Title: Opacre
Author: Shades
Rating: PG – 13 with maybe some R
Summary: Harry Potter had no friends until Hogwarts…or so he thought. Darkness engulfs Harry at age 5…but not evil. This is the past, and of a secret Harry held close without knowing it…SLASH
Disclaimers: Do I need to tell you that I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters? I do? Well, it belongs to J.K. Rowling, a wonderful author. I only own Lest Opacre, his family, and anything related to him. The rest belong to her.
Author's Notes: This will be slash. Between two boys. Not the shagging kind, all sex but feeling. Harry will be 10 when feelings of that sort come around, but nothing before that. NO NO NO! No pedophile!! No shagging in this story! Clear? No flames against that, OK? Flames against plot maybe but none of pedophile because I don't endorse that, constructive criticism and reviews welcome.
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Chapter 18
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"Are you sure they won't wake up?" Harry asked nervously as Lest came down from altering the Dursleys' minds. "I mean, they won't figure out something's different?"
Lest sighed patiently but Harry could see the offended look in his eyes. "For the last time Qye," the vampire said through gritted teeth, "They won't remember me doing anything to them. All they know is to leave you alone for 24 hours and when that's done, they won't remember doing so." He glared at the worried boy. "Have some faith in me will you? I'm not about to mess on something this big."
"Want to bet?" Harry muttered as he watched the older boy search through his pockets for their means of transportation. He smiled sweetly when the blond gave him a dirty look and sighed when Lest found the opal.
"I really, really hate traveling this way," Harry growled, scowling at the opal. "Are you sure there isn't another way?" Lest just looked amusedly at him and he sighed. "Fine," he grumbled. "Let's get this over with." He put a finger on the at the same time as Lest and muttered, just before he got the tug behind his navel, "Next time, let's walk those 9,750 km, shall we?" Lest's laugh was the last thing he heard before the Dursleys home disappeared in a swirl of color.
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"QYE!" Myn squealed joyfully as she rushed to him as he and Lest walked in through the door. She picked him up, ignoring his protests, and swung him around gleefully.
"Lest! Help!" he yelled as he hung on to Myn as she swung him around in circles. "Get your mad sister off me!"
Myn giggled and put him down before Lest could move. She smiled sweetly down at Harry and said happily, "I'm going to be your big sis after this night is done Qye-doll!" Harry groaned and looked at an amused Lest.
"You know, I'm beginning to reconsider my decision," he said mock-mournfully to the grinning vampire boy. He returned the grin at Myn's indignant squeal.
"Ooh, for that I'm dressing you up in pink Qye!" Myn said huffily and scooped him up again. Harry yelped and struggled down to get out of her embrace. He sent a pleading look to Lest but the blond boy just smiled innocently and followed his sister with his hands in his pockets.
As Myn plunked him down on one of her dressing chairs, he tried to escape but she held him down firmly, singing a nonsense song as she tied him to the chair using pink and green ribbons. Harry glowered at Lest as he walked casually into the room, locking the door behind him and settling himself down, cross-legged, on his sister's bed.
"I'll kill you if she makes me look like an idiot," Harry growled at the grinning vampire while Myn sang as she looked for clothes and make-up.
"She begged to dress you up for the Blood Commitment," Lest snickered, his blue eyes dancing with laughter. "Who am I to disobey my older sister?"
Harry glared at Lest for a moment longer than sighed and slumped in his chair. "So I'm going to wear a dress and ribbons to what?" he asked grumpily, watching Myn dance around her room happily in her search.
Lest laughed. "She wanted to but I got Mother on my side so rest assured, you won't be wearing a dress." His grin widened. "Now a skirt…" He laughed again when Harry threw him a horrified look. "I'm only joking. She promised she would make you decent-looking in front of the rest of the guests."
Harry stared. "Guests?" he repeated blankly. "What guests?"
Lest just smiled and laid down on his side, propping up his head on his head. "Myn," he said in a singsong voice, causing Harry to shudder in disgust. "Myn, sister of mine, tell dear Qye here what a Blood Commitment is."
Myn popped up beside Harry, causing him to jump in the chair. Her arms were laden with different types of clothes and paints. He eyed both her and the things in her arms with an uneasy look.
"Aw, Lestie, haven't you told Qye-doll what it is?" Myn mock-scolded her younger brother while putting the things down. "Maybe I need to dress you up too." Harry smirked when he saw the other boy eye the door out of Myn's room with consideration.
"Well Qye, soon to be brother of mine," Myn said as she began to sort out the clothes into different outfits which – to his immense relief – didn't look too bad, "a Blood Commitment – my god, what a mouthful, I really think we should give it a shorter name and alright Lest! I'll finish the explanation though I don't know why – okay, okay! Put down my bear! Anyway it's the ceremony where a vampire bonds with its mate. The head of the vampire's family performs the rites and the vampire and mate share blood to complete the magic of the rites. That's basically all it is, the acceptance of the mate into the family of the vampire. Of course, the higher the family is in rank, the more elaborate the ceremony. Since Lestie here is the only son of the head of the Opacre family not to mention – what Lest? Oh, I see. Never mind that, Qye, not important. Anyway, it just means that a lot of prestigious families are going to come here to see the ceremony. Dark red or green Qye-doll?"
"Green," Harry said dazedly, still unused to Myn's rapid form of speech. He managed to catch the slip-ups of Myn though and while she tossed away the red outfits and fretted over the dark green ones, he eyed Lest who was looking flatly back at him. 'What are you hiding from me Lest?' he mused silently. 'And why?' The vampire boy broke his gaze, causing Harry to blink, and picked up a magazine from the floor, idly flipping through it. Harry continued to look at him though.
"AHA!" Myn shouted triumphantly holding up an outfit. Harry gave Lest one last considering look before turning to look at Myn. And blinked.
The outfit consisted of shiny, dark and loose dress pants with a vest that seemed to be made up of the same material with dark green embroidery of stars and crescent moons. The shirt was an extremely nice forest green color and the material appeared to be silk, the cuffs of the shirt looking like they would be longer than his hands. Harry took a look at the dark green leather boots and hoped they were broken in or his feet would be killing him by the end of the night. Overall, Harry thought that the outfit was possibly one of the only good ones that Myn tried to put him in.
Harry hoped it wouldn't make him look like a ponce.
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"I knew it was perfect!" Myn squealed after Harry stepped out of her bathroom to show off his outfit. "The black does wonders for your skin and the green makes your eyes show up! Now for make up…"
"Absolutely not Myn," Lest said flatly, who was refusing to look at Harry. When he had stepped out of the bathroom, Harry saw Lest staring at him with an odd look on his face. When he caught the vampire's eyes, the older boy seemed to be uncomfortable and shot his sister a withering look before staring down at the floor. It confused Harry.
'Am I that bad looking?' Harry wondered, looking down at himself while the brother and sister vampires argued. 'Odd, I thought it was a good outfit. A little expensive, sure, but nice. Maybe he doesn't like green…'
Harry looked up and saw both of them still arguing. He rolled his eyes and plopped himself down on the carpet. "So, who's going to laugh at my outfit?" he asked loudly. The vampires gave a start and turned to look at him, blinking in confusion. He grinned and rolled his eyes again. "In simple words, who's coming to this ceremony?"
"Why didn't you just say that?" Lest muttered, and threw himself onto Myn's bed again. Harry just smiled sweetly at him and the vampire boy rolled his eyes. He held up a hand and began holding fingers as he ticked off names. "The Latvians, who are long time supporters of the Opacre family; the Taines, who are cousins of ours - I think – from the Americas; Jeaneyls, who represent the lower ranks of the vampire families in Europe; the Hastais, who represent the middle class of the families; the Zabars, from the Latin countries I think, who are old time allies of ours…"
"Don't forget the Dazains," Myn said from her chair, where she was applying some rogue. Harry blinked when Lest jerked up into a sitting position, his blue eyes widening in shock and anger.
"What the hell do you mean the Dazains are coming to the ceremony?" the blond vampire barked. "Who gave them permission?"
"Father," Myn replied calmly, peering into her lipstick case. "You know he's been trying to settle this for a while now and he hopes this ceremony might be an opportunity to calm the Dazains about the so-called favoritism we seem to have," she sniffed.
Harry raised an eyebrow as he watched the older boy fume silently on Myn's bed and Myn look contemptuous. "Who are the Dazains?" he inquired.
Lest opened his mouth, obviously meaning to not tell him but Myn beat him to it.
"The Dazains are old rivals – or rather, archenemies – of the Opacres," she replied swiftly. Lest threw her a dirty and angry look but she merely raised an eyebrow at him. He scowled and laid back down on her bed, obviously not pleased about something. Harry watched the exchange with confusion but before he could ask anything, Myn continued with her explanation.
"The Dazains and Opacres lead very different lifestyles, which has caused a lot of the fights between are families. They prefer to be more open about being vampires, not caring about exposure even though it's against the law." She grimaced. "I really do try not to be biased against them but the things they do irritate me a lot. It's just not our family's way to do what they do." She sighed and began to put away her makeup. "I'm afraid of what will happen if we don't settle this fighting."
"We'll put them into place," Lest snorted, looking at the ceiling. Myn and Harry shared a rolling of eyes. Lest turned his eyes to them, glaring. "I saw that." They both just smiled at him, causing Lest to growl. "You two are going to make my life hell."
"We don't already?" Harry asked in a mock-shocked voice. He shared a defeated look with Myn. "We've failed in our mission to make him miserable." Lest picked up a pillow and threw it at Harry, who laughed and caught it.
"Now, now Lest," Myn said amusedly as she stood up and walked to her wardrobe. "That's no way to treat your soon to be mate."
Lest caught the pillow as Harry threw it back to him and shot a wry look to his sister. "You would do the same thing if you had him for a mate." Lest through the pillow back at Harry, managing to catch him in the face.
Harry stuck out his tongue at Lest before a question popped into his head. "Hey Myn," he asked curiously as he feinted a throw at Lest, "why don't you have a mate?" Lest put down his arms that he had lifted to shield his face and Harry threw the pillow, smacking him straight in the face, causing the teenager to yelp.
"Because I don't want," Myn responded idly. "They're too much work and I like being a free girl."
"Let's not forget the fact that no sane male would want to be her mate," Lest muttered as he threw the pillow back at Harry, who used another pillow to whack it back. The pillow hit Lest straight on and he spluttered. The vampire picked up the pillow, obviously intending to through it back but two pillows that were lying innocently on the floor shot up and hit him consecutively in the face, causing him to drop the other pillow, which flew up and began to pummel him with the other two. Harry laughed while Lest tried to fight off the onslaught of the pillows.
"Alright, alright!" Lest shouted after a minute of attempting to fend off the pillows. "I give up! I'm sorry Myn! Mercy!" Harry kept laughing, even after the pillows dropped and the vampire glowered at him.
"Some friend you are," Lest muttered, getting off the bed and brushing himself off. "Don't even protect me from pillows, honestly…"
"Aww," Harry teased from the ground, in between laughs. "Did the vampy wampy get bwuised? Does the big bad vampire need help from a kid?" Lest snarled and lunged for him but he evaded him and hid behind a smiling Myn…
…who moved from in between him and Lest.
"Sorry Qye-doll," Myn said cheerfully, as Harry tried to hide from the annoyed vampire. "I need to change so off you go."
Harry stuck out his tongue but eeped when Lest lunged for him again. He grinned at Myn, then shot out of her room and ran for the library, Lest running after him and shouting death threats.
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AN: --; Good god, I guess my last chapter needed a balancer. *sighs unhappily* This chapter wasn't much, just kind of a transition and filler I guess. Oh well, keep reading!
(Harry) *hugs Myn* Thank you!
(Myn) *beams* Welcome dollie! I think Lestie liked the dress-up too!
(Lest) *mutters* Evil, sadistic hag…
(Myn) *sticks out tongue* Dracie liked it too. *points to appreciative look of Draco*
(Lest) *snarls and lunges to Draco* EYES OFF!!
(Draco) *blinks, then fights back for interruption of Harry-watching*
(Shades) *smacks forehead* Oi vey…