Last Hope
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
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4,875
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17
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Last Hope
A/N – This is a response to a challenge by hieisdragon18. Were Harry founds out about a Dragon inheritance at 16 or 17. I also know that Admiral Shadow Wolf is also doing the challenge and her story is call Dragon Spawn. I hope you read hers too and enjoy both. This is my first HP fanfic and will try my damnedest to do my best. I will have choppy updates but will try to hit every 10 to 14 days. Sorry owning your own businesses (yes more then one) keeps my on my toes. But the good news is I have about 5 chapters mapped out.
Once again thanks to my great beta Pixifyre. You now I can't do this with out you girl.
Summary: After a kidnapping on the night before his 16th birthday, Harry finds out that there is more to him and his birth than anyone knew. Challenge fic from hieisdragon18
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Another perfectly normal night descended upon Privet Drive. The summer heat cooling slowly across the perfectly trimmed lawn, behind well-kept fences. The late night showed lights behind windows as families were setting down for the night. Behind the door of Number 4, an overly large father and son were watching Telly. A mother was reading. And another boy up in his room behind a closed door was reading a text on Advanced Charms. But outside the door, in the perfect night stood two cloaked figures. If one was watching the step they would have thought they had seen the two beings appear out of thin air, and they would be right.
“Wow, how do you think the old Sect Master would react to find his successor growing up in a place so conventional for the last fifteen years?”
“There is nothing wrong with muggles living in a suburb.”
“But he is a wizard not a muggle, what's he doing here living with muggles anyway?”
“We are not here to ask questions, just to get the boy for the Head Counsel tonight.”
“Fine, Fine don't get your nickers in a twist.” The cloaked frame stepped to the door only to step back quickly. “Well we best be fast, there are some old blood wards here, nothing I cant break, but the warning wards are new and will go off before I can disarm them.”
“The blood wards were here to protect our target?”
“I think so, if the facts about his parents deaths are legitimate, then the wizards would want to protect him. Just why the suburbs, yuck.”
“Yes, yes you hate muggle housing developments. Can we get going we don't have much time and we must get him back before midnight and before the warning wards send someone to hinder our mission.”
Both beings turned back the front door of Number 4 Privet Drive. The shorter of the two held out his hand and deep purple light radiated from the palm. A soft crackling noise was heard as the blood wards fell. “OK Alexei, the blood wards are down. Lets hurry, before this neighborhood makes me want to buy his and her towels.”
“Nadeem your humor fails to impress, and is not needed.” The taller cloaked body stepped to the door and with a wave of his hand the wooden door shattered inward. Hearing a mumbled, “subtle much”, from his companion behind him, Alexei, stepped into the house on Privet Drive, to retrieve one Harry James Potter.
@~~~`~~,~~~~
Harry was spending the night before his birthday in his room reading his fifth year Charms book. The year was confusing, with Umbridge, his O.W.L's and almost losing his Godfather at the Ministry when Voldemort attacked. Now he was sitting on his bed just reviewing. His decision to become an Auror meant more studying and harder work over these next two years. All of which would be hard enough without a crazy world domineering loon after his life.
Using a pen as a “wand” Harry was in the middle of practicing a advanced charm for silencing someones voice, a helpful charm for the next time he had to hear Draco spout his pureblood mouth off. Getting the hand movements and timing of the enchantment was always something Harry had to work on.
“Damnum vox vocis. Damnum vox... Shit!” A loud explosion almost rocked Harry off the bed. Grabbing his wand from under his pillow, he ran out to see what could have cause all the noise. He heard his Uncle yelling from the stairwell about “freaks destroying his door.”
Landing on the first floor in a rush Harry took in the scene before him. His Uncle face was red as a tomato and he was sprouting insults and threats to the two men in cloaks standing just inside of the door way. His Aunt was perched on the settee, eyes wide and face pale in shock. Surprisingly his cousin, Dudley, was standing next to his dad trying to calm Uncle Vernon down. Seeing Harry out of the corner of his eye, Dudley sightly pleaded with Harry to help him.
Moving his body between Vernon and the two strangers, Harry lifted his wand at the intruders. It was then that Harry noticed that the two 'men' were not men. Behind him his Uncle was ranting about “not needing his Freak of a nephew to protect him from home wreaking Freaks” and other such things. The two beings before him were hissing and growling between themselves, and Harry surprisingly could pick up some of the exchange with Parseltongue. Phases like “that's him” and “must hurry” were picked up. The larger of the two stepped forward and pulled the hood down from the cloak, reveling his deep tanned skin. His golden snake like eyes stared straight at Harry. Who ever these people were, they were neither muggle nor wizard.
“Harry James Potter, we have been looking for you.”
“So these Freaks are here to look for you boy? I was told that they couldn't hurt us or destroy my home.” bellowed his large Uncle behind him.
“Uncle Vernon, they are not wizards. I don't even think they are human.” Harry used his wand to point at the strangers still standing in the entry way.
“You are right Harry James Potter,” said the smaller of the two. Lowering his cloak Harry saw that his skin had a coal black coloring to it, his eyes black with flecks of deep red. “We are not wizards. We are from a line of Dragons called Dragon Mages. Now, as much as I would love to stay and chat with you we are running out of time. Alexei we need to leave now, the wards have been set off, and the friendly Neighborhood Wizard Watch will be coming soon.”
“Time to come with us Harry James Potter.” the Dragon named Alexei began to move towards Harry.
“Shit! Stupefy!”
@~~~`~~,~~~~
Albus Dumbledore stepped outside of the fireplace at Number 12 Grimmauld Place, currently the main headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix. Hopefully there were plenty of Order members in the residence. Not knowing what they would walk into when they check out Number 4 Privet Drive was unnerving. As soon as the alarms at Harry's home went off the Headmaster had departed to the headquarters via the floo.
“Sirius, I need to talk to you” the head master yelled as he walked into the kitchen where hopefully he would see someone. Walking into the large warm kitchen Albus found Sirius Black, Harry's Godfather as well as Lupin Remus, Sirius best friend and werewolf.
“Good. Sirius, are any other Order members in?”
“Just Snape. Why?”
“The blood wards were activated at Harry's house. Lupin get Severus, I don't know what we will find when we get there and I want to be prepared. I don't know if it will be safe for you to go Sirius. You are still a wanted man.”
“Albus, if you think for one minute that I'll sit back when my Godson is in trouble again, you're as crazy as the Dark Lord claims.”
“Sirius, I just don't want you to lose your head and get caught while I am trying to clear your name. We almost lost you last summer in the Ministry. ”
“I know, but I am not leaving Harry behind to save my skin.”
Just then Lupin came back in with the Potions Master complete with the trademark scowl on his face. “So I hear that Mr. Potter has got himself into some misfortune again. Glad to see your rubbing off on him Black.”
“Shut it Snape!”
“Boys,” the headmaster interjected. “We don't have time to have this spat. To get to where we are going we have to apparate, since the house is not on the floo network.”
@~~~`~~,~~~~
Mafalda Hopkirk from the Department of Improper Use of Magic, walked out of the Minister of Magic's office. Having just receive notice of use of underage magic at the home of Harry Potter, again. Ms. Hopkirk could not wait to inform the Minister herself. Last year Harry Potter got off on the charge of using magic while underage around muggles. But, this year, this time, Fudge and the ministry would see Mr. Potter found guilty. Right now Fudge was gathering Aurors he trusted to visit Harry at his home. And bring him in.
Once again thanks to my great beta Pixifyre. You now I can't do this with out you girl.
Summary: After a kidnapping on the night before his 16th birthday, Harry finds out that there is more to him and his birth than anyone knew. Challenge fic from hieisdragon18
@~~~`~~,~~~~
Another perfectly normal night descended upon Privet Drive. The summer heat cooling slowly across the perfectly trimmed lawn, behind well-kept fences. The late night showed lights behind windows as families were setting down for the night. Behind the door of Number 4, an overly large father and son were watching Telly. A mother was reading. And another boy up in his room behind a closed door was reading a text on Advanced Charms. But outside the door, in the perfect night stood two cloaked figures. If one was watching the step they would have thought they had seen the two beings appear out of thin air, and they would be right.
“Wow, how do you think the old Sect Master would react to find his successor growing up in a place so conventional for the last fifteen years?”
“There is nothing wrong with muggles living in a suburb.”
“But he is a wizard not a muggle, what's he doing here living with muggles anyway?”
“We are not here to ask questions, just to get the boy for the Head Counsel tonight.”
“Fine, Fine don't get your nickers in a twist.” The cloaked frame stepped to the door only to step back quickly. “Well we best be fast, there are some old blood wards here, nothing I cant break, but the warning wards are new and will go off before I can disarm them.”
“The blood wards were here to protect our target?”
“I think so, if the facts about his parents deaths are legitimate, then the wizards would want to protect him. Just why the suburbs, yuck.”
“Yes, yes you hate muggle housing developments. Can we get going we don't have much time and we must get him back before midnight and before the warning wards send someone to hinder our mission.”
Both beings turned back the front door of Number 4 Privet Drive. The shorter of the two held out his hand and deep purple light radiated from the palm. A soft crackling noise was heard as the blood wards fell. “OK Alexei, the blood wards are down. Lets hurry, before this neighborhood makes me want to buy his and her towels.”
“Nadeem your humor fails to impress, and is not needed.” The taller cloaked body stepped to the door and with a wave of his hand the wooden door shattered inward. Hearing a mumbled, “subtle much”, from his companion behind him, Alexei, stepped into the house on Privet Drive, to retrieve one Harry James Potter.
@~~~`~~,~~~~
Harry was spending the night before his birthday in his room reading his fifth year Charms book. The year was confusing, with Umbridge, his O.W.L's and almost losing his Godfather at the Ministry when Voldemort attacked. Now he was sitting on his bed just reviewing. His decision to become an Auror meant more studying and harder work over these next two years. All of which would be hard enough without a crazy world domineering loon after his life.
Using a pen as a “wand” Harry was in the middle of practicing a advanced charm for silencing someones voice, a helpful charm for the next time he had to hear Draco spout his pureblood mouth off. Getting the hand movements and timing of the enchantment was always something Harry had to work on.
“Damnum vox vocis. Damnum vox... Shit!” A loud explosion almost rocked Harry off the bed. Grabbing his wand from under his pillow, he ran out to see what could have cause all the noise. He heard his Uncle yelling from the stairwell about “freaks destroying his door.”
Landing on the first floor in a rush Harry took in the scene before him. His Uncle face was red as a tomato and he was sprouting insults and threats to the two men in cloaks standing just inside of the door way. His Aunt was perched on the settee, eyes wide and face pale in shock. Surprisingly his cousin, Dudley, was standing next to his dad trying to calm Uncle Vernon down. Seeing Harry out of the corner of his eye, Dudley sightly pleaded with Harry to help him.
Moving his body between Vernon and the two strangers, Harry lifted his wand at the intruders. It was then that Harry noticed that the two 'men' were not men. Behind him his Uncle was ranting about “not needing his Freak of a nephew to protect him from home wreaking Freaks” and other such things. The two beings before him were hissing and growling between themselves, and Harry surprisingly could pick up some of the exchange with Parseltongue. Phases like “that's him” and “must hurry” were picked up. The larger of the two stepped forward and pulled the hood down from the cloak, reveling his deep tanned skin. His golden snake like eyes stared straight at Harry. Who ever these people were, they were neither muggle nor wizard.
“Harry James Potter, we have been looking for you.”
“So these Freaks are here to look for you boy? I was told that they couldn't hurt us or destroy my home.” bellowed his large Uncle behind him.
“Uncle Vernon, they are not wizards. I don't even think they are human.” Harry used his wand to point at the strangers still standing in the entry way.
“You are right Harry James Potter,” said the smaller of the two. Lowering his cloak Harry saw that his skin had a coal black coloring to it, his eyes black with flecks of deep red. “We are not wizards. We are from a line of Dragons called Dragon Mages. Now, as much as I would love to stay and chat with you we are running out of time. Alexei we need to leave now, the wards have been set off, and the friendly Neighborhood Wizard Watch will be coming soon.”
“Time to come with us Harry James Potter.” the Dragon named Alexei began to move towards Harry.
“Shit! Stupefy!”
@~~~`~~,~~~~
Albus Dumbledore stepped outside of the fireplace at Number 12 Grimmauld Place, currently the main headquarters for the Order of the Phoenix. Hopefully there were plenty of Order members in the residence. Not knowing what they would walk into when they check out Number 4 Privet Drive was unnerving. As soon as the alarms at Harry's home went off the Headmaster had departed to the headquarters via the floo.
“Sirius, I need to talk to you” the head master yelled as he walked into the kitchen where hopefully he would see someone. Walking into the large warm kitchen Albus found Sirius Black, Harry's Godfather as well as Lupin Remus, Sirius best friend and werewolf.
“Good. Sirius, are any other Order members in?”
“Just Snape. Why?”
“The blood wards were activated at Harry's house. Lupin get Severus, I don't know what we will find when we get there and I want to be prepared. I don't know if it will be safe for you to go Sirius. You are still a wanted man.”
“Albus, if you think for one minute that I'll sit back when my Godson is in trouble again, you're as crazy as the Dark Lord claims.”
“Sirius, I just don't want you to lose your head and get caught while I am trying to clear your name. We almost lost you last summer in the Ministry. ”
“I know, but I am not leaving Harry behind to save my skin.”
Just then Lupin came back in with the Potions Master complete with the trademark scowl on his face. “So I hear that Mr. Potter has got himself into some misfortune again. Glad to see your rubbing off on him Black.”
“Shut it Snape!”
“Boys,” the headmaster interjected. “We don't have time to have this spat. To get to where we are going we have to apparate, since the house is not on the floo network.”
@~~~`~~,~~~~
Mafalda Hopkirk from the Department of Improper Use of Magic, walked out of the Minister of Magic's office. Having just receive notice of use of underage magic at the home of Harry Potter, again. Ms. Hopkirk could not wait to inform the Minister herself. Last year Harry Potter got off on the charge of using magic while underage around muggles. But, this year, this time, Fudge and the ministry would see Mr. Potter found guilty. Right now Fudge was gathering Aurors he trusted to visit Harry at his home. And bring him in.