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Chapter Twelve:

"Hello?" Lillian called out softly. She felt chains around her. Why was she chained up? Where was she? "Hello? Is someone there?"

"Oh, I'm glad you're awake Lillian." She squinted to get a glimpse of the face.

"Who's there?" She asked, rather annoyed.

"Just like your mother, aren't you?" He teased and she furrowed her brow. When would her mother ever act like this against her kidnapper? Her mother would probably cower in fear. "No matter, Lord Voldemort would like to see you."

"Who is that?" She asked and the man walked into the cell and unlocked the chains keeping her to the wall, however she was still covered in chains.

"He's the Lord of the Vampires." The man said stiffly.

"Vampires? They're not real!" She huffed and he chuckled and rolled his eyes at her child behavior. "What? They're not!" He hissed at her, showing his elongated teeth. She looked up at him curiously. Vampires were real?

"I told you, we're real." He said cockily and she had nothing to say to that.

"What's your name?" She asked suddenly.

"Excuse me?"

"I asked for your name. The polite response would be to tell me your name." Lillian retorted and he glared at her rudeness.

"My name is Lucius Malfoy."

...

"Severus. I'm frightened." Hermione softly whispered. Severus turned his head to her. He had been writing at his desk and he could tell something was gnawing at Hermione but he wasn't able to ask. Hermione would tell him on her own. He always knew it.

"Yes, I know. Something has been bothering you for a while. What is it?" She looked down at her hands and smiled rather painfully.

"Something made me want to play an instrument..." She trailed off. Severus egged her on with his eyes. "A rather... Peculiar instrument in fact." She sighed. "I've been craving to learn to play the pungi." That made Severus' eyes widened. He stood up from his desk and sat next to his partner and cupped her face.

"Why?"

"Oh, Sev. I have no idea." Hermione whimpered. "I can't learn to play that here! It's dangerous! But something keeps making me want to learn and I know it's not me! I don't want to touch that cursed instrument!" Severus could tell she was being honest. He sighed and turned away from her.

"Hermione, I have no idea what to tell you. That is really strange. I can't tell if anyone is trying to control you. Nothing is coming up. It could be curiosity for all we know. Just relax and I'm sure that we'll figure this out." Hermione nodded and smiled at him despite her nervousness. She gingerly kissed the tip of his nose and he shivered.

"I love you, Severus." She said softly and his eyes briefly glowed a bright blue, then faded back into the normal black and gold. She could tell that was him smiling, but he didn't smile quite often.

"I love you too. Now, please help me. I have to plan out our trip to pick up the leaders from the airport. I heard Fleur was going to be there and I can't stand her. She was a Veela before a Serpent, so she flounces around like a ninny."

"Oh Severus..." Hermione giggled. "Don't you go gawking over her when we pick her up." She scolded playfully and he rolled his eyes.

"Why would I want a part Veela when I've got a full one right here?"

"Severus, I'm not a Veela..." She said confused and he smirked.

"Sorry, I always get confused. You are rather mesmerizing." Hermione's face turned pink and she grinned like an idiot.

"Awe, you're cute, sometimes." She teased and he rolled his eyes at her and she kissed him softly. "Come on, let's plan this trip out. You need to get to bed, by the way. Your eyes are turning black." He sighed and stood up with her and they sat at his desk to get to work.

...

"What the hell do you mean?" Harry asked jaw was clenched and his eyes were narrowed.

"I'll explain everything after we get inside." Neville replied and Harry quickly made his way to the door and barged in and sat down on the couch that greeted him at the door.

"Explain. Now." Harry demanded. He was so sick and tired of not knowing anything, ever.

"Well, you see Harry... Your parents... Well, they were... A special pairing." Neville scratched the back of his head. "It's hard to explain but I'll do my best." He looked at Harry only to receive a glare. Neville inhaled quickly, turned on a lamp and sat next to Harry.

"Your parents were strange. They were so strange because your mother was a Vampire and your father.. He was a Serpentire. They're said not to be able to reproduce... But somehow they did. Your mother gave birth to you, and all was well. For some reason you were human. They couldn't tell why. You could walk in the sunlight, you could stay your natural skin tone, it was strange for them."

"Then Lillian was born. Shortly after, they died. They never got to see Lillian progress. Severus examined Lillian the night of their death. She was marked, Harry. A Vampire marked her. Right below her belly-button. It was sick. Se was crying and there was blood. You probably don't remember most of it because everyone's memories were erased. Not on purpose though. Somehow James and Lilly erased themselves from existence. They were remembered, of course. But no possible evidence was here, only you two."

"Your aunt, she was the one who named her Lillian. She adored Lillian because of the resemblance of her lost sister. Over time, her and her husband forgot that she wasn't their to begin with. That was their daughter. Lillian Dudley is fine, Lillian Potter is very dangerous. It's said Serpents and Vampires can't reproduce together because the outcome would be catastrophic. Nothing could really be told from you, Harry. Lillian though was a different story. She has strange DNA, something is coating it, something we don't even know about. She could be dangerous if used as a weapon."

"You Harry, you were meant to be a Serpentire. It's in your DNA. Some strands are exact replicas of your father's."

"Hold on." Harry interrupted softly. "What element was my father?"

"He was lucky enough to be Light." Neville smiled. Harry raised an eyebrow. He couldn't exactly remember what light did. "They have the power to heal, they can also teleport, it's very rare. In fact, in battle, they send out the elements one by one. It goes Air, to weaken their defences, Water, Fire, Darkness, Earth and then they send out Light to heal people. They're not allowed on the field very long because if they die, it'll be worse for the Serpentires. There are probably around 2,000 Serpentires in the world, only 9 of them are Light." Harry's mouth dropped.

"That's insane!" Harry exclaimed. Neville nodded. "What were you?"

"Me? I was earth." He said softly. "I could create earthquakes, I could control plants and if I tried hard enough I could use the ground underneath someone to make them move."

"That's pretty awesome." Harry commented and Neville shrugged. "If my father was light, does that mean I would've been light?"

"No. Your powers would involve light of some kind but you wouldn't be light. I'm not sure what you would be, actually. It would probably be interesting to find out, though." Harry nodded slowly at the thought.

"Will I see Draco again?" Harry asked and was confused by the smile Neville had on his face.

"Of course you'll see your beloved." He teased and Harry's cheeks turned red.

"Draco is not my beloved!" He snapped and Neville just kept smiling at the hot tempered boy.

"But you do like him, don't you." Harry glared heavily.

"Of course I don't! I'm not gay." He spat and Neville raised an eyebrow at that.

"Harry, I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but you do like Draco." Harry opened his mouth to retort but Neville pressed his ice cold finger to Harry's lips. "Harry, please. You do realize that if Draco bound himself to you, you'd have to feel a mutual admiration. You do know that bonds cant be formed without at least a crush, right?" Harry's eyes widened and Neville smiled. "I'm guessing you didn't know that. Well, I'll let you sit here and bask in your love for Draco, while I prepare the guest room." Harry's cheeks burned and he looked at the table while biting his lip.

"Wait." Neville halted and turned to face Harry. Harry looked up at Neville. "Um, is there any way I can contact him, just so he knows I'm okay?" Harry asked and Neville broke out in a grin and nodded. He knew Harry liked Draco, it was so obvious.

"Just think really hard. Send your thoughts to him. He'll get them. Probably a good thing too since he's possibly going insane not knowing where you are." Neville explained and Harry nodded and looked back at the table. With that Neville left and Harry shut his eyes tight.

Draco. It's Harry. Listen, I'm really sorry about everything. I just want to let you know that I'm safe. Don't worry about me. I'll contact you if for any reason something goes wrong. I promise. Again, I'm really sorry. I miss you Draco.

Harry, feeling quite embarrassed and oddly satisfied, smiled and looked at the ceiling. Everything would be okay. It just had to be. Lillian would be fine, Draco would be fine. Everything would be okay in the end.

...

Draco paused and Lavender turned to face him. She waved her arm in front of him, his eyes were just glowing blue. When they faded back to normal, Draco looked up at Lavender, seemingly defeated.

"Is something wrong, Draco?" She asked and Draco sat down on the sidewalk and sighed softly. He didn't know what to do. He closed his eyes tightly, he looked like he was concentrating. When he opened his eyes again, he shook his head. He was hurt.

"Let's go home Lavender. I'm sorry for waking you." He stood up and disappeared it seemed. Lavender looked down at the ground. She was confused. Why had Draco given up?

...

"Neville, why isn't Draco responding to me?" Harry asked suddenly and Neville gave him a pained look.

"Well, you're not bonded to him Harry. He doesn't have a link to you. He can only hear you. He probably tried responding but he won't be able to until you two finally complete your bond." Harry looked away now more ashamed than ever. Why hadn't he bonded with Draco?

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