Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters and I'm not making any money from this story. I do own the story line and any original characters involved.
Warnings: seriously AU; some bashings of Albus, Molly, Author, Ron, Hermione, Fudge, and Malfoys; sex scenes; slash; het; many OCs
Author Notes: The story is finished and I will be posting one chapter a day. Here's the next chapter. Tell me what you think in a review please.
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Whoever had said becoming a vampire was painless was lying through their teeth. It was excruciating pain, a type of pain that Harry hoped to never feel again. It felt like multiple seizures going through his body as every muscle and bone in his body strengthened. His teeth grew sharper as fangs were added to his mouth. Even the non-fangs became sharper. Viktor and Harry gripped hands, giving each other silent strength through a painful transformation that lasts 24 hours. Lucas did what he could to sooth them, but he was really no help, making him feel completely useless. All of his instincts were telling him that he was failing to protect his mates, but his rational mind reminded him that they needed to go through this. There was no way to ease the pain.
Eventually, the change was complete. Both Harry and Viktor remained similar in looks. The main difference for Viktor was his obvious paleness compared to his previous dark skin. He seemed a bit thinner, but it wasn't really noticeable. Holding his breath, he tried his magic, doing an easy levitation charm. His eyes lit up with happiness when a book lifted into the air. It was a simple charm, but it was a start. In time, Viktor would see if he could still do more advanced magic. He might even have added powers like Erica.
Harry on the other hand had only ever had a slight tan, very minimal. His paler complexion reminded him of when he was at Hogwarts, but the difference was barely noticeable. His dark hair for some reason had decided to grow longer with the change. Instead of it being just a bit below his shoulder blades, it now ended right in the middle between his shoulders and mid back. His eyes were still green, but they weren't the same intense emerald, but a couple of shades lighter. Although he wished he had kept his mother's eyes, he had to admit the shade was a nice green and quite captivating, if both Lucas and Viktor staring at them was any indication. Both seemed mesmerized.
All in all, Viktor and Harry were both very happy with their new looks. When they were done admiring each other, they finally noticed the intense thirst they felt. It was like their throats were on fire and they clutched them, moaning in need as fangs extended from their mouths.
Lucas sprang into action, taking them by the elbows and teleporting them into an alley. "This is your first lesson: on the proper way to feed." He murmured. At seeing Harry's frightened eyes, he continued, "I'll be there in case you lose control so we can prevent deaths." Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He hated the idea of anyone dying because of him and he was grateful to Lucas for understanding that about him.
He used sexuality to captivate the muggle woman like Lucas demonstrated. She stared unblinkingly at him and didn't even notice when Harry put his fangs to her neck. Like Harry had feared, he lost control at the first taste of blood, but Lucas was there to pull him away. She began to blink in confusion and the three of them jumped to the roof. Harry was shaking out of fear of possibly killing that woman, and Lucas caressed his back until the shaking subsided.
Viktor had a lot more control of himself as they found out the first time he fed. He didn't lose himself to the taste of blood, but he also didn't know yet how to gauge when to stop so he didn't take too much. When Lucas told him he had to stop, Viktor pulled away easily and the three of them jumped to the roof.
Harry didn't understand why Viktor could control himself so effortlessly, yet he couldn't. Lucas tilted his chin up. "It has nothing to do with you personally. It varies with each vampire. We believe it's like playing the lottery. If you can control yourself right away, it's a stroke of luck. After some feedings, you will learn how to control your thirst. Don't feel bad." Harry nodded, but he still couldn't help, but feel a bit jealous.
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Before he was turned, he had to deal with Cory; his friend completely understood, at least he understood the lie that Harry fed him. Remus surprised him by getting some lessons when it came to making baked goods of all different kinds. He definitely wasn't as talented as Harry, but he was good enough to be an assistant. Since Harry had loved the bakery so much, he wanted to be a part of it since his godson couldn't anymore. With the money he saved from being published, he bought Harry's share and Cory was happy to have him on as a partner. After getting to know him through Harry, he found he quite liked the quiet and intelligent man and looked forward to working with the easy going Remus. He didn't understand why Remus needed 3 days off each month, but didn't question it as the only other days He took over was a couple of Sundays during the month, so he could spend time quality time with his boyfriends. Cory and Harry had always ended up taking more than 5 days off in a month, so Remus was definitely an improvement. Remus was still planning to write, but it would be more as a hobby.
Harry had a nice surprise when he found out that by Vampire law, vampire triads could bond with each other. It had to take place in the vampire world though. They made an exception to a law for Harry's family and friends so they were able to witness the bonding. It was a beautiful ceremony and the love was plain for anyone to see.
Harry still spent time with his godfathers, even after they had to leave New York so his friends wouldn't see him when he was supposed to be in another country, but when they began to grey, he started to distance himself a bit. Remus was the first of them to go, at the young wizarding age of 78. Changing into a wolf every month was horrible for the body and his body just gave out. Harry was always closer to Remus and the lost of the werewolf hit him hard. Although he loved both Sirius and Severus, Remus was truly the one he considered to be his father. He hugged the still body tightly as Lucas and Viktor stayed back. They wanted to help him through the immense pain he was feeling, but didn't know how to. They would just be there for him when he broke down, which they knew he would do when they were away from New York. Sirius and Severus leaned on each other for support as they watched the first of their triad leave them, tears silently falling from both pairs of eyes. The funeral was a quiet affair, it being in the wizarding world so Harry could come without hiding. He whispered words that no one heard when he stepped to the coffin, and no one dared to pry about what he said. Harry stayed in New York with his godfathers for awhile afterwards, wanting to be near them. Neither Viktor nor Lucas refused them. Eventually, they left to go back home.
Severus was the next to go at the age of 98 because of extensive hex damage from during the war and Harry couldn't stop the tears. He never thought that he would miss the sour potion master so much, but he did. Although he was never quite as close to the man as he was to the others, he still loved him dearly. The man also saved him multiple times when he was at school and Harry never felt like he repaid him enough. The only thing that made Severus's death easier to accept was he was now joined with Remus and Lily. His mother had been like a sister to him and Harry was thankful they could be reunited. Severus's funeral was the same as Remus's, all there to repay their last respects to a man who could be quite the grouch.
Harry embraced Sirius as the old man's sobs shook his body. Sirius was left alone, but Harry wasn't going to have that. He looked at his mates who were across the room. Both nodded, knowing what Harry wanted. Sirius came to stay with them so he wouldn't have to live alone. It was difficult for Harry as he watched his godfather get older and older. He knew the time was growing near. One morning, Harry had gone to wake up his godfather after Viktor got breakfast together. He knocked, but there was no answer. He hesitantly opened the door. If Harry hadn't known any better, it would seem like Sirius was just sleeping heavily. To his perceptive eye sight, Harry could see that Sirius wasn't breathing any longer. He had passed away during the night. Harry didn't let out a wretched sob, only allowing tears to escape his eyes. He knew the time was coming; after all, Sirius was 128. He kneeled by the bed and placed a kiss on his forehead, happy that he would finally be reunited with his two loves. They were going to cause havoc in the next world, Harry had no doubt. Lucas' arms surrounded him, giving him silent comfort as Viktor held his hand. They quickly set up Sirius's funeral. Harry said goodbye to the last of his godfathers, men who stood by him and left their home for his sake.
Like Lucas had first suspected, with all three men gone from the mortal world, Harry saw no reason to stay there either. Although his friends and their children were still here, he wanted to move to the vampire world. He could always visit and he would. Harry would never totally disappear from their lives.
They settled nicely into the vampire world. Harry quickly became friends with Erica, Patrick and Ivan. They helped fill in voids of loneliness and were there to spend time with him when he needed some time away from his mates or wanted the company of anyone else but his mates. No matter how much they loved each other, everyone needed space one in a while. Vampires were no exception to that rule.
Harry did have bad days when he thought about his family or wished he hadn't become a vampire so he could join them, but like Cedric had told him, Viktor and Lucas were able to pull him away from those feelings. With their support, he was able to move passed them and feel happiness again. Harry would always be grateful to them.
Things weren't always perfect. They had their fights where they stopped speaking to each other. There were times of irrational jealousy. Sometimes if one of them was in a bad mood, he took it out on his mates. Also, there were misunderstandings that correct communications might have prevented. What they always made sure was no one felt neglected or left out as was sometimes a problem when it came to threesomes. They always overcame any problems.
They eventually added to their family. There was a young girl of 8 named Justine who was bitten by a rogue vampire with a sadistic streak, a vampire not part of any clan. The rogue abandoned her without taking care of her or even teaching her what she had to know. She killed seven innocent people because she didn't know how to control her bloodlust before Sierra was able to stop the frightened girl. They didn't know what to do with her. They considered beheading her so she couldn't cause any more trouble or accidentally give away their existence, even though they knew it wasn't her fault.
Lucas, Harry, and Viktor had talked. When the clan was having this discussion about Justine, Lucas stepped forward. That was how Justine became their daughter. There was no formal adoption in their world and vampires couldn't get pregnant. There were child vampires out there, but not in their clan; Justine was the first. This type of thing had never come up before, but everyone in their clan knew that Justine was the daughter of Lucas, Harry, and Viktor and no one contested that.
They taught her everything and Justine was a willing learner. She had never wanted to hurt those people, but didn't know what to do. She had been so scared. Justine actually wished for death so she wouldn't hurt any more people. Harry told her about the trouble he had controlling himself after first being turned, so he could definitely relate to her fright. The two of them bonded after speaking about Harry's experience, but she took extra time with Lucas and Viktor.
Eventually, she grew to love all of them and they loved her very much. Justine would be the closest thing they ever had to a child. Justine called Lucas 'father', Viktor was 'dad', and Harry was 'papa'. Although she did love all of them now, Justine was definitely a papa's girl. Viktor and Lucas often teased Harry about it, but he just smiled. He loved being papa. She might technically stay the same age for eternity, but they knew she would eventually be old enough mentally and emotionally to leave their side. They would never look forward to that day, but the three of them would be ready for it.
They all had to overcome bumps in the world. They relied on each other and were able to be happy. They had a lovely daughter and wonderful friends. Except for those few bad days when he grew nostalgic, Harry would never give up this life. It was all thanks to a contract that could have ruined his life; instead, it brought him to his first mate, Lucas, and he eventually came face to face with Viktor again, giving him the happiness and love that he always desired.
Author Notes: The story comes to an end. I'm proud of myself for writing my first multichapter story. In hindsight, I realized some mistakes I made. I had done this with no preplanning so their were some inconsistencies and not enough elaboration in certain parts. My character development for Lucas could have been better with some thought beforehand. I hope to not make the same mistakes in my next multichaptered story.
I hope you enjoyed this journey with me. Please leave a review.