A/N:
Hello again! I already had this chapter written when i posted the first chapter, it just needed to be edited.
So here we go with chapter 2. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Harry Potter. Just my imagination.
Landing in what looked to be an entry hall to a lavish mansion, Harry clutched his stomach and doubled over groaning.
Crouching down and placing a hand upon Harry's back, Sable said, "Oh dear, I should have warned you. First time apparition is hard on everyone, but especially the young ones. And side-along apparition is doubly dreadful."
After a few minutes of Harry trying to keep what little breakfast he got down and Sable rubbing soothing circles on Harry's back, Harry moved to stand and spoke, "I'm fine now. Thank you for staying with me."
Helping Harry up, Sable replied, "It's no problem. I remember all too well my first time dealing with side-along apparition. Terribly unpleasant, it was."
"Yes, I'd have to agree with that. But, um, maybe we could get to that explanation now?" Harry asked.
"Ah, yes. I have a lot of explaining to do, don't I? But first let me welcome you to Dunmar manor." Sable said, throwing his arms out to the side with a flourish. "Now then, let's move to somewhere more comfortable and I'll get to explaining, shall we?"
Getting a nod in answer, Sable put his hand on Harry's shoulder and led him from the entry hall through beautifully decorated hallways, up an exquisite staircase, and into a study located on the second floor of the manor.
Large windows lined the wall behind the large, dark oak desk to let in plenty of light. Floor to ceiling bookshelves lined one wall and were filled to the brim. A large, black stone fireplace with snakes carved into the stone took up half a wall. In front of the fireplace, on top of the dark wood floor, was a silver, plush carpet on top of which sat two forest green wingback chairs with silver accents. All in all, it was a lovely room. One in which Harry himself would love to spend his time in.
Sable led Harry over to the chairs in front of the fireplace and they both took a seat. "Now then, I suppose the easiest way to do this is for you to ask questions and I'll answer, yes?"
Nodding, Harry thought for a minute and then asked, "What is apparition and how is it possible?"
Sable answered, "Apparition is possible only for witches and wizards like ourselves. We use our magic to transport us places that would otherwise take us a while to reach. It's one of the ways of wizard transportation."
"Witches? Wizards? I was always told magic doesn't exist!" Harry exclaimed.
"Yes, well, I figured that the muggles wouldn't tell you much of anything but hiding the fact you're a wizard from you? How dare they!" Sable said, shaking his head. "Anyway, a witch is a female magic user and a wizard is a male magic user. You and I would be wizards while your mother, for example, was a witch. And oh, magic surely exists. There's a whole world out there you've never known about and I'll take great joy in introducing you to it."
"Wait, what's a muggle?" Harry asked, tilting his head confused.
"A muggle is a non-magical person." Sable replied.
"I see." Harry hummed in concentration. "Could you tell me about how you do magic?"
"Certainly. For most wizards and witches magic is done using a wand or other focus." Sable said, pulling out the stick from earlier and showing it to Harry. "This is my wand. I used it earlier to cast an obliviate on your aunt. Obliviate is a spell that causes the person it's cast on to forget whichever memory or memories the caster wants. Spells are what wizards and witches use to cast magic."
"You said for most witches and wizards. Does that mean there's another way to cast magic?" Harry asked.
"You caught that, did you? Yes. There's such a thing as wandless magic. But it's dreadfully hard to learn and only the truly powerful can use it constantly as it exhausts your magic much quicker than using a wand. I myself am capable of using wandless magic quite a bit and I believe you will be too as both your parents were very powerful." Sable said.
"So it's not something all magical people can learn?" Harry asked.
"I wouldn't say that. Almost everyone with magic should be able to do at least small amounts of wandless magic if they try hard enough and start learning early enough in their lives. However, like I said before, using wandless magic constantly and for complicated spells is something only the very powerful can do as it takes a lot of magic." Sable said.
Harry considered that. He'd like very much to be able to cast spells wandlessly. Harry decided that he'd ask Sable to start teaching him as soon as possible. After all, it never hurts to be prepared and harry is sure that wandless casting would come in handy sometime.
"I, like you, am a first-generation pureblood born from a pureblood father and a muggleborn mother. Both of whom were very powerful. Leading to me being quite powerful, if I do say so myself. You were born from the same circumstance as me and I can tell you already have quite a bit more magic than your average six-year-old. For another example, my soulmate, Marvolo, is a halfblood, born from a pureblood mother and a muggle father. He is, currently, one of, if not the strongest wizard in the world and very, very capable at wandless magic."
"Pureblood? Halfblood? Muggleborn? Soulmate?"
"A pureblood is a witch or wizard who comes from a line of magical people. A halfblood is a witch or wizard with one magical parent and one muggle parent. And a muggleborn is a witch or wizard born from two muggle parents. Understand so far?" Getting a nod in return, Sable continued, "Soulmates are two people who share a bond of sorts between their souls. Depending on the strength of the bond, they can communicate telepathically, know where the other is at all times, and in some cases, where the bond is strong enough, if one soulmate dies, so does the other. However, that last one is only in the case of completed soul bond, which Marvolo and I don't have as it requires the soulmates to be intimate and as the last time I saw Marvolo I was thirteen, we haven't completed the bond. Not everyone has a soulmate, but usually the most magically powerful do."
"So I could have a soulmate?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Yes, I'd say you probably do." Sable replied with a small smile playing on his lips.
"Really? It would be nice if that were the case." Said Harry with a sigh.
"Yes it would. Now I have something I'd like to ask you Harry and you can take all the time you'd like to decide, ok?"
"Alright." Said Harry.
Clearing his throat and sitting up a bit straighter, Sable asked, "Right then, have you any idea what a blood adoption is?" Getting a negative head shake in return, Sable continued, "A blood adoption is when someone, in this case you, drinks a special potion with someone else's, in this case mine and Marvolo's, blood mixed in. After you drink the potion you would be related to both Marvolo and I by blood and we would be your fathers. That is if you would like to have the blood adoption done? I'll just say though, that once it's done, you would be legally my child and no one could take you from me and place you back with your relatives." Sable said, sneering at the word relatives.
Harry thought for a moment, his chest filled with hope that for once he could have a real family with people who truly care about him. He wanted this, he truly did. Sable had been nothing but kind and caring since they met and if he was honest with himself, which he tried to always be, he wanted to be able to call Sable his father. But first he had to make sure, "Are—are you sure you want me as a son?"
Sable, sensing Harry's hesitation and the reason for it, stood up and knelt in front of Harry's chair and took his hands in his. "I would be love to have you as a son and so would Marvolo. And we would be honored if you would accept us as your fathers."
Looking into Sable's eyes and seeing nothing but sincerity, Harry agreed, "Yes. I'd love to be your son."
Pulling Harry into a hug, Sable whispered into his ear, "Thank you."
Pulling back from the embrace, Harry saw nothing but joy on Sable's face. In awe that he could be the cause of that much happiness, Harry just sat there dumbfounded.
Chuckling, Sable picked Harry up and sat down in his chair only to place Harry in his lap. Running his hands through Harry's raven locks, he said, "I forgot to mention that your appearance and name will change with the blood adoption to better reflect mine and Marvolo's own. How much and to what I don't know as Magic herself decides."
"That's alright. It'd be nice to look like you and Marvolo. Speaking of which, you never told me his full name." Said Harry.
"Ah, yes. His name is Marvolo Slytherin. Many people call him the Dark Lord but to me he's just Marvolo."
"He's a lord?" Asked Harry.
"A Lord of magic, yes, chosen by Magic herself. But he's also a lord as Lord Slytherin of the Most Ancient and Noble house of Slytherin. I, myself, am Lord Dunmar of the Most Ancient and Noble house of Dunmar. And you will one day be Lord Potter of the Most Ancient and Noble house of Potter. However, with the blood adoption, if you so choose to, you will also inherit both mine and Marvolo's Lordships. Which would make you Lord Potter-Dunmar-Slytherin or some such combination." Said Sable.
"Hm." That was certainly a lot for Harry to take in. He was going to be a Lord and both of his soon to be fathers are Lords too. Marvolo was even chosen as a Lord by Magic herself! And while Harry's not entirely sure what that means, but it seems really important. His fathers are amazing! "So, when will I get to meet Marvolo?"
Wincing slightly, Sable held Harry just a bit tighter and sighed. "Well, that involves a long story. So, I guess I'll start with some background. In the wizarding world, there's two major powers. That of the Light wizards led by a man named Albus Dumbledore and that of the Dark wizards led by Marvolo. Dumbledore absolutely despises what he calls 'dark magic' and spread lies stating many nasty things about Marvolo and the dark wizards and creatures. Your parents were originally on the side of the light. However, in their 5th year at the wizarding school called Hogwarts they became disillusioned with Dumbledore after overhearing one of his ideas about how to further ostracize dark wizards. So, they met with a good friend of mine and Marvolo's, Lucius Malfoy. They asked him the about the dark sides ideals and he told them everything, with permission from Marvolo of course. After that they joined the dark wizards and became spies on the light side for Marvolo. Apparently, James and Lily both had an affinity for the dark arts but they joined the light side because of the lies Dumbledore spread. After a few years your parents were forced into hiding because of a fake prophecy Dumbledore made up. On the night of Halloween, 1981, Marvolo was visiting James and Lily at their home in Godric's Hollow where they were hiding out. I'm not entirely sure what happened as I was with the Malfoys that night, but I received a panicked telepathic message from Marvolo late in the night to stay away from Godric's Hollow, that Dumbledore had shown up. The next day the newspaper featured an article on the death of the Potters and how the Dark Lord had killed them and attempted to kill you. That scar on your forehead is said to be from the killing curse that 'Marvolo' hit you with." Sable rolled his eyes at that. "You're famous in the wizarding world for that, you know? The only person to survive the killing curse, Harry Potter. And apparently the curse rebounded and hit Marvolo and vanquished him. The only thing I know for sure is that, while Marvolo would never have killed your parents, his body was destroyed but his spirit is still alive. I can feel it. I just don't know when we'll be able to see each other again as I can't contact him via our telepathy. However, he did leave me a vial of his blood a few weeks before he disappeared to do with as I please. Which will enable us to use his blood in the blood adoption."
"So, does that mean that it was this Dumbledore person who killed my parents?" Harry asked with tears in his vivid green eyes.
"I believe so, yes. He was also the one who placed you with the Dursleys." Sable replied, gently wiping the tears from Harry's eyes.
"So I should stay away from Dumbledore then?" Asked Harry.
"That would be best but unfortunately Dumbledore is the headmaster of Hogwarts. So, when you turn 11 and it's time to go to school there it'll be very difficult for you to avoid him." Answered Sable.
"Oh." Harry clutched at Sable's shirt. He didn't like the idea of going to the school run by the possible murderer of his parents. He didn't want anything to do with this Dumbledore man. And he had been the one to place Harry with the Dursleys!
Sable, seeing Harry's distress, tried to reassure him, "Don't worry. A good friend of mine and Marvolo's works as the potions professor at Hogwarts. Plus, I'll introduce you to plenty of children who will be going with you. I'll even see if there's a way I could be in the castle more often than not. Maybe I'll see if there's a teaching position available starting that year. You won't be alone. I promise you that."
Calmer after hearing Sable speak, Harry asked shyly, "When will we be doing the blood adoption?"
"Well first, if you don't mind, I would like for us to have lunch as it's getting late and I assume you haven't eaten." Receiving a shy nod in return, Sable continued, "Then I would like to have Lucius and his wife Narcissa come over. Narcissa is one of the top healers in the world. I'd like to have her look you over and start you on any potions and anything else you'll need. Then the four of us can go to Gringotts, the wizard bank, and perform the blood adoption. I'd like to name Lucius and Narcissa your godparents if that's alright with you. What do you think?" Sable asked, looking Harry in the eye.
With a firm nod Harry said, "If you think that's best then I'm ok with it." And he really was, surprisingly. While he may not have met them yet, by the way Sable was speaking about them, Harry got the impression that Sable trusted them implicitly. And that was enough for Harry. Somehow in the last hour or so since they met Harry has grown to trust Sable completely. He wondered why, but then decided it didn't matter. Trusting Sable felt right and he always trusted his instincts. Harry was happy for once. Inexplicably happy.
Smiling slightly, Sable called out, "Milly!" A small creature with wrinkly skin and long ears popped into the room.
"What can Milly be doing for Master Sable?" The creature, Milly, asked.
"Could you start lunch for Master Harry and I please? We'll take it in the kitchen, thank you." Sable said.
"Milly be doing that for master right away." Milly said and disappeared with another pop.
Sable moved to stand with Harry in his arms. He said, "let's head to lunch then, shall we?" Getting a happy noise of confirmation in response, Sable started the walk towards the kitchen, explaining about house elves, and never once putting Harry down.