Okay, so sorry that I haven't updated, had to do an almost unmanageable amount of homework in only a few weeks and my internet at home went out for a week and is still so so because of a freak strike of lightning that hit the Satellites that give the actual satellites in space orders so people like me can get their internet from those satellites, it's complicated and annoying. I now should be able to start writing more, more often now.

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Everyone that found out about what had happened was furious.

Walburga was ready to to go and drag Lilly and James Potter out of their house and to toss them into her dungeon. Or maybe just invite slighted guests that wanted to get back at the couple and allowed everyone to have a round with them. She knew that Bellatrix was almost uncontrollable and far more unstable than she normally was. Black blood was acting up throughout the entire family at the incident. The women were particularly volatile at the time, most likely from maternal instincts filtering through.

Narcissa was furious and Sylviana, who was Seren's mother, was actually getting along with Narcissa, who she didn't like just by principle because of her family's dislike of the main Malfoy branch. They normally sneered at each other and were hardly ever even able to be civil to each other but at the moment they were talking with no malice they expressed their anger and fury to each other, angry that they were so helpless about the entire situation. They wanted retribution!

Sylviana was friends with Harry's parents. Not very close like Ferrum or Hycinthius but friends all the same. Seren was her darling and he adored Harry. Harry was sweet and always polite, she had liked the boy from the day he met her. He never acted like some of the other children that shunned her son for his odd behavior. Se really didn't approve of any child being treated that way and having such awful things happen to them, it was sickening for her to even think about what might have happened if the Prefect didn't get to Harry in time. She was also afraid that monster of a boy would try and get a hold of Harry again. She had been horrified with most likely everyone else that hear of or read about the incident that the boy had gotten away, and in the middle of daylight. The worst part was what he had done to his cell mate. Sylviana doubted that the actual public had heard the worst of it and probably never would but she knew. Ferrum and a few of the other Aurors that he associated with had come over and spoke to everyone even though they weren't suppose to.

Sylviana had always thought that her son might be a seer of sorts and the Lovegoods always had their own brand of crazy, it wasn't his fault. It really wasn't anyone's fault that was just how they were and she could never really bring herself to not like her strange doting husband's antics.

Sylviana had been married through some crazy bit of love for the strange man. She had been in love with Heulo, madly and stupidly so. She had never regretted it, even when she almost had a fall out with her family for doing so when she had almost been betrothed to a Black by the name of Anser, named after the goose constellation. Her husband was strange yes, but a kind and funny and clever good man who was nothing but loving and tolerant of her stubborn, aggressive, and completely independent nature. He had persuade for years before she relented and realized what a mistake it was for her to have not given in earlier. To him she was the most lovely thing in the world and she was glad he didn't try to change her like she knew others would try to do.

Hera, who was Murus's mother wouldn't stop crying because of how terrible she felt for her nephew in all but blood. When Harry was only about 4 she began to help babysit Sirius for Remus and her Murus would play with gentle, sweet Harry. He didn't deserve to have something like that happen to him, he had never did something unkind before in his life!

Auror Rosie told them that she didn't blame them if the two simply just 'disappeared' she wouldn't do anything. All though he was male Hycinthius was in agreement with the women in the way only a mother could feel. He thought of Harry as another one of his many 'babies' he was a nearly brought to a feral state and still wanted to hunt down the pervert that almost hurt one of his kits. If he ever got a hold of 'it' than he knew that he would rip his throat out and feed it to him.

The group of women plus one bearer had gotten together and had been trying to decide what to do with the Potters, knowing that they couldn't do anything to Caligula. Although there would be suspicion the Potters were fair game once alone. Sirius should be more than pleased with what they wanted to eventually do, but they knew that even though he had birthed Harry he wasn't a women in the sense that Hycinthius was, he was just a flamboyant very happily guy man that had a freak pregnancy most likely brought on by some strange event. He also would be the worst person to try to do anything covert with. This was a woman's job.

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Harry gasped and grinned when he saw Hycinthius holding a bundle of wiggling cooing baby. "Hello sweety, this is Cypress, my cousin Aster's little kit! I am watching him today. Do you want to help?" The man asked. Harry nodded his head hopping around enthusiastically.

"Wha'?" Sirius muttered stumbling into his and Remus's shared living area's living room. Neither were able to let themselves be away from their Harry. They had no problem with having Harry sleep in the same bed with them. It was unlikely that anything of the sexual nature would be happening for a bit with what was going on. Well, maybe not if Sirius's whining persuade him to give in.

Sirius scratched at his long sleeve trapped armpit and discreetly sniffed himself, frowning and making and 'iihhw' face, sticking his tongue out like a small grossed out child. "Wha' are you do'n up?" Sirius asked, flopping down onto one of the two couches.

Harry smiled, "Mummy, Hycin said that I could help him watch Cypress!" He said glee oozed from his pores. Sirius frowned and looked to be fighting his urge to sleep, "Hycin?..." Sirius forced his head to lift a squeaked when he saw Hycinthius sitting across from him an amused glint in his eyes and an eyebrow arched.

"Hello, Sirius I hope you don't mind me bringing over my Dionysius, he's downstairs I was going to take Harry darling over to my house for a little while and oh, your brother is insisting on coming through the floo to speak with your mother and I believe he is going to try and convince her to kill you off." Hycinthius said, he leaned back and shifted Cypress. He murmuring gently to the baby when he began to wiggle.

"Wha-What?!" Sirius shrieked flinging himself from his seat. "Noooo! I'm going to die! I'm to gorgeous to die!" Sirius said, dropping to his knees.

"I think we should leave your Mummy alone for a bit sweety..." Hycinthius said. He gave Sirius a worried look when he began to wail.

Remus quickly ran out of their bedroom with his night gown still on. He looked around with a panicked expression and groaned when he saw Sirius acting like a spaz wailing about being beautiful and too sexy to be killed. He rolled his eyes when he saw that he was still wearing his footy pajamas. He flopped down and sighed. "Calm down Siri! What's wrong?" He asked.

"Regulus! Remmy, Regulus! I'm going to die!" Sirius whined sniffling.

"You know that they will not let him through... Right?" Hycinthius said. His voice unnaturally soothing.

Sirius seemed to relax a little, "yeah, maybe you're alright... Trix really hates him, even more than she hated me! And and Narcissa and Lucius wouldn't jeopardize having my baby around!" Sirius said, he grinned and rubbed his hands together like a cheesy cartoon villain. He chuckled in fiend evilness. Remus groaned and shook his head at his mate's behavior.

Hycinthius sighed and shook his head. He walked over to Remus and without warning he plopped Cypress into his arms. He led Harry away to get clothes from the spare room. He smiled at how many shelves of books he had, there had to be at least six or seven hundred lining them. Hycinthius had no doubt that that there would be even more when summer came.

His family along with everyone in Harry's close blood related family, because his family was related like nearly all pureblood families, were very upset that Harry would have to go back to school soon. Dumbledore would kick him out of school for 'skipping' school for an unreasonable amount of time if he didn't go back. It was safe to say, that the school board was going to hear about what he was trying to pull.

Harry made a rather pathetic attempt to try and get his adoptive uncle(aunt? What do you think he would be?) to allow him to pick what he what he wanted to wear. What Hycinthius wasn't too bad actually Harry secretly liked it a lot.

Harry always loved to wear the clothes his Aunties got him, they made him feel prettier than most of the stuff he had at home. He didn't want to look like a girl but he liked to look nice. His grandma always told him he was a lady and because he was a bearer he was suppose to be girly or at least that was what he got from the conversation when he was younger. The conversation was struck up when he admitted to her that he liked the clothes that she got him better than the clothes his Mummy made him wear but it upset him because he was a boy and his Mummy insisted that boys wore boy clothes and for some reason girls could wear either girl or boy clothes. Harry understood why now but it was very distressing and confusing when he was younger.

"Let me brush that lovely hair!" Hycinthius said. Harry swore the man had an obsession with hair. He seemed to really love Harry's. He also complemented it nearly constantly and also told him that he thought the coloration was lovely as well. But nearly everyone in his family had some variation of blond hair.

Rowan was Hycinthius's 4th cousin and was one of the rare few that had darker hair in his family. Hycinthius seemed to only have any type of attraction to people with dark hair, he had once said that he was Rowansexual because of his dark hair and handsome features when Sirius asked if he had some sort of dark hair fetish. Hycinthius thought that Rowan was the most attractive person he had ever met. He had been a bit disappointed when none of his children ended up with their father's hair. If he had been more human than it would have been very likely that he would have ended up with at least a couple of dark haired kits. The only child he had that didn't have blond hair was his Dionysius who wasn't exactly a Morphimagus or maybe he was but because of the diluted blood or a mutation he ended up only being able to effect eye and hair color along with changing the texture of his hair a bit.

Hycinthius walked over to a small shoulder bag that he had brought with him and took out an old looking ornate box and walked back over to Harry who had been sitting in front of him. Harry rarely had his hair down, it liked to get crazy when it wasn't properly brushed out and Sirius wasn't very good at it. Even though Harry normally brushed it it was now a habit to put it up.

Hycinthius opened the little box after he had properly brushed out Harry's hair and used his own personal bristle brush to give it an unnecessary shine. "Some of these have been in my family for several generations." Hycinthius said, smiling. In the little box were beads. "In my family we put beads in our hair normally as a sign of status in the family and wealth it is kind of like silent language, you can learn many things about one by the beads they wear and what order they are in you also can with a few species of creatures that are prominent in our lines because our family originally got it from them. There are other things that go with it as well, like... age... bearers and young girls are given their first beads around the age of five or six at least normally and as your Aunty," Hycinthius said Aunty teasingly, "I have decided to gift you with your first beads, you have to promise to take good care of them and to always put them back in your hair after baths alright?" Hycinthius said.

Harry eyed all the pretty shiny beads in the box and grinned, "I promise!" He said with a serious look on his face. "Good. Now I will show you what goes with what and how you line them up, okay?" Harry nodded vigorously. The idea of learning a language of any kind was exciting!

It took nearly an hour and a half for the beads to be properly braided and alined in Harry's hair. Harry tried to blow his bangs out of his face but it wouldn't work. Hycinthius was almost suffocating in his gushing. As soon as the beads were in his hair in their neat little scarce braids Hycinthius had gone mother hen on Harry. He obsessively straightened Harry's robes and insisted that they showed everyone his lovely beads... but mostly to show his darling Dionysius.

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When Harry and Hycinthius went down to the family sitting area all hell broke loose. A ball of fire flashed past Harry's head, blowing up the table on the other side of the room. Hycinthius went stiff and hissed, smoke began to ooze from his mouth.

Remus growled at the man Harry recognized as Regulus. "Master Regulus be being more careful with Kreacher's Littlest Mistress!" The mentally unstable house elf said. "Mother you must listen to reason! They are leaches!" Regulus insisted. He turned his head when he heard an involuntary Veela-like keen of discomfort. Big death colored eyes looked at him nervously. Regulus's Veela blood had came through rather strong in the worst ways when it came to ego and personality but he also got a decent amount of instinct as well. He recognized a submissive's distress, though he didn't really care.

"Reggie! Stop right now, you better not try and hurt that kit!" A voice said after and unexpected woosh of the fireplace. "But-but! The mutt started it first and and you are suppose to be on my side! He is the filthy blood traitor father!" Regulus whined, stomping his foot like a two year old.

"I know he is," Orion flashed Sirius a glare and cringed when Walburga snarled at him, "but, um," He began to sweat in fear, "I think that it would uh be best if we talked?" Orion said, still watching Walburga. A relieved expression crossed his face when she pointed at a chair.

"No, I want him dead! He abandoned us!" Regulus said.

"I have had enough of your obnoxious sniveling! Shut up right this minute! I cannot stand this behavior, it is pathetic! Be quiet and sit down. I swear you are worse than your flubber worm father!" Walburga barked. Orion 'hayed' indignantly and Regulus whimpered and looked like he wanted the ground to eat him.

Kreacher began to grumble about delusional mistresses and useless Masters not getting his Littlest Mistress back.

Harry stood next to Hycinthius still.

"Ha! Reggiepoo got put in your place! I'm going to make a copy of this memory and cherish it for-forever!" Sirius said, fake sniffling. Narcissa put her free hand to her mouth to try and hide her grin. She cradled Cypress in the other. Surprisingly, he was still sleeping, most likely because he had got so use to noise around him. He didn't have any siblings yet but was often around other family members with his mother and most family members that his mother was often around had at least a few loud children.

Harry didn't like the way that Kreacher was beginning to eye him.

"So who is that child he doesn't look like an Ariccia!" Orion blurted out, swallowing. Trying to not show his suspicions. "You, after going to court still can't figure it out?" Sirius groaned, "really even I would be able to figure it out by now!" He said, not realizing that he had actually insulted his own intelligence.

"Do not back talk back to me boy!" Orion said, his eyes slits.

Remus curled his lip, exposing his teeth that were becoming larger and sharper. "He isn't a child!" He said. Orion's eyes widened but he, for once, was intelligent enough to stay quiet.

"I mean who is so dense that they can't figure out after all of this time that the weird kid in the background is their grandchild?" Sirius said rolling his eyes. A look of realization crossed his face. Sirius slapped his hands over his mouth. "I said it didn't I?... I-I was joking you have no grandchildren and you will forget what I said! I-I said nothing!" Sirius said in a completely unconvincing voice.

"Sirius!" Remus said shaking his head, he swatted at the back of his mate's head. "But-but Remmy!" Sirius whined looking at him with pathetic puppy dog eyes.

"So, it is true, my worst fear realized!" Orion wailed, collapsing in on himself. Regulus made gagging noises and flopped over in his seat completely unconscious.

"How, why?" Orion said, thrusting his hands in the air dramatically. "He is definitely a Black and there is no way Sirius is not related to him." Remus thought, nearly groaning at the idea of dealing with both of them.

"Well when a Mummy and a Daddy love each other very much they-" Orion frantically cut in, "you-you know what I mean!" He said, high cheeks turning red.

Sirius began to talk with wild hand gestures, "Oh, some how got up the duff, don't ask how no idea other than the s-" Remus slapped him again, "Sorry, than special 'bedtime'."Sirius said, pouting when he saw his mother also glaring at him.

After nearly a half an hour of explanation Orion was pale and shaking in his chair. No,no,no,no,no! He did not have a grandchild and he hadn't missed his entire life! Nor was his grandchild a Bearer, the first to be born in several generations!

Regulus had to be put under a sleeping spell because he got so destructive.

Hycinthius had taken Harry away along with Cypress to his home within the first ten minutes of the incident.

"I-I can not have a grandchild I am far to young to have one! And-and my first one should have been manly and handsome like me, I mean look at this!" Orion did and up and down motion similar to what Sirius seemed to like to do so much, "I am magnificent but the grand kid, well he is prettier than most girls I have ever seen! I mean really, you could not have produced something a little less... Like," Orion made a vague hand motion at the two female sitting across from him, "that?"

"Hay, don't insult my Harry and it isn't my fault that he got Remmy's nerdy bookwormyness!" Sirius said, puffing his chest up. Orion grimaced at his name, it wasn't a worthy of the Black family.

Kreacher smiled as stupid not master, Master Orion kept everyone busy and left him the chance to go get his Littlest Mistress and bring him back home. Poor Griwalds place was so very upset about loosing its new little one, just like Kreacher.

End Chapter 25

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