Sorry it took so long, I meant to have this done earlier (last month actually, but here it is. Remember: Read, Enjoy, Review!
Chapter 13: Friends and Family
Harry's eyes fluttered open as his alarm went off across the room. He groaned, trying to pull himself up to turn it off as he groggily rubbed his right eye. He stopped as he was pulled back as an arm around him tightened and a body pressed up against his back. His eyes widened, who was in his bed.
He carefully turned over and smiled as he looked at the blonde hair against him, his older brother's face mostly covered by the his long bangs. Veritas muttered something in his sleep, head twitching a bit before stilling. Harry laid there doing his best to tube out the alarm. It would stop eventually, and there was no need to wake Veritas up quite yet. Harry always set his alarm for a half hour earlier than he needed.
As Veritas smiled gently in his sleep, Harry leaned his head onto his bother's silky blonde hair. He tried to remember last night. What had happened? Why was he in his bro's bed? He hadn't sleep with him in a couple years, since he managed to get rid of his nightmares. Those had popped up, plaguing him with dreams of them, his... Relatives. It had been rough but Father and Veritas had helped him through it.
Maybe that's how he ended up sleeping with his brother. Maybe a dream came back and he had slipped into his bed last night with Veritas. Yeah, that must be what had happened.
Veritas groaned, one eye peeking open. "'Morning Tas." The blonde stirred for a moment before snuggling back against Harry. The brunette stifled a chuckle. "Morning Harry. Could you not have turned that accursed clock off?" Harry laughed as the clock finally stopped, "Well, I couldn't exactly without waking a certain someone up, could I?"
Veritas sighed, "Too true, too true," he said sadly. Groggily, Veritas pulled himself up, leaning on his elbow, propping himself up. He rubbed his head as he sleepily looked at his brother, "You're chipper today. So you okay after last night? No more doubts?"
Harry suddenly remembered all last night and swallowed. He had forgotten. "Yeah, I guess. But- why would the Headmaster do something like this? Why Tas? Why would he want to tear me away from the love of my family?" Veritas sighed, brushing his bangs out if his face to better look at his sibling, "Father doesn't trust the man. He's manipulative, and wants to control you. I'm assuming that we've thrown a wrench in his plans for loving you."
Harry frowned, worriedly, as a thought struck him, "He would to come after you for messing his schemes up, would he?" He didn't like the meddling the Headmaster was doing; he really hated it actually. His family only have him love and support, why would he want to give that up? But if the old man came after his brother... He would rather let the Headmaster meddle than this cause Veritas to be targeted.
Veritas was thoughtful for a moment, "He very well could. I wouldn't be surprised at all actually. We might want to be careful." They heard Harry's familiar chuckle as it slithered up onto the bed, [You all must be forgetting that certain parties may not be all that appreciative of the Headmaster's irksome meddling.]
Harry stared blankly at the snake causing Schlange to mutter something about him being a "naive idiot." Harry felt a nudge from Veritas, "What did he say?"
Harry looked puzzled, "He said that we were forgetting that certain parties would not like the Headmaster's meddling. What in the world does he mean-?"
Veritas laughed out loud, startling his younger brother. The elder pulled Harry and himself back onto the pillows, laughing the entire time. Harry looked at his brother like he was an idiot.
"What has possessed you?" Veritas wiped a tear from his eye before replying, "Schlange's right. We forgot about Father and his reaction to the Headmaster. I just thought about the showdown between the two and how Dad would have the Headmaster shaking in his boots!"
Harry's brain conjured up the image and he started giggling along with his brother. Their Father had a Will of Iron and when someone threatened their family, a heart of steel. He wouldn't appreciate this at all and it would be hilarious to see the Headmaster's face when Father unleashed his verbal fury on the man.
They laughed for a while together, a carefree moment, freedom from the melancholy of yesterday. It was an amazing moment for Veritas and Harry; Harry felt a weight flying from his shoulders, a heaviness that had pressed against his chest persistently since his talk with the Headmaster. Veritas felt joy course throughout his being as he laughed along with his younger brother, joyously watching the gloom and despair that had been left over fleeing from the happiness of life.
As they quieted, Harry leaned his head into the shoulder of his brother, snuggling into the blond boy, the golden hair lightly touching the top of his head. They peacefully laid there for a while, basking in the love they held for each other, the support of family, a family that cared. It was a glorious way to start the day. They hated to ruin it, but they did need to get up and get going.
"Well Tas," Harry said, managing to untangle his brother's arms from him and getting out of bed. The blond sighed, knowing as well as Harry did that they needed to get going. He got up as well and they both stripped down and changed.
"I still think that we could get a couple more minutes of sleep." Veritas muttered as he combed his hair. Harry chuckled, "Not a chance. It's time to get going."
Veritas rolled his eyes as they began heading for the door, "You just want breakfast. You don't really care about sleep."
Harry's stomach growled and Veritas burst out into laughter. Harry rolled his eyes and playfully punched his older brother in the shoulder before joining in his laughing.
It was going to be a good day.
They went out into the hallway as Theo walked down the hall. He smiled on seeing them. Harry nodded back at him, "Hey Theo, how are you this morning?"
"Pretty good. Great nights sleep, and last night was great. After everyone went to bed, I got to talk to Draco a bit. It was nice," he said happily.
Veritas through an arm around Theo's shoulder, "Nice! So, how'd it go lover boy?" Theo glared at the blonde.
"Perfectly fine thank you. And don't call me that!" He pouted as the two brothers laughed. Theo sighed afterwards and his thoughts wandered and he seemed to sadden. Harry picked up on it and asked gently what was wrong.
Theo sighed and Veritas took his arm off Theo and looked at the boy worriedly. "What's wrong mate?"
Thro rubbed his temples, "It just sucks, ya know? I know I love Draco, beyond a shadow of a doubt. But he doesn't love me, and we're kids, and he- I don't even know, he doesn't even know if he's straight or not!"
Harry nodded, "I doubt he's thought about it, especially with his Father issues."
Theo agree, "Right! I mean, don't get me wrong, I was going to what till we were at least in third or fourth year before asking him out, but, but it sucks to be so close to him yet so far, to be able to out my arm over his shoulder but never embrace him. I don't even know how he'd feel about a guy, let alone a friend. And then there's," Theo winced.
Veritas nodded in understanding, "Blaise, right?" Theo nodded glumly.
"He obviously after Draco and he's so much more forward and he's so possessive, and Draco doesn't even notice! I can't get close to Draco!"
Harry nodded, though he was unsure about what to say. He hadn't been in a situation like this, heck he wasn't even sure about his sexuality yet. But Harry hoped to god that whoever he fell on love didn't have any competition. It sounded like it sucked.
"Well, you don't have to worry about it anymore." A voice said from behind. They all were startled and whirled around to see Blaise. Theo shrunk back slightly while Veritas started, "Oh, Blaise, we-!"
He stopped, stunned as he noticed the tear stained cheeks, the dazed look that Blaise wore, the sadness overwhelming his eyes. It was a foreign look for the boy and they knew something was terribly wrong. "Blaise, bloody hell mate, what's wrong?!"
Blaise held up a letter in his hand, tears threatening his face. Veritas took it and skimmed it before gasping, stunned by its contents. Harry took it, Theo looking over his shoulder as he read.
My Son,
I am glad you are having a good time at Hogwarts. It is a marvelous place even with Dumbledore there. I hope that you can keep up your grades. It is a joy to hear that you are in Slytherin. You make us proud son.
However, I regret to inform you that you are not to engage Draco, that is to say, do not seek him. He is now disowned and penniless, unless someone takes him in. I hear that Snape is pushing to gain custody of his godson, so the boy won't be shipped off anywhere.
As he was a Heir to a prominent family, I was willing to allow you to pursue him. A Heir could always be gained through blood adoption or the like. The Malfoys did not seem overly find of this idea, but were fine with it. Of course now the game has changed with young Draco's exile.
The Zambini Family needs to carry on, and not through a penniless, now-peasant boy. I'm sorry my son, but you will have to destroy those feelings you have had for young Draco. You may associate with him, but that is all. There is no point in getting involved with him if you are not to be wed.
I am... So, so sorry son, but this must be done. We must accept this and move on. Perhaps this is a mere crush you will eventually move on from.
I hope you do well and handle this news appropriately.
I'm sorry,
Your loving Father
Alek watched as through the glass walls black hands clawed at the smooth surface. He had come down here in Lucius's mind to reinforce the wards around His prison Before his started working. He was unusually chatty, to say the least. Alek listened as He vented his frustration. It was the least he could do after all that Alek had done to the straightjacket wearer.
"I've proved my point repeatedly!" He screamed in rage, "I've demonstrated there's no difference between me and everyone else, no difference between me and you! All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest men alive to lunacy, I've proved that with you, with others." The straightjacket wearer gave Alek a grin, a dreamy look in his eyes.
"That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day, that's all it takes. You had a bad day once, am I right? I know I am. I can tell. I can see it in the way you act around me. You had a bad day and everything changed. Why else would you take on the Darkness, make the whole world your responsibility. You had a bad day, and it drove you as crazy as everybody else... Only you won't admit it!"
He yelled, fist crashing into the glass wall Alek was up against. It cracked as He sneered, Alek looking back unflinching. "You have to keep pretending that life makes sense, that there's some point to all this struggling! God you make me want to puke."
He stalked around, the world shifting in a kaleidoscope of colors. "I mean, what is it with you? What made you what you are? Something happened... Something like that happened to me, you know. I... I'm not exactly sure what it was."
The insanity driven being raked his hand through his hair, "Sometimes I remember it one way, sometimes another... If I'm going to have a past, I prefer it to be multiple choice!" He threw back his head and laughed, shoulders shaking as Alek watched stoically. "But my point is... My point is, I went crazy. When I saw what a black, awful joke the world was, I went crazy! I admit it! Why can't you? I mean, you're not unintelligent! You must see the reality of the situation."
He giggled then sneered, "Do you know how many times we've come close to world war three over a flock of geese on a computer screen? Do you? Do you know what triggered the last world war for the Muggles? An argument over how many telegraph poles Germany owed its war debt creditors! Telegraph poles!"
He dropped off into hysterical laughter, insane, rolling in pitch, heaving the straightjacket wearer as his body shook in suppressed rage. "It's all a joke! Everything anybody ever valued or struggled for... it's all a monstrous, demented gag! So why can't you see the funny side?" He turned his eyes in fury to Alek. "Why aren't you laughing?"
Alek sighed, "You stole most of that from the Joker didn't you?"
"SHUT UP!" He roared the glass around them cracking, black hands trying to pry apart the glass. "Shutupshutupshutup! You stupid, bloody, arrogant, self-serving, lying, condescending, thieving, deceptive, self-righteous bastard!"
He roared as his fist flew towards Alek's face. He slammed to a halt as chains wrapped around him, stopping him inches from Alek's face. With a wave of his hand, Alek made the chains drag Him against the wall as He screamed curses at him. As he pulled Him to the wall, Alek mentally carved runes into the prison, adding layers if protection.
A door appeared and Ashe beckoned from it. "Come on love. You're needed."
Alek nodded and followed Ashe to the door. Alek turned and looked back as He screamed curses at Alek.
"I will see you later... Brother."
As our list of OC's gets longer, I've put together a list of them. Harry is the only canon character to appear as he is part of a OC family; everyone should know the originals anyways (and if you don't, you can look them up without a problem). I'll update it with info and characters as they come up.
Character List:
SHARPS:
Alek Sharp- Father and Head of Family
Antonio Sharp- Eldest Son of Alek, Professor
Rachael Sharp- Adopted Daughter and Second-oldest of the Sharp Children
Lucius Sharp- 3rd child, Mentally ill sadist and Masochist, student at Durmstrang
Veritas Sharp- 4th child, Protective of slightly younger brother Harry
Harry Potter-Sharp- 5th child, adopted, the Boy-Who-Lived
Ashe- Immortal boyfriend of Alek, appears as a young teen normally but can appear any age.
VAN HELLSINGS:
Nico Van Hellsing- Eldest of the two brothers, powerful vampire leader
Peter Van Hellsing- Younger of the two, skilled with pistols and magic
RYKER'S PACK:
Ryker- Pack leader, highly influential werewolf
Daichi- Second in command, he is the strategist, researcher, and manager of the group
Chrome- Werewolf that wears a robot helmet to mimick Daft Punk; real name is unkown
Xeno- Sarcastic and a smart-ass, he hates Daft Punk and gets in fights with Chrome over it.
Rin- cousin of Daichi, is a master martial artist
Samuel- An American werewolf that immigrated to France
Sébastien-Timothée-A graceful werewolf, excellent at getting ladies. annoys Xeno constantly with this fact.
Anastasie- The other girl of the pack, is incredibly sweet.
Jacques- A cheerful boy who never is down and sad about anything
Benjamin-Christophe- A young werewolf, found on the streets, adopted by the pack, is 9 years
DARK PHOENIXES:
Máv̱ros- 2216 years, 233 days, and 21 minutes old Dark Phoenix. Uncle of Díni̱.
Díni̱- Nephew of Máv̱ros. Calls his uncle "gramps" to annoy him.
NEW YORK WARLOCKS:
Jonathon (JC)- Tall, pale, skinny Warlock. His Mark is his Neon green hair.
James- Warlock with Pentagon shaped pupils as his Mark.
Jill- Warlock (lady? Warlady? I dunno) whose Mark are her pointed ears.
Jack (Jokul)- Once extremely capable Leader of the New York Warlocks. Currently in extreme, near suicidal depression. Uses Warlock drugs nearly constantly right now to escape reality.