Sirius was pacing the chamber that he and Remus was given. He didn't like the fact that they were removed from the dungeon cells to these lovely warm rooms.

Remus lay on the bed resting from the previous night's full moon. It had been rough on the wolf as it was the first time in three years that he had not taken the wolfbane potion and it had affected him badly.

"Siri, stop moving! You're making me feel sick," Remus grumbled.

The dark haired man stopped in midstep and turned to look at his mate, "Sorry I just want to understand why we're here? Why did they pull us out of those cells and into this room? Look at the food on the table. It's better than what Molly could cook up!"

"I know. It's strange Padfoot."

"It has something to do with our cub, I know it." he asserted.

"Maybe it's a Dumbledore cover up," Remus said, Sirius looked at him with confusion

"What do you mean? What cover up?" The dark haired man looked at him, the wolf looked back and frowned.

"Harry was attacked by a vampire while he was training for a match? Please! They don't practice for Quidditch at night. And, why would Harry even try? He won't let us see him, our cub! I think Dumbledore knows who attacked him and he's hiding it," Remus revealed."We would be able to smell the person, especially if was a vampire."

"Snape?" Sirius whispered.

The door to the room opened and two men walked in, their wands pointed at Remus and Sirius to make sure they didn't do anything silly. Then a third man walked in, this time Harry was in front of him. The teen had his arms wrapped around himself as he felt the Dark Lord's hand squeezing his shoulder.

"Harry!" Sirius cried out as he pushed one Death Eater to the floor to get to his godson. Harry wrapped his arms around hid godfather and hid his face in his shoulder, breathing in his scent: musty wood and fire whisky. It was the smell of comfort, home and safety.

'Don't cry whatever you do don't cry,' Harry told himself but when Sirius put his arms around him, he just let go and started crying and held on to him even tighter.

"What did you do?" Sirius snarled as he pulled Harry away from the Dark Lord.

"Not what you're thinking, mutt," Voldemort hissed. "The only thing I've done to Harry is mark him as my future consort."

"WHAT?" Both Remus and Sirius shouted. The dusty blonde wolf pushed himself off the bed and stood up in front of his cub and mate protectively.

"I will let Harry tell you about the prophecy, " Voldemort said "I will also have a healer brought over. Not that I don't think Poppy is not good at her job but I do have a better healer," he bragged before leaving with the two grumbling Death Eaters.

Once the door was closed Remus turned to Sirius who had pulled the crying teen onto the bed with him. Harry's hands reached out to Remus and grabbed his arm pulling him closer, "Shhhh! it's okay cub, we're here," the werewolf whispered as he kissed his forehead.

Harry's crying was heartbreaking as he clutched onto his godfathers. Harry knew that Dumbledore had kept them away from him. The old git had even gone as far as to threaten Harry that, if he contacted them in any way, he would make sure that they were given the Dementor Kiss.

After a while they all were curled up together, both men holding the teen closely. "Harry-cub. we're sorry that we couldn't come and see you after the attack but Dumbledore wouldn't let us near you," Sirius aplogised as Harry rested his head on Sirius shoulder, "Come on cub, say something." And Harry realised that they didn't' know what had really happened. The teen moved away from them and knelt in front of his godfather and looked at them pulled down his shirt collar, exposing his neck and showed them the scars.

"Stripping hex!" Remus gasped, as he watched teen down on the floor.

"What is a stripping hex?" Sirius asked, Remus looked at him. Sometimes he forgot that his mate was locked up for 12/13 years.

"It was designed to strip potion ingredients but some Death Eaters started to use it against wizards. It's painful and many victims choked on their own blood," Remus told him. Sirius' eyes widened and he flew off the bed and started shouting at the walls. Harry looked up at him with wide eyes. "He's not mad at you cub," the wolf told him as he put Harry back on the bed and wrapped his arms around him again. They watched Sirius pace and shout, "He will wear himself out in a bit." Sirius turned to look at the two as they sat on the bed. He could see it now, the stress on his cub's face, not not being able to talk to anyone or being able to deal with the liars.

"Harry w…who did this to you? We know it was vampire," his dark haired godfather said. Harry looked down at his lap. The vampire poison had worked itself though his body and soon he would become a vampire.

"Cub?" Remus whispered as he rubbed his back seeing the pinkish tears rolling down his cheeks. Harry climbed off the bed and walked over to the desk finding a roll of parchment and a quill and wrote down one word before walking back over to them. He put the page on the bed, showing them the name, 'SNAPE'.

"I'm going to kill that greasy, fanged BAT!"

Snape arrived at the new Riddle over looked the ocean and the wild Black Forests. He liked how it was filled with a rich warmth that out of place with the Dark Lord. He was met by Lucius.

"I some information about Potter," he said.

"Amazingly enough so have we," He replied with a hiss as he led the vampire into the Dark Lord's private rooms.

"What do you mean?" he asked as he realised that the blonde was giving him the cold shoulder. "Lucius, have I fallen out of his favour?" he inquired of the blonde.

Lucius chuckled before looking at him over his shoulder with a dark look,"He hasn't said anything."

They stopped outside the door and Lucius knocked on it. They heard the Dark Lord's voice,"Enter."

Walking in Snape wondered what had upset Lucius but catching a glimpse of Draco in the hall made him realised that Lucius knew he bitten his son. The door closed behind him. "Severus, please sit down," Voldemort said. Snape looked at him with dark eyes as he approached the desk and sat down. "What is it that you wished to see me about?" Snape had almost forgotten why he was there.

"Oh… the Potter brat snuck out of the school last night. I don't know if he was feverish when he left or wasn't thinking clearly but…"

"I know he left the school, I wanted him to do to leave. I didn't think young Draco would be helping him but what are you going to do when you have been beaten, cursed and raped by a teacher while the trusted head master covers it up?" Voldemort said with a blank look on his face. He watched Snape stiffen as he looked at his red-eyed Lord.

"Y…You know it was me."

It wasn't a question, Snape lowered his gaze to his lap before letting out an angered cry "I…I didn't want to hurt the brat like that! I just saw red! I just saw fucking James Potter with her eyes! MY LILLY'S EYES!"

He went deathly quiet before looking at the Dark Lord, "I don't know what I was thinking. I've been hurting my own house for weeks and I've been drinking from Draco. I even went as far as poisoning him with my blood like Potter! For years I've supressed my urges, drinking my blood potions and then, at the beginning of this year, something changed."

"Yes, I would say so. Draco told me what happen between you and him and Harry, somewhat, told me what happened. Your godson offered to help Harry get to the Ministry of Magic if Harry helped him prove that Dumbledore has been messing with your potions." Snape looked at him

"He can't be? Th…there protected with wards and curses. How… the supplies, if he's been messing with the supplies then it could have affected the potion," he froze onthe spot his knuckles turning white as he gripped the back of the chair tightly

"You might have saved yourself from the Death Kiss, Severus. Because of Harry's agreement with Draco you won't be reported to the Vampire Council but you may have to deal with two very overprotective godfathers," The Dark Lord chuckled at him.

"Lupin and Black?"

Voldemort grinned at him. He was enjoying Severus Snape's misery on this matter. The vampire had raped his future consort and he was going to make his life a misery. "Of course, how else was I going to get Harry to join me?"

Snape gave him a blank look before his shoulders slumped. 'I've driven him into the arms of the Dark Lord, forgive me Lilly,' he agonised.

"Severus… Harry is not okay. I want him to be okay. He took my mark and his magic didn't even fight back."

"He is tainted my Lord. I…I tainted his light magic dark with creature blood," Snape said, not meeting the red eyes that were trained on him.

"But? I can hear a but at the end," Voldemort asked, leaning back and tilting his head to the side.

"Dumbledore added salt to the wound. It seems that Lilly was my twin sister and my mother gave her up because my father didn't want a girl. Dumbledore placed her with a muggle family."

"So, the girl you are in love with is your twin?" the Dark Lord asked with an amused smile.

"It could be worse than that, my Lord." The despondent vampire closed and rubbed his eyes before looking at his master.

"I think maybe that Harry could also be my son!"