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Author's Notes: I have no beta reader for this so far so all mistakes or typos you find are all mine. I hope everyone likes this chapter!
Dorian Pavus, Mage from Tevinter, looked around him.
Inquisitor Maxwell Trevelyan, Grey Warden Alistair, Cole, Solas, Hawke and Dorian himself were all in the Fade.
They had been falling from Adamant Fortress in the Western Approach and they would have all died if not for the quick thinking of the Inquisitor Maxwell Trevelyan and the anchor on his hand. As they fell Maxwell had opened up a rift and they fell through, once through to the other side they found themselves in the place known as the Fade.
The Fade was completely different to how any one of them had experienced the Fade before, maybe that was because instead of being there through dreams they were there physically.
Dorian tried not think too much about the wonderful dreams that he used to share with his soul mate, not wanting any kind of demon to use Harry against him. He missed Harry…. he wanted him…he needed him…He was in love with him…. but Harry was his soulmate …He was not something to be used by a demon.
They walked through the Fade, heading to where they believed a Fade rift would be. Cole was upset …still. Solas was still making fascinated comments about the Fade …it was a bit annoying considering how everyone else in the group just wanted to get out as soon as they could and were not enjoying the time there at all.
They reached the Divine's spirit, the spirit spoke to them and told them that there was a nightmare demon currently inhabiting this area of the Fade. They would need to retrieve the Inquisitor's missing memories of what had happened at the Chantry and escape as soon as they could.
In a different part of the nightmare demon's lair Harry Potter was wandering around, a mixture of emotions in his eyes. He had no idea how long he had been trapped as he didn't sleep anymore….and because he didn't sleep anymore, he didn't dream either.
Harry missed Dorian…He needed him desperately …. He was scared that he would be trapped behind the Veil forever until he would be killed by demons or spirits and he would never see Dorian again. He clung desperately to the memories of the soul mate dreams he used to have, they alone gave him motivation to keep on going ….to attempt to keep on surviving. He needed to escape and find a way to Dorian, his wonderful and amazing soul mate.
Dorian Pavus was all Harry had left…He just needed to get to him.
Harry still felt the betrayal he had experienced from the wizarding world. He had done everything he was supposed to do, everything the wizarding world had expected him to do …. He had been the hero they had all wanted and yet …he had been thrown away once he was no longer needed.
The wizard currently sat upon a chair he had conjured for himself, his green eyes cast down to the ground. An assortment of protective spells were cast around the area to help protect him against any demons or spirits while he allowed himself a break to rest his legs. When he felt like he should start moving again he undid the wards he had put up in the area and grabbed his staff.
Harry came across some demons that had manifested because of the nightmare demon, the demons had taken the form of dementors. Harry had summoned the Patronus charm and Prongs was taking out whatever dementors they came across. Harry knew that they weren't real dementors but they sure looked and acted like it …. they felt like it…affected Harry close to the same way real dementors would have.
Hours later Harry heard before he saw them a group of men in the area that he had just left, they were fighting some demons and Harry froze when he heard what he thought sounded like Dorian's voice.
A tiny of bit hope filled him when he heard that sexy velvety voice but because of what he had experienced in this horrible place he didn't believe that it could possibly be Dorian.
It was most likely that it was some kind of demon playing on what Harry desperately wanted…Harry wanted to see Dorian again…Hear him again. That was what Harry told himself…. It was just a demon trying to trick Harry to undo all of his protection spells so it could lure him out and probably kill him or possess his body.
There was no way that it could actually be his soul mate…
When the sounds of the men started to get louder and closer to Harry panicked with fear and quickly went up a nearby stairs. However, despite his fear Harry didn't try to get as far as he could away from the men and he remained standing close by. Desperation of wanting to escape winning over his fear, if any one of the men were real living people then maybe they might know of a way out.
Meanwhile while Harry waited around the stairway, protection spells still cast upon himself and keeping an eye out for spirits and demons Dorian was indeed fighting enemies.
"Take that you piece of filth!" he said as he and his companions fought some corrupt spirits.
The next area had been blocked off from them, preventing he and his group from continuing their way through the place that was called the Fade. There was a barrier up that the spirit of the Divine had been working on getting down for them and it was almost down.
It was only a few moments until the barrier came down and when it did the Inquisitor looked to Dorian and his other companions.
"Okay let's go" said Maxwell Trevelyan after he looted a defeated spirit's remains of everything useful.
Dorian and the others followed Maxwell until Cole the spirit of Compassion paused in his walking, clutching onto his large hat.
"There is…. someone in the next area. A man" said Cole in his soft voice. "Have to escape. Need to escape. Need to get to Dorian. I need to see him again, even if it's just one more time. I want to feel his lips on mine…have him touch me and for me to touch him too…"
Dorian stopped completely as he heard Cole's words, his heart hurting, his eyes wide with shock and filled with emotion.
Cole was still speaking but Dorian had stopped listening, instead he was staring at Cole.
"Cole whose thoughts are those that you're hearing?" asked Dorian.
Cole stopped speaking and looked to Dorian, "I don't know him but he…. he knows you Dorian. He needs you. He wants to be with you again and he wants to have those dreams again. Dreams not of the Fade but something. Something else…" Cole stared directly at Dorian, "You…You should go to him Dorian…Heal the hurt. He is scared and still alive but he needs you…He needs his soul mate"
Tears were in Dorian's greyish brown eyes as he soon left the area he was in and went in search of Harry, the others followed not far behind.
It didn't take long for Dorian to find Harry as his soul mate had been waiting for them at the top of the stairs.
Dorian stared at Harry and approached him slowly, not taking his eyes off Harry for even a moment. Harry was staring at him with a mixture of desperate longing, anger, hope and fear in his beautiful green eyes behind a pair of black round glasses.
Harry was wearing clothes from Harry's world which consisted of sneakers, jeans and a long-sleeved button up shirt with the top 2 buttons undone. Harry had more scars now, his shirt was torn and had burn marks on several places on it. He also looked like he had been crying recently, and in his right hand he held onto firmly a staff.
Dorian stepped closer to Harry, needing to comfort him, to embrace him… Kiss him…to save him but Harry backed away quickly in fear.
"No! Stay away from me demon" Harry exclaimed. "Stay! Stay right where you are!"
Dorian did what Harry wanted but at the same time he felt his heart hurt that Harry would react in such a way even though he did understand why.
"Amatus…it's okay. It's me…It's Dorian Pavus"
Harry shook his head, "No... No..You're a demon, stay away from me!"
Suddenly Harry heard movement close by and watched as a bald elf, a blonde-haired man, a dark-haired man, a man with brown hair and some facial scars and a young man wearing a hat joined them.
"There is no reason to be afraid of any one of us, we are not demons or corrupt spirits. You can trust us to help you. We will not hurt you" said the bald elf. "My name is Solas"
Harry hesitated, frowning with distrust, this time backing away from the elf. He eyed each man present, not sure if he should trust any one of them. He stared again at Dorian, wanting badly to believe Solas's words.
"Is he…is he real too?!" Harry asked, pointing at Dorian.
Solas gave a slight nod, "Yes, he is. You have nothing to fear from him...he is not a demon."
Tears gathered in Harry's eyes and fell quickly down his cheeks, he then hesitantly stared again at Dorian before stepping close to him. Harry wasn't sure if he really believed it but he decided that at least for now he would.
Harry then hesitantly brought a pair of trembling hands to the mage's cheeks before capturing the other man's lips in a kiss. Tears gathered in Dorian's eyes as Harry kissed him and though he returned the kiss gladly, he hated that their first kiss shared together was in the Fade.
When they parted Dorian wiped away Harry's tears, and embraced the other man protectively in his arms, arms wrapping themselves around Harry firmly.
Afterwards Harry was introduced to the others, in the group other than Solas and Dorian there was the Grey Warden Alistair, Garrett Hawke, the Inquisitor Maxwell Trevelyan and Cole.
"So, Harry how did you end up trapped in the Fade?" asked Garrett Hawke as they all continued heading for the way out of the Fade.
Harry was quiet for a few moments, the betrayal had only happened a month ago and was still fresh in his mind, he especially didn't feel like explaining what had happened in front of 5 complete strangers. Not only that though but he also didn't want to feel like speaking about it in a place where it was difficult for him to tell what was real and what was not.
"I was betrayed" Harry said simply. "I would rather not discuss it further here if you don't mind. Ask me again once we're out in the real world and I might tell you then"
Harry managed a slight smile when he felt Dorian grab his hand and give it a firm comforting squeeze.
"Oh sure…Okay" said Hawke.
As Harry walked with the others he suddenly froze when he felt the presence of the demons that were manifestations of people's fears again, he sighed and raised his staff again, summoning Prongs.
"What kind of magic is that?" said Solas, fascination in the tone of his voice as they watched the bright Patronus charge at the demons that had come out to attack them.
"Magic from my home world, it's called the Patronus charm." Harry said, deliberately looking away from everyone so they wouldn't see his glowing green eyes.
They continued their way to the very top of the lair of the nightmare demon, Harry helping to fight off enemies that came their way. He was sure that the others had seen his eyes glow during the fights but thankfully they didn't say anything about it. The inquisitor was in the lead, leading them to the top to where he was certain there was a way to escape and there was, only there was the monstrous nightmare demon waiting for them.
After they fought a smaller demon, what happened next happened quickly ...A rift opened up allowing them to escape to Thedas but there was still the nightmare demon.
"I'll fight it, everyone go now!" yelled Hawke.
Harry stared with horror, this man Hawke couldn't take on that thing alone…he'd die.
"But...no you'll…"
Hawke gave a humourless smile to Harry, "Everyone has to die sometime…besides this thing works for Corypheus, it's mine to fight."
Harry looked to Dorian before they both followed the Inquisitor, Solas, Cole and Alistair through the rift to Adamant Fortress.