《black blood》 chapter 1 I still can¡¯t believe this is all real, six years ago I passed out while studying (playing videogames) at school after class and when I woke up I was a baby again. I still don¡¯t understand why this happened to me, I wasn¡¯t some amazing guy, I wasn¡¯t some famous scientist nor was I some great inventor, I am just a simple student with some superficial knowledge of science and technology, I mean I know what a computer is, and I use the internet pretty much daily but if you asked me to ¡°invent¡± those things I wouldn¡¯t know where to begin. The only good thing about me was my extraordinary memory, but even that was wasted on me as I only seem to remember the wrong stuff. I mean I can barely remember what I learned at school, like everyone I tend to forget most of those things, but I do remember pretty much every episode of ¡°friends¡±, ugh I can¡¯t believe I will have to wait eight more years until I can finally watch friends again. Staring out the window, Christopher black started to daydream again. It had been six years since that fateful day, when I woke up and found myself in Britain in the 1980¡¯s luckily he was a student in Brussels in 2017, basically every student was taught Dutch, French and English so he had no problem adapting to his new environment. Although pretending to be a child whenever people were around being an enormous pain in the ass, I mean sure kids are happy just staring at the void for hours but as a conscious human being its fucking annoying, luckily all those years of daydreaming in class have prepared me for this. My new name was Christopher Black, last living heir to the Black family. I am sure this name sound familiar to you, if you¡¯re a ¡°Harry Potter¡± fan. I am the son of Regulus Arcturus Black and some woman nobody knows. I was raised by my aunt Narcissa and her husband Lucius. At first, I thought I just happened to be reborn in some family of diehard Harry Potter fans, after all it isn¡¯t that hard to change your name but after seeing them all use magic regularly I realized what was really happening. At first, I thought I had gone mental, but you know what, if this is indeed a dream then I do not want to wake up, this all is making my life so much more interesting. I spend those few years familiarizing myself with magic, after all the Malfoys, being one of the sacred twenty-eight, have a long history and a vast heritage, and with that comes a pretty well-furnished library. It was easy to learn about magic with all that knowledge just lying around, I quickly got the hang of it, although I¡¯m not sure if being able to use some basic beginner spells is something worth bragging about. Anyway, if my memory was right then life is soon going to turn to shit when Voldemort returns I even though I will most likely be safe from him as I am a pureblood, I still want to be prepared in case anything happens. Furthermore, it is very unlikely that everything will go as smoothly as it did in the books, I mean let¡¯s be honest Harry¡¯s little ¡°adventures¡± mostly pure luck and coincidence, I mean the boy is really just some smartass with a gigantic hero complex and an even bigger plot armor. If I want to be ready when shit goes down then there are a few things I will need first of all is money, which shouldn¡¯t be a problem considering I am the last living heir to one of the sacred 28 families, but still I need a source of income, money does run out and if I do nothing and spend recklessly I will end up penniless which would be pretty annoying and I need to be able to live on my own pretty soon because I do no plan on becoming one of Voldemort¡¯s puppets. Secondly, I need knowledge, and a lot of it, which shouldn¡¯t be too much of an issue for now, but I need to buy books suited to my needs as the Malfoys don¡¯t have a lot of really important books I can access, furthermore the truly powerful spells and rare, useful knowledge is kept in a private library. Lastly, I need power, and I have a vague idea how to obtain it. Something you immediately notice when you start studying, is that the wizard society has not had any major advancements in a loooooong time, they just seem to reuse the same spells, and tend to be content with that, I mean arguably they could be doing it because they don¡¯t have a real need to change as the most useful spells have already been invented but I can¡¯t help but think that they are wasting a lot of potential. Anyway, as a bored teenager without any magic power I of course have read a lot of fiction and have naturally dreamed before about what I would do if I one day woke up with various powers, I mean seriously I had pretty much access to thousands of different fictions and fan theories thanks to the internet, if there is one thing my generation did not lack its imagination. But if I want to accomplish all those dreams I have to start at the beginning and that is getting my wand and to do that I had to be noticed (by sempai) by Narcissa. I used to think wizards got their wands before they went to school but I was wrong, they get them once they are able to control themselves, wizards go to school at eleven because that is the age kids where kids tend to be in control of their power. As the heir to the black family I have a lot of money, but it is all in my vault and I do not have the key and I doubt she would just give it to a child, so I had to start by gaining het trust. Getting aunt Narcissa to trust me wouldn¡¯t be too hard as I always acted as an adult and had already established a voice in the family, I mean sure my body is six years old, but my mind is still that of a teenager, furthermore I was 19 when I died, so I was already pretty much an adult already. Anyway, I needed to get access to my vault and more importantly I needed a wand and to do that I needed to gain aunt Narcissa¡¯s trust, now my behavior and maturity weren¡¯t in question at all but controlling their magic power was something a lot of kids had trouble doing, it was not really that hard to control but a lot of kids take a long time to realize what they are doing, I mean have you ever had a conversation with a six year old? They are not really that smart.The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. Ugh I am getting off topic again, anyway, I already know that the house elves were keeping an eye on me on my aunt¡¯s orders after all a kid my age acting this mature and ready old books instead of playing in the mud or whatever kids my age do, tends to attract attention, so all I had to do was start to practice spells to send a message. It was not an advances spell it was just a basic levitation spell, I was basically just making a paper airplane fly in circles in the library, it was not at all impressive, but it showed I was in control of my magic and that was enough. That day after diner aunt Narcissa asked me to fly that paper airplane again and when she saw it she told me we would be going to diagon alley the next day to get me a wand. As almost every wizard in Britain I got my wand from Ollivanders, it would normally take a 3-hour car ride to go from Wiltshire to London but thanks to the floo network we got there instantly, how cool is magic seriously. Before we got left aunt Narcissa wanted to talk to me privately about something. ¡°Christopher¡± she said with a serious tone. ¡°As you already know you are the last surviving member of the house of black, and this of course comes with some benefits, but it comes with even more responsibilities. The noble bloodline of Black can be traced back to the middle-ages and is one of the oldest of the sacred twenty-eight, today it is rich in gold yet poor in blood, the fate of our family lies in your hands, do not betray our expectations¡± ¡°I will do my utmost to ensure the survival of our bloodline aunt Narcissa¡± I said with a serious look in my eyes, I wasn¡¯t lying, I didn¡¯t plan to die anytime soon anyway and like a lot of people I plan to have kids someday too. ¡°this is the key to your vault, it contain the fortune our family has gathered throughout generations, do not squander it, the fate of our name is in your hands don¡¯t allow it to die.¡± She said while handing me a golden little key. ¡­. ¡°Morning,¡± said Narcissa to a free goblin. ¡°We would like to access Mr. Christopher Black¡¯s safe.¡± ¡°you have his key, Madam?¡± ¡°I have it right here¡± I said, taking out the key from my breast pocket. ¡°Very well, everything seems to be in order, I shall have someone escort you to your vault.¡± We followed a goblin named Griphook to my vault. As a member of one of the oldest wizarding families, my vault lied deep under the surface and was one of the largest, most protected vaults at Gringotts, I¡¯m not even kidding, it was huge. When a wizard dies the contents of his vault gets passed down to the next generation, normally all of this should have gone to my uncle Sirius but¡­ you know ¡­. shit happened, so all of it went to me, honestly there is so much in this vault I doubt I could spend it all in one lifetime. I stuffed a few thousand Galleons in a mokeskin pouch and joined aunt Narcissa, we then went to her vault where she took out some things for herself and left the bank. We quickly made our way to Ollivanders, the shop was s narrow and shabby. Peeling gold letters over the door read Ollivanders: Makers of Fine Wands since 382 B.C. A single wand lay on a faded purple cushion in the dusty window. A tinkling bell rang somewhere in the depths of the shop as we stepped inside. It was a tiny place, empty except for a single, spindly chair and thousands of narrow boxes piled neatly right up to the ceiling. ¡°Good afternoon¡± said a soft voice. An old man was standing behind the counter, his wide, pale eyes shining like moons through the gloom of the shop. ¡°Good afternoon¡± I replied, ¡°I would like to purchase a wand¡± ¡°son, you are far too young to buy one, at your age you wouldn¡¯t be able to control your magic, terrible things could hap¡­¡± before he could finish his sentence I was already making a pen move and wrote my name on a piece of paper using magic. ¡°I think you¡¯ll find I am able to control my magic just fine¡± ¡°Of course, of course then. Forgive this old man for his thoughts.¡± Ollivander spoke. ¡°In all my life, I have never seen such anyone capable of such a feat at your age, you have a bright future ahead of you young man.¡± Let me see." He pulled a long tape measure with silver markings out of his pocket. "Which is your wand arm?" "I am ambidextrous " I replied. "Hold out your arm. That''s it." He measured my body from shoulder to finger, then wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit and round my head. As he measured, he said, "Every Ollivander wand has a core of a powerful magical substance. We use unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers, and the heartstrings of dragons. No two Ollivander wands are the same, just as no two unicorns, dragons, or phoenixes are quite the same. And of course, you will never get such good results with another wizard''s wand. Mr. Ollivander was flitting around the shelves, taking down boxes. ¡°The wand chooses the wizard, child.¡± Ollivander had already walked into the pile of boxes holding magic wands as he spoke. The measuring tape also curled into a heap on the floor as he spoke. ¡°Try this walnut and dragon heartstring. Nine and a half inches. Nice and flexible. just take it and give it a wave." i took the wand and waved it around a bit, but Mr. Ollivander snatched it out of my hand almost at once. "Maple and phoenix feather. Seven inches. Quite whippy. Try --" i tried -- but i had hardly raised the wand when it, too, was snatched back by Mr. Ollivander. "No, no -here, ebony and unicorn hair, eight and a half inches, springy. Go on, go on, try it out." i tried. And tried. i had no idea what Mr. Ollivander was waiting for. The pile of tried wands was mounting higher and higher on the spindly chair, but the more wands Mr. Ollivander pulled from the shelves, the happier he seemed to become. "Tricky customer, eh? Not to worry, we''ll find the perfect match here somewhere -- I wonder, now - - yes, why not -- unusual combination. Mahogany and Thunderbird tail feather, 11 inches and exceedingly pliable very powerful at transfiguration, this is one of the last wands my grandfather made, he was a very famous wandmaker.¡± As i held the wand I could feel a heat flowing from my fingers, the wand produced a little bird out of bright blue flames that circled around my body before disappearing with a bang, making little sparks rain down on me. ¡°Great! Wonderful! Congratulations on finding your wand.¡± Said Ollivander. ¡°Thank you, how much?¡± ¡°ten Galleons¡± I gave Ollivander ten Galleons and left the shop and went by Flourish and Blotts where I bought the books on the Hogwarts first year curriculum, I wanted to take a lot more, but I didn¡¯t want to make Narcissa suspicious, I would have to come back soon alone to buy what I really need. afterwards Narcissa also went to buy some things for herself and we went home. chapter 2 two years later CHAPTER 2 when I got home I quickly shut myself in my room, I immediately wanted to start practicing some spells, but I managed to stop myself, I couldn¡¯t just start playing around randomly. I had to be prepared, after all I might already know what will happen in the future but that doesn¡¯t mean all the good stuff is going to just get dropped at my doorstep. Now here is what I know, the year of my admittance will be the same year harry potter gets admitted, and we usually get our letters some time in advance with the time and location of the Hogwarts express. I also know that the Dudley¡¯s are a bunch of a-holes who will abandon their house when the letters come, forcing Hagrid to chase them all the way to that abandoned little shack. And best of all I know that Hagrid will be going to Gringotts to take a very special thing out of vault 713. Now I could try to break into the vault myself but that would be waaaaay too difficult, not to mention risky, I mean even if I am successful, if someone managed to see my face I would be in deep shit. I could also try to bribe a goblin, but I could easily get stabbed in the back, plus who would offend the Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard alive just to help some kid. I can¡¯t disguise myself as Hagrid as I do not have the key to the vault. So, I only have one option left, steal it from Hagrid, lucky for me he is a pretty shitty wizard. I mean seriously he might be an amazing gamekeeper, you know taming a hippogriff, a three-headed dog and an acromantula, but spell wise he is pretty much shit. Robbing Hagrid is pretty easy but the problem with this plan is that he will be surrounded by people in diagon alley which means I will have to do it very discreetly, I also can¡¯t be too direct for the very obvious reason that I will be going to Hogwarts that year and well I wouldn¡¯t want Dumbledore to know I stole from him. And lastly, I will have to replace the stone with a fake, I can¡¯t really have every Hogwarts teacher looking for the stone since it will be on me. There is a simple solution that last problem as the doubling charm can create an identical copy of anything it is casted on. The spell is not perfect a the magically created doubles start to deteriorate after a few years but since I already know that the stone will be destroyed after the death of professor Quirrell I don¡¯t really have to care about it. Needless to say, stealing the stone and replacing it with the double without being noticed in the middle of the street is pretty much impossible, however there is another alternative which is to just take it and alter Hagrid¡¯s memory. However, there is no way in hell I can pull all that off at my level, so I will need to start practicing as fast as possible. ¡­. Okay so here¡¯s the thing, if I want to be get the most out of this world I will need to start thinking long term, okay so ultimately, I want to be immortal right, I mean who wouldn¡¯t. But I don¡¯t want to rely on something as unreliable as life elixir, and I certainly don¡¯t want to spend all eternity stuck in limbo as a flayed mangled body so horcruxes are out of the question too. I have a few theories of my own, but they are a little unconventional and the research will require a lot of money. Now sure I have a lot of gold in the bank at the moment but if I don¡¯t have a source of income I will end up poor later and that would be annoying because let¡¯s be honest money might not be able to buy happiness, but you feel a lot happier on a helicopter than on a bike. Now to make sure I had enough money I had to ensure I had a good source of income and I had to arrange it now, before the trace gets put on me. My plan was to go to the muggle world and invest in stocks I knew would rise like crazy, like Microsoft, apple, Samsung and others, however this plan had a tiny little flaw, my body was six years old, so there in no way in hell anybody will take me seriously. However, like pretty much every problem, there is a spell to solve it. Okay so nobody in their right mind would believe a six-year-old would really be able to buy stocks right. but what if they weren¡¯t in their right mind? The plan was pretty simple, I just used dobby. Last year for my birthday had asked for a house elf because I was tired of having to do everything myself and having a servant makes things just so much easier. The Malfoys didn¡¯t really care as they already had a lot of house elves working in the manor. Anyway, long story short I had dobby come with me to the bank and cast a confundus spell on one of the employees there, making her think I was some twenty-year-old man. Afterwards I just had her open me an account and fill it with money, the money in a bank is not really there, its just a bunch of number on a ledger so it was pretty easy to forge, afterwards, for safety¡¯s sake I had dobby steal money from another bank and bring it into this one just in case somebody wanted to snoop around. I then just did the same at the stock market and bought a lot of stocks.The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. ¡­. Now that I had an income I could get started with the important stuff. Before returning home, I passed by diagon alley and bought a lot of potion ingredients. I had already memorized the copy of most potente potions, so I already knew exactly what to buy. I absolutely need to learn how to brew Polyjuice potions otherwise I would never be able to buy the things I really need without exposing myself to a lot of danger. I mean can you imagine some kid walking into Borkin and Burkes to buy some dark artifacts and getting home safely? No way in hell I would make it home in one piece. I then went by Flourish and Blotts and bought the books on the Hogwarts curriculum from year two to seven. I also bought some advanced transfiguration books and a book on protective charms. ¡­ When I got home I immediately casted a protective charm on my room, it wasn¡¯t a particularly powerful charm, but it was okay I guess¡­. Okay I lied it was pure shit, any first-year student would be able to easily break it, it was pretty disappointing. But it was okay I mean I had zero practical experience with charm, besides I wasn¡¯t really in any danger in Malfoy manor anyways and if I actually succeeded in putting up a really powerful barrier it would pretty much be the same a screaming ¡°I HAVE SOMETHING TO HIDE!!!!!!¡±, and well let¡¯s just say that it wouldn¡¯t be in my best interest. I would most likely end up with an armada of house elves observing my every move. But even thought the charm was pretty much garbage it prevented people from knowing what I was doing in my room and I would immediately know somebody was coming when it was broken. For now, that was the best option I had if I wanted to be able to work in secret. Anyway, I spend the next two years or so practicing spells and memorizing the Hogwarts curriculum year one to five, I know it may sound like a lot but really it isn¡¯t, I just concentrated on charms, transfiguration, magical theory, potions and defense against the dark arts. I completely ignored history of magic, astronomy, muggle studies (pffffft why would I even bother with that), herbology, arithmancy, care of magical creatures, ancient runes and divination (I am going to study those things at Hogwarts, away from prying eyes), flying, alchemy, apparition, ancient studies, art, frog choir, ghoul studies, muggle art, music, orchestra and xylomancy. So yeah again it seems like a lot but really, I just learned what really interested me. also, seven years may sound like a lot but if you think about it students didn¡¯t do shit at Hogwarts. I mean if you take seven years and substract all the vacation time, all the pretty much useless courses I didn¡¯t study, and all the time Harry, Hermione and Ron spend just running around on their little adventures well you Should be able to finish studying these select few courses in about a year and a half so really, I was a little behind schedule. And no, I know what you¡¯re thinking but I did not spend half a year just fucking around, sometimes you have to spend some time with the family you know, I mean you can¡¯t just spend a year and a half isolated in your bedroom and expect everything to be alright, I spend at a month or so doing nothing¡­. Because you know¡­ sometimes you just want to sleep in and do nothing all day and stuff, I mean I¡¯m just a human not a machine I can be lazy too sometimes. I just love house elves, sometimes I just spend the whole day in bed and whenever I was hungry I just had to call, at one point I almost forgot to work. Luxury can be very dangerous sometimes, but I digress. Anyway, during those two years I succeeded in brewing a good batch of Polyjuice potion and I was finally ready to start the next phase of my masterplan. Using the floo network I went to the diagon alley, I then drank the Polyjuice potion after entering knockturn alley. I used a lock of hair I picked up in a barbershop in my potion so as to not draw attention to me. I mean can you imagine if I used Lucius¡¯s hair, my god can you imagine the shitstorm that would follow if some guy from the ministry of magic saw me disguised as Lucius buying some dark arts related artifacts. Anyway, I went to Borgin and Burkes because there were some things I absolutely needed to get before I went to Hogwarts. The first thing would be a Hand of Glory it was absolutely essential for me to have it for a very simple reason. The most dangerous books at Hogwarts are hidden in the headmaster¡¯s office, these books are going to be almost impossible to get most of the time but some other books that are a little less precious but still very important are put in the restricted library, and people never go there, sure old man filch may be patrolling once in a while but as long as he can¡¯t see me everything will be alright. The thing about the Hand of Glory is that, if you give it a candle, the light will only shine for you, so no matter what you will remain unseen, that coupled with a dissilusionment charm will make reading books in the restricted section much easier. And the best thing is that said hand is the only thing in the wizarding world known to be able to find its way through Peruvian instant darkness, so it basically is a must have if you want to safely explore the restricted library at night without getting caught. Now obviously I would rather not use the powder as it is pretty much the least discreet choice but it might still come in handy. The third Item I needed was a bogart, and here¡¯s why. If I am to go to Hogwarts I absolutely need to master occlumency because I just know waaaaaay too much about the future to be safe otherwise. Now sure people do not go around reading people¡¯s minds for no reason, I mean I¡¯ve been living with death eaters for about eight years now and nobody has read my mind yet. But when I get to Hogwarts the first thing that gets put on my head will be the sorting hat, and that thing has to read your mind to be able to judge in which house to put you. So, if I do not master occlumency that hat would immediately know what I know, and you can bet your ass it wouldn¡¯t hesitate to tell Dumbledore. also, he would then know that I have his philosopher¡¯s stone and well let¡¯s just say that the consequences would be dire. Now the only way to master occlumency is to let someone else read your mind and then try to resist, but nobody succeeds the first time and the whole point is to make sure nobody can actually read my mind so that option is out. And that is why I need a bogart. The way a bogart works is that it reads your mind before finding your deepest fear, so I just have to keep letting the bogart read my mind until I am able to block him. Easy right? chapter 3 a change of plans CHAPTER 3 It took a lot of negotiating, but I managed to buy all I needed without getting ripped off too much. I could have gotten it cheaper, but I was running a little short on time, so I put everything in my mokeskin bag and left. I had to cast a shrinking charm on the bogart chest because even though the bag has a big space inside of it, you still have to fit it through the opening. Anyway, now that I had bought a bogart it was time to use it. Well¡­ I would love to actually use it but I can¡¯t yet, it is easy and quick to cancel/hide a spell if someone is entering my room, which by the way happens suuuuuuper often, I mean I don¡¯t know why but for some reason ever since I put up the barrier, my room became some kind of hotspot in the manor. I mean I don¡¯t know maybe they felt some sense of pride or whatever every time they broke the barrier to talk to me about every little thing, or maybe its just about the thrill of making a flashy entrance. I don¡¯t know but it¡¯s a real pain in the ass. Ugh dammit I got off track again¡­. Anyway, as I was saying, I can¡¯t train at home because of the constant interruptions. So, I have to start another part of the plan waaaay sooner. Now if memory serves me right, eventually after the Triwizard tournament, Voldemort will be back, and Malfoy manor will basically become the death eater capital of the world so obviously I couldn¡¯t keep on living there. Now I planned to eventually buy a house somewhere in London but that wasn¡¯t supposed to happen before another five to six years, so I rather not buy anything yet. But I had another, better option. I spent the next few weeks studying enchanting and just waiting for my moment while the boggart was burning a hole through my mokeskin bag until finally one-day aunt Narcissa and Draco left to join Vincent (Crabbe) and Gregory (Goyle). Apparently, they were going on a little trip or something, I don¡¯t really remember or care what it was about. Narcissa wanted me to go too, apparently the fact that I didn¡¯t have any friends was worrying her a little bit for some reason, maybe that¡¯s why she keeps barging into my room all the time. Luckily Draco was fiercely opposed to that idea, apparently, he seemed to hate me for some reason¡­. I think he might have inherited his father¡¯s superiority complex and had some trouble admitting I had a lot more talent in magic than he did, I mean it¡¯s just a theory but it¡¯s a very flattering one so I¡¯m going to stick with it. Meanwhile Lucius wouldn¡¯t be back for at least one day as he was currently off on a trip somewhere. the timing was perfect for me because that meant that I would be alone for at least one day, which was enough for me to secure a good house. I waited for about an hour after they both left before leaving for London, I could have bought a house myself but why bother if there is a perfectly safe, magically hidden, abandoned house right here in London. It took me a little while to find it, but I finally managed to find It, 12 Grimmauld place. Now the house was used to be protected by a Fidelius charm, so I normally never should have been able to find it, however I easily found it for a simple reason. The charm was gone. The way a Fidelius charm works is that you plant a secret in a keeper¡¯s souls and from that moment on that secret disappears from the world and only those aware of this secret can find it. But if the secret disappears then so does the charm, and the fact that keepers like Sirius, Narcissa, Bellatrix and Andromeda are still alive doesn¡¯t matter anymore since there is no more secret to keep The secret used to be that this house was the residence of the Black family but since the house was now abandoned and nobody lived there anymore the Fidelius charm just dissipated. Luckily my grandfather Orion was a little paranoid and had put up every security measure known to wizard-kind on it when he lived, even going as far as making the house unplotable. I suppose it¡¯s a good thing since the house would have long been discovered by muggles otherwise. I was a little scared as I did not know if there were traps inside the house too, I would easily be able to take on these traps as they were already very old but if I was taken by surprise things could end up bad, so I had to stay alert. When I entered the house the first thing I noticed is THE FUCKING TRUCKLOAD OF DUST EVERYWHERE. I am not even kidding there had to be at least an inch of dust here. It felt a little weird. I feel like I should be disgusted but for some reason I am not. I am however so pissed off at Kreacher, to think he just let this happen, what has he been doing for all those years.This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. As I walked through the hallway I felt certain that there were not traps inside the house because of the HUNDREDS OF FUCKING DOXIES THAT WERE IN THE HOUSE!!!! Okay maybe I¡¯m exaggerating but there were at least more than fifty, they were literally everywhere. And guess what, I found a little surprise. Its my dead body lying lifelessly on the floor. Isn¡¯t that nice? Well to be fair it isn¡¯t really a dead body, it¡¯s a boggart. Yes, after all the trouble I went through to purchase a boggart I just find one lying around on the floor just like that. I can¡¯t tell you how annoyed I was. Anyway, I think an explanation is needed soooo¡­ no I am not scared of my own body. But the way a boggart works is that it takes on the form of what you fear the most. Now most people have simple fears, you know things like spiders, snakes, monsters, people and things like that. But some people are more afraid of concepts like poverty, heights, pain and in my case death. Now it is easy to imitate a thing or a person, but you can¡¯t morph into a concept, I mean what does pain look like, or poverty or death. You can¡¯t imitate that, so you pick the closest thing. You morph into a poor person, a person that is in pain, or in this case a dead me. Now of course it might be related, but I am scared of dying myself, I don¡¯t care if I see a body lying on the floor, even if its mine. But you know, this might be a blessing in disguise for me you know, as long as I capture it I could make some decent money if I sell it. I went around the floor and found a wardrobe in one of the rooms, I just cast an unbreakable charm and a containment charm on the wardrobe and put the boggart in it. Obviously, I immobilized it first, even though boggarts are basically harmless creatures one shouldn¡¯t play with fire. After putting the wardrobe in my bag, I kept Walking until I eventually found Walburga Black¡¯s portrait¡­ well to be entirely truthful it found me. I almost had a heart attack. I mean I just walked past it and all of a sudden it started screaming like a banshee. I already knew that talking portrait was in here somewhere, but I had no idea where it was. ¡°Kreacher show yourself!¡± I yelled with a somewhat angry tone. ¡°Who do you think you are, staying in hiding when your master Is calling for you! Do you want me to cut of your head and put on the wall with all the others!¡± After a minute or so Kreacher walked out of a hallway mumbling incomprehensibly. ¡°you are not Kreacher¡¯s master, Kreacher only serves the noble house of Black!¡± Kreacher mumbled as he started cleaning the portrait. I was kind f surprised to see him clean anything considering the state of the house. ¡°I am your master. I am Christopher Black son of your previous master Regulus Arcturus Black, if I am not your master who is!¡± When Kreacher heard my father¡¯s name he was visibly shaken and wanted to complain but when I ordered him to shut up and start cleaning the house he reluctantly obeyed. I was his master now I my will was law, so he had no choice but to obey. Regulus must have told Kreacher about my existence before he died otherwise I don¡¯t think he would have so easily accepted my orders. Or maybe there is a magical component involved in inheriting a house elf I don¡¯t know. I used the fireplace in the house to get back to Malfoy manor and get Dobby, the house was pretty big, and it would take way too long for Kreacher to clean everything alone. While the house elves were busy cleaning I went around the house and captured two more boggarts. It took me a while, but I visited every room in the house and evaluated the damages and I have to say, all these years of neglect really did a number on this house. I didn¡¯t really care as I was going to redecorate this place anyway I mean seriously what was wrong with this family, using decapitated house elves as decoration, emptied troll legs as umbrella stands and that awful screaming portrait it all had to go. I no longer had any time to waste so I quickly went to the master bedroom and started training in occlumency and just continued training until nightfall. After several hours I sadly did not get any closer to mastering occlumency. I had apparently greatly underestimated boggarts, it I one thing to know something is reading your mind but it is an entirely different thing to feel it. I spent the next few days alternating between training in the house and eating, sleeping and just showing myself at the manor. I kept training in occlumency with the boggart. He changed his appearance a few times during my training, I can¡¯t help but wonder if my fears were changing or if the boggart realized his previous attempts were flawed. It is hard to tell since it is unknown to what degree a boggart is sentient. Finally, on sixth day I managed to feel the boggart reading my mind. After that things got really easy, it was incredibly hard in the beginning because I had no Idea what I was looking for but once you can actually feel it it gets a lot easier. Afterwards learning how to block it only took my about two or three hours. Occlumency was definitely a lot easier for people like me, people who always remain cool headed and don¡¯t react overly emotionally like harry. I mean no wonder he never managed to understand occlumency, he was always making decisions based on his emotions and not based on logic, that¡¯s why he was so easy to provoke. I mean remember when the burrow got surrounded by death eaters and instead of sticking with the group harry decided to just run through the field looking for Bellatrix? That¡¯s just not how a levelheaded person acts. Anyway, now that I could block mindreading I had to learn how to fabricate new memories. But for now, I wanted to relax a little. I haven¡¯t had a some time to relax in a long time and I wanted to just do nothing for a while. chapter 4 preparation and decoration CHAPTER 4 As I left the study I was once again greeted by the old dilapidated house. It was really annoying, I could just feel my good mood disappearing. I think its about time for me to redecorate this house. I mean sure it¡¯s a waste of time, but I¡¯m only human, I can¡¯t just keep working forever you know, I deserve a little fun every now and then. Besides everybody likes to have pretty things and some moldy, dilapidated house is neither fun nor pretty, it¡¯s just depressive. Obviously like everyone else I wasn¡¯t really fond of redecorating the house in the past. I used to get so annoyed when my mother wanted to start repainting rooms, or wanted to change the kitchen, or that other time when she wanted to rip out the wooden floor and cover everything with white tiles. I mean I normally wouldn¡¯t really care but my dad was quite the handyman and insisted on doing everything instead of hiring a contractor. I mean don¡¯t get me wrong, he did a great job, everything looks great and nothing is falling apart or anything, but its just a lot of work and I always had to help. The worst part was hearing him complain about everything 24/7. But now, I am alone, so I can do what I want, plus there is no heavy manual labor because of magic. I love magic, it¡¯s so convenient. Anyway, the house was pretty big so there was a lot to do, but thanks to magic and my two house-elves, I should be able to finish everything in a couple of days. Okay so the house is pretty big, I mean a whole family used to live there and I was just one person, so obviously I was not just going to restore the place, I was going to remodel it. The house had seven floors total including the attic and the basement, so there was a lot to do. So obviously I started with my bedroom and obviously I chose the top floor. Sirius¡¯s and my father¡¯s bedrooms used to be on this floor, it had the largest bathroom in the house so obviously I was going to take it. It was a little trouble some to redecorate it as a had to take down a whole wall. Luckily it wasn¡¯t loadbearing so in the end all is well. Afterwards I just build myself a study under my bedroom and renovated the kitchen. Not to toot my own horn here but seriously the house looked pretty good afterwards. The best and perhaps the most difficult part of the renovation was getting rid of that horrendous portrait. I mean damn that woman was motivated, she actually used a permanent sticking charm to fix the portrait to the wall. It¡¯s almost impossible to separate things stuck together by that charm so I couldn¡¯t take it down. Luckily there was another way to get rid of it. You see Sirius had also used that charm on all his paintings and posters in his room before he ran away, but when I took down the wall they just stuck to the rubble, so I got rid of them. So, all I had to do to get rid of Walburga¡¯s painting was to take down that wall. But here¡¯s the problem, that wall was separating my house from the neighbors. I¡¯m not gonna go in too much details but the whole operation was a real pain in the ass. I mean I had to put the neighbors to sleep bust the wall, cast an illusion and spend two days repairing that hole but it was worth it to finally have some peace and quit. After everything was renovated I went by Kreacher¡¯s den in the boiler room and had him return all the family heirlooms he had collected around the house as well as the horcrux father gave him. He seemed greatly displeased but as I was his master he had no other choice but to obey. Anyway, I only have about two years before I go to Hogwarts, so I had to get started. While occlumency was still keeping me busy I also had other things to do like studying enchanting and continuing with my Animagus training. And just like that years went by and it was finally time for me to go to Hogwarts. A lot had happened during those few years. First of all, I finally succeeded in transforming into an Animagus. It was seriously one of the hardest things I have ever done in my life. If I hadn¡¯t places an anti-animagi ward in my practice room I would have most likely died a dozen times by now. Oddly enough I transformed into a winged abraxan horse, it was weird, a wizard¡¯s Animagus form is mostly decided by his blood line and personality, and the house of black doesn¡¯t have any link to winged horses at all. Moreover, magical beast Animagus have never been seen before so it didn¡¯t make a lot of sense for me to have this form. although dogs have nothing to do with the house of black eather and Sirius still managed to change into a black dog so¡­ who knows. (okay so I can already feel a lot of readers rolling their eyes at this plot point so let me explain. I don¡¯t know if any of you people know about pottermore but I¡¯m going to assume you do. So basically, there is a section in pottermore where you can find out what your Patronus would be right, and my Patronus happens to be a winged abraxan horse. ¡°but beaver animagi and patronuses have nothing in common they are totally different things¡± no they are not.Stolen novel; please report. Your patronus is the same as your animagi transformation, but magical beast patronuses are really rare and animagi are even rarer as it is a really difficult skill to master and a lot of things could go wrong during training, moreover it is not that useful of a skill and a lot of wizards and witches think their time would be better spend on other things. During the whole duration of the harry potter books we only saw five alive animagi, that¡¯s how rare they are.) I had finally mastered occlumency which made me super happy, but what made me even happier is that I had finally accomplished one of my lifelong dreams, I had finally succeeded in making a space ring!!!! I was so happy when I succeeded, it was crazy. It wasn¡¯t nearly as hard to make the space ring, but it required a fair bit of imagination. Okay so you know how a lot of stuff in the wizarding world makes use of space right? Like for example the room of requirement or mokeskin bags or even those tents you see everywhere during the quidditch world cup, but they all have two things in common, and that is that first of all they contain a very large space, or at least larger than the object itself, and the other is that they all have an opening where you can put things of people through. But a ring has no such opening because it¡¯s a ring. It took me a few days but eventually I figured out how to do it. If there is no opening to put stuff through, then I just had to apparat stuff inside and outside. Now obviously I did not want to have to do it myself because well first of all apparition needed a lot of concentration, and also it was very risky as a little distraction could lead to Splinching. So, the solution I found was to modify the Portus charm so that it would move objects instead of people. It wasn¡¯t easy, in fact my first few attempts failed miserably but eventually I got the hang of it and changed my grandfather¡¯s ring into a space ring. It was the perfect ring, it was large and golden, and had the House of Black family crest on it. The ring was a family heirloom, so I could basically wear it everywhere without anyone suspecting anything. It was the perfect place to hide, anything I am not supposed to have, if you know what I mean. I obviously didn¡¯t put everything in there, I still had to keep up appearances, so pretty much all the ordinary objects I had were kept in my mokeskin bag. in the ring was only the things that would potentially attract trouble like for example the Peruvian instant darkness powder, the hand of glory, a large variety of other dark artifacts, some protective charms, Salazar Slytherin¡¯s necklace and a notebook. The notebook wasn¡¯t particularly special or anything, but it contained very important information. You see last year as I was snooping around Malfoy manor I finally managed to find what could potentially be the most important thing in that whole house, Thomas riddle¡¯s journal. This was very important to me because unlike Lucius, I already knew that the journal was a horcrux. The best part was that since Lucius didn¡¯t know what the journal actually was, he didn¡¯t really show it any care, it was just sitting in his office gathering dust on top of one of the bookshelves. Anyway, when I found the journal I milked it for information, obviously little Thomas did not want to cooperate, but it was not too hard to ¡°persuade¡± him after all I was the only person currently alive to know about all the horcruxes he made as well as their location. So, once I made it clear that he did not want me as an enemy he quietly cooperated. He didn¡¯t really have a choice he was just a piece of a soul stuck in a journal. He was a bit reluctant at first but when I promised to get him back into Hogwarts in the hands of a first-year student he got a lot more enthusiastic. I spend around a year with the journal and I have to say, I already knew that Voldemort was a genius, but I clearly underestimated him, I mean the extent of his knowledge, even at the tender age of sixteen was very impressive to say the least. The most important pieces of information I manage to get from him though are first of all how in the hell he managed to create seven horcruxes, I mean he was the first person in recorded history to ever succeed in making multiple horcruxes. Even though I do not plan to ever make horcruxes myself, this is still very valuable knowledge. And the second and maybe the most important thing I wanted to know was what spell he used to curse Marvollo Gaunt¡¯s ring. I needed that information for multiple reasons first of all I had just created a space ring and I did not want anyone to use it except me, obviously I will need to modify the curse as it usually kills anyone who dares to wear it, so I had to change that. After all we can''t really have some thieving students just drop dead in the middle of school, even If I didn¡¯t directly kill them I would still be sent to Azkaban for some time until they finished their investigation and they would most likely destroy the ring afterwards. I planned for it to petrify anyone who wears it except me, the curse would be weaker, but it would still retain the same characteristic of getting gradually stronger with time, so even if the perpetrator ate some mandrake restorative draught, or even if someone conveniently knew a counter curse, they would only be able to momentarily delay the curse. The other reason is that well I want that ring, I mean Marvollo Gaunt¡¯s ring has the resurrection stone, so obviously I want to have it. I mean I don¡¯t really have anybody I want to talk to but having it would advance my research about souls by decades. But I also need Dumbledore to be cursed so I need to leave a copy behind, otherwise the future would undergo a massive shift and I would no longer be in control of anything. Another and maybe the most crucial piece of information I wanted to get from him was how to fuse with other magical creatures. You see after his resurrection Voldemort looked a lot less human, he almost had a snakelike appearance. Now nobody really knew why, I mean sure a part of it was because of the horcruxes. One of the side-effects of creating a horcrux is the "dehumanising" effect the mutilation of one''s soul is said to have. The more Horcruxes one creates, the less human they become, both emotionally and physically; for example, in the house-elf Hokey''s memory Tom Riddle is initially shown to be hollow-cheeked but otherwise normal, though ten years later his features look as if they have been burned and blurred, and his skin is extremely white. So yes, horcruxes change your appearance but they make you look closer to death, Voldemort in Hokey¡¯s memory looked more like a corpse than a snake. So there had to be another reason, I mean I know I was kind of grasping at straws here since Voldemort would spend the next twenty or so years looking like a corpse, but I was hoping he already had some information on the subject when he was sixteen. But sadly, he had nothing, I was a little doubtful at first, but I know it¡¯s more wishful thinking than actual doubt. Anyway, now that everything is ready it is time for me to get my stone. chapter 5 sticks and stones CHAPTER 5 I spent the next few days casting the imperius curse on every hobo I could find until I was sure I could do it perfectly. See the imperius curse, if cast improperly, can leave the victim¡¯s mind a little addled so it is very important to practice before you use it for anything important, I mean if Hagrid were to lose his mind I would lose that little bit of control I have on the future, and that would be very annoying to say the least. And its not like anybody would really care if a few hobos lost their mind a little. Well then let¡¯s get started. It¡¯s such a shame ipods don''t exist yet, this whole operation would be so much cooler with some background music. I mean I know that everybody always talks about how great the 90''s were and everything but really, it¡¯s pretty boring, I mean it¡¯s 1991 for god¡¯s sake. Anyway, that is not important, I need to focus if I want this to work. Okay so here''s the thing, my end goal here is to acquire the stone before it gets to Hogwarts so that means i only have a limited amount of time to act. So, the first option was to break into the vault at Gringotts and steal it there. But that plan, is so ridiculously full of holes it just isn''t viable. Option two is to pretend to be Hagrid and make take the stone there "legally" but once again it wouldn''t work because goblins can see through magic so that plan was shit also. Option three was to wait until they got separated at Ollivanders and then stun Hagrid, steal the stone and erase his memory, but that is impossible also because there are too many witnesses around. And the last option, which was to wait until they leave for the train station is also impossible because all that rewriting their memory would take too much time and we would miss the train, and that would pretty much put me under a spotlight. And that¡¯s when it hit me, I don''t need to steal it from them. I mean I had been so busy thinking about how and when to steal the stone that I was unable to think outside the box. If I can''t steal it from them I just had to have Hagrid give it to me. So, here''s the plan, first of all to get dobby to pretend to be me, it wasn¡¯t going to be too hard as I usually almost never left my room, the hardest part would be for him to accompany the Malfoys all the way to the train station. Then I had to find the Dursleys and stalk them a little, I rewrote the memories of some elderly people nearby and made them believe I was their grandchild on a visit, so all I had to do was play the waiting game. It finally happened, it took a few days, but finally good old Vernon Dursley has had enough of all those letters and they are finally moving out. Okay so here¡¯s the real plan, so I realized that it would be impossible to steal the stone from Hagrid after he left the bank, wayyyy too many things can go wrong, that option just isn¡¯t viable. So, if I can¡¯t take it myself and I can¡¯t seal it from them then there really was only one option left, they had to give it to me. But for them to give the stone to me I had to do my best to ¡°convince¡± them, if you know what I mean. My plan was simple, find Hagrid, cast the imperius curse on him and Harry, and I suppose the rest is pretty much obvious right?This story originates from a different website. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. Anyway, I have no idea where Hagrid is at the moment, I could use Lucius¡¯s authority as a member of the board of governors to find out but it would be very stupid and highly suspicious. I mean seriously, Lucius Malfoy is an ex-death eater, so if he just so happened to be tracking Hagrid mere days before he went to retrieve the philosopher stone it would make Dumbledore so suspicious he would probably send a few extra teachers with Hagrid just in case. Or even worse the retrieval of the stone could be delayed by a few hours and Voldemort would come back to life, and I would be saying goodbye to my ambitions. No that would just be a terrible idea, but, even though I may not know where Hagrid is right now, I already know where he will be in the future. See anyone who has read the books, or at least seen the first movie, knows that after Vernon ¡°loses his mind¡± he and his family leave their home and start living in and I quote ¡°what looked like a large rock way out at sea. Perched on top of the rock was the most miserable little shack you could imagine¡± Anyway, I have no idea where said shack is, but I do know that Hagrid and Harry will meet each other there for the first time. So, all I have to do is just follow the Dursleys and deal with everything then and there. ¡­¡­. I know everybody kinda ¡°knows¡± how the Dursleys hate Harry but I think everybody is underestimating them a little bit because¡­ I mean if you could see the miserable way they are willing to live just to prevent Harry from going to school¡­. I mean¡­. Damn I¡¯m literally speechless. I mean that little shack is full of holes, its dusty, cold and humid as hell and yet for some reason Vernon is smiling like he just won the lottery. I mean hey sure all they have to eat are four bags of chips and four bananas but hey at least they have this crappy shack to live it. I mean fuck me they¡¯re all freezing, and they don¡¯t have anything to light a fire with. He tried to start one, but the empty chip bags just smoked and shriveled up. And the first thing the bastard says is "Could do with some of those letters now, eh?" with a smug smile on his face, I mean fuck me what is wrong with that guy. Anyway, let¡¯s forget about them or I will lose my mind. Anyway, Hagrid and Harry won¡¯t leave before tomorrow morning anyway so let¡¯s sleep for a few hours first. I set up one of those space tents on the other side of the island and set up a few wards to remain undetected I don¡¯t know if this would help against a real teacher, but Hagrid got expelled during his third year and is here to get Harry anyway so it¡¯s not like he is going to be looking for me anyways. So, this should be more than enough to remain hidden. ¡­¡­.. It¡¯s three in the morning and I just woke up, I think its about time to get to work. I make sure to not make any noise as I open the door of the shitty little shack and soon find my target Hagrid sleeping profoundly on the collapsed sofa. After cursing both him I gave him some simple orders and I left. The orders were simple, he had to go to Gringotts and get both the stone and money for Harry¡¯s supplies, buy the stuff a student would need and meet me in an alley while Harry was buying a wand. I didn¡¯t make my commands too specific because I still need Hagrid to act like Hagrid, it would be annoying if he started to act differently all of sudden and attracted too much attention. Once I was done with that I started working part two of the plan. I returned to my tent, grabbed my stuff and got back to base. It took me a few hours to make the fake memory, it wasn¡¯t a very long memory, it was about 4 minutes long and was just a memory of Hagrid leaving olivanders and buying Hedwig, pretty insignificant right, yet it too so much time to make it, its just ridiculous. Anyway, it¡¯s all in the past so who cares. Next all I had to do was buy Hedwig and wait for Hagrid in the alley, I had no idea when he would show up, so I had to wait for him for more than an hour. Obviously, I didn¡¯t wait for him in the alley, I could so easily get kidnapped, I was reading some books at Flourish and Blotts waiting for Harry and Hagrid to come buy the necessary textbooks. Once I saw then I went to the alley and about ten minutes later hagrid showed up, now all I had to do was cast a gemino curse on the stone, put the original in my ring and the copy in his pocket, I quickly erased his memory and implanted the fake one, gave him Hedwig and undid the imperius curse and voila. It was the perfect crime, next time I might rob a bank. Jokes aside I was feeling so good once it was all over with, I mean I was so stressed I couldn¡¯t even eat. Now that it was all over all I had to do was get back to the manor and switch with dobby I was still flying high on my success when I got home. I mean so many things could have gone wrong and the timing was so strict I mean damn. Anyway once I got home a had a hearty meal, you have no idea how hungry now that I was free of all that stress.