Chapter 2

The 'hand' felt like it was yanking his heart out and left the rest of his body. With mounting dread Harry fought and twisted this way and that way but he felt like a rabbit in an eagle's clutch. The magic's grip tugged at him, with a final lurch and a spike of pain that left him seeing stars something gave away and he was whisked away in a black vortex just behind him. He saw his body fall as his soul was torn from his body. 'Well at least I am going to see them again' was Harry's last thought as he was sucked into the swirling void.

AU 2:

1st of September

"MUUM, are you sure dad is going to come pick us. I am going to miss the train if he forgot about having to drive us to the station" 11 yrs old Harry bellowed as he bounded down the stairs with his lightened trunk curtsey of his mother bouncing down the stairs after him. "I didn't forget alright. Merlin knows how many times you had been reminding me for the last month" James said as he entered the house. James helped Harry settle the school trunk into the back of the car and ushered Harry and his twin sister Rose and the 5yrs old little brother Rupert.

It didn't take long to get to the train station with the charmed car. After they crossed the barrier to platform 9 3/4, Lily started fussing over an embarrassed Harry and an excited Rose, brushing imaginary dust of their shoulders and telling them to behave and getting all teary eyed. Sirius being Sirius made a loud entrance and started mock crying about how he was going to miss his favourite godson and god-daughter which only got him a slap on the back of the head from Lily and rolls of eyes from the rest of the family. "Now since my dear godchildren are grown up and on their way to Hogwarts-" Sirius was cut off as Lily cleared her throat in warning. Sirius continued after glancing at her warily and adopting a stern face that didn't suite him at all "I want you to be good children and not to break rules 'too much'." mouthing the last part with the corner of his lips only to be slapped again on the back of his head. Sirius backed away from Lily clutching his head with a hurt expression on his face that resembled a wounded puppy.

As the last chime rang for students to board the train else they miss it, Harry and Rose waved their goodbyes to their crying mother and beaming proud father and godfather as they got aboard the train then separating off to find their friends. Three ours into the ride to the magic school, the sky darkened considerably and the train came to a rough halt with cold misery spreading through the train. As helplessness, fear and panic filled the air, Harry remembered the watch his father had given him with clear instruction to use the watch which was an emergency port-key should anything go wrong. He quickly got hold of his sister's hand and their 4 friends in the compartment and told them to touch the watch and said the activating phrase 'marauder's sanctuary'. The watch glowed blue, shuddered for a moment but nothing happened.

Death eaters had easily taken over the train and banging every compartment door seemingly to search for something or most likely someone. The door to their compartment burst open sowing a death eater with bits of blonde hair visible under the white mask he wears.

Harry stood in front of his sister and friends so as to shield them and fumbled for his wand but he wouldn't have stood a chance anyway. The blonde death eater didn't waste time stunning him and heaving him on his shoulder and walking away while signalling mission accomplished through the dark mark. Rose yelled for the death eater to let her brother go as she raced after them but all the death eaters apparated with a reverberating pop leaving behind a couple of dead aurors, the occasional prefect and panicked chickens err... I mean children.

Young Harry awoke in a dungeon. Gray walls surrounded him and the cold stone pressing uncomfortably against his back. Harry looked around with mounting fear; tears started streaming down his face as he remembered what happened. A beautiful woman walked in a smile on her face that only added to his fear. It was a cruel smile that stripped her of her beauty leaving her twisted and ugly.

"Good, ickle baby potter is awake. Master wants to see you" Bellatrix said in a horribly sweet sing song voice, "but first I have to teach you a tiny little lesson before we see the dark lord, Crucio". Harry's world exploded with pain as though hot red knives cutting through him everywhere to the bone, as though his bones were breaking over and over again. Someone was screaming a loud horrible scream and the woman was giggling with delight. The pain stopped abruptly and he whimpered. Harry's throat hurt and he realized he was the one screaming. The sight would have melted a heart of stone but Bella seemed to possess no heart as she giggled at his plight. The woman grabbed him by the scruff of his T-shirt and dragged him out past rooms and upstairs until they reached an ornate door with highly detailed snake designs that freaked him out. Just as Bellatrix was about to knock; a smooth voice drifted through the door granting them entrance.

Harry expected the dark lord to be in a damp dungeon with a dark room, blood everywhere and a freakish face. Harry had never expected an elaborate room with a cool throne like chair and the room wasn't dark and most surprising of all, the dark lord wasn't monstrous looking though he did look evil but he certainly didn't expect the dark lord to be handsome. If he didn't know better he wouldn't have thought that the wizard before him was evil. He was handsome though very pale and Harry wondered if he might be a vampire.

Lord Voldemort circled around him a curious look on his face as though Harry was a lab rat that people saw on TV. The dark lord ignored Bella who stood at one side looking at her master with reverence. After a while, the silence became uncomfortable with Harry shaking with fear looking at Lord Voldemort wondering what he was going to do to him. In a meek voice "Are you going to kill me?" Harry asked. Voldemort paused as though surprised by Harry's question then a cruel smile spread on his face that put the woman's to shame in its cruelty. "Yes yes but not yet. I want to see how Dumbledore would react. I want to make sure of some things first but until then you will be my most honoured guest." Voldemort adopted a kind face that somehow seemed cruel all the same "I will make sure they do not to torture you… too much or break your mind too soon. I still have use for you after all" Voldemort directed the last part at Bella in warning so that she wouldn't break the little kid. "Thank you my lord. I will make sure the fun doesn't get too far" Bellatrix whispered to her master. "Now get him to his room and make sure he is comfortable" Voldemort said with that cruel smile as though he was telling a joke. Harry started running for the door attempting to escape but an imperio got him in the back and he instead ran back to his cell.

A week later, curled into a ball so as to get warm in the cold dingy cell Harry felt something between his arm and chest. As he fumbled to get the thing off him he realized that it was his wand holster that his father bought him on his birthday. It has invisibility, notice-me-not and anti-disarm charms. It had always felt like a part of his hand and he thought that the death eaters had taken it that for the past week that he hadn't even bothered to check on his wand. Hope shining in his young heart; Harry checked the holster to see if the wand was still strapped. Harry got his wand out; warmth spreading through his body as he felt the warm wood between his fingers. He pointed his wand at the door and whispered 'Alohomora' but the door didn't click open and his hopes started sinking. He still has time though for the woman had just left him an hour ago and from experience, they wouldn't return until what he guessed to be next morning but he couldn't be sure. He knew a lot of unlocking spells curtsey of his uncle Sirius and he started going about through the unlocking spells he knew and settled on 'Dissero' and to his surprise and relief it worked. The click of the door as it opened seemed impossibly loud to him. He stood still fearing someone to notice that he was trying to escape. When he didn't hear shouts or the sound of someone coming onto him he opened the door cautiously and took a peek to see if anyone was about. Harry Walked up the stairs into the main floor of the large manor checking rooms as he passed them by with his heart beating wildly; he was about to close a door to a large room when he noticed floo powder above a fireplace. Fearing that his beating heart would give him away; Harry raced for the fireplace, grabbed a pinch and threw it into the fire, stepped into the green flames and shouted with a hoarse voice from all the screaming "Diagonalley". The last thing he saw as he was whisked away was the furious and panicked face of Lucius Malfoy as he bounded into the room.

Harry has always had problems travelling through the floo network but this time despite it being the most horrible floo travel he had ever went through, he would never have thought he would feel this much relief when flooing. Harry's relief was short lived though for he didn't recognize the dark and filthy shop he appeared in. It was dark but not so dark to hinder vision and had a foul smell about it. Harry raced for the door and into the unfamiliar alleyway pumping into hags and cloaked wizards and witches. Shouts and confusion broke through the alley as he ran with sheer panic looking left and right trying to get out of the hostile and unfamiliar street tears running down his cheeks and gasping for breath. Strong arms snatched him into an even darker alleyway. Harry opened his mouth to give out a surprised yelp only to have a hand on his mouth preventing him from screaming. Harry struggled and kicked against the assailant but it proved to be a futile attempt at escaping. He was too tired to fight anymore and not even panic could fuel him now. Harry was turned around to face the one who snatched him and stared into the deep brownish-golden eyes the word 'sleep' in a smooth voice echoing in his ears as darkness engulfed him.

It was dark as Harry opened his eyes but not enough to hinder his sight. The first thing he noticed was that he didn't hurt. He started looking at himself and reassuring himself that he was alright then looked around. He was in very large bed in a large room with what appeared to be a large balcony. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed movement. Twisting his head quickly to see who was coming at him, he saw a man who looked to be as old as his dad with the most striking brownish-golden eyes he has ever seen. He didn't know if the eyes were browner than gold or vice versa. Harry scooted away from the man, the lingering fear from being tortured by death eaters was still present gripping his heart and squeezing it with terror.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you child" the man said as he sat at the edge of the mattress looking at him with concern. There was a knock on the door and a beautiful woman entered after the man granted her entrance carrying a tray loaded with delicious food and settled it before him. Young Harry looked uncertainly between them then slowly started drinking the potion first as he was told; too relieved to be away from death eaters and too hungry to whine about disgusting potions then started eating with gusto. After he was done eating Harry asked "Who are you? Where am I? Can I go back to my parents now? Or go to school? Yeah, I have to go back to school".

"Hold on Hold on. First, I'm Erik and no, you can't send you back to your parents or to school now that I have found you. I can sense if a human can survive being turned into a vampire and if he will be able to control his… urges or master them. You see; a wizard every thousand years is born with the right magic so that when he is turned into a vampire upon adulthood he has the abilities of a vampire and can still use wizarding magic. A magical vampire whose magic will be more powerful and more potent as he won't need a wand to cast magic for the vampire's very blood will be the focus for his magic. There had been only two magical vampires in existence but the master vampires had abused them to their own purposes, wasted them on frivolous things not for the betterment of the whole vampire community" Erik said with passion. "Harry potter you have the potential to be a magical vampire loyal to me for I will be your sire and together we will do many things, great things. Vampires will no longer hide in the shadows of the night hunted until we are exterminated from wizard hunters to muggle hunters. They will come to fear us, they will come to respect us and you will be my right hand as I'm hailed as the greatest master vampire in existence" Erik continued.

Harry felt calm although he knew that he should be afraid but the panic didn't want to rear its head like panic was a rogue beast that have been tamed and controlled. Erik looked at him intently his eyes going all black and he felt that he couldn't break his gaze even if he wanted to. Erik then said with a seductive voice "You will not get out of the mansion; you will obey your trainers and do your best in training. This room going to be your room and I am going to be your family. You will not try to escape or communicate with anyone outside this mansion who is not a vampire. Go back to sleep for tomorrow you will begin your training"

Harry's eyes started drooping, dread stirring in his chest as he fought to stay awake but was incapable of doing so. Harry heard the door clicking shut as darkness engulfed him.