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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
Chapters:
21
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28,464
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123
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Currently Reading:
3
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Chapter 20
Harry had been taken a week ago and now there was only a week left until Christmas. The other Slytherins had tried to get Draco to leave the dorm, but he didn’t even have the energy to get out of bed. He would wake up during the night calling for Harry and his eyes would sadden upon seeing the empty bed. The headmaster had told them he was doing all he could, but there was nothing that could be done. As far as the wizarding world was concerned Harry had used mutant abilities to convince Draco that he was the veela’s mate and Jason wasn’t.
Meanwhile in a fortress far away Harry lay curled up on a stone slab trying to keep as warm as possible. They had placed him in a cell with wards that blocked all magic and he was slowly freezing to death. He had Dementors guarding his cell the entire time and was having trouble holding on to consciousness. The first couple of nights he had cried himself to sleep thinking about how Draco was suffering and now he wasn’t conscious long enough to shed a tear.
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Draco couldn’t hold it back anymore, he had been fighting with his veela side and now he just decided it would be best to give up and let his other part be in control. He was just thankful male veelas didn’t turn into the bird like creatures. He did get wings, and his eyes turned pure black, but other than that there was no change. He heard his clothing tear and knew his wings, which were a sort of bat like, had just sprung out of his back. It usually hurt to have to summon his wings, but he was doing this to get his mate back and pain wasn’t an issue.
Jason was walking down to the Slytherin dorm to check on how HIS mate was doing and to possibly see if the other boy was ready to bond with him. He figured Draco had had enough time to forget about Harry and would be ready to bond with him. He did not expect the blond to catch up to him in the near the Great Hall in full veela mode. He let out a startled squeak when a hand went around his throat and he was lifted from his feet.
“I know you were the one who had him taken away. I don’t care what you have to do you get him back here now or I won’t hesitate in snapping your neck and saving Voldemort the trouble of killing you.” Draco said as he smashed the other boy into the stone wall closest to the two. The noise brought everyone in the Great Hall out to see what was going on.
“Mr. Malfoy, you will unhand him immediately, or I will have to arrest you.” Fudge said as he exited the Great Hall where he had been talking with Albus. He had been there to see how the bonding was going, but seeing this he knew the two had a ways to go.
“Actually Cornelius, Mr. Malfoy is within his legal rights as a veela to harm anyone who harms his mate.” Came a voice from the door.
“Who are you?” Draco asked glaring at this stranger.
“Charles called me after young Harry was arrested. Sorry it took so long, but I came as soon as I could. Wallace Rivers, American Minister of Magic.” The man, Wallace, said as he smiled at the veela. “Now as young Harry is an American citizen it is us who should be made to deal with him and I think he should be brought here now before Mr. Malfoy loses all control on his abilities and kills someone.”
“That is not possible, he was born in Britain making him my responsibility.” Fudge fumed.
“That may be so, but Logan had decided when they boy was 10 that he should apply to be an American Citizen and I have his papers right here.” Wallace said as he handed over the signed official documents. “And further more I think he should be reunited with his mate as it is obvious by Mr. Potter’s position he was never the true mate to begin with and Harry was. That is of course Mr. Malfoy treated Harry like that as well.”
Fudge just looked at the papers in frustration and knew he couldn’t win this one. “Have someone ready to pick him up at the Ministry at five tonight.” He said, he was going to have a lot of paperwork now, especially if he wanted to keep the boy who lived out of Azkaban.
“His father and I will be there.” Wallace said and smirked as the man stormed off. He then walked over to the veela and said, “You can drop him now, your mate will be back with you by 7 o’clock tonight.” He smiled when the boy dropped the Potter who promptly ran away. He then walked over to Charles and smiled at his old friend. “We are lucky he didn’t run spells to see if the papers were valid. I don’t think the ink on the citizenship papers was dry when I left the office.” He said and had to hold back a laugh when all the Slytherins looked at him in shock.
“That is vhy you never mess vith Americans. They are too damn cunning for their own good. You Slytherins don’t stand a chance against an American on their worst day.” Kurt said when he saw the appreciative looks cross all their faces. This just led all the Americans to laugh.
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Harry tried to lift his head when he heard someone walking down the hall, but after a week without food he found even that took to much energy. He was startled when his cell door opened and a large black man walked in. “It’s time to go Mr. Potter. You father is waiting at the Ministry to pick you up and take you home. It seems your brother was lying and the proof has come to light. You get to go back home to your family and your mate.” The man said as he lifted the small teen. He realized just what hell the child had been through when he felt how light the boy was.
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Logan waited impatiently for his son to be brought to him with Wallace. He wanted to kill ever wizard in the building for what they had done to his son, especially when he heard what exactly Azkaban was like. He was broken from his musing when he saw a man walking with a bundle of blankets and knew his son was there. Instantly he was in front of the man taking his son and holding him close. He could see Harry was asleep and he decided it was best not to wake the boy.
“Come on Logan, we should get him back and have the nurse look over him.” Wallace said as he walked up behind the man. At hearing the mention of having his son looked over by the nurse Logan followed the man out.
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Draco was finally able to retract his wings when Harry was placed back into his arms. At that time the two were sleeping in the hospital wing and their parents and godparents were watching over them. The adults looked up when they heard the doors open and watched cautiously as James and Lily Potter walked in. They were filled with apprehension as the two stopped directly in front of Logan.
“I just wanted to tell you that we are going to stop trying to take your son from you. It is obvious he is better off with you than he would be with us.” Lily said as she smiled sadly at the thought of losing her little boy all over again.
Logan just grunted and walked over to the bed where his little boy was sleeping with his head rested on the chest of the blond veela. “You would never have gotten him anyways. I can disappear quite well and would have done so to keep him with me.” He said as he smoothed the dark bangs off the boy’s face. It these people expected him to forgive them they had another thing coming.
Meanwhile in a fortress far away Harry lay curled up on a stone slab trying to keep as warm as possible. They had placed him in a cell with wards that blocked all magic and he was slowly freezing to death. He had Dementors guarding his cell the entire time and was having trouble holding on to consciousness. The first couple of nights he had cried himself to sleep thinking about how Draco was suffering and now he wasn’t conscious long enough to shed a tear.
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Draco couldn’t hold it back anymore, he had been fighting with his veela side and now he just decided it would be best to give up and let his other part be in control. He was just thankful male veelas didn’t turn into the bird like creatures. He did get wings, and his eyes turned pure black, but other than that there was no change. He heard his clothing tear and knew his wings, which were a sort of bat like, had just sprung out of his back. It usually hurt to have to summon his wings, but he was doing this to get his mate back and pain wasn’t an issue.
Jason was walking down to the Slytherin dorm to check on how HIS mate was doing and to possibly see if the other boy was ready to bond with him. He figured Draco had had enough time to forget about Harry and would be ready to bond with him. He did not expect the blond to catch up to him in the near the Great Hall in full veela mode. He let out a startled squeak when a hand went around his throat and he was lifted from his feet.
“I know you were the one who had him taken away. I don’t care what you have to do you get him back here now or I won’t hesitate in snapping your neck and saving Voldemort the trouble of killing you.” Draco said as he smashed the other boy into the stone wall closest to the two. The noise brought everyone in the Great Hall out to see what was going on.
“Mr. Malfoy, you will unhand him immediately, or I will have to arrest you.” Fudge said as he exited the Great Hall where he had been talking with Albus. He had been there to see how the bonding was going, but seeing this he knew the two had a ways to go.
“Actually Cornelius, Mr. Malfoy is within his legal rights as a veela to harm anyone who harms his mate.” Came a voice from the door.
“Who are you?” Draco asked glaring at this stranger.
“Charles called me after young Harry was arrested. Sorry it took so long, but I came as soon as I could. Wallace Rivers, American Minister of Magic.” The man, Wallace, said as he smiled at the veela. “Now as young Harry is an American citizen it is us who should be made to deal with him and I think he should be brought here now before Mr. Malfoy loses all control on his abilities and kills someone.”
“That is not possible, he was born in Britain making him my responsibility.” Fudge fumed.
“That may be so, but Logan had decided when they boy was 10 that he should apply to be an American Citizen and I have his papers right here.” Wallace said as he handed over the signed official documents. “And further more I think he should be reunited with his mate as it is obvious by Mr. Potter’s position he was never the true mate to begin with and Harry was. That is of course Mr. Malfoy treated Harry like that as well.”
Fudge just looked at the papers in frustration and knew he couldn’t win this one. “Have someone ready to pick him up at the Ministry at five tonight.” He said, he was going to have a lot of paperwork now, especially if he wanted to keep the boy who lived out of Azkaban.
“His father and I will be there.” Wallace said and smirked as the man stormed off. He then walked over to the veela and said, “You can drop him now, your mate will be back with you by 7 o’clock tonight.” He smiled when the boy dropped the Potter who promptly ran away. He then walked over to Charles and smiled at his old friend. “We are lucky he didn’t run spells to see if the papers were valid. I don’t think the ink on the citizenship papers was dry when I left the office.” He said and had to hold back a laugh when all the Slytherins looked at him in shock.
“That is vhy you never mess vith Americans. They are too damn cunning for their own good. You Slytherins don’t stand a chance against an American on their worst day.” Kurt said when he saw the appreciative looks cross all their faces. This just led all the Americans to laugh.
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Harry tried to lift his head when he heard someone walking down the hall, but after a week without food he found even that took to much energy. He was startled when his cell door opened and a large black man walked in. “It’s time to go Mr. Potter. You father is waiting at the Ministry to pick you up and take you home. It seems your brother was lying and the proof has come to light. You get to go back home to your family and your mate.” The man said as he lifted the small teen. He realized just what hell the child had been through when he felt how light the boy was.
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Logan waited impatiently for his son to be brought to him with Wallace. He wanted to kill ever wizard in the building for what they had done to his son, especially when he heard what exactly Azkaban was like. He was broken from his musing when he saw a man walking with a bundle of blankets and knew his son was there. Instantly he was in front of the man taking his son and holding him close. He could see Harry was asleep and he decided it was best not to wake the boy.
“Come on Logan, we should get him back and have the nurse look over him.” Wallace said as he walked up behind the man. At hearing the mention of having his son looked over by the nurse Logan followed the man out.
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Draco was finally able to retract his wings when Harry was placed back into his arms. At that time the two were sleeping in the hospital wing and their parents and godparents were watching over them. The adults looked up when they heard the doors open and watched cautiously as James and Lily Potter walked in. They were filled with apprehension as the two stopped directly in front of Logan.
“I just wanted to tell you that we are going to stop trying to take your son from you. It is obvious he is better off with you than he would be with us.” Lily said as she smiled sadly at the thought of losing her little boy all over again.
Logan just grunted and walked over to the bed where his little boy was sleeping with his head rested on the chest of the blond veela. “You would never have gotten him anyways. I can disappear quite well and would have done so to keep him with me.” He said as he smoothed the dark bangs off the boy’s face. It these people expected him to forgive them they had another thing coming.