Authors Note: I am so terribly sorry this took so long to post; I've been busy my whole holidays with my Art project. And I'm a bit lazy. Enjoy!

"Daddy!" Teddy shouted and jumped on his adopted father. Harry tried to speak but was prevented by his own vocal chords, the raspy whisper that came out made even Noir cringe. He was quickly passed a glass and he sipped at it slowly, not even registering the content of the glass. "Harry, are you okay?" Noir asked guiltily. He felt completely at fault for what happened to his little charge, even though he'd only just met him. Something within the powerful vampire was just drawn to the not so fragile ex-human in front of him.

"I feel fine; better than I have in ages. Especially since being attacked by the Death Eaters." Harry said, smiling as he rubbed at his wrist. It was unusually itchy. "Don't scratch at the bite." A deep voice said from the door way. Vladimir walked into the room and sat gracefully on the bed. "Hello my Childe." He said and Harry gave him a forced smile. "Hello sir." He said, slightly creeped out by the hand patting his head. A smirk worked its way onto Noirs face as he watched Harry try and get out from under his sire's hand. Subtly of course.

A deep, booming laughter reverberated around the chamber as Vladimir laughed at his new Childe. "My name is Vladimir, Childe, and I am your Sire." He said and Harry nodded. "Right. Never met royalty before." He said and Vladimir shook his head. "You've become a vampire. You drank Noirs blood and he brought you to me so that I could save your life." He said and Harry nodded once more, more at ease now he knew what was going on. "Okay, why couldn't Noir change me though?" He asked and Noir lowered his head, ashamed at his weakness.

"Noir has not the control to change a wizard. Especially one with such an appetising scent as you." A light, feminine voice said from the doorway. Emilie walked in, her bright lavender eyes assessing harry as she came closer to the bed. "Which is why my darling husband saved you. Unfortunately there were some complications during the process due to inattentiveness." Harry nodded, not sure whether the soft accent within in the words put him on edge or comforted him.

"What complications?" He asked and there was a muffled sob from where Teddy had buried his head into Harrys chest. Harry, for the first time since waking up, took notice of the wet patch that was slowly getting bigger on the front of his shirt. "What's wrong teddy?" Harry asked as his son cried. "I had your son bleed into your mouth so that the transition would be easier on you. I later found out that he was adopted and also a werewolf, there is nothing wrong with that." He added hastily at the daggers look that Harry gave him. "It's just that we have no idea what the effects on you will be as no one has ever had both werewolf and vampire blood in them before. You are technically an experiment and an oddity."

Harry nodded. "Thanks for being reassuring." Vladimir laughed. "We'll have to do some tests, to see what you can do, what you can't do, what you need to eat, whether you transform, things like that. Once you get well of course." He smiled then left, he had a society to run after all. Not that his smile was the least bit comforting, what with the large fangs that glinted menacingly even in the darkly lit room.

"I'm Emillie, Vladimir's wife. I hope you get better soon. I'll have to inform the community that Vladimir has a new Childe. Nice meeting you." She left and Harry and Noir looked at each other. "She means she's going to gossip with her friends." They said together. "I wonder when Vladimir will find a name for you." Noir said and Harry looked at him, hand rubbing soothing circled into his sons back. "But I like my name." He said and Noir rolled his eyes. "Every vampire gets renamed by their sire upon their turning. A ritual is done so that you can 'shed the skin of your old life and be born again to begin anew.'" He quoted and Harry made a face. "Doubly for you. How well do you think it would go over if you strutted around saying you were Harry Potter?" He asked.

"I do not strut!" Harry said , insulted. A small giggle came from the child that was clinging to him. "You do a bit Daddy." He said and Noir beamed at the boy. "You see!" he said before deciding a strategic retreat would be best at the moment. "I'm going to go ... see about getting you both personal chambers." He said and quickly fled under the unnerving gaze of the newest vampire, the glowing eyes following him out of the room.

"I'm so sorry Daddy!" He sobbed. "I didn't mean to make you like me! I'm so sorry!" He kept sobbing and Harry held him until he fell into a restless sleep, muttering reassuring things to him all the while. Harry looked around the room, moving as little as possible so he didn't disturb Teddy, his eyes scanned the room he was in. The decoration was extremely Spartan and the walls were a disgusting beige colour. He had no idea that it was the middle of the night and that no ordinary human could see more than a few centimetres from their face.

He yawned and lay back down on the bed, cradling his precious son to his chest. Soon he fell asleep, becoming statue like. If anyone had walked in, they would've assumed he was dead.

By the next night, Harry was ready to break free of his forced bed rest. Emilie had come to show Teddy around the castle, speaking to herself in French all the while. Something about Grandchildren. Harry had never been too good with French, only learning the bare minimum. He knew Russian extremely well and could curse a blue moon in upwards of ten languages. So now he was all alone and so ready to make his escape and do something. He'd always hated bed rest.

He slipped out of the bed, silk sheets being regretfully left behind. He was wearing only a pair of silk pants with his hair falling freely down his body. He felt the pants with long, delicate fingers and deduced that in his old world the only time he would've worn pants as good quality as these would've been when he was forced into them for a formal event. And now he was wearing them as bed clothes. He shook his head and commenced his escape plot.

He opened the door a crack and looked around before slipping out and walking down the empty corridors. His feet made not a sound as his quickly stole up the corridors. He heard the sound of several feet approaching with his sharp ears and pressed against the wall, seemingly disappearing. Except for his eyes. The green glowing orbs were beacons in the darkened hallways and he quickly shut them as the group went past.

He waited a few more minutes before he opened his eyes. He looked around and stepped from the shadows, immensely proud of himself. Until there was a chuckle from somewhere else in the corridor that most definitely did not make him scream like a small child. He spun around and standing before him was a man that had short platinum blonde hair and ice blue eyes. "Hi." Harry said, waving a little and the man smiled at him. "What were you doing?" He asked and Harry shrugged, thinking there was something extremely familiar about the man before dismissing the thought.

"I was escaping from my bed. I've been cooped up in the room for ages and I wanted to get out, stretch my legs." He said and the vampire nodded. For he was obviously a vampire, what other creature has such large fangs? "I know what that's like." He said and nodded his head towards Harry in acknowledgement. "My name is Red." He said and Harry raised an amused eyebrow. "Red?" He asked. There was nothing red about the man. His complexion was paler than Harrys own porcelain one, his hair was pure white and his eyes were ice blue. And it wasn't like he dressed in reds, rather in blacks with several silver piercings. He had snake bites, his left eyebrow pierced, too many piercings to count in his ears and what Harry thought was a tongue piercing.

"I was named after a family rivalry that I was involved with when I was still alive. My Sire was a cruel bastard." He said and Harry nodded. "That would suck." He said and then rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I haven't been named yet." He said and Red smiled. "So you're the new Child of Vladimir." He said and Harry nodded. "Yep." "And you're the one who I'm supposed to find, bring back and make sure you don't leave the room?" "..."

Harrys mind was racing, but was interrupted from thinking anything too reckless by a chuckle. "You found him Red?" Vladimir asked as he swept into the corridor. "Yes Sir." He said politely. "And he didn't try an escape?" "Not yet." Vladimir nodded and smiled. "Then you can be his new bodyguard. You've been bored for far too long. You get to make sure he adjusts to life in the castle and that nothing bad happens to him."

Red nodded, bowing to his king, before turning back to Harry. "Follow me you two, the naming ceremony is about to begin." Harry and Red walked along behind Vladimir, Harry in between the two so he couldn't run off.

The three men walked into the room to find Noir and Emilie talking quietly while Teddy bounced around the room curiously, touching everything he could get his hands on. Teddy looked up and seemed to practically fly to his father, slamming into his side and wrapping his legs around Harrys waist. The newly turned vampire didn't even falter in his step as his son became attached to his side. "Hey Dad!" Teddy said, skin turning the same alabaster as Harrys and his hair changing to match the neon green of Harrys eyes.

"Have you been behaving yourself?" Harry asked and Teddy nodded. "Yes, Dad. Grandma and Uncle Noir taught me how to kill a man using pressure points!" He said, bouncing up and down. Harry laughed as Noir frantically tried to deny the claim. "Hush Noir, my grandson needs to know these things." Emilie said and Harry gave her a smile. "Now, Vladimir." Emilie said, turning her gaze to her husband. "Are you going to gift this Childe with a new name?" She said and as her glowing charcoal eyes landed on her husband, Harry realised who wore the pants in the relationship.

"Oh yes, I'd almost forgotten." He said and walked to stand next to his wife. "Emerald seemed like such a fine choice." He said and paused at the stormy look on Harrys face. Teddy had informed them all of exactly how much his father hated to be mistaken for a girl, which had then spawned some evil ideas inside both Vladimir and Noir's heads. "But then your eyes are no longer that colour, so it was hardly appropriate." Noir expertly covered his chuckle at the relieved look on Harrys face, but from the glare he received from said man it wasn't well enough. "I also thought Dmitri, but then Teddy and Noir would shorten it to Dim, and I really don't want a civil war in my castle."

Emilie rolled her eyes at Vladimirs attempt at a joke and elbowed him in the side. "I thought through hundreds of names. Then I thought of something biblical, but neither of us are Christian. I wanted something that suited your personality, but I've spent barely ten minutes with you since we've met. So I tried different languages, thousands of different words. Anything, everything I could think of. So last night I was looking up at the stars and the name just came to me."

He stepped down from the raised platform he was on and approached Harry. "Orion [O-ri-an]. Yes, that name fits you. I looked up at the ever present night stars and saw Orion's belt and thought to myself, 'Everyone likes Orion's belt. It has three parts to it. It's constant, and compared to other constellations it is very small. Just like you!'" He ignored Harry, or rather Orion's, narrowed eyes. "If Orion's belt could talk it would sound like you." He finished and hugged the newly named Orion as well as Teddy. "Welcome to the family boys."

Emilie came down and hugged them also. "Oh là là!! I have a grandson! How wonderful this is! Teddy, my petit-fils, my grandson." She was going to continually spoil him, he could just tell. "Look, Orion has been in this family not even a minute and already I have a grandson. Unlike you!" She said and rounded on Noir. "When am I going to get a nice wife and grandchildren out of you?" The French vampire asked him and Noir cringed. "I just haven't found the right person yet." He tried to explain but she shook her head. "Non! Over 1000 years and still not even a girl friend! You are just not trying. Maybe I should set you up with someone..." She trailed off and Noir turned to Orion and Teddy for help as Vladimir wouldn't be any good.

Orion just laughed and turned away to find where his new bodyguard was. The platinum haired vampire was leaning against the wall. Orion carried Teddy over to him and smiled. "So, do you know where we sleep?" He asked and Red nodded. "Of course. Follow me Orion, and you Theodore." He said and walked out of the room. "Call me Teddy." Red nodded and inclined his head to Teddy. "And I am Red." Teddy frowned at that.

"Red? That's stupid. I would've called you Blondie. Or Goldie. Maybe Stud?" He asked in regards to the piercings. Red's lips quirked at the last name and Harry shook his head. "How about you just call him Red?" He asked and Teddy shook his head with a resolute determination only found in the young. "No. You are now Pyre." He said and nodded. "Pyre?" Red asked and Teddy nodded once more. "Because you didn't like the other ones, and Pyre sounds cool. Plus it's like Vampire without the vamp."

"Very ingenious, little one."