Adalet

Adalet                                                  Angel Jin                                              Rated: M

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Summary: Harry finds out that he’s been lied to his whole life by Dumbledore but thanks to a correctly brewed heritage potion he finally learns the truth.

Warnings: Dumbledore, Lily, Hermonie, and Weasley (minus Fred and George) bashing. Yaoi and mpreg. Takes place after the end of seventh year.

Parings: Harry/Fenrir, James/Remus/Severus, Lucius/Sirius, Fred/Draco/George

Adalet: Vampire/Werewolf/human hybrid. Bold italic – werewolf thoughts.  Normal italic – human/wizard/witch thoughts.  Italic underline – vampire thoughts.  Bold underline – speaking in Parseltongue.

Adalet Chapter Three:

            ‘Run, run from here.  Run to him, you don’t belong here.  He needs you, run to him.  NOW!’  ‘What, run to who?  I can’t just run away, tomorrow is the graduation feast.  If I just disappeared Dumbledore would know that something was up.’  ‘I don’t care.  Run to him; run to your mate.’  ‘Mate?  That’s it; I’m far too tired to think about this right now.  Good night.’

            With that last thought Harry fell asleep unaware of the one watching him, waiting until he could return to his master.  When he was sure that Harry was sleeping he quickly and quietly got out of bed before slipping out of the dorm room door.  He hurried down the stairs his feet turning to ice.  As he entered the common room he saw that the other two were already there and waiting for him.  “You’re late,” the brunette said with a sneer.

            “Sorry; I had to wait for Potter to fall asleep and the two of you saw what he was like at dinner; he was far too quiet.  You did remember to not help him with his potion, right?”

            “Of course I remembered.  Not that it mattered; he somehow managed to make a perfect potion.  Our master is not going to be pleased.  Even with the blood adoption the potion will show who his real parents are; it might even undo our master’s spells,” the brunette said, worry and anger written on her face.  “And you know what that means.”

            With a glare on her face the youngest of the three said, “Of course we know what it means; we’re not dumb.  Now the question is how are we going to fix this?  It’s not like we can just use a time tuner.”  A look of confusion passed over the males face as he said, “Why not; if we went back in time we could stop him from making a perfect potion.”

            “If we used a time turner we would run the risk of our past selves seeing us; and besides I don’t think that anything could have been done to mess up his potion,” the brunette said with a sneer, “I tried everything to mess up his potion and nothing worked.  I even tried throwing powdered ginger root into his potion and nothing happened; he had some type of shield on his caldron to stop others from messing with it.”

            The youngest looked at the brunette a look of shock on her face as she said, “Wouldn’t a shield spell that strong mess the potion up?  And we haven’t learned any shield spells that block anything other than spells; where would he have learned it?  Everyone knows that Potter hates to study.”

            “Black or Lupin could have taught him a shield spell so that he could protect his potion from the Slytherins.  We all know that they would do something like that if they thought that it would help Potter in some way,” the male said in obvious hate for the men mentioned.

            “Wow, Ronald, that was surprisingly intelligent of you; and you’re right.  They might have taught him the spell and they most likely taught him other spells as well.  We have to tell our master about this.”

            “Hermione’s right; we should go, now.”

            “Okay, Ginny; let’s go.”

            With that said the three left the common room, never having noticed that they had not been alone.

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            He was running, running on all fours, running from someone and yet at the same time he was running to someone.  Through the Forbidden Forest, trees rushing passed.  The wind whistled in his ears as it ran its icy fingers through his hair.

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            ‘Unbelievable, I don’t understand how someone can just betray one of their friends.  How can people be so heartless?  I should tell Harry what’s going on; he’s going to be so devastated.  I just want to bite them so badly.’

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He's out of the forest now running across the school grounds.  If he could just make it past the wards he would be safe; safe to be with him. Warm and safe in the arms of his mate.  Thirty feet, twenty, ten, five feet away and then pain exploded through out his body. He fell to the ground hard. Turning over he looked up into the face of none other than . . . .

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'I have to tell Harry about this,' with that last thought a Papuan Taipan snake that was purplish-gray with a copper-colored stripe on its back and a white underbelly slithered out from the corner it had been hiding in and up the stairs to the seventh year boys dormitories.

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            Harry bolted up-right in his bed not believing what his dream had shown him; Dumbledore had cast the Cruciatus Curse on him!  If Harry had learned one thing about himself in the last seven years it was that he should listen to his dreams.  ‘What did I ever do to make him hate me so much?  I must have been a serial killer or something in a past life.  I already knew that Dumbledore couldn’t be trusted but I didn’t know that he would use an Unforgivable on me; and who was I running to?  Who is this mysterious mate that I keep thinking of and why is it that I keep thinking of them as, “Mate, run to him.  He needs you and you need him.”?  Maybe I should ask Luna about it.’

            With that last thought Harry got out of bed and walked to his trunk , grabbed some clothes, and headed off to the showers.

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            Ten minutes later and he had finally made it up stairs to the Boy’s Dormitory now all he needed to do is find Harry.  ‘Where is he; I thought for sure that he’d be in bed by now.  Oh, he’s in the shower; I’ll just go in and wait for him.’

            Slithering into the bathroom the snake looked in the first few stalls before he heard what sounded like singing.  Going to the very last stall in the very back of the bathroom he saw Harry and the first and only thought that ran through his head for the next five minutes was, ‘Bloody hell; Harry’s hot!’  When he finally got his brain back under his own control the snake slithered over to a corner to wait for Harry to finish his shower while listening to Harry sing.

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I don't know what I want, so don't ask me

Cause I'm still trying to figure it out

Don't know what's down this road, I'm just walking

Trying to see through the rain coming down

Even though I'm not the only one

Who feels the way I do

I'm alone, on my own, and that's all I know

I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh but life goes on

I'm just a boy, trying to find a place in

This world

Got the radio on, my old blue jeans

And I'm wearing my heart on my sleeve

Feeling lucky today, got the sunshine

Could you tell me what more do I need

And tomorrow's just a mystery, oh yeah

But that's ok

I'm alone, on my own, and that's all I know

I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh but life goes on

I'm just a boy, trying to find a place in

This world

Maybe I'm just a boy on a mission

But I'm ready to fly

I'm alone, on my own, and that's all I know

I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh but life goes on

I'm just a boy, trying to find a place in

This world

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            ‘Wow, Harry has an amazing voice.’  the snake thought just as Harry turned around.

            When Harry turned around and saw the Papuan Taipan curled up in the corner he freaked out because he knew the Taipan was one of the most poisonous snakes in the world.‘Oh shit, what do I do?  Maybe I can talk to it, keep it from attacking me.’  “What are you doing here?

            ‘Harry doesn’t know who I am; good.’ the snake thought before saying, “I have come to warn you that you are in grave danger; some people that you trust with your life are plotting against you.  They have a master who has spells on you and they’re worried about a potion being able to see through a blood adoption.  They have gone to tell their master about the potion and about a shield that you used to protect said potion while you were brewing it.”

            Harry just stared at the snake for a few minutes as dread built in him one grain at a time.  “I most likely don’t want to know but I have to; who is it that’s plotting and do you know who their master is?”

            “All I know is it the three named Ronald, Hermione, and Ginny are the ones plotting but if you want I can sneak around, try to find out more.”

            “Oh, you don’t have to do that.  Can you tell me more about the blood adoption you overheard them talking about?  I don’t really know anything about them.”

            “Well, blood adoption is a ritual and chant that binds someone into the family and makes it as if they were born to that family.  There are a few different types of blood adoption. Parent to child: were the parent adopts the child into their family, child to parent: were the child adopts a parent into their family, sibling to sibling: were one person adopts another as a sister or brother this one is the most common."

            ‘That must be why I look nothing like my fath . . . why I don’t look anything like Remus and Snape.’ Harry thought before suddenly smiling as a completely random thought ran through his head.  Finally remembering that he was naked, Harry grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist before bending down and picking the snake up.  As he draped the snake over his shoulders Harry asked, “How would you like to be my pet?”

            ‘WHAT?  Harry wants to make a pet out of me!  Well, maybe I could stay with him for a while; protect him from those three and whoever their master is.’ with that thought the snake said, “Yes, I will be your pet; but only until you’re safe.  And just so you know, I’ll bite anyone that tries to hurt you.”

            “Thanks for the warning.”

A.N. – Let me know what you think.  Happy Samhain.

Blessed be.

Angel Jin

A big thank you to LxMxP for letting me know that chapters two and three disappeared for some unknown reason.