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Dark Witch	By : Nescafevh Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Het - Male/Female Views: 11478 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The three girls giggled as they played with the cards on the floor, a game the male had called exploding snap. The twin girls had come to keep his lifemate company during the night of the full moon and the three had hit it off together-as the humans would say-like a house on fire, since first meeting. Daughters of the healer named Anastasia and Anya both girls had dark curly hair similar to his lifemate, light colored eyes and were almost pixie-like in their cute innocence, their daytime carer having brought them to give the child something to occupy her while they were with the wolf.
Related to one of the males’ lifemates and so trusted and protected by his people the young human male knew how to handle an vampire appearance until help arrived and was skilled in some basic methods apparently developed by the De La Cruz brothers to distract and keep a ghoul or vampire at bay. The fact that the healer was trusting this male with the safety of his twin children told him he could safely leave his lifemate with him.
He had noticed how the two female children had kept his lifemate’s attention the entire time they were there, EXCEPT when she greeted him upon arrival, and had the suspicion that the healer had spoken to his girls, telling them to keep her from knowing what was going on, how important it was that she didn’t realize what was really happening.
A few hours before the full moon the male looked at him. He saw something in his face and eyes, a kind of restless energy and nervousness, a type of wild anticipation and he nodded slightly. Tightening his lips into a line he nodded back, taking the bag the male had prepared the day before, making SURE to inform him EXACTLY what he needed to do before and after the ‘event’.
With looks at the girls he and the healer moved to muffle the males exit from the cabin and towards an clearing deeper in the woods, close enough to be at the cabin if needed but far enough away so any noise made by the wolf’s freedom wouldn’t alert his lifemate of what was going on.
For the first hour or so they watched the male pace the clearing, back and forth, restless energy, naked, every now and then rubbing at his arms as if cold or growling slightly. Finally when the moon was at it’s peak he collapsed, snarling and they watched him slowly transform. Over the stretch of about a five minutes they watched his body stretch itself painfully, bones snapping out of place, growing, and even breaking completely so they could reform in new ways.
In the end the thing that rose almost unsteadily from the ground was a mixture of human and wolf.
Unlike that first time he now got a better look at this creature, the.....werewolf. NOW he saw it wasn’t hairless as he thought, rather bore a fine layer of rough hair, similar to a wolves, but in the color of the males light browngrey hair. The body was human-shaped, just longer, the neck, arms and legs longer. The arms and legs were human to the elbows and knees, where they changed, the arms leading down into long fingers which oddly resembled a wolf or dogs ‘toes’, but changed into human fingers. the legs after the knees were disjointed, human legs downwards after knees, becoming definitely the entire back leg of a wolf, femur, tibia, fibula, all of it.
The head was a mix of human and wolf, ears on either side of the head, where a humans ears would be, but the high triangular ones of the animals, the eyes, an dark amber, jaw and nose that of a wolves but shorter than the animals.
The animal snuffled, shaking itself almost violently as if shaking off from a bath and then sneezed before looking around, clearly confused. It blinked, whining in confusion and they were surprised by the extent of the emotion the thing could show on it’s animal-like face. On all four ‘legs’ the thing started to sniff around, now appearing to be worried as well as confused and they could see growing concern on it.
As if didn’t seem to find what it sort a low whine started, followed by a sound that caused them to blink when it resembled a female wolf’s yips when calling back wayward pups. This PROVED to them that even if the creature was unnatural-at least in THEIR world, it was definitely composed of two natural creatures, human and wolf.
“It is calling for its pup” the healer said to him “it....HE will only get more and more upset without her here to soothe his need for pack.”
“I understand that” he answered “however it was at the human side’s request we not bring her. He fears the wolf will accidentally injure her or even worse, harm her enough to ‘infect her with my curse’. As her lifemate I can not risk any such harm coming to her, even at the expense of the wolf’s need.”
“We may need her at some point and you know we can protect her if it comes to that” the healer pointed out “a better idea for this night would have been for her to aid us in being accepted by the wolf then we could have taken her place and left her behind in safety.”
The male creature was getting more worked up, sniffing around, obviously upset and they KNEW if they didn’t do something soon he would take off, trying to find her. That was until the heard a sound nearby at the edge of the clearing and out walked a wolf pack, lead by its alpha male and female. But not just any male and female, one look at the male’s eyes and they knew WHO it was.
“It seems Razvan and Ivory have come to aid us” the healer said “it is possible as the grand-sir of your lifemate his scent will be close enough to hers to make the male acknowledge him as pack also, especially if her mother was part of his previous pack. If their pack accepts the male as one of them among their midst, there will be be no problems with what to do with him of the nights of the full moon. Later on with some trust and training, they may even be able to control it around humans.”
He nodded and watched as the creatures head snapped around, raising up temporarily onto the hind legs as to scent the air, having caught a wift of the packs scent. They had noticed this behavior since the change, it seemed to rise on it’s hind legs when it found something important, like catching stronger or better scents, or was alarmed or alerted by other sounds. It was almost like the behavior of a meerkat.
The wolf slowly lowered itself down, eyes swinging to look at the pack, backing up a little and growling, obviously alarmed and frightened, but also confused by the similar sent to his pup. This must be so confusing to it, spending most it’s life alone and in pain, suddenly had three maybe even four pack members, loosing three of them but gaining a pup of his own to protect, the pup, he sensed, of two of his previous pack members. Being so protective of her, somehow the wolf had known if it didn’t protect her, it could loose her too like her parents.
Now, here and now, he was surrounded by new wolves, no pup, faced with an alpha male who smelt like an male mature version of his pup, the scent drifting off the other animals with it, especially the female. But the male DIDN’T scent of his pup’s sire, no, instead he scented vaguely of his pups bearer. But something told him that wasn’t right.
The wolf backed up further, growling. He was obviously now scared, confused and was resorting to instinctive behavior, standing and trying to look threatening, snarling to show teeth and the short ‘fur’ standing on end, clawed ‘hands’ ready, but the eyes darted around, looking for escape.
“You can not treat him like an adult wolf and dominate him” he called along the mental path to the green eyed Carpathian in wolf form “there are two key factors here that mean he is not what his human form appears to be.”
“What do you mean?” the others lifemate asked while the male kept an eye on the creature.
“First he informed me the potion used to ensure the wolf form does not go on a rampage does one of two things. The first is make it sleepy, ensuring it tends to sleep most of the night away.”
“The second?” she asked.
“Makes it into an child, a pup. How do you think a pup would react in THIS situation? How would YOU discipline an unruly pup?” Reluctantly both understood and accepted this “What is the other factor?” the male asked.
“I have been talking to the human side, getting to know as much as I could in casual conversation, we need to know to prepare for anything for my lifemate or in the event the others find them” they nodded in understanding and he continued “it seems the race lives naturally longer than humans, though not as long as us, but those with a powerful magic core have been know to live even longer than any other.”
The healer looked sharply at him “how MUCH longer?!”
“On average is around three hundred years WITHOUT creature blood, however the oldest of them was around seven hundred years and still going.” They understood what he was saying “so while this male to us seems old, he is in fact nothing but a child compared to their actual age. So the wolf inside him in a lot of ways IS a pup.”
“He seems older due to the life he has been forced to live and the war from the one they call The Dark Lord, not because of his actual age. He said they reach creature maturity around sixteen or seventeen but do not stop aging really. At around twenty or thirty they will slow dramatically, EXCEPT if it comes to excessive use of their magic core. This causes them to physically age quicker, and depending how much is used may even cut down on the extended life some. He did not come into any creature maturity because even if he had there blood in his father’s line, the ‘curse’ blocked it, preventing it from awakening. Also the constant stress of the transformations causes HIS body to show his age. He does not know how long he will actually life compared to others.”
“So we treat him as a wayward pup” Ivory spoke. Before they could speak the female alpha was making a noise, sweet and familiar, the same sort of yips the male had tried to make before calling the child, but THIS time made by a TRUE wolf and a TRUE female wolf calling a pup.
The creature stopped, pausing, ears rising and at attention, listening closely while he slowly leaned back onto his hind legs again, not quiet fully up on them, but at the same time off the front ones as well. He whined softly, ears flicking, listening intently to the sound. Leaving the other wolves were they were for now the two alpha’s stepped forward a few steps and the female continued to make the sounds, soothing and intense at the same time.
Slowly easing back to its front legs the wolf-creature moved forwards a few steps towards them, eyes locked to them as if nothing else mattered, still releasing a soft whine, but approaching them now cautiously, ready to run if anything was to break this ‘spell’. When the male reached their sides the three spent a few minutes thoroughly sniffing each other down before the two alpha’s lead the creature to the rest of the pack.
For the next hour or two the creature ‘played’ with the wolves under the watchful eye of the alpha’s, being guided in his play to know when and how not and where to do things, having never had a pack before to teach him control and when to and not do things and the watching others KNEW that it was lucky the wolves were Carpathian wolves, meaning they were more resilient and intelligent, so they could survive or be unharmed more so that any other wolf from his actions than an normal animal could, making them wonder just how rough he had been with his own previous pack. Unless he had instinctively knew not to be too rough with them and was being so here because he knew he could and trusted that they would stop him if he went too far, like a pup would.
When he had calmed down some and seemed more in control another two wolves stepped forward, joining them, Razvan nuzzling the female in greeting and the scarred male, the wolf creature seeing this and stepping forward curiously, sniffing the female, sitting back and looking back and forth from her to the green eyed alpha, head cocked as if confused.
The alpha nudged him towards the two and soon the new two wolves were joining the pack in ‘play’ with the creature, although the new male mostly just watched over them, making sure the creature didn’t get to excited and harm his mate.
As they watched the healer spoke to the other on their private path which the two had established earlier that night “What else other than their age have you learned from this male?”
“We had a chance to speak in length last evening after my lifemate went to her rest. He was feeling restless due to the change tonight and decided I would be better served of my lifemate the more I know” So he told him all the other had “I also told him what I could of our people without the Prince’s permission and he has offered what help he can.”
The healer looked at him “what do you mean?!”
“He has offered samples of the potions and tinctures he carries and to create what he knows if he can get a hold of the ingredients he needs for them for us to experiment with. Also the one they left behind, the other who helped them escape, a wizard by the name of Severus Snape is apparently their worlds youngest Potion Master in centuries.”
“Meaning what?”
“Meaning every country around the world covens his genius with potions, but Britain refuse to let him go. He is cursed by a mark the one whom killed my lifemates parents marked him with and is trapped there until the evil one is gone for good. Before him this Wolfsbane Potion made barely a difference, now you see the advantages. Imagine an magic user like that able to discuss the problems with not just yourself but those of us seeking a way to destroy the extremofiles in the earth. Xavier mutated them with magic, magic could undo it, or at least turn them back on his brothers.”
This gave the healer something to think about, the very thing the triplets had created and been using to slowly kill their kind off, being turned on THEM. With Razvan’s knowledge of some of his grandfathers spells and workings and the way he worked, this magic-users knowledge of potions and mixtures, Gary’s knowledge of chemistry and biology, Shea’s medical, Francesca his own healing and the alien organism Ivory had found, they could work out an plan of attack to turn their weapon back on themselves.
“He also informs me that this magic user is an expert in both Occlumency and Legilimency.” These terms were familiar, Latin. The other answered for him “he informed me the term Occlumency comes from the Latin occludere, meaning "to shut up" and mens, for "mind". Legilimency is derived from the Latin legere, "to read", and mens, "mind".”
“So he can not only protect his mind against the invasion of others, his own kind and presumably one of us, but invade anothers” he blinked “you are saying he may be able to bring up or find needed memories in Razvan, presumably without torturing or traumatizing him.”
The other nodded “it was because of these two abilities that he was able to move so seamlessly as a spy among the Dark Lord’s forces as one of his most trusted in the ‘inner circle’ as it were. He could product artificial memories temporarily to fool the ‘Lord’ should he need them.”
“So it would be highly beneficial for us to ‘rescue’ him and either destroy this Dark Lord completely, however that is, or free him from the mark.” He shook his head “just removal of the mark would not work. The male.....REMUS informed me that he has been trapped into something called an Unbreakable vow. He vowed to be that mortal who dared place my lifemate with her relatives that he would be his spy among the Dark Forces as long as he exists as long as HE hid the three from the evil one when the prophecy was revealed. It does not matter that his‘neglect’ of the issue with the secret keepers caused the deaths of her parents, he kept his part of the bargain. If the other leaves now, he breaks the vow, which, I am informed, will mean a painful slow death as his own magic eats away at him.”
“So the only way to free him is kill this Dark Lord completely, or death.”
He nodded.
After watching the scarred male alpha reprimand the wolf creature for getting too rowdy with his lifemate and obediently calm down some he went on “Remus received a commune from this....Severus last evening.” The healer looked at him sharply, eyes slashes of silver “how?! Why?!” he was amused however by the perceived threat, and still by the method of communication, AND by the idea of the healers reaction to this information. He even smirked at him. “It seems that these Witches and Wizards choose to communicate through...specially bred meaning. By this I mean magically bred animals will carry letters, parcels and such to each others all around the world. Remus states that they can find anyone once sent out to find them. THIS....Severus’ animal seems to prefer my lifemate and will allow no other being than her and its owner around it.”
The healer looked at him and he raised an eyebrow. He chuckled darkly “owls.”
“Owls?” the healer repeated disbelieving.
“Owls” he repeated “according to Remus, not only is the magic community in Britain stuck in the dark ages, but they reject any type of technology. Magic cores react badly around modern technology, as in either blowing it up or shorting it out.”
“So they use owls to deliver mail and one arrived last night to deliver an letter from this Potions Master.”
“A parchment apparently. Remus and the Potion Master worked out a code between them in case the letters were intercepted to ensure they were not understood. The message contained to runes when opened contained some things called ‘wizarding sweets’ which contain properties different too mortal normal ones and an item I wish you to examine when this night is over and you have a chance.”
The healer frowned “What about this item is worrying you?”
“It is not the item, it is the fact it is familiar in a way I can not explain.”
“Is it dangerous?”
“No, on the contrary. IF it ever was it is not now, it had been changed, adapted. My cause of worry is I can not recall WHERE or WHEN I saw it, if it EVER was a threat or not. My lifemate claims her mother created it and gave it to her when she was a baby, Remus says she gave it to her from the day she first sat up and since then it was her favorite ‘toy’. He CLAIMS until the day her parents were murdered, if she did not have it with her, she would get upset until someone got it for her. He claims the fact the Potion Master managed to find it was a miracle.”
“What IS this object?”
“An orb, but not just any orb, it has runes over some places and seems to constantly glow with golden light. When my lifemate touches one rune it plays a lullaby in her mother’s voice. However.....” he explained the events after his lifemate had fallen asleep “it was not a shade or a shadow, at least not in the sense of the something Xavier would use. Rather it seemed a memory with some part of her soul attached, but not something like the shard in my lifemates head.”
“Humm” the healer hummed thoughtfully for a minute then asked “What did the letter say?”
“The Potion Master thinks he has found the reason the...headmaster is so obsessed with my lifemate. However he could not explain in the letter and risk it being discovered. So he told Remus to seek something called an inheritance test.”
“And did he inform you what specifically this was?”
“Of course” he chucked darkly “in every magical community is a place called Grindgotts. It is for all intents and purposes a bank for the magical people, Witches, Wizards, THEIR version of vampires and werewolves-magical creatures. These banks are run by Goblins, an warrior race who value strength, power and gold, but take their jobs seriously. Remus said you DO NOT want to be caught stealing from Goblins, even the dumbest Witch or Wizard would not dare. The Goblins also offer other services, like various blood tests, for instance Blood Adoption and Inheritance Tests.” The healer looked at him intently “Blood Adoption?”
“Since their race is dying out when a child becomes an orphan it is not unusual to preform a Blood Adoption. There is two options. A potion with seven drops of the parents blood inside drunk by the child will change the child completely. Within a few days they will be physically and genetically the child of those two adults, even their magic core will have changed, no trace of that childs previous parents exist inside them anymore. However with only THREE drops they will adapt to become a child of all FOUR parents. Any tests will show their biological parents AS WELL AS the adopted.” he looked at the wolves and seemed to think of an idea “for instance. Say Razvan truly had been on Xavier’s side and Skyler decided she hated everything of him inside her that came from him, and wished to remove it. She wished to truly be the daughter of Gabrel and Francesca. With a potion and seven drops of blood from both of them mixed in, within the week she would be a true Carpathian child, their genetic child as if Francesca birthed her herself. Her genetics with be like her little sisters.”
“And this Inheritance Test?”
“There is two types, Creature and Ancestry. Creature is to research any creature blood in the family line-and so any chance of inheriting when they mature. Ancestry is to research the family line. He wants us to do an ancestry test.”
“So there is SOMETHING about her ancestry that has caused this headmaster to seek to control your lifemate through abuse, perhaps by submission to authority figures.”
He nodded.
It didn’t take long for the male creature to either get bored or tired and curl up among the wolves and close its eyes to fall asleep, the only movement of the chest as it rose and fell, allowing most of them to go home for the night, leaving only the healer and himself and the green eyed alpha and his pack with the male creature. They wouldn’t be able to remain past dawn, but by then the male would be able to handle himself until the human came to help him back to the cabin.
It was only an hour or so left of the full moon when the creature stirred, lifting its head and whining again. When the alpha growled back lowly in question the creature looked at him and whined again, ears back. The alpha moved towards him and nuzzled him, but the male still seemed upset, rising from the group and the whining getting louder, moving around in fear and concern.
It only increased, the creature getting more and more upset sniffing around, ignoring the alphas in his upset and fear. That was until things changed. He sensed minds, mortal minds and smelt human blood. “No!” he growled, the wolf beside him tensing as he too smelled and sensed it, growling angrily “how did THEY get here!?”
The creature stopped, rising on its hind legs and sniffing the air, ears back before they pricked forward.
Out of the trees across from them stepped three figures, females, young and innocent.
The one in front stood tall and strong, the other two, both identical to each other, behind her and their hands held firmly in hers, similar expressions on their faces as if they had nothing here to be afraid of. They walked forwards, into the clearing together, completely in sync and with mirrored expressions, looking like three little angels gliding across the clearing ready to guide a soul to heaven.
In his wolf form he blinked, then blinked again. He could sense his lifemates magic, pure and clean, innocent and so powerful, reaching out around her, combining with that of the other two girls, until the three of them seemed to be the center of a maelstrom. Slightly turning his head he saw the healer in his form’s eyes widen slightly then narrow. “Did you know about this? About their power?”
“No,” he answered, and he could FEEL the way he tried to restrain himself from running forward and catching up his twin children and sheltering them from ANYTHING that might endanger them “there is things I did in my past, things I regret in the persiut of knowledge in order to aid our people, but I had no idea anything like THIS would happen. It seems all it took was your lifemates magic to awaken the power born into my children.”
As they watched the girls moved closer. The creature saw them, looking up and seeing the child in front, letting out an obvious sound of happiness and hind end moving as if wagging an non-existent tail as he dashed forward towards them. Then stopped when it noticed the twins. He paused, frozen, then slowly, as if having just thought about it, started to growl, violently.
The healer tensed, ready to go to his children’s defense when a crack rang out in the clearing, cutting off the growl and in union with a word, one world, firm but strong and childish “NO!” The wolf creature fell back on it’s butt, stunned, as if the slap to the ‘cheek’ had truly hurt, watching her. After a few stunned seconds it whined, almost like it was saying “why did you do that for?!!”
Turning the child took the twins into her arms and said firmly “mine” who hugged her back.
The wolf creature obviously understood because the ears dropped and it’s body lowered towards the ground and it moved to start to slink away, glancing backwards sadly. What it DIDN’T expect, however, was the child to release the girls and move to his side, taking one of his clawed ‘pawshands’ and turning and guiding him around and back towards them. There she stopped directly in front of the other two and said firmly “pack. Ours” before releasing his ‘hand’ and moving back to their side.
The twins didn’t move.
Slowly the creature lowered down further towards the ground to their level so he could cautiously lean forward towards them.
They still didn’t move, or flinch.
Slowly the snout started to move, the muzzle moving as he went through a cautious initial sniff of their stomachs. When he wasn’t rejected or knocked away for this he moved closer, happier, and the twins giggled as he began to sniff them more thoroughly, snout bouncing from stomach to armpits to butt to neck to feet as he committed their scent to memory. Once he was happy with this he sniffed the child down again, confirming to himself she was unharmed and began to play with the three like the puppy he was.
Sometime during the play his lifemate and one of the twins pulled free and moved away, moving to their sides like they knew they were there. While Anya went to her father his lifemate went to his side. Both slid their little arms around their necks and whispered “come with us” to them, leading the two wolves towards the creature and child, his lifemate adding "don't be mad at HIM. He thinks we'e still there." As they arrived the creature eyed them but didn’t move in Anastasia’s arms.
“Pack” she said again firmly, letting the two male wolves and creature sniff each other. The creature sniffed the healer then the head turned to look at the twins and back and forth for a few seconds before turning to his lifemate. After sniffing her he turning back to him and after a thorough sniff growled threatening low in his throat at him. “NO!” she said again, sharply “MATE!” and put her arms around his neck again. The creature gave him what seemed to be a reluctant warning growl, then settled down.
“It seems that he smells more than just the scent” he sent to the healer “Perhaps because he is a creature of the supernatural he scents the bond of souls as well.”
Leaving the group his lifemate ended up bringing over the green eyed wolf and his pack as well until they were all in a big ‘puppy pile’ the girls in the center and obviously comfortable with their position.
While he had the creature there asleep the healer examined him. When he spoke his mental voice was frowning “this is not right. When he is human his DNA and genetics are balanced between human and wolf. They are almost in union with each other with the worse of the wolf aspects dormant. However NOW it is out of balance severely, so much so that wolf is in pain. The human aspect is conflicting so much so that it is understandable why it seeks to harm humans.”
“You think something about this conflict inside it is driving him to seek human death? Other than they are the cause of the isolation and lost pack in his youth?”
“That may have been part of it, but only a minor part. He previously mentioned shape-shifters. It is almost as if someone tried to create an artificial shape-shifter and either it failed.....”
“Or someone mutated it and tried to turn it into a weapon.”
“Exactly. If there was some way to balance the wolf and human, the wolf would not be compelled to attack and harm humans to try and equalize itself.”
He spoke, watching his lifemate curled up asleep with the twins and the creature, the wolves around and among them, feeling the moon making its way lower into the sky, knowing he would soon be human again and they would need to retire to sleep in Mother Earth’s embrace “Perhaps it can be an mutual exchange of information, we will be able to benefit each other.”
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