I would like to thank Kage Mirai, Mervin the Depressed Robot, Pure Black, Queen of the Mymidon, Shania Maxwell, Cataclysmic, ladyraebef, chaser1, darkangelgep, DARKMARK33LV, and SheWolfe7 for reviewing.

Siren Duveil: /sighs and nods/ yes, plot is becoming rather rare these days, I'm glad one of my stories has plot /eyes widen and tilts head/ one...

EmpressTryphosia: Werewolves and vampires don't get along very well, Remy though cares for Harry's well-being more than he cares about the fact that he's vampire (Harry that is). There's an extreme rivalry between the two...as for why Dumbledore thinks Harry can't change is because, he shouldn't have been able to, I'll go further into that, later on.

Naereth: Who's Ender?

Maleficus-lupus: Which theory? What about Dumbledore? /is curious because it sounds like you don't like him much either/

Athenz: Manipulations is an etiquette, although it isn't widely focused upon...they should teach manipulations in school, an elective of course, can't have everyone knowing how to do that...

Blummberry: I will require help for the slashy scenes; I believe I have over-estimated myself in rating this R.../shrugs/ oh well...and to help you out, when you read don't look for any hidden message because if and when it appears you'll know what it is, for now don't worry about it, and if you have any questions throw 'em at me, I'll answer them as best I can without giving stuff away.

Chapter Twelve

Harry blinked as he noticed his room was oddly bright...something must have woken him up, perhaps it was the sun. Harry turned away from the light and closed his eyes.

"Harry, you're not going to manage at school if you don't start waking up earlier." Sin said and Harry groaned as his warm blankets slithered off of him.

"You've started wearing clothes to bed," Sin said, clearly amused at his choice of bed clothes. "I'm proud of you...but one must wonder..."

Wait...what had Harry worn to bed last night.

"My best friend's mother made it for me," Harry mumbled in his defense.

"I'm quite sure she did," Sin agreed, a little too quickly for a person to believe he was being honest, "now up...it's only noon, it's not like I got you up at nine."

No wonder Harry was so tired, he'd been asleep for only five or six hours.

"Amazing how you've gone completely nocturnal in three weeks."

Harry whimpered as Sin sat down on the bed next to him.

"No, Harry," Sin said, reading his thoughts (not literally), "I'm not leaving until you get up."

Harry pushed himself into a sitting position, "'m up."

"Wonderful," Sin exclaimed, "now we need to get you dressed."

Harry whined and fell back onto the bed, wiggling his way off of it, and then he fell on the floor.

Sin chuckled and went over to assist his poor childe.

"Perhaps," Sin said lifting Harry to his feet, "you should bathe first, that ought to wake you up."

Harry hummed either an acquiesce or a disagreement, Sin wasn't sure. Then Harry added, "I'll drown."

"I could watch you," Sin said, sounding serious, but his teasing smile suggested otherwise.

Harry tensed in shock his eyes opened widely and she spun around to stare at Sin.

"Well, what do you know," Sin said with a chuckle as he let Harry loose, "you didn't even have to take a bath to wake up."

Harry gaped at Sin trying to decide on a proper course of action. Then Harry pointed at the door and yelled, "Out, pedophile!"

Sin blinked and then crossed his arms and asked, a smirk tugging at his lips, "Harry, how on earth do you know what that word means?"

"A dictionary," Harry replied, "Out!"

Sin smiled and tossed Harry a vial saying, "You might want to take this."

"What is it?" Harry asked looking at the vial with interest.

"A potion to keep the sun from bothering you," Sin replied.

Harry nodded and headed into his bathroom, Sin walked over to Harry dresser and placed a letter on it, then he walked out.

Harry walked into the den, yawning.

"You like you haven't slept at all today," Sin told him without looking away from the TV.

Harry plopped down on the couch next to Sin and yawned again, Sin could hear his jaw pop.

"You're letting me go back to Hogwarts?" Harry asked curiously, his voice weary.

This surprised Sin. "You'd like to stay here, then?"

Harry looked torn. Sin wondered what was going through his head, perhaps he wanted to stay, but felt obligated to return. Perhaps he wanted to return, but didn't want to alert Sin to that fact.

"I..." Harry said finally, "I want to go, but it feels like I'm in some sort of box and I'm an entire world apart."

"Understandable," Sin commented.

"But," Harry continued, "If I don't go, then everyone will hate me because...they can! And...and...and...it'll be like 2nd year all over again!"

Sin nodded sympathetically and even added a sarcastic 'lovely' for Harry's benefit...of course he had no idea what happened in Harry's second year.

Harry sighed grievously and leaned back into the couch.

Sin smiled at him and said, "So you would like to stay here?"

Harry ran his hands through his hair and said, "I just...the letter brought back reality and now I don't know if I want to...or even can come back."

Sin raised an eyebrow.

"It's like...for once, I'm me, and not someone else..." Harry frowned and shook his head, "Or maybe I am someone else now and I like who I'm pretending to be better than like myself."

"In either case" Sin replied placing a hand on Harry shoulder, "you shouldn't have to pretend...there's no reason to please me, I picked you for your potential not for who everyone thought you were or who you really are."

Harry turned to Sin and just looked at him.

"They're smothering me," Harry whispered as though the thought just came to him, "and this is who I really am."

"Not yet," Sin replied, "I know you're still hiding, but you're getting there. It might take a while and maybe someone else helping you, but the real you will come out of its shell."

Harry scoffed, "Who would help me?" He demanded, "Everyone likes me the way I was pretending I am."

Sin smiled, "Perhaps your prince charming."

Harry turned and stared at him.

"Excuse me," Sin corrected, "your soul mate."

"I'm not gay," Harry ground out, looking rather angry.

"I shudder at the thought of you being anything but," Sin murmured in all seriousness.

Harry gaped in shock and then asked, "How did we get on my love life?"

"Your Hogwarts letter," Sin replied, and then he scrunched up his brow and added, "How odd."

"You're horrible," Harry declared standing up.

"Oh!" Sin exclaimed cheerfully, "We simply must go shopping!"

"What for?" Harry demanded, "I've got plenty of clothes."

"School supplies, Harry dear," Sin replied as though Christmas had come early.

Harry rolled his eyes and replied, "I'm sure."

"You saw your list of books, and your OWLs as well, which lead me to my next topic," Sin said flashing Harry a grin, "I'm wondering if you really like or want to take those classes you've been signed up for."

Harry blinked in confusion and reached for the letter he'd placed in his pocket...he hadn't signed up for any classes...had he?

Well, sure enough he had. Advanced potions despite his average OWL...advanced everything, in fact...even Divination, which he'd wanted to drop, rather understandably. There was no way anyone but Hermione could survive on his schedule, Harry looked up at Sin who had an eyebrow raised in query.

"Well," Harry sighed, "there's nothing we can do about it."

"I beg to differ," Sin said grabbing Harry letter, "school, I've found is rather like ordering food. Suppose you don't like onions, you ask to take the onions off, correct? And if they don't you complain, school is like that, ask them to change your classes to the ones you'd prefer, and if they don't, then complain. And if that doesn't work, you..." Sin looked up at Harry to finish it.

Harry was totally blank.

"What's your name?" Sin asked him in exsperation.

Harry looked confused, but answered, "Harry Potter..."

"What did Harry Potter do?"

Harry's mouth formed an "O" and his hand flew up to his forehead and he replied, "I threaten to drop out."

"Very good," Sin exclaimed. "Now we write, and wait for a response. In the meantime, which of your classes would you like to continue taking, and we'll go and get books for them."

Harry looked at his schedule and shook his head fervently in confusion.

"You work on that, then," Sin told him amiably, standing up, "I've got some business to attend to as it is. I will be back in a couple of hours. You're welcome to explore the courtyard, no sense in wasting that potion."

"What courtyard?" Harry demanded also standing up.

Sin tilted his head thoughtfully before snapping, and to Harry's immense surprise a house elf appeared.

"Ginger Snap, show Harry to the courtyard," Sin told the elf in a gentle tone before sweeping out of the den.

The elf, Ginger Snap, appeared to be blushing shyly as she reached for Harry's hand. Harry let her take his hand and lead him to the courtyard. The courtyard was completely out of the way of anything, Harry noticed.

Ginger Snap didn't day a word the entire trip and only after he'd been safely deposited outside did she say something, "Call me if you don't remember the way back to the main area of the house."

Then Ginger Snap disappeared with a soft pop and Harry looked around the courtyard that now appeared to be a heavily overgrown garden. Harry set off along the path, instinctively trying to avoid all areas full of sunlight, even flinching when he was forced into a sunspot.

Harry stopped when he saw what appeared to be a tombstone behind a huge bush. He walked over and saw that it was in fact a small graveyard, and that there were only five graves. Three Harry knew had to be for Sin's other heirs, but he didn't know who the other two were for. He walked up to the graves and read the years on them in amazement. These people were old when they died, and the last one to die died about a hundred years ago...

Voldemort looked between the three people: Severus, the vampire who called himself Sin, and the young girl who looked oddly familiar.

"So," Sin asked sitting down on the edge of the table, "What do you say? Will you do this?"

Severus was now talking with the young woman...while it was a rather devious plan and it was almost entirely guaranteed to work, he still had his doubts.

"I know Harry's thinking process," Sin added, "if not what he thinks exactly."

This brought Severus' attention to Sin.

"Calm down, Severus dear," Sin said, a harsh command to be obeyed, covered with a sweet teasing tone. "I'm not reading the child's mind, I just know a cultivated thinker when I see one...that's why this plan will take a while to fully take effect. He has to realize how to think on his own, not how people taught him."

"However," Voldemort said, "Why do you need me to do this?"

"Harry is a very powerful creature," Sin replied, "He needs someone who naturally has a large procession of magic. At the moment the only people who apply are you and Dumbledore, as well as a couple of vampires, but I'm not in the mood for having my heir killed."

"I still don't understand what this will do," Voldemort declared standing up.

"Think about it," Sin replied, "he's still liable to be swayed to the light if he isn't concreted to be set against them, we can loose him...and therefore the war."

"What makes you think he'll go with it?" the Voldemort demanded, Severus nodded and the girl looked curious.

Sin smirked and replied, "The error, I'm afraid, is human...Harry will do as expected, because you will make a very deadly error in decision."

Voldemort sent a look to Sin and nodded. Sin beamed and hopped off the table holding a hand out.

"Have we a deal?" Sin asked brightly.

Voldemort sighed and felt like he was directly affecting the future for the first time in his life, and took Sin's hand.

Sin looked over to the girl, who held out her hand to Sin, who took it.

Voldemort, however, looked to Severus and said, "I'll wish to see the boy."

Severus nodded and replied, "I'll work something out when he returns to school."

"Wonderful!" Sin exclaimed, "Now I'd better return home, I'm sure all of you can handle things from here?"

"There's not much else to handle," Severus mumbled sarcastically.

"That's why I'm sure you can handle it," Sin replied, with a bright smile.

Whoo.../wipes brow/ we're getting somewhere now! Harry will be back at school. Hopefully by next chapter or soon after...then we start getting into something with Voldemort and Harry.../mumbles/ now how to make Dumbledore more evil...Oh, yes, that's right. See you guys soon.