I do not own Harry Potter or Devil May Cry and I make no money from this…

This is a Nero/Harry fic. I made Modern Chemistry last week and I decided I didn't really like it as much as I thought I would and it would only be a chore to produce. This fic will probably be a little darker than I'm used to writing but I hope everyone enjoys it.

Obsession - Innerpartysystem

Nero repeatedly cursed Dante his beloved 'Uncle'* in his head as he rode his motorcycle down the London streets. Not only had it been decided without his consent that he would protect some kid, but it had also started raining about ten minutes into his two hour long drive.

He was actually kind of glad that it had begun to rain because it clouded the vision of onlookers enough that he no longer had to hid his devil-bringer. Revving the engine a little more than necessary he watched as several people turned their heads in his direction.

Nero noticed that the scenery was changing from a bustling city to a suburban area where all of the houses looked the same. He slowed knowing that his destination was nearing and had to repress a snort.

Nero, who had defeated some of the most feared demons in the world, was going to be forced to baby-sit a sixteen-year-old wizard. Sure he knew magic existed, but he also was a bit skeptical at its abilities and such.

"Number 1, nope, Number 3, nuh uh, Number 4…" Nero shook his head, as he looked for home his new assignment.

Almost all of the houses were exactly the same down to the last details, but Number 4 seemed nicer. The lawn was neatly trimmed, the rose bushes were manicured and lively, and no unsightly weeds, or hint of dirt could be found.

Parking his bike behind some bushes on the corner, Nero activated the runes that Trish had inscribed to prevent others from noticing it, or stealing it. The rain had stopped about five minutes away from his destination so the hunter was only a bit wet.

"Here goes nothing…" Nero said shaking his head to dislodge some stubborn water that clung to the locks and putting his sling back into position.

Walking up the drive Nero felt the wards that were meant to protect the youth from danger pass over him. He had been keyed into the system by an old man with a white bearded and half moon spectacles. Something about the wizard put Nero on edge and he watched the man very closely.

DING DONG!

The bell sound seemed to echo across the expanse of the cul-de-sac and the half-demon tensed out of reflex. Listening closely Nero could here the dull noise of a TV and loud voice yelling for 'boy' to get the door.

Hearing the locks tumbling Nero was speechless as the door opened to show his newest obsession. A small lithe boy, who seemed to have missed a few meals, with raven hair stood before him. A pair of rickety frames adorned the pale smooth face. Vibrant green eyes looked at him and seemed to assess the level of danger he presented.

"Hello, can I help you?" came a smooth voice that seemed too tired for its vessel reached the devil's keen hearing.

"Yes, I've been sent here by the headmaster to uh…. protect you…." Nero said lamely caught of guard be the beauty that captivated his senses.

The teen regarded him coolly; a completely different attitude seemed to wash over the boy.

"Tell the headmaster I have no need for his pity, or protection and that I can manage as I have for the past fifteen years of my life." Harry said before slamming the door, or attempting to…

The twenty-two year old had managed to put his steel-toed boot in the doorway anticipating this sort of reaction out of reflex. Glaring at him the teen shot him a look that would have probably killed him if he didn't find it so sexy.

A small sigh told him that the boy had resigned himself to the situation and he stepped into the house as the door opened wider.

"BOY! WHO WAS IT AT THE DOOR!" A man bellowed making the teen wince at the tone.

"It was nobody important, just someone from school…" Harry lied.

"I TOLD YOU NOT TO BRING ANY OF YOU'RE FREAKISH LOT TO MY HOME!" the man roared and the sound of stomping, not unlike an elephant, filled the room.

The man headed strait for the teen not even noticing Nero and swung a meaty fist toward the boy's face only to find it intercepted by a pale hand.

"I would refrain from an behavior that would make me break your hand in response to any untoward actions to my charge…" Nero hissed tightening his grip painfully for the walrus shaped man's benefit.

Nodding mutely at the newcomer Vernon pulled his now throbbing hand from the intense grip and left the room calling for 'Tuny' to come help him.

Nero relaxed and turned to face the youth only to find tears leaking from eyes that were closed so tightly it looked painful. Before Nero could say anything Harry bolted from the room and up the flight of stairs that led to the second floor…

NHNHNHNHNHNH

Harry gasped as choking sobs ripped their way out of his chest. He knew that as soon as his summer had started that it would be a bad one. Sirius had come to visit in order to make sure the Dursleys would treat him right, but after the first week they knew he wouldn't be coming back.

Angry at the idle threats Vernon proceded to beat the 'freakishness' out of him. Harry could still feel the sting of the belt and rubbed his bruised ribs out of reflex.

When he opened the door the last think he expected to find was a pale man with white hair. The guy looked like a freaking male model except for the sling and strange clothing. The dark blue coat over a red vest worked, but still stood out too much to be normal.

Harry could recall the cold rage he felt upon hearing that this man was his new "protector". Dumblefuck just couldn't leave him alone! All his life he was controlled by a senile old coot that left him to be abused and used at his discretion. Harry decided it was time for him to decide for himself…

He had to admit it was nice to not feel that fist meet his face, but the shame that he couldn't protect himself from a muggle was too much. Harry Bloody Potter, defeater of the Dark Lord was the whipping boy of a fat waste of space, and couldn't do a thing about it…

So anyways this is the new fic that is gonna replace Modern Chemistry… I hope more people like it and I feel that it was better written than the first one. This fic is gonna be a bit more political and Harry is gonna be more Slytherin than in the books.

Much Luv,

Raziel Cullen

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