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Immortals CH2: Revelations

"I am...a Vampire." Will's face was blank as he said this, his eyes looking for any kind of reaction by Harry.

Harry immediately went on guard, without breaking eye contact with Will, he began to count the number of escape routes he had available, as well as anything nearby he could use to defend himself.

'Window is no good. I'd be dead before I reached the front door. The garage is locked tight...'. Trying to Calmhimself slightly, he tried to think about the situation. 'I've been here for hours. Will has had plenty of chances to attack me, but he hasn't. It doesn't seem like he has any intentions of hurting me, but still... something doesn't seem right here.'

"Yo- You're a Vampire?" Harry laughed nervously. This had to be some sort of joke.

Will's face split into a small smirk. "I'm afraid so, Harry."

Harry immediately stopped laughing, he was serious. His voice retained that same genuine kindness it had before. Harry slowly sat back down in his chair. He sat there stiffly, ready for anything.

Will smile grew at his actions. "You are the first person I have revealed this to in quite some time. Even more, you are the first who had not fled my presence or attempt to slay me upon hearing such a declaration. It fills me with great joy that you seem at least tentatively accepting of my curse."

Harry smiled uncomfortably. "Well, you haven't given me any reason to fear you, Besides, you don't seem like any of the vampires I've read about in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Will snickered at the mention of the subject. "There is a great deal that wizards do not know about my kind."

Harry didn't know how to respond to that comment. As a silence began to stretch between them, he decided to ask the question that was beginning to overwhelm him. "So.. What exactly are you doing here in Surrey?" Before he could even finish his question a more pressing one left his lips. "Are..are you here for me?" Harry feared the answer but dared not show it.

Will sighed deeply. Then looked uncertain. "I will answer your questions and more, but I would prefer you answered my question first."

Harry gained a confused expression. "Huh?"

"Why do you smell like mutt?" Will repeated patiently.

Harry didn't know how to respond. Will obviously knew the answer, by the look on his face, he was worriedly expecting an answer he was probably dreading. For the life, of him Harry couldn't figure out what he meant.

Lifting his right arm, Harry tentatively sniffed under his arm, followed by his shirt. "I- I'm not sure what you mean Will, I don't smell anything. The Dursleys don't have a dog."

Will seemed to relax slightly at Harry's answer but still the nervous seriousness of his expression remained.

"Harry... have you ever encountered a Werewolf?"

Harry stiffened slightly at the realization. He knew exactly what Will meant now. Apparently Will noticed and immediately stood in a panic. "You mean they've come after you?!"

This outburst confused Harry. "They? Who's They?"

Will relaxed slightly. He stood there thinking deeply and watching Harry closely. He looked like he was choosing his next words carefully. "Do you know any werewolves Harry?"

The question made Harry very uncomfortable. It was true, he did know a werewolf, but Remus had told him how badly werewolves were treated, and how important it was that as few people as possible knew about his 'furry little problem'. Looking to Will, he nodded slowly.

Will looked down at Harry, a fierceness seemed to creep into his ordinarily bright composure. "Were you bitten?"

Harry rose at this accusation and was quick to protest. "No! O- of course not! He is an old friend of my parents! They went to school together years ago! I only just met him this year."

The edge in Will's posture eased and he slowly lowered into his seat. Harry, realizing Will was not angry, returned to his seat as well.

Will was silent for a long moment before he looked at Harry with what appeared to be hope. "Would this werewolf's name happen to be Lupin?"

Harry was surprised. "You know Remus?"

Will shook his head. Harry noticed that most of the previous tension seemed to leave Will in that moment. "I don't know him well. However we had a brief encounter a few years ago."

Harry was now the one who tensed at the other's words. Harry knew that vampires and werewolves were bitter enemies. "Did you two fight?"

Will laughed merrily at Harry's question. "Not at all. I had met Lupin in a tavern on the outskirts of London. I knew what he was the second he sat next to me at the bar." Will paused to remember the moment. "I was worried a fight was about to break out. I'm not really the type to fight unneccarily. So when I rose to leave, I was quite shocked when I felt his hand on my shoulder, it was a light and friendly gesture." Will leaned back in his seat recalling the memory. "I'll never forget that night."

Harry was intrigued by the story, he was eager to learn more about what happened with Remus. "So what happened?".

Will reached for his drink and took a sip. Harry was glad, because the gesture had eased his nerves a great deal.

"Don't leave on my account mate. Come on, I'll buy you a drink". Will quoted with a smile. "That was the first time I had met a werewolf with any semblance of decency. We sat and we talked about many things; literature, we talked about the places we had been, we talked about quidditch and even told some entertaining stories. Our conversation was light and friendly. I was surprised at how... human the experience was." Will's face became nostalgic. "We parted ways and I have not heard of him since."

Harry smiled at the tale. That was so like Remus. He was the type to take a potential enemy and try to befriend him. Despite all Remus had gone through, he was still a great guy.

Will looked relieved. "I'm glad it was only him."

Harry frowned in thought. "Will... Before you asked if 'they' had gotten to me. What exactly did you mean by that?".

Will cleared his throat and took in a deep breath. This did not ease Harry of his anxiety.

"Harry, I came to Surrey so that I might ask for your aid. I was worried that perhaps I wasn't the only one who thought you a valuable ally."

"What could I possibly be able to help a vampire with?" Harry asked curiously. "You know... you don't look like any vampire I've ever heard of... Plus you were outside during the day! Shouldn't you have burst into flames or something?" Harry added slightly accusingly.

"Before I ask you of anything. I think it would be a good idea to explain some things." Will smiled uncomfortably. "The Wizarding world has made many misconceptions about my kind."

Harry was not very surprised by this. From his experience so far in the Wizarding world he knew that witches and wizards were very narrow minded and bigoted. They easily believed everything they read in The Daily Prophet, and their knowledge of things outside of their small world was limited and very outdated. Harry gestured for Will to continue.

"Well, there really is no place to begin. Let me start by answering your first question. I am known by my kind as William. In the muggle and Wizarding World, I go by Will. This", Will raised his hand showing a simple ring. It was so plain that he had not even noticed he was wearing it. There were no jewels or stones; it was nothing like the jewelry his aunt usually wore. There were some sort of symbols etched into the metal, but they were so small and tightly packed together that Harry couldn't make them out. "is how my kind has overcome much of our curse".

"What do you mean? That ring let's you go outside?"

"It does much more than that, Harry. Over time, my kind needed to adapt in order to survive. The sun was not our only enemy. Humans, both muggle and wizard had hunted us in fear for generations. Constant conflict with the Lycans nearly exterminated us. Many years before the establishment of what is now the Ministry of Magic. Our kind, with the help of a small group of wizards, developed a spell that would allow us much more freedom from our curse, allowing us to live amongst mortals." Will explained as if lecturing his favorite subject in school.

"The spell was cast on various rings and were distributed among the remaining vampires along with the spell. They were forbidden from turning a mortal without using the spell. And so, we disappeared into the mortal world. The rings allow us to live almost a completely mortal existence. We can be in the sun, and the compulsion to feed is almost non-existent."

"So...aren't you like dead or something?" Harry asked gently, not really knowing how to phrase the question.

Will laughed loudly. "Do I look dead?"

"Well... No, but you're a vampire right? Doesn't that mean that you died?" Harry began.

"Think of it this way... I died. Then I woke up. Instead of passing on, I merely awakened as a Vampire." Will attempted to explain.

Harry paused to think how to respond, becoming trepid, he tentatively asked. "S- So, what does it feel like? You know - being a vampire?"

Will seemed to ponder this for a second. "I don't think I have ever been asked that."

Harry was quick to correct himself. "Sorry! I- Uh, really didn't mean to offend, I was just-"

Will cut off his apology. "No no, it's alright."

"Well." Will paused for a moment."It's allot like being alive. Except... Things feel a bit colder, Except when you are in contact with others. The warmth from another person is an incredible feeling for us. Your emotions are far more powerful. When...you feel happy, you feel overjoyed. When you feel sadness, you feel sorrow. When you feel anger, you feel rage." Will spoke solemnly as if it were a very sore subject for him. He paused again to think. When he spoke again it was slightly more positive. "My senses are sharpened, I have strength and agility beyond the capability of humans. I have a more powerful magical core than I had in my - other life, and I have powers that most mortals would kill for."

Harry suddenly realized something that Will had mentioned before. "Wait - so are you saying you can do magic?"

Will smirked. "Yes" Will reached into his pocket and withdrew a long dark wand. "I can."

Harry was astonished at what he was hearing. "But, they teach us that vampires can't perform magic! They say that you would lose your magic once you turn!"

Will flicked his wand, nothing happened for a moment. Then two bottles of Coke floated into the room before landing softly on the table. "For some, magic does leave you. In those cases it is usually because they are overwhelmed by their instincts and become little more than beasts that live only to feed and mate." Will's tone changed to one of slight disgust. "It is those vampires that wizards have seen. Those who are unable to control themselves and defect from our kind's laws."

Will twirled his wand and reached his arm towards Harry offering it to him bottom first. "Take a look." Harry was surprised by the gesture. It signified a great deal of trust to give your wand to someone. Harry examined the wand as Will continued his tale.

"So, like I was saying. My kind disappeared among mortals. Most of them chose the muggle world as it was much easier to blend into. The few that did stay in the Wizarding world usually switched between the two worlds in order to remain inconspicuous. Over time, the muggle world developed far beyond the scope of wizards and soon enough all vampires merged into the muggle world."

Will then stood and began to pace slowly around the room. "For a long time, our only problem was the occasional fight breaking out between one of our clans and a werewolf pack. That is until he who called himself Lord Voldemort began his rise to power." Will stopped his pacing and stared at Harry. Harry then noticed that his gaze was not on him, but was solely focused on his scar. "He had somehow found out how to contact us and requested that we join his ranks. There were more of us then, and we had every reason to join him."

"But you didn't?" Harry asked

Will smiled painfully. "A few did. Mostly those who either struggled in the muggle world or those who had trouble controlling their curse. Those that did had their rings taken and were spellbound to secrecy."

"In the end, we never needed to make the choice. Shortly after he made contact, he was defeated." Will said this part with a smile, now looking Harry in the eyes.

Harry head was spinning slightly. This was a lot of information to take in. Still Harry was beginning to get the feeling that the impromptu history lesson was not complete.

"I'm sure you would really like to know why I'm here now, right?" Will asked with a smirk at Harry's expression.

"Well, yeah."

"I came to Surrey in order to find you. To be honest, I was shocked when I realized I had moved in across the street from my target. I had expected it to take much longer to find you." Harry was about to comment on that but Will did not give him a chance. "It took a long time, but I was able to find out your relatives lived in Surrey. Apparently the Ministry did a fairly good job covering up your exact location, but a slip up at the Improper Use of Magic Department revealed that a letter was sent to Surrey addressed to you. It was just pure luck that I happened to move in across the street. I had expected to have to do a good bit of detective work in order to find you."

Will cleared his throat again. "Anyway, I came looking for you in order to form a bridge of contact."

Harry gained a relieved expression, he had expressed much worse. "What do you mean?"

"As I mentioned before, there are not many of my kind left. Those that remain are divided among four clans scattered all over the continent. Recent events have transpired and my kind is now greatly at risk. My clan has tasked me to seek out our brethren in order to warn them of the threat."

Harry brows furrowed in concern. "What kind of threat?"

Will seemed hesitant to answer. "We aren't sure, all we know is that many vampires have been slain in their own homesrecently. Many of us live very normal lives in the muggle world. Some even choose to adopt families of their own. Olric, our Historian, keeps tabs on every vampire. He has a tome that records the death of each of us as it happens. In the past year he has recorded the deaths of four vampires - all of which we have been unable to find." Will frowned slightly. "Four deaths in less than a year is alarming. It means that someone may have found a way to track us, and is now hunting us down."

"That's...really awful Will, but what does all of this have to do with me?" Harry asked now very confused.

Will seemed slightly embarrassed. "I decided that if this threat is truly powerful enough to warrant a warning like this. We are going to need more help. We are going to need help from Wizards."

Harry thought about Will's words. It made sense, but it was obvious that Will was choosing his words very carefully. "Again, Why me?"

Will sighed. "You are a powerful wizard who has fame that spans all of Europe. More importantly, you are a neutral party. You are neither bound to the bias of the Light-aligned families of the Wizarding world, nor are you a known supporter of The Dark Lord or his Death Eaters."

"That... makes sense I guess." Harry conceded. "but I'm not a powerful wizard, I was only a baby when Voldemort attacked me. Dumbledore thinks it was something my mum did that defeated him".

Will was thoughtful for a moment. "I don't know of any magic that could do something like what you did. It must have been very old magic if what your saying is true." He shaking the thought off. "Nonetheless, you may not realize it but you have a surprisingly powerful magical core."

Harry was surprised. "Really? How can you tell?"

Will gained a cocky smile. "It's one of the gifts of my curse."

"Listen Harry, none of my kind know of my little mission here. I'm breaking allot of rules coming to you. All I am asking is that you will act as a sort of liaison for me. I don't know what's going to happen, but this way both our sides can know what's going on. Really, it will just be us writing back and forth."

Harry leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head, a habit that had formed when me deep in thought. It was a pretty simple request. It sounded like it would just be like having a pen pal, but still Harry couldn't shake off the sinking feeling in his stomach.

"Alright, I'll do it." Harry agreed.

Will smiled appreciatively. "Thanks, I knew this was the right thing to do. I doubt that things will actually get bad enough that anyone needs to get involved. So don't stress about it".

Harry glanced at a large ornate clock that was hanging behind Will. "I better go, it's getting really late". Will rose and stretched. Picking up his wand from where Harry had set it on the coffee table, he waved it deftly and their bottles vanished. "Your right, this took much longer than I had expected."

The two shook hands and Will escorted Harry to the door. Will's almost strange happiness was back and Harry was glad, this had been a very serious afternoon.

Stopping at the door, Will spoke. " I am going to hang around here for a few more days, but I am going to start searching for the others. I am designating this property as an emergency safe house. I probably won't be back for some time, if you wouldn't mind, can you keep an eye on the place when your here?".

"Uh. Sure. No problem. Um, Why do you need a safe house? I thought you said that things aren't going to be so bad?" Harry said with a little suspicion.

Will laughed, "It never hurts to be prepared Harry. This is the first time that my kind has been threatened in a very long time. It's better to prepare for the worst at a time like this. That exactly why I came looking for you.".

Harry was impressed Will seemed so certain that nothing was going to happen that was too dangerous, but he was still ready just in case he was wrong. Saying goodbye to Will, Harry made his was back home.

As he stepped into his aunt's pristine kitchen, he immediately spotted the money on the kitchen table. He was surprised when he counted out fifty pounds. Harry never had any pocket money, having some muggle money would probably be useful over the summer. Now that he thought about it. It would probably be a good idea to have some of his gold converted to pounds, that way he could bring it home with him when he got out of school next summer. Harry quickly ran upstairs and neatly rolled the bills under the loose floorboard under his bed. Smiling widely he went back down to the kitchen and made himself a large dinner, using anything he could from the fridge and cupboards. Placing several plates across the table in the living room, he flipped on the TV and enjoyed his meal. He had enjoyed this evening so much that he had forgotten all about the conversation at Will's.

The next morning was just as enjoyable for Harry. Waking up from where he had fallen asleep on the couch, he took his time covering up his presence from the night before. By noon the Dursleys house was exactly how they had left it the night before. Deciding it would be best to have his chores done before his relatives returned from their impromptu night away he made his way out to the garden. As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Will's house and the conversation from last night came rushing back to him.

It was strange knowing what he did now about his new neighbor. Chuckling to himself, he imagined what his relatives would say if they ever found out about their new neighbor's - condition. As he worked with his plants it he thought about what he had learned. Will had been pretty serious about keeping their meeting a secret. He wondered if he should tell Ron and Hermione about his new neighbor.

He laughed, knowing exactly what they would say. Ron would probably get freaked out and go on about how evil vampires were. As for Hermione he could hear her now, 'Harry! You need to tell someone! Vampires are very dangerous Dark creatures! I've read all about them in..' and she would go on listing examples of why they are dangerous or evil. He had to admit, they would have a point. Vampires aren't exactly known for anything besides killing and attacking people, but Will had not given him any reason to not trust him yet. Plus, it wasn't like Will had asked very much of him. Will would be leaving Privet Drive, and it was possible that Harry wouldn't hear from him again.

Harry had made his decision, he would keep his meeting with Will a secret.

The rest of the week passed by normally for Harry. The Dursleys had returned from London very pleased. Dudley was going on and on about some new theme park that was opening soon. Strangely even his Aunt and Uncle seemed excited about it. Apparently Vernon's company had a contract with some of the construction being done. Petunia seemed excited about the large shops and attractions that would be there. Harry thought it sounded amazing, but knew that he probably would never be able to go - maybe he could convince Ron and Hermione to go sometime.

Soon enough It was the weekend, and the Dursleys were having a lay in. Dudley was in the living room watching some martial arts movie as Vernon read his paper and Petunia read one of her trashy romance books. Harry sat on the floor with his back against the couch as he watched the movie. It was one of those few times when he could watch TV as long as he didn't move or make any noise.

The calm atmosphere was broken by a firm knock on the door. Petunia set her book down and made her way to the door. "Now who could be calling this early?" she said with a huff.

"Good morning Petunia, Sorry to bother you so early" came Will's voice from the entranceway. Harry jumped to his feet and rushed to the door too quickly for his uncle to stop him. "Will? What are you doing here?" he asked as politely as possible. Petunia scowled but said nothing.

Will smiled wide at Harry. "Hey! just the man I wanted to see! I'm about to head out." Will gestured over his shoulder with his thumb. Parked at the crub was a shiny black car not unlike the kind his uncle borrowed from his company "I just wanted to thank you for the help the other day and say goodbye before I took off."

"Where are you off to?" Petunia interjected in what Harry had come to call her 'seemingly caring but actually looking for gossip' voice.

Will turned to Petunia, the grin never leaving his face. "I just got called on travel for work. I won't know where I'm going until I get to the airport. It looks like I'll be gone for quite some time though."

"You must be the new neighbor." came Vernon's voice from behind Harry. He suddenly felt a great weight on his shoulder as Vernon grasped it firmly. "Vernon Dursley." he said pompously and he extended a meaty hand out to him.

"Nice to meet you, Vernon." Will took his hand and shook. Harry noticed the great surprise on his uncle's face, not expecting Will to be quite so strong.

"I'm afraid I have to go, I just wanted to give this to Harry as a thank you for all his help before I left." Will said handing an envelope to Harry.

"Er- Thanks Will. It was no problem though. You don't need to give me anything" Harry replied earnestly. Will laughed at that.

"Nonsense! I insist. I would take it as a great insult if you don't take it." Will said with a smirk.

Looking down at the envelope, he carefully peeled the wax off and opened it reverently. Even to this day, Harry treated every gift with reverence and gratitude. What he saw made him gasp in shock and feel his uncle tightened his grip on his shoulder slightly.

The envelope was stuffed with money. He couldn't see the amounts of the bills they were so tightly packed together..

"No- Will there's no way-" But Harry was cut off by his uncle.

"You heard him, boy. Don't be rude." Vernon said gruffly.

Harry looked up at his uncle's face. His voice was unnatural somehow. Normally his uncle would be adamantly against something like this. Vernon was staring at Will almost transfixed for a moment before he looked to Harry. He looked like he was about to say something more, but he merely nodded.

Harry looked to Will and saw a mischievous smirk on his face. "Well, I better get going, It was nice meeting you Vernon". Will shook his hand again and then turned to Harry. "Thanks again for the help". When they shook hands, Will leaned in slightly. "Remember, this was all just precaution. You'll only hear from me if things get really bad." A bit louder he continued, "Good luck at school next year try to keep out of trouble." Harry smirked.

"I'll try. Have a safe trip." Harry watched as Will said his goodbyes to the Dursleys and confidently strode to his car. With a final nod to Harry, he sped down Privet Drive and disappeared around the corner.

Harry didn't hesitate. Gripping his envelope he sprinted up the stairs and into his room. Locking the door behind him, he pulled the clip of money from the paper and looked at it in awe. Carefully peeling each note as he counted his excitement rose. There was five hundred pounds here!

Harry suddenly felt a large amount of gratitude towards Will. This was incredibly generous of him. However for the life of him he couldn't figure out why he would do something like this. After allot of thought that wasn't getting him anywhere. He tucked the clip of money under his floorboard and made his way back downstairs to catch the end of his movie.

Harry