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Chapter 3

-Love of Legend-

Harry woke up feeling comfortably warm. It was strange, because at the Dursleys he was either freezing cold or too hot. With a start he remembered that he left his relatives, no they were not his relatives, and everything that happened after that. Still, it didn't explain the strange feeling. He tried to concentrate a bit, his mind still foggy. Arms. There were arms around him, one under his head and the other on his waist. He was pressed back to chest with someone, but he didn't remember falling asleep much less not alone.

He struggled to turn around, as the arm on his hips tightened his hold. His eyes widened as he took in Leo's asleep profile. Yesterday he was able to see different aspects of this man. His outgoing side as he arrived, he caring attitude when he tented his wounds, his readiness to help when he saw Harry in need, his fierce nature when he heard what happened to him in the past years, the protective instincts towards him. And now as he looked at his relaxed face he couldn't help to think of what it would be like to be loved by someone like him. But he could not think like that. There was no way in hell a person as beautiful as Leo would ever fall in love with a screwed up boy like him.

"As cute as you are when you're lost in thought, I'd rather be it something happy." Leo's sleepy, if not husky, voice interrupted him. He was looking down at him pleased that Harry's head was still lying on his shoulder, it mean that the boy was not too uncomfortable at waking up in bed with him. "What are you thinking about?" he asked nuzzling his nose in the messy brown, nearly black hair of the younger wizard.

Harry blushed at the intimate gesture "I.. nothing" he managed to stutter.

"Don't insult my intelligence, Emerald. A simple "I don't wanna talk about it" would suffice"

"I'm sorry" he said afraid of having offended Leo.

He could feel that the man sighed as his chest raised under his hand. 'Thank god, he's fully clothed. It would have been so embarrassing otherwise' he thought.

"I'm not angry at you. I just don't like lies. So you can omit all you like, but don't lie to me ok?" he stated squeezing the lithe waist under his arm.

"Ok, I promise." he said "just.. don't lie to me either" added hiding hid face in the crook of the man's neck.

"Sounds fair" he noticed that Harry's features were already changing a bit, nothing too evident but for him, who studied the boy quite well the day before, it was.

He closed his eyes, still sleepy. Before they knew, both of them were sleeping again.

When Harry woke up the second time he was alone in bed. He sat up slowly not sure of what to do. Wait here for Leo to come back or go back to his room? He bit his lip trying to decide.

"Hey, none of that. You'll make it bleed" Leo's warm voice carried on from the door. "We missed dinner, so I went to raid the kitchens." the tray was full of delicious foods.

He served himself some pancakes, while Leo went for toast and eggs. He almost couldn't believe there was coffee too, at Hogwarts you could have only pumpkin juice, it wasn't bad but he would have preferred milk as a kid or coffee later on.

"So, do you have any plans for today?" asked Leo after breakfast.

"No, I don't think so. I mean, I'm trying to lay low.. I don't want Dumbledore to find me." still, he didn't want to be cooped up at the inn.

"How about we go shopping?" proposed the raven haired man "if you're a Lord, you need to look the part after all." added with a grin.

He was right. And he wanted to get rid of Dudley's cast offs. So he went back to his room to have a shower and change.

Hedwig was waiting for him with some letter tied to her leg. He went to see from who they were. The first one was from Hermione. He wasn't sure he wanted to read it, cause he feared that in the end she and Ron were not his real friends. He sighed and opened the parchment.

Dear Harry,

Professor Dumbledore said we should leave you alone because you need to deal with what happened to Cedric. It isn't your fault. Also, you can't leave the house, it too dangerous. Do as the headmaster says. Have you already started on your homework? You should.

Love, Hermione

Here it was again. Her complete faith on rules and authority figures. She would do anything if a professor or the headmaster told her it was right. Even befriend him and spy on him maybe. It hurt to think about it. He threw the paper n the waste bin and took a second letter. Ron. Just great. After the way he treated him at the start of the year he wasn't sure he wanted him around. He already knew Ron, being the sixth son, was tired of being in the shadows of this older brothers, and was quite jealous. But there was a limit, and Ron surpassed it widely.

Hey mate,

Guess what? We're all together in some place, Hermione too. Can't tell you much about it. Dumbledore's orders. How are the muggles treating you? Don't worry you'll be here too in a couple of weeks. Don't' write back.

What a prat. He was just boasting about knowing something he did not. It went with the other letter. The third was from Dumbledore telling him not to set foot outside the blood wards. He didn't even read the rest, he would not let the old man rule his life a second longer.

The last letter was from Gringotts, asking for a meeting in the afternoon at 2 o'clock. 'Already? I'll have to tell Leo'. He quickly got a shower and changed some clean clothes.

Leo was waiting for him in the corridor and together they went downstairs.

"Hey, I already informed Vlad, the owner, I'm leaving. Now how about we put a glamour on you? So you can do shopping in peace" with a flick of his wand Harry became a blond with spiky hairs, blue eyes and tanned complexion.

"Um, I have a meeting at the bank later, don't know why.." said Harry while descending the stairs.

"You want me to come?" "Yes, if you want that is"

Soon they found themselves outside in Knockturn Alley. Their first stop was the trunk shop. The one Harry had was slowly falling apart and in Leo's opinion too small.

"Good morning. What can I help you with?" Harry looked at Leo, not knowing exactly what to ask for.

"We're looking for a trunk for my friend" the raven haired man said with a commanding voice "a multi compartment one. The first and second normal sized for his school things and clothes. The third a bedroom with walk in closet, bathroom and living room with connected floo. The fourth a library and a room to store potions and other artifacts. The fifth a training room, make it resistant to powerful spells. Add other two compartments as wide as the fifth. I want blood and password protections on it. What kind of dragon hides do you deal with?" Harry was shocked. All those things in his trunk?

"Every kind sir. If I may, Hungarian Horntail is the best."

"Very well, I will come back for it in two hours" they exited the shop while the shop keeper hurried to work.

The next stop was a clothing store near the inn, it looked expensive. There Leo took the lead too, ordering for him several acromantula silk robes for the summer in red, green, black, blue, gray and silver; three formal robes, also silk, in black with silver trimmings, green with silver trimmings, and red with gold trimmings. Same with the winter robes in velvet, both with several kind of charms for protection, heat, cold, self cleaning and the like. They ordered then several pair of trousers mostly in black, and button up shirts, a suit, dragon hide boots, elegant shoes, socks and underwear. It took nearly two hours because Leo wanted to be sure that the clothes would fit him even after his birthday, in case of big changes, and if he filled out a bit. Harry was already exhausted but he needed muggle clothes too later. Everything they ordered was to be delivered to his room at the inn in the evening, or tomorrow at most.

After they collected the trunk and brought a dragon hide shoulder bag for Harry. Walking in Diagon Alley they decided to stop at Florean Fortesque for an ice cream.

"I don't know anything about you" realized Harry. They were sitting outside eating their ice creams.

"You're right.." after performing a silencing bubble charm around the table, so they wouldn't be heard he decided to tell something about him "well.. My name is Kieran Leo Black, I'm 17 and I've lived in the USA for most of my life.."

"Wait, Black?" interrupted Harry

"Yes. I'm an orphan. My mother Stella Corvus died of childbirth, while my father Lord Regulus Black died when I was one. They were very young you know, only 17 and 18. So, yeah.. your godfather is my uncle." he smiled sadly.

"I'm sorry" whispered Harry looking down. Leo's hand found his own and squeezed softly.

"It's ok. Anyway my father took me to a relative in America, before he was killed. I grew up with my Aunt Cassiopea Black, strict woman, she's famous for her Black Book, a huge tome full of blackmail material on almost everyone." he grinned at the thought "At thirteen I became Lord of the Most Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. I attend a magical academy that is not very known for his students are under oath not to openly talk about it. It's an invitation only school, if you're powerful enough you're in otherwise you don't exist to them but on the bright side they accept any kind of creature too." Harry seemed fascinated about it so he decided to tell him a bit more "We study a lot of magic that it's not even known here, and how to properly fight with and without weapons, and a lot of different languages. I could teach you a bit maybe, you still need to learn politics, financial management, etiquette and at least two languages for the lord thing"

"You really would teach me? That would be fantastic!" exclaimed happily "I already know that I have a lot of things to learn to be a Lord, and not only that. The curriculum at Hogwarts is.. is ridiculous, but still, I couldn't learn even that cause I was always in some kind of trouble or Ron would distract me. Maybe I should look for some books.." he finished furrowing his brow.

"I'm sure there are a lot of books in the Potter vaults, I can lend you some of the Blacks and we can buy some other." Leo assured him. "Now we should go, it's nearly time for your meeting and if there is something the goblins appreciate is punctuality."

At the bank they were taken to Ragnok's office immediately. As soon as they passed his doors Harry's glamour fell, showing his normal self.

"Greetings, Lord Black, Lord Potter." the goblin leader walked around his desk to shake their hands.

"Greetings, Lord Ragnok, may your gold flow and your enemies fall" replied Leo.

"The reason I called you here Harry is because there are some problems with the Potter accounts. Several withdraws have been made since that Halloween, for your relatives to take care of you in theory. But while some of it went to the Dursley, most went to Dumbledore's vault and to a Phoenix vault. Just by looking at you I can say that those muggles didn't take proper care of you, much less spent money for you, so I already ordered to take back till the last sickle they received all those years. As for Dumbledore, he was able to take only money since the vault didn't grant him access, but he took quite a lot. We are going to empty those vaults as soon as you give us the okay"

Harry could not believe his ears. The Dursley who always complained of having to feed him, cloth him and else were being paid to take him in! Or maybe to treat him badly…

And Dumbledore. Not only manipulated his life for years, but he stole from him.

Seeing that he was still shocked, Leo spoke. "What is of the goblin who helped this?"

"We killed him of course. He was a shame of our race" Ragnok voice was as hard as steel as he spoke of that.

"Good. Speaking of else. I'm going to teach Harry all he need to know to be a Lord in the following weeks. Would it be possible to have the files of the Potter business, as well as the family tree and a list of what is stored in his vaults?"

"Of course. These are the business files and holdings" he said passing several stacks of papers-these are a list of his properties and descriptions, these are all the items stored in the vaults you just need to tap one with your wand and it will delivered to you by one of our elves, and I'll have the family tree be delivered as soon as possible.-

"Could we take off the bindings on my magical core right now?" Harry asked suddenly.

"Yes of course. As I told you before it will hurt though" Ragnok was not sure if he wanted this boy to suffer.

"Not a problem. I want them gone." he replied in a monotone voice.

"Very well. Wait here please." the goblin went outside to talk with a subordinate and came back with several potion vials.

He explained that Harry was to drink a vial, he would perform a chant to destroy one of the bindings and so on. The process was long and painful, but it could not be done otherwise, the risk of his magic killing him if released all in once was too great.

It took three hours to complete everything. A normal person would have screamed from the first chant, but Harry resisted, only whimpering, until the fifth releasing. Leo kept him in his arms all the time, whispering shooting nonsense in his ear and caressing his hair.

Now he felt exhausted, his throat was burning and his whole body felt sore. They gave him a pain reliving potion but it wasn't working very well, so a goblin healer was called in. He was given a full medical examination, and found severely underfed and several bones were not healed right so they gave him nourishing potions to take for a month and a bit of some potion for his bones. These would help him fill out a bit and maybe grew an inch or two. His eyesight was horrid according to the healer so that was fixed too, and hurt quite a bit, but he could see even the dust particles after. As for why he was still in pain, it was because his body was not used to so much magic and was still trying to adjust, so he just had to rest and avoid doing magic if he didn't want to make something explode. After making an appointment to see Ragnok the day of his birthday they went back at the inn. Well, it was more like Leo dragged him outside of the bank and then apparated them away.

They found themselves back in Harry's room. He felt sick, but managed not to puke taking deep breaths. Then Leo helped him out of his clothes, and since he was covered in sweat he cleaned him with a wet cloth before telling him to lay down and rest. Instead of going away, Leo took a seat beside the bed.

"How are you feeling Emerald?" he asked keeping his voice low.

"Better. But I don't want to sleep" he complained.

"Fine. We can talk for a bit but then you really need to sleep. It will help your body heal faster."

He nodded. "Why Leo? You don't like your first name?" asked Harry curious.

"Nope. I like it, but my friends consider it more a nickname for some reasons and it stuck. And I wanted to lay low here in England, Dumbledore thinks I'm dead, and Kieran is an unusual name." he explained.

"What reasons?" Leo didn't mind the questions.

"Well, they would say I'm a lion at heart. Not in the Gryffindor way. More in the "king of the school" kind, they look at me as a leader and.. I'm the strongest of them even if a bit lazy at times.- he grinned "and I have a lion animagus form."

"Wow! I'd like to be an animagus. Do you think I could do it?"

"Sure. You're more than powerful enough and after I teach you occlumency you'll do it in no time" he was more than confident in the young wizard abilities.

"Um.. can I.. I mean.. can I call you Kieran?" Harry asked blushing. Leo called him Emerald, it was not his name but it was nice. He wanted to call him something different too, so since everybody called him Leo.. he could call him Key maybe..

Leo listened to the explanation Harry made, probably without noticing he was talking aloud, and smiled. "I would like it very much if you called me Kieran, or Key." the boy blushed a bit more "but now you really have to sleep" added and then gave the boy a peck on the cheek before getting up to go to sleep himself.

A little hand on his wrist stopped him. He turned around to see Harry, face hidden by the hair.

"What is it, little one?" concerned he didn't feel as good as he said.

"Stay with me?" he asked in a little voice, afraid of being a burden and being rejected. He really liked Kieran, but he should not act on it. It was stupid. He was just going to get hurt. He reacted his hand, hoping that maybe he talked too low for Key to hear.

His hand was then circled by a larger and warmer one. "I'd love to stay" and with that Key went to lay behind the boy spooning him. He gave him another kiss on top of his head "Good night, my Emerald" whispered.

" 'night Key" he smiled seeing Harry falling asleep in his arms like it was the most normal thing in this world.

"Did you hear Gred?" "Sure Forge, and I don't like it one bit"

Two identical wizards were facing each other and thinking of what they just found out.

"How can they use him like that? He's the most loyal and caring boy we've met" said the first one.

"I know. We'll stay at his side" continued the other.

"Gather information"

"And allies"

"and we'll follow him"

"Whatever he decide to do" finished together. The Order of the Phoenix didn't know what was going to hit them. Fred and George Weasley made their personal mission to find everything useful, from information to books. Also talking with Sirius and Remus and found out they were on the same side and made plans. Other than that, the two marauders and the twins enjoyed themselves pranking order members without mercy.

The first was Kingsley, the man was just too irritating. So one day during dinner he found himself sprouting feathers and doing some kind of chicken dance. Then it was Mundungus, the little shit thought he could steal from Sirius' home, so he was transfigured to look like a rag and was used by Mrs Weasley to clean most of the first and second floors. He didn't try to steal anymore from that house.

They couldn't wait for Harry to arrive and join in the mischief.

Far away from London, Lord Voldemort was standing in an empty field. Thanks to Severus, his looks were now restored. Something with the potion went wrong but he didn't know what. Pettigrew did everything right, he was there to see. The only mistake could have been the blood of the enemy forcibly taken. But the Potter brat was his enemy, and he sure didn't look so willing to be part of a ritual to resurrect him. He could feel a headache coming if he didn't stop thinking about it. The important thing was that now he looked like his human self. He was quite tall, standing at six feet, his messy black hair had a bit of grey at the temples; his features were aristocratic again, his eyes were still red but it didn't matter. His body was muscular and lean, he prided himself in staying in shape after all. All in all he didn't look a day older than forty.

Now as he stood there he was faced with some of his worst memories. The last time he went there was nearly fifteen years ago. It was when the bloody chickens killed his Selena, and destroyed his life.

Taking a deep breath he stepped forward and sliced his hand letting the blood fall to the ground. A moment after a great castle appeared in the empty field. Slytherin Manor. His home after Hogwarts for so many years. There were so many memories of his love he would have to face inside.

Beckoning his familiar to him he made his way to the doors.