Hi all so this is my second story iv had hanging in the back of my mind for a while no idea where it came from but oh well k …this will eventually be slash eventually oh and yeah I don't own Harry potter if I did #1 id be rich#2 it would be full of twistedness and slash #3 I wouldn't be posting on hear. Anyway on with the story enjoy….

AN2/so iv re-written this chapter so hopefully

~Blood Ties~

Harry Potter was 12 years old today, not that it mattered to anyone. it made no difference what so ever really, hell he hadent even receive a single bloody letter from his so called best friends and so he woke up as if it where any old normal day he rubbed his tired eyes and started to dress in his oversized clothes. He could hear someone walking down the stairs. Wonderful he thought his Aunt Petunia was up. He heard a sharp rap at his door followed by a shrill yell at him to get up and a lock being opened. God some times he wished they would all just bloody die and leave him the hell alone. But no that would never happen. No, there would be no blessing for Harry.

And so his day of torturous chores began like usual. He had been instructed to make eggs, hash browns and sausage, all of which he knew he would not be aloud to eat. And so he prepared four egg's , three sausage and a huge mound of hash browns for the walrus-oops he corrected himself mentally his "uncle Vernon" he sniggered in his head as he set it in front of Vernon.

Unfortunately He didn't notice his fat wale lard of a cousin come in and turn up the stove from its low temp, ultimately burning his own eggs. This would be the third time this week he would have interfered with Harry's cooking. The fat wale of a 13 year old boy lumbered to his seat thinking how wonderful it would be to see the freak beaten. You see his father had warned his freakish cousin that if he burned anymore food this week one more time he would be given a thrashing he wouldn't forget for a long time and he would be able to hold the freak down.

He plopped on to his chair watching as Harry poured his father a big mug of coffee. Smoke started pouring from the egg pan, Dudley grinned at what was about to happen. He opened his huge gob and shouted loudly "DADDY! DADDY!, THE FREAK'S BURNING MY FOOD!"

Harry's eyes widened as he ran to the pan turning it off quickly so that a fire wouldn't start. He started shaking slighty, the food was charred black. It was no mistake he was absolutely going to be beaten for shure. Petunia was quickly beside him yelling at the state of the burned eggs. She showed them to Vernon. He braced him self just in time to be hit with the scalding pan across is upper right arm it sizzled as it hit his exposed flesh. A few stray tears and a yelp escaped before the pan was put in the sink and his hands where forced against the burning hot element, burning his once pale flesh which was know turning a harsh red.

Suddenly he was flung away falling and smashing his head on the hard tiled floor, white spots dancing before his eyes. Petunia left the room muttering about how her horrible sister could have run away to the world of freakishness landing them with an incompetent brat before reentering the room handing Vernon a belt with a blood splattered large buckle. Harry knew what was coming Vernon planed to whip him with the belt then force back into his cupboard. Yes that's right his cupboard. On the return home from school he was shoved in head first at the beginning of summer. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth as Vernon started whipping him while Dudley held down his arms as the wale and the house watched on in glee.

Harry could feel the sharp edges of the buckle digging in leaving welts and piercing the skin drawing blood.

Harry was screaming in pain wishing something anything would stop the pain. Vernon smashed the belt against the left side of his face slitting skin and blood trickling to the floor. Vernon stopped and he'd thought maybe he would be let off I mean it was the 67th time he'd hit him with the whip maybe that would be all.

But suddenly he noticed that Dudley was still holding him down as Vernon asked something of his horse faced wife. And so she walked out of his line of vision. Only to reappear a second later with a vary sharp vary large kitchen knife. "No no no no no no" he mumbled. "Oh yes you ungrateful freakish brat" replied the walrus as he lumbered over him and he pressed the blade to his stomach. Harry could only watch and scream as blood started spilling.

On the sixth cut it felt like something in him snapped and all he could see was red. Even though his eyes where closed, he could feel something inside him something trying to brake free it was straining pushing he somehow new it would help him, it would send THEM to hell if only he could find the chain that bound it. His own personal Pandora's Box locked by an evil force. He dove into the core of his vary being. His Soul. He managed to find his magical core and found it as he felt his body sliced open again. Ignoring it he tried to figure out how to get to this power and ultimately to some how destroy the Dursley's 'touch it' whispered a silky feminine voice. 'You hold more power then the old Dumble-de-dip-shit grab it and unleash your magic my wonderful master then destroy them and release me from my prison. After you're done so a Lady shall come. Go With her we must. She will take us to freedom, to safety, with her we must go trust in them we shall.'

Harry knew this voice could be trusted he had no idea how but he knew he just … did. So in the core of his soul he reached out and grabbed it as the chains appeared to go through a time lapse exceedingly fast going from shiny and gold turning tarnished and rusting before cracking and crumbling to pieces reveling a shiny gunmetal colored box ornately carved with the name 'Hadrian Antal Black' on the lid. 'But that's not my name, my name's Harry James Potter.' The voice laughed darkly.

'But master it is your true name. There will be much to discus, don't worry once you open your box wonderful things will happen and wrong doings will be set right you shall see young master you will be returned to the ones who truly love you and will care for you you must trust them Dumbledore is not the old gezzer you take him to be. He is the one that sealed that box' so "Harry" opened the box out from it burst dark shimmering colors of red, blue, green, purple, silver and black in a haze of thick t swirling magic's.

Back to the real world outside his core "Harry" opened his eyes only to see his uncle Vernon yelling about the most stupidest shit ever. He suddenly felt a stab of pain through his upper left arm. Dudley the bloody wale of a stupid boy had plunged the knife through his arm and left it there Harry suddenly felt like laughing as he felt that magical power he unleashed rise. Vernon quickly backed up. He looked to his arm as he wished that the Knife was no longer there and so he wasn't vary surprised as it came out hovering in mid air. He suddenly felt a blow to the head as Petunia slapped him hard trying to stop his freakishness in her house. As most any smart person should know you can't beat magic out of someone. And so this was a vary stupid thing to the his, more particularly one of extreme power no one his age had ever harnessed ,because no one had ever really controlled dark magic as Hadrian had.

Young Hadrian was a vary much pissed of 12 year old he looked up to his aunt and managed to spit a wad of bloodied saliva in her face. He knew he could do anything he wanted and right now he just wanted them to all fucking die. Suddenly the house started to rock on it vary foundation and he could see his magic's swirling around him. A thought had barley formed when his aunt was forced against the kitchen cabinet grasping at the invisible force was it was chocking her. Hadrian merrily giggled while his aunt was gasping for breath he turned to his uncle wishing his cousin to be stabbed till he died. Smiling disturbingly at Vernon as he stood up feeling wet droplets against the back of his arm and a sudden shrill girlish cry torn from his fat cousins thought he turned slightly to see the knife repeatedly stabbing the fat boy's body. Seeing his wife and child dieing he turned to Hadrian yelling at him to stop.

Vernon lunged forward grabbing Hadrian's shoulder. Harry stopped smiling and looked at his uncle's fat hand. A sudden thump was heard he looked back up to the walrus. Well congratulations fat ass your wife is dead. And your sons going to join her in a sec." He Hadrian then lifted up his left index finger to his neck indicting a slashing motion behind him the knife did the same thing only it actually cut Dudley's throat severing the artery spraying blood all over back of himself as his body fell blood pooling around him.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH." Vernon yelled. YOU KILLED MY ONLY FUCKING SON" he gripped Hadrian's shoulder tighter raising his right arm up about to punch Hadrian only to find every bone in that hand shatter before impact happened .

Suddenly deep cuts appeared all over Vernon as he cursed and spluttered in pain as blood sprayed all over the front of Hadrian. Vernon had stumbled back a bit only to be picked up and magically thrown through a wall shuttering even more bones. The ceiling collapsing over him. Hadrian knew he could still possibly be alive but he didn't care he was leaving, then he would burn it all.

Harry grabbed his over large pair of shoes and put them on and went to his cupboard grabbing his trunk wand and owl. The owl started shrilly hooting but he heard the hooting as the woman's voice from before 'Hadrian you wonderful master we are finely free of that dastardly bunch God I have such a smart master!" Harry stared at Hedwig In surprise before unlocking the cage letting out the amber eyed owl. 'Wonderful now help me undue this stupid spell on us concentrate and poor some of your magic into me'. And so Hadrian did amazed at how in a flash of red Hedwig split in to 2 owls before one morphed into a scaly green silver and black snake with its left eye purple and right one amber it was about the length of his arm. The second Hedwig let out a flash of black flame reveling a black green and silver phoenix. : Massster itss wonderful to sssee you asss my ssself again" hissed the snake "My name isss Alexsssander in your human speak"

Wowwas all Hadrian could reallysay as he couldn't find words to express what he really wanted to say "Hello Alexsssander nice to meet you" he said in fluent Parseltongue the phoenix looked to him he noted she had her left eye amber and the right one ice blue 'young master I am Victoria my friend Alexander and I am your guardians except Dumplde-dip-shit used a complex ritual forcing us together as a common bird. But know that all your magic has returned you could release us now come on we must leave she will be hear soon." The phoenix stated before flying to his shoulder leaning over crying a single tear his cheek healing it with a slight numb feel.

'Do not worry Hadrian the Muggle's are unable to see me Alexander is a basilisk of a sort he can control a series of different eyelids with multiple effects depending which eye and which eyelids he raises he can also change size except as a deadly creature he is unable to become invisible to Muggle's odd laws of the mother I know but she always has her reasons now come on Alexander we must go' she said saying the last part to the snake. And so the snake slithered to Hadrian's extended left arm shrinking himself down and winded himself 3 times around his wrist looking like a cuff bracelet he gathered his trunk stuffed his wand in his pocket.

He didn't bother changing whether or not he was covered in blood. He had to leave this house and so he opened the front door and whent down the drive way he didn't bother with the door because once he was at the bottom of the drive, behind him a fire started consuming number 4 Privet drive he looked at his home of horror for the past 12 years of his life. He started laughing manically he probably appeared perfectly insane to a normal person.

He felt the winds change, a new sent in the air, a different magic behind him. Music poring out of ear phones obviously this must be the person to pick him up. The person made no move no sound so he stood there watching the fire consuming the house and listened to the persons music…Muggle music.

Let's watch this city burn
From the skylights on top of the world
Till there's nothing left of her
Let's watch this city burn the world
My body doused in ash with two empty cans of gas
The only evidence they have is a police sketch of my mask
And it's hard at times to ask if you can save my heart for last
And it's hard to face the facts when the darkness fades to black
It's not just make believe when they make me take a seat
And they put amphetamines in the air and make me breathe
So come on and grab your children look out for burning buildings
And villains who pillage, they're killing by the millions
And billions of people die for a lost cause
So now I pray to my nation destroyed under god
Say it's the end of the world
All my battles have been won
But the war has just begun

The city looks so pretty, do you wanna burn it with me?
Till the skies bleeds ashes and the fucking sky crashes
They catch us with matches to ignite the flame
And all the hopes of a teen deemed fucking insane
Take the pill
In god we trust
Go and kill
God loves us
As in life as in death
Breathing till there is no breath
I will not die in the night but in the light
Of the sun with the ashes of this world in my lungs
But who am I to say let's all just run away
Go grab your saints and pray, we're gonna burn this world today.
(Say it's the end of the world)
As in heaven as on earth
we've been done since our birth

"It's ironic" Hadrian started "that you show up listening to that after what I have just done he laughed again.

He turned around to see a vary pretty woman she looked to be around 16 or so, she was vary pale, with waist length platinum blonde hair with red, electric blue and purple streaks, set in high pigtails. She had almond shaped eyes that where a bright silverish grey with thick black eyelashes accented by rainbow eyeliner. She had chunky earphones around her neck playing the music they had blood red plaid design matching her plaid punk jacket and sleek black thigh-high cheered boots she also wore a black puffy skirt black of course covered with buckles and zippers she had multiple earrings from what he could see the most noticeable a sterling silver cross and the left ear a sharp fang.

On her left breast pocket a fancy looking green family crest with a letter M on it with what looked to be snakes with wings on each side he could have sworn the snakes turned to look at him before resuming the original position heads looking up. He shook his head that was impossible fabric couldn't move like that he looked back up to the eyes of the older teen.

"You are Hadrian Antal Black?" she asked him getting to the point. He looked to her studying her for a sec. "Yes and I assume you are hear to pick me up miss?" she smiled slightly "Yes father and the others finally managed to track you down after your magic went of the charts it reveled your location a short time ago.

Now come on we have to go she cast the shrinking charm then the summoning charm before handing it to Hadrian to put it in his pocket. The girl went to grab his left wrist only to be angrily hissed at "im sorry snaky you're really quite handsome by the way she stated to Alexander before grabbing Hadrian's right wrist "k we are going to have to apparte just got to warn you it's a tad uncomfortable sorry."

"Umm" stated Hadrian "I was just wondering what your name was you never said what it was..." The girl smiled "Sorry that was terribly rude of me. My names Acantha" she smiled sweetly "Acantha Malfoy." Hadrian's eyes widened before he felt a jerk at his navel.