Crimson Moon

Disclaimer:: JK owns them all.. only the plot belongs to us...
Written by Morganlefay1958 and Calanor for the LJ community 7spells

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Chapter 5


Molly held her son before her...looking at the changes. "My Ron." Then a dawning came over her, "Harry? Hermione? Draco? Where are they? Are they here?" She looked around the room for the others who had been with her son.

Cadeyrn turned his mother and pulled her into his side, his arm around her shoulders, "Mum.... they’re standing right there." He held his hand out, gesturing to the other three he considered kin.

Tears welled up in her eyes once more. There they stood--tall and proud. She could see it now. She would know them anywhere.... in the only way a mother could. She threw her arms wide, "Come to me, my children!"

They needed no other invitation than the open arms of Molly Weasley. Samael, Tempeste, and Dorian approached the redheaded Weasley matriarch, and with her family around her, she proceeded to greet, hug and kiss each of them in turn, holding them firmly-trying to reassure herself that they were real.

Albus Dumbledore waded into the fray. Molly may be the mother, but he was the Grandfather and wanted his turn to reassure himself that this was all real and not a dream. Other hands touched and hugged them as well, as the rest of the Weasleys and the school staff moved in to greet them.

"I know there has to be a story here. And since Hogwarts and the elves have kindly provided us with a feast, lets sit and celebrate." Albus’ eyes were twinkling madly with a happiness noone had seen in them for a very long time.

Samael snapped his fingers and a house elf appeared. "Ah, Cady. Please send a message to the ship that we will be staying in the castle and will back at night fall tomorrow."

"Yes My Lord," the house elf squeaked and was gone in a puff of magic.

Everyone moved to the table in the center of the room and began seating themselves. The seating was haphazard at best but Albus seated himself with Severus next to him and Samael seated next to Severus. Albus could not seem to let go of Severus--as if he would disappear if he did. Samael just smiled and slid gracefully into his chair.

Lucius sat next to his son and as in the last few days, he would reach out and touch him just to make sure that this was all real.

Hermione sat between Draco and Ron, who was seated next to his Mother. Sirius made sure he filled the seat next to Samael, and Remus sat across from them. Everyone else filled the remaining chairs quickly. Minerva sat next to Albus, and motioned Angelina to the chair next to her. Angelina looked to Samael briefly, and at his nod, she smiled and seated herself. Soon everyone was filling his or her plates. The sounds of clinking silverware, laughter, and conversation filled the room.

As Albus sat eating his lemon tart, he looked into all the happy faces around him. His heart felt ready to burst from all the happiness and love, and he spoke a silent prayer of thanks to the Gods and Goddesses for answering his plea.

It was later, when everyone had eaten their fill and the food disappeared to be replaced by tea, that Albus asked his question. "Where have you been?" looking straight at Samael. Everyone turned toward Samael and waited. Samael took a breath and released it when he felt Severus’ hand on his knee, giving a squeeze of encouragement.

Samael looked to his kin and the surrounding faces. "Before I begin, I have a question of my own, Headmaster. What happened to Professor Szilargyi?" He focused his gaze on the old wizard.

"He was taken by the Ministry after we questioned him ourselves with Veritaserum. He told us of the Fairy Rings and Tom's plan to get rid of you and your friends. He's in Azkaban. Lucius made sure he paid a very high price." Lucius nodded in agreement as he patted Draco’s hand, and the Headmaster continued. "Not much is known of the Fairy Rings. Only that they transport those who fall in them to other places. Where? No one knows."

“Or when.” Tempeste commented under her breath. Only Dorian and Cadeyrn heard her. Both men each reached for one of her hands under the table to comfort their love, feeling her distress come full circle from when they first disappeared.

Samael nodded and then told the story he had repeated over the past few days--"…when Severus appeared, we had been planning on returning to Hogwarts with allies."

Albus was wide-eyed. Harry Potter had met the Founders. He gasped, when he realized the importance of the BOOK now. An ancient volume passed down to each headmaster or headmistress. Telling of travelers and their importance to the future of the wizarding world. Their return would bring life full circle and darkness to an end.

"Tell us, Harry..." Fred began.

"Samael, Brother..." Cadeyrn corrected him.

"Yes, Samael. What's it like...." continued George.

"...being a Vampire?" Fred added, the twins finishing each other’s sentences, as was their habit.

Samael's eyebrow arched. "What do you mean?”

"What's it....” George looked curious but cautious.

"...like to live forever?" Fred added, a tone of awe in his voice.

Molly had been twisting a handkerchief in her hands, as she listened silently to all that had been said so far. Her youngest son was a Vampire. As were the three other children she saw as part of her family. The silence around the table was almost deafening. At that point, she came to a decision.

"No matter," she began, "You are still my children." Her hand reached out to her Ron, as her eyes searched out Harry's.

"All of you. NO matter what." A sob escaped her before she regained her self. "I thank the Gods for bringing you back to me…us. What you did... had to be done."

Cadeyrn put his arm around his mother and hugged her tightly to his side as he kissed the white streaked ginger hair. "It was a decision we did not enter into lightly, Mum."

"Um...Samael?"

"Yes, Gred." Samael answered with a smile, that earned snickers from his kin and an eye roll from his mate.

"How do..."

"...you feed?" Added his brother.

"Oh Please! Fred! George!" Tempeste began. "Where were you in Defence class?"

"What else but....” answered Fred.

George grinned wide. “... planning pranks."

That response earned laughter around the table as Tempeste huffed at the identical red heads. "Blood packets or human servants," Tempeste glared. "Human servants that come to us willingly, such as Angelina, in exchange for a longer life span."

"My dear Lady," Albus' eyes were twinkling as he gazed at Angelina. "How long have you been with our wayward children?"

"A gentleman never asks a lady her age, Albus!" Minerva said hotly, clearly dismayed at what she perceived as his lack of manners.

"Minerva, if I may, when one reaches my age, it is a badge of honor to say how old one is." She smiled warmly at the other woman, and then returned her gaze to the Headmaster. "My age? Well as of this past spring, I am four hundred ninety-three years, and have been in the service of my Kin for four hundred and sixty of those years. I have served them happily-my children."

There were a few gasps around the table. "Lady Tempeste saved my life and gave me a new lease in this world. I have never regretted it. When I lost my family, they gave me a new one to care for. And it's been.... let’s say, adventurous." She smiled at Tempeste who inclined her head and smiled back.

"What happened to your family?" Ginny asked, in a small voice. She was fascinated by the diminutive woman who looked younger than her own mother. Everyone around the table, except the four who knew the story, leaned in to hear Angelina’s answer.

"It was the year 1599, and bandits had attacked our farm. They killed my husband… and… all five of my children. My Mother, who lived with us, died first as she tried to defend her grandchildren. My two oldest daughters had been...defiled… and killed by the bandits. " Molly began to cry quietly. Angelina took a deep breath and continued. " The Lady Tempeste found me as I lay dying on the ground, outside of my burning home-out of nowhere this beautiful woman appeared. The bandits died that night. I miss my family dearly and my life was never the same, but I have never regretted it." She sat back quietly and folded her hands in her lap, as an expression of calm and compassion crossed her face. The silence around the table was deafening as the details sunk in. Arthur pulled Molly to him, taking her handkerchief from her and wiping her eyes, as he shushed her and comforted her. Cadeyrn reached over to rub her back.

Angelina watched quietly as Molly composed herself. “Please do not grieve for me or my first family. They are at peace now and their deaths were quickly avenged. I have a new family now-one larger than I could have ever hoped for, and many of them need to be kept in line.” She slid a quick glance at Severus and smirked, before returning her gaze to Molly.

The sound of a throat being cleared was heard, as the former Potions Master opened his mouth to say something that would have been caustic. "Earlier, you mentioned allies?" Filius Flitwick asked quickly, leaned forward in his chair so Samael could see him.

"Some of our Kin have come with us. Our battle has become their battle. And Death Eaters paid us a visit before we left. I sent a present to the Ministry and Tom. They paid for their insolence with their lives."

Arthur looked curious. “What happened?”

"Who?" Molly whispered.

"Bella." Sirius stated.

"Peter." Remus growled.

"Nott." Lucius smirked. He liked his son's style when it came to vengeance.

"McNair." Hagrid said, with a frown.

“Parkinson is now a WereCat, turned by the one they used to access our domain. He has been sent back to Voldemort with our message.” Tempeste added.

“And the bodies.” Cadeyrn said with an evil grin.

“Except for Peter’s,” Samael added, “His has been sent to the Ministry to clear Sirius.” Sirius nodded and smiled. It was just punishment for what Peter had done.

"You've taken out five members of his inner circle, Samael, effectively breaking his main circle of support. Do you know what kind of blow that will be to him?” Albus looked concerned.

"He has a broken circle. No one to trust." Samael looked dangerous at that moment. "He will become irrational and careless in his choices. This can only assist the Light. Tom won't know what hit him when the time comes. Instead of an ill prepared boy...he'll be facing a fully grown man and a Master Vampire."

"Not alone, Samael." Cadeyrn and Sirius replied simultaneously, causing Samael to grin at both of them.

"What did you do to them-the Death Eaters?" Ginny asked… not quite sure she wanted to know.

"No one hurts or harms our Kin. Tom Riddle should have remembered that when our Sire refused him the first time. But fools don't often listen." Samael sat back in his chair, the comforting presence of his lover beside him, calming him.

"Or Dark Lord's with a superiority complex," Dorian added, with a smirk.

"Who came, Harry…Samael?" Albus asked.

"Members of all twelve clans. This is our chance to stand in the light and let the world know that we are not evil. We only want to live our lives in peace." Cadeyrn said from his side of the table. He turned and smiled at his mother before leaning in and kissing her cheek. He’d noticed the concern in her eyes since they had been revealed as Vampires. "I'm still your son--always will be, ‘your Ronnie’."

"You would be very proud of these four," Angelina said from her place. "They have kept the peace in our lands and among the clans. The Manor is a place of welcome and home, for our kind and those who come in peace. We celebrate our accomplishments and our failures as one. We are Kin. We are family." She fixed each face, around the table, with a firm look as she spoke.

"Thank you Angelina. We could not have done so well without you to care for us." Samael smiled at the small woman.

“Meddling woman…” Severus added under his breath, with only a hint of sarcasm. Angelina smiled and winked at him.

"It was hard at first," Dorian said looking off to the side. "Samael was angry. Godric and Salazar took him away and made him work off the anger. Then they came up with the solution. We were all afraid of what would happen--if we could make it for a thousand years." The other three looked thoughtful for a moment, remembering.

"If we didn't have one another," Tempeste began, "We would have gone mad."

"What did you do during Tom's first rise?" Albus asked looking to Samael, thinking the temptation would have been great to alter events.

"We slept. We went to a place only our Sire knew of and we slept from 1935 to 1997. If I didn't...I would have gone to Godric's Hollow and saved my parents." Pain was reflected in Samael’s eyes as he looked at the Headmaster. Albus could only nod in understanding.

"Which would have caused a change in the timeline." Added Minerva.

"Yes."

"I would have been tempted to save my parents as well. “ Tempeste spoke quietly, a tear running down her cheek.

"Mother could not be saved." The bitterness was evident in Dorian's voice. Lucius leaned over and whispered in Dorian’s ear and Dorian nodded as his expression relaxed.

"Sirius would never have gone to Azkaban or fell behind the veil. I would not have been put with the Dursley’s for most of my human life…"

“What’s done is done. Certain things were meant to be. We are together now.” Sirius spoke in soothing tones to his godson. He had spent too many years thinking about what could have been.

"I know, Sirius. But sometimes you wonder what would have happened."

"We argued for weeks," Caderyn started and then chuckled. "It was Tempeste that set us all straight. That wishing for things already set in stone was better left alone."

“Well, it wasn’t accomplishing anything except to upset everyone, Cadeyrn, “ Tempeste said, looking at him with the expression that said he should know this already. He just rolled his eyes at her and sipped his tea.

Dorian started snickering. "I just remembered. The Titanic."

"Pardon?" Albus questioned.

"We were planning a trip and Cade wanted to sail on this ship everyone was talking about. The Titanic. Again, Tempeste was right... she told us she thought it was a bad idea. We obviously didn’t go, and a week later we heard the damn thing sank! She hasn’t let us forget it either.”

Tempest huffed and stuck her tongue out at her lover. Cadeyrn and Samael broke into laughter. Dorian smiled innocently.

Severus eyed the young woman. "You knew it was going to sink."

"Obviously." Tempeste replied, fixing him with a knowing glance. "But the boys have a habit of not listening."

"Always was a 'bloody know-it-all'... muttered Cadeyrn. Tempeste reaches out and cuffs the back of his head. Severus smiled, and there was quiet laughter around the table.

"Life..." Samael began...."has been very interesting. Though we lost much, we also gained much with our new life.”

"My Lords and Lady. The Sunrise is near. The time for rest approaches." Angelina gestured toward the large windows and the beginning of the blush of sunrise outside.

Hogwarts seem to shift as magic crackled around the room. A door appeared. The edifice had sensed their needs, as always. "Our dear Lady has provided us with a place to sleep." Samael stood, as did the others at the table. "We will return at sundown and discuss further of plans of the future, Headmaster."

"Albus, my boy.”

"Albus then.” Samael smiled at the man he considered a grandfather. The younger man reached out and pulled the older one into his arms and hugged him. "I've missed you, Albus." He whispered into the white hair that smelled faintly of lemon drops.

"And I, my dear boy, have missed you. I'm so very glad you're alive and well-that all of you, are alive and well. It does my heart good."

Samael pulled back and kissed the older man's forehead and smiled into the twinkling blue eyes. Stepping back, he took Severus' hand in his and walked towards the waiting door. His heart and soul felt even better now. He had Severus, Sirius and now, Albus, back.

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Severus had been watching his lover sleep since before sunset. He’d been awakened by a need to use the loo, and then padded quietly back to bed, settling himself beside his mate. Somewhere in his logical mind, he knew he should be upset that he was bonded to 'Harry Bloody Potter', but he wasn't.

His Veela senses told him this man was perfect for him. That he would never hurt him. Never leave him behind. That he would always be there for him. His bond was forever. And for a man who led the life he had of darkness and loneliness, his soul felt so much lighter and brighter; all because of Samael.

Severus laid a hand on his lover's chest. He could feel the faint heartbeat beneath his hand. Slowly the pace began to increase. Samael was waking. Severus smiles in anticipation of seeing those emerald eyes open... and straddles his love, poised above Samael’s hard member. Reaching down to firmly grasp the turgid appendage, he stroked it and held it erect against his opening, before slowly descending and taking it into his body. He moved with aching slowness. He wanted Samael to awaken gently into the arms of arousal. As he felt the wide head slip past his opening, he paused and watched the sleeping face below him.

Samael rolled his head back slightly and a combination sigh and moan escaped his lips, but his eyes did not open. Severus leaned down, his hair falling around him to brush against Samael’s body, as he licked a pink nipple. Teasing the nipple to hardness, he watched Samael’s face as he closed his lips and sucked gently on the hard nub. Eliciting a vocal response but not the emerald gaze he sought, Severus sat back up and slowly pushed himself down until he was fully seated, then squeezed his internal muscles.

Samael gasped loudly as his eyes suddenly opened. Severus could see the irises were almost completely black with arousal. As Samael focused on him, he smiled down at his mate. "Evening," he drawled, with a seductive grin, as he squeezed his muscles tight around Samael’s member again. Hands came up and drew him down to a passionate kiss. Tongues tangled and chased, as they tasted each other. Severus broke the kiss and sat up. He began to slowly raised and lower himself, his leg muscles flexing, as he rode his mate, hitting his prostrate on every stroke.

On the fourth stroke, Samael growled as his eyes glowed faintly. He grasped Severus’ hips firmly and flipped them without breaking their rhythm. Pulling Severus legs up and over his shoulders, he began to stroke deeply and firmly into the long body below him, never breaking his gaze into those black eyes.

Merlin, his mate was beautiful. All that pale skin, those black eyes and kiss-reddened lips, and all that long dark hair spilling across the pillows, made his heart swell and his ardor burn. "Touch yourself, Severus. Stroke yourself."

Severus looked deep into the green eyes he loved as he grasped his member and started to stroke and pull, running his thumb over the dripping slit with each pass. He groaned as arousal curled low in his belly.

"Harder please, My Lord...." he gasped.

"My pleasure.... my love." Samael gripped Severus thighs more firmly at the hip, and stroked harder, angling to hit that spot of pleasure inside of his mate, on every stroke. He grinned when he saw Severus’ head roll back and felt him lift his hips off of the bed and pull his legs down against Samael’s shoulders and back, trying to get him deeper into his body. Their bodies pounded against each other in perfect sync, as moans and cries of pleasure were heard amid the sounds of flesh meeting flesh. Samael sensed Severus was about to come, as he leaned down and licked the pulse point on his mate’s neck, without breaking his rhythm. Severus groaned as he felt the tongue and brush of fangs on his skin.

“Come for me, my love. Come for me...Now!" Samael commanded before sinking his fangs into the alabaster flesh, pounding twice more, he began to suck as Severus screamed, his orgasm ripping through his body, followed immediately by Samael's.

Tempeste, Dorian and Caderyn were just waking when they heard the scream. "Ah, Severus and Samael are awake." Cadeyrn commented with a smirk.

"But do they have to forget silencing charms?" Whined Dorian.

“Well, it has been a long time since Samael has been happy.” Tempeste stretched. “Besides, we can make some noise of our own…” She rolled onto her side between her lovers. "I think it's hot," Tempeste whispered in Dorian's ear. Dorian smiled wickedly and leaned in to suck on her earlobe. Cadeyrn, not one to be left out, reached around her to tweak a firm nipple. "I agree," Caderyn mumbled from his side. Soon, the noises from the other suite were forgotten.

Tbc...