AN: Hey there guys, Happy New Year! this is an early update, consider it as a sorry for not updating in a while. So with this chapter, I have covered 95% of Philosopher's Stone. I have tried to not show Corvus a Harry-stu, as many of you might think and also added a bit of humour. Atleast I found it funny while writing.

I finally have a Beta-reader thus you may find this chapter "mistakes-free".

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SUMMARY: What if in a twist of fate, Harry is raised by Sirius Black as his own son and grew up in the magic world. How his life would be changed living upto the reputation of THE BOY WHO LIVED as well as the heir to the house of black and out of dumbledore's manipulation and in the nobility and staunch believers of Dark Arts, see what paths Harry chooses. WARNING AU, Good Malfoys, Neutral harry and a hell of a playboy.

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"Ow! What in the name of Merlin's balls is it" asked Corvus frantically as his leg was held by something strongly.

"I don't know this bloody thing has got my both hands. I can't reach my wand" replied an equally frightened Draco.

"We have to do something" exclaimed Corvus as he tried to release himself but something else pulled him back and had his movements restrained.

Draco looked around as his eyes were now adjusted to the darkness around them. He struggled against what held them in place and felt more curtailment. He looked in front of him and saw his brother doing everything in his power to get free, but the more he tried more he got himself tangled. Draco then looked around and felt himself sinking from the root like things.

'Wait root like' and then something clicked, he stopped moving and sank more, the last thing he saw was Corvus' mouth forcefully being shut. After a second, he fell down on a hard floor. He looked up and realized what the thing was. "Stop struggling! It's a bloody Devil's Snare!" exclaimed Draco to Corvus who didn't heed his direction and struggled even more so with a sigh he took out his wand and shouted "LUMOUS MAXIMA".

The roots immediately withdrew because of the light and Corvus too fell at the bottom where Draco was standing.

Draco helped his brother stand up and asked "What part of 'Stop Struggling' you didn't understand?" with a hint of irritation in his voice.

"That bloody thing was trying to choke me and had my mouth shut. How was I supposed to stop moving?" replied Corvus irked. He dusted his clothes and looked around to see a door. The boys both nodded to each other and started moving ahead.

Corvus moved towards the door stealthily and opened it a little to look for the next danger, when finding none he turned back nodded to his cousin and opened the door and entered the next room, followed by Draco.

The room was spacious with only 4 pillars in the middle; across the hall, there was another door. They noticed silver like things embedded in the door and some scattered across the floor. On a closer inspection, the silver like things revealed to be winged keys. Also, the keyhole held one of the winged keys.

"What is the meaning of this?" asked Draco in confused voice.

"I don't know. It looks like some kind of obstacle but I don't understand." replied Corvus in a low voice. He looked around, and picked up a key and examined it. He thought back to the previous obstacles.

Meanwhile in the Slytherin common room, Blaise was sitting on one of the couches and nervously tapping his feet on the ground. He looked towards the table on his right and saw an envelope lying on it, and casted 'Tempus' for nth time. '21:35' appeared in mid air; releasing another long suffering sigh Blaise glanced towards the envelope.

"Look Draco, all the keys have wings, maybe we had to find the right key and catch it. That's the only conclusion that could be drawn." said Corvus.

"But how were we suppose to catch it?" asked Draco.

"Maybe there was a broom here, the room is big enough to fly…that means the Gryffindorks caught the key." said a wide eyed Corvus.

"Those three are really amazing me." replied Draco equally surprised. Corvus nodded in agreement and slowly opened the door for another challenge, as soon as they opened the next door, their nostrils flared up with the most pungent odour they had ever smelt. They immediately closed the door and Draco asked covering his nose "What the fuck was that? OH Fuck! My nose is on fire!"

"I don't know, we have to be careful." blurted out Corvus as he too covered his nose, and opened the door again. The two boys entered the next room with their mouth and noses covered with their arms and were shocked at the scene in front of them.

"T-These are…" stuttered Draco with fear and Corvus could only nod

"Fully grown Mountain Trolls" Corvus finished his brother's sentence.

In the room lied, three dead, bloodied and battered, fully grown Mountain Trolls. "How the hell the Gryffindorks, managed to do that?" asked a frantic Draco. Corvus moved ahead to study the trolls, and found out that the cuts and wounds were fresh, and blood was still oozing out of some.

"I don't know, but we have to be wary of them," said Corvus as he looked down at the three dead trolls in awe."Let's just get out of here," continued Corvus as he started moving towards the door, on the other hand pulling Draco with him. They were about to open the door when a loud bang rebounded from the opposite end. Both the boys turned to each other with wide eyes.

"Whatever is behind the door is sure nasty. Did you hear that noise?" asked Draco with wide eyes.

"I know come, lets hide under the cloak, be ready for anything" said Corvus as he took a deep breath and covered himself and Draco under the cloak and slowly opened the door.

They slowly walked in the next room and were amazed to see a huge chess board in the middle of the room, and the three Gryffindorks on the board. They saw Neville standing in bishop's square, whereas Hermione was standing in the Rook's square and the weasel was riding one of the Knights and was commanding the pieces.

"So we finally caught up with them," whispered Draco under the cloak, and got a quite nod in reply.

"What should we do?" asked Draco as he saw his brother figuring out the same thing.

"Let them finish the game, I don't think we can go past the pieces without defeating it. If they seem to be losing, then we would interfere," replied Corvus in a hushed whisper as he concentrated on the game.

After few minutes into the game, the brothers heard Weasley yelling "Knight to E4". Draco face palmed, and muttered "What an idiot! He could have moved the mudblood to B7 and could have easily taken the queen by the bishop in the next move" in a harsh whisper.

Corvus just looked at his brother with an amused smile. Besides Quidditch, chess was the only thing that Draco Malfoy enjoyed playing. He would be ready to play a round or two even in the middle of a night. Corvus watched his brother getting irritated by the moment as Weasley continued ignoring the easy openings.

"Your move would have been bloody brilliant Draco, but how do you expect Longbottom to go to the troll sized queen and blast it away?" asked Corvus with a smirk gracing his lips. Draco realized his mistake and blushed. Their conversation was broken by a loud boom. They looked at the board and saw the white Queen take out a black pawn viciously.

"Wait a minute." Exclaimed Neville as he studied the board for a moment.

"You understand right, Neville. Once I make my move, the Queen will take me...then you'll be free to check the King." said the Weasley in a depressed tone.

"No, Ron! No!" exclaimed Neville.

"What is it?" asked Hermione frantically as she saw her friends arguing over something.

"He's going to sacrifice himself!" exclaimed Neville again.

"No, Ron, you can't! There must be another way!" exclaimed Hermione on the verge of crying, as tears threatened to roll down her cheeks.

"Why don't you just jump off the Knight and then play the move?" said Corvus as he now removed the invisibility cloak. The new voice alarmed the three Gryffindors as they turned back quickly drawing out their wands.

"WHAT the hell are YOU doing here?" asked Ron irritatingly and quite surprised to see his bitter enemies.

"We just followed you, to see what were you three up to. But the question remains what are YOU three doing here? And How in Merlin's name did you kill those Trolls?" asked a smug Draco with hint of irritation behind his voice.

Hermione and Neville looked unsure and conflicted on telling why they were here, before anyone could respond Ron beat both of them to it and said "We are here to stop Snape from stealing the stone."

Corvus and Draco just looked at each other and started laughing loudly. "So what you are saying is Professor Snape, who is currently in his chamber evaluating the assignments is trying to steal the stone? And even if it was Professor Snape, how in the world were you going to stop him? After all, you are mere first years," said Corvus between the laughs.

Weasley turned red from either embarrassment or anger and shouted "SHUT UP! It's Snape alright! You saw that dead trolls right, well tell me who killed them, coz I am pretty sure, it wasn't one of us." He then pointed to the opposite direction and said "Snape is out there and is going to steal the bloody stone for You-Know-Who," totally ignoring the question about his method to stop Snape.

"Professor Snape is currently in his chamber, before coming here we looked for him" retorted Draco, immediately coming to the rescue of his head of the house.

"If Professor Snape is out in his chamber, then who killed those Trolls?" asked Neville stutteringly and fear behind his words. Everyone's eyes went up wide hearing that question. Everyone knew the answer as Ron had not so subtly blurted the answer between his rants.

For few moments Corvus was deep in thought, he analyzed the situation and said with seriousness "Look if it's the wannabe Dark Lord out there, then none of us holds a chance at surviving. You three" he pointed to the Gryffindors and continued "finish the game and go back with Draco to get help. I will try and stop him from stealing the bloody stone."

"Who the hell made you the captain?" asked an irritated Ron.

Corvus glared back at the Weasley and said with a dangerous edge in his voice "So the mighty Weasley wants to go and fight the Dark Lord huh?" When Ron looked nervous he continued "Look here Weasley, unlike you three dunderheads, I decided to have some back up before coming here. Help is on its way, and among us five, I have the best chance of fighting HIM."

"Help! What are you talking about?" asked Hermione.

On the other side of Castle, Blaise was running down the Corridor towards Snape's chamber with a torn envelope in one hand and a letter in another. He took a left and came in front of a door and without any prior warning pushed the door open and went in running.

The door opened with a bang and Snape on instinct took out his wand and aimed at the door, only to see, one of his first year Slytherin running in. With a sneer on his face he said "What is the-" bit was interrupted as Blaise handed him the letter and said "Corvus gave it to me in the Great hall" between heavy panting.

Snape looked at the letter and his eyes grew wide with every word.

Blaise,

I and Draco are going to the third floor where the dog is housed. Weasel, Longbottom and Granger are also going tonight. If we don't return by 10, then give this to Professor Snape.

-Corvus Black

He immediately got up and said "Go back to your dorm" and with that he walked out of his chamber briskly. 'The boy will be the death of me' thought Snape as he moved towards Headmaster's Office in a hurry.

"Just finish the Game, and do jump off the Knight before playing the move. You are riding a Knight, not a Knight yourself" Ron became redder as he realized that he could have just jumped at any point. He jumped towards the left and out of the board and shouted "Knight to H3" the knight moved to the square. Then the Queen turns and advances and stops.

SMASH! The Queen destroyed the Knight and took its spot.

"Now Longbottom, finish the game quickly" said Draco with a sneer. Neville just gave a nod and moved diagonally. He reached the square next to king and said "Check and Mate". Immediately the huge sword in king's hand fell ensuring the Gryffindor's win.

"Now GO! And get some help," said Corvus. The three Gryffindors nodded begrudgingly; they had figured out, there was no other choice. None of them was ready to face You-know-who.

"I will come with you" said Darco. He wanted to help his brother. Corvus just moved his head in negative and said "No Draco, you won't" with determination in his eyes. Draco looked for a moment and nodded and together with the Gryffindors went back to where he came from.

Corvus just watched them go and released a sigh; he turned back and started moving towards the door at other end.

He opened the next door and slowly walked in, he saw a table on which few bottles with some liquid filled in them. On the other side of the room were black flames, he moved forward and saw a note on the table. He read it out loudly…

Danger lies before you, while safety lies behind,
Two of us will help you, whichever you would find,
One among us seven will let you move ahead,
Another will transport the drinker back instead,
Two among our number hold only nettle wine,
Three of us are killers, waiting hidden in line.
Choose, unless you wish to stay here forevermore,
To help you in your choice, we give you these clues four:
First, however slyly the poison tries to hide
You will always find some on nettle wine's left side;
Second, different are those who stand at either end,
But if you would move onward, neither is your friend;
Third, as you see clearly, all are different size,
Neither dwarf nor giant holds death in their insides;
Fourth, the second left and the second on the right
Are twins once you taste them, though different at first sight.

Corvus read it for 3 more times. He was good with puzzles, but this one was tough. He started figuring out each of the lines. In meanwhile, mumbling 'so this is poison'; 'this is wine'; 'no wait…this is the poison and this goes here.' and so on..

After five minutes he figured out the riddle and held the smallest bottle in his hands and crossed his fingers and with a single gulp drowned its contents. First nothing happened, then suddenly he felt tingling sensation on his whole body, he closed his eyes as he felt a pull in his stomach.

When everything stopped, Corvus opened his eyes to see himself in front of the next door in front. He saw the Back Flames burning heavily behind him; it worked' thought Corvus happily while proceeding towards the next room slowly and cautiously.

He was greeted with a flight of stairs on opening the next door in the next room. He looked around finding no other way, descended the staircase. After walking down the long staircase, he got the view of the room, with pillars all around and a huge mirror in middle and a man standing near it.

Corvus's grip tightened around his wand as he descended the last stairs and recognized the man standing in front of the mirror as his DADA professor Quirrell. "You!" exclaimed Corvus in an unbelieving tone and continued "I expected a wannabe Dark Lord to be here."

Quirrell immediately turned around with an angry expression on his face; his eyes became red for a second as he said "Shut up! How dare you insult the Dark Lord?"

"Well it's not that difficult you know, with enough dedication and practi-" Corvus said with a smirk but was interrupted mid sentence as he jumped left to dodge an incoming Curse. "My my, didn't your master teach you some manners?" said Corvus with a chuckle as he jumped away from yet another curse.

"Oh come on man! Can you stop that, I am here to talk, okay!" blurted out Corvus as he sidestepped another Curse.

"Let me talk to the boy" Corvus heard a low dreadful voice.

"No master, you are not ready yet, you are quite weak at the moment" said Quirrell respectfully.

"Silence! I am powerful enough for this" said the voice strictly to Quirrell who looked in agony. Quirell nodded and started unwrapping his turban, finally he turned around so that back of his head faced Corvus and slowly removed the cloth.

"EW! That's GROSS!" exclaimed Corvus as he saw another face on the backside of Quirrell' head. The face looked very tired and weak who whimpered and said "Harry Potter, or should I say Corvus Black"

Corvus nodded seriously and acknowledged "Moldyshorts" and jumped again from yet another curse while snickering like idiot. "You have quite the nerve Black, either you are overly confident in your abilities or you are an utter fool" said Quirrell in an irritating voice, but unlike the Quirrell and Voldemort, Corvus was currently had many thoughts in his mind 'I have to stall time' being the prime one.

On the surface Corvus looked like a foolish goofy kid, but inside he had a storm of emotions, with fear overruling all. He knew, that one mistake could take away his life. He knew that no matter how strong he was for his age, he was nowhere strong enough to face Quirrell, let alone the Dark Lord himself. He planned on stalling as much time as he could, waiting for Professors to show up.

"Oh come on, you should also have a god laugh every now and then." said Corvus seeing the two faced man getting angry and things getting out of hand, he decided to change the topic and said seriously "Where is the stone? And what in the Merlin's beard is this mirror doing here."

This is the last obstacle to the stone, The Mirror of Erised. No matter how much I try, I am unable to get the stone. I see myself holding the stone but can't reach it." said Quirrell in a frustrated voice after observing the boy for a minute. The kid looked like he had a death wish, but he knew better, the boy was up to something and moreover his Master had ordered him not to kill the boy. The dark lord wanted to recruit the boy for some strange reason, and who was he to question him. The boy seemed dark enough to join.

"Use the Boy" said Voldemort and Quirrell quickly reached Corvus and pulled him in front of the mirror. "What do you see?" asked the Voldemort. Corvus looked at top of mirror and there was something written in Latin 'I show not your face but your heart's desire.' He then looked in the mirror and saw himself holding a blood red stone. Corvus' counterpart in the mirror then pocketed the stone in his right pocket in his pants and then winked back. Corvus became shocked as he felt something in his right pocket. He traced the outline of the object and realized that it was the stone, he couldn't help when a gasp escaped his lips.

"What is it?" asked Quirrell expectedly. Corvus recomposed himself, his mask of goofy teenager back in place with a cheerful grin on his face. He said with pure happiness and excitement in his voice."I see myself holding the Quidditch world cup and lifting it to the world and celebrating with my team."

Quirrell was about to sigh when he heard "He is lying!" Voldemort had seen directly through his façade, being a Slytherin himself. At that moment Quirrell turned so that his master could talk to the boy.

"Listen here Black, stop this nonsense, we both know what is there in your right pocket. I have a proposition for you; Join me together we can rule this world, you can have anything you desire all the riches, glory anything, you just have to give me the stone." said Voldemort with a satisfied smirk as he saw Corvus considering the offer with his head down.

Oh how wrong was he! Corvus just looked up with a smirk of his own and said "Do you think I need your glory? I have enough of it after defeating some pesky wannabe Dark Lord when I was a mere infant. So how about it, you take your offer and shove it up your ass. But I do have one question."

How does it work? Does Quirrell's hair make up your beard or is the other way round" asked in mock seriousness, this only triggered anger in Voldemort as he commanded Quirrell to kill Corvus. Quirrell jumped back and shouted "CONFRINGO". Corvus barely dodged it by diving on the staircase; he made a run for it but gets stopped, when he heard Quirrell shouting "Fiendfyre" as huge flames blocked his path.

Corvus turned to see a murderous looking Quirrell ready to strike "Now, I will kill you" exclaimed Quirrell as he shouted "BOMBARDA". Corvus dived forward and fired a "STUPEFY" in return. Quirrell easily blocked the incoming curse and said with a smirk "These pathetic excuse of a spell won't do me anything Black" and started laughing evilly. Corvus got up and said "Then how about this" and moved his wand diagonally in air while shouting "SECTUMSEMPRA", the invisible sword released from the wand flew towards Quirrell with great speed. He merely raised his hand and the curse was blocked by ease. Corvus couldn't believe it, his curse was just blocked like it was nothing, he then heard Quirrell saying "My, my Black, such a dark Curse coming from you. I am impressed but you are several centuries away from actually landing a hit on me" he then raised his wand and started an onslaught of curses and hexes.

Corvus also raised his wand and put up a shield, he withheld four spells before the shield broke in tiny blue particles and he was hit with a violet curse, which on impact hurled Corvus away for about 10 feet and his cloak was set on fire. Corvus seeing this immediately removed his cloak and threw it aside. Corvus was in a pretty bad shape, as he had several cuts and bruises on his body. Quirrell came to him and turned so that Voldemort could talk to Corvus.

"See, this can all end in mere seconds, I can easily kill you here, but I have seen your potential, and I am ready to forgive you, if you will just give me the stone and join me. Together, we will be invincible and rule the world." said Voldemort, as he looked at his enemy, the one who supposedly killed him 11 years ago. Corvus was having a really bad time, as he coughed and spat some blood. He felt as if he had fractured a rib or two. He looked up smiled evilly showing Voldemort his bloody teeth and said in a low voice "Screw YOU".

Hearing those words, Voldemort snarled and Quirrell turned, he pointed his wand at Corvus and shouted "CRUCIO". Red light irrupted from the tip of his wand and hit Corvus, and he screamed as he was exposed to the torture curse. He felt every inch of his boy in excruciating pain as he screamed on top of his lungs. Quirrell stopped after a minute and continued again, Corvus was under Cruciatus Curse, one of the unforgivable, for the total of about 3 minutes when he managed to utter "Stop" from his mouth.

"Oh so now I think you are ready to give what I want." seeing Corvus nodding slightly between shaking uncontrollably Voldemort continued "What a waste, had you given me the stone 10 minutes earlier, I was ready to share the world with you, now my only gift would be killing you instantly, without pain." ended Voldemort with a sneer and practically spitting the last word out.

Corvus was in a world of pain, he knew he would be dead as soon as he gave the stone, or he would be exposed to same again, and in his current state, dying doesn't seem too bad. He felt tears, starting to flowing from his eyes. 'I am sorry dad, grandfathers, grandmothers, Uncle Moony, Sythia' thought Corvus as he moved his hand towards his pocket and started removing the stone from his pocket, He removed the stone and started raising his hand, offering the stone, but before Quirrell could take the stone. Corvus dropped the stone due to shaking; he had no power left in his body.

Quirrell spared him a glance and with a sneer moved to pick the fallen stone. When he lowered his hand, his hand bumped into Corvus' hand. Corvus watched in horror, amazement and relief as, Quirrell's hand reacted violently on his touch. The hand started turning into rock, and then completely turned into sand and fell off his body. Quirrell screamed in agony as his wand arm dusted off.

Corvus looked down at his bloodied hand with amazement. He couldn't believe it, he just rubbed his palm together to check if he was okay. When he touched his Heir ring on his ring finger of right hand, it immediately glowed and Corvus was filled with some amount of energy enough to stop his shaking and move slightly. He looked up to see Quirrell snarling at him as he reached out to pick up his fallen wand.

Corvus immediately jumped towards Quirrell and pushed his face with all the strength he had left and fell forward. He again screamed in pain as the pain in his broken ribs came again, then he heard someone else screaming too and looked up to see Quirrels' whole body turning into stone before decimating into dust. He watched with small smile as Quirrell completely turned into dust. His smile however, didn't last much long as he saw a bluish smoke rising from the dust and took shape of Voldemort's face; He looked at the spirit form of his enemy moving towards him, and with a sneer said "This is just the beginning." He heard his name being called from top of the stairs. Corvus turned his head to see the whole brigade of Professors running towards him with their wand drawn. The spirit simply said "Until we meet next time and flew right past the Professors. He heard few gasps and his name being called again before the world went black for him as he fainted.

To be Continued...

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