Lucas was…interesting. At least in the opinion of Harry. The first thing he had done, well after he had a tour and met Harry better, was he picked a room. They discussed that while they may be mates they know nothing of one another, and as such they shouldn't share a bed or room until they knew on another better. Unlike Harry thought he would Lucas picked a room on the top floor rather than the basement. The room he picked was filled with natural light, the fact that he, as a vampire, picked this was unusual indeed. He then left and came back with all of things as he hadn't exactly known what was happening when he felt the bond pull on him. Later that day they sat down in the dining room. It had been painted a spectacular blue color, as result of the elves' creativeness.

"I am guessing you are…18?" Lucas asked.

"16," Harry responded, "And I suppose you aren't the 20 you appear to be." He laughed quietly. Harry noticed his laugh was very unlike anything he had heard before. It wasn't bad just different. He then responded,

"No I am not, I am in fact 365 or at least this December I will be." Harry was silent for a moment before he said,

"Little bit of an age difference then isn't there?"

"There is, however I don't think that will be much of an issue, as I still hold the body of a man of 20."

"Okay," Harry said a little confused. Harry was about to ask another question when there came a taping at the window. The two looked up and saw an owl at the window. Harry opened it and took the letter it carried. He grimaced when he noticed it was a howler. He braced himself and opened it.

"HARRY, WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU!"

"Ron calm down…Harry…WHERE THE BLOODY HELL ARE YOU? YOU DISSAPEAR IN THE MIDDLE OF DIAGON ALLEY, YOU DON'T SAY ANYTHING, AND NOW WE'RE HEARING FROM THE EVENING PROPHET THAT YOU WENT AND GOT A MASSIVE HOUSE, AND TOOK YOUR NEWTS? NOT TO MENTION THAT WE ARE SUPPOSE TO BE WATCHING YOU. BECAUSE YOU DUMBLEDORE…"

"What Hermione is trying to say is that you need to get you stupid ass back here before you, before we, before everyone involved gets hurt, or in trouble."

"What Ron is trying to say, is to get your stupid fucking ass back here before we track you down and drag you back. This will not stand, you hear? IT WILL NOT!"

With that the letter ripped itself up and Harry, more sure of his friends were being paid off by Dumbledore, sat down heavily in his chair. He stared blankly at the table. It felt as though he sat there for hours before Lucas entered his vision.

"I know this may not be the best time, but what was that about?" He asked.

"Oh you know just more drama in my fucking life. My Headmaster, has been stealing from me, he knew I was a Mortagain and didn't tell me, I just found out yesterday, I think he is paying my best friends to BE my friends, you heard Ron, Hermione, and Ginny there. Ginny was the one at the end. To top it all off I have somebody trying to kill me, and my relatives…and the somebody trying to kill me is mysteriously connected to me through my scar somehow." Now instead of some crap about how it was going to get better, or asking Harry if he wanted to talk about it Lucas did the one best thing in that situation. He leaned in and hugged the young man. And with that Harry broke down and cried.

The next morning Harry woke and went out to the balcony. He sat in a chair at one of the tables and called a house elf for breakfast. He then put on some quiet music before enjoying his breakfast. After that he read for an hour or so before heading down stairs. He moved into the library and to his surprise he found Lucas at a table reading vigorously. He was surrounded by different notes, and the like. Harry approached the vampire. When he was within a few feet Lucas said,

"Good morning Harry, how are you?" Startled Harry answered,

"Fine…what are you doing?"

"I am researching, on particular thing you said last night. The point when you said that you and he were connected mysteriously."

"Oh? And what have you found?"

"There are several ways it could be done however if I knew when it started that would be better."

"The night he tried to kill me," Harry answered automatically. This forced a sharp intake of breath to come from the vampire. He turned from the table and looked at Harry.

"Then there is only one option. It seems Voldemort made you a Horcrux." There was a moment pause before Harry asked,

"A what?"

"A horcrux, he placed a piece of his soul in you, on accident I am assuming, in order to gain immortal life. Think since that night are there any characteristics you have gained which you should not have?"

"Parseltongue." Harry said quietly.

"Then there is no question, you are indeed a Horcrux of the Dark Lord Voldemort." Despite the seriousness of the topic at hand, Harry could only think of one thing,

"Does this mean I have to invite him for Christmas?"

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It was the 28th of august and over the past month much had happened. Early on two more mates had shown up, both of whom Harry had never heard of. The first was Damien Green, who was a rare shape-shifter. He had actually gotten into the grounds by turning into a mole and digging his way through. This made Harry add underground wards. Damien turned out to work as a Healer, and had for the past 60 years. Before that he played a Robin Hood of sorts…at least that was how he described it. He and Lucas had crossed a paths a few times, and were not the greatest of friends. When Harry asked why Lucas scowled and said that Damien had played "Robin Hood" with the amulet his mother had given to him as she died. This got a sheepish smile to come from Damien and a huff from Harry, who decided it was best to let them sort it out; though he did remind the two that they were going to be together for a very long time, and that it would be best to put to rest the petty arguing.

The second of the new mates was named Mathew Love. He was a tempest. In other words he had a small amount of control over the elements. He was as big as a bear, and his rippling muscles were rather intimidating. He was only 32 years old, and had spent most of that time attending Durmstrang, and then living in the woods near a mountain, to be with the elements. He was at least 6'5" and towered over all of them. However ever since he had come to the manor the gardens had been flush with life, animals and magical creatures had been flocking to the manor and the sea was calm. Mat almost never had his wand on him preferring to leave it in his room. He had gotten to know Harry very quickly and Harry loved his company, however he was a bit reserved around the other two.

Yes Harry's life had changed much in the past month or so. He had gotten his NEWT results back. He had passed every subject, most with an O. Since then he had done little but enjoy his new house and mates. But on this day Harry had something to do and somewhere to go. He was headed to Diagon Alley, for various reasons. Before he left however he called both Dobby and Winky to him. A few weeks previous he had called the two to him. The had both bonded themselves to him, and he had also called Kreature, however the house elf was still…well…a little crazy and so Harry decided to leave him behind, however the two others followed Harry as he apparated to the alley.

He started walking down the street toward Madame Malkin's yet something caught his eye. Right at the beginning of Nocturne Alley there was a pet shop. Not completely sure why Harry felt compelled to enter the store and look around. There was a wide variety of different animals and beasts inside. There were a few which Harry found interesting yet he didn't want to get anything which would upset the centaurs, unicorns and other animals in the woods surrounding his house, which Mathew had befriended. He also wanted something which would last. He would be living for as long as his mates would and they were technically immortal so he wanted something which he could live with. He could get normal pets later, however right now two particular birds were catching his eye. The first was a massive phoenix, it must have been at least 2 and a half feet tall possibly all the way to 3. It seemed to exude power. Man got close to it and the bird screeched, and set the man's robes on fire. It had exceptional control over its power. However next to it was a rather small snow phoenix, who once the man was on fire, put him out with a quick powerful blast of cold air. The red bird then looked over at him as though to say "you must ruin all of my fun?" Harry laughed slightly and approached the two.

After a short time bonding and getting to know the two Harry bought the two birds and told them to go home which they did. Harry then continued with his day. He bought a new wardrobe, along with purchasing some new books and various other needs. Harry was just about to leave the alley when he noticed the Weasley's, along with Hermione exiting the quidditch supply store. Ron was caring a brand new top of the line racing broom. So did Ginny, Hermione had a large stack of books, and the rest of the family had on rather nice clothing. Harry quickly put two and two together and realized that the only way they could have afforded such nice things would be the money they got from Dumbledore i.e. Harry. Harry approached from behind them and listened to their conversation.

"Now that Harry has taken his NEWTS and graduated I wont have to pretend to live in poverty anymore," Ron said, "I can finally use my money."

"Not that we will really be getting anymore, seeing as Harry has disappeared on our watch," Hermione stated.

"Yeah but we've got a fortune from the last 6 years, that will last us for a long time."

"It would last even longer If Harry were here so I could marry him," Ginny put in.

"Yes but there is no point in worrying about it now so just enjoy yourselves," Molly said.

"And how exactly did you come across your money?" Harry asked suddenly revealing himself. The group turned around in shock. They then stared at him for a moment before Harry continued saying, "I'm sorry that was a bit of a rhetorical question since you just told me how a moment ago, I will just inform you that I will get my money back, and possibly see some of you in prison. Have a good day!" With that Harry spun on his heel and disappeared.

Harry entered his entrance hall and stormed upstairs. He ran into Damien on the way up stairs who, noticing Harry's stormy mood, asked,

"What's wrong Harry?" Harry simply gave him a stormy look and continued toward a portrait, before entering and moving into his bedroom. He then grabbed his ipod and feeling he need something which would calm him yet reflect his mood he started blaring Beethoven's 9th symphony. Harry then moved onto his balcony and found his two new friends. The phoenix looked at him and Harry went to stroke the two. For whatever reason Harry knew the two already had names, and that by giving them different ones he would be insulting them. Harry went back inside and grabbed a piece of parchment and an ink pot. He moved back to the balcony and said to the two,

"If you would be so kind as to reveal your names." Harry then placed the parchment down along with the ink. The large orange bird moved forward and dipped his middle claw in the well before moving to the parchment and spelling out 'Amadeus'. Harry smiled at the phoenix and then the blue one came up and dipped his claw before spelling out, 'Zenon'. Harry couldn't help but laugh. "Your two seem to be complete opposites. Fire and ice, A and Z, anger and zen or at least from what I can tell." The two birds seemed to frown at him for a moment before they seemed to think it over and grudgingly agree. This cause Harry to laugh once again and he then sat down and talked to the two until the climax of the song came and finally ended. Harry, feeling much better, turned off his ipod and moved out of his bedroom.

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Okay so I will thank you all for your patience. But as I stated before I am very busy. Hopefully this will be less sporadic over time. but on a good note we made it over 100 followers on 1 chapter, which is just amazing thank you so so much.