Harry Potter and the Scion of the Dragon

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, Hellsing, or any other recognizable material in this story.

AN: I based Harry's powers as a vampire after Alucard in Hellsing hope you enjoy it.

Legend:

"Talking"

"Thinking"

"Parseltoungue"

Chapter 3 – The Return

Harry sat in the entry hall of Castle Dracul, a glass of blood in one hand and a pair of rose-tinted glasses in the other. After his turning his hair had grown to his waist and he now wore it in an elegant ponytail leaving his bangs framing his face. His now ruby colored eyes stared unseeing as he sat upon a conjured obsidian throne. He wore a black tailored suit with a red vest and tie that matched the color of his eyes.

He sighed as he mourned his most recent loss, a loss caused by his own two hands.

When he awoke from his turning Vlad quickly took him to Gringott's where he underwent both an ability and inheritance test. The results shocked all that witnessed the test.

They found that Harry was descended from no less than seven separate families. Two from each of his parents, one from both, and one from Vlad. From his mother his line could be traced to Morgana Le Fey, Rowena Ravenclaw, Cadmus and Antioch Peverell. Through his father he inherited the potter and black estates and was descended from Ignotus Peverell. And of course he became Prince Dracul through Vlad.

When he took the ability test they were no less shocked. It was discovered that Harry was gifted in transfiguration, charms and potions which would grant him a better understanding of the subjects now that they were unblocked. He also had an affinity to alchemy which gave him an almost instinctual knowledge of it not seen since Nicholas Flamel revealed the ability almost 700 years earlier.

Harry also had the blood and shadow mage ability that Vlad explained made him about as close to immortal someone could become. He further explained that the blood mage ability enabled him to regenerate any injury in seconds while the shadow made ability enabled him to absorb the souls of his prey and sacrifice them if he suffered a death blow. This ability harry shared with his adoptive father.

His final ability startled Vlad and Bloodclaw into silence and only spoke when Harry asked what it was. It was the Black Mage ability that hadn't been seen since Morgana Le Fey herself. They went on to explain that it meant that harry had a powerful alignment toward the Dark and Black Arts.

After the tests Harry and the elder Nosferatu returned to Castle Dracul where Vlad asked several of his friends to train harry in the use of his abilities.

Due to some special wards developed by Vlad's mate that compressed time into three years per week they were active. So during the six weeks he was gone from Britain he spent eighteen years training with his new friends.

Harry's adopted father taught him about being a vampire and the different classes of vampire kind as well as the many abilities that came with his new status as a Prince of the Night, The title Nosferatu were given among vampires.

The friends that Vlad asked to come teach were none other than Nicholas and Perenelle Flamel. From Nick he learned both Alchemy and Potions while from Elle he learned History Charms and Transfiguration. Marie and Katherine taught him all they knew of the dark and black arts while he learned the rest from books he retrieved from the Le Fey and Black Family Vaults. Before leaving Gringott's he and Vlad had retrieved all manner of journals and books from each of his vaults except from the Peverell family vault which would require him to gather all the Deathly Hallows.

By the end of his training he had exceeded NEWT level in charms and transfiguration while earning a mastery in both Alchemy and Potions. He also mastered his black mage ability along with his vampiric abilities.

A year into his training Hedwig had appeared at Castle Dracul leading to the discovery that she was bound in a form not her own. When Marie and Perenelle removed the bindings on her form Hedwig was revealed to actually be a female Storm Phoenix who, finally free, sang a beautiful song before landing on Harry's shoulder rubbing her head on his own.

It was after this revelation that Harry realized that he needed a new wand if he was going to return to Hogwarts. Though already he had become almost a master of wandless(gesture) magic.

With That revelation he buried himself in the journals and papers he retrieved from Ignotus Peverell's personal vault. Unfortunately, he ran into a major obstacle. When he was turned he received a drastic increase of his, Already massive, magical core and the channels within his body widened exponentially allowing him to use wandless magic with relative ease. The problem with this was that no single or double core wooden wand would be able to channel his magic without being destroyed.

He eventually found a solution in the journal of Ignotus's younger sister, Liralae. Her journal was primarily a collection of various theories about magical foci and how they could be improved for use by Those above the Grand Sorcerer level.

From the journal he learned a more in depth comparison of magical levels. The lowest level was that of the average witch or wizard and they possessed the ability to use magics up to and including NEWT level. The next concerned those considered Sorcerers and Sorceresses these magical beings were those who had the ability to master a single subject while maintaining NEWT level in other subjects. The Grand Sorcerer/Sorceress level included those who were able to Master multiple subjects and use minor magic without the use of a wand. The final levels were that of Magus and Arch Magus, Magus level was made up of those that could master any magical subject without the use of a focus. An Arch Magus was reserved solely for those who possessed magic capable of destroying a continent with only a small amount of effort, the likes of Merlin and Morgana belonged to this level. It also compared the levels to those before it, each level was twice as powerful as the level before it.

Nicholas, who had already known this, told Harry that he was easily Magus level and, using the journal, That the best focus for him would be either a cane or a sword. Taking it one step Further Harry decided he wanted a cane sword, and so contacted the goblins for help in it's forging.

(Flashback)

Harry waited in the entrance hall for Goldclaw, Master smith of the Goblin Nation.

When The heavily muscled goblin portkeyed into the castle they immediately retired to the smithy.

"This is the castle smithy, Master Goldclaw, will it suit your needs?"

The aged goblin carefully examined the equipment with an experienced eye.

"It will do, Have you gathered the materials I require."

Harry nodded.

"Yes, I sequestered three kilos each of both Mithril and black diamond, along with the creature components, two Storm Phoenix Tail feathers, one basilisk fang, and three eyes of an Egyptian shadow jackal. I've also carved a shaft of elder for the cane."

Goldclaw grinned.

"Excellent, Bring the Diamond and Mithril to the Smelter."

Together the pair carefully melted the Mithril and removed it's impurities, before Harry carefully added the diamonds one stone at a time while Goldclaw chanted in gobbledegook, adding the goblin enchantments as the two materials blended together. After that was done they fused the Creature materials to the mix being careful to blend them perfectly. Finally after adding the last component Harry added three pints of his blood, which had previously been fused with basilisk venom, binding the blade to him.

As Goldclaw shaped the elegant rapier like blade, Harry began to finish his work on the cane shaft by adding a cap, ferrule, and collar, made from the extra metal. As well as weaving enchantments from the little Peverell Magic he knew from the journals.

By the time he was finished Goldclaw was preparing to temper the blade in a mixture of Basilisk venom and Thestral blood turned into an oil using alchemy. Harry had used the same oil to soak and polish the elder wood shaft.

Overall the process of creating the sword cane took a little over a week to temper the blade. The finished project was something that made both Goldclaw and Harry proud.

The handle of the cane was in the shape of a nude lithe woman with a serpent coiled around her leg and up to her shoulder, covering her modesty. The metal of the figure had taken different colors on its different parts, the hair was a red matching that of his blood, the eyes has produced a silver iris with green pupils, and her skin had gained an almost alabaster sheen and silver fingernails positioned over the serpents body and head. The serpent was the color of the black diamonds and its tail locked into the collar of the cane. The collar, ferrule, and cap remained the Iridescent silver of the original Mithril and the black elder wood had become red tinted due to the oil it had soaked in. The blade, when drawn, was black with multiple veins of red green and purple moving across it. Overall the cane was a meter in length and the blade was 80 cm. long.

After sharpening and honing the blade, Goldclaw explained that the blade could be used to redirect any spell, including the unforgivables.

After a presentation of this where Harry deflected a dark cutting curse, Goldclaw left to the many thanks and praise for his skills.

(End Flashback)

After his cane was created his progress tripled allowing him to reach such a high level in his subjects. After his training was over Nick and Elle left was when it happened, his new loss.

(Flashback)

It was the last day of his training and Nick had just signed off on his Master for Potions, for a groundbreaking potion he called the culling potion it is a one use potion that would permanently force a werewolf to accept their inner wolf thus allowing them control over there transformations, as well as his Mastery in Alchemy, for the creation of the Bloodstone a stone that when formed into a bottle would produce blood of the type used in its creation and would feed a vampire as if it was strait from a victims body.

Nickolas was so impressed with his work he shared the secret of creating the Philosopher's Stone. Perenelle was also proud as she watched the two master alchemists exchange secrets as she had enjoyed teaching such a bright and eager student. Katherine and Marie had retired to their room as Vlad had appraised them of what would happen when Harry finished his training.

Vlad placed his hands on Harry's shoulders, after Nick and his wife had left, a proud smile on his face.

"Harry, my son, the last few years have been both the best and worst of my life. The best because I found the boy I now call son and watched him grow into a man I am proud of, but the worst because every moment I could feel the loss of my mate and the regret that she couldn't watch by my side. Her death causes me unimaginable pain and I have only two things that I must give you. My first is advice, when you find your mate never let her go."

At Harry's nod and concerned look he continued.

"My last gift... And though it pains me to ask this... my last gift is all the souls that I possess."

Harry moved to interject.

"No my son, It's my time, I've lived for millennia but I am asking you now to allow me to join my beloved in the afterlife, Please do this for us both."

Harry nodded, tears of blood running from his eyes as he embraced the man he had come to see as his father, one last time, whispering their love as son and father into the others ear. Harry quickly plunged his fangs into Vladimir's neck absorbing both his blood and the souls he possessed.

(End Flashback)

August 3rd

Harry was awakened from his reminiscing by Hedwig's sorrowful song from her perch on his throne. As Katherine and Marie walked down the stairs with tears in their eyes and he smiled at them though it didn't reach his eyes.

"Thank you for staying with me, both of you, I truly don't know how I can repay you..."

He was cut off as the elven twins both hugged him tightly.

"Master Harry, you don't need to thank us."

"Though, if you want to I can certainly think of something."

Marie's sultry voice caused her sister to blush as she nodded along and Harry's smile reached his eyes.

"If I do that would you stop calling me master?"

They glanced at each other before answering in unison as they hugged him tightly.

"NEVER!"

The trio collapsed to the ground giggling and chuckling as Hedwig trilled a mirthful song, vanquishing their sorrow for a time.

After several minutes Harry pulled the twins to their feet and hugged them tightly. Beckoning for Hedwig to take them to their new home.

Castle Le Fey is a magnificent building made entirely from black diamond. The castle itself was made of five separate towers, each connected to each other by numerous hallways and rooms, Arranged in a diamond formation aligned to the points of a compass. Each of the four corner towers was six stories tall with the halls up to the fifth story with a walkway on the top of them. The central tower stood at seven stories and housed the Le Fey family for many generations as the private apartments, the Head of the family's room at the very top. The Northern tower overlooked a cliff and the sea, and housed the Le Fey family library. The eastern and western towers were set up as apartments for visitors and guests, while the Southern tower held the slave/servant quarters. The four buildings that connected the corner towers to the center were an Entrance Hall/Throne room, Ball room, Formal Dining room, and war room. Between these rooms were four courtyards each filled with beautiful flowers and trees.

Beneath the castle was a series of three sub-levels. The first was an underground bunker that would normally house the Family's Guards and armory. Beneath that was the dungeons, a series of 4x4x6 cells whose only entrance was a single steel door, and a few Torture chambers intermixed. The final level was a large cavern with an exact copy of Stonehenge in the center made of black diamond with the alter in the center made of ruby, surrounding the henge was a large forest of Sakura trees that bloomed with black flowers given light by a single massive diamond that gathered and focused solar energy. This level was only accessible through the central tower.

Harry, Marie, and Katherine appeared on the island surrounding the castle itself and quickly walked to its magnificent mithril doors, which led to the entrance hall.

Upon entering Harry turned to the twins.

"Stay close we can look after I've taken control of the wards."

Together they all hurried to the central tower and down into the third sub-level. There they didn't speak as the sheer beauty of the cavern stunned them, before continuing to the ruby alter where harry placed three drops of blood and felt the weight of the wards as he assimilated the last thousand years of happenings to the castle before adding Marie and Katherine to the wards list allowing them full access to the castle. Afterwords they began exploring the castle until nightfall where they retired to the head's apartments.

August 6th

Harry walked through Hogwarts toward the Headmaster's office, his cane's contact with the stone floors echoing through the silent halls.

The day before, harry had received a reply to his request for a meeting and was now dressed for any eventuality. He wore a long sweeping black trench coat over a red button up shirt and black dragon hide pants and boots with Mithril grieves over his shins as well as a single bracer of the same metal on his left arm.

When he reached the gargoyle and spoke the password he was given, he was unsurprised when the gargoyle didn't move. He recognized a power play when he saw one.

"Well, if that's the way he wants it."

Harry stepped up to the gargoyle and placed the head of his cane on it's nose.

"As the Head of the Ravenclaw family I command you to let me pass."

It immediately leaped aside allowing harry to ascend the staircase to Dumbledore's office. He entered without prompt, and was met with Dumbledore's surprised face and Snape's holier-than-thou glare. Harry merely smiled in a serene smile.

"Hello Headmaster, I wasn't aware that you had invited your pet Death Eater to our meeting."

The old wizard took on a condescending look as Snape shook with barely concealed rage.

"Now Harry, Professor Snape has my utmost confidence and trust."

Harry just scoffed.

"You say that as if your opinion has any barring on what I believe."

Snape chose that moment to erupt.

"Listen brat, you cant talk to the Headmaster like that, your just a spoiled and pompous brat."

"Severous, please, let me handle this."

The potions master nodded begrudgingly, as he turned to Harry.

"Where have you been my boy? We've all been sick with worry since you left your relative's house."

Harry shook his head.

"I came to speak with you Headmaster, not you greasy pet, hence the request for a Private meeting. If he doesn't leave I will."

Upon noticing that he wasn't going Harry stood and moved to leave not noticing as Snape drew his wand.

"That's it I'll take what we want. Legilimens."

The mind reading spell left the Death Eater's wand just as Harry turned and met his eyes, suddenly, Snape fell to the ground clutching his head and writhing in agony. Harry glared vehemently as Dumbledore moved to stand.

"Pathetic, He's lucky he only encountered my initial defenses. Do you encourage his actions Headmaster, I'd hope not as I will be pressing charges for mind rap and attempted mind rape."

Dumbledore attempted to stop him.

"I'm afraid I can not let you do that Harry. Would you tell me where you learned Occlumency?"

Harry smirked.

"I didn't but I did have a few blocks removed, Dumbledore."

Said wizard shivered at the venom placed on his name. His distraction as he realized his plan was in jeopardy, enabled Harry to toss Snape's unconscious body down the stair well and return to his seat.

Before he sat Harry transfigured the chair into an obsidian throne, as an intimidation tactic. From what he could tell it worked, as Dumbledore turned pale.

"Now that we are alone we can have our discussion, unless of course you have any objections?"

At the Headmaster's fearful nod, Harry removed his rose tinted glasses revealing his ruby gaze to the world.

"Good, the reason that I wanted to meet with you is to... procure your compliance."

When he finished Dumbledore finally noticed his eyes.

"Merlin Harry! What have you done too yourself?"

Harry chuckled in amusement grinning broadly, revealing his fangs.

"It should be obvious Dumbledore, I am a vampire. Now what you need to know is that I will be returning to Hogwarts in September, there is no need to worry I wont be feeding off the students."

His humor however, was lost on the old headmaster as he grew pale in fear and anger, realizing how many of his plans were utterly ruined.

"I can not let you return, your no better than Voldemort himself now."

For the first time Harry's aura became visible as his anger toward Dumbledore spiked.

"Do not compare me to that disgusting creature. You do not have the right to look down upon others when you yourself are just as horrid."

Harry breathed deeply as he restrained his magic.

"Besides, you don't have a choice as Head of the Ravenclaw Family I possess the ability to claim the Hogwarts wards at any time I feel necessary and I will if you do not shape up into the man you are supposed to be."

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes.

"What makes you believe I'd listen too you."

His answer was Harry's fanged grin.

"One word, Magus."

Dumbledore retreated into his seat, fear in his eyes.

"That's right you know exactly what I mean, Grand Sorcerer. Right now I am more than twice as powerful as you."

Dumbledore nodded his agreement to improve.

"Good, first you need to reactivate all the wards that have been deactivated, and I mean all of them. Second you must tell me everything you know about Tom Marvolo Riddle and any of the plans you've made involving me. Third you will make a magical oath to never manipulate me or those I care about in any way. And finally you will get new competent teachers for potions, Defense against the dark arts and History."

The Headmaster frowned deeply trying to regain control of the situation.

" I cannot do that Harry."

His reply was not well received as Harry's dark violet aura flared to life encompassing the room in a purple glow and causing Dumbledore to shiver as he felt the magical presence press down on his soul.

"The only reason I have left you in control of the castle wards is that you were still usefull. Unfortunately your usefulness is running out."

Fawkes Trilled a worried song causing Harry to reign in his aura, leaving the Headmaster gasping in pain.

"I tire of this, listen all that I am asking is that you tell me information you owe me, and help the wizarding world to move forward and progress past it's current status."

Dumbledore slowly slumped back into his golden chair as the events made his elderly body feel even older.

"I am truly sorry my boy but you cant be around the students now that your no longer..."

He was cut off as Harry dashed forward and threw him against the wall with his hand at his throat.

"What? Human? I thought better of you Dumbledore, all your preaching about your so called Greater Good, and your constant call for second chances. I know of someone else who used that Greater Good as his sword and shield, I believe the two of you were actually real good friends, Isn't that right Albus. Gellert, too, used to preach about this Greater Good, and you only left his side when you killed your little sister as the two of you were dueling. What was her name, oh yes, Ariana."

By this point Dumbledore had frozen up in fear, unable to fight back as harry dropped him too the floor.

"Since you won't cooperate, I'll just have to take what I want."

Harry released his aura into the room and placed his cane to Dumbledore's temple.

"Legilimens."

(End Chapter)

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