Avangeline Fanfiction Harry Potter and the Darkness Within
A/N here is next chapter. A lot of time passes in this one the real action starts next one. I am projecting at least five more chapters of this length or longer. Hope you enjoy them and that they are worth the work.
Well here it is
Warning: the last part of the chapter contains slash and the rest pre-slash don't like don't read.
Chapter Eleven
Presents, Names, and Time
The days passed with startling amounts of happiness for Harry. He loved being in the old manor with his friends. They would just sit in one of the cavernous sitting rooms and talk for hours without end. In the cold evenings they would sit with chairs pulled close to the fireplace and listen to Adaeze and Dakarai tell stories. Those stories were always wonderful and usually managed to teach them something as well.
Harry learned the Zabinis were big on tradition and being proud of your heritage. They were just level headed enough to know that no one should be ridiculed for following their blood. Their stand on the war was simple, Muggleborns shouldn't try to be purebloods and purebloods shouldn't try to be muggles. It had nothing to do with which heritage was better they just thought you shouldn't try to be what your not.
While Harry was learning more and more about his friends he relaxed and a few more details slipped out. His friends now knew his home life was not pleasant, and that he admired his Sire more then any other person. With every conversation the mystery surrounding Harry thinned out. They came to know that there was much more to him then he let people see.
The children were not the only ones watching and learning about Harry. Adaeze and Dakarai having better knowledge of Harry's past were looking for any marks left by the abuse. Unfortunately several became abundantly clear. The first thing they noticed was Harry never touched anyone if he could help it. When someone accidentally brushed him he would either jump or flinch depending on if he saw it coming or not. The next thing was the fact he never asked for help. They never even heard him say the word help much less admit he needed it. Another thing was bizarre personality swings. One minute he was a happy normal child running and talking with his friends. The next he was a serious adult planning a war no child should have to face.
Dakarai's views on the matter were practical. The young man had good ideas and sound theories on how to achieve those ideas. His problems could hold him back from achieving that. The fact that he wouldn't ask for help could lead him into situations that he couldn't get out of alive. The flinching from touch could be detrimental in a hand to hand duel. He would work with Harry to help suppress those reflexes.
Adaeze took a more psychological view on things. The child was obviously hurting inside. He was a better actor then anyone she had ever met before. He let no one in and she didn't think that would change anytime soon. She wondered what was buried beneath his shields. Only when the core problem was dealt with would the symptoms go away.
Together they both decided there was no way they would not take Harry in. They didn't care about his vampirism. To them it was an advantage not a problem. It was just another heritage to be proud of.
The adults had kept the fact that Severus was coming to them. When he showed up billowing robes and all it caused quite a stir. Harry had not been away from his Sire for that length of time since his second turning. He found himself actually missing him, which he vehemently denied when someone asked. He would have been amused to know that Severus found he felt similar.
In fact Severus was quite angry that because of one manipulative old man he could not take in his own Childe. While he knew the Zabinis would take excellent care of Harry. He felt he could do a better job because he knew what the boy needed and wanted. His only consolation was the fact he could visit Harry anytime and should see him to hunt.
Speaking of hunting he could feel the hunger steadily building in his Childe. "Harry, we will be hunting tonight. Do you have your hunting robes with you?"
"Yes Sire, and let me guess this whole thing was planned wasn't it?" Harry asked pointedly.
"What makes you think it was?" Severus asked carefully.
"The timing was a big giveaway, and of course how you reacted to the question." Harry said with a smirk. Just pay back for the time Severus had tricked him.
"Well at least you learned something from me." Severus said huffily.
"Oh, and what would that be?" Harry asked.
"Your attitude, it's surprisingly similar." Severus informed his childe.
"Then I will just have to fix that wont I?" Harry answered teasingly.
Severus was saved by replying when they were all called to dinner. It was a wonderful affair. The food was delicious and conversation flowed easily. Everyone could clearly hear the two vampires take turns baiting each other. The Zabinis saw the changes in their friend and couldn't help but think that Harry was good for him.The children however were concentrating on Harry. He was relaxed and happy with his Sire.
They all realized just how much both of them would lose because Severus couldn't take him. The children except for Blaise all thought Harry would have to return to his relatives. The adults all knew what was to happen and didn't like it one bit. After seeing their interaction Adaeze and Dakarai knew Harry's place was next to Severus. They would still take in and care for Harry but they knew they were only the second choice as caretaker.
Harry was oblivious to the others distraction. He was too busy bantering with his Sire. He realized he really enjoyed Severus's company more then any other adult. While he cherished each of his friends he actually loved his Sire. What he had yet to decipher was the kind of love.
After supper was over the two vampires got ready to go hunting. This being the first time Adaeze and Dakarai had seen him in full vampire mode. His tight black clothing was immaculate as always and with his enhanced senses, hypnotic stare, and graceful movements. Both of them epitomized the concept of vampire. They looked every inch like the beautiful, deadly stalkers of the night that they were.
All they had to do now was find a safe place to hunt. Dakarai told Severus about a small forest on the southern edge of their property. Severus thanked him then led his slightly overeager childe into the snowy night.
Severus watched with thinly veiled amusement as Harry raced around him. Harry had not been able to truly practice his vampiric abilities since he left the school. He was using every moment of available time to work of the excess energy.
He only stopped running around when they caught sight of the trees. Then he was all business ready to hunt. Severus saw the change come over his childe and knew it was time to get started. They entered the forest then went their separate ways to hunt.
A few hours later Severus was walking softly having already caught something and drank. He smelt something strange. Then he knew what it was. It was the scent of unicorn blood neither sweet nor bitter, just a light welcoming scent. It was the welcoming aspect of the scent that confused Severus. Any other time he had stumbled upon unicorns it had a warning undertone.
His curiosity got the better of him and he followed the scent. What he saw when he got their shocked him, awed him, and scared him in the same moment. He saw two of the beautiful beasts. One was a beautiful mare whose coat was completely silver. The other was the most glorious thing Severus had ever seen. It was a stallion coal black with a smoky grey horn.
He was too busy staring at the two magnificent animals to notice the clearings other occupant. Finally the other just walked up behind him and put one pale hand on his shoulder. Severus jumped about three feet into the air not having any warning the touch was coming. He looked behind himself to see the smirking face of his childe. A voice in their minds stopped any further interaction.
"Welcome both of you. We have been waiting for you." a deep earthen voice emanating from the stallion informed them.
"Our kind has been watching both of you since this princely gift was bestowed upon you. The heavens have assigned both of you a task, a task that will shape the fate of this current earth." A light airy voice like bells ringing came from the mare.
The stallion then took over, speaking directly to Severus. In fact Severus was sure Harry was not hearing this part. "The heavens speak of you as a protector. You are here to guide the steps of the one who will rid our world of evil. For now the Star Childe needs a father, mentor, and friend. You are already that and more. Your current plans are correct if you take your childe in now it will end in disaster. However as he grows and matures his needs will change. He will need a lover, a confidant, and an anchor.
On the night of his fifteenth birthday he will begin to receive his inheritance. His power will slowly flow into him over a complete year. When that year is complete he will have received more power then any creature has ever been gifted with. The catch is he will be completely uncontrolled to start with. You must be there to ground him or the power will explode from him in devastating waves. Remember his emotions are the key he must open up and have control over those. Every emotion he posses will manifest in a specific power the more control over that emotion he has the better control he will have over that power.
However he cannot use what he doesn't know. He has locked his emotions so far down some are completely unrecognizable. Break down his wall and soon. Train him well and we will have a force of light strong enough to battle the evil trying to enshroud our world. Don't train him and he will be a terrifying force of nature that destroys without intent every time he feels minor irritation.
Can you do this? If not for the world then for your childe, the world is not the only thing in danger his power could kill him as well." The stallion explained bluntly.
"I will do this, for the world but mostly for him." Severus assured the stallion.
"Then you may drink from me. My blood will give you the strength to help him in his darkest times." The stallion offered lowering his neck to the vampire.
Severus slowly drank from the creature. Feeling an ecstasy like nothing he had ever experienced. Soon though he withdrew his fangs and healed the wound.
Meanwhile, as Severus was speaking with the Stallion the mare was talking to Harry. "Star child listen closely. You have the greatest destiny I have ever witnessed. You are the weapon the forces of light are using. You have already begun to train and that is good but you must do more. You will be receiving more power then you have ever dreamed, too much for one person to carry alone. Your Sire is your foreordained anchor. Keep him close and he will keep you safe. For now there are plans being made for your safety. Follow the course given to you it is the right choice. It will only be a temporary thing until the danger has passed and your true guardian can take you.
I can feel your inner turmoil towards your Sire. He has been horrible to you in the past yet you find you forgave him easily. You feel a love for him yet you do not know what those feelings mean. I will help you choose the right direction. Your heart already knows the answer. Your mind does as well but you have yet to come to terms with it. When your body matches what your heart feels then the time has come to act on your feelings.
Remember he can help you in many ways. Let him under your shields he will not shy away once he knows the truth. He is the only one with the strength and the will to help you. He will help you rein in the enormous amount of magic fate will be giving you. I am warning you now at first you will not be able to control it. He will ground you so he can drain the excess magic before you do too much damage.
Once this power is under your control no force of nature will be beyond your control. You might be thinking you can win easily. I am sorry to tell you but this is nature's way of evening the odds. As things stand without you the dark is to strong the light cannot win. You are the only thing that could tilt the balance back to center.
Can you do this? You would be risking everything you know and love to save the world. There are no grantees of success." The mare told him gravely.
"What choice do I have? If I don't do anything we are guaranteed to lose. If I fight we have at least a slight chance of winning. I will fight and I will do it alongside my sire." Harry answered her.
"Very well then, drink. My blood will give your innate goodness a boost. It will help you succeed when your path grows dark." She told him as she offered her neck. Harry slowly and reverently drank from her and healed the wounds.
By the time Harry had healed the mare Severus and the stallion had completed their own exchange. The stallion addressed them both then. "Be careful you two. The hope of all light and goodness is in your hands. You are the warriors and the weapons. You will have free rein in what you learn and use. In magic there is no light or dark only intention remember that. You both know what you have to do. Now go do it and never drift apart you will need each other more then you could ever imagine."
The mare spoke then, "you may tell only those you trust with your lives about us. You have chosen your companions well. They will not lead you astray. I wish you luck and skill. Work hard train harder and you shall succeed for now and eternity."
Then both the unicorns dropped to their front knees in an unmistakable bow. They rose and trotted gracefully back into the trees. Sire and Childe were left to walk back to Zabini manor. They were both silent but it was a companionable silence. Both had much to think about and left the other to their thoughts.
They reached the manor and headed up to their rooms. Harry was happy to note Severus had been placed in the room next to his. Before going into their respective rooms they exchanged blood again. This time Harry feed from Severus's neck and Severus from Harry's wrist. In this exchange Harry received some of the stallion's strength and Severus received some of the mare's innocence.
They parted ways and slipped into their rooms. Neither realizing someone had watched the blood exchange in awe and curiosity. It was Draco and he was happy for the two creatures closest to him. He smiled as he closed his door softly and headed back to bed. After all the next day was Christmas and he had a hunch something big was going to happen.
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The next morning Harry was woken up by three people pouncing on him at once. A furious pillow fight ensued. Their little war ended twenty minutes later as Severus had come in wondering what was keeping them.
He walked into the room to see his childe laughing and hitting his friends with the feather stuffed pillows. The students were interrupted in their fight by the normally stoic potions professor bursting into quiet laughter. Harry looked up grinning at his sire.
"Good morning sire." He said.
"Good morning childe. What in the world possessed you to do this?" Severus asked.
"They started it when they decided to wake me up by pouncing." Harry told him seriously.
He would have said more if he hadn't caught Draco mumbling something. "What did you say Draco?" he asked.
"I said your lucky it wasn't earlier we were all up before dawn." He said only to have Blaise continue.
"Yeah but we all agreed we valued our lives more then presents." He said obviously already hyper.
"So we gave you until dawn." Pansy informed him primly.
"Then in reparation can you help me with my potion. It takes forever to do it by myself." Harry asked hesitantly it was the first time he had voluntarily asked for help. He was a little nervous.
"Sure, but you're going to have to take your shirt off." Draco told him. Harry took a deep breath but obediently took off his shirt.
Severus just stood in the doorway watching as their eyes widened at feeling the scars. Having had the experience of touching them without seeing he knew how unsettling it could be. Soon though the potion was applied and Harry had taken a dose of Bloodlust potion.
As they were leaving the room to meet up with Blaise's parents Pansy asked the obvious questions. "Harry what was that? I felt bumps on your skin yet saw nothing. You have a glamour up don't you? Why?"
Harry sighed then began to answer her questions. What you felt were scars, and yes I have glamour up. I have already mentioned my relatives weren't nice people well now you know how badly I was treated. I put a glamour up for several reasons. For one it keeps people from staring, second it keeps people from pitying me, and three I never thought anyone would care and I don't like looking at them myself."
"We are here when you need to talk." Blaise said voicing the opinions of them all.
Their depressing thoughts were shoved aside when they entered the main living room. It was beautifully decorated in silver and gold. Candles were thick upon the boughs of an enormous fir tree.
Their eyes were drawn to the heap of gifts under the tree. The pile was a good three feet high and about five feet deep. The unabashed glee on all of their faces was worth any trouble to the adults. The children's faces lit with happiness all of them enjoying the time where they could act their age.
Harry was nearly overwhelmed as he opened gift after gift. He got more clothes then he had ever owned. More sugar then was really good for him. He also got some very interesting looking books from his Sire, one on experimental potions and two more on vampires.
Everyone pretended not to notice Harry's rather enthusiastic hug of thanks. Severus face had a pink tinge to it but he indulged his childe and allowed it. Severus was actually a little angry. While he had gotten a lot of gifts all of them had been rather simple. He hated to think why Harry was so happy with such simple gifts.
Finally each person was down to their last gift. The boxes the gifts were in looked uncannily similar. All were long and thin, the only difference was in the size of box. They were all from Severus.
They all opened these gifts at the same moment and gasps of awe filled the room. The boxes contained beautifully forged and crafted weapons. Pansy had been given a beautiful ash bow and a dozen arrows charmed to return to her quiver. Draco had received a long Katana, a thin curved sword with a carved obsidian handle. Blaise had been given throwing stars. Specially designed knives that were easy to throw and charmed to pierce amour thicker then dragon hide.
Harry literally was overwhelmed when he saw his own. In his box lay two identical daggers. Each had a foot long blade. The hilt from haft to tip was roughly half of the blade length. He looked up to his sire silently asking what they were.
"Harry those are called Sai, they are purely offensive. It is a weapon designed to kill. I will be teaching all of you how to use your gifts when we are back at school. You might have noticed out of all of you half have defensive weapons and the others have offensive. I have talked to your parents and used what I know of you to know what to give you. All the weapons are from my family vault and are the best that has ever been made. Take care of them." He explained.
"We will," came the chorus of excited voices.
"Do you like it Harry?" Severus asked mind to mind.
"Yes I love the gift I'm just not so in love with what I have to do with it. I know what the unicorns told us. That we are weapons I just never pictured myself having to kill again. I mean I killed at least one person before I was twelve years old. I do not like being the cause of death." Harry explained.
"Childe if you are worried about becoming evil then you won't. If you ever become used to killing then we have a problem. It is not an easy task to do, and you are right you are still a child in body if not mind. I have to ask are you ready for one more surprise?" Severus asked.
"I don't see how one more will be any worse." Harry replied.
Severus spoke out loud then. "There is one more gift left but it is not mine to give." With that he looked over to Adaeze and Dakarai.
Dakarai looked at harry as he pulled a scroll of parchment from his pocket. "Harry, Severus had contacted us before the holidays with an interesting request. Adaeze and I have been watching you over this holiday to see if we would accept or decline. I want you to know we didn't think of declining at all. Well here you are." He said as he handed the scroll to Harry.
Request to adopt
The ministry of magic hereby grants the request made by
Dakarai Zabini and Adaeze Zabini
To adopt the minor listed below
Harry James Potter
You have three weeks from the date of notification to submit signed and completed paperwork
Witnessed by
Miss Amelia Bones and Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge
Harry finished reading the scroll eyes wide and mouth open slightly. He was having trouble believing what his eyes were telling him. He looked up at Dakarai and Adaeze and asked, "Is this for real?"
"Yes Harry, we want to adopt you and have you within our family. We have discussed it together as well as with Severus. From what I have seen you belong with your Sire but it would not be safe. All you have to do is agree and you will become our second son. What do you want?" Adaeze asked.
"I want a family this has to be a dream." Harry said quietly.
"Harry you aren't dreaming this is really happening." Severus told him.
"Then yes, with all my heart yes." Harry finally answered. Only to be buried seconds later by a heap of his friends. Blaise got to him first followed swiftly by Pansy and Draco.
Finally Severus took some compassion for his childe and started to get the students to release him. Finally he was left with just Blaise holding each of his hands. "Harry you have no idea how hard it was for me not to say anything. I have known they were going to ask you since the beginning of the holidays. I had so hoped you would say yes. I want to be the first to say welcome to the family Brother." He said simply.
"Brother," Harry said quietly to himself like he was testing out the word.
"All we have to do is sign the papers and you will be ours." Dakarai said handing Harry a second piece of paper. Harry looked it over and saw the paper had a place to change his name if he wanted to.
"Um would it be possible to change my name? I respect my true parents but I didn't get to really know them. In order for me to live in the present I need to put the past behind me and start fresh in every way." He asked quietly.
"Yes, child you can. Do you have something in mind or would you like to think it over?" Adaeze asked.
"I would like to think about it how much longer do we have?" he asked.
"You just have a week. We had the papers drawn up the day Severus asked us to take you. I am glad we did. Will that be enough time?" She asked.
"Yes, it should be." Harry replied.
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The next few days passed quietly Severus left and they returned to their routine of talking during the day and sitting around sipping hot chocolate and listening to stories. Harry was deep in thought over his new name. He liked that the Zabinis thought your heritage was something to be proud of and the Potters were Pureblood dating back generations. The original origin was unknown but the first time someone called themselves potter was in Greece. So after three days of deliberation he came up with two Greek names. His new name would be Demetrius Soterios Zabini.
As soon as that was decided the paperwork was signed and sent to the ministry, and from here on out he would be referred to as Demetrius.
Soon though the four students were heading back to school and began to train and learn as much as they could. Soon they were so far advanced they had to tone it down in class or risk being exposed for a second time. Demetrius and Severus continued their after school lessons and weekly hunts. The experience with the unicorns had only drawn them closer. While Demetrius loved his new family he was still a little sad that his Sire couldn't take him.
They worked constantly on his control. They first had to uncover and deal with each emotion before they would move on to the next one. They covered the relatively easy emotions first, such as joy, excitement, and frustration. All they had to do to unlock those was instill in Demetrius that what his relative said was wrong. It was alright and perfectly healthy to feel those emotions. To control them all you had to do was learn what was a healthy amount to feel and when to rein them in.
By the end of their second year they had all started weapons training and Demetrius was slowly working through mastering his emotions. He worked as hard as he possibly could. He learned the harder he worked the longer he could keep it up. He was training his mind like a mortal would train any other muscle. He challenged himself just enough to keep getting stronger but not so challenging he burnt out to soon.
All he knew was that at the end of the year Voldemort returned. He had followed a weird voice in his mind down to a secret chamber. There he battled and killed a basilisk with his Sai. He came into the main chamber just to hear a high cold laugh echoing as Voldemort disappeared. Demetrius raced over to a crumpled form and found Ron's little sister. Seeing she was on the brink of death he gave her just enough blood to keep her alive and get her to Pomfrey.
He had visited the girl later and found the only side effects his blood had on her was to give her a liking for blood lollies and increased her hearing a touch. He was glad to see she was alright and still mortal. If he had inadvertently turned her then it would have been bad.
As it was Ginny had been pulled from the school. The Weasley's said that it would be better for her away from Hogwarts. So they sent her off to a school in America that Ron was also attending.
So his second year ended and the war started again. Demetrius just seemed to know that while Ginny's recovery might have weakened Voldemort. He would be back and looking for revenge.
That summer he worked as hard as ever. He looked forward to Severus's weekly visits to train him and Blaise and take him hunting. While it wasn't strictly necessary for Severus to accompany him anymore they still did because it was something that bonded them closer together. Including the blood exchanges they had after every successful hunt.
Then third year began. He knew immediately upon entering his classroom that their defense teacher was a lycanthrope. The potion masked his presence from the werewolf but he was still careful. It wouldn't due to brush past him in the hall and have the professor smell fresh blood on him.
Third year passed much the same as second with him training and practicing. The event at the end of the year that had everyone talking was the fact one of Azkaban's most dangerous prisoners broke out, Peter Pettigrew. This was a bit more personal to Demetrius. This was the man who had betrayed his parents.
Pettigrew tried to kidnap Demetrius, but the vampire surprised him. Demetrius always carried his Sai in hip sheaths they were well hidden and easy to reach. When the short balding man grabbed him he drew his Sai and started to fight. The other man wasn't very good, he finally gave up with a howl of outrage and transformed mid run into a large woebegone rat. Not without paying the price, Demetrius had managed to neatly sever a finger from Pettigrew's left hand.
With the fact Voldemort now had a major supporter back Demetrius and Severus worked harder then ever on his control. They were now left with the much more complex emotions anger, love, and jealousy. Out of those three they tackled jealousy.
The key to that emotion is simple, don't fear abandonment. Demetrius had never had stability before. He was constantly afraid everything good he had would be taken away from him. The largest portion of his third year was Severus showing him he was not going to be abandoned or left behind. It was in this year that Demetrius finally acknowledged what his heart had been telling him. His mind however told him it was not the right time.
Fourth year was eventful. That year was devoted to Demetrius learning to control both anger and love. Anger took the most effort to control. He had to totally surrender himself to the feeling before he could fight it. This meant someone had to get him roaring mad then he would practice reining it in.
He got some unexpected help with that. The Gryffindors were constantly at him. While some of the rivalry had died down most was still stewing. They made him mad and he controlled it. He even learned how to use his emotions for good. He found out by accident that if he channeled his anger into a spell the spell was stronger and more accurate. Now he practiced consciously doing the same thing.
The simplest thing to control turned out to be the hardest to understand. Love, Demetrius had only experienced true love as an infant before joining his current family. He now knew the love of family and the love of friends. He had yet to experience the love of a mate. Although by now he had a pretty good idea who he would choose. He was just waiting for what the mare had said. For his mind to tell him it was time to act on what was in his heart.
The end of that year was troubled. A Voldemort supporter came in and kidnapped Demetrius and another student who had been walking in the corridor at the wrong time, Cedric Diggory. They were taken to Voldemort where Demetrius watched as they killed that solid upstanding young man. Then the evil man untied Demetrius gave him his wand back and told him to duel. Demetrius got hit with Crucio twice before casting a spell of his own. Looking back he didn't even remember what spell it was. The events directly after were too overshadowing. Prior Incantatem came into affect. He got to see and speak to his parents and Cedric. Hearing those voices gave him the strength to fight harder. He drew his Sai and fought with those. The Death eaters not expecting a muggle attack were caught off guard. He managed to reach Cedric and used a newly learned spell to create a portkey.
He had set the portkey to land them in the entrance hall, it worked. Unfortunately he was heavily questioned on the events and had to walk them through it in a pensieve, twice. He barely got away without being charged with murder. They agreed that someone else killed Cedric but absolutely refused to believe Voldemort had returned and made his first fresh kill.
Now all Harry and his friends had to wait for was his Fifteenth birthday. Demetrius only hoped he wouldn't destroy too much before gaining control. He was as confidant as he could be under the circumstances. He had learned and trained all he could. He knew thanks to the unicorn's warnings that he would still be uncontrolled for a long time, but he was confidant with Severus's help he would make it.
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Zabini manor had guests again like it did every year in late July. It was Demetrius's birthday and all his friends and his Sire had shown up for the occasion. It was not just any birthday either it was his fifteenth he would receive the first installment of power at midnight. They were all a little nervous. All had been told at the start of things that Demetrius would be dangerous until he got control again. He would get steadily stronger as time went on. He would be so strong that this was going to be monumentally hard to hide from the other professors.
Severus was actually considering pulling his childe from Hogwarts for the year to help him settle. Dakarai and Adaeze felt it would be too dangerous. If they kept Demetrius out for a year then suspicions would definitely arise. However if they let him go there was only a chance of discovery.
With those arguments plus Demetrius's own wishes he would be going back. The catch being he would be monitored at all times by either his friends or Sire. Since Demetrius didn't mind being around them he did not foresee any problems.
For the actual power boost Demetrius would be in a magically shielded room. The only one allowed in the room was Severus. His immortality would protect him, and the unicorns had said he needed to be there to ground Demetrius. He had been reading up on what exactly to do to ground someone's magic and found it a fairly simple process. He would connect his mind to his childe through telepathy and drain the excess magic away using his own body as a conductor. Demetrius's magic would flow through him diluting more. To release the built up magic Severus would be casting high level spells non stop until the energy was gone.
So the night before Demetrius's birthday Sire and Childe shut themselves into the room. By ten o clock Demetrius was passing back and forth. Severus couldn't take it for more then forty minutes so he started to speak. "How are you feeling Childe?"
"Strange I know something big will happen but I hate waiting for it." Demetrius replied. What he didn't tell was that he wasn't just referring to the power boost.
"Calm down childe we have been over this. You will either be able to retain control over this power or I will have to ground you. Either way you and I shall be fine." Severus said trying to reassure his Childe.
"I'm not so sure it's the power I have been feeling strange about." Demetrius said under his breath not sure if he wanted his sire knowing or not.
Severus heard the tone of voice and gave his childe his full attention. "What has been bothering you?" He asked softly.
"I told you what the mare spoke to me about. Well I have been thinking on her words it feels right." Demetrius said cryptically.
"What feels right?" Severus asked cautiously. He had a pretty good idea what Demetrius was talking about but he didn't dare hope. Ever since the stallion had mentioned that Demetrius's needs would change, he had been wondering when his childe would come to him. He would never force him but he wouldn't turn him away either.
"My mind finally matches what my heart has been saying. I know what the stallion said to you. It's time the war is here. I have out grown the need for a father. I need something else. Something I have been feeling since I was twelve years old." Demetrius explained, confirming Severus's suspicions.
"Childe are you absolutely sure. If you choose me then change you mind it will lead to a world of heart ache." Severus said quietly inching closer to his childe.
Demetrius drew himself up to his full height and looked his sire straight in the eye. They both knew it was impossible to lie like that. "I would choose no other. This was a choice made long before either of us was born. I believe the heavens itself predicted this. I have found if you fight fate she fights back. Well this time I'm not fighting. I love you sire don't turn me away." Demetrius said moving towards his sire at the same rate his Sire was moving.
They met somewhere in the middle the first touch was a soft gentle kiss. The next and neither of them knew who moved first. Demetrius bit into the right side of Severus's neck the same moment Severus bit into Demetrius's left.
They broke apart soon after, crimson trails staining their cheeks. They had just leaned forward again when Demetrius tensed in pain and fought against it. It felt like his blood was on fire. Severus looked at the one and only clock in the room. It had finally struck midnight. Demetrius was receiving his first wave of power. Severus lifted his extremely light childe into his arms and crossed the room to the bed.
He settled back against the headboard Demetrius cradled to his chest. He knew there was nothing to be done to help the childe. The only thing left to do was wait and hope for the best. Severus began the grounded process and for the next twenty four hours neither of them moved. Every time Demetrius's power threatened to overrun Severus would channel it away with a powerful spell. It was exhausting and incredibly painful.
When the pain subsided both weary vampires slipped into sleep replaying the image of their blood circuit. Both of them knew there was no turning back. Severus knew they should wait for Demetrius to get control and have all his power before they go any further. Demetrius was echoing his thoughts. What ever they were thinking didn't matter as they sank into oblivion in each others arms. Both slept for 48 hours straight. Then it was time to get up and see what changes had taken place.
A/N finally done. Very long and hopefully good. Please review and tell me what you think as you can tell there will be slash in the story from here on out you have been warned twice don't blame me if you read something you don't like.
Plus as you can see I left out Sirius and Remus for my story to work they cant exist. Nothing against the carachters themselves.
Please please please review a few words mean alot
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