Changes

I don't own a thing, so there is absolutely no reason to sue me! Just thought I should make that clear. I don't own the poems in this chapter nor some of the info about dark creatures. But I do own Argus, Kay, all my lovely servants and all of the elves and vampires in this story.

WARNING, WARNING: This story contains two types of slash, LIME SLASH and LEMON SLASH. The LIME SLASH must not be read by children under 14 years, and the LEMON SLASH must not be read by children under 16 years. The parts in which you will find this SLASH are marked with WARNING signs, it is also marked signs where the SLASH parts ends. If you're not over 14 do not read any of them, you will not miss any big plots though.

And let us give a huge round of applause to Savage Damsel, my dashing beta : )

Harry when thinking.

Kay when thinking.

"Everybody when speaking".

R&R

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Previously in Changes:

The two black haired twins Apparated—well, Kay did, while Harry held onto his arm—and landed in a wizard store. They moved on into the streets of London to get their shopping done; Harry's entire wardrobe was going to be replaced.

Kay handed Harry a muggle credit card. "Shop your heart out, birthday boy, because I will burn all of your old clothes today. Say goodbye to the old Harry Potter and say 'what's up lovely?' to the new Harry Validus Potter!"

Chapter 6: Oi, I honestly didn't know!

Harry Validus Potter was pleased with himself, delighted actually. He was now the proud owner of a full wardrobe of the finest, most luxurious, and most beautiful clothes in both the muggle and Wizarding worlds. He had bought clothes in all colours imaginable, having them tailored to fit his lithe frame and flattering his excellent physique.

Money hadn't been a problem. Argus had, without Harry's knowledge, told Kay that he could spend as much money as he wished that day. Harry was to look at it as a birthday present. People in the Wizarding world, and especially in the muggle world, had believed him to be a celebrity as he passed through, and so it followed that they had treated him with the outmost respect.

Harry found it absolutely marvelous. It was fun when people sucked up to you so much that one could almost see the tracks of drool forming puddles on the floor. And, of course, his handsome face had aided his popularity. There wasn't a teenage girl, boy, or the occasional horny middle-aged woman that could resist a filthy rich, famous, and drop dead gorgeous man like himself.

But Harry's wonderful day of fun didn't stop with the insane shopping trip. Oh no, he and Kay planned on going to one of Kay's favorite clubs later that evening. It was a popular club for the vampires in Covens around the city. But before they went to the club, they decided to bring all their purchases home and eat a filling dinner.

Entrance hall, the Validus manor

"Frederic, darling, is my bath still warm?" Harry had come home and found Frederic by the door, ready to serve. He bowed to Harry, removed his cloak from his shoulders and picked up his master's bags of purchases.

"Yes, master. I have held it warm for you. Would you care to use it now?"

"Yes, that would be marvelous Frederic. Escort me, would you?" he asked with a disarming smile.

"Yes, master," Frederic agreed willingly.

Harry winked goodbye to Kay as they left him in the hallway. Kay grinned and yelled after Frederic, "Don't do everything he tells you to; he has an abnormally dirty mind, that one!"

Harry grinned at Kay while Frederic blushed a deep red. "Oh, don't listen to him, love," he told Frederic, pushing him gently towards the stairs.

"Shush you, you're spoiling all my fun!" he mock reproached Kay, before following his servant up the stairs, a wicked grin on his face that would probably send most vampires, dark elves, wizards, and muggles all running for their lives. But poor innocent Frederic had no idea about the thoughts that Harry's cunning mind was capable of conjuring.

Harry's bathroom, the Validus manor

"Here's the bath, master. Would you care for some refreshments?"

Harry walked over to the bath, considering it. The tub was large enough to fit four people comfortable, and the water was set to a perfect temperature. Resting on the still water were dozens of floating blood red rose petals, and it smelled of mild vanilla.

"You have done a wonderful job, Frederic, thank you," Harry murmured his appreciation, slowly removing his clothes, piece by piece, before sinking into the water.

"Ahhhh, lovely…" he groaned in pleasure and closed his eyes. He opened them again when he heard someone clear his throat. It was Frederic.

"The rrre…freshments sir?" he asked, voice wavering slightly.

Harry smiled seductively at the beautiful blond man. "Ah, yes, I had almost forgotten. Some white wine would be pleasant, and some strawberries with chocolate if it's no problem."

"No sir, no problem at all, I'll get it right away sir," Frederic promised quickly before fleeing the bathroom.

Harry was getting warm all over, the lust tangible in the soothing air of the bathroom. He could smell it all over the room, and poor Frederic positively radiated it. Harry tipped his head back and moaned; it was so intense, that smell, as if it would never fade, but would instead linger forever in the air. But he didn't mind it at all. In fact, it turned him on. It turned him on to know that Frederic wanted him, that his servant was aching with lust just by watching him do something so simple as taking a bath.

He closed his eyes and breathed in the perfumed air; the scent was slowly fading, growing fainter as Frederic left the room.

Harry moaned with displeasure, but tried to relax his tense muscles as he waited for his servant to return. He was just starting to relax again when he heard the door open. Immediately, the smell of lust and anxiety flooded the room. Harry lay completely still, keeping his eyes closed.

Frederic walked into the bathroom with a tray of wine and strawberries with chocolate for his master.

Ah, his master, what a beautiful man. Frederic felt so ashamed; he was straight and had a lovely girlfriend, but he simply couldn't seem to stop thinking about his master. He was so perfect, so flawless, so sinful, and utterly tempting. He didn't like it, but he knew he wanted him; he lusted for his master.

When he walked into the bathroom, there was no movement from the direction of the tub. Harry appeared to be dozing, so Frederic quietly set the tray down at the edge of the bath, careful to not make any sound.

Standing up again, Frederic stood staring down at his master; such a piece of art, formed by angels and blessed by gods, wicked gods. He was a sensual display of sin incarnate.

But Frederic couldn't let his master know that he was so weak, so he simply stood there, gazing down at the other man's exposed body, admiring his lithe frame. Such physique for someone so young!

WARNING: LIME SLASH! DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE UNDER 14!

The smell was irresistible, and Harry restrained his shudder of desire. The feeling caressed his body, stroking him fondly, teasingly. He couldn't stand it any longer; he had to get his prey.

He opened his eyes and beckoned Frederic with his finger. His servant appeared to be almost in a trance as he bent down towards Harry.

Harry lifted himself up from the water and grabbed Frederic's face with his wet hands. The blond gasped, but didn't pull away. Harry, transfixed by the smell of pure lust, licked a path down Frederic's throat, receiving deep groans for his effort. Caressing his prey's handsome face, he allowed the small noises of pleasures to fill the room before biting into his throat, drawing precious blood, which he lapped up with his tongue.

Frederic went boneless in Harry's strong arms, his arousal almost overwhelming. He whimpered lightly as Harry continued to drink his blood. And Harry, still wanting more, groaned and pulled Frederic down with him into the bath.

The other man, still in his clothes, startled. Without taking time to think about what he was doing, Frederic allowed his hands to roam over Harry's body, exploring everything his could reach.

Harry, feeling pleased with the amount of blood he had been permitted to drink, leaned back in the bath and let him stroke and caress his body. The friction from Frederic's wet clothes was ecstasy, and Harry lifted his hips to increase the pressure. Frederic moved with him, rubbing and grinding his clothed erection against his.

Frederic lent forward whimpering in his ear, "Take me, master, please! I beg of you!"

Harry sent him a wickedly sinful smile; he could get used to this.

"Only if you promise to be a good boy, Frederic," Harry whispered seductively, licking and nibbling his throat.

Frederic's breath was coming in small gasps and low whimpers. "Yes, master, I promise. I am your servant. I'll do anything for you master. Just, please, take me…" the blond man panted as he fell weakly against his master's strong body, surrendering completely to his wishes.

WARNING: LEMON SLASH! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT OVER 16!

Harry lifted his donor out of the bath and laid them both down on the soft carpet, made by the finest of wools. Frederic arched his back and spread his legs for the vampire, telling him how much he needed him.

Harry smirked and started to peel Frederic's soaked clothes of with his teeth and long nails, causing his prey to whimper and whine from frustration and lust. Harry took first his shirt off, licking and biting a trail down the delicate body below him, and then removed his socks and shoes before slowly lowering his pants and removing them together with his boxers.

Frederic was a very beautiful man, and Harry told him so as he sucked and nipped at his left nipple until it stood proud and blood red against his pale chest. Frederic groaned with impatience and tried to grind his hips against the other man's.

"Shush, love, I will take care of you," Harry whispered in his ear as he stroked his hand down the older man's body, stopping at his proud and painful erection.

"Please, please…!" Frederic was reduced to pitiful whimpering and pleading.

Harry barely stroked along the other man's need, drawing all of Frederic's attention to his groin. Harry could see that the man didn't need any more foreplay; he was ready. So, without the slightest of warnings, he slammed himself deep into Frederic with a satisfied groan.

He waited for Frederic's erratic breathing to calm slightly and for his body to relax again before moving. Slowly at first, Harry gradually picked up the pace, moving faster and with more power each time. Faster, harder, faster, harder…

It was marvelous, the best he had experienced before in his life, and he knew that he could easily become addicted to this. The feeling, the scents, the heat, the sounds; it was heaven on earth.

He came five strokes after his servant, breathing rapidly as he rode the waves of ecstasy.

The slash scenes are over!

"You've been a good boy, Frederic. Now go get dressed before the Validus' start wondering what took us so long," Harry ordered softly. He kisseda panting Frederic and turned on the shower to clean himself up before redressing and heading down into the dining hall for dinner with his family.

Outside the nightclub Wicked Minds, London


"Here it is, 'Wicked Minds', the club I was telling you about," Kay said as they walked towards it. Again, the lines were unbearably long, but he and Kay got in right away because Kay was a friend of both the owner and the guard outside the club.

The inside of the club was marvelous, although the outside had been rather discrete, with its grey paint and a lack of proper windows. There were three floors within the main club. The main floor, the second floor—which is where they were currently standing—that contained the dancing floor, bar, DJ and some sitting areas, and the third floor that was reserved for special guests and contained a sitting area and bar. This was where the owner of the club preferred to hold meetings and entertain his VIP guests.

The main floor was built like a special one-way mirror, so that while you- being on the third floor -could look down on the people that were dancing downstairs, they couldn't look up and see the people above them; instead, they were met with a solid roof of mirrors, reflecting their own images.

The first floor, the basement, was something not totally legal. Here, you could find separated rooms with one queen size bed and a simple bathroom containing a toilet, sink and shower; all the necessary things for a satisfying, pleasurable evening with one's partner. Not everybody was allowed down there; only the people the owner trusted, and sometimes his VIP guests spent the night there. The owner even had a room for himself downstairs.

Kay led Harry towards the stairs, ignoring the curious and longing looks they were receiving.

"I told Archos we where coming, so he'll be expecting us on the third floor."

Archos was the owner of the club, with the face of a vampire in his mid-thirties, sandy brown hair, and grey eyes. There were also others in the room, scattered around the sitting area and bar. Harry didn't know how, but he knew that they were all vampires; his senses nearly screamed it out to him, and his instincts agreed.

Archos greeted them both with a firm handshake. "How nice of you to come, Kay. I see you brought a date with you tonight; a most enchanting one at that, I must say," he admitted, offering Harry a charming smile, even as he ordered a waiter to bring them each a drink.

Kay chuckled when Harry sent Archos an offended frown.

"I am no date of his; I am his friend and twin!" Harry insisted, pouting.

The elder man smiled fondly at Harry, and tipped back in his chair. "Ah, you must be a vampire, then. I couldn't quite put my finger on what you were, but your smell indicates that you're not entirely human."

Harry's frown deepened, and he glared at the older man, trying to decide if he was teasing him.

"There is nothing off about my smell!" he growled indignantly. "I'm half vampire, and half dark elf, you twit. And you're what? Around 67 years old? Shouldn't you have figured it out yourself?" Harry questioned with a challenging smirk.

Archos cocked his left eyebrow at the young vampire/elf while Kay groaned into his hands. Leave it to Harry to get them thrown out of his favorite club only minutes after entering.

"I'm 69 actually. And you're right, I probably should have figured it out by myself. I meet both dark elves and light elves alike in my business. It's just strange to smell the two scents together, that's all. It's quite unique, I must say," Archos replied mildly.

Kay raised his head from his hands, staring at the club's owner in shock and disbelief. "What the…?" he trailed off, obviously surprised that they hadn't yet been thrown out by their ears.

Archos smiled at him and ruffled Harry's hair affectionately, ignoring the other man's mock growl. "Chill, Kay, I like him. No one ever dares to talk to me like that, so it's always amusing when someone finally does. And I can see clearly now that he is a dark elf; such a mouth on the boy!"

Kay let out a nervous laugh while Harry finished off his drink, which turned out to be blood. "Don't you know it's rude to talk about somebody like they're not there when, in fact, they are?" Kay and Archos just laughed, so Harry stood up and hit Kay over the head in retaliation.

Harry just pouted at them. "Fine, then! I won't stay in your marvelous company any longer, which I'm sure just breaks your heart," he sniffed, sending them a mock glare before striding towards the other guests on the floor.

Harry glanced around, looking for some better entertainment than the two annoying male vampires. Honestly, they were so rude. He wasn't really all that mad, but they obviously thought he was, and he'd be damned if he let them think otherwise.

Harry caught the eyes of two beautiful girls, both of which appeared to be about nineteen, and he smiled charmingly at them as he sauntered strode towards their table.

"Pray tell, who might you lovely ladies be, those whose beauty doth bedazzle mine eyes?" He bowed extravagantly to them and received a chorus of giggles.

A few short minutes and some well-placed flattery later, and they were melting against him. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately.

Kay and Archos' table, third floor, VIP section, Wicked Minds

"He doesn't waste his time, does he?" Archos asked in amusement, as he looked over to where Harry was charming the two girls.

"He most certainly doesn't," his companion replied. "I believe that he even did his servant before coming down to dinner. I heard way too much moaning for just one person coming from his bathroom. And let me tell you, I don't think that even I could have laid that servant. He's gorgeous and has a beautiful girlfriend; I think he was planning on asking her to marry him. A shame, really," he murmured ruefully.

Archos laughed loudly into his drink. "Oh dear, I like him even more now, I think. He's such a outlandish boy, and possessing of such beauty, as well! He could have me any day."

Other side of the room, third floor, VIP section, Wicked Minds

"Come on, Harry. Let's go down to the basement; it's very comfortable down there," one of the two twins said—Libys, if Harry remembered correctly.

Harry had told them that this was his first time here and that he was a vampire. They had had too much to drink and were too young to notice that something wasn't right about his smell. Now they tried to lure him down to the basement, not telling him what they'd be doing when they got there. Harry let himself be lured.

Sybaris, the second twin, the one with dark brown hair and grey/green eyes, draped herself around his neck as he stood up to leave for the first floor. Libys did the same and started to lick along his throat, nibbling at his veins. Quite oblivious to Kay's shaking head, Harry grabbed both of the girls and threw them over each of his shoulders.

Thank Hades for vampiric strength!

The twins giggled and shrieked terribly as he walked with them on his shoulders down the stairs, through the dance floor, and down to the first floor. He earned many jealous glares on his way, all of which he ignored. He found it much more amusing to plonk the girl's backsides when he received a jealous glare, wiggling his eyebrows.

The raven-haired boy dropped his burdens down on a soft queen size bed and smirked down at them seductively.

"Yes, you were right. It is very comfortable down here."

The second floor, main floor, Wicked Minds

Kay was bored. Harry had been gone for 4 hours and Archos was in a meeting. He decided to give his twin one more hour while he danced. After all, it was his birthday.

"Why hello, there! Aren't you a pretty little thing!" a girl around 20 exclaimed as she walked towards him, staring lustfully at his body. He licked his lips and grabbed her arm gently, encouraging her to dance with him. She wasn't so bad looking herself.

Moments later, she had him backed up against a wall, licking and sucking her heart out.

Ah well, I'll give you an extra two hours, Harry. Oh, yes, right there.

The first floor, a VIP room, Wicked Minds

Harry woke up in an unfamiliar bed in an unfamiliar room, with two unfam…no, wait; he knew these two. Libys and Sybaris lay wrapped around his torso, which was covered in love bites and the like. He smiled, pleased with how he had spent his 17th birthday.

He carefully unwrapped their arms from him, and went into the bathroom to shower and change. But before he left the room he found a piece of paper and wrote:

'Thank you for the lovely evening, beautiful misses. I hope to see you again sometime.

Harry.'

The second floor, main floor, Wicked Minds

He found Kay on the second floor with a beautiful woman in his arms and an impressive amount of love bites on his neck and chest.

Guess I wasn't the only one having fun!

He woke up the girl first, "Pardon me, miss, but might I borrow your toy for a bit?" He asked charmingly, laying a chaste kiss across her knuckles. She giggled and looked from a sleeping Kay to Harry.

"Oh, no, not at all. Please, make yourself at home," she offered, standing up and sitting down on a table nearby to watch the two.

Harry smiled at her and placed himself between Kay's open legs. He bent forwards and nibbled Kay's earlobe slowly before he started sucking on his neck where the woman had obviously bitten him earlier.

Kay started to moan and stir. "No, no more. Too tired…ah, yes, right there."

Harry grinned evilly and whispered into his friend's ear while he sucked on it. "Yes, I am good, aren't I?"

Kay quickly opened his eyes and pushed Harry off of him. "NOT bloody funny, Harry!" He pushed himself of the floor and glared down at a laughing Harry.

"Oh oh, brilliant, you should have seen your face. Ah, yes, right there, right there…. Admit it, you liked it!"

Kay pouted, "Of course I bloody liked it, but that was before I knew it was you! Now get yourself off the floor, we're leaving. It's late and your training starts tomorrow."

Archos, who had seen the whole show, stared to clap. "Harry, you're a very likable boy. And Kay, you would have liked it even if you knew it was him; hell, I would have loved it myself!"

Kay glared at his older friend, while Harry grinned in satisfaction. "Oh, put a sock in it, Archos!"

Harry's bedroom, the Validus manor

"Wake up, Harry, we're going for a run," Argus came bashing into his bedroom and tore away his sheets.

Harry groaned; it wasn't even 7 am yet! Hades help me, what have I gotten myself into?

"We're going to start your training today like I promised. And the first we're going to do is to run a mile, followed by some training in swordplay."

The garden, the Validus manor

A few minutes later, Harry and Argus were standing outside the Validus manor, the air crispy and a bit too cold for Harry's liking.

After the swordplay, which went rather well according to his mentor, Harry was ordered to meditate for an hour in order to practice and train his mind control. It was the most important thing to master when it came to elfin magic and Vampirecraft, especially elfin magic. Elfin magic was all about the mind. Elves didn't use wands, as their magic core was in their hearts and minds. They would not have to say the words for a spell, but only think about what they wanted to happen, and if they possessed sufficient will and control, they would be able to do what they wanted. Within reasonable limits, of course.

Vampirecraft was a bit different from witchcraft, as their spells and curses varied and were intended to be invoked in the old vampire language. Vampires didn't need wands, just like elves, to conjure magic; they just spoke the words and thought hard on what it would do, and where, and to whom or what. Some of their spells were even invisible. To wizards, it might look like wandless magic, which it was to some extent.

Harry managed to conjure flames in his hands, and make a seed blossom. But when he tried to make water move around a plate, or make the air colder, he found it far more difficult.

"Don't worry, Harry. I didn't expect you to make it on the first try. Dark elves usually have better control over the fire and earth element than wind and water, which is the light elves' department. But with more training and a stronger grasp on your mental control, you will master them too. You'll just always be better at the dark elements."

Training room, the Validus manor

After a quick lunch, Harry went to learn the basics concerning becoming a Psychic vampire. Kay had joined them, but he'd be practicing by himself on more advanced techniques, since he already knew the basics.

They went into the same training room that Harry and Argus had used earlier for practice, and Argus told Harry to sit down in a chair facing him. Kay was at the other end of the room with a servant, doing his own exercises.

"You remember that Psychic vampires can manipulate chi and feed upon it to sate their hungers; to a certain extent, blood vampires also feed upon chi, since a great deal of this subtle energy is concentrated into the blood."

"What they do is to drain emotional energy from their prey without giving anything back. But you have to be careful because this can make the prey very tired, depressed, emotionally unbalanced, or worse, if too much is drained."

"Psychic vampirism encompasses the abilities to "absorb" empathic or psychic energy from nearby prey. That is what's so special about them, and what I shall try to teach you. Keep in mind, though, that it's very difficult, especially for a young vampire such as yourself."

"Now the interesting thing is that you're also half dark elf and it has been said that some of them possess a similar ability to absorb chi from another person, but it has yet to be proven, and the dark elves really aren't any help."

"The most difficult part of the absorbing, is to only drain positive energy from a victim. At first, you will most likely have problems and drain both positive and negative emotional energy, but that will work itself out over time. Your main goal is not to simply dispose of the negative and unwanted emotions in preference for emotions such as love and enjoyment, but to avoid draining away the negative energy at all."

"Of course, as with all things, there is an diversity in the kinds of wanted emotional energy which often varies depending on the vampire's own mentality."

"Many elder and strong vampires are quite successful in absorbing or taking psychic energies from their prey. This can occur through either verbal or physical energies that they receive during exchanges amongst those surrounding them. Being social is also very important if you want to improve your Psychic skills. By being a social creature, you can easily feed on those immediately around you."

Argus looked at Harry, who nodded his head, indicating that he had understood. He remembered it from the book anyway.

"Okay then, let's start with the theory of the psychic attack. Your goal is to attack a prey and drain its vital energy without its knowing. You stand some meters away from your prey and concentrate on his or hers chi."

"Concentrate on the blood that flows in the prey's veins; the way if goes moves from the heart and into the arms and legs, neck and head, fingers and toes. When you have your full mind set on it, try to lure it towards you. Imagine pulling it like a string towards you and let it melt into your own chi.

"It's easier at first to wound yourself slightly, opening up a vein to let the victim's chi melt more easily into your own. After a while, you won't need to do that anymore, but it's better if you do for now."

Harry nodded; it made sense.

"Shall we try?" Argus asked as he stood up from his chair.

"Oh, yes please, but Argus I was wondering about something…what do I feel when I have successfully drained a victim? And since I don't have the thirst, is it possible for me to drain a victim without absorbing the energy myself, since I can get ill if I have too much blood and psychic energy?"

"I'm glad you asked, Harry. When you drain someone, you will feel the same as when you drink blood. The only different is that you won't taste the blood; you will only feel its affect. That's why I prefer blood; I love the taste of blood a great deal. And you can indeed drain a victim without absorbing the energy yourself; you can just banish it, or even contain it in a bottle or something. But that will take just as much mental control as if you simply absorbed it, because you'd be directing it other places than into yourself."

Harry smirked. "Neat, and could I even direct the energy to others, even if I drain the victim of negative energy?"

Argus looked strangely at his young trainee. "Where do you come up with these ideas, Harry? And yes, I do believe it can be done, although I haven't tried it, or ever heard of anyone who has done it. Anyway, let's see how you do on your first try. Marco, come here."

A new servant came towards them and stood before his masters.

"Harry, I want you to bite him in the throat or arm, and draw blood. It's easier for you to concentrate on the chi while you're in direct contact with it."

Harry walked towards Marco and angled his neck for a better angle. His touch was gentle as he slowly licked along the servant's vein before biting down hard. Marco stiffened a bit, but didn't make a sound.

"Concentrate on the blood, Harry; try to feel the stream of chi in it."

Harry did as his mentor told him and tried to concentrate on the chi in Marco's blood. He thought he found it, but wasn't entirely sure, so he concentrated on it even harder. He imagined that he sucked the chi from the blood and into himself. It was a great feeling and Harry didn't stop, even as he heard Marco whimper and begin to cry silently, his mentor telling him several times to stop.

"Harry! STOP!" Argus tore Harry away from a weak and sobbing Marco.

Harry had drained too much of the servant's energy and had made him tired, depressed and emotionally unbalanced. Argus, Kay and the other servant helped Marco to lie down on the floor while Harry calmed down and watched.

"Why didn't you stop, Harry?" Argus asked his lightheaded trainee.

"I…well, I didn't know whether or not I was doing it correctly, so I just kept concentrating on what I thought might be the chi. I'm sorry, I know now what I'm supposed to look for, and I'll watch how much I drain next time. Forgive me, Marco," Harry explained to his mentor before addressing his victim, who nodded his head in acceptance of his apology.

"All right. Just as long as you don't do it again. We vampires with respect for ourselves don't drain our victims completely. Now, I think that was enough for today. By the way, very good work today, Harry. I honestly didn't expect you to succeed on your first try; you have excellent control over your own thoughts."

Dinning room, the Validus manor

"Harry, we're meeting the board of our Coven later. They would like to meet and speak with you, perhaps even do some small tests. I hope you don't mind. It's just that there hasn't been a vampire like yourself before in this Coven, and we are all quite interested in your differences from ourselves." Argus informed Harry as they sat eating dinner. Harry just nodded his head.

"That's no problem Argus. It's my duty as a member of the Coven to let you find the answers to your questions, if possible."

"Great. We leave immediately; right after we change into some clothes. I've asked your servant to bring you your Coven uniform. Every person in the Coven has to wear them when they meet the Primus, but I rather think you'll like yours," he smiled at the young hybrid seated across from him.

Harry's bedroom, the Validus manor

"Master Harry, I have brought you your uniform." Frederic stood proudly at the door, holding a tray of clothes for his master. There were no visible signs to indicate that he felt any differently towards Harry than he had yesterday, but Harry was a vampire after all. He could smell the nervousness and excitement coming from him. Frederic wasn't a vampire himself; none of the servants within the vampire world were. Vampires were not meant to serve others, as they were proud beings that wouldn't bow to anyone. Instead, most of the servants, especially in Validus manor, were muggles.

"Lovely," Harry smiled, taking the clothes Frederic handed him and starting to undress.

"What kind of person do you consider yourself to be, sweetheart? A black swan, a wannabe, a donor, or perhaps a white swan?" Harry asked his servant with a playful smile. Harry could feel Frederic's excitement and a little bit of lust rising as he redressed.

"A black swan, master; most of my friends are vampires."

"Ah, a black swan; I was hoping you would say that. A non-vampire lover or friend who does not feel the draw to become sanguine, but who is nevertheless favorably inclined towards vampires. They may or may not frequent vampire nightclubs and usually understand the vampire lifestyle. Isn't that right, love?"

Harry walked towards the mirror without waiting for Frederic's answer. The Coven uniform he was to wear was dark green. It was a special robe, tight fitting from the waist up, with a high collar. It flared at his hips and reached down to the floor, like a dress. The fabric was very light, which made it billow around Harry's legs when he moved. The sleeves were long, with a longer hem pointing towards his middle finger. Tiny black buttons had been added as the final touch to the uniform, going in a straight line from the collar down to the floor. Harry wore only a tight fitting top and black trousers underneath.

"How do I look, sweetheart?" Harry asked, still looking in the mirror.

"You look outlandish, master, but could…no, I'm sorry, sir...you look great."

Harry turned around to stare intently at his servant. "No, go ahead. You were saying something?" he put a small lilt in his tone, encouraging the man to go ahead and speak."

Frederic was steadily getting more nervous, but Harry could also sense his excitement rising, so he just waited patiently.

"Well, I…may I fix your hair for you, master? I'm somewhat of a hairdresser, you see, and…"

Harry gazed into the mirror at his reflection and decided that, yes, his hair could certainly use a hairdresser's touch. Judging by the formality of the uniform, he supposed that one should look as proper as possible, and his hair was currently a sweaty mess from his earlier training.

"Why, yes, thank you. I rather think it needs your talented touch. Come here, love, and make me beautiful."

Frederic walked over to where Harry stood looking into the mirror. Standing behind the raven-haired vampire-elf, he took a box of gel and poured some of it into his hands.

"You're already beautiful, master," Frederic said softly while he fixed Harry hair. Harry smirked at him and leaned back against the black swan's chest, closing his eyes. Frederic was forming his hair to lie in perfect Greek god curls around his face. He let himself forget his place once more and fondly stroked his master's neck and black hair.

Harry smiled charmingly at Frederic's reflection and turned around in his arms to kiss him softly on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you, Frederic. You truly have talented hands. I have to go now, to meet the governing body of the Coven. Have a bath ready for when I return?" he asked.

One of the corridors on the second floor, the Validus manor

Harry walked down the stairs and was met by his new family. Both Argus and Kay had uniforms in the same form as Harry's, but Kay's was dark blue and Argus' was blue with golden buttons, and they both wore the Validus coat of arms over their hearts.

"Now I feel left out. How come Kay got a different uniform than I did?" Harry pouted.

"Come on, Harry," Argus smiled. "I'll explain on the way there."

The Coven's meeting room, the Primus manor

They Apparated to the meeting place by vampire means, and Harry was informed that Argus was a Coven adviser. Since Kay was his true son, he was to bear their coat of arms and the same colour as him. All the different members of the Coven wore different colours. Harry's dark green one was for a newly turned vampire. Though Argus imagined he would get some new additions for his uniform in short order.

The Coven's meeting room was huge. It was a luxurious circle room of golden décor and white marble. The members of the board itself were sitting in a half circle in front of them, all 7 chairs equally tall and mighty, except for the one in the middle, where the Primus was seated. His chair was golden and proud, decorated with black satin, and his uniform was pure white. The Primus was the leader of the Coven; he had founded it and was the oldest member within the Coven itself. The board members' uniforms were light grey, with golden buttons and their coat of arms, like Argus' and the Primus'.

"Come forward, Argus of Validus, and bring with you your two boys," Primus ordered from his seat in the middle.

Argus walked forwards with Kay on his right and Harry on his left side.

"Young Kay Validus," Primus greeted with a nod.

"Primus," Kay returned the greeting with a respectful bow.

"And the young dark elf-vampire. The newest addition to the mighty Validus family, I presume?"

Harry made a half bow, half nod towards the oldest of the Coven. The graying man smiled slightly and beckoned for Harry to step forward. Harry glanced at Argus, who nodded his head, before he walked to stand in front of the seven chairs.

"Let me look at you, young man," the Primus murmured as he stood up. He walked slowly, showing his age, carefully placing his feet on in front of the other. Harry stood his place, his head raised.

"A beautiful boy you are. Harry was your name, wasn't it? Well, I have asked one of my dearest friends to join us today. He's a highly respected member of a group of dark elves who live in a cave system just north of Newcastle. He might help us answer some questions. Show yourself, please, Narcissus Genialis."

A tall, dark man stepped out from the shadows where the Primus had been staring only moments before. He nodded respectfully towards the older man.

"Greetings, Turnus, young Harry," he greeted them both, walking into the light and stepping towards them. You could easily see the difference between him and the vampires in the room. His skin was de-pigmented and appeared light and spotless. His hair was dark brown and reached down to his shoulders, and his eyes were of a dark brown colour with sparks of gold in them. His ears were elongated and pointy, and his cheek bones and jaw were very evident.

He possessed a great beauty that was nearly frightening, and yet very attractive, more so than the beauty the vampires possessed. Not every vampire was good looking; Harry could point out some of the board members as the less handsome guys. Yes, they were all men, not a female in sight.

The usual vampire could look old, young, thin, fat, dark, or light, although the vampires born from old vampire families tended to be more beautiful than the turned once.

The dark elf Narcissus walked towards an upright Harry and touched his face lightly. "Pointy ears, smooth pale porcelain skin, dark green eyes with a spark of gold in them, pure black hair, fine nails, full red lips and…sharp fangs. Those are no dark elf trait. I do believe you're right about him, Turnus," Narcissus commented to the older vampire before turning back to Harry. "I refused to believe it at first when you said you had a half vampire half dark elf in your Coven, but now…I'm delighted to conclude that young Harry is indeed a hybrid of both vampire and dark elf."

"Of course. That is what I said, Narcissus. One of my advisers, and young Harry's mentor, Mr. Validus, has a theory on how it happened. Please explain what you believe happened, Argus."

All the people in the room directed their attention to Argus, leaving Harry feeling relieved to have all that intense focus taken from him.

"Well, Harry was attacked by an unknown vampire and turned at the strike of twelve on his seventeenth birthday. However, as you know, that also happens to be the time in which a person bearing elfin blood comes into his or her inheritance. I believe one of Harry's parents carried the elfin blood, but not being magically strong enough to manifest it in themselves, they simply passed the genes onto him."

"Harry is, in fact, Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived; famous in the Wizarding world for killing the Dark Lord Voldemort. So he was magically powerful enough to change into an elf. He became a dark elf as a result of dabbling in, and being exposed to, the dark arts during the war. He killed many of his enemies, and received powers from Voldemort when the other wizard attempted to kill him the first time, when he was only one year old. Since the vampires and dark elves have a holy oath binding them, his body made it possible for him to become both."

"His sire died because he tasted the dark elfin blood in Harry and gave him his blood down to the last drop. I am now his mentor; we did the blood bond last night, and he goes now by the name of Harry Validus Potter."

"Fabulous. How is your need for blood, Harry?" The Primus asked.

"And your elfin magic?" Narcissus added eagerly.

For the first time, Harry spoke. His voice was strong and seductive, yet not so harsh as the elder elf's.

"I do not have the thirst, although I do enjoy a mouthful of blood once in a while. I need blood a couple of times a week to build up my strength. Blood makes me stronger magically, physically, and mentally. I'm also practicing my Psychic skills. I successfully drained a person today, but didn't know when to stop, causing me to drain too much. I also practiced my elfin magic today, and had successes in fire and earth magic, but not in wind and water."

Narcissus nodded his head, "Understandable; wind and water magic is more difficult for dark elves."

"This is all very interesting, but I think we should discuss this another time. Why don't you join the board for tea?" Primus addressed the Validus' and his elfin friend.

"We would be delighted, Primus," replied the eldest Validus and they all moved into a comfortably decorated room.

The dinning room, the Primus manor

"Please, gentlemen, sit! Servant, bring us the refreshments."

They all sat down by a long table and were brought refreshments in the form of small cakes and warm blood.

Everybody took each a piece of cake and praised them, for they tasted like heaven. Harry looked over at the only pure dark elf by the table and saw that he hadn't touched his cake, but he thought nothing of it as he took a reasonably big bite out of his.

"Good Hades, that's horrible," Harry choked, trying his best to avoid spitting the cake back out. It tasted horrible, like eating sugar and salt at the same time. Narcissus laughed loudly while the others looked strangely at them both.

"I could have told you that you wouldn't like that sweet stuff, but I wasn't sure if you had inherited that trait. We dark elves have a nonexistent sweet tooth; I'm sure you would find something spicier more pleasurable."

Harry wiped his mouth and mock glared at the elf. "How kind of you."

"Oh, I'm sorry, gentlemen. Would you like some salted nuts?" Primus asked, smiling in amusement at Harry.

"No, thank you, Primus. I think I'll stick to my blood," Harry replied respectfully.

"Oh, alright then. I'm sure you will bring your two delightful boys to my twins' birthday ball, Argus?" he asked, turning to the other vampire in the room. "But why not let them meet them first? They have all come into marriage age after all."

Okay……here, Harry freaked out, and he could tell that Kay wasn't totally comfortable with it either. Marriage, at his age? Harry wanted no such thing, though he had the feeling he wouldn't really have much say in that regard.

Narcissus wrinkled his nose and addressed his old friend. "You must remember, Turnus, that dark elves have soul mates. We do not just marry anyone; it must feel right."

Thank Hades…what soul mates? I'm doomed.

The Primus smiled at Harry and his friend, "Yes, I'm aware of that Narcissus, but keep in mind that Harry is half vampire and he may also find his soul mate amongst us vampires. Now, allow me to introduce you to my beautiful twin daughters…"

Two young ladies around 19 years of age came into the room. They were indeed beautiful, in their Victorian tight fitting blood red silk dresses, with their dark hair falling in waves down their back. Their bodies where lithe and tall, with nice curves and smooth skin.

"…Libys and Sybaris."

Harry was a very intelligent boy with a big vocabulary, but as he locked eyes with the Primus' twins, try as he might, only one word managed to stumble its way out of his mouth. "Fuck!"

"Harry!" the dress clad twins shrieked with joy and surprise before running across the room and jumping into his arms.

"Oh, Harry, why didn't you say you were from our Coven?" Sybaris chastised as she kissed his cheek.

"You were so sweet last night, leaving us a note and all," Libys announced loudly, much to Harry's continuing horror. While the twins were busy kissing and caressing him, Harry watched with worried eyes as their father came closer and closer…

I'm going to die! I fucked the Primus' beloved daughters. Oh god, what if I have to marry them now, vampire pride and all? But surely he doesn't know?

"Is this the young man you told me about?"

I'm screwed!

"Yes father, we were with him last night, he was fantastic……"

"……And sweet……"

"…and he even wrote us a note before he left, telling us how much he had enjoyed our company."

"You told your father?" Harry hissed into Libys' ear, horrified.

"Oh, yes, we tell him everything. Besides, father has always said that the best way to get to know a person is to sleep with them!"

This family is sick!

Harry looked with panicking eyes from the two girls in his arms, to see a shocked board member, an amused elf, a disbelieving mentor, a choking Kay, and finally a…smiling Primus?

"So, this is the famous charmer. I'm so pleased to know it was you, Harry. I can honestly say that I support a relationship between you three," He said, still smiling.

Harry was, for the first time since he had been turned, stunned speechless.

"I…"

The elf Narcissus cleared his throat. "Don't pressure him, Turnus. Remember what I said about soul mates."

"Oh, but it's possible to have two soul mates, right?" Primus asked, his tone playful.

"Well, yes, but…that's beside the point, Turnus!" The dark elf said hotly.

"Oh, all right, don't get yourself sweaty, it was just a statement. No pressure, right, Harry, my son?"

In the entrance hall, the Validus manor

"You fucked the Primus' twins?!"

Harry was being yelled at by his mentor in the Validus manor hallway.

"Oi, I honestly didn't know," Harry pleaded his innocence. "How was I supposed to know it was them? It's not like they wore signs or anything; if they had wanted me to know, they had plenty of opportunities to tell me!"

"Father, give him a break. He's half dark elf, after all, and you know full well that their appetite for sexual contract is far stronger than ours. Besides, I saw them too, though not up close, and didn't recognize them," Kay cut in. Harry gave him a grateful look as Argus just shook his head in exasperation, giving in.

"All right, I'll drop it for now. But no more sleeping with the children of member of the Coven's board!" the oldest Validus said as he walked away.

Kay looked evilly at Harry, who blinked. "What?"

"And no more sleeping with the servants!" he added, grinning. Harry looked shocked.

"Whatever are you talking about? I have done no such thing!" Harry denied with an arrogant tone of voice and quickly disappeared up the stairs.

Harry's bedroom, the Validus manor

"Frederic, love, is my vanilla bath still warm?" Harry asked, bouncing into his bedroom and already starting to undress.

"Yes, master, would you care for some refreshments, sir?" Frederic asked quietly.

Harry smirked evilly and lowered himself with a sigh of utter contentment into the warm water.

"Ah, yes, some white wine and salted nuts would be nice, and perhaps a massage if it's not too much of an imposition..."

TBC

AN: Well I'll be damned, this chapter went a bit out of hand. It wasn't meant to be this long. The original idea was to write about the meeting, and some short lines about clubbing with the twins and training. But then I just had to mention Frederic, I love that guy, he's so sweet and innocent. But then that turned out to a sex scene and such, and the clubbing scene also got out of hand. But I'm sure you're not complaining, longer chapter for you, more work for me. But I only used three days on it, isn't that a feat in itself?

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Flames of Crimson: Thank you. Draco dearest will not appear before Harry arrives at Hogwarts. And surely, you didn't really think I would tell you who Harry will turn (if he's going to turn someone, I haven't decided yet).

AJ586: Yes this will be a Harry/Draco fic, though Harry will be playing around for a bit at first :)

Blue-Angels-Wings, The Real Jackie-O: You will be able to read about Granger, Draco and Weasley's reactions to the new...things about Harry, but not now.

Dark Sun: Hey hey, the whole new name thing was a nice idea I might use it I need. Harry did indeed like Granger and Ron, but he wasn't overly glad in them, they annoyed him greatly sometimes. He won't hate them nor Dumbledore in this story, but that's just because they really haven't done anything against him. But he won't be their friend anymore, the have grown apart :)

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Kayasha: Heheh, no I'm sorry, but his 'family' will no came back before he leave I think, though I might change my mind. And you know how Dumbels is, he will just smile and act like he knew this would happen all along.

AN: I'm sure you are all wondering when the hell is she going to update next and which story. Well since I'm was so amazingly smart to start five stories at once I will have to write one chapter for each going by a list. And here is the list for which story that will be updated first.

1: The Grey Side, 2:Dark Child, 3: Black Sheep, 4: The New Trio,5: Changes.

But if you don't like this system let me know because I'm thinking about coming up with a new chapter system. It will work like this; the story with the most reviews pr chapter will be written and posted first and so on and so fort. So if you want this story to be updated quicker you will have to send me a review or two. So long folks.

An: If you like this story you're probably going to like some of my other stories, so I made long summary for each of them, read and enjoy: (To go read them, just click on my name on top of the page)

Black Sheep: Harry was spared by Voldemort when he came and killed his mother, Lily, James was at work and did always blame himself for his wife's death. Harry grows up with James and gets a new stepmother and a half sister, both which he don't like – thought he doesn't even like his father and his old school friends. Harry is the black sheep in the lights wizard family. He's a rebel and feels he doesn't fit in the perfect family Potter picture. When he's 11 he gets his Hogwarts letter and is delighter to know that his best friend got one too. When at school, Harry or Midnight as his friends calls him, was the leader of a group nick named the Feared Four. The ruled their school and was respected by all. When the two friends arrive at Hogwarts they meet with some familiar persons, some who are glad to see them, some who wished the ground with swallow them. When at Hogwarts, the Potter family hopes that Albus can to fix their son, and make him normal, but Harry has other plans. The Potters has been hiding away from the magical world and when the press discovers that the Boy Who Was Spared is attending Hogwarts, gets inside information about how the boy really is acting and who his is friends with, they draw conclusions about why he was spared. Why would the cruel dark lord spare just that one, what was so special about this boy. Dark!Harry

The GreySide Harry runs away from home and is saved from the muggle streets of London by Lucius Malfoy. When comfortably at home at the manor, the Malfoy's tells Harry about their side, the grey side, of the war. Harry is very interested in their way of thinking and decides to join them in the war. Harry becomes the Malfoy family's second son and don't bother to hind his friendliness with the Malfoy's. The newspapers have a field day and the wizard world is in shock. But someone is playing with Harry, trying to get his trust as a friend to keep him on the light side of the war. Draco feels something is wrong, but Harry won't see it. The cards are down but who will win the game? Slytherin!Harry

Dark Child: Voldemort goes to the Potters to steal their child away from the light. He had a vision about this child, he shall raise him to become the Child of Darkness. Harry lives with Voldemort knowing him as his father and wanting to do anything to please him. Harry is a cruel and powerful child. He is being taught in element magic by a elf and other subjects by his father and his Death Eaters. When his 14 Voldemort wants him to go to Hogwarts half as a spy half as a student. When Draco Malfoy sees the boy his father has told him about he craves to follow his every move, he can feel his power and importance, and he wants to please him just like he wants to please his father and the Dark Lord. Dark/Evil!Harry

The New Trio: Harry gets resorted into Slytherin and is marked as a dark wizards because of him new house. His old friends don't want to know of him anymore and talk badly about him to anyone whose interested. Harry befriends Draco Malfoy and the other Slytherins after some weeks, and finally feels at home. Dumbledore is also feeling bored and hosts a game show for the students, getting them to know each other better. Harry is fast losing his love for the old man and uses many hours cursing the man for his irritating ways of dealing with things. But there's something else lurking around. Because Harry has some strange marks on his body, Dumbledore informs him that he is Merlin's chosen one, a half god. He can talk to Merlin if he likes but Harry doesn't, so he just ignores it all. This isn't a good choice as Merlin gets angry and demands Harry to 'come' to him, something which he also refuse to do. This again makes Dumbledore angry hand he loses his cool one evening in the Great Hall. Slytherin!Harry

Changes VampireElf! Harry. Voldemort is dead and Hermione and Ron are spending their last years as transfer students. Harry will be all alone this year. And it doesn't help that his 'family' leaves him alone in England to pay the bills and get a job as they are on holiday. Harry gets a job in a gym though, and gets a good friend in Kay. As the two of them is out clubbing on his 17th birthday, Harry comes into his elf heredity, but a deadly mistake is made by a stranger he met. Harry becomes something special Half vampire half dark elf. He changes a lot and he loves the new him, he finally feels free. He's a real teaser and loves to flirt around with everybody he meets. After training to cope with the new developments he will go back to his last Year at Hogwarts where he will make Draco Malfoy wish he never knew anyone named Harry Potter. Though don't worry there is NO Draco bashing in my fics. .SeducingHarry

Wicked world: Harry Potter a 17 year old boy is confused; about his feelings and thoughts after a terrible betrayal of his friends and love once. Will he ever be the same, or is our hero lost in the darkness? One Shot, based on a dream of mine.