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Dark Witch	By : Nescafevh Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 11470 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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He reentered his own body, swaying with energy expended clearing his mate and remaining too long outside his own body. The male adult was looking at him dangerously “what did you just do?!”
“It is the way our people heal and cleanse each other, by entering the body as pure light, and burning away impurities, healing from the inside out with only the energy of our souls.” The man blinked at him and he had the strong inclination that the man had seen too many things in his short life to question such an act. “What took you so long?”
“My lifemate’s body contains another sort of contaminant other than the parasites, something her body has held since her early years. Something I can not remove until I am absolutely positive it will not harm her.”
The human male looked alarmed “what is it!?”
“A soul piece. Something....Dark, evil, has implanted a piece of itself inside her, here” he gently pushed her hair away and touched the ugly red scar on her forehead. The child shifted in her sleep, moaning and moving her head away from his warm palm. “It is the reason she has not healed of this and it is leeching her core as we speak."
The male looked horrified “Then remove it! What are you waiting for??!!!”
“It’s not that simple" he spoke “it has attached itself to her core. If I remove it wrong it may do something to her. I need to contact another who has had....experience with this before. There is also the fact that the enemy of YOUR people can do the exact same thing that the enemy of MY people.”
The other male closed his eyes, seemed to steal himself and sighed heavily. “All right” he said “do what you must if it will free Hari.” He opened his eyes and looked at him “What is your name?”
“Jarius Gryphon” he gave a short old-world bow from his position. The other male looked at him intently “WHAT are you? You called Hari a lifemate, I have NEVER heard of this before.”
“Yet you know about mates at all?”
The man shrugged “pure-blooded families have been known to contain creature blood SOMEWHERE in their line, so one of them somewhere finding their mate is not unusual. Hari’s father found his, just as his father did-so on. With those facts, it’s not unbelievable SHE would find and feel hers, you.”
“Pure-Bloods? What SORT of creature blood?”
The man looked at him sharply “I thought you would know, since you felt it too and knew what she was. Also you easily killed that....thing. Are you telling me you DON’T know about our people?!”
“I know SOME, not much. I know there are beings out there that bare a magical core and call themselves Wizards and Witches. I know they were once hunted by humans and went into hiding to escape persecution. While I do not know how many survived because our people and theirs long ago swore an oath to....ignore each other, I once save one such man from death.”
The other male frowned “and he never told you what was going on?”
“The oath was long lost to us as YOUR KIND ignored our existence and OUR KIND started to die out, those who knew long gone. I think I am the only one left who remembers. As for the one I saved, I only healed him and then ensured his safety while he recovered before I left.”
The male frowned, as if this sounded familiar somehow but instead decided to answer “humans think creatures like vampires, werewolves (he winced visibly), unicorns and dragons are fairy tails, but they are not. Instead they are kept safe in our world, protected from the humans who would hunt and kill them. In the past SOME creatures like vampires, Draconians, Veela, elves and shape-shifters have joined or bred into the Pure-blooded family lines. They see it as a sign of power in their family these days if one of their children shows signs of this blood. For instance, the Malfoy family are known for their Veela, not their power-that's diluted over the years, but their unusual bueaty. The Potter family being one of the founding magic family, had both elf AND shape-shifter, not to mention something else recently introduced but we were unable to identify. The Potter family is also related to ANOTHER pure-blood called the Blacks. THEY had Dark Elf, as did the Princes.” This brought up images of the black haired man-Sirius, and then the other ‘Uncle’ Severus.
So, both had this blood, while it was obvious in the uncle, not so much the other male friend of his lifemates father. Or should he also be seen as another uncle? The male DID say that these....Blacks were related to the Potters-her fathers side.
Calling along the mental path opened previously by the other Carpathian, he sent the other not just the information learned but what had happened. The other Carpathian was shocked by the idea of an entire society of magic-users their entire ancient race had no idea of existing, and that HE did. “Their society is hidden from anything else, even us. Any....humans learning of them are typically wiped of ALL such memories, any of their own kind revealing themselves are punished. This has been the way for a long time. If it came down to them being revealed to us, since they could not take our memories, I believe they would seek to try to destroy us.”
The other was horrified “they would start a war over such a thing?!”
“Yes, and our people are dying out enough as it is.”
The other voice understood. As a male of their race and so old the male was a protector of their people, meaning he KNEW this race was a potential threat, so by keeping them secret, he ensured that they didn’t encounter them-or go looking. The appearance of his lifemate changed things though, no longer about protecting ONLY his people, now it was about protecting HER and the one who saw himself-and she saw-as family.
A Carpathian’s lifemate was the most important thing to them, HER family was HIS family and even if the male wasn’t genetically related to her, what was important to her, was important to him. More than that, because of the two males not only did his lifemate escape an abusive situation, but they protected her for him and even-indirectly-brought her to him.
“I thank you for this information and will ensure that it is passed on to the prince and those needing to know. If you plan on using the cabin-for now I will inform the healer and he will be in contact with you to organize a time to examine your lifemate to see about removing the fragment. Until then, tend to your lifemate, cleanse and heal her guardian, get to know them better."
The other male withdrew and he blinked to find the other blinked at him “what were you doing?!”
“My people have a common mental path we can use to communicate. I was organizing for our healer to come examine my lifemate for the removal of the soul fragment.”
The other frowned “your people can talk to each other with your minds? You know Legilimency?”
“Legilimency?” He shook his head “there is no time. I must cleanse you of any trace of the Master Vampire then both of you must sleep, the dawn approaches. There is food here for you if you need.”
Before the other could protest he had left his body and entered his own, seeing any single trace of the vampire’s taint.
And found something that shocked him. The male didn’t need help. SOMETHING in him was attacking and viciously destroying the vampires parasites. As far as he knew, nothing outside lightening or energy could destroy them. What WAS the male? Was there more like him?
Looking at the males body systems, he was surprised. He was human-like his lifemate, but at the same time his body was enhanced, senses stronger, body built to be more resilient then normal. He studied the digestive and blood, finding the traces of the three liquids and examining them. He found herbs, plants, some he knew, others he didn’t but filled with a type of earth energy that seemed a mixture of nature and magic. Each set liquid was doing something different, one was balancing his systems, so the strain on his body from changing back was minimal. Another was healing his bones as they set back into place, the third was boosting his healing.
He knew the basic human form inside and out, as well as a Carpathians, but except for the fact this male was mostly human, he had no idea about his body, why he was enhanced and how his system worked as it did.
So he sought out his memories, seeking how someone went from human to-whatever he was. Was he the result of an experiment? He had learned his peoples enemies were experimenting, trying to find a way to end them, perhaps the first theory of him being an experiment was correct?
What he found in the males memories both promoted fury and horror in him, forcing him to regain his hold of his emotions before the loss of control forced him from the males body. But he DID find out what the male was.
A werewolf.
It was said that the Lycan race was responsible for the tales in human society about werewolves, but if the males memories were correct, that was incorrect. Werewolves as a supernatural race existed, mostly hidden in the magic users society. And MOST were working for the one they called The Dark Lord, along with the ones they called vampires.
He dug deeper, wanting to discover how this once plain ‘wizard’ became such a creature.
What he found was a child’s nightmare image of agony and terror, a father fighting for his child’s life against a creature attacking him. He forced down the fury, the boy was only four and the creature attacked and mauled the child for something his father said. The adult was barely able to save his son, but even after the healing, the damage was done. In order to protect their child from those who would hurt him for what wasn’t his fault, they were forced to travel from village to village, leaving whenever someone got suspicious of their son’s behavior.
While the parents were loving and tried to help their son, they were cruel in other ways. They told him he was different, that it was too dangerous for him to have friends. So not only was he lonely growing up, but they also tried to prevent going to the school where his kind learned who and what they were. By preventing him making friends, they deprived their son of all the necessary skills gained growing up about proper associations and behavior.
Then there was his wolf, it was wild, violent, rabid. It knew only pain and lashing out, and that was-in part-because of his parents.
The child’s wolf was young, nothing more than a cub, and cubs needed pack, needed their alpha’s, but the cub HAD NO alpha and when the parents were pack, it didn’t see them as such, simply because they were never THERE when the wolf came out. Instead they locked him up during the full moon and left a child, a cub, to suffer by itself. The boy LOVED his parents, but part of him was always separate from those around him, NO ONE could understand.
That was why it attacked when it came out. HUMANS locked it up, HUMANS tortured it, isolated it. It HATED humans.
That was until school. From the first day his two friends were DETERMINED to bring him out of his loneliness. They refused to be rejected, even AFTER finding out what he was and what had happened to him. In fact, after finding out about the fact they couldn’t be around him as humans during that time, one of them struck upon an idea. Something called an anigmus ability. This, he learned, meant one of their kind could discover their inner-animal, the animal their soul represent and learn how to call it forth, changing their form into that which it represented. This, however, was illegal, an ability they must register at their government.
Which they didn’t because they would learn about their friend being a werewolf.
So the two men, along with another friend called Peter, learned this ability, using it to stay with their friend of a full moon. Since the wolf didn’t register them as human, only animal, they could stay together, giving the male a sense of pack when he needed it and as the group stayed together both human and wolf soul was soothed by pack, the two males playing with the wolf on nights of the full moon, and apparently the change also protected them against the taint of the wolf that was infectious during those times.
He took note of the males shapes, the one called Black, an dog called a grim, an omen of death, nicknamed Padpoot.
The father of his lifemate an noble and powerful stag, nicknamed Prongs.
The other friend an rat, named Wormtail.
Himself, jokenly named Moony.
Something about the rat though got his attention. The wolf didn’t trust the man no matter the shape. He was shifty, cowardly with an air of something he could only describe as being untrustworthy. However the human part ignored this, desperate for friends.
What concerned him was the reaction of the old man had to the newly born daughter, his lifemate. He acted like an grandfatherly figure, but he could see the truth in his eyes, the obsession, he wanted her for some reason and he DID NOT like it.
He examined the mans wolf, comparing it to those in nature, or those of the lycan or them. It was surprisingly normal, except for the intelligence and the unbridled fury at humans for it’s isolation and imprisonment.
And it sensed him, he could feel it’s fury and blood-lust, even hear and feel it outside his spirit form bubbling up inside the form he inhabited. He reached out to it soothingly, giving a low gentle growl. At first it ROARED back but when he imitated the stern but soothing growl of an alpha, the wolf soul paused, confused. Here was an human male who sensed him AND knew about pack. The instinctual behavior of a wolf cub to pack was there, including relenting to its alpha. And he DEFINITELY had the power behind him to dominate the male and take place as alpha.
This wolf soul had never known pack bonds growing up, having been isolated before it could form them. It’s only example of it, the only thing near it he could experience was the other two males. Images, memories, times with the other two males in the form of a big black dog and the noble but strong red stag, playing like the cub he never got to be, bonding, only to loose one to death and the other to imprisonment. The wolf inside howled in pain at the lose of his only pack. It made it all the more protective of his lifemate, the only remains of it, and so, in it’s eyes, its cub. And like any wolf, cubs were the most important, they were the future of the pack and MUST be protected.
Outside the males body was a surprise reaction. In his spirit form he felt more than HEARD the little answering feminine whine, but he DEFINITELY felt and heard the males wolf reaction. He gave a soothing gentle growl back, the human inside him gently gathering the child closer to him, holding her close with all the love of both human uncle and protective wolf. How did his lifemate understand the wolf? How did she know how to react, and instinctively in her sleep?
When he thought it over it was a possibility of one of two reasons.
The first was since they had been travelling together for two years she had learned this behavior through interaction, two years meant about 24 months and if the stories about werewolves were true, that meant 24 times he changed. IF he saw her not as a human during those times but his pack, his cub, she would have learned how to act around him.
Second was the male had mentioned ‘creature inheritance’, where their line had bred with other breeds. He had mentioned her fathers line had had ‘Elf’ and ‘shape-shifter’, but he never elaborated on what SORT of shape-shifter. It could mean anything from a classification for a Lycan or Jaguar, to something that could become anything they wished. IF it meant Lycan, it meant her guardian was awake even this young, either reacting itself to sooth him, or was influencing her to soothe her protector since it was too young and not strong enough to protect it’s host.
Before he could continue his thoughts he became aware of the fact that the sun was starting to rise.
Confident that the male was now clear and keeping in mind the new information he had, he withdrew from the males body and back into his own, almost swooning with the drain and his weariness from the effort to heal and maintain his form. He nodded to him and spoke “I shall leave you now to feed and rest. This cabin is safe and in my peoples territory. It has everything you should need, food, beds, showers, excreta. Sleep, eat, recover and I shall see you both when the sun sets.”
The male nodded.
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