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A New Home Across The Pond	By : RayvenMoon Category: Anita Blake > Crossovers > AB/Harry Potter Views: 7571 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: Disclaimers: I don't own any part of The Anita Blake Vampire Hunter Series or The Harry Potter Series, the sadly belong to JK Rowling and Laurell K Hamilton. I am also not making any money off this.

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Chapter 2: Are You Sure?

A/N: To answer everyone’s questions in reviews; YES. Enjoy and please rate and review.

“Are you sure about this Moony?” Sirius asked while he carried Harry to portkey. It was so strange hearing his younger voice come out, because he didn’t feel 23. Of course being younger meant the three of them would have all the time in the world together. No matter what age he was though Remus would always be beautiful in his eyes. The slightly longer chestnut brown hair with the touch of curl. Harry was the medium between them, not quite black not quite brown, just dark. Sirius was his usual dark roughish self, though he would have to trim his bangs at some point, they were currently falling into his eyes.

“Of course I’m sure,” he popped a piece of chocolate in his mouth. “Jean-Claude said we were more than welcome to stay as long as we needed.” He turned and looked back at them; Harry was still in a coma. All that magic that had poured through the boy had sapped every bit of strength he had. At least he was alive, anything else they could handle. “The American Ministry has already given us approval and said they would run interference with the British Ministry. As far as they know, we could be anywhere.”

The long and short of it was that older Marauders had spirited their comatose lover away from St. Mungo’s, packed up their homes and had all their accounts and Gringott’s transferred to the American goblin banks. Unlike the Europeans the American Wizarding world was much less reclusive. The fact that Remus was a werewolf was non issues since all shifters held civil rights in the States. Harry needed to be someplace where people didn’t know him; someplace untouched by Voldemort’s evil. The others had been from anywhere to upset by the actions to downright happy. Thankfully Remus had maintained his friendship with the vampire who was now Master of the City.

“Ready?” Remus pointed to the cane resting against the wall. It was topped with a platinum wolf head, a present for Jean-Claude, it was a temporary portkey spell and once they were in Guilty Pleasure’s the charm would wear off.

“As I’ll ever be.” Sirius tightened his hold on Harry before they grabbed a hold of the cane and were transported to Guilty Pleasures and Jean-Claude’s office. Sirius looked around the room; there were two vampires behind a desk, the blonde standing and the black hair one sitting. They both had the most startling blue eyes. On the couch was a another blonde, a human , he was watching them with wide eyes filled with caution.

Asher was busy talking with Jean-Claude trying to figure out just who their company was. His lover had been rather tight lipped, not out of the ordinary, but normally he was very forthcoming about company. “Why won’t you tell me just who these people are?”

“Because Asher, they are,” he waved a hand, “people you must see first to understand. Remy is an old friend and asked a great favor of me.” Asher could hear the emotion in his lover’s voice. Whoever this Remy was he meant a lot to Jean-Claude. He looked up when power he had never felt before washed over them all. There was a swirl of air and then in the middle of the office were two twenty something young men, no two men and the darker of the two was carrying someone.

“Remy!” The Master Vampire got to his feet and walked over to embrace the brunette, a werewolf. The other two were human, and yet different. They all tasted of power, like Anita did, but this was not necromancy. He stood there staring until the answer came to the scarred vampire; Wizards.

Jason in the meantime was trying to understand how three people had just appeared out of thin air. The one wrapped in his master’s embrace was a werewolf, an alpha to. The power just surrounded him, but there was more to it. Just as there was more to the pair with him. The one being carried looked about 16 or 17 and the one carrying him looked about the same age as the werewolf.

“Remy how is this possible, you look as if you have not aged a day since we last met.” Remus looked to Sirius and the other man nodded.

“That my friend is a very long story. First though is there someplace we can set Harry down?” The vampire nodded and gestured to the other couch.

“Of course mon loup. Set the boy down and tell me why you have not aged, Even a wizard ages.” Remus’ power tasted fairly much the same as it had when they first met, but there was something more, it tasted of the sleeping one’s magic. Remus should have looked forty to him, but instead he was looking at the young werewolf who he had first met nearly a hundred years ago.

“Go ahead and put him down Siri. We’re safe here and I don’t think he’ll complain.” Sirius set harry down on the couch and laid his jacket over his other lover.

“Thank you Jean-Claude for your hospitality. This cane is a gift from the three of us.” Remus bowed and held out the wolf head cane. Jean-Claude took it with a smile.

“Remy we are friends, no gift is needed. I am the one in debt to you after all, but thank you. This is very lovely and very appropriate. This is Asher my Temoin, my second in command, and Jason my Pomme De Sang.” Both Remus and Sirius looked from one man to the other. “Jason belongs to the Thronos Rokke Clan. His Ulfric and my human servant Anita will be joining us shortly. Anita is also Bolverk of the pack.”

“Impressive. This is Sirius Black, my mate and on the couch is Harry Potter, my other mate.”

“Potter? Didn’t you have a schoolmate with that last name? James was it?” Jean-Claude didn’t miss the pass of emotion in Remus’ eyes at the name.

“He is...was Harry’s father.” Sirius wrapped his arms around his lover and gave him a tight squeeze. After a few minutes the werewolf nodded, “Thank you, Siri. I’m fine. Now as for why we look like we do. The simple fact is we don’t know.” Before he could explain the five of them looked towards the office door and the commotion on the other side.

“RICHARD!! Wait!! You can’t just go storming in there.” Anita was trying to calm the werewolf before he did something he regretted.

“No! I don’t care if wolves are his animal to call he has no business inviting strange werewolves into my territory.” The door bounced off its hinges as he stormed in and came face to face with the newcomer. Richard actually blinked; the amount of power coming off the younger werewolf did not match up with the idea in his head of an old friend of Jean-Claude’s. The wolf inside was not pleased however and growled. If he was expecting the younger wolf to back down he got the surprise of his life when the other male growled back.

“Moony,” Siri tightened his arms around his lover, “Calm down ok. The yank’s just posturing.” He stroked Remus’ hair. Behind them Harry shifted and whined softly. That was enough to push the wolf back. They looked at each other, neither seeing the look that crossed Richard’s face. It was mild disgust.

“Richard, you forget your manners. They are my guests and I am still master here. Ah ma petite, so good to see you.” Anita walked around Richard to hug and kiss Jean-Claude.

“I tried to stop him,” she whispered softly. Richard as of late had just been a child about the littlest thing and this seemed to be just what he needed to ‘justifiably’ get mad and the vampire. If they didn’t need him so badly she was sure they would have put him out of their lives by now, no matter how much love they had for him.

“Anita, Richard, this is Remus Lupin and his mates Harry Potter and Sirius Black. Remus has asked me to grant them permission to settle here and I have done so.”
Now that she was actually looking at them Anita could sense the power coming off all three of them, “You’re not a werewolf.” She said to Sirius who just smirked.

“No. Though being friends with this one since I was 11 makes you think I should have been one.”

“11? You were born a werewolf?” This was from Jason. Children amongst the louki were very rare, for them the moon’s call was nearly impossible to ignore. Well unless his mother had been human.

“I was attacked when I was 8.” Remus said flatly, his eyes still very much on Richard. Everyone shared a look and decided to not push the story further.

“Now that everyone is here you can tell us just why you three are here.” Jean-Claude walked back to his seat, Anita came with him and sat in his lap. That alone got a look from Richard who stayed by the door, he did close it though, not wanting to have anyone eavesdropping on them. Both Sirius and Remus sat back down on the couch, Sirius pulling Harry’s head into his lap and Remus on his right.

“We, that is Siri and I are like this because of Harry. Or rather something Harry did,” Remus started before telling them all what had occurred during the final battle and afterwards. “Two day later we woke up as you see us and Harry was in a coma. That was a week ago, none of the medi-wizards could tell us just how we ended up back in our twenties or why Harry is in a coma. A day passed and after seeing what was being said in the papers and the sea of people practically worshiping him we thought a change of scenery would be good.”

“And what right did you two have to uproot him like that? You’re not his parents, just his lovers.” Richard asked. It was polite not by a long shot.

“It’s none on your bloody business, you wanker.” Sirius muttered as he stroked Harry’s hair.

“Padfoot, calm down ok.” Remus pulled out a piece of chocolate and handed it over.

“Moony that blighter over there would like nothing more than to tack your hide to his wall.” Sirius popped the chocolate into his mouth and chewed quickly.

“Nice pet names,” Richard sneered. Anita and Jean-Claude both glared at him and he stared at the wall.

“When we were younger...err in school we came up with the names when Sirius and the others found out about my secret. Moony is pretty obvious, the moon and all and he’s Padfoot because he can turn into a dog.”

“WHAT?!” Four pairs of eyes zeroed in on Sirius, Jean-Claude had heard this story before. Sirius smiled and ate up the attention.

“Since when are there weredogs?” Anita asked, looking at Richard and Jason who both shrugged.

“I’m not a ruddy weredog. I’m an animagus, luv.” Slipping from the couch Sirius strutted into the middle of the room, shooting Richard a look before bowing and soon in his place was a shaggy black dog. Padfoot wandered around and sniffed everyone. With Richard he barred his teeth without growling. Jason, Anita and Jean-Claude each got a lick on the hand. Asher though he sat and looked at, head cocked to the side.

“I think he wants you to stop hiding your face,” Anita said. Asher looked at her and then at the dog staring at him. The golden vampire stepped out of the shadows and swept his hair back. The reaction he got was not what he expected. Padfoot rose up and licked Asher’s scarred jaw before returning to Remus’ side, staying off the couch of course.

“Well that explains them, but it doesn’t explain how you know a 40 yr old werewolf in a 20 year olds body who is clearly not immortal.” Again Anita got right to the point. She was more interested in the story than anything, unlike Richard the trip didn’t give her a bad feeling, yes their magic was very different from hers, but it felt familiar. It was the only reason why she hadn’t drawn on Remus when he growled at Richard.

“As yes that story, that story is quite a tale, more so than theirs.”Stroking Anita’s arm he smiled, flashing fang.

“This was after I had left Belle Morte’s court. Around the time I met Requiem and Byron. I was out for a stroll and out of nowhere Remy came flying into my arms, quite literally.”
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