gryffindor table too. More specifically the Weasley twins, who were taking turns fainting in disappointment. By the time Percy managed to stop them they'd each 'fainted' a good half-dozen times. After the last person was sorted, Blaise Zambini, Slytherin, Dumbledore stood up and cleared his throat.

"Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet, I would like to say a few words. And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank You!"
Harry turned to an older student and asked,
"Is he completely sane?"
"Of course not. You can't be a really powerful wizard and completely sane."
"Ah."After talking to the older student, Harry turned to the table. There he saw massive amount of food. He looked surprised, but after his stomach made a, rather loud, protest he decided not to worry about it, after all it wasn't poisoned.

That night, after the prefects lead the first years to their dorm Harry got to know his roommates. Terry Boot, an average sized boy with sandy blond hair and a broad grin, Harry immediately pegged him as 'everyone's best friend', he identified him-self as muggle-born. Michael Corner, a tall dark haired boy with a solemn appearance and a dry whit, Harry pegged him as 'a fucking angst pit', though that might be his experiences with vampires talking, he identified himself as half-blood. The final boy in Harry's room was Anthony Goldstein, a small pudgy boy with curly black hair and a bulbous nose. He identified himself as half-blood. Then it was Harry's turn to introduce himself.

"Harry Potter-Hellsing adopted into the Hellsing family at age six, so on and so forth, trained to kill a man in four hundred different ways, not to sure about my blood, my mother was muggle-born and my father was pureblood."
"People like that are usually called half-bloods," offered Terry.
They went to bed after talking for a short while longer.

The next morning Harry's room mates woke to see Harry with a towel around his shoulders topless with a great deal of sweat dripping down his face.
"You'd better get up. Breakfast started five minutes ago." The boys got up groggily and stumbled down to the Ravenclaw boy's bath. After they were all clean they walked briskly down to the great hall. On the way Anthony asked Harry,
"How long have you been up?"

"Hours. I usually get up at four, it's about eight twenty now." The three boys looked at Harry like he was mad. "I'm used to getting only a little sleep. My mother is a little bit crazy. She raised me to take over for her when she retires, but there aren't enough hours in the day, so I was taught to need little sleep. Down to four hours a night if you're wondering." The boys didn't seem convinced, but let it drop as they entered the great hall and the smell of food overpowered their curiosity.

After breakfast their first class was History of magic, which was as boring as the older students had told them it would be. Luckily Harry brought a note taking quill he'd bought in Diagon alley and a CD-player he'd had enchanted in Knockturn alley. The enchanter in Diagon alley had refused flat out to touch "a piece of muggle junk." After that they had charms with a tiny wizard, who fell off the books he was standing on when he called on Harry during roll call, much to the amusement of Terry and Anthony, Michael even cracked a wry grin.

The next day, they double potions with the Hufflepuffs, was by far the worst of the lot. The professor, Snape, though not outright hostile kept looking down on every student in the class. When the professor's eyes met his Harry felt barely restrained hatred. Harry smirked at the professor and Snape's eyes narrowed. After giving an opening speech, in which he insulted most of the other courses, Snape turned to Harry.

"Potter," Snape snapped, "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"
"Some sleeping potion, I don't remember the name off the top of my head," Snape glared at Harry, "maybe you should be asking us about first year material." Snape glared harder,
"Tell me Potter, were would I find a bezoar?" Harry thought for a moment,
"In the stomach of a goat I believe." Snape's eyes flattened.
"What's the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?"
"That one I don't know sir. As I said maybe we should stick to first year material." Snape's eyes flatten and he gritted his teeth.
"Five points from Ravenclaw for your cheek," he paused to look around, "well, why aren't you writing it down?"

That evening they studied astronomy in the northern tower at midnight. They were given he following morning to sleep in Then they had Defence against the dark arts. The defence class was useless. The teacher could barely control the class, who spent most of their time making fun of his stutter, or the heavy smell of garlic.

The next morning they had Herbology with a dumpy little witch name Sprout. Harry was more or less bored with this class, while the plants were magical, and needed proper precautions or special methods for harvesting, the class was still too much like tending Walter's botanical gardens. A job that Harry was punished with whenever he'd misbehaved, which while seldom, but very 'memorable.'

On Friday Harry got to class to find it nearly empty, other then an odd cat sitting on the table. He chose a seat in the middle of the class, turned to face the cat and smirked, then tried to mimic Alucard's mockingly subservient voice as much as possible,
"You don't make a very convincing cat Professor." He then sat down. Seconds after he sat down a throng of students poured in. They were led by Terry, Michael and Anthony, who had, apparently, lost Harry as he weaved through the crowd of students leaving the Gryffindor common room. When everyone was seated, and a few people had questioned the whereabouts of the teacher and the cat, the cat jumped to the ground. As soon as it hit the ground it expanded into the stern teacher that had led them into the great hall.

Everyone was instantly silent.
"This is a serious course, anyone fooling around will be asked to leave and not come back."
After that the class wasn't very interesting. Nor would it be for several weeks as McGonagall said the first few weeks were "theory only."

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and that's… several chapters of the book at least.

The song that the hat sings is "ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny" by lemon demon. I don't own it.