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By : Notsalony
Category: Anita Blake > Crossovers > AB/Harry Potter
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"Hey, Mione, mail." Ron yawned on his way to bed when he opened the window for the approaching owl." He ruffled his red tuff of hair and smiled at his wife.
"Who'd be sending letters this late?" She gave the owl a treat while taking the letters off his leg. She started for the third but he snipped at her and flew off. "Hum... two for me and one for another... it's Harry's writing."
"Finally writing from America. Blimey that bird's barely haggard making the trip."
"They set up a kind of floo point for owls traveling internationally." Hermione said conversationally as she opened the first letter addressed to her.
Dear Hermione and Ron,
HEY! Gods it's been forever since I seen you. I have loads to tell you. I have a job now, and a place to live. I'm also seeing... people.... finally. And I'm making friends. But more about that later. I need you to use the key I left with you and go to Gringots soon and take the second letter. It requests that they get my trunk from my vault. It's the only one in there right now so it's not hard to spot. I also need you to find any pictures and family history you can on Dad's side of the family.
Normally I wouldn't bother you with this... but I've met Dad's Great Great Grandfather.
Hermione stopped reading and frowned. 'Met his dad's... that's not possible...'
Jean-Claude is a master vampire here in St. Louis. And... he's my Great Great Great Grandfather. His son's name was Benjamin Potter. And I know that was the name of Grandpa Harold's Grandpa. I also know that Benjamin's son was Joshua. I just want any information you can dig up on them. I want to teach him about the family he never knew he had. Since... Ben's mom told Jean-Claude his son was stillborn. She didn't want her son raised by a vampire I guess.
And can you quietly dig any information on an older vampire who used to live in Scotland. His name now is Damian and he's... well his my Mom's Dad.
"Bloody hell, Harry's got vampire blood in his family." Ron grinned. "Good thing he didn't find out in school." Ron yawned.
"Why's that?" Hermione blinked up from the letter.
"Oh, I keep forgetting you weren't raise by wizards." Ron stretched. "We hear bedtime stories about good witches who were tempted by vampires and bore them Dhampires." Hermione looked at him inquisitively. "A half vampire? Anyways. The stories always paint the Dhampires in a nasty light. That they were tempted by dark magics and controlled by dark forces. Personally I always thought it was a way of people telling girls not to..." Ron blushed. "you know..." He bit his lip. "Before they were married." He cleared his throat. "But I know for a fact that it's a load of crap." That got Hermione's attention.
"How?"
"Oh, Dad's sister, Aunt Ruth." Ron smiled. "She married a Dhampir." He shrugged. "Good guy, bit obsessive with his garden, but he's Welsh." He said like that explained everything. "Hell you've met him too." Ron went over to grab their wedding photo from the wall. "Right there," He pointed. "Fourth row back seventh from the end." He looked at the photo. "Oi, down in front." The front three rows ducked down. "See."
"Oh, Janis. Yes, he gave me a lovely Cameo for a wedding gift." She smiled.
"Yeah, Uncle Janis is a good guy. No trace of evil in him. And he's a decent wizard. And they're the ones who had my cousin who's a squib. He's an accountant in London." Ron nodded. "He couldn't make it to the wedding, had to work." He sighed. "I think you'd have liked Matt." He smiled. "He's a couple years older then us. And funny as hell." Ron grinned.
"So you're okay with Harry having vampire blood?" Hermione bit her lip.
"Yeah. I'm fine with it. It's a little odd, but it does explain his hair and the eyes and the skin tone a bit." He shrugged. "But eh. Sounds like he's getting on with the guys so hey, he has family that he likes now. I'm not going to go messing that up."
"Ronald Weasley, that's the most... insightful unselfish not self centered thing you've ever said." She marveled at her husband.
"Well there's two reasons for that." He smiled. "The first is that Harry's my oldest friend next to you and I want him to be happy. It's why I told him to go on this trip so he could find his way again." He rubbed Hermione's neck.
"And the other reason?" She yawned.
"I like sex and I like my tackle where it is. And I know you'd cut off one of them..." He laughed as he ran out of the room.
"I KNOW WHERE YOU SLEEP RONALD WEASLEY!" She half heatedly yelled after him. She shook her head and turned back to the letter.
There's more you need to know of course. Like I was in a little accident... nothing major. I'm alive. And you should see the other guy. Hermione frowned.
Yes Hermione, I am a trouble magnet. We know this and we're moving on. Anyways... it's ... um... well it's changed a few things. I think I'll be living here for the most part. Because... well... I like how my kind are treated here more then over there.
Hermione frowned and covered his mouth. There is no way he... no... not after such a short time... and so many close calls... he... she sighed as she picked up the letter.
A demon was mucking about over here... and well... he... created a new breed of lycanthrope. It was half werewolf and half wereleopard. Lucky me I got to be his first victim when he transformed. And lucky me I get the jackpot of getting infected with the new virus. It's... kind of messed things up a little but I'll adapt. As it is I'm apparently dating two people now.
Hermione's brow furrowed.
One is Nathaniel, I work with him... and... well... he's a wereleopard and an exotic dancer.
Hermione's eyes shot up into her hair. 'Damn it Ron left too soon.' She thought to herself, turning back to the letter.
Yes Hermione, I'm a stripper. Yes Ron, I do take my kit off for women. Yes, both of you, I'm dating two guys. Yes Ron, I am having sex. No, Hermione I'm not being safe, I'm also pregnant.
Hermione's eyes went wide with shock.
Gotcha. Naw, we're.. being safe. I'm... well I was safe my first time. Now... it doesn't really mater. Nothing gets a lycanthrope sick. So... I'm good now. Anyways the other guy.
Sam. He's a Us Federal Marshal. That's kind of like an Auror for muggles. He was in the attack with me and was attacked by the werewolf who was possessed. He's a werewolf now. And... no we've not been together. We just started dating today. The three of us together.... and yes that works. Anyways. I think I might be moving soon if Anita's mood is anything to go by. OH!
Anita is Nathaniel's girlfriend and his mistress. She's okay with me dating him.
"What the hell did you get yourself into?" Hermione shook her head.
Anyways, she's talking like it might be better if I lived in her house with Sam and Nathaniel before we try being so far away from her living with Jean-Claude. He's the Master of the city and he's really nice... and like I said before I want to be nice to him and teach him about Ben and my family... so anything at all Hermione would be great.
Best of wishes and all my love,
Harry J. Potter
"Bloody fucking hell." Hermione pinched the bridge of her nose. At least she knew he was alive and well. She repeated that in her head as a mantra to keep herself from hexing him across the ocean.
***
"Hey Dudley?" A guy sat up and scratched his bare chest and opened the dorm window. "There's a letter for you ... on the leg of an owl...?" He frowned.
"Thanks Shawn. That's from my cousin." Dudley snatched the letter and opened it.
"He uses owls to deliver his mail?" Shawn frowned under his blonde locks, his hand over the muscular chest and frozen over his treasure trail.
"Yeah, he has access to trained Owls. It's really nothing big." Dudley smiled and looked at the letter.
Dear Dudley,
I know you have no reason to read this, hell I'm half expecting it to be torn up and burned. But I wanted to ask a favor of you. Can you send any pictures you can of Grandma and my mom? I'll attack the phone number for my hospital room which should be good if you call me in the next few days.
Oh, I'm in America if that helps. So, yeah. If you can, call and I'll give the address, that way I know if you're interested in helping me.
-Harry.
"What the bloody hell happened to him now?" Dudley shook his head as he dug into his back pocket to pull out his wallet. He was sitting at the little dorm kitchenette wearing only his jeans. He'd given up on the sweets and started working out to keep himself from having to get the shots for his diabetes. It'd left him with a body that was all muscle but almost as slim as his mother's build. He pulled out his phone card and looked at Shawn. "Can you hand me the phone?"
"Something wrong?" Shawn frowned.
"Yeah, my cousin's in the hospital." Dudley answered as he dialed the number.
"Calling your folks?"
"Oh god no. They still think he's worthless. The kid saves my life over and over again. Then paid to keep us safe during that fucked up year two years ago. And they still hate him." Dudley shook his head. "Besides Dad's not talking to me after what YOU did at last Christmas." Dudley shot an amused glance at his friend.
"Well, in my defense, I thought I gave your father the p.c. photo of us in front of the fire where we were fully clothed and smiling at the camera. And I thought I sent my Dad the photo of the pair of us wearing nothing but Santa hats over our crotches making out like wild men." Shawn blushed.
"Yeah, right up till he unwrapped it and kicked us out of the house for being morally bankrupt." He rolled his eyes and then heard a voice come on the phone.
"St. Louis Mercy Medical, how may I help you?" The nurse's voice came on the line.
"Yes, I'd like to speak to Mr. Harry Potter in room 304 please."
"One moment please." Dudley waited.
"Hello?" Harry asked into the line.
"Hey cousin."
"DUDLEY?" Harry sounded shocked.
"Yep. I thought I'd call and get the address now before I go talk to mom. Dad's... well you know what Vernon can be like." Dudley smiled when Harry snorted. "Besides he's not speaking to 'the filth' like me right now. So mom will be easier to talk to in a few hours when he's off to work."
"Bloody fuck, what'd you do to get lumped in with me?" Harry marveled on the phone.
"Oh my duffus of a boyfriend sent him a racy photo of the pair of us for Christmas by mistake." He rolled his eyes. "Still there?" Dudley asked after a while.
"Some how I think they'll blame that on me too if they ever find out I'm dating two guys." Harry laughed.
"Two... Wow cousin, your making up for lost time." Dudley chuckled. "Your owl caught me before my first class, so I don't have very long to talk." He nodded at Shawn who was tapping his watch.
"Yeah. You know about vampires being made citizens in London right?" Harry bit his lip.
"Yeah, it's been all over the news for the last few years. Big deal with them being made legal and all. Why?" Dudley frowned.
"Well, I'm asking for the photos for a vampire over here who knew Grandma...." Harry bit his lip.
"Wow, old Grandma had a vampire friend?" Dudley crowed.
"Well more like she knew him... very well." Harry winced.
"Are you... I mean... you can't mean..." Dudley blushed.
"He's my Grandpa." Harry supplied.
"Just yours?" Dudley bit his own lip.
"Yeah. He only knew Grandma Mary long enough to have my mom. He didn't know about my mom either." Harry added.
"Ah. Okay. I'll leave that bit out. Mom's been going to therapy about things. She's finally admitted to herself that she misses her sister a lot." Dudley said softly. "She's... she's been so fragile these last few months. Memories coming back from when she was little." He sighed.
"About the day with the branch and how she got the limp she had for a long time." Harry supplied.
"How'd you know..."
"I met the guy who did it to her. He... he died trying to keep me alive." Harry closed his eyes and tried not to cry.
"Well at least he redeemed what ever evils he did in his life by doing the right thing." Dudley gave a weak smile.
"yeah. Anyways, I'll let you go, you got a pen?"
***
Hermione was a force of nature when she had a project. She'd contacted the hall of records, and everyone who was still alive and who had known the Potters. She'd gotten all sorts of pensive vials stored in a large container, and packed a shrunken pensive into the package too. She knew Harry didn't take his and wasn't sure if it'd be in his trunk. He'd kept Dumbledore's pensive after the final battle.
She'd also ran into Mrs. Tonks and talked to her about her failing health. Hermione told her she was working on a package to Harry and said she'd wait for Mrs. Tonks to write him a letter. So she tucked the sealed letter into the package with the shrunken pensive, shrunken trunk, and shrunken memory vials. She added her own letter into it and thought again about packing a howler in there. But decided against it. She did however shrink and put in the paperwork to get an international fire chat point put in. She'd used her contacts in the ministry to get it flagged for high priority when the paperwork came in. Worrying over everything else she jumped when there was a knock on her back door.
"Come on in." Hermione called as she kept an eye on the ward stone above the door. If she was in danger it would flash and knock out the intruder, even if they were invited in. She watched in shock as a platinum blonde stuck his head around the doorframe.
"Hi..." He said sheepishly.
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't hex your balls to your lips." Hermione stood up.
"I heard you talked to him." Draco stood there utterly broken, his body looking weak as he barely stood there. She signed to herself and offered him a chair.
***
"You can put that box over by the wall." Harry offered as he moved some of the cloths he'd bought today and some small possessions he'd not been able to not buy when they'd went shopping. Anita had shown him the room before he, Sam, and Nathaniel had went out to do some shopping. Harry had gotten a paid handsomely for performing at the club. They'd billed him as Evan, Asher's idea to shorten the name, the wizard stripper, and it'd been a hit. They'd also announced that he'd been attacked by a werewolf and a wereleopard, and was planning another show after the full moon. To unveil which animal if any he became.
"Okay." Sam smiled as he sat the box down and turned around. They'd been moving there things in for days now. Sam had even went so far as to ride out with Dean to pick up the things he kept in his storage locker out at Bobby's place. Bobby had tossed him a silver pen and he'd jumped back hissing at the pain. Bobby'd taken to Sam being a werewolf easier then they'd thought. Add in the fact that he was now in a gay relationship with two guys... well Bobby had just shook his head and said it was about time Sammy came out of the closet.
"This is kind of cool." Harry nuzzled Sam as Nathaniel came in the room, they opened their arms to him and pulled him into the hug. "Hi." Harry nuzzled Nathaniel's neck.
"I wanted to tell you I had snacks down in the kitchen." Nathaniel smiled sheepishly.
"Oh?" Sam nuzzled the other side of Nathaniel's neck. "God I can't get enough of your smell...." His eyes seemed to dilate.
"He's right, you smell REALLY good." Harry licked Nathaniel's neck.
"you smell pretty good yourselves." Nathaniel moaned.
"How about after we eat we try to see if we can break in those sheets we picked out yesterday?" Harry nibbled on Nathaniel's ear. "You picked out the perfect color Nathaniel." He snuggled his lover.
"Yeah, you managed to find a color we all three love." Sam smiled as he pulled Nathaniel in for a deep soul searching kiss. "Food then sex?" He looked into Nathaniel's lilac eyes before watching their wereleopard lover nod.
"Good." Harry smiled.
"HEY POTTER!" Anita's voice came from the bottom of the stairs. "You have an owl!" She shouted.
"Mail for me? Must be from Mione." He took off down the stairs with both his lovers trailing after him.
***
Dear Harry,
First off if you think you're getting out of a good scolding then you don't know me at all. I'm going to wait till you get your floo hooked up, the paperwork is in the box, and then I'm going to let you have it. So hook up the floo quickly. Or else Ron is liable to want to yell at you too.
Secondly, I included everything you needed in the box, plus a pensive and memory vials of memories of your mom and dad and their families. I hope your family is doing well. I also hope you're not going to go anywhere near that potion during the full moon. I looked up how the potion reacts to wereleopards. It makes them VIOLENTLY ill. And has even killed a fair few of them. They tried to make one using catnip, but it didn't work as well.
Now, speaking of people who change at the full moon. Two men, both of them lycanthropes. Goodness Harry, only you can find good hearted people who need a good friend to surround yourself with. I'm glad you found them. Oh, do read Mrs. Tonk's letter after this please. It's.. . important.
All my love,
Hermione Weasley
"She sounds nice." Nathaniel read over Harry's shoulder.
"Yeah she is. She's just worried." Harry sighed as he went about the task of unshrinking the letter and the paperwork.
"What's with the doll furniture?" Anita looked at all the tiny things in the little box.
"Oh, it's easier to ship things when their shrunk down. The trunk's almost the same size as you actually. And it has most of my books, cloths, and possessions I didn't want to carry with me when I didn't know where I'd be living. I told Hermione before I left England that if I sent for that trunk, I'd found a place I was staying." He looked at Nathaniel and Sam, smiling as he did. "And I'm happy here." He smiled.
"You shrink your stuff to .... store and ship it?" Anita thought about that.
"Makes it easier to carry it when we can't use levitating charms." Harry unshrunk the trunk and then charmed it to float out of the way.
"It floats..." Nathaniel's eyes shifted slightly as he curled up on his side on the kitchen floor and began batting at the floating truck with joy on his face.
"That won't fall on him will it?" Anita looked at the heavy trunk assessing how much damage it was capable of.
"Naw, I've had people poke them and even sit on the trunk when it moved. It wont fall till either I end the spell or someone does."
"Okay." Anita gave it a wary eye.
"I wonder what Andromeda had to say..." Harry picked up the letter from his godson's Grandmother.
Dearest Harry,
I left Hermione waiting outside the cafe as I came in to write this letter to you. It's important that you come to England most quickly. I know from talking to Hermione that you've become settled and it's most auspicious timing. You see...
Oh how to tell you, dear boy. I suppose the straightforward approach. The time has come sooner then we thought for you to come collect Teddy. I... I don't have long. The mediwizards say that I'm looking at a week, maybe less, maybe more. But they agree that I won't live out the month. So I'm setting my affairs in order, putting the house and the lands in retainer to be maintained till Teddy's of age to have use for them.
I would like to have my portrait send with you and Teddy so he can still get to know me and he remembers me as he grows up. I... I've just finished having it painted. With an updating memory charm put on it. It'll remember right up to the moment I pass on. I ask only this and that Teddy and Nymphadora are both put back on the family tapestry.
I would ask that Teddy attend Hogwarts when he turns 11, but I know nothing of America's schools. Only that they have them. I leave his education up to you my dear boy. I've seen you grown into a fine young man and I trust you with my grandson. I know about your job, so don't worry. I think you're a brave man to do what you want to do with your life. I wish you well.
Hermione mentioned that there was a love life now. I would request to meet them. Please bring the gentlemen who would be sharing my grandson's life with you when you come. So I can meet them and hopefully make a good impression. I already approve of them. Because Hermione couldn't say enough how happy you are. That alone shows that they'll be good for you and probably my grandson too. Thank you my dear boy. I will await you at the estate.
Your sincere and loving friend,
Andromeda Tonks
Harry sat back utterly shocked as he took in the meaning of the letter. He sat there utterly gobsmacked as the others all kind of turned to him and away from where Nathaniel was still laying, batting playfully at the magic levitating the trunk.
"You okay Harry?" Sam moved closer, as Nathaniel got up and moved to the other side of Harry. Harry for his part was still staring off into the distance.
"Harry?" Nathaniel nuzzled him, putting as much of his body in direct contact with Harry's body as he could. He knew with most of the wereleopards that they needed closeness when they were having a massive shock. It helped deaden the blow and strengthen their ability to bounce back. He looked up into Harry's blank eyes and worried more.
"How do you feel about kids?" Harry mumbled as he laid the letter down on the table. His mind as blank as his face as he sat there. Harry sat there not seeing the room but thinking about how Andromeda had looked the last time that he'd seen her. Was she that sick back then? When had she taken a turn for the worse? What was he going to do with a child? And where was he going to put him?
"What?" Anita picked up the letter. "Oh god." She sat down hard next to Nathaniel.
"What's going on?" Sam frowned.
"My godson... his last family member is dying. They're giving her less then a couple weeks. So she's setting everything in order now. She's requested that you, me, and Nathaniel come to collect Teddy and bring him back here." Harry licked his lips nervously. "I suppose the question is... how do you feel about kids?" He looked into both sets of eyes that sat on either side of him.
"I want kids." Nathaniel finally said, blushing but then nuzzling Harry.
"And you?" Harry turned to Sam.
"We're voting?" Sam frowned.
"I want to know if you're okay with this." Harry laid a hand on Sam's shoulder.
"I dunno. I wanted a wife and kids for a long time. Then she was killed... and that idea went out the window. And now I'm with you... and I thought kids were out of the picture..." He bit his lip. "I..."
"Well their not out of the picture, just harder to conceive." Harry interrupted before the could stop himself. "Sorry, a Hermione moment."
"We can have kids?" Nathaniel blinked.
"Well it involves a potion. But it allows for conception and then... later birth." Harry blushed. "When I started looking at blokes, I looked it up." He turned to Sam. "You were saying?"
"I want kids." Sam smiled and hugged Harry to him.
"Then it's time we start deciding what we're taking with us and if we're traveling by plane or by Portkey."
"Harry what's a Portkey?"
tbc
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