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A/N:

Before we start this, I want to tell you that I have been reading both fanfics and paid mainstream literature for the last several years. This story is the culmination of ideas that have been infesting my mind for months. There are a lot of ideas used in this story that come both from other fanfics and from mainstream books, TV, etc. So I request not to be told that things which I already know.

WARNING: This story will contain violence, strong language, Alcohol use, lemons, and a very strong Harry.


Chapter 7


May 11, 1996 {Early Morning}
Potter Manor, England

Lily Potter led Harry to her second bedroom where she simply stood and stared at the young man who was in fact an Avatar of the oldest forces present in the world.

A Death Incarnate.

After nearly a minute or two of tense silence, she spoke as she visibly halted the thoughts her mind was taking and spoke," That was to put it very interesting, Harry. I didn't knew that you were so proficient with magic and duelling. Who taught you all that?"

"You don't want to ask that, Lady Potter. I can smell the fear that wafts of your skin. You are afraid of my power. You are afraid what more secrets I could be hiding. You feel-" he stopped as he felt a hand on his lips. Lily Potter had put her fingers upon his lips even as tears appeared in her emerald eyes and she spoke, haltingly but no less firmly," Don't be stupid, Harry. I know you have always been let down on the matter of trust and family. I am not afraid of your power but I am afraid of what Dumbledore would do if he knew of your origins. I am afraid of what those pure blood purists will do to since you have cut down so many of their numbers today. The Ministry, Albus, Voldemort. These all are the sides that will be gunning for you now since they know that you are a player in the game. I can't let in good conscience allow that to happen when you have already suffered so much by others' hands in your dimension. I already lost my child once, I will not lose you again." And she hugged him.

Hadrian's eyes had grown a bit warm before the ever present coldness and neutrality filled them back. He spoke, his voice more like a raging blizzard," Lady Potter, not to be cold but I had millennia's to deal with my experiences and with the mortal life I lived. I am well over what happened to me. You on the other hand are falling deeper into the trap of mixing of two dimensions. I am not your son, just a counterpart to his mortal shell. I am certainly weak and I can deal with any mortal that comes after me with delusions of grandeur. And not but not the least, don't lose yourself to the trap of emotions again. You will be only hurting yourself." He felt Lily shiver in his arms before he spoke further but warmly," I am not meant to stay here Lady Potter. I will have to go back one day to my dimension. I can't be in good conscience be your son or act like one since it has been many eras since I was young. However, I will be your friend till I am here. You can let go of your past Lily Potter. It is not going to hurt you. Just don't worry and believe in yourselves."

Lily Potter began silently sobbing in his arms as Harry held her close to himself. Hadrian sighed and mentally wished to himself again that he could turn his humanity off. When he had ascended, Harry had gotten a choice to leave behind his humanity or not. He had chosen not to do so. So in essence, he was still Harry Potter and the Pale Rider both. And, Harry Potter was his moral conscience that sympathised with Lily Potter and her situation. He knew that even though he wanted to keep her at arm's length, Harry Potter part of him would not allow that as he could feel that Lily Potter had an important part to play in the war and he still felt something for the woman, Lily Potter nee Evans.

So, he mentally cursed himself and his humanity a little as he felt those warring emotions within himself and yet he felt no fear of what was he going to do. He was not afraid and it had been too long since he had some fun. Something clicked inside his mind as he felt a long piece of puzzle getting solved from his training days in the Veil. On realising what was happening with him, a blooming Cheshire grin spread over his lips as his eyes glowed slightly.

Death had involved himself in this game fully, for the stakes here were different. Mortals watch out for the Pale Rider is on the prowl again.


Upstairs, Anna Zabini was standing under the shower of the bathroom as she panted and released her seventh orgasm for today. The young woman was moaning unashamedly as she pumped the massive dildo in and out of her wet cunt even as her hairless pussy lips clung to the toy's girth and her incredibly tight muscles tried to suck the toy back into their crushing embrace. Her drooling cunt was leaking juices like a overflowing pot with rivulets of clean liquid running down her thighs as she gave one last pull to the toy and removed it from her pussy.

She was gleaming with sweat and her chest was heaving hard enough to make her tits jiggle gently. The toy in her hand was held limply and looked like she had just given birth to it. It was wet and shiny with her cum and fluids as she dropped it with a sigh on the floor. The lights of the shower allowed a soft golden glow to light up the room and dappled the frame of the sexually frustrated woman.

"Damn my Succubus traits!" she spoke to herself softly, as she came down from her high, looking even more annoyed as she felt the dull itch of her pussy begging to be sated, start again. Anna growled to herself as she remembered what had led to this predicament or more importantly whom.

"This stay is going to be very frustrating!" she moaned to herself as she held her face in her hands.

She looked back into the massive wall mirror opposite to her and glared at her reflection, then turned around showing her delicious and incredibly sexy, heart shaped arse. Using both her hands, she prised apart her arse cheeks to show the world her second hole. The anal beads toy end was showing from her pulsating rosebud as her anal muscles gave the rhythmic contractions and the toy was pushed out a bit before getting sucked in and she looked at it as if not even thinking a bit about her actions.

In fact, Anna herself did not need to concentrate on her body's sexual desires and actions. The Succubus heritage and traits in her Zabini blood made her every action seem to be sexually charged. Blood that seemed be a bit more potent than normal for her as compared to her entire family.

She simply increased her muscles flexing with a simple thought and watched a bit fascinated as the beads began to be pushed out her now O-shaped arsehole, one after the other. When the final bead was pulled out, the entire string of anal beads fell on the shower floor with a loud thwack, which was a bit loud in the empty bathroom. Ignoring the toys on the floor and turning to the shower heads, Anna started the water. She hissed slightly as the streams of hot water hit her tired body, making her relax her muscles as steam rose off her body. She let out a soft moan as she washed away all the accumulated sweat and dirt from today's events.

She wouldn't admit it to anyone but back in the safe house when she saw Lady Potter's companion, she wanted to do nothing but drag his sinful, Adonis body back to the bedroom and ride him till she could do it no longer. That male was nothing but one delicious tease wrapped with power and mystery. Her inner instincts had demanded that she should bed him, show him that she was worthy of being his companion.

Those thoughts had come to her mind with such intensity that she had felt that her inner succubus had burst out of her.

That is what she called her instincts as- her Inner Succubus.

She stopped the water and towelled off her body as she left the bathroom.

Anna Zabini looked at the mirror at her fit body and scowled when she felt the need of self-gratification burn again in her. She vowed to herself that she would get to the bottom of this mystery as she found her thoughts returning to the male present in the manor once again. There was something in him that called out to her inner blood and her body and that scared her a little bit.


May 11, 1996 {Early Morning}
Potter Manor, England

The elves of the Potter Manor were known for making foods even more heavenly than the feasts of Hogwarts. It was often told by those privileged to have food cooked by the Potter family elves always spoke of how delicious and heavenly the dish put in front of them was. Many pure blood families had often requested the Potter House for the services of their elves for their very important functions for a number of favours. It was also told that these elves were better than any other family elves as they ferociously guarded the lives of their Masters and Mistresses till they died.

An important piece in history of the Potter House that tells how three elves of the Potter family destroyed over seven manors of the killers family of their Master before they were ordered by the new Master to leave them alone, before the new Master himself declared feud between those families and themselves. The elves destroyed over several thousand Galleons worth of property and caused several serious injuries to the accused. Even the Ministry or the Wizengamot could not say anything against that because there was no way any pureblood would admit to be defeated by a trio of mad elves who could with a snap of their fingers could cause severe destruction.

The Potter family books have given these elves as the title of the Three Musketeers' of Potter House.

Right now, the elves were trying to make a very late dinner or a very early breakfast and the general bickering was going on amongst them that what they would serve today to their three female guests and the Mistress and the young Master. A young elf by the name of Mipsy arrived with a pop and spoke to the assembled elves with a sad voice," Young Master be helping Mistress Lily right now. Mistress Lily is being sad and crying badly. Mipsy wanted to go and help the Mistress but Young Master was con... cons... ahem.. Helping her. I did not gets the order for the foods. Mipsy is being sorry but Mipsy is being worried about Mistress Lily."

One of the other female elf spoke up, sniffling," The Young Master is good for Miss Lily. Mistress is being sad when the Snake Man attacked Master James and Young Master Harry. Poor Masters being killed makes Mistress Lily hurt very much. We have no order for the foods but I think we be cooking the full dinner from these cook books Mistress Lily brought from her travels. Let's make the foods for all. We is being late already." And with that the elves moved back to their cooking and other household tasks.


An hour later, every human occupant of the Potter Manor was sitting at the dining table and looking at the veritable mountain of foods cooked by the elves from various cookbooks. There were Greek dishes, Italian foods, French Cuisines and the ever trusty British dishes. Nymphadora along with Angelina were sitting next to Anna who was sitting opposite to Hadrian. Lily was, as normally, sitting at the head of the table with Hadrian sitting on her left hand side giving everyone the same neutral expression that he was wearing back at the safe house.

Lily's eyes were still a bit red from crying but she was feeling a lot better. However, most of her attention was taken by the fact that Nymphadora was shooting hot looks at the young Avatar of Death but was being summarily ignored. A burning feeling of jealousy raised its ugly head for a moment in Lily's mind but was immediately suppressed.

Lily looked at Hadrian and gave him a look. Hadrian sighed but nodded at her. Lily looked at the girls and then tapped the spoon with her glass getting their attention and waved at him." I would like to introduce my new friend to you all properly. His name is Hadrian Evans and he is an old acquaintance of mine. I met him when I was in Greece studying for my runes mastery. He helped me in a few things and complex theories and so did I. We parted ways when he had to go to the East for some personal reasons. Though we kept in contact over the years and when he heard about the situation in England, he volunteered to help me. I was just as surprised to see him at the Black Manor where he arrived. Now it is getting very late. Why don't we all eat the food that the elves have prepared for us? It would be a shame to let this food go waste."

As they absorbed all that Lily spoke up again as she looked at her three new recruits, "Let's dig in everyone. I know you girls are tired and had a harrowing experience tonight. But let me tell you that no matter what happens we must look out for each other and I would help you no matter what. I am a bit happy that we scored a great victory over the Death Eaters and managed to thin down their ranks. Even though I am a bit miffed that we were exposed a little early to Dumbledore and Tom Riddle in our involvement against them. Ministry is right now a non-entity but take care and be properly wary of people like Umbridge, Dawlish, Scrimgeour, and a few others who are supporters of pure blood agenda and their own beliefs."

All of them looked at the virtual banquet in front of them and then began piling over the various delicacies to eat. Anna in particular was very happy to see a few Italian dishes and they looked to be cooked masterfully. Nymphadora had taken up a few French foods along with a number of Italian dishes unlike Angelina who was sampling a bit of everything.

Lily Potter on the other hand was trying the Greek dishes and passed a few to Hadrian to taste.

"Who is Tom Riddle? And why did you not include Minister Fudge in the list, Lady Potter?" asked Angelina even though her attention was mostly at the male who seemed to be more interested in reading a medium sized book in an obscure language that she would bet that none of them would know about while eating with the elegance of royalty. Each of his movements were fluid and graceful, like a symphony of birds, elegant and enchanting.

His hands never missed anything that he took from his plate, yet his eyes never left the book he was reading.

Lily sighed but she turned to Hadrian and spoke," Hadrian, can you give them the specifics?"

Hadrian who was reading snapped his eyes to Lily and then smiled the warmest smile that each of them had ever seen, though it was barely a ghost of a smile. Anna let out a small sigh of longing even though as Tonks grew her tits by another half cup or so. Angelina who was asking had her mouth open slightly even though as it looked like she had forgotten to breathe.

Lily who was the recipient of the smile looked a bit more upbeat than before as Hadrian smiled at her.

Hadrian noticed his allure affecting all of them and pulled a handle over his power and aura and began," Of course, Lady Potter. I -" before he was interrupted by Lily glaring at him slightly. He sighed before amending his fact and addressing her again," I mean Lily. Ok, an important history lesson. Tom Marvolo Riddle is the true name of the self-proclaimed Dark Lord Voldemort. He is a half-blood who can trace his bloodline from the Slytherin family through the Gaunt line and is an indirect relative of Salazar Slytherin.

The Slytherin family after the Death of Salazar was broken down into three main categories- The Elder Two lines from the daughters of Salazar himself and the youngest line from the son from Salazar's younger brother. The daughters married into the Griffindor and Peverell lines secretly and vanished from the written history while the brother's son left the country's shores and went on long travels towards Eastern Europe. The written history tells that after a decade or so he came back to Britain where he married a cousin of his and his line lived and extended further down the centuries and became to what we call as Gaunt Family.

The Gaunt family was a very ancient Wizarding family noted for a vein of instability and violence that flourished through the generations due to their habit of marrying their own cousins. Lack of sense coupled with a great liking for grandeur meant that the family gold was squandered several generations before Voldemort was ever born.

His mother and her brother along with their father were left in squalor and poverty. Both the last Gaunt males had a very nasty temper, a fantastic amount of arrogance and pride, and a couple of family heirlooms.

Marvolo was the name of Volemort's grandfather, his son's name was Morfin, and his daughter was called Merope, and they were the last of the Gaunts. Merope was Voldemort's mother.

Voldemort's father was a man named Tom Riddle senior,a handsome Muggle who used live nearby their home in Little Hangleton and for whom Merope Gaunt cherished a secret, burning passion.

Gaunt family often has claimed that they were the true descendants of Salazar Slytherin and also from Cadmus Peverell but they are wrong on both counts."

"Oh!" said Nymphadora as she took in all that. Looking at her fellow females, she saw them digesting the information that the Dark Lord who called himself a Champion for the Pure Blood cause was himself a half blood and the ancestry he claimed was not his to claim. Then Anna asked a question that was burning in all their minds," So why this information is not made public or widely known? If it was known that the Dark Lord is a half blood, we could create dissension in his ranks and even remove several families from following him."

Hadrian smiled and motioned to Lily Potter who was looking at them with something akin to contemplation. She answered," Voldemort has managed to erase most traces of his ancestry and half-blood heritage. Also, he has inspired a great amount of fear by using Parseltongue and declaring himself as Salazar's champion. The Pure Bloods want a figure head to lead them. Tom fills that role very well. As for sowing dissent seeds in the army of Riddle, it is not easy as it sounds. We cannot dispute that Tom has a link to Slytherin family. Next, the purebloods who are fanatical would disregard the mundane heritage of Tom because he still is a half -pure blood. Also, there are many other reasons but that will be going into technicalities and it is going to be tedious for you to understand that."

"What about Cornelius Fudge? Why is he not on the watch list?" asked Nymphadora at which Lily made a face as if she had tested something foul before replying," Fudge is in Malfoy's pocket and a corrupt politician whose only agenda is to be on the sides of those who would allow him to win the favour of the masses and fill his pocket with gold. Right now, Lucius Malfoy is highly connected and has a great deal of influence and money. As soon as he falls, Fudge will leave him and search for a new person to leech off. He is an inefficient Minister and a total spineless coward. His only weaknesses are power and money which is why he can never take hard decisions."

Hadrian who had been thinking along some new way to cause Dumbledore's beard to knot looked at the anger and venom in Lily's voice and simply shrugged. His gaze then shifted to the females lost in their own thoughts but he could easily see the sceptic emotion rolling off them in waves. He wasn't surprised at that as the story which had been concocted by Dumbledore to explain his existence in this dimension was flimsy at best and wouldn't hold a candle to the scrutiny of determined person's intent on finding about him. But the three young females respected Lily enough to not question her on her claims.

Hadrian had already procured his identities and proofs of his identity and they had already been circulated through the entire systems of bureaucracy both Magical and Mundane. His identity was concealed by his powers and Hadrian had watched Dumbledore flounder around getting no hints of his ancestry or station. The old fool had on several durations of his stay in the #12 Grimmauld Place had tried to read his mind but each time the old man had gotten nothing. His very aura had twisted and broken the weak Leglimency probe into nothingness, making the old man wince every time as the backlash of the destroyed magic punished his mind by giving him a hell of a headache again and again.

But the Old Fool was persistent and had tried it again and with the same result.

As if the old man's pathetic mental strength could even touch his mind.

Foolish mortal!

Had Hadrian allowed that magic to connect to him, Dumbledore's head would have exploded like a watermelon bursting on getting smashed with a hammer, under the strain of attempting to comprehend his very existence.

"Hmm! He is very good at magic. We all saw his performance a few hours ago. Do you think he will teach us in learning new magic or tricks?" asked Angelina as her eyes traced the sculpted torso of the young man visible on his black and silvery mesh shirt. Nymphadora who was feeling a bit hot under her collar also thought of all the new moves that she could try with the young male when alone. Her thoughts began to get increasingly sexual as images of her doing sexual gymnastics flashed across her mind.

Suppressing her blush with her Meta-morph powers, she looked over the male once again and her eyes noticed the silvery symbol traced over his heart over the coat he was wearing. She traced the symbol again and again with her eyes as a vague memory of her mother telling a story came to her mind but she did not remember the specifics. Pushing away her thoughts, she turned back to eating as a few ideas began to be cooked in her mind.

"Lily, do you think I should go to Gringotts tomorrow? I have to get an account established here. Also, I have an idea for increasing the security of the Potter Estate. The wards on this entire land are powerful and ancient but I can add a smaller but powerful ward scheme over the existing wards and integrate both the schemes without damaging the older structure. After having the food, I can discuss it if you want or would you like to rest." He asked Lily who was immediately reminded of how drained she was from all the revelations over various last few hours.

Before she could answer, Tonks spoke up," Hadrian, can you teach me some of the magic you used today, after we eat the food, if you are free? We could, you know, get to spend some time together and learn a few new things, if Lily doesn't mind. I was really impressed by how you handled the Death Eaters. I would like to get some training from you. So, what do you say, handsome?" she finished by making her eyes big and watery using her talents.

Lily wanted to stop Hadrian from saying yes but then she remembered that she had to talk with both Amelia and Sirius and explain to them about the ritual that Dumbledore did and Hadrian's arrival in their dimension, in the afternoon. The option of sleeping to get some well-deserved rest was looking more and better.

"Ok. I will do it. But only if you are not asleep or tired. Meet me in the grounds at seven in the morning. Till then you can have a small rest. Even, Lily should have some rest. She looks knackered. I will discuss it later with you. You must sleep for you look really tired." He said firmly but softly to Lily who wanted to talk with him but then yawned and nodded to him.

After that he felt silent and all the women began talking amongst themselves. Hadrian tuned them out and began thinking out over some of the ideas to increase the security of the Potter grounds. He was thinking over something when he felt something malicious and wrong just outside the wards of the Potter Estate. He turned his head sharply and gazed at what had attracted the attention of his Death Magic. His gaze pierced through the walls, magic, shadow, earth and flesh and locked onto the group of persons standing just outside of the wards.

A female stepped forward in his gaze, away from her fellow Death Eaters, and pulled off her hood. Her mask was on but Hadrian still could see her face clearly as if she was standing just next to him. Azkaban had hollowed Bellatrix Lestrange's face, making it gaunt and skull-like, but it was looking alive with a feverish, fanatical glow. But as he looked at the woman appearing to be Bellatrix, his gaze simply stripped away the false flesh and runic glamour's along with the necromantic magic used to hide the construct.

He was truly surprised as he looked at the construct and its properties. He could also see the Dark Mark of Voldemort pulsing on her animated dead flesh. Concentrating on the Death Magic surrounding the construct, he snaked a miniscule tendril of his power into the construct and immediately was assaulted by full information of its creation and purpose and by whom was this done.

Indeed Lord Black was one resourceful man to do something like this, that too in order to help his daughter.

"This is very interesting and not to mention delightful." He chuckled to himself softly, attracting attention from the females who stared at him questioningly." Just an errant thought. Nothing important." He said and watched as they began talking amongst themselves again.

After a few minutes, he watched the Death Eaters along with the necromantic construct vanish back into the forests. He broke off his link but not before he felt the Bellatrix's copy arrive near Voldemort magical signature.

After a few minutes, everyone moved out from the dining room to their rooms in order to rest and get some sleep. Lily called the elves before turning for bed and thanked them for making such a nice dinner while Hadrian watched her interact with her servants. After another round of thanksgiving, Lily retired to the master bedroom on the first floor with Hadrian being given a room just next to her. All the three girls had already been given their own rooms on the ground floor itself, next to each other.

All of the females slept soundly while the Pale Rider who was standing at the window and not sleeping, gazed towards the direction he could feel the magical signature of Voldemort and the necromantic construct of Bellatrix Lestrange nee Black.

His cheeks spilt into the wide Cheshire grin again and his pearly white teeth glinted in the darkness as his eyes bled into the predatory feline slits and enlarged slightly.

'This is rather interesting indeed.' He thought to himself.


Author's Apology:

I wish to apologize to all my readers due to the lateness of uploading my chapters. Since I was giving my last semester exams over the last two months I had no time to write any updates to my stories. None the less, I'm back and will start writing those updates soon. Till then folks enjoy this chapter and please, please, please review the story...

Vishalddarkside signing out...