Warning & Disclaimer: in chapter 1. Thank you Amanda and Taligator for the beta
Trinity Blood
C & P by G.Arnet, 2003
Crimson 07 :: My dearest Harry
In the few days since the match , Harry had been unable to speak with Malfoy. The silver-blonde Slytherin managed to avoid being anywhere near Harry alone. You couldn't talk to Malfoy with just anybody around, his friends would freak and Ron was going to kill him for sure if he found out. But Harry couldn't take his mind off of Malfoy since that day, since /that/ kiss. He had kissed and been kissed before , but it never been as satisfying as /that/ kiss with anyone, male or female. He' d suspected he was gay or at least bisexual for sometime. The Wizarding World seemed to be more accepting of same sex relationship s than the Muggle world, to his relief.
He sat down on the couch near the window. The common room was empty save for a few younger students. They generally wouldn't bother him (either too afraid or too awed), hmp at least his fame was good for something. The others were either playing Quidditch, in the library or outside playing. Ron was playing football outside with Dean and Seamus and Harry chuckled at that. Ever since Dean introduced that sport, they have been playing it every chance they got (that was, when the Quidditch field wasn't being used by another team and they couldn't practice). For some reason, Dean couldn't convince him to play and Ron pouted a little, but let it go.
Dean was a gentle friend, his companion and his weekends date, but not his lover. Dean was pleasant and made him comfortable and safe, but Dean was too sweet for his own taste. Harry was looking for something else. Now Malfoy was something else indeed. He touched his lips, still tingling from the memory of Malfoy's kiss. Harry closed his eyes and swallowed. He felt the heat crept inside him, felt the burn in the pit of his stomach, and a swelling between his tights. It was so good, so... wrong. This was Malfoy! He was probably a spy for the Dark Lord! But oh God, it felt good. Damn hormone! Harry wasn't even sure who Malfoy was if he was not Draco. Where was the real Draco? Was he kidnapped and another took his place? Who was this Lucifier that captivated him so. Was Lucifier even a Malfoy or someone else entirely? Someone touched his shoulder and broke his reverie.
"Hey Harry."
"Hey Herm."
She sat on the couch beside him, "Harry, you're flushed, are you okay?"
No he was not. Thank God his erection subsided. "I'm fine Herm, why did you ask?"
"Well...you're always so pale these days..." Hermione trailed of. "And you're always inside, never going out to play or just hanging around with us."
Harry looked guilty. "I'm sorry Herm, I have a lot in mind lately."
"Care to share?"
Harry shook his head. He just couldn't deal with this now.
Hermione smiled gently at him and touched the side of his face. "Whenever you're ready, Harry. We're your friends. You know that , don't you?"
Harry smiled back and leaned against her cool hand. " Thank you Herm." Her hand fell unto his. Harry clasped his hands around hers and squeezed it gently. He looked at her. "You're always been my number one girl." Hermione laughed and blushed.
"I need to go. I have some projects to finish."
"Okay."
Harry stood and left. Hermione stared at his back sadly. Oh , Harry. Her eyes were golden, like cat's eyes.
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Harry went to the Astronomy Tower, knowing there wouldn't be anyone there at this time. It was almost dinner and the others would probably be back soon. He still wanted to be alone and he didn't lie to Hermione. He still had a project to finish, but it wasn't a school's project. He went into an empty room, closed the door and took his mother's journal from his robes. He stared at it and took a deep breath. His fingers were cold and shaking, trailing the leather bound book in memory of the last time he unlocked the journal.
He pricked his finger and opened the journal. The first page was ivory white and old with crusty edges. It was blank paper until the words started to emerge. Different from Riddle's diary, this journal was familiar to his touch, as if it was now belonged to him by blood. The words were colored in dark red,almost black, shimmering and glowing like liquid crimson.
He couldn't remember all that occurred the first time he opened the journal. He remembered bits and pieces of some memories stored inside. He had an understanding of a world beyond the Magic one , a world of Darkness and the Underworld. Yet, he needed to read to harvest the journal's potential, needed to learn his history, his bloodline and his mother's blood.
Lily had updated it and made an adjustment to fit her time, her continuing researches and her letter to him. The journal was not originally hers. It was passed down from one sire to the next children or kin. So far there were Lillith's, Caine and Lily's versions of the Undead history.
The index page covered the history, the Dark Creatures classification that weren't covered by the standard curriculum in school:
The Undead and the Shape Shifters.
The journal was titled the 'Labyrinth'. Lily wrote the 'Guide' for each section and each was labeled the 'Stage'. Each Stage would reveal new information after one Stage was finished and not before, unless the user used 'Echo'. Echo was like a search engine, it searched specific topics, but only the summary would appear. If the user completed all the Stages, he or she could enter 'the Carnival', where the user would continue the research, following the guides from Lillith and able to operate the Labyrinth and manipulate the Stages to the user's will. The whole complete list would write them selves in the Index page when the time comes.
Lily also wrote a letter to Harry. He found a scrap of parchment folded between the first page and the index page. Curious, Harry unfolded the piece and read.
My dearest Harry,
If you're reading this, then that means I'm dead or unable to teach you my bloodline and yours. Your father and I have a complicated relationship. We were not meant to be, but we loved each other so much and there was nothing we could do about it until it was too late. We loved you so much, Harry. That was why we combined out strength to change the path of stars.
There are so many things I want to tell you , but I don't have the time. The Dark Lord was after your father. It was because of his name and what he was. His birthright and mine complicated yours. We didn't know it at the time. I didn't know James that well when we were bonded. Even when I knew, it didn't change my love for him.
Remember, please remember Harry, that this isn't your fault, that this is our sins, NOT YOURS. Remember this when you read the journal. It contained everything you needed to know about our blood. And hopefully, you can forgive us for giving this curse to you. Remember that we love you. Always.
Love,
Lillith E. (Evans) Nygma Potter
PS: If you have any question you can always ask the help of one Severus Snape and Lucifier Malfoy. They are my dear friends. Mention my full name and they will answer.
Harry stared blankly at the letter. Did he want to know his bloodline? He felt odd and weak these days. His senses were heightened and sharpened into a feverish pitch. He felt weak and hot and bothered like he needed to do something before he break apart. Somehow he was caught by some unknown bonds, like a twisted fate he was connected with Lucifier, and to some extend, his own Potions ' Master. However, he couldn't be an Undead, even though his mother was one. His magic was still a Wizard's magic, unlike Malfoy and Professor Snape's. Their magic was darker and tinged with the smell of blood. He bit his lower lip. He needed to know, wasn't that his mother's had said? Musing his problems wouldn't solve them. Would the journal unlock the glimpse of his nightmares? Were they his nightmares or memories? And what about Snape and Malfoy? How did they know -friends- with his mother?
He squeezed his eyes shut. /Answer me, mother/
He opened his eyes again and stared at the words dancing in his eyes. Harry traced the neat writing of his mother. He traced the lock of the First Stage and began to read.
TBC
21/09/04
Next: Lillith's diary 'The Tale of Lillith'
A/N: I'm really sorry ; I finish the chapter sometime ago but having some trouble finding a beta after rewriting the chapter for the nth time. anyho, next chapter will be out very soon since I already got it back from my beta and it's in the process of editing. After that, I might write the Labyrinth book for real. Thank you all for your patient ;
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