Back in Black

Chapter 39

"Mr. Harvelle, why did your name come out twice?" demanded Dumbledore the next morning.

"Because some asshole tried to enter Harry in this death trap. Loki set it so that the slip would automatically go to the oldest living member of the Potter family."

"Mr. Potter is an orphan and the last of the Potter family," said McGonagall frowning.

"Not anymore he isn't. Check with the goblins," said Dean grinning unrepentantly.

A few hours later and the teachers were beyond shocked to learn that Harry was no longer the last living Potter...there were two new names in the family registry.

Sam and Dean Harvelle.

"How is this possible?"

"Ever hear of the multiverse theory?" said Dean cheekily. McGonagall would later ask Hermione what that was. "In any case, Hogwarts still has only one champion."

Dean vanished without warning, only to reappear near the doors.

"We done here?" he called back in open amusement at their shock.

Apparation was impossible in Hogwarts while the wards were up. Stopping time, while extremely difficult, was still doable for short periods of time. Being in Death's service had its perks, and that was one of them.

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"You're a Potter?" said Hermione in shock.

She wasn't the only one in absolute disbelief.

"The oldest living one anyway. Only reason I didn't say anything was because we've never gone by that name. It had too many bad memories attached to it," said Dean.

All the memories of Harry Potter were rather depressing, since he had very little good happen to him. Hence why he chose to forget about that part of his life.

"So what are you, a cousin or something?" asked Ron.

"That's actually a bit tricky. Harry's still the Potter heir, that much hasn't changed, the only difference is that he has family he can stay with once the school year ends."

And boy, was the kid thrilled with that fact. Because Dean, Sam and Cas were all 'wards' of Loki, there was little Dumbledore could do to change that. Harry no longer had to stay with the Dursleys for the summer, and he was pretty much over the moon with the knowledge he wouldn't have to suffer his own private hell another year.

"So how are you related to Harry?" Ron pressed. Dumbledore wanted that answered, now.

"None of your damn business, but last I checked he did have a great uncle that spent some time in America that didn't have all the time slots filled out."

Dean knew for a fact, from his time spent in the family archives when he was still Harry, that he had a great uncle his father was named after. An uncle who spent an inordinate amount of time in America. There was always a possibility of a cousin, but further investigation turned up nothing. Not even a bastard child.

That seemed to satisfy most of the purebloods. Added to the fact it was a misspelled portkey that landed them in Hogwarts, and they couldn't get in contact with their adopted parents (or in the case of Cas, Loki was his guardian), it seemed pretty straightforward to the other students.

Dean knew exactly how to play off the fact most magicals never bothered to look underneath the underneath, and preferred to consider the easiest explanation as truth. Something he fully planned to show Harry how to exploit later.

"And you're okay with this?" said Hermione to Harry incredulously.

"Dean's infinitely better than the Dursleys, and if I were to pass up a summer of living with Loki, the Marauders are likely to disown me out of shock," said Harry flatly. Dean ruffled the kid's hair affectionately.