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Poor Harry, more angst in this chapter, but hopefully this is it for a while. I want to start focusing on their bonding and mating.
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Sirius looked up from flipping pancakes when he heard the kitchen door open. He tried to stifle his chuckle, but it was hard with Harry looking so damn adorable. Harry was still dressed in his pajamas that were now all wrinkled and hanging off his small frame. His hair was wild around his back and full of knots. His face was flushed and he was rubbing his eyes with his left hand, while his right was holding his tail. Sirius decided then and there that he was getting a camera so he could capture these moments. Other then a few baby pictures and scrap book cuttings from the Prophet, he didn't have any pictures of Harry.
"Good morning pup, did you sleep well?" Sirius asked, turning back to cooking breakfast.
Harry shrugged his shoulders and plopped onto the old wooden kitchen chair. "I guess," he answered giving a big yawn.
Sirius turned back to his godson so he could get a better look at him. He was concerned when he saw the dark circles under the young Neko's eyes. "Harry, did you have nightmares again last night?"
"No," lied Harry. Of course, he had nightmares last night; he always had nightmares. He didn't want to worry Sirius though. Sirius had enough to worry about, he didn't need something as childish as his nightmares to add to the list.
"Harry, look me in the eye and tell me that you didn't have nightmares last night," demanded Sirius. He knew that his pup was lying to him. Harry may be a good seeker, but he sucked at lying.
Harry looked Sirius in the eyes, then quickly dropped his gaze, he couldn't do it. He didn't want to purposely lie, he just didn't want to worry anyone. He tried so hard to get a good nights sleep knowing that he had a busy day, but he couldn't. "M'sorry," he mumbled."
Sirius turned off the stove then picked up the stack of pancakes. Walking over to his godson, he set the pancakes in front of him then took a seat next to him. "Harry, you can tell me the truth. I can't help you, if I don't know what's going on. Now, what were your nightmares about?"
"Dumbledore," Harry said softly. "It's always, Dumbledore. Even when I was little I had nightmares about him coming on my birthday and making me strip. Now my nightmares are about him taking me away from all of you, and Emmett. In my nightmares, he always kills Emmett." Harry swallowed the lump that was stuck in his throat. He already loved Emmett so much, he couldn't bare the thought of him being hurt.
"Oh, pup." Sirius reached over, picked Harry up, then settled him back on his lap. "Dumbledore can't find you here, and even if he did, you are surrounded by dominants that have sworn to protect you. Emmett is the strongest vampire that I have ever met, and his family has some incredible gifts. I know your scared, but everything will be, ok." Sirius kissed his godson on the head then settled him back onto his own chair. "Now, eat up. We are meeting the Cullens in an hour, they are going to show us a plot of land on their property that we can build a house on."
Harry's eyes lit up. "Really? I'm not going to have to live far away from you?" He was terrified of having live away from Sirius and Remus. He didn't want to tell Sirius, but he also had nightmares about Dumbledore killing him and Remus.
Sirius chuckled. "Nope, they are letting us build a house about a mile from theirs. They love you and want you to be happy."
Harry grinned and started stuffing his mouth with pancakes, he couldn't wait to see his, Emmett. He was so happy that his family was going to be living close to him after he mated with Emmett.
"Really, Potter, that's disgusting. At least swallow before stuffing another forkful into your mouth," sneered Draco, gracefully taking a seat across from Harry. "I can do without looking at that first thing in the morning, you disgust me. Why don't you get out of my face."
Harry's bottom lip started trembling and he choked down the mouthful of pancakes. "M'sorry," he said, tears falling from his eyes. Dropping his head, Harry started silently crying into his chest.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" hollered Dudley. Draco was a moody drama queen, but he was never mean to Harry. His little cousin had been hurt enough thanks to his parents, he wasn't going to sit back and watch as Draco hurt him more.
"It's ok Dudley, Draco's right, I am disgusting; I'm a disgusting freak," cried Harry softly. With a loud cry, Harry got up and fled the room."
"Fuck," yelled Draco, throwing his fork across the table. He didn't mean to hurt his cousin, he just woke in a bad mood.
Draco jumped when he felt a wand poke him hard in the back of the neck. "You have two minutes to talk me out of cursing your fucking lips off," snarled Sirius.
"I didn't mean to hurt him, ok, I'm just in a bad mood." growled Draco.
"I don't give a fuck if your in a bad mood, what you said was uncalled for. You are a dominant so whatever you say he is going to take to heart. That boy has been beaten, bullied and starved his entire life. He wasn't raised to be a stuck up, spoiled little shit like you were. Now, you go make it right, or pack your bags and get the hell out of here." snapped Sirius.
Draco hung his head in shame, he had royally fucked up. Why did he snap at the poor Neko like that? Standing up, he turned to the enraged animagus, "I shouldn't have taken my bad mood out on him. I'll apologize."
Draco had searched the house four times before he conceded that the little submissive was nowhere in the house. He was trying not to panic, not only was Sirius going to kill him, but Harry was missing. He was horrible to his little cousin and now he was outside somewhere, alone.
"Did you make my pup feel better?" growled Sirius as Draco entered the kitchen.
Draco sighed when he saw that Harry wasn't in the kitchen. He was really hoping that the little Neko decided to finish his breakfast. The poor kitten had only eaten two bites of pancakes before he snapped at him. "Harry, isn't in the house." Draco closed his eyes and waited for the eruption.
"Then where the hell is he?" growled Remus, getting to his feet. He wasn't here when Draco snapped at his pup, but he heard that it was horrible.
Draco backed up a few feet. Even though it wasn't the full moon, Remus was still dangerous. "I-I don't know, I can't find him."
"Shit," yelled Sirius, lunging to his feet. Grabbing Draco by his collar, he slammed him against the wall. "If something has happened to my, pup, I'm going to kill you. If I were you, I would get the hell out of my sight, and get looking for my godson."
It only took ten minutes to get everyone on the reservation searching for Harry. Sirius had called Carlisle to give him a heads up, just incase Harry decided to run to Emmett for comfort. Emmett was beside himself and ready to break the treaty in order to help search for his future mate. All the Cullens, with the exception of Esme, started searching their territory for Harry. Esme stayed home just incase Harry showed up there. Two hours later, there was still no sign of the small Neko.
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Harry sat watching as waves crashed against the large rocks. He didn't know how far he walked on the beach, but he guessed it had to have been a few miles. He had stopped crying a while ago and now he just felt empty. He thought that the old Draco was gone, but he was wrong. He really liked having caring Draco as a friend and cousin. He didn't mean to eat his pancakes fast, he was starving and excited about seeing Emmitt.
Harry picked up a rock and tossed it into the ocean. Ever since his birthday, his life had been so much better, but at the same time, it was worse. It was better because he now had a family and he never had to see Dumbledore again. Voldemort, who he thought wanted to kill him, was actually his loving grandfather. He had met the most amazing dominant in Emmett, and he hoped to spend the rest of his life with him.
His life was worse because he was now was a submissive Neko. His life was no longer his own, thanks to his cat. He was whinny, scared all the time and had to do whatever a dominant said. He also hated that he needed a dominant it to look after him. He had always had to look out for himself, it didn't feel right having to depend on someone else. He didn't want to be rare or special, he just wanted to be Harry, even if Harry was a disgusting freak.
Harry laid down and rested his head on a warm rock. He knew that he should be getting back, but he didn't want to. Even though he was scared, it was nice to be out alone. It was so peaceful here and the sound of the waves crashing was making him sleepy. He was just about to doze off, when a dark shadow was cast over him.
"Well, it isn't every day that you stumble across a cute little male submissive. In fact, I haven't seen a male submissive since my turning back in 1780."
Harry's eyes snapped open and he quickly sat up, scraping his back against the jagged rocks. Looking up, he cowered and whimpered at what he saw. Standing over him was a male dominant vampire. Even if he wasn't sitting, this vampire would have towered over him. He was easily over six feet tall, lanky build, with medium length brown hair. What really scared Harry, was his ruby red eyes, indicating that he drank human blood.
"I'm curious," drawled the vampire, "what kind of creature are you?"
Harry tried backing away, but he was surrounded by rocks and ocean. How could he have been so stupid and leave the safety of the house and reservation? He was so upset over Draco, that he blindly ran, not even taking his wand or phone. His Neko was screaming at him at the time to get out of the house, the veela dominant didn't want to see his face. Once again he cursed his stupid Neko. At least he remembered to hide his Neko attributes as he tore out of the house.
"Don't be scared, little one." said the vampire, bending down to Harry's level. "You're too cute to hurt."
Harry flinched when the vampire reached out to touch his leg, silently he started crying again. This vampire was going to steal him away from his family and Emmett.
"Hey, no tears, I said I wasn't going to hurt you." pleaded the vampire, he didn't like seeing the little one crying. The creature in front of him was the most adorable little thing he had ever laid his eyes on, with his long black hair, petite body and huge watery emerald eyes. He had never seen eyes as captivating as his.
Instantly Harry stopped crying, the dominant demanded it of him, and so he had to obey.
"Now, that's much better little one. Do you have a name?"
Harry sniffled and wiped his tears with the back of his hand. "O-O-Orion," he stuttered. Pulling his knees up to his chest, he wrapped his arms around them trying to make himself as small as possible.
"Well Orion, do you realize that it isn't safe for a little submissive to be wandering around alone? You are too much of a rare treat for a dominant to pass up."
Harry dropped his head and started crying again. "Please, don't steal me. I don't want to leave my daddy and my Emmett." he cried.
"Easy there, precious. As much as you tempt me, which is a lot, you smelly bloody fantastic, I'm not going to kidnap you." He was very tempted to run off with this little submissive. The boy was beautiful and powerful, "Unfortunately, I'm strictly a ladies man."
Harry looked into the vampires red eyes and could tell that he was telling the truth. Harry gave the stranger a shy smile. "Th-Thank you." Harry paled as he thought of something. "Are...are you going to eat me?"
The vampire chuckled, "Hmmm, now that does sound tempting, but I'm going to have to pass. I just ate in the last town over." The vampire inhaled deeply. "Are you injured, I smell blood?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders, but winced when the movement irritated the scratch on his back. "M'ok" he whispered.
"No, I don't think you are. Let me see your back?"
Harry whimpered, but did as the dominant ordered. He tried to fight the command not wanting the vampire to see the shameful scars on his back, but his Neko demanded that he obey. His creature inheritance lightened the scars his uncle left behind, but vampires had excellent eyesight.
The vampire growled when he saw that the little submissive's back was covered in whip marks. When he found who did this to the sub, he was going to drain them dry. Other then the whip marks, the submissive had a nasty, deep gauge in his back running from his left shoulder, to right hip. He wasn't a doctor, but it looked like it was going to need a stitching. The boy had to be in a tremendous amount of pain and yet he wasn't complaining of crying over it.
"You have a nasty cut on your back from the rock. My good friend Carlisle is a doctor, I was on my way to pay his family a visit. If you hop on my back, I will take you to him."
Harry's face lit up, "Carlisle, do you mean, Carlisle Cullen? He is going to be my dad soon, I would love to go and see him. I was supposed to visit my Emmett today, but then Draco upset me and I ran off. My godfather is going to be soooooo mad at me for taking off, but Draco said that I disgusted him and he didn't want to see me. I didn't want to run off, but my cat made me. Sometimes I really hate my cat. I just..." Harry stopped talking when a hand gently covered his mouth. Harry looked up at the red eyed vampire and cocked his head to the side.
"Wow, I didn't realize that a human could talk that fast without breathing." The vampire chuckled at the boy's lovely blush. "Now, I don't know who this Draco idiot is, but your face is anything but disgusting. Is he the one who left the whip marks on your back?" Harry quickly shook his head no. "Good, then I don't have to slowly kill him, though I might hurt him for upsetting you. Next question, how is Carlisle going to be your dad?"
Harry blushed a bright red. "Emmett is going to be my mate. Do you know, Emmett? He is so big and strong, and nice to me. He promised to never hit me or be mean to me. Best of all, he smells soooo good." Harry knew he was rambling again, but he couldn't help it. His Neko was thrilled that there was a nice dominant that was paying attention to him. His Neko was crushed when Draco yelled at him and made him leave the house.
The vampire threw his head back and laughed. "Oh, Emmett is going to have his hands full with you. You know what, I think you are perfect for my dear friend, Emmett. I'm sad to say that I never noticed that he smelled good so I will have to take your word for it. Now, I have one last question before we head to see Carlisle. What did you mean by, 'your cat made you run?'"
Harry looked around to make sure no one was around. "Do you promise not to tell anyone? My godfather said to keep it a secret." Harry giggled when the vampire made a gesture of crossing his heart. Looking around one last time, he released his Neko attributes.
"Son of a bitch!" whispered the vampire. "I thought Neko's were extinct." He thought the small boy was adorable before, but now with his cat ears and tail, he was breathtaking. If Emmett wasn't such a good friend, he would be seriously rethinking his stand on being a ladies only man. His vampire was screaming at him to claim this rare little jewel.
The vampire cleared his throat, trying to regain control of himself. "How about we get going, it isn't safe for you to be out here alone." The vampire didn't mention that he wasn't safe around him. This little kitten was proving to be too much of a temptation for him.
Harry stood up and looked uncertainly at the tall vampire. He knew it wasn't smart or safe to go off with strangers, but this dominant seemed so nice. He also said that he was good friends with his Emmett. He wasn't sure what to do, but he was starving and his back was killing him. "My godfather said that I shouldn't go anywhere with strangers," he said softly.
"It's a good thing then that we are no longer strangers, we have been talking for almost an hour."
Harry giggled, "But, I don't know your name. If I don't know your name, then that makes us strangers."
The vampire placed his hand across his chest and rested it over his heart. "How incredibly rude of me. The name is, Garrett." Garrett gave a deep bow.
Harry held out his small hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. My name is, Orion Black."
"Well then, Orion, now that we are properly introduced, how about we go see Carlisle and your brawny mate?" Garrett held his hand out to the little Neko, who immediately accepted it. After gently placing the boy on his back, mindful of his injuries, he took off for the Cullen's house.
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Sirius was having a full blown panic attack. It had been over two hours, and still no sign of Harry. They had checked every inch of the reservation and surrounding area, including tree tops, and nothing. All the shifters were out in wolf form trying to catch his scent, but for some reason, there was no scent. Draco had really hurt Harry so he probably unknowingly masked his scent when he took off. Even Dobby couldn't find Harry. The poor elf was so upset that he started punishing himself by repeatedly running into a tree? Finally, he couldn't take it anymore so he ordered the elf to go and inform Tom what was going on.
He wanted to wring Harry's neck for running but he knew that it wasn't his fault. Draco ordered him to get out of his face, so the Neko obeyed, Harry didn't have any control, especially with how upset he was.
"We will find him," said Remus. Remus tried to look positive, but it had been too long. Harry was scared to be alone, he never would have willingly stayed away this long.
"Someone took him, I know it," cried Sirius. For the hundredth time he pulled out his wand and tried a point me spell, knowing that if wouldn't work.
Both men watched with dread as a large russet wolf came tearing their way. Without slowing down, Jacob shifted into his naked human form. "I-I'm sorry," he said softly. "We found Harry's blood on some rocks about six miles down the beach. We also scented a vampire, an unknown vampire."
Sirius reached out and grabbed Remus for support. His pup was gone, he was stolen and was going to be forced to mate with some abusive, horrible vampire. He was never going to see his son again.
"Sirius, breathe," shouted Remus. "We will find Harry, you just need to pull yourself together." Remus was just as worried for his pup as Sirius was, this was very bad. More then likely this vampire had already claimed Harry as his mate. He didn't see how this could turn out good.
Sirius numbly shook his head. "Right, first we must contact Tom, then Carlisle, after that, I'm going vampire hunting. I'm going to burn the fucker if he so much has hurt one hair on my pup's head."
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Harry clung tightly to Garrett's back as he ran through the woods. This vampire was faster then Emmett and everything went flying by at a dizzying speed. He would have been having a great time if he wasn't in so much pain or light headed.
"You ok back there, little one?" asked Garrett in concern. He could feel the Neko's skin getting warmer.
Harry nodded his head, then buried his face in Garrett's neck. Garrett smelled good too, but not as good as his Emmett. He hoped that they got to Emmett soon, he just wanted him to hold him and comfort him. "I want my, Emmett," he said softly.
"I know, little one, just a bit farther," soothed Garrett. Garret was about a mile from the Cullen's house when he stopped. "It sounds like we are going to get a welcoming committee ."
Harry tried to lift his head up, but it was feeling heavy and fuzzy. "I don't feel so good, Garrett.
Garrett gently pulled Harry off his back and held him bridal style waiting for Emmett. He could hear them running in his direction, obviously they had picked up his scent. Hopefully Emmett wouldn't attack first, but he was after all holding his injured submissive.
Emmett came crashing through the woods and froze when spotted his limp mate in another's arms. "What the hell, Garrett?" he roared.
Harry turned his head towards Emmett's voice and gave him a sleepy smile. "Hi, Emmett, I don't feel so good." he said softly.
In an instant Emmett had taken Orion from Garrett's arms and was sniffing the blood. Emmett growled at Garrett, eyes turning black.
"Easy Emmett, I didn't hurt your mate. He hurt his back on some rocks so I was bringing him to you and Carlisle." Garrett really didn't want to fight the enraged vampire. Emmett was scary strong, but a protective Emmett would be impossible to fight."
"Garrett, it's good to see you again," said Carlisle, extending his hand out to his old friend. "Emmett, get Orion to the house, I will phone Sirius. Be very careful of his back." Carlisle could see the blood soaking the submissive's shirt.
Emmett ran as fast as he could with his precious bundle and in seconds he was sprinting through the front door. As gently as he could he laid the Neko on the white couch, not caring that his submissive was going to bleed all over it.
"How are you doing, kitten?" Emmett asked anxiously.
Harry looked at Emmett through half closed eyes. "Hot...thirsty," he croaked out.
"I'll get him some water." Esme was standing behind her son anxiously wringing her hands. She could smell the blood on the little one and he was very pale, she was scared for him.
Emmett placed his hand on his submissive's head, hissing at how hot it was.
Harry moaned and leaned into the cold hand. "That feels good."
"Emmett, how is, Orion?" asked Carlisle, coming into the room, followed by Garrett.
"He's burning up, Carlisle." Emmett was trying not to panic.
"Edward, get my medical bag from my office. Alice get me some warm water, and Rose, get met me some clean towels," ordered Carlisle. Carlisle bent down so he could check the little Neko. "Orion, can you sit up so I can take your shirt off?"
Harry tried to sit up, but everything started spinning. "M'sorry," he cried, as he collapsed back onto the couch.
"That's ok son, we can help you." Carlisle sat Orion up, and Emmett helped lift the shirt over his head.
Harry cried out when the shirt was pulled off his back. Some of the blood had dried causing it to stick, so when it was pulled off, the wound was reopened.
"I'm sorry, kitten, I didn't mean to hurt you," said Emmett softly.
"Orion, I'm going to roll you onto your belly so I can look at your back." explained Carlisle.
"Damn," cursed Garrett. "His back wasn't that bad fifteen minutes ago." The gash in the submissive's back was flaming red and infected.
Harry whimpered when a cold hand touched his inflamed back. "Please don't," he cried.
"It's already badly infected," sighed Carlisle.
Emmett started caressing Orion's hair trying to sooth him. "It'll be ok, your dad is on the way." The words had barely left Emmett's mouth when the door slammed open and Sirius came rushing in.
Sirius froze when he saw his son's back. It looked like someone had taken an axe to it. "What the hell happened? Who hurt my pup?" Sirius looked around the room, his eyes landing on the only vampire that he didn't know. With a roar, he jabbed the wand in the red eyed vampire's chest. "What did you do to my godson!"
Carlisle quickly stepped between the wand and his friend, "Sirius, this is a good friend of ours, Garrett. He found Orion and brought him to me for help. He did not hurt him."
"Dad," whispered Harry. "I hurt my back on some rocks by the ocean. Garrett is a nice Dom. He smells good, but not as good as Emmett." Harry gave Emmett a weak smile.
"Damn straight he doesn't smell as good as me," proclaimed Emmett, puffing out his chest.
Sirius fell onto his knees next to his pup. His boy looked so sick and the gash on his back made him want to vomit. How could a rock do that much damage?
"He was dozing off on some large rocks when I came upon him," explained Garrett. "I accidentally startled him and he scraped his back on the rocks when he sat up."
"Garrett only like girls," giggled Harry weakly. "He also just ate, so he wasn't hungry enough to eat me?"
"You are very tempting little morsel," chuckled Garrett.
Emmett gave a loud warning growl causing Garrett to back up and hold his hands up in surrender. "Just joking, he's all yours."
While Garrett was explaining what happened, Remus had been running a diagnostic charm over Harry. "We need Severus, this is beyond my healing abilities. The wound is severely infected and he has blood poisoning."
Sirius cursed, he didn't know if they could get Severus out without alerting the old goat. "Dobby," he called.
Dobby popped into the room and his large eyes immediately zeroed in on Harry. "You iz finding my friend," he yelled excitedly. Dobby's eyes got impossibly wider when he spotted the large wound on Harry's back. "Youz iz hurt," he cried.
Sirius stepped in front of Dobby, blocking his view of Harry. "Dobby, I need you to listen to me. This is very, very important." Sirius waited until Dobby nodded. "I need you to get Severus. Tell him that it is an emergency and to bring all his healing potions." Sirius quickly grabbed Dobby by the shoulder before he could pop out. "Dobby, if he is with Dumbledore you're going to have to wait. You must not be seen by anyone. If he is with Dumbledore, come back and let us know." Dobby quickly nodded and popped out.
"Sirius, I'm a doctor, is it alright if I start treating, Orion? Blood poisoning is very serious and this wound needs cleaning before it gets worse." Carlisle couldn't just sit and do nothing why they waited for the other man to show.
Sirius nodded his head. "Please help my pup."
As Carlisle was readying his supplies, Dobby popped back to tell them that Severus was in a meeting with Dumbledore. Sirius cursed and pulled at his long hair. His pup desperately needed Severus and his healing abilities.
"Orion, I'm going to give you a shot for the pain, it will probably make you a little sleepy." warned Carlisle. "Emmett, hold his arm he might jump."
Harry whimpered when he felt the needle prick his arm. It only took a few minutes before he started to feel more drowsy and keeping his eyes open became harder and harder.
"Don't fight it, love," said Emmett softly. "Go to sleep, I promise to stay by your side."
Harry gave Emmett a half a smile. "L-Love you," he whispered before succumbing to whatever Carlisle had given him.
Emmett felt like he could fly. His little submissive just confessed his love for him. If Orion wasn't in such critical condition he would have been jumping up and down with excitement.
Carlisle started to clean the wound of the dried blood and debris. He couldn't get over how fast the wound became infected. If he didn't know better, he would have thought that the wound was days old. Even though the Neko was out of it, he still whimpered and flinched as he worked on him. "Sirius, I'm afraid to give him any antibiotics incase they interfere with the potions, but he needs something soon."
Sirius nervously raked his fingers through his long hair. He didn't know much about potions and he knew next to nothing about muggle medicine. "Remus, what should we do?" He knew that Remus had spent some time in the muggle world while he was in Azkaban.
Remus waved his wand over Harry, scanning him. "His fever is getting higher. I think we should allow Carlisle to start him on antibiotics, Severus will know what to do when he gets here."
"Ok, go ahead and do what you need to do." Sirius prayed that he was making the right decision.
With Edward's help, Carlisle got an IV started with fluids and antibiotics. Edward wasn't a licensed doctor, but he had been through medical school. Never sleeping and living forever allowed one to pursue many different careers.
"We will wait and watch him for now. Hopefully your friend will be here soon." said Carlisle, cleaning up his supplies.
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Severus stormed through the halls of Hogwarts heading to his rooms. Three hours that stupid old fool had kept him. Two hours for a teachers meeting going over the fall schedule, then another hour grilling him about Tom and the possibilities of where Harry could be, and right when he thought he could safely leave, the sick bastard brought out a vial of Harry's blood and ordered him to brew a tracking potion so dark that he could spend life in Azkaban if caught brewing it. The potion took a month to brew and was one of the hardest potions to brew. There was no way he could talk his way out of it without Dumbledore questioning his loyalties.
Standing outside the portrait guarding his chambers, Severus cursed when he remembered that a certain red headed dragon handler was stopping by to get a portkey to Forks. After discussing it with Tom and Sirius, they figured Charlie visiting Harry would be a good thing. Even though Harry had only met Charlie a handful of times, they formed an immediate bond. Harry looked up to Charlie like he was a big brother. Charlie was also going to hand deliver letters from his family, something that would do the Neko good. Harry needed to know that he still had friends that were there for him and supported him.
Pocketing the vial of blood, Severus said the password and entered his chambers. He wasn't surprised when he walked in to see Charlie Weasley lounging on his sofa flipping through one of his potions magazines. "Mr Weasley, you barely passed potions when attending school, therefore, there is no hope for you now."
Charlie chuckled. "I agree, which is why I will stick with my dragons and leave the potions to you." Charlie gave the potions master a once over and could immediately tell that the man was exhausted and not in the best moods... Not that he had ever seen the man in a good mood.
Severus took off his long black robe and draped it over the couch. He was getting ready to fix a very large glass of fire whiskey when Dobby popped in, eyes wide and wringing his hands.
"Master Mutt says nots to be seen, but Wheezy is a friend of a Harry Potter, sir"
"What are you blabbering about you insufferable elf?" snapped Severus. He was too tired to put up with the crazy little creature. He didn't understand why they kept the elf around, he obviously wasn't right in the end.
"Master Mutt says yous must come now and bring your potions. Harry Potter is hurt very, very bad." Dobby started sobbing and pulling on his ears.
"Not even a month," growled Severus. "He is the most accident prone person I have ever had the misfortune to meet." Severus acciod all his potions, then turned to the sniveling house elf. "Can you take me to where Potter is?" If Dobby couldn't take him then he was going to have to floo to Malfoy Manor then portkey from there. He couldn't portkey from within the castle and Dumbledore would get suspicious if he all of a sudden left the castle to get beyond the wards.
Dobby blew his nose into his hands, wiped them on his uniform then held one out to the potion master.
Severus looked at the elf in utter shock. Never in all his life had he seen anything more disgusting. He had seen a lot of gross behaviors in all his miserable years of teaching, but nothing as foul as that.
Charlie laughed at the look on Severus' face. "Come on, we can floo to the Burrow then portkey from there." He didn't want to touch one of those snot covered hands either.
"I appreciate the offer Mr Weasley, but what do you mean by...we?" sneered Severus.
"My little brother is hurt, your crazy if you think I'm not coming," said Charlie getting to his feet. Stalking to the fireplace, he turned back to the stunned professor. "Coming?"
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Severus' portkey dropped him and Charlie in the middle of the house that Sirius was currently living in. Looking around, he was surprised to find only Draco in the room, sitting on the couch with his head resting in his hands. "Draco, where's Potter?" snapped Severus.
Draco lifted his head and his eyes were red and swollen. "He's at the Cullen's house, he's hurt bad Sev, and it's all my fault."
"Right now I don't care who's fault it is. Get me to Potter!" snarled Severus. He needed to get to the submissive Neko, not comfort his upset godson.
Draco quickly jumped up and grabbed his godfather's hand. Hearing someone clear their throat, Draco turned to see the most gorgeous guy he had ever laid eyes on. He was so upset over how he had treated Harry, that he didn't see him standing there at first. Draco flushed a deep red, but grabbed the freckled hand that was being held out to him. Closing his eyes and trying to slow his rapidly beating heart, he apparated the three of them to the Cullen residence.
Severus was shocked to find a very sick Potter with an angry, red, infected wound on his back. The cat was in bad shape with a raging fever and blood poisoning. "What has been given to him so far?" he asked upon seeing the muggle IV in Harry's vein.
Carlisle explained what happened to the Neko and what he did, and gave him. Severus spent some time studying muggle medicine because sometimes a witch of wizard had allergies to certain potion ingredients. Luckily, everything that the vampire gave Potter wouldn't interfere with his potions.
Draco couldn't look at his little cousin. It was his fault that Harry was critically injured. He didn't mean to snap at the Neko, but he had spent a restless night dreaming of a mate. He didn't see himself ever finding a mate and that depressed him. It wasn't right of him to take it out on Harry, the old Draco surfaced before he could stop him.
"Why are you blaming yourself for my little brothers condition?" asked Charlie, trying to nonchalantly check out the hot blonde. He hadn't been officially introduced to him, but it didn't take a genius to figure out that this was the Malfoy boy that Ron was always going on about. Charlie couldn't miss how perfect the boy's ass looked in his tight grey trousers.
Draco sneered at the red head. "Let me guess, a Weasley?"
"Charlie Weasley to be exact," said Charlie, grinning at the blonde.
Draco rolled his eyes, "whatever," he said under his breath. "I snapped at Harry this morning and told him to get out of my face. His stupid Neko took it literally and he ran off."
"You know he can't help it, don't you? Nekos have to do what dominants say and I'm sure Harry isn't happy about that. How would you feel if all of a sudden you were no longer in control of yourself?" Dragons weren't the only creatures that intrigued Charlie. In his spare time he read whatever he could on all creatures. He never thought that he would ever see a male submissive, let alone a Neko. Nekos were thought to be long extinct and highly coveted, he couldn't blame Sirius for running with Harry.
Draco looked over at his little cousin and tears came to his eyes when he saw his grotesque back. "I didn't mean it," he said softly.
Severus wiped the sweat from his brow and took a seat across from the couch that Harry was finally resting peacefully on. It took two hours and a lot of magic out of him to heal the small boy. If the vampire wouldn't have started the muggle treatment, Harry probably would have died before he got there. Severus looked up when a glass of some alcoholic beverage was put in front of his face.
"You looked like you could use it," said Sirius taking a seat next to him.
"You have no idea," Severus took a large sip of the alcohol relishing the burn in his throat.
"Will my pup be ok?" asked Sirius looking to his godson. It warmed his heart to see Emmett sitting on the floor next to his pup's head, caressing his damp hair. Emmett had not left Harry's side since he was found.
"Once again, he is a very luck boy. If you hadn't stumbled across a muggle doctor, then we would be burying him right now."
Sirius was thoughtful for a moment. "Do you think he would have really died?" Sirius continued when Severus gave him an odd look. "Tom and I think that he is immortal. He has the mark of the Hallows on him, that has to mean something very big."
Severus sighed. "I agree with you and Tom, but I am not eager to test that theory. We know Harry can get hurt and sick, but he also survived the killing curse. If he were to die, would his heart just start beating again? There is so much we don't know, but the key is that Hallows symbol behind his ear."
Emmett laid his head on the pillow listening to Orion's godfather talk to that other wizard. He was so thrilled to have found such an incredible mate, that he didn't give his immortality a thought. "I love you too, my precious," he whispered to his sleeping kitten. "We will figure this out. Somehow we will always be together." Emmett placed a kiss on his mate's now cool cheek.