Secret Beginnings

Secret Beginnings

Chapter 2 Title: Hidden Truths, Pt. 2 (2?)

Pairings: Harry/Draco established Fred/Pansy

Summary: Harry finds out that not everything is as black and white as life seems...

Warning: AU, OCC, Slash. Don't like? Then what the hell are you doing in this part of the website?

Disclaimer: JKR is a Goddess, I am nothing but a mere mortal who prays to her daily. JKR owns everything. I own nothing but the plot.

Calian

'fegge' Harry's thoughts ~Blaise~ +Pansy+ /Draco/


November 5th, 1993 12:52 A.M.

“Stop here.” Blaise ordered after walking through hidden passages until the quartet reached the seventh floor and stopping at a portrait.

“Why are we stopping here?” Harry asked in confusion.

Instead of answering, Pansy closed her eyes and began walking back and forth in front of the portrait three times. +Elabor Route+

And to his amazement a doorknob appeared on the portrait, which Pansy turned and pulled it open. Letting Blaise walk through, she stepped in front of Harry before he could follow and pulled out her wand, “ If I let you in, you have to a promise me something, an oath, if you will.”

“Promise you what?” Harry asked looking warily at the her wand.

“That everything that you see and hear are to remain in this room,” she jerked her thumb behind her, “What you saw in the dungeons is only the beginning of the truth. Draco is one of my best friends and I will not let you in, if I were to know that you were to blab everything to the rest of the Gryffindorks.”

“I wouldn't tell them anything if you would ask; I do know how to keep a secret.” Harry seethed.

“Either way, I would feel better if you were to let me put a spell that would make you keep the secrets...please?” 'Did she just say please?'

Seeing that he wasn't going to get around this, Harry sighed and nodded his head. 'I hope I don't regret this...'

Pointing her wand to his lips, “Celo Are,” Pansy whispered making a small white light appear on his lips, and then repeated the action once on each ear and then his heart. Seeing the light disappear slowly, Pansy pocketed her wand then moved to the side to let Harry in.

“Welcome to our real home...” Harry heard her whisper as she walked into the Room of Requirement.

“We have to wait out here, while Blaise cleans up Drake, he'll be fine now that he has had potions.” Pansy remarked.

Nodding his head, Harry walked in and came to abrupt stop, 'Ron and Hermione wouldn't believe me, even if I could tell them' was all he could think as he took everything in.

Looking around, Harry realized that he was standing in a muggle based living room complete with a flat panel television over the fireplace, DVD player, and CD player and next to that a book case with movies and cds; along the wall to his right. Across from there was three sets of love seats in dark green almost black with cream pillows. Behind the couches was a black oval table with lilies and narcissus in gold around a silver dragon and lion curling peacefully together on top. And to the left of the the television was seven black doors, six of which had names etched into them in gold as far as Harry could tell, but because they were a bit blurry it was hard for him to tell.

Turning around, Harry looked at Pansy who was sitting on one of the couches, “Why are they blurry?”

“It's a protection spell, Draco taught us when we younger, you won't be able to tell who's room belongs to whom unless they trust you. You won't be able to enter them either, without that trust and password.” She explained walking towards the doors.

“Do you really need that much protection?” Harry asked warily.

“Look around you, Golden boy...” Pansy said motioning around, “Do you see anything that would remind you of us Slytherins out there?” She asked pointing to the door. Seeing him shake his head she continued, “Just like this room, we are nothing, nothing, like we are out there. Who we are, are people that every Slytherin is supposed to hate. We love muggle stuff, we love to have fun without having to insult someone, and we get to be...us in here.” She finished lamely looking to the ground.

“Why can't you?” Harry asked making Pansy look at him in surprise.

“Why can't I what?”

“Why can't you be you? It's just a school house, isn't it?” Harry asked leaning against a door.

Shaking her head, she stood in front of Harry blocking his view of the entrance, “Harry, to you it's just a house, to us it's much more than just a house...it's how we're supposed to live. Sly, cold-hearted mudblood-hating bastards with parents who are even bigger cold-hearted mudblood- hating bastards. While you and the rest of the school live carefree and happy, we have to be evil little Slytherins, so we won't turn out like Draco did tonight, but you also mustn't forget that not all of us are unhappy with this type of life. In fact, most would love to get Granger and others alike alone to have some pureblood fun, and trust me if it's a slytherin pureblood, it won't be.” She finished explaining looking him in the eye.

Taking in the information, he looked back, “How do I know that this isn't some trap? How can I trust you?”

“Because we do.” The Weasley twins answered for Pansy, each coming to stand on either side of her, surprising Harry and Pansy.

“What the hell? When did you get here?” Harry asked in surprise as Fred pulled Pansy into his arms and then whispered into her ear. 'Goddamn it, did I enter a freakin' twilight zone or something?'

Motioning to the couch, “Let's sit down, it's a bit of story, even if it will just be the facts.” Fred smiled to Harry ,who looked like he was going to check himself into the insane asylum sometime soon. Letting out a deep breath, Harry followed the twins and Pansy to the couches, an sat down next to George across from Fred and Pansy.

“The year before you came, someone came to us for a favor. He explained to us about Draco, Pansy and Blaise's situation. How they gotten beat to a bloody pulp mostly on a monthly basis, how he would clean them up and how much he loved them-and let me tell you that was a surprise-and how he wish he could take them away if he could, how he wish they were his children.” Fred explained pulling Pansy closer to him.

“He even let us question him with vertiserum. After we knew that it was the complete truth, like all good Gryffindors, we asked him how we could help. He explained to us that he and his old group of friends would come to this room with the same purpose, to be themselves, and all he wanted was for us to be here for them when he couldn't. After everything we heard about their families and what he told us, we agreed immediately.” George continued where Fred left off.

“After he showed us this room, and gave us the password we asked why us and he told us-”

“that we were cunning enough to be a Slytherin and caring and loyal enough to be a Gryffindor, to him that we were the perfect choice.”

“So, when you lot started we began following them everywhere to see if we could find out anything-he told us not confront them until it was necessary-he was hoping that school would make it better . For a couple of weeks all we could see was what you could see, cold-hearted spoiled brats until one night-”

“we ran into them on a stairway near the astronomy tower where Blaise and Draco were holding Pansy as she cried. She had gotten a couple of black eyes and bruises along her arms from her father. We confronted them and brought them to this room. After we healed Pansy, they told us everything from their perspective things that-”

“he didn't even know. How they were to forced to learn dark from a very young age, crucio'd and even had to help torture After that we slowly became friends meeting at night whenever we could, and like what he said mostly every month to clean their wounds, if it wasn't Pansy from her father, it was Blaise from who ever his mother was married to at the moment and then if it wasn't him, it was Drake-”

“Harry, mate he always gets the worst of it...but unlike, Pansy and Blaise he gets it on a weekly basis, even now he has to meet his father weekly; to report to him. And the way Pansy has tears running down her cheeks, it must've been worse than usual?” George looked at his twin, who was holding the distraught girl tenderly as she started crying again.”

“An unforgivable...the bastard did...Crucio on him...he, Gods, he was whipped, too and three of his fingers were crushed.” She sobbed into Fred's shoulder.

Biting his lip, watching the twins trying to comfort the dark-haired teen, Harry began thinking about everything that he had learned, 'How could they go through life like this. So cautious, so scared, so fake? Who sent them to Blaise and the others? Why can't he take them away if he knows what's happening to them?

All this time, all this time I thought Draco was a weak coward when the entire time he is more stronger and braver than any Gryffindor he knew. To go through all of this every week, to know what was going to happen. Gods, I always hated Lucius, but now if I ever see him again...

And what the hell is up with Fred and Pansy?'

“So, Harry are you going to keep our secret?” George asked breaking the boy-who-lived's thoughts when he came and sat back down next to him.

“You mean, if I couldn't? Yeah, I would. It looks to me that this place is their sanity.” Harry answered looking around again.

“In a lot of ways it is, Golden Boy.” George smiled cheekily at Harry's glare and then looked at Fred and Pansy making his smile grow bigger.

Seeing George's smile, “So, I take it that they're together?” Harry asked smiling himself.

“Yep, since March, they're perfect together.”

Looking at the lovebirds, Harry recognized it was true as Fred began placing gently butterfly kisses on Pansy's face and neck to cheer her up, “It must hurt though, not to be able to be together out side of here.” Harry sighed watching as Pansy began laughing at something Fred said.

Nodding his head in agreement, “That it does, mate, but Fred said it just makes him want to come to her even more, that it makes them stronger and how much they really do care for each other. He was heartbroken most of last summer, knowing that he couldn't check up on her.” George confirmed.

“I even bet they'll get married, after she gets out of school.” George joked making Harry laugh, but he had to wonder if their was some truth in there. 'I wonder if I'll ever have anyone like that?'

“So, who exactly brought you here?” he asked changing the subject quickly before his thoughts became bittersweet.

Waiting for an answer, the teen became startled when a hand gently laid itself on his shoulder. Turning around expecting Blaise, he was surprised and frightened to meet coal-black eyes that belonged to one terrifying man instead.

Professor Severus Snape.

'oh, shit! Oh, shit,oh, shit, oh, shit!'

“That would have been me, I'm afraid.” He half sneered, “And from what I've heard you know the basics, is that correct?” All Harry could do was stare as the professor came to sit on the couch in the center of the room.

'Him? It was him!

“Yes, it does Uncle Sev, now you can-”

'Uncle SEV?'

“wipe that look off your face, he promised us that he'll-

“keep our secret.” the twins ordered.

Turning to look at Pansy, who looked like she was trying desperately not to laugh, Snape asked, “È quetso allineare, bambino ragazza?

'Okay...what the hell...'

“Sí, papa è allineara.” Pansy replied smiling.

'Did she just call him papa?'

Eyes widening, Harry watched as Severus' usual sneering face broke into a true genuine smile, that Harry was irk to find that fit him perfectly.

“Well then, Harry welcome home. You are welcome here anytime you like; just make sure you're not seen.”

“Okay, seriously you guys, you can take me to St. Brutus', I think I'm crazy enough that they'll take me.” Harry said to the twins making the rest laugh at the deer-caught-in-the-headlights look.

“Potter, you're not crazy...you just stumbled on the truth a little too quickly,” holding up his hand to with stall any questioning, Severus chuckled, “ I'll have to explain my part and how I stumbled on it, later but for now Draco is awake and he and Blaise want to talk to you...” Severus explaining to one of the gryffindor.

Pointing to one of the doors with his wand, Severus said, “Verus Ego.”making the door open.

“Go on, they're waiting for you.” Gulping, the gryffindor walked towards the door slowly as if he was his last. For some reason, Harry knew that he was going to get a much more detailed version of the truth.

'I just hope I'm Gryffindor to handle it.'


Okay, that's it for now...it wasn't long as I hoped but I wanted to get this out before I have to go out of town.

Next chapter: Hidden Truths, pt. 3—Harry talks with Draco and Blaise.

Thanx, please read and review and hopefully I'll get my flame...

Calian