Sleep Beauty

Summary:

As ever there is somebody who is trying to kill our precious saviour. But is it really a work of Dark Lord and his followers? Or is it only a terrible accident. How he got into this strange forest and who is the man who save his life? Slash, HP\OC

I hope you will enjoy the story. I'm sorry for grammatical mistakes I will try to find them and correct them, but I'm not native English speaker so be kind to me.

Chapter one

In the dark corner one of the London's lane on a wet ground lay a boy. His vulnerable body is slowly bleeding to the death and there is nobody to save him, nobody to help him, he is alone only the pale moon is victim of this ironic event. Where are the stars? He doesn't see them. Of course, lights from the people's home deafen the light of stars. His sight became hazy and his chest became too heavy and so his eyelids, but he tries to stay awake and desperately find his favourite star on the sky. The last sight on the constellation where lies Sirius the brightest star and he will die happy. But moon is vicious and it is only thing what he can see on the night sky without his glasses. They rest only several inches away but he doesn't have energy to grab and push them on his face. So he shuts his eyes and let the darkness carries him away from this world. He takes in his last painful breath and with the exhalation goes his last hope for a rescue away.

And so there lay a body of the Saviour of the Wizard world. Boy Who Live and let himself bleed to the death, forgotten by his fellows and friends. It seems like the Greater light doesn't lack its little hero, but they should because the mysterious Luna has her secrets and likes to meddle into the fate's business. The night is her scene, her emporium, in night lay her powers.

Pain this only word was in his blurry mind. His body was burning and aching. He was in the hell or it feels like he was. Then he heard the sound of wind and rustle of leaves. His mouth felt dry. He tries to open eyes to see where he is. The confusion was when he saw only different tones of black and gray. He turns his head to see something more specific. Oh hell it looks like the muggle said the tunnel with the light on the end. Fuck they didn't say it will by so painful or the second option is that he is alive. He doesn't know what is worst. He tries to sit but the wound on his belly disable it. The wound was cleaned. Somebody get him from London here and cleaned his wound and let him in these cave. What's going on?

"So you are up Sleep Beauty?" His attention catches the black corner of cave from where it seems like the voice came from.

"Who are you?" His voice was horse and his throat was sore.

"So can I ask you who you are but you should sleep Sleep Beauty, your body is still too weak. We will speak when you will have more strength." Then he falls asleep.

It was dark when he awakes, try to separate information what he got. So somebody was there with him, who doesn't know him. So maybe some muggle, but why he is in the cave why not in a hospital? There were so many questions.

"Don't think so aloud." He nearly jumps up when he heard a silky masculine voice.

"And don't be afraid if I wanted to kill you I had enough chances. You look better. It looks like we could have a chat. So Sleep Beauty who you are? And what's an action got you into this condition?"

"James ... my name is James." He didn't know if he has told him his name. There was possibility that he was Voldemort's man.

"And ..."

"James Evens and you? "

"You lie to me but it doesn't matter. Name is powerless word if there isn't personality behind it. So for me you will be Sleep Beauty." In this dark he can't see his saviour but from the tone of voice he can tell that he is amused.

"And you can call me Frey."

"I'm not girl to be called Sleep Beauty." His voice is weak.

"It doesn't matters to me, here there is some water, try to drink."

"So who try to kill you and why?"

"I don't remember ... I was in a city, in a pub... then I lay on the street and everything was blurry, only thing what I remember is pain and ... the moon. How did I get here? Where are we?"

"Be still your wounds aren't fully healed." His hand touches my forehead. It was cold and it felt so good. I shut my eyes. And his voice was continuing.

"I found you when I was returning from the hunt. You had luck that I had seen you. Usually doesn't take this path....Yes you are right that night was the full moon... she has sometimes a crazy idea... I thought that you were dead but it seems you have a strong will for life... This cave was the nearest place where I can get you. Every move with these wounds was for you like a killing sentence but I couldn't let out because blood attracts predators." Then he touches my cheeks and cares it.

"Why didn't you make a fire?" He began laugh.

"What?"

"Doesn't matter; let's say its better this way. Or are you cold?"

"No" I felt tired but the pain was stepping away so it was alright.

"I think soon you will be able to leave this place with me." Then it stricken me, where is here.

"Where exactly we are, what's a name of this forest?"

"This is the Restless forest, dangerous place to be alone believe me. From your confused face I can say that I have to specify it. You are in Rumania. "

"What the hell... how can you understand me... how can you saw my face in this darkness!?"

"It would be better if you go sleep, there will be long way before us, and you aren't fully recovered." I want to protest, to know answers on the questions I feel adrenalin rush troughs my veins. But then the darkness knocks me out.

I don't know how long I slept but I was awoken by smell of food. There was light from the fire. And I for first time can look into the face of man who saved me needless to say that without the glasses I didn't see much. Light hair it could be blond or light brown I can't say in this light, sharp trait, and skin without tan on the right face he has some ornament, maybe tattoo. He looked younger than I thought that he is around thirty. He was sitting and looking into the fire.

"Hi" Was my first word.

"Hello Sleep Beauty, I have there something to eat for you." He gave me some rousted meat, it looks like a legs of hare. I wasn't hungry.

"Eat a little, you will need strength. Today we are leaving. We are here too long, with each passing minute it's more and more dangerous." I take some bits of food.

"Where we will go?"

"To my home. We have to consult your situation. Your wounds are healing amazingly fast. Normal human would be dead or if he survives then it would take a month to be in a condition like you are after five days healing."

"I have a good doctor.... "I try to look innocent.

"And you have a good sense for humour. Now true." He commands me.

"You will not believe me. How can you understand English?"

"Try me." He absolutely ignores my questions.

"Then you can laugh me. I'm wizard. Who are you? "

"A wizard, I thought so. She has really a sick sense of humour." Then he began laugh.

"What, you are too??? Who is she?"

"Let's say I know also some tricks." Then he extinguishes fire and helps me stand up. My legs are like jelly after five days of rest. I don't think that I can go long track. I say him so.

"I know that's why I have here a horse."

"What?" When we were out I see it. Doesn't look like normal horse. A big black monster with ruby eyes, it in some ways looks like a relative of thestrals but without wings.

"Can I guess? You aren't normal human too?" He only smirks and grabs me into his hands and carries me to the horse and lifts me on.

"We have long way before us so don't tire yourself by speaking." And so we go through the forest beside Forgiven forest look save like a kindergarten. And I began wonder who is this man who call himself Frey after northern god and have a hellish horse.

It looked like we will never find our way from this forest. Look still same dark and dangerous, the only light company gave us moon and stars. For three nights we go and in day we rest and sleep hidden from the sun. I guess he is a vampire, but if he was I would have been sucked to the dead. I don't think that he have me like a live can of drink but who knows for now I to afraid to ask him. He is a quite company and in some ways he reminds me Snape. On the other hand Snape wouldn't hold me and let me rest on his chest when we are on the horse. I feel like girl. But I'm too tired to carry about it.

Fuck so much time for thinking, it's not good. My friends worry for me but maybe they don't know. I have packed everything because I thought that I will be sent on special holiday training. But the headmaster said it was too dangerous and we will have to wait. But what I was doing in this pub and why I was in city. The memories are so blurry. A perfect murder only what they need was to sent my things away. Headmaster will think that I was furious and fled away like a reckless child which he thinks I'm. Who will try to search me in Romania only a crazy man but the hell I know two the headmaster and Voldie. But this has no logic so maybe Trelawney try to search me here. Charlie Weasley. Yes, he is in Romania or I think so. Charlie is my only rescue from here.

"We are here." I saw only ruin before myself, but I hoped that it will be illusion. I was glad that I was right when before us appear a big stone maison.

"So this is one of your tricks?" He only smirks.

"Let me get you down. When we are in you must take a bath and I will change your bandages. It's only miracle that you didn't catch an infection."

He takes me in to the house, prepares me a bath. I was embarrassed; the last time when somebody was helping me with bath was when I was child. So aunt was the last person who saw me like that. I tried to tell him that I can do it myself but in next seconds I nearly fainted from a pain when I was trying to strip myself. So his hands take care about my bloodied clothes and in moments lay on the floor.

I felt my cheeks burning when I looked at him but his face was stoics without emotions. The bath has smell of herbs. He said that in it will help to heal wounds completely.

I feel heavy, his hands was scrubbing my body. It fell so good. So I let my eyes close and enjoyed hot water and his care. He was behind me and washing my back, after he was done he started to trace my spine with fingers up and down I lean into these touches. I felt his tentative breath on my neck when he began to stroke my throat with his second hand. And I let him. His lips lean on my neck and started sucked my skin and only thing what can I do was moan. He played with my body stroke it, caress it, kiss it and bite it. The barriers of my self-preservation were away. I feel my pumping erection between my legs and then his fingers around it and I didn't do anything to stop him. I let him to make me come under supervision of his hand meanwhile he was whispering unimportant sweet words into my ears. I nearly passed out from an orgasm after that I rest into his hand and lay my head on his shoulder.

"We will have to have serious conversation about our situation." Were my words after I caught my breath.

"Sure, my Sleep Beauty." He chuckled into my ears and helped me to stand up from the bath tub and wrapped me into a towel like a child.

"But before that we should eat something."

"You live here alone?" I asked him to break a silence when we were sitting and eating food.

"For most of time yes, the forest didn't welcome visitors. So it helps my purposes."

"And they are?"

"To have a time and piece for my work, but it seems that I have to make an exception for you. Tell me what is new in your home? It's a long time when I visited your country."

"Do you mean a wizard word?"

"Of course, you silly boy."

"In a short version we are unofficially in a war. Voldemort is again alive and with Death Eaters he is trying to take over the Britain. But a ministry doesn't do nearly anything to stop them, everything is in a chaos. Only man who tries to do something is Headmaster of Hogwards Dumbledore, but still it's not enough. What do you do here?"

"Voldemort... last time when I had heard about him he had been vanished by a mere child. But it's nearly fifteen years now. I thought it wouldn't be so easy to kill this guy; he has his triumphs in his sleeves. On the other hand Dumbledore is still meddling into a politicy like it was his only hobby.

"You know him?"

"Of course, who wouldn't? Tell me you study in Hogwards, do they still teach you to use the silly stick?"

"You mean wand... of course. Do you have mine or its lost?"

"No, there didn't lie anything like that, but you will not need it here."

"Of course I will need it, without it I can do magic. I need it I must get home."

"Do you think you silly boy that your magic depends only on piece of wood? Do you think that wizard didn't do magic before there was invented wand? No. The wand was only aid for wizard who didn't have enough magic or they magic core was damage by an accident. Every proper wizard child can do wandless magic." He was angry but then he looked at me and said:

"Sorry, this is not your fault. You will leave this place, but now is not time for it. Your magic is too wild and floating around you, it's like magnet for problems. We have enough luck to survive the way here. In this house you are safe, there are wards around." Then he caught his breath and continued.

"I thought about what you said about how you get here. I have some idea what how it happens but for now we can let it be. I didn't take an apprentice but you will be the exclusion. I will teach you how to tame your magic enough to get yourself trough this forest."

"But they need me."

"Who need your dead body, Beauty? Because our chances to get through this forest alive equals zero now. On the other hand you can choose to be taught and get stronger to protect people who you love. How do you think you will be more helpful for your fellows dead or alive?" Yes he is right. Without him I'm dead.

"But what will you have from this contract?"

"Good question. For me its challenge to be a teacher it's something I haven't try in my whole life. And it's been long time when I have company here; man need some change not to go crazy from isolation. So question is do you take my offer?"

"Yes" That was only answer what can I give him and beside Dumbledore wanted to train me so what. I only hope it will not be late.

When I said this word I didn't fully understand with what I agreed. But these months what followed change my life course more than I though.

Meanwhile on the meeting of the Order of Phoenix.

"Are you sure Severus that Tom doesn't capture Harry?"

"I'm utterly certain that. The Dark Lord was really displeased that I didn't give him any information about changes of Potter's ability to close a link between their minds. I don't believe that Potter was capable to master Oclumancy in a week when he couldn't learn basics in a year. So there is chance that the brat is somewhere under a special wards which are overshadowing their connection."

"Did you find some vestiges where Harry could be or who is behind his kidnapping?" He looked on the members of the Order in the room. And Mad Moody took the word.

"It seems that Dursley's were oblivated and Harry's things are gone. On the other side the underage magic wasn't registered. But when we asked in neighbourhood we have found one witness who saw person look alike Harry to go on a bus to London. Now we are trying to find some track in London but the chances to find him are thin if he is hidden in the muggle part of London. But if it is true what Snape was saying, we can narrow the range."

"Molly are you certain that Ron and Hermione don't know anything what could make our situation clear?"

"No, they don't know anything. Yes, he was angry about what happen to Sirius but before the departure he looked calm and ... determined. He said them that he wont do anything rush and silly what can lead to the death of people who he love." She nearly chocked when she let the last word out.

"Yes, there is it Potter appeared calm ... he planed something and now we have here a big problem, on which ministry we have to search him now?"

"Severus!!" The voices were loudly whispering and echoing all over the room.

"Did you ask them if there are places which he would want to visit?"

"He didn't say them anything like that. Hermione thinks that he would like to visit the tombs of his parents. But we looked there and no a track."

"Hell we don't even know when he exactly disappeared. It's ten day when somebody saw him. Albus you should really put him under some tracking spell. We would have less work. "

"Moody has a point." Remus growled.

"Severus the connection between Harry and Voldemort was disabled between the last two death eaters meetings?

"Yes"

"Then he wasn't immediately put behind the wards but it can mean many things."

"Yes and the next option is that he was killed and that's why the Dark Lord can't feel the connection."

"Enough Severus, Harry can't be dead. I'm no doubt that we will find him. Now calm down please and give me your attention. This information about disappearing of Mr. Potter mustn't leave this room. It would evoke panic and fear and our side would be weakened." Headmaster said without usual twinkling in his eyes.

"I hope you will keep me in touch about the progress. Now please I will end this meeting."