Thread: Adderstrike(HP)Church/Moon

Harry sighed as he realized that the twins where with the little baby Catherine. the baby was the only thing they wouldn't try to blow things up around, her or her mother, though Harry didn't want to test the Twins being around Emilia without Catherine to test that theory. Harry DID make sure the twins, and all the other children where sleeping before going to bed himself, not that he slept well. as expected he had horrible nightmares of red eyes, sadistic laughs women begging for mercy and flashes of green light. he groaned in the morning as someone pounded on the door and raced in, informing him that something was wrong with Blake. that was all Harry needed to hear, he didn't even bother getting dressed, he just raced along the halls in nothing but a pair of loose shorts, skidding into Blake's room just after the Doc did, hovering over Blaise before emerald eyes fixed on James. Full assembly! i want the Sneekers to check every room, every area, anyone or anything that is not supposed to be here is to be put in a cell and watched at all times! Harry knew that Blake would never do this to himself, not without clearing Zachs name... unless... unless he had found out something bad about Zach!? he spun on his heel, racing through the halls and calling a 'Code Rat'. everyone knew what it meant, it meant that there was someone in the building who wasn't supposed to be there. the word spread and everyone started to rush about, doing as ordered. anyone who wasn't a 'sneaker' was rushed into the main room and counted, both number, nickname, name, and private password where taken one at a time in secrecy so that anyone using polyjuice or under the Imperious would be caught. all of them would be tested for the Obliviate charm. yes Harry was paranoid to the extreme, but this had saved him, and their people far too many times. once everyone was accounted for and cleared, and the Sneakers came up empty handed, Harry threw one of his ever so famous 'temper tantrums'. he trashed three rooms, and almost killed another man when he painstakingly asked Harry was he was so upset over a 'whore'... he was new. he marched into Blake's room, grabbed James by the Chin and forced their eyes to meat. this was one of Harry's 'fancy' tricks that he had been taught by Zach. it was a simple form of Legilemency. he couldn't read thoughts, or send images the way Zach or Snape could, and he couldn't make it not hurt, but it did the job. he forced his mind in through James feeble defenses and watched intently as the man wrote Blake a note and left to get breakfast, coming back up and seeing Blake damaged. Son of a bitch! Harry hissed, releasing James and handing him the migraine reliever. it would take care of the pounding headache that Harry's intrusion had caused. James, you are, as of this moment, never to leave Blake's side unless it is with ME and ME alone. he ordered. he knew from the memories he'd witnessed that James really, really liked Blake... and he was NOT jealous dammit! he couldn't touch Blake anyway, touch was... painful. it hurt in more ways than one and he couldn't be what Blake needed. Blake needed someone gentle and careful, Harry was rough, rude, crude, and violent. Blake was sweet and special, Harry was broken and a freak. he quickly shook those thoughts out of his head and started pacing. i have a feeling that this has to do with Zach. Blake can understand the journals and i have a feeling that whatever Zach got into, it's a lot more dangerous than any of us realize and i think someone doesn't want us finding out what... Harry muttered, chewing on his thumbnail now as he paced, not realizing he was doing his 'old bad habit' which the previous king had all but tried to beat out of him. too bad Harry had to gut the bastard with a parring knife.