Harry Potter
Hybrid Effect
"Everyone assumes that because of what we are, that it determines who we are. When in truth it is who we are that truly makes us what we are." - DragonMaster
Prologue…
Life has never been simple for Harry Potter. His parents died when he was one, he was left with an abusive family. During his early child hood at the Dursley's he had been beaten and abused by them and at the age of five he ran away. He hadn't made it far as a Lycan called Fenrir Greyback and Vampire Draxus Crimson stumbled upon him during a fight.
They attacked him intent on killing him. In a panic and frightened beyond belief Harry let lose accidental magic after being bitten by them and was transported far away from the battling monsters that attacked him.
Deep in the mountains near Kyoto Japan, an elderly man found the injured Harry. He was living alone in the mountains, a wizard and former master sensei of all known forms of martial arts. He knew who the boy was because of the legendary scar on his brow but could sense the dark power lingering with his other power…sleeping and waiting to awaken.
Picking the child up he took him to his home vowing to bring the child back to health and prepare him for the destiny that he felt within him.
Chapter 1 : The Return of Harry Potter
Eleven years later…
Deep within the mountains of Kyoto, Japan a lone young man walked down a barely used path. He was dressed entirely in black. A long black trench coat covering a pair of baggy black pants and black combat boots and a black Tunic vest. Celtic trinity runes and runic tattoo's were on each arm and other covered places. His long raven locks were tied back into a ponytail that nearly reached his knees. He had the build of a warrior, not small but not large either. On his hands were fingerless black leather fighters gloves and on his head rest a black hat that looked a cross between a western muggle cowboy hat and a steepled wizard hat, it had a sort point that was folded back, just above the brim was a band with gold and silver Chinese dragons embroidered into it. A wicked lightning bolt shaped scar rest just above his right eye and his eyes were a piercing emerald green with feral slit pupils. The young mans name was Harry Potter.
Harry Potter had many secrets; he was an Elemental Sorcerer, born with the unique and extremely rare gift to control the elements and magic. He was also a Hybrid, a mix of human, vampire and lycan from an attack on him when he was five.
Somehow his magic kicked in at that early age and he was transported here to the wilds of Kyoto. That was when his Sensei, Yamada-san found him, nursed him back to health and then raised him in the ways of the warrior and helped him gain control of the darkness within himself. He was unique in that aspect as well, a master of both light and dark power and magic. Trained in all known martial arts ranging from simple Karate to the assassin arts of Ninjitsu. It gave him purpose and a path to follow, the Bushido code was the way he lived his life.
And now he was honoring his Sensei's final wish before he passed on. The wish was that he would return to England and attend a magical school in Scotland called Hogwarts.
Sensei Yamada had expressed his wishes that Harry integrate with others and learn to feel his emotions better and make friends, hopefully someday a family.
Harry wasn't really sure about all of that. He had always had limited interaction with other humans, nightbreeds he hunted. School was a pointless thing for him as he already had extensive magical and muggle knowledge. His Sensei had called him a prodigy.
Now despite his gothic and dangerous appearance Harry was actually quite kind hearted. He had an almost inhuman sense of Chivalry and a pathological need to protect innocent people. But the darkness that was also within him kept him cold and introverted towards others. He understood simple base emotions and could feel them but the more complex ones such as love and sometimes compassion gave him trouble, this left him numb for the most part.
Now sixteen years old, he was on his own. He knew the story of his past, how Voldemort killed his parents and how the dark lord still lurked in the darkness. He knew that he was the last of his family and the heir of four powerful historical magical people. His Sensei now in the afterworlds left him without a home or a place to belong. He had considered traveling the world, drifting from place to place but an owl from a man named Albus Dumbledore changed his mind. He wanted to see the place his parents learned magic and perhaps meet people who might have known them.
Reaching the clearing Harry gestured with his hand and a old sock appeared in it, a portkey Albus had sent him. He hardly needed it but it saved him having to teleport all over the place. A moment later Harry vanished with a pop of displaced air.
Albus Dumbledore, Supreme Mugwump, Grand Warlock and Order of Merlin 1st class, sat in the great hall of Hogwart's school of witchcraft and wizardry with two others. Arthur and Molly Weasley. Albus was a kindly elderly man with a grandfatherly disposition towards all young people. His beliefs that all dreams are obtainable and desire to nurture the younger generations made him a very liked man. His past deeds, the defeat of the Dark Lord Grindlewald and his stand against Voldemort proved his power and gained him great respect.
Molly and Arthur were a kindly wizarding couple with a large happy family and a large but simple home. Friends of the once renowned Lilly and James Potter they hoped to offer their long lost son a home where he could feel welcome and wanted.
Albus had talked in depth with the Weasley's; Jiro Yamada-san had been one of his oldest friends. When he discovered that the elder sage had Harry, he left him in Yamada-san's care. He was a bit disappointed to find out that Harry was as Yamada-san described, a dark and introverted, yet kind and chivalrous warrior. It was his hope that he could help Harry embrace his humanity and that the young sorcerer could find friends and a place to belong.
At that very moment a soft pop sounded off and a tall young man garbed entirely in black appeared, his face hidden slightly in the shadow if his hat. God-like power could be felt swirling within the young warrior as he walked silently towards the group, his footsteps never making a single sound.
Albus got up and bowed to Harry in greeting.
"Ah, young Harry, your sensei Yamada-san told me much about you." He said kindly.
Harry returned the bow in a guarded manner.
"It is good to finally meet you Albus Dumbledore, my master often spoke of you." Harry stated in a soft and eerie voice.
Albus frowned slightly.
"Then…you would know of the prophecy?" He asked.
"Yes…but I believe Voldemort will find me…most difficult to kill." Harry said, his emerald dragon-like eyes glowing from the shadows of his hats brim.
"Send a monster to kill a monster…karma sucks huh?" Harry smirked, his fangs pointing out slightly.
"Indeed…" Albus replied, he could see there would be much work to be done so that Harry could reclaim his humanity. "But you are far from being a monster, my boy."
"I am no human either, not completely. However I will try to fit in among the human children that attend this school. Perhaps in time I will grow to understand your kind." Harry stated, he knew plenty about humans but he was curious to see what they would try to teach him…it would prove most entertaining.
"I wish you luck then…to further help the matter this family, The Weasley's have offered to take you in for as long as you need, they were good friends with your parents." Albus said with a small smile.
Harry removed his large hat; his piercing emerald eyes gazed upon the two redheads before him. He could sense a deep kindness and concern for him from them…he could tell that unlike most, they would never judge him because of what he was, for that his eyes softened ever so slightly. Perhaps this would be a good chance to get to know more about his lost parents too.
"I am honored that you would take me in, I thank you." Harry said and bowed in respect.
Arthur got up and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Nonsense my boy, your parents were like family to us, that makes you a part of the family as well. I hope you enjoy staying with us." He said in his kindly fatherly tone.
Harry let a ghost of a smile cross his lips, these were some strange humans but that was a part of their charm. He had a feeling that he would grow to enjoy living with them. Perhaps in time they would give him a reason to embrace his humanity.
Molly stood up as well and pulled him into a hug that would crush a normal human. Confused Harry patted her on the back and wondered why she was hugging him, such contact had been denied to him since childhood.
"I've got a room all set up for you Harry dear, I'm sure you'll like living with us!" Molly gushed. "I hope you and my son Ronald will grow to be great friends."
Harry just nodded not sure what to say, this was an entirely new situation for him…humans usually feared him.
"Splendid…now shall you go settle in?" Albus asked. "You've a week before the start of term and I shall see you then, but be sure to contact me if anything is needed."
Harry nodded again and was escorted out of the great hall by the elder Weasley's as they talked happily of all the things he could do at their home and of what they had planned for the holidays.
Albus smiled to himself. Harry was indeed a diamond in the rough but given enough time his true brilliance would shine through. He could tell that at the young mans core he was a very kind soul that had just had a very rough and isolated life…this would be a good experience for him.
The burrow was a three story cross between a manor house and a old muggle plantation home with a large porch and stone columns. The outside was brick and the roof was covered in black shingles. The pillars were painted a brilliant white color and the windows to the home were quite large. It was on a large portion of property that was far enough from Muggle's that magic wouldn't be seen…or his personal training. He was surprised to see three cars parked near the house. One was a Candy Apple Red Cadillac Deville, the other was a newer model BMW Z4 convertible and the last was an Aston-Martin DB9.
"The BMW and the Aston-Martin belong to some guests that are living with us for the time being. They have a daughter who is a friend of Ronald's, they were attacked by DeathEaters recently and lost their home." Arthur explained.
"DeathEaters…Voldemort's minions I presume?" Harry asked.
"Indeed…a right foul bunch too." Arthur stated.
"You will meet the Granger's and our children when you get inside dear." Molly said with a smile. "They are Muggle Dentists and their daughter gets a bit of problems because she is Muggle-Born but she is a very nice girl, she's been our little Ginny's best friend for years now."
"I assume everyone here is aware of what I am?" Harry asked emotionlessly, he never hid what he was and he wasn't about to start.
"Yes it was explained what you are but you will find that the people in this home choose to look past what a person is and seek out who they are. That is all that matters in the end." Arthur said with a fatherly smile.
Before Harry could speak again they were inside the large home. It was as pleasant on the inside as it was outside and seemed to radiate a feeling of welcoming, warmth and acceptance. Deciding that it was a bit warm, Harry removed his hat and cloak and hung them up where Molly told him he could. This left him dressed in only his tight fitting black Tunic vest, his black pants, boots and fingerless gloves. His long unruly hair was still back in its ponytail but now his muscular frame was no longer hidden beneath the long cloak he wore. As a result the runic Celtic tattoos on his arms were clearly visible as were his two swords, Griever and Ragnarok, two legendary and extremely powerful swords said to be able to slay the souls of both god and demon alike. It was also noticed that Harry kept several daggers and two belt pouches on his person.
The first sight to greet the young Hybrid Sorcerer was of a small group of people, five to be exact. A young red haired male with a light muscular build, blue eyes and an easy going grin. A young red haired woman with an attractive build, soft chocolate brown eyes and a splash of freckles. Next to her was another attractive girl with brown curly, slightly bushy hair and soft hazel eyes. Behind her was another woman that looked like her slightly older sister and a man with sandy blonde hair and tan eyes.
Molly stepped forward to start things off. "Everyone, I would like to introduce Harry Potter, he's the guest I spoke of a couple of days ago."
"Lo Harry, my name is Ron! Nice to meet ya mate." The red haired boy said happily.
"Nice to meet you Harry, I'm Ginny Weasley." The red haired girl said a bit shyly.
"I'm Hermione Granger, it's a pleasure to meet you." The brown haired girl said with a small smile.
"Hello dear, I am Jane Granger and next to me is my husband Mark. I hope you enjoy your stay here." The other woman said with a motherly smile, her husband just nodded and matched her smile.
"These human's are quite strange…they know what I am and yet they don't seem to care in the slightest. Very unique in these times, what with all the evils running about. Perhaps this will not be so bad after all…perhaps I might even learn how to be friends with these odd ones." Harry thought.
Harry bowed in respect to them as a force of habit from his upbringing.
"It is an honor to meet you all, as Mrs. Weasley said, I am Harry Potter. I thank you for the kind welcome." Harry said in his usual soft eerie tones.
Ron just grinned and clapped Harry on the back. "C'mon mate, I'll show you to your room! You're gonna love being here, we got loads to do!" Ron said happily as he led a slightly confused if not bemused Harry Potter off.
"Bloody hell was he a looker!" Ginny exclaimed once Harry was out of ear shot.
Hermione flushed slightly but chose to remain quiet about her opinions; Jane sniggered at her daughter trying to hide her obvious attraction. Mark just chuckled and walked off with Arthur to talk about whatever.
"Ginerva Weasley!" Molly scolded half-heartedly, she had to admit herself…he was handsome. "Now don't you go around teasing Harry, he's hear to learn and understand his emotions better and help us with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."
"Gee Mum, you sure know how to kill a girls fun." Ginny pouted. "C'mon Hermione, let's go into the living room and wait for the boys to pop back down."
"Okay." Hermione said and grabbed a book to read as well before following her best friend into the living room.
Jane frowned. "That boy sure didn't seem like what one would expect from a feared mixture of dark creature." She said.
Molly sighed. "No, and according to Albus he has lived a very isolated life. But despite what he is, he seems to have a pathological need to protect others…even when they hate and fear him because of his…curse."
"Well…we will just have to fix that now won't we?" Jane smiled.
"That we will Jane, that we will." Molly echoed.
Disclaimer : We do not own Harry Potter
Authors : DragonMaster & Doug4422 aka Epic Quest INC