Disc: *checking pockets* Nope!
Warnings: Slash and some nudity
AN: This is the last written chapter. And I really don't know if/when I will update it. I want to! Believe me! I keep seeing future scenes, but if you want it, to continue or write your own, feel free. Though I would very much like the story link!
Carlisle Cullen had been shocked many times during his long life, but seeing his eldest carrying a naked pale-skinned young man who by the spreading smell of venom was in the midst of turning through the patio doors was definitely a shocker.
The pale-blond vampire appeared in the living room a moment later gazing at Edward and his burden. Opening his mouth to question Edward's actions the sudden smell of the man beneath the venom spread through the room making Carlisle's own golden eyes widen in shocked amazement!
"Mate!" He felt like snarling at Edward who was holding his naked mate in his arms. Only years of careful self-discipline stayed his rash actions.
"Grab the pillows there and put them on the floor. He needs help!"
"What?" the coven leader questioned while at the same time obeying the request of his eldest.
"I think Alice can explain better, but she said that he needs as much body contact as possible or he might not survive the turning"
The statement actually made the cold blood in Carlisle's veins freeze even colder. No! It couldn't happen! Not now! After three hundred years was he really going to loose his mate? His reason for facing eternity?
"Get on the floor. And I think you should get rid of you clothes."
Ignoring the need to question the strange order, Carlisle quickly complied basically shredded his clothes from his body, before lying down on the thick white rug on the living room floor. Opening his arms towards Edward, he was soon rewarded with a most precious bundle.
Pulling the young man gently towards him he was immediately rewarded with the man's breathing becoming easier. Carlisle's took the moment to gaze at the one he would hopefully soon call his Own. He felt a smile stretch as he saw just how beautiful his mate was. Only the frantic beat of the human's heart let him know that he wasn't already a vampire. The flawless pale skin seemed almost to glow with an inner light as wild unruly dark hair brushed the man's shoulders. His face was amazingly symmetrical for a human with a beauty rarely possessed outside of the supernatural. As he carefully traced the sharp cheekbones with his free hand Carlisle's was almost glad that the man's eyes were closed as he wouldn't have to miss his mate' original eye colour when the change occurred.
He jumped back into reality as Edward also shed his shirt before lying down behind his mate and snuggling up to them. Carlisle fought the instinct to growl at Edward for taking such liberties. But just when he was about to question, he heard the sound of his other children running towards them. Seconds later the sound of the patio doors opening again echoed through the house followed by Alice, Rosalie, Emmet and Jasper all jogging into the living room.
"Ah, good! You did exactly what I was hoping for, Edward. Now, everyone I need you all to stay with Hadrian as much as possible for the next days. Body contact is definitely a plus, as it will help stabilize the bonds he is already forming with our coven. Oh! I can't wait!" And with that rather confusing statement Alice quickly shed her jacket before settling down neatly and grabbing Hadrian's feet pulling them onto her own lap.
"What the hell is going on? Why is there a dying human on our rug? Why are you all naked? We're going to have to move again aren't we?"
"I too would like an explanation. Just where did you come across my mate? And why is this development necessary?" Carlisle asked, expertly ignoring Rosalie's exclamation of 'mate?' while he indicated their present state of dress.
"Well… it's sort of my fault." Carlisle's did feel a human expression cross his face as his eyebrows rose at Emmet's surprising statement.
And with that the entire amazing, weird and strange tale came out. At the end of it Carlisle could only stare down at utter amazement at the strange being, wizard, lying on his arm. Pulling him gently closer he kissed the fevered brow and settled in for a long three days of waiting.
There were no thoughts or coherence; Harry was down to animal instinct to survive. His magic was raging objecting fiercely to the venom being pumped around his body trying to change it. Every animal fought for survival and with their magic wizards and witches were no different. The conflict between his magic and his turning body was what caused most turnings to fail. But as Harry was struggling to live he was actually needed to accept dying to survive.
As he was placed into the arms of his mate however something extraordinary happened and his magic expanded to envelop the vampire soothing his fevered body. Soon another bond was added further grounding Harry in this world, quickly followed by another then another. Soon Harry was basking warm, safe and almost loved with six beings on the fringes of his magic.
Two days later Alice ran into the living room with a huge smile on her face. The coven of vampires had been taking turns embracing the soon-to-be-vampire, and currently Jasper was snuggled up to Harry back shirt-less. Carlisle however hadn't not left his spot on the floor beside his mate for the last two days, and even made Edward bring him his cell phone so he could call the hospital for some time-off. Despite the occasional 'camping trip' on sunny days, he had more then enough sick-days to spare.
The following squeal of excitement that made Jasper and Carlisle's ears twinge, brought the rest of the coven rushing into the living room.
Alice was by this time practically jumping up and down in excitement and even Edward with his mind-reading ability couldn't make heads or tales of his little sister's chaotic thoughts.
"He's waking! He's waking!" Alice continued to giggle at the gob-smacked faces of her family.
"But that's a whole day too early! I've never heard of something like that!" Edward exclaimed, amazed by the stirring body in Alice's vision.
"Who cares? We're getting another brother… or well… father." Emmet exclaimed before grinning cheekily towards his sire. "Or is that mother?"
Carlisle was helpless at the teasing as his mind was frantically going over the impending meeting with his mate. What should he say? What should he do?
"Carlisle!" the addressed vampire snapped out of his frantic thoughts to gaze at his eldest child. "Don't worry. Everything will be fine. From the glimpses of what I could catch from his mind, family is something he wants above all things. Just… welcome him." Carlisle couldn't deny the sound advice and merely nodded while at the same time subconsciously tightening the hold on his mate.
"Edward is right" Jasper's southern accent drawled from beside the turning vampire. "Among the many feelings that came across from him, there was always a lingering sense of loneliness and betrayal. Take it slow and show him your good intentions and I am sure it will be fine."
"You sound like you want me to court him?" Carlisle asked the empath seeing him frown in contemplation.
"It might not be such a bad idea. He might appreciate the traditional approach, but we'll have to wait and see." Jasper smiled warmly at him and Carlisle felt a wave of calm blanket him. Sending a feeling of gratitude towards Jasper they all settled down to wait.
Rosalie hadn't really said anything but as Alice, Emmet, Edward and Alice all sat down around the three on the floor she bit her lip in sudden hesitation. While she didn't begrudge Carlisle the finding of his mate, the suddenness and the strangeness of the being lying on their living room floor was unsettling.
"Come here, babe" Emmet flashed a surprisingly understanding grin towards her and in the end she couldn't help herself and sat promptly down on her mate's lap waiting patiently with the others.
The seconds and minutes stretched on as the sound of Hadrian's beating heart finally stopped. Over the last two days it had been steadily going slower and slower and was down to a beat per minute before total silence finally filled the bright living room.
The tension filling the room almost giving the illusion that everybody was holding their breath. Carlisle himself was actually gnawing on his lip so hopelessly nervous about meeting his mate after more then three hundred years alone.
At long last after what seemed an eternity even for vampires, the ethereal being in his arms moved. The new-born seemed to be trying to burrow into Carlisle's side almost as if he was trying to fall asleep again and the blond coven leader felt a warm loving grin spread across his face at the adorable picture. In the end though it seemed consciousness won out as his mate's eyelids started to flutter.
Harry felt consciousness seep slowly into his bones as light penetrated his eyelids. But he felt so safe and warm and was loath to leave something so peaceful after a lifetime of searching. He turned over slowly to the warm body next to him hiding his face in the hope that the light would fade and he could sleep more.
He was trying to grasp what had happened. Where was he? And was he back at the Burrow? No, that couldn't be. He had never felt so safe and warm there nor anywhere for that matter.
In his hazy mind he realised that he was in fact lying on a person's arm, but even that wasn't a big enough inducement to wake up.
In the end though his wakening mind couldn't grasp the heaviness of sleep anymore and he felt his eyes slowly flutter open, still cautious of the light.
Carlisle gasped in awe as his mate's eyes finally became visible. His mate's very green, very non-red eyes slowly focused on his own golden. The sleepiness in them quickly filtered away as shock, disbelief, fear and a good dose of embarrassment flew across those viridian pools.
"Um…" even as inarticulate his mate's first word was, Carlisle swore he could feel himself falling in love. His mate was absolutely adorable.
"Um… who… who are you? Where am I? And where the hell are my clothes!"
Carlisle couldn't help the wide smile stretching across his face.
"Hello. My name's Carlisle Cullen and I will explain everything".
A couple of hours later found Harry sitting his borrowed clothes in one of the many windows on the second floor in the beautiful Cullen house. A house filled with a coven of six vampires, a family, that he now for some reason found himself to be a member of.
Honestly Harry didn't know what to think.
He understood what had happened, he understood the individual words spoken, but it just hadn't sunk in yet. He was dead… Well un-dead and had through the most bizarre twist of circumstance that he had ever heard found himself the meal of a vegetarian vampire.
Shaking his now curly black hair Harry pressed his forehead to the window barely even registering the coolness of the glass anymore.
What were the chances! As he understood there were only two animal-eating covens in the world and he had somehow stumbled upon one of them in his animagus form! And that wasn't even counting the fact that he was still 'alive' and that the gorgeous blond doctor vampire downstairs was his mate! Shaking his head again Harry wondered if he would ever get over the shock of the last three days.
He was a vampire! Just that small fact seemed to cement the good doctors claims of being mates as Harry had a vague memory of his magic reaching out and bonding.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry… He guessed he should laugh, as he didn't think that vampires even could cry!
"Please just give us a chance"
Harry twisted around so fast that even with his new vampiric senses he felt a wave of dizziness hit him. Standing just in the doorway was the curly blond one, Jasper, if he remembered with the soft-spoken accent.
Harry just shook his head, finding there's weren't words in the English language that could explain the feelings of disbelief, helplessness and shock his was feeling.
"You're confused and still in shock I guess. But please let us help. Let Carlisle help. He's been waiting for you."
Harry found he couldn't even look at the vampire and twisted his body back to the window. What could he say? He didn't know anything about anything. Less the four days ago he'd just been travelling, something he had wanted to do since the school days. He had friends back in Britain and he knew that they expected him back soon. That they expected that he settle down, accept a job with the Ministry and if Molly got her way, marry Ginny. But… well… there was a reason he was travelling alone through the Colonies, but to suddenly find his life changed so drastically and so dramatically seemed so final. What would he say? To friends? Family? Would the wizarding world accept a Saviour that was a vampire. Harry snorted bitterly. Not bloody likely. The only job he half-way had considered in the wizarding world was working as the DADA professor at Hogwarts. The only place his still considered home, not his small London apartment, or even the Burrow, despite continuing invitations from both Molly, Arthur and Ginny to accept it as so. What would Minerva say? He didn't think it would be a good idea if the professor was in real danger of eating the students. And considering the subject he would be teaching he wouldn't be too keen educating a bunch of children the best way to defend themselves and even defeat vampires. No… he was… stuck he supposed. Did he even have access to his funds anymore? Had the Black family tapestry registered his death?
Jasper meanwhile had stood silently regarding his newest family member. The explanations hadn't exactly turned out the way they had hoped. But then again who were they trying to fool. Telling a young man, who didn't seem to even be past twenty, that he was now dead and mated to the coven leader wasn't the easiest thing to understand. He had sensed the full gamut of emotion from Hadrian. Shock, disbelief, anger, embarrassment hopelessness, fear, but also underneath those where hope, careful acceptance and something that Jasper could best describe as black humour. It seemed that this wizard, and wasn't that a bomb itself, Hadrian had found himself in unexpected situation before and found it more than a little ironic. After the show and tell from Carlisle and a list of things Hadrian could be expecting now, Alice had finally taken the smaller man up to their bedroom and proceed to dress him in some left over clothing from Alice. Jasper couldn't help find it amusing that they were almost the same size. While Hadrian was a good deal taller then Alice standing about five feet five he was very thin and it showed in the jeans he was wearing. They were a good four inches too short but he T-shirt she had taken from Jasper. And old seventies rock T-shirt, vintage now he supposed, was hanging off Hadrian's shoulder showing of his glowing skin.
That was another thing they had all been surprised of. Hadrian's general appearance hadn't really changed all that much with the Turning. The only difference Jasper could see was that the old faded scar on his forehead, he had briefly glimpsed before his Turning, had disappeared completely. Other then that his skin was now completely flawless but it wasn't that much of a difference to before. Hadrian was lovely. A bit too thin, but still shapely as Alice's jeans attested too with long legs and lovely face.
Those green eyes were the real shocker however. There was even a hint of red in them and Jasper and the rest of the coven could only assume it was due to the man's magic.
Focusing back on the newest vampire Jasper could still pick up a myriad of emotions. Quickly shifting from one to another. The rest of the coven were still wating in the living room, though Carlisle had gotten dressed properly. They were all waiting really for the explosion or at least some reaction from the black-haired young wizard. Yet, after Alice had dressed him, the man had simply wandered to one of the many windows and set himself down and not spoken. If it weren't for Alice they wouldn't even know that his name was Hadrian. And according to Edward the wizard had closed off his mind again much to his brother's vexation.
In other words the entire house was seemingly put on hold. Waiting for some reaction, something. But as Jasper focused back on Hadrian, he assumed they wouldn't have to wait long. The hunger that all newborns wake with was slowly growing within Hadrian and Jasper reckoned they wouldn't have to wait that much longer. That he wasn't out the door trying to catch the first moving thing and eat was another surprise. Jasper almost sighed out loud where he stood still in the door way observing. Many things were a mystery. They knew nothing about this outsider. Just magic. They didn't know its limits or anything, only that the man could seemingly shapeshift, but didn't smell like those horrible dogs down at the reservations.
The emotions from downstairs were growing. Everybody was anxious.
Harry still felt the blond-haired vampire standing in the doorway, observing. Silently watching. Most likely waiting for some sort of explosion and Harry couldn't really blame him or them. If he concentrated he could hear small movements from the living room on the first floor. It was all so disconcerting, but Harry was pretty sure that he wasn't going to freak… well not too much. This was just another day in the life of Harry Potter. But that wasn't right either. He had changed his name and was that he was now officially Hadrian Black, adopted son of Sirius Black and grandson of Dorea Black, and despite not wanting it, Lord of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black and things like this shouldn't be happening to Hadrian Black! He wasn't Harry Potter anymore and he just wanted a bit of peace.
And now he was once again faith's bitch boy and somehow ended up with a vampiric mate. And wasn't that itself ironic. After loosing all those people in the war he was suddenly 'blessed' with a soul mate that wouldn't die… ever.
Harry sighed thinking on Sirius, Remus, Cedric, that blasted headmaster, Snape.. oh Snape. He could almost hear that biting sarcastic voice in his head telling him to man up and stop being the centre of attention.
Unknowingly to Harry his emotions were suddenly very recognisable to Jasper who had lived and fought through more the one war and was intimately familiar with both loss and the emotions associated with blood, war and death.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Edward just as easily picked them up and related it to the rest of their family. Jasper almost cursed himself as he felt a definite increase in anxiousness and worry from all members, even Rosalie but especially Carlisle.
Harry had to admit that he had avoided thinking about it. He had felt it almost immediately after he had 'woken up' but had purposely used his Occlumency to not only block his thoughts from the bronze-haired one but also try and subjugate the increasing hunger and burning in the back of his throat.
He had to make a firm decision. Should he really try and accept his new circumstance and fully embrace this family that actually seemed to want him and that soulful handsome vampire that wanted him just as he was?
Harry sighed before wearingly getting up. Despite not feeling any physical pain his soul suddenly seemed old. He was tired and suddenly found the promise that this coven of vampires seem to offer him so tempting. He wanted this. A family, a mate. He was going to take it. Fate may have kicked him around a bit but the rewards seemed to be genuine.
Jasper started out of his thoughts when Hadrian slowly got up before turning around. Looking into those eyes and feeling the resigned and fragile hope that seemed to be growing Jasper allowed himself a small smile.
"Hello" Hadrian smiled disarmingly before presenting his hand. "My name's Hadrian Black and it's a pleasure to meet you".
Jasper smiled more fully before carefully shaking the presented hand.
"A pleasure to meet you, Hadrian. I am Jasper Cullen."
Hadrian smiled again when Jasper indicated he could walk first. Less then two seconds later they were standing in the living room. Jasper smiled a bit again and glanced towards Edward to tell him silently of the sudden feel of exhilaration Hadrian experienced just moving that fast. This might just work out.
AN: And that's all she wrote. What do you think?
BTW, there are two more unfinished stories that I will post. One Supernatural Xover and another Harry/Draco.
I know that most of my Harrys are a bit feminine and if I wanted a woman, I should just write Harriet. But for some reason I just can't make myself. And I'll always believe that cannon Harry after having to look after himself so completely and be such a hero and general, that he would most definitely want someone to look after him for once... hence subby, feminine Harry.