Hello lovely Readers,

Here's the next installment to A Shadowed Life!

Hey, everyone…I know it's been a while, but it's rather hard to get back into writing. I've lost two people in the last few months that I loved and cared for and I might lose another because of German doctors messing up procedures and almost killing my grandmother. Right now, I'm trying to get back into writing, but it's hard to, with where my mind has been. College term started up, and I welcome the distraction even if it takes my time away from writing for a bit. I promise to keep writing, but it won't come as often as it usually does. Also, I have downloaded Grammarly to my computer to help me with grammar issues, a friend suggested it to me, but since I can't afford the premium it will only help with the less advanced grammar issues. Hope this helps. Thank you all, for your expressed concerns and well-beings, without further a due chapter thirty-one.

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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 Thirty-One- The Burning Ones

Dumbledore was furious, he'd lost his chance again to have the boy as his own. He knew now it was hopeless to gain the boys attention back into the light. Even with the help of his friends he'd been unable to sway the young male. Though, that could attribute with the fact that most of his friends were no longer light themselves. The young Weasley having been the only one he'd been able to keep a hold of. However, that seemed to be wavering now as well. He knew he would lose the young Weasley if he didn't act quickly to ensure his hold on the boy. It was why he had called the boy to his office and now he waited patiently for the young man to get to his office.

Dumbledore paused in his pacing as he heard a gentle knock on the door, which held hesitance in it, "Come in Mr. Weasley."

Ron opened the door slowly his visage holding the same hesitance, "Headmaster Dumbledore you asked for me?"

"Yes, yes, come... sit down I have much to discuss with you," He said and Ron made his way over and sat down.

"Lemon Drop?" He offered the young Weasley the calming draught laced candy.

Ron nodded and took one, sucking on it silently as he watched the Headmaster. He could tell the calming draught was working though there was still a weary reluctance in his body. He started to up his thought out speech on Harry's behavior.

"Mr. Weasley it seems I have a lot of explaining to do and very little information to give you. Harry it seems cannot be swayed from the path he has been taking. The dark seems to have a strong hold on him and from the information gathered he is completely brainwashed. The probability of him returning to our cause is rather slim, and it seems that many of both your former friends have not been forth coming of information they already held," He explained as he dove into Ron's mind to solidify certain places, strengthening them to stay within the light.

"I do not understand Headmaster," Ron said with horror written all over his features.

"Mrs. Granger, Mrs. Lovegood, Mr. Longbottom, and your twin brothers… have all been missing. Information has been brought to us that they have been siding with Harry and the very same people that wish to destroy us," He lied to him, "When we had them in the same room we kept Harry it is our belief he faked not talking to them, just because you were around. They knew of his decision and thus withheld information. After the attack on the town and our hideout where we kept him they have not been seen since. We can only assume that they have them, possibly either as hostage or guest… that we know not of, but do not be surprised that they have gone dark if they are indeed guests."

Ron nodded, believing the headmaster's every word, "Of course headmaster… what would you have me do?"

Dumbledore internally smirked with glee, "Starting tomorrow you and a select few people will be undergoing training."

Ron's eyes lit up, always the one to look forward to becoming a hero in people's eyes, which was why he'd always been jealous of Harry, "Really? The same as what Harry was going through?"

"Not quiet, but it will help none the less. You will be studying alongside a group of Auror's who will teach you and the select few all they know and we will move on from there. Hopefully, the Dark Lord will not act any time soon after getting Harry back. It is more than likely they will lay low, until his offspring has been born, which may be some time. Our informants claim it might be very well in a few more months though they cannot tell because of his creature heritage."

Ron nodded, "What of Harry?"

"As of this moment Mr. Weasley, Harry, should be counted as an enemy. If you or anyone for that matter… after your training that is… can bring him back alive, then do so. At the moment, however, it is more than likely he will not be brought back to us as he once was and will possibly die in battle against us."

Ron got a really sad look on his face and let his shoulders and head drop, "I understand headmaster…I hope I will be able to do what you ask of me… even if he is my best mate I can't stand to see him being used as he is and fighting for that psychopath."

"As do we all, Mr. Weasley, none of us like the thought of the Dark Lord using Young Harry… and so it is best to remove him anyway we can even if it means putting an end to his life for the greater good," He sighed softly as Ron nodded, believing what the Headmaster said was true.

"I will do my best Headmaster," Ron said with conviction and a hard set to his eyes.

Ron was dismissed and he left the room quickly to probably tell Seamus and Dean. The other two would be trained alongside him Dumbledore knew that much. He needed strong light children and since Harrys absence and Hermione's Distance Ron had become quite close to the three males. They also supported Ron's seemingly insatiable need to be the hero and Ron fed off that support. They were considered the new golden trio in the school since Evan's or Harry, as he came to know, appearance in the school.

Dumbledore sighed as he sat in his chair Fawkes was making some sounds over his shoulder and Dumbledore thought them to be of worry when, in fact, they were of indignation for the man's meddling. Dumbledore looked to him, "I know Fawkes this unsettles me too."

Dumbledore steeples, his fingers in thought as his eyes almost sightlessly stare at the wall across the room. He had strengthened Ron's mind to the point it would be hard for the boy to doubt anything. He was going to keep the boy on the track of the light. He'd lost two key players already and he also lost his weapon. If only he could have gotten into the younger males mind before those people showed up.

Such power they had and it made Dumbledore shudder to think someone as strong as he and Voldemort were out there. Their magic didn't feel like his did, it felt otherworldly and thick with ancient swells of magic. Magic no longer seen to this world, the question is though where did it come from? If had been gone for so long then where had it been hiding? There were now so many questions he had no answers too and one was how Harry was able to conceive when tests showed his body was not under a spell or potion. The child the boy carried would have to be integrated into his plans. He glanced over to Fawkes who was eyeing him silently. He just smiled at him before returning to his thoughts.

What's more was the reports on Voldemort's strength. The man was growing powerful and more lenient on his followers. It was hard to find anyone of them willing to go against the man and with the death of his most recently procured spy and Severus no longer in his grasp on his part that is. He found that there was no chance he'd get another any time soon, unless Voldemort messed up to cause people to turn from him now.

"You certainly make the impossible possible Harry," He sighed, "You have made the man more sane of mind and in thus doing so caused it to be harder to be rid of him."

The old man sighed and got up to go to his quarters for the night. Fawkes Silently watched him go and shook his head, 'You are messing with fire old man… and you shall die by it as well. For one does not push fates temptress very far before destiny consumes you with the very fire you play with.'

{A Shadowed Life}

The first thing Harry came to hearing was rumbling growl and the feeling of arms wrapped tightly, around his body. Harry blinked his sleepy eyes open and slitted emeralds went to the arms wrapped around him before following one arm up to Tom who was looking to one corner of the room. He didn't even look down at Harry as he kept growling so Harry looked over and saw three men standing there.

"There is no need for that young man," The taller of the three spoke.

Harry had to blink because he was sure he was seeing wrong. The man had long black hair with what looked to be a couple strands at the side braided and going to the back of his head. Around his forehead looked to be a circlet of some kind, shaped into what looked to be vines with leaves wrapped around his head to dangle a small jewel in the middle of his forehead. His skin was pale and looked to be as though it was almost glowing faintly. What stood out more, though, was the rather pointed ears extending away from his head slightly. Upon the bridge of his nose were some rimless glasses as he watched them.

He could tell he was not like him and Tom, there were no scales to show for it for one and no wings of any kind let alone a tale. This led Harry to believe, this could only be one creature, an elf, the very self-same race that had, long forsaken their realm. He could not see the other two well, shrouded in their cowls, but their eyes were slitted similar to his own, however slightly different. Harry could sense all of their magic and they were strong indeed. He snuggled closer to Tom his instincts at the stage they were, were seeking safety from his mate. Tom's grasp tightened a bit more as Harry buried his face into Tom's chest.

"We truly mean you no harm…neither of you," One of the other males said.

"I find this hard to believe when you tore down my home's wards just to get to us. From my intelligence network, you were after Harry… why?"

"That is the boy's name?" Tom nodded but corrected him to call him Orion and not Harry. Tom was the only one allowed to call him Harry now, "Very well it looks as though we have some explaining to do." The first male that spoke said softly.

He gestured to the other two and they stepped back before conjuring some chairs out of thin air for the three of them to sit on. This caused both Harry and Tom to blink in surprise at considering the spell used was not a transfiguration spell. They all sat down near the bed and Tom shifted Harry to the side furthest from them just in case. Harry didn't mind this since it was a show that Tom was protecting him and their child. It made him deliriously happy when Tom did stuff like that and considering their previous encounters he didn't at all blame him. He looked back over to the others in the room with his eyes slitted into a narrow slit. He didn't know why, but he really didn't at all feel threatened by them.

"First, we did not know that young Orion here had a mate, let alone another hybrid such as himself. We were alerted to the presence of a being her in this plane of existence. The group that aided in tracking you were also hybrids such as yourselves," The elf explained.

"Um sir can you give us your name…and how tell us how you came to know of my existence?" Harry asked hesitantly.

"I apologize, my name is Adan Rhovanian the two at my side are Velnor Shinthira and Calixus Magnus," the two introduced lowered their hoods and Harry blinked in surprise. They had large fluffy ears atop their heads and their eyes were slitted like that, of a cat's, both wore collars with matching symbols on them.

"We are brothers, the collars we wear represent the house we come from. We are hybrids between humans and were cats. The night is a full moon and unlike our brethren we do not fully change under the light of a full moon and we also retain our consciousness without use of a potion," Calixus explained.

"As for your question," The elf began again as the questioning looks had been answered, "We detected your presence when the orbs in our cathedral in Laveneas, went off with a bright glow, telling us that one of the guardian dragons had sensed the presence of descendent."

"Wait, I thought the dragon in my mind was that dragon. I had assumed he had died long ago?" Harry questioned.

"That is just a sliver of your ancestor… it guides and helps you when you need guidance or help. In short he is a part of you, attached to the blood of dragons that flows within you. He cannot control your movements and he cannot make you think something you do not want unless you want him too. The pact long forged many millennia ago prevents that from ever happening. He is just another conscience within your own, however under dire circumstances… say to protect you mentally or physically his mind can cover your own, but this usually only occurs when you, yourself cannot handle something."

"That explains why the dragon part of him took over when he was kidnaped after he'd been forced into his dragon form," Tom said softly.

"He was kidnapped before?"

Tom nodded, "The old fool Dumbledore kidnaped him when he was in a weakened state. Still being young as a dragon his dragon's blood was trying to catch up with his human blood and so he was forced into the form of a dragon hatchling. While he was under dragon blood wards he was beaten and tortured often in the name of being 'trained' which forced him into his dragon mind. I had to get the dragon part of him to allow me entrance to coax him back out after we'd rescued him the first time. I am glad this did not happen the second time, however, when he was taken from me after the Tri-wizard tournament came to an end."

The elf thought to himself before speaking, "That would do it… the human mind no matter how strong cannot stand prolonged bouts of torture, the mind eventually cracks or in worse cases shatters and they become a bumbling mess of words and feelings. The dragon part of him prevented that because his mind was the stronger of the two for this. If Orion had indeed held out for as long as he could the dragon's contract would enact to protect the descendent from any further harm."

"Does your Guardian Dragon know this happened?" Harry asked, wondering if he'd known.

"Actually… No, all they can sense is the presence of their descendants. They do not feel what they feel and they are unable to communicate with them unless they come in contact with one another. If you were to meet your Ancestor right now it is likely you both would be flooded with new knowledge of each other. What you currently possess is old blood information. The dragon soul within your own is but an old memory. Coming within touching distance would likely update that old blood information through the magic in which you both share," He looked to Tom, "Which brings me to you. Why we were not aware of your presence when none of the great Dragons had reported your existence."

Tom looked to Harry then back, "My existence was by pure accident. It was an unseen side effect in the ritual used to bring me back into my true form from the one I had been."

Adan looked at him with a puzzled expression, "You were not of a corporeal nature?"

Tom sighed irritation lining his features not liking being in the situation they were in. That and he was not too keen on being the supposed Dark Lord and having someone treat him not of his earned title, "No, I was…within another form. My original body had been destroyed and I was unable to obtain a body in which to stay in afterward. I had dabbled in rather dark magic that had torn my soul to pieces. If it were not for, Harry… I would probably be forever lost in my insanity."

"Soul magic? Why would you rip your soul apart, without it you cannot grow in strength, otherwise the body is nothing more than a vessel for untapped magic you would never be able to access," Adan said, with a sheet-white face.

"Yes, that was also something I had not thought of. I had only seen it as a means to get rid of my weak human emotions I had," Tom glanced back at Harry who had buried his face into his side and Tom sighed, "Once again Harry had shown me that I could not hope to gain anything without them."

Harry peeked up and him and the smiled slightly, "Who would have thought…a Dark Lord that could feel."

"Ha ha brat," Tom chuckled which only served to cause Harry to smirk.

Adan just watched them as the exchanged words, taking note how Harry and Tom reacted to one another, "Soul Mates."

Harry and Tom stopped and looked at him, "How did you…?"

Adan chuckled, "I have seen many soul mates brought together as you two are. So I see this was no mistake and it is possible fate and destiny planned it."

"You speak as though they exist as people…Fate and Destiny," Harry said with a questioning looking.

"That is because everyone… elves, hybrids, etc. Here actually do believe them to be deities. We may not see them but the balance of our world is run by them and magic. That and the keeper of time," He said to them, "Bit that is neither here nor there…now the explanation. We tore down your wards because we did not know, Orion, here was safe, or that there was more than one of you. It was to our surprise to find you with him upon reaching your home, but since we had already torn apart your wards it was only suitable to take you with us, to protect you both."

Tom looked irritated, "We do not need protecting."

Adan tilted his head to the side, "Quite the contrary… You do need protecting if Orion's continued abduction is anything to go by."

Tom growled, "It won't happen again, I swear you that."

The two males at Adan's side shivered as Harry watch Tom's magic lash out and wrap around them even Adan seemed to pale in the anger filling the room. They were quiet for a long time and Harry wrapped his arms around Tom to calm him down. Which, he took deep controlling breaths until he did so.

"You are a marvel both of you," Calixus said as he rested his head in his hand.

"Yes, they are," Velnor said, both male's tails swayed behind them.

Tom huffed before answering holding Harry close to him, "What do you mean by that?"

Calixus pointed at him and Tom's brow creased at the gesture, "You are rather powerful… Young Master Orion calls you a dark lord? More like Master of Dark Magic. You seep power out of you in waves, waves that make people of either dark or light caliber feel to your power. Normal witches and wizards cannot do this. This term lord is only a title you placed upon yourself to show status, however, it seems magic as ordained you the master of the dark arts in all its forms."

Velnor pointed to Harry, "Witch means since you are soul mates that Young Master Orion is your equivalent in that magic. The young Prince of Darkness. Shadows, become both of you and we can feel the very power that rolls off of both of you, though Orion's being the tamer of the two, obviously to keep you sane."

Bother blinked at them when Adan spoke up, "What they say is true, it has been a long time since we felt a power as strong as you two exude. The dragon your blood derives from is a dragon most of our kind calls the Gate Keeper. He is rarely ever seen and when he is it is usually when an heir surfaces. It takes us a while to prepare the journey between the realm we have chosen to seclude ourselves into the one you live in… however our journey here was a treacherous one. The balance is unstable in the world and our tombs foretold a time when we would have to return. You see when the gate Keeper came upon us we had been surprised by his presence since he only interacted with the shrine maidens in the cathedral. This time he chose to grace us with a message to all."

Calixus spoke up in a voice deep and mysterious, possibly to imitate the dragon who spoke to them, "The balance has shifted, thy blood hath been spilled, go forth to the realm from whence we came. To give the shadowed ones thine aid and to give succor to the ones denied thy birth right."

"We can only surmise that the blood spilled was the one that ran through his descendants veins. We have no known recordings of any other descendent, other than yourself, Orion. Your family is the only one that had not produced a half-breed child after the bonding of human and dragon blood. As such we did not think there would ever be a child from the bloodline," Adan sighed, "Seems we did not count on one such as you coming to be in the bloodline. Many had shown signs they held the dragon's blood, but that was through magic and nothing more."

Harry sighed and Tom chuckled, "You seem to have a knack from making the impossible possible."

"Yeah…I wish it would stop… would make my life a whole lot easier if you ask me," Harry grumbled.

"Oh hush…If that were to happen who would have saved me from my insanity?" Tom admonished causing Harry to blush and duck his head.

Adan chuckled, "Would you both like to meet the dragon who's blood runs through your veins?" Tom and Harry looked over at him and nodded, "Then it's settled, today, however, you must rest, we will be seeing him in the morning."

The three rose from their seats and left the room. Tom slightly relaxed, though not fully even after they knew they were long gone. He turned to Harry ad pulled him against him in a hug that was rather tight.

Harry chuckled and hugged him back, "Tom don't squeeze me to hard I might pop."

Tom snorted, "None sense," though he lessened his grip anyways, "how do you feel?"

"I'm okay, the song they used didn't hurt me or our brood," Harry nuzzled into Tom and sighed, "but go figure, right? We just got back together and were swept away by someone else."

"At least this time I got to come with," Tom said before kissing Harry's neck.

Harry giggled, "True… and they really don't seem all that bad."

"Still not taking any chances Harry… you need your sleep. Sleep and I'll watch over you," Tom said running his fingers through Harry's bangs.

Harry sighed, "Fine… but you got to sleep too. I'm not going to deprive you of that."

"I will be fine Harry, I can stay awake for days… you, on the other hand, are taking care of another within you. You need the sleep more then I," Tom said laying down with him, before using a spell that put out the light in the room casting darkness around them, except the light of the moon coming through the crack in the curtains over the window.

Harry sighed and dropped the argument knowing after being gone for so long he wouldn't be able to tell Tom to do otherwise as long as he was in his protective phase. Instead, Harry snuggled close and let the warmth of his mate seep into him and Tom's scent enveloped him to the point of slowly lulling him to sleep. The last thing he heard was Tom's dragon like purr as he slipped into the realm of dreams.

{A Shadowed Life}

True to his word Tom stayed awake while Harry slept soundly. He ran his fingers through Harry's hair, having been down since they'd gotten to Riddle Manor. He didn't like how much he was feeling helpless as of late and didn't like that his mate was always gone from his side. Stroking Harry's bangs away from his face, he knew well that he'd fallen in love with the boy. Even if at first he'd started off hating him and plotted to bind him to him through mating at first. He'd gotten to see a side of Harry very few ever saw, as well as other sides they would never see.

Most would say that he's gone soft, but with something to protect he's found he feels stronger than he ever has before. Yet what can that strength do to protect him if that old fool always got in their way of being close to one another? He tightened his grip on his mate unconsciously and loosened it when Harry shifted uncomfortably in his sleep. Tom sighed, 'Now look where we are,' He thought as he looked around, 'I couldn't even keep us safe in our own home and now we're amongst people who say they are friends… yet I have little to trust them on, even if the dragon side of me seems okay with it for the most part.'

He kissed Harry's forehead and watched him silently till the door creaked open and he growled lowly, his dragon side going into protective mode over his, heavy with child, mate. The person who came into the room was a woman and immediately he recognized her as one of their own kind. The dragon in him relaxed more then he thought it would this was probably because among dragons he felt safer.

"All is well, whedab ir," She said softly.

Unlike Harry and himself the scales adorning her skin where a pale cream color and she also had a small horn protruding from her forehead. Her wings were not feathers, but where the normal leathery type you would see on most dragons. Her tail was long and split at the end, unlike Harry's and his which had a spade at the end. Her eyes, on the other hand, had the same exact pupil shape.

"Excuse me?" Tom asked.

"I apologize I sometimes slip into the tongue of dragons. I am not used to my kind not knowing what the words mean. I will endeavor to try and keep to your native tongue," She said to him, "The words I uttered meant 'dark one'. As for who I am, my name is Selene," She gave a courteous bow.

"My name is T-Voldemort…my slumbering mates name is Orion," He introduced himself and Harry to her, "Why did you call me that?"

"I can sense the dark magic within you. It compels all who are tied to the dark to follow," She said as though it was obvious, "All here are compelled to follow you, you know. If not more so because of who, your mate is. Elvis have been known to be quite light, but in truth they wield light magic when they are technically neutral. However, because of the unbalance they have the compelling urge to side with the dark to restore that balance."

Tom looked puzzled, "Unbalance?"

She nodded, "Yes, I'm sure your mate knows about it…maybe you do too. The light has ruled for far too long and they damage magic every day. I hear that people in your realm are shunned for using the dark arts."

"Ahh, yes we are quite well informed on that matter… Even dark creatures are shunned and treated as mindless beasts. My motivation, to become a Dark Lord was part of that reasoning, but also because I felt I had too."

"You probably heard the calling…even though you could not place as to what it was you heard it and acted on it without much thought on it," She hummed, "Magic herself called for a champion to save the realm from impending doom. The current leader of light has taken things too far and magic is in danger as well as he magical children. We sensed the shift, but we had to wait… to wait for him."

Tom's eyebrows knit together, "Why Orion?"

At this point, Harry was awake, but he didn't let them know this as he girl spoke, "The chosen seers for told of a dragon child, born of the realm we once called home. When he is to be brought into his blood it would be during a time of great change. It spoke of betrayal, pain, loss of friendships, and the gaining of others. His heart once light would slowly turn to black and in time he would be lost to it and the only one who would keep him from his shadows was the one tied to his soul… We believe this came to pass when a week after his turning the seers spoke once more. They spoke of blood being bound to create the broken bond the light one had destroyed, to heal the soul of the dark one to save the dragon, child."

Tom tightened his hold on Harry, "That sounds rather specific."

"Our seers are not like yours. They see clearly and without any detail left out," she tilted her head, "As I am one of those seers."

Tom blinked, "You are?"

"Yes I may look young, but I am well over many moons old. I have seen many things that disturb me, but not nearly as many as the aged seers. Before you ask dark one… I was not a seer of the first sight. No, but I was a seer of the second, all though, the memory of the first was passed down to me."

"You share memories?" Tom asked tilting his head.

"Of course we do…you do not?"

Tom sighed, "No."

"That is unfortunate, I wonder when the magical ones lost that ability," she sighed.

"It is possible it had been banned along with many, other magic. Anyone who used any banned magic was stripped of their magic or thrown in a prison where they died if deemed too dangerous," Tom explained.

"Stripped of their magic? What a horrible thing to do to one, blessed by magic herself to be given such a gift. On cannot strip it when they themselves did not give it…they have hurt mother magic…they are damaging her and the land by doing so. Without the blessing to give magic to another the land grows withdrawn and the magic leaves…they are killing magic."

Tom didn't know what to say, but his thoughts raced within his mind, unlike Harry Tom couldn't see magic as Harry did, but he could feel it. It had always been a warm presence though it felt awfully weak. Harry shifted in his arms and Tom looked down to see deep emeralds looking up at him. Harry reached up and touched the side of his face.

'Your thoughts draw you far away… she is right, though… I see it every day where we live. Even during Christmas the magic looks weaker and weaker. It's slow, but it's happening… if nothings done then our world will die,' Harry thought to Tom.

Tom touched Harry's hand and sighed, 'What shall we do my little dragon? The progression we have made in the war has gotten better, we have infiltrated many sections of the ministry. Slowly ideals change with new reports slipped into each sector to show what they did was damaging rather than helping. I had planned the day you vanished to attack Hogwarts. It did not take place however, because you became my first priority.'

'I believe that would help…Hogwarts is dying too. Dumbledork smothers her ability to heal the land. It is why the forest cries out as it dies,' Tom's eyes widened at this, 'Yes, I hear it… at first I ignored it not knowing how to put it to words when I heard the cries of the land through magic.'

Tom sighed, 'You can hear magic?'

Harry shook his head, 'Not all the time…it's only when magic is at its strongest. I haven't heard it clearly only whispers, but I can see it. I can see what's happening without needing to hear it clearly.'

"This is a first," Selene spoke out as she watched them, "You two carry on a conversation through your minds."

They paused and looked at her, "Do you have a mate?" Harry asked and she nodded, "You cannot do the same?"

"No, none of us can unless…" she paused, "You are bound more deeply than any normal mate. Soul Guardians have this ability, however. The last known Soul Guardian was the Gate Keeper and his mate, but his mate died long ago due to an unfortunate accident that happened long ago. Most soul mates would die after their soul mate dies as well, but he is bound to the duties of magic to continue being the gate keeper and so Magic severed the bond to keep him in the planes of existence. Thus, he still lives."

"Hmm it is likely the blood Orion carries, is the cause of this, but I did do a lot of things beforehand..." He touched Harry's scar, "He still holds a part of me here with him."

Her eyes widened, "Soul magic? Why rip thy soul dark one? Is this what needed to be healed? It explains the prophecy."

"I thought you knew this?" Tom asked.

"We did know you were becoming whole, as from what we knew not. Only that he healed you and you saved him, many times afterwards," She explained, "The visions come to us in a specific full picture and details, however, anything that took place before the visions set date we know not of. We could only assume something was meddled with to have the vision changed."

"Wouldn't doubt it if the old fool had something to do with it," Tom growled.

"Old fool?" Selene tilted her head slightly.

"Dumbledore… you possibly know him as the light one," Harry explained.

"Ah… it is possible… but if he did mess with time then Khronos will surely find out. If he does then we can only hope this shift in time is to help adjust the timeline that was altered. However work must still be done, we have to save magic," Selene said.

"Who is Khronos?" Harry asked.

Tom replied, "He was known in mythology to be the keeper of time. In some tombs they explained him to be a guardian of sorts for timelines. He keeps balance and when it's disturbed he has to set it right again. Usually in some of the writings it talked about possible time line collapses, but much on the topic of time travel and meddling with time had been lost. It was pretty much thought that time travel was impossible which lead to time lines being untouched. If the old man did find a way then it can be the only explanation for the shift in a clear prophecy."

"Sounds like a tiring job when you have old fools messing with your job," Harry sighed tiredly.

Tom and Selene chuckled before saying the exact same thing, "Very much so."

This got Harry to laugh at Tom's annoyed look and Selene's baffled one until his stomach growled and then the two were laughing at him. Harry puffed his cheeks a bit and poked Tom's side who stopped immediately trying to stifle his body's reaction to jump to the poke. Tom gave Harry a look that only caused him to chuckle. It was during his small chuckle that he had a thought.

"What about time turners? Isn't that a form of traveling and meddling with time?"

"In a way yes it is, but your affecting small portions of time with regulated time turners. Time turns have restrictions, that won't allow the holder to go back to far… however if someone found a good enough spell with the usage of a time turner the possibility of them over ridding the restrictions is possible… that or getting a hold of the documents long lost to even us," Selene said, "If this man is as meddlesome as you claim him to be then it is possible he might have this documentation or at least some version of him did at one point."

Harry nodded before sighing, "To think… that he was the cause of so much in mine and Tom's life…"

Tom growled, "Well I refuse to allow him to be meddlesome with us any longer. He has to be stopped and I will rip apart the light he so desperately clings too."

"Speaking of which," Selene looked to Harry then to Tom, "It is about time for me to escort you, to your ancestor dragon, the Gate Keeper. Are you ready?"

Tom looked to Harry who nodded after swallowing thickly, "As ready as I'll ever be… I have to admit meeting the real thing instead of the remnant in my mindscape is rather daunting."

Selene smiled, "Don't be he is a rather gentle dragon. Time and his duties have taught him great patience and kindness to all creatures. You will be no exception I promise."

Harry took a breath and with Tom's help the got up off the bed, "Okay then…let's get going shall we?"

{A Shadowed Life}

It had taken them quite a while to get to the designated area for the meeting. Mostly because Harry had to stop for breaks often, he was suddenly hit with waves of fatigue that forced him to take a breather or too. On top of that Harry had a very short attention span when it came to his surroundings when they left the building they had been in. Many of the residents who knew who they were stopped and bowed slightly to both of them, and those who didn't but heard the call of the Dark Lords blood also followed suit, which was pretty much most of everyone else except the children or younger folk who could not feel magic yet or knew not of who they were.

The place they were almost resembled that of a giant floating island and in the center of that island was a giant tree that towered high like a skyscraper, yet much thicker then several of them. What caught Harry's eye more was the several mini islands that seemed to be attached to the tree by bridges. Each island seemed to very in style of houses and buildings. Some areas even were covered in many varieties of dragons he'd never seen before.

At the base of the tree was a large lake surrounded by what looked to be the main city, it was possible that they had a ranking system of some kind on where one lived. This would make the tree the place where the higher ranked or royalty lived. Just thinking about everything he's seen so far made Harry's head spin. He'd never thought he'd see anyone living together peacefully like this. There were many races here and it went to show that their world had lost touch with this sort of living.

"So where are we going?" He asked Selene.

She pointed upwards and Harry looked up but wasn't sure where she was pointing, "We will be going to the top of the tree, you can't see it, but there is a sanctuary up there. Only the more important dragons live there, your ancestor being one of the few. They have their special magics given to them by magic herself. Both Light and Shadow dragons, the Gate Keeper, The Dragon of Wishes, and on top of those dragons the Seers live there as well."

"Why?"

"People put them in high regard without the seers we would know nothing of the impending dooms that may occur. Many of the prophecies are self-fulfilling, however, though many are not, the seers hold counsel with the dragons and it is from there that we go through the steps of talking with the royal lines. They consist of many since it wasn't just Ancient Dragons and Elves that left. The Tree has many islands attached to it and each island holds every royal family, ranging from Elves to Were-creatures, to Dragons, to Shifters, to Wraths, to Avians, etc. There are many here the world has forgotten. But without their full support we could not act upon a single seers sight. It is why it took so long for us to come for you. Going through each royal clan takes time, in order to gather them together. Ah…" Selene bounced over to a floating round ball that resembled that of a bubble.

"These are Ellascian Bubbles, they are a form of communication. Basically you hold it, give it the name of an individual of your choosing. It plucks the memory of them from your mind and then it records your message you wish for them to receive. It's an effective means of messaging here in Aldar Tree. Depending on the urgency of the message depends on the speed in which the bubble will travel or how it travels. If it is of utter importance the bubble teleports to the person in question, if it is not but a friendly conversation it travels at a slow whimsical sort of pace. If it is a timed message you will often see it floating at a faster pace. Though, this has its ups and downs… because if there is a magical disturbance often the message is erased. On the day of the seeing and your appearance… a magical disturbance happened. It took longer to get the message out since we had to do it in person rather by bubble," She sighed.

"You don't use owls?"

"No, I'm afraid the use of owls came after we left. When, we lived among the ungifted and the gifted. Their mail was often given by horse back. Which, this process took days to get urgent material from point A to point B. It was later before we left that they invented mail by pigeons. However, we thought pigeons to be very useless for magical beings. The magic often confused the poor birds and they lost the parcels they often carried, we had no way to protect any creature that carried magically concealed parcels from the intensity of the magic. After it seems the gifted ones found a way, we would be more than happy to learn, of how they did it," Selene said with bright eyes.

Harry chuckled, "I haven't the foggiest idea who came up with it, but I'm sure Tom would know."

She tiled her head, "Tom?"

Tom sighed as he helped Harry sit down again after getting winded once more, "He meant me… but only he is ever allowed to call me by my given name."

"Oh, well… I doubt that will matter to the Guardian…er, Gate Keeper. He will call you by your birth name and he will know of it upon your arrival before him," she said to him.

Harry sighed, "This is taking forever… do we have to climb the tree?"

Selene's eyes widened, "No, no of course not. Within the base of the tree, there is a special platform that goes straight to the place we wish to go. However, if you wish to visit the other royal homes, then within the base of the tree are some arch ways. Each archway is of a certain color leading you to your desired place to go. Took make it easier on those who cannot remember what color goes where we have word engraved on the side of each arch, giving the designated area. It isn't straining on the body, and you barely realize you've been transported from one place to another. However, overly magically sensitive people have been known to come out of the transporters feeling rather dizzy or not standing right side up as they had gone through them."

"Well, that sounds like something I won't be doing for a little while at least," Harry sighed.

"Why?"

"He is really sensitive to magic," Tom stated, "To the point being in the presence of someone with large quantities of magic reserves often sends him into dizzy spells to the point of fainting or feeling ill."

Her eyes widened, "He's that sensitive? He mentioned he could hear magic though… now that I think of it the magic there is rather weak and no longer speaks above a hum anymore… or at least that is what one of our magic sensitives reported. He heard no sign of a magical voice within the magic in the land, yet young master Harry here has heard it… it would mean he far exceeds the normal magic sensitives barrier. It is possible he wasn't just chosen by magic to be a bearer of power, but born of magic itself through a magical being."

Tom gave her a puzzled look, "Do you mean to say he wasn't gifted with magic like most but born of it?"

"Yes, the informants said the cuffs they saw on Harry were suppressing his magic correct?"

"Yes," Tom asked listening intently.

"They had to use more than one cuff to suppress the magic in and around him. Even the magic you more than likely put on him. On to suppress his magic sensitivity, one to suppress the creature or in Harry's case dragon magic within him, one to suppress his true core, and one to negate all magic on his person. In doing so, this only strengthened his reserves, because without that magic it had nowhere to go but to build. Normally that would kill a person who is gifted, magic within a being has to go somewhere you can't completely dispel it or suppress it. That, on the other hand, does not apply to Harry," she said looking to him and back, "It's my guess that because he is a true descendent of the Gate Keeper… a dragon born from magic, herself. He is not bound by magic law as we are… well, I'm not sure about you since he shared his blood with you. It is more than likely you too are not bound by the same laws."

"What are the signs?" He asked.

"Well for one you aren't easily tired out, magic comes naturally and without the use of a wand, stave, or tomb. Hmm on top of that I would say your sensitivity to some aspects of magic are heightened, such as being able to sense magic and pin pointing just who that person's magic is with ease. However, I know from Intel there are few within the gifted that also bare the talent to sense magic or feeling it. Though, their talents don't go past the norm of just seeing people's auras. Usually magic guardians, lords, or seers have the ability to use magic at will or see magic more than most people. I know magic has deigned you the master of Shadows…or dark magic if you will. So even without Harry's blood in your veins you have probably already had this…however it has more than likely enhanced it," Selene said as she looked around for a way to make things easier on Harry in his current condition.

Tom hummed to himself as Harry leaned against him, looking at the small field of flowers at the water's edge, "Hey Tom?"

"Hmm?" he hummed absentmindedly.

"If what she says… is true… then what about our link? Could It be a product of that enhancement right? Because it is a combination of not just our souls, but blood as well… maybe even the compatibility of our magic as well…you know maybe like the whole mind, heart, body, and soul thing. Deigned, by magic herself to be together and if one was to die then so would the other," He sighed, "I often heard similar things growing up in the Dursley's home people who truly and utterly love each other would pass If the other had died before them not a short moment later. If that is true maybe it is a combination of things we did that caused this…what we have and what we are to be stronger, possibly in order to help a cause we knew nothing about until now."

Tom thought to himself for a moment, "It is likely…however, it is hard to comprehend much of what we learned thus far. A part of me wants to believe it is possible, yet another is constantly trying to solve the puzzle we have found ourselves in, with logical explanations that can give way to facts."

Harry quirked, a brow, "How's that going for you? Not hurting your self-thinking too much I hope."

Tom scowled at him and Harry pushed at his furrowed brow, "Stop, you'll get wrinkles."

Tom sighed, "This must be one of your mood swings…"

Harry tilted his head and blinked, "I have no idea."

Tom just sighed again and pulled Harry close before kissing the top of his head. It was at that moment Selene brought over what looked to be a very intimidating large lizard. It's scales made up a brownish hue that looked akin to red. The top part of the lizard looked to be heavily armored compared to the under belly of the creature. It's face looked to be set in a permanent snarl and looked to be glaring though Harry could tell by its magical signature it was far from it. It had large fangs and a spiked, spade like tail and upon its feet were rather large talon like claws, though akin to dragons at best.

Harry curled closer to Tom and Selene chuckled, "No need to fear. This is a Fire Drake, though similar to that of the Dragon Fire Drake, this one has no wings and its intelligence is rather, high. Fire Drakes are like what most would have akin to Horses, Unicorns, or Pegasi to your people. Fire Drakes are extremely docile creatures, this one's name is Kindle. She is very sweet and rather good with children, you'll not find a sweater Fire Drake then she. As for the Dragon Fire Drakes they aren't so docile and are rather temperamental, though they live in a facility away from the village. We only call upon them when we have need of them and they are content to be left alone. The only ones they allow near them are dragon hybrids such as us."

Harry pulled away from Tom only for Tom to hover close just in case, "She is rather intimidating, but it helps that I can sense she is of no threat. Her magic is soothing and calm, "He said as he placed a hand upon her forehead and she hummed softly in a purr like fashion making Harry giggle.

Kindle nuzzled his stomach gently and Selene laughed, "She is wishing you a healthy birth for your child."

At the same time, she said this she looked worried, "What's wrong?"

"Fire Drakes out of all others are highly sensitive to birth mothers. They can tell when hatching is close or birthing is close before anyone else takes notice. I fear you are closer then we foresaw… we must get you to the Aldar Tree and to the Gate Keeper in much swiftness. We do not know how long you will be able to keep this up," Harry nodded and was about to step away, but she shook her head, "Ride Kindle she will bare you to the Aldar Tree much faster."

Harry looked at the Drake as it lowered to its belly with ease, waiting for him to climb upon her. Harry bit his lip as Tom helped him to climb upon her back. Harry sat a little awkwardly up Kindle's back, but found it rather fondly reminded him of Buckbeak, but without the feathers and hooves… and snapping beak. Tom walked beside them, making sure Harry never fell off, always staying close and protective of him and his offspring.

Harry was surprised that the Drake could move so fast for something that looked like it dragged its belly. Harry's eyes grew wide with the intricate designs within the base of the tree and the archways Selene had described. The arches looked to be made up of living wood, as though the inside of the tree had shaped itself that way. However, the wood within the tree was pure white compared to the outside which represented a pale brown. They moved towards the plat form that was in the middle of the circle of archways.

"Now we must leave Kindle here, for she can go no further without expressed permission from the Elder Seer herself," Harry had help sliding down off Kindle's back and the Drake planted her head in the middle of his back when he almost fell over, steadying his stance.

He smiled and patted her head when he turned around to say good-bye for now to her, "Thank you Kindle… you were of much help... and my baby thanks you as well."

Kindle uttered a small sound that sounded akin to a coo of sorts before wandering over to what looked like a make shift stable of sorts. She laid upon the leafy greens that littered the floor of the area and hunkered down for a nap. Harry chuckled before Tom ushered him to the plat form. The initial ascent made Harry wobble a bit and Tom caught him, holding him close.

"Sorry wasn't expecting that," He chuckled nervously.

"It is to be expected you will lose balance often in your condition, so there is no need to feel sorry," Selene said.

"Sometimes I wonder if I'm fat," He groaned, "Pretty sure I'm not supposed to be this big."

Tom held him close as the platform rose, placing a hand on Harry's rather, large stomach, "It is odd that you're much bigger than we thought you would get."

Selene watched them silently as Tom smiled down at Harry's stomach before she spoke up, "It could be possible he's carrying twins."

Harry practically choked at the thought, "T-twins?"

She nodded, "Though, I've never seen anyone bear more than one dragon child… it's extremely rare. Most thought that it was impossible, because of the magical strength it would have to take to help develop both. Usually those who bared children had residual effects left behind telling that they may have started out with two, but the other absorbed the weaker one."

Tom stared down at Harry's stomach in wonder, "So you're telling me he could be bearing two children?"

"Yes…to be honest he's well past the limit of what one child should be within their birth mother," She said to him.

Tom's eyes didn't leave Harry's stomach as well as his hand which gently messaged the area of Harry's belly when a hand or foot struck against the side of Harry's belly that his hand was on. Harry leaned against Tom, lost in thought over the fact he could possibly be carrying twins. He placed a hand on top of Tom's and Tom's eyes slowly slid up to his.

"Tom… I don't want them to live like we are right now. I don't want them to be raised during a war… I don't want them to know who Albus Dumbledore is because surely that man would cause them harm and I don't want them to be without parents like we were…," Harry said softly with tears in his eyes.

Tom pulled him into his arms and held him against his chest. Allowing his young mate to cry into his chest, his very protective side coming out when Selene walked closer. He growled at her in warning, his crimson eyes glinting slightly and she stepped back giving them their space. Tom reluctantly looked back to Harry before placing his face in his hair and taking in his scent. He held Harry silently for a while even after the platform came to a halt and he sighed softly.

"I know your fears, Harry…" Tom sighed, "I promise I'll try with every ounce of my being to keep you and my offspring safe."

Harry's emotions did a one eighty at that moment, tears still trailed down his face, but sudden anger was filling his features, "Protect me and our children? How can you do any of that when you couldn't even do that before now?" He snarled and Tom just stared at him with bemusement and a slight hint of anger himself.

Severus had informed him of Harry's sudden mood swings at times and he had to be patient. He wanted to snap back, but even he knew that Harry's words spoke truth. No place was safe as long as Dumbledore yet lived. Tom watched once again as Harry's mood shifted and he looked down and away.

"Sorry…"

"No…don't be... a part of you believes it. Your hormones only bring it out more often," He pulled Harry close and mumbled softly to him, "Besides… you're right, as long as Dumbledore lives I won't be able to protect you or them effectively. That's why, I plan to destroy that man soon… no more waiting or skulking around in the shadows. He will pay for all he's done to you and many others we know not about… and for destroying magic slowly."

"Sounds like a promising Dark Guardian," A voice spoke up.

Harry and Tom both looked over and Tom prostrated himself in front of Harry, crimson eyes narrowed, "And you are?"

"Be still young dragon," The very male voice said.

It was an older male, white hair cropped short and slicked back. He wore a white goatee, however upon his head Were two large sets of ears and his tail was long and silver with a white tip at the end. Harry placed him as the classic muggle Kitsune, a human with fox like appendages. His eyes were a pure white color as they sightlessly watched them silently. He wore a robe that was white with silver lining to it.

Harry whipped his face of his tears and seemingly acted like he'd never even shed them, "Ummm may I ask who you are?"

"My name is Gilde, I am a high seer. One of few who live here," Gilde said to them, "No need to be tense Dark Guardian, you are most welcome here as is your young mate. No harm shall come to you here, this is sacred ground. Only the chosen can be here and here peace reigns."

"Hello… I'm Orion Black," Harry said to him and then gestured to Tom, "This is my mate…Voldemort."

Gilde Chuckled, "Such an odd name for a Dark Guardian."

Voldemort scowled but otherwise kept his mouth shut, mostly because if he wanted to gain their support, which judging by the way Selene talked, they sure would. Harry leaned up against him, feeling tired, but not voicing his thoughts about hi exhaustion. Carrying more than one child was exhausting. Tom wrapped his arm around him, silently giving him support when Harry spoke up.

"So…we came to see my Dragon Ancestor?" Harry said to the man.

"Ah yes, please follow me," He started to walk and Harry wondered how he could see where he was going.

Harry watched him the whole way to their destination barely paying attention to their surroundings. He noted in his head to look around more often when they returned to their sleeping area. Tom seemed to be just as much as curious as he was on how the older male could see where he was going. Selene trailing behind them silently, before Harry's curiosity got the better of him.

"Umm how are you…" He trailed off.

"How am I able to know where I'm going? That is quite easy your dragon," He chuckled, "I travel these halls quite often. I have memorized every step it takes to get from one place to another, and when my memory slips every now and again I use my other sense such as smell. Having a nose like a creature I'm able to pick up on my own scent and follow it. Though, those days I do find myself trying to find just what room I was looking for. We are lucky that today I do not have that issue."

Harry simply blinked a couple times not even sure to know how to reply to something like that. Selene chuckled behind them and Harry glanced over his shoulder to look at her. She waved slightly at him, probably to wave him off from paying attention to her chuckle.

"Here we are," Gilde said as he pushed to large doors open, with intricate gold patterns adorning the doors.

Harry stayed behind Tom as he entered the room first as a way of protecting him in case something jumped out at them. What greeted them was a rather large dragon exactly identical to the dragon that was in his mind scape. Silvery eyes looked down upon them from his resting place, what looked to be a nest of some kind suspended up high. He moved closer to them from his perch, his long body winding down around nearby pillar before resting just before them, almost like a snake would do. He raise up and looked down, before placing his snout before them.

~Greetings young one, I have been expecting you,~ The dragon said in a tone that was much softer than the one in his mind scape used.

"Hello, I'm sorry it took so long to get here," Harry said, shifting to get around Tom, who grabbed his hand to keep a hold on him a bit.

The dragon chuckled and Harry raised his hand hesitantly, before placing his palm against the rough scales of his nose.

The dragon hummed as it closed its eyes as Harry gasped at the strange tingling in his hand where it connected to its snout. Harry felt like his head suddenly became heavy, before it lightened. Tom, who still had a hold of his hand grunted, making harry realize where they were connected was tingling as well. When whatever it was that happened passed they heard a light growl coming from the dragon before them.

~That world… it is tainted, it is vile, and it is dying… The guardian of light has done horrible deeds and has tainted what has been blessed. It is time our kind, returns to save what little is left to save…I had felt the changes and the weakening of the magical core of this world. You memories fill me with great sadness for the world and you both. I am sorry we have not returned sooner,~ The dragon said nuzzling Harry.

"It's not your fault Ryu," Harry said letting go of Tom to lean against the dragon's nose, the best he could.

The dragon chuckled, ~Such an odd name you have given me in your mindscape. If it pleases you then I shall adopt the name for easier pronunciation, for you and your mate…who is also of my blood.~

The dragon pulled away gently as to not topple Harry over before looking over at Tom, his eyes taking him in when Harry spoke up, "It's my fault…I gave him my blood to help him."

The dragon chuckled, ~I know this little one, I have all your memories. When we came in contact, not only did the version of myself within your mind scape gain my most recent knowledge, but also I learned everything about you little Harry. You and your Tom and I must admit, I was skeptical on trusting a Dark Guardian who lost himself in the soul void, but your memories after his rebirth and change in personality…plus his own memories helped to keep my judgement as it is now. I believe he indeed will be a great Dark Guardian.~

Tom stepped in to speak, "You know everything then? All of our deepest secrets?"

Ryu nodded, ~Every little detail from the day you were born, to this very moment. Including the moments you both spent away from one another.~

Tom nodded more so to, himself, than anything else, "You will be coming back with us?"

~We shall all come back,~ Ryu purred, ~Your world needs magic in it again. It needs to rejuvenate and the best way at this point is to return all that is magic to your world once more, so it can feed of the discarded magic of our kind.~

Tom's face split into a wide smirk that showed the hint of darkness that lurked behind dark ruby red eyes, "Excellent… does this also mean a certain Light Lord will perish?"

Ryu growled, ~He will pay with his life for all the destruction he has caused.~

Tom started to laugh and Harry raised an eyebrow at him, "Finally! He will pay for all the trouble he's caused Harry."

"Don't forget yourself in that category… he ruined you too," Harry huffed.

"Not as much as he has you, my little dragon," Tom chuckled.

Ryu watched the two interact when suddenly Ryu lurched forward at the same time Harry gasped and collapsed. Tom, shocked hadn't even had time to properly grasp him, but kept a firm grip on his hand as Ryu supported most of his weight. Harry whimpered as Tom gently pulled him off of Ryu's snout. He sat down with Harry leaning heavily against him.

"Harry, are you okay?" Tom asked, noting he'd immediately started breaking out in a light sweat.

Harry whimpered, "No…T-Tom it hurts…it h-hurts so m-much."

Selene was over in a flash taking his wrist to check his pulse, "He's going into labor," her hand flited down to Harry's stomach and Tom growled, but she ignored it, "I'm certain of it, his muscles are contracting sporadically in time intervals. These babies are ready to come out, and I mean now."

She looked at Tom who was wide eyed and looking like he was struggling with himself to not scoop Harry up and hide him in some hovel somewhere away from everyone. He looked at Selene then Gilde and then finally Ryu. Who was staring at him silently, taking in how he was reacting to what was going on.

Tom took a deep breath and suppressed his urge, "What must we do?"

Selene gave a relieved sigh, "Well I would suggest taking him back to his room, but that is rather far away."

Ryu hummed, "Deliver them here, I give my blessing to do so. Please fetch the few people you will need to make the procedure go smoothly."

Selene nodded and she got up leaving Gilde with them, to keep tabs on how Harry was doing, since his ears where more than likely able to pick up if something went wrong. Harry wasn't taking it really well. His whole body had broken out in a thick sweat and he was panting harshly. His eyes were unfocused and wide with pain. He kept making whimpering noises in the back of his throat as he held onto Tom's hand. Tom could tell he was using every ounce of strength he had to squeeze his hand and he had to remind himself not to squeeze back, since it was only a reflex on Harry's part due to the pain he was enduring.

"It's okay Harry I'm here," Tom hushed, "Come, Harry, slow your breathing… yes, that's it just match my breaths… there you go. I know you're in a lot of pain, but I need you to slow your breathing so you don't pass out."

"T-Tom," He whimpered before growling, "I want them out…It's all, your fault!"

Tom smirked, "I know… you can hit me for it later."

A dark smirk spread over Harry's face, "Don't think I won't you bastard."

Tom mentally rolled his eyes, because he'd had a heads up that Harry would more than likely act this way. After much yelling and screaming from Harry as well as death threats and promises of violence from him, the chosen few they needed finally arrived and Tom at this point couldn't feel his hand anymore was ushered out of the room to allow the people to do their jobs. The doors closed and Tom was left to stare at the door with his anxiety in his entire being. He hoped that Harry and his children would be fine, that nothing bad would happen while he was outside the very door they were behind.

Next Chapter- Storm On The Horizon

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Well everyone that is it for this chapter. Looking forward to your R&R's. See you all soon!