Between my job, college, my hand (WHICH IS BETTER)and home I have had less and less time to post. But even though the chapters may take a little longer I promise I won't stop till I'm done with the story.
Note: please remember Lucius took over Fudge's body that's why his character is written as Lucius/Fudge.
Harry Potter and Co. belongs to Rowling.
CHAPTER 25. Turning the tables…
Lucius/Fudge got up early in the morning and left for the Ministry before Mrs. Fudge a woman of no class accosted him/Fudge for money.
After thoroughly berating his secretary for not being at his desk he entered the office in which he(Lucius) had spent so much time advising the most incompetent Minister on everything from the color of his tie to bills concerning Wizarding magic. At fifteen minutes before nine he called Auror Moody. The Auror arrived half an hour later with a suspicious look on his face something which did not face Lucius/Fudge. He was used to Moody's distrustful attitude and quickly got down to business. As far as he knew Fudge had only had a handful of meetings with Moody so there wasn't much the Auror could compare his behavior to.
"Well Auror Moody do you have anything to report?"
"She's a tough witch aside from her testimony regarding Black's innocence she's said nothing else."
"So Black is innocent."
"It seems so Minister. I have written a report concerning the interrogation's findings up to now..." Moody handed Lucius/Fudge a legal looking parchment.
Lucius/Fudge opened the parchment and gave it a look over. "Well then the Ministry owes Lord Black an apology and the restitution of all his property." Moody simply nodded but had nothing to add. "Arrangements will be made by the Wizarding Council to take the necessary steps and restore his wealth and title. You said up to now…do you think you can get more out of her?"
"She's tough but with the right method I'm sure she could prove to be more cooperative." Moody whispered slowly.
"Indeed?" Had he heard right? Was the old Wizard suggesting torture! Served the bitch right! Moody was certainly his kind of Wizard.
"I trust your judgment Auror Moody." Lucius/Fudge said walking away with the parchment. "What of the Malfoy's?" He asked putting it away.
"I left two Aurors guarding the manor, just in case anybody tried a second attack. I was informed that Black apparated with young Malfoy while Lady Malfoy remained behind. We haven't received any call from Lady Malfoy…"
"LadyMalfoy and Black are fist cousins, I'm sure her son is safe." Black most likely took Draco to Severus, the Potions Master was the Godfather after all. Narcissa loved their son but the boy was old enough to start learning what being a lord entailed and someone as conniving as Severus was whom he needed, especially now that he/Lucius was dead.
"I will be attending Lord Malfoy's funeral if anything else should happens you can reach me there."
"Dumbledore sent an owl requesting information on our findings said you had agreed to it." the Auror respected Dumbledore's power but he did not like the idea of sharing information even if it was with the Hero of the Wizarding World.
"I did but do what ever you think is right." Lucius/Fudge said walking the Auror to the door. "I have other engagements but I will be dropping by to see Lestrange. She's a key factor in getting to the Dark Lord.'
"We'll be moving her to Azkaban as soon as I get back."
"Azkaban? Then I won't keep you. Make sure you keep me informed."
"I will Minister." Moody was a little surprised by the Minister's response concerning Dumbledore's request. He had expected a firm yes but the Minister had side stepped the request and left it up to him up to make the decision. Well it wasn't the first time politicians did that, nothing he couldn't handle. If the Minister was too cowardly to do what needed to be done he wasn't.
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Lucius sat and unrolled the parchment once again. Well it was time for him to pay Black for saving his son and his wife from death and disgrace. He called his secretary and handed him the parchment asking him to make all the necessary arrangements for the restitution of Black's title and wealth. He was right in the middle of giving further instructions when the door flew open and a livid Rita Skeeter stomped in.
"You have some nerve!" Rita shouted ignoring Lucius/Fudge's secretary who moved to block her. "Don't touch me!" Rita ordered twisting away from the secretary.
"Ms. Skeeter the Minister is busy…he…" The secretary tried uselessly, the Minister had walked in an angry mood that morning and he did not want to get another earful because of her.
"Busy! Ha!" Rita spit out looking straight at Lucius/Fudge. Lucius/Fudge wondered what in the world Fudge had ever seen in her. She was such a common woman, no breeding whatsoever! "The information I have given you requires immediate attention I want it done by today. When she leaves come back so I can give you further instructions until then no interruptions." Lucius/Fudge ordered.
"Even if it's Mrs. Fudge?" the secretary asked fearfully. Lucius/Fudge did not answer but looked right through the secretary. The man had the good sense not to insist on an answer.
Lucius had never liked Rita. The woman had been useless to him when he was alive but would she be of any use to him now that he had taken over Fudge's body and life, something to think about.
Rita looked at the retreating secretary and then turned to see Fudge looking at her coldly. "Well Cornelius you certainly got him on a run." She said tracing her red lips with her tongue.
"And you are here, why?" Lucius asked ignoring her remark.
"You know why. Lucius Malfoy died, Black came back, Draco is missing, and if my sources are correct Bella Lestrange was captured last night and you did not have the decency to let me know." The reporter complained counting off her fingers.
"And you need to be informed why?" Lucius/Fudge asked trying to find a use for the Skeeter woman.
Rita could not believe her ears. How dare the bastard act like that! She was Rita Skeeter not some idiot reporter on his first story! "We have an agreement!"
"An agreement." Lucius/Fudge whispered coldly.
Rita sensed Lucius/Fudge's impatience with her and fidgeted nervously. Something was not right Cornelius was not being his regular whinny and idiotic self. Maybe she shouldn't have turned him away that last time. Oh well nothing she could not remedy. "Cornelius, don't be angry. I was foolish last time. You can forgive me… please… pretty please." She cooed unbuttoning her blouse slowly.
Lucius/Fudge leaned back he was not really attracted by Rita's blatant advances, she was not his type but if she was willing.
"Come on Cornelius! Let's play … you like games." Rita cooed again but the Minister did not respond. This threw her off, by the third button she usually had Fudge drooling at her feet. What was wrong? "You didn't take anything I said seriously, did you? I was joking! We're a team remember!" she said laughing in disbelief.
"A team?"
"Yes! Why are you being so stupid Cornelius?" Rita was near exploding she had dealt with the Minister's stupidity before but nothing compared to this! What was wrong with him! It was like someone else was standing before her!
Rita looked closely at Lucius/Fudge the Wizard was watching her, challenging her, smirking at her confusion. Fudge doesn't smirk. He doesn't know how to!
The Minister looked at her coldly his tongue going over his teeth impatiently waiting for her…waiting for what?Rita thought angrilyHis hands lay across the arm rests listlessly like he didn't have a care in the world…this was not Fudge! Fudge fidgeted and twisted his hands in front of her. Fudge forgave her anything! Fudge cowered before her! Oh sweet Merlin! "You're …not… Fudge." She managed to croak out.
"No I'm not." Lucius confessed clapping his hands mockingly.
"Oh sweet Merlin!" Ritas's hand flew to her mouth. "You killed Conerlius!" she screamed running for the door.
Lucius grabbed her as she made a run for it and slapped her once. Rita whimpered painfully but covered her mouth when she saw Lucius/Fudge raise his hand a second time. "I should kill you now." She shook her head frantically her eyes beginning for mercy. Lucius/Fudge hand went to Rita's hair and pulled her closer.
Rita put her hands before her trying to push Lucius/Fudge away while she pleaded, "DON'T PLEASE DON'T" She almost shouted terrified, "I can help you! I can!" she whispered at Fudge/Lucius's cold face.
"Really with what?" Fudge/Lucius asked pushing her away from him and the door.
"With anything! I swear can! I know people! I do!" Skeeter whispered wiping her tears away stepping back. She had been so sure of herself this morning what had happened. Where was Fudge?
"Fudge is gone and I don't think you can." Fudge/Lucius contradicted her removing his outer coat and placing it over his chair. Rita followed his slow precise movements; in the back of her mind the movement reminded her of someone.
"Trying to figure out who I am, aren't you?"
Rita eyes opened wider and shook her head. "You remind me o…o…of someone bu….bu…but I don't know who. Please don't kill me! Please!"
"What can you offer me?"
"I…I…can write for you." She said quickly. Lucius/Fudge snorted unimpressed and removed his wand from his sleeve. The reporter took another step back but knew she was trapped. The only one who knew she was here was the secretary and the maggot would not betray the Minister, not over her. She began sobbing silently as the Minister took a second step.
"Nothing else to offer?"
"I can spy…I CAN. I'M AN ANIMAGUS! NOBODY KNOWS!" She screamed her arms pleading before her.
"Not registered?" Lucius/Fudge stopped momentarily that explained how the little tart got exclusive information.
"Cornelius let me get away with it!"
"That could prove useful…" Lucius/Fudge murmured to himself. Rita wiped her eyes and waited wondering if she could out run him.
"If you run I'll kill you." Lucius threatened picking up on her thoughts.
Rita squeaked and shook her head frenetically. "I won't….I won't. If you let me live I will help you with anything! Wizard's oath!"
"A Wizard's oath! Now that's too tempting to pass up go ahead Ms. Skeeter."
Rita had been holding her breath and sighed in relief when she heard the Minister's acceptance before he changed his mind she began, "On my magic and blood I, Rita Skeeter pledge my magic and life to the service of…" she looked at himher eyes asking for a name.
"The essence before me." Lucius supplied.
"The essence before me, if I break the oath may evil befall my heirs and I." Lucius nodded very pleased. The oath was a good move…the woman would not betray him, he could have obliviated her but the magic needed for such a spells was traced within the Ministry, he could not take the chance of alerting anyone inside. The only Wizards who could perform such spells without leaving a trace were Dumbledore and the Dark Lord.
"Good. Now how about you show me how grateful you really are Ms. Skeeter." Lucius whispered threateningly. Rita breathed deeply trying to calm herself and managed to place her trembling lips on Lucius/Fudge's smirking ones. With a wave of his wand the Wizard removed the silencing ward from his office. "Fudge and I, do have something in common, we like games and we are going to play one right now, it's called how quiet can we be? It goes like this, if my secretary comes in to investigate what's going on I kill you. If he doesn't then you live and I allow you to help me." Lucius /Fudge explained apparating a leather strap on his desk.
"Are you listening Ms. Skeeter?" Lucius/Fudge asked.
Rita nodded slowly, her eyes fixed on the strap. She had been so sure of herself and of her power over Fudge that morning.
"Good let's begin!" Lucius/Fudge said reaching for the strap.
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An hour later a much subdued Rita stiffly walked out of the Minister's office without a word. Her new Lord as he had ordered her to call him had given her very specific tasks and time was of essence.
The secretary ignored her exit and waited a couple of minutes before knocking and entering the Minister's office.
"Did you get everything done?" Lucius asked as he finished buttoning his vest and then put his coat back on.
"Yes Minister, the Council will meet today at 4pm. Your presence is expected."
"Very good. I have other things for you to do while I'm gone."
"Yes Minister." the secretary answered ignoring the small drops of blood and leather strap on the desk. He knew that Rita and the Minister were having an affair how could he not, he was in charge of making substantial deposits from the Minister's account to hers. He hated the woman he had suffered one too many times because of her acid tongue. She was the worst kind of tart and the secretary was glad she had finally been put in her place.
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Sirius and the Prince finally got up and moved to dress. It was almost ten and both had things to do. The Prince had to speak to Severus regarding Harry's training. Before the oath Severus had accepted the need for the Prince to teach his bonded but with the King and Queen's arrival things had changed. Now he'd be lucky if his son allowed him to sit in the same room with Harry, let alone train him.
Sirius paced in silence his mind occupied on how not to lose his title and wealth. How to keep them? How to keep them? He had Narcissa and he knew she was an important piece of the puzzle but he could still not work things out.
"Precious you're pacing again." The Prince commented as Sirius walked back and forth.
"What?"
"You're pacing."
"What? Oh yeah, I'm thinking."
"Anything I can help you with?" the Prince asked.
"I don't think so." Sirius said off handedly wondering how in the world he was going to make this work.
"You don't trust me." The Prince was not offended but he expected a little loyalty from his mate.
"You told your son you had come to help and then we find out that your King and Queen allowed you to come."
"I was almost ready to come when they found out about my plans and sent for me."
"Yeah right!"
"That is what happened." The Prince wondered why in the world he cared whether Sirius believed him or not.
"You expect me to believe that you had no ulterior motives when you came to help Snape and Harry."
"My original motives where to help my son, after I met with my King and Queen I was given certain instructions and then allowed to come."
"Allowed? You mean to tell me that if they had told you not to come you would've ignored your own son's request for help."
"My son hates me. I intended to come on my own at first but I am the leader of my clan, a clan that has pledged it's loyalty to the King and Queen. If they had ordered me not to come I would have …"
"Ignored the call." Sirius finished in disgust.
"Yes… Just like Severus and Harry I also have to think about the survival of my race."
"How can you compare?"
"Easily. They fight for the Wizarding World and we fight for the Vampires. Tell me my love, how many Dark Wizarsd have there been?" The Prince asked. Sirius knew the Prince was right but he could not bring himself to admit it so he looked away. "Exactly, too many. Now can you tell me how many Dark Vampires there have been?" Sirius fidgeted but did not answer. "Exactly one, Vlad the Impaler and I'm not sure he qualifies as one Vlad is considered a hero by many European Vampires." Alessander finished.
"ALL RIGHT YOU HAVE A POINT." Sirius accepted that some of what Alessander said had merit but at the same time he could not completely trust his Sire, not yet anyway. The Vampire's loyalty was with his clan and that made him dangerous. "I have a question why does Snape hate you so much."
Alessander sat quietly for a few minutes he had never really admitted why his son despised him it had happened such a long time ago. "My first wife did not die of natural causes. I killed her and he saw me." The Prince confessed.
Sirius was stunned, "But you loved her. You told me so."
"I DID AND SO DID SHE." The Prince stood and walked around the room remembering his wife's death.
"What happened?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because I do!"
"So you can throw it in my face!"
"No! I… it's just that I don't get you. You sound honest but at the same time I don't know. You are famous for deceiving in case you didn't know."
"Yes I am, aren't it?" The Prince shrugged nonchalantly.
"So what happened?" Sirius wanted to know, it was important somehow.
"I left on Severus's twelve birthday. I had made the decision to fulfill my legacy…I thought my son was old enough to handle things. I had been the same age when my Father had joined the Vampires…"
"What happened to him?"
"My father?" Sirius nodded. "He died in the first Wizarding War got caught by some Vampire hunters. Well that's what they were called back then today they are known as Aurors." Alessander added bitterly. "Anyway when I left I told my wife that I'd be back in a year to check up on her and Severus. She had not wanted me to leave. She hated Vampires and everything they stood for. She considered them evil and tried to convince me to stay but I didn't listen. I returned a year later and found she had poisoned Severus against me. Severus and I were never close so it was easy for her to do it. Anyway my son hated me. We fought over it and …"
"… and you killed her."
"No it was more complicated than that. She tricked me…she knew that I expected Severus to take his place among the clan once his time came but she wouldn't have it. She was prejudiced against vampires and she did not want her son tainted by what she called "cursed Blood" so on my last night at the Manor she told me she would accept the legacy. I loved her enough to believe in her sincerity and..." Alessander trailed off looking out the window and then continued, "Severus would be taken care of just like before no one would know about her being a Vampire until Severus came of age."
"And?" Sirius prompted.
"… and it was all a lie. She took poison; her blood was dead when I drank from her…I didn't know until it was almost too late. I managed to survive but there was nothing I could do for her…she bled to death before the poison killed her off. Severus walked in and saw the whole thing."
"Did you explain it to him?"
"I did but he doesn't believe me…and I'm done trying to explain myself. I have my responsibilities and I will not apologize for my actions least of all to my son!" The Prince said exasperatedly.
"You love your son?"
"Of course I do." The Prince was running out of patience and moved away infuriated by the question. "If you don't believe me look at what I did to you."
"Yeah and all I did was name calling. Makes me wonder what you got in store for Dumbledore!" Sirius smirked.
"There's a time and place for everyone Sirius." Sirius nodded in response and sat quietly thinking what his Sire had told him. "Do you still love her?"
"So many questions My Love"
"We're both homicidal blood sucking vampires with too many issues so stop the My Love bit and just answer the question"
Alessander laughed until he was breathless, "Sometimes I think I still do. Most of the time I hate her." Sirius arched an eyebrow in surprise.
"I'm not a saint Sirius. She meant to kill me, to keep me from my son but instead she died and accomplished more than if I had died. If she weren't dead I'd kill her…I might feel badly about it later, but I don't think I'd let her live. Severus is as much mine as he was hers. She had no right to take him from me."
Sirius thought things over, the bastard was not at all what he had expected and that made him uncomfortable. It was easy to screw a complete git but the Prince wasn't one, well not completely. Sirius shook his head in wonderment and began talking.
The Prince sat remembering his son's reproach and did not pick up on Sirius words immediately. "…I don't have anyone to take my place as heir of the Black name I need to secure my line, I have Narcissa she's a first cousin but I can't figure out how I can use her to my advantage. The Ministry will never let me keep the title and…." Sirius continued oblivious to his Sire's shocked expression. His mate was finally letting him in. Alessander hadn't been happy in a long, long, long time and it took him a while to realize that the alien feeling inside him was just that "happiness".
They talked for a while longer and then made their way to the parlor where the Weasley's were to be received. Neither said anything about what had happened but it was obvious that something had changed.
It was on their way to the parlor that both Vampires were witness to flashes of green energy that resonated from the castle walls and then disappeared.
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Harry woke up feeling his blood boiling inside; he opened his eyes and shut them when the room started spinning. Wrapping his hands around his body he whispered his mate's name as a spasm shook him painfully.
Severus not so much heard Harry's whisper but was shaken from his sleep by a painful burning sensation. He opened his eyes dazedly and found Harry trying hard not to scream out as another wave of magic coursed through his veins.
Severus felt a sensation similar to the crucius spell and quickly raised his shields to keep the effect to a minimum. Harry wasn't as lucky, thetraining he had had so far was minimal and the control he had acquired was dependent on his bond to Severus.
Severus acted quickly and took Harry in his arms. "Can you hear me?" he asked shaking the youth. Harry did not answer but nodded feebly as he doubled over in pain. Merlin what's happening? I'm on fire. Severus sat in alarm could this be it? He checked the scar but it wasn't bleeding and he could not pick up any trace of the Dark Lord's presence in the Harry's mind this could only mean that Harry was finally coming into his magic.
Harry's head was thumping fiercely, his whole body was covered in a feverish sweat, he felt the warmth receding slightly and sighed in relief only to suck in his breath as a wave of furnace like heat made him arch in pain. Through his pain Harry felt Severus holding him and focused on the knowledge that he wasn't alone and that the Potions Master would help him.
"Harry it's your magic, I know it hurts but you'll survive. I'm here I'll help you. I promise. The closer you get the more painful it gets but the pain won't last I promise." Harry could hear him talking; his mate was trying to comfort him to help him. Wanting to see Severus he concentrated and opened his eyes.
Severus was relieved to see Harry open his eyes, "Keep your eyes open."
"Don't go..." Harry asked trying to keep his eyes open at all cost.
"I won't. The process shouldn't take long. It's very uncomfortable and all I can do for now is to help you block some of the pain. You are a strong Wizard so after you come into your magic you will begin to absorb the magic around you, the stronger the Wizard the more magic he'll want to absorb, my job is to ground you so you don't over do it. Too much magic can kill even the strongest Wizards." Severus said concentrating on blocking the fire like sensations that were overwhelming Harry.
"A furnace." The youth managed to choke out before he felt a volcano erupt through out his body his magic surged closer Severus felt it and braced himself, it was almost there.
Harry's magic came in a wave that shattered and shook anything and everything in the castle but it only lasted a few minutes. Severus held onto his bonded using his control to shield him as best he could and managed to take the edge of the magic as it entered Harry's body. Harry screamed painfully digging his nails on Severus arms the Potions Master wished he could do something else but his practical self told him to save his strength for later. Harry would definitely need grounding and as his mate Severus was the only one who could do it.
Minutes later Harry lay completely exhausted his damp hair clinging to his face. He had finally come into his magic. He looked up wanting to thank Severus for his help but was too tired to say anything and laid his head on Severus shoulder and fell asleep in seconds. The Potions Master felt Harry cling to him and wrapped his arms around him tightly. He felt drained; he could hear Harry's breathing and braced himself for what was coming. He knew what to expect but he could not help but feel nervous at the task before him. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Harry's hands there were small green sparks coming from them. Harry stirred and inched his body even closer to the Potion Masters'.
Severus watched Harry's hands closely and soon realized that the sparks were not coming from but going to the youth. He looked around and noticed the walls covered by a hundreds of green strands moving towards his bonded. There was no way Harry could absorb that much magic, he had to stop it, he got up but a wave of dizziness came over him and he noticed the same kind of strands leaving his body. Harry was not just draining the Castle's magic but his too. Severus survival instinct kicked and he cast a shield on himself to cut Harry's pull on his magic. Breathing deeply the Potions Master moved from the bed to recover from Harry's drain before he set about grounding him.
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The Weasley's were ready when Dobby apparated to take them to meet with Severus and Harry.
When they arrived at the castle they were surprised to see the Prince, Sirius, Remus and the Vampires working frenetically to raise the wards. Dobby squeaked and apparated away immediately he knew exactly what was wrong; Master Harry was now a true Wizard.
"What happened?" Mr. Weasly asked.
"What does it look like the Wards have fallen." Myrtle screamed looking around the room frightened.
Remus looked at the ghost, "Myrtle go and guard the castle grounds, if you see anyone gets remotely close let us know."
"Ok Professor!" the ghost shouted and quickly floated away. As a ghost she was the only one that could get back in without any harm.
"Are you being attacked?" Bill asked though he was quick to notice that they were not.
"I don't think so Bill. There appears to have been a drain on the Castle's magic."
"A drain? But how? From who?" Sirius asked looking around his wand in hand.
"I don't know." Remus answered lifting one of the wards on the Castle by himself, a fact that did not go unnoticed by anyone in the room.
"I think I do." The Prince murmured walking away.
"Where are you going?" Sirius asked angrily. This was not the time to go off.
"I think my son n law has come into his magic." The Prince answered over his shoulder.
"Sweet Merlin!" Remus exclaimed feeling the Castle shake.
"Sirius go with the Prince. I'll stay here and work on the wards. Mr. Weasley if you, Bill and Charlie could help me." Remus set about working on the wards his owl completely forgotten.
"Yes, yes of course Professor." the three men answered drawing their own wands.
"Stay with them and help out!" The Prince barked at his Vampires who were making their way to the Parlor.
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Draco's room was shaking so badly that after falling to the floor twice he decided to remain there. He wondered if someone was attacking the place. If someone was, this was his chance to get out. The walls around him seemed to be dimming on and off. He stood carefully and waited by the door. When the walls dimmed its weakest Draco pulled on the door and ran out.
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The Prince and Sirius stood before Severus and Harry's chambers, the doors were pulsating with magic. The Vampires could see tiny strands of green light moving towards the door.
"What's that?"
"That is the castle's magic; it appears my greedy grandson is absorbing it." Came the reply from Lord Potter who for once looked worried.
"But why? How can this be?" Sirius looked at the double doors anxiously his Godson never seemed to get a break.
"Lord Snape hasn't grounded him. I am wondering what the hell he is waiting for?" the ghost spit out edgily.
"Are you sure Harry came into his magic?" Sirius asked rubbing his forehead.
"Completely I feel the magic going to him." The Ghost answered walking over.
"What can we do?" the Prince was worried this was a very dangerous time. Harry was vulnerable right now and his son, even more. Severus might be older than Harry but after today, his son's magic would be no match for his son n law's.
"Protect the Castle, it's practically defenseless right now." the ghost replied unwilling to move away until he knew the outcome.
"but -" Sirius protested.
"but nothing Black! Lord Snape is the only who can ground Harry and he has either decided not to do it or is having trouble doing it."
"Having trouble?"
"I get the feeling that Harry's magic is not cooperating with your son Prince."
"My poor, poor Masters!" Dobby cried into his hands.
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Severus dropped his shields and quickly entered Harry's mind, the Older Wizard felt Harry's magic swarming towards him and blocked it long enough to link himself to Harry and lent him the strength the youth needed to bring his greedy magic under control. Harry although unconscious could feel his magic feeding off anything and everything it found. He was trying to make it stop but like an unruly child with a weak parent his magic ignored him and continued unabashed. Severus stepped in and almost pulled out when he felt the kind of magic he was up against. He wrestled his doubts under control and felt Harry's sigh in relief as Severus' lent him the control and authority he needed. The battle lasted close to an hour but in the end Harry's magic began to slowly fold under the control of the young Wizard and Severus. When it was all over Severus came away knowing exactly what his bonded was capable of and how he could stop him if he ever had to.
Severus dropped to his knees in complete exhaustion. He rested his head against the bed unable to get up to save his life.
Harry lay breathing slowly and opened his eyes. He knew he should be feeling tired but he wasn't. He had done it; with Severus help he had done it. His magic was under control, it had not broken or consumed him but calmly rested inside him.
Harry turned his head and saw Severus fall to his knees, breathing deeply he stood up and went around the bed, knelt beside Severus and slowly helped him stand. Severus swayed but did not fall.
"Are you all right?" Severus asked worried about Harry, the magic his bonded carried inside him was enough to make him cringe.
"Yes thank you." Harry whispered helping Severus to a chair.
"Good… that went well." Severus smirked sarcastically, he felt like a pack of banshees had dragged him over a field of rocks.
Harry transformed Severus's chair into a two seater and sat next to the Potions Master waiting for him to recover. "Do you want a strengthening potion?" Severus nodded wordlessly.
"Dobby!" the little elf apparated with a look of relief that was almost comical.
"Masters are all right?" Dobby asked standing in front of them.
"Yes but get Severus a strengthening potion quickly."
"Yes Master Potter." The elf apparated away before Harry could correct his from of address.
A minute later the elf was back with the potion and Harry put it to Severus lips. "Tell everyone I came into my magic but that I'm all right. We'll be down in two hours, tell my Godfathers to look after the Weasleys."
"Yes Master Potter!" the elf bobbed his head up and down and disappeared. "HARRY" shouted the youth but the elf was gone before he could get the word out.
"Two hours?" Severus snorted turning his head to where Harry sat.
"I want you to lie down." Harry said calmly.
"I'm fine."
"Glad to hear it, but I still want you to lie down." Harry argued biting his lip, Severus looked fine but he wanted him to rest nevertheless.
"That's my line." Severus said dryly trying to get up.
Harry grabbed Severus by the arm. "Please don't."
"I'm fine!" Severus argued but did not get up.
Well if Severus wasn't going to lie down then he'd just have to make him. "Dormilus" Harry whispered and Severus head slumped to one side. Harry levitated the Potions Master and laid him on the bed carefully and then ran a simple diagnostic that showed no serious health condition besides exhaustion.
Harry knew there were worried people outside but he could not bring himself to move away from Severus, I said in two hours and two hours it'll be, Harry thought running his hand through his unruly hair.
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Remus, the Weasleys and the Vampire's were having a hard time keeping the wards up. It seemed that every time they managed to raise a few wards others would come crashing down. It was draining work that was proved more difficult with every spell. They looked at each other fearfully wondering how long it would be before all the wards came crashing down. Nevertheless they continued and minutes later were rewarded by a thunderous roar followed by a surge of green magic that raised the wards for them.
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"What happened?" the Prince asked. The magic strands had stopped flowing into the chamber and were now flowing from it at an awesome speed.
"Lord Snape did it. Harry's been grounded." Lord Potter replied walking away. The excitement had come and gone and Godson and castle had survived, the Old Lord could continue about his business.
"Good grief! I don't recall this much going on when I came into my magic." Sirius exclaimed in awe.
"I don't think any of us does." The Prince answered shaking his head. His mate was nodding his agreement when Dobby apparated.
"Lord Black, Master Potter wishes for you and the professor to take care of the Weasley's. Master Potter says he and Master Snape are all right. They will go down in two hours."
"Why not now?"
"Master Snape is tired, Master Harry wants him to rest."
"Very well please inform Professor Lupin." The Prince ordered. Dobby nodded and apparated away.
"I hope Harry's ok."
"I'm sure he is but the one I'm worried about is Severus. The magic he grounded easily doubles his…I hope he takes more than two hours." The Prince said as he and Sirius walked away.
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"My Master's are fine they come in two hours. Professor Lupin, you and Lord Black take care of the Weasley's. I go get Hagrid." The elf said apparating away.
The Vampires looked at each other and moved away to cover the castle as they had been doing since they had arrived. Lord Potter was a true Wizard now, they were half way there.
Draco saw the vampires coming out of the parlor and walked in like he owned the place. "WEASLEYS!"
"Draco!" Myrtle screamed furiously, Black had been number one in her black list but Draco was a close second.
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a couple of hours before the funeral...
After much disagreement Harry and Severus went to the parlor to greet their guests. And while Harry was the picture of good health Severus looked completely worn out. Harry couldn't help feeling more than a little guilty about it; a notion Severus had tried his best to disperse to the point of shouting.
Harry shook hands with the Weasleys oblivious to the discreet stares coming from Charlie and Bill. The young men could not believe the transformation! Harry was slightly taller and not as thin, he was still a little on the shy side but seemed much more at ease with everyone than the last time. Something that stuck everyone in the room as odd though was the Harry's stare; it seemed to carry a kind of incorruptibility and compassion not seen very often. The stare was almost wiped off his face when Draco who had been allowed by Sirius to remain opened his mouth.
"Well, well I finally get to see the bride!" the silence was deafening to all but Draco who smirked like only a Malfoy could.
"Shut up Draco or you'll be joining your father!" Sirius threatened dangerously.
"That's quite enough Mr. Malfoy, you're a guest here!" Remus added wondering what had gotten into Draco, they boy seemed to have a death wish.
Draco ignored Sirius but looked in disgust at Remus. "I see you allow Potter to keep his pet Godfather."
Harry took a step forward but Severus held him by the arm, "You apologize right now!"
Draco looked at his Godfather the Wizard looked practically dead. "Must say married life seems to suit you Potter, can't say the same thing about you dear Godfather can't keep up with him, be careful or he'll have you on all four!"
"That does it" Harry roared and tackled Draco, both youths went down over a table and landed on floor amid shattered cups and saucers.
"Way to go Harry! Beat the crap out of him!" Sirius shouted vengefully. Bill and Charlie had no love for the Malfoys and cheered Harry once before their father silenced them with a stare that could have melted the Antarctica.
"Sirius stop it!" Remus shouted at his friend. Harry managed to get a couple of punches in before Draco managed to pull him off and get on his feet.
"Let them fight! Big mouth had it coming!" Sirius protested wishing he were seventeen to beat the crap out of the snotty little brat.
"This is not the way!" Remus protested.
"You're one to talk Moony, didn't you dust a Vampire not too long ago!" Sirius reminded his friend.
Severus had had enough and signaled for his father to step in. The Prince stood up almost regretfully and pulled Draco away in a steel-like grip while Severus did the same thing with Harry.
"Stop it this instant both of you. Harry calm yourself. Draco you owe Mr. Lupin an apology, so get on with it."
"Whatever!" Draco murmured holding his nose.
"Draco! Apology! Now!" Severus thundered.
"To him?" Draco couldn't believe it was his Godfather actually asking him to apologize to a werewolf!
"To him or I'll break your nose again Malfoy!" Harry growled pulling away from Severus.
"Real brave aren't you Potter? Are you this brave when you're down on all f-!"
That was a far as he got! This time Severus was unable to hold Harry back, his bonded punched Draco in the face repeatedly. The youth crumbled to the floor in pain. Unfortunately for him it didn't stop there to everyone's stunned surprise Harry walked over and shouted, "Apologize you bastard!" Draco shook his head and refused. Harry smiled and would've kicked him if it hadn't been for Bill and Charlie who dragged him away.
"Harry! He's had enough!" Bill said holding Harry from one arm while Charlie took the other.
"LIKE HELL HE HAS. I'VE HAD IT WITH HIM!" Harry shouted trying to get free.
Remus knelt next to Draco and quickly spelled the blood away and began giving the youth medical attention while Severus, Sirius and Alessander looked on dully.
"Are any of you going to help?"
"Nope the little git had it coming!"
"Must say I agree with Sirius." the Prince murmured folding his hands on his lap.
"As much as I dislike these kinds of scenes he more than deserved what he got." Severus said quietly. Draco had always had a big mouth.
"He's your Godson!"
"And I will deal with him later. Aunt Myrtle!"
"Yes Severus!" The Ghost asked coming through the wall.
"Get one of the house elves to take him from here and watch him."
"You're leaving him in the care of a house elf!"
"I can't very well call a healer." Well actually he could but he was too angry with the boy to do it. Let him feel a little pain for a change.
"It's more than he deserves!" Myrtle said gruffly and floated through the wall minutes later two elves apparated the youth away with strict orders of keeping him locked up until the funeral.
Remus hated fighting and even though he had had to do it many times he still found the whole concept revolting. Moony on the other hand loved it and had relished Draco's pain.
"I thrust you can control yourself if the Weasleys let you go Harry."
Harry looked at Severus the anger he had felt towards Draco had evaporated, mutely he nodded and Bill and Charlie let him go. Mr. Weasley sighed in relief, Harry had sure changed.
"Well Blimey! Did I miss anything!" Hagrid bellowed from behind everyone.
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Harry sat next to Severus watching him closely without seeming to. Hagrid's booming entrance had been a welcomed change; it had saved Harry from having to make any excuses for his actions. He had never felt so ashamed he wondered how far he would have gotten if nobody had stopped him. The thought made him cringe with dread; he could have killed Draco.
Everyone sat around discussing Voldemort, the Ministry and how Harry fitted into everything. It was an overwhelming conversation that was rubbing on Harry nerves but he remained quiet until Mr. Weasley touched on his trip to the Ministry.
"So you did not hear everything?" Prince Alessander asked.
"No but enough to know that Dumbledore is hiding something that has to do with Harry and the Dark Lord."
Harry looked from Severus to the Prince. "You had mentioned something similar Sir."
"Yes…but like Mr. Weasley I don't know all the details, perhaps if we could get in we could find whatever it is that Dumbledore is hiding."
"Mr. Weasley do you think we could get in?"
"It's crawling with Aurors but I know a couple of passages that could take us close. The only problem is that even if one gets as far as the elevator you can't get out unless you are cleared by a spell that is warding the entrance. Dumbledore obliviated Fudge afterwards. I guess I would too. the man is a fool he was scared to death, kept babbling. Whatever is there has to do with someone's destruction, and only one person can carry it out. According to Dumbledore the Dark Lord doesn't know but would kill for the information, Harry is clueless and would run from the knowledge."
"Anything else?" Remus asked thinking hard.
"No that's it."
"Well Moony you're the book worm what do you think?" Sirius asked grabbing a glass of warm blood. Remus didn't say anything but bit his lip.
Charlie cleared his throat, "Do you think it's a prophecy of some sorts?"
"Sounds confusing enough to qualify as one." Remus murmured.
"The information I came across while at the Ministry was something similar, but it gave me to understand that Harry was the key to a battle."
"Who did you get the information from?"
"An Auror, I was hungry so he's dead now." Alessander explained wishing he hadn't killed the Auror.
Bill looked at the floor but said nothing Vampires always made him edgy and as open minded as he was the Prince had just informed them that he had killed someone because he had felt hungry.
"I received an owl from Lady Longbottom she sends her greetings and lends her support for anything we might need. She explains that there are others who share her views and will be contacting them for us."
The Wizards in the crowd went back and forth with suggestions and possible strategies to gain information and support.
"I have a question?" Harry asked softly.
"Yeah Harry?" Mr. Weasley prompted.
"From the information Mr. Weasley and the Prince have given us. It seems that I and Voldemort."
"I've asked you not to say his name." Severus murmured exasperatedly.
"It's just a name Severus." Severus snorted angrily and kept his peace.
"Your question Harry?" Remus prompted worriedly.
"Nevermind Sir. I'll sort it out." Harry murmured looking at his hands.
The Prince frowned; the boy was far too reserved for his own good. "Whatever it may be could be useful in the upcoming war."
"That's just it! Why war? Why battle? Why any of it?" Harry stood up impatiently when he saw the look of those in the room. "THIS IS SOMETHING THAT INVOLVES ME NOT THE WHOLE COUNTRY, AND CERTAINLY NOT ANY OF YOU."
"What are you talking about?" the Prince hoped the boy was not saying what he thought he was saying.
"It's not a war it's a homicidal maniac who wants to kill me because I survived a killing curse. There are no prophecies and there are no wars. He's after me not you, not any of you."
The Prince swore quietly, did the boy actaully want to go against Voldermort unaided!
Mr. Weasley heard the pain in Harry's voice and remembered the boy he had met at his house eating breakfast. "Harry, you're talking about a homicidal maniac but it's not that simple, Dark Lords don't hide in the shadows anymore, they walk among us."
"I don't -"
"Battle lines are being drawn Harry. There are those who support the Dark Lord, those who support Dumbledore in his battle against him, those who still support the Ministry whose corruption allows for things to go from bad to worse. And those who want things to change. Vampires and werewolves and any kind of magical folk who is not a Wizard is being cast aside after it has served it's purpose and why because they are of little use in Dumbledore's, Voldemort's, or the Ministry's world. This isn't just your fight Harry it's everyones, if we 're sitting here it's because have a common goal. Your Godfather went to Azkaban for thirteen years and Dumbledore didn't lift a finger to help him, I went there for a week on some anonymous tip, and look at this," Mr. Weasley pulling a folded up newspaper from his coat pocket Harry took it and read the headlines. "Head of Gryffindor Dead!" he quickly opened the paper and skimmed over the story.
"Professor McGonagall is dead!" Lupin exclaimed taking the paper from Harry. "It says she was beaten and bled to death, they suspect Vampires!"
"That's a lie! We kill to feed, anything other than that is only done with our King's permission and he did not order her death."
"Someone says otherwise."
Harry looked at Mr. Weasley and finally understood. It was war and he was in the middle of it!
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"So it's settled. Mr. Weasley you'll try to get more information on what the Ministry is hiding, Charlie you'll be going back to the Dragon colony and keep your ears open, Bill you'll stay to work with Hagrid as keeper of Harry's manors and I would also ask you to help him train in domino spells."
"Domino spells, how did you know?" How had Snape found out?
Domino spells were extremely complicated to perform they had nothing to do with how powerful one's magic was but the control one possessed, it had to be perfect. "I read it in your school records, I was your teacher remember?" Severus hoped Bill would say yes, Harry was very gifted but he needed to learn magic that relied on control.
"Oh. Sure I'd be more than happy to help Harry out Lord Snape."
"Good. Lord Augustus will be in charge of my estates while Harry and I are gone." The news of his and Harry's bonding time had come as something of a shock but no one said anything except ask when they would be back. Their return was scheduled to be in thirty days. "The Prince, Remus and Sirius will begin training Harry as soon as we get back." Severus announced leaving his father speechless. "Lord Gribaldi who is still at the Ministry has agreed to talk to the heads of some families interested in lending us their support."
Remus had listened without interruption but he had to speak before he lost his nerve "Severus I have to say something I've received an owl."
"You got mail!" Sirius exclaimed shocked.
"It's not unheard of you know." Remus replied edgily. "and…"
"Yes?" Severus prompted.
"They are asking me to go back." Sirius murmured in his hands.
"Who?" Harry didn't want his Godfather to leave.
"My clan."
"I thought your clan didn't like you?" Sirius couldn't believe it the clan hated Remus
"They didn't but their sentiment appears to have changed with the death of the Prince's guard."
"To think that all you needed to do was commit murder to be accepted." Sirius exclaimed smirking.
Remus simply shook his head in disbelief, his friend had not changed, death had only made him more caustic.
"FINE AND ALL BUT DO YOU THINK THAT'S THE ONLY REASON." the Prince asked cutting to the chase.
"No not really."
"Well spit it out Moony it's not like you're leaving us to get married or something."
"MERLIN!" Remus was holding his head in his hands. "That's exactly it!"
"What? Your kidding!" Sirius couldn't hold the laughter.
Harry eyed his Godfather impatienltly and then turned to Remus who sat dejectedly in front of him."You're getting married Sir."
"No, I'm not!... well at least I hope not. MERLIN HOW DO I SAY THIS?"
"EASY ENOUGH. SPILL IT MOONY. THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME!"
Bill, Charlie and Mr. Weasley could not contain their shocked expressions but managed to stay quiet.The Professor was uncomfortable enough as it was and with Sirius supplying every uncalled comment in the book they could only thank Merlin that Ron was not here.
"When... when I became a werewolf I was taken before the leader of the clan to which my maker belonged. All werewolves are promised to another member of the clan for procreation purposes. Unlike Vampires werewolves can have offspring and I was…"
Mr. Weasley could not bear the poor man's suffering and stepped in. "…paired of with someone."
"You're married Sir?" Harry could not believe it.
"No, not exactly. We never... I mean ever. We're something like engaged."
"But you became a werewolve ages ago!" Severus was shocked Lupin with pups... oh boy!
"I was not considered …" Remus begun unable to continue.
"Wolf enough?' Sirius added trying hard not to laugh.
"Sir, this is not the time." Harry admonished his Godfather. The Wizard had the good sense to look abashed.
Remus just looked at him and allowed the silver in his eyes to show.
"All right Moony don't get mad. I'm here for you."
"He's right…" Moony said running his hand over his face. "I hadn't killed anyone…sure I've dueled and gotten into fights but-"
"He always leaves his opponent alive." Finished Sirius.
"But I thought you couldn't control the wolf?" Harry asked confusedly.
"To prove myself I had to go into a fight in my human form with murder on my mind. If I changed later that didn't matter because I had basically already decided to kill someone."
"Oh." The Weasleys looked at each other and swallowed hard.
"So now they're asking you to come back and marry this who ever she is…who is she anyway?" Sirius was offended. How dare those fucking mutts after years of turning their backs on his friend and try to take him away, HOW DARE THEY? Moony was his friend, his brother.
"She's the clan leader's niece."
"Have you met her?" the Prince asked a plan coming into his head.
"Yes."
"And?" Sirius asked exasperated with Remus's monosybalic answers.
"She's pretty."
"Oh brother, that's' not what I meant. Do you see yourself married to her?"
"No. She's just as blood thirsty as the clan. She's better off with anyone else but me. We would never work."
"Well then don't worry Moony you've got Siri on your side and I'll take care of everything for you."
"What?" Severus was getting a bad feeling about Black's offer.
"Mr. Black sir I don't think it's that easy for the Professor here sir." Hagrid had stayed with werewolves a couple of times and he knew those creatures never took no for an answer. "The only way the Professor can get out of something like this is if he marries someone else and even then he'd still have to compensate the lady in question!"
"Thanks for letting me know Hagrid but I'm sure I can help Moony." Sirius confidence was not hurt by Hagrid's observation, it only made him more determined. "We're like brother's. Hell if I wanted to get technical about it you could even say we actually are, isn't that right Remus?"
Remus smirked remembering the blood pact they had made when they were in their first year at Hogwarts.
"When are you supposed to meet with the clan?" Severus asked.
"In a week."
"But it'll be full moon then." Charlie clarified.
"Exactly." Moony murmured embarrassed.
Harry did not understand at first but then it struck him, his Godfather and his intended would mate by the light of the fool moon.
"Ouch!" Sirius exclaimed.
"REALLY SIRI YOU'RE NO HELP!" Remus growled walking out of the room.
"What did I say?" Sirius said innocently.
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It was one fifteen and the Weasleys were gone, Bill would be meeting Hagrid at his place to discuss the Manors and their care later that day. And the Prince would fill Lord Gribaldiinon everything that had been decided.
Sirus was with the Prince and Remus had gone for a walk. Severus at Harry's request had placed a special ward on the Castle to alert him in case the besieged Godfather left. Harry could still not see his Godfather paired off with another werewolf. His Godfather was unique for a werewolf, he had never embraced the blood thirsty culture so common place in werewolves, the man was a wizard and a gentleman. He was a scholar. someone who read and loved teaching. He didn't deserve to be dragged away to a clan that had considered him unworthy because he would not kill."Stop it Harry, we'll help as much as we can." Severus admonished picking up on Harry's thoughts.
"Sorry it's just that-"
"He doesn't deserve it?" Severus finished.
"Exactly."
"We'll try I promise."
"Thank you Severus... You look tired." Haarry whispered the last part almost shyly.
"I'm well."
"I'm sure you are but you're still tired. I wish we could go to bed." Harry said leaning his head on Severus shoulder.
"Me too but we have two more things to do. Speak to Hagrid and go to the funeral. Well I have to go to the funeral you can stay if you want to."
"No I'll go." Harry was not going to let Severus out of his sight.
"What do you think he went to get?" One could expect anything from Hagrid.
"I don't know but he sure was excited about it!" Severus wondered if it had been safe to allow Hagrid to bring whatever it was that the giant had found to the castle.
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Seven broken windows, couple of singed rugs, and one injured Vampire later Sevrus knew he should've known better.
"I'm sorry Lord Snape, Harry, I really am I didn't think."
"Do you ever Hagrid?" Severus whispered angrily, Did the man have any common sense? Harry had just recovered from Dragon Burns! If it weren't for his bonded Severus would have hexxed him into Neverland! Stupid oaf!
"I'm sorry! Really I am!" Hagrid apologized, The Dragons had behaved so well at home. He didn't know what could have come over them.
"All right stop your apologies, besides the Dragons did you find anything else?" Severus rubbed his head in exasperation.
"Yes!" Hagrid shouted laying out the items he had found in the cave.
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Lord Potter was in the process of entering another endless tunnel when he felt a dizziness come over him. He closed his eyes to try and steady himself but the dizziness continued until he lost all consciousness.
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"What is it?" Severus asked preventing Harry from touching the items consisting of a large blue green stone, the small locked chest, and a very small red bag.
"I don't know Sir." Hagrid shrugged his shoulders.
"And you found this in the same cave the Dragons had their layer in?" Severus frowned feeling nervous about the items.
"You think maybe the dragons were there to guard the items?" Harry asked curoriously.
"I think so."
"The chest is covered with magical carvings... I dont' recognize all of them but the majority have to do with captivity. The red bag I will not open here but I'm almost sure it has a personal item. As for the jewel it's a blue stone that shines green at the center. Blue for power, green for life.
"Life encased in power." Harry interpreted.
"Life restricted by power." Severus corrected. "THIS IS DARK MAGIC. Someone went through alot of trouble to imprison someone or something. I think the items were placed in the cave first and the dragons second."
"WHY WOULD SOMEONE IMPRISON SOMEONE OR SOMETHING WHY NOT JUST YOU KNOW… KILL IT?" Harry asked getting a very bad feeling about the objects.
"Maybe they couldn't bring themselves to do it Harry."
"Do what Hagrid?"
"Kill it or him or whatever it is." Hagrid said drying his forehead with the biggest handkerchief Harry had ever seen.
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Hagrid had left. The items had been carefully put away by Severus, he would ask Lupin to look at them and see what he could find later. For now it was time to get ready for the funeral.
Severus had left Harry with Cecilia, the snake had eaten another poor elf and was getting an earful from Harry. He walked to see his Godson and found the youth sitting quietly on a chair next to the fireplace.
"You were most foolish Draco."
"Tell me something I don't know." Draco knew what was coming he had insulted his Godfather's bonded, and the wolf, both who were part of his Godfather's family and last but not least he had insulted his Godfather in front of everyone. He wasn't sorry he had done it but he was sorry he had done it so stupidly but something had happened to him when he had seen the Gryffindor walking in surrounded by his FAMILY. It had been too much! Harry had stood there with that fucking smile on his face while everyone including the Prince kissed his ass. Well he had put a stop to that, hadn't he? Draco's tongue was as serpent like as his father's and he had known exactly what to say, and he had said it. And now he was going to get punished for it and if he knew anything he knew it was going to hurt, Snape and his father were too much alike.
"Stand up."
Draco was ready and took his shirt off. Severus was emotionless through out the whole episode. He knew the punishment for Draco's insults merited ten lashes but he gave him twelve, he had to make a point the boy had not only insulted Harry and Lupin but him too, better the boy take him seriously now than he have to repeat the beating later.
Draco couldn't help but cry, it hurt too much. He hadn't gotten a beating this bad in two years and his father had stopped when his mother had stepped in.
"You will learn some hard lessons with me. I will endeavor to teach you everything you need to survive in this world. You are my Godson and ward so you will address me as Godfather only and my bonded as Lord Snape. You will treat everyone here with the courtesy they deserve as my guests. You are not expected to demean yourself in anyway but understand that any rude or lewd comment shames you and your name. Your father had an acid tongue but he would've never resorted to the spectacle you put on in the parlor. If he weren't dead he'd kill you himself. If it happens again you will not walk for a month. Your father did not sacrifice himself so you can end up a stupid foul mouthed spoiled git." Draco was slowly getting up and nodded in understanding. "You will live here or any place that I reside in. You will have a Snape elf to serve you, her name is Kessy. You will receive potions to prevent infection but no potions for the pain, not for two days. Be ready in five minutes your father's funeral is at two o'clock sharp." With that Severus left and walked to meet Harry in the parlor, he had never struck a child before and he did not want to do it again. He hoped Draco learnt his lesson.
Draco stood unsteadily, "Kessy!"
"Yes Master Draco."
"My clothes." Draco had learnt his lesson, for now.
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The funeral was a dignified affair. Lucius would've been proud and indeed he was. In Fudge's body he stood close to Narcissa and noticed with great pride how the heads of the most important families came to pay their respects.
His son behaved himself impeccably. The only thing he couldn't figure out was the werewolf's presence. Black must have brought him. Well who cares everyone else is here including Harry Potter Snape and the Prince; the vampire had even brought his entourage, all of them dressed in formal robes. Lucius couldn't help but feel smug as he looked at his/Fudge's hands, they needed a manicure.
Narcissa was as cold and distant as ever but that's why he had married her. She was the embodiment of a pure blood, she had a name, wealth, and breeding. He could not have chosen a better candidate to bear his heir. He wondered briefly who Black would marry her to, not that he really cared. She had served her purpose.
Lucius looked over to the side and there trying to look as inconspicuous as possible was a very uncharacteristically respectful looking Skeeter covering the event.
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Lupin wondered what in the world he was doing? He certainly didn't belong here. Draco hated him, had called him Harry's pet but Sirius had dragged him here and fool that he was he had allowed him to do so.
He stood around looking at the people they were mostly lords from houses he had only heard off. They belonged to another world and he was not part of it. He wished for the hundredth time he had stayed at the Castle.
His eyes strayed to Draco the boy looked pale but stood straight he could smell blood and could only guess that Severus must have punished him for his disrespect. As a werewolf Remus had been on the end of a whip too many times to not feel sorry for the boy but he knew that his sympathy would never be welcomed by someone like Draco. The youth's mother was the picture of dignity and class, she was pretty … no not pretty, the woman was beautiful. He curiously wondered who Sirius would marry her off to; he hoped his friend would choose someone who appreciated her beauty.
Narcissa was so tired; she had never felt so close to breaking down. She wanted to cry, to rant, to scream, to stomp her foot like a spoiled child but she couldn't. Lucius deserved more than that. Breathing slowly she looked straight ahead and said all the right things and behaved impeccably.
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It was over and Narcissa sat quietly. Her son had stayed the longest, they had exchanged some words of comfort but Lucius had been very explicit over Draco's future. If anything befell him, Draco was to go with his Godfather, she could visit of course but Sirius would have to be consulted. Widowhood had sent her to a prison worse than the one she had had before she married.
The Minister had given Sirius the good news and his cousin was all smiles.They spoke for a good fifteen minutes before Lucius/Fudge received a message from the Ministry that forced him to leave. A lethargic looking Narcissa thanked him for attending and said good bye.
Sirius had had a long talk with the Prince and the fiend had given him a wonderful idea.
"Narcissa my title and wealth are to be restored tomorrow. As head of the Black Family I need a home. I want you to move to Grimmauld Place. I want you to clean up the place, fix it up.You're a woman of taste I'm sure you know how to go about it."
"I had hoped that you would allow me to reside here My Lord."
"No, that won't do. You're a Black again; this is not your home anymore. Lord Snape will make sure the Malfoy Mansion is kept up so there's no need to worry about the place."
"but-"
"No buts Narcissa."
Narcissa felt her lip tremble but nodded. "I will make the arrangements My Lord. Is there any style you prefer?"
"Style?"
"For Grimmauld Place."
"Oh! Nothing gaudy, sparse but elegant." Lupin hated clutter, Sirius thought.
Narcissa nodded again.
"Cheer up Narcissa you're young. You have a whole life a head of you. Besides you'll be married soon."
"MARRIED?" Narcissa almost choked on the word.
"Married. You're a pure blood, with breeding and beauty. It's what happens in our world."
"I didn't think-"
"Of course, you didn't. That's my job. You're my responsibility. You'll be happy. You'll try, won't you? Draco is young and will need guidance, I know he has Snape but I will allow you to see him…. so long as you remember your duties to the head of your household…that is."
Narcissa nodded remembering why she had always hated her cousin.
"Good I'll be leaving two guards in the manor they are here for your protection. I expect you at Grimmauld Place at ten in the morning. Pack everything and I mean everything. You won't be coming back here. You and your husband will reside at Grimmauld Place."
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"How did it go? The Prince asked sipping some blood.
"Well she didn't protest." Siri half sighed in relief. No she didn't protest, not that he'd let her.
"Did you tell her who it was?"
"Of course not. There's no reason for her to know, not yet anyway."
"He's gotta be married in less than six days. When are you gonna tell him?"
"After the fact."
"What do you mean? How is he going to get married if he doesn't know about it?"
"An imperius curse."
"Won't work. Werewolves are immune to that one."
"How do you know?"
"I KNOW OK." The Prince answered exasperatedly.
"Well then I don't know. Got any ideas?"
"Let me think…ah yes…he can't hold his liquor."
"How do you know he can't hold his liquor?"
"How do you think I got you alone so many times?"
"You got him drunk."
"One glass and he'd be drunk; two and he'd be out."
"You git! No wonder he was always taking naps."
"Siri if drink hadn't worked. I would have killed him and I actually like the Professor, so I'm glad all it took was a second glass of wine...You do realize he'll be royally pissed. The woman you can just oder around but wolves are different, once the Professor realizes what has taken place, there will be hell to pay!" Alessander coulnd't help but smile, who would have guessed it? Alessander the terror of Vampires was playing matchmaker to a werewolf!
"I know but I'm not going to have my friend rolling around with some mutt in the middle of the night! Expected to kill to keep up a front! Next to Harry he's kindest person I know. He deserves better! He deserves a manor and a beautiful cultured woman, Naricissa speaks five languages! He desrves this!... He...He just doesn't know it!" Sirius knew he was being a git to Narcissa but the truth of the matter was that Narcissa was a lucky girl she just didn't know it either.
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Draco was allowed to go to his room for a much needed rest. He lay wondering how things had gotten so twisted so soon. Weeks ago he had been the Prince of Slytherin but now he lay in his Godfather's home recovering from a whipping reserved for house elves, werewolves or Potter. Things were not fair.
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Myrtle had been looking for Lord Potter for hours but he was no where to be seen and it was making her nervous. He was very powerful for a ghost, he shouldn't be lost but everything pointed to the fact that he was gone. Myrtle nevertheless continued looking for the Ghost, she wouldn't quit until she found him.
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"Severus I…I …" Harry had wanted to touch Severus for hours and now that they were alone he could barely control himself.
"I want to too." Severus breathed softly into Harry's neck.
"I don't want to wait." Harry murmured pulling on Severus coat.
Severus didn't want to either...
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Well that's all for this chapter. I hope you enjoy it. Read and review…..
My hand is much better thanks to everyone for their good wishes.
Chapter 26. Bonding Time and Remus's Wedding… (chapter 26 will be MATURE with a capital "M", nothing obnoxius but definately MATURE. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED)