I would like to thank Arawn D. Draven for letting copy and mod some more stuff from his "The Dark Savior" for this chapter.

Evangeline's castle, one hour later

"Son of a...What the Hell happened?" groaned Evangeline, surprised to find herself sore, and in her bed, completely naked.

"Harry brought you here." said Leone, in her usual tone, though there was a slight reprimanding tone to it. "He said that when you were fighting, he accidentally knocked you out.

"Wait, the brat actually knocked me out?" Evangeline questioned in disbelief

"He said that you were distracted, and that otherwise you would have given him "a good ass-kicking". Said Blair, in a reproachful tone.

Both Blair and Leone are in love with Harry, he often helped them when he could, took the time to discuss things with them, and both of them had seen how her Master had started to look at the young mage. They were a little jealous, but if she is willing they wouldn't mind sharing him since they feels that Harry deserves all the love he can get due to the abuse that was dealt to him by those monsters and they don't want anyone to get hurt.

But what was irking them was that their Master had not yet made a move, when it was quite obvious she is in love with her disciple.

"Master, why have you not yet begun a relationship with Harry-kun?" Leone asked as she and Blair were curious as to why.

They was then treated with a sight so rare they immediately used their skills in Occlumency so they can remember this forever: Evangeline A.K McDowell blushing and stuttering.

"What?! A relationship with him? Are you mad? Why would I want to..." Evangeline couldn't finish

"Master. Please do not lie to us or to yourself. We have been at your side for a long time now. we know you enough to see how you look at him." Blair said gently.

At that Evangeline deflated and sighed. She suddenly looked far older than she should, far older than her little body would suggest.

"Blair, Leone I've been alive for nearly seven hundred and fifty years. I've seen people grow from children to elderly men and women." Evangeline started off with.

"That should not be a problem. There are ways to extend his life and youth." Leone said.

"What I'm trying to say, Blair, is that the only times I could have a relationship with someone, I lost them due to my immortality. It doesn't help without my pills I am struck in a child's body making it really hard for them to even consider it. So tell me, how am I supposed to have a relationship with Harry, when I never had one before, when I know it's doomed from the start? Eventually, Harry will find someone and move on, and I'll be alone, again. Better not to hope for more than a Master-disciple relationship, at least that much I can afford." Evangeline said depressingly.

Blair and Leone widened their eyes. So that was the problem. Indeed, Evangeline had never had any experience in relationships, well, true love relationships. She knew how to tease men, she knew how to ensnare with the beauty of her adult form, but in the end, she had been heartbroken each time she had loved a man. The two Nekomatas knew that Harry would never leave Evangeline, he saw her as his family, he loved her deeply, but the question was, what kind of love was it? Was it the love of a child, looking up to a maternal figure, flawed as she might be? Or was it the love of a man for a woman?

"Master Sometimes, it is better to try and fail, than to not try at all. Otherwise you might regret it." Blair said gently.

"She's right master." Leone said in agreement.

"So what? You're telling me to go all lovey-dovey with Harry and hope he'll accept me? He'll rather ask me if I'm sick! That's not me!" she growled, incensed that her familiars were giving her lessons on relationships when she was supposed to be the more experienced one.

"Master, I believe it would be better if you were simply honest with Harry-kun. There is no need to be "lovey-dovey", as if he loves you, he will accept you as you are." Blair said.

"And what am I? I am an old hag, one of the worst Dark Mages around, someone that all mages fear! How could he want to be with someone like me?" Evangeline said

"Master, you are searching for excuses not to do this. We both know that your body, should you wish so, is beautiful, and Harry-kun knows perfectly well about who you are, yet he doesn't care. He sees you, and I, for what we are, and not what others would want us to be." Leone said.

At that, Evangeline blushed. Indeed, she knew that, but how was she supposed to confess to him? For all her power, she didn't have the first idea of what to do, she didn't even know how to tell him! She couldn't be nice to him, as it was something that was definitely not something she would do, and she somehow doubted that forcing herself one him would give her good results, yet that was the only way she knew to express her feelings.

Trying to find something to distract the Nekomatas, she desperately looked around:

"W-well, where is Harry, anyway? He isn't even at my bedside when he was the one to knock me out!" Evangeline yelled out.

"Harry left as soon as he called for me, Master. I believe he feels guilty for having hit you." Blair said.

Evangeline growled.

"He feels bad for hitting me? I thought he had gotten over this kind of stupid reaction!"

"Master, I believe he feels bad for hitting you when you were distracted. He feels guilty to have taken advantage on you when you were thinking about something else. " Leone said. Much to her shock, Evangeline found her cheeks to be slightly hot.

'Damn it, why does that idiot have to keep being so damn noble with me?! Doesn't he realize that I'm not a damn damsel in distress?! And WHY AM I BLUSHING?!' Evangeline angerly thought in embarrassment.

Getting up, she stomped out of the room, firmly decided to kick her disciple's ass, if only to feel better.

Evangeline's castle, 10 minutes later (accelerated time)

A thoroughly confused Harry picked himself up from the ground, groaning as he felt some of his bones mend together. He may be an immortal, have almost instant regeneration, but that didn't make the pain any more enjoyable. And he wasn't exactly sure what he had done to deserve the beating he got from Evangeline. If it was about how he had knocked her out, she'd have probably congratulated him before beating the shit out of him, just to show him how far he was from her in terms of power and experience. Instead, the second she had spotted him, she had unleashed a barely restrained fury on him, making it a complete beatdown.

Evangeline was standing on a rock nearby, panting and glaring at him. With a sigh, he decided to find out why she was pissed at him.

"Okay, feel better now?" Harry asked.

"Shut up!" she growled, appearing behind him, and slamming his head into the ground. A lesser man would have been knocked out, but he had been trained by Evangeline, and such things were common occurrence for him.

"Okay, so what did I do to piss you off, Evangeline?" he asked, starting to get angry. What was happening reminded him a bit too much of what had happened at the Dursleys for him to be comfortable with it.

"S-shut up, you stupid disciple!" she snarled, unleashing another kick, though he caught it with his right arm, twisting it and sending her to the ground, before straddling her.

"Okay, I just had ENOUGH!" he yelled. "I don't know what I did to you, but you could at least tell me what I did to deserve getting beaten like that!"

Evangeline just snarled and pushed him off her. Grabbing him, she tossed his body and sent it crashing, again, into the ground, and then appeared on him, straddling his waist. She then proceeded to punch him in the face repeatedly, creating a larger and larger crater as she kept going. At first, Harry parried her blows, but in the end, she was still more powerful than him, and her hits went past his arms, hitting his face dead on. Eventually, he passed out, having nowhere near enough strength left to parry her hits.

It was only after a few minutes that the vampire realized that Harry was out cold and stopped. Her disciple's face was still as good as it ever was, his regeneration taking care of the damage he had suffered. However what stopped her was the pained look on his face.

"Please, Uncle...Please..." he whispered in his sleep.

At that Evangeline started. She had managed to coax Harry's circumstances out of him, and she had made sure to remember that one day she would deal with his relatives. She had been honestly shocked by how bad it had been. In his case, it was no longer abuse, but plain torture, and for no good cause as well. Had she really sunk so low that Harry was reminded of his relatives? After all, she had just given him a beatdown for no other reason that she was embarrassed. Normally she wouldn't regret it, but Harry had been scarred from his past experiences, and really didn't need someone to remind him of that. She could relate, after all, her beginnings as a Shinso hadn't been easy, and she didn't really like to remember them.

With a sigh, she grasped her head in her hands. Why can't I just be honest?

Evangeline's castle, Harry's room, the night after the fight

Harry awoke with a start, to find himself in his King-sized bed, in his bedroom. He remembered Evangeline punching him repeatedly before he passed out, and he felt strange about it. After all, during the time he had spent with her, he had started to like the chibi vampire, and had gotten used to her crude manners and violent tendencies. However, the beatdown he had just gotten made him remember his relatives, something he did not like one bit.

He tried to get up, but he was stopped when he felt a weight on his arm. Turning, he found himself gazing in the eyes of his Master in her adult form, looking at him intently. Any normal teenager would blush and stutter, but considering his own twisted life, he was no normal teenager, and Evangeline had never been one to be concerned about things such as nudity, so he had grown to find it normal.

"Very well, Evangeline, can I know why you are in my bed with me?" Harry asked

"You're doing it again..." she mumbled, looking...embarrassed?

Okay, now Harry was starting to sweat. Evangeline embarrassed was like water burning it was not normal in any way. That did not bode well for him. Gulping, he decided to asked her.

"Doing...what?" He asked

"You call me Evangeline now." she said, as if it explained everything, and perhaps to her, it did. Harry, however, was a male, and despite being an unusually intelligent male, he was still pretty much lost when it came to understanding the woman mind.

"Errr...So?" He asked not understanding why that was important.

"So? SO?! Harry, Almost nobody calls me Evangeline! Most mages call me by my nicknames Blair and Leone call me Master, even you did so before, and the closest people to me call me Eva-chan, or Evangeline-chan! Nobody calls me just Evangeline!" Evangeline yelled out.

"..So?" he asked again, pretty sure he had just signed up to get punched, but still clueless about what she meant.

The next thing he knew, there was a scantily clad vampire straddling him, holding his arms still, and kissing him for all he was worth. Harry hadn't kissed anyone before, but he could tell that the kiss Evangeline was giving him was far deeper than most kisses he had seen on the TV. It was primal, an act of instinct, and full of passion. All in all, a small part of his brain surmised, it was just like her.

"That's why, you're going to be mine, Harry. And I will be yours, for all eternity..." Evangeline said seductively with an equally seductive smirk.

And with that, she left the room swaying her hips seductively, leaving a thoroughly confused Harry behind her. Though he was greatly enjoying watching her sway her arse when she leaving.

Evangeline's castle, Evangeline's room, 5 minutes later

'Now I did it, there's no going back.' she thought, as she gazed upon the artificial sky. It was so damn simple all that time...And yet I've never felt so scared in all my life!

In the confines of her room, the Dark Evangel, the Maga Nosferatu, Evangeline A.K McDowell, let out a very un-Evangelinesque squeal, before composing herself. After all, she may have more or less confessed to her disciple, but she wasn't going to let some stupid hormones destroy her image!

Evangeline's castle, two months later

To say that it had been awkward to begin a relationship, both for Harry and Evangeline, would be an understatement. For Evangeline, it was because it was the first time she had a real relationship with someone of the opposite gender, and she had no clue about what she should do, so she did what she knew best: she teased her new boyfriend. For Harry, it was a matter of having an upbringing that made him think of himself as worthless, and even now, years after being under Evangeline's care, the remnants were still there. That, and it felt a little awkward for him to date a woman several centuries his senior, who either had the body of a ten-years old, or, if she used the magic aging pills, the body of a seductress who wasn't really shy on showing him things that would make most males drool.

That, and now he had two other girls to worry about. Evangeline had been forced to accept more or less to share her boyfriend with her two familiars, if only to keep them in line and have them help do the chores around the house. So it wasn't unusual for Harry to wake up in the morning surrounded by two girls, Evangeline and Leone snuggling him, and to find Blair wearing nothing but a black apron that barely covered anything and making them breakfast. Evangeline also made clear that none of them and any possible girls will have sex with Harry until he was 15 years old normal time, and she will be Harry's first and she will take his virginity on his birthday. While Blair and Leone weren't exactly happy about that they decided to let it go. Though that that didn't mean they couldn't tease the hell out of him.

On another note, he was now powerful enough for Evangeline to have a good time fighting him, even if in the end, she was still stronger and had more experience. She had gone so far as to say that he may deserve a vacation outside the castle and in the real world, since she had kept him there ever since he had been healed from the treatment the Dursleys had given him, stating that if he really wanted to become stronger, losing a few years of his life wasn't a big deal.