Harry and Fleur, Birth of the Next Shadowmancer

"Foreign Language"

Soundtrack for this Chapter: Otherside by Red Hot Chili Peppers; Can't Stop by Red Hot Chili Peppers

Chapter 1 Forging the Bond

"Freeze!"

All around it appeared as if time stopped. Now that might be because it, in fact, had. Time had stopped at the exact changing point in a young baby's life were the young Harry Potter's life would forever change as the mantle of Fate was thrust upon him.

A dark lord who fancied himself an immortal was firing a spell that had just connected to the young child's head. This was the moment, the moment his life would forever change. The brilliant green light illuminated the room, showing the child's mother who suffered the same spell not but scant moments before laying on the floor staring blankly at the same boy. The room was clean except a trash bin full of soiled nappies.

Three figures walked into the room during the time stop. A beautiful goddess dressed in golden toga with a bright white blindfold covering her eyes. Even blinded she walked as if she could see. The next figure to walk in was just as tall, but were as the woman was bright he was dark, clocked in all black from head to toe, his thin almost skeleton like hands clutched a scythe as he was in with a small fog leaving his feet.

The last figure, but by no means least, was a woman who appeared to be no older then sixteen. Her eyes a brilliant amethyst color that showed experience and wisdom that belayed the appearance of her years. She was covered in what could best be described as a pair of black nurse scrubs pants and clad in a black hoodie. She had a tome chained and draped to her side like a purse. And she fingered a dagger attached to the scrubs as she walked in.

"What is this shit?!" The purple eyed woman said as she looked at her two companions.

"This is the birth of a new Child of Fate," said the golden goddess solemnly.

"And what, pray tell, is his fate?" The belligerent teen looking woman asked.

"To kill the dark lord before you." Came the raspy voice of the man.

"Oh? And how he is going to do that?" Came the sarcastic tone.

"He's been given the power to love unconditionally. He will be able to draw upon his love of others as well as the love they have for him. It is a power that Tom doesn't understand." Came the tired voice of the goddess.

"Uh, huh" continued the sarcastic teen. "And how he is going to do that with where he is fated to be dropped off! I read the script for this one!" She looked at the other two with anger in her eyes. "You are not giving him the ability to succeed, you are serving him up to this snake freak on a silver platter!"

"Calm done Hel," Came the raspy voice. "You know that we cannot directly interfere. We cannot take away free will."

"'You'," Hel pointed to the other two. "Can't, I am a mortal. One you are bringing in because this one's fate is in danger. I can do whatever the hell I want!"

"Indeed, which is why we brought you in. We want your opinion on the matter. At the rate it's going he may stop this dark lord, but he will not survive. We do not wish this." The raspy man countered.

"…" The teen calmed down. "Alright, I know what I want to do, but I want no interference from you two. Especially you Destiny." The teen growled out. "You have a habit of changing the scales at a whim."

"I promise nothing," The goddess claimed.

"Oh yes you will!" Hel roared. "This boy is going to be the next Shadowmancer, my next of kin! I refuse to let you mess with his future. And you Death," She rounded on the dark cloaked man. "I know you refuse to accept this but he will be the next one. I may be over half a millennia old but I refuse to let this one slide. Remember the last time you two forced me to be neutral." Death gulped, yeah that's right, gulped as Destiny placed a frustrated palm on her head. "Your little artifact nearly destroyed the entirety of France and Germany."

Death gave an angry grunt. "Fine, we will do it your way you petulant child, but know every demand will have an action that balances the scales."

"Fine," The stubborn teen said. "First," she gave a gently wave to the boy, "He will be raise with and by me, this isn't negotiable."

"Okay," Destiny answered as her ancient powers worked. "However he must attend Hogwarts at the age of 11, and you can not interfere with him while he is in attendance. A fair price for such a steep exchange."

Hel laughed at that. "Indeed, I thought it would be worse."

"Oh it is, his godfather had an easier claim than you. He will still have to serve his time in the Prison of Soul Consumption."

"Bugger…" She looked at the boy still stuck with the spell hitting his head. "Fine, but if you are taking that source of love away he will require another."

"And what source would you use Hel?" Death asked.

"A veela bond." She answered him simply. "The Delacour family has owed me a favor for over 50 years. Their oldest daughter is not slated to be bonded to anyone in her life so I will change this."

"Hmm, very well." Death said, "However, outside of the bond creation they will not meet until Hogwarts."

"What?!" Hel exclaimed.

"Indeed Shadowmancer!" Destiny said, "It is only fitting, he would not understand the love she would eventually provide him until then anyways. Besides, if he is going to be the next Shadow Magus, his life span will make those years short by comparison."

"Can they at least mee-"

"No," Death cut her off. "They cannot."

Hel huffed but relented. "What of the horcrux that will be lodged in his head?"

"Nothing can be done at this time for it." Death said, "It is part of the prophecy that will dictate his life."

Hel growled. "Fine, then I request one last thing."

"You have asked enough." Destiny said.

"Fuck you, I have three favors saved up between the two of you I will get this one!"

Death sighed loudly. "What is it? We reserve the right to deny it as always."

Hel sighed as she looked at him frustrated. "I wish to interfere during the resurrection."

"You cannot have this, Tom must be allowed to return to his body." Destiny claimed.

"What about after?" Hel tried.

"No, you cannot." Death insisted.

"Fine. I reserve this one favor until such a time as I see fit." Hel said frustrated that her future kin would face the monsters return alone.

"It must be done, do not worry," Destiny responded kindly. "Harry will live the encounter. That is guaranteed to him."

Hel nodded but did not give her thanks. Thanks was a dangerous thing to give to a god or goddess.

"Alright then I guess we should let this resume." Her two companions disappeared from the realm. Hel gave one long last look at the boy that would be in her care shortly before shadows engulfed her form and she disappeared to a certain house on a certain street.

Hagrid landed roughly on Privet Drive with Harry Potter in toe. He dismounted and walked proudly up to Dumbledore. "'Ere 'e is Dumbledore. Slept the entire sir 'e did."

"Ahh, thank you Hagrid." Albus Dumbledore said as he started walking toward the door of the number 4 house on Privet Drive.

"Are you sure Albus," Minerva McGonagall said only feet behind him.

"I'm sure, Harry's safety is para-"Albus stopped as shadows gathered at the doorstop. A teenager emerged with brilliant amethyst eyes. "Ahh," Dumbledore said as he pushed McGonagall's want down, silencing her with but a thought. "Milady Hel, to what do I owe the pleasure on this wonderful evening."

"Greetings Al!" The teen clad in black said with a bright smile on her face. "I am here for Harry."

"Ahh, I was afraid of that." Dumbledore said with a frown, his patented twinkle fading from his eyes. "However, I know you can't interfere with free will so I must decline."

"Cut the crap Al," Hel said with a wave of her hand, unsilencing McGonagall. "I have been called to interfere on behalf of the Council of Fate."

Dumbledore froze eyes wide. "Why? They have never interfered before. What happen to free will?'

"I still have my free will thank you very much!" Hel said as she sauntered over to Albus. "I was never a part of the council."

"Albus what is she talking about! She is just some little girl, you can't possible give Harry Potter to her!" McGonagall said, her voice and anger returned to her.

"Indeed Al! What am I talking about?" Hel said with a cheeky grin standing only a few feet from him.

Hagrid moved toward the interfering girl to move her out of the Great Dumbledore's way only to find his body unable to do so. Even with all his strength he couldn't move, only watch as the baby changed hands from Dumbledore to this unknown girl.

"I guess I have no choice then." Dumbledore relented as the child left his hands.

"Don't worry," Hel said as she cooed softly. "He will go to Hogwarts, there is only so much even I can change. By the way, when Harry starts school there will be a transfer student to your school. You will take her in and protect her like you would Harry."

Dumbledore only nodded as the young teen disappeared the same dark way she entered with young Harry. McGonagall rounded on Albus and let loose on him in a bit of Scottish rage. "What the hell Albus! You claim to care and want his safety and some unknown child comes and takes Harry from you without a so much of a where are you taking him?"

"Minerva…" Albus started, "There are beings in this world far older than I. You may not have realized it but that child you speak of is well over four centuries old, and that is my best guess. Hel… There is nothing I could have done to prevent Harry from leaving with her."

"Nothing! You are the most powerful wizard in all of Britian!"

"And she may very well be the most powerful magus in the entire world. She is an enigma, one who has watched much in this world pass. She has lived many lives, but the last time I saw her was in France… when I fought Gellart."

"Really…? But how is she…?"

"Drop the subject Minerva. There is no one else who could keep Harry as safe as Hel. Of that I am sure" Dumbledore said solemnly as the three returned to Hogwarts.

In a large château just outside of Marseille, Alain Delacour stared out into the night. A thunder rolled in the distance and the faint sound of rain echoed in the distance.

He sighed, for some reason he had a bad feeling about tonight, as if something wonderful and horrible was about to happen. Fate did not give him long before a scared house elf appear in his office room.

"Good evening Master Delacour, a scary witch requests your's and Misses Fleur's presence in the library. I tried to stop but she just walked right in." the elf said in perfect French.

"It is okay Kesler. Did you get her name at least?" Alain asked kindly.

"She said that her name was Hel," Kesler answered shivering.

"Dear sweet Joan..." Alain moved hurriedly as he retrieved his sleeping daughter.

"Daddy...?" A young three year old Fleur look confused as her father woke her.

"Come with me sweetie, we have an important guest." Alain answered hoping his excitement and fear was not found in his voice.

Fleur nodded and after dressing into her big girl clothes. After she dressed the two went hand and hand into the library.

There Fleur saw the woman and baby that would change her life forever. The woman looked a lot younger then daddy, about as old as her auntie was, but the baby was...

"Daddy..." Fleur felt a weird compulsion as she moved closer to the baby. She looked up to the woman as she reached to touch the baby with more than her hand. The woman nodded with a smile on her face as her father grimaced.

When she touched the baby she felt a wondrous thing, her magic and the child's mixed a blur of greens blues whites and blacks. It was so glorious! Fleur had never felt so warm and close to a person. She sat down as the baby was placed in her lap by the woman. She gently pet the hair of her new friend. She knew his name was Harry and that she and he would always be friends.

Hel moved towards Alain. "A word Delacour?"

Alain moved towards a hushed side of the library, the colors attributed to both still showing though dimmer now. "What just happened Lady Hel? You're here naught but, five minutes and I feel as if my families life has been altered forever."

"Forever is a long time Alain," Hel said whimsically. "And relax with the lady stuff, I'm get tired of all you stuffy people and your need to pay me homage and respect. Let's be a little less cordial seeing as my kin and your daughter are now soul mates."

"What!?" He looked at his daughter, Fleur didn't realize he said anything, her full attention on the baby, as was Hel's.

"Come tomorrow..." Hel started and sighed, "The whole world will know that he is the savior of the Wizarding World, destroyer of Britian's dark lord. What people won't know is that the dark lord Tommy is not truly gone."

"Dark Lord Tommy?" Alain inquired.

"Lord Voldemort, his real name is Thomas Marvolo Riddle." Hel replied simply.

"I see," Alain said, "What does this mean for your son and my daughter?"

"Harry is not my son, while he may call me mother I will honor his parents sacrifice by making sure he knows who his parents are," Hel said with a stern voice. "It also means that both Harry and Fleur will forever know of someone who loves them. We both know that Fleur was destined to have quite the lonely life from being a veela, and Harry's fame would isolate him from others. I wanted to make sure my kin would have and know love. Can you honestly say that you are unhappy about that?"

"No-" Alain started.

"Good, cause I do have some news that will upset you, after tonight, Harry and Fleur will not be able to reunite until they enter Hogwarts upon Harry. Fleur will also need to transfer there at that time-" Hel interrupted

"In that backwards bigoted country full of fat swine!?" Alain exclaimed.

"As stated, she won't be alone, she will have the man with the largest capacity to love next to her." Hel answered with obvious annoyance.

Alain gulped as he realized he was angering the closest any mortal has gotten to a god. At least by his knowledge. "Sorry La… Hel. It is just that I am worried for my daughter. How is it that you know a baby has the largest capacity to love?"

"Besides being so cute and adorable!" Hel said with a massive grin. "Destiny herself told me. It is the one power good ol' Tommy doesn't understand, the ability to fight for someone besides yourself. The power of Love, the more he tries to protect or fight what he believes in the more power he has to draw on. With time he'll be strong then me. But that is going to take a loooooong time."

"I see" Alain said, "Well I can't say I'm happy about this."

"Neither can I," Came a sensual female tone.

"Apolline!" Hel squeal and tackle hugged the beautiful veela adult. The veela laughed had a musical quality as she hugged back the smaller woman. "It's been far too long!"

"Indeed it has," Apolline said. "So what are you going to do with your kin until he goes to Hogwarts?"

"Mmm, that's the tricky part," Hel said her face still firmly between the older woman's bosom, causing Alain to look rather uncomfortable. "I can't teach him conventional magic until he is of age, his core is to underdeveloped for that. What I'm thinking, and you will need to get your mother to teach Fleur this as well, but I'm think that I will teach Harry primal magic, specifically shadow."

"And why should we teach Fleur primal magic, it's quite dangerous for children with their wild emotions to learn such magicks." Alain claimed as he cleared his throat.

"Actually that is when it is the best time to learn primal magic," Hel corrected. "Primal magic is based not on your own personal levels but that of the world around you. Fleur will have a great affinity for fire magic, but the more she learns to control her emotion, the harder it will be to harness the rage and wildness of fire. Likewise, Harry will need to learn the way of shadow while he is still untainted from thoughts of how "Black" magic is inherently evil."

"But Black Magic IS evil," Alain said getting aggravated.

Hel sighed exasperatedly as she pulled away from Apolline. "Not true, Dark magic is evil, Black magic is benign. Shadowmancy, Necromancy, Ectomancy, none of these are actually evil, though I do fine Necromancers and most corpse jockey's to be just plain rude, but there is very little emotion involved in any of these. However, Death and Torture magic leaves an imprint on the soul that does not wash away easily."

"Ha, so the mistress of death has never killed with magic," Alain said belligerently.

"Sort of Correct, while I know Death Magicks, I have never used them willingly. I've never cast an Killing Curse even in defense. I like to think I'm a bit more refined then that." Hel said looking thoroughly arrogant as she checked her nails out. "I did use quite a bit of Corpse magicks during the war though to try and slow down Grindelwald's advance. It worked, but unfortunately I can't be at 10 places at once."

"Moving along…" Apolline said with a heavy sigh.

"I am going to give the kids some time together. Harry has gone had a rough day and it'll give us some time to plan their reunion a bit," Hel answered sadly. "Tomorrow I will have to take Harry home to the fair city of Agnefit." (Look it up!)

Apolline and Alain nodded, Apolline carrying the two kids to Fleur's bed. The three adults then went back to the library to discuss the next.

~The Next Morning~

"Alright Fleur, I gotta take Harry now." Hel said gently.

It had been a struggle to get Fleur to give up Harry, now that the connection was established and the love flowing between the two toddles neither wanted to leave. Hel felt truly horrible for removing Harry, if she had her way Hel would have warded the Delacour property with every obscure Ward she knew and moved in and raised Harry there. As it stood the young veela girl and the baby were in tears if they were more than 10 feet away from each other. Oh well, better to just rip it off like a band-aid.

Fleur cried and screamed as Harry was taken away. Hel was getting very tired of trying to reason with the toddler. It had been at least a decade since she dealt with a child so young. Hel walked up and place a gentle hand on Fleur's head.

"Fleur, even if you are far away from Harry you can still communicate with him in your mind." Hel Said gently.

"You mean like last night..?" Fleur said sniffling.

Hel smiled unsure what she meant, they shouldn't be able to communicate, and Harry was a bit too young to be able to form any sort of coherent thought. But maybe the connection shares emotions which she may interrupt that as talking. Questions for later.

"Yeah, like that. And over time it will only grow," Hel said gently. "You will see him in a few years okay? He's going to need you then, more than anyone else."

"Even you?" Fleur asked shakily.

Hel's smile took on a very morose look. "Even me."

Fleur tried to look brave. Hel smiled and waved by as she disappeared in a wave of shadows. After she left Fleur broke down again. Apolline took her into her skirt. "Don't worry dear it's not forever. You still feel him right?"

"Uh-huh" the young witch said with a sniff.

"Harry will always be there, but he has a big job to do one day and his…" Apolline came up short for a moment before continuing. "...mother is the only one who can help him for now. You want to help too right?"

"Uh-huh" the girl replied as she wipe her nose on the sleeve of her dress.

"Well we will be taking to see your grandmother, "Apolline said with a determined smile. "She will teach you how to use fire magic so you can help your Harry."

The girl smiled brightly as her mom wiped her face. Fleur felt Harry's connection reattach and she sent her feelings of love and felt them returned. Her smiled brighten and decided she would learn as much as she could to help her Harry.

Hel sighed as she walked into the castle she owned in Agnefit. It was the only one of its kind, the Vikings of old were not known for their architecture after all.

She let loose a calming breathe as the baby stopped crying. Her servants moved about to make a space for the baby to live in her quarters. She silently tanked them as they left and she placed Harry in the crib.

"You have a long hard road ahead of you," Hel said as gently rubbed his head. "But my kin- my son. I will make sure that you will live to walk it.

A/n: Firstly, I have not abandoned Mistress Granger. I Promise I haven't!

Mistress Granger is currently ear marked at 5k words, I take a lot of time to plan and write MG and this idea has been driving me mad for the past week so I put it into words.

Basically I'm going to write these two stories sort of simultaneously. MG will be roughly 8-12k words per chapter whereas BotS will be around 3-6k words per chapter.

I also plan to do most of BotS story from the hip with very minimal planning whereas MG takes a lot of planning and I reread each section to make sure I like it before going onto the next.

So two things about this story:

One is that Hel is basically a deity of this world, not qiute a god but close. Due to this power she has been brought to heel by major powers like Death, Destiny, and other gods. She is powerful and may intervene at key moments but due to the contract of neutrality she cannot act as freely as she would like. She is only interfering now on account of Destiny and death asking her too. It basically boiled down to the choices of others causing Harry to have less than a 1% chance for victory, which was unacceptable for Justice who dictated that something must be done to maintain the balance.

Hel is truly limited in what she can do though. When Harry starts Hogwarts she will be unable to interfere until the Hols. This means that Harry will have to start learning his own way by then.

The number two thing is that this rendition has two types of magic, Conventional and Primal. Conventional comes from within and generally needs a focus (ie, its magic that is used by a wand powered by a magical core of a person.) Primal comes from the essence of the world and is used to (ie it is wandless unfocused magic.) Both have strengths and weaknesses, for example Conventional tends to be faster and more versatile, but Primal is generally stronger but weakened by being single minded.

Conventional magic cannot be taught to young children due to the weak Core that they have. They must grow and mature until it is prepared. That is why they wait until 11 to start teaching students. At least in my world.

Hel is a master of Shadow primal magic, with a wide range of versatile magic. She has forgotten more then even Albus Dumbledore has learned. She has used multiple magic types to increase longevity and stay young. She is not good, but she's not evil. In DnD terms she'd be Chaotic Neutral – Good. She only cares about herself and those close to her, but she does have certain morals that cause her to react strongly in certain situations.

She will grow to love Harry as her Own, but she believes that Harry should never forget his true lineage. Her job is to teach Harry primal magic and her hope is that one day she will learn to follow in her path. Harry will grow up loved and with a snarky sarcastic sense of humor and adventure. Look forwards to it all.

If youre interested to know more message me and I'll message back more details XD