HIHI! Sorry this update took awhile. Truth be told after the initial surge of inspiration I had no clue as to how to continue this story. Yeah, so sorry. I also have had my baby (aka computer) crash four times so far so I kept losing all my files. I also lost Mircrosoft Word so sorry if the spelling and grammar are I bad. I'm terrible at both so this is the best I could do. Sense I don't know whether I mentioned this I refuse to kill off Sirius. He IS NOT dead. Nobody said the veil killed, it SOMTHERS. Sirius just is having issues gettting back. So yeah, in this ficlet he's still well and good. Please review and tell me what you think even if you only want to say this is absolute shite. Thanks in advance.
Eclipse
Rouge tapped her foot on the ground testily as Draco Malfoy examined his longtime enemy. Honestly! What is taking so long! All he has to do is heal the skin! It's not like I'm asking him to close up a bullet hole!
"Well?"
"I can't help him." Rouge stared at Draco, a look of shock appeared on her face just as a look of incredulity dawned on Hermione's.
"WHAT! Draco Malfoy, ever sense I have known you I have never once heard you say you "couldn't" do anything. Especially not something involving your powers."
"Sorry Rouge. If I heal the torn skin it will mend AROUND the wings. Then Potter would basically be stuck walking around with those things. That is unless he wants to cut his skin back open around them when the wings need to go back in."
"This is not times for sarcasm Draco! Harry has a real problem here. He can't go back to his place and let his family-friends-gaurdians-whatever see him like this!" Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked from Draco to Rouge as if watching a tennis match. Finally Draco turned his grey eyes, now cold again, to Harry.
"You are staying with Lupin and Black correct Potter?"
"Wha-what? What are you talking about?" Hermione and Ron both had to surpress gasps as the Slytherin Ice Prince talked of the Order.
"Oh, nevermind. I recall my dear cousin talking about it. He'll be fine going back Rouge. The people at his current "residence" are very understanding people. More then likely they'll try to start taking pictures." After saying this last sentence Draco's face went into a look of mild disgust at the thought of all the fussing and Gryffindor-ish behavior. I have no ruddy idea how Professor Snape sees these people everyday! "Besides, one of our kind is there I believe. That is unless he's still at the ministry. Just call Storm and Evan, maybe ask the doc to come and bring something that'll help the wings retract."
After much questioning as to how exactly Draco knew all this Rouge finally went off to once again call for some help leaving the three Gryffindors still thoroughly untrustful of the lone Slytherin. It was decided that Draco would come with them sense he refused to actually give them the name of the mutant that was inside Grimmauld Place; he also had to talk to Tonks about getting out of a family "gathering". Apparently Tonks was quite good at making excuses of that type as she herself had already managed to free her duties to the very same get together.
Once the group had finally walked all the way back to the Order of the Phoenix Head Quarters it was almost dark ( Harry had led his friends some two miles from their beginning point ). As soon as they rang the bell the door was immediately opened by a very worried Mrs. Weasley who quickly overlooked Harry's two new additions and focused on the fact that he was leaning heavily on a strange girl and Ron. Mrs. Weasley almost did not allow the girl to enter but at an assurance that he could get someone to vouch for her once inside Draco persuaded the mother of seven to allow them all admittance.
As soon as inside Draco left the group and went in search for his "secret" mutant. Harry was placed flat on his stomach, lying on a couch in the parlor. Shortly most of the house's occupants had come and now all were looking curiously at their young savior. At a stern glance and shake of the head on Hermione's part no one asked questions. That is, except for Ron.
"Mum, why, pray tell did you let Malfoy come in here without any qualms whatsoever?"
"He's on our side dear. One of the few of his family. He even does a bit of spywork among his housemates."
"You didn't tell me?"
"We-that is to say the Order members- thought it best that you kids not know. It would change your attitudes towards him at school and he doesn't need attention drawn to him. It's hard enough for him without people suddenly questioning all the little slips he makes." As she spoke Mrs.Weasley laid a cool cloth on Harry's forehead and forced a glass of water on him. Before Ron could speak however, Hermione spoke up.
"Slips?"
"Well of course. He's not as horrible as I'm sure you kids think he is. He has to act like, well, like his father in order to be believed." Noticing looks of skepticism from the three teens Mrs. Weasley added, "Don't get me wrong dears. He's Slytherin through and through. He's just not a muggle-born hating fanatic that wants to kill more then half the wizarding population. So, it is often very hard for him to do or say some of the things his housemates force upon him. Very much like Severus when he must obey He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named's orders."
Before anything more could be said two things happened simultaneously. Firstly, Draco walked in followed by a very grumpy looking Kingsley. Secondly, a loud cracking sound was heard throughout the room and four people appeared slightly above the coffee table infront of the sofa. A teen looking to be about the trio's age fell flat on his back ontop of the table making Harry's empty water glass fall off the table with a crash. At the last moment a large, blue creature managed to navigate himself so he didn't hit the corner of the table or fall ontop of a gaping Ron, and landed on all fours on the carpet. The other two of the group managed to conduct themselves away from harm as the white-hared, brown skinned women was caught neatly by Kingsley and another blue creature; this one looking younger, grabbed onto the chandeleir and hung there upside down.
"KURT! This is like the fifth time you've managed to land me on my back, ontop of some very solid things! I think you like to see me limping about the manor don't you?"
"Oh come von, I vouldn't do that to you Evan. Maybe to Remy, but not to you." The people in the room were frozen. Whether sitting or standing the occupants stared openly at the foursome.
"KURT! You infuriating little elf! You've been hurting Remy on purpose!" At this comment from Rouge; Draco, Harry, and the black boy with blond hair called Evan all snickered. "Oh shut up you idiots." Rouge closed her mouth and settled for glaring angrily at the still monkey like antics of Kurt.
At first all the Order Members were very wary of the newcomers; mainly because they had seemingly done the impossible and apparated into Grimmauld Place. Finally, after having Kingsley vouch for all of them introductions began. The white haired, brown skinned women was called Ororo or better known as Storm. She was one of the teachers at the school the three younger mutants attended. The big blue creature introduced himself as Hank McCoy and said he was the doctor at the institute and had asked them all to try and overlook his appearance as "his bark wasn't as bad as his bite". The younger blue being, seemingly on everyone's hit list was Kurt, also known as Nightcrawler who had teleported them all in. The last introduction was the other boy. His name was Evan and he was apparently the nephew to Storm. After all the formalities had been covered Kingsley was questioned on how they knew these people. Apparently, when he was much younger, Kingsley himself had lived at the institute along with his sister Storm, while their other sibling, the mother of Evan, remained with their parents. When questioned why he hadn't divulged this information to the Order and Dumbledore Kingsley simply responded that it wasn't important any more. Like some people, his powers had begun to fade with age. Now, he could barely move a sickle across the table, nonetheless create the magnetic force fields he used too.
"Okay Harry, now it's your turn. Why the hell do you have wings? I think if James was part thestral he would have told me." After Kingsley had finished Sirius turned to Harry.
"Well, ummm, it's kind of hard to explain as I don't know all of it myself. Over the summer, like last, I spent a lot of time in the park. Then this one night I remember I was swinging when I suddenly felt as if someone had cursed my back on fire. I whipped around thinking an enemy had come to me when I wasn't actually protected by the whole blood-ward-thing as I wasn't in the house. When I saw no one there I went to start swinging again but the pain in my back suddenly got alot worse and I fell down on my knees. Before I could call for help or even really think I felt my skin tearing. Obviously, I was in a right state when I nearly had yet another heart attack as I felt a hand on my shoulder. I blinked and when I opened my eyes I was in a medical ward, much like the hospital wing. Mr. McCoy was there and gave me a drug to supress whatever had caused my wings to suddenly appear and so they retracted. From what I can tell Professor Xavier ( thats the head of the institute ) had felt my powers flaring up on Cerebro which is kind of like a mutant detector and he sent Kurt here to come and offer the institute's services. When Kurt found me I was so royally mental that he just teleported me back to the medical room."
"Okay. I suppose that makes sense. Why the seclusion and random excursions though Harry?" At Harry's raised eyebrows Hermione merely shrugged, "Did you really think we, being your best friends, wouldn't notice?"
"No, I just hoped you wouldn't. Well, even though Mr. McCoy gave me the drugs the effects did wear off. No one realized that until I was already back here though. So, the first time I felt the sensation that I had felt the first time I ran up to my room and locked the door. Simple. Before the wings actually came out though Kurt was here yet again, and he gave me the drug to supress whatever caused the problem. After that every time I felt even the slightest twinge I left to go meet Kurt in the park near here. After the second incident Professor Xavier issued me a wristband that I can press a small button on and it alerts him that I need someone immediately. Once this would happen he would send Kurt with the meds and I would take them before anything happened if all went well. All did not always go well however and sometimes I didn't notice the pain untill my wings were almost free. By that point it would be to late for me to go strolling down the lane so I would just hide up in the room and call Kurt from there. The professor didn't want Kurt to come here that much because it was a risk to him and to me of being found out. I mean I had only just found out about my powers and I was completely freaked out. I didn't want anyone to be scared of me or think I'm like a monster now or something. Plus, even if this doesn't involve the mutants as they're technically muggles, headquarters is supposed to secret. The Proffessor didn't want Kurt to find out anything accidentally.
"So all this time you've basically been hiding from us so we wouldn't know about you being a mutant and so we wouldn't think you're somesort of freak?" Ron looked at Harrry who nodded.
"So all this summer you've been going through what you did this morning without anyone there to help you?" Hermione too, now looked at her friend.
"Well, Kurt would always come and usually the pain isn't really THAT bad. In fact I think that's the worse it's ever been. They generally come out pretty easily and I usually only feel a brief burning feeling when the skin breaks."
"But you've been going through pain alone? No matter what degree of pain you basically were alone untill you had enough of your senses back to summon Kurt?" Again, all Harry could manage was a nod. Suddenly Hermione walked over and smacked Harry across the head.
"OW! What the hell was that for!"
"You idiot! Did you really think WE'D care that your body was changing around your genes a bit so long as we could help you? You should have told us Harry. What if something had gone wrong and Kurt hadn't come and you had been all alone? Then what would you have done? Honestly! You are so stubborn sometimes!" Ron was nodding vehemently every time Hermione paused for breath.
"Yeah mate. Ya should have told us. After all, we already know you're completely batty, from all those times with Figgy. It was only a matter of time before your body went wonky on you too."
"RON! Now is not a time for jokes. I'm serious!"
"So am I Hermione, Harry's spent to much time with that old lady. He's even turning into a bird to better help her cats!"