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Adult ++
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Prologue
By: Izzymarie
Disclaimer: I don’t really own anything. :) what I do own, which is very little, you will, hopefully, realize. Thank you... and enjoy. :) (I hope )
Summary: Harry’s parents don’t want him after he is sorted into slytherin. Fifth year, he starts acting up. He and his best friend, Pansy and boy friend, Draco, start... getting into some trouble. They start the evolution of the wizarding world. Something that never got started by Tom Riddle.
Okay, so I know this story takes place with first year being in 91, but I really don’t feel like doing it that way. Sorry, but I’m gonna have it take place modern day, well basically anyways. Also, I know his parents actions in this story are a bit rash, but I just kinda needed them out of the way. I could have killed them off, but where would the fun part come in later. evil smirk
Warnings: (none for this chapter.) SLASH woot woot woot. Minor drug use. Alcohol use.(not AS minor as the drug use.) Features a slyth. and somewhat dark harry. He may become gothic, I haven’t decided yet. I’ll have to have you guys vote on that. I like to have reader input, so the reader can have some of what they want... :) now, on with the story.
Prologue- What Never Existed
Daily Prophet
Saturday, December 20,1941
EXTRA EXTRA
Death at Hogwarts
A tragedy struck at the school, world renowned for being the best of the best Monday afternoon. A boy, by the name of Thomas M. Riddle was ice skating on the lake, when he fell through the ice. The authorities are unsure whether or not this tragedy is an accident, or is in fact, a murder.
For many worried parents, this raises questions for the safety of their children. There is always supposed to be an adult present while the children are out skating on the lake. If there was one, why didn’t anyone try and save the boy? Think how this child’s parents are feeling right now. (1) They have lost their son, when he should have lived on for a long time. Who’s at fault? We aren’t sure here at the prophet. We will be updating you as more information comes in.
By: Yvonne Skeeter
FiftyYearsLater
Halloween night
Lily and James Potter had just tucked in their one year old son, Harry. If only they knew how close they had come to dying that day. If one little accident fifty years before hadn’t taken place, they would have been dead. Lily would have never told James that she was pregnant with their second child. They would have never seen a healthy baby boy named Sage Michael Potter be born six month’s later. Fortunately for them, they did get to see all these wonderful things. Everything was great, until Harry was sorted into Slytherin in his first year.
They couldn’t comprehend that he was anything different than them, so they started treating him a little bit differently. While they treated Sage like a little prince. Sage was the carbon copy of their father. They paid so much attention to sage. However, they gave him the cold shoulder throughout his whole first year. When he came home for Christmas break, he only had three presents under the tree, while his little brother had around twenty. Harry didn’t understand. What did he do wrong? When he asked about his few small presents, he got a smack on his cheek and a...
“How dare you? At least we actually got you something. We weren’t going to get you anything at all. Guess we’ll just have to take them away. Now go upstairs to your room. I don’t want to see you for the rest of the day. In fact, I don’t want you to leave that room, until I tell you to.” His mother said, before ripping away the three presents she had gotten him. As he turned to retreat to his room, he felt a sharp tap on his bottom, as his mother spanked him.
He slowly ascended the stairs and shut his door. He leaned against it before he walked over to his bed and collapsed onto it. He drew his knees up to his chest and started rocking back and forth. He felt tears coming to his eyes and tried to hold them back. However, with all the hurt he was feeling, he just could not do it. He started sobbing. He didn’t want to get caught so he laid down on his stomach, and buried his head under his pillow, until his sobs vanquished into just plain tears.
He could hear is family talking and laughing joyously downstairs. He wished he could go join them, but he knew he was an outsider now. When he could no longer cry, he stood up and made his way over to his desk. May as well get a start on my homework. I don’t want Professor Snape to hate me even more than he already does. Besides, I have nothing else to do. He worked until midnight, before putting on his pajama’s and laying down to sleep. He never heard his parents come up stairs to discuss something that would change his life forever. He wouldn’t hear that until the next morning. His parents would never find out that he was an outcast in his house. He didn’t want to become close to any of them, because he wanted to make his family happy. Everyone in his house ignored him, but they would become something when he needed the most.
When he was awoken the next day by his mother, he smiled up at her. When she just gave him a dirty look and told him to get dressed, pack his things, and bring them downstairs, he started to worry. He didn’t get the chance to ask why, before she left the room in a hurry.
He dressed quickly and packed even faster. He didn’t want to anger his parents any more. When he got his stuff to the bottom of the stairs, Harry stared in confusion at a man he had only seen once before. It was his parents lawyer. What is he doing here? Harry thought to himself. I may as well ask, I can’t get in trouble for being curious.
“Whats going on, mum?” he asked, still looking at the lawyer in confusion.
“He’s escorting you back to school.” Lily said to him, with a look of... was that relief in here eyes? Okay, whats going on?
“What, why? Can’t I stay here for the rest of holiday?” he asked feeling even worse.
“NO Don’t you see, Harold? We don’t want you any more. We signed over our rights as your parents. You are no longer Harry Potter. If we hadn’t already paid for your schooling for the year, you wouldn’t even be going back. You should be grateful.” His mother said, before she handed a folded bundle of papers over to the lawyer.
Harry couldn’t say anything. He sat in shock for ten minutes. When he finally felt the rejection, he was already in the car, heading back for his school. He spent the three hour trip with his face buried in his knee’s and his shoulders shaking from the sobs that were wracking his body. He didn’t notice the saddened lawyer, Mr. Lucas, as he lead him from the car and into the building. As soon as he made it inside, he collapsed on the floor and cried even harder. He didn’t notice Mr. Lucas talking to his head of house, or the look of sorrow, that crossed his face as he looked down to Harry, without a sneer on his face, for the first time ever.
Oh no, what have I done. I should have treated him well from the beginning. He looks so broken. I’ll have to talk to the rest of the house about this. They need to start paying attention to him. They can help him through this and become his family.
After a quick discussion with the lawyer, he turned and picked up the exhausted Harry... Nobody ,whom had passed out from the exhaustion a good cry gave him. He carried him down to his chambers, and let him sleep in his bed until he woke up. He laid down with him and started running his fingers through his hair, just to be there for support.
When Harry did wake up he felt comfortable. He and Severus talked the rest of the break and got to know each other. Severus was surprised when he started to care deeply for the boy. By the time the rest of the school got back, Severus had adopted him. Harry was so happy, he couldn’t stop smiling for days. Severus talked to the rest of the house the first day they came back. He told them they should treat harry like family. Sadly, that didn’t happen. Things got worse for him. People teased and bullied him. The only ones who were nice to him were Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson, but he was still to shy to talk to them straight away. The fear of rejection didn’t help him any either. It wasn’t until mid-April, until he finally opened up to them. They spent most of the summer in between first and second year together. The next three years passed by quickly, and brings us to where the REAL story starts, fifth year.
A/N Okay, so, I’m now looking for a beta for this story, as well as my other story that I have already started. I need some help. First of all. I need help coming up with a title. Any suggestions would be welcomed and considered. Now I have a poll... :P
Question Uno:
Harry should be . . . A. Gothic B. Rich, expensive and kinda preppy,(god I hope not, but I would do it if people would vote for it.) C. Normal Dressing D. Gothic, but wears skirts sometimes when its just him and his boyfriend.(he’s the same size as Pansy...)
Numero two: Should they do drugs, at some points. (Just during parties and stuff) Yes or No
Number three: Who should Pansy start dating? A. Blaise B. Severus C. Seamus D. Fred/George
Number 5. Who should Sev. Date? (Harry will get a mother through this...) A. Tonks(still awesome. Not on ‘Good’ side. She will also be a bit older. Round parents age.) B. Bella C. Original Character D. An older fluer...
6. Should his parents work there. Yes/no
7. Which of his parents friends will turn on them?(you may pick more than one.) A. Sirius(dates remus if both do.) B. Remus C. Longbottoms D. None.
(Well, that’s all folks . Please review.) I’ll give you cookies... and if it is HORRIBLE, tell me and I won’t write more. Thanks... ;)
Disclaimer: I don’t really own anything. :) what I do own, which is very little, you will, hopefully, realize. Thank you... and enjoy. :) (I hope )
Summary: Harry’s parents don’t want him after he is sorted into slytherin. Fifth year, he starts acting up. He and his best friend, Pansy and boy friend, Draco, start... getting into some trouble. They start the evolution of the wizarding world. Something that never got started by Tom Riddle.
Okay, so I know this story takes place with first year being in 91, but I really don’t feel like doing it that way. Sorry, but I’m gonna have it take place modern day, well basically anyways. Also, I know his parents actions in this story are a bit rash, but I just kinda needed them out of the way. I could have killed them off, but where would the fun part come in later. evil smirk
Warnings: (none for this chapter.) SLASH woot woot woot. Minor drug use. Alcohol use.(not AS minor as the drug use.) Features a slyth. and somewhat dark harry. He may become gothic, I haven’t decided yet. I’ll have to have you guys vote on that. I like to have reader input, so the reader can have some of what they want... :) now, on with the story.
Prologue- What Never Existed
Daily Prophet
Saturday, December 20,1941
EXTRA EXTRA
Death at Hogwarts
A tragedy struck at the school, world renowned for being the best of the best Monday afternoon. A boy, by the name of Thomas M. Riddle was ice skating on the lake, when he fell through the ice. The authorities are unsure whether or not this tragedy is an accident, or is in fact, a murder.
For many worried parents, this raises questions for the safety of their children. There is always supposed to be an adult present while the children are out skating on the lake. If there was one, why didn’t anyone try and save the boy? Think how this child’s parents are feeling right now. (1) They have lost their son, when he should have lived on for a long time. Who’s at fault? We aren’t sure here at the prophet. We will be updating you as more information comes in.
By: Yvonne Skeeter
FiftyYearsLater
Halloween night
Lily and James Potter had just tucked in their one year old son, Harry. If only they knew how close they had come to dying that day. If one little accident fifty years before hadn’t taken place, they would have been dead. Lily would have never told James that she was pregnant with their second child. They would have never seen a healthy baby boy named Sage Michael Potter be born six month’s later. Fortunately for them, they did get to see all these wonderful things. Everything was great, until Harry was sorted into Slytherin in his first year.
They couldn’t comprehend that he was anything different than them, so they started treating him a little bit differently. While they treated Sage like a little prince. Sage was the carbon copy of their father. They paid so much attention to sage. However, they gave him the cold shoulder throughout his whole first year. When he came home for Christmas break, he only had three presents under the tree, while his little brother had around twenty. Harry didn’t understand. What did he do wrong? When he asked about his few small presents, he got a smack on his cheek and a...
“How dare you? At least we actually got you something. We weren’t going to get you anything at all. Guess we’ll just have to take them away. Now go upstairs to your room. I don’t want to see you for the rest of the day. In fact, I don’t want you to leave that room, until I tell you to.” His mother said, before ripping away the three presents she had gotten him. As he turned to retreat to his room, he felt a sharp tap on his bottom, as his mother spanked him.
He slowly ascended the stairs and shut his door. He leaned against it before he walked over to his bed and collapsed onto it. He drew his knees up to his chest and started rocking back and forth. He felt tears coming to his eyes and tried to hold them back. However, with all the hurt he was feeling, he just could not do it. He started sobbing. He didn’t want to get caught so he laid down on his stomach, and buried his head under his pillow, until his sobs vanquished into just plain tears.
He could hear is family talking and laughing joyously downstairs. He wished he could go join them, but he knew he was an outsider now. When he could no longer cry, he stood up and made his way over to his desk. May as well get a start on my homework. I don’t want Professor Snape to hate me even more than he already does. Besides, I have nothing else to do. He worked until midnight, before putting on his pajama’s and laying down to sleep. He never heard his parents come up stairs to discuss something that would change his life forever. He wouldn’t hear that until the next morning. His parents would never find out that he was an outcast in his house. He didn’t want to become close to any of them, because he wanted to make his family happy. Everyone in his house ignored him, but they would become something when he needed the most.
When he was awoken the next day by his mother, he smiled up at her. When she just gave him a dirty look and told him to get dressed, pack his things, and bring them downstairs, he started to worry. He didn’t get the chance to ask why, before she left the room in a hurry.
He dressed quickly and packed even faster. He didn’t want to anger his parents any more. When he got his stuff to the bottom of the stairs, Harry stared in confusion at a man he had only seen once before. It was his parents lawyer. What is he doing here? Harry thought to himself. I may as well ask, I can’t get in trouble for being curious.
“Whats going on, mum?” he asked, still looking at the lawyer in confusion.
“He’s escorting you back to school.” Lily said to him, with a look of... was that relief in here eyes? Okay, whats going on?
“What, why? Can’t I stay here for the rest of holiday?” he asked feeling even worse.
“NO Don’t you see, Harold? We don’t want you any more. We signed over our rights as your parents. You are no longer Harry Potter. If we hadn’t already paid for your schooling for the year, you wouldn’t even be going back. You should be grateful.” His mother said, before she handed a folded bundle of papers over to the lawyer.
Harry couldn’t say anything. He sat in shock for ten minutes. When he finally felt the rejection, he was already in the car, heading back for his school. He spent the three hour trip with his face buried in his knee’s and his shoulders shaking from the sobs that were wracking his body. He didn’t notice the saddened lawyer, Mr. Lucas, as he lead him from the car and into the building. As soon as he made it inside, he collapsed on the floor and cried even harder. He didn’t notice Mr. Lucas talking to his head of house, or the look of sorrow, that crossed his face as he looked down to Harry, without a sneer on his face, for the first time ever.
Oh no, what have I done. I should have treated him well from the beginning. He looks so broken. I’ll have to talk to the rest of the house about this. They need to start paying attention to him. They can help him through this and become his family.
After a quick discussion with the lawyer, he turned and picked up the exhausted Harry... Nobody ,whom had passed out from the exhaustion a good cry gave him. He carried him down to his chambers, and let him sleep in his bed until he woke up. He laid down with him and started running his fingers through his hair, just to be there for support.
When Harry did wake up he felt comfortable. He and Severus talked the rest of the break and got to know each other. Severus was surprised when he started to care deeply for the boy. By the time the rest of the school got back, Severus had adopted him. Harry was so happy, he couldn’t stop smiling for days. Severus talked to the rest of the house the first day they came back. He told them they should treat harry like family. Sadly, that didn’t happen. Things got worse for him. People teased and bullied him. The only ones who were nice to him were Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson, but he was still to shy to talk to them straight away. The fear of rejection didn’t help him any either. It wasn’t until mid-April, until he finally opened up to them. They spent most of the summer in between first and second year together. The next three years passed by quickly, and brings us to where the REAL story starts, fifth year.
A/N Okay, so, I’m now looking for a beta for this story, as well as my other story that I have already started. I need some help. First of all. I need help coming up with a title. Any suggestions would be welcomed and considered. Now I have a poll... :P
Question Uno:
Harry should be . . . A. Gothic B. Rich, expensive and kinda preppy,(god I hope not, but I would do it if people would vote for it.) C. Normal Dressing D. Gothic, but wears skirts sometimes when its just him and his boyfriend.(he’s the same size as Pansy...)
Numero two: Should they do drugs, at some points. (Just during parties and stuff) Yes or No
Number three: Who should Pansy start dating? A. Blaise B. Severus C. Seamus D. Fred/George
Number 5. Who should Sev. Date? (Harry will get a mother through this...) A. Tonks(still awesome. Not on ‘Good’ side. She will also be a bit older. Round parents age.) B. Bella C. Original Character D. An older fluer...
6. Should his parents work there. Yes/no
7. Which of his parents friends will turn on them?(you may pick more than one.) A. Sirius(dates remus if both do.) B. Remus C. Longbottoms D. None.
(Well, that’s all folks . Please review.) I’ll give you cookies... and if it is HORRIBLE, tell me and I won’t write more. Thanks... ;)