I do not own Harry Potter or the Dark Hunter series...all though I kind of wish I did
Chapter 4
I believe we humans by nature, will lie to ourselves to protect our deepest feelings from harm...and that sometimes we need to literally get the shit kicked out of us for that reason. It is to make us realize that our feelings no matter how much they get hurt are what make us who we are and who we are destined to become...Alysia Storms
Sirius roared in anger and leaped for Archeron, who had delivered a nasty right hook across his best friend's face. A strong force throws him back hard against the walls of Dumbledore's office knocking the black haired man senseless. Remus and the others are backing away, as a huge influx of power emanates from not only the man in black, but from an equally angered James Potter.
Tackling the wizard, Archeron was delivering blows that were returned with equal fervor as Harry watched with his heart and mind in confusion. He doesn't understand why this is happening. It is Dumbledore and Savitar both, along with the wives of both men who realize it. For with a wave of his hand in mid battle, the god causes himself and James to both disappear.
"Where the hell did that man take James?!" Sirius yelled as he clutched his head. "And why the hell did he hit him!"
"To help him heal..." Dumbledore replied. "After all, I think you explained it to him when you told him of his denial in Harry's well being."
"As to where my husband took him. It is probably to our home in Kalistosis. It is where no one save Ash and those who need him him to survive live."
Growling in anger, the dark haired auror turns around on the other, needed to blow off some steam at the moment. Not only because he feels guilty at this, but because of the pained expression in Lily, and his best friend's son. The other woman holding both and offering comfort as best she could. Telling the flower over and over that what Ash was doing. Needed to be done. Looking at Savitar, the blonde man simply grins at him as he leans back in his chair...
"Don't even try it puppy... unless you want to become a permanent one." The smile is wide and fake, as Savitar's blue eyes show something else entirely. A power far too strong for any mortal or even immortal being... "Besides the fact, I think you have a godson to meet don't you?"
"I would take him seriously. Savitar doesn't threaten lightly." Tory whispered.
Somehow looking into the strange woman's eyes, Sirius understands and not only does he pale with the threat of becoming Padfoot for real. He finds himself looking into two pairs of green eyes, one mixed with nervousness and confusion. The other mixed with worry...and understanding...
"Please Sirius...do not get angry. I think I understand why he is doing this to James." Lily said softly. "He has not been the same since that night...he has felt guilty about it knowing Harry felt what he went through." The red headed woman stated quietly, barely above a whisper, clutchign the young teen who listens and looks to her and Tory with fear and need for comfort. "He has had trouble accepting Harry's return...as you well know. He desires to protect Harry so much...that he wants Archeron to take him back!"
Left to ponder things, no one notices as the bright eyed demoness skips over as she parts from Neville and his family, to check out this black haired man, who perked her interest in the mention of his relation to Harry. "Simi wants to know what a godfather is."
Startled by this, Lily approaches the demoness with a curious expression and an answer. Not willing to let go of Harry just yet, the youth finds himself leading the way for his newly reunited mother, as the purple skinned girl bounces to meet them halfway.
"A godfather is someone, who takes care of our children when we no longer can." Lily replied with a gentle smile. "Sirius was the one James asked when we found out I was pregnant with Harry."
"Oooohhhhhh! Simi wants to know then, if Harry and Neville are Simi's brothers, does Simi have one?" The demoness looked to Savitar with a curious expression. And for the first time, the powerful god among gods shrugs. "You would have to ask Ash and Tory about that Simi, I honestly have no clue. Especially since, you know your daddy is the only one I can't read."
Surprised at this, Dumbledore looks at Savitar as Simi blows him a raspberry in annoyance, who looks back at him. "Archeron all though he is much younger, for lack of any description is exactly like me Albus old friend. He has a lot of the same skills and power I do. But his past was not a good one. It was Simi, who kept him sane those first few thousand years of rejection and pain to keep him happy and from killing himself somehow. At the request of his mother, I took him and helped him to understand his powers. Only recently has he started to become the man he could been many years ago thanks to Tory here." Savitar replied quietly.
"May I ask...?"
"Love..." Tory smiled warmly. "I loved him Professor. I didn't care about his past or who he was like Simi did. I truly loved him for who he was. To me he is my husband."
"And my Akri!" Chirped the demoness child. "Simi adores her Akri, even though Simi don't like it when he tells her no."
Everyone looking to the Charonte demoness, with an amused look and questions in their eyes. The young inhuman girl squeaks a little bit in nervousness kicking in Tory and Lily's maternal instincts to protect her. Stepping in front of Simi, the Charonte demon girl is startled by this mortal woman's need. It is in that one moment, that Simi feels the warmth and caring emanating from Harry's mother.
"Don't even think about..."
"Simi likes you Harry's akra..."
"I like you to Simi." Lily responded equally with one of her own. Smiling happily, Simi hugged the woman, who returned it with all her heart. Harry, smiling at the acceptance Simi has received by his mother, looks at Neville as they share a look of joy. But it disappears quickly, as Archeron returns battered a little bit, carrying James over his shoulder.
"He's fine now..." Archeron replied tiredly and with the hint of a smile. "We have made a truce of sorts." The dark man replied as Remus helped him situate the sleeping man on the couch. His eyes turning to Lily's, the dark blackness of it meets her green and she hears the thoughts of his words in her head...
He is fine now Lily, he is suffering a mixture of emotional pain, regret and jealousy of me.
About to say something, Archeron shakes his head to her as they observe Harry approaching the older man on the couch, with a wary and confused expression on his face.
Just think it I will hear you...
"So everything is all right?"
As much I as I would like to say yes, it is not. The main problem James is angry about is that no matter how hard he tried to deny what my sisters predicted through this Trelawney woman. No one can not escape it, once it is set. I should know...I tried. The Fates once they speak it is set in stone, sooner or later they would have come for Harry or Neville. Nothing could have stopped it. He will fight Harry attempting to get close to him... Archeron said sadly.
"You refer to Fate as your sisters..."
It is a long story. But the Three fates are quite real and they are my sisters. They do not like me very much and would dearly love to kill me. They and their other companions would love to be rid of me, in fact save for Artemis. But it would release my mother. As long as I live she remains where she is. For with my death she would unless pure Chaos on this world. Many would die...
"So they torture those whom you would love." Lily thought back as a small sound of sadness escaping her lips, the others turn to Lily and Archeron in confusion. The latter of which whom nods his head slowly and with pain. Somehow they know something more is happening between the red head and the dark haired being... Savitar not saying anything and Dumbledore remaining quiet, the two look at one another in understanding.
"Is there anything..."
Tell the boy's godfather. Maybe he can help, there are things that although I taught him much and raised him alongside Simi. There are certain things that a real father can do that I can not...
"I understand...and Archeron."
Hmmm?
"Thank you..."
Giving a rare small smile, Archeron jumps as his pager starts going off. A little and yet very familiar groan escaping his lips, Simi looks about ready to kill.
"Simi says no Archeron! Simi don't want to go to BITCH GODDESS LADY! Simi wants to stay here with Grandpa and Harry and Neville and Alice-akra and Lily-akra..."
"Simi would you deny someone else being free of her if at all possible? Or deny someone else she turns into one of us what they need to know to survive?"
Shaking her head reluctantly, the others are startled by the acceptance of the Charonte demon who gives in with a pout, Confusion on their faces, Tory rapidly asks those within the room, if her boys had siblings. The two women look at one another and smile. Alice being able to only have one other child since Neville's disappearance, Neville was now primed and excited to meet his little brother Thomas who at the moment was staying at a friend's house nearby.
But due to complications concerning Harry's birth, Lily was unable to have any more children and the fact that despite her being not human. Simi was the type of girl both women would love to have as their own. Simi the latter after hearing that had declared her Akri make Lily all better to have another baby.
"Simi wants more brothers and sister Akri! You and Akra need to get busy! Til then fix! Simi wants more!"
Laughter filling the room it eases some of the tension as Tory turns bright red, with the ideas Ash is sending though her mind to fulfill Simi's desire. But also to speak with Lily, for although Ash and Tory could not do it. And Savitar could not without reason. There was someone who might be able to help...if she was asked.
Still as they were thinking Harry and Neville took the time to explain to the others about Artemis and her obsession with Archeron. And how it all stopped once he met Tory, his wife...
Understanding, they felt pity for the demon girl and wondered if she could stay with one of them, to allow Tory some time to beat the crap out of Artemis for calling them again. But they took it back when Harry and Neville both shook their heads. "Simi has a bond with Archeron, Father." Neville said tentatively to Frank. The man beaming with pride at Neville's acceptance, of who he was, looked puzzled for a moment.
"Why son?"
"Because Simi is bonded with Archeron." Harry responded as Neville said that he could explain it better. "Although she is able to exist a short time, without him or his presence beside her, for the length of time Artemis usually forces him into...when trying to get something out of him."
"Say no more I understand." Frank replied with a sound of pity for Simi, who was now fading and disappearing onto Archeron's arm. "A goddess is really like that?"
Neville and Harry nod their heads hard and fast, their reaction almost humorous to those watching them. In the meantime, as Alice looks at a nearby clock, she gestures to Frank who looks and nods his head. Approaching the two boys, Alice smiles and asks Neville one thing.
"Would you like to see your new home for a little while?"
Nodding his head, the youth hugs Harry as well as Ash, who hangs back a little bit longer. Smiling at Remus, who beams with pride at how Neville accepts him regardless of his wolfishness, the youth links arms with his real parents and watches as they demonstrate the floo. Minutes later all three were gone...
Standing up and giving thumbs up sign, Savitar offers a hand out to Remus. "Come on; let's get you some of your things packed. You can stay at my place, while I talk to Fury." Accepting the smiles and goodbyes, he waits as Remus says his goodbye for right now. Sirius almost back to normal now, smiles and hugs his best friend with all his might. "When you come back, you better be kicking ass Moony."
Groaning a little bit, at the enthusiasm his long time friend, Remus smiles and looks at Savitar nervously. The man raising his hand, the two vanish without a trace. Leaving Sirius and Dumbledore alone, with the Potter family; as well as Ash, Simi, and Tory who themselves vanish moments later to their meeting. Lily looking at Dumbledore with a pleading expression, the older man nods his head and disappears himself a moment later.
"Sirius...I need to talk to you." Lily said quietly. "Harry could you stay with your father for a moment?"
Nodding his head, the youth looks at the unconscious man with a quiet kind of wonder. He can't help but clutch something around his neck out of habit. A motion familiar to both Lily and Sirius as they watch...
"So much like James all ready..."
"Yes...this is why Sirius I must ask for your help..." Lily responded softly as she told her husband's best friend of Archeron's words. The auror wanting to say that the man had to be lying, but the part of him that was James's best friend understanding and knowing full well, that what the other mad had stated was quite true.
"I see...of course I will come by and visit as often as I can. Not just to get Harry to call me Uncle Sirius, but to get James to realize the chance he has before he loses it."
Smiling widely, the two return to Harry and a slumbering James. Madame Pompfrey having arrived by then, looks the man over, and states he was fit for travel by apparition as the floo would be too hard on his injuries.
Looking at Harry, with a kind smile, she had started to cluck over him, when she noticed his scar. Sirius and Lily both stopped her though, knowing full well, that the type of scar Harry had could not be removed by any ordinary means. Harry helping her situate James onto Sirius's back, the auror disappears first, to the Potter family home, only to be followed by a nervous Harry and Lily a moment later.
When they had emerged inside a hallway, Harry's eyes had widened in amazement at their surroundings. Simple and elegant, not to showy as he had seen on television, Harry liked the warm feeling and atmosphere this home exuded for him.
"Like it Harry?" Lily smiled gently as she started to show him around.
"Yes..."
Entering a living room, they watched as Sirius placed James on the couch. The other man sleeping fitfully as if in a nightmare, Harry can't help but reach out and clutch his hand within his own as he almost screams out that he was dead.
"Harry's dead...Harry's dead..."
Not really able to say anything the youth just glowed a bright red for a moment as he begins to chant. Suddenly, another figure appears, male and transparent to a degree. Lily and Sirius watch as the hazy figure nods his head in response.
When it disappears, James is sleeping more soundly a few moments later.
"What did you do Harry?" Lily questioned with a gentle smile.
"Ask a Skoti for aide..." The youth replied quietly. "Methuselah was the closest one to where we are at the moment. He has gone to the others to ask for one, who can take the time to help dad with his nightmares. Skotis are actually quite busy."
"What is a Skoti?" Sirius asked. His confusion evident, but the fact that nothing twitched at his instincts the older man knew everything was all right.
"A creation of the gods, most have no emotions or anything save what they feel in dreams. Within the dream, though because they can feel emotion then, they are able to help to advise and push the dreamer in a direction that is able to heal them when they are awake."
Before anything else, was said, the same image appeared although hazy accompanied by another. This time more feminine, the woman looks at the figure and places a part of her misty hand at James's temple. Nodding her head as she whispers something to the one Harry called Methuselah. The woman vanished into a light blue smoke and merged with the sleeping figure.
The male figure vanishes a moment later...
Harry stands up and beckons his mother and godfather to follow him. Turning out the light as he goes, the two look at Harry with questions...
"Adrea has agreed to take him under her wing. She will do what she can while he sleeps to help him get rid of the nightmares." The youth replies with a tone of heaviness. It was one that Lily wishes with all her heart wasn't in his voice. Looking pleadingly at Sirius, the auror gives a smile as he wraps an arm around the teenage boy's neck and affectionately nuzzles him with a hand in his messy hair.
"Come on kiddo! Why don't you come with your Uncle Sirius and the two of us see about finding your room? You can tell me all about yourself while your mother and Trinny get dinner ready."
"Who's Trinny?"
Startled at the sudden loud pop, the youth finds a small person standing in front of him. With large eyes and ears, he notices the smile and happy warmth emanating from the person wearing a simple cloth of white tied above its shoulders.
"Did the young Master call Trinny?"
Before he could say something Lily, chuckles a little bit in a mixture of amusement and annoyance... "Trinny how many times do I have to tell you, you don't have to call any of us Master. You are free to do whatever you want..."
Looking a little sheepish, the small creature turns to look at the red headed woman. "Trinny knows Miss Lily, Trinny knows for you and Mister James and Mister Sirius. But young Master has to tell her that to, or our magic tells us to call him Master."
"It's Harry..." The teenager responded. "Call me Harry and what are you if you don't mind me asking?"
"I'm a house elf! I take care of things for the family Potter, Mister Harry!" The little elf replies happily. "If you want anything just call out Trinny's name and Trinny come help." Beaming a little bit, the small being turns to his mother, with questions about dinner, the elder woman smiling softly at her son with approval of his treatment of the small elf, the young man feels himself blushing in need.
"You coming or what Harry..."
Nodding his head as he hurries towards Sirius, the now 14 going on 15 year old Harry follows the dark haired man. The two looking through the rooms, their two other conscious companions jump a minute later at a loud and irritated yell.
"WHAT! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT QUIDDITCH IS?"
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In the Land of Dreams and Nightmares...
Adrea walked around the sad colorful landscape and cries out in pain. Not many humans of any strength or power have the ability to dream in color. Only those who were special could do so and this man, that her associate had asked her to look in on, was indeed a rare find for the Skoti female.
Already despite the pain radiating from the dream around her, she can feel the anguish of this man's heart as an image of a young boy seems to be bleeding in front of her. Remaining invisible so that she may see what happens and do what needs to be done correctly, the woman observes...
No...No not my son...not Harry! The man cried out as he ran towards the prone figure. Stepping to the side, so that he can not detect her presence, in this, she feels her heart reaching out towards him as he takes the figure into his arms.
Too late...too late...
Indeed you were to late Potter, he just returned and you let me kill him with such ease. I do commend you for the attempt to hide him. A dark figure chuckled as he threw out the body of others. One a red headed woman...the others a dark haired man...the list going on and on...
It's your entire fault you know, you failed them... Failed to protect, the great James Potter failed to protect his precious family and friends. What must the Order be thinking in keeping you around...? The figure stated with a cold logic, that she was afraid and a little angry. She watched as the figures started to stand up and surround the man clutching the youth who bleeds in his arm. Each one blaming him for some incident or another that Adrea steps forward and works her magic...because to her that was enough.
Father? Startled, as the voice comes from within his arms, the man looks down into bright green eyes which are tearing up slightly in pain.
No...please...don't blame me to Harry. I tried. I tried to protect you. I wanted you to live far and away from here. Wanted you to be happy...
I was happy father, and for that I thank you and I don't blame you for giving me up. I know you tried to protect me...
But I failed! I failed...I should have been able to kill him! I should have...
Muttering somewhat as he fights off her efforts to reassure the man in his dreams, Adrea drains off the pain and rage in his heart, her powers growing stronger she dare not take too much or he will go Skoti as she is and lose everything... Instead she sends him into a deep dreamless sleep.
To become Skoti, is something she would not wish on this man or any to go through... Arikos a once Skoti, now turned human again was the prime example of it. Having surrendered to a freshly turned Skoti demon centuries ago, he allowed himself to be drained of his emotions. To be drained of nothing but a pleasure of the flesh...
It is what made him become one...History has always mentioned vampires and werewolves, but they barley mentioned the other. What they derived from...and even then history was not right. All though they call themselves Skoti...
Humanity calls them Succubus, Incubus. The Skoti can suck the very essence from you, but you do not die. Instead, you become one of them...
Four hours later...
Checking in on a now slumbering youth, in the room he had picked out. Lily and Sirius look at one another with a mixture of amusement and pain. Situated in a room of green and red, the youth seemed right at home in it and had instantly called it his own. It's warmth had beckoned to him, making him long to be within its confines...
As Lily walked forward to pull up the light blanket up and above the youth's shoulders, the red head walks out as Sirius gently pulls the door closed behind her.
Both going down the hall to check on James, Sirius can't help but smile. "I wonder how James will react to the fact that Harry picked his old room."
"Happy, I hope." Lily replied softly. "Before Harry was born, he would only kick me at the sound of James's voice. Or whenever he was fitful causing me trouble and worry in my belly, it was James who soothed him. I like to think that Harry shares a close and special bond with his father."
"Which I hope happens like we want it to Lily. Not how that man suspects..." Sirius replied angrily. "I still can't believe he thinks that of James."
Pausing in mid step, the auror is startled by the red headed woman's words. "I can..." Lily whispered sadly. Her green eyes tearing up in pain and anguish, as she looks at their longtime friend. "You saw a part of him when we thought Harry and Neville had died Sirius. You didn't see what I saw...and even then no one but myself and Trinny saw the nightmares he went through after what Voldemort did to him. After what he said to him about Harry being alive and that sooner or later he was going to kill him..."
"Lily..."
"That's why Archeron told me to tell you Sirius. There are certain things that only James can teach or even show Harry. Things that can save him beng a Potter. But to do so Harry needs to have something of a bond with him. And you know to protect Harry; to drive him away from here James will do everything in his power to make our son hate it here and not show him." Lily replied brokenly. "I just got Harry back, thanks to Archeron, Tory, and Simi looking after him all these years Sirius. I don't want to lose him!"
Hugging the woman tightly, as he echoed her sentiment down and deep in his heart, Sirius just looked at the flickering shadow in the distant hallway.
I hope you heard that James...don't drive Harry away...