The pairing has been desided! It will be Vormund x Harry x Luna!

Ther results wound up being:

Luna x Harry: 0

Luna x Harry and one sided Harry x Vormund: 0

Vormund x Harry x Luna: 3

Vormund x Harry: 8

Vormund x Harry and one sided Harry x Luna: 0

With Luna in it (not specified which): 1

Vormund x Luna x Harry: 1

I chose that pairing because at times it will seem like only a Vormund x Harry relationship, others a Vormund x Harry x Luna. And in a couple times it will seem like a Vormund x Luna x Harry.

I hope you all like. Review please!

Love, Keta.

Chapter 11: Meeting Vormund

(Adrian Pucey: Slytherin)

Vormund's POV

From within Harry's subconscious, I watch as he and Luna talk with sadness in my heart. The pangs within it have become an unwelcome part of my day; however normal they are becoming. Watching Harry as the boy grew up, I had already knew he would be my only. Normally my kind, seeing as how they are cannibalistic creatures who have no desire to take a mate, wouldn't take this long before making a claim. I don't want to do that to him; he is far too young.

I sigh and shift around, pulling my attention from the boy I live inside and his friend. My claws click as I stretch, effortlessly extending my reach into his mind. He stills, green eyes going wide. Cursing myself for getting myself noticed, I send calming feelings into his brain and sigh in relief when he relaxes. Feeling no danger around us, I close my eyes and fall asleep to the thoughts of my boy.

When I wake again, my senses are thrown into overdrive as I take over and force Harry to duck. The spell flies over his head, creating scorch marks on the opposite wall. "I knew that you were stupid, Seamus. I should have expected that you'd go and get help." I turn around. "Hello, Millicent, Vincent, Gregory, Zachariah. I see the two of you are here as well, Dean and Adrian." I look at Luna and tell her to go.

"But Vormund!"

"Go, Luna! I don't want you to be here when shit hits the fan. Harry would kill me… I don't want that to happen." She looks right into my, or should I say Harry's, eyes and an understanding passes between us. She knows.

"Alright. But don't you fucking get hurt!" She takes off just as the group starts to throw more spells at me.

"Don't you ever learn?" I pull out Harry's wand for show and fire off a few simple hexes, throwing my true power behind them. Vincent and Gregory slam into the back wall and the others fall where they stand, neutralized by the dark magic of my Wendigo heritage.

When things fall quiet, Harry's voice rings out in our head. 'Who are you? Or better yet, what are you?'

'My name is Vormund. I am a Wendigo. Your mother asked me to protect you.'

'My mother asked you to protect me?'

'Yes. I'm like your guardian angel.'

'You protected me in my dream!'

I smile in amusement. 'Yes, Harry I did.' His green eyes glow, and he reaches out with his mind to mine.

'Vormund, you feel…'

'Yes?'

'You feel like a cold winter wind and little snowflakes falling through the air onto my skin.' I find myself grinning wider.

'Is that true?'

'Yes. Promise to never leave me.'

I blink. 'Alright, Harry. I'll never leave you, my Cucuio.' He giggles loudly and takes my hand, figuratively of course. 'You best take over. The teachers are coming.' I switch places with him, and he swears under his breath before turning around to face the approaching professors and Luna. 'Don't worry we'll talk later.'

"Mr. Potter! What happened?"

"They attacked me," he says, putting on his innocent face. It's actually pretty good; if I didn't know better, I'd believe it. "It was only self-defense, professor McGonagall." I laugh lowly, making him smile on the inside.

The Gryffindor Head of House sighs and looks at Snape. "He's your student, Severus."

"I know." To Harry, he says, "One week of detention. And for your attackers one month." He takes my Cucuio's hand gently and leads him away from the awakening children.

To myself I think, 'Please be careful my little Cucuio. I love you.'

Cucuio: a bird is a friend to those working without light; he has lights on his head and wings which he will sometimes use to help humans see in dark places when they have no lights of their own.