Harry Potter: Bloodlines Reborn

Chapter 2: Five Years Later

Five years had passed since that fateful night in Godric's Hollow. The world may have thought Harry Potter had disappeared, but in reality, he was growing up far from the wizarding world, under the care of his uncle Dante, one of the most legendary devil hunters to walk the Earth.

Hadrian, now six years old, had already seen and done more than most wizards would in their lifetime. Raised in the wild and dangerous world of Devil May Cry, he had grown up surrounded by people who had become his unconventional family. They weren't the typical guardians, but each had taken a role in shaping Hadrian into the person he was becoming.

Dante had taken the lead, naturally. As Hadrian's uncle, he had taken responsibility for the boy's training and upbringing, but Dante wasn't exactly a father figure. He was more like a chaotic older brother—teaching Hadrian how to fight, how to use his demonic powers and even the art of snarky comebacks. Dante made sure Hadrian was tough, agile, and never without a sense of humor, despite the darkness that surrounded them. But more importantly, he protected Hadrian with everything he had, often joking that the boy was destined for greatness, even if that greatness sometimes involved blowing stuff up.

"You've got my devil blood, kid," Dante would often say, throwing a devilish grin over his shoulder as he practiced his swordplay. "That makes you pretty much invincible."

It wasn't just Dante, though. Lady—fierce, unrelenting, and always armed—was like the strict older sister. She had a no-nonsense approach, teaching Hadrian the importance of strategy, discipline, and never underestimating an enemy. Lady's methods were far more structured than Dante's, focusing on precision and preparation, which balanced out Dante's more reckless attitude. She also kept a watchful eye on him, making sure he didn't get into too much trouble—though with Dante around, that was easier said than done.

Trish, on the other hand, was the voice of reason. With her elegance and strength, she taught Hadrian about control. If Dante was the embodiment of raw power, Trish was the balance of grace. She often worked with Hadrian on his magical abilities—helping him harness his demonic side without losing himself to it. She could be both nurturing and stern, guiding him through the more dangerous aspects of his heritage.

Then there was Morrison—the crew's contact and occasional mentor. He wasn't a fighter, but he had a wealth of knowledge and experience. Morrison filled the gaps, teaching Hadrian about the world outside of demons and magic. He often gave Hadrian insight into the intricacies of the people they dealt with, preparing him to navigate the more subtle challenges he'd face. Whenever Dante or the others were off on missions, Morrison was there, making sure Hadrian was safe and always thinking ahead.

All of them had played a role in shaping Hadrian's young life. He had become something of a prodigy, blending the instincts of a devil hunter with the budding magical abilities that were growing stronger every day.

But despite all of that, there was still one piece of Hadrian's life that remained missing—his connection to the wizarding world. The world he had been born into, and the legacy of his parents, still hovered in the background, waiting to resurface.

It happened one afternoon, not long after Hadrian's sixth birthday. He was in the training room at Devil May Cry, watching as Dante practiced his usual sword maneuvers, when suddenly, the door to the shop flew open with a loud bang.

Standing in the doorway, panting and wild-eyed, was a man Hadrian had never seen before. His clothes were ragged, his long black hair tangled, and there was a desperation in his eyes that immediately set Dante on edge.