"Kingsley hasn't seen him," Ry reported as he hung up his phone. "Any luck through the ring? I can't get anything off my bracelet."
"Nothing," Severus replied. "It's been faint after what he did last night."
"Miller said he was in the Department earlier but they haven't seen him for a while," Dracka told them with his own phone in his hand. "They are searching the Ministry now."
"Can you tell us anything else about this Sally?" Severus asked Ry.
"She works in the files department of the Aurors," Ry expanded. "We only went out a couple of times-"
"Then took her back to your apartment," Dracka cut in with a leer.
"She works in files?" Severus repeated slowly, breaking into the stand-off. "She acted like she didn't know Blake."
"She would know him." Ry countered with a frown. "He would have been in some of the files, not to mention his own file in the Department, even if a lot of it is censored."
"She said that you didn't want her to meet him," Severus added.
"What!" Ry yelped. "Why would I say that! Wait, he was acting odd when he picked me up from the hospital. He thought I wouldn't want someone to meet him?"
Dracka's phone rang and he answered it.
"Okay," Dracka said into the phone. "Yes…thanks."
Dracka hung up.
"He's not at the Ministry," Dracka told them. "His phone is either off or has been corrupted."
"That's a lot harder to do now," Ry pointed out. "Since the muggles have improved the phone lines and a lot of phones don't need connection spells."
Ry's phone rang on the table and he picked it up.
"Yes?" Ry answered. "Yes, they are here…Okay, I'll send them to you." Ry hung up and turned to the other two men. "That was Kingsley, Dad had his badge on him, so we can track him. He wants you to go to the Ministry, they are calling in back up now."
"Stay here," Severus ordered.
"I'm not going anywhere," Ry answered and held up his cane. "I'm not Dad."
The two men looked him over as Ry leaned back in his chair. Severus grabbed his shoulder and gave him a smile.
"Stay safe, Ry." Severus said softly.
"Always," Ry replied with a wink.
xXx
Harry woke up feeling groggy and with his hands tied behind his back and something cold around his wrists. He lifted his head slightly to see he was in a small room with a single door and no windows. He pushed and rolled slightly until he was on his knees and looked around. He was only wearing his jeans and he could tell everything had been stripped from his pockets.
He reached out to his sword just to hit a block and he cursed silently. Scorpius had blocked him from calling any weapon that he had linked to him, which meant it also blocked any connection he held. He wiggled over to the wall and used it to get to his feet before stumbling over to the door. He tried the handle but it was locked as he looked around.
The room had a single bed with a mattress and a bucket in the corner. He paced over to the bed and slipped down to his knees and ran his hands under it until he hit on a bolt holding the bed together. He rubbed the bolt along his arm until he felt it cut his skin. He wiggled his hands and used the blood to slick up the rope holding his wrists together until he was able to wiggle his hands lose with the help from the bolt. He had luck on his side, due to the inexperience of the person that tied the rope.
He moved his hands before him and groaned when he saw the silver bracelets around his wrists. Scorpius had found magic suppressors. He looked at the runes etched into the silver looking for a weak point but the rune work was perfect. He could still feel his magic and he could still use it slightly, but that wouldn't help him much.
Harry looked up when the door opened and Scorpius stood there with cold blue eyes.
"Awake already? I was sure those drugs would keep you down for longer." Scorpius sneered. "And out of your bindings."
"This boy's got skills," Harry remarked mildly from his place on the floor, on his knees before the bed.
"That he does," Scorpius smirked as he looked over his bare torso. "Torture was on the cards, but looking at your back. Someone got there first."
"They did," Harry replied. "I'm surprised that you weren't aware of that?"
"Why would I know if you had been tortured?" Scorpius sneered. "I don't subscribe to the Harry Potter Times."
Harry frowned as Sally stepped into sight in the doorway to look as him from behind the blonde.
"Oh, Harry." Scorpius announced with a smile. "Let me introduce my daughter, Alison. I believe your son and her know each other well."
"Hello, Harry." The woman purred, as her blue eyes looked him over.
"Ah," Harry muttered. "Yeah, should have worked that one out."
"Now," Scorpius announced. "Killing you didn't work last time, so maybe we should pick up where the last person left off?"
Harry paled as his eyes widened. Scorpius smirk widened as a glint came into his eyes. He stepped to the side of the door as two men moved forward. Alison stepped back as her eyes darted between them all.
"Grab him," Scorpius ordered.
"What are you going to do?" Alison demanded but her father ignored the question.
The two men closed in on him and Harry could feel the dark curse around them. He lashed out but they quickly grabbed him in a steel grip. One of the men paused and leaned towards his neck and he tensed as the man sniffed him.
"Don't feed off him!" Scorpius barked harshly and the man pulled back sharply.
Harry glanced over at the man beside him and his eyes flashed red as his lips curled up slightly to show off his fangs. Harry then remembered that Dracka had fed off him, marking him. He'd been marked by an elder vampire and the other vampire knew it.
"Bring him," Scorpius ordered. "I know just the place that he can hang for a while."
The vampires twisted his arms behind his back as they pushed him down the hallway, their grip like steel. He could faintly hear Alison hissing at her father but his attention was caught on something else. He paled as they marched him into a large room with chains hanging from the ceiling. He struggled in the vampires' grip as Scorpius chuckled darkly. He'd been in this situation before as he struggled harder.
xXx
Miller held his hand up and the teams around him stopped. He signalled for team one and two to go to the left and teams three and four to the right. Robbie, Sarah, David, Severus and Dracka were behind him. They crept forward as the other teams got into place around Malfoy Manor, where the signal of Blake's badge was coming from.
He signalled David to stay back as the medic, just in case that he was needed. He tapped the earwig in his ear.
"On three," Miller whispered. "One, two, three. Go!"
The wards around the mansion flared before dropping as the master curse breaker with the permission from Draco and being backed by the goblins tore them down. Robbie sighted down his new toy and the front door of Malfoy manor just blew off the hinges from a distance as the teams closed in on the mansion as shouting started up.
"Team one in."
"Team two in."
Gunfire split the air as well as spells. Miller and his group crept closer but kept to the cover of the trees.
"Team three in."
"Team four?" Miller questioned.
"Team four, held up." Came through.
"Do you need back up?" Miller asked.
"No."
"Team one," Came through. "Resistance subdued. Six enemies down. Minor injuries."
"Team two, Five enemies down. No injuries."
"Team four, all subdued."
"Team two, first floor clear."
"Team three, second floor clear."
"Team one, basement secure. We have found Blake's gear."
"Blake?" Miller asked and he felt Severus and Dracka tense.
"Negative."
"Team three, third floor clear."
"All clear?" Miller asked
"All clear."
"Lock down."
Miller turned to his team and Severus and Dracka.
"Move in," Miller ordered. "All clear. Blake's not here."
xXx
Harry hung limply from the chains attached above the silver cuffs on his wrists. He panted as fire raced in lines across his back, bringing up memories of a time so long ago. The room was silent around him except for the single sound of his blood dripping to the floor as he hung his head. The Hallows just a soft burn in his blood due to the cuffs around his wrists. He had no concept of how long he'd been there as he hung limply.
He twitched slightly as a door opened quietly and someone step softly into the room. He could feel the slight pulse of the vampire as they walked closer to him. He just panted in pain, he didn't have the energy to lift his head. Bare feet came into his view before a woman crouched down in front of him and looked up into his face.
"Hello," The woman whispered. "My name is Penny."
Harry just looked at her, unable to speak.
"You have the mark of an elder vampire on you," She stated. "Yes?"
Harry nodded his head slightly and almost passed out as pain flared down his back from the movement.
"Don't pass out," Penny warned quickly, as her brown eyes darted around.
Harry could feel his vision dimming slightly as he looked at her.
"Will the elder come for you?" She demanded.
Harry nodded then groaned at the pain. The woman jumped to her feet and grabbed his face, tilting his head up and Harry vision dimmed around the edges.
"They will come?" She questioned as Harry's eyes slipped closed. "Tell me!"
"Yes," Harry whispered as the world spun around him into darkness.
xXx
Severus looked down at the neatly folded clothing with Blake's badge and wand sitting on top. He crouched down and picked up the snake ring he'd given the man, so long ago, and had to hold back the grief and rage flowing through him. Dracka kneeled down beside him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders in comfort.
"They are his," Dracka whispered as he reached forward and touched the flak vest. "Do you want me to call Ry? He might be able to get something off his bracelet."
"Something is blocking the connection," Severus uttered, hoarsely. "Like with the veela. Ry's bracelet won't be able to help us."
"Then we'll have to do this the old-fashioned way," Miller stated as he walked towards them with a hard look in his eyes. "We have nineteen prisoners to interrogate. We could do with your skills, Severus."
Severus slipped Blake's snake ring onto his own finger as he pocketed Blake's wand.
"Lead the way," Severus purred, his eyes glinting.
xXx
Harry grunted as he was dropped to the ground in a heap, his head spinning as the ground rocked under him. He had lost all sense of time as dark mists swirled around his head. Scorpius had been very careful about not killing him and had kept him on the edge before bringing his daughter in to heal him just enough before starting all over again.
"The poison didn't work. Killing you didn't work." Scorpius muttered as Harry felt dark magic brush over him as Alison worked her healing magic and he could feel himself shaking. "There must be something that will get the Hallows away from you!"
Suddenly Scorpius lashed out with his foot and Harry cried out as it connected with his stomach, flipping him onto his back as black spots appeared in his vison. Pain seared through him as he gasped and could feel liquid in his lungs, before that dark magic was washing over him again and he whimpered. The healing magic feeling almost painful as it crashed over him.
Scorpius grabbed his head and wrenched it to the side, locking eyes with him. He could feel him pushing at the barriers of his mind and he shut his eyes. Scorpius snarled and pulled back his eyelids and the pressure in his head increased until it felt like it was going to pop as the man pushed against his shields.
His eyes rolled back in his skull and Scorpius released him with a curse and another kick to the ribs. Harry rolled onto his side and curled his hands around his head as that dark magic came back. He tucked his knees against his chest. The power of the Hallows burning.
"If you keep this up," Alison said softly. "I won't be able to keep him alive."
"I don't care!" Scorpius yelled. "I want the Deathly Hallows and the immortality they hold!"
"Al," Harry whispered.
Scorpius went silent.
"What did you say?" Scorpius hissed, his voice deadly.
"Al," Harry repeated. "What did you do?"
Scorpius kneeled down in front of him and grabbed his wrist in a hold like steel and pulled it away from his head.
"We had a pact," Scorpius said. "We wanted power."
"Dark Ritual," Harry whispered.
"Al was a coward," Scorpius hissed. "He couldn't go through with it."
"You could," Harry whispered, he could already feel himself slipping.
"Of course," Scorpius drawled. "I am a Malfoy, we survive."
"Something went wrong," Harry said hoarsely.
"Yes," Scorpius confirmed. "Time magic got mixed up in it."
Harry's eyes rolled up as pain spiked through him. Scorpius grabbed his shoulder and shook him hard. Harry cried out before that dark magic was washing over him again, burning him.
"Pay attention!" Scorpius hissed.
"You jumped forward in time," Harry guessed, when he could breathe again.
"And aged every year I missed. A life in fast forward." Scorpius spat. "Imagine my surprise to find Al an old man but not you. Everyone had aged, except you!"
Suddenly Scorpius was grabbing him and hauling him to his feet as pain exploded through his body and he was slammed up against the wall. Harry's head made a sickening crack as it hit the concrete wall behind him and he went limp. Scorpius pushed his head back harshly as he stared into his eyes. Scorpius smashed his fist into his ribs with a snarl. Harry cried out as the man pushed at the barriers around his mind with a feral grin.
"You will kill him!" Alison yelped and tried to grab her father's arm but he just flung her back with magic.
Scorpius smashed his fist into Harry's ribs again. Harry could feel a slight break in the barrier around his mind and the man smiled as his eyes glinted. He pulled back and lashed out again into his stomach and Harry gasped as the man tore into his mind. Dark mists poured into his vison and everything else faded away.
xXx
"Rolf Dracka?"
Dracka paused on the street and glanced over at the woman down an alley. He'd smelt the vampire long before she had spoken but had ignored her. He focused on the woman now, taking in her short black hair and brown eyes.
"Yes?" Dracka asked, he had been on his way back from picking up some supplies.
"I know where your marked is," The woman said softly.
Dracka's eyes flashed red and the woman met his stare head on, he was dealing with another elder vampire.
"I will show you," The woman announced. "As long as you kill the wizard."
"You are part of Adam's Coven?" Dracka questioned as he looked the woman over.
"Yes," She confirmed. "He is my son. You know where he is?"
"Yes, he is safe." Dracka confirmed. "Tell me where Blake is?"
"Your marked?"
"Yes!"
"He is not in a good way," The woman warned.
Dracka nodded, it had been over a week since Blake had been taken. They had been narrowing it down but it was taking time, which they knew they couldn't afford. The woman held out a piece of paper and Dracka took it in his hand. He glanced down at it and when he looked up, the woman was gone.
xXx
Harry stood on a beach looking out at the ocean as the waves lapped around his ankles.
"Dad!"
Harry glanced over his shoulder to see James building a sand castle with his sister beside him. He smiled and walked towards them, he quickly looked around and spotted Albus playing with a ball, a little further down the beach. He kept all three kids in his sight as Ginny laid out on the sand on her stomach, sunbaking.
He sat down on the sand and helped his son and daughter build up the castle until he noticed that Al was getting close to the water. He shot up and was across the sand, running fast, as a sudden wave crashed into shore and Al cried out. He reached the boy and dragged him out of the water as the young child cried. Harry rocked him as he walked back to his other two children.
.
Pain spiked through his head as something pushed on him.
.
He sat in the stands watching James flying around on his broom as the crowd yelled. Lily sat between Ginny and himself with Al on the other side of his mother. He yelled out to James as he flew around and glanced over at his other children and Ginny. He frowned when he saw tears on Al's face. He carefully got up, ignoring Ginny as she hissed at him to move, and crouched down in front of Al.
"Hey," Harry said gently as he laid a hand on the boy's knee. "What's wrong?"
"I can't fly a broom," Al whispered.
"So?" Harry said. "You can do lots of other cool things. What about transfiguration?"
"But James and you can fly," Al sobbed. "Even mum can."
Harry looked at the twelve year old boy before him.
"James can't charm a ball to follow his brother around for two hours and every time he stopped it would shock him," Harry whispered with a grin. "Which I didn't tell your mother about by the way."
Al looked up at him with eyes so much like his own and gave him a small smile.
"Get it!" Ginny yelled as she stood up next to the two Potters, ignoring them as she yelled up at her eldest son.
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Harry could feel something pushing him away from that memory.
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Dark magic crackled along his skin as fire burned in his veins as he held his silver sword in front of him. A creature made of pure dark magic roared as it crashed down onto four feet, its large triangular head swinging in his direction. Harry lashed out with his sword cutting it across the flanks as the dark magic spun around him.
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He felt something pause then push him past that memory.
.
Al stood in front of him with tears running down his face and blood on his hands and clothes.
"Al!" Harry gasped in concern, as he stood there in his Auror uniform with his sword hanging from his belt.
"I need help," Al begged as he fell to his knees in front of his father.
"Oh, god." Harry cried and quickly knelt down in front of his son. "Are you injured. Do you need a medic? What happened?"
"He betrayed me," Al sobbed as Harry took him in his arms.
"Sh," Harry cooed. "Sh, it's okay."
Harry glanced over as Alan, another member of his team, came to the door and looked down at him with a frown.
"Who's that?" Alan asked.
"My son," Harry replied as he rubbed Al's back as he cried. "Get the medic."
Alan nodded and hurried off.
"Come on, let's get you up." Harry encouraged gently as he pulled his son to his feet and led him inside the building.
.
He could see the Dark Lord before him, his red eyes flashing as he stared at him and a smirk twisted up his lips.
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He looked up from the baby in his arms to the red headed woman on the hospital bed. He grinned as Ginny smiled back at him tiredly.
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Snape stood in front of him with rage on his face, he had looked at his memories and now he was sure that man was going to kill him.
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A vampire knelt before him with blazing red eyes as he looked up the length of Harry's silver sword. The blood on his hands slowly traveling down the blade towards the man on his knees as his eyes burned with hatred.
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Harry watched the eagle as his twisted and turned in the air in awe as the bird dived down towards him and he held out his arm. The creature landed with a soft cry before hopping off his arm and its form started to change into that of a dark-haired man with green eyes. He looked into the eyes of his son and grinned.
"Well," Harry announced. "You can fly better than James and I now."
Al gave him a huge grin before grabbing him up in a hard hug as Harry wrapped his arms around him.
"Thanks, Dad." Al whispered in his ear. "Please don't tell Mum."
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Harry roughly pushed on the presence in his mind as he brought as much of his magic to bare. He heard a distant cry before more memories rolled over him as dark mists swirled around his head, drowning everything else out as he lost himself.
xXx
"How do we know this isn't a set up?" Miller questioned, not for the first time.
They were all seated around the dining table at the Potter mansion.
"I've already spoken to Adam," Dracka repeated. "He confirmed that it was his mother and that they will help us."
"They would turn on the leader of their Coven?" Severus asked.
"In this case, yes." Dracka explained. "Not only is he not a vampire, but he's not keeping up his duties as a Coven leader and has no second to cover the duties he's not doing. They will help us. Those that are not held under the pull of his dark magic that is."
"Ry," Kingsley stated, turning to the man. "Can you help us?"
"Yes," Ry replied with steel in his voice and hardness in his green eyes.
Severus looked over at the man in concern. He blamed himself for Blake getting captured and if his father didn't make it, he was sure Ry would never forgive himself. Blake and Ry were very close, almost like brothers than father and son and he could see the hurt in the man. Not that he was feeling much better.
Everyone around the table were hurting and yet he could also see the steel in the group. They would do everything they could to get Blake back. What state that Blake was going to be found in…haunted them all.
"We'll move tomorrow night then," Miller ordered. "Severus, Dracka and Potter. I want you as back up until we have Blake."
"Potter," Kingsley added. "We'll need your little mouse to scope it out."
"And if Scorpius picks up on that?" Severus inquired.
"We'll move in with force," Kingsley replied. "He is a dangerous, wanted man. The Minister wants him taken down…by any means."