What Must Be Done
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Adult ++
Chapters:
10
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2,789
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9
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Devotion
Chapter 2: Devotion
George stumbled out of the bathroom just in time to have Fred catch him as he tripped.
“You ready now?” Fed asked as he set his twin back on his feat.
“Almost!” George called over his shoulder as he disappeared into their room.
“HURRY UP!” Fred shouted back.
“Okay! I’m ready! Let’s go.”
“‘Bout time,” Fred muttered as they Disapperated
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The two redheads Apperated into the living room of the Burro. Surveying the room it became clear where they would find their baby brother.
Hailing their mom with matching cheery grins, the twins headed up the stairs.
And sure enough. Ron was asleep on his bed. The twins shared a knowing look. George sidled forward, his hand dipping into his front pocket. With one last glance at his twin by the door George moved in for the attack.
Their next stop was Ginny’s room. Hermione was sleeping there. The same course of action was repeated with the muggle born witch.
The twins moved back downstairs. Their hearts pounding in their throats. Two down four to go.
~~~
Severus woke to the screaming of a young child. With a sigh born of many nights in this very position Severus rose from bed. He snatched his robe from it’s hook by the door before stumbling into the adjoining room. On the large bed sat Elly. Cradled in her lap was the source of the noise, her sister, Morenii.
“Is she waking up yet?” he asked. Elly shook her head, her small face showing worry. “Scoot,” he said, not unkindly, and pushed Elly towards the middle of the bed. Elly scrambled into a half kneel as Snape took her twin into his arms. As the screams filled the room Snap began to rock the girl. Words no one would ever expect to emerge from Severus Snape’s mouth poured out. Comforting, loving, gentle. He continued to rock the child until she came to, her multi colored eyes blinking slowly in her waking daze.
In the moments before sleep fled her completely Moren whispered, “he is hidden. Treated as a prince he is hidden. The savior will come. Darkness to save a dark prince. Darkness to overcome the dark. Only love will give his shadows pause. Love to save…to save…death…”
Snape raised his head to stare blankly towards Elly. “Do you have it?” he asked as Moren’s breathing became ragged. Elly nodded, her quick moving fingers only now coming to a halt, the quill poised above the parchment as though she expected more. “Then it is time to sleep,” Snape told her and eased Moren back onto the bed. Elly looked hesitant but when Snap made to rise she launched herself at him, hugging him.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “Thank you Grandpa Sevy. Thank you.”
“Hush,” Snape said and pushed her back into the bed. He lifted the parchment from the side table and moved towards the door that led to his own waiting bed. “Sleep now, Elly. Tomorrow we move again.”
In the morning, when they were all awake and Elly poised to write to her “Papa”, Snape would repeat his long used warning: do not tell Harry of Moren’s dreams. ‘Never tell Harry of her dreams…’
~~~
Blaise curled his arm around his Pansy. He couldn’t see her. The invisibility charm was a good one. If anyone should enter the room unannounced all they would see would be a very naked Blaise, bed covers were too dangerous to use.
Blaise sighed and silently cursed his and Pansy’s lots in life. They hadn’t even completed school yet! They shouldn’t have to sneak and hide like this. They shouldn’t need to plot every word they spoke, every step they took. But they did. They were the children of devout Voldemort followers.
In truth, they shouldn’t have even had a choice. Follow or die. They wanted neither. So they hid. Snuck. Plotted. Blaise closed his eyes for a long moment. How he wished his Pansy was free of this life. Free of the danger and the worry.
“I love you to much for this,” he moaned. Pansy’s sleeping breaths never faltered. Blaise leaned forward to breath deeply of her smell. It was as close to her as he ever felt. Not even in sex could he gain the serenity her very smell gave him. “I just want you safe…”
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George stumbled out of the bathroom just in time to have Fred catch him as he tripped.
“You ready now?” Fed asked as he set his twin back on his feat.
“Almost!” George called over his shoulder as he disappeared into their room.
“HURRY UP!” Fred shouted back.
“Okay! I’m ready! Let’s go.”
“‘Bout time,” Fred muttered as they Disapperated
-----
The two redheads Apperated into the living room of the Burro. Surveying the room it became clear where they would find their baby brother.
Hailing their mom with matching cheery grins, the twins headed up the stairs.
And sure enough. Ron was asleep on his bed. The twins shared a knowing look. George sidled forward, his hand dipping into his front pocket. With one last glance at his twin by the door George moved in for the attack.
Their next stop was Ginny’s room. Hermione was sleeping there. The same course of action was repeated with the muggle born witch.
The twins moved back downstairs. Their hearts pounding in their throats. Two down four to go.
~~~
Severus woke to the screaming of a young child. With a sigh born of many nights in this very position Severus rose from bed. He snatched his robe from it’s hook by the door before stumbling into the adjoining room. On the large bed sat Elly. Cradled in her lap was the source of the noise, her sister, Morenii.
“Is she waking up yet?” he asked. Elly shook her head, her small face showing worry. “Scoot,” he said, not unkindly, and pushed Elly towards the middle of the bed. Elly scrambled into a half kneel as Snape took her twin into his arms. As the screams filled the room Snap began to rock the girl. Words no one would ever expect to emerge from Severus Snape’s mouth poured out. Comforting, loving, gentle. He continued to rock the child until she came to, her multi colored eyes blinking slowly in her waking daze.
In the moments before sleep fled her completely Moren whispered, “he is hidden. Treated as a prince he is hidden. The savior will come. Darkness to save a dark prince. Darkness to overcome the dark. Only love will give his shadows pause. Love to save…to save…death…”
Snape raised his head to stare blankly towards Elly. “Do you have it?” he asked as Moren’s breathing became ragged. Elly nodded, her quick moving fingers only now coming to a halt, the quill poised above the parchment as though she expected more. “Then it is time to sleep,” Snape told her and eased Moren back onto the bed. Elly looked hesitant but when Snap made to rise she launched herself at him, hugging him.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “Thank you Grandpa Sevy. Thank you.”
“Hush,” Snape said and pushed her back into the bed. He lifted the parchment from the side table and moved towards the door that led to his own waiting bed. “Sleep now, Elly. Tomorrow we move again.”
In the morning, when they were all awake and Elly poised to write to her “Papa”, Snape would repeat his long used warning: do not tell Harry of Moren’s dreams. ‘Never tell Harry of her dreams…’
~~~
Blaise curled his arm around his Pansy. He couldn’t see her. The invisibility charm was a good one. If anyone should enter the room unannounced all they would see would be a very naked Blaise, bed covers were too dangerous to use.
Blaise sighed and silently cursed his and Pansy’s lots in life. They hadn’t even completed school yet! They shouldn’t have to sneak and hide like this. They shouldn’t need to plot every word they spoke, every step they took. But they did. They were the children of devout Voldemort followers.
In truth, they shouldn’t have even had a choice. Follow or die. They wanted neither. So they hid. Snuck. Plotted. Blaise closed his eyes for a long moment. How he wished his Pansy was free of this life. Free of the danger and the worry.
“I love you to much for this,” he moaned. Pansy’s sleeping breaths never faltered. Blaise leaned forward to breath deeply of her smell. It was as close to her as he ever felt. Not even in sex could he gain the serenity her very smell gave him. “I just want you safe…”
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