Harry James Potter stood in the kitchen of number 4 privet drive cooking so much food that it could feed a small army. Why you ask, well it is simple the fat fucks that the poor 7 year old is cooking for could out-eat a small army... and to prove it there was a small trophy above the fireplace... you know what now i feel bad for him. lets just skip breakfast and the images that come with me describing it... gross.

OK now we find young Harry cleaning the windows in the back of the house when the a loud thumping sound came from the front of the house. He started to make his way up to the front of the house when he saw the his older cousin Dudley Dursley beat him to it.
He opened the door to reveal a shirtless redheaded man covered in strange yet cool looking tattoos with a few chains wrapping around his body. Porker... I mean Dudley stared for a second before asking.

"Who are you and what do you want"
The man continued to stare at the fat child before he answered. "Who I am is none of your concerns, but I will tell you what I want. I am looking for one Harry James Potter who should be about 7 years of age."
Dudley looked at the man before foolishly saying "What do you want with that freak-"

As soon as the word freak came out of his mouth the man (Isaac) back handed him into the wall and hissed
"Don't you dare call the young heir that"

Harry was frozen, this man had just backhanded Dudley across the fall for calling him a freak and called him the young air or something like that.
The rumbles of Dudley slamming into the wall had attracted Vernon and his wife to come and investigate, he rounded the corner (The same corner that Harry was behind) pushing Harry down to the floor in-front of the man and saw his son slumped to the floor and yelled

"What have you done to my son" yelled Vernon, causing the fat on his three chins to shake.
'damn did I just walk into a school of whales' thought Isaac as he stood staring once again. Vernon already mad at this... this freak attacking his son was pissed now that the man didn't answer.

"Hey you freak you will listen when I-" started Vernon but was stopped by a heated glare from the man whom now he realised that had dark pinkish eyes.
"I was here looking for Harry Potter, but when that thing-" he said pointing at Dudley who had his horse like mother tending to him. "-Called him-" he said pointing to Harry who was now off the floor. And yes he saw Vernon push Harry down. "-a freak when he is the most normal looking one out of all of you"
"Now see here you will not come into my house and call us UN-normal when there are freaks like him-" Harry was once again pointed at. "-and you, and if it weren't for that whorish mother of his we wouldn't have to deal with him"

These words did four things.
One- Made Harry start to cry
Two- Pissed Issac off for calling him a freak
Three- infuriated Issac for making his lords heir cry.
Four- make Vernon get a smug look.

After the fourth thing Issac, faster than they could see slammed his fist into Vernon's face braking his nose and knocking three or four teeth. Issac then proceeded to grab him by the collar and throw him into the wall. Vernon's already bloody face crashed into the wall, denting it and started to slide down. well it would have if Issac didn't start stomping the fuck out of his back breaking his ribs and back while yelling.
"You-(Stomp) Mother fucking (Stomp) piece of shit (Stomp) don't you ever (Stomp) speak of (Stomp) harry or (Stomp) his mother (Stomp) like that (Stomp) I'll (Stomp) fucking kill (Stomp) you"

Meanwhile Dudley and his mother where both out like lights. Dudley form the overcharged pimp slap and his mother from shock.
Harry however stood grinning evilly (as evil a seven year old can be) as he watched his uncle be beaten. He long since realised that this strange man meant him no harm from what he could see.

After ten minutes Issac noticed that Vernon had long since left them to the world of unconsciousness and stopped stomping him. standing on top of Vernon Issac noticed the evil look on Harry's face and twitched. 'I've only seen a look like that on lord Dracula once and what he did was burned into my memory forever.'

"Ah... Hi" started Harry when he noticed that the man was looking at him.
"Hello... ah I'm Issac and well this might be a wee bit hard to believe and understand but..."

Issac explained everything to harry. that he was Dracula's heir, that he was a wizard,a vampire, and most likely a Devil forge-master since he was of Dracula's blood he would be twice as good at it seeing as Isaac received his power as a reward from his lord. He also told harry about Castle Dracula, and how they could bring Dracula back if he were to help.
Harry quickly agreed hopeful that he would now have a real family that would treat him better than the fools laying out cold on the floor.

"OK Harry now take me hand and I will transport us to the castle" Harry grabbed Issac's hand without a second thought and in a flash of red disappeared from the place that he never truly called home.

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At Hogwarts,

Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, school of witchcraft and wizardary, sat at his desk reading a news paper drinking tea and eating from a large bowl of lemon drops when a small alarm went off. quickly he checked it and paled, it was the one he put on number 4 privet drive, six years ago.
He hurriedly called for Minerva McGonagall.

The door to his office soon slammed open and professor McGonagall walked in "What's wrong Albus" she asked
"It's Harry" he said quickly.
"Harry Potter... what's wrong with him" she asked.
"He's disappeared"

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Castle Dracula

"... LET OUR LORD ARISE" yelled Zead as he held his arms up high.
Bright flashing lights intensified in till the room was engulfed in an unholy light and then a cracking sound followed by a loud explosion.
The light disappeared and soon Harry found himself able to see. There standing in all his unholy glory was Dracula himself.
His skin was white as snow as was his long curly hair which seemed to stop just past his shoulders. His ears pointed and seemed to hold his hair back. he had a short beard and a mustache which seemed to be a little darker shade of white. he wore a black and gold vest that traveled down past his hips, he used a blood red belt to hold his vest together, a pair of vary dark blue borderline black pants, and shiny black boots that cut off just before coming close to his knee. Over the vest he wore a black overcoat that went down to just above his ankles and a black cape that was held together by a golden rope.

His eyes looked around and landed on Harry who in turn held his breath at seeing the slitted yellow eyes.
Then he spoke, It didn't sound cold of scary but more... warm and nice

"Hello Harry it is nice to see you in person and meet face to face"

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To those who have reveiwed,

Thank you, (What its simple as that did you really think i would launch into song thanking you for reading my story and reviewing)
Oh and to MittknightDr who asked 'can i not make Harry so... horny'
This is my answer, Vampires are creachers of lust... simple as that its said that dracula had a harem of five and wouldnt hesatate to pimp slap one if they got out of line and messed up one of his plans.

Oh one last thing, send me a list of spells that they learn in hogwarts and some one that you've created, i would love to use them and would give you credit at the end of the chapter plz

I'm out mutha fukers