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Warnings: um, Adrian starts reacting to Harry. (grins) And you readers find out why my friends call me weird this chapter was written after reading several reviews ( 18- 25 reviews!) and was mostly written under the influence of potato chips and Iced Tea. GO ICED TEA! YAY!
Destiny Awaits:
Chapter Eight: Information, Changes, and Raid part 1.
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Last Time:
"Looks like all those games of Twister finally came in handy huh?" she chirped. He looked at her disbelievingly, then smirked slowly.
"No, those positions were ones I use in bed," he replied, looking completely serious. The adults stared at him wide-eyed. Adrian blinked and covered his face, his shoulders shaking. All of a sudden, Adrian, Syriana, Lorraine, and Tamathias burst out laughing, tears actually falling. The adults just looked at each other bemusedly.
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After everything was sorted out, including informing Remus about what had transpired, an emotional werewolf nearly suffocating Harry, several dark mutters from, guess who, our favorite Potions Master (and just for the record, Sevvie glared at me for the previous comment) happy wails from the following: Molly, Hermione, Ginny, Tonks, and some other random Order Members (not all of them female :P) as well as more suffocating Harry, Adrian FINALLY managed to introduce his friends.
"Oh welcome dears! Oh my, you three are so thin, I'll go and make some food." Molly rushed off, of course, to the kitchens. The Order Members mumbled their greetings then left (why? Because I have no more use for them). Remus shook their hands firmly, his lips twitching faintly. Syriana looked around the room with a pinched face, looking disgusted at some…artifacts. Lorraine was looking around curiously, a maniacal gleam shining in her eye. Adrian, catching the looks, immediately groaned and shook his head. The predators (1), sensing weakness, zeroed in on him and shared evil grins. Noting his Incubus friend had not yet noticed, the young Snape edged behind him, using him like a shield. Tamathias, in an intriguing discussion with Remus barely looked up. Yet it was enough.
"No way." He stepped to the side, leaving Adrian to the mercy of the fanatical women.
"Adrian, we are very-" Syriana started stalking.
"Very disappointed." Lorraine moved in for the kill. When he moved to flee, both snatched an arm and securely held on. Adrian, groaning, hung his head dejectedly.
"Mr. Lupin, are you the owner of this, err, home?" the silver-haired woman asked sweetly. The old werewolf blinked, then nodded slowly. "May we have permission to, err, fix up the place?" Remus looked thoughtful, starting to grin faintly.
"Of course, we've been trying to clean it up, we've only now managed to clean out most of the infestations and the darker artifacts." Both their eyes lit up, while Adrian groaned softly again.
"Can we also do some remodeling?" Lorraine asked, excited. His grin widened slightly.
"Certainly, but I would like to see your plans first though."
"No problem!"
"That's good!"
"We're fine!"
"Wonderful!" they chattered, still holding their captive. Adrian mouthed to the three students, "help" making them giggle.
"What does remodeling and "fixing up this house" have to do with my son?" Severus sneered faintly. The female Arcani looked at each other warily, not trusting the dark professor.
"We need him to make the potions, to get our desired paint colors." Syriana chirped.
"And we wouldn't trust any other potions, and the Muggle way is too unreliable, plus Shadow (hint, hint) here can whip them up in his sleep if he didn't drag it out forever," Lorraine chimed. It was silent for a moment before Remus sat heavily on a chair.
"He's Shadow?" he murmured, eyes wide. Harry frowned before he remembered a previous conversation:
"Okay, well, you asked why I looked so young again," he started, "there's a potion, a newly invented one, that actually helps more than Wolfsbane. I managed to get a hold of some and lo and behold, here I am. It tastes worse, but I only have to take it once in my lifetime. It helps with the transformations, the aging process. It truly is a miracle potion."
"Wow," Harry murmured, curled up into him. Remus hesitated a moment before pressing a fatherly kiss to his head. Harry sighed in contentment and snuggled into him.
"Yes, the creator goes under a penname, Shadow, I believe, rumors have it that he went to Arcane…"
Harry's eyes widened as he realized that the one who had helped his godfather, had been living with them, and they were none the wiser. Hermione and Ginny seemed to realize the implications, gasping with surprise and delight.
"You created the permanent Wolfsbane?" Hermione squeaked, staring at him in awe. Adrian, realizing something was happening, lifted his head up and nodded, his brows furrowed as he took in the stunned looks on everyone's faces. A blur dashing towards him was his only warning, before he found himself laying on the floor with Harry glomping him.
"Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" he repeated, burying his face into Adrian's chest (CUDDLES!). Adrian, blinking and in shock, stared at the ceiling before he realized his bum was a bit sore, and Harry was straddling him, completely entwined with his own limbs. Slowly, as everyone watched, amused and NOT hiding it, his face went from pale to lightly pink to dark pink to light red and then to a bright tomato red, rivaling Ron's hair. From his neck up, his skin was flushed. Snickers started, and Adrian could acutely hear them, whilst the boy on him did not, too busy chanting over and over again.
"Um, Harry?" he squeaked meekly, as the adults tried desperately to smother their snickers. "Harry?" He blushed brighter when Harry shifted. Now, Adrian was a bisexual, he found both male and female figures appealing, and since his body was still a hormonal teenager's, he had very little control over his hormones. Harry was in fact quiet attractive, especially wearing some stylish clothes of Tamathias's which actually FIT him. So, let's see, an attractive teenager straddling another very hormonal teenager, and incidentally wiggling against him…now Adrian has a LITTLE problem on his hands, or should it be said, in his pants. And it's not so, err, on with the story. Shit, shit, shit, if I get Harry off, then the whole room will see my "problem" but I know Harry is a virgin, his scent is clear, and nice, and pleasant smel-NO! Do not think like that, um, Master Eldon in a tutu, no, Father in a tutu? Ergh! Dumbledore in a thong? Shit, stupid inheritance! I can't will it away! "Tama!" he hissed, since Harry obviously couldn't hear him. Sweat broke out on Adrian's forehead, if Harry shifted again, he'd most assuredly come in contact with his problem.
"Poor Adrian," Tama chortled softly, but he peeled Harry off him, and gave him the few seconds of cover to prevent the others from spotting it. In those few seconds, Adrian was up and out the door, running as fast as he could to either his room, or the bathroom, whichever was closest.
"Huh?" Harry blinked innocently, not understanding why Adrian had run away from him. The adults looked rather confused as well. Tama chuckled, plopped Harry on a chair and winked sexily at the girls. They blinked before giggling and slight blushes appeared on their cheeks.
"Where is Adrian going?" Dumbledore asked, disturbed. Tama snorted, trying to remain mature in this odd situation.
"Adrian is bisexual." he stated, hoping that would clear it up. The girls leaned against each other, trying to catch their breath. Hermione blinked then went "oh", her eyes widening into saucer shapes. She whispered into Ginny's ear when the younger girl looked at her questioningly. Her eyes lit up and she too started giggling.
"So what," Severus hissed, "are you upset with his preferences?"
"Oh no," Syriana giggled.
"You are aware that his body is that of a hormonal teenager, and a male's no less, correct?" Tama asked warily, his lips twitching. Severus's eyes narrowed before widening, a faint flush appearing on his cheeks. The others were still looking clueless.
"Oh for crying out loud!" Lorraine chortled, "He went to wank off! Ejaculate! Use his trusty right hand! Find release!" she fell to the ground, hysterical. Shock was on every face, except for Remus's. His face was buried in his hands, his shoulders shaking. He had immediately smelled the arousal coming off Adrian, and was just as amused at the boy's slightly frantic attempts to escape the room. Even those who had figured it out were in shock, not expecting her to outright discuss it. Harry, eyes wide, sat stock-still, his mind repeating one statement: he had aroused Adrian. HIM, no one else. Slowly, a faint smile flickered at his lips, his eyes darkening faintly. Remus noted the change, grinning to himself. Harry and Adrian's minds may not yet made the connection, but their bodies certainly had.
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No one had time to be embarrassed around him for long; Molly was rushing about trying to collect last minute supplies since school would be starting in less than a month. The Arcani girls were plotting and eventually completed their plans. They had made a perfect replica of Grimmauld, and tersely ordered everyone out as they redecorated. Under protest, the girls reluctantly told them that the house would be finished in less than ten minutes, but every living being had to be out of it, else they could be killed. So Molly took the students to the Burrow for a while, the teachers returned to Hogwarts, and the Order was told to stay away for a while. Remus and Padfoot waited outside before re-entering once it was complete.
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Harry shivered, anxious to return and see how Adrian had fixed the house up. When he walked in, he was immediately stunned. Instead of a dark hallway, there was a nicely made parlor, warm comforting sofas and loveseats placed beside charming little end tables. A little lamp was on each of the tables, and a few books were in the shelves under the tabletops. If someone wanted to read a book, they could in comfort. The walls shifted between light and dark blues, even a few swirls, and the ceiling was like the sky on a sunny day with wispy clouds. Tiles a mixture of blue and green lined the floor. Three doors left the room, the doors nearly blending perfectly with the walls.
Harry peeked into each door. The one on his left went into the newly arranged library, dust free and organized carefully. A few chairs were positioned around a fireplace and coffee table, while bookshelves lined the walls. From what he could see, the walls were a pleasant dark blue with white border, the chairs matching the walls, unlike in the parlor when the sofas and loveseats were dark red and the floor was thick crème colored carpet. Another door branched from the library, but turned out to just be a bathroom, large enough for the tub inside to be like a swimming pool, it was decorated in silver and white.
The center room led into a dining room, with a spiral staircase in one corner and two other bathrooms, one for the ladies, one for the men, decorated like the other one. The table in the dining room was large, with comfortable chairs around it. The walls were a golden color that swirled with hints of a silver sheen. The floor was simplistic, wooden strips forming a wooden-like tiled floor. Beyond the dining room, was the kitchen, white and yellow, cheerful and warm. A window with a ledge into the dining room would make it easier to put the food and utensils out.
Backing out of the dining room, he entered the last door. The hard floor was covered in slate-gray tiles, several other bookshelves filled with different artifacts and dangerous-looking books lined the silver walls, another bathroom branching off. A staircase led down from one side of the room to the basement. Peeking down there, he noted it was transformed into a large potions lab, several locked cabinets labeled with Potions Ingredients or Potions Supplies. One side was lined with steel counters, obviously for the preparation of the ingredients, whilst the other side held several nooks and spots for various sized cauldrons. The walls were also shimmering silver, but also seemed to glow so no candles were needed. The same slate-gray tiles covered the floor down there as well. Before he could go down and take a closer peek, Severus appeared, carrying several ingredients and, spotting him peering down, snapped the door shut.
Feeling dejected only a moment or two, he quickly left to explore the upstairs now. Climbing the stairs, the first thing he noted was the thick dark blue carpet. He actually sunk in a few inches, when he stepped onto it. Next, he found himself in a slight living room style. Against one wall were a white couch, two matching armchairs, and a light brown coffee table. The walls were a brown-bronze mix, reflective of the light, as were all the other walls. Along the other walls were oak doors, with either a name engraved on the wood, the word "Bathroom," or the word "Unoccupied."
Finding his room, he slipped in, blinking in awe. His room was magnificent, a large four-poster bed with a canopy, dark blue and dark green were the main colors, with hints of white, black, gold and silver. Dark blue covered his walls, while dark green flickered on the edges, leaves painted delicately with gold veins. A matching dresser was beside the door, his trunk at the end of his bed, a walk-in closet that was barely visible when closed, and an intricate wooden stand with a dish for food and water, for Hedwig obviously. He also had a large window, which spilled light in through the transparent white curtains. His bed sheets were silver with a black comforter, and delicate silver curtains hung around his bed. A bookshelf was placed by his dresser, filled with his schoolbooks as well as some others. Touching the covers, he read each title, curious. Most were different magical areas he had never heard of, some were even dark arts, but they didn't really shock him. Attached to the bookshelf, under a book, was a note from Adrian, telling him to start reading some of the books for training.
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Adrian grumbled softly, relaxing in his room now that the girls were satisfied with the house's appearance. His body ached, since the girls made him use most of his magical reserves into remodeling the ENTIRE house. Not to mention his birthday was inching closer. In only a few days he'd transform and be able to finally find his mate. Relaxing deep into his thick and fluffy covers, he let his eyes drift closed as he curled into a loose ball. Sniffing his covers idly, he slowly drifted into sleep, content for a little nap.
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Severus frowned as he untied the letter from an impatient owl. When he was done, the owl nipped his finger and flew off, probably to hunt. Opening the letter, his eyes immediately were drawn to the dark mark pressed into wax at the bottom of the parchment. Reading carefully, he got some Firewhiskey before settling back down. He knew that Voldemort would do this, but he hadn't expected so soon. The letter basically said the next time he was called, that Adrian be brought too. Fortunately, Adrian had refused to accept the Dark Mark, or any mark Voldemort had chosen, he was quite determined to not allow any markings be placed on his body. It was quite intriguing, especially since he wore his Arcane mark proudly on his left cheek, moving it to the back of his neck while in his female form. Adrian had been tight-lipped however, only letting a hint through: no marks until after he found his mate.
Voldemort wasn't exactly pleased but ceased his arguments. Which was another thing: after they had returned from Arcane, Severus had been Summoned twice, and both times he seemed, different. He usually let his mind drift from a meeting, only during mundane reports of course, and often seemed lost in thought and contemplating something. While he was often cruel before, even while he was friendly with his Death Eaters, now he seemed to be waking and becoming more involved, such as asking questions about their lives and families, and remembering the conversations and information he got. At first the Death Eaters were wary, wondering what had happened, but soon became grateful. Their failing reports started to dwindle, only every now and then would one fail…
His eyes narrowed slightly, one Death Eater seemed to continuously fail, not appearing to fail every mission he was given, but to the trained eye of the Potion and Spy Master, it was clear they might have a leak. Glancing at the letter again, he smirked as he seriously began truly joining a side in this war. When before he walked the fine line between the two, Dumbledore and Voldemort both fighting to have him on their side, he now decided to take the one step needed to cross it.
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Remus sighed happily; things were working just as Tetras had said they would. The mysterious woman, who had helped him and Padfoot, had spoken to him about the different possibilities ahead of them. He had trusted her, simply because she brought Sirius back to him and Harry, but now, he trusted her even more. She had told him to be gentle with his godson, that he was experiencing changes and may make some decisions they wouldn't have approved of, but to keep an open-mind and be supportive. She had been right, he had immediately noticed the second he laid eyes on his cub.
Harry's aura, and yes he could see them, though not very easily, Harry's aura was heavy with power and a flicker of darkness. Now Dumbledore would claim that darkness was from Voldemort, but he knew the truth. While a soul could become darkened and be filled with darkness, an aura was much harder to, for lack of a better word, be corrupted. There was only a one in fifty chance for an external force to corrupt an aura such as Harry's, and while the boy does seem to be above the rules and laws of the world, the darkness was not spreading as most would think. If his aura had been contaminated, it would have immediately engulfed the rest of him, but instead, this darkness was wrapped around his core, actually releasing his powers at an accelerated speed.
"Oh Harry," he smiled faintly, "what magic have you wrought?" He mused to himself as Padfoot lay sleeping on his feet. His specialty wasn't studying auras, but rather bonds. Had he not been bitten, he would have made an incredibly talented curse-breaker for Gringotts. He had sensed the bond between Harry and Voldemort, when he was a teacher in Harry's third year, and became confused. It was slightly twisted, parts of it looking like one type of bond, other parts looking like a completely opposite bond, and other traits of difficult bonds. But Harry had another bond, one he realized with a wolfish grin, which was attached to Adrian. Harry and Adrian's bond was slightly less complex as his and Voldemort's, though both bonds had become twisted, not bad, just more complicated. He imagined them to be like a piece of string, each individual strand was a different type of bond, the outer bonds, and more obvious, hiding the subtler and thinner ones. He worked on unraveling the bond, seeing the different traits and connecting them to the symptoms Harry had from his scar.
He grinned suddenly, laughing deeply as he took a closer look at all three's bond. The two bonds connecting Harry to the other two men apparently made a bond form between them too. "Oh Harry, why can't you EVER be normal?" he asked the silent room amusedly. "This is going to be fun, right Padfoot?" The grim-like dog growled in his sleep, shifting so Remus could rub his belly with his foot. "And Harry swore to stay with Adrian, to join him in whatever side he chooses." Remus pulled a parchment, quill, and ink over, carefully writing out a letter as he rubbed Padfoot's belly. "We swore to you, that we'd stay with Harry, Tetras, and now we are. Our loyalty is to Harry, not the Light, not the Order, not Dumbledore, not even to you: Lily and James. It's time, Harry realizes that."
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Severus hissed when his arm burned, immediately striding up the stairs, thankful to have already been at Grimmauld Place. Moving to his son's room, he slipped in and shook his shoulder. Adrian immediately was up, sitting up with a frown, his eyes blinking rapidly as he tried to wake up.
"Come, the Dark Lord wants both of us." He murmured, waiting patiently as his son slipped out of his bed. Muttering a spell and waving his wand, his pajamas, a pair of sweatpants and a tank top, transfigured into black cargo pants and a tight long-sleeved shirt. A robe was quickly pulled on, the hood also coming up, as he tugged on his boots. The two embraced tightly, Severus Apparating them to Voldemort. Stumbling away, Adrian tried to lock his shaking limbs. He was still exhausted from remodeling the house, and was currently cursing Bliss and Terror mentally.
Stable again, he followed his father down the hall, pulling up on a cloth to cover his lower face and nose as well as pulling on a half-mask. The mask covered his forehead, eyes, and down to his nose, the sides moving farther to curl beside his mouth. It was simple, made of a platinum metal, and hid all of his features. Even as he walked beside his father, who was watching his every move, he shifted fluidly into his female form, Zeke. Not much difference between the two except Zeke was thinner and shorter. The two members of the Snape line entered the assembly room, bowing to Voldemort respectfully. Zeke bowed halfway, not falling to her knees. Her eyes glowed behind her mask as she waited patiently for him to explain.
"The mask suits you Zeke," Voldemort complimented, waving for her to stand beside her father. She bowed slightly again and moved to his right. Severus placed a hand on her shoulder, waiting patiently. "I have disturbing news, my followers. The Ministry is preparing for our attacks, and as such have been training newer Aurors very quickly. These recruits do not stand a chance against you. While we too have younger members, they have also been training under more tiring and demanding exercises than the Auror recruit, so we are still stronger. Nevertheless, they have posted more Aurors in Diagon Alley, and sources lead me to believe the Ministry is attempting to transport important files through them. These files are laws that are being created, to persecute against our allies, as well as those who have magical beings in their bloodlines.
"I have already sent our infiltration unit down there. The rest of us will attack various parts of the Wizarding Community, Diagon Alley, Knockturn Ally, the Ministry of Magic, and the Daily Prophet. These are merely distractions as the infiltration unit steals those documents. Our younger members, though strong and trained, lack experience, thus they shall be part of the diversions. They will remain close to their elders, but should any area overcome their shock and manage to regroup, Portkey and Apparate immediately back. Once the documents have been taken, the Mark will burn, that is the symbol to return. Is that clear?"
"Yes sir!" the Death Eaters stated.
"Excellent," he broke the Death Eaters into groups to attack the different locations, Severus, Zeke, Lucius, and Draco in the group to distract Diagon Alley.
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-Tamathias walks in, smirking.-
Tama: Hello readers, Shadwyen is currently busy getting ready to get some sleep, she has to wake up tomorrow at 2 in the morning to go fishing on Lake Michigan. However she did slave over this chapter for two days straight, mostly because of your reviews, and decided she wanted to post this before she left. She won't be able to get on the computer at all the rest of the weekend, plus classes are starting on Monday for her. So she popped out this chapter for all of you, because she'll be busy with collage work now. But I'll reply to the reviews this chapter.
-Shadwyen comes in, clutching her Monster Book, pouting- I like thunderstorms, but NOT WHEN I WANNA GO FISHING! -pouts some more- I'm back, but I don't getta go fishing, so I will be on during the weekend.
Thanks to:
Aamaya: Yes! -hugs reviewer- Another repetitive reviewer! Another update, and only eight days between! Hurrah! Um, yes Harry's going to be shy and innocent, relatively, but no he's not going to be completely naive. I like it when he's cutely innocent, his blushes are so adorable! Nah, he won't be too innocent, especially not with Adrian and Voldie as his lovers.
DebsTheSnapeFan: Hi again! I updated! -smiles cheekily-
trixedivel21: Glad ya like it, welcome to my story.
Branwen777: You're back! I'm happy! It really is a good story, I absolutely love her work. Oh, and there's another story I think you'd like to check out: Possession by Jade Tatsu I believe is the author. It's a good story, like Abandon, except it's darker, and Harry ends up going to the Dark side, freaks out the Death Eaters in the middle of the Rebellion, when he sits on Voldie's throne. But if you want to know more you gotta read it. It too is rather long, and has a just as good sequel.
AnnF: I love it when people write interesting for a review, thank you very much. -smirks-
Dark-lil-devil: I really appreciate it, I will only write so long as I enjoy it, for your records. Your review certainly helped me get this chapter out so soon, usually I have wait at least a week and a half for inspiration but not this one!
misswarchan: I like your name, do you bring destruction and chaos everywhere you go? Thank you very much for the review, and as for my book: It really is called the Monster Manual, it's a Dungeons & Dragons roleplaying game book. I haven't found an author on it, but it does say Core Rules III on the bottom, there's an eyeball in the center, a Dragon's I think, and it looks like it has hinges and an intricate lock on the covers. My book! -huggles it- I also have the hard-covered version of it, so I don't know if there's a paperback out or not.
Tama: Yeah, she loves that book so much she nearly had a heart attack when she couldn't find it to reply to your review.
Shadwyen: -hits his back, since she's too short to whap his head- That's not funny. And I thought I lost it. T.T
Tama: Maybe you should clean up those dirty clothes in the corner of your room then? Since it was under there, along with your Roleplaying character sheets and notes?
Shadwyen: You're so MEAN!-dashes away, clutching her book-
Tama: -shakes his head- What do you expect, when she stayed up past 1 in the morning on one day, and worked on the story for the rest of the second day, with only Iced Tea and Potato chips keeping you going?
Voldie: -comes in- Please don't tell me she had iced tea, you KNOW how she gets when she has iced tea. -begging-
Tama: -shrugs- She had iced tea.
Voldie: NOOOOOOOOOO!
-hear random characters from books, anime, manga, TV shows, and others screaming and running away from Shadwyen.-
Voldie: Never give Shadwyen Iced Tea, NEVER. It's like giving pure sugar to a three year old, let alone a slash-loving authoress who gets her kicks off of torturing characters.
Chapter Eight is COMPLETE!
Random Character: AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!