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Harry was running. He had been running for quite a while now. His chest was burning, legs were shaking, sweat dripping down into his eyes. He could barely see where he was going but he knew that he could not stop. If he stopped, they were going to beat him. He wasn't even healed up from the last game of 'Harry Hunting'.
"Hey Potty, go ahead and give up now. You know that we are going to catch you. The longer you make us run, the harder we are going to beat your stupid arse." Harry whimpered at the sound.
Harry had come straight from the hospital wing at Hogwarts to the Dursleys after the tournament. His body was still twitching, bruised, broken, and magically depleted from his altercation with Voldemort in the graveyard. As soon as he had returned to the Dursleys, they had started locking him in his room and starving him all over again. His nightmares had been loud and horrifying. Dudley and his gang started beating him about two days after he had gotten back, they were using the excuse of trying to beat the faggot out of him. Apparently, Harry screamed for Cedric in his sleep and Dudley had recorded him and let all of his friends listen to Harry's nightmares.
Ever since that day Dudley and his gang had been giving Harry almost daily beatings. Harry stumbled over something he didn't see and slammed into the ground. His head hit with a sickening crunch. He could feel the blood running down into his mouth from his nose. He tried to shake away the fuzzy, heaviness that was overwhelming him. He needed to get up and keep going. Harry's arms and legs weren't working for him anymore. His nerves had been pushed too far. He could hear the manic laughter of the five boys as they stopped running a few feet from him. Harry curled himself into as small of a target as he could get.
"Look at this. All curled up like a wittle baby." He heard Dudley taunt and the others laughed.
"We are going to hurt you so bad that every time you even think about being with another man you are going to remember this beating," Piers added coming closer. Harry whimpered again. He tried to hold in the noise but he just couldn't. He was too hurt and too broken from this past year. He wasn't the brave Gryffindor that he used to be. The tournament and everything afterward had changed him.
"You are nothing but a faggot freak." Still more laughing and more cruel words. Harry put his hands over his ears and tried not to listen. That apparently had been the wrong thing to do. Someone yanked him up by his hair, two more grabbed his arms to hold him in place. Dudley and Piers stood in front of him. They spit on him and then the hitting started. Punch after meaty-fisted punch hit him. He was hit over and over again. Harry felt the bones breaking, one particular hit to his ribs affected his breathing. Suddenly, he was gasping for every breath and coughing up blood.
"Oh man, Dudley I think you really hurt him this time." One of the boys holding him remarked. Still Piers and Dudley kept hitting him.
"Yo, we need to get out of here. I think you guys took it too far." Harry barely heard someone else exclaim. Then he was falling, he hit the ground hard. His vision was fading to black and his chest hurt so badly. He knew he wasn't breathing anymore. Everything hurt he just wanted it to be over. He was done fighting and hurting.
He felt a shattering inside of him and knew that this was it. This was his final brush with Death. The pain was fading away. He saw a woman in the darkness. Harry knew her, he had seen her a few times before. Harry let go completely and surrendered to the comforting, numbness of Death's embrace.
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Lady Death held the small broken boy in her arms. She hated each and every time that she had to send this boy back to Earth instead of whisking him away to her court. However, she never got the choice to keep him. He was Fate touched. Her sister had gotten to him first. But, just because he was Fate touched did not mean that she couldn't favor him. He did come from two lines that tied him to either her court or her personally. So, she had ripped away the seals on his wizard magic and his Dragel inheritance.
She held him as his body went through the change and did what it needed to do to heal enough damage so that he was no longer in danger of dying. She purged him of potions and compulsions that had been placed on him to make him compliant and reckless. There was a false Death seal on him and she removed it. In its place, she placed her true seal on him. It would call her to him if he was on the brink of death again. She would not allow him to go alone. She never had. She would comfort him through it and send him back if it wasn't his time. But, if it was his time she was going to take him to live in her court before anyone came for his soul. She felt the presence of her sister.
"You can not have him yet Sister. He has more things to do." Lady Death scoffed at Lady Fate.
"This boy has suffered more in his fourteen years of life than most others do in hundreds of years. You torture him and allow others to torture him. He should have been mine." Lady Fate roller her eyes at the redundant conversation. They had already had it too many times. She was tired of it, so, she threw her sister a line.
"He will only suffer a few years more. There will be one more time that you will come to him this way. I need him to finish this. He is the only one who can. Then I am going to give him everything he could have ever wanted and more. The next time he faces Death or Life-threatening situations, he will not be alone. He will have a large circle and so much family that he will not know what to do with them all. This has all been for a reason sister." Death looked at her sister to gage her sincerity.
"I want you to give him to me. When his fated are called to him I want you to take your hand off of him. He is as beloved to me as my first hound maybe even more. If you do not agree to this I will take him. I will hide him away in a realm so warded against you that you will never find him. I will give him peace." Fate was surprised at her sisters' insistence on this one small boy. After, he did his part for this one thing here on Earth she really had no need to keep him as hers.
"I will give him to you. But only after his fated are called to him. I will not have you or anyone else accuse me of torturing the boy and then throwing him away. I will give him a bit of joy and love to counteract all of the pain, torture, and Death. It matters not who he is touched by when the real battles start on Nevarah. He and his will fight anyways. For now though let him go and let him wake." Lady Death pressed a featherlight kiss to his head, just over his scar. She felt the foul soul fragment embedded there and drew it out of him as she pulled back. She sent another glare at her sister as she placed the fragment in a jar and tucked it away in her robes. She recognized the soul fragment. She had already received a piece of it a few years back.
The two watched as the boy began to stir and then they faded away and left him alone in the dark secluded alley way.
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Harry slowly became aware of himself again. He groaned and wanted to cry. He thought this was it. He was done living. The dark Lady had come to him again and held him through his pain. He had thought she was real when he was younger but as he grew he realized she was just his mind's way of coping with his near-death experiences.
The boy lay still and unmoving just trying to get a feel for his own body to see what damage had been done. His skin felt prickly, itchy even. He didn't feel like anything was broken but he knew it had to be. He had felt things snap. He knew a broken rib had punctured his lung but he was breathing fine now. He still had a faint tremor in his limbs but it wasn't anywhere as bad as it had been.
Finally, he opened his eyes and looked around. He reached to grab his glasses to check for cracks or brakes but he wasn't wearing them. 'What'. He blinked again and looked around. He could see everything clearly. That was weird. Who wakes up after a beating feeling better? He put his hands on the ground beside him to push himself off the ground and it felt weird. He held his hands up to see that he had...'claws?' what in Merlin was going on? His back also felt heavier than it should. Harry tried to turn around to look and noticed delicate-looking wings. 'Wings' I am dead. That is the only logical explanation.
The wings were sliver and peach with the smallest amounts of blue. They were very pretty. They were also very inconvenient and he couldn't walk around with wings and claws. No sooner did he think it he felt the wings and claw recede. 'Huh, that's convenient.' He stood and tried to fix himself as much as possible and then he started the long walk back to the Dursleys.
He spent the time that he was walking the familiar roads thinking about how he felt. Harry certainly felt different. He felt lighter, cleaner, and clear-headed. He couldn't remember the last time he had actually sat and thought something through. He was going to have to keep this hidden. No one could know until he figured out what he was and what he was going to do about it. He had been used enough. Fake-Moody had slipped him a copy of the rules and regulations about the tournament. He hadn't even read through them until a week ago after he had gotten back this this hellhole.
Apparently, Dumbledor could have, as his headmaster, withdrawn him from the tournament. Sirius, whether he was a wanted man or not, could have withdrawn him from the tournament. Having his name come out of the Goblet of Fire did not automatically bind him to participating. Dumbledor's signature was on the bottom of the last page. He had known that Harry didn't have to participate. He had been used, manipulated, and almost died multiple times and he had no idea why. Did Dumbledor want Voldemort to come back? Why else would he had just stood by and let this happen?
Another funny thing about participating that no one had told him about was that now that he had been forced to participate, he was an emancipated adult. He could live where he wanted and could be the master of his own decisions. He just hadn't yet decided how he was going to go about it. There were a lot of people that he did not trust or know if he could trust. He had to figure those things out first. He was distracted by a screech as a brown official owl flew down towards him. Harry held up his arm for the owl to land on. He took the letter attached to its leg and offered it a piece of the biscuit he had in his pocket. The owl took the offering and flew off with a hoot.
Harry looked down at the letter in his hand and noticed the golden 'G' that marked it as a letter from Gringotts. Harry sat on the nearby curb to open the letter. He didn't want to risk his tormentors finding it and destroying it before he could read it.
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Mr. Harry James Potter,
It has been brought to our attention here at Gringotts that you have come into an early creature inheritance. As, this is a very sensitive matter that needs to be discussed, we are requesting that you come to Gringotts at your earliest convenience. You do not need to make an appointment there is a small charm included with this letter. It is a portkey. When you are available grip the charm and use the activation word 'dragon' This will bring you straight into a private waiting room where your account manager will retrieve you from. Please do not delay for long.
Gringotts Bank British Branch Diagon Alley.
Rangor Head of Inheritance Division
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Harry sighed. So now he was going to have to find a way to excuse himself for Merlin only knew how long to go to the bank. But, honestly, he really needed to do this. It sounded like the goblins had the answers that he needed. He would find a way to go tomorrow. He got up tucked the letter away in a separate pocket from the charm and walked the last few blocks to number four Privet Dr.
When he got to the house pulled his invisibility cloak out of his bag and stepped in between two houses to slip it on. He was hoping that he could slip past his Aunt and Uncle without being seen so that he didn't have to endure one of their punishments for being out so late. He made it into the house and up the stairs to his room without being caught. He tucked his cloak away and crawled into bed without changing and went straight to sleep as soon as his head hit the sorry excuse of a pillow that he had.
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The next morning Harry woke up to banging on his door and Vernon screaming his name and demanding that he come down and get their breakfast going. Harry groaned and got up off of the cot. He stripped out of the bloody clothes and when he stretched he thought about letting out his wings. Suddenly, they were stretched out behind him. He concentrated on moving them and stretching them like he would any other muscle and sighed with relief as a bit of tension he didn't even know he was feeling loosened. Harry stretched a few more times and then concentrated on pulling his wings, claws, and fangs back in. He dressed and then headed downstairs. He smirked a bit at the look of surprise on Dudley's face.
Harry was up in his room again. He had finished making breakfast for the Dursleys and now he was contemplating just leaving for Gringotts now. It would probably be best if just went and got it over with just in case he turned out to be something that needed something specific to feed or something. He didn't want to hurt someone on accident. So he pulled out the charm and made sure that he had his bag with his most valuable things just in case something happened.
"Dragon" Harry called out loud and felt the sickening pull at his navel. He landed on his hands and knees and promptly vomited. He was sweaty and he couldn't breathe. Something was wrong. Was he back in the graveyard? He didn't have his wand this time it was in his bag. He would never be able to get to it before someone hurt him. Then he felt a cool smooth hand touch his head. It felt so nice and was sending calming waves through his body. He took a deep gasping breath and calmed himself down. He wasn't in the graveyard. This wasn't the tournament. He had taken a portkey to the bank.
"That's so good Harry. The whackspurts are almost all cleared out now." Harry sighed in relief. Luna was here. Harry and Luna had gotten close during this last year. Ron and Hermione had been awful friends even after apologizing. He had felt so alone and lost until this slight little blonde had found him crying in a deserted hallway. She had stuck to his side and babbled her nonsense and Harry loved her for it. She helped him with every task guiding him in the right way. Always near and Harry had begun to find the hidden meaning behind all of her strange talk and now he probably knew her better than anyone. Of course, was here. Harry needed her and she was always around when he needed her.
"Hello Lunagirl." Harry almost sobbed as he felt her small arms wrap around him. She vanished the vomit and straightened up his clothes and then helped him stand and move over to a chair. When she finally finished fussing over him she stepped behind him and Harry looked up to see a goblin standing in the doorway. Harry blushed and ducked his head. It was one thing for Luna to see him lose his shit, it was another thing entirely for someone else to see him.
"Mr. Potter, if you and Ms. Lovegood would please follow me to my office. I am Griphook and I am your account manager." Harry nodded and was not surprised when Luna linked her arm with his and skipped beside him looking around at everything while he led her down the hall. They entered and office and were waved into two chairs sitting across the desk from where the goblin sat himself down.
"Ms. Lovegood said that you would not mind if she was with you and she seemed to know when you were coming so we assumed that you told her about this meeting. We will however need you to verify that and then both of you will need to sign this paper stating that she will speak to no one outside of this room about what is said unless she has your permission to do so." Griphook laid a parchment down on the desk and pushed it toward them. Harry just picked up the offered quill and signed it and passed it to Luna, who also signed.
He, of course, had not told Luna about the meeting but he was used to her just knowing things. He also knew that she was his closest friend and would never tell any of his secrets even if she hadn't signed the paperwork.
"All right, with that taken care of. We can get down to the business of why you are here. You came in to an unexpected early inheritance last night did you not Mr. Potter?" Harry nodded. "What happened to trigger it? This should not have happened for another two years at least." Harry looked at Luna who nodded encouragingly.
"I was attacked and beaten by my cousin and his friends. They beat me so badly that I thought I was dead. I know I passed but when I woke up I felt better, cleaner, lighter, and I had changed. That is all I know."
"Ok and do you feel comfortable showing me your inheritance?" Harry nodded and then stood and took off his shirt. He concentrated and flexed his shoulders and knew he wings were out as well as the scales that covered his body. He could feel his fangs and claws as well. Luna giggled and then reached out to run a hand along his wings.
"So pretty Harry. You are a submissive Dragel. Just like I knew you would be." Luna hugged him. "You can put them away now he has seen enough." Harry sighed and pulled them all back in and put his shirt back on and they both sat back down in front of the goblin.
"Wonderful. Ms. Lovegood is correct you are definitely a submissive Dragel based on your size and coloring. Would you like to do a quick inheritance test to confirm for your records?"
"He does." Luna answered for him. Harry was fine with it and took the offered dagger and parchment. "Just prick your finger Harry and drip five drops on the paper." Harry did as he was told and then passed the dagger back to the goblin. They sat and waited watching the parchment as words began to appear.
"This will give you proof of your inheritance and it will also show what family you have here in this realm as well. Family that is off realm will not appear." Griphook stated as he pushed the parchment towards them. Harry read the parchment and was shocked. He read it twice, three times just to make sure he had read it all correctly.
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Harrison Orion Evanson-Malfoy/submissive dragel/nameless/High Noble
Family Circle includes / Parents
Lily Rose Evanson - Bearer-Submissive-Fire-High Noble / missing
Lucius Abraxas Malfoy-Sire-Alpha-Air-High Noble
James Fleamont Peverell -Beta-Air-High Noble / missing
Severus Tobias Snape - Pareya-Air-High Noble
Unknown - Third-Pareya-Merrow-High Noble /off realm-missing
Narcissa Irma Black-Pareya-Fire-High Noble
Frank Warren Longbottom-Gheyo Ace-Earth
Alice Lynn Longbottom-Gheyo King-druid/nameless
Xenophilius Lovegood-Gheyo Queen-Light Fae/Air Dragel
Remus John Lupin-Gheyo Prince-werewolf
Sirius Orion Black-Gheyo Princess-Shadow
Siblings
Draconis Ren Evanson-Malfoy-Twin-currently uninherited
Neville Warren Evanson-Malfoy-older brother-Alpha-Druid/Earth / Suppressed
Luna Hyacinth Evanson-Malfoy-Younger sister-Seer-currently uninherited
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Harry was crying and he didn't even know it. What had happened? How was this even possible? He had met at least five of his supposed parents how did they not know him? He had met and known all of his siblings. He, Neville, and Luna had always been friends but Draco was definitely not. He looked up and met the eyes of the goblin.
"How is this possible? I have so many more questions now than I did when we started. Where do we even start to cover all of this?" He was holding Luna's hand tightly. His little sister, because of course she was. That made perfect sense everything else did not.
"Take a deep breath big brother. We are going to get through all of it." Luna promised.
"You don't seem surprised." Harry stated quietly. Luna smiled brightly.
"Because of what my sire is, he was immune to whatever spell and suppressions were cast to make everyone forget. He has been playing along for years waiting for the right time to start striking back. I am aware for two reasons I was barely a few months old so the bad man was not concerned with me and my sire has raised me knowing the truth."
"Makes sense."
"We do not know how, whoever did this was able to do it. But we are going to start checking people slowly over the next few years for suppressions, potions, and spells that need to be removed. We will take a sample of the magical signature on each person to begin searching for the one behind everything."
"I suggest looking into Dumbledore," Harry told them very seriously. The goblin seemed surprised that Harry would speak out against him. "He manipulated and lied to me last year. He could have gotten me out of the tournament. I begged him to. I was given a copy of the rules and regulations. I know that Dumbledor, Sirius, Petunia, or even Vernon could have taken me out of the tournament. I know that he knew because his name was signed at the bottom of the parchment. I don't know what game he is playing but it isn't going to benefit anyone but himself. He has isolated me. He has told my friends not to write to me or contact me in any way. I only know this because a house elf who is my friend told me about it when he overheard. My Hogwarts letter came to the house I live in addressed to the cupboard under the stairs. There is no way that he didn't know that I was being abused. I begged him not to send me back, I told him that my 'family' hurt me and starved me. He told me I was being a child and that parents were allowed to discipline their children. He is not a good person." Griphook had been furiously writing the entire time that Harry had been talking. Harry hoped something was finally going to get taken care of.
"Mr. Potter, Ms. Lovegood, would the two of you consent to be tested for any potions, spells, or rituals?" Griphook suddenly asked. Harry and Luna both nodded yes. "Wonderful. Let us head to the infirmary then." The two siblings followed behind the goblin hand in hand. Harry didn't know if he would be able to separate from her now, knowing that she was his actual blood family. He wanted Neville and Draco to know as well. He wanted them to be the first to know so that the four of them could be together and work together to set things right.
"Here we are. Please each of you take a bed and a master healer will be with you shortly." Luna and Harry took beds right next to each other and waited.
"Did you know that I was your brother before you came to me this year?" Harry asked quietly. Luna shook her head no.
"Daddy didn't tell me who my siblings were, only that I had three brothers. I had suspected after a few months since we grew so close so fast. Then the whackspruts confirmed it for me." Harry smiled. That meant that Luna wanted to be his friend even before knowing they were siblings. Just then two new goblins approached them.
"We are going to be your healers today. We are going to do deep creature-specific diagnostic spells to assess you both. Do you consent?" Harry and Luna nodded. "We need verbal confirmation please."
"Yes, we consent." They said together. The healers began waving stones over them and sheets of paper began to form next to them with writing on them. Luna's was very short and done quickly. Harry's was not. The two healers seemed to get more and more angry the longer the parchment was.
"You have been a very abused little boy Harrison. We are going to help fix as much of this as we can. Luna all you need is a simple purge. There are only mild compulsion potions in you. Harrison your healing will be much more in-depth I am afraid and will take a bit longer." Harry frowned and Luna slipped off her bed and onto his.
"It's ok Harry. They are going to fix everything." Luna was handed a potion and a bucket. She took the potion and then sat up and vomited out quite a bit of black sludge.
"That should do it for you Luna. We will send you a potion monthly that will prevent any further compulsion potions from affecting you." Then the healers turned to Harry. "Harrison we are going to give you a choice here. We can go ahead and start the process of healing you since you are an emancipated and inherited adult. Or we can contact a parent of your choosing to bring here and check for all spells and compulsions and cleanse them first so that they can be here to help you make your choices." Harry looked at Luna and he really thought about it. Having Sirius or even Remus know that they were his actual parents would be so nice. But if Dumbledore really is the one behind everything then they are too close to him. Frank and Alice were in comas according to Neville. Xeno was deep in hiding himself. Maybe...
"I want you to call Lucius Malfoy. He is my sire and the alpha of my family circle. He also already openly hates Dumbledore. That will also help us know whether or not what was done to our parents can be undone." He looked to Luna who smiled proudly and nodded like he for sure made the right choice.
"We will send someone to retrieve him now. Until it is safe for him to see the two of you we are going to move you back into Griphook's office and let him talk to you about your inheritance and what exactly that means for you ok?" Harry nodded and he and Luna were led back to Griphook.
"Well first things first Mr. Evanson-Malfoy. This book contains everything that you need to know about dragels and Nevarah. The two of you may sit together on the sofa and read over while we wait to hear anything about Mr. Malfoy." The goblin pulled out a very large very old book and handed it over to them. The two of them moved to sit on the sofa but decided that it would be more comfortable to spread out on the floor side by side and read it together. Griphook shook his head and then went about getting together paperwork while they all waited.
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Lucius Malfoy was just about to leave for the ministry when there was a sharp knock on their front door. He changed direction and headed to answer the door instead. He did not, by any stretch of the imagination expect to see two armed goblins standing behind a third official-looking goblin.
"Is there something that I can help you with Master Goblin?" Lucius asked as politely as he could manage. One did not piss off the creatures that had their hands all over all of your money and holdings.
"No, Mr. Malfoy there is something that we can do for you. We have very damning evidence that you are under at least a few involuntary spells, potions, or compulsions. We would like to offer you one free of charge diagnostic and if we are proven right we are prepared to offer you a free ritual cleansing as well." Lucius was shocked. The goblins were not known for doing anything for free. This had to be a very serious thing indeed.
"Of course, let me inform my wife that I may be home later than normal." Lucius sent a house elf to deliver his message but did not include where he was going. It didn't seem like something he should share just yet. Lucius was then grabbed by one of the goblins and ported directly to what appeared to be an underground infirmary run by goblins. He was seated on a bed and a stone was waved over him after he gave his consent. He watched as a parchment appeared and began to fill itself out.
"Just as we suspected." They handed the paper over to Lucius, who was absolutely floored by the sheer amount of potions and spells on him. "Would you like us to make preparations to cleanse you of everything?" Lucius scowled and nodded.
"Yes, please do remove them and then I want the magical signature of every person who did this to me so that they can be tried for this." Lucius was lead to a cleansing room and asked to strip and bathe before changing into their cleansing robes. As he did this the goblins prepared the proper ruins and potions that would be needed for the cleansing. They recognized the spell that was used to destroy this family. It was old and illegal and forbidden. They also had a counter ritual for it.
Lucius was handed a few different purging potions and a bucket and that was how he spent his time waiting for the ritual to be ready. Vomiting up buckets of black sludge.
After, almost an hour Lucious was led into a ritual room and directed to lie down in the middle. As soon as he was comfortable nine goblins stepped forward put up a barrier and began to chant. Soon Lucius was writhing in pain and passed out. He would not come to for another few hours.
When the stoic man finally did come to it was with a gasp and shudder. He then hunched in on himself and sobbed. All of his memories had been restored. He remembers all of his bonded. He remembered his lovely fire-submissive Lily and their strong handsome Beta. He remembers the war that was started in a very different way than the world was told. He remembered the way their family had been ambushed during a resting period and all were incapacitated and fed potions before they were each taken to another room and a ritual was performed. When they came out the other side they had new memories and suppressed inheritances. Most of all he remembered his children. Draco was not his only child. He had three others and he intended to find them first.
Finally, the Alpha pulled himself together. He cleaned his face and put on his clothes. He then turned to the goblins present.
"There is no need to guess who is guilty of this. Albus Dumbledore is a half-breed Torvak. He is the one responsible. I will offer memory evidence for it. Now, I need assistance locating my children.
"Well, Mr. Malfoy, that is exactly why you were brought here. One of your children was attacked and an early inheritance was forced. He was summoned here and an inheritance test was done that showed you and your circle as his parents. He is in need of a cleansing as well but there are a few other very concerning things wrong with him. We asked him if he would like to have a parent present to help him understand and make choices about his care. You were chosen. If you would follow me, two of your children are waiting." Lucius was shocked at the news. He knew Draco was at home visiting with Theodore and Blaise. So it was either Harry or Neville and it didn't seem likely that either of them would ask for him considering their past.
Lucius was led to an office where a goblin was waiting behind a desk but he didn't see any teenagers. Then he heard laughter and giggles and looked behind the desk to see two of his children lying on the floor reading a very old book and laughing about something they had obviously just read. It was a beautiful sound to hear. Griphook cleared his throat and the teenagers jumped and turned toward the goblin looking guilty.
"Your father is here." The goblin said casually and inclined his head to Lucius. Both of the children stood quickly and then a small blonde girl barreled into him laughing joyously. His little Luna. She was barely a few months old the last time he held her and now she was about thirteen if his calculations were correct. He wrapped an arm around her and then locked blue eyes with bright emerald green. There were tears in those precious eyes. Lucius felt Luna move aside and he called out his dragel for the first time in fourteen years. His white and silver wings spread out. He then rumbled soothingly in his chest. The boy gave a soft chirrup and then called his own dragel traits out.
Lucius rumbled soothingly again at his tiny little submissive son. He was Draco's twin but he was so much smaller like he was years younger. It broke his heart just a little. Harry let out another small uncertain, questioning sound. He was afraid and Lucius was sad and angry all over again. Because of Dumbledore his own son was afraid of him. Lucius continued to rumble and click reassuringly as he took small cautious steps forward. Finally, he reached Harry and gently pulled him into his arms. Lucius felt a small tear fall at the bones he could feel. His son had not been properly cared for. He held Harry and waited. Slowly the boy wrapped his arms around Lucius and the both of them felt their familial bond click into place.
Suddenly, Harry was clinging to him and his whole little body was shaking with the force of his sobs. Lucius continued to hold him and send him reassuring noises. Then Luna slipped into the hug with them and that bond also shifted into place for the three of them. Lucius wrapped his wings around them and settled on the floor with both of them in his lap. He did not know how long they sat there before Harry was sleeping and Luna was gently running fingers through his unruly locks. At first, they still seemed to be black but at a closer look his hair was actually a deep navy. It was almost the same exact color as Laurent's hair had been.
Lucius, Harry, and Luna did not know where things went from here but one thing they all knew for certain was that Dumbledore was going to pay. Lucius carefully stood and moved to the sofa in the room and turned to Griphook and the two healers who had stayed in the room.
"Now someone tell me what happened to my son that caused an early inheritance and I want to see the scans that were done on him to find out why he is so very small and obviously not taken care of. We need to work on a plan to correct all of his health issues." It was time to get down to business and start making plans for Dumbledore's downfall.
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By the time Lucius had finished reading over the scans and listening to the healers and Griphook tell him about what had happened he was furious. He was ready to rip a few people to pieces. His poor child had been severely beaten starting at age four and starved starting around the time that he had been taken from them at two. His son also had multiple seals on him. There were two seals that had been shattered yesterday. One that was suppressing his Dragel inheritance and magic and one that was suppressing most of his wizard magic. A death seal had been removed but also replaced with a different one that was stronger and not meant to harm but to help. A soul seal, a prophetic seal, another soul seal that was combined with a leeching seal of some sort. There was a suppression seal to hide his inheritance from a mentor. Then there was two other seals but those were family ones that had been placed on him and Draco at birth.
Someone unknown had cleansed him of a few potions and spells that had been on him but there was still so much more. He was so upset about all of it and almost didn't notice with the boy started stirring in his arms. He blinked his pretty little eyes and looked up at Lucius cautiously.
"What is the matter, Harry?" Lucius asked softly. He made sure that his voice stayed calm and soothing. The boy had been so abused he was surprised that he had let him approach him.
"You are angry." Lucius blinked in surprise. How did he know?
"Harry, how do you know that I am angry?" The boy blinked and seemed confused for a moment like he didn't understand.
"I can feel it. Like a dull ache in my head. I know you are angry. I know Luna is calm because I can feel it soothing away the ache of your anger." Lucius turned to the goblins.
"What did you say his element was?"
"He doesn't have an element. He is a nameless. I would be inclined to believe that he is an empath. He will need help learning to control that or it could get very overwhelming. We can teach you all dampening spells." That made sense. Lucius turned back to Harry.
"I am angry yes. But I am not angry at you. I am angry at what has been done to you. But don't worry, son, we are going to get you taken care of. We discussed some options for your healing while you were resting. Would you like to hear them so that you can help decide what you want done?" Harry nodded and thought about getting up and sitting down next to Lucius but his instincts definitely didn't want to do that. So he looked up at Lucius and watched his face carefully as he shifted and pressed himself a little bit closer. Lucius only smiled softly and tightened his arms around him and rumbled at him soothingly. Harry smiled and then readied himself to pay attention.
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After a little bit of talking over options they decided to remove the two soul seals especially because of the leech. They were also going to attempt to remove to prophetic seal because it was illegal and felt false. They were going to leave the family seals on until a time when they could be done with Earth and leave for Nevarah. Lucius and his bonded had only ever been once when they had learned about it and wanted to see what it was like. That was where they had met their Merrow bonded. He had stayed behind for the time being and they had made plans to settle affairs on earth and head back to Nevarah. That was when Lily found out she was pregnant with Draconis and Harrison. Their Merrow had then made trips to them because they didn't want Lily traveling across realms while pregnant. One thing led to another and then Narcissa was pregnant with Luna. Then they had all been kidnapped and mind-raped.
Lucius shook himself from his tangent. They were also leaving the seal to block him from his mentor. They didn't want anything to happen that could tip Dumbledore off that something was going on. Currently, Lucius and Luna were talking with Griphook about getting Draco and Neville to the bank to do the same things with them. While Harry was going through his cleansing. The four children were going to go back to school and act as normal as possible minus the horrible rivalry between Draco and Harry. They were not going to publicly be anything close to friends but they were going to stop actively fighting in public.
Lucius, Xeno, the goblins, and the children were going to work slowly and carefully to get evidence and slowly tear Dumbledore's plans down around him. The adults were also going to start searching for James and Lily who were clearly not dead according to Harry's parchment. Once they knew where James and Lily were they were going to have to start moving quickly and quietly to cleanse everyone that hadn't been already so that they could disappear before Dumbledore could do anything to hinder them. They were all also going to start looking out for others who seemed to have creature blood or seemed to be under spells or compulsions. They were going to make lists to pass off to the royals in Nevarah so that they could handle the massive issue that was happening on Earth.
Draco and Neville arrived and were rushed off to the infirmary. Nothing as serious as with Harry had been done to either of them. Simple suppressions, memory charms, and compulsion charms had been layered over each of them repeatedly. Both boys were given potions to clear them. They spent an hour vomiting up black sludge before they were fine.
Neville who was actually sixteen and not fourteen had his Inheritance unsealed and Lucius was proud to see that he was a Druid/Dragel Alpha with an affinity for Earth magic. The three siblings spent the next hour with Draco apologizing for his behavior and begging for forgiveness. He also was very unsettled. He paced and whined and wrung his hands together.
"Draco, what is it?" Lucius finally asked. Draco paused and then went to his father. Lucius tucked him in close to him and wrapped a wing around his back. Draco would be a submissive as well based on his behavior.
"I need to see Harry. I can feel our broken bond. I need to see him so that I can beg him to forgive me and so that we can fix our twin bond. Half of me is missing." Lucius cuddled him close and only a moment later the office door was opened and a very exhausted-looking Harry came stumbling in. He barely registered all of the people in the room. He just went where his instincts pulled him. He ended up standing in front of Lucius and Draco rubbing his eyes and yawning. His wings, claws, and fangs, were all still out and Harry whined at Lucius. He wanted him to move. His instincts were pulling him to his twin and he couldn't get to him with Lucius having him tucked under his arm and wing.
"What is it, Harry? Use your words." Harry whined again and rubbed his eyes.
"Want Draco. Feel pulled in two. Empty. Please, papa." Lucius was startled at the name. He hadn't heard Harry call him Papa since he was two. Draco hearing Harry's quiet plea moved away from his still-stunned father and stood in front of his small twin.
"Harry. Please forgive me for how badly I have treated you. I am so sorry." Draco pleaded with the smaller boy. Harry blinked his pretty green eyes up at Draco and smiled.
"I will forgive you if you forgive me. I was just as awful to you. We can do better now." Draco nodded and still seemed hesitant. Harry however had fully given in to his instincts. He snuggled up to Draco and purred at him. Both boys sighed in contentment when their bond solidified between them. They could fully feel each other again for the first time in twelve years. Luna and Neville took the opportunity to join in on the snuggle and Harry felt that sibling bond click into place as well. He went from being an orphaned only child with no one in the world to having eleven parents and three siblings. Harry wanted to cry again. So much had changed in the course of one day. What would the next few years be like? Harry would be lying if he said he wasn't a little bit excited to find out.