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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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When Jarius arrived a week later he was surprised to find the healer already there, seated on the couch, reading a small leather-bound book that looked like a diary. Raising an eyebrow at the other Carpathian in question the healer answered "the diary of Salazar Slytherin. Your lifemate allowed me to read them. Since he knew Rhiannon personally I am hoping to find SOMETHING to help with what was going on with the triplets and his full plans. Anything that can help us, or anything useful to any of us. This is the third book in the series, Dominic has the first two. He is hoping to find information in it I may miss since he knows his sister better then us."

"You think she may have told the wizard something, a message or a code or the like, to give her brother?"

"The Dragonseeker was and is an old line, an old and powerful line. They know things even I would and could never know. Rhiannon could have left a message with him that may seem a normal term to us or the magicals, but to HIM."

He understood this.

Sure enough two nights later Dominic himself turned up. After spending some time with his great niece, as she happily chatted with him about what she had learned, he told them seriously "there is something here."

Gregori just raised an dark eyebrow at him.

"He mentions a memory spell, though why or how he knew about it, I do not know. It has been in the Dragonseeker line for centuries and was used to transfer memories from one to the other when the other was suffering any sort of mental shock or too weak."

This seemed to catch the werewolf's attention "memory?!" He started pacing, back and forth, mumbling to himself "could it mean...? I didn't think it existed at the time of the founders. But wait, doesn't Hogwarts have one that all the headmasters had used? It must have been created around their time. Will it work?" Before the group could either read his mind or question the male spoke to them, to Jarius "when you went to Salazar's vault was there an bowl there, either silver or stone, wide with runes around it? And some small glass bottles with silver wisps of what looked like smoke inside, probably under an status charm?"

Jarius exchanged looks with the other males then nodded "you know what he was suggesting?"

He nodded "the bowl is called a Penseive and the bottles are memories. Witches and wizards have the ability to share memories with each other, they copy their memories like this..." he placed the tip of his wand to his temple and slowly drew it out, a long string of silver following the tip, before he replaced it back and it disappeared "and by placing it in the bowl another witch or wizard touches the surface and can go into the memory directly. It's like you are seeing the event as if you were there, NOT from their point of view."

"You mean this thing allows another to see an event as it truly unfolds, not how that person interprets it?"

He nodded "the DMLE, Department of Magical Law Enforcement often use it to solve crimes." He looked at them "if Salazar Slytherin left you his memories behind AND they survived this long after his death, I don't think they'll be more than a one time use."

"So once taken out of storage-status, these memories will be usable once, perhaps twice."

He nodded "I've never heard of memories lasting after a person dies, and hundreds of years?" He looked thoughtful "I think you should give them to Uncle....Cassander." When they raised an eyebrow at him he explained "anything in those memories, he may need for his investigation and what he's doing to help. If YOU were to view them then give him through YOUR mind, anyone could say you faked or manipulated the memories to your advantage, especially if they knew about your mastery of both yours and others minds. HOWEVER-with Uncle Cassander's permission-if HE were to view them-you could read them from HIS mind and HE could use them for his uses. Both of you would have a memory of them."

"It may be easier if he allows us to access his mind DURING his immersion" Gregori said to him "If we were to be immersed in his mind when he was inside, we could, in effect, 'piggy-back' as my lifemate would say and experience the entire thing along side him. With our involvement as another set of eyes though his own, he would be more aware of any nuances or we could point out anything WE see as our race and our own side as apposed to his own."

The group nodded and the werewolf spoke "I'll talk to Cassander, he can come and discuss and organise this with you. When he learns of the memories, he'll be interested in viewing them" he looked at them "don't let him get his hands on any OTHER than the needed ones. IF Salazar left Hari copies of his memories there was a reason for them, a reason SHE was to know, NOONE else. IF Salazar left her memories as his heir they would be either incredibly important to her as his heir, or...."

"He is passing everything he knows to her, all his knowledge and learned skills. In his own way he is preparing her."

The werewolf nodded "anything he knows and can give her will be a big help, especially concerning Hogwarts, the other founders, his brothers and even any spells or such to protect herself." After a pause he added "I'll contact Cassander, get him to come around and organise a time you can do this."

The two nights later the three Carpathians (Dominic, Gregori And Jarius), Cassander and his 'assistant' Alexandru-the same male from that night-and Remus sat down to discuss what they had discovered and what was going on, what they were going to do. On the table in front of them was a few sheets of parchment with dates written on them-dates that both Dominic and Gregori thought were the most important from the diaries-and photos of the many jars of memories left to Hari, showing clearly the dates or any other written comment or defining comment on them. A lot of the dates between them matched up, meaning they had direct memories of the events in the diaries, some of them labelled "for Dominic Dragonseeker only" which-they assumed were either memories of Rhiannon or last messages from her to him, some "our heir only", but some of them....some of the 'memories' were either doubles of those dates, or-inside an hidden compartment of the vault they only found when Hari went with them and it unlocked automatically at her very magical presence-the memories of every single day from a single date until the day his diary ended-supposedly his death.

"He must have been paranoid in the end" Cassander said "these double memories could indicate he knew more then we thought of his brothers plans and his brothers were either forced to lock away his memories-or obliviate him multiple times. So he started copying his memories throughout the day to ENSURE he remembered or he had copies to help us in the future. It's possible in his attempt to save his childhood friend, he exposed his so-called 'betrayal' to his brothers and they were keeping careful watch on him."

"And him disowning them from the Slytherin line didn't help things" Remus said.

The older wizard nodded "It looks like-according to the diary and these documents from the vaults-he created a series of passwords to lock away the vaults so only he could access. Cleverly he trusted the bank to hold his memories of these passwords, so if his brothers tried to use a certain unforgivable to MAKE him go in and get what they wanted or disguise themselves as him...."

"He would have to go through a series of tests first to PROVE he was under no influence before they let him in" Gregori nodded "and he told them under NO CIRCIMSTANCES WHATSOEVER were they EVER to reinstate his brothers. Only he could-through magic first, and since he never did they could not do so and never got their family name back."

"And so were cut from the family magic as well" Remus said, leading the two Carpathians to look at them funny. Alexandru explained "an magical family shares magic between them to an extent. If that family is old, more so. When they all are born, live and die under an single roof-an ancestral home, even more so. The house absorbs the magic of each generation, especially since children's accidental magic tends to be emotional and in a lot of cases, uncontrollable. It's why a lot of Non-maj can pick up things in old or abandoned houses, residual magic. So , as you can imagine, children born and grow up in those houses not only SHARE their parents magic through genetics, but develop a connection to it through constant exposure to the home growing up."

They understood "so you are saying a parent or head-of-house can cut someone in the family off from the connection to the house, leaving them with just their own."

"And depending on the strength of their family magic, that as well. Think of it as an magic-user having TWO distinct energy signatures in their core. The first and strongest is usually their own, born of who they are, their soul, what makes them them. The second is who they are as family, who they are to those around them, friends, family. An parent or head-of-house can severe or block that connection. Magic herself will recognise the heir, and when they die, the chosen heir will receive that power. In a way, the head of house is the conduate for that power,"

The Carpathians looked at each other, it sounded like their race, how their Prince was the conduate to the true strength of their race. They spoke out "and Salazar Slytherin severed his brothers connection, cutting them from their lines power, as he was the head of house." Gregori looked thoughtful "can they form such a connection with others? Perhaps those not of their own line?"

Here Cassander smiled and looked to Remus "yes. THIS is what happens when we become godparents. We essentially adopt the child as our own-as second parents or parent. If something happens to the true parents they would go IMMEDIATELY to our house to be raised as our own, and while places like England as far as I've seen don't fully honour the purpose of the godparents ritual, instead preferring to just use it as words they can back out of if they like-it was used to Remus and I can tell it was used for the child. I in the past briefly encounter an member of the 'Most Ancient And Noble House Of Black' and FEEL the Black magic inside her. She is not only the Heir to all four Hogwarts Houses, Potters and Peverell, but DEFINETLY the Blacks."

"She bares Black blood from....."

Cassander was shaking his head "that is just blood, NOT magic. She has strong Black family magic inside her, only gained from being an sworn family member-in this case sworn through her godfather. If he dies there in prison, she becomes the next Lady Black-if she chooses-over the others even IF he didn't make her his heir-magic would not allow otherwise. All him proclaiming her his heir did was ensure all vaults and properties belong to her."

"So currently my lifemate's godfather is the head of house of the Blacks, she is his heir. However She is ALSO the head of house for Potter, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Gryffindor and Peverell."

"As these diaries and the actions inside the True Slytherin vault have proven her the true heir of the Slytherin line, even IF this so-called Dark Lord proclaims himself so he is nothing but an disgraced descendant of an disowned line, meaning he has no claim to the name anymore. Once the child claims it as her title it will enact an ancient magic."

"What kind of ancient magic?"

"Have you ever wondered why no wizard can directly claim to be the Lord or heir of a line they are not an claim their properties when there is a LIVING magical member left? Why they must make absolute SURE every relative is dead or that that obscure line that supposedly died out centuries ago REALLY died out?"

Remus looked thoughtful "I don't now. There was one a few years ago...."

"Did they claim to be the Lord or heir of the line, or just a descendant of it?"
"No, I see what you mean. Why is that?"

"To claim Lordship or heir of a line you have no right to causes the family magic to react, to reject them if they lie. Even if the line is long dead, the magic still exists and will lash out. Since the child hadn't been born yet, the so-called Dark Lord was able to claim to be of the Slytherin line, although he would have been smart and NOT claimed to be the Lord or heir of it, THAT those that followed him automatically ASSUMED. If he had of proclaimed in front of them how he was Lord Slytherin, the magic would have instantly reacted to punish him, although it wouldn't have surprised me if he was the sort of person who could have withstood such pain, just for his delusions."

"It wouldn't surprise me either" Remus mussed "although if he did he would have probably just lashed out and tortured one of his followers for it. It's a wonder they never figured it out, unless they never knew about that fact."

"They would have known" Cassander nodded "it's a world wide fact known by purebloods. It's used to weed out those trying to claim connections to them for money. Even if they can hide the pain they get from the magic, they wouldn't be able to hide the other effects for long."

"What other effects?"

"What do you think would happen to someone masquerading as a member of a family he is not when he LIVING with them when the family magic is constantly lashing out at them?" Remus winced "insanity, sickness, their own core being badly damaged-let alone destroyed. And for what, money? Marriage is different, with marriage, the family magic recognises that member has joined the member as a new member and slowly, over time, they adapt to become something of a hybrid. Their old family magic will still recognise and accept them, but they are now a firm member of the other family."

They nodded "and any children born to them will be accepted to both, because they are a mix of the magic of both."

The older wizard nodded.

They decided to break up the meeting for the night and meet again in a few nights time, at the office of the older wizard, so they could start viewing the memories. They left Hari with the young human, who was a skilled bodyguard, her werewolf uncle, and her aunt Skyler, who wanted to teach her some things.

They then decided to view two to three memories a night for four nights, leaving a night between each to discuss the memories in between.

They had been doing this for a little more than a fortnight when something happened. Their enemy moved, unmasse against them, obviously trying to get to his lifemate. They had been deep in the memory when Jarius was struck with a sense of foreboding. At first he thought it was due to the memory they were submerged in but the feeling grew and he had the sudden feel of....DANGER!!!! LIFEMATE!!!

His animal immediately surged to overpower him, almost losing himself and all reason or thought in the flood, all interest in the memory gone. ALL his interest centred on his lifemate and what was going on, where the feeling was coming from, his animal raging, DEMANDING he find whatever it was and KILL IT. It took him a great struggle to force his darker side to the back before he was able to regain control and reach out through the mental link to the wolf, seeing through his eyes.

The werewolf wizard and his lifemate were out in the open, not far from the cabin, knelt next to the young human who looked gravely wounded, blood everywhere. His lifemate looked terrified, clutching her orb in one hand, the young human's arm in the other and pushing herself further into her "father's" lap and side as possible. Around them the forrest and ground was dark, evil feeling, the shimmer of something around the area.

He spoke the wizard's name and his head snapped up in reaction "Jarius?!"

"What happened?" his voice was commanding, precise, demanding an answer "Do not answer out loud, use your mind or the enemy will realise and act before we can get there."

"We were attacked. More like the one that night, the evil ones of your kind. They attacked Jubul as we were coming back to the house from the village. I was able to produce a shield to block them off, but someone shattered it. Only another wizard knows how. There are creepy crows watching us, a large group of your enemies and other wizards. The wizards have put a shield up around the area so no one can enter. The shield is between us and the cabin. I'm using my magic to keep the young man alive as it is and I don't think it's safe to move him, we've used up our store of potions for him, so I won't be able to try and break the dome."

"Do not attempt it, they are waiting for something and if you attempt to break through they will react sooner than we can get there."

"What are you going to do?"

"You go" Gregori said "the Prince sent all nearby capable Hunters. I will be there once the memory ends."

"When you leave, tell Alexandu. He can gather our Auror's and apperate you there. THEY will take care of the shield and the rogue wizards" Cassanda said. Jarius nodded and pushed himself out of the man's mind, sending the werewolf one last thought "we are on our way."

Withdrawing back to his body he took a few seconds to blink and re-orient himself, before he was off, using his sense of smell to seek out the young male wizard he remembered. He found him frowning over a map, talking rapidly with a group of other wizards. By the urgency of their voices he knew they knew about AT LEAST the shield surrounding the area and were trying to figure out what was going on. So he spoke out as he approached "wizards and some vampires of my kind have trapped my lifemate, her guardian and the young male that....guards my lifemate inside the shield. The young male is grievously wounded and Remus Lupin is doing his best to protect them and sustain the young man, but his magic is weakening."

"How do YOU know??!!" one of the wizards snarled.

"I share a mental bond with both my lifemate and the wizard-wolf. He informed me of what was going on." Before the wizard could speak again, Alexandu did "you are aware of the Karpatii race and the bond they share to their females. The child, Hari is not only a witch and one of us, she shares an Karpatii ancestry, meaning her bond to her lifemate is there WITHOUT a mating."

"We need to remove the shield. The child, her guardian plus an Hedge Wizard are in danger."

Jarius spoke out "our Prince has sent Hunters, they are currently seeking a way through. My lifemates' grandfather and his mate, her great granduncle and mate are there, using their magic to seek a way inside." The Wizard-in-charge nodded "their help will be appreciated, since your magic is different in some ways to ours."

"Your boss and our healer will join us when the memory is over. They can not afford to risk loosing any information they may gain from it and it will not last for a second viewing."

They spoke for a few minutes before the wizard stood straight, the others preparing themselves and the wizard spoke "I will apperate you with us to the site." He nodded and accepted the magic user's offered arm, holding on as the unusual feeling began and they arrived in the thick trees not far from the cabin.

Everything seemed different to before they teleported. Something radiated from the cabin, death, or rather near-death, something important to him and his lifemate. Anguish and fear filled his lifemate, she somehow sensed him and immediately her thoughts filled his mind "Jarius!"

"What is it, cara?"

"In the house.....'Gini! The bad monsters tried to make her hurt us but she refused! They hurt her and trapped her in the house! I can feel her getting weaker! Please! Help her!"

"We will, cara."

He turned towards the wizards "the familiar of my lifemate is locked inside the cabin by the vampires, gravely wounded. The link between them protected her from their control so they got her out of the way."

Alexandu nodded, motioning a few of the wizards, who moved towards the small building to use their magic to unweave the spells and heal the injured snake. "the wizards working for the adopted father of your adopted father are getting her out and will heal her. Use your link, tell her to allow them to heal her. She will be able join you then when we rescue you if she allows it." He sensed her nod as she stealed herself and did so, through their mental link he could FEEL the low conversation betwen them.

When they had finished the snake slithered out, coming to Jarius himself, wrapping herself around his body in such a way to show her favor of him, but to not hamper him should he have to suddenly move. Her head came up to right in front of his face so they were looking at each other in the eyes and in a strange connection he saw, through a new link he never knew was developing or WOULD develop, he SAW what happened through her eyes.

When it was over the snake slid off his body and sat next to him, head raised, waiting for whatever he was going to do and her part in the plan.

On the other side of the shield the huge group of crows in the trees watched the child and scarred man as they tried to keep the human alive. They had ran out of potions and the scarred man was running out of magic, they just had to wait a little longer. The feeling of evil anticipation from the hiding vampires-masters and fledglings alike-was growing as they KNEW the shield would be down soon, and then they could kill the human and foolish magic user and take what they wanted, the child.

They could FEEL her power, her purity. She was the ONE, the one they were looking for, the one they were sent to find, the one they would be well rewarded for.

Soon, very soon.
The shield flickered, the man grimaced. They grinned.

It flickered again and the werewolf frowned "Hari, come here, on my lap" he motioned the child to sit on his lap in front so she was shielded by his body and facing front, his robes pulled tight and around them so most her body was hidden. He would protect his adopted daughter, his pup, with his life.

Then it failed.

A cloud of black descended on them as the crows and ravens in the trees attacked.

IMMEDIATELY Remus bent over his pup, protecting her with his body and robes, forced to release the human and concentrate on protecting his only living pack left. Even though the wolf knew the humans scent it meant nothing to him compared to his pup. He DEMANDED protection of his pup, his pack.

The birds tore into the robes, sharp talons shredding cloth to rend skin and flesh. Hari sobbed, terrified as her adopted 'daddy' grunted in pain above her with each 'blow', but it wasn't until a splash of blood landed on her face and he half growledhalf shouted in agony that it happened.

She screamed.

But it wasn't just a normal scream, it started as one but became something....bird-like.
The globe clutched in her hands GLOWED.

Almost instantly the crows and ravens all dropped to the ground around them, twitched once or twice, dead.
The scream changed in pitch, becoming something sweet and pure, almost innocent, but infinitely compelling.

Shrieking started up, evil, painful, fingernails-down-the-chalkboard evil. Slowly almost painfully all master and fledgling vampires became visible, crawling out of their hiding places. Yellowed, cracked broken and dagger-like long nails dug into the tainted ground as they were forced by the voice to drag themselves into the open.

The 'song' had an additional affect, crying out came from human throats, the shield around the entire area fluctuated. It was one such time when it dropped just long enough that Jarius, some of the wizards, Dominic, Razvan and Ivory were able to move inside fast enough.

However his lifemates song was having another effect on four of the Hunters sent by Mikhail to help.

Colour flashed before their eyes, emotion flooded them, then an image, a vision. Two of them children, not much older then the one they were tasked to rescue, the other two older. ALL of them, were somewhere they could not see, cloudy as if behind a barrier.

ALL OF THEM were where the child was from.

One of the children, seated in a uncomfortable chair at a desk-obviously studying-raised her head and frowned "who are you?" Before he could speak the connection was gone. He struggled to regain control of his emotions, he had sensed hers, she was timid, submissive, but not naturally. Her family was mistreating her, more than that, and this he would NOT allow. HOWEVER he was SUPPOSED TO BE hunting the masters and fledglings right now.

Another's lifemate was barely a year younger than the child he was there to rescue. As he moved in a flash of speed he steeled himself, struggling to control both his Carpathian need to find his mate and his born creature, he pursed his lips determinedly. He was going with them when they returned to the child's world in 6 years, his lifemate was there. Her life was somehow intertwine with the girls, he could see it, she was there and they would be closer than sisters when they met. He would be there for his lifemate when they found her, he would protect his mate until she was old enough for him to claim her as his and only his. He was glad now he had left the earth and safety of the jungle where the brothers had put him to sleep, reacting to the pull of SOMETHING weeks ago. He took out three fledglings within five seconds. The sky flashed with lightening, burning up both the ones HE destroyed and the ones his fellow Hunters were done with.

While they were busy the wizards, under disillusionment charms, used their brooms to reach the collapsed and screaming traitors, disarming them of hidden weapons, wands, staff or artefacts, depriving them of portkeys or any such item to allow them to escape. They then snapped magical cuffs around their wrists that cut off their or any magic from their access, making them no more powerful then non-maj.

One of them, they discovered, was a wizard who recently tried to-with his fathers money and influence-get himself into their department. Fortunately, only those of their 'ability' could be allowed, or they could have been infiltrated by a spy. Of course this meant they had to do an investigation of every other department, just in case.

The good thing is they had an advantage now, the Karpatii people were known mental manipulators, experts with the human-and maybe magical-minds. They should be able to easily spot any spies. Even those skilled at Occlumency and Legilimency would not be able to resist.

As the last pair of cuffs snapped over the wrists, the shield was completely gone.

Three more Hunters appeared and set to work, allowing Jarius, Dominic, Razvan, Ivory and Alexandru to move to the the unconscious males and one child females' side. While Ivory and the lead wizard and another baring a bag of potions moved to the seriously wounded human's side, Dominic, Razvan and Jarius moved to the werewolf protecting the child still with his torn and bloody body.

First they cleared away the dead crows and ravens around them, then they moved to the two hunched figures. Gently they moved the hunched figure, trying to uncurl him, but the male growled painfully, muffled, pain-filled. Jarius answered with a soothing growl, causing the bloody figure to relax and allow them to uncurl them.

The child's song caught, clutching the werewolf to her desperately, but as the last vampire fell to a hunter they were able to lift the two with magic and move them into the cabin, the childs' song fading as she curled up in Jarius' arms, needing comfort and security, clutching his shirt tightly in her fist, Nagini around his shoulders so she could hiss in comfort and offer her additional protection by wrapping around them both.

For a human or a wizard, the snakes weight would have staggered them, but to Jarius, it barely mattered.

Once the two males were laid out on the bed in the cabin it allowed the wizard with the potions bag to move around the side with the human, about to bring out her kit and start on the grievously wounded human SHE was told was an Hedge Wizard when there was a loud crack and a brief flash of light. While Jarius had EXPECTED it to be either Cassander or one of the other wizards who had come with them, he was NOT expecting an familiar figure in all black robes, clutching an potions bag in one hand-wand in the other, black eyes smouldering in fury and even a little panic.

Immediately the other wizards in the room snapped to attention, wands drawn by someone not one of their own and unknown to them, Nagini reared up and hissed threateningly, but the biggest reaction came from his lifemate. She nearly screamed “UNCLE SEV!!!” and dived headlong into the mans arms, causing him to stumble by her sudden weight and headlong dive, trying to catch her, keep his grip on the potions bag and wand, keep those threatening him with their own wands in his sights, all at the same time.

The child clung to him, starting to sob and shake so badly as he fought to hold her and work out what was wrong, trying to hold her while keeping his wand raised threateningly.

Immediately Jarius knew who this was.

“Greeting, Severus Snape” he said with an old-worldly bow, knowing not to use his hated middle name-the name of his hated 'muggle' father and giving the man, the Dark Elf, that respect “I assume you had some sort of.....charm on Remus to alert you if he was injured enough to be threatening to the childs' safety?” The figure nodded grudgingly “that and the fact the empty potion bottles being sent back to me by the spell were too many to be just common injuries.”

“Ah, I am afraid the potions were not being used by THEM, rather, he was trying to save the life of another” he motioned at the two on the bed “unfortunately his protego failed before we could help and he had ran out of potions.” The figure frowned, stood and moved towards the bed “why would the wolf protect and use the potions on a muggle.” Jarius could see the REAL words behind his eyes “Why would he use MY potions on an mere muggle and not himself.”

“Ah but this young mortal is not a mere “muggle”, as you call them” at this the black hair man looked sharply at him, obviously catching his using the two words he just thought, furious “he not only is what you call a 'sqiub', but has the protection of our people, his sister is one of our kind, so under our protection. However he is a very highly skilled 'squib' who has been helping your “wolf” protect the child you care so much for over various months, giving her a stable home and family. Here she has a home, family, friends, a life.”

The child wriggled out of the mans arms and back into his, looking imploringly towards the dark man “please Uncle Sev, please, help Daddy Remi and Jubi. They are hurt so bad, just like the bad man and woman did to me when you helped me, please.” Tears filled her eyes, rolling down her cheeks and her face broke.

The dark man looked at her unemotionally for a few seconds then sighed heavily “fine, if I must”. He took any sting out of his words by stroking a feather-light brush of potion-stained fingers over the childs hands before straightening his spine and striding forward towards the bed.

“Out of the way, you buffoon!” he snapped, causing his lifemate to GIGGLE, the healer startled, but scrambling away when he snapped at her again. Within seconds he had diagnosed them both, was sorting through his kit for the right potions, with a wave of his wand had SOME spelled directly into their stomachs, others their blood-stream, directing the healer to rub creams or drip tonics over wounds as the parasites desperately escaped the foreign substances filling their victims blindly fleeing the victims themselves.

With Jarius consent, Severus took some of the dead parasites “to experiment with”, with appropriate warnings of course on just how dangerous they could be and who controlled them, but if the potions master could find anything that either kill the things alive immediately on ingestion, kill them outright or made them immune, it would a benefit for all, ESPECIALLY if this male was the lifemate to one of the Princes granddaughters.

It took the male only twenty minutes to have both figures on the bed tended to and resting comfortably.

His lifemate leaned over in his arms to hug the dark man as he started past and whispered at the side of his head that hid an ear “thank you, uncle Sev” with such innocent gratitude and love that the man could do nothing but relax in her grip and whisper back “you are welcome, child.”

When Jarius went to explain what had happened since he last saw them, the man raised his hand to stop him, “no, don't. Do not speak. The less I know about the events and where we are, the less can be used, against you, against me. I need to return before they notice I am missing. I am due to teach a class soon.”

“Before you leave” Ivory stepped forward “would you allow me to examine your curse mark?” The man winced visibly, one hand twitching towards the other arm, suspicious “Why?”

“Ivory and Razvan have....studied with the best of the best, as well as being gifted in magic and runes themselves. It is possible they could find a way to remove that mark from your arm for you.” the man looked stunned “that is impossible.”

“Perhaps where you are” Jarius said as Ivory continued “every spell, every rune or curse has an beginning. If you find the origin, you can find a way to either unravel or reverse it. Even if the one to create it used a combination of various curses, spells or runes to create it, it can be undone.”

Alexandru spoke out “each country has their own spells or even curses, families can even have their own they will NEVER teach others, you should know this” ignoring the males nasty glare “Razvan and Ivory are BOTH from ancient lines and while Razvan mother was a squib and he spent most his life living as a muggle, both Ivory and Razvan's grand uncle here is the last of an powerful ancient line. Their magic and spells are old and lost to time.”

The dark manelf looked at the two for a long minute, evaluating them, before unbuttoning and slowly pulling back the sleeve of his cloak and pulling back the sleeve of the dress shirt underneath to reveal the ugly but partly faded black mark.

Jarius frowned at it. He could feel the darkness from it even faded as it was. This told him without a doubt not only was it connected to the so-called Dark Lord, but that somewhere out there, in some form or another, this Dark Lord was still 'alive'. Gringotts had already found another Horcorux in their British branch inside the vault of one of the accused 'Death Eaters'. It had been seized and destroyed. As per the contract every wizardwitch signed when opening and Gringott's account against holding cursed items inside their vaults that could endanger the bank or other vault holders, her entire vault contents were seized and anything of value were, instead of joining the ones of her husband, they were instead of put back into her former household, protected under Jarius' control now until his lifemate was old enough to take control of her own finances.

It was amazing how many witches and wizards didn't bother to read the fine print in their bank account contracts before opening them-or their families did before them when they opened them for them.

“If you allow me to examine it, to research, there is the possibility Razvan and I could find a way to remove it for good” Ivory was saying “if not, there are other families here we can ask for their opinion.”

The man hesitation, warring with himself. The desire to be completely free of the cursed mark and all it meant but it meant risking trusting these two strangers. Even though the wolf obviously trusted this group of people enough to remain with them for an obvious extended amount of time, he was a Griffindor, and Griffindor's were trusting bastards as far as he was concerned, he ALSO knew that as a werewolf the wolf inside him saw the girl as his cub-or rather the cub of his pack member and the last of his pack members, making him and his wolf side overly protective of the child. For this group to at the most had their trust, and the least be allowed around the girl, meant that the group were trustworthy.

And weirdly there was something about both the man call Razvan and the other near him that vaguely reminded him of Lilly. And he didn't know why but it made him want to trust them. His eyes narrowed on a glare at them “why do I feel I can trust you?”

“Since you do not wish to truly know anything, you can work it out for yourself. Most of the child's mothers life after learning of her magic she had an obsession. Dominic is related to the source and I...I am closer than you think.” Green eyes met jet black and after no movement they suddenly blinked and silently the man held his arm out.

Credit to him that his arm didn't shake in the least.

Gently Ivory took the male's arm closing her eyes, centring herself before leaving her body to examine the mark and his arm from the inside out, her lifemate standing by her side as her guard in case the male tried anything. The Dark Elf narrowed his eyes and snarled “what are you doing?!”

“Do not move, Severus Snape, she needs to concentrate.”

“Then tell me what is happening!!” he snapped.

“Lady Ivory, her mate Lord Razvan, his Great Uncle Lord Dominic Dragonseeker and Lord Jarius Gryphon are of a race called Karpatii. They are from an ancient wizard line, one of the first we think, from this area, who centuries ago bred with various creature races, from Veela to vampires and werewolves and over time instead of breeding the traits out, instead made some of them stronger-or changed or....refined others. The original line still exists-however few-but are protected and revered as their rulers. Or at least WERE.” This came from Cassander who had stepped inside in time to hear the Potions Master's demand “when I say refined others, this includes spells and healing. The entire race can heal, at least basically, but they do it differently to us, by using their very spirits to scan at a cellular level. Which is what she is doing. Examining it both by physical and then she will do so magically. I suggest not moving.”

“Who are YOU?!” he snapped, now feeling trapped and surrounded.

“Forgive me for not introducing myself. I am Cassander Xexus Hellios and to you, I would be equal in authority to the Minister Of Magic. I was also Remus Lupin's godfather-now legally his father.” The dark wizard blinked “Godfather? Father?”

The man nodded “I met Lyall Lupin when Remus was a year old when I was in England on a case of one of my missing men. He helped me track him down. While I was there we became friends and I got to know his beautiful wife and child. Before I left, Lyall asked me to be his childs' godfather. We kept in touch via owl and I visited occasionally, UNTIL Remus was four. Suddenly it was cut off and I received no more contact. As soon as I could I arrived, however, to find them gone. I searched, but could not find them. It seemed that despite that OUR land has far more rights for werewolves, Lyall was willing to risk his sons discovery and percussion in his fear I would evoke my godfather rights and take Remus away from him.”

“So you say” the male said with narrowed eyes, but the older wizard wasn't intimidated in the slightest “I am willing to provide documented proof of such if it is your desire.” The two of them eyed each other, the older man calmly and the black haired one with suspicious eyes when he suddenly jerked his head up then looked at Ivory, snarling “stop!”

“Wait....”
“No!” he snarled “Albus is headed for my office at this moment right now! If I am not there when he arrives....!”
The very second she released him after drawing out of him completely there was a crack of displaced air and space and he was gone.

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I'm sorry about the lateness of this guys but so many things have been happening since I last submitted. Long story short I now have osteoarthritis where the spine meets my hip bones. ON BOTH SIDES, one side worse than the other. This means pain for two weeks straight when doing other then laying straight, but now I have tablets in case it comes back. THEN I get some “infection” which included nausea, pain with breathing deeply, headache, sore throat and coughing (NOT corona virus).

Any way I wasn't happy with the end of this chapter, But didn't want to wait any longer to submit it. First, Hari's 'song' is a hint to her Anigamus form. I think a child born to anigamus parents SHOULD have the ability to change from birth, like an inherited skill or talent. Being an anigamus doesn't require a wand, or a spell after you get the ability to first use it. Sirius used it in Azkaban against the Dementors, despite how weak he was, so it's an talent or in-built ability now. So in my opinion that means if I say James was one and Lilly was one, Hari would have the ability, PLUS the Carpathians are BORN with the ability, it just needs to be trained.

As for the end of this chapter, I originally planned to have Remus remember the Potter house elves and get Hari to call THEM to instantly teleport them into the cabin, because house elf magic can obviously work through witchwizard magic wards, but then I thought it wasn't a good idea because it not only exposes a possible 'secret weapon' them to use for later, but since the Carpathians haven't been told about them yet, take their attention when they can't afford to in this situation.

I wanted Hari to fully come into her form and take care of them, but she's just a child and that wouldn't be a good situation to do so-plus her form MUST remain hidden mostly except for hints until she is older. So at the last minute I had the idea of Severus, but again wasn't satisfied.

Next chapter will be a bit of a time skip-2 years as in Hari will be 7 years old, then the next will be 9 and then the waited 11 and Hogwarts. As an apology to my readers I offer a choice. The next two chapters can go either way and are imporant events to the story line so what do you want to see first, the one labelled A Snake among the Weasels, or A Spy Among The Snakes, and no, I don't mean Snape with the second one. Vote in reveiw please with Weasel for the first or Spy for the second.
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