No Face, No Name
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
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4,003
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6
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No Face, No Name
Disclaimer: I don\'t own Harry Potter or any of it\'s characters. Believe me if i did the 5th book would have been published by now and Harry would probably be pregnant already.
Dedications: Silver Cross, who has been waiting for this for ages, and Slim, my wonderful laptop, both of who are having a bad time at the mo. Everyone give their regards to Slim as he goes into to Hospital for his much needed repairs!
Pairings; HarryxDraco
Warnings: Lots of angst. A mystery that we all know the answer to so may get infuriating about how dumb Character is.
Notes: This takes place 11 years after The Right Choice so you MUST have read it to understand what is going on. Their will be several OC\'s which pop up and they are mine so if you want to use them, which of course you won\'t coz they are probably silly, then just ask.
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No Face, No Name
Draco sat at the head table as he watched the prosesion of first years walk into the the great hall for the first time. He smiled to himself as he watched them all lift their heads to the ceiling and hear their gasps of awe at the beautiful night sky above them. He always liked this bit best. They were all the same at the moment just kids, scared hopeful kids, who couldn\'t wait to take their seats and become part of Hogwarts. Proffesor Retcham stood close to them. He was the outcast of the teachers, head of Gryfindor house and pretty much a nice guy, which is unheard of amoungst the Hogwarts faculty. Much abuse was hurled in his diretion in the teachers lounge, yet here he remained deputy head. Retcham bought out the Sorting hat on it\'s little stool and stood back, taking control of the stammering first years as they excitedly looked at the old tattered thing that would surcure their furture at the school. The house reputations had changed slightly since his day. Most children were sorted into Slytherin now a days, which meant he had a lot more to do being head of that house, and everyone was so pleased they had been sorted their. If you were in Slytherin you had a lot more of a chance at suceeding in this world. Gryfindor numbers dwindled and were often rather skitish because what Slytherin was in his day, hated and dispised, Gryfindor was now. Ravenclaw was about the same, in fact they seemed to be the only house that was uneffected by anything, and Hufflepuff was deserted, the loyal traits that were once highly prized were now almost gone completely. Last year only three people had been sorted into Hufflepuff and everyone basically ignored them. Suddenly Proffesor Lestrange sttod up and called for attention for the rest of the school.
\"Welcome back for another year, once again we have a new Dark Arts teacher, so i would like to introduce proffesor Epans.\" There was mild applause from the student body. They were used to this, almost every year a new Dark Arts teacher was found, it seemed that the new job had never got rid of it\'s predesesor\'s curse. \"So now we have introduced the new faculty lets get down to the sorting.\" The Sng hng hat made his ever present poem which was met once again by dull applause. Draco felt that it was another person who had lost all drive at this school but still did it\'s duty. Lastrange gestured to Retcham who nodded, put on his half moon glasses and began to recite from his ever shortening list.
\"Bones, Contessa!\" He shouted and a small, shy girl came walking out of the large group of first years. She took the hat and sat on the stool. It only took a few seconds for the hat to scream.
\"RAVENCLAW!\" She took the hat of happily and walked to be welcomed into her suroget family\'s awaiting arms.
\"Dipit, Loki!\"
\"SLYTHERIN!\" this went on for a while. The number of students enroling in Hogwarts was diminishing every year as potential muggle-born were kept out and more and more magic folk broke their wands and deserted the wizarding world for good for their and their children\'s safety. Draco didn;t really care about the houses. He made sure that there was no special treatment for any house in his classes, a fact which had almost earned him the the same hatred as Retcham got, but after all he was Head of Slytherin so he got some credit back.
\"Voldemort, Diabolique (1)!\" The last name was called out and the entire room turned their heads to see the short girl walk up to take her place at the the stool. Draco looked at her and almost broke down and cried. Their she was, he had been dreading this day for the past eleven years and it had finally come. She looked up at the teacher\'s table recieving a nod of subserviance from all of them. She finally came to Draco and he saw the almost spitting image of Harry as he was before stare up into his face. Her long black hair swished untidily around her back, her small nose turned up slightly at the end and those eyes spoke volumes, even if they were the beauiful blue he saw every time he look in the mirror. She sat down on the stool placing the sorting hat on her head.
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Diabolique looked around the hall nervously, trying not to let it show on her face. It was her father\'s first lesson, Never show them your weakness. She knew how it would be here, just like it was at home. Everyone would worship her simply because if they didn\'t they would end up dead. She scanned the teachers table, they nodded their heads to her, almost as if they were bowing. She stopped at a blonde teacher. The expresion on his face was cold and harsh but his eyes spoke saddness. She sat down at the stool and awaited her sorting.
\'Ummm must say never expected to see this mix, oh no. We shall be expecting great things from you my girl with parents like yours. Sooooo where to put you.\'
\'Hurry up you stupid motheaten hat and put me in Slythrin!\' She said in her head.
\'Well you do take after you father but you have your mother\'s traits for courage and loyalty. That was one good Gryfindor and you look so much like him. Oh well seeing as you want to be in Slytherin and i can\'t decide which may as well be...\'
\"SLYTHERIN!\"
\'No, wait!\' She said in her head a vain attempt to understand.
\'Sorry i have spoken dear child, you must remove me now.\' Reluctantly she removed the hat and went to go join her fellow Sltherins. he looked back at the blonde proffesor.
\"It starts.\" She mumbled to herself before tucking in to her food and listening to the students around her as they sucked up.
*~*~*~*
Draco returned to his rooms, emptionally and physically drained, to find his husband sitting quietly on his bed in the living room, the ever present vail placed on his face, hiding it\'s beauty from the world. He thought back to Tatiana, now called Diabolique, they were almost identical apart from the eye colour. Well at least he thought they were. He hadn\'t seen his husbands face in eleven years.
\"Did anything strange happen today down below?\" Draco spun round as he saw his husband staring at him, it wasn\'t often they would talk.
\"No\" he lied, to tell Harry about his daughter would kill what little was left of him, her being once again so close and yet so far. \"Why?\"
\"I just have a strange feeling that something has come, something that going to change everything. I can\'t wait, Draco, i can\'t wait.\" With that he turned around and walked into the kitchen. going back into his own le woe world of the tower.
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A/N Hi ya everyone miss me? well i know i said i was going to finish another one before i started writing this one but i just lost all will to write and plus as i said at the top slim is in a bad way. well tell me what you think for a first chapter of the sequal and feel free to yell at me for taking so long to write it the muses were just not being nice! READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter Finished: 12:24 AM 3/4/03
Dedications: Silver Cross, who has been waiting for this for ages, and Slim, my wonderful laptop, both of who are having a bad time at the mo. Everyone give their regards to Slim as he goes into to Hospital for his much needed repairs!
Pairings; HarryxDraco
Warnings: Lots of angst. A mystery that we all know the answer to so may get infuriating about how dumb Character is.
Notes: This takes place 11 years after The Right Choice so you MUST have read it to understand what is going on. Their will be several OC\'s which pop up and they are mine so if you want to use them, which of course you won\'t coz they are probably silly, then just ask.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
No Face, No Name
Draco sat at the head table as he watched the prosesion of first years walk into the the great hall for the first time. He smiled to himself as he watched them all lift their heads to the ceiling and hear their gasps of awe at the beautiful night sky above them. He always liked this bit best. They were all the same at the moment just kids, scared hopeful kids, who couldn\'t wait to take their seats and become part of Hogwarts. Proffesor Retcham stood close to them. He was the outcast of the teachers, head of Gryfindor house and pretty much a nice guy, which is unheard of amoungst the Hogwarts faculty. Much abuse was hurled in his diretion in the teachers lounge, yet here he remained deputy head. Retcham bought out the Sorting hat on it\'s little stool and stood back, taking control of the stammering first years as they excitedly looked at the old tattered thing that would surcure their furture at the school. The house reputations had changed slightly since his day. Most children were sorted into Slytherin now a days, which meant he had a lot more to do being head of that house, and everyone was so pleased they had been sorted their. If you were in Slytherin you had a lot more of a chance at suceeding in this world. Gryfindor numbers dwindled and were often rather skitish because what Slytherin was in his day, hated and dispised, Gryfindor was now. Ravenclaw was about the same, in fact they seemed to be the only house that was uneffected by anything, and Hufflepuff was deserted, the loyal traits that were once highly prized were now almost gone completely. Last year only three people had been sorted into Hufflepuff and everyone basically ignored them. Suddenly Proffesor Lestrange sttod up and called for attention for the rest of the school.
\"Welcome back for another year, once again we have a new Dark Arts teacher, so i would like to introduce proffesor Epans.\" There was mild applause from the student body. They were used to this, almost every year a new Dark Arts teacher was found, it seemed that the new job had never got rid of it\'s predesesor\'s curse. \"So now we have introduced the new faculty lets get down to the sorting.\" The Sng hng hat made his ever present poem which was met once again by dull applause. Draco felt that it was another person who had lost all drive at this school but still did it\'s duty. Lastrange gestured to Retcham who nodded, put on his half moon glasses and began to recite from his ever shortening list.
\"Bones, Contessa!\" He shouted and a small, shy girl came walking out of the large group of first years. She took the hat and sat on the stool. It only took a few seconds for the hat to scream.
\"RAVENCLAW!\" She took the hat of happily and walked to be welcomed into her suroget family\'s awaiting arms.
\"Dipit, Loki!\"
\"SLYTHERIN!\" this went on for a while. The number of students enroling in Hogwarts was diminishing every year as potential muggle-born were kept out and more and more magic folk broke their wands and deserted the wizarding world for good for their and their children\'s safety. Draco didn;t really care about the houses. He made sure that there was no special treatment for any house in his classes, a fact which had almost earned him the the same hatred as Retcham got, but after all he was Head of Slytherin so he got some credit back.
\"Voldemort, Diabolique (1)!\" The last name was called out and the entire room turned their heads to see the short girl walk up to take her place at the the stool. Draco looked at her and almost broke down and cried. Their she was, he had been dreading this day for the past eleven years and it had finally come. She looked up at the teacher\'s table recieving a nod of subserviance from all of them. She finally came to Draco and he saw the almost spitting image of Harry as he was before stare up into his face. Her long black hair swished untidily around her back, her small nose turned up slightly at the end and those eyes spoke volumes, even if they were the beauiful blue he saw every time he look in the mirror. She sat down on the stool placing the sorting hat on her head.
*~*~*~*
Diabolique looked around the hall nervously, trying not to let it show on her face. It was her father\'s first lesson, Never show them your weakness. She knew how it would be here, just like it was at home. Everyone would worship her simply because if they didn\'t they would end up dead. She scanned the teachers table, they nodded their heads to her, almost as if they were bowing. She stopped at a blonde teacher. The expresion on his face was cold and harsh but his eyes spoke saddness. She sat down at the stool and awaited her sorting.
\'Ummm must say never expected to see this mix, oh no. We shall be expecting great things from you my girl with parents like yours. Sooooo where to put you.\'
\'Hurry up you stupid motheaten hat and put me in Slythrin!\' She said in her head.
\'Well you do take after you father but you have your mother\'s traits for courage and loyalty. That was one good Gryfindor and you look so much like him. Oh well seeing as you want to be in Slytherin and i can\'t decide which may as well be...\'
\"SLYTHERIN!\"
\'No, wait!\' She said in her head a vain attempt to understand.
\'Sorry i have spoken dear child, you must remove me now.\' Reluctantly she removed the hat and went to go join her fellow Sltherins. he looked back at the blonde proffesor.
\"It starts.\" She mumbled to herself before tucking in to her food and listening to the students around her as they sucked up.
*~*~*~*
Draco returned to his rooms, emptionally and physically drained, to find his husband sitting quietly on his bed in the living room, the ever present vail placed on his face, hiding it\'s beauty from the world. He thought back to Tatiana, now called Diabolique, they were almost identical apart from the eye colour. Well at least he thought they were. He hadn\'t seen his husbands face in eleven years.
\"Did anything strange happen today down below?\" Draco spun round as he saw his husband staring at him, it wasn\'t often they would talk.
\"No\" he lied, to tell Harry about his daughter would kill what little was left of him, her being once again so close and yet so far. \"Why?\"
\"I just have a strange feeling that something has come, something that going to change everything. I can\'t wait, Draco, i can\'t wait.\" With that he turned around and walked into the kitchen. going back into his own le woe world of the tower.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
A/N Hi ya everyone miss me? well i know i said i was going to finish another one before i started writing this one but i just lost all will to write and plus as i said at the top slim is in a bad way. well tell me what you think for a first chapter of the sequal and feel free to yell at me for taking so long to write it the muses were just not being nice! READ AND REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Chapter Finished: 12:24 AM 3/4/03