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Chapter Two

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Harry woke to the smell of bacon,
eggs, and hash-browns. His first impulse was to empty the contents of his
stomach, but as there was currently nothing to empty, he only gagged slightly.
Once he got over the initial nausea, he pulled on a black t-shirt and jeans and
went downstairs. He looked at the clock and saw that it was half-past noon.

�Hey,� he said to Dudley,
�Why is she cooking breakfast so late?�

�What?� Dudley
said, raising an eyebrow at him, �Mum�s not even here. She went to lunch with one of her friends.�

�But- I smell bacon and eggs��
Harry replied.

Dudley
sniffed the air. �Well, that is what
we had for breakfast, but I don�t smell anything.�

�That�s odd,� Harry said, �Oh
well� I�m going outside. I can�t stand this smell any longer. See you later.�

�Hang on, I�ll go with you,� Dudley
said, standing and pulling on his shoes just as Harry opened the door.

He sighed, waiting for his cousin
impatiently. They walked outside and Harry had to shield his eyes, momentarily,
from the onslaught of vibrant colors, more than the sun. When the intensity
subsided, he started walking, with Dudley right at his
side.

�So, why have you suddenly become
so interested in magic?� Harry asked, breaking the silence.

�I don�t know,� Dudley
replied, �I guess I just figured that it�s as much a part of this world as I
am, so it�d be better to know about it than to ignore it� right?�

Harry smiled. �That�s exactly
right. If more muggles thought like that, we wouldn�t have to keep ourselves so
segregated.�

Dudley
seemed to think about that for a moment. �That wouldn�t really work��

�Why do you say that?� Harry
asked.

�The way you describe it, I think
it would be harder for the magical community to accept muggles,� Dudley
said, �I don�t want to offend you or anything, but wizards might find it hard
to live with technology. Just as we�d never survive by candlelight. The worlds
are just too different. Both are developed in their own ways, but both are also
kind of deficient in their own ways, too, right?�

�Good point,� Harry said, �But
then you could also say that the two worlds would compliment each other that
way, and that if they came together as one, we would be a lot better off.�

�Or destroyed,� Dudley
countered, �If the two came together, they�d not only gain the benefits of each
other, but the weapons as well. That could mean a lot of trouble.�

�But muggles can�t use magic,� Harry said, grinning.

�Scientists would study and
analyze magic in order to find a way to harvest that power and use it to gain
an advantage over other countries,� Dudley said, �It�s like a complex we�ve
got.�

�I noticed,� Harry said, �You�re a
lot more intelligent than I would have thought.�

It was Dudley�s
turn to grin. �Yes, I know.�

�Smart ass,� Harry muttered.

�So, do you want to tell me why
you�re not going back to school this year?� Dudley
asked.

Harry�s mood darkened. �Not
really.�

�Right,� Dudley
said.

They walked in silence for a bit
before Harry suddenly stopped. He turned to Dudley, fear
shining in his eyes.

�What�s today?� he asked.

�Thursday, why?� Dudley
replied.

Harry paled. �Uncle Vernon always
comes home early on Thursdays. Shit,
we have to get back. It�s almost two!�

They sprinted back through the
neighborhood, darting through alleys and yards. When they reached the house and
Harry saw Vernon�s car in the
driveway, he nearly fainted. Not only had he left the house, but he hadn�t done
any of his chores for the day. They stepped through the door and Vernon
looked from his spot on the sofa.

�Where were you?� he growled, �No,
I can guess! You were off, dragging Dudley on some
delinquent adventure, no doubt!�

�He didn�t drag me anywhere,� Dudley defended, quietly.

Vernon
stood, his eyes impossibly narrow, almost disappearing in his huge face. �You
don�t have to be afraid of him, son. It�s not as if he can hurt you- can�t even
do magic outside of that freak school
of yours, can you boy?�

�Not until midnight, anyway,� Harry mumbled.

�What was that?� Vernon
snapped.

�At midnight,
tonight, I turn seventeen and, by our
law, become an adult and completely able to legally perform magic outside of
Hogwarts,� Harry said, his eyes glaring a silent challenge at his overweight
uncle.

�Go to your room, now!� Vernon
snarled, �I�ll be up after we are
done eating dinner to teach you a lesson about lying.�

�Yeah, whatever,� Harry said,
walking up the stairs to his room.

The door opened and Harry sat up
in bed, blinking at the sudden light that invaded his senses. He looked at his
clock and saw that it was almost midnight.
Vernon shut the door, plunging the
room into darkness again.

�It�s five minutes till midnight!� Harry grumbled.

�I want you to be unconscious when
you turn seventeen- no funny business from you,�
Vernon said, dragging him off of
the bed by his hair.

Over the next few minutes, Vernon
attempted to do as much damage as he could in the least amount of time, using
his fists, feet, and any blunt object he could get his fat hands on to break as
many bones in Harry�s body as he could get to.

The clock chimed midnight and he dropped Harry�s unconscious form
to the floor. He turned to leave when Harry let out a blood-curdling scream. Vernon
spun around to see Harry�s bones realigning with sickening pops. His cuts and
bruises disappeared before Vernon�s
eyes and he stared in horror as Harry�s body levitated three feet off of the
ground.

Harry�s eyes snapped open and he
screamed again, revealing unnaturally long canine teeth. His fingernail grew
into claws and his t-shirt was suddenly shredded by some invisible force. The
cool air did nothing to soothe the agonizing burning in his back, though.
Suddenly there was a sound like ripping flesh and two large, blindingly white
wings burst from the exact spot that had been burning so furiously a moment
earlier.

�You�re even more of freak than I
thought!� Vernon exclaimed when
Harry landed on his knees on the floor. He began advancing on Harry, who
shuddered at the obvious rage of his uncle.

He shut his eyes tightly, focusing
only on getting out of the house. �Just
need somewhere safe� anywhere safe,� he thought before he disappeared.

Severus Snape and Draco Malfoy
were sitting by the fire in the quaint two bedroom house that they had rented
from some clueless muggles, discussing Draco�s future, when a loud crash
interrupted them. They stood quickly, whipping around to see a boy with dark
hair and angelic white wings kneeling amongst the books he had knocked over
when he appeared. His arms were wrapped around himself, as though he was
attempting to rip his own wings off. He looked up at them with clouded green
eyes, barely registering who he was seeing.

�It burns�� he whispered, falling
forward with a dull thud.

�What the hell?� Draco said,
following Severus over to the boy, �What is
he?�

�I have an idea, but I�m not
sure,� he replied, picking the boy up, �I�ll have to ask him some questions
when he wakes up.�

Draco fell into step behind the
older man as he carried the unconscious boy into his own room and laid him
carefully on his bed. �He looks familiar�� Draco said.

Severus narrowed his eyes and
pushed the boy�s hair away from his forehead lightly. Draco gasped audibly at
the lightning bolt scar that stood out in stark contrast to his sickly pale
skin. Severus stepped back a bit when Harry shivered and muttered something in
his sleep. He covered Harry with a blanket before ushering Draco out of the
room and back to the sofa by the warm hearth.

�That was Potter? Are you- how is
this- bloody hell!� Draco exclaimed, �What happened to him?�

Severus sighed. �I�m pretty sure
that the moment he turned seventeen, a latent gene was activated in his DNA. If
I�m not very much mistaken, Mr. Potter is a Caelestis.�

�Right� how could I have missed that?� Draco said sarcastically,
�What is it?�

�I think it would be better for me
to explain it when Mr. Potter has awakened,� Severus replied, �He is, no doubt,
incredibly confused and utterly clueless as to his heritage.�

�Okay,� Draco said, �In the
meantime, do you think we should sleep?�

�You may go to bed, but as mine is
currently occupied, I�ll stay here,� Severus said and Draco nodded, excusing
himself.

Severus ran a hand through his
hair. �Tomorrow is going to be a long
day��

Severus woke with a throbbing pain
in his neck. He didn�t remember falling asleep on the sofa, or even when he
closed his eyes, but he silently cursed himself for not thinking to grab a
pillow. He sat up, wincing when his back cracked loudly.

�It�s about time you woke up,�
Draco said, �It�s nearly three in the afternoon. What time did you drift off?�

�I don�t remember,� Severus said,
rubbing his neck, �I was trying to think of everything I�d read about the
Caelestis race and I guess I- fell asleep.�

�All of those all-nighters must be
finally catching up with you,� Draco teased.

�Is that what I am? A- Caelestis?�
a small voice said from behind Draco and they turned to see Harry leaning
against a wall for support.

�You shouldn�t be up,� Severus
said, standing and walking over to him.

Harry recoiled from the hand that
reached for him, but then a strong scent of vanilla invaded his senses and he
leaned forward slightly. When he realized what he was doing, he looked up at
his former professor, startled.

�How did I get here? I wanted to
be somewhere safe, not in the den of Dumbledore�s killers.�

Draco grimaced. �Listen, Potter,
you don�t know what you�re talking about!� he spat, tears springing into his
eyes, �My mum is dead, now, and all because I couldn�t kill that old codger!�

Harry dropped his gaze to the
floor in guilt. He had read about Narcissa Malfoy�s death, but he hadn�t tied
it to Draco�s failure.

�Come and sit down,� Severus said,
guiding Harry, gently, to a stool near the fire, �We have much to talk about.�

Harry sat obediently. �Why don�t
you just kick me out?�

�Because, for one thing, this a
muggle town, and we don�t want to risk drawing any attention, and for another,
you wouldn�t survive ten minutes outside of these wards,� Severus said.

�Why is that?� Harry challenged.

�We�ll get to it in a moment,�
Severus replied, �Right now, I think we should clear up a few things.�

�There�s nothing you can say that
will make me forgive you,� Harry said, �So don�t even try.�

Severus raised an eyebrow at him.
�Have you heard of the Unbreakable Vow?�

�Yes, Ron told me about it,� Harry
said.

�Good, he just saved me from a
rather long explanation,� Severus said, �Then let me tell you that I took an Unbreakable Vow for Narcissa
Malfoy. I agreed to complete Draco�s mission for him, should he be unable to
complete it himself. Before you say anything, I couldn�t have refused, because
Bellatrix Lestrange, who was our binder, would have killed me on the spot.�

�Even so, you could have broken
the vow and spared his life!� Harry exclaimed.

�The vow would have then taken my
own life,� Severus said calmly.

�Do you get it, yet?� Draco asked,
�It was kill or be killed!�

�I would rather die myself than
kill an innocent man in cold blood,� Harry retorted.

�As would I, Mr. Potter, but Albus
wouldn�t hear of it,� Severus sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as though
he had a headache, �We discussed it on several occasions, in fact. Albus
believed that I could do more for our cause than he.�

�But why? Why would he believe that?� Harry asked, feeling the tears
burning in his eyes, �He was the most powerful wizard I knew- the only one
Voldemort feared! How could he- think something like that?�

�Albus Dumbledore�s power was
fading fast,� Severus replied, �His arm was withered, as I�m sure you noticed.
Had I not been forced to kill him at the time, he would not have been around
much longer anyway.�

Harry shook his head. �You�re
wrong! He would have gotten better!�

�I�m afraid not, Mr. Potter,�
Severus said, looking at him sympathetically, �Now, you need to calm down. It
won�t do for you to cause yourself any unnecessary stress.�

�Unnecessary? How can you say
that?� Harry practically screamed, coming to stand directly in front of
Severus, �You really are heartless! I can�t believe you- that you��

Harry suddenly pitched forward,
unconscious, into Severus� lap. He gathered the boy into his arm, careful of
the large wings still protruding from his back. He looked over to see Draco
staring at Harry curiously.

�I warned him not to cause himself
any stress�� Severus said.

�Is he going to be okay?� Draco
asked.

�He�ll be fine. He just overloaded
his emotions,� Severus told him and Harry moaned, �See? He�s already awake.�

Harry was, again, engulfed in the
scent of vanilla. �Mmm� smells nice�� he mumbled, making Severus lift an
eyebrow at him. He blushed, realizing that he had though aloud, and pushed
himself away from the Potions Master. He sat on the stool once more, trying to
think of something to say to break the tense silence.

However, Severus broke it for him.
�How is your back?�

Harry looked over his shoulder at
his newly acquired appendages. �It�s fine. I can even control their movement.�
To illustrate this, he expanded them, stopping just short of a rather old
looking vase, and then folded them to his back neatly. �It�s kind of fun once
you�re used to it.�

Draco chuckled. �Like a child with a new toy�� he
thought, smiling.

�As you�re now aware, Mr. Potter,
you are a member of an ancient race known as the Caelestis. Literally
translated, the word �caelestis� means heavenly,� Severus said, �I�m sure
you�ve noticed that you have gained wings, claws on both hands and feet,
elongated canines, and heightened senses. What you may not know is tat your physical and magical strength has dramatically
increased, as well. And, if you cared to take a look at yourself, you might
have noticed the light blue markings on your cheeks and winding around your
arms and legs. Honestly, mirrors are very useful. Maybe if you took a look in
one now and then, you would realize the importance of eating. These signify
that you are only a youngling. They will fade as your powers develop and get
stronger.�

Harry scowled, but mainly because
he was right. He hadn�t noticed the
markings, one on each cheek, under his eyes, in the shape of a triangle, or the
thin stripes twisting around his arms and legs in largely spaced intervals. He
felt an awful lot like some strange pagan war-god or something.

�There�s a legend about the
Caelestis. It�s merely a story, but it�s how they gained the name �The
Forgotten�. It states that the Caelestis were sent to earth from heaven to pass
the final judgment on mortals,� Severus explained.

�I know this story,� Draco
interrupted, �My mum used to tell it to me. Their mission was abandoned because
they believed that the innocence or guilt of all could not be judged on the
actions of few. However, some of the Caelestis were forgotten on earth, so they
couldn�t return to their home. After that, they just wandered around,
dispensing justice where it was needed.�

�That�s the legend, of course. Nobody knows the truth of how they came to be,
but we are certainly working on it,� Severus said, �Until two centuries ago,
your kind were hunted by muggle �demon-slayers� as well as wizards for being
thought of as dark creatures.�

�Why?� Harry asked, �If our name
means heavenly, why would people think we were dark?�

�Because of your need for a weekly
feed of blood,� Severus replied, holding up a hand to stifle Harry�s protests,
�It�s only once a week, the donor is required to be willing, and it�s necessary. It sustains your self-healing
powers. If you were to go for a long period of time without blood, every wound
you had ever suffered would suddenly resurface.�

�That sounds painful,� Draco said,
cringing at the thought.

�Indeed it is,� Severus replied,
�It would most likely cause the body to go into shock and the heart would
eventually fail.�

�How nice,� Harry said
sardonically, �So, I�m a mutilated vampire?�

�Nothing even similar,� Severus
assured him, �You are an elemental- your main element being air. The Caelestis
feed, magically, on strong emotions like anger, sadness, and lust. Rest assured
you are nothing like a Dementor- you do not feed on happiness. The Caelestis
are creatures of the light, and therefore abhor causing despair.�

�How is it that you know so much
about them, when I�ve never even heard of one actually existing?� Draco asked.

�They were hunted to such extremes
that they are classified as endangered by the Ministry. Information about them
is highly restricted and the only reason I know so much is because I know one
of the twelve- now thirteen- that exist personally,� Severus enlightened, �She
sends me samples of her wings so that I may test their healing qualities in
potions.�

�But even if they were hunted,
they had to have reproduced and increased in numbers, right?� Harry said.

Severus sighed. �Many Caelestis
never find their mate, and simply settle with a normal witch or wizard. This
causes the recession of the gene for many generations. I�m sure this is what
happened in your case, as well.�

�Wait just a minute! Mate?� Harry interjected, �What the hell
do you mean by that?�

�I�m sure you know what a mate
is,� Severus said, raising an eyebrow at the boy, �The Caelestis all have one
mate that they are instinctively drawn to. This person is also known as the
Carus, or Beloved. They are all male,
despite the gender of the Caelestis themselves.�

Harry�s brow furrowed. �Then- how
do they- we- reproduce?�

�The Caelestis are all capable of
conception- yes, you, Mr. Potter. I
do not know the exact process, though I do know that it is not in the way of
humans. Therefore, no, you do not have to give birth- if you even find your
mate.�

Draco grinned at the stricken look
on Harry�s face. �Better you than me.�

�Is there anything else I should
know about myself?� Harry groaned.

�Yes, of course. You will not
handle man-made food very well, and are completely intolerant to meat. Fruits,
vegetables, milk, juice, and bread are about the only things you will be able
to eat- when you eat, that is. Your appetite will, if it hasn�t already,
decrease significantly. Alcohol will have a very strong effect on you, so I
advise you to stay away from it. Your powers will be strongest during the new
moon, and you may rid yourself of those wings at any time.�

�What? Are you serious?� Harry
asked.

Severus nodded. �You should wait
to try until you have regained some of your strength, though.�

�Right,� Harry said, agreeing with
the man, for once.

�When your powers settle in, you
may notice a deep blue lining around your iris. This signifies that your body
has fully accepted its new form,� Severus said, �And, with a little training,
you will soon be able to perform wandless and elemental magic. I have already
trained Draco in the art of wandless magic, so I�m sure he�d be willing to give
you a few pointers.�

�So, why can�t I leave again?�
Harry asked.

Severus smirked. �Ah, yes� now
that the gene has been activated, vampires, veelas, and- werewolves- will al
begin to seek you out. They will be drawn to your power until the moment you
are either claimed by your mate or able to conceal your true nature. You are
especially vulnerable now, and will continue to be for about a week due to the
amount of strength your transformation took out of you. In your weakened state
it would be easy for any creature to forcibly claim you. Therefore, I suggest
that you not try to visit Lupin until you are sure that he will remain
unaffected in your presence, Mr. Potter.�

�We�re not at Hogwarts. You should
call me Harry,� he said.

�Why would I want to do a thing
like that?� Severus asked, smirking.

�Well, you don�t talk down to-
Draco?� he looked to the blonde for permission and, when he nodded, continued,
�So you should talk down to me, either.�

�I suppose you have a point,�
Severus conceded, �Very well, but if I am to call you by your given name, then
it�s only fair that you should return the courtesy.�

Harry marveled at the thought of
calling a Professor by their first name and smiled. �Fine. It�s a deal.�

�So, you must be pretty hungry,
eh?� Draco said, standing, �Come on, I�ll show you the kitchen.�

Harry followed him obediently into
the small kitchen area, where Draco stuck his head into the refrigerator and
pulled out apples, mandarin oranges, pineapple, and grapes. He set them on the
counter and retrieved a large Tupperware bowl, a cutting board, and a paring
knife. He set the cutting board down in front of Harry and handed him the
knife.

�Cut these up while I go ask Sev
something, okay?� Draco said, leaving Harry alone in the kitchen for a moment
before he returned, �Do you like cinnamon?�

�Er- yeah�� Harry replied, making
fast work of the fruit.

Draco grinned. �Good.�

A few minutes later, they had the
fruit in the bowl and Draco drizzled a very light cinnamon glaze over it. He
then took out three forks and three bowls, filling each of them up, with an
especially large helping for Harry. They walked back into the living room and
Draco forced one bowl into Severus� hands. Harry practically inhaled his, and
had himself two more heaping piles of the fruit salad before he finally felt
full and rejuvenated.

�Where�d you learn how to make
that?� Harry asked.

�My mum� it was one of the few
dishes she knew how to make,� Draco said, �Sev usually does most of the
cooking.�

�I was wondering<� Harry said,
�Why don�t you explain yourselves to the Ministry? I�m sure you�d be freed of
all charges if they knew the truth.�

�We did and we were,� Severus
said, grinning, �Under the influence of the Veritaserum, no less.�

�What?� Harry exclaimed, �Why
didn�t I hear about that?�

�Nobody did. The Ministry of Magic
felt that it would be best to keep it a secret. Thus we are in hiding so that
the magical community can be kept- in the dark, so to speak,� Severus
explained, �However, we are also hiding from the Dark Lord.�

�Why?� Harry asked.

�Because I failed to kill
Dumbledore,� Draco answered, �And because Sev could have easily killed you that
night, but all he did was run away.�

�Oh� sorry,� Harry said.

Draco laughed. �Sorry for what?
Surviving? Don�t be so stupid.�

�Sorry-�

�And stop apologizing!� Draco
exclaimed, chuckling.

Harry grinned sheepishly.

�Now that you�ve eaten and
regained some strength,� Severus said, �Would like to try dispelling your
wings?�

Harry nodded vigorously.

�Good, then I want you to close
your eyes and clear your mind. Are you ready?� At another nod, Severus
continued, �Picture your wings very clearly, and then picture your back without
them there and simply will them
away.�

�Easier said than done�� Harry thought, but did as he was told,
wishing with all of his heart that they would leave him so he could sit
somewhere other than that stupid stool. He felt a warmth pulse up his spine and
opened his eyes to see the wings disappearing. The feathers were shedding
rapidly, floating upward and then fading away into small orbs of light and
disappearing. He smiled at the beautiful sight and then sighed when they were
gone, moving to sit between Severus and Draco.

�When you want them back, just
call them to you,� Severus said, �It will get easier after the first few times,
don�t worry.�

�Thanks�� Harry said, �Er- I�d
really like to get my things back from my uncle�s house. Especially Hedwig- if
he hasn�t already killed her.�

Severus raised his eyebrows at
him, but nodded. He approached the fire and threw a handful of powder into it.
Nymphadora Tonks� head popped into the fire a moment later and she gasped when
she saw Harry.

��Thank God you�re okay,� she said, and then
yelled, presumably over her shoulder, �Remus, he�s okay!�

�Listen,� Severus said
impatiently, �I don�t have time to explain everything, but Mr. Potter�s
personal belongings need to be retrieved from his relatives.�

�Why didn�t he bring them with
him?� Tonks asked.

Suddenly, Remus� head replaced
hers. �The better question would be; how did he find you two? Tonks and I are
your Secret Keepers and we haven�t told anybody.�

�It�s a long story,� Harry said,
�I�ll just say that- well, I wanted to be somewhere safe and I ended up
apparating here. I�ll write and tell you the rest, okay? It would take too long
to explain.�

Remus sighed. �Fine, I�ll bring
your things over in a little bit.�

�No!� Severus snapped, �Have Tonks
bring them.�

Remus� eyes were spitting fire
when he looked at Severus. �Why can�t I?�

�Harry�s letter will explain, but
right now you just need to trust me,� Severus said, �If you were in the same
room as this boy� you may end up doing something you�ll regret.�

Remus looked over at Harry, taking
in his blue markings and claws. �Severus��

�Harry will explain,� he said in a
tone that left no room for argument.

�Please, Remus,� Harry said, �He
may have already killed Hedwig��

Remus sighed again. �Alright,
Harry, but I want that letter to be as thorough as possible.�

�Then maybe I should just have
Severus write it for me,� Harry said, smirking.

�Severus, eh?� Remus said, casting a questioning glare on the
aforementioned man.

�The clock is ticking, wolf,� he
snarled.

�Yeah, yeah, I�m going. Tonks will
be over in a bit,� Remus said, and his head disappeared, leaving the normal
fire to burn, once again.

Harry groaned, running a hand
through his hair. �Why the hell does my left always have to be so bloody
complicated? What did I ever do that made the world decide to completely screw
me over?!�

�You�re Harry Potter, savior of the world!� Draco said, �Your
life can never be dull.�

�It�s all Voldemort�s fault!�
Harry exclaimed vehemently, �Did you know that if he hadn�t attacked me to
begin with, he could be running the world right now?�

�What are you on about?� Draco
asked.

�The Prophecy, damn it!� Harry exploded, �The git didn�t even hear the
whole thing before he went off trying to kill me! It said that a child would be
born at the end of July and that he would mark
them as his equal. When he gave me this stupid scar, he set the prophecy
into motion.�

�Mr. Longbottom was also born at
the end of July,� Severus said.

�That�s right,� Harry spat
bitterly, �Voldemort chose his own executioner� dumb ass. I would say that I
wish he�d chosen Neville, but I wouldn�t wish this responsibility on anybody.
Being the �only one able to kill him�- bull shit.�

�What else did the prophecy say?�
Draco asked inquisitively.

�I�ve got it memorized,� he
muttered, �The one with the power to
vanquish the Dark Lord approaches. Born to those who thrice defied him, born as
the seventh month dies. And the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal, but he
will have a power that the Dark Lord knows not. And either must die at the hand
of the other, for neither can live while the other survives. The one with the
power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month dies.��
He recited it exactly, having written it down shortly after hearing it and
going over it thousand and a half times.

�That�s heavy,� Draco said.

�You have no idea,� Harry avowed.

�You were wrong, though,� Severus
said, �It could not have been Mr. Longbottom.�

�What?� Harry said, looking up at
where the man was still standing.

�He has no power that the Dark
Lord knows not. You have your status as a Caelestis, but he has nothing,�
Severus stated.

�Dumbledore told me that the power
was love,� Harry said quietly.

�Albus always had too romantic a
heart,� Severus said sadly, �And perhaps he was right for a time. Your mother�s
sacrifice of love saved your life, but it became null and void when the Dark
Lord took your blood, didn�t it? So it can no longer be that power.�

�I- guess you�re right,� Harry
said, �But that just makes it even more unfair!�

�Perhaps your time would be better
spent doing something constructive,� Severus chastised, �Rather than
complaining about things you can�t change.�

�I know�� Harry replied, �But what
am I supposed to do when I can�t even leave this dumb house?�

�You could take a nap,� Draco
suggested, �You know� rest as much as you can until you�re strong enough to
start training.�

�That�s actually a good idea,�
Severus agreed.

�I�m not tired,� Harry pouted,
�I�d rather find out more about that mate I need to be looking out for.�

�Another time, Harry,� Severus
said in his �Professor-tone�, �At the moment, I want you to get some more
rest.�

Harry stood, walking into the room
he�d woken up in and lying on the bed. Much to his annoyance, once he was lying
under the soft blankets, he felt fatigue settle in deeply, and as soon as he
closed his eyes, he drifted into slumber.

�Sev, why couldn�t you just answer
a few questions and then make him rest?� Draco asked.

�Because,� Severus replied, �I
think I know who his mate is.�

Draco raised an eyebrow at him. �Who?�

Severus sighed, running a hand
over his face and sitting heavily on the sofa. �Me��

XXXhpXXX

Wow� it�s quite a bit longer than
I expected it to be. I hope you liked it, and please excuse any typos. My
fingers were really cold when I typed this and I may have missed a few in my
reread. Until next time� au revoir!
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