Disclaimer: None but Cara and the other OC's are mine.
Thanks to:
Jenna: Hehe, makes them seem rather sexy huh lol. No, no I didn't write the poem but it's gorgeous don't you think. I'm glad you like my writing, It's the only style I know (grin).
Redmeadow: You're not the only one! I'd be reading book five and be thinking "You can't hit a book you daft sod!" As for marriage and kids...maybe, maybe not.
Arigazi: Umbridge, grrr what a self-centred bitch! I'm glad you enjoy reading my stuff, I like writing it. As for the pictures a friend of mine said about putting it up in one of their forums, so if I can get it to her I'll give you the link when it's up! Woohoo!
Cardinal: (Grabs Pitchfork) Lead the way my dear.
Blank: Exactly and here you go.
Elrohir Lover: (Cringes) I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lose you your money, but hey to your friend lol. Cara Potter...there's definitely a ring to it isn't there.
Nemati: AH I was having a field day with that chapter, Umbridge bashing is a satisfying past time! Aye, the Auror/ werewolf dilemma may occur here and there but it hopefully won't be to hindering for our two boys. And aye again, I felt who else to come in and address the subject then wonder-whore her self.
Lyrics from Norah Jones "Sunrise"
~*~
Chapter 6 – Power and Changes
A steady bass beat filtered around the room as a piano played over the top. An acoustic guitar accompanied by a banjolin and slit drum gave the song more foot-tapping energy as Cara unpacked the last remaining boxes, bobbing his head with the tune and moving his hips very slightly.
"Sunrise Sunrise
Looks like morning in your eyes
But the clock held 9:15 for hours
Sunrise sunrise
Couldn't tempt us if it tried
Cuz the afternoon's already come and gone."
The blonde sang softly along with the slightly husky female voice, not hearing it when the door opened and closed again.
"And I said Oooo, oooo, oooo to you
Surprise surprise
Couldn't find it in your eyes."
Harry smirked as he watched Cara stand from his crouched position, still wiggling his hips a little to the music and placed the little nick-knack's they had gathered over the years on the coffee table.
He walked quietly over, creeping up behind the singing man before blowing on the back of his neck making the blonde yelp in surprise and turn around, candle raised as a weapon.
"Harry!" the werewolf cried as he smiled and hugged the chuckling male.
"I didn't hear you come in."
"Well you were singing and shaking your thing so..." Harry laughed out right when a mortified look crossed the blonde's features.
"Oh Merlin." He said as he buried his face in the animagi's neck, "Ooo How'd your interview go?"
Taking his lover's hand in his Harry lead him to their balcony where they sat in their newly required favourite spot legs dangling and led back.
"It was touch and go for a moment..."
Cara clasped Harry's hand a little tighter in anxiety.
"...But even with the rather hideous comments from Dolores fucking Umbridge I managed to get the job."
Blanching a little at Harry's language the blonde then smiled and hugged his mate tightly.
"That's wonderful, now I just have to get a job."
"How is that going love? Did the Ministry answer your application?" Slipping his legs back from the bars Harry rolled over so that he had his legs curled under his leaning body, holding himself up on one arm whilst Cara lay between the gap between his body and arm. The blonde shook his head.
"No, and I'm not really getting my hopes up either. There is a magick shop in Bath though looking for a sales assistant. It's near an apparition site so it wouldn't be a bother."
Kissing his boyfriend lightly Harry grinned.
"If it's what you're looking for go for it."
Cara ran a hand up his mate's arm lovingly as he smiled at the beautiful face above him.
"I think I will, it WAS gorgeous there and we could get a lot of supplies on discount."
"Good. But don't stop chasing your dream Cara, keep bugging the Ministry...you'll get there, I believe in it."
The blonde felt his heart give a happy thud against his chest at Harry's words as he toppled them both by lunging at his mate to kiss him passionately.
~*~
Cara sat cross-legged on the double bed in the couples room, sipping on a cup of herbal tea added to help meditation. The scent of Lavender incense filled the room as the tea gave off the aroma of Mugwort, Rose and Angelica Gotu Kola. Harry had researched various things to help improve Cara's transformations besides the Wolfsbane potion and had found that every day meditation helped a great deal, and yoga was good for the aching limbs before & after the change.
Placing the cup to one side he then rested his hands on his knees as he closed his eyes, listening as he inhaled and exhaled deeply.
His conscious slipped throughout his body like a snake inspecting all the throbs and aches within his muscles, the slow tears he felt throughout the day of the Full Moon.
Using his wizarding magick he began casting silent healing charms over the damaged tissue, easing the pain a little but he found himself draining a little as he began to burn out his power.
Harry walked in at this point, knowing from the past transformations that Cara was magickally weak round about now and sitting cross-legged facing his lover he slipped his fingers to interlock the werewolf's. Raising their hands so they were palm to palm the animagi closed his eyes as he concentrated some of the wild power that coursed through his veins into the tired body of his mate.
They sat like that until early evening when Cara was forced to pull away from the intimate connection to drink the potion that Snape had sent over.
~*~
He quivered slightly on the sofa as Harry pulled the curtain to. The candle's were burning lower and lower as the moon began to rise. His mate had put silencing charms on the walls, floor and ceiling as he began to feel the tearing sensation of his body changing, his bones breaking and fixing themselves into a more lupine form.
He doesn't scream anymore as Harry strokes his forming body reassuringly, whispering his love of the werewolf gently into the blonde's ear.
The white wolf, the one he'd come to call Caerleon, nuzzled him as his lupine form whined sweetly at its mate. 'Goddess I love him' he thought as he wagged his tail happily at his love, his mate, his very life...
~*~
Cara's body still ached very slightly as he walked through the shop entrance but the kindly old woman behind the counter, Bethany her name, smiled sympathetically at him. When he had gone for the interview he had told her of his condition to find her very understanding. Apparently she'd known a friend who too had been a werewolf but they had lost touch over the years. He had been shocked, as it seemed that there was a larger number of accepting people out there then he thought.
He smiled as the different scents of various herbs filled his nose and the soft music of Celtic harps filed the air.
He went straight to work, stacking shelves with new books, scanning a few as he did so and re-stocking the oils shelves when they became low.
"So how long have you been a Wiccan then?" Bethany asked as she finished ringing up a teenagers purchases.
"Er...Since I was a kid really, I was born into it." He replied as he tidied up the books.
Seemingly satisfied the old woman turned back to help a customer. He carried on about his way when he heard two middle-aged women whispering to one another.
"...Oh yes indeed, apparently they're trying to follow in the way of the...the, oh dear I can't bring myself to say it."
"The way of the Death Eaters?"
Cara dropped the book he was holding as it landed with a soft thunk in shock. He crouched lower to pick it up as he strained to hear more.
"Yes, yes they seem to think that they had the right idea, That the Order of the Phoenix and the Boy Who Lived are holding back the evolution of the Wizarding world."
"Well that's just daft."
"Yes I know but you know what these Pure bloods can get like, It's probably nothing."
The two women left still whispering and Cara watched them leave, a feeling of dread building up in his stomach as a flash of his recent dreams crossed his mind's eye.
~*~
Harry looked around the cubicle as Kingsley leaned over the side of it smirking at him.
"This is all yours now, spared no expense." He joked as the younger man turned to him with a wink.
"Is a dart board with Umbridge's face on it prohibited?" He asked as the taller man chuckled in his deep voice before giving a sharp whistle.
"Oi! Frank, show Harry your board."
Harry couldn't see the man but suddenly two hands appeared three cubicles down holding up a worn dartboard with the toad-like woman's face attached to it. A ball of paper whizzed past Harry's ear from the cubicle behind him and it hit the picture squarely in the centre, extracting a cheer from the Auror's.
"Feel free to use Frank's." Kingsley chuckled as he clipped the animagi's shoulder. Smiling Harry sat in the chair and set his box of stationary on his desk. He pulled out a picture of himself and Cara hugging, sticking it to his wall as he smiled gently at it.
Life was good.
~*~
AN I should start marketing those boards.
Thanks to:
Jenna: Hehe, makes them seem rather sexy huh lol. No, no I didn't write the poem but it's gorgeous don't you think. I'm glad you like my writing, It's the only style I know (grin).
Redmeadow: You're not the only one! I'd be reading book five and be thinking "You can't hit a book you daft sod!" As for marriage and kids...maybe, maybe not.
Arigazi: Umbridge, grrr what a self-centred bitch! I'm glad you enjoy reading my stuff, I like writing it. As for the pictures a friend of mine said about putting it up in one of their forums, so if I can get it to her I'll give you the link when it's up! Woohoo!
Cardinal: (Grabs Pitchfork) Lead the way my dear.
Blank: Exactly and here you go.
Elrohir Lover: (Cringes) I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lose you your money, but hey to your friend lol. Cara Potter...there's definitely a ring to it isn't there.
Nemati: AH I was having a field day with that chapter, Umbridge bashing is a satisfying past time! Aye, the Auror/ werewolf dilemma may occur here and there but it hopefully won't be to hindering for our two boys. And aye again, I felt who else to come in and address the subject then wonder-whore her self.
Lyrics from Norah Jones "Sunrise"
~*~
Chapter 6 – Power and Changes
A steady bass beat filtered around the room as a piano played over the top. An acoustic guitar accompanied by a banjolin and slit drum gave the song more foot-tapping energy as Cara unpacked the last remaining boxes, bobbing his head with the tune and moving his hips very slightly.
"Sunrise Sunrise
Looks like morning in your eyes
But the clock held 9:15 for hours
Sunrise sunrise
Couldn't tempt us if it tried
Cuz the afternoon's already come and gone."
The blonde sang softly along with the slightly husky female voice, not hearing it when the door opened and closed again.
"And I said Oooo, oooo, oooo to you
Surprise surprise
Couldn't find it in your eyes."
Harry smirked as he watched Cara stand from his crouched position, still wiggling his hips a little to the music and placed the little nick-knack's they had gathered over the years on the coffee table.
He walked quietly over, creeping up behind the singing man before blowing on the back of his neck making the blonde yelp in surprise and turn around, candle raised as a weapon.
"Harry!" the werewolf cried as he smiled and hugged the chuckling male.
"I didn't hear you come in."
"Well you were singing and shaking your thing so..." Harry laughed out right when a mortified look crossed the blonde's features.
"Oh Merlin." He said as he buried his face in the animagi's neck, "Ooo How'd your interview go?"
Taking his lover's hand in his Harry lead him to their balcony where they sat in their newly required favourite spot legs dangling and led back.
"It was touch and go for a moment..."
Cara clasped Harry's hand a little tighter in anxiety.
"...But even with the rather hideous comments from Dolores fucking Umbridge I managed to get the job."
Blanching a little at Harry's language the blonde then smiled and hugged his mate tightly.
"That's wonderful, now I just have to get a job."
"How is that going love? Did the Ministry answer your application?" Slipping his legs back from the bars Harry rolled over so that he had his legs curled under his leaning body, holding himself up on one arm whilst Cara lay between the gap between his body and arm. The blonde shook his head.
"No, and I'm not really getting my hopes up either. There is a magick shop in Bath though looking for a sales assistant. It's near an apparition site so it wouldn't be a bother."
Kissing his boyfriend lightly Harry grinned.
"If it's what you're looking for go for it."
Cara ran a hand up his mate's arm lovingly as he smiled at the beautiful face above him.
"I think I will, it WAS gorgeous there and we could get a lot of supplies on discount."
"Good. But don't stop chasing your dream Cara, keep bugging the Ministry...you'll get there, I believe in it."
The blonde felt his heart give a happy thud against his chest at Harry's words as he toppled them both by lunging at his mate to kiss him passionately.
~*~
Cara sat cross-legged on the double bed in the couples room, sipping on a cup of herbal tea added to help meditation. The scent of Lavender incense filled the room as the tea gave off the aroma of Mugwort, Rose and Angelica Gotu Kola. Harry had researched various things to help improve Cara's transformations besides the Wolfsbane potion and had found that every day meditation helped a great deal, and yoga was good for the aching limbs before & after the change.
Placing the cup to one side he then rested his hands on his knees as he closed his eyes, listening as he inhaled and exhaled deeply.
His conscious slipped throughout his body like a snake inspecting all the throbs and aches within his muscles, the slow tears he felt throughout the day of the Full Moon.
Using his wizarding magick he began casting silent healing charms over the damaged tissue, easing the pain a little but he found himself draining a little as he began to burn out his power.
Harry walked in at this point, knowing from the past transformations that Cara was magickally weak round about now and sitting cross-legged facing his lover he slipped his fingers to interlock the werewolf's. Raising their hands so they were palm to palm the animagi closed his eyes as he concentrated some of the wild power that coursed through his veins into the tired body of his mate.
They sat like that until early evening when Cara was forced to pull away from the intimate connection to drink the potion that Snape had sent over.
~*~
He quivered slightly on the sofa as Harry pulled the curtain to. The candle's were burning lower and lower as the moon began to rise. His mate had put silencing charms on the walls, floor and ceiling as he began to feel the tearing sensation of his body changing, his bones breaking and fixing themselves into a more lupine form.
He doesn't scream anymore as Harry strokes his forming body reassuringly, whispering his love of the werewolf gently into the blonde's ear.
The white wolf, the one he'd come to call Caerleon, nuzzled him as his lupine form whined sweetly at its mate. 'Goddess I love him' he thought as he wagged his tail happily at his love, his mate, his very life...
~*~
Cara's body still ached very slightly as he walked through the shop entrance but the kindly old woman behind the counter, Bethany her name, smiled sympathetically at him. When he had gone for the interview he had told her of his condition to find her very understanding. Apparently she'd known a friend who too had been a werewolf but they had lost touch over the years. He had been shocked, as it seemed that there was a larger number of accepting people out there then he thought.
He smiled as the different scents of various herbs filled his nose and the soft music of Celtic harps filed the air.
He went straight to work, stacking shelves with new books, scanning a few as he did so and re-stocking the oils shelves when they became low.
"So how long have you been a Wiccan then?" Bethany asked as she finished ringing up a teenagers purchases.
"Er...Since I was a kid really, I was born into it." He replied as he tidied up the books.
Seemingly satisfied the old woman turned back to help a customer. He carried on about his way when he heard two middle-aged women whispering to one another.
"...Oh yes indeed, apparently they're trying to follow in the way of the...the, oh dear I can't bring myself to say it."
"The way of the Death Eaters?"
Cara dropped the book he was holding as it landed with a soft thunk in shock. He crouched lower to pick it up as he strained to hear more.
"Yes, yes they seem to think that they had the right idea, That the Order of the Phoenix and the Boy Who Lived are holding back the evolution of the Wizarding world."
"Well that's just daft."
"Yes I know but you know what these Pure bloods can get like, It's probably nothing."
The two women left still whispering and Cara watched them leave, a feeling of dread building up in his stomach as a flash of his recent dreams crossed his mind's eye.
~*~
Harry looked around the cubicle as Kingsley leaned over the side of it smirking at him.
"This is all yours now, spared no expense." He joked as the younger man turned to him with a wink.
"Is a dart board with Umbridge's face on it prohibited?" He asked as the taller man chuckled in his deep voice before giving a sharp whistle.
"Oi! Frank, show Harry your board."
Harry couldn't see the man but suddenly two hands appeared three cubicles down holding up a worn dartboard with the toad-like woman's face attached to it. A ball of paper whizzed past Harry's ear from the cubicle behind him and it hit the picture squarely in the centre, extracting a cheer from the Auror's.
"Feel free to use Frank's." Kingsley chuckled as he clipped the animagi's shoulder. Smiling Harry sat in the chair and set his box of stationary on his desk. He pulled out a picture of himself and Cara hugging, sticking it to his wall as he smiled gently at it.
Life was good.
~*~
AN I should start marketing those boards.