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Corvus	By : LadyFreak Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 23965 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor to I make any money from this story. These characters are JKR's, I just play with them.

Chapter List
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(4) Getting to Know You
Severus was the first to recover. “Potter.” He looked at the boy more closely. He could see some resemblance to James Potter... and those eyes were all Lily. “I can see it. I thought they only had the one son,” he said softly.
“You can check with Gringotts or the Wizarding Genealogy Association,” the younger wizard snapped. “Find a copy of the Potter family tree and see my name crossed out. They disowned me and an old man left me in a muggle orphanage. They called me a squib because I refused to show them my magic because anytime I did it accidentally growing up I ended up with another bruise and another headache. Every time I topped dear, perfect Charlie in studies I was punished again and again.” He sneered, “But I didn’t care. I wasn’t going to put myself down to his level just to make Golden Boy look good.”
Severus smirked. “I like you Harrison. Where have you been all these years?”
Harry scoffed. “Locked up behind closed doors. Or the attic to be precise. Why would they tell anyone? Then people would want to see the brother of the Boy-Who-Lived and take attention away from the perfect family.” Harry grit his teeth in anger. “Perfect family? Far from it.”
Bellatrix looked shocked and angry. “Those fools! How could they?”
Harry felt comfort in the wave of anger that roiled off the witch before him. He decided to tell them anything they wanted to know.
“Fame, money, power.” He rattled off. “Lily was the first to break into the pattern, James followed very closely. It was subtle at first, but changed completely by the time I was 5. They’ve raised Charlie to be the same as themselves.” He looked into her violet eyes. “You know when they put me in the orphanage?” She shook her head, hoping nothing worse could be revealed. “The day after Charlie’s birthday. Sure we’re twins, but I haven’t had a birthday since I was one. Lily woke me the following morning and was packing a small bag of clothing. I begged her to stay, told her I would do better and be better. I promised not to do it anymore.” Silent tears began falling down his face. “Even with my begging and promises… she turned to me with this sad smile… but I could see it in her eyes. I could see it meant nothing. I meant nothing. There was no... sadness. No regret. She couldn’t wait to get rid of me. They were all so happy. She was to finally be rid of the worthless freak. Their little mistake.”
“Whatever they told you is a lie. You are not worthless and you are not a freak,” said Bellatrix passionately.
Severus, ever the researcher had to ask. “What happened for this final break? What did you promise not to do anymore? Why did they put you in the orphanage?” He was bewildered at the actions of such a light family.
“Sev…” Bellatrix started, but Harrison cut her off.
“They called me a dark evil wizard, like I said.” He shrugged his shoulders. Then he looked at the two and said low “They found me talking to a snake. How was I supposed to know being a parselmouth was a dark trait?” He stood up, shocked at what he revealed. He looked at them with fear in his eyes, but couldn’t read the expressions of the adults. “I…I understand if you want me to leave now.”
“That is an amazing ability Harrison. Never be ashamed of who you are or what talents you possess. Being a parselmouth is an incredibly rare and a true gift,” said Severus, much to Harry’s amazement.
Harry’s jaw dropped open and he fell back into his seat, Bellatrix soon sitting beside him. “I know you have only known us for a day, even less, but why don’t you stay with us, permanently. Take me to this hellhole of an orphanage and we’ll get the papers done legally. I don’t want them to think they could ever have any power over you. Those people are filth of the earth. They don’t deserve to be blessed with the gift that is you.”
“How will it keep them from getting me back though? Or from finding me at all?”
Severus looked at Harry calculatingly before turning to Bella. “I think I can get in to see Rodolphus.” Bella’s head snapped up. “If I could get it from him and you-”
“It would be official magically and legally.” She finished, a sparkle entering her eyes.
“Umm. Care to tell me what you are referring to?” Harry spoke up nervously.
“It’s a potion that when two adults add their blood, the child who drinks it becomes their heir legally and magically.”
“Parentis Sanguis potion?” Severus looked shocked but nodded. “Sorry, I like to read. Oh! That reminds me.” He said, pulling a small box out of his pocket and after a moment of decision, placed it on the floor. “Could one of you enlarge that for me?” Bellatrix pulled out her wand and enlarged the trunk. “When Lily turned to me with her fake sympathy, I begged her to at least pack up my books and to shrink the trunk down so I could hold onto it. She almost didn’t let me, as most of them were technically given to the very illiterate Charlie, but in the end she packed them up for me. Seemed like she didn’t want to waste the time to go through them or pack them later. I don’t care either way. Nothing else in the room mattered. I just wanted my books.”
Bellatrix smiled as Harry opened the box and ran his hands over the books lightly. “They were the only things that were yours,” she said softly. Harry nodded and gave her a small smile.
“A lot of the ones I got were second hand as gifts. Others are books which Charlie didn’t want… which is pretty much any book he got.”
“Well, we have time to discuss whether you want to take the potion or not. The potion takes a month to brew. Why not stick around as a test run?” Harrison nodded, but kept looking at his books. “For now, lets make this room more yours”
Harrison’s eyes snapped up and he smiled widely. Even if this was a temporary arrangement, he needed to changed the blandness of the room. Besides, they could always change it back if he left. He followed Bellatrix around the room, shyly telling her of what he liked and watching amazed as his room came to life. His Room.
The dark wood stayed dark, but the linens changed to black and green. The other accents around the room switched to silver finishes.
Once all the changes were made, Harry was told to clean up and then call Mopsy to direct him to the dining room.
He caught an image of himself in the mirror and grimaced. His hair was stringy and unkempt, but down to his shoulders. He loved the length, but knew it would have to be cut to get rid of the dead and damaged parts. His eyes, once a bright green were now dull and empty. Bruises were fading from his injuries the day before and he could see some bones protruding because of how thin he was. He stepped in the shower and scrubbed himself raw. It had been some time since he was able to take a proper shower with hot water, but he didn’t take too long. He didn’t want to keep anyone waiting.
As he was showering, he kept thinking about the offer they made. They wanted to be his family, even with his ‘Dark’ ability. He shook his head out. Why not stay here?
‘I don’t know anything about these people...’ he argued with himself.
Anything is better than that orphanage or the Potter’s.
‘I’ve known them less than a day. How do I know it will be better?’
They cared for me. They comforted me!
‘...’
I’ll give it time. I’ll get to know them before I decide. I have a month anyway.
Harry left the bathroom to find robes laid out on his bed. A small note on top said ‘Robes from my husband’s childhood. See if they fit. We’ll get you some new ones later.’ He dressed quickly and called Mopsy to bring him to the dining room. He had a pang as he thought of Nani and hoped she was okay.
As Harry entered, he saw the three adults talking. Their conversations didn’t halt, which he was grateful for. He hated entering a room that suddenly silenced... It made it obvious that people were talking about you.
Bellatrix did stop speaking when she saw him walk in, but it was because she stood from the table and led him to a chair beside her own. She looked at the other dark haired man in the room. He had long wavy black hair reaching past his shoulders and steely blue eyes. “Rab, this is Harrison,” she introduced him.
The man leaned forward and put his hand out and Harry, still standing, leaned over and shook it. “Pleasure,” he said.
The younger wizard sat down, and a bowl of broth popped into existence before him, the smell making his stomach growl. He smiled sheepishly at the others, but they made no comment.
Once everyone was done eating, Bellatrix turned to Rabastan. “We need to tell Harry about our histories. I’ve offered the Parentis Sanguis and want everything out in the open.”
Harry looked confused. “Let us get through all of our story before you explode on us, okay?” said Severus.
Harry nodded and sat back with a cup of tea that Mopsy brought in. He sniffed it and smelt the calming drought. “Thanks” he said.
“Alright, what do you know about the first war, Harrison?”
“Not much other that the crap that James and Lily spewed,” he responded bluntly. The boy snorted as Rabastan’s eyes widened. Those names were not unknown... especially together in the same sentence. He would let the others fill him in on Harry’s background story.
“Language Harrison,” Bellatrix chided lightly. He gave her a shy smile. “There are always sides to war and most of the time people don’t know what they are fighting for. The bare basics of the war boils down to this: the ‘dark’ had the opinion that the muggle and wizard worlds should stay separate, light wants integration.
“The opinions of the dark came off as blood superiority because Muggleborns would be highly limited in visiting their muggle relatives. They would also be required to live in the wizarding world. People automatically assume that dark is evil and light is good, but that’s not always the case. The sheep of the wizarding world won’t even listen to reasoning. They hear dark and go running in fear.
“The Dark Lord’s ideals basically wanted to limit muggle interaction with our world. That Muggles be kept away from the wizarding world. Muggleborns need to have limitations to who they can tell, and the same goes for their families. Their ability to speak freely of our world is a hazard. Humans fear what they do not know, or what they cannot attain. Look at the burning times. Now muggle weaponry can decimate all of Diagon Alley within seconds.” Harry nodded, already knowing about muggle ‘bombs’. “The Dark also wanted to initiate multiple policies regarding children to make sure that wizarding children were taken care of. Make it against the law to put a wizarding child in a muggle orphanages. Once a child has registered magic in the muggle world, have someone check up on them to make sure that they aren’t maltreated because of their gifts. After that, regular check-ups on home life, and removal from abusive environments.
“Not to mention the fact that we are losing our history as more muggleborn and muggle raised witches and wizards enter society. They are taking away our holidays and bringing in Halloween instead of Samhain and Christmas instead of Yule. The Ministry has even attempted to ban our right to celebrate those holidays! They have already banned the rituals and rites!
“Muggleborns and Muggle-raised fear werewolves and vampires because of the muggle stereotypes and instead of researching and trying to understand the cultures, they automatically ostracize them. Not to mention the magical beings that they know nothing about such as Veela, Vanteera and Goblins.
“The light wants integration to the muggle world. They want our worlds to coexist. To do that they make the muggle raised and muggleborn comfortable as possible. Instead of explaining our culture, making the newcomers adapt, they alter our lives and laws and holidays to fit the needs of them. It’s like the inquisition all over. Take our holidays and make them fit someone else’s beliefs. They don’t care about leaving wizarding children in muggle orphanages because they think it will give them an understanding.”
“That’s ridiculous!” Harry spat out. “If they like the muggle world so much, why don’t they live there? They can’t do this to our society. That will destroy our culture!” He said this all passionately. Bellatrix smiled softly at him and watched as the thoughts went through his head. “You were dark,” he said softly.
“No Harrison” said Rabastan. “We are dark. We are dark wizards by birth. Magic isn’t dark or light. Its…”
“Intent,” he interrupted. “Magic is just magic. The intent is what makes it good or bad.”
“Smart kid” he said and winked.
“Who is Rodolphus?” Harry asked suddenly, remembering Severus talking about ‘going in’ to see him..
Bellatrix’s smile fell immediately. “My husband, Rabastan’s brother. He was dark and with the Dark Lord, but marked unlike me. The Order found out and put him in Azkaban.”
“I’m sorry.” Harry thought on that a bit more. “About the Parentis Sanguis, I won’t know him. If I decide to do this, can I do it with you and Rabastan? Explain the blood adoption to your husband and my reasoning. If something were to happen to you, and he is in prison, what will happen to me? I can’t go back to an orphanage. I’d rather live on the streets…” Harry was getting scared now. He thought they had solved the problem, but there was so much that could go wrong.
“Harrison.” Severus spoke up. “Relax. That won’t happen, okay? You will also have godparents that will be able to care for you should anything happen.”
Harry clenched his fists and closed his eyes tightly. “You don’t understand” he said hoarsely. “I’ve had that before! That can still be taken away.”
“We are not them. We are not the Light who will throw a child away for something they have no control over. No. If you decide to stay with us, it’s for good. If you were suddenly the perfect ‘Light’ wizard, we would treat you no differently,” Severus said calmly. “Do not think we will force you to be dark. We will not force you to choose. You live your own life. You are a smart kid and we all will be happy to be a part of your life whether you are dark, light or gray.”
Harry opened his eyes to see the people around the table nodding their agreements. “And the Dark Lord?”
“Not as bad as everyone makes him out to be.” Bellatrix chuckled. “Okay, he likes to torture, but only those who have done wrong. And if you fail a task, you’re in pain. But… he cares. We swear our loyalty to him, and in return we are one large family.”
“Now you have their story, I’ll give mine.” Severus started. “It’s pretty much the same except for one basic fact. I am a spy. Dumbledore,” Harry smirked at the grimace on the man’s face, “believes me to be his man through and through. But I was born a dark wizard and will stay that way.” He paused to get his thoughts in order. “I did defect for a short time, and I was punished accordingly. But what I saw on the light side, was worse than what was on the dark. We knew what we were getting into. We knew the punishments and our standing. On the light, you were fair game. No clear lines and the manipulations were extreme.”
Harry nodded his understanding, then Bellatrix continued. “If you are okay with it, Harrison, we would like to train you some.” Bellatrix started. “Mainly in Occlumency and Legilimency.” At Harry’s confused look she explained. “They are mind magics. Legilimency is the ability to extract emotions and memories from another person’s mind⁽¹⁾. Occlumency is the art of magically defending the mind against external penetration, sealing it against magical intrusion and influence on you⁽²⁾. Myself, Severus, the Dark Lord, and Dumbledore are all Legilimens.”
“I’ll need to learn than,” he said immediately.
Severus nodded, pulled his wand and summoned a book to himself. “Summoned this from the Library.” He chuckled as Harry’s eyes lit up at the thought of a library. “I’m sure you will get lost in it later.”
Taking the book Severus handed to him, Harry read the title, “Protecting Your Mind: Occlumency”
“Some consider Occlumency a dark art, but if a light wizard such as Dumbledore can use Legilimency I only think it right to be able to protect yourself,” Bellatrix said. “Considering the high level books in that trunk of yours, this book should be a breeze to read. But if you have trouble, just let one of us know.”
Harry nodded and thanked them. He looked around the faces at the table and smiled softly. There was no malice, no anger, not even any masks on their faces. “Thank you for all this,” he said as he yawned.
“Alright, why not head up to rest in your room.”
Harry nodded and after bidding the adults goodbye went to his room and fell asleep on his bed.
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Harry woke a couple of hours later and looked around his room again. It was him. He looked around and noticed 2 other doors, besides the one that lead into the hallway. He moved over to a door to the right of his bed to reveal his large bathroom that matched the colors of his new bedroom. A large, deep, black tub sat deep in the floor and Harry could only gape. He didn’t know how he missed seeing it when he showered, but he was definitely trying that out later.
He left the bathroom and headed to the opposite end of the bedroom and opened another door. The colors matched what his room used to look like- colors of beige, dark brown, and gold spread throughout. It was a nice sitting room that Harry liked immediately. A fireplace with a marble mantle of beige and gold stood on the opposite end from the door he just entered. Bookcases on either side of the fireplace and took up the whole wall. In front of the fireplace was a dark coffee table flanked by brown leather chairs, and a leather couch behind it. In the center of the room was a round table surrounded by 4 chairs. In the center of the table was an organizer that contained parchments on a bottom tray, wells of ink in the top tray and quills of varying feathers on either side of it.
“I think this will be my favorite room,” he said to himself.
“Good to hear kid” came an amused female voice from behind him. She giggled when he jumped and turned to scowl at her. “Shall we change some colors in here too?”
Harry nodded and Bellatrix helped him change things around. The marble mantle changed to black with silver veins running through it and the wood in the room darkened to match his bedroom. The couch changed to a deep green velvet and the chairs became black. The ceiling high windows were covered in a sheer silver covering with green and black velvet brocade drapes accenting it.
“Much better” Harry said with a wide smile
“Agreed” replied Bella. “ Now, come on to lunch. If you want, later on, you can set your books on the bookshelves.”
“Really?”
“Really. I told you it was yours didn’t I?”
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(1) & (2) from HP Lexicon

(edited 9/12/15)
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