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A Blessing of the Moon	By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Fenrir Views: 61529 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 17
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters of the books. They are the Creation of J.K Rowling and i make no money of these stories. This is just for non-profit fun

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Chapter 8

The night after he had been bitten Harry found himself sitting back in Tom’s art room with his godfathers, Tom, Severus, Fenrir, and Lucius and Draco, and he was bloody nervous. His fingers twisted around themselves as he thought of how to say anything, he knew his idea was insane…more insane than him wanting to become a werewolf.

“Harry?” Tom asked quietly from his stool in front of one of his new paintings.

Harry sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, “right, onto business I guess…I have an idea…and I know it’s insane-”

Draco snorted, “as if any idea brought on by you is anything less.”

“Hush Draco,” Lucius reprimanded his son with a slight squeeze to the back of his neck.

Harry couldn’t help but grin, “it’s ok Mr. Malfoy…he’s right. I have a lot of ideas…and more times than none they are insane.”

“For the love of the gods Potter get on with this plan of yours.” Severus grumbled, “it’s getting late and I’m exhausted.”

Harry sighed, “fine fine, I think I should go back to Hogwarts.” Harry braced himself for all reactions as the room fell completely silent he could swear he would hear a pin drop.

“Absolutely not!” Sirius barked, “there is no way in hell you are going back! Not after everything we have discovered about Albus, besides that place is a death trap! Look at all the crazy shit you have gotten yourself into, all with the help of Albus! No way, I forbid you from going!”

Harry rolled his eyes, “calm down Sirius and hear me out. We know, thanks to Severus, that he is looking for me. You two are also being looked for. We can use this to our advantage.”

Sirius opened his mouth to protest but was stopped by Tom who’s face held a look of interest. “Let him continue, he has heard us out on everything over the last few weeks, it is only fair that we hear him out in turn.”

Sirius sat back with a pout and Harry took a deep breath to steady his nerves. “Thanks Tom…anyway I think I should go back to Hogwarts. We can say that Sirius and Remus got a disturbing letter from me, and that Remus came to find out what was going on, since Sirius can’t really be seen out in public due to him being a so called crazed murderer escapee, and he found me bloody beaten and raped. He took me from the house, the blood wards are still up because I was there for a few days, long enough for the wards to stay up, but Remus took me, since he sees me as his pup, it’s common knowledge he does, and both Sirius and him called Severus to come check me over.”

Tom stroked his fingers along his chin, his eyes getting a faraway look. “Which for the most part is true, the only part that is a lie is the letter, which can easily be forged. What about an explanation for where you have been? Or why Severus hasn’t told anyone where to find you?”

Harry rolled his eyes, “and people call me impatient,” he muttered. “We have Mr. Malfoy who is a high up in the Ministry right? Or hell even documents saying that Sirius, Remus, and Peter are all my godfathers, so we use that.”

Lucius arched an eyebrow, “and how do you think that will work?”

“Your wife was a Black before she married you right?”

“Correct, it is common knowledge seeing as the Blacks are one of the oldest pure-blood families left, I still fail to see where you are getting at Harry.”

“Jeez, no one pays attention to the finer details.” Harry muttered, “look, Sirius is a convicted felon and there’s no way he can be known as my legal guardian, Remus, because of the Ministry is branded a monster and from his treatment at school my third year it’s safe to say that no one would let a child be put in his custody, and Peter is supposed to be dead. What I am saying is we do a little document forging, where it says that should my godfathers be unable to do their duties and move on from there, a line of succession I guess.” At this point Harry stood up and began pacing, “the last two weeks I have spent my nights up here in the library looking over all those dusty old books about pure-blood lines and such. The Potter family also has some Black blood in it, as well as the Malfoys. By a distant relation the three blood lines are connected. I don’t know if it’s enough but we might be able to use it as a bond that my guardianship could be given to the Malfoy’s for my own protection. We could say that Narcissa acted on her right as one of the final daughters of the Black family to take me in.” Harry stopped to look at everyone in the room and felt the heat rise in his cheeks, “I realize that is a stretch but…could we do it? Could we work with it?”

Lucius tapped his finger on the snake head of his cane, “you have caught me by surprise Harry, you might actually be onto something.”

Tom’s gaze slid over to the elder Malfoy as a delicate brow lifted, “truly Lucius?”

“I believe so my lord. What Harry has said is the truth, our three families are intertwined, abet a little distantly, but just enough that the blood that is held is viable for Narcissa to lay claim to Harry. My wife and Sirius are direct cousins while the Potter line of the Black family is one generation above, the only other family who might be able to claim him would be the Weasley’s but as far as I can tell everyone related to the Weasleys has been blasted from the family line, the Potters were a welcomed family, and since James Potter was never blasted from the family line as a blood traitor his son would be welcomed in a pure blood family.”

Sirius rubbed his temples, “I always did hate blood politics.” He grumbled, “never made a lick of sense.”

Lucius snorted, “you should have paid more attention dear cousin. It is these ancient ties that are going to save your godson’s life.” He offered a smile to Harry, “you are onto something Harry, with the information you have provided me I can begin the paperwork that will allow everything you have said to become a reality.”

“How would we explain Harry missing though?” Remus asked softly.

The elder Malfoy shrugged, “that is simple really, I am a Malfoy, I am the acting Head of the House of Malfoy, do you honestly think I own one house? I simply can say that my attention was drawn to Harry’s condition when my wife came to me after a letter from Mr. Lupin, who, while he is not a pureblood, is technically one of Harry’s legal guardians. Mr. Lupin can act upon the ancient blood rights and demanded Narcissa to act as a Black instead of a Malfoy. I, as her husband, would be honor bound to accept her choices as my wife as my own and open my home to Harry. We simply took Harry from his godfather, seeing as we are not to know that Sirius Black is alive, well, and living with his mate, and took him to one of our many vacation homes to inform him and work with another Ministry official to make sure that paperwork is done and filed properly while Harry settled into his new life as a member of the Malfoy household. All in all it is an ingenious plan. One that is worthy of being a Slytherin, even though you are a Griffindor.”

Harry blushed at the praise, “actually the hat wanted to put me in Slytherin, I begged it not to…you can blame your son for that…or well I guess you can blame Dumbledore for forcing me into meeting Ron and all them instead of me being put into the Wizarding World at birth like my parents intended.”

Tom chuckled, “while this is all well and good, what in the world does this have to do with you going to Hogwarts again?”

“Oh…right I almost forgot. Anyway, having me there along with Draco and Severus gives us an extra set of eyes to watch things in Hogwarts. I can get into places they can’t, I mean with me being the Golden Boy and a Griffindor. I can figure out things that we desperately need to know, I can figure out what we have to do to stay one step ahead of them. I have been reading up on pure-blood lines and it’s all just insane, but I know lots of other muggle borns who get so uncomfortable coming into this life and this world 11 years into their lives and are often teased or shunned. From what I can tell you don’t want to kill muggle borns you want to keep them in our world so that they can continue benefiting our world. If they continue to leave…someone is going to mess up and bring about the witch trials again. My money is on someone who is so scared and hurt by their lives in the muggle world that they just snap. I should know…all the accidental magic I have done in the past…opening a snake pen at the zoo for my cousin to fall through, or blowing up my aunt like a balloon, there were times where I was tempted to pull my wand out and hex my family into nothing for the things that they did to me.”

“Why didn’t you?” Draco blurted, earning a glare from every older man in the room. He blanched and looked down at the floor. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

Harry sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, “no it’s ok…I didn’t do it because I knew that a few months of hell would earn me my freedom at Hogwarts when the school year started. Besides I didn’t want to get into trouble with the Ministry and have my wand snapped.”

Tom nodded, “very wise of you Harry. As for your plan, while it is rough around the edges it is beneficial. Coupled with your new found abilities as a werewolf it will be a lot harder for Albus to get into your mind. I do believe that we have a solid idea to work with, I must say it is a plan that is worthy of coming from my own mind and I applaud you on your work with it. With some refinement to the plan you will be a force to be reckoned with.”

Harry smiled slightly at the praise, his eyes dropping to Fenrir who had stayed silent and saw only approval in those deep blue eyes. “Thanks, people don’t give me a lot of credit, but when it comes to my own survival I’m actually really good at making a plan. Having lived with the Dursley’s taught me how to stay alive. I don’t want to go back to the Muggle world, but things here in the Wizarding world need to change too…not just how we do things, but the balance between it all. Ancient ways might have had a good idea, but they got twisted over the years. I’ve also talked to a few wizards from different schools back during the Tournament, like Viktor Krum, he told me he was disgusted at the level of spells I was at, he said if was in Durmstrang that I would have been taught better spells that would have helped me. I also heard whisperings of some of the guests at the Tournament saying that Dumbledore had turned the school from a proud educational center to a joke.”

Tom chuckled softly, “I am surprised you would bring up Krum, seeing as his Headmaster is one of my own Death Eaters. But you are right, the amount of educational lacking has turned Hogwarts into a joke of its former self. Back when I went there, the school was something else, filled with magic and life it practically hummed magical energy. Then again that was back in the late 30s early 40s, makes me feel old.”

“You are old Tom.” Harry quipped making the elder vampire laugh.

“Not so old that I can’t bend you over my knee if need be boy. Now back to business, you are entirely correct, people have been whispering that Albus Dumbledore has been tearing the very foundations of Hogwarts down to nothing so he can build it back up in a warped version of magic.” His eyes slid to the window where the first tinges of pink began to race across the sky. “And the dawn rises, Severus and I must retire for the day, Harry I want you to stick with Lucius and Narcissa today to work on your story. We have a rare window here that we can work with. Sirius and Remus, go back to Grimmauld place with Severus when he goes back this evening, work on a story that you two went off on a vacation to get away and take the heat off of Sirius and the Aurors, your minds are well protected against Dumbledore. We can do this, if we can take the old man down from inside of his own little world then we can set things right.” He stood up and slid his arm into Severus’s and smiled, “you have given us a great gift Harry, we will set this world right and put magic where it belongs.” The two vampires left the room and Harry sank back onto the couch, a faint smile on his lips.

“I can’t believe everyone is considering my plan.”

Lucius smiled, “you came up with a brilliant plan Harry, we have been looking for a way to get even more inside of the school and track down the old ways. You did in weeks what we tried to do in years, you are giving us hope that we can put our world back together. We aren’t meant to mingle with muggles, they are scared of us, look at your own treatment at the hands of your family. Muggles fear what they cannot understand, and they can’t possibly understand what magic is, it is in our blood, it is who we are.”

Draco smirked at his father, “careful Father, you are starting to sound like a History teacher.”

The elder Malfoy rolled his eyes and stood up, “yes well as far as I am concerned you young people need a good lesson in history, maybe then you might learn to respect your elders and your places in the society. Now then Harry, will you please fallow me? We can get started on everything you need, should you decide you can stand to be part of the Malfoy household.”

Harry smirked, “I think I can handle it, after all you said I was worthy enough to be a Slytherin, even if I am a Griffindor.”

Lucius chuckled and laid a hand on his shoulder, “I did say something like that, now let’s go, if possible I can get the paperwork into the Ministry when I go in this afternoon.” His eyes drifted to the other men in the room, “we will take our leave gentlemen. Have a nice day.”

Harry couldn’t help but laugh as he was led from the room, the other three men gaping as the door closed behind them and he was led away. Remus shook his head and sighed, “that boy is more dangerous than James ever was.”

Sirius laughed, “don’t I know it, he’s going to have us grey before our time.”

“I think it’s too late for that.” Remus muttered, “Fenrir, what do we have to do today?” He asked looking at his alpha.

Fenrir stretched his arms over his head, popping his back. “Well pup, I have a meeting with another Alpha, from the pack over in Germany that Dorian met with last year. I believe you two have a lie to come up with.” He arched an eyebrow.

Remus rolled his eyes and shook his head, “I defiantly did not miss being ordered around.” He grumbled.

Fenrir laughed as he got up, “Welcome back to the pack pup, now get moving. You have things to do, if you want to keep Harry safe.” He waved them off as he left the room, walking down to the Pack where Dorian stood waiting for him.

The day went by slowly and by lunch time Harry was ready to bash his head into the table he was sitting at. “Please tell me we are almost done!” He begged.

Narcissa chuckled delicately and patted his hand, “almost dear, one more test to do and we can send Lucius off with the paperwork all done and you’ll be a regular Malfoy in no time.”

Harry groaned as he let his head fall to the table, “I thought I had done every test known to human kind. This is insane, why are there so many tests for this sort of thing?”

Lucius arched an eyebrow, “for validity of the claim of course, blood-traitors used to want back into the family by claiming to be the next of kin to take an orphaned child, only so that they could take advantage of the trust vault.”

Harry’s eyes widened, “you mean you can take control of my families vault?”

“Before you panic Harry know this, I will not. I have plenty of money and am not wanting for anything, your vault will remain yours and only you will be able to get into it. I can teach you some investment techniques so it can continue to grow, leaving you to live very comfortably. I can also teach you how to wield your money like a Malfoy and get your way into the Wizarding world as a force to be reckoned with. There are many things that you can learn from being a Malfoy, yes people will hate you for it, people will fear you for it, and people will also thank you for it.”

“Could I use my money in other ways than to bend people to my will? I don’t think I could bribe anyone for anything.”

“There is always charity dear.” Narcissa said softly, “you could donate money to dragon reservations, research ideas, the possibilities are endless, and it will get you in with the soft hearted crowd, make you approachable. Look at myself and my husband, he is the strong stoic power of the Malfoy name while I stand beside him giving him a soft side, I donate my time and money to many things, like St. Mungos as well as funded many charity events in my ballroom to raise money for children, schools, animal rescue, potions research, and many other things. Life is full of choices, it’s up to you what ones you make.”

Harry smiled slightly, “that’s what she said too…this is the path I chose, so I’m going to walk it. I think I might like being a Malfoy.”

Narcissa laid her hand over her heart, her pale blue eyes misting over, “oh Harry, we will take you in and treat you just as we treat Draco, I always wanted another child.” She reached over and took his hand squeezing his fingers in her delicate hand. “I’m glad that you can accept all of this. I know this can’t be easy, but hopefully it will give you something in return.”

Harry squeezed her hand back, “getting a family in return doesn’t hurt. I mean a real family, while your son is a pain in my ass he’s not a bad kid once you get past the snark.” He grinned at Draco who rolled his eyes back at him, but smirked.

“Keep it up Potter; we’ll see who the big man on school grounds is when we get back.”

“Bring it on Malfoy, we both know who the better flyer is.”

Lucius rolled his eyes and cleared his throat tapping his cane on the table, “enough boys, wait until we have finished to have your petty rivalry brought up. Now then, we have determined that Narcissa’s claim to you is valid through the blood linking you to us. With Cissa acting as last daughter of House Black, and the last legitimate claim to the noble house she will take you in, you will come to Malfoy Manor during the holidays from school just as Draco will. You are also to be granted the rights of the Potter, Black, and now Malfoy line and treated as such. I will hand these papers directly to Minister Fudge, he will be interested by the story and will ask to come talk to you. I will set up a meeting and you will have to probably sit with myself, Narcissa, Minister Fudge and probably one of his secretaries for the records to be filed. It will be fairly simple and we can then go out and buy you some proper clothing. We will get a room set up for you at the Manor for you to come home to during the Holidays, actually thinking about it, Cissa you should go home and prepare a room, probably the one next to Draco’s.” The Elder Malfoy said as he stood up and put his papers into his brief case and nodded, “as for the rest, don’t worry Harry, it will be taken care of.”

“Wait Mr. Malfoy, what about Fenrir?”

“what about him?”

“well…um…you see…he’s my mate….or he will be.”

Lucius blinked several times, his stoic mask falling in his surprise. “I had no idea…well, keeping you at the Manor and away from him will not be wise…but another matter we will deal with once this is settled, one step at a time Harry, that is how we become successful.” He kissed his wife softly and walked to his son bending down to whisper in his ear before kissing his cheek and walking to the Floo and leaving for work.

Narcissa stood up and leaned down to kiss Harry’s forehead, “I’ll be back in a few days, everything will be taken care of Harry, just try to enjoy your summer,” she walked over to Draco and kissed his forehead before Flooing away as well leaving Harry and Draco alone.

Draco sighed and rubbed his eyes, “alright, looks like you and I have some work to do. C’mon Potter.” He said standing up and dragging Harry out of the room before he could protest.
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