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Duel Enrollment	By : Blackkitten23 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 61760 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 32
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or make a profit off my stories

Chapter List
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Warnings - manipulative Dumbledore/Ron/Hermione/Ginny bashing, sexual content, language, violence/abuse, Mpreg
(I'm thinking)
"I'm speaking"
Pairing: Yaoi M/M, Harem – top Harry x bottoms Draco / Tom (TMR) / Cedric
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“of course” he answered as he kneeled next to the bed. He vaguely heard Aster’s steps go to the floo as he wondered if he should put a plush with Harry. Brian decided to place the wolf plush next to Harry and smiled as the small arms held the soft toy close even when asleep …
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The child sleeping in the headmaster’s tree house home slowly began to stir. Vivid green eyes fluttered open and the boy immediately curled up in panic expecting someone to hit him. if he wasn’t tossed into the dark cupboard then that means his uncle wasn’t done yet, but Harry slowly peeked through his fingers after a few seconds of silence …
No one was hitting him?
That was very strange and wasn’t the only thing. He was also not in pain for the first time in his short life or at least far less pain. The scars still bothered him, but these soft clothes on him felt very nice.
A trick …The boy couldn’t help but think this was a trick as he cautiously uncurled from his defensive position to look around. A gasp escaped the child’s lips as he spotted the fluffy wolf toy next to him. Harry’s tiny hands held the soft toy close to him as if he thought it would disappear. With he soft toy comforting him he risked looking around he room.
A gasp escaped his lips and he slipped out of the bed not realizing that he had a IV in his arm only hours ago. Right now he was more interested in the fact that there was no wall! Tiny hands reached out to explore, but there was without a doubt no glass between him and the balcony. He walked out onto the balcony and stared out in awe at the sight of the treetops. The weather was perfect and the tree connected to the building gave a bit of shade on half of the porch. As he stood in the shade he tried to touch some vines that were hanging down, but each time his fingers got close a breeze blew it out of reach making the boy pout. He shrugged it off and kept looking around.
It was amazing! Harry smiled as a few colorful birds he never saw before flew passed the roof of the building he was just in. He could just barely see three other blurry buildings up in the trees like this one and through his blurry vision he could see the rope bridges connecting them. It was so lovely and peaceful, but how did he get here?!
The sound of heavy boots coming towards the startled Harry from his thoughts and he saw a man headed across one bridge. He squeaked fearfully and darted under the bed with his toy praying the man didn’t see. If he was seen with a toy that wasn’t his he knew he’d be beaten and wherever his relatives were they will hurt him too.
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Brian sighed as he sat in his office section of his tree house complex “Harry is only four so he has a year to recover before school starts. That will make things easier for him. Maybe I can ask the twins for something to correct his eyesight as well as the scars. It is not common that an adoption potion fixes eyesight … I think that should be fine since Gringotts is only doing a few abuse diagnostic spells so healing him won’t effect those results. After the scans and adoption potion I can ask the twins about potions to reverse the effects of the malnutrition since he should be at a healthier weight by then. Aster did say Harry isn’t strong enough to start those now … he nearly died that day” Aster showed him the results from the day he found Harry. It was clear … if Brian wasn’t there or even a few minutes later Harry would be dead.
The blonde headmaster looked out sadly at the balcony where little Harry was sleeping. His office had a perfect view so he can watch over the boy as he finished up his work. Technically school doesn’t restart for a couple months, but he now has to make some arrangements to make a more flexible schedule so he can take care of Harry until he starts school too.
That means that the DADA professor and Deputy Headmaster, Greg Goldman, will have more things to do for a while, but Brian was sure Greg would be alright with it for a while. For now everything was settled. Harry has his room, the IV was removed a few hours ago and hopefully he can help him understand magic.
“he’s up, I was right … green eyes” Brian felt his heart clench as he saw the boy curl up into a protective ball. The poor thing must be expecting to be hit. The headmaster was positive that leaving his office now might really spoke the boy so he waited.
A smile kept to his lips as he saw Harry calm down and clutch the fluffy wolf toy “he can’t go around blind until he gets a vision correcting potion … this will work for now” Brian tapped a pair of sunglasses he had laying around with his wand and changed them into regular slim nearly frameless glasses. The measurements he took from Harry before came in handy, but he needed little Harry’s prescription. Sadly that means he will have to use magic in front of Harry.
Well he knew he had to introduce Harry to magic eventually so maybe the simple prescription spell will be the best way to ease him into it. He wanted to tell the boy the truth right away anyway so he put the glasses in his jacket pocket.
The headmaster looked over towards the bedroom and saw Harry and his wolf exploring the balcony. A chuckle escaped his lips as he watched the little boy try to get a vine not knowing that the charms for safety prevented little hands from getting a hold of such things. The pout he saw was amusing and the awe on the boy’s face was so good to see, but it quickly became a sad moment when that awe turned to fear as Harry heard him start walking across the rope bridge. The child’s eyes must be bad if the boy couldn’t see him in his office or even think he was there until he started walking … the sections of the tree house weren’t more than 25 or so feet apart at the farthest distance, which was the distance between the main section and the library section … the office was closer though not as close as the living room
It wasn’t surprising to walk into the bedroom and find that the boy had hidden himself. He knew Harry was under the bed, but didn’t want to point it out in case he scared the boy so instead he casually walked passed the bed. While humming a little tune he went to the balcony and flopped down. For a few minutes he just laid there on his back letting Harry see exactly what he was doing and where his hands were, which remained folded behind his head.
“I know you’re there little one and let me start by saying that you are not a freak and your aunt and uncle gave you to me. You won’t be in their care anymore nor will you be hurt by them ever again … would you like to join me out here? I will not hurt you” Brian waited silently without moving until he heard the soft shifting of little feet. He slowly looked over and smiled at the far to tiny four year old who didn’t have the wolf now “hello little one, would you like to bring your friend out too? He seems lonely under the bed”
Harry blushed at the kind tone and slowly reach back under the bed and pulled out the stuffed wolf. While clinging to the wolf as if someone may take it away he stood next to Brian although it was just out of the headmaster’s reach …
“my name is Brian Isaac White, what’s your name?” Brain asked as laidback as ever even though he was truly dreading what the boy may say. For once Brian prayed his insanely accurate friend, Stephen, was wrong, but it wasn’t meant to be as the boy looked confused before finally saying …
“freak” Harry responded.
Brian closed his eyes to control his rage, he wished he could do something to those muggles. Once he was calm he looked at the boy who seemed nervous “that isn’t true little one”
“it isn’t?” Harry looked so confused. He has always been called freak, but this man is saying that he isn’t one. What is the truth?
“no it isn’t and no you aren’t a freak. Your name is Harry James Potter and your aunt and uncle lied about many things” Brian very slowly sat up and leaned on the knee pulled up to his chest “would you like to hear a story?” Harry nodded hesitantly despite his excitement. It saddened Brian to think the child may never have been read a story or had toys beyond broken crayons, but that will change “years ago a man went insane and for reasons unknown. He built an army and terrorized people all over the UK. This was no ordinary man, in fact, he was a powerful wizard”
The headmaster paused as he saw Harry flinched in fear “he could wield powerful magic and for a time it seemed like no one would stop him from, that everything was hopeless. Until one night … the crazed wizard for some reason also unknown attacked a young couple. Both mother and father were killed trying to save their one year old son from death. With the parents gone the wizard pointed his wand at he boy in he crib and threw a deadly curse, but to the wizard’s shock the curse flew back at him. That night a small child saved the UK from the powerful wizard’s wrath … what do you think about that story little one?”
For a few seconds the boy seemed scared to speak as if believed that he’d get hurt for saying the wrong thing “Magic is evil. Magic doesn’t exist.” Harry said softly, but clearly as if he has been told it and forced the repeat it several times.
Brian sighed, this was not something the boy should’ve had to endure “that seems weird doesn’t it? How can something not exist, but be evil?” the little boy looked confused “your aunt and uncle have lied to you. Magic is very real, in fact, that story I told you is true” Harry stayed quiet as he listened “you are the little boy who stopped the wizard and your parents were wizards too. You and I are both magical too. Have any strange things happened around you before?”
Harry seemed nervous and took a couple steps back “yes”
“that is accidental magic. It’s not something you can control nor should you feel scared of it. Your aunt and uncle were afraid and jealous because you have a power that they don’t. That’s why they hurt you, but you never deserved it, do you understand?” Harry tightened his grip on his toy and nodded slowly, but Brian was sure the boy was trying to avoid a punishment by agreeing “I can prove magic isn’t evil, would you like to see?”
The little boy nodded tentatively and watched as the blonde man pulled a pair of glasses out of his tan short sleeved jacket. Brian smiled and handed them to the boy. Harry, being too scared to defy orders took the gasses and put them on the same way he has seen Petunia put her reading glasses on. He couldn’t see a thing …
“hold still” Harry stiffened as the bode man pulled out a black stick and tapped his glasses. The boy’s eyes widened as his vision began to sharpen “is magic evil if it can help you see?” Brian asked as he watched the boy look around in awe at the knew details he didn’t see before. Harry stayed quiet, but looked less afraid “Harry I adopted you, do you know what that means?” the little boy shook his head “it means I want to take care of you as your father”
Harry’s eyes looked big and so full of hope “you’re my Daddy?”
Brain chuckled “yes and I will take care of you”
“I don’t have to go back?” Harry sniffled as he started tearing up.
“I made all the arrangements. You will never go back to your relatives and no one can make you. Save for a couple last things it’s all done” Brian was nearly knocked over as the boy hugged him, but he didn’t care. He ignored the flinch as he hugged Harry back. Harry didn’t mean to flinch, it was just a natural response considering what he has gone through “this room is all yours too along with everything in it, but you can explore later. Lets get you some food” he said as the boy started to calm down enough so Brian could gently wiped the tears away.
A squeak came from the little boy as Brian effortlessly stood up with Harry and the wolf held firmly in his arms and walked through the house. Harry gazed in wonder as they went down the stairs to a kitchen and dining room that had the same amazing view as his room. Brian set him down in a chair at the table and set a bowl of fruit in front of Harry.
“go ahead and eat what you can Harry” said Brian as he fixed a plate of scrambled eggs. Harry shyly nibbled at a piece of banana. No one ever took care of him before! Petunia and Vernon never gave him more than bread and water, but here he was given these tasty fruits. A cold feeling of dread hit him as he let himself think of the words his aunt used to say to him …
“you’re a waste of space no one wants! Get to work and earn your keep you ungrateful brat!”
A waste of space … would Brian get rid of him if he didn’t do certain chores? They didn’t talk about that! He had no clue what to do to earn his keep!
Brian put a plate of eggs, a glass of milk and one piece of buttered toast with the vial of the nutrition potion and saw the little boy was deep in thought “are you ok Harry?”
The green eyes looked up at him timidly “what are my chores?” he asked as Brian poured half of the potion into a cup.
“chores …” Brian sighed, he didn’t want to give the boy chores, but this would be a good chance to start good habits “you only have to worry about recovering and taking your medicine for now, but afterwards you will have to keep your room tidy, doing your best in school and listening to the rules. Rule 1, is to tell me if you’re in pain or hungry. Rule 2, is for both of us and it’s to tell the truth. Understand?”
Harry looked a little shocked as he hugged his wolf “that’s all?” the Dursleys had 20 different chores and more than 30 rules for him only including ‘freaks don’t sit on the furniture’ so this was very different, but Harry’s mind narrowed in on one word “school?”
“yes. I’m the headmaster of a school for kids like you. You’ll learn all about magic and how to use it with other kids your age” the headmaster saw excitement in the child’s eyes and chuckled “in one year you start school, but for now drink half this” Brian handed Harry a cup with half of the potion in it “it won’t taste good, but really no medicine does. Just drink fast”
The young child screwed his nose up at the smell, but set his wolf in the seat next to him , took the cup and he gulped it down “yucky” Brian laughed and pushed the food closer to the boy who was eager to eat something to get the taste out.
“eat what you can, but don’t make yourself sick” the blonde felt a bit sad as he watched the boy eat. It was like watching someone who was starving eat and he had a feeling this was the first time the boy has had milk. Harry’s eyes sparkled as he tried the creamy beverage like it was a it was the best treat he ever had. Aster told him to start with small light meals until Harry was used to eating so he did, but the small meal wasn’t completely finished. He didn’t eat much for a boy his age and Brian vowed to change that.
After finishing as much could he started to feel sleepy. He never had a full tummy before “umm … Daddy?” Harry said hesitantly not sure if it was really alright to call this man that.
Brian smiled, it felt really amazing to be called that “yes Harry?”
“will I have your name?” asked Harry. Dudley had the last name Dursley like Vernon and they always thought it was something to be proud of, but his Daddy said his name wasn’t White but Potter.
“the name is one of the last things we need to handle. We have plenty of time talk about it since we don’t need go and get the adoption potion for a couple weeks” Brian noticed Harry’s eyelids droop slightly and slowly scooped the boy up and picked up the wolf too. The boy was still recovering so it made sense that he’d be tired especially after eating a real meal that filled him up.
“adoption potion?” Harry mumbled as he tried to fight off the sleepiness.
“a potion, like your medicine, is a magical liquid that can do many things. An adoption potion is one that will give you some traits that I have” said Brian as he tucked Harry into bed and placed the boy’s new glasses on the side table.
“will I be big and strong like you?” the boy murmured as he slow fell asleep.
The headmaster smiled “I have no doubt little one, go to sleep” he gave Harry the toy wolf to cuddle and watched as the boy finally lost the battle with the Sandman and fell asleep. Brian gently ran his fingers through the black hair before getting up to call Aster and tell her about what happened …
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