Darkmoon and LIght

A/N. For those of you reading this for the first time, you have my many thanks for you time. For those of you reading once again, you may notice that I have rewritten many parts, and have added to the story. Which of course made me redo where the chapters ended. I just wanted to say thank you to everyone for your patience. Vbollman.
Disclaimer- don't own them, don't want them (except for Snape) Just like playing with them.
Thanks to Kei and Sandra for their Betaing job. Much luv to both of you.

Chapter Three.

Eve settled herself on one of the large wingback chairs in the Drawing Room, and waited for the first question. She had a pretty good idea on what questions would be asked, but had no idea on which would be first. Calling for one of the House Elves to bring tea, she watched her Grandson pace.

“Grandmere, how could you tell him that no one will tell Albus who I am? All he has to do is question that damn Muggle woman, and he'll have his answers.”

“No Childe he won't. All she remembers about who took Harry out of that house is that I showed up with Darian Star.”

“Eve, what did you do to the Muggle?” Lucius asked.

“Nothing. Or at least nothing much. I just told her that if anything permanent happened to Harry, that her and her family would wish that the hounds of hell had come after her instead of one of us.”

“Why didn't you do something instead?” Draco questioned next.

“And how was I supposed to tell Harry that I hurt his family? If I know nothing else about that child, I know that his heart is too big for his own good at times, and the thought of his 'family' being hurt because of him, would be too much.”

Severus nodded his head in understanding, he had seen that before at the end of the Tri-Wizards Tournament. “Why does he call you Mamere?”

“I was wondering when you would get around to that question. All the children that I have blessed have given my Family Names. Draco calls me Aunt, I have others who call me Sister. Harry has had no one over the years, and now sees me as a Mother Figure.”

Lucius gave her a shrewd look. Somehow he knew that she was not telling the whole truth on the matter, but let it drop for the time being. Instead, he looked at Severus. “Why do you care so much for the Brat? It's only been a few days since he came here, and you are already treating him like he's your family.”

Severus dropped down into one of the chairs and stared into the fire that was always kept lit there, in truth he really didn't know when his feelings for the boy changed. “It started for me the day school let out. I had just finished unpacking things in my personal lab and had gone up for a cup of tea when Hedwig showed up. She had a letter and Harry's wand. I learned a few new things about the Brat-child that day. I offered to take the things he could not replace. I told him that I would check up on him, or have Hedwig do it for me. But I didn't, I placed it in the back of my mind until Dobby came here asking for me.”

Eve stood and placed her hand on his shoulder. “Do not blame yourself. What matters is that now you are willing to see who he is. Not what you want him to be. In his mind you did the most important thing for him. You took care of the things he treasured the most.”

Draco was thinking hard. “I understand wanting to remove the things that he could not replace, but why his wand. I mean a wand can be replaced.”

It was Lucius that gave his son the answer. “Harry's wand is the twin of the Dark Lord's wand. Without it Harry would have never survived that night in the graveyard.”

“What did happen that night Father?”

“I hope you will never find out. All you need to know is that Harry lived.” Lucius told him. “And if some how Harry opens up enough for him to tell you what happened, then I ask that you listen. Just don't ask him before he is ready to talk.”

Severus gave Lucius an understanding look. “You don't know what really happened that night either do you?”

“No. I don't know what happened before we where called. Just like you don't know either.”

“But Luc, I do know. Harry told us almost everything while he was in shock. And what he didn't tell us, I saw in his mind, while I tried to teach him Occlumency.”

Eve chocked on a sip of her tea. “You tried to teach him Occlumency? I'm going to guess that it didn't work.”

Sighing Severus nodded his head in response. “It didn't work. But then I really didn't teach him either. I just attacked his mind.”

“It would not have worked anyway. He will not be able to learn Occlumency.”

That just confirmed things in Lucius's mind. “Harry's part Elf isn't he?”

Eve just nodded her head in response, and watched her Grandson carefully.

Severus stared at his Grandmother. “There is no Elf blood in James or Lily.” he said with convection.

“No there isn't. But then Lily is not Harry's mother.” Eve said softly before pulling out an old letter. Stroking it tenderly she handed it over to her Grandson.

Severus took the letter with shaking hands and a tear slowly slide down his cheek. “James.” he whispered, before opening the letter and beginning to read.

~My Sev--

Yes even after all these years I still call you mine, just like I am still yours. Here and now, it has only been two years since we where last together, but when you receive this letter it will be more then 17 years for you.

There is so much that I need to tell you, and so much has been left unsaid between us, and if you are reading this letter, then it means that so much will have to remain unsaid.

I need you to know just how much I love you. And how much I long for your touch. I wake up every morning hoping that you are by my side, and die a little more each night when you are not.

So many times Lily has come into my room to hold me as I cry at night. And even though I am grateful, I can't help but hate her because she is not you.

Lily and I. Now there is one major joke. To all outward appearances we make the perfect loving couple. No one knows that it's all an act. Lily, my adopted sister and my second best friend.

I guess I shouldn't say that no one knows. Remus found out but it's hard to hide things like this from a werewolf. Even with all the charms Lily wove around us, he still found out.

Lily was never pregnant. But because of the charms it looked like she was. And at the same time it looked like I wasn't. Harry is not Lily's son.

Harry James Potter. My son. Your son. Our son. Named after both of us.

After I found out your plans to become a spy for the Order, I could not tell you for fear that 'He' would find out. No one could know about our son. It would have caused too much pain for me to lose him to that madman also. Lily helped me hide all the facts, and magically adopted Harry as her own. She also weaved many different charms together to make every feature he received from you into mine. Including any magical gifts he would have been born with. There is no telling what would have happened if the son of Lily and James Potter started having Elven magic. The charms also restricted much of Harry's own magic. Watch him Sev, he will be extremely powerful when his majority comes.

The only thing we did not change was Harry's eyes. Sev, he has Eve's eyes. She was here for his birth, and she could not believe that she now has a Grandchild that has enough power and Elf blood to inherit her eyes. When he opened his eyes the first time and she saw the vivid green, she was almost in tears.

Eve came back tonight. That damn prophesy that drove me away from you is coming into play, and her Seers are telling her that Lily and I will not survive until Christmas. In fact one of them is going as far as to say that we will not make it past Halloween in two weeks.

So I'm writing you instead of being able to tell you in person. The charms will not survive Harry's magical majority on his 16th birthday. Eve says that it's because of the Elf Blood, that the charms will start breaking down sooner and you will need to be there for him when they break love. He'll need your support in order to survive the pain.

I'm truly sorry to have hurt you My Love. And can only hope that you will be able to forgive me with the passage of time.

Take care of our son Sev. He needs you, but you need him more.

All My Love,

Now and Forever.
James.~


The others in the room remained quiet while Severus read the words written to him long ago. And watched as more tears fell from the usually closed face. When he finally looked up, Severus handed the letter to Lucius.

“That should answer many of your questions.” He said before getting up and leaving the drawing room.

Lucius quickly read the letter and then looked at Eve in shock. “Soul-mates. Severus and James were Soul-mates. But how is it possible? When one Mate dies the other dies within weeks.”

“That is normally true. If James had survived that night, the two of them would have pulled a third into the bond, and developed a Triad. It's the third person who is keeping Severus alive at the moment.”

Draco watched his father with interest. Triad bonds where extremely rare, and if Draco was correct in this ... well he would just have to wait and see.

Eve was also watching Lucius, she knew who the third person was in the Triad bond. In fact, she was with Lucius the night James had died, and saw the Soul-pain, as the bond snapped. But she also knew that the Severus and Lucius must come together on their own terms. “I must go and see Albus, and tell Poppy that her patient is awake, or was awake until we fed him another sleeping drought,” she said slowly standing up. “Tell Severus that I will return shortly. And don't let him do anything stupid,” she ordered the two blonds. Receiving the twin nods, she pulled the light around her into her body, and searched for Albus Dumbledore in her mind. Finding him, she gave the Malfoys a small tired looking smile, and Shimmered away.

~~hp~~

Eve had picked a spot in the room where she could watch The Order of the Phoenix, without anyone knowing she was there. And what she saw brought a real smile to her face. 'It seems that Albus has just informed the others that Harry is missing.' She thought with amusement.

Letting her signature scent swell so that it swept around the room, she removed herself from the Shadows that her Grandson loved so much. “Albus, you really shouldn't keep secrets like this from the rest of the Order.” she laughed as she came into view. Not worried about the many wands pointed her way.

Albus had very little warning other then the scent as she made her appearance, but managed to hide his surprise, “Lady Silverstar. You honor us with your presence.” he said with a twinkle in his eye. “Please everyone, put down your wands, she means us no harm.”

“Oh I wouldn't say that Albus. Once I find out from young Harry why he doesn't want you or anyone else to know where he is, I'll more then likely come after you for retribution.” Eve said lightly, but with a hard edge in her eyes.

Everyone saw the Headmaster wince at this, but put down their wands anyway. It was Hermione who asked the most important question. “Lady Silverstar, do you know where Harry is and who he is with?”

“Of course I do. Harry is safe. As to who he is with, he is with my Grandson, Darkmoon.”

Poppy gave Eve a hard look. “I take it that Harry is awake then Eve?”

“He was awake, but I gave him another sleeping drought. We've tested his eyes, and it seems there is no damage at all. In fact he fell asleep again in a patch of sunlight,” Eve told her.

“But you left his eye covered right?”

“No. We had to uncover them, when Luc's son barged into Harry's room, and opened all the curtains. The men where not to happy with that young man.”

“Please tell me that I'm not needed to heal another child,” Poppy said, imagining the scene that took place in her head.

“No, Harry stopped them from doing any damage. He pointed out to the others that if they would have told Luc's son about his being in that room, everything could have been avoided.”

“Yes. That is something Harry would do. He has the heart of a Saint.”

“And the mind of an Imp. He's asking for you. He wants to know when you will let him out of bed.”

“Tell him he can leave his bed in time for school to start again. He's magic will take a while to replenish itself.”

“I think you better check him out. It seems that he's healing faster then normal.”

“I'll come by after the meeting.”

“Good. He'll be happy to see you, and so will Darkmoon. The two of them have a lot to tell you for the upcoming school year.” Poppy nodded her head in understanding.

Albus finally broke in. “What happened to Harry?” he asked concern lacing his voice.

Eve's eyes hardened into green sharp edged ice. “Do you really care Albus. You left him with a family of Muggles that hated him, and everything to do with magic. If Darkmoon and myself had not gone to get him when we did, you would not just have been reporting that Harry was missing. You would have been preparing to hand over the world to Voldemort on a silver platter. Another day, and Harry would have been dead.”

Albus tried to respond but the uproar from the rest of the Order cut him off. He dropped his head to rest his chin against his chest, as a single tear fell. In a moment when silence descended, he looked up and met those hard green eyes. “I'm sorry. So truly sorry. May I see him?”

“No Albus you can't. He wants nothing to do with you at the moment. Perhaps he will be willing to see you later in the summer.” Turning away from the Headmaster, she motioned to Poppy to join her. “We will be leaving now. Don't bother trying to follow us.” was all she said before laying a hand on Poppy's shoulder and shimmering away.

Silence was supreme in the kitchen at Headquarters, before all turned to the broken form of one Albus Dumbledore.

~~hp~~

When Eve and Poppy reappeared in Malfoy Manor, Poppy pulled away and turned on Eve. “Did you have to do that in front of everyone?”

“Yes Poppy, I did. They needed to know the reason Harry is in hiding. He's hiding as much from Voldemort as he is from Dumbledore.”

Poppy turned away and sighed to herself. She knew that Eve had a point, but still she could have told of Dumbledore in private. Allowing her mind to drift, she arrived before she knew it outside of Harry's room. She was glad that Eve told her about the sunlight when she opened the door, otherwise she would have been blinded.

The whole room sparkled with sunlight. Or she corrected herself, most of the room sparkled anyway. There was one corner that was draped in Shadows, so she knew that Severus was there.

She was unprepared for the sight that greeted her eyes when Severus allowed the Shadows to drop away. Dried tear tracks lined his face, and his eyes were red. “Severus, what happened to you?” she gasped.

Instead of answering her directly, Severus made a twisting motion with his wrist and a piece of paper appeared. Handing it over, he silently motioned for her to read. When she finished she also had tears running down her cheeks. “Oh Severus. This explains so much. No wonder Eve told me that there where things I needed to know before the new term. Are you alright?”

“I will be. I'm just not sure how Harry will take this news.”

“Knowing Harry, he will be fine.”

“I hope so.”

“While he is still asleep I'll run the appropriate spells to make sure he is healing properly.” she said softly, running her wand over the sleeping teen.

It wasn't until she was finished that Harry woke up. Stretching in a feline manner, he opened his eyes and smiled. “Hello Madam Pomfrey.”

“Good morning young man. I see that your eyes are healed.”

“Even better. I don't need my glasses anymore. Do you have any ideas to why?”

“Yes actually I do. But that can wait for the moment. Eve tells me you are asking how long you must remain in bed.”

“Yes. I don't like staying in bed longer then I have to.”

“I know that. You’re almost harder to keep in a bed to heal then Severus. So I'll make you a deal. You stay in bed for the rest of today, and I'll allow you out for lunch tomorrow. But you must promise me that you will not move from this bed for anything but going to the bathroom. Do you understand? I would also like you to try and not use magic for the next few weeks. I understand that it will be hard to not use any at all, but keep it to a bare minimum.”

Harry gave her a cheeky grin. “Yes Milady. Your wish is my command.”

“I do believe that I know understand why the others call you an Imp.”

“Or a Brat.”

“Yes, or a Brat. I need to go. I have to make sure no one killed Albus after Eve took me away. She was certainly not happy with him.”

“Did she say where I was?”

“Not really. She said you where safe, and that you where staying with Darkmoon. But since I'm the only one in the Order who knows who Darkmoon is...”

“No one will figure it out. At least not yet.”

“That's right. Now I do believe that Severus has a few things to talk to you about, so I'll take my leave. Remember, no leaving that bed.”

“Yes Ma'am.”

“Good. Unless nothing else happens over the rest of the summer, I'll see you in September.”

She ran her fingers threw his hair gently before leaving. Giving Severus a look that clearly said, 'Tell him now.’

Severus waited until the door was closed before settling on the edge of the bed. “I'm not truly sure how to tell you this. Or for that matter, just how you will take the news. Just know that no matter what happens, when you need me I will be here for you.” he said softly, and then handed the letter from James to his new-found son.

He watched with trepidation as Harry started to read. He watched the play of emotions in Harry's eyes, and then held his breath when a blank look settled over them.

“Do you hate me?” Harry asked softly.

It was not the question that he had expected. “No. I've never really hated you. You just reminded me of James to much. And it was painful facing the living reminder of what I lost so many years ago.”

“I knew that you had to keep up appearances, but I never understood why you treated me they way you did. I guess I just found out the reasons.”

Severus had to know. “Do you hate me?”

Harry gave him a startled look. “I have never hated you. Disliked you from the moment I stepped into your class room, yes. Hated you, no. But what did you expect from me, when you've done your best to make my life a living hell? The one thing I knew without a doubt, especially after my first year, was that I could trust you. You've saved my life to many times for me not to trust you.”

Harry looked at his hands for a moment, before looking up to meet the eyes of his Father. “The only question I have is who do we tell? I understand that the Malfoys will need to know. And obviously Mamere and Poppy know. Will I be able to tell Ron and Hermione? But who else can we trust, so the information does not get back to Riddle?”

Severus gave his son a proud look. The Brat did understand the problems. “Lucius and Draco were in the room when Grandmere gave me the letter. And like you said, Poppy needed to know so she could treat you properly. If you feel you can trust your friends with this information do so. The only other person that I'm sure it will be safe to tell is Albus.”

Harry nodded his head at that. The Headmaster would need to know. “What do I call you now?” he said in a voice so soft that Severus almost missed it.

“Let’s start with Severus. Anything else will happen in its own time.”

“I'll try, but it might take me awhile.”

“I know Harry, I know.”

The two of them sat in a comfortable silence for awhile before Severus broke it. “If you write a note to the Goblins, I'll be able to withdraw money from your account to replace your school books, and supplies. Or I can take it out of my account.”

“I'll write to Griphook. I will also need to find out how much Sirius left me. The Headmaster only said that he left me money.”

“I'll see what I can find out for you. If the Goblins will let me I'll see if they can find away to give you access to your account in the Muggle world. It will make things easier that way.”

“Thank you Si-Severus. I'll also write Hermione to get the list for my summer work. Do you think Draco will allow me to use his books and notes for the classes we share?”

“Ask him, Imp child. It's the only way you will know.”

“I will. Can you ask Draco to come here?”

“That I can do. Write your letter to the Goblins,” he said and with another twist of his wrist, he held parchment and a self-inking quill.

“How did you do that?”

“That is something that I cannot teach you. But when you figure it out let me know. If you manage to figure it out before school starts again, I'll supply you with an endless supply of chocolate.”

“You’re on,” Harry said as he took the writing supplies. “And it's not just any Goblin. You will need to ask for Griphook. I trust him.” He said while scribbling away.

“That I will do.”

“Where's Hedwig?”

Severus leaned his head to the side slightly as he searched with his mind for the owl in question. When he found her he sent a silent summons. “She's on her way, and I may add extremely happy to know that you are okay.”

“She's a smart bird.”

“That she is. Are you done writing?”

“Yes, Sir,” he said and handed the letter to his father.

“I'll send Draco up on my way out. He's a little shocked at the moment so go easy on him.”

“I will. Will you bring me my things when you come back?'

Severus didn't bother answering, he just twisted his wrist and two small boxes appeared in his hand. “Don't open the second box yet. Poppy will give me hell if she found out I gave you your wand back. That reminds me, I'll need to let the others know that Poppy told you to stay in bed until lunch tomorrow, and that you’re not allowed to do magic.”

Harry dropped his head and groaned with dismay. “I had hoped you had forgotten that.”

“Not a chance. I do want to live to see another day,” Severus replied, and then walked out the door.

Ten minutes later, Draco walked in to see a laughing Harry Potter being groomed and picked at by a large Snowy owl.

“I'm fine Hedwig, I promise. Take it easy on my ears.”

When she stopped and looked towards the door, Harry followed her line of sight. Spotting Draco, he smiled. “It's safe to come in you know. I don't bite.”

Draco gave a slight smile in return. “It's just strange. Having you here, and then finding out that Uncle Sev is your father.”

“You’re telling me. I grew up being told that I was not worthy of love, and then found out that I have a father after all these years,” Harry said quietly. “Uncle Sev?” he questioned.

“Yeah. He's my Godfather. I've called him ‘Uncle’ all my life,” Draco responded, and then noticed the look on Harry's face. “Harry what's wrong?”

“I ... I lost my Godfather that night in the Department of Ministries.” Harry told him trying to fight back tears, not understanding why he was telling Draco Malfoy of all people these things. But once again his gut instincts told him that he could trust the teen in front of him, so he listened, and opened up his heart, just a little.

“Father told me that the only one who died that night was the escaped convict Sirius Black. All I know about him is that he was my mother's cousin.”

“He was innocent. Wormtail was my parents’ secret-keeper. He framed Sirius. I lost 13 years with my Godfather because of that rat, and then lost him forever because of your aunt.” Wiping away a few tears, he looked up at Draco. “We both lost family because of that night.”

Draco sat on the bed next to Harry and did something no one outside of his family and close friends had ever seen him do-- he pulled Harry into a hug. “I never knew.” was all he said.

Harry leaned into Draco's side. He didn't know why, but having Draco's arms around him felt right. “Draco, I'm sorry about your mother.”

Draco pulled back slightly. “How did you know?”

“In a way, I was there. I watched everything that happened and was unable to do a damn thing to stop it. I tried, but Riddle had too much control.”

“I don't understand. How where you there, and how could you have affected it?”

“I am linked to Voldemort through my scar. If he does not have complete control of his mind, I can sometimes control his actions. I've done it before with Severus.”

“I think that out of everything I have learned today, that is the strangest.”

“Tell me, what in my life has ever been normal?”

“Good point. Let’s change the subject. Uncle Sev said you have a question for me.”

Harry pulled himself totally away from Draco, and immediately missed Draco's warmth. “My aunt and uncle destroyed all of my school things. I was wondering if I would be able to use yours to get some of my summer work done.”

“I don't know. Wouldn't Granger's stuff be better?” he joked.

“That reminds me, I have to get this letter to Hermione. She knows all of my summer assignments, and will tell me what I need to have done.” Calling Hedwig to him again, he tied the letter to her leg. “Don't let them tie you down with too much. And be quick. Severus will be back soon with the books I need.” he told her and then watched her fly off.

“So will you let me borrow your books?”

“I'll go one step better. How about we do the work together?”

“Works for me.”

Draco was just about to call in a House Elf to request his school books and a snack when one showed up on his own. “Mr. Harry Potter Sir, Professor Snape said you were not to leave that bed. I will be watching to make sure. Eat.” With that, he placed both Draco's school bag on the bed and a tray containing sandwiches and pumpkin juice on a side table.

Draco watched in surprise. “Was that Dobby?”

“Yes and with him watching me, I won't be able to do anything.”

“You know what Potter? I don't want to know how you ended up with my former House Elf. I really do not want to know.” Opening up his potions book, he settled next to Harry against the head board.