Home Wrecker

Title: Home Wrecker
Status/Part: 17/?
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: HP/DM, RW/PP, SS/Surprise
Key words: M/M, AU, Sexual Content, Graphic Torture, Angst

Summary: Harry and Draco are in a relationship. Draco is duped one day by friends and was lead and kept forcibly away for five years until he makes his way back to Harry.

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Beta: Sorry folks, no beta on this one. If you find glaring mistakes, please let me know and I’ll do my best to edit.

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Chapter 17

Harry had moved next to Draco as Poppy and Severus cleaned up. The brunet whispered into the blond’s ear.

“How do those little unders feel? Think we could keep them for future use? I think you’d look dead sexy strutting around in them, your little dragon wanting to escape to torment me.”

Draco’s blush started high and went down his chest. Harry grinned as he looked his fill. He crawled back under the covers and redressed his husband. When he emerged from under the sheet he looked around at the three giggling people. “What’s so funny?”

They all looked at each other and said together “Bed head” and continued laughing. He’d learned long ago some things just couldn’t be tamed. Everyone finally settled down. Poppy took another reading on Draco and was impressed with his recovery rate. She made notes and told him to keep to his potions schedule and he’d be right as rain in no time. She took her leave and stepped back through the floo to Hogwarts. Harry waved his wand at the fireplace, sealing it from any disturbances.

Harry called for Oscar again and the house-elf popped in with more food ready for them. Harry helped Draco over to the table and into his seat. The three ate in a comfortable silence. When they were finished, Lola popped in, left them tea and juice and brought Draco his potions. All three thanked her and she popped back to her quarters.

Severus gave a rare smile. “You do realize I think we have caused something never seen before.”

The two younger men looked at him with the question clearly on their faces.

“I do believe gentlemen, that our expressions of gratitude have produced the first occurrence of a house-elf blushing. Poor thing, I do hope she will not injure herself.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “Don’t worry. Lola has become accustomed to me praising her and the other house-elves. It’s just a rare treat to see one blush. I wish Hermione could see it.”

The other two snorted, remembering Hermione’s campaign for S.P.E.W.

Draco looked at Harry. “I could just hear her now. ‘Really, Harry, it is bad enough you keep these poor house-elves, but do you have to make them blush too? Granted, you’ve given them wonderful quarters, any time off they want, work clothes and recreational clothes but you get around freeing them by calling them uniforms. Really, Harry, there are times I still think you are an idiot.”

Severus Snape was laughing so hard at Draco’s imitation he wound up in the floor. Harry just sat there looking gobsmacked. Draco looked at the two and laughed as much as possible. Severus eventually controlled himself.

“That, my dear godson, was an excellent imitation of the witch. Sometime you will have to entertain us with more of them. I’m sure you’ve been holding back on us.”

The blond just smiled. “We shall see”.

The three quieted down, just enjoying a peaceful evening together, keeping the discussions light and filling Draco in on the more important things that had gone on since he’d been gone. All three were careful not to say the words enslavement, bondage or kidnapping. All three knew it was just a matter of time before he said it for himself. Until he did, it was an unspoken agreement that it would not be mentioned.

One conversation lead into another before it returned to the children. The tension built again. Harry and Draco knew who did it and who had the children. Draco took a fortifying breath.

“Harry James Potter, my instincts say we go this minute. My rational self is telling me we need to work on a plan. You have to lead this. I don’t want to screw it up. I want my children and then that bastard dealt with, harshly.”

Draco’s memories flashed through Harry’s memories. A visible expression of hate crossed his face. Severus grimaced at that look. It had not been since Harry had faced Lord Voldemort that he had seen it. Someone was in for a world of trouble. The dark Slytherin was glad it wasn’t him.

Draco saw that look and put a tentative hand on Harry’s hand. The contact brought Harry’s head turning fast to glare at the person daring to touch him. The red haze of hate cleared when he saw Draco. A crooked smile graced his face. He leaned over and gently kissed his husband.

“We’ll have the children and the rest of our revenge. I promise you that. I’ll make sure it happens. I think we need to tell Severus who has them so he can help us prepare.”

The blond grimaced and shook his head.

“You’ll have to tell him. I can’t force myself to do it.”

Harry looked at the two and then looked out the window, starring into the dark night. The two Slytherins could tell he was deep in thought. Making a decision, he brought his attention back to the two in the room.

“I know where the children are. I know who has them. I know we have got to get them out, especially Jocelyn, because of her age. The other two are alright for the moment. I’m not waiting. I’m going to end this tonight. Those people have made my life hell long enough. I won’t let that continue”.

Harry stopped speaking to the wizards. “Lola, Oscar.” The two house-elves popped in to look at the three.

“Mister Harry?”

Harry tried to calm himself before speaking to the house-elves. “Lola, Oscar, we are going to have three children living with us. The oldest is almost five, the other two are” Harry stopped, looking to Draco for clarification.

Draco stuttered “Almost 3 years and 1 year.”

Harry repeated it “Three and one. Find me the best house –elf to care for these three children along with us. Get us what we will need for them and set up the bedroom next to ours, for the time being, for them. You will also need to contact Poppy to be here waiting with her potions, cameras, anything she will need. If she doesn’t have it, get it for her. Tell her you are here to assist her on my orders. Time is of the essence. Contact Poppy first, she can tell you what to get and how to set it up. Go now.”

Harry looked at the other two.

“I’m going as soon as I get some items I may need, including an auror. I will not sully our hands; this buffoon will make his own mistakes and take care of himself. The auror will be there for cleanup. I want no trace or memory of our children left there when we leave. If we’re doing this, we go now.”

“Draco, I understand you want to be there. If you can handle the children, let Severus and I handle the rest. Please?”

The blond stood and Harry joined him in a hug. Harry moved to the desk and wrote a quick note. A shrill whistle brought an eagle owl to him. Tying the note carefully, he murmured to the bird that waited for the window to open. Severus was there in no time, letting the bird out on its mission. He joined the two young ones again.

“I’m going to disapparate right to the location. I won’t take us inside; I want to see it first, to see if there were any changes.”

The dark Slytherin raised an eyebrow. True, it had been a few years since he was a spy and had to use his powers, but a sinking feeling in his gut told him he knew where they were going and it wouldn’t be a pleasant reunion.

Harry pulled them in close to his body and cast the spell. It was times like this he was glad he was the most powerful wizard alive. In a few minutes, a few people would rue his powers.

They landed silently in the quiet street. It wasn’t a remarkable house they stood in front of; it hadn’t changed much at all since Harry had left last time. He was determined this time it would be for good.

Draco inhaled sharply as his magick reached out for his children. He could feel all three of them. Severus was not ‘feeling’ the magick, he was listening. Listening for what he wasn’t sure, but he’d be prepared for any thing.

Harry led them up the sidewalk and to the neglected door. He tried opening it first but realized it was locked. A quick Alohomora rectified that problem, but he left it closed. A wave of his hand and he erected a silencing spell over the house. He couldn’t use more than that until the auror arrived.

Harry looked at Draco again and could see the many emotions on his face – anticipation, fear, dread, and anger were taking turns. Harry leaned in for a quick kiss and offered an encouraging word.

“Be strong, my Dragon. Soon we will have our babies and this will be nothing more then a bad dream.”

The Gryffindor heard the pop and waited until the auror joined them. He smiled as he looked into the eyes of Hermione Granger. There was no one else but these three with him now that he would rather have. He trusted them as much as he trusted himself.

Hermione looked around her. Only her eyes showed surprise at seeing the missing husband. A nod acknowledged Severus and a quick hug to Harry and she was ready to be told the story. Harry made short work of it.

“Herm, I’ll fill you in all the details later. Right now, we have to get our children out of there. You know how these muggles are, I want to hear their tale before I ask you and Severus to wipe them clean. I’m sure muggle hospitals have accommodations for them if something goes wrong.”

It was then that Severus put his hand out in front of them. It was a hand signal he had taught them back during the war. All instinctively stilled and listened as their Potion Master had taught them. It was then they heard it. It was the distinctive cries of at least two children.

Avenging angels would have trembled in fear at the look and the stance of these three wizards and one witch. It was all Harry could do not to kick in the door. As it was, he threw up the privacy bubble as Hermione Granger, Auror, didn’t hesitate as she raised her booted foot and kicked the door off its hinges. Severus smirked, Draco was gobsmacked and Harry said “You just beat me to it is all.”

The four wafted into the house, Harry in the lead followed by Hermione, Draco and Severus bringing up the rear. Harry followed the cries down the short hall, stopping in front of a cupboard. He motioned Draco to stay in front of the cupboard, Severus to go check upstairs and he and Hermione walked into the small living room. It was stepping back into history hell for Harry. So far, they had not been seen as the three people in the house were engrossed. The two fat men were stuffing their faces while screaming at the television. The woman was in the kitchen fixing more food for the human pigs.

Harry looked to Hermione and nodded for her to step back to Draco. The male brunet heard the stairs creak under Severus’ weight as he finished the trek downstairs empty handed. Harry joined the other two in front of the cupboard. Harry nodded to them and cleared his throat loud enough to get the family’s attention. Three sets of hate filled eyes turned towards him.

“Hello Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Duddykins. I believe you have something of mine and I will be taking it back. Draco, come here.”

The blond walked up to Harry who turned him for a kiss. When they parted Harry looked at his ‘family’.

“Before you say one vile word, let me just say the people involved helping you are in no condition to help you or themselves. In fact, I think their pyres are being readied even now. And no, I did not have a word or wand hand involved in their deaths.”

Harry looked at his ‘family’ a little harder.

“Duddykins you have a lot of explaining to do. If you start with nothing but the truth, I’m sure these three may be lenient. What I want answered first is who approached whom and how?”

Dudley just sat there, too afraid to do or say anything (or maybe it was a rare showing of common sense on Dudley’s part). Vernon apparently didn’t suffer from the same problem.

“You queer fuck! How dare you come into my house with your unnaturalness? Get out! We have ways to deal with you.”

It was then the babies began crying harder. Vernon glared at the cupboard door.

“Petunia shut those freaky kids up. I’m only tolerating them until we can sell them or make them our little slaves. Shut them up woman, or you’ll feel my anger.”

Petunia pulled out two cloth diapers and headed for the cupboard. Harry and Severus looked into her mind and hit her with two Stupefies. The younger man looked at the gathered.

“You’ll be damned and in hell before you gag my children. Which brings me back to you Dudley? Talk or I’ll find the memories and won’t care how you feel about mind rape.”

Dudley just sneered again before muttering. “You damn freak. The only thing good about your dick is it must be the size of a toothpick. That blond of yours had the tightest hole I’ve ever plowed and that included the virgins I’ve taken. Yes, a mighty fine piece of arse. Both times.”

Draco gasped and sobbed next to Harry. The brunet never raised a finger or wand. The only movement was him pulling his Draco into his chest and arching an eyebrow at his cousin. He’d had enough. Hermione finally stepped forward.

“Dudley Dursley you are under arrest under wizarding law as well as muggle law for rape, misuse of potions during the rape, bribery, child abuse, kidnapping and attempted murder. Vernon Dursley you are under arrest as well. The charges against you will include but are not limited to child abuse, child neglect, spousal abuse, attempted murder and anything else we can think of and prove. Petunia Evans Dursley you are charged with child neglect, child abuse, and aiding and abetting these two.”

Harry looked at Severus. “Open the door Severus, be gentle and do it slowly. They are just babies.”

The older Slytherin walked over to the door and gently slid back three locks and swung the door open. The four wizards gasped. Inside, crowded into one small bassinet were two young children, perfect little blonds with cherubic faces. The oldest, lying on the rug under the bassinet looked up. Severus gasped at the little girl. Before him lay a dark haired grey eyed little girl who managed a radiant smile.

Hermione pulled her wand and held it on the Dursley trio. “Get your children.” Her voice was tightly controlled and her anger was boiling.

Harry and Draco moved out to the hall as Severus stepped away from the door. Draco fell to his knees, crying out. Severus stood behind him and held onto his shoulders. Harry moved in front of the opening and squatted. In a very quiet voice and much calmer than he felt, he addressed the little girl.

“Hello Jocelyn. Would you come out to us? I am your father and this is your papa and we have lots of things to talk about.”

The little girl never hesitated. She threw herself first into Harry’s arms then went to Draco’s.

“I know you. You’re my father and papa. I always knew you’d rescue us. Please get the babies.” Tears ran down her face as Harry stepped into the closet. He bent over into the bassinet and picked up the smallest and held out his arm for their middle child to climb up to him. He could tell the child was hesitant so he passed the baby back to Severus and scooped up Draco’s second child.

Harry felt the magic in this child and gasped. He looked into his husband’s grey eyes. “Oh Dragon, we’re in for a treat.”

He looked to Hermione. “What shall we do Mione?”

His long time friend and sister of heart looked at them. “Take your family home Harry. I’ll deal with these three and be over to see you tomorrow. Blessings on you all.”
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