Twisted Illusion

“Malfoy, what the hell are you doing naked in my bed?” Harry demanded.


“That’s Malfoy-Potter to you. As for what I’m doing, it should be obvious, I’m trying to sleep, which you should be doing before the kids wake us,” Draco said opening a silvery-blue eye to look over his shoulder at the dark haired boy.


It took him a minute to digest exactly what Draco said before figuring out what he was implying. “We’re married? And we have kids?”


The blonde rolled back towards him, both eyes open now. “That’s right. Did you forget overnight?”


“I don’t think I ever knew. The last thing I remember is being hit with a spell a Death Eater cast at me.”


Draco sat up, his eyes filled with concern. “Perhaps we should take you to St. Mungo’s and have you looked at.”


Not trusting himself to speak Harry just nodded his approval and turned away quickly as he saw Draco’s pale, although surprisingly cute, butt as he slide out of bed. Harry could feel the heat rising to his face and all his senses told him that the other was staring at him intently.


“Do you have a fever?” Draco asked, about to lean over the bed.


Shaking his head while closing his eyes, the other seemed to get what Harry had been thinking. “Oh…right.” Draco paused. “I’ll get ready first. Your clothes are on the left side of the closet and the left side of the dresser you’ll find your socks and boxers. While you get ready I’ll get the kids dressed.”


Several minutes passed as shuffling and rustling sounds could be heard throughout the room before Harry heard the sound of the bedroom door being closed. It was at that moment that he took the opportunity to look around and memorize his surroundings. The bed sheets were a silky silver color while the comforter was a green that matched Harry’s eyes perfectly. The floor was a black marble covered with white rugs for warmth. The curtains were green and black and looked like if they were closed they wouldn’t let in a lot of light. Finally after finding and picking up his wand from the end table he braved getting out of bed and crossed to the closet. Selecting a deep red shirt and black pants he pulled them on and raided the sock drawer before finally pulling on black shoes that looked like they could have been his. Fully dressed he made his way over to the door but caught his reflection in a mirror noticing that his hair was longer and no longer untidy. Finding a small black rubber band he pulled his hair back and out of the way.
Upon leaving the room he saw more evidence of Draco’s touches in the hallway where green overpowered anything red. Not sure where to go he merely followed the sound of voices to the left slowly making his way down the hall. After a few minutes of quickly examining the things down the walkway he came upon Draco and two small children in the kitchen. They both had the Malfoy hair, but when they looked at him he could see their green eyes. The young girl flung herself from the chair she was sitting in and raced towards Harry, only to be scooped up by Draco which caused her to start giggling.


“Now Lily, what did I tell you? Daddy isn’t feeling well today, so you shouldn’t touch him in case you get sick,” Draco said, holding her tightly.


“Sorry papa,” Lily said, pouting.


“Now do you remember where St. Mungo’s is or do I need to take you?” Draco asked now looking at him.


“I remember that.”


Nodding his head Draco went to take the boy’s hand before the three of them disappeared in a flash of light with Harry close behind them. The four of them entered the building and Draco settled the children in with a nurse before the two of them approached the counter.


“Good morning Minister and Auror Malfoy-Potter. What can I do for you today?” The witch asked them pleasantly.


“Harry seems to be suffering from an unknown spell. He can’t remember quite a bit,” Draco stated, looking at the boy in question to see one of his eyebrow’s raised.


“All right. Please fill out these forms. The doctor will be with you shortly,” the witch said, passing them a clipboard and a quill with enchanted ink.


After accepting them the couple moved to sit down. The first thing Draco did was fill in the name space followed by the date.


“You’ve got the date wrong. It’s off by five years,” Harry pointed out.


The blonde looked at his husband. “Trust me, the date is right.” Draco picked up a newspaper and handed it to Harry.


Staring at the paper Harry couldn’t believe it. He’d been sent five years into the future, his future. No wonder he hadn’t known that the blonde was now the Minister, or couldn’t remember the children or even marrying the angel to his left. Draco’s voice brought him out of his shocked state.


“Are you in pain?” Draco asked, reading of the paper.


Harry could only nod, which caused the blonde’s face to grow more concerned.


“Where does it hurt?”


“Everywhere. But my head hurts the worst.” Subconsciously Harry’s hand went to his forehead to rub at the scar there.


“When did it start?”


“This morning, when I woke up.”


“Last thing you remember before you woke?”


“I was pursuing a Death Eater named Avis Newsome staying at the Enchanted Sword when he burst into the room, hitting me with a spell and I passed out after that.”


A scratching sound told Harry that the other was writing all this down. Then Draco stood and walked to hand over the clipboard to the witch. After he sat back down it only took the doctor ten minutes before seeing them.


“Drink this Auror Malfoy-Potter,” the doctor said, handing him a potion.


From previous accidents he knew it was a pain reliever and he eagerly took it drinking it down. It only took a few minutes before it worked, making all the pain disappear except for the pounding of his head, which only slightly lessened. Still it was better than everything hurting. After that they moved to a private examination room where the doctor preformed all of the usual test before starting on finding out the spell it could have been. Finally the doctor seemed satisfied with the results.


“It seems like you’ve been hit by a mind swapping spell. It was probably intended to switch your mind with his but it merely switched yours through time. It will take a while to come up with the reversal spell or potion, so I’m afraid you’re stuck here for a while at least.”



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