Guess What? We get to meet Harry's third Daddy!!! Sad to say that nobody guessed right, but it's okay! I really think that you all are going to hate me though. =]
Summary: Prequel to Careful with the Human. After 'destroying' Voldemort, as the papers so kindly put it, Harry, his three dads and his newly adopted brother all move away for protection. After moving, they run into a small coven of vampires where the sparks fly, literally. But where Harry Potter is involved, trouble is not far behind. How will he deal with two vampires oblivious to their bond, a stalker werewolf and classmate, and an abnormal 'normal' life when all he wants is a little peace and quiet?
Disclaimer: See Chapter one please!
Pairings: [In this Chapter] (Sub-Dom/Sub/Dom, Dom/Sub) Edward/Harry/Emmet, Remus/Sirius/TMR, Jasper/Alice, Carlisle/Esme, Lucius/Narcissa, Severus/James
Warning: SLASH, Het; implied sexual situations, mild sexual situations, Threesomes, character bashing, AU, crossover, stalker Jacob and Mike, attempt at rape, OOC, character deaths [minor], mentions of MPREG.
A/N: Ginny was never taken into the chamber of secrets, nor was she given the diary. Lucius was told to keep it until he was told otherwise, so when Harry went in it in his second year, there was no Tom Riddle
Author: Xela
:Parseltounge:
Emmet mind voice
Edward mind voice
'Thoughts'
"Speaking"
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Chapter two: My Life's a lie?!
After having that weird -and highly arousing- dream, Harry opened his eyes to the blinding the walls of the Hogwarts Infirmary. He did not close his eyes this time. Instead, he stared at the wall across from him thinking about what had happened with Voldemort.
*****Flashback*****
Harry was walking around the Chamber of Secrets looking for something. A door to be specific. He had seen it when he had come down the first time in his second year. He had only come down a dozen or so times in the past four years, and never had the time to check. Sad to say the chamber had not changed for the better since then.
More skeletons were crunched and littered most of the floor from the entrance to the main chamber. The walls were condensing so much that one would think that the walls were weeping. When he got to the door he wasn't surprised to see a small patch of fungus around the edges. He hissed the password and stepped through the door.
:Lucifer are you awake?:
The seventy foot basilisk slithered out of the mouth of Salazar and up to the sixteen year old. :I am now Massster:
:Heh, sssorry, I didn't mean to wake you.: Harry said apologetically
:It'sss alright. I have nothing to do all day. You have not come to sssee me in a while.:
:Sssorry. I did not mean to ignore you. But I do have a quessstion for you.:
:Asssk away.: Lucifer replied curling around the boy gently.
:Have you ever ssseen this place in its prime?: Lucifer nodded :What wasss it like?:
The giant snake thought for a moment. :In a word magical. When SSSalazar firssst built the Chamber, it wasss all white marble, the pillarsss and the wallsss. The trim wasss green marble. He had plantsss and sssilksss all around the main chamber.:
:It sssoundsss beautiful.: Harry said in awe.
:It wasss. I have not ssseen the living quartersss sssince I wasss a hatchling, but your parentsss told me about it when they were down here.:
:My parents?!: How could his parents have gotten down into the Chamber of Secrets? The last he knew, neither of them were parselmouths. He only knew of one other parselmouth, Voldemort. And the last he checked -or wanted to know- they were NOT related.
:Yesss, I'm sssure they changed it though. They had practically lived in it. Would you like to sssee it?:
:Of courssse!: Lucifer chuckled at his little human's enthusiasm. :Just go through the mouth. The door isss inssside.:
:Thanksss.: Harry said as he nearly ran to the mouth of Salazar.
Inside was huge! It was a quarter size of the Great Hall with only one lit torch. And yet, Harry could only imagine that poor Lucifer only barely rest in the room with space to move. The teen walked around the area, feeling the wall for the door. There! He wrapped his fingers around the handle and opened a door that had been closed for about twenty years.
Harry expected to see old renaissance styled furniture, torches, and moth-eaten cloths. But he did not. The common room had cream walls, red cedar wood floor, and a huge fireplace. The chairs and couch were modern, white and certainly not moth eaten. There were two ceiling length completely filled bookshelves made of cedar like the coffee table and the floor. There were no windows, the only light came from the fireplace and oil-lamps.
Harry walked to the mantle of the fireplace and looked at the pictures cluttering it. He picked up the first on he saw. It was a seven by ten in a gold frame. He took one look at the picture, and his heart nearly stopped. So he looked again.
In the picture was a younger Sirius, maybe seven teen or eighteen, sitting on a white unicorn smiling at the camera. He gave an occasional wave, or blew a kiss in the camera's direction. If Harry thought that that wasn't scary enough, Remus walked into the photo and up to Sirius. He pulled the man down, smashing their lips together. 'I thought Lucifer said that my parents lived here?!' He was just about to put the picture down, when more movement caught his eye. A third person-no man, was entering the picture. He was tall, pale, and had jade eyes and dark hair like Harry. He recognized the man as Tom Riddle from a memory that Dumbledore had shown him. Riddle walked over to the men and kissed both of them until they were sporting a pretty flush.
Harry put the picture down in disgust. Remus and Sirius…KISSED Voldemort, and LIKED IT!
The teen looked at all of the pictures looking for one photo of James and Lily Potter. He found none. All the pictures were almost the same: Sirius, Remus, and Riddle somewhere looking happy and acting like romantic love-sick teenagers (in some pictures they Sirius and Remus did look like teens!). However, he got to a large frame with half a dozen or so smaller pictures in it. One was of the three having what looked like a small wedding ceremony. James was there, but Lily was not, yet he was not alone. He was hanging onto Professor Snape's arm. The Malfoys were there as well, but other than that there were no one else.
The next one was of Sirius in what looked like early stages of pregnancy. He was standing, cradling the bulge that had formed on his stomach. The rest of the photos were of various stages of his pregnancy.
The next picture was of Sirius, all sweaty and dressed in a hospital gown and looking about twenty, holding a newborn baby with a black tuft of hair wrapped in a blue blanket. The man was smiling and kissing the boy's head.
The following picture scared the shit out of him. It was just the baby for the previous picture. He was wearing what looked like a black puppy suit, complete with the hat with the ears on it and all, and at the bottom of the picture were in emerald ink: Harry Sirius Riddle. Born July 31 1980.
There were no pictures of a Harry James Potter, Godson to Sirius Black. Just of Harry Riddle, and as Harry looked at the rest of the photos, he noted that the baby had an eerie resemblance to him. The last picture of the baby was of the child's first birthday. It didn't look like a huge affair, but it did look like everyone was enjoying themselves. Everyone from the wedding was at the party along with a baby Draco Malfoy.
But what did that mean for Harry?
Said teen nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard a door close behind him. He turned and saw none other than Tom Riddle dressed in royal blue robes looking like he was only in his mid thirties. Riddle did not look surprised to see Harry in the room. The man took a hesitant step towards Harry, lifting his empty hands shoulder level to show he meant no harm when Harry made to take out his wand.
"I do not wish to harm you Harry." Tom said gently. His tone was unnerving, Harry couldn't place the emotions in it.
Harry snorted "I'll believe that when I see it."
"I am being honest."
Harry stared at the man with the most calculating and frightening look he could muster. "If you are telling the truth, give me your wand." Honestly, the teen thought that Voldemort would rather die than give up his beloved wand; but again, Harry was shocked beyond anything as the yew wand bumped his foot. He picked it up and put it in his holster next to his own wand. "Speak."
"Did you know Harry" The man began slowly "That a werewolf can have more than one mate? It is possible if the werewolf is powerful enough that they need more than one person to stabilize that power. (Tom smiled as he stroked the frame of the first picture. Harry thought that if he had not been talking to Harry, Tom would have completely ignored him in favor of that photo.) A werewolf can give unconditional love to their mates. As the mates do to the werewolf. A werewolf is an immortal creature, similar to a vampire. When the mates consummate their bond, the mortal mates become immortal." Red eyes connected with green with such intensity that the teen wanted to look away. "I presume Dumbledore has drilled it into your head that I wish to gain immortality."
At Harry's nod, he continued.
"Then why did our dear dear headmaster turn the entire Wizarding World against me? Because he was afraid. I was in love with one thing as a mortal magic. All I wanted to do was separate the magic world from the muggle one. Everyday more and more muggles find out about us. And it's because muggle-borns do not know how to keep our secret. I wanted to give muggle-borns a choice: The Wizarding World or the Muggle World. I had many people on my side, and we were just about to get our campaign finalized when Dumbledore-the power crazed bastard- spread lie after lie about me. He could control my actions for a short while. And my campaign was never passed. I was so angry at him, I wanted my revenge.
"Then I met my mates. And everything changed. I was coming out of the forest entrance of the Chamber of Secrets, and there they were. Curled together under the moonlight. I knew that once I saw them, revenge did not matter. Only them. I stopped planning my revenge and after a few months, we started planning our lives together. But Dumbledore never stopped thinking I was power hungry.
"Somehow the bastard had found out about our consummation and did his research. He found that the only way to kill an immortal was to be killed by another immortal. The only thing he didn't read though, was that mates or their children cannot kill one another. (Here he shot a sad smile to the boy.) In our world, it is possible for males to get pregnant. Did you know that? Yes there are two ways, the unnatural way by potions and the natural way. The natural way can only be achieved by intercourse with all of your mates. If you have two, you cannot have sex with one and hope to have a child, the bond would not be complete. All parties need to want a child for the submissive to become pregnant as well. The rest is up to magic. When we were finally ready for a child, we spent an entire day –not that you need to know that- making extra certain that we were indeed going to have a child.
"Nine months later, our Sirius gave birth to our first and only child. Our son Harry Sirius Riddle. He was named after Remus' grandfather and Sirius. Siri said he had to endure nine months of hell, so he wanted the baby named after him. James and Severus were named his godfathers, and Lily was named his godmother." Riddle looked once again at Harry, only this time it was a look of pure utter torment, after he never looked away from the boy.
"About three months after his first birthday, he was kidnapped. We went through source after source to find our son. James and lily were the ones to find him. They took him to Lily's home at Gordric's Hallow and contacted me to pick him up. That day was –"
"-Halloween" Harry breathed. He understood everything he was being told.
"I see you are realizing what I am saying. I had always hoped that you would get Remus' or my intelligence. When I went to pick you up, Dumbledore had found out about it and went to stop me. He killed Lily and James for being 'light traitors' then he tried killing you with Avada Kedavra. But because you are an immortal child, you only got that scar on your head. However, you also deflected the curse towards me. Now because you are immortal, you should have killed me. But you are my son. So instead of killing me I have been in suspended animation for fifteen years."
Okay, now Harry was confused. He had seen Voldemort regain his form in fourth year. They had fought and Voldemort tried to kill him! Then there was last year where Voldemort tried killing him at Privet Drive! "Harry my child, I know what you're thinking. I swear to you on my magic and my life that it was not me who has been causing you pain."
"How did you-"
"One thing you definitely got from Remus. I can read you like a book." His…father said.
"So if you were in suspended animation, why are you just coming out now? And why couldn't Sirius and Remus take me if I am their son?! I had to live with those god-awful Dursleys who are apparently not related to me! My life is a lie!!"
"Shh-shh-sh, calm yourself Harry. I'll tell you but you have to calm down first. There we go, that's it, deep breaths, just like that. Good. Are you alright?"
"Yes, but can you please just start talking before I start panicking again?" Harry said weakly, earning a warm chuckle from the man.
"As you wish. If my sources are correct, Dumbledore has started filling your head with lies that I made six or seven bloody Horcruxes. That is a lie, since I am immortal and I don't need one of those horrid things. I did however make a number of Cruxes. Crux can mean heart or root; so to put it simply it is tied to my core. Unlike horcruxes, cruxes have no negative effects on the person no matter how many they make. Anyway, a crux is a magical object for safety precaution for immortals only. Should a mortal make one, they'd probably end up six feet under before they could even say Hogwarts. Nobody is completely sure why. To put it simply, when an immortal makes a crux, they are tying that object to their magical core so when they are in a situation like ours, they have a way to come back to their loved ones. Your fathers and I all made about five or so. To summon a person with a crux, obviously you need one of them, but the summoner has to either a blood relative or a mate. You then take the crux to The Veil –it's currently in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry- and push the crux through. Careful you do not touch the veil. And the crux shall take your place and the veil will…well spit you out. Now I'm sure that Dumbledore has done as much as he can to separate the three of you."
Nodding slowly Harry looked up at Tom. "Ok, I understand all of that, but what about Severus? You said that he is one of my Godfathers. So legally, shouldn't he have been able to take me?"
"Yes. But James was, and still is, in a spell induced coma. Severus had planned to Get James out of the coma and get you so you could live with them and Rem. But he was working so much and it was only he and Rem researching and it could only take them so far."
Knowing it was now or never, Tom held out his arms to his only child. Very cautiously Harry walked up to the man and into the arms that wrapped ever so lovingly around him.
The two talked some more until Tom casted a tempus charm. 11:42 "Harry, I think it's time that you went to bed." The red eyed man said. It was then that he noticed how utterly exhausted his son looked.
"I dun wanna go." His words were slurred and he began to sway on the spot. "M'not tired."
"Oh yes you are! Common son, Lucifer and I will see you to the exit."
:Hello young one, I sssee you met your father.: Lucifer greeted with a smirk (or as close as the snake could get to one.).
:Yesss, and thank you for the warning. I almost died of a heart attack when I found out who and how many fathersss I have!:
:Would you have believed me it if I had told you beforehand?:
When Harry gave no reply, the older beings began laughing at him. Harry scowled and half-heartedly ran to the exit. Tom and Lucifer easily caught up to the boy. It wasn't long before they were at the exit and Harry had to say his good-byes. He first went to Lucifer and stroked his head.
:Good-bye for now my friend:
:Good-bye young one.: The snake said into his hand before slithering away.
Harry then turned to his father and pulled him into a bear hug. :You will come get me right…Dad?: Harry did not know the full effect that his words had on the man, but he did know that his father was positively brimming with pride.
:Of course your fathers and I will come get you. But…:
:But..?:
:-sigh- Draco Malfoy would have to come with us.: Tom said looking away.
Harry on the other hand was not really surprised. It was unexpected, but it didn't surprise him. :Why?:
:Lucius and Narcissa, they….were murdered at a ministry outing a few days ago.:
There was a noise that sounded like a sob. Looking down at Harry, Tom saw his son near tears. :Harry, what's wrong?:
:Poor Draco! I know what he's going through, in a way. And…oh…..my…..GOD I feel horrid!:
With one last chuckle and a kiss on the forehead, Tom sent the boy up through the maze of piping with promises of a new life. Harry closed that chamber as soon as he was up. No sooner was he out the door to the bathroom, he passed out, falling face first onto the stone floor.
****End Flashback*****
So here he was, Merlin knows how many hours later, stuck in the infirmary. As far as Harry was concerned, no one had come to visit him yet. Hell, he wasn't even sure who brought him here! Oh! The door was opening! That meant someone was coming in! Didn't they know that he was in a bad mood and just wanted to be left alone!
Well actually they can't. Said a silky voice. It kind of reminded him of one of the people in his dream. 'Great, I must be going crazy!' he thought with a moan.
Yes yes that all fine and dandy a third voice interrupted but close your eyes if you want to be left alone! Now! And Harry complied. After all, he didn't want to anger his inner voice.
It turned out that it was a good idea to listen to the voice. Not long after the door had closed he heard the infamous screech of the Ginerva Weasley, native to both Hogwarts and Devon, England. The Ginerva is a highly sexual and greedy creature. It is also one of the most dangerous. The Ginerva's screech –or attempt at a mating call- sounds similar to both glass on asphalt and nails on a chalkboard. The effects of being subjected to the noise for an undetermined amount of time are: nightmares, fear of loud noises, popped eardrums, frequent headaches, loss of sanity, and so on. Harry wanted to snicker with his inner voices at his thoughts.
"Oh Professor Dumbledore there he is!" Dear god it's speaking! "Oh my poor Harry."
Ha! That bitch must be high on something if she thinks our Harry is hers.
'Shut up! I don't like it as much as you do, but I really don't want to start laughing out of nowhere. I already feel crazy enough thank you very much!' But his inner voices started chuckling.
"I cannot believe that young Mr. Malfoy brought him here. I wonder what they were doing in that corridor." Dumbledore said in a voice less kind than the one Harry was used to. So Malfoy was the one to find him?
"The queers were probably fucking in the bathroom or something." Ginny spat. "Speaking of, when will our marriage contract be ready? I want my fame and my money!" WHAT!!!
(Oh so tempted to end the chapter here!!!!!)
"All in good time dear child. But you remember our deal."
"Yeah yeah, you get me my marriage, then I show him the spell that will kill both him and Voldemort. He dies, you are happy, and I get all of his money." The female Weasley said proudly.
"Precisely, now let us go before someone sees us." Said Dumbledore.
Then the two left without another word.
What the fuck! Those mother fuckers! Why if I ever see them-
-Calm yourself! I am angry as well, but that is not what's important! Harry love, are you alright?
No, he wanted to say, no he was not alright. His life had just taken a complete 360 and he was unsure if it was for the better or not. Although, it currently looked as if it was for the worse. Why would Ginny ever think that he'd marry her if she knew he was gay? He was in the middle of trying to find the answers to the millions of questions going through his head when the door opened again.
Walking into the room was a tall man with tawny hair flecked with gray. He had amber eyes and light scares littered on his face that stood out against his tanned flesh. He was not wearing his usual well-worn clothing, but elegant robes of crimson. His hair was pulled back into a tiny stub of a ponytail resting at his neck. This man went by the name of Remus John Lupin. Or Riddle, or whatever he called himself.
Beside him walked a massive black dog with a navy blue collar. Or so one would think. Once the door had closed, the dog disappeared. In its place stood a handsome man in his thirties wearing navy robes of silk. He stood proud, his gray eyes taking in the entire room until they landed on Harry. His proud demeanor fell as he ran at top speed to the boy's bedside. As his black hair and robes flapped behind him, the black and blue blur that was Sirius Orion Black tripped in mid step. Gaining both Remus and Harry's undivided attention. Sirius flushed.
"Don't fall." Harry said impassively
"Harry, how are you, are you alright?" Remus asked kindly as he took a seat next to the bed.
Harry gazed at Remus with near dead eyes. "No."
Pulling the boy into a hug, Sirius asked: "What's wrong Harry?"
It took a moment before Harry spoke. He did not look at anything but his hands as the words left his mouth. "I saw."
"You saw what?" Remus prompted
"The room in the Chamber." He felt Sirius still at his side. "I saw Voldemort, or should I say Dad? (He looked up with tears in his eyes.) Why didn't you tell me?"
"Harry, please, understand we've-"
"Understand?! Understand what!? That my life is a lie?! That I grew up in a hell hole and that you could have saved me from! You could have at least visited me!"
The werewolf grabbed the boy's hand and pulled him into his lap. "Shh, I did. I used to go all of the time when you were younger. I tried taking you many times despite that stupid law Dumbledore had created about werewolves not being able to raise children. But the fool had put up those damned wards that prevented me from taking you. So Severus and I planned on him and James getting you when James woke up. Only we've never found the cure. We are close though. Severus created a potion that's nearly done. He just needs to get one ingredient that's in America. They're going to go tomorrow night."
"That's right. Snape asked us to go but we said not without you. Tom's ready. He didn't tell us about talking to you though!." Sirius huffed.
Letting out a small smile, Harry looked up at two of his parents. "You really do love me don't you?"
"Of course!" They both answered making Harry giggle.
"Then there's your answer about America. Did you hear about Draco's parents?"
"Yes" Remus looked downcast "It's sad. Luc and Cissa were very good friend of ours. We are happy to take in Draco though. He knows about you by the way."
"About me not being a Potter? Is that why he brought me here?"
"Yes and most likely yes."
The three were silent for a moment until Harry spoke. "Siri, you do realize I have the grounds to call you mum right?"
Said man looked like he wanted to scream. "Harry, you wouldn't!"
"But I would." The boy said with a smirk. "You were the one to get pregnant after all."
"Evil child!" Sirius mumbled. "Fine if I'm your mum what does that make Remy?"
"That's an easy one! He's my Papa!" Harry giggled as he was swept into a bear hug by his blonde papa. "So when do Draco and I get to leave this place?"
"Tonight. Go up to your dorm and pack your things, then go to Severus' office. We'll talk more Later." Remus said as he and Sirius stood up and each gave him a kiss on the forehead. "We have to go, but we'll see you later. Good bye pup."
"Bye cub."
"Bye Papa. Bye mum." Sirius sniffed before he turned into a dog. With a final wave Remus left Harry so he the boy could get ready.
A/N: Nine and a half pages. Nine and a half fucking pages of pure hell!!! I really just don't like this chapter! Can you tell? =]
Before you ask, Harry was only exhausted. He wasn't hurt. So he can sneak out of the infirmary.
Lol do you hate me now?
