Silver Wings

Chapter Four

Piper looked at the two young men in front of her; with hands on hips and she was not pleased. However the news of Harry finally finding a mate was slowly leaking its way into her heart. Both men stared at her nervously unaware of how she would act. The older woman launched herself at Harry, hugging him tightly making the young man squeak in surprise, "Oh, I knew it! Welcome to the family. Has that son of mine proposed yet? Have you slept together, though I hope it's a no? Is there going to be a wedding? Oh I am so happy about this wait till Phoebe and Paige hear."

Wyatt gently pried his mom off of Harry before calming her down, "Mom, we haven't really thought about everything and Harry needs more time, you must understand. He might not even want to stay here. You are getting way too ahead of yourself and please don't tell my aunts yet."

Harry nodded behind Wyatt, "Ma'am I have a war to return to I don't even know if I will live through the war. Marriage is for something after the war along with mating. Plus I am not ready for any type of commitment or family."

Piper nodded with a soft smile before kissing Harry's forehead lightly, "Know this Harry, when you decide you are once again ready to return to the war; we will return with you. Whether you are ready for it or not, you are going to be a Halliwell and we stick together through thick and thin, war and peace. You have us to back you up till our dying breath."

Wyatt hugged the small naga softly in comfort. He knew this would weigh heavily on the poor boy, and it did. Harry did not want more people to die for something as stupid as his death. He would not allow them to suffer for his war. The naga simply nodded before picking up the Gryffindor blade and stalking off to his room leaving a stunned Wyatt and Piper. He placed the blade back in its scabbard on the wall; before stalking over to his potion to stir the pepper-up potion. He noticed the color and texture was indicating it was done, so he quickly turned off the burner and ladled the potion into several vials he had sitting off to the side. He glanced around the room before scourgifying the cauldron he was using. Collapsing down on the bed he stared up at the ceiling trying to think about how things were going on over in England. A soft hoot caught his attention and he turned to see Hedwig.

"Hedwig! Hey girl did you get a return reply?" The snowy owl raised its leg to reveal a small piece of parchment. Harry quickly untied the letter and opened it hurriedly.

Harry,

They have taken Hogwarts and Malfoy manor once again. Deatheaters are even beginning to attack Muggles! We are trying everything to stop him but we need you. Where ever you are Harry it is time. I know you don't want to, but you must. Luna says that our time gap for destroying the darkness is coming to an end I will post her literal speech down below.

The chosen one shall fly

On wings as black as night

Beside him stands another

Wielding sword of great power

The path of destruction

Has one opening at last

Before high moons cast

In waxing time

Be covered by Black Hand

Only then may the darkness

Fall by the Chosen Hand.

Like I said that is for you to know. She said just those words before the coma claimed her. Poppy says she will be alright in time but we have had to go into hiding. I know the time is rough Harry but we have some good news, Luna is pregnant with twins now, so we have to stay hidden. I am going to be a father or so I hope. Please Harry I want my children to grow up in a time of peace. I'm right there beside you in spirit my friend.

P.S. Hermione is still alive I received an owl from her. She is in hiding with her mother. Sadly her father didn't make it but she is safe for now. Please keep in touch.

Love,

Neville and Luna

Harry smiled some at the news of Hermione still being alive and the soon to be birth of two babes. He slowly jotted down the small message from Luna to decipher. He understood that he was the chosen one, though flying on black wings was difficult do, due to the fact that they were chopped off. Luna had never been wrong before but this seemed almost ridiculous. He fell back onto his bed starring at the message. "The Chosen One shall fly on wings as black as night" He knew that meant him and that somehow he would get his wings back and fly. "Beside him stands another wielding sword of great power" That had to be Wyatt and Excalibur for he knew of no sword greater than Excalibur. "The path of destruction has one opening at last" Lord Voldemort's weakness. "Before high moons cast in waning time be covered by Black Hand." Since when did the moon cast high on Waxing season? The full moon was the only time it held itself at high cast. Then it hit him, "The next full moon eclipse!" He had till the night of the full moon when the eclipse covered its face.

He turned to the calendar looking over it trying to find the next full moon. Then he saw it March 13 on a Friday. It was only two months away. The time for the war to meet its end was only two months away and Harry didn't know if he was ready for it. He growled in frustration before his door was slammed open to reveal a hot and sweaty Wyatt "Harry I am sorry for what my mom said please forgive me."

Harry smiled and stood hugging Wyatt tightly, "I am not mad at you or your mother. I am worried because I do not wish for your family to get mixed up in my war. I don't want more people to die because I cannot fight my own battles. I know now that you must be by my side in the final battle but your mother and the others do not have to be there. Please let it just be me and you and no one else."

Wyatt smiled and laid his hand against the smaller mans cheek whispering, "Of course love, if that is what you truly wish then that is what it shall be."

Harry smiled before leading Wyatt over to the bed and telling him the news of what he received and the prophecy Luna had spoken out. The half angel had come to the same conclusion as Harry that it indeed spoke of him and Harry and that soon the battle would come. "Little love it says here that your wings will return but not how."

"I know, that is what I was going to ask Luna about by sending her another letter. Speaking of which I had better do that now." Harry took out a piece of paper quickly writing down a reply before sending it off with Hedwig.

Wyatt pulled the smaller man onto the bed laying him on his stomach, "Come love you have too much stress resting on your body allow me to take care of it." Harry smiled and removed his shirt once more before returning to the position Wyatt had placed him in. Wyatt gazed at his small loves back, the scars stood out sharply against his skin. The two most distinct scars were the ones that had been left behind by the removal of the wings. Slowly he began to work the skin along his waist and lower back, pulling a small moan from the other man. The half-angel smirked before slowly working his way to the shoulder blades getting a sharp, pained scream from Harry. Jerking back he quickly pulled him close "oh god I am so sorry I didn't think that would hurt you. Oh god my love I am so sorry please tell me what I did wrong."

"It wasn't you. It would seem the muscles that supported my wings are very tender I apologize." He shook as the pain slowly faded from his body. Turning to Wyatt the naga kissed him gently on the lips, "you did not hurt me I simply am already hurting."

Wyatt turned to look at the newly healed back before noticing the muscles between his shoulders were swollen and red. "Harry I need to call my father to have a look at your back. It looks red and swollen so I want him to check it for any problems."

Harry nodded as Wyatt called for his father. Blue sparks appeared before fading away revealing the tall, lean body of Leo. The Elder looked around before spotting Wyatt and Harry on the bed, "By the closeness of your bodies and position I would guess you two are mates?" Receiving a nod from both younger men, "So why have I been summoned here after all I am sure it isn't because you two are mates."

Wyatt laughed softly before turning Harry's back. Leo slowly ran his hand across the small mans back gently. Hissing in pain Harry pulled away growling at Leo, "that hurts you feather brained man"

Leo sighed softly, "Harry this is serious your shoulder muscles look to be fine but they are so swollen and red that I can't tell if they were hit or you simply overstressed your muscles. My healing powers are not working which means they aren't actually injured. I am sorry but we will simply have to keep an eye on them. Oh and Wyatt tonight is the full moon so your mother wants to do a Drawing Down The Moon ritual you are to play the part of the Lord."

Wyatt sighed softly slowly looking at his father giving a small nod of understanding. "Father will Harry be ok?"

Leo looked at the small naga who was now lying down; his head in Wyatt's lap. "You should let him sleep and not stay up during the ritual. Put up protection stones and have him sleep, maybe you should give him some Honey Poppy Tea to help relax him. Listen do not train, do not do magic, do not allow him to do magic in the area he is staying, it may have an adverse reaction. He needs to sleep and heal."

Both men looked down at the small Naga before lying him down onto the bed, "I am not tired and therefore do not need to sleep." Harry protested, sitting up shakily. He was quickly pushed back down before a hand covered his eyes. He heard a soft whisper before sleep fell upon him quickly.

Leo looked at Wyatt in surprise, "You put him to sleep using your powers?"

"I had to. He needs to sleep, you said so yourself. That was the only way he would sleep at this point in time." Wyatt looked up at his father."Mother isn't going back out is she?"

Leo laughed lightly before shaking his head, "No she is already planning the wedding"

Wyatt hit his head on the wall, "Oh no come on! I haven't even gotten a chance to talk to him much with all the interruptions. Father why is she like this!"

"She is your mother what do you expect? She wants to see you married and happy settling down! She won't give up, you do know this."

Wyatt gave up, walking out of the room to search for his mother. Night was close to falling and they would soon begin the ritual. While Leo set up the protective stones around Harry so that none but he and Wyatt could pass, before following his son out to meet Piper in the living room.

Upon entering they noticed the furniture was mostly gone; the entire room was full of candles and incense and a small altar had been set up where a large silver bowl of water lay where the moons light could touch it through the window. An Athame sat to the side of the bowl along with several other tools they would need that night.

As the sun fell and the moon rose high, the ritual began. The full moons glow illuminated through all the windows falling upon the small bed with one Harry Potter lying upon it. His scared back exposed to the light of the moon. It was then that the skin began to split along his spine from lower neck to tailbone. His scream rang through the room as blood slipped from skin to sheets staining the white red. Black began to ooze from the split skin, gliding down his back and onto the bed in thick leather tides. Sharp black bones jutted through his skin splattering blood across the walls and ceiling. The black leathery ooze melded to the bones fusing together. Thick silver veins splintered across the thin membrane of the oozy leather. Dark patches of scales began to form along the bone hardening into thick armor plating, along the bony spine and shoulders around the base of the newly formed wings.

Harry hit the floor with an audible thump as the door opened to reveal a clearly distraught and terrified Wyatt who quickly rushed to his mates side, "My love are you well?" The man looked up at him giving a small pain filled grin before his head rolled back, eyes closing in sleep.

Piper and Leo came rushing back into the room gasping at the sight; she quickly sat down at the small desk staring in wonder, "How in the world did this happen?"

As if on cue a soft tapping came from the window and they all turned to see a small snow owl tapping at the glass, a note tied to her leg. Piper let in the owl taking the note and opening it reading the letter out loud.

Dear Harry and Halliwell Family,

My wife Luna has asked for me to write this letter to tell you what happened is perfectly natural. Naga's can regrow their wings on the night of the full moon. She asked to include the following note from her:

"Wings ablaze

Through springs gaze

Shedding skin

Only to grow again

At next full face gaze"

So I am guessing that refers to the regrowing of wings stated before. Once again we are sorry to interrupt. Oh and please tell Harry that we love him dearly and that we hope to see him after the battle so he can meet the twins who are due in March.

Love,

Neville and Luna Longbottom

Everyone looked down at Harry who now slept in the arms of the one he loved. They could do no more tonight for they had to wait till Harry awoke. Bidding her son goodnight Piper gave him a kiss to the head while softly petting Harry's hair. Leo nodded and said goodnight as well before exiting the room with his wife in tow. Wyatt lifted Harry lying him down on the bed before lying beside him; pulling the covers to cover them. He felt the naga's wings wrap around them securely as he fell asleep in the warm embrace of his mate to be.