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A Blessing of the Moon	By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 61529 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 17
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Chapter 10

Harry nearly stumbled over a rock again as Dorian tugged his hand, “Dorian, Dorian calm down! Where are you taking me?”

“You just have to see this Harry, it’s amazing! We can do this tonight and hopefully it will work. Look! Look at this statue, it’s beautiful!” Dorian cried tugging him closer.

Harry straightened up and looked at the now cleared and cleaned statue, it was beautiful. Sparkling white marble of a woman with three faces, one young, one middle aged, and one old, holding her hands out, the moon balanced on her head as her robes draped delicately around her, wolves were surrounding her feet, some standing at her side one laying across her feet, an owl on one shoulder and a raven on the other. Harry walked up to it and ran his hand along the wolf laying at her feet. “How can it still look so perfect? It looks like it was just carved, and it’s been out here a long time, it was covered by dirt and growth.”

“There were wards around the statue, essentially freezing it in time, but look it holds everything that is one with the moon, the owl for wisdom, the raven a companion and guide for the dead, the wolves are the guardians of the road, the woman with three faces representing all points of the moon new full and dark, all the fazes of life. Blessed Mother, this is amazing, such brilliant craftsmanship, you don’t see this anymore. Look at the base of the statue, there is a large basin where you fill it with water, you place the flowers in her hands, the pelt on the wolf at her feet, and the water and water flowers in the basin. We only might have one problem.”

Harry looked up at him, “what is that?”

“The ritual calls for someone kissed by the goddess herself, we don’t have anyone like that. Unless…” Dorian trailed off looking pointedly at Harry’s necklace.

Harry’s hand went to the symbol around his neck, “when I was bitten…I stood at the crossroads. Hecate herself walked with me to my next path and then kissed my forehead before she sent me on my chosen path.”

Dorian’s face broke out in a wide grin, “you have just saved us all. I won’t force you to do this, but know that we do need you to speak the words and fallow the ritual.”

Harry laughed softly, “no pressure right? Can I just sit here for a little bit? I feel like I need to…I dunno…pray or something.”

The Healer nodded, “I do need an answer before the sun sets, that gives you about three hours. Should you chose to do this there is a ritual that needs to be done for you to give the ritual at midnight.”

Harry nodded and turned back to the statue as Dorian walked away, he felt a shifting at his neck and looked to see Shiva uncurling from around his neck and slithering down his arm to rest in his palm. Harry lifted his hand and looked at the little snake, “good morning sleepy.”

Shiva blinked at him slowly his tongue flicking out to taste the air, “we are not home.”

Harry chuckled and ran his fingers lightly down the snakes silky scales, “no, Dorian had to show me this statue and I didn’t want to leave you alone and have you panic, so I just laid you over my shoulders and you curled up, didn’t wake up the whole time I stumbled through the forest.”

“The air around here taste strange, not dangerous…just strange. Something is here, but then again it’s not here. Feels like the Old Ones.”

“Old Ones?”

Shiva curled back onto his palm laying his tail over his eyes, “yes, I’m going to go back to sleep now, there is no danger and this place makes me sleepy.”

Harry rolled his eyes and laid Shiva lightly on a sun warmed rock and he kneeled down and looked up into the face of the statue. The sun was bright but the leaves of the trees blocked most of it out and a nice breeze kept the heat from getting to overwhelming. The sound of the forest was calming and relaxing and Harry found himself at total peace at this place, he laid his head on his arms and closed his eyes, feeling himself drift off.

The soft sound of humming made Harry open his eyes and he found himself at the base of the statue but the world around him was in muted colors and while the trees swayed there was no wind and no heat from the sun. He heard the splash of water and looked over to see a woman in purple robes washing something in the lake. He got up and walked over and sank down beside her, “do you only come in dreams?”

She chuckled, “what makes you think this is a dream little Harry? I came because you asked me to, I know what you are trying to do.”

“Are you going to tell me that it’s pointless and I should just give up?”

She arched an eyebrow as she wrung out the cloth she was washing. “Is that what you think? Do you think it’s pointless and you need to give up?”

“No! I think it’s a great idea, I think it can work, but Dorian says they need someone who is kissed by the goddess, I think it’s something more than that.”

She smiled, “you’re right Harry, it is something more than that. I chose you for this Harry, I waited and I watched as my children suffered, I let them suffer.”

Harry gaped at her, “what do you mean you let them suffer? You let the werewolves have painful turnings and…and be turned into monsters? Why the hell would you do that?”

“My gift was squandered Harry, back before, I was worshiped, in all my forms. I never took sacrifices besides flowers and foods, I loved my children and gave them a great gift, but then…they used my gift for war, they used something of beauty to kill. I am not a war god, I do not take joy in blood being spilt in my name, I only honor peace and love and harmony. So I let them keep my gift, but I took the secrets with me, when they continued on their path their inner wolves began to slowly go insane with the pain of being cut off from my gaze when they wanted and being forced into turning only on the full moon. I was waiting for you to come along, I saw someone who was pure of heart and who had seen much in their young life to know that my will needed to be done. You are the one I saw in the future of my wolves, you are the one who will bring balance and peace. Your mate, your Fenrir, he is strong but he is stubborn, you balance him out. You will be a good match for him, a good balance for this pack. Because of you many more will come back to the light of my love, and you will be a legend.”

Harry sighed, “I’m always a legend for something, I can’t be just Harry.”

She laughed softly and stroked his hair, “such is the burden of being special. You can’t deny who you are little one, you can try to hide and run from your destiny, but you are special. You are a gift, some people are just destined for greatness, but only you can decide how you want to use your gifts. Do you want to help Dorian? Remus? Fenrir? Do you want to stop their pain, and yours?”

Harry nodded, “of course I do.”

She smiled, “then don’t run anymore. Take a hold of your destiny.” She grabbed a scarf and laid some in his hand. “pull the reins and forge your path.”

The scarf tugged pulling Harry off his feet and into the water. He snarled and pulled the scarf hard as he tried to break the surface of the water. He could see Hecate’s face looking down at him from the banks of the lake and he felt his wolf snarl and thrash as he tugged hard on the scarf and pulled himself to the surface.

Harry gasped as he pulled himself out of the dream, his hand clenched around a dark purple scarf. He panted and gasped for breath as he looked around. Shiva lifted his head, “you are distressed? What happened?”

Harry looked down at the scarf in his hands and a small smile spread over his lips as he held his hand out for Shiva to slither up his arm. “I’ll explain on the way back.” He gathered the snake up and walked back to the pack.

The sun set and the near full moon rose as he stood next to the statue of the Moon Mother. He was dressed in a dark black toga that wrapped around just his waist, leaving his chest bare and black over robes lined with dark purple and silver with a silver embroidered three faze moon on the back. His pendant of Hecate hung free around his neck and he looked as the Pack slowly fell into the small clearing by the lake in front of the statue and he caught sight of Tom, Severus, Lucius, Narcissa, Draco, and Sirius standing off to the side just to watch. He saw Fenrir slowly sink to his knees and the pack fallowing behind him. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, “thank you all for coming, tonight we…as a pack…take a step that no wolf has taken in hundreds of years. Our pain at the turn is because we wronged the one who gave this gift. Mother Moon gave this gift for us to always be in her sight and to always guard and protect her world. Wolves are strong protectors, never violent mindless beasts like we have become. Tonight I offer to change that, tonight should you all chose to do so, you call can fallow with me. Mother Moon shines on us tonight, not all full, and she is giving us this chance to go back to what we were, able to change at will and able to run in any face of the moon whenever we chose. Through this ritual you will be purified and given the favor of the Moon Mother to change your shape when you wish. Tonight we become one with our wolves.” He offered everyone a smile as he turned to the statue and lifted a silver jug of water filled from the lake. He looked at the statue and took a deep breath to let it out slowly as he began to recite in Latin.

The ritual continued on, Harry laid the pelt over the wolf with a blessing, the flowers in the statue’s hand with another, and then poured the water into the basin as he finished the prayer. He turned back to the pack and held his hand out to Remus, he had discussed it with Fenrir and Dorian and decided that Remus would be the first for the blessing because of the poison in his system from the potion. He smiled as his godfather took his hand and knelt in front of him. Harry dipped his fingers into the water and smiled, “cordis puri,” he said clearly as he laid his fingers on Remus’s heart, “pura mentis, homo et lupus unum sunt. Currere cum luna.” Harry smiled as he laid his lips on Remus’s forehead before standing back up straight, “by the light of the moon and the love of Mother Moon, I pronounce Remus Lupin whole, go with love and peace in your heart, and run free.”

Harry smiled as he did the same for every other wolf in the pack before blessing himself. He stepped in front of the statue and slid his outer robes off and holding up his hands. “Tonight we are blessed, we bring an end to a curse and bring back the honor that we were given. Mother Moon gave us this gift, if we continue to honor her and honor ourselves we will take the gift given and we will run not when the moon decides but when we decide.” Harry closed his eyes and he felt his wolf run forward and felt his human self faze into the wolf and when he opened his eyes he saw the world through the eyes of a wolf. He watched the amazed look on the many faces of the pack and turned to see Tom and the others smiling and he watched as Sirius walked forward in his Animagus form and bump heads with him. Harry heard a howl and looked to see the giant silver and grey wolf that he knew to be Fenrir howling and panting as he sat in his wolf form for the first time outside of the moon.

More howls and barks joined in as the pack changed and began to play. Harry noticed that the only one who hadn’t changed was Remus and he padded over nuzzling and licking at the other wolf. Remus gazed down at the beautiful black wolf before him and ran his hands through the soft fur before wrapping his arms around him and burying his face into his neck. “I’m scared Harry…the wolf has been nothing but pain for me, what if it didn’t work for me?”

Harry whined and bumped his head against Remus’s chest, urging him to change. He saw Sirius change back and watched his godfathers with a paw on Remus’s knee.

Sirius slid his arm around his mate and kissed him softly, “you have to try Remus, I know you are scared, but you know that we are all here, you have to try.” He offered a smile as he moved back and shifted bag nudging his mate and growling soothingly.

Remus took a deep breath and closed his eyes, he could see his wolf inside of him curled up and scared. He slowly walked forward in his mind and laid his hand on the tawny fur. The wolf whimpered and looked up at him with fear and pain in its eyes. “Shhh…it’s alright, we need to be one. I’m sorry for all the pain I caused you, I was afraid, but now I know I was wrong, you aren’t something to fear, you are something to embrace. A beautiful strong side to me that saved me more times than I can count.”

The wolf looked up at him, “you accept? Mate accepts? Pup accepts?”

Remus smiled and wrapped his arms around the wolfs neck, “yes, now lets run.” When he opened his eyes Remus howled in joy as he felt his body change and he looked at the world with wolf eyes. He bumped and nudged Harry and Sirius happily, for once feeling in control of himself and not feeling any pain. He watched as Sirius took off for the water where some other wolves were playing and he chased after him with Harry and Fenrir on his heels.

Tom smiled as he watched the pack with amazed eyes, he leaned into Severus and sighed. “This is amazing, I have never seen this in my whole life.”

“It’s truly amazing, these men and women can now change at will. This will change the world.” Severus said, “we can also use this against the Ministry, get that poison thrown out. It’s a horrible potion to brew.”

Tom nodded, “one step at a time Severus, this is a big step for us in the right direction, bringing harmony back to magic. We still have a long way to go. Come, let’s leave the pack to the pack, we have work to do.” He motioned for everyone to fallow, leaving the forest filled with joyous howls of the wolves.

A/N: Translations:

cordis puri: Pure of Heart

pura mentis: Pure of Mind

homo et lupus unum sunt.: Man and Wolf are one

Currere cum luna: Run with the moon
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