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New Family	By : kirallie Category: Anita Blake > Crossovers > AB/Harry Potter Views: 18587 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own the Anita Blake series nor Harry Potter. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Hope people liked the growing interaction between Harry and Jason. Remember though, Harry isn’t even seventeen yet. I know nothing of the adoption process.

Happy Birthday Harry!

Harry staggered into the kitchen, still mostly asleep much to the amusement of his cousin and Jason. The two werewolves had only been up a while themselves but they definitely looked more awake than the teen did.

“Good morning Harry!” Jason chirped cheerfully, earning himself a glare from his friend and a laugh from Richard.

“It’s too early.” Harry muttered, collapsing into his usual chair at the table.

“It’s nearly lunchtime Harry.” Richard pointed out, passing his cousin a glass of juice.

“No its not, you’re reading the clock wrong.” Harry insisted as he drank his juice.

“You should have gone to bed earlier then, instead of trying to wait up for me.” Richards comment caused Harry to perk up a bit, the reaction he’d secretly been hoping for.

“I wanted to tell you something.” Harry admitted.

“Well?” Richard questioned when it appeared Harry wasn’t going to say anything else.

“Could we talk? Alone.” Harry shot Jason an apologetic look as he asked but Jason just smiled.

“I should get going anyway. Congratulations again on the game. I’ll see you later.” He said easily and with that Jason left. But instead of talking Harry just played with the perspiration on his glass.

“Harry? What is it?” Richard asked in concern, thinking maybe what he hoped Harry was going to say wasn't really on the agenda.

“I…” Harry swallowed, feeling the words catch in his throat. Why was this so hard?
“Yes, I want to say yes.” He whispered, refusing to look at his cousin. But Richard would have none of that. He knelt beside Harry’s chair and gently turned it so they were facing each other. He tilted Harry’s chin up with one hand and searched his face, barely daring to hope.

“Say yes to what Harry?” Richard asked gently, because he had to be sure.

“The adoption.” Harry’s answer was so soft he almost didn’t hear him even with his enhanced hearing and how close they were. Richard slowly broke out into a grin. He let out a whoop of delight, lifting Harry from his chair and spinning them around, surprising a laugh out of the teen.

“You really mean it? You’re sure, you’ve really thought it out?” Richard knew he was babbling but he didn’t care, Harry had said yes.

“I’m sure. I thought about it and talked to some people about it. I really want this, do you?” Harry asked, he had to be positive Richard also wanted this.

“With all my heart. I know I can’t replace your parents Harry, but you’ll always have a home with me.” Richard stated seriously even as he pulled his cousin in for a hug.

“So what happens now?” Harry asked, because he didn’t know much about the actual process.

“Well, most of the papers have already been drawn up. We have to go see Mr. Tate at some point but it’s mainly just filing them with a judge and getting them approved. The court may want someone to come by, see what your living conditions are like and all. Since I’m already your legal guardian and family it’s a lot easier than it could have been.” Richard explained.
“You’ll have to decide what you want to do about your name though.” That comment earnt a groan from Harry.

“Potter-Black-Zeeman is too much of a mouthful.” Harry said and Richard nodded in understanding.
“How about Potter-Zeeman in the Muggle world and Potter-Black in the Wizarding one?” Harry’s question made Richard smile, happy his cousin wanted to use his name.

“Sounds good to me. You do realise we’re going to have to change your passport now?” He teased. Harry groaned again at that and Richard laughed in delight, giddy with relief and happiness.

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Jean-Claude stared in shock as Richard walked in, smiling. Something he very rarely saw.

“He said yes!” Richard’s declaration was met with amused glances from the few others present, including Jean-Claude, Anita and Asher.

“Who’d you propose too?” Anita teased, although she had a pretty good idea she knew what he was talking about.

“No one. Harry said yes to my adopting him.” Richard explained, and he couldn’t seem to stop smiling.

“That’s great Richard.” Anita hugged him and gave him a small, chaste kiss. Ever since Harry had appeared in their lives he’d been making the effort to let her close again.

“Indeed, congratulations mon loupe. Where is young Harry tonight?” Jean-Claude was glad to see Richard so happy for once.

“At a friends, they’re working on a project for school. That and I wanted him out of the house for a while. His birthday’s coming up in a month and I want to throw him a big party for it and the adoption. He’s never really had a real party before. The three of you are invited; it’ll start during the day but run into the night. It’s his seventeenth, a big deal back in England apparently so I want it to be special.” Richard’s invitation shocked the two vampire but they nodded in agreement.
“The Pard’s invited too so let them know?” Richard asked Anita.

“Sure, what day exactly?” Anita asked, wanting to clear her calendar, there was no way she was going to miss Harry’s party, even if Dolph rang he was going to be there, at least for a little while.

“July 31st. School finishes this week so I’ll need help keeping him occupied until then.” Richard admitted.

“Nathaniel likes having him over, so do most of the Pard so we’ll do what we can.” Anita offered, smiling at Richard’s enthusiasm.

“Thanks.” Richard said sincerely. He took her hand, smiling and didn’t pull away as something sparked between them. Anita let herself relax; maybe they could have tonight with no fighting.

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Jason watched Harry as the teen clowned around with the quickly growing Padfoot. His birthday was fast approaching and Jason had no clue what to get him. It had been easier at Christmas, when his feelings hadn’t been so conflicted but now he didn’t know what to do.

“You like him.” Jason spun at the quiet statement. He hadn’t sensed Nathaniel’s’ approach and the wereleopard had startled him.

“What are you talking about?” Jason asked, trying not to let his nervousness show.

“You like Harry.” Nathaniel shrugged as he answered.

“Of course I do, he’s my friend.” Jason’s reply earnt him a look of disbelief.

“You know what I mean.” Nathaniel said, now watching Harry. Jason slumped.

“Yeah, but its not like anything will come of it. He’s not even seventeen and he’s Richard’s cousin, soon to be son. Not liking my chances here.” Jason sounded defeated as he said it.

“He’ll be seventeen in a few weeks and adopted parent or not Richard can’t say anything if Harry likes you back.” Nathaniel told him, trying to cheer him up, even as he touched Jason’s arm gently.

“Harry doesn’t see me like that, I’m more like an older brother in his eyes.” Jason said.

“Are you sure? I’ve noticed him watching you sometimes.” Nathaniel told him.
“He may not know what he’s feeling, seems like he has as much experience with relationships as most of us do.”

“Maybe. But I don’t want to make things awkward.” Jason admitted.

“So don’t say anything. Watch his reactions, maybe you’ll see something.” Nathaniel offered before going back inside. He’d stopped by Richard’s house to grab the list of things Anita and the Pard were going to be supplying for the party and needed to leave before Harry noticed him and started asking questions.

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“Only two more years of torture left!” Joshua yelled as they left their last class for the day, earning the group some odd looks. Nic and Harry shared a look behind the blonds back, rolling their eyes at his behaviour.

“Rub it in why don’t you? It’s going to be torture once you guys leave.” Tim complained and the others felt a stab of guilt for being so excited when Tim would be left alone for a year.

“Sorry Timothy.” Harry apologised for the group.

“Yeah, we’re sorry. Now lets go! My parents are taking me camping this afternoon so I really don’t want to miss the portkey.” Josh said, all but pushing the others towards the portkey area.

“We’ll see you sometime for your Birthday James. You going for your apparition licence?” Shelley asked as they walked.

“Yeah. I’m getting really sick of portkeys and the Floo. It’ll be nice not to have to rely on them.” He answered.

“Good luck then!” She called as the group split up to head home for the summer holidays. Harry paused to study the school; it didn’t feel like he’d been at Salem for an entire year.

“James, come on!” Harry laughed at Joshua’s frustrated yell but picked up his pace.

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“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Harry shot out of bed, wand raised, only to blink in shock at Richard who was standing in the doorway, grinning. He was obviously the source of the shout that had woken him.

“One day I will really hex you for that.” Harry muttered as he put his wand away.

“Then it will be my fault for not dodging.” Richard said, shrugging unconcernedly. For all the times Harry had threatened to hex him, he'd never done it, although Richard had ducked a few cursed aimed at him after particularly bad nightmares. Richard honestly didn't believe Harry would ever intentionally hurt him.
“Come on, breakfast then presents.” Richard all but dragged him to the kitchen.

“Is there a werewolf version of catnip and how much have you had?” Harry grumbled but let himself be pulled along. Richard just laughed at his cousins’ grouchiness. He smiled as Harry froze in the kitchen doorway, staring in shock. Richard had gone all out for breakfast and probably a little overboard in the present department but it was worth it just to see the look on Harry’s face.
“All this…” Harry kept staring, unable to form a complete sentence in the face of what he saw.

“Is for you. Happy Birthday Harry.” He whispered and suddenly found himself with an arm full of happily crying Wizard. Richard let him cry, knowing they were good, healing tears. Harry was still seeing Gwen and probably would be for a while to come and she’d told him to let Harry show whatever emotion he wanted to when he needed it. The tears didn’t last very long and soon they were happily eating, Padfoot stealing whatever he could from their plates, when the owls weren’t dive-bombing them for scraps. Kek was the only animal not trying to steal their food and that was because he was still full from the rat he’d eaten a few weeks previously at the school. A rat that had been missing a certain toe. Not that anyone was aware of just who he’d eaten, except him of course, he’d seen Harry’s memories of the traitor and that had made the meal all the sweeter. Obviously the rat had been sent to look for Harry and Kek couldn’t allow that, although he still had to tell his human what he’d done and just who exactly he’d eaten.

“So what did you want to do today?” Harry asked once he’d finished opening his presents. His favourite was a framed copy of the adoption papers that he’d already hung in his room in pride of place and the golden snitch with his full name engraved on it, in very small writing so it would all fit!

“We’re going out for the day. You’ve been here almost a full year now and you haven’t been to the zoo yet. So hurry up and get dressed.” Richard pushed him towards his room as he talked, eyeing the clock. They needed to be gone soon.

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Richard watched as Harry ran from one display to another, acting like the teenager he was meant to be. The zoo had been a great idea; he’d have to thank Anita for it later.

“Richard come on! They’re feeding the seals in five minutes!” Harry yelled back to him so he picked up his pace. He loved seeing Harry this carefree and happy, he was so different from the suspicious, tense teen he’d met back in August. He’d give anything to let Harry always be so happy but he knew Harry planned to return to England eventually. The thought of his cousin, his adopted son, fighting a war…Richard hated it. He hated the very thought of a society that would expect a child to fight their war for them.
“Richard? What’s wrong?” He hadn’t noticed that he’d caught up to Harry so the teen’s worried question startled him.

“Nothing, lets go see those seals.” Richard shook off any dark thoughts and smiled for his cousin as he used his height to make a way through the growing crowd. This was not the time for such dark thoughts, not on such a happy day.

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“Almost there.” Richard assured his annoyed cousin. Harry had been blindfolded since they’d left the zoo and didn’t appreciate that or the fact that he was now slung over Richard’s shoulders like a sack of potatoes.

“You said that five minutes ago! Where in Merlin’s name are we? This is not the house.” Harry muttered as he bounced along. So much for any dignity he had! He sighed in relief as he was put back on his feet but Richard took his hand, leading him further, but at least it was under his own power now.

“Ready? Okay, now!” Richard whipped the blindfold off and Harry was left once again staring in shock. He had no clue where they were but wherever it was huge. And filled with just about everyone he knew!

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!!” The entire crowd shouted, nearly deafening him but he didn’t care. This was the best birthday he’d ever had! He let Jason and Lan drag him further into the room and away from Richard who stood still, smiling.

“He looked rather shocked.” Anita commented, smiling, as she handed Richard a drink.

“Well, I did blindfold him as soon as we got in the car.” Richard smiled as he said it and Anita laughed.

“So he has no clue where he is, does he?” She asked.

“Nope.” She took his hand as he answered and drew him into the crowd.

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Harry watched, laughing as his friends tried to dance and failed miserably. They’d tried to drag him out there but he’d dug his heels in and refused to budge, he wasn’t into public humiliation even on his birthday.

“Happy Birthday.” Harry turned and smiled happily at Jason as the werewolf handed him a new drink.

“Thanks, best one I’ve ever had.” Harry stated and it was true. He’d barley even paid attention to the small prickle in his scar he was so happy and busy.

“What did you and Richard do all day?” Jason asked, genuinely curious. Richard had refused to say in advance.

“We went to the zoo. I hadn’t been to this one before.” Harry answered smiling happily.

“Glad you enjoyed it.” Jason said honestly.

“By the way, where are we? Richard was a git and blindfolded me.” That statement caused Jason to laugh.

“We’re at the Circus. Jean-Claude closed it for the night for your party.” Jason’s statement got him a shocked look.

“Really?” Harry asked, amazed. He didn’t think the vampire liked him, let alone enough to do this for him.

“Really.” Jason answered. He fell silent, watching Harry as he watched his friends dancing, eyes sparkling with amusement and happiness. Should he?
“Dance with me?” He asked softly.

“What?” Harry turned to him in surprise; surely he hadn’t heard what he thought he had?

“Will you dance with me?” Jason shifted his feet nervously, now feeling like he shouldn’t have asked.

“Okay.” Harry took Jason’s hand and they joined the others on the floor, both in shock that they were doing this.
“I should warn you, I’m a terrible dancer.” Harry grimaced in remembrance of the Yule Ball.

“Just follow me, ignore everyone else and let go.” Jason told him and Harry nodded, blushing slightly.

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Requiem and Byron watched from the sides as Jason led a nervous Harry onto the dance floor before moving closer to whisper something. They shared amused smiles as they detected Harry’s slight blush before Jason began showing Harry how to move to the music and forget the crowd. It was awkward at first, Harry was too self-conscious but gradually the teen let go of his embarrassment and the two began to move well together.

“They look good together.” Byron commented and his friend nodded.
“Were you planning to tell me?”

“Tell you what?” Requiem asked.

“That you’re bonded to the boy?” Requiem froze at Byron’s statement.
“I overheard you and Richard. I haven’t told anyone.” Byron offered reassuringly.

“Please don’t. It would make things even more dangerous for him.” Requiem pleaded softly. It was a lot to ask for.

“I won’t.” Byron said, "But I won't betray my oath to Jean-Claude either." he said. Requiem nodded. It was more than he could have hoped for that Byron would not go running off to tell anyone in the first place.

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“They make an interesting pair, do they not?” Nathaniel turned and smiled at the blond vampire who had spoken.

“Yeah, if Jason ever works up the courage to tell him. He’s scared Richard will kill him or it will ruin his friendship with Harry if he does.” Nathaniel said. He subtly leaned closer to the vampire who gave no sign of noticing, much to his disappointment.

“Monsieur Zeeman has become more relaxed around Jean-Claude and Anita since the boys arrival. Perhaps they shall soon mend their relationship.” Asher stated calmly, confusing Nathaniel.

“I hope so, Anita loves them both.” He said uncertainly.

“If that happens she shall no longer need a pomme de sang.” Nathaniel was really confused by what Asher was saying.

“I guess not.” He replied softly.

“Would you consider being another’s?” Nathaniel actually stopped breathing for a few seconds at Asher’s question.

“Whose?” He breathed out.

“Mine.” Asher whispered, his breath on Nathaniel’s neck caused the wereleopard to shiver slightly.

“Ye…yes.” He stammered.

“Then I look forward to the day they mend their ways.” With that Asher was gone and Nathaniel was alone. But he had hope for the day that Anita no longer needed him and that made him smile.

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“Nearly midnight.” Jason whispered in Harry’s ear as they danced. He hummed in answer, too relaxed to bother with any other reply.
“And you said you can’t dance.” Jason said, smiling at Harry.

“I couldn’t, thank you for teaching me.” Harry blushed slightly again.

“Your welcome.” Jason said sincerely. Unable to stop himself he closed the small gap between them and gently brushed his lips against Harry’s, earning a surprised gasp but nothing worse. He cautiously met Harry’s eyes to see surprise but no disgust.
“Happy Birthday.” He pulled back as the music picked up again and then lunged forward as Harry swayed dangerously.
“Harry? What’s wrong?” He asked as the teen clutched at his head.

“Scar… burning.” Harry hissed out between clenched teeth. Jason quickly got them off the floor, letting his Masters feel his fear as he moved them out of the room. Richard soon joined them, having run from the other side of the room.

“Harry? Jason what’s wrong?” Richard asked, worry written all over his face but Jason could only shake his head in answer. He didn’t know what was wrong. Harry merely whimpered in pain and Richard quickly enfolded him in a hug.

“What’s wrong?” Anita asked as she showed up with Jean-Claude.

“I don’t know, we were dancing and then he was holding his head in pain. All he said is that his scar’s burning.” Jason explained. A gasp had them turning to see Nic and Lan standing nearby.

“Are you sure he said his scar?” Nic asked, worry clear in her eyes.

“Yes.” Jason answered.

“Shit.” Both teens swore. And Harry screamed.

TBC…
I’m sure you can all guess what’s happening, nice Birthday present huh?
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