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Warning: This story has MALE harry, slash in the future, as all my other stories. Teen language. Slightly disturbed harry with multiple personality disorder. And bad genetic research. Aand YAOI! Dun like dun read!
I don't usually respond to the reviews, I do love them thought, but this one just rubbed my 'fur' the wrong way!
To: Karunia.
If you have anything against two men in a relationship, then don't fucking read my storys, and read the fucking warnings! y'konw they are there for a reason Fucker!
And if it is the 'baby maker machine idea' that's earning your ire then just don't fucking leave a review and stop fucking reading if you don't like it!
For fucks sake! God, people, if my ideas disgust you then as I wrote above: DONT FUCKING READ MY STORIES!
Derrek Winchester was a name know throuh out the world, even the wizarding one, he along with his little sister Samantha Winchester. For different reasons of course. Derrek for his many medical breakthroughs and Samantha for being the only baby maker baby to still be alive after her first birthday.
There had been complications with the DNA settup in the machines that held the babies and had cased the foetus to grow much to fast, and then mutate beyond recognition. Electricity and natures wonder worked as well together as magic and electricity, which is to say not at all. But combining the three had had a positive effect on Samantha and as her brother had been there too add a few M's to her DNA and poured some of his own core magic into her, she made it out fine.
But the general public did not know this, the only one with any knowledge of Derrek's experiments on that particular front was the queen herself. And she had approved of his idea to destroy nine of the ten baby maker machines. The one not destroyed would be taken care of by Derrek himself.
Seven years had passed that horrible thirteenth birthday of Derrek's. He was twenty as of today. Samantha had seen fit to wake him up and inform him, and quite loudly so, of that little tidbit of information. 'To be honest, I had almost forgotten' Derrek smiled to himself.
His mothers family had been a great help and the doctor who had taken care of him and mom Mich's body. She did not die but, she would not wake up either, so it had been decided that they would end her suffering. Because there was no missinterprenting all the twitches and wrong kind of brain activity.
The doctors name was Ivan Volkrovi, born ad rised in Russia. Ivan had taken care of and provided for Derrek when his family couldent. He became a father... of sorts.
Derrek had defenitivly had his problems, some of them were aired to the public by jelous fellow medic's, other were just a reporter creeping around were they had lived at the time.
The fact that Derrek had a multiple personality disorder was one of the problems which spread worldwide, along with his breakthroughs. It was not known how many 'personalitys' he had, but the fact that he had them made people leery, until it came out that they only surfaced under extreme sircumstances, like when his sister had been kidnaped. Some thugs had seen her as the ideal thing to sell on the black market, and had taken her on her way home from shool, when Derrek had gotten news about it, his Violent personality had come out (he had four and that was including his 'normal' one) and immedietly hunted the thugs down. They had almost finished the deal when Derrek had shown up and practically killed them on principle. He had, after he had his revenge on the fuckers, handed them over to the proper authorities, already back to his calm mood and smoking a cig.
Samantha had, of cours, not wanted to go anywhere withoute her brother from the non out. Not even school. Especially not school. So Derrek had hired a tutor for her.
People had been less leery of him ever since. You would think they would be even more suspicious of him but... apparently not.
People was just insane that way, well, they probably said something along those lines about him too!
Hogwarts, Scotland, Headmasters office
"So we have to visite this... Derrek guy?" Matthias Potter asked with his forhead wrinkled.
"Yes, the werewolf problem has become too big now that Voldemort has managed to force them into wolf form whithoute the full moon" The old man with extreamly long white beard replied jovially.
"Yes, but... You said he was our age, then he is just twenty. How could he help anymore than Snivellous?" Ronald Weasley asked with his whole face skrunched up, deep in thought.
"The man is a genius, and he experiments with everything muggle and magic related, including trying to combine the two" Hermione Granger answered her boyfriend and rolling her eyes heavenwards.
"Yes, he is well know, and the queen herself fully supports him" The same old man smiled.
"Fine we will go, but how many of us?" James Potter asked the leader of the light.
"Why, you and your family, the Weasleys, Snape, young and myself of course" The old mans eyes twinkled.
"WHY SHOULD MALFOY..." Matthias was interrupted by a hand smacking into the back of his head, his mother, Lilly, glared hard at him.
"Clearly your father and his friends have not been a good influence on you" She stated dryly.
"Then lets be on our way! Severus, my boy please, go and get " Dumbledore said happily, causing everyone to start, and almost simultaneously, the question "Now?" rang out in the almost cramped office.
The old man just smiled.
As per Derrek's normal morning routine, he had dressed in his normal black dress pants and black tight (so as to not get in the way) T-shirt, eaten breakfast with his sister and threw on his white doctors coat, had a cup of coffee as he went down the hall, greeted his two mothers portraits, and went into his laboratory.
As of three months ago he had started a new project, and it, or rather he, was now in a upgraded 'baby maker'.
Derrek had had to research both vampires and werewolves to manage to create a hybrid between the two species. And if that meant he had to capture one or two of each species and dissect them, then so be it. One of his other personalities had taken over then, the Doctor, as he was aptly named.
It had been a challenge, but one he had enyojed. He did not have any hard cases anymore in the form of sickness. So he had continued on his favourite subject. DNA.
The test subject was only a month old, so he had some time to kill. The only thing he really needed to do now was to keep the test subject under close observation and supply some magic so the foetus would not mutate and die.
Even thought the 'only supply a little magic' part was tedious, what with all the wires and tubing that needed to connect with his body, so as to deliver the magic directly to the foetus and keep the laboratorium completly free of magic. Quite a few of his other ongoing experiments would blow up half the planet if it came in contact with magic.
'And with several near misses... Samantha just can't keep out of trouble even a few seconds!' Derrek shook his head ruefully. Even if she was the british version of the American Little Miss Sunshine. She was a beuty unlike any other, and she was only seven! And a witch at that. 'I dread the day I have to send her to one of those schools'.
Derrek was on the way to the library, after having given the foetus the recuired amount of magic to keep it sustained, he heard a commotion in the entree. 'Oh, yes, Ivan was supposed to come over today, but even if he is loud, he does not make that much racket!'
Snape had, as quickly as possible gotten Draco to the dark lord to put a sort of sight charm on Draco and him. They needed to show the dark lord what the order was up to, after all. The dark lord and his inner circle would view anything he and Draco did.
Now they just had to be on their way.
An: Now I realise that was short but... Oh well.
And as you noticed above the story, I have ZERO tolerance against people who are homophobic. Some have reason to be, but the would not comment on a fucking fantasy story.
I apologise for being so vulgare but the situation demanded it. And I did not apologise to YOU lady! Or whatever the fuck you are, dont read if u dont like, it's in the warnings!