Harry’s New Family

November 18, 1991 = Sunday
8:00 a.m.

It was early morning when Jim and Blair awoke, “Did you talk with Incacha?” Asked Blair.
“Yes, he said that we’re getting a wonderful gift soon and that we’ll have to train him.” Answered Jim, with a thoughtful look.
“Do you think the gift is Harry?” Asked Blair.
“It might be. What did Incacha want with you?”
“He trained me in Shamanistic magic.”
“Did he tell you why?”
“No, just that something was coming, and I had to be prepared.” Answered Blair.
“Whatever it is, we’ll do it together.” Jim said, as he kissed Blair. Without saying a word Blair returned Jim’s kiss.
The kissing was gentle and loving, Jim's breath soft against Blair's skin. Blair gasped as Jim began to nibble upon his neck and earlobe. Abandoning Blair's lobes, Jim buried his face in the hollow of Blair's throat, licking his way up to the younger man's chin. Dragging his tongue over Blair's bottom lip, he caught it between his own lips and sucked hard upon the swollen fold of flesh.
"Mmmmm." Blair moaned, loving the feeling of Jim's kisses.
Skin against skin, broad palms spread over Blair’s chest and belly, Blair just loved being held by Jim, he felt safe and loved. Kissing along his neck, Jim stroked Blair's cinnamon nipples with one hand and cupped his groin with the other. Blair sighed as one hand encircled his cock, sliding lightly along the shaft while the other pinched and gently twisted the ring in his right nipple. Feeling the nubs on Blair's chest harden, Jim abandoned his nipples and used both hands on his cock, massaging the shaft, fondling his balls, and stroking the soft flesh of his inner thighs, causing Blair to arch his back.
His head was rolling on the pillow as Jim rubbed the tip of his cock. "Oh!!!! oh!!!!" he murmured until Jim released him and eased a finger inside Blair's mouth, making him suck his finger, and wetting it with his saliva, before Jim withdrew and brushed the tip of his cock, tracing the edges of the flared head.
Blair felt his cock harden in Jim's hand and wanted nothing more than to thrust against his palm, but Jim wouldn't let him move.
"God, I love you." Jim said, as he stroked Blair's cock. The muscles in Jim's arm tensed and relaxed as he stroked Blair's cock, his fingers mapping a trail from base to tip, making note of ridges and bumps, channels and divisions.
"Please baby, take me." Blair whispered, wanting desperately to come.

Chapter 4/?

Without saying a word, Jim moved on top of Blair.
While kissing him, Jim's left hand went under the pillow and pulled out the tube of lube. Then making sure that his finger was wet with the lubrication, Jim began to wet Blair's asshole. He also looked at Blair's face to gauge his reaction. What he saw was bliss and love. Smiling, Jim worked his finger in deeper until Blair began to wither, and then at the right moment he removed his finger and placed his cock in the center of Blair's hole. Jim began to move in and out of Blair in a slow rhythmic movement.
"Oh gods yes, baby more." Blair said, matching Jim's strokes. With a smile, Jim began to pick up the pace, which caused Blair to writhe from the wonderful sensation. As Jim sped up his movements, he felt Blair shudder under him as he came, causing Jim to come too.
"God, baby you are wonderful." Jim said, as he rolled off Blair.
"You were wonderful yourself." Blair said, in stated voice. “We should get up and get ready.”
“I’m too stated.” Said Jim.
“I know baby, but we have to get ready.” Blair said, as he got up.
November 18, 1991 = Sunday
8:00 a.m.

The next day, Petunia and Vernon got up, washed, dressed, then got the children ready, had breakfast and headed out to Social Services. They arrived an hour later, just as Jim and Blair arrived. Not realizing that the people who arrived were those that would be adopting Harry, the Dursley’s continued walking into the building.
Also walking into the building, Jim and Blair walked up to the Secretarial desk, “Hello, we are looking for the adoption department.” Said Blair.
“Tenth floor.” Answered the Secretary.
Just as Jim and Blair walked away from the desk, the Dursley’s walk up and were given the same information. Both parties reached the elevator at the same time, and began to wait. As they were waiting for the elevator Harry began to whimper from hunger, since he only had bread and water that morning. Before Vernon could say or hit Harry, Petunia took out two bottles of milk, and gave one to Harry and the other to Dudley to keep tem quite.
“Do you feel that Enrique?” Blair asked, in Chopec.
“Yes, it feels like your powers as a Shaman, but different and not as well trained.” Answered Jim.
Closing his eyes, Blair concentrated his shaman powers to find the feeling. A second later he realized that the feeling was coming from the dark haired baby.
“Excuse me, but I was wondering how old your son is?” Blair asked, with a smile.
With a smile, “My Dudley is two years old. He’s a good boy.” Answered Petunia. Not realizing that she was talking about the fat, blonde boy, “Has he been showing any signs of being exceptionally gifted?”
“Oh, Dudley started talking at a young age.” Petunia answered, in a proud voice.
Before Blair could ask another question they arrived at the tenth floor, as all four of them walked out of the elevator.
“Oh, are you here to adopt?” Inquired Blair.
“No, we are here to give my nephew to a relative for adoption.” Answered Petunia.
“Are you Petunia Dursley?” Jim asked, in a surprised voice.
“Why yes. Are you Jim Ellison?”
“Yes, it’s a pleasure to met you.” Jim said, shaking Petunia’s hand. “This is my partner lair
Sandburg.”
Before Vernon could explode and loose his temper and their only chance of being free of Harry, “It’s a pleasure to met you.” Petunia said, with a smile. (How dare these abominations talk to me. They are freaks like Harry, but I can't say anything or we'll lose the chance of getting rid of the freak. I'll just have to keep Vernon calm until we get this over with.)
(Why did Petunia stop me? I won't have these fags raising the boy to be like them, he's already a freak.) Thought Vernon. (I guess she doesn't want him, so she'll put up with these fags.)
“She’s lying.” Jim said, in Chopec.
“I know.”
“I’m sorry, did you say anything?” (Besides being freaks they also talk in a freak language.)
“No, just bummed into something.” Lied Jim.
Walking into the office, “Excuse me, we’re looking for Ms. Dellwood.” Said Petunia.
“May I ask your name?” Asked the Secretary.
“We are Vernon and Petunia Dursley. We are here to give my nephew Harry Potter up for adoption, to a relative.”
“Of course, one moment.” Said the Secretary, as she picked up the phone. A second later she looked at Jim and Blair, “How may I help you sirs?”
“We are the relatives that are hoping to adopt Harry.” Answered Jim.
“Oh, this is a coincidence.” Said the Secretary.
Just then a woman walks up to them, “Mrs. Dursley.”
“Yes.”
“Please come with me.”
“Ms. Dellwood, they are here to see you too.” Said the Secretary, as she pointed to Jim and Blair.
“You are here for what, sirs?” Asked Ms. Dellwood.
“We are the ones that will be adopting Harry.” Answered Jim.
“Well this a coincidence.” Said Ms. Dellwood. “Very well follow me.” A minute later they all walked into the office, “Do you have the paper work?”
“Of course.” Blair said, as he took the papers out of his pocket and *handing* it to her.
“Mrs. Dursley, do you have the paper work?”
“Yes.” Petunia said, as she took out the paperwork.”
Looking at the paper work, “I see here Mr. Ellison, that you are a Detective in the Cascade, Washington Police Department.”
“Yes, that’s right.” Answered Jim.
“Where will Harry be, while you are at work?”
“Well, with Blair if he’s not working or my father who’s retired.” Answered Jim.
She then looked to see what Blair did, “I see here that you are a professor in Rainer University.”
“That’s correct.”
“What do you teach, if I may ask?”
“Anthropology. I also have the summers off, which will let me be with Harry all summer.”
“Thank you Mr. Sandburg.”
Once she finished looking over the paperwork, Ms. Dellwood began the paperwork, so Jim and Blair could adopt Harry.
“Ms. Dellwood, would you give us a minute with the
Dursleys’?” Blair asked, three minutes into her paperwork.
“I don’t know it’s very irregular.”
“I understand, but we have some questions. And I’m sure that the Dursley don’t want anyone to know why they’re giving their nephew up for adoptions.” Said Blair.
Realizing that she wasn’t going to get anywhere, Ms. Dellwood agreed, “I’ll give you five minutes.” She said, before walking out.
“Now that Ms. Dellwood has left, why don’t you tell us the truth of why you’re giving your nephew up for adoption?” Asked Blair.
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Petunia said, in a shaky voice.
“Mrs. Dursley, you are lying.” Said Jim.
“Petunia, may I call you Petunia? I should warn you that Jim can tell when anyone is lying, so please don’t lie.”
“No listen here….”
Before Vernon could say anything else, Jim turned toward him with a growl, “Enrique, don’t he’s not worth it.” Blair said, in Chopec. He then turned toward Petunia, “Please tell me the truth.”
Not realizing what she was doing, “My sister was a witch and her husband was a wizard, who went to a school to learn magic. They got married and had Harry, who will be a wizard also. From the time my sister got her letter, she and I never got along. Her being freak and all.”
As they were talking Harry began to fuss, without saying a word Blair took him from Petunia, “What happened to your sister and her husband?” Blair asked, in his guide voice.
“Some evil dark wizard murdered them, and tried to murder Harry, but he survived.” Answered Petunia.
“I guess that is what we have been feeling.” Blair said, to Jim in Chopec.
“I guess that’s what Incacha meant, when he said I had to be prepared for the unusual.” Said Jim.
While Blair and Jim were talking, Blair took out a bottle of milk from a bag that he was carrying for later. Making sure that it wasn’t too hot; he began to feed Harry, while talking with Jim.
“True, and that’s why he was training me in the different form of magic.”
Turning back to Petunia, “Thank you for telling us the truth. I want you to know, that we will tell him everything when he’s older. We will never lie to him.”
“Just make sure you tell him, that we don’t ever want to see him.” Petunia said, as she took out a couple of things from her pocket book and giving them to Blair.
“This is everything that belonged to Lily.”
“Was that your sisters name?”
“Yes, Lily Evans Potter and James Harold Potter.”
“And Harry’s name?” Inquired Jim.
“I believe they named him Harry James Potter.” Answered Petunia.
Just as Blair was about to ask Petunia another question, Ms. Dellwood walked in, “I’m sorry, but your time is up.”
“We understand.” Blair said, with a smile. He then looked down to see that Harry had finished his lunch.
With a smile Blair burped Harry, and then began to rock him back to sleep.
Five minutes later, “I just need for you to sign these papers and we’re all done.” Said Ms. Dellwood.
Without saying a word Petunia hands over Harry over to Jim, and then she and her family depart.
“When are you leaving for home?” Inquired Ms. Dellwood.
“As-soon-as we get a passport for Harry.” Jim answered, as he settled the baby.
“What are you going to call him?”
“Harry James Potter-Sandburg-Ellison. We don’t want him to forget his parents.” Blair answered, as he watched Jim with Harry.
“Do you think that’s a good idea?” Asked Ms. Dellwood.
“Yes, we want Harry to know and remember his parents.” Blair said, while looking at Harry.
“If you thinks it’s best. It’s your decision.” Ms. Dellwood said, as Jim and Blair were leaving.
Without looking up, “We will take him to the Chopec for a blessing.” Jim said, in Chopec, as they were leaving the office.
“Do you think it’s necessary?”
“There is something not right, it’s prickling my senses.”
“Let me hold him.” Blair said, as he took Harry.
When Blair took Harry he got flashes of Harry’s life before they adopted him, “It was a green light that killed his parents. The green light was going at him, when there was some sort of white light that came out of Harry and then shot toward the green light. Which made both lights turn onto the man, pushing what can only be called his soul out of his body.” Explained Blair, in Chopec.
“What is that prickling feeling I’m getting?” Inquired Jim.
“While his soul was departing, some of it mixed with the white light that was returning to Harry. It seems Harry has some of the evil that was the man’s.” Blair said, as he looked at Harry. “You’re right, we have to take him to the Chopec, so they can purify him of the evil spirit.”
“When do you want to leave?” Jim asked, as they got into their rented car.
“We should leave tomorrow.” Blair said, fastening Harry’s belt. As he finished, Harry awoke from his nap to look into Blair’s eyes, “You are going to be a great worrier. We’ll make sure of that.”
“He’s also going to be a child.” Said Jim.

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