Harry sighed as Ben settled the last link into place and Harry smoothed it over. They had finally finished the device with the dampening spell built in. He just hoped that it would be strong enough for what he had in mind. He didn't want it to fail and yet he didn't want to test it and have to do the whole thing over again. They had tested each spell and component as they worked but not as a whole.

There was only so much of Ben Cooper he could deal with and that was days ago.

"Well," Ben announced with a big smile. "That was fun."

Harry snorted in amusement.

"My headaches say different," Harry muttered.

"I said I was sorry!" Ben yelped and Harry clapped a hand to his shoulder.

"No harm done," Harry said with a smile.

Harry picked up the small black cube, similar to the one he'd taken from the German Prisoner of War camp so long ago. They had based the spell of that one and the one from Severus's memory. It would contain and strengthen the spell they had cast into it, narrowing its range down to a small area which should boost its power.

"Well," Ben announced and got his feet. "I'm off."

Harry started.

"You're going now?" Harry asked.

"Sure," Ben replied. "Works done. See ya, Blake."

Ben gave him a grin before walking out the door. Harry was left sitting alone in the bronze circle of his classroom before snorting. Some things never changed as he held up the cube and looked it over as a glint came into his eyes. Now they just had to wait

xXx

"Hey, Dad."

Harry looked up from his dining table as Ry came through the door with a big grin. Severus looked over from his place in his armchair, where he'd been reading his book.

"So, I've been pardoned from the Auror program," Ry announced as he moved towards the table.

"What did you do, Potter?" Severus drawled as Harry just looked at him.

"The question should be, why are you smiling?" Harry amended and Ry's grin got bigger. "Now I can understand why you get nervous when I smile like that."

Ry barked a laugh, just as Albert came through the door with a big grin. Harry got a sinking feeling.

"He's mine now," Albert cried and clapped a hand to Ry's shoulder and the boy staggered slightly.

Harry paled and felt a slight chill as he looked at the two.

"Explain," Severus said smoothly, his tone deadly.

"You have taken him as your apprentice," Harry whispered.

"Ja!" Albert answered.

"I got tested yesterday," Ry said proudly as he looked at him. "They said that I could do very well with healing magic."

"Kingsley called me, of course." Albert cried with a grin.

Harry didn't know what to think, the differences between them couldn't be clearer than in that moment. He was stuck speechless and he was sure he had a dumbfounded look in his face.

"Dad?" Ry asked softly, when he didn't say anything.

"Sorry," Harry cried and jumped to his feet and took his son in a hug. "Just shocked me there for a second."

Albert barked a laugh and clapped a hand to his shoulder.

"Well worth it then!" Albert said loudly. "We should have done this earlier, Ry!"

"You do realise that you have to deal with Albert," Harry whispered in Ry's ear.

Ry barked a laugh and pushed him back.

"I am an adult," Ry told him with a smirk.

Harry looked him over and quirked a smile.

"I suppose you are," Harry conceded. "Should I start calling you Harry now?"

Harry pulled back with a laugh as Ry lashed out with his fist towards his shoulder. Severus snorted from his place as Albert smiled widely, like the cat that got the cream.

"My little Harry," Harry laughed. "All grown up!"

"Dad!"

xXx

Harry looked up when Dracka crashed through his door out of breath.

"We have to move now," Dracka said quickly. "Call in your teams."

Dracka went to run back out.

"Stop!" Harry ordered sharply and the vampire stopped. "Come here."

"We don't have time!" Dracka snapped.

"Get over here!" Harry snapped back.

Dracka moved over and Harry picked up a small cloth bag. He then reached up and touched on the pendant that he'd been wearing and it appeared as he cut through the charm hiding it.

"What's that?" Dracka asked in interest.

"Turn around," Harry ordered.

Dracka did as he was ordered and Harry untied the cord. He slipped the pendent into the bag and tapped his wand to it and it shrunk to fit perfectly before he placed it around Dracka's neck. The vampire shivered slightly as Harry tied it into place and tapped his wand to it. The knot disappeared just leaving a circle of leather cord with the small silver pendant in the tight cloth bag. It sat against Dracka's skin, the cloth giving him protection as the pendant sat low on his neck and couldn't slip over his head.

Dracka turned back around and touched his fingers to the cloth and Harry knew he was feeling the light magic that he'd been feeding into it.

"I'll need one week a year to recharge it," Harry told him. "Now go."

"Blake, what-" Dracka went to say.

"You know what it is," Harry snapped. "Now, go. I have people to call."

Dracka nodded sharply as Harry pulled his phone and Dracka dashed out of the door. Simpson had resurfaced, this was the chance they had been waiting for. They need to work and fast.

xXx

Harry looked around the room, packed with people and was reminded of before Voldemort fell as his eyes roamed over everyone.

"We have him contained here," Dracka reported as he pointed out the place on the map, not far from London. "He has a force with him but we have managed to hold in the warehouse across the road and have wards in place, thanks to the goblins and Gringotts."

"Why is he still here?" Minister Rufus Scrimgeour growled.

"We closed the borders to him," Conner replied and the French minister nodded. "Blake was able to give us a sample of his magic from his wand as soon as he left German we closed the Border."

"And made him our problem," Scrimgeour rumbled.

"He was always going to come back here," Harry spoke up and Scrimgeour glared over to him. "We were cutting off his options and closing the net around him. Isolating him to one country."

"Since he is after you," Scrimgeour growled and a few people tensed.

"Correct," Harry replied blandly. "I have something he wants but that is not why we are here."

"We are here," Dracka snapped. "To take him down while we can. I have the Council in place and we are holding. We need to move and quickly."

"We need to plan," Miller countered as he stood and Harry could see this going downhill quickly.

"Enough," Harry hissed as he got to his own feet and placed the black cube that Ben and him had been working on. "We have plans. We have not been sitting idle. Those plans are already coming together."

Miller looked him over before picking up the cube in interest.

"What do you have in mind, Blake?" Dylan questioned, silencing the whispers around them.

"We need to hold at the warehouse and move in on hotel that he's held up in," Harry laid out as Dracka and Miller took a seat and the man passed over the cube. "This is the key. I need Miller and his team while Dracka and everyone else distracts, what support he still holds, and hold the gap in the wards."

"We have his numbers," Dracka added. "This is our best chance but we have to move quickly."

"As you have said, vampire." Dylan growled and Dracka flashed his fangs at the man. "Talk fast, we don't want any mistakes because we acted without considering everything."

Dracka gave him a leer before turning to the board next to him and quickly ran through their plans. Harry sat back in his seat and Severus laid his hand on his knee. Harry turned to him and gave him a small smile; the man looked a little pale but there was hardness in his eyes. They were ready, more time would have been better but they were ready. It was time to end this.

xXx

Severus looked down at the gun in his hand and carefully loaded it. Three months ago, he wouldn't have known what he was doing, now was a different story. He still didn't like the things but at least he could handle the muggle weapon.

"Good thing that aiming a wand is similar to aiming a gun," Blake remarked as he got dressed. "Makes it easier when you have duelling talent for those skills to come through in handling a gun."

"So not natural talent?" Severus drawled and Blake gave him a grin.

"That too," Blake added. "Miller was very impressed."

Severus placed the gun down and clipped his belt around his waist before placing the gun into the holster and adjusting it until it sat right. It felt a little odd but as he placed his wand into the holster before the gun.

"Did you want a vest?" Blake asked and held the flak vest up. "It might limit your movements since you aren't used to it? Or I have a dragon hide one here somewhere."

"It's fine Blake," Severus replied evenly. "I'm sure that Dracka will make sure that I'm kept wrapped in bubble wrap."

Blake barked a laugh and moved over to him. Severus opened his arms and the man fell into him. Severus could feel the hardness of the flak vest under his shirt and his sword hilt. Blake was dressed for battle and it worried him. He Held the other man close before stepping back and looking him over. He stood evenly on his feet after taking a few potions to help him and with the glint in his green eyes made him look even younger than normal.

Blake gave him a grin before taking another step back and adjusting his belt. He had his sword and knife on one side and his gun and wands on the other. He patted his pockets down and grabbed up a bag that was sitting on the floor before turning back to Severus.

"Ready?" Blake asked with a challenge in his voice.

"Do you think that Simpson will wait if I'm not?" Severus drawled with sarcasm in his voice.

"Let's go ask him," Blake replied with a lopsided grin.

xXx

Harry could feel Simpson's dark magic the second that the portkey spat them out and Severus grabbed his shoulder as he stumbled. He gave him a nod and looked at the dozen or so goblins with Bill and a few other curse breakers. They held the wards around the warehouse and hotel. Their light power battling against Simpson's dark magic. The combined light magic of the goblins keeping him contained. Simpson would have no other option but to fight his way out.

"You better hurry up, Sun." Goldsmith snapped at him as he moved away from the other goblins. "He's strong for a Dark Lord and he's been pushing against us. We'll only be able to hold it for a few more hours."

"Thank you," Harry offered and the goblin looked him over with a sneer.

"You owe us," Goldsmith said gruffly and Harry nodded.

"I'll settle the bill later," Harry commented. "When the Veela arrive, I'll have them back you up."

Goldsmith gave him a sharp nod before walking back to his men.

They moved with the group through the gap in the wards and Harry could feel the dark magic intensify as they moved into the warehouse. They held this area and Dracka and his men would hold it while Harry and his team moved on Simpson. The Ministry were on back up and were holding the area outside the wards to stop them from being blindsided.

"We'll hold here," Dracka announced and clapped a hand to his shoulder. "Good luck."

Harry gave him a nod then found himself in Severus's arms. He started since the man didn't like public displays as he held him tight.

"Try not to die," Severus whispered in his ear.

Harry held him tighter before stepping back and looking him over. He gave him a sharp nod before turning to Dracka.

"Keep him safe," Harry ordered and Severus gave him a glare.

Dracka pulled him into a hug before holding him at arm's length. Harry's eyes were drawn to the pendant around his neck.

"I only just gave you that," Harry remarked with a smirk. "Don't make me have to take it off you."

Dracka gave him a leer.

"I'll keep him safe," Dracka said and released him. "Come on, Severus."

"I am not a dog," Severus hissed but followed after the vampire.

Harry gave them a grin before turning to Miller.

"Let's gear up," Harry ordered as his eyes harden and he set his mind on what was to come.

xXx

Harry looked over the map of the hotel with Miller by his side. Dracka would be working with the Council on holding the area while Harry, Miller and the Department moved on the hotel. They had the area secure but with a Dark Lord that could change very quickly.

"The veela are holding the hotel," Miller reported. "They have thrown up a light magic ring around it which is being backed by the goblins. Its just a bugger with the sunlight that we can't use vampires to storm the place. He does have vampires with him inside the building."

Harry looked the map over. They would be working up the floors, one by one and he was expecting the vampires in be in the first floor.

"Blake!"

Harry turned to see the Weasley twins grinning at him and Miller groaned at the box in their hands.

"Wait until you see what we have for you," Fred cried.

"Those vampires won't know what's coming," George added.

"Just don't tell Mum that we are here."

"Even if Bill is helping the goblins."

"He gets away with calling it work!"

Harry gave them a wide grin as he took the box from Fred.

"Is this coming out of the Department budget?" Miler asked.

"Nah," Harry replied and he pulled out a few glass balls and carefully placed them into his pocket. "Out of the Sun vaults this time."

"Never ending gold in there," George added. "Though I hear the Potter vaults are just as impressive."

"You didn't nick anything while you were there?" Harry asked as he looked at the twins and they gave him an innocent grin and he groaned. "Good thing I keep the better stuff in a different vault. Run this box over to Dracka and explain what is in here."

"Yes, sir!" The twins shouted and hurried off.

"They are going on the watch list," Miller muttered and Harry laughed. "Right next to your name."

"Ha!" Harry cried and clapped a hand to Miller's shoulder. "Let's go."

xXx

Dracka tensed and could feel the demon coming forward in his mind as he picked up the scent of a veela. The sight of the blonde woman in a sky-blue dress had him growling lowly in his throat. Severus started next to him and looked over. A touch of dark magic brushed against him and Dracka turned to Severus sharply. He shivered at the look in Severus's eyes and grabbed his arm.

"The veela bitch," Severus hissed.

"Pull it back, Severus." Dracka snapped. "Or you will do something you will regret. The dark magic around here is already pushing on people. Don't add yours to the mix."

Severus was tense under his hand and Dracka could understand. He turned back to the veelas just as Bella looked over and smiled. Dracka could feel Severus's dark magic increase at that look before Bella moved away with five other veela. Dracka tightened his hold on Severus as the man stepped forward.

"Severus!" Dracka snapped.

Severus started and his dark eyes locked on Dracka.

"We need them to hold Simpson," Dracka repeated what they already knew. "We need to hold here."

Severus nodded sharply and he felt the man's magic settled as Severus took a deep breath. Dracka didn't release him until the feeling of the man's dark magic disappeared. Simpson's magic was still on the air and it was making everyone on edge which was what Simpson was hoping for. He was hoping his dark magic would turns allies against each other.

"Hey, Mr Dracka!"

Dracka groaned at the voice and looked over to see the Weasley twins grinning at them.

xXx

Harry looked over at Bella and the veela holding the light magic around the hotel. Miller was beside him as the feeling of Simpson's dark magic sat on his shoulders and teased at his doubts. Seeing Bella wasn't helping and he had to take a deep breath to centre himself.

"Right there?" Miller asked with his team behind him.

"Yes," Harry replied and pulled out one of Dracka's message stones.

They moved over to the veelas and Bella gave him a smile that had his stomach twisting.

"Blake," Bella greeted. "How are you, my love?"

"Can you hold the circle?" Harry asked roughly.

"Of course," Bella purred and stepped forward.

Harry snarled and flicked out with his dark magic and Bella stepped back sharply. A few veela looked over but didn't move when they saw him. A smile curved up the vaala's face and she gave him a nod of respect.

"Then hold it," Harry snapped, his eyes flashing. "Miller, his team and I will be moving on Simpson. Dracka is holding the gap in the wards. Anyone trying to flee from the hotel, take them down."

Bella smiled and flared out her leathery wings and Miller stepped back sharply as the woman morphed in front of them. Showing the beast under her skin and Harry flared his dark magic again in a protection around his team as Bella showed her power.

Bella's face twisted up in a grin that sent a shiver down Harry's back. She turned to the rest of the veela and light magic whipped up in a storm around the building. Harry let his dark magic settle around Miller and his team as they moved into place.

"Robbie," Harry ordered.

The young man moved forward with his favourite toy and knelt down

"Let me get into place before you fire," Harry ordered. "Miller, get ready."

Harry looked down at the message stone in his hand.

'Veela in place and they have whipped up a storm,' Harry thought and it came up on the stone. 'We are in place, do you have back up ready?'

'Yes,' Came back from Dracka. 'Giants have been sighted and heading towards us.'

'Confirm,' Harry sent back. 'Breaching in five. Be ready for a loud bang. Bella is under orders to take down anyone exiting the building.'

'Except you and your team I hope.'

'Yes,' Harry confirmed. 'Good luck.'

'Stay safe, Blake.'

Harry slipped the stone back into his pocket and took in the sight of the hotel. It was a solid building, four floors high and Harry knew that Simpson had already cleared out all the muggles and it was only people loyal to him there. The building had a clearway on one side and an alley on the other. There were veela on both sides of the building keeping them contained by their storm of magic.

They had built up a wall across the street to give them cover and Harry moved to the side of it and into place. They would still have to expose themselves to get to the front of the building with the empty street before them. Harry had to make sure that they weren't sitting ducks when they did.

Harry pulled out a ball and threw it towards the building with a slight boost of magic. It clattered off the building and Harry pulled out another ball and threw it. It hit the other side of the doorway and Harry focused as he pulled both his wands. He connected to the two balls and opened up a tunnel towards the front doors through the storm of light magic.

"Bella curve the magic up," Harry called and he felt the light magic shift.

He tied the spell down into the earth as the light magic kept everything contained. Harry could see people moving in the building and knew it would just be a matter of time until they launched their attack. Harry tapped his wand to one of the glass balls from the Weasley twins and linked up with it.

"Robbie," Harry called. "Open our way up."

Robbie grinned like an idiot before a whine filled the air and Harry held the spell. The rocket launcher blew the door apart and Harry slipped out from cover and threw the glass ball before slipping back behind cover. The ball clicked as it sailed through the now open area that had once been a door.

Suddenly a roar of a giant split the air but Harry couldn't focus on anything else but the glass ball as it rolled into the building and Harry activated it. Sunlight flashed from inside the building and he heard screams split the air.

"Robbie," Harry called and he let loose again.

The ground shook as the shell hit and Harry was sure that wasn't the only reason as a roar sounded out. He had to focus completely on what he was doing but it didn't stop his gut from clenching in concern for his friends and lover.

"Bella hold," Harry called.

"Go," Bella called back with a snarl. "We'll hold as long as we can before falling back."

Harry nodded and threw the next ball towards the building as he rushed forward with Miller and his team behind him.

xXx

Dracka snarled as he swung his sword into the vampire before him and pushed forward as the roar of a giant rang out. Simpson's men had worked out that they held the only way out of the wards and they were under fire. He held his wand in one hand as he pushed forward and drove man into the sunlight. The man yelled and grabbed his arm and with a tug they both went down. Sunlight falling over him.

"Dracka!" Severus yelled.

Dracka brought his elbow up into the screaming vampire's face. The man's skin was already blackening from the light and Dracka jumped back to his feet and drove his sword into the vampire's throat. The scream cut off and Dracka quickly finished the kill before looking over to Severus.

The wizard stood in shock as he looked at him and Dracka gave him a leer.

Suddenly a gunshot rang out and Severus grunted and fell to one knee. Dracka jumped towards him and he brought up his wand and pulled up a shield as his eyes darted around. He quickly fell to his knees and grabbed Severus's shoulder.

"Severus," Dracka hissed then hissed again as the wizard grabbed his arm and quickly placed the flat of his silver blade to his arm. "Oi!"

Dracka pulled his arm back as the smell of burnt flesh touched their noses and the vampire pulled back.

"Just checking," Severus gasped as he grabbed his side and a different smell touched him.

"Come on, up." Dracka ordered as another shot hit his shield. "Fall back!"

The men around them fell back to the warehouse as Dracka helped Severus to his feet. Everyone paused as dark magic rolled over them and Dracka growled as the demon came forward in his mind and with the smell of blood on the air. He couldn't hold himself back from leaning close to Severus and sniffing his neck and the wizard tensed.

"Rolf!" Severus snapped sharply and Dracka pulled back quickly.

"Sorry," Dracka muttered.

They made it through the door just as an explosion ripped through the street. Dracka pushed Severus to the ground as the windows exploded in a shower of glass and steel. Dracka hissed as a steel bar smashed into his back and Severus groaned in pain under him.

Their ears were ringing as Dracka rolled to the side and looked over at the mess of the front of the building. He cursed before jumping to his feet.

"Form up!" Dracka yelled. "Get shields in place. Move!"

Dracka knelt down beside Severus as Kingsley started yelling and getting everyone moving and into place. They had called in the Aurors once Simpson's forces focused on them.

Severus groaned as he rolled over and Dracka looked at him in concern as he pushed the demon to the side. He could see the blood on his shirt and he carefully pushed the fabric up. Severus suddenly chuckled and Dracka looked up and locked eyes with him.

"Damn," Severus muttered. "Blake was right, should have taken the bloody vest."

Dracka gave him a grin and helped him sit up.

"It's annoying isn't it?" Dracka questioned and the two men shared a look.

xXx

Harry crouched down next to Sarah in the hallway with his gun in his hand and the bulletproof vest heavy on his chest. He waited for the signal from Miller further ahead of them in the hallway. Miller gave the signal and Sarah and Harry moved forward quickly and Miller moved to the next hallway corner. He glanced around the corner quickly and held up two fingers and pointed left and right.

Harry moved up to the man while Sarah stayed where she was. Harry dropped to the floor next to Miler as the man stood up a gun his own hand. Miller held his hand down beside him with three, two, one fingers down. Then a fist and Harry moved out and shot the one on the left as Miller took the one out on the right. Miller gave the signal and Sarah moved forward to hold. Miller hurried forward and Harry waited where he was.

A man ran around the corner and Harry shot him down as Miller hugged the wall and came up to the corner. He signalled Harry forward and he ran silently towards Miller. The man crouched down and glanced around the corner quickly before gunshots sounded and shot up the wall before them.

Miller signalled four men. Two up and two down. Harry nodded. He pulled a pin on a canister and threw it down the corridor. Shouting and shooting sounded then a bright light lit up the hallway. Harry ducked out and took down two men while they held their heads and miller took the other two.

There was a door a head of them and Harry signalled Miller back and gave him the hold signal. The man nodded and slipped back around the corner leaving Harry alone in the hallway. He moved to the door and crouched down. He could feel the dark magic on the other side of the door and just hoped the man was alone. Going off his luck so far, he wouldn't put money on it.

He reached up and twisted the door handle but didn't push it open. He crouched as low as he could and pushed the door open. Gunfire sounded and he held his hands over his head as pieces of plaster and wood rained down on him. He waited for a paused before slipping to the side and taking out two men before pulling back. He threw up a shield over himself as dark magic rolled down the hallway.

He had to get close to the man for his plan to work. He crouched down with his hands over his head as his shield held as the magic pushed at him. The magic eased off and Harry quickly twisted and took out two more men before pulling back again. His shield cracked under the pressure this time as the magic blasted down the hallway. He couldn't keep this up.

There were three more men and Simpson in the room. Harry pulled another canister out of his vest and pulled the pin and waited. When the magic lessened enough he threw the canister into the room and quickly followed as smoke poured from the small device.

Harry kept close to the ground and fired where he thought the men were until the gun ran dry and he slipped another clip into it as he moved. He kept the wall at his back as he slipped a mask over his face. A man appeared in front of him and he quickly stood. The man turned towards him and lashed out moving faster than a human would. Harry grunted as the man's fist hit his left side and he turned with the hit and pulled a knife in his left and swiped at the man's face forcing him back.

The smoke making it hard for the man to see as Harry pushed forward and tackled him quickly to the ground. He plunged the knife between his ribs but the man just grinned and smashed his fist into Harry's head as his eyes burned red. Harry silently cursed and rolled, with so much dark magic around he hadn't picked up the magic of a vampire. He quickly pulled the device with the damping spell from his pocket and pressed the button and dropped it.

He had about ten minutes until the spell would activate. He moved to the left and suddenly the smoke was gone as Simpson cast a spell. Harry quickly shot down one of the men before dropping behind a lounge in the room and gunfire sounded in the room. Harry crawled and quickly rolled behind the next lounge making his way around the room as Simpson just stood there. An arrogant smile on his face.

Harry glanced around the lounge he was behind. The vampire stood to Simpson's left with Harry's knife in his hand with a cloth around the hilt.

"Stop," Simpson ordered and the other man stopped shooting. "You can't kill him anyway. Can they, Mr Sun?"

Harry just tried to calm his breathing as he laid on his stomach behind the lounge. Everyone else should be in place by now, ready for Harry to make his move.

"Come now, Mr Sun." Simpson called and Harry felt a shiver run down his back. "We are all friends here."

"You have a strange concept of friendship," Harry called and moved quickly but no gunshots fired.

Suddenly dark magic smashed into him crushing him to the floor and he groaned. He felt the pressure not only on his body but his mind. He tried to push up on the magic as the breath left his lungs.

He was picked up and thrown towards the wall and his back collided painfully. He grunted before his eyes widened and he brought up a shield quickly as the lounge followed him. He dropped to the ground in pain as Simpson released the spell and tried to crawl forward but the vampire grabbed him by the back of the shirt and hulled him off the ground.

He tried to twist to the side but the man just calmly smashed a knee into his side. Harry gasped as the breath was forced from his lungs and the vest took some on the hit. The vampire threw him at Simpson's feet and Harry scrambled to his feet until the vampire punched him in the ribs and Harry dropped again.

He gasped in pain and could feel at least one broken rib as he tried to breath. He struggled to his knees, his head swimming and looked up at Simpson.

"You have fight in you," Simpson remarked calmly, then smashed a fist into the side of Harry's head.

Harry went down, his head ringing and the vampire pulled him back up into a kneeling position. Harry could feel blood running down the side of his face as he looked up at Simpson and felt the dark magic in the back of his mind and then it was gone.

Simpson paled and looked around.

"Now!" Harry yelled and ripped himself from the Vampire's grip.

Harry quickly covered his head as he lay on the floor as gunshots sounded in the room. He grunted as a bullet grazed him in the left arm before silence rained again and he peered up to see Miler and his team in the doorway. Harry quickly pulled a small gun from his pants and struggled to his knees.

Simpson was still standing but he was wide eyed and Harry could only faintly feel dark magic from the man. The spell had worked but couldn't damper the magic completely as Harry had hoped it would. Harry could only just feel his own magic as he stumbled to his feet and held the gun out, his hand shaking slightly.

"Are you going to shoot me!" Simpson yelled. "I can still crush you!"

Dark magic crashed down on Harry, forcing him to his knees and he quickly grabbed the gun in two hands and fired. The silver bullet hit the man straight in the forehead and he just looked at Harry in shock until he fell limply to the ground. The dark magic disappeared from Harry's shoulders.

Harry quickly scrambled forward and used his own blood to draw a circle around Simpson. Miller stepped forward and smashed the magic damping device with the butt of his gun. Magic flooded back to Harry and he quickly activated the protection circle.

Dark mist flew out of Simpson's body and smashed into the barrier.

"Back!" Harry ordered.

Sweat and blood mixed on Harry's brow as he held the spell and he quickly pulled his wand. He placed the tip of his wand to the circle.

"Fugam vertere!" Harry cast quickly and the dark magic screamed.

The barrier held for a few seconds before it shattered under the strain. Harry was picked up and thrown across the room again with everyone else. He smashed into the wall and slid down in a heap, unable to move as he just panted. His eyes slipped closed.

He felt someone crouch down next to him and grab his shoulder.

"Blake!"

Someone was shaking his shoulder and Harry groaned, his body just pain as the Hallows burned.

"Up, soldier!"

Harry couldn't move, he could hear gunshots in the distance but it meant nothing to him. His head swum and his body burned.

"Get him out!"

He felt hands on him then the floor was moving and pain flared through him. He groaned as his arms were pulled up and he was slung between two people.

He hung limply, his magic spent as the Hallows raged, taking over completely.

"Hold! Blake, are you with us!"

Harry just tried to breath as fingers rested on his throat.

"He's alive. We need to move."

He could hear gunfire getting closer or he was moving closer to the noise, he wasn't sure. He groaned as the people holding him dropped him to the ground. He could hear fighting.

"Blake! Hold on!"

Harry tried to turn his head but didn't have the energy. He closed his eyes.

"Blake!"

He started, someone was yelling and shaking him.

He could faintly feel the Hallows in his veins as a warm heat. He looked up into Miller's pale face and could hear gunfire. He had no idea where he was.

"There's fighting ahead." Miller reported quickly. "Our forces are being flanked. We can't get back across the street to the warehouse."

Harry tried to roll to his feet but only managed to get his hands and knees under him, his back burning. He looked up. They were behind a wall and he could hear fighting on the other side. They were outside the hotel.

"How many?" Harry gasped.

"About a dozen." Miller replied. "Can you do anything?"

Harry dived into his core and could feel light magic at his fingertips but his dark magic was low.

"Give me cover," Harry muttered and put his back to the wall, his vision swimming.

Miller looked down at him, unsure.

"Are you up to it?" Miller asked.

"No," Harry replied. "But I have to. Severus and Dracka are out there."

Miller nodded and Harry carefully pulled himself into position. His body protesting every step of the way with his legs feeling numb in contrast to his back burning. He crawled along the wall until he came to the end and peeked around the corner quickly. They were behind Simpson's men and they were firing on Severus, Dracka and their forces that were across the street. Rage flowed through Harry, giving him strength he didn't have before.

He pulled in his light magic and felt the hair rise on his arms. The Hallows pushed away from the light and pain flooded in, making Harry panted at the effort. He looked over to Miller and he looked back in concern. Harry nodded his head and Miller started firing his gun drawing the attention of the people in front of him. Harry rolled and released the light magic at his fingertips.

The magic smashed into the force before him. Men and women screamed as the magic rolled over them. Harry lost control of it and felt himself hit the ground as the sound of fighting slipped away from him.

"Blake!"

Hands were on him, shaking him.

"Blake! Come on! Blake!"

Hands were grabbing him, pulling at him but he couldn't see anything or feel anything. His world was tunnelling down as people yelled around him. He just hoped it was enough.

xXx

Severus ducked down holding his side, his eyes wide as he looked over at Dracka. The light magic still swirling around outside and it was out of control.

"That has to be Blake," Severus hissed.

"It's out of control, Severus!" Dracka gasped. "He wouldn't lose control like that!"

Severus paled as he held position, guns and wands ready just in case. The light magic started to fade then he heard a shout and his blood froze. He looked over to Dracka.

They quickly looked over the lip of the shot-out windows and looked at the damage to the street around them. It was like a storm had rolled through and thrown everything out of the way, not caring if it was people or not.

"Holy shit," Dracka swore as he looked around.

"Light magic can do that?" Severus whispered then his eyes locked on something and he paled. "That's Miller."

Dracka looked over and saw the man crouched over something on the ground. Dracka quickly shot through the window as he ran, keeping his magic ready as he held his wand in his right hand. Miller looked up in alarm then relaxed when he saw Dracka.

Blake was curled up on his side, very pale and his eyes were just slits. He was completely limp as blood from a gash on his head, slowly made its way down his forehead. Dracka quickly checked his pulse and could feel one but his cold skin concerned him.

"Cover us," Dracka hissed at Miller as Severus fell to his knees next to him and reached a hand out.

"Blake!" Severus cried and shook the man's shoulder.

The man was just limp and Dracka tried to reach out for the man's magic but even that was faint.

"He must have used everything he had," Dracka hissed. "Blake, can you hear us?"

"Is he out?" Miller asked. "He was like that when we were bringing him down. The spell he cast over Simpson shattered throwing us back, he was the closest."

"I don't think he is out," Dracka replied. "Blake!"

Blake groaned softly as Dracka shook him again.

"We have to move," Miller ordered.

"Yes," Dracka agreed.

Miller moved back and between Dracka and Miller they got Blake up. The man hung limply between them as Severus held his side. They made it across the street to the rest of their forces.

"Retreat," Miller ordered and a runner ran off quickly.

Everyone would fall back to beyond the wards to apparate or portkey out.

"Severus, how's your side?" Dracka asked to the pale man.

"I'm fine," Severus said quickly, his eyes locked on Blake's form.

"Here," Miller offered and passed him a gun.

Severus flicked the safety off and Miller gave him a nod. They moved through the house following the others. They heard a roar outside of a giant and the ground shook. Blake moved slightly in their hold at the noise.

"Blake?" Dracka asked quietly but the man had gone limp again.

Suddenly someone ran around the corner, gun up and Severus shot him down. Dracka flinched at the loud noise and they kept going. Blake slowing them down slightly as they moved. They made it out onto the street and quickly dashed for the wards. A gunshot had them dropping and Severus quickly fired towards where the shot had come from. Dracka and Miller moved forward as Severus covered them.

"Severus, hurry up," Dracka hissed.

Severus quickly shot off three rounds before running towards them. He crashed into them and Dracka quickly activated the portkey as he grabbed Severus's arm.

They all went sprawling as they landed on the grounds of Hogwarts. Miller quickly jumped to his feet looking around as Severus crawled towards Blake. Dracka untangled himself from the other man and rolled him onto his back.

His eyes were closed and Dracka pressed his fingers to the man's throat. His pulse was there but it was faint and so was the magic as it pulsed under his skin. Dracka turned to Severus and pushed the man's shirt to the side and looked at the gunshot wound in his side. Blood had soaked into the top of his pants.

"It's through and through," Dracka commented.

"Is that good?" Severus asked looking pale as a nurse moved towards them.

"Means they don't have to go digging around in there," Dracka answered.

Miller snorted as he kneeled down next to them and held a hand to Blake's throat. A nurse moved in and moved to Severus first and ran a wand over him before focusing on the wound. Miller paled, if the nurse was going to Severus first, then it was because she thought Blake wouldn't make it.

He looked up at the vampire and Dracka flashed his fangs at him. He paled even more as the nurse worked on Severus, why were they not getting the nurse to focus on Blake?

"He'll be fine," Dracka offered softly.

Miller just looked up at him with large eyes.

"It doesn't look good," Miller replied softly.

"He'll be fine," Dracka reassured and reached out and grabbed the man's shoulder in an iron grip. "Welcome to the club."

Miller just stared at him until Blake groaned.

"Holy crap," The nurse swore, looking over.

"Keep working on Severus," Dracka snapped, his eyes shining red.

"What are you doing!" Miller snapped as he looked down at Blake.

Slitted green eyes looked up at him and he shivered.

"We have to help him!" Miller cried and tried to pull away from the vampire.

"Just relax, Miller." Dracka snapped.

The nurse finished with Severus and rushed over to Blake and ran her wand down his body.

"This is more than I can deal with," She said quietly.

"Just do what you can," Dracka replied as Severus knelt next to him and picked up Blake's hand in his.

"But-"

"Do it," Dracka growled, the nurse flinched back from Dracka's red eyes.

She quickly nodded and set to work healing what she could. Blake's slitted eyes watching her work. Dracka released Miller and the man sat back and just stared at them

"You might want to see to your men," Dracka suggested. "Blake will want to see you once he is up."

The nurse looked up with wide eyes but went back to her work when Dracka flashed his fangs at her. Miller looked between them all, looking pale before nodding and hurrying away. They still had work to do but at least Simpson was out of the picture.

"I think you scared him," Severus commented softly.

Dracka just grinned at him while they waited. Severus sat down and downed a couple of potions before taking Blake's hand again. Neither man knowing if they had won or not as they looked at Blake's still body.

xXx

Harry woke to pain zapping down his back and a ringing in his ears. He curled up on his side to try and ease the throbbing. He could feel a hand on his shoulder.

"Blake?"

"Yea'," Harry slurred.

"Are you in pain?"

"Just a bit."

He drifted after that, whether there was an answer or not he wasn't sure. He came back to a hand curled around his and soft music playing somewhere. He was still curled up on his side and his back was stiff but not as sore. He tried to uncurl but pain exploded in his back and he instinctively tightened his hold on the hand in his.

"Dad?"

Harry started at the soft voice before he was floating away again. When he became aware he could hear soft voices around him.

"…Should have…"

"…Too long…"

"We still don't…"

"…Wake up…"

"…Blake…"

Harry jolted slightly at his name and pain shot down his back and he groaned. The voices stopped then he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Blake?"

Harry blinked open eyes to see Severus peering at him in concern.

"Hey," Severus greeted softly.

Harry closed his eyes again.

"Blake!"

He opened his eyes to see Dracka looking at him this time, holding his hand.

"You with us?" Dracka asked and gave him a small smile. "You've been in and out for a while. Even Albert's yelling couldn't wake you."

Harry tightened his hold on Dracka's hand, only just faintly feeling the Hallows in his blood. He tried to uncurl again but the pain stopped him and he shut his eyes and Dracka tightened his hold on his hand.

"Just relax," Dracka encouraged. "You hit your back very hard from reports. We rounded up the rest of Simpson's supporters. We have his body as well."

"Send to States," Harry whispered.

"You want us to send his body to America?" Dracka asked in surprise.

"Yes," Harry agreed. "Told them…"

He trailed off as the darkness started to gather again.

"We need to know if your spell worked…Blake!" Dracka said quickly.

Darkness closed over Harry and he could faintly hear Dracka calling his name.

Harry woke slowly this time, his back throbbing. He was still curled up on his side with Ry asleep in the chair next to him. The boy was sprawled out with a book next to him and Harry was sure that he couldn't be comfortable.

"Ry," Harry whispered and the boy started.

Ry looked around until focusing on him and fell to his knees next to bed and rested a hand on his shoulder.

"Dad?" Ry asked softly.

"Hey," Harry whispered.

"Oh god, you're okay." Ry cried.

"Aren't I always?" Harry asked softly.

Ry snorted a laugh but it didn't reach his eyes.

"I should get Snape," Ry said quietly. "But we need to know if the spell worked?"

Harry frowned.

"Which spell?" Harry whispered.

"The one you were going to use on Simpson, Dad." Ry explained quickly.

Harry tried to think back, he remembered shooting him and casting the protection spell then darkness and pain. A hand on his shoulder made him look up at Ry, the boy looked concerned.

"Do you remember?" Ry questioned. "I should get Snape."

Harry tried to focus on the boy but his mind was drifting again.

"Blake?"

Harry blinked his eyes open to see Severus kneeling next to the bed with his hand resting on his shoulder. Ry stood behind him.

"Hey," Harry greeted.

Severus rubbed his shoulder softly and Harry relaxed back. He shifted slightly, his back aching but feeling a lot better.

"You hit your head and back hard," Severus explained and Harry got the feeling that it wasn't the first time he'd been told that. "You have been in and out for a while now."

Harry nodded slightly, He could feel the pain in his head and back. He slowly uncurled and straightened his legs with a wince.

"Just relax, Blake." Severus offered. "Can you look at me?"

Harry looked up at him at the words and he felt Severus gently brush against his mind. He frowned but lowered his shields, trusting Severus. He sat back in his mind as Severus gently touched his memories. Harry stepped further back giving Severus access to what he wanted to know. What was so important that he would ask for permission to enter his mind?

Severus brushed against him lightly and Harry floated slightly before darkness crept in again, sending him down.

xXx

Severus sighed as Blake passed out once again, it concerned him the lack of fight in him. The man just calmly stepped to the side, leaving his mind open but Severus could feel the trust he had in him as he pulled up the memory they needed. He could have looked at anything in his mind but he just focused on the one they needed an answer to.

"I think the spell worked," Severus reported as he looked down at his lover.

He ran a gentle hand over his head.

"Why is he still passing out?" Ry asked.

"I don't know," Severus replied. "The head wound was bad and his back is a mess but he should have been more aware than he is."

"It's been over a week, Snape." Ry pointed out. "He hasn't even been given sleeping potions."

Severus ran a hand over his head but didn't voice his concerns.

"Severus?" Ry questioned.

"His magic reserves are very low," Severus answered. "His light magic isn't even showing up. He lost control of it, Ry."

"He never loses control of his magic," Ry uttered in shock. "I've never seen him lose control."

"He did," Severus stated.

"Can we do anything?" Ry asked. "I could make a connection with him like we did after Voldemort was killed."

Severus sighed tiredly as he rubbed his face.

"I'm not sure he would be able to grab it," Severus mused. "You don't hold any of his magic."

"But we are the same person."

"I'm not sure you are anymore."

"What do you mean?" Ry asked with a frown. "We were born the same person."

"Magic has a way of changing," Severus remarked, quoting Blake. "Of making a life for itself."

"That sounds like dad," Ry stated with a smile.

"Yes, yes it does." Severus agreed. "We'll give him more time and if he doesn't improve, we'll try to form a connection."

Ry placed a hand on Severus's shoulder in comfort before moving back to the chair and picking up his book. Severus just sat on the floor and held Blake's hand in his. His concern a cold ball in his stomach. The Hallows didn't heal the snake bite and Severus wondered what else it wouldn't heal.

xXx

"Has he improved?" Dracka asked as he sat in the chair next to Severus at the table in Blake's rooms.

"Not as much as I wish he would," Severus answered. "As far as I could tell from his memory, the spell worked on Simpson but he got caught in the backlash."

"He let you look at his memory?" Dracka asked in surprise.

"He just stepped to the side," Severus whispered, looking down into his coffee. "He just left his mind open to me."

"He's going to be okay, Severus." Dracka said with conviction.

"There was no fight in him Dracka," Severus uttered as he held his head.

Dracka rubbed his shoulder in comfort and they stayed there for a while.

"He's awake again," Ry announced from the doorway.

Severus and Dracka moved into the room. Blake was still curled up on his side as dull green eyes looked up at them. Severus kneeled down in front of him.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Blake whispered, his voice rough.

"I think so," Severus replied and laid a hand on his shoulder. "Is there anything we can do?"

Blake frowned and Severus could see the confusion in his eyes. His expressions more open than normal.

"Do?" Blake asked.

"To help you," Severus explained. "Can we make a connection to help boost your magic?"

"No," Blake replied, frowning even more. "Why would you need to do that?"

Dracka snorted and Blake looked up at him, they could see he was starting to fade again. He just didn't have the energy to stay awake for long.

"Your magic reserves are very low," Severus told him quickly. "You lost control of your magic."

"Yes," Blake replied, still frowning. "I know."

Severus sighed in relief and ran a hand over his face.

"Not good with light magic," Blake whispered. "It slips easily. Didn't matter."

"You had us scared," Severus uttered.

"Why?" Blake asked, his eyes already starting to close.

Dracka snorted again and Blake's eyes flicked up to him before slipping closed. Severus sat back on his heels. At least they got more sense out of him this time.

"Well," Ry announced from his chair. "That answers my question."

Dracka wacked the boy's shoulder.

"What!" Ry squeaked. "It does!"

Dracka growled at the boy as he just grinned up at him and pushed his hair out of his eyes.

"I think I liked it better when you feared me," Dracka stated with his nose up in the air.

"There was a time I feared you?" Ry replied with a smirk. "You must have been mistaken!"

"I think it's time for your sparing lesson," Dracka growled and grabbed the boy's shoulder and hauled him out of the chair.

"Hey!" Ry squeaked as Dracka pushed him out of the room and Severus smirked as he watched them.

He turned back to Blake and ran a hand through the man's hair, the coldness in his stomach easing slightly.

xXx

Harry slowly eased his body out as the Hallows burned slightly in his veins. He could feel Severus near him but curled up away from him. Harry carefully rolled onto his back and felt a dull ache and he bit his lip. He rolled towards Severus and curled up along his back. He felt better once the man's magic touched his skin and he relaxed with his arm around him.

He reached out and softly touched on the connection to Severus as he took in the smell of him. He tangled his legs with his and rested his forehead on the man's back. The man's soft breathing, pulling him back into sleep as his magic softly brushed against him.

He woke when Severus jolted slightly in his arms and he tightened his grip.

"Blake?"

"Hmm," Harry replied and Severus's body relaxed. "Not the vampire."

Severus huffed a laugh.

"Thank god," Severus replied. "Feeling better?"

"Yes," Harry replied.

He rolled onto his back so Severus could move and hissed at the slight pain. Severus looked down at him with concern in his eyes.

"Hey," Harry whispered.

"Hey," Severus whispered back as he cupped his face.

"Hate to break the moment," Harry whispered. "But I need to pee."

"There's a spell for that," Severus smirked.

"Not when I'm awake there isn't," Harry retorted.

Severus huffed a laugh and helped him to the side of the bed. Harry sat panting for a second while Severus pulled on some pants.

"You got hit?" Harry asked softly, looking at the healing wound.

"Ah, yes." Severus replied as he moved back to Harry with some pants.

Harry didn't say anymore as Severus helped his with his pants. They had to tighten his belt as much as it would go, so they didn't fall back down. He panted slightly from pain as Severus gently slipped his arm under his and pulled him to his feet. Harry cursed and his vision greyed slightly as he swayed.

"Still with me?" Severus asked in concern.

"Reluctantly," Harry gasped and got his feet under him.

Severus snorted and just waited. Harry got his feet under him as the pain in his back lessened off.

"What the fuck did I do?" Harry whispered.

Severus snorted as he opened the bedroom door and they made their way out. No one was in the room as they headed to the bathroom. Harry flicked his pants open as Severus lowered him onto the toilet and turned his back.

"They got you a good one," Harry remarked as he looked at the bruising on the man's light skin and the red mark from the gunshot wound.

"You should see your back," Severus countered as he turned back.

"That bad?" Harry asked. "How did we fair?"

"Not as bad as we thought we would," Severus replied. "Dracka's vampires caught most of it. We got penned down, as you know. Miller and Kingsley rounded up everyone after. Once Simpson's forces knew the man was dead, they scattered and we moved in. Dracka has all the files."

"I remember Miller being there," Harry muttered with a frown.

"Ah, yes." Severus stuttered as he helped him up and towards the shower. "I think between Dracka, you and myself we may have scared the shit out of him."

Severus conjured a chair in the shower and turned the water on. He stepped out of his pants and helped Harry with his.

"Will I have to give him the talk?" Harry asked as he let the water run over his back easing the very tight muscles as he sat on the seat in the shower.

"Sex talk or Hallows talk?" Severus asked with a smirk.

Harry snorted as Severus worked up the soap on his back and he relaxed with his hands on the back of the chair.

"Hey!" Severus snapped. "Don't fall asleep!"

"Not going anywhere," Harry replied.

Harry relaxed even more as Severus worked his fingers into his hair.

"Did you find what you were looking for in my memories?" Harry questioned and Severus's hands stilled.

"Yes," Severus confirmed. "We think so. We weren't sure if your spell had worked."

"Yeah," Harry replied. "It worked but I didn't have enough magic to hold it from the backlash."

Severus went quiet behind him and Harry glanced over his shoulder.

"What?" Harry inquired with a frown.

"You just let me into your mind."

"Yes, you asked."

"Then stepped back."

"Yes," Harry answered. "I didn't know what you were after. Thought it would just be easier for you to find it."

"You left your mind open," Severus insisted as he crouched down in front of him.

"I have no secrets from you Severus," Harry stated. "There are a lot of memories I'm not proud of in there but I trust you."

Severus grabbed his hand and kissed his fingers. The ring on Harry's finger shining in the light as he locked eyes with him.

"Come on," Severus offered. "Before you wrinkle up and look the age you are."

"Ha, ha."

xXx

Harry woke groggy and stiff the next morning. He'd taken a sleeping and pain potion after the shower and had quickly passed out. He felt Severus ran a hand down his side and he shivered. His back was just a dull throb and he was sure that he must have fractured or broken it when he hit the wall but the Hallows were slowly working on mending it. Causing fire to race down his back every now and again.

He was kind of surprised that he hadn't died, then again with his magic reserves so low he hadn't wanted to test the theory. He wiggled back slightly and Severus tightened his hold on him until he hissed and he loosen his hold.

"Sorry," Severus whispered, his breath ghosting over his skin and Harry shivered again. "How do you feel?"

"Almost well enough to face the vampire," Harry muttered.

Severus snorted and added, "He has already barged in here twice since you took the potions."

"I'm sure I can come up with an anti-vampire ward."

"If that will involve Ben Cooper," Severus muttered with a groan. "We'll keep Dracka."

Harry snorted as loud voices started up in the main room. Harry could hear his son's voice as well as Dracka's but not the words. Severus groaned and buried his head in Harry's shoulder. Harry wiggled painfully to the side of the bed before pulling himself up. Severus watched him with dark eyes.

"And where are you going?" Severus purred as Harry pulled a pair of pants on.

Harry threw a grin over his shoulder at the man and used the bedside table to get to his feet. His back flared but he pushed it to the side as he limped to the door using the wall for support and opened the door.

Dracka and Ry stood toe to toe. The Vampire glaring at the boy with bright red eyes as Ry stared back, his own eyes shining green. Harry took in the sight and wondered if that's what his eyes looked like as he leaned into the doorframe.

"Can I help you gentlemen?" Harry purred as Severus snorted behind him.

Dracka and Ry started and their heads whipped around.

"Dad!" Ry cried and went to run forward but Dracka grabbed his arm.

Ry lashed out but Dracka just pushed him to the side.

"Enough!" Harry growled.

Both men froze.

"Dracka, I expect better of someone of your age," Harry admonished softly and Ry snorted. "Harry, I expect more of someone of your age."

Severus chuckled behind him as he wrapped his arms around his middle and looked out at the two men.

"Sorry, Dad." Ry offered.

"Yeah, sorry Dad." Dracka added with a leer.

"Gee," Harry muttered with a smirk. "It's bad times when I have to be the adult."

Severus snorted.

Harry moved towards the table and Severus gave him a hand before moving off to make coffee. Harry picked up the first file from the large pile and placed it in front of him as Dracka and Ry took a seat at the table. Dracka placed his phone on the table within his reach.

"Miller wants to talk to you, once you are able." Dracka reported. "And many other people. The Minister of Magic even made the trip here a couple of days ago. He was not impressed when we told him that you were sleeping."

Harry sat back on the seat without opening the file and winced slightly at the pressure of the seat on his back. The move didn't go unnoticed by everyone in the room.

"Are you okay, Dad?" Ry asked in concern.

"Been better," Harry replied. "Has your training continued while I was out?"

Ry glared over at Dracka, whom flashed his fangs at the boy.

"Did you send Simpson's body to America?" Harry asked Dracka and Ry paled.

"Yes," Dracka replied. "They said 'thank you but don't come over personally to see them'."

Severus snorted as he ordered up food from the house elves.

"What did you do, Dad?" Ry asked.

"I was just my charming self," Harry muttered darkly and wasn't offended when the others laughed.

They settled around the table as food arrived and Harry looked around at his family at the table and felt content. He had come from a very dark place when he stepped through that time rip with his mind in tatters and yet now he sat surrounded by his family. Severus picked up his hand and gave it a squeeze and Harry gave him a small smile as he let go of his old memories of his own time and focused on the now.

He grinned as Ry snorted into his juice as Dracka leered at the boy and Severus barked a laugh and he was happy. He may feel like shit and was sure his back was going to give him trouble for a while but he had his family around him.

xXx

Miller looked Blake over as the man slowly eased himself down into the chair at the table. He hung his cane off the side and picked up the coffee that Severus had placed there before leaving.

"Severus has informed me that I have to give you the talk," Blake stated.

Miller snorted into his coffee then started coughing. His eyes teared up and when he could see again, Blake was smirking at him with a familiar smirk on his face. Miller relaxed at that look, it had been a rough few weeks after Simpson was killed.

"I'm sure you already know about sex," Blake continued and Miller snorted.

"I don't want to know about your kind of sex," Miller splattered and Blake quirked an eyebrow.

"I thought as much," Blake replied mildly. "Severus was referring to the other talk. We have spoken before of the curse I hold. You already know that I used to be Harry Potter and don't come from this time line."

"Yes," Miller confirmed. "I'm guessing this is the reason why Severus and Dracka were not concerned with you dying or getting you medical attention quickly?"

"Oh, they were concerned." Blake stated and Miller could see the honesty there.

"So how does this talk start then?" Miller questioned as he leaned back in his seat and his eyes focused on the other man.

"Well," Blake said with a grin. "There were once three brothers that wanted to hide from death…"

The End.

A/N: Well, that's it for this story. Thank you so much for those that had stuck with this long story and have left reviews, comments or kudos. This story copped a lot of abuse in the first few chapters for the fact that it wasn't going the way that people wanted it to go. I didn't much care, this was the story I wanted to write and the characters that were whispering in my mind were telling me where to go.

There is a spin off story from this one. Set in the same world that I have spun but set twenty years after the end of this story. It is a little different and does revolve around your favourites. :-) M/M/M, my friends. ;-)

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Rescued (working title)

When Harry Potter wakes up in the middle of the night knowing his father is in trouble. He didn't expect to find Severus shot and his father missing. They soon work out that this is more than a simple abduction and there could be more on the line than they first thought. Snarry HP/SS slash m/m/m.