Mafia Boss Potter

Summary: Albus Dumbledore had worked too hard to get to where he was. It took him years to get total control over the boy who lived even though there had been some 'setbacks' like people who didn't die when they should have done and there was no way, he wasn't going to bow to some Muggle raised, gun wielding upstart child regardless of if he's a Wizard or the Potter head.

I do not own Harry potter, enjoy!

Fleamont and Euphemia Potter, couldn't have been happier.

Instead of being blessed with one baby, they had been blessed with two, all of their friends were there to see to the baby's birth, including a certain twinkly eyed old man.

Euphemia was so proud to hold, her children fiscally for the first time, one baby was crying his lungs out while the other had let out a sharp cry before going mysterious quite.

Neither of the happy parents know just how special one of their babies were.

While everyone went to congratulate the newly made parents, nobody saw the gleam behind the gold rimmed glasses looking at the scene before him.

Albus Dumbledore, frowned inwardly.

There was only supposed to be one Potter child not two!

Now with two Potter children, it was harder for him to achieve his goal.

You see, the great Albus Dumbledore had found himself in a pickle for several years over the Potter family about their role in the war.

From the very beginning Albus had set his sights on the Potter gold and not to mention the Blacks gold as well, he wanted to gain their trust and then kill them as soon as the next generation was born.

Albus would than take those child under his 'Wing', portraying himself in a good light as he took the only heir to the Potter fortune in, raise him or her and then have them sign away the Potter fortune and black fortune as soon as they come of age before the child could wisen up and then have them 'Disappear' from the scenes.

But in recent years, some of the members of the Potter household seemed to be wizening up to Albus plan for them, or at least, were starting to see beyond his title and grandfather like attitude.

The Potter couple had become a lot more reluctant when it came to giving him money to 'Aid' him in the war to come and had started to question the order of Phoenix as a whole and Albus couldn't have that.

How was he supposed to get close enough to kill all of them and take their new-born child if they didn't trust him enough to get close?

So he laid low for a while, looking for a way to enter the Potters lives once more.

He hid a smile when Fleamont and Euphemia announced that they going to be parents very soon.

This was his chance to get into good graces with the Potters and place several compulsion charms on them, already he had put several spells on the Elder Potters and had yet to work on the main couple.

Some would call him down right mad.

But he called it having ambition and having purpose in life.

To not only be great but to have fame and untold fortune in his pocket and right now the Potter family as a whole was in his way of that fortune, he already spelled the young Black girl to steadily go insane so that she would be deemed unfit to ever hold the name black and be entitled to the Black gold.

Days went passed while he thought about how to get in arms reach of the twins and alone without one of the Potters watching over his shoulder.

His chance came, when he heard that the couple were going out for a night to celebrate their newfound parenthood and would be leaving the two children with a house elf while they were out.

Albus know he had to take this chance or he wouldn't get another.

So in the middle of the night, he broke into Potter Manor under an invisible cloak, he then found and stunned the House elf sent to take care of the twins before making his way to the Potter nursery where he found two identical looking babies sleeping so peacefully in a magically spelled cot they both shared.

The baby on the right was named James Potter while the other on the left was named Kase Potter.

Little did he know that, Kase was really only a month old baby in body but in mind, he was a 35 year old man who couldn't even remember how he died or even most of his life.

All he know was that he had somehow died and found himself with an awkwardly proportioned body and for some reason, he was in the Potter Manor, a place that should have been fictional.

He had yet to figure out that he had been reborn as a Potter baby due to his eyes sight being foggy and he could only really make out shapes and outlines of people and a house Elves and currently Kase was having a nice dream, he was dreaming about floating on top of water.

Unknown to him, a certain twinkly eyed man had gotten out his elder wand and was doing his best to levitate him out of the cot without waking up the other baby.

Albus had heard, that once one baby wakes up, the other was soon to follow and he didn't want to hear two babies screaming the house down alerting anyone who was near of what was going on inside.

To Albus Dumbledore, two baby potters were simply too much if he was going to get the Potter fortune or gain more fame.

It was more difficult to influence two people than one and that meant, he would have to get 'rid' of one of the Potters babies.

He would then play the sympathiser, when it was discover that one of the Potter twins was missing and suggest that a werewolf or someone who had a grudge against the family took the child and then later on killed it.

One would only hope that the baby he was levitating out of the Potter nursery would indeed die because he planned on leaving the baby out in the cold without a blanket or anything to keep him warm.

When Kase realised the sensation he was feeling was all too real in his dream, his eyes snapped opened, to find an outline of an unfamiliar man standing in view, something was glowing in front of him and Kase cursed his lack of eye sight but he know whatever was going on wasn't good.

It wasn't good at all.

He struggled and began screaming only to be hit with a silencing charm followed by a body bind before he was wrapped in an invisible cloak by his kidnapper and carried out of the manor.

Kase managed to catch the strong whiff of Sherbet lemon drops before he was pulled into what he assumed was a sidelong apparition, where he felt like he was being passed through a straw.

The following days after his kidnapping were hell, he was stashed into a dark damp place, not even given any food or water and his diaper was giving him a nasty rash.

His kidnapper always treated his body harshly and didn't care if he was leaving bruises on him and then one night, his hell had finally reached an end.

He was taken out into the rain, Apparitated once more, he assumed he was in somewhere new and suddenly without warning, he was dumped into a steal bin while his kidnapper walked away.

Kase didn't know what smelt worse, his unwashed body or the rubbish in the dustbin.

He felt weak and sleepy, it felt so nice to think about closing his eyes.

But Kase fought through the haze that was his mind.

He know that if he closed his eyes, he would no doubt die.

He was not going to die again.

Not today!

So Kase summoned what was left of his strength and stored it all into his lungs and gave one final cry, praying that someone would hear him and rescue him.

"WAAAAHHHHH!"

There was a deafening silence.

Nothing.

Kase know all hope was lost.

He was going to die here, forgotten, alone and stinky.

"What the hell was that?" A male voice suddenly said in Russian and hope bloomed in his heart.

Kase than quickly forced his tiny body to move and then started to bang against the metal surface of the bin, it hurt but it was better than dying in a trash can.

He noises attracted attention and he heard footsteps approaching the trash can he was in as he continued to slam his tiny and thin body against the metal casing.

Suddenly he got the feeling that eyes were on him.

He had been found!

"What the heck?!" The same voice said, Russian "John come over here. There's a baby in this trash can"

"Huh?" An unknown male voice and more eyes joined the two looking down at Kase sickly small form. "What the heck is a baby doing in here?"

He felt hands wrap around his tiny frame and lift him up, gently.

"The baby stinks!" the same voice said, "I'm not an expert on babies but I'm sure a baby is not meant to be this tiny and are those bruises on his body?"

"What kind of sick fuck, would abuse their own child than leave him in a trash can. That's a new low even for us" John said.

"We should take him to the boss. I'm not having a baby die in my arms today" The other said. "He'll know what to do"

"Damn, the baby really reeks. Keep that thing away from me" John said and Kase got the feeling the one holding him was rolling his eyes.

"He's not that bad" The man said, trying to defend him but failing due to man himself keeping the baby at arm's reach, away from him.

Kase felt safe knowing, he had been rescued, allowed his eyes to shut and immediately went limp in the man arms, alarming the two man.

"DAMN IT!" The man said, seeing the baby wasn't moving and both of them hurried back to headquarters, quickly.

# Time Skip#

It was damn close but Kase had managed to survive.

He had woken up to find that he had been adopted.

A Russian Mafia group had decided to adopt him into their gang.

Kase didn't know what horrified him the most, the fact that he was expected to call a trigger happy red headed man 'Uncle' or the fact that his new 'daddy' was already planning out his training routine for the future while his 'mommy' was trying to show him the best way to throw a Knife.

They named him 'Steelcold' because he was found in a steel trashcan when it was freezing cold outside.

And boy was there some weirdo in the group.

Years quickly flow by as the man in a baby body became a man in a child body, never once had he thought about the Wizard world because he didn't want to face his kidnapper who clearly wanted him dead and away from the Wizard world, the wizard world sounded like hell dressed in pretty wrapping paper, when he read the Harry Potter books.

Yes, Kase preferred to stay in the Muggle world where everything is explained through science and people didn't have the ability to bend your very will and leave you nothing but a puppet.

He went to Muggle School just like any normal child, although the children in the neighbourhood were weary of his 'family' who always seemed to be carrying some weapon with them.

It was no surprise there kids tended to stay away from him and he didn't mind.

He never once thought about what his birth name was, not that he had a chance anyway even when an owl suddenly flow towards him one day when he had just turned 11, carrying his Hogwarts letter.

Several members of his family automatically opened fire on the poor bird.

The bird never reached its intended target and the envelope was burned when his father had read it and couldn't help but find himself highly disturbed when he saw the address at the end of the letter.

It seems even that the birds would go even as far as Russia to deliver his letter.

Shouldn't he have gotten a letter from a Wizard school based in Russia?

Little did he know, when he was born his birth parents had automatically put him in the Hogwarts register for when he came of age and both of them were hoping to see a child identical to James walk through Hogwarts with the first years, in case he was somehow alive.

Back in Russia, Steel wasn't surprise that the whole group was ordered to move the next day but the birds kept on coming, several members had made shooting an incoming owls a sport and betting pools were opened up.

The Hogwarts owls quickly learned not to try and find him after the tenth owl didn't come back and refused to deliver any letters addressed to that certain child.

So instead of going to Hogwarts to learn magic, Steel attended a Muggle secondary school.

Where he learned something amazing.

He could do wordless magic!

Steel had just sat in Biology class in year 8, when he just thought how funny it would be if the frogs they were dissecting came alive and started dancing on top of their dissecting trays and that's exactly what happened to his amusement and to the teacher horror.

The whole class watched in shock as all the frog seemed to have been given the kiss of life and they all stood up and started to doing the 'mash potato'.

Their poor teacher screamed and fainted at the sight, she than took several days of leave, something about seeing dead frogs everywhere she turned.

That day, he went home excited at his new found discovery and in the privacy of his own room, he proceed to preformed several experiments to see if he could do the same thing again or if it was just a coincidence.

Steel was soon surrounded by dancing books and rulers forming into a conga line.

And here he thought, he was Squib, he almost let out a laugh.

He couldn't believe his luck!

What was great about doing wordless magic was that because it was so rear for a full grown wizard let alone a child to do so, nobody had bothered to keep tabs on any Magic not produced by a wand, it also helped he wasn't going to a Wizard school.

However a Magic school based in Russia did approach him once but was quickly sent running for the hills when someone pointed a gun at the strangely dressed man wielding a stick.

The man was luckily informed enough about the Muggle world and their weaponry to pale when he saw the gun pointed at his head and quickly walk away, escaping with his life intact.

Unlike an arrogant pure blood from Britain who would have foolishly challenged Muggle weaponry and be killed before he was half way through a spell.

The little boy known as Steel, soon grow up to be a man and when he came off age, he replaced his father as the head of Mafia group, knowing he know had a reason to cause fear in everyone around him.

By the age of 25, he had a mini army of weapon wielders at his back and call.

Over a decade quickly passed since he became the head of the Russian Mafia group with no signs of anything Magically that wasn't coming from him and he thought, he had successful dodged the wizard world.

Why did he have to be so wrong?

Steel was just in the middle of interrogating a whimpering man who had taken a small loan from the group and was caught when he tried to run.

The man was presented to him with a busted lips and several cuts inflicted on him, gagged and stripped naked.

That when something strange happened.

In a burst of what could only be called magic, a letter dropped from the ceiling right in front of him with a soft crack.

The man looked at the magically appearing letter with no small amount of shock and he wasn't the only one.

On the front of the letter, a name was written in gold.

To Mr Steelcold.

And inside.

Was the Potter family Ring.

And scene!

Finally done! Next chapter, Harry is 17 and goes to Gringotts to claim Lordship so he had has money to give Ginny a grand wedding only to find that he cannot claim the title and that he has an Uncle that he never know about. Review/Fav and follow!