Sorry for taking so long I have been very busy!
SUPER GOOD EXPLANATION BELOW FOR THE LAST FEW DAYS! HORRIBLE THING HAPPENED TO ME!
I was actually in the hospital a few days ago. It was horrible how much pain I was in! I nearly passed out on my stairs from the pain I was in. I suddenly started to sweat and I felt a little discomfort for about half an hour before it happened.
I was going downstairs because I had to go to the bathroom and two stairs down I suddenly felt some of the worst pain I have ever felt. I ended up curled up on the bathroom floor trying to not puke and to stay awake. My grandma panicked when she found me. We thought I had appendicitis and the people at the hospital did to as well.
Did huge amounts of tests on me. They thought I didn't have a right ovary until they did a CT scan because it looked like my appendix was in the wrong spot. It wasn't. I had a cist on my ovary that ruptured. It was larger than my ovary.
They said the cist was larger than a large chicken egg. I now have to go to a specialist because of how large it got they said it has a danger of reoccurring and will most likely need to be surgically removed. Of course on an awesome day.
We had really good lunch, mushroom and Swiss bruats with real mashed potatoes and homemade strawberry shortcake. We watched a movie that I wanted to watch for a while and I got a video game I have been wanting for a while…. So yaya, not unexpected…. Bad luck follows me.
I am also having trouble staying awake now with all the meds I have to take for it. Um, also have ear infection that is messing with my balance and infection in my toe from an ingrown toe nail, so yeah, feel amazing right now…. Also, suuuuper busy for a long while. So, once again sorry though should have worked on this more than I have but I kept getting really distracted.
Chapter 28
After a several out bursts from Dudley and Harry finally snapping at him to stop being a lazy, cheating, bullying jerk a few times which was very distressing to the rather meek and mild natured, Harry, Dudley began to listen to Harry. He seemed to have decided that for a 'freak' he wasn't so bad. He was actually a little in awe of Harry. No one had ever had the balls to stand up to him. He did still whine a lot and tried to convince Harry to let him skip doing his homework, ending up with another lecture.
Harry had become the only freak that he actually sort of enjoyed being around. Even with his odd figety manner. Dudley thought and had voiced that he thought Harry should be a teacher when he grew up. At first when he was trying to work with Dudley, Dudley was completely confused. The level of what the other was able to understand and talk about was far beyond anything Dudley could even hope to understand but when he voiced not understand, in although in a rather rude way, Harry quickly began to dumb down what he was saying and found out that he actually had to explain to him every tedious detail.
Dudley had stared at Harry with confused freaked out eyes when he found out what a Bearer was. He surprisingly enough had been sick of not knowing what people, including Harry, were talking about when they corrected him and said Harry was a he and the reason he looked the way he did was because of being a Bearer. He now knew that he was actually a boy and that he was more freakish then just about everyone else at the school. Boy's being able to have babies was unnatural! And yet Dudley still couldn't help but be alright with the weirdo. He was confused.
He also learned who his sick freak of a cousin was interested in and actually for once in his life felt pity for someone. He was disgusted and a little angry with his cousin for saying such things about the pitied boy. He thought it would be awful to be the love interest of the perverted arse! He did find it amusing and a bit funny that James thought that Harry was a girl though! It was kind of disturbing how insistent that he was one though. A good bit of people said differently.
Dudley of course was a genius, his Mummy and Dad said so, so it had to be true but it didn't take a genius to look up what a Bearer was there wasn't a lot at all about them because there were so few but they were at a school it wasn't hard information to come by if you go to the section on the Wizard/Witches body. Harry wasn't even a girl name another hint. Another was his voice. It was rather gentle and almost melodic in nature, especially when he was sleepy and happy but it was a boy voice! It was just a little more high in pitch then some boys.
Within a few days, Harry had figured out how to teach the boy and was getting Dudley caught up at an impressive pace even though he didn't really want to work with the annoying and rude boy. Dudley wasn't particularly intelligent, he was rude and lazy but could easily be motivated by food and the promise of being allowed to do something fun for a few minutes after every assignment was successfully completed without any errors. Harry also tried to make things a little more interesting to the whale sized boy. It was rather sad, having to teach the boy like one would a dog.
Harry was nearly done with all of his work within a week of almost no sleep. Cerberus had demanded that Harry stopped not sleeping or he would do something drastic. Hermione had actually hidden the homework that he had left that wasn't needed for class and only gave an assignment a day she gave him a couple more each day when he was going to work with Dudley. Murus had found it hilarious, but had fretted over the boy like a mother hen when he wasn't getting enough sleep.
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Harry was surprised to hear that they were getting a dueling teacher, the school not having one for a tiny bit under a hundred years. Harry thought that it was most likely the headmaster's doing. Although he was a young transfiguration teacher back then, he had already had quite a bit of influence on the staff and headmaster of the time. Harry had a bad feeling. He did not know why though.
"What! What do you mean I'm almost done? You're supposed to help me! I can't do this stuff on my own, it isn't fair!" Dudley wailed, flopping back and forth on his chair and banged his hands on the table in rage. The chair groaned ominously.
"If it makes you feel better I can continue to help you..." Harry said, rubbing his forearms he hated to upset anyone so agreeing was easier than doing what he really wanted to do.
"You better because I can't do this stuff on my own! It's too boring… And hard. This rubbish only makes sense when you explain it to me!" Dudley muttered in a threatening way.
Harry sighed, "well, I guess I will see you in a few days then, I need get ready for Samhain… If that's alright?" He said, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear.
"Uh, you mean Halloween right? You do know that it's tomorrow right. Oh, that reminds me, I can't wait for all of that candy and the pumpkin cakes that mummy is going to send me!" Dudley said, his small looking eyes lit up with gluttonous greed as he nearly salivated.
Harry frowned but nodded in agreement to appease the large boy. "That sounds nice…. And it displeases my other family members but uh, Halloween is also what my Mummy celebrates." Harry said. He stacked his books and put them in his bag.
"How many cakes do you think she'll send me?" Dudley said, pausing for a moment, his eyes filled with fear, "She better send more than 20, I can't stand the idea of another diet!" He said, sneering.
Harry sighed, not wanting to get into an argument with the other boy. Harry thought he could lose at least a good 60 to 70lbs, probably even more weight. He stood up and left as the boy continued to talk about desserts and candy. He wanted to leave before he felt too obligated to stay.
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"I am so excited Harry! I have never been to anything like this before, do you think I will look alright in this? Mum flooed over last minute and we didn't have a lot of time to pick them out because of Dumbledore!" Hermione said, speaking so fast it was difficult to understand her.
"You will look lovely 'Mione, don't be so worried, you will do fine." Harry said in his usual gentle tone. He dumped a little bit of a hair 'taming' potion over a comb and slowly eased it through the girl's wild curls. It was a long process and wasn't made any easier by Hermione's excited fidgeting. Harry slowly sat the comb down and pulled out one of the largest barites from inside of an old jewelry box the two had found while looking through a few boxes they had gone through that had been in one of the closets.
It was gold and curved in the shape of a flowering vine. The flowers were about the size of marbles and looked more like sun flowers than a vine flower. Those were made up of gold and different colored yellow and orange stones. The leaves light jade. Sitting on both sides were two regal looking dogs. Harry smiled at the gentle zing of magic that tickled his fingertips, he had no doubt that the hair piece had once belonged to a family member, a few generations back but still rather close in blood relation.
Harry grasped Hermione's still curly, but no longer a bush, hair and tried to fit her hair in the clip. It didn't at first. The clip began to stretch everything moved like one of the wall hangings that were nearly everywhere at the school. The dogs had to trot to keep to the front and had to twist about to avoid getting snagged up in the vines. It slowly stopped and after a flower that was larger than the others, nearly the size of a half-dollar, positioned itself nearly in the center it became large enough to hold her hair. Harry smiled again, please that he was right when he thought the ruins in scripted on the inside were for growth and adjustment.
After that, he grabbed a necklace that looked like it was supposed to match with the barite but the dogs sat next to a flower pendent sitting as the center piece of the necklace. It was a bit larger than a dollar piece. He clipped it around her neck and sat back with a grin. He couldn't see what she looked like, being behind her and having no mirror but he didn't need to. He knew she would look beautiful, she did have large front teeth but he thought she would grow into them.
"You may look now!" Harry said. Allowing, Hermione to turn to look at herself in an antique full length mirror. She gasped, nearly in tears. "Oh, H-Harry! Oh, thank you!" She said turning to squeeze the life out of him. "You're the best friend anyone could ask for! How?" She stuttered, unable to hold back her happy tears. "Look-look at me crying!" She said, sniffling, rubbing at her eyes.
Harry handed her a handkerchief, "It's a good things we haven't put any makeup on you. You would be smearing your mascara. Then you'd look like one of those creepy crying clown pictures, you'd scare everyone away then!" Harry said, his voice teasing.
Hermione dabbed at her eyes and smiled a bit, "be quiet you!" She said, finally getting control of her emotions.
Harry grinned and giggled. It was a sweet almost bell like sound.
"Aren't you suppose to get ready as well, Mr. Giggly? We only have maybe a half hour until dinner." Hermione said her hand on her hip.
Harry slowly stood, stretching. "All I must do is put my robes on and braid the front of my hair so I can put my hair back in that crown/halo thing that my Daddy, and Aunty, and Grandmother, and well everyone else seems to love except my Mummy really. I even like it a lot to. It really shouldn't take too long though if you are willing to help me with a side while I do the other. Could you?" Harry said his voice suddenly unsure and timid.
Hermione huffed as if offended he even asked, "of course you silly thing! I can't believe you even thought you had to ask! Honestly, I don't know what to do with this meekness all of the time! I mean you are like the best friend everyone's always wanted but never had!" She said shaking her head in fondness. Even though they had only know each other for a few weeks it felt like they had known each other the last few years, they were quickly becoming almost inseparable.
It really didn't take very long Hermione's braiding skills were up to par with Harry's so it didn't take more than about 5 to 10 minutes to finish doing his hair. Harry still had the beads in his hair like he had promised Hycinthius. They had used the clips that Harry's grandmother had given him at the train station.
Harry dressed in Green and light gold/silver trimmed robes like he normally did when he wasn't at school, although these were far more dressy, and came down around him in a elegant more feminine fashion than his Mummy would ever approve of. They had been picked out by his grandmother and Aunty Cissa along with a pretty necklace with the familiar Black crest's dogs on it. It was Light gold with a large oval emerald in the center of it. The two dogs stood on their back legs on both sides of it, looking like they were using the stone as a support.
Hermione was wearing a semi-dark blue dress a little puffy at the bottom. It had a good bit of lace that was light blue and light cream/gold that went in a V from her navel down to line the bottom of her dress. A light gold ribbon came around from where the flowery lace started and was tied around her waist. A thick strap of lace hugged the sides of her shoulders.
Hermione hugged him when they had finished, cooing about how adorable he looked.
Harry blushed at the declaration. He had no doubt that his Aunties would say the same, Aunty Bella with more squealing, a lot of cuddling, to other people what would be disturbing baby talk, and probably death threats at all the boys around him. His Mummy would cry about him being stolen by the evil ladies in the family and being poisoned against being amazingly manly like himself. Probably wail about his baby's innocents being stolen by evil icky boys as well, whatever that meant.
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"You both look very nice this evening." Seren said, smiling a happy, yet still dazed smile. He was standing to the right of the Great Hall's massive doorway. Harry smiled shyly at the complement while Hermione beamed, "Thanks, you look… Well you look you! I wish I were able to make such things look so right on me!" Hermione said, still brimming with nerves and excitement.
Seren was wearing a neon blue robe with neon pink and orange trim. A pair of neon pink and canary yellow swirled glasses that looked like giant sideways teardrops sat on his head. "Why thank you. My father- oh did I tell you how the Hingledings told me about the troll and about the dungeon? They did you know, when they are bored they tell you things, they are odd that way…." Seren said, his eyes more foggy than they normally were and he seemed to have trouble refocusing his attention, "What was I saying again?... Oh, yes my father made the glasses just for me! They let me see Nargles and the like it's quite interesting really." Seren said. Quickly talking about creatures that he wished to see that the other two were pretty sure didn't exist.
When they stepped inside they could see that the hall was already almost completely full. When they got over to the Ravenclaw table they could see Murus easily, with the way he towered over everyone in their year. Cerberus was there two standing and hissing words in a venomous whisper at the other, who was cringing. "I don't know where they are Cerberus, calm down." They heard Murus say in a tired, placating tone of voice.
"Are you tormenting poor Murus again, you cruel brute?" Hermione said sharply, looking at Cerberus in annoyance.
"Finally, why were you keeping Harry behind woman?" Cerberus said with an irritable huff.
Hermione sat herself down with a shake of her head, "intolerable and unbearable Harry! Intolerable and unbearable!" Hermione said with a snort. Harry quirked his lips in a small nervous smile.
"He can be…. Sometimes… can't he?" Harry said.
Cerberus puffed up indignantly, "I am not, I assure you, that girl is poisoning you against me!" He said, his eyes shown with his want of pain to befall her.
Harry frowned and nibbled his lip, not wanting to argue, he didn't reply.
Murus was wearing robes in different shades of golds and browns while Cerberus was wearing dark almost black green robes.
Unlike Murus, Cerberus was happy not to complement Hermione on how she looked. Murus insisted she looked like a princess which made her grin and blush. Telling him that his robes looked rather dashing on him.
"So, baby sister of ours-"
"How does this work?"
"Do we leave after dinner-"
"Or before?"
The twins asked sitting down in front of the group. They were both dresses in nice dark red and gold robes. Being able to actually buy brand new not amazing quality but better than anything they had ever had before and good enough to not be scrutinized to badly because of Harry's gift. They were able to now make all profit because of not needing to spend their own money on ingredients and also were able to make larger batches. They had started to sneak some out along with a two page catalog to a friend that worked as an owl loader, someone who ties mail to the post owls, in Diagon alley. It was a very small amount of people they were sending the little catalogs to so they didn't get overwhelmed but were already doing decent for such a short time.
Harry gasped a squeaked fearfully, not expecting them to just practically appear in front of them. He held his chest as he felt his heart give a leap. Both twins laughed, which made Harry turn red.
Both twin where about to leave with them because they actually managed to fox signatures from their mother when she had been at the school a few days before to chew out Ron for having a complaint from a mother of a girl that had actually gotten fondled by him. It was easy to convince her to sign the papers when they hadn't had any complaints against them except for their usual mischief and even then they hadn't had much of anything sent home about them. She had also never had anything like the complaint against Ron sent home to her over them, ever so that probably helped. They also were in the way of her screaming at her son's accuser in person.
When she had walked in to the table she saw him staring at a girls breasts and making vulgar comments at the uncomfortable looking girl in a loud obnoxious voice. She had been horrified and believed the girl had been telling the truth. Molly had immediately marched up to her son and grabbed him by the ear threatening to bring him straight home if he ever did something so absolutely degrading to a girl and horrifying again, she had been absolutely disgusted by his behavior.
The signatures were so they could go to a ball held yearly. It of course was a Malfoy run ball, Narcissa loving to throw extravagant parties anytime she could. Dumbledore hadn't liked the idea of them going but they all got the signatures so he couldn't prevent them from going, especially Harry and his original friends. There would end up being an uproar.
"Now children, settle down please!" Dumbledore said, breaking through the noise in the room. "Now once I am done introducing the first duel teacher we have had in many a year we will begin our dinner then off to bed with you!" Dumbledore said in a jolly voice, although he frowned for but a moment when he saw the faces of the group that was leaving not long after his speech was done. "Now as most of you must be wishing me to tell you who you're new Duel teacher is, I will do so! He is the famed, James Potter! While they are sorting out what happened to poor James and the baseless accusations against him he will help teach all of you how to properly fight both offensively and defensively. Well, only a select few first years ready for such a strenuous class will be allowed in but the rest of the years may participate. Everyone who is to join his class must go to their head of house for a schedule change." Dumbledore said smiling in pure pride and happiness.
James sauntered up, puffed up like a peacock. His chin held high at the clapping he got from quite a few blushing girls and some of the boys that still idolized him. He preened at the attention he got, feeling powerful. He took a shuddering breath of pleasure and smiled a winning perfect smile at the crowd of students, "I am glad that I am being given the opportunity to be able to bestow some of my inborn knowledge and amazing natural talent on such young impressionable faces! I can't wait to work with the.. talented lot of you! As you all should know my absolutely wonderful son, James, was born with such talent, inherited from mostly my lovely Lil's of course but he's a guy so some of it had to be from me, yeah? But yeah, I'm happy to be here until we put away who ever got me thrown out, I mean put me on leave, away for good!" James said. Not as many but still quite a few students that had clapped for him were still clapping.
Hermione sat slack jawed, "d-don't they get that he just insulted everyone?" She said in disbelief. "Well, not James, of course…." She said dryly.
"Does that… Um.. Surprise you?" Harry asked.
Hermione slowly shook her head, "no… Not really or at least that stuff doesn't surprise me anymore…." She said, not knowing how to feel about that.
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Harry was very aware of being completely alone when James cornered him when he turned the corner after going to the restroom. He was going to meet the others when he was done going to the bathroom.
Harry froze not knowing what to do. He felt like a cornered animal. "I thought I saw you in there, James writes to me all the time about you! I knew you'd be perfect for him, Lil's is always right about these things you know!" James said, grinning and chatting like some happy child. Like nothing bad ever happened between Harry and himself. It was scary.
"Um, I'm sorry sir but um please leave me alone. I am not to speak to people that tried to harm my family…." Harry said, his voice weaker than he would have liked it. His heart felt like it was trying to hop right out of his chest.
James immediately went stiff, his face turned an ugly redish purple color and his eyes darkened into furious slits. He lunged forward. Harry nimbly side stepped the man and shrieked when he was snatched up.
"Calm down, it's alright Uncle Rabast is here." Rabastan muttered, easing his fingers over Harry's down bits of hair.
Rodolphus was standing in front of James with furious eyes, "how dare you try and harm my beloved niece! Why and how are you even here in the first place?" He snarled.
James grinned, "Weren't you informed? I'm a teacher now! Professor James Potter! Has a nice ring to it doesn't it?" James said in a smug voice.
Rodolphus growled in disgust, "We will be taking care of that later but now answer my former question why were you trying to harm my niece?" He said through gritted teeth.
"Do you know what she said to me, ME? She said that she didn't speak to people that tried to hurt her family, her family meaning Lil's and me and Jamie! We are her family and you all poisoned her against us that's what Lil's said! I wasn't so sure but my Lil's is always right! Always! She needs to come home!" James insisted, tugging at his hair with one hand until it looked like he was going to tare the clump of hair right out of his head.
"Harry isn't anything to you now leave him alone! That restraining order is supposed to be going through tomorrow. The only reason it hasn't yet was because of some of your friends that were discover helping you still do whatever you please even with you not in the office anymore. You have no one left to prevent it getting through!" Rodolphus said.
James immediately paled and crumpled to the floor choking from panting so hard from his panic. Dumbledore would be so upset but Lil's oh, his Lil's was going to be heartbroken! He didn't even notice when Rodolphus aimed a binding spell at him. Lil's would be so upset!
They left him. Rabastan allowing his brother to carry Harry but like always he walked watchfully behind his brother.
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The others must have been preoccupied when Harry and his uncles flooed to his Aunty Cissa's house because they didn't come running to make sure that Harry was okay like they had before. On the way to the Headmaster's office Harry's uncles explained that the reason they came to look for him, against Dumbledore's wishes of course, was because something just didn't feel right… Harry thought it was more because they had always tried to keep him within sight when he was around. They often seemed to get stressed out and panicky if they didn't, far more so since the Caligula incident.
Harry actually felt completely exhausted, he wanted to go to bed and see his friends in the morning. The party was going to last three days the day before Samhain the day of the holiday and the day after.
Nearly no one was allowed to stay over at the Manor this year but the year before there had been over 100 guests. Lucius for once remembered he was the one with the man bits in their relationship and outright refused to allow so many people stay at their home again for at least another few years.
Sirius had out right hugged the man and sniffled and tearfully muttered about the blond becoming a man and how proud of him he was, petting his hair in a creepy attempt to be soothing. It had been a rather uncomfortable and well a bit of a scarring experience for not just Lucius but a couple of the other people in the room. Sirius of course did not understand why people avoided him for a few days and had felt very upset and neglected, whining like an abandoned dog to everyone and giving them his best puppy eyes. Remus had just shook his head at his mate.
Remus gave up on trying explain what was wrong when he finally remembered why he never tried to explain rational things to Sirius, who was irrational in every way possible. The irrational nature of his mate made it impossible to make the rational rational to Sirius, only the irrational was rational to the goof of a man. Which Remus now knew who to blame for that trait. Orion.
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Harry was happy when his uncle laid him in the guest bedroom they had used for him when they watched him in their own guest quarters. He was so tired he didn't even have to tell them that he wanted to go to bed. Rodolphus summoned one of Harry's night gowns from the closet in the other side of the room and sent Rabastan to the party, wanting him to make sure everyone knew that Harry was there and fine.
Harry was hardly awake by the time he was set on the bed so he was near useless to dress himself. Rodolphus did the usual please lift your arms, pull your arm out of the sleeve, that kind of thing but he dressed him in his night gown much like one would a small child. He knew Harry would be a bit upset later on but Rodolphus slowly undid the braids in Harry's hair and took out the clips, knowing it would be a lot more comfortable to sleep without them.
Rodolphus picked Harry's tiny body up and pulled back the green, silver, and gold flowering tree patterned blanket setting Harry on the sheets and tucking it in around him. Without even thinking Rodolphus searched for Paddy in Harry's dress robes. He smile and ran a finger over the toy's slightly worn ear. He rubbed it over his neck and hair in a familiar ritual when he wasn't going to allow Harry to snuggle up with him as he slept which always made Harry have trouble sleeping, and Rodolphus nervous. His creature blood was at fault for that, his instinctual need to protect and nurture his young, docile, fawn like nestling family member. Harry was one of only two younglings their immediate family had.
Draco didn't really draw out much for Rodolphus maybe because the boy never needed to or maybe because the boy's awful personality made him not want to try and bond with him. Maybe it was because of how much more confident and aggressive Draco had always been.
Harry was the opposite of his cousin. Shy, affectionate, meek, gentle, nervous, sympathetic, needing physical contact to stay content and to feel safe. He was also tiny and petite, even for a Bearer his age. Harry was another thing that Draco wasn't, a Bearer or what most creatures would call a male submissive. Male submissive normally took more time to grow and mature and normally were more susceptible to injury and sickness when very young, than females and Dominants less survived in many species. It was probably why they were always guarded so fiercely when young. Wizarding children were rarely born as Bearers, meaning there were far less of them born in their kind then in Magical beings and creatures. The Wizarding community of Britain rarely got one or two every 10 years now. Harry was the first in nearly 15.
Rodolphus pushed away his sad jumbled thoughts and tucked the stuffed animal up against Harry, who snatched it and pulled it to his face, still sleeping. Rodolphus smiled, affection lit up his entire being as he observed his beloved Nephew, so small and delicate even as old as he now was, he still hadn't changed from the tiny sweet gentle little thing he was as a baby. He sighed, knowing that he couldn't stall any longer. Rodolphus pulled some of the extra pillows around Harry to make him feel safe. He then leaned down and gently kissed Harry's forehead. He now did it every time he tucked Harry in for bed, remembering how it started when Harry was very young.
Rodolphus spelled a strong Lumos into an old slotted covered candle holder like thing with a top, it was spelled to be able to contain the light of a Lumos for up to a 12 hour period. The slots were in the shapes of stars which doted Harry's ceiling so he would have a little light.
Rodolphus shook away the bad feeling he had in his gut, like something bad was going to happen. 'Stop that, nothing is going to happen, Rodolphus! You are just still a little high-strung from what happened earlier!' He scolded himself and forced himself to leave the room so he could join the party downstairs and watch Harry's friends to make sure nothing too bad happened to them while he wasn't there to watch Bella.
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What Rodolphus didn't care to think about was how well the main land was doing. Finding how they treated Muggles and their children so kindly.
On the main land it was actually far more likely to have one. At least 9 per year in France alone, oddly enough around their 'all-girls' school, which people falsely say doesn't take Bearers, nearly 11% of their student body was Bearers that were sent there from all over Europe for the best education and their no tolerance for their Muggleborns and Half-bloods discriminating against them without punishment. Although, it was a lot more rare on the main land for things like that to happen.
Most Muggleborn children in main land countries are scooped up when identified as magical and taught the ways of the magical communities that they will eventually live in when they are older. They even created large communities for the families of the children if they wanted to move to have other people like themselves around them. They still couldn't figure out how to make electronics to work properly with magic but had places for the muggles to work if they wanted to work in the area or magical bus stops that could take them out of the magical area into an area they could get a normal taxi or bus to work. Most people in the towns just used bicycles a lot. The real kicker was that the Pureblood communities in the countries that implemented such techniques were extremely magically healthy, their population was high, and the amount of bearers born was normally quite high in comparison to other places, most likely because most of them didn't really have a problem with being in love and marrying a creature.
That was how it used to be in Britain, actually Britain had once been the model for most of the other countries, nearly 4 centuries ago. Then somehow they stopped doing what they did so well. The Muggleborns took over a good amount of things and made everyone prejudice and hateful, thinking many of the things and believes of the Wizarding world was abnormal and freakish. Creatures were beasts and breeding with anything that wasn't human looking enough or beautiful enough was horrific and sickening. Bearers, were mutants and looked on at like they were things to be studied some people looked at them in awe and some with revolution, sometimes both things. Some were actually jealous by a Bearers biology, able to carry life. No spell or potion could do that more than once without killing you and most times it still did or the baby died before having a chance at life. Most children still ended up very sickly for the rest of their lives. The potions to keep the womb functional and not forcing the body to abort was slightly toxic to the fetus, which after the long period of time that it takes to be viable outside of the womb it really builds of in the infants system. Normally destroying its immune system. When there were more Bearers and so more knew of them there was a great deal of envoy and animosity against them.
Bearers among Wizards nearly 100% of the time comes from Purebloods. There had only been 4 actual half Purebloods, one parent a Muggleborn, reported in Britain since the 1300s, only one was actually fertile. There hasn't been a single Muggleborn ever reported to be a Bearer unless they at least have creature blood only up to 3 generations prier in their lines, only about 4% weren't infertile.
Many a Muggleborn had felt ashamed of their wants, being taught their thoughts abnormal while living among the muggles. Bearers ability to have children had made male couplings normal and a couple with a Bearer in it was envied because of such a rarity. It wasn't really that far of a stretch for female couples either, although unable to have children together. None Bearing males were given a second thought, even though the only way they normally could have children was through life threatening potions that often ended in disaster.
Muggleborns had ended up even angrier when the few that actually managed to catch the attention of a Bearer couldn't get their Bearer spouses pregnant.
The children from many other countries were at least open minded about many things. They had time to understand and learn though, they normally started between the ages of 6-8 to catch up with other's from magical households. Even though there of course was a few countries that were starting to hit a decline as well when it came to discrimination and bad policy. There were many that were iron clad in their beliefs and refused to allow outer sources to taint them, quickly nipping anything that even smelled a little like anything that could harm them or other's in their communities in the bud before anything could happen. Germany was a good example. They were very vigilant to keep a peaceful balance after Grimwield! went crazy with anger and power.
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He smiled at how easy it was to slip to and through the party. All he had to do is glamour his hair a little longer a few shades lighter and make his face bit average and no one seemed to be able to recognize the difference.
It was all so easy, pathetically so! He forced himself not to snarl when he saw that man, Furrum he believe was his name. The one to cage him like some beast! But he wasn't the one to absolutely humiliate him. It had been some man shorter than him, Asian, had trouble pronouncing his L's. He hated that man's voice willful and unafraid of him, a voice filled with disgust for him, HIM! Who did nothing wrong! He loved Harry and Harry loved him to, was that such a crime? And so what if he killed McKelly with his cock? He did the world a favor, getting rid of such filth! He had to be jealous of what he had with his beloved Queen. That was the only explanation that he could come up with that made sense to him. A burning flame of possessiveness smoldered his veins, fear of Harry becoming another's, gripped him.
'Calm down', He told himself, taking deep breathes. He would just have to kill him if he tried to take him away again. That's all he had to do.
"I put him to bed in our quarters so he'll be comfortable and later on when we go back up we can make sure he's alright. Potter really scared him today. He might have nightmares." A tall man with brown slightly unruly hair to his shoulders and a bit of stubble said. He believed Rodolphus was his name. He couldn't help but smile in twisted glee when he hear those words. He was hardly able to hold back his smile until he managed his way past security to a side staircase.
Caligula was ready to blow up the entire building as he looked from room to room trying to find Rodolphus' quarters. His lips turned into grudging respect, he did know how to keep intruders away.
He had found their quarters completely on accident, he slumped against a wall for but a moment and it fell backwards to reveal a living room space. He was frozen, startled for a moment. He had no doubt it was later than he would like it to be, there was a chance that they would be coming up soon.
Caligula hurried looking through every room to make sure that he was in the right rooms. Jealousy flared up in him when he saw so many pictures of his beloved smiling with other people. He forced the painful, angry feelings away, he would soon have plenty of time to do all of those things with his beloved, and more.
The thought made him twitch in his trousers. He made a frustrated grunt, he didn't think that they would have enough time to take care of his slowly swelling flesh.
Caligula froze in the doorway of the last bedroom and nearly moaned in need. The dim light accented Harry's delicate cheeks and dark eyelashes perfectly. His tiny body looked to just ache to be taken.
Harry had pushed down his blanket a bit as he moved around in his sleep, his night gown riding up so high on Harry's side that Caligula can see a little bit of one of the boy's slender legs and his lovely hip and dainty light blue undies. Caligula's hand hovered over his crotch, he shivered. Harry's mess of hair and well everything was simply stunning and completely breathe taking, oh how lovely their love making will be. His Harry was going to beg him so sweetly, with that stunning musical voice he had. Their symphony was going to be magnificent! He could hardly prevent himself from rutting against his own hand like some instinct driven animal.
Just once wouldn't hurt would it? Maybe Harry would even want him to rub himself to completion against his belly, where their perfect babies would grow in him. He smiled, or maybe he would be more receptive to rubbing their cocks together keening with want, begging for more friction? Or maybe he would even ache to be filled not old enough to get wet for him but clenching with want?
Caligula forced his mind away from his lust and back to rescuing his Queen. He frantically searched for a spot to hide when he heard a noise, he slipped in the closet and peaked out through the mass of clothes.
Bellatrix quietly came into the room, seeming to be checking on Harry. She was immediately on alert, as if she sensed a presents in the room. After a few minute she pursed her lips and frown, an oddly serious look crossed her face. She then mutter something about getting Rodolphus and something not feeling right.
Caligula's heart thudded in his chest quick as a frightened hare. His penis began to soften a little at his stress. There was absolutely no way that he was going to be able to do any bedroom activities until he got Harry out of their and where he belonged, with him!
Caligula slunk over to the bed and ran a fingertip over Harry's soft lips. He couldn't help but want to steal a quick stroke of his beloved's 'parts' he wanted to see how easy it would be to make his most likely lovely little bits get hard for him. How fast he could make his darling cum? Even though he didn't think at his age anything would be discharged he hoped that his Harry would dry orgasm, whimpering his name like a prayer!
First Caligula eased his wand from his robe and cast a mild sleeping spell over his love, he was such a shy thing he probably wouldn't want to let him touch because of his silly nerves. It was only until they got home though then he would teach him pleasure and confidence.
Caligula slowly eased his hand under the waist band of Harry's underwear, just a touch was what Caligula needed, just a touch.
"Thought I saw you." A man said from the doorway, a frown curling his lips. "I think it best if you leave, now. Before I tell everyone that you are here… Trying to touch a…. child in an inappropriate manner, I do not think that would get on too well do you?" The man said, looking annoyed with having to deal with the situation.
Caligula snorted, "really you think you have the right to tell me what I can and cannot do?"
"In this house, yes."
End Chapter 28
Oh, whoa! Longest chapter of I think just about anything I have ever written in my life! Started at 11 in the morning yesterday worked up until 2 in the morning and then worked for another 20 mins! Took a couple of breaks (naps) and still got this done! Just story script not including this, is like 7500 words! That's 14 pages (2 words on page 14), single spaced! Hope this makes up for all the time away. Not my most interesting chapter…. And yes Harry had an absolute crap day.
CALIGULA IS SO CREEPY! What is wrong with you Caligula, why do you have to completely creepy me out and disgust me anytime I need to write you? Gah, do something normal for once like well teaching children something is unadvisable him having a creepy thing going on for a 10 year old and the fact he is insane and might kill them…. Maybe like uh learning how to knit or something? Or getting therapy…. I do think he might do something either horribly physically, emotionally, or mentally scarring to a therapist and I don't think anyone could help him.
Please tell me who you think is the guy in the room!
My contest is on my profile page and my poll for the pairing is as well. I am allowing people that don't have accounts to submit their choices through reviews. You can look at my choices on the poll and review with your choice….
PLEASE REVIEW! Keeps me happy and motivated, I'm super ill right now so the awesome constructive criticm and or encouragements would be great right now, especially since I want to sleep a lot at the moment.
Please also tell me if I didn't correct something I should have! Super tired as I am going through this so there might be a few bad errors.
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