Furyan Heat

ANOTHER 32 REVIEWS ON THE DOT!! O.O *Dies from happiness.* SQUEEE!!!! Is all I have to say.. And yes, I know I sound like a school girl… SQUEEEE!!!!!



Also; I have learned from my previous mistakes! When I started writing THIS chapter, I immediately started writing in a word processor program, and saved it after every scene and/or correction.



So it didn’t take an extra 3 days to get the chapter posted. Things are all calmer now so chapters should be churning like butter fairly soon. Hope you enjoy!



And, I will not longer lose my work to the evil Post-eating demons of AFF…



ANYWAY, Onto more important things.. Like Reviewer Questions, Perhaps?



Reviewer questions



I wonder how Harry and Riddick are going to meet? *Grins.* You are about to find out..



Where is Ron, Hermione and Ginny in this fic? and what will there take on what Harry is and his new Mate? They won’t be showing up for a few more chapters, (1 or 2 at the least), but Ron and Hermione will take it pretty well… You’ll see why. Ginny might, but I’m not sure. I hate Ginny-bashing, but I don’t want her to get in the way, ether.. She might just back off when she finds out he has a mate.



Can Riddick find the house that Harry lives in since it\'s hidden by magic? Nope, He can’t. ^.^ Not unless Harry literally WALKS him in. Vaako, to.



How will Riddick take the fact that his mate is magical? He’ll take it very well, especially after he sees how good Harry is at defending himself and fighting with it.. He won’t have any major issues at all with it. It’s just another part of his mate that he will live and deal with.



The Dursley\'s ain\'t going to live for long are they? **evil grin**

*Evil grin in return…* We’ll see..



Will Harry learn what dumbles did? Yes, He will, and in the worse way possible.



and will this be Mpreg? YEP! It will. ^.^



Will Harry take on his true appearance - he can\'t very well look just like James if he isn\'t his father?! That I will answer a few chapters from now in the story, I promise ^.^ Sorry!!!



Is this story going to have lemons in it?!?! ^.^ Oooooh, Yes… I Like to have a few background chapters leading up to the Lemons, first. I don’t like just…. Jumping in. But I promise, it will be worth the wait.



And, Here\'s a first! a Question asked to me In person.. O.O!!



I was talking over the story with my mum when I told her about the mark of the Furyans. She asked this:



The Center of the Chest? Isn\'t it on the Right in the Movies and Games? Yes, in the Movies and Games it\'s on the right.. in this story it\'s in the center. You\'ll see why a few chapters from now.

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“Here, Harry…” Madame Pomfrey said, handing him a glass of water that she had poured one fourth, (A Quarter) of a vile of calming potion in. Harry took it, and drank half of it down immediately, ending with a relaxed sigh. She placed the rest of the vile at his side.



“You should get three more doses out of this, if you do the same thing I did..” Harry nodded back. “So, have you felt the call yet?..”



“You mean the Ringing-shaking feeling?..” Pomfrey nodded.



“Yes, I have.. It’s getting pretty bad, to.”

“It can be worse for half-Breeds, and when the Mates gets closer... Have you been outside a lot?..”



Harry shook his head. “Just to the Burrow, and to see Teddy.. Sometimes to the Ministry for a hearing or the like..”



Madame Pomfrey nodded. “Well, that will do it.. Harry, you have to get out. Some mates are found by Scent, others by the call, or a pull, or even by Touch.. If you don’t get out, you’re mate won’t be able to find you… But I warn you to be careful while your out as well, You don’t want to get caught..” Harry blinked at that, not really knowing how he felt about that.



“What if I don’t want to be found?…” Madame Pomfrey frowned, then gave a mildly angry look.



“Then the call will get worse until he finds you, or someone takes you before him..”



Harry’s attention picked up at that again, and frowned. “Woah, Woah.. Takes me before him?..”



“Yes… Harry, you’re a powerful wizard, and magical creature, But you’re a SUBMISSIVE Creature. That puts you in bad spot. Not all creatures find their mates right away, some have to wait years, others have to find another to bond with. And some submissive creatures can literally be taken from their mates..”



Harry frowns greatly after that.. “But.. There are Mating laws, right?… I‘m pretty sure I heard about them..”



Pomfrey snickered to herself.. “Yes, but they aren’t what they used to be.. Not after that frog-faced loon got her grubby hands on them.. Pardon my speech.” Harry would have found it amusing, if it didn’t terrify him. Umbridge\'s hated magical creatures and half breeds was legendary… and Harry might be both.



“What did she do?..” Harry asked, fearing what the answer would be… Fearing how much harder this was going to be on him due to her interference and hatred. Pomfrey frowned a bit more, and motioned for Harry to finish his watered-down calming potion..



“Harry.. I’m sorry, I’d forgotten you weren’t informed of many of these things; I just assumed you knew..” Harry waved it off, and Pomfrey continued.



“She made a law that allowed any Submissive Magical Creature or Half-breed looking for their mate, that wasn’t Claimed and Bonded yet, was free to be bonded to any wizard that managed to get to them to submit first.. never mind that if they are still looking, they haven\'t bonded yet.”



“But.. How.. how do mates claim one another, or bond?..” Harry felt like a 6-year-old student just starting to learn in the classroom, instead of a 17-year-old what-ever-he-was that was on his way to being Claimed or Bonded himself.



“Now, Harry; really; I don’t think you should worr-..”



“Pomfrey, just tell me please.. Really, I just need the truth…”



“… That depends on the creature.. Sometimes a Kiss, a Bite, a Vow, a Spell.. defeating the submissive in a hand-to-hand fight.. Sometimes more then one.. And almost always, intercourse..”



“That’s… That’s sick..” Harry said, unable to imagine the horror of the situation. Assuming most of the submissive mates where around his age, and the majority of them would be girls. Harry felt ill.. He then sipped down the rest of his drink, hoping it would settle the bile that was about to come up his throat. Madame Pomfrey gave him a soft look..



“That’s not the half of it.. She also took away the “Submissive Defense” Clause, and made it so that any dominate mate that Injured a person in “Possession” of a submissive mate a crime.. And the murder of “Possessor” to be punishable by the kiss…”



Harry paled, as he felt his stomach lurch again “So.. Not only can submissive become a little less then.. then slaves… If the Dominate DID find them, and fought to get his mate back?…”



“The Dominate would be locked away, or given to the Demeantors.. Leaving the submissive right where they where, or freed… and allowed to be taken by anyone else..”



Harry barely made it to the bathroom in time..

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Harry had picked himself up off of the floor after Pomfrey had ensured Harry that no one really knew that he was a magical creature expect for Andromeda, Her self, and his mate. Who were all less then likely to tell anyone who wasn’t trustworthy.



Harry wasn’t so sure that it would remain a Secret, Though.. Hardly anything with him did..



But he couldn’t let that be his fate. Hell, It COULD\'T be his fate. Not after everything he had already gone through. Luckily, Pomfrey had said the most of the main cases that this law was abused in where handled; But the damage was already done. There where Many Doms that where dead, and even more Submissives where mentally and physically abused to extremes, and would not recover lightly.



It had started in order to help “Breed out” and “Keep the numbers” of Magical creatures down.. But Harry was sure that Pomfrey’s guess that it was because Submissive magical creatures where all highly desired by Pureblood men was a top reason as well.. The law had to change, and it had to change quick.



So.. It would be easy. Stay low key. Keep a eye out for his mate that was looking for him. And have a escape plan ready, just in case. He didn’t trust the Ministry to protect him, and was next to sure that the law wouldn’t be changed anytime soon. After he and his mate bonded, Harry was Scoot free..



Harry saw Pomfrey out of his house after nearly a half a hour of bantering, Molly-coddling, and assurances that he would keep safe. He then set a owl to the burrow so he could make plans to inform the Weasleys of what he was. He then grabbed a his London fog coat, and immediately headed outside. Heading for a park that wasn’t that fair away in order to get some fresh air, think things over, and clear his mind.



Weather he wanted to admit it or not, he kinda needed it.. Maybe he’d go to St. James park. It wasn’t that far away.



(BTW; A London fog coat, is just like a trench coat, but a few feet shorter. It ends at the knees or calves instead of touching the ground.)

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Riddick and Vaako where walking thought the city; They hadn’t found his mate yet, but as London was huge, Vaako was still hopeful, and Riddick was just getting annoyed.



They had just made it out of a row of buildings, when a sudden sweet scent hit Riddick’s nose.. And he felt the blue palm print on his chest start to warm lightly.. Riddick hauled in his steps, and looked around for a few moments. The scent was.. Heavenly. A scent that seemed almost powdery.. But it was to faint to pull out much, with the other scents surrounding it..



Grass, greens, and earth.. Riddick’s eyes immediately turned to his left. There had to be a park near by. If this city was like every other city he had been it, it would be the only place that a scent of earth this strong could come from. Riddick quickly made his way towards it, his stride just under a jog. He felt the hand print on his chest react more the closer he moved in.



“What’s going on?..” Vaako asked, sounding perturbed that he had to chase after Riddick, but fallowing none the less.



“My guess..” Riddick said, stopped at the end of the street, and looking both ways.. Just as he thought; to his left, downwind was a green clearing, with a few tall trees dotted around it.. Definitely a park.



“I’m getting warmer..” Riddick said, as he took off towards the large metal gate that marked the entrance.

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Harry walked past the park bench, still wearing his London fog coat that he got from Andromeda the first time he visited. He had stopped by to see Teddy.. It had been raining, and he didn’t really have a descent coat, so she gave him this one. He offered to give it back to her when he got his own, but she insisted he keep it, and he had grown fond of it. Outside of his winter robes, This was actually his first jacket that wasn’t to big or torn to pieces.



He made his way past the benches, and to the little playground that was currently empty.. No Mum or Nanny in there right mind would have a child out this late, anyway. He automatically went to the swings, and sat down. Swing just a little, as if rocking himself. Trying to put the thought of how odd it was for a elder teenage to the swinging on a park swing.



He had learned to love the swing at a young age.. Due to Dudley. None of the other kids would dare let him in on their games, or the slide or Spinning-top, let alone partner up with him on the Tetter-tot, or other things.. Even in the Summer, when Petunia took Dudley to the park near by, and Harry was “Allowed” to come..



He would sit on the swing, push himself, and keep his mind busy.



The last time he did this was the summer before Sirius died. His mind had been troubled, conflicted, and nearly torn in two.. After that.. Well, after that Harry had never gone back. He didn’t know why.. It wasn’t as if he didn’t have anything bothering him.. It was just… Like he knew it wasn’t worth it anymore. He expected that things where the way they where and that nothing would help.



He wouldn’t have thought that hard on it, if he hadn’t been so close to dying not even a month ago.. Harry nearly winced to himself. No, not close to dying.. He did die. Not only had he died, but he had walked right up to his murderer, who was surrounded by his followers, and just stood there.



He had LET Voldermort kill him.. and It felt right. Painful, for leaving his friends behind.. But he was more then willing to let himself die.. Do what needed to be done, and end it. End Voldermort..



After that had happened, He felt dead inside. He didn’t smiled, even a little, unless he felt that he had to, or he was with Teddy. He forwent the Victory party to get sleep, and even sent Ginny away from his bed later that night, even though it was obvious that she wanted to stay.



Now he was alive. Still alive, and didn’t know what to do. In his mind, he wasn’t supposed to be alive.



well, Killing himself was out of the question, and he wasn’t that weak..



And he had his mate to think of. What would happened to his mate if he died?..



Harry thought that Riddick was strong enough to get through it.. Riddick, like him, was a Survivor. He could last through anything and deal with whatever was tossed at him. But then again, they said the same thing about Harry. And look at where he was.



But being hunted by ex-death eaters, Hounded by the Ministry, and having his life made hell by fans and people that despised him in turn.. And now, finding he was a submissive creature?.. And what would happen to him if just even ONE of the wrong people found out about it?..



And things about him didn’t stay silent for long.. The man that survived the killing curse twice over. Rita would have a fit now that she’s back. No one had guessed that the vicious blonde was a Muggleborn, so she managed to slip away before anyone noticed. She came back fairly quick as well… Harry still hated her.



Still… He had things to live for, people to live for, and a life to lead.. But.. There was just too much to deal with at once. He felt overloaded and tired.. And he still had a million things to do and help out with. He was still giving testimony, and Dawlish had offered to help him out and get ready before real Auror training began.



He cared about what would happen, and how things where changing and such.. He was well informed, and had his hand in the mix… But somehow he just really couldn’t bring himself to care about anything else. He really didn’t care what happened to him.



That was until five minutes ago. Until he found out that he could be little less then a Slave. A pet. A bloody fuck-toy…



That had changed things.. He didn’t want that. He couldn’t survive that, He wouldn’t last a day.



Now he found himself sickened and sacred. And for the first time since Sirius Died, he was seriously worried about his own fate.



He could only hope that his mate.. His silver-eyes god.. would find him soon, That bonding would go easy, and that few, if any problems would get in the way…



But he wouldn’t hold any hopes. Harry’s law had already come into play far to many times in the past month to be flittered off now.



‘Any thing that can happen, will happen; Just to me, and at the worse time possible..’

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Riddick was still fallowing his mark and the scent of his mate.. The powdery scent was much stronger now, and held a hint of something Ancient and powerful. Something he had only smelled off of Shirah and the Air Elemental.



As he drew closer, the print on his hand started pulsing, and Riddick had to stop… He was getting close; Very close.. He knew he would run into him any time now… Riddick then looked back to Vaako with a blank and apprasing stare. No, This just wouldn’t do…



“Stay around here, or back to the gate; I don’t care.. Just don’t go any closer..” Vaako blinked once, but then gave a immediate nod, and turned for the gate.



Riddick then continued on, taking his Googles off. Now that the lamps that lined the street where out of range, he could ACTUALLY see.. He walked forward now, as silent as ever, as his eyes fell on the back of someone who was sitting on some kind of a seat suspended by chains..



Locking his jaw, Riddick moved closer, and took in the scene and surrounding before him.. The scent was definitely very close, and his mark was next to burning under his shirt… the young man in front of him was definitely his mate… Now, Heaven forbid his mate was chained up outside like some ill-kept animal… Riddick would take his mate, come back, and kill half if this city if it where true.



But the more Riddick watched, the more he was sure his mate wasn’t chained up. He just looked.. Lost in his own thoughts, so to speck. Riddick moved to his right, deciding to take advantage of the situation. He moved so that he could see more of his mate then just his back and a head of hair.. Witch was pure black, and looked unruly and untamed… Riddick found himself already attached to it. But he could also tell his mate was fairly small.. Barely six feet and unnaturally thin. Apparently Riddick’s worries about childhood mistreatment weren’t wrong.



But still, the smell of power wouldn’t leave Riddick’s nose. As if warning him to watch and learn before attacking.. Or pouncing. Whatever came first…



Riddick then came to the side of his mate, and was finally able to see his profile. His skin was a ivory white. Paler then most, like the skin of Necormongors, not with the unnatural sickly tinge to it. Through Riddick’s eye shine, his face nearly glowed, lighting up everything around it.



His face, though.. His face looked different. Stoned. Emotionless. Riddick had seen this face before. Hell, he’s worn it a good part of his life. This was the face of someone who had seen death. Most likely war. The look of someone forced to harden themselves beyond the norm for reasons beyond there own. Someone who had killed..



Riddick suddenly felt a surge of pride and pain for his mate.. If his mate could kill, he would have most likely killed those that hurt him. And that he means he could protect himself and any children they might have when Riddick wasn’t around.. Riddick was suddenly taken aback by that inward comment to himself.. but him and kids where a different can of worms entirely, and he was going to stay away from that subject for as long as he could.



Riddick then stopped, now at a good viewing angle of his mate.. And in the darkest shadow of a large tree, no less. If he stood to the right of it, with the way the faint moon light was shining, he wouldn’t be seen at all. A prefect place. He moved there and continued to watch his mate Sitting, Rocking slowly on the Chain-held contraption he seemed fond off. Looking at his feet, and staring so intently you could almost see the wheels turning in his mind. Riddick then looked closer at his face, trying to get a look at his eyes.. It was then that he noticed something.. Something that he wasn’t able to see before. Something that infuriated him..



On the right side of his mate’s face, from the top of his forehead and stopping JUST before his eyebrow.. Was a Scar. A think, Jagged, lightening-bolt shaped scar….



Someone had dared to touch his mate.. Harm his mate, Cause him to bleed, and left behind a Fucking mark, and on HIS MATES FACE?!!



Murderous intent filled and flowed through Riddick’s body, nearly pouring out and swarming around the area he stood at… he didn’t see the hand print on his chest pulse twice brightly at his thoughts. How fucking DARE anyone THINK of Marring HIS Mate.. Riddick was of a mind to beat the hell out of the person that had the gull to make it, and then Drag them out off this rock when he took off with his mate.… then dump him in a nice, vacant spot in Crematoria to far from the jail to survive the sunrise… after relieving him of the use of his left foot, and scaring his face as well, of course…



Or Maybe just feed him to the Hell hounds.. We was sure they would be hungry by now; Inmate meat only lasted for so long..



His mates’ head then snapped up now, and looked around. To his sides and behind him first. Riddick froze immediately. Apparently his mate sensed him somehow.. Or sensed that there was someone here by. Forgetting about his mate’s scar at the moment, Riddick concentrated on his mate’s action.



To say he was interested to see how his mate reacted to being hunted was a understatement.. At it could prove to be of great amusement to himself.. A feral grin graced Riddick’s face as he waited for a reaction..



It was then that his mate looked forward, and stared awfully close at where Riddick was currently standing… And Riddick was suddenly caught by the most amazing of pair of eyes he had ever seen… a deep luminous Green suddenly locked Riddick in there hold. Both eyes nearly jewel-like in there perfection, and shone back at him.. And for some reason he couldn’t pin point.. He knew that green was the true color of his Mate’s eyes..



His mate stood up completely now, and looked around again. Riddick’s grin returned to his face.



‘Sorry, Bright eyes.. but you won’t be seeing me until I want to be seen..’ Riddick thought to himself. Hunting his mate was proving to be good fun so far.. now that he was catching on.



His mate was beginning to look a little panicked as he scanned the area again. And then, for some reason he put his hands in his pockets and started to walk away.



Riddick raised a eyebrow.. While it wasn’t that obvious, and he had covered it fairly well, Riddick was next to positive that his mate had a weapon in his pocket.. He had given it away by tucking them into the jacket to soon…. But still. Riddick was impressed. There was a lot more to bright eyes then he thought…



He then waited until his mate was a good 15 feet ahead, and then he took off as well. Fallowing as best he could without getting caught. Considering his Mate was actually looking out for a threat, and there where only scattered trees to help him hide, it was a bit trickier then you would have guessed..



But then his mate quickly left the safety of the park, and started walking in towards the city. Riddick ‘Tisked’ to himself. And he was doing so well at first….



Riddick could fallow him a lot closer and a lot more covertly now. His un-trained mate wouldn’t know what hit him.. Once His mate looked about to go past a nice, Dark, empty street walk, Riddick decided it was time to meet his mate and teach him his first lesson..



When being fallowed, stay out of dense and dark places.. Or you’ll get caught.

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Harry walked in a brisker pace, trying his hardest to spot where his stalker was going to come from. He’d watched the Roof, the trees, the tree tops, the streets, and all of the shadowed places, but he still couldn’t see the bloody bastard.



First, Harry was worried that it was just a muggle, and Apperating out would just cause a load of problems he didn’t need. Now, though, he was certain his chaser was a Wizard, or at least a creature.. It had to be magic that was hiding them from his sight. (Witch terrified him even more) and now that he was In a Muggle area and couldn’t apperate away even if he wanted to, He was pretty much screwed.. But at least they couldn’t use magic against him ether.



Once he got to number 12, or a public building with a bathroom or another place he could apperate out off, he was safe.



Then it happened…. Just when walking past a thin street walk in between two large buildings, a person suddenly grabbed him by his wand arm… He was then pushed him forcefully into the wall of said building, back first, and his right arm was quickly pinned above his head...



“”OI!!!“ Harry yelled out, mostly out of shock then anything else. And before Harry could even look at his assailant, his left arm was swiftly pinned with his right.. And the arm that captured his left arm, then made it’s way immediately between Harry’s legs… and then lifted his feet a good foot and a half of the ground.. Staring directly into a pair of earth-shattering silver eyes.



It was Riddick… It was his mate. Harry’s heart caught in his throat, as he now refused to move. This is the Riddick Harry had been dreaming about.. The silver-eyed god, and the Killer. How in the hell had he allowed himself to get caught?..and get himself caught in this embarrassing of a pin? The back of Harry’s mind started to plead with his common sense, and before long they where both chanting “Obey, Do want he says, don’t anger him, He’s your mate” over and over.



And so he was stuck; his arms over his head, his feet dangling, and being held up only by the huge arm that was bearing his weight surprisingly well.. And not even struggling.



“Caught you, Bright eyes…” Riddick said; Harry’s body immediately shook.. At not at only the memory of the voice, but feeling the rumble in his mates chest as it was pressed against him.



Forget the bells of Norte Dame, every cell in his body seemed to be blaring tornado sirens. Harry immediately tried to get it to die down, and was glad that he was shaking very little outwardly.



Inside of his body was a panic.. and His heart was beating so hard he was afraid it would burst. His feet and hands where tingling, every other muscle in his body was tense, and the rest seemed like they had forced themselves to relax.. Harry himself couldn\'t even bring himself to gulp... He took in a few deep breaths to try to calm down, and felt his mate smile at his condition.. Seeming to enjoy having his mate trembling in his arms.. Or having him on his arm, but Harry just couldn\'t think of that right now...



“Riddick…” Harry said.. Unable to think of anything else to say.. He must have been right, because Riddick immediately hummed an approval as the smirk stayed on his face.



“Good.. That should save a bit of time.. So tell me, Bright eyes..“ Riddick then somehow moved closer; placing his nose by Harry’s cheek, and then continuing to move down… Harry shivered at the closeness, and heated breath…



“What should I call you?..” Harry turned his head away; Bearing his neck completely to the other male. Why he did so, he’d never know.. But Riddick continued to moved down his neck as if he had expected him to bare his neck, and nuzzled a trail all the way down to the collar bone..



Harry stopped his deep breaths to take gulp he had been suppressing since he had seen Riddick’s eyes.. Harry was admitted terrified of the man, and how he was reacting to him.. He should fight, he should scream, he should be trying to get his wand.. But something in his mind didn’t want him to. Something in his mind wanted this to continue just the way it was.. Was this was it was like to be a submissive?… Must be..



“… Harry. Harry Potter…” Harry said, as Riddick breathed the scent of Harry’s skin in… Harry managed to force his body no to shake this time.



“… I like bright eyes better…” He whispered into Harry’s ear… Harry stared cursing his body for not doing what he wanted it to do.

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*Snickers!!* YEP! Riddick used the same hold on Harry that he used with Kira in COF on Crematoria. The Crouch-pin, I like to call it… I always that was a very dominating and Sexy move myself.. So.. ^.^ There you are!!



Hope you like..



And as you can guess.. They won’t be heading back to the Nercomongors anytime soon. Riddick has some Business with the Dursleys anyway.. ^.~



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