It had been three weeks since WuFei, Harry, and Zechs had come together and the relationship was taking its toll, Harry was smiling more, and laughing as he hadn't dared before, the two snakes were basking in the sun next to Trowa, the only one that hadn't had a freak out when they first showed themselves, they still hissed threats about Heero's gun when he passed that made Harry crack up and refuse to translate, saying they just didn't translate well, and that had been a shock in itself, Harry speaking to snakes.

At the moment Harry was on the swing, Zechs and WuFei taking turns pushing him, as they passed each other they would kiss and Harry would smile. But when Rasid called them in for lunch Harry wasn't ready to go in so the three of them stayed out while the others went in.

After a few minutes WuFei stopped Harry and tilted his head back to kiss him breathless, when Harry was released Zechs took possession of his mouth, and lifted Harry off the swing and over his shoulder heading to the house with WuFei dancing ahead as they trailed behind him.

Harry looked up, having that feeling of being watched.

A man was standing there, watching them and his eyes widened, the man pulled a wand out and threw a spell that Harry didn't recognize. Harry screamed as Zechs fell, Harry was on his feet instantly, stepping between the wizard and the house, with a feeling of Déjà Vu, Harry threw pure magic at the wizard, sending him flying, when the ten others showed Harry flung a Barrier behind him, all spells would end there, Harry didn't think about spells, curses, or jinxes, the magic sought and reacted to his will and that was all that he needed.

But Harry hadn't accounted for the Unforgivable Curses; it was WuFei's scream that made him whirl around, and saw his dark haired lover fall to the ground screaming and convulsing in pain, next to an unmoving Zechs.

"'FEI!" He shouted, making to run to his lover, but sturdy, thick and strong arms clamped around his upper arms, holding him fast, even as he struggled to free himself.

Harry managed to free his left arm and he reached for Zechs and WuFei, screaming out to them as he was appearated away, the scream lost as he vanished.

Harry cried out as he was thrown to the ground. He let out a sob, wondering if the others were safe, but if the wizards had been using Unfogivables then they might be hurt or worse, because Zechs hadn't moved after he had fallen.

"What the hell are you cryin' for, little wizard, we rescued you from those Muggles, you should be happy." One of the wizards said.

"You didn't rescue me, you kidnapped me." Harry snarled, glareing at the man.

"You should be with us, people who understand you."

"And what would you have me do, become a stud to help re-grow the numbers we lost in the war?" Harry asked. "Forget it; the Maglikans are better off dying out than to have them be as they are."

"You think you have a choice, little wizard, as a Mudblood you have no rights, none at all." He said seeming not to have heard Harry's war comment and him calling them Maglikans.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked carefully.

"World's changed since Potter died, Mudbloods are used to bring new blood in, they can't return to the Muggles, and a Pureblood must vouch for them; and the Pureblood has dibs on the first child."

"First child…" Harry whispered.

"When the Mudblood can bare a child or sire one, they do so with the Pureblood who vouched for them."

"And if they weren't vouched for?"

"They are treated as whores as are those unable to have children."

"That's horrible." Harry said feeling sick to his stomach.

"I found you, for a Mudblood you have a good grip on your magic," the man collected a set of handcuffs from a man who had just stepped in, "These will drain your magic; you won't be able to use it." The man said clamping the unconnected 'cuffs onto Harry's wrists.

Harry let loose a scream as the 'cuffs burned into his skin, and felt tears stream down his cheeks as he lost his connection to his magic.

Harry pulled his ringed hands to his chest, along with his knees and began to rock back and forth, head buried in the palms of his hands, sobbing.

"What's wrong with him?" Harry heard the question.

"Do I look like a Healer?"

"Well, get someone, I don't want him dying."

"The Healer assigned to Muggleborns is gone for a while, Granger is having that Weasley boy's kid."

Harry looked at them through his eyelashes, he had known Granger was pregnant when he left but for her to have been nearly to term, well, that was interesting.

It took seven days for the Healer to come and by then Harry was nearly gone form his own mind; he was empty, so empty; this was the longest he had gone without knowing how his lovers were okay, and his magic couldn't tell him, he couldn't feel the magic anymore. He hadn't had the strength to move in days, and he was close to willing himself dead, he held on for WuFei and Zechs, they must be looking for him, if they were even alive, a dark voice muttered inside his head.

Harry didn't object to the man, or anything, didn't open his eyes or scream as the man's hands ghosted over him, checking him over, must be the healer, Harry thought.

"I vouch for him." A voice came softly, it was distantly familiar, but Harry couldn't figure out where it was from, but it came from farther away then the man whose hands slid over him gently.

"You cannot." Another returned.

"I have surly earned a boon." What was he, chattel?

"Yes, but we need to boost our numbers." Or a Stud stallion?

"I will have him, you will not change that; I will see that he adds his genetics to the pool, but he will be in my care." Determination, well, that was new, and with that Harry lost his tenuous hold on semi-consciousness.

AN: Kudos to whoever can guess the identity of the Healer and the Voucher. But you're wrong on the Voucher. Teh-he. Oh, the dream was his Magic giving him warning him, his not a seer, but he uses Will Magics rather than spells, so in his unconcious state he willed himself to see the immediate dangers to him and his family. Understand? If not send your questions in a review and i will answer them as best I can, 'cause some of it even I don't know yet, and I'm The Author! They just never tell me anything, quite annoying really,... what? Oh... right...well, that's it then.