Crescent Overture

By: ChaosDragon013
Genre: Angst/Romance
Paring: Harry/Remus
Summary: It is time for the wolves' first year at a human magic school. Will they survive? Will the school survive? Sequel to Apogee Prelude.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, I just use them for my own sick pleasure ^_^
Warnings: Yaoiy goodness, AU, Dark Harry

Part: 6/?

Azrael soared past them and towards the Slytherin dorms. Zeer watched, and then a flash of understanding and he was off. Remus didn't follow, instead going right for lunch, and dragged Draco with him.

"What was that about?" Draco saw Remus set aside some of the food for Zeer. "I mean, he's been acting rather odd."

"Well, that's how Zeer deals with nerves. What do we have next?" Remus looked at his schedule. "History of magic? Isn't that the one Marcus was saying no one pays attention to? He called it the sleep-aid class." Looking at the food, he glanced at Draco. "Do you think he'd notice if Zeer ate in class?"

"Doubt it." Draco smiled. "I don't think he'd notice if we started dancing and singing in his class. Not that I plan to. But noting will really stop him from lecturing. Hell, even his own death didn't stop him."

The two headed to the class. They meet up with Zeer. Remus and Draco handed him the food they had brought him, and he smiled in thanks. They entered the class and sat down. Binns floated through the chalkboard and began to lecture. Zeer ate all the food and then began playing with scraps of paper. Draco snored quietly. However, there were two students paying close attention. Remus was writing notes, knowing that soon Zeer and Draco would be begging for them. He let out a sadistic little snigger and Zeer looked up from the little paper ball army he was forming and looked at Remus with a raised eyebrow. Remus was still sniggering evilly, and so Zeer shook his head and turned back to his army, while Remus and a Ravenclaw girl took notes and the rest of the class slept.

After classes Zeer ran out of the school and headed right towards the lake. Remus and Draco followed, though Zeer was unaware of it. He had found a cave near the lake and went in it. |I am here|

A soft beat of wings and Azreal came out holding the mutilated body of Medusa. |Zeer|

Tears were in his eyes. |Medusa, why? I might have healed you if I stayed, so why?|

Outside of Zeer's sight was Draco and Remus. Remus was quite use to Harry speaking with snakes, but he could sense the blood coming form Medusa. She was an old and wise snake, and had been a guardian of Zeer. He had talked with her about problems, and she had taught him many things. He always did just as she said, no matter what it was. And Remus knew that it was Medusa Azrael had been carrying in his talons, and Medusa had instructed Zeer to leave her.

Draco was just staring at Zeer. It was known that wizards who could speak parseltongue were evil. Voldemort had been one. If the wizarding world found out they would lynch him. And there was something else. It was just one thought, floating through his mind that there was something that needed to be kept secret. Draco was just staring at Zeer. He knew that in that instant he wanted nothing more to ensure his friends secret.

|Zeer. You must grow young one. You must be strong and you imust/i win. Do this for me?| Zeer nodded, unable to speak. |Zeer. I leave you with my last shred of self.| Zeer held the old snake close as her eyes closed and breathing shallowed. He knew she would not last much longer. |I am . . . old. Take care of the . . . hatchling.|

Night was falling when Medusa died. Dinner was underway, and Zeer told the two to go ahead, that he would follow. As soon as they were out of sight he dug a shallow grave. |Marama, Khons, I know it is not your way, but please watch over her soul. She was like a mother to me, and I miss her.| His arm felt a warmth and he saw a blue flame enveloping it. Touching Medusa's still form, he held back the tears as the flames burnt her body into the finest ashes. Still burning, the ashes became a glistening gem that seemed to burn within.

Zeer placed it in the hole and buried it, covering it with a stone and bowing his head. Calling to Azrael, he saw he was protecting a small egg. Taking the egg carefully, Zeer left the cave, heading back into the castle.

TBC

AN: I have started rewriting Apogee. Take a look and leave me some feedback on whether I should continue or not.