Shadows and Orbs
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter Crossovers › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
27
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13,274
Reviews:
24
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Currently Reading:
6
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I own nothing and make no money from this. Charmed to Contanse M Burge and HP to JK Rowling.
Chapter 16
Chapter 16
Harry woke strangely rested and for a brief while simply lay under his covers enjoying the warm and listening to Wyatt's even breathing, then his dream came to him. If Luna was correct then someone needed his help…someone who was on his side.
But who was this Dragon and his flames? Harry shuffled and looked at a slumbering Wyatt. It seemed he would be visiting Remus sooner than expected.
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Draco gave a small grin as the sun shinned down on him. He wandered through Diagon Alley while he waited for Fred and George to meet them.
His mother may have being an ice queen to everyone around her but Draco knew she loved him. Everytime his Father was away for business they would have fun dancing and laughing around the manor, lay on the floor chatting while eating sweets. However, whenever his Father returned this time would be replaced with cold business dinners and the halls of the manor were void of laughter and warmth.
Draco glanced at the stall nearby and gave a snort when he saw that it was selling knock offs of the twins products, he would have to tell his mates about that. It was late in the evening but the sun was still warm meaning Draco could walk around in summer robes comfortably, for once not having to worry about getting wet with summer showers.
The shops began to shut and the restaurants began to move onto the evening shift and Draco began to walk over to the twins shop and slipped inside as the last customers were leaving.
"Guys?" Draco called out looking around, expecting to see one of them pop up from behind a shelf.
Suddenly, a hand covered his eyes and an arm slipped itself around his waist and lips pressed themselves to his neck.
"Guess who?" a voice from behind him. Draco pretended to ponder for a minute before answering.
"Blaise," Draco said his voice completely serious. The arm around his waist tightened making Draco gasp and a tongue dragged itself sensually over Draco's neck.
"You're lucky we know you're joking," a voice from his right said, "otherwise Zambini would be dead."
The hand was removed from his eyes and Draco looked to the right and saw Fred lounging against the shelves, his eyes fixed hungrily on Draco. Draco titled his head back and looked up and George who smirked down at him, his eyes roaming over Draco's parted lips.
"You guys ready to go home?" Draco whispered while swallowing thickly. The twins chuckled and George led Draco over to the floo and pulled the blonde into the flames.
"Yeah," George muttered and ran his hands over Draco's backside. With a rush of green flames they were gone and Fred stepped into the empty floo and flooed himself hone to his waiting lovers.
Neither twins noticed someone looking inside the shop from the window with hatred in their grey eyes.
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Narcissa pushed open the door slightly, looking inside as she watched her husband pace, his long locks flying about every time he turned quickly and resumed his path. His face was emotionless but Narcissa could sense the rage underneath the façade.
"Weasley's," she heard Lucius mutter and she jumped as Lucius threw the brandy he held in one hand into the nearby fire and the flames roared up furiously.
Looking at Lucius she knew he had realised where Draco had gone. He knew about the Weasley twins. Narcissa stepped back and quickly walked down the hall, her steps nearly silent on the stone floor. She had to warn Draco she thought as she turned the corner not noticing her husband's grey eyes fixed on the door which she had left ajar.
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Remus walked into the room and jumped when he saw a familiar figure sat in the chair as if he owned the room. Harry was sat elegantly in the chair Sirius favoured and Wyatt was stood behind it leaning on the back as his blue eyes looked into the flames. Remus closed the door quietly and looked at the pair.
"What are you doing here?" Remus hissed.
"We require your help," Harry said looking at Remus.
"Sirius is right downstairs," Remus whispered shooting worried glances at the door.
"Relax, we just need to know something," Wyatt spoke up and looked away from the flames and at Remus. Harry lifted one of his hands and Wyatt's reached down grabbing the small pale appendage in his tanned one and Remus couldn't help but grin as he saw the love between them.
"What do you need to know?" Remus asked as he leaned against the wall.
"I had a vision, of someone I need to help; do you know who the little Dragon and his flames could be?" Harry asked.
"I think it means-," Remus began but was cut off when the door opened.
Sirius was stood their, his blue eyes wide as they looked upon Harry. Harry stood from his seat and looked at Sirius while Wyatt stood next to his small mate and looked over the man who meant so much to Harry.
"Harry?" Sirius gasped.
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Malfoy Manor was a terrifying place to behold. There was a dark beauty to the manor and the surrounding area. The grounds surrounding the manor were beautifully kept, the hedges which created mazes and trails throughout the gardens were trimmed to perfection. There were no flowers only large expanses of grass with the occasional pond of paved area with stone seats in them.
The Manor itself was dark and eery. It was almost gothic in design with its dark stone walls and large arched windows, towers and ivy creeping up the walls. The windows though did not allow any light into this manor as the thick velvet curtains were drawn concealing the darkness within.
The sky flashed with lightening and thunder rumbled. The previously cool evening breeze started to rage and gusts ran through the grounds. The air dropped cold, so suddenly that had anyone being on the grounds they would have looked at the skies checking for dementors.
Malfoy Manor's wards were tied specifically to the Lord of the Manor and often the weather and surroundings would change to adapt to their Master's mood. The day Draco was born sun shinned down on the ground and on the day Draco ran from the Manor at 16 thunder had crashed through the air as lightening crackled along the sky in a truly terrifying storm. Several trees on the grounds were forced onto the grounds as gales stormed through the gardens mercilessly.
Today Lord Malfoy was in a rage at his wife.
"You did not think I deserved to know where my son, MY heir, was," Lucius asked his voice sickly sweet as he gazed at the woman standing before him.
"Draco is my son too," Narcissa replied, her voice cold like ice.
"And his mates," Lucius spat the word mates with hatred.
"I know who they were," Narcissa answered looking at Lucius trying not to flinch as another crash of thunder sounded, louder than the ones before.
"He can find someone else; my son will not be with a Weasley, let alone two," Lucius told her.
"You know that is not how it works, Lucius," Narcissa said angrily.
"I don't care how it works Narcissa; I will not have my son mated with Weasley's," Lucius snarled.
"But-," Narcissa began but a smack resounded throughout the room and Narcissa reached a pale hand up to her cheek and turned her blue eyes to her husband.
"This is not up for discussion, Narcissa," Lucius hissed as he lowered his hand, "you have already gone behind my back."
"I have done no such thing," Narcissa whispered looking at her husband warily.
Lucius held up a familiar parchment and Narcissa knew immediately what it was. The letter she had written to Draco was grasped in his fingers.
"You tried to warn them, my love," Lucius stated.
"I will not allow you to hurt my son, if you loved me and Draco you would not behave this way," Narcissa answered her anger rising.
"I care about keeping the Malfoy line pure, the Weasley's may be pureblood but they will never be good enough for a Malfoy," Lucius snapped, "besides Draco will not have mates once I'm finished."
"Our son found his mates, he can be with no other," Narcissa answered, fear creeping into her eyes.
"Crucio," Lucius snarled and waved with rage as his wife, the woman who betrayed him, convulsed on the floor biting her lip to keep from screaming. However, that did not stop some whimpers of pain from slipping through those lips despite the blood now coming from her lip. Lucius ended the spell and looked over his wife.
Narcissa gasped in pain, lying weakly on the cold floor she could feel shudders wracking her form and turned her scared blue eyes onto her husband.
Lucius gazed down at his wife without emotion; she looked like a fallen angel lying there. Her blonde locks were around her like a halo and the blood from her lips dripping onto her pale skin staining it red. He raised his wand and mockingly pursed his lips and made a kissing motion before the same lips uttered those two words.
"Avada Kedavra!"
TBC…
Harry woke strangely rested and for a brief while simply lay under his covers enjoying the warm and listening to Wyatt's even breathing, then his dream came to him. If Luna was correct then someone needed his help…someone who was on his side.
But who was this Dragon and his flames? Harry shuffled and looked at a slumbering Wyatt. It seemed he would be visiting Remus sooner than expected.
00000
Draco gave a small grin as the sun shinned down on him. He wandered through Diagon Alley while he waited for Fred and George to meet them.
His mother may have being an ice queen to everyone around her but Draco knew she loved him. Everytime his Father was away for business they would have fun dancing and laughing around the manor, lay on the floor chatting while eating sweets. However, whenever his Father returned this time would be replaced with cold business dinners and the halls of the manor were void of laughter and warmth.
Draco glanced at the stall nearby and gave a snort when he saw that it was selling knock offs of the twins products, he would have to tell his mates about that. It was late in the evening but the sun was still warm meaning Draco could walk around in summer robes comfortably, for once not having to worry about getting wet with summer showers.
The shops began to shut and the restaurants began to move onto the evening shift and Draco began to walk over to the twins shop and slipped inside as the last customers were leaving.
"Guys?" Draco called out looking around, expecting to see one of them pop up from behind a shelf.
Suddenly, a hand covered his eyes and an arm slipped itself around his waist and lips pressed themselves to his neck.
"Guess who?" a voice from behind him. Draco pretended to ponder for a minute before answering.
"Blaise," Draco said his voice completely serious. The arm around his waist tightened making Draco gasp and a tongue dragged itself sensually over Draco's neck.
"You're lucky we know you're joking," a voice from his right said, "otherwise Zambini would be dead."
The hand was removed from his eyes and Draco looked to the right and saw Fred lounging against the shelves, his eyes fixed hungrily on Draco. Draco titled his head back and looked up and George who smirked down at him, his eyes roaming over Draco's parted lips.
"You guys ready to go home?" Draco whispered while swallowing thickly. The twins chuckled and George led Draco over to the floo and pulled the blonde into the flames.
"Yeah," George muttered and ran his hands over Draco's backside. With a rush of green flames they were gone and Fred stepped into the empty floo and flooed himself hone to his waiting lovers.
Neither twins noticed someone looking inside the shop from the window with hatred in their grey eyes.
00000
Narcissa pushed open the door slightly, looking inside as she watched her husband pace, his long locks flying about every time he turned quickly and resumed his path. His face was emotionless but Narcissa could sense the rage underneath the façade.
"Weasley's," she heard Lucius mutter and she jumped as Lucius threw the brandy he held in one hand into the nearby fire and the flames roared up furiously.
Looking at Lucius she knew he had realised where Draco had gone. He knew about the Weasley twins. Narcissa stepped back and quickly walked down the hall, her steps nearly silent on the stone floor. She had to warn Draco she thought as she turned the corner not noticing her husband's grey eyes fixed on the door which she had left ajar.
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Remus walked into the room and jumped when he saw a familiar figure sat in the chair as if he owned the room. Harry was sat elegantly in the chair Sirius favoured and Wyatt was stood behind it leaning on the back as his blue eyes looked into the flames. Remus closed the door quietly and looked at the pair.
"What are you doing here?" Remus hissed.
"We require your help," Harry said looking at Remus.
"Sirius is right downstairs," Remus whispered shooting worried glances at the door.
"Relax, we just need to know something," Wyatt spoke up and looked away from the flames and at Remus. Harry lifted one of his hands and Wyatt's reached down grabbing the small pale appendage in his tanned one and Remus couldn't help but grin as he saw the love between them.
"What do you need to know?" Remus asked as he leaned against the wall.
"I had a vision, of someone I need to help; do you know who the little Dragon and his flames could be?" Harry asked.
"I think it means-," Remus began but was cut off when the door opened.
Sirius was stood their, his blue eyes wide as they looked upon Harry. Harry stood from his seat and looked at Sirius while Wyatt stood next to his small mate and looked over the man who meant so much to Harry.
"Harry?" Sirius gasped.
00000
Malfoy Manor was a terrifying place to behold. There was a dark beauty to the manor and the surrounding area. The grounds surrounding the manor were beautifully kept, the hedges which created mazes and trails throughout the gardens were trimmed to perfection. There were no flowers only large expanses of grass with the occasional pond of paved area with stone seats in them.
The Manor itself was dark and eery. It was almost gothic in design with its dark stone walls and large arched windows, towers and ivy creeping up the walls. The windows though did not allow any light into this manor as the thick velvet curtains were drawn concealing the darkness within.
The sky flashed with lightening and thunder rumbled. The previously cool evening breeze started to rage and gusts ran through the grounds. The air dropped cold, so suddenly that had anyone being on the grounds they would have looked at the skies checking for dementors.
Malfoy Manor's wards were tied specifically to the Lord of the Manor and often the weather and surroundings would change to adapt to their Master's mood. The day Draco was born sun shinned down on the ground and on the day Draco ran from the Manor at 16 thunder had crashed through the air as lightening crackled along the sky in a truly terrifying storm. Several trees on the grounds were forced onto the grounds as gales stormed through the gardens mercilessly.
Today Lord Malfoy was in a rage at his wife.
"You did not think I deserved to know where my son, MY heir, was," Lucius asked his voice sickly sweet as he gazed at the woman standing before him.
"Draco is my son too," Narcissa replied, her voice cold like ice.
"And his mates," Lucius spat the word mates with hatred.
"I know who they were," Narcissa answered looking at Lucius trying not to flinch as another crash of thunder sounded, louder than the ones before.
"He can find someone else; my son will not be with a Weasley, let alone two," Lucius told her.
"You know that is not how it works, Lucius," Narcissa said angrily.
"I don't care how it works Narcissa; I will not have my son mated with Weasley's," Lucius snarled.
"But-," Narcissa began but a smack resounded throughout the room and Narcissa reached a pale hand up to her cheek and turned her blue eyes to her husband.
"This is not up for discussion, Narcissa," Lucius hissed as he lowered his hand, "you have already gone behind my back."
"I have done no such thing," Narcissa whispered looking at her husband warily.
Lucius held up a familiar parchment and Narcissa knew immediately what it was. The letter she had written to Draco was grasped in his fingers.
"You tried to warn them, my love," Lucius stated.
"I will not allow you to hurt my son, if you loved me and Draco you would not behave this way," Narcissa answered her anger rising.
"I care about keeping the Malfoy line pure, the Weasley's may be pureblood but they will never be good enough for a Malfoy," Lucius snapped, "besides Draco will not have mates once I'm finished."
"Our son found his mates, he can be with no other," Narcissa answered, fear creeping into her eyes.
"Crucio," Lucius snarled and waved with rage as his wife, the woman who betrayed him, convulsed on the floor biting her lip to keep from screaming. However, that did not stop some whimpers of pain from slipping through those lips despite the blood now coming from her lip. Lucius ended the spell and looked over his wife.
Narcissa gasped in pain, lying weakly on the cold floor she could feel shudders wracking her form and turned her scared blue eyes onto her husband.
Lucius gazed down at his wife without emotion; she looked like a fallen angel lying there. Her blonde locks were around her like a halo and the blood from her lips dripping onto her pale skin staining it red. He raised his wand and mockingly pursed his lips and made a kissing motion before the same lips uttered those two words.
"Avada Kedavra!"
TBC…