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      Labyrinth_(1986), Hellboy_(Movies)
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      Harry_Potter/Kurt_Wagner, Severus_Snape/Hank_McCoy, George_Weasley/Rogue/
      Fred_Weasley, Logan_(X-Men)/Remus_Lupin, Warren_Worthington_III/Original
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      Hank_McCoy, Rogue_(X-Men), Logan_(X-Men), Remus_Lupin, Warren_Worthington
      III, Jareth_(Labyrinth), Sarah_Williams, Bill_Weasley, Ororo_Munroe, Luna
      Lovegood, Neville_Longbottom, Tom_Riddle_|_Voldemort, Nuada_(Hellboy),
      Original_Female_Character(s), Original_Male_Character(s)
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      Published: 2015-02-27 Chapters: 7/? Words: 6618
****** Yellow, Green, Blue, and White ******
by lupinistic
Summary
     Hated, abused, and scared Harry runs away from the Dursleys and limps
     into a abandoned church. He stumbles upon the a bold teleporter, who
     is the most beautiful creature Harry has ever seen. Dumble, Granger,
     Ron and female Weasley bashing. SLASH! Heavy elements of abuse. Rated
     M18 for a reason!
***** Chapter 1 *****
A/N: This is a Multiverse slash crossover with heavy elements of physical
abuse. If you do not like, or this may trigger something, do not read. Side
note, I will not tolerate flames. Just saying.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or X-Men.
Prolouge
"FREAK!" 15 year old Harry Potter heard his hippo of an uncle yell from
downstairs. He sighed and carried his already fatigued body down the stairs.
He had been beaten a few times since being 'home' but nothing too bad so far.
The beatings weren't what got to him most at this point, it was the betrayal of
his friends. And Dumbledore for that matter. He remembered quite clearly how
the betrayal had come to light at the end of the year. During his battle with
Voldemort for his mind.
FLASHBACK
Voldemort delved deeper into his mind, trying to find something to use against
him. He found memories of the beatings, deciding to bypass them. He seemed to
think it in poor taste to use those. He went deeper. Finding and showing Harry
memories he never remembered having.
'Harry had been walking alone in his 2nd year trying not to get caught by Snape
in the dungeons. He heard whispering, piquing his curiosity. He heard Ron and
Hermione talking about him in low voices.
"I can't wait until Dumbledore finally gets rid of Harry. No money is worth
almost dying last year. Or even having to be his friend." Harry froze and
gasped. Hermione turned at the sudden noise, eyes going wide in horror when she
saw Harry standing in the shadows. She raised her wand, muttering a memory
charm.
There several more of that nature, including one pertaining to Ginny trying to
dose him with love potions. After a few minutes, Voldemort took pity on him.
"After this Harry Potter, don't get in my way. My fight is with Dumbledore. He
doesn't care about you. Find someone who will. Leave this war to the adults.
Focus on being a child." Then Voldemort left his mind.
END FLASHBACK
Harry slowly walked down into the kitchen, seeing his Uncle holding glass in
his hand. He held it up and beckoned Harry closer. Against his better
judgement, Harry walked toward his uncle, until he was about a foot away from
him. Vernon grabbed his hair viciously and dragged him forward, holding the
glass in his face. " WHAT IS THIS FREAK! WHY IS THERE A SPOT ON THIS GLASS!?
WELL!" He screamed in his nephew's face. When Harry didn't answer fast enough,
he slammed his back into hard into the counter, bending in a way that was far
from natural. But Harry didn't scream. He wouldn't make a sound. This just
infuriated Vernon more. He threw Harry to the floor, kicking him repeatedly in
the legs and arms that he had brought up to protect his stomach. He kept
kicking him until his nephew went limp on the floor. He then left him bleeding
in the dining room.
Several hours later, Harry woke in immense pain. He finally decided he had had
enough. He was done. He was going to leave. He dragged himself outside, lifting
himself to his feet, and going wherever his feet would guide him.
The only thing Harry could think as he ran through the streets of Surrey was
why. Why did his aunt and uncle hate him? Why did they beat him? Why did
Dumbledore betray him? Why did he pretend to care, then leave him with those
monsters after he begged him not to? Why did Sirius have to die? Why did
Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and pretend to care about him, only to steal his money
from him? Not that he really cared about the money, but it still hurt. He was
hurting in so many ways.
He was now limping near an abandoned church, it was looming over him looking
haunted and destitute. But it would provide good shelter for now. He slowly
limped toward it, having to stop every few steps to deal with the pain. Once he
finally reached the doors, he carefully pushed the door and peered inside
warily. He noticed that a few of the candles at the front were lit, telling him
someone else was there. He slowly went inside and peered around, searching for
said person. Upon finding no one, he decided to do something that most people
would consider stupid… He called out to whoever it was.
"Hello?" No answer. "I know someone is here." At that he heard a soft 'bamf'
come from somewhere, but no reply. " I'm sorry if I'm intruding, but I need
somewhere to hide and keep relatively warm for a while. I hope you don't mind a
little company for a while." He said as he sat down on a nearby pew, whimpering
at the pain that erupted from his back. After a moment he started to wheeze and
gasp for air. He heard the strange noise again, and saw a pair of bright yellow
eyes and blue skin before he blacked out. The last thought he thought he had
was 'beautiful'.
A/N: The next chapter will be in Kurt's POV. Hope you guys enjoy, and review!
***** I Vill Not Tell a Soul *****
A/N: When I said Kurt's POV I meant like in the same way as the last chapter
went except focusing on Kurt. Because I suck at first person. Really bad! Oh
and in case anyone was wondering, I will be bringing in other Harry Potter
characters, namely Fred and George. They have a nice part to play with another
X-Men character. It might be a while though, so just enjoy what I've written so
far. Please review with your comments and questions, and I will answer the
question via PM.
Italics=German
Kurt lay the boy down on the pew after he passed out. He noticed the boy had a
great many injuries. He wondered where he might have gotten them. Then he saw
the bruises around his neck that were the shape of a hand. He no longer had to
guess. He knew it was abuse. "Armer Junge." He whispered as he stroaked the
boys face. Who or what could do such a thing? He looked adorable in his sleep.
Kurt's tail acted on its own and started stroking the boys face. Kurt stayed by
his side for the few hours that he was out cold.
As Kurt thought about what wrong had been done to the boy laying before him, he
realized that many people could have done it. So many people were cruel these
days. So many people were afraid of people who are different. That's what Kurt
suspected about this boy. He may not have the outward appearance of looking
different, such as Kurt' s own, but he knew that meant nothing. Many mutants
looked like everyone else, but had deadly secrets. Maybe this boy was different
as well. Kurt sat like this for hours, waiting for the boy to wake up.
When he finally did wake, Kurt was too absorbed in his thoughts to notice the
startling green eyes staring at him. He jumped at the soft raspy voice.
"Who are you?" Kurt looked into the green eyes, expecting to see what he
usually did, disgust and fear. But what he saw was curiosity, awe and...
Admiration?
"I am Kurt Vagner. And you are?" He asked, turning to kneel next to the boy on
the pew. The boy smiled. It would have been amazing if it weren't so broken. In
the that moment, Kurt vowed to himself he would fix the boy before him. He
would make his eyes gleam, and make his smile beautiful again. He was pulled
out of his musings when the boy spoke again.
"I am Harry Potter. But I plan to change my name as soon as possible. I just
need to get away. Once I'm away, I'll be fine. Just a few things I have to do
in London before I go. Then I'll probably head to America." He started to think
on his plans, completely forgetting about the beautiful creature beside him.
Well, sort of. He was kinda thinking about asking him to go with him, not that
Kurt knew that. Kurt was just watching the thoughtful expressions play across
the boys face. After a moment he cleared his throat, gaining the attention of
the younger boy. Said boy gave him a sheepish smile.
"Sorry about that. Just thinking about the things I need to do before leaving
England." He said softly. Kurt stared at a bruise on his face, before looking
into his eyes.
"You need to heal before you do anyfing. While ve are on ze subject, who did
zis to you? Who vould do zis to you?" Kurt asked, heart aching as Harry looked
away, seemingly in shame. Kurt raised a hand up and stroked his face, trying to
offer some comfort.
"You don't have to be afraid or ashamed. What they did vas not your fault. And
they vill not hurt you again. Zat I can promise, schön." This caused Harry to
smile a little.
"My uncle. I'll tell you the whole story, but you have to swear yourself to
secrecy." He said with a serious look on his face. Kurt could feel the gravity
of the situation. He knew he had to agree.
"I vouldn't dare tell a soul vithout your permission." He said, taking one of
Harry's hands in his own three fingered one. Harry smiled at him, before
looking away and taking a deep breath.
"First of all, you must not interrupt me while I'm telling you my story.
Understood?" He waited till he got a nod in return, before he leaned back and
began.
A/N: Haha! Cliffy! I don't normally do these, but I feel that the next part of
the story will be most effective in Harryish POV.
***** My Life Is A Near Death Experience *****
Harry POV:
Harry took a deep breath before starting. "First thing you should know is that
I'm a wizard." He looked to see Kurt give him a calculating look. "I would show
you, but then they would take find me and take me back. I'll show you after we
go to Gringotts." If Kurt noticed that Harry assumed that he was going with
him, he didn't show it. "There is a powerful wizard by the name of Voldemort,
who believes that all nonmagical folk, or as we call them, muggles should be
killed. He is thought to be cruel and evil. When I was about a year old there
was supposedly a prophecy created about me being able to kill him or something.
So he came after my parents and I. He killed my parents and tried to kill me
but the spell rebounded and destroyed his body, but apparently not his soul.
He ran off to hide for the next 10 years and I was sent to my aunt and uncles
home.I then lived for the next 10 years in a cupboard under the stairs, being
used as a slave and beaten senseless everyday of my life. Then just before I
turned 11 I got my letter to Hogwarts, which was the school that I learned
magic at. It was taken. The letters kept coming until my uncle went insane and
decided to try and run away. We ended up in a shack that wanted to cave in on
us, on an island that was off shore, in the middle of a storm.
My aunt and uncle got the bed in another room, and cousin got the couch with
the extra blankets while I got the freezing ground covered with dust, with
nothing but a thin sheet. This was by the way the night before my 11th
birthday. I couldn't sleep and was up when it turned midnight on my cousins
watch, when there was a loud bang on the door. My uncle and aunt came out of
the bedroom, my uncle holding a rifle, just as the door was taken off its
hinges. A giant man stepped through the door, named Hagrid. Turns out he is a
half giant.
But anyway, my darling uncle was stupid enough to threaten Hagrid, who was able
to bend the end of his gun. I was so surprised to get a birthday cake from a
man didn't even know, when own supposed family never cared. He told me I was a
wizard. Which I had a hard time believing, since I had always been referred to
as a freak or told I was worthless. In my mind, I was thinking how could
someone like me have something like magic. He gave my cousin a pigs tail when
he was stealing my cake, then took me to Diagon Alley to get my school things.
While I was there I went to Gringotts and found out my parents had left me
money. Probably a lot more money than even I know, with Dumbledore trying to
control me. But I'm getting ahead there. I got all of my school things,
including a wand that was the brother wand of Voldemort's. Said wand was
snapped and burned by my uncle at the beginning of the summer. Then Hagrid got
me Hedwig a snow owl, who thankfully I left with my adopted brothers, so she is
safe. Hagrid then took me to the Kings Cross station and told me to go to
platform 9 and 3/4. I luckily saw and got directions onto the platform. I
didn't realize this was a ploy to get me as a friend for her youngest son and a
husband for her youngest daughter so they could have my money when I was killed
off.
The two oldest Weasleys and the twins are the only people I've been able to
trust. My brothers. During that year I met one of my godfathers, though I'm
guessing he didn't know because he hated me. One of my teachers had Voldemort
somehow infused to the back of his head and was after a stone that would help
bring him back. I did as Dumbledore planned and stopped him, almost dying. Then
every year since I've gone through some sort of trial that I almost died from.
Including fighting a basilisk, almost getting my soul ripped out by creatures
that take away all the happiness from the world, then having to fight against a
dragon, merpeople and God knows what in a tournament.
Then my blood was used to bring Voldemort back, he tortured me and almost
killed me before I got away. Then finally just this last year I found out there
is a connection between our minds. He used that connection against me to get
the prophecy, but I broke the orb it was held in. While we where in the
Ministry where he had lured me to, my other godfather, the one who doesn't hate
me, was killed by his cousin.
Then Dumbledore and Voldemort dueledand Voldemort invaded my mind. As he sifted
through my memories, he found some memories that had been wiped from my memory
that had to do with my 'friends' talking about killing me and such. He also saw
the abuse. He told me to stay out of the war and that he would leave me alone.
He was after Dumbledore, not me. Then Dumbledore tried to tell me I had to
destroy Voldemort and blah blah blah. Even though I'm just a student. It's not
possible for me to take down a wizard who in his 70s. Then finally I went back
to my relatives home and almost got beaten to death, then came here." He
finally looked over at Kurt. Said person was glaring at the opposite wall,
faintly growling. Harry placed his hand on Kurt's, which was resting on the
pew, and yellow eyes looked into green.
"How could zay do zat to you? Say zay are your friends and zen try to get you
killed and get what belongs to you. Or leave you in a house zat za people
inside have tried to kill you on a daily basis! It is unbelievable!"He said,
jumping up and pacing back and forth. The sight made Harry's breath catch in
his throat. He was even more beautiful when angry. But what got him most was
that such a beautiful creature could be angry on his behalf. He was just a
broken boy who was forced to grow up too fast. That was unbelievable.
***** Red Heads and Dour Ravens *****
Kurt was pacing in front of the occupied pew, muttering in German, tail
whipping back and forth of its own accord. He couldn't believe someone could do
such a thing to another person. Pretend to care about them only because they
wanted to get money and power. It was disgusting! It made his blood boil,
Harry on the other hand was staring at the beautiful blue creature in front of
him in disbelief. Most people would have freaked out by now. But Kurt was just
angry on his behalf. It was amazing. They both brought out of their thoughts by
the sound of footsteps at the door. Two sets of footsteps. Identical footsteps.
Harry knew them right away, while Kurt tensed up, ready to grab Harry and
teleport away if he had to. Until Harry spoke.
"Gred! Forge! I'm fine, dear brothers." Kurt still looked wary of them as they
started running toward Harry's voice, but he stayed by Harry's side. Two red
heads came into view. They looked at Kurt for a moment, before looking at Harry
on the pew and grimacing.
"You call this okay!?" They yelled as one. This was far from okay. Harry was
lucky they had brought Snape along. Speaking of which, said Slytherin walked
through the door, and Kurt teleported away. There were too many people around.
Harry glared at the twins and Snape.
"Look what you did! You scared him away!" He growled out at the dour man, who
just glared at him in return.
"Shut up, Potter! It's not my fault that he is skidish! You need to be healed!
Or are you really as stupid as Dumbledore would have everyone believe, and not
want to be healed? To just go with the pain for now, let it heal on its own?! I
think not, brat!" The ravens squared off in a staring contest until finally,
Harry growled and looked away. Snape smirked and proceeded to do a scanning
spell over the smaller raven's body. He didn't even flinch when there was a
'Bamf' sound, and Kurt appeared behind Harry. Severus didn't look at him, but
spoke to him in a uncharacteristically soothing manner.
"We won't judge you on your appearance or abilities, you know. We are wizards.
We have seen far more bizarre things then a blue man, with a tail that can
teleport. I'm actually quite surprised that you are not afraid of us, and what
we can do." He looked up to see Kurt just shrug his shoulders, but not look up
at him. He only had eyes for Harry. This again caused Severus to smirk. Oh fun
it will be to mess with them.
***** Chapter 5 *****
THIRD POV
After an hour of intense spell weaving on Severus' part, Harry was completely
healed, though still malnourished. After a pepper-up potion, Harry was good to
go to Gringotts. Harry sat up, with the unneeded help of Kurt (not that it was
protested) and looked at his second godfather.
"Why are you here? Not that I'm not grateful, but you are the last person I
would expect to help me. It's quite obvious that you have hated me since you
first laid eyes on me in First Year. So, why?" He asked, giving the raven
haired man a guarded look. The man sighed and sat down heavily next to Harry,
making the boy tense up in reflex. Harry turned and obsidian locked with
emerald as Severus answered.
"I don't hate you. I never actually did. I couldn't let Dumbledore know that
you meant anything to me. Not many people are aware your mother and I had been
best friends since childhood. Dumbledore knew, but thought we hadn't spoken
since our falling out in the end of Fifth Year. In our school years, your
father and I were worse than you and Draco have been over the years. Then there
was Black and the others but that's for another time." He said leaning back
against the pew and closing his eyes as he continued.
"Your father used to try everything in his power to humiliate me, and get Lily
away from me because he was jealous of me, and he freely admitted it when your
mother was pregnant. He was jealous because she would hang around with me, and
wouldn't give him the time of day.
I had already become 'friends' with Lucius in hopes of being accepted by the
rest of Slytherin and had fallen for the sweet promises spouted by the Dark
Lord. I like you had been hated and abused at home for my magic by my muggle
father. That coupled with the tortures I endured at the hands your father and
his friends, I so badly wished to belong. And I was naïve and desperate enough
to believe I would find that by being branded as a Death Eater.
Everything finally came to a head during our Fifth Year when your father and
co. decided it would be funny to pants me and levitate me upside down near the
Black Lake while the majority of the school was out there on a hot day. Your
mother helped me, and your father mocked me for that fact. In my moment of
anger, a moment I still regret to this day, I called Lily a mudblood. I
apologized profusely, but she said that she couldn't be friends with a Death
Eater wannabe. So, I became a Death Eater and we didn't speak again until the
summer before our Seventh Year. We kept our friendship a secret until Lily
found out she was pregnant with you.
Surprisingly your father, Black, and Lupin all apologized to me for the
problems we caused and told me how they no longer trusted Dumbledore. They
weren't going to join the Dark Lord but, they weren't going to oppose him
either. They decided to become neutral in the war. And when you were born I was
also made your godfather. I promised I would do anything in my power to protect
you. I now know that I failed you, but know that I never hated you." He tensed
as he ended his speech, waiting for Harry to speak.
"I already knew you were my godfather." He said simply. Severus jerked upright
and whipped to look at the boy on his left.
"How?" He asked warily. Harry gave him a wry smile.
"When I followed McGonagal, Fudge, and Madam Rosemerta upstairs to find out
about Sirius, I wanted to find out who my godmother was. I found a spell that
would reveal my godparents and imagine my surprise when I saw I had three
godfathers and two godmothers. Godfathers Sirius Black, Severus Snape, and a
man named James Howlette, also known as Logan or the Wolverine." Kurt gasped at
the last name, causing four pairs of eyes to be directed at him.
"I know Logan. He iz with zee X-Men in Vestchester New York. I helped them last
year against a man who vanted to kill all mutants, and almost succeeded. In the
end the man died." Attention turned back to Harry when Kurt didn't speak any
further.
"I guess we know where we are headed after Gringotts. Anyway, my godmothers
were listed as Alice Longbottom and Charles Kovacs." Severus was nodding to the
last part.(Important side note, I'm mixing in Watchmen vaguely. Charles Kovacs
is the daughter of Walter Kovacs, also known as Rorschach. You'll find out more
as we go.) He also did not seem surprised to hear either names.
"Alice makes sense. Lily was also Longbottom's godmother. And Charlie isn't
much of a surprise either. She is also in New York. More times than not she is
in Manhattan, but I've heard of her going to Westchester a few times." Harry
narrowed his eyes and looked at Severus.
"You sound like you know her well." He said, highly suspicious of the man next
to him. He was given a bemused smirk.
"That's because I do. Charles, or Joe as Lucius and I've always called her, is
my cousin who was in the same year as the rest of us. She was also a Slytherin.
Our fathers were half brothers. Her mother was the younger sister of that Logan
you mentioned. Her mother was killed by another cousin of hers named Grayson.
But neither of her parents had magic, even if her mother was a mutant…" A
dreamy voice interrupted him form the door.
"And she is also one of the rare mutants to gain the mutation from the mother.
Like Kurt gained his skin from his mother Mystique, even if he gained his
mutation from his father Azazel." Everyone was looking at the door when Luna
and Neville stepped from the shadows, both with grins on their faces.
TBC
A/N: I really wanted to get to Gringotts in this chapter but my muse ran away
with me. A lot of the stuff in this chapter were not planned and kinda just
happened. I hope you guys liked the chapter and I hope for feedback.
***** Chapter 6 *****
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or X-Men.
THIRD POV
Harry grinned right back and ran to Luna to pull her into his arms. Kurt was
wary of this one. She knew about him. She knew things that he had only just
recently learned himself. The only reason he wasn't leaving was because Harry
seemed to be completely at ease around her. For now he would reserve judgement.
Harry pulled back and had a puzzled look on his face, looking between the blond
girl and the group who had shown up first.
"Okay, I know better than to ask how Luna found me, but how did you two find
me?" He asked, looking from the one he claimed as his younger sister to those
he had claimed as his older brothers. They gave him a grin and pulled out two
necklaces that were duplicates of one that Harry wore around his neck. The
twins had given it to him this past Christmas. Harry didn't even ask what
enchantments they had used to pull that off and just went with it. Luna cut in
again.
"We need to put glamours on Harry and Kurt so we can go to Gringotts. Oh Fred,
George, you probably won't be Weasleys for much longer." With that cryptic
little message she went silent and gestured to Severus to perform the spells.
Harry became a little taller with straight shoulder length auburn hair and dull
brown eyes. Kurt stayed relatively the same, besides adding more fingers,
removing his tail from sight and changing his natural colors. He now had pale
skin, brown hair and eyes. He kept looking at his hands in awe, until Luna
pulled something from inside her robes and held it out for everyone to grab. It
was a chipped teapot. Kurt was confused as to it's purpose but he followed
everyone elses example and grabbed it. A moment later Luna mumbled something
and he felt like something hooked into his navel and pulled.
A moment later he was landing on a cobble stone street. He caught Harry as he
started to fall down. Harry smiled up at him before frowning in confusion.
"How did you not fall? I've done this a few times now, and I never land on my
feet." He said the last part in a grumble. Kurt grinned down at him.
"I have a lot of practice vith balance. I used to be a acrobat in zee Munich
Circus." He replied as they started to follow the others. After a few minutes a
red blur ran at Severus screaming something that sounded suspiciously like
Russy, before hugging and almost knocking him off his feet. Severus pried the
offender off his person and looked down to find a woman who looked to be in her
early twenties with hair in a style similar to his own, that was a brighter red
than even the twins. Which Harry thought to be an impossible feat. Severus'
eyes widened in recognition.
"Joe!? What are you doing here?!" He said as his eyes narrowed in suspicion.
The one christened as Joe, or as the others figured must be Charles Kovacs,
became serious instantly, her face showing no emotion.
"You know how get those feelings sometimes?" She asked, pausing for Severus to
answer with a nod. "Well, yesterday for some reason I just knew I had to be at
Gringotts today. So here I am. Now do I smell who I think I smell?" She asked
eyes flicking to Harry, then back to her cousin. They stared at each other for
a few moments before Charlie nodded to her cousin and started back toward
Gringotts. Severus decided to make small talk to break the tension.
"So, how is Alex? I haven't heard from him since graduation." He asked, looking
straight ahead as he waited for an answer.(Alex is Alexander Veidt. Son of
Ozymandais and one of Charlie's childhood friends. Another two I will probably
mention at some point are the twin son and daughter of Lady Twilight and Nite
Owl. They are Markus and Mikayla Driberg. All of the Watchman's kids were
witches and wizards. It was a gift from Dr. Manhattan to all but Charlie and
Alex. She was that way normally and I'm saying the Veidts are a pureblood
family who usually went to Durmstrang but Alex went to Hogwarts to stick with
Charlie. The Dreiberg twins are a year older than the rest.) Charlie smiled.
"He is doing very well. He finally got his head out of his ass and asked Markus
out. I get free porn in our living room now." She giggled when she looked to
see all of them either blushing, gaping at her, or both. The next comment
brought out a full out laugh.
"You spent far too much time around the Comedian as a child." Severus said in
exasperation, shaking his head. "What would your father say if he heard you say
stuff like that?" Charlie just got a smirk on her face.
"We both know what he would say. And I stopped listening to what he said a long
time ago. As much as I love him, my godfather was a better influence by far.
Even if he became a dark lord." Severus smirked and nodded.
"He was a better influence than a lot of people. And everyone thinks he hates
muggleborns. But, he has one as his goddaughter and heir." Harry's eyes got
wide as he finally figured out who they were talking about. He left Kurt's side
to walk on the other side of Charlie, whispering to her.
"The Dark Lord is your godfather?!" The woman smiled at him.
"Yes. My mother considered him her best friend before she died. She didn't have
anyone else outside her older brothers she would trust with me if something
happened to her and my father. As fate would have it, they were both dead by
the time I was ten and I was raised through my school years by him." Harry was
in shock, as he dropped back to Kurt's side. He spent his entire life thinking
that Voldemort was sadistic person who hated muggleborns and would torture and
kill them. But here was one, who not only had he not killed, he had raised for
a good portion of her life. He knew that Dumbledore had been lying to him his
whole life, but this was still a shock. As Harry was lost in his thoughts, they
had walked into Gringotts, and Kurt had been guiding him the whole way. Now was
the moment of truth.
A/N: Okay I'm sorry we haven't actually gotten to what will happen in Gringotts
yet, but that is actually going to take a bit of work, but I'm already working
on it. I also wanted to bring in Charlie and explain some of the other
characters I plan to bring in at some point. And it again ran away on its own.
***** Chapter 7 *****
THIRD POV
Just as Charlie and Severus were going to go up to the front desk, they were
stopped by a glowering Remus. He glared at all of them, hissing out through
clenched teeth. "Do you know that the Order is looking for all of you? Even you
Charlie! They sent me to watch Gringotts. Give me one reason not to call the
Order." He said, looking straight at Harry. Said boy glared right back.
"Remus you can either come with us and find out, or I will have my godparents
stun you and banish you somewhere till we are long gone." He hissed out,
standing his ground. Remus looked torn until Neville stepped up and spoke.
"Professor Lupin, I know you care about Harry. And I can tell you if you call
Dumbledore, you will just be causing him harm." Remus gave him a piercing look
and nodded his head when Neville held his ground. He fell into step with his
old schoolmates as they walked up to the front of the bank with their little
group. They let Harry come up to the front of the group, it being him they were
there for. He waited for the goblin to stop what he was doing before speaking.
"I would like to take an inheritance test and then check my vaults, if that is
at all possible." The goblin gave a nod and waved another goblin over. Said
goblin, who turned out to be Griphook, led them down a very ornate hallway and
into an equally ornate office. Another goblin was sitting behind the desk and
waved them in. The glamours on both Kurt and Harry were disabled, which caused
the goblin to grin.
"Ah, Mr. Potter. It is good that you were finally able to come to us. I take it
that you haven't gotten any of our letters?" The goblin, who had yet to name
himself asked. Harry in one of the three chairs in front of the desk, with Kurt
motioning for Charlie and Luna to take the others.
"You would be correct. Now, not to be rude, but what do I call you?" It was
Charlie who answered.
"This Harry is Ragnok, Director of Gringotts, and most trusted of the Goblin
King." Aforementioned goblin nodded his head in conformation, before another
goblin came in with a vial and a parchment, handing it to his superior. Ragnok
laid the parchment out and handed the vial to Harry.
"Now Mr. Potter, you most put three drops of blood in the vial, shake it, and
then pour it on the parchment." Harry did as asked, and they all watched as
words started to appear.
Hadrian James Charlus Potter Black Gryffindor Peverall
Mother: Lilian Joan Potter nee Evans (ADOPTED)
Father: James Charlus Potter
Maternal Grandfather: Jareth , Goblin King
Maternal Grandmother: Arethusa, Princess of Nymphs
Paternal Grandfather: Charlus Augustus Potter
Paternal Grandmother: Dorea Narcissa Potter nee Black
GodFathers:
James "Logan" Howlete A.K.A. Wolverine
Sirius Orion Black
Severus Tobias Snape
GodMothers:
Alice Luanne Longbottom nee Prewitt
Charles Josephine Worthington nee Kovacs (Hehe, bet you didn't see that coming:
P)
Titles
Crowned Prince and Heir of Goblin Throne
Noble and Most Ancient House of Potter
Noble and Most Ancient House of Black
Noble and Most Ancient House of Gryffindor
Noble and Most Ancient House of Peverall
Heir of Merlin
Heir of Morgana La Fey
Everyone was gaping at the paper and Ragnok actually got up and ran out of the
room. After a moment Severus turned to his cousin and glared at her.
"You got married and didn't even tell me?!" Charlie smiled sheepishly.
"If it makes you feel better no one besides us and Warren know. We were keeping
it a secret for now." Severus was stopped from retorting by a flash and a bunch
of glitter falling directly in front of Charlie. Said women was coughing and
waving her arms in front of her, trying to clear the air before growling to the
man who appeared with the glitter.
"Seriously man! What is with you and the glitter!" Said man just grinned before
turning to Harry and looking him over.
Everyone in the room did the same with the newcomer, excluding Charlie. The man
had crazily spiked blonde hair, two different colored eyes one the same shade
as Harry's eyes, high slanted eyebrows, and seemed to wear glittery makeup. He
also wore bizarre clothing. (No idea how to describe it. Just look up a pic of
him.) After a few minutes he smiled down at Harry.
" So you're my grandson? I must say I'm surprised. We had thought your mother
was dead. I would take you back with me, but Mrs. Worthington would fight me
first. And I rather not cross blades with her again anytime soon. Nuada taught
her far too well." He said, glancing and the woman, who looked rather smug,
before looking back to Harry. "But, the goblins will do anything you ask, and I
will be sending Griphook with you under a fae glamour." He then handed Harry
one of his magic orbs. "If you ever need me, just look at this and call for me.
I will appear in the orb, or come in person if need be. For now I should
probably remove the bonds on your fae heritage. That is if you want me too."
Harry smiled.
"I would rather like that, thank you," In a flash of light, Harry under went a
metamorphosis. When the light cleared he had long black hair that fell in
waves, one eye a duller green than the other, slanted eyebrows and was slightly
curvy. More than likely from his nymph side. He stayed the same 5'4" to his
disappointment. All in all, to Kurt anyway, he was even more beautiful. Harry
got up and to everyone's surprise hugged Jareth, before bidding him farewell
and the king disappearing in a cloud of glitter.
Ragnok came in panting then scowled at the glitter littering his office. Harry
was about to speak when Charlie cut him off, and turned to look at the twins.
"How would you two like to be blood adopted?" They both gaped at her, and
Severus arched an eyebrow at the inquiry.
"Wouldn't you need to consult your husband, before gaining two sons?" He said
in irritation. She gave him cheeky grin.
"I already did. Nuala came to me a month ago telling me she had gotten one of
her rare visions and saw me and Warren blood adopting a pair of red headed
twins. So I talked to him, and I have the potion with our blood right here."
She said, holding up two vials of black potion. She then turned back to the
twins who looked at each other and grinned before grinning and nodding. She
held the vials out to the twins and they uncorked them and downed the contents
instantly. They both started grimacing in pain before collapsing on the floor
as they changed. After about five minutes of tense silence they stood up and
grinned. They both threw themselves at Charlie screaming Mummy, tackling her
and the chair to the floor.
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