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Midnight's Dawning	By : KagetsuAsame Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 25012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: Once again I own nothing resembling Harry
Potter. The only ones I can claim are Doriel and Alexander.

I did borrow a couple things from Harry Potter and the
Sorcerer�s Stone. Since I can�t find my copy I can�t site the exact pages it
came from but I do not claim that those pieces (which are quite recognizable)
are from my mind.

Thank you so much to many people
who have reviewed the first chapter, I greatly appreciate your support and hope
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review and I will get back to you as soon as I am able.

Chapter 2

�� It
was September first and Doriel had just put Harry on the train that would take
him to Hogwarts.� Harry was alone in the
compartment, waiting to get underway, when the door slid open and he saw
someone that made his blood boil.� The
red head from the bookstore stood there.�
Harry�s eyes narrowed, unsure what he had planned.

�� Your
pet vampire isn�t here to protect you.� Weasley sneered.

�� A
growl escaped Harry�s lips, �Get out of my sight Weasley, I know all about you,
blood traitor.� He hissed, getting to his feet.

�� Weasley
swung and Harry took a step back, barely getting out of the way in time,
�Weasley, I should have known; only a Weasley would be so uncultured as to
swing at someone for telling the truth.� The voice came from behind the red
head and Harry shifted to see who was there.�
It was the blonde from the robe shop, Draco Malfoy, and behind him were
two rather large thugs, �Why don�t you scamper along and find someone more your
level to play with?� Weasley scowled at him as Draco stepped forward, �Or
should I let Crabbe and Goyle play with you?�

�� It
was obvious that Weasley didn�t care much for that threat.� Immediately he pushed past them, leaving
Harry and Draco in the compartment with the two goons
right outside.� Draco smiled slightly at
him, taking a seat.

�� I
remember you; you were getting fitted for your robes when I was.�

�� Harry
smiled, �Draco, right?� He nodded, �I�m Harry.� He sighed, �I hate that name, it doesn�t feel like mine.� He sat down.

�� Draco
scowled, �What do you mean?�

�� He
bowed his head for a moment before looking back at him, �That�s the name I�m
supposed to go by but the name my father gave me is Aurel.�

�� He
looked him over, catching a glimpse of something on his forehead, �Harry, as in
Harry Potter?� He questioned.

�� Yes.� That�s why I hate that name, all the things
that go with it.� He ran a hand through his hair; the pieces that had been
covering his scar were brushed back only to fall back into place.

�� They
sat in silence for awhile before Draco spoke again, �Who
cares?� He smiled, �I mean, what does it matter that
you�re the boy who lived?� He paused, �You know, I heard you were raised by
muggles.�

�� Harry
looked appalled, �Definitely not.� Doriel
Lior raised me, is my father.�

�� You
were raised by a vampire?� He looked surprised at that revelation.

�� He
nodded, �Yes.� I was raised properly.�

�� The
door slid open again, Crabbe and Goyle had gone off somewhere while they had
been talking, and a bushy haired girl poked her head in, �Have you seen a
toad?� Neville has lost one.�

�� No,
we haven�t.� Harry replied, once she was gone he mumbled under his breath, �And
if I had I would have gotten rid of it.�

�� Draco
burst out laughing.� They spent the rest
of the ride talking about everything from Quidditch to the newest
fashions.� They also went back and forth
answering questions about their family history.�
Finally they had arrived and were quickly ushered into boats that would
take them to the castle.� Draco and Harry
got in one, Crabbe and Goyle followed them quietly, the order of four to a boat
suited them just fine.� The boats set
off, moving over the water.� The moment
the castle was in sight sounds of awe could be heard from most every boat.

�� It�s
just a castle.� Harry rolled his eyes.

�� Draco
laughed softly, �Mudbloods Harry, they probably have never had the honor of
seeing something quite like this.�

�� A
witch in emerald green robes greeted them once they had been taken into the
entrance hall.� Harry and Draco stayed
close together in the group of first years.�
The teacher, who had been introduced as Professor McGonagall, cleared
her throat and began to speak once she was sure she had everyone�s attention, �Welcome
to Hogwarts.� The start-of-term banquet
will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will
be sorted into your Houses.� The Sorting
is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your House will be
something like your family within Hogwarts.�
You will have classes with the rest of your House, sleep in your House
dormitory, and spend free time in your House common room.� The four Houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff,
Ravenclaw, and Slytherin.� Each House has
its own noble history and each his produced outstanding witches and
wizards.� While you are at Hogwarts, your
triumphs will earn your House points, while any rule-breaking will lose House
points.� At the end of the year, the
House with the most points is awarded the House Cup, a great honor.� I hope each of you will be a credit to
whichever House becomes yours.� The
Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the
school.� I suggest you all smarten
yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting.� I shall return when we are ready for
you.� Please wait quietly.�

�� The
hall was filled with soft whispers as the first years began to talk amongst
themselves, someone spoke loud enough that all could hear, claiming that they
had to wrestle a troll to be sorted.�
Harry rolled his eyes, �Do you know how we�re to be sorted?� Father refused to tell me, he said I would
find out when it was time.�

�� Draco
shook his head, �No, father wouldn�t tell me either.� He paused, �But I would
think it wouldn�t be so bad, after all, it�s supposed to be about our
qualities.�

�� Finally
the doors to the Great Hall opened and Professor McGonagall ushered them in.� The ceiling of the Great Hall, Harry noted, was
charmed to look like the sky outside.�
Four large tables, one for each house, sat before a fifth table at the
far end of the room where the staff was seated.�
In front of the staff table was a stool with a battered looking hat
seated atop it.� Suddenly the hat began
to speak through an apparent rip.

�� Oh,
you may not think I�m pretty,

�� But
don�t judge on what you see,

�� I�ll
eat myself if you can find

�� A smarter hat than me.

�� You
can keep your bowlers black,

�� Your
top hats sleek and tall,

�� For
I�m the Hogwarts Sorting Hat

�� And
I can cap them all.

�� There�s
nothing hidden in your head

�� The
Sorting Hat can�t see,

�� So
try me on and I will tell you

�� Where you ought to be.

�� You
might belong to Gryffindor,

�� Where
dwell the brave at heart,

�� Their
daring, nerve, and chivalry

�� Set
Gryffindor apart;

�� You
might belong to Hufflepuff,

�� Where
they are just and loyal,

�� Those
patient Hufflepuffs are true

�� And
unafraid of toil;

�� Or
yet in wise old Ravenclaw,

�� If
you�ve a ready mind,

�� Where
those of wit and learning,

�� Will
always find their kind;

�� Or
perhaps in Slytherin

�� You�ll
make your true friends,

�� Those
cunning folk use any means

�� To achieve their ends.

�� So
put me on!� Don�t be afraid!

�� And
don�t get in a flap!

�� You�re
in safe hands (though I have none)

�� For I�m a Thinking Cap!�

�� When
the hat finished its rhyme the hall burst into applause.� When the hall had quieted Professor
McGonagall stepped forward with a roll of parchment, �When I call your name
you�ll put the hat on your head and sit on the stool to be sorted.� With that
said she began with the first name on the scroll.� Crabbe and Goyle went to Slytherin, Granger,
the bushy haired girl who had asked about a toad was sorted into Ravenclaw; Longbottom,
the one who had lost the toad went to Gryffindor.

�� Malfoy,
Draco.� She called.

�� Draco
smirked and strode to the front of the room.�
The hat had barely touched his head when it called out, �SLYTHERIN!�

�� Once
he was seated she continued, �Potter, Harry.�

�� The
hall erupted in whispers, �Is it really him?�
THE Harry Potter?�

�� He
moved forward, scowling slightly.� He
could feel their eyes on him, taking him in.�
Head held high, he sat down on the stool, the hat on his head.� A voice sounded in his mind, �Hmm.� You�re a difficult one.� Should I call you Aurel or Harry?� It
questioned.

�� Harry
closed his eyes and focused his thoughts, �I would prefer Aurel.� He thought.

�� Yes,
yes, I do suppose you would.� After all,
that�s the name you were given.� Brought
up by a vampire, you�re not the first.� It paused, �Not a bad mind, you�re an
intelligent individual.� Plenty of talent
and a thirst to prove yourself, to show that you aren�t the Harry Potter they
want you to be.� So, where should I put
you?�

�� He
sighed, �That�s up to you, isn�t it?� He replied with a question of his own.

�� You
know the headmaster told me to put you in Gryffindor, I don�t think they�d
survive having you in their midst.� It paused before shouting, �SLYTHERIN!� He
stood, removing the hat from his head.

�� The
hall was silent for a moment before the Slytherin table erupted in applause for
their new member.� He moved over to the
table, taking a seat beside Draco.� His
eyes moved to the staff table, taking in the professors and headmaster.� The elderly headmaster�s eyes were on him,
seemingly confusing with the turn of events.�
Snape�s eyes were on him as well, confused as to how the boy he had met
in the apothecary as Aurel could be Harry Potter.� Finally the last name was called, Blaise
Zabini, became a Slytherin.

�� The
headmaster got to his feet, �Welcome!�
Welcome to another year at Hogwarts!�
Let us begin our banquette!� With that he sat down and the tables were
covered in food.� Harry had a feeling
that he had planned to say something else but his thoughts were interrupted by
something.

�� Immediately
everyone began putting food on their plates.�
It was a grand feast, one that Harry happily dove into, �This rivals the
food back home.� He said to Draco, taking a bite.

�� He
nodded in agreement, �Very good.�

�� Once
everyone was sated and the tables cleared the headmaster, who Harry had learned
was named Dumbledore, began to speak, �Ahem � just a few more words now that we
are all fed and watered.� I have a few
start-of-term notices to give you.� First
years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils.� And a few of our older students would do well
to remember that as well.� He said, looking at the Weasley twins, �I have also
been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should
be used between classes in the corridors.�
Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term.� Anyone interested in playing for their House
teams should contact Madam Hooch.� And
finally, I must tell you that this year; the third-flood corridor on the
right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very
painful death.� Now off to bed with you.�

�� Everyone
got to their feet, the first years being led by prefects to their respective
dorms.� Their prefect led them down into
the dungeons; everyone was silent as they walked.� It was a little chilly but cold never bothered
Harry.� They were taken to a seemingly
solid stone wall.

�� Unlike
the other common rooms ours is not guarded by a portrait.� This makes it harder for people to locate.� The
prefect faced the wall, �Meracum sanguis.� After he spoke the wall slid open.� They walked inside, looking around the common
room, taking it all in.� The room was lit
with green lamps and there was a gentle fire in the fireplace giving the room
some warmth, �Professor Snape will be in to speak with you so take a seat.�
Once everyone was seated he half smiled, �Listen well to what he has to say.�
He stated before going back out of the common room.

�� The
moment he was gone their head of house strode in.� He stood in the center of the room where the
first years could all see him, �You are here because you have all shown
qualities that Salazar Slytherin put above all else.� He paused, �The other
houses tend to dislike us, let us not extend that to within our house.� I realize there will be conflicts between you
but you must appear strong, united.� All
disagreements will be handled here, the moment you leave this dormitory you will
leave such things behind.� He looked at each of the first years in turn, �Feel
free to come to me if you need to discuss anything or if you need a
mediator.� We have won the house cup many
years in a row now and I intend for you to uphold that tradition.� If you feel the need to break the rules then
I trust you will do so in an untraceable way.� His eyes stopped on Harry for a
moment, �Now that we have that out of the way you should be getting to
sleep.� Your rooms are labeled and you
will find them down that hall.� He pointed to the left, �Tomorrow you will
receive your schedules at breakfast.� With that said he turned and walked out
of the common room, leaving the first years to find their rooms.

�� Harry
blinked before getting to his feet, �I don�t know about you but I�m going to
sleep.� He moved down the hall that Snape had pointed to.

�� Each
door was neatly labeled with two to three names.� He found the one that was to be his, he was
sharing a room with Draco and Blaise.�
Crabbe and Goyle had their own room together.� Pushing open the door he looked inside.� Three beds done in green and silver were up
against one wall, each one had a trunk at the end and a cabinet to the left of
the headboard.� It didn�t take long for
Harry to find his bed, it was on the far left, closest to another door, he wasn�t sure where it led yet but would find out once he
was settled.� He laid
over his bed, sinking into the plush mattress.

�� Comfy Harry?� Draco questioned as he and Blaise walked in.

�� He
looked over at them, �Oh yes.�

�� Draco�s
bed was in the middle with Blaise on the far right, �Do you know what�s through
that door?� He questioned.

�� Haven�t looked yet.�
I think it might be a bathroom though.�

�� Blaise
moved over to the door and opened it, �That�s just what it is.� He closed the
door and turned back around, �Looks like the three of us get to be roommates.�
He smiled, moving over to the other two boys.

�� Looks
like it.� So, why don�t the three of us
take the time to get to know each other?� Draco asked, sitting on his bed.

�� Harry
took the time to look over Blaise as he took a seat on Draco�s bed.� He was tall and dark skinned, his cheekbones
were high, and his eyes slanted.� There
was a distinctly exotic look about him.

�� I�ll
begin.� I�m Blaise Zabini.� My mother was a Slytherin, I can�t remember
much about my father.� I�m
pureblood.� I much prefer watching
Quidditch to playing it but when I do play I like being a chaser.� He paused,
�I enjoy chess.�

�� I�m
Harry Potter but the name my father gave me is Aurel Lior.� I was raised in Lior Manor although I have no
idea where exactly it is.� I love
Quidditch and flying, I�ve found I have a knack for being a seeker.� He
stretched out over the bed, �I like chess as well but I�m not as good at it as
my father is.� He was in Slytherin, my
father.�

�� Lior,
isn�t that a vampire name?� I swear I�ve
heard of it in regards to a clan.� Blaise said and the other two nodded.

�� Draco
smiled, �Draco Malfoy, my whole family has been Slytherins.� I�m an exceptional chess player, if I do say
so myself, and Quidditch is one of my favorite sports.�

�� Harry
yawned, covering his mouth with his hand, �I think we should get some sleep.�
He said, changing into his pajamas, �Classes start tomorrow.� He went to the
bathroom to brush his teeth.

�� The
bathroom was done in the same silver and green as the rest of the dorm and
consisted of a shower, bathtub, and two sinks.�
Quickly he brushed his teeth and washed his face before crawling into
bed.� Snuggling into the thick comforter
he fell asleep.

Next Chapter: Classes.

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