Shadows and Orbs

Chapter 23

Wyatt took the book with a smile, happy that Harry had finally decided to share the information with him. Looking down at the old book he began to read:

The Prophecy of the Kings is timeless and has been almost completed one time before. This was by me, King Maurus and my soul-mate King Cepheus however; there are always powerful influences which can affect us. We lacked the knowledge of our heritage and eventually that is what destroyed us.

We did not know that to receive the true power of the Prophecy we needed to be bonded truly and that was our downfall. To be bonded properly the potential Kings of the Prophecy must have given their bodies to one another in every sense. The submissive of the relationship in this area must be willing to anything to please their dominant. The submissive is not a certain King but will be determined with every new set of Kings. The dominant must be willing to do everything to protect their submissive, even use the opposite magic.

By giving themselves to the other completely a bond will be formed, uniting the two Kingdoms truly and allowing the Kings to share each others powers and be able to sense each other more clearly meaning that if one King is in danger no wards could stop the other from coming to their aid.

The Kings are not the only ones who will benefit from this union- the power the Kings gain will leak down through their subjects and flow through their kingdom uniting everyone and making magic thrive more strongly than ever.

However, if you do not complete this then you are both open to attack. This has happened to me- my submissive and Light King was killed and I unable to protect him. Without him the darkness has become overwhelming- myself and my court have become shadows of what we once were. I fear it will only get worse. A King cannot truly rule without someone to minimize their destructive side or without their humanity.

The darkness will overwhelm me and soon we will be without humanity unable to rule proudly. I will leave my court here while I leave- this kingdom is no longer mine but shall be protected until the next King walks through the shadows.

We shall be known as the Dementors.

Wyatt closed the book and looked at his lover who was looking at a Dementor nearby.

"You would become like that without me?" Wyatt asked looking at the wraith-like creature with barely disguised disgust. Though he had spent quite some time on Azkaban he still could not get used to the creatures.

"Yes," Harry answered his eyes turning to Wyatt, "you can't let that happen to me."

"I won't," Wyatt whispered firmly, his voice full of promise. Harry smiled and took the book gently from the hands of the Light King placing it on the table before turning to face Wyatt and leaning forward and kissing Wyatt. His hands placed themselves on Wyatt's knees and began to creep up the muscled leg.

One of Wyatt's hands surged forward into Harry's dark locks as the other one moved to drag the smaller man closer. The kiss deepened and in an almost needy and desperate manner they began to kiss one another. Harry's hands gripped Wyatt's thighs almost harshly while Wyatt held Harry's locks in an almost painful grip.

Suddenly Wyatt's hand released Harry's hair and grabbed the smaller man waist, firmly and easily lifting the smaller form and sitting it in his lap, only breaking the kiss when Harry pulled back in surprise. Harry's hands now rested on his shoulders were they had grabbed onto in the move.

Wyatt moved forward once more and sealed their lips together- this time slowly and sweetly. The two men moved harmoniously together as they let their magic touch one another slightly.

Wyatt pulled back with a gasp to take in much needed oxygen and hugged Harry close to him.

"We'll complete the bond this week," Wyatt whispered his blue eyes fixed on the Dementor which stood in the room. He wouldn't let this happen to Harry.

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Luna walked into the kitchen; Remus was sat at the table sipping a cup of coffee while waiting for the morning newspaper. Sirius was sat watching their new house-elf, Mazy, make breakfast with a hungry expression- he resembled his animagus at the moment in Luna's eyes.

Luna sat down at the table and grabbed a nearby glass which automatically began to fill itself with orange juice. Setting the juice on the table in front of her she began to trace her finger on the rim of the glass, a small ringing sound coming from her finger as it glided over the glass. Remus and Sirius looked over at her, taking in her blank expression and darkening eyes.

Suddenly her finger stopped and the noise died and her eyes lightened to their normal blue. Luna looked at Sirius with a smile.

"You will like the newspaper today," she whispered and looked over at Mazy.

"Mazy, we will be having a visitor over for dinner," Luna told the elf who nodded and turned back to the cooking.

The window opened and the owl flew in dropping the paper on the table with a thud before lading on the perch for a drink and collect the small bag with the payment inside it.

Sirius grabbed the paper and looked at the headline, his face froze and his body stilled as he took in the words.

Sirius Black Innocent

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Leo sighed as he placed the last dish back in the cabinet. Melinda was sat in the living room doing her homework; Piper was sat nearby her reading a cooking magazine. Leo couldn't help but wish his two sons were there- no doubt they would be sat in front of the TV playing on a game's console laughing and bantering with one another as they playing shoved one another and tried to win whatever game they were playing.

Leo glanced through the doors which lead into the rest of the house, his ears picking up muttering from Piper and Melinda. Truthfully Melinda worried Leo, not Wyatt. There was something strange going on within his family.

Wyatt was the most powerful being in existence- he would have easily being able to bring the world to its knees at age ten if he had wanted to. Yet at age nineteen when he had possibly killed Chris and left home he had done nothing. From what he had heard Camelot was running normally though he was in the castle there.

Piper and her sisters had tried to orb through the wards there with the aid of a spell but were thrown back to the Manor. They couldn't touch Wyatt at Camelot. Leo doubted that they could defeat Wyatt anyway and he didn't think that Wyatt needed defeating truthfully. Leo was sure Wyatt was good.

The image of Wyatt's anguished face when he found out Chris had disappeared was all he needed to know. Leo knew his son. He believed that Wyatt was good and that Chris was alive. He knew that Wyatt would find his brother and take him to Camelot.

Piper didn't understand anymore- she had worked so hard in the past to make sure Wyatt would turn out good and ever since she had spent every day analysing her son's actions waiting for an indicator that may alert her to evil. When it appeared to be that way she couldn't help but believe it and Leo truly believed that he couldn't change her mind because the mother in her didn't want to even consider she had let down her son and tried to hurt him and made him leave the family.

Melinda was another thought that stuck in his mind- she was upset when Chris disappeared but she had gotten over it too quickly when Wyatt had left.

Sighing Leo walked from the kitchen intent on getting a shower and headed upstairs. He opened the bathroom door and left the door open a crack and began to grab his towel and shower gel before opening the shower curtain and reaching for the tap. A creak on the floor outside made him turn and look outside through the crack in the door.

Melinda was walking towards her room, which could be seen clearly from the bathroom. Leo watched as she entered her room and placed her homework on her desk and then with a careless wave of her hand the door flew shut with a small bang,

That was Chris's power…

TBC…

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