Here's another chapter! Now I'm escaping the block I've had on this story. Yes!

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It was a long day. Harry was about to walk to the cupboard until Severus reminded him the way. The boy was confused…until he realized there was much changes at once today. It felt like forever and he decided to behave for the man. Once Harry joined into his nightwear, Severus guided the boy to the bed and made sure to tuck him in.

"Are you adjusting well today, Potter?"

Harry blinked, "Erm…I don't know." He kept quietly, stared at the blanket that happens to be his' now."

The man nodded, "You will get comfortable eventually. For now, try to sleep. I will be in the room next to yours." Tilting his head, waiting for a response.

Harry accepted that and watched the guardian head over to the other room. He closed his eyes and concentrated on something closely. The shuffling movement from the other room, a brief glowing that appeared to be some magic spell going off, and everything turned dark. A soft creaking alerted the young boy to know the man was in bed and the soft wind blew to signal the blanket was swung over.

A complete silence that seemed to be forever, but a heavy breathing that did not leave the boy's ears dismissed. Everything was different, wondering why the man went straight to sleep. Did he not have a routine before falling asleep? It was a strange habits, especially when he knew his aunt and uncle would often be chatting before falling asleep.

The exhaling and inhaling slowed down to the point he knew the man was asleep easily. It puzzled the boy…but he knew there wasn't much to do about it. He moved the covers off quietly, slipping out of the bed, and tipped toed to the door without a single sound. His fingers gripped the doorknob and turn without its locking and shifting to alert the man. The door moved and his cousin stood there. Harry nodded and gestured him into the room.

"He's asleep?" A soft whisper from the elder cousin.

Harry nodded, "Yes."

Dudley stared at the door, then to his cousin, "Does being a wizard explains why you have to do this?"

The boy-who-lived shook his head, "No…I haven't seen him worry about anything. I must be something else, not really a wizard." He frowned, "Confusing." His head shook, regaining his focus, "Your arm." The emerald eyes lit up a brief shine.

Dudley nodded and held it up. The way Harry's eyes grew larger and drawn to the sight of his cousin's arm. His hands clasped onto the arm and leaned in closely. Then bit right onto the arm, the eldest cousin winced as he was unprepared and sighed since it was something he was used to.

Harry kept gulping down what he needed through Dudley's arm and consumed all he needed. The youngest Durselys didn't mind this and found it fascinating the way his cousin dealt things. He watched him feed on him, it hasn't failed to bore him to death or deter him to stay away. It was drawn for both of them to do this sort of things.

"What are you doing?" The voice interrupted their silence and private moment.

"GAH!" Dudley gasped, feeling the pierced teeth into his arm and almost hitting his bone. He nearly jerked away, but his mind fixated onto the 'guest', "Don't separate us." He gritted his teeth, trying to hold his screaming to prevent his parents from finding out.

Harry felt panic rising and tried to feed faster as he pressured the biting onto the arm. The alarms were going off in his head that he wasn't to be acceptable to such act or behavior. He was afraid his food was going to be taken away and he couldn't handle that!

Severus saw how well they handled, but he was concern on Harry. The boy shifted into a quicker defense, where he was trying to gather his food and eat as much. He stood where he was and casted a spell.

"I have the privacy charm up. They won't hear us," Monotone was rather soothing for the boys to hear him, "However, I do not recall any blood eaters in the Potters' family…" He hummed curiously, specially this was rather unusual situation.

The emerald eyes opened and heard him carefully. He eased up and gave Dudley a sympathetic apology look, allowing the pressure of the bit lessen up, and slowed down. He kept feeding from the arm, still felt hungry.

"Just make you lick it. I am not wearing a sweater in the morning," He muttered, "Harry's not a vampire, then, sir?" Dudley took over the speaking.

Severus shook his head, "No. Vampires are the last species that a wizard would dare to go after, even the man-who-not-must-be-named would be a fool." He glanced at the boy-who-lived, "You best finish up eating, Potter. I do need to figure this out, especially attending to Hogwarts."

"It's going to be a bigger problem," Dudley didn't feel happy about saying that, but it was the truth.

Severus wondered why the Dursely boy would say such thing. He suspected there would be more than he had caught on. Perhaps, the headmaster trusted him to use the spy skill into the action while being the boy's guardian. Did the headmaster forget something important to say?

Harry finally felt full. He moved his mouth away, but licks the wounds out of instinct. A sigh from the blood giver, but he felt slightly weak. Harry guided him to the bed and sat him down. Severus walked over and handed him a vial.

"This should restore the blood in you. I should warn you, it does not taste anything nice for a potion."

A scrunched up face on the boy, "Potions aren't good either, everyone ought to know that." But a helpful potion, he knew it would be worth it. He gulped it down quickly, but tasted the horrible and the worse, "Ugh. Emergency only please." He handed the vial back to the man.

Severus shook his head, but his attention now turned to the child. Harry eyed his cousin, but he didn't feel any threats in the room.

"I don't know where to start…" He stated, almost mumbled.

The professor sighed, "From the beginning, it best to be able to deduce a few things here and there."

Harry nodded, "Dudley got cut by one of his toys, but the adults were in another room. I was drawn to the smell of his blood and fed from him." He shrugged, "We were almost growing out of toddlers ages," He looked to giver, "It became a regular thing. I feed on him when I'm hungry, double it up if I miss my feeding."

Dudley agreed instantly, "Yeah. When we were in school, when he was staying home and I went to school. I was suddenly back home with no explanation. We can't be separated for more than three hours or several miles away."

The elder wizard grasped it well to what they could explain. He nodded and considered a few things.

"I see." He hummed, "I supposed there was a reason why you kept this from Mr. and Mrs. Durselys?" Eying them, wondering why they haven't inform the adults to be responsible of their lives.

Harry frowned, "I was already a freak to them, I don't want anything to get worse after telling them what we do."

Dudley huffed, "Mum and dad freaks out if I support anything unnatural, even one time I tried to become a zombie or another time to be a wizard a couple years ago."

The potion master gestured the boy-who-lived to sit down on the bed and Harry did as he followed.

"It sounds much similar, but different than what one would realize. I believe, somewhere back in the Potter generation, it must have had triggered the line of Lamia. Lamia is a creature, but they tends to be tricky ones."

Harry tilted his head, "So, I'm not a wizard? I'm some creature?" He huffed.

Severus stared at the boy, wondering what had changed the behavior from him already. It was rather unusual situation, but he would have to try to do to fix the situation.

"You are still a wizard, Harry," He rested a hand onto the shoulder, "It merely means you have a creature blood in you. It is like, a muggle and a wizard and when they have a child together, it would be a half blood. Part muggle, part wizard."

Dudley blinked, he hadn't understood the term 'muggles' well enough and suspected to be a lot more.

"What kind of a creature is Lamia?" Harry curiously asked, "I never heard of that kind before."

"And many more creatures later. Lamia is known to find their source of food through a relative member, a family member. Once they select a member, the blood carrier gains access to any power and ability that Lamia has." Crossed his arms, "Once Lamia finds a mate to fall in love with, the carrier no longer becomes a carrier and becomes whatever the power they earned. Therefore, your cousin is already becoming a wizard since he has access to your magical core without difficulty."

"Why does a mate ends the carrier?" Harry blinked.

Dudley nodded, "Yeah, it doesn't make sense. If he needs my blood to survive, wouldn't he die or something?"

Admiring the fact these boys were asking questions to consider more into the situation. They knew how to behave, handle, and reacted about anything recently. He mentally reminded himself to place them into his house somehow, he wants to be proud of them instead of despising their house. For now, he dismissed those thoughts and considered answering their questions carefully.

"Lamia's mate becomes the blood carrier," A yawn escaped his lips, "Lamia is rather an unusual creature, due to the fact no one knows their purposes and potentials. They are kept quietly in the dark for a strong reason and I believe it is for the best to keep it that way." He looked at each boy, "Now, it is late. We will discuss this later and inform Mr. and Mrs. Dursleys on this-"

"NO!" Unison outspoken as they leapt from the bed, nearly causing the carrier into a dizziness.

Within a second, the large and flustering feathers appeared out of nowhere wrapped around Dudley before he could fall half way to the floor. The wings pulled the boy closely to his chest in a protective state. Dudley remained still and tried to stay calm. The wings were such a sight, especially a dark color of a black. The professor awed the size and the strength it has for the boy.

"They're bigger…I didn't think they grow anytime soon." Harry interrupted the moment.

The potion master fixated his attention onto him, "They weren't this big before?"

Dudley shook his head, "No, about two-third of size smaller. It normally covers my chest, but never my entire body." He hasn't dared to move, assuring his cousin that he was safe in his protective care.

Harry nodded, unable to speak more…it was beyond new to see a growth of his wing. Severus saw in the boy's eyes with puzzling, but he didn't blame the child. He hardly knew much of his creature inheritance and the reaction fit perfectly.

"What do you suggest we should do? They are your parents and finding out you are require to attend Hogwarts for Harry and yourself, Dudley."

"Then make it look like I'm doing magic, so to them, I'm a wizard. It's not really lying if you think about it. I am becoming one, aren't I?"

Oh, Slytherin traits was showing and that set the fire going inside of him. He approved the approach and nodded once.

"I supposed. Since you already have access to Harry's core, all you can do is wave my wand. You'll be able to do your magic in front of them to expose your wizardry status."

Harry agreed to the sound of things, "When should we do this?"

"Morning," Dudley grinned, "It'll be wicked!"

The professor didn't disagree, but he knew he had to be cautious. Lamias weren't known for a friendly defensive or attack, the boy in front of him happened to disappear the dark lord. The worse of all, the dark lord doesn't know and that would make the war unseemly and sinister for the world. What did Albus Dumbledore place him into?

He managed to loosen Harry's defense and set his cousin free from the grasp. Severus sent the boy to sleep and waited to leave. Once he was alone with Harry, he sat down on the bed and looked at him in the eyes.

"From now on, you will inform me anything I must know. If you are hungry, I will not stand in a way for your blood hunger. I will arrange it, if I must. Is this the only thing you kept quiet about?" His eyes narrowed, trying to take himself involved into his role.

Harry shook his head, causing his hair even messier, "No. Just the drinking blood and wings."

He patted the boy's leg, "I hope to see that you will sleep now. I will not tolerate staying up late, especially for a midnight snack." He grimaced.

The boy blushed in an awkward way to look at things. He slipped right under the cover and avoid looking at the man. The potion professor knew how he would react and decided to allow it. He left the boy alone and headed into his bedroom to retire. The day was long enough.