|Not Your Normal Mother
Author: Vampirelover99 PM
Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing can handle just about anything, but can she raise the Wizarding World's only hope as well?Rated: Fiction T - English - Family/Supernatural - Harry P. & Integra - Chapters: 7 - Words: 7,819 - Reviews: 75 - Favs: 229 - Follows: 287 - Updated: 05-26-10 - Published: 12-21-09 - id: 5597998
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Chp.1 In the Arms of an Angel
Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing snarled in rage as she looked at the reports from the police. She spoke into the walkie talkie, saying, "A house in Little Whinging, 4 Private Drive, has been attacked by vampires. All occupants have been slaughtered. Alucard, destroy that vampire ASAP. We do not need a repeat of the Cheddar incident!"
"As you wish, my master," replied the vampire, loading his twin caliber handguns and nodding to his fledging, "Come along, Police Girl."
"Sir, yes sir, Master," said Seras Victoria, carrying the Harkonnen.
The two vampires entered the house and scanned the area. Seras tried hard not to gag. Two adults and one incredibly fat child were on the ground ripped to shreds. Standing over them were two vampires, both male. One had a thick walrus like mustache, the other was bald as a billiard ball.
"Well, well, look who is sent to take the trash out," cackled Baldie, unaware how powerful Alucard was.
Alucard growled in anger. Newly changed punks always got on his nerves.
Walrus man replied, "Looks like Hellsing send out the dogs."
"That makes you dog food!" snarled Alucard, unleashing his hellbeasts.
As Seras watched the hell hounds rip apart the vampires, she couldn't help but hear someone banging on a door. She glanced toward the cupboard under the stairs where one of the deceased adults, a female, was leaning against, and sure enough, someone was banging on the door. She quickly opened it and stared in shock. Inside was a boy about 11 or 12 years of age who was wearing clothes that the deceased boy would wear. He had Coke bottle glasses that covered his sparkling green eyes and messy black hair. On his forehead was a lightning bolt shaped scar. He was clutching his knees to his chest and his eyes were wider then dinner plates. Seras realized with horror that he must have seen what had happened.
"Hey there," she said, trying to keep a calm voice, "What's your name?"
The boy looked up at her, revealing a bruise on his cheek. "Harry Potter."
Alucard stepped into the hallway. "Police Girl, who are you talking-"The vampire stopped short when he saw the boy. "Where did you find him, Seras?"
"He was hiding in the cupboard under the stairs, master," said Seras, trying to hold back tears, "I think he saw the whole thing."
Alucard normally didn't care much for mortals, but seeing the young boy trembling like that struck the No Life King in the heart. Harry looked up at Alucard and asked, "What's going to happen to me?"
Alucard then said, "We better take him to see Sir Integra. She'll know what to do."
"Can I bring my wand and my other things?" asked the boy, fear written across his face.
Alucard nodded, then turn to Seras and said, "Help him with his things."
Sir Integra waited for her vampire servants. They should have been back by now, she thought, Damn it, Alucard, what the hell is taking you so long? She glanced up to see Alucard and Seras. Alucard was carrying the boy, who still had fear on his face, while Seras carried his things.
"Alucard, what is this?" demanded Sir Integra, "I thought I gave orders on bringing pets into the-"
"He's a survivor, Sir Integra," said Alucard, "He's been through a lot. Something tells me we should take him to the manor. He doesn't look like he's been taken well cared of."
Back at Hellsing manor, a medical doctor had Harry strip down to his boxers and examined him. What had happened to Harry shocked everyone, even Alucard himself. He had bruises on his legs and arms, several fractures shown in the x-rays, and he hadn't had a decent meal since the beginning of the summer. Alucard also told Integra that the boy was a wizard and that his parents had been killed when he was a baby.
"That much I could pull out of his head," said Alucard, "The deceased woman was his mother's sister. I guess she knew death was coming before doing her first act of kindness to the boy."
"I'll see if the orphanages can take-" started Sir Integra when the boy, back in the clothes he was wearing, ran to her and hugged her. Even Alucard found this amusing.
"Thank you," said Harry, his eyes shining.
Alucard chuckled before saying, "Now what were you saying, my master?"
Sir Integra glanced at the boy before turning to Walter and said, "Walter…get the boy a fresh set of clothes of the proper size, a room, and set him down to a warm meal. I need to think this through."
Walter C. Dornez nodded and led Harry through the door, but not before Harry turned and smiled at Integra. She couldn't help but smile back.
"Oh ho ho," said Alucard, "Is Sir Integra showing some attachment to the boy?"
"Alucard, I doubt anyone is going to take him," she said, holding up Harry's family records, "I did research on these Dursleys and they have got to be the most dishonorable people on the planet."
"So what are you going to do?" asked Alucard.
Integra sighed and said, "I guess I'll be his new guardian."
Harry was seated in front of the fire, while Walter went to fetch him some Sheppard's Pie. He was wearing sweat pants and a sweat shirt with the Hellsing insignia on them. He was watching the flames when Sir Integra came in. she was known for smoking cigars, but she had no idea if Harry had asthma or not, so for now she was without a cigar. Harry turned his head at the sound of her footsteps and smiled at her.
"How are you, Harry?" asked Integra, taking a chair opposite from him.
Harry replied, "Hungry."
At that moment Walter came back with Harry's food. Integra watched as the boy dug in immediately.
"Harry, do you know what Hellsing is?" she asked.
Harry whipped his mouth and said, "No, not really."
"We are a secret organization that Her Royal Majesty has set up to protect England from vampires," said Sir Integra, "I myself am the granddaughter of Abraham Van Hellsing. We hunt down vampires as well as several other magical creatures."
"You mean like those vampires that…that killed Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon, and Cousin Dudley?" asked Harry.
Integra realized that Seras had been right, that the boy did see the family get slaughtered. "Yes, Harry," she said, "We hunt vampires like those as well."
Harry stared down at his Sheppard's Pie. Integra had to know. "Harry, how did you manage to get in the cupboard?"
Harry looked up at her with a terrified look on his face. "Do you really want to know?"
"I am curious, but I can understand if you don't want to talk about it," she said.
Harry was silent for awhile until he said, "All right, I'll tell you."