Summery: Hermione's walking through the forest at the end of third year and comes across something she never expected.
Disclaimer: Okay you all know that I don't own Harry Potter, but I'm required by law to say that I don't so just to let you know…I don't own Harry potter.
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Memory
Something New
Chapter Four: Harry's Secret
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"Harry," Hermione gently sat down on the side of her best friend's bed. "Harry wake up." It was clear from his thrashing and sweating that he was having another one of those most dreadful nightmares. She reached up to his forehead and whipped hair from his face showing his scar. Slowly he opened his tired eyes and looked for Hermione in the dark room. "Are you alright?"
"Hermione?" He questioned. "When did you get here?" It had been nearly three weeks since their day at the beach and Hermione had returned home with her parents that following evening.
"Just now, you?"
"Yesterday." He said putting on his glasses. Hermione nodded and stood from his bed. She gave his hand a loving squeeze before heading over to Ron's bed and yelling his awake.
"Bloody hell!" Ron squeaked. Harry laughed as Ron pulled his blanket up to his neck to cover his bare chest.
"Honestly get dressed." Hermione moved out of the room swiftly turning off the light as she left. Harry's and Ron's eyes followed her. Harry frowned slightly. Hermione was beginning to feel the affects off the bond and had become more snappish then usual.
"What crawled up her ass?" Ron's voice broke Harry's thoughts and the boy turned to look at him. "She's been more bossy then usual." Ron sighed pulling on a shirt. "I think it's a guy." Harry dropped his shirt when he heard these words spill from Ron's mouth. How had he come to that conclusion?
"Why do you say that?" He asked, eyeing Ron carefully.
"Don't know." Ron didn't even look at Harry ass he pulled up his pants. "But sometimes I hear Hermione moaning in her sleep. She cries out for a 'Leon' guy. Must be a muggle thought because there's no one at Hogwarts that goes by the name Leon." Harry shrugged and turned away from Ron. The kid was on to it and they needed to be more careful. "But that doesn't really matter though. The whole world knows that Hermione's going to marry me." Harry spun so quickly that he nearly fell over when he turned to face Ron.
"What are you talking about?" This was no question. It was a demand.
"Well everyone knows how when you defeat you-know-who that you're going to marry Ginny and Hermione's going to marry me." Ron chuckled imaging Hermione in his bed dressed in nothing but a thong with brooms on it.
Harry stared horrified. What the hell was Ron thinking? Hermione wasn't his.
It was no longer a question if Hermione needed Leon or not. She had to have contact with him or she could release all their secrets while her body yearns from its companion. He couldn't have that. And from the look on Ron's face he was planning something. Leon needed to hear about this and it was Harry's duty as Leon's right hand man to make sure that nothing happened to his friend's mate.
While Ron finished dressing Harry wrote a quick note. When he had finished be folded it up to be a perfect square and waved his hand over it. It disappeared in flurry of purple flames leavening no mark behind.
With a sigh he finished getting dressed and joined the family down stairs for and early breakfast.
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Clothes, lots and lots of clothes. There were piles upon piles of dress shirts, capes, cloaks, robes, dress pants, jeans, pajamas, boxers, socks, and any other clothing that you can think of was spread across the marble floor of Leon Colt's personal suite. The boy in question laid face down on his bed as his closet was torn apart. He groaned into his pillow when a shoe hit his back.
"Sorry!" Elizabeth's soft soprano voice yelled from inside the closet very un-apologetic. Leon didn't even have the energy to talk anymore. Every single moment it felt like his heart was shattering into a million pieces. It killed him and he no longer had the strength to fight it. Now he just let it happen. "Umm…Leon?" Leon barley lifted his head to look at is sister who stood across the sweet by his desk where a purple flame was lightly glowing.
A tired smile slowly grew one his young face and he dragged himself out of bed and over to the desk. Elizabeth watched amazed as her brother moved. Usually Dhamohiri without their mates for so long would have already died, let alone move like Leon was doing. But Elizabeth always knew that her brother was strong.
Leon picked up the letter and the fireball around it immediately dispersed. He opened up the singed letter to find his most loyal friend's messy handwriting.
Leon
I don't know where you are but I'm telling you know that you need to get here. Hermione is starting to feel the separation and you know once it begins for the human it will only grow till they die of a broken heart. I implore you to get here as quickly as possible. Not only for Hermione's sake, but for yours to.
I also wish to notify you that my 'friend', Ronald Weasley is having impure thoughts of Hermione. I watch him think of her and I find it revolting at the lust that shines in his eyes. Please, my dear friend, hurry up and claim your mate.
Your Loyal Servant
Harry J. Potter
The paper went up in flames as soon as Leon finished reading it. He was furious. For another man to be thinking of HIS mate in such and impure way was sickening.
Leon ran a hand through his hair before dragging himself around the room in search of an outfit. After ten minutes he was dressed in a pair of nearly black jeans, a black button up, long sleeved shirt, and a black cloak with the Colt family insignia and his own private insignia embroidered into the expensive material. Leon went to his bed and reached under it to pull out a small chest. Running a clawed finger over the lock the ancient looking chest popped open and reveled and assortment of items that Leon had collected over the years. He dug for a while before he found what he was looking for. With a smirk he pulled it out and locked the chest returning it to its original place.
"You're going after her, aren't you big brother?" Elizabeth smiled. Leon nodded. "Good! Now I can stop apologizing for hitting you with shoes." Leon rolled his eyes and sat on his bed Indian style.
He closed his eyes and pictured his mate. Long wavy brown hair, wonderful caramel colored eyes, the perfect smile, flawless skin. Before he knew it a warm bubble surrounded him and with a pop he disappeared from the suite just as a shoe flew into the spot he had just been occupying.
~*~
"Are you sure you're okay, Hermione?" Hermione groaned.
"Ronald I'm fine!" She shouted from the small secluded part of the tent that acted as the girl's room.
"But you don't seem fine." Hermione growled angrily. She wasn't in the mood to deal with Ron's unending pestering. Ron poked his head through the little flap that separated the small room with two bunks from the rest.
"Ron, please, just let me rest!" Ron nodded.
"Okay, well everyone but Harry are going out to socialize. Please be careful." Hermione nodded without even looking at Ron. When she heard him leave she quickly shut the flap and zipped it shut before lying back down and cuddling into her blanket. Her hand clasped around the necklace that Leon had given her. It felt warm in her hand.
Just as she was drifting off to sleep she felt to oh so familiar arms wrap around her waist. She was pulled against a muscular body that relaxed as soon as she was against him. "Mmm perfect." A warm voice whispered into Hermione's ear lovingly. "I've missed you, Hermione." Hermione smiled. She hadn't felt this content in over two months.
"I hardly know you and I missed you to." Leon moved Hermione's hair away from her neck and gently kissed his mark. Hermione shivered feeling waves of pleasure run up and down her spine. Without warning he sunk his fangs deep into Hermione's neck. Hermione moaned in pleasure as he began to suck in time with her heart beat. He drank for a long time and Hermione always felt safe. She knew he wouldn't hurt her. When he did pull away he licked her neck clean and healed her wound.
Hermione's eyes were closed when Leon pulled away. She was breathing softly but had a contented smile on her face. Leon smiled and snapped his finger making sure that no one would disturb them and slowly snuggled up with his mate. Finally he was back with her and all her wanted was to hold her close. And that is exactly what he did.
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"Leon, you've got to get out of here before the Weasleys come back." Harry whispered to the sleeping prince who held his best friend in a loving embrace.
"Potter, get out of here." Leon shoved Harry. The raven haired boy sighed irritated.
"You'll see her in just a few minutes, Leon. But if she's not awake when the Weasleys get back here then they'll get suspicious and come and check on her and then their find you." Leon let out a long and tired sigh before nodded. Harry smiled. "I'll give you a moment to tell her." With that said Harry tuned away from the couple and made his way out of the small room.
"Hermione, dear, I've got to tell you something." Leon whispered gently as he stroked her cheek. "Come on Hermione, you need to wake up." The girl in his arms groan, moving her head from side to side before burying her head in his chest. Leon chuckled and ran a hand through her soft hair.
"Hermione, the Weasleys are coming. You don't want them to find me do you? Besides, I'll only be gone for a few moments. I promise." Hermione let out a long irritated sigh before opening her eyes to look into Leon's soft blue eyes.
Leon could not help but smile as he looked into the eyes of the one he had marked. When he marked her he hadn't meant to do it, but now he couldn't bring himself to regret the action. He gently caressed her cheek. She was very beautiful. More beautiful then any other girl that he had seen in his many years.
Hermione watched Leon's face closely. He wore a look of love and adoration upon his face and when seeing the loving looks directed at her she could not help but smile. He was an amazing person. She couldn't acutely explain what she felt for Leon, just that he made her feel whole. Like she belonged in his arms. And because of these feeling she was perfectly content staying exactly where she was.
"Hermione! Leon!" Hermione looked up after hearing the low warning hiss. Her eyes shot over to the makeshift door where Harry's head poked through. For a moment she feared that she had been caught but then remembered that Harry had also said Leon's name. What was going on?
Leon quickly grabbed hold of Hermione's chin and forced her to look at him. "Hermione listen to me. The Weasley's are here. They will call for you any moment now. I must leave. I cannot risk them finding out about me just yet. I will be there at the game. Beside you. So don't worry. I shall only me gone for a moment." Hermione nodded and smiled before leaning in and gently pecking Leon on the lips. She hadn't known what had come over her, just that she had wanted to kiss the half-vampire for sometime now.
But Leon wouldn't let her stop there. He grabbed hold of her waist and pulled her roughly against him before capturing her lips in a hot, passionate kiss. Hermione eagerly responded. But it ended much too soon for the both of them when they heard the sound of fighting between the Weasley brothers. Leon looked to Hermione and with one last loving kiss; he disappeared in a puff of smoke.
Hermione rolled over on her side with her back to the door and pretended that she was sleeping. She felt empty without Leon holding her, but the warm sensation of the ring warming up on her breast comforted her in Leon's absence.
Ron looked into the makeshift room and stared at Hermione's back. She seemed to still be asleep. He let his eyes wander down her body. He focused on her long curvy legs and nice, round, firm ass. His mother had promised that Hermione would be his and until that day he was content with watching her and secretly touching her as she slept. But there were too many people here right now. Perhaps he would try later too night.
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The long walk up the many flights of stairs was tedious. Hermione was exhausted and didn't know if a game of quidditch was really worth all this. As they went Mr. Weasley told them how he had bought the ticket for the best box in the stadium from a very handsome young man who introduced himself as a prince.
"He was a strange young fellow." Mr. Weasley continued as they neared the top of the stadium. "Reminded me of myself in my younger days. Witty, quick, charming, and knew how to strike a deal. I wouldn't be surprised if he had hundreds of ladies in the box. He was quite dashing if I may say so myself." Hermione giggled lightly as she thought of Leon. Harry looked over at her with grin before shaking his head. Upon reached the box in which they would watch the game, Mr. Weasley was seemed shocked to find that there was only three people.
"Arthur." Hermione turned around quickly at the sound of Leon's soft velvety voice. Hermione allowed her eyes to run up and down his body. He had changed since their encounter and now looked like a muggle god dressed in the latest fashions. Leon caught her eyes and flashed her a devious smirk. She quickly looked away. She felt her face heat up knowing that she had been caught staring.
"Mr. Colt!" Mr. Weasley rushed forward to shake Leon's hand.
"Please, my name is Leon." Leon flashed one of his brilliant smiles just as Hermione looked up. "Now may I be so bold to ask who your lovely companion is?" Leon made his way toward Hermione. "Bonjour ma dame la plus chère." He took her hand brushing his lips along her knuckles.
"Bien bonjour là monsieur Leon." Hermione felt a wave of thankfulness for her mother teaching her French when she was younger. Leon chuckled lightly and stood up straight.
"It is surely wonderful to see you again Hermione." Leon surprised everyone (besides Harry and Leon's two companions) by pulling Hermione into a loving hug.
"Leon." Hermione relished in the feel of his arms wrapped around her.
"Harry has met me before in the Leaky Cauldron, you were with him. Play along."
"You two know each other?" It was Ginny who interrupted them. Her voice was filled with jealousy that made Hermione grin. Nobody had ever been jealous of her before. But hesitantly the two pulled apart.
"Leon was a friend of mine from grade school." Harry answered for them. "I met him at Diagon Ally last year and Hermione was with me. The two seemed to have an instant bond. I think it's the knowledge thingy." Harry tapped his temple twice indicating toward his brain.
"Hermione here is certainly an amazing girl." Leon flashed another grin in Hermione's direction and Harry wanted to laugh when he saw Ron's ears turn a very dark red but felt that it was not appropriate in their situation, no matter how funny it truly was.
"Yes, yes." Mr. Weasley nodded before shoving Ginny in Leon's general direction. "Well Leon, this is my daughter Ginny." Ginny giggled and gave Leon a seductive smile.
"A pleasure madam."
"And these are my three youngest sons, Fred, George, and Ron." Leon nodded to each one of them.
"A pleasure to meet you all." Leon, instinctively, wrapped his arm around Hermione's waist and nodded to each one of the boys. "And I would like you to meet my companions. My sister, Elizabeth." Hermione watched the girl with light blonde hair stand. She looked so much like Leon that they would be twins. "And this is my friend, Sam." A boy with a mop of black hair (much like Harry's) stepped forward, his golden eyes twinkling.
"A pleasure to meet the Weasley family. My brother speaks of you often." Elizabeth curtsied elegantly, just like Leon. Sam walked from out of the shadows and stood beside grace, his left hand lightly resting on the girl's waist. He gave a curt nod but refused to say anything.
Mr. Weasley was quick to engage Elizabeth in conversation about the work that she and her family did. The other four Weasleys stood by themselves while Harry drifted over to Leon and Hermione. "Well…" Hermione narrowed her eyes at her best friend and pulled away from the boy she had given her blood to.
"Explain. Now." Leon sighed and raised a pale hand to run his fingers through his hair.
"Harry and I go back a long time." Leon began glancing over his shoulder to make sure that the Weasley children weren't listening. "Before either of us was born. You see Harry's mother was adopted. Originally she had come from a very long line of Alleati. In Italian the word Alleati means ally. The Alleati, in history, have always been a secluded race. They are very much like the Dhamohiri. They need a mate. They need blood up to a certain point. They have heightened senses and they are very agile creatures. Harry just so happens to be the last remaining one." Hermione took a deep breath and looked to Harry who a busy cutting his finger. Hermione watched in fascination as Harry's blood dripped from the tiny cut onto Harry's palms. It took a second but when Harry closed his eyes Hermione saw something truly amazing.
Harry was completely different. His black hair had now had dark purple streaks all through it and his pale skin grew tan. On his forehead, where his scar had been, was a purple tattoo of a crescent moon.
Hermione took in her best friend's new appearance. This creature, this person, couldn't be her best friend. But the moment that Harry opened his eyes Hermione knew. She knew that no matter how different this man looked he was Harry, because through the creature's eyes Harry's shined through, their emerald gaze penetrating her. Five seconds after he had opened his eyes Harry's new look disappeared. The strange and foreign markings disappearing back into his skin and he took on a paler skin tone. In a blink of an eye Harry Potter was back wearing the silly grin of his.
"During the first war the light side saw my race as a dark race. They thought that we were aiding Voldemort. My mother tried to tell them otherwise but they locked her up." Harry held his hands to his face looking at the odd scars that had been hidden before.
"To my people it was called La più grande tristezza- The greatest sadness." Leon said sadly. "The Alleati were peaceful creatures and they surrendered willingly. But Dumbledore thought otherwise. He had each and every one of them killed and then Lily's mind was wiped of anything relating to the Alleati and they tried to rid of his Alleati blood. But it is impossible. Though they thought they had succeeded.
"When Leon's parents found out that I was the last remaining of my kind they came for me. Though they could not take me away from the Dursleys because Dumbledore was watching and if he knew that I still had the Alleati blood in me then I would be in big double. But they explained everything to me and showed me how to unlock my powers." Harry smiled and looked at Hermione. "It's up to me to repopulate my race. Do you no what that means?" Harry asked wiggling his eyebrows.
"What?" She said with a grin.
"I'm going to have millions of babies!" Harry jumped up and down happily. Hermione rolled her eyes. She suddenly felt really bad for Luna; a million babies was going to put some stress on one's body.
Hermione looked over at Leon who was smiling goofily at her. "What?" He quickly turned away, a blush evident on his face.
"Nothing." He said quickly. Hermione rolled her eyes and looked back to Harry.
"How on earth are you going to have enough time?"
"I'm immortal." He said simply as if it was no big deal. Looking to Leon for further elaboration she was happy to see him roll his eyes and begin to explain.
"The Alleati were one of the few races, next to dhamohiri and vampires that have natural immortal lives." Hermione nodded, happy with his explanation.
"But why did you hide this from me Harry?" Harry's face suddenly turned down into a shameful look. He once again looked at his scars before holding them up to Hermione's face.
"See these scars?" Hermione nodded. They were runes (which ones she didn't quite know). "I got these when I was just nine months old. Dumbledore, the ministry, and the Order of Phoenix had gathered around in a central room in the ministry. They had tied me and my mother down and then cut these runes into our hands. They had tried to drive out my blood, Hermione. The process could have killed me. It nearly killed my mother. She was actually pronounced dead for a good five minutes before she was bought back to life." Harry took a deep shaky breath. "They wiped my mother's memory of the event. But they didn't consider wiping mine. They thought I was too young to remember. But they're wrong. Anyone would remember that pain. It was as if I was being split in so many different directions." Harry stopped and ran a hand through his hair. "I trust you. Really I do. But do I honestly trust Ron? Absolutely not and one way or another he would find out if I told you. He would go straight to Dumbledore and they would try the ritual again and since I have no legal guardian they can do it no matter how much I disagree." Hermione slowly moved forward toward her best friend. He had tears in his eyes and he looked close to crying. In all her years knowing Harry she had never seen him cry. She embraced him tightly and he returned the hug, welcoming the comfort.
"Weasley alert at twelve o'clock." Harry and Hermione separated quickly and they wiped their eyes just in time to hide their tears from Ron and Ginny.
"What are you guys talking about?" Ron asked as he let his eyes roam over Hermione's body. Leon, noticing Ron's glace, took hold of Hermione's waist in a possessive grip. He glared at Ron angrily, daring him to take another look.
"Leon and I were just telling Hermione about our childhood." Harry smiled. "Remember that time that you and I went to the ice cream shop with your mom and she totally spoiled your sister."
Leon let out a long annoyed sigh and rolled his eyes. "How could I forget? The little monster always gets what she wants."
"Excuse me brother but I believe that you have it backwards. I do believe that you are the one that gets everything. If you can recall the new broom that cost over 4,000 gallons." Hermione turned around quickly and found herself face to face with Leon's twin. "Hmm…so you're the girl who has stolen my brother's heart." She shot a look at Leon and he quickly backed away from Hermione and allowed Elizabeth to circle her. "Yes, I can see why he choose you." She came back to face Hermione and gave her a wide smile. "You and I are going to be good friends." She said before pulling Hermione into a bone crushing hug.
Hermione looked over to Leon, looking for support but he only shrugged. "Go along with it. She's a little…" Elizabeth shot him a look that froze him. "Yeah."
"Hey the games starting!"