Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Star Trek or Harry Potter. They belong to J.J Abrams, Gene Roddenberry and J.K Rowling.

Warnings: Slash (male/male pairings), threesome, AU, violence, language, angst, character deaths, psychological/anxiety disorders, sexual situations, etc.

Pairings: Spock/Harry/Kirk, hints of Sulu/Chekov and Scotty/Uhura

105. Sarek

Harry had been expecting it for a while now, since he first became serious about Spock and so he wasn't surprised when Sarek requested speaking with him in private. It was easy to see Spock was apprehensive if you knew where to look. He had reacted the same way when Sarek pulled Jim aside, but Harry wasn't worried. Jim came back relatively chipper and it wasn't like Harry had anything to hide. He loved Spock and Sarek was his father, so Harry would be honest with him. He deserved to know.

New Vulcan was rather beautiful for a desert planet, the sands a mix of burning reds and browns while plateaus and mountains rose to meet the sky. It was desolate and quiet, it was breath taking. The pair walked down a pathway leading from the house, both relatively calm and quiet as Harry waited for the questions.

"I assume you have spoken in detail with Spock as to what is required of the bond mate of a Vulcan and how a bond differentiates from a human marriage," Sarek commented. Harry nodded, "We have sir. I understand what is needed of me and the situation I'm placing myself in."

"And you've spoken of the Pon Farr."

"Yes although Spock was hesitant to explain in detail. But Jim and I appealed to his logical side stating that it would be best for us to know the details so that we'll be better prepared. If we don't know what the correct form of conduct is during that time, it could lead to dire consequences."

"Indeed, you are correct."

"Anything else you need to know Ambassador?" Harry questioned.

"Spock has told me of you but the details of your past are somewhat… lacking. He explained that your past was a sensitive subject for you and that he would not betray your trust by revealing it to me. I understand his reasoning, but I find myself cautious of bonding my son to a man who holds secrets," Sarek explained staring into the wizard's eyes. Harry fought down his amusement knowing that he had to be serious if he wished for Sarek to accept him and trust that his feelings for Spock were genuine.

"I realize why you doubt me, I don't blame you for your caution. Originally I was going to let Spock tell you my secrets once we became engaged but then I stopped him. Not because I don't trust you or out of fear, but because I wanted to be the one to tell you myself," Harry remarked turning toward a scraggly brush nearby. Reaching out he carefully snapped one of the branches and turned back to Sarek.

"What I'm about to show you must not be revealed to anyone without my permission. You are Vulcan, I trust that you understand the need for security and privacy," Harry explained. Sarek nodded raising an eyebrow in slight curiosity. Holding out the branch, Harry focused on it and felt his magic trickle out. With ease he transfigured the stick into a pencil then into a butterfly which remained settled in his hand, seemingly content. Sarek's eyebrow rose higher and there was the faintest hint of shock in his features, enough for even the dullest person to notice.

"My real name is Harry James Potter and I come from the year 1997 AD. I was brought here along with my son through the means of magic. I don't know whether there are still others of my kind remaining for I have not found them, but for now I will assume that myself and my son are the last. I am a wizard."

And once more Harry told his story, spilling his most intimate secrets to his future father-in-law. Sarek remained by his side as he stared out into the distance, hands tucked behind his back as he calmly listened never once interrupting. When it was over, the older Vulcan closed his eyes briefly before focusing on Harry, "The choices of this Tom Riddle were highly illogical and I express regret that you were made to suffer due to these choices; that you were made to endure a burden which should not have been yours alone. Yet I have come to understand and respect you Hadrian. I see the love and loyalty you hold for my son and James. I believe if my wife, Amanda, were alive she would say thank you for caring for Spock… and welcome you into our family. We are most fortunate."

"Thank you Ambassador," Harry nodded relief in his eyes.

"Your gratitude is unnecessary, but shall be noted," Sarek claimed, "And you may call me Sarek if you wish."

"Only if you call me Harry in return."

"Very well, I shall oblige you in doing so," Sarek agreed. And it was in that moment that Harry comprehended that they had reached an understanding and that he was accepted. And it was a good feeling. Because he loved Jim and Spock deeply, there wasn't anything he wouldn't do for them.

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~Seth