Through The Years
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Adult
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3
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3,982
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15
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Chapter 3
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Conner knew that his father had left his past back at Hogwarts. He didn't know why, but he figured his father had a good reason.
The seventeen- year old spotted a stack of letters that were tied very securely with a length of black ribbon. He reached down and gently picked up the thick stack. Ever- so- carefully, Conner untied the frayed ribbon and leaned back against the wall, the thick parchment letters and notes cradled in his lap.
The first thing that he noticed was the elegant, but masculine script. The second; the quality of the emerald ink and parchment. The third; the utter care and fondness that each word on the page held toward their reader. Conner almost felt like he was intruding upon something so private that it was sacred.
'Potty,
I need your help, I'm not asking for much... okay maybe it is a lot, but you're already his enemy, he can't hate you much more than he already does. I suppose you're going to want me to beg? Merlin, I hate you, you know that? I'm sure you do, never mind that.
Please Potter, save my mother. She's all I have left. I'm being recruited. I don't want to, but my mother's life has been threatened if I don't go. I know you never knew your mother, but I'm sure you can guess my reaction to that.
You have to get her out of here. I can spy for Dumbledore and be caste under a truth spell if you want, just get her to safety. She never agreed with my father, she'll side with you. Please help her.
Ferret'
Conner could only assume his father helped “Ferret” out because the letters were much friendlier after that.
'Snake,
I noticed that your were upset at lunch. I know something is wrong, Luv. Your friends don't seem to have noticed, but then again they don't... eh hem...study...you the way I do. Is the Weasel being an insufferable git again? Is Granger keeping him in line? Severus wanted me to tell you that...'
Conner kept reading for most of an hour and the letters seemed to grow darker, but the emotion, support, and later love never stopped flowing from the written words. The letters were always signed one of three ways: D, Your Dragon, or Ferret. And the last two were perhaps the darkest and most desperate.
'H,
Come and meet me in the Room of Requirement. We can train and perhaps talk? You need to escape your crazed fans and I need to spoil you. Harry, it's not your fault that there were casualties, it's not your fault for leaving me, and it's definitely not your fault for this war! Meet me at 11:00.
D'
Conner frowned and reached for the second one.
'Harry,
Please you have to understand. I didn't get to explain. Cho had set us up! She kissed me Harry. I didn't want her there, Merlin, I don't even know how she got into the Room. All I know was that she walked in, I told her to leave, she kissed me, I heard the door open and then your gasp. I knew in that moment what she had done.
Harry, please, I have to see you and explain myself in person. I'm begging you, meet me in the Astronomy Tower tonight at 9:00. Please come, Harry. I love you.
Your Dragon'
Conner put down the letter, stunned. His father and “D” had been in love and his mother had broken them apart. Conner had never really felt anger toward his mother, just bitterness and disappointment, but now... now Conner was mad. Conner knew that his father was bi and Conner couldn't care less as long as his father was happy.
He knew that his father had loved this other wizard, but why hadn't they gotten back together? Had his father even gone up to meet “D” one last time? Conner only knew that the letters had stopped after “D” had literally pleaded for his dad's forgiveness. So did that mean that his dad had never forgiven the man he had loved? Did his dad forget “D”? Somehow Conner doubted it.
Conner walked into the kitchen where his dad was finishing with their dinner.
“Dad?” Harry glanced up before looking back down at the pot he was stirring.
“Dad, what happened? Di you go back and meet him?” Conner saw the slight shake of his father's head and the tears silently gathering in his eyes.
“I regret it, but if it wouldn't have happened, I wouldn't have you. It all worked out for the best.” Conner slid into his chair and watched dejectedly as his dad set the food on the table before excusing himself to his rooms. Conner sighed and dug his fork into one of the usually mouth- watering dishes, but found himself not enjoying it as much as he should.
His father had loved “D”, then Conner brought it up, and now he had upset his dad; something he hated doing because it brought him gut- wrenching guilt when ever he did it. But he was determined to fix it this time. His dad deserved to be happy and “D” seemed like the best way to get there.
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LIke I said before, this story is not my first priority, but I do like it, so it will be finished.
Review please
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Conner knew that his father had left his past back at Hogwarts. He didn't know why, but he figured his father had a good reason.
The seventeen- year old spotted a stack of letters that were tied very securely with a length of black ribbon. He reached down and gently picked up the thick stack. Ever- so- carefully, Conner untied the frayed ribbon and leaned back against the wall, the thick parchment letters and notes cradled in his lap.
The first thing that he noticed was the elegant, but masculine script. The second; the quality of the emerald ink and parchment. The third; the utter care and fondness that each word on the page held toward their reader. Conner almost felt like he was intruding upon something so private that it was sacred.
'Potty,
I need your help, I'm not asking for much... okay maybe it is a lot, but you're already his enemy, he can't hate you much more than he already does. I suppose you're going to want me to beg? Merlin, I hate you, you know that? I'm sure you do, never mind that.
Please Potter, save my mother. She's all I have left. I'm being recruited. I don't want to, but my mother's life has been threatened if I don't go. I know you never knew your mother, but I'm sure you can guess my reaction to that.
You have to get her out of here. I can spy for Dumbledore and be caste under a truth spell if you want, just get her to safety. She never agreed with my father, she'll side with you. Please help her.
Ferret'
Conner could only assume his father helped “Ferret” out because the letters were much friendlier after that.
'Snake,
I noticed that your were upset at lunch. I know something is wrong, Luv. Your friends don't seem to have noticed, but then again they don't... eh hem...study...you the way I do. Is the Weasel being an insufferable git again? Is Granger keeping him in line? Severus wanted me to tell you that...'
Conner kept reading for most of an hour and the letters seemed to grow darker, but the emotion, support, and later love never stopped flowing from the written words. The letters were always signed one of three ways: D, Your Dragon, or Ferret. And the last two were perhaps the darkest and most desperate.
'H,
Come and meet me in the Room of Requirement. We can train and perhaps talk? You need to escape your crazed fans and I need to spoil you. Harry, it's not your fault that there were casualties, it's not your fault for leaving me, and it's definitely not your fault for this war! Meet me at 11:00.
D'
Conner frowned and reached for the second one.
'Harry,
Please you have to understand. I didn't get to explain. Cho had set us up! She kissed me Harry. I didn't want her there, Merlin, I don't even know how she got into the Room. All I know was that she walked in, I told her to leave, she kissed me, I heard the door open and then your gasp. I knew in that moment what she had done.
Harry, please, I have to see you and explain myself in person. I'm begging you, meet me in the Astronomy Tower tonight at 9:00. Please come, Harry. I love you.
Your Dragon'
Conner put down the letter, stunned. His father and “D” had been in love and his mother had broken them apart. Conner had never really felt anger toward his mother, just bitterness and disappointment, but now... now Conner was mad. Conner knew that his father was bi and Conner couldn't care less as long as his father was happy.
He knew that his father had loved this other wizard, but why hadn't they gotten back together? Had his father even gone up to meet “D” one last time? Conner only knew that the letters had stopped after “D” had literally pleaded for his dad's forgiveness. So did that mean that his dad had never forgiven the man he had loved? Did his dad forget “D”? Somehow Conner doubted it.
Conner walked into the kitchen where his dad was finishing with their dinner.
“Dad?” Harry glanced up before looking back down at the pot he was stirring.
“Dad, what happened? Di you go back and meet him?” Conner saw the slight shake of his father's head and the tears silently gathering in his eyes.
“I regret it, but if it wouldn't have happened, I wouldn't have you. It all worked out for the best.” Conner slid into his chair and watched dejectedly as his dad set the food on the table before excusing himself to his rooms. Conner sighed and dug his fork into one of the usually mouth- watering dishes, but found himself not enjoying it as much as he should.
His father had loved “D”, then Conner brought it up, and now he had upset his dad; something he hated doing because it brought him gut- wrenching guilt when ever he did it. But he was determined to fix it this time. His dad deserved to be happy and “D” seemed like the best way to get there.
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LIke I said before, this story is not my first priority, but I do like it, so it will be finished.
Review please