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Warnings: Slash.

Chapter 11 – Poking a Sleeping Dragon

Lucifer had never felt as out of it as he did at that moment. He could feel just how terrified Harry felt, and it was driving him absolutely insane.

He didn't know who had dared to try to hurt his Harry, but whoever it was would suffer for it – he would make sure of it.

He followed the pull towards his wizard, landing on a nice, little neighborhood. He hated it on sight, this inconspicuous neighborhood had somehow put his little one in danger.

He would smite the place as soon as he and Harry were back home.

Lucifer followed Harry's pull towards a small school, only to freeze in place when he saw Harry coming out of the school, a huge smile on his lips.

"Harry," he whispered, catching Harry's attention immediately.

"Lucifer!" Harry's grin stretched even wider, and in a heartbeat he had a happy little wizard in his arms.

"Harry." Lucifer sighed, his arms wrapping around his lover. "Are you alright?"

Harry pulled away slight, frowning up at him.

"I'm fine, more than fine actually. I love this school, I think Teddy will love it too." Harry's eyes locked with his. "What is it? Why do you feel so scared?"

"I felt you. You felt terrified, Harry." Lucifer closed his eyes and winced. "I still feel you. You're terrified, begging for help."

"I'm right here, love. I'm fine."

Lucifer grunted, his arms tightening around Harry.

"You're not. There's something wrong. Really wrong."

"Lucifer." Lucifer opened his eyes and locked at Harry. "You say you can feel me?" Lucifer nodded. "Then follow that pull. Not the one leading to me, but the one tat is making you feel as you are."

"What about you?"

"I'll be fine. I'll apparate right home, and I'll have Gabriel there to help me if something does happen. Go."

Lucifer didn't want to go. He didn't want to leave Harry when he felt like he was about to lose him. But the horror coming from the pull was becoming unbearable, and just thinking about what Harry that wasn't the Harry in his arms could be facing was enough to make him move.

He kissed Harry, devouring the lips he was afraid he would never taste again, and with a flutter of wings he was gone.

He followed to pull through space, through time, and he ended up in a dark forest.

He looked around, trying to locate Harry, only for his eyes to widen in surprise.

Dear Father, he remembered this!

His lovely, innocent, little Harry fighting for his soul against those damned rogue reapers.

He could see the Harry on the shore of the lake, moments away from losing his soul, and the Harry in the forest, looking horrified and lifting his wand to cast a Patronus.

Dear Father, he wanted to help. He wanted to do something, anything, to punish those damned rogues. How dared they try to harm Harry's soul? How dared they try and send Harry's soul to Hell? If there was anyone on Earth who deserved Paradise it was Harry.

'I created a Patronus! At first I thought that it had been my dad, but then when we went back in time to save Sirius I knew it was me. I... I think you're my Patronus. It's just... I couldn't really see it but it was huge. It was so bright, almost blinding, and as tall as a giant. I could barely see the outline of six enormous wings. I... I know it's childish... but I think it was you. I know I could be mistaken. I never saw an angel so how could I know, right? But... It's just a feeling, you know? Besides, magic is sentient. Magic must know what you mean to me so it found a way to give me a little bit of you.'

Those sweet words, spoken so long ago, floated to the forefront of his mind.

Could it be?

Was it possible?

"Father, please..."

A warm, encouraging feeling enveloped him, and he laughed.

He had always known that his Harry was special.

Without a second thought he left his body, exposing his angelic self just as Harry cast the Patronus. He focused on the spell, that was already quite strong, and let his Grace meld with it, giving himself to be used as a shield.

He took form, and stood protectively in front of Harry. His wings stretched out, disintegrating the rouge reapers they came in contact with.

He spread his Grace, a warning to those still hovering far too close to Harry, and the rouges dispersed.

He watched on for a moment longer, making sure that none of them came back, and then turned towards the still conscious Harry.

He knelt before the young boy, marveling at just how adorable his Harry locked. Slowly, almost afraid, he caressed the soft cheek with one of his fingers.

Before he could do anything else, he felt Hermione approaching and left himself dissipate, flowing back into his body. He did not want to cause Harry's friend any harm.

Part of him felt slightly disappointed that he hadn't been able to even speak with Harry, but maybe it was for the best. After all, if Harry's Patronus had spoken with him Lucifer was sure that Harry would have told him.

As soon as he was safely inside his body he looked once again towards Harry.

He stayed in the past long enough to make sure that Harry made it out of it safely and then he went back towards his Harry.

Yes, his Harry.

Even though he loved this young Harry with all his being, and would happily do anything for him, his Harry was the one waiting back at home. With little Teddy, their son, and his brother Gabriel.

That was where he belonged.

That was where he longed to be.

As he fluttered away, a dangerous smirk spread on his lips.

It had been a really long time since he had spent time with his brother. Maybe Gabriel would be interested in hunting.

There were a few rouge reapers that needed to be made aware of the consequences of endangering his love, and he was sure that Gabriel would be happy to help him.

A.N.: I'm still having troubles with the laptop. So it' another short chapter just to make sure that I don't lose anything :/ I'm sorry about this, I really am. Hopefully I'll have my laptop back soon.

I didn't even have time to read this chapter over, so I'm truly sorry for any errors in it. I promise to go over them once I have my laptop back.

Lifesbrokenmarionette: your review was received and much appreciated. I'm sorry this chapter will be another short one. but I'm thankful that you understand and still enjoy the story.

This goes for all of you. Thank you for understanding and sticking with the story.