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Midnight's Dawning	By : KagetsuAsame Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 25011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer:� I own nothing
remotely resembling Harry Potter, that right belongs to JKR as well as others
who have rights in that department.�
However Doriel Janos Lior and Alexander Constantin
Lior are from my own mind.

I thought I�d write another HP fic and
although I know that many would rather me do a sequel to Shades of Black, I
decided to do something else.� Harry will
be referred to as Harry unless spoken to or about by someone who knows him as
Aurel.� As with anything else I write I
do not appreciate flames and they will be deleted, constructive criticism is
welcome as long as it is done in a friendly manner and is helpful.� Reviews, no matter how short they are, are
read.� This story will involve vampires
and there will be slash. �I don�t know
yet what kind of relationship Harry will have and am open to most suggestions. �With that said, on with the story.

Chapter 1

�� The
day after Halloween, it was a dark night in Surrey
and a black haired baby was left alone on the doorstep of Number 4 Privet Drive
to await morning when the occupants would awaken.� He sniffed softly, was only a year old and
had already suffered the loss of his parents.�
From the shadows a man cloaked in black watched with eyes of midnight
blue.� Slowly he moved forward, his black
cloak flowed out behind him, his robes moved around him, and his hood was
drawn, shielding his face from view.� He
looked down at the child, stopping beside him.�
Emerald green eyes looked up, curious about the cloaked figure.

�� Harry
James Potter, the boy who lived.� His voice was smooth and soft, �Should I
leave you here with these muggles or should I take you away?� He asked the
bundled up babe, �Choices, choices.� I
don�t suppose you could give me an answer little one?� No, I suppose not.� He lowered down to get a
closer look, �I don�t think that they will take good care of you.� Slowly he
picked him up, admiring the pale skin marred by that single scar on his
forehead.� Seeming to know that crying
would upset the man holding him Harry remained silent as he was carried away
into the shadows.

�� Aurel
Stefan Lior!� Doriel shouted, he would not have his future progeny, who was
also known as Harry James Potter, making a fool of himself.

�� The
now eleven year old boy came to a stop in front of his adopted father.� Doriel Janos Lior wasn�t a physically
imposing man, he was lithe, and although he had visible muscle it wasn�t
overdone.� He was exceedingly pale and
the black he usually wore gave him a gothic beauty not many could pull
off.� Midnight blue eyes took in
everything around him in a calculating manner.�
Pitch black hair fell to his waist, perfectly straight.� This was a man to be feared, he was a
predator and hunter, living off the one thing that gives life to all, blood.

�� Yes
papa?� Harry questioned, putting on his most sweet and innocent face.

�� Even
though the two were not truly related by blood they certainly looked as though
they were.� Harry had the same ebony
hair, the same pale skin, but his eyes were a beautiful green.� He wore his hair long but it only reached
just past his shoulders and was far wilder then Doriel�s.

�� I
just received a message from Julia; do you know what it said?� He questioned,
arms crossed over his chest and eyes fixed on the boy before him.

�� No
papa.�

�� He
raised an eyebrow, �She thinks that I have been too lenient with you, not only
that but it appears as though you and Nicolae were taking a midnight run
through her garden last night.�

�� Harry
immediately began chewing on his lip and Doriel knew that he was nervous, �I
didn�t actually run through it papa.� He said softly.

�� But
you know who did.� When he received an affirmative nod he continued, �Why don�t
you tell me than, hmm?� What you say may
make me reflect on how I should punish you.�

�� He
gnawed on his lip, eyes staring at the ground, �Nicolae, Nadia, and Gina.� His
voice was soft as he answered.

�� Now
go to your room and reflect on what you did.�
I will be up in twenty minutes.�

�� Harry
nodded and trudged upstairs.� He sighed
and opened the door to his room.� This
room was his sanctuary, done up in black and blue, the only thing he hated was
being sent to it.� Flopping back on his bed
he looked out the open window at the night sky.�
Cool air blew in, making him shiver happily.� He adored those cool breezes, they made him
feel good.� His eyes closed as he
relaxed, thinking about what happened like he was told to.� The sound of flapping wings made him open his
eyes.� A barn owl was perched on the
mahogany footboard of his bed, holding a letter.� Once the letter was in his hand the owl flew
off.� The address was written in emerald
green ink on thick creamy parchment.

Mr. Harry Potter

Third bedroom on the Second Floor

Lior Manor

Unknown Location

�� He
scowled at the name before shouting, �Papa!�

�� Doriel
was about to enter when he heard the cry.�
Immediately he threw the door open, �Aurel!� What�s wrong?� He moved over to him quickly,
checking him for injuries.

�� This
was just delivered to me.� He handed him the letter.

�� Doriel
took it, already knowing what it was, �Aurel.� He paused, taking a seat beside
him, �Remember how I told you that your birth parents were wizards and were killed
when you were very little?� Harry nodded, �Well, apparently they wanted you to
go to wizard school.� Now you have a
choice to make.� You can stay here or you
can go to this school, Hogwarts.� He broke the seal on the letter, �Think about
it tonight and tomorrow you can give me your answer.� He pulled the letter from
the envelope and handed it to him.

�� He
nodded, �Alright papa.� Slowly he began to read.

�� Harry
took his dinner in his room, still mulling over the letter, not quite sure what
to do yet.� By the time Doriel came for
his answer the next day he was exhausted.

�� Alright
papa, I�ll go.� He looked excited even though all he wanted to do was sleep.

�� Alright
Aurel.� You�ll need to return a
response.� Tomorrow we can go get what
you�ll need.� Harry launched himself at him, giving him a hug, �I love you
Aurel, now get some sleep.� I don�t want
you getting sick.� For someone who could kill without a thought he was rather
soft hearted when it came to the boy.

�� Doriel
didn�t like going out in the sun much but that didn�t mean he couldn�t.� Vampires were always being accused of being
creatures of the night, which is true, but they�re nocturnal but that doesn�t
stop them from going out in the day.� It
was morning when Doriel came to awaken Harry.

�� Aurel,
wake up.� He shook his shoulder gently, �Time to get ready.�

�� He
groaned, opening his eyes, �Papa?� He rubbed his eyes.

�� Yes
Aurel, time to get up, get dressed.� I�ve
laid out some clothes for you.� He stroked his hair once before walking out,
leaving him to dress.

�� Doriel
was already prepared for their trip into Diagon Alley, dressed in a black robe
and his customary cloak, he looked like any wizard.� He much preferred plain robes to anything
fancy but he knew there were moments when it was required and this wasn�t one
of them.� He himself had been born and
raised in the wizarding world, pure of blood he was chosen to be given to a
vampire lord when he reached his majority.�
He closed his eyes and shook his head, banishing the thoughts of his
past.� He would let Harry go to school,
learn what he could, and then he would turn him.� It was his intention to keep him out of the
battle between light and dark that was going to be waged, he refused to let his
future progeny be drawn into mortal struggles.�
It didn�t take long for Harry to come out of his room, dressed in a
plain blue robe and black cloak.

�� Papa,
are we going to Knockturn Alley again?� He asked, smiling, looking excited.

�� He
chuckled, �We�ll see.� We�re going to
Diagon Alley to get your supplies and if you behave then we can go to
Knockturn.� You know what I expect of you
when we�re out in public.� He moved to the fireplace, picking up some floo
powder, �We�re going to Diagon Alley.�
You go first.� He said, tossing the powder into the fire.

�� The
flames turned an emerald green and Harry stepped in, �Diagon Alley.� He said
clearly, immediately being whisked away to his destination.

�� Doriel
stepped in after him, �Diagon Alley.� Harry was waiting for him on the other
side, �Let�s be off.� He smiled.

�� The
two of them walked into the alley to begin their shopping.� Harry had every intention of behaving like a
pureblood, that�s how Doriel had raised him.�
He would be courteous and polite and he would be proud.

�� Can
we get robes first?� He questioned as they walked down the street, the bustle
of witches and wizards around them.

�� He
nodded, �Of course.� His eyes roamed over the street, settling on their
destination.

�� He
stepped inside, Harry beside him, and was immediately greeted by a smiling
witch in mauve robes, �Hogwarts robes?� She questioned upon seeing Harry.

�� Yes,
thank you.� Harry replied before being led into the back.

�� A
boy his age was already there being fitted.�
His hair was so blonde it was nearly white; he looked at hair with grey
eyes, �Going to Hogwarts?� He questioned, looking over at Harry.

�� Yes,
my first year.�

�� The
blonde smiled, �I�m Draco Malfoy.�

�� A
pleasure to meet you.� What house do you
think you�ll be in?� He questioned, avoiding introducing himself.

�� Slytherin.�
He replied, �My family has always been Slytherin.� He was proud of that fact,
�What about you?�

�� I�m
not sure yet, definitely not Hufflepuff.� He was being measured as he spoke.

�� Doriel
was waiting patiently for Harry to be done when Lucius Malfoy walked in to
collect his son, �Lucius.� He said softly, looking at the aristocratic blonde.

�� Doriel.�
He replied, �It�s good to see you again.�
What brings you here?� He questioned.

�� My
son is to attend Hogwarts; he�s getting fitted for his robes.�

�� Lucius
raised an eyebrow, �I didn�t realize you had a son.�

�� Not
many do.� He smiled as Draco came out, �I shall see you again and we can speak
more.� Lucius nodded and led Draco out.�
It wasn�t long before Harry came out, �Wand now or would you like to
save that for last?�

�� Last.�

�� Alright
then.� Together they set out to get the rest of his school supplies.

�� Their
first stop was Flourish and Blotts to acquire the
necessary books for the coming term.� The
moment they stepped inside Doriel caught sight of something that made him
sneer.� A family consisting entirely of
red heads was inside.� Harry looked up at
him then followed his gaze before looking up at him again.� The father, or who Harry assumed was the
father, looked over, his eyes narrowing.�
It appeared Doriel�s hatred for the family flowed both ways.

�� I�m
going to go get my books father.� Harry said, breaking him out of his glaring
match.

�� Alright,
get what you need.� He smiled and Harry walked off.

�� Slowly
he began gathering his books, his eye catching on a few that he would love to
have but he hadn�t been given permission to shop for anything extra.� One of the red heads, the youngest boy by the
look of him, was also collecting books.�
His tended towards the used end of the spectrum though.� His eyes lingered on Harry�s new books
jealously.� Harry caught him looking and
raised an eyebrow, wondering what his problem was.

�� Bloody
git.� The red head mumbled as he walked past, heading
out of the section Harry was currently perusing.

�� Harry
frowned, looking up from the book he was examining, �Excuse me?� He shifted his
books so that he could grab the other boy�s arm.

�� He
looked down at his hand, scowling, and jerked his arm away, �Get your hands off
me.� You people think you can tell
everyone what to do just because you have money.� He sneered, �Well you�re
wrong!�

�� He
scowled, �Who do you think you are?� He was appalled by the lack of manners
this boy had, �Were you raised in a barn?�
You�re the one who was rude to me for no reason.� He bit out through
clenched teeth, holding his anger in, �Obviously you have no class.�

�� In
a flash of movement he went to prove Harry right only to have his arm caught
inches before it made contact by one very irate vampire, �Foolish child.�
Doriel hissed, �You dare to strike at my son?�

�� Lior,
unhand my son!� The father said angrily, coming around the corner to check on
his child.

�� Doriel
glared over his shoulder, �Teach your son some manners Weasley and it won�t
have to come to this.� His eyes flashed gold but the other man didn�t back
down.� A wicked sneer took residence on
the vampire�s face, �I didn�t know you were so foolish, Arthur.� He said the
name mockingly.

�� Harry
took a small step back.� Although he knew
Doriel would never hurt him he also knew that dealing with his father when his
eyes went gold wasn�t generally a safe thing.�
That tone in his voice frightened him as well, the only other time he
had heard it was right before Doriel had torn a man�s throat out for insulting
his sire.

�� Weasley
growled, �Let him go Lior.� His voice was strained; he looked afraid and angry
all at once.

�� Doriel
narrowed his eyes and tossed the boy towards him, �Keep your spawn under
control blood traitor.� He hissed, �Aurel, get your books.� Harry quickly
gathered his books, �Fools.� He hissed under his breath as they went to pay for
the books.

�� Once
they had paid they headed out and toward the apothecary, their last stop before
getting a wand when a man with greasy hair and a hooked nose stopped them with
a word, �Doriel, what a surprise to see you here.�

�� He
smiled, �Severus, it�s been awhile, hasn�t it?�
I don�t seem to have the time lately to catch up with old friends.�

�� He
caught sight of Harry gathering his supplies, �Your child?� He questioned.

�� Yes,
he is attending Hogwarts this year.� He paused, �Aurel, come here.�

�� Immediately
he moved over to them, carrying his supplies in a pewter cauldron, �Yes
father?� He looked over at Severus, �Hello, sir.� He bowed his head in respect.

�� Aurel,
this is Severus Snape, he will be one of your professors.�

�� It�s
a pleasure to meet you sir.� He smiled, �I look forward to learning what it is
that you have to teach me.�

�� Severus
nodded, �A pleasure to meet you as well Aurel.�

�� Doriel
handed Harry some galleons, �Go pay for your supplies then we�ll go get your
wand.� Harry nodded and went to the counter, �Severus, I would like you to
watch out for him.� He is going to have a
difficult time.� He kept his words cryptic.

�� Alright.� Let us hope he takes after you instead of
whatever family you got him from.� His words weren�t accusatory; he just knew
how vampires worked.

�� You
can be sure that I raised him properly, he has known no other way.� He chuckled
softly, �Ready Aurel?� He nodded, �We�ll see you again Severus.� He said before
taking Harry out and heading to Olivander�s.

�� Ah,
Mr. Potter, I was wondering when we would see you.�

�� Harry
scowled, �But that�s not who I am.� He paused, �I mean I know that�s my birth
name but that�s not who I am.�

�� Doriel
chuckled softly, �Please excuse my son Mr. Olivander,
I fear I have not prepared him well enough for this.� Aurel, let him do his job, he knows many
things.�

�� Olivander looked over Harry�s shoulder at Doriel, �Mr.
Lior, ebony and dragon heartstring, it�s been a long time since you�ve come
into the light, hasn�t it?�

�� Yes
sir, it has.� He was very respectful to the older wizard.

�� He
turned his attention to Harry, �It feels like only yesterday your parents were
here getting their own wands.� He began to pull boxes off their respective
shelves.

�� Finally
Harry had his wand, the brother wand to Voldemort�s, the one who gave him his
scar, �Aurel, since you�ve been such a good boy we�ll go to Knockturn like you
wanted.� He smiled.

�� Harry
returned the looked happily, �Can we see Alexander?� His eyes were bright.

�� He
chuckled, �Yes, we can visit Alexander, I�m sure he�d love to see you.�

�� I
can�t wait!�

�� Doriel
chuckled, taking him down the alley.�
Harry remained on his best behavior and stayed close.� Bad things could happen down Knockturn Alley
and he had been raised to be careful.�
They moved down the street, head held high.� Doriel was well known and most everyone knew
not to mess with him.� Of course there
was always the odd person who forgot what he was capable of.� Gnarled hands grabbed Harry�s arm causing him
to cry out in surprise and Doriel to growl.�
His eyes flashed gold as he moved for the offending hand.� Harry pulled his arm away as Doriel grabbed
the arm of the one who had dared touch his son.

�� A
hissing voice came from the hood, �Master Lior, I didn�t mean to touch what�s
yours.� It coward away from him.

�� I
should kill you.� Doriel growled, �Get out of my sight.�

�� It
scampered away, leaving them alone in the street.� Harry rubbed his arm, looking up at
Doriel.� Not a word passed between them
as they continued down the street, heading to visit Alexander.� Alexander was Doriel�s sire and Harry
absolutely adored him.� Alexander spent
part of his time living in Knockturn Alley and the rest in Lior Manor.� Three knocks on the oak door that led to the
elder vampire�s home and they walked inside.

�� Doriel,
Aurel.� Alexander smiled, not moving from his seat in front of a warm fire.

�� His
hair was pure white, falling over his shoulders, perfectly straight like Doriel�s,
eyes of gold, permanently declaring that he was a vampire, gazed out from
porcelain skin, in a perfectly sculpted face.�
He looked young, which only made many feel more comfortable in his
company; the fact that when he was young he knew the founders of Hogwarts
seemed to escape them.

�� Harry
immediately launched himself into Alexander�s arms, �When are you coming home?�
He pouted, settling in his lap.

�� A
chuckle escaped his lips as he stroked Harry�s hair, �Soon little one.� When you come home for Yule I�ll be there.�

�� His
pout deepened, �But that�s so far away!�

�� Poor
little one, no worries, perhaps I may take the time to visit you at Hogwarts, I
have my ways of getting through wards you know.� He smiled and Harry
brightened, his pout melting away.

�� Oh
you will do no such thing sire.� He
doesn�t need you or anyone else bothering him at school.� Doriel finally spoke,
�He is going to Hogwarts to learn, no meddling.� Harry turned his pout on him,
�And that won�t work on me young man.� He looked at his sire, �Please, don�t
disrupt his lessons.� He needs to learn
what they can teach him without our interference.�

�� Alexander
chuckled, �You know I can�t help but check in on my favorite boy.� You also know that I will do as I please
Doriel.� He stroked Harry�s hair.

�� I
know sire, just please, unless it�s vitally important.�

�� He
smiled at the boy in his lap, �I�ll take it under advisement.� Harry smiled,
snuggling into his lap and laying his head on his chest, closing his eyes and
falling asleep.

�� Doriel
took a seat beside Alexander, staring into the fire, �He misses you a lot.�

�� Do
you miss me?� He questioned, petting Harry absently.

�� You
know I do.� Came the reply, �You once told me that I was your mate, was that a
lie?�

�� No,
it wasn�t a lie.� You are my mate, the
only one for me.� I don�t want anyone
else but after a few hundred years everyone needs a little space now and
then.� You know I always come back.�

�� He
sighed, �I know but that doesn�t make it easier on me or on him.� He sees you as part of the family, our
family.� You helped me raise him, teach
him.� We both miss you, come home.�

�� I
will but not until Yule.� After that I�ll
stay.� He paused, �And no objecting, I have my reasons.�

�� Doriel
rolled his eyes, �Yes sire.� He smiled at the sleeping boy, �We should be
getting home.� Gently he took Harry from his arms, �Will you send along his
supplies?�

�� Yes,
get him home and into bed.� He�s
exhausted.� Harry snuggled closer into Doriel�s chest.

�� Thank
you sire.� He said before taking some floo powder off the mantle and tossing it
into the fire, �Lior Manor.� He stated.�
He stepped gracefully out of the fireplace in the main hall, Harry still
asleep in his arms.� Without a word he
went upstairs and into Harry�s room.�
With practiced hands he stripped Harry�s robe and got him into his
pajamas before tucking him into bed.�
With a smile he brushed Harry�s hair out of his face and laid a soft
kiss on his forehead, �Have sweet dreams my child.� With that he walked out,
closing the door behind him.

Next Chapter:� Train rides.

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