The Cold Moon

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The Cold Moon

A sequel to New Years From Sète

Chapter 1: Bringing YAG into 2001.

Harry and Draco had been back from Paris for two days, and they were staying busy with the contractors who were building the large swimming pool, and pool house. After their stay at the Hotel de Crillon, Harry got the idea that he wanted a fitness center similar to the one at the hotel. The center had numerous muggle exercise machines, and he thought that he and Draco could use a good workout to stay fit. He also knew that his future in-laws were getting up in age, and it would help them also. At this, he decided to build a pool house the full length of the lot that separated the two villas. This would provide a privacy screen from the street, and be a place where both families could relax before and after a swim. The fitness center, and the hot tubs, could be used year round this way. He was going to section it off into thirds, with the fitness center in the middle. At each end of the building, there would be a private lounge for each family, and each would have a hot tub, and a Jacuzzi. They would have a large bath with showers, and in his in-laws section, they would have a "his and hers" bath.

The infinity pool itself would be opulent, in that it would be an in-ground, made of concrete, with a tile lining just like the professional pools, and heated. He was not going to be cheap when it came to something that they would all enjoy. He planned on being able to swim there year round, and he would make it an enjoyable experience for all.

Harry sat back and sighed after sketching out what he wanted. He would give it to the contractors later that day to get them started on the design. He looked out the window of their study, and began thinking about making the next hit against the ministry, and what to to do about bringing in the new laws. He knew the 'Cold Moon' would be on the ninth that year, as he gazed at the 2001 wizarding calendar on his desk. That night was special, and he knew the ministry used that night to conduct a huge amount of spell research, plus it would be a werewolf night. The more he thought about it, that would be the next night to strike, as he knew it would disrupt everything they had planned. He also knew it would really piss them off, and would throw the order of the attacks off.

Harry thought about it, and he didn't care about destroying the old manor house. It was his now, since he was the main lien holder. Once razed, he would see that a new wizarding orphanage was built on the grounds. It was something that Wizarding Britain was sorely lacking thereof. He just wished there had been one when his parents were killed.

Harry thought on about his life. 'Why hadn't Dumbledore left him with a wizarding family, one who could have protected him'? Of course he had heard that Dumbledore claimed that it was so he wouldn't become a spoiled brat, but he always wondered if there was more to it than that. He knew that Dumbledore had lied by omission all through his life, and had apologized for all of it when he saw him after Voldemort had cast the killing curse, and then in his portrait. Harry really believed he done it because he didn't want him to end up being sorted into Slytherin, or to keep him ignorant of what was actually happening. 'I mean, he claimed I was being watched over, but look what all the Dursley's did to me since I was a year and a half old'. Harry then shook his head, and stood to find Draco.

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"I don't give a tinkers damn what it costs, you will build this as Harry says, or we will find another contractor, is that clear"! Draco growled at the head laborer who worked for the contracting firm.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy, we will do as you both say". The worker hastily added, as he went back to ordering about the men on what was to be done.

"Well, I see you're getting right along with the workers my little dragon". Harry purred in Draco's ear, and wrapped his arms around his waste.

"Yes, sometimes they just need a firm hand is all. Just imagine, wanting to put the pool in, and leave the tile walkway around it uneven. I told them I wanted the ground around it to be perfectly flat before they poured any concrete. Those floor tiles need to be flat and level. I will not have anything that looks uncouth around our home"! Draco declared with a sniff.

Harry chortled at his mate, and hugged Draco into him. "Good, you have them under control. I just finished my sketches for the pool house, and what I want the pool to look like. I'll let you give them to their engineer so they can get started with the design". Harry finished, and handed Draco the large sheets of parchment.

Draco unrolled the parchment and gave it a once-over. "Harry this is great; mum and dad will love this! Did you ever think about becoming an architect; you could you know"?

"Hmm, that gives me something to think about. I also have plans for what to do before the cold moon. I don't want to talk about them out here, if you know what I mean". Harry said, and gave Draco a peck on the cheek.

"I'll be just a minute love, and we'll go back inside". Draco said as he pulled away from Harry, and walked over to the engineer who had just shown up.

Harry watched as Draco handed over his sketches, and the two spoke quietly for a few minutes. Draco then turned, and started to make his way back to Harry, when he turned around to look at the head laborer.

"Get back to work! We're not paying you all to set on your dead arse’s"! Draco shouted, and then turned back to Harry.

"That's my dragon, yup, yes sir it is". Harry mumbled with a grin, as he waited for Draco to follow him inside.

Once inside, they sat down on the huge cushy couch in their sitting room, and made themselves some tea. Once Draco was finished, he took one sip, and turned to his mate.

"Now Harry, what is your plan for the ninth"? Draco enquired.

"Well, I'm going to flatten that old manor they were using for record storage. I don't think they cleared it all the way out, so I'm going to snoop around inside before I do it. You can't ever tell, they're could be something important lying around inside that we could use to our advantage". Harry explained.

"Ah, a little undercover work then, brilliant"! Draco exclaimed. "What do you intend on using the property for after the building is destroyed"?

"I'm thinking about building a wizarding orphanage there. There never was one for our people, and it sure would have helped when mum and dad were killed. It would have helped Tom too, as he may not have turned out to be as bad, even though he was off his rocker.

"It will be a place where the kids can stay until they’re seventeen, and the home would help them find employment afterwards. The kids would be well educated when they start Hogwarts, and not be lacking the knowledge I was when they finally attend". Harry finished with a far-away look in his eyes.

"Yes, about that Harry. Do you know my parents looked into adopting you after Voldemort disappeared"? Draco replied, and at Harry's shocked look, he continued. "A huge number of families did, but father searched for two years trying to find you. Dumbledore had you well hidden, and nobody, but the ones in the order, knew where your mum's sister was. Severus never mentioned her either, and we think it was upon Dumbledore's orders.

"Harry, mum and dad thinks that Dumbledore wanted you to be ignorant of our world, so you would see him as your savior from those muggles. They think he knew all along how you were being treated, and he wanted you broken, so you would readily agree to be his pawn in his ongoing war. They think that if they, or another wizarding family had reared you, that you would not have bent to his will so easily. But, that's all history now; water under the bridge so to speak". Draco ended softly.

"I've often thought the same things Draco. I know now that he used me for "the greater good", as he always called it. Yes he apologized to me on the night that I ended Voldemort, and he was vague about everything he was apologizing for.

"You know, McGonagall told me that she practically begged Dumbledore not to leave me with my aunt on the night he left me at number four". Harry stated as he looked into Draco's gray eyes.

"We had heard that from Severus alos. Mum and dad thinks he wanted to use you for two purposes though. The first was that he knew Voldemort would be back, and he would need you to help defeat him. The other though, that we didn't know about at the time, was his obsession with the Deathly Hallows. You see, if he had you close, you had the cloak that he had "borrowed" from your father. I always did think something was fishy about that tale. Anyhow, he knew he had the wand, and only needed to find the stone to control all three. After we learned about this, we kind of wondered if he didn't have plans on taking back the cloak somehow". Draco shakily stated.

"He admitted to me, in that vision I had when I was hit with the killing curse, that he was obsessed with the hallows, and that he knew he wouldn't have been able to handle them. You see, when he found that ring that held the stone, the first thing he did was try to bring back his sister by putting it on his finger. Being as it was a horcrux, Voldemort had cursed it, and that was what blackened Dumbledore's hand and arm. It was slowly killing him, even as we started our sixth year. That's why he wanted Snape to kill him, to save you, and hold Snape in a good light with Voldemort. That's why he made me make him drink that poison in the cave, as he knew he didn't have much time left". Harry sadly explained. "You see, when we made it back to Hogwarts, he only wanted me to find Snape, not Madam Pomfrey. He wanted to be put out of his misery, but you showed up before I could go find him. Ah well, it all worked out in the end, and here we are".

"Yes, it's over, but I'll never forgive the old bastard for keeping you in the dark. I think that if you had controlled the hallows earlier, many more lives could have been saved, and the war at Hogwarts may not have happened. If you had known all he knew, you may have been able to find the horcruxes quicker, and without him catching onto what you were doing. We'll never know this though, so there's no use rehashing old thoughts. All we can do now is live, and be happy we're together".

Harry looked at Draco fondly over this, and pulled him into a deep kiss. He lay Draco back onto the soft couch, and began to have one of the best sexual experiences that they had ever shared together.

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"Harry! Watch it, you're going to knock over a lamp with that thing". Draco complained, as he watched Harry levitate a huge cardboard box inside their sitting room the next morning. "What on earth did you call that thing again"?

"It's an entertainment center. It's like a huge cabinet to hold the new flat screen telly I bought with it. Now, we'll be able to watch movies like we were at the theater"! Harry replied with a huge boyish grin.

"Yes, well, I never did get the hang of the small one we had in our flat. I doubt I'll like this one any better". Draco grumbled.

"Ah my blond dragon, that was a small one, and I placed it in the study to watch the local news on. This one though, you'll love it once you learn how to use the remote. Once it's all done, you'll be able to listen to your favorite music too you know". Harry said, as he knew that would get Draco's attention.

"Really? How so, as that is a telly, not a victrolla"? Draco asked while trying his best to keep his stubborn appearance.

"Well you see my lovely dragon, I also bought a complete sound system that connects to it, and a bunch of your favorite music on CD's. There is Beethoven, Bach, and several others who you enjoy listening to. I purchased every one I could find, and I'm also having a local wizarding electronics wiz to convert some Celestina Warbeck, and Weird Sisters music, to CD". Harry said as he started to rip open the box containing the unassembled entertainment center. "Oh great, I forgot this thing has to be assembled"!

Draco snorted at the last of Harry's explanation, and shook his head. "Harry, you are not putting that together. I know you, and I know your temper. If you start, that cabinet will be either set on fire, or banished before its hardly begun. No, I'll have one of the workers outside do it, and pay them extra for it. Also, I do not like Celestina Warbeck, nor her caterwauling. My God, the old bent is as old as Dumbledore would have been; she was born in 1917"! Draco looked at the mess of ripped up cardboard in the floor, and quickly banished it. "Now, the weird Sisters I can take, or maybe the Night Crawlers, but not her. Oh, er, thank you for the Beethoven and Bach though, that was very thoughtful". Draco finished with his last sentence quietly mumbled.

Harry grinned at Draco as he heard every word Draco said, including his thank you. "Your welcome my dragon, your welcome. Now, let me get the boxes open for the wide-screen telly, and the players, and then you can have one of those muggle workers assemble the cabinet, and wire everything up. I want to watch a movie tonight with you curled up beside me on the couch". Harry silkily said. "I also bought some porn, just so you know".

"Really? Mr. Potter, are you trying to seduce me"? Draco asked with a smirk.

"Why yes, my little blond dragon, I am at that"! Harry replied as he wiggled his eyebrows. "You may want to go on and find that worker to do this. The quicker it's all done, the faster we can get to watching whatever we want. I take it you understand my meaning"?

Draco shivered at this, turned on his heel, and quickly walked outside to where the construction workers were just finishing up for their lunch break.

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As Harry and Draco were having lunch, Harry was looking out the large window in their dining room onto the Mediterranean, and was thinking about what to tell Draco of his earlier plans for tonight.

"Draco, after we sit down tonight for a few movies, I'd like to make a little trip". Harry nervously said; still looking out the large window.

"A trip? Sure Harry, where to"? Draco asked as he sipped some rather nice wine from his father’s vineyard.

I was thinking about going into Calais tonight". Harry said, still not looking at Draco.

"Yes, Harry, I've been to Calais. It's about as close to Britain as you can get without getting wet. Now, tell me what you're up to, as I know you're up to something". Draco quipped while narrowing his eyes.

"Well, you see, I'd like to make it into Dover tonight. Then, I'd like to make a quick visit to Tunbridge. Ever been to either of those"? Harry asked as he finally looked at Draco.

"Yes Harry, I have been to Dover, as we used to own a cottage there. I haven't been to Tunbridge though, so no, I wouldn't be able to apparate there". Draco slowly replied. "Is Tunbridge where a certain piece of property is located, the one storing the ministries records"?

Harry cleared his throat at this. He knew he wouldn't be able to play this off as something else, and he also knew that Draco would see through it quickly. "Er, well yes".

"Ok, Harry, what do you have planned, spill it". Draco said, now squinting his eyes at Harry.

"Well, I was thinking about going there tonight and having a look around. You know, to see what I can see. If poking around inside that building would be successful tonight, then I could leave a present there that would go off at half eleven on the night of the ninth". Harry explained.

"Ah, I see, and I also caught the "I" in what you said instead of we". Draco said with an almost growl. "There will be no "I" lover, as I will be going with you. Now, since you're new to France, how did you plan on getting to Calais? You've never been, I highly doubt, and you couldn't apparate there. Also, have you been to Dover, or Tunbridge"? Draco asked.

"Er, uh, no I haven't. I was thinking about flying all the way to be honest". Harry replied, then looked at his plate as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

"FLY! Harry, it's fucking January, and it's cold out there. Plus, we are on the lower tip of France! Do you have any idea how far that trip is? You would be frozen to death by the time you got there, warming charms or not. Plus, it takes a great bit of energy to apparate to all those places in one night. My God man, do you ever think these things through? I am not letting you put yourself in danger like that". Draco finished with a stern look, and a shake of his head.

"Well then, tell me how to get there"! Harry growled. He knew he loved Draco, but the man could be so overprotective sometimes.

"First, we will floo into Paris, which is close to Calais. Next, we can apparate to Calais, then across the channel to Dover, and fly on to Tunbridge from there since its close. Harry, you have to plan this stuff out so that there's the least amount of danger. Father said you should have been placed in Slytherin, but sometimes I really wonder". Draco said with a pleading look.

"All right"! Harry exclaimed, then stood from his chair, and started to pace. "Look, I didn't want you mixed up in all this, ok? I guess I promised you that you could come the next time, but Draco, what if you were hurt, or captured by the ministry? I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you were"!

"Harry, we're in this together. I knew all of this when I moved in with you, and I want to do this. If anything will force the changes with the law, it will be this, and I want to be a part of it. I love you, you great git! I am by your side, and I always will be. Now, what time do you want to leave"? Draco asked.

Harry stopped his pacing, looked at Draco, and grinned. "We'll leave at 8:00 this evening. Their shift change will be around 11:00 to 11:30, and we need to see if any guards are entering or leaving. If there is anyone guarding the place, we'll have to petrify them, and modify their memory before we leave". Harry stated as he began his military leader persona. "Once we look the place over, I have a few presents to leave, and we'll have to hide them well. I'll set them to go off at the time I said, and we'll get our arses out of the country. We should be able to apparate back to Calais from Tunbridge once we learn the place, shouldn't we"?

"Yes, we will, and then we'll hurry back to Paris from there and floo home. Now, I'm glad you're seeing some sense in this. It will all work out, you'll see". Draco said as he stood from the table, and wrapped his arms around Harry. "You're stuck with me you know, through thick and thin".

"All right, we'll do it. However, once we're there, please try to listen to me will you? From all the sneaking around I had to do with Voldemort, I did learn a few things about not getting caught". Harry finished as he looked into Draco's gray eyes, and leant in to give him a chaste kiss. "Now come on, let's see how far along that worker has gotten with the entertainment center".

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As the movies credits started to roll, Harry picked up the remote, shutting off the DVD player, and their new 60-inch, flat-screen, telly. "Ok, my blond Dragon, it's 8:00, and time to go".

Both young wizards went up to their bedroom, and dressed into a pair of black cargo pants, and black wool turtleneck sweaters. They grabbed their black dragon hide boots, slid them on, and picked up two black backpacks. They each took their broom, shrank it, and placed it inside their packs. Once they dawned their cloaks, and were ready, they made their way downstairs to the fireplace in the study. Harry took a pinch of floo powder, and threw it into the hearth.

"Gamers pub, Paris"! Harry stated, and stepped into the green flames as Draco followed behind.

Inside the small Quidditch pub, the green flames roared to life as Harry staggered out, and Draco gracefully walked out behind him. Draco grabbed Harry's elbow, steadying him, snorted, and began their route out of the pub to the apparation point. Once outside, Draco held out his elbow to Harry, for him to grab onto, for their side-along apparation to Calais. Harry grabbed hold, and with a quick turn of his heel, Draco disapparated, taking them both to a ships dock at Calais. From there, they disapparated again to a dock at Dover. Again, Draco had to steady Harry as he stumbled upon their apparation.

"I swear Harry, as graceful as you are on a broom, why you have never gotten used to flooing, or apparation is beyond me". Draco said with a grin.

"Shut it, you git! Now, grab your broom, and let's be off. According to the map I have, it's about 40 or so miles to Tunbridge". Harry stated as he un-shrunk his broom.

Harry straddled his new Firebolt II, and looked over to see if Draco was ready. At Draco's nod, they kicked off the ground, and took to the air. It was as Draco had said, and Harry hated to admit it. It was cold out, and the wind was cutting his face, even through the warming charm he cast. He looked down at the compass he had, and started to fly due west.

Both men flew for a while, dodging any towns that they went over. Finally, Harry saw what he thought was the town of Tunbridge, and started his descent. Draco followed, and they landed just outside the city limits. When they were both oriented to where they were, Draco looked at the road sign he saw.

"Tonbridge! Harry, you took us to the wrong town"! Draco cried.

"Well, this is it isn't it"? Harry said as he looked at Draco with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

"No you idiot! There is a Tonbridge, and we wanted Tunbridge Wells. The later is where we want to be. Let me see that map, it should be just south of here". Draco said as he grabbed the map to look. He lit his wand, and placed it close to the map. "See Harry, it's just south of here, about 5 miles. You took us to the wrong town. Come on, let's get back into the air, it's a short flight, and I'm freezing my bits off. Now, if I hadn't come along, you would have searched all over this town, and came up short. Glad you brought me along now"?

"Came up short"! Harry mocked with a sneer. He hated it when Draco was right, and he fucked up. "All right, let's go"! Harry exclaimed, as he kicked back off into the air.

This time, Harry followed Draco, and it was a really short flight; only about 5 minutes. Draco found the old manor house easily from using the map. They landed just outside the wards, both shrinking their brooms, and stored them in their packs.

Next, Harry brought out the elder wand, and started in on breaking the wards, as Draco started to add the fake ones, that would call the ministry when the explosives went off. After they were done, they found a place out of the wind, cast disillusionment charms on themselves, and sat back to watch for anyone arriving or exiting the building.

At 11:45 that night, Harry and Draco opened the gates, and proceeded inside the old manor. As soon as they were inside, Harry grabbed his invisibility cloak, and threw it over them both, while keeping the disillusionment charms on them so nobody could see their feet. Next, Harry cast the "Homenum Revelio" spell to look for any guards. Finding none, they began their reconnaissance work.

At 1:00 that morning, Harry and Draco uncovered old records about both their families, and confiscated them. They placed them into their packs, and looked at one last filing cabinet. Inside, they hit the jackpot. What they found was auror records, and the disciplinary actions against them. Harry gave Draco a huge toothy grin, as he shrunk the entire cabinet, and placed it into his pack.

By 1:45, both wizards had placed six timed explosives throughout the old manor, hiding them in the ceilings, and under the ground floor. They quickly made their way outside the building, and stopped cold when they noticed some movement outside the gates. Quickly, Harry aimed the elder wand towards the area that he saw the movement, and cast the 'Muffliato' charm.

"Who do you recon that is"? Harry whispered.

"I don't know, but Kingsley may be having auror's go around to check on these buildings, now that the old auror building went up in flames. I think we need to catch whoever it is, and wipe their memory. I can plant a memory that all is well here tonight, and then we can hall our arse's out of here". Draco whispered back.

"OK, you stay here for the moment behind that hedge". Harry said, and held his hand up to cut Draco off. "They can't see you there with the disillusionment charm on you. I will then fit completely under the cloak, and can't be seen. I will slip up on whomever it is, petrify them, and signal you to come over. We'll obliviate them, and you can modify their memory. I'll release the Petrificus hex, and we'll disapparate".

At Draco's nod, Harry allowed Draco to sneak from under the cloak, and hide behind the hedge bush. Harry then cast a silencing charm on his boots, and sneaked outside the gates. He carefully looked around, and saw someone leaning against a large oak tree, smoking a cigarette. Harry sneaked closer, and saw it was John Dawlish again.

'Damn it'! Harry thought. 'If I keep fucking with his memory, he'll end up in the Janus Thickey Ward at St. Mungo's. Aw hell, here goes nothing'. Harry finished his thought as he lifted the elder wand. "Petrificus Totalus". Harry mumbled.

Harry watched as auror Dawlish stiffened and fell sideways to the ground with a muffled thump. He then waved Draco over, who hurried to his side.

"Damn it, its Dawlish again". Harry stated as he shook his head. "Another memory charm wont hurt him this soon will it"? Harry whispered.

"No, not no more than we have to do to him tonight". Draco replied as he walked over to the fallen auror. "Obliviate". Draco said as he pointed his wand at Dawlish. He then cast the memory modification charm, and told the auror to report that all was fine. "Release him Harry, and let's get the hell out of here".

Harry cast "Finite", and took hold of Draco's arm. With a loud crack, they disapparated back to to the port at Calais, and then back to Paris. From there, they reentered the pub, and flooed back to their villa.

"Merlin that was close"! Harry stated as he threw off his black cloak. "Damn, if I run into Dawlish again, I'm afraid I'll end up damaging him".

"Fuck the prick Harry! He was the one who was going to arrest Dumbledore on Fudge and Umbridge's orders. Father said he was always a suck-up to the higher up's, and was the very reason he was never promoted. Wait until you see his file, as I read some of it before we left. Believe me, he's probably got more disciplinary actions against him then all the rest". Draco said as he started to undress down to his pants. "Kreecher"!

"Masters Malfoy and Potter is back. Can Kreecher be getting anything for you"? Kreecher said after he popped into their bedroom.

"Yes Kreecher, can you get Harry and I a snifter of warm cognac"? Draco asked as he flopped down on the bed.

"Kreecher will be seeing to it sir". Kreecher said as he snapped his fingers and disappeared with a pop.

Harry lay down beside Draco, and propped himself up on several silk pillows that lay on the bed. Draco lay his head over on Harry's shoulder, and Harry began to rub his head. "I'm really proud of you my little dragon. First, I got us lost, and you knew what to do. You also listened to me when I told you to stay back, and that meant the world to me. I might get mad sometimes, but just overlook my temper, yea"?

"What would you ever do without me my lion? I actually enjoyed that little bit of espionage tonight. Plus, we have a ton of blackmail material against the auror department now. If one of us were ever caught, that could come in handy. It could also come in handy in badgering them into passing those laws, along with what you have already done". Draco said, finishing with a yawn.

There was a pop, and Kreecher appeared, holding a small silver try that held two snifters of the golden coloured cognac. "Kreecher will be leaving this on the bedside table. If you need anything else, please let Kreecher know".

"Thanks Kreecher, I don't know what we would do without you"! Harry said as he handed Draco his glass.

Kreecher grinned at Harry, and that was a little unnerving. "Thank you masters, I will be getting to sleep now". Kreecher then snapped his fingers, and was gone from their sight.

Harry took a sip of the warm brandy, and let it slide down his throat. It started to warm him up immediately. "Damn, this is good cognac. That was one of the best presents Lucius gave us, and a whole case of it at that. After this, I just want to cuddle up with you, and sleep tonight off".

"Same here, and then sex in the morning". Draco replied with a cheeky grin, and drank the rest of his brandy.

After both were done with their brandy, they finished undressing, and changed into a pair of black silk pyjamas. Draco's having an embroidered lion on the back of his nightshirt, and Harry's having a dragon. After spooning into Draco, Harry closed his eyes, knowing it would be four more days until the fireworks would begin.




Thanks all for the reviews on New Years From Sète. I thought I would go ahead and start this sequel instead of waiting until Valentines Day. I thought that was too much of a time spread for Harry's movement against the wizarding laws back in Britain.

I have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow, to check and see if I have a possible blood clot in my right thigh. It could postpone finishing this a week, so if it isn't updated, you'll know why. If I'm not in the hospital, I'll try to finish it by tomorrow night, since it's the ninth.

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