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Phases of the Night	By : 6phoenix6flame6 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 40947 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 19
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AN: So here is the next chapter. Hope you guys like it. I love all the reviews that this story has gotten so far. :) Hopefully i'll have chapter 11 up soon.
Chapter 10:
Hermione stood off to the side of the throne room, next to Cedric. She was watching James Potter-Riddle train some of the new recruits. It was still strange to see her best friend's father alive.

After the dark lord and James’ reunion ( more like the dark lord fainted then got his ass kicked by a very angry James followed by sex in the throne room, which thankfully Hermione was yanked away by Nott Jr. when the clothes started flying) Hermione got to speak with the man.

They had a very in-depth conversation regarding muggleborns and halfborns. Hermione was even able to suggest a few things to help improve the Wizarding world. This lead to James suggesting she take Bloodline Potion. He said her brilliant mind reminded him of two people he use to know.

The dark lord had a vile left when she requested access to potions ingredients. She was planning on taking it tonight after The training session that she was ordered to attend, even though she was going to ask when she first saw James throw the Dark Lord into a wall.

"Pathetic!" James growled as two recruits cleared the matts that was set up in the middle of the throne room.

Voldemort was watching from his seat on the throne. He had finally dropped his glamours and allowed the rest of his followers to see what he truly looked like, instead of the barely human he had been like when he was first resurrected. His body was thick and toned with muscles. His black hair was grown down to the middle of his back, but currently with pulled back into a plait. The black Slytherin circlet resting upon his brow. He wore the Slytherin royal robes. Since he was with his followers, he didn’t have a need for his battle armour.

"Rodulphus, Xavier please step onto the matts we will show these imbeciles how to properly fight." James bark and order.

Hermione saw where Harry go his ability to lead the DA this past year.

The two wizards took positions on either side of the matts with James in the middle.

Both wizards were dressed similar to James. Both had on tank tops and black sweats, their arms from the elbow to the wrists were lightly wrapped in in different coloured bandages. James was all black. Rodolphus had dark blue and Xavier had deep red.

The three got into position before Rodolphus and Xavier flew at James simultaneously. Fists were flying, legs swinging with fierce accuracy. James ducked and blocked the on coming attacking, so far keeping to defense.

Both offensive wizards suddenly jumped, side by side at James their fists pulled back.

James jumped out of the way before they could make contact with him and allowed their fists to hit the matts.

There was a large thud echoing throughout the throne room when Rodolphus' and Xavier's fists met the matts.

Suddenly their arms were engulfed with magic. Their colours matching their arm wrappings.

"This is Japanese battle magic!" Cedric spoke up beside Hermione.

The teen girl flickered her gaze to the older boy before switching back to the fight.

"James told me all about it when we were stuck in the wand." The nineteen year old was excited.

"Most of the old dark pure bloods grew up knowing this fighting technique. It's like the muggle ninjutsu, but instead of chakra, your spiritual energy, you use your magic. It can cause a lot of damage." Nott stated from the other side of Hermione. Up until now the other teen was quiet.

"Our generation does not know it as most of our parents were either killed or imprisoned after the first war." Blaise had a wistful look on his face as he watched the fight.

Hermione noticed that James' arms were not a light.

"Why aren't James' arms the same?" She inquired.

"Because James is powerful enough not to need his magic to deal with my brother's and Xavier'. Now however if it was myself and my brother's combine magic fighting, it would be different. I'm more powerful then Xavier," a voice behind them explained.

The four teens turned and saw Rabastan standing behind them and a shocked and injured Fred Weasley.

"How? When?" Fred stammered, looking between Hermione Cedric and the man he thought to be James Potter.

"Fred!" Hermione cried out and hugged the older Weasley twin. She jumped back when he hissed. "Sorry,"

"It's okay. Mind telling me how you, a muggleborn, ended up with the dark lord? And how the dead James Potter is alive and fighting with two death eaters?" Fred raised an eyebrow.

“I could almost ask you the same thing. Wheres Ron and George?” She was looking around trying to spot the other two red heads.
“Shouldn’t you be more concerned with what you are originally here for?” Rabastan drawled, interrupting the teens.

Fred’s eyes widen. “Oh shit the potion for Ron,” Fred quickly turned towards where the Dark Lord was lounging on his throne watching the fight between the three wizards. He was ready to interrupt the fight and approach the Dark Lord but someone grabbed the back of his robes and prevented him.
“You’re such a Gryffindor!” Blaise hissed yanking Fred back.
“Its wise not to interrupt this fight,” Cedric suggested.
“I need to, Ron was injured when Dumstrang was attacked. Only the Dark Lord knows the potion that would help him.” Fred pleaded, looking at the five around him. Some of the Death Eaters surrounding the group sent them glares, which they quickly looked away when Rabastan glared back.
“Dumstrang was attacked? Why the hell didn’t you say something when you first came through the floo?” Rabastan hissed, Fred glared right back.
“Well if someone hadn’t yanked me through the floo and given me time to explain the situation,”
“Is there a problem over there?” The Dark Lord’s voice rang out through the throne room, halting the fighting and causing the entire room to stare at the group of six. Everyone in the group tensed.
“Im sorry to interrupt my Lord.” Rabastan shot Fred a harsh look, grabbing on to his robes and draging him with him towards the throne. When they were near the throne he forced Fred to his knees before his lord as he took to a knee himself.
“Im surprised at you Rabastan. You know better then interrupt.” The dark Lord narrowed his eyes.
“Normally I do my Lord. But it has just come to my attention that Dumstrang was just attacked.”
The room broke out in murmurs as the Dark Lord narrowed his eyes. James left the matts and walked up to stand beside the throne and his husband. Xavier and Rodolphus went back to their positions amongst the other death eaters. Voldemort silence the room by holding up a hand.
“Report.” Voldemort ordered.
Rabastan turned his head to Fred and glared. Fred rolled his eyes before standing up. Voldemort’s eyes narrowed further, causing Fred to doubt his sanity before the twin steeled his nerves.
“My brothers arrived at Dumstrang not to long ago. Shortly after our arrival the castle was attacked by one of Dumbledore’s henchmen. Deucalion Lanktree. There were two giants, an army of Harpies, a legion of Reavers, and eight other witches and wizards.” Fred reported.
The broke out again in murmurs.
“Silence.” James hissed. Everyone quieted again.
“Any casualties?” The Dark Lord asked. Voldemort tried not to let it show that he was worried for his son.
Fred gave a nod. “Two students, I do not know who they were.”
“How may injured?”
There were a several Death Eaters within the crowed that were worried for their own children from that school.
“When I had left there were 25 injured. 7 critically injured, including my younger brother. Which is why I came here. You know of a potion that could heal him.”
“What is the potion?” James inquired.
“Something to heal his nerves in his shoulder. If he doesn’t get it, he’ll never regain the use of his arm.” Fred explained.
James turned to Voldemort. “The Longus Sarcio potion.”
“We don’t have that stocked in the castle and it will take about three weeks to make, which by that time will be to late for your brother.” Voldemort stated. He frown thinking. “Rodolphus, take the lower rank and new recruits and head to Dumstrang. Tell Viktor to shut down and secure the castle and bring everyone here, including the two dead, if there is anything left to bring back.” Voldemort ordered to the older Lestrange brother.
Rodolphus nodded and waved his hand over his clothes, battle robes replaced his training gear as he called the lower ranks and the new recruits to him as he headed out of the throne room.
“Xavier, alert the med wing help the healers get it ready to receive mass injured.” Said wizard nodded and dashed out of the room.
“ Lucius, contact Beauxbatons. Alter them that Dumbledore might attack there next. If you can persuade them to close the school and relocate them here.” He too left the hall.
“Rabastan, Severus has the potion on his person at all times, come to my office after we are done here and I’ll send you to him. The rest of you are dismissed and are to ready the castle for guests, and to strengthen the battlements.” Voldemort barked standing from his throne.
Rabastan stood, as the rest of the Death Eaters left the throne room.
Hermione, Blaise, Theo, Cedric and Frank Bryce, the former gardner of the Riddle manor, all stayed behind to follow James, Rabastan, Fred and the Dark Lord to the Dark Lord’s office.
The large group made their way through the castle.
“Why are you following us?” Voldemort inquired as he led the others to his office.
“Harry, is my best friend and he’s with Snape. It might be better if I accompany mister LeStrange. Harry would be less likely to curse him when he suddenly shows up. Not to mention Remus.” Hermione pointed out.
“And you two?” He gestured to Theo and Zabini.
“You made me in charge of Hermione.” Theo replied.
“Im helping Theo with the Gryffindor, she can be tricky is she ever decided to pull anything.” Blaise shrugged.
Voldemort stopped and raised an eyebrow at the dark skinned boy. He then turned to Frank and Cedric.
“And you two?”
Cedric grinned. “We are James’ minions.” The hufflepuff became cocky after his resurrection. “We take orders from him only, and he hasn’t dismissed us.”
Voldemort pinched the bridge of his nose and turned to his husband. James just flashed him an innocent look.
“Zabini, go help Lucius. James deal with your two minions. Im not disclosing our son’s location to so many people.” The Dark Lord hissed and yanked Rabastan, Hermione, and Fred into his office and slammed the door and locked and warded it.
James banged on the door. “Shouldn't I know Harry’s location?” James yelled through the closed door.
“No!” Was yelled back.
“No sex for you!” James yelled back and kicked the door.
Inside the office Voldemort stared at the door with a fond smile on his face. “Hardly, that would punish you more then me,” He gave a small snort and turned to the four occupants in the room.
Rabastan had a smirk on his face, while the two teen boys looked horrified and Granger had a curious look.
Voldemort coughed awkwardly and headed to his desk.
“You’ll head to Harry’s location tomorrow. You get the potion get a report and get back here. I do not want him further involved in this war then he already has.” Voldemort ran a hand over his tired face.
“Are you going to tell Harry that his dad is alive?” Fred asked.
Voldemort shook his head. “James and I both thought it would better to wait until after the war. Like I said, I don’t want Harry involved.”
“Is there anything that you would like us to bring there or back?” Rabastan asked.
“James and I would like you to give Harry this book.” Voldemort opened a drawer of his desk and pulled out a thick leather book. He handed it to Rabastan.
“He will learn of his true heritage, if he hasn’t taken over the lordship of the Potter name. There is also evidence that I have collected that he can use against Dumbledore, if it anything ever happens to James and I before this war is done.”
Rabastan nodded and tucked the book into his robes.
Voldemort turned to Hermione.
“Now Miss Granger, I’ve noticed that you’re a bright witch.” Both Theo and Fred snorted. Voldemort sent them a glare with shut them up.
“I have a side project for you to work on. That is if you can handle the challenge.” Hermione gave a nod. “I want you to develop spells to help track and locate muggleborns children before they receive their Hogwarts letter. Think you’re up for the challenge?”
“Yes my lord.”
Fred looked startled that Hermione would call Voldemort that. When he saw her back in the throne room he didn’t know what to think. The last time he saw her she was defending Dumbledore. Something either really bad happened to make her run to Voldemort. Or she was captured somehow. Hell even both could have happened. He wondered if she was even told about what happened to Harry at the hands of those muggles.
“Severus has taken Harry and them to the States. I had found them a house in a small town called Forks, Washington. 472 Stars Road. The house backs onto a small forest. I will have a portkey ready for you tomorrow. You’ll end up in the forest. Now you are dismissed.” Voldemort waved them away before starting to organizing his paperwork.
They four headed to the door. “If you see Viktor, tell him to come to my office.”
“Yes my lord,” Rabastan, Theo and Hermione replied.
Once the four were in the corridor they turned to each other.
“You two better go get ready for tomorrow.” Rabastan stated to Hermione and Theo. They both nodded.
Hermione turned to Fred. “I’ll tell you about my adventure, and you can tell me about yours after dinner. I’ll visit Ron after i finish getting my things together.”
“You bet on it.” Fred gave a grin.
Hermione stared at Fred for a moment before launching herself at him for another hug. This time mindful of his injury.
“I’m glad that you are alive.” Hermione’s voice was muffled against his uninjured shoulder.
Fred wrapped his good arm around him. “So am I.”
Theo looked on in jealousy. He had gotten to know the muggleborn witch since she arrived and he had started to develop feelings for her.
The two separated.
“Come on,” Rabastan yanked on the back of Fred’s robes. “I’ll take you to the med wing. Your brothers might already be here.” The Death Eater started to drag the red head away and out of sight.
The two teens left, turned and made their way to the wing that they were assigned to.

“I didn’t realize that you and Weasley were dating.” Theo couldn’t help the bitterness that crept into his voice. “I would have thought that is was the younger brother that you might be dating. Though you did go with Viktor to the Yule Ball back in fourth year.”
“Fred and I are friends. As his brother and I. Hell even Viktor and I are friends. We went to the ball as friends.” Hermione rolled her eyes as they continued to make their way to their rooms. “Viktor confessed why he wanted to take me to the Ball instead of the person he actually had a crush on.”
“So you’re not dating a Weasley?” Theo asked as they started to climb the stairs.
“No, I’m not. Nor am I dating Harry.”
“Are you dating anyone?” Theo tried to ask casually.
Hermione huffed. “Do you like me or something?” She was starting to get irritated of the questions about her love life, or there lack of.
Theo’s arm shot out, and grabbed hold of the front of her robes. he spun her and pinned her against the wall, hands on either side of her head. The teen boy leaned in close. His grey eyes searched her face. Hermione felt her heart begin to beat faster as a flush begin to creep onto her cheeks.
“Yes Hermione. I do like you.” He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips.
Hermione closed her eyes at the touch of his lips against her. She had found the other teen to be attractive back in school. But she sure as hell knew that the Slytherin would never find an interest in her bookworm self. Not only was she a Gryffindor, but she was also a muggleborn.
Theo pulled back and took in the cute blush on her face. He cupped the side of her face, and gently caressed her cheek with her thumb.
“We better go get ready.” Was the first thing out of Hermione’s mouth. She cringe inwardly as Theo dropped his hand and hid his face behind his Slytherin mask.
“Of course,”
Theo turned and headed to his rooms down the hall from hers. Once he was in. He let out a deep sigh and leaned back against the door. He was a little crushed at her words. He should have known that she wouldn’t like him like that. Even though Theo knew he was attractive, he was a Slytherin and probably not her type.
“You’re an idiot!” Theo banged head back against the door and stared at the ceiling.

He growled and shoved himself away from his door and set about organizing the things he was going to take with him.
Once Hermione got back to her room, she sat down on her bed and stared at the floor. Her fingers tracing her lips, where they still tingled from the press of Theo’s against hers.
That was her first real kiss, and from a boy she actually like. It was wonderful, but, she had to go and ruined it by opening her mouth.
She got up from her bed and walked over to the vanity table where the vile of Blood Line potion sat.
Maybe she could talk to Theo once she was done and let him know that she actually likes him back and that she was actually really shocked at the kiss. so it cause her to say something stupid.
She uncorked the vile and tipped the content back. She swallowed the nasty tasting potion before pricking her finger and letter a single drop of blood fall onto a sheet of parchment she had already prepared.
She watched in amazement as it glowed in a soft golden light before it cleared and a family tree began to form. She searched the tree to find her name.
She was shocked to find her name not under who she came to know as her parents. Her named was under two people she least expected. It could not be. There must have been a mistake somewhere. Her parents were Alen and Jean Granger. They were dentists.
How could her parents be Regulus Black and Severus Snape?

Rabastan showed Fred the med wing and left to head to his chambers.
Fred walked in and saw more injured then when he had left Dumstrang.
“Fred!” George’s voice called out to the older twin.
The redhead turned towards the voice and saw all his brothers surrounding a bed that had a still unconscious Ron on it. He made his way over and sat on the edge of the bed. His baby brother looked so pale, and if it wasn’t for the slight rise and fall of his chest, Fred would have thought him to be dead.
“Does the Dark Lord have the potion?” Charlie asked.
Fred looked up into the hopeful faces of his siblings. “No,” He shook his head. “But I am going tomorrow to Snape and get the potion from him.”
“You’ll see Harry,” Bill stated. Fred nodded.
“What’s the Dark Lord like?” George asked. Bill and Charlie both rolled their eyes, even though they were both curious.
“He does not look like what we were told. He’s actually quite handsome. Yes he has blood red snake eyes, but he actually has a nose. And hair. He’s definitely a Dark Lord.” Fred explained before he shot his twin a smirk. “Hey George, guess who’s here?”
Bill and Charlie exchanged a weary look.
“Who is it my good man?” George gave a twin smirk of his own.
“One miss Hermione Granger.”
Bill and Charlie sputtered, eyes going wide.
“How the hell did she end up here?” Charlie inquired.
“What she injured?” Bill asked.
Fred held up a hand. “She was not injured and I don’t know, she said that she will tell me tonight. But thats not who all is here.”
“Who else could there be?” Bill narrowed his eyes at his brother.
“James Potter and Cedric Diggory.” Fred was cackling inside at the dumbstruck looks on his brothers faces.
“Fred they are both dead, how can they be here?” Charlie smacked Fred upside the head.
Fred scowled and slapped away Charlie’s hands. “Oi! I dont know how they came to be here. But, they are both alive. Apparently the Hufflepuff is a minion to Lord Potter.”
Fred sighed at the look his brothers gave him. “Its true!” He insisted.
“Fred is correct.”
The four brothers turned to see the alive Cedric standing by the door with an equally alive James Potter and another man with light brown hair, a strong jaw, bright blue eyes and a thick build. The other man was dressed like a muggle army personal with a gun strapped to his back, daggers strapped to his thighs with two hand guns at his hips.
“Bloody hell you’re truly alive.” George’s eyes widen and leaned against his twin for support. Fred reached up and flicked his twin in the forehead.
“Dolt!”
James smiled and moved towards the boys.
“You guys must be the Weasleys that Hermione told me about.” The dad of their friend walked up to the side of Ron’s bed and looked down. Cedric and the man stood at the foot of the bed.
“We are,” Bill answered, a little unsure. This man had been dead for nearly 15 years.
“What had happen?” Charlie asked. “If you don’t mind us asking.”
James gave a bitter laugh and sat down at the side on Ron’s bed.
“It was just after Tom getting cursed. He was changing, getting more violent. His views did a 180. Instead of wanting to help muggleborns and half bloods he wanted to destroy then,” A pained look crossed James’ face. “It was then that I decided that I had to send Viktor away until I could figure out how to change my husband back.”
“At that time I didn’t know that Evans was in league with Dumbledore. I thought I could trust her.”
Cedric stared at his Lord with a sad expression. He heard it once already, and hearing it the second time didn’t make it any easier. Frank paced a hand on the teen’s shoulder in comfort.
“I was just about two weeks to my due date with Airdien, Evans had changed his name to Harry, when I moved into a small cottage in the village. I was pretty sure that Tom, if he wanted to, would have looked for us at Gryffindor Castle. It was hard giving Viktor up to keep him safe, and the only thing that kept me going through the longing was knowing I had to be strong for him and Airdien, and to figure out a way to save the man I love.” James waved his hand over Ron and changed his still bloodied and torn robes into soft black pjs.
“I gave birth to Airdien and three months after that I found what curse it was that hit Tom. I researched the cure for him. But it was an odd cure. You’d have to ward an entire room and spill the blood of the one you’re trying to cure against the ruins.”
Bill raised his eyebrow. That didn’t sound like any wards that he knew. Granted his education was severely lacking according to David, the American Wizard that he ended up kissing.
James gave a small chuckle. “I know right. But that was what was required. Shortly there after the ‘Prophesy’ came out.” James did air quotations. “Which was complete bullshit. I never bought it because Harry was never Evans’ child. Even though I found out that she sent a letter to the Daily Prophet with a fake marriage certificate and birth certificate, implying that we were married and Airdien was her child. She stated that it was to protect us. I reluctantly went along with it. We made Peter our secret keeper, and with the help of Sirius and Remus, I covered Airdien’s nursery in ruins.”
“What we didn’t know was that Evans had written over some of the more crucial ruins with Judoo magic. The dark form of Voodoo magic. It warped everything. Instead of healing Tom it killed him.”
“Is that where Ha- Airdien got the mark on his side?” George asked.
James gave him a sharp look. “What mark?”
Bill smacked himself in the head. With all that has happened he completely for got that Har- no Airdien was filled with chaos magic.
“When the Dark Lord tried to kill Airdien I’m guessing the wizarding magic and Voodoo magic mixed. On Airdien’s hip, is a dark voodoo protection symbol. By the two magic’s mixing its most likely morphed his magic. I think he might have chaos magic swirling around inside him. Its very dangerous and can be fatal for Airdien and those around him if he doesn’t have an outlet for build up magic.” Bill explain.
James sighed. “I’ll have to let Rabastan know. He’ll have to train Airdien when he goes there tomorrow.”
“You know I should probably tell Tom that Harry’s real name is Airdien. He might wonder when i change the tapestries to show his proper name.”
“What the hell?” A voice interrupted them.
They all turned and saw Viktor standing there still in his dirty bloodied armor.
James got to his feet. His eldest was standing 20 feet from him, and all grown up. He could feel a lump rise in his throat and his vision blurred with tears.
“Viktor.” James rushed forwards and pulled his son into a tight hug, tears running down his face.
Viktor just stood there as the man he thought dead hugged him. Slowly his arms came up and he hugged his dad back. “Dad,” His voice was gruff with emotions.
The two didn’t notice a black owl land by Bill Weasley.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Remus stared at the collective wolf shifters, and his charges sitting around the giant table. The construction crew left just moments ago and the rest of Sam's pack showed up. He had Severus transfigure the back yard into a place where they could hold this great meeting and to eat.

Severus sat at the head of the table on one side while Sam sat opposite. Jacob was on Sam's right, and Remus sat of Severus' left.

In the hierarchy of their pack, if Sirius was still alive, he would be either the second in command or seen in the position of Alpha, with Severus in either role. Remus was sitting on Severus' left as his position as third and Sirius' mate. Draco sat beside the empty spot on Severus right, with Dustian sitting beside Draco. Harry sat beside Remus.

Sam noticed the empty spot but reframed from commented until the others had talked first.

"Thank you for gathering and agreeing to meet with us on short notice." Severus began.

"Thank you for having us," Sam replied back. There was high tension in the air from his pack. They have never met a shifter controlled by the moon before, let alone wizards. So they didn't really know how to proceed.

"Let's get down to business then, before we start our meal." Severus folded his hands on the table in front of him.

"When I was searching for a place to move us to, we had no idea that there were shifters here. Other wise we would either found us a different place, or got in contact with you first to arrange for us to live in your territory." Severus began to explain.

"So this meeting is to see if we will allow you to live here?" Sam inquired.

Severus shook his head. "Not anymore. It's already to late for that. No, this is to set up a treaty or an alliance."

Some of the shifters started to growl, but the combine snarls of Jacob and Sam subdued them.

"Why should we align ourselves with you?" Sam asked.

Jacob bit his lip contemplating if he should tell them that Harry was his imprinted.

"I imprinted on one of them," Paul spoke up from across from Jacob.

Everyone turned to him. Jacob hoped that it wasn’t his Harry.
"What is an imprint?" Draco spoke up.

The shifters were silently communicating.

'Who did you imprint?' Same asked.

'How come we didn't know about it?' Seth asked. All the time someone in the pack imprinted or had intense thoughts, they were projected to the rest of the pack. It seemed strange that Paul’s and Jacobs thoughts were hidden from the pack.

"An imprint is what we do when we meet the one that is most compatible as a life partner." Jacob answered looking directly at Harry.

This did not go unnoticed by Remus or Severus.

"So two of you in fact imprinted on two of our pack members," Remus raised an eyebrow.

He was glad to know that Harry had a mate, but he was also worried that it might be to soon after everything that has happened.

Sam turned to Jacob questionably.

"Dustian," Paul said in a quiet voice looking down at the table.

Everyone turned to the boy in question.

Dustian looked like a deer caught in a headlight, paling by the second. Inside he was panicking.

Harry watched his new brother with concern. He knew that growing up as Vernon's son couldn't have been easy, even though the boy was spoiled. But, he was still down in the basement along side Harry, for being what he's been told his entire life was bad.

Harry placed a hand on his brother's shoulder, offering whatever comfort he could give.

"This changes a few things," Severus rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"There will be rules regarding your imprints." Remus spoke up, bring the attention away from the boys.

"You can't really interfere between imprints," Sam interjected.

"Oh I know all about mates and them being the only one. But these two boys have been through quite a bit. So rule one, you go at their pace. You do not get to pressure them into doing anything or the consequences will be very severe." Remus gave both Jacob and Paul a stern look.

"More like I'll use you for potion ingredients severe." Severus have them his famous death glare.

"If you are over here visiting, curfew is at 11 pm, 10 pm in a school night. All bedroom doors will be left open. If you are out on the town curfew is 10pm." Remus flashed his golden eyes.

"They do not go out alone. Always in a group of four." Severus added.

"Is that necessary?" Paul asked.

"There is several reasons for that." Draco spoke. He just wanted this absurd meeting over with. His eye was starting to twinge and leak. He just wanted to cleanse it and go to bed. He wasn't even hungry anymore.

"And why is that?" One of the wolves asked.

"Can you speak sign language? Cause Harry cannot speak." Draco drawled, inspecting his nails. He heard negative response. "Can you protect yourselves against magic? Can you honestly say that you will not make Harry or Dustian uncomfortable when they were abused most their lives and are only comfortable now is because they have family around them to off set bad memories." His words were met with silence and worried gazes of the shifters unto Harry and his brother.

Draco stood from the table quickly, cupping a hand over his eye.

"What is it?" Severus stood and went to his godson.

"I just need to cleanse it and rewrap, it's starting to leak again." Draco mumbled quietly, not wanting the shifters to over hear.

"I'll excuse you and explain what is happening. Go and take care of it then be back here. Use what is to be the office, it has a mild silencing charm on it, to activate it is the word 'arsenal'"

Draco gave a nod to his godfather and headed back into the house as Severus returned to his seat.

"Please excuse Draco. He to has injuries he is recovering from. And like Harry it's taking a lot longer then we are liking. He'll be back shortly."

"Would it be wise for us to become allies, apart from two of our own now bonded with yours?" Sam asked and held up a hand when Jacob gave a growl.

"You guys seem to be a little un knowledgeable of your gifts. We can teach you, and you leave us to what little peace we will be able to get. We can help protect this town if that is your soul wish." Remus spoke up.

Sam narrowed his eyes. "What would you know of our gift?"

"That its a form of old magic. More native to here then in Europe. We can tell you the risks, what the magic is doing to your body. We can even test you to see what your limits are. Even train you." Remus answered.

"Why would we need extra training?" Jacob asked this time. He was curious.

"Well two of you are now bonded to two of ours. We need you to be able to protect them from the evil man that's after them." Severus intervened before Remus could answer.
"Wouldn't it be two men that are after Harry?" Dustian inquired, speaking up for the first time.

Everyone turned to said boy.

"The Dark Lord and Harry's old headmaster." Dustian rolled his eyes. He wasn’t as uncomfortable any more.

"No, just the headmaster,"
Remus shot Severus a hard look. Severus shot a look back, clearly meaning that he would explain later. He definitely needed to come clean about still working for the Dark Lord. And that it was actually the Dark Lord that had found this piece of property for them.
“How can we fight off magic?” Leah asked. She was the only female wolf shifter there.
“We’ll figure out if you can actually use magic, just like the type that allows you to shift into wolf form.” Severus explained. “There are also potions and charmed items that you can carry upon your person. Remus and I would be willing to supply you with them, should you wish.”

Once everything was dealt with Remus went inside to get the food, meeting Draco along the way. Between the two of them they were able to to bring all the food out.

Dinner was a quiet and awkward affair.
After everything was over with the shifter promised to come back tomorrow, not only to work on the house but those not working would learn about magic.
Remus sent the boys up to bed, they were currently sharing as their rooms were not finished, and he set about cleaning up.
He was doing the dishes when a sudden wave of nausea and dizziness washed over him. He leaned against the counter waiting for it to pass. It has been getting worse all day. He barely made it through dinner without throwing up.
“How long are you going to suffer through this before you’d let me check you over?” Severus’ voice startled Remus making him stumbled.
Severus rushed to steady him and brought him into the semi finished living room. Severus helped Remus settle onto the couch before sitting in front of him on the coffee table. He brought out his wand and started to run diagnostic scans over the wolf. He had to run the scans against to make sure that what they were telling him were true.
“Whats wrong with me?” Remus asked. He was afraid that news would be bad, that loosing Sirius was slowly killing him and he only had a little bit of time left with Harry.
Severus took a deep breath, pushing his memories back. “It seems that you are two months along with Black’s child.”
Remus sat there stunned. He was carrying his mate’s pup? There was one last piece of Sirius left, and it was growing inside of him.
He placed a hand on his still flat stomach. Though, in an other month he would start showing.
“Shit, I have to tell Harry.” Remus started to get up. Severus stopped him.
“Wait. Give it a day so you can think on how you’re going to tell the boys, I’ll let Sam know that the free room beside yours will be turned into a nursery.”
Remus sighed leaning his elbows on his knees. He was excited about the new pup, but him and Severus already are taking care of three teenage boys. He didn’t want Harry to feel like he wasn't wanted. And its a dangerous time. Especially since both Dumbledore and Vo-.
Remus looked up at Severus.
“Earlier, what did you mean only Dumbledore was after Harry?’
Severus cursed softly.
“You have to promise that you will listen to everything, no interruptions.” Severus ran a hand through his hair.
Remus gave a nod.
“Voldemort is not going to be coming after Harry, because he’s Harry’s father.”
“What?!”
Severus gave Remus a glare.
“What? This is is preposterous!” Remus gave a glare back.
“Listen here wolf.” Severus hissed. “Potter was married to Voldemort long before the war began. He was bonded to the dark lord back when he was 15! Voldemort was nothing like he was a year before he was defeated. You know Potter would never agree to bonding with someone who he thought was an complete psychopath?”
“So Voldemort wasn’t all hell bent on the destruction of the wizarding world?” Remus asked doubtfully. He knew James, he was confused as to why he would marry Lily, but had brushed it aside.

“He actually wanted to protect all the muggle borns and half bloods. He was changed on the same day that my husband and unborn child were hit with a curse which later killed them.”

“You were married?”
Severus gave a small nod.
“Were you ever loyal to the Voldemort?” Remus asked.
“I still am. I’m his most trusted follower. He knows that Harry is here, that we have him.”
Severus winced at the growl that Remus was letting out.
“Would you knock it off. The Dark Lord will not harm his son. Either of his sons.”
Remus stopped growling. “He knows about Dustian?”
“By now? Its a possibility. But thats not the son I was talking about. Harry’s has an older brother. Its Viktor Krum.”
“You have to be shitting me,” Remus stared in disbelief.
“Afraid not. After the Dark lord attacked the Dursley’s he contacted me asking if I had Harry. He is actually the one that found us this place.” Severus explained.
“So Voldemort is actually the good guy?” Remus was still skeptical, especially after everything the bastard did.
“Yes. Dumbledore was the one to curse the Dark Lord, who ended up killing Potter and attempt on his son.”
The two sat in silence for bit before Remus spoke next.
“How are we explaining this to the boys?”
The two men didn’t need to worry, as all three boys heard the entire conversation from their hiding spot by the banister of the stairs.
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Arthur groaned slowly coming to. The last thing he remembered was walking in on his wife and the headmaster.

He got to his knees and tried to raise a hand to his head but found he couldn't. Opening his eyes he noticed he was in a ritual chamber, in the middle of a sacred circle.

His wrists had shackles on them with a short thick chain to the floor.

Across from him was another sacred circle.

"I see our sacrifice is awake," a voice sneered from the side of the chamber.

Arthur looked to see Dumbledore sitting on a skeletal throne, his daughter at his feet. Her stomach protruding slightly indicating her with child.

Dumbledore wore a black robe with a red skull pendent around his neck. The small skull was radiating dark magic. The old man's hand was playing with the red hair on his youngest's head.

Arthur stared in disgust at his daughter. He looked around the chamber and saw several dark robes wizards and witches kneeling around the two circles. His wife was nowhere to be seen.

"What the hell are you doing?" Arthur hissed, yanking in his chains.

"Gaining more power," Dumbledore's twisted as he grinned.

Arthur felt cold fear run down his spine.

"You're fucking mad." Arthur struggled further.

"Completely, which is why it's going to work." Dumbledore stood up, upsetting Ginny's position of leaning against his leg.

He walked over to one of his kneeling minions.

"By sacrificing you, I'll be able to resurrect Sirius Black and the power of the black family. Then I'm going to absorb his and your magic."

Arthur couldn't believe what he was hearing. It would never work.

Dumbledore took a dagger from within his robes and handed it over to the wizard the was now standing.

The wizard took the blade and made his way over to the struggling Arthur. He forced Arthur's head back until he was gazing at the ceiling and started to carve ruins into his forehead.

Dumbledore went back to his throne.

Arthur felt the magic of the ruins start to form, as searing pain started in the middle of his chest.

In the other circle white lightning started to form crackling against the protective lines. A form started to appear within the lightening.

The wizard stepped back as the Weasley family magic began to gather and swirl around Arthur as his life force was bit by bit draining away to give life to the being in the other circle.

The being sat up with, long black hair curtained his face. Only two bright glowing blue eyes could be seen.

Arthur saw the being give him a nod as the pain became to much and he left out an ear splitting scream as the rest of his life force was ripped from his body, slamming into the being.

The swirling Weasley magic continued to swirl for a moment longer before it shot up through the ceiling of the chamber.

"NO!" Dumbledore roared getting to his feet.

The lightening continue to grow, pushing at the protective lines, straining them before they snapped. The escaped lightening ricochet off of the walls of the chambers and fried some of the minions.

The being stood up, his naked form dancing with the blue lightening.

Dumbledore whipped his wand out and started flinging curses at the being. Lightening destroyed the spells before they could reach him.

He shot out a hand aimed just to the right of the madden wizard.

Dumbledore laughed at the pathetic attempted at the other wizard.

"You missed Black."

The being showed his fanged teeth in a grin.

"I wasn't aiming for you. Now your breeding bitch is gone along with the bastard she carried."

Dumbledore whipped around and saw that Black was right. The lightening had pierced through the bitch's stomach making it explode. The half formed body of the infant spilled out of the torn stomach of its mother. Blood pooled around both bodies.

Dumbledore screamed out in rage. Not for the bitch, nor for the whelp she was carrying but for the fact that his plans were now set back. He now has to find another power source to impregnate.

Black's haunting laughter filled the chamber.

Dumbledore turned back around just as the other wizard shimmered out of existence.
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