Hello fans to a new chapter. I've been able to squeeze some time here and there to update this fic while trying to do this with my other stories so bear with me!

Any way I would like to introduce my muse Discord who's not been speaking to me for some time and disappeared for a while giving me a stump in inspiration.

Discord: Some people do like to get away and enjoy themselves.

PV: I know that. The thing that's really spooking me out at the moment is this fortune cookie I got today.

Discord: What did it say?

PV: Sounds morbid but it said "Soon life will become more interesting." Doesn't that sound not good because those sort of things usually end up bad (shudders)

Discord: I think your worrying over this a bit too much, shouldn't you be getting on with the fic.

PV: (stikes a pose) Right! Let's mossey! Discord would you do the disclaimer?

Discord: Very well... But don't say mossey again, that just doesn't sound right. (Turns to audience) Phoenix Vengeance does not own any of the Harry Potter characters just the OC characters and any information that she has made up herself.


Chapter Nine: Results and Revelations

Trying to pay attention to his assignment he had to get done as he read from a very old text book on the uses of Basilisk poison in different potions, but couldn't as of yet because green-slitted eyes came to mind before deciding to hit his head on a book trying to expel the image to no luck.

"Snap out of it Cedric! Now's not the time to be thinking of this!" he muttered to himself in his room as apprentices were aloud to have their own room to not be distracted by others as well as for privacy. It was just down the hallway from the Hufflepuff Dorms as he had graduated when he was seventeen and had decided to do a two year mastery in potions with Professor Snape, meeting the requirements of the strict professor as he would only take those who got top scores in their OWLs and NEWTs.

Why can't I get him out of my mind?

(Chuckle) He is our mate. Our submissive, his beast replied sensing Cedric's confusion.

Yeah I know he's our mate. Didn't know he was the submissive though, as his thoughts went back to the COFMG lessons, remembering the intoxicating aroma of the Potter. A mixture of Vanilla and the air.

Mate powerful. Needs someone who's also powerful and can protect him.

Makes sense, seeing the logic in his beast's explanation.

Must mark him. Other's want him, growling with possessiveness.

Yes, Cedric replied possessively remebering for the last few days of watching him the lustful stares from both the student population and the teachers. Even Snape! was looking at him lustfully.

But how to get him?

Must mate soon. Before end of year.

Yeah. I'll have to tell him what I am, Cedric thought picturing the DADA teacher.

Mate pretty. Beautiful, powerful, submissive creature, drooling at the mental image that was conjured up in his mind unaware of the shock from his human size.

Creature!?

Mate has smell of powerful blood

So he's like me. That'll make things easier, one thing that wouldn't panick his soon-to-be mate.

Closing his eyes as he leaned back on the chair shot up as he thought, What if he has another mate!?!

Will not, snorting with a huff that the human side of him woul think such a thing as it had never happened before since the beginnings of time

Huh?

Is our mate. So we are his. Do not worry, his beast replied before receding back into his mind to rest, leaving Cedric alone to his thoughts.

"Harry," he whispered, "I'll have you in my arms soon my mate."

&&&&&

Shooting up from his bed he wondered what on Earth could have woken him up as he checked his alarms in his room to see them all there as well as all of his Occulmency shields were up...Wait a minute, seeing a golden string connected to him that was there before pushing it gently, only to receive waves of warmth, comfort and love .

Retreating back he went over to where his inner beast resided aked, What is that strand?

Looking amused at his human counterpart answered, Is mate.

You mean he know's that it's me? heart hammering in his chest as a warm feeling started to form from the emotions he was feeling at the moment

Yes. Have bonded. First step to completing actual bond.

Thank you for telling me, watching as his beast layed back down falling asleep before returning to his own as he had a long day ahead of him.

&& Riddle Mansion &&

In a dark mansion with thunder clouds forming overhead, the sound of drums from the thunder forming as the storm started to rage, a figure in a room was pacing as he schemed and plotted his next move in the quietness of his room.

"What happened? How did my men get beaten by one man!? he raged as Nagini watched her master from her viewpoint on a sofa next to the fireplace as her scales soaked in the heat.

Maybe you should try to coerce him to your side master, she pointed out causing him to stop in his tracks as he contemplated her words of advice.

Hmm, an intriguing idea as he sounds like he would be the perfect right-hand man to have, considering he took out the battalion of rookie Death Eaters, not a small feat to do, he murmured mostly to himself as Nagini hissed in agreement to his words.

Walking over to where she was seated ran a finger across her head earning a hiss of delight said, As always you have given me great advice my pet. Rest for now as there will be much to do later.

&& Next Day &&

The next morning of the day was an early one as students started to awake from their beds, with groans while the teachers started the preparations for their morning classes for the day.

"Good morning class," Harry said indifferently as he started to write up on the board, for today's lesson.

"Morning, Professor Potter," the class replied.

Turning around, looked at the class with stern eyes before walking towards his desk where a pile of papers where sitting. Flicking his wand towards them watched as they started to whizz to each student seperating ignoring the startled exclaimation of some of the students that turned to confusion as they stared at the blank pieces of blank parchements.

Walking across the room as eyes followed said aloud, "I'm disappointed with this piece of homework that I assigned you," looking toward at each student, flicking his wand once more to show the class their results as they exclaimed in shock at their grades.

Hermione who was deathly pale as she looked at her piece of parchemtn quickly shot up her hand into the air as the students around her groaned at their results as Harry continued to walk in a steady pace to and from the width of the classroom.

Ignoring the hand that was being sent up, took in his classes reaction unnoticed. He was dissappointed with this as the piece of homework he had handed out had been given to him when studying at Oriala, achieving better grades than any of the student's pieces he had marked so far in the NEWTs and OWLs classes.

"Yes, Miss Granger," arching an eyebrow at the girl while some blushed as many had a crush upon their Professor as he was their age and very handsome and the money was another motivator.

Seeing that she had his attention said, "Professor, there must be a mistake here with my grading..." trailing off as he shook his head.

The rest of the class turned their attention to the conversation between Bushy Haired Brain Girl and Professor Potter.

"Oh no Miss Granger there is no mistake with my grading, as this is one of the homework assignments that are given to the students in their second year at Oriala. I have marked them and there has not been a student so far that has answered that question that was asked except for a select few in different classes as well as Mr. Longbottom," inwardly laughing at the shocked looks of his students as they stared incredously at their classmate who never got anything right except in Herbology.

"Now, for homework I want this essay redone and written out as it should have been written. But you will also have extra homework for today's later as I will not let you skip pieces of homework. And if I should find your grades at a pitiful level consider yourself kicked out of the course as I will not teach dunderheads," he growled out menacingly, a dark aura being felt across the room.

"But you can't do that! The headmaster wouldn't allow that!?" Hermoine shouted shocked at the information.

"Oh but I can. Dumbledore and I agreed in my contract that all students that where involved in my courses, I had complete control of who was allowed in my classes and who would be kicked out," chuckling inwardly at the dread upon his students before writing down on the board today's lesson as the students thought, We're doomed.

Chuckling inwardly at his students expressions felt a burning sensation on his back. Smirking he looked to the window knowing that soon he might have some good information for the night. That book he had read a few years ago has been quite useful for the past few years remembering the day quite well.

&&&Flashback&&&

Having picked up some books from his library in Le Fay Castle that had the far more ancient methods of magic that had been lost over the centuries looked at the first one titled Imbue Life in Tattoo's. Intrigued, opened the thick volume to read the introduction of the subject. This might be useful for him.

'Tattoos like many things in the Wizarding World can be imbued with life. For example, Wizard paintings are a form of this art, but are given a copy of the memories of the actual person or thing.

With Tattos it is more difficult, as the person must pour in their own magic in it's rawest form to form a connection to the connection to the tattoo and wizard/witch. Upon forming the connection, the tattoo can be let free and become an actual physical being or form. The being if it is a creature will have a mind of it's own but cannot ever leave the Wizard/Witch as it will be destroyed upon breaking of the connection.

But with the form of magic that it is used with, depends on the power of the magic user, as the common witch or wizard can bring forth an animal that isn't magical, unless it is a very weak creature such as a kneazle.

The more common witch or wizard can bring forth more powerful magical creatures such as the Ice wolf while the most powerful witches/wizards are able to bring forth Dragons, Chimeras or Shadow Horses.

The only type that is impossible to bring forth even with the most powerful witch or wizards of our time is an Angel or a Fallen Angel. Many who have tried have died from what looks like overtaxing of their magic, but there has been speculation.

To look at the process of Imbuing of Tattoos turn to Chapter Four of the book.'

Closing the book contemplated the advantages and disadvantages of using this form of magic that he knew wasn't around anymore as it was not mentioned in any books he had seen.

...But with the tattoos he had they would be useful as he could in a tight situation with no way out. Definitely useful if he didn't use them until he was certain that Voldemort had no way of escaping him.

/End of Flashback/

&&&&

Resting on one of his seats in his room, felt again the burning sensation on his back before deciding to look out at the window. Seeing a dark figure flying towards his window taking on the form of a Royal Griffin as it dropped a scroll on the windowsill. Taking off his shirt the magical creature disappeared in a green light to be once again shown as a magical moving tattoo.

Taking the scroll from the windowsill unsealed it reading the contents,

Harry,

Voldemort planing something, so be careful and as for the object I'm still looking for it. But no luck so far. There's a few leads that might turn up some information that I'm going to follow, but be careful I've been told by some of my contacts that something big is going to happen this year.

Also the American Ministry of Magic is backing you in any decisions that you make. I'll see you soon.

Seth

Running a hand through his hair, frustrated at the information hoped that things would work out. For now he needed to do some stress relief, exciting his chamber as he headed towards the Quidditch Pitch.

&& Quidditch Pitch &&

Removing his glamour stretching his wings as he stood in the stillnesss of the night of the Quidditch Pitch were none would come, took flight with a powerful flap of his wings gliding upon the air currents as he relieved muscles that had been worked up from the hard weeks of Dumbledore trying to manipulate him, his students, Seth's dead ends and his mate...

He felt a hole of depression as he knew that his mate had sensed him, but he was not doing anything. Did he not want to be with him? He grit his teeth in frustration at the thoughts going through his head as his inner beast was also depressed hiding somewhere in his subconscious.

He had only eight months left. If his mate did not do something soon then...

Shaking his head moved to land down on the ground, shifting into a sleek black panther as he bounded back to the castle, towards his rooms not noticing the pair of greyish eyes that had been watching him in the shadows.

He had noticed the slight lose of light from his eyes while his beast in the back of his head was voicing it's opinion of the whole thing.

You should make a move or we will lose mate, pacing back and forth in his mind in agitation.

I know but..

BUT WHAT!?!?!? it all but roared out in frustration.

I don't know how I should approach him, lowering his eyes as if ashamed as he heard his creature curse in his head.

Talk to him during lunches and dinner. Find out things about him. Court him as you would a girlfriend or boyfriend.

Thank you for your words of advice, feeling slightly better now that he had a plan.

Hearing grumbling in the back of his head smiled at the creature's gruffiness. But for now, a grin formed on his face, he had a lovely little soon-to-be mate to seduce.


Collaspses I did it! Finally! I wasn't very sure what to do for this chapter, as I'm having a writer's block.

But for other people, there are some that aren't sure of Harry's age. Well I'll explain.

Harry was 14 when he went to Oriala.

He then used the Space Bubble for three years, making him seventeen.

When he finished his time in the Space Bubble he took a de-aging potion that reverted him back to his fourteen year old self and had another three years at Oriala, so that he didn't look twenty, as it would look suspicious if he was that old and I dind't want Harry to be older than Cedric

Hope you enjoyed and that explained where you were getting confused.

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