When Merrows Scream

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October 1995: The Tri-Wizard Tournament

Harry watched as the Beauxbatons girls seemed to float into the great hall. All of them were dressed in pretty blue dresses and butterflies followed them down the aisle. It was all very feminine and had many of the boys around them drooling. Including Ron. After their introduction, they found seats at the Ravenclaw table.

They were here because Hogwarts was hosting the Tri-Wizard Tournament.

A tournament that was discontinued decades ago because it was too dangerous and too many people had died. Harry thought it was kind of stupid that they were bringing it back, but he was the only one, aside from Hermione. But he didn’t believe anything that came out of her mouth after his Inheritance Test.

“And now we welcome the gentlemen of Durmstrang and their High Master Igor Karkaroff,” Dumbledore announced.

Now this was the group Harry was interested in. He had heard talk of how insanely handsome the boys from Durmstrang were. They came in with Bo Staffs that they used in perfect unison. Harry was enraptured with them. They were amazing and as expected, quite handsome as well.

“Harry, look,” Ron said in an excited whisper. “It’s Krum. Viktor Krum is here.”

“Yes, he is,” Harry responded.

He couldn’t take his eyes off of the man. He was fit and gorgeous. The kind of man that Harry definitely had a thing for. His Dragel was nearly purring in delight. This was going to be an interesting year that was for sure.

Then Viktor passed their table.

He paused for a moment and seemed to search the tables with his eyes before they landed on Harry. The Submissive tried to hide his blush when the Bulgarian Seeker held eye contact for a few moments before continuing to the front of the hall.

“What was that about?” Ron asked him.

“I don’t know,” Harry answered distractedly.

The moment his eyes had connected with the Bulgarian’s eyes, he had felt a pull in his chest. Something whispered in his mind ‘mine’.

“Figures you would be the one that he pays attention too. He probably recognized your scar or something. You were all over the news on top of being the boy who lived,” Ron stated bitterly.

“Gee Ron, I am sorry I was nearly trampled to death and had to flee for my life,” Harry said with a roll of his eyes.

“Whatever, Mate,” Ron said and turned away.

He felt a nudge and he looked over at Ginny and Dean who were grinning at him. Dean waggled his eyes at him and Ginny winked. Harry laughed and shook his head.

“Saw that,” Ginny whispered causing Harry to blush.

“I mean he is gorgeous,” Dean added with a chuckle.

“Stop it,” Harry whispered and turned away from them smiling. Aside from Fred and George, Ginny and Dean were the only people he really spent any time with.

Harry watched as Viktor Krum and another good looking guy sat down across from Malfoy and his lackeys. Great, now he was probably going to have a bad impression of Harry right off the bat. He ducked his head when the five of them looked over toward him.

Dumbledore finished announcing the rules about the tournament and Harry was happy to learn that he was too young to enter. That meant he couldn’t be forced to participate. That was one thing he was absolutely grateful for.

Well, he did have some horrible luck, perhaps he should write to Griphook and see about getting his hands on the rules or something. Just in case.

He spent the rest of the meal avoiding looking at the Slytherin table.

Though, to be fair, that wasn’t the only thing he was avoiding this year. So far, he had managed to avoid being alone with or even speaking to Severus at all. He didn’t know if he could be around him and listen to the usual hate from him knowing that he was his dad.

His new instincts made him want to seek affection from Severus. Made him want to be around the man so that he could be taken care of. But he knew that wasn’t going to happen, so he was just avoiding him so that his feelings didn’t get hurt.

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The Goblet of Fire

“HARRY POTTER!!!!”

Harry sat in his chair and didn’t move. That was the third time that Dumbledore had called his name. His name that had somehow just come out of the Goblet of Fire. He hadn’t put his name in there. There was already a Hogwarts Champion. There were already three chosen.

This shouldn’t be happening.

“Harry get up,” Hermione said and shoved him up. “You have to go!”

“But,” Harry whispered in shock.

He could hear the angry whispers starting already. He glanced toward the Slytherin table and could see that surprisingly Malfoy and his group were not among the people that were shouting or sneering at him.

He reached into his pocket to see if the parchment was still there, then ducked his head, and headed through the door after the other champions.

“What is this?” The Bulgarian High Master demanded.

“Zere can only be three champions,” Madame Maxine added.

Harry just made his way into the room and stood away from the others. He wasn’t going to be here long hopefully. Griphook had been more helpful than Harry could have ever dreamed of. Harry owed him so much.

There was a flurry of noise, and the door banged open. Dumbledore slammed into the room with Severus, Moody, Bagman, and Crouch close behind him. He rushed toward Harry and grasped his arms tightly. Harry tried not to flinch, but he was pretty sure he failed.

“Did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?” Dumbledore demanded.

He shook Harry and gripped him even tighter. Harry looked desperately over Dumbledore’s shoulder and locked eyes with Severus for the first time all term. He was pulled out of his thoughts when Dumbledore shook him again.

“Did you?” Dumbledore spat in his face.

“Perhaps you should let him go and give him the chance to answer,” Someone spoke up.

Harry turned to see Viktor standing closer as if he was going to yank Harry out of Dumbledore’s hands. It looked like the only reason he hadn’t was because Karkaroff was gripping his arm.

“Of course,” Dumbledore said and let go of Harry. He took a step back and took a deep breath.

“Forgive me, I am merely concerned. This shouldn’t have been possible. My spell should have prevented anyone underage from placing their name in the Goblet. You need to tell us how you did it, My Boy.”

“I didn’t,” Harry said quickly. He didn’t want to be manhandled again.

“He lies,” Igor stated.

Harry would swear he heard someone growl but when he looked around no one was showing anything outwardly other than Igor who had let go of Viktor and stepped away.

“I am not lying,” Harry countered. He stepped back again, and it put him a little closer to Viktor.

“Did you ask an older student or teacher to do it for you?” Dumbledore questioned him.

“No, I did not in any way try to get my name in the Goblet,” Harry insisted.

“Well, it doesn’t matter how he did it, when his name came out of the goblet it created a binding contract,” Bagman stated. “He has to compete.”

“No, I don’t,” Harry stated.

“I am afraid that Mr. Bagman is correct, Dear Boy,” Dumbledore responded.

“No, he isn’t. I have read the rules. They are available for the public to see and I knew something like this would happen. Something like this always happens to me,” Harry stated.

He pulled the parchment out of his pocket and laid it on the table next to him. He pointed to the parts he had underlined.

All participants must enter the competition voluntarily.
No one under the age of seventeen may participate. No exceptions.
No one may become a participant if they did not place their own name in the Goblet.

He didn’t figure there was any point in going further. Those three lines alone made sure that he didn’t have to participate. But just in case they needed proof, he raised his wand and looked everyone in the eye.

“I did not put my name into the Goblet of Fire. I did not ask anyone to put my name in the Goblet of Fire for me. I do not in any way consent to participating. I do not want to participate in this tournament. I swear on my magic that everything that I have said is true. If I have lied about this I ask Lady Magic to take my magic,” Harry vowed.

There was a chiming in the air and Harry waited a moment more before he shot sparklers into the air. He placed his wand back in his holster and waited.

“Well, I guess that takes care of that,” Crouch stated. “The boy is right. He cannot participate. The rules are very clear on this matter. He is underage, and did not place his own name in the Goblet. I will check the magical contract files at the ministry this evening just to confirm.”

“I believe someone needs to check the Goblet for spells as well. Someone was powerful enough or knowledgeable enough about the Goblet to manipulate it to take an underage name and give more than three champions,” Severus stated.

“Very good, Professor,” Bagman agreed. “I will have an investigation opened up immediately to see what we can learn.”

“This reeks of a Dark Wizard. Someone targeted our young Mr. Potter,” Moody stated with a growl. Harry didn’t like him. He made him really uncomfortable the way he watched him sometimes.

“Can I go now?” Harry asked them. “I don’t think there is any reason for me to be here.”

“Wait just a moment, Mr. Potter. I just need to inform the champions about one thing and then we will let everyone know what is going on,” Bagman insisted.

“A seat, Litter Seeker,” Viktor offered and indicated a chair next to him. Harry tried to hide his blush when he nodded and sat in the chair. Apart from being incredibly handsome, there was just something about the Bulgarian that made Harry feel safe.

“Good man, Mr. Krum,” Bagman said with a smile. “Poor boy has been through enough with a scare like that.”

“Well, then let’s get on with it so that we can return to the feast. It sounds like Minerva is barely keeping the students under control out there,” Dumbledore stated.

“Right, well,” Bagman said and smiled at Viktor, Cedric, and Fleur. “Congratulations on being chosen as this year’s Triwizard Champions. We are expecting great things. The first task will take place on November 24th. You have until then to prepare and try to figure out what it is. Remember that while you may receive outside help. You must do the actual tasks on your own. Good luck and remember to have fun.”

Harry thought that was all very vague and not helpful at all. But it wasn’t his problem. He had successfully kept himself out of the competition. He couldn’t wait to write to Griphook and let him know. The twins were going to be happy as well.

They had done nothing but hover since he had inherited. It was like they just couldn’t help it. Griphook had explained that they were Pareya and that it was instinctual for them to do it. They would make sure he ate and slept and took care of himself. And they had done all of those things. Harry wasn’t complaining, it was kind of nice.

“Mr. Potter,”

Harry looked up quickly to see everyone staring at him expectantly. They looked like they had been leaving the room, all of them were near the door except for Viktor who was still standing next to him.

“I’m sorry, I must have been lost in thought,” Harry said quickly.

Viktor held out his hand and Harry had slipped his hand into the Bulgarians before he even thought about it. Viktor helped him to his feet and then slowly let go of his hand. He indicated for Harry to go in front of him.

“Well, come along. We will announce the mistake that was made and make sure that everyone knows you will not be participating. Then we can all enjoy the celebration feast,” Crouch stated and waved them all out.

Harry stood with Severus and Moody on either side of him and did his best not to move closer to the potion master for comfort. The Great Hall was not sounding very friendly toward him. There was a lot of angry shouts of cheater and other derogatory things. Harry just wanted to hide behind Severus but knew that he couldn’t.

“We would like to take a moment to clear up a small misunderstanding,” Dumbledore announced. “There are very clear rules about participation in the Tournament and unfortunately someone has played a cruel joke on Mr. Potter. He did not place his name in the Goblet and is clearly underage. Therefore, he cannot and will not be participating. So, please join me in congratulating our actual Champions.”

There were a lot of exclamations of disbelief before they quieted down.

“From Beauxbatons, the Lovely Fleur Delacour,” Dumbledore announced.

Fleur stepped forward with a bright smile. She waved and gave a pretty curtsy before stepping to the side with Madame Maxine. Everyone clapped and shouted for her.

“From Durmstrang, the fierce Viktor Krum,” Dumbledore continued.

Viktor stepped forward with a perfectly composed blank face. He clicked his heels together and then bowed with grace before standing back up and retreating to stand next to Fleur with Igor at his back.

“And last but not least, our very own loyal and hardworking Cedric Diggory,” Dumbledore said with quite a bit of bias.

Cedric stepped forward with a grin and waved as the room erupted into applause and shouts. It was, of course, the loudest by far considering the obvious. Cedric grinned, bowed, and waved. He made quite a show of it. Harry fought the urge to roll his eyes.

Dumbledore let them go with a quick few words of congratulations and Harry was happy to return to his table. Fred and George pulled him down between them the moment he was close enough. Instead of letting him go back to his seat between Ron and Ginny.

He understood why a moment later.

“I can’t believe you found a way to get your name in the goblet and didn’t tell me,” Ron spat out.

“What?” Harry said surprised. “Weren’t you listening? I didn’t put my name in the Goblet.”

“Sure, mate,” Ron said with a snort. “You probably tried to participate, and they told you that you couldn’t. It wouldn’t be the first time that Dumbledore lied for you.”

“Do shut up, Ronnikins,” George replied with a frown.

“You sound like an idiot,” Fred said with a mean smile.

“Of course, you lot are on his side. The two of you are always on his side,” Ron said with a sneer. “You would think that they two of you were in love with him the way you hover. Its gross.”

“Jealous,” Fred and George asked together.

“Whatever,” Ron responded and turned away from the three of them.

Harry bumped their shoulders and mouthed ‘thank you’. They just grinned and continued to pile his plate with the foods that he seemed to enjoy the most these days. He glanced past Ron and Hermione, who was ignoring both of them.

He locked eyes with Viktor who smiled at him. Well, it was a very small movement of the lips but from what Harry had seen of the very serious Bulgarian, it was a smile. Harry blushed and ducked his head again.

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After the Feast

Viktor, Nikolaus, Draco, Blaise, and Theodore stood together mostly in shadows after the celebration feast and watched as Harry laughed at something one of the twins said. He was walking between them, and it seemed like Weasley and Granger were avoiding him for some reason.

“At least the Pareya are looking after him,” Nikolaus stated.

“He still shouldn’t be here. That was almost a disaster. If he hadn’t been prepared they would have forced him to compete,” Viktor insisted.

“Stuff like that happens to him all the time,” Draco added. “He was terrified for a moment. Did you see his face Theo? There is no way he put his own name in the goblet.”

“I saw it, Treasure” Theo answered and nuzzled Draco.

“I had to fight every instinct in me not to get up and comfort him. To let him know that we are looking out for him,” Blaise added.

“Yeah,” Nikolaus agreed with a nod. He had felt it too. If Viktor wasn’t already interested in the little Submissive he would have attempted to court him after that. He definitely needed someone looking after him.

“Is there no one who looks after him besides the two Pareya?” Viktor asked for what had to be the hundredth time since he noticed the Submissive.

“Honestly, I don’t think so,” Draco answered. “He starts every school year super skinny. He barely eats, flinches at loud noises or sudden movements, his clothes are old and a few sizes too big. In first year, I thought he was just an arrogant asshole when he didn’t act the way he was supposed to.”

“Yeah, he was like a Muggleborn who had never seen magic before coming here,” Blaise added. “He was supposedly being raised by a Wixen family, out of the public eye. Spoiled and pampered and being prepared for his place in society.”

“But he wasn’t” Viktor asked.

“I don’t think he was. I think he has a very bad home life. I don’t think he knew about magic at all before he started first year,” Draco responded.

“And you have never attempted to ask him about it?” Nikolaus asked curiously.

“We aren’t exactly friends,” Draco said and Theo snorted.

“Their rivalry started first year and has only gotten worse over the years,” Theo pointed out. Draco poked him in the side. Theo just kissed his head and held him closer.

“That’s not quite true. They didn’t fight much at all last year and this year Harry has avoided fighting with him completely,” Blaise countered.

“He has avoided me completely, period,” Draco added with a sigh. “It would be nice to have another Submissive to talk to.”

“Does he seem to be taking enough blood or having a resting period?” Viktor asked. “He seems less then healthy to me.”

“I don’t know if he is taking any blood or not because he wouldn’t risk doing that where anyone could see. But he definitely isn’t having a realignment period. He hasn’t missed any classes and attends all three meals everyday even on the weekends,” Blaise answered.

“That isn’t good for him. He will make himself sick. Eventually he will collapse,” Viktor stated.

“What can we do about it? None of us are friendly enough with him or his friends to talk to them about it and have them listen,” Blaise asked.

“I will do it,” Viktor responded. “He has responded to me whether he realizes it or not. And there is something with your Head of House as well. Harry’s magic literally reaches out for him anytime they are near each other. What is their relationship like?”

“Hostile at best,” Draco replied. “Uncle Severus hates Harry more than he does anyone else. Treats him like crap even when Harry hasn’t done anything. I hate it.”

“Harry dropped potions this year and seems to be avoiding the Professor at all costs,” Theo added.

“That’s true. He has been avoiding him,” Draco agreed. “I don’t know that they have said two words to each other this year.”

“He is only fifteen, what is it with your school and underage Dragel?” Nikolaus said with a chuckle. “Neither of you should even be here. This is a hostile environment for Dragel, much less Submissives.”

“Blaise inherited at nine, which was the youngest of all of us. He doesn’t talk about what happened,” Draco stated. “Someone tried to poison Theo at eleven to punish his dad and his inheritance came in to save him. I was nearly beaten to death by my father last year when one of his stupid plans didn’t work. My mother was furious, they aren’t even living together anymore. I think she is going to divorce him. Turns out he isn’t even my father. He is my uncle, my father was his older brother, Armand.”

“And Harry went missing for about five days after the Death Eaters attacked the World Cup. He was apparently chased into the woods by a Death Eater and got lost. He was taken to the Goblins afterward and healed there. I believe whatever happened to him in those woods is what brought out his inheritance,” Blaise continued.

“It did,” Draco pointed out. “I saw him just before the match started and he was definitely not inherited at that time.”

“We need to keep watching out for him. Someone tried to enter him into the Tournament for a reason. They failed and they may try something else. I will speak to him carefully about his resting period and taking blood. We also need to figure out why Harry’s magic reaches so desperately for someone he supposedly hates,” Viktor stated.

“Sounds like a plan. Now let’s get back to the ship before we are missed, my friend,” Nikolaus stated with a smile. “We will look after him, all of us.”

“We will,” Draco added. Blaise and Theo nodded. Viktor watched Harry disappear up the stairs and nodded. He let his friend lead him out of the school and back to their ship.

“You concentrate on the first task and figuring out what it is. I will keep an eye on the Submissive. You are very worried about him. Beyond the normal worry a dominant Dragel has for a Submissive. Why?” Nikolaus asked his longtime friend and fellow Beta.

“I don’t know. But something about him calls to me. He makes all of my instincts act up. It is almost like a compulsive need to take care of him and keep him safe,” Viktor answered. “There was a moment when we were in that room, and he was so terrified that I almost just snatched him away and made a run for it. I think I truly would have if Igor had not grabbed my arm.”

“Perhaps he is meant to be yours? I have heard stories about Soulbonds and how they can affect a Dragel. You said he responds to you as well?” Nikolaus asked.

“He does. His anxiety was so high until the moment he sat down next to me. He does not know it, but our magic twined together as if he needed someone to help him ground. He took my hand when I offered it without hesitation,” Viktor explained.

“All I am saying is that I have never seen you this worked up over anyone. You have been around Submissives before. Perhaps you should seriously consider what it means,” Nikolaus pointed out.

“Perhaps you are right. There may be something there that I need to pay attention to. Thank you for helping me watch him. It settles me more knowing that you are,” Viktor stated as they reached the ship.

“Of course, Viktor. I have always had your back you know that,” Nikolaus responded.

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November 5, 1995: Room of Requirement

“Krum and his friend watch you a lot don’t they?” Fred asked Harry a few days later.

“Do they?” Harry responded with a blush. George chuckled.

“You know they do. You watch them as well, Krum more than his friend, you just aren’t so obvious about it,” George pointed out.

“Well, they are quite fit and gorgeous,” Harry stated.

“And Dragel,” Fred and George said together. Harry looked up at them sharply.

“What do you mean?” Harry asked them.

“Haven’t you smelled them?” Fred asked him.

“Yeah, they smell wonderful,” Harry answered. “But what does that have to do with anything?”

“Hopeless,”

“What?” Harry said again.

“We forget that you still have so much to learn, sometimes,” George answered.

“The next time you are close to him or even his friend, open up your magic to them,” Fred instructed.

“You will feel it,”

“You could just tell me,” Harry said with a laugh.

“Too easy,”

“You need to start paying attention to the people around you,” George told him.

“I do pay attention; I am just working really hard to keep a tight handle on my magic. The blocks that were on me only gave me access to a small amount and now that there is so much more, I have to be careful until I am used to it,” Harry insisted with a sigh.

“We know,” Fred said and ruffled Harry’s hair.

“It’s hard to be mediocre isn’t it?” George said with a chuckle.

“Oh hush it,” Harry said and swatted at them.

“There are at least three other Dragel in attendance besides us three and the two Bulgarians,” Fred revealed.

“Really?” Harry said surprised.

“Tell you what, Harrykins. If you can correctly identify who they are,” Fred started.

“We will get you some more of those meat sticks you like so much,” George finished.

“Oh, you guys are on,” Harry said with a grin. “Those things are delicious. Where does Bill get them from?”

“That is a secret, little brother,” Fred told him with a grin.

“If we tell you how to get them, then we don’t get to spoil you with them anymore,” George pointed out.

“And Bill does love spoiling you. You are far more grateful of the gifts he brings home than Ron and Ginny,” Fred stated.

“Charlie has been sending gifts as well,” Harry told them with a laugh. “He sent me a new Dragon hide wand holster.”

“Well, you are all of our favorite sibling I think,” Fred pointed out.

“For sure,” George added.

“Well, I am just really glad to be considered family. I don’t know what I would do without the four of you,” Harry told them sincerely.

“All right quit stalling,” Fred told him and held out a wrist.

“I am not stalling. I just don’t like taking so much from the two of you when you won’t let me return the favor,” Harry told him.

“We already told you; Bill and Charlie take turns coming to Hogsmeade and we sneak out and take blood from them,” George told him.

“Ok,” Harry agreed and took the wrist that Fred had offered him. He took a few mouthfuls and then licked the puncture marks closed.

Right now, they were in the Room of Requirement for a little while. It was the only place they felt safe enough to be themselves for a few hours. Harry currently had his glamour off and all of his Dragel features out on display.

After the blood, he cuddled up between the twins who also had their wings and scales on display. Though they were careful to keep their flames under control and regulate their body temperature so that it wasn’t too harsh on the little Aqua-kine Submissive between them.

“Sleep Harry, we will watch over you,” Fred told him.

“We wish you would allow yourself to have a real Realignment Cycle,” George said for the millionth time.

“I know. But I just don’t feel safe here. I can’t bring myself to do it,” Harry said with a yawn. “Promise to wake me up before dinner?”

“We promise,”

Harry was asleep in moments.

Fred and George knew that he wouldn’t move until they woke him up. He slept like the dead when they did this. They just needed to find a way to convince him to allow himself to have a real realignment. His magic was starting to be affected by it. He was going to collapse, but they didn’t know what to do about it.

Maybe if they could get the Beta and his friend involved it might do Harry some good. They seemed more than interested and they knew Harry was too. Maybe if someone outside of the people he considered family told him it was important he would listen.

Maybe they should send an anonymous letter to Snape and encourage him to go for a cleansing. They knew the bank had been trying to get a letter to him, but for some reason none of them were going through to him. Perhaps they would hand deliver the letter?

And Remus was off on a mission for Dumbledore and had been for months now. They couldn’t reach him either. Harry needed a parent who was aware of his true self. They saw the way he watched Snape when he thought no one was watching. He wanted to be acknowledged by him desperately.

They shared a look between them. Yeah, it was time to do something. Harry needed his parents, and Snape was the only one they had access to.

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November 9, 1995: Severus

Severus sat down at his desk and summoned a glass of fire whiskey. He was not having a good year, and it was only two months into the school year. Something was going on inside him. Something that he couldn’t understand or explain. It was like there were memories in his head that someone altered or switched.

There were flashes of a beautiful man with dark hair and blue-grey eyes. Regulus. The feelings of absolute love and adoration that accompanied the memories were staggering. Then something would overlap the memories, and he would remember Lily in place of Regulus.

It was wrong, the memories of Lily felt wrong and made his skin itch.

Then there was Remus Lupin. He was remembering him two separate ways. There would be memories of quiet times reading and cuddling together, times of happiness and contentment. Then the memories would warp into horrible pranks and cruel words.

The most confusing memories were of the three of them together with a small, beautiful blue tinted boy with dark hair and pretty eyes. Then the memories would shift to staring down at a boy with green eyes that didn’t seem right. Those memories made him feel so much loss.

Something was taken from him, something important. And somehow it had to do with Harry Potter.

Potter who had dropped his class and was avoiding him like the plague. Potter who snuck longing glances up at him when he thought no one was watching him. Potter who had looked at him desperately for help after his name had come out of the Goblet and Albus had been shaking him. Potter who had stood so close to him afterward while still trying to make it seem like he wasn’t.

The boy knew something, Severus was sure of it.

He leaned forward and sat his empty glass on the table and noticed a letter addressed to him sitting in the middle of his desk. He checked it for any spells before opening it.

Dear Professor,
It has come to our attention that you may not be receiving a very important letter. We have done you the service of delivering it to you personally so that you are guaranteed to get it. It is of the utmost importance that you keep an open mind and do what they ask you to do. Someone very important to us needs you.
Your favorite Terrors

The Weasley twins? Severus set down the letter and pulled out another that had been in the envelope. It was addressed to him from Gringotts. Severus checked it for authenticity and then opened it.

He read it over and realized that he had been right.

Something was very wrong. He didn’t remember things that he should. Someone had messed with his mind. He was going to fix that right now. It was time to pay a visit to the Goblins.

It was lucky that Albus was expecting him to be gone all weekend anyway. He had requested the weekend to gather potion ingredients for an experimental potion he had wanted to attempt. He packed a quick bag to keep up appearances and then locked up his quarters and left.

“Mr. Snape, what can we do for you this evening?” A goblin asked him.

“I need to speak with my account manager please. I was sent this letter,” Severus answered and handed over the letter.

“Very good, follow me,” the goblin stated and handed him back the letter. Severus was led down a few different corridors deep into their tunnels. Then the goblin knocked on a door and waved him in.

“Lord Prince, finally,” the goblin behind the desk stated. He slid a parchment and needle across the desk. “If you would. We will get right to it.”

Severus said nothing. He simply sat down and did as he was told. They sat in silence while they waited. When the time was up, the goblin slid the parchment toward Severus.

Name: Severus Aurelius Prince
Birthday: January 9, 1960

Parents:
Bearer – Eileen May Prince (Deceased)
Sire - Cethin Gasper-Prince (Deceased)
Third - Unknown

Creature Inheritance: Alpha Air Dragel

Mates: Regulus Arcturus Prince nee Black
Remus John Prince nee Lupin

Children: Hadrian Lupus Prince

He continued to read and became angrier and angrier. He was under so many seals and suppressions. His memory had been messed with so bad that he didn’t even know his own name or parents. His own mates or child.

“I am assuming there is a way to fix the memory loss and restore me to myself?” Severus asked when he was finished.

“There is, that is why you were called here. The ritual room is ready for us to begin whenever you are ready,” his account manager answered.

“I am ready now,” Severus stated.

“Very good, follow me.”

Severus was led deep into the caverns and was left in a ritual room with a group of goblins who instructed him on what was going to happen. He did exactly as he was told and when he was finished, he remembered everything.

He remembered his mates.

He and Regulus had gotten together when Severus was fourteen and Regulus was thirteen. When they had both inherited, Regulus had been a Submissive and Severus an Alpha. They had exchanged claim marks two months after Regulus turned sixteen.

Remus had come to them the year before that.

It was just after ‘The Prank’. Remus had been furious with James and Sirius. He had gone straight to Severus and Regulus and swore that he hadn’t been in on it and that he was so sorry.

They spent a lot of time together after that. Discovered that Remus was already suppressed and had taken him for a cleansing. He was Earth Dragel and Born Werewolf. He was also a Beta. It wasn’t very long after Severus and Regulus bonded that they also bonded to Remus and completed their triad.

He remembered Regulus getting pregnant after he graduated.

Of him giving birth to a beautiful blue skinned little boy. Hadrian’s birth had led them to getting more testing done with the goblins that showed Severus with a slight Merrow heritage. He didn’t know which parent it came from though.

The most shocking revelation that day was that Regulus had a seal on him, one so deep and twined within him that the goblins refused to remove it. Regulus was apparently full Merrow.

One of The Lost Merrow.

The Blacks had adopted him using a blood adoption so that he looked just like them and no one would suspect he wasn’t theirs. They may have even been involved in his kidnapping. There was no way of knowing since his parents had been murdered a few months prior.

They had gone home that day prepared to provide Hadrian with the extra care he would need. They had two years of perfect familial bliss together.

Then he remembered everything falling apart.

Albus had come for them with a few others as well as a group of Torvak. He had split them up and taken their little Hadrian. He had altered all of their memories and ruined their lives.

Severus was going to put his family back together and then he was going to rip Albus apart piece by piece.

When Severus returned to his Account Managers office there were two other goblins in there as well. He remembered one of them, it was the Black account manager. He and Regulus usually dealt with their managers together.

He did not know the third one.

“Lord Prince, please take a seat,” Axeclaw, his account manager stated. “You remember Fleshgutter of course, Lord Black’s account manager?” Severus nodded after he sat down. “This is the Potter Account Manager, Griphook.”

“And what is the Potter account manager doing here?” Severus asked.

He had his suspicions on why. He just wanted them to say it out loud. He hadn’t known where they had taken his son all of those years ago, but all signs pointed to one person.

“I am here as representation for your son and heir,” Griphook answered simply.

“You know where my son is?” Severus asked. He wanted them to say it.

“Yes, we were takin quite by surprise when one of our Curse Breakers brought us an unconscious Harry Potter. He had suspicions based on the boys scent, among other things when he found him in the woods. We healed him and when he woke a day later, we performed an Inheritance test to see what we would find,” Griphook explained. Then he slid a parchment across the desk to Severus. The Goblins were silent while he read.

Name: Hadrian Lupus Prince
Born: July 30, 1979

Parents: Bearer – Regulus Arcturus Prince nee Black
Sire – Severus Aurelius Prince
Third – Remus John Prince Nee Lupin

Adopted: Father – James Fleamont Potter (deceased)
Mother – Lily Jane Potter nee Evans (deceased)

Creature: Submissive Dragel

Titles: Heir to the Houses of –
Potter
Prince
Black

Severus read through it all. The suppressions and seals that had been on his son were outrageous. It was a wonder the poor boy was functioning at all. He was also handed a medical report.

One that disgusted him.

His Hadrian had been abused, starved, beaten, and neglected from the moment he had been taken from them. The amount of broken bones and injuries was far worse than any person should suffer their entire lives. His home life had been a living hell based on this report, and Severus had made his school days just as horrible.

“Was he cleansed and healed from these?” Severus asked.

“He was. We send him potions weekly to help him continue to heal from the effects of so much abuse. We also discovered something else during the healing ritual that almost caused us a bit of trouble,” Griphook told him.

“And what was that?” Severus asked.

“The boy was a Horcrux. He was carrying a piece of Voldemort’s soul inside of him since the night the Potters were attacked and he survived the Killing Curse,” Griphook revealed.

“Is it still inside of him?” Severus demanded to know. He would find a way to get it out of him.

“No, I said it caused us a bit of trouble, but we removed it and banished it to Death’s Realm. Your son is clean of all suppressions, spells, compulsions, glamours, Horcrux, and anything else that was affecting him,” Griphook insisted.

“You said he is clear of all of those things and yet he still looks like James and Lily. Did they do a blood adoption?” Severus want to know.

“They only did an adoption on paper. It was all that we would allow them to do without speaking to your or your mates. He looked like them because of a blood glamour they placed on him. He is clear of it now but asked for something that would keep him glamoured so that no one became suspicious,” Griphook let him know.

“Does my son know who I am to him?” Severus asked them finally.

“He does,” Griphook answered. “If you want to know if he hates you then the answer is no. He desperately wants you to know who he is. Wants to know what kind of relationship the two of you can have now. Hopes that you will accept him and treat him better now that you know he is yours and not James Potters.”

“Thank you,” Severus answered. He would show his son that he loved him and wanted to know him. That he was sorry for the way he had treated him all of these years. He would protect him now. Consequences be damned. “And my Regulus? He is alive?”

“Yes,” Fleshgutter answered. “He is alive and still Lord of the House of Black.”

“And where is he?” Severus wanted to know. He wanted his family back together.

“We do not know. We believe that Albus Dumbledore has him somewhere locked away,” Fleshgutter informed him.

“Of course he does. I am going to kill that man. I need to get my family away from here. Remus will be easy enough to get to. Albus has him on a mission in the woods. I can get to him. Then, we will hunt down Regulus even if I have to take Albus prisoner to do it. Once the four of us are together, we are leaving,” Severus told them.

“And where will you go?” Axeclaw asked him.

“My mother and Father told me stories of a Sanctuary realm where my father used to live. I will find it and take my family there,” Severus answered.

“Nevarah,” Axeclaw said.

“Yes, that’s the one,” Severus agreed.

“There are goblins on Nevarah as well. A branch of Gringotts is run by them there. It is not connected to us like the other banks on Earth, but we can access them from here using a ritual. We can transfer all of your assets when the time comes and even help you gain passage,” Axeclaw informed him.

“Perfect, perhaps we should contact them anyway. Maybe they can send Gheyo here to help me search for Regulus,” Severus thought out loud.

“We could do that as well,” Fleshgutter spoke up.

“Great, then let’s do that,” Severus stated.

Severus talked with the Goblins for a few more hours. He wrote a letter to the Royals in Nevarah letting them know what had happened and that he needed help finding his missing mate and handling things here. He started all of the paperwork to have their vaults transferred to Nevarah when they were ready.

When he was done with everything that he needed to do, he left the bank to gather the ingredients he was supposed to be out looking for so that Albus didn’t get suspicious before they were ready. On Sunday, he returned to the school.

His first order of business was to find his son.