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Dark Secrets by xx_flame_inside_xx

Format: Novella
Chapters: 19
Word Count: 24,564

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Strong Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse

Genres: Drama, Romance, Young Adult
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Dumbledore, OC
Pairings: Harry/OC, Ron/Hermione, Draco/Hermione

First Published: 01/25/2007
Last Chapter: 07/26/2008
Last Updated: 07/26/2008

Crystal and Harry survive so much  together.School is almost over, and time moves on.. Will things change forever?

There are certain things that are... shall we say... overlooked for this story, so please, dont comment me about them, I know they are different. Thanks. ^_^
and now completed.
sequel out soon.

Chapter 1: In The Beginning
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*Note: In this story, Harry is an animagus. He is a special animagus; he was made that was by the attack from Voldemort. He can be any four-legged or winged animal.

"I wonder who the new Defense against the Dark Arts teacher is?" Harry asked.

"I don't know, the seat is empty, I wonder if we are even having that class." Hermione responded.

The doors to the Great Hall opened, and a girl, about sixth year walked in, accompanied by Filch, who was mumbling about having to do something, Harry couldn't hear what. The girl had long black hair, which had a strange blue streak in the side, and dark green eyes. She was small, shorter than himself, and thin. Harry thought she was beautiful, but she was obviously shy. Harry glanced over at Ron and Hermione who had already started eating again, looking around, Harry realized that he was the only one not eating. He hurriedly picked up his fork and began eating again. He noticed that the girl was in Gryffindor robes and that she was walking this way.

"Do you mind if I sit here?"

Harry turned around and saw her standing behind him and the empty seat next to him.

"Yeah, sure, go ahead... I'm Harry, Hermione, Ron." In turn Ron and Hermione waved, and Hermione smiled at her and handed her some of the chicken.

"So, hi, I'm Celeste, or Crystal, whichever."

"You have two names?" Ron asked rudely.

"Yeah, kinda, well, I'm half-blood, and my Dad wanted a muggle name, while my mom wanted something more magical. They couldn't decide, so on muggle stuff, it's Crystal, and in Hogwarts and with witches and wizards it's Celeste. It's enchanted on all muggle stuff, so even if I write Celeste, only witches or wizards can see it, Muggles simply see Crystal."

"That's cool. Well, Celeste, are you new here?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, I used to live in America, and my parents moved here when they found out I was a witch."

"Well, were glad you are here." Hermione said.

"Thank you, I am glad to be here. They were considering Beaux-Batons, but I wanted to come here. And Harry, you didn't have to introduce yourself, you are pretty well known where I come from. I live near two Squibs, four wizards, and a whole magical family. That's how they found out I was a witch. I knew all about it, my mother being one, but they discovered my power."

"Sorry to be rude, but what were their names?" Harry asked.
Well, there were a lot of them; I only knew them by nicknames. There was Frog, Eryn, and a few others. Frog was killed in a battle with someone around my block. I just found out that he was my half-brother. That's why I was late. I just came from America, I flew in. I had to take one of those horse things here, it was weird. Dumbledore was told by my mom what was going on and he arranged to have a... a... oh yeah, a Thestral there to bring me home, my stuff will be here tomorrow."

"Ok, two more questions, if you don't mind, who did you see die?" Harry asked.

"I saw Frog and my Dad die, Dad was trying to protect him, and they both died." She said through tears.

Harry saw her crying and whispered in her ear.

"I can see them too, I saw a boy named Cedric die two years ago."

"Really?" She said, the tears still streaming down her face.


"Then I don't feel so bad."

"Good, I am glad. But I do have one more question. What is your power?"

"Well, I am a lot of things, a Legimens, Occlumens, Animagus, and I can control something if I touch it or focus on it enough. And of course, my natural magic from my mother."

"Wow, that's a lot of powers. I am an Animagus, I can be any four-legged animal, or anything with wings. People are starting to leave; will you walk up to the common room with me?"

"Sure, I would really like that. I would really like to know more about your Animagus power too."

"Okay, hang on a sec, let me talk to a couple of people, stay here with Ron and Hermione while I go ask couple questions, and I will be right back." He said, and took off running.

He ran up to Dumbledore and asked him a couple questions about Celeste.

"Does she have a spot in one of the dormitories?" He asked glancing over his shoulder to make sure she was still there.

"Well, now that I think about it, no, she doesn't, I was too busy, with other business. If I set up a cot in the dormitory with you, will you let her have your bed, just for the night? I would really appreciate it."

Dumbledore said, knowing Harry would say yes.

"Yeah, sure, but I don't have a cot."

"That's okay, there you go." Dumbledore said with a flick of his wand.
"Thanks, Professor, I was just making sure she would be ok her first day."

"That's no problem, Harry, thank you for looking out for her, she doesn't have much, and she could use a friend. As long as you can be trusted, I will let her stay there. She might have to ask Hermione for some nightclothes. Well, you better get her up to the dormitory. See you tomorrow, oh, and, could you come to my office at ten o'clock tomorrow morning? Thanks. See you tomorrow Harry."

At that, Harry took off back to where Celeste was standing. He told Ron and Hermione what was happening, and asked them to stay behind a bit, so he could talk to Celeste.

On the way to the dorms, Harry told Celeste about his Animagus powers.

When they got to the dorm, Harry said the password. "Sectumsempra" and the portrait swung open. Celeste was in awe of the common room.
"Oh, yeah, I forgot, umm... Dumbledore forgot to set up a bed for you in one of the dorms. He set up a cot in the dorm with me and Ron and a few other people. You can meet them when we get up there, if they aren't already asleep." In his mind, Harry was hoping that they would be.

"Okay." She said.

"You can borrow something to sleep in from Hermione."

"Okay, that's cool. Where are they by the way?"

"Let's go find them."

They walked back through the portrait hole, only to see Ron and Hermione waiting on the other side. At the sight of Harry and Celeste, they walked into the hole after them.

"Can Celeste borrow something to sleep in, Hermione? She doesn't have anything with her, remember? Ron and I are going to go get ready for bed and I am going to make up the cot. I will meet you two back down here in ten minutes."

At that the four of them went toward the two dormitory staircases. Ron followed Harry up the Boys' Staircase and Celeste after Hermione up the girls. Harry stripped to boxers and put on a t-shirt, waved his wand at the cot (a trick he learned form Tonks) and the sheets at the foot of it flattened out and folded themselves over. He said goodnight to Ron who was already closing his eyes, looked over at the other three, thankfully they were asleep too. He walked out of the room and down the stairs.

Hermione led Celeste down the stairs, who was in a tank top and shorts. Harry and Celeste thanked her and Hermione went back to bed. Harry took Celeste's hand and led her to his bed.

"I'll sleep on the cot." He said, smiling.

"No, I will let you have your bed, I'll sleep on the cot." She said back, smiling just as much as Harry.

"No, you wont, it's ok, I don't mind." He said, laughing, as he lay down on the cot.

"Well, if you insist." She said still smiling as she crawled into Harry's bed.

They looked at each other until she finally fell asleep. Harry smiled to himself, turned over and fell asleep almost instantly.

Chapter 2: The Truth is Hidden...
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In the morning, Harry awoke to Celeste sitting on his bed, looking out the window.


"Oh, good morning, Harry. I was just watching the owls."

Harry up and looked out the window. They had missed morning delivery.

"Do you have an owl?" Harry asked, scanning the sky for Hedwig, until he finally found her.

"Yeah, he's black, his name is Talon."

Harry glanced back over his shoulder at the window, he had seen a black owl. There he was, flying next to Hedwig. They were heading this way, Harry opened the window. Hedwig came flying in, landed on his shoulder, and stuck out her leg. As he was untying the letter on her leg, Talon landed on his bed and held out his leg for Celeste.
"It's a letter from my parents. Finally, I have been waiting for this!" She said, smiling.

"That's cool, I got, well, I don't know yet. It is... a letter... from Sirius. Ok, I need to go talk to Dumbledore, he told me to come see him at ten. But I will be back soon, Ron and Hermione are in the common room probably, so you can hang out with them, I will be back soon."

He changed into jeans and a new t-shirt, which meant Celesete had seen him in just a pair of jeans. He blushed at that thought, and took her hand in one of his, and led her downstairs. After letting her hand go, and telling Ron and Hermione good morning, he took off toward Dumbledore's office.

He reached the gargoyle outside Dumbledore's office.

"Fizzing whisbees."

Once to the door, Harry knocked.

"Come in, Harry."

He walked in, Dumbledore motioned to a chair, and Harry sat down.
"Harry, I asked you here to talk about Celeste."

"Okay, what's wrong?"

"Celeste Black is..."


"Yes, Harry, Black. She was Sirius's niece. She doesn't know about Sirius, and I don't think she should know. Her mother didn't like Sirius. Now, another issue, Celeste isn't blood related to you, so it is ok for you two to be together. I just asked you up here to ask you if you would look out for her, she's had it rough, and she could use a friend. I just need you to stay with her, and the cot in your room has been made to a bed, and she will be staying in there. She only seems to trust you, so I have to trust both of you that you won't get yourselves hurt."

"Okay. Is that all, Professor?" Harry asked, anxious to get back.
"No, Harry, I have something for you. It's a birthday present. I didn't want to send it to your aunt and uncle's house, because of Dudley snooping, but here you go." With that, Dumbledore handed Harry a very large, heavy gift wrapped in red paper.

Harry opened it to find a picture of Sirius with Harry at Grimauld place, only it was illusioned to look like an ordinary house. There was also a new quill, some color-changing ink, and ten silver, glowing orbs. Looking up at Dumbledore, Harry held them up. Dumbledore laughed slightly and said for Harry to lay them on his bed at night, and they would turn into small stars that floated near the canopy.
Harry smiled and thanked Dumbledore, walking out of his office and back toward the common room.

When he reached it, he ran up and put his new things under his bed, then walked back down to read the letter from Sirius. He didn't tell Dumbledore, because he didn't know what it was. Harry missed Sirius so much, and now getting a letter from a dead person... it was weird.

Chapter 3: The Kiss...
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**A/N* Hey everybody,m sorry this one is soooo short, the next one should be much longer. Its all the writers block!!**

If you are getting this, I have been killed. I arranged for it to be sent to you if the worst should happen, and it did. I am sitting here, writing this to tell you (Even though I know someone already has) that you have been left everything. I want you to know that I loved you, and I am glad that I got to see you older than an infant. I hope you continue living your life, and don’t let anything bring you down. I have faith in you that you will be ok with your life. I think you could use a person who was like me, a person you keep close to your heart. Keep at least one person close, you need someone close to you.
Everything is left to you,
And I trust you with it.
With Love,
Harry read the letter again. He was so glad to see the familiar writing, he missed Sirius. He folded the letter and put it away. He went and found Celeste sitting and reading, trying to hold back the tears he got form, hearing from Sirius.

He was sure Celeste would understand, since Ron and Hermione had heir own preoccupations at the time. He didn’t want to bother them.

Celeste was reading a book, curled up in a chair. She tossed her hair over her shoulder. The long hair that Harry adored so much. Waist-length, raven-black hair, and she almost always had it up in a damn ponytail. He walked up behind her and snatched the book, reading the back cover, and then handed it back to her. She had a look on her face that he couldn’t quite figure out. She stood up and handed him the book.

“Its about fairies.” She stated with a tone of finality.

He handed it back and smiled at her. She smiled back. He took a couple steps closer, wrapping his hand around her back. She put her arms around his neck, letting her lips slowly meet his. She pulled on his neck, deepening their kiss. He licked her lips with his tongue, as if asking permission. She gladly opened her mouth allowing him in. Their kiss deepened even more and he finally broke it to move down her neck. She pressed her hand against his chest and he instantly stopped. She moved over to the couch holding his hand and pulling him along. She laid down on the couch and he laid on top of her. There they stayed all night, kissing and talking, and sleeping.

When she woke up, she was still on the couch, but he had moved to on top of him. She leaned down and gently kissed his cheek, and he stirred, but didn’t wake. She leaned in once more, but kissed him full on the lips, and she suddenly felt him kissing back. She pulled back and giggled.

“We’re going to miss breakfast.”

" I don’t care, I'm not hungry" Was all he said before pulling her back and kissing her again.

She pulled on his neck to deepen the kiss, and soon his tongue was licking her lips as if to ask "Is this ok?" "Can I don’t this?"

She opened her mouth, and they found each other's tongue, letting them meet and massage each other.

They kissed like that for a while before falling back to sleep.

Chapter 4: The Kiss Pt. 2
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A/N: Sorry it took so long, but I am having some writers block. I should have three + chapters up by the end of next week. Btw, I am calling Celeste Crystal from now on, it fits into the rest of the story.

On to the story…

Harry and Crystal stayed on the couch for almost an hour. She was running her hands through his hair, and he was staring into her eyes, her black hair lying across the two of them. Then Harry noticed something, the blue streak was gone, it was now a greenish color, he wondered if it was dyed or if he just saw it wrong or something, but he didn’t ask, he was too happy at the moment.

She got up and walked up the stairs, leaving Harry utterly confused.

He did the same, he got dressed, and then met Crystal back downstairs.

They went to the library, but Harry didn’t know why, when he saw something the back of her neck. He reached up and stopped her, took her hand, and led her to one of the nearby secret passageways. He lifted her hair off her neck and just barely pulled down her shirt. She turned suddenly.

"I know what you're looking at. Watch my hand."

He did, and a little fire ball popped out of nowhere. She played with it, bouncing it back and forth. She extinguished it, and turned back around, lifted her hair, and tugged at her shirt. There Harry saw a tattoo, a unicorn with a star of gems on is shoulder, and below that was the star of gems. There was the gem for each element, and a small, circular obsidian in the middle. An Elemental. 'I wonder why she didnt tell me.' He thought

"The obsidian is for extra attack power. It's very helpful."

With this, Harry turned her and pulled her into a loving kiss. Then he took her by the hand and led her back to the hallway, but instead of heading for the library, they went out to the lake.

On the way there, Harry's hand started hurting really bad. He stopped to see blood running over the edge of his thumb. Right between the joint of his thumb and first finger, there was a small half of a broken-heart shaped scar.

He looked up just in time to see Crystal wince in pain. She was trying to hide it, but he knew what was on her hand. He took her hand and lifted the other off of it. He showed her his hand, and he held them together.

Just to mess with her and lighten the mood, Harry decided to do something.

"Come get me." And with that, he changed into a wolf, he was after all, registered since he had to when he discovered his powers from Voldemort, Dumbledore made him. But what was Crystal, she said she was an animagus, but never what she actually was.

By the time the final though had run through his mind, he had reached the other side of the lake, and he looked behind him to see a cheetah chasing him.

'Cheater' he thought.

"I heard that! I am going to run faster!'

He had forgotten that she could hear his thoughts, but if he could hear hers…

He came to a dead stop and changed back to himself. A cheetah plopped down beside him before becoming Crystal.

"What's wrong?"

"I heard your thoughts." He looked over at her with a grave expression. 'He must have just found out' she thought.

"Oh." To comfort him, she pulled him into a hug, and he kissed the top of her head.

"Come on," she said "back to tag." And she was gone, but not a cheetah, now she was a wolf. She was white, with black outlines on her ears and eyes, with black paws. He was black with white outlines, the exact opposite of her. He changed back and took off again, but only after howling.

Then, once again, he stopped dead in his tracks.

He thought to himself, 'He can't see me like this…'

'Who can't?' Crystal responded.

'Him' he growled.

Crystal looked up, and following suit, growled.

A/N: So, Crystal's and elemental, and she can be a cheetah, and more, but that’s later. Who is this mystery person? Leave a review of who you think it is! P.S. This is a revision to the first AN in ch 1
*Note: In this story, Harry is an animagus. He is a special animagus; he was made that was by the attack from Voldemort, who has in fact been defeated. He can be any four-legged or winged animal , pretty much anything except a lizard and insects.

Chapter 5: A Connection is Made.
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AN: I just wanted to let every one know that when I use 'one' quotation mark, it’s a thought, and when I use "two" it's speaking; also this chapter has a sex scene, just a warning, but I would like to know if it is any good. and yes, I know its fast, read at the end. Also, please reveiw if you read, I would greatly appreciate it. Its helps me keep going. I hope you like it.

Harry growled along with Crystal, trying to hide the thunderbolt scar that appears on every animal he changes into, with the wolf it's on his front left paw. He growled again, then shot past the boy, knowing that if he stayed there for too long, someone would recognize him, and he can't be recognized. No one that he doesn’t want to know about his animagi powers knows about them, and he’d like to keep it that way.

Mid-Stride, Crystal followed suit of Harry and changed into a cheetah, noticing that he was a very rare albino, and according to her parents, animagi in this form can run faster than 99 mph. She knew she would lose him. He ran to the castle only to bump into Hermione with her shiny new Heads badge.

“What are you doing like that, Harry?”

He changed back only to respond by pulling her aside and telling her about all that had happened over the past two days.

Hermione smiled, but she took off after seeing a couple first years starting to battle. He knew she was happy for him, even if she didn’t respond.

He looked around for Crystal, and spotted her still in cheetah form running towards him. She changed mid-step.

He had to steady her to keep her from falling over.

'I need to work on that.' She thought.

'Yeah, you do.'

She laughed. "So, why can't those people see you like that?"

"They just can't. That's Professor Snape and his little ferret Draco Malfoy. They aren’t exactly my best friends, if you catch my drift. They don't know about my power, or as we just learned, my multiple powers. They would use it against me."

"Oh, ok, well, its time to eat something, I am hungry, and I have a feeling you are too. Let's go see if lunch is still out."

"We don’t have to; I know one of the kitchen elves. He'd be happy to make us something." Harry said this with a smile; he didn't want to go to the Great Hall, he wanted to be alone with Crystal. No questions.

Harry and Crystal ate, then went back up to the dorms. She slept on the couch while he worked at the fire-side table. (Which he put there)

Suddenly about nine, Harry heard a tapping on the window. Getting up to see what it was, he had his wand ready, knowing how much danger he was in.

He looked out the window to see a phoenix struggling to even peck at the window. It was a golden color, and it had a broken wing.

He immediately opened the window, and watched it fly in before landing on the floor in front of him.

He dropped down and wrapped it in a cloth, then picked it up and woke Crystal.

"Come with me, I need to take it to McGonagall."

"Ok, I will meet you there, but it's after-hours, wont we get in trouble?"

"Not with this." He tapped the Marauders' Map.

He checked it for Filch. He was in his office, and no one else was out. He took off to get there as fast as possible.

When he had talked to McGonagall, she told him so many things; that the Phoenix had chosen him. Ok, so he owned a phoenix. She told him how to care for it, how to do so many things, that he had to sit down and take notes while she healed his new phoenix, he hadn't decided on a name for it.

'Maybe a name like Golden, or Element would work. That would work for him, Element. I could name it after Crystal.'

'Thank you; that would be sweet.' She responded. He had forgotten yet again.

'You're welcome. It fits him anyway.'

Crystal blushed and laughed a little when she heard this.

McGonagall looked up, and knew what was going on so she quickly went back to healing Element. No one at all knew her secret; she heard every word they were thinking.

She smiled to herself before presenting the newly healed phoenix and told Harry to go to Dumbledore and ask for a cage to keep it in its room.

Harry and Crystal did as they were told and got a cage before they lay back down on the couch.

Harry couldn't wait any longer; he turned her view from the fire and pulled her into a deep kiss. They kissed passionately, but air called out to them. They broke only to breathe.

Harry longed to do more than kiss; he put his hand under her shirt on pulled slightly on her back. They kissed even more fiercely. She moved her hand down his side and pulled at his jeans.

His hand wrapped around to her back, and he felt the gems on her back.

'I love you.' He thought, hoping that in the passion she would hear it, hoping it would help with what he had to do.

'I love you, too.'

'We can't do this.' He thought as she started to unbutton his jeans.

"Why?" She questioned, but she spoke instead of thinking it.

“I don’t know what made me love you so much so quickly, but we’ve only known each other for three days, and have only been technically dating for two. My friends don’t even know.”

“Oh. But I thought you loved me?”

“I do. With all of my heart, but it feels too fast. I cant explain how this all happened. I love you, but something seems wrong about it, its so fast.”

“Trust me, ok? It will be ok. It’s not too fast, when you find the one you love, that’s all that matters.” She leaned down and kissed his neck, and got up and led him to the room of requirement.

"For Privacy."

She was once again on top of him, pulling at his jeans.

'Damn these jeans! Help, please?'

He laughed a little first, then unbuttoned them.

"You have to do the zipper." He laughed again.

She had stripped his shirt and jeans, and he was now just down to a pair of boxers. She was in panties. He finished undressing her, and she did the same. She wasn’t embarrassed by being naked with him. She was happy. She suddenly sat upright and moaned in bliss. He had found a spot on her neck that he now loved. He started to push into her, she moaned a little, and she felt a twinge of pain.

Of course the first time would be painful. She was being stretched, and it hurt. He kissed her lightly on the spot on her neck the he loved, and it eased the pain a bit. He moved a little farther in, and it hurt worse. He kissed the spot again, and finished, going in all of the way. She moaned, and so did he. She lay back on top of him, with him still inside her.

He rolled them over on the bed that the Room of Requirement provided, which was very large, so that he was on top. He had one hand holding himself up, and another tracing a finger along her spine. She moaned at his every touch, which meant that she was getting to cloud nine. He was too.

She suddenly pushed against him, making them both moan in bliss. He pulled out of her and put a hand between her legs, warming her back up. He wanted more. He put a finger inside her, then took it back out and pushed himself back in.

*Hermione's story*

She walked toward the room of requirement, wondering where Harry was. She paced back and forth, not knowing or caring where she was, just as long as she found him. Without knowing it, she had found the place. A door popped up.

*Back to Harry*

Crystal sat up again, enjoying every moment of the current events. She leaned over, kissing him bare chest, and moving slowly downward, but he pulled her back up. They linked hands as they reached the peak again.


She opened the door; it showed a tiny room with a bed in the middle. Crystal moaned, so did Harry. She stood there in horror for a few seconds and Harry spotted her first.

"Hermione! What the fuck, get out of here!" But Hermione was unable to move, she was horrified. She could see that they were right in the middle of this act, and he was still in her.

"Hermione, GO!!" Se did as she was told, and walked straight to a shower, even if they didn’t see anything wrong with it, she still thought it was wrong. She didn’t even do anything, and she felt dirty.

*Back to Harry*

Who he could tell wanted more, wanted to finish again, but he couldn't, not after what just happened. He lifted her off of him and began to put on his clothes.

He heard Crystal finishing up by herself. He knew she couldn’t just stop, there was a process with girls.

'I feel horrible, but I can't finish this after what happened. Don’t think I don’t love you or this, because I do, very much. ' With that thought he walked over and placed a full loving kiss on her lips, and kissed the spot on her neck, but after that he walked to the little bathroom that was in the bedroom off to the side. They hadn't used protection; with that thought, he threw up in the sink basin.


Crystal and Harry stayed in the room until morning, seeing as it was Saturday tomorrow. They did finish the nights activities closer to morning.

They were closer than ever.

But Harry went to talk to Hermione, alone. Crystal was still tired and decided it would be best if she stayed in the dorms.

Harry found Hermione where she always was when there was trouble, the library.

"Hermione, we need to talk, in private, follow me."

He took her hand and walked to the lake.

They both sat down, not knowing what to say. But then Hermione decided to figure something out.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?! You've only known her for three days! How can you choose to do that so suddenly?"

"Look, I love her, I don’t know how it happened, but it was like it was supposed to happen. But I came out here with a problem. We didn’t use protection."

Hermione slapped him across the face. "Those were stupid decisions Harry, and I'm sorry for walking in and for what I just did, but you needed it." She looked at the ground.

"I understand," he turned her head back up to look him in the eye, "you are my best friend, I trust your decisions, but I don’t know what to do, what if she's pregnant?"

'We will get through this, trust me.' Crystal was in his mind, he looked up and saw her walking towards him.

"All of us." She said looking from Hermione to Harry. She knew that she was pregnant, it was a gift that all Elementals had, they knew when something in their bodies changed.

A/N I know it is very very very long, but I had to make it that way. I had to get everything in there. How was the love scene? I hope it was ok, it was my first written love scene. Please review, give me input on where you'd like to see it go. I have a general idea, I just want to know what my readers want. PS> I also realize that this happened very early, but it had to for the rest of the story. When this happens, it creates a connection between the two people, and that’s needed later. But it will be back to normal soon.

Chapter 6: The Past haunts me
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Harry woke up around three that morning. He had no idea why until he rolled over and didn’t see Crystal in the bed. He heard her in the bathroom, but didn’t go get her. He just let her be, he knew what she was doing, and it wasn’t pretty.

It had been almost a month since they had slept together, and she was now what you would call clinically pregnant. They had been put in separate rooms, Crystal was in the dorms with Hermione, which was, needless to say, very awkward, and Harry was still in his dorms, but every Friday night, they came in the Room of Requirement to stay together.

With all that was going on, they never just got to be alone, and they needed it. So they set up this arrangement. They stayed in there and talked, usually until dawn, when Harry and Crystal fell asleep in each others arms.

Today was different though, something was wrong with Crystal. She knew someone was watching her, and she didn’t know who it was, or how to stop them, but she was scared.

This is exactly what she was thinking when Harry woke up. She walked into the room, her hand over her mouth, and she just looked at him, hating him for all of the pain she was in, but loving him for causing it. She was happy, except for the whole *I have a stalker* thing.

She turned to go back into the bathroom, but this time she threw up more than breakfast, it was blood.

'I need to get to the hospital, now.'

Before he could move, she hit the basin with a sickening thud.

'Shit.' He grabbed her hand and apparated to Dumbledore. Maybe not the best place, but a safe place.

"Professor, she needs help. Please." He pleaded, almost as if to himself, because he knew that Dumbledore would help.

Hurriedly, the older wizard wanded on some new clothes and muttered something silently.

"Now you can apparate from the Room, as I know you have been spending quite a bit of time there.."

"Thank you." And he was off. He wanted to explain to him, but there wasn’t time. She needed treatment.

He apparated to the Emergency department of the magical hospital and was glad to see it was a slower night. Very slow, in fact. He was the first one in all night.

A nurse escorted Crystal away on a bed, held up by an enchantment. Harry could do nothing except wait. And wait he did, until nearly 7 30.

A Healer walked up to him stating he could see her now, and that he would be in in five minutes to explain.

Those five minutes passed very quickly. The healer walked in and began speaking.

"She will be ok, but we need to keep her over the next couple of nights. What happened is simple. She is far enough along in the pregnancy, that having intercourse may cause stress. It needs to be kept to a minimum. Once a week at most. But that only exposed her problem. The baby, we have found, is a very special one, and is doing magic from the womb. This child will be Blessed. But it can cause the mother problems. Be careful. No silent spells, or the baby can learn them. Limit apparating to special conditions. You should be all set. I have sent a letter to your Headmaster at Hogwarts, telling him of your condition. He has set it up so you both can stay in your rooms and study. As little stress as possible." He hurried off to get some more papers.

"Once a week? But I love you too much." Harry said with faked disappointment.

"You always make me laugh. That’s what I love about you. And so much more." She smiled at him, with all of the love she felt. She had been thinking over the past few days, how she had come so far. Harry had caught parts of her thoughts, but she wouldn’t let him know her secret. It wasn’t something he needed to know yet….

Three days later…~~

Harry and Hermione had been talking. Harry told her of his plans, and of the baby. Hermione, through her distraught over the fact that her best friend was going to be a father, was overjoyed. Harry hadn't stopped grinning for the past three days. Crystal was fine, and their baby was also. But Harry also told her of the different glimpses he had read from Crystal. About her past. Some of it scared him. These had been dark things, he could tell, but she wouldn’t talk to him. He had tried to ask her, but nothing ever came of it.

He had been thinking lately himself. Why did he suddenly love her so much. Sure, when she got there, he thought she was beautiful, but now, sitting at a table with Ron, Hermione, Crystal and himself all talking joyfully, he couldn’t understand it. Their love had grown, so much, but he didn’t know anything about her past. If anyone asked, he rattle off all of her favorites. Jazz or rock music, she couldn’t decide, cookie dough ice cream, and she would pick out all of the cookie dough pieces and save them with the malted ice cream for the end, Color, blue, season, she liked them all, but she liked the rain or snow the most. Her favorite quality about herself, her long black hair that nearly reached mid back. But he didn’t know her parents names, what city she had lived in, her favorite vacation spot. Nothing. And it worried him. What if she was hiding something..


She looked over at him, holding a finger to Ron who was going on about his chocolate frog card collection. She picked up his confusion.

'Yeah? You ok?'

'I'm fine I don’t want them to hear this, can we talk, alone?'

Hermione glanced up, she had looked down as Harry spoke, thinking. Now she simply said, "Ron their doing it again."

"Ugh, cant you two speak like normal people?" He said through gritted teeth, then realizing what he had said, he laughed.

"Crystal and I are going for a, umm… run. We'll be back later." Harry said, his eyes almost distant.

They both walked about twenty feet away before changing to wolves, but glancing first to be sure no one was looking except the two pair of questioning eyes following them. They knew it wasn’t right to leave their friends hanging, but it was important. They took off to the forbidden forest, not planning on going in too far, just enough to get some privacy.

The forest was dense as ever, and quiet. Harry looked at Crystal, and he took her hand, kissed her gently, and walked in a few more steps. He looked at her. He wanted to know.

"Crystal, I love you, with all of my heart, but I need to know who you are, who it is in those past thoughts. You are hiding something, and I need to know what it is, especially if we are going to have a baby together." With that he instantly pulled his hand up to her stomach, and gently pulled her closer, she rested her head on his chest, facing deeper into the forest. The tears rolled down her face, and he looked at her, this hurt her so much, but what could she be hiding.

Instead of speaking, she sat down on the ground. 'Sit with me.'

He did just that, she touched his neck, and looked into his eyes, "This is going to be hard, with your past, but it will help."

Before he knew it everything went black. He woke up to a scene in front of him. He was in Crystals past. Voldemort was there, but for the first time his scar didn’t hurt. He was free of that pain for a moment. Voldemort was talking to someone. Short, and covered by a black cloak, with silky starry layers over it. The woman, he guessed by the figure, was the only one standing. The others were kneeling so he couldn’t see their faces. The woman lifted off her cloak's hood to reveal her face to the dark lord.

It was Crystal, and she wasn’t fighting. Why?

"Celeste, have you brought me what I need?"

"Yes, my Lord, all you need to know. Harry is alive and well, and as for his friends, they are working hard as always to help."

Harry shook himself out of this to find Crystal crying into his shoulder.

"You were after me. Why? And What happened?"

She sat up, amazed he didn’t run at the thought of her betraying him.

"You don’t hate me?"

"Of course not, I love you. Most people I know are after me. Besides, if you wanted me killed or information, you would have gotten it already, then just left. And you're still here aren't you?"

She smiled at him.

'I knew you'd understand. I was sent here, but I betrayed him. I told him soon after that I was done, I wanted to live my life as a witch, and an elemental, and he would never lay his finger on you if I had anything to do with it. You see, Harry, the reason I fell in love with you so fast is that I fell in love with you when I was watching you. I have many more dark secrets from my past, please don’t make me go through them now. I will tell you in time. Trust me, I love you. I wont lose you.' She kissed him passionately. They fell into the ever so familiar rhythm of loving one another.

It hadn't been long, and already he found himself pulling her up and racing back as wolves to the castle. By now, everyone thought the wolves were Dumbledore's pets. Crystal raced on to the Room, but Harry stayed behind for just a moment, and gave Hermione all she needed to understand. He nudged her leg, and she smiled at him.

"Go on, well talk later. Spend time with her."

Hr howled softy, then ran through the building to the woman he loved so much.

Two weeks later~~~~~~~~
Harry had promised Hermione that they would discuss what had been discovered about Crystal.

And they did.

"You don’t think its suspicious?"

"Now, why would I, she said she quit working with him. I could see she was telling the truth, feel it, even. I love her and trust her. If she's not telling the truth, she'll tell me. Its how she is, cant handle not telling the truth."

A/N: I know you cant apparate in or out of the school, but lets just say that students can apparate inside the building. He sets itup so they can LEAVE from teh Room. Just to clarify. any questions, message or review, and Ill answer

Chapter 7: A New Arrival
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Harry and Hermione walked in to the store. He knew this was what he wanted to do. Hermione helped him pick it out, and he put it away for safe keeping.

~~~~~Later that week~~~~~

Crystal, being nearly eight months pregnant now, by elemental standards, four by the norm, was very stressed. She and Harry had talked with Dumbledore about the birth and living arrangements. They had agreed it for the best if they finish schooling, so they arranged for the couple and their newborn to stay with the schedule the doctor had set up. Doing class work and such in their rooms. That was how they would have to finish the school year. They were also to be living, together, in the Room they stayed in every Friday. It seemed things were simply falling into place.

She was beginning to show, and people were asking questions, even though they all knew what had happened. Harry Potter had gone and made himself a father.

Harry worked diligently on what to say. He had gone over it in his mind many, many times. Yet, he was still afraid. But that’s normal, Hermione had said. He had to do it tonight, it was only right. Tonight was their eight month anniversary. He never thought he'd be doing this at only five months, or having sex with a girl on the third day they know each other, it was all so surreal. But never was there a doubt in his mind that he loved her, unconditionally.

~~~~~Later that night~~~~~

Harry was waiting as a wolf on the front steps. Crystal walked out slowly, she was also a wolf, so he didn’t get to see the look she and Hermione had been planning all night, but he did see the bulge in her stomach. He walked off toward the small tree on the other side of the lake. She was at his side soon. They both changed at the table he had set up earlier that day. He was in nice clothes, she was wearing a beautiful gown, and she was glowing. She looked so beautiful.

The night was perfect, moon and stars shining bright, not a cloud in the sky, the lake was calm, the forest silent, perfect sixty degrees.

They talked for a while. Eating the dinner of wonderful chicken parmesan one of the elves had made. Soon, Harry realized it was time.

"Crystal, I love you." He said suddenly, looking up from his plate.

"I want us to be together forever. It may take time to work things out, and figure out who we are, but I know we are meant for one another." He knelt beside her on one knee, she smiled down at him.

'I know what you're doing…'

"Crystal, will you marry me?" he held the ring to her finger, and before he could slide it on, she leaned down and kissed him romantically, thinking yes and smiling into the kiss.

"Yes, of course I will marry you, Harry."

He stood and kissed her once more on the lips, then down her neck. She let herself fall into his embrace and knew this was right, she never doubted she had made the right choice telling Voldemort to fuck off.

Without realizing it, he heard what she had thought, and stopped abruptly.

All he said was thank you.

He waved his wand at the table and it disappeared. He held her hand, kissing it all the way to their room. There, he walked into the bathroom. He came back out with a rose, a white one.

"For hope." He put an enchantment on the rose to keep it alive forever.

"You want to know what I love about you, Crystal? I love your eyes, and the love in them, your strength, your life, the way we fit together, mentally and physically. When I hold you, I love how you just fit in my arms."

He pushed back the stray black hair that had fallen in her beautiful face.

"…And I always will. No matter what." He put his hand behind her head and kissed her again. She lifted her hand and put it on his arm, wrapping the other behind his back, putting it under his shirt. Simply to be closer to him.

He began to unzip the back of the dress she had taken so long to put on. It was off in three minutes. It revealed her so pregnant stomach, and she was beautiful with it. Having a child agreed with her. They went over and lay on the bed together, but they didn’t go any farther that night. They just wanted to be close again. With the baby, they hadn't been able to just be together. And this was a time for them to sit and sleep in each others arms. It was a completely innocent night, both dwelling in the happiness of their engagement.

Crystal awoke in the middle of the night, she was sweating. The bed was wet.


He jumped up, saw her frantic, and threw a pair of her clothes on the bed to help her get dressed, then he did the same. He also wrote one word on a piece of parchment.

"Take this to Dumbledore, Element" Off flew the bird through the door, which opened for it with a wave of Harry's wand

"Hedwig, grab some parchment." She did, and dropped it into the bag he was packing. He also grabbed the quill and they began walking to the closet. Dumbledore knew this was coming, so he had set it up so they could apparate to and from there. Harry went first and came back to get her. They were given a room in St. Mungo's…

Meanwhile, a phoenix tapped on Dumbledore's window. He hurriedly opened it, and read the note attached.


That was all it said, baby. Then it clicked. The headmaster wanded on some new clothing, and went to get Hermione and Ron.

Chapter 8: The Naming Game
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Chapter name- The Naming Game.

A/N: Special thanks to my beta, teenage_firestarter, she's great.

Crystal was thankful Harry was at her side. Being an Elemental meant no drugs. They would affect her powers, so she was in pain. Hermione and Ron had come in earlier to see her, but she had contractions too close together to speak.

She grabbed Harry's hand, squeezing it, hard. Their scars connected again, and the lights flickered as the connection was reborn.

"The baby is crowning. Shouldn’t be much longer now." Too bad it had already been nearly fifteen hours..

Within minutes, Crystal screamed. Then the baby did.

"A Girl. Time of birth: 4:37 p.m."

Crystal held the baby as the little girl screamed. Then she felt something else. Another contraction. She handed the baby back to the doctors as they rushed around cleaning off the newborn, not noticing her pain.

"Uh, people?" Harry questioned. Three heads turned, as did Harry, showing them what he meant, then they got back into place.

The baby girl in the corner was screaming, but there was something else coming. Soon, she was crowning again, and the crying baby boy was out and squirming.

"Twins?" she said, then she fell into a daze. She was exhausted.

"A boy, time of birth: 5:12 p.m."

Harry watched as his son and daughter were carried off to little cribs, one pink and one blue.

"You did it." He said with a grin. He kissed her gently.

"We did it. I wouldn’t have made it without you. Will you go tell them?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, its ok, I'm going to take a nap for a few minutes, then I have to feed them."

"Ok, I love you." He smiled and kissed her again, and walked out, stopping to look at his twins before leaving.

As he walked into the bright light of the waiting room, he found Dumbledore had left, but Ron and Hermione had stayed all day. Hermione was asleep on the little couch they had, and Ron was reading a magazine next to her.


They both snapped their heads up, Hermione had clearly just been dozing.


"A boy-"

"That’s great, Harry." Hermione said sleepily.

"And a girl."

"That’s so amazing Harry. Twins? Wow, I didn’t think. . . Wow, that’s great. What about names?" She responded quietly.

"We haven't thought of any yet, but I guess we will when we get in there. I am going to go back in, you can come in in about half an hour if you want. She's got to feed them."

"Yeah, prolly not a good idea for us to see that, huh. See you soon Harry." Ron stated, with a look of awe in his face. His best friend was a father; of two.

Harry walked back in to the room, to see Crystal trying to untie the hospital gown, but wincing in pain form moving.

"Here, Let me help.."

He walked over to her and untied it, gently slipping down her shoulder to reveal her bra, the nursing one the hospital provided. He helped her undo the latch and handed her the baby boy first.

"They were all excited, I told them they could come in in half an hour. They wanted to know about names."

"I haven't even though of that." She said as the newborn latched on. She had a knack for parenting. Maternal instincts had already kicked in.

'She looks so beautiful.' Harry thought.

"We should name the boy first, since he was just that, first."

"Can we name him after Sirius, just his middle name..?"

"Of course, Harry. And what about Frog, his real name was Alexander."

"Yeah, I like that, Alexander Sirius Potter. It fits."

The boy was full already, so she began to try to get up to put him back in the blue crib, but Harry was instantly at her side to take him.

"Now, about the girl. What should we name her?"

"Lily Kate Potter. I think it only right that your mothers name is in there Harry, is that ok?"

"Yeah, that’s ok, I love it. Thank you."

"Its not a problem, I thought you'd like it. And it fits her. Lily. Oop, she's done." And she giggled, but winced, then giggled again. She did this a few times before stating..

"Well, shit, if I cant laugh, how am I supposed to get my ass out of here?"

"Wow, never heard that before…"

"Heh, sorry, Just a little stressed."

"No, its not that I don’t like it, I mean come on, I told Hermione to fuck off when she caught us together, but when they get a little older, we have to watch it, they will pick up everything we say.

There was a knock at the door. Hermione and Ron had heard everything he had said. Everything.

Ron was blushing fiercely, and Hermione was trying to forget the image that had just popped into her head once again.

Harry was standing with his back to the door, his head turned to see them.

"Oh, shit."

They all laughed, and of course, Crystal winced, but the pain was getting better. She looked down and realized Harry's hand was on her stomach, and it was kind of glowing.

'You discovered a new power. Cool, I like it.'

'Good, its helping, isn't it?

She giggled. 'Yeah, it is.'

'I found it when I stubbed my toe the other day, it was bleeding, and I put my hand over it and it stopped, pretty cool huh?'

"Would you two stop it already?" Ron said from the side of the girls crib. "What did you name them?"

"Alexander Sirius and Lily Kate Potter."

"I like them. They are adorable." Hermione cooed.

Harry walked over to Hermione's side.

"You did good Harry. And to think, you are getting married in two months. That’s great, Harry. I'm so happy for you two. But, can we talk?"

"Umm, yeah," He turned to Crystal. "…we'll be right back, ok?"


Harry followed Hermione out the door and down to the snack room at the end of the hall.

"What is it Hermione?"

"Harry, you are a father. What are you going to do? You have money, but where will you live? And finals are in three days."

"Dumbledore says we can stay until we find a place. To let you know, I found a place out on a cove. And it’s a new little set, three houses. That way you and Ron can come live hear us. The houses are nearly three miles apart, all along this little private inlet. Only those three houses. Its really nice, 'Mione. You and Ron should think about it. Talk to him, he's afraid he's losing you. Don’t let him think that right now. I know you love him, don’t let him feel like he's not your heart anymore."

He didn’t know, but he was right, Ron wasn’t in her heart anymore…

Chapter 9: Dark Secrets
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A/N: Special thanks to my beta, teenage_firestarter, she's great. Just to let everyone know… I am updating as fast as possible. I am putting up chapters on BOTH of my stories, so bear with me. I am working with a fractured wrist, so I am wearing a brace. Grr. But yes, I am updating as fast as possible. One chapter gets put up, so I go straight to the site and add another one. I have dedicated readers and I thank them for that. I love to hear feedback, so please, leave a review. J

The song I am listening to is helping me write this chapter. I have written the last three all today. So this is my inspiration for the new chapter. "Beyond the Sun" Shinedown. It is an amazing song. Check it out. And now the story…

A month had passed, and the couple soon settled into a rhythm with Alex and Lily, but Harry was still troubled with Crystal's past. He knew nothing of it.


"Yeah?" She was nursing Alex.

"I need-, I need to know about your past."

She looked up at him. From the chair she was in, the freshly risen sun hit her face and made it glow.

Alex was finished, so she put him down for a while.

"Get Hermione to watch them for a while. It wont take long, Ill just show you." She said it, and all the sorrow he saw in her eyes when he first met her came rushing back. She began to walk past him, but he stopped her.

"I love you Crystal, and I don’t want you to think I'm pressuring you. Only do it if you're ready."

She kissed him lightly. "I am ready." She smiled at him with sorrow gracing her lips and walked on to get dressed. He watched her walk. It was always like a dance with her, her hips swayed, her hair swung about her shoulders, and her feet, she was so light on her feet that it was like she was floating. He took himself away from her, and walked out of the room.

Harry went and got Hermione, then met Crystal down at the lake on the balmy afternoon. She was sitting just on the edge, her feet in the water.

"Harry. What I am going to tell you is troubling, but I have to start off at the beginning. I told you how you made me feel that night after you proposed, and I haven't felt it since I was young. Five or six maybe. When I was young, we had horses. Lots of horses. My favorite was one named Angel. She was grey. Black stockings and outlines, black mane and tail. Most beautiful creature I have ever seen. And the most loving. I loved her more than you could know Harry. She was my only confidant. My mother, I loved her, but I couldn’t talk to her. She was one of those people, who when she talks, always puts her opinion in and makes a person feel like shit. And my father. He was always working. My brothers and sister were already gone.

"We bred Angel, and the stud was all black with a red at the end of his tail. Demon we called him. They made a wonderful filly, and a nice young colt. But I watched as Voldemort killed all of my family. I was never really part of the family. I was the middle child, always looked over. My sister and brother got the attention.

"I fled to the barn, those horses were the family I didn’t have at home. They always were there. Demon killed a Death Eater on his own, with a ferocity I had never seen in him before. Death Eaters made me watch them kill the foals. But Voldemort and sick ways tied Angel up and held my hand in his and made me kill her. He made ME kill her Harry." Tears were now streaming down her face, she had her heard resting on his chest, they were wrapped together. He stroked her hair comfortingly.

"Voldemort took me as his little slave. I was under a curse until I was sixteen. Then he just controlled me with a flick of his wand, and I would do anything. He haunted me with images of my family and all of the horses I held so dear. Basically my life was what haunted me. I never really knew anyone until about two years ago. And that was all through memories. The way I see the thestrals is I watched my brother die by the hand of Voldemort over and over again. It was so painful, Harry. And I don’t even remember what got me out of there."

"Crystal, stop, you're hurting too much, I wanted to know, but that’s all. I can figure out the rest, come here." He put a hand under her chin, and pulled her tear-stained face toward him.

"I love you with all my heart, and one day, you'll know its true. One day soon. And maybe, just maybe, you can start to let the pain go."

He kissed her lovingly and lay back, but instead of laying beside him, she fell on top, kissing him again, and smiling.

Between kisses she said "I- already know- that you love- me with- all- of your -heart. And we always will feel that way. About each other."

With that she rolled off of him, and taking advantage of the fact that the had his hand behind his head, she lay her head on his shoulder, and he wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead.

"We better get back." He got up and helped her up, kissing her again, but with more passion. It had been a month since they had been together, and they both knew it.

They walked back to the Room, and told Hermione thanks. Harry winked as she went out, and she knew what had happened. He knew more now. And he would soon share with her.

Crystal put a silencing spell on the kids as Harry grabbed her and kissed her again. She was leaning against the bed, and she fell back, and once again, they connected. And as the days grew long, he came to know more about her… yet, there were still secrets…

A/N" Bear with me, this chapter was revealing. And I know some of you don’t think a person can get that close to an animal, but they can, and she did. We will find out more later.

Chapter 10: What I've Done
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Chapter Name- What I've Done

A/N: Special thanks to my beta, teenage_firestarter, she's great. Another song title to display, it helped me write the part later, you'll see what I mean. its "What I've Done" Linkin Park, Album: Minutes to Midnight. Amazing song and band. Now, on to the story.

As the wedding drew ever nearer, Hermione and Crystal disappeared more and more often, more than likely, planning the night before. Harry and Ron were to simply go out and talk at a local bar, but he knew they were up to something. The wedding was all planned out, but the parties before hand were yet to be so. Either way, Harry was closer than ever with Crystal. They basically knew each other's every move as the connection grew. They could converse fluently through thoughts, even when they weren't near each other.

'Two more weeks.' Was suddenly shoved into his thoughts, violently shoving his own thoughts out.

'Yeah, I know, I can wait. I love you so much, this is so right.'

'Always and forever. I love you, but I have to go, Hermione is yelling at me for doing this. See you soon.'


Harry smiled to himself. He looked down at the sleeping children, now close to two weeks old. Crystal hated leaving them alone, but trusted his judgment with them, after all, they were his kids too.

But things had been changing with them. He knew as they slept, they were tormented by dreams. They would try to roll over, and scream. They would wake up in the night crying for no reason. Not hungry or needing changed. It was beginning to worry him, and Crystal too.

He heard a noise and turned.

"You. What the hell do you want?" He slowly and quietly reached for his wand, careful not to think of anything.


Crystal had just said bye to the man of her dreams. They fit so well together in every way. The kids were beautiful as ever, and she was exhausted, what with 2 am feedings, and Harry not keeping his hands off her, but she was happy. Happier than even when she was young. There were so many moments she wanted to treasure forever, she only wished she could keep them all in a photo album.

But there was something troubling her son and daughter. At night they would be troubled by hellish nightmares, even if they couldn’t understand why.

She and Hermione were still shopping. She had yet to buy her dress, and the clothing for the wedding night

Crystal stopped mid stride.

"What's wro-" But Crystal stopped her, she put up her hand.

"Shh, I'm listening."

"Oh no, not this ag-"

"Shh! Something's wrong."

She closed her eyes and could almost see what was going on.

"What the hell do you want?" Came form Harry.

"You know well what I want. And now, no one is here to save you. Or them."

"Fuck!" And with that along with a rather loud pop, Crystal was gone.

~~~Back to Harry~~~

Harry backed up to stand by the cribs, wand poised.

"Where are your precious Death Eaters Voldemort?"

"They cant seem to get it right that I want you dead, not have you killing them off."

Crystal appeared with a pop, then soon after, Hermione, who disappeared with the babies, and the man, if you could call him that, luckily didn’t see that. Harry and Crystal went along with the image that they were still asleep in the cribs, at least it would buy a little time. Harry was shooting spells, and silent or not, Voldemort was dodging them. After three spells hit the wall, Crystal spoke..

"Fuck this!" And with that, her eyes turned a deep black, the unicorn peeking through her halter top sprang to life. It jumped off her back and blew to full size, only, it wasn’t white, like normal. It was exactly how she had described Demon, black as night and strong, with the little red flare at the end of his tail.

The ring of jewels on her back had begun to spin, and she was getting pissed.

Demon was kicking and bucking, and soon charged straight at Voldemort with all the fury in the world.

Voldemort apparently couldn’t see the creature and he stabbed into his side, where blood came rushing out, if you could call it blood. It was almost clear, with a pale red tint to it.

Demon turned around and stood at her side, but she wasn’t standing any more, she was kind of floating.

She held her hands in front of her and formed a large fireball in them.

"Get out of my house, or I swear on my life I will kill you. Don’t test me." There was a warning, a ferocity, almost, that Harry had never seen in her.

Harry began silent spells, Crystal was throwing fireballs one after the other, and soon, he began to fall.

"Once again, Potter, love has saved you, but soon, you will have no one left to love you."

And with that, Voldemort apparated out, before we was simply a pile of snakeskin.

Crystal landed back on the ground, and demon nudged her before shrinking and going back to his place.

She fell to a heap on the ground, and Harry ran to her side. They both heard in the background Hermione popping back in and putting the kids back in the cribs. Then popping back out.

"That was amazing. Are you alright?"

"I'm a little weak, but I'll be fine, we heal quickly."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I am. That was unreal for me. I have never used my powers like that before. Yeah, a little fireball to bounce around every once in a while, but that was amazing for me. The Elements inside me just took over.

Her eyes turned black again. Her head was down, and her legs beside her, one hand steadying herself. Harry only saw her eyes through the spot where her long, jet black hair hadn't fallen in front of her face. She put up her hand and water fell on the spots where fire had burned. Then she blew air over it to dry the water.

All without even looking.

Her eyes went back to the emerald green. They had changed, as she got happier, they became lighter shades of green.

Harry got up and took her hand, and helped her to stand in front of him. He had one hand on her cheek lovingly, his thumb next to a scratch where Voldemort had thrown a spell at her. Stupid him, that only brought out more fury.

Harry understood in that moment how his mothers love had saved him. It was so fierce that nothing could test it. He was also beginning to understand that not all mothers had it. Some could leave their babies in dumpsters and not care, but the few who had it were women like his mother, and Crystal. He put his other hand on her cheek, and turned her head upward. He kiss her protectively, and held her for a moment before they went to see their children.

Still asleep, and for the first time in a week, they were sleeping peacefully.

Chapter 11: A Prophecy
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Chapter Name- A Prophecy

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Harry and Crystal would spent the night making repairs to the Room, but first Harry had to speak with Dumbledore, and he had to get Element back.

"I'm going to go speak with Dumbledore, Ill be back soon. Call me if he comes back"

"I will." And with a quick peck on her cheek and a comforting hand on her back, he left.

She lay down and began thinking about what had just happened… letting herself drift off into the dreamlands of sleep..

Harry walked toward Dumbledore's office and knocked quietly.

"Come in."


"Sit down, Harry. What can I help you with?"

Harry did as he was told and sat in the chair across from the headmaster. Element flew from the cage he was in and landed on Harry's lap. Harry put a soothing hand on the birds wings, and it closed its eyes, just sitting there with his rescuer.

"Professor, there was a, er, disturbance tonight."


"Yes, sir, Voldemort came to the room. We don’t know how he got there, were thinking it may have been something he hid on one of us that he used to transport himself in with. But he attacked us. He wanted, well, he wanted the kids." His face blushed slightly as he said 'the kids'. He knew it wasn’t exactly the best thing to have twins at his age. But he would soon be out of here as within a week they would be leaving with the rest of the students to go to the new house. There were boxes scattered through the Room.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, Crystal used her elemental powers. She was amazing," He said it with a smile, but then his smile faded. "But I don’t know why he would want our children." He said, blushing ever so slightly again.

He was proud to be a father, but talking to his headmaster was something entirely different. He wasn’t entirely sure that Dumbledore saw him as a man yet. He thought he still saw him as the boy who fought his way through his schooling, the boy who lived. Not the man.

"He might have wanted to finish what he couldn’t have all those years ago. Seeing as the boy who lived has children of his own, he could stop the line."

"I understood tonight why that love was so strong, a mothers love. But I love them the same. I would give my life for them." Harry was now slightly lost in his thoughts.

"Killing two birds with one stone." Dumbledore spoke softly.

"What?" He was pulled, but not all the way out of the puzzle in front of his mind.

"Voldemort wants to end the blood line, and he knows you love them enough to give your life for them, so he wants to take out both of you at once. Killing your children would also take you out, so why not? It would fulfill all of is plans, Harry."

This snapped Harry's mined back to the present, away from the ever growing puzzle in his mind. All these changes were impairing his thoughts, his focus on his missions.

"He… he, wants them.. He wants them d-dead? No, he cant take them away from me!" Harry was standing now, he was furious with that snake- that thing. He couldn’t take away his children, he just couldn’t.

"I wont let him!" With that, Harry stormed out, fists clenched.

"I'm sorry, Professor, but I need to talk to Crystal, Ill be back in the morning."

At the foot of the steps, he broke into a jog, and by the time he reached the next set of steps, he was at a run.



'You heard it didn’t you?'


Harry put all of his strength into his feet, and took off, faster than he had run before. He wanted to be back to her.

He reached the Room, which they had put a spell on so they could get into it without all that three times nonsense.

He spoke the password.

The door opened, and Harry paused briefly at it before sprinting to her and holding her ever so tightly.

"I'll never let you go. Never. I love you too much. And he wont ever lay a finger on those kids." Tears were simply a torrent down his face, they mixed with hers against his cheek.

He kissed her forehead, and hand in hand, connecting the scars yet again, they walked to their children. Alex was stirring, but he needed to be fed. Lily lay still, sleeping peacefully.

Hermione popped in unexpectedly.

"Is everyone ok?"

"Yeah, were ok." Crystal said as she pulled her into a hug. "Thank you. It might have saved their lives."

"No, YOU saved their lives. I just moved them. You two didn’t know it, but I popped back in to see it, and help if you needed it, but you seemed to have it under control after screaming that, umm. Thing." She laughed slightly, causing Crystal to laugh. They released form their friendly embrace.

"Yeah, I think it may have stunned him a little. Screaming fuck this at him may have put him off a little. I may have worked with him, but I never told him I was an Elemental. I think it scared him. There's only five of us every hundred years. He's never even been near one."

"Hey, Hermione?"

"Yeah, Harry?"

"Can you help us pack? We need to be out of here soon, and look around, there's still a lot to do. And I need your help at the new house… Actually, can we talk alone?"

"Yeah, we can. Are you ok, Crystal?"

"Yeah, Ill be ok. You two go. It's ok."

Harry walked over to her, pulling her hand up into his, turning his back to Hermione.

"Ill give you two a minute." She said as she apparated to the new house.

Harry pulled her closer, and she slowly reached her hand up to his head to push through his hair. He leaned in to rest his forehead on hers.

"I'm sorry, Crystal. I didn’t mean for you to be all tangled in this. But I knew you would. I love you. Please forgive me?"

She raised a finger to his lips. "Don't, you didn’t do anything wrong. I knew what trouble I was in, and together we are in twice as much, but if we break apart, we are weaker. Together, we can defeat him. Kill him. Gone. Forever." She pulled his head down to hers and kissed him lightly.

"Nevermore." He said as he picked her up ad hugged her again. He kissed her for a few more minutes before she unwrapped her legs from behind his.

"I need to go. If you need me, call me. Ill be here before you finish your sentence. I love you. See you soon." He began to walk away, holding her hand as long as possible, and as soon as they left each others hand, the sparks they hadn't noticed before died down, and he apparated mid-step.

'I love you, too Harry. With all of my heart.'

Suddenly, without realizing it, they had sealed their future. that’s all it took. Giving one to someone with all of their heart would seal the prophecy…

A/N: DUN DUN DUN!!! Lol, you'll have to wait for the next chapter… and im not the happiest with this chapter.. but oh well. I cant change it now that its up, I would have to change a lot.

Chapter 12: The Wedding... Horses?
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The pact is sealed,
They are one forever,
They will be healed,
And left alone, never.

They will defeat him,
A safety is united,
No luck needed for them,
His reign has ended

The prophecy rang through their ears as the sparks flew on their hands. They were separate when it happened, but they could soon see as the other did like it was their own sight..


Harry led Hermione down the little drive to the house, where you could clearly see the pasture. Harry whistled and instead of walking into the house, he walked around to a barn Hermione couldn’t have seen form the road.

"This is what I got her as a wedding gift." He whistled again, and out came running five horses. They stood in front of him.

"Can you hand me that grain?"

"Yeah, here."

He began to feed them.

"I thought she would like it because of Angel and Demon. I got two identical to the descriptions she gave me. The grey down there, that’s Angel, then the black next to her is Demon, then next to him, the little black and brown filly, that’s Feather, and next to her, the black one, with the blaze, that’s Arian, and then the one making me proud, that’s this one," He pointed to a black horse with some very odd markings, it was black, with white trimming the edges of everything, "this is Fallen."

"She's going to love them."

"We had better get back, I am going to start moving today, so yeah, better get back there and pack it all up, but can you keep her there so she doesn’t see? Plus, I am going to hurry, I want to be out of ther by Saturday."

"Yeah, sure. I keep quiet."

They apparated back to find Crystal asleep on the bed, and the twins both in the cribs that had been shoved against said bed.

Harry began stacking boxes, then put a shrinking spell, continuing his actions until his pockets were full, moving everything back and forth with random pops in and out. Soon all but the necessities were moved, and he told Hermione thank you before lying next to Crystals sleeping form. They faced each other in the bed. He pushed back her hair, his hand resting on his cheek, and there he fell inot a peaceful slumber once again.

Hermione smiled at the sight and kissed the twins on the heads before popping out.

Harry and Crystal moved into the house the next day and got all settled in. Harry put a hiding spell on anything to do with horses, and tried to act casual.

They moved the wedding up to Sunday. The weather was beautiful. Hermione and Ron walked out as best man and maid of honor, arm in arm. He was in a handsome tux, while Hermione was wearing a deep lavender strapless gown that trailed the ground. It had a stream of the purple fabric coming down from the back. They stood in their place, and since they knew not that many more for their small ceremony, there were no groomsmen or Bridesmaids. The entire Weasley group, minus Percy, of course, cluttered the first row. The staff that loved Harry and Crystal were next, then it continued on from there. Harry stood up front already. The wedding was taking place outside, at the house, along the beach.

Crystal walked out, she was stunning. Her gown was a long white halter-like piece. It had a long after part, and it followed her like water. Her long black hair was pulled back into a half ponytail, leaving a few lose strands to fall forward. She had curled her usually pin straight hair.

The ceremony went beautifully, when the ring time came, Hermione and Ron walked back and carried Alex and Lily who were both holding pillows with rings tied to them. Crystal lifted her silken gloved-hands to untie the one for Harry, and Harry took hers off too.

The ceremony progressed, and then the final words were said.

"I pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride." The minister said with a smile, watching as Harry and Crystal moved close and embraced lovingly, both smiling into the kiss.

They broke apart and ran down the isle, hand in hand, grinning from ear to ear. The happiest day of their lives.

Harry stopped her for the moment everyone knew about and was waiting for.

"Wait, I have something for you. Close your eyes."

She did, and he unveiled the horses, and whistled. Crystals hand began to tremble.

"Open you eyes. Meet Arian, Feather, Angel, Demon, and, my pride, Fallen." He said pointing to each one in succession.

Crystal did nothing, not even breathe for a moment, then let the tears fall.

"Harry their beautiful. Thank you. So much. Its the best thing I have ever gotten. The best things."

"I love you. I want you to relive the happiness you once had, and they can help." Angel whinnied at her.

She kissed him on the cheek before yelling,

"Come on, everyone, lets party. Times like this are not to be lost." She ran into the house and changed quickly into the party clothes she had out. Everyone celebrated that night, partying and smiling, laughing, and enjoying each others company. Around two in the morning, the last guest walked out and left Harry and Crystal to enjoy their wedding night. They were closer than ever that night as the prophecy unveiled itself to them. They set up privacy spells, and conjured blankets to sit on. They danced in the moonlight and fell asleep in each others arms after wasting the night away expressing their love. As moonlight fell upon their bare skin, they sealed their fate forevermore.

A/N: Once again, not too happy with this chapter... but yeah.. and I am hoping that I can get some readers back. my numbers have faded dramatically, and I havent had more than five reveiws on this stiry at a time since the fifth chapter. So please, let me know what you think, I am happy, releived even to get reveiws.
Thanks, -Flame

Chapter 13: Death and Fear...
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Chapter Name- Death and Fear..

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Days went past as Harry and Crystal fell more in love and the children were soon six months old. Alex has said 'mama', and Lily is still working on 'dada'. They are crawling everywhere and everyone's lives seem perfect in every aspect.

"We need a plan." Crystal decided one day that now was the time to worry.

"A plan? For what?"

"For Voldemort. He will come back, and probably with backup, so we need to be prepared. With Ron and Hermione living next door, all we have to do is call them, or apparate there and get them, but the children. They cant do anything to get out. They can apparate, but usually and up on the other one. So how do we protect them. We need a room to put them in. someplace no one can get in without a password, protected from magic. We will need Dumbledore."

"Yeah, I agree. We need that, but it needs to be hidden too. With them out of the way, we can fight him by ourselves, or with Ron and Hermione. Together. I will go talk to him. I think Ill fly, my broom is still in good shape, so I think I will do that. If you needs me, call, ok?"

"Yeah, I will."

He kissed her forehead and mounted the broom.

"Ill be back soon." And off he flew through the giant bay window int eh living room. Good thing it was open.

He landed inside Hogwarts in the main hall. From there he walked to the headmasters office through the usually full, but now empty and desolate hallways. He entered the stairs up to the door and knocked gently on it.

"Come in."

Harry glanced around and watched Dumbledore for a moment while he wrote on a piece of rather old looking parchment.

"A letter for Professor McGonagall. Have a seat, Harry, what's troubling you?"

"Professor, we need your help. Our magic isn't yet developed yet, and we need a sort of safe house for the children. In case Voldemort attacks. Can you help us?"

"Yes, Harry, we can help you."

"Thank you. We need it to be a safe house for them. No apparating, no magic, and so it cant be plotted. Can you do that?" Harry asked quietly.

"Yes, we can do that. Just let me know where the room is and I will take care of it."

"Ok, its at our house, when you come we will show you where. Thank you sir."

"Its ok Harry, I understand. Ill see you soon."

"Bye, Professor."

Harry walked through the statue. He was glad Dumbledore always believed him and trusted him. Even if he still saw Harry as a child, he would always trust him.

As Harry came to a halt in the house, and he saw the letter Dumbledore had sent him last year about the horcruxes. It was in the box marked 'Harry, personal information.' Harry had told Crystal he would unpack this box. She must have forgotten. He didn’t want it unpacked. With the arrival of the twins, ha didn’t want to worry about the horcruxes. He had a general gist of what the last one was, but he wasn’t going to think about it. Too depressing.

He neatly folded the letter up and placed it back in the envelope. Then back in the box, which he then magically sealed.

"Levicorpus" The box lifted and he moved it down to the bottom of his closet.

He wanted to forget the last two horcruxes. Harry had been sneaking off to find the previous one, and destroyed it right before the twins came.


No answer. Harry picked up his walking speed calling again.

Still no answer. He reached the master bath. Crystal lay there holding a still, unmoving Alex.

He dropped to his knees as he realized what had happened.

"No." He muttered it rather than screaming. He couldn’t even muster the strength to hug her. His hands fell from his eyes, which were tear stained and red.

She couldn’t even bring herself to speak.

'He left this. I was going to take a shower, so I brought the cribs in there with me. He killed Alex as a warning. Through the fucking keyhole. He didn’t even have the bravery to open the damn door.'

Harry took the note that was left by the door.


This is my one and only warning. I admit I am fearful of the Elemental, but I have the strength to defeat her. I will break her down and ruin you, Harry, as I am sure you are reading this at some point. The connection will be what kills you.

Signed in blood..


Crystals body was shaking with her silent sobs. Harry reached over and took Alex from her. He stood and silently strode to the bed and lay him there. He walked back to Crystal and dropped back to his knees. He wrapped his arms around her and they stayed there until late at night. He rose her face and put his forehead to hers.

"We need to report this to the hospital, and to Dumbledore."

"Okay." It was all she could muster before collapsing back into her tears.

They did the needed things. All with as little movement and speech as possible. They were weak. Tired, and momentarily lost. They still had things to take care of, and many duties with Lily. Crystal was handling her loss because she had too. Harry was because he wanted to be there for her.

~~~Three days later~~~

"Yeah, Hermione. I'm telling the truth." He spoke with such a sadness that Hermione had to hold back the tears that threatened to spill over.

"Ill be there before you can hang up that damn phone."

And she was. She comforted Crystal in a way Harry couldn’t. In a way they shared a bond. The bond of femininity. They were helping each other without even speaking.

He knew they would make it through, but since she was so distraught, Harry had to make the plans for the funeral.

All the while, though, as Harry called different places, he couldn't help but wonder, how was Voldemort scared? He wasn’t even scared of the one boy who lived, the one strong enough to kill him, yet he was afraid of an Elemental? How was that possible? He would have to let it go until he could get the funeral over with, then he would start going over old battles sites looking for another horcrux. Seeing Alex dead was enough to push Harry over the edge. This was the end. Now, they would train until they found him, and the horcruxes, which would put an end to it all.

Harry knew where one of them was just from speaking to Crystal about her past. He had to go there, to her home. There was something there that had to be destroyed, and he was going to take care of it.

He had the funeral set up for tomorrow at their house, and he would be buried in the cemetery in the little town near here.

~~~~The next day~~~~

Harry walked out to see a small casket under a little tent, for it was raining slightly. He knew it was because Crystal was upset, she was making it rain. He walked down the aisle to hear 'I'm so sorry, Harry.' on many different occasions, and the rest were sobs. Not that many people were there, because it was to be a private ceremony.

As the funeral progressed, Crystals body began to quiver with crying. She son had to walk out, she couldn’t handle it anymore. Harry followed her, saying to the man, keep going.

He followed her to the edge of the pasture, where she saddled up a horse and took off, without even bothering to open the gate again, she just jumped it. Angel was fast, but Demon was faster, Harry got on and followed her as fast as he could, but he was always a few strides behind, trying to predict her movements.

She came to a stop at a little clearing, still oblivious that Harry had followed her. She sat in the damp grass of the dark forest. She was still sobbing, and soon looked up to see Harry there. He dropped beside her, and wrapped her in his arms. He rested his head on hers.

'You know, it doesn’t seem like it will happen, but it will. We can get past this. It will take time, but we can make it.'

'I know, I just feel this pain.. Something I cant even describe.'

'Use it, we can defeat him with this pain, because we have the love to get through it.'

'I know. I will kill him if it’s the last thing I do.'

As they sat, silently conversing, the night drew on, and they would soon return home to see Hermione sleeping quietly on the couch near Lily's crib.

They let Hermione sleep, as it was late, and there was no point in waking her. They fell asleep on the couch next to her, enjoying even having a friend such as Hermione there with them. Crystal was tormented by her dreams, dreams beyond horrid, but she would soon rise to find Lily asleep in her crib.

A/N: Ick.. I dotn like it all that much. heh. but yeah.. I hope its ok.. and I know timings for the kids growing up may be off.. but yeah.. go with it... lol.

Chapter 14: A New Leaf
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Hermione had been out of school long enough to know that Hogwarts was a safe place compared to the real world. Physically, and emotionally. She and Ron were closer than ever, together even. With the arrival of Crystal and Harry's twins, she hadn't had time to tell Ron of her new job. She was talking to Healers at the hospital, and they wanted her to be an apprentice. But when she met her colleagues, they included Draco Malfoy. But he was different all of the sudden. His father had been killed, his mother was on the run, both by the hands of Voldemort.

He looked worn, but at the same time happy. How could he be happy after the loss of his father?

She was pondering this one day as she studied in eh hospitals lounge. He walked up to her and spoke as if it weren't difficult, kind, even. As if her blood didn't matter.

"May I sit with you, Hermione?" His voice tired, but more gentle than she had ever heard it.

"Umm, yeah, sure." She moved on of the heaps of books she was studying. They sat in silence, she read, he ate, but it soon was pressing. She needed to know. She turned her head and looked at him, eyeing his features, and his work. A curiosity fell upon her.

"What are you up to, Malfoy?"

"I.. I was hoping we could forget the past, I was an ass." She noticed that he had not so much eaten as he had moved his food around constantly.

"Yeah, not quite the right word, but we can stick with it. What changed that you are all of the sudden associating with…" she choked out the word she hated so much, "mudbloods? And why are you at Healer training. I figured you'd be a well known Death Eater by now.. So what has brought you here?"

"Don’t call yourself that. And I hope you forgive me for ever doing it. I… I actually wanted to change what everyone thinks of me. The way I acted there, I was constantly being told to act that way or threatened with my life." He looked down.

"I was secretly vying for attention, the attention of a mother and father, but was never able to receive it." Hermione could tell his words were sincere. His voice was quivering, but calm.

"I, I didn’t know. I'm sorry, Draco." She felt a pull toward the new side of him. It was a very strong feeling, prominent in her mind, but she knew that she was fine, she had not been put under any spells, that’s one of the first things they taught here, how to detect when you are under a spell, whether or not you can take it off.

"No. Don’t be sorry. I always saw the look in your eyes, the look of wanting to help. Even that day out on the grounds, when you looked me in the eye. I could tell you would never hurt me. Even when you threatened me or actually hit me, it was in the back of you mind that you couldn’t act that way. I thank you. That is why I was able to talk to you. I knew you would understand, believe me even."

"Are you telling the truth? If so, I will take your word that you are a different person. You sound sincere, but be aware, if you are telling the truth, I will still be wary of you." She did remember feeling that way, knowing something was not right about his actions.

"I am not lying. I am telling the truth. Trust me. But tell me, how are the other two?"

"They are fine, but are you just telling me this to get at them?"

"No, I truly care. I always have, but if I showed it at all, I wouldn’t be standing here today.."

"Ok. And they are fine. I'm sure you heard about Crystals pregnancy. She had her twins a while ago. Alexander Sirius and Lily Kate Potter. And I'm sure you heard about the attack on them while you were still at Hogwarts. News spreads so fast. Its hard not to find something out." She laughed at herself, speaking of Hogwarts brought her back to the safety and kindness of its walls. She had let herself down so many times when she thought of the comfort she had there. She wrapped her arms around herself at the thought that was haunting her. Would she ever see inside those walls again? She was also on the line of telling lies, but something in his eyes, the tired, worn, sad look of them, she had only seen it in Harry. And he could definitely be trusted.

Draco pulled her out of her thoughts.

"Yeah, we all heard about his kids. Are they cute?"

Something she thought shed never hear come out of his mouth, the word cute.

"Umm, yeah, they are adorable little kids. But, there is bad news. Voldemort came in and, he, well, he killed Alex." Tears threatening to break free. They weren't even her kids and she felt as though she had lost family. Now they were flowing down her face freely. Draco silently pulled his chair over to her side. He put a hand on her back. He stared at her eyes, watching the tears fall.

"You know the worst part? He left him there, in a crib beside his sister. Like nothing had happened. He signed the letter he left in blood."

She found herself crying into Draco's shoulder. He was comforting her, actually holding her.

He put his finger to her chin and lifted her head to look at him. His blond hair had fallen in his face, and he pushed it back as he leaned in to gently kiss her.

"Ive always wanted to do that. Ive liked you since the moment I laid eyes on you."

"But… but I'm with Ron."

"But I can tell you don’t love him, or you wouldn’t be here talking to me anymore, you would be long gone." He didn’t say it coldly, but he made his point. He was right. Ron was too much like a brother than a boyfriend.

She wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him closer, she kissed him again, then pulled him close enough to hug.

"Thank you. You helped me a lot. And made me realize some things. I have to go for now, but I will be back for classes at four. Will you be?"

"Yeah, we have mostly the same classes. Ill see you later then." He took her hand and held it as she walked away, loosening the grip so that he could hold it as long as possible.

Chapter 15: Pain
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Chapter Name- Pain..

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Harry and Crystal had let the pain set in. You never know pain until you lose a child. Hermione hadn't yet told Harry about her time with Draco yesterday, but she planned to at this moment as she closed in on the house. They had let her borrow a horse to go out on a ride. She needed to think of so many things. How to tell him, how to tell Ron that Draco had been right, she didn’t love him the way he wanted her to. And mostly, how to convince them it was all true.

The horse could sense her fear, her anxiety, her stress. Several times it slowed to a walk, and threatened to stop if she didn’t come back to reality.

She knew it was, but they wouldn’t take it as well. Harry and Crystal were barely coping, but Ron was happy, as he had just asked Hermione to move in with him. She decided to talk to him first.

She turned Arian toward his house and took off after urging him forward. He ran at full speed, so the time it took to get there was not as long as she had hoped. She put a charm up so he could walk around without getting loose.

She walked up and unlocked the door with the key she was given by Ron. She unlocked the door to find him sitting on the couch reading the Daily Prophet. He saw her come in and set it aside, getting up to kiss her.

But she stopped him.

"We need to talk." She sat and told him of the day before.

He had a look of utter shock, but at the same time, she knew he trusted her. If she believed Draco, then he did too.

But she wasn’t finished.

"I also wanted to talk to you about our relationship. I.. well, Ron, its hard to say this, but I don't see you the same way you see me. I… I don’t love you as more than a brother. I've known you forever, I just don’t think of you this way. And I cant keep going on with it." She kissed hi on the cheek, and without waiting for a response, she walked out of the house, removed the enchantments, and took off on Arian, tears streaming down her face as she looked back at the front door which had been opened by Ron as he went to follow her. He was standing with his head in his hands.

She couldn't stand to do this to him, but she knew the feeling that she couldn’t describe earlier about Draco. She wanted him, she wanted to get to know the new Draco Malfoy. He was different, she was sure of it. And she wanted it.

Hermione had said goodbye to Draco at noon, and it was now three fifty-six. She was about to apparate back to the hospital, but fist she kind of ran a hand through her hair, and checked the chap stick she had put on earlier. She liked it because it had a tint to it. As she was leaving, one of the horses whinnied at her, so she tossed it a carrot, then took a deep breath and went back to the hospital.

She had her tour class with Draco. This was the class where they chose a group of two or three to tail the Healer assigned to them.

As she appeared with a pop in the back room, Draco's head snapped to the spot, he was obviously waiting for her to return with news of what had happened where ever she had gone.

"It's ok." She said with a great sigh of relief. She smiled at him. He wanted more than anything to be with Hermione, but he also wanted her to be comfortable, and to trust him, to feel the same. He would have gotten up to give her a friendly hug before he put together the pack they had to carry around, but he didn’t have time.

Before he could even say 'hi', she had run over and kissed him full on the lips. (Yes, I know, fast, but as you can tell, if they are in love, it will work in the end. that’s my view, so :P lol) She set her forehead against his after they broke apart.


"Yes?" He didn’t say it in his normal, hard, cold voice, he spoke with caution and care.

"I have liked you for a while now too. But I was afraid to tell you because I didn’t want to mess up my friendship. But they took it better than I expected. But I am still wary of you, as you were on the perfect path to be a Death Eater-" She stopped suddenly, and as if he was reading her mind, he rolled up the sleeves he had on and showed her two, perfectly clean arms. No trace of the evil sign anywhere.

"Draco-" But she couldn’t contain her happiness and kissed him again.

"Thank you. For trusting me. For seeing it. I knew I could come to you, but otherwise I was not known my Draco, I was hiding, afraid of what people would think. But you, I knew you would believe me. And its not a hoax, I have really changed, I am not the Draco you knew, I am no longer under curses and threats. I can be myself." He hugged her as they headed off to their next class together, determined to be partners in the tour.

As they walked along, she barely noticed when he slipped his hand in hers.

When she did notice it, she smiled to herself, then pushed up on her toes to give him a kiss on the cheek. She was barely pushing 5' 7", and he was 6' 1.5", so they fit together, even if she had to stand on her toes to kiss him. She knew that this was moving fast, but she had the strong feeling that it was right.

She began to have longer conversations with Draco, over the span of several weeks. They were very close, he had asked her out, and of course she accepted. He used large chunks of his money to take her out to nice dinners, and buy her things. He often showed up with large bunches of roses. Ron had realized he felt the same way about her as she had said about him. He didn’t even mind her dating, as long as she watched out for herself. Personally, Harry always knew that things would not work with couples within the trio. He and Hermione had dated for a very short period of time right before Crystal, but, he knew it would not work.

Hermione and Draco had been together for three weeks. Things may have been slower for them than for Crystal, but she knew this was right. She could feel it.

He was never cold or rude except when people were that way to her. This is one day after a particularly good evening at a local restaurant. He had picked her up from work (the training was over, and they had different shifts now at the hospital, but usually shared five or so hours during the time when they overlapped) and he took her out.

They had paid the check, and were off to Hermione's cottage. She went in and put on a kettle to make some tea. She came back and sat next to him, leaning into him almost.

"Thank you, Draco, tonight was amazing." She looked up, readjusted herself, and kissed him.

"I wanted to do something nice for you. You deserve it. I am still trying to make up for the times I treated you like shit." He looked down, as if ashamed of his own memories.

"No, I want you to forget that that ever happened. We are together now, and, well, Draco, I.. I-"

"I know, Hermione." With those words, he lifted her head and kissed her with love, almost as if there was too much and if he didn’t give some to her, he might burst. He began to slide down, letting her fall into place on top of him. He kissed her with an open mouth, a way he never liked kissing any of the girlfriends he had.

He licked her lip, asking for permission, and she gladly accepted it. She normally would have been repulsed by this kind of affection, she was never this way with Ron, and couldn’t think of being with anyone else, but with Draco, she was so free, so loved, so protected. It was right....

A/N: This will be continued in the next chapter, so yeah. I just wanted to separate it. It would have been ridiculously long if I hadn't. Please read and review. It helps keep me going.!

Chapter 16: Worthless
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Chapter Name- Worthless

A/N: by now, you all know my beta- teenage_firestarter - shes great, thanks so much.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE dont kill me. My computer crashed lest week. Just now getting it up, I find it has deleted all of my documents. I am afraid that this may very well be the end of the line for this fic. Im so very sorry to my dedicated readers. I had the chapters done through this story and ch 2 of the second one. but its been so long since I wrote them, I cant remember them. im so very sorry. I have another fic that Im thinking about keeping going. and then I will try to write a few one-shots.. and maybe later I will be able to write again.
Trust me on this, I will in fact be backing everyting up that I do from now on.
Thanks for not.. strangling me. :)
peace to all

and, one more update.
I have officially found EVERYTHING
thank GOD for letting me save it to a removable disk before it crashed. im not sure where its at yet, but I will hopefully have more up soon~!!#!@#
love to all

Yo, this is an update, as of 12/01/2007, I have been finished with the story for a while, but the more I review it, the less happy I am with it. Also, with the loss of readers, I have been thinking about finishing, then stopping with my writing on here. I am not sure. I started the second part, the middle, and I have slowly been progressing on the other one as well. I am going to write my one-shot soon, maybe it will give me inspiration. I have had writers block like you wouldn’t imagine. For months. So forgive me, those of you who still read. Thanks so much. -xx_flame_inside_xx

Hermione woke the next morning with a start. Something was different. That’s when she realized that someone was with her. And they were on the couch. That’s when she remembered, and she smiled to herself. They had spent the night talking. Nothing more.

She kissed him on the cheek, and he moved slightly. She got up and went into the kitchen to make breakfast. Halfway through the eggs, she felt a pair of arms around her waist. Then his lips on her neck.

She turned around in his arms, there was pancake mix on her cheek. The pancakes themselves. were already finished and off to the side.

"Good morning."

"Good morning. Hungry?" She pointed to the food behind her.

"Very. It looks good."

"I hope so, I've been at it for half an hour." She smiled and planted a kiss on his lips.

"Hermione, there's a problem. What about Harry, Crystal, and Ron. What will they think? They don’t trust me like you do. And I'm sure its tearing Ron apart."

"I know," She looked down. "But, Draco, I feel something here that I didn't feel with Ron. I don’t know how to describe it, but its right."

"Then, we need to talk to them. We need to get them convinced that they can trust me."

"Yeah, we can do that. Lets eat first, then we can go over to Harry's. I want to see Crystal anyway, and make sure she is still ok." She smiled and kissed him on the cheek, then spoke once more.

"Ok, have a seat, eggs and pancakes!"

They sat and ate, talking about school, mainly.

Two hours later, they both got up and got dressed (Draco apparated home to get clothes and came back) to go to Harry's house.

"I don’t know if it would be best to talk to Ron right now. He's still upset about us breaking up."

"Okay. I'm not worried about him as much as Harry anyway."

"Can you ride?" She held up a bridle that was over the back of the chair by the window. Harry and Hermione had let her borrow Arian for a while, and she rode him quite often. 'They need exercise anyway, exercise that we cant always take care of, so busy with Lily and all.' Harry had spoken quietly when he got to Lily's name, obviously reminded of her brother.

"Not really, sorry."

"Its ok, I can."

They went out and got Arian ready, who had been staying in a temporary pasture while Hermione had him. She got on first, and he sat behind her. They rode bareback so it wasn’t uncomfortable for Draco.

"This is, umm… Different." He laughed.

"Its ok, just a short ride." She urged Arian forward, soon breaking into a gallop to get there faster.

When they arrived at Harry's house, the door had been left open, and the horses were unsettled. Hermione uttered two small, quiet words before rushing Arian into the pen.

"Oh no." She ran into the house, tears blinding her.

Draco was quick to act, he was right on her heels. As they ran, they pulled out their wands, ready for an attack.

She raced to the bedroom, where her eyes fell upon a body on the floor.

"Draco, take care of her, Im going to find Harry."

He did as she said, and she went back out to the hallway. Where could he be. They were on the third floor, the only rooms up here were the master bedroom and the small bathroom adjoined to it. As she passed the baby chair, she saw Lily still happy as could be in it. She went back down the stairs to the second floor. The only room she would not have seen in here was the kitchen, and the small dining room next to it. She checked them both, no Harry.

She went to the first floor, and there, Harry lay on the couch, where he could not be seen, it faced away from the stairs. He was bleeding.

"That bastard… used.. He used Sec-"

"No, don’t talk, Ill do what I can."

She took off his shirt to inspect the wounds. They were deep, but her training helped. She muttered several spells under her breath, and soon enough, the cuts were diminishing. When all of them were gone, she used a cleaning spell to take off the blood, then handed him back his shirt.

"Thank you, Hermione. Do you know where crystal is? After he got me, I couldn’t even move, I felt kinda like I was dying."

"She's upstairs, with Draco." She winced as she saw what was coming next..

Third Floor

Crystal tried to move, but he stopped her. She was in bad shape. After having Sectumsempra used on her, she must have gone through three cruciatus curses. He did all he could, but he still wanted Hermione's opinion. He picked her up bridal-style, and carried her to the first floor, where he knew she was, because he could faintly hear Harry yelling at her.

First Floor

"MALFOY IS IN MY HOUSE?! I cant believe you, Hermione. After all her put you through, you trust him!!"

"He's changed." Hermione spoke quietly. "I know he has. And yes, I trust him."

Harry knew to trust her when she was like this. She obviously knew what she was doing.

"Well, I still don’t like it. If something goes wrong, I will say 'I told you so' right after I save your ass." He smiled at her, then the both burst out laughing. "Oh, and right after I kill him, bring him back to life, make him clean up the mess, and kill him again."

They both could barely control their laughter, but as soon as they saw Draco with Crystal, they both went silent.

He walked over and set her on the couch without speaking a word. Then he stood back.

"I did as much as I could."

"Ill see what I can fix. Harry, you never told us who came in?"

She began to heal Crystal using basically the same spells as she did on Harry.

"It was Malfoy, it was your father, Draco." He turned his head to look at Draco.

"No surprise there. He's an asshole. Probably wants to impress Voldemort. He nothing against an Elemental, though. Worthless. Just like in real life." He said quietly, but fill with anger toward him father.

Hermione shot a glance up at Harry as if to say 'I told you so.'

She finished healing Crystal, who suddenly spoke, but only one word. "Lily."

"She's fine, Crystal, I just checked on her as I walked out." Draco said, this being one of the few times he had ever spoken to Crystal.

Crystal fell asleep, so the other three went upstairs to talk.

"So, we were coming over to see what you would say about Draco, because we are…" She looked at him.

"Working together." She covered it quickly. She knew if she said anything to Harry about them being together, he would tell Ron, so she decided to wait a while.

"And we are friends. But since I got the earful downstairs, lets just not. Please?"

"Yeah, ok. Im fine with it anyway. He saved Crystal.

They talked for what could have been hours, when a tired face appeared around the corner.

"Thank you, Draco. You saved my life." She smiled sweetly. "Im going to go check on Lily." She went upstairs.

"Yeah, we better get going, too. Its getting late. Lets go Draco."

"Bye Hermione, Draco." Harry muttered Draco's name so it was barely audible, but he said it. That was a good sign.

Hermione led the way, hand in hand with Draco, out to the pasture where the horses had settled down.

She took the bridle off of Arian and they decided to walk. They talked the whole way, holding hands the whole way as well.

They stopped once in the house, and took up the same positions on the couch.

Hermione fell into his arms.

"I think they took it well." She tried to hide all of the questions in her voice.

She wanted so badly to ask them, but was afraid of the answers. It was like he read her mind.

"I know you aren't ready to completely trust me yet, but you will learn to. I know its hard to put the past behind you, but you will eventually. I at least hope you will, because I love you. I always have. I always will. It seems fast, don’t think I didn’t think about that, but I did. I know its true. Even with the slytherin girls, I didn’t feel this. I was forced to date all those girls, and I hated it. I would have to put on this mask of who they wanted me to be. When they asked me to be a spy, I stopped. They wanted me to tail you and find out where you and Harry and Ron all lived, because then they could attack without warning. I said no. I refused."

He got up and took off his shirt, facing away from her. For the first time, she realized just how much of the truth he was telling her. There was a series of fresh scars running across his back. One ran all the way across his lower back, a second one was from the top of his left shoulder blade to the lowest left part of his back. That one was the longest, there were three more spread across his back.

She sighed and stood. She walked to his front, stood pn her toes, and whispered in his ear like what she was saying was a precious secret.

"Thank you." She had a tear running down her cheek. He wiped it off with his finger, then kissed her gently.

"What you did means so much to me." She spoke a bit louder this time, but still with sorrow.

They fell asleep in each others arms again that night. Hermione spelt peacefully, while Draco suffered with his painful dreams again. More of, they were memories.

A/N: Thought I would explain how they started on the third floor when they first arrived at the house. There are two entrances. From the front, you enter right into the third floor, making muggles think it was simply a small vacation home. But yeah, that’s it. In the back, theres a normal entrance to start on the first floor.

Also, Im extremely unhappy with this chapter. Its pushing me to rewrite the story from here on... eesh

There ya go. Till next time.

Chapter 17: The Dream
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Chapter name- "The Dream"

Draco had fallen asleep several hours ago, Hermione in his arms. But now, he was plagued by dreams.

~~The dream~~

"Draco, step forward. You have decided you no longer wish to be with us? This cannot happen. You WILL remain faithful to the dark powers, or you will feel the wrath of the Dark Lord."

Draco did not step forward, instead when Voldemort had finished speaking, he turned, and ran. He knew Voldemort would do this, so he had a plan. Run until he could run no more, then apparate to any place he could. Then he would try to start over. Change his name, become a Healer. Always on the run. But he would survive. He couldn’t take living in the Dark Magic world anymore.

He ran, his footsteps pounding the ground, echoing through his ears. The place he wanted to be so far off, just barely in reach…

He ran faster and faster, until his legs were ready to give out, then he pushed on. He fell to the ground, knives had cut through his back, slashed it in so many directions. He had a feeling Plan A wouldn’t work, so he had also had the thought in the back of his mind to go to St. Mungo's instead. He followed this plan of action, knowing he could get treatment without questions. He got as close as he could to the building, rushed in, blood rushing from his back. He tried his best to keep from screaming out in pain. The knives didn’t fall out after they finished their business. The stayed in his back. Every time he moved, he felt it cut further…


He fell to the floor of the building, not seeing anyone before everything faded to the pitch black that now tempted his eyes.

"Draco! Wake up!" She was shaking him. He opened his eyes slightly. He realized he had been sweating.

"You were screaming in your sleep." She knelt beside him, pushing a stray hair behind her ears.

"Really?" He didn’t even think he was dreaming. He honestly thought he was back there, in the pain that had overwhelmed him.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, Im fine." He sat up, and she sat next to him.

They just sat and thought.


Back to Harry and Crystal.


Harry watched as Crystal slept. She was peaceful, and he didn’t know why. For the past few days, she had been plagued by evils he couldn’t fight for her. Dreams that had not haunted her before.

She moved slightly, then her eyes opened. She smiled at the sight of Harry. She moved to him in the chair across from the couch she had slept on for well over three hours.

She wrapped herself in his arms. She wanted him near. His safety, his comfort, his love.

"Are you ok?" He asked quietly, leaning back so she could rest her head on his chest.

"Yes, I'm fine. Harry, we've got to get rid of those horcruxes. That’s the only way this is going to stop. Now he's haunting us constantly, and I don’t know what else to do." She looked him in the eye.

"I know, and I've done some searching, and I.. I went out the other night and destroyed the second to last one. There's only this last one, but I don’t know what it is..."

"I know, I watched you leave. And I know the last one, but I don’t know where it is. He hid it. I think its at my old house. Can we go there some time and check it out? We can leave Lily with Hermione."

"Yeah, I think we can do that. But what do you think about her and Malfoy? I think they are hiding something. I think they are together. But I don’t know, and I am not going to call her out on it. I don’t want her upset too."

"I know, Ron's a mess after the break up. Yeah, I think I trust Draco. I mean, he did save me and all." She kind of laughed at herself.


Time passed for a while, Harry and Crystal were searching for what the last horcrux was. She was no longer plagued by the dreams she had before. They were now packing, and Hermione had agreed to watch Lily for them. They were only going to be gone for three days, so it wasn’t a big deal.

"Do you have everything, Crystal?"

"Yeah, when are we going, Harry?"

"As soon as possible. Dumbledore said he could be here soon while everyone is out of the house, so he can make the shelter." He smiled at her, and handed Lily to Hermione after kissing the baby on the forehead.

"Hermione, everything you will need is in the kitchen, and we will write when we are heading back so you can come back before-hand. We'll see you soon." Crystal hugged her friend. Everything had been shrunk down so they could out it all in Harry's backpack. They had borrowed Gryffindor's sword from Dumbledore. She took Harry's hand, closed her eyes and apparated.

A/N: Sorry its shorter than its predecessors, but it had to be cut here, otherwise it would have seemed jumbled. Well, read and review please. J

Chapter 18: Moonlight Hollow
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A/N: In the first chapter, I said crystal came from America, but it was a typo, wrong version of the chapter. She also never considered beaux batons. She si from Romania. Sorry for the mix-up. And, I know the part coming up is rushed, sorry. Hope you still like it anyway. Thanks for reading, and hopefully reviewing.

Chapter name- Moonlight Hollow

After feeling as though the world had fallen on them, they both opened their eyes, and saw a place of nothing but despair.

Crystal had already broken into tears. Before them stood her childhood home, Moonlight Hollow. The windows of the mansion were all smashed in, the stable had been burned. The grass was beyond dead, almost non-existent, the door was broken down, the whole house was in shambles.

Crystal took a step forward, but stopped, memories flooding her mind. She thought of her family, her horses, her life.

"I don’t know if I can do this."

"Yes you can, we can do it together." He took her hand and they began to walk up the hill that led to the front door. Comfort engulfed her, and she looked up, trying to think of place the last horcrux could be. All the places he killed.

"We'll go to my sisters room first. That's where he killed first. We should just go in order until we find it." They continued walking, and when they finally reached the front door, they both drew their wands, ready for an attack. But nothing happened. They stepped over the broken down door, and walked into the living room. Everything in sight was covered in and inch of dust. She led him up the stairs to her sisters room. It would have been beautiful, if there wasn’t blood staining the walls, and destruction lying in every corner.

"Lets just look, see what seems out of place. My sister was too young to have jewelry, so that would be one thing to look out for."

They sifted through piles of things, toys, and clothes. They came up empty handed after three hours of searching.

"Lets try my parents room next, they were second."

She led him across the hall, then stopped. She had just remembered what had gotten her away from Voldemort. "There's something else you need to know."

"Its ok, you can tell me." He put his hand on her back, trying to comfort her.

"When I turned sixteen, I was rescued. By a vampire. And he, he bit me. It was the only way I could get out, as a vampire. The only way he would let me out. I think he came from Romania, like me. He set it so I could have a year and a half without needing to feed." She looked into his eyes. Tears were lining hers. "So I could get my life together."

He looked at her with confusion. Then it hit him. Tomorrow was her birthday. He looked down.

"What does that mean?"

"If I don’t get blood before that year is up, the one that bit me will come get me. He'll take me. He'll kill me, Harry." She spoke as though she had just learned all of this. He knew she had just remembered because she was home.

"What do we do?" He looked at her questioningly, not knowing what would come next.

"I don’t know. I just want to look, we can worry about that later." They walked in, but a new feeling of despair settled over them. Time was running out. They searched and searched. The clock Harry had brought along read eleven fifty-three.

"Harry! I think I found it! Wait, never mind, it was just an old pen. Sorry."

"Crystal, right now we have bigger problems, its almost midnight." He looked at her, and her eyes flashed to worry.

"Oh no. Harry, its too late to go anywhere," she said, panic flooding her voice.

"Use me." He looked down. He would rather be with her and a vampire than have her gone.

"No Harry. I cant bite you, then you will be one too." But even as she spoke, she felt her canines growing.

"I cant let you go." He stepped closer to her, resting his hand on her cheek, letting her know it was ok.


"Just use me, please?"

"Alright." She took his arm and bit him. Pain raced through his arm. He winced, but was careful not to let her see. She held on, and when she was done, she spoke again.

"I'm so sorry Harry. I didn’t want to do that. I am not going to like that part of my life." She smiled slightly, hoping she could turn it into a joke, but she couldn’t bring herself to face the fact of what she had just become in the past five minutes. Harry performed a smell to heal the marks on his arm, but he knew there would always be a scar.

"Where did he bite you?"

"I… I can't remember. Maybe it will come to me while we work. The next person was my brother. Dad died trying to protect him, wait, you already knew that. But he was down the hall."

She led him to the last room in the hall, the door remained in tact, but was blown across the room. The whole room was burnt. Wait, not the Whole room, there was one thing left behind.

"That’s it. That’s the horcrux." He pointed at it, and Crystal turned to pick it up. Before her flashed images of her family. Images of her family dying. She dropped to her knees and soon Harry heard screams, then sobs from Crystal. Harry took the sword out of his pocket, and took off the shrinking spell. He slashed it through the small serpent statue. It wasn’t broken, but the images and screams stopped.

He dropped the sword and fell to the floor beside her, holding her in his arms.

"Im so sorry Crystal. I didn’t know you saw all that."

They sat there for a few long, silent minutes, which were only interrupted by Crystal's occasional sobs.

"Can we go?"

"There is one more place I want to go. You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I want to see the stable."

"No. I don’t want to go. I will wait for you on the lawn. I cant relive killing the horses anymore. I just cant."

"Ok. Ill be right back." They both apparated, but to different parts of the property. Harry opened his eyes to see nothing but burnt wood all around him. He didn’t know what he wanted to find there, but he wanted to look anyway.

He came across nothing of major importance, but he did see a few things that weren't burnt. He put the shrinking spell on them and put them in his backpack.

He apparated to get Crystal, who was sitting cross legged in the grass in front of the house, she was just staring at it.

"I hated reliving this, but I'm glad I came back. I wanted to see it again, it renewed my want for revenge. We have to finish this, Harry."

"I know, but for now, lets go home. Ok?"

"Yeah, ok." She stood up and took his hand, they both apparated to the road outside of the house, and walked in.

((A/N:: I really dont like this chapter so much.. I was influenced by some stories and it spilled into my writing... I didnt want it to turn out this way.. and it altered the story a lot. *sigh* anyway. off to work)

Chapter 19: Scars
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Chapter Name- Scars

They had settled into the fact that Crystal was a vampire. They told Hermione, and Harry and Crystal were sure that Hermione had told Draco. But they were almost afraid to talk to Ron. He had become so distant. They told him that they found and destroyed the last horcrux, but were afraid to talk to him otherwise. He always had a far-off look in his eyes. They were almost afraid he wouldn’t be fit to fight when the Final Battle came. They had to talk to the order, to Ron, and to as many followers as they could get. But this was not the right moment. All of this 'we' I am talking about is actually just Harry. Crystal was suffering. She spent long days and nights sitting on the couch staring into space. He wished he knew what she thought as she sat there. Her knees were always tucked in her arms, wrapped in a blanket. She wouldn’t eat, she wouldn’t sleep. She just sat, or walked.

"Crystal, what's wrong?"

"Wha- oh, I'm sorry Harry, I didn’t hear you. What did you say?"

"What's wrong?" He asked, trying to see into her now sad eyes. He wished to see the eyes she used to have again. The bright green ones that her daughter had inherited. Harry had been taking care of Lily lately, who was now reaching one. It seemed so far away the first night they had shared in Hogwarts.

"Harry, I have been without them for so long. The pain wasn’t real until I stepped in the door on that day." She pulled her knees closer to her body. "I cant get them out of my head."

He pulled her into his lap, and she rested her head on his chest.

"I know its hard, we can get through this. I know. Im here for you."

"Thank you so much Harry. By now, I would normally be long gone trying to fix this on my own, but now, now I feel so whole around you. I want to be so much closer than I am, because there is no other way to thank you for all you have done for me. Im just still… working this out. I have to get myself figured out."

"I know, but I am lost here because I don’t know how to help. That’s all I want to do is help. Its never too late, I will always be here, even if you don’t want me to be, because I love you."

She thought, but could not come up with something to say back, she simply curled closer to him, and fell asleep that way. She knew it would be ok.


She worked through the days, and the nights. She was making it. She was fighting. Her life would not end because of her losses, or from her tragedies.

They would fight. They had all they needed, and all they wanted. It just had to be over soon. Her fight was just starting. She would make it. She would fight.

The fight that would save the wizarding world. And she would fight it with the first people that actually loved her. And she loved them. She would do anything to save them. Anything.

Its not over.~~~

A/N: So that's it.. I hope you all likes this part, I am currently working on the second one. Its entitled Dark Secrets: Fighting for our Lives. Cant wait to hear reviews. It should be the next thing I post after this. I might do a one shot, but idk. Keep an eye out. Thanks for your support.