Claimed
Chapter 7
Harry found he liked going around the manor, it was huge, welcoming, and always had people around. It was never deserted, and the people who were there didn't look at him in disgust like he thought they would. It was as if they knew something he didn't, which was most likely true.
He went into one of the rooms he had not been into yet, and he was surprised to see it was a training room. Swords, big heavy machines and mats were spread all around the place. He wondered why they were there; everyone knew Vampires were naturally stronger than humans and faster than the eye could see.
One of the set of Daggers actually called to him. Curious to why or how a sword could call to him he walked over. Just as he was going to touch it he backed away, he had learned the hard way not to touch anything magical.
"It's ok you can touch it, it wont hurt you, it just wants to bond with you," said Dominic.
"How do you know?" asked Harry curiously.
"Because the call you feel is you being magically compatible with this magical weapon and it also means you will be best with the daggers," said Dominic.
"He speaks the truth," said Sam coming into the room.
"Do you have one?" asked Harry sitting down comfortably on the mats.
"Of course, everyone here finds one sooner or later, not necessarily here but they do find their match," said Sam.
"Cool," said Harry standing up once again.
He then carefully walked over and slowly removed the daggers from their places. He gasped when a glow surrounded him, he couldn't drop the daggers; they were magically forced into his hands.
He saw Dominic and Sam looking at him in surprise and awe, they must have called for Severus because the next thing he knew was Severus standing next to him. The daggers by then had fallen out of his hands and onto the floor. They were nothing like the daggers he had picked up, they were like royalty's swords.
"Looks like you are Merlin's heir," said Severus.
"Merlin's?" asked Harry shocked.
"That's right, those were taken from the Merlin Vault, many centuries ago, and have been here ever since. There is a prophecy saying the one to wield them will have the power to end the war," said Severus.
"I don't understand. The war is over," said Harry confused.
"It isn't," said Sam softly.
"But they killed him!" said Harry looking panicked now.
"If by him you mean Voldemort, then yes, the war is over. However, Dumbledore is far from gone," said Severus.
"Dumbledore is light, we could not touch him," said Harry believing it deep down.
"Dumbledore is not light, after what you have told us, power has corrupt him and gone to his head. Dumbledore may have been light once but not any longer," said Severus.
"But then how come he has a phoenix if he is not light?" asked Harry logically.
"Well he certainly has me there," said Dominic nodding his head.
"True," frowned Severus. Everyone knew that Dumbledore had that blasted bird. He knew that phoenix's did not go with anyone dark! They were pure and untainted and no spell or anything could make them stay if they decided to leave.
"Shout on it," said Sam.
"Fawkes?" shouted Harry thinking only of the bird and not Dumbledore.
Nothing happened, Sam shrugged and said "It was worth a shot."
Just then a huge burst of light appeared in the middle of the room, before a very familiar soothing song filled the air, calming Harry down instantly and making him forget all his troubles. Smiling softly when the bird landed on him he stroked the red and gold feathers.
"Hello Fawkes" said Harry softly, the bird trilled in response.
Fawkes bit him quite harshly on the ear, then another glow surrounded the area. The three vampires and the bird knew what had just occurred but as usual Harry was out of the loop.
"What happened?" asked Harry looking confused.
He looked at Fawkes in astonishment, the bird looked radiant and years younger! Not so chicken like any more! Plus instead of gold feathers they were turning green! Red and green feathers. The bird just hooted in agreement at his new looks before tearing up and healing the mess he had caused on Harry's ear.
"He just bonded to you," said Severus smirking softly.
"Really? What does that mean?" asked Harry curiously.
"You will be able to talk to him," said Severus.
"Wow, Fawkes why did you leave Dumbledore?" asked Harry waiting for a response.
He thought Fawkes would talk, but it didn't. A series of pictures went though his mind. Dumbledore killing Grindelwald, then it went on to innocent murders and to his disgust Dumbledore was as good as a pedophile. He used to let young boys into his office, offer them special sweets from his drawer. The sweets were drugged, looked like a form of the Imperious curse as well come to think of it.
He watched, sickened, as the scene played out in front of his eyes. Dumbledore took a de-aging potion and enjoyed playing with them. Raping them, molesting them and Obliviating them of the entire thing! They left smiling thinking the headmaster was good and nice.
What hit closer to home than anything else was that he recognized the teenager, or the teenage Headmaster, should he say. He remembered the boy because he had come every day and raped Harry as well. All this time it had been the headmaster. It didn't shock him much as it should. He was passed being shocked at anything Dumbledore did.
Well that's what he thought anyway!
"What happened?" asked Severus.
"I'm going to be sick," said Harry hoarsely, a basin appeared out of no where. Good job too for within seconds he was puking his guts up.
"What happened?" repeated Severus softly.
"You don't talk to Fawkes but he shows you his memories. Dumbledore is worse than I thought. He hurts eleven year olds. I don't want that to continue. Dumbledore has to be sorted out," said Harry angrily, he would not let Dumbledore molest someone else.
"But when exactly did Fawkes leave him?" asked Sam.
"30 years ago or something," said Harry, it was at least 30 years anyway.
"Fuck me, he has been corrupt longer than we thought," blurted Sam.
Severus looked at him with a warning look, Dominic just closed his eyes. He knew that Harry was smart enough to work out what they were talking about.
"Are you trying to tell me you knew Dumbledore was corrupt and you did nothing about it?" asked Harry abruptly getting up.
"Well we knew he was corrupt!" said Sam trying to be helpful but not helping any.
"Don't come near me," said Harry backing away from Severus, and running from the exit at the other end of the room.
"Shit he is heading of the front doors," said Severus panicking.
"Move then," snapped Sam running towards the front doors himself.
Harry, for a newly turned vampire, sure was fast, although that might have something to do with him already being naturally fast at running. He was half way out of the grounds, when he felt the wards shudder. Looking around, his eyes widened, there was Dumbledore and the Order looking grim.
Suddenly there was pops all around the place as vampires turned up. Harry was in the middle of them, Severus was at the front of them and looked like he was in charge.
"Get Harry out of the way! Do not let any of them get their hands on him," Severus demanded of one of his vampires.
"Aye sir," said the man quickly running towards the boy, who gasped and started running in the other direction away from the vampires and Order.
He was caught once again, struggling to get away. He was apparated to the castle once again. The man locked the doors, which were magically unlocked once again by Harry. Who attempted to get away again, Malachi groaned before apparating the boy to the dungeons and locking him in the magic suppressing cells.
Harry immediately drew into himself, and went into the corner, knowing it had been too good to be true. Tears run down his face, he had trusted Severus and once again he had been let down. He stopped crying, and once again barricaded bricks around his heart. Hoping he would never feel again, he didn't want to - it hurt too much.
"Give us the boy back and we won't hurt you," said Dumbledore his presence demanding total respect.
"You won't get your hands on the boy again," said Severus.
"You do realize this boy is destined to be even worse than Voldemort ever was?" said Dumbledore.
"And? Why would I have a problem with this?" smirked Severus, it was wiped of his face when he felt Harry's end of the bond close up. He could not feel his mate at all. Something was wrong, and Malachi was back fighting so surly everything is alright?
Dumbledore looked shocked at this, before anger took its course. But before anything could be done, the vampires crated a big shield together which caused the Order members to go flying away out of the castle and half way down the street.
"Tyler, Damon and Adam stay and guard, the rest of you with me," snapped Severus apparating to the great hall room which was used for meetings.
"Now Dumbledore, Hermione, Ron, Shacklebolt and a few others are to stay alive. No matter what the rest of the Order you can take off one by one. Now Andrea get Poppy she will show you all who is to be targeted for dead and who is to be caught alive," said Severus he was too worried about his mate.
"Malachi where is my bonded?" asked Severus.
"In the cells my Lord," said the vampire.
Gasps went round the room, coming from those who knew Harry's history. Which was quite a few, it was hard not to know when they saw him every day. Andrea looked ready to kill, but knowing better she bolted for the cells, Harry was her first concern right now.
