Finding Family in the Shadows

Harry was starting to become really anxious. The end of February came way too fast. There was only a week left and he was waiting every day for the message to come that it was time. Dumbledore hadn't called any more meetings, Hermione had stopped watching so closely, and Severus had not managed to actually visit with him again but they had sent little messages back and forth.

So Harry was a lonely anxious mess when the message finally came to him via Luna. She was eccentric so it wasn't questioned at all when she came and sat right next to him at breakfast and pulled his hand over to her lap. She continued to talk absolute nonsense that everyone tuned out very quickly. But her finger never stopped tracing letters in False-Harry's hand. So, while False-Harry and Ron were listening to Luna and everyone else was ignoring them, Harry was paying attention to the letters being drawn.

I....T...
I....S...
H...A...P...P...E...N...I...N...G
T...O...N...I...G...H...T
Y...O...U
N...E...E...D
T...O
B...E
R...E...A...D...Y

Harry squeezed Luna's hand to let her know that he had gotten the message. Then Luna smiled brightly and kissed Harry and Ron on the cheek before flouncing away. Hermione rolled her eyes but didn't say anything negative about the blonde girl. Harry knew the only reason that she didn't is because everyone knew how Harry felt about Luna and that if he suddenly started talking bad about her or ignoring her it would look really out of character and suspicious.

Harry was even more stressed for the rest of the day. He didn't have enough control of his body yet to stop himself from doing or saying what Dumbledore told him to do. He didn't want to hurt his family. So, without Harry even realizing it his stress and anxiety began to build and was affecting his magic as well. He spent most of the day stressing trying to figure out what kind of clue he would receive that would let him know that it was time.

He shouldn't have worried it was a very obvious sign. Kreacher popped into the common room where False-Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Neville, and Luna were all sitting and talking.

"Boy, Kreacher is warning you that Nasty Doggy Master has been taking by Eaters of Death to be getting prophecy. Says' you must come, or he will be dying," Then Kreacher sneered and apparated back out of the room. False-Harry stood immediately and started to make sure that his wand was strapped to his wrist and then headed for the portrait doorway.

"Harry, wait!! What are you doing?" Hermione yelled.

"Going to rescue, Sirius," False-Harry said as if it was obvious. The others had all stood as well.

"You can't just run off to rescue him. We need a plan and to make sure that he is actually missing. That elf is a menace and can not be trusted," Hermione replied. False-Harry paused and then called for Dobby.

"Go and see if Sirius is at Grimmauld," False-Harry demanded. Dobby popped away and they all waited until the elf popped back into the room.

"Master Harry Potter sirs, Dogfather is not being in Grimmaulds," Dobby said and then False-Harry dismissed him.

"See, he is missing, now can I go?" False-Harry snarked and then turned to go again.

"Wait, Mate, we can go with you. We aren't going to let you go alone. Come on, you know us better than that," Ron told him and they all started following him.

"How are you planning on getting to the ministry?" Ginny asked.

"The floo," False-Harry simply said with a shrug.

"Umbridge has the floo monitored," Hermione stated matter of factly.

"I honestly don't care. Let her know we are leaving. Let her know we went to the ministry. Maybe she will send Aurors who will help us," False-Harry said.

"That is a good idea, Harry. Now we need to let Dumbledore know so that he can get The Order involved," Hermione added. False-Harry nodded and wrote a quick note and snagged a second year and sent them to deliver the note to Dumbledore.

"Now can we go? The closest place with a working floo is McGonagall's office," False-Harry snapped. The others all agreed and before he knew it they were all flooing to the Ministry. They found a directory that let them know where they needed to go to get to the Department of Mysteries and then to the Hall of Prophecies. They confronted the 'Death Eaters' that were there holding a bound Sirius hostage.

It was demanded that False-Harry retrieve the prophecy. Then the 'fight' ensued. In the fight, Sirius was freed. No hits landed on anyone from the 'dark' side. Harry watched as the teenagers were herded and chased right to an inner room in the Department of Mysteries where a large, strange gateway was sat in the center on a raised dais. There was no way out of this room. Apparently, this was the room that his father had chosen for this battle.

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Dumbledore had been sitting in his office thinking about the fact that the battle would be any day now. He was just waiting for the message or for things to start moving. Then there was a chime that alerted him that someone was at the gargoyle guarding his office. He allowed them up and it was a young second year Gryffindor.

"What can I do for you, My Boy?" Dumbledore asked the young boy. The boy handed over the note that False-Harry had given him.

"Harry Potter gave me this note and asked me to bring it to you. I think something happened he and his friends were in a big hurry," The boy said. He barely finished talking when the headmaster's office door was thrown open. In strode Umbridge.

"That awful boy and his friends have used the floo network to go to the ministry," She blurted and waited to see what the headmaster would do.

"Thank you for the note, My Boy. You did a great job, and you may go back to your dorm room now." Then he waited until the boy was gone before turning to Umbridge. "I will follow the boy myself to bring him and his friends back and deal with his bad behavior. You can go now Umbridge," Dumbledore dismissed the irate woman. He had a few calls to make before heading to the ministry himself.

The first message he sent was to Tonks and Shacklebolt to let the Order know what was going on and to get them to the Ministry. Then he made a call to Gellert.

"Yes Albus?" Gellert asked.

"It is time, My Love. I need you to call Septimus. They have been preparing for today as well. They should be somewhere close. He was happy to jump at the chance to fight Dragel," Albus told Gellert. "Make sure to be quick, Love. I want them there before the final showdown. I am going to be heading there soon myself." They said their goodbyes and closed up the floo. He took his time dawdling before he finally summoned Severus.

"Yes, Headmaster what can I help you with?" Severus asked calmly.

"It is time to go, My Boy. Harry received a message from Kreacher that Sirius was taken by Death Eaters. This has been done to lure him out to get the prophecy. He has already left school grounds without permission with a few other students. I have alerted the Order already we need to go now." Dumbledor told him. Then the two of them flooed to the Ministry.

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Harry watched as False-Harry stood in the center on the raised dais and hurled spells and the masked people. Harry had been trying non-stop to get his body to respond to him, but nothing was working. The Order members arrived but it didn't make a difference. Harry's family was still gaining ground. Then Dumbledore arrived with Severus and the distraction helped them gain a bit of their ground back, but it still wasn't going to be enough. Harry was getting excited. Even with Dumbledore involved, they were winning.

Then something awful happened. A group of at least four dozen men with wings and black feathers descended on the room and the fight turned in the favor of Dumbledore fast. Before Harry even realized what was happening the 'Death Eaters' were incapacitated and unmasked. Tom was left standing alone facing them. Dumbledore walked up so that only he was standing next to False-Harry on the dais.

"It is time, Harry. Did you get the prophecy?" Dumbledore asked Harry.

"I am sorry, Headmaster. I wasn't able to get it. It was smashed before I could hear it," False-Harry told the Headmaster with shame. Harry was laughing in his mind. It was smashed because he had been holding it in his left hand and Harry had smashed it on purpose.

"That is alright, My Boy. I was the one that the prophecy was given to. I know it word for word." Then Dumbledore quoted his false prophecy about how Harry was the chosen one and that he must be the one to kill Voldemort. Harry was laughing on the inside. It was a ridiculous prophecy that made no sense to someone who knew the truth.

"So you see, Harry. It must be you. You have to be the one to end him. This is not something that someone else can do for you. You must be the one," Dumbledore gave in his most sincere and sad grandfatherly voice. Harry was disgusted. To any outsider, he would have seemed the perfect picture of regret and forlorn for the horrible thing that a poor boy had to do.

"I understand professor," False-Harry said with regret.

"I won't fight back, Harry. I will never raise my wand to you again. We love you, Harry." Tom told him calmly. Harry was starting to panic. He didn't have any control over his wand arm. He couldn't do this. He wouldn't kill his father. He was searching frantically for anything that he could do to stall. He reached up with his left hand and gripped his right to prevent himself from raising his wand.

Harry was working frantically to keep himself from hurting his family. He would not do it.

"Don't listen to him, Harry. He is only trying to confuse you. This man means nothing to you. James and Lily were your parents. This man is a master manipulator and a liar. You know what you must do, Harry. It is for the greater good. We need you, Harry," Dumbledore added to his earlier statement. He didn't know why the boy was hesitating. He should have been firmly under control. This should have been an easy thing. He very discreetly cast a compulsion charm over the boy.

Harry felt his control slip a little and his wand hand lifted. He would not do this. He couldn't defend himself from the compulsions because he couldn't hide behind his walls. He was panicking and the panic was causing him to have less control. He watched helplessly as his wand lifted fully and he screamed. Inside his mind, he fell to his knees and screamed as loud and as long as he could.

He vaguely registered the creature running toward him in his mind, but he did not stop screaming. The creature slammed into him and instead of hurting, ripping, or tearing it melded with him and became a part of him. He felt whole. Something inside of him snapped and the magic that had building inside of him all day released and crashed through him and around him. Suddenly, he was screaming on the outside. He threw his wand away from himself and fell to his knees still screaming.

Harry felt pain and pressure in his back and felt when something burst from his back. He felt as his nails turned to claws and his teeth became fangs. He knew it was because he and the creature in his mind were finally one. He was whole.

Harry felt the desperation, fear, anger, and panic pour from him in waves that spread out from him. His magic, His soul was seeking help, crying for someone, anyone to please help him.

Harry felt the answer from far away. Help was coming. He just needed to hold on.

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Everyone in the room was startled by the sudden screaming and the fact that wings were bursting from the back of the screaming savior. Dumbledore tried to use the distraction to cut the boy down. But before he could get any shot off, he was thrown across the room when a spell slammed into his chest. Tom rushed up the stairs and stood in a defensive stance in front of his son. Severus who had felt to pull of that scream in his very soul knew exactly what it meant. He knelt next to Harry and wrapped him in his arms and wings as he continued to scream.

The rest of their family and true allies took advantage of the situation to break away from their captors and join Tom and Harry on the dais. Just as bright lights appeared in the cavernous room quite a few Dragel stepped through. They took a moment to take in the situation. To see the circle of Dragel with wings out with a few wizards protecting the screaming Submissive in the center. Torvak were everywhere as well as other wizards who were doing their damnedest to get through the circle. There was an old angry man with large amounts of magic building around him.

The new Dragel began attacking the Torvak and making their way to the circle to help defend their Submissive. Finally, the portals stopped coming and the screaming stopped. So, everyone who was coming was here. The Alpha stood and felt all of the temporary claim marks appear as he took in everything. He turned to a Dragel who was standing next to him and looked as if he had no intention of joining the fight.

"What rank do you hold?" The Alpha asked. The man looked up at him.

"I am a Healer, Alpha," The man told him. The Alpha did not respond. He simply took them by the shoulder and shadow-stepped them to the center of the circle. The Pareya that was wrapped around their Submissive relaxed when he felt the pulse of the Alpha's magic.

"Let the healer see to him, you have done good Pareya," The Alpha put a hand on the Pareya's shoulder and felt him relax further. Severus laid Harry on the ground so that the healer could look him over but did not move away.

The Alpha watched as many Torvak fell to their weapons and claws. The others began to retreat. The wizards that had been fighting against them had given themselves up. The old wizard in the corner had disappeared. Finally, everyone began to relax. He looked down at the healer when he sat back and stopped running scans.

"He is going to be fine. He is exhausted. This was a forced inheritance that was previously suppressed. He had a number of seals on him that were shattered by the soul magic. I am very surprised that he was even moving before this," The healer told the Alpha and others who had come closer to listen.

"He wasn't," Severus mentioned.

"What do you mean?" The Alpha asked.

"Harry has been locked in his own mind for years. The old wizard that was here, Dumbledore, placed him under so many spells, potions, and compulsions that he was locked away and had no control. Last summer that changed. He became aware in his mind but still had no control of his body. He has been scared and alone," Severus explained.

"How do you know these things?" The Alpha demanded.

"I attempted to slip into his mind at his father's request to try and see if I could reach him. He told me everything. There have been a lot of awful things happening here on this forsaken planet that need to be explained but we don't have the time right now. Dragel are outlawed here. We are in the bowels of the ministry and this is the worst place we could possibly linger," Severus informed them.

Before anyone could say anything else Harry groaned and made to sit up. He was pressed back down by the Healer which caused him to growl. Then he stopped suddenly as if surprised.

"Severus?" He called out. The only person who had touched him in months had been Severus. Somehow, he must have slipped into his mind. What had happened? Had he hurt his dad? Then he felt a different hand run through his hair. Now that was familiar. He sighed and purred and turned toward that hand.

"It is all right, Harry. Open your eyes. You did it," Severus told him gently with pure joy in his voice. Harry's eyes flew open then and he looked around. He wasn't in his mind. He could smell things. He lifted his hand up to his face and touched it. He felt the tears. He had spoken out loud. Harry sprung up and into Severus' arms quicker than the healer could attempt to stop him. Harry sobbed into Severus' chest as the older man wrapped his arms around him.

"I know that you are his Alpha, and your instincts must be crazy right now, but I am his mother. I have not held him in nearly sixteen years. Please, please let me comfort my son," Bellatrix begged the imposing Alpha. He nodded and she rushed forward. She gently touched Harry on the back.

"Harry, my sweet boy," She whispered, and Harry whipped his head around to look at her. Then he was hurling himself into her arms and holding on to her desperately.

"Mum," He cried, and she sat and rocked him in her arms. Harry felt the parental bond between them snap into place and sighed in contentment, his tears finally beginning to subside.

People moved around them asking questions about what to do with the ones that had been captured and where they should portal from here that was safe. Harry was sitting in his mother's arms simply looking around and enjoying the fact that he could move his own body and had complete control. Then he noticed something move out of the corner of his eye. Somehow Sirius had managed to avoid being captured. Harry did not trust him at all.

"Hey," Harry called and many people turned to him. Harry watched as Sirius looked up and locked eyes with him before grinning and taking off running full speed. Harry saw the glint of something metal and then realized Sirius' target. Suddenly, he wasn't thinking rationally at all. Sirius was after Severus. "Stop," Harry screamed.

"Don't worry James. I will protect you this time," Sirius screamed just as he made it to Severus and plunged his dagger into Severus' shoulder.

Harry reached them only moments later. He had no rational thought beyond the fact that this man had just stabbed his mate. He launched himself at the threat and just before his claws made contact with its throat, he felt arms wrap around his waist and lift him away. He snarled and tried to take a bite out of whoever had grabbed him.

The arms behind him never loosened and then his hands were being held tightly by someone with beautiful pale skin. He was looking deeply into the prettiest blue eyes he had ever seen. They were framed by white lashes and the more Harry looked into them they shifted and seemed to show falling snow in them. Harry gave a sigh and happily succumbed to the cool lips that pressed against his. He wanted to close his eyes and enjoy that press of lips, but he didn't want to look away from those eyes filled with falling snow.

The kiss ended too quickly, and Harry whined only to purr when his face was pressed into a lovely neck that he happily bit into. He leaned back and licked the place watching a mark form on that neck that made him preen. This man was Harry's. He chirred up at the man who smirked and then he was biting into Harry's collar bone leaving his own mark.

Harry was spun around to look up at the man who had been holding him from behind. He was a perfect balance to the man he had just turned from. He was a black so dark he would blend with shadows. His eyes were deep, twin pools of darkness that, if you fell into them, you would never find your way out again. There were dangerous things lurking in the dark depths of those eyes. Things that Harry knew would never harm him, and always protect him. Lips were once again pressed gently to his own in a chaste kiss and then his head was once again pressed into a neck.

He trilled happily and then bit down in the exact same place as he had on the other man. He licked the man's neck and then pulled back to watch his mark form in a silver that contrasted beautifully with the man's dark skin. This man was his now, too. He purred prettily when the man bit down on his opposite collarbone in a mirror image of the mark from the other man.

"Are you quite calm now?" The dark man asked in a bass-deep voice that did lovely things to Harry. It took him a moment to remember what had happened.

"You went feral. For a moment we thought we lost you to your instincts," The beautiful pale man said as he stepped into view. His eyes were back to a pretty blue with no signs of snow in them. Harry looked to the side where Severus had been standing when he had been stabbed. He was standing there with the healer beside him. His shoulder was perfectly healed, and he was smirking at Harry.

"Well, maybe we spoke too soon? He might still be very close to that edge," The dark man said with humor in his voice. Harry looked at him for a moment and chirred before turning back to Severus and holding out his arms. The dark man released him and stepped back just as Severus reached him. Harry ran his hands over him as if checking to make sure his eyes had not deceived him and then he leaned into Severus' neck and inhaled deeply taking in his scent. He licked Severus and then made a soft questioning noise.

"Go ahead, Harry. I am yours. Take what you need," Harry trilled thankfully and then bit into Severus' neck claiming the Pareya as his. Severus returned the favor by lifting Harry's sleeve and biting into his shoulder. When he was done Harry snuggled into Severus' chest and the man held him close. They stood there for a long moment with Severus gently running his fingers through Harry's hair and whispering words of comfort to him. A moment later, Harry and Severus felt the twist, shift, and click of their bond sealing completely.

"I guess I don't have to be afraid to have a crush on you anymore, do I?" Harry asked with a grin. Severus rolled his eyes and thumped his nose.

"Cheeky brat," was Severus' only response. Harry turned when there was a soft whistle. The man that had been standing near him earlier was walking toward them with his dad and two other men that Harry didn't know.

"We are porting out of here. There is a secure location that we can stay at for the time being to get things settled before we leave. Come here, Little One," The man held his hand out to Harry. The man was tall six foot maybe six-one. He had long wavy black hair and pretty red eyes. He was slender but not skinny and had clearly defined muscles under his tight shirt. Harry knew that this man was his as well. He went to him and trilled in surprise when he was lifted into strong arms and nuzzled. The arms tightened around him, and the man took a deep inhale of his scent.

He pressed a kiss to Harry's forehead and then handed him to the man beside him. This man was over six feet by about five inches, he was more broad of shoulder than the first man. He had strawberry-blonde hair and green eyes. This man did the same as the first by nuzzling and scenting him. But he did not pass him to anyone else. He kept a tight hold of Harry and stayed very close to the first man.

"Circle up," The first man commanded, and everyone fell into line. Harry's dad stood on the opposite side of the circle from them and smiled gently at Harry who smiled back.

"When the portal activates, I want you to hold your breath, Little One. It will make things easier," The man holding Harry spoke to him lowly. Harry nodded his head and then waited. "Now." The man said gently, and Harry took a deep breath and held it just as shadows covered the entire group. It felt peaceful in the shadows, and they seemed to reach out and touch Harry. When they exited the portal, Harry was still holding and petting one of the shadows. Harry thought it was weird to be able to hold a shadow at all but there wasn't a better way to explain it.

It felt like holding a snake. Just as he thought it, the shadow in his hand took the form of a snake that slithered between his fingers and settled around his wrist. Harry shrugged and let it sit there. He felt the man holding him chuckle. Harry looked up and was rewarded with a kiss to his nose.

"That is a very strong affinity for shadows. Sal will be jealous," The man whispered and grinned. The first man turned around once the portal completely closed and took Harry from the taller man. He nuzzled Harry again and then paused when he saw the shadow snake wrapped around his wrist.

"Pick up a stray?" The man asked with humor. Harry nodded and petted the shadow that shifted a bit before settling back down. "Rick is right, I am jealous." The man, Sal, Harry was assuming, said and pressed another kiss to his cheek. Then they were all walking toward a very large mansion that seemed more like a castle to Harry. Everyone filed inside and then out to a courtyard that had enough space to hold them all.

"I think the best thing to do first is to introduce ourselves so that we are at least on our way to not being strangers," Tom stated. "Since this is my home, and this chaos is centered around my family, my circle and I will go first. Let's get comfortable."

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A few minutes later they were all settled comfortably in the courtyard with snacks and drinks. No need to be uncomfortable after the chaos of earlier.

"I am Tom Black, Alpha. I am your new Submissive's Sire." Tom started. "There has been a massive amount of chaos that has taken place here over the last hundred years or so, I would say. The long and short of it is that the headmaster of the school here has been manipulating a lot of people for a very long time. He split our family apart when Harry was a tiny boy and Luna was still but a babe in her mother's womb. I was driven insane, my soul split apart. One of our Pareya was given to a crazy, obsessive lunatic who kept her locked in a basement and threatened her with our child. Remus' mind was warped to believe that he hated us, and all of the rest were thrown in prison.

"Your Submissive was given to a couple that is still working with the headmaster. The faked their own death as if I murdered them and then went in to hiding in the muggle world with their daughter who is currently attending the school and has been helping the headmaster keep control of our boy. He was then placed with muggles who treated him very very badly. Last summer, a ritual was performed to bring me back to life that triggered a chain of events that led us to today. The headmaster wanted Harry to kill me to rid the world of the 'Dark Lord' and then he would eventually be labeled dark and thrown in prison or killed."

"It was all very elaborate and planned out and we still have no idea to the true extent of why. We only found out today that somehow Torvaks are involved," Tom finished. He indicated for Bellatrix to continue.

"I am Bellatrix, Your submissive's bearer and his sisters' third. I am a submissive." Bellatrix quickly introduced herself.

"Rodolphus but I prefer Dolph. I am Beta and Harry's third." Rodolphus stated.

"Pandora, Pareya, Luna's bearer. I will also answer to Dora," She had Luna curled up in her lap. Harry could see Ron standing with the three Slytherins that had not been with them. Apparently, Severus had taken the time that Dumbledore was lolly gagging in his office to get Draco, Theo, and Blaise out of the school. They had already been at the house waiting for them to arrive. Well except for Blaise, who had been called to Harry when he gave his soulscream.

"This is Luna, Harry's little sister," Pandora finished.

"Evan, Hellhound, Joker, Luna's Sire," The man sitting next to Pandora offered quickly.

"Rabastan, Joker," A man who looked a lot like the Beta stated.

"I am Remus a werewolf." Remus offered without any further explanation.

"We had another Pareya bonded to our circle, but the headmaster set him up to be murdered last year. Our wings and scales have all turned black in mourning for him since we were never allowed to mourn him before," Tom added when the others were finished.

"The others who will be around often are here as well. Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy both Dragel as well. They were manipulated by the headmaster just like the rest. They have no idea currently who their son's third is. Their son, there is Draco. Standing next to him is Theodore Gorgens-Nott, mentored student to Blood Wraith. And next to him is Ron Weasley. He has a threefold suppressed inheritance that he has not managed to get to the goblins for help with. He will be coming with us to Nevarah so that he can be taken care of properly. He is also your Submissive' best friend in the entire world. That should be it for us. Your turn," Tom said and sat back with his arm around Bella to listen.

"I am Salazar Slytherin," The tall man who was currently holding Harry stated calmly with a smirk. Harry jerked and looked up at him with wide eyes. As did every Earth-born in the room. "Yes, that one. I am one of the founders of your school. I was also one of the first Dragel to help build our sanctuary realm. I am very old. I am Alpha. Shadow and Dark fae." Harry was grinning up at him.

*is it true that you speak parseltongue?* Harry hissed up at his Alpha. Salazar looked startled and then smiled widely.

**Well isn't that interesting? Yes, I am a parselmouth. You surprise me little one.** Salazar replied. Harry grinned and settled more comfortably in his Alpha's lap.

"I found out I could do that when I was eleven. I released a very large, poisonous snake from a zoo after my terrible cousin tried to beat on the glass. A bit of accidental magic later and the snake was free, and he was trapped in the glass cage. I didn't know that I was speaking parseltongue at the time. I didn't learn what I was doing until I was twelve and Draco conjured a snake during one of our duels that tried to bite a student. Everyone thought I was telling it to bite him, but I was trying to stop it. Severus vanished it before anything bad could happen. I also started hearing voices in the walls that year that turned out to be your basilisk. I am sorry, by the way. Because of some horrible circumstances, I had to kill her. I was very sad to have had to hurt her. She was just confused," Harry said sadly. Salazar held him tighter.

"You killed a basilisk? Was that in your second year?" Harry nodded yes. "So, when you were twelve you took on a massive, deadly, sixty-foot snake and killed it? Who helped?" Sal asked.

"Well, Ron and a teacher went with me into the chamber, but one thing led to another, and Ron was stuck with the teacher on one side of a rockslide and could not go with me the rest of the way, so I went alone. Fawkes, a phoenix, came and scratched her eyes out so that she could not kill me that way and the sorting hat gave me The Sword of Gryffindor, which is what I used. I stabbed her through the roof of her mouth and into her brain. She got me too though. Her fang pierced my arm and I almost died but Fawkes saved me again by crying into the wound and negating the poison," Harry finished his story. The healer snorted.

"That explains the venom and tears I found when I did your health scans earlier," He said with a smile.

"Yeah, that would do it," Harry said. "Anyway, I guess it is my turn. I am Harrison Black. Please call me Harry. My mum says I am a Submissive, My Severus says I am a Ferros. I don't really know what that means but I have time to learn. Your turn," Harry said to the man next to them. He had been next to them the entire time. He was the same man that Sal had handed him to earlier.

"I am Garrick Gryffindor. Godric was my twin. Sal and I have been soul-bonded since we were twenty. My brother hated it. I am your Fire Beta and very glad to be here and to know you, Harry. I will answer to Garrick or Rick," His Beta explained. Harry smiled and they moved on to the next person in Harry's new circle.

"Severus Snape, Pareya, Shadow," Harry snickered.

"He is the current head of Slytherin house," Harry told Salazar. "He has also been looking out for me since I was eleven, he is the youngest to ever become a potions master, and he is a master duelist." Then Harry turned to a lightly blushing Severus. "See, and you thought I didn't listen," Harry told him with a grin.

"Hush now brat, if you keep interrupting this will take a very long time," Severus told Harry with absolutely no heat to his voice. Harry shrugged.

"All right fine, it is just nice to have control of my own mouth again. It is amazing how much joy I feel just from being able to talk to people," Harry said with a smile. Severus smiled gently.

"I know, Harry," Severus told him. Harry indicated for the next person to go.

"I am Blaise Zabini, Storm Joker. I went to school with Harry, but we didn't know each other very well. And before Harry bursts, I was also in Slytherin house," Blaise stated with a grin and a laugh. Harry had looked like he was ready to announce it if Blaise hadn't. Harry grinned and shrugged.

Suddenly, there was a small pressure in the air. Harry looked around.

"Incoming portal," A masked Dragel on the other side Blaise stated calmly. "Nevaran in nature."

"It is probably Theo's mentor. Theo called for her when we first got here. He knew she would want to know what was going on," Lucius announced. Everyone relaxed but only slightly. Harry noticed that some of his bonded stood anyway and at least placed their hands on their weapons to get to them easier. Harry just stayed snuggled up with Sal, he felt quite safe right where he was.

The portal opened and out stepped three figures. Theo sighed and walked straight into the arms of the shorter woman that was at the front.

"Oretta, you came," He said. She petted his head and held him close.

"Of course, I did. I will always come when you call Theodore you know that. Now what has happened?" She asked and looked out at the adults in the room.

"A battle with a manipulative, evil bastard that was running their school and a soulscream," Lucius answered her. She nodded and looked down at Theo.

"Where you called by the soulscream?" She asked and Theo shook his head in the negative. She smiled at him and then let him go when he pulled away. "I am Ilsa Gorgens, I am Theodore's Oretta. These are my soul bonded. Aracle and Greta. We are simply here for Theo. When are you all planning on returning to Nevarah?" She asked.

"We are letting the new circle do introductions and then we are going to let the Submissive claim them since it is a bad idea to travel with open soulbonds. We have been ready to leave for a month so once that is finished, we will go," Lucius told her. She nodded and then she and her two got comfortable to wait. So, Harry's circle continued.

"I am Hadrian Maruke, Shadow Ace Gheyo," Said the masked Dragel from before. Harry gave a small smile and a wave. He smiled back.

"Blood Raven," Ilsa stated and then gave a small nod in acknowledgment. The man, Hadrian, nodded back.

"Yes, and you are Blood Wraith, and your Greta is Blood Rayne," Hadrian said with respect. Greta nodded as well.

"What does the Title mean?" Harry asked. Hadrian turned to him.

"There are four main elements and two secondary elements. Each one has a Blood Title holder. It means that in our element we are the best and undefeated. I am the Title holder for the Shadow courts, Ilsa for the Earth courts, and Greta for the Storm. It simply means that we are currently undefeated in our respective elements," Hadrian told him. Harry grinned.

"Very impressive. Congrats to all three of you. It sounds like a lovely accomplishment," Harry told them. The next man in his circle went. He was tall and bulky with dark hair and bright pink eyes. He was lovely.

"Wikhn, Shadow and Dark Fae, Gheyo King," He stated and then indicated for the next in line to go.

"Jasper Prewitt, Fire, Gheyo Queen," A redheaded man stated with a grin.

"How can you be a Queen if you are a man?" Harry asked curiously.

"It is just a rank title and has nothing to do with gender, Little One. It is simply an indicator of where they are in the hierarchy of Gheyo. Hadrian is an Ace which means he is at the top, Wikhn is just below him as King, and Jasper is just below him as Queen. From what I can tell we have two sets of each, which means you will have two suites. I don't see any Princes' and Princess'. That is a good indicator that you will be Hunting to fill those positions," Salazar answered him. That made some sense. He didn't know what hunting meant but he was sure he could get someone to explain it to him later.

"I am a changeling; do you know what that means?" The next man asked. Harry shook his head no. "It means that I have two forms. Male and Female and I can switch between the two. I am Kiran when I am in my male form and Kira in my female. When we exchange claim marks, we will have to do it with both. Is that going to be ok with you?"

"Of course, it is okay with me. I want you to be yourself no matter which self that is. I don't dislike women; I just prefer men. I want you to be exactly who you want to be without worrying about things like that. I will accept you for exactly who you are," Harry told them. They grinned and Harry smiled back.

"I am a Pareya, like your Severus, and Fire is my element." He finished and the next man moved to go. It was the very dark man that Harry had already exchanged claim marks with. Now that Harry could see him and his partner up close, they still seemed like perfect opposites of each other. Both were well over six feet and had hair down to their knees. The dark man's hair was pitch black and braided. The other man's hair was white, like snow, and let loose with only a bone clip holding the top portion back from falling in his face.

"I am Doyle, I am a Shadow Ace as well and half Unseelie Sidhe. This is Frost, he is my King. He is nameless and Unseelie Sidhe. We, like our Alpha and Beta, have been a soul-bonded pair for a millennia. We remember the creation of Nevarah as well," Doyle said in his bone-deep voice. Harry shivered. Salazar chuckled.

"They are lovely aren't they," He said to Harry, who only nodded.

"They are known in the fighting pits as The Darkness and The Killing Frost. Very lovely and deadly fighters, especially when they fight together. They are like two halves of one whole," Hadrian spoke up. Harry smiled at them. It was very obvious that they were two halves of the same whole. Harry hadn't seen them separate yet.

"I am Dorrin, Storm Queen," The man next to them stated. He was kinda perfect with them as well. He was all greys that seemed like a blend of their light and dark. Other than his eyes, they were a very pretty purple just like Blaise's eyes. "And since we are giving our Pit Names I am Tempest."

"Zagan, Joker, Hellcat," He said.

"Is that your pit name as well?" Harry asked curiously.

"No, Little One. I am a Hellcat. It is what I am, not who I am." Then he changed into a very large, lion-sized, feline. He crawled over and lay down with his head in Harry's lap. Harry smiled and ran his fingers through his fur. They stayed like that for the rest of the introductions.

"Riven Cairothe, Storm Mage." The next man stated simply.

"Tavit, I am a Necromancer," The man sitting next to him said just as simply. Harry could tell they would be fun to get talking. He grinned and waved.

"And I am your Healer, Amon. I am Shadow," The healer who had looked after Harry earlier stated. "I will be scanning everyone in the next week and requesting healer files. I am very picky, and I will be our circle's primary Healer and if a specialist is needed, I will choose them. I am particular about my patients and the care they receive." Harry grinned. He could live with that.

"I am perfectly fine with that, of course. But others may have healers that they already see and trust so it will be each person's individual choice. No one will force anyone in this circle to do anything they don't want to. That is a very big thing for me," Harry told Amon but it was meant for everyone.

After that, everyone stood to stretch and move around. Plans needed to be made so that they could get off of this realm and back to Nevarah. Luna had told Ilsa about Ron and his suppressions, and she smiled stating she could do something about it. She even offered to do it now since they would be waiting for Harry to exchange claim marks with everyone before they could go anyway. So, Harry would claim his new circle and Ron would get a cleansing. Harry was pretty excited and couldn't wait to see how different his life would be now. He was going to love getting to know his new circle and getting to know his parents. He would be happy to never see Dumbledore, Hermione, or the Dursleys ever again.