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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Three	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5221 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Seventeen

"You don't have to keep me company, Harry," Emily chided the short young man softly, a pleasant smile lighting up her scarred yet beautiful face. "I'm quite capable of making dinner for a pack of shape-shifters on my own if you want to join the boys outside."

Harry smiled back at her, shaking his head softly as he continued to chop up the mountain of vegetables before him, "I've been feeling a little bit off colour for the last week or so, so I thought I'd take it easy before the bat…before tomorrow."

"Off colour?"

"Yeah," Harry sighed deeply. "I don't know what it is…I've been throwing up in the mornings and getting all weak and dizzy the rest of the time."

"You know if you were a woman I'd say you were pregnant," she teased him.

"If I was a woman I'd be worried about the fact that I'd never noticed before," Harry laughed loudly as he started to move the vegetables from the chopping board to the giant salad bowl. Next he would start chopping and buttering the six loaves of fresh bread, he decided, and then that should be enough...what with the giant pot of stew Emily was making over the amazingly big cooker. "I guess it must be a bug of some sort that just won't let go."

"Oh, we've all had one of those," she murmured sympathetically. Harry nodded in agreement, instantly cursing himself as the bug in his system chose that moment to rear its evil head once more and sent the world spinning around him. "Harry, are you ok? You've gone awfully pale."

"Yeah…just a bit dizzy…"

"Ok, let's get you sat down," Emily suggested quickly, taking the knife from the pale wizards hand before guiding him into one of the chairs at the dining room table. "Do you want me to get you a glass of water?"

"That'd be nice…" Harry mumbled as he leaned forward to rest his head on the smooth table top, grateful that this move did seem to help slow the movement of world down. Emily nodded, hurrying over to the old fashioned fridge to get a fresh bottle of water for him, twisting off the cap before placing the bottle on the table before Harry's right hand. "Thanks…"

"Harry, maybe you should go and see a doctor," Emily suggested softly.

"If I survive tomorrow I think I might do," Harry sighed without thinking first. Emily gasped softly, going pale as she sunk down into the chair beside the wizard. "I'm sorry, Emily, I didn't mean…"

"Tomorrow's going to be dangerous…" Emily murmured weakly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean…" Harry said quickly, sitting up in his own chair and letting out a deep sigh as he saw how shaken Emily was. "It's going to be dangerous, yes, but what I meant was…"

"I know what you meant," Emily said quietly. "I'm just worried about Sam and I wish there was something more that I could do…"

"More? Don't you realise what you are already doing for your mate?" Harry asked, frowning in surprise as he slipped his wand from his sleeve and cast a simple stirring charm on the spoon in the huge stew pot. Emily shook her head. "Well…you love him don't you?"

"Of course I love him," Emily said quickly, "But what does that…"

"You don't think loving him is enough?" Harry asked, taking a sip of water from the cool bottle as he focused on the young woman sitting beside him, trying not to notice how the rest of the room was still ever so slightly warped and still moving around him. "Emily…you've given him something worth fighting for…something worth protecting…"

"But…"

"Hang on, let me finish," Harry ordered childishly, managing to earn a smile from the young woman despite her serious thoughts. "Where was I? Never mind, I'll start again. Emily, you've given him something worth fighting for…something worth protecting. You've given him a reason fight, Emily, but more important than that…you've given him a reason to live."

By the time Harry had finished speaking the tears that had been building up in her eyes had spilt down her cheeks and when she tried to speak, to thank him for his kind words all that came out was an odd sort of choking sound.

The young wizard offered her a slightly sympathetic but completely understanding smile as he gave her hands a gentle squeeze, reassuring her silently that he understood before getting up and going over to the cooker.

"Right, this delicious smelling stew is nearly ready," he announced as he peered into the stew, glad that the world had apparently finished it's go on the merry-go-round and was now perfectly normal around him. "Hey, why don't you lay the table whilst I finish buttering the bread so that we can be ready to dish up when the wolves descend in a couple of minutes?"

"Sounds like a plan."

"No!" Seth protested loudly, taking a step back from his alpha who had just informed him what his duties would be in the oncoming battle – he was to guard Bella up at the campsite in the mountains. "I want to fight!"

"Here we go…" Jacob muttered softly, glancing towards the two shifters standing on the porch before fixing his attention on the beach chair he was setting up for Harry to sit on. The other pack members were doing the same, setting up their own chairs or fashioning some sort of seat around the bonfire they had built a safe distance away from the front of the house.

"Seth…"

"Why can't I fight?" Seth demanded, ignoring the warning tones in his alphas voice. Harry found that he couldn't take his eyes away from the scene on the porch, not even when Jacob gently forced him to sit down in the chair. "I can fight, you know that I can! I'm just as good as the rest of you so why can't I fight?"

"Because I said so! You will guard Bella at the campsite and that is final!"

"That's…that's not fair!" Seth shouted angrily before finally resorted to that age old method used by all teenagers…storming off. Shoving Sam out of the way he ran away from the group, phasing as he disappeared into the woods.

Sam sighed, rubbing at the spot where the younger shape-shifter had shoved him as he moved down to take the seat that Emily had set up from him by the fire which now burned brightly and warmly.

"Thank you…" Leah said softly and a little awkwardly from where she sat alone on the other side of the fire. Harry guessed that she'd asked Sam to keep her brother away from the fighting and, having seen far too much war he could understand why she wanted to protect him.

Sam nodded in response, slipping his arm around Emily's waist as she snuggled close to his side, resting her head on his bare shoulder. Jealously and pain flared in Leah's eyes before she snapped her gaze away, focusing intently on the dancing flames of the fire.

"Marshmallow?" Jacob offered suddenly, pulling the melted treat from the end of the stick he had been holding towards the flames since they'd set the bonfire alight. Harry smiled and leaned forwards, licking the sticky treat from his mate's fingers, sucking the abnormally hot digits into his mouth…

"Hey! Get a room!" Embry laughed loudly, causing a bright red flush to appear of Harry's cheeks as he leaned back from his mate.

"Shut up!" Jacob snapped at his friend before lightening up and teasing the other shifter, "You're just jealous because I didn't offer you my marshmallow!"

The cheerful banter continued (and got much, much worse) over the next few hours, allowing the group to forget about the difficult and dangerous day ahead of them. Harry had tried not to eat too many of the marshmallows for fear of getting sick so it had been up to his mate to finish off the majority of the pink and white sweets from their bag…yes, their own giant bag. There were eight giant bags in total, pretty much one bag for each of the shifters and by the time Sam suggested that they all head to bed they'd all gone.

"Storms getting worse," Jacob murmured worriedly as he helped Harry to his feet, his gaze not on his mate but locked on the giant storm cloud dominating the night sky and heading towards them (making it one of the main reasons for calling an end to the bonfire.) "I hope Bella's ok…"

"I'm sure she's fine," Harry said reassuringly. Jacob hummed distractedly, his eyes not leaving the mountain top where he knew Bella and Edward were camping. Harry sighed, knowing that his mate would get not rest unless he could see that his friend was all right with his own two eyes…"But if it would make you feel better we could always pop up there and check on them?"

"Could we?" Jacob asked, turning now to face his boyfriend. Harry smiled, touched by his mates worry for his friend and nodded.

"It's a good thing you showed me where they were going to be camping," he commented, stepping close to his boyfriend so that he could slip his arms around Jacob's strong shoulders.

"It is, isn't it?" Jacob asked with a smile, squeezing his mate's waist gently, enjoying the feel of the person he loved in his arms.

"And, just warning you, I will be needing a strong cup of tea when we get back because this is not going to help my stomach and it's going to be cold!" Harry laughed cheerfully. "Might even need some Chocolate Hobb Knobs…"

"Some what?"

"Chocolate Hobb Knobs…please, tell me you're joking?" Harry begged softly. "How…how do you not know what a Chocolate Hobb Knob is?"

"I've never heard of…what was it…a Chocolate Hobb Knob."

"Whatever it is it sound dodgy," Quil put in helpfully from where he and Embry were attempting to put out the fire. Embry laughed, nodding in agreement.

"Dodgy?" Harry asked in disbelief, waving his wand at the bonfire and extinguishing the flames. "It's a biscuit! A McVities Chocolate Hobb Knob is the perfect biscuit for dunking in a cup of tea!"

"Are you feeling ok, Harry?" Emily asked worriedly.

"I'm fine…." Harry sighed, frowning at the sudden craving he had for a cup of tea and a Chocolate Hobb Knob. "I guess I'll just have to educate you in the ways of Chocolate Hobb Knobs once all this is over."

"Sounds fun…" Jacob agreed with a soft smile as he slid his arms around his mate's waist, pulling him close to him. A blissful smile appeared on Harry's face as he pressed himself close to his mates well muscled chest, allowing his eyes to close as his hands moved up to hold onto his mates shoulders. "So…campsite?"

"Ok, here we go…" Harry agreed softly as he shut his eyes and concentrated on focusing his magical energy around the two of them. "Hold on tight…"

The unpleasant sensation of travelling by Apparation seemed even worse than normal this time and when they finally appeared in the knee deep snow Harry was forced to stumble away from his boyfriend so that he didn't throw up on him.

"Harry?" Jacob shouted over the noise of the wind, hurrying over to his boyfriend as the older teen leant against a snow covered tree for support as he was forced to empty the contents of his stomach onto the ground. "Are you ok?"

"I'll be fine…" Harry mumbled, wiping the back of his hand across his mouth. He was extremely grateful of the steady hold his boyfriend had taken on his shoulders…it was probably the only thing keeping him upright as he moved away from the tree. "I'll be better once this damned bug decides to leave me alone…"

"Let's get you inside that tent," Jacob suggested firmly, putting one of Harry's arms around his shoulders so that he could support his boyfriend over to the partially buried tent…which sort of looked like it was glowing because of the light inside it and the darkness of the mountain top at the dead of night. "Edward? I know you can hear me so please let us in."

"You didn't need to come and check on her," Edward said almost angrily as he un-zipped the tent flap with one jerky motion and then moved out of the way so that Jacob could help Harry inside. "We're fine."

"Yeah, she really looks it," Jacob snapped back as he caught sight of Bella shivering violently in her sleeping bag. "Didn't you think to bring spare blankets?"

"J-Jake, stop…it's n-not his f-f-fault…" Bella managed to say through her chattering teeth. "W-What's wrong w-with Harry?"

"Nothing really…just Apparation on top of a stomach bug," Harry explained softly as Jacob helped him to lie down on the floor between Bella's "bed" and Edward. "It's freezing in here."

"N-Nothing we c-can do ab-b-bout th-that…" Bella mumbled, "Its n-not like we c-c-can c-c-control the w-weather…"

"I can…sort of," Harry said, pulling his wand out slowly to show what he meant, his hand shaking from the cold that was already starting to affect him. "Give me a minute or two to let my stomach settle down and I'll see what I can do…"

"Oh…I-I forgot ab-about your m-magic…" Bella mumbled, still managing to sound embarrassed through her chattering teeth.

"I should have thought of it sooner, I'm sorry…" Harry mumbled apologetically. "Last time I went camping the tent was like the TARDIS and I guess I forgot how…basic muggle tents can be…"

"Um…the TARDIS?"

"Sorry…um…Doctor Who reference…" Harry explained softly. "That's a…um…ridiculously popular television show back in England which I am ever so slightly hooked on. Anyway our tent, like the Doctors TARDIS, was bigger on the inside than it was on the outside."

"How m-much bigger?" Bella asked, rolling onto her side to face him.

"The tent or the TARDIS?"

"Um…the tent."

"Right, of course…" Harry mumbled, his cheeks flushing slightly as he began to describe the tent. "From the outside it just looked like a normal tent, if a rather small old fashioned one, you know, the kind that looks like a triangular prism…but on the inside there were four separate rooms – a kitchen, a bedroom with a single bed for Hermione and a bunk bed for me and Ron and a…well, I guess you could call it a dining room but really it was just a long-ish skinny room with a picnic table in it."

"W-Wait, y-you said f-f-four…"

"The fourth would be the fully operational bathroom."

"Seriously?" Bella asked incredulously.

"Seriously."

"So how did you stay warm? Magic?" Edward asked with a frown – as annoying as his gift could sometimes be he was finding the fact that he couldn't read either of the wizards even more annoying.

"Sometimes…but mostly we used the wood-burning stove in the kitchen," Harry answered with a smile. "That came in really handy through the winter…"

"Whoa! Hold on a sec…through the winter? How long did you three go camping for?" Jacob asked worriedly.

"Um…nearly a year…" Harry answered softly. "Remember I told you about the three of us going on the run to find the Horcruxes to destroy Voldemort?"

"Uh-huh…"

"Well…being wanted fugitives at the time kinda made it difficult to stay in five star hotels," Harry finished his explanation with a quirky smile. Jacob chuckled, nodding in understanding.

"Wanted fugitives?" Bella asked in shock, for once managing not to stutter.

"Yeah, it's a long story…" Harry mumbled, slowly pulling himself up into a sitting position. "One that can wait until after I've warmed this place up a little bit…"

"You sure you're ok to do magic again so soon?" Jacob asked worriedly, moving to sit close behind his boyfriend so that he could support him easily.

"Yeah, it's only a couple of spells and neither of them are too draining," Harry reassured him softly. "What I'll do is I'll put up a shield charm first to stop the cold getting in and the heat escaping. Then once that's in place I'll put a heating spell on the inside of the tent so that it gradually gets warmer in here, we don't want Bella getting too fast too quickly after all."

Edward nodded in agreement.

Harry aimed his wand at the roof of the tent and muttered the simple shield spell that he had learned from Hermione during their time on the run. The others watched as the air seemed to ripple out towards the canvas roof of the tent before spreading down its walls and disappearing into the ground.

"Ok, that's the shield charm in place," Harry mumbled softly, closing his eyes to block but the way the tent was now spinning…oh, this was not good…"Now let's get this place warmed up."

Aiming his wand at the canvas roof of the tent once more he muttered the ever-so-slightly complicated heating charm. Sparks the colour of a burning fire shot out of the tip of his wand, dancing around the inside of the tent before dissolving into thin air. Almost immediately the tent felt a little warmer and Bella wasn't the only one to let out a sigh of relief.

"There we go…" Harry announced, giving a weak smile as he cracked opened his eyes to check that everything was ok and that he hadn't set the tent on fire…and that turned out to be a really bad idea. "Uh-Oh…" he mumbled weakly, blinking his eyes rapidly for a moment before he slumped back into Jacob's arms, his eyes rolling back into his head as darkness overcame him…

The following morning, the morning of the attack, Draco and Jasper were snuggled up together on the Malfoy's comfortable sofa watching the local news, specifically a report about the unexpected end to the vicious murders that had been terrorising Seattle for the last month.

"Not completely unexpected," Draco commented, feeling the need to be a little bit sarcastic about what was going to happen soon, "After all the Newborns had to prioritise…isn't it nice to know that they're more interested in killing us than in terrorizing Seattle and making the headlines?"

Jasper smiled at his boyfriend's sarcasm, pulling his mobile phone from his pocket as it went off loudly. Opening the message he had received he let out an incredibly human sigh be he murmured, "It's time."

"Right…" Draco sighed, pressing himself against his boyfriend's side and relishing in the feeling of safety being within Jaspers arms gave him for a moment longer before pulling away from him and getting to his feet, pulling at the bottom of his black leather jacket to get it to sit right. "I guess we should…"

Ding Dong!

"You have got to be kidding me…" Draco muttered as he moved to answered the front door, thinking of a good excuse that would a) get rid of whoever had chosen to call at such a bad time as quickly as possible and b) explain his rather gothic black leather outfit. Unfortunately all he could come up with was "kinky sex time"…damn his perverted mind!

Groaning softly he forced himself to smile and opened the front door. His attempt at a cheerful greeting died on his lips as he discovered just who was standing on his front porch…

"Pansy?"

"Hey, Draco," the young witch said with a smile, tucking her behind her ears as she looked up at him. "Blaise has come to stay with me for a week so we thought we'd pop round, see if you fancy going out shopping or maybe to one of those muggle movie things…"

"Blaise?" Draco asked, not seeing his friend anywhere.

"He's paying the…the…what's the word…oh, the taxi driver," she explained, taking a step to the side to allow the blond wizard to see the other young wizard slowly counting out muggle money for the impatient looking taxi driver. "We've gone muggle for the day and so far it's been…well, a little bit boring if I'm honest. And…do all taxi drivers smell or is it just him?"

"I wouldn't know, I've never taken a taxi," Draco answered softly. "Look, Pansy, I don't want to be rude or hurt your feelings but me and Jasper have already got plans for today…"

"Oh…"

"Hey, Draco!" Blaise greeted happily as he jogged up the steps and came to a halt beside Pansy. "Looking as sexy as ever, I see, but what's with the battle leathers? Haven't seen you wear them since the 'Battle for Hogwarts.'"

"Battle leathers?" Pansy asked sharply, her eyes taking in the blond wizard's unusual appearance for the first time. "Draco? What's going on?"

"Um…" Draco mumbled, trying to find a valid excuse so that he could get rid of his friends…he would not let them get drawn into another war, not because of him. "I'm…I'm just showing Jasper what they look like."

"Why?"

"Because…" Draco bit his lip – damn it, he'd have to use that excuse after all… "Um…because we're having some…fun…" He put just enough emphasis on the word 'fun' to make it very clear what he was implying.

"Oh…" Pansy squeaked, blushing red as Jasper came up behind his boyfriend and slid his arms around his waist from behind, leaning down to press a soft kiss to the side of Draco's pale neck.

"Nope, I don't buy it," Blaise announced, almost regretfully as he frowned at the couple. "Draco, I think you've forgotten what you and I used to get up to…I've seen you in the leather outfit you like to wear for fun and that's definitely not it."

Jasper growled deeply behind him, his grip on his fiancés waist tightening as he (probably accidentally) broadcast his jealousy to the other three standing on the front porch. Draco's cheeks burned with embarrassment as his ex-boyfriend calmly announced the sort of things they'd gotten up to in the past.

"Tell me the truth, Draco. Now," Blaise didn't asked, he demanded and Draco realised that he had been a fool to try and lie to the two people who had known him longest and probably knew him the best.

"There's…There's a little bit of trouble in town that we're going to go and sort out today," Draco admitted softly.

"What sort of trouble?" Blaise demanded.

"The sort of trouble that we can't talk about on the porch with nosy muggle neighbours listening in," Draco muttered, stepping back to let the witch and wizard into the house, Jasper moving with him but not releasing his hold on his waist.

"What sort of trouble?" Blaise repeated his question once Draco had shut the front door. "Is it trouble with magic or trouble with vampires?"

"The second one…" Draco admitted reluctantly.

"But I thought that you got on with his family," Pansy gasped in shock, her wide eyes going to Jaspers tense face. "I mean at the party they all seemed so nice…"

"Not the Cullens!" Draco gasped, squeezing his boyfriends hands as Jasper let out another angry growl. "Everything's fine with Cullens. They are wonderful and…and…no, it's not the Cullens!"

"Then…who?"

"Newborns," Jasper answered softly. Pansy gasped in fear, her hand reaching out for something to steady her as she began to shake with fear. Just like Draco she had some pretty bad memories of Newborn vampires thanks to the Death Eaters. "A Newborn Army has been created by a vampire called Victoria."

"Why?" Blaise asked as he put a comforting arm around Pansy's shoulders.

"A little over a year ago we were forced to kill her mate, James, when he tried to kill Bella," Jasper continued his explanation softly. "Now she wants revenge and she's going to do it by killing Bella, taking away Edwards mate like we took away hers…and I don't think that she'll be all that upset if her army of newborns kill the rest of us while she takes care of her revenge."

"You're going to fight against newborns?" Pansy gasped in shock. "Are you…are you insane? Draco, you've seen…you've seen what…you…you…"

"Pansy!" Draco cried out worriedly as his friend began to hyperventilate, clinging to Blaises arm as her eyes went wide with fear. He pulled away from Jasper, going over to his friend so that he could place his hands reassuringly on her shoulders. "Pansy…calm down…" he ordered softly.

"Draco…you can't go up against Newborns," Blaise pointed out seriously, his own hands rubbing up and down Pansy's arms as she struggled to get her breathing under control. "Even Professor Lockhart, the worst 'Defence' teacher of all time told us that going up against Newborns is pure suicide!"

"Well…under normal circumstances, yes," Draco conceded softly.

"Normal circumstances?" Blaise mimicked, his voice filled with disbelief.

"Yes – a Wizard versus a Newborn," Draco explained, "Now that would be suicide. However we've got three wizards on our side, myself, Charlie Weasley and Harry Potter, a pack of Shape-Shifters whose chosen form is a giant wolf and a coven of vampires who, to use the muggle phrase, can kick some serious butt."

"I don't suppose that there's any chance of a peaceful solution?" Blaise asked after a long and thoughtful silence. Draco raised his eyebrow in response. "Didn't think so…" he sighed sadly, "Well then, I guess that settles it – you can count me in."

"What?" Draco gasped.

"Simple battle tactics, Draco – four wizards are better than three no matter who you're facing," Blaise pointed out logically, chuckling deeply. "Plus it's been ages since I had a good fight…"

"No! You…You can't…" Draco stuttered, shaking his head.

"Who says I can't?" Blaise asked seriously. "You're my friend…you're my best friend! We've known each other since we were five years old, Draco Malfoy and if you think that I am going to let you go off and fight an army of Newborn vampires without me then you are sorely mistaken!"

"No…Blaise it's not your fight…"

"It doesn't matter who started it, Draco," Pansy said softly, stepping out of Blaises embrace and going over to the platinum blond. She still looked a little shaken up but she also looked extremely determined. "You're our friend and friends help each other, no matter what so you'd better make that four wizards and one witch because I am not going to let you two go off to war without me – there's no telling what sort of trouble the two of you would get into!"

"No!" Draco cried loudly, "I won't drag you into another war!"

"Who's dragging?" Blaise asked with a deep chuckle.

"You know what I mean!" Draco snapped. "I can't let you do this! I won't let you…I won't let you risk your lives for me! Not after what we've been though…what we managed to survive…I won't-"

"Draco," Blaise interrupted sharply, "Shut up and suck it up – we're helping."

"So…what's the plan?" Pansy asked as Draco did a rather convincing impression of a goldfish – mouth hanging open in silent shock.

"Divide and conquer using the element of surprise to our advantage," Jasper answered softly, pulling Draco more firmly against his side to comfort him as his boyfriend accepted the fact that his friends were helping no matter how much he protested. "The plan is that my family and I will be waiting for them but you and the wolves will be hidden from sight until the time is right for the second wave of the attack - they will not be expecting the giant wolves and we suspect that they will have seriously underestimated the strength of your magic."

"Sounds like a good plan," Blaise commented, "Much better than I would have come up with but then again I was never any good at battle tactics."

"So where is the battle going to take place? I'm assuming that there is a planned location if you and your coven are going to be waiting for them," Pansy asked logically, taking out her wand and transfiguring her beautiful high heeled shoes into a sturdy pair of boots – high heels + battle/fight = bad idea.

"Yes, we've chosen a clearing far enough away from the town to keep the Newborns away from the humans as possible," Jasper answered. "We made sure that Bella spread her scent around the clearing to draw them there before she and my brother went into hiding."

"Um…spread her sent?" Pansy asked with a grimace.

"She cut the tip of her finger and wiped her blood on the trees around the clearing," Draco explained softly, rubbing at his eyes before facing his two best friends once more. "Are you sure there isn't any way I can convince you two to just go home and stay safe?"

"We're sure."

"Fine…" Draco sighed deeply, giving in to his friend's stubbornness. "Time to go kill some vampires…"

A/N I am so sorry that this took so long but I've just moved in with my boyfriend and we had our yearly inspection at sea cadets and I'm trying to get into university and have an audition for my acting course in a month and…yeah – stressed. Will hopefully have the next chapter (a.k.a the battle) up soon!
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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Three