Shadows and Orbs

Chapter 24

Sirius and Luna waited for Remus to come down; the food was laid out on the table, its enticing and mouth-watering scent teasing Sirius as he eyed the delicious food. Remus stepped into the room stifling a smirk as he saw Sirius; sometimes it was not hard to think of Sirius as Padfoot. Luna was sat calmly waiting for their guest. She still refused to tell either man who would be arriving in their home but they had their suspicions of Harry or Wyatt. They had gathered it wouldn't be the Twins and Draco because from what Harry and Wyatt had mentioned Draco wouldn't be left alone any time soon.

A small breeze filled the room and white orbs came through the ceiling and formed into the Light King.

"Wyatt, nice of you to join us," Remus greeted the young man, "did Draco and the Twins get settled in Camelot?"

"Hello Remus, yes they are settled now," Wyatt smiled, "hopefully Draco can heal and repair the bond with the presence of the twins and now outside influences."

"Hello, Wyatt," Sirius greeted, his blue eyes pleading with the man to sit so he could eat. Wyatt gave a knowing smile ignoring the tug in his heart- Chris did the exact same thing.

"Hello, Sirius," Wyatt said as he took a seat by Luna.

"I am glad you decided to come, Wyatt," Luna sighed, "I have news."

"Well then, let's serve the food before Sirius keels over and you can tell me," Wyatt smiled.

Sirius gave a little yes and a pump of his fist and began eagerly grabbing food. Wyatt gave a chuckle and began serving himself and Luna. Remus followed with a soft smile. For a while all the sounds that could be heard was the clinking of cutlery and glasses and the occasional quite murmur of speech.

"Harry no joining us?" Remus asked as he placed his glass down.

"No, Harry is currently doing the ruling thing," Wyatt answered as he cut up his chicken breast, "luckily for me Camelot has continued to progress and remain organised since the last Light King. The Dark Kingdom has a lot of progress to be made."

"Well let Harry know that anytime he wants to come for dinner he can," Remus smiled as he speared his fork through a carrot.

"Now, Luna," Wyatt began, "what news do you have?"

"The roles of the Courts are becoming clearer," Luna smiled as she placed down her knife and fork, "our little Dragon and his Flames will be in the Light."

"And what roles will they be playing?" Wyatt asked his tone uneasy as he considered the guests in Camelot.

"The little Dragon will be in charge of your affairs," Luna whispered as her pale hand picked up her fork. Wyatt sat looking confused.

"I think Luna means that Draco will be kind of like your assistant and organise things for you when you are not there. It would be very similar to being a Lord of a Magical Family. Draco has been trained for this since he was young," Remus filled in.

"True, Draco does have a mind for things like this, I also think he would be able to make some harder decisions because he knows what is cost effective and which would be more urgent," Sirius added looking thoughtful, "besides Draco can be ruthless so no one would even think of crossing him."

"And the twins?" Wyatt asked.

"The Flames are among the people, helping Draco decide the courses of action," Luna said as she swallowed some chicken.

Wyatt looked at Remus and Sirius, he felt so stupid…he was mean to be King and know what his Kingdom needed but he didn't understand much from this seer's mouth.

"Maybe the twins have to be among the people of Camelot to find out what needs to be done so that Draco can figure out what needs to be done urgently and what can wait," Remus suggested looking at his adoptive daughter who nodded.

"Okay, I'll talk with them soon," Wyatt promised the blonde girl. The rest of the meal passed with light chatter before Wyatt orbed away.

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The cavern shook as the demons looked around wildly. The Clan looked around, their eyes widening when temperature dropped. Their King. They all knelt as black orbs formed into the King.

"I felt it best to start organising the largest Clan," the King's smooth voice started, "can the oldest demons among the Clan come forward."

4 demons walked forward and bowed before their King, the image of the Clan leader's deaths floating through their minds. The green eyes of the King looked at each one of them; the gaze was piercing and calculating.

"You all have great knowledge of your Clan's traditions and have helped raise new demons within your Clan," Harry spoke as he looked around the room, "you will not be leaders but you will be the Elders of your Clan. Your job is to guide the new Leader and help them in their role."

The demons nodded and bowed before their King once more.

"Do not use this role for your own gain, the safety and survival of the Shapeshifter Clan is the aim," Harry warned, the temperature dropping once more.

The demons nodded again and looked at Harry while the King smiled slightly.

"Something very important will be happening in the next few days, and this Clan will help me distract Melinda Halliwell," Harry said carefully.

"Distract how?" a demon asked carefully not wanting to anger the King.

"Not out rightly attacking them, but causing enough damage to everyday things throughout the family," Harry started, "simple things which cause her to stay at home…potions ingredients running out…cars breaking down and so on…however I don't want so much going wrong that they think that something more than bad luck is going on. We don't need anyone getting killed."

"Elders, select the intelligent and powerful among the clan to carry this out. Once this is over I will choose a leader for this clan from this group, so choose well," Harry stated with a snarl at everyone and orbed out of the cavern as the demons gave a sigh of relief that no-one had been killed and were happy to note the temperature had gone back to normal.

Harry orbed back into Azkaban and threw his clock at on of the Dementors with a snapped order to put it in his office. He stalked towards his bedroom and walked inside, the door opening and closing silently as he stopped. Wyatt was sat in a towel on the bed as he rubbed another towel over his hair. Droplets of water ran down the defined back, chest and arms until they dropped either on the bed or disappeared under the towel.

Harry stifled a moan at the sight as his green eyes burned with lust. Wyatt's head snapped up at the noise, his blue eyes locking on Harry's form. Harry could practically see the lust bloom in Wyatt's eyes as he took Harry's flushed form in.

"You coming to bed, love?" Wyatt's voice growled with promise and all Harry could do was nod as he walked towards his lover.

It was time.

TBC…

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