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Dark Witch	By : Nescafevh Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 11470 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Soory about the delay guys but my Muze decided to go on strike, no matter how much I threatened and tried to blackmail her. I would just sit in front of the keyboard, banging my head on the table as it REFUSED to work. I was stuck halfway through the chapter. Then, suddenly, getting out of the shower yesterday it struck me, OF COURSE!!!! A way to not only give Remus some magical protection but link it to the last chapter......here you go!!!!!

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“...So if that shieldblood ward or WHATEVER it was wasn't placed around the Dursely's home, this group-or rather this....Alina, would have found Hari and rescued her from her aunts?”

The male Carpathian nodded.

Remus paused for a few minutes, thinking, his fingers gently stroking his newly adopted daughters hair almost subconsciously and the Carpathian recognised an unconscious desire by the wolf to soothe, maybe the child, maybe himself. It was the wolf leaking through the human and soothing its pup, and no threat to the girl's lifemate. He was no threat to the Carpathians connection to the other Carpathians lifemate.

“I don't know whether to be angry, relieved or upset.”

He understood this. On one hand the thought that the child he cared so much for COULD HAVE had a happy childhood angered him that that old coot had the NERVE to do what he did to her. And then there was the thought that the child he loved, the last remaining member of his pack and all he had left in life might have disappeared and he would have never seen her again.

“So she wants to meet me in three nights at the clearing, to discuss the possibility of allowing her and the others like her to what....train Hari?”

“Yes. However they are not the only option if you wish not to risk any chance with the child's safety. Her great aunts have offered to teach her everything they know.” The Werewolf Wizard hesitated, thinking about it seriously for a few long minutes. Finally he asked “could they BOTH do so? I mean IF this Witch truly wants to train her, as a Witch from OUR society she would know what Hari will need to get by in our world when she gets older as well as help with her sight. However her Great Aunts would not. They were never a part of us. However as a member of their bloodline there is probably things only THEY can teach her.”

He nodded “you are correct there. Very well, I will contact the sisters through their lifemates and ask them to contact you through Jarius for a time to meet to discuss first getting them to know each other, training can come AFTER, when the child trusts them.” The male wolf nodded.

The Carpathian went on in an mildly surprisedcuriousinterested tone “you do not seem the least surprised about these Soul-Sisters or Brothers and lifemates. I know you told Jarius about the childs parents and her fathers father finding theirs due to his blood, but it did not seem unusual to you.”

The werewolf sighed heavily, wearily and closed his eyes “I've come to realize a few things since coming here. When considering everything I've realized two major points.”

“Which are?”

“First it is NOT a loyalty potion he used on me.”

“How did you reach this conclusion?”

“A werewolves wolf has a different constitution than their host. Potions don't work, except for the Wolfsbane. Loyalty, love, Living Death, nothing else works. While it MAY work on me, the minute I change-whether on a full-moon or otherwise-it ceases to take effect. In order for The Head....” he sighed again, trying to get out of this habit since using the term was a show of respect he no longer had “.....HIM to use them on me, he would need to slip them into my food or drink every time after I change, that's AT LEAST once a month from the day I started Hogwarts until now.”

The Carpathian nodded in understanding “so it is not a potion, rather some sort of spell.” The other male nodded himself “and it must be a powerful one as well. Even if he used the potion before I left Hogwarts he would never have had the opportunity after James and the others befriended me, they were VERY protective and possessive of me, especially Sirius.”

The Carpathian understood “and after you all left the school he no longer had constant contact with you to expose you to the potion. So he needed to find another way, a spell.”

“Yes.”

“And the issue with the mates?”

“Many creatures in the magical world have pre-determined mates. Vampires know their mates by the taste of their blood, Veela know their mates by touch, Elves at puberty dream of their mates and so know from the minute they hear their voice and meet them, some of the more...animal races like Draconians or Lamia know by various methods. As I said many different races have different ways to know, you knowing your lifemates like you do are not unusual.”

“And werewolves? Do werewolves have lifemates?”

The male looked at him silently for a few seconds then nodded “we know our mates by smell apparently. I learned from the werewolf clans I was sent to to enlist against the Dark Lord that we know out mates by smell. That to both our wolf AND human side they will smell like the sweetest thing we had ever smelt, the one thing in the world we enjoy, to me, that's chocolate.”

“So your mate, when you meet them, will smell sweet to you, like chocolate.”

He nodded “I've come to the realisation that all this time he never cared about me. Keeping my secret so I could go to Hogwarts to learn, building the passage from the Whooming Willow to the Shrieking Shack so I could hide safely during my changes without hurting anyone, it wasn't out of kindness, he wanted me loyal to him, I was his way to the werewolf clans.”

“What do you mean?”

“The werewolves are not interested in any war, in magical or non-magical society, they just want to live in their packs separated from others and live their lives as they are. Like the vampires as well, so far they refuse to take part-as have other races. Only a few chosen of each race has taken sides.”

“Like the one who made you what you are.”

The male pursed his lips “Fenrir Greyback, yes, his pack are on The Dark Lord's side. Severus said he does not have the Dark Mark like the others because the Dark Lord trusts him so much-as much as he knows how to that is. He....likes children.”

The Carpathian immediately fought with the desire to snarl at this, to attack a child!

“Tell me about this....Greyback.”

“Nothing much is known about him” he explained everything he knew and had experienced.

“Tell me everything you know about your kind and it's origins.” The male blinked at him “why?” He told the male about the balanceimbalance between him and his wolf form in either form and explained “if we could work out how your kind started, it may provide answers to why the wolf is so tortured and yet when your human form prevails it is in harmony.”

He thought about this for a minute then spoke softly “I can't answer for the truth or what other packs believe, only what I've read and heard. However that could easily be tainted by prejudice against our kind, we ARE seen as monsters-dark creatures-and lowered class citizens in England, even Vampires are slightly above us in their eyes.”

“Tell me what you know, anything else we can learn directly from the packs themselves when we return there with the child when she is of age” at the wolfs' look he added “rest assured she shall be well protected before we even consider leaving here with her.”

The male nodded and proceeded to do so.

Sharing the information with the others, he was surprised by what he received back from a surprising source, blinking a few times as he tried to process it. Obviously the male saw this as a telling sign because he frowned at him “what is it?”

“Your story, legend, about the two lovers. It struck a memory in one of our people.”

“Who?”

“Zev, once a Lycan Hunter-now a Guardian-of-all. He is the lifemate of one of the childs' great grandaunts. He remembers stories among the Lycans about a Lycan female who defied the council and fell in love with a male of another race. It was never said what race he was, just his noble and heroic spirit impressed them, but they still couldn't let a female of their race go with someone outside their kind, until he turned up one day with a powerful wolf spirit inside him similar to their guardians. He claimed he saved the daughter of a powerful witch who in return granted him his one desire-a body and soul similar to his soul-mate-the female, so they could be together. If you are correct then the origin of the werewolves in YOUR society are the result of some sort of spell-or curse-the witch used on him to grant his wish and someone else with magical knowledge knew about it and mutated that very thing somewhere down their line, making it contagious AND uncontrollable.”

The other male nodded.

“So the idea that the werewolf stories coming originally from Lycan IS true, just not in the way first thought. The fact that your wolf has NEVER hurt the child shows part of it MAY still be likened to that original wolf, leading me to believe that there may still be a way to stabilise the imbalance......” he thought deeply for a few minutes then spoke “will you allow me any notes, explanations and a sample of this potion to examine?”

“I can let you have any beginners books Hari isn't using on potion making. They were given to us by Severus and some are his own personal copies with HIS notes in them. When Hari found out how Severus was a Potion Master, she wanted to learn and become one two so I owled him and told him what she wanted. I was shocked when he sent back his own. I think he was hoping for a connection to her in that way-the idea that the child of his childhood crush wanted to be a Potions Master like him must have felt so appealing.”

The Healer frowned “he would not try and force the affections of the child would he?”

He shook his head “he's a Dark Elf, he would have had his mate-dream when he reached maturity, even IF he is a half-blood. He knows Hari isn't his, just like he realised Lily wasn't his. He just has to wait for her, or even wait until he's free of the Dark Lord and go LOOK for her.”

“Something in this potion may provide what we need to stabilise the wolf, or at least, lead to what we need. The fact that this male, as young as he is, has found the right combination when others before him have not, leads us to think there is something he has discovered or knows others do not-perhaps a rare herb or a suspific treatment-perhaps something as an Dark Elf only he was aware of. If we can learn of it, we may be able to fix the problem.”

“I don't know if Severus will be willing to part with the formula. He has enhanced and changed the potency of other such potions, but refuses to let others know the formula. He is very possessive of his creations. It's why I was so shocked that he sent his personal potion journals to Hari. However he ONLY sent the beginners to about year four so far. Wolfsbane is a master level potion, some of the ingredients are lethal of not prepared the right way and he wouldn't want to risk it with us both.”

He understood “Tell me all you know about this Potions Master.”

“His full name is Severus Tobias Snape and his mother was a full blood Dark Elf from the clan Prince who fell in love with a Non-Mag. Because she refused to leave him her clan disowned her and any children they had, leaving her and their son to an abusive alcoholic husband and father. From what I learned from Lily, they met when she was a child. Lily and Petunia were swinging one day on the swings at a park near his home and Lily flew, literally, of the swing. It was accidental magic, something all young magical children can and usually WILL do in their life but Petunia freaked out and that's when Severus came out from the woods around the park. He told Lily what she was, but they thought he was just insulting them, he insulted Petunia, and she dragged Lily off. Later he was able to talk to her again alone, to explained to Lily what Hogwarts was, about SHE was and about magic, and soon they became close friends. I think Lily was his only outside interaction, having to go home to an abusive father and a mother who is too beaten and submissive to do more than cringe, I think he got too obsessed with her.”

“I can see what you mean, something like that can lead to an unhealthy obsession and possession of another.”

The wolf nodded “and when they arrived at Hogwarts....only to end up in different houses, with the animosity between Griffindor and Slytherin, it would only make things worse.” Seeing the look in the wolf's eyes, he asked soothingly “what is it? You have thought of something.”

“This whole thing, the prophecy.”

“What about it has you so thoughtful?”

“When you think about it all from a neutral side, some things don't make sense, things that we, I never questioned before.”

“Such as?”

“The prophecy was foretold by a 'psychic' Sybill Trelawney. Her grandmother Cassandra was a famous celebrated witch and seer, but somehow ONLY the one she told Dumbledore that night happened? Was the only one she told that came true? And on the night she went to Dumbledore to get a job? And why, of all places, did he meet her IN A PUB, and a pub he KNEW that Severus frequented as well?”

The Healer frowned “you think it was all a set-up? That the Dark Elf was MEANT to overhear what he did and tell the Dark Lord?”

“I have spoken to others since Trelawney started working at Hogwarts and they all agree, she's a fake, she has not had a single vision or true prophecy since then.”

“So either she is truly a fake and he knows, pressured or organised her to do so and is employing her to keep her quiet about it, or.....”

“Or she is a fake and he knows and is using her grandmothers name to validate not only her credentials with this prophecy, but her as a whole.”

He nodded “by why? Why the prophecy? Why Hari? It was supposedly foretold in the last few months of Lilys' pregnancy, but even IF HE somehow KNEW about James being descended from Godric, he had no reason to think Lily was anything other than a Muggleborn. Even IF he knew about Lily's dragon birthmark, there is NO magical family in history to have such a mark in their line. Unless.....”

“What do you suspect?”

“What if he tests EVERY Muggleborn that comes to Hogwarts? I mean Lily would to have heard the theory of Muggleborn being descended of Squibs from SOMEWHERE. All he'd need to test each student would be a blood sample, although as far as I know, only Gringott's goblin's know how to test it properly, and they charge a fortune for each, I don't see him being able to afford each single child being tested. Although having doused or used loyalty potions and spells on US, who trusted him as our headmaster-it wouldn't surprise me if had some Halfblood or Pureblood leave him their inheritance in their will. I always thought it strange that he let both James and Sirius get away with so much in school with barely any punishment. Everyone-even Severus said-it was him favouring his own house, but with James parents being dead and Sirius being able to appoint the heir after his parents died.....”

The healer understood.

“But even IF James has the blood of Griffindor and Lily was the other three, WHAT made him think that any child of theirs would inherit the blood of all four? What made him think she-or even HE-would have the magical strength of the founders? Especially since this so-called prophecy happened BEFORE Hari's birth?”

The werewolf was right, the whole thing was confusing. He would need to discuss this with the others, get their opinion on it all.

Three nights later the healer escorted the werewolf to the edge of their safeguards to meet the group of other magicals and learn of what they wished to know or do about the situation. Instead of just the female and male from four nights ago there was another with them, an older male. He stood tall and well-built with authority the other two lacked, hair dark but with a lighter streak either side of his head behind the ears (think Stephen Strange from the comics).

They faced the three and for a few long minutes no one spoke. Finally the new male spoke “you are the werewolf, Remus Lupin, correct?”

“Yes” he nodded.

“Tell me Remus, you middle name is John, correct?”

“Yes” he frowned at the other.

“And you are from Wales.”

“Yes.”

“Tell me, child, is your father's name Lyall and your mother's name Hope Lupin nee Howell? Your father a Pureblood and your mother a Non-Mag?”

“Yes, but how did you know?!” the werewolf looked startled and alarmed.

“Your father was a world-renowned authority on Non-Human Spirituous Apparitions for the British Ministry of Magic and was often called upon for his expertise of Dark creatures to help contain threats. Eventually he joined the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures.”

“Yes! How did you know!”

The man closed his eyes and sighed deeply, sadly “I suppose it would be too much to expect you to remember me.” His eyes reopened and he looked at him seriously “My name is Cassander Hellios, Remus. I KNEW your parents when you were young, very young. I was overseas on a case and encountered your father and we became fast friends. After I left we always made sure to stay in touch, whether by owl or floo-call. After you were born I would visit when I had the chance, you used to call me Uncle Der” his mouth twisted slightly, briefly in amusement at the memory before it was gone. “Then just before your fifth birthday he stopped writing, all contact-just, gone.”

The werewolf himself this time sighed, closing his eyes as if trying to gather strength. When he seemed to have have gathered enough of himself he spoke “his name is Fenrir Greyback. He was dressed like a homeless muggle and brought into the Ministry under suspicion of the murder of two Non-Mag children. Even though he was caught WITH A WEREWOLF PACK at the time he insisted he was just a tramp. Everyone but my father fell for his act and he told them to keep him in custody, at least until the next full moon to test.”

The man snorted “your father was an expert, of course he would know.”

“Well the committee members didn't believe him and just mocked him. If you know my father.....”

“He has...HAD a temper on him.”

The werewolf nodded “he lost it and yelled that werewolves were 'soulless, evil, deserving but death'. They dragged him out and Greyback was released. Apparently while being seen out by an official who was going to obliviated him of his memories, two accomplices helped Greyback escape before he could.”

“And this.....Greyback attacked you to punish your father for what he said?” He nodded, motioning briefly to his scared face “father was able to drive him off with curses, but the damage was done.” The man looked thunderous “why didn't your father contact me?! I KNOW how werewolves are treated in the UK, they are scum, less than human, I could have helped you!!!”

The werewolf's voice was soft, utterly blank as he spoke “and what would you have done if you knew?”

“You were my little godson!” the man said vehemently “I would have gone over there and fought for you, for your rights, I would have FORCED the Ministry there to treat you like they should and if they refused, I would have brought you and your parents-or if necessary-just you back here and raised you myself!!!”

“And THAT is the problem, there” the other answered “you would have exposed us, father as hiding an unregistered werewolf and myself as being one. Father would have gone to Azkaban and I would have been-at worse locked up in one of those camps they use to control us-at best had every single aspect of my life constantly watched and evaluated for threats. I may not have been able to have friends when I was growing up, father may have kept me hidden and made us move if anyone got suspicious, but he taught me himself and when I went to Hogwarts I met James, Sirius and even Lily and I had friends, more than friends, they were my pack. When they found out what I was instead of leaving me, instead of being afraid they refused to leave me, they saw what I looked like afterwards and wanted to help so they went through everything they could to find some way to do so and in the end they decided to become Animagus, just so they could be with me on the full moon, just so I wasn't alone anymore.”

He looked at the man, eyes firm in his belief, strong in his conviction “IF you had of taken me away, I would never had known them. I would never have had that. I would not have been there that day when Hari needed me the most. If it wasn't for Moony, I would never have been able to save Hari that day. If it wasn't for Moony, I would never have been able to get this far with her, to protect as I have.”

“He would not have made it here so one of our males, her own mate could find her, and we would have never known that there were still magicals like the ones we knew in the past around and that there is the possibility they are lifemates to others of our males” the Healer spoke up for the first time since the three witches arrived.

The female from before-Alina-spoke “I hope you realise that chances are even IF she lived through whatever Dumbledore had planned for her, she would have ended up in a loveless-or illusion of one-marriage HE organised for her anyway. I doubt even AFTER the Dark Lord's demise would have loosened his control over her.”

“At this point, nothing would surprise me” the older male grunted “I have my best people on this case, it is our top priority. They have sought out the Goblins for these memories” he looked at the werewolf “however in light of the fact the so-called leader of the light KNEW he had a werewolf in the school AND helped cover it up, we MAY be able to do something sooner. I originally came, not just to confirm you were who I thought you were, but to request ANY memories you had on any interactions between you or others where he acknowledged what you were or admitted to covering it up” He handed over a few empty glass vials and without protest the wizardwerewolf placed his wand to his temple and slowly withdrew it a few times, bringing out thin silver wisps and sealing them inside before handing them over. His face then twisted “you may want to ask the Goblins about contacting Severus too, there was a certain incident when we were in Hogwarts about a cruel 'prank' Sirius pulled that would apply here and blatantly show what you're trying to prove.”

“We aren't going to expose you, just use this to CAREFULLY expose one such incident of his 'neglect', it may even get him fired, who knows how many children he has damaged or manipulated-other than yourselves of course. However I have one question, you've accepted your wolf?”

He answered with a firm nod and “I have. It was the only way to protect Hari fully the way I have.”

“Well that is good news, however” the older man drew himself up, tall and proud “on the day your father appointed me your godfather and I consented, I entered into a sacred bond. Because of your moving around, time in Hogwarts, in the werewolf packs and this war I have been unable to fulfil my sacred duties. But now, no matter how late, I can finally be to you what I vowed to be. Remus John Lupin, I, Cassander Xexus Hellios, will fulfil my vows and duties as your Godfather. You are now under the protection of my house and my department.”

Later the Healer questioned the female, Alina, about it.

“You don't truly understand what he did, do you?” she asked “When someone becomes a godfather it involves not just a magical vow but a blood bond. Essentially not only has our boss vowed to take Remus into his protection of both his department AND under our Ministry, but his family. Cassander's line is Pureblood and they take vows VERY seriously, let alone blood-bonds and the Godfather bond is sacred. Remus is no longer a Lupin, he's now a Hellios.”

“Why is he and his line so important?”

“You haven't worked it out yet, have you, why he's our boss and the head of our department. He's the last of his line, the last of the Pureblood Hellios to exist. Once he's gone, the last of the legendary line will be gone.”

“Legendary line?”

“Yes? Haven't you guessed? Cassander is the last of the original line of our kind, the descendant of our adopted ancestors, that tale I told you about when we last met, his ancestors were that very gifted daughter and the son of the family friend-her husband.”
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