Hello lovely Readers,
Here's the next installment to A Shadowed Life!
First off I want to know what you all think about making this into a series. If possible I would like to make the next story part to be after I reach a certain point in the story so it can be the start of the next story, in line with this one. If not then I will continue this as it is until it reaches a conclusion.
Also I have been working on another couple HP/TR stories I have decided to name Atlantian Ties and the other one I have named Kuro Neko. If you want I can give a brief description at the beginning of the next chapter if you are interested in wanting to know a brief summary of what they are about, or you can wait till they are posted. This however depends on reviews I get.
MikaToshino: Lol never ends well XD but I promise… they're only digging a deeper grave for themselves.
Everyone else: :D I'm so happy you all loved that chapter x.x though this one is rather short compared to a lot of chapters XD though it was rather intended this way to drop something for those who were waiting for this to happen X3. I know everyone hates cliffhangers, but it's rather hard to figure out where to stop so I can start working on the next chapter XD.
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Enjoy!
Things in the story you might want to know.
"Talking/ spells"
'Thinking/ sound affects/ Memories'
§Music Song/ Magic Song§
-Parseltongue-
.:Spells:.
~Dragon Telepathy~
*Dragon Language*
Chapter Twenty-Eight- Revealed
All had been going well, and Tom had watched the proceedings with rapt attention. None of the champions knew it, but there were hidden magical cameras everywhere within the maze. The cameras captured the proceedings within the maze at many different angles, giving the audience just the action packed thrill seeking adventure that each person went through. Four screens, four champions and many dangers just around almost every bend. Tom was mostly stuck on the one screen that showed Harry even though he was keeping watch on the others as well. After the final task he had planned on attacking Hogwarts as Voldemort, before sweeping in as young politician Mr. Thallorian alongside the rest of the ministry that would have a field day with the cleanup. He hadn't told Harry before he'd felt to go back to the school about his plan, just so the boy didn't have much to worry about other than the final task. He also hadn't told him about his persona's change in political position.
The minister himself had gotten the votes he needed to place Mr. Thallorian as the Understudy of the ministry which was basically a second in command when it comes to political power. If something ever happened to the minister he would step in and take over until voting for a new minister. Tom smirked as he watched Harry dispatch of the horrendous beast that Dumbledore announced was called a Blast-Ended Skrewt. It was gruesome, but a crowd pleasure none the less, people were going crazy over the proceedings. Fleur, Cedric, and Krum also faced off various creatures up until Cedric was paralyzed by a young Basilisk, mostly due to foolishness of drawing the great snake's attention.
Harry got away, speaking the dragon tongue seemed to have a similar affect as parseltongue had on a snake. Though, Tom could tell the snake did not know what he'd said yet it was curious to see the great snake backed off and left not only Harry alone, but the Cedric boy as well. The boy was lucky that Harry had even saved his scrawny arse. Already a group was dispatched to go find the boy, since he wasn't likely to finish the task and Harry had lit off a spark for him from the boy's wand, so they could pinpoint the location. Harry found himself at the mercy of an Acromantula, until a scream resounded from the blond female and he blasted the beast away before taking off towards the sound.
It wasn't long before he ran into the blond girl who went by the name Fleur. He had been impressed that Harry had gained the Quarter-Veela's trust. It gave them a foot hold in France. It would ensure that if anything went wrong they had a place to fall back on. It wasn't long before the hedges to the maze forced them apart leaving both of them on opposite sides of the maze wall that now encompassed the area there. Tom was surprised when a Chimera appeared next. Harry escaped it, but only because he'd severed the beasts tail causing it some rather great pain.
Tom sighed, this tournament seemed to be more violent than reports on it from the past few times it had cropped up. He knew it was rare to find a Basilisk, but a Chimera was far more, rare then a Basilisk was. To think they would use two great beasts in this tournament did not settle well in the pit of his stomach. Something was not right, this was leading to something yet he knew not of what. He looked over to Dumbledore watching the man silently. He was all too concentrated on Harry's position and he looked grim. What did the old fool see that could make him react in such a way? If he suspects Evan and Orion as one person then he should not react in such a way. Unless…
Tom looked back at the screen just as the younger male reached out to touch the cup. He stood and even though he knew Harry wouldn't hear him he shouted at him not to touch the cup right as people started to cheer, drowning out his voice. In a flash of light he vanished and showed up in the area he started at only to look up with horror filled eyes meeting Tom's stare head on before he was ripped away cruelly from the cup he'd been clutching too. Tom nearly lost his control, his face went rigged and closed off before his narrowed eyes fell on Snape who was sitting next to him.
"We are putting off the attack," Tom spoke icily, his aura in tight control.
Snape nodded and whispered, "Yes, My Lord."
Tom's eyes went back to Dumbledore, "I want you to find out where they took him. I want you to do everything in your power to assist him even if it means blowing your cover under stood?"
Snape nodded, "I will do all I can, My Lord."
Tom got up, catching Dumbledore's eye. Lucius had been glamoured as his Mr. Thallorian persona, to keep things from being known to early that the politician and Voldemort were one and the same. The persona he was assuming at the moment was a dear friend to Severus Snape, however Dumbledore could feel the magic he had not altered in this form. He'd done so, so Dumbledore would guess right if he attacked the school on just who was responsible for it however, now those plans had to change and fast. When he got Harry back he planned on letting the boy destroy this very man, for he'd done far more to his mate then he'd done to him. His dragon growled menacingly in his own head, not allowing the vocalization to happen outwardly, though he desperately wanted too.
His tight control was all that stood between Voldemort and Dumbledore. Snape slightly shifted as the mark burned against his flesh because of the Dark Lord's ire. Lucius was doing a splendid job on keeping his face from showing pain, though it showed the proper concern and fury the man needed when a situation like this arose. Mr. Thallorian was supposed to be a kind man who took the people's worries and concerns to heart and that made him fiercely protective of people and wanting to bring a change to the current system the wizarding world had. Because of this Thallorian had gained the trust of the minister and the Aurors at the ministry, let alone numerous other officials that he'd met as Zane Thallorian. Even after his outburst with Dumbledore, when Briar Rose vanished, was over looked as protectiveness.
Tom swept from the area, those who were under his command there remained seated and waited for everything to settle before their lord called them for the meeting they knew was coming. Tom looked over at the Minister was yelling out in a panic over the vanishing act of the student that one of his prized workers cherished. Little did the man know that they were actually one and the same being. He knew Lucius would be busy trying to be Mr. Thallorian considering all that just happened and he would show up at the meeting when he was sure everything was in place.
Tom apperated to his mansion and called for one of the Death Eaters that was there waiting for the signal. They all could feel the man's anger and Bellatrix gave a deep frown of concern. The older male was so angered he let his glamour's drop, showing his creature status to those currently present. His piercing eyes narrowed and lethal as a hiss slipped past his lips. He placed his wand on the mark and gave all his followers a couple warning pulses, each pulse, was supposed to represent an hour. He gave them more than enough time by giving just two pulses through the mark. His large black wings shifted in agitation as the temperature in the room plummeted with his anger. The icy chill to it causing his Death Eaters that, were currently there to shiver in more than just cold.
"My Lord…?" Bellatrix ventured, but said no more.
Tom's eyes fell on her and she dropped her head in submission, "They have taken him again Bella… This time, I will kill every last one of them."
His almost hissed out words cut in with a growl at the end and many of his followers flinched, "They have taken our Prince?" Bella looked up anger etched in her face.
"Yes, and they will all regret they ever did so," He was now sitting upon the throne that was on a dais in the middle of the room, and his hand was gripping the armrest tightly causing the marble to splinter under his fingers.
If there was one thing everyone knew is that when their lord was upset like this only one seemed to calm him and without that person there was little more they could do. They could only hope that someone out there would be able to bring their young prince home where he belongs. The fact that their lord was some kind of creature and a powerful one at that seemed to lift their spirits that made them excited. They knew their lord was special and that only someone who was not as they were could lead so effortlessly as he. They had seen the dragon form both he and Orion had used during the one time they'd seen them as such a magnificent creature. However, now they were just now seeing the true form that their Lord held and only made them wonder if Orion looked the same as well. Only the inner circle knew who Orion was and his true form and they more than ever were excited to know their Lord to, was similar and explained quite a bit on why their Lord favored the boy.
{A Shadowed Life}
Harry was sore and cold as he awoke to a room that looked to be rather warm, other than the fact he was chained to the wall. His shoulders didn't truly hurt, but they to groaned with discomfort as he hung limply against the chains. What had awoken him were frantic and panicked whispers and as his mind became more aware he started to realize quite a lot was wrong. He couldn't feel their magic, just as he couldn't feel his dragon. Panic laced his very heart and stomach, but he stayed still listening in on those frantic whispers.
"…how can this be?" It was a female voice one Harry knew he should remember, but couldn't.
"I don't know… but I believe he may have been forced Mrs. Weasley," Harry almost growled in anger at Dumbledore's voice.
"Do you know why he looks as he does?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"No, I am rather unfamiliar with this form he now has," Dumbledore murmured.
"The Potter's never had any creature status in their line and Lily Evans was a muggleborn so there isn't any in her line… is there?" An unfamiliar voice asked.
"If this is to be true then what about the research on muggleborns done as of late? It is possible that this indeed came from Lily Potter Nee-Evans's blood line," Another unfamiliar voice announced, this one female.
"Dumbledore, are you sure he'll be safest here?" Mrs. Weasley asked, "I mean our home has yet to be attacked by 'him', but if he were to find out…"
"If need be Mrs. Weasley we will put up more wards to protect you and your family as well as Mr. Potter," he said to her softly.
Harry startled, 'What how can they…'
The blood drained from his face, his glamours were down. There was no filmy feeling to his form allowing him to know he was hidden. Harry was completely exposed to everyone in the room and judging by his attire he was only clothed in a pair of pants that loosely fight his form. Probably Mr. Weasley's pants since he knew he could no longer fit into Ron's clothes. Harry calmed himself and decided it would be prudent to let them become aware that he was awake. He groaned as he tried to shift, his toes touching the ground, barely enough, to relieve a bit of the tension in his shoulders. He lifted his head with weary and yet tired eyes. He heard them quiet down, stopping all conversation though his enhanced hearing told him a few were approaching him.
When he caught sight of Dumbledore a growl tore from him and his slitted eyes narrowed as his body tensed. Dumbledore paused, mid step and decided against getting any closer to the boy. Mrs. Weasley approached still however, though her husband cautioned her as he slowly progressed closer behind her. Harry calmed greatly as she tried soothing him with gentle words. Harry could never hate Mrs. Weasley, for she'd always been like a mother to him in the past even before Narcissa Malfoy became his latest mother. He felt his wings relax making them awkwardly tug downward on his back and brushed the floor. By the wait of them he assumed they too were bound in chains. Harry shivered slightly to the cooler air in the room before he was suddenly engulfed in warmth as someone cast a warming charm on him.
He assumed it must have been Dumbledore, unless it was someone else that he'd told about the condition Orion Black harbored. A gentle hand made it to the side of his face, her thumb gently brushing over his scare on his forehead as though she needed to touch it to confirm what she already knew to be true. Harry felt an overwhelming sense of guilt as he stared at Mrs. Weasley's sad eyes. He knew she wanted to wrap him in a hug, but looked like she knew she couldn't mostly because Dumbledore had told them he was dangerous.
"Oh Harry… why didn't you come to us? We could have helped you…" Mrs. Weasley said softly.
"I couldn't…I killed them Mrs. Weasley… would you have excepted me if you had known that? That I had killed my muggle family because of an inheritance I never knew I possessed?"
Mrs. Weasley didn't even hesitate, "Yes, I would have helped you Harry. Your like a son to me remember?"
Harry sighed and allowed his body to slump slightly, "I'm sorry, but I just couldn't… I couldn't bring myself to do so."
"Why? Don't you trust us?" She asked softly.
Harry looked up at them, looking at all of them, "At the time… no… I couldn't trust anyone. I was alone and scared. I was frightened of the thought that I was a murderer and that the very thing I had been fighting for had died at my own hands."
Mrs. Weasley's hand jumped to her throat, "Harry…"
"So it's true then," The dark skinned man named Shacklebolt said. Harry only recognized him now because he'd met the man at the Ministry a few times, "They had confirmed the fire was magic based. We had feared it was the Dark Lord or a Death Eater that somehow got past the blood wards."
Harry snorted as his eyes zeroed in on Dumbledore, "Funny thing about blood wards… they have to work if I consider it my home… I held no attachment to it… and it never protected me from the occupants inside."
Mrs. Weasley looked puzzled before she remembered something and she sounded like she was choking, "Albus the scares…"
"Come on headmaster tell them they're all dying to know… how you forced me back there year after year to only endure more pain and misery," Harry hissed.
"Come now Harry, aren't you over exaggerating a bit? Are you sure it was them that caused your scares and not someone simply pretending to be them?" Dumbledore said as a way to placate him. He growled caused the Weasley's to take a step back, "Remember Mrs. Weasley he could be influenced right now to think, feel, and believe things he normally wouldn't… for all we know the poor boy could be brain washed."
"You bastard," Harry hissed his muscles straining against the chains and causing the metal to whine in protest. "You lying, deceitful, manipulative, conniving old fool… It wasn't enough you broke me as Evan Spring and as Harry Potter, but…" He ground his teeth, "You want me broken, you want me compliant well forget it. If I ever get out of these chains I will rip you limb from limb and I will enjoy every bit of it as I do so. You faked a prophecy about me and the Dark Lord…you painted a target on my family… and if that wasn't enough to warrant your death I have many other reasons to do so now."
Dumbledore's twinkling eyes now looked bemused, but well hidden. Everyone else looked back and forth between the headmaster and Harry, most of them pale now as they looked at him. They didn't know what to think, but they seemed to believe the old man before them over Harry and didn't question any of it further. The door to the left opened and in walked Sirius, Remus, and Severus Snape. All eyes zeroed in on him in shock and Harry felt hope curl up in the pit of his stomach. Snape's presence insured Dumbledore still trusted the man and that alone was enough to ensure Harry would get out of there. Knowing the Dark Lord he would have ordered for him to be found and rescued.
"Headmaster?" Severus asked.
"Ah, Severus, Remus, Sirius… We have found our wayward Mr. Potter… but I must caution you that not to get to close to him. He has been greatly influenced and thus is not himself. We have come to the conclusion that the boy has been brainwashed and thus is thinking and doing things he would not normally do."
Harry could tell none of them believed it and he was happy for that, "If so then why keep him chained like an animal," Remus said, "Wouldn't it be prudent to try and help him when he isn't being treated as a prisoner?"
"It is for his own good, we do not want him accidently attacking himself or someone else when he is not entirely himself," Shacklebolt cut in.
Harry watched Remus reluctantly nod and looked to Harry with sad eyes. To everyone else it was a sadness from one creature to another, but understanding. However, Harry knew it for what it was Remus was sad any of this was happening to him and keeping Harry from having his happier life style. Harry growled in the back of his throat and his eyes seemed to glow and they all tensed at the action, as if waiting for something to be said and it was.
"What have you done to me old fool?"
Dumbledore gave him a pitying look that made his hackles rise in lividness, "I'm sorry my boy we could not take chances… You currently were four cuffs, one on both wrists and ankles each one suppresses something. One for creature abilities, one for Creature magic, one for your magic as a wizard, and one for magic upon your person, placed there by another wizard. That collar you wear has many magical spells on it and we couldn't take the chance you would be able to escape with it."
Harry tugged at his chains in anger, but he felt like a normal human being without his creature strength, "… I hate you old man, you are the one who ruined everything in my life… wasn't I broken enough that now you have to take what I had left away from me?" Harry was pissed and wasn't thinking straight. He felt something tighten in his chest. Was that fear? Harry's eyes closed tight, it sure as hell was.
Fear was a weakness he couldn't afford to have, but being chained and without any power from his own magical properties or his Dragon's he felt as helpless as a new born babe. Harry growled, though it had more of a vicious snarl too it as Harry's eyes snapped open. He felt like a cornered animal and he was trying not to act on such a notion because it would allow the old fool to see that weakness. He looked Dumbledore dead in the eyes as everyone in the room stared at him. Sirius looked about ready to jump over to him and rip him from his chains. Severus stepped up, keeping up the appearance that he usually had back when Harry hadn't up and vanished from all of their presence.
"Mr. Potter, cease this foolishness. I'm sure we would all like for you to expand on why you think that the headmaster ruined your life when in fact it was the Dark Lord who did so," Snape drawled, trying to use the situation to their advantage.
Harry picked up on the ruse Severus was using and to cover any emotion he was feeling he let a very wicked smile slide across his lips causing those who were closest to him to flinch, "Why professor Snape I talk about how he falsified a Prophecy that painted a target on the backs of me and my parents. I talk about how he forced me each year to go back to my muggle relatives every year and let them abuse me in any way they saw fit. I talk about how he attacked me after creating two Persona's that just wanted to live happily… He threw Evan Spring into a place where he was forced to try and survive through things one would call torture after finding out that my creature was a dragon. I talk about how he sent Mrs. Rose to a time that was not her own, where she found out the truth behind the old fools scheming by becoming a highly skilled assassin." Everyone's including Snape's eyes widened in surprise.
Dumbledore's twinkling eyes dimmed, 'Ah, so he knew Evan was Rose… Possibly saw their battle styles were the same while I was in the maze. I knew I couldn't hide that fact forever…' but now that they saw Harry supported Orion Black's features they also knew he was Orion Black as well, considering he'd used glamours on his creature markings and eyes to give the look he needed for Orion Black to be brought into being in their world.
"Albus… is this true?" She looked to the man.
"Mr. Weasley, it is clear he is heavily influenced by the dark it is highly probable the Dark Lord did something to the boy's mind to believe all of this," He said with his damnedable twinkle back in his eyes, "The Dark Lord is not above manipulating a child and tweaking their mind to suit his needs."
Harry scoffed, "Sounds like you old man."
Dumbledore carried on as though he hadn't spoken, "Do you believe Harry could act as he is now. The Harry we knew was a kind soul that stood up for the weak and defenseless and he was once friend to your son no? Surely he would have sought out his friends and befriended them regardless of anything else. What ever happened to Harry while in the Dark Lord's hands, changed him," He looked over his spectacles staring at everyone with all the seriousness he could muster in the situation. Everyone except Sirius, Remus, and Severus seemed to accept this train of thought.
"Your fools," Harry chuckled lowly.
"Is there anything we can do to help the boy?" A women, asked next to Shacklebolt.
"There might be Tonks, first we'll heal his physical wounds he sustained from the battle in the maze, it seems his creature side does not heal fast. Severus do you think you can deal with helping him heal physically as well as mentally, I trust you will have far greater success in helping him heal then I could," Dumbledore said to him.
Harry sneered in thought at the old fool, 'My healing is faster than you think old man, I just never allow you to know that.' He continued to growl lowly, even though he could not feel the presence he his dragon, he knew he was suppressed, too far for Harry to reach him and call upon his assistance in their current predicament. Harry watched as Snape nodded still giving off the air of indifference, though he had a sneer on his lips that tried to state to everyone that he was not at all happy to do as the man said. Harry knew the man put up such a mask to fool people like Dumbledore and the others.
"It shall be done," He walked over to Harry who glared and growled lowly at his approach. Snape seemed to hesitate as they played their game of pretend to one another the man sneering at him and making a cautious show as he approached Harry and waved his wand over Harry to assess the damage that had been done to him during the fight. The man's breath caught and his eyes went wide causing Harry to cut off his growling and stare puzzled, up at the man's expression.
"What is it?" Mrs. Weasley said as she stepped up only for her eyes to widen as well, "That can't be…" She looked at Harry, "How can he be pregnant?" A collective gasp filled the room and Harry looked down at his stomach in shock.
It shouldn't have shocked him really Tom and him had been around each other through the Hols, and had definitely had many sexual encounters since their first one in the older male's office. A warm sensation filled his chest as he thought of having the man's child within him. Neither of them had planned on this that was definite. Harry had actually hoped he wouldn't become heavy with child until the war was over, but it seemed life was a cruel mistress and loved to make situations thrice as complicated as they were before.
"How far along is he do you think?" The women named, Tonks, asked.
Mrs. Weasley assessed what the readings said next to Severus. The man was eerily silent and staring at Harry who was now looking up at him with wide eyes, "About a couple months, give or take a week."
"So… sometime within the last two or three months this happened?" Shacklebolt said stunned.
Now that confused Harry, how could he have been pregnant that long? He'd had his first time with Tom over the Hols and that was bout a few weeks ago. Harry let his mind ace coming up with possible solutions, until a passage in the book on his kind went through his mind. '…Children born between two that are of the same bloodline will be fast growing until their first year, making a child appear years older than they truly are.' Tom had surmised that those who had succeeded with the bonding of wizard and dragon, hadn't breed with others of their kind, instead they had mingled with people such as muggles and other wizards who didn't hold the dragon gene within. In all honesty the book said very little on dragon children bonds, though it mostly speculated that their children would grow fast like that of dragons, but with a limit on how fast they grew and when that fast pace growing slowed to a more human speed. As far as Harry and Tom knew, they were the first dragon hybrids to be together.
Harry glanced up at them and knew with very little uncertainty they would all see the child within him grow as he stayed there with him. Harry felt a bit of panic fill him and he quickly squashed it down with a vicious vehemence. He knew as long as harry stayed here he and his child were in danger and there was very little he could do about it, unless he was freed from the runic cuffs placed on each of his limbs. His only hope at this point in time was Snape and what he could relay back to Tom about what was going on.
"Oh poor Harry…" Mrs. Weasley had thick tears running down her face, it was obvious the women thought he'd been raped and that upset Harry greatly.
"We'll help you dear boy," Dumbledore said to him and Harry's eyes lit up in anger.
"You will not touch my child or so help me I WILL end you regardless on, what you believe I am capable of," He hissed.
"Albus you can't be serious about harming the unborn child!" Mrs. Weasley shouted upset.
Dumbledore seemed to back track, though no one but Harry and Snape took note of this, "I do not plan on doing anything to the child Mrs. Weasley. I merely stated that we would help him through this and help to keep the child out of danger."
Mrs. Weasley settled down, "Oh…I'm sorry headmaster your right… the child should be protected. Who knows what that monster would do to the poor thing after it is born…"
"Headmaster, we cannot keep him chained the way he is. It could cause harm to the fetus he needs to be treated more carefully," Shacklebolt said.
Dumbledore nodded grimly, "Everyone back up," He ordered softly and they all complied.
Dumbledore waved his wand and with wordless magic the chains attached to Harry lengthened. Another flick and Harry found himself, unable to move, before the chains were removed from the cuffs on his wrist and wings before they attached to the collar around his neck, locking around the part of the collar that had the clasp, making it impossible to remove it even if he used his parseltongue to try and do so. The old man left a good amount of chain to give him room to roam, but he knew by the looks of the length it would allow him to get within three feet of them on the other side of the room. Approval flitted through many of their features except Remus, since he thought of it like a leash one would put on a dog.
Harry shifted when the bindings were released from around him. He watched them all like a caged animal would do and he slowly made his way over to a corner and curled up in it. His wings tucked close to him vailing him from view and his tail curled around his feet. He peered at them between the feathers of his wings. When Dumbledore tried once more to approach him Harry growled menacingly, but he ignored him as Snape stepped between the two.
"Headmaster I do not think it wise to get near the boy in his current condition it is possible that he will lash out, his growling I can only assume as a warning to the storm," He drawled, but also looked to be trying to keep away from him at the same time, though Harry knew it was all an act, "It will be fine Severus all of his creature attributes have been suppressed so there is no worry. Right now he is more or less like a muggle would be."
Harry shivered at that thought, yes he was very much a mortal now with the cuffs in place. Well as close to a mortal as an immortal dragon hybrid could be. He swallowed thickly as Dumbledore stepped around Snape and the man only sighed and Harry's eyes darted between the two men. He settled on watching Dumbledore's approach and Harry had to force himself to stay completely still as he continued to growl at the man. The old fool crouched down and Harry shifted his wings, to tuck them behind him to keep them out of the man's reach. He eyed the man, staying curled up, protecting his mid-section to keep it from harm. A shiver rippled through him as the grimy feeling of the light wizard's magic brushed up against him.
"Harry, we are not going to harm you. We are here to help you, but we can only do so if you will let us," He implored to him.
Harry snorted, "I wouldn't allow you to help me even if I was on my last breath old man. You LIED to me and I can never forgive you for doing that."
Dumbledore sighed before getting up and backing away slowly, "Severus, I trust you know how to go about helping the poor boy. We may need to call a mind healer in here to help if he does not get better."
"Everything will go well, with how the boy is reacting however it may take a month," He drawled.
"I will give you as much time as you need. He needs to be healed and the only one who I think is qualified for that is you Severus…" The old man said to him and Severus only sneered in distaste.
"Headmaster, are you sure he is the only one?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"He is qualified enough to do so… Severus is a master in the mind arts and can help heal Harry's mind as well as any physical ailments. If there is something he is unfamiliar with I shall hope he comes to any of you for assistants," They nodded and took his words at face value before they all started to file out of the room.
"Lupin, Black… I want you to stay behind with me in case the boy reacts violently," Severus drawled, causing the two to pause and wait till the others had left, now happy that at least two others stayed in the room with Snape to watch the progressing's.
When the door closed Snape looked to Harry with a sigh, "You have the worst luck ever Orion."
Harry sighed and relaxed now as he got up and walked over to Sirius giving him a big hug. He need the familiar embrace of someone he was close too, to calm him down, "How long?" Harry asked and when silence met him he expanded on his question, "How long will I be here?"
Snape answered with a sigh, "He wants me to get you out of here as soon as possible, but in your current condition and the fact that you have more than enough suppressants on your person it will be rather difficult. I am unfamiliar with the ritual that Dumbledore has put on those cuffs or this room. It will be near impossible to get you out of here within the weeks to follow. I will have to report back to him about this. Even the wards around the Weasley home have been updated to rather powerful wards that the old fool placed himself. The only one I can think of who could possibly rip his wards apart is currently right before me… that and the Dark Lord himself… However with how many protections and protectors here it is possible he will need to plan for quite some time before he can come and get you himself and that is if Dumbledore doesn't plan to move you sometime soon."
Sirius hugged him tightly as Harry's hand shifted to his own stomach, "Will you tell him about the baby?"
"It would be foolish of me not too," Severus stated flatly.
"Good," He mumbled softly then looked up at Sirius, "Will you stay?"
"Yes, I will… I won't be leaving this room until you express otherwise," He smiled.
"There will be times you might have to leave the room Black… we cannot afford them to know you two are not exactly innocent in all of this," Severus said.
Sirius grimaced, "Then I will either be in here or as close by as I can be."
Severus seemed to take that well and nodded curtly, before waving his wand and pushing the bed that was in the room in the corner Harry had just vacated, since it was strategically the farthest place from the door. He told Harry to go a lay flat on the bed, it was hard to do so for him since he couldn't use magic to hide his wings anymore, but he managed even though it was slightly uncomfortable to him. Severus waved his wand over Harry and mumbled a few spells checking his and the fetuses health. Harry silently watched him as the man sighed.
"The child is healthy, since it is not that big yet and you are well within your first trimester but, closer to the end of it… in one more month the child will be heading into the second trimester… right now any major movement, right now should not bother it much," Snape said to him.
"Thanks Severus," The dark eyed male looked down at Harry with his lips slightly quirked at one end, giving him a rare smile Severus didn't usually give him often, "But I must inform you… He and I… um…" Harry had a hard time explaining this, but he pushed on after taking a deep breath, "We did it over the holidays so I just wanted you to know it's possible the child grows faster than normal babies. It's because of the dragon blood that runs in us both…" He trailed off looking to the three men whose eyes widened at what he said.
"You mean this child is only supposed to be a few weeks along and it is already showing signs of being farther then a normal human child should be?"
Harry nodded, "Yes, we didn't have much information to go by when we looked into it a long while back… heck we hadn't even planned on having a child yet, we thought there would be a significant sign of some sort that would tell us I was fertile or something… but I guess that's not the case," Harry placed a hand on his stomach, "I don't want it to know war… I don't want it to be without its parents like Tom and I were… and I never want him or her to ever know who Albus Dumbledore is…"
Severus seemed to visibly deflate at those words, though Remus and Sirius didn't see it, Harry did, "We will get you and it out of here… even if it gets me killed to do so."
Sirius and Remus looked surprised at that statement from the dark male. Harry walked away from the bed and over to Severus and hugged the man, though he seemed hesitant to do anything back he too eventually held Harry. He was gentle and careful, probably because of Harry's condition. Harry's thoughts wandered and he couldn't help but grimace as he back away from Severus. Looking down and away as his thoughts took in what he could possibly experience during the next coming weeks. To be honest he wasn't at all looking forward to the effects of being pregnant would be.
"I'm going to turn into a bloody blubbering mess aren't I?"
Severus smirked, "Most expecting mother's do, though there are the rare few that go without mood swings, morning sickness, swollen feet, etcetera…"
"I really hope I'm one of those rare few…then again…I'm a guy so I don't know what to expect," Sirius chuckled at that.
"Actually Harry, there are plenty of males in the wizarding world who can bear children, it's just not widely practiced, because of prejudices," Remus said to him, "And even they go through similar things woman do, sometimes though it is more intense for them then it is for woman."
Harry groaned, "Great… I hope I do not fall into the more intense category," He sighed as he sat back down on the bed before laying on it on his side, feeling rather tired and drain from the confrontation earlier.
"You feel tired?" Severus asked and Harry nodded before the man sighed, "They stressed you out to much… I seriously think the old fool was trying to do just that so the child would be harmed by your stress levels."
Harry growled, "If my child gets harmed while I'm here I swear I will rip the old goat's throat out."
Severus smirked, "I wouldn't even dream of stopping you if that happened."
Harry and the three men shared a big smile as their conversation tapered off to other things. When they had obviously been in there for too long someone came knocking at the door. Before they entered Harry was on the bed close to the wall curled up and growling, to pretend he was still upset, but in a more mild state then before. Mr. Weasley popped in and told the others it was dinner time and that they could come and eat. There was an Auror posted at door to make sure Harry would be fine for the time being and they could return to 'help' him later.
{A Shadowed Life}
The following days had showed Severus the alarming rate the child grew within Harry. He had been hoping that the Dark Lord would be able to get to the boy before the week was out. However, it looked as though Dumbledore had gotten someone to pull off a similar style of wards that Harry had created, though not as thoroughly made as Harry's had been, they were still rather dangerous if not ripped apart correctly. It would take longer time find a way to do so and so Harry was stuck there longer than any of them had intended.
To say the Dark Lord was pissed was an understatement with the constant burning of the mark on the potion master's arm. The old fool had been throwing him concerned looks that even Severus knew were fake, but the man did them anyways. The old fool made a constant appearance in Harry's quarters which, sent the rather moody young man into a stress filled fit. In which Severus, Sirius, or Remus had to calm him down from when the man was gone. Severus knew for sure now that the old fool was hoping against hope that stress would kill the child within Harry. The boy was trying remarkably well to hide most of his emotions when the man came, only to say the wrong thing to Harry and Harry would lose that controlled grip and teeter into stress all over again.
As the stages of pregnancy started to appear in Harry he found the boy subdued most days, but there were the more random days when Harry would become a bundle of nerves and emotions. There was on time Harry even tried to bite Sirius once. It was possibly his more creature side was showing through regardless of the cuffs put on him. They were instinctual emotions even dragons had to protect their brood. Most times Harry didn't know he was doing such things until the fit passed. He would quickly apologies afterwards which had all three men telling him it was to be expected and it wasn't his fault.
He expressed however that he was rather tired of being so caught off guard and captured by the old fool. Severus had to admit it though the male was rather entertaining to listen too. Remus at one point had to be removed from the room, mostly because his wolf started to see Harry as a she wolf heavy with pups, which needed protecting. He'd even gotten to the point where Sirius was forced to take Remus elsewhere leaving Harry with only Severus as his protector in case things went wrong. Severus had to admit though, he was always hesitant to leave Harry alone to update the Dark Lord on the situation. That was until one day Severus went to go to a meeting and came back to find the Weasley house empty of any occupants.
"Where the hell did they take you now?" Severus hissed under his breath.
He walked into the kitchen and found a letter on the table, they had moved their hide out to somewhere outside of Britain and would contact him shortly with a port key. Severus cursed and slammed his fist on the table top. The only place the man could think of was that they had possibly gone to France. He walked out of the house and apperated back to the Dark Lord's Manor and was surprised to see the Dark Lord descending the stairs. He swept down low in a bow.
"What is it Severus, we were about to make our move?" He hissed out and he flinched dreading being the bearer of bad news.
"I have urgent news My Lord, they have moved Orion and their new location is undisclosed to me until the send a port key. I fear if I do get in contact with them Dumbledore will force my hand to stay with them," He said lowly.
The mark on his arm burned with a deep seeded anger, "What!? He is without a protector isn't he? They refuse to let the mutt near him while he is heavy with my child." The mark burned with intensity that he had never felt before and winced under the pain, "There is a possibility he may be questioning your loyalties Severus… I don't care if you blow your cover, get him out of there." He paused before speaking again, "If they have moved out of the country it is probable that they have gone to France… find the Delacour's they will be able to help us. I expect to hear from them if possible," He sneered.
Severus bowed lowly, "Yes, My Lord, it shall be done."
He apperated from the room to his house to wait for the owl that would no doubt be coming to his home. During the time he was gone however many thing could have already been done to the other male. He just hoped he would be able to pull through it like he always did. Severus couldn't help but notice that everything they were working so hard for was slowly being revealed and in the center of it all Orion… no Harry Potter stood in the very center of it all. In a way He felt as though he was failing Lily all over again and this time he was also failing her son as his protector.
Next Chapter- Lost
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