Secret Beginnings

Secret Beginnings

Chapter 5 Title: Finding Truth (5/18)

Pairings: Harry/Draco Fred/Pansy brief mentioning of past RL/SB

Summary: After finding out that Sirius betrayed his father, Harry confronts Draco and the others that night.

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


Charlie

'fegge' Harry's thoughts /Draco's/ (Remus)


Saturday, December 11, 1993 11:30 P.M.

Harry was pissed beyond belief as he stormed the hallways to get to the Room of Requirement under his invisibility cloak.

'How dare he! How could they lie to me after they told me that...Ugh! I'm bloody going to kill the lot of 'em. How could they not tell me about Black?' Harry angrily thought as he finally reached the portrait of Barnabas the Brave.(1)

'Stupid...son of a...okay, Harry calm down...' He ranted as he tried to calm down. Finally calm down enough—at least for now—Harry began walking back and forth thinking the password.

Finally the handled appeared and as his hand touched it all his anger came rushing back. Barely letting the door open, Harry rushed through and headed straight to the blond who was sitting on the couch reading a book.

Looking up, Draco smiled and then let it quickly disappear from his face. “Harry? What's the-?” He barely got the question out before he was slammed up against the wall.

“Harry! What's—What's wrong?” Draco exclaimed closing his eyes desperately trying to remind that this wasn't Lucius, that this was Harry. And Harry wouldn't hurt him.

/Would he/

“How could you, Draco? How could you not tell me about him, huh? For the past month—the past month!--we have told each other every secret but yet you decided to keep this one! Why?” Harry asked slamming Draco against the wall with each statement by the shoulders, “You keep this from me of all things. This the biggest thing you could keep...away...from...me! How could you?” Harry asked lamely as he slammed Draco into the wall one more time before falling onto his knees, hands thrown over his face as he sobbed.

Flinching as he moved his shoulders, Draco slid down in front of Harry, he put his hands on the raven-hair's cheeks and lifted his head, “Harry, please calm down and tell me why you're so upset, please.”

“Hey, is everything alright?” Blaise asked coming out of his room along with Pansy and the twins.

Shaking his head in negative as the only answer, Draco told them to stay where they were as Harry began talking unaware of anybody but who was in front of him.

“Black, Draco! How could you not tell me what he did to my parents?” Harry accused.

“Black? Your parents? Harry, what on earth are you talking about?”

“Don't play stupid, Malfoy! You know exactly what I'm talking about!” The distraught teen yelled storming across the room, magic rippling off of him as he went.

And then, Draco and the others became terrified when Harry's magic started shaking the television, books falling from the bookcase and the couches moving slowly across the floor. Screaming, Pansy dropped to the floor along with the other three as books came flying across the room while Draco stood in terror.

/Oh, God what happened, love? What made you so angry/ Looking at Harry through the wave that had formed around him as a shield, Draco could see the tears, the hurt and the worst of all of them; betrayal written across his face.

Biting his lip in courage and determination that he could muster, Draco ran to Harry ignoring the others screams to stop, through his magic shield and looked him straight in the eye as his body shook from the onslaught of strong magic hitting him.

Grabbing Harry's face once again, “ Look at me, Harry! Calm down, please! I have no idea what you're talking about...not unless you explain.” Draco begged trying desperately to get some type of answer that would make sense.

As a huge gust of wind picked up, the tables and the couches rising above the ground, Draco pulled Harry to him and whispered in a last attempt in his ear, “Harry please...Harry, you're scaring me. I have a father and a whole house of people I'm scared of, please don't this. I don't want to be scared of you...please.”

Slowly everything put gently in its place; tables and couches on the ground, books and papers put correctly away on the bookshelf, and Harry left shaking in Draco's arms.

Running his hands through the messy hair, “Harry, sweets? Talk to me, tell me what's wrong?”

Sighing, Harry laid his head on the other's shoulders and whispered tiredly from his magical breakdown, “Black. You knew about him betraying my parents to that evil bastard of a creature; Voldemart.

“Harry,” he said looking into his eyes, “I swear to you that I really have no idea of what you're on about.”

“Yes, you do! That day on the train, you even said so to a certain extent!” Harry insisted.

Shaking his head, “No I don't! I was told by Lucius to tell you that. I did what I was told because Crabbe and Goyle were to report to him, but I really had no idea of what I was talking about. You can even ask Pansy and Blaise.”

'Is he telling the truth?'

Shuddering, “How can I trust you? When my own parents were betrayed by one of their best mates, how can I trust you?”

“Harry, let's go sit on the couch, yeah? You can explain to us what happened.” Draco said pulling him towards the couch.

“Us?”

'He means us, mate” Fred said pulling Pansy up from the floor where they had protected themselves from his magic, along with Blaise and George.

“When did you guys get here?” Harry asked surprised as he watched the four sit in the other two couches.

“I think it was right before you called Malfoy stupid.” George joked.

“Harry what made you fly off the handle like that?” Pansy questioned cautiously—she didn't want Harry to become angry again—after all.

Licking his lips, “I had snuck out using the map that twins had given me to go to Hogsmeade. I ended up meeting Ron and Hermione there, so we decided to get a butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks when Hagrid along with McGonnagal and few others came in. I couldn't leave without them seeing, so I hid underneath the table...and then that's when I heard them.” (2)

“Heard what?” Draco asked putting his hand on the distraught boy's shoulders, who tried desperately not to cry or get angry again.

“That Black was my parent's unspeakable when they went to hiding. That he was who they trusted the most only to find out that he had sold them out to Voldemart. If it wasn't for him...I...they would still be alive today.” Harry cried pulling his knees up to his chest and laid his face on them.

“Harry, I swear to you on every and any god that you believe in that, I—we—didn't know.” Draco said running his hands through the raven locks trying to comfort him.

Looking up, chin resting on his knees he looked at all of them, each in the eye, “How can I trust any of you? What if...”

“You can't Harry, but you can believe in us. We have seen so much darkness, that it causes so much pain and brings the most awful dreams that it shudders to even think about embracing it. All you can do is believe in us...in me that we wouldn't deliberately hurt you.” Draco said kneeling on the ground in front of him.

“Can you believe that?” He asked tears welling up in his eyes, scared that the answer may in fact be no.

Before Harry would answer though, a throat cleared startling all of them.

It was Remus, who had been watching since the magic cleared, in front of his door. Six curious eyes watched as he opened the door, “I think it's time for all of you to hear and see the truth, especially you, Harry.” He then walked into the room not waiting them to follow.

Looking at one another, the teens got up and headed to the room, except Harry who grabbed Draco's hand as he was walking by.

Quickly before Draco could question him, Harry pulled him into a hug and whispered, “I do believe you, just to let you know, I do believe in you—all of you.” Letting go, he gave a sincere smile to a much relieved blond Slytherin.

Giving a smile, Draco gave him a playful push and motioned to the door.

Sunday December 12, 1993 12:07 A.M.

Sitting down along with the others on the couch that was provided for them in front of a fireplace, they watched as Remus pressed a black button that was hidden underneath a deep burgundy case.

Slowly the fireplace began going down into the ground and what replaced it was a wall of magical photographs hanging cheerfully.

Soft gasps were heard through out the room when they seen exactly was on the photos, particularly a large photo of six people around fifteen/ sixteen years of age sitting on a couch laughing and joking around as all best friends should in the center.

That right there wasn't what surprised them, hell all they had to do was look in their own common room to see that. It was who was in that picture...

Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, James Potter, Lily Evans, Severus Snape and Narcissa Black; four in Gryffindor robes and two in Slytherin smiling and laughing...together.

As one the twins, Blaise, Pansy, Harry, and Draco looked at a solemn Remus, who was sitting down on a chair near them.

“It was you guys that papa used to meet up here with?” Blaise asked in bewilderment.

Nodding his head sadly, “In some ways we were a lot like you guys. We all had to hide something and just wanted to keep our sanity.”

“At first we came up here when I wasn't feeling well, and didn't want to go to the shack. After awhile us Gryffindors; we came here to escape everyone's expectations. And then one day, Sirius brought Narcissa here and at first we were hesitant to bring in another; especially in Slytherin.

We tried desperately to talk Sirius into not bring her here, but she was his cousin and he used tell us that he didn't want her to be like the rest of his family. That she was his only real family left, so we let it be. Slowly we became the best of friends with her, especially me. We could talk about anything and everything.

And that went on for three years and then in our fifth year something happened.

She had brought Severus along with her one night. Let me tell you Severus, James, Sirius and I we were what you, “ pointing to Harry, “and Draco are outside of this room. We were mean and spiteful towards one another, we never went a day without hexing one another. But just like Sirius, Narcissa explained that Severus was an important part of her life and that she didn't want to lose him to the darkness; like how she was seeing in every other Slytherins. So slowly, we let him in, got to really know and by the end of the year he became a friend.” Remus explained as he looked at the photo.

'All that time they were really friends? So that means...'

“So, that means that you and Severus knew, then? Didn't you? Why didn't you guys tell me of what he did? How he betrayed them.” Harry yelled in anger.

“Yes, we knew. We didn't tell you because we didn't want you to know of what he did; because of who he is...” Remus tried to explain.

“I don't care if he is my godfather or not, Remus, you had no right to keep something like this away from me. All this time, all this time you knew why he escaped and who he was after and you didn't tell me because he was my godfather?” Shaking his head, Harry pointed an accusing finger at the werewolf, “You had better give me a better fucking excuse, Remus.”

Giving up, Remus nodded his head in agreement, “You're right Harry that wasn't the reason why we kept this from you, in fact it had nothing to do with you. It was purely for our selfish reasons.

We didn't want to believe that he could do something like that to James and Lily. He loved them so much, as if they were his brother and sister; it was hard to understand why he would do something like that, especially after they made him your godfather. And in a lot of ways we still don't want to be believe that our Sirius could do that. So, we decided that if we didn't talk about it we could act as if it never happened...but every time, I look at you, Harry all I can see is Sirius' betraying eyes.

Because he just didn't betray James and Lily, he betrayed all of us...he betrayed me.” Remus sobbed, “I loved him so much that it kills me every time I look at your face; to see those eyes and that hair and nose that he betrayed.

Betrayed for power that ended up killing three of my best friends along with his freedom and my love.

And I'm sorry, Harry really sorry that I didn't tell you but I didn't and sometimes I still don't want to believe it.” Remus said running his hands along a picture of the two of them smiling happily at the camera.

'I forgot he's gone through so much...been through so much...'

Wiping the tears that had fallen, Harry hugged Remus tightly, “I'm sorry, Remy...for everything, but I had a right to know.”

“I know you did, Harry but a part of me still loves him and its still hard to talk about how I'm the only maraurder left, its still hard to believe.” Remus explained letting go of Harry and looked at the others.

“Will you tell us about them? All of them?” Draco asked as he gazed at his smiling mother, he rarely ever sees her smiling. /She looks so beautiful.../

Nodding his head in agreement, Harry sat back down next to Draco and the six of them smiled at Remus expectantly. (They remind me so much of how we used to be. Please, Lily, James if your out there please take of these children. Don't let their lives end up like all of ours.)

Clearing his throat, “Well how about I tell you about how we snuck out of our rooms at night and dyed all of our teachers' hair magenta...”


Okay that's it for now...

This chapter was a bit hard for me, personally I don't think it was my best...but oh, well next chap will much much better...

Because next chapter is: Harry/Draco slash!

Chapter 6: New term, New thoughts, and the sweetest thing...

Thanx again,

Charlie

Don't forget; Read and Review or flame, or whatever suits your fancy.

Chao!

P.S.

Does anybody know exactly what day Harry helps Sirius escape?

1 Is that the portrait?

2 I'm going by the movie in this part because I don't remember how he found out in the book, and I barely have time to get this out so this is going to have to do, sorry.