FALLACY

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter nor do I make any money from this story, Just having some fun with the Characters



Pairings: Hermione/Blaise; Harry/Draco; Side Pairings: Bella/Rodolphus; Lucius/Narcissa; Severus/Remus; James/Lily, Tom/Sirius, Albus/Gellert, Fenrir/Tala (Native American, means wolf)



Warnings: Preg, Mpreg, graphic sex scenes, swearing, abuse, cutting



Albus/Gellert are Lily’s parents, Bella/Rodolphus are Hermione’s parents, Fenrir/Tala are Remus’ parents



Sorry for the long wait, but here his the next Chapter, hope you all like it. I struggled with this forever, I’m still really not happy with it. K



FALLACY



Chapter Fifteen



Fenrir wanted to follow the trio out and find out why his cub felt such hatred for him. The last he’d seen of his cub was over thirty years ago when he was just a small pup. Now here he is, a grown man with a cub of his own.



He followed discreetly behind them. He wanted to know why his cub looked at him like he did. Halfway down the hall he heard a whispered conversation up ahead.



“… care, just so long as I never see him again.”



“Remy, I won’t let him hurt you ever again.”



“You don’t understand Sev, he made me what I am… you don’t know what it’s been like… I was so afraid that Conell would be like me when he was born.”



Fenrir crept up to the door where the conversation was taking place. A board creaked under his foot and he cursed as the talking stopped. The door flew open and the stern face of Snape sneered at the Alpha werewolf.



“Get out wolf now! Haven’t you done enough damage.”



Fenrir was at a loss of what to say as he didn’t know what damage he was supposed to have done, “I don’t know what you are talking about. What damage? I haven’t seen my cub since he was just a pup, that was over thirty years ago.”



Severus growled at the word pup, “Do you call all your victims ‘cub’ Greyback? Or just those you bite that are children?”



Fenrir gaped at the man in surprise, “Bite? I’ve never bitten a child! That goes against the werewolf code. Moonfire is my cub with my mate Tala. I don’t know who told you those lies but it is the truth!”



A small choked sound came from within the room and Severus turned to his mate. Remus lay curled on their bed cradling Conell in his lap as his mind began to process what he just heard. His mind was telling him that the other wolf was lying, but his heart said otherwise.



A little known fact about werewolves was that they could detect a lie and Remus knew that the man before him was telling the truth, as he saw it. That was the problem, does he listen to what his instincts are telling him or what the wizarding world was told by the ministry, who now seems to be behind so many kidnappings over the last sixty years or more.



Fenrir cautiously walked to the bed and knelt beside his cub, “I swear to you, on my magic and my oath as an Alpha, that I didn’t bite you to make you what you are. You are my cub, born from my mate Tala. The ministry has made our people out to be monsters and murders, but we are not. We are simple folk only wishing to live in peace with everyone.”



Remus glanced at the man warily, “What about all those reports about werewolf attacks? And all the children that were reported bitten?”



Fenrir sighed, “Most of them are stolen pups from various packs, the others…” Fenrir ran a hand through his sandy blond hair, “Rogues I suppose… when a pup is stolen from its pack they lose their connection to the unity of the pack… the younger ones seem to be lucky as they haven’t had as long with us, whereas the older cubs go crazy with the lack of pack unity. The ministry has been stealing cubs for fifty years and claiming that they are bitten children of families that were wiped out.”



Remus shook his head in disbelief, “Why would they do this? What would be the point?”



Fenrir sighed, “I suppose when we find the answer to that we will also find the answer to why they are taking pureblood children as well. The Ministry has a lot to answer to.”



Severus snorted at that, “That is the understatement of the decade, Greyback.”



SSRLSSRLSSRLSSRL



Harry felt sick as the portkey deposited them in the foyer of the Malfoy home. With a groan he collapsed into a heap and began to empty his stomach. Draco was beside him in seconds with soothing words and a bucket. He heard Hermione calling for help as he moaned helplessly and threw up some more.



A crowd of people entered the foyer from somewhere and there were shouts of shock and some fear. Warily Harry glanced up but his eyes wouldn’t focus on anyone. A reddish blur came into his line of sight and pulled him into the persons grasp. He knew that it was a woman, too skinny to be Mrs. Weasley, but he couldn’t tell.



A gentle voice calmed him, whispering soothing words and with that comforting presence he let darkness claim him.



When his boyfriend collapsed Draco cried out in surprise and rushed to his side ignoring the sounds of the others around him. He vaguely heard Hermione call for help as he soothed Harry. Then he was pushed aside as a red haired woman pulled Harry into his lap and began to soothe him too.



He glanced around the room and was surprised to see the Headmaster standing at the doorway to the main sitting room, his arm wrapped around that of a thin and sickly looking man who looked to have spent decades in Azkaban. He spotted his father talking to a tall dark haired man. He walked over and almost fell in shock as he recognized that face on the other man.



Draco gulped, “My L-”



“No Draco, please… do not call me that… you may call me Riddle or Tom. I’m no longer anyone’s Lord.”



Draco turned to his father in shock, “Father?”



Lucius smiled, “Don’t worry son, everything will be explained shortly. How about we get all these children settled into rooms and then we can all tell out tales. I for one will be glad to finally have the whole story.”



Draco nodded numbly and turned back to the teens that came with him. Besides Hermione, Blaise and Harry, there was also the Creevey brothers, Justin Finch-Fletchley, Dean Thomas, a seventh year Ravenclaw named Penelope Clearwater, A sixth year Hufflepuff named Frank Corbin, A sixth year Gryffindor he didn’t know, two fourth year Ravenclaws who looked to be twins and a first year Gryffindor.



Glancing around he noticed two other men standing with his mother and once again gaped slack jawed. One of them could be an older twin to Harry. He glanced back at his boyfriend still cradled in the red heads arms. He had seen pictures of these two people and his mind just couldn’t process the fact that they are here.



He stomped over to them and with a snarl demanded, “Where the bloody hell have you been all his life?!?”



James Potter shrank back from the fury coming off the young blond. Beside him Sirius snickered. James turned to Narcissa with a pleading look. Cissy just smirked at him and shook her head, meaning it was all on him.



James cleared his throat, “Yes, well, about that… it’s a long story and… let’s get everyone settled first shall we? Harry needs some potions… so I’m gonna go find Sniv- er… Snape.” And just like that he turned tail and ran.



Draco stared out the door to where Harry’s father went through and smirked. He turned to his mother, “He didn’t seem the coward type.”



Sirius laughed outright this time, “Don’t let him hear you say that, he was the best Auror in our year. Nothing scares that man… except Lily.” And Sirius gave a small shudder and whispered, “She scares me too.”



“That tiny wisp of a woman?” Draco said incredulously.



Sirius just shuddered again and Draco left it at that and went to get his guests settled.



HPDMHPDMHPDM



Colin Creevey gaped in wonder at the room that was provided for him and his brother. If just a week ago someone had told him that he would be in Malfoy Manor as a guest, he would have told that person to go see Madam Pomphrey.



Now here he was in one of the most expensive homes he’d ever seen and no one had called him a mudblood. He sighed wearily. Dennis was asleep on the enormous bed, wiped out from everything that’s happened over the last two months.



Two weeks after they’d arrived at Hogwarts they received a letter from their Uncle telling them that their parents had been in a car accident. His uncle then went on to say that he would not be taking them in.



There was a knock at the door and he went to answer it. Poking his head out he saw Mrs. Malfoy standing in the hallway.



“Mrs. Malfoy, what can I do for you?” he asked politely.



“Are you the younger one?” she seemed breathless to him, and anxious.



He frowned, “No, Ma’am, I’m Colin. Dennis is asleep.”



“D… don’t wake him, I just wanted to see… I should go…”



And she turned and walked away down the hall. He peered after her, confused. She wanted to see Dennis? Whatever for? He decided to go and see Hermione to find out if she knew anything.



HGBZHGBZHGBZ



Rosalind Druella Lestrange (aka Hermione Jane Granger) lay on her bed staring at the ceiling trying to come to terms with everything that has happened within the last month. First she brews a Bloodline potion and finds out that she’s not Muggleborn but a Pureblood, the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange no less, second was that all Muggleborns are actually Purebloods, Harry’s mother being one, and third said mother and spouse are alive. She still hadn’t figured out how that was possible. She wished she knew if her adoptive parents were in on this conspiracy or not.



There was a knock at her door, then Blaise poked his head around it. He smiled at her, “Hey.”



She smiled back, “Hey, what’s going on?”



Blaise came over and sat next to her, “Harry is resting. Draco won’t leave his side, nor his mom.”



“I still can’t believe that they’ve been alive all this time?” Hermione grumbled.



“I suppose we’ll find out later.”



Another knock announced Colin who came in not really looking around. He looked distracted.



“Creevey.” Blaise said.



Dennis pulled up sharp at the Slytherin’s voice, “I’m sorry, am I interrupting?”



Hermione sat up, “No Colin, its fine. How’s your brother?”



“Sleeping, but I have a question. Mrs. Malfoy just showed up at our door asking to see him, she was nervous. Do you know what’s going on? No one has told us anything. You guys just pulled us out of Hogwarts with no warning.” Colin grumbled.



“Let’s wait until we are all gathered together. I think that the adults can explain things better.” Hermione said.



Colin sighed, “I just want to know what’s going on.”



Hermione put a hand on his shoulder, “I know, we all do.”



DMHPDMHPDMHP



Harry groaned as he woke and it alerted the person sitting next to him. His glasses were handed to him as he sat up. Putting them on he glanced at the person.



“Sirius? What are you doing here? You should be at Grummauld Place.”



Sirius Black sighed, “Do you remember where we are?”



Harry frowned, “Draco brought us to his house because of Umbridge. The portkey made me sick and I passed out.”



“Did you see anyone before you passed out?”



Harry looked perplexed, “I saw Draco and ‘Mione if that’s what you mean.”



Sirius shook his head, “Harry, there’s something you need to know. When Malfoy and Riddle went to Azkaban to ‘liberate’ their followers they found someone they never expected in the depths of Azkaban. Malfoy thought she was delusional until he saw too.”



“I don’t understand, why are you telling me about some Death Eater. How do you know all this anyway?”



“Because they are not Death Eaters Harry, it is your parents that they found.”



Harry shook his head in disbelief, “They’re dead, you said you saw their bodies. Mum died for me!”



Just then the door opened and two figures stood there and Harry’s eyes widened as he saw them.



“Mum? Dad?”



Lily nearly ran to his side and pulled him into an embrace, “Oh Harry, my baby!”



James Potter came over and enveloped them both within his strong arms. Discreetly Sirius left the room.



TBC…



Next up… The Group Discussion… and a hint to who ‘The Master’ is… ^_^ K