Arashi: Potters may be schooled eventually. Hm...it seems Damian won't be that happy with the report of his son is going through. Though Harry will still be a good brother to the younger Potter twins.

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::Parseltongue::

Chapter 11: Confrontations

"So you really are a freak then? If it were my choice, we'd never see you again. I don't want my son interacting with dark creatures such as Vampyres. But since it isn't up to me, it is up to the Headmaster whom he allows to reside in his home; I suppose I cannot do anything. But you are no longer my son. Do you have any idea how bad this will look for your brother? The twin brother of the leader of the light is a Vampyre!" James roared.

"You will calm yourself sir, or you will leave my charge's presence, but if you continue to upset him, I will be forced to handle the situation."

"Nathaniel is right, James." Remus said from beside the man, "You can either accept this, or you can be pissed about it. But if you choose to be pissed about it, then I highly suggest that you leave."

James shot a dark look towards his son and stormed out of the room. Lily had been crying since the results had been made known. "I'm so sorry, Harry. We shouldn't have left you there. Please, forgive us."

"There is nothing to forgive, Mrs. Potter. Whether you and James want to believe it or not, my parents are very loving and caring. They love each of their children the same, and even though I am the oldest, the same amount of attention is paid to the other children. They took good care of me."

"I see that. You have become a remarkable boy. I'm sure your other parents are proud. Maybe I could meet them sometime? Get to know the parents of my little boy?"

"Of course. I'm sure Nathaniel could go back and talk with them, figure out a time and place where we could all get together. Why aren't you upset? I mean, James is pissed about this whole thing…but you don't seem to care as much."

"I'm just more willing to accept that you are who you are. But since Nicholas is the boy-who-lived, it is still important that I devote my attention to him."

"I understand. Well, the boys and I are going to head back to our rooms, right?"

"Yeah! 'M hungry!" Haytham said from his spot next to Harry and Remus.

"Me too!" Nimr agreed.

"Well, we'd better get going then. I'll send Nathaniel to find you and let you know when you can meet my parents."

Lily flinched when Harry said "parents" but did not say anything. Harry then leaned down and picked up Haytham while Remus took Nimr into his arms, and the group headed upstairs to their wing.

"Hey Remus," Harry began, "Do you think that Lily would understand?"

"I'm sure she would. But not yet. It will take some time still for her to be ready to hear the full truth."

"Alright." The group of five continued in silence to their part of the manor where Harry again dumped his brother onto his seat. "So, what would you boys like for lunch?"

"I wan' a grill cheese san'wich!" Haytham said from his beanbag chair.

"Can I get a peanut butter banana sandwich?"

"Of course you can." Harry snapped his fingers and gave the house elf instructions to bring the boys' food as well as what he, Remus, and Sirius requested. The house elf returned with the food, and the group proceeded to eat their meal.

"Harry," Remus began, "what are you going to do when you get to school? You'll already know all of the information, won't you be bored?"

"Nah. Not really. I'm probably going to use the majority of my time to work with the teachers to advance my skills further if possible. I know I was trained up to 7th year in the subjects, but there is still more to learn. And when I do get downtime, I'm going to be doing the homework just like any other student. Plus, with Nicholas there, it'll probably mean that I'm either constantly fighting him or fighting with the Slytherins if I get put in Gryffindor. Draco's the only one who knows that I'm a Vampyre, and that's how we want it to stay. Until it comes time to choose a mate at the beginning of 6th year, I'm going to be like any other kid."

"Does being a Vampyre give you any special skills?"

"Kind of, I guess. I mean, I have better reflexes and hearing than most people, but I'm not any stronger than I should be. The only reason I'm strong at all is because I happen to have gone through intense physical training for a year. As far as magic goes, I pick up on things a little quicker than my peers might, but that might just be me. I can obviously walk into the sunlight, and garlic doesn't repulse me. In fact, my favorite meal has garlic in it. Let's see…I'm not immortal, though it is a bit harder to kill Vampyres. Beheading will kill me, just as it would any other creature. Anything that can kill a person can kill a Vampyres. We heal quicker, so if the wound isn't fatal, we'll survive, and like I said, we have faster reflexes so it makes fighting with us a bit of a challenge."

"Well, you said you wanted to become an animagus, correct?"

"Yeah! That would be really cool, and it would definitely come in handy. Why? Do you have the potion

made?"

"I got it from Severus last night, but didn't have a chance to give it to you. So, let's see what you're going to be!"

Harry accepted the small vial of liquid and swallowed the contents quickly. Potions tended to taste bad, and Severus refused to put any flavoring into his to get rid of some of the bad taste. Instantly he felt it begin to work. The transformation was surprisingly painless. Within moments, there was a rather large phoenix where Harry had been. The bird was magnificent. It was a bright red with gold tipped wings. He wasn't a fire phoenix, but he was another breed. Remus had truthfully never seen such an animal before. As far as he knew, there were no phoenixes with gold feathers anywhere on their body!

After a few minutes, the potion began to wear off, and Harry transformed back into himself. "What did I become?"

"A rather large phoenix with gold tipped wings." Remus replied slightly awed. Phoenixes were generally small creatures, so the fact that Harry was so large was odd in and of itself. But the wings were what really hit Remus hard. He had never seen a bird with wings tipped with gold. He had never even heard of.

"Harry, would you excuse me? I need to go do some research and then I will return. Why don't you boys go outside and play for a little while?"

"Alright. Are you ok, Remus?"

"What? Hmm? Oh, yes, I'm fine."

::Harry?:: Belinda slithers out of Harry's room. She'd taken to lying in there during the day so that she could spread out.

::What isssss it Belinda?::

::The wolf…he isss troubled. What isssss wrong?::

::I am learning to turn into an animal. I think what I became may have shocked him a bit.::

::What did you become?::

::He sssssaid I wasss a large phoenix with gold tipped wingssss. Why didn't I become a sssssssnake?::

::You probably have a sssecond form. I wouldn't be too ssssssurprised if you did. You are powerful enough to have four possible forms, though I can only sense two. Perhapsssss the other form issss a sssssnake.::

::And the boyssss? Will they be able to ssshift to animal form as well?::

::Yessss. Haytham will become a hawk, like hisssss animal. And Nimr will become a tiger. I can sssssense it already. Nimr connectssss easily with the earth already and Haytham is connected to the air.::

::I wonder…no. They are young yet. They don't need to grow up quickly. Have you sssseen Nathaniel?::

::No, he wasss with you lassst time I ssaw him.::

::Ok. Maybe he went home to talk with mom and dad. But jusssst to be ssafe, would you mind sstaying out here? I would rather be ssssafe than ssorry. Josh taught me well.::

The snake seemed to laugh at that before curling up on one of the couches to rest. The boys had by now grown accustomed to seeing the serpent and no longer reacted in fear or shock. They had also gotten used to hearing Harry talk with the snake.

"Hawy?"

"What's wrong Nimr?"

"I wan' go ou'side!"

"Me too!" Haytham chimed in.

Harry laughed and stood up, "Well then, let's go outside."

Harry reached down and took one of their hands in each of his, and began to lead them to the main part of the house. Belinda had slithered back to the room when it was decided that they would all go outside. But when they got to the main entrance, they were stopped.

"Where do you think you are going with my sons?"

"Outside. They would like to play, and I am going with them. Would you rather go with them yourself, James?" Harry spit out, his eyes staring straight into his father's almost wishing he'd say yes.

"I would, but I need to go help Nicholas. But I don't want you corrupting my sons against me, Vampyre."

"Don't worry, James." A voice said from the stairway, "I'll make sure he doesn't corrupt them." Remus looked briefly at Harry, and nodded slightly. They would talk later.

James turned then and stalked out of the room. He was furious that he had been proven wrong, and even more upset by the fact that his son was a Vampyre.

"Thank you, Remus." Harry said when James had left, "the boys were just wanting to play outside."

"I know. He is just upset, give him some time."

"Fine. Let's go play, guys." Harry turned and walked out of the Manor fully, taking the boys to the area that they liked to play in. "Tickle attack!"

Harry launched a full on tickle assault on both of the boys at the same time, smiling when he heard them giggling uncontrollably. But suddenly, the tables were turned, and Harry found himself on his back trying to fend off the attacks of two toddlers on a mission.

"No! No tickling me!" He gasped out between his laughs.

The three boys continued to play like this for the next hour until Nathaniel came out and brought them inside, "Your parents are here."

"What? Why?"

"Your parents are here to speak with the Potters. I thought you might want to be present."

"Ok, let's go inside guys! I want you to meet my mommy and daddy!"

"Ok!" both boys cried out together before hurrying to go inside.

"Mom! Dad!" Harry called out when he saw them standing in the entrance hall, "Is something wrong?"

"No! Of course not, sweetie. We just decided to come see where you are spending your summer. And we also wanted to drop off your presents, since it is getting to be that time of the year. One more week, and my baby will be 11! I can't wait to see you again on September 1st. We will meet you at the station two hours before it is time to leave, that way we can all get some breakfast before you go."

"Mom! Calm down!" he laughed as he hugged her tight. Whether he liked it or not, he'd missed both of his parents. He then moved to hug his father, seeing James and Lily standing in the doorway.

"Ahem," James said to get their attention, "Is there something we can do for you?"

"Well, tea would be nice, but I suppose we can all do this standing up." Damian replied briskly.

"No, you are correct. Let us go to the parlor for some tea and biscuits." James ground out softly.

After they had all settled down, and the tea had been served, Damian spoke in a calm voice, "I understand that you are now aware of my son's heritage."

"He is i my /i son, and yes, I now know that you freaks have made him one of you." He spit the word "freaks" out viciously.

Damian rose out of his seat and with a small gesture of his hand, James was floating in the air without his wand. "Don't you dare call us that name again, Potter, or I will have every right to make sure that you never say it again." He growled out menacingly.

"Put him down, Lord Ater-Rosa." A soft voice said from behind him. Slowly, James was lowered, and Damian spun to face the man speaking to him. There stood Albus Dumbledore, in bright purple robes with gold dust on them. Behind him, Nicholas was standing looking smug.

"Ah yes. The Headmaster. You know as well as I do, old man, that I have every right to protect my clan from both physical harm and mental harm. Who knows what affect that word could have on Harry if Mr. Potter is allowed to say it freely!"

"James, I'm afraid he is correct."

"But Albus, you can't seriously mean that you are going to allow him to continue living here?"

"But of course I will! You need to get to know him, and he needs to understand his place. His place is to fight beside Nicholas, though he will not be as strong."

"With all due respect Headmaster," Harry chimed in, "I would much rather be fighting with him than fighting beside him. He and I are nothing alike, and no matter how long you put us together, that fact will not change. Even if we do somehow get put together into the same house, we will never get along."

"Of course you'll be in the same house! You are both my sons, and as such you will both be in Gryffindor!" James said in shock. How could Harry even be contemplating being in another house?

"That remains to be seen, James." Albus added from his position in the room, "He has Vampyre blood too, so he may very well be in another house. And it is not heredity that determines where you go, but the traits of a person's personality. Most children develop that based on their parents, but since Harry was raised elsewhere, he may have the traits for another house."

James looked outraged at this, but didn't say anything further. The room was very tense until Albus, in his usual cheerful I'm-going-to-turn-everything-to-my-advantage manner, clapped his hands once and took his seat.

"Now then! You must be Lord Ater-Rosa! It is nice to meet you sir." He reached out and grasped Damian's hand in his own firmly.

Damian returned the handshake warily. The old coot didn't fool him for a minute! "Headmaster Dumbledore" he inclines his head in a small bow as he says the name. "As you are aware, my son—oh alright Harry will be attending Hogwarts this year. My wife and I simply came to make sure that he and his twin were getting along alright. But Headmaster, I understand from a friend of mine that James and Lily Potter will both be teaching at Hogwarts. If they are already biased against Harry, or they act unprofessional in any way towards him, I will be forced to reconsider where we will be sending him. As his legal guardians, it is our job to make sure that he is taken care of properly."

"Rest assured sir, that young Harry will be just fine at Hogwarts! We wouldn't want to keep the boys separate forever, now would we? We need to be there to encourage the bond that was meant to have been there. Twins, as I'm sure you know, are strongest when together."

"Headmaster! If Nicholas is all that you say he is, he shouldn't need the assistance of his brother. And as you are aware, Headmaster, that only applies when the twins are equal in strength. You've already pointed out that Nicholas is stronger, so having Harry working with him may, in fact, make him weaker." Damian stared the Headmaster in the eye, watching as the sparkle suddenly dimmed before reappearing. "I'm sorry sir, but it is time for us to leave. We have children at home who will be needing to be tucked into bed."

"Surely you can have the house elves do that for you!" James insisted.

He wanted the chance to talk with the man with Albus here. It would probably work to his advantage having the great and all-knowing Albus Dumbledore there to support him!

"We would never do such a thing!" Nicole cried out for the first time, "How can you even suggest such a thing? I don't know how you people do it, but we have always tucked our children into bed ourselves. And when they are frightened, we come and lay down with them until they fall asleep. Everyone in the clan has done so for generations! Perhaps it is just within the Vampyre communities that it is like this, but the idea of allowing someone else to put my children to bed repulses me. Now," she composed herself after her outburst, "we need to get going. Our sons and daughters will be getting ready for bed now. Goodnight to you all," she paused when she got to Harry, "I will see you in a couple weeks, okay? Be good!"

"I will mom. Tell everyone I said 'hi' and give Tara, Mealla, and Badra a kiss from their biggest brother, ok?"

Nicole merely smiled at him in reply before pulling him in for another hug. Harry then turned to his father and pulled him into a hug.

Damian returned the hug, looking pointedly at James as he said, "You are my son. You are my heir and you are a very important part of our family. Don't forget that."

"I won't, dad. Tell Timothy that I miss him, will ya? I miss sharing a room with my brother."

"It won't be much longer until you will be sharing a room with at least one other boy depending on your house…but that will come in time. Now, I want you to get to bed, and tuck these two little ones in, ok? They seem to have taken quite a liking to their big brother."

Harry grinned at that, and released his father. He then bent down to wake the boys who had fallen asleep on the ground. "Say goodnight guys."

"G'nigh ev'rybody." Haytham mumbled against Harry's right shoulder while Nimr said a simple "g'nigh' from his left. The boys then left the parlor to go to bed. Moments later, Nathaniel, Remus, and Sirius joined them on the way to their wing.

"Are you ok, Harry?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm going to go to bed. I'm tired, and I'm probably going to get up even earlier to give myself time to think after my run. I'll see you all in the morning." Harry then disappeared into his room, carrying both of the boys with him. Walking through the connecting door, Harry puts them both in their beds and placed a gentle kiss on each of their foreheads. "Goodnight boys." After turning out their lights, he climbed into bed to go to sleep.

Arashi: Stupid git can't seem to understand the fact. Other then being told off it seems by Harry's real dad not a jackass. But Nick needing Harry? Oh boy Dumbledore you are a stupid idiot.*rolls eyes* Anyways hope you guys enjoy the chapter. Please read and review.