Author's Note: I never realized how difficult it is to integrate two fandoms before. Its pretty difficult moving one or two characters in to one fandom, but to move a good third of one fandoms characters in to a least a third of another is crazy difficult. That's a lot of people to write: The Cullens. The Volturi. The Order of the Pheonix. The Weasleys. The Malfoys. Snape. Shit is about to hit the fan everyone, I hope you'll enjoy my hard work. Also, please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes, I haven't heard anything from my beta in a while.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter series or the Twilight Saga. Copyright infringement is not intended. Nonprofit fic.
Chapter Thirteen
It had been a long time, since The Order of the Pheonix had been called. Over ten years now, since peace had been restored in the Wizarding World. But not fifteen minutes ago, there had been a full scale attack on the main street of Diagon Alley. Six people were killed, eleven critically injured and a couple dozen lesser wounds that were treated in the street by mediwizards.
Kingsley Shakelbolt, Minster of Magic and Sirius Black, Head Auror stood over the incapacitated forty-second victim. A young looking vampire, held protected in a ward which was coming from a locket around his neck. Sirius had recognized the locket instantly, he had been the one to help James Potter place the wards on it over thirty years ago now. The Auror then had the feeling of ice settling in to the pit of his stomach. Only one person could've given the vampire that locket. Only one reason that this vampire would have it.
Harry loved this vampire with his entire being. But there was one devastating reality settling in on Sirius. Why wasn't Harry with the vampire? What had taken him away from the vampire who is clearly his mate?
"We need to take him back to the Order." Kingsley said, his deep voice breaking Sirius from his thoughts.
"We won't be able to move him without taking down the wards first." Sirius replied, kneeling down, he hovered his hand above the visible dome of light. He stared down at the vampire, his brow furrowed. "He looks like Cedric Diggory." He commented, looking up at Kingsley.
"The boy who died in the tournament?" Kingsley asked and Sirius nodded. "Odd."
"Sirius! Sirius is it true!?" Can the panicked voice of Ronald Wesley. He pushed his way through the crowd and over to the other men. "Was Harry here?" He asked, skidding to a stop behind Sirius, his purple auror robes billowing.
"I think so." Sirius said, then looked down at the locket. "No, I know Harry was here. I already checked all of the victims, none of them were under polyjuice or transfiguation charms." He let out an rather dog like growl and Ron knew to be worried. "If he was okay he wouldn't have left this vampire here."
"How can you be sure?" Ron asked, leaning over Sirius to look down at the vampire. "Bloody hell, is that Cedric Diggory?"
Sirius shook his head. "Scent's different." He answered, then stood. "But that's Lily's locket around his neck. Harry is the only one who could've given it to him." Sirius scanned the crowd that had gathered to watch. "If Harry was able, he'd be right here, by this kid's side until he woke up."
Ron paled in realization and Kingsley clenched his jaw. "So someone dragged Harry away from here?" Ron asked.
Sirius growled again, baring his teeth. "Harry was right here!" He roared. "I was just down the street! I could've fucking walked passed him and not even known it was him!"
"Black. Control your temper." Kingsley commanded, putting a comforting hand on the devastated man's shoulder. "We cannot have the Head Auror having a break down in public after an attack." He said seriously. "The people are already beginning to panic, I need you focused. Finding the people who did this, will be the same as finding the people who took your godson. Get your head in this." Sirius took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring and he let out a low growl as he exhaled. The tension in his shoulders faded and Kingsley let him go.
"Where do were start. We don't know where Harry's been in the last ten years. We don't know who he's been in contact with." Ron said still staring down at the vampire, unable to get over the similarities between the vampire and Diggory.
"Malfoy." Sirius said, his lips tensing in to a thin line. "He's been communicating with Draco, thinks that my cousin has enough emotional distance to not cave and tell me where Harry's at. But he's wrong, Draco will tell me what I need to know." Sirius looked over at the vampire, feeling the wards flux as he started to wake. Topaz eyes shot open and the shield vanished. The vampire was on his feet in the blink of an eye, scanning desperately for someone who wasn't there.
"Harry's gone." Sirius said and intense eyes zeroed in on him. The vampire growled, but Sirius held his ground. "My name is Sirius Bl-"
"I know who you are. Where is Harry?" The vampire said, but didn't wait very long for a reply. "You don't know... You need me to answer that for you."
"How did you get Lily Potter's locket?" Sirius asked, and the vampire's hand instantly reached for it.
"You already know the answer to that." Was the answer and Sirius growled with annoyance.
"Don't fuck with me god damn it!" He barked and the vampire's eyes went wide, then he shook his head, running long nimble fingers through his dust covered hair.
"I apologize, normally I am not so rude. But under the circumstances, I'm not thinking ... humanly." The vampire took a deep unneeded breath. "My name is Edward Cullen, Harry is my mate. We had come here to meet you, Remus the rest of Harry's family." Edward said. It took a moment to look at the three men, to gauge their reactions to the news. "We were planning on surprising you tonight, by showing up for dinner." The vampire shifted, once again looking around for Harry, even though he knew Harry was gone. His mate's scent had faded, and Edward was positive the most of Harry's scent was actually coming from himself.
"Do you know who took Harry?" Ron asked, and topaz eyes locked on to him.
"If I did, do you really think I'd be standing here?" Edward growled, then took a forced step back, and clenched his jaw. "Forgive me, Harry and my bond is only a few months old." He said in explanation and Ron nodded, though he still looked nervous. "By the way, I am not Cedric Diggory. I died in 1918 from Spanish Influenza."
"Right..." Ron replied.
"You're telepathic." Came a new voice, and Edward turned to watch a European werewolf walking down the destroyed cobblestone street.
"Yes, and you're Remus Lupin." Edward said, surprised that Remus' scent was completely different from the Tribe wolves' scents. It was actually pleasant, but it had a spicy tone that burnt Edward's nose after a few minutes. "How's your son?"
"Hopefully sleeping at home and not causing Hermione to much trouble. She's' got her hands full with Hugo and Rose." Remus said, then his eyes fell on the locket clutched protectively in Edward's hand. The wolf sighed heavily, tears clouding his amber eyes before he quickly blinked them away. "I believe you should know who to contact."
"My family... and the Volturi." Edward said.
"The Volturi?" Ron asked. "You can't be serious?"
"Harry's been living with them for the past ten years. He just came to live with my family in the States about a year ago when my sister, Alice had a vision of him and I as mates." Edward explained. "The entire Volturi is very protective of Harry. Marcus, Aro and Caius all adopted him as their son. They're going to devastate who ever did this."
Sirius growled. "Not if I get to them first."
"We need to take you off the streets and start making calls." Remus said, squeezing his mate's shoulder, and nodding to Edward.
"I will meet you there later. I have to calm the storm first." Kingsley said with a nod of his head, then disapperated.
Anntonius did not return to visit Harry for the next few days. He liked to believe that he'd managed to embarrass his blood sire by completely rejecting him and throwing him off like he was nothing. The dark skinned woman came too check on him instead, and she stood still as stone, and just as silent for several hours. She just watched Harry; watched him pace, watched him lash out at the magic that kept him sealed in the room, watched him feed. All of which, she did with a blank face and bored eyes.
Harry licked the blood from his lip, as he pulled away from the latest human Anntonius had sent him to feed from. "Will you at least tell me your name?" He asked, lowering the unconscious man to the floor.
"Abeni." She replied, and her accent was just as impossible to place as when Harry had first heard it.
"Anntonius is your sire as well?" Harry asked, moving closer. Abeni's eyebrows furrowed minutely and her lips tightened for a brief flash.
"No, he found me wondering the desert, starved and nearly insane... I owe him my life." She said and Harry raised an eyebrow.
"But, he's a monster." Harry said.
"That does not change anything." Abeni let out a short, harsh sigh. "You are young, and Anntonius' attentions are unwanted, but you should not deny your sire."
"I have a mate." Harry told her and her lips tightened again, but they stayed that way, her brow furrowed and she looked away. "His name is Edward, I need to be with him. Not locked up here, against my will. Please, you have to understand that."
"I understand perfectly." Abeni said, she turned to look at Harry and she looked truly sad. "I'm sorry, but I cannot help you." She left after that, her steps firm against the marble floors.
She never came back in to the room after that. Harry didn't blame her, he understood what a life debt was, how serious they were. Anyone who'd break them magically binding or not was scum of the Earth. He sighed and sank down in to the window seat over looking the court yard. The twins were playing; the smaller of the two goading his brother in to a game of tag, their faces happy as they moved faster than the human eye could track.
Abeni was standing out of the path of the twins, Anntonius sitting on a large stone throne in front of her, and kneeling in front of him was the tall willowy figure that Harry'd seen a flash of in Forks, standing in the pouring rain outside his Calculus classroom. Harry realized as soon as he'd seen the other vampire step from the shadows, like he'd actually walked out of them.
Harry had only seen a flash of the other young man when lightening had whited out the sky. Harry assumed the other vampire's ability allowed him to manipulate shadows or something that had keep himself out of sight.
The Cullens arrived first, having already been on the way because of a vision Alice had of the attack as it happened. The second she'd snapped from her daze, she'd told Carlisle who booked a flight for all of them. Edward had called them as they'd gotten on to the plane. They had just landed half an hour ago, and the entire car ride there had been tense and silent.
Edward lead his family in to the kitchen of Grimmwald place, Alice was directly behind him when he swung open the door to show the magically enlarged kitchen. Now instead of seating fifteen it sat over forty people comfortably at one huge square table. It was loud for the vampires, the conversation of over twenty people was just a bit cringe worthy. Jasper was concentrating on holding his breath and reciting every battle of the Civil War in chronological order.
A slender petite blonde woman stood just inside the door. Her hair was wavy and down to her knees. She wore faded torn jeans with a large multicolor sash around her waist, a short sleeved t-shirt with the picture of some sort of animal on it. She gave a dazed smile as Alice rushed in to the room around Edward.
"Hello Alice," The blond girl said. "My name is Luna, I've been wanting to meet you for a long time now."
Alice looked at her, then smiled. "I know you!" Alice cried and Luna nodded happily.
"Don't worry Alice, we're going to get Harry back." Luna said and held out her hand. Alice took it eagerly and let Luna lead her in to the room, pulling Jasper along, looking a bit calmer now that his mate's worry seemed to have been taken care of.
Sirius and Remus got up from their seats where they had been talking with Kingsley Shaklebolt and a few other men; one with black hair and a hooked nose, a red headed one with glasses, and a blonde who looked similar to Draco who was sitting next to the man.
"Carlise, this is Sirius Black and Remus Lupin, Harry's godfathers." Edward said, stepping aside.
"I'm glad to meet you finally." Carlise said, shaking both men's hands. "I wish the circumstances were different."
"As do I." Remus replied. "Please, make yourselves at home, we're just waiting for a few more people to arrive."
"More people are coming?" Esme asked.
"Harry is very loved." Sirius answered. "It was... difficult when he left. There were only a few of us that knew what really happened, but now that they know he's alive everyone wants to be here to bring him back home."
Edward looked around, catching bits of everyone's thoughts. Every single one of them was of a memory they'd all had with Harry and it overwhelmed Edward. He hadn't felt like he was suffocating in over a hundred years but suddenly it felt like his lungs were burning even though he didn't need to breathe. Edward's hands flexed around the arms of his chair, the old wood creaking ominously.
"Edward?" Carlisle grabbed Edward's elbow, snapping his attention back. Edward took a deep breath and looked at his sire. "Are you alright?"
"Its just loud." Edward answered, and Carlisle got the meaning.
There was a rush of footsteps then the kitchen door swung open, revealing four tall red heads; two of which were identical twins.
"Oh good, now that you boys are here, we can get started." Sirius said. "Please everyone sit down, and be quite. Draco is going to speak first, seeing as he is the only one who's been in contact with Harry since he left." Sirius said, making his way over to the table with the Cullens and Remus following.
Draco leaned back in his chair, one of his hands stretched out on the table and long fingers tapping a rhythm on the table top. "I contacted the Volturi, over thirty hours ago. They currently have their best tracker, a vampire named Demetri tacking Harry. They also have search parties going to ever coven that they know, and searching their homes. Marcus will be here in a few hours and I am to pick him, Jane and Alec up from the airport tonight."
Edward raised an eyebrow, Alec and Jane. They had the most horrific powers out of any vampire that he'd ever come across. Edward was happy - gleeful even - that Aro was sending the two siblings after whomever had taken Harry. After everyone else took their turn destroying the bastards, Edward found the monster inside of him liked the idea of even more torture happening to them after taking his mate away.
Carlise's calming, firm hand on his shoulder drew him back to reality and the deep growling that had filled the room stopped. Everyone was staring at him, and he wished he had Harry beside him. His mate would support him under the skeptical eyes of Harry's family.
Edward had let them down already; they had no reason to like him. Harry had been with him, and Edward had let him get taken. Edward bowed his head and closed his eyes.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, Sirius who was sitting on his other side and Carlise both looked at him. "I'm so sorry." Edward was gone from the room in a blur, the kitchen door swinging closed before anyone even knew he was gone.
"Edward!" Esme cried, chasing after him as far as the front door of Grimmwald place. Edward was faster than all of them, she would never catch up with him. She wrapped her arms around herself and leaned against the door frame for a moment, just watching the dark street, the asphalt glistening from recent rainfall and the air still smelt like rain.
Alec didn't remember ever seeing Marcus so angry before. The death of Marcus' mate had been before Alec's time, but he'd heard stories about how devastating his wrath had been. The eeire fire burning calmly in Marcus' eyes scared the young looking vampire. It did nothing to lessen the boiling rage Alec too felt, whomever had taken Harry would wish they'd never laid eyes on him when the Volturi was done with them. Alec knew the orders Aro had give Jane once they'd found Harry's abductors. Alec was looking forward to helping her deliver her special brand of torture until they were insane from the pain.
"Aro said we have to leave them sane." Jane said absently, she hadn't stopped staring out the small window of the private jet they were riding in.
Alec looked at her, his sister's bored face never turned towards him. Her eyes flickered to his for a moment, she'd known what he was thinking. She'd always knew what he was thinking, and he always knew what she was thinking. Aro once told them that they had a bond that was as strong as any bond mates had because they'd been so in sync as humans. It had been why they were hanged as witches, because they were unnatural.
"Only because Aro wants to kill them himself."
"No," Jane said softly, her eyes returning to the night sky they were flying through. "He wants Edward to do it."
Aro stood in Harry's old bedroom, the entire room splattered in the blood of the underlings that had failed to return with any positive news on the whereabouts of his childe. Eleven of them so far had returned from all over the world so far, and not a single one of them had any information about a rouge vampire or coven with the power or stupidity to take Harry from the Volturi.
Demetri had tracked Harry all the way to Spain, and it looked like his trail was headed towards Italy. Aro didn't like how bold this vampire was, bringing Harry back towards Italy was just a slap in their faces.
Aro growled, snapping the arm of the half dead human from Morocco. The pained half-cry, half sob that the human crumpled at his feet let out Aro looked around Harry's room again, and sneered.
He should've never let Harry out of his sight.
Demetri stood on the shores of Tusia, facing the Ionian Sea. The island of Malta, not even a speck on the horizon, yet the tracker knew that was where he needed to head. The stench of salt water and a few hundred miles did not hinder his abilities. Whomever had taken Harry thought he was just an average tracker, their misjudgement of his abilities would be their downfall. He pulled his cellphone from his pocket and sent a single word in a text message to Aro, that was all that he needed to know. The vampire didn't have the patience for conversation.
Demetri growled when he received a text in reply telling him only to find them, not to act.
The vampire's eyes flickered to the boat he'd driven and sneered. He really hated boats, they were to unstable in the water. Demetri liked balance, and calm. The seas were never calm, not completely anyways. If the waves weren't rushing on the surface, the current was swirling in the depths.
The tracker once again let his eyes travel back towards Malta's direction and he scented the air a final time. Once he was on the small island, it wouldn't take long for him to track Harry, but a vampire powerful enough to take Harry down was powerful enough to kill Demetri. They'd already shown their willingness to kill anyone who'd gotten in their way.
Demetri tisked with annoyance and walked down the shore back to his boat. He'd finish his hunt, and wait for his sire's okay before moving in as much as he wanted to find Harry now. It would take hours to mobilize the rescue group that Felix said Aro was getting together with the Cullens and some of Harry's wizarding family. Felix had been ecstatic when he told them about this shock and awe blitz that was going to come down on the heads of the people who took Harry.
Demetri liked the sound of that.
"I will not have all of these humans in the way!" Marcus snarled, slamming his fist down the table.
The Weasley twins, Ron and several others all jumped up in protest as well. Jasper rubbed his temples between the two warring groups. Marcus was right, a bunch of humans would slow them down. But at the same time, these humans had magic and were all trained to fight in a war; they had already proved themselves battle worthy.
"Enough!" Remus roared, breaking the fight up instantly. He'd come in with his now eight month old son in his arms. The baby, Connor, had golden brown wavy hair, was pale as could be, with stunning stunning blue eyes like Sirius. "None of you are thinking logically. This is a battle, we need the best of our fighters, less experienced fighters will only add to the work load."
"We've all fought Remus." Bill snarled back, blue eyes tinting to amber. "We were all in the final battle at Hogwarts, side by side."
"Lupin is right." Jasper stepped forward, his arms were folded casually across his chest, but Edward could see his hands balled in to fists against his sides. Jasper's own struggling at the smell of so much blood in the kitchen plus the high levels of everyone's emotions were making the Empath tense. "Fighting against vampires is completely different than fighting against humans, magic or not." He said. "Ones that don't follow the rules of humans, like we do, won't hesitate to kill you because you're human or you're young. They will not show mercy, just like they didn't when they took Harry."
"I would die for Harry." Ron stated. "He's my brother."
"We're going to keep going in a vicious circle like this." Remus said, handing Connor to Sirius.
"Are you telling me that if you were told to stay behind, you would Remus?" George asked skeptically. The werewolf frowned then sighed heavily.
"If it was for the best." Remus replied.
"Its settled then. We form a group of the most skilled fighters, vampires then non-vampires and create a plan from there." Alec said.
"We'll form out plan as soon as Demetri calls with the information about where they're holding Harry." Jasper said, Edward could see him forming battle plans in his head already, and they comforted him. Jasper was proven in battle, human and vampire. The half moon scars all over his body were those he sustained raising a new born army, fighting with them and against them were the proof.
He could also see Ron Weasley was pissed, but also formulating plans in his mind. He raised an eyebrow.
"Jasper." He whispered, drawing his brother's eyes across the table, but not bothering the humans who'd gone in to conversation over the latest development. "Talk to Ron, he's a strategist, and from what I've seen, he's good."
Jasper looked down the table at said redhead and hummed.
The willow blonde's name was Nicoli, Harry learned, and he was the first person Anntonius turned in 1643 after being outted as a witch. Hours before being thrown in to the river, Anntonius and Abeni appeared in his cell, and Anntonius turned him, when he washed up on shore and thought dead by the humans, Abeni whisked him away while Anntonius slaughtered the humans that had condemned Nicoli to death.
"Or, at least that's the story they told me, when I regained my humanity five years later." Nicoli said, looking up from his hands. He hadn't stopped moving his fingers nervously in his lap since he'd come in to Harry's room, and started speaking with him.
"Why are you telling me this?" Harry asked, he hadn't stopped staring at the other vampire.
"Because," Nicoli leaned forward, his red eyes looking around ever inch of the room. "They are coming for you, and I need to come with you."
Harry eyes went wide. "Who?"
"Your mate," Nicoli replied. "... and mine."
"When?" Harry asked.
"Soon," Nicoli got up when the door to Harry's room opened. Anntonius and Abeni stepped in, and Nicoli got to his feet quickly, then bowed at the waist. "Sire."
"Introducing yourself to your newest sibling Nicoli?" Annontius asked, smirking as he watched the blond stand straight.
"Yes, sire." Nicoli said, eyes turning to Harry.
"What do you think of him?" Annontius came to stand behind Nicoli, who remained calm and impassive as Anntonius put a hand on his hip.
"You were right when you said that he would be a great finishing piece to our family." Nicoli answered, never taking his eyes off Harry.
Anntonius hummed. "He is, isn't he?" He smirked at the glare Harry shot him.
Jasper knew Aro didn't like his idea of less is more when it came to Harry's rescue plan. However, Jasper believed a shock and awe blow out that he wanted would not end well, for anyone. Unless there were new borns, Jasper thought that the group he'd chosen were plenty.
Sirius, Remus, Bill Weasley, Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy, Edward, Alec, Jane, Emmett, Felix and himself. Of course, Demetri would be waiting for them at Harry's location.
When Jasper had announced his choices the night before they were to leave, according to Demetri's latest update, there had been an uproar. However, Demetri said that there were only five vampires in the coven that had taken Harry. They were in a villa outside the capital, Jasper didn't want to draw unwanted attention from humans, and he knew that later Aro would be pleased with his thoughtfulness.
They were taking a thing called a portkey in less than half an hour that would take them to where Demetri was waiting five miles away. The run would take them no time at all, even the humans would be able to keep up by shifting in to animal forms called 'animagus', which Alice found quite extraordinary. The others would wait back at Grimwald place where Edward would be sent the moment he had a hand on Harry. Of course Jasper and Edward both knew that Edward would not go to Harry until the person who took Harry was torn apart and burned to ash.
Aro had practically demanded it. Jasper could feel how tense Edward had gotten after a private conversation with Aro minutes ago. The only thing that worried Jasper more than the tension in his brother's shoulders, was the murderous intent pouring out of him; Jasper wouldn't be surprised if the other vampires and Remus could smell it. Jasper knew that feeling well, he'd lived with it for a long time until Alice found him. If he'd lost Alice he'd be the same as Edward was, there was no denying that.
Nicoli slipped in to Harry's room and shut the door behind him as silently as possible. The room instantly began to dim the moment the willowy blond came in to it, an uncontrollable aspect of his ability. He looked excited and a bit nervous about something.
"What's going on?" Harry asked getting to his feet. Nicoli pulled clothes from a bag across his shoulder and tossed them to Harry.
"Anntonius is feeding, and Abeni is on patrol." Nicoli said. "Get dressed, they're on their way, we need to be ready."
Harry was already pulling on the pair of jeans, they fit him perfectly and so did the white t-shirt. "When?"
Nicoli checked the expensive watch on his wrist and bit the inside of his cheek. "Fifteen minutes and your mate will be charging through the front door, with a wolf and a hound." He smiled.
"What about the twins?" Harry asked, Nicoli had told him about them.
Anntonius had spent the Second World War traveling around Europe, and during the Battle of Berlin had found two orphaned boys nearly dead in the rubble of a bombed building. He turned them and renamed them Noel and Yvon, Nicoli had guessed them to be in their early teens, about thirteen or fourteen.
Noel was the bigger of the two, and the protector, and fire could not burn him. He had covered Yvon with his own body trying to protect him like he'd always done in life, it was all that he could remember. Yvon was shy and the one with the ability to cause things to explode. Yvon said the only thing he remembered was watching the explosion as it tore the building down around them. He remembered the heat, the smell, the sounds before everything went black.
"I told Yvon," Nicoli said. "He's the only one that Noel will listen to, that's why Anntonius keeps him so close."
"You go after the Sire, Edward." Remus growled. "I'll go get Harry, we'll meet back here."
Edward gave a brief nod and was gone in a blur, Remus took off running, shifting back in to Moony mid air, his claws tearing in to the stone floors beneath his paws as he followed his cubs scent through the halls of the villa. Moony could hear the sounds of a battle outside, the wards had been more extensive than they'd first thought.
Moony slid to a stop, in the courtyard where his cub's scent had collected. Moony lifted his head and scented the air, letting his mouth fall open and his tongue hang out. The fur on the back of his neck stood on end, Moony bared his teeth and growled at the scent of an unfamiliar vampire. He slowly turned to face a dark skinned woman, making her way slowly in to the court yard behind him.
"Where do you think you're going mutt?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. She circled around the werewolf slowly, and he easily followed her movements. "My sire has given me the command of stopping anyone from going any further."
Moony barked and lunged at her.
"I don't think so mutt." She snarled, barely avoiding razor shark teeth from closing around her neck. She jumped on to the wolf's back, and her eyes flashed. Moony howled in agonizing pain as his bones began to snap and crush, is muscles tearing and stretching, forcing him back in to the body of Remus Lupin.
Remus panted for breath, his body trembling as he realized he couldn't turn back.
"As long as I have hold of you, you're human." The woman said darkly, and tightened her grip around the back of his neck. Remus's hands scrambled against the stone and he struggled for air.
End of Chapter 13
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