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When he awoke it was pitch black. Nothing was recognizable in the blank that was his room. He began to sit up and wincing at the pain that split through his skull he pulled himself into a sitting position. At that moment he realized that he was blind folded. He reached up and untied it to see the one and only Albus Dumbledore sitting not but five feet away. That infuriating twinkle in his eyes was obvious even through his blurred vision. Harry had to blink once, twice, three times before he came to terms that his Headmaster was in his bedroom. (Albus is not dead in my story)

"Well good evening Mr. Potter or should I say Weasley now." Dumbledore says looking at Harry over his half moon glasses.

"Err, hello professor." A look of sheer confusion gracing his beautiful green eyes. From past experiences he knew if the most powerful wizard in the world was in your room, in the middle of the night for that matter you knew it couldn't be good.

"Mr. Weasley it has come to my attention that some sort of a accident happen to you a fort night ago?"

"Uhh. Yes professor. I was walking in the woods at the back of the house when all of a sudden I was hit it the back of the head. Charlie came and found me a couple hours later. Now things seem to be a tad bit weird around here."

"Weird in what way Harry?"

"Well my mum can't use certain ingredients in her cooking any more. I would have weird reactions from it even if I've eaten it before. I noticed I'm stronger to! Ginny got me really angry about how much I've been writing to Hermione and I punched a whole right through the door." Dumbledore smiled as he heard Harry refer to Molly as his mother.

He took a moment to choose his next word when he spoke it was shaky." Professor my door is solid Oak! I didn't even hurt myself."

Albus just sat there looking thoughtful. Until he looked up eyes dancing as he replied. "Ah, Harry what a tangled web we've weave." He said as he gave an amused laugh.

Harry looked like he just swallowed a wasp.

He gazed upon his Headmaster in pure shock. He was laughing! He thought this was a laughing matter! Harry had obviously been hanging around the Weasley's to much for he felt that famous temper rise but he pushed it down out of the respect he had for his Headmaster.

He decided to see what was so funny. "Professor, um... what is so funny? I don't see me being attacked as something too laugh at." He said in a surprisingly calm voice.

Albus stopped laughing enough to look at Harry more crucially. The young mans hair now touched his middle for arm, a darker black (if that's possible) and his eyes were a fire cracker electric emerald green. The build of the boy in itself was astonishing.

His lanky frame was no more but a filled out broad shouldered very handsome young man (must he dare say it out loud) lay before him. Harry of course failed to noticed, he knew then what had happen to Harry and wasn't as prepared as he should have been for the reaction he would get. "Harry can I see your wrist?"

"Sure professor" Harry says a little nervous.

Dumbledore turns over Harry's wrist two find two identical black dragons on each one.

"Harry I need you to tell me exactly what happened to you that day".

"Well I told you professor I was walking in the woods behind the house. I didn't see anyone or hear anything for that matter. I just kept walking and enjoying the quiet. Then all of a sudden I was on the floor and lights in the front of my face and than I blacked out. I woke up in my bed a week later so the others say. That's when I noticed the dragons. Mum thought I had got a tattoo!

That's when the weird things started happening, the food allergies, the extra strength and last night or yesterday morning so to speak I felt this agonizing pain in my arm that began in my hand that was hanging off the side of the bed and shot up my arm like fire. I sat up and the pain went through my whole body, every inch of me was in pain and I blacked out when someone or something made the window close. I woke up to find you here." He said out of breath.

All Dumbledore had to say was "I see, any odd dreams?"

"Not really just a person leaning against a window seal looking out, I can't see his face. Just as I'm about to tap him on the shoulder I wake up".

"So it's a male in your dream?"

"Yes sir I feel like I know him but I can't place him?"

"Mr.Weasley I'm going to need to talk to your mother."

"Why professor?"

"You will find out soon enough."

"But professor-"

"Harry please understand this is more than you wish to know right now. You will be present when I talk to your mother I promise. Just do me one thing?"

"Yes professor?"

"Stay out of the light." His eyes, twice as bright nods in goodbye to seek out Harry's mother. Down the hall down the stairs and into the living room where a very worried Molly Weasley is waiting.

"Albus what is wrong with him?" Is the first thing that comes from her mouth. Concern slipping out of every word.

Turning serious he starts "Molly... I'm afraid your son has fallen victim to a Veela\Vampire."

At this news Molly's face paled. Why must the fates mess with him so much!

She sank into the love seat next to the fire place Albus by her side as a shaky sob racks her body.

"Hasn't he been through enough Albus?! Why can't they leave him alone?"

It was a while before she could bring her self under control. She looked up at Albus with watery eyes and in a voice full of emotion...

"Albus what are we going to do?"

Dumbledore gave a heavy sigh "First my dear Molly we have to tell Harry."

Nodding her head she stood shakily to her feet making her way to her son's room to break the news that will most likely shatter his world. At least that's what they thought!

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