Charmed Harry
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
22,266
Reviews:
117
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Charmed Harry
I DON'T OWN A THING.
Flashback
“Harry James Potter, we hereby find you guilty of the murders of Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley Dursley. We sentence you to three years in Azkaban at with time, that of your 18th Birthday you will be given the dementors kiss.”
He wanted to scream at them. Tell them he wasn’t a murderer; make them see he couldn’t do it. But he couldn’t thanks to this stupid silencing charm they placed on him. He looked around at the people in the courtroom. The Weasleys were all looking at him as if he were the lowest thing on earth. Hermione looked like she was ready to kill him herself there was so much hate in her eyes. All his teachers were there and thought he had been capable of killing, Snape looked especially smug. The entire wizarding world hated him, except for three people. Albus Dumbledor was trying to plead his innocence for him while Remus was trying to hold Sirius, in dog form, back from attacking the guards while too exclaiming his innocence. It didn’t work and he was carted off to Azkaban the day of is 15th birthday.
End of Flashback
Flashback
One year. That is how long he had been in this cell. That is how long he had been listening to his parent’s murders and his once friends say that he was unworthy of having parents who loved him enough to die for him. One year of hell on earth.
Then he heard it. Someone was walking down the corridor to his cell. He knew it couldn’t be a dementor as they glided not walked. He prayed they had found out the truth and were coming to set him free. He could go with Sirius and Remus, who he was engaged to, and they could be a family. Then the door opened and a Deatheater hauled him out to the outside where a battle was going on.
Everyone stopped fighting as he was thrown at Voldemort’s feet. They all listened as he spoke to him.
“Well Harry I am here to make you an offer. The wizarding world didn’t really want you. All someone had to do was kill your family and they all turned on you. But I will never turn my back on you.”
Hermione was the one brave enough to speak, “but Harry killed the Dursleys. All the evidence says so.”
“Do you really think I wouldn’t know how to properly frame someone? Yes the old fool, mutt, and wolf were correct the boy never killed anyone. So Harry what will it be? Will you join me and become part of my family?”
Everyone looked stunned. They had condemned an innocent child to Azkaban and now he would join the dark and it would be their faults.
“What will I have to do?”
“Just kill one of the light side fighters, your old mudblood friend perhaps.” Voldemort said handing over his wand to Harry.
Harry took the wand and pointed it at Hermione. She just stood there and seemed to accept to her fate. Then he started to speak the killing curse, but right when he was about to finish it he turned the wand on Voldemort and hit him square in the chest. With that the dark lord was dead.
Everyone started coming toward him, some wanting to apologize, some wanting to shake his hand, all wanting to forget what they had done to him. However Dumbledor got there first and pressed something into the palm of his hand. With a jerk at his navel he was gone from that awful place.”
The next thing he knew he was in an apartment somewhere. Looking down he saw Dumbledor had pressed two pieces of parchment into his hands. Looking at them he noticed they were letters. Sitting in the nearest chair he began to read.
Harry my boy,
We have tried to come up with a way to get you out of Azkaban and have until now come up with nothing. As I am sure you now realize these letters were a one-way portkey to your new life, your second chance. Use it well. This apartment was one your father’s family owned which only I know about. No one will be able to find you. I have transferred all your money to an account over there the information on that is at the bottom of this letter. Take care of yourself and make sure you write us so we don’t worry about you, as it would be too dangerous for us to come to you. I have no doubt people will be looking for you.
Take care,
Albus
P.S. Your emancipation forms are also enclosed. If you ever want to use magic again you will not be able to be traced, as you are technically an adult. Your belongings have also been moved into this apartment and your wand is with all of that.
Seeing that he did indeed have his wand he broke Voldemort’s in half and threw it in the fireplace and lit it. Then he decided to read the next letter.
My dear Harry,
I am so sorry things couldn’t have been different. I wish you could stay here with Moony, and me but I know that is not possible. You will be safer where you are and that is what matters most. Take care of yourself and be sure you keep in touch with us or we will worry and have to come hunt you down.
All our love,
Padfoot and Moony
Finished reading Harry set the letters down and cried himself to sleep.
End of Flashback
That had been nine years ago. He had made sure to keep the three of them informed in his life and what was happening. He hadn’t gone by Harry James Potter since he read the letters. Instead he changed his name to Evan Michael James. He snapped out of his thought when he got to his destination, wishing it wasn’t raining so hard.
Andrew Mitchell saw his new client walking up to him. He looked to be a young man of about 22, he was on the small side only standing 5ft 8in, long black hair and when he came into the light he saw that he had the brightest green eyes he had ever seen. Yes he would be a popular one.
“You got the stuff?” Evan asked him.
“Yep. 20kg of it.” Andrew said holding up the drugs. “ But first I want a sample of what you will sell to get it.”
“Not necessary. Unfortunately you are under arrest for drug possession.” Said Evan as two police officers walked up.
“We got it from here, why don’t you get in the van and warm up.”
“I won’t argue with you on that one.” And he went back to the van.
Soon they were back at the station and filling out paper work. The man they got tonight would find young men to sell his drugs and would pimp some of them out. They had been trying to get someone of the inside and because of his size Evan was perfect. He was just glad they got this guy off the streets.
Evan didn’t get to leave until 3 a.m. and still had a half hour drive ahead of him. During that drive he thought about all that had happed since Albus sent him here.
He went to college to get a degree in criminal justice and later became a detective. When he was 21 he went to a bar with his friend and partner Chris Halliwell. Chris had been the first person apart from Albus, Remus, and Sirius that he was gay, which was common in the wizarding world as wizards could become pregnant. Anyways what Harry didn’t know was that Chris had an ulterior motive. Chris had planned to set Harry up with is brother Wyatt who was in med-school at the time. Well the two hit it off remarkably well and four years later were still together. Wyatt, Chris, and their parents, Piper and Leo, were the only people he had told about his past and they all decided it would be best to keep it to just them knowing. They didn’t even tell Piper’s sisters.
Harry was brought out of his thoughts when he pulled into the parking garage of is apartment. He got into the elevator and went to his floor. Unlocking his door he saw Wyatt’s keys on the counter and knew he would be asleep in the bedroom. Wyatt had moved in with him at the beginning of the year. Going to their room he changed into a dry pair of boxers and a dry t-shirt and a sweatshirt, he still felt chilled from being out in the rain. Getting under the blanket he curled up into he partner and felt Wyatt wrap an arm around his waist.
“Mmm… your feet are cold.” Came the tired voice of Wyatt.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you.” He relied with summoning some socks with a little wandless magic.
“S’ok, I wasn’t really asleep yet, just got back from the hospital not to long ago. Do you go in tomorrow?
“Nope, Chris and I were able to solve the case, that is why I was so late.”
“Good, Mom called she wants the family there for some kind of meeting. The entire family.”
“That can’t be good.”
“Nope, but we gotta be there at ten, which is in six hours, so we better get some sleep.”
With that Wyatt pulled Harry closer and Harry laid his head on Wyatt’s chest and soon they were both asleep.
Flashback
“Harry James Potter, we hereby find you guilty of the murders of Vernon, Petunia, and Dudley Dursley. We sentence you to three years in Azkaban at with time, that of your 18th Birthday you will be given the dementors kiss.”
He wanted to scream at them. Tell them he wasn’t a murderer; make them see he couldn’t do it. But he couldn’t thanks to this stupid silencing charm they placed on him. He looked around at the people in the courtroom. The Weasleys were all looking at him as if he were the lowest thing on earth. Hermione looked like she was ready to kill him herself there was so much hate in her eyes. All his teachers were there and thought he had been capable of killing, Snape looked especially smug. The entire wizarding world hated him, except for three people. Albus Dumbledor was trying to plead his innocence for him while Remus was trying to hold Sirius, in dog form, back from attacking the guards while too exclaiming his innocence. It didn’t work and he was carted off to Azkaban the day of is 15th birthday.
End of Flashback
Flashback
One year. That is how long he had been in this cell. That is how long he had been listening to his parent’s murders and his once friends say that he was unworthy of having parents who loved him enough to die for him. One year of hell on earth.
Then he heard it. Someone was walking down the corridor to his cell. He knew it couldn’t be a dementor as they glided not walked. He prayed they had found out the truth and were coming to set him free. He could go with Sirius and Remus, who he was engaged to, and they could be a family. Then the door opened and a Deatheater hauled him out to the outside where a battle was going on.
Everyone stopped fighting as he was thrown at Voldemort’s feet. They all listened as he spoke to him.
“Well Harry I am here to make you an offer. The wizarding world didn’t really want you. All someone had to do was kill your family and they all turned on you. But I will never turn my back on you.”
Hermione was the one brave enough to speak, “but Harry killed the Dursleys. All the evidence says so.”
“Do you really think I wouldn’t know how to properly frame someone? Yes the old fool, mutt, and wolf were correct the boy never killed anyone. So Harry what will it be? Will you join me and become part of my family?”
Everyone looked stunned. They had condemned an innocent child to Azkaban and now he would join the dark and it would be their faults.
“What will I have to do?”
“Just kill one of the light side fighters, your old mudblood friend perhaps.” Voldemort said handing over his wand to Harry.
Harry took the wand and pointed it at Hermione. She just stood there and seemed to accept to her fate. Then he started to speak the killing curse, but right when he was about to finish it he turned the wand on Voldemort and hit him square in the chest. With that the dark lord was dead.
Everyone started coming toward him, some wanting to apologize, some wanting to shake his hand, all wanting to forget what they had done to him. However Dumbledor got there first and pressed something into the palm of his hand. With a jerk at his navel he was gone from that awful place.”
The next thing he knew he was in an apartment somewhere. Looking down he saw Dumbledor had pressed two pieces of parchment into his hands. Looking at them he noticed they were letters. Sitting in the nearest chair he began to read.
Harry my boy,
We have tried to come up with a way to get you out of Azkaban and have until now come up with nothing. As I am sure you now realize these letters were a one-way portkey to your new life, your second chance. Use it well. This apartment was one your father’s family owned which only I know about. No one will be able to find you. I have transferred all your money to an account over there the information on that is at the bottom of this letter. Take care of yourself and make sure you write us so we don’t worry about you, as it would be too dangerous for us to come to you. I have no doubt people will be looking for you.
Take care,
Albus
P.S. Your emancipation forms are also enclosed. If you ever want to use magic again you will not be able to be traced, as you are technically an adult. Your belongings have also been moved into this apartment and your wand is with all of that.
Seeing that he did indeed have his wand he broke Voldemort’s in half and threw it in the fireplace and lit it. Then he decided to read the next letter.
My dear Harry,
I am so sorry things couldn’t have been different. I wish you could stay here with Moony, and me but I know that is not possible. You will be safer where you are and that is what matters most. Take care of yourself and be sure you keep in touch with us or we will worry and have to come hunt you down.
All our love,
Padfoot and Moony
Finished reading Harry set the letters down and cried himself to sleep.
End of Flashback
That had been nine years ago. He had made sure to keep the three of them informed in his life and what was happening. He hadn’t gone by Harry James Potter since he read the letters. Instead he changed his name to Evan Michael James. He snapped out of his thought when he got to his destination, wishing it wasn’t raining so hard.
Andrew Mitchell saw his new client walking up to him. He looked to be a young man of about 22, he was on the small side only standing 5ft 8in, long black hair and when he came into the light he saw that he had the brightest green eyes he had ever seen. Yes he would be a popular one.
“You got the stuff?” Evan asked him.
“Yep. 20kg of it.” Andrew said holding up the drugs. “ But first I want a sample of what you will sell to get it.”
“Not necessary. Unfortunately you are under arrest for drug possession.” Said Evan as two police officers walked up.
“We got it from here, why don’t you get in the van and warm up.”
“I won’t argue with you on that one.” And he went back to the van.
Soon they were back at the station and filling out paper work. The man they got tonight would find young men to sell his drugs and would pimp some of them out. They had been trying to get someone of the inside and because of his size Evan was perfect. He was just glad they got this guy off the streets.
Evan didn’t get to leave until 3 a.m. and still had a half hour drive ahead of him. During that drive he thought about all that had happed since Albus sent him here.
He went to college to get a degree in criminal justice and later became a detective. When he was 21 he went to a bar with his friend and partner Chris Halliwell. Chris had been the first person apart from Albus, Remus, and Sirius that he was gay, which was common in the wizarding world as wizards could become pregnant. Anyways what Harry didn’t know was that Chris had an ulterior motive. Chris had planned to set Harry up with is brother Wyatt who was in med-school at the time. Well the two hit it off remarkably well and four years later were still together. Wyatt, Chris, and their parents, Piper and Leo, were the only people he had told about his past and they all decided it would be best to keep it to just them knowing. They didn’t even tell Piper’s sisters.
Harry was brought out of his thoughts when he pulled into the parking garage of is apartment. He got into the elevator and went to his floor. Unlocking his door he saw Wyatt’s keys on the counter and knew he would be asleep in the bedroom. Wyatt had moved in with him at the beginning of the year. Going to their room he changed into a dry pair of boxers and a dry t-shirt and a sweatshirt, he still felt chilled from being out in the rain. Getting under the blanket he curled up into he partner and felt Wyatt wrap an arm around his waist.
“Mmm… your feet are cold.” Came the tired voice of Wyatt.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you.” He relied with summoning some socks with a little wandless magic.
“S’ok, I wasn’t really asleep yet, just got back from the hospital not to long ago. Do you go in tomorrow?
“Nope, Chris and I were able to solve the case, that is why I was so late.”
“Good, Mom called she wants the family there for some kind of meeting. The entire family.”
“That can’t be good.”
“Nope, but we gotta be there at ten, which is in six hours, so we better get some sleep.”
With that Wyatt pulled Harry closer and Harry laid his head on Wyatt’s chest and soon they were both asleep.