The Third Time is a Charm

Posted: 17 January 2010

Chapter 68: In another Time Line

It had been only a week since their little spitfire had been sent to another time line. They missed her terribly from the moment she left, as if a little of themselves had gone with her. Everything was starting to break down now. The earth would shudder and the house tremble and they knew they didn’t have much time to get out.

Each of the old men knew they could live for another hundred years and never be tired of being united. Now after so long together, they were like an extension of each other and they could feel the emotions of the other as if they were their own.

Standing in the long used library they were discussing the next important step of their lives. The shelves were empty but for a few books and there were only two chairs and a table left in the room. They had sent most everything with Becca, knowing she would need it more, while only keeping that which was not valuable and could be destroyed when the time came. Everything had been packed and shrunk down when their Great Granddaughter had come to them with the final plan to save the other time line.

“Sev, what do you want to do? We could go to another time line, or we could just give in to the inevitable and wait. We could make that journey into the next great adventure.” The youngest of the soulmated couple said.

“We should do what we do best, protect our family and friends.”

“But how are we going to do that? This world was doomed, as we knew it would be, when Voldemort started his rise to power again. Most of our friends and family are gone; do we want to join them?”

“They are always with us in spirit, my love. I think we are meant to do something else far greater. It will be for the ‘greater good’ of wizardkind.”

“You know how I hate that phrase. I heard it too much coming from the old coot when I was in my youth. What do you have in mind?”

“There is a power surge coming, can you feel it? It’s like nothing I have ever felt before. I believe we are to follow it.”

“How are we going to follow it?”

“Do you remember Harry? When we were bonded and a crest of power surged through our bodies? How we first got our phoenix animagus forms? The rush you felt when the bond was settled?”

His lover and husband of over one hundred years nodded and smiled in remembrance.

“We are going to ride a greater wave of power. I think our counterparts are with Becca now and enjoying their bonding ceremony. I have seen it in the time mirror. The time window was open just an hour ago. It was good to see our little spitfire again. I think there is a new power coming and we are going to follow it.”

“Sev, we can’t go into a time line where there are already two of us. It would be too confusing and I don’t even think the gods would allow it.”

“Not us exactly, but I saw a vision last night. I was dreaming about the end and we transformed into our phoenix forms and flashed to the manor between time lines. The one you and I built with the help of the goblins, elves, fairies, and vampires; the only place where others are completely safe from the ravages of this war.”

“But what will we do there Sev? We can’t just stay there forever.”

“No, but we wait and watch. I think Becca will send others there as they are rescued and we will be needed.”

“So we will be doing what we do best, save others. I get it now. When do you want to leave?”

“We should speak with our friends and see who else wants to come. It has been our trademark for many years. We take those we can and hope for the best. Others are not ready to die and still have a mission in life, even if it is not this time line they fulfill their mission in. We ask if the others want to help create a better place, and follow this new power.”

“Are they all going to come and stay with us at the manor?”

“I imagine they will go into the other time lines if they wish or they can stay with us. We may have to make it larger, expand it as needed. With a little magic, it shouldn’t be too difficult to do.”

“How long before we need to follow this new great power?” The green eyed man asked with a lustful glint in his eye. He had been watching his husband walk around, pacing as he explained the vision he had received the night before in a dream. Gods, but he loved to watch his lover walk with that cute little twitch of his rear. He was wearing blue jeans and a black silk shirt and he still looked sexy after all these years. His desire for his mate never had diminished with the passing of time. If nothing else, he believed it had only gotten stronger as time moved on.

“We have time turners Harry; we have all the time in the world.” The older man smirked as he pulled his green eyed beauty into his arms. It was a long standing exchange of words for the two lovers. Ever since their training when Severus was pushing Harry too hard and he revolted. They now shared the memory fondly as they thought on the past.

The obsidian eyed man gently and reverently stroked his palm and thumb over the face of his lifetime lover. His fingers carding into the long black hair and stroking the scalp, pulling the face closer to his for a deep soul searching kiss.

As the heated passion flared between them, the older mate laid the younger one on the floor, the thick plush oriental carpet one of the few things of value left in the room. They blinked and their clothes were sent to the chair, neatly folded, waiting to be worn again. Both bodies were a little worn with age, but it was the infused power of the touch that spurred them on. The magic from touching and being touched by the one you were meant to spend your life with; the power that a gentle hand could create when caressing the skin of the other.

“Harry” the dark eyed man said huskily, “I swear you make me younger just being able to hold you like this.” His mouth moved from the neck to the clavicle and down to the dusky nipples on the chest where he stopped to suck and pull on the sensitive spot that he knew would make the younger man jump with need.

“Awgh” the man gasped as that sinful mouth latched on to one nipple and a hand pulled on the other. “Now” said the younger man, “oh, please now.”

‘Tut, tut, always in such a hurry, have patience my love, there is more to come.’ Was the thought that came to his head as the older lover answered with his mouth still attacking a particular weak spot on the chest in front of him.

“Your fault, always going after my most sensitive spots, just so you can watch me fall apart at the seams” he answered aloud. Oh, he was having a hard time thinking and putting a sentence together.

The head moved lower, and dipped its tongue into the small indentation on his stomach. He bucked in frustration as hands held down his hips and didn’t let him move. They also didn’t let him get any friction on the achingly hard part of his body that just needed a little touch, just a little relief from the blood rushing to it. ‘Oh, please’ he thought as he tried to buck again, almost in tears at the frustration.

Hearing the desperate cries in his head, the man administering the torture finally had mercy on the trembling mass of nerves under his body. He grabbed the blood filled organ and squeezed a little hard to control the blood flow and stop the impending explosion that was surely to come.

‘Oh yes’ he thought as the breathing of the body underneath him started to slow down. It would not do to have him getting too far ahead of the two, although he knew from personal experience that the younger man could still have two orgasms to his one sometimes. He moved his face lower and took in the musky scent as he took little nips and bites along his pelvic region.

Finally, finally he reached his destination and slowly moved the cavern of his mouth over the hard aching flesh. The younger man hitched his breath as the wet heat encompassed the blood filled organ, finally. Oh it felt so good, the wet thick tongue rolling over the velvet skin that strained for more. But then he did the unthinkable. The man removed his mouth and blew on the dampness creating tingling sensations up and down the hard length of manhood. Then dipping the tongue into the slit and pushing at it.

“Argh” Harry cried, panting again at the multitude of sensations running through him as he tried to buck again. “NNggghh” he muttered as the warm breath of air glided over his flesh again. Tears slowly leaked out of the emerald orbs when that deliciously sinful mouth descended again. This time though, he also felt the sensation of a slick thumb pressing against the portal that had been demanding to be filled since the man had laid him on the rug.

The older man knew he would pay for this later. Harry always gave as good as he got when they made love this way. He was achingly hard and only controlled himself by pressing his hips against the soft thickness of the carpet. It would need a cleaning charm later as he could feel the wetness that had leaked out. He almost hummed in delight and only just stopped himself in time as he knew it would be his lovers undoing and he wasn’t finished with him yet.

Harry felt it as the second finger was added to the thumb and entered his body. It didn’t take long to prepare him anymore as they had done this for many years and the man could play his body like a violin. Oh, the stroking felt so good and then a finger hit ‘that spot’ and the only thing he could think about were the stars in front of his eyes. He bucked again and realized the older man had moved and was hooking Harry’s legs over his shoulders so he could position his flesh at the now prepared portal. At last, he would have what he so desperately wanted.

The older man pulled his hand out of the opening he wanted to fill. Ever mindful of the leg that had been injured in a battle years ago; he carefully placed the legs of the younger man over his shoulders as he rose to his knees. He had to move slowly as he knew from experience that the leg could cramp and that would bring the moment crashing down as he would then need to rub the muscle spasm out before continuing on. He held the hips while pulling the cheeks apart to get to the muscle winking at him, begging him to plunge into its depths. He cast a well placed cushioning charm to save his joints from a brush burn from the carpet.

His hardness was placed at the opening that was prepared and waiting for him. The older man leaned down first and kissed his long time lover with a whispered, “I love you Harry.”

“And I you” was the return reply just as the hard flesh entered the body beneath it. As if it were an arrow to a target, it went straight for the spot that would unglue him completely. When he bucked this time, the hands on his hips allowed him to find the rhythm that they both were longing for. He was thrust into with the accuracy of familiarity blending in with the drive to mesh their bodies as one. It wouldn’t be long now; he knew he could hold out till his lover was almost to the breaking point.

He thrust again into the place that he called home. The heat and tightness trying to milk him for the juices that wanted to spring forth. Just a little more, he thought, as the sweat beads lightly gathered on his face and chest. He could feel his impending release as the channel around him tightened with each thrust. “Mine” he cried as he grabbed the leaking flesh of his lover to milk out his orgasm the same time the younger body pulled on his.

“Mine” they cried together and fluids were spread over the chests of the two men and spilled inside the still tight channel holding the older man’s organ in a death grip. They both passed out in euphoric bliss, holding each other until the darkness passed.

A few minutes later, they cleaned themselves and the carpet with a thought and were dressed to begin their task.

“We leave in three days, you floo the goblins, fairies and vampires. I will apparate to the centaurs, unicorns and acromantula. We will have to make sure we have enough food for everyone for an extended period of time, so inform the house elves as well.”

“I don’t want you going alone Sev. What happens if you can’t get back?”

“I promise, nothing will happen, and I will keep the connection open.”

“I have a bad feeling about this. I don’t want you to go without me. Please Sev, let me come with you or send an elf to give them the message.”

“This is not something I want to give an elf to do, so let’s flash there, it will be harder to trace. I want to make some portkeys first. You can start flooing the others and get the elves to start packing.”

They met an hour later and transformed into their phoenix forms before flashing to the spiders first. Their forms were the most unusual thing anyone had ever seen. A grey silver color covered Harry’s form except for the outside edges framed in black from the tip of his beak to the feathers of his tale. The black outline on the tips of his feathers, clearly an inch all the way around, framed his magnificent silver color. Severus was just the opposite. Black wings covered his body with the silver outline accent an inch wide from the beak to the tail, each one an opposite of the other as they were in life; one light, one dark.

The spiders didn’t live as long as wizards and the one they had to see was Aragog’s fifth or sixth generation descendent. They quickly told the spiders that they had to leave their world and could no longer protect them or feed them. They asked if they wanted to come along and the King of the spiders declined. They would live off the carnage of the war for as long as this world was in existence. They knew it would not be much longer and their time had passed. He gave them one of his unhatched eggs to send to another time. He said they would know what to do with it when the time came.

The centaurs were much the same, only sending one child with them. Their number of children was few and they had seen for some years the ending of their world. As they said, Mars was brighter than ever.

The unicorns were sending two foals. They said the foals were to be mated when the time came but they knew what to do and they needed to be sent back in time. The fairies that were living with the unicorns were sending seven different colors of their species. They could live for several centuries and would help their new world understand what had to be done. They encountered several other magical creatures on their quest, all sending only one or two of their kind.

Everyone was given a portkey to send the ones going with them to the manor. They would arrive in three days so they had time to say goodbye and to pack what they needed. It was sad to see their friends stay, knowing this place would not be here much longer, but they delighted that they would someday see them in the great beyond and were comforted by that fact.

When they got back to the manor, they started giving the elves their tasks. They would have to prepare for many beings, even though they knew not many would come. The remainder of their animals on the farms and other food had to be prepared and preserved. What they couldn’t harvest would later be distributed, throughout this world, by some of the others that were staying.

At Gringotts, they were already preparing for the worst. A few of the goblins were coming with them, but again they knew that most of them would stay. They sent a portkey through the mini-floo and told them they had three days to pack.

It was something like Noah’s ark. Most of the creatures coming by twos but some were other numbers. Not many species were left in the inner workings of Prince Conglomerate. The company had been hit many times and indeed specifically targeted by those that were destroying their world.

Three days later everyone that was leaving arrived at Prince Manor. Everything they thought they would need was packed with them and shrunk to manageable sizes. Harry and Severus explained what they were doing and they would all go to their manor between time lines and then figure out where they wanted to go and what time windows were open.

It took a great amount of power to get everyone there and when they arrived, Harry and Severus almost passed out from shear exhaustion. It was the house elves that quickly took charge of things and established order just as they knew their masters would want. They assigned sleeping quarters after assessing the size of the facility and who needed to go where. Then they started unpacking the trunks with the food and fixed a feast for the beings that came.

When the men woke up the next day, there was a bevy of activity around them. Everyone taking up their own tasks to get everything settled, at least temporarily. They were happy the elves had seen to the feeding of the group and had organized everything as they would have, had they not been so magically depleted. The first order of business was to find out exactly where in time they were. Then they would be able to send out those that didn’t want to stay.

They all watched in the time mirror as one of the time lines was destroyed from the muggles declaring war on the ‘alien’ world and each other. It didn’t take long for their world to come to an end. It wasn’t the one they came from, but it was a loss just the same.

Next they watched their own world. It was a year from the time they left; it collapsed on itself and was destroyed by the evil that had prevailed despite all their efforts. They knew it was coming, but they mourned the loss of their family and friends just the same. It took another day to focus on the time line that Becca was in. It seemed they were present with the events of five months before the Potter family was attacked. It was a good time to be here.

Harry and Severus told everyone they would be staying for a few months so they could give Becca help if she needed it. They then started sending some of their rescued beings back in Becca’s current timeline as they directed. The first to go were the goblins that wanted to go back to the fourteen hundreds. They said they had a mission there and would be able to help them if they needed it in the future years. So Gringott and two of his friends were sent to the early fourteen hundreds with their many trunks that were shrunken. It had taken a few weeks for the window to open to that time period.

The vampire was sent next to the seventeen hundreds, and then the light and dark elves were sent to the eighteen hundreds. And so they went through the list. Being after being that wanted to make a difference in their new world and would tell of the coming of a child that would change the world.

The spider egg was sent to Hagrid through a stranger. It was his first year at Hogwarts and he bartered for the egg with a few Honeyduke’s chocolate bars. He never knew the stranger was a vampire. The unicorns and fairies were sent to the forbidden forest in the nineteen sixties so they could help protect the creatures there. The centaur went with them as they were in the same forest.

All of the beings were warned that they could not interfere with the events that fate and time had ordained. They could only live in their own world knowing that a small child was to be born to make the magical world a better place.

Soon there were just the two men and a few other humans and dozens of house elves. They would stay and wait to see what was going to happen next.