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Inheriting One\'s Enemy	By : SlyPhenix Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 30769 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Prologue!
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                                                                He Marks Him his Equal.
This tale of harry potter starts back in the chamber of secrets thou, nothing truly changed then. The fact is thou, one small difference happened to the boy who lived, one change that was not expected. The change thou would rock the wizarding world, and change the very path of many lives. You see, the tears of Fawkes, the loyal Phoenix did not cure, the venom, instead it made it neutralized, and become part of Harry’s very blood, his blood now getting a dose of venom and tears.. pure death and life.
As a Parsel mouth, he already had a resistance to the venom no one else at the school did, the same as he did the gaze of the beast. This venom unable to hurt the boy with the mixture of tears in his blood, thou sat in his blood eating away at something harry did not even know he had for the next year, something which would change the very boys life and how he lived it. Weakening I till the first true magical battle he had with He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named .Changed the Very nature of the object and gave harry a very powerful tool in his fight against the Dark lord, and made harry a more confident and happier person.
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Harry awoke from yet another dream, this one as strange as the last. Sometimes he had nightmares of Cedric, thou more frightening was his dreams of people and magic’s he never knew, or shouldn’t be able to do. Or dreams of people he knew, such as Snape, or peter. But so much younger or in darker lights... He just put this Up to the horrors’ of the graveyard he just been in. The real reason he woke was the Headache. It pulsed like a knife inside his head never resting or stopping. Even thou it been a week since he came home.
The headache he had since his duel with Voldermort still burned deep in his forehead and through his head. As if parts of his brain were on fire, it was as if something inside him was slowly changing. He had tried owling everyone he knew, but no one from his best mates to his professor’s would answer him. Feeling alone he looked out the window of the room he lived with his family.   Glasses the famous round one’s he always wore and mentioned in the stories of his fandom around wizarding England. And a pair of Loose sleeping pants, the boy absently rubbed up and over his aching scar as he snuck out, not noticing the black fluid on his fingertips
Being careful not to wake the others in the house, he went to get water from the bathroom. The light flicked on, and a blink first as he looked at his hand and saw the black wet like tar on his fingers. His eyes would snap to the mirror and noticed the scar was an angry red for the first time in years, and seemed to be Black in the middle of the zig -zagged shape from the curse only he had survived. He slides a finger up and rubbed the soft ooze which slide down from it... Little did he knew the real reason the scar hurt, or the fact of why he was feeling actually a lot better than he had in years outside the headache, it was as if his brain was burning up inside his very head.    He took some aspirin and then went back to bed hoping the pain would subside with another few hours of sleep.
He woke to the normal Bellow of the whale of his uncle, as he clenched his eyes shot, the door being banged on as he heard the huge man demand he come out and feed him and his family, Harry rolled over and waved a hand, a silent spell cast without a wand, not he even knew he did it. Charming the door to not make a sound, and to be unable to open. Before he passed back out for the rest of the day with a groan. Hours passed and harry woke, feeling Fantastic.
This was the best he had felt in years, if ever. He did not even realizing the amazing feat magic he had done, or the fact he had slept all day. The headache Now gone, he went to the bathroom to wash up and prepare the breakfast for the horrible family so as to avoid their childlike behavior, he was walking on sunshine, he never had felt this good before, it was as if a weight been pulled off his shoulders now and he could finally breath.
Coming down dressed in his loose baggy clothes he noticed the purple face of his uncle first, as he growled at him and stood from the couch even as his horse faced aunt glared at him.” Boy! You come back from that school and expect to be lazy all day? To forget your chores for the hardships we have taken for taking you in?” the huge oaf growled at the small teen, Harry just blinked at the man “All day? I was just coming to cook breakfast” he replied even as the huge man growled deeply” It’s damn near dinner you little shit, get your bloody ass in the kitchen!” the man lifting a vase and through it at the boy.
Only Seeker level reflexes, and dueling skills allowed him to dodge the vase as he went into the kitchen, he himself was starving so he agreed to cook as he himself needed the Food. He grumbled thinking about the incident. Even as he began the stove and started cutting the vegetables, the strangest thing passed through his Mind. Spells and curses he never had heard of, or taught before in his life. A Blink given as he looked down at the knife in his hand... pausing as he seemed to remember learning these spells, years beyond his own... or creating them. He blinked again... creating them? He shook his head and went back to cooking... thinking the headache had left him out of it... and the day continued as normal
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The Heat, it was unbearable, thank god he thou could get outside without the rest of his family following him, this gave him time to think and understand slowly what was happening to him, something that he decided to keep secret for now, from everyone if they ever answered him. They would not believe his changes, and understand it. Over the last two months for some reason, he now was remembering the life of tom riddle up to the point where he went to kill the boy. The memories scattered and still being pierced together were like fragments of a book in a storm in his mind, sometimes he would get some info or knowledge he would not have. But it always ended with his famous surviving of the curse, the very act which gave him his famous scar, a scar which hurt less this summer even if it still gave him the same sensations from time to time. He was trying to figure out how and why still, thou he had the memories and some the skills of the darkest and one most powerful wizards alive, even if in pieces.
He was still just a young boy dealing with this and they were not all clear yet but becoming clearer as time passed. A few amazing things had happened with this change. One he felt better. Sure, he was still upset over Cedric, but he realized he did more for the boy then many would have asked. He brought his body home, and fought Voldermort to a standstill over the body. He felt betrayed from his friends, but it was as if his emotions and Mind were clearer, and not being weighed down. And from what he gathered his mind was sharper and more organized, while he may be No Miss Granger, it felt as if he was at least closer to her then he had been before and the memories were helping easily.
He also began to Look healthier, thou that came from Being outside more and his age he figured, He been outside almost every day dealing with gardening or walks so he did not have to listen to the lazy family of his, or the thoughts inside his head. He wished he could have a distraction from the darker thoughts and impulses which come with the new piece of him. or some help from his friends. But... no Post had come at all this summer so he just walked and tried to understand even as his body filled out t that more a young man entering his prime then a mal-nutrition boy. He grew a few inches taller as well as a lot heavier as all boys do over summer
He had not heard from Hermione or Ronald once this summer since he left the school. He needed them now, their friendship, her brains and Ron’s trust, a snort at that thought about his best mate. He still loved the boy like a brother, but they were going have a talk about friendship next time Harry got ahold of the lad. He thou smiled, at the clearer mind that he been having so recently, knowing soon enough he would understand
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A few weeks went by, and when he wasn’t trying to sort this new knowledge or understand why he felt better, more potent and charismatic, He been checking the old trash bins looking for news on the Dark lord’s return, or any good reason his friends and teachers would be leaving harry so in the dark about his own world when he heard “Oh Cedric, Cedric... I’m so sorry” was called out as harry spun and turned to face his cousin and his gang of monstrous boys, Harry avoided the fat whale of a boy as much he could when out. But it seemed he would hunt down harry and find the boy, Dudley had stopped bullying harry when alone now, as the physical changes had harry become not as much an easy target, Dudley being like most cowards would not face someone who was not an easy target.
“ Oh I see Dudley, coming to confess your love for another man” Harry grinned and shot a brow up, even as Dudley turned the same purple as his father would have in anger, the gang realizing their boss was about go off, thrilled and leaned closer.. None them saw harry sneak closer and press something he had hidden under his forearm and hand to Dudley’s side...” get rid of them Dudley. This is between Us.” He growled... and the boy blinked realized the tip of the wand at his belly
“Scram guys…” the group began to protest. But they were ordered off by the biggest bully even as his eyes stayed on the tall lanky boy... as the group left, a cold began fill in the air... Harry’s hair stood on end even as the cold air began fills the area just they were now in... A deep glare still at the boy.” You and your friends will leave me alone Dudley... or I May be tempted... To test my newer spells out on you...” Bluffing, he knew Dudley been scared of magic since he had a tail when harry was elven.
Then Harry saw them, the reason for the cold that made their breaths stand out. The Dementors, as they slowly crept closer. Noticing them out the corner of his eye, he growled softly... then a thought occurred to him, a dark thought Dudley could not see them. .” Feel my power chilling your bones Dudley.” He asked as he tiled his head.
He could just let them have the boy, and no one would know. Sure the boy’s parents would blame him... but. No one would believe him. He blinked as he glared at the boy almost tempted. He shook his head clean, of these thoughts. He had begun get darker thoughts with the addition of the memories, and still was dealing with controlling them... His eyes slide back to boy...” Are we clear?” he asked with a soft growl.
And then he flicked his hand and stepped back. “ Expecto.. Patronum!” He called out as the white deer exploded from his wand tip and ran to and through Dudley, causing the boy to stumble and look at his cousin wide eyed, not realizing harry had just saved the boy’s life. He nodded vigorously as he looked at his smaller cousin. ” Let... that be a warning, am I clear?” He said and slides the wand back into his pocket watching Dudley who shook in his pants as well as messing in them... and nodded again.” Yes Harry...” Harry chuckled and walked home... Little did he know this was a first of many changes, and a more confident self, He thou did not notice Mrs. Fig blinking, and then shaking her head, She would have a lot to tell Dumbledore it would seem as this was not the harry she had seen recently.
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The Owls, they came and came. Finally after weeks of no contact the owls seemed to come too much. Even as they came expelling him from the school, as well as the warnings not to give his wand to anyone. Dudley never told his parents, scared shitless now, of what he presumed been an attack, so they left harry more... in their version of peace then they may have. Two days had passed when harry started to dig through and search these memories, without Dudley’s constant threats when they were home, harry spent days in his room looking over the knowledge in his head to the best his knowledge. He realized the letters’ were a ploy and a trap and he get off fine. So he did not worry. His New insight into magic as well many things even amazed himself.
With realization that he truly was not in trouble. He went back to the project he been Instead he was working for the last few weeks. Working on organizing his mind the way the memories told him to. With legilimency. He realized the reason Voldermort and Dumbledore both had mastered the skill, or anyone worth their salt in magic truly was not what everyone thought. True it allowed you to read others, as well as control them if you’re skilled enough. But the most useful skill at least to harry now was to organize and control your own mind and emotions better. Allowing one to master them before they would master another. So he had spent his quiet time slowly absorbing the mind of the dark lord and realizing what had happened to him.
He also came to realize a few more things. One, he was an heir to a noble house and could be emancipated which would help a lot with his plans over the next few years, two. He was under nourished and weaker than most, even with how health he become he still could become a lot fitter, and three. He would need to keep the changes subtle, and slow. Not that he planned on becoming the next dark lord or even a lord like Dumbledore, but he realized that he would need time to slowly make his actions happen, for his mind and body to adjust to the changes. Not thou he even understood why of what happened, just truly what had fully.
First things first thou, the boy stood and breathed slowly in and out. He been going over this act in his mind for the last four days, he stood breathing slowly as he checked how to do this over again in his mind. He needed to go get his ring and some things to help himself. So He wrapped the cloak of his family’s over his shoulders and pulled the hood up turning himself invisible. He breathed out and Popping out of existence in the bedroom and appearing in front of Gringort’s the bank. He steadied himself and blinked as he realized how far he just apparated, he had just meant to get to outside diagon alley, to the pub that hide it. Not this deep into its belly.
He breathed slowly in and out and looked side to side, checking to make sure no one was watching him and the cloak had not ridden up in the Landing. He then slowly made his way into the bank as he shook his head. He knew this was risky, goblins were tricky things. And paranoid but they also would understand him sneaking in. He lowered the hood as soon as he stepped in to show peaceful intentions, But they may even hurt him for stepping in hidden to begin with. But he needed the ring and the funds.
He moved slowly to the teller and was curt but polite, goblin’s respect power but needed manners all the same...” Hello, and pardon me. Can I speak to the account manager of the Potter family “He said softly but firmly? The goblin behind the desk blinked at the boy who Used manners, even as the rest of the bank ignored him, he had been careful to try not draw attention to himself... “ And you are? Do you have your Key?” The short creature would ask back at the audacity of this boy coming and demanding things of him... even if he used manners.
Harry shook his head and chuckles “ Yes,.” He replied to the name asked, the goblin blinking and nodded. As the young wizard handed over the key to be checked out...” I am here to speak to my account manager, as well as look into becoming my rightful position. So would you please let me through and in., and I would Like to have the potter will read, as is my right as well as for a few more private matters” He said back with a curt smile. The Goblin nodded, handing the key back and would lead harry into the back and offices through the doors till he found himself in a small office of an old looking goblin that blinked.” Yes young man? How can I help you?”
The goblin replied before the boy could even open his mouth.” The Heir apparent of the house potter would like to open his parent’s will.” he answered and then turned as he moved out. The older goblin waved the boy in and to sit down...” Now, first, you realize impersonating someone, even a child can be dangerous and lead to many issues in these lands... especially in ours. as we will do things the wizards will not.” He said with a wide grin trying to scare the young man.
Harry just nodded and the old goblin then pulled out a stone... it looked smooth except for a Hand print in the middle, a silver spike in his middle of the handprint. “It is simple, Place your hand in this print and we shall draw your blood. This will allow us know if your truly who you say you are... as well as open your parents will, a warning if you’re not who you say... it will also let us know. And the consequence will be you lose your hand and worse...”
Harry realized the goblin just seeking to scare him as he moved and pushed his hand down and into the handprint, wincing as the blood poured out his hand and down into the stone which glowed a soft blue.. The hand began to tighten as the goblin then wrapped his hand over the boy’s wrist and pulled his hand off, the wound healing as the spike left him. The goblin then leaned back and smirked.” Now we wait... as the blood wards check Young potter” he was curios, as the nation always spoke about how the boys money and wills being controlled by Dumbledore, yet here he was to claim one... and the stone had not stolen his hand.
A goblin entered bringing in a scroll with the information for the senior goblin that then nodded and unwrapped it...” Interesting, interesting indeed mister potter... I believe you are who you say, Thou. This read out is rather interesting indeed.” He admitted slowly as he looked down and over the written information about the boy’s blood.” Thou your correct, as the last Heir you can claim lordship even at this young an age, with all the benefits and responsibilities it comes with...” he looked up at the boy.” As well as once that happens, open your parents will’s and do anything else you wish...” he said simply.” Thou, there are a few... complications which arose Harry. These thou will not interfere with you becoming lord potter.”
Harry’s eyebrows raised as he tilted his head” Such as sir..?” the boy asked before the goblin shook his head.” You would become an Heir to being lord black. Your grandmother was a black, and as such you being a male in the next line, and your godfather being the lord currently even on the run... allows you become one of the Heir’s apparent for it..” he spoke softly.. He looked over the paper, noticing the other names and chuckles.” As well as the last of line of a thought of till Now died out family.. the Peverel’s” the Goblin said with a raise of his eyebrows.
Harry leaned back and tapped his fingers in a steeple motion his fingers as he watched the goblin..” any other lesser claims I have?” the goblin would nod.. And harry raised his hand to stop the goblin from speaking...” it is simple then... I will take my lordship for the family of Potter and any others I can claim... I need not know them all.” He admitted as he shook his head. As he leaned closer and smiled...” I will first take the rings... and the emancipation, then ill discuss the rest of my idea’s with you dear goblin..” he said as he chuckles and leaned back. The Old goblin was curios. And tilted his head... Harry smiled...” and what is your name goblin?”
The goblin blinked... Most wizards did not ask their names...” it is Sharp tooth” he said and harry chuckles...” ok sharp tooth, let’s get me this ring... and well discuss what I want you to do once I can officially make the choices,” the goblin nodded sending off a lackey of a lower level to collect box and will for the boy even as the boy leaned there.. Eyes sliding closed as the thought slide through his mind.
The young goblin came back and moved to hand the older goblin the Box. As well as the will. Harry looked over the box as it was opened; He saw a large heavy gold ring with an Emerald P on it, and a silver ring with a symbol he never seen before on it... a triangle with a circle and line...” These are all yours my lord as soon as you put them on and just simple will to accept the positions... they become yours and you become the Lord..” Harry slide on each one... onto his right ring finger... they slowly began to merge into each other... The P still the largest .symbol now on either side of the gold ring which now had Silver tones all through the band.. He looked over at the goblin...” Now if I am correct, this allows me to purchase things from the stores around here? And use it as a simple ledger instead of carrying gold?” the goblin nodded back
“This is what I want you to do. I need to go shopping... I’ll be back in an hour. Put together a portfolio of everything I own, am entitled to, maybe entitled to, and can influence. I know it will cost me the normal Hourly rate, and if done in the hour. Triple it...” He said causing the old goblin to blink.” I want a full portfolio, a copy of that will as well as any legal documents you can get me.. And that may affect me ready for when I come back...” The goblin shook his head chuckling as the boy seemed to think of more than the average wizard.” Also, you will be in charge of all my accounts now... “The goblin just... watched the boy realizing his own wealth was growing.” As long you take care of me... I shall take care of you... And may the gold always flow for you” he bowed... The goblin blinked again as harry turned and moved slowly out lifting his cloak hood again and becoming invisible as stepped out of the bank, on his way to do his shopping
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