Hey my writers block is finally gone and I now know how to upload my stories for a while I've had ideas about Danny and magic and the I thought why not do a HP cross over story I hope you all like it if it's crappy just let me know so I can fix it. I fear no critizism but if anybodu decides to copy I'll kick their ass.
Magic's Blood
Chapter 1
In a small village called Little Hangleton out in the country on top of a lonely hill stood a once grand manor. It has been bought and sold many times but no one ever lived there for it had a presence of something evil and foul surrounding it that the residents of the village say it was haunted by evil spirits. Where the grounds were once well kept and made anybody passing by envious with it's brilliant structure and fine taste in architect now stood a garden completely taken over by weeds, rocks thrown at the windows, the paint on the walls were peeling and had lost their color years ago to be replaced by a dreary grey.
A family once lived there, a mother, a father and a son though they weren't well liked. But it was fifty years ago that they were found dead in their sitting by a servant that rumors started to serculate. For many years people had thought that the gardener had done it but the police could find no evidence against him for the Riddles were murdered but no sign of it was shown. Then one horrid night he was killed the same ways as the family so many years ago.
Every one started to ask the same question.
Who killed him?
"Well it looks like it's the anniversery," sighed the bar keeper as he wiped down the counter. There were only a few customers tonight.
"Eh, what anniversery?" asked a man in a coat and fisherman boats as he sipped his drink.
"You don't remember what today is?"
The man simply shook his head "What's so special today other than the fact that I got double duty tonight."
"Today is..." the bar tender leaned closer "today is the day that old Frank Bryce died."
That's right, thought the fisherman, today is the day ole Frank has found dead.
"That's right," said a voice from behind "the one year anniversery."
"What do you want Dot, shouldn't you be in the kitchen getting tomorrow's food ready?" asked the bar tender.
"Relax Joe," she waved off the question with her hand "it's all set any way as soon as your down blatherng I go home, me mum has a bout of flu."
"Right but you remember what the police said after they found the body?"
"Who could forget," the woman named Dot hung her apron and continued as she sat by the fisherman and bar tender "said that they couldn't find any way he could have died so suddenly no bleeding or heart problems just that his face was in a frightened way. Eyes wide open just like the Riddles."
They sat in silence for a few minutes before the fisherman got up. "Well best be off thanks for the scotch."
After he left only the cook and bar tender were left. "Better close up," sighed the cook.
"Hang on Dot I'll do it you just go on home to your mum," he insisted.
"Thanks Joe," with a last good bye she left. Unfortunetly she had to pass by the old Riddle house in order to go home. As she hurried past she thought she had seen a flash of green light and a shadow by the window. Bloody kids don't know enough for their own good, she thoughtand continued on her way. Not knowing that inside that very house were two people and a large snake.
Both were dressed in black robes, one of them had a face that slightly resembled a rat and the other one looked like a skeleton with burning red eyes like a snake and instead of nostrils he had slits just like a snake's. They stood in front of the old fireplace that held a green fire casting the room in a creepy light. One of them pulled out a wand and started saying a few words aperio ortus potentia. Two streams of light emerged one blue and another red in a spiral and dived into the fire turning it a dazzaling violet before settling into black.
"Wormtail," said the one closest to the fire "hand me the vile." He extended a bony hand toward the other man who was shifting around nervously.
"Y-Y-Yes m-my lord," Wormtail stutterd he pulled out a small bottle that held a liquid that semm to be alive as it swirled around on its own. With a trembling hand he handed it over over to the man known as the dark wizard Lord Voldemort. Voldemort snatched it from Wormtail and opened it being careful to only let three tiny drops escape into the black fire. The flames roared rising to the hieght of ten feet.
Voldemort took his wand and repeated the spell "aperio ortus potentia". The blaze started to shift into a vortex then forming into the shape of a human body before completely instantly dying out leaving behind only embers.
"It didn't work," said Wormtail looking dissapointed. His master merely laughed an icy laugh like what his loyal servant had said was so stupid that it was funny.
"Oh quite the oppisite,"
"W-What I don't understand master,"
"Hm like I could expect your feeble little mind to grasp what has just been shown to us,"
"B-B-But the spell it-," he stopped when his lord raised his hand to silence him.
"The point was to find out if the power I need existed at all, and that was what we just saw," apprently his follower still had difficulty comprehanding what he had just said. "You see I didn't expect the spell to find the location but merely to reveal to me if was actually out there, and now I know. There is a person out there who holds such power I just have to find them and convince them to do my bidding."
At last he understood "I see but how will you find them, if they has that much power surely it would be locked within them unless in desperate situations."
Voldemort merely smiled "This is true but I have a little spell of my own creation that can unlock it even if I do not know who or where they are I can at least start to track them down and have them observed to see how they reacts."
"Bu-"
"Silence Wormtail! This being is crutual to my plan, thanks to our dear friend Mr. Potter something went wrong at the ceremony and my body isn't complete. True I can now hold a body but it's too weak to with stand too much magic. If this person has the power within him than it can heal me and give me an even stronger body."
Finally he understood what his master wanted but something was still nagging at the back of his head.
"What will happen to the human when your done?"
"They'll die most likely, but..." Voldemort said thoughtfully "if they does survive I'd like to get to know them a little better. Wormtail tomorrow is a full moon correct?"
"Y-Y-Yes my lord bu-"
"The spell that I'm going to have you preform will allow for small enough sample to escape so I can track down their location."
"Should I gather up the Death Eaters t-"
"No only send one or two we can't raise any suspisions on my actions or Dumbledore will immediatly take action."
"And if he traces the boy first?"
The Dark Lord grinned with a gleam in his cold, red eyes "Then it'll just make things a bit more intresting won't it."
Somewhere deep in the back country of Scotland stood a large castle known as Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and pacing up and down an office filled with many strange silver instruments was Professor McGonagall her face had a worried expression ever since the return of the Dark Lord her nerves have been acting up at even the slightest movement. Beside her stood the werewolf Remus Lupin looking as tired as ever since the next night would be a full moon. And standing by the door was a man with black oily hair and a face that seemed to be glued into a frown Professor Snape.
"When will Dumbledore be back?" growled Snape.
"Patience, Dumbledore will be back soon after he's collected the report from Moody," replied the tired werewolf. Lately to him it's as if eveyone expected a Death Eater to appear out of no where and attack. Clear signs of insomnia could be seen on all of their faces.
They all waited in silence for a few more minutes before the door opened in stepped a tall man with a long white beard, blue twinkling eyes, a purple robe and half moon framed glasses. They all rushed to him and showered him with questions.
"What happened?"
"What is it that Moody reported?"
"Does it have something to do with the Dark Lord?"
"Is Harry all right?"
"Has anyone seen any of his followers?"
"Is ther-"
Everyone quited when Dumbldore raised his hand and walked over to his desk and took a seat. He grestured for everyone else to do the same. When everyone was seated comfortably he spoke.
"Now I assume you all have some questions about the errand I had to run, correct. Well to start everything went well Harry is safe and sound, no signof the Death Eaters yet, and yes the matter I am about to discuss with you all does indeed have to do with the Lord Voldemort." He didn't miss the slight flinch from the professors hearing the name spoken out loud.
"So what is it that Moody wanted?" McGonagall asked.
Dumbledore only smiled as usual and let out a tired sigh "He wanted to tell me about something that Professor Trelawney," Professor McGonagall frowned at the mention of that woman's name for it was not unknown that they disliked each other and didn't agree on a lot of things. Where McGonagall was more strict and fair Professor Trelawney wasa fortune teller and always acted misty and sometimes down right annoying in her opinion.
Ignoring her Dumbledore continued "It has appeared that she has had another one of her dazes and according to Moony who was with her at the time Voldemort is going to go after an enormous source of untapped power in order to regain his full power maybe even more."
All three teachers were in a state of disbelief until they remembered that it was Trelawney who priddicted the prophecy of Harry Potter. As they all pondered this the Headmaster simply took a moment to let them all soak it in before announcing his plan.
"If there is such a source we must find it where ever it may be."
"But Professor Dumbledore surely such power would have been detected by now," said Snape.
"Ahh this is true Serverus but sometimes the magic remains dormant unless in times of danger when it leaks when it is not being used it can't be detected at all even wih our most advance spells."
"So we just wait until the magic is used?" stated Lupis.
"That could be who knows when!" snapped Snape growing impatient.
"On the contriar I've heard a rumor from some of the ghosts and I've wanted to investigate it for some time who knows we may get some answers,"
"Surely this is no time for that Dumbledore," exclaimed McGonagall in utter disbelief that the Albus Dumbledore was thinking of doing some kind of hobby at a time like this.
"My dear Minerva sometimes answers to the most complicated problems come when you least expect them and this is no mere goose chase it may actually be benificial."
All three stared at the headmaster confused but not questioning him any further for they knew that he had to have a good reason. True Dumbledore was known to have some ideas that seemed a bit... odd to say the least and some thought him to be mad but still he was a genius.
"Now then Professor Snape will accompany me while you two will remain here to make sure everything is ready for the new school year,"
"Why is it that I have to go," said Snape not even bothering to hide his annoyance.
He merely chuckled "Well Remus obiously can't go for he is due tommorow and McGonagall is the second in comand here so it makes sense for her to be in charge of things while I'm gone and all the others are busy and since you seem to be done with your duties I think it be good for you to come with me."
Snape looked like he wanted to argue but chose to hold his back his rebutle. Instead he merely asked "Where are we going then?" he shifted uncomfortably when he saw the twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes and instantly knew that this would be a very intresting trip that had a high chance of it being something he wouldn't like not in the least.
At the same time thousands of miles away a teenage boy around fifteen with black hair and saphire blue eyes was getting ready for bed after six straight hours of ghost hunting. Still at the back of his head a nagging feeling had him on his toes even though all ghost were captured and accounted for he couldn't shake off the feeling that something big was going to happen soon. Climbing into bed as soon as his head came in contact with his pillow he fell asleep dead to the rest of the world.
So what do you think I'll update as soon as I can in the mean time I'll be working on even more stories and going through the process of elimination to see which was seem like good ideas and which ones sound like crap. See you then and if there is anybody out there with better spelling and grammer please tell me because those two are for sure not my strongest points.