Disclaimer: Only Cara
Thanks to:
Arigazi: Ah the 'Jump over the broom' thing is always performed in a Wiccan Handfasting. It represents that the couple is now married or trysted together. And aye, dagger bad but like you said I've made a promise to you.
Jenna: Lol you're all (well...some are) worried about Cara aren't you. I can't really say much without revealing too much but don't worry, Cara will be ok. And tell me about it, nice pictures they would be lol.
Hp-Azn: Lmao, just a tad. I will not kill Cara, sorry to disappoint but it wouldn't fit in to what I have planned.
AN: We're going on an assumption here that Harry and Cara's Honeymoon is almost over and the rest of the Order has been back at work for almost a fortnight. Plus recently my scene barriers haven't been propping up so you'll get in the brackets where they are (Sigh).
Chapter 30 – Cut short
(England)
"They tried attacking Kingsley!" Tonks gasped as she skidded to a halt in Grimmauld kitchen. Remus, Dumbledore and the two senior Weasleys looked up at the Pink-haired witch in shock.
"By Merlin, is he ok?" Remus said as he stood offering his vacant seat to the trembling woman.
"He's fine, fought them all off but he's just gone to St Mungo's. I think they broke his arm but otherwise he fought them off." She said quietly as though convincing herself more then anyone else. Dumbledore stood and after patting her shoulder reassuringly he stood straight once more.
"I'm going to go visit him, Remus call the rest of the Order together."
With a swirl of his cloak he disappeared as the werewolf gathered up the pot of Floo powder...he had a lot of people to call. Where was Harry when you needed him?
(Malta)
"Bloody hell, get that fan on. I'm roasting here!" Harry gasped as he unlocked his and Cara's hotel room. They practically dragged themselves in as the Malta sun was felt even in the confides of the room.
Cara went and opened a balcony door where he was met with blaring sunshine and the laughter of kids in the pools downstairs. He threw their damp towels over to hang on the banister as he walked back into the room and it was here that he found Harry comically collapsed on the floor.
Chuckling as he neared the panting man he knelt down to straddle his husband's hips. Smirking, the animagi opened his eyes and his hands flew up to grasp the slender waist of his mate. With the last of his energy he could muster he flipped them over.
"There's something about this country that's made you very...turned on." He purred as he leant down to nibble at a sweet juncture on the blonde's neck, extracting a moan as he did so.
"What can I say? That tan looks very fetching on you." Cara returned as he arched his neck back to give the darker man better access. Harry hummed against the nice red mark he'd made now making the man shiver.
"So do you love. Even the Greek God's pale in comparison to you." The werewolf raked his hands down the animagi's back and they were just getting into it when a curious whistle of a bird came from behind them.
Turning around as he was still straddled over his lover Harry smirked when he spotted Fawkes the phoenix sitting perched on the balcony, his head cocked as he tried to work out what the humans were doing.
"'Lo Fawkes." He said as he stood off of his mate and made his way to the bird. He let the bird hop up onto his shoulder as he extracted a letter from its elegant leg. After reading it he nodded once at the bird who set off then back to England in a burst of flames.
Cara came up behind his husband and slipped his arms around the smooth skin of Harry's waist, planting a kiss on the naked shoulder. The animagi's arms covered his own as he rubbed over the blonde's forearms.
"What was that about?" The werewolf asked against Harry's neck as the other man sighed.
"The Death Eater's attacked Kingsley and it looks like that battle that's been brewing is finally spilling over." Harry leant his head back to rest it on Cara's shoulder but the werewolf didn't look too distraught.
"I figured as much. To be honest with you I'm surprised we got such a long run...I thought we'd be pulled out of our escape LONG before this." He chuckled as he placed another kiss on the warm skin of his mate. Harry turned in his arms so they both now rested their hands on the small of the other's back.
"Not upset?" He asked and Cara kissed him lightly.
"Not upset," He reassured him.
(England)
Dumbledore came back through the doors of Grimmauld place some time around midnight with a heavy sigh on his lips. Walking into the kitchen he found a great deal of the Order there as they chatted quietly amongst themselves.
Clearing his throat they all looked over at him as he sat down in the chair at the foot of the table.
"The new battle has begun. Turns out they are tired of waiting and are now going to lure us out. Kingsley is resting quite comfortable with Auror security watching him but I fear that these people will use other methods to draw us out...like harming innocents."
A murmur of commotion went round the room but most people looked as though they accepted this, they knew it was coming.
"The Order it would seem is to fight once more. I have already called Harry and Cara back," Remus was about to protest at the prospect of his cubs' honeymoon being interrupted but Dumbledore simply held up a hand, "Harry is our most powerful fighter Remus old friend. He is very much needed here. Besides, you know he'd be upset to know he missed out on the action."
Light chuckles went round the room at the thought of Harry having a tantrum at being left out.
"So, my friends, I wish for you all to prepare yourselves...we are to go to battle in the next few days."
(On the Plane)
"Why are we using muggle transportation again?" Harry whispered into his husband's ear as they sat in the uncomfortable small space.
"Because we didn't want to risk splicing ourselves and the Floo network could be being watched by the Death Eaters." Cara said reasonably as he nibbled on a bag of peanuts.
Harry gave another great sigh as he tried to lean back in his chair but the chair merely hit the back wall of the plane. Finally he opted for looking out the window but it was only for so long that clouds could entertain you. Besides, this was nothing compared to the thrill of riding a broom.
He was about ready to scream in bored despair when he felt a gentle hand slip under the blanket he'd thrown over himself and rest on his sensitive thigh. Looking over his husband looked just as calm as he scanned over a book he'd brought with him but still that hand moved sensually over his leg.
Looking around with a smile he noted that they were on the back seats and that there was no one on the sets across from them...they were practically by themselves back here. Grinning wider he snuggled further into his chair and closer to his husband. He slipped his hand under the red blanket Cara had over his lap and moved it dangerously close to a sensitive area.
The hand on his own thigh tightened in surprise before a small gasp of air left the blonde's lips and the hand moved once more. Smirking wickedly Harry ran his hand palm flat so his fingers tickled the smooth skin on the inside of the werewolf's thigh. In response Cara's hand moved higher almost knocking the air out of Harry's lungs as it ran sensually over him.
Thinking quickly should a stewardess walk by Harry shuffled closer and closed his eyes feigning sleep as they continued to stroke one another. He bit back several moans but smiled none the less.
This trip suddenly got a whole lot better.
(England)
Remus closed the door to the last guestroom after ensuring its participants were comfortable. For safety measures the Order were all to stay at Grimmauld for the next few days so that members wouldn't be picked off one by one before the fight came to head.
Slowly making his way downstairs he heard a faint knock at the door. Walking over he peered through a small peephole in the door to find a distorted image of Harry looking round and talking to someone in the glare of the muggle street-lamp. With a smile he opened the door.
The two looked up as the door opened to find Remus on the otherside.
"Hey!" Harry said happily in a whispered cheer as they embraced. He moved round his guardian as Cara hugged the man in turn until finally the older werewolf closed the door.
"I'm so sorry we had to drag you away so soon." He said regretfully as they moved into the kitchen. The two other men dumped their bags onto a chair as they moved to help Remus make a cup of tea.
"Ah don't worry about it Remus, we had long enough to enjoy ourselves AND get a tan." The animagi joked as the tawny haired man turned to survey them.
"Damn you, both of you. I don't tan, I just burn." Chuckled the older man as Cara pulled out three mugs from the cupboard.
"How's Kingsley?" Harry asked drawing the conversation back to the serious matter in hand. Remus looked back at him with a solemn smile on his face.
"He's doing all right but I think he's frustrated he's bed ridden. I imagine he would quite like to beat the people who sent him to St Mungo's."
Before Harry could say anymore Dumbledore moved into the kitchen. He looked up and smiled kindly at the two young men.
"Safe journey?" He asked as he and Harry shook hands.
"Yes, thank you...What's going to happen now?"
A silence rung out in the room as Dumbledore sighed a little and removed his half-moon glasses to polish them on his shirt.
"We should get you training again...that Green Flame of yours is going to need to be tamed once more."
Cara watched the exchange with a heavy heart. These men had been fighting Wars like this for years and he supposed that they were getting very tired of it. He had only ever heard of these 'battles' through newspapers and books but now here he was, in the middle of one. But to his husband this was just another day...another battle...another burden. His heart ached at the thought of it.
He grabbed Harry's hand as they all sat. The men continued to talk about strategies and possible outcomes but Cara only offered himself as an anchor to the raven-haired male beside him...this time Harry wouldn't have to fight alone as this time, no matter what, Cara would be by his side.
Thanks to:
Arigazi: Ah the 'Jump over the broom' thing is always performed in a Wiccan Handfasting. It represents that the couple is now married or trysted together. And aye, dagger bad but like you said I've made a promise to you.
Jenna: Lol you're all (well...some are) worried about Cara aren't you. I can't really say much without revealing too much but don't worry, Cara will be ok. And tell me about it, nice pictures they would be lol.
Hp-Azn: Lmao, just a tad. I will not kill Cara, sorry to disappoint but it wouldn't fit in to what I have planned.
AN: We're going on an assumption here that Harry and Cara's Honeymoon is almost over and the rest of the Order has been back at work for almost a fortnight. Plus recently my scene barriers haven't been propping up so you'll get in the brackets where they are (Sigh).
Chapter 30 – Cut short
(England)
"They tried attacking Kingsley!" Tonks gasped as she skidded to a halt in Grimmauld kitchen. Remus, Dumbledore and the two senior Weasleys looked up at the Pink-haired witch in shock.
"By Merlin, is he ok?" Remus said as he stood offering his vacant seat to the trembling woman.
"He's fine, fought them all off but he's just gone to St Mungo's. I think they broke his arm but otherwise he fought them off." She said quietly as though convincing herself more then anyone else. Dumbledore stood and after patting her shoulder reassuringly he stood straight once more.
"I'm going to go visit him, Remus call the rest of the Order together."
With a swirl of his cloak he disappeared as the werewolf gathered up the pot of Floo powder...he had a lot of people to call. Where was Harry when you needed him?
(Malta)
"Bloody hell, get that fan on. I'm roasting here!" Harry gasped as he unlocked his and Cara's hotel room. They practically dragged themselves in as the Malta sun was felt even in the confides of the room.
Cara went and opened a balcony door where he was met with blaring sunshine and the laughter of kids in the pools downstairs. He threw their damp towels over to hang on the banister as he walked back into the room and it was here that he found Harry comically collapsed on the floor.
Chuckling as he neared the panting man he knelt down to straddle his husband's hips. Smirking, the animagi opened his eyes and his hands flew up to grasp the slender waist of his mate. With the last of his energy he could muster he flipped them over.
"There's something about this country that's made you very...turned on." He purred as he leant down to nibble at a sweet juncture on the blonde's neck, extracting a moan as he did so.
"What can I say? That tan looks very fetching on you." Cara returned as he arched his neck back to give the darker man better access. Harry hummed against the nice red mark he'd made now making the man shiver.
"So do you love. Even the Greek God's pale in comparison to you." The werewolf raked his hands down the animagi's back and they were just getting into it when a curious whistle of a bird came from behind them.
Turning around as he was still straddled over his lover Harry smirked when he spotted Fawkes the phoenix sitting perched on the balcony, his head cocked as he tried to work out what the humans were doing.
"'Lo Fawkes." He said as he stood off of his mate and made his way to the bird. He let the bird hop up onto his shoulder as he extracted a letter from its elegant leg. After reading it he nodded once at the bird who set off then back to England in a burst of flames.
Cara came up behind his husband and slipped his arms around the smooth skin of Harry's waist, planting a kiss on the naked shoulder. The animagi's arms covered his own as he rubbed over the blonde's forearms.
"What was that about?" The werewolf asked against Harry's neck as the other man sighed.
"The Death Eater's attacked Kingsley and it looks like that battle that's been brewing is finally spilling over." Harry leant his head back to rest it on Cara's shoulder but the werewolf didn't look too distraught.
"I figured as much. To be honest with you I'm surprised we got such a long run...I thought we'd be pulled out of our escape LONG before this." He chuckled as he placed another kiss on the warm skin of his mate. Harry turned in his arms so they both now rested their hands on the small of the other's back.
"Not upset?" He asked and Cara kissed him lightly.
"Not upset," He reassured him.
(England)
Dumbledore came back through the doors of Grimmauld place some time around midnight with a heavy sigh on his lips. Walking into the kitchen he found a great deal of the Order there as they chatted quietly amongst themselves.
Clearing his throat they all looked over at him as he sat down in the chair at the foot of the table.
"The new battle has begun. Turns out they are tired of waiting and are now going to lure us out. Kingsley is resting quite comfortable with Auror security watching him but I fear that these people will use other methods to draw us out...like harming innocents."
A murmur of commotion went round the room but most people looked as though they accepted this, they knew it was coming.
"The Order it would seem is to fight once more. I have already called Harry and Cara back," Remus was about to protest at the prospect of his cubs' honeymoon being interrupted but Dumbledore simply held up a hand, "Harry is our most powerful fighter Remus old friend. He is very much needed here. Besides, you know he'd be upset to know he missed out on the action."
Light chuckles went round the room at the thought of Harry having a tantrum at being left out.
"So, my friends, I wish for you all to prepare yourselves...we are to go to battle in the next few days."
(On the Plane)
"Why are we using muggle transportation again?" Harry whispered into his husband's ear as they sat in the uncomfortable small space.
"Because we didn't want to risk splicing ourselves and the Floo network could be being watched by the Death Eaters." Cara said reasonably as he nibbled on a bag of peanuts.
Harry gave another great sigh as he tried to lean back in his chair but the chair merely hit the back wall of the plane. Finally he opted for looking out the window but it was only for so long that clouds could entertain you. Besides, this was nothing compared to the thrill of riding a broom.
He was about ready to scream in bored despair when he felt a gentle hand slip under the blanket he'd thrown over himself and rest on his sensitive thigh. Looking over his husband looked just as calm as he scanned over a book he'd brought with him but still that hand moved sensually over his leg.
Looking around with a smile he noted that they were on the back seats and that there was no one on the sets across from them...they were practically by themselves back here. Grinning wider he snuggled further into his chair and closer to his husband. He slipped his hand under the red blanket Cara had over his lap and moved it dangerously close to a sensitive area.
The hand on his own thigh tightened in surprise before a small gasp of air left the blonde's lips and the hand moved once more. Smirking wickedly Harry ran his hand palm flat so his fingers tickled the smooth skin on the inside of the werewolf's thigh. In response Cara's hand moved higher almost knocking the air out of Harry's lungs as it ran sensually over him.
Thinking quickly should a stewardess walk by Harry shuffled closer and closed his eyes feigning sleep as they continued to stroke one another. He bit back several moans but smiled none the less.
This trip suddenly got a whole lot better.
(England)
Remus closed the door to the last guestroom after ensuring its participants were comfortable. For safety measures the Order were all to stay at Grimmauld for the next few days so that members wouldn't be picked off one by one before the fight came to head.
Slowly making his way downstairs he heard a faint knock at the door. Walking over he peered through a small peephole in the door to find a distorted image of Harry looking round and talking to someone in the glare of the muggle street-lamp. With a smile he opened the door.
The two looked up as the door opened to find Remus on the otherside.
"Hey!" Harry said happily in a whispered cheer as they embraced. He moved round his guardian as Cara hugged the man in turn until finally the older werewolf closed the door.
"I'm so sorry we had to drag you away so soon." He said regretfully as they moved into the kitchen. The two other men dumped their bags onto a chair as they moved to help Remus make a cup of tea.
"Ah don't worry about it Remus, we had long enough to enjoy ourselves AND get a tan." The animagi joked as the tawny haired man turned to survey them.
"Damn you, both of you. I don't tan, I just burn." Chuckled the older man as Cara pulled out three mugs from the cupboard.
"How's Kingsley?" Harry asked drawing the conversation back to the serious matter in hand. Remus looked back at him with a solemn smile on his face.
"He's doing all right but I think he's frustrated he's bed ridden. I imagine he would quite like to beat the people who sent him to St Mungo's."
Before Harry could say anymore Dumbledore moved into the kitchen. He looked up and smiled kindly at the two young men.
"Safe journey?" He asked as he and Harry shook hands.
"Yes, thank you...What's going to happen now?"
A silence rung out in the room as Dumbledore sighed a little and removed his half-moon glasses to polish them on his shirt.
"We should get you training again...that Green Flame of yours is going to need to be tamed once more."
Cara watched the exchange with a heavy heart. These men had been fighting Wars like this for years and he supposed that they were getting very tired of it. He had only ever heard of these 'battles' through newspapers and books but now here he was, in the middle of one. But to his husband this was just another day...another battle...another burden. His heart ached at the thought of it.
He grabbed Harry's hand as they all sat. The men continued to talk about strategies and possible outcomes but Cara only offered himself as an anchor to the raven-haired male beside him...this time Harry wouldn't have to fight alone as this time, no matter what, Cara would be by his side.