The Real Harry Potter

Dumbledore exited the pensive, his face pale and almost as white as his beard. He understood now, he understood why Snape believed that Harry was being less than truthful when he claimed to have fought this person, this Apophis. A fitting name in Dumbledore's opinion,in ancient Egyptian mythology, Apophis, also known as Apep, was a god of evil. He was the primary enemy of Egypt's sun god, Ra, and symbolized darkness, chaos and destruction. The snake-like god frightened many with his relentless power. Apophis was depicted in the form of a giant snake which fit well with Voldemort's snake theme.

Yet according to Kingsley and Alastor, Harry had apparently been able to go toe to toe with him and Kinglsey mentioned that he could not tell who was winning. Dumbledore made a mental note to ask Harry for a memory of the fight the next time he saw him but for now Dumbledore was focused on a few certain things. For example how in the name of Merlin was Apophis able to survive a killing curse?!

Dumbledore knew that Harry's first time surviving the curse was thanks to Lily Potter and her sacrifice, he knew that in the extremely unlikely event of Harry surviving another one it would be because of the horcrux in his head. Apophis on the other hand was able to survive two in a row and be unaffected by the cruciatus curse, that's two of the worse spells in history and yet nothing happened to him, if Dumbledore had to guess then he would say that Apophis was resistant to the imperius curse a well.

The question now is how? How is it all possible?

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"Harry." Harry was woken up by the sound of someone calling his name followed by some knocking on his door. "Harry, it's me Tonks. Can you open the door please?"

"Coming." Harry yawned as he stood up and made his way up to the door while wearing nothing but pyjama bottoms. "What's up Tonks?" Harry asked after opening the door. He looked at Tonks through tired eyes, he saw that she was pretty much wearing the same clothes as yesterday except this time her pink hair was purple and in a pony tail.

"Wotcher Harry, are you going to put a shirt on?" She asked, raising one of her purple eyebrows.

"Would you consider my body attractive?"

"Yep." Tonks answered almost immediately, her eyes looking him up and down. A brilliant set of abs with little to no fat and defined muscles made Harry a very appealing sight for the young metamorphamaugus.

"Then not yet." Harry said as he gave her a tired smirk. "What's up?"

"It's ten o'clock. I just came by to visit Sirius before I go off to work, he asked me to come and check on you before I left. Now I can go down and tell him the reason that you're not out of your room yet is because you're lazy, not because you were injured...or masturbating."

"I could be if you were willing to stay for a bit longer." Harry said. "Kidding, kidding." He said quickly, just in case she didn't appreciate his humor.

"Oh, am I not good enough for the great Harry Potter?" She said in a challenging voice but allowed herself a small smile to show there was no true anger behind it.

"You can come in and see if you want." Harry offered, wagging his eyebrows at her.

"Down boy." Tonks said with a light slap to his head.

"Alright, but the reason I was still in bed could have something to do with the fact that I had spent quite some time fighting dark wizards and order members."

"Excuses." Tonks said, tutting her teeth and shaking her head. "Alright seriously I will be off," Tonks said. "look after yourself yeah."

"See ya Tonks." Harry said, covering a yawn with his hand.

"I still like those tatts by the way." Tonks said before she left. Harry looked down at his tattoos before glancing to Tonk's retreating form while briefly wondering if her hips were swaying so much on purpose.

"You boy." Harry heard a voice call when he came downstairs, he looked in the direction of the voice to see a painting of a rather severe looking woman. An old skinny, gaunt woman dressed in black with her black hair in a bun as she looked at him with dark black eyes.

"You are Mrs Black, correct?" Harry asked.

"That I am," The woman said proudly. "Walburga Black. What is your name boy?"

"It is a pleasure to meet you and my name is Harry Potter." Harry said with the smallest of bows.

"Potter? Hmm, pureblood family." Walburga said raising an eyebrow. "Is your blood pure?"

"I'm a half-blood." Harry answered.

"Ha," Walburga scoffed. "disappointing. I nearly found myself liking you after your display last night."

"Hiya Harry." Sirius said as he walked up to Harry. "Is my mother bothering you?"

"Just give me a minute Sirius." Harry said before he stepped away from Sirius and towards the painting, Harry waved his wand and cast a privacy charm so he could speak to the painting without being overheard. Sirius watched as his mother and Harry engaged in a conversation, he stood watching for a few minutes as the two talked. Walburga's face went from calm to angry to disbelieving to calm and then back to angry before it settled on a look that Sirius could not quite identify.

"Harry," Sirius said when Harry got rid of the privacy spell. "what did you say to my mother?"

"Where did you find this boy?!" Walburga demanded before Harry could respond. Sirius opened his mouth, about to tell his mother to shut up, when she spoke again. "Is he your heir?"

"Yes mother, he is," Sirius rolled his eyes. "this half-blood..."

"Brilliant." Walburga said, shocking Sirius into silence.

"I'm sorry what?" Sirius asked, wondering if he had heard wrong.

"You will need to teach him all he needs to know for his station." Walburga said. "I will not have my family be embarrassed because it's heir does not know all that he needs to know. He will also need full access to the Black family library as well."

"Thank you," Harry smiled. "as much as I have enjoyed our conversation, I do unfortunately still have to eat so may we resume it another time?"

"Kreatcher!" Walburga yelled, a second later an old looking house elf popped in.

"Mistress called for Kreatcher?" The old looking house elf asked.

"Yes, this boy is the Black family heir, treat him as such and serve this boy some proper food immediately!" Walburga ordered.

"Yes Mistress." Kreatcher nodded before he popped away.

"Thank you." Harry smiled at her before he walked away and into the kitchen. Sirius, after eventually getting over his shock, walked into the kitchen in time to see Harry thank Kreatcher for some food and for the old elf to nod in response before popping away.

"What the fuck?!" Sirius blurted out as he sat next to Harry who calmly began eating his food. "How...how the hell did you do that?!"

"Do what?" Harry asked innocently.

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