A/N: Hey guys, I'm back again and I know I left it in a bad place! This was supposed to be put up yesterday for my bday, but I got distracted so here we are now. A few details put in here and some more with the wolves, I hope you enjoy!

A/N2: Just a few correction on the German - I'm better at French so I apologise :P

Disclaimer: I'm not J.K, but this plot is all me!

Warning: A bit of slash, language, and mentions of violence.

Parsel

Chapter 35,

"Oh fuck," Harry muttered under his breath, he closed his eyes and prayed he was going insane, but when a warm hand grabbed hold of his arm he knew it was not to be. He opened his eyes and found himself face to face with none other than Ginny Weasley. It made him want to scream. He had forgotten that she was going to be released soon, he didn't realise it would be this soon and he had to actively fight his initial reaction to yank his arm away from her.

"Harry!" She said again, a big smile on her face; one that he wanted to remove permanently.

"Ginny? What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in the hospital wing?" He asked her, pulling himself together and putting a shocked and worried expression on his face. She beamed at him.

"Madam Pomfrey finally fixed me right up, and I thought I would come and surprise you." She said enthusiastically, and Harry had to force the smile to his face.

"Really? That's great." He managed. She nodded and led him over to the Gryffindor table and sat down practically on his lap, Harry bit his tongue as his scar flared violently and he sent back a wave of his own exasperation and anger at the situation. He knew that he would not be able to deal with Ginny full time again, his patience was stretched to the limits as it was, to have her hanging all over him like he was some trophy would snap it forcefully.

"So how are you?" He made himself ask, knowing it was expected of him.

"I feel great, there were complications but Madam Pomfrey is amazing." Ginny answered, and Harry nodded.

"Yeah she is." Harry agreed. He filled his plate with food and listened to Ginny's excited chatter about being back in school, she didn't remove her hand from his arm during the entire time that they were eating and Harry had a killer headache by the time he could blag himself out of the meal.

"I'm really glad you're back, Ginny. But I am really tired, Professor Drield has been

working me to the bone since Halloween." He told her, his voice dripping with sincerity and exhaustion. She nodded in understanding and reached up to kiss his cheek, it took all of his effort not to react to the violent blast of pain that issued from his scar and his own disgust that shot through him at her action.

"Good night, Harry. It's really good to be back with you." She said and they split up. Harry jogged up the first set of stairs and slipped in to a deserted short cut, he leaned back against the wall to centre himself. He was not ready for this, and it had been a while since he had had a headache to this degree.

"Dammit," He growled. Harry pushed himself off the wall and headed for his rooms, if he could focus on the wolf classification it would be ready to be sent through. He yelped when he was forcefully yanked to the left, it was only him grabbing on to the arm that pulled him that kept him on his feet. He looked up in to the expressionless face of the Dark Lord, his face could have been carved from marble where it was so blank, and bit back a smirk; he did so like pushing Tom's buttons.

"I have this strange feeling that you are not very happy." Harry said lightly, straightening himself out as much as he could while still being encaged in Tom's arms.

"I wonder what gave you that idea." Tom drawled, sarcasm lining his tone.

"I think it might have been the near dislocation of my arm, if I'm honest." Harry said seriously, and Tom rolled his eyes.

"Your arm was not nearly dislocated." Tom said shaking his head, and Harry grinned.

"That's what you think." Harry said, "I'll try and get rid of her tomorrow, I have an idea."

"Make sure it works, Snake." Tom stated, and Harry rolled his eyes.

"Yes, My Lord," He muttered, smirking slightly as Tom's eyes darkened. "Let me go and get my work, it has to be past to you and Lucius anyway." Tom seemed like he was about to refuse before he relinquished his hold of the teen and allowed him to shadow away, Harry appeared back almost instantly and dropped himself down next to the table, which he then commandeered and covered with multiple sheets of parchment.

"Classifications?"

"Yes, I've just got to write up the new wolf one up and then it's ready to be polished and ministry-fied." Harry replied, "I went to the wolves earlier." Tom picked up Harry's latest set of notes, and raised an eyebrow.

"This is a very interesting outlook." He said, "You've made them their own individual race?"

"Yes, and with this-," Harry handed him another sheet, this one was filled with the information of born v bitten wolves, "You'll see why."

"Ah yes," Tom nodded, "This is impressive."

"Thanks, I just have to tie it in with the basics that I already had down." Harry said, "What have you been doing?"

"I have been moving death eaters in to prime position to hold up the ministry when it falls." Tom said, "Alongside that, I have been planning different variants of the ministry take over. I am hoping to do it without an actual battle."

"It should be possible. Once you have enough eaters in place there should be no need for an actual fight for the ministry, most of their 'own' would already belong to you."

"That is the general idea." Tom agreed.

"Am I to assume that Lucius is to be minister eventually?"

"Of course." Tom agreed with a smirk, "Can you imagine his reaction if I gave anyone else the position."

"It would be a dignified hissy fit." Harry said with a laugh, imagining the Malfoy Lord's reaction to him not getting the ministry position.

"Besides, the only other who would qualify, and is seated firmly within my ranks is Nott-,"

"Absolutely not." Harry cut him off and Tom rolled his eyes.

"I am well aware that he would not be voted in." Tom said and Harry sniffed.

"He wouldn't even be considered."

"I would say you are being impossible, however I understand your reasonings." Tom said and Harry frowned slightly.

"I do not understand his behaviour, but if it continues it is going to be very poor for his health, and the health of his house."

"I may alert Theodore to his son's actions soon. It will depend on his actions at the first ball." Tom mused and Harry nodded.

"You may have too, I've had my sister looking for information and lets just say there are things that Nott will want to be kept secret." Harry said, "I am unsure if his father knows of these certain actions, but if he doesn't…"

"It is going to be a train wreck, isn't it?" Tom sighed and Harry gave him a truly nasty grin.

"Yes."

The pair fell in to a peaceful silence, Harry was focussed on his classification and Tom was reading up the very history of the ministry. It was a first-hand recollection of the ministry and how it began, he had found it in one of the Flamel diaries, it was one of the few in actual English and it was turning out to be a gold mine for information. He was directing a floating quill to make notes on things of interest as he read, Tom had taken the idea from Harry and decided that if there was anything that would aid them in fully controlling the ministry it would be to know everything about it.

Some of the things Flamel had noted were really surprising, like the fact that Sicarius Potter cast the base wards of the building in 1629, or like how Ezra Avery carved the very Rune foundations. He shook his head, they could have an advantage here. If the wards and the Runes recognised the blood that cast them then they may be able to take control without anyone realising. They would have to be tested. Tom tilted his head with a thoughtful look, Rabastan would have to be the one that tested them, and possibly Swift too.

"What is it that has you so thoughtful?" Harry's questioning voice cracked through his thoughts and Tom looked at him. The teen was looking at him with open curiosity and Tom found himself smiling slightly before he answered.

"There is a possible way for the ministry wards to be overridden." Tom told him, "I was considering having Rabastan, and your Swift, analyse them."

"Really? That would be highly beneficial." Harry said, "I doubt Swift would turn down the opportunity."

"I will continue to gather necessary information before we send them in. It should be at the end of the week." Tom decided and Harry nodded.

"Now that I have your attention." Harry began, "I believe I am done."

"Let me see," Tom put down his book and held out his hand for Harry's parchment. The teen bit his lip and handed it over, it was written in the beautiful script, Tom had never seen the teen use such writing, and he admitted he was impressed. Harry had defined the wolves as Beings part of a magical race, he had outlines exactly what a werewolf was, except he had put in exactly what a werewolf was instead of what the ministry thought a werewolf was.

Then he had outlined defining points of a werewolf, werewolf triggers, such as attacking one's mate or cub, and then followed it up with traits and actions common in werewolves. Underneath the main section was a subsection on born wolves and their descendants. Overall, it was extremely detailed, and it was exactly what was needed. With the new laws, and what they were trying to accomplish, this was perfect, and there was proof to back it up, as Harry had attached a report to the classification with references to the information pertaining the wolves.

"This is astounding." Tom said, blinking in amazement. "I highly doubt much will need to be changed, but I shall take it over to Lucius."

"Thanks," Harry looked down to hide his pleased smile, "I am hoping to have them all done like this."

"If they are all to this standard then it will completely reform the ministry." Tom stated, "Do you intend to speak with all of the races you are creating?"

"I intend to, or at least have someone actually speak with them. Ray will be the one speaking to the Centaurs, and I shall do the goblins myself." Harry said after a moment.

"I wish you luck with the goblins." Tom muttered and Harry waved him off.

"Nah, it'll be fine. I'll just speak to Ragnok and see what he says."

"Of course you will." Tom muttered with a sigh, "It's you."

"You say that like it's a bad thing."

"No, just an extremely aggravating at times." Tom jokingly grumbled, Harry looked affronted but his eyes were sparkling. He pulled himself up and stretched, cracking his back and his arms in the process much to Tom's disgust. Harry cleared his things with a wave of his hand and turned back to Tom, who was watching him closely.

"There is absolutely no chance that I am going back to my own rooms, is there?" Harry asked rhetorically, and Tom smirked.

"None whatsoever."

"Mmm, Tom," Harry moaned, his hands gripping said man's shoulders in a vice grip. He had been in the middle of getting dressed when the man decided to ravish him, heated kisses that left him breathless, burning, teasing licks and bruising bite marks down his neck and body. He had thought the man had relieved his frustrations the night before, Harry glad he was able to sleep that off because Tom had been positively vicious, but apparently not. In response to his moan, Tom licked Harry's tattoo and watched as the teen threw back his head gasping.

"You will get rid of her today, won't you, Harry?" Tom murmured, as he kissed his way back up his body.

"Yes, yes," Harry breathed, "Yes, I'll get rid of her. Fuck!" the last word was yelled out as Tom covered his nipple with his mouth. "Shit, Tom, I'm going to be late,"

"You'll just have to clean up quickly." Tom muttered, uncaring.

"I can barely walk because of you." Harry groaned, "And my hips are bruised to fuck." The bruises on his hips would be there for a week at least, Tom ran his hands gently over them as he kissed Harry.

"And you look even better for it." Tom told him and Harry managed a breathless laugh.

"You are so twisted."

"You are surprised?" Tom said incredulously, and Harry grinned and shook his head.

"No,"

Tom finally allowed him to sit and do his shirt up, but the man stopped him when he went to cast a freshening charm and Harry raised an eyebrow.

"When she touches you the only thing she'll be able to smell is me." Tom stated and Harry blinked at him in disbelief.

"Holy mother of shit, you've lost your mind." Harry decided and Tom rolled his eyes.

"I have not."

"You are way way way way too possessive of something that is not yours." Harry said to him, rising to his feet and straightening his tie, missing when Tom rolled his eyes again.

"We've been over this, you are mine."

"And I've told you I am not something to be owned, nor do you have any claim on me." Harry pointed out, summoning his robe to throw on over his shirt and trousers. He noted, with a roll of his eyes, that it also reeked of Tom, not that he was too displeased, the man did smell very nice, but that was beside the point.

"For as long as I am using you, you are mine." Tom stated indifferently and Harry looked at him with a slight smirk.

"Using me?" He repeated, "Cold."

"You are not doing the same?" Tom questioned, an eyebrow arching in question.

"Hm, you do have a point." Harry admitted, his smirk growing, "You are useful, I suppose. You do make a wonderful stress reliever."

"Glad to be of service." Tom said sarcastically, and Harry laughed quietly. He stepped over to where Tom was sat on the bed, resting his hands on the man's shoulders while Tom's arms came up to circle his waist and he rested his chin on Harry's chest to look at him. Harry leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, smiling slightly.

"If it makes you feel any better, and get you to remove the damn notion of my belonging to anyone," He shot the man a light glare, "I will remove her from my presence today, as soon as possible."

"Hm, that will have to do for now." Tom relented and Harry rolled his eyes. With one last kiss, he summoned his bag and left via the shadows, his glamour rising up without so much as a second thought. He made his way down to the Great Hall and mentally groaned when Ginny latched on to him immediately, he pulled up a wary smile, as if something was troubling him and went over to the table. Harry snorted to himself when she pointed out that he smelled different and knew if Tom was in the vicinity he would have been so smug. He merely played with his food, not interested in it at all and Ginny picked up on his depressed mood, finally raising a question when they reached the entrance hall.

"What's wrong, Harry?" She asked, concerned and Harry shifted slightly. He looked around and then down at the floor before looking back up at her, an almost scared expression on his face.

"I-I," He made himself stutter and then stop, making her more worried.

"What is it?"

"I can't do this." He whispered, looking at her slightly before averting his eyes.

"What do you mean?" And this time Harry heard genuine worry in her voice.

"Me and you." Harry said, his voice going lower. "It's not safe?"

"What are you talking about?" She demanded and Harry shook his head.

"I can't be seen with you." Harry repeated, his voice growing stronger. "We can't be seen like this anymore."

"Why not? I thought you liked me."

"I do, more than anything in the world," Harry said with as much sincerity as he could fake, "But Ginny, if Halloween has taught me anything is that Voldemort will stop at nothing to get to me. Including harming the ones I love."

"But Harry-,"

"No buts, Ginny. I won't have you killed because of me." Harry said vehemently, "Not you. I refuse. And if I have to be unhappy to keep you safe then so be it. I'll have to train harder to defeat him, and then we can be together."

"Please don't do this." She begged him, but Harry set his face in to determination.

"You won't change my mind." He said, "I'm sorry, Ginny, but for now, this is goodbye." Harry forced himself to kiss her cheek and walk away stiffly, as if he was forcing himself to leave her. He continues walking in such a fashion until he was on the Transfiguration corridor, he breathed in relief to note she wasn't following him and the corridor was practically empty. Harry could already see the day brightening as he walked towards the classroom, he flashed a brilliant smile at Swift and Paws as he entered and sat down with a pleased sigh; mission accomplished.

Harry dropped back on to his chair with a happy groan, letting himself go boneless and closing his eyes. Ginny had tried speaking with him again, but Harry just repeated that he was sorry and left in a hurry. Come dinner time she had given up and he had all but skipped back up to his rooms, happy to collapse in to his chair. The day had not been busy, per se, but with the mounting pressure of getting everything up together, it was becoming difficult to hold himself together. Every day he could feel the minutes passing quickly, and his work seemed more and more like an impossible task.

He sighed to himself, this was getting him nowhere. He got up and summoned some books, he would continue reading the vampire legends before writing out an outline of the new vampire classification. He looked around when his portrait opened and Alina all but feel in, she was crying and Harry noticed she had a heavily limp. He had picked her up and set her on his hip without a second thought, hushing her gently and wiping her tears away.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked softly.

"Someone threw a tripping hex at me and I landed on my leg." She told him, sniffing in an effort to stop crying. Harry hissed to himself and sat her on the kitchen counter, he pulled up her robes to rest above her knees to examine her leg. He barely controlled his growl when he saw the large bruise forming, he summoned a bruise salve from Luna's stock, along with a pain reliever. Harry carefully pasted on the salve and handed her the potion for her to drink.

"Better?" He questioned and she nodded. "Now, how about we get you something nice to eat?" Harry went to the cupboard and pulled out the remainder of the raspberry sorbet he had made, he handed her a spoon and offered the bowl.

"What is it?"

"Raspberry sorbet. Frozen raspberry juice with sugar." He said and she eyed it before trying a tiny bit. Harry grinned as her eyes widened in shocked delight and took a bigger spoonful.

"Wow."

"Nice?"

"Yeah! Where did you get it?"

"I made it," He said and she looked surprised.

"Like you made the cookies?"

"Yes."

"You are so cool!" She decided and Harry laughed.

"Thanks." Said Harry, "So why did you get cursed this time?"

"Marietta was angry because my hair clip was prettier than hers, and then she took it. It was the butterfly that you bought me." She explained and Harry's eyes narrowed.

"You'll have it back, don't worry." Harry assured, "My sister does occasionally go in to the tower, and she'll have it returned to you in no time."

"Marietta will think that I stole it back." Alina pointed out worriedly.

"Not when Raven has finished with her." Harry muttered under his breath, "Don't worry about her."

"If you say so."

"I do." Harry said with a grin, "Now, you finished with the sorbet?" She took one last large spoonful before nodded, Harry checked the cooling charms and put it away. He went to talk when Nip popped in, the little elf was frantic as he bounced over to his master.

"Master Harry, you has to go to the manor right away, sir." He squeaked and Harry blinked.

"What's going on, Nip?" He demanded, fearing the worst.

"Tis not bad sir, but Master Moony is calling for yous, sir. He's be telling Nip to fetch Master Harry immediately, he's be needed yous help." Nip explained and Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Ok, I'll be there now." He said and Nip nodded and popped away. He looked at Aline, who was looking at him in confusion, and grinned. "Wanna come on a trip?"

"Where to?"

"It's kind of a secret sanctuary." Harry told her, "I've been hiding the werewolves because of this crappy WPP law."

"Really?"

"Yes. So, do you want to come?"

"Yes!"

Harry laughed at her enthusiasm and set her on his hip.

"This feels disgusting." He warned before they vanished in to the shadows. He couldn't help but laugh when he saw her disgusted look before he looked around and realised he had landed in chaos. There were werewolves everywhere, some were wounded, some were arguing and others were stood looking around in fear. He looked out of the window to see the courtyard in the same stated and pushed his way down to the ballroom to find the exact same thing. It was loud and the most prominent thing Harry could hear was growling and foreign languages, his ears picking up French, German, Italian and the odd Spanish word as he moved forward. He looked around shocked, eyes wide and fought his way over to Remus, Alina holding on to him and looking around amazed.

"Moony? Moony!?"

"Cub!" the werewolf's relief was palpable and Harry looked around again.

"What in Merlin's name is going on?" He demanded and Remus tugged at his hair.

"Dumbledore has been reaching further than we thought, and some ministries, after the passing of the WPP, have started to crack down on wolves under Dumbledore's direction." He explained, "Word spread and this happened." He made a helpless motion around and Harry ran a hand through his hair.

"Ok, so we need some order and we need languages." Harry said, "Give me two seconds." He weaved his way over to a window and set Alina down. "Think you can hang on here until we get some of this sorted?"

"Sure,"

Paws, Swift?

Yes? They answered almost immediately, sounding frantic.

Are you in the masses of wolves by any chance?

Yes, and dying Swift answered dramatically and Harry rolled his eyes.

Ok, Paws, with Moony, handle the Spanish. Swift, get to Badger and try to get some order. Get the twins to play with the cubs. Harry instructed and he felt their acceptance.

"You don't happen to see any people with violently blond hair, do you?" He asked Alina, looking around.

"Like Draco Malfoy?" Alina said, pointing out the blond.

"Brilliant, thanks." He said, "BLEACH!" The blonde's head snapped around and he fought his way closer.

"What?"

"Get your mother, start ordering those speaking French. You can get starter packs from Moony and get people moving."

"On it,"

Harry looked around and his hand shot out to grab Venom before he could be swept away.

"Start ordering those speaking Italian, starter packs are with Moony."

"Got it."

"Here goes nothing," Harry muttered before raising his voice slightly, " Können alle deutschen Werwölfe in einer geordneten weise zu mir kommen?" As soon as he finished speaking, a group of wolves fought their way through to him, each one talking rabidly. Some with cubs around their feet or in their arms, some wounded and others dead on their feet.

" Beruhigen Sie sich bitte! Ich bin hier um zu helfen, aber ich kann Ihnen nicht helfen wenn Sie mich alle anschreien." Harry said trying to sound soothing. They did eventually calm down and Harry snapped his fingers for Nip to collect some starter packs. He ordered the wolves in front of him in to packs, and then went through them, starting with the ones injured and then the ones with cubs.

Those that were injured were handed a starter pack, which Harry charmed to be translated in to their chosen language. He explained where they needed to go, indicated the map and handed them a note to give to Ellen or Luna explaining what he could see wrong with them and what language they spoke to help them out. Once the injured were dealt with, Harry turned his attentions to those who had cubs, he worked out if they wanted to stay in or out, and when they are sorted he showed them where to go and told them that someone would be up to make sure they were settling in. He also told them that basic materials or clothes would be sent to them, and gave them a brief outline of the food and drinks system before sending them on their way.

His group eventually thinned and let him see Narcissa and Draco rapidly speaking in French, trying to calm down a frantic wolf over something. Paws and Moony were slowly dispersing their crowd and finding other speaking Spanish, while Badger and Swift seem to be motioning wolves in the right direction. He turned around to see if he could find Venom and laughed to himself, the dark Italian was stood in a window and seemed to have roped in a helper from the other Italian wolves. Fenrir and Drew were going in between the wolves and they were doing something, Harry wasn't sure what, but it seemed to be calming the wolves down. Fenrir seemed to be having words with a man around the same size and build and they came to an understanding, the large group around him drifted away, following what Harry guessed was their Alpha. Ellen and Luna had disappeared and Harry assumed that had retreated to the hospital wing to deal with the injuries, Harry rubbed his face over with his hands and turned back to Alina.

"Welcome to my life." He said with a grin at her wide eyed look.

"You're mental." She stated and he laughed.

"I never denied that." He said, "Though, this is a bit more manic than normal."

"So what actually happens in this place?"

"Werewolves come here to stay so they are safe. There is a ward here that stops those not keyed in, or werewolves from coming in. The only reason you got in is because you were brought here by me through a method that is barely detectable." Harry explained, "We'll go down and key you in to the wards later, so you can come back even if you are not with me."

"Who else would bring me?"

"Luna might. She has odd spontaneous ideas like that." Harry said and Alina smiled brightly.

"I like Luna, she's very nice."

"Yeah, I don't know what I would do without her if I am honest."

"She said you would be in a cave." Alina said and Harry laughed.

"Yeah, she's right there." Harry agreed, he looked at his elf when Nip popped in with a worried expression. "What's wrong, Nip?"

"Master Harry, we's not being able to be serve the new wolves." He squeaked, "We's not able to knows what theys bes saying." Harry groaned to himself.

"Dammit!" He muttered, "We cannot have the others running language errands when they have other things to do."

"You need foreign elves." Alina pointed out, and Harry looked at her in amazement.

"You are great." Harry told her with a grin. "Schwarz Lodge elves to me." Fifteen elves popped in before him, they were dressed in black togas with the Black crest in silver and blue stitching, squeaking their happiness at being called by their master.

"Ruhe!" He ordered and they settled, "Leiter Elf?"

"Ja, Meister," An elf Squeaked, and Harry guessed it was a female.

"Ich brauche vier Elfen, die hier mit den den deutschen Werwölfen helfen." Harry said, and watched as the head elf sorted through the elves and pushed four forward. "Gibt es einen unter euch, der Englisch spricht?"

"Einer," The head elf indicated one and Harry sighed in relief.

"Good, now, you are going to be in charge of the elves working here." Harry told the English speaking elf, who nodded excitedly.

"Yes, Master Black, sir." She squeaked, her voice heavily accented.

"Ok, what I need is for you to speak with Nip, he's head elf here in Peverell Manor and he will give you all your needed instructions for your new duties." Harry told her, "You'll also be the one to offer translations to the people or werewolves working here."

"I cans bes doing that, sir."

"Good, thank you." Harry said with a relieved sigh, "You are dismissed." They bowed and disappeared with a crack.

"Now you just have to deal with the others." Alina said and Harry nodded.

"I know I don't have anything in Spain that I am aware of anyway." Harry mused, "Stay right there." Harry walked over to Moony, where the others seemed to have gathered and grinned.

"Hello fellow humans, and not so human." He greeted brightly, and they laughed.

"Hey cub,"

"I hate to ask, but would you lot mind gathering some elves from any houses in Italy, Spain and France. They will be needed to either translate or serve the foreign wolves, I've already got some of mine from Germany."

"We can work something out," Paws assured him, "I'm guessing their communicating with Nip?"

"Yes, one English would be great." Harry said.

"Ok, well, I am going to find something to work as a lasting translating device." Paws said with a huff, "We cannot go on like this. I'll make one if needed."

"See you later, let me know how it goes." Harry said.

"We're off too." Badger said, indicating himself, Swift and Venom. "We are extremely behind now."

"Us too," Draco said, "We have numerous potions on the go and we cannot afford them to spoil with how many wolves we have here now."

"See you guys later." Harry said, "We'll catch up when we can." They drifted away leaving Harry with a tired looking Moony and an oddly excited looking Narcissa. Her expression changed as soon as she caught sight of Harry and the teen cringed.

"Oh dear," He murmured.

"Harry James Potter-Black, you had better have a very good explanation to why I had to stop you from dying." She demanded, and when Harry went to speak she stopped him, "And you had better have an even better an explanation for thinking it would be a bright idea to get up the day after you fractured your spine."

"Um, I was ok?" He tried and her glare gained icicles and he barely stopped himself from flinching back. "Or I was,"

"You were absolutely not ok, Harry James, and when I have healed you I expect a mandatory day of rest in the absolute least." Narcissa hissed.

"I had school," Harry tried but she didn't bite.

"You also have a timeturner," She pointed out coldly, "But even then you didn't just go to school, oh no. You spent you're first day here, seeing to everyone else' needs while completely forgoing your own."

"In my defence, the cub was adorable." Harry hedged and Narcissa's eyes spilled pure venom, "I'll just shut up now,"

"Wise decision. You will be subjected to a full body examination during the Yule holidays, no questions." Narcissa insisted, "And if Miss Lovegood informs me that you have kept yourself in anything less than perfect health, so help me I will make you extremely sorry."

"Yes Ma'am," Harry assured, nodding hurriedly. She looked him over with scrutiny before she found what she was looking for and then she was back to smiling like nothing was bothering her in the world.

"Well, this is certainly more eventful from the usual pureblood regime." She said and Harry laughed.

"I can imagine." He said, "I have someone I want you to meet." He jogged back over to Alina and carried her over.

"Oh, isn't she adorable." Narcissa exclaimed, and Alina blushed.

"Cissa, Moony, this is Alina. Alina this is my very dear Uncle Moony, and the beautiful Lady Malfoy."

"Hello,"

"Wherever did you find such a treasure?" Narcissa inquired brightly and Harry smiled slightly.

"I think she found me really." Harry said, "Having a bit of trouble in school."

"Oh no," Narcissa looked concerned, "Whatever for?"

"This little lady is half Dark-elf." Harry said proudly, and Narcissa's eyes just lit up.

"Really? Isn't this a delightful surprise?" She said and Alina blinked in shock.

"See, I told you it was a good thing." Harry murmured and Alina grinned.

"What Clan are you from?"

"We are of the Khlystovoy Clan, Ma'am." Alina answered, a touch of pride lining her tone along with a slight Russian accent and Narcissa's eyes widened ever so slightly.

"None of this Ma'am business. It's Cissa dear. I am sure we will see a lot of each other." She said, "You should wear your crest with pride, the Khlystovoy Clan have done many impressive things over the years."

"Thank you."

"Here's something for you, Little Elf." Harry said, "Moony here is the one of the best teachers you'll ever meet, and he's a prankster extraordinaire. He might have some spells that you might find useful." Her eyes light up and she turned to Moony in excitement. The werewolf grinned and flicked his wand, Harry's hair turned violently green and she burst in to giggles.

"Wicked!"

"Wanna stay here with Moony and Cissa for five minutes while I go and see my sister?"

"Yeah!"

Harry laughed at her enthusiasm and placed her down on her feet.

"Be good," He said and she grinned. Harry vanished in to the shadows and appeared in the doorway of the infirmary.

"Snake!" Luna exclaimed, coming over with a cub in her arms. "I thought you were here."

"Hey! Yes, I was dealing with the Germans." Harry told her, kissing her cheek, "Is everything ok?"

"Yes, we've got some elves that speak other languages now, so its running smoother."

"Good, I did ask the others if they could lend some elves." Harry said, "Things are going to be extremely busy now, aren't they?"

"Oh yes, but it's a challenge and its fun." She told him. "And don't worry about Alina's hair clip, I'll get it back to her later."

"You are a darling." Harry said.

"Of course." Luna looked around at a shout and she nodded, "I have to go back to work. I'll see you later?"

"Yes. I'll leave you to it." Harry said, he left and walked back up to the ballroom. He smiled at the sound of laughter and grinned when he saw all three of them multiple colours and in various states of dress.

"Well, this is a sight." Harry said and they turned to face him grinning. Harry laughed at them, thoroughly enjoying seeing Narcissa with red hair and clown shoes.

"I learned four new spells, and Moony says that they can only be taken off if you know the specific counter curse. Otherwise they have to wear off." Alina told him excitedly and Harry smirked.

"I think there are a few girls that would wonderful with rainbow hair." Harry said and she nodded.

"I can't wait until tomorrow." She told him, standing still so Moony could remove the spells. Harry cast a tempus and blinked, it was approaching 9pm and he had a little one to be getting back.

"Come on, you." Harry said, scooping her up. "Let me show you around a little bit and then we have to get back." She pouted and crossed her arms.

"Fine," She huffed and Harry chuckled.

"Don't worry, you can come back." He assured, "We'll key you in."

"Thanks,"

Harry showed her how to get to the library and the training room, he took her to the nest and then up to the top floor and showed her one of the last remaining bedrooms.

"Holy Merlin!" She exclaimed, looking around the room in shock.

"What do you think?"

"What even is this?"

"This is your new room. In case you come here and it gets too late. I thought it would be nice if you had somewhere to sleep, just in case."

"But it's massive." She pointed out unnecessarily, looking around the beautifully decorated room. It was purple and green, with shades of black.

"I know, and look." He took her to the bathroom and she actually squeaked in shock, much to Harry's amusement. "I told you I could show you a bigger bathroom."

"This is insane." She decided and Harry laughed.

"But do you like it."

"Um yes!" She said in a duh voice, "Look at it."

"Yes, it is rather nice."

"Rather nice?" Alina repeated, "Moony was right, you are weird." Harry made a noise of protest and huffed.

"Well isn't this nice." He grumbled.

"There there,"

Harry tickled her for that until she was yelling that she was sorry, Harry grinned and cast a quick disillusion charm on them both. Harry vanished in to the shadows and they landed just outside the Ravenclaw common room, in the shadowed corner by the suit of armour. He checked that no one was around and set Alina down and cancelled the spell, he knelt down and made sure he robes were neat and tidy.

"Now, you know where to find me and you have spells to use. Luna will get back your hair clip and you'll have it by tomorrow night." Harry said to her, he conjured up a phial. "Prick your finger, I need to key you in to the wards." She bit in to her thumb easily and let some blood flow in to the phial, and Harry healed the wound with a wave of his wand.

"Thank you for cheering me up. I had loads of fun." She said and Harry smiled.

"Any time, Little Elf." Harry said, "Off you go." She waved as she ran over to the Ravenclaw entrance, she easily answered the riddle and entered the room. Harry went directly down to the ward stone room, he opened the door and easily tied in Alina to the wards before going back to his rooms and dropping down in his bed with a groan. He was exhausted and just wanted to sleep, but it was not to be. His scar flared and he was flooded with excitement and impatience from Tom, he groaned to himself and pulled himself to his feet. He shadowed to the Dark Lord's rooms and blinked a few times to see the man rapidly talking to someone in Romanian in the fire, the man held out his hand for Harry and tugged him over to his side almost absently.

"Harry, this is Atanase Bogdan, he is the leader of one of the most powerful vampire clans in the world; the Noapte Sange Clan." Tom introduced, "Atan, this is Harry Potter-Black, the one who is redefining your people's status within our government."

"Dark Lord, vhen you mentions somevon involved in such matters, you failed to mention how very beautiful they were." The vampire said, his accent thick but his tone seductive. Harry didn't need to be looking at Tom to know that the man was shooting death rays from his eyes, the man had tensed and his grip increased slightly.

"I did not believe it relevant." He snapped, and the vampire smirked, his fangs on show.

"Nu posesiv?"

"Liniᶊtit." Tom hissed, before turning to Harry, "Atan here has agreed to send over information on the vampires, their appearance and their habits and actions." Harry's eyes lit up in delight and he grinned.

"Really? That's brilliant. This would save me having to set up an interview." Harry said happily, "Do you think you could send over information on mating and birthing of vampires, as well as the difference between the bitten and the born?"

"It shall be done."

"Wonderful, thanks." Harry said sincerely.

"I shall send it with the envoy," Atan said, directing his words to both men.

"It is appreciated," The Dark Lord said with a nod and the vampire vanished from the flames. Harry turned to Tom with a bright smile and restrained himself from bouncing up and down.

"You are really great sometimes." Harry told him, "Thank you."

"I do have moments of unusual greatness." Tom agreed, smirking at Harry's groan.

"You're arrogance astounds me still." Harry said, "Though, it is allowed today because this is brilliant. As soon as this information gets to you, I can start the process of writing up the vampire classification."

"It should lessen your reading workload."

"It will, and I am very grateful." Harry said, "I am also exhausted." He said dropping down on to Tom's sofa.

"Were you not supposed to be researching tonight?" Tom asked, "You said you had much to do."

"I was planning on it." Harry said with a muted groan, "But there was an emergency at the Sanctuary, and I had to go there immediately."

"What was the problem?" Tom questioned, "You are not injured."

"No, it was not an emergency in that sense, but the sense that there was at least a hundred wolves that turned up from different countries." Harry explained and Tom blinked.

"Excuse me?"

"Yes, Germany, Italy, France and Spain, and do you think many of them spoke English? No, they did not." Harry shook his head, his eyes closed as he relaxed on the sofa. "So I arrived to find the entrance hall, the court yard and the ballroom in utter chaos and everyone yelling in different languages."

"I see the emergency." Tom mused and Harry snorted.

"Yes, so did I." Harry agreed, "Trying to get that many wolves, who don't speak English and don't speak the same language, who are injured, scared and distressed, in to some semblance of order is challenging."

"What did you do, in the end?" Tom inquired and Harry sighed.

"In the end I had Cissa and Draco on the French, Paws and Moony on the Spanish, Venom on the Italian, while I took the German. Badger and Swift were running directions and interface, the twins on entertainment, Fenrir and Drew on wolf stuff and Ellen and Luna on healing." Harry told him, "We got there eventually, and the wolves were settled in. But we had to call elves from summer homes and winter retreats because of the language barrier, it's, hopefully, in order now."

"You're sanctuary is rapidly filling." Tom said, "Do you believe it will become over occupied?"

"No, because most of the wolves prefer to live outside. Out of the thirty two rooms available within the manor, I do believe only fifteen are occupied. There are still at least four outbuildings available also." Harry said and a moment's thought.

"I was under the impression that there were more wolves living inside."

"Oh there are, but family packs live in one room to themselves. Apparently they are big enough, and they are pleased with that amount of space." Harry said with a half-hearted shrug.

"It is truly appalling the standards they have been reduced to." Tom said in disgust.

"I know, but this is working." Harry said, he pulled himself up and yawned. "Ok, I need to go and actually get some sleep. You are too distracting."

"I apologise for my distractions." Tom said sarcastically and Harry sniffed.

"Apology accepted."

"Impossible," Tom sighed and Harry grinned as he vanished in to the shadows. He threw on some black pyjama bottoms and climbed in to bed, falling asleep almost instantly.

Ginny, it seemed, was going to be pining for a while, Harry thought, as he sat down at the Gryffindor table for breakfast. She gave him the most pathetic look imaginable and Harry had a hard time not scoffing, but he ignored it instead, focussing on the food in front of him. He wasn't paying much attention when the mail came, but he yelped when he was viciously pecked by a nondescript owl. He untied the letter and tucked it in to his robes, recognising the Gingotts seal and rising to go and read it. He cracked the letter open as soon as he was in an empty corridor and he found his eyebrows rising further and further up his head.

"What in the name of Merlin is this?" He whispered in confusion. According to this, he had received five very substantial payments of 500,000 galleons in to the Peverell vault from Prewett, Longbottom, McKinnon, Zabini and Malfoy family vaults. He knew the houses would earn it back within the month, but that was beside the point. He frowned to himself as he walked to his first lesson. Why would they be giving him money? And why to the Peverell vault? It served no purpose. All through the day Harry pondered on his new mystery, getting slightly lax with his spell casing to the delight of his teachers and finally he latched on to Bleach on the way down to potions.

"Why did you give me money?" Harry demanded and Draco raised an eyebrow in a way that made Harry believe he was missing something.

"That should be obvious." He stated and Harry blinked.

"Should it?" He asked and Draco rolled his eyes.

"I'll explain after, we need to meet anyway." Draco said, "You need to focus, I am not allowing you to kill us by not paying attention."

"What are we even doing?" Harry wondered and Draco sighed to himself.

"We are making the Erumpent Potion." Draco told him and Harry's eyes widened.

"What! We're doing what!" Harry exclaimed and Draco shot him an unimpressed look.

"You heard me."

"He's insane! Is he finally trying to kill us all? Because he's going the right way." Harry hissed, eying the beginning potion with slight fear.

"Will you calm down?" Draco snapped and Harry hedged away.

"Calm down?" He repeated, "Are you out of your mind? Do you know what happens when I even stasis a potion?" Draco looked at him in a new light.

"Very good point." He agreed, suddenly wary of Harry being anywhere near the potion, "Sit at the end and read, I don't want to die today." Harry complied without complaint, he didn't know what Snape was thinking assigning him that potion, it was like the man wanted everyone to die. He opened his book and read over the potion they were making. He already knew of it because of Luna, but that was just the general gist of the potion, he wanted an explanation so he sat back to read. The more he read, the more he became thankful he was way out of the way, he would have probably killed the entire classroom by now. It was near the end of the lesson when Snape swept over, he raised an eyebrow at their arrangements and looked between the pair.

"I do believe that this years' potions assignments were to be done in a pair." He drawled and the pair blinked at him as if he was stupid, something, by the glare he sent them, he did not appreciate.

"That's the Erumpent Potion." Harry pointed out as if explained everything.

"I am well aware of what potion you are completing, Mr Potter, as I am a Master of the art." Snape snapped coldly and Harry raised an eyebrow, his sarcastic biting comment derailed when Draco kicked him.

"Sir, do you not remember what happened the last time Potter used magic around a potion?" Draco asked and Harry blushed slightly; he had been pink for a week. Snape blinked and his lips twitched slightly, making Harry glower at the book in his hands.

"Ah yes, it has come to mind now." He mused, "Did it not last the entire week, the pink dye?" Harry threw Snape a dark look and grumbled under his breath as those around him snickered, remembering the incident from last year.

"Yes, around that amount of time." Harry muttered.

"Very well, continue as you were. We need not the unnecessary deaths." Snape said and billowed away.

"I thought you looked great pink." Draco told him seriously, and it might have been believable if his eyes weren't sparkling with laughter.

"I hate you all." Harry threw back and then vanished behind his book as Draco smirked at him. Harry was one of the first people to get out of the room when the bell rang, he slipped up to his rooms and threw his stuff on the sofa, still muttering to himself. He was going to find a way to make the potions master pink for a week and see how he liked it, he huffed to himself and sent a jab and Swift and Paws. They didn't have a lot to discuss, meeting a few days prior, but he could tell them about the werewolf breakthrough and the favour Tom called in with the vampires for him. Paws shadowed in with Badger and Raven, while Swift came with Venom and the twins bounced in as wild cats with Draco following shaking his head.

"What's up with you?" Paws asked and Harry frowned.

"Why did you all give me money?" He questioned and they looked at him blankly.

"He doesn't see it." Bleach informed them, "It's still slightly ingrained I believe." The others frowned amongst themselves and Harry blinked.

"What?"

"Its for the sanctuary." Paws told him and Harry blinked again.

"Why?" He asked bewildered and she sighed.

"One day," She muttered to herself.

"You don't have to do everything by yourself, Harry." Swift told him seriously, "All of us are here to help you, with everything. That means the sanctuary too, you don't have to do it alone." Harry looked at them all blankly, he tilted his head to the side as if he was trying to understand.

"We stand with you." Luna told him, "Not the dark, not the light, not even with our families; we stand with you."

"Oh," Harry said, blinking owlishly. "But I didn't need the money."

"That doesn't mean we are not going to help." Bleach pointed out, "I can handle the potions we're making but it doesn't stop the twins from helping me."

"Basically, you just have to shut up and deal with it." Badger told him, "We've given you the money, you can't give it back because that would be extremely rude and we'll give it back to you again." Harry couldn't really argue with that, he was still slightly confused but he was pleased for some reason.

"Ok then," Harry looked at his friends again and shrugged. "I guess I've been outvoted."

"Yes, so don't argue." Paws said to him firmly. "Now, anything of interest happen?"

"I've given the final draft of the werewolf classification to Tom and Lucius." Harry told them, "They are going to go over it, but Tom believes that there shouldn't be much, if anything, to change."

"Brilliant, Snake." Badger said.

"The other thing would be the fact that Tom has managed to get the leader of the Noapte Sange Clan to send all the information about Vampires so I don't need to set up an interview or anything." Harry said pleased, "I don't even need to meet with him, I spoke to him yesterday and he's sending it with envoys."

"The Dark Lord set this up?" Bleach repeated and Harry nodded with a smile.

"To lessen my workload." He confirmed, missing the significant look shared between his friends. "Though, I still need to write it up. That won't be problem as soon as Tom gives me the information. But with Ray taking my Heir search and the wolves being settled then I should be ok. I've gotten rid of Ginny for now so I can focus down and concentrate on getting Dumbledore out of here, I have just over a week to push the board in to a decision."

"We'll see if we can move quicker, every detail is needed." Paws assured him, "Don't worry too much on the details of your projects, Dumbledore is the big fish."

"Ok, I'll keep you updated." Harry said and they said their goodbyes, leaving Harry and Luna alone.

"This is it." Luna said, "This is what it's coming to."

"I know," Harry sighed, "I only hope we are ready."

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