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Chapter 16
Chapter 16
A/N: I'm really sorry about the wait, I hope this helps a bit.. I also apologize for the spacing. It wouldn't work right for me, this was the best I could get it...`
After they broke their connection with the twins, Draco fell into troubled dreams.
Lucius hovered over his badly bleeding body. Draco was barely conscious, but he still heard his ‘father’s’ words clearly.
“I hope you remember this Draconis. You are a Malfoy. Malfoy’s are the highest. In EVERYTHING! If I hear of that Potter boy beating you again in that game, this will seem like a gentle touch.”
Draco knew by then that it was best to stay silent. If he tried to defend himself, the pain would be much,
much worse.
“Now get up. Your grades come back soon. You better hope they are at the top.”
Inside Draco blanched, and started to shake, while showing no emotion on the outside. He knew what his
place was. He was the Malfoy heir, nothing more, nothing less.
The dream flashed ahead a few years. His mother had sent him a note, via the House Elves. She couldn’t’ve been
bothered to deliver it herself. It seemed that his father had been freed from Azkaban. His mother’s cold writing
burned through his mind. He was going to get marked. He had planned on running to his godfather. While he knew
that Sev was a spy, it would be the one safe place where his parents couldn’t reach him.
He was running round his room, trying to pack the few necessities he needed, but it was pointless. Just as
he was about to leave, his door burst open, and his father stormed in. “Time to go, son.”
The next time Draco regained consciousness, he was tied up. “Now listen to me, boy. You will not move. You
will not make a sound, when our Lord marks you. You know what will happen if you do. You are the Malfoy heir,
remember that.”
Draco found his voice. “I will not. I refuse the mark, father. I have no desire to become a slave like
you.”
The cane left a bleeding trail in its wake, as it was smashed against the boy’s face. “Listen to me.”
Lucius’s eyes glared a cold ice. “You will get this mark. You will serve our Lord, in any manner he deems fit.
Now. Crucio.”
As Draco escaped into his mind, his father continued to physically and magically abuse his body.
An idea dawned. It would take immense work and skill, but he was sure that he could pull it off.
After a few hours, Lucius finally let up. Draco regained awareness, and turned to face him. He refused to
think about the fact that hours of torture seemed normal, and how he was still able to function to his father’s
expectations. “Thank you father. You were able to remove the spell.”
Lucius narrowed his eyes. “What spell?”
Draco managed to look incensed. “The fool placed some sort of impulse on me so I wouldn’t want to join our
Lord. You know there’s nothing I’d rather do.”
After a moment of deeply searching his thought, Lucius was convinced. “Good. Come along. He’s waiting.”
Draco didn’t dare show any signs of relief, even in his mind. Sev had taught him well in that aspect.
The dream skipped again. This time he was living with Harry. While Draco was considered off limits, Harry could
still be beaten. It was something that his uncle indulged in, a lot. The bedroom door slammed open, and a battered
Harry was dumped unceremoniously on the floor.
Vernon glared at the shocked look Draco’s face showed for a split second, before going blank again. “Clean him up.”
The door slammed behind his bulky figure and the locks were clicked into place. Draco jumped up as soon as
the door was shut, and ran to Harry.
He couldn’t stop the tears from falling this time. The boy looked so broken. His uncle had really done a
number on him this time.
“Dray?” Harry coughed, and whimpered in pain was broken ribs rubbed together. Blood bubbling out of his
mouth.
“Ri. It’ll be okay. I’ll fix you. You can do this. Just hold on please, I’ll get help.”
“Hurry ‘Co.”
Draco didn’t need to be told twice. Loathing to leave Harry’s side, he ran to the desk, and laying there
was a mirror. He grabbed the mirror and frantically yelled for his godfather.
“What Draco? It better be important.”
“Harry’s dying Sev.”
Sev’s eyes widened slightly. The only sign that he was actually worried.
“Stay with him Draco. Try to keep him alive as possible. I’m coming.”
The mirror went blank as Sev ran around getting potions. Draco went back to where Harry was laying.
Knowing from experience not to move his friend’s body, he tried to make the floor as comfortable as possible.
Harry had lapsed back into unconsciousness and no matter what Draco tried, Harry wouldn’t wake back up.
The sound of someone running up the stars brought Draco’s thoughts back to the present, only to see someone else
where Harry was. “What the fuck??” Draco jumped up and grabbed his wand.
The door slammed open as Sev fell through. He stared at the body of the boy in shock. “Liam?” he
whispered.
“Uncle Sev? SEV!” The potions master looked blankly at Draco before his eyes focused on the blonde. He
kneeled down next to the boy and tried to pour potions down his throat.
“Draco, help me!”
Draco made a split second decision, and crouched next to his godfather. “Here.” He shoved vials into the
boy’s waiting hands.
Draco started pouring the potions into the boy’s mouth, and massaging his throat to get him to swallow.
Sev gathered his magic into his hands and shot it directly into the boy’s chest, in hopes of getting his
body to restart. Twice he did this before the boy’s chest started to rise and fall on its own accord, and his
heart started to beat again.
“Sev, what happened?” Draco asked.
Sev didn’t take his eyes off the prone body on the floor. “Wait. I’m going to only explain everything
once.” Draco only nodded.
The boy coughed. “Dray?”
“I’m here.”
The boy blinked his eyes a few times to try and clear them. Glancing to the side, Draco was able to see
the boy’s eyes widen in shock as he caught a glimpse of Sev. “Da?”
The next day, the Palleschi twins tracked down Liam and Draco.
“What can we help you two with?”
The twins looked at each other, before Meg blurted out. “Was it all real?”
Draco nodded. “Yeah.”
The twins went pale, and seemed to be at a loss at words; if their opening and closing of mouths were any
indication.
“We can’t really tell you anything but we can’t have Da loose everyone; and for our own slavish reasons
too, but please, leave England. Stay safe.”
“What would’ve happened?” Joe asked, still skeptical.
The professors shared a sigh before Liam started to talk. “After the spell was in place, Dumbledore made it his personal mission to incapacitate all of Da’s friends and family. Four he killed, 1 was driven insane, 1 was
innocent, but sent to Azkaban without a trial, 1 corrupted into spying, and turning traitor. The last was
discriminated against because of being a werewolf. Dumbledore was behind all those restraining laws. And Da was
forced to spy on Voldemort. You remember Gin, right?”
The twins nodded.
“Your son becomes her husband,” he directed towards Meg.
“You become our favorite Aunt and Uncle,” Draco interjected, trying to lighten the situation.
“Isn’t this going to change the future?” Meg asked.
“Yeah, but we’re hoping that if you guys stay in America, it won’t have as much as of an effect. Plus
it’ll help Da a lot; an' he won’t kill us when he finds out what we did.
When the twins were ready to leave, Liam pulled Meg aside. “This is for you,” he said as he gave her a
letter. “Don’t show anyone, besides Joe an' Jay. Burn it after you read it, or something, hopefully it’ll help.”
She pocketed the letter with a nod.
“Thanks, you two,” Draco said once Liam and Meg came back. “I hope you understand our situation. And I
assume it goes without saying that this is on the DL.” The twins just gave them identical looks of annoyance.
“Thank you.”
The boys watched as the twins made their way out of the room, both hoping that this didn’t blow up in
their faces.
Draco sighed, “That went well.”
Liam nodded. “Well, we do know that they listened to us, ‘cause they are in our future, or will be…
whatever.”
“Don’t stress yourself, Lee. It’s not worth it. All we need to know is that Aunt Meg and Uncle Joe are
alive, and we have Uncle Jay. Gin marries Dae and Uncle Sev gets his two closest friends back. Not to mention
Uncles Moony and Paddy.”
Liam laughed, “I remember Da’s reaction to them knocking on our door.” Draco laughed also, “That was
great.”
FLASHBACK
It was a few months after Voldemort’s defeat. Liam, Draco, and Ginny were lounging in the sitting room, either
watching to TV or fooling around on their laptops. They had Sev install many Muggle things in the house that
previous summer. Ginny had been staying with the boys since then. “Getting away from an overbearing mother” was
her only response when asked why. Well that, and the fact that she needed a new wardrobe in styles that her
parents wouldn’t understand. They let it go.
The quite atmosphere was shattered when there was a knock on the front door. The three looked up, and then
glanced at each other. Death Eaters wouldn’t knock, and everyone they knew would Floo or Apparate in. Sev couldn’t
hear anything; he was in his lab, surrounded by multiple wards.
Liam stood up. Draco and Ginny a hairs breath behind him.
Using the Peep spell, Liam saw that it was four people. Three about his father’s age, the other looked to
be about Ginny’s age.
Opening the door, he politely invited them inside. The barrier spell would’ve activated if they were a
threat.
“Can I help you?” Liam asked, once they were seated comfortably.
The woman smiled. “Yes, I was wondering if Sev was home.”
The kids looked at each other in shock; no one called Sev, Sev. “Uh, yeah. He’s down in his lab. If you’ll
excuse one of us, we’ll go get him for you.
“Of course.”
Draco was the one to get up and go get Sev. Ginny was to busy staring at the boy, and Liam was busy
playing host.
“I should introduce myself,” she continued. “My name is Megan Gulyas. This,” she waved her hand at the man
sitting next to her, “is my husband, Jay. And that,” she indicated the other man, “is my twin, Joe. And last,” she
gestured to the boy, “is my son Daemon. He’s 16.” There was only a hint of her British accent when she spoke. But
they could still hear it mixed in underneath the American.
“Nice to meet you. This is Ginny Weasley. The boy who left is Draco Malfoy,” he paused a second to gauge
their reactions; there was none. “And I’m Liam Snape.”
Meg turned to her twin and hit him. “See! I told you he was Lil an Sev’s kid.”
Liam paled. “You know?”
Her answer was cut off when Sev walked through the doorway. “May I ask-” He trailed off. “Meg? Joe? Jay?”
All three got looks of pure mischief. “Hey Sevvie,” Meg replied. “Long time, no see.”
But Sev didn’t respond, on account of being passed out on the floor.
END
“You know. Their teasing finally makes sense. I just thought that’s how they were, but they knew we’d be
getting together in this time.”
“Yeah. It also explains Da’s attitude towards Gred and Forge. They remind him of Aunt Meg and Uncle Joe.”
“Yeah. That’s true. He did help them out a bit even when he was being an evil git.”
“Exactly.”
“Then Gin started dating Dae. As if we couldn’t see that one a mile away.”
Draco laughed. “As I recall, you were pretty oblivious of it.”
Liam blushed a dull red, and hit his boyfriend. “Shuddup. I so did not.”
Draco only laughed. “You know I’m right.”
Tired of the argument, but not willing to admit that Draco was right, Liam kissed Draco. Needless to say,
their minds turned to more pleasurable things.
A/N: this explains mostly everything, i hope. All that's left is the few chapters to tie it all together and wrap it up... a thing a lot harder then it sounds... But I hope this helps....
A/N: I'm really sorry about the wait, I hope this helps a bit.. I also apologize for the spacing. It wouldn't work right for me, this was the best I could get it...`
After they broke their connection with the twins, Draco fell into troubled dreams.
Lucius hovered over his badly bleeding body. Draco was barely conscious, but he still heard his ‘father’s’ words clearly.
“I hope you remember this Draconis. You are a Malfoy. Malfoy’s are the highest. In EVERYTHING! If I hear of that Potter boy beating you again in that game, this will seem like a gentle touch.”
Draco knew by then that it was best to stay silent. If he tried to defend himself, the pain would be much,
much worse.
“Now get up. Your grades come back soon. You better hope they are at the top.”
Inside Draco blanched, and started to shake, while showing no emotion on the outside. He knew what his
place was. He was the Malfoy heir, nothing more, nothing less.
The dream flashed ahead a few years. His mother had sent him a note, via the House Elves. She couldn’t’ve been
bothered to deliver it herself. It seemed that his father had been freed from Azkaban. His mother’s cold writing
burned through his mind. He was going to get marked. He had planned on running to his godfather. While he knew
that Sev was a spy, it would be the one safe place where his parents couldn’t reach him.
He was running round his room, trying to pack the few necessities he needed, but it was pointless. Just as
he was about to leave, his door burst open, and his father stormed in. “Time to go, son.”
The next time Draco regained consciousness, he was tied up. “Now listen to me, boy. You will not move. You
will not make a sound, when our Lord marks you. You know what will happen if you do. You are the Malfoy heir,
remember that.”
Draco found his voice. “I will not. I refuse the mark, father. I have no desire to become a slave like
you.”
The cane left a bleeding trail in its wake, as it was smashed against the boy’s face. “Listen to me.”
Lucius’s eyes glared a cold ice. “You will get this mark. You will serve our Lord, in any manner he deems fit.
Now. Crucio.”
As Draco escaped into his mind, his father continued to physically and magically abuse his body.
An idea dawned. It would take immense work and skill, but he was sure that he could pull it off.
After a few hours, Lucius finally let up. Draco regained awareness, and turned to face him. He refused to
think about the fact that hours of torture seemed normal, and how he was still able to function to his father’s
expectations. “Thank you father. You were able to remove the spell.”
Lucius narrowed his eyes. “What spell?”
Draco managed to look incensed. “The fool placed some sort of impulse on me so I wouldn’t want to join our
Lord. You know there’s nothing I’d rather do.”
After a moment of deeply searching his thought, Lucius was convinced. “Good. Come along. He’s waiting.”
Draco didn’t dare show any signs of relief, even in his mind. Sev had taught him well in that aspect.
The dream skipped again. This time he was living with Harry. While Draco was considered off limits, Harry could
still be beaten. It was something that his uncle indulged in, a lot. The bedroom door slammed open, and a battered
Harry was dumped unceremoniously on the floor.
Vernon glared at the shocked look Draco’s face showed for a split second, before going blank again. “Clean him up.”
The door slammed behind his bulky figure and the locks were clicked into place. Draco jumped up as soon as
the door was shut, and ran to Harry.
He couldn’t stop the tears from falling this time. The boy looked so broken. His uncle had really done a
number on him this time.
“Dray?” Harry coughed, and whimpered in pain was broken ribs rubbed together. Blood bubbling out of his
mouth.
“Ri. It’ll be okay. I’ll fix you. You can do this. Just hold on please, I’ll get help.”
“Hurry ‘Co.”
Draco didn’t need to be told twice. Loathing to leave Harry’s side, he ran to the desk, and laying there
was a mirror. He grabbed the mirror and frantically yelled for his godfather.
“What Draco? It better be important.”
“Harry’s dying Sev.”
Sev’s eyes widened slightly. The only sign that he was actually worried.
“Stay with him Draco. Try to keep him alive as possible. I’m coming.”
The mirror went blank as Sev ran around getting potions. Draco went back to where Harry was laying.
Knowing from experience not to move his friend’s body, he tried to make the floor as comfortable as possible.
Harry had lapsed back into unconsciousness and no matter what Draco tried, Harry wouldn’t wake back up.
The sound of someone running up the stars brought Draco’s thoughts back to the present, only to see someone else
where Harry was. “What the fuck??” Draco jumped up and grabbed his wand.
The door slammed open as Sev fell through. He stared at the body of the boy in shock. “Liam?” he
whispered.
“Uncle Sev? SEV!” The potions master looked blankly at Draco before his eyes focused on the blonde. He
kneeled down next to the boy and tried to pour potions down his throat.
“Draco, help me!”
Draco made a split second decision, and crouched next to his godfather. “Here.” He shoved vials into the
boy’s waiting hands.
Draco started pouring the potions into the boy’s mouth, and massaging his throat to get him to swallow.
Sev gathered his magic into his hands and shot it directly into the boy’s chest, in hopes of getting his
body to restart. Twice he did this before the boy’s chest started to rise and fall on its own accord, and his
heart started to beat again.
“Sev, what happened?” Draco asked.
Sev didn’t take his eyes off the prone body on the floor. “Wait. I’m going to only explain everything
once.” Draco only nodded.
The boy coughed. “Dray?”
“I’m here.”
The boy blinked his eyes a few times to try and clear them. Glancing to the side, Draco was able to see
the boy’s eyes widen in shock as he caught a glimpse of Sev. “Da?”
“Draco. Draoc! DRAY!” Liam’s voice broke the control that the dream had over him. He shot up shaking,
grasping frantically at anything to hold on to. His hands connected to Liam’s arms and held tightly.
“You were dead. Gods Lee.”
“Shh, it’s okay. I’m here now. I’m here.”
Draco only nodded as he held tightly to his boyfriend.
The next day, the Palleschi twins tracked down Liam and Draco.
“What can we help you two with?”
The twins looked at each other, before Meg blurted out. “Was it all real?”
Draco nodded. “Yeah.”
The twins went pale, and seemed to be at a loss at words; if their opening and closing of mouths were any
indication.
“We can’t really tell you anything but we can’t have Da loose everyone; and for our own slavish reasons
too, but please, leave England. Stay safe.”
“What would’ve happened?” Joe asked, still skeptical.
The professors shared a sigh before Liam started to talk. “After the spell was in place, Dumbledore made it his personal mission to incapacitate all of Da’s friends and family. Four he killed, 1 was driven insane, 1 was
innocent, but sent to Azkaban without a trial, 1 corrupted into spying, and turning traitor. The last was
discriminated against because of being a werewolf. Dumbledore was behind all those restraining laws. And Da was
forced to spy on Voldemort. You remember Gin, right?”
The twins nodded.
“Your son becomes her husband,” he directed towards Meg.
“You become our favorite Aunt and Uncle,” Draco interjected, trying to lighten the situation.
“Isn’t this going to change the future?” Meg asked.
“Yeah, but we’re hoping that if you guys stay in America, it won’t have as much as of an effect. Plus
it’ll help Da a lot; an' he won’t kill us when he finds out what we did.
When the twins were ready to leave, Liam pulled Meg aside. “This is for you,” he said as he gave her a
letter. “Don’t show anyone, besides Joe an' Jay. Burn it after you read it, or something, hopefully it’ll help.”
She pocketed the letter with a nod.
“Thanks, you two,” Draco said once Liam and Meg came back. “I hope you understand our situation. And I
assume it goes without saying that this is on the DL.” The twins just gave them identical looks of annoyance.
“Thank you.”
The boys watched as the twins made their way out of the room, both hoping that this didn’t blow up in
their faces.
Draco sighed, “That went well.”
Liam nodded. “Well, we do know that they listened to us, ‘cause they are in our future, or will be…
whatever.”
“Don’t stress yourself, Lee. It’s not worth it. All we need to know is that Aunt Meg and Uncle Joe are
alive, and we have Uncle Jay. Gin marries Dae and Uncle Sev gets his two closest friends back. Not to mention
Uncles Moony and Paddy.”
Liam laughed, “I remember Da’s reaction to them knocking on our door.” Draco laughed also, “That was
great.”
FLASHBACK
It was a few months after Voldemort’s defeat. Liam, Draco, and Ginny were lounging in the sitting room, either
watching to TV or fooling around on their laptops. They had Sev install many Muggle things in the house that
previous summer. Ginny had been staying with the boys since then. “Getting away from an overbearing mother” was
her only response when asked why. Well that, and the fact that she needed a new wardrobe in styles that her
parents wouldn’t understand. They let it go.
The quite atmosphere was shattered when there was a knock on the front door. The three looked up, and then
glanced at each other. Death Eaters wouldn’t knock, and everyone they knew would Floo or Apparate in. Sev couldn’t
hear anything; he was in his lab, surrounded by multiple wards.
Liam stood up. Draco and Ginny a hairs breath behind him.
Using the Peep spell, Liam saw that it was four people. Three about his father’s age, the other looked to
be about Ginny’s age.
Opening the door, he politely invited them inside. The barrier spell would’ve activated if they were a
threat.
“Can I help you?” Liam asked, once they were seated comfortably.
The woman smiled. “Yes, I was wondering if Sev was home.”
The kids looked at each other in shock; no one called Sev, Sev. “Uh, yeah. He’s down in his lab. If you’ll
excuse one of us, we’ll go get him for you.
“Of course.”
Draco was the one to get up and go get Sev. Ginny was to busy staring at the boy, and Liam was busy
playing host.
“I should introduce myself,” she continued. “My name is Megan Gulyas. This,” she waved her hand at the man
sitting next to her, “is my husband, Jay. And that,” she indicated the other man, “is my twin, Joe. And last,” she
gestured to the boy, “is my son Daemon. He’s 16.” There was only a hint of her British accent when she spoke. But
they could still hear it mixed in underneath the American.
“Nice to meet you. This is Ginny Weasley. The boy who left is Draco Malfoy,” he paused a second to gauge
their reactions; there was none. “And I’m Liam Snape.”
Meg turned to her twin and hit him. “See! I told you he was Lil an Sev’s kid.”
Liam paled. “You know?”
Her answer was cut off when Sev walked through the doorway. “May I ask-” He trailed off. “Meg? Joe? Jay?”
All three got looks of pure mischief. “Hey Sevvie,” Meg replied. “Long time, no see.”
But Sev didn’t respond, on account of being passed out on the floor.
END
“You know. Their teasing finally makes sense. I just thought that’s how they were, but they knew we’d be
getting together in this time.”
“Yeah. It also explains Da’s attitude towards Gred and Forge. They remind him of Aunt Meg and Uncle Joe.”
“Yeah. That’s true. He did help them out a bit even when he was being an evil git.”
“Exactly.”
“Then Gin started dating Dae. As if we couldn’t see that one a mile away.”
Draco laughed. “As I recall, you were pretty oblivious of it.”
Liam blushed a dull red, and hit his boyfriend. “Shuddup. I so did not.”
Draco only laughed. “You know I’m right.”
Tired of the argument, but not willing to admit that Draco was right, Liam kissed Draco. Needless to say,
their minds turned to more pleasurable things.
A/N: this explains mostly everything, i hope. All that's left is the few chapters to tie it all together and wrap it up... a thing a lot harder then it sounds... But I hope this helps....