Founder's Heir & The Philosopher's Stone

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor do I make money from writing or posting this story.

Orkchild – Nothing will be done about Harry's incontinence, I want him to be wearing diapers.

Chapter 1 – Bonds, Blocks, & Binds

“Home,” whispered Harry quietly.

“Yes home, you'll be safe with me Harry, I promise I would let you go,” said the stranger his voice carrying his deep love and affection.

“I trust you sir,” said Harry quietly as he snuggled himself into the man's warm arms. He couldn't believe how safe and comforted he felt, this feeling it was so strange to him. Yet at the same time it felt so right, so natural...he didn't know if he would want to let go.

“I won't fail your trust Harry,” said the stranger before a small smile broke out across his face, “And my name is Remus.”

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Harry woke with a loud yawn early the next morning. Although he could tell it was daylight, he kept his eyes shut tight. Rolling over he heard a loud squish, and felt the feeling of his obviously wet diaper pushing against his crotch.

"It was a dream, he told himself firmly, I dreamed a man name Remus came and saved me from my family, when I open my eyes I'll be back in the cupboard,” sighed Harry sadly in a quiet voice.

Suddenly a loud tapping noise echoed loudly through the room. Harry frowned, there was Aunt Petunia knocking on the door. His heart sinking he tried to hold back tears, it had been such a good dream, and he didn't want to open his eyes and return to reality.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

"All right," Harry mumbled, "I'm getting up."

He sat up and a beautiful heavy blanket fell of him. Blinking a few times Harry wondered where in the world he was. Sunlight was streaming in through a window in the corner of a strange room he didn't recognize, and there was what appeared to be an owl, rapping its claw on the window, a newspaper held in its beak.

Harry scrambled to his feet, happiness filling him as though a large balloon was swelling inside him. It hadn't been a dream, the man called Remus had really taken him away. He was obviously in his house, wherever it was, but why was an owl at the window, or better yet, why did it have a newspaper. Shrugging he climbed out of bed and wandered straight to the window.

With a slight straining tug he jerked it open. The owl swooped in and dropped the newspaper on the bed he had previously been in. The owl then turned and flew through the open door that Harry just noticed. Running after it he looked past the open door, which connected to a long hallway with two doors and a staircase leading down to a lower level.

Not knowing what he should do Harry turned around and headed back to the bed. His diaper squishing as he walked and the cold urine in it pushing against his skin. Harry finding the feeling, still after so many years, annoying wished he could change. Looking around the room he noticed that it was pretty bare. It contained quite a few items, but they were all empty and looked brand new. There was a dresser, bed, side-table, desk and what appeared to be a large walk-in closet.

Walking over to the dresser Harry pulled each drawer open, there was nothing in any of them. He than wandered over to the walk in closet, it was also empty. Finally he walked over to the desk and searched through it, no paper, pens or anything, it was just as bare as the rest of the room. Figuring he might as well do something Harry wandered over and picked up the newspaper, unrolling it he started to read.

Black Phoenix? Myth or Fact?
By: Andy Smudgley

It is a well known fact that Phoenixes are a very rare magical creature. Someone is lucky if they even see a Phoenix from a distance, let alone close enough to see one clearly. The most well known Phoenix in the wizarding world, is Fawkes, the Fire Phoenix of the esteemed Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. Fawkes has been with Headmaster Dumbledore since his battle with the dark wizard Grindiwald, some say that Fawkes is the reason the Headmaster won the battle.

Fire Phoenixes are the most common of Phoenixes. They like all phoenixes can; carry immensely heavy loads, their tears have healing powers, and can sing a song to hearten and strength those with pure hearts. The Fire Phoenixes also have an extra ability, the ability to instantaneously travel through all wards and barriers with their fire.

Recently it has been discovered that there are more than a few types of Phoenixes, ranging all the way from the common fire, to the mysterious and never seen gold. Yet just a few days ago it was reported that someone saw a black colored Phoenix. Never before has a black Phoenix been seen, yet there are vague mentions of them throughout history, if one knows where to look.

Merlin is said to have a faithful black furred companion, many speculate this was a black phoenix. It is said the Four Founders could not decide where to build their school, only to watch a black creature soar up from the land. It is on this spot, where the black creature flew from, that Hogwarts was built. Are Black Phoenixes real? If so, they have only been seen in important events in history.

If that is true, why are they returning now?

Harry rolled the newspaper back up with a strange expression on his face. Everything he had just read was so weird, Hogwarts, Phoenixes, magical creatures? Could any of this really be true, and why was the picture on the front moving? Was that normal? Harry shook his head and turned around to head downstairs. Only to stop as he found himself starring straight at Remus.

“Good Morning Harry,” said Remus with a smile, “I see you already started reading the Daily Prophet.”

“Is this for real?” questioned Harry in confusion as he held the newspaper up.

“Of course,” answered Remus looking bewildered, “Don't you get the Prophet at home?”

“No I don't,” said Harry with a shrug, “But this can't be real, can it?” questioned Harry in confusion

Harry watched as Remus's smile turned into a scowl and a deep anger seemed to surrounded him. Harry blinked as a faint growl echoed through the room and Remus's amber eyes flashed. Surprised he took a quick step back in fear, that seemed to bring Remus out of it, instantly Remus was crouching with his hands on Harry's shoulders.

“Sorry Harry, I didn't mean to scare you, you don't need to be afraid of me,” said Remus smiling at him kindly, the anger and rage completely gone from his eyes as he said, “Never be afraid of me.”

Harry nodded and Remus pulled him into a tight hug, Harry blushed lightly as his diaper gave a loud squish. Remus chuckled softly and Harry blushed even brighter. Before Harry could say anything Remus lifted him into his arms like he had before and carried him into the hallway. They walked down the hallway, past one of the doors, and entered in the one right by the staircase.

Harry found himself in a large bathroom. It had a large shower against the wall, with a massive full-sized bathtub right beside it. There was a closet with towels, cloths and a few other things, along with a fancy sink. What really caught Harry's attention though was the large changing table resting against the wall.

For a few brief seconds Harry wondered why Remus had a changing table. But than he noticed that it appeared brand-new it hadn't been used at all, it was than it dawned on him, Remus had bought this for him. A few tears started to leak down Harry's face and Remus pulled him into a tight huh against his chest. Harry immediately snuggled into the hug basking in the comfort he felt being in Remus's arms.

“Let's get you changed, than I can tell you somethings that the Dursley's obviously didn't,” said Remus as he laid him down on the changing table.

Harry nodded and tried not to blush or anything as Remus untapped his wet diaper. Remus pulled it away from his skin and Harry struggled to keep his hands at his side. It was only the acknowledgment that Remus must have done this already, that kept him from trying to block his crotch from view. Remus reached under the table and came back up with a washcloth, he bent over the sink and soaked it in warm water.

Harry gasped when the cloth touched him and to his horror moaned lightly as Remus started cleaning him. He blushed heavily and shut his eyes, which caused him to miss the blush that passed over Remus's face as well. As Remus continued cleaning him Harry was unable to hold back his bodies natural reaction, his penis started to rise and harden.

Remus ignored it and finished wiping him clean with the washcloth. Remus dropped the cloth in a basket beside the changing table and bent back down. He grabbed a small jar of oil and a container of baby powder and put them down beside Harry, who had opened his eyes. Remus smiled gently at him and bent back down to grab a fresh diaper, knowing he wanted to take Harry out shopping he grabbed a thicker one.

Remus lifted Harry's legs like he was a toddler, unfolded the diaper, and pushed it gently under him before lowering Harry's legs. He than oiled Harry's butt gently, followed by a generous dusting of baby powder. Than with the ease of a master diaper changer, brought the diaper up over Harry's crotch and tapped it snugly in place.

“I remember when you were just a baby, James hated having to change your diaper and me or Lily always ended up doing it,” said Remus with a chuckle.

Harry blushed heavily but smiled slightly at the same time. Staying with Remus he wondered if he would learn more about his parents. He already loved staying with Remus, he was kind, gentle, and Harry felt a connection with him he had never felt before. Harry was pulled gently into Remus's arms as he lifted him off the changing table.

“Let's go downstairs and talk,” said Remus.

Harry nodded and as Remus carried him downstairs, couldn't help but wonder. Just what did Remus want to talk to him about?

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Harry sat at the table across from Remus, sitting on it in front of him was a large breakfast. Harry hadn't had the pleasure of eating such a large breakfast in a long time. Remus had cooked for him, which was something Harry hadn't experienced since he was very little. Remus made scrambled eggs, hashbrowns, bacon and toast, Harry even got a glass of orange juice.

After he and Remus, who was casually drinking a coffee well Harry was eating, finished Harry got up to wash dishes. Only to stop and stare in shock as they floated through the air and began to, of all things, was themselves. Harry turned and looked at Remus who was laying a small stick down on the kitchen table.

“Harry, since the Dursley's never told you about what you are, I have the honor of doing so,” began Remus smiling at him to reassure that everything was okay before he continued, “The muggle, non-magic people that is, live without knowing about our world, we are Wizards and we keep ourselves separated from them.”

There was a deep silence inside the kitchen as Harry blinked widely a few times. Only the faint sounds of the dishes washing themselves could be heard. Harry wondered if Remus was insane, but than looked towards the dishes and knew that couldn't be it. Was it possible, was there really a world completed separated from the one he knew.

"So I'm a wizard, like abra cadabra, wand waving and stuff?” questioned Harry to make sure.

"Mostly, I don't know if any spells are cast with those words, but we do use wands,” answered Remus pointing at the stick, wand...on the table in front of them.

“So my parents were both Wizards, not jobless drunks?” questioned Harry with hope.

Remus's eyes went cold and sparked with pure rage as he growled low in his throat. How dare those muggles tell Harry something like that. He didn't believe anyone could be so cruel, yet the proof was right in front of him. Breathing deeply he rained in his anger and picked up his wand, with a flick of his wrist a picture floated into the kitchen.

Remus handed it to Harry and he looked at it in awe. His mother and father were both in the picture, Harry was surprised to find that he looked a lot like his dad, but had his mothers eyes. Both of them were wearing long robes and standing holding arms and smiling. Harry blinked as they waved and figured that all wizarding pictures must move.

“You're parents were two of the kindest people I've ever met, James was an Auror, the wizard equivalent of a policeman, and Lily was a spell crafter, she made magic for a living,” explained Remus.

“So..I'm a wizard?” questioned Harry again.

“Yes, and on your eleventh birthday you'll get a letter from Hogwarts,” answered Remus.

Harry blinked a few times, his birthday was only a week away. A small smile spread out across his face and he didn't even notice as Remus left the room. After a few seconds though he realized, but before he could say anything Remus wandered back in with a book held in his hand. Remus put the thick book down on the table and Harry took a minute to examine it.

The book was at least 3” thick, and appeared to be bound in a brilliant dark blue leather. The pages were very old and worn and appeared to be parchment of all things, looking closely Harry could also see a title written in golden ink. Leaning forward he reached out and turned the book towards him to get a closer look at what was written on it.

“The Ancient Guide of Magical Releases,” read Harry before looking up at Remus and asking, “What's this for?”

“Your parents knew you were magical from a young age, you used accidental magic all the time,” explained Remus his eyes glowing with memories of the past, “They were worried your magic was growing too fast, so they used a few magical binding spells on you as a precaution.”

“So, some of my magic is bound?” questioned Harry

“Yah, I'm not sure what they used or how many though, so I'm going to use a few spells from this book to check and release them,” answered Remus.

Harry nodded and sat still as Remus flipped open the book, he watched silently as Remus flipped through pages. Every once and a while Remus would stop, nod, pick up his wand and cast a spell or two at Harry. As time carried on though Remus seemed to be getting frustrated, finally he flipped all the way to the back and picked up his wand.

“This might hurt a little Harry,” said Remus his voice apologetic.

Harry nodded and heard Remus mutter something. A bright golden light flew from the tip of Remus's wand and smashed into him. Harry's eyes went wide and he let out a loud scream as pain flared through him. He just barely noticed a large reddish yellow shield shine brightly around him before the world started to darken. He heard a chair falling to the ground and Remus calling his name before everything went dark, and he passed into unconsciousness.

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Remus growled angrily as he stared down at the sleeping child in his bed. He couldn't believe what he had just discovered, who could have done that to his cub. He had tried all the unbinding spells he could find, but all of them had been blocked by some type of shield. He had been forced to use the most dangerous unlocking spell in the entire book, it was dangerous because it caused incredible pain and it became worse with the more blocks on a person.

He had expected it to maybe destroy three blocks, or maybe four at most. But he had been wrong, the spell had destroyed nine blocks and bindings. It was unimaginable, he knew that Lily and James never would have used some of the ones that had been on Harry. They never would have locked his natural healing, his ability to retain information, lock his core.

Heck the most dangerous binding he had found was one that blocked part of Harry's soul. Remus had no idea why someone would block part of a person's soul. Yet the instant it had been released he knew what part of Harry's soul had been blocked. It had blocked Harry's inner animal and by doing that had locked away any chance of Harry gaining a soul mate.

But the second it had been released it had happened. Harry's body had glowed brightly signifying that his soul was bonding with his soul mate. Remus had been horrified to find his body glowing at the same time. Before he could do anything he had felt Harry's presence appear in his mind and his wolf had immediately recognized it's mate. Remus didn't want this though, it wasn't because he hated Harry, no it was because he was a werewolf, he refused to doom Harry like that.

But deep inside he knew there was nothing he would be able to do. A soul mate died if they didn't stay with their mate after the bond had been activated. He also knew that the Ministry would be unable to do anything. As the heir of an ancient pureblood estate Harry could marry anyone he wished, human or not. Yet he couldn't help but dread what would happen when Harry woke, he knew the young boy would instantly notice the bond.

Sighing Remus decided he might as well not worry about it, for the moment Harry was safer than he had ever been, which was good enough. Once Harry woke up though he would try and explain everything to him, and he would also test Harry to see if all the blocks and binds on him had been released. If they hadn't a blood test would easily find whatever was still locked and he would be able to start research on how to unlock it.

Plus a blood test would also see if Harry had any gifts, which would be a good thing to know before he was reintroduced to the magical world. Turning Remus headed out of the room, hopefully Harry would awaken soon.

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Remus sat on a chair in Harry's bedroom, a sad smile on his face as he stared at the sleeping boy. It had been a week and Harry still had yet to awaken, he had even missed his birthday. Harry's Hogwarts letter had arrived yesterday and Remus had put it down on the nightstand beside Harry's bed, he had also sent a reply to Hogwarts. He had informed Albus about what he had witnessed and what he had done in response, along with the blocks he had discovered on Harry, he still hadn't received a reply.

During the week Remus had been busy when he wasn't watching Harry, or changing him as the case was. He went and did a small amount of shopping, just some basic clothing to replace the rags the Dursley's had given his cub. He had also checked for any remaining blocks or bindings, figuring it would be better to do it well Harry was asleep. He hadn't discovered anymore on his cub and was thankful, but he had done a blood test just to make sure.

Remus had been surprised at the results. Harry didn't have anymore blocks or bindings that he hadn't detected, it was his gifts that surprised Remus greatly. He had expected maybe one, or two at the most, not an entire list for heaven's sake. He couldn't wait to see Harry's expression when he read the list after he awoke.

He had also been surprised to discover the changes Harry appeared to be going through. Every time he slept and than woke up the next morning Harry had changed. He hadn't change this morning though, which made Remus think the changes were complete. Harry had grown a few inches and now stood at 4'9” rather than 4'6”.

His hair had grown and now reached his shoulders, it continued to refuses to stay flat, but it was much more spiky than just messy now. Harry's hair now spiked downwards just about his eyes, and extended into a spiky ponytail at the back. Remus had done the ponytail himself, this was because he figured Harry wouldn't like his hair hanging so long like a girls, it was just an impression he got.

Harry had lost the pale color to his skin and instead was now just a more normal peach color. He had lost his skinny, underfed look and now appeared more slender than anything else. His body had also gained a less scrawny build, he now appeared athletic with a faint undertone of muscle. All in all Remus thought it made his cub look fantastic and hot.

That was another thing Remus had come to terms with well Harry was asleep. Harry was his mate and he would always be, he even dreamed about his cub now, and not in a platonic way. Remus hopped deeply that Harry would accept the fact they were soul mates, or he would be crushed. Remus yawned loudly and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, it was time for breakfast. Remus climbed to his feet and headed out of the room, he would eat and than give Harry his nutrient potion.

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Harry groaned weekly as he felt the strange sleep he had fallen into begin to leave him. With a loud yawn he slowly opened his eyes and found winced shutting them quickly, the room was far to light. Suddenly all the candles in the room flickered, and went out as if a wind blew past them. Harry smiled and opened his eyes again, blinking a few times he tried to remember what had happened.

It took a few seconds but eventually it came back to him. Remus had been unlocking his magic or something and been forced to use a painful spell. Breathing deeply Harry threw off his quilt and climbed out of bed, wondering what day it was he looked down at the nightstand. He immediately caught sight of three things, first it was two days after his birthday meaning he was eleven.

Second, there was a strange yellowish envelope on the nightstand. It was addressed in a brilliant emerald green ink to, Mr. H. Potter, Unknown Location. Third just beside the envelope was a sheet of paper with a small drop of what appeared to be blood sitting on the top. Under it was a long list in what also appeared to be blood. Shaking his head Harry reached out his hand and picked up the letter, opening it he began to read:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Potter,

Though we are unable to find your exact location we hope this letter reaches you. We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

Term begins on September 1.
We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

Harry nodded, it appeared that Remus had been quite serious with everything he said. He really was a wizard, and he really was going to a place called Hogwarts. He wondered why they didn't know where he was though, had Remus not told anyone or anything. Shrugging he put the letter down and picked up the parchment, looking he saw it was a list. After seeing his name started to read:

Blood Results

Blood Donner: Harry James Potter–Lupin
Soul Mate: Remus Lupin

Unleashed Blocks & Binds & Spells

Information Retaining Block
Inner Animal Block
Magic Binding
Magic Core Binding
Bloodline Gifts Block
Natural Healing Block
Blood Tracker
Pain Enhancement Curse
Unnatural Anger Inducing Curse

Unlocked Gifts

Beast Master

Beast Speaking
Beast Shifting
Beast Control

Wandless Magic

Multiple Elemental

Lightning Elemental
Wind Elemental
Ice Elemental

Mind Master

Occlumency
Legilimency
Mind Control

Harry put the parchment down on the desk his eyes wide, he didn't understand most of what it had said. Yet he did understand the top part, he had been soul bonded with Remus somehow. He knew someone's name only changed if they were married or something. He also knew that he apparently had a bunch of special powers.

Sighing Harry wondered when his life had become so complicated. Turning he started heading out of the room only to stop suddenly, why did everything seem to be smaller? Looking down at himself Harry saw that he was wearing a pair of pajama pants, a diaper and a light baby blue shirt. Reaching his hand down his pants he felt his diaper, it was dry, which meant Remus must have changed him well he was asleep.

He also couldn't help but notice that he was taller than he had been, not nearly as skinny, and he felt stronger as well. Figuring he might as well go ask Remus what had been going on Harry headed out into the hallway, yawning he headed down the stairs. The second he reached the landing Remus pulled him into a tight hug.

“Thank god you're awake, I was so worried,” said Remus.

Harry feeling oddly pleased to be in Remus's arms he wrapped his arms tight around him. It was right than he realized that he didn't mind having Remus as his soul mate, it felt...right, if that made any sense at all. Smiling he looked up at Remus and than snuggled into his chest.

“It's good to be awoke, so you mind telling me how I became Harry James Potter...Lupin?” questioned Harry.

Remus blinked a few times before taking a deep breath. It was time to tell Harry everything, how he felt, what had happened, what he was, how his parents had died, everything.

There would be no secrets between them...

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