Harry Potter and the Vampiric Inheritance

Ok so here we go my third chapter…wow…I’m all tingly >__<

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Well here we are, a little longer than planned I think but eh.



Harry rested his head on Ron’s shoulder with his arms crossed, Ron was looking over a third years book that had been left on the desk he was leaning on and Hermione was sat down finishing off the work she hadn’t gotten done at dinner.

When they heard the door open they all stood up; ready to attack anyone that might be a threat. As Draco walks in Hermione starts packing her things way and pulls her bag over her shoulder and the two lads stood up straight.

“Hey Draco, so how are we gonna get to Snape’s without getting caught?” Ron asked looking round for a secret door or something.

“Erm…look…Snape only gave Harry a detention for a reason. What has to be discussed next is a very secret type of subject, we’ll be discussing stuff he will be able to tell you, but some of it just isn’t wizarding business…sorry but Severus told me to just bring Harry.”

The sidekicks looked a little affronted and hurt but trusted that what ever Harry was told that was important they would get to know when he came back.

“Does this mean we have to stay here? I mean what are we gonna do?” Ron asked, irritation clearly showing in his voice.

“Oh! Ron we can work on our potions project, we still have to write up what we did today in full remember!” Harry laughed at her enthusiasm and Ron’s distress; it was a good job they didn’t fall in love, it would have been arguments all the way.

Draco took Harry to the professors’ office door and pulled out a silver key that seemed to have a black, carved, stone handle.

He put the key in the closed door and turned it in three full circles. When he opened the door they walked through to into Severus’ quarters. Harry looked around and noticed his father was already sat down in the arm chair he had taken last night and Lucius was back, sipping a glass of red wine, in the other armchair opposite.

Draco sat on the couch and Harry took a seat next to him. The blonde leaned back and rested his right foot on his left knee. Harry sat forward resting his elbows on his knees.

“Draco tells me that tonight my friends couldn’t come; said something about all this having to do with Vampiric stuff or something.” It was made as a statement but both Lucius and Severus knew it was the first round of questions for the night.

“I will get straight to the point Harry. In the Vampiric world there are Vampiric families and then their host families. Have you read about these?”

“Yes, a wizarding family that is bonded to the Vampiric family in a sort of friendship is a host family and each member of each family is paired off; vampire to wizard or witch. It’s something to do with having to drink from magical folk as well as muggles in order to keep from turning into the demons that the firsts are.

And with having a host family it means we can drink from magic folk without the whole wizarding world finding out. There is a contract drawn up that binds the host family to giving their blood freely within reason and that binds the Vampiric family to protect their host family. So…who’s our family and when do I get to meet my…er…”

“Meet your host. And it is the Malfoy family that has been hosted to the Snape family for generations. It was the Black family that was hosted to your mother’s family, and coincidently Narcissa was hosted to your mother and Lucius to me. It is, in fact, the way they fell in love.”

“Really?” Harry asked quite shocked at both the knowledge of who were his mother and fathers hosts and that that’s how they fell in love.

“Quite, we were often invited to functions and events in the wizarding world and it was only natural that a friendship is established after both vampire and host have fed a few times and have tended to some Vampiric business together. It was during trips to visit your mother, a tradition played out by those who are to be betrothed, that I met Draco’s mother. All four of us would often ‘hang out’, as Draco likes to call it.”

“To answer you other question Harry your host will be Draco here. When choosing a host it is decided on compatibility and age. Me and Lucius are but a few years apart and match well. As do you and Draco, it might be easier that you’re the same age even.”

Harry looked from his father to Draco, judging how the younger Malfoy felt about this; Draco seemed so free-spirited at times, would he see having to tend to Harry’s thirst and attending functions and such in the future as a burden. From the look of it he didn’t seem too apposed to the idea.

“Shouldn’t Draco have a say in this? I mean from what I’ve read of the host families; they, like…see our kind as…more powerful.” Lucius smiled and shook his head slightly.

“You want to know why Draco would agree to this; as for the last few years Draco has been constantly degrading you in some way or another right?”

Harry looked at Draco with a smile.

“It had crossed my mind yeah” Draco giggled and tried to cover it up by coughing…manly, or so he hoped.

The potions master summoned four glasses filled with his favourite golden liquid and Lucius, Severus and Draco each took one, taking a small sip. Harry didn’t take one and looked towards Draco in astonishment as the blonde teen did. Severus noticed his surprise and spoke up.

“Draco has been allowed half a glass of whisky since he was twelve, a technique used in old families to get them used to drink early and grow a respect for it. Now that he’s sixteen he should be able to manage one glass and you are a vampire, you’ll be hard pressed getting drunk even if you drank my personal Hogwarts stash dry.”

When Harry smiled and nodded, taking the glass and taking a tentative sip, Severus continued; explaining about Draco and his part playing in this.

“It’s a question easily answered but the answer will bring about more questions. Draco was told to befriend you at the beginning of your school years so that he could watch over you, in the sense of keeping Dumbledore from his ever manipulating ways, and guiding you towards you inheritance. But as you turned him down a new course of action needed to be taken, which ended up being far better than our original plan.

As you know I am a spy for Voldemort and his death eater group, spying for Dumbledore and his army of the order of phoenix, which is confusing enough at the best of times…But there is another group I am apart of…The Legion of Shadow is the protection for the Vampiric race, the strongest vampires together with their hosts keep Voldemort away and the wizarding world oblivious to how close to them we really are, and it is this ‘side’ that I am true to, As are Lucius and Draco.

It would have been dangerous for you to have found out about this any sooner; Dumbledore would have found a way to repress your inheritance and Voldemort would have had a field day using you against me to manipulate the Vampiric race.

You see, in this war the vampires are neutral, we don’t side with the wizards or Voldemort. True we fight against his minions but not for the wizards but for our promise. In the Vampiric contract with the firsts we were told to maintain the muggle world as it intrigued the firsts; hence the reason we can turn people ‘into’ a vampire and why everyone, inherited or not, must take the oath to the firsts personally.”

Harry frowned slightly and shook his head.

“Oath, what oath? Does this mean I will get to see the firsts in person?”

Severus looked uneasy for a moment and sniffed as though it was reigning in his courage.

“Yes, the oath is something every vampire must take before they can open the blood link and receive the powers it holds. You, for instance will take yours as soon as you are ready. The blood link holds protection and proves you are a competent vampire; free of the fledgling title.”

Lucius smirked and put his glass on the table to the side of his chair.

“Harry there is a great many things a man must do to protect his family. Severus had to ignore you for many years but you must remember ignore does not mean forget, you were watched by members of the legion whilst you were growing up. Although we couldn’t get near the house, we protected you from detection from the death eaters and such.

Draco and I had to be cruel to stop you from finding out about the Vampiric race and how close you were to it. If you had found out you might have gone to Dumbledore who would have turned you against you kind as well as repress you.

With us being very secretive in school we were branded as a bad kind and usually seen as bullies and arrogant; hosts due to the status in their families and vampires due to the fact they knew, magically, they where better than most anyway. As time goes on people expect you to act a certain way so, in order to keep our cover, we act just as they think we would act towards them.”

“Wait so…you’re not a snobby, pansy, evil man with a tendency to stomp your foot when you don’t get your way?”

“Well…Yes, he can be all those things but he is honestly a good man. He does what he has to, to keep me and mother happy and safe.”

“Wait, but the whole almost getting Hagrid fired and Buckbeak killed?!” There was no way Harry could see Lucius as a ‘good man’ after that little stunt.

“If you had looked into the matter you would have seen that, yes, I said Hagrid should be fired but, honestly Harry, having creatures that territorial, that in tune with peoples feelings and that wild in a class with emotional, clueless, teenagers, wasn’t exactly a smart thing to do was it?

And I never said I wanted the creature put down, that was the ministry trying to stop me from making a big fuss by going one step further, thinking they where doing me a favour.”

Snape chuckled at how Lucius seemed to be holding back his offence at Harry’s words. “And when you had managed to free him, Lucius suggested once the creature was found, it be taken to his ranch and tamed properly.

You see Harry this will be easier to understand when you have taken the oath, then you will know all you want to when you want to, the blood link hold all the knowledge and feelings of the entire clan; those dead and those who let you in.

What I suggest is waiting until you are connected to the link and then we can answer your questions about family and reason. For now though I must tell you about the Legion and how the oath ceremony will go.”

Harry nodded and Draco sat back and pulled his feet up, crossing them in front of him. Draco knew he wouldn’t be able to add to the conversation and he had been told most of this by his father and Severus. He was just here to help Harry and take him back.

“Ok so the first thing you need to do is accept your host. This must be done by Draco, willingly, let you bite his neck to drinking his blood, then, you will willingly slit your wrist and let Draco drink from the wound. This will connect the two of you so you can sense one another and know if the other is in trouble, it will get stronger if the two of you get along better, but you seem to have already made up and are getting along fine.”

Draco snorted from his resting place, “We are working on it. I doubt he’d trust me with his life but there’s enough for him to trust me that I know the answers in your potions classes.”

“Draco! Your not supposed to tell him that you dick!”

“Harry, he’s your dad, what’s he gonna do?”

Harry stared at Draco for a minute with a blank face, then he began to grin and turn back to his father.

“Your right, especially since I returned the favour in Herbology.”

Draco sat up and took a look at his father and godfather to judge their reactions to their little cheating pact.

“Hey! …anyway, you only knew the answers because Neville likes to hump your leg!”

“You jealous because he can get close enough or because I let him?” Harry asked with a seductive smile. Draco’s cheeks turned red and turned away folding his arms in front of him.

The two fathers watched as their son fought and noticed it wasn’t as volatile as it could have been; they really where working on a friendship. They began to smirk at Harry’s seductive voice and chuckled at Draco’s reaction.

“As long as you don’t get caught there’s no harm; a little Slytherin mini motto we have.

Well then shall we get on? Draco if you could take off your shirt. Harry I trust you have read the book you took out and know how to elongate your fangs?”

“Well, I haven’t read them all but Hermione did tell me how to do it and I’ve been practicing all day, I can do both sets now too.”

Draco stood up and began to undo his buttons and stuck his tongue out at Harry as the boy gave him an appreciative look over. Severus stood and turned Draco to the side, motioning for Harry to stand also.

“Now, see this…this is the external jugular vein and it is this vein that you drink from, if you use the internal vein you will release too much blood and will not be able to control the flow. You need to align your teeth so they both go through the vein and suck in time with his heart beat, this way is more comfortable for him and helps you regulate how much blood you take.

While doing this sink you bottom teeth into the muscle of the neck, this will release the numbing saliva into the muscle so that Draco can relax the neck muscle; making it easier on you and it will decrease the stress for Draco. After you have taken enough you need to stroke your tongue over your bottom ‘fangs’ and then lap it over the small wounds; this will help them close with out scaring and also Draco will not feel any tenderness.”

Harry looked at Draco and when he got a small, nervous nod, he stepped up to the blonde and moved the teens head to the side. He turned his own until he had aligned up with the visible vein.

Taking a stead breath, he held Draco’s shoulders a little tighter in warning that he was about to bite and, closing his eyes first, sunk his bottom teeth into the muscle. Instantly he felt Draco’s neck relax and then he sunk his top teeth into the vein.

Instantly there was an explosion in his mind, his eyes flew open and his pupils turned red, then his irises and then the whites of his eyes. His mind was suddenly filled with images of a baby Draco playing with a cat made of smoke that his father had created for him, then a four years old Draco crying as his broom wouldn’t move for him, then a ten year old Draco playing with his dad cane as said older man carried on talking to a slightly younger Severus.

Memory after memory flew past his minds eye and he could feel everything Draco could feel in those moments. It was like, instantly he knew everything about Draco. Then, he began to feel Draco’s soul, first calling his mother and father, but then as the school years flew past his mind it began to call his name…his name? no…Alucard.

Draco on the other hand was quite content. The first second was a little strange but now he could feel the blood pulsing, with Harry working with the pluses it was drawing the blood round his system, everything was thrumming and he could feel his head beginning to feel heavy…or was it light, he couldn’t really tell. When Harry drew the last pulse of blood he would need Draco moan slightly; it had felt so good. Yet what would mortify Draco into not looking Harry in the eyes the next day was the whimper he made as Harry lapped at the four small wounds.

Harry smiled as he heard Draco, the guy was gone and probably didn’t know he’d done it. He set the blond down on the sofa and bit his own wrist with his top fangs. Draco, who had come round slightly and prompted by his father, took the offered wrist and lapped at the blood oozing out.

Draco experienced much the same as Harry had, first seeing Harry in the cupboard under the stairs, then cleaning the toilet, then cooking breakfast, Hagrid, Voldemort, Sirius, his father, everything that had happened to Harry and, like Harry, Draco could feel what the vampire teen had felt then.

Harry watched as Draco drank from his wrist and winced slightly as his fingers went numb. He watched as Draco’s throat worked while taking the blood and the grip he had on his wrist tightened as he became stronger; taking back the same amount of Harry’s blood that Harry took of his.

Draco let up and fell back against the sofa back, while Harry licked over the wound. He couldn’t help the smile as he thought about what Draco would say if he mentioned that they had shared an indirect kiss.

He looked to his father who was smiling proudly; they had got it right. Lucius crouched down in front of his son; he knew this was normal but he couldn’t help making sure his son was ok.

“Wow…that was…I don’t even know what to call it. I saw everything, ever memory, felt every feeling, that was amazing.” Harry said looking over to Draco who was now sitting up properly.

Severus put a hand on his sons shoulder, what he asked next would put Harry on the spot and after all this he did not want to do that. If he was being honest with himself, he should have asked this last night before Harry left, but he definitely should have asked before he let Harry take a host; says the lore of vampires anyway.

“Harry, before you can take the oath and join the Vampiric race you must first accept your family and host family.” Severus took his hand away and stepped back, trying to look as though the answer wouldn’t bother him. To anyone else he was doing a good job but not to Lucius and Draco.

“That would mean excepting me as you father. Know that the blood, and the first, will be able to tell if you’re lying and would rather kill you than give you a second chance during the oath, so…be honest with us now and then I can make arrangements.”

Harry looked between each person in the room. Lucius, who was sat back in the armchair didn’t particularly bothered; he just sat that relaxed, although Harry could hake out the tightness in his neck; showing he was wary for his sons judgement.

Draco was looking away but had crossed his arms, his legs spread slightly in a sign he was relaxed but the up and down motion his right leg was making showed how nervous he was.

His father was still stood and still looked the ever-threatening Professor Snape that he was. But when you’re up against your own son who is deciding weather or not he wants you in his life, knowing you might have done more harm then good in keeping him safe, realising that this is your only chance at being the father, as a teen, you’d wanted to be and it was probably slipping away…

The professor sighed and took his seat, there was no way he could be a father now; Harry had never seem him round his family, had never been to the Vampiric parties thrown round the world, had never seem the family man he was at home. How could Harry have known? Plus the boy was sixteen now, he didn’t need a father figure, why would someone give up their freedom of having no parent telling you what to do, to having, what seemed to be, an over-bearing father?

Harry had to admit, this wasn’t a quick yeah ok or na’ I think I’ll pass. This would change his life. He’d have to rely on the people he had though evil for so long for everything. Draco would be the one who covered for him if something came up to do with the vampires, he would be the one to supply Harry with blood. Severus would be the one who taught him the ins and outs of the Vampiric world. But he had already begun to call Severus his father, and he had just taken Draco as his…

“Wait I thought you had to ask that before I took a host. That what the vampire lore says anyway.”

“You are supposed to. But I’m guessing your father was just looking out for you. You see, weather you accept us or not your powers will grow, and the blood craving will become stronger. With a host the cravings a slated and with the blood link your family gives, you will have more control.

Now there is nothing your father could do about the controlling powers, but by taking Draco as a host, weather you join or not, you will have someone to help you with the cravings.” Lucius said as he watched Severus; he could tell the man wanted to drink blood right now and would ask the blonde to stay for a while after the boys left.

“Well…Look the whole father thing doesn’t bother me ok? Your gonna have to crack a smile every once in a while but I can live with that, you’re a good guy, I think, and one that, weather good or bad, I can look up to. Don’t expect me to be a foot soldier or anything or to sit on your lap and call you papa within the next couple of weeks. But I’ll try if you will.

Draco I can handle, the friendship thing seems to be working and I guess this will just prove how strong it’ll be. But don’t think you can blackmail me with this and don’t begrudge me because I’m, what stupid people would call, the master in this arrangement either.

Lucius…you owe me a big Christmas present for all the crap you’ve caused over the years. Especially last year in the ministry. Sirius is still in the secret part of the infirmary because of what you mad friend did, he could have died that night if it wasn’t for Hermione kicking his feet under himself so he fell the other way, away from the veal.

But yeah, the less you push me the easier it will be.”

He looked at the shocked faces round the room. Lucius was the first to overcome it and smirked at Harry.

“Very well, Christmas will be an expensive one this year then.” Draco snorted and threw a pillow at his father.

“It will have to be, because there’s no way Harry can beat me with presents from my own father!”

Severus stood and stepped over to where Harry sat on the sofa, he stayed far enough away to show he wanted Harry to stand also. The teen did so and looked father in the eyes.

“I’ll not apologise for any of this. What I did kept your mother safe from James, you as far away from that mad man as I possibly could and undetected by the old coot who hates vampires. I do, however, apologise for cutting your occlumency lessons short and being cruel. My only reasoning is that I was under stress to keep you out of my memories and I was constantly show how my child had been treated for the last sixteen years.”

“What about my detentions?” Harry asked with a smirk on his face.

“Yes Severus, I’m sure Harry didn’t deserve some of the four hour detentions helping you now did he?” Lucius asked while relaxing back in his chair some more.

Severus turned a slight shade of pink and coughed nervously.

“Yes well, can a father not spend time with his son?”

Harry stepped closer to his father and they, if a little stiffly, shared an embrace. He felt as his father relaxed into the hug and sighed deeply.

After that they talked, surprising easily, about what to expect during the oath ceremony and his joining the family. Harry asked questions on the Legion of Shadow and, after learning that his father was a leader of the legion and that werewolves were also in the ranks, was quite persistent that he wanted to join, even after being told his friends could not no about it. He was told about what to expect from the ritual of joining and told his father he wanted it all done on the same day. He would become heir to the Prince line, master vampire in his own right and second in command of the Legion of Shadow all in the same day.

“Harry are you sure that is wise; each one of these rituals takes a lot out of a vampire.” Severus asked growing concerned for his son.

“Yeah, it will be less suspicious if I disappear for say…two days tops, rather then disappear for a length of time for a couple of days feeling drain each time I got back. That way we could do it on a Hogsmeade weekend and I could just say I’m gonna cram for that potions test at the end of this term.”

Lucius thought on that one and then smiled.

“It seems he has your cunning, I should have noticed that when you tricked me out of Dobby’s services.”

After discussing what they would do, and how to go about it, the lads decided it was time to retire to their dorms. The boys left with brief hugs to their fathers and good byes.

“So Severus, it seems that you can finally rest easy tonight. You have your son by your side and his full support in it all.”

Severus smiled over at his friend as they both sat on the sofa together with a brandy after seeing the boys out and rested their heads on the back rest.

“Severus don’t you think that it’s twisted that we have to put our teenaged boys right in the middle of a war to keep them safe?”

The dark haired man sighed and nodded.

“Yes. But weather we like it or not Harry was destined to play leader in this war and, again, weather we like it or not he has the weight of not just the wizarding world on his shoulders but all others around him.”

“Do you wish to feed tonight?” Lucius smiled when he heard the appreciative groan from the other man. He unclasped his collar and pulled it down slightly, leaving his neck free for Severus, who moved over the blonde and began to drink from his vein.

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Draco and Harry came through the potion masters office and saw that not only were Hermione and Ron still there, but also Pansy and Blaise as well.

“Hey we came to keep these two company while you talked to Severus.” Blaise said from his place laid on one of the lab benches.

“Yeah Hermione here sent us an owl a couple of hours ago to come down with our potions books for a group study thing…we ended up just talking and playing twenty questions.” Pansy said sat on the bench next to where Ron sat.

“So,” Hermione asked as she packed away her books and notes she’d been doing while talking, “Did you talk about anything you can tell us?”

“Well, I excepted Severus as my dad so we’re cool, I told Lucius he had to by me a Christmas present and took Draco as my host. I’m also gonna to be away next weekend so I can take my oath of vampires and make everything official. I’ll be going out on the Saturday night as well to join my father in some business and I swear once the war is over and that I’ll tell you everything but right now I need you to be happy with this.”

Ron frowned at not being in Harry’s loop when Malfoy clearly was, but you could clearly see on Harry’s face that he didn’t like withholding the information. He sighed and picked up his things.

“I’ll see you guys back at the dorm, see you lot tomorrow.” With that he left; He knew Harry couldn’t tell him yet but it still hurt to know your best friend is sharing big secrets with someone who, until this year, had been the annoyance of their school days…even if he did seem to be an ok guy, if a little prissy.

“Don’t worry, he’ll come round, he knows you have to do this.” Hermione stated, they all got their things and began the walk back to their dorms.

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The week found Harry and Hermione spending more time with the three Slytherin without Ron. Occasionally Pansy would go talk to him if they saw him alone but usually they just gave him the space he obviously needed. On the Saturday morning two thirds of the golden trio made their way down to breakfast alone. They walked down the stairs hand in hand and occasionally bumping into each other trying to make the other stumble, laughing at the others attempts.

“Harry, do you think Blaise is a good guy?”

“Well he has a good ass so yeah…what!? All I’m saying is if your not going to ask him out I will …” He trailed off at her glared trying not to laugh. He had no interest in Draco’s friend, he just wanted them to get together already.

“HARRY JAMES POTTER YOU WILL NOT CHECK OUT THAT BUTT EVER AGAIN GOT IT!” Harry was already running down the last stepped and at the entrance hall by the time she finished.

There he saw Draco and Blaise walking up. When they got to him, Harry gripped Draco’s arm and pulled him inside the great hall shouting over his shoulder.

“Good luck Zabini!”

When the doors closed on them Harry let Draco go and took a deep breath.

“Care to explain?” Draco asked while straightening his robes.

“Well you know I told you Hermione likes Blaise,” Draco nodded, “Well I just told her I was gonna ask him out if she didn’t. Not that I ever would mind you. The guy’s not my type.”

“oh yeah? And what’s Potters type?” Draco asked stepping into Harry’s personal space.

Harry just smiled seductively and ran his hand up Draco’s side and then through his hair.

“Tall, blonde and with a sharp wit…and very sensitive.” As he said the last part he stepped up so that his thigh brushed past the blond’s groin, causing Draco to shiver involuntary.

Harry smiled and left for his house table.

“I still can’t believe you to get along now. It’s weird seeing you guys all chummy with the Slytherin. I mean I know I talk to Jenna Thompson but she wasn’t the one who pulled all those pranks.”

“Seamus come on, it doesn’t hurt to give them a chance. I mean Draco really tries not to call you lot names now, even when it’s just us three and them.”

Seamus smiled and shook his head. It would take a couple more years before the house rivalry would die down that much, but like Harry said; each house seemed to be working on it.

That’s when Seamus realised it; Harry was a born leader, he could rally up anyone and they would at least listen. Heck he could be a vampire and they would still stand by him. Gryffindor might be leaders in their own right but Harry lead them all.

He was brought out of his thoughts when Ron moved from his spot nest to the Irish teen and sat on Harry’s free side.

“Hey…just so you know, I’m still your friend and I know you have stuff you can’t talk about but…good luck with today and tonight. If you need me just say ok.”

Harry smiled and put an arm round Ron for a quick hug to show his appreciation.

“Thanks, I’ll need you and Hermione to spread my cover story so Dumbledore doesn’t start asking questions. That and pick me up some sweets too.”

Ron hit him lightly on the head and they all went back to eating their breakfast.

That is until Hermione came in with a goofy grin and smiled smugly at Harry before sitting opposite him. She knew Harry didn’t like Blaise and knew that he had basically manipulated her but at least now she had asked him out…or shouted at him to ask her out, she was a sucker for tradition.

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Harry looked at himself in the mirror. He took a deep breath and let it out as he pulled on his dragon claw gloves; named so because they were made from the skin of the dragons claw, were the scales bend as the finger bend and then ends of the fingers have the actually claws but have been dulled down so that they are no more than protectors for the fingers.

Just two hours ago he had apperated to gringotts with Draco, Lucius and his father to sign a number of papers, check over the vaults and pick something’s up.

Now he was heir to the Black family; after the near miss with the veil Dumbledore had had Sirius declared dead to get the ministry to stop chasing him; giving the man a little more freedom, the Evan family, as it had been declared that the last Evan had died in Mecca with no apparent heir or family, also Severus had signed the papers declaring Harry his son and heir after giving the goblins permission to take a paternity test.

The Potters, still being alive, had taken over the vaults since James death and taken Harry’s right to heir, so he had lost that vault but they couldn’t take his parents shared vault as it had been created just for him.

He now knows that he has seventeen properties due to the Blacks and twelve because of the Evans. He owns around 400 acres of land round the world, two seats on the wizarding council and three large shares in overseas businesses.

When they went to the vault to do a check of everything Harry had picked up his mothers journals and a photo album she had made, he also found some Evan family history books. In the Black vault he took some books on dark arts that he had see Draco eyeing while in there and he also took the family tree book with him.

Each vault had pieces of furniture, portraits, jewels, artefacts, swords and book. As well as money galore. His own vault, started by his mother and James, had money in there as well as all his old toys and nursery furniture.

Prince vault it had been huge, torches round the sides had gone on for miles down the back, in there was heaps of gold, jewels. There were clothes, potions, furniture and the lot. What was different was the quantity. There was so much, yet when Harry thought about it, it made sense the Prince family must be huge as well as old. Harry had even read that the Prince family had been one of the first to receive the power and just looking at it was amazing but looking and knowing that not only was some of that your but, when you took over as head of house, it would ALL be yours was quite breathtaking.

When they had arrived back to Hogwarts Severus pulled out a small, leather rectangular box and sat down at the small dinner table in his room, motioning for the rest of the group to join him.

He opened the box and inside was two rows of rings set back on individual red silk cushions. ‘Alucard ~ Patriarch ~ Evan, Black & Prince’ was written in gold leaf on the bottom of the lid.

When Harry had asked about the name and why he had also heard it in Draco’s memories and thought it was his, he had been told that it was the name his mother had wanted to call him and was most likely the name his soul has taken; after his great, great, great grandfather Alucard who had worked with the mortal Helsing family. His father had looked uncertain and Harry could feel he regretted his impulse to get his, apparently preferred, name engraved on it.

~~~~~~~flashback

“I like it, it’s definitely different from the wizarding names…but don’t you think changing my name is going a bit to far. I mean not that I haven’t forgiven you but…”

“Honestly Harry, that name you have was given to you by a man that would have tried to enslave you, or worst kill you. Harold is the name of Potter that eighty years ago wouldn’t let the rebellion against vampires drop; still going out with small group and terrorising small Vampiric families. Your basically insulting you family and race by just keeping it.”

“Enough Draco! I knew asking this might be too much and I will not pressure him into taking it, I have no right to.” Severus locked eyes with Draco and the teen looked away when he saw what, if allowed to manifest, would mean tears; yet the man would never let anyone no he was feeling anything in a time like this so pointing them out would be pointless.

“Look…I…I’ll do it…My mother means the world to me, now more than ever, and I want to remember her and make her proud. I’ll change my name and show the world that our race isn’t something to be feared or hated. I’ll make it so children can go to school and not have to hide their heritage.

But please don’t ask me to cut all ties with my old life. I’ll not turn on any of my friends and I’ll not turn my back on the wizarding world and Voldemort.” Harry had started out quiet and solemn and then it had grown in his passion.

Severus looked over his son and made the decision; this war shall come sooner than the wizarding world had hoped, but their liberator will be ready and a far cry from the all-glowing-light-Harry-Potter they knew before.

“It is settled then, you will be named Alucard Harry Prince. This way you will always know who you where and who you are now.

This is a crucial time…H-Alucard, once you have taken the oath, and especially when you pledge to the Legion, you will be readying for war.

You will need as much support as possible and through out you school year and summer we will be strategising and planning for the war. The sooner word reaches Voldemort the better; he will panic with the knowledge that you are a vampire and even more so when he realises you’re a master vampire and have broken away from Dumbledore; the old coot was predictable in the most important areas and now he doesn’t control you Voldemort will not know what is happening.

What we had planned was that you will return to Hogwarts on that day and within the next five you will have told everyone that you are in fact a vampire, taken over the Order from Dumbledore, rallied the sixth years together and begun their training to protect the school from attack, and begun your own training with the family in a number of fighting techniques.”

“Woooo woo woo! You want me to walk up to Dumbledore, vampire dis-liking wizard, and tell him I’m a vampire and want to take over something he started years ago? You think he’s just gonna hand over control, you do remember he is a control freak thing right?”

“Alucard, he’ll have to. Severus will be there backing you up and others will too.”

Harry looked at Draco with a sort of frowning smirk.

“Did you just call me Alucard?”

“Well, it will be your name soon. I just wanted to see how it felt on the tongue.” He blushed at his own wording and the others chuckled at the teen.

Flashback~~~~~~~~~

Alucard straightened out his plain black tunic and brushed some imaginary creases in his trousers. He turned the thick panelled, beautifully etched belt so the clasp was at the side and tied his hair back into a small pony-tail at the base of his neck, it was growing longer fairly quickly but was only just long enough for a pony-tail at the moment.

He looked at his hands covered in dragon skin and smiled. You couldn’t see his family rings or his other respected rings and would have to take the gloves of when it came to proving his heir right, but they where apart of his attire.

After their discussion on his name and steps to take during the war Lucius and Draco had explained to him what each ring meant while Severus caught up on his marking.

~~~~~~~Flashback

Lucius pulled the box to the middle of the table so he could see the rings and smiled at them all.

“Well this one here is your family ring; it means that the family believes you are responsible enough to hold the right to stamp the family name on any document you see fit, see here is where you would press it into the wax. You have three of them for obvious reasons. This one with the wolf on it is the symbol of you fathers family; the Prince family and this one with the raven is your mothers; the Evan family and, obviously now, the last one with the pentangle and Egyptian key in the middle is from the Black family. Sirius gave up the rights to the Black family to you; it would be too much trouble trying to run the family when you’re supposed to be dead.


This silhouetted one is of your mother and it’s called a mourning ring, it’s to show that you have lost someone special to you. Some where it only on the anniversary of the persons death, birth, wedding anniversary, you get the idea. Some wear it all the time and others have one made but never wear them. I really just depends on the person; I have three two I wear constantly and another I only where on the anniversary of the persons death.

Theses three are the heir rings; it shows that you are next in line and next in power. The one with the Ruby held by a dragon’s claw is from the Prince family, the Diamond with the band shaped like wings is from the Evan family and the Black family is the one with the Emerald held by the Dragons head. These you wear all the time, obviously, so that people know who you are and how much responsibility you have in the family.

And lastly these two are the Patriarch crest rings. These are what every heir works for; to be the head of the family, leader of the entire line. Although there aren’t any Evans left, their fortune still needs culling and their estates need keeping. The Blacks are still alive and even have a new host family I believe so you hold the right over that the family does as a whole, if there is a family feud, problem, emergency, they would come to you for advice or just to work over the problem.

Theses have the same look as the family rings but theses you don’t dip in wax, these have the ability to call the family through the magic in side it. If you needed to call a family meeting then you would simple pour some of your magic into the crest and let it seep out the family.”

Draco was stunned, Alucard had so much authority and responsibility now, nothing like killing an evil mad man but still…Draco was almost hard just thinking about it. This Alucard would serve and protect anyone he saw worthy and had the power of four families; the Black, the Evan, the Prince and the Malfoy-since the Malfoy where their host family.

“How come theirs a cushion with nothing on it, I mean nine is a pretty random odd number right?”

Alucard poked the red silk and rubbed the leather at the sides.

“That is probably the space for your alliance ring, when you join the Legion my boy.” Lucius looked over his son.

“Draco here joined on his thirteenth birthday ready for when you came along. He can help you in the beginning to get to know everyone.”

Flashback~~~~~~~~~

He checked one more time to make sure everything was in place. Today he would be going to see the council of elders to be accepted as a master vampire, acknowledge his mothers name for him and be sworn into the Legion Shadow that night. Today was the day Harry Potter-Media feeder, toy of the old coot, Dumbledore and blind saviour of the wizarding world would die and Alucard Prince would reign in his place. He would swear an oath to protect his race and family, to yield his power with a just hand and bring his race the glory they were shed of many years ago.

He walked down the stairs of the shrieking shack, where they where all to meet before ten o’clock so as not to look suspicious. Draco would walk into Hogsmeade with Blaise and Pansy then walk off in a huff after a planned out argument, Harry would use his invisibility cloak and walk straight there, Hermione and Ron giving people the cover story that h wanted to study for potions since the professor had warned him he would fail if he didn’t improve. Severus would take Lucius there by apperating-since he was built into the school wards.

As he got to the bottom step he could hear voices, he guessed Draco must be here then. Severus and Lucius had been here when he had arrived and they had sent him up to get ready for the ceremony.

The two men had been dressed in matching with silver detail and Lucius had been in white with gold detail. Apparently hosts wore white and masters wore black, also the fledgling wore black but, as Alucard now wore, it was a tunic with no detail and the gold belt with Vampiric text etched into it.

Alucard took a deep breath and walked into the room with his shoulders back and head high. He was taking this all in his stride, first he had found out he was a vampire, then that his father wasn’t his father, also the Malfoy were his host family, then the name change.

He shook his head; this was for the respect of his mother, the faith in his Vampiric brethren, the safety of his friend, future friend and the wizarding world. He had to keep that in mind. He had a cause, he had a reason to keep moving forward. He knew this would make him stronger, mind, body and soul.

As he entered the room he saw his father stood by the fireplace, smirking at his son, Lucius wasn’t around, neither was Draco and…

Remus was stood by the other side of the fireplace petting the head of Padfoot. Alucard gasped and ran into the arms of Remus, who was more surprised that Harry was eye-level with him than anything else.

Padfoot barked in excitement but stayed sat down, not at all like the bundle of energy he usually was in this form. When Alucard looked to Remus for answers, the man sighed and patted the dogs head again.

“He really wanted to come see you, but he still feel awfully sore, this form seems to ease the soreness...that and it was easier to carry the dog out rather then the man.”

Remus chuckled and looked up to Severus when he heard the man snort. Alucard noticed their eyes lingered on each other before Severus turned to the series of knock that was their code for getting in.

When the door opened Draco ran upstairs with his bag of clothes for the ceremony and Lucius walked into the, what would have been, living room cursing under his breath. At the questioning looks he got from everyone, including the dog, his sighed and, was about to, leaned back against the wall but then though better of it in his white robes.

“Draco said he thought someone was following him, so he took a round about way and almost got lost. When I checked the area I found some of that stupid Auror powder that helps them apperate with out a sound. They know something is going on but if they were going to act they would have by now. Still…on the off chance I’m wrong, I suggest we go.

Draco came down the stairs after a surprisingly small amount of time and they began to apperate to their new location; Lucius taking Remus, Draco taking Padfoot and Severus taking Alucard.

As the others left Severus put a hand on his sons shoulder.

“Alucard…Harry. Before we go I wanted you to no I respect what you are doing and I’m proud of what you are about to do…but I want…need to know that you are doing this for you. Not everything has to be in the name of war.”

Alucard knew his father was giving him time to say what he really thought without the pressure that Lucius and Draco unintentionally put him under. So he told the truth.

“Honesty most of this is for the war. I know for a fact that under normal circumstances I wouldn’t be here right now, a week after finding out you’re my father and I’m a vampire, going to the ceremony. I wouldn’t have just accepted you as my father after all you put me through for five years, nor would I have forgiven Lucius as quickly.

I would never have agreed to do this ceremony without my friends and I wouldn’t have changed my name so quickly. But I don’t have time to deal with this right now, and honestly I’ll probably for get to deal with some of it. The best you can do is just let me do what I have to and hope that in the end I’ll be just as excepting as I am now.”

Severus smiled and put his arm around his son’s shoulders ready for apperating.

“I would prefer honesty over compliance on most occasions so please, if there is anytime you need to talk, come seek me out.”

“I’ll try.”

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