A stormy night
Dumbledore had just finished his Welcome back Speech when the doors to the doors to the Great Hall burst open. Umbridge stood framed by the door way.
The Great Hall was buzzing with the low murmurs of students as older ones tried to figure out why she would be back while the new first years asked questions as to who she was and what had happened last year.
"My dear, what brings you back to our fine establishment so soon?"
Umbridge locked icy mud-brown eyes onto merry blue.
"It has come our attention at the Ministry, that an illegal vampire has currently taken up residence here at your fine establishment. As you well know, any and every unregistered vampire that is discovered must be turned over to the Ministry, if not immediately then at the earliest convenience if adequately set conditions prevent such actions.
"There is of course a window allowance in which a newly Awakened vampire may voluntarily come in to register.
"Unfortunately, Mr. Potter seams to have missed that window and must now be considered an outlaw and is to be treated as such until a time as can be determined otherwise."
Total silence followed Umbridge's announcement; then pandemonium broke out.
Students started shouting over one another to heard, pushing others around them out of the way to try and get a better look at Harry. Collin started taking pictures like crazy, trying to get the perfect shot. Neville, Dean, Seamus, and a few of the other Gryffindor's stopped him and tried to block the other Houses from staring at him. Which he was eternally grateful for.
The professors were trying to regain order by calming the students, even shouting at the students to take their seats.
Umbridge signaled for two Aurors to apprehend Harry and leave.
"SILENCE!" Dumbledore's voice rang out over the Hall, effectively restoring order. "Thank-you. Now Umbridge, I'm sure this is just a miss understanding. As a member of the Wizengamot, I am aware of many of the laws that govern our world and can assure you there is no such law pertaining to vampires or any non-human creatures of human of semi-human intelligence. There are however similar laws set in regards to many such magical creatures, none of which Mr. Potter is in violation of."
"Minister Fudge has decided that it would be safer for wizarding society if some of the more dangerous breeds of creatures living amongst us were to be monitored more closly."
"Though I do not agree with Cornelious' decictions in most respects to how he runs our world, any new laws most be approved by all members of the Wizengamot before said law can be put into action and actions agenst the poeple that the law pertains too can be made. This is for everyone's safety. Since I, and I'm sure many of the Wisengamot was not informed of a meeting taking place, you, Cornelious, and every Auror here is in violation of 'The Protection agenst any unlawful apprehension by the Ministry Act' of 1027, written by Merlin himself."
"Your participation wouldn't have made a difference since you are the only one who would have voted in favore of Mr. Potter. So as you can see, no unlawful apprehension is inact. I'll be taking him to the Ministry now. Mr. Potter come along quietly and make this easier on yourself. This will go much more smoothly for all of us if you do."
Slowly on trembling legs, Harry rose and followed Umbridge and two Aurors out of the Great Hall. Two more Aurors fell in behind him, forming a guard around him.
Harry felt sick with nerves and was suddenly very glad his stomach was empty; he didn't think the Aurors would let him use the bathroom and he refused to hurl in front of The Toad. He was not going to give her that satisfaction.
No one tried oppose them as they left the castle.
Harry looked at the moon, it was most likely the last time he'd ever see it; it would be full in about a week, Harry mused. He hoped Lupin would be alright
Harry's mind kept coming back to, What will happen to me now?
Severus cursed under his breath.
He knew, he didn't know how he knew, but he knew, Fudge had somehow planed that entire scene at dinner. The man hated Potter more then he did, simply because Potter had proved to be right and showed the entire Wizarding World just how incompetent Fudge really was.
No, that was not an ill-serendipitous surprise; Fudge wanted to expose Potter for what he was and hurt the boy the same way Potter had exposed and 'hurt' him.
The only good thing about the situation was that Potter still had Asim hidden in his robes, so he was marginally safe.
Severus was a little disconcerted and shocked to realize just how much Potter had been able to wriggle his way into Severus's heart already. It had only been a month for Merlin's sake!
It was his eyes, Severus was sure; so much like Lily's. And the boy was so bloody quiet and unsure of himself, the complete opposite of his father. It was beginning to get harder to think of them as being the same blood.
Another strong reason that could explain why Severus was so pissed off and worried was, Potter was his Childe.
His Childe was taken by some ass kissing, toad faced, power crazed leach. An ass kissing, toad faced, power crazed leach that had already tortured him once if memory served and would be more then ecstatic to do so again. Valid reason or no.
He needed to figure out some way to get Harry out of this.
Dumbledore paced around his office, Fawkes watching his every move; never taking his eyes off the agitated man.
How had the Ministry found out about Potter's heritage? Dumbledore was sure he had removed those files on one of his earlier visits.
Did someone tip them off? If so, who? And why? Or was it that they made more then one file when it came to wizard families that had magical blood in their bloodline?
Whatever the case, Potter was now at the Ministry's mercy, the entire school knew about the Potters and the rest of Wizarding Britain would know by tomorrow, the day after at most once Rita found out.
Dumbledore stopped in front of his window; the Howlers would arrive the day after the Prophet came out.
Luckily Newborn Vampires needed to stay close to their Sires or they suffer from anxiety, so he wouldn't have worry so much about the other students and could easily talk the parents into seeing things his way; as always.
Before all hell could break through, Dumbledore summoned his watchers. He needed to make sure they knew they needed stay by Potter; at least for now.
Severus met Lupin at the gates. Apparently the werewolf decided to tag along. Severus didn't care, as long as he kept up and stayed out of his way.
Together, they Apperated to the Ministry.
Draco sat in shocked silence while the rest of the school was in an uproar.
Potter was a vampire? Since when? Why wasn't he or his father informed of this? And since when did
Umbridge, of all people, come to a school just to inform and apprehend a Newborn Vampire instead of just send an entire squadren of Aurors? Or an export? Why wasn't Fudge himself up here to inform them of this new law? That was his job.
It was easy to slip out of the Hall unnoticed. Draco needed to write his father; there was no way he was aware of what was going on. Half way to his room, Draco took out the portkey from around his neck. Why write his father and wait to find out what was going on, when he could find out first hand while it happened?
Lucius was finishing up a report when his son suddenly appeared in front him.
"Dragon, what is the meaning of this; why are you not in school?"
"Simple; Umbridge interrupted the Welcome back Feast before it was able to begin and arrested Potter for being an 'unregistered vampire'. I figured that since I had had no word before now that you were unaware of the situation as well and came to inform you. Potter is here somewhere right now as we speak."
"Potter is a Vampire? And that sham of a Minister neglected to not only inform me of this but by the tone of your voice, implement a new law?" he seethed. "Come Draco, we have a Minister that needs to be put back into place and Newborn that needs to be checked up on. When was he taken?"
"Hour, hour and a half at most," Draco replied.
"Without the pheromones from his Sire, he'll be going into a blood lust panic attack."
Lucius briskly walked out of his office, Draco close behind.
Harry was in bad shape.
Umbridge and the Aurors through Harry in a small Isolation Holding Cell and then left. None of them, not once explained what was happing to him, what was going to happen to him or told what rights he had.
They were, are, treading him like an animal.
The worst of it was, he was starving. They had interrupted dinner, and didn't look like they were going bother to feed him either.
As he paced around his cell, Harry became more and more agitated. His heart was beating against his ribcage and he was having some trouble breathing and felt lightheaded.
Deftly with trembling fingers, he removed his robes and undid his tie, hoping he would get a little more oxygen.
He had broken out in a cold sweat awhile ago and was feeling slightly nauseated.
What was taking so long? It was obviously a clear cut issue right? So why hadn't anyone come for him yet?
Harry collapsed in a corner, fear and depression fighting for dominance. He was positive that if he didn't just merely go insane, he was going to die right here, in this cell.
When Lucius and Draco finally made it to where the Ministry was holding Potter another hour later, they were furious and almost heartbroken at what they saw, but not completely shocked.
Potter was in a corner, rocking back and forth, shaking to the point that his teeth wich had elonggated into fangs were chattering. His breathing was erratic and shallow; Potter was practically chocking and clutching at his chest. Dark circles marred tear streaked glowing red eyes.
Blood poured from his throat and chest were the boy had clawed himself and his robes were in taters.
"Damn," Lucius swore under his breath. "Draco, get Severus."
The two Malfoy men saw Potter's head pop up at the mention of the snaky Potions Master's name.
"Severus?"
It was whispered so quietly, neither was sure they had really heard it or had imagined it.
"Draco, go, now."
Draco quickly left, and almost immediately ran into Severus and Lupin.
"Draco. "
"Sev -"
A soft, needy whine cut off what Draco was going to say. "Sire."
Severus took off towards the sound of his Childe's voice. Lupin and Draco were right behind him.
"Lucius," Severus growled.
Lucius sent his magic into the cell door.
The door opened with a bang against the wall.
Harry lunged and bit down with more force then was needed, which Severus ignored. He was too busy seething about the idiocy and incipience of Fudge to notice a little discomfort.
Draco watched in fascination and - sorrow? - as Potter drank from Severus. The transformation was incredible. The dark circles were fading quickly, as was the sickly pallor of his skin, and Potter's hair was gaining back a lustrous, healthy appearance. His shaking and labored breathing had evaporated almost as soon as Severus had entered the room.
"Harry."
Severus spoke quietly, a Childe didn't need to be yelled at by the Sires for them to listen.
Harry immediately removed his fangs and licked the wound closed.
"What happens now?" Harry asked.
"Now you go back to Hogwarts with Draco and the wolf while Severus and I have a…talk with Fudge," Lucius informed him. "Draco."
"Yes, father. Come on Potter."
Draco saw Potter tense in annoyance and was about to snap something back at him when Severus spoke, "go."
Potter bowed his head and went to Draco quietly. Draco wrapped his arm around Potter's waist and Lupin placed a hand on his shoulder, and stepped into the shadows, and faded away.
Lucius and Severus walked side by side to Fudges office. The man was in for a nasty surprise.