Wishing For Darkness
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult +
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10
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11,760
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22
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1
Currently Reading:
1
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An Interlude
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the plot, original characters, and select other things. Harry Potter and Co. are property of JK Rowling, and I make no money off this story.
A/N: I apologize profusely, for my lack of updating. I have been sick and been extremely busy. Getting a few minutes to think about my story has been horribly difficult. I know this is no excuse though. *hangs head in shame* I also fixed an error in my 'legend' so to speak. The thoughts of people don't have the quotations, and are just in italics. Parseltongue has the quotations. Sorry for that.Please enjoy this chapter.
“Mental Speech”
“Speech”
“Parseltongue”
Thoughts
“Flashback”
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya appeared in the middle of a forest clearing. She hissed softly at the slight chill of the night air, annoyed with it. Quickly she moved towards the large manor.
The grounds were covered in beautiful trees and flowers. The grass kept at perfect length. The manor itself, was six stories high. Ivy covered the left side of the black slate, twisting around the towers. Lilies, roses, nightshade, and love lies bleeding flowers swallowed the long path to the home. Several different types of trees, mostly weeping willows and japanese maples were among the flowers.
Aisling fled into the warmth of the home through a magical opening, specifically made for the use of serpents. The runes surrounding it made sure of that. As she made her way through the manor, she encountered many of her siblings, who tried to stop her once they heard what she was about to do.
“Aisling my child, what news do you bring?” came a more elegant and obviously older sounding hiss.
The small black snake slowed, eventually coming to a stop outside a large ornate, polished concrete door, which was covered in enchantments and emerald runes. “I have come to give the Dark One news, about my master,” she replied.
Nagini hissed in annoyance at the reply, for she knew it not to be a pleasing one for her Tom. “Very well, just know he is in a rather bad mood about all of this as it is. He does not enjoy...surprises, as it were.”
Nodding her small head, Aya proceeded into the chamber where Voldemort was seated. Hesitating slightly once she saw him. I deserve a treat after this.. she thought to herself.
*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile, back at Hogwarts, Dumbledore sat in his office. He looked at the orb sitting on his desk, which used to be his method of tracking Harry, which had a large crack running through it now.
Stroking his beard softly, he looked at Fawkes. “All of my careful planning went to waste, didn't it my dear bird,” he said.
Fawkes made no attempt to answer the old man. Instead looking up at the portraits of the previous headmasters. Many of which were glaring at Albus.
“No matter, I shall just have to obliviate him and put blocks on him when he comes back to school, hm?” he said as he stood, eyes twinkling madly as he exited the office.
Fawkes fluffed up in anger, took one last look around the place he had called home for many years, and flew out the window. It seems, I will finally be able to reveal my true master.
*~*~*~*~*
Harry looked up, feeling the shift in the atmosphere around him. He smiled slightly as he noticed Aisling, making her way through the study. He smiled slightly, and closed his book.
“The Dark One is not pleased with you, but he said that in a fortnight, he may come unexpectedly,” she hissed quietly. She coiled herself around a statue in front of the fireplace, promptly falling asleep.
Harry rubbed the bridge of his nose, swearing underneath his breath. Standing up, he carefully placed his book under the stack on the table. Reaching out he ran one hand over Aya's scales, before leaving the room. Reaching out mentally he contacted his mate. “Draco...? Are you busy?” he questioned.
After a moment he heard a faint response. “The ministry is here asking about you. If you're alright, I will talk to you when they depart.”
“Alright, if you require assistance, I'm just a thought away.” the dark haired teen sighed deeply. Quickly rounding the corner, walking through the barrier to the inner courtyard. Harry smiled and closed his eyes, smelling the incoming rain. “I missed this...,” he said quietly, as he sat down.
*~*~*~*~*
“That was a priceless tome you've just destroyed!” Draco hissed angrily. He was becoming more irritated as the moments passed by. “This has nothing to do with the bloody boy-who-lived. Rest assured you will be paying for my tome,” he sneered.
“That had information on how the Aurora Ritual should be done. Which has been outlawed since the 1870's,” a nameless auror said snobbishly.
The teen growled warningly. Making said auror back out of the library slowly. Draco sat down, after flinging the door shut. Blinking tiredly, he stared out of the window. He'd been so tired lately that he just couldn't get out of his odd mood. Sighing he decided he would see what Harry had wanted.
“Harry?” he asked. Leaning farther into the chair he was seated upon.
“Is everything going alright there? The aurors haven't done anything to you?” came the soft reply, making Draco smile at the careful prodding of Harry's mental presence.
“No, they destroyed an irreplaceable book of mine, and minor harassment. That's all though. No need to worry.”
Harry's next question came much more quietly, almost as if he didn't want to be heard. Which was ridiculous to Draco even as he thought it. “Have you heard anything from your father, regarding certain evil lords lately?”
Blond brows furrowed in thought, trying to recall anything that might be relevant. “No, why?”
“He's rather angry with me, according to Aya, for telling him no...to sum it up quickly, that is.” the mental sigh resounding through Draco's mind, spoke for his mate's own tiredness.
“I see. I will let you know if I hear anything from father. In the meantime, we should both get some rest,” he said.
“You more than I,” Harry said, not thinking it would be heard.
Draco sent a mental image of him forcing Harry to sleep. “Don't make me come and go through with that.”
Harry laughed, sending one back of them cuddling together. “Sleep well, Draco.”
Draco smiled, and held onto the mental image. “You as well.”
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A/N: I am super sorry once again. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, however short it was x.x. I will probably have to keep doing short chapters since there's no way I can do long ones, if I want to actually update frequently. Thanks to anyone and everyone who is still reading my story.
A/N: I apologize profusely, for my lack of updating. I have been sick and been extremely busy. Getting a few minutes to think about my story has been horribly difficult. I know this is no excuse though. *hangs head in shame* I also fixed an error in my 'legend' so to speak. The thoughts of people don't have the quotations, and are just in italics. Parseltongue has the quotations. Sorry for that.Please enjoy this chapter.
“Mental Speech”
“Speech”
“Parseltongue”
Thoughts
“Flashback”
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Aya appeared in the middle of a forest clearing. She hissed softly at the slight chill of the night air, annoyed with it. Quickly she moved towards the large manor.
The grounds were covered in beautiful trees and flowers. The grass kept at perfect length. The manor itself, was six stories high. Ivy covered the left side of the black slate, twisting around the towers. Lilies, roses, nightshade, and love lies bleeding flowers swallowed the long path to the home. Several different types of trees, mostly weeping willows and japanese maples were among the flowers.
Aisling fled into the warmth of the home through a magical opening, specifically made for the use of serpents. The runes surrounding it made sure of that. As she made her way through the manor, she encountered many of her siblings, who tried to stop her once they heard what she was about to do.
“Aisling my child, what news do you bring?” came a more elegant and obviously older sounding hiss.
The small black snake slowed, eventually coming to a stop outside a large ornate, polished concrete door, which was covered in enchantments and emerald runes. “I have come to give the Dark One news, about my master,” she replied.
Nagini hissed in annoyance at the reply, for she knew it not to be a pleasing one for her Tom. “Very well, just know he is in a rather bad mood about all of this as it is. He does not enjoy...surprises, as it were.”
Nodding her small head, Aya proceeded into the chamber where Voldemort was seated. Hesitating slightly once she saw him. I deserve a treat after this.. she thought to herself.
*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile, back at Hogwarts, Dumbledore sat in his office. He looked at the orb sitting on his desk, which used to be his method of tracking Harry, which had a large crack running through it now.
Stroking his beard softly, he looked at Fawkes. “All of my careful planning went to waste, didn't it my dear bird,” he said.
Fawkes made no attempt to answer the old man. Instead looking up at the portraits of the previous headmasters. Many of which were glaring at Albus.
“No matter, I shall just have to obliviate him and put blocks on him when he comes back to school, hm?” he said as he stood, eyes twinkling madly as he exited the office.
Fawkes fluffed up in anger, took one last look around the place he had called home for many years, and flew out the window. It seems, I will finally be able to reveal my true master.
*~*~*~*~*
Harry looked up, feeling the shift in the atmosphere around him. He smiled slightly as he noticed Aisling, making her way through the study. He smiled slightly, and closed his book.
“The Dark One is not pleased with you, but he said that in a fortnight, he may come unexpectedly,” she hissed quietly. She coiled herself around a statue in front of the fireplace, promptly falling asleep.
Harry rubbed the bridge of his nose, swearing underneath his breath. Standing up, he carefully placed his book under the stack on the table. Reaching out he ran one hand over Aya's scales, before leaving the room. Reaching out mentally he contacted his mate. “Draco...? Are you busy?” he questioned.
After a moment he heard a faint response. “The ministry is here asking about you. If you're alright, I will talk to you when they depart.”
“Alright, if you require assistance, I'm just a thought away.” the dark haired teen sighed deeply. Quickly rounding the corner, walking through the barrier to the inner courtyard. Harry smiled and closed his eyes, smelling the incoming rain. “I missed this...,” he said quietly, as he sat down.
*~*~*~*~*
“That was a priceless tome you've just destroyed!” Draco hissed angrily. He was becoming more irritated as the moments passed by. “This has nothing to do with the bloody boy-who-lived. Rest assured you will be paying for my tome,” he sneered.
“That had information on how the Aurora Ritual should be done. Which has been outlawed since the 1870's,” a nameless auror said snobbishly.
The teen growled warningly. Making said auror back out of the library slowly. Draco sat down, after flinging the door shut. Blinking tiredly, he stared out of the window. He'd been so tired lately that he just couldn't get out of his odd mood. Sighing he decided he would see what Harry had wanted.
“Harry?” he asked. Leaning farther into the chair he was seated upon.
“Is everything going alright there? The aurors haven't done anything to you?” came the soft reply, making Draco smile at the careful prodding of Harry's mental presence.
“No, they destroyed an irreplaceable book of mine, and minor harassment. That's all though. No need to worry.”
Harry's next question came much more quietly, almost as if he didn't want to be heard. Which was ridiculous to Draco even as he thought it. “Have you heard anything from your father, regarding certain evil lords lately?”
Blond brows furrowed in thought, trying to recall anything that might be relevant. “No, why?”
“He's rather angry with me, according to Aya, for telling him no...to sum it up quickly, that is.” the mental sigh resounding through Draco's mind, spoke for his mate's own tiredness.
“I see. I will let you know if I hear anything from father. In the meantime, we should both get some rest,” he said.
“You more than I,” Harry said, not thinking it would be heard.
Draco sent a mental image of him forcing Harry to sleep. “Don't make me come and go through with that.”
Harry laughed, sending one back of them cuddling together. “Sleep well, Draco.”
Draco smiled, and held onto the mental image. “You as well.”
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A/N: I am super sorry once again. I hope you enjoyed this chapter, however short it was x.x. I will probably have to keep doing short chapters since there's no way I can do long ones, if I want to actually update frequently. Thanks to anyone and everyone who is still reading my story.