Disclaimer: Don't own. 'Nuff said.

Author's Note: I can't think of a logical way Sirius came come back from behind the veil and be 16. He can be 19, but not 16. I hope that's ok with everyone.

-Parseltongue-

The Tales of Werewolves
Forever Incomplete

Sirius laid on Dom's bed, looking up at the canopy of clouds, slightly tinted pink. Dom had just told him that his father was Lord Voldemort. Needless to say, it came as a bit of a shock.

Still, he didn't even think twice about hopping on Dom's bed. 'Even the darkest cloud must have a silver lining, no matter how thin it might be, it has to be there.'

The Black family (most of it's members, not all of them) were strong supporters of Voldemort and his ideals. Sirius was almost aggressively anti-dark arts. It had cost him big time when he told his family.

However he was still Remus' friend, even though he was a Dark Creature. He knew for a while that Dom was a mix of many Dark Creatures, and was still friends with him… More then friends actually.

Dom had a calming affect on Sirius. There was just something about him that put him at ease that made him feel like he could spill all his deepest secrets to him.

But Voldemort was a murderer, and the same blood flowed through Dom's veins.

After a few more minutes Sirius almost slapped himself. He was judging Dom on his family. He was doing the one thing he couldn't stand others doing to him.

He was okay with Dom being the son of the most infamous dark wizard of their age. When he though about it, it wasn't such a big deal.

He rolled over and sighed. The pillow smelt like Dom. He could tell it was Dom, but couldn't compare it to any normal every day smells, only Werewolves could do that.

Remus had once told him that James smelt like artificial bananas. Sirius snorted as he remembered McGonagall apparently smelt like burning toast… He had never asked what he smelled like. He'd have to ask Dom.

Dom. They were supposed to be meeting with Remus somewhere, where they couldn't be overheard. He had no idea where that was.

According to a note Dom had left on his pillow, it was in the girls' bathroom on the first floor.

He should be heading down there now.

Dragging himself out of bed and to his feet. He put his favourite leather jacket over the top of his shirt and headed down the boys' staircase.

Dom sat on the sink with his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. He hated telling people about his father. He knew Remus would be tactful and understanding, but he wasn't completely sure about Sirius.

The door opened, it was Remus.

"Hey." Said Dom quietly, testing the water. "I'm glad you're not avoiding me now you know."

Remus shook his head and smiled. "Do be so worried. I'm okay with it, and I'm sure Sirius will be too. He may just need a bit more reassurance then me."

"We should wait until Sirius gets here before we go in."

"Go in where?"

Dom didn't answer. He just raised an eyebrow and smiled lopsidedly. When Sirius finally came in, he stood next to Dom and gave his shoulder a slight squeeze, but didn't say anything.

To Dom, It was enough that he came, and didn't just blow him off.

-Open- He closed his eyes as the chamber opened, so he couldn't see the looks that the two may have been shooting at him. He jumped down the hole and waited at the bottom for them both.

Leading them through the pipes Dom couldn't look Sirius in the face. When they got to the chamber, Dom sat in one of the snake's mouth, with his feet against it's bottom teeth and his knees to his chest.

"Any questions?"

Sirius sat on the ground next to Dom and looked up, Remus lent against the snakehead Dom was sitting in.

"Have you ever met your father?" Remus asked

"Not met, but I've seen him from a distance. It was the only time I've ever seen him, and the first and only time I saw someone die. I don't think I'll be forgetting that day in a hurry." Dom's voice was detached to the point of being unnerving.

"Who was it?"

"I shouldn't tell you because of the changes in the timeline, but, it was Dumbledore. It was gruesome too, not just a killing curse."

Sirius put a hand between Dom's shoulder blades and rubbed his back gently. "Have you ever used dark magic?" He asked.

"Not intentionally. One time I lost control and used accidental magic. It was a dark spell. I've been under Ministry surveillance since then."

"Do they know what you are?" Sirius asked, as gently as he could.

"I don't even know what I am, I just know the pieces. I have no idea what I am as a whole. They know I'm Vampire, but they only suspect there's more." He closed his eyes. "Anything else?"

"Not from me." Sirius whispered.

"I have one more. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, Remus. I'll show you out if you like."

"I'd like to stay and have a private talk," said Sirius, "If you don't mind."

Sirius stayed in the Chamber as Dom showed Remus out. He kept his eyes on the ground since the snake pillars freaked him out. When Dom came back, he sat next to the scared boy.

Sirius concentrated on looking at Dom, and not at the snakes. It was surprisingly easy since Dom had taken his glasses off and his eyes were mesmerizing.

"Are you really alright, or were you just humouring Remus?"

"I'm not alright. It's hard enough for me to say the word Voldemort, let alone talk about these things. The only difference is, people don't think it's out of the ordinary if I can't say Voldemort without hesitating. When you don't want to talk about your family, then the questions start."

"Yeah… Did you mean everything you said? Even the bit about not knowing what you are?"

Dom broke eye contact with Sirius and turned his head to look the other way. "Yes. Every word."

It would have taken a keen ear to hear the tremor in his voice. It was only barely there, but Sirius could still detect it, he seemed to notice every change in the other boy, no matter how slight.

Sirius reached under Dom's chin and put a hand on his cheek, then moved his head so they were looking at each other.

Tears were streaming Dom's face, but his breathing and facial expression hadn't changed. However, all the muscles in his body were tense, as if it were taking a lot of self-control to stop him crying like a normal person.

"Dom." Sirius whispered. "Just let go. Cry. I won't judge you for it."

Bowing his head, Dom's shoulders started shaking, though he was crying silently, a whimper escaped his lips and he put a hand to his mouth to cover it up.

Sirius' chest seemed to tighten at the sight, and his eyes started stinging at the beauty of Dom's more fragile side. He wrapped his arms around Dom and pulled him to his chest, holding him as tightly as he could without hurting him.

Dom grabbed a fistful of black T-shirt and sobbed heavily into it. Sirius restrained his own tears, knowing he had to be strong, because Dom needed him now.

"Y-You have no idea what it's l-like." Dom swallowed, trying to calm down enough to talk. "N-Not knowing what you are, or what you can do." He sniffed.

"I l-look human enough. I only have fangs and w-wings." He sniffed again. "It's hard to a-act normal, and to hide the powers I know I have. I mean how m-many people can say they can suck out someone's soul." He laughed bitterly.

"Not many I'd imagine."

Dom couldn't help but let out a loud sob. He pulled back from Sirius' chest and wiped his cheeks with the heel of his hand. Sirius still kept one arm around Dom, but reached into his pocket and pulled out a few tissues.

"Here. They're from when I had that blocked, runny nose."

Smiling watery, Dom accepted it. "Thanks, Snuffles." When he didn't react to being called that name, Dom knew something was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's just seeing this new side of you. It's beautiful, and sad."

"I feel so vulnerable." Dom whispered hoarsely "I hate it. I've never felt like this. Not having control over my emotions, or my reactions. It's horrible."

Sirius pulled Dom close to him again and gently stroked his hair as Dom rested his head on Sirius' shoulder and nuzzled his neck with his nose.

"How can you be okay with all this?" Dom's voice sounded like he was on the edge of tears again.

"I can see how much you hate being who you are. You do try to hide it, and you do a brilliant job, but it takes someone in a similar situation to be able to see it."

"I know a little about your family. If any of it is true, then I can see why you hate them."

Sirius hummed a noise of agreement.

Dom smiled into Sirius' chest. He could feel the water on the floor being soaked up by his jeans and the bottom of his robes. "Are you alright with these snakes?" He asked.

"Not really, but don't worry about it."

"I can almost sense the fear in you."

"Yeah. Well, honestly, it's the fact you can suck out souls." Dom pulled away from Sirius and looked into his dark grey eyes. "No offence, don't take it the wrong way, please. I'm okay with it, but Dementors scare the shit out of me. Not as much as snakes do, but still…"

He trailed off, looking pleadingly at Dom, begging him not to think anything of it. Dom was thinking something of it, just not what Sirius thought it would be.

Up to now, Dom had been successfully avoiding thinking about Sirius, James and Peter from the future. With Sirius' comment about Dementors, Dom realized how terrible it must have been for him. He had never seen Azkaban, but had heard tons of horror stories.

He sat frozen and tense for a long moment, his mind blank, before throwing his arms around Sirius.

He would have though realization would have settled in earlier. It probably hadn't because he had gotten caught up in everything that had been going on.

When he left at the end of the school year, he was never going to see Sirius again. Tears leaked out of his eyes and he whimpered. He was very embarrassed about his whimpering, but this time, didn't try to cover it up.

"I don't want to go back." He breathed. "It'll be too weird." He sobbed. "Not having you there."

"Why aren't I there? Dom?"

He took a shuddering breath. "It's forty or so years in the future, Sirius. Things have changed. And." He swallowed. "You won't be there when I get back. I've gotten too close to you."

"Why will it be such a big thing?" Sirius mumbled into Dom's hair. "Why should you be worried about not having me around?"

"I know details of your life that hasn't happened yet. That's why I knew everything was going to be okay with that Snape thing. I knew what you're like in the future. I don't know why it's such a big deal. I just don't, but you understand me more then anyone. And… Fuck, I don't know."

He pulled back from Sirius and stood, his robe heavy. "I have to talk to someone who might know about this. I've gotta go."

Sirius stood as well. He cupped Dom's damp face and kissed him, their tongues slipping in and out of each other's mouths'.

"Will you show me out so I'm not trapped in here?"

Dom chuckled and kissed Sirius again, much quicker this time.

Harry blinked his eyes, yawned widely, and coughed a few times to loosen the saliva in his throat. He moving Draco's arm from around his waist and slipped out of bed, immediately missing the warmth Draco provided while he was pressed against Harry's back.

He searched for some pants as he tried to remember what had woken him up. After a moment or two, he realized someone was knocking on the door, rather persistently too.

He stumbled over, running a hand through his hair and feeling very weird when at his shoulders, he ran out of hair. "Oh." sighed to himself.

He opened the door and saw Dom standing there, his hand still raised and in a fist. Harry took one look at the tear streaks and the slight reddening around Dom's nostrils, and pulled him into a one armed hug.

"Come in and tell me what's happened."

Dom nodded and let Harry hold the door open as he came in. They both sat down on the couch.

"I told Sirius and Remus about me."

Harry didn't know what to say. After all, he was still half asleep! So he settled for putting his left arm around his 'son'. Dom lent his side against Harry's.

"They accepted it, but something Sirius said, it really hit home that Sirius won't be there when we go back. And I don't know why I care so much."

Harry shifted and took Dom's sunglasses off, looking him directly in the eye. "You've fallen for Sirius, Dom, you idiot." He said playfully, but went serious. "I don't want to see you depressed when we get back, so you're going to have to think of a way to bring his future self back from behind the veil."

"That's impossible."

Harry kissed him on the forehead and handed his glasses back to him. "I don't doubt your abilities in the slightest, you know that. You do have the capabilityto find a way."