Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and never will. The series and characters belong to the brilliant mind of JKRowling, and I do not make any money off of this.
Title: Advocatus Diaboli
Characters: Severus Snape, Sirius Black, Harry Potter (Black), Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Lily Potter, Julian Potter, Draco Malfoy, Blaise Zabini, Alana Emerson, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Voldemort and Simoné Zabini
Pairings: Sirius/Severus
Rating: M
Chapter: 3
Genre: Drama/Supernatural
Words per Chapter: 3,937
Warnings:vampires, werewolves, AU (Big time), slash, entire vampire and werewolve structure and society, political intrigue, Voldemort times, supernatural confrontations, OC's, seers, and whatever else this demented author comes up with.
Summary: Harry wasn't who people believe; he's really a vampire prince. Yet, his life wasn't the same. What can a young vampire do when he's faced with a school, coronations and a dark lord who wants his people?
Notes: This series is was created in a sociology class and the title is Latin for Devil's Advocate. I also dedicate this chapter to a certain cat girl.
Chapter 3
It had been four years since the Sirius had last visited James. Time as the king of vampires had become all the more hectic, making it harder for Sirius to go anywhere. Harry was now a hyper six-year-old. This new hyperactivity worried quite a few people, especially Sirius. They had no explanation for his hyperactivity. Lucius had decided that it had to do with the spell they used to remove Lily's contribution. It wasn't a positive, but it gave them something to work with.
At that moment, Sirius stood in the hallway, trying as hard as he could to ignore the council meeting that was being called. He looked out one of the windows, revealing the afternoon sky. Many of the vampire councils happened in the afternoon. This allowed him to at least have breakfast with his son. As his eyes were trained upon the houses he could see out of his window, he was tackled around the waist with little arms. He looked down and saw Harry hugging him around the waist. Seeing Harry, Sirius smiled. Sirius reached out and hugged Harry.
Harry looked up at Sirius with his grey speckled, hazel eyes. "Daddy, where's papa?" His eyes held innocence that had caused many people to never refuse him. Sirius didn't know where Harry got that from, but it drove him crazy with how many times his son turned those innocent eyes onto him. He had made a promise a long time ago to never deny Harry a single thing, but Harry made that impossible anyways. Sirius only hugged Harry a little more, a sigh escaping from his lips. He would have answered Harry's question, but Lucius walked up to him, smiling.
"Severus is in the conference room, waiting," Lucius answered. He had heard Harry's question, and knew it would be easier for him to answer than Sirius. Everyone had figured out a long time ago that Harry had decided that Severus was his papa. It did confuse Lucius a bit, but he had no issues with it. Severus taught the boy everything he needed to know.
Sirius looked down at Harry again and frowned. "Harry, I've got to go now. I have an important meeting." Harry pouted at him, but nodded in resolution. Harry knew that what Sirius did was important. Harry also knew that someday those jobs would all come to him. He didn't necessarily look forward to it, but he knew it was his birthright.
Sirius gave Harry another hug and walked off, heading into the conference room across the hall. He had to deal with Sirius leaving for meetings his whole life. That would never be something to get changed. Lucius looked at Harry and gave him a look. Harry knew what that look meant. Sighing, Harry looked into Lucius' eyes, trying to get what he wanted. Lucius made a motion to Harry.
"Draco is in the training room with the sword's master. You need to be there yourself," Lucius stated. Harry nodded and ran off, leaving the hall empty, except for Lucius. Lucius shook his head and rolled his eyes. He knew that vampires spoiled their children, but Harry was the worst of them all. He walked into the conference room himself, knowing that the council had already started. There was nothing he could do about that. He would have been there in the beginning, if he hadn't had to send Harry off to his sword training. Lucius joined Severus against the wall. He was the chief magistrate, but he rarely ever got to do anything with the council unless Sirius needed him to.
Sirius was scowling at many of the vampires on the council. He didn't like to put up with them at all. It appeared that he was becoming annoyed with everything they were saying to him. Sirius has his hands resting upon the table in front of him, and he was attempting to not clench his hands. He was becoming more and more agitated, and Lucius knew that if Sirius didn't get a chance to talk soon, that he would likely begin yelling. That was the last thing they needed. He cleared his throat, causing the rest of the council to look at him. He rarely ever spoke, and he was allowed to as per his position.
"The king has something he would like to say, and it would be much appreciated if you would let him speak," Lucius informed them. The other members looked at Sirius and could see that he indeed had something to say. The rest of the members remained quiet, letting Sirius have a chance at the floor. It was times like this that they forgot that Sirius was the king and had the right to speak. Sirius looked at Lucius and nodded, grateful for his interruption. Sirius would rarely get their attention, knowing that there were times they would possibly blow up when interrupted.
"Thank you. As I was going to say, I'm not sure that I can pass a law that requires we declare war on this Voldemort character. He hasn't done anything to us that can warrant such actions and the inevitable causalities that would result," Sirius stated. Some of the council looked as if he was crazy; others looked as if he made perfect sense. Sirius didn't know which to be happy about. He thought that his words were perfectly reasonable. It wasn't everyday that Sirius Black made sense. This was one of those particular moments that Sirius felt he shouldn't have opened his mouth. He really disliked being looked at as if he had another head.
One of the vampires that had been with the people who thought Sirius was crazy stood up, looking at the man incredulously. He had his lips squeezed tightly shut. Sirius looked at him, trying to keep his expression as blank as possible. He knew that he couldn't let his mask slip around these people. Once Sirius was alone, it could slip all he liked. He nodded to the vampire and waited. The man stood there a moment, almost as if he was attempting to figure out what his thoughts were going to be. He nodded at last. "This man who dares call himself a dark lord, a title that could only be reserved for you, my king, has been trying to recruit many of the vampires in our own clan." Sirius' eye twitched at the man saying he should take the title of dark lord.
This was a common occurrence among royalty of the different vampire clans to call themselves dark lords or dark ladies. This was not something that Sirius wished to do. In fact, his father had not wished to be termed as such either. This meant that Sirius was perfectly content as he was. However, he did agree that the man calling himself the dark lord did not deserve such a title. Sirius waited, watching as the vampire sat down. He wouldn't say a thing about that statement. He knew that the man had been attempting to recruit some of his vampires, but he knew that he couldn't control them all. There would always be the stragglers that thought he should not be king. A man like Voldemort would appeal to that sense they had.
Sirius only waited for a moment more, thinking over the words he would wish to share. Finally he decided to speak. "I will not declare war on a man that has not openly attacked us. If, and only if, Voldemort attacks us openly, then I will declare war. Until that time, we will not get involved in a war that wizards need to finish for themselves. Some of the vampires looked at him as if he were crazy.
Another of the vampires and stood up. Before Sirius could acknowledge him, the vampire began to speak. "Your highness, you can't be serious. The dark lord has been recruiting vampires. He has talked to them." Sirius' eye twitched. He was not amused at all. He growled slightly. He looked at Lucius and Severus. The two of them shrugged. They had nothing they could say to help Sirius at all. Sirius looked back out at the council once again.
Sirius clenched his hands tightly, leaving imprints in his palms. He was not amused. There was nothing he could do at that time. He finally decided to say the one thing that he couldn't avoid saying. He knew that nothing would allow him to get what he wanted without an argument. "Look, we can't fight Voldemort when he hasn't attacked us as a whole. I cannot control the few vampires that believe I am not worthy of being king. If they defect, then that's them. Once they're caught, they can be tried for treason like the law says."
Sirius then thought, 'Besides, I already knew that some were being recruited anyways.' He then looked to see the one vampire sit down. He had to wait, wondering if any of the other vampires would say a thing. It was going to take several moments, but they would find out if he was going to be able to leave or not.
Sirius had no such luck. The instant that he thought he was in the clear, another vampire stood up and decided to speak. "Bringing them in for treason is the last thing we can do. They're going to this man. There is low chance that they will be caught and brought in for their treasonous acts." Sirius had to fight to keep from rolling his eyes. He knew that already. He hated it how they treated him as if he didn't know what he was doing. Taking several deep breaths, he let all his energy escape from his body, draining out the anger.
"I know this quite well," Sirius said. He looked at Lucius and Severus, waiting to see if they would say anything. Neither said a single word, which didn't help Sirius at all. He didn't like it when they left him to do all the talking. They had the capability to talk as much as anyone else, but they would take a vow of silence quite often. He stared straight at the other vampires. Many of them had relaxed at the fact that Sirius said they would be executed for their treasonous actions, but with the words that it wasn't a guarantee that they would catch them, it appeared to cause them to tense up at least a small bit.
Once Sirius was positive that nobody else was going to suddenly stand up and pretty much demand the floor, he stood up. He wanted out of the room and away from the vampire council. They looked at him expectantly. It was apparent that they wished for him to speak. This wasn't about to happen any time soon. He smiled at them and walked to the door. "This meeting is over with. If Voldemort does attack, I'll write a law, otherwise, it will not happen. Now I need to go and take care of my son." He then walked out, Lucius and Severus following him. The council stared after Sirius, slightly confused. The king of their clan was walking off, and taking care of his son. It was more common for the vampires to leave their children in the care of nanny's. Sirius was different; he didn't want to be like his parents. The main difference was also the fact that Harry didn't have a mother like he had. He looked at Severus; Harry thought of Severus as his other parent, not that Sirius could truly understand why.
Lucius saw this and looked back at the closed door of the council hall. He could only shake his head. He knew what he thought about what Sirius said. It was true, there were many factors to consider, and the humans would try to pull them in if they thought they could get away with it. He didn't want to be a part of the war if it could be avoided. He knew that Sirius didn't either, yet his friends were a part of this battle. He had to question how long it would be before Sirius gave up and started to fall into the fight. He couldn't let that happen, as Sirius had to think about more than just his friends.
He finally looked at the back of Sirius' head. The hair was pulled away from his face, as he often kept it. If he let it fall loose before, it would always end up pulled back later. "Sirius, you're thinking about the wizards right? They will pull us into this war if they can." He wanted Sirius to see sense. He truthfully, wanted Sirius to not associate with them and to give up his friendship with the Potters. Sirius looked at him, nodding. He agreed that they would attempt to pull them into the war.
"I know that they would, but even you have to admit that the majority of vampires out there have wizard blood running through their veins." He turned to face Lucius completely. He had stopped walking; all he could do was watch Lucius for several moments. There were many things that needed to be considered. He had believed Lucius would understand that. Sirius was thinking about the welfare and life of his own people. Lucius gave him a look, one that said 'you have lost it.' Sirius smiled. He knew what his own mind wished to say.
He then looked away from Lucius and walked over to a window. Looking out to the streets, he placed a hand on the glass and sighed. "I believe that they need their own say in everything, that I shouldn't just be the one to say, but I still want to protect them. How can I do such a thing if I get them into a war?" He looked at Lucius, waiting for the man to answer. Sirius smiled when Lucius wasn't forthcoming with any response. "It's a hard question, isn't it?" He returned his attention to the window once again. "My next question would be, what would you do if Draco were in danger, if he had to go to the front lines and fight because of my foolishness in letting us go into war?" That got Lucius right there. He didn't say anything for several moments.
It was in that instance that Lucius felt that he truly understood Sirius. The man wasn't just a goof that didn't think over things. He didn't just jump to a conclusion because he had the power to do so. He truly cared about those that mattered. He had considered those that would have been hurt if he chose the action of going into war. Lucius looked at Severus. The man was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed over his chest. His black eyes were shining a thought that Lucius couldn't interpret. He looked back at Sirius. He could see that Sirius' grey eyes were holding some form of regret. "I would come to you and demand that you take him out. That it isn't his fight." Sirius nodded in agreement.
"And that's why I did that. I know the wizards will attempt to make us choose sides, but we can't. We aren't just old people. We have children of our own, people that would end up in the front lines if we were to get into this war. Just like you wouldn't allow Draco to go, I wouldn't allow Harry. It makes me regret that he had to be born at this time, but I wouldn't let him go and fight because of my selfishness." He stepped away from the window and began walking once again. Lucius and Severus followed. They were seeing Sirius in a new light. There was something different about the man that walked in front of them. He wasn't the same person that had been a thorn in most people's side during his school years. It was quite apparent that Sirius had grown up.
Sirius then sighed. "Yet, I feel like I'll be putting Harry in a position of where he'll have to choose." This brought both Lucius' and Severus' attention straight to the man. They were focusing in on him. He didn't say anything more for several moments. He knew that they would ask why he said that, and he would tell them when his thoughts were in order. "I'm sending him to Hogwarts when he's eleven. I know we have our own form of magic school that they can learn at, but I want Harry to attend there. He's already using magic, like Blaize and Draco." He sighed and stopped once again, folding his hands behind him, at the small of his back.
"Why do you wish to do such a thing? I had no intention of subjecting Draco to that human school," Lucius stated. He shuddered at the thought of sending Draco there. He looked at Sirius, his silver eyes forming a question he had yet to ask.
Sirius sighed and looked at Lucius. "James is his father, though he doesn't know it. I want him to know what his other part would. It's only fair after all." Lucius shook his head and walked with Sirius once again. He knew that if Sirius wanted to send Harry, then he had to send Draco with them. He may not like it, but he had to make sure that the little prince was safe. Draco was good at that, even if he was the next in line to become a chief magistrate after Lucius either stepped down, or died.
"I will send Draco with. Someone needs to make sure that Harry stays out of trouble," Lucius stated. This caused both Severus and Sirius to laugh. Everyone knew that Draco was right in the thick of everything Blaize, Draco and Harry did. So that statement was more hilarious than anything else. Before anything else could be said, someone came running out of the training room where the swordmaster resided and crashed into Sirius, giving him a big hug. Sirius looked down and saw Harry. He smiled and returned the hug. Moments later, Harry pulled away and ran over to Severus giving him a hug.
"Papa!" Harry exclaimed. He was glad to see Severus, that much was obvious. Severus looked at Harry and shook his head. They had been trying to get Harry to stop with the papa thing, and it wasn't working. He looked over at Sirius and the man shrugged. It was obvious that nothing they could do would change the boy's mind. If there was one thing that was easily noticed, was that the boy had the stubborn streak of both his parents. This freaked everyone out a bit. Even Sirius said that he didn't know how to deal with that.
Severus sighed. "You really shouldn't call me papa." Harry smiled and shook his head. He looked directly at Severus, his head tilted for a moment. He appeared to be contemplating something. Whatever he was thinking about, it was important in the mind of the little six-year-old. This worried the three. Whenever Harry thought like that, it meant he would ask something that they would not expect. That was where expecting the unexpected came in handy. Not that it changed the shock value in the three adults any.
"Papa…When are you and daddy going to get married?" Harry asked, innocently. The entire group was stalled. They looked at each other and they stared for a moment. Sirius' mouth was hanging open and Severus had to give him a look to shut it. Sirius' mouth closed with a snap. They looked away from each other, which gave them the perfect focus to see Draco walking up to the group. The young blonde had his head tilted to the side, watching the adults.
"Why are you all standing here?" Draco asked. He walked right up to Lucius and took the man's pale hand. That contact helped Lucius snap out of his shock. He looked down at his son to be greeted with the silver eyes that were just like his own. He gave Draco a smile, one that showed off his eye teeth. Draco smiled back, his own were much shorter than Lucius', but he hadn't gotten his permanent fangs in yet. Lucius was looking forward to when that happened.
Harry looked at Draco, getting the little boy's attention. "I asked when daddy and papa are going to get married." This caused Draco to start giggling. One of Draco's small hands came and covered his mouth. He tried to get a hold of his laughter, but that proved to be easier said than done. Harry looked at him, and scowled. The scowl was worthy of Severus, even if the boy didn't share any traits with the man. He then pouted. This only caused Draco to giggle more. It took several minutes, but Draco finally got a hold of his laughter.
He smiled at Harry; his teeth predominate, though he did have one missing in the front. Harry hated it that Draco lost his tooth first. "I can't believe you honestly asked that." Harry frowned at him and held tightly onto Severus, not letting the man go. Severus didn't try to pull him off; he let the boy hug him. If there was one thing people didn't know, it was that Severus was really a softy, at least when it came to Harry. He was a little sterner with Blaize and Draco.
"But I really want to know!" Harry squealed. This got all the adults to sigh once again and the younger Malfoy to start giggling again. Harry let go of Severus and crossed his arms. He looked ridiculous like that, which only got the three adults to start laughing as well, which only intensified Draco's laughter. Harry looked away from them and stalked off, leaving them to their laughter.
A/N: There, finished, be warned, will have a bit of Harry at six years of age now.
