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An: the plan of attack.

Chapter 22
The week before Belle Morte’s visit was a crazy time for Harry. He spent his nights with Asher and Jean-Claude learning vampire etiquette, his days with Nathanial learning the bond, and any other spare moment organizing his wizard friends into groups that worked on expanding The Circus and generally making it more acceptable to someone like Belle Morte.
Harry knew this meeting could change everything in St. Louis. Jean-Claude was terrified, in his usual way, that Belle would get him back under her control. The Council Member wasn’t clear on her reasons for coming. The messages only said that she had unfinished business.
Understandably, Harry was nervous about that. He’d made a home here, and planned to create a life, a future. He would not allow her to change things. She could call cats he knew, and so was happy that the Marking ritual had created a block on others’ power over his kitten. Severus was working on a potion that would circumvent her powers, both calling cats, and the Aurder.
Severus had already created one that would circumvent any calling of wolves. They’d tested it with Remus and Jean-Claude. Remus said it was like resisting imperius, something that he wasn’t particularly good at but with the potion it was easier.
Not for the first time this week, Harry passed Severus’ workroom and heard cursing. None of the wizards were very happy with the vampires for waiting until they only had a week to prepare. It was completely ridiculous. Harry had used his kitten as an outlet for this frustration many times, though he didn’t have the time to do it properly.
One of the many unforeseen benefits the bond created during the marking ceremony was Nathanial’s trust in Harry. He spent the week taking care of the little things Harry forgot about so Harry wouldn’t need to stress himself about it. Nathanial wasn’t worried at all from what Harry could tell. No doubts entered his mind. The leopard knew that Harry would protect him when She got here.
It was rather humbling and Harry put “reward kitten” Nathanial’s calendar for the week after Belle was gone. Nathanial had smiled all day when he’d seen it.
Harry’s wizard friends had picked up the vampire slack and Harry would be ensuring that they were rewarded by Jean-Claude appropriately when this was all over.
Because they had so little time to prepare, Harry was constantly on edge, as were all those who’d been in the war with him. Dean and Seamus were Nathanial’s companions and guards whenever the leopard left the house without Harry.
Harry needed clothes and so Nathanial had to go out, but Harry was unable to go with him. He was relieved that his two year mates were watching out for his kitten.
Belle Morte and her entourage would be in the city for two weeks and Jean-Claude already had the weeks’ events prepared. This was most of the source of Harry’s frustrations. Jean-Claude had planned for her arrival for months and then let Harry know with only a short time remaining, expecting Harry to just go along. Jean-Claude had ‘informed’ Harry that Nathanial would be performing for Belle Morte and nearly lost his head for it. Harry had been unable to allow Nathanial to assist him in relief due to his uncontrollable rage. Instead Severus, Dean, Seamus, Neville and both Weasley twins had joined him in the dueling room until they were exhausted. It had taken the edge off Harry’s rage and he was able to converse with Jean-Claude without bloodshed.
Harry had been willing to simply back off, take Nathanial, close his house, and let Jean-Claude deal with her on his own but Richard and Micah prevailed on him. They said that without his help she could take over and the pack and pard as well as the other lycanthropes would become nothing more then food or slaves for their more carnal hungers. Reluctantly, Harry had rejoined the planning effort, though he had taken over protection and security completely.
Now, there were wards all over the Circus. Wards that would enclose Belle and her party once they entered and prevent her power from exiting and affecting those not also in the Circus. Wards that would protect any unrelated humans that came for the extravagant shows Jean-Claude was putting on. Wards that could only be altered by him or Neville.
Neville was chosen because, not only was he completely loyal to Harry by desire and by oath, but he had no other loyalties. Severus was vampire. Remus was wolf. Dean was wolf. Seamus wasn’t exactly trustworthy, neither were the twins and Sirius had a temper. Luna wasn’t powerful enough to hold them, which was a shame as she was incorruptible. None of the others were magical, though Nathanial could have held them due to his connection to Harry. Harry wasn’t going to burden his kitten with the responsibility, however.
So as the day Belle Morte was due to arrive dawned, Harry and Nathanial relished their last moment of peace.
“Master?”
“Yes kitten?” Harry continued his casual perusal of Nathanial’s body. They were watching something on TV and Harry was absently playing with Nathanial’s naked flesh.
“Master.” Nathanial gasped as Harry stroked his taunt flesh. Harry realized that Nathanial wasn’t asking a question. He was calling for Harry. Harry went back to his tv show and continued mapping his kitten’s body. Owning it, calming them both.
He caressed Nathanial’s stomach and fiddled with his arousal. They’d been doing this for half an hour, Harry had utilized a time turner to guarantee this time alone. Nathanial had already come once so Harry dipped his fingers into the liquid and rubbed it into Nathanial’s skin. He used it as lubricant to push one finger inside his kitten.
Nathanial arched, “Master.” He whispered. Harry ignored him and removed the finger after liberally rubbing Nathanial’s own cum inside him.
Nathanial was spread open on his lap. One hand was fisted in Harry’s shirt the other held, fingers laced, with Harry’s over his head. His hair was spread out over the couch.
Harry wasn’t really interested in sex, he was using this time to calm himself and his kitten as well as reestablish control and dominance. He knew the dangers of going into a meeting of this importance lacking calm and poise.
Nathanial fell asleep after his third orgasm but Harry continued to pet him until the hours bought with the time turner ran out.
He spelled on his kitten’s clothes and cleaned him up so when Damian and Asher and the others came in the room there was no chance Nathanial would wake up embarrassed. He didn’t disperse the smell though; he was proud of it and wanted to see their faces as they were forced to talk to him surrounded in Nathanial’s arousal.
When they all came in their reactions were every bit as amusing as Harry suspected they would be. Asher smirked, Damian shook his head, Richard and Remus snorted and then ignored it, Sirius smelled the air with a confused expression until he recognized it and then blushed while trying to laugh it off. Seamus opened his mouth to comment but Dean stopped him. Neville didn’t have a reaction and neither did
Severus. The twins were busy arguing with each other and didn’t notice until later. Luna on the other hand said, “Is he okay? There are a lot of snarkles surrounding your kitten.”
Harry smiled and suppressed a chuckle when she turned to Asher and told him there were some around him too.
“Harry, I’d like to go over our plan one more time.” Asher said, his blue eyes calm and focused completely on Harry. As he spoke the others nodded. They all needed to know that Harry had it all under control, that they would be safe with him there.
Harry nodded, “Alright. Severus did you finish the potions?”
“Yes, however, the one you asked for to protect the vampires from her Aerdur is incomplete. It isn’t wholly effective. Jean-Claude was able to,” he cleared his throat, an expression of discomfort that was unusual for Severus. Harry took note of Severus’ eyes and how the flicked at Asher. “He was able to seduce someone under the potion.”
Asher interrupted, “I was able to ignore it but I chose not to.” Harry cocked his head at the anger Severus was exhibiting.
“We cannot have weakness while she is here. If you are jealous because of Asher, you will have to stay here Severus.” There was no censure or compassion. It was a stated fact. Harry turned his head from them to address the others but Severus’ snarl stopped him.
“I am fine. You need me. I am the only Legilimens you have.”
Harry paused before allowing his head to turn back to Severus. The silence was pregnant. Harry assessed them and their body language. Asher let his leg lean on Severus’ in what Harry interpreted to be support and though Severus flinched he allowed the comfort. Severus’ attention was focused on Harry, his eyes earnest, stubborn, and angry.
Harry waited and petted Nathanial’s sleeping head and thought.
“I trust you Severus. If they play you off each other it will weaken us. Do not let them.”
Severus nodded and though there was relief in his eyes, none showed on his face.
“Our protection is being handled by a collaboration of spells and bodies. The wolves, rats, and hyenas have all agreed to provide men and women as guards. They will be taking Severus’ potion so that any vampires that she has with her will not be able to use them. The spells are keyed to me but if, for some reason, I am unavailable, Neville will be able to make minute changes, but not disable them unless I’m dead.” Harry had no fear that would happen but the threat of it sobered the room in a way the argument with Severus hadn’t.
“Asher will be sitting with Jean-Claude as will Damian. There is no reason to alert her to the fact that they are not under his control. It will weaken him, and we are strong enough without them.”
Asher shifted something Harry recognized to be an expression of vampire discontent. “Asher?” Harry invited.
“I am uncomfortable being under Jean-Claude’s control even if it is a hollow perception.” He let his blond hair fall over the side of his face that had once been scared. Harry breathed slowly for a moment, considering. The reasons for Asher’s placement with Jean-Claude were Jean-Claude’s. Harry had agreed because there was no reason not to and it never hurt to have surprises. If Asher was afraid, as his body language suggested, then Harry would feel better with the vampire being under his control. Each individual weakness weakened the whole.
“Alright that’s fine. Damian?” The warrior vampire nodded signifying that he could take care of the Jean-Claude aspect.
“Right. I have decided to present as couples with definitive dominant partners. I wish that we could present all the ‘wizard only’ as the dominant partner, but I doubt that Dean or Remus could be submissive for this long.” There were chuckles from a few including Seamus and Sirius.
“I want to play up that we are wizards, we will wear robes with our family crest displayed prominently except those of us who are lycans. You will wear elegant but simple single color robes. Severus, you are both and though I do not want to hide your vampirism you are our key to setting wizards above, stronger then, vampires. Because of this I am asking you to present as stronger then Asher but not Neville or the twins.” Severus nodded.
Most of them knew these things but they’d never had it all spelled out at once. Severus stood, he changed his usual black robes into an ancient version, one that had fallen out of fashion hundreds of years ago even in wizarding society. Asher’s eyes betrayed arousal and respect so Harry nodded. He had no fashion sense and had relied on Nathanial and Asher for all their outfits.
“Luna you are our only female. Belle thinks she is the epitome of beauty, you are her negative. I want that played up. You are our purity, dress like it. I don’t want us to put to much pressure on her or act like she’s really important because then Belle will try and bring her down, but I want us to have a female. Luna?” She nodded dreamily.
“We will all be there for the first meeting and from there on shift in attendance. I will have to let you know basted on her reactions to you.”
“Harry.” Asher’s voice was soft but not hesitant. “There is a vampire under Jean-Claude’s control that he has not told you about. He was addicted to Belle Morte in her court. Her very presence will cause him to revert. He came to us seeking protection and I believe Jean-Claude has forgotten that. He means to use him as a bargaining chip.”
Harry snarled and his anger woke Nathanial.
“Master?” Harry hushed him but Nathanial didn’t return to sleep. Instead he assessed those around and then smiled at them all with a light blush. He settled down into Harry’s side and once he was settled
Harry asked Damian to kidnap this London, the vampire Asher was talking about, and bring him here.
Damian left to do so once Asher convinced them that London was terrified and would come willingly after Damian explained where they were going. Harry continued with their plans.
“Severus I want you to get into everyone’s mind that you can without causing suspicion and feed it directly to Nathanial. I’ll get it later and if it causes him alarm I’ll pick up on it.” Harry felt Nathanial glow with pride at his faith in his kitten and though he patted Nathanial once, he other wise ignored it.
“Your attitude will be attentive but bored. You will not under any circumstances go anywhere alone. She deals in sex and Jean-Claude will have to offer her and hers blood and sex to keep her appeased. In a perfect world she would bring her own food, but she won’t. She’s going to try and convince those who are given to her to give Jean-Claude or me up. It’s going to be a battle of wits and will. He’s going to give her the strongest, those he expects to stay with him, to endure her and she will enjoy breaking them. I expect that he’s going to instead, give her my people, you. I will not allow this, will not allow him this power. If he offers you, you will laugh and then ask me for permission. I am the supreme authority. You will not follow him or her. You will only respond to my voice, but you will listen to everything. We will enter and exit together as one power.” He smiled, “I feel rather odd ordering you this way.”
Remus answered, “You will be treating us this way for as long as she’s here. We understand. When it’s over, we’ll have a party and take turns ordering you to give us drinks.”
There was some light hearted chuckling from most of them. Before Seamus asked softly “What happens if she wants one of us?”
Nathanial shivered and Harry felt his fear.
“I am asking now, are there any of you willing to feed them, not Belle, but one of the others?” Dean and Seamus shook their heads immediately, which Harry had suspected. Sirius spoke up, “They couldn’t be worse then dementors.” Remus nodded and pulled Sirius to him. Severus cleared his throat, a light blush on his face.
“No Severus. You need your blood.”
Asher laughed and said in French, “I think he meant their other hungers.” Nathanial blushed and buried his head in Harry’s neck while Richard chuckled. Harry smirked and said, “I’ll get to that, right now we need volunteers for blood.”
The twins stepped forward and said almost in unison, “We’d rather offer blood then anything else.” Harry nodded at them.
“Alright, Asher.” Harry focused on the vampire and they exchanged heated, knowledge filled glances.
“I know Mon Cher.”
“Asher….” Nathanial whispered despondently.
“Oh mon chat. All will be well.”
“But Asher..” Nathanial made to sit up but Harry didn’t let him.
“Pet.” Harry warned. Nathanial nodded and buried his head back in Harry’s neck but Harry could feel his tears.
Harry petted his pet in silence for a long moment, eyes lost in Asher’s blue irises. Finally, unable to stand the tension Sirius barked, “What? What are we missing?”
Asher smiled softly but let his hair swing into his face again so Harry swallowed and answered. “Asher used to belong to her. He escaped, here to Jean-Claude, but there is no doubt that she will want him. If she is unable to get him permanently then she will take what she can get. I have no doubt that she expects to be attended to by him.”
The connotations of that were lost among the more innocent of the group but even they did not envy Asher.
“I will be fine, Mon Cher. I have attended to her for a much longer before. I will be fine.”
Severus reached out and held Asher’s hand, an expression of emotion foreign to the wizards in the room. Sirius stared until Remus was forced to elbow him.
Damian returned with London just as the others left to get ready and Harry asked Severus, Asher, Remus, and Sirius to stay.
London was fair skinned with dark hair and intense black eyes. He watched everything with a contemplation that was almost crepy. Harry could sense the fear thought, could see it in the vampires movements and how his eyes flickered from person to person.
"Hello, I'm Harry Potter. I understand that you are in need of protection?"
"Yes." London's voice was melodic but his tenor echoed as if coming from inside a deep cave.
"I also understand that you fear Jean-Claude can no longer provide this protection."
"No, he can. I do not believe he will. He is struggling to secure his power without Anita and I believe he would trade me for any security offered."
"Are you afraid of being traded? or becoming addicted again?"
London shivered as if a memory had become to much and swayed, "I would rather die a true death then become addicted again." '
Harry's eyebrows rose at the determination in his voice.
"That is fine. I have no need of you. If you wish protection from me, you need only ask. You may remain here, as long as you respect that this is not your property for now and allow me to place some restrictions on you."
"Yes, please anything." Harry was rather shocked by the sudden movement as London fell to his knees in front of him. Nathanial backed up slightly to allow Harry more freedom of movement. Harry sensed Nathanial's resignation that his master was taking in another pet.
"Alright" Harry pulled his wand from the holster on his leg. it was a more accessible place from a seated position and he needed it for the precision necessary for casting personal alarms on a living being. "I will have Dobby set up a room for you in the basement. You are restricted from any personal rooms such as bed rooms and private offices. The library, gym, dens, and grounds are all yours."
Harry ran a hand through silky dark hair when the vampire rested his head on Harry's leg in supplication and relief, and watched with curiosity as London shivered. Perhaps he did need a new pet. Nathanial must have felt the desire because he pressed against Harry's side and purred. This was not the time, but Harry wondered.
Harry had asked his party to leave four hours before their scheduled meeting at the Circus so they could dress and to give the potions time to settle. They were expected to last 18 hours and Harry felt confident when they met later to portkey into the building.
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