A Traitors Heart
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Harry Potter AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter AU/AR › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
31
Views:
28,445
Reviews:
203
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
3
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Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all its characters are the property of J.K.Rowlings and all the affiliates. I am simply borrowing them for this story and make no profit whatso ever, although there will be a few OC’S that are my property and creation.wh
Chapter Two
Disclaimer: Harry Potter and all its characters are the property of J.K.Rowlings and all the affiliates. I am simply borrowing them for this story and make no profit from it although there will be a few OC’S that are my property and creation which I make no profit from either.
TRUE BETRAYAL
Chapter Two
The trial began as soon as they could gather every judge, juror and wizard of the ministry. All in all I was held in a holding cell for about twelve hours denied even the most basic of rights. As soon as I had been put in the cell, they removed my wand and said nothing to me. Hours later I was pulled from the cell with my protests being ignored and no one listening to anything I was saying. I was taken to a large court room were thirty or forty people sat in seats, dressed in maroon robes and looked down on me as I stood in the center. The Minister of Magic steeped to the podium and began calling everyone to order. Looking around I saw the Weasly clan sitting glaring with hate filled eyes. I saw the Headmaster shaking his head the twinkle in his eyes gone. Everywhere I looked, I found hate and disappointment. Turning back towards the front I watched as the Minister proceeded to read the charges all of two treason and murder. When Fred and George’s names were read Molly stood up and screamed hate filled words at me, words that tore more of my composure and faith away.
“What say you Mr. Potter?”
“I didn’t do anything wrong I would never betray anyone, much less people I see as family!”
“Headmaster, as an esteemed member of the Wizegamot, and Headmaster of Hogwarts what say you?”
“Mr. Potter was provided with means to clear him of all charges and he refused.”
“And what was offered?”
“I provided him with veritaserum so that when questioned every thing said would have been the complete truth.”
“Not so, that bastard could beat the serum!”
“Mr. Weasely, you will sit down and remain quiet!”
“No, Harry has been known to be immune to the imperious curse so the truth serum wouldn’t have affected him, he’s lying and my brothers are dead!”
“Mr. Weasely sit down! Whether he is immune or not he refused to take the potion.”
“Is that so Mr. Potter?”
“Yes, I will not take it!”
“Then you have as much as admitted your guilt as if you betrayed and killed the Weasely’s yourself.”
“I killed no one!”
No, but you betrayed everyone, it is obvious what must be done are we all in agreement?”
“Wait I haven’t even been allowed to have a defense a lawyer, something.”
“This is not a muggle court of law Mr. Potter and you have no need for any of those things since you are found guilty of treason against the Wizarding World as well as your collusion to torture and kill two people. His wand please.”
Watching as Minister Fudge took hold of my wand and snapped it, I felt like it was my soul being snapped in two.
“Harrison James Potter you are found guilty of treason and murder and will serve a life sentences in Azkaban where you will not be able to harm another soul. You will not be given the Dementors’s kiss as that would be showing mercy and leniency of which you did not show your victims.”
“You can’t do this! I didn’t kill anyone!”
“Take him away!”
The portkey to Azkaban was horrid and as soon as I could I emptied my stomach on the walkway before I was dragged into the fortress that was the prison. The warden approached and read the charges and read my sentence and all I could hear was my screams in my head the denial, the protests.I couldn’t believe it, I just couldn’t accept any of this, I was not here I was not being told that I no longer held any identity but that of a murderer and traitor, and that I was going to rightly serve out my sentence. The shock soon wore off and I stood in a locked cell, a small cell with no light, no warmth, there was really nothing but a few old blankets in a corner. Rushing to the door I began banging and screaming, someone would come, someone had to. I knew I was innocent, and they would all realize it to and come get me out of here, especially Draco he would be here soon I knew he would, our love was strong, I mean after awhile we realized all that rivalry and hateful remarks hid a deeper a more hidden truth and for two years we loved and made love. Draco would come. Realizing that I stopped screaming and banging and cover my still flat stomach all this commotion couldn’t be good and I knew I had to take care of myself now I could act reckless just because I had three lives depending on me. Finding a corner I slid down the cold wall and sat staring at the door. It would open any second and the nightmare would be over
Jolting awake I looked around myself expecting to feel warm arms and body next to me in bed. I was so ready to wake Draco and tell him of the horrible dream I had. Only as my mind cleared the hard, cold wall at my back reminded me that the warm body was the dream and the cell, I sat and fell asleep in was my new reality. I had no idea how long I was asleep for but obviously no one came. No one was going to come and I finally realized I was in Azkaban for life and the tears came. Again I don’t know for how long I sat there crying, sobbing really, before the rage took over. How could they? How could they believe I would do such things. Did none of them stop to think about what happened what I was accused of. How could I, the person most hated by Voldomort go and work with him, how would I survive that, next why would I help the bastard that had been haunting my life making it miserable since the day he murdered my parent’s. Did no one so how ridiculous that was. The twins, Fred George they were brothers as was all the Weasely’s men, I held them close, they were my family. What about Dumbledore, he just stood there and let this happen., all because I wouldn’t take the stupid potion. I couldn’t take it, not in my condition. I wasn’t going to put my babies at risk. The medi-witch I had seen just that morning had given me a clear list of the do’s and don’ts and drinking potions other then for prenatal care would harm the fetuses, and for that I was condemned. The one person I expected hate from had not disappointed me Snape was Snape a snarky git, and I expected nothing less. What I didn’t expect was Draco’s condemnation, of all the detractors I knew Draco wouldn’t abandon me and wouldn’t give up on us so easily. Apparently I was blind as well as stupid because he was with them and gave me no quarter, he gave me nothing to hold onto, after two years, after the trials and the successes after I gave him everything I am. He didn’t even have the decency to come to the courthouse, to even attempt to support me. Shaking myself from my dark thoughts I rubbed my hand across my belly wondering how was I going to survive, how were the three babies I carried going to survive in prison? As I continued to brood and think I came to the realization that the temperature was dropping lower then what it had been and I knew of only one thing that was responsible, without my wand I was defenseless against the Dementors and I could only pray my babies weren’t harmed once they were through with me.
TRUE BETRAYAL
Chapter Two
The trial began as soon as they could gather every judge, juror and wizard of the ministry. All in all I was held in a holding cell for about twelve hours denied even the most basic of rights. As soon as I had been put in the cell, they removed my wand and said nothing to me. Hours later I was pulled from the cell with my protests being ignored and no one listening to anything I was saying. I was taken to a large court room were thirty or forty people sat in seats, dressed in maroon robes and looked down on me as I stood in the center. The Minister of Magic steeped to the podium and began calling everyone to order. Looking around I saw the Weasly clan sitting glaring with hate filled eyes. I saw the Headmaster shaking his head the twinkle in his eyes gone. Everywhere I looked, I found hate and disappointment. Turning back towards the front I watched as the Minister proceeded to read the charges all of two treason and murder. When Fred and George’s names were read Molly stood up and screamed hate filled words at me, words that tore more of my composure and faith away.
“What say you Mr. Potter?”
“I didn’t do anything wrong I would never betray anyone, much less people I see as family!”
“Headmaster, as an esteemed member of the Wizegamot, and Headmaster of Hogwarts what say you?”
“Mr. Potter was provided with means to clear him of all charges and he refused.”
“And what was offered?”
“I provided him with veritaserum so that when questioned every thing said would have been the complete truth.”
“Not so, that bastard could beat the serum!”
“Mr. Weasely, you will sit down and remain quiet!”
“No, Harry has been known to be immune to the imperious curse so the truth serum wouldn’t have affected him, he’s lying and my brothers are dead!”
“Mr. Weasely sit down! Whether he is immune or not he refused to take the potion.”
“Is that so Mr. Potter?”
“Yes, I will not take it!”
“Then you have as much as admitted your guilt as if you betrayed and killed the Weasely’s yourself.”
“I killed no one!”
No, but you betrayed everyone, it is obvious what must be done are we all in agreement?”
“Wait I haven’t even been allowed to have a defense a lawyer, something.”
“This is not a muggle court of law Mr. Potter and you have no need for any of those things since you are found guilty of treason against the Wizarding World as well as your collusion to torture and kill two people. His wand please.”
Watching as Minister Fudge took hold of my wand and snapped it, I felt like it was my soul being snapped in two.
“Harrison James Potter you are found guilty of treason and murder and will serve a life sentences in Azkaban where you will not be able to harm another soul. You will not be given the Dementors’s kiss as that would be showing mercy and leniency of which you did not show your victims.”
“You can’t do this! I didn’t kill anyone!”
“Take him away!”
The portkey to Azkaban was horrid and as soon as I could I emptied my stomach on the walkway before I was dragged into the fortress that was the prison. The warden approached and read the charges and read my sentence and all I could hear was my screams in my head the denial, the protests.I couldn’t believe it, I just couldn’t accept any of this, I was not here I was not being told that I no longer held any identity but that of a murderer and traitor, and that I was going to rightly serve out my sentence. The shock soon wore off and I stood in a locked cell, a small cell with no light, no warmth, there was really nothing but a few old blankets in a corner. Rushing to the door I began banging and screaming, someone would come, someone had to. I knew I was innocent, and they would all realize it to and come get me out of here, especially Draco he would be here soon I knew he would, our love was strong, I mean after awhile we realized all that rivalry and hateful remarks hid a deeper a more hidden truth and for two years we loved and made love. Draco would come. Realizing that I stopped screaming and banging and cover my still flat stomach all this commotion couldn’t be good and I knew I had to take care of myself now I could act reckless just because I had three lives depending on me. Finding a corner I slid down the cold wall and sat staring at the door. It would open any second and the nightmare would be over
Jolting awake I looked around myself expecting to feel warm arms and body next to me in bed. I was so ready to wake Draco and tell him of the horrible dream I had. Only as my mind cleared the hard, cold wall at my back reminded me that the warm body was the dream and the cell, I sat and fell asleep in was my new reality. I had no idea how long I was asleep for but obviously no one came. No one was going to come and I finally realized I was in Azkaban for life and the tears came. Again I don’t know for how long I sat there crying, sobbing really, before the rage took over. How could they? How could they believe I would do such things. Did none of them stop to think about what happened what I was accused of. How could I, the person most hated by Voldomort go and work with him, how would I survive that, next why would I help the bastard that had been haunting my life making it miserable since the day he murdered my parent’s. Did no one so how ridiculous that was. The twins, Fred George they were brothers as was all the Weasely’s men, I held them close, they were my family. What about Dumbledore, he just stood there and let this happen., all because I wouldn’t take the stupid potion. I couldn’t take it, not in my condition. I wasn’t going to put my babies at risk. The medi-witch I had seen just that morning had given me a clear list of the do’s and don’ts and drinking potions other then for prenatal care would harm the fetuses, and for that I was condemned. The one person I expected hate from had not disappointed me Snape was Snape a snarky git, and I expected nothing less. What I didn’t expect was Draco’s condemnation, of all the detractors I knew Draco wouldn’t abandon me and wouldn’t give up on us so easily. Apparently I was blind as well as stupid because he was with them and gave me no quarter, he gave me nothing to hold onto, after two years, after the trials and the successes after I gave him everything I am. He didn’t even have the decency to come to the courthouse, to even attempt to support me. Shaking myself from my dark thoughts I rubbed my hand across my belly wondering how was I going to survive, how were the three babies I carried going to survive in prison? As I continued to brood and think I came to the realization that the temperature was dropping lower then what it had been and I knew of only one thing that was responsible, without my wand I was defenseless against the Dementors and I could only pray my babies weren’t harmed once they were through with me.