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Adalet	By : angeljin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 53793 -:- Recommendations : 7 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Adalet Angel Jin Rated: M

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Summary: Harry finds out that he’s been lied to his whole life by Dumbledore but thanks to a correctly brewed heritage potion he finally learns the truth.

Warnings: Albus Dumbledore, Lily Evans, Hermione Granger, Molly Weasley, Ron Dumbledore, and Ginny Weasley bashing. Yaoi and mpreg. Takes place after the end of seventh year.

Parings: Harry Potter/Fenrir Greyback, Remus Lupin/James Potter/Severus Snape, Lucius Malfoy/Sirius Black, Fred Dumbledore/Draco Malfoy/George Dumbledore, Bill Weasley/Charlie Dumbledore, Neville Longbottom/Blaise Zabini, Rodolphus Lestrange/ Voldemort/Rabastan Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange/Tom Riddle/Rabastan Lestrange

Adalet: Vampire/Werewolf/human hybrid. Bold italic – werewolf thoughts. Normal italic – human/wizard/witch thoughts. Italic underline – vampire thoughts. Bold underline – speaking in Parseltongue. Bold - spells. Normal underline – orders given to someone under the Imperius curse.

Fenrir is a born werewolf meaning he's been wolfing out since he was five so Remus would have been eight the first time Fenrir changed. Because it was his first time changing Fenrir didn't have a whole lot of control and bit Remus thus turning him into a werewolf.

I’m going to make Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange twins. They are going to be 38. Yes, Voldemort and Tom Riddle are two different people. Voldemort has only a piece of his soul whereas Tom Riddle has his whole soul.

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Adalet Chapter Six: Dumbles

“I think I’m going to go throw up now; if you’ll excuse me.” And with that Neville turned to leave and had just grabbed the door handle when he stopped and turned around and asked, “Once I leave this room will I be able to come back in or should I just head back to the dorm?”

“If you’re loyal to Harry then you’ll be able to come back in; if not you’ll be zapped. By the way, the closest bathroom is to the left and down at the end of the corridor. You might want to go in your snake form and keep to the shadows.” Fred, at least Neville thought it was Fred, said after he shared a look with his twin.

With a smirk worthy of a Slytherin George then added, “Oh, and if you happen to see a certain blond haired Snake Prince be sure to give him a scare for us. Maybe you could even bite his . . .”

Harry slapped a hand over George’s mouth and said, “Shut up. Neville don’t listen to him, even though they no longer go to school here George still likes to cause trouble. Do not, under any circumstance, bite anyone. And never, I mean never, bite Draco; he’s my cousin; well, sort of.”

Three heads turned as one to face Harry. Their jaws hung open in shock before Fred shook his head and asked, “Um Harry, do you want to explain that last part to us?”

“What, you think that you two are the only ones that have a fucked up family? It turns out that Lily Evans isn’t my mum and James Potter isn’t my dad. James is my mum and Remus and Snape are my dads. I wouldn’t even have found out if it hadn’t been for the heritage potion we brewed in potions class. Then I found out that Lucius and Sirius were married and Draco’s their son. So because Sirius is my godfather Draco’s basically my cousin.”

“Well okay then. So Neville, do you still have to throw up?” Fred asked as they all tried to take in all the information that has come into light. Could Dumbledore have messed with Harry’s family like he had the Weasley’s? How many people, how many families had he messed up?

“Nope, I don’t need to throw up any more.” Neville said as he walked back over to the group a smile forming on his face. However, as he got to them Neville’s smile faded as a thought over took his mind. “Hey guys, do you think that Dumbledore could have done something to me?”

The four of them look at each other for a few seconds before George asked, “Guys, doesn’t it take a lot of power to become an animagus? I mean, come on, Neville’s not exactly known for having all that much magical strength. No offence Neville; it’s just that you shouldn’t be able to transform.”

“I think I might know a way to find out. We should go see my father, dad, um Snape; we should go see Snape. I really need to figure out what to call Snape and Remus.” Harry said with a frown.

“Um Harry, just because Professor Snape is your dad but I’m still one of his most hated students. Why would he help me?”

“Okay Neville , let me put it this way, Dumbledore or whomever the evil three’s ‘Master’ is didn’t want my potion to turn out right; which means that they know who I really am. Which means that they most likely helped Lily confuse my dad, err mum, I mean . . . James; I’m just going to call them by their first names for now. Okay then; their ‘Master’ most likely helped Lily confuse James into marrying her and passing me off as Lily and James’ son. If their ‘Master’ really is Dumblefuck that means that he knows who I am and hid it from Severus. Okay, it’s weird calling Snape by his first name. Will you please stop laughing about me calling him Dumblefuck? Guys . . . Can the three of you even still breath?”

It took a good five minutes for them to calm done enough for Harry to continue what he had been saying. “As I was saying, if Dumbledore is their ‘Master’ that means that he knows who I am and hid it from Severus. Now knowing all that, do you really think that Severus would want to help Dumbledore at all? And undoing something that Dumbles did would be the opposite of helping, so Severus should want to help. Or something along those lines; and I think that we should call Dumbledore Dumbles from now on, Dumbledore is far too long.” Harry said with such conviction that the others knew they wouldn’t be able to convince him otherwise.

It was with a smile that one would usually save for a child that Neville said, “Okay Harry, from this moment on he’ll be known as Dumbles. And, as much as I hate to say it, I agree with what you said about Dumbles and Snape. What about you two?”

The twins turned as one to face each other and had a silent conversation with their eyes before they turned back to face the other two boys and together said, “Yes, we think that we should all go to see Snape.” With that said the twins and Neville turned to Harry with looks that clearly said, “You lead the way.” So with a sigh Harry turned on his heel, walked across the room, opened the door, and stepped out into the corridor with the other three trailing behind him.

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“Um Severus, are you going to say anything?” Remus was starting to get worried. Severus hadn’t moved from the spot where he had knelt earlier. It seemed that one sentence could immobilize Severus better than even the best Petrificus.

Severus didn’t know what to say; hell he didn’t even know what to think. He had just found out that Potter, no, Harry is his son and now he finds out that Remus is pregnant.

Remus is pregnant.

Remus. Pregnant.

Remus.

Is.

Pregnant.

Severus’s eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fell backwards in a dead faint.

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He would be hers. She was going to make sure of that. First she would have to get rid of her competition. How her Lord could be even remotely attracted to that greasy, crooked nosed, all around unattractive thing, she would never know.

And now her Lord was keeping secrets from her. It was all Snape’s fault, she was sure of it. He would have to go. She would have to kill him. But her Lord could never know that it was her killed him. She would have to frame it one an Auror or an Order of the Phoenix member. Maybe she should frame that wolf, Lupin.

Once she was rid of Snape, all she has do is seduce her Lord. If it wasn’t for Snape she would have given her Lord an heir by now. He must have slipped him a potion or something. He is far too ugly for anyone to be attracted to him. If only she knew what that potion was. She suddenly knew what she had to do.

She would brew a potion that, when taken, would destroy any and all potion and spells that had been used on a person. And when she brewed that potion she would also brew a fertility potion so as to insure that she became pregnant right away. Once she was pregnant her Lord would make her his wife. What did she care that she was already married to Rodolphus. He had always been a little too close to his brother for her liking.

With her plan in mind Bellatrix set off to start making the two potions she would need. If she had waited for just a moment longer, she would have been shocked to see her Lord stumble backwards into the room mid kiss with her husband, while her brother-in-law had his mouth latched onto her Lords neck.

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There was something that not many knew of anymore. In this new and modern time so many had forgotten things that were once known by all; there are so many new taboos. In the old times everyone knew that you were born with only half a soul. That half would pull you to your soul mate by calling to its other half. In some cases you could be born with less than half a soul. In the event that you had to soul mates, you would only have a third of a soul. In the case of most twins, one person would have half a soul while the twins would each have a fourth of a soul. Together the three would make one soul. But these days almost no one seemed to care about soul mates. They had become little more than a myth, a bedtime story that mothers would tell their babies.

Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange were two of the few that were taught the old ways. They had known from the moment that they were born that they were soul mates; they just needed to find their other soul mate. They found their other soul mate when they were sixteen. Their father had taken them along with him to a Death Eater meeting. The second they walked into the room they felt the pull. They looked to where the bond they shared wanted them to go. They looked and saw the most beautiful man they had ever laid eyes on.

He was tall, handsome, with pale skin, jet black hair, and dark blue eyes. He was Tom Riddle. He was their fathers Lord and would be their Lord when they were of age and graduated. He was also their soul mate.

They could tell that he felt the pull too. The way that he starred at them like they were prime pieces of meat and he was a starving man. It was only after they had starred at him for a few minutes that they noticed the red ring around his irises. He was a vampire.

And just like that they longed to feel him sink his fangs into their necks. To feel the rush of pleasure that would come from being marked by not only a vampire, but also a soul mate. To feel their souls combine together into one.

When the meeting was over Tom, as he wouldn’t be known as Voldemort for another year, told their father to leave them with him for a week or two so that he could better explain what he wanted to accomplish. Their father hadn’t liked the thought of leaving them there but had done as his Lord wanted.

They had stayed there for two weeks; and not once had any of them left Tom’s bedroom, let alone his bed.

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Pansy let out an annoyed huff. She’d spent the last three hours researching love and lust potion and had yet to find anything of use. How was she supposed to get Draco to marry her if she couldn’t find what she needed?

‘Why do I want to marry him so badly? Do I really want to be married now? No, I don’t; I want to go traveling after I graduate. I don’t want to get married. And I most definitely do not want to marry Draco!’

“You will marry Draco Malfoy. It’s the only thing you want to do with your life. You want to be the next Mrs. Malfoy. If you can’t have him then no one can. If you can’t have him, you will kill him.”

‘No! I don’t want to marry him; and I will never kill him! You can’t make me!’

“You will do as you are told. You will marry Draco Malfoy.”

‘No, I don’t want to.’

“Yes you will!”

Suddenly Pansy felt lightheaded followed by a renewed feeling of a wonderful release from any sense of responsibility and worry. “You will marry Draco Malfoy at any cost, and if you can’t have him you will kill him.”

‘Yes, I do think that I’ll do just that.’

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The boy beneath him gave a soft moan that ended in a sigh. His round face was flushed in pleasure and arousal. Blaise moved one hand from his lover’s waist so that he could tweak one of his lover’s nipples which pulled a groan from his sweet boy. He moved slowly, they weren’t in a hurry. This wasn’t just sex, it wasn’t just about release. This was about love. He loved this sweet, clumsy, bucked tooth, loveably adorable boy. When they came, they came together with the other’s name on their lips.

Blaise jerked awake with a start. This was getting old. This was the, actually, he had lost count of how many times he had dreamed of his sweet little Gryffindor. The first time he had dreamed of him, Blaise had thought that he was going crazy. It had all started in Third Year, but back then the dreams were only about sex. Now he was completely head over heels in love with Neville Longbottom of all people.

What the hell was he going to do?

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They had both just gotten dressed when Molly asked, “Master, when will I finally be able to leave Arthur and so that we can be married?”

She always asked this question and he was growing very tired of it. He was never going to be with her. Sure, he would sleep with her; but he would never marry her. He could hardly wait until the time was right for him to kill her. She really was too old for his taste anyway. It was with a sigh that Dumbledore brought a saddened expression to his face and replied, “Molly, my sweet, I’ve answered this before. We have to wait until after Harry kills Voldemort and marries Ginny. Only then can our love be.”

Molly sighed in disappointment; she really should stop asking that question. Her eyes filled with tears against her will, and before she could stop it, one ran down her cheek. With a gentle hand Dumbledore wiped it away. He cupped her cheek and brought her face closer to his before he lovingly placed a kiss on her lips. “I know that it’s hard, my sweet, but it’s necessary. If you were to leave before Harry is married to Ginny, Arthur would get everything that you own. And more importantly, he would learn the truth of our children. We can’t let that happen, now can we, my sweet?”

Giving another sigh Molly answered, “Of course not. Master, who is Charlie’s mother? You never told me before.”

Why must she ask sure questions today? She must never learn the truth of Charlie’s birth. He wasn’t prepared for this question. Thinking quickly he respond, “I don’t know. He was left on my doorstep. At first I was unsure as to what I should do with him. Then I remembered that you were going to have a child very soon. So I brought him to you just as you birthed that stillborn son of Arthur’s. At that time I had never been happier, nor had I ever been so proud of you. As soon as I saw the thing I knew how much you loved me. You had taken the potion. You had given me your child’s life force and magic. I also realized that it would be perfect if you took Charlie in. Arthur would be happy and never know the difference. You would have a baby that wasn’t Arthur’s. And in four short years you would give me my first child; then in the four years after that you gave me three more children. I only wish that you hadn’t had to give Arthur another child. I truly wish that Ginny was mine as well.”

When Molly smiled at him he knew she was happy for now. ‘I’m really quiet happy that my dear Ginny is not my child. If she was I would not be able to take her; I do so love taking her supple, youthful, body. She fits my taste just fine; and she’s always so willing. I think I’ll call her back up here after her mother leaves.’

That’s when Dumbledore felt hands opening his robes before Molly grasped him in her hand and pumped him to hardness. As she lowered her head Dumbledore let out a sigh, which she took as encouragement to keep going.

‘I guess I’ll have to wait a bit longer before calling Ginny back. Oh, I do wish Molly was better as this. I would think she’d have learned something by now.’

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Severus slowly came to and realized that he was no longer in the bathroom; he was in his bed. Remus had better not have carried him; werewolf strength or not, it wasn’t good for pregnant males to lift more than ten pounds at most. He sat up with a scowl only to see Remus sitting on the chair across the room. With a soft laugh and a small smile Remus said, “Wipe that scowl off your face. I didn’t carry you in here; I levitated you.”

Severus gave a relieved sigh before a huge grin overtook his face. “You’re really pregnant? We’re going to have to baby? This has to be one of the best days of my life. Harry is our son, you’re pregnant, and James didn’t willing leave us.”

“I know how you feel, trust me. I just wish that James was here. And Sirius; he would have been so happy for us.” The two men were silent for a few moments until Remus sniffed and with a small shake of his head said, “That’s enough unhappiness for now. We have Harry and we’re going to have a baby. Oh! I just realized that we’re going to have to tell Harry about the baby. What if he doesn’t want a sibling, especially one that will be so much younger than he is? What if he thinks the baby means that we don’t want him? What if he resents us having a baby? What if he resents us because we’re having a baby without James? I don’t want Harry to resent us or think that we don’t want him!”

Remus was starting to hyperventilate which was not good for the baby. Severus was racking his brain trying to remember how to calm someone that’s hyperventilating down when there was a knock on the door. They both froze.

“Tempus.”

The numbers floating at the tip of Remus’s wand said that it was three in the morning. Who would come to Severus’s personal chambers at three in the morning? Severus started for his door and heard Remus follow him and end his time spell. Severus reached his door and opened it to revile Harry, Longbottom, and the Weasley twins.

“Potter, Longbottom, what are the two of you doing here; and why are you both out of bed at three in the morning? Messrs Weasley, why are you at Hogwarts at three in the morning?” Severus asked with a sneer not knowing that Harry had told the other three about him being one of Harry’s parents.

Harry gave a small nervous smile as he looked up into Severus’s eyes and in a shy voice answered, “I think we should talk about this inside. And you don’t have to be mean to me; they know who and what you are to me.”

For the second time Severus was shocked; Harry had told his friends that they were father and son. Seeing that his lover was in shock, Remus stepped around him and told the four teens to come in. “Just ignore Severus; I think he’s in shock. Please come in, have a seat. Do any of you want a snack or something to drink?”

“Do you have anything stronger than Firewhiskey?”

The fact that it was Neville that asked not only got Remus’s attention but it also snapped Severus out of his stupor. They could both tell that whatever the four teens had to tell them was going to be bad. Trying to gauge how strong their drinks should be Severus asked, “Can you tell us what this talk is going to be about?”

Heaving a big sigh, Harry took a moment to close his eyes and take a calming breath before opening his eyes and gave a one word reply, “Dumbledore.”

“Fuck. I’m pretty sure that I’ve got some hundred and ninety proof Everclear. We’ll have to add it to tea or something, but it should help get us through this conversation.” With that said Severus walked into his little kitchenette to look for the Everclear bottle. While Severus was doing that Remus was getting the tea started.

The tea finished just as Severus found the alcohol. Walking back into the living room the two adults were just in time to hear Neville ask Harry, “Hey, what happened to only calling him Dumbles from now on?”

The question made Harry laugh even as he answered, “Yes, well Remus and Severus don’t know about that rule yet; do they? So I have to call him Dumbledore until I tell them about the new rule.”

It was a laughing Severus that spoke up to let them know that they were back in the room and could hear everything the teens had been saying. “So he’s Dumbles now? Okay.”

Remus walked over to the couch and set the tea tray down onto the coffee table and started to place cups in front of where they would all be sitting. Severus followed behind him adding Everclear to all but Remus’s cup. When Harry saw that Severus didn’t give any alcohol to Remus he said, “Why aren’t you giving Remus any alcohol? He’s going to feel the same as the rest of us.”

It wasn’t Severus that answered him though, it was Remus. “I can’t have alcohol of any kind for a while, Harry. I’m pregnant.”

When Harry heard that he just sat there and blinked owlishly at Remus then Severus. Once his brain finally finished processing what he had just been told, Harry started to slowly smile until his mouth was stretched as far as it could go. “That’s great! I’m going to be a big brother! How far along are you? Do you know if it’s a boy or girl yet?”

“Whoa, whoa, Harry! Slow down. I’m somewhere around three months along; and no, we don’t know if it’s a boy or girl yet because I just found out that I’m pregnant yesterday.”

Before the adults or Harry could say anything else Fred asked, “Look, I’m glad that you’re all happy and congratulations on the pregnancy; but can we please got to why we’re here?”

“As much as I dislike agreeing with Mr. Weasley, I think that it would be for the best if we were to get this conversation over and done with.”

George sent a playful glare at Severus before he started the long tale that had brought them all here. “Well, it all started when Fred and I decided to play a prank on the Headmaster. . .”

A.N. - Okay, it's confession time. Everything from Remus asking if Severus is going to say anything was written while I was on caffeine high and sick. So please let me know what you think.

I thought that I should explain about Everclear. Please keep in mind that I've never had Everclear myself, I can't legally drink because I'm underage, nor do I know anyone that has ever had any so all my information comes from online. Everclear is available in potency up to 95% alcohol by volume (190 proof); this stuff is banned from sale in 13 states in the U.S. However, in those states you can buy the weaker, 151 proof variety. Short of home-distilled sour-mash moonshine, you don’t legally get much stronger than Everclear. The best part? Everclear is flavorless, like good vodka is supposed to be. It is odorless as well, so it can basically be added to any drink or cocktail to give it one hell of a kick in the ass.

Also, I would like to say that when I was planning Adalet there wasn't a snake and Dumbledore wasn't sleeping with anyone. My characters hijacked the story and made me write what they wanted; which makes me really wonder about Dumbledore.

Blessed be.

Angel Jin

Translations and meanings: (all spells are in Latin)

Tempus – Time; this is a spell that will tell you what time it is. The time will float at the tip of your wand until the spell in ended.
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