There's a Bit of Madness in us All

by Storm34

Summary:

What if since Harry was blood adopted, he still got the Black madness? What if the Black family was really innocent (or as innocent as they can be)? Follow Harry as a chaotic little shit who was raised basically by a snake and two gods who don't know what age appropriate is.
As he grows up and collects people both to make his madness not as bad, but also because he can't help it. He never had friends or family so he will be holding them close and never letting go. Not without a fight.

Notes:

Yes this is a really long start, others probably won't be as long,

"" With italics = parsel tongue

Chapter 1: The beginning

Notes:

I edited the ending a bit, added a bit more as to why the wills would be read in the next chapter (not a full reason as why they weren't read, but always blame Dumbledore, obviously x3)

number 4, Privet Drive in Little Whinging, held a perfectly normal family. The Dursleys according to all the neighbors only had one son. Only one child lives in the house from everyone's knowledge.

Unknown to them, they have a pretty interesting secret.

Harry Potter.

Ever since Harry could remember he had voices in his head. Sometimes they were too loud and took over, but Harry was always there with them so it was okay. Harry was told it's his madness. He knew he couldn't control it. That's what Lord Death and Lady Magic told him, or Morte and Cassandra as they liked to be called (even though Harry just calls them Mum and dad, they've been with him since he was 3 and helped raise him so he didn't care they weren't actually his parents). He adapted to it and worked with it since that's all he could do.

Morte and Cassandra always do help pull him out of what they call his “episodes”, one time he heard them whisper about it being the black madness. He tried asking, but both his parents were evasive and never fully answered, but Harry could read between the lines and just assumed it might've been a hereditary thing.

Morte was both Harry's mentor and dad. Morte taught Harry about things he knows he would've never heard about anyways from his muggle relatives. He was taught some “pureblood” etiquette, some of his family history, what's expected of him in the wizarding world, and some magic lessons both in practice and theory. He was told he was too young to actually start Necromancy. 

Harry, however, was already able to see and hear the ghosts that don't have enough energy to materialize and can summon small animal skeletons.

He was also told what topics to avoid talking about in public, not that Harry really cares about that. He is himself and will continue to be with his shoulder length wavy hair, sharp chin, and heterochromia. Just added to his list of freakishness that his relatives hated. He has one bright green eye and one hazel eye. 

His hair always grew back the same length no matter how much his aunt tried to get rid of it.

He knew his aunt and uncle hated him, but he did try to be on his best behavior. This never did work given all the scars and wrongly healed broken bones he has. 

Currently, Harry is in the forest that's behind his house.

“hellloooo, I got out again! Mama D!” Harry hissed out to get his friends' attention. When he was 3, he befriended a lot of snakes making a little pack.

A hoard of snakes start to appear following behind what Harry learned was a magical type of snake and quickly claimed being the leader of the hoard of snakes, which was pretty easy since the the rest of the snakes were muggle and didn't have the same power as Mama D, or just plain D to the other snakes.

D is a magical very poisonous Boa Constrictor. She told Harry long ago she escaped from a magical snake breeder. She is dark green with black markings.

“hatchling! Guess what I found out today?” Harry looks at her in interest since D has always told him she will take him to the magic world if she could ever figure it out. Mort and Cassandra only taught him how to use his abilities and not stand out so he will definitely be using it if that's the news she brings. “What is it mama D?”

Harry can just feel her smirk. “The garden snake you call Liz saw a human who felt off to her go to the magic side. The human asked the keeper of the desk if she could let him through and he went through the wall! It's at the library you oh so love”

Harry's eyes widened in awe. “really?! Do you think Mum and Dad will take me? If not, will you, I promise to hide you better!” Harry whines out. The last time he tried to take D somewhere, other kids tried to get her cause he made her into a smaller snake to hide her easier. 

If snakes could glare, D would be glaring. Just in that moment as if called, Morte and Cassandra appeared.

“Hey my little Crow, what are you up to?” Morte says, raising a brow as Harry looks up at him innocently. 

“Daaaad, you know I love you riiiight?” Harry says, already giving puppy dog eyes at Morte’s unimpressed look. “...what did you break?” Harry gasps in offense. “I was 5! I'm sorry, but I'm 7 now so nothing” he smiles innocently which just made Morte raise his brow more. 

“Welllll, I was wondering if you two would take me to the wizarding world…Liz found a way that would be popular and no one would be the wiser pretty much” he gives more puppy dog eyes.

Morte and Cassandra look at eachother. Morte looks unimpressed while Cassandra is definitely falling for Harry's puppy dog eyes. Harry knew at least she was weak for them so he can use it to his advantage.

“Mmmm, do you promise to stay near us and that you won't accidentally do the magic we told you not to do in front of people?” Cassandra says looking at Harry now. Harry instantly brightens up.

“I promise! Mama D will also be there and it's not like the Dursley's will notice they're out of town”

Morte sighs

“You sneaky crow, you definitely snuck out” Morte deadpans, being met with an innocent look.

“..fine. but only because you need practice keeping yourself at bay.” Morte grumbles. Harry's eyes instantly brighten. “Yay! Thank you dad!” He quickly hugged Morte. 

He lets go and happily watches Morte and Cassandra morph into what looks like a perfect couple. 

Morte morphed into a tall man with a bulky build. He had ashy hair and brown eyes now. Harry snickered as Morte took the chance to dress fashionable as possible.

Cassandra morphed into a short kinda woman that has a bit of chub. She has long white hair and black eyes. She also took the chance to dress as fashionable as possible. 

Morte has on dress robes while Cassandra has a starry dress on. Their outfits match and Harry can't help but roll his eyes.

Harry has been to the library multiple times and all the librarians all know him by name. The librarians have also been teaching him muggle subjects and lessons so he is pretty far ahead. He lied that his parents didn't have enough money to send him to school, and they felt guilty and very easily believed him since all he wears are big ratty clothes that barely fit him.

Morte and Cassandra both are invisible to mortal eyes till they reveal themselves, so they just walk behind Harry as he shyly goes to the front desk putting on his best innocent act. 

“Hey Mrs. Fritz, I have a question” he says, not meeting her eyes. She looks at Harry with a raised brow. Harry is her favorite kid admittedly and she doesn't know why he looks so shy now.

“Yes kiddo? Is something up?” She has always thought something was wrong with his house life but Harry never asked and she had no reason to push. Mostly since she didn't wanna lose Harry by pushing.

“Could you open the wall up for me?” He says looking up at her with his head tilted. Her eyes widened a bit. She thought she could feel magic from him, but she wasn't sure. She gives a soft smile.

“Of course kiddo, you have someone meeting you?” Harry nodded. “Yeah, apparently I have a family who wants to meet me” he says like he's in awe so he can really sell it. 

Mrs. Fritz gives a now softly sad smile, something flashing in her eyes. Before Harry could try to decipher it, she tapped on the wall with a stick (probably her wand) and he watched intently so he didn't have to ask next time.

The wall opens up and Harry walks through looking around in awe. He's never felt this much magic ever.

He was going to start to wander, but Morte and Cassandra quickly stopped his attempt and made themselves visual so it doesn't look like a child is walking by themselves. They know the person would think Harry is an easy target, but both would bet the person would end up dead. 

Harry pouts as Morte and Cassandra lead him (and D who was shrunk and wrapped around in Harry's shirt) to Gringotts.

Harry looks at the guard goblins in interest, giving them a polite nod which makes the goblin look at him weird and with interest. 

Harry, Morte, and Cassandra walk past, Morte trying to push Harry to go faster.

Harry huffs as he stops paying attention to the adults talking and takes a moment to peer around the bank in curiosity. There were many different witches and wizards. 

A woman with black hair with blonde underneath got his attention and he didn't know why, so he quietly moved away as the adults were distracted by the goblin.

He doesn't understand it, but something in him is screaming his, which is how he is now standing in front of the lady with a tilted head.

The lady looks up and raises a brow, before her eyes widen. Unknown to Harry, every time he was in a madness episode, his eyes turned black with specks of his true eye colors.

Narcissas's eyes got calculating as Harry spoke.

“Hello Mrs.” Harry had a bit of a crazed smile now. Before Narcissa could answer, the people who she saw Harry with called for him, making his eyes return to normal. He blinks and pouts, “sorry Mrs but I have to go now” 

“ Narcissa Malfoy” Harry smiles at the ladies name. He can't explain it, but something in him is just screaming mine. “Nice to meet you, hope we can meet again, maybe not- they might put me on a child leash next time” Harry says rolling his eyes. That's when he looked at Narcissa again. “Oh right! Before I go, Harry Potter, now bye!” Harry is oblivious to how Narcissa is looking at him in shock now as he runs to meet back up with his parents (for all intents and purposes) calling for him a second time sounding more worried.

When Harry gets back to Morte and Cassandra, Morte instantly holds his hand with a glare. “Harry. We talked about you wondering off” Morte hissed in anger. Harry pouts “but- there was a lady who felt like mine!” Harry says whining. 

Both Cassandra and Morte looked at each other sighing. “Harry. You'll get more information soon okay? Let's just get through this and you might meet them again” Morte said softly rubbing Harry's back as he was pouting.

Morte looked at Harry with an unimpressed stare as Harry and his parents were guided to the Potter's account manager. 

Griphook was moving in his seat a bit nervous. Goblins can feel all kind of things and the two with this Wizard definitely weren't normal so he doesn't want to push his luck.

“Before we continue, come here child. Your… guardians claim you are a Harry Potter. You wouldn't believe the amount of imposters we get” Griphook says in a snarl.

Harry quickly gets up and goes over. He takes the knife with no questions and waits for Griphook to tell him what to do. “Hm. Interesting. Anyways, just cut and put three drops onto this parchment. I was told to make sure it was an inheritance test so make it quick”

Harry quickly does what he was told and watches in fascination as he watches the blood slowly drop from his palm. After the three drops land, the cut heals up.

Griphook takes the test, his eyes darkening as he looks at it. He silently gives it to Harry and his guardians to look at.

 

Name:

Harry James Potter-Black, Creature: Crow

 

Parents:

James Charlus Potter (Sire) (dead) creature: crow

Lily Juliette Potter (Barer)(dead) wixen

Sirius Orion Black III (Beta) (indisposed) (father blood adopted)

 

Godparents:

Remus Lupin

Severus Snape

Narcissa Malfoy

 

Core:

Gray

 

Family Lines:

Potter 

Ravenclaw 

Peverell 

Slytherin (right of conquest)

 

Enchantments:

Master of Death 

Loyalty geared to: Albus Dumbledore, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Light Cored Magicals, Gryffindor House, Order of the Phoenix

Hatred geared to: Slytherin House, Dark Cored Magicals, the Black Family

Glamour to look solely like James Potter (broken)

Natural Occlumency/Legilimency(blocked then broken)

Creature traits Blocked

Core blocked

Black Madness blocked (broken)

Metamorphosis blocked (30% broken)

M ail block

 

Harry doesn't get what most of it means, but it doesn't sound good and Morte and Cassandra seem extremely angry which tells him even more it's not good.

“I know what some of this means, but can you help me understand more of it? Specifically more about the enchantments- I think I can make sense of everything else”

Griphook sighs but nods and starts to explain it in detail (author isn't sorry I'm getting lazy)

Harry is a bit horrified to find all this out.

Griphook sighs, “before we can commence anything else, I'm going to get our best healers for you”

Harry raises a brow. “What's the price?”

Griphook chuckles, “for this one time free of charge for…Goodwill.” He gives a toothy snarl look but Harry smiles back knowing it's just a smile. 

“Okay!” Griphook chuckles and gets other goblins in and starts to talk to them. The female goblins nod and lead Harry to the healing chamber.

“So first, we are going to have someone conduct a full health scan on you, it will help you later in sure” Harry looks a bit confused, but shrugs, going along with it. He lets the goblins do what they need to. The healers are kinda impressed and pleasantly surprised since they don't get good Wizards often.

After the scan, one of the healers leave with his scan and the other sets Harry up.

“This will hurt, won't it?” He sighs. The healer gives a pitying look which gives Harry all he needs to know. 

The ritual starts, as he screams passing out.

-With Mort and Cassandra-

The healer goblin was angrily talking about how wixen are a disgrace all while both Mort and Cassandra are angry at seeing what they already knew.

It still hurts to see how big this childs roll was. Harry was only 7.

Cassandra has to excuse herself so she won't cry in front of one of her own creations. She made the goblins (like most creatures) and she refuses to cry here.

Morte sighs watching Cassandra disappear. “..do you have any good recommendations for lawyers? Also the Potter will has never been read so look for it. Also, do call what remaining Blacks that you can here. I know well that there are still some alive” Morte smirks as the goblin gets uncomfortable.

“I can get that lawyer Lord Morte also yes, it would be in this child's best interest to get away from whatever environment he lives in now” the female goblin says with a hiss as she goes to get everything started.

Morte sits on a chair and sighs. He will just have to wait till Harry is up to give his consent to meet the family he never really had. He knows that there are a good amount still alive. The Malfoys, Andromeda, Bellatrix (though she's also in prison), and Sirius (also in prison). 

Morte sighs and hopes he can get this all settled or at least let the Black get their claim on their kin. Wixen always let people go to their families.

Just not Bloody Dumbledore. Morte has great plans for him in the afterlife.

Griphook comes back into the room with a harsh look on his face. "Just to add to your list of what we need to get through, the Potter will has never been read. There would've been a document if it was."

Morte just groans at the prospect of more work. He wonders just how much slipped through the cracks.

Chapter 2: The Black Family

Notes:

I hope you appreciate me actually trying to make a goblin scene (lighthearted) hope you like the chapter

 

(I did edit a bit so it flows with the first chapter that I edited better)

Harry starts to wake up with a groan. His body feels very sore, but somehow lighter. 

The healer goblin in the room instantly went over. “How are you feeling kiddo?” She asked gently as she gave him some potions to feel better.

“more floaty,” he can't help but giggle a bit, his eyes starting to turn black, “he's a right bastard~” his voice sounded a bit hysterical. 

The healer goblin just sighs and pats Harry's head. “Well, we got you more or less fixed up, would you like to send a letter to get family members to come and meet you?” Harry's head snaps to her with a bit of a crazed smile. “Yes. Mine, have to meet mine!~” he says in a bit of a giggle since he isn't too lost in his madness at the moment.

The healer goblin nods and gently helps Harry up and helps him get dressed in way better clothes than he came in with (goblins care about the young thank you very much). She also has a list of potions that Harry has to take since it isn't too late to turn around his health yet.

She gently leads Harry who is just giggling to himself at the moment.

Morte sighs when he sees Harry. “He didn't try anything right?” He asks the healer with a raised brow. “Nope, he was a good patient,” Harry gets his hand back and quickly goes to Morte, attaching himself to Morte. The healer chuckles and gives Morte Harry's regiment to get better.

“She said I get to meet mine!” Harry says in a giggle. Morte raises his brow and looks at the healer. “He means that I asked him if he wanted to meet more of his family, and he said yes.” She says in a sigh smiling (more looks like toothy snarl still). 

Morte nods, “I had to ask him anyways, I'm assuming you already put out the order and however you do it?” The healer nods and takes her leave.

Morte sighs. He doesn't know how to get Harry to get more sane. All that he and Cassandra can do is not get him at least calmed down or see reason (as much reason as a crazy person can but eh). “Hey Harry, what if you start to calm down? You're gonna meet Family right? You don't wanna get them scared of you” 

That instantly makes his eyes go back to his regular one bright green and one hazel eye. “No! I want them to like me…I hope they do.” Harry says stiffing up now. Morte has a gentle look now. “Hey, they will love you. You are quite the loveable little shit.” Harry giggles as he snuggles into Morte's side. Morte is rubbing Harry's back to help soothe.

"Just so you know, apparently a will meeting is for today too, apparently, there is many things that slipped through the cracks here." Morte says as he rolls his eyes.

Harry nods, as he nuzzles into Morte more. That's when Narcissa and Andromeda both come in with a very interested look. Both got a letter that a client of theirs has just found out he is apart of the Black family and it's imperative that they get there as fast as they can. 

Harry gets off Morte and gives a bit of a bow and looks up at them nervously. He instantly recognizes Narcissa. “Hello again Mrs. Malfoy!, and hello, I'm Harry Potter-Black” he says looking to the ground holding out his small hand out.

“I'm Andromeda Tonks, it's nice to meet you kiddo” she has to just push away the shock. Dumbledore has been spreading that Harry's life was good. What she is looking at now is a kid who's definitely been malnourished. She is going to have some words with some people later. She gently takes Harry's hand with a smile. Harry looks up and smiles back as he shakes her hand back.

Griphook comes back into the room with BloodAxe, the Blacks account manager. Both Narcissa and Andromeda bow their heads a bit and take a seat in the chairs that popped up for them.

“Since the Blacks don't have a Lord, you guys will have to decide who cares for the boy. Also, would you like to get the Blacks regular lawyer to help in Sirius's case? There seems to have been no trial, and I'm told there will be some new evidence.” Bloodaxe says to at least fill in both Narcissa and Andromeda. 

Both of them nod as Griphook looks at Harry holding the heir rings and a lordship one. “Do you want them here for this part?” Harry nods. He just found out he has more family who actually wants him. Morte nods as well since he could see Griphook looking at him for permission. Both Women noticed this, they were wondering who this man was that had their nephew.

Griphook opens the cases showing Potter, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin heir rings. “Once the ring accepts you, you will be the heir to these lines.” Harry nods happily. Glad for the simple and short explanation. He puts on the rings one by one feeling the family magics wash over him in acceptance. He was very happy with his feeling. 

“The Peverell Lordship will be given to you when you are of age or emancipated” Griphook states as he puts away the Lordship ring. Harry pouts but nods. He looks at his rings in fascination as they merge into one. The Potter ring showing. 

Narcissa and Andromeda were watching with interest. They have been whispering to each other and ultimately decided that Harry should go with Narcissa since her house should be safer and she has a kid around Harry's age. 

Narcissa looks at Morte, “Hello I'm Narcissa Malfoy, what type of relationship do you have with my nephew?” She is glaring a bit.

“I guess I helped to raise the little shit and he calls me and my partner mum and dad. So, you will probably be seeing us quite a bit. I'm Morte and my partner is Cassandra.” He doesn't want to give anything away since that's Harry's right. “Oh also, since you are taking him in, I do hope you have a big yard. Harry lets just say, has a big collection of snakes” He says with a grin.

Narcissa sighs, “I just hope they won't go after the peacocks.” She is already committed to keeping Harry and she guesses the snakes he has.

“Ooo! Thanks for not letting me forget! The rest would've definitely been sad” Harry says as D slithers back onto Harry still made to look tiny. 

Narcissa looks in interest. “Speaking of! Meet Mama D! She's always been there” Harry says happily as the snake just hisses at Narcissa. “She said hello” that had Narcissa look at Harry with a brow raise.

“I can talk to her and understand her” he smiles like that's the most normal thing in the world. To him, it is, but to the wizards in Britain it's not. 

“Hm, very interesting dear, would you like to go to the place you are staying so we can collect your stuff?” She says with a smile, but she's very much planning on using this information for later. She was given his health regime and his history they just took and she's not pleased.

Harry happily nods. “Wills first!” He looks at Griphook expectantly since Griphook said it will be after the rings. Griphook rolls his eyes a bit and gets the wills out. It's a ball that has his parents on the screen. He can't help but get a bit teary eyed since he's never seen them before.

His dad (or apparently Sire) is on screen first.

 

Is this on?...oh! It is

I, James Charlus Potter-Black, am making this will in a clear and good mental state. If I die and my lovely partners, Lily Potter-Black and Sirius Potter-Black, are still alive, I want everything I own to transfer to them. If we are all somehow dead or indisposed, Merlin forbid, I want everything to go to my little fawn, Harry James Potter-Black.

I do want Remus Lupin to Get Summer Cottage. He's always loved it there. I also leave Vault 231 to Him. Yes I will give you money even from beyond the grave you idiot. I've even made sure the vault would keep growing, James says as he smirks. You deserve it, Moons, and I won't take no for an answer. I wish I could leave Harry to you as well but the government. James sighs, pouting.

If we are murdered during the war or somehow die, our secret keeper is Peter Pettigrew. Not my lovely husband Harry pretends to gag a bit as his dad gives an air kiss to someone off screen I repeat. Peter Pettigrew is our secret keeper. I don't think he ever would, but legally I'll have to say it so James shrugs.

If I am or can't take care of our son for whatever reason, he should first go to Sirius Potter-Black, then Lily Potter-Black if both are still alive, then Narcissa Malfoy, then..I guess Severus Snape. 

His dad has a scrunched up face, and Harry can't help but chuckle.

Since they are his godparents they get rights first. After that, if both those two can't because apparently the wizarding world is racist against my best friend…hey! A hand hit his shoulder he should go to any one in the Black family, including the Tonks, as long as they are right in the head, the Longbottoms, Minerva McGonagall. After that literally anyone except Albus Dumbledore.

To whoever gets Bambi, they will get funds to make sure they can pay and give our son the life he deserves. Also Hogwarts is already paid for so Bambi will have a place there.

As a message to my son who is hearing this hopefully as an adult after we raised him. We all love you. We will never stop loving you. You could burn the whole world down and we would still love you. I want you to stand up for what's right for you. Just know, I, your mom, and your papa, will always love you and follow you to the ends of earth no matter what you choose. You will always matter. Also sorry if I wasn't able to teach you about being a crow if you got my genetics

 

After his dad is done, a woman gets in front of the ball. Harry is crying a bit. His dad's message filled up a doubt he didn't even know he had.

 

Real smooth. You might sleep on the couch for that. There was a whine off screen and his mom rolled her eyes. She had a bit of tears welling up in her eyes.

I, Lily Juliette Potter-Black, am making this will in a clear and good mental state. If I die and my two idiots two voices protest as Lily smirks. Are still alive, I want everything I own to transfer to them. If not, gods forbid, I want everything I own to go to my baby boy, Harry James Potter-Black.

I leave my potion books and journals to Severus Snape. I forgave you a while ago, but I'm sorry for what it's worth. Make the world a better place 

If myself and James are killed in our home, Peter Pettigrew was our secret keeper. I want people to give him hell if this is the case. Originally it was going to be Sirius, but he thought that would be too obvious, so he got us to switch to Peter Pettigrew. Dumbledore knows since he's the one who casted the Fidelius Charm.

If I am dead, but my two husbands are still alive, Harry will obviously be going to them. But, if he can't for whatever reason, first try Narcissa Malfoy then Severus Snape as they are Harry's Godparents.

If they can't take him in, he should go to any one in the Black family, including the Tonks, the Longbottoms, Minerva McGonagall. After that literally anyone except Albus Dumbledore and my sister Petunia Dursley. Under no circumstances should my child go there. They will never accept him. Lily has to take a steady breath wiping her eyes.

To whoever gets my little crow, as James said, whoever gets our child will get funds and his schooling is already taken care of…please give my little Crow the life he deserves. I love him so much and he isn't even born yet Lily chuckles tearfully.

As a message to my child, I love you so much. Never doubt that for a second you hear? Your father's also love you so much and you mean the world. We would never be angry or upset about how you had to survive. We will always be proud of you.

 

Harry is crying. He's felt loved by Morte and Cassandra, it somehow feels different to hear it from his actual parents. He cuddles into Morte's side.

Narcissa and Andy (Andromeda) glare. “Can we please have those two parts copied and taken to our lawyer?” Narcissa says so sweetly but she's planning more Vengeance in her head.

Griphook nods and gets that started. “That should probably be all for today, I can owl you back here so the vaults can be audited and accounted for.” Narcissa nods and gets up motioning for Morte to follow her. Morte nods holding Harry close as Harry silently cries. 

“I'll take you to Harry's residence so we can get his- well pretty much just his snakes, but if you look at his living condition it would just be more proof” Morte says with a smirk as Narcissa raises a brow, but she follows Morte to the entrance that Harry and him got in from. 

He gives a nod to the Librarian who let them through as they pass. 

Narcissa keeps following, having a sense of dread for where this could be going. 

Morte leads her to number 4, Privet Drive. Morte softly hands Harry to Narcissa, which Harry just clings to. Narcissa doesn't like how light and boney Harry feels, but she keeps walking. Morte points to the cupboard under the stairs then walks off. Narcissa raises a brow, but as she looks around and sees no picture or proof that Harry lives here, she gets even more of a sense of dread.

As soon as she opens the cupboard door she freezes. On the door, there is “freaks Harry's room” on the door scribbled on with crayon. She looks into the cupboard and just feels her hatred growing. The cupboard is small with barely any light, there is a very small and old mattress breaking at the seams, a small pile of what looks like big ratty clothes and a few broken toys.

“Harry dear, do you need anything from here?” She sounds strained as she just keeps glaring at the little room. Harry looks, then shakes his head.

Narcissa closes the cupboard door and goes outside assuming the other snakes would be outside. Narcissa is being careful for D to not hurt the snake. D slithers off Harry, changing back to her normal size, and she slithers off. Narcissas's eyes widen, but she hopes D was getting the other snakes so she wouldn't have to ask Harry who's still crying a bit, there is a wet patch on her shoulder.

After a bit Morte joins her outside holding a miniature trunk and a letter/note with a very malicious smile. “More proof at your service, I'll give it to you when you are going to leave to get him settled in his new home, I'll also help you” she looks at Morte confused till a hoard of snakes slither out of the forest following D. 

“...yeah the help will be appreciated” Morte chuckles and let's the snakes get as close as they can. After everyone's ready Narcissa was about to ask how it will work, when Morte apparates them all to Malfoy Manor's apparition spot. 

“..well that was settled I guess.” Morte chuckles and nods. Narcissa invites him in as all the snakes follow D to the forest to make their new home. 

“Can I have him back and you can lead up to a spot? He's never been good at sleeping in new places” Morte sighs as Narcissa does give Harry back.

Narcissa leads them to a guest room, Harry being way too tired and drained out to meet the rest of her family yet. Morte nods as Narcissa says to get comfortable. Morte shuts the door and lays on the bed with Harry. 

He is softly singing, since Cassandra isn't here to, to get Harry to go to bed. 

As soon as Harry sleeps, Morte lays there sighing and thinking about how to work with the Malfoys to get Harry to a good place

Chapter 3: Ground work

Notes:

Should I try to make a court chapter or just skip over it? I'm not good at it but if you wish to see at least some of a court chapter I'll try it again

The next morning, Narcissa opens the door to Harry's room. Usually she would send a house elf, but she wanted to see how her new ears was.

She blinks at what she walked in on.

Harry is just cackling and not making any sense as Morte is restraining Harry to his lap. Narcissa knows all too well what different degrees of Black Madness looks like. Bellatrix always had a lot of it. She herself only has a small amount where it's barely noticeable till she's protecting her family.

Morte looks over at her. “...I wasn't kidding that he's a little shit. He's just stressed out from the new environment. I wasn't awake when he was”

Narcissa just gives a small smile, “don't worry, I have something that might help” Narcissa walks closer. She learned this trick from having to help her sister.

“Hey Harry, can you look at me?” Harry's head snaps to her with a crazed smile. His eyes black with flakes of his eye color in them. “Would you like to meet more of your family? We are yours aren't we? I have a son your age that will probably let you hug him if you're gentle” she says gently. It always worked with Bella. Hugging and petting family members' heads. 

Harry's eyes sparkle, “yes! I want to meet more of mine!” He is now just giggling, not cackling or squirming around anymore.

Morte's eyes widened a bit. It usually takes a bit longer to get Harry not cackling or trying to break free to cause havoc.

Narcissa makes a hand gesture for Morte to let Harry go. Morte shrugs letting Harry go. He trusts Narcissa’s advice, mostly since he knows Narcissa has it to.

As soon as Harry was freed, he jumped to Narcissa and attached to her arm. He was still giggling. He is waiting for Narcissa to lead him.

Morte gets up as well and follows behind as Narcissa leads Harry to the living room. She already briefed Lucius and Draco about the new ward and who Morte is. She also warned both that she thinks Harry has a high amount of the Black Madness, which was just confirmed.

As soon as Harry gets to the living room and sees another boy, he lets go of Narcissa and quickly goes over to Draco and pets his head. “Hi hi hi, I'm Harry Potter, you?” He says in a giggle. 

Draco's eyes widened a bit. Harry is actually just like aunt Bella when she's in an episode, so he lets Harry hug and let him not even have to look at what color Harry's eyes are. Lucius is on guard, kinda glaring at the situation.

“Hi Harry, can you hug me more gently? It hurts. I'm Draco Malfoy, your cousin” Draco says using that softer and gentle voice he always hears his mother use when aunt Bella is in an episode.

Harry immediately loosens his grip. “Sorry, are you okay? And it's okay to call you mine right?” Harry says, humming as he pets Draco's head. “What does that even mean?” Draco raises a brow trying to understand. “Oh! Just- Friends I think? I've never had any, we are family though so have to keep you safe, mine” 

Narcissa can't help but internally groan at that. Harry seems to have similar Black Madness that she has, about protecting people she cares about, to Bellatrix’s scale.

“Oh, then yeah, I am your family and I would love to be your friend!” Draco says happily. He's never really had a friend that wasn't just friends with him because their family makes them (at least in the beginning but they usually always turn into actual friendships) “oooo, Mother, is Harry joining my classes then?” Draco says excitedly. He wanted Harry to meet his other friends.

Draco has classes with Neville Longbottom, Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson, Blaise Zabini, crabbe and goyle boys as well.

“Well darling, we would have to ask Sev” Narcissa chuckles. She doesn't know what knowledge Harry has, so she looks to Morte.

“I did give him some lessons since he was 3, so it's probably better he has another teacher and can get friends” also so Morte doesn't have to deal with trying to teach a child about child appropriate things.

Narcissa nods and gets up to go and owl Severus since he was the one who teaches all the kids.

When Narcissa is gone, Lucius is just watching Harry and Draco. Harry has calmed down enough where his eyes are back to normal and he isn't attached to Draco anymore.

Draco and Harry were actually getting along great. Morte can't help but smile at Harry finally having a human friend even if he personally doesn't care for most humans.

“Well, I am going to leave now, I know Harry's in good hands and my love must be wondering where I am by now” Morte says getting up to excuse himself. 

Harry looks over and pouts. He knows Morte will come back just as Invisible, but he knows he has to make it seem real. So, Harry gets up and gives Morte a big hug before letting Morte go. He goes back to talking and playing with Draco. He loves his new family. They are his and he would never let anything happen if he can help it. His eyes flashing black as he keeps playing with Draco. 

~Days Pass~ (time skip because I wanted to put these in a chapter together instead)

Over the next few days, Harry has fully settled into his new home. He and Draco have become basically inseparable and bicker as if they have been raised together. 

He even introduced Mama D and his board of snakes to Draco. He's slowly starting to get better physically as well. Narcissa and Lucius have been making sure Harry's health gets better. 

He didn't hear much, but from what he was getting Narcissa and Lucius had been working with a lawyer to set up a case for one of his actual parents. He is kinda nervous to meet his papa. He talked to Draco about it and Draco just rolled his eyes.

“Of course he will love you. Who wouldn't Har! You are very kind even with the episodes and try your best” Draco takes to Harry. He couldn't help but wonder how different he would've been raised. 

Narcissa comes in and smiles seeing her boys cuddled into the sofa. “Hey boys, guess what? Your godparent Sev got back to me, and he would be willing to have Harry added into his lesson, so be prepared for next Monday” Harry looks at Narcissa very excited. “Okay! Thank you!”

She can't help but chuckle glad about how settled Harry seems to be. “Oh right, Siri's trial has also been set up, do you want to go?”

Harry freezes and thinks about it. He ultimately nods since he does actually want to meet his Papa. He knows he hasn't met him but he should surely be better then the Dursleys. 

“..yes. I want to see if I could maybe meet him, you are going to make sure he gets help right?” Harry says a bit worried. Narcissa nods.

He gives a soft smile, anxious and nervous for what his first class will be like.

Chapter 4: Meeting treasures and getting more trinkets

Summary:

Harry goes to his first class ever and gets friends and two special people

Notes:

Sorry, seasonal depression is ah, but here is this finished one.

Also, yes. I committed to having him be a crow, so I'm going to commit hard into the idea

Harry wakes up very early so he can get up and get ready for lessons with Snape and other kids and have enough time to make the Malfoys breakfast. He wants the family to like him really badly and he wants to earn his keep like the Dursley's said he had to do.

He gets up and kinda stumbles out of his bed in his excitement. He can't help but giggle as he almost falls, finding it funny for no reason. He gets off the bed with no incidents and goes to his closet.

He gets a simple nice shirt and sweatpants that Morte and Cassandra got him. Harry doesn't want to get his outfit he's planning on wearing for class dirty either.

Harry sneaks downstairs not making any noises. He has practice sneaking around and not disturbing anyone.

He gets to the kitchen seeing a house-elf for the first time. He looks at them with wide interested eyes.

“Hello- I'm Blinky, who might you be?” The elf looks at him with a raised brow.

“H-hello I'm Harry Potter in sorry” he looks down. 

“Oh! Hello little master, what are you doing up at this time? It's much too early” Blinky tsks.

“I'm Harry-” he says with a raised brow 

“We can't call you by just your name” she says looking offended

“I'm sorry” Harry looks down playing with his hands. Blinky sighs “It's okay sir Harry,” she says at least changing the title, “now why are you up at 6 am child?

“Oh I wanted to make breakfast, I'm 7 so I'm old enough to! And I wanna make sure they still want me” Harry looks away and keeps playing with his hands. Blinky makes a motion for one of the elves to get Narcissa up.

“...how about a compromise? I'll help” Harry looks like he wanted to argue, but he nods pouting. He's never had help in the kitchen before. 

“Okay can you get eggs, bacon, and a pan?” Harry asks shyly since he doesn't know where anything is in the kitchen. He watches as Blinky collects what he needs, noting where everything that Blinky grabs is for next time.

When Narcissa gets there, Harry and Blinky are arguing about who gets to use the stove.

“But why can't I? I've Always done it and it's a big part of making breakfast” Harry huffs out not noticing Narcissa is there yet.

“You will get hurt Sir! It's not good for little younglings to touch a hot stove.” Blinky noticed Narcissa. “Tell him mistress!” 

Harry turns quickly and sees Narcissa. She has a frown on her face and he gets tense. “Harry dear, I agree with Blinky, you shouldn't be touching something hot where you could hurt yourself” 

“But I have to earn my keep!” Harry huffs out starting to flap his hands upset. He's not getting why he can't just do what he's used to doing. 

“Hey kiddo, you don't have to earn anything, we already want you here” Narcissa says gently to try to defuse the situation.

Harry stomps his foot and is struggling to speak just making noises at this point. Narcissa sighs and gets to Harry's level and gently hugs him. “You are wanted here and you don't have to earn anything. How about since Blinky is here to watch you, you can use the stove okay? Just be very careful.” Harry nods sniffling, giving Narcissa a hug.

Narcissa didn't really like that she could feel how frail Harry's body is, but she doesn't comment on it. 

Harry wipes his eyes and goes to the stove. Narcissa watches as he uses the appliances with a skill that a 7 year old shouldn't have. 

Harry is moving with a grace that he shouldn't have at 7 being very careful as he did make a simple breakfast. Narcissa sighs as she's going to have to warn Draco and Lucius to be nice since Harry made it. 

Harry is happily humming as he cooks the eggs and bacon. He is very skilled with a knife. 

“Hey, your knife skills will help you in your classes so you have that” she says with a small smile not wanting to think about how many accidents it could've taken to get skilled at using a knife.

When Harry lifts up his sleeves Narcissa freezes. Both his tiny arms are filled with different sized scars.

“Harry, where did you get those?” She keeps her voice even to not spook Harry. 

He looks down at his arms. “My aunt and uncle” he doesn't elaborate, and Narcissa is getting some bad ideas, but she lets it go so she doesn't distress Harry.

“Okay kiddo” 

Harry happily hums oblivious to how concerned Narcissa is getting.

Eventually all the plates are ready and it's now 7 am.

Narcissa gets Blinky to wake everyone else up and tells her to make sure they know who made breakfast.

After breakfast, Narcissa sends both Harry and Draco away to get ready for Snape's lessons.

Harry runs upstairs to his room excited. He's never been to a school of any kind before.

He puts on the new outfit Narcissa got him.

After a bit, Narcissa takes both Harry and Draco to a space that they rent out for Snape.

They like having a place to drop Draco off for parent time, not that they would ever tell Draco that.

Draco instantly takes Harry's smaller hand and leads him in the classroom happily. “Mother brought us early so you can meet uncle Sev, she said she already told him all he needs to know, I don't really get that, but eh!” 

Harry chuckles at how excited Draco is. Draco drags him to Snape and he looks to the floor and holds out his hand as Draco excitedly introduces him.

“Nice to meet you Potter-Black, you may sit with Draco to learn the ropes but I don't accept funny business understood?” Snape says harshly mostly to make a point. He takes Harry's hand and shakes it.

Harry flinches a bit from Snape's tone, but nods as he shakes Snape's hand back then goes and sits with Draco. Harry takes the time to look at the small room that has a chalkboard, a teacher's desk, and multiple different cauldrons with seating around each.

“...arry! Pay attention to me!” Harry suddenly hears Draco loudly proclaiming. Harry can't help but chuckle. “Yesssss dray? I'm sorrrrry” 

Draco just keeps pouting. “Well it's imperative you listen to me! I want to tell you who comes to the class” he says huffing.

Harry gives a small smile. “Go on, tell me I would love to know”

“Well! There is Crabbe and Goyle, Theo, Pansy, Blaise, and Neville.” Harry nods as Draco mentions what the other kids' names are. 

He looks at where Draco points that the others usually sit. Usually who's next to Draco's side is Theo and Neville on one side, Blaise on his other, then Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy in front. 

Harry feels bad not wanting to take anyone's seat, but Draco wouldn't let him move. Draco took Blaise’s normal seat and Harry takes Draco's since Draco wanted the end. He would be next to whoever Neville is. 

That's when the door opens and an old woman and a boy comes in. Draco waves the boy over. Harry is utterly lost in his head, his eyes turning black with flakes of his eye color as he stares at the boy. He feels a strong sense of mine when staring.

“And this is Harry, Harry, say hi to Neville” he suddenly hears Draco say getting a shove since he was just frozen.

Harry makes a coo noise and instantly takes Nevile’s hand into his own. “Hello” Harry says shyly.

Neville raises a brow but lets Harry hold his hand since he's heard some things about the black madness from Draco. 

“hi, I'm Neville, nice to meet you,” he says in a gentle tone.

“Mine!” Harry says happily.

“...he means to be asking you to be a friend?” Even Draco sounded unsure of that one but it would have to do.

“Sure I will be glad to be your friend” Neville gives a small shy smile. Then suddenly, Harry dragged Neville into his lap and held him there

“Harry, I do need to be in my own seat Mr. Snape wouldn't let me stay here” Neville chuckles as Harry makes some small upset chirp noises.

He detached from Harry, but Harry held Neville’s hand tight. 

Neville just sighs as this will probably be his new normal. 

“So what do you like doing?” Harry asks in interest, looking at Neville intently.

“Well, I like plants a lot,” Neville says shyly, not used to Harry's seemingly more intense personality yet.

“Tell me about them” Harry says, his eyes turning back to normal since Neville agreed that he is his.

Harry watches as Neville starts to talk about plants. He was distracted by how Neville's eyes brightened up and just nodded along like he was actually listening. 

Eventually, another boy came in and Harry looked over and his eyes turned black again, he wanted that one too.

Neville noticed and couldn't help but chuckle a bit. “That's Theo, do you want to switch seats so you're in between us?”

Harry nods his head very fast and lets go of Neville's hand just to make the switch easier. 

As soon as he switched, he made sure to grab Neville's hand again. That's when the boy, who he learned was Theo, sat down and looked at Harry with an interested look.

“Hi! I'm Harry Potter, nice to meet you, you are mine now!” Harry said in a happy chirp. Neville facepalms, and Theo can't help but laugh in a bit of shock. 

“He means he wants to be your friend,” Neville added helpfully when Theo raised a brow at him.

“Oh, sure I don't mind being friends-” Theo looked as Harry preened and took Theo’s hand as well. Theo kinda flinched at the sudden grab but just accepted it.

Harry noticed and frowned but didn't wanna ask. His eyes turned back to normal when Theo agreed to be his.

“Any reason why you grabbed my hand?” Theo teased a bit but was genuinely curious. 

“Cause mine” Harry smiles like that answers everything. 

Theo just looks at Harry, but shrugs since he doesn't think he will get more of an answer.

More people got to Snape's class, but Harry asked them normally if they wanted to be friends, then would grin like they signed away their lives when the other person agreed. Which just further proves that Theo's and Neville's greeting meant something else. 

Eventually, the class starts and nothing really happens. Snape seemed a bit mean to Harry in the beginning, but it mellowed out into Snape looking at him with raised brows and curiosity.

At the end, Harry met and stubbornly made sure Neville's grandmother let Neville have contact with him. Neville's grandmother was a tough cookie.

“Oh also, listen to him more, he has a bruise on his neck so whoever is mostly with him seems bad” Harry says glaring at her. She looked offended that some 7 year old was suggesting what he was, but she did look and see that Neville does actually have a bruise. 

“.. thank you for your advice and concern.” She kinda says begrudgingly as she turns and leaves with Neville in tow who gave Harry a shy wave as he left.

Harry then went to sit on Theo's lap to wait for Theo's guardian to get here. Theo looked at Harry confused, but Harry just leaned onto Theo’s chest being small enough. 

“Whatcha reading?”

“Hogwarts a history”

“What's Hogwarts?”

Theo just looks at Harry and blinks like he thought it was a joke. But Harry just had that interested and confused look.

“Well, it's one of the many schools that kids usually go to based on tradition. There are many other schools, but a good amount go to Hogwarts because their parents did and it's the easiest to get into,” Theo shrugs at this. 8

“It's separated into 4 houses. Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Slytherins are known to be ambitious and cunning; Gryffindors' are known to be brave and reckless, really a book hero stereotype,” Theo says as he rolled his eyes. “Hufflepuffs are known to be kind and accepting, and Ravenclaws' are known to have any type of wit and want knowledge for knowledge's sake.”

Harry nods and listens. “So my parents went here?” Snape was walking past and stopped in his tracks looking at Harry. He thought he heard about his parents.

“Hm? From what I know yeah- James Potter was a Gryffindor and I think your mom was too?” Theo shrugs unsure.

“What about the third?”

Theo looks at Harry and blinks clearly confused.

“...what- when I went to the goblins and did the test thingy, it said I had 3, James, Lily, and Sirius” Harry says like it was normal information.

Theo just blinks at Harry. It was seemingly not common knowledge of his parents' relationship.

“...well- they were all Gryffindor-” Theo says with as much grace as a 7 year old can muster at surprising news. 

Harry looks at Theo like he gave him the world. He's never really heard much about his parents even from Morte and Cassandra. They were cryptic about his parents never giving full answers but would at least say what they were like, just no actual stories.

“Harry, just who were you living with before you got to the Malfoys?” Snape says intervening in the conversation. Especially since anyone Harry possibly should've gone to would have stories about all his parents. He was invited to James, Lily's, and Sirius's wedding.

“Hm? Oh, my mom's sister, apparently I was never supposed to go” Harry shrugs. He looks at Snape and sees him frozen before he has a sneer.

“That bumbling idiot.” Snape turns and walks away before Harry could ask any more questions*

“He's probably talking about Dumbledore, he teaches potions at Hogwarts. He only does this probably for extra money or for favors” Theo says to be helpful. Harry looks at Snape in interest. 

Snape was now blank face at his desk as he did paperwork.

That's when Theo's dad comes in, and Harry gets off Theo holding his hand as he drags Theo wanting to meet his dad.

Harry notices the same behavior he has from Theo and he doesn't like it, but he knows he's too young to do anything…yet.

“Hello sir, I'm Theo's new friend, I was wondering if we could steal him for the summer sometimes? I live at the Malfoys, I'm Harry Potter” he says with a sweet innocent smile. 

Theo looks at Harry surprised. He didn't know what Harry was planning but he didn't mind if he could avoid going to his aunt's or his aunt watching him.

"Oh? I will talk with the Malfoys” Theo's dad kinda waves him off like he was something insignificant.

Harry glares, his eyes turning black as he looks up to Theo's dad with a crazed smile. “I'm sure it will be fine” Theo's dad just blink's as Lucius puts his hand on Theo's Dad's shoulder.

“Thomas, what seems to be the problem? I have places to be and a son and ward to pick up” he says with an air of superiority.

“Lucius. Said ward is giving my son an open invitation this summer, would you like to back that up?” Thomas says, sounding tense, Lucius looks down at Harry and sees why. Harry's eyes are black and he has a cheshire like grin on his face. Lucius sighs.

“Then let it be true, I think my lovely wife prefers a sane ward instead of like her sister.” Lucius says hinting that Harry has the black madness in him. Thomas shivers having met Bellatrix. “Hm. So it seems you will have my son at times, I'll make sure to owl you dates I'm usually busy”

Harry giggles happily, his eyes turning back to normal as he looks at Theo still with a grin. “I can't wait to see you around them, mine!” Harry goes to Draco to get his stuff. 

Thomas just rolls his eyes and takes Theo's arm and walks away.

Harry and Draco go with Lucius, and Harry feels accomplished.

He's found his treasures, and made more friends to.

Chapter 5: Crow inheritance

Summary:

Harry gets his inheritance at a inconvenient time, but gets a sleepover out of it

Notes:

I like sassy Neville so-

Draco woke up with a start. He can hear Harry screaming.

Draco hazardly gets up and runs to Harry's room in a sleepy daze and with his blanket wrapped around him. 

“Are you okay?!” Draco yells worried. He's never seen Harry in pain.

Harry just keeps crying out in pain. He is thrashing and scrambling. His hair is sticking to his face from sweat. Tears streaming down his face as there is choking screams. 

Draco runs to get his mother.

Harry just keeps letting out choked sobs. Cassandra and Morte are by his side trying to lessen Harry's fears.

‘Honey, it's okay, you are finally healthy enough. You were supposed to have this transformation when you were 5.' Cassandra says harshly, but with sad eyes.

‘she's right kid, don't worry, this is normal, your body has enough energy to accommodate your creature transformation. It's okay kid, we are here and proud of you’ Morte says softly. 

Both Cassandra and Morte hug Harry close. This stops his thrashing, but he's still screaming in pain as his arms start to grow soft little feathers covered in blood.

Narcissa runs in, and starts to run diagnostics on Harry. Her panicked look slowly turns into a look of relief.

“Hey kiddo, it will be alright, I'll help you through this” Narcissa whispers as she caresses Harry's face, her movements syncing up with Cassandra's caressing.

Harry cries more and starts to scream. Narcissa quickly and softly turns Harry around. 

“Diffindo.” 

Harry's pajama shirt cuts open and Narcissa removes it fully off Harry. There on his back are two mounds.

“I would give you a pain potion but it won't help much I'm sorry” Narcissa does sound really apologetic.

“I want my treasures!” Harry screams out, his eyes turning black. His whole body feels on fire and so does his heart. He doesn't get it, but he just really needs his treasures. He caws and cries in distress.

Narcissa looks at Harry with a raised brow and tight look. She turns to Draco since he might know who that is. Her face softens as she sees Draco flinching and covering his own ears.

Narcissa goes over and hugs Draco close, rubbing his back. “I know this is a lot, little dragon, but do you know who he might be talking about?” She whispers gently as Harry keeps cawing and repeating that he wants his treasures.

Draco looks up, giving his mother a troubled look. “he is probably talking about Theo and Nev. He called them ‘mine’ and seemed really attached” Draco rushed out looking hopeful. Harry's head snaps to Draco hearing his treasure's names.

“Mine! I want mine!” sounding way more desperate.

Narcissa nods. “Thank you darling, can you get your father to stay with Harry? You should go back to your room if you need” she says gently as she caresses Draco's face. 

He gives a determined look and runs to get Lucius.

Harry just keeps cawing in distress. Narcissa goes to Harry and gently runs around the mounds that grew looking close to bursting.

“It's okay kiddo, I will get who I can okay?” She soothes as Harry keeps crying and whimpering.

Harry screams like he's being murdered as his wings finally spout out. His feathers are long and black, but covered in skin and blood. Narcissa can't help but wince, but is still rubbing Harry's back and giving gentle praises. She's glad Draco wasn't here to witness it. 

Lucius rushes in panting, but his face goes from concern to looking a bit green as he covers Draco's eyes from Harry's new wings. 

“Thank goodness, Lucius, can you and Draco make a call to the Notts to ask for Theodore? Then can you send a letter to lady Longbottom if her grandchild can come over either today, or tomorrow since the trail is tomorrow? You can make it seem like we'll babysit, Theodore can stay the night and can also be watched tomorrow” she says in a demanding time too worried to sound nicer.

Lucius just nods and takes the dismissal not wanting to stare at Harry's blood and skin filled wings. He drags Draco with him.

Narcissa lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding, and gently picks Harry up. Harry is still sobbing, but now he's making little upset click noises.

“Don't worry kiddo, I'm just going to help you clean yourself off” Narcissa soothes.

Harry clings to her. She can feel her shoulder getting wet. She softly rubs Harry's back as she carry's him to the bathroom.

He lets out coos of relief as Narcissa slowly washes the blood and gets their house-elf winky to gently pick out the skin.

“Later, I'm taking you to Gringotts. The Potters must have something that tells you how to take care of your wings and…” she looks at Harry's arms-feathers that are way softer than the wings.

“Just creature inheritance in general” she sighs. Harry's wings and arms are now cleaned off. Harry is clicking and way less tense sniffling now.

“Get me a towel please” Narcissa waves winky away. Winky comes back with a towel and Narcissa starts to gently and softly pat Harry dry. She is starting with Harry's wings.

He makes a caw noise every time she is accidentally too rough.

Eventually, he is all dried dressed. Narcissa cut holes big enough for Harry's wings to go through. 

Harry suddenly remembers that Narcissa was working on getting his treasures here, so after he was all dressed, he ran to his bed and started to fix it up. 

“Harry- what are you doing?-” Narcissa says a bit worried since she's watching Harry move away faster than he should be right now. He is making the bed into a little nest it seems. Harry is placing stuffed animals in random spots and some shiny jewelry that Narcissa gave him. 

He gets out of the makeshift nest with a smile and his little chest kinda puffed out happy with his work. “Best for treasures, do you think they will like it?-” he says, his voice a bit shaky as his chest defeats and he furrows his brows.

“Don't worry kiddo, I'm sure they will love it” she says with a small smile. Harry kinda plays with his fingers but nods. He kinda plays with his feet. 

That's when Lucius comes to the doorway with three kids towing before him. “I was about to convince Lady Longbottom to let Neville come over, and Thomas was all too willing” he says that last part with a sneer. 

Both Theo and Neville make their way into the room, both holding a little gift. Before they could say anything, Harry clicks happily and runs into both boys knocking them down.

“Harry- careful” Neville kinda whines out

“I came here to not be assassinated” Theo pouts.

Harry happily coos as he nuzzles into Theo and Neville, not hearing (flat out ignoring) their protests. 

“Show treasures nest!” He says happily getting up, dragging both Theo and Neville to their feet. He puffs out his chest and makes a gesture to his bed. 

Narcissa and Lucius chuckle as they watch. “See you boys in the morning for breakfast. Don't forget to get sleep” Narcissa chides as she leads Lucius and Draco away she shuts the door. She carrys Draco to bed. He whines but yawns and barely struggles falling asleep in Narcissas's arms. .

Harry nods and makes a shooing hand motion not paying attention to them, taking Theo and Neville to look at his bed(nest). He makes a hand motion towards his bed and looks at Neville and Theo expectantly.

“It looks great Harry! You did a wonderful job” Neville softly says. Theo nods in agreement.

Harry puffs his chest out and coos. He takes their hands and drags them into his nest and just nuzzles into them. Theo and Neville are being careful not to ruin anything. They hand Harry their small little gift they brought.

Theo got Harry a crow stuffed animal, and Neville got him a plain necklace that has a small moss agate stone. 

Harry food and quickly adds the crow into his nest and turns so Neville can help put the necklace on.

“On Nev!” He giggles.

Neville has an amused smile and puts the necklace on Harry.

“So I'm assuming that you like it?” 

Harry nods and his wings spread and wraps around Theo and Neville. 

Neville chuckles and goes more into Harry's side. Theo softly touches the wing being gentle as he inspects it. Instead of getting closer. Harry clicks to get Theo's attention.

Theo looks, and sees Harry's eyes are back to normal and he's pouting.

“Closer” Harry whines. Theo chuckles and gets a bit closer, but not as close as Neville got. 

Harry huffs but accepts it. “Thanks for coming, I needed treasures” his face kinda goes red and he plays with his hands not meeting either of their eyes.

“Hey, you are a new friend and–made some things better” Neville says softly back and hugs Harry's side. 

“I was probably going to be dropped off here tomorrow anyways, this just means I get more time to get to know you so,” Theo states as he shrugs. He pats Harry's shoulder.

“He's a liar, he's glad you could call on him toooo” Neville calls out 

“Hey! No one asked you, flower boy!” Theo huffs spitting his tongue out at Neville.

“Bookworm!”

“Pain in the butt!”

“Mister made to be Slytherin!”

“Resident Hufflepuff!” Theo says as he moved to the side Neville was on and messed up Neville's hair.

Neville pouts and messes up Theo's hair back. Harry moves his wings as he watches his treasures tease and poke each other. He tilts his head and has a blank face, his eyebrows furrowed together. He can't help but feel a longing he didn't even know he had. This is reminding him of the times he would watch Dudley and his friends play together.

He is pulled out of his thoughts when Neville whines and attached to Harry.

“Harry, save me from this evil Slytherin wannabe!”

“Oi! I am not a wannabe. If anything you are a Gryffindor wannabe!” Theo huffs, spitting his tongue out.

Harry can't help but blink, then just starts to laugh. This reminded him that he's actually a part of the group. He's not just watching in the background anymore. “First, be nice to each other,” he chides, “but besides that, can you tell me what houses you would wanna be in?” He tilts his head as he raises his brow at them.

“Well gran wants me to be a Gryffindor like my parents were-”

“Father will only accept Slytherin” Theo says huffs, not meeting their eyes.

Harry pouts. “That tells me what they want, not what you personally want or think”

“W-well, Hufflepuff might fit me, but you never really know till you're sorted” Neville says apprehensively and shrugs.

“..I can see Ravenclaw or Slytherin” Theo says softly looking up with a small smile.

“Oooo, those are very fair” Harry nods happily and grabs Neville and snuggles since he noticed Neville is way more cuddly than Theo is.

Neville happily hugs back, and Theo has a raised brow then a small smile.

“What about you Harry?” Theo hums.

“Hmmmmmm, I'm not sure!” Harry happily hums.

Neville and Theo chuckle. Theo slowly goes to Harry's side and lays on it. Harry happily coos and wraps his wings around them. Neville yawns and Harry tilts his head and lays down with Neville, making Theo lay next to him and in his wings still.

“You two can sleep, it is late” Neville cuddles in with no complaints yawning. 

“Hm. Be lucky I'm tired” Theo slightly cuddles into Harry's side as Harry feels his magic to wandlessly and wordlessly move the blanket over all of them and turn the light off.

Theo's eyes widen as he looks at Harry. 

“Night night you two” Harry chirps

Neville grumbles out a night and Theo just nods trying to figure out how Harry did it, but sleep does eventually claim him.

Chapter 6: Almost time.

Summary:

Fluff and a tease at the end

Notes:

Hiii, I'm not dead! Been busy but now the question is to write or not to try to write another trial scene/lh

The next morning, Draco runs in, and body slams into Harry, Neville, and Theo who were blissfully asleep and unaware.

“Uggggh, Rude!” Harry grumbles

“My second assassination attempt!” Theo huffs, being dramatic. Neville just whines

There then was a loud displeased hiss, since Mama D decided to join them last night. ‘who daressssss disturb my sssslumber!’

The room gets oddly quiet as Neville shoved Theo so he could move away from the hissing. Neville is shaking and hiding behind Theo. Draco’s breath catches and his eyes widen as he's met with a pretty big curled Boa Constrictor. 

‘Ssssorry mama D, I didn't know you were in here’ Harry pouts, not noticing the shift in the room. ‘oh right! Want to meet my cousin and my treassssuressss?!’ Harry excitedly puts her in his lap and smiles up looking at horrified faces. Draco also hid behind Theo with Neville. 

“This is Mama D! She says hello!” Harry says, still with his huge smile. His eyes are twinkling as he holds up Mama D. She looks at them with slit eyes and a head tilt.

Theo blinks then just chuckles moving closer to Mama D. “Well hello, I'm Theo, the only brave one here apparently” his statement met with Draco squawking in offense.

“I'm plenty brave!...That's just a big snake. Harry- where did it even come from?-”

Neville is very tense and holding onto Theos shoulders peeking through to get a good look.

“She followed me from the dursleys! She helped raise me.” He says cooing with a soft smile scratching Mama D’s chin. “That's my cousin Draco” he says with a nod. Mama D just stares at Draco. ‘Are these new nestmates treating you well?’

Harry gasps and pouts. ‘of course they are! Look! They gave me a bed and an actual room!’ he says in mock offense. Mama D looks at him unimpressed. ‘sssssomeone could give you food and you would sssay they are treating you well.’ Harry blinks.

“Well- anyways, Nevvvvv, come heerrre, she won't hurt you” Harry says looking towards Neville pouting. Neville shakes his head.

“I don't wanna, what if she bites me!” Neville huffs.

“I wouldn't let her, you are safe!” Harry insists. His wings ruffle as he pouts. Neville sighs, finally caving. He crawls from behind Theo and shyly waves very stiffly. 

‘Harry, you can't just ignore my comment.’ she sassily taps Harry's hand with her tail as she moves to curl into Theo since the other two seemed terrified of her.

Theo blinks as he looks down. Harry huffs. “She's just being mean!” He wasn't really meeting anyone's eyes.

Neville intakes air as D gets closer to him. He shakes a bit and crawls to hide behind Harry. 

Harry puffs his chest out. “Nev, I meant it you're safe, she's just being dramatic.” He spits his tongue out as she lets out another displeased hiss. Neville can't help but smile and pinch Harry's cheek.

“Finnnne”

Harry whines but is very pleased and helps pat down Neville’s bed head. Chirping softly. Neville lays against Harry's chest feeling his ribs against his back. Neville says nothing for now. 

“As long as you protect me from both Dray and Theo…Harry, for future reference, don't sleep in necklaces-” Neville sighs. Harry clicks and pouts. “Why would I ever take it off though? You gave it to me.” If Harry's eyes flashed black, that's between him, Morte, and Cassandra.

“It could choke you if it tangles” Neville frets as his cheeks blush a bit. 

Harry blinks down at Neville and huffs. “Finnnne, I guess for your sake of mind I won't.” Neville smiles and Harry can't help but coo. 

Meanwhile, Theo and Draco are examining D and not fully paying attention.

Eventually, a creature Harry's never seen before appears.

“Master Draco, times to get yous ready for breakfast” Harry tilts his head with a raised brow.

“uggggh, fiiinnne, thank you Fifi” Draco huffs and leaves.

“A house-elf” Theo hums as he leans against Harry's side, also noting how boney it felt.

Harry's head snaps when Theo suddenly speaks.

“What? You looked confused, that's what Fifi is, speaking of, we should probably also get ready for breakfast” Theo chuckles and gets up, not missing the way that Harry's wings dropped a bit when Neville also got up.

“Uggggh, finnnne” Harry gets up and goes to his closet taking his shirt off not thinking twice about others in the room.

Theo and Neville just froze with wide eyes. Harry's ribs are very visible through his skin. Their eyes tracing Harry's back. Harsh red lines and sickly yellow spots all over.

Harry just gets changed humming, not feeling the temperature of the room drop. Neville and Theo have to peel their eyes away from the sight. To get ready themselves, taking turns going into the bathroom.

Mama D crawls up Harry's arm and wraps around his shoulders, still upset about how she was woken up.

“Hatchling, I require substance from how I wassss rudely awoken” she says flopping her head against Harry's shoulder as he just giggles and scratches under her chin.

“I'll see if fifi can set ssomething up for you and everyone elsse” he nuzzles her head with a smile and turns, wearing clothes that actually fit him in the first time in forever. He looks at himself in the mirror looking at himself in the mirror, really examining himself with a frown. 

Suddenly he feels something attach to his back and he chirps in surprise getting pulled out of his thoughts. Neville smiles up at Harry innocently, still kinda tense since he did see Mama D. Harry instantly melts at Neville's look and melts into Neville's chest. 

“What was that for?” Harry tilts his head to look up.

“For getting lost in thought, it's breakfast time and you should really eat” Neville says softly, holding Harry's wrist softly, feeling it softly.

“Fiiinneee” Harry chuckles as Neville grabs his and Theo’s hand dragging them both. Harry can't help but pout a bit, already wanting Neville to hold him again.

Harry, Theo, and Neville walk down to see Narcissa starting to stress over Draco’s outfit. 

“Those- Flubber worms changing the time!” She says as she roughly puts Draco's outfit in one piece. “Boys. You get ready this instant, we just got informed the trial will be held earlier then scheduled. I already chose presentable outfits, get to it.” She says her voice coming out rushed.

Lucius comes over holding 3 outfits and hands them out really not wanting to argue with Narcissa.

Fifi rushes all three boys to a place to change and immediately when all are done Narcissa already has the floor ready. 

“Okay Harry, I want you to watch someone else, this is the floo, how it works is you get floo powder, throw it in the fire, say clearly where you want to go and just walk in” Cissa says quickly giving a crash course.

Harry watches as everyone else goes first, Cissa making him go in before her so she can make sure Harry does it right.

Harry stumbles through to the other side, kinda stumbling into Theo who helps steady him. Lucius collects the kids and starts to walk away knowing Narcissa will be able to find them, Lucius just a more important part of the trial with power and influence on his side.

“Okay boys, because of how young you are, none of you can really go in, except for Harry who does have permission already since it was…heavily hinted that Sirius was family” Lucius smirks. Harry nods, pouting a bit as he had to be away from Neville and Theo. But, he knows he has to be there, he just has to. He plays with the necklace Neville gave him, giving a hug to Neville, Draco, and Theo as they were led to the children's area.

Lucius puts a soft but firm grip on Harry's shoulder as Narcissa joins them at the door.

“Harry, you'll sit with me on the sidelines okay dear?” She says kindly taking Harry's hand softly. “Now. Stand straight, look straight ahead, and pretend you are the most important person in the room, that's how you should walk in” Cissa smiles as Harry fixes his posture and puts up an air of indifference.

“Perfect” she smiles a bit sad, before putting her own mask up walking in behind Lucius, holding Harry's shoulder as she leads him in.

Harry holds his head up high, taking his aunt's advice. He does keep his hand on his necklace though, not caring if anyone would think him as weak for it. He keeps a blank face as he sees how big the council room is.

He can feel everyone's stares but ignores it as he can feel Morte gripping his other shoulder tightly as well. It helps that both Narcissa and Morte are grounding him.

He sits next to Narcissa, his eyes trained where they would be bringing his dad in. He squirms a bit looking for Sirius. He leans forward a bit, catching some people's eyes. He makes note of each. Theo's dad, Lady Longbottom, and strangely a very old man in very bright robes. Harry raised a brow towards the old man who looks to be seeing a ghost at the moment.

He knows everyone would be staring at him anyways since he was proudly showing his wings off and his eyes are different colors. He knew how he stood out even more now.

He starts to fiddle with his necklace as he looks at everyone around him. The edges of his eyes slowly went black. 

Narcissa notices and instantly tightens her grip on Harry's shoulder whispering, “remember, there is nothing to be ashamed of. You are getting better. You don't know them, and are only here to meet your papa remember?” Harry's eyes slowly go back to normal as he takes a deep breath nodding. His other hand is still gripping the arm of his chair.

Narcissa starts to send cold glares to get people

to look away. Harry's fist goes tighter around his necklace, still taking deep breaths as the trial finally started.

Chapter 7: The trial

Notes:

I did decide to actually try to write the trial scene, 2nd time so hope it's good!

          Harry blinks, holding his breath, at last season what his last parent looks like. He's never gotten to see pictures before. Harry can't help but take Sirius in trying to find all the similarities between them, edging off his seat more, eyes gleaming.

          Sirius is holding his head up. He can't see who's watching, but he feels a pull, and tries to look. His goblin lawyer, Sawblade, hits his hand.

“Focus Black. This might be your only chance. Remember what we talked about.” He hisses.

“Yes yes, first trial, then get son back, I get Harry back. I want my baby back.” Sirius babbles a bit with a manic grin, but us talking quietly so no one else hears. “Need to correct though, it's Potter-black” Sirius grouches out, his hand tensing around his necklace that he fought tooth and nail to keep.

          Sawblade just sighs, looking Sirius up and down. Sirius has grown extremely frail and it's very apparent Sirius needs a mind healer.

“I will make sure to correct that for the court, okay? But focus, who are you doing this for?” Sawblade says looking intensely at Sirius.

“Harry.”

“Good.”

          Before Sirius could say anything, Amelia Bones stands up and gets to the stand.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, today we are here to right a wrong.” People look at her with raised brows. “It's come to our attention that Sirius Black has never received a trial, so today will really mark if he was ever guilty to begin with” she says with a stern voice.

          Gasps ring out and whispers start up again.

          Sirius clutches his necklace more, the edges of his eyes slowly going black a bit. He grinds his teeth a bit.

“Actually Madame Bones, if I may, it's Potter-Black, he is legally married to them as well, and if you look at the document that I provided you, it will show that” Sawblade says, quickly interrupting.

          Amelia just raises her brow, but looks at the documents. “.. My apologies, Lord Potter-Black, let the records show that is indeed correct, now let's start.” She makes the documents disappear.

          Sirius immediately starts to calm down, keeping his hand on his necklace.

“How does he plead?” she says looking down towards Sawblade.

“not guilty-” everyone starts to speak loudly in protest.

“Order in my courtroom!” Madame Bones booms out, making quiet down.“Okay, and what evidence do we have to this and does he consent to questioning under Veritaserum?” 

“Well, if you would play the part of the Potters Will that we submitted. It shows how Mr. Potter-Black could not have ever even told where their family was hiding in the first place. And yes. He consents to questioning as long as we get to read over the questions first so no one goes off track.” Sawblade says meeting Madame Bones in the eyes.

          She nods and gets out the standard question list. Sirius can feel all the judgemental stares on him, but he sits tall. What was all that traumatic childhood, if not a good stepping stone to act good under pressure? Sirius steels himself and keeps defiantly looking up with his jaw set. He didn't want to fail. He had a lot riding on this. He clenches his necklace harder. He won't fail.

          A man comes in holding the Veritaserum waiting for the order. Sawblade gets a copy of the list and reads it for himself. With a nod, the man comes closer and administers the potion.

Sirius’s eyes glaze over and his face gets blank.

“Name?”

“Sirius Orion Potter-Black” Sirius drones in response.

“Birthday?”

“November 3rd 1959” (if this is wrong, blame Google)

“He's in the clear to be questioned.” The man backs away and goes back to his spot.

“Good. Now, Sirius, tell us about the night of the Potters attack?” As Bones asks this, some people kinda lean forward, some lean away, and some just roll their eyes already deciding Sirius's guilt.

“Well, that night Dumbledore sent me away from my family. He said it was an important mission and I had to go. I didn't really want to. But James, my idiot husband, kept telling me how it would be okay, and just do what Dumbledore asked just so there wasn't a fight. So I did it. Just for Lils and Prongs. That same night, I got a distressed patronus and ran as fast as I could to get home. It was too late. When I got there Hagrid was holding Harry. He was just crying and crying. I wanted Hagrid to give me him. He is my son after all, why wouldn't I want him? But that's when Dumbledore appeared and said that he saw Peter Pettigrew run from the scene and I saw red. He was our secret keeper. Dumbledore knew that since he did the fidelius for us. So, when I saw Peter running from the scene I couldn't help but chase. He hurt us. He promised to be there and what he did instead was sign Lils and Prongs obituaries.” As he got to Peter's betrayal, his eyes now are framed in Black.

“I was in a one track mind for revenge. That's when Peter killed those muggles and turned into a rat escaping into the sewers like the coward he is. I started to laugh and laugh. Because it's my fault. If I was at home, maybe they could've lived. Maybe if I grabbed Harry before I did anything stupid, I would've been able to keep him.”

          The court had varying degrees of feelings on their faces. Dumbledore's just staying blank but his hand clenches the arm of his chair.

          Amelia can't help but look down at Sirius in sympathy. Wondering what she would've done for her niece in that situation. “Administer the cure.”

          So, the man goes back to Sirius and feeds him the cure and walks away.

          Sirius blinks as he slowly gets out of his daze. His eyes go back to normal before anyone could really notice due to how far away they are.

“Everyone who says he's innocent?”

          Most everyone's wands go up and Sirius's breath hitches. He wasn't expecting that much support. He keeps his hand on his necklace and smiles.

“That settles it. The ministry will pay for your healing and will pay you a sum of 60 gallons.”

          Sirius has to hold himself from jumping up. He just smiles instead. 

“That's acceptable.” Sawblade says, nodding his head. 

“Where will he get his mind healing? He needs some before he can get any custody of Harry.” Amelia asks as she looks at Sawblade intensely.

“With goblin healers, we will make sure that he's at his best.”

          Amelia nods and hits her gavel on her stand to show that the trial has ended. People start to get up. Sawblade leads a reluctant Sirius away from the room immediately wanting to start Sirius's healing.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of Harry Potter