AN: This is the second chapter I'm uploading, as an apology! So yeah... I'm sorry!

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: Sought out information

Harry was unsure how to go about it, and was also unsure if he wanted Severus there with him. He wasn't yet conscious of his new ability or if he could even pull it off, but there was no harm in trying. On the Severus issue, Harry didn't know why he was a little reluctant at the thought of involving him. It wasn't because he was feeling any less for him, nothing like that at all, but merely the fact he quite enjoyed the thought of seeing Meier alone.

Harry sighed.

"What's wrong with you?" Severus asked him, his arm pulling Harry in tighter to his body. He couldn't deny how he felt about him anymore. The emotions that arose from deep inside of him had never surfaced before, but now that they had Severus knew there was no sinking them. Harry was his. His qualms about showing it had also diminished.

Harry shrugged. "Nothing, I'm just thinking." He breathed in the intoxicating scent of Severus, while running a hand down one of his powerful forearms, and Harry suddenly wondered about the Dark Mark.

"Anything to do with the Dark Lord perhaps?"

"Yeah..." Harry smiled sadly. "You picked it." Severus's continued talking pushed any thoughts of the Mark out of his mind.

"You know, we don't have to do this. We can just abort the plan." Severus said as softly as his incredibly deep voice would permit.

"No, I don't want to do that. I want to do this, and I only hope that you do too. I know it seems almost stupid, but we can't let Voldemort think he's invincible. He is mortal unlike you and I, and I want him to know that." Harry pulled himself from Severus's embrace and sat up in bed.

"And he will. But I don't want you to have to worry about me, I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't want to. I thought that by now you should be able to realise that I don't do anything I don't want to- at least not something of this magnitude." Severus joined Harry and sat up, feeling the slight chill of the night air on his bare chest.

"I know..." Harry frowned. "It's just... I don't know where Meier stands in this."

"Meier? What's he got to do with the plan?"

"Nothing, yet. But his role is only minor for him, but of much significance to us. Only that's not the point..." Harry trailed off.

Severus's worry increased. "How do you mean it's not the point? What else does he have to do with you... with us?"

Harry was suddenly feeling incredibly guilty. What was he doing? Using Severus? No, it wasn't that at all. Harry really had come to like Severus, more than just like... and he really didn't know what he'd do without him. But Harry felt this niggling little sensation in his body whenever he thought of Meier. Meier was what even heterosexual men would have to consider as devastatingly handsome, and Harry couldn't help but feel the pull of his good looks and mysterious charm. Harry didn't love Meier, he didn't even really know him... but he just couldn't get him out of his mind.

"Harry? What's wrong?" Severus persisted, taking Harry's hand.

Harry shook himself out of his stupor. "Oh... sorry. I don't know. It's just..."

"Meier?" Severus said, his voice low and... scared.

Harry nodded. "Yeah... but I don't want you thinking I don't want to be with you Severus, because I do... more so than what I think you could possibly comprehend. Please don't forget that, I'd never do anything dishonest... because I..." Harry paused, a mild shock suddenly running through his body that chased his lingering thoughts of Meier away.

"Because what?" Severus's hand was still tightly around Harry's. A shiver ran up his spine when Harry's eyes met his.

"Because... I think I... I think I love you, Severus." Harry tensed, wondering what his reaction would be. He felt himself shaking lightly with nervousness. Harry didn't ever picture Severus as being a man that loved or who wanted to be loved in return.

Severus took a sharp breath. He wasn't expecting such a heart felt admission, in fact he'd almost been expecting Harry to say that he was going off in search of Meier because he saw more of a future with him than with Severus himself. Severus felt himself blink, and then the most curious sensation took over his face. It took him a moment to realise he was smiling.

"Harry I... I don't know how to say this..." Severus almost gushed, slightly overwhelmed. He sensed Harry's state of unease. "I can't deny that my... my feelings,"He wrinkled his nose at the word "... are in unity with your own."

"Really?" Harry asked in a small voice, still unsure as to whether his ears had deceived him or not.

"Really." Severus reassured, before taking Harry in his arms and kissing him. Harry's arms went around his back and worked in pulling Severus so that he was on top of Harry. Severus gladly settled between Harry's legs.

Harry pulled out of the kiss. "Wait..." He said, pulling Severus's lips from his own.

"What is it?"

"Can we... can we not do this tonight?" Harry asked, wondering why it was that he was refusing sex.

Severus frowned. "If that's what you want." He rolled off Harry and came to rest on his side. He searched Harry's face for any sign of emotion or of what he was thinking.

"I think that tonight I just want to be with you, just in your presence. Call me crazy but at the moment that's all I really need... just to know you're there." Harry smiled lightly, ghosting his fingertips over Severus's face. He was glad when he shut his eyes and lent into the touch.

"I understand." Severus said, reopening his eyes. Leaning forward, he gently placed his lips on Harry's. He didn't move to deepen it.

Harry pulled away from the tender kiss. "But there is one thing."

"And that would be?"

"I have to see Meier, I need some information from him. I would really appreciate it if you would join me." Harry said seriously, for some reason now hesitant to see the Vampire who made him how he was.

Severus rolled his eyes. "Do you think you could stop me?" He smirked lightly.

Harry smiled. "Never. Come on let's go now. But I think we should tell Remus what time we're going to be back, so we don't wake the whole house again. That and... I don't know, I just feel funny about this."

"If you must, but you can go and see him by yourself. I'll wait here." Severus said a little bitterly.

"Fine, you evil git." Harry said, quickly getting out of bed.

"I'll get you for that one, do you realise that don't you?" Severus said in a warning tone Harry knew all too well.

"Of course, I'll be expecting it!" He said, pulling open the door.

"Where are you going, Harry?" Came a sleep muffled voice from within the room. It was Ron's voice.

"Aren't I allowed to go to the bathroom?" Harry grinned at Severus in the dark, knowing that he would be able to see him but Ron wouldn't be.

"Yeah... yeah, alright." Ron said, already asleep again.

Harry shook his head and made for Remus's room. It was late in the night, but Harry knew that the werewolf wouldn't mind being woken for a good reason. Approaching the door, Harry raised his fist ready to knock lightly.

"Remus?" He whispered, knocking softly. He had to be careful because Molly and Arthur Weasley's room was right next door to Remus's. "Remus?" He said a little louder. But there was no response.

Growling, Harry tried the handle to find that it was unlocked. Shrugging, Harry opened the door and entered. Sure enough, Remus was asleep in the middle of his big bed. He was sprawled out on his back, his long legs almost reaching the end of the bed. His mouth was slightly open, and Harry was a little surprised he wasn't snoring. He only hoped that he didn't sleep naked.

Harry walked up to the bed and contemplated sitting on it, but then thought again because it would be dangerous to startle a sleeping wolf. Harry reached out and put his hand on Remus's arm.

"Remus..." He said, shaking him lightly. His breathing caught in his throat and lost its even sleep pace, then the rolled towards Harry. Harry grinned. "Remus!" He said a little more urgently. This time the wolf's eyes shot open, and his body gave a jolt.

"Huh?" Remus said, his eyes not focusing on Harry. He sat up sharply, almost bumping his head into Harry's. But Harry was too quick. "Harry!" He exclaimed. He was looking dishevelled from sleep. "What are you...?"

"Sorry to wake you Remus..." Harry apologised, deeming it safe to sit on the edge of the bed. He felt himself blush slightly at the sight of Remus's lightly muscled bare chest, which was gleaming in the pale light of the half-moon.

"No... no, it's okay. Nothing's wrong, I hope?" Remus said, sitting up and noticing Harry's eyes looking at him. He frowned lightly, and pulled the blanket up a little further.

"No, nothing's wrong. I just need to ask a favour of you."

"Hmm...?" Remus said, rubbing his eyes.

"Severus and I are hopefully going out to find Meier tonight, but I'd like someone to open the door for us when we come back so that we don't have to wake everyone up." Harry said, hoping that Remus was awake enough to comprehend what he was saying.

"You're going to see the Vampire?" Remus said, yawning.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I need to talk to him. Can you do it? I understand if you just want to sleep though."

"No, it's okay. I'll do it. What time do you want me to open the door?"

"Umm... I don't know. What time does the sun rise these days?" Harry asked, having not thought that far ahead yet.

"I think at around quarter to six."

"Oh... right. Then do you think you could be at the door ready at about five then?"

Remus nodded. "Yeah, I can do that for you Harry." He smiled lightly. "What do you need to know from him?"

Harry grinned. "I'll tell you that after I've spoken to him. Thanks Remus." Harry said happily, giving him a slap on the shoulder, and felt a pang of jealousy at how warm his skin was. "I just hope you don't sleep through it!"

"No, don't worry about that. I'll set an alarm." He paused. "If I ever get back to sleep again that is." He smirked.

"Yeah, sorry about that. But I really have to go, Severs will get suspicious if I'm not back soon!" Harry stood up.

"I'm sure he will be, Harry." Remus said while raising an eyebrow. "Off you go! I'm curious about what it is that you're asking."

"Alright!" Harry said, exiting Remus's room. He moved as silently as possible back to his and Severus's room and entered to find him dressed and ready to go.

"I'm guessing from that satisfied look on your face that he agreed?" Severus said, still in that disapproving voice.

"Yes, he did. Now be quiet because I have to try and contact Meier." Harry sat down on the bed, and moved over so that Severus could lie beside him.

"Yes, your highness."

"I should think so." Harry said, before relaxing himself. Taking a deep breath he pictured Meier in his mind.

"Meier..." He called out to the image. "Meier, I need to see you... speak to you. If you are getting this, I'll meet you in Knockturn Alley like last time..." Harry almost yelped when the image moved, as if to look right at him, and spoke.

"I'll be there, Harry. And I knew you had it in you to master my gift." Meier smiled at him before fading away into the darkness.

Shaking him self, Harry opened his eyes. "It worked!" He said excitedly, turning to Severus.

"Good. Let's get going then." They both jumped up off the bed, and Harry quickly dressed.

After creeping their way downstairs, exiting the house and walking a bit of a distance away from Grimmauld place, Severus and Harry hailed the Knight bus. It took them to the Leaky Cauldron, which was open all night, and from there they made their way to Knockturn Alley like the last time.

Like before, Knockturn alley was teeming with everything dark and dank. Harry felt somehow disconnected from it all, despite being half night dweller himself. It was a strange thought; to think that he almost half belonged here. Seeing this made Harry never want to complete his transformation.

Minutes were passing by, but still no sign of Meier.

"Do you think he really did hear me?" Harry whispered to Severus.

"I don't know, I guess it's possible he didn't." Severus replied back, his eyes gleaming from beneath the hood of his black cloak. But as Harry was watching them, he saw them widen and he turned to see what Severus was reacting to. To his left was a hooded man, his hand on Severus's shoulder. Harry recognised those pale, thin fingers and manicured fingernails that belonged to them.

"Meier..." Harry said, looking into the hood. Now he could see the Vampires eyes gleaming like Severus's had only moments ago. "I didn't know if you really had heard me or not."

"Of course I heard you..." The Vampire reassured. "Come, we shall go somewhere safe to talk." He said, before turning and heading off in the direction they had been heading. This time however he did not take Harry's hand in his.

Harry and Severus followed, almost struggling to keep up with the Vampires swift pace. Harry already knew where they were going; it was the place he'd already been to twice. And sure enough he was right, Harry thought as they climbed the stairs. They entered the same room again, Harry and Severus sitting on the bed while Meier pulled up a chair.

"I cannot stay long tonight... " Meier said, looking at them intently.

"That's okay, I just need to ask you a rather important question." Harry said, suddenly a little nervous. Meier wasn't as friendly tonight as he had been since he'd seen him.

Meier nodded.

"Well, you know how you were set up by Voldemort?" Harry asked, taking Severus's hand.

"Yes." Meier said simply.

"Um, do you think you could tell me the whereabouts of his hideout?" Harry asked hopefully. He shuddered under Meier's intense gaze.

Slowly, the Vampire nodded. "Indeed I can. But Harry, what are your intentions? You're not seriously planning to take that monster on yourself, are you?" He asked, and Harry swore he saw something flicker across his shining eyes.

"No, Severus will be there." Harry said simply. "And I have a few friends. I wont be competently alone." He said, making sure not to mention the Order because no one outside of the group was to know about it.

"Are you sure you can take him on? He is frightfully powerful."

Harry nodded. "Well I'm not so easy to kill now, although he would probably know that. But he's still mortal, and all it would take is a couple of good shots." Harry said, not wanting to mention Remus's involvement. For all he knew, he could have been followed or something and it was not worth the risk.

Meier appeared thoughtful. "I suppose, it's just my concern that you'll not be successful, you are too good Harry Potter. I couldn't bear to see someone with a heart like yours defeated by someone as evil and atrocious as what some call the Dark Lord. It would be an injustice."

Harry smiled bashfully. "I'll try my hardest to beat him, as will everyone else I'm sure."

"When are you planning to do this? I hear many things in the dark alley- maybe I can be of help? Of course I couldn't assist you with the duelling, but it would be pleasing for I to think I am doing something of benefit for you and your quest of integrity." Meier lent forwards on his chair, looking directly at Harry as if trying to read his mind.

"Well..." Harry thought quickly. "I am unsure, but I'm thinking of doing it next week. Possibly on the night of the full moon, as I feel more energised on those nights." Harry said, wondering why he thought of such a thing to say. Energised? What the hell was that? Harry almost laughed at himself, but bit it back. But it wouldn't hurt telling Meier that much, would it?

"I see. I shall keep in touch if I discover any thing that may hinder you." Meier said, and for the first time Harry saw him draw his wand. He conjured up a piece of parchment and a quill then wrote something on it. He handed it to Harry. "This is where you will find the one in which you search for. Please be vigilant, Harry my friend." He said almost fondly.

"Thankyou." Harry said, taking the paper and tucking it safely into his robe. He looked up to find that Meier was gone. Harry turned to Severus, whose gaze was fixed upon the window.

"He's gone." Severus said, blinking and turning back to Harry.

"Oh." Harry said, frowning. He had to admit to himself that he was a little disappointed he was denied the chance for a kiss. "I guess that means we can go too then." He said, thinking.

"Indeed. What time was Lupin opening the door?"

"Five." Harry looked at his watch. "That's alright, it's four now. It'll probably take us that long to get back." He stood up, his hand still in Severus's.

"Wait..." Severus said, pulling Harry towards him. "Do you think he's trustworthy?" He said softly, as if expecting to be over heard.

Harry shrugged. "I don't see why not, he hadn't wronged us yet."

Severus was frowning. "I don't know about that, he did make you what you are."

"That's true, but I'm not complaining. It wasn't his decision. Hell, if it weren't for him I'd be a full Vampire probably trying to withstand Voldermort's wrath. And I'd be alone." He added at the end.

Severus pulled Harry closer to him. "Well you're not alone now." He said, kissing Harry gently.

Harry smiled. "I know, and I'd honestly not have it any other way." He kissed Severus again, the taste of him causing Harry to relax and feel comforted. He pulled away. "I suppose we really should go now."

"Yes." Severus agreed. "I don't fancy being here too much longer."

"Neither do I, this is the room where I spend my first week after being bitten. I can't remember much, actually." Harry frowned.

They left the room, Harry silently hoping he wouldn't have to be in there again. The other occasions he'd felt comforted in there, but this time the room made him jittery and in need of Severus's comforting touch. They made their way back to Grimmauld place the same in which they'd reached Knockturn alley, and were waiting the last few minutes until Remus opened the door.

Finally, at precisely five am, the heavy front door of 12 Grimmauld place opened to reveal a very sleep deprived appearing Remus.

"Thanks Remus." Harry said, and then added; "And shit... you needn't have stayed up all night! I thought you said you were going to set an alarm?"

"Oh I did set an alarm Harry... I just couldn't get to sleep once I'd set it." He said, although seemingly amused.

Harry chuckled. "Don't you hate it when that happens?"

Remus nodded, smiling a little. "Yes Harry, I do. So how did it go?"

"Good, I got what I went for." Harry said, sitting down at the kitchen table with a jug of water. He began drinking from it.

"Too bad if anyone else wanted to drink out of that." Severus said from beside Harry.

"Too bad for them if there's none left." He grinned, and then continued to drink until he'd tasted the last drop. "Ah, that was great."

"So Harry, what was it that you went for and ended up getting?" Remus enquired, sitting opposite him.

Harry grinned. "You really are a curious one, aren't you Remus? Well..." Harry reached into his robe. "This is it." He handed the slip of parchment to Remus.

"An Address? But what..." His eyes widened, as if realising what exactly it was that he was holding. "This can't be... can it?"

Harry nodded. "Yep. That's were Voldemort can be found, right now even."

Remus looked impressed. "Great. I'm guessing that this is that last little piece of information you had to get from the Vampire?"

"Indeed it is, and he was only too happy to comply. Wasn't he Severus?" Harry turned to the one of his desire.

Severus looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "I suppose."

Harry rolled his eyes. "Come on, I think we're all tired. Thanks again Remus, I appreciate it."

"Any time." Remus said, as they all exited towards their bedrooms.

Harry and Severus made their way up to theirs, their hands interlocking along the way. Harry had taken the parchment back off of Remus and put it securely in his pocket again. As they entered the room he took his cloak off and hung it on the back of the chair, then removed the remainder of his clothes until he was standing in just his underwear.

Harry climbed into bed and waited for Severus to enter.

"Hurry up, will you? I need your warmth." Harry watched with eager eyes as Severus's upper body was revealed to him. Harry knew he'd never get enough of the man standing before him, and opened up his arms as finally Severus got into bed. "That's better." Harry mumbled. His face was buried in the crook of Severus's neck.

"Glad to know you're comfortable." Severus said in an almost petulant voice.

"Huh? Aren't you comfortable?" Harry lifted himself up to allow Severus's arm around him, then settled back down and placed his own hand on his stomach.

"Yes, I am actually." Severus smirked into the darkness, as the sun was still yet to rise.

"Oh, well why the irritableness then?" Harry said, his voice already becoming muffled with sleep.

"No reason." Severus said, his own eyes growing heavy.

"Git."

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