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A Blessing of the Moon	By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 61529 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 17
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters of the books. They are the Creation of J.K Rowling and i make no money of these stories. This is just for non-profit fun

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Chapter 2

The Dark Lord Voldemort sat in his chair, his hand sliding along the snake that slept in his lap, his eyes unseeing as the flames in the fireplace danced. His breathing and the sound of the fire crackling the only sound in the large room. A door opened but he didn’t bring his eyes away from the fire, “who disturbs me?” He hissed.

Severus walked swiftly to the chair and knelt down, “forgive me my lord, I request that you come with me. It is very important that you come as quickly as possible.”

Red serpentine eyes moved from the fireplace to the pale face of the vampire in front of him. A pale, thin hand lifted up and cupped his cheek. “You know it is not safe for me to go anywhere.” The man whispered.

Severus leaned into the touch, knowing that his Lord could only be affectionate in these closed quarters. “I wouldn’t ask you this if I didn’t think it important. You know this. It has to do with Harry Potter.”

Red eyes widened and his breathing hitched, “w-what happened to the child?”

“About an hour ago, from what I understand, Remus Lupin found the boy badly beaten and took him to his current home with his mate at Grimmauld Place. I was summoned by Black and Lupin to look over the boy, upon my diagnosis I discovered he has been suffering 15 years of physical abuse as well as sexual abuse for an undetermined amount of time. During the diagnosis I discovered sever tearing and scaring, the boy is badly damaged but due to the healing of his godfather and my own potions he seems to be well on his way to recovery, what this can do to his mind I dare not say. I agree that the boy is strong, but this seems to be the worse he has suffered by far. I also fear that Albus Dumbledore knew full well what was going on, yet continued to send the boy back to that house.”

Voldemort snarled, “that man is forever getting in my way.” He snarled, “take me to the boy, but I am bringing Fenrir Greyback with us, he turned Remus Lupin and this concerns him as well.”

Moments later the door was shoved open and Greyback stormed in, his lips pulled back in a snarl as he looked at the vampire and the Dark Lord. “You called for me?” He snarled.

“We are going to go see one of your pack Fenrir, Remus Lupin needs aid with his mate and pup and I am taking you with.” Voldemort said as he slowly got up from his chair, Nagini sliding to the floor and hissing in annoyance.

Fenrir’s ears perked as he ran his claw like nails through the scruff on his chin before nodding. “Very well, but should this prove to be a pack issue does our agreement still stand?” He growled.

Voldemort nodded, “of course Fenrir. Now, Severus, let’s go.”

Severus nodded as he Aparated back to number 12 Grimmauld Place, two more resounding pops let him know that the two other wizards were behind him. He opened the door and walked in, before leading them to the living room. He saw Harry sleeping on the couch and Sirius and Remus hovering around the sleeping boy. He cleared his throat drawing the attention of the two men to him.

Remus jumped to his feet, putting himself between the three other men and his pup, snarling at the other werewolf in the room. “Why would you bring him here? That monster-”

“I am Alpha, you will not disrespect me pup.” Fenrir snarled.

“You are not Alpha here, this is my home, my pack! I will not have you anywhere near my pup.” Remus snarled, his eyes flashing amber.

“You are nothing but a submissive, you will not attack me. If you do you will die.” The elder wolf snarled, “back down now.”

Remus snarled and Sirius stepped in front of him, “I am Alpha of this house, why would you bring him here Severus? After everything he has put my mate through?”

Severus sighed and pulled out his wand walking forward and tapping Sirius on the forehead, between his eyes. “Claritatis.” He turned to Remus and did the same thing and watched as their eyes clouded over before clearing once more.

Sirius rubbed his eyes and shook his head, showing just why his Animagus was a dog. “What the hell was that?”

Severus slid his wand back into his holster in his sleeve. “A simple but powerful clarity spell, look now at Voldemort and Fenrir and tell me what you see.”

Sirius lifted his eyes and they widened as he now looked at the two men who he had been told were the cause of all the pain and suffering in his life. His gaze fell over Voldemort and he had to bite back a gasp, the man standing before him was nothing like he had seen over the years. He was still tall and willowy and his skin was still pale snow white, but that was where all similarities he had known over the years ended. The man before him was just that, a man, not a freaky human snake hybrid of dark magic. He had long wavy black/brown hair that fell down to his waist, his eyes were a delicate almond shaped eyes were dark but held a red hue to them. His face was fine boned, almost elfish in look and delicacy, the man was stunningly beautiful. His grey eyes drifted over to Fenrir and he was floored at how the man looked now. While Fenrir was still huge, he looked more human than monster now, his long hair was swept back as if he had been running through the wind and his blue eyes were bright and intelligent, not half crazed as Sirius was used to seeing. The man before him was all tight bulging muscles and power under tanned skin, showing a hard life but the power that it gave him was intoxicating. “How?”

“A trick of a spell, Albus Dumbledore gives them to all of his followers, so that they see me as the twisted ugly monster he wants them to see me as, he uses deception and fear to hide behind so that he can destroy our kind.”

“What kind? Vampires, Werewolves, and mad wizards? What game are you playing at Voldemort.” Sirius asked suspiciously.

“Magical kind. This war is not what you have been fighting. What you know and what is true are all twisted and distorted. May we sit?” He asked politely indicating the chairs by the fire, his body barely containing a shiver. “And please, call me Tom.”

Severus sat down in a chair and pulled Tom down into his lap and wrapping around him to keep him warm. Remus looked at the pair as Fenrir moved to sprawl out before the fire, opting to sit on the floor than in a confining chair. “You two are lovers.” He said softly, wonderment filling his voice as his amber eyes gazed between the two.

Severus nodded and smirked, “why you never were in Ravenclaw I will never understand.” He snorted, “Tom is my sire, and the night that Lily and James were killed was the night I turned. What you know and what is true is not the same thing. Please sit and I will explain everything as best as I can, I fear we are running out of time and when the sun rises we must flee this place and take Harry with us.”

Sirius sat down in a chair and leaned forward his elbows on his knees as he watched the men before him. Remus slid to the floor by his legs and huddled close. “How can we trust that this is all true? That this isn’t some elaborate plan to get Harry away to kill him.”

Severus nodded as he pulled a vile out of his pocket, “truth serum. Not even a Vampire can resist the compulsion. Will this satisfy you?”

“How do we know that it isn’t simply water inside of a vile? Veritaserum is colorless, tasteless, and odorless for all we know it could be water and we could have some kind of weird charm done on us to make us see Voldemort and Greyback like this.” Sirius argued.

Fenrir snorted from his spot on the floor looking bored, but his eyes never leaving the sleeping form of Harry. “Too many questions, can we just move this along?”

“They are right to ask,” Tom said softly, “we can only give you our word. Not that it means much under the lies that Albus Dumbledore has spread about us, but you know Severus to be a man of his word and of his craft.”

Remus weighed his words carefully and nodded, “fine, we will listen then act. I can smell a lie, no matter how good the person is at telling them.”

Severus nodded as he took the dose of Veritaserum and slide the vile back into his pocket. “I will go back to the night that Tom supposedly ‘attacked’ the Potter residence in Godric Hallow. The prophecy was given, and Peter had come to us to warn us that his friends were the target of something. He begged us to help, and I knew who he was talking about. I kept a tenitive contact with Lily, she forgave me for what I had said after the large blow out we all had at Hogwarts and she was sending me pictures of a little baby boy who was looking into the camera with a world of wonder in his large green eyes.” Severus couldn’t help the small smile that crept into his face, “she was the only one who didn’t seem to be affected by whatever spell Albus has over you all, it was placed when you went to Hogwarts, during the first Wizarding War. Lily seemed to be the only one who didn’t have the charm placed on her, maybe because Albus decided it wasn’t needed because of the feud between the Marauders, the Hogwarts golden boys and myself. I had just finished my change from human to vampire when Peter came to us, begging for us to help him. Tom and I ran to the Potter home…only to find it decimated. Albus stood there smiling, with an infant in his arms. He looked and felt mad. Tom flew into a rage and flung a killing curse at him, but because he killed Lily…and the blood wards on Harry…it backfired, thus the legend of the Boy-Who-Lived began and the tricks truly started.”

Remus stared at the men before him, Fenrir was quiet, his eyes steadily on the boy on the couch and Tom who was shivering into the arms that were wrapped around him. “You went to save them…Then why did Sirius go to Azkaban?”

“Another trick by Albus, because of the charms he had in place so how you saw Tom, through that vile name Voldemort, Fenrir, Bellatrix, the Malfoy’s, everything was a trick. He was tricked into going after the one who nearly exposed him. Albus thought himself clever for getting rid of the lose end that is Peter, but he never counted on me. He never knew that I had turned with a vampires kiss and he never was good enough to get into my mind. I played him, making him think I would spy for him. I was devastated over the loss of Tom, he was my mate…much like you were devastated when Sirius went away. I worked in the dungeons of Hogwarts, teaching simple potions and working secretly to bring Tom back…nothing I could do would bring him back, none of the tomes I searched through would help. I would often ask Albus after the baby, all I ever got was a name and that he was safe with family. I had no idea that anything was wrong…if I knew…gods if only I knew.”

Tom held his mate close and kissed him softly. “Hush love, it’s alright. You had no idea, and you had no way to check up on him. That bastard kept you away, the only thing we can do now is work to keep the boy safe.”

“What about when I got out of Azkaban? You tried your damndest to keep me from Harry, even tried to hurt Remus. You kept making batches of shitty Wolvesbane potions to keep him docile but they never worked, they made him more dangerous.” Sirius growled.

Severus’s eyes widened, “I would never brew that potion for a werewolf, and it is too dangerous. The properties of it cause a mutation that makes it almost impossible for the wolf to do what it needs to do when it comes out during the full moon. I refused to make the potion, saying that I was busy with making sure that I was keeping up with Ministry orders just to keep the old man off my back.”

Remus’s eyes widened, “what do you mean that potion is dangerous.”

“Tell me Remus, how long have you had your mate?” This time it was Fenrir who spoke, his voice gruff as he pulled his eyes away from the sleeping boy and looked at the pup he created through the bite.

“S-since our fifth year at Hogwarts.”

“That was what, fifteen sixteen years ago? You are a submissive, your role in the pack is to bare children, tell me when did you start taking the potion?” The elder wolf grumbled.

“Shortly after I graduated Hogwarts, Albus vouched for me at the Ministry when I registered as a werewolf…he helped me get the potion and…and I was able to stay safe. I lived happily in a country house with Sirius until…until Lily and James died.”

“So you have been on that poison for nearly ten years. Is your changing painful? Do all you crave is blood and killing during the change? And afterwards do you feel weak as a new pup?”

Remus felt a cold knot begin in his stomach. “Yes, to all of it.” He whispered.

“And you have yet to birth any pups of you and your mate. The effects of that Potion essentially destroy everything that makes us a werewolf. The potion suppresses our need to run with the moon, without that we are nothing but mindless monsters. The potion will also suppress your submissive side, you will grow more aggressive and it will flush out any attempt that you have at trying to have children. If you do conceive the potion will make when you turn into such a painful experience that the body will purge the baby.” Fenrir’s eyes glistened as he gazed at the one he turned and his mate. “Had I any idea what was going on I would have come to you, I thought you didn’t come back to the Pack after school because you were seduced by the Wizarding world. I had no idea you were being poisoned. I failed you as your Alpha and your father Remus. Your birth father would skin my hide if he knew.”

Remus looked at the large werewolf with wide eyes, “you, you actually knew my family?”

Fenrir nodded, “they took me in after I was separated from the pack on a hunting trip gone wrong. I was badly wounded after taking a fall from a cliff. Your mother was as kind as she was beautiful, your father was a strong man, confidant and smart. And you, you were the cutest little child, strong and beautiful. I stayed with your family for a month, the night of the full moon another werewolf fallowed my scent, seeing me as an Alpha to be dominated to take over a pack. The wolf was crazed from the poison given to him by wizards, I was already transformed and you were curled up with me by the fire as I slept. I heard the howls and the screams as your mother was attacked. Your father shouted through the door of your home to take you and run. The wolf then barged into the house and tried to fight me. I easily took him down and I looked for you in the room, but you were out the door crying and begging your mother to wake up. I grabbed you and turned you and took you back to my pack. You were happy Remus, you played with other wolf children and played with the pups when the moon rose. But then, after being with us for two years a raid happened on our pack…many of the pack was killed, a few pups were captured and taken away and I was badly wounded and taken by my betas to heal. There were only five of us left…three dominate and two submissives…I ran into other packs…slowly created my own. Tom found me a few years before he disappeared and I agreed to anything, as long as I could get back what was stolen from me.” Fenrir reached out and touched Remus’s hair softly, “I never stopped looking for you pup, but no one ever could find you. Your scent was blocked from me, but I never stopped looking, I wanted so badly to bring you back to the Pack, to give you a home that you deserved. One day I did find you…shortly before your mate was taken from you. You were so happy…I just…I couldn’t bring you away from that. Now I regret not taking you and your mate and the little pack you had made and brought you to me. If I had…I probably could have saved us all this pain.”

Remus slowly crawled over to the large werewolf and bumped his head against his shoulder. “I understand Alpha.” He said softly.

Fenrir pulled him into a tight hug as tears flowed down his face. “My sweet Remus, you were the son I never had.”

Sirius watched his mate and felt through their bond the happiness that only came with finding family and he couldn’t help but smile. “So, to sum up everything we have learned Albus is really the sick bastard who started this war and took our friends from us and Tom here is really the good guy.”

Severus shrugged. “Simply put yes. I am surprised you are catching on so quickly Black.”

Tom glared at his mate, “Sev that is not helping. I thought you could leave the petty rivalries behind.”

Sirius laughed as Severus got reprimanded by his mate and shook his head. “You can’t change everything in one night Tom, since my Mate has said nothing indicating you are lying I am inclined to believe you seeing as how my mate is currently happier than I have ever seen him in all the years I have known him. Oh yes I can make my mate happy, but nothing can take the place of family or pack.” His eyes turned to Harry, “but I fear what this will do for Harry, he is strong…but this…to shake the only world he has known, I don’t know if I can do that.”

“Bring him to the pack, show him a life of no fear and of love. The Pack will not hurt him, he will be accepted and loved and cherished. He is Remus’s pup and there for part of my own line granting him all the respect he deserves. He is not known for leading any raids which will help the pack accept him even more. He will be safe, you all will be safe.” Fenrir said as he cradled Remus to him as if the man was a child again. “I am tired of running, and I am tired of having a broken pack. I want my wolves home, even if that means going against the Ministry full force. I am tired of hiding and I am tired of being hunted like a beast, werewolves are not monsters we are powerful beings who deserve as much respect as any wizard and witch. I pledge myself and my pack to Tom Riddle, the so called Dark Lord, to help him bring back the old ways.”

Tom inclined his head before looking at Sirius. “Sirius, I know what you believe of your family…but it is not all true, yes your mother was a shrew of a woman but she was a brilliant witch as are any of the Black line. We can give you back any and all memories that are altered or lost to give you clarity. You know in your heart that you have been lied to, Light does not always mean good and Dark does not always mean evil. I am not asking you to do this for us, we are old Sirius, but our ways are what kept the Wizarding world strong, if we bring that back then we can give children like Harry a safe place to be themselves. He will grow up into a powerful wizard, the one he should have been. If you come with us…he will be protected.” Tom stood up and held out a hand to him. “Should you join us, know that my forces will always be at your back, that you will have people willing to throw themselves in front of you to save you, but they will expect the same of you. Can you offer that of yourself? For a world for children who are like Harry where they can grow up and practice their magic freely instead of be restricted and filled with the pain of denying themselves the magic that belongs to them?”

Sirius stood up and took Toms hand, his face stern. “I will Tom, for Harry and for any children I bring into this world with my mate. As the last of the Noble House of Black I continue my family’s ties to the Dark Lord and will bring the Wizarding World where it belongs.”

Tom smiled and nodded. “The pact is made and the deal struck. Now let’s get the boy out of here and go home. This place is no longer safe, and I know that you have family who have been waiting to bring you home Sirius.”

Fenrir helped Remus to his feet and walked over to gather the small child in his arms. As he held the boy close a strong intoxicating scent washed over him and his blue eyes widened as he looked down at the small delicate boy in his arms. Severus and Tom watched him curiously as he leaned down to bury his nose in the mop of black hair.

“Fenrir?” Severus asked softly.

Blue eyes lifted, the amber of the wolf bleeding through as a low rumbling growl filled the room. “My mate.” He growled.

Remus’s eyes widened as he gripped Sirius’s hand and Sirius, Severus, and Tom all cursed.

“Fuck,” Sirius breathed as he ran his fingers of his free hand through his hair, “is it safe to say shit just got complicated?” He asked the other men in the room, earning three sets of glares since the fourth set of eyes were too busy taking in the sight of the small boy in his arms.
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