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Intertwined Lives

By: cathankitten
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 9
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Intertwined Lives 3


Title: Intertwined Lives

Status 3/?

Author: cathankitten

Email: cathanthekitten@yahoo.co.uk

Rating: NC17

Pairings: ????/???, Remus/Sirus, Lucius/Severus, Lucius/????, ?????/Draco.

Spoilers:possible 1-4

Warnings: Slash, mpreg, angst, au,ooc

Disclaimer:This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Summary: When Harry turns 13 he receives a letter from his parents. He reads it, and finds out he is not who he thought he was. Friends become enemies, enemies become family. Draco also has rather strange summer, and is dealing with problems of his own.
Beta: b

Harry walks toward the dungeon, talking with his new house mates.



\"Mr. Potter, I need to speak with you for a moment,\" Professor McGonagall says from behind them.


\"I\'ll be right back, guys,\" Harry tells the others, and walks over to his former head of house.


\"Professor Dumbledore wishes to speak with you now, Mr. Potter. The password for his office is raspberry tart,\" she informs him.


Harry nods. \"Thanks,\" he says, before returning to the others, \"I have to go see Professor Dumbledore I\'ll met you in the Common Room later,\"he tells them.


They all wish him luck with the Headmaster. Draco gives him the password to get into the Slytherin dungeons, then they all set off toward their respective destinations.


(Dumbledore\'s office)


\"Ahh, Harry come in. Sit down,\"Dumbledore says warmly, as Harry walks into the office.


Harry sits down and glares at the Headmaster for a few moments while thinking \'He\'s going to try to change my mind about getting the letters. \'


\"Now, Harry, I think we need to discuss things. It tot to talk to you about what you have found out, before you go and retrieve the letters. Those letters are going to change your life,\" Dumbledore says gravely.


Harry stands up quickly and stares at the Headmaster. His fists are clenched in anger. \' Does he have any idea what I am going through?\' he thinks to himself bitterly. \"Those letters are going to change my life? Excuse me, but my life changed on my birthday, when I received the letter saying I wasn\'t James and Lily Potter\'s son. I don\'t think my life can get much
more changed then that. I don\'t see what we need to discuss anyway. I am going to get the letters, and nothing you said is going to change my mind.\"


\"Harry this is going to affect a lot of people, and not just you. I wish you would-\"


Harry cuts him off. \"I don\'t care what you wish now. I am sick of doing what you wish. You knew about this and you could have told me. Now if you have nothing more to say to me, other than trying to change my mind, I will be leaving.\"


\"Very well, you may go,\" Dumbledore sighs.


\"Before I go, I would like to know when I can retrieve the letter,\" Harry inquires tersely. \"You said I could after I was resorted, and we had talked.\"


\"You may go this weekend,\" Dumbledore replies. \"I think you should settle down first before you do, though.\"


\"OK. Now, if you will excuse me, Professor, I will be leaving,\" Harry replies, and walks out of the office.


(Slytherin Dungeon)


Harry walks cautiously into the common room, and looks around. The dark stone walls seem protective, rather than frightening, and the green and silver decorations are much easier on the eye than the glaring gold and red of Gryffindor. \'This isn\'t so bad. Seems very comfortable, not at all like people told me,\' he surmises silently.


He glances around and sees a few Slytherins scattered around the room. They are all busy, and no one notices his arrival. He looks over to see a grimacing Draco sitting on a couch with Pansy practically on his l


\'He doesn\'t seem thrilled to have her doing that,\' Harry laughs to himself.


\"Oh, Potter, you\'ve finally decided to join us,\" Draco says, shoving Pansy off his lap as he leaps up from the couch and heads toward Harry.


\"Yes,\" Harry replie


\"Come on, Potter, I\'ll show you to your room,\"Draco says, as he drags Harry out of the room.


\"Malfoy, would you slow down, and stop dragging me,\" Harry states, as he tries to pull away. \"Where\'s the fire?\"


\"Huh? What fire?\" Draco asks.


\"I mean, why did you drag me out of there so fast? Didn\'t want the others to be around me or something?\" Harry demands.


\"Of course not I mean that\'s not- I was trying to get away fronsy.nsy. She\'s been hanging on me ever since we got to the common room,\" Draco informs him in anexasperated tone.


\"Oh, and here I thought you were just excited about me showing up and wanted to get me into the bedroom,\" Harry jokes.


\"What?!?\" Draco replies, in shock.


\"I was joking. Now, can we go to the dorm room?\" Harry asks.


They head of toward the dorm room, and don\'t say anything else on the way there.


\"Here we are,\" Draco says, as he walks into the room.


\"Nice room,” Harry replies, as he looks around. \"So . . . where am I supposed to sleep?\" he asks.


\"Over there, where your stuff is. The house elves brought your stuff a little while ago.\"


Harry walks over and starts unpacking his things. He wants to get everything organizes as soon as possible. Besides, he is attempting not to think about things, like his friends and the letters that he will be picking up soon.


\"Harry?aco aco says.


\"Yes- wait, did you just call me Harry?\" The brunette asks, surprise evident in his voice.


\"Yes, Harry, that is your name, isn\'t it?\" Draco asks.


\"Of course, but why did you call me Harry? You always call me Potter or something insulting,\" Harry replies, befuddled.


\"That was before you became a Slytherin. Plus, it\'s a house rule. We always call each other by our first names when we are in the dungeon.\" Draco informs him


\"They why didn\'t you call me Harry before, in the common room? \" Harry asks.


\"Habit,\" Draco shrugs. \"Now you\'ll have to call me Draco. Like I said, it\'s a house rule.\"


\"OK then, Draco, are there any other house rules I need to know about?\" Harry inquires


\"Yes, but I am sure Severus will inform you of them later, when he comes.\" Draco replies.


\"Severus?\"


\"Professor Snape, but don\'t go around calling him \'Severus\' outside here.\" Draco laughs.


\"Oh, I won\'t,\" Harry grins. \'Like I would call him Severus, let alone talk to him. That guy hates me!\'


\"When are you going to tell me what happened this summer?\" Draco asks.


\"What? I said I might might tell you,\" Harry replies, and starts unpacking again.


\"Come on, it couldn\'t be that bad,\" Draco urges.


\"Well, I might as well. I am sure you\'ll find out anyway. I found out that the Potters aren\'t my parents.\"


\"But- that\'s crazy! Father told me you looked just like your father.\" Draco replies, shocked.


\"It\'s a charm, and it\'s supposed to start wearing off soon. \"


\"Who are your parents?\" Draco asks.


\"I don\'t know yet, but it\'s two wizards. Yeah, I know. Crazy, isn\'t it?\"


\"Not really I have heard of it before, although it\'s not all that common. But how could you not know who they are?\"


\"I have to retrieve letters from them, which are in a vault at Gringotts. Dumbledore said I could go Saturday to get them.\"


\"I will go with you, t\" \"


\"I don\'t think so. Look, we might be house mates, and have to get along, but I still don\'t like how you treated me and my friends, and I don\'t need you to come with me. Besides, it\'s kind of something that I want to do on my own,\" Harry replies tersely.


\" I need to go there anyway, just thought you might like some company,\" Draco looks hurt. \"I\'m trying to be nice.\"


Harry sighs and watches Draco walk over to his own bed and sit down. \"All right, I guess it would be ok, if you are going there anyway. Now, tell me about your summer. You said it was awful.\"


\"Well, not as awful as yours, I guess. Mother had one of her friends come over to stay the weekend. She brought her son along, so I had to entertain him. He\'s a few years older than us, and an absolute bore. They were supposed to stay the weekend and ended up staying almost the whole summer. I ended up getting sick, and for some reason nothing helped. I\'ve gotten better, though.\"


\"That does sound bad, but you\'re right, not nearly as bad as mine,\" Harry replies.


\"Then there was what I overheard them talking about. Myher her and her friend. She told my mother that it was funny how they ended up having their children in the same month, like they had discussed doing when they were younger. Then Mother got all flustered, and told her not to mention that to Father,” Draco says


\"Well, what\'s wrong with having a birthday in the same month as someone else?\" Harry asks.


\"Nothing, but his birthday is in August, and if I was born in August, I would be several months younger. I just don\'t know why Mother would lie about my age,\" Draco says moodily.


\"Well, I have found out adults lie a lot, for strange reasons. Besides, I heard rumors that your parents got married sooner then expected, because she was going to have you. She might have tricked your father.\"


\"I don\'t even want to think about it. It\'s too weird, and it would mean I was younger than you.\" Draco shakes his head as if trying to get that thought out of his mind.


\"I don\'t see what\'s wrong with that,” Harry laughs.


\"Well I do. You should get done packing. I\'m going to sleep now.\" Draco yawns.


\"Why? It\'s still early. I thought you said you weren\'t sick anymore,\" Harry asks, concerned.


\"I\'m not, but I am tired. Wake me up for dinner,\"Draco says, and closes his bed curtains so he can sleep.


\'Well, this is very interesting. My rival is being nice to me, and this place seems to be friendly. Maybe it will be good to be here.\' Harry begins to unpack.


*-- 4 Hours later--*


\"Draco.\" Harry pokes the blonde boy\'s shoulder.


Draco moans and rolls over \"What?\" he growls.


\" Someone is grouchy when he wakes up.\" Harry laughs. \"You said to get you up when it was time to go to dinner.\"


\"Come on, we need to get to the great hall,\" Draco says, and gets up to get dressed.


\"I hope I don\'t get hexed a lot,\"Harry says. \'Everyone there is going to hate me,\'he sighs to himself.


\"Don\'t worry. We’ll protect you.\" Draco announces.


They head out of the room.


tbc

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