Naman's True One
"Chapter Three"
A.N. For those of you unclear of the timeline right now. Clark told his parents about Sageeth 6 months after finding out about it. Then a Year after finding out about it is when Harry meets Clark. May to May.
Three days after having learned about Naman and Sageeth, found Harry still at his house. He hadn't left since he'd been back. He conversed with Luna mostly through the two way mirrors he had made after finding the instructions in Grimmauld Place.
She pretty much told him that what this Joseph guy had said was the truth, and she couldn't say much more than what he was supposed to find out from the Kawatche or she'd get in trouble. She didn't tell him anything else on the matter.
Looking out his kitchen window, Harry was trying to see if he could tell if the Kent's were home, but the house was too far away for him to really see anything. Two days ago he'd gone to the hospital to see Clark, only to be told he'd been discharged after 24 hours. Working up the courage he decided it was now or never. He grabbed his black spring jacket and started the walk towards his new neighbor's house.
The sun was out and it actually made the may weather seem a little warmer. Warming his jacket as he walked. He was pretty sure someone could see him coming up the driveway or even when he was back by the mail box, but he kept going. Not wanting to chicken out now when he could see the front door.
As soon as he reached the porch he could just feel the homeliness of the place. Maybe this would have been what his home would have felt like had his parents survived. Knocking on the door he didn't have to wait long before it was opened by a Martha. Her red hair glistening in the sun as she smiled. "Oh, Harry! We were wondering where you'd gone off to. Why don't you come in?" She said before he could even say a word. This lady reminded him eerily of Mrs. Weasley.
"Uh, sure. Thank you" He said as he entered the house. From what he could see of the entry way the rest of the house felt just as warm. He suddenly felt severely home sick, but not for the land. He felt homesick for all the people he'd never get to see again who'd died in the war. Feeling tears come to his eyes Harry cleared his throat to get rid of the feeling. He couldn't cry here.
"Are you alright, dear?" Martha asked as she brought him further into the house. Stopping when she noticed his state.
"I'm fine." Harry said shaking his head. "Just-Just missing home."
Martha offered Harry a seat at the kitchen table, which he took. He could still see the sun from this part of the house. Almost as if the house was built to capture every aspect of it. "I bet. Smallville is a long way from England." Martha said as she took the seat across from him.
"Yea."
"What brought you all the way over here?" Martha asked in interest.
"Needed a change of scenery." Harry said simply
"Do your parents approve of you being over here on your own?" She asked. Trying to understand the boy her son will be getting to know.
At this Harry looked away. "I'm an emancipated minor. I own the house I live in. Plus, what's to be approved of when they spend their time in a cemetery."
Martha was shocked at his blunt demeanor all of a sudden. Apparently she'd hit a nerve. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't know."
"I'm sorry that was rude." Harry said barely interrupting the woman. "Where I'm from everyone knows who I am and everyone knows how and when my parents died. Never really had to tell anyone."
"Oh no dear it's fine." Martha assured the younger teen.
Before either of the two could say anything more, the front door opened to reveal a sweating Johnathon. His boots trudging through the kitchen with a clunk of each step. "Something smells good, Martha. What's for lunch?" He asked as he stepped further into the dining room where the two were seated. "Oh, hello Harry" He said as he stood behind Martha.
Harry couldn't help but feel like he was cornered. "Hi." Harry said softly. This was not turning out like he thought it would. He just wanted to see Clark.
"What can we do for you?" The man asked, putting his right hand on Martha's chair. A show of unity.
"I just came to see if Clark was alright." Harry said finally. Looking toward the table. This man was screaming defense. He never really had a strong confidence meter when it came to older men, most but Sirius and Remus scared the living daylights out of him. Angry men, he just couldn't do it.
"Clark's upstairs working on his homework, but we'll let you see him." Johnathon said looking towards Martha who just happened to meet his gaze. "But, one thing." He added now looking at Harry who was now peaking up. "Son, if you hurt him in any way. You won't be allowed back."
"Yes, sir" Harry said in agreement meekly. He honestly couldn't see himself hurting the boy who was laying in that hospital bed. Even when he wanted to hex Joseph he just couldn't fathom if somehow the hex went astray and got Clark.
"I'll go get him, for you then." Johnathon said as he began walking toward the stairs that could be seen behind the kitchen.
"It will be alright Harry" Martha said.
Harry could only nod.
When Clark heard that the kid they found was Sageeth was in the kitchen wanting to see him, he was actually really nervous.
Descending the stairs and stepping into the kitchen he saw his mom and a smaller kid he'd never in a million years think of being anything special. He must have been 5'4''. His midnight black hair was sticking up in all directions, but his eyes were the greenest green he'd ever seen a human being having. There was a cool lightning bolt scar on his forehead that stuck out in contrast to his pale white skin. He wondered how he got that scar. All in all, he looked like the average Joe. Obviously dressed in depressing colors, but average depressed Joe non the less.
"Hi! You must be Harry." Clark said as he approached the kid. Offering his hand to shake. "I'm Clark, nice to finally meet you."
Standing from his chair, Harry grabbed the offered hand. "Yes, I'm Harr-" As soon as their hands touched there was a flash of white light that emitted a pentagon with an S in it followed by a swift flash of black smoke that held a triangle a circle and a straight line all intertwined.
Three of the occupants were shocked at what had just happened, waiting for some sort of explanation. Until they noticed the look of pure bliss on Harry's face as he grabbed to Clark's hand. His eyes bled from green to blue and back again before Clark ripped his hand free from the strangely entranced teen whose legs collapsed from under him at the sheer force of energy that had filled him.
Looking down at his hand Clark saw it was somehow as pale as Harry, but slowly bleeding back to his tanned skin tone.
Johnathon rushed to Clark "Are you alright, what happened?" He asked in concern.
"Yea, I didn't feel a thing." Clark said as he glanced toward the teen now laying on the floor just staring blankly at the bottom of the table.
"Let's get him off the floor" Johnathon said as he moved Clark out of the way. "Son, don't touch him from now on." He added as he scooped the tiny teen off the floor.
"Should we call Joseph?" Martha asked as she watch her husband deposit Harry onto the couch. Covering him with a blanket.
"Probably" Johnathon said as he ushered the two out of the room to go call their Native friend.
A.N. I have never in my entire fanfiction career update three 1,000+ word chapters in roughly 24 hours. This story is all I can think about. I have whats called MDD. Maladaptive Daydreaming. This is how I came up with this plot. And this plot is taking over my entire life right now. Please post villains you want to see Clark and Harry fight eventually. This is in season 4 right now I think. So Lois is coming soon. I am going to have so much fun with her. I love Lois and am a lovely fan of CLOIS but in anything concerning Harry Potter, Harry comes first.
And I have yet to decide if this is a Slash. As of right now it's just a friend relationship they have, Harry needs to heal before he can do anything. I don't know if it will go further. Send me a Review about whether you want Slash Clark / Harry and about what villains to face. I don't care about going according to cannon. If you want Bizzaro in season 4 then say you want Bizzaro I'll find a way.
