AN: For those that would might want more detail about the happenings in the Graveyard, this chapter should clear those questions up.

Harry woke up with a start. The nightmares had returned, but they were different this time. Gabrielle had been tortured by Voldemort and horribly disfigured as well as he had.

A sleepy voice was heard and soft arms pulled him back to the mattress. "Shh. 'arry. Tell me what 'as 'appened mon amour." When she was tired, Gabrielle's accent was very pronounced.

"Nightmares Gabby."

The bedside lamp was turned on and blue eyes full of compassion stared into his. "Tell me about zem."

"Gabby, I…" Harry was cut off as a finger lay gently on his lips and Gabrielle shook her head.

"Zey are only dreams. I am real." Gabrielle kissed Harry and after the nightmare he had, Harry hungrily returned it. Kissing Gabby helped chase the dream away. When he pulled back, Harry saw a silver ring around Gabrielle's pupil. It faded after the girl focused. "Tell me, please. I want to 'elp my Mate."

The naked pleading in Gabrielle's tone surprised Harry. He started talking, almost against his will, and the words just spilled forth. "The dreams always start the same. They start as I take the Tri-Wizard Cup in the maze."

Gabrielle refused to break eye contact. Harry had never really spoken about what happened after the Third Task. He hadn't spoken about what happened other than to Aurors, and only under the effects of Calming Draughts. Calming Draughts that Gabrielle had a sneaking suspicion that had been laced with a small amount of Veritaserum. For him to be opening up to her like this was a massive extension of trust.

Harry continued, his eyes gaining a haunted quality. "I see the red of Peter's stunning spell and I wake up to his knife slicing my arm to collect blood for the potion in a giant stone cauldron. No matter what I do, I can't get free. I was trussed up, helpless to do anything but watch as Voldemort regained a body."

Gabrielle shifted both her position and Harry's so he wasn't pinned in place by her weight. She whispered, "If zat salaud 'adn't been Kissed I would rip 'is 'eart out zrough 'is chest."

Harry reflexively pulled Gabby closer. He was now lost in the memories. "Then Voldemort rose from the cauldron. He had this presence. It was horrible. It was like he was to be feared, and at the same time it was revolting to look at him. The more I looked at him, the more I wanted him to pay for what he did. This was the thing that killed my parents." Tears fell from Harry's eyes. "He laughed about it Gabby! He laughed as he summoned the Death Eaters. He then named them all one by one as they came. There was no Imperius, there was no action except he called them and they came."

Harry took a shuddering breath and Gabrielle held Harry close. "Let it out Mon Amour. I am 'ere. 'E cannot 'urt you."

"He toyed with me, gave me back my wand. Instead of fighting him, I started blasting the Death Eaters, using them as shields. I remember seeing surprise on Malfoy's face before his skull exploded." Harry started sobbing. "There was so much blood." Harry's body shook as he sobbed. "I hit him Gabby. I hit him with a curse to make bones explode. Voldemort hit me back with something that hurt. As I was down, the Death Eaters that were still alive hit me with spell after spell. Voldemort stood, sneering and pressed his wand against my scar. He cast the Killing Curse." Gabrielle took a sharp breath at that news. "It hurt so much, but something happened. Voldemort fell over dead and the Death Eaters clutched their arms, screaming in agony before they fell unconcious." Gabrielle felt herself be pulled even closer. Harry's hands had torn the back of her nightgown. Gabrielle ignored any pain from her Mate's actions.

"It hurt to move. It hurt so much Gabby. All I could think about was getting away. I had cut off Peter's legs at the knee. I crawled over him and touched the cup. I was hoping that it was still a Portkey. This time, in the dreams, they had kidnapped you too and done horrible things to you. You said my name before you bled out."

Harry's sobs immediately became harsher. His voice was quiet and pleading. "Please don't leave me Gabby. You're the only one that helps me feel normal again. Please Gabby…please don't go."

Gabrielle ran her fingers through Harry's sweat-dampened hair. "I will nevair leave you." She gently pressed a kiss to Harry's forehead and she let herself be crushed, almost painfully, into Harry's now frantic embrace. She just rubbed his back in an attempt to comfort her man. "I will always be wiz you. You are mine 'Arry Potter and I am yours. Forevair and always. I am still alive and you are too. The Graveyard is done. Be 'eer wiz me Harry. Not zere." Gabrielle continued to whisper what came into her mind, just talking to Harry, letting his mind calm.

Gabrielle's heart soared as Harry uttered a single phrase before his grip finally loosened and he rejoined the realm of Morpheus. "I love you Gabby."

A surge of desire, more powerful than she had experienced to date ignited within her body. Gabrielle used every iota of will to force it down. Regardless of her own desires, Gabrielle knew that her man needed comfort and her love. Not a passionate night of wild sex. So she fought and fought hard. If anyone would have been watching, only the barest sliver of blue remained in her iris as Gabrielle wrestled with her nature. When it finally subsided, Gabrielle was panting heavily. In her mental wrestling, she had finished the job that Harry started and her nightgown was in tatters. Gabrielle tossed it away. She put on a bra and loosened it slightly so she could be comfortable. Harry wasn't ready for her to be fully topless yet. She shook her head as sleep began to claim her once more. "I love you too Harry." As she was gently pulled closer to Harry, Gabrielle let sleep take her.

Harry awoke to something he hadn't before. He had had another nightmare but instead of tired and irritable, Harry felt, actually decently rested. Gabrielle had comforted him after the nightmares. Sirius had tried, but Harry had pushed him away. Gabrielle had succeeded. Harry tightened his arms briefly before he realized that there was far more skin touching his arms than was normal. Luckily his hands weren't grabbing anything, but still, Gabrielle was almost naked in his arms. Harry felt his face heat up. Any attempts to move away were met with Gabrielle holding his arms tighter in place.

Gabby's sleepy voice was heard. "Don't move. After I held back last night, I deserve a little cuddling Harry."

"Held back?"

Gabrielle's head nodded slightly. "I had to fight very, very hard not to strip us both naked and enjoy your body as my Mate Harry. You had ripped my nightgown partially off of me and told me that you loved me. It took everything that I had to not give in. You needed comfort Harry, not sex."

Harry was surprised. He merely hugged Gabrielle closer. "Thank you Gabby."

"I want you so much Harry." Gabrielle turned and pulled Harry's shirt off his body. Her eyes closed slightly in bliss at the feeling of Harry's skin against hers. When they re-opened, her eyes immediately gained a silver ring that took up almost half of her iris. "Do you know how much I want you Harry? How much I need you?"

Gabrielle was silenced as Harry pulled her to his chest, and tucked her head under his chin. "Thank you Gabby. For everything."

Gabrielle nodded as she ran her hands over Harry's skin and kissed along Harry's collarbone. "You don't have to thank me. I was just helping the man that I love and making sure that you got the comfort you needed after such a horrific dream." She pushed back up, the ring smaller now. Gabrielle lovingly kissed Harry's lips. "Thank you for trusting me with what happened in the graveyard Harry. I won't tell a soul."

"Thank you."

Gabrielle smiled at her Mate. "You will sleep in today Harry. After last night, you deserve a day to rest."

When Harry tried to disagree, Gabrielle wouldn't hear any words otherwise. She grinned and rubbed suggestively against Harry. "Of course, I could do my best to keep you in bed. After a few more moments of teasing her man, Gabrielle's tone changed. "Thank you Love."

The shift in the conversation threw Harry slightly. "For what?"

Gabrielle's smile was adoring. "You shared what happened in the graveyard with me. That was very difficult for you. I want you to take a day for your own mental wellbeing Love."

This time Harry caught the title. "Love?"

Gabrielle nodded. "You also told me that you loved me and asked me to never leave you. As such, our relationship has moved beyond merely dating. Therefore I will address you according to my feelings. Her grin shifted. "Would you prefer Sex Stallion? Or how about my Handsome Ravisher?"

Harry just shook his head. "No."

Pouting slightly, Gabrielle picked up Harry's cellphone and dialed. "Good morning Haruhi."

"Gabrielle? Why are you calling on Harry's phone?"

Gabrielle spoke, "Well, after your kidnapping yesterday, it affected Harry more than he let on. I helped him get through some of the memories that it triggered." Gabrielle buried Harry's face in her cleavage as he tried to speak. "Can you collect his homework? Harry needs some more sleep."

"Gabrielle, what is that noise?" Haruhi's voice hinted that she might not want to know the answer.

"Harry is trying to get the phone away from me but I am rather insistent that my fiance needs to take the day off." Gabrielle relished in the feel of Harry's face buried in her chest. A silver ring grew in her eyes.

"Does Harry need anything?"

"Just some more sleep." Gabrielle yawned into the phone. "I could use some more sleep too."

"I'll take notes for him."

"Thank you Haruhi." Gabrielle began rubbing against Harry since he had stilled slightly. "I will do everything that I can to make sure that Harry gets feeling better. Have a good day."

Gabrielle pulled away from Harry as she hung up the phone. A heavy blush was on Harry's face and Gabrielle was slightly confused. She then realized that she hadn't put a shirt back on. She smiled shyly. "Did you like how that felt Love?"

Harry's gaze couldn't meet Gabby's. All he could focus on was how it felt with his face buried in her cleavage.

Gabrielle noticed the distraction of her Mate. "You did, didn't you?" She lay once more on Harry's chest. "That makes me happy."

Harry tried to get a blanket between the feminine form and his chest. However, it was a losing proposition.

Gabrielle enjoyed the game. Still fighting to maintain her position, she smiled. "Dobby?"

"Yes Mistress?"

"Breakfast in bed please. Harry didn't sleep well last night. I am going to make sure that he relaxes today."

"Will I have to strengthen the silence wards Mistress?"

Gabrielle shrugged. "Probably not. My beloved Harry isn't ready just yet."

Harry sighed. "Fine. We will have a day in."

Gabrielle smiled and went to say something. However, Harry continued to speak. "Only if you put some clothes on and keep them on."

Gabrielle didn't try to convince Harry otherwise. Instead she smiled and nodded. "Of course Beloved." Gabrielle stood from the bed and dressed. She grinned as she drew out the process, knowing that her Mate's eyes were watching her every action.

During the day, Gabrielle carefully brought up the nightmares that tormented Harry and they talked about them.

The couple spent a good portion of the day in bed. However, Gabrielle did make sure that she had as much contact with Harry as she could. In her mind it was a near perfect way to spend the day.

The next few weeks were busy for the magical students at Ouran. There was a proficiency test being held. Harry surprised the instructors. He took a top score, one point behind Nekozawa. The rest of the Black Magic Club had gotten better scores as well.

After two weeks of sharing Harry's bed, Gabrielle didn't say anything, simply continuing the practice. She already had clothes at Harry's house and since Harry never reminded her that the two weeks were up, the part-Veela wasn't all too keen on reminding him. Especially since Harry's hands had started to wander in the night.

All too soon, Halloween was approaching. As the class began to debate the merits of the various activities that they could do, Harry merely sat in silence.

Haruhi looked at Harry. "What about you Harry? What do you think about the test of courage tournament.?"

Harry winced as everyone was looking at him. "Well, in all truth, I'm not much for celebrating Halloween. I will be giving the activity a miss."

This surprised everyone. Kaoru piped up. "Can I ask why? Tricks seem right up your alley."

Harry sighed. "My parents died on Halloween. Some of the more difficult events in my life also happened on that day. Like I said, I'm not much for celebrating. Also, if something actually did scare me, I don't think that it would end well."

Haruhi nodded. "Yeah, I wouldn't want you to accidentally use what Honey and Mori-senpai have been teaching you."

Kaoru nodded. "I think that it's fine if Harry gives it a miss."

Harry nodded and began reading a book as people began discussing things.

Hikaru whispered to his twin. "Yeah, after seeing what Gabrielle did to the Lobelia Girls..." He trailed off and shuddered. "I would hate to see what Gabrielle and Harry would do if we made him angry."

Kaoru stiffened and held up his hand. "Class Rep, I vote that Harry not be forced to participate."

Surprisingly Kurakano seconded it. "If Halloween was when his parents died, then he should spend the day remembering them."

When Harry was in the Black Magic Club, Nekozawa entered with a smile. "Black Magic Club, we are going to have a positively amazing Halloween." The President then began detailing a plan to thoroughly terrify Harry's class.

When they went to ask for Harry's input, he was already reading up on the Animagus transformation.

Reiko looked at Harry. "So what are you going to do Harry?"

Harry looked at the assembled magic users. "What happened to me on Halloween?"

They all thought about that question. Umehito's eyes widened. "Understood Harry. I hope that you are able to pay your respects properly."

One of the other members winced. "I'm sorry that we didn't think about that. We really should have."

Harry waved it off. "At least you thought about it. Back in England no one really does."

Harry listened to the plans from the Black Magic Club. He left early and found the Host Club in vampire garb. He encountered Gabrielle in the hallway.

As Halloween approached, Harry was surprised when Umehito brought Kirimi into the Black Magic Club. The girl was garbed in a dark cloak and was holding a giant stuffed cat.

Umehito was rather excited that his little sister had shown that she had magic. Kirimi was watching everything that was going on with great interest. "Can you help me learn all of this Big Brother?"

Nekozawa laughed menacingly. "Of course dear sister. It would bring me immense pleasure to show you the truth of the Darkness that has enveloped your soul."

Kirimi hugged Umehito.

The blonde male knelt. "However, Harry is an excellent teacher as well. So when the time comes, you can ask him too."

Kirimi looked at Harry and hugged the cat. "You're the Knight in damaged armor. Are you ravishing your princess yet?"

It was at this point when Gabrielle entered the room. "Not yet Kirimi, but I'm sure he will soon."

This caused the shorter blonde girl to smile. She hugged Gabrielle. "Good luck."

Halloween dawned and Harry spent a few hours looking at the pictures of his parents with Gabby at his side.

Sirius called, using the mirror, to check on Harry as well.

Gabrielle told Harry more stories of her parents, and as she routinely stated, Harry's future in-laws.

Harry shared stories that Sirius had shared with him about James and Lily.

Gabrielle looked at Harry as the sun began to set. "What would your Dad want you to do tonight?"

Harry snorted. "Prank both my class and the Black Magic Club."

Gabrielle stood. "So let's do it."

Harry was confused. "But we don't have much time."

"But you know their plans, don't you?"

Harry nodded.

Gabrielle smiled. "So let's do something Harry. Let's do something to honor them."

Harry smiled slightly. "Okay."

Class 1-A had gathered outside, scared about the situation with Beelzenef. Nekozawa and the Host Club were all gathered laughing and the members of Class 1-A were all beginning to relax.

Suddenly, the bell tolled. However, something was off about the tone. It seemed warped and crazed. The tolling kept getting louder and more distorted.

Tamaki looked at Nekozawa. "Is that part of your plan?"

Nekozawa shook his head. From this distance, he wasn't going to be able to tell if there was a spell. But the entirety of the Black Magic Club was present.

A silhouette was noticed standing on one of the arms of the clock. A faint light was emanating from behind the figure.

Haruhi was frozen in place. "Do you all see that?"

Everyone was riveted at the sight. They stared at the figure on the clock tower dressed as a witch. The pointed hat and cape were twitching in the breeze.

Now everyone was nervous.

The Class Rep's hand lifted and his voice was frantic. "It's the Clock tower Witch!"

The figure slipped and fell. The moonlight highlighted the figure as it fell from the tower. An unearthly scream echoed, chilling the assembled group.

The scream cut off suddenly.

The entirety of the group was frozen in shock. After a moment, about half of the gathered students took off at a run.

Reiko looked at Nekozawa. "Umehito-senpai. I thought it was a legend."

"Let us investigate."

Tamaki was quivering. "This has to be one of your tricks isn't it?"

Umehito shook his head. "I am curious about this dark occurrence."

Several members of Class 1-A were curious and the Newspaper Club was in shock.

The group followed carefully. The candelabra from Nekozawa illuminated a mangled corpse. Blood was splattered everywhere.

A second, ephemeral figure spoke from behind the group. She stuttered out, "You didn't catch me."

People took off running. For a brief moment everyone that was frozen in terror looked away from the mangled body at the new presence. When they turned back, the blood and corpse were gone. A whispery voice spoke out. "Come with me. The view from the top of the tower is beautiful at night." It became harsh. "Don't leave me alone!"

The rest of the group, including Umehito, took off running.

When they got a good distance away, the group paused. Takashi looked at the head of the Black Magic Club. "What was that?"

Umehito was so surprised that he dropped his dark act. "At a guess, a truly fearsome wandering spirit. They only can manifest a physical form like that if they are powerful."

Hikaru gasped out, "I didn't think ghosts were real."

This comment caused Nekozawa to unobtrusively cast a spell. There was no sign of any spirit entity. However, the spell registered a pair of humans. Well, one human and one mostly human.

"Reiko, were the middle schoolers planning anything?"

Reiko frowned slightly. "I don't think so."

Umehito shook his head and chuckled darkly. "He got us."

This comment caused Kyoya to ask, "What do you mean?"

Umehito readjusted his cowl. "Unless I miss my guess, that was all Harry's doing."

Harry and Gabrielle strode out of the shadows. Harry's smirk was highlighted by the lamp. "Umehito-senpai, what gave it away?"

Nekozawa said nothing but just laughed.

Haruhi was looking at Harry. "You said that Halloween..."

Harry nodded and pulled Gabrielle into his side. "It is. Gabby suggested that the best way to honor my father would be to play a prank. He was a very well-known prankster when he was at school." Harry's arm tightened. "She was right. It was fun. Although, I normally wouldn't go that far, but it is Halloween."

The Twins froze. "Evil commoners."

Umehito bowed low. "You have surpassed even me in darkness Harry. The Black Magic Club will be in superb hands next year."

Kyoya adjusted his glasses. "Hikaru, Kaoru, I'm beginning to see what you mean by that."

Any further commentary was cut off as a sneering voice echoed in the dark. "Well if it isn't Potter."

Harry spun. Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle stepped into the light. "You're going to pay for what you did to my father." A spell was already forming at the tip of his wand.

Gabrielle flared her Allure, trapping Draco and his goons.

Harry was already in motion as Gabrielle worked her magic. His lessons with Honey and Mori were put to good use as Crabbe and Goyle were down and sporting injuries. Harry twisted Malfoy's wrist, causing him to drop his wand. Harry rabbit-punched Malfoy in the throat. He finished with a punch that hyperextended Draco's elbow. A not so subtle force amplification spell made a very satisfying crack.

Harry spat at the cowering blonde. "Your father tried to kill me Malfoy. You're lucky I'm not killing you where you stand."

Kyoya frowned. "Gabrielle, did Harry say what I thought he said?"

Gabrielle nodded, her eyes dark. "Those three are sons of three of the men that kidnapped Harry. Knowing them, they came into the country illegally. They used to go to school with Harry."

Kyoya frowned and summoned the Black Onion Squad.

Honey and Mori emanated malice. Mori spoke up. "Harry, let us take care of them."

Even Tamaki scowled. "Scum like that don't belong here at Ouran."

Umehito sent off a spell to summon a few members of the magical police as well. The attempt to cast a spell would have to be obliviated.

As Draco went to pull a second wand, a kick from Honey threw the blonde ferret into the trees before leaping after the blonde. The action was followed by screams and the sounds of the bones breaking.

Mori cracked Crabbe and Goyle's heads together as they tried to stand. He may have also tried to plant their skulls like flower bulbs.

Harry looked at the trio of figures. "You know, I'm beginning to wonder if Halloween really is cursed for me."

Gabrielle grinned. "Then next year I'll have to do my best to make sure that you don't leave your bed. There will be moaning and screaming, but none of it will be scary."

A uniformed pair of officers came up. A badge on their chest indicated that they were magical officers. They took statements, used a specific modification on the memories of almost everyone involved. The Hosts would remember that Draco had a knife, not a wand.

Draco would be charged with breaking the Statute. His influence and money was no good in Japan. His rather blatant prejudice when he was coherent also cut his knees out from underneath him. Crabbe and Goyle fared no better.

The trio would be obliviated of Harry's presence in Japan and imprisoned for almost ten years. No one from England even came looking for them.

The Wednesday after Halloween, Gabrielle and Harry were leaving the Black Magic Club room. That day, the Host Club were all dressed up in samurai outfits that Harry recognized from his Japanese history studies.

The pair paused when a redhead spoke up. "So is a lovely item like Potter and that chick that hangs off him?"

The Host Club was hesitant. Particularly since the aforementioned pair was right behind the redhead.

Kasanoda spoke up. "You know. He's ruthless, cold, and everything about him screams you don't want to mess with him. I thought about approaching him, but people would stay away from me even more. With those scars, he could easily pass a a hitter. Word is that Potter has killed a man before. I mean look at him. I also heard that a team of assassins came to Ouran to take him out. I don't really believe the story about him being tortured. I mean, who would torture a guy like that? They call me the Human Blizzard, but someone like Harry Potter..."

Seeing Harry trying to restrain Gabrielle, Hikaru tried to speak. "Um, Bossa Nova.."

"It's Kasanoda."

"Yeah, the thing is, Harry's a nice guy."

"But if you follow your king's reasoning it's because of the totally hot chick that's with him."

It was at this point Gabrielle broke free from Harry. Kasanoda was pulled backwards and thrown to the ground. He almost wet himself at the sight of a demon in a female middle school uniform. He scrambled away in fear. As the girl stalked towards him, Kasanoda tried to hide behind one of the Hosts.

Ritsu was gibbering in fear as the Hosts seemed to disappear. They were nowhere to be found.

However, Ritsu was extraordinarily confused when the she-demon was cut off by another figure. He was further shocked when a light kiss and a few whispered words caused the she-demon to revert to the beauty that he had heard of. She relaxed and was immediately draping herself over Ritsu's rescuer.

It was a moment before the Kasanoda heir realized that Harry Potter was the man that had stepped in to save him.

His jaw was still working fruitlessly as the couple left the room. Kasanoda saw the Hosts reappear from behind furniture and pillars. "What was that?!"

Tamaki smiled slightly. "A very protective girl in love."

Kyoya added, "That is Gabrielle Delacour. Heiress to the Du Coeur wine brand. She is rather devoted to her fiance. We have heard the story of how they met. Harry saved her life. She fell deeply in love with Harry and is dedicated to convincing Harry that he will be her husband. According to observations, she is succeeding."

Honey spoke up. "Harry's a survivor and a nice guy. Gabrielle hates it when people talk about Harry's scars."

Kaoru nodded. "We've never said anything so mean about Harry."

Hikaru nodded. "The last person that said anything like that was treated worse than you. Harry didn't step in until after Gabrielle had threatened that their bodies would never be found."

Ritsu gulped. And he thought he knew how to properly intimidate someone. "Right. I won't make the same mistake twice."

Tamaki nodded. "Wise choice. While Gabrielle is a picture of feminine beauty and a lovely item, it only works because of her devotion to Harry."

Haruhi frowned slightly. "But Harry is a good guy. I knew that before I met Gabrielle. Anyone willing to look past the scars sees that too."

Harry looked at Gabrielle once they were in the hall. "Was that really necessary?"

Gabrielle sniffed. "The boy was clearly a thug and would only respond to violence. I made sure that he would not make the same foolish comments in the future."

When Kasanoda returned home and changed, he addressed his men. "I need to issue an order."

The thugs looked excited. They chorused, "Yes Young Lord!"

Ritsu took a deep breath. "If any of you see a teen with green eyes, black hair, several scars, and a gorgeous girl on his arm, whatever you do, don't insult the teen. I don't think you could handle the results."

Murmurs ran through the assembled toughs. Tetsuya spoke up, "Young Lord, did something happen?"

Ritsu shuddered at the memory of the she-demon. "The guy didn't do anything. But his chick makes grandma look like a demure Shrine Maiden. She was really scary when she was defending the guy. It was like a demon was out for my soul." Ritsu's eyes gained a far-away look and he shuddered slightly. "I pity Potter if he makes her angry."

The thugs winced. They had heard stories about the older Boss that walked with a limp ever since he had forgotten his wife's birthday.