Harry sat with his legs crossed in the small bare room with his eyes closed and just dressed in his shirt and jeans. He could feel the coldness of the stones soaking into his legs as he sat there as he slowed his breathing down and focused on the magic in the room next to him. If he'd had his eyes open he would have seen the other room before him through the one-way glass but he didn't need to for this.
He'd been there for a good two hours already as the Aurors ran through the students and he supplied the dark magic for the students to work against. He could feel the other three magical signals in the other room and the instructor. He could easily pick them out by the magic they held but due to the fact he had his eyes closed he didn't know much more than that.
He focused in on one of the students and let his dark magic slightly push on them, to rise the doubts in the person's mind as he started to condense his magic together in a form to the side of the room. He pushed on the mind of the students he'd picked out as the form of the shadow warrior started to appear and he could hear the shouting in the next room and the instructor yelling out orders and he pushed on the mind he's picked and kicked up the person's doubts.
He gave simply orders to his shadow warrior and flinched slightly as a silver weapon hit the warrior and he pulled back slightly. He felt slight light magic and pushed his warrior towards that signal as he opened his eyes and looked into the room and grinned slightly. He thought that he recognised Ron Weasley's magical signal as the watched the boy move forward and cast a spell towards the shadow warrior as another student dashed forward with a silver sword.
The student he'd been pushing on was standing back and Harry pulled back on the dark magic and the shadow warrior lost a little of its form as one student sliced through it. Harry winched again and pulled his mind back completely and the shadow warrior jumped forward with a dark sword and Harry watched in interest as the student that he'd been pushing against seemed to snap out it and pulled a sword and dashed into the fray.
The instructor barked out orders until Harry's shadow warrior lost its form and puffed away to mist and Harry leaned back on his hands.
"How's it going?"
Harry tilted his head back to look at Kingsley as the man came into the room and held out a coffee to him. The students in the other room wouldn't be able to hear or see them but just see a stone wall.
"I hate doing this," Harry admitted and Kingsley frowned.
"Why did you agree then?" Kingsley asked as he conjured a chair and sat down next to him and looked into the room.
"Because they need to learn this before their life is on the line," Harry replied as he took a sip of coffee. "Is Ry next?"
Kingsley gave him a grin.
"Ah," Harry said. "That's why you are here."
"Could you push on his mind?" Kingsley asked carefully and Harry looked over sharply. "The instructors have noticed something that I want you to check out."
"Explain," Harry demanded, steel in his voice.
Kingsley waved his hand as the group in the room was led out.
"I'll explain later, if I need to." Kingsley replied. "But I don't think I will have to."
Harry looked over at the other man sharply but the big, dark man was just looking into the other room as he sat on his chair with his leg crossed over his knee.
"You better have a good reason," Harry said icily. "I am already hating this and will no doubt have a headache by the end of the last group."
"Do you need a break?" Kingsley asked looking Harry over in concern. "Do I need someone to watch you? I don't want to have to call Severus to tell him you have passed out again."
Harry groaned and sat forward as he ran his hands over his head.
"This is not ward work," Harry pointed out.
"You didn't answer my question," Kingsley snapped back.
"It's fine," Harry replied.
"You still didn't answer my question."
"Shut it," Harry replied. "That is answering your question."
Kingsley looked him over, his sharp eyes picking up the tension in his body and the tiredness.
"We'll make this group the last one," Kingsley said softly. "We can always finish off the rest of the groups another time."
Harry groaned but didn't argue as the two men lapsed back into silence. A few minutes later Harry picked up the magical signals of the next group and he centred himself as he waited for them to enter the room. He pulled his dark wand and placed it between his fingers as Kingsley glanced over at him. So far, he'd just been working with his cherry wand but if he was going to push on Ry's mind he would need the stronger and darker wand.
Three students entered the room with their wands drawn and Harry looked them over. His eyes focused on Ry first as the boy ran his eyes around the large room with two girls with him and the instructor.
"We are looking for a Dark Wizard," The instructor said quietly, the man's name was Alan Faultner. "He could have left a trap."
One of the girls with blonde hair looked around nervously, she was slim and would have been a few years older than Ry. The other girl had light brown hair and striking blue eyes and was closer in age with Ry. Both girls hadn't been at Hogwarts and may have been home schooled or went to one of the smaller magical schools in Britain.
Ry kept his two team members in his sights as he whispered to them to keep together as they moved around the room. Harry slowly channelled his magic into the stones and opened his mind to the magic a little as he slipped his eyes closed to better see the magic and block out everything else.
He built it up slowly as he kept an 'eye' on the three students as Alan stood back. He let his warrior condense in the darkened corner of the room as he moved his magic to push against Ry and hated himself as he did it. Dark magic should never be used against friends or family as he pushed against the man's mind and it left a bad taste in his mouth.
He sent a little extra magic to his warrior and knew the moment that it was spotted as one of the girl's cried out and Harry let it jump forward towards them. Then suddenly Ry pulled his silver sword and sliced through the warrior and Harry flinched slightly as he cancelled the spell and pulled the dark magic to the side and reformed the shadow warrior.
He pushed a little harder on Ry's mind then pulled back completely as Ry flared his light magic and jumped forward towards the warrior and slashed towards it with his sword and light magic and Harry grabbed his head as the boy cut through his shadow and the spell collapsed.
"Blake?" Kingsley asked softly. "Right there?"
Harry tried to focus as he slitted his eyes open to see Ry flicking his head around looking for danger. Harry touched on his light magic and pulled slightly as he formed a shadow warrior of light magic this time. The shadow started to appear and Ry's head flicked around but he had a frown on his face this time as he held out his sword, hesitating slightly.
Harry pushed a little dark magic into the form as it become more solid and Ry's frown deepened. He knew who was behind the magic. His eyes darted around before Harry let the warrior jump forward with its sword and Ry quickly brought his up. The boy had been training but he was no match for Harry's shadow warrior as he channelled his own skill into it and it pushed Ry back.
Ry then ducked to the side as one of the girls lashed out with her sword catching the warrior on the side as Ry sent a spell at its back. Harry had kept the connection thin this time as he directed the shadow warrior. It twisted and turned to the attacks as the blonde used her sword skills as Ry went with his strong suit of spell work.
Suddenly and without warning Ry pulled on his light magic and twisted it with one of his spells and it smashed into Harry's warrior and the spell collapsed. Harry let all his magic drop as pain spiked across his head and he held his head in his hands.
"Blake!" Kingsley yelped, grabbing his shoulder as he cursed.
Harry wasn't sure what the man was panicking about until he moved his hands and noticed the blood. He sniffed slightly as he held his nose.
"Dad?" Ry called out and Harry's eyes darted to the room as he tilted his head back as he held his nose.
Kingsley pulled his phone out of his pocket.
"It's just a nose bleed, Kingsley." Harry told the man.
"Don't care," Kingsley snapped as he called a medic.
Harry looked over as the door opened and tall dark-haired woman came into the room and gave him a smile as she set her bag down. She knelt down in front of him and pulled out a tissue box.
"You must be Blake Sun," The woman said with a soft voice. "I'm Gurt Holiday."
"Nice to meet you," Harry replied as he picked a few tissues from the box.
The woman gave him a warm smile as she pulled her ward. Harry looked back into the room as the instructor spoke to Ry and the two girls but he could see Ry's eyes flicking around trying to pick up on his magic.
"Do you want me to grab him?" Kingsley asked.
"No," Harry said softly. "Send him to Hogwarts tomorrow, since it's a Saturday."
Gurt looked over into the room and her eye caught on Ry before looking back at him with a smile.
"Mr Potter?" Gurt asked softly. "I've had to patch him up a few times already."
"Like father, like son." Kingsley muttered.
"You should test him for healing magic," Gurt remarked as she conjured a bowl of water for Harry to wash his hands and face in as the bleeding started to stop.
"Why do you say that?" Harry asked in interest.
"I think he would be suited to it," Gurt replied. "His magic likes to follow mine when I do a healing."
Harry stilled as he looked at the woman but she had turned to place her wand away and didn't notice his stare. Harry's eyes flicked back to Ry in the other room and wasn't sure what to make of that. Could his son really be that much different from him.
"I'll look into that," Kingsley commented. "Thank you, Mrs Holiday."
"No problems," The woman said as she looked back at Harry. "Just a nose bleed, nothing to worry about."
"Told you," Harry said smugly to Kingsley as he finished washing up.
"If that's all, sir?" Gurt asked.
"Yes, thank you," Kingsley replied and the woman left, leaving the tissues and the bowl behind.
"What happened?" Kinsley asked once the woman was gone.
"He pulled on his light magic," Harry replied. "He's using it in his spell work. Is that what you wanted me to look for?"
"Yes," Kingsley said. "One of his instructors noticed the added boost to his spell."
Harry looked back into the stone room and noticed that they were still in there. Harry carefully reached out with his dark magic and let a small amount condense into a small form of a mouse. He linked in with the magic to see through the mouse's eyes as it twitched its nose and sent it towards the students.
The mouse could sense people around it as its master sent it running across the floor and closer to the people in the room. It paused as one of the people screamed and flinched back at the sound and would have run if its master didn't gently reassure it that it was alright. It edged closer and looked up at the people until one knelt down in front of him. He felt something brush him and he scrambled back as the person pulled back his fingers before inching closer.
Harry pulled back from the mouse but left it in place as he looked at Ry kneeling down in front of the little grey mouse. The animal sniffed his fingers before with a squeak it disappeared amongst the stuff in the room and Ry looked up.
"Dad," Ry called out, looking around. "I know you are there."
"He's in the other room," Alan replied reluctantly.
Ry gave the man a smile and Alan sighed and gave him directions. Harry banished the bowl of bloody water and didn't have to wait long until Ry opened the door and moved in.
"I knew it was you!" Ry accused as he closed the door behind him.
"In what way?" Harry asked from his place on the floor.
"The dark magic," Ry replied. "It had a familiar feel about it, it wasn't until you used light magic that I knew it was you. Did you use dark magic against me?"
"Ah, yes." Harry replied. "Sorry, I was under orders."
Harry looked at Kingsley and the man just stared back before getting to his feet.
"I'll leave you to it," Kingsley announced. "Mr Potter, you are working with your father for the rest of the day. I want you back at eight on Monday morning."
"Yes, sir." Ry replied.
Both Potters watched as Kingsley moved out of the room and Ry took the man's seat and looked him over.
"You don't look well," Ry said softly.
"I'm fine," Harry replied as he leaned back on his hands. "You are drawing on your light magic."
Ry reeled back from those words.
"Really?" Ry asked. "I didn't notice."
"That's what we'll be training with," Harry said softly. "You need to know when you are drawing on it and when to use it correctly. At the moment you are just pulling on it instinctively. I'll work out some time with Kingsley for us to practice."
"At Hogwarts?" Ry asked in interest.
"We'll see," Harry replied in amusement.
"I like the little mouse you made," Ry said with a smile.
Harry gave the boy a grin and looked him over, he was growing up. Ry gave him a soft smile. Harry held out his hand and focused on his magic and a small grey mouse appeared. It looked just like any other mouse, you would come across, as it sniffed and moved on his hand and he held it out to Ry. The boy reached out and held his palm up next to Harry's and the mouse moved to his hand.
"I can feel the magic in it but it looks just like a normal mouse," Ry said in surprise as the animal moved from one hand to the other. "Could I make one of these?"
"This is what we are going to start with," Harry said as he watched his son fondly. "It takes a lot of control to make one of these animals. My dark Dragon works off the same magic, just on a larger scale."
"My instructors won't teach me this?" Ry asked in interest as he set the mouse down.
Harry watched as the little mouse ran across the floor and he sent out a light touch and called it back. It ran back towards him and he placed his hand on the ground and it sniffed him with its whiskers twitching.
"They can teach you about drawing on your light magic," Harry said calmly. "Controlling that magic is a different matter. Most wizards and witches may not even know they have light or dark power and those that do…"
"Snape has dark magic?" Ry asked in interest.
"He does," Harry confirmed. "But he didn't know that until I showed him, he's still getting used to that."
Ry looked taken aback.
"Not many wizards or witches can't look into their cores, Ry." Harry said softly, as they watched the mouse. "Dark and light power is like a fog, you can see it at a distance but you don't know how to grab it. It doesn't like to be controlled unless you pull on it correctly. Wizard power comes to people easier, that is why people use it. Wizard magic wants to please."
"You make it sound like it's alive…" Ry started to say then his eyes were drawn to the little mouse. "Like it's alive."
Both Potters looked down at the mouse as it sniffed the tissue box before placing its paws on the side of it. Acting just like a real mouse but with less fear of the humans in the room.
"You aren't controlling it?" Ry asked.
"I'm not controlling it," Harry confirmed. "I just spun the spell and let the magic do as it wants. I used a mouse as a template, that is why it's acting like a real mouse. If I used another animal as a template it would be acting differently. It pulls on your knowledge of the animal you want it to be."
Ry's eyes widened as he looked at the animal and Harry knew he was looking at the magic with new eyes.
"Why don't teach us this?" Ry said softly.
"Humans by nature want to control everything around them," Harry said as he sat up. "This magic is different and also another reason that most wizards won't pull on it or if they do. They just use it to boost to their own magic, that is what you have been doing. I'm here to break you of that habit."
Harry gave him a son a lopsided grin.
"I could feel your dark magic up here," Ry said softly and tapped his head and Harry grimaced.
"Sorry about that," Harry said softly. "First lesson, never use dark or light magic against friends or family."
Ry looked him over and Harry could see more of the man that Harry Potter would be and he gave the boy a smile.
"You got me back if it helps your mind any," Harry remarked, still feeling the headache. "You flared your light magic which broke through what I was doing."
Harry turned to his little mouse as it lost the magic holding its form together and puffed away into dark mists which trailed across the floor before disappearing.
"It didn't act like a thing made from dark magic," Ry commented.
"Its template was a mouse," Harry explained. "It acted like a mouse, it would have acted the same if it had been made from light magic. The more magic you pour into it the less it will act like the creature that it looks like. In a fight you would use something like a wolf or large cat. That little mouse is great for spy work."
Ry looked at him sharply and Harry gave him a son a lopsided grin before pulling himself to his feet with the help of his cane and a slight groan. He'd been sitting there too long.
"Come on," Harry said as Ry smirked at him. "Go get changed and I'll take you out to a late lunch in London before heading to Hogwarts."
xXx
Severus looked up with dark eyes when the noise in the Hall dimmed slightly before whispers started up to see Blake and Ry walking into the hall.
"Ry!" Ginny squealed and flew out of her chair and Blake pulled back sharply as the girl grabbed Ry in a hug and Severus smirked.
"What do you reckon, Severus?" Dracka asked with a leer.
Severus turned his dark eyes on him and Dracka's leer twisted up and Severus gave him a glare.
"No?" Dracka asked. "He's no longer a student."
"Don't you even think about it, Mr Dracka." Minerva sniffed. "I'm sure that Blake would not be impressed-"
"About what?" Blake asked as he stepped up to the front of the Head Table and looked them over.
Dracka gave him a leer and Blake just raised his eyebrow in question.
"Dracka was pointing out the fact that Potter is no longer a student," Severus drawled.
"Is that so," Blake said softly with a deadly tone to his voice.
"Ah," Dracka stuttered and pulled back slightly. "Just an observation."
"In that case," Blake said silkily, then turned to Severus. "You won't mind giving up your bed to Ry for the weekend?"
Dracka barked a laugh at the sour look on Severus's face.
"And why would I do that, Mr Sun?" Severus drawled as he rubbed his chin.
Blake leaned back on his cane and looked him over with a lopsided grin.
"Well," Blake said. "The guest wing is too far away and your rooms are right next to mine and since Ry is no longer a student, which Dracka has just worked out…"
Dracka snorted. "He has you there, Severus."
"Why is Potter here?" Severus asked as he looked over at the boy sitting next to Ginny at the Gryffindor table.
"Training," Blake said simply then his eyes settled on Dracka.
Dracka shifted slightly at the look in the other man's eyes and Blake smirked.
"Hungry Dracka?" Blake asked and Minerva huffed as her lips thinned.
"I'm not sure how to answer that one," Dracka said as he looked between them all.
"Training in town," Blake answered. "With Ry in tow."
"Still not sure how to answer that one," Dracka admitted and Severus snorted.
"Want to come, Severus?" Blake asked.
"Someone needs to be here if you need to be bailed out of jail," Severus replied silkily. "Muggle or Auror watch house."
Blake barked a laugh and gave him a wink, they all knew that could be a possibility.
"Dracka, I'll see you at nine." Blake told the vampire before taking a few steps away from the table before turning back.
"Think of it as a date." Blake said with a smirk and a few students giggled. Dracka turned to Severus.
"Are you sure you don't want to come?" Dracka asked with a leer. "Always room for one more."
"Absolutely sure," Severus replied. "If it involves those two and you, I want to be as far away as I can get."
xXx
Ry sat nervously on the lounge in his father's rooms as the man got ready. He wasn't sure why they were heading out to a bar for his first lesson in light magic and by the smirk Snape was giving him from the armchair. He wasn't sure that he was going to like it.
"Did he say what he was planning on teaching me?" Ry asked Snape.
"All I know, Potter." Severus said silkily. "Is that the vampire is going with you."
Ry paled as his eyes widened.
"And if you get arrested," Severus purred. "I'm on bail out duty."
Ry paled even more.
"Don't let him get to you," Blake said as her moved into the room without his cane and moving smoothly so Ry knew he'd taken a potion. "You'll be fine."
Severus gave Ry a smirk that indicated different.
"Have you been arrested before?" Ry asked his father.
"Ah," Blake replied. "By the muggle police or the Aurors?"
Severus barked a laugh and Ry's lips quirked up, he didn't hear Snape laugh often but his father seemed to bring that out in him.
"I was detained by the Russian government once," Blake replied with a smirk. "Does that count."
Severus snorted and looked the man over. He was wearing black jeans and shoes with a soft blue shirt. Without his cane and with his dancing green eyes he looked more in his early forties as he looked the two over.
Ry stood and Severus looked the other man over. They were of a similar build but Ry was a good head and a bit taller than his father and with his shaggy dark hair and striking green eyes behind his wire rimmed glasses and he did draw the eye. The boy still had some filling out to do and the two men did look like father and son but Severus was sure the day would come that they would look more like brothers and Blake raised his eyebrow in question and he gave the man a smirk.
"Yes?" Blake purred and Ry's eyes flicked between the two men.
"Nothing, love." Severus purred and Ry gagged.
Ry looked between the two men, seeing them in a slightly different light as they shared a look. Ry hadn't spent much time with his father and Severus while he'd been at school, outside of classes and passing in the hallways but when they were on holidays he would see Severus more and the way the two men lived and worked together. He looked at the two of them now and how relaxed Snape looked as he looked at Blake before looking at him.
"Something amusing, Potter?" Severus purred and Ry gave him a grin.
"Nothing," Ry replied.
"So," Severus purred. "I heard an interesting rumour."
Ry groaned as Blake smirked at him.
"It was nothing," Ry snapped and glared at his father. "We just went out for dinner."
"Breaking curfew," Blake muttered and Ry's glare picked up. "Don't know why they have to call me about it."
"You do know the right spells, Potter?" Severus asked as he sat forward in his armchair. "I see enough of children around here without having to babysit one."
"I'm waiting outside," Ry snapped and walked out of his father's rooms to the man's laughter.
Ry turned before moving into the hallway to see his father and Severus sharing a kiss. He'd known what Snape had been trying to do as he walked out into the hallway and closed the door behind him.
xXx
Harry looked around the pub as he leaned back in his chair and looked over at his son next to him. Ry was looking around in interest, he was sure that he'd been to a pub before but as the boy's eye caught his, he was probably wondering why they had come here for a lesson.
Harry looked over to Dracka talking to a young man at the bar and he was sure by the end of the night that Ry would be looking at the vampire in a different light.
"Focus on Dracka," Harry said to Ry and the boy frowned.
"Why?"
"Focus on what he's doing."
"He's just talking to that bloke."
"Dracka is a vampire," Harry said as he picked up his beer. "A dark creature that feeds on blood and magic. Focus on what he is doing and how he does it."
Ry frown but focused on the vampire as Dracka spoke quietly to the man. Ry blushed slightly as Dracka let his hand rest on the young man's leg and Harry was sure that Dracka had chosen the man on the basis that it would make Ry blush more than if he had chosen a woman.
"What's he doing?" Ry asked. "Is he doing magic?"
"Focus on that," Harry said.
"Is he using dark magic?" Ry asked as Dracka ran his hand further up the man's leg.
Dracka was using more magic than he normally would have and Harry was concerned that the young man would notice since he was a wizard but the man just grabbed the vampire's hand and placed it between his legs. Ry sucked in a breath at the move and looked away his cheeks red.
"Keep watching," Harry said. "Focus on what he's doing."
"I know what he's doing," Ry snapped but looked back. "You're as bad as Snape."
Dracka was laying the magic on thick as the man's eyes glazed over slightly and Harry sipped at his beer.
"Focus on the magic," Harry suggested as Dracka got to his feet.
Ry's eyes widened as the young man moved to his feet and grabbed Dracka's ass and pulled him close. Dracka leaned forward and whispered something in the man's ear before they moved off towards the doors and Ry turned to him with large eyes.
"Could you feel the magic?" Harry asked mildly.
"What's he going to do?" Ry asked at the same time.
Harry gave the boy a lopsided grin.
"It's Dracka," Harry replied. "Whatever he feels like. He's a vampire Ry. Don't ever forget that, he may have been your teacher but he is still a vampire."
"I could feel him doing something," Ry admitted and shifted slightly.
"He was laying it on a bit thick," Harry admitted. "That is how dark magic can be used. A slight suggestion, that man he left with, is a wizard."
Ry frowned as he looked at Harry and he let his son think it through, let him come to his own conclusions.
"So, he could have picked up on the magic that Dracka was using?" Ry asked.
Harry picked up his beer and took a sip.
"That is the question," Harry replied. "Was he not aware of the magic whispering in his mind or was he just after a good time with a dark creature."
His son looked at him and Harry was sure in that moment he realised how dangerous vampires and people with dark magic could be as the boy sat up a bit straighter in his seat. They had come to a bar that was mostly muggle but Harry could also pick out the people with magical cores. It was a good mix between the two.
"What Dracka just did was similar to what I did with you," Harry said softly as he sat back in his seat, it still didn't sit right with him what he'd done. "I pushed on your mind, a slight suggestion."
"But I could pick up on that," Ry said softly. "That man didn't seem to pick up on what Dracka was doing."
"I pushed harder," Harry said. "The exercise was for me to disable one team member with dark magic to give my warrior a chance to overpower the other two. It was to show you that you have to look out for other magic besides what is in front of you. Dark magic can be used to slip into a person's mind and push them to do what you want as long as that person is open to it. This Ry, is why Dark Wizards are feared."
Ry looked at him and Harry was sure that after tonight Dracka wouldn't be the only one that Ry would be looking at differently and he gave him a lopsided grin.
"What about light magic?" Ry asked. "Can it be used in the same way?"
Harry gave the boy a grin, he was a quick learner.
"Got it in one," Harry replied. "Just in a slightly different way. That's the next lesson, once the vampire gets back."
Ry looked around the pub.
"Can you pick up the wizards and witches here?" Harry asked and Ry started. "I'll grab us another drink while you try to pick them out."
Harry pulled himself to his feet and grabbed up the two empty glasses and gave Ry a wink as he moved back to the bar. He slipped through the people around him easily, the potion in his system working wonders as he signalled for three beers.
xXx
Ry watched his father weave through the crowds as he thought over his words. He'd always believed that people feared Dark Wizards due to their power and the acts they would commit and yet his father wasn't like that and he didn't think that Dracka was either. He hadn't really thought through the whole vampire thing, even if they had done assignments at school on them.
Dracka himself had given a class on vampires and yet it hadn't sunk in until he saw the man using his magic and he could understand the Ministry of Magic's fear of the creatures. His eyes picked up on his father talking to someone at the bar and he focused slightly. Since their battle with Voldemort, Ry had noticed that he could pick up on the magic around him better as he focused in on his father.
The man had never given off a strong feeling of magic unless he was working but he could feel the magic in the man beside Blake as he leaned back on the bar with three drinks beside him. The man seemed to know Blake as they spoke and Ry frowned as he could see something around the man.
"Blake trying his luck?" Dracka asked as he took a seat next to him.
Ry turned to the vampire and noticed something around him as well and wondered why he hadn't noticed it before. The vampire gave him a leer but it started to slip as he kept looking at him.
"Ry?" Dracka asked softly. "You okay?"
Ry snapped out of it and the pub came back into focus as Dracka looked him over.
"Yes, sorry." Ry answered. "Zoned out a bit there."
Dracka gave him a grin and clapped a hand to his shoulder.
"Did you have fun?" Blake asked as he moved back to the table and placed the three beers down. "The Auror over there, picked up on your magic."
Dracka gave his father a leer and Ry shifted slightly at the look. He wasn't sure about the relationship that the vampire had with his father, he knew it was close and the rumours around the school had always annoyed him. Since he knew his father was in a relationship with Severus, which was another set rumours. Seeing the two men in a social setting he could understand what some of the students would whisper when they thought he couldn't hear them. His father looked over at him and gave him a grin but that didn't set his mind at ease. He wondered what Severus thought of the two men when they went out.
"Next lesson?" His father asked as he sat sprawled out in his seat.
"Let the man finished his beer first, Blake." Dracka laughed as he leaned on the table. "These lessons wouldn't include a stripe joint or a brothel?"
Blake barked a laugh as Ry blushed until he could feel his cheeks burning and the leer that Dracka gave him didn't help.
"You're as bad as Severus at making the boy blush," Blake commented before giving Ry a smile. "Vampires, they only have two things on their minds; sex and blood."
"Blake only has one," Dracka counted with a wink. "Coffee."
Ry snorted as his father barked another laugh. He looked the two men over as they sat beside each other comfortably and he wondered about his father's relationship. Looking at it from a more adult point of view as the two men spoke quietly as Ry nursed his beer. The two men across from him just seemed to move together and work seamlessly as a team. Similar to when he'd walked in to see his father and Snape working together on a potion.
Ry frowned as the thought that his father and him used to be the same person went through his mind and yet as his father leaned on the table close to Dracka he couldn't see himself doing that. Not after watching the vampire and the young man from before and he hadn't even seen the man feed. His father glanced over at him and his green eyes locked with his and Ry shifted slightly.
"Right there?" Blake asked with a smile.
"Yeah," Ry replied. "What's the next lesson?"
"How to stay sober enough to understand Blake's lessons," Dracka remarked with a grin as he threw his arm around his father's shoulders and grinned over at him showing his fangs.
"Lesson two," Blake said calmly. "Dealing with a vampire after they have fed, they get a little clingy."
His father calmly elbowed Dracka in the stomach and the man pulled back as he flashed his fangs at Blake. Ry pulled back slightly at the red glaze to the vampire's eyes. His father growled back slightly and Dracka grinned at him. A silent conversation seeming to pass between them.
"That's easy," Dracka replied mildly. "Just move your head to the side and expose your neck, I'll take care of the rest."
Ry paled at the vampire's words and he was in no doubt about what Dracka was in that moment, as his father barked a laugh. The vampire was no longer the teacher that had taught him, he was a dark creature and as the man's dark eyes locked onto him with amusement. Ry knew this night was going to change a lot of the things he had thought before.
"Come on," Blake said and clapped a hand to Ry's shoulder. "Time to move, the Aurors are getting edgy."
Ry looked up and noticed the man that his father had been talking to before had found a friend and both were watching them with sharp eyes.
xXx
Harry took in the smells and the sights of London on a Friday night as his son walked beside him and Dracka kept pace behind them. He glanced over at the vampire and the man flashed his fangs at him. Harry gave him a wink before turning back to his son. Ry had been quiet since they had left the bar and Harry frowned at him.
"Right there?" Harry asked quietly.
"Yeah," Ry replied, but his smile didn't reach his eyes as he glanced behind them at Dracka before looking in front of him again.
Blake glanced over to Dracka and the man frowned. Harry was glad now that the vampire had decided to feed outside the bar with Ry's reaction. He stepped closer to his son and slipped his hand into his and pulled him to a stop. Ry looked down at him with a frown and Harry gave him a soft grin. He grabbed the vampire and apparated them.
Dracka grabbed his shoulder as they landed as Ry looked around the alley they were in. The soft notes of music on the air as Harry released Ry and stepped back. Dracka suddenly wrapped his arm around his shoulders and leered over at the boy. Harry glanced at Dracka but the man was focused on Ry.
"Spit it out," Dracka snapped.
"What?" Ry stuttered.
"You want to say something," Dracka said calmly. "Spit it out."
Ry looked away and Dracka growled low in his throat and Harry tensed under his arm. There was a reason that the vampire had done that as he held him with a steel grip. This was between Ry and Dracka and he didn't want him to step in.
"I just didn't really see you as a dark creature," Ry said softly and Dracka relaxed beside him.
"I've always been a vampire," Dracka replied in amusement.
"I know that!" Ry snapped, his eyes flashing briefly. "It just didn't connect…"
"That he would have to feed?" Harry asked softly. "That he would use dark magic to do it?"
"Yes," Ry replied.
"He doesn't have to use magic at all," Harry replied and Dracka's arm tightened around him.
"What?" Ry questioned.
"He used magic tonight," Harry replied and slipped out of Dracka's arm to stand in front of Ry. "Because I asked him to. I'm sure that man would have left with him regardless, if he'd used magic or not. It just would have been a matter of time or if that one didn't go. Someone else would have."
Harry glanced over to Dracka to see the man's expression was closed as he looked at the two Potters.
"You have powerful light magic, Ry." Harry said softly. "Dark and light magic can clash. Dracka has pure dark magic. Only dark magic, he is not a wizard."
Ry's eyes grew large at that.
"But he uses a wand," Ry stuttered.
"He is allowed to use a wand," Harry pointed out with a smirk. "Doesn't mean he needs it."
Ry's eyes flicked between the two men.
"Some spells need a wand," Harry said softly. "Some do not."
Dracka moved closer to him until they stood shoulder to shoulder.
"You never use your magic against a friend or family," Dracka said softly.
Harry felt a stone of coldness in his stomach at the vampire's words. Ry looked between them and Harry could tell the boy was thinking the same thing. He hadn't told the vampire what he had done in the training session, earlier in the day.
"Come on," Harry said. "Lesson in light magic now."
Harry looked at his watch and cursed, he quickly moved out of the alley and towards a bar a couple of doors down.
"You're late," The man on the door drawled as he looked him over.
"Sorry, Steve." Harry replied with a grin. "I was held up."
The heavy-set man looked Dracka and Ry over with hard brown eyes.
"My son, Ry." Harry said with a smile. "And a friend. Could you look after them for me?"
"I'll call up David to look after them," Steve said smoothly. "Brian is panicking out the back, get back there."
"Right on it," Harry replied with a grin as he left the other two and weaved through the crowd to the back of the bar.
"Blake!"
Harry turned to a thin man with dark hair and a very relieved look on his face.
"Sorry I'm late," Harry said quickly.
"Just get on the stage," Brian said quickly and gave Harry a push in that direction. "It's a rough group tonight. The last guy on the stage is still shaking and it's not like the beer bottle hit him or anything."
"I'll take care of it," Harry told him with a grin and the other man relaxed slightly. "My son and friend are out there, David was showing them in. Can you send a few drinks their way?"
"Sure," Brian replied as he walked off.
Harry moved through the crowd and up onto the stage to scattered applause. He quickly introduced himself as the noise increased around him, which quickly subsided as he started to sing. It took his second song, to get the crowd going so the bloke before him must have sucked big time as Harry glanced around. With the spotlight on him, he couldn't pick out faces but it didn't matter as he focused on the atmosphere.
Once he had the crowd hooked, he taped into his light magic as he sung and let it drift out onto the air, stroking the emotions around him. It wasn't much of a spell more a feeling of a good time and enjoyment that he weaved through the people in front of him. He just let it settled around the room as the music rolled over them and he moved through the songs he'd given to Brian.
He normally didn't use his magic this way, since he didn't need to, but this was a good lesson for Ry on how light magic could be used. He moved through the songs as he let his light magic encase the room and float through everyone gathered until people were yelling out requests and clapping loudly between songs. He eased up on the magic and cut it off when his full hour had come and gone.
"Okay," Harry called out with a grin. "That's me. I need a drink and a smoke."
Loud clapping greeted him as he moved off the stage and Brian gave him a big grin and a clap on the shoulder as the next act moved out onto the stage. Blakes's eyes were briefly distracted by the little amount of clothing she was wearing before looking back at Brian.
"Well done, Blake." Brian said with a laugh. "Wasn't sure you could get them back after the last bloke."
"No problems," Harry replied as Brian handed him an envelope.
"How old is your son?" Brian asked as they moved out to the main pub.
"Eighteen," Harry replied.
"Any time you want to come back, give me a call." Brian replied with a grin and pointed out Ry and Dracka. "See ya."
Brian wandered off as Harry weaved through the crowd.
"Hey mate," A drunk bloke called as he stepped into Harry's path. "I'll be happy to buy you that drink."
The bloke looked him over with a leer and Harry was sure that a drink wasn't the only thing the man was offering.
"Sorry," Harry replied with a smile. "I have friends I need to catch up with."
Harry went to move passed him, when the bloke grabbed his arm and pulled him up short.
"Just one drink?" The man purred with a slight slur to his voice.
"Sorry, mate." Dracka said softly as he wrapped his arm around Harry's waist and pulled him close. "This one is mine."
The drunk bloke looked between them as Dracka gave the man a slight grin and a touch of dark magic and the man quickly let go of Harry's arm.
"Didn't know," The man said quickly and disappeared.
Harry turned to Dracka in amusement.
"My white knight," Harry swooned and Dracka pulled him close as they moved back to Ry.
The boy was looking them over as they made their way towards him and Harry could see a few more looks cast in their direction. He could also start to feel the edge in the room. This was not the kind of place for them to be broadcasting their preference.
"We should get out of here," Harry hissed in Dracka's ear. "Go get Ry, I'll wait outside. I don't like the feel of the place."
Dracka quickly moved away from him as Harry's eyes darted around, keeping an eye out as Dracka managed to get to Ry. Harry moved through the crowd as he made his way to the exit. Harry liked the place for the edgy nature but tonight was different, the feeling that had been in the place when they arrived was coming back even if the woman on stage was holding the crowd by her singing and what little she was wearing. Harry didn't much like the looks he was getting from a few of the men around the room.
Harry made it out of the bar and his eyes darted around as he waited for Dracka and Ry.
"Oi!"
Harry groaned before turning to the drunk that had grabbed him before, coming towards him with two other friends. Steve watched them from the door as they moved towards Harry and he was reminded of his cousin as they came closer. The Bouncer knew he could look after himself.
"Where's your boyfriend?" The lean bloke sneered.
Harry bit his tongue to stop himself from saying what he really wanted to.
"I don't see him now," The bloke said as he ran a hand through his spiky hair.
"Hey, mate." Harry said. "I just want to have a smoke in peace."
Harry could hear shouting from inside the bar and Steve glancing back through the doors.
"Looks like my mates found your boyfriend," The guy sneered as his two friends snickered.
"Look mate," Harry said as he held his hands out to his sides. "I don't want any trouble."
"No one turns me down," The man hissed.
"I'm sure one of your mates can service you for whatever you want," Harry sneered. "They look very capable of giving you a blow and go."
The man's face turned red in rage as he lunged towards Harry and he skipped to the side and the man went sprawling. His other two friends looked between each other.
"Oi!" Steve yelled out. "Blake are you going to help your friend?"
"Bit busy Steve," Harry yelled back as the drunk man jumped to his feet, his face red.
Harry skipped to the side again as the man rushed him but the other man swung around quickly. Harry blocked him as he threw a punch and pushed the man's fist to the side. He landed a punch to the man's stomach and the man crashed to his knees.
"Don't bother Blake," Steve shouted over to him. "He has it under control."
"Great to hear," Harry called back as one of the man's friends moved forward with more skills than the man he'd been dealing with.
Harry smashed his fist into the man's head as he skipped to the side and the man growled as he threw another punch and Harry blocked as he moved in close and brought an elbow up into the man's chin. Laying him out cold as the last man looked between his friends and held up his hands.
"All good, mate." The man said as he backed up.
Dracka and Ry tumbled out of the bar with two other blokes and two security blokes behind them. Harry looked them over as Dracka leered showing fangs and Ry just looked around with wide eyes. Harry gave him an amused smirk, the boy's first bar fight. He didn't know if he should feel proud or appalled and he could almost hear Minerva's huff of disapproval in his head.
"Police have been called," Steve called out. "Bugger off, you lot!"
The two blokes moved towards their friends as Harry fell into step with Dracka and Ry and flicked his stinging fist. Dracka barked a laugh and grabbed Ry in a side hug as the boy looked between them with large eyes.
"Are nights out with you two always like this?" Ry asked a slight slur to his words.
"That was just a bit of light entertainment," Dracka leered.
Harry barked a laugh.
"Did you at least get a lesson on light magic?" Harry asked as they moved down the street.
Dracka and Ry getting a few looks as Dracka pulled the boy close with the arm over his shoulders. The two men were of a similar height and Harry gave them a grin before looking at his bruised and slightly bloody knuckles. Dracka glanced over when he smelt the blood.
"I hope you got them a good one," Dracka said.
"Dracka gave them some good ones," Ry said with a grin. "They didn't see him coming."
"Steve thought you needed saving," Harry replied.
Dracka gave him a leer as they moved into the alley and Harry looked at his watch.
"Early night?" Harry asked. "Or next bar?"
Dracka grabbed his arm and apparated them this time in answer.
xXx
Severus started awake when he felt Blake sit on the bed. He glanced over at the man and the bedside table. Two in the morning, early for the other man to be back. He reached out and laid his hand on the other man's bare back and Blake glanced at him. He flopped back on the bed to rest his head on his stomach as Severus ran his hand over the man's short hair.
"How'd you go?" Severus asked as he looked the other man over.
"Don't think Ry will look at us the same," Blake replied with a chuckle.
"You didn't get arrested at least," Severus replied.
"They were called," Blake said mildly. "But we got out of there before they turned up."
"Oh, god." Severus moaned, he was well aware of the trouble they could get into. "Did you at least teach the boy something and I don't mean how to evade the muggle police or the Aurors."
Blake chuckled as Severus continued to run his hand through his hair as Blake laid his hand on his leg covered by the blanket. The other man didn't seem to feel the cold as he laid out naked on the bed with his legs hanging over the side. Blake turned his head to look up at him and gave him a smile that went straight through Severus.
"I think so," Blake replied. "It's hard to teach the subtler ways of using dark and light magic. Dracka enjoyed himself."
"The vampire always does," Severus drawled. "Until he is hungover with Minerva humming at him and being a mother cat."
"Or you are dropping a book next to his head?" Blake retorted with a smirk.
Severus huffed a laugh as Blake rolled onto his stomach and sprawled out next to him. Blake wiggled up until he could cup his face before giving him a soft kiss. Severus could taste the alcohol as he deepened the kiss and grabbed the back of the man's head gently. When Blake pulled back he pushed and wiggled around until he was settled under the blanket, much to Severus's amusement.
"Right there?" Severus asked once the man was curled up along his side.
Blake moved until he was settled between his legs and looked down at him with shining green eyes before dipping forward and taking him in a deep kiss as he ran one of his hands down Severus's body.
"Yes," Blake purred.
"How much have you had to drink?" Severus asked as he took in the sight of his lover.
Blake may go out and play with the vampire but Severus knew that the man would always come back to his bed. Trust was something that they needed in their relationship and Blake's job. Severus's hands came up to grab the man's hips and pull him closer.
"Enough," Blake replied.
xXx
Missing scene.
xXx
Severus cast the cleaning charm as Blake collapsed on his chest and moved his legs to sit on either side of one of his as he ran a hand down the man's side. Severus could see the magic on the man's skin as he ran his hand through it, mists twirling around his fingers as Blake moved slightly to rest more against his side.
Blake gave his shoulder a kiss before settling in beside him and closing his eyes.
"No lesson for me?" Severus asked in amusement.
"Nope," Blake replied sleepily. "Used up all my lessons today."
Severus just snorted as he cast the cleaning charm before pulling the blanket up around them and they were both asleep quickly tangled around each other.
xXx
Severus looked up from his paper when Ry entered Blake's room the next morning, the boy looked rough and only half awake as he moved in and Severus smirked at the wild mess of his hair.
"Food is on the table," Severus drawled and Ry moved that way with a wave of his hand in thanks.
Severus went back to his coffee and paper as Ry had his breakfast.
"Where's Dad?" Ry asked.
"Gringotts," Severus replied. "I didn't ask any more than that."
Ry moved over to the lounge in front of Severus with a bowl of cereal. Severus could feel eyes on him and he flicked the paper down to look at Ry and he looked away.
"What is it, Potter?" Severus asked silkily.
"Um," Ry replied and looked down at his cereal. "Can I ask you something personal?"
"If it's about anti-pregnancy charms," Severus drawled. "I'm sure I can find you a book."
Ry blushed a deep red and Severus smirked.
"Dad and Dracka," Ry blurted out.
"Yes?" Severus purred as he folded the paper over and placed it to the side.
"Well," Ry stuttered. "You and Dad are together and yet Dracka and Dad are close and last night…"
Ry just trailed off with a wave of his hand.
"Are you asking if Blake and Dracka are having sex, Ry?" Severus asked with a smirk.
"Ah," Ry muttered, blushing even deeper.
"Ry," Severus said softly and sat forward in his chair and looked at the boy. "Your father has a job that takes him away for days and weeks at a time."
"Yes," Ry agreed.
"I trust your father, Ry." Severus said, his face serious. "And he trusts me."
"But Dracka."
"Is a vampire," Severus said with a smirk. "And has walked away from Blake with bruises after he steps over that line."
Ry looked him over and Severus could see the wheels turning in his head and he sighed.
"Seeing him in a different light?" Severus asked.
"Yes," Ry replied.
"And Dracka?" Severus said silkily and Ry blush was so red that it rivalled Weasley's hair.
Severus smirked and wondered what they had gotten up to last night for that reaction.
"He's not like that around here," Ry muttered and Severus snorted.
"Not like that around students," Severus amended.
"Is he like that with you?" Ry asked in interest.
"The same as he is with Blake?" Severus asked and Ry nodded. "Not as much but Blake understands his nature and he gets away with more. I must admit that the two of them are scary together and I don't put much time into thinking about."
Ry snorted a laugh and Severus gave him a smile, they both looked over when Blake moved through the door and headed straight for the pot of coffee and the other two men shared a look.
"Have fun?" Ry asked in amusement and his father waved his hand.
"Do not deal with goblins before breakfast and coffee," Blake replied as he filled up a plate from the food on the table and moved over to the lounge that Ry was on with a slight limp.
Blake placed his plate down with the coffee before reaching into his pocket and Severus held his hand out for him to drop a silk bag onto his palm and Ry looked at it in interest.
"I dropped your order off," Blake remarked. "He said that two items were out of stock and will be coming in on Wednesday so he will send the order then or to contact him if you want it sent earlier without the two ingredients, that I can't remember the name of. God that man can talk, I thought I was going to curse him just to shut him up."
Blake then pulled out a thick book that fit in his hand and tapped it and it expanded to its full size and handed it over at Ry. He looked down at the cover with a frown.
"Pick one and we'll work on it," Blake said.
"What about the mouse?" Ry asked and Severus frowned.
"Would you like to explain for the rest of the class?" Severus drawled.
Blake and Ry looked at him and he held back the shiver as he held his hand out for the book. Ry passed it over with a smile.
"Casting light creatures," Blake explained.
Blake pulled his wand and mists rolled out of the end of it, before a form started to appear and roll into the shape of a small kitten. Red, black and white mixed together in patches until the small cat looked around it with green eyes and a meow. Severus reached out a hand and snagged the cat up in interest. The fur felt real under his hand and the kitten tried to bite his fingers and Ry snorted.
"What is it about you making animals that like fingers?" Ry asked his father in amusement and Blake just grinned.
Severus gave the cat a stoke before placing it back onto the table and it went wandering off down the length of it. They all looked over as Dracka entered the room and gave them a smirk as he moved towards the table with the food.
"What's that doing here?" Dracka asked as he looked at the kitten. "It's only got one tail."
Blake snorted.
"You know what it is," Blake replied. "Lesson three…are we up to lesson three? Anyway, light and dark creatures can pick up on light and dark magic better than wizards can."
The kitten jumped from the table to the floor and Blake cast a small ball of light and had it running after it and Ry shared a look with Severus. His father could be such a child sometimes as Dracka looked at the kitten in disdain.
xXx
"You're using too much light magic," Harry called out.
He was sprawled out on his back on the stone floor of an unused classroom while Ry practised. He had his eyes closed and his mind open to the magic as he 'watched' what Ry was doing. He didn't need to see what form the magic was taking just how much Ry was putting into the spell.
"You just use a small amount to cast the spell then add in more once the spell is formed until you craft the animal and its form goes solid," Harry explained as Ry stopped the spell and started again. "Just a small thread, that's right. Now think of the animal you want. No, don't add more magic yet."
There was a flare then a whoop and Harry tilted his head back to look at his son.
"Got away from you?" Harry asked as Ry flicked his hand.
"It just keeps slipping," Ry grumbled and Harry could see the frustration.
He rolled onto his stomach and pulled his cherry wand and gave it a flick as he focused his mind and a small mouse appeared. He sent it over towards Ry and his son looked down at it.
"Try to add to the spell," Harry said as his laid his head on his crossed arms. "That is a conjured mouse, try to add a small thread of light magic to give it a bit of life. Our magic is still close enough that you should be able to work with it."
Ry crouched down and looked the mouse over before pointing his wand at it and slowly pulled on his light magic. There was no spell for what Ry was doing as Harry watched him with interest. They both had the same wizard magic and light magic, it was the dark magic that separated them and Harry was drawn to looking at the magic that Ry was using and the way it called to him slightly.
Suddenly the magic flared out and Ry squeaked as he was knocked off his feet as Harry barked a laugh, safe on the floor. The mouse grew to the size of a large dog and squeaked loudly as it ran off across the room.
"Too much?" Ry asked from his place on his bum and Harry chuckled.
"Too much," Harry repeated in amusement as the large mouse tried to hide behind some tables. "Maybe I should teach you to look into the magic first."
Ry crossed his legs as he sat on the floor and looked over at his father and Harry moved to mirror him.
"I have a feeling that I'll find myself on my bum a few more times," Ry said with a crooked smile.
"You could cast a cushioning charm," Harry pointed out.
Both Potters looked over when the large mouse suddenly popped and light mists spun away across the floor and they shared a look of amusement.
"It's like with first years," Harry said. "They have to yell the spell, thinking that makes the difference."
Ry snorted as the mists rolled towards them and he held out his hand. Harry gave him a grin as the light magic rolled over them as it slowly absorbed into the stones.
"I'm guessing this will take time," Ry said as he leaned back on his hands.
"Yep," Harry replied with a rough grin and Ry returned it.
"Do you have trouble using light magic?" Ry asked.
"When I was younger, yes." Harry replied. "It does still slip from me, I don't use it in complex magic for that reason."
"But not dark magic?"
"It likes me," Harry replied with a grin and yet the thought of that wrongness he could still faintly feel came to his mind. "I find it easier to work with, I understand it better. Fits better with my personality I suppose."
Ry snorted then looked around, Harry gave him a grin then held out his hand and called his light magic into a ball and condensed it. When Ry was turned away and flicked it at his son.
"Oi!" Ry squeaked as it splattered on his shoulder with a jolt.
Harry called another ball to his hand and flicked it at Ry and the boy brought up a shield but the ball just zipped around it to splash against his back and Harry barked a laugh. He rolled to his feet as Ry focused and had his own ball of magic and flicked at him, then it was on.
xXx
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore of Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry was enjoying the quiet Sunday night as he made his way down to dinner, he had decided to take the long way down tonight as he smiled at the children milling around, talking and laughing. It wasn't until he came to the second floor and heard yelling that he sighed. He moved in that direction as he came across more students as they whispered and moved further down the hallway.
Albus went with the flow until he came to an unused classroom with the door open, he frowned at the students gathered around then he heard Blake's voice and he sighed. The man was up to something. At least he wouldn't be breaking up a fight between students.
"Out of the way!" Severus barked and the students scattered and Albus looked over at the man in amusement.
Severus came closer then stopped before turning on his heel.
"Professor Snape," Albus called and Severus turned back with a raised eyebrow and his arms crossed over his chest.
"If that has something to do with Potter and Sun," Severus drawled. "I'm not dealing with it, send the vampire in."
Severus turned on his heels to the sniggers of a few students around them as the students moved back towards the open doorway of the classroom. Albus heard a loud squeak and a splash and he found himself moving towards the doorway in interest as students giggled.
"Oi!" Ry yelped as he ducked his father's ball of magic then skipped back as the large dog almost took him out and his father laughed.
Ry flicked his wand and sent a beach ball of magic towards Blake and he skipped back then tripped on a box and when sprawling then quickly rolled out of the way of the dog that insisted on running around in circles, no matter what the two wizards tried to do to stop it.
"Gentlemen."
Blake and Ry looked over to the doorway to see Albus standing there surrounded by students. Suddenly Blake felt something hairy crawling up his arm and he jumped a mile in the air with a yelp as Ry barked a laugh as he tried to get the large spider off him. The thing was bigger than his hand and kept jumping every time he went to grab it.
"You look like Ron!" Ry laughed then jumped out of the way of the large dog as it tried to barrel into his side.
"Gentlemen!"
Blake finally managed to flick the spider off, just for the dog to cannonball into his side and he went sprawling with the dog sitting on him. He looked over to Albus as the giant dog sat on his chest.
"Hey, Headmaster." Blake called with a grin then squeaked as the dog licked him and he tried to push it off without luck.
Albus looked over the mess of the classroom, one of his teachers sprawled out on his back with a giant dog the size of a Great Dane on his chest licking him as he tried to get it off and one of his former students with his hands on his knees laughing as a snake that he hadn't noticed wrapped around his left leg and the thought that Severus had been the smart one to walk away entered his mind, just as Ry yelled out when he noticed the snake. He tried to jump back and went sprawling himself to the laughter of the students around him.
Albus looked around and did the smartest thing he could and walked away as the students filled the doorway to the room. Life at the school was never boring with Blake Sun around.
xXx
A/N: A soft chapter before everything falls apart. Hope you enjoy. I've almost finished writing this story so just a matter of proof reading and posting now.