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Chapter four

The summer was now in its peak, the days stretching on slowly and Harry was bored. Unable to do homework, unable to practice magic, and unable to write or meet his friends in order to ensure his survival in absolute secrecy Harry had nothing to do besides rot in front of the TV.

Sin lightly knocked on the doorframe to the den and Harry looked over at him. "You've been sitting there for ten hours."

"Really," Harry asked softly staring at the commercial, "and it's still not time for bed."

"It's twelve-thirty." Sin told him as though he was expecting some sort of reaction to this.

"And still not time for bed," Harry repeated.

Sin rolled his eyes and walked away muttering, "teenagers."

"Sin!" Harry yelled jumping up from his spot in front of the TV and running out into the hallway.

"Yes," Sin asked looking at Harry curiously.

"What's today?"

Sin blinked and replied, "The twenty-sixth of July, I believe...five more days until your birthday."

Harry blinked and repeated, "Five days."

"Yes, time flies, doesn't it," Sin mused softly, "and a month and five days until your school starts...of course you'll be a little later than everyone else, but I don't consider it to be that much of a problem, but rather a necessity. By the way, are you planning on sleeping any time soon, or will you be joining the rest of us night owls?"

"Three A.M. is bed time," Harry explained, "four A.M. is late."

"So you'll be ready to eat when, exactly?" Sin asked, raising an eyebrow. According to Sin, Harry had to eat every night, preferably before he went to bed so he could sleep better. It was Harry's least favorite part of the day, it's hard having to adjust to not being a human and worse when you need to suck someone's blood to survive...not that Harry was there yet, were he to stop drinking Sin's blood before the power transfer was able to begin, Harry could revert back to being a human with an unusual craving for vampire, more specifically Sin's, blood. As it were though, there would be no reverting on Harry's part, because there was nothing else to eat.

And with choices like suck blood or die, most people would choose suck blood...Harry was no exception. Harry looked up at Sin, still waiting for an answer.

Harry closed his eyes and thought about it for a moment, his mind filling with everything that had happened this summer, and replied, "Later."

Remus stared at the cards lying in front of him, he needed the ace of clubs and from the way things looked it was under an eight, a card he had no use for until he could get that ace.

Remus could feel the owl holding a note from Dumbledore staring at his back. The owl could wait until he decided there was no way he would win this game of solitaire, and that would take a while. Remus wasn't one to give up easily on a game he knew and played well.

Remus grinned in triumph and dished several cards onto their respective ace, arranging a couple more and then moving the eight and freeing the ace he needed. The game was won.

Remus turned and looked at the owl, wondering what the letter held and how he should respond, then he decided before he could even read the letter he needed to know about Harry. Remus sent the owl back to Dumbledore; he needed to meet with Severus.
Harry whined as his blankets flowed off of him, his skin rising in goose bumps as colder air hit his skin.

"Harry..." a soft voice whispered in his ear.

"Go 'way," Harry muttered sleepily his hands groping for his blankets.

"No," the voice whispered teasingly, "get up."

Harry whimpered and pouted as he curled up into a tighter ball on the bed, the blankets were no where to be found.

"Harry, today's your birthday and I've gotten you a wonderful present."

"More like cruel and unusual punishment," Harry shot back, blinking awake and looking at Sin.

"No, no, no, Harry," Sin said shaking his head, "the present comes after the cruel and unusual punishment."

Harry drowsily rolled his eyes and sat up in bed.

Sin smirked at him and said, "You know Harry, you really should wear pajamas."

Harry flushed, grabbed a pillow, and stuck it in his lap, sputtering something incoherent.

"Yeah, yeah," Sin replied grinning, "get up, get dressed, and meet me in the parlor, I want to try something."

Then Sin stood up and left, Harry grumbled and got out of bed walking over to his dresser and hastily pulled out clothes. He wondered what it was exactly Sin wanted to try.

Later, Harry wandered into the parlor and hissed in pain, his skin was quickly turning red and peeling. Then suddenly the sun that had been burning him disappeared.

"Well, darn," Sin muttered walking over to Harry to examine his already healing skin. "So much for a day out."

"What are you talking about," Harry demanded running his hands over the brand new skin on his arm, "and what was that about?"

"I was thinking I could take you out as a present, possibly get you a new wardrobe—god knows you need it—but I don't have the potion to allow younger vampires out in the sun," Sin explained, "So I was looking to see if you could go out in the sun without getting damage, but," Sin added looking at Harry's new unbroken pink skin, "I don't think that will work. So we'll just wait around here for a few more hours."

Harry grinned in anticipation and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Diagon Alley, mostly," Sin replied, and then he grinned and asked, "Ever been there at night?"

Harry shook his head.

"Then you are in for a surprise."
Harry blinked to adjust his eyes to the bright lights and looked down the busy Diagon Alley. Most, if not all, of the shops were closed, but there were vendors standing out in the middle of the road, and shops that Harry had never noticed in the light of day were lit up, the signs over the door screaming for business.

"Yes, it is ungodly bright," Sin murmured placing a hand on Harry's lower back, "now don't catch anyone's eye or draw attention to yourself, if you lose me go to Gringotts and while you walk for god's sake act like you know where you're going."

"It's kind of hard when you're practically shoving me," Harry told him sardonically.

"That's okay," Sin explained, "because you're with me, now. If you're not, then you act like you know where you're going."

Harry was pushed further down the street and then over to a store with blinding lights declaring it to be "Sissy's Shop". Harry turned and looked imploringly at Sin who just gave him a secretive smile and directed Harry in.

Sissy's Shop sold clothes, lots of clothes in every style made of every material.

"Go get anything you'd like," Sin told him giving Harry a playful push, "it's your birthday present and you're bound to like something here."

Harry nodded and looked around the store, fidgeting nervously. He'd never been shopping for clothes on his own, and had no idea what to get.

"Just look around," Sin directed, apparently picking up on Harry's nerves, "and gravitate toward whatever you like...preferably gravitate toward something green."

Then Sin was walking further into the store like a man on a mission, and Harry was left with one.

Harry looked across the store and found a sign that said "adolescent males" Harry headed off in that direction...Shopping, right. He could do that.
Sissy was folding up most of the clothes Harry had picked out, setting ones she didn't like aside. Harry had amassed a large amount of muggle clothing, and had gotten many robes in several different colors, most black for school. They were all in a style Harry had never seen before, but Sin insisted that Harry only wear those types of robes, and they were thus style of every robe on the counter, and as it was only one of the robes a dark blue had been set aside by Sissy.

Sissy's Shop was apparently a major shopping place, as judged by the large amount of people wandering in and out and browsing, they'd shown up after Harry had been looking for a little bit.

Sissy held up a black shirt and said to both Harry and Sin, "I like this shirt but I think it should be green, can I change the color."

Sin looked over to Harry and waited for him to agree, Harry slowly nodded and Sissy smiled and with a look at the shirt it was a bright green.

"It's nice of you to pay me a visit, what are you going by now...Sin?" Sissy said after a moment as she folded the green shirt.

"Yes," Sin agreed, "it's certainly been a while."

Sissy smiled and tossed a lock of green, black and purple hair over her shoulder, "How's what's his name...Alexis?"

"Alexander," Sin corrected, "He's well, how's your childe?"

"Off being an idiot," Sissy replied, "looks like you caught a good one this time," she shot Harry a look, "he's quite powerful."

Sin looked intensely at Harry, causing him to fidget uncomfortably as shivers flowed down his spine. Sin nodded and added, "He is quite powerful."

"So," Sissy asked looking between the two of them as she deftly folded a shirt, "what brings my sire and my brand-new little brother to see me?"

Harry blinked in surprise; this was a childe of Sin's?

Sin told Sissy about it being Harry's birthday and that a night out was his birthday present, and that this was the first stop of many.

"Sounds like fun," Sissy told Harry with a wink, "a shopping spree for your sweet sixteen."

Sissy folded the last of the clothes and then picked up three articles of clothing she had set aside. "You should go change into these and I'll get rid of those rags you're wearing now," She explained as she pointed to a fitting room, "I get the rest into bags for you."

Harry wandered across the store and into a fitting room. He hadn't had to try any of the clothes on because they were charmed to fit no matter who wore them, the rooms were there for women who wanted to see what they looked like in the clothes before they bought them. So as he pulled the new clothes on he was extremely surprised to see that they hugged his figure and made him look oddly feminine.

The robes were the worst though, Harry blushed as he realized the robes were cut to accentuate his, shouldn't even be there, curves.

Harry studied himself in the mirror; he looked good but in an oddly feminine way. The robes looked much better than the Hogwarts robes on his small slightly curved frame, but he couldn't stop the slight revulsion at how feminine he looked. Harry turned to the side to study how the robes lay on other parts of his body and felt heat from embarrassment flood his cheeks when he saw he had an arse, and a rounded feminine one at that. It wasn't something guys went for, normally. And to think it was just harmless peice of clothing making him look like a girl...

Harry scowled at his reflection and then quickly made his way back up to where Sissy and Sin were talking, his old clothes bundled in his hands.

When he arrived Sissy took his old clothes and trashed them saying, "You clean up nice, now you just need to get something done to that atrocity you call hair."

Harry pursed his lips and replied, "I look like a girl."

Sissy grinned and threw him a wink, "You look nice, though."