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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
53
Views:
28,314
Reviews:
139
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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Chapter Three – Memories
Chapter Three – Memories
At breakfast the next morning, several things happened at once. The owl post arrived sending Harry an invitation to stay at the Burrow rather than the Dursley’s. The Slytherin sixth years staged a fight that removed the entire house from the Great Hall as a whole. Harry suggested that he and his friends make a hasty exit, which was followed by most of the school.
And as the Great Hall was emptied, the door shut and Harry put his hand on them, using all of his considerable effort attempted to seal the doors, without realizing the reasons. When his magic alone could not seal the doors, Draco Malfoy joined him and the two combined were able to seal the doors just as a loud explosion took place inside.
The chaos that followed was considerable. The two boys had been blown across the foyer and were laying very still next to one another. The Prefects were ordered to get the students to their houses. Harry and Draco chose to stay in the foyer, although no one else realized this until the houses were secured.
Turning to the blonde, Harry asked, “Was that Voldemort’s doing?”
Draco nodded. “Why else do you think that there were so few people at breakfast, and we staged that fight. I had hoped that enough people would be involved that we could effectively get everyone escorted out. Detention is worth saving a few lives, isn’t it?”
Harry nodded with almost wonder as the headmaster approached the pair, still lying on the floor from the blast. “Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, are you quite alright?” After checking they both agreed that they were fine.
When quiet was resumed, Harry asked if he could meet with Professor Snape for a few moments. The meeting was short and to the point. Harry needed to go to Godric’s Hollow to retrieve the Horcruxes and felt that now was as good a time as any. The potion master would make the potion that would allow the destruction of said horcruxes.
And, with a tap of his wand on a gold chain, Harry and Draco were transported to the building that used to be Harry’s home.
The recovery of the Horcruxes required Harry’s blood. When neither could find anything that would break the skin of Harry’s hand, Draco sighed, apologized to Harry, reared back and hit Harry in the nose. If Harry had not been so shocked, there might have been a fight of epic proportions. But when Draco crossed his arms, smirked, and said, “There, you now have blood.” Harry actually laughed.
It took three drops of blood for the wards to recognize him and release the spell that held the horcruxes in place. The goblet of Helga Hufflepuff, the clasp of Godric Griffindor, and the emerald encrusted ring, which had the name “A.B.W. Dumbledore” on it, was inside. Harry was a bit taken back that this things still existed, but picked up the box, nodded to Draco, and portkeyed back to the dungeons of Hogwart’s.
While Draco tapped his ring to alert his father that the summer project was set in motion, Harry turned to the greasy haired man. “Sir, if we could just hurry this along, these things are making my skin tingle.”
“It’s the darkest of the magic Harry. Your magic is actually being pulled toward it. It will feed off you until it is destroyed.”
“Then perhaps, gentlemen, we could finish this?” Draco interjected. “Father will be here any moment and I would appreciate this phase being complete.” The brunettes nodded and proceeded to drop the items into the cauldron one by one.
Harry shuddered, remembering that Voldemort was revived in a cauldron. It almost seemed fitting that he be destroyed in one as well. Lastly, as Lucius Malfoy entered the potions classroom, the locket was dropped into the violent liquid. Both Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy dropped to their knees clutching their left arms.
Harry looked to Draco for a moment before walking closer to Snape. Pulling the right hand away, he looked at the dark mark. It was violently red and almost seemed alive. Harry reached for it and placed his hand over the mark, wanting nothing more than for this man to have some relief. It took a few moments, but Severus, still panting, looked into the brilliant green eyes. The pain stopped and Harry took his hand away.
“What have you done?” Severus asked with complete awe in his voice.
“I didn’t want you to hurt any longer.” He said with a casual shrug. “I can’t do that for Mr. Malfoy yet because he has to take me to kill the bastard tomorrow. But you didn’t have to go.”
He said it with such conviction and honesty that it was almost terrifying to believe that anyone could make it that simple. With a nod, Harry walked to a desk, thought for a moment and transfigured it to a comfortable couch, upon which he promptly plopped down and relaxed.
Lucius was still panting in pain but it was now passing. Severus stood, straightened his robes and walked to the pale man, helping him up. They disappeared through the door, presumably to get a pain potion of some kind. Draco stood, mouth opened, looking at the gryffindor. “What have you done? How did you do that?”
Sighing dramatically, he answered, “I owe Severus Snape many times over. I could not bear to see him in that type of pain. Your father has to keep his mark until this is over. Before the Aurors get him, I will remove his mark as well and replace it with a muggle tattoo.”
“A what?” Draco asked incredulously.
“I’ve been thinking about that. If he has a muggle tattoo, when he is brought before the Wizardgamut for trial, he can say he was on our side all along. I’ll support that statement. When its all over, we can have the thing removed. No problem Draco.”
Sitting on the other end of the couch, Draco muttered, “Bloody Gryffindor, do-gooder, perfect bleeding pouf, that’s what you are Potter.” Harry smiled.
When the two men returned, Lucius had returned to his normal aloof self. Harry told them the plan and surprisingly, he agreed. He would set off later and have the tattoo on his right forearm. They then planned the rest of the evening and the eventual meeting between the hopefully dying Dark Lord and the incredibly stupid teenager.
The coup went off without any kinks at all. When Lucius was called, he brought Harry who was polyjuiced to be Draco. Within minutes, Harry brought out Gryffindor’s sword and plunged it into the dying body. Finally pulling it out and beheading the snake-like man. Lucius killed the snake, Nagini, just before falling to the floor in agony as the rest of the marked followers did..
Once Harry was sure that Voldemort was dead, he turned and rushed to the blonde. “Forgive me sir, let me help you with that.” Harry concentrated all his magic into removing the dark mark that was draining the life of the man who had helped him end this war without any other deaths of his friends or family. It took a few moments as Harry had trouble concentrating due to the amount of screaming which surrounded them from the dying followers. But soon was helping Lucius Malfoy to his feet.
The Aurors, having been tipped off by a certain professor began apparating in. Tonks found it funny that the cloaked figures were writhing on the floor while Lucuis Malfoy and Harry Potter stood in the midst speaking quietly.
***
The trial was over before Hogwart’s was released for summer. Just before the school was released, the two boys were found sitting beside the lake talking quietly. They spent the time between dinner and curfew over the past week there, and although they did not touch or show emotion, it was easy to tell that it was there.
No longer were they at each other's throats or trying to hurt one another. Their friendship turned into something Harry felt he would miss over the summer.
And although Draco and Harry spent time together, Draco would not tell Harry why it was so important that the war ended before the summer began. When they parted ways, it was with a joyful heart Harry’s new life began.
~~~TBC~~~
At breakfast the next morning, several things happened at once. The owl post arrived sending Harry an invitation to stay at the Burrow rather than the Dursley’s. The Slytherin sixth years staged a fight that removed the entire house from the Great Hall as a whole. Harry suggested that he and his friends make a hasty exit, which was followed by most of the school.
And as the Great Hall was emptied, the door shut and Harry put his hand on them, using all of his considerable effort attempted to seal the doors, without realizing the reasons. When his magic alone could not seal the doors, Draco Malfoy joined him and the two combined were able to seal the doors just as a loud explosion took place inside.
The chaos that followed was considerable. The two boys had been blown across the foyer and were laying very still next to one another. The Prefects were ordered to get the students to their houses. Harry and Draco chose to stay in the foyer, although no one else realized this until the houses were secured.
Turning to the blonde, Harry asked, “Was that Voldemort’s doing?”
Draco nodded. “Why else do you think that there were so few people at breakfast, and we staged that fight. I had hoped that enough people would be involved that we could effectively get everyone escorted out. Detention is worth saving a few lives, isn’t it?”
Harry nodded with almost wonder as the headmaster approached the pair, still lying on the floor from the blast. “Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter, are you quite alright?” After checking they both agreed that they were fine.
When quiet was resumed, Harry asked if he could meet with Professor Snape for a few moments. The meeting was short and to the point. Harry needed to go to Godric’s Hollow to retrieve the Horcruxes and felt that now was as good a time as any. The potion master would make the potion that would allow the destruction of said horcruxes.
And, with a tap of his wand on a gold chain, Harry and Draco were transported to the building that used to be Harry’s home.
The recovery of the Horcruxes required Harry’s blood. When neither could find anything that would break the skin of Harry’s hand, Draco sighed, apologized to Harry, reared back and hit Harry in the nose. If Harry had not been so shocked, there might have been a fight of epic proportions. But when Draco crossed his arms, smirked, and said, “There, you now have blood.” Harry actually laughed.
It took three drops of blood for the wards to recognize him and release the spell that held the horcruxes in place. The goblet of Helga Hufflepuff, the clasp of Godric Griffindor, and the emerald encrusted ring, which had the name “A.B.W. Dumbledore” on it, was inside. Harry was a bit taken back that this things still existed, but picked up the box, nodded to Draco, and portkeyed back to the dungeons of Hogwart’s.
While Draco tapped his ring to alert his father that the summer project was set in motion, Harry turned to the greasy haired man. “Sir, if we could just hurry this along, these things are making my skin tingle.”
“It’s the darkest of the magic Harry. Your magic is actually being pulled toward it. It will feed off you until it is destroyed.”
“Then perhaps, gentlemen, we could finish this?” Draco interjected. “Father will be here any moment and I would appreciate this phase being complete.” The brunettes nodded and proceeded to drop the items into the cauldron one by one.
Harry shuddered, remembering that Voldemort was revived in a cauldron. It almost seemed fitting that he be destroyed in one as well. Lastly, as Lucius Malfoy entered the potions classroom, the locket was dropped into the violent liquid. Both Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy dropped to their knees clutching their left arms.
Harry looked to Draco for a moment before walking closer to Snape. Pulling the right hand away, he looked at the dark mark. It was violently red and almost seemed alive. Harry reached for it and placed his hand over the mark, wanting nothing more than for this man to have some relief. It took a few moments, but Severus, still panting, looked into the brilliant green eyes. The pain stopped and Harry took his hand away.
“What have you done?” Severus asked with complete awe in his voice.
“I didn’t want you to hurt any longer.” He said with a casual shrug. “I can’t do that for Mr. Malfoy yet because he has to take me to kill the bastard tomorrow. But you didn’t have to go.”
He said it with such conviction and honesty that it was almost terrifying to believe that anyone could make it that simple. With a nod, Harry walked to a desk, thought for a moment and transfigured it to a comfortable couch, upon which he promptly plopped down and relaxed.
Lucius was still panting in pain but it was now passing. Severus stood, straightened his robes and walked to the pale man, helping him up. They disappeared through the door, presumably to get a pain potion of some kind. Draco stood, mouth opened, looking at the gryffindor. “What have you done? How did you do that?”
Sighing dramatically, he answered, “I owe Severus Snape many times over. I could not bear to see him in that type of pain. Your father has to keep his mark until this is over. Before the Aurors get him, I will remove his mark as well and replace it with a muggle tattoo.”
“A what?” Draco asked incredulously.
“I’ve been thinking about that. If he has a muggle tattoo, when he is brought before the Wizardgamut for trial, he can say he was on our side all along. I’ll support that statement. When its all over, we can have the thing removed. No problem Draco.”
Sitting on the other end of the couch, Draco muttered, “Bloody Gryffindor, do-gooder, perfect bleeding pouf, that’s what you are Potter.” Harry smiled.
When the two men returned, Lucius had returned to his normal aloof self. Harry told them the plan and surprisingly, he agreed. He would set off later and have the tattoo on his right forearm. They then planned the rest of the evening and the eventual meeting between the hopefully dying Dark Lord and the incredibly stupid teenager.
The coup went off without any kinks at all. When Lucius was called, he brought Harry who was polyjuiced to be Draco. Within minutes, Harry brought out Gryffindor’s sword and plunged it into the dying body. Finally pulling it out and beheading the snake-like man. Lucius killed the snake, Nagini, just before falling to the floor in agony as the rest of the marked followers did..
Once Harry was sure that Voldemort was dead, he turned and rushed to the blonde. “Forgive me sir, let me help you with that.” Harry concentrated all his magic into removing the dark mark that was draining the life of the man who had helped him end this war without any other deaths of his friends or family. It took a few moments as Harry had trouble concentrating due to the amount of screaming which surrounded them from the dying followers. But soon was helping Lucius Malfoy to his feet.
The Aurors, having been tipped off by a certain professor began apparating in. Tonks found it funny that the cloaked figures were writhing on the floor while Lucuis Malfoy and Harry Potter stood in the midst speaking quietly.
***
The trial was over before Hogwart’s was released for summer. Just before the school was released, the two boys were found sitting beside the lake talking quietly. They spent the time between dinner and curfew over the past week there, and although they did not touch or show emotion, it was easy to tell that it was there.
No longer were they at each other's throats or trying to hurt one another. Their friendship turned into something Harry felt he would miss over the summer.
And although Draco and Harry spent time together, Draco would not tell Harry why it was so important that the war ended before the summer began. When they parted ways, it was with a joyful heart Harry’s new life began.
~~~TBC~~~