You know the warnings. Don't like? Don't read. The title was inspired by the song Love is a battlefield made by Pat Benatar.

Letters/diary
Parsletongue

Tom woke to the sound of his floo being used. Harry was on his feet quickly, sneaking into the living room. The dark lord was going to tell him to stop, but it was too late. His lover was standing behind the intruders, knives pressed to their necks. The males froze,

"Harry, please lower the knife." Harry put them down, using a wandless lumos to see the men. It was Monty and Victor, he couldn't see them in the late night darkness.

"I apologize. Why are you here?"

"A group of the light has attacked my manor. Rebels." Victor replied, Harry frowned.

"That's not good. I assume you want our help?"

"Yes-hurry." Monty said, the raven haired wizard nodded. He went back into their bedroom and quickly changed into battle robes,

"What's happening?" Tom questioned,

"Victor's manor is under attack. Change." He strapped extra weapons on and put on his warded jewelry. Tom quickly got dressed, they both went out to meet the vampires.

"Come." Monty urged, Harry flooed to the manor, the others stepping out of the fireplace soon after. He put up a shield to block the stunners shot at them. With a few flicks of his wand, the wizards went down. Tom looked around,

"Where are the others?" He asked.

"Outside." Victor replied, Harry frowned.

"I put up wards, how did they get in?" Monty scowled, a disgusted look on his face.

"We have a traitor." He turned and started running to get outside, the others following him. The group dodged fly away spells, killing enemy wizards as they ran. Harry saw a group of wizards fighting vampires. The vampires were snarling, teeth bared. The wizards were sneering, pointing wands at their foe. Fred, George, Remus, and Rodulphus were fending off some attacks. Harry nearly had a heart attack when Leo dodged a killing curse by inches. That boy was going to be the death of him. He quickly killed the wizard who had tried to harm Remus's child. Tom, Victor, Monty, and Harry joined the other death eaters. They protected each other, blocking spells and killing. About 20 minutes later, there was one enemy wizard standing. The man was quickly terminated. Harry sighed in relief, immediately looking at Leo's wounds. There was a cut on his cheek and a large gash going down his left side.

"H-Harry." He stammered, looking at all the mangled corpses. He was pale-far too pale. The older wizard's eyes held sympathy.

"Sh, just look at me." The boy's scared eyes met his, Harry smiled and healed the injuries. Leo tried to find his fathers, panicking when he couldn't see them.

"Where. Where are they?" He asked. The older male stopped him,

"They are coming, just stay here." A minute later, Remus found his son and cub.

"Leo, Harry! Are you alright?" He questioned, kneeling next to them.

"We are fine, Leo had a big cut on his side, but I healed it. Where's Tom?" Remus sighed, searching for injuries on Harry. His eyes landed on the ring,

"That one is new. Where'd you get it?" His cub sighed,

"I'll explain later-"

"You'll explain now." Remus retorted sternly.

"Fine. Tom proposed to me." The werewolf looked shocked, then smirked.

"Ah. I'll be expecting some new cubs then." Harry rolled his eyes,

"We need to get everyone inside." Remus nodded,

"I'll gather everyone strong enough to go inside. You start healing the hurt ones." Harry dipped his head and looked around for injured wizards and vampires. He healed a few, getting weak thanks in return. The wizard met with Tom after he had healed most of the hurt death eaters. The dark lord had a troubled look on his face, he sighed in relief at the sight of Harry, safe and unharmed. He walked up to the shorter male,

"Are you alright?" He questioned, concern obvious in his tone.

"Yes. I just want to sleep. I bet Maverick is scared." Tom rolled his eyes,

"The dog is fine."

"Then let's go home. I'm tired and sick of fighting." The dark lord nodded,

"Who's Maverick?" Draco asked, Harry turned. The blonde seemed to not be hurt.

"Our dog. I found him."

"Oh. Well thanks for the help-we needed it. Bye." Draco waved and left, Harry lent against Tom.

"C'mon." He took the man's hand and led him to the floo. The dark lord flooed to the cottage. Harry arrived a few minutes later. The younger wizard walked into their room and laid down on the bed, freezing when he heard a high pitched yelp. He sat up, shocked to see a young boy lying in his bed. He had black hair, much like Harry's... and gray eyes.

"What the hell... Tom! There is a child lying in our bed!" The boy got to his feet,

"Please don't hurt me, I was running from a boy, then I turned into a dog. I don't know what happened-" Harry quieted him,

"Calm down, I won't hurt you. What's your name?"

"It's Adam, but you call me Maverick. So it's Maverick." Tom opened the door,

"Is something wrong? Who's that?" Harry's eyes widened,

"Wait-you couldn't-but you are. You're the dog I found on the streets, aren't you?"

"Yes. I tried to turn back, but it wouldn't work." Maverick's lower lip trembled, Harry mentally groaned. He was going to start crying. A tear slid down his cheek, the raven haired wizard pulled Maverick into his arms.

"It's alright, you did nothing wrong." He soothed, the poor boy only looked to be around nine.

"I-I didn't mean to, honestly." Maverick stammered after he had calmed down. Harry tucked the boy's head under his chin.

"I know, Adam. I know."

" Maverick."

"Hm?"

"Maverick is a better name than Adam. Call me Maverick." The wizard grinned,

"Ok, Maverick. Can you take a nap for me, just a short one?" Maverick nodded, still curled up to Harry. A few minutes later, Tom spoke up.

"What are we doing with him? How about an orphanage?"

"No. I like him." He stated, rubbing circles on the boy's back.

"Then what are we to do with him?" Harry smiled,

"We could always... adopt him." He suggested,

"But why? Why him. Why not another child?"

"As I said before, I like him."

"Fine. We can adopt him." Tom said, looking at the adorable boy cuddled up with Harry.

"Really? Seriously?"

"Yes." His lover grinned,

"Remy did say he wanted a cub." Tom nodded, lying down next to them. "Hold Mave for a minute." The boy was in his arms before he could protest. Harry got comfortable and fell asleep. Tom was awake, Harry was so kind, gentle, brave, cunning, loyal, he was really too good for him. The dark lord shook his head, falling asleep with the two other occupants of his bed.

A/N: Hello! We're getting pretty close to 2k reads. This story is going to end pretty soon, I know, sad.