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The Returnof the Legendary Amarens	By : looonylei Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 33758 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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Never in his entire life he had felt this strong of a pull towards someone. Okay, scratch that. He had felt this way before. Okay. scratch that. He had felt this once before. Then he had let the pull draw him deeper, in the end he had made a terrible mistake and he had suffered the consequences. But no. This time it was different. It was as though he had known him for so long. When he first laid eyes on him there was something deep inside of him that snapped that made him feel warm and complete. And now despite the emotional turmoil that he felt at the moment, his mere presence brought him calmness and made him feel safe and protected.

So lost in his thoughts Harry hadn’t notice the cold glare the two Slytherin were sending to the new defence professor since they had arrived at the Headmaster’s office, the Gryffindor's attention was solely focused on said professor. While professor Kyle was wearing a blank expression, the amusement in his eyes was crystal clear, much to the two Slytherin’s chagrin.

Harry was startled when the young professor suddenly leaned forward towards him ignoring the growl from Severus and Draco. Their faces were only inches away from each other and he could clearly see the swirl of hazel in his professor’s grey eyes. Then professor Kyle did something entirely unexpected. He pinched Harry’s cheek as though he was just a cute little toddler. Harry was sure his face was so flushed from embarrassment. He scowled at him while rubbing his sore cheek, but the young professor just gave him a bright smile which made it hard for him to stay irritated or angry because of the professor’s childish antics. Then with a flash the happy demeanor slipped off and turned serious.

“We’ll talk later, yeah? I want to discuss something to you, “ the young professor said as he ruffled Harry’s messy locks. The Gryffindor was confused at the sudden change and only nodded in agreement.

A twin growl at the other side of the office reminded Harry that they were not the only people in the room. That his two mates were there as well. The Potions Master was about to say something but was interrupted when the door opened and the headmaster together with the head of Gryffindor house strode in.

If the Potions Master noticed the sudden shift in protective stance of the young professor for the raven haired gryffindor. He didn't mentioned it, but made a mental note to investigate further later on.

“Good you’re all here now. This won’t take long. I’m just asking you boys to explain to us what happened on the train?” said the Headmaster shifting his gaze from the raven haired Gryffindor to the blonde Slytherin. Harry's reply was not what the two Slytherins expected, but pleased the new defence professor. Severus and Draco expected the Gryffindor to blame Draco, or for him to tell the Headmaster about them being mates and ask the headmaster to order them to stay away from him.

“We just had our usual argument professor, and I think I lost control of my magic again. I’m having a hard time controlling my magic since the incident this summer,” replied Harry.

“I see,” muttered the Headmaster with a thoughtful expression. 'This isn’t good. If Harry can’t control his magic there’s a possibility of the wizarding world findin out about Harry being an Amaren, a dark creature. If he keeps having this kind of magic outburst which would not be good for the light side, and most especially not good for me.' the headmaster thought.

“Headmaster, If Mr. Potter likes, I can give him private lessons that will help him control his magic. I had the similar problem when I was fifteen. My parents hired a mind magic and magical core master. He taught me occlumency which is a great factor in controlling our magic together with the meditation to search and centralize our magical core,” the young professor suggested.

“That’s a wonderful suggestion Aries,” agreed the Headmaster.

“Albus, I’m already teaching Potter occlumency. It’s hazardous for his mental health if you assign him a new instructor,” disagreed the Potions Master abruptly. While it was true that a new instructor would not be good for Harry’s mental health because his mind was already immune to the Potion Master’s magic, and to expose his mind repeatedly to someone other than him would be detrimental. But of course that was not the sole reason why he didn't agree. He didn’t like the thought of Harry, his mate, spending time alone with the young professor. And if the concealed amusement in the young professor’s eye was anything to go by, the damn professor was well aware of his dislike of the suggestion.

To say that Harry was surprised was an understatement. This would be the first time that the Potions Master had been vocal concerning Harry’s well being without the hostility and humiliation. Deep inside he was somewhat pleased with this turn of events, but he couldn’t help but worry with the way the Headmaster was looking at the Potions Master. Since he came into his inheritance this summer, his instincts keep screaming at him to be careful around the Headmaster. Add to the fact that the Headmaster was acting odd lately.

“What do you think Harry?Would you want to continue your lessons with Professor Snape, and have him also look at the lesson for your magical core or would you rather Professor Kyle teach you everything?” asked the Headmaster.

“I think it’s better for professor Kyles’-” when he saw the flashes of hurt in Severus eyes, he quickly continued. “ teach me concerning my magical core, but I'd like to continue my occlumency lesson with Professor Snape,” Harry decided.

Though Severus wasn’t very pleased with Harry’s decision, he would rather accept it as long as he still had some time alone to spend with his mate, even if it was just for their private lessons. He was thinking of letting Draco join in their lessons, but immediately discarded the idea when he saw the way Harry ignored the young Slytherin the entire time they were together. He knew Draco was hurt with the treatment, but nothing showed in his expression.

When the Headmaster dismissed them he was about to approached the young gryffindor to talk to him, but the new defence professor was already dragging Harry towards his office.

“Come Mr. Potter, I’ll give you some books you’ll need for our lessons,” said the young professor as he led Harry towards his office, ignoring the glare from the two Slytherins.

When Professor Kyles’ was certain that they were alone, he cast a strong privacy charm as they continued walking.

“Harry? Can I call you Harry right?” Began the young professor.

“Yes, of course Professor. I prefer that to Mr. Potter, actually.”

“Right. You can call me Aries then. Okay?” When Harry nodded, he continued. “Can I ask you a personal question?”

“Er… yeah sure but I can’t promise to answer,” replied Harry hesitantly.

“Why are you so angry with young Mr. Malfoy, but not with Severus, when both of them treated you just the same these past years?” asked the professor bluntly.

“I… how did you know that?” Harry asked in return instead of answering. He was curious to know how his professor knew about how he felt towards the two Slytherins. Was he that obvious?

“How do I know how both of them treated you? Or how do I know how you felt for both of them?” the young professor questioned back.

“Both”

“When the Headmaster accepted my application as defence professor here, let’s just say that I did some research. That’s how I knew how they are to you. Not only them but everyone around you,” professor Kyles explained.

“Why?”

“I’ll explain why later, yeah? As for how I know how you felt. Tell me Harry, what do you know about empaths?”

“Er… not much. Are you saying that you are one?”

“Yes I am. As I’m sure you already knew. Empaths can feel every emotions around them. Just like I can feel that you’re comfortable and at ease around me, though this is the first time you’ve met me. Or I can feel your anger towards Draco Malfoy at the same time you’re trying to suppress what you truly feel for him, which is much greater than your anger.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” denied Harry scowling, but the young professor just chuckled as he pulled the young Gryffindor into a one armed hug.

“You can deny all you want Harry, but you and I both know what’s in that heart of yours. Maybe you’ll trust me much more if I share with you my own secret, yeah? Come, we’ll go to my private chambers instead. It’s much more private and safe there.”

When they arrived at the professors private quarters, the first thing Harry noticed was the pensieve placed on top of the sitting room table.

“Take a seat. Do you know what this is Harry?” asked the young professor gesturing the pensieve in front of them.

“That’s a pensieve”

If the professor was curious as to why Harry felt embarrassment and regret at the mention of the pensieve. He didn’t say anything about it.

“Right, this is a pensieve. Do you know that false memories can’t be viewed clearly in a pensieve, or in some instances, it can’t be viewed entirely?”

Harry didn’t know why the professor was telling him this, but he knew that this was somewhat important so he just nodded indicating that he was following whatever the professor was explaining.

“Okay. I want you to view something in here, but promise me you will calm down and reign in your temper, whatever you see in there.”

“Okay,” was all Harry managed to respond, because really what else could he say? He couldn't very well deny it because his professor was right about his said temper. Hell, everyone in the castle was very much aware of it. So he didn’t bother to say anything else. With one last look to his professor, and with trepidation, he dove into the pensieve.

When he landed he was in a sort of sitting room. The first thing he saw was the Headmaster. He was much younger here. Then his attention was diverted to something or rather someone who was lying on the couch in front of the Headmaster. Harry moved to take a closer look at who was there and his heart clenched when he saw a pair of emerald orbs just like his, and the flaming red hair he knew very much who belong to.

'She’s really beautiful even though she was'- Harry suddenly halted when he realized that his mother was glaring hatefully at the Headmaster, and that she was in a body bind as well.

“My dear Lily. You swore to do everything for James. Why are you being so difficult in following the plan now?”

Harry was shocked by how cold, intimidating and dangerous the Headmaster sounded. This Albus Dumbledore was far from the gentle and senile Headmaster that he knew. Was this the real Dumbledore, the leader of the light? Was this the reason why his instincts were screaming at him of danger every time the Headmaster was around? Harry was startled when his mother suddenly began yelling and swearing.

“You damn bastard. Old fool! I swear to do everything for James and Siri. To keep their secret safe, to protect their family, not to betray them by allowing you to take away their son,” snarled Lily angrily.

Harry was now looking at his mother with wide eyes. Not yet sinking in his mind what Lily had said. If the circumstances were different he would have found this entire situation hilarious. Watching his mum lashing out with her infamous temper towards the Headmaster, and the shocked look on the Headmaster’s face was really priceless.

“Foolish girl,” the Headmaster snapped when he finally recovered from his shock. “James is a powerful wizard, and you’re a powerful witch even if you’re just a mudblood,” the Headmaster spat. All thoughts of hilarity was all gone that very moment the Headmaster spat that single word. And the more the Headmaster continued, the more the hatred and rage Harry felt for Albus Dumbledore.

“It would do no good for both of you to have a squib as a child, and Harry as the prophecy child can’t have a squib as a twin brother.”

“You’re insane Albus. First of all it’s HARVEY, not Harry. Harvey is not yet the prophecy child. And need I remind you Hugh isn’t mine. He’s James and Siri’s son. Both of them are not only powerful wizards, but also powerful Amarens. It is impossible for both of them to sire a squib, and even if they did they won’t give or throw their child away. They both love Harvey and Hugh just the same, magical or not.”

“I won’t have problems with James any longer,” said the Headmaster dismissively. “And I’m going to fix you and Sirius as soon as possible. As for Harry, I’m certain that he will become the prophecy child. I already made certain that Tom will choose Harry instead of the Longbottom child, because Tom will believe that Harry is also a halfblood just like him.”

“Damn you Albus, what did you do to James?” yelled Lily terrified and furious at the same time.

Harry could almost feel Lily’s magic crackling around him, and he knew his own magic was doing just the same.

“Nothing drastic. When he arrives, all he will know is that you’re his beloved wife whom he loves with all his heart. Harry is your only son, and Sirius is his best friend, his brother in anything but blood.”

“How could you Albus?” muttered Lily in disbelief.

“You know this is for the greater good Lily dear.”

“Alright,” agreed Lily all of a sudden as though she lost all the will to fight" but please give me one more day to be with Hugh,” pleaded Lily.

Then everything went dark and Harry found himself in his defence professor’s sitting room once again.

“Who are you?” asked Harry weak kneed as he sank into the couch behind him. Shutting his eyes to calm his emotions, especially his magic.

“I’m Hugh Evan Black-Potter,” replied the young professor, dropping his glamour at the same time.

Harry snapped open his eyes upon hearing the name of his said twin brother, and he was flabbergasted as he was now staring at the younger version of Sirius Black. But to make things worse he didn’t know what to say or do. So he only did what he thought was best thing to do at the moment, He ran away. But the moment he stepped outside his twin brother’s chamber’s door, he felt himself suddenly vanished into thin air, and when he reappeared he was already standing outside Severus’ private quarters. At the same time the door opened revealing the Potion Master looking surprised in finding Harry standing outside his door, and worried as he checked his mate’s current state. Harry was so pale, his body was shaking so badly, and his eyes were filled with unshed tears.

“Harry?” the potion master called softly not wanting to startle the obviously upset Gryffindor. His breath hitched when Harry’s dull eyes focused on his own. This would be the first time he had seen Harry’s eyes like this, void of any emotion, and he didn’t like what he was seeing. Then to his utter shocked Harry suddenly flung himself into the surprised and worried Potions Master. Severus's heart clenched painfully when he realized that his mate was crying his heart out, then all of a sudden Harry’s body went limp as he finally lost consciousness.

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