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Watching Sorrow	By : shatteredstar21 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 19332 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 9
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Chapter three

Ashsalt looked in wonder at the boy who was slightly smaller than him… he hadn’t believed that it was possible for something like this to happen in his lifetime. Chaos beasts were extremely rare; every magical being in the world owed their reverence and aid to one that crossed their paths. It was rare that a chaos beast chose to mingle with its magical brethren, and rarer still for it to ask for aid. A cb was amongst the most powerful creature in existence. As such it was nearly impossible to cause one any serious issues.

While he was waiting for the boy to look at him, he had a sudden, unnerving thought. “My Lord?” he quietly questioned. The boy looked at him. “?” “Have you considered the fact that you will be hungry after this?” Chaostri froze. “Shit!”

Lucius glanced over at the boy when he heard the exclamation, frowning in disapproval. Something about the worried expressions on the faces of the goblins surrounding the youth intrigued him, so he slowed his pace and kept to the shadows. He wanted to hear what was causing such difficulty and worry for this little group.

“Alright, we need to find a blood donor… on second thought we had better make it two. I don’t know what we can do about the lust, feeding that will be difficult… suggestions anyone?” Lucius was a bit surprised; this was a set of thought processes that he would never have expected to overhear. This child… no, perhaps this ‘being’ was more accurate, was going to need to feed sexual hungers? Blood hunger he might have expected, after all there were known cases of families binding those of vampiric descent, but there was little that suggested that the boy might be an incubus. Something started to niggle in the back of his mind, but he couldn’t quite think of what it was that was bothering him about all of this. Finally as he listened to them quibbling about the fact that the boy needed to feed on sex, and that not just anybody would do he grew tired of it, hell he’d volunteer if they would just get this over with!

Silence fell and Lucius realized that all the attention was on him. He was wondering why that was when they suddenly turned their gazes to the boy, who said “if you are sure that you would not mind then I would gladly accept your offer.” Lucius froze, realizing that his thought had been spoken out loud. Then he sighed at the boy and simply nodded. The goblins nodded respectfully to Lucius then turned their heads toward the boy again. “My lord, there is the matter of who you would have as the donors, you know that they will not survive, and that they must have some significance to you; the question is who do we fetch?” Chaostri was silent and then some inner struggle was resolved in his mind. “We should fetch petunia, Dudley and Vernon Dursley; though the two adults shall be needed for a small ritual beforehand. Also a squib on that street by the name of Arabella Figg should be obliviated of all that has transpired the last day or so.” The goblins nodded then another spoke up again. “My lord, there is the matter of your witness; there is a need for one to be found. Preferably a non-human, to balance the human you have already chosen.” The boy nodded and looked about. “Does anyone here know how to contact the Valar?” he asked. A goblin in the back paled and stepped forward. “I do my lord.” He all but whispered the words; Lucius wondered who these Valar were to cause such fear in the warlike goblins. Chaostri smiled understandingly at him; “please contact them and tell them that the fallen chaos summons a witness to stand for him.” The goblins; to Lucius’ confusion, looked at the boy in deepest respect, they were looking at the boy like he was a god. An hour later, a being that shone with light walked through the door and bowed to the small boy, who smiled at her warmly. “Faelwen, my old friend; thank you for joining me in this realm for my awakening. I know what must be done for this will make you uncomfortable, is there anything that I can do to make this easier for you?” the woman looked at Chaostri gravely and spoke to him in a language that was beautiful to the ears; and complete gibberish to Lucius. The boy nodded solemnly and replied in English; “I have kept my promise, the only ones who will be drained will be the humans who wronged me.” An agreement was obviously formed between their eyes, and they turned to the goblins. “Well, shall we get started?” the boy rushed. The goblins just smiled at him and nodded.

Four hours later, Lucius lay in the bed the goblins had provided him and Chaostri. He felt exhausted; when the spell had broken from the boy- no, he corrected himself; man, he had gone straight for the humans and drained them of their blood in a frenzy; though he had still somehow managed to do so in a respectful manner. When the last of them had been drained he had started glowing and then his form had started to change. The tiny boy had grown into a gorgeous young man; he was 5’4”, his eyes glowed green in his golden face, and his scars glowed a silver that was eye catching; his lips were a petal pink rarely seen upon humans. His ears grew to be pointed like the light woman who had stood for him. His hair grew rapidly until it was at the small of his back and it was shiny, it seemed to both swallow and reflect the light. He was beautiful. Then he had looked at the goblins and they had hurried Lucius and Chaostri into the chamber that they were currently lying in. The rest of the night was a blur for Lucius, though he knew that the pleasure had been great, he had discovered that Chaostri apparently had no gag-reflex; Lucius was still grinning at this memory as he was sucked into oblivion.

Harry watched with amusement as Lucius fell asleep with a grin on his face. He felt far clearer now that he had fed, and though he was tired, he knew that the goblins were waiting on him. He mused on the strange nature of chaos beasts; they needed blood and sex when they opened new powers, but only the first time they do so, however after that they can use sex and blood as a fuel source; it was helpful in climates where normal food was scarce. He quickly got out of the bed and summoned from his chest his chaos robe. Donning it he left the chamber and went to speak to the goblins.

“Ashsalt, Griphook, I need to speak to Ragnarok, I need to start working on alliances with the vampires and the werewolves, I also need to get into contact with the Veela and the centaurs. Also, do you know any house-elves seeking masters?” he said all of this without taking a breath, and the goblins found themselves amused. Griphook was the one that answered. “Milord, before we speak with them we need you to see how many symbiotes you will have.” Harry paused and then smiled softly, “I had forgotten that I would have the option.” He looked at them “I will not take the test.” The goblins looked horrified but before they could say anything he continued. “Take me to the saving field, I will allow my magic to call those that will be mine.” The goblins looked at each other and Ashsalt nodded. The three made quick time to the saving field. Long ago, magical creatures that were going extinct saw that they were losing their channels into magic, which was what was causing their decline, they formed a council and came to an agreement; they took the last of their eggs and approached the goblins. Their offspring needed a host, in return for the use of the magic of the host, they would offer their loyalty. The goblins agreed to become the holders of the saving ground… not one human in the fifteen thousand years since then had been chosen as a symbiote.

Harry looked out upon the field of eggs, they were as far as he could see; he had not been able to have this chance last time around. Dumbledore had destroyed the field when he had realized that Harry had escaped his clutches. Now as he looked across the field, he smiled softly. Somehow his instincts were telling him what to do; he took a deep breath and allowed his magic to grow about him. As he gathered it he was unaware that he glowed; surrounded by an emerald green sphere the color of his eyes, surrounded in a silver net that made him appear as some human caught in a giant’s jewelry. Finally reaching what he felt to be enough power, he released it across the entirety of the field, and around him eggs began to glow, and then to float around him. There were five. The goblins were shocked; the eggs chose their masters for both power and personality; they had to in order to survive, for this one being to have the power to support five eggs was something never seen before. The goblins had watched vampires and Veela gloat over the power to house just one… this was amazing.
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