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Losing Faith, Reclaming Hope	By : megami580 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 10154 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Fic Title: Loss of Faith, Reclaiming Hope
Disclaim...Er: Harry Potter and its characters belong to JK Rowling and not me. I own nothing, except Sera.
Genre: Slash, Romance, bit of angst
Pairings: V(TM)/HP, DM/OC
Warnings: AU, OOC, OC.There will be slash eventually if you don�t like don�t read, you have been warned; also HBP non-compliant.
Chapter 5: Birthday Revelations
Voldemort sat in his study his head still throbbing lightly from the backlash of curse bond breaking. It had been a couple of hours since he had sent Severus to find out what had happened. A gentle tapping at the window shook him from his thoughts, glancing up he saw the snowy owl trying to get in the room. With a casual wave of his hand the window opened and the owl flew in and landed on the desk in front of him. He blinked as the owl stuck its leg at him; he cautiously took the letter.
Hedwig stared at the man in front of her. She cocked her head to the side and studied him; for some reason she liked him better than the old man that smelled like nasty lemons. With a last glance she launched herself to the perch in the corner of the room and started to preen her feathers.
The letter was forgotten momentarily as he watched the antics of the owl in front of him. He had gotten the strange feeling that she was sizing him up and somehow for whatever reasons, accepted him. Shaking his head at the crazy animal he picked up the letter and studied it before casting the spells to check for anything that might be unseemly in the letter. Proving harmless he opened the letter.
To My Lord,
After checking in with the Bumbling fool and to my surprise the old man is unaware of anything that may have happened to Potter. I went to where the boy resides over the summer and it is to my pleasure to tell you that Harry Potter is undeniably dead. It seems that Potter�s relatives were a little too brutal and wound up beating him within an inch of his life. Due to complications he later died from the blood loss and such. Revolting muggles, as much as I detested Potter, even he did not deserve a death such as this.
In the midst of all of this it seems that I have stumbled on another player that may be of use to you. He requests to meet you my Lord, if you will, to discuss an alliance of sorts. There is a power in him that I sense that would be advantageous to our side; because of this said person I am unable to divulge anything else at the time and will be delayed for a couple of days. The owl will wait for your reply.
Yours Faithfully,
SS
He stared at the letter that simply confirmed what he had already felt, Potter was dead. After all these years his adversary was gone, funny how it seemed so anti-climactic in retrospect. Done in by those that were supposed to take care of him, how unfitting. The idea of a possible ally was intriguing; they had to have some talent to be able to catch the interest of Severus. He quickly penned off a reply. He walked over to the snowy owl and attached the letter to her leg and sent her in her way. Things seemed to looking up and Voldemort was looking forward in meeting this possible ally.
The next two days went by pleasantly, Aeryn and Severus found that they did indeed enjoy each other�s company. Severus was able to gain an understanding of the life Harry Potter had lived and was truly remorseful for his harsh treatment of the boy.
�So you�re telling me you had no idea of the Wizarding World until Hagrid came for you?�
�None at all, I wasn�t allowed any of my books or my so called freaky belongings until the train ride. That�s why I was so ignorant in not only your class, but the rest of them as well.� Aeryn said ruefully. �You know I have only admitted this to the old man, but I was originally supposed to be in Slytherin.� He watched as the older man�s eyes widen in surprise.
�You mean to tell me that you were supposed to be in my House. Then why in Merlin�s name are you in Gryffindor? Then at least then you�d have one redeeming quality,� his surprise turned into a smirk
�Its simple really, due to my ignorance added to meeting Draco Malfoy, turned me against the House itself. I know better now that Dark doesn�t necessarily equal Evil,� he shrugged.
Severus was interrupted in making a response when Hedwig flew into the room and perched onto Aeryn�s arm. He took the letter thanking his owl; she affectionately nibbled his finger before going back to her perch. Aeryn looked at the letter dubiously and handed it over to Severus.
�So that was a fast response, I�m sure good ole Tom was pleased with news in the letter we sent him,� Aeryn said dryly.
Not commenting Severus broke the seal to the letter and skimmed through its contents. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly at a comment the Dark Lord had made. Finishing the letter he looked up to see green eyes watching him with interest.
�I take it the letter was enlightening.�
�Indeed it was. Here just read it for yourself.� Severus handed the letter over to the boy.
Severus,
I am of two minds about the first part of your letter, for so long I have wanted the end of the boy. His demise seems so anticlimactic and horrible at the same time. This goes to show that Albus isn�t omnipotent as he likes to think he is. It seems like such a waste, I wonder if I should have tried harder in luring him over to our side. Ah well.
To the second part do what you can to woo them over, do try to bring them on the First of August when I call for you.
Lord Voldemort
Aeryn blinked and stared at the letter, a cough broke him out his daze.
�This is the Dark Lord right, I mean I never expected him to compose a letter quite like this. I mean not that I really think about it, but it seems like he almost cares in some twisted way.� Aeryn looked confused, it�s not like everyday your view of a person is drastically changed. Perhaps it was just more lies the old man had told him.
�He is different he seems a little mellow since his rebirth, of course his brain may be addled from the snapping of the curse-bond.�
Aeryn just gaped at the man; he closed his mouth quickly when Severus raised an eyebrow at him. So he did what anyone would do, he changed the subject.
�So Sev I know we declared a truce and all, but I had no idea you liked me enough to woo me,� he said coquettishly.
Snape�s face turned red and he sputtered before realizing the boy was only teasing him for earlier.
�Trust me, you are hardly my type.� He said with a slight sneer, but there was no bite to it and there was amusement in his eyes.
�Oh no, now my heart is broken,� he sank down on the bed and burst out in laughter.
�Brat,� he muttered.
�I hope I�m not interrupting anything,� Sera said from the doorway. Both men shook their head as she continued in the room. �I need to talk to you about what may happen tomorrow; you will most likely come into your angelic and demon abilities. Among them are wings I won�t lie to you, but it will be very painful the first time they emerge. To make it easier you should leave off wearing a shirt to bed tonight. The rest will have to be assessed when it�s all over. The second thing is as the first born son you were in line for the throne, but unfortunately there are rules. No one of human blood may rule the Divine Realm. I�m truly sorry brother.�
�You have nothing to be sorry about this whole mess isn�t your fault. Besides I wouldn�t know the first thing about ruling an entire realm. That would have been something I would have been raised up as if I hadn�t been taken, right.� Aeryn was a little upset, not because he wouldn�t be king, but because he never got the chance to be with his family.
�Yes, as it is our younger brother is the Crown Prince we�ll get in to family history later,� she commented.
After going over a few other things, Sera with the help of Snape warded the bedroom to prevent any magical leakage that might alert anyone. The three of them headed down to the kitchen and prepared a light dinner. It was fortunate for them that the Dursley�s were still under the sleeping charm and so they remained undisturbed. With dinner finished Sera sent her brother off to bed telling him that they had a long day ahead of them and he would need his sleep.
Pain was what Aeryn woke to the next morning excruciating pain. It burned through his body radiating from his back and chest outward. It was as if whatever impurities in his body and blood were being eradicated. The flesh on his back started to split and tear where his wings were trying to burst through, blood slowly seeped out and ran down his back. Biting his lip to keep from screaming, he managed to fall unceremoniously to the floor. He lay on the floor convulsing; unable to keep silent any longer he let a scream of pain. Snape and his sister had come in the room shortly after the transformation process started. Sera was talking him through the process telling him that it was almost over he barely registered her voice through the red haze of pain.
His back arched one final time and his wings burst through scattering blood throughout the room. At the same time his fingers grew into claws and a golden brown and inky black mist surrounded him, shortly followed by a greenish blue mist. All three mists swirled around him, they began glow and they grew thicker until completely obscured the figure within. Their light grew to the point where both Sera and Snape had to shield their eyes. In a blinding flash the misty glow merged into Aeryn�s body. He slumped to the floor, his magical core reweaving itself to integrate the new abilities. As he lay there, Sera quickly spelled him clean of blood while Snape administered a healing, and energy potion to the exhausted boy.
Aeryn lay there on the floor as the potions worked on his body. When he felt he had enough energy he shakily climbed back up to the bed, he collapsed there as he examined his clawed fingers.
�You didn�t tell me about these,� he wiggled his fingers at Sera.
�That was something that I hadn�t anticipated, it seems that your demon blood is stronger than your angelic blood. You should check out your wings they�re absolutely stunning.� She conjured up a large mirror and held it up to him.
Aeryn scooted to the edge of the bed and stared at his wings in the mirror, they were gorgeous. Clumsily he shook them out he figured they were about two and a half meters long (about 8�ft). The room was too small to be able to spread them to their full wingspan which was five meters (16�ft). His wings were ebony, but the surprising thing was that the ebony gradually blended into silver so the last few rows of feathers on each wing were pure luminescent silver. His hair had also grown with the transformation; it fell in soft waves down his back.
�Do the colors mean anything?� He pulled at a silver feather it detached easily. Upon closer inspection the feather was indeed metal. After experimenting with it he realized he could, with a thought make it as soft or as hard as he willed it. In fact any feather that had even a trace of silver in it he could change the density in them depending on how much silver was in them, the ebony feathers however, remained the same.
�You managed to figure out the metal properties of your wings, which make them an excellent weapon if you need both offense and defense. The ebony color reflects your power for males, the darker your wings are the deeper your reservoir of magic will be.� She explained. �Were you able to see any of the colors of the mist that engulfed you?�
Aeryn blinked at her trying to recall the colors he had seen.
�I think there was a golden brown, black and greenish blue mist.�
�Good I�ll start with the golden brown, it relates to Terramancy, you have control over earth. Its because of it you are able to change the density of the silver in your feathers. Next the black, you now have access to Chaos Magic you�ll be able to shape reality to an extent using sigils, seals, and runes. As you learn and grow stronger you�ll be able to do it with will alone. Finally the greenish blue or celadon(1), now this one is actually two abilities. First one is Hydromancy, and it seems that your stronger in this than the Terramancy, if that�s so then you might be able to Wavewalk. Basically traveling through water, like teleportation. The second is the art of Reiki, the ability to use your own energy to heal. It seems that is tied into your earth ability, you can utilize the energy of the earth instead of your own.� She didn�t go into too much more detail about his new abilities saying that they would get more in depth with them when they started training.
�So, I guess we should get started on making the simulacrum, what is it that I need to do?� Aeryn got up from the bed carefully as to not jar his still sore body. He finally noticed that Severus had set up a cauldron on his desk and was busy stirring.
�I guess I should have figured that we would need some type of potion for this,� he walked over to Snape and peered into the cauldron. The thick liquid was bubbling gently and was light beige.
�Yes and it�s a good thing that we don�t have to rely on your potion skills, otherwise it would be pointless.� Snape sneered, but his words didn�t have their usual malice.
�If my skills are lacking then maybe you should say something to my professor,� Aeryn grinned up at Snape.
Snape hummed uncommittedly he knew that he hadn�t been decent towards the boy in the past, not that he was going to admit it out loud. Sighing inwardly he returned his attention to the potion, pulling out a knife he handed it to Aeryn.
�I need you to add ten drops of blood to this as I stir in a figure eight pattern.� He gripped the rod lightly as he waited.
Aeryn deftly cut the palm of his hand and squeezed ten drops into the cauldron. The beige potion changed to a deep sapphire color with the last drop. He went to bandage his hand only to find that the wound was already healing. Startled he glanced over at Sera to see if she noticed. She just grinned at him, so he shrugged it off for the moment.
�I also require three hairs with the root still attached, go ahead and drop them in when you have them,� Snape instructed.
Carefully plucking the hair he deposited them in and watched as they melted into the potion with a hiss. The simmering liquid turned dark amber and the smoke it was emitting was curling into perfect spirals. Snape extinguished the flame and set the cauldron to cool.
�The potion needs to cool for seven minutes, so you can help me over here.� Sera pulled him over the bed. On the bed there was a large lump of clay that she was forming into a vague shape of a man. �I need you to pull one of your silver feathers and focus your magic on it, while concentrating on the old image of you.� She explained to him to concentrate on his core so that he could imbue a limited amount of magic into the object.
He pulled the necessary feather, holding in the palm of his hands he closed his eyes and mentally reached for his magic. He willed a tendril to the feather, all the while keeping the image of Harry Potter in his mind. Opening his eyes he saw the feather was glowing softly. By the time he finished the clay figure was done also, it looked like a store mannequin.
�Go ahead and lay the feather on the chest, and then you need to slowly pour the potion in the mouth. Finally when you�re done you need to touch your hand to the feather and say Infigo.� She finished the instructions and moved off to the side of the room.
Aeryn accepted the goblet from Snape and opened the mouth and poured the potion in, the potion seeped into the figure. Finishing he set the goblet down and touched his hand to the feather.
�Infigo,� he intoned.
The feather glowed brightly and then sank into the clay figure. The whole body began to glow, hair sprouted out of the head and the faceless features gradually morphed into Harry. The body shrunk a bit and chest started to move as the simulacrum began to breath. There on the bed lay a perfect copy of the old Harry, right down to the familiar lighting bolt scar. Eyes opened and Harry sat up gazing at the room�s occupants.
�Do you know your objectives Harry?� Sera asked the simulacrum.
�Yes, you need me to stay here as cover so that Aeryn can leave without raising any suspicions.� He nodded his head towards Aeryn reaching for the glassed that were held out for him.
�Excellent, is there anything you need explaining,� she asked as he put the glasses on.
�No, I have retained every memory right up to my making.� He cocked his head to the side and touched his chest and closed his eyes. Smiling he reopened his eyes and smirked at the group. �Seems that there�s more latent energy in the feather you imbued me with, I shall last a lot longer before you need to recharge me.�
�What?� Sera exclaimed startled. �Just how long do you think that is?�
�Hmmm, if I don�t have to do any magic and barring any accidents then I�ll last about three months. Everyday spell castings and a few minor injuries maybe about a month and a half, all out battles and anything close to fatal and it�ll be less than a month before I start to shut down.� He shrugged, sharing a look with Aeryn.
�Don�t think too much about it sis this sorta thing is always happening to me, at least this time it�s a good thing.� Aeryn was starting wear down, the day had been exhausting and all he wanted to do was eat and then sleep.
Sera narrowed her gaze at her brother she noticed the fatigue there and then realized that they hadn�t eaten all day. Summoning the tray of food that had been left warming she handed plates of food to both Aeryn and Severus, before tucking in herself.
It didn�t take too long for the group to finish eating; banishing the dishes they went ahead and got ready to turn for the night. Snape went ahead downstairs to sleep on the couch. Harry not needing to sleep slipped quietly to the kitchen to read.
Aeryn finally managing to retract his wings and claws flopped down on his bed, thinking about tomorrow and the plans they needed to finalize.
�Sleep Aeryn, we�ll work everything out in the morning.� She kissed his forehead and then settled into the conjured bed across from him. It didn�t take too long for both of them to fall asleep.
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AN: Sorry this took so long to get updated, hope you enjoyed another chapter.
(1) Celadon is a pale sea-green color
Infigo: is Latin for imprint
The concepts of Terramancy and Hydromancy came from here: http//www. lyrantalpress. com / almanac/ tos. asp
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