Big thanks for all the comments, follows and favourites! They are amazing! Sorry this has taken so long and is a shortish chapter. I am crazy busy with university and getting ready to go on a four-week prac so not a lot of writing time but hopefully you enjoy this new chapter

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End of Chapter 5

Rabastan spoke up, "I… I've been with people, both male and female, but nothing serious. None of them ever felt right." Rodolphus nodded in agreement.

Voldemort hummed but didn't voice his thoughts.

"Our Lord said he is wearing a glamour" Nott spoke up.

"There could be a number of reasons for that" Bella said staring significantly at their whole table, everyone who was wearing a glamour.

The conversation moved on to other things but Rabastan and Rodolphus found their eyes and minds still lingering on the mystery of Harry.

Chapter 6

Harry himself found his mind frequently wandering back to the group of people and in particular the man who had asked for his name. He would occasionally glance over at the table as he worked to find him, as well as another man who looked very similar watching him intently.

He would always blush when this happened and quickly look away, but like a moth to a flame he would find himself looking back over at the table not long after.

Now Harry was not stupid, no matter what the Dursleys would have him believe, he had a pretty good idea about who those two men must be. Rabastan and Rodolphus Lestrange. They looked different to the image he had seen in the paper, but Harry supposed they must be wearing some kind of glamour. It's not like they could just wander the streets without one, what with them being escaped criminals and all. That meant the people around them were probably death eaters as well, maybe even Voldemort himself. Harry swallowed thickly at that thought and nearly dropped the plates he was carrying.

He had his soulmates right here in front of him, but he had no idea about how to go about approaching them. About explaining who he really was, without them or someone else at the table trying to curse him. He liked to think that his soulmates wouldn't curse him but honestly who really knew.

The hardest part was now that he knew that they were right there all he could think about was going to them. He embarrassingly felt the urge to climb into one of their laps and rub himself all over them. Have them hold him safe in their arms. He bet it would feel amazing to curl up between them at night to go to sleep. He shook his head out of his daydream, now was not the time to be thinking such things. He collected the next lot of plates and wandered over to Terence and his friends again.

"Here you go; steak, fish and chips, chicken salad and spaghetti" Harry said as he handed out the plates.

There was a general chorus of "thank you" and "thanks Harry."

Harry went to walk away but was called back by Terence.

"Have you got a few minutes to talk Harry?" Terence asked, patting the seat beside him.

Harry glanced at the bar and saw there was no food waiting to be delivered so he gave a quick nod and slipped into the seat beside Terence.

Terence carefully chewed the piece of steak in his mouth before he continued talking.

"You know how we were talking about going to watch a quidditch match together. Well Cassius was just telling us he has tickets to watch United vs The Cannons next week and I thought you may want to come with us?"

Harry was momentarily surprised by the offer, not having actually expected Terence to invite him to a quidditch match.

"Sure, that sounds like fun," Harry said enthusiastically, causing Terence to smile brilliantly at him.

"Though I don't know about the Cannons chances of a win" Harry said with a teasing smile.

Pucey started laughing and even Flint cracked a smile at that. Meanwhile Terence just glowered.

"Oh, we'll show you!"

Harry laughed and stood up from the table. "You can tell me all the details during the week."

"OK, bye Harry." Harry gave them all a little wave before returning to work.

As he walked off, he failed to notice the two men now glowering at Terence and his friends.

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"What are you two glowering about now?" Dolohov asked, his voice laced with exasperation.

"Harry," they both said in unison. "He was talking and laughing with that group of men over there." Rabastan finished, waving in the direction of Terence and his friends.

"Yes?" Said Bella staring at them beadily. "Is there some reason he shouldn't be talking to them, he is a young attractive male after all, he is perfectly within his rights to talk to whomever he wants."

Rodolphus growled angrily at the words, while Rabastan slammed his hand down on the table.

The table looked at them surprised, but Rabastan couldn't help it, couldn't stop the anger coursing through him at the idea of Harry being with any of those other men.

"Isn't that Higgs, Flint, Pucey and Warrington?" Blaise put in helpfully. "I recognise them from school and various different functions.

Rabastan's eyes narrowed on the younger men, now that he was looking, he thought he recognised the younger Flint and Warrington.

The Dark Lord simply waved his hand, casting some kind of spell that caused the other four to immediately turn in their direction. Flint and Warrington jumped up and walked over, Higgs and Pucey trailing behind at a more sedate pace.

Rabastan felt a wave of magic pass over him and knew that The Dark Lord had cast a privacy charm so no one would be able to listen in on their conversation.

"My Lord," Flint and Warrington said with a respectful incline of the head, while Higgs and Pucey just nodded their heads in deference.

"We didn't realise you were here, or we would have come over earlier." Flint explained.

"It is of no matter; we are simply out celebrating Bella's birthday." Lord Voldemort explained.

"Rabastan and Rodolphus are quite curious about the young man you were just talking to."

"He is a friend of Terrence's my Lord, we only just met him tonight" Warrington explained. "Invited him to come and watch a quidditch match with us next week."

Rabastan's eyes narrowed at the idea of them taking Harry anywhere.

"Higgs, is there anything you can tell us about Harry? It seems he has quite enraptured two of my best men."

Terence stepped forward and hesitated for a moment looking uncomfortable.

"We wish him no harm at all and are simply curious about him." The Dark Lord soothed.

Terence relaxed a little at that, and with an encouraging look from Marcus, began to speak.

"I don't actually know too much about him myself. He came into my potion shop about a week ago, wanting to buy a pain potion, healing potion and a potion to fight off infection. All signs that he had come to some kind of harm. When I asked him about it, he claimed the potions were for a friend, however, I actually saw him taking one of the potions out the front of my shop, so I knew that was a lie. He is quite quiet and shy and doesn't react well to physical contact" Terrence continued, thinking more of what he knew about Harry. "He's funny though and loves quidditch. He has a plant named Herbert that he treats like it's his own child and the thing absolutely adores him. Oh, he also doesn't eat much, I mean hardly anything at all. It's a wonder he isn't thinner. I feel like he is maybe hiding from an abusive partner or family. He just has this sort of hunted look about him."

Terence finished with a nod, "that's all I can think of."

"Thank you, Higgs, you four may return to your meals." Voldemort said, dismissal clear in his voice.

They nodded and walked away.

Rabastan felt his blood boiling at the very idea that Harry may have been harmed in some way. Was that why he was wearing the glamour? To hide his injuries. He made to stand up out of his seat, his only thought was of getting to Harry. He saw Rodolphus out of the corner of his eye starting to stand as well before strong hands pulled them both back into their seats. Rabastan had to fight back the urge to snarl at Lucius for holding him down.

"What has gotten into you pair?" Carmel asked seriously.

"Whatever it is, you won't win his favour by bombarding him during a busy night at work" Narcissa said seriously.

Rabastan tried to throw off his growing agitation, all he could think about was the fact that Harry might be hurt, and he needed to get to him.

"There is something decidedly odd going on" Rabastan said, after he managed to clear his head a little.

"Whatever it is we won't figure it out tonight, sit and eat your food" Bella instructed seriously.

Rabastan looked down, surprised to find his meal sitting in front of him. He looked around quickly thinking he had missed Harry delivering it.

"Harry didn't deliver it" Draco snorted, "Sarah did" he said pointing to another worker clearing the table beside them.

Rabastan slumped despondently, something strange was definitely going on and he was going to find out what.

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Harry breathed a sigh of relief when the rush period came to an end and he was able to head back upstairs to his room. He was beyond exhausted; he was no stranger to hard labour, but it was late, and it had been a busy few hours.

He got undressed and took off the charmed necklace. He let out a sigh of relief at being back in his own skin, even if it was horribly scarred. He treated himself to a long hot shower before pulling on some clean pyjamas and climbing into bed.

Herbert had spread his vines all over the room, no doubt hunting for any insects he could find. He smiled softly as he felt Herbert's vines tangle gently in his hair as he lay down to sleep. Harry ran his hand along the soft green appendages, muttering a quiet good night before falling asleep.