Runaway Mate

Author’s Note: I’ve tried to explain how Dumbledore got into the Mansion and also I’ve figured out what Creature I want Harry to be. Read to find out.

Harry didn’t know where he was. As soon as he’d gotten outside of the mansion he’d been taken to some run down wizarding home and shoved into a small bedroom, which contained only a small bed which still took up half the room. Ms. Weasley had taken Ashley from him, but that hadn’t lasted long. Ashley had cried and cried, accidental magic exploding around her, while Harry had screamed and tossed his magic at the door, over and over again...

Finally the door slammed open and a slightly burnt Ms. Weasley all but tossed Ashley back into her “mommy” arms, where the little girl looked quite pleased with herself and Harry swore that she smirked as only a Malfoy could.

That night Harry curled up on the small bed, Ashley in his arms, and cried himself to sleep.

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When Lucius Malfoy had heard that his mate and child were missing, he’d done a very good impression of the volcano that destroyed the ancient city of Pompeii. While Draco gathered up Tom and company, Lucius had taken out his anger on some of the more hideous rooms of the house, mostly ones that Narcissa had decorated in pink and puke yellow-orange. He’d been meaning to redecorate for some time, and those hideous rooms were the best thing to take his anger out on.

By the time Tom, Severus, Remus and Sirius arrived, Lucius had worked off the worst of his anger, leaving him just enough to find his mate. “How the hell did they get in?” Lucius sighed, flopping down in a chair and placing a hand on his head.

Severus sighed. “I believe that they thought the mansion was empty. They didn’t intend to hurt anyone, which was what the wards were keyed to stop. They only intended to cause havok, which isn’t included in the wards. So they were able to get away with Harry and Ashley.”

“But where are they going to take them?” Sirius asked. “It’s not like they can keep anyone at the Weasleys house... and I can’t think of anywhere they could go that would throw off the tracking charms Harry and Ashley had on them...”

“Dumbledore’s a member of an old pureblood family.” Remus realized, idly twirling his wand like a cheerleader’s baton. “Perhaps there’s a residence somewhere?”

A few fire calls later, the group had a list of Dumbledore’s holdings in the Wizarding World...

“Four properties have anti-tracking spells.” Severus noted as he ran a finger down the list.

“This one was destroyed about fifteen years ago.” Tom crossed off one house on the list.

“He gave this one to the Ministry.” Lucius crossed off another.

“I think that's as far as we can narrow it down...” Sirius sighed in frustration.

“Conlus and Watric. Two mansions, both secluded, both with wards.” Remus ran a hand through his hair as he looked at the piece of paper.

“Badly maintained wards.” Severus corrected. “We should be able to break through easily.”

“So which do we go to first?” Tom asked, looking at his friends.

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Harry had fallen asleep, and he woke to find a cradle next to his bed. He had just placed Ashley in it when the door flew open, revealing Percy Weasley. Harry backed against the bed as Percy entered the room.

Before Harry could speak Percy slapped him across the face, causing Harry to fall down to the ground, crying in pain.

Percy didn’t speak. Instead he kicked Harry before tossing him on to the bed and unbuttoning his pants. “Slut.” Percy hissed as he tore at Harry’s cloths, leaving them as rags on the floor. Harry tried to fight back, but a single spell from the older man made Harry unable to move anything but his eyes.

Harry closed his eyes and screamed when Percy thrust into him, tearing Harry and causing blood to leak from him. Harry screamed and screamed as Percy raped him, not caring that Harry’s daughter was still in the room and screaming as well because she didn’t know what was happening. Harry sobbed and gasped for breath as Percy spilled his load inside Harry, pulling out and wiping himself off with some of Harry’s former cloths.

Harry lay still long after the spell wore off and Percy had gone, still except for the uncontrollable shaking of his body. Ashley whimpered and Harry sprang to life, grabbing his daughter and holding her close as together they cried, both wishing they were safe, back with Lucius.

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In the end the group couldn’t decide between the two mansions, so Tom had flipped a coin... and the choice was made. They were going to Conlus Mansion.

Conlus Mansion had, at one time, been a grand house for a mighty family. But the Mansion had fallen into disuse and only 1/5 of it was still together enough for living in.

Tom was leading their little rescue party, with Lucius on his left and Severus on his right. Draco, Sirius and Remus followed behind. All six had their wands drawn as they entered Conlus Mansion through the front door, which was maybe a year away from falling off it’s rusting hinges. Although the floor of the entrance way was covered in dust, it was possible to make out a trail, which had clearly been made by people walking through the abandoned entrance room to the darker rooms which lay inside.

They did not cast Lumos as they went through the house. All six had good night vision, mostly due to creature blood, and they had a greater chance of surprising their enemies in the dark. Before long before the mansion started to show signs of attempted repair and the group stopped in front of a closed door, Tom casting a spell so they could hear what was going on in the room beyond.

“So what happened?” A voice asked, a voice that Draco identified as Ronald Wesley.

“Little slut was too full of himself... so I decided to teach him a lesson.” Lucius recognized this voice form the Ministry... it was Percy Wesley.

Ron laughed cruelly. “So what did you do?”

“Made him bleed.” Percy sneered. “I can see why Malfoy keeps the slut around... he’s a good little fuck.”

Lucius saw red and, without thinking, blew opened the door. Percy was dead before Tom could lift his wand and Ron soon followed as Lucius stood in the center of the room, breathing heavily.

Lucius stared down at Percy’s body and a strange high pitched scream found it’s way out of his throat as he kicked at it... a kick so powerful with accidental magic that Percy’s head shot across the room like a football.

Without talking about what had happened the group continued on, Lucius now in the lead, his eyes seeming to shine with blue light.

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Harry woke feeling strangely... powerful. Ashley was asleep in his arms, scared but quickly calming down as her father held her.

Slowly Harry looked around the dingy room, freezing as he saw the torn clothing on the floor and the memory of his rape rushed to the front of his mind.

A strangely wild power raced through Harry's blood... it would appear that Percy had pushed Harry over the edge... forced him to embrace his darker side... his Creature side.

His heart raced as Harry's eyes seemed to sharpen and he sniffed the air as information came to his mind... information which was a part of his very nature.


There had once been a race of humans who lived alongside wolves... they were not werewolves, but full humans who could change into wolves when they wanted too. These humans were a race of fierce warriors and quick to take revenge on those who hurt them or their family.

A time had come when the members of this race started to diminish in number and those who remained entered the Wizarding world, taking mates with several different Pure Blood families... one of which had been the Potters.

Eventually these Creatures were given a name... they were called Nearwolves or, as they were sometimes called, the Near.

Harry gently hugged his daughter closer to him, feeling his teeth lengthening into fangs as he stood and made his way towards the door... which flew open in the face of a Nearwolf's wandless magic. Confidently Harry stood out, his magic making quick work of the Wizard who had been guarding him, before Harry headed downstairs, where he could hear the sound of a group fighting.

Unknown to Harry, the effect of his Creature blood had quite an effect on his physical appearance... Harry's eyes seemed to glow, his hair had grown out to reach his his waist...and his teeth had grown into fangs.

The only thing that Harry realized was different was his strength --both magical and physical and his senses, which seemed to be heightened, since he could smell that his mate was nearby.

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Lucius was in the middle of fighting Dumbledore's followers. They were in the main hall of the mansion, where a long table and chairs had been set up... when Tom and his followers entered the room most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix had been sitting in those chairs.

A fight had ensued.

Dumbledore and Tom were dueling, Dumbeldore throwing deadly curses while Tom tried to capture the bastard alive in order to make him pay. Meanwhile Severus and Remus were focused on keeping people form distracting Tom, while Draco, Sirius and Lucius fought the other Order members.

A wind seemed to sweep through the room and Lucius could feel the magic in the air. Lucius gasped as the members of the Order were thrown to the ground and found themselves unable to rise... Lucius found himself looking over at the staircase, where Harry was standing with Ashely in his arms.

As soon as Lucius looked at his mate he could tell that Harry had been in touch with his Creature blood. Lucius stepped closer to Harry he could see what the fangs which had replaced his lover's teeth... when he saw the glowing of Harry's eyes Lucius knew what Creature Blood Harry's possessed.

"Nearwolf." Lucius whispered, stepping forward and shivering as the Creature Blood of his Mate called out to his own Veela Blood...

This resulted in a change in Lucius' appearence. His hair grew down to his ankles and his eyes shown white, as compared to the somewhat yellow glow of Harry's eyes. Lucius' skin seemed to pale and a ghostly image of wings appeared to emerge from Lucius' back.

Lucius reached out and pulled Harry into his arms, kissing his mate gently before Harry handed Ashely to Lucius.

Once Ashely was safe in Lucius' arms, the ghostly wings seemed to fold around Lucius, as if he was using them to shielf Ashely. Meanwhile Harry had walked over to Dumbledore, silently greeting Tom as he walked past the older Wizard.

"Harry..." Dumbledore started to speak, but he was cut off by a simple motion of Harry's fingers, which magically muted the older man.

Harry turned to Tom, a snarl obscuring his face. "Make him pay for what he did." Harry practically growled, making another motion with his hands which resulted in the member of the Order of the Phoenix being tied up with ropes that appeared out of nowhere.

"Lucius?" Harry whimpered, swaying slightly as if he was struggling to hold himself upright.

In seconds Lucius was next to his mate, one arm supporting his suddenly weak mate. "Tom, let's get out of here." Lucius whispered as the Creature Blood's power settled back into a sort of "sleep"... meaning that Lucius and Harry's appearance changed back to normal.

TBC