Shadows and Orbs

Chapter 21

Wyatt walked down the corridor, the cold drifting down the hall. The silence was overwhelming and made Wyatt want to scream. The walls were dark and the corridor unlit. Wyatt stumbled forward, an overwhelming stillness almost strangling him.

"Wyatt," the voice came from his right, cutting through the silence like a knife. Wyatt turned quickly and walked towards the voice, he knew that voice.

"Chris!" Wyatt yelled as he moved quickly, his ears listening for the voice again.

"Wyatt," the voice sounded again, sorrow clear in the tone making Wyatt's heart ache as he sped up his steps.

"CHRIS!" Wyatt yelled once more, his voice loud and echoing,

"Wyatt," the voice called again and Wyatt came to stop in front of a large wooden door, a large lock on the door.

"Chris," Wyatt called out again while pressing his ear to the door.

"Wyatt," Chris's voice came through the door the tone filled with relief and hope.

A breeze blew at Wyatt, chilling him to the core, a chill similar to that of his lover's but so much more ancient and powerful. Wyatt turned and gasped as it began to cover him, he slid down the door and onto the stone floor gasping for breath.

"Young King," a voice rasped at him, the tone grating and course. Wyatt shuddered as he felt a cold sweep over him.

"Wyatt," a voice sounded, the voice though was far away and distance.

"Chris," Wyatt answered, one hand resting on the door behind him.

"Wyatt," the voice sounded again. It was Chris…it was Harry.

"WYATT!" the shout came through loud and clear.

With a cry Wyatt opened his eyes and noticed Harry was gripping his face tightly in his hands. His body registered pain in his shoulders and the warm grasp of Harry.

"Harry?" Wyatt gasped.

"Wyatt," Harry said and seemed to collapse on Wyatt, "I couldn't wake you."

Wyatt raised a hand and moved Harry's face to his own. He rubbed his thumb along the delicate skin and looked at his shaking lover.

"Harry," Wyatt whispered and drew Harry's face up till his blue eyes locked with green.

"Wyatt," Harry whispered back and one pale hand reached up and grabbed onto Wyatt's neck and his fingers trailed over the bottom of his neck, as is reassuring himself that Wyatt was still there.

"Why didn't you wake?" Harry asked his voice quiet and pained.

"I was having a vision," Wyatt replied and hugged Harry's form to him.

"I though you were dying," Harry choked out, clinging to Wyatt's larger form.

"No, but I'm scared Chris is," Wyatt replied and Harry looked at him in shock.

"Chris? The vision was of Chris?" Harry asked, sitting up properly and pulling away from Wyatt's embrace, though he kept both hands on his lover.

"Yes, I could hear him calling me," Wyatt explained.

"Show me," Harry demanded and Wyatt placed his hand over Harry's and let his vision rush into Harry. Harry closed his eyes tightly and Wyatt watched the emotions play across his face. Happiness when he heard Chris's voice, worry at the surroundings, and then glee at the darkness that invaded the vision. Harry gave a short hysterical cackle as the vision ended and Wyatt looked at his lover strangely.

"Harry?" Wyatt frowned.

"Love, its soo powerful," Harry whispered gleefully and bent down to place a kiss on Wyatt's unresponsive lips.

"It?" Wyatt whispered looking into his soul-mate's eyes and seeing the darkness dancing within them, the room has taken on a distinctly chilly feel.

"Yes, and its all mine," Harry giggled and leaned down and kissed Wyatt once more.

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The members of the Order filtered into the Great Hall of Hogwarts, they sat on a large table and looked towards the middle where the headmaster sat.

"Welcome," Albus stated as he rose from his chair, his arms spread out and a smile on his face despite the dark times. He could see the Order relax a little, he was their leader and seeing him always brought them hope.

"Now, Malfoy Manor has being attacked, but no by Voldemort," Albus started, and paused as whispers rose between the Order, wondering who would have attacked the Manor. Albus cleared his throat and once again the room fell silent as they waited for more information.

"Lucius Malfoy was found dead, along with Theodore Nott, among the destruction," Albus explained, "evidence from the scene shows that Draco Malfoy was also there but from the tests done and location of the evidence it suggests that Lucius Malfoy had captured his son and was holding him in the dungeons of the Manor."

"His own son? Why would he do that?" Arthur Weasley asked, he may not like the Malfoy boy but he didn't want anything bad to happen to the boy- he was still a child.

"A book was found in the cell where Draco's blood was found, it was bookmarked on a page which talked about ways to break Veela bonds," Albus explained, "after a test was carried out on Draco's blood we were able to determine he was in fact a Veela, we believe that Lucius found out who his son's Mate was and did not like it, therefore at risk of causing permanent damage to his son set to break the bond."

"That horrible man!" Mrs Weasley shrieked and many of the Order members agreed, though some where still silent, some thinking that the Malfoy boy deserved what he got. Hermione and Ron exchanged a look.

"Professor, surely Draco was a follower of the Dark Lord, and it he is injured it would mean that You-Know-Who has one less follower," Hermione reasoned, she didn't understand why they were talking about this.

"Miss Granger, there was nothing to suggest that young Draco was a Death Eater, in fact Draco was not even living at the Manor and hasn't being for quite a while," Albus told her, "I believe that Draco left when he found out who is Mate was."

"Oh," Hermione muttered and shot a snickering Ginny a look.

"However, the most shocking evidence found was the blood of Fred and George Weasley," Albus stated and watched as everyone erupted, yells began to be directed at him and each other, Mrs Weasley became teary eyed and Mr Weasley froze. Bill and Charlie looked panicked, while Ginny and Ron began yelling at the Headmaster.

"Silence," Albus commanded and he spread out his magic to calm them, "the presence of Fred and George prompted a search at the Joke Shop, an attack defiantly happened there. However, the evidence collected from the scene shows that both Draco and Lucius was there, Draco was in fact injured at the shop."

"Why would the Ferret be at the twins shop?" Ron spat, his face turning red.

"During the search several items were found, some photos which told us more information of why Fred and George were there," Albus waved his wand and behind him an image appeared, kind of like a hologram but only those familiar with Muggles could see that.

The image showed was a wizarding photograph; it showed one of the twins stood in front of the bathroom mirror fiddling with his tie looking harassed. However, to their shock it also showed Draco Malfoy sat on the counter in front of him calmly taking the tie and fastening it correctly with a smile.

The image changed to show the twins and Draco on the sofa, Draco being hugged to one of the twins while his feet were being massaged by the other. Draco's eyes were closed and he appeared to be content, and by the movements of the twins the Order could tell they were talking quietly to one another.

The image paused and the Order was left silent looking at one another, and most importantly the Weasley family.

"Molly, Arthur, did you know about any of this?" Albus asked them looking at them over his half mooned spectacles.

"No!" Molly shouted, looking shocked and harassed.

"Albus, we haven't had a lot of contact with the twins over the last few years," Arthur explained, "while they would come and visit us, it was always there choice. If we suggested a visit at their own apartment they always said no, we don't even have their floo address."

"If Draco was their Mate, it would make sense that they loved together," Albus finished, putting the puzzle together.

"Lucius Malfoy must have found out about their relationship and tried to break their bond," Kingsley Shacklebolt theorized.

"I came to the same conclusion," Albus agreed.

"Why would they hide this from us Albus?" Arthur asked looking pained.

"I think Draco's last name played a part in this, I think the twins thought Draco would be automatically hated," Albus told them, "to them Draco would have been the most important person in their lives, and if Draco had asked them they would have never seen you again. However, they did continue to see you, which leads me to believe that Draco doesn't wish to make them leave."

"Come on! The ferret has being controlling them!" Ron burst out, wincing when Hermione smacked him over the head.

"RON! Listen to the Professor," Hermione scolded him though she did agree with his view.

"Thanks you Miss Granger," Albus said with a smile before continuing, "however, no signs of Fred, George or Draco were found at the Manor, which leads us to believe they are alive. The most important evidence is how the Manor was attacked, it was by pure magic. Something only powerful wizards and witches can access."

"Professor, I have never heard of Pure Magic," Hermione said and many of the Order members nodded their heads in agreement.

"Our own magic comes from within us, however, the purest magic is from the Earth and elements itself," Albus began, "very few can access this power. I can only access a small part of it. This type of magic is dangerous and only the strongest can control it and survive it. Even Lord Voldemort cannot use this power safely," he finished ignoring the flinches at the Dark Lord's name.

"So whoever used this power had to be strong and powerful, at least as powerful as you," Hermione finished and Albus nodded.

"How many attacked the Manor?" Bill asked from his seat by his Mother.

"Only two," Albus answered, knowing that they thought the attack would take a lot of people.

"Two?" Bill choked.

"Yes, the echoes of power left by these two are staggering and many of the Ministry workers left feeling ill at the power within the area," Albus told them.

"How much Pure Magic are we talking about?" Hermione asked.

"A lot more than has ever being used before, these two are more powerful than anything I have ever seen before," Albus said gravely, "if they wanted to they could crush us without ever coming near us."

"Professor, surely that kind of power is impossible to obtain?" Molly pleaded, not wanting to think about the danger her sons could be in.

"I am afraid that it is true Molly; there are now forces out there that could decide our fates. I believe that their involvement at Malfoy Manor and the possible rescue of the twins and Draco could mean that they are already deciding what shall happen," Albus explained.

"Which means we have two new players in the war," Bill stated.

"Yes, and we need to know what side they are on," Albus finished with a solemn air.

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