Title: Back to Black
Author: OverusedBarcode
Fandom: Harry Potter
Spoilers: ALL BOOKS, INCLUDING BOOK SIX!
Pairing(s): Surprise pairing!
Category: Romance/Humor
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters except Alex, his family, and his pet.
Warning(s): SLASH No likey no readie!
Summary: Alex was suspended from Ambrose Academy in America for having an affair with his History of Magic teacher. He's been suspended and removed from two other schools for similar occurances. His parents have finally decided to contact the one person they believe can help. Albus Dumbledore. Misunderstood and depressed, Alex, the American goth transfer student, is enrolled at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for his remaining twho years of school. Will he be suspended again for doing naughty thigs? And how will Hogwarts react to having someone so...different...among them?
Chapter Two--Naughty Pictures on the Wall
Alex had been in Knockturn Alley for about an hour, checking out the stores and seeing what KA had to offer when he came upon a building that read:
D&D
Derryl & Dodd's
Distortions
With his interest piqued, Alex walked in the door and looked around for some clue as to what Derryl and Dodd's sold. He saw some wizard's robes on a rack, and some other odds and ends on counters, but what caught his eye was a wall full of pictures.
Moving wizards photos of people with body modifications. One was a man of about 25 years with red horns and a tail winking at him laviciously, promising things with a flick of his tail he's never heard of. Another was a woman who had, obviously, gotten into a fight with a vampire and lost. She had white skin, fangs, glowing eyes, and a "vampire's kiss" on her neck. The only thing that was odd about the photo was that she was obviously mortal, for a true vampire could have no pictures taken of them.
The entire wall was covered with things out of the ordinary, and even some things he recognized, such as tattoos and piercings, with some differences.
He examined the wall for awhile when he came upon pictures of the owners. The one labeled Derryl showed a picture of an older wizard, about 90, waving at the camera. He had no unusual...wait...
'Are those whiskers!' questioned Alex silently.
Shaking his head Alex looked at the other picture frame expecting to see more of the same. What he saw instead was, well, nothing. The wizard in the frame was obviously occupied elsewhere because he was absent from this one.
He then felt a gust of air on his right ear, a mere breath of warm air. Turning quickly Alex caught sight of a young man, not too young, maybe about eighteen or nineteen. He was now sitting on the counter as if he were waiting for something to happen.
He spoke suddenly, startling Alex from his thoughts.
"Was there something you wanted aneurin, or were you staring at my photograph for nothing?"
"Your photograph...ah, I presume I'm looking at Mr. Dodd? Very nice to make your acquaintance Sir. And I apologies for staring. I was only trying to figure out what it was your establishment sold."
Mr. Dodd nodded and spoke with amusement in his eyes, "Quite. Allow mw to enlighten you. Well, here at D & D, we pride ourselves on the extraordinary, for there are far to many ordinary wizards and witches walking around as it is. I didn't catch your name mister..."
Alex hesitated for a few moments, looking into Mr. Dodd's eyes. Searching for what he knew would already be there. Mr. Dodd was a vampire, that was why there was no person in his picture frame. That was the breath he felt on his neck. The question was, would he be treated differently in this place as he was in Gringotts? Well, there was only one way to find out...
"Black," he spoke clearly, pretending to not notice the flinch that crossed the other man's face, "Alexander Black. Now Mr. Dodd, would you be so kind as to explain to me what exactly it is you do here?"
Without a moment's hesitation, Mr. Dodd smiled at Alex and jumped off the counter.
"Of course aneurin, step this way..." Alex was led into the room behind the counter, which contained the instruments used for..."Now, Mr. Black, May I call you Alex?" at Alex's nod he continued. "In that case you may call me Elroy. Alex, we modify bodies so that they are more of a reflection of what's inside than out. Whatever may be your desire, we can do it."
"We?"
"Yes, my partner passed away some years ago, I now have an employee who calls himself Emrys. He's not here at the moment, but if you were to get anything done he would be the one working on you."
"Alright. You do Piercings? Tattoos?"
Elroy smiled a true smile, a smile full of passion for his job. "Absolutely. They're wizarding of course..."
"What does that mean?"
"A wizarding piercing or tattoo is painless and is healed instantly, so there is no discomfort. If you wish it, certain charms may be placed on them for protection or whatever else. The wizarding tattoos move, which means there will be an adjustment period for them. Are you interested?"
"Yes. as you can see I already have some piercings, but mine were done by a muggle piercing parlor," he, again, ignored the flinch on the man's face at the mention of muggles, "and I would like to get a tattoo as well."
Many hours later, a very tired Alex walked out of Knockturn Alley and returned to the Leakey Cauldron.
Adding to his tongue ring and left industrial, Alex ended up with a top navel ring, a left eyebrow ring, and a wizard tattoo of a small Devil's Snare plant on his left shoulder blade. Being a wizard tattoo, it will grow and mature over time, or, as it grew accustomed to his body. All of his od had protection charms woven into them as well.
Alex would have to work on his school books tomorrow. He never went to school without first reading the books. It was unacceptable to be ill-prepared.
He would also be doing some investigating about his last name. Dumbledore had told him there would be some controversy over his name, and not to worry about it. He was curious nonetheless. He'd grown up with his father and step-mother, but he'd always known his mother was out there. What his father had told him, however, had made him want to keep her name instead of his father's.
His father had told him that his mother was a wonderful woman who had made some wrong decisions. Decisions that had cost her everything, including her soul. A tragic story though it was, Alex knew that the translation was 'Your mother was great in bed but she had you and ran because she was a criminal and she didn't want you."
Either way, He now carried her name and would deal with things as they came.
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