Title: Children of Medusa
Author: Blackest Grim
Rating: M
Beta: Purki, I'll let you know when I put up the beta'ed version.
Summery: It all started when Harry's senses of hearing, sight, and smell increased, just before his sixth year ended. As he got to the Dursley, his last remaining 'family', he noticed slight changes in his appearance, then the fact that he was getting very fast, faster than a human is supposed to be. A week before his birthday he screams to no one, wanting to know what is happening to him, as if answering him a book falls out of nowhere and a voice is heard, he trusts this voice. The book holds all his questions' answers, and the voice, Lady Medusa herself helps him threw a wild ride that his life is going to become.
Warnings: SLASH- by now you should know me well enough to know what SLASH is, as I don't have a story without it in it, but if you are a first time reader I should hope you know what it is and like it if you continue reading. DE Harry, Slytherin Harry, Creature Harry, Dark but not evil Harry, manipulative Dumbledore, evil Ron, good Hermione. Veela Draco and Lucius.
Parings: LV (TMR) /HP
Spoilers: Books 1-4 , this is taking place in Harry's seventh year, but nothing from the 5th and 6th books did happened, except for the dementors and 'Toad Lady' in the 5th book, and the Order of the Phoenix; Harry also know the Prophecy.
Key:
"Talking"
'Thoughts'
Perstaletongue
Harry and Tom talking mentally
Lady Medusa
"Text"
A/n: Wow, 14, and in one night…..I was expecting that it take longer…thank you all for reviewing, I hope you continue to do so!
Chapter: It Starts
Harry stepped out of the compartment, leaving his ex-friends. He was going to finally meet Lucius as his best friend's mate and lover, not as the Death Eater who has tried to take his life on many occasions.
He and Lucius had also come to a truce, as Draco had explained to him about Harry's life and how much they got it wrong. This means that he knows about the Dursleys.
Taking his stuff, which he had shrunken to fit into his pockets, he stepped throw the barrier, Hedwig on his shoulder. After looking for a while he spotted Draco and Lucius standing next to a limo, he could tell they were restraining themselves from attacking each other in lust.
Harry and Draco's eyes connected and he turned his father's attention to him. Harry nodded to them, walking to them, "Hello Mr. Malfoy."
"Mr. Potter, its good to see you in good health, sorry I couldn't help you with you symptoms."
Harry smiled at him, "That's ok, I have a feeling that I find it out sooner or later, I'm hoping for sooner."
They were silent for a while before Harry sighed; he waved his hand, "For Slytherin's sake; kiss already! I put up a glimmer barrier."
Lucius and Draco seemed to attack each other, their targets, each other's mouths.
They were interrupted though, "BOY!"
The three wizards turned to see Vernon Dursley standing behind them; the veelas did their best not to growl at him, "Yes Uncle Vernon?"
He grabbed his arm, "Let's go, I don't want to be in the presence of people like you anymore than I have to!"
As he started to drag the ex-Gryffindor away Lucius could no longer hold back his growl, along with Draco who now had the very startled Hedwig on his shoulder, "Let him go muggle!"
Vernon froze, letting go his nephew.
Lucius appeared in front of him in seconds and he raised the muggle up by the front of his shirt, an amazing feet in it's self, "You ever hurt your nephew like that again you will find that jail for child abuse will not be that last of your problems Mr. Dursley."
The older Veela's words struck home as he dropped Vernon to the ground "Have a nice summer Harry; come on Draco."
Harry waved good bye to them and Hedwig, he turned back to his uncle, who was amazingly back in his car, "Come on boy, we don't have all day." His voice was strained, his eyes were looking back and forth, and Harry could kiss Lucius Malfoy at that second.
/Harry's room/
Groaning, Harry slowly made it to the world of the living. "Bloody sun."
Looking at the clock he was shocked, 8:35, usually his aunt had him up 4:45 as Uncle Vernon has work at 5:30 and Dudley went with him during the summer, and his aunt had finally gotten a job as a sectary at Vernon's drill company and had to be there at 6:00.
"Guess that means I have the house to myself…" sitting up he swung his legs over the side of the bed and made his way to the bathroom.
Not looking at the mirror he went strait to the shower, turning on the hot water first to get it going; then turning on the cold to make sure he didn't burn himself. When it was the right temp he stepped in and started to wash himself.
Grabbing some shampoo he went to wash his hair, he froze. Pulling his hand in front of his face he gaped at the black hair on it, the very long black hair that was still attached to his head. "Bloody Hell!"
Stepping out of the shower after he finished rinsing, he stood in front of the fogged up mirror, taking a towel he rubbed of the steam and stared at him self. Looking back at him he saw a person he did not recognize.
In the mirror is a very pale person that stood at a height of 6 foot with black hair that reached their ass. It was not the tanned 5'8" young man with short spiked hair that he was used to seeing, "What the hell in happening to me!"
You'll find out in time.
Harry jumped and slipped and fell on the slippery floor as the sudden voice in his head. "Who are you?"
There was no answer.
With a sigh he lifted him self from the floor to finish his shower, 'That's something that I'll have to mail the Malfoys about…'
/Park/
Harry sat in the swing; it is a week until his birthday. And things have gotten weirder; he is now having very graphic wet dreams. That's not the only thing; his speed has gotten very fast, faster that a human….and he has a snake like tail forming at the base of his spine.
He had sent these new symptoms in a letter to Draco, and yet they couldn't find anything on what he is changing into.
Harry stopped swinging, growling he stomped his foot, "What the hell is wrong with me!"
Nothing wrong is happening to you dear.
Harry nearly fell out of the swing, "You again! What do you want and who are you?"
I'll tell you after you are done reading this book. Out of nowhere a book fell on his head.
"Owe", he hissed.
Sorry, my aim seems to be improving though…read that, your questions will be answered, dear.
Harry knew he shouldn't be listening to voices that come out of no where, but they had offered an answer. He looked down at the book that had somehow landed in his lap. "A guide to the chosen Submissive" by: Salazar Slytherin.
Harry stared at it for a moment before opening it. Inside the cover page it read, in Perstaletongue as he noticed:
"Dear reader,
If you are reading this that means that you are a chosen submissive of the great goddess, Lady Medusa's children, the Emperor Basilisk. In this book will be all the answers you need.
Sincerely,
Salazar Slytherin"
Harry turned the page and after taking out a pen and a notepad he read.
/Two days later/
Harry stared down at his notes, it is six in the morning, and the Dursleys didn't dare bother him anymore, not with Lucius' threat.
He had found that he was indeed an Emperor Basilisk, a submissive like Salazar had noted in the front cover. With a mournful sigh he reread the section in his notes dedicated to his life mate.
"Every Emperor Basilisk has a mate, there is always a dominate mate, who is sworn to protect the other mate at all costs. There is a submissive, the one who bares the children. The dominate mate can be male or female; it is the same with the submissive mate. No matter the position in the relationship they will both be a Emperor Basilisk, this is why they are so rare, but, to keep the population going, if there are no other Emperor Basilisk for a mate, Lady Medusa herself will choose the mate, usually the submissive, and bestow upon that person with the blood of her children, no matter who their parents are.
The Dominate mate will not be able to find their mate; the submissive will have to do that. The submissive mate will start having dreams, very sexual dreams, about their mate a week before their 17th birthday, and not know the identity of their mate until the transformation is over, five weeks after their birthday. This is done so that the submissive will be prepared for the mate when they finally know them, when they finally know their mate they are already in love with them and will trust their life with them.
All this time the Dominate will know that their mate is being prepared to find them, they do not know the identity of their mate until they are told by said mate because the submissive will be very fertile for a week after their transformation is over. The dominate will never do anything to hurt their mate, and will never force themselves upon them, it just helps that the submissive mate trusts them, and will willingly give themselves away.
The dominate is always older, this way they have lived longer than their mate and will better be able to protect them."
Harry frowned; then continued on to the features, his changes making a hell of a lot more sense now:
"An Emperor Basilisk has factures that are a mix between a serpent and a human. They have snake like tails that come from the end of their spines, a very strong tail, able to snap a tree in half without really trying. They have fangs; they are the fangs of a snake, poisoned, long, thin, and very sharp. They also have poisoned claws. Their bodies are covered with a very thin, yet strong layer of silver scales that thins out into silky fur towards the genitals, face, palms, fronts and sides of neck, and breast. They have full heads of hair, the hair they had when they were human, if not a little different. From the base of the scull to the tip of their tail are very hard scales that protect the spine, this tends to be a very pleasurable area for the mates during sex."
He shivered at the last sentence, "Well, that sounds like a lot of fun…"
He laid his head down, thinking to him self, the next part of his notes, the magical abilities of his kind answered a question that Dumbledore had tried to answer in his second year; Harry forced down an angry hiss at the thought of the man and read his notes to calm himself down.
"Magical abilities:
1) Can talk to snakes, magical or not.
2) Have the ability to transform into a snake at will, a basilisk to be more specific. (This is the only why to tell an Emperor Basilisk before their transformation start, if they are not born to Emperor Basilisk parents, they are always snake animagus.)
3) They can speak mentally with their mates.
4) Natural mind readers.
5) Excel in dark arts.
6) Wandless magic is very easy for an Emperor Basilisk."
Harry checked of the ones that he had already achieved; one, two, four, five, and six.
Don't forget number three!
Harry didn't hear her. He put down his pen and looked at the last paragraph of his notes:
"The full transformation is three before the Emperor Basilisk's 17th birthday, and five after. It starts with the senses, and then it slowly changes the person's appearance, as well as their magic."
He put his notes away, 'Thirty-nine more days, they won't even recognize me at school.'
With some help from Lady Medusa, who he had found was the voice in his head, he got over the facts of what he was becoming, he did not like the facts at first, and this is why he had not slept for two days now. But then Meddy, as he had come to call Medusa, much to her amusement, reminded him that this way he would have someone who loved him for him, and not his title.
That had been what Harry needed to hear; he had smiled to himself, and stated that he would love that, very much.
You should sleep young one, I know that you want to tell your veela friend, but you are sleep deprived, and with the fact that it is less than a week from your 17th will not help the fact.
Harry sighed, something he seemed to be doing a lot and laying down his head the soft pillow he had conjured, he welcomed the dream of his dominate mate that was sure to come.
I just hope it all goes over good when they find out who their mate is…
/Malfoy manor/
Draco ran to his mate, Harry's letter in his hand, "Father, you need to read this!"
Lucius looked up from his book as Draco came bursting into the library, "Where is the fire?"
Draco, being into much of a shock did not catch the sarcasm, "Read this father, it's from Harry, he found out what he is!"
Lucius nearly ripped the letter out of his mate's hand. The letter read:
"Dear Draco and Lucius,
First how are you doing? Well I hope.
I have written to tell you that I finally know what I am, I am an Emperor Basilisk. An E.B. is a mix between a snake and a human; they are the descendents of Lady Medusa herself. Meddy, as I call her now, has been speaking to me lately; she is the one that gave me the book that I needed. All my symptoms make since now, my enhances senses and speed are from the snake blood in my body taking hold.
The dream I have been helping me get closer to my life mate, unlike veela we do not know by sent. At first only the submissive, me, knows through very vivid dreams, I will know the identity of my mate five weeks after my birthday when my transformation will be over.
I will have a totally different appearance by this time, hence the tail growing from my bum.
I want to think you for trying to help me, see you at school Draco.
Sincerely,
Harry
Ps- The book will appear along with my notes as soon as you finish reading this letter."
Draco raised an eyebrow, "That wasn't there-"
But Draco wasn't able to finish his statement as a book and a muggle note pad appeared out of thin air.
"Well," Lucius started, "Let's read."
TBC
A/n: Sorry it's going so fast, but I want to explain a little before it goes too far, but fear not, the action starts next chapter. It might take longer to update after this chapter, I'm going camping on Wednesday and won't have a computer that connects to the internet until Saturday….
R&R,
Grim