Harry ducked and rolled to the side as the woman's sword passed through the air where he'd been. He kept going as he picked up his sword and jumped to his feet. He brought his sword around to block as yelling sounded out around the hall. He grinned at the young vampire as she pushed forward and Harry met her blow for blow as sweat ran down his bare back.

He could see the woman getting frustrated and the slight red tint to her eyes. He grinned and stepped back sharply as she swung and she unbalanced slightly. He darted forward as he dropped his sword and grabbed her wrist and twisted. Her sword clattered to the floor then he quickly jumped back as the woman lashed out with her foot. Harry had experience on his side but the young vampire had strength and speed.

He fell into stance with his fists up and the woman moved quickly. Harry met her as he blocked while he coated his skin in a slight shield. He blocked when he could as he kept moving. He blocked the woman's fist and quickly lashed out but she pushed it to the side as she stepped forward and tackled him. Harry yelped as he went down hard and quickly tapped his hand to the floor.

The woman paused and looked down at him with red tinted brown eyes and gave him a leer. She barred her fangs at him but he just grinned back.

"Yield," Harry panted.

The woman leaned forward and gave him a sniff.

"Oi!" Harry yelped and she laughed as she pushed herself to her feet.

She held her hand out to him and pulled him to his feet easily.

"Until next time," She purred softly in French.

Harry rubbed his head.

"Merci," Harry muttered.

The woman gave him a grin, showing off fangs, before patting his shoulder. She walked over to the other vampires as Harry looked around. He strolled towards Dracka and Severus, picking up his shirt on the way. He could feel eyes on him and locked eyes with Melissa sitting next to Alice before focusing on Dracka.

"How're you feeling old man?" Dracka asked with a leer.

"My age," Harry grumbled with a wince as he rubbed his head.

Dracka barked a laugh as two more vampires settled into stance. Harry took a seat on the stone floor in front of the table that the other two men sat at and leaned back against the bench seat. The coldness of the stone cooling him as a few vampires looked over at him in amusement. Bradon came to sit down next to him on the bench seat and looked down at him.

"Do you want to give them a magic show as well?" Bradon asked in amusement.

"Would it save me from getting my ass kicked?" Harry asked as he looked up at the vampire.

"Maybe," Bradon replied mildly.

"Do I have to get up?"

Bradon gave him a laugh and let his hand rest on his shoulder as he pulled out a wand with his other hand. Harry pulled his cherry wand and they waited for the other vampires to finish before Harry pulled himself to his feet with a slight groan. Bradon gave him a leer and Harry bared his teeth at the other man which just made the man flash his fangs at him. They had gained the attention of the Coven with that display.

Bradon patted his shoulder before stalking forward while Harry looked over to Severus. The man nodded, stood and pulled a piece of chalk from his pocket. Harry grinned at him as he spoke quietly with one of the children and the young boy ran around the hall in a vague circle and Harry grinned. Severus closed the protection barrier around them and Harry turned to Bradon on the other side of the circle while a few vampires crept closer. Not all vampires held magic and he could see the children crowding around in interest.

Bradon sent the first spell and Harry cast it to the side, easily. He brought his magic forward and let it dance along his skin in a mix of dark and light. He skipped to the side for the next spell and tapped into his dark magic and a form of a large cat started to appear. Harry paced to the right and Bradon paused. The vampire cast a barrier charm as the cat fully formed then started to lick its paws and a few people laughed. Harry kept pacing around with Bradon looking between him and the cat.

Harry tapped into his magic and brought a shimmering blade of magic to his hand and Bradon frowned. He looked between him and the cat cleaning itself. Harry stepped closer and Bradon brought his wand up. The vampire cast a silent spell at him and Harry deflected it to the side with a grin.

"What are you planning?" Bradon asked softly.

"Well," Harry intoned as he skipped out of the way of another spell. "I'm going to bring down your shield first."

Harry moved quickly and swung his blade of magic around. Bradon flared his shield and Harry's sword collided with it with a loud ringing. Harry dropped into a roll as the magic flared. He rolled to the right and quickly sent a spell towards Bradon's right. The man brought up another shield as he skipped to the left.

"While I'm doing that," Harry commented as he rolled out of the way of the next spell and it splashed over the shield coating his skin and Harry kept moving. "My cat would be getting into place."

Bradon started and swirled around but the cat as still licking itself. Bradon flicked around but it was too late as Harry touched his silver knife to the man's throat and he froze.

"Then I move with haste into place," Harry said evenly with a grin. "Bypassing your shields while your distracted by a misdirection."

Bradon flashed his fangs at him but didn't yield. Harry shifted slightly with the knife at the man's throat and he made sure that it didn't touch his skin. He locked eyes with the vampire.

"Bradon?" Harry pressed, not moving the knife and keeping himself ready just in case.

"Louis," Bradon whispered. "Louis Bradon."

Harry's eyes widened and Bradon took advantage. He moved quickly as he ducked to the side and grabbed his wrist and twisted it and the knife clattered to the ground. Harry yelped as Bradon pulled on his arm and he landed hard on his back. He grunted as the air was knocked out of him as he laid there.

"Sneaky fucking bastard," Harry swore as he coughed.

Bradon barked a laugh then squeaked as the cat landed on his back and he tried to grab the beast.

"Sun!" Bradon yelped as the cat dug its claws into his back as he tried to shake it off.

Harry waved his hand and the cat puffed away into mist and Bradon shivered as the dark magic washed over him and across the floor. Bradon stepped over to him and held out a hand and Harry eyed him off. Bradon grinned, showing fangs and Harry grabbed his hand. The vampire pulled him to his feet and embraced him briefly before letting him go.

Harry hunched over slightly as he held his side.

"Bloody vampires," Harry muttered.

Bradon barked a laugh as Severus dropped the barrier charm and looked him over. The vampire swung an arm over his shoulders and leaned in close to him.

"And yet, you like us." Bradon said softly in his ear.

"Not if you keep throwing me onto hard stone floors," Harry snapped. "Next time, I'm casting a cushioning charm. I'm too old to be thrown about."

Dracka stood up from behind the table and walked towards them casually. The hall quieted and Harry looked up at the other vampire. Dark eyes landed on him and Bradon tightened his hold around his shoulders. Harry tensed as Bradon leaned close and sniffed his neck. He had been here before and he frowned. He had stood in another Coven and had stood there as a different vampire had challenged where he stood in the Coven.

Dracka paused as his eyes locked with Harry's and a frown creased his brow. Bradon froze as well, the man had given him his full name had told him where he stood and yet Harry had acknowledged that he was below him. He should tilt his head slightly to confirm that. Harry stood up straighter as the hall quieted as Harry turned to Bradon and bared his teeth at him.

Bradon gave him a leer as he stepped back and Dracka glided forward until he stood in front of the two men. He growled softly and Harry looked at him, standing straight. Harry stepped forward away from Bradon until he was within arms distance of Dracka.

"Blake?" Dracka pressed.

Harry lowered his head slightly, keeping eye contact with Dracka. The vampire hissed a breath and his eyes flicked around the hall before focusing on him.

"Blake!" Dracka hissed.

Harry kept his eyes locked with Dracka then tilted his head to the side and bared his throat to the vampire. Dracka's eyes widened as they looked at him as he closed the distance. Dracka and Harry eyes locked briefly before the vampire leaned forward and sunk his fangs into his throat. Dracka wrapped an arm around him and Harry didn't hold back his magic. Dracka moaned softly at the taste and clamped down harder.

Harry let his hands rest on Dracka's hips as the man pulled back and placed a hand the mark and healed it. Harry stepped back and locked eyes with his lover as whispers started up around the hall.

"I'm not doing that with Severus," Dracka whispered. "You forced me to do that."

Harry nodded sharply, as his eyes looked the other man over.

"I remembered," Harry stated, then frowned.

Dracka's eyes flashed red as he licked his lips and Harry gave him a grin.

"Like that, did you?" Harry remarked in amusement.

"Wished you did that more often," Dracka admitted. "Now, should we move so others can play?"

Harry barked a laugh and they walked back to the table. He had stated to the whole Coven where he stood, beside Dracka as an equal and below no other vampire in the Coven. It was a place that he should have held from the moment that he killed Dracka's brother but hadn't realised or wanted, until now.

xXx

Dracka looked down at Bake sprawled out across the bed fondly. He ran a hand over his head and neck and could feel his mark under his hand. He could still feel the man's blood and magic in his stomach and his demon was still purring at the feeling. That marking had been different and he was very satisfied that Blake had pushed his hand.

"What did he do?" Severus asked.

Dracka looked up at the wizard as Severus looked down at Blake.

"Made his point on where he stood with the Coven." Dracka explained. "Bradon pushed him into it. He told me that he spent ten years at a Coven but he knows us better than that."

Severus just sighed and started to undress and Dracka took notice and gave him a leer which Severus just glared at.

"Sleep, Dracka." Severus snapped. "How did you survive at Hogwarts?"

"Lots of trips away," Dracka said with a laugh. "When we were in lock down was the hardest, but Blake was happy to take me out."

Severus snorted.

"Blood, sex and everything in between," Severus muttered. "That's what Blake said about vampires."

"Ha!" Dracka laughed as he undressed as well.

Severus slipped into the bed and nudged Blake until the man rolled over and Severus wrapped himself along his back. Dracka looked down at the two men fondly as his demon felt content. He slipped into the bed beside Blake and the man woke briefly. He wrapped his arm around him and kissed the back of his neck before falling back to sleep. Dracka wiggled back and felt both Blake and Severus's arms around him.

xXx

Severus frowned when he woke up wrapped around Dracka but Blake was gone. He reached out to the link and felt Blake amusement back. The man was in Dracka's office doing something and he frowned. He untangled himself from the vampire and pulled on his pants and a shirt with a jacket over the top. He walked through into Dracka's office.

"Dracka won't be happy that you've taken over his office," Severus remarked as he looked at the papers scattered over the surface of the desk from one end to the other. "How long have you been up?"

"A while," Blake replied vaguely as he leaned back in the chair.

Severus glanced at his watch, it was only nine in the morning and going off the amount of paper scattered around Blake. He'd been working for more than just 'a while'. He raised his eyebrow at the man but Blake gave him a lopsided grin as he rubbed his head. Severus picked up one of the papers and looked it over, Blake's neat writing on both sides.

"Melissa Sharman?" Severus inquired.

"Yes," Blake said with a slight frown. "She's determined to become my apprentice. I've been trying to map out my memories and making the connections in my mind."

"This helps?" Severus asked, holding up the paper.

"Sometimes," Blake admitted and rubbed his head again.

Severus reached across the link and could feel the slight pain. He reached into his jacket and pulled out his potion pouch and slipped a pain potion out. He held it out to the other man but Blake just waved it away.

"I think I've had enough," Blake confessed.

"Did you take one of these before?" Severus asked as he slipped the potion away and looked at the rest in the pouch but they were all accounted for.

"No," Blake replied. "Stomach is still rough from the other night."

"It wouldn't help that two vampires smashed you into the floor," Severus added with a smirk and gathered up a few more pages.

"Thanks for reminding me," Blake drawled. "I don't know what to do, Severus."

Severus looked up sharply and his eyes locked with Blake's green ones but he couldn't read anything in the man's expression. He could have strengthened the link and felt out what he was feeling but he knew that Blake would explain.

"This woman became a Dark Lord," Blake expanded. "She murdered a lot of people in a Dark Ritual to gain more dark power. She murdered many more to get what she wanted. She won, Severus. I remember what her dark power felt like, the taste of it."

Blake looked away.

"You have a relationship with her," Severus stated and Blake's eyes flicked back to him.

"Yes," Blake agreed and Severus could see the man tense. "She used me to get what she wanted."

Severus tensed at those words.

"But I was just as bad," Blake added. "We both used the other to get what we wanted. We were happy with that arrangement."

"How old were you?"

Blake frowned and ran a hand over his head and Severus could feel the pain over the link.

"After I was retired from being an Auror," Blake said slowly in thought. "Then became a curse breaker. Somewhere between then and when Al was killed. I think."

"Between seventy and a hundred?" Severus guessed.

Blake cocked his head to the side and Severus could see that he was somewhere in his memories and he tensed. He reached across the link and gave him a soft nudge and Blake's lips twitched as he focused on him.

"Something like that," Blake answered. "Ben Cooper."

Severus started at the name, then groaned and Blake gave him a grin.

"Please don't tell me that we need to call that man," Severus uttered with a groan. "It was bad enough when you and Mr Genger work together."

"As if you and Draco aren't the same," Blake pointed out and Severus gave him a smile.

"She took over the French Ministry, Severus." Blake stated as he picked up a few pieces of paper and Severus noticed the French on the paper. "I was called back by the Department of Mysteries, I had been working as a curse breaker in Germany."

"After your relationship with her?" Severus asked softly.

Blake frowned as his eyes darted over the pages.

"Yes," Blake confirmed, but he sounded unsure. "The timeline is still a little mixed up in my head, Severus."

Severus moved to stand behind him and slowly massaged his shoulders, the muscles tense under his hands. Blake leaned forward to rest his head on the table and Severus worked on the muscles in his back, feeling the knots. Blake hissed slightly and he shifted away from that spot.

"If I take her on as an apprentice," Blake mused. "Would she still crave more power to become a Dark Lord? Or would the knowledge I have make a powerful Dark Wizard even more so, if she decides to reach for that darker power?"

Severus had no answer for the man as he massaged his shoulders. Was this how the man had felt when his son was at school and they were fighting Voldemort? Unsure what his actions would do to change the timeline.

xXx

Melissa looked around the hall as she ate breakfast before she had to go back to London. She could almost forget that the people around her were vampires as they talked quietly and a few children ran around. She hadn't seen any vampire children except the young boy the first night that Blake had arrived and she was sure they were keeping them away from her for some reason.

That thought brought up the image of Rolf Dracka feeding off Blake and she shifted slightly as she sipped on her coffee. That image had stuck with her, the way the man had stood there calmly as a vampire fed off him. She had seen the magic that Blake had wielded so easily and knew he had the power to take the Coven if he wanted to and yet had stood there as Dracka had sunk his fangs into his neck.

She shivered at the image and glanced around, she understood how dangerous these people were. How much they prized fighters after watching them for the last three nights. Sparing was a nightly entertainment for the vampires as well as dancing and music and it surprised her how much they worked together. Each vampire knowing where they stood and how to work with each other and the lack of violence. Besides the sparing there was very little anger or fighting.

She had seen more fighting at the school she had attended then here. She had a feeling that the vampires would settle anything in a spar than in all out fight. She glanced up when Dracka entered the room and the other vampires looked up at him before going back to their meals. The vampire glanced over at her before making his way towards her and Melissa tensed.

"Blake has a Portkey waiting for you at the International Portkey Platform in Paris," Dracka announced as he took a seat next to her. "It's under his name."

"Thank you for letting me stay," Melissa offered with a smile.

"I hope we have kept you entertained," Dracka said, showing his fangs slightly.

"It has been interesting," Melissa replied as Blake entered with a hellhound on his heels and Dracka looked over and smirked.

Blake yelped when the hellhound snapped its jaws right behind him. He spun on the beast as he pulled his wand and the hound puffed away to smoke. Melissa's lips curled up in a smile at the sight, feeling a little lighter. Blake cast a bubble charm around the puff of smoke and the hellhound reformed with a bark as Blake floated it off the floor.

"Oi!" Dracka yelled out and Blake looked over with a grin.

"He started it," Blake called back.

"Blake," Dracka warned, mildly.

Blake gave him a grin and popped the bubble and the beast fell to the floor in a tangle of limbs and snarling. Before jumping to its feet and swinging its head towards them and Melissa shivered as those red eyes locked on the vampire. It lowered its head before bounding off.

"Doesn't matter how many times I warn them," Dracka muttered. "They always have to have a go at him."

"They don't like him?" Melissa questioned.

"Nope," Dracka replied, looking back at her in amusement. "Playing with fire there."

Melissa looked the man over, if she had met him on the street. She wouldn't have picked him for a vampire, if it weren't for the dark curse she could feel. This man was dangerous and she could see the age in his eyes when he looked at her. She could see the same age in Blake Sun and she wondered about the last man of the trio. The one man she hadn't met yet.

"I'm sure that you would have heard of the trouble we've had recently," Dracka told her, his eyes intense as they looked at her. "Blake is considering your proposal but you need to give him time and not push."

"Why are you telling me this?" Melissa asked with a sniff.

Dracka bared his fangs at her and Melissa felt a bolt of fear as the vampire reminded her that he wasn't as human as he looked.

"Blake is too polite sometimes," Dracka remarked.

"And kind," Severus Snape purred and Melissa shivered at the tone in his voice as the man came to stand behind Dracka. "Severus Snape."

Severus held his hand out and Melissa took it in hers. She shivered at the calculating look in the man's eyes and knew this was a man that would hide his knife before it was needed. Blake may look harmless but Severus had a darkness around him. He was a man that you would be concerned with if you found yourself down a dark alley alone with him.

"Please, call me Melissa," she offered politely with a smile. "Now, please excuse me but I have to be going. Thank you again for your hospitality, Mr Dracka."

"I'll have a hellhound see you out," Dracka stated as she pushed herself to her feet and one of the beasts appeared near them.

She shivered as its red eyes locked on her and she could feel the animal's dark power.

"Nice meting you, Mr Snape," Melissa said with a smile and a nod before turning.

She could feel her shoulder blades itching as she turned away from the two dangerous men. She looked around the hall, her eye caught on Blake Sun as he spoke with a vampire and laughed at something the man had said. If you weren't aware that he was a wizard you would think that he was just another vampire and she felt a shiver run down her back at the thought. She wasn't sure if she was biting off more than she could chew, then Blake looked up. He locked eyes with her and gave her a smile and a wink.

She felt her heart clench at the sight and she flicked her eyes over to Severus and Dracka to see the two men watching her with dark eyes. She shivered as she walked out of the hall with the hellhound at her heels.