Recap:
When Vernon came home that evening from a long day at work, it was to a small feast on the table that Petunia was making. When Petunia noticed Vernon at the door, Vernon asked Petunia what the occasion was, and she replied that she had heard an interesting rumor about one of the neighbors, Nancy who apparently had fake hair. Vernon, used to his wife's nosiness, accepted this without a thought. He was never the wiser of the events that had transpired that day.
Also, since Dumbledore never checked up on Hadrian, neither was the Wizardry world aware that young Harry would live with the Addams. The Wizardry world would not know that in a day's times, Harry Potter would end up in the hands of the Darkest family in history. They would not know that not only would Harry Potter cease to exist after a few hours when Gomez Addams picked Harry up, but that he and his new family would one day unleash out a terror that this world has never seen in centuries.
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4 Privet Drive, Surrey, U.K.; 3rd of November
Petunia nervously straightened her new blouse while she waited for Gomez to arrive. Harry was dressed in the same clothes when he arrived, with a few toys and things to keep him occupied that were leftovers from when Dudley broke them, as well as the blanket from when he arrived. It was ten-thirty now, he should be here any minute...
Ding dong.
Alright, so he wasn't late, she would give him that. Good, good, She smoothed her pencil skirt and answered the door. She tried to bite back a scream, although from the expressions on the Addams family faces, she didn't succeed. Gomez's family looked... different. She tried to smile. She was sure it was a grimace though. She didn't want the boy, but she hoped no harm came to him with the Addams... "Gomez?" she asked uncertainly. The man in front of her grinned widely. He had to have six canine teeth.
The man who rang the doorbell was Gomez Addams. Gomez looked of Castilian extraction, he was dressed in a chalk-striped, dark-colored suit, sported slicked-back hair and had a pencil woman next to him was his wife, Morticia Addams (nee Frump), who looks like an old victorian vampire; she has pale skin and long black hair that sheen with blue in the sunlight. She wore a black gothic dress that matches her hair, tightly form fitting, with a hobble skirt. Morticia also applied baking powder to her face instead of actual makeup. The little one year old on Morticia's hip, was their daughter, Wednesday Addams. She has pale, dark-haired, and already looked like a grim-looking who seldom smiles, if at all. Next to Gomez on his other side, was his son, Pugsley Addams. He looked to be an energetic monster of a boy…blond red hair, popped blue eyes, wearing a black and white t-shirt with black shorts. Behing Gomez was Fester Addams who was a completely hairless, hunched, and barrel-shaped man with dark, sunken eyes and often a deranged smile. He wore a heavy, full-length fur coat that looked like it belonged to a mad scientist. And finally behind Fester was Grandmama Frump (mother of Morticia), she has frizzy white hair, wears a red shawl with beads all over, a black bombazine skirt, thick socks and a fleece slippers with a huge medical bag in her left hand.
While Petunia took them all in, she was praying in her head that she would never get infected with their freakishness or her dear Dudleyims.
"Petunia!" He said happily, as if nothing pleased him more than to see her. "This is my lovely wife, Morticia, our son Pugsley and our daughter Wednesday, by brother Fester and our Grandmama ..."
While Gomez was making introductions, behind him, Grandmama was looking inside of her bag and pulling out what looked like eyes and spleens. Fester was talking to three year old Pugsley about making bombs and the art of killing. And finally, Wednesday was off to the side starring at baby Harry, who was playing with her doll, Marie Antoinette.
While this all happened, Petunia thought then and there that yes, Lily's lot were all a bunch of nutters and she was glad that she was not born with any magic.
Once Gomez finished introducing everyone, Petunia said, "Erm, would you like to come in and, ah, meet Harry before you leave? His birth certificate and other papers are all in the baby bag, along with some snacks and things."
Gomez grinned once again. "Splendid idea, Petunia! Simply splendid indeed!"
Grimacing again, Petunia led the odd couple to the parlour, where Harry was with Wednesday, attacking the doll now with obvious glee. Wednesday was also looking at Harry with a fond expression and was lightly playing with his hair and giggling once in awhile. Together, they made a perfect picture of dark little cherub angels.
"Oh, how precious," Morticia sighed. "He looks just like Wednesday when we got Kitty Cat."
"Kitty Cat?" Petunia asked. They had a pet that was actually "normal"?
"Our lion. He's very well trained," Morticia said, as though pet lions were perfectly normal pets to have. Petunia tried to think of a polite way to get these people out of her house, boy or no boy.
As if the toddler had read Petunia's mind, Pugsley asked his parents, "Mother, Father, can we go soon? I want to go back home so I may make a new explosive with Uncle Fester."
In the background, Fester somehow was in possession of a T.N.T dynamite and was throwing them at a poor cat across the street, it belonged to Ms. Figgs incidentally. Grandmama was reading a fragile, old looking book and whispering cantations of ill-will and curses towards the Dursleys. And Wednesday was holding young Harry in her lap, who was still playing with Marie Antoinette with glee in his eyes, and lovingly whispering words of love and obsessions that she now holds for him while smoothing out his hair. She talked of future weddings and how that their blackened souls would be tied together forever and ever and how no one will ever, ever split them apart. If they ever did, she would kill them slowly without any mercy and damn their souls to hell for eternity with Satan whipping them without mercy or relief. While Wednesday spoke to her new obsession, Morticia smiled softly and was reminded on how she used to act with Gomez in the same fashion and how their own souls we tied like Wednesday and young Harry was becoming.
"In a minute or so Pugsley," Morticia said cooly, turning to Pugsley with a small smile still on her face. She then turned to Gomez and spoke, "Cara Mia, why not let us get to the point and let us be on our way soon, we must feed young Harry soon."
Gomez stopped talking and turned to his wife with a smile and spoke, "Ah, of course Mon Cherie, where was I." He then took the adoption papers from Petunia and signed them after looking over the documents. He signed them and handed them back to Petunia to sign them too. Once Petunia signed them, Morticia stood once more.
Morticia smiled at Petunia, "If you don't mind us leaving so soon, we must get going."
"Of-of course not. Have a good...er...flight." Petunia handed the boy's bags to her, while Gomez grabbed Harry and Wednesday, who had still not let Harry go. It was starting to really freak Petunia out on how the little girl could easily get attached to the boy. "Good-bye."
"Good-bye, Petunia."
"Toodeloo!" Pugsley grinned.
"Vale stultus mulier, iam non carnis nostrae." Grandmama said while waving a stick. With those words said, a light engulfed Petunia, then went out a second later. Grandmama laughed hysterically and walked to the door with Harry in her arms.
"Au Revoir." Morticia aid while also walking towards the door with pugsley holding her hands and Wednesday on her hip, who was focusing on Harry.
"Tish! You spoke French!" Gomez cried.
"Not now, Gomez. Later," Petunia heard as the door closed behind them, while also confused on what that freakish light was.
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Gomez and Morticia took Harry home by the means of muggle transportation, mostly because they didn't want to hurt the boy by apparition, young children are not ready yet for that amount of magic. Harry was quiet the whole trip, but at least seemed somewhat interested in the world around him, while holding onto Marie Antoinette still. Gomez and the family were very careful around Harry the entire way back to Addams Manor. It was an all day trip so when they arrived at home, Harry was nearly asleep on Grandmama arms.
They walked up the steps to the Addams family house and before they could open the door. It opened itself up.
CCCCCCCCRRRRRRREEEEEEEAAAAAA AKKKKKK!
"Thank you Lurch, I trust everything was all right here while we were gone?" Gomez said with his classic smile.
"Yyyyeeessss," said Lurch holding the door open for the family. They all walked in and Lurch closed the door with a creek behind them.
"Tish." Morticia looked to her side and could clearly see that Gomez was enraptured by the young Harry who had somehow gotten hold of a knife and was now throwing it to Thing and somehow calling the knife back to him. His eyes were alight and he had the look of that hungry monster she loved so when she first met him.
"Yes Gomez?" She didn't really need to ask Gomez what he desired, for she knew it. She wanted it as well.
"I want him Tish. He'd fit right in, don't you think? A little blood adoption would do, yes? We could pass him off as Wednesday's twin! Obviously, the idiots who left him here couldn't handle his sweet side! We should take him in!" Gomez was practically pleading with her. Being the man of the house, he knew it was ultimately her decision what happened. It was not really the men that controlled the family after all, it was the glanced at the child again as she heard a scraping sound of knives hitting wood.
"Gomez. Pick him up. We shall perform the ritual as soon as we get home. Clean him properly and bring him to the ritual room. I will ready Wednesday and Pugsley I want to be finished as quickly as possible. Obviously he is in need of a proper family. Anyone who tries to say he is not ours will not be able to find proof. He will be ours by the morning." Morticia had made her mind up. The boy would become Wednesday's twin and her son. She would slaughter any who dared challenge her claim.
She watched as Gomez reached for the babe and was bitten for his effort. The boy had abandoned his knives as Gomez was reaching for him and latched onto the heel of Gomez's hand, digging his sharp teeth in eagerly. Gomez reached for the boys feet and tried to pull him off, laughing merrily.
"Ah! Tish! Look at this little rascal! He already knows who his father is! Quite a grip he has with those teeth!" Gomez's face was alight with joy. Obviously the thought of such a blood thirsty being as a son made him happy. She could tell that he could not wait to have it official. She smiled as she brought her hand to the babe's face and smacked him lightly.
"Now, now, child. You should learn not to bite others so tactlessly. How would you know if my Gomez did not have poison in his blood? Release your teeth so that we may leave this place and make you ours. I dare say that you will fit in with the other heathens inhabiting our residence." Morticia's voice was amused as the convinced the child to release her husband's hand. The babe grinned and let Gomez hoist him into his arms and began to play with her knife once more.
Hours later the house was filled with thumps and screaming as the ritual was completed. The thumps came from who knows where, while the screams were the final ones of blood sacrifices used in the ritual. After all, blood rituals needed sacrifices to work properly. No one would notice if a few…unmentionables disappeared from the streets.
They knew that this would be difficult, but Grandmama Frump was not to be denied by the forces in which she was so apart that even their extended family deferred to her as hag a most horrid title that she was more deserven than most. She made the potion and grabbed her spell book. Grandmama then started to say the spell once she found it.
. . .Sanguinis Domini nostri Sanguinis. . .
. . .Nostri carne carnem. . .
. . .Sume in hunc adulescentem infantem. . .
. . .Benedic eum, cum nostris tenebris. . .
. . .Et ab ipso lumine. . .
. . .Cum hoc PRÆCIPIO. . .
Then she said, "We now need to only wait, for the dark forces had never denied an Addams and never would it their connection too great."
During the ritual Gomez and the rest of the family had mixed a sample of blood from each of them in with the potions, said some words, killed a few sacrifices and fed the whole nasty concoction to the baby soon after.
Once the ritual was done, the Addams' looked down on the newest addition to the family. Harry now looked more like Morticia and Gomez. He had no D.N.A., or blood that was connected to his old family. He was a handsom young boy with deep, intense, expressive grey eyes that he got from Gomez, he also got wavy mid-night black hair and a leaner body. From Morticia, Harry now looked more feminine and had small vampire teeth.
Gomez had decided to name the boy Thanatos, the Greek translation for death. They thought it a proper name since just the sight of him would cause fear in anyone now to almost death. Except the Addams of course. Thanatos was going to be quite normal to them.
They also had a magical renaming ceremony. The ceremony rid all magical records of the baby's previous life and name and created new ones with his new name, Thanatos Horkos Erebos Addams. The ceremony only changed the magical records unfortunately. It could do nothing for written records such as birth certificate and such things.
After the ceremonies, Thanatos and Wednesday had been settled down into the Addams crib and after a bottle of whatever concoction Gomez felt like making, they quickly fell asleep. Thanatos' hands were still clutched around Marie Antoinette and Wednesday's hands around Thanatos, not letting him out of her grip. To Wednesday, it has already been too long since he was in her sight and would not let him go any time soon. They put Pugsley in a bed near Fester and Grandmama went back into the kitchen to make more potions for Thanatos.
The Addams family gradually made their ways to their own rooms and the only screams heard that night were the ones from the master bedroom. Though, those were a regular occurrence and were only dully noted by the other residents.
So it would be on this a particularly dreary day that "Evil" marked Thanatos Horkos Erebos Addams, they could all feel as the magic settled in the boy. Finally, right at mid-night, did the darkness seep into Thanatos and finally, he became an Addams.
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Hogwarts, Scotland, Unplottable; Mid-night of November 3rd
In the Headmaster's office. A device glowed bright white and started to hum uncontrollably. It hum so loudly, that it was a surprise that no one noticed. When the clock struck twelve, the device exploded with a loud BBBBBOOOOOOMMMMBBBB that was only heard in the office.
Had not Dumbledore went to the Hog's Head that night to speak to his brother, Dumbledore would have been there to see the device. Had Dumbledore been there, he would still have had a chance to bring Harry back to the Dursley's and keep Harry under his thumb.
But no, he was not there, so on that night, fate has been changed. For Thanatos and the Addams family, it will change for the better. For Dumbledore and the people under him, it will change for the worst.
But however fate may change, chaos will be right behind it, bring in a rage of destruction.
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vale stultus mulier, iam non carnis nostrae.
Translates to...
goodbye stupid woman, no longer of our flesh.
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Sanguinis Domini nostri Sanguinis.
Nostri carne carnem.
Sume in hunc adulescentem infantem.
Benedic eum, cum nostris tenebris.
Et ab ipso lumine.
Cum hoc PRÆCIPIO.
Is translation for...
Blood of our Blood.
Flesh of our Flesh.
Take in this young babe.
Bless him with our darkness.
And protect him from the light.
With this I COMMAND.
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In this story, although it seems like Wednesday will be with Harry, it will not happen. Instead, some time in the future, Harry will be with a different person. I do not know if it will be male or female though. Wednesday in this story will be obsessed with Harry though and will try to stop anyone into becoming any closer to either one of them.
Thanatos is Greek and was the daemon personification of death. He was a minor figure in Greek mythology, often referred to but rarely appearing in is the God of the Oath. And Erebos is the Titan of Darkness.
That's the end of the second chapter. ^-^
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