Warnings: must I really be forced to say this? Must I? Eh it's shonen ai, it's slash, it's gay, it's yaoi. It's Tom shoving Harry onto a bed and kissing him while he does NOT protest. Please keep that in mind.
Thanks to: CaBuckeye for editing
Chapter 26: Shifting Thoughts
"Yes, perhaps you should. After all, he's one of the main sources behind his power." Aderes said confidently. Dumbledore nodded making a note of this on something on his desk and thus the room was silent again.
'Whose power?'
'Nothing you really need to know yet love.'
Harry scowled tempted to demand an answer when Phineas returned looking rather bored.
"He said to send them as soon as possible, that he'd be delighted to have them."
"Good, good," Dumbledore smiled seeing the other three Weasleys walk into the room.
"Not very good, she knows they're out of bed." Not a second after the words left McGonagall's mouth a bright flash lit up the middle of the room and a single golden feather appeared drifting to the floor.
"Quickly, you've all used a portkey before am I right?" They nodded. "Then grab on quickly, I will explain to Hermione later and we'll check on Cho as well.
They all grabbed the port key as quickly as they could as the sound of the doorknob being tugged on sounded behind them. It was at this point that Dumbledore looked from Aderes to Harry.
Instantly Harry's scar began burning as if someone had pried it open with hot tongs, his hatred grew and he nearly jumped Dumbledore and would have done just that had Aderes not grabbed his arm.
"…three."
The word rang through his mind before they were ripped out of the Headmaster's office and dragged through space to Sirius' house. When they arrived at their destination, their hands suddenly let go of the kettle and they themselves went flying in different directions. The only one partly spared was Harry, who'd been caught by Aderes, before they, both went flying into the table.
"Where-"
"Kitchen basement," Aderes muttered shoving Harry off of him so he could remove the table from his back.
"Ooo, is it true? Have blood traitors come back to watch their father die? And you brought one unannounced!"
"Shut up!" There was the sound of a house elf groaning and then staggering off at a slow place. "What's going on, Phineas said Arthur was hurt," Sirius said nervously as he helped Ginny up.
"Ask Harry," Fred said standing up and though you couldn't really tell, he was covered in flour and trying to get it off.
"Yes, I'd like to hear this for myself," George said in agreement.
Sirius looked again counting the number of heads in the kitchen and set the candle in his free hand on the table.
"Why am I counting one head too many?"
"Because Harry's-"
"Dumbledore thought Aderes would be helpful," Harry said quickly cutting Ron off.
"He let the Slyhterin come," the twins screamed out in union. They had obviously been ignoring the fact Aderes had been in the office the whole time.
"Our father was just attacked by a snake," George screamed.
"And you brought a dark lord follower with," Fred growled angrily.
'Like I'd follow Voldemort,' Aderes thought rolling his eyes. "Would you like to tie me up and…?" His voice trailed off, as he looked Harry up and down slowly.
"ADERES! NOW IS NOT THE TIME!"
"I know," he whined latching onto Harry's arm. "But I can't help it! I'm a teenager!"
"You're a freak," Harry muttered turning to their group of onlookers. "He umm…he's top of the school in grades, even beats Hermione," Harry said honestly. "Professor Dumbledore said he could help."
Sirius nodded dully, Harry could tell he barely believed him at all, and to change the subject began to tell the story of his vision again. This time though he made it sound as if he was watching from the sidelines instead of through the snake. Ron gave him an odd look after he'd finished, but remained silent. The room itself remained quiet for a while until everyone seemed to gather their thoughts.
"We need to get to St. Mungo's," Fred said looking around the kitchen. "Do you have any cloaks we can borrow Sirius?"
"You can't just run down to St. Mungo's knowing about your dad before the hospital has even told anyone!"
"Our father could be dying!"
"He knew what he was getting himself into before he joined! Some things are worth dying for! If you go now and he dies, his sacrifice could end up being wasted!"
"Easy for you to say, you never have to do anything," George joined in growling. Sirius looked like he was about to kill both twins, the color completely gone from his face.
'I could hit them if you want,' Aderes offered winning a slap to his arm and a glare from Harry. 'Hmph.'
"I know this seems hard," he said in a deathly calm voice. "Sometimes we have to do things we don't want to, but in the end they're better for us," he explained.
'If only he'd take his own advice,' Harry thought sighing. Aderes of course picked up on this and began snickering.
"What's so funny," Ron asked suddenly.
"I can't feel my hand," Aderes said nervously, which was true. Harry had stabbed him with his wand and used a paralyzing spell on it. The others just stared at him.
"…why don't we all have a drink while we wait," Sirius asked in a suddenly over cheery voice. Before a word could leave anyone's mouth he muttered a spell and everyone had a mug of butterbeer sitting on the table.
"Hey, I get one this time," Aderes said happily grabbing his mug with his un paralyzed hand.
"Like you've never had butterbeer," Harry muttered taking a seat beside his deranged boyfriend. Harry had expected Aderes to continue on with his usual happy go lucky acts, but he seemed to realize now was not the time.
Thankful for this he leaned over when he was sure no one was looking and pretending to whisper something to him, kissed him on the ear.
'Thanks Tom.'
'Hmm?'
'You're not acting like an asshole.'
'….'
Aderes looked tempted to shove Harry off the bench, but decided against it.
"Fawkes!" It was the first word muttered in hours and added with a bright light and feather everyone nearly jumped out of their seats. "This isn't…-here," Sirius, said handing the parchment to George.
"Dad is still alive. I'm already at St. Mango's. Stay put, I'll send word later, Bill.
"Great, how about we all go to bed now?" All four Weasley kids looked at Sirius glaring at him like he was nuts. "Or not."
(X)
'I feel so out of place,' Harry thought sighing.
Aderes only seemed to have barely heard him, his head on Harry's shoulder asleep. The others in the room looked about as miserable as he felt. They all seemed awake though, save for Aderes of course.
It was true though that Harry, Aderes, and Sirius really didn't belong there with the other Weasleys. Not only, because he wasn't actually related to them, but also because he may have been the one who attacked Mr. Weasley in the first place.
"He's going to be alright."
The voice and figure that had suddenly appeared in the doorframe scared the heck out of them, causing Ginny to scream and the rest to jump.
"Charlie," Fred finally asked trying to calm everyone down.
"Yeah, Bill's with dad right now, so I came back to check on you guys. They said at the hospital we should be able to see him around lunch time."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, even Aderes who was currently sitting on the floor due to the shock Harry had experienced.
"Wonderful," Sirius screamed happily, he looked like he was the happiest one in the room.
"Harry, Bill and I want to thank you," Charlie said somewhat hesitantly. "If it hadn't been for you, he'd of died."
Harry nodded a bit, but he could tell behind that statement was a warning. Bill and Charlie both blamed Harry for this, but he didn't blame them for thinking that. He was silently blaming himself too.
"WE NEED BREAKFAST! BREAKFAST AND SLEEP!"
"….Sirius, can I err, have a word with you in private?" Sirius nodded and followed Harry out of the kitchen leaving a pouting Aderes behind. "Sirius listen…" Harry then explained to him the real story and that he was scared because of the way he'd reacted around Dumbledore.
"I'm sure it's not what you're thinking or Dumbledore would have said something," he said in a sure tone as if Harry had absolutely nothing to worry about and was just being paranoid. Not wanting to hear another word of it, he headed back to the kitchen as Aderes walked out.
"I'm getting so fed up of no one listening to me," Harry growled. Aderes sighed wrapping an arm around Harry's waist.
"Calm down, I kept myself from attacking Ron's family," he whispered to him ushering the boy up the staircase.
"To-"
"Well, well, well. If it isn't another…why I'm honored to have you in my home," Sirius' mother's portrait said happily. "Why, I'm ashamed you've come after they've destroyed it though."
"I don't care, it's nice," Aderes muttered. "I'm taking Harry to his room, I'll speak to you later if that's alright," he asked looking the woman in the eyes.
"Of course!"
"I need him rested, so do me a favor, don't scream for a few hours."
"Yes I promise, however, in return could you please make sure my house elf is okay?"
He nodded and walked down the hall with Harry.
'Like I really give a damn about the house elf.'
"That can't be good," Sirius muttered moving from beside the staircase.
(X)
"You need to sleep, they're going to get worried," Tom tried to convince Harry. Harry was in no mood to be convinced though. "Come on, I'm already worried."
"I can't do it! What if I attack someone? I can't do it Tom…what if I killed Mrs. Weasley and almost killed Mr. Weasley," he asked choking back a sob.
"You're going to wake up the blood traitor," Tom said sarcastically copying the portraits' words in the room. They instantly went quiet and he wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. "Would you please calm down Harry? You haven't harmed anyone, well. You indirectly harmed Cho-"
"WHAT?-"
"Hey, you could of ran faster and avoided the kiss," he growled. "But the others, I promised you had nothing to do with."
Harry watched him for a few minutes before resting his head on Tom's shoulder.
"Know who did it then," he asked tiredly.
"I attacked Cho…Voldemort got Mr. Weasley," Tom said, but Harry was only hearing bits and pieces of it as he drifted to sleep. "And Mrs. Weasley was killed by…."
(X)
He walked away from the door quietly, Lupin following him silently.
"What are we going to do," Sirius finally asked when they were out of hearing range of the room.
"…Dumbledore said he gave the okay for him to come," Remus said hesitantly.
"I don't like him Remus. He was randomly attaching himself to Harry and all the portraits in the house like him," he growled. "That's enough reason to question him." He stopped when he noticed Lupin was no longer following him. "What?"
"…Nothing," Lupin replied shaking his head and began walking with Sirius again. "Just a thought," he added with a smile.
"You know something," Sirius growled. "Tell me."
"If you don't understand now, it's best if you don't until later."
"Why do you people enjoy keeping me in the dark," he growled wanting to attack Lupin right then and there.
"Because you're more dangerous when you know things," Lupin remarked rolling his eyes. "Though I can't say you're ever really safe either. Let them be."
"He admitted to attacking that girl," Sirius pointed out.
"Dumbledore will deal with it," Lupin smiled. "I'm sure the girl was not harmed badly."
(X)
"There isn't any Seer blood in your family, is there," Tonks asked curiously. Harry looked at her half shocked the other half insulted for being compared to someone like Professor Trelawney.
"No-"
"He's had no Seer blood in his family," Aderes said with a glare picking up on the insult Harry had felt. "He didn't' dream of the future, he saw the present."
"Oh, good point."
The other Weasley children were watching the two bicker, Tonks and Aderes had been at it the whole time fighting over Harry's attention, while Harry himself was a nervous wreck, because Mad-Eye Moody was with them and magical eye plus Tom was not the best mix in the world.
"So then," Harry asked trying to alter the subject, just where is St. Mungo's hidden?"
"Not to far from here," Moody muttered eyeing Aderes as he had from the first time, he'd seen him.
Harry sighed and began to wonder if he should of just left Aderes home with Sirius. He had been planning to do just that, until he'd seen the odd looks Sirius kept giving his boyfriend.
"Harry, since everything turned out alright, we need to have a big celebration for Christmas!"
Harry stared at his boyfriend in shock. He'd never think Tom would have any interest at all in something like Christmas.
"Are you serious?"
"You better believe it! We can deck out the whole place and gag the portraits!"
Everyone besides Harry and Moody began to snicker and suddenly Harry felt as if Moody and him had been cut out of the group and shoved into their own little world. He could feel his magical eye on him, watching him, reading him, more so than he'd ever done before.
'It's nothing, he can't sense a thing from me, Tom promised…' Harry repeated that to himself a few times trying to be keep himself convinced.
They had suddenly stopped, and Harry nearly slammed into the glass case when they did. He hadn't noticed they'd stopped moving and felt even stranger when Tonks started talking to a dummy placed inside of it.
"….."
'Oh come on Harry, don't tell me you've never been here.'
'Excuse me for being brought up in the muggle world,' Harry mentally muttered to him. There was an odd sound bringing Harry's attention back to the outside world. He noticed that half of their group was already gone, himself, Tom, and Moody being the only ones left to cross the barrier.
"You boys going?," he growled looking them both over slowly.
"Y, yeah," Harry stuttered quickly shoving Tom in and following closely after. He wanted to make sure at all costs; they weren't caught by Mad-Eye.
"Did you really have to push me," Tom growled, but his words were lost on Harry. He was to busy looking around the newly formed place. "Hey don't ignore me!"
Harry walked off into the waiting room leaving Tom and the others behind as he looked around at the many different types of wizards and witches inside of the place. The ones that worked there all seem to be wearing green robes, all of which had a wand and bone cross sewn onto the chest of it.
"These are the doctors," Harry asked in awe.
"Doctors? Those things that cut people up and feed them to animals," Ron asked in disgust. "These are healers. We'd never let a doctor into this place."
"Eh…right," Harry said not really wanting to explain to Ron the differences, he was to busy taking in the sights himself. He was just about to walk over and check out some of the problems a few wizards were having when Tom grabbed him by the shoulder and dragged him back.
"It's not safe to just go walking around here," Tom hissed his eyes slightly narrowed. "You have no idea what kind of people remain here."
Harry titled his head slightly trying to see if he could withdraw any information, he could from the dark lord, but got nothing.
"And how do I know you're just not trying to get my attention," Harry asked glaring right back.
"Well when you're on the ground screaming in pain and begging for help, don't come crying to me," he said then letting go of Harry's shoulder and walking on after the others.
Harry remained where he was for a few moments shocked that Tom had actually abandoned him and ran after in hopes of making things better.
(X)
"We all probably shouldn't go in at once," Tonks, said when they finally made it to Mr. Weasley's room. "Family first," she said taking a step back and letting the Weasley kids go in.
"I'm sure my dad wants to thank you," Ron said quietly so the others wouldn't hear.
"It's alright, I'll see him afterwards."
Ron nodded slowly and followed his siblings into the room. Tonks, Mad-Eye, Tom, and Harry were the only ones left in the hallway, each of them looking completely out of place. The tension between them seemed to grow each minute that passed by until Tonks had, had enough.
"I'm going to get some tea. Does anyone else want some tea?"
"I do," Harry, said quickly hoping he'd be able to go with her to get it.
"Better go with to make sure it's not poisoned then," Moody grunted. Harry instantly felt like screaming, but he knew it was pointless. Mad-Eye and Tonks had already nearly run off down the hall and Tom was standing beside him.
"You act as if I'm going to kill you," he mused, back against the wall, arms crossed at his chest.
"Well, you're quite well known for that," Harry shot back. He was sick of feeling like the weaker of the two in this relationship.
"I'm not Voldemort, learn to tell the difference."
"Is there any," Harry asked sarcastically. "You're both-" he was cut off with Tom grabbing him by the wrist and slamming him into the wall.
"If there's no difference," he muttered in an eerily calm tone, "Then you're sleeping with your parent's murderer, with your race's anti-Christ," he finished and proceeded to kiss Harry deeply. He pulled away a minute or so later taking in the shocked look on Harry's face. "Don't confuse the two, I have my soul," he growled letting him go. With that said, he walked off after Tonks and Moody leaving a very shocked and confused Harry behind.
TBC
Finally, chapter 26 is done. That took longer than I thought it would, because Tom kept giving me so much trouble. I figured out how to deal with it though thanks to that nice Harry Potter role play, thanks SailorHecate. I can't say I'm the best role player when it comes to message boards, or especially with people I don't know to well, but I'll do my best! (I hope.)
Something else that kept slowing down this process, Algebra 2 work. I have 13 days of school left until I graduate. It was changed from March 6th to the 8th due to snow days. Oh well, I got to jump into the snow and roll around in it (sadly yes, I did just that I'm not lying). So it'll be fun and I should be able to update a lot more after that. I'm trying so hard to keep my B in math and C in Econ., because if I fail either one, I have to take another semester of school, and I can't handle that. 2 weeks until finals, I'm nervous and we still have two tests to take! And even worse, they haven't given us our study guides! I don't know what these people are thinking!
Eh anyway, yes. Thanks everyone for waiting for this update and I hope no one tries to kill me. I have a creative writing final due (I have to draw/write a graphic novel so that's also taking time) and a script due in creative writing…which is a screen play. Thankfully I have a partner with that. Then I'm rewriting all of Hamlet into a parody and than I have to act it out. A group of my friends ( friends?) I'll just say "friends" and I are going to be acting it out, so I'm the script writer…and they said I was the only one who can act evil and insane enough to be Hamlet. So I'm stuck being Hamlet, isn't it great::sarcasm:: Oh well, I'll get over it eventually. As long as I pass! That's all I care about! LOL.
Let's hope for some good luck to all of us and this!