Title: Blood Duty
Summary: Harry was abandoned by his parents when they found out he was a vampire. With no where to go, He is brought to Wyraan Academy to live and learn. However, Ethan Potter, the so-called 'boy-who-lived' was not anything Albus Dumbledore expected the 'light' hero to be. Desperate, he contacts Ethan's brother, Harry. But will Harry agree to become the 'light' hero or will he turn to the 'dark' side. Vampire, Powerful Harry
Pairing: Tom Riddle and Harry, TMRHP
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my OC's.
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Chapter four : Sorting
"Ethan Potter"
Harry blinked. Before he could think much on it, a shout was heard.
"Get a move on, people, unless you want to be late for the sorting and the feast!"
Azmaria gently pulled Harry into one of the carriages as he seemed a bit dazed after he realized that he was talking to his twin brother. To make sure he was okay, Azmaria took out a prize that was sure to distract Harry: a large blood-pop, or rather, a big blood-flavored candy lollipop
The second Azmaria took it out, Harry's eyes locked onto the prize. Without taking his gaze off the blood-pop, he followed her into the carriage.
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When everyone reached Hogwarts, the first thing Harry noticed was the sentient castle. Many believed that the Hogwarts' castle had a mind of its own, but the truth was, the castle didn't exactly have its own mind, instead it had the essence of the founders; Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff, Godric Gryffindor, and Salazar Slytherin, and acted accordingly. When Harry stepped into the large castle, he felt a sudden warmth surround him as if the castle welcomed him to its humble abode.
Because Harry hadn't been sorted yet, he wasn't allowed to sit with any of the houses, instead he was forced to wait outside in the waiting room, lingering until he was sorted. Whilst standing there, he couldn't help but notice the conversations around him sounded rather …stupid. Why would anyone think that you had to drink poison or even fight a troll at the age of eleven in order to be sorted?
As Harry thought to himself, some people behind him screamed and gasped. Startled, Harry looked around to be confronted by about twenty ghosts that decided to stream in through the back wall. One of them – one that wore ruff and tights - caught Harry's gaze and immediately gave a small bow that went unnoticed by everyone else. Most ghosts did this because they respected vampires; after all, they were both 'creatures' of the dead. The only difference to them was that vampires had to drink blood to survive whereas ghosts didn't. Although most were a bit put off by this, the overall population of ghosts understood the price of being a vampire, as such, respected them for it. Harry offered a nod towards the ghosts.
Soon it was time to head into the Great Hall. Harry noticed a four-legged stool that held the dirtiest wizard's hat he had ever seen. The first-years seem to have also noticed it, judging from their silence. Then suddenly the hat twitched, as if it were alive, and began to sing:
"A thousand years or more ago,
When I was newly sewn,
There lived four wizards of renown,
Whose names are still well known:
Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
Fair Ravenclaw, from glen
Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.
They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,
They hatched a daring plan
To educate young sorcerers
Thus Hogwarts School began.
Now each of these founders
Formed their own houses, for each
Did value different virtues
In the ones they had to teach.
By Gryffindor, the bravest were
Prized far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest
Would always be the best;
For Hufflepuff, hard workers were
Most worthy of admission;
And the power-hungry Slytherin
Loved those of grest ambition.
While still alive they did divide
Their favorites from the beginning
Yet how to pick the worthy ones
When they were dead and gone?
'Twas Gryffindor who found the way
He whipped me off his head
The founders put some brains in me
So I can choose instead!
Now slip me snug about your ears,
I've never yet been wrong,
I'll have a look inside your mind
And tell where you belong!"
As soon as the hat finished its song, Professor McGonagall stepped forward, holding a long roll of parchment. The next half an hour or so was spent on the professor calling out names and the hat shouting its proper house until…
"Welcome!" Dumbledore said. "Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. Before we begin out banquet, we have one last sorting. Please welcome, Harry Potter!"
There was a mixed reaction in the hall –majority of the people were surprised, including Ethan, Draco, Blaise and some of the teachers sitting on the table (they all thought he was just a normal transferee), Dumbledore, on the other hand, looked as if he was on cloud nine.
As Harry slowly trotted to the stool, whispers suddenly broke out.
"Did he just say, Potter?"
"You mean, the brother of the boy-who-lived?"
"Wasn't he missing?
The hall was silent when the hat dropped over his eyes; everyone was eager to find out what house he'll be in.
'Hmm. You do realize I can't sort you if you don't allow me to look into your mind, right? Would you please put down your occlumency shields and let me in." Harry could practically hear the hat's annoyance. Harry sighed. 'Fine, fine.' There was a moment's silence as the hat dug through his mind.
Suddenly, a loud gasp escaped from the hat.
'The heir! How could you be the heir! I thought… I didn't…You…What…oh.' Another resounding silence was heard. The hat just realized that Harry was the heir to about three of the founders – Slytherin through the Dark Lord, Gryffindor through James Potter and Ravenclaw from Lily Potter. When the hat informed him about it, it wasn't the only surprised one, Harry was rather shocked as he always thought his birth mother was a muggleborn. This must be the reason as to why the castle was welcoming him.
'Hmm.' The hat continued, finally regaining its posture. 'Difficult. Very difficult. Hmm. I must ask you, where do you wish to go? I can't decide. You could go to Slytherin with your talents and cunningness, Ravenclaw with your intelligence, yes. You have plenty of courage, too and loyalty to those close to you. So Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff is up for grabs. The choice is up to you, though I must say, Slytherin would be the best choice, because of your … heritage and ambitions.'
'Slytherin it is'
During Harry's sorting, people began chattering again, betting where Harry might end up. But as soon as the hat shouted Harry's house, the hall became silent, it was as if noise cease to exist. None (excluding a few) could believe the 'hero' of the world, the boy-who-lives' brother was going to the 'dark' house. Everyone expected him to be in Gryffindor, if not Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw, never Slytherin.
Surprisingly, the first to break the silence was the Slytherins, who were slowly joined by the rest of the school, although most were done quite hesitantly. Everyone in the hall sported different looks. Dumbledore, for an example, had a slightly surprised disappointed expression, whereas, Snape looked as though he was sucking a lemon- it was obvious he wasn't very happy to have a Potter in his house. Ethan Potter still wore the surprised look, as he still hadn't recovered from the news that another poter was still alive, and that he was in slytherin.
As the applauding began to quiet down, Harry walked towards the slytherin table to join his 'housemates'. Azmaria emerged from her previous hiding spot – the wall- to sit with Harry. Blaise immediately made some room for Harry to sit by him as though Harry being Harry Potter had no affect on him, and proceeded to talk like there was no tomorrow.
Before Blaise could extend the one-sided conversation any longer, Dumbledore went to introduce the new teachers as well as informing all the students the news for the year.
"Mr Filch, our caretaker, has asked me to tell you that the list of objects forbidden inside the castle has this year been extended to include Screaming Yo-yos, Fanged Frisbees and Ever-Bashing Boomerangs. The full list comprises some four hundred and thirty-seven items, I believe, and can be viewed in Mr Filch's office, if anyone would like to check it." As Dumbledore was saying this, a hint of a smile was seen. "As ever, I would like to remind you all that the Forest in the grounds is out-of-bounds to students, as is the village of Hogsmead to all below third year."
"It is also my painful duty to inform you that the inter-house Quidditch Cup will not take place this year." Loud gasps could be heard echoing in the Hall. "This is due to an event that will be starting in October, and continuing throughout the school year, taking up much of the teachers' time and energy- but I am sure you will all enjoy it immensely. I have great pleasure in announcing that this year in Hogwarts-"
Before Dumbledore could continue, the doors of the Great Hall banged open to reveal Mad-Eye Moody. When he came in, special effects seem to appear; lightning crossed the ceiling as he limped heavily towards Dumbledore, light illuminated - from the lightning- flashed brightly when he entered. Harry couldn't help but feel as though everything was rather cliche.
"May I introduce our new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher," Dumbledore paused to give it a dramatic effect, "Professor Moody."
A wave of whispers, murmuring, muttering spread among the students once more at Dumbledore's announcement. It seems as though none of them expected to have Mad-eye Moody to be teaching them Defence. Amongst all the noise, Harry couldn't help but imagine that if Raviel was here, someone would be hurt; being a lycan has its advantages, and disadvantages. Most would say heightened senses were an advantage. But during a time like this, where sudden increase of noise input happened regularly, having heightened senses were a disadvantage. Many would be rather… irritated by the dramatic changes of sound levels. Being a vampire, of course also gave the ability of heightened sense, but unlike lycans, they had the ability to tone it down by focusing more on another sense. Werewolves do not have that ability simply because what is a wolf without superb hearing?
"As I was saying," Dumbledore continued after clearing his throat again for silence, "we are to have the honor of hosting a very exciting event over the coming months, an event which has not been held for over a century. It is my great pleasure to inform you that the Triwizard Tournament will be taking place at Hogwarts this year."
Harry was quite surprised that Hogwarts would allow such a tournament to persist. He had heard and read that the death toll was quite high, which was the reason why the schools had discontinued the competition. The Triwizard Tournament was first erected about seven hundred years ago between Hogwarts, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. A champion from each school would have to compete in three magical tasks.
After Dumbledore gave a brief history of the tournament, it was time to eat. Many students couldn't wait for the feast, Harry in particular was looking forward to it as he had heard many stories regarding its 'superb-ness'. When Harry sunk his teeth into the food, Harry couldn't help but agree with the books; the food was first-rate.
Once everyone was full and satisfied, Dumbledore dispersed everyone, dismissing all students to their dorms except for…
"Can the Mr Potters stay behind and come with me to my office?"
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The walk towards Dumbledore's office was spent in relative silence. Until …
"No need to worry, my boy, no one is in trouble here." Dumbledore assured Ethan, who was quite nervous as he didn't know the reason as to why he was being sent to the office. When Dumbledore sent to reassure him, Ethan visibly relaxed; his shoulders were no longer tensed.
Throughout the journey, Harry was left to ponder about matters; matters about his family. How is he supposed to act with Ethan? Harry knew that Ethan was his 'family', the same 'family' that abandoned him years ago just because of his blood and heritage. Harry thought about acting the same way in front of his 'family' to Ethan, but he knew he can't. Somewhere in him, he knew that Ethan was not part of abandonment, Harry believed that Ethan was innocent; it was not him that lead to the abandonment.
Soon, Harry was forced to halt his thoughts as they had arrived. Dumbledore muttered the password – some kind of sweet name- and lead the Potters up the staircase.
"Please, sit down. They should be arriving any moment now." Dumbledore welcomed the two.
As if on cue, two people tumbled out the fireplace; one female and the other male. The female had medium-length red hair that hung loose, and had bright green eyes. She wore a dress that clearly suggested that she had just came back from a prestigious dinner, and judging by the attire of the male, it was obvious that he was her date. The male had short, straggly black hair, and soft brown eyes. Some people would say, by looking at them, that they seem like the perfect couple, and probably were splendid parents. But Harry knew the truth, the real them, and knew they were not what they seem.
Those two were known as Lily and James Potter, but to Harry and Ethan, they would be called 'mother' and 'father'.
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To those confused, Harry is 14 years old and is entering fourth year. Azmaria is about 10 years old, and her relationship with Harry is more of a brother-sister relationship, so they care for each other very much, though not in a romantic sense.
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