One's True Nature

22

Draco eyed his opponent angrily as he pointed his wand. However, he was very aware of two things. This man didn't have a wand and two he hadn't the slightest idea how to start this duel. He began with a basic fire spell just to get a feeling for how screwed he might be. When Rasputin dispatched this spell with his breath, Draco knew just how screwed he was.
He wouldn't give up though, he didn't have that option now.

"Lucius, You are too old for fighting." The man smiled, let me show you how it's done. With a flash of speed, he cast his own fire spell. Draco cast his strongest shield charm making sure to make it so Ron and Harry were both protected by it. He was suprised when the impact barely registered, but Draco didn't have time to worry to much about this as the spell would stop and he'd have to consider his next move.

Draco didn't have much time to react as his whole body went stiff as soon as the shield spell dropped. He cursed himself as he realized what he had done. Rasputin had used his vast magic to enter the blonde pureblood's mind. He was looked for something but Draco wasn't sure what. He felt himself stand up, he walked involuntarily over to Harry and Ron, who was cradling a gravly injured Harry. Draco was shocked by the sight and his concentration faltered. This caused Rasputin to laugh, using Draco's mouth and his own voice.

"You are not Luicius little one, why did you lie to...ah...it was a nice idea."

This was very unsettling to Draco as he could tell Ron was thinking about making a move and Draco prayed silently that he wouldn't do anything stupid to jeprodize Harry, who looked very pale already. Draco swore as he felt his brain ignite in a heat that threatened maddness.

"Draco Malfoy, son of Luicius and Narcissa Malfoy, Pureblood wizards. Ah, the pathetic nature of those parents of yours." Draco could tell that Rasputin was looking through his eyes down at the two men who he had already victimized. He tried to break the hold again, but the only option he might have was really dangerous and he might die in the attempt. "Ah, the Potter boy, quite obnoxious and brave, a....love interest, my my, Harry...oh...Draco, you two have loved before haven't you?" Draco stopped his internal battle in confusion. "accept that someone has taken your memory of it, but I can sense the fragments of love...did you know this Draco, you have loved him before. This is very curious indeed. Draco was confused so much, what the fuck did he mean?

"Would you like me to give you your memories back?" And Draco couldn't respond and then the hot pain he felt before felt more like a big knife driving itself down the middle of his head and in a flash of very powerful pain, memories long forgotten flooded back.

Draco felt the memories with private horror as Harry, from their fifth year was smiling at him watching a night sky. They had shared some time together from what Draco could tell after some kind of fight. He didn't understand, he wanted to and he didn't want to at the same time. He watched more memories surface and was equally horrified as more passionate memories rose up and even...a sexual encounter. He squirmed, or tried to. And then he saw it. He could feel his indecision in the memory as he lifted his wand and pointed it at Harry and said with a tear slidding down his eye. 'Obliviate'.

Draco shouted with all of his might,

"Get out of my head, grrrr, GET OUT GET OUT!!!

"And just how do you intend to make me?" Rasputin used and unsually warm tone, but Draco was too angry to care.

"I won't let you do this anymore, I won't. You may control my mind and my body, but there's one thing a Malfoy always keeps.....HIS PRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIDE!" And in an instant Draco was free, his skin ignited in bright sliver fire.

Ron didn't understand anything, but he tried not to get distracted by anything as Harry was depending on him to stay alive. He saw Draco's skin ignite and he flinched and nearly lost concentration. He tried to keep himself calm, but he felt stuck and very scared.

"Don't you let him go Ron, because if you do, I will kill you." And with that Draco Malfoy, still surrounded by silver flames, turned and walked toward his opponent, renewed anger washed with the pain of these new memories. He hoped they weren't true. He'd taken Harry's memories of their time together and someone had helped him remove his. He didn't even want to know what he'd done. It seemed so awful.

"Pay attention to me Rasputin, because as strong as you imagine you are, I am just as strong. Pay attention because I can only do this once." And with that Draco let loose with the most inhuman scream that Ron ever remembered hearing.


St. Mungos had never had a case such as this. Albus Severus Potter thrashed in his bed violently as his friend mother and doctor all tried to calm him. He couldn't be consoled and the more they tried the more the small boy's desperation increased. He was so sure he needed to go. Scorpious was trying his best to make Albus hear him.

"Calm down, it's alright." Scorpious whispered to no avail.


Ron had watched as Draco's silver flames worked themselves into a hot frenzy and started to collect right above the man as he continued to scream painfully. He was letting his magic out, magic generated by the soul, Ron knew that this was a very specific kind of magic called Soul Fire magic. He was using dangerous magic that could possibly kill him and Ron was shocked because this wasn't magic everyone could use, it was a magic directly related to the bloodline of Godric Griffyndor.
He watched in amazement as the fire that collected above Malfoy began to take the shape of a giant silver dragon.

Draco wasn't concerned about an attack from Rasputin while he worked, the man's expression told a story of curiousity and wonder as he watched the Dragon begin to swirl. 'That's it, there's nothing to fear here' Draco smirked inwardly. 'It's almost time for you to go back to where you came from.'


'Wake up Albus'

"Who are you"

'Wake up, you need to go'

"Just leave me alone"

'Albus, wake up, set me free'

"I'm scared"

'Albus, people will die if you don't wake up'

"But I can't"

'Yes you can, just let me out'

"I can't"

'Albus, Scorpious will die if you don't'

"I.."

'Wake up'


When Draco finally attacked, it was clear that Rasputin wasn't expecting this powerful magic and he started to try and stop the Dragon as it began to coil around him, tightening, it's body bright with the pure silver fire of Draco Malfoy's soul. It began to tighten more and Rasputin did not scream, but it was clear that he was struggling and very angry.

As Draco watched, he felt his vision blur. 'Shit' he thought, he didn't have the strength to mount another attack and Harry was injured. Ron was keeping him alive. Draco used the last bit of his strength to stagger and limp over to Harry's body before he collapsed to the floor. A hand clasping one of Harry's thinking over the memories. One word coming to him. 'Obliviate.'

"Sorry. I guess I tapped myself out." Draco groaned. "New to this whole hero thing weasel." He mumbled. "Sorry."

Ron was completely unable to react. He had to make a choice. Harry or Draco and himself. He didn't think much as he watched Malfoy's eyes close, exhaustion taking him. Ron cursed, this was a fine time to be completely abandoned. He did know that atleast Rasputin was still contained within Draco's magic giving him some time to consider just how he'd make his next move once he decided what it would be.

'Wake up'

Albus jerked awake and grabbed for Scorpious and in an instant, they both were gone. Leaving Ginny Weasely distraught and with a confused doctor.


Harry had not understood a thing that had led up to this point. The truth was, if he thought about it, it might detur him. He didn't want to be stopped. He liked what Malfoy was doing to him. The little nibbles on his neck calmed his tension. Draco seemed intent on making Harry melt Harry's shivers only increased his kissing and licking and Harry began to feel his knees give way. Draco had pulled him from the wall and directed him carefully to the bed. Hopefully they wouldn't be noticed.

It wasn't a few minutes more until Harry was begging him to fuck him. It wasn't dirty, it wasn't lust or casual desire, but a deep need. Harry needed to feel desired, more than being the boy who lived, Draco understood this as he took him. Gently, taking care to always look Harry in the eye, he didn't want Harry to think he was just another conquest. Draco could have anyone, but Harry reached him the way no one could. He thrusted over and over.

Harry never let go of those eyes. Not once, not even when his vision became blurry with passion as his g-spot was hammered, again and again, He moaned finally, and pulled Draco into a hug. After all the shit that had led him to Draco's arms in the last two weeks, he guessed it was because Draco had made him so angry and he needed someone to give him a damn good reason to fight. The fight Draco gave the night after Sirius death, this wasn't what Harry had intended, but Draco had been so, passionate, so wonderfully accomdiating.

He didn't care how it happened just now as they reached orgasm together. Draco breathed against Harry's neck. Harry didn't need to care about anything right now. Dumbledore or Voldemort couldn't have this. Not now, not ever. Draco ran his hand Down Harry's leg. "Potter, you need to go soon." Harry would have been insulted, but the cool sweet way Draco spoke left him feeling light and easy.

"I know."

Draco got dressed and Harry got dressed, he didn't think he could go through with his plan. Was this really right? Was it fair to Potter, was this more about him than Harry. He didn't know, but Harry had suspected something, he called him over to the window and looked at him sadly.

"What's wrong Draco?" Harry's voice was gentle and suddenly deep and warm. Draco shivered.

"Noth..." Draco's face twisted as tears surprised even himself.

"Draco, I love you...you don't need..."

Draco smiled so sadly a tear streamed down his cheek. Harry stopped in confusion. "Why did you have to say those words Potter, why those words, why? Why couldn't you just be..." and Draco slipped his wand from his sleeve. Harry reached out and just before he could touch Draco the Slytherin pointed his wand and whispered obliviate. Stealing nearly two weeks from the Griffyndor's life.

"Why?" Draco cried. He hugged Harry's body to him. The boy's face still vacant and lost. "Forgive me, but I can't let this happen to you again." Draco's face hardened and he began to tell Harry the most awful lies he could think of.



Ron made to move quickily when he was stopped by the appearance of two boys. Albus and Scorpious appeared between him and Rasputin, clearly unaware of the danger they were in.

'let me out Albus'

"Where are we Potter?" Scorpious realized quickily that he and his friend were in danger. How often does a man wrapped in a bright sliver dragon turn out to be friendly?

"I can't, I don't know how, I'm too afraid to do this alone." Albus spoke aloud to no one.

Scorpious never had the chance to ask his friend what he meant. As the Man who stood in front of them broke free of his trap and began to walk toward them. He stood in front of his friend protectively.

'LET ME OUT!'

Scorpious was no match for the man as he threw a bolt of blue magic at the two boys carelessly and Scorpious without considering it for a second turned a hugged Albus.

'You would die for me like this?' I can't, I won't let you do that. Please, don't let him die!' And with a bright flash of pure white hot power Albus Potter was unleashed and Scorpious was set down directly behind him after being lifted into the air.

"Are you sure we can beat him?"

'Do you trust me?'

"Do I have a choice?"

'Not really.'

Scorpious was in shock watching Albus speaking to himself. He was bigger, by almost a foot, his reddish black hair messy and waving, his face stone intense.

"Scorpious, stay with our fathers. This wizard is my problem." Even his voice was different. Scorpious obeyed, still very confused.

"Who are you Boy?" Rasputin finally asked regaining his senses from the geniune shock of the last few moments.

"You should know me Rasputin, we have clashed many times since our births. My name..." He smirked as he flexed his hands at his sides. "Is Merlin!" At this, the big tyrant stepped back, his eyes wide in shock.


End chapter 22
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A/N Reviews are nice, sorry this chapter is a bit jumpy, but I had alot I needed to get done here and I felt like this was a rough draft. By the way, what did you think of my twist? Sometimes love isn't ever easy.