Disclaimer: The Harry Potter & Anita Blake characters, as you can probably tell this is not following canon. This fan fiction is purely being written to indulge in my own personal fantasy of Harry being with Asher and Jean-Claude.

Warning: This fan fiction contains Slash, man on man relationships. It also contains Heterosexual relationships; this fan fiction will also be in different Pov's, so if it says at the beginning of a new paragraph "Harry's Pov" it will be in first person from his perspective.

Chapter: Six

Title: New Life

Authors Note: I am sorry for the lateness of this chapter, and I'm also sorry for putting it on a Hiatus. I'm leaving the Authors note chapter in, so everyone will still be able to review this chapter. I was wondering if anyone would like to help me Beta my fan fictions? I would really love the help, as I notice not even the Spelling & Grammar check I use can spot all the mistakes.

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The man sighed before looking Harry in the eyes, "Son, I'm afraid you were scratched by a Were. The scientists have been searching through your blood, and they found some interesting things in it. For one, you seem to have a bit of my partner Anita here's blood in you."

Dolph stopped and rearranged himself into a comfortable position, "Yet, when they tried detecting which were genetic you would inherit they found you already had an unknown type of infection in your blood, they found it very similar to the 'Were' gene but it is not that." He leaned on the bed and looked to be searching for Harry's reaction, Dolph continued,

"Do you happen to know what it is that has got all the scientists in an uproar as to what is different with your blood and other Were-bitten cases?" Dolph asked as he stood up and leant against the metal frame of the hospital bed.

Harry looked down at his hands, which were clamped together knuckles turning white from the strain he was putting on them. He looked like he was deep in thought, his eyes seemed to widen slightly and he looked up at Anita; something in his eyes made Anita turn to Dolph and ask if she could speak to him alone.

"Humph," was Dolph's answer as he slouched out of the room.

Anita turned back around in her chair when Dolph was finally out of the room,

"So what do you know Harry?" she asked, as she looked him up and down, there were bruises across his breastbone. She could also see where he had been scratched as it was covered in a white bandage.

Sighing, Harry spoke, "I think I may know why they're unable to detect which type of animal I'm going to turn into…"

Anita sat up straighter; "How?" she asked as she leaned forward to rest her hands on the bed.

Breathing in deeply, Harry spoke again, "Well… I haven't told anyone this before, so you are the first who knows. In my family, which is a descendant from Merlin himself, he was half Incubus, half Shape Shifter. Therefore, the genes have been passed down throughout the generations, but it has not actually showed up in anyone. Apart from a select few who only have a small part of the Shape Shifter gene."

Taking a sip of the water on his little table, he spoke again, "and this is called Animagi, in my world, it means when one is able to turn into an animal at any given time they want. But when I was learning how to become an Animagus I found that I had the ability to shape shift into any animal I wanted."

Harry looked down at his hands.

"It was quite worrying at the time, because everyone was busy training for the upcoming war, but me and two friends managed to learn how to become an Animagus. We all succeeded, though it did take 3 months to do it and succeed in it. My friends were too busy with their love life and family to notice that I kept going out on the nights to try different animals to turn into, So I found out I was able to turn into any animal I wanted, so long as I thought of the animal before transforming."

Harry looked up into Anita's eyes expecting to see discomfort but he didn't, he saw that she had a slight glint of sadness in her eyes. Nevertheless, it was there only for a moment, and then it was gone replaced with nothing.

"So… it seems Harry that what they found is that, 'Shape shifter' gene then?" She asked as she wrote it down on a pad, which Harry didn't notice she was holding.

"Yes, it seems so." Harry replied.

A knock at the door represented the nurse Annabel coming back into the room; she once again looked at his vitals.

"How are you feeling, hun?" She asked as she felt his temperature. "Do you want me to send these police officers away so you can have some more rest?" She asked.

"No it's okay," he replied a small smile on his face, the nurse nodded and looked to Anita and said not to be too long, as he needed his rest. Anita nodded.

"Harry, you should know that during the past 5 days since you went missing, Jean-Claude & Asher have been searching everywhere for you." She said with a smile.

"They checked everywhere, they checked our local hospital, but it seems they didn't check our second closest hospital. And that's where you are now."

Smiling slightly she spoke again, "If they'd known that, you'd have had one or both of them with you throughout all of this. Jean-Claude was very upset with himself for leaving you before you'd made your way into your home." She said with a sad smile.

Anita stood up and placed her hand on his own; she leaned down and placed a kiss upon his forehead.

"You should get some rest, you should also be expecting some visitor's later on," she said as strode towards the door.

She turned round as if she had forgot something, "Oh, I almost forgot to ask- why you were in the girls apartment building?"

"I heard screaming, and I didn't think before I went tearing into the building to find her and see what was wrong. I can't remember what the guy looked like… sorry." Harry said as he scrunched his brows together in deep thought.

"That's okay, I'm sure we shall find him." Anita said.

When Anita and Dolph had left, Harry felt quite tired so he leaned back into the uncomfortable bed and closed his eyes; he was soon drifting into unconsciousness.

Harry's Pov

Shuffling, I could hear shuffling.

Blinking open my eyes, I saw them.

Jean-Claude & Asher.

Smiling, I watched as they both turned towards me; within a blink of an eye both of them was sat on either side of me on the small hospital bed.

Their hands reached out towards me and I felt the warm hands press against my cheeks.

Leaning forward Jean-Claude placed his lips up on my brow, he then whispered to me, "Oh, Mon petite, you nearly made myself and Asher have a heart attack when we finally realised you were missing."

Smiling slightly up at them, I spoke,

"Isn't that kind of impossible" each of them gave me a funny look, so I continued to explain what I meant,

"Having a heart attack I mean, isn't it like impossible for that to happen?" I said as I unconsciously leaned into their touch.

Asher chuckled softly, "He meant it as a figure of speech, but if it was possible, I'm sure we would have had one."

I spoke again, "I'm sorry I worried you both, I guess it was just my hero-complex kicking in, all I could think was 'protect the innocent', and well, look where it got me." I said as I smiled up at them.

Their eyes were the most beautiful eyes, which I had ever seen before; each of them looked like they was sent down from heaven, each of them held the beauty of an angel, I knew then and there that I didn't deserve them. They were too perfect for me- tainted Harry Potter, the freak.

My mood seemed to turn from happy, to depressed in a matter of minutes.

I turned away from them and stared at the ceiling in thought.

'What if they decide they don't want me?!, how in the hell am I going to deal with that. I know they're perfect and that I don't deserve either of them. Maybe they'll figure that out too, and throw me away.'

Shaking my head from my lingering thoughts I tried to sit up and suddenly their hands were on me, helping me.

I winced as I felt one of my wounds stretch under the pressure, it hurt like a bitch.

Asher spoke up, "Jean-Claude and I were wondering if you'd like to move into the Circus, so there would be someone there for you 24/7 in case you need help. And, well we honestly want you around us, those 5 days you were away from us felt like hell, neither of us could concentrate on anything." Asher unconsciously tried to cover the scars on the right side of his face with his long gorgeous hair.

I leaned towards him and grabbed his hand, I knew he could easily detach me from him, but he didn't, he allowed me to hold his hand in my own, and I brought it towards the many scars that littered my own body.

"Do you find me repulsive because of these scars Asher?" I asked, as I felt his body stiffen against me, a growl escaped through his parted lips,

"Of course I don't, you are perfect, scars and all" he said with vigour, as he placed his hands around my face so he was cupping me towards him.

I placed my hands on top of his own,

"Then why can you not believe me when I say you are beautiful and perfect with your scars as well." Asher closed his eyes, he spoke again, but it was quiet, barely a whisper.

"Because people flinch in disgust when they look at me, they see the scars up on me, and even with you telling me I'm perfect, it doesn't change the fact that since these scars were put upon my body, I have been uttered disgusting words about my looks. As much as I'd like to believe you, Mon Ami, I find my subconscious is unable to forget the past." a lone tear escaped, I leaned my forehead against his own and wiped his bloody tear, a red smear was all that was left upon his face, I unconsciously put that finger I wiped the tear away into my mouth.

Ecstasy, his blood in my mouth right now was like pure heaven.

A moan escaped my lips before I could stop it.

Coming out of my stupor, I whispered to him, "No matter what others may have said in the past, it doesn't mean they were true."

Asher kissed my lips, and his tongue swiped my bottom lip, but before I could part my lips to kiss him, he'd moved away. "You Mon Ami, are too innocent" he whispered to me, while smiling softly down at me.

Authors Note: I know this chapter isn't that long in the amount of Words, but it was 7 pages in my Word pad thing, I hope this is okay. Please tell me what you think of it, and please could anyone who would be willing to be my Beta, say so in the Review, or a PM. Much appreciated.

I've already got part of the next chapter planned, so if all is well, and I don't back myself into a corner again, updates should be quite regular, like ever 2 weeks. :]