Sidhe Rising ch 28 NaNo 2007 WARNING

another back ground chapter


SLASH WARNING

male to male warm and fuzzy





Harry was pushing some eggs up onto the corner of his toast when several groups of the young ones made their way into the dining hall towards the buffet, they had gone buffet style for all the meals now that they were several hundred strong fully awakened Sidhe along with another hundred or so young one that would not be old enough for several years yet before they too were awakened. Smiling and returning the enthusiastic wave coming from Gavin and his friend Harry chuckled as he watched them pile their plates high with food, knowing that a good number of the boys had grown up in similar situations as he had, it warmed his heart to see them so carefree and able to eat whenever they wanted and as much as they wanted.


Picking up the last slice of bacon on his plate he was about to eat it when Hedwig glided into the room through the open arched side of the room, holding off on the last slice of bacon Harry pushed his plate our of the way to make room for Hedwig to land. Offering the bacon to his owl as he removed the rolled up letter Harry stroked her a few times as she thankfully made quick work of the crisp meaty offering before launching herself skyward from the table. Taking a page out of his cousins manual so to speak Harry picked up his dishes and placed them in t he tub by the door leading to the kitchen where someone on kitchen duty or punishment duty would gather them to be washed up. Making his way back to the buffet he snitched another piece of bacon and munched on it while trying to figure out who would owl him, but more importantly why.


Heading outside to walk through the garden outside the dining hall Harry looked a the seal and noticing it was the seal used by the Ministry of Magic, which as far as he was concerned was a non existent entity as he had not allowed a new government to be formed after the invasion. Maybe someone from one of the departments left intact used the seal without thinking about it. Breaking the seal he unrolled the parchment and started to read, the more he read the angrier he got, stopping near the fountain he looked around before glaring at the water cascading down the small set of falls, trying hard to get his anger under control before Alex and Deven who he noticed coming his way so he did not take it out on them.


Deven who was becoming used to reading Harry’s moods slowed down and put an arm out to slow Alex in warning, “Something troubles you my King?”


Blinking as he clutched the letter tightly in his fist Harry turned towards Alex, best to get it out of the way first…whatever it was, “Alex did you need me for something or are the two of you out walking around and just happen to find me this morning?”


Alex now sensing the stormy mood Harry was in since he could see his face swallowed hard, “Yes my King,” he went all formal as it was safer that way when around pissed off royals.


Harry Sighed, “Alex don’t go all formal on me, I am not pissed at anyone here only the idiots outside who think they are still in charge of things. So what do you need?”


Relaxing slightly Alex sat down on the edge of the fountain, “this morning I went over to Azkaban island to see for myself these Dementer’s, I wanted to find out if they were a mutated form of the Slough and if so to bring them back under their rightful lords control, I wanted to be sure Voldemort did not attempt to once more sway them to his side.” Sighing as one of his puppies nudged his thigh he bent down a she scratched his head, “go bring them to me nightmare, round them up so I can better explain.” With a playful yip the hound Alex had named as nightmare took off back down the trail.


Curious Harry created a high backed chair next to the fountain and sat down to wait for whatever surprise Alex had cooked up, knowing that more than likely by looking at the other he was not going to like it very much. “Tell me Alex, where the Dementors part of the Wild Hunt in the past or is it something we need to exterminate if we can not bring them under our control?”


Shaking his head, “sadly Harry they ran from me as quickly as they caught sight of me, that’s what brought the attention of the wizards running the prison down on me, as at first they took me for some visitor. That soon changed as the Dementors patrolling the docks caught sight of me and fled with the strangest keening sound.”


A moment later several of Alex’s puppies bound into the garden herding two people, one of who was chained and the other looked like Stan from the Night Bus. Turning with a questioning look towards his Huntsman, “Alex?”


“It seems that those in the wizards government are taking prisoner, calling them death eaters…even though they are not marked and placing them in prison all in an attempt to be seen as in control. I might add they were given no trial or any method of determining the truth was used before sentencing them to that hell hole, the head keeper Warden McMillan was most forthcoming with information after the proper inducement was used,” Alex reported dryly as he glared at the manacled man.


Glancing at the naked teen who he had met several years ago riding the Night bus Harry stared at him until he fidgeted in discomfort, “Stan Shunpike I grant you forty eight hours sanctuary in the land of Fairy, by the end of that time this mess will have been cleared up and you will be free to walk around like you were before your unjust arrest.”


“You can’t do that, he is the rightful prisoner of the Ministry of Magic and as he has been sentenced to my custody you have no right to free him,” McMillan started before blanching as those tri-colored eyes settled on him and glared him into silence.


“I do believe I conquered your Ministry just a few short weeks ago…I also believe I did not grant them leave to reform a government.” Harry stated coldly, before releasing the man from his gaze. “Alex what of the land itself, is it or was it part of Fairy?”


Alex tilted his head as he thought about it, reaching back into his memories and tasting the currents he experienced while on the island, “I think that at one time it was associated with Fairy, it has that taste to it, but it is like it is waiting.”


“Waiting…I wonder,” muttered Harry as he stood up from his chair, “Stan there is food back along the path,” he pointed behind him to the winding path, “help yourself to whatever you want for breakfast, if you need any help just ask,” adding a shooing motion Harry turned away from the conductor and looked a the warden trying to come to a decision on what to do with the man, he also had to wonder if this same man was the one helped imprison Sirius all those years ago. Scanning the portly mans form he looked away in disgust, well he certainly did not think any of his people would have anything to do with something that disgusting, “Give him a choice either he gives his oath to serve us and help find out the truth about all those imprisoned at Azkaban or throw him in the pit of despair located deep in the bowels of Azkaban.” Harry was not sure how he knew there was a pit on the island but the scent of Rose and leather was quite strong as he spoke.


Starting to walk along a side path off to the right Harry started to make his way out of the gardens towards the Hall of Mortality, he had a theory he needed to test, and the best place to test it was in the Hallway.


Not sure what Harry was doing but smelling the scent of roses and wet leather Deven glanced over to Alex before remembering that the scent he was smelling in the air was always around Harry when the Ancient Powers started to work through him. “Lets go, we do not want to miss this if what is happening is correct. If so we are about to connect the Sithen to Azkaban Island as the new portal to the mortal world.”


Alex looked over to the chained man and grabbing the chain between the manacles dragged the portly man as he ran to catch up with Deven and their King. Creation magic was something that one should never ignore or miss if the opportunity arose to witness it.


Harry vaguely aware he was being followed as he walked back along the path vision blurred as the image of a beautifully landscaped island with a dark fortress near its one edge swam in his mind, each scene somewhat different from the former as the Powers guided his selection so that the island once finished would be re-created in his image. Walking through he door to the area the prisoners were being kept Harry walked over to the blank wall near the end and palm coming up from his wait he slapped it against the blank wall causing the wall to rush away from him at high speed. Harry stood there half aware of what was going on as the wall rushed out of sight and then a few moments later a distant flash of light came barreling back his way and suddenly the wall shimmered as if it was a hot rock letting off the heat taken in during the day.


Stepping through the shimmering Harry looked around the desolate land noticing the prison citadel in the distance, opening himself up further to the scent of Roses and leather that all indicative sign the Ancient Powers were walking with him he tilted his head to the side as he stepped away from the cave like opening in the side of the hill he had stepped out off as if hearing a voice from off to his side. Turning he acted as if he was seeing something totally different as his vision was replaced with two separate scenes side by side, the Ancient Powers were asking him to choose the method of rebirth. In the one he could see Deven lying on the ground blood leaking away from his severed neck as his life blood soaked into the ground giving it birth, his hands slick with the blood of his true mate. The other vision was of him spilling Deven’s seed as he shagged the other senseless, in the height of passion, new growth progressing out from where the droplets of seed landed landed.


He was being asked by the Powers to chose the method of rebirth, staggering back at the scenes playing out before him he quickly chose the one that involved bringing life into the world not death, the Unseelie King was choosing the way of life and chimes rang out loudly with his choice as Harry’s visionless blank white eyes turned and with a voice deeper than time itself called out, “Deven…” as his magic pulled the other within range of his hands as he glowed with power all the while rose petals appeared from the sky and covered the couple as Harry pulled him roughly into his embrace and kissed him with a passion not his.


Everywhere Harry’s hands touched the passion instantly jolted through Deven, moaning out in pleasure as he was taken to new heights by the god filled vessel in front of him. The touch of soft leather was felt everywhere Harry touched him as the crowd grew around them, it had quickly spread through the Sithen that a new entrance was being formed and Fairy was being extended as god magic…Ancient Magic was being called upon. Soon the audience had grown to several hundred as more ventured out of the Sithen as if called on by magic…called on to participate in the rebirth of a land.


Soon the cyclone of magic swirling around Deven and Harry reached out and pulled the others in as someone got to close at brushed up against the edge. Quickly all the Sidhe who had ventured outside had paired off, including some of the un-awakened younglings outside the edge of the cyclone of magic. Ten minutes…a half hour…several hours…time lost all meaning as the world seemed to stop and blur as finally Harry pulled Deven away and twisted him around before roughly seating his hardness deep inside Deven in one thrust, pubes brushing up against Deven’s bum crack. Causing him to explode in pleasure as his seed fountained out of the end of his erect penis, volley after volley erupted as Harry increased his thrusting.


Reaching around to gently grasp the spent hard member Harry’s magic quickly refreshed Deven and drove him to new heights as he picked up the pace, his cock head brushing back and forth across the overly sensitive prostrate bringing him close once again as the cyclone of magic became opaque being there was so much of it concentrated in one spot. All around Harry couple after couple started to let loose their loads, spilling the seed unto the land as Harry reached his threshold and started to unload deep inside Deven as causing him to once more shot his seed onto the ground.


As each droplet touched the ground the land changed and morphed, where once dead rock exposed to the wind lay in the open sun, now fertile rich soil covered in spring flowers and grass flew out from the center of the cyclone of magic touching every part of the island. Off in the distance the fortress grew taller and darker, yet it shone like obsidian in the noonday sun. the air became warmer as tropical plants sprouted from the flower covered ground as trees and even a stream sprang from the ground as the island changed. Where the rose petals had fallen to the earth wild roses had sprouted encircling the hill and entrance creating vines that grew rapidly creating an arched tunnel as the branches slid around each other rustling in the wind as the burst into bloom, raining down on them with their intense fragrance.


Still deep inside Deven, Harry stopped moving not about to put any more pressure on the over sensitive prostrate which would cause intense discomfort ruing the orgasmic high Deven was currently floating on. Looking around he smiled as the wind picked up and the birds sang as Fairy claimed another piece of the Earth making it part of their home. Reaching above him to the thorny vines that were alive and the new guardian to the door of the Sithen Harry felt them wrap around his wrist and the sharp pain as they inserted their hollow thorns into his arm as they tasted his blood, the blood of the Unseelie King which strengthened them and gave them direction. His erection softened as the roses drank of his blood and before he could get much more than slightly dizzy they released his arm and burst into rainbow colors as life solidified within them. The Unseelie wild roses, guardians of the Sithen had been reborn.


Holding Deven as he slid down Harry’s body he let go once Deven had reached the ground, stepping around the spent Sidhe Harry gazed over towards the sea on the other side of the mound. Seeing the glint of sunlight off something reflecting Harry walked around the side of the mound to get a better look, eyes widening in surprise he was shocked as he noticed the island had not only grown larger, but had also become home to his Sithen, staring at the reflection of the roof of the Sithen Harry was trying desperately to reconcile the fact that the Sithen that was over five hundred Kilometers inland and to the south was now on the other side of the hill. Stepping back and seeking the citadel in the distance through the new tree canopy Harry looked back and forth between the two sights before shaking his head, Ancient Powers had spoken and his court had moved to an Island whether he willed it to or not.


Going back around the mound Harry saw that someone had placed Deven on a conjured bed and shaded it with a dark canopy. Sitting down on the edge of the bed Harry brushed the hair out of Deven’s eyes, “rest up when you wake you will see the wonders that your sacrifice has made for us,” leaning over Harry rested his lips gently on the others placing a gently caress like kiss on them before standing back up, he would be weak as in infant for weeks and tire easily for months. Getting a nudge from behind him Harry turned and was butted once more by the Cu Sith before it lowered its massive head demanding to be scratched on the strip right between his eyes. Chuckling Harry did as ordered by the guardian of the Sithen while the two massive Fairy hounds that followed him around like love sick puppies crawled up into the bed and laid down on either side of Deven, guarding and keeping him company. Laughing at the looks the two were giving him Harry left Deven in very good paws and walked down the path towards the citadel, catching a glimpse of Alex as he played tag with his puppies in the forest he finally got the others attention and waved him over.


Stepping out of the forest Harry with Alex at his side saw the Dementors clustered in a tight group with Alex’s puppies surrounding them, every time one of the Dementors tried to move to escape one of the Hell hounds would growl and snap its jaws towards the Dementor causing it to recoil back into the group. Smelling the sharp smell of newly cured leather and the scent of blood Harry held up his hand once he reached the circling hounds, “you have one choice bond to the Lords of Fairy and magic or be destroyed.” Squeezing his fist he put enough pressure on the wounds half healed that the roses had inflicted on him and as the droplets of blood started to fall they hovered in the air before shooting off to hit those Dementors that had moved closer had knelt in subservience.


Those few Dementors that tried to avoid the droplets of blood were soon attacked by the Hell hounds and shredded, screaming a high pitched keening in agony as the souls they had stored after feeding on their victims were released. Out of the hundred or so Dementors only seventy five remained, the magic of Fairy touching them through Harry’s blood, binding them to the lands of Fairy and the laws of their King, as the cloaks of the Dementors changed to the same obsidian brightness of the citadel in the distance they rose and bowed their heads towards Harry, “Alex, Huntsman…Lord of the Wild Hunt, I give the Dementors of the Slough into your care, use them to bring swift justice to my enemies.”


Going down to one Knee Alex bowed his head low, “As my King commands.”


Using the last drop of blood still oozing out of the almost healed cut Harry wiped it on the back of Alex’s head binding the Dementors to their new Lord. “Arise Lord of the Wild Hunt and great the new recruits to your army.”


Glancing back towards the new Citadel Harry felt around for the energy currents protecting the island and found they had been strengthened to something beyond what they once were, wizards and Voldemort would have a hard time breaching the shields now in place. Tasting the path that the secondary layer of shields led too, he smiled as he found the end over the pit of Despair, the bottomless pit deep under the Citadel. Content that they were safe he laughed at the antics of the fairy folk that flew in aerial acrobatics around the tree canopy. Feeling a tug on his magic he turned and frowned as he saw the Wizarding guards swarm out of the citadel like a swarm of angry ants from an overturned ant hill.


“Alex,” Harry commanded the others attention as he pointed towards the wizards in the distance. Seeing Alex frown as he watched the approaching wizards, “Capture them and put them off of Fairy soil, then get the answer from the Warden he either helps us or is put in the pit. I could care less what you do to him, someone that obeys orders even though they are wrong and he knows they are wrong pisses me off.”


“As my King commands,” Alex said as he stepped forward and threw his head back and let out a long baying sound interspaced with a few yips and a strange keening, the same keening sound the Dementors made. The hell hounds leaped to their feet and took of flashes of fur as they quickly surrounded the group of Auror’s, closing them into a defensive circle that the Dementors quickly enclosed, leaving the hounds on the inside of the circle as they circled both groups in the opposite direction.


Nodding his head Harry started back along the path through the forest, as he stepped into the shade of the forest canopy he gave one last order, “Give true death to those inside the prison that need mercy and the others spate them out so we know the true criminals from the innocents.” Disappearing inside the forest Harry walked towards the Sithen intent on taking Deven inside back to their room, at least there he could rest in comfort while Draco helped look after him while he was busy elsewhere.