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Harry waited nervously as madam Pomfry and Dumbledore quietly discussed if they should tell him now or wait until his body if fully rested from the strain his transformation put on it. Hearing an aggravated sigh from the boy-who-lived Severus and Lucius glanced up, and paused their conversation.
"Is there something wrong, Harry?" Lucius asked as he sat down on the bed next to Harry. When it looked like Harry wasn't going to reply Severus pulled a chair up to the bed and gently placed his hand on the boy's knee.
"You know you can talk to us right?" Severus asked softly. "You and I don't have the best history but we both promise to listen. Or even only one of us if that is what you like and would make you more comfortable." He gave the smaller boy's knee a squeeze of reassurance and smiled faintly at the deer in headlights look he had on his face.
"W-why are you two being so nice to me? You have both hated me for so long, for years even. Mr. Malfoy you've even tried to kill me. And Professor You have belittled me at every turn." Harry's voice started of shaky but by the end of the statement it wasn't anything but a whisper. He looked at both men as anguish filled their eyes and they made identical sounds of pain in the back of their throats.
"We," Lucius started , looking at Severus for permission to continue, "Have never hated you, only pretended to for the sake of our spying duties" He said, regret dripping off of every word. "We actually rather like you, a lot." At Harry's gob smacked expression Severus continued.
"You are a very beautiful, attractive, and stunning young man." The dark haired man chuckled at said young man's doubtful face. "It's true. You also have one of the best hearts I have ever seen. You have this ability to love that many are jealous of." Harry flushed and made a noise of protest.
"Right. We all know that I am an ugly little freaky faggot." At the men's dark expressions he quickly heaved out an apology. "I'm sorry, Sirs. I won't curse again. Please don't be mad at me." He said staring hard to his wringed hands in his lap. Severus slowly reached his hand out, he saw the flinch Harry gave but filed it away for later, until it touched the boys chin. Softly he grabbed it and tilted the frightened boys head upwards.
"His obsidian eyes bore into Harry's own earthy green eyes. " You are not ugly, or freaky, and you are most defiantly not a freaky faggot." The last word was spat with so much venom that Lucius and Harry both flinched back. "You are a beautiful young man. We personally love how petite you are. You fit perfectly in between us." At this Lucius nodded, looking decidedly predatory. "And you are just a man who likes men. There's nothing wrong with that." He concluded.
Harry looked up at them, unshed tears glistening in his eyes. "Thank you." He sniffed slightly. "But why am I feeling this way? Like I can trust you both and that you wouldn't hurt me. Why does being near you two make me feel all warm and content?" He asked confusedly. Lucius and Severus looked at a loss. "We don't know Harry. We are just as clueless as you here." Harry sighed and slumped against Lucius as Severus' hands were still on his knees.
"But we think we might know the answer!" Dumbledore exclaimed as he walked back into the Healers ward. Behind him trailed several tomes levitating midair toward the bed. Poppy bustled in behind him, her arms loaded with potions Harry knew he was going to end up having to take soon. Dumbledore saw the look on his face and chuckled in amusement knowing what the boy was thinking even without using legilimens.
"Mr. Potter we believe we have found out what you are. Do you know what a Lamia Feles or more commonly known as Vampire Cat?" Harry's eyes widened considerably. Severus and Lucius shared an awed look as they both knew exactly what it was.
Harry Shake his head and replied. "No, I mean I think I've heard of in in one of my school texts. I can't remember what it said honestly." He admitted the last part sheepishly. He tried to think back to when he read it to see if he could remember what the book said about the creature. Allusive being—not many left.
"All I remember about them is that people don't really know a lot about them because there aren't that many in existence." Dumbledore nodded as he expected as much.
"They are a Hybrid between two rather strange creatures. It's said that thousands of years ago there was a Russian vampire named Taras Sidorov fell in love with a young neko from France named Michel Roux. Legend says that Taras went to one of the town witches to ask for her help in impregnating Michel. She said it was possible but that he would have to be changed into another creature when he asked she gave him a simple answer. Michel had to be changed into a neko and then he could handle the potion needed to be able to bear a child while being a male. They took the risk as their desire for a child was a great one. Four months later a baby by the name of Catan Sidorov was born. The child was born with sleek neko features and a vampiric need for blood. Lamia Feles' luckily only need to feed once a month for 3 days. Unless they are with young then they need to feed every week. There has never been a female Lamia Feles in existence and all of the men possess the ability to bear child like a woman would. While the the pregnancy is much shorter it happens like a normal one." Harry paled dramatically at hearing this wondering exactly how he's going to get… lady bits.
"Should we continue?" Dumbledore asked worriedly. He glanced over the shocked teen and saw how overwhelmed. After a brief pause Harry sighed then nodded look as if death was knocking at his door.