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Growing up Royal: After TTTC

By Lady Edgecombe

Chapter 14: What’s with the Vampires?

Disclaimer: I do not now, nor have I ever contributed to the Harry Potter stories by J. K. Rowling. I do not make money at writing this fanfiction nor any others. But, I sure do like to borrow the characters and play for a while. I promise to put them back so others can share too.

Summary: After The Third Time Charm, Harry, Severus and company start to raise the younger Harry Potter while trying to help the Potter parents recover. “AD was right about something,” Becca said, “All this fame could go to his head.” Time Travel AD GnW RW HG MW bashing, Abuse, Anal, AU/AR, M/M, OC, Oral, Spank, Yaoi

Growing up Royal: After TTTC

Posted: 04 April 2011

Chapter 14: What’s with the Vampires?

Harry was livid that one of his elves was hurt. Because of his early childhood, Harry was the one that identified with them the most and did not excuse any type of abuse to a smaller being, bonded or not.

"Where did that bird come from? Who sent it? I will NOT..." The younger man's voice rose louder with each word.

"Harry, love, calm down," Sev whispered into his ear. He understood how much the man hated to see any being suffer, but the younger man needed to calm down so they could think this through rationally.

"I don't have to calm down! Someone sent that blasted bird and had it attack an elf under MY protection! I want to know who!" Harry was still ranting. Some of the people in the room had already seen this behavior before and knew he would calm down, but the guest of Salazar was looking at him with wide eyes and amazement. He had never seen a wizard so protective of his property.

It was Sal that explained to his friend without going into too much detail on Harry's personal past.

"He doesn't like to see any animal or being suffer. He is like a bear with a cub when it comes to his employees, his elves and his family," Sal tried to explain. "It's no secret that the relatives that raised him hated magic and hated him and didn't treat him well. He won't let that happen to anyone he feels responsible for."

The man raised his eyebrows with a blank look on his face. "I know some wizards that abuse their elves, much worse than the few scratches that this one has, on a regular basis," the guest said.

"I know. It was hard for some of the employees to get used to. The ones that grew up with elves were shocked, but they soon learned, after seeing Harry's reaction to even shouting at an elf for any reason." Sal explained. "Harry does not tolerate abuse of any kind."

"I am impressed," the man said as he stared darkly at the younger man, then focused his attention on Sal. "So my friend, why did you call me here?" the dark man asked interestedly. Vampires were not really concerned with the abuses that wizards used on other beings, actually they were not concerned much with wizards at all. But, in the interest of magical unity, they could understand wanting to protect the magical world and it was in the best interest of everyone to help. You just had to be very careful who you decided to ally with. The vampires were already allied in some ways. They were supplied donated blood and in return gave back other services such as protection for some of the smaller creatures.

"Let's call a meeting so we can discuss everything," Sal said quietly to his friend as he motioned to a chair in the room for him to sit. He then noticed that Harry was starting to calm after someone used a few healing spells on the elf and gave the elf a healing potion while giving Harry a calming draft. Sal suspected that Sev was the one with the potions on him. The owl was still stunned on the floor. Then, he noticed one of the fairies pop into the room.

Sal raised his voice just enough to get everyone's attention saying, "Alright, everybody, we need to talk about a few things while we have the office to ourselves. I know the Headmistress is currently seeing to some of the O.W.L.S so now would be a good time. I would like to introduce everyone to Michael Tepes; he is a friend of mine and happens to be a vampire."

After everyone greeted the newcomer, Harry looked at Sal and asked, "So what is our meeting about?"

"We need one more person here," Sal told him and shouted, "Head Elf Kinty!" Immediately the elf appeared sporting a new silk uniform in gold and silver with the Hogwarts crest stitched on his left breast.

"Yes, Master Slytherin, Kinty is here to serve," the elf said as he bowed deeply.

Sal raised a brow but said nothing. Usually the elf would say "Kinty be here" but it seemed the Prince elves were already working their magic in giving the Hogwarts elves some pride in their appearance and speech. Thank Merlin the elf was wearing something other than that horrible tea towel.

"We need to do something about the wards here at Hogwarts..." Sal started when Kinty suddenly started bowing and thanking Salazar for saying that. When the elf finally settled down, Sal started again. "Since the current wards are, in my opinion, beyond repair, I propose that we tear down what is left and redo the wards on the entire castle and lands. When the Castle was first warded we used seven covens of thirteen. One coven was of witches and wizards, another was of vampires, the next was centaurs, then goblins. These were the dark covens that laid the wards in the earth. Next came the light covens, of fairies, elves and then unicorns. The first coven of witches and wizards was also the last to seal them. Each coven would do their own ritual by placing their magic into the wards. After a coven’s ritual there would be seven days rest; then the next coven would do the same. The entire process took seven full weeks, with the last ritual at the end of the forty-ninth day. This needs to be done without any other occupants in the building."

This was all new to Harry, but he was excited about the prospect of being able to participate. "Who needs to be in the covens and what do we need to do?" He actually was still thinking about that stupid bird that was still on the floor. If the wards had been better, anything that was potentially dangerous should have been either stunned or repelled.

"That is what we need to determine in the next few days. We have to start as soon as the castle is empty if we are to reopen on September 1st. Our first coven shall convene on the Summer Solstice."

Michael looked at his friend and asked, "I am assuming that you brought me here for this reason?"

"If you can get enough vampires together to help. I hate to put this on you in a rush, but our timeframe for such an endeavor is very limited."

"I understand, old friend; it will be done." Michael Tepes looked at Salazar with a pensive look on his face. It was not normal for the vampire to have an expression so Sal quirked his brow at the man as if to ask 'What are you thinking about?'

"Your Aberforth Dumbledore..." the man started and immediately everyone in the room was giving the man their attention. "There is something... strange... about the man."

"What do you mean… strange?" Sev asked.

"It's hard to put my finger on it, but it's like his magic doesn't seem to fit quite right." Michael looked at Sal, "I don't know how else to explain it. When he tried to Imperious us into leaving, I had the feeling the magic within was at war with the body."

"You mean like he stole someone's magic?" Salazar asked his friend.

"I don't know, I can study him some more when I leave here but you need a coven and I would rather work on that. As a matter of courtesy, I will need to ask for permission for this from my father," Michael explained.

Salazar nodded, understanding that this was not a small favor; it would make another connection with the vampires and, if necessary, they would come and protect the castle if war broke out or it was in any other trouble.

Sal turned to Fertility, the fairy that was in the room. "Do you think you could talk to the fairy counsel?" The little being was darting around the room but suspended herself in front of Salazar and in her little diminutive voice answered "yes" before popping out of the school.

"Head Elf Kinty, you will need to compose your coven with the Head's assistant elves here in the room. The rest of your coven should be the best that Hogwarts has to offer and well versed in the warding ritual. The Head's assistants can help you. Prepare the castle for everyone to leave. We want the place completely empty of living beings no more than two days after the last day of class. Have some of the other elves put on alert to make sure everyone is packed with everything they have in the building. We don't want anyone coming back to get something they forgot or that they suddenly need." The Head elf popped to do Master Salazar's bidding with a soft pop.

"That leaves the goblins, Gorbink. Do you think we could have some of the best warders in a coven to help the school?"

"We will be there; you just need to tell us when we need to come. I have many to choose from, but they will want to know what wizards and witches we are committing to," the goblin said in his guttural speech.

"Yes, we will have to decide that before we finish today. I also have to go into the forest and speak with the centaurs and unicorns to get their cooperation."

"So what are we going to do about this bird?" Harry interjected. It looked like it was trying to wake up and he didn't want it attacking anyone else.

"Does anyone know who this bird belongs to?" Sal asked the room in general.

"I do, looks like that same ruddy bird that sits at the Hogshead Inn. I could almost swear there are traces of Dumbledore's magic on it, too." Michael piped in.

"Then I will take the bird with me into the forest and let it go back to Dumbledore. What did his missive say?"

Harry, who still had the note in his hand after getting it away from the bird as they were trying to subdue it, looked at the parchment. "It's addressed to McGonagall, and Sal? It feels as if it has some kind of compulsion curse on it."

Michael, who was intrigued by this young man, asked, "How do you know?"

"I can feel them but they don't work on me; Sev says it’s because I am too stubborn and pigheaded for compulsion and Imperious curses to work." Harry grinned good- naturedly at his husband before turning his attention back to the vampire. "I'm just lucky I guess."

Sal was more interested in the note in Harry's hand, than why he knew there was a compulsion charm on it. He held out his hand so Harry could give him the note then read it.

    Minerva,

Sorry I haven't been able to come see you, tried to floo but it was blocked. Hope everything is alright. Will see you soon.

    A D

"What the... mmmddmkdkdfff... is that all about?" Harry mumbled in the middle of the sentence. He and Severus were in the habit of monitoring their speech when around the kids and sometimes it just fell into adult conversations as well.

"I would say it's a note for the Headmistress. The man doesn't seem to know that all mail is supposed to be opened by the elves first, after they cast the detection charms for any problems. Only then will the note be delivered. Seems the owl didn't want us to know he was contacting her. I wonder why?" Salazar surmised.

Severus was the one that brought order back to the room. "Alright, everyone, we don't have time for Aberforth's strange behavior. It seems the wards are our most important priority. I suggest, Sal, take the bird with you, when you go talk to the others and do what you need to do. We will leave the note on the desk for Minerva to find, after we remove the compulsion charms."

It was about an hour later when one of the students that Severus and Harry had spoken with came knocking on the office door. Harry answered the door expecting it to be one of the professors or perhaps Sal's friend Michael. He was not expecting to see one of the problem students in front of him.

"Mr. Prince, I was hoping I could ask you something?" the fifth-year girl asked hesitantly. "I was talking with some of my friends and they said you might be able to help me."

"Kristan Bannerson, isn't it?" Harry tried to identify the girl from the group.

She nodded her blonde head and looked into the office. It was startling to see goblins, elves and the other adults working in there. She had been a few times to the Headmistress' office and had never seen so much going on.

Harry gently took the girl's hand, motioned to Severus for him to join them, and they entered a small side-chamber next to the office so they could have a private conversation.

"Now," Harry said as they settled into some seating, "what is it that you need to ask us?"

"Well, I know it's not really done, but there are so many changes about, I was hoping it would be possible..." her sentence trailed off as she looked at the stern face of Severs Prince.

"Just spit it out, Ms. Bannerson, we can't help if we don't know the problem." Severus was a little short with the young woman, so Harry turned and gave him a glare. The girl obviously had a problem of some sort and needed some help. No one would risk that 'Professor Snape glare' for no reason.

"Well, I know it's not done," she repeated, "but I was hoping I could spend the summer at Hogwarts so I could study and bring up my grades. I don't want to lose my scholarship."

Just as Severus was about to tell her “no,” Harry looked at the young girl and asked, "Why would you want to stay at the castle and not with your family?"

The young girl shook her head and then said, "Forget I asked, Mr. Prince, I am sorry to have bothered you."

Harry was having some minor flashbacks of himself at this age. He said "Wait here!" then sprung from his seat and opened the door. "Griphook, I need some inheritance parchment. Do we have any here?"

Griphook in his little goblin guttural sounding voice said, "Never leave the bank without it," then proceeded to fish some out of his satchel and hand Harry Prince the parchment that would allow them to see a person's family tree. It was the same parchment used for the Muggle-raised that were thought to only be Muggle-born.

"Ms. Bannerson, I would like you to put three drops of your blood on this parchment and we will see who your relatives are."

"But I don't have any relatives other than my grandmother. She is a Muggle and doesn't understand too much about this world."

"Let's try this, anyway, shall we?" Harry tried again. Sev was just sitting there watching the scene silently. He knew what Harry was thinking. The negative answer to the girl's request just might be easier if there was an alternative. He remembered how many times Harry had asked the Headmaster to be allowed to stay during the summer and was told “no.”

They waited in that small room watching just outside the office and watched as the spidery lines slowly mapped out a family tree. Kristan stared, transfixed and watched as her family appeared before her eyes. But there were several blank spots on it and it was very, very slow.

"Ms. Bannerson," Severus said to get her attention. "It is not possible to stay at the castle as the wards need to be renewed. But there are alternatives; we just have to first see who might want to know about you other than your grandmother."

The young girl nodded her head, but never took her eyes off the parchment. The two Prince men watched with her as the lines filled in more and more. Harry was the first to notice that there was a great aunt that had married someone from the McKinnon family.

Harry knew it would make the current McKinnon family her twice removed cousins but it was enough. "I think we can help. Let me send an owl to some people we know. I don't want you to get on the train with the others. We will take you home instead. Does your grandmother usually meet you at the train station?"

The fifth year student shook her head and answered, "No, I have to take the underground to outside London and she meets me. It's closer to where we live."

Harry thought for a minute and then said, "We will call her as soon as we get into the Muggle world. Don't worry; you will leave here in three days when we leave, and we will go with you to talk to her about your summer missions’ project."

"Missions’ project?"

“You will get more details on that later. Go back to your dorm; just make sure your trunk is packed when the others are, but meet us at the door, and do not get on the carriages and head for the train," Harry instructed the girl.

"Yes, sir, Mr. Prince," the young girl said, smiling while rolling up her parchment and taking it with her. This might be her chance to finally find some magical family and not have to live in the Muggle world anymore.

"Ms. Bannerson," Severs Prince interrupted her departure, "You will not tell anyone about this conversation until we instruct you otherwise. We need to notify your relatives first."

"Yes, sir," she answered and then left.

When he was sure that they were alone once again, Harry looked at his husband and asked "Does it ever end? They all need so much."

"There will always be the needy around you, love. You can’t help them all, but you can help some who come across your path." Severus replied. “The effects of the war caused some ripple effects that can never be ‘fixed’.”

“Yeah, I know. I just hate to see kids who are abused or hurt because they are different.”

Severus smiled and put his arm around the younger man. They both walked back into the inner office to see what the others were doing.

The goblins were still hard at work with the accounting books, but the others were not so busy anymore. The testing was completed and the reports filed. In fact, the testing results were already calculated and grades were ready to hand out. With the help of the assistant elves, the extra members of the Board doing the patrols of the hallways, and the others in the office, all the professors and the headmistress had to do was grade the results of the testing. There would be nothing left for the professors to do by the time the students were ready to leave.

Back at the Hogshead Inn…

Aberforth was now suspicious. Not only was the floo still blocked, but when he sent his owl with a note to Minerva, his owl came back over two hours later with no reply. He had told the owl to deliver the parchment in the hands of the Headmistress only. Now the owl looked like it was a little worse for wear too. Its feathers were ruffled and it also looked a little dazed and flew straight to its perch without so much as a pause to Aberforth.

And those Vampires! What was it with the blasted Vampires! Why wouldn’t they leave! His other barkeep said he wasn’t coming back until they were gone. Aberforth had things to check on and he couldn’t do that until they left so he could close the place for a few hours or the other employee came in.

He didn’t notice that as he was ranting in his head, Michael Tepes came in to speak with some of his fellow clan members. But then, after a brief discussion, he left again to go back to the castle. Another one left after him to comply with the request of his leader. Now there were only two vampires left for Aberforth to worry about.

Michael was contemplating the past week's events while walking through Hogsmead Village. There were not many who knew that Salazar was the original from another time line. They all thought Salazar was a descendent. He didn’t even know how many other time lines these people crossed. What he did know was that, for whatever reason, the fates had them stationed here to create a better world. It made one wonder if there were others that they didn’t know about.

The one thing Michael was sure of was they didn’t like the destruction of the magical world. They were committed to this world with their heart and soul, and yet, he didn’t understand why they put out so much effort. They could just as easily live somewhere else in peace. Buy themselves an island somewhere and stay out of all the conflict. Another thought intruded on his musings. He remembered what the old men, the ones they called the grandfathers of the group, had told him when he asked them the question of staying out of the conflict:

“It would seem that staying away is the easy choice, but it is tormenting to watch everything you have ever worked for and everyone you have loved, be destroyed by bad choices and people that should know better. Imagine watching everyone you cared about… die… at the hands of some evil monster. You are a direct descendent of Count Dracula and have lived about three perhaps four hundred years? Not even the Vampire clans are left in our original time line. The whole thing exploded with nothing left. Now, what is the easy choice?”

Michael continued walking while lost in thought when he heard someone shout at him. He turned, noticing he was actually on Hogwarts grounds, and saw Salazar Slytherin coming across the property from the direction of the Forbidden Forest

“How did it go?” Michael asked after greeting his friend.

“Fine, everything will be in place. Come and join me with the others, it is getting late and I still have a staff meeting to oversee.” Sal said as they companionably walked back to the Headmistress’ office.

At the staff meeting that evening Sal looked at the small group of staff members and professors. It really was a miracle that so few people had been keeping the school running for so long. He opened up the box that had been delivered that morning by Dobby.

“Attention, Professors!" Sal said above the general din of several conversations going at once. "In this box are sets of the new textbooks that we want to introduce for the September first term.” Sal explained as he handed each professor a set of books. “These books have been written by some of the best witches and wizards in their field. These are also the books that will be on the school lists. You will need to familiarize yourself with them over the next two months.”

“You want us to completely revise our whole curriculum over the holidays?” asked one professor with some irritation in his voice.

“I do not expect you to revise your lesson plans. I believe you will find these books are easier to teach from. Also every subject is to have four educated house elves to help you with students and tutoring.” Sal wasn’t happy about any one making a fuss before they had even looked at the books. Yes, he knew he was throwing a lot of information at them, but they needed to keep an open mind.

“Actually,” a different professor was saying, “some of these books are already on my extra reading list.” She looked up at Salazar and said, “Mr. Slytherin, I commend you on your choice of texts and will have my classes changed appropriately.”

“Thank you, I hope everyone else feels the same once you have had a chance to look your books over.” Salazar banished the box away and then got down to other business. “I need to inform all of you that when the students leave in two days, you will need to do the same.”

“What?” “Why?” “For what reason?” several of the professors started speaking all at one time.

“The wards need to be renewed on the castle. For this reason, everyone will need to leave so that we can start the warding rituals. I will, however require everyone in here to make an oath on their magic that they will not, I repeat, not tell anyone about the wards. We don’t want anyone to realize that the wards have a problem. They will be completed in time so that you may come back into the castle two weeks before the new term.”

Another professor informed him, “Some of us don’t really have other homes, and we may need more than a few days to secure living arrangements for the next two months.”

“Everyone that would like to take up the offer will have accommodations either at Prince Manor that is owned by Severus Snape. He will be joining you next term as Professor Slughorn is retiring, or you may pick a vacation resort and the school will pay for everything. We realize this is short notice and want to accommodate you as much as possible. You are to make sure you pack everything and take it with you, there will be no coming back to get something you forgot.”

There was some murmuring at that but then everyone settled down to allow Salazar to continue explaining about the changes and plans for next term.

It was a very long day by the time he was able to get to his room.
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