Back to the Past

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SOME ONE HAD SAID THEY THOUGHT MY OTHER CHARMED CROSSOVER SHOULD HAVE HAD CHRIS AND HARRY AS THE COUPLE SO I DECIDED TO DO ON WITH THAT PAIRING.

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It had been a long day and still Chris couldn’t sleep. His mind kept wandering to what it was he was going to have to do tomorrow and the fact that he was leaving the person he held dearest to him behind. He couldn’t shake the bad feeling that something was going to happen to this person, but knew it would be dangerous to take them with him. So here he was awake watching his lover sleep. He knew his love was tired after their activities. The two had decided to spend their last night making love and he was so afraid that he would fail and never get to see his lover again. He couldn’t help but reach out and run his hand along the face and neck of his lover and wished once again that this time would be safe for them.

See the thing is, his lover is a wizard and his brother wanted all of them dead. That was actually how the two had met. It was the first raid his brother had allowed him to go on, as he had just turned 18, and he was told they were going to a demon fortress that was holding innocents hostage and using them for various things. Hearing this he had been all for helping and couldn’t wait to get in there and help the innocents. At the time he had thought his brother could do no wrong and even idolized him. He thought Wyatt was a good and fair ruler as that is how his brother appeared when he was around. That would all change when he went on this raid.

They had attacked at dawn hoping to surprise the ‘demons’ inside and had had some problems getting past the castle’s defense system. He was shocked to find they had just attacked a school that taught young witches and wizards how to control their magic and use the different spells. All he could do was watch as the older students and teachers worked to protect the younger students, and as other adults rushed in to protect the children. He had to fight the urge to cry as these students, teachers, and adults fell at the hands of his brother’s men and the younger students were then killed.

He saw that they had taken only two prisoners and the rest had been killed by the time the battle was over. One was an old man with hair longer than any he had seen, blue eyes and extremely tall. The other was a boy about 17 with raven black hair, greener eyes than any he had ever seen, he had a smaller build then most of the people around his age and was shorter than most boys his age. He later found that the two rivaled his brother’s power and there for their magic couldn’t work on them. He would never forget when he first saw the two dragged in front of the group.

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Chris looked up when he heard some people walking toward him. He had been standing next to his brother trying to get what had just happened and what he had witnessed out of his head, but was distracted when he saw what was going on in front of him. There were two people being held by many of Wyatt’s men and he could see that they were fighting to get free. It seemed the old man was trying to protect the younger one, but they were both being held too tight. He could see the younger was extremely attractive and wondered why it was he felt compelled to rip the other’s hands off the boy and protect him from those who sought to hurt him.

“I have heard that no matter what my men tried they couldn’t kill either of you.” He heard his brother say. He couldn’t believe his brother was acting like this and feared he had been possessed by a demon.

“We have heard of you Mr. Halliwell. It is a shame you abuse the power you were given. Instead of protecting the people in your care you seek to wipe out others who have nothing to do with you.” The old man said, making Chris feel bad.

Wyatt just glared at the man, “You are the one who should be ashamed. Because of your world refusal to conform to me all your people will be dead, and I will make sure the two of you don’t see the light of day ever again. However I don’t see that as a strong enough punishment. Maybe if I gave the boy you try so hard to protect old man to one of my men you will see the error of your ways. Then again it would be a worse punishment to force you to be the one to bind the boy to this other person.”

Chris couldn’t believe his ears, no one deserved this and he could see the fear in the two’s eyes at the thought. He wouldn’t understand why until later that night either.

“Take them to the dungeons and don’t let them escape. I will find someone suitable for the boy and they will be bound tomorrow.” Chris had to fight the urge to kill his brother when he heard this, and wondered why Wyatt was doing this. He could only stare after the two as they were dragged away.

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It was his turn for guard duty and he had managed to talk his brother into allowing him to take this shift alone. He would use this time to find out a little more about the people they were holding and why it was binding the boy to someone scared them so.

He was shocked to find the two still awake and the old man trying to comfort the boy. Of course the boy would be upset, he had just seen his friends and teachers die and was now facing what he was.

“We will think of something Harry. I am sure they don’t know Latin, or what our spells mean. I will find a way to keep you unbound until your mate is found.” Chris was very confused by this. What did the man mean the boy’s mate?

“What are you talking about?” Chris asked his voice full of curiosity. He really had to fight the urge to rip the man’s hands off the boy and comfort him himself, and still couldn’t figure out why. Sure he knew he was gay and his brother also knew and was ok with it.

It seemed the old man also knew he was just being curious and so answered his question. “In our world there are Magical Creatures who look human, but are in fact usually more powerful than your average wizard. Harry here is part dark veela and as such has one mate he is meant for, a soul mate if you will. As a result being bound to someone other than this one person will kill him, but only after killing his mate.”

“I don’t mind dying, but my mate shouldn’t have to die because of me.” The boy said.

“What is a dark veela exactly?” Chris asked

“Well your regular veela is usually has light skin, eyes, and hair, where as a dark veela had dark skin and hair and an unusual eye color. Both types of veela are incredibly attractive and have an allurement to them that causes others to want them.” Now that he thought about it the men around the two had been looking at the boy as though they wanted to take him there and then. Even Wyatt was looking at him with lust in his eyes. So why wasn’t he feeling that? “The only way to be not affected is to take a potion or to be the veela’s mate.”

“How would you know if you were his mate?” Suddenly Chris thought he might have the answers to why he was feeling all these weird things.

“Well with regular veelas the mate is found by scent, but since dark veelas are submissive creatures it is the mate that has to find them. The mate usually does this by feeling immensely jealous when others are around who they see as a threat and feel extremely protective over the veela.” Well he had experienced both of those feelings and didn’t seem to be affected by the allurement of the boy. Judging by the knowing look in the old man’s eyes he was thinking the same thing Chris was.

He looked up when he heard the door open and was shocked to see Wyatt standing next to him. “The boy certainly is beautiful, don’t you think so Chris?”

“Yes, he is very attractive.” Chris said as he watched the boy try to make himself smaller and less noticeable.

“Many of the men have already asked if they could have him, but I would like to offer you first dibbs on him.” Chris could only stare at his brother when he heard this. “How about it little brother would you like to have him? We’ll call it an early birthday present.”

“Of course I’ll take him.” Chris said trying to keep the excitement out of his voice. He may have just saved the boys life if his notions were correct.

“Good, he will be bound to you by the end of the night. I will let you decide what type of bonding you want.” With that he watched his brother leave and turned back to see the boy seemed even more distressed.

“Is there a way to find out for sure if a person is his mate?” Chris asked looking at the man. If he was wrong about this he would help the two escape and try and protect them until the real mate was found.

“That is the unfortunate thing about dark veela, they have to kiss their mate to know for sure, but if it is the wrong mate then the veela automatically feels like it has cheated on it’s mate and then it’s body slowly shuts down.” The old man said as he looked sadly at the boy.

Suddenly Chris wasn’t so sure about this. He would rather die himself than have the boy die such a horrible death. He found himself vowing again to do anything in his power to protect the boy. “Would you mind if I tried, we will be bonded at the end of the day anyways?” He said looking at the boy. He breathed a relived sigh when the boy nodded and stood. Soon the boy was standing in front of him and Chris noticed that the boy only came up to his nose and had to look up to him. He also noticed the boy was looking down, studying his feet so he gently lifted the chin and leaned in to press a gentle and chaste kiss on the full pink lips.

He was shocked when he felt a warmth flow through him and pulled back to see the boy was staring at him in just as much shock. “Judging by the fact that Harry is still able to stand I would say we found his mate after all.” The old man said with a twinkle in his eyes.

“What is the type of bonding we would use in this situation?” Chris asked as he stared at the boy, his mate.

“The best would be a soul bonding, but I think your brother would be suspicious if you asked for that type.” The old man said. “However the slave bonding is close in pronunciation and wand movements. You could ask for that and I could use the soul bonding spell.”

“That just might work.” Chris said as he smiled at the boy. Yes he would protect him with his life.

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Chris was standing next to his brother when Harry and the old man, whose name he had been told was Albus, were brought in.

“Well little brother, how do you want him bound to you?” Wyatt asked amused at the way the two were struggling to free themselves.

“I was thinking about a slave bonding.” Chris said as he looked at Harry. The three had planned this out and hoped Wyatt fell for it.

“Well old man, what needs to be done for this?” Wyatt asked and became angry when Albus didn’t answer. To get the mans tongue to loosen up he pulled out Excalibur, pulled Harry from the people holding him, and put the sword to his neck. “You will speak old man, or it will be your fault he dies.” Chris wanted to pull his brother off his mate, but knew that wouldn’t be a good idea.

“Bind Harry’s wrist and that of the person you wish him bound to. Then all that is left is for me to say the chant.” That said the blade fell from Harry neck and he was forcefully pulled over to Chris. When their wrists were bound they were moved to stand in front of Albus and the man began to chant. When he finished everyone watched as the cords sank into their wrists. No one saw as Wyatt swung Excalibur high and plunged it into Albus’ chest, but they did hear Harry cry out in distress at the murder of his mentor, and watched as Chris pulled him close and tried to shield his face from the dead body on the ground while tears leaked from both their eyes over the death of a good man.

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He and Harry had been together since then, about four years, and he had kept his lover, his husband, hidden from his brother. Wyatt didn’t think anything of this; just that Chris was being the normal little brother and didn’t want his brother to see how poorly he treated his ‘slave.’ He would be sorely disappointed to find Harry well taken care of and often times happy.

His dad had told him that in the past he, Chris, had come back to try to change the future and Wyatt from turning evil. However he had failed and no one knows why, they had all thought it had worked, but then again his dad didn’t seem to remember what had happened during the last couple of months he had been there. His dad had even used a pensive to show memories of what had happened when he had gone back in time and he and Harry had viewed them many times to see what needed to be changed for it to work this time. So far the two had decided it would be best to keep Leo from becoming an elder and for Chris to be a little less mysterious. Chris couldn’t help but remember that that was the most time his father ever spent with him and that fact angered him.

He was startled from his thoughts when he heard a knock at the door. Only two people knew he and Harry lived here and they were going to help him sneak into the manner to perform the spell to go back in time. He looked to see Harry was awake in an instant and the two moved quickly, realizing they should have been up and ready by now. Before long they were letting their guests into the house.

Darrell and Victor had agreed to help them and signal if anyone was coming. They were then going to take Harry and the three were going to go into hiding along with the rest of Darrell’s family.

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Chris watched as Harry drew a the symbol they needed on the wall and he read over the spell to make sure it would work. He looked up when he heard his husband trying to brush the chalk off his hands. They were in the attic of the manner and he was grateful for once that it had been transformed into a museum because there was no one there to catch them. Harry had stunned the only guards there.

He had been shocked to find that after consummating the bond he was able to do magic with a wand and had orbed Harry back to London to get one. They had to break into Ollavander’s shop as Diagon Ally was deserted. Wyatt had hunted down most of the remaining witches and wizards and now the few left were all in hiding. He and Harry knew where they were though as they were the secret keepers for all of them and Harry had been the one to perform the charm to keep their locations safe.

His wand consisted of wood from an ash tree and a dragon heartstring at the core. He was even more shocked the day Harry accidentally froze something he had thrown at the man when they had been just goofing off. It seemed the bond had combined their types of magic and now each could use the others. (Harry had the power to freeze time and Chris could move objects with him mind and orb.)

“You promise me you will go into hiding the second I leave.” Chris said as he pulled the smaller man to him. He knew if Harry promised he would keep it.

“I promise.” Harry said as he looked at him with tears in his eyes. “I still don’t see why I can’t go with you though.” He said as he buried his face in Chris’ neck and wrapped his arms around him.

“I know you want to baby, but it is to dangerous. I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you.” He really didn’t want to leave him here either as it was just as dangerous here.

“I know.” Was all Harry said as he reached up to kiss the taller man.

“Well that was just beautiful. Really Chris, I am disappointed in you. I really thought of all people you were the most loyal to me.” Came Wyatt’s voice from the doorway.

“Say the spell.” Chris heard Harry whisper and watched as Harry reached for his wand. He was thankful he had taken the time to steal it back from his brother. He said the spell as Harry used his magic to throw the door closed and ward it to keep Wyatt out. He sighed in relief when the portal opened and grabbed Harry by the waist pulling him close. There was no way he was leaving him now with Wyatt here. With that he jumped into the portal and it closed just as Wyatt was finally able to break through the door.