Silky Raven Blonde Hair

AN: Please don’t kill me in this chapter. I kinda change a lot from the original Harry Potter series.
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The two boys spent the rest of year at these ose of Severus Snape in each other’s company. They enjoyed every moment. When it came Christmas time the two boys received a letter.

‘Dear you two,

I am sending this letter to inform you both that I will be returning for the Christmas break. I will explain everything when I return so you need not wait much longer. Please don’t let me see my house in fray when I come. I rather thought well of my house before I left.

-Severus’

The two boys looked at one another and smiled. They were getting a visitor from THE owner of the house!

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The next few days were spent cleaning up the house and fixing things they had broken. When the potion master told them to make themselves feel at home they really did.

Finally came the day their potions master was to arrive and explain everything to them.

‘Pop’

“Professor!” Exclaimed the two boys as they gave their friend a hug.

“Okay, first things first. I need to tell you what’s been going on.”

Both the boys say quietly awaiting the explanation they had been so curious about for so many weeks.

They all sat in the living room with a cup of tea each.

“Well, as you know someone found out about your relationship with one another.”

Both the boys nodded but it was Draco who spoke next, “Who?”

The potion master sighed, “The Headmaster.”

Harry’s eyes widened. “Why? Does he have a problem with us?”

The potion masters eyes widened in disbelief, “Does he have a problem? Harry, do you know anything about the Headmaster? He practically RUNS the major gay bashing societies. He hates gays.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Why do you think the Dark Lord fears the old coot so much?”

“What? You mean Vol-you-know-who is gay?”

The potion master nodded.

Both the boys couldn’t say anything. They were in shock.

“So-so now what do we do?” Asked the raven-haired boy.

“Well, there is only one group of people who will protect your kind.”

Harry gulped, “Wh-who?”

“I think you already know Harry.” Said the potion master

The raven-haired boy stood up, “But we’re supposed to hate one another. He’s supposed to hate me. We’re supposed to kill each other to the end. Either he dies or I die. It’s that simple.”

“No, it’s not.” Said the potion master calmly.

Draco put his hand on his lovers arm and got the Griffindor to calm down a bit.

“Harry, there’s something Dumbledore didn’t tell you and there was a reason he didn’t tell you.”

Both the boys awaited in silence. This goingoing crazy. Neither of them expected anything like this. At all.

“Didn’t it strike you as odd that the Dark Lord suddenly disappeared and when he returned no one recognized him? It wasn’t power that the Dark Lord is afraid of. It’s the influence Dumbledore has on the rest of the world. You see, back when the Dark Lord was a student at Hogwarts Dumbledore tried to make his life hell because he was gay. But the Dark Lord wouldn’t step down. He fought for what he believed in and as a result he was beaten, curse, ridiculed. But Dumbledore wouldn’t let him die. The old wizard wanted to make an example of the Dark Lord. The reason why us Death Eaters call him the Dark Lord is not because he does evil. It’s because of all the evil he has been through. All the hard times he had to put up with. Harry, if you looked closely the only people the Dark Lord tortured were the ones who were part of the organizations of Dumbledore. They were the ones who ridiculed him. Yes, I’m sorry to say, even your parents made fun of him and would not accept it.”

“Does-does that mean they wont accept me?”

Severus let out another sigh, “I’m not sure Harry. All I know is that they love you. They may not have been happy at first but they love you.

“Anyways, you remember how Dumbledore told you that the one thing that the Dark Lord will never understand is love? That’s because the world never gave him a chance to love. He returned as an image of someone who no one knew because of all the beatings he got. He was always attacked. Constantly and he tried to die but Dumbledore didn’t let him. He wanted to make the Dark Lord suffer.”

“But then why would he want me to kill him if the Dark Lord wants to die himself?”

“Because there is another part to the prophecy. Only Dumbledore, Trelawny and myself know about it. It is that you would be gay. It was foretold. That is why the Dark Lord put you as his equal and not Longbottom. Not because you had a mudblood mother but that he knew the world would not accept you once you came out of the closet. He didn’t want you to go through the pain he went through. That’s the only reason he’s trying to kill you. Before you go through the pain of the world, he wants to stop the torture the society will place upon you.”

“It all makes sense doesn’t it?” Said the blonde

The two dark haired men looked at the blonde. “It all makes sense. I always wondered why the two wouldn’t get along. And I knew something was up with my father.”

“Yes Draco. Your father helps your cause. They fight for revenge against those who do not accept people like you. They fight for you, not against you.”

Harry spoke next, “But I always thought they were evil to kill and such.”

“It is! Killing is a horrible thing to do. But they want to make the world understand that love is just that. Love is love. You cannot stop love because of whom a person has fallen in love with. You can’t separate those who love each other. It’s just not right.”

“But why do they kill then?”

“Is there another way? Torturing them would be worst wouldn’t it? The Death Eaters only torture those who have hurt some of our kind.”

“But they are evil.”

“Of course the world thinks they are evil. They think being gay is evil. They think it is just not right. But they are wrong. They are the ones who are evil. They are the one’s who are not allowing love to take it’s course.”

“But, but my father married my mother.” Said Draco

“Yes, that was forced. Your father ended up killing your grandfather years ago because they were forced into marriage and Lucius was not allowed to be with the one person he loved.”

“Who was?”

“Me.”

The blonde’s eyes widened. “You?”

“Yes. Your father loves me and we were never allowed to be together. He’s got to keep his status in society as much as I do. I’m not really a spy for the Order. I know Occulumncy remember? When Dumbledore gave me Veritiserum I was able to fight it off. That was a side gift in me that Dumbledore never knew I had. I spy on the Order for the Death Eaters. That is the true cause I believe in. They fight for love, true love while the Order fights for what they want the world to be.”

“They must have to kill a lot of people then if they want to get the message across.” Said Harry

“Yes, but they are trying. Aren’t you glad that there are people out there that are fighting for you? They want the future generation to be a better one. One where people can love freely and not have to hide what they believe in.”

They all sat in silence for the longest time. Severus wanted to give the boys time to absorb the new information.

This was crazy stuff. Everything Harry thought were true are lies. “My entire life has been a lie up until now.” Said Harry finally looking at the potion master in the eyes.

The potion master nodded. “I’m sorry Harry.”

“No. No, don’t be sorry. I should thank you. If it weren’t for this, I would never know the truth. The real truth.”

There was another long moment of silence and Harry broke it again. “So, who wrote the letters that we got?”

Severus took in a deep breath, “Why did I know this question was going to come up?”

The two boys looked at the potion master intently.

“It was the Dark Lord.”
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AN: Please don’t hate me… I’m sorry…