A/N: I would love to start off by saying, yes, the first two - three paragraphs are directly from Harry Potter: The Philosopher Stone.

and also, thank you for reading :-)

Italics is shown when characters are speaking German.


Chapter 1: The Boy In The Black Forest.

Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you'd expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn't hold with such nonsense.

Mr. Dursley was the director of a firm called Grunnings, which made drills. He was a big, beefy man with hardly any neck, although he did have a very large mustache. Mrs. Dursley was thin and blonde and had nearly twice the usual amount of neck, which came in very useful as she spent so much of her time craning over garden fences, spying on the neighbors. The Dursleys had a small son called Dudley and in their opinion there was no finer boy anywhere.

The Dursleys had everything they wanted, but they also had a secret, and their greatest fear was that somebody would discover it. They didn't think they could bear it if anyone had found out what they've done. You see, years ago the Dursleys had a child left on their door steps, but of course this child is no random child; it was her nephew, Harry James Potter.

"What could the dursleys had done ?" one may wonder. The dursleys couldn't ... no, didn't want to care for this child. If asked why they couldn't take care of said child, the Dursleys would probably excuse their behavior with a simple saying of "financial problems", but it isn't the honest reason. Harry's mother, Mrs. Dursleys sister, was considered a "freak" to them; therefore they considered Harry a "freak" as well, and abandoned him at the nearest orphanage with nothing but a note saying his name.


Location: United Kingdom, London.

New Orphan Houses, Ash Down.

Three months after the Dursleys left poor Harry at the orphanage, a couple came to the orphanage looking to adopt. The couple met with the head of the orphanage where they agreed they're looking for an infant. The head of the Orphanage, whose name is Mary, introduced them to the young healthy children who were either recently brought in or been there for a bit of time. They came across multiple children, one named Luis, another named Jessica, and so on.

As the young couple continued to look, they passed a child with black hair and green eyes. The male looked at the child with confusion, as if knowing the child was special. The young male looked at Mary and announced that he wanted this one.

"Of course Mr. Dracula, we can speak on the terms of you adopting Harry in my office." said Mary smiling. The man, also known as "Mr. Dracula" smiled.

- 2 weeks later -

"Well Mr and Mrs. Dracula, i would like to remind you that Harry is in your care till the adoption papers are complete." Mary told the couple as she walked them out, their newly foster care child in their hand.

The women, Elizabeth Dracula, smiled, "Very well, Mary, and thank you for offering us the chance to care for Harry until our adoption process is over." the young woman smiled, nodded, and waved so she can go back to her office.

"Welcome to your new life, Harry." said Mr. Dracula, also known as Vlad Dracula.


- 10 1/2 years later -

Black Forest, Germany.

Ancient Ruins.

A boy with black hair, green eyes, and a lightning scar on his forehead stood behind his father who was, at the moment, in a heated meeting. Apparently a man with a face on his head trespassed and stole his fathers research on the effects of unicorn blood?

"-enough." came the powerful voice of one Vlad Dracula. "sitting here arguing is senseless, we made a mistake and now it seems we will have to fix it." Said Dracula to the beings and beast currently in the meeting.

"And who said you were in charge you foolish vampire-" the creature was cut off when Elizabeth Dracula decided to speak. "Watch your tongue, Erkling." Seeing as then tension was rising, an Alpha to a nomad of werewolves decided to speak.

"As the Draculas are the one that have been wronged out of us all, it's only fair they decide what punishment the human gets."

Vlad, having enough of everyone, released his vampiric magic. "Listen, you fools. The idiotic fool who decided to steal from me is a native to the British magical community. Seeing as my heir was located in britain before being brought here and going through transformation, HE will be the one to enact the cowards punishment."

Harry, who only just now noticed how everyone looked at him, nodded along to his fathers words. Realizing they have no other choice but to go along with this plan, the meeting was ended.


Black Forest, Germany.

Draculas Castle.

The 201st room on the second floor.

About a month after the meeting, as planned, Harry was owled an official Hogwarts invitation letter. Harry sighed as he set the letter down on his wooden desk.

No, Harry was not looking forward to going to Hogwarts at all. He was assigned tutors to learn the english language, which of course wasn't easy. But no, that isn't why Harry wasn't looking forward to hogwarts, see he had already planned to ask his father to being taught under him. Yeah, his father already taught him the basics, but if he is to be "The Lord of Death" by the time he's 15 he wants a bit of training.

With the new plan, everything changed. Harry had to get himself a magic focus, and of course the only thing that was able to channel his magic had to be the same weapon his grandfather wielded.

Harry's fingers traced over the words "Vlad The Impaler". Harry's Grandfather was the last Dracula to be a human. "Stupid British," started Harry. "if you idiots hadn't stolen from my father, i could be getting trained." Harry continued furiously.