Disclaimer- As much as I wish differently I do not own Harry Potter or any
characters from the series. I just twist and bend them for my own amusement
and not for money
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Blood of My Blood
By Nyghthawk28
Chapter 5- "Clan of the Bloodmoon"
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"Are you sure you want to do this Moony? Despite what we've managed to dig up on these people we still know practically nothing about these people. With Voldemort alive it just makes their offer more suspect. It wouldn't be the first time you've been approached by Moldie's followers."
"I know Padfoot but this is different. The Bloodmoon clan has existed long before Voldemort was even born. If Bill Weasley is right they were around back in ancient Egypt or even further back. All the records we've been able to piece together show that the only loyalty the Clan has is to itself. The only thing we have that is even close to a concrete fact is they're shapeshifters unlike any other. They are more than Animagi and not cursed like Werewolves." Said Remus.
"You sound envious Moony." Said Sirius.
"I don't know. This could be the dream of a lifetime or just another disappointment. When the Wolfsbane potion was created I dreamed it was a cure and my hopes died very quickly. It was an improvement and I came to understand my other half much better but it gave me dreams of more. Not a cure, I wouldn't be whole without the Wolf but a unity. So I could be both man and wolf not just one or the other." Said Remus.
"For your sake I hope these people are real but I still don't like their timing. Of all the times they could have contacted you over the years why now? Why contact you after Moldie's been reborn? Why not when you were back at Hogwarts? Or when you were outed as the DADA teacher? Why now?" Said Sirius frustrated.
"I don't know Padfoot but I'm willing to take the risk. What I'm worried about is why they invited you." Said Remus.
"Ah yes let's not forget the whole "Man Who Walks As Dog". I'm not sure if that's better or worse than being considered a grim." Said Sirius.
"It does have a nice ring to it. Although not quite as good as Snuffles." Said Remus with a grin. Sirius just stuck out his tongue.
"Careful Remmy or I'll reveal the real reason we call you Moony." Said Sirius in a sinister voice.
Remus turned bright red but kept his mouth shut.
Remus decided to change the subject. "We're almost there."
"That's another thing. Why ask us to meet at a muggle construction site in a pale blue portable shitter? This sounds like a prank, a really nasty prank. I mean honestly meeting in the loo. Especially those portable muggle ones. They stink and they're tiny." Ranted Sirius.
"I'm willing to risk it Padfoot. Tiny, smelly, muggle loo or not." Said Remus.
Sirius grumbled but he continued on towards the meeting point. Sirius thoughts drifted to his godson. He knew he'd see Harry soon but he hated having to send him back to those muggles at all. Especially after what had happened at the Tri-Wizard's tournament. For the life of him he couldn't decide why Dumbledore thought Harry was safe with those muggles.
While it's true that blood relations can provide some magical protection it stand up long to a direct assault. Especially since the muggles in question didn't have any feelings for the Harry that would enforce the wards. If they actually loved the boy the protections would be impressive but they don't so it's a simple shield of glass.
Before he could brood more they reached their destination. The designated pale blue loo was easy to idenify by the cloud of flies encircling it. Also it did have a distictive odor.
"Merlin's Beard! This is inhumane! We're supposed to go in there!!!" yelled Sirius.
Even Remus was looking a bit green. The full moon was weeks away but even normally he sense of smell was very sensitive.
"We've come this far Padfoot and I want to see this through. Just try not to breathe." Said Remus brightly still looking green.
"Gladly sufficate me now." Mummbled Sirius holding his nose.
Remus pulled the door open and things got worse. Remus started to cough and had to move away where he puked the contents of his stomach onto the ground. This was followed by some dry heaves but eventually he got himself under control.
"I'm not going in there! Just standing by this thing is bad enough. Going in there might be Deadly! I know swamp creatures that eat their own shit that smell better than that toxic coffin." Yelled Sirius.
"I'm going in." said Remus ignoring Sirius. He looked pale with a sickly undertone of green. His face was was pinched but he stepped inside.
Sirius mumble curses under his breath and followed. They stood squished together in the tiny loo. Sirius pulled the door closed and they were even more squished since neither man wanted to touch the walls of the loo. They stood and waited for something to happen.
About two minutes and an eternity later they heard a flushing sound. It inspired more than a little panic in the two men but before they could do anything they felt the tug of a portkey activating.
Moments later they threw themselves out of the loo and tried to remember how to breathe. It was harder than it sounds since the cloud of flies tried to follow them. Still they reached a safe distance and relearned to breathe.
When the were once again able to take in air they started to examine their surroundings. They were puzzled by what they saw.
"Where are we?" said Sirius.
"Underground cavern but not one I recognize." Said Remus.
"Can you feel that?" asked Sirius. He reached out and touched the air and then rubbed his fingers together.
"Someone's called a lot of power but it feels.Wild? Uncontrolled? I can also smell blood." Said Remus scenting the air.
"Fresh?"
"Yes, and I'm almost positive it has something to do with the magic."
"Dark Arts?"
"I don't think so but I'd have to see the source to be sure."
"Let's go then. There's no reason to stay here."
Remus nodded and they headed for the tunnel they led out of the cavern they were in. Both men had their wands out and ready to stun. Thankfully Dumbledore had managed to get Sirius a secondary wand he could use. A secondary wand is a wand that's not keyed to its user but still useable.
A quick lesson about wands. Primary wands are keyed to the talents of particular wizard. Ollivander only makes primary wands. Secondary wands are usually made of something you have a fairly strong affinity for. For example Ron's first wand was a hand-me-down wand but he was still able to use it. Affinities usually have to do with what types of magic you're best at or come more naturally to you.
Anyway Remus and Sirius started to traverse the tunnel. They came across several furnished rooms but they had yet to come across anyone. There were getting closer though, the magic in the air was getting stronger and so was the smell of blood.
When they located the source of the magic and blood they had no idea what they were getting into. A pillar of magic so bright it almost burned their eyes. The pillar was enclosed by an engraved platform of stone but it was hard to get a good look at the platform because of the brightness. All around the platform were unconscious (wo)men, Werebeasts, and Magical Beasts. There was also the distinct smell of blood and burnt fur.
"What the bloody hell happened here?!?!?!" yelled Sirius.
"Looks like the magic got away from them. Luckily the circle contained most of it but there was a backlash of some kind. Whatever they were invoking was something serious. You don't summon this kind of power for ordinary spells even powerful ones. The blood I've been smelling must be part of the spell." said Remus with authority.
"Blood magic? Isn't that a Dark Art?" asked Sirius.
"There are different kinds of blood magic Padfoot. Depends on what your sacrificing and why. If you're doing it strictly for power it's usually a Dark Art but if its more of a religious thing the sacrifice usually has a spiritual meaning. I'm guessing this is more of a religious sacrifice but whatever they sacrificed most have been powerful." said Remus.
"Human sacrifice?" asked Sirius.
"It's possible but I can't tell. The magic is too heavy for me to filter out different scents." said Remus his nostrils flaring.
"So how do we turn this off?" asked Sirius gesturing to the pillar.
"I don't know. I took Ancient Rituals but this is way beyond anything Professor Berch ever covered. In a normal situation we could break the circle but I have a feeling that wouldn't be a good idea in this case. I also have me doubts we could break this circle even if we tried. Whatever that circle may or may not be it is ancient. Besides even if we managed to break the circle the magic still being contained would most likely explode violently." said Remus.
"So what do we do?" asked Sirius.
"At the moment nothing. Anything we try would probably do more harm than good." said Remus.
"Uhh....." groaned someone.
Remus and Sirius turned to investigate the sound. It was a yeti of some kind waking up and he wasn't the only one. The awakening Werebeasts were willing to explain what happened once they remembered the two had been invited unlike the other two.
"Any ideas now?" asked Sirius.
"This is really bad Sirius. Do you have any idea how potent sidhe blood is? I don't know how high a Drakke Hound ranks in magic but a Storm Mayne? Not to mention this High Priestess of theirs. Meagan right? (They nodded while gawking at the pillar) Plus the Firestarter or whatever he was. This kind of mixture would give Severus the ultimate orgasms." said Remus.
"Ewwwwwwwww!!! Moony that was not a mental picture I needed. That's just plain disgusting!!!" said Sirius.
Remus looked at his friend's disgusted face and did something between a snort and a chuckle.
"Regardless we're lucky this circle was able to hold as much power as it is. The fact it's channeling the magic upward is also good for us at least. I don't know what kind of effect its having on those above us. All we can do it is wait for the magic to run its course."
"There got to be something." said Sirius.
"The only other option would be to send someone into the pillar and we don't know what that would do to the person. We're dealing with powerful wild magic. It could kill the person or permanently transfigure them into a potato." said Remus.
"I'll do it." said Sirius.
"Forget it Padfoot. You take one step towards that pillar and I'll have you bound so tight your eyes will bulge." said Remus.
"But Moo-" started Sirius.
Sirius's words were cut off by the sound of shattering crystal. The pillar shattered into billions of little flakes of light. It was beautiful and blinding, like a magical blizzard at high noon.
"Moony is this a good thing or a bad thing?" asked Sirius.
"I don't know." answered Remus.
Just as Remus said this the blizzard of magic cleared and the platform was revealed but it wasn't the platform that caught their eyes. A pair of glowing green eyes with a cloak of hair as red as blood.
"Merlin..."whispered Sirius and Remus.
Every wizard child heard stories of their kind. Few were seen these days since they had retreated into their own realm centuries ago but every so often one would venture out into the world of man and wizards. Their beauty unearthly and their power beyond human.
Still it was not the sight of a sidhe that shocked them. It was the sight of sidhe royalty that shocked them. Although not seen for centuries every wizarding child knew how to identify sidhe royalty. The royal house of the Seelie sidhe was marked by eyes of molten gold with three specks of green. The Unseelie royalty also had their own identifying mark, hair the color of blood was the mark of those with the right to the Throne of Thorns. It was debatable which court was good and which was evil but the Seelie basked in the power of light and beauty while the Unseelie absorb the shadows and mysteries of the unknown.
Before them stood an Unseelie Prince crowned in his own hair and he was looking right at them.
"Sirius what are you doing here?" asked a confused Harry.
"You never told me you knew Fey royalty." whispered Remus.
"But Moony I don't." he whispered back.
"Well he knows you." Remus hissed back.
Before the two could get into an argument something else happened.
"Harry look out!" yelled Dudley but his voice sounded funny.
Harry spun around to face the incoming threat. The threat was the High Priestess Meagan MacDonnell. She was charging at Harry and as she ran her body was shifting into something else. Her skin seemed to drain of color until it was a shiny pure white. If you looked closer you'd also see the tiny scales her skin was now composed of. The meaty sound of popping bones and realigning joints herald more changes. A pair of white dragon's wings grew from her back along with a tail growing out from her spine. Her hands became razor sharp talons. She resembled a white gargoyle but she was a different creature entirely.
Harry seemed to almost slide away from Meagan's charge. His glowing eyes focused on her and his hair started to rise on invisible wind, it seemed angry and alive.
"We've done this dance before." said Harry.
"I underestimated you. I forgot the legends and the danger entailed with facing your kind. I will not make the same mistake. This time you'll DIE!!!" she screamed and attacked.
She charged him with her talon ready to rend and tear. Harry met her charge with a sweep kick that should have had her eating dirt. As she began to fall she snapped open her wings and took to the air.
"Say hello to an icy death!!!" she screeched from above. She inhaled deeply then but when she exhaled it wasn't air coming out of her mouth. A strange sparkling fog was released from her mouth and it didn't take a genius to know it would be bad if he came in contact with it.
Before Harry could decide how to counter this attack a wall of fire appeared blocking the incoming fog.
"Leave my cousin alone BITCH!" yelled Dudley as he came to stand beside Harry.
Sirius and Remus watched the fight with no bloody idea of what was going on. On one side was the High Priestess of the Bloodmoon Clan who was apparently some sort of Were Ice Dragon. On the other side was an Unseelie Prince whose cousin was an Kitsune with fire abilities. They knew the Kitsune and the Prince had crashed the Clan's ritual but there had to have been a good reason. The Fey never get involved with mortals without reason. To make matter even more confusing the Prince seemed to know Sirius. All of which added up to one huge question mark and no answers.
"Dudley are you okay?" asked Harry but he didn't take his eyes off of Meagan. Ignoring a homicidal Dragon woman was not an option at the moment.
"I feel fine. Great even. Whatever happened to me feels right. Like I've finally become what I was always meant to be. Although I wouldn't mind looking into a mirror in the near future." said Dudley and his new fox ears twitched.
"Alright as long as you're okay. So what do we do? I don't want to kill her." said Harry.
"Don't lie Princeling. I can smell your bloodlust from here. You want to rip me apart and bathe in my blood. You're welcome to try but we are not called the Bloodmoon Clan for nothing. To kill one of outside of a duel or hunt is to call all of us down upon you." she said with a cold laugh. The Clan cried their agreement with her words.
"I don't really know what's going on here but killing Fey royalty also has its own repercussions. Although they haven't been seen in force for centuries they are far from gone. If he's here others can't be far away." said Remus trying to stop a deathmatch and possible Unseelie war.
"You are correct mortal." said a musical voice.
All eyes turned to look at the source of the voice.
A tall elegant sidhe with pitch black skin, hair all the greens of the Forbidden Forest, and eyes a brilliant silver with dark rings of green. He stood confidently dressed all in black with a silver hilted sword hanging at his side. He had an aura of danger, power, and death.
"My name is Corban and this conflict is over. The Prince and some of you mortals shall be escorted to the King." said Corban. A simple statement of fact.
"What if we refuse?" demanded Meagan.
"Who said you have a choice? The King has said you will come and so you will come." Said Corban with absolute authority.
With his words other sidhe started to appear. Some just faded into view while others seemed to walk out of shadows. The total number of armed sidhe came to about thirty or more. They were technically outnumbered but numbers didn't count for much in the face of Fey magic and trained fighters. A dozen sidhe would have been a serious threat but with thirty or more it was no contest.
Harry didn't know what was going on but he wasn't going to object. Despite whatever bloodlust he felt he really didn't want to kill the High Priestess. The force that had drawn him here was gone and so was his reason for fighting them. Going with the sidhe was as good a way as any to get out of a no win situation. He just wished they'd covered the Fey at Hogwarts but either they weren't going to or it was later on.
Corban picked out who was going and the rest were told to leave the cavern. The Clan wasn't happy but they weren't suicidal either. Of course the Fey can do a lot worse than kill you.
It was no surprise that Harry and Dudley were chosen to go they had been at the heart of the conflict. Besides Meagan three of her other Clan members had also been chosen to go. To Sirius and Remus's complete shock they had also been picked and they had nothing to do with whatever happened. They tried to explain but Corban just gave them a look and they shut up about the whole thing.
The little group of hostages was escorted to what looked like an oil puddle. It started to swirl like a whirlpool and glow with an eery purple light. I groups of three they entered the puddle and sank from sight. Harry was one of the last to go being escorted to the puddle by Corban himself and one other guards. He felt he puddle's magic take him as he sank into darkness. One of the last things he saw was the reflected glow of his own eyes before being completely engulfed.
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Author's notes- So I did it again and ended with a cliffhanger. I hope you curse me for it since that's the whole point of cliffhangers. To make sure everyone's paying attention. Anyway sorry this didn't come out sooner but my computer was in the shop for a month. Which really sucks. Computer withdrawal is an ugly thing.
Back to the matter at hand I believe it's finally time to send Harry back to Hogwarts. Should be fun to see Snape's face when Harry shows up.
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Blood of My Blood
By Nyghthawk28
Chapter 5- "Clan of the Bloodmoon"
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"Are you sure you want to do this Moony? Despite what we've managed to dig up on these people we still know practically nothing about these people. With Voldemort alive it just makes their offer more suspect. It wouldn't be the first time you've been approached by Moldie's followers."
"I know Padfoot but this is different. The Bloodmoon clan has existed long before Voldemort was even born. If Bill Weasley is right they were around back in ancient Egypt or even further back. All the records we've been able to piece together show that the only loyalty the Clan has is to itself. The only thing we have that is even close to a concrete fact is they're shapeshifters unlike any other. They are more than Animagi and not cursed like Werewolves." Said Remus.
"You sound envious Moony." Said Sirius.
"I don't know. This could be the dream of a lifetime or just another disappointment. When the Wolfsbane potion was created I dreamed it was a cure and my hopes died very quickly. It was an improvement and I came to understand my other half much better but it gave me dreams of more. Not a cure, I wouldn't be whole without the Wolf but a unity. So I could be both man and wolf not just one or the other." Said Remus.
"For your sake I hope these people are real but I still don't like their timing. Of all the times they could have contacted you over the years why now? Why contact you after Moldie's been reborn? Why not when you were back at Hogwarts? Or when you were outed as the DADA teacher? Why now?" Said Sirius frustrated.
"I don't know Padfoot but I'm willing to take the risk. What I'm worried about is why they invited you." Said Remus.
"Ah yes let's not forget the whole "Man Who Walks As Dog". I'm not sure if that's better or worse than being considered a grim." Said Sirius.
"It does have a nice ring to it. Although not quite as good as Snuffles." Said Remus with a grin. Sirius just stuck out his tongue.
"Careful Remmy or I'll reveal the real reason we call you Moony." Said Sirius in a sinister voice.
Remus turned bright red but kept his mouth shut.
Remus decided to change the subject. "We're almost there."
"That's another thing. Why ask us to meet at a muggle construction site in a pale blue portable shitter? This sounds like a prank, a really nasty prank. I mean honestly meeting in the loo. Especially those portable muggle ones. They stink and they're tiny." Ranted Sirius.
"I'm willing to risk it Padfoot. Tiny, smelly, muggle loo or not." Said Remus.
Sirius grumbled but he continued on towards the meeting point. Sirius thoughts drifted to his godson. He knew he'd see Harry soon but he hated having to send him back to those muggles at all. Especially after what had happened at the Tri-Wizard's tournament. For the life of him he couldn't decide why Dumbledore thought Harry was safe with those muggles.
While it's true that blood relations can provide some magical protection it stand up long to a direct assault. Especially since the muggles in question didn't have any feelings for the Harry that would enforce the wards. If they actually loved the boy the protections would be impressive but they don't so it's a simple shield of glass.
Before he could brood more they reached their destination. The designated pale blue loo was easy to idenify by the cloud of flies encircling it. Also it did have a distictive odor.
"Merlin's Beard! This is inhumane! We're supposed to go in there!!!" yelled Sirius.
Even Remus was looking a bit green. The full moon was weeks away but even normally he sense of smell was very sensitive.
"We've come this far Padfoot and I want to see this through. Just try not to breathe." Said Remus brightly still looking green.
"Gladly sufficate me now." Mummbled Sirius holding his nose.
Remus pulled the door open and things got worse. Remus started to cough and had to move away where he puked the contents of his stomach onto the ground. This was followed by some dry heaves but eventually he got himself under control.
"I'm not going in there! Just standing by this thing is bad enough. Going in there might be Deadly! I know swamp creatures that eat their own shit that smell better than that toxic coffin." Yelled Sirius.
"I'm going in." said Remus ignoring Sirius. He looked pale with a sickly undertone of green. His face was was pinched but he stepped inside.
Sirius mumble curses under his breath and followed. They stood squished together in the tiny loo. Sirius pulled the door closed and they were even more squished since neither man wanted to touch the walls of the loo. They stood and waited for something to happen.
About two minutes and an eternity later they heard a flushing sound. It inspired more than a little panic in the two men but before they could do anything they felt the tug of a portkey activating.
Moments later they threw themselves out of the loo and tried to remember how to breathe. It was harder than it sounds since the cloud of flies tried to follow them. Still they reached a safe distance and relearned to breathe.
When the were once again able to take in air they started to examine their surroundings. They were puzzled by what they saw.
"Where are we?" said Sirius.
"Underground cavern but not one I recognize." Said Remus.
"Can you feel that?" asked Sirius. He reached out and touched the air and then rubbed his fingers together.
"Someone's called a lot of power but it feels.Wild? Uncontrolled? I can also smell blood." Said Remus scenting the air.
"Fresh?"
"Yes, and I'm almost positive it has something to do with the magic."
"Dark Arts?"
"I don't think so but I'd have to see the source to be sure."
"Let's go then. There's no reason to stay here."
Remus nodded and they headed for the tunnel they led out of the cavern they were in. Both men had their wands out and ready to stun. Thankfully Dumbledore had managed to get Sirius a secondary wand he could use. A secondary wand is a wand that's not keyed to its user but still useable.
A quick lesson about wands. Primary wands are keyed to the talents of particular wizard. Ollivander only makes primary wands. Secondary wands are usually made of something you have a fairly strong affinity for. For example Ron's first wand was a hand-me-down wand but he was still able to use it. Affinities usually have to do with what types of magic you're best at or come more naturally to you.
Anyway Remus and Sirius started to traverse the tunnel. They came across several furnished rooms but they had yet to come across anyone. There were getting closer though, the magic in the air was getting stronger and so was the smell of blood.
When they located the source of the magic and blood they had no idea what they were getting into. A pillar of magic so bright it almost burned their eyes. The pillar was enclosed by an engraved platform of stone but it was hard to get a good look at the platform because of the brightness. All around the platform were unconscious (wo)men, Werebeasts, and Magical Beasts. There was also the distinct smell of blood and burnt fur.
"What the bloody hell happened here?!?!?!" yelled Sirius.
"Looks like the magic got away from them. Luckily the circle contained most of it but there was a backlash of some kind. Whatever they were invoking was something serious. You don't summon this kind of power for ordinary spells even powerful ones. The blood I've been smelling must be part of the spell." said Remus with authority.
"Blood magic? Isn't that a Dark Art?" asked Sirius.
"There are different kinds of blood magic Padfoot. Depends on what your sacrificing and why. If you're doing it strictly for power it's usually a Dark Art but if its more of a religious thing the sacrifice usually has a spiritual meaning. I'm guessing this is more of a religious sacrifice but whatever they sacrificed most have been powerful." said Remus.
"Human sacrifice?" asked Sirius.
"It's possible but I can't tell. The magic is too heavy for me to filter out different scents." said Remus his nostrils flaring.
"So how do we turn this off?" asked Sirius gesturing to the pillar.
"I don't know. I took Ancient Rituals but this is way beyond anything Professor Berch ever covered. In a normal situation we could break the circle but I have a feeling that wouldn't be a good idea in this case. I also have me doubts we could break this circle even if we tried. Whatever that circle may or may not be it is ancient. Besides even if we managed to break the circle the magic still being contained would most likely explode violently." said Remus.
"So what do we do?" asked Sirius.
"At the moment nothing. Anything we try would probably do more harm than good." said Remus.
"Uhh....." groaned someone.
Remus and Sirius turned to investigate the sound. It was a yeti of some kind waking up and he wasn't the only one. The awakening Werebeasts were willing to explain what happened once they remembered the two had been invited unlike the other two.
"Any ideas now?" asked Sirius.
"This is really bad Sirius. Do you have any idea how potent sidhe blood is? I don't know how high a Drakke Hound ranks in magic but a Storm Mayne? Not to mention this High Priestess of theirs. Meagan right? (They nodded while gawking at the pillar) Plus the Firestarter or whatever he was. This kind of mixture would give Severus the ultimate orgasms." said Remus.
"Ewwwwwwwww!!! Moony that was not a mental picture I needed. That's just plain disgusting!!!" said Sirius.
Remus looked at his friend's disgusted face and did something between a snort and a chuckle.
"Regardless we're lucky this circle was able to hold as much power as it is. The fact it's channeling the magic upward is also good for us at least. I don't know what kind of effect its having on those above us. All we can do it is wait for the magic to run its course."
"There got to be something." said Sirius.
"The only other option would be to send someone into the pillar and we don't know what that would do to the person. We're dealing with powerful wild magic. It could kill the person or permanently transfigure them into a potato." said Remus.
"I'll do it." said Sirius.
"Forget it Padfoot. You take one step towards that pillar and I'll have you bound so tight your eyes will bulge." said Remus.
"But Moo-" started Sirius.
Sirius's words were cut off by the sound of shattering crystal. The pillar shattered into billions of little flakes of light. It was beautiful and blinding, like a magical blizzard at high noon.
"Moony is this a good thing or a bad thing?" asked Sirius.
"I don't know." answered Remus.
Just as Remus said this the blizzard of magic cleared and the platform was revealed but it wasn't the platform that caught their eyes. A pair of glowing green eyes with a cloak of hair as red as blood.
"Merlin..."whispered Sirius and Remus.
Every wizard child heard stories of their kind. Few were seen these days since they had retreated into their own realm centuries ago but every so often one would venture out into the world of man and wizards. Their beauty unearthly and their power beyond human.
Still it was not the sight of a sidhe that shocked them. It was the sight of sidhe royalty that shocked them. Although not seen for centuries every wizarding child knew how to identify sidhe royalty. The royal house of the Seelie sidhe was marked by eyes of molten gold with three specks of green. The Unseelie royalty also had their own identifying mark, hair the color of blood was the mark of those with the right to the Throne of Thorns. It was debatable which court was good and which was evil but the Seelie basked in the power of light and beauty while the Unseelie absorb the shadows and mysteries of the unknown.
Before them stood an Unseelie Prince crowned in his own hair and he was looking right at them.
"Sirius what are you doing here?" asked a confused Harry.
"You never told me you knew Fey royalty." whispered Remus.
"But Moony I don't." he whispered back.
"Well he knows you." Remus hissed back.
Before the two could get into an argument something else happened.
"Harry look out!" yelled Dudley but his voice sounded funny.
Harry spun around to face the incoming threat. The threat was the High Priestess Meagan MacDonnell. She was charging at Harry and as she ran her body was shifting into something else. Her skin seemed to drain of color until it was a shiny pure white. If you looked closer you'd also see the tiny scales her skin was now composed of. The meaty sound of popping bones and realigning joints herald more changes. A pair of white dragon's wings grew from her back along with a tail growing out from her spine. Her hands became razor sharp talons. She resembled a white gargoyle but she was a different creature entirely.
Harry seemed to almost slide away from Meagan's charge. His glowing eyes focused on her and his hair started to rise on invisible wind, it seemed angry and alive.
"We've done this dance before." said Harry.
"I underestimated you. I forgot the legends and the danger entailed with facing your kind. I will not make the same mistake. This time you'll DIE!!!" she screamed and attacked.
She charged him with her talon ready to rend and tear. Harry met her charge with a sweep kick that should have had her eating dirt. As she began to fall she snapped open her wings and took to the air.
"Say hello to an icy death!!!" she screeched from above. She inhaled deeply then but when she exhaled it wasn't air coming out of her mouth. A strange sparkling fog was released from her mouth and it didn't take a genius to know it would be bad if he came in contact with it.
Before Harry could decide how to counter this attack a wall of fire appeared blocking the incoming fog.
"Leave my cousin alone BITCH!" yelled Dudley as he came to stand beside Harry.
Sirius and Remus watched the fight with no bloody idea of what was going on. On one side was the High Priestess of the Bloodmoon Clan who was apparently some sort of Were Ice Dragon. On the other side was an Unseelie Prince whose cousin was an Kitsune with fire abilities. They knew the Kitsune and the Prince had crashed the Clan's ritual but there had to have been a good reason. The Fey never get involved with mortals without reason. To make matter even more confusing the Prince seemed to know Sirius. All of which added up to one huge question mark and no answers.
"Dudley are you okay?" asked Harry but he didn't take his eyes off of Meagan. Ignoring a homicidal Dragon woman was not an option at the moment.
"I feel fine. Great even. Whatever happened to me feels right. Like I've finally become what I was always meant to be. Although I wouldn't mind looking into a mirror in the near future." said Dudley and his new fox ears twitched.
"Alright as long as you're okay. So what do we do? I don't want to kill her." said Harry.
"Don't lie Princeling. I can smell your bloodlust from here. You want to rip me apart and bathe in my blood. You're welcome to try but we are not called the Bloodmoon Clan for nothing. To kill one of outside of a duel or hunt is to call all of us down upon you." she said with a cold laugh. The Clan cried their agreement with her words.
"I don't really know what's going on here but killing Fey royalty also has its own repercussions. Although they haven't been seen in force for centuries they are far from gone. If he's here others can't be far away." said Remus trying to stop a deathmatch and possible Unseelie war.
"You are correct mortal." said a musical voice.
All eyes turned to look at the source of the voice.
A tall elegant sidhe with pitch black skin, hair all the greens of the Forbidden Forest, and eyes a brilliant silver with dark rings of green. He stood confidently dressed all in black with a silver hilted sword hanging at his side. He had an aura of danger, power, and death.
"My name is Corban and this conflict is over. The Prince and some of you mortals shall be escorted to the King." said Corban. A simple statement of fact.
"What if we refuse?" demanded Meagan.
"Who said you have a choice? The King has said you will come and so you will come." Said Corban with absolute authority.
With his words other sidhe started to appear. Some just faded into view while others seemed to walk out of shadows. The total number of armed sidhe came to about thirty or more. They were technically outnumbered but numbers didn't count for much in the face of Fey magic and trained fighters. A dozen sidhe would have been a serious threat but with thirty or more it was no contest.
Harry didn't know what was going on but he wasn't going to object. Despite whatever bloodlust he felt he really didn't want to kill the High Priestess. The force that had drawn him here was gone and so was his reason for fighting them. Going with the sidhe was as good a way as any to get out of a no win situation. He just wished they'd covered the Fey at Hogwarts but either they weren't going to or it was later on.
Corban picked out who was going and the rest were told to leave the cavern. The Clan wasn't happy but they weren't suicidal either. Of course the Fey can do a lot worse than kill you.
It was no surprise that Harry and Dudley were chosen to go they had been at the heart of the conflict. Besides Meagan three of her other Clan members had also been chosen to go. To Sirius and Remus's complete shock they had also been picked and they had nothing to do with whatever happened. They tried to explain but Corban just gave them a look and they shut up about the whole thing.
The little group of hostages was escorted to what looked like an oil puddle. It started to swirl like a whirlpool and glow with an eery purple light. I groups of three they entered the puddle and sank from sight. Harry was one of the last to go being escorted to the puddle by Corban himself and one other guards. He felt he puddle's magic take him as he sank into darkness. One of the last things he saw was the reflected glow of his own eyes before being completely engulfed.
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Author's notes- So I did it again and ended with a cliffhanger. I hope you curse me for it since that's the whole point of cliffhangers. To make sure everyone's paying attention. Anyway sorry this didn't come out sooner but my computer was in the shop for a month. Which really sucks. Computer withdrawal is an ugly thing.
Back to the matter at hand I believe it's finally time to send Harry back to Hogwarts. Should be fun to see Snape's face when Harry shows up.
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