Title: Love of a Family

Fandom: Harry Potter

Era: AU

Rating: T

Date Started: October 9, 2008

Date Finished: ?

Summary: The Lord is the leader of all Vampires and loved by the entire Wizarding World, but when a tragic accident costs the Weasley's their youngest son, they turn their backs on the vampires, only to force their daughter to them.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of it and money is definitely not made off of it. If I were making money then this wouldn't be considered a procrastination tool.

Author's Note: Here is chapter ten. I hope that my readers enjoy it! Now I am on to Antien.

Chapter X:

Harry didn't know where he was going but he knew that he could not go home as long as Ginny was still there. Harry fell to his knees, dry heaving on the ground. He blinked back the tears of pain as he tried to stand. He growled at nothing in particular as not wanting to go through what he did with Gwen.

But he knew that they were tied together, old souls forever linked. He knew it when he first took Gwen's hand for that dance and it was reaffirmed that day in the alley… when they had brushed hands.

Harry groaned as he pulled himself against a tree and his head fell back against the bark. He hurt all over, physical pain he hadn't felt in a very long time.

He heard a sound, a rustle in the trees and he tensed and realized that he only had a small spelled dagger nestled in his boot. He shifted so he could access it trying to stay silent as James rounded the final tree. Harry released the breath he was holding. "Dad?" he whispered so that only the vampire hearing could have picked it up.

"Harry!" James breathed when he caught sight of his son. "Harry! Are you okay?"

"Dad, what are you doing out here? Where is the guard?" Harry asked shakily leaning up against the tree.

"They are out looking for you," James answered and as if on cue two guards appeared behind the lord.

"My Lord, you found him!" one said obviously relieved. The other made to check over Harry for injuries but Harry tensed and the dagger made its way out and against the guard's throat. The guard stopped and glanced over at James. When the Lord waved him down the vampire slowly backed away. The dagger shook in Harry's hand as he stared at James. "How do I – how do I know…?"

James smiled and Harry knew that it was okay that he asked. "When you were 40 you went out to the pub with your personal guard –"

"Stop! You don't need to say anymore." Harry's face grew warm and thankfully his dad stopped. Harry shakily put the dagger back in his boot before sinking to the ground. "I'm sorry, Dad."

"Whatever for?" James asked in return and Harry felt his dad sink down next to him.

Harry let his head fall back against the tree bark and opened his eyes fighting back the tears that were threatening to fall. "For everything," he whispered.

… … … …

James wasn't surprised when his son apologize, he just didn't like that his son felt that he needed to. James just didn't want to lose Harry and at the rate he was going, by the end of the week he would be back to where he was after he lost Gwen.

"You don't need to apologize, Harry," James started. "Because there is nothing to apologize for. We are just concerned for you."

Before he even stopped talking Harry's arms were wrapped around him seeking comfort from his father. James smiled and wrapped his own around the trembling boy. When he looked up he saw that the guards had turned around giving them some semblance of privacy in a life that didn't really have any to begin with.

… … … …

Sirius wasted no time when the couple finally sat down. "Lord Weasley, I am here to formally invite you to Potter Manor in response to recent events involving your daughter, one Ginerva Molly Weasley."

The couple tenses and Molly made to say something but Arthur beat her to it. "What happened to Ginny?"

"That is a matter to be taken up at the Manor. It is not safe for the information to be said anywhere else." Sirius said. "But I will say that Miss Weasley is physically and mentally fine."

Molly protested clearly wanting more information but Sirius refused to say anymore. Arthur sat silent for a few moments before nodding.

"Arthur!" Molly exclaimed. "You really think that we are –"

"You will hush, Molly!" Arthur commanded. "It was you that tore this family apart and I will not let it happen any further. If you do not want to come, fine, but I am going to look after my daughter." At that he stood and made his way to the fireplace. Before throwing the Floo Powder into the flames he turned back to his wife. "I don't know why you rejected Ron all those years ago but I had hoped that given time you would welcome him back. Clearly, I was wrong." The green flames erupted and he was gone. Sirius then followed, his face blank and without a word. But Sirius silently applauded Arthur's outburst because it was long in coming for the annoyingly stubborn woman.

… … … …

Father and son sat together under the canopy of leaves for a few minutes until Harry calmed down enough to pull away.

"Are you okay now?" James asked pulling and Harry nodded.

"Where are we, anyway?"

James smiled and looked just north of them. "You didn't even leave the estate. The house is just there," he said inclining his head.

"So that is how you find me so quickly," Harry observed. James looked at his son shrewdly.

"Harry… you've been gone for near 12 hours."

Harry looked at his father wide eyed. "But I can walk the entire estate in half that time. What-?"

"Things have escalated. So much so, that we looked in every tree and rabbit hole big enough for you to hide."

Harry paused a moment before asking, "What happened?"

James pulled him to a standing position and started for the manor house. "Turns out that Ron was right in a way that none of us ever imagined."

"Ron was right?" Harry asked.

"Don't sound so amazed. He wouldn't appreciate it," James joked as they made their way through the trees, the guards in tow.

"But how was he right?" Harry asked. The trees were starting to clear a bit and Harry stopped, beginning to feel anxious again.

James stopped and looked back at his son. "When Ginny woke there was something off on the way she was acting. As it turns out the young witch has a very old soul and whatever happened woke the old memories."

"So when she woke up she could remember her past lives?"

"Not lives, Harry, just one. But that one turned out to be very important."

James turned and once again headed for the manor when men appeared out of nowhere, clamped onto Harry, and as suddenly as they appeared they were gone, taking Harry with them.

A piece of parchment fluttered to the ground that James snatched up fearing that his suspicions were true.

'We're back to finish what we started.'

Just below the words was a lock of dark hair.

… … … … …

Arthur felt the flames die around him as he stepped from the fireplace. The flames spiked again and Sirius stepped gracefully behind him.

"My Lords Black and Weasley," Joseph said materializing and bowing. He reached out and took the proffered traveling cloak from Sirius. "Mistress Lily will be so happy you have returned."

"Has Harry not returned yet?"

The butler shook his head. "His Highness and his guards have gone to search for him."

Sirius nodded. "Then I will escort Lord Weasley to his daughter and then help with the search. Thank you, Joseph."

The old vampire bowed again. "Of course, my Lord."

The half-vampire and wizard walked in silence through the manor servants and guards walking swiftly by them a few stopping and bowing as Sirius passed.

Just before the final turn Arthur's uncertain voice stopped him. "What happened to the young Lord Potter?"

"After they both collapsed Harry was the first to wake. He did not take kindly to the situation that he found himself in and ran. I can only assume he went to cool off. He didn't want to hurt anyone, especially your daughter."

"He certainly a good man," was the father's only response.

"That he is." Sirius smiled kindly and they continued. "Your daughter was given the best care that the royal family can get."

"Which is most likely the best that can be found." Arthur smiled.

Sirius answered with one of his own. "Indeed."

Sirius knocked lightly on a door and opened it. Arthur was surprised at who surrounded his daughter's bed but he was comforted that she was protected as she was. Lily was the first to notice that they had arrived. "Ah, Sirius, you're back. We were starting to wonder where you had gone."

"I went to retrieve some family."

Lily's face lit up with a smile at the sight of Arthur. "My lord Weasley! I am so glad you came!" She pulled him into a hug despite the years and issues between the families.

"As am I," he said returning the hug. "But what happened to my daughter?"

"I believe I can answer that, my Lord Weasley." Arthur turned to the voice that sounded so like Ginny yet not and was surprised to see his daughter laying on the bed looking at his expectantly.

"What is going on?"

"Forgive me, my lord," she said. "I am afraid I have yet to introduce myself. I am Gwen O'Connor once fiancée to Harry and current past life of your daughter." Arthur stood there silently waiting for the rest of the explanation. "Events went unresolved at the time of my death and the fates have decided to give Harry and I a second chance in the form of your daughter. After everything is cleared up, your daughter will be returned to you clear and whole."

"Will Ginny remember?" Arthur asked concern clouding his eyes.

Gwen smiled softly. "She will know that she was me but she will have none of my memories. She will be Ginny as she was before I woke up."

"But why did you wake?" Sirius asked.

"I fear that what I woke to stop has already happened," she said looking down at her clasped hands.

James burst into the room, the look on his face setting everyone on edge. "Ron! Sirius! Call up the guard!"

"Why? What happened?"

"Where's Harry?" someone asked.

"He was taken, wasn't he?" Everyone stopped and looked at the redhead on the bed. She sighed. "I was too late."