Swear It
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
1,757
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Swear It
Summary- Draco has had a change of heart. With no one else to turn to, will Harry help him?
Ok Everyone, this is my first fanfic. Be honest, but be gentle! This si a work in progress, so I make no promises about how regular the updates will be, but I will try to make them quick. I\'m not going to write crap, just to have a chapter out everyday.
Disclaimer- I don\'t own it. Sue me and you get about $1.27.
On with the Story!
~Prologue~
Harry shot straight up in bed, breathing heavy. He touched his fingers lightly over his scar, out of habit. No this wasn’t a vision. This was a memory.
*Flashback*
Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore.
“Avada Kedavra!”
A jet of green light shot from the end of Snape’s want and hit Dumbledore squarely in the chest. Harry’s scream of horror never left him; silent and unmoving, he was forced to watch as Dumbledore was blasted into the air. For a split second, he seemed to hang suspended beneath the shining skull, and then he fell slowly backward, like a great rag doll, over the battlements and out of sight.
*End Flashback*
Harry pulled his old ragged sheets back and climbed out of his bed. Harry felt the anger rise up in him. That bastard would pay. He would make sure of it.
Before Harry had a chance to contemplate what to do about Snape, Vernon burst into the room, red faced and sweating.
“I thought I told you not to invite any of your freaky little...”
He was stopped short, and throw to the ground unconscious by a well thrown stupify.
“You know, aside from being completely insane, the Dark Lord has a point about some muggles. I believe he just called me-ME-a freak.”
Harry stood there slack jawed. There in his doorway stood Draco Malfoy. Draco levitated Vernon out of the room, closed the door, and did a locking and silencing charm.
“You alright there, Potter?” Draco asked waving his hand in front of Harry’s face.
As soon as Harry snapped back into reality, his shock turned into anger.
“YOU!” he screamed, launching himself at Draco, pinning him to the ground with his hands around the pale neck.
“How dare you show your face in front of me! You bastard! Why? Why did you let your Death Eater friends into the school? Why did you come here? Did you come here to gloat? Fuck you, Malfoy!”
Harry started to bang Draco’s head against the ground, and Draco was turning blue in the face.
“Potter....I.. .had...no...choice...”
*Flashback*
”I haven’t got options! Said Malfoy, and he was suddenly as white as Dumbledore. “I’ve got to do it! He’ll kill me! He’ll kill my whole family!
“I appreciate the difficulty of your position,” said Dumbledore. “Why else do you think I have not confronted you before not? Because I knew that you would have been murdered if Lord Voldemort realized I suspected you.”
Malfoy winced at the sound of the name.
“I did not dare speak to you of the mission with which I knew you had been entrusted, in case he used Legilimency against you.” continued Dumbledore. “ But now at last we can speak plainly to each other...No harm has been done, you have hurt nobody, though you are very lucky that your unintentional victims survived...I can help you Draco.”
“No, you can’t,” said Malfoy, his wand hand shaking very badly indeed. “Nobody can. He told me to do it or he’ll kill me. I’ve got no choice.”
*End Flashback*
Harry released Draco’s neck and flew off his waist, where he’d been sitting. Malfoy drew in a hasty breath and rolled over, trying to get his now labored breathing back under control.
“You did have a choice, Malfoy. You just made the wrong one.”
Draco looked at him with unmistakable pain in his eyes. “I realize that, now.” he coughed “That’s why I came here. I want to come to the right side.”
Harry let out a strangled laugh. “Why? So you can take Snape’s place as Voldemort’s spy?”
“He didn’t want to kill Dumbledore, he literally had no choice.”
“And what’s that suppose to mean?” Harry spat “ No one told him to AK him, he did it. I saw the look of disgust on his face. He really hated Dumbledore. Everything else was an act.”
“He made an...wait a tick...what do you mean you ‘saw the look on his face’? You weren’t there If I recall correctly.”
“I was on the other broom, Malfoy. Dumbledore had put me in a full body bind, and I was under...” he paused to stop himself from revealing too much, “I was hidden. I could do anything.”
“Then you saw the whole thing?”
“Yes Now why did you say Snape literally had no choice?”
“He made an Unbreakable Vow with my mother. One part was that if I couldn’t finish my task that the Dark Lord gave me, then he would finish it. He LITERALLY had no choice. I couldn’t, so he was bound by magic to do it for me.”
Harry stared at Draco for a few minuted, taking in all this new information.
“That’s why I’m here, Harry.” Draco broke the silence. “He’s going to kill me if I go back. I don’t mind the not going back part. I didn’t want o go in the first place. At least in your service, I have a better chance of living. I want to pledge my allegiance with you, and I will help you in the war against Voldemort.”
“Will you swear it”
“Yes.”
Draco felt harry’s magic swirl around the sparse room.
“Swear it, then. Do you, Draco Camael Malfoy, swear to help me, Harry James Potter, do whatever it takes to defeat Voldemort, on pain of death?”
“I swear it.”
A bright light erupted from Harry’s chest and surrounded Draco, seemingly searching for something. Draco went board stiff as the light settled on his right forearm. It pushed back the sleeve that was hiding the hideous Dark Mark.
Then something happened that Draco had hardly dared hope for. The skull and snake mark, he thought to be permanently burned into his skin, faded away and was replaced with a small lightning bolt scar, identical to Harry’s on the outside on his wrist.
“Thank You.” he breathed out, still unable to believe what had just happened. Harry just smiled wearily and nodded, before slumping down to the floor, unconscious.
~~~~~~~~~~
There ya go, it\'s start, albeit short. Reviews are greatly appreciated.
P.S. Camael, Draco\'s middle name, is the name of and angel caught in the middle of the war of Good and Evil. Don\'t really know what part he played in the whole Christian affair, but it sort of fit him for my story. That, and I just wanted something different from the typical \"Lucius\".
Ok Everyone, this is my first fanfic. Be honest, but be gentle! This si a work in progress, so I make no promises about how regular the updates will be, but I will try to make them quick. I\'m not going to write crap, just to have a chapter out everyday.
Disclaimer- I don\'t own it. Sue me and you get about $1.27.
On with the Story!
~Prologue~
Harry shot straight up in bed, breathing heavy. He touched his fingers lightly over his scar, out of habit. No this wasn’t a vision. This was a memory.
*Flashback*
Snape raised his wand and pointed it directly at Dumbledore.
“Avada Kedavra!”
A jet of green light shot from the end of Snape’s want and hit Dumbledore squarely in the chest. Harry’s scream of horror never left him; silent and unmoving, he was forced to watch as Dumbledore was blasted into the air. For a split second, he seemed to hang suspended beneath the shining skull, and then he fell slowly backward, like a great rag doll, over the battlements and out of sight.
*End Flashback*
Harry pulled his old ragged sheets back and climbed out of his bed. Harry felt the anger rise up in him. That bastard would pay. He would make sure of it.
Before Harry had a chance to contemplate what to do about Snape, Vernon burst into the room, red faced and sweating.
“I thought I told you not to invite any of your freaky little...”
He was stopped short, and throw to the ground unconscious by a well thrown stupify.
“You know, aside from being completely insane, the Dark Lord has a point about some muggles. I believe he just called me-ME-a freak.”
Harry stood there slack jawed. There in his doorway stood Draco Malfoy. Draco levitated Vernon out of the room, closed the door, and did a locking and silencing charm.
“You alright there, Potter?” Draco asked waving his hand in front of Harry’s face.
As soon as Harry snapped back into reality, his shock turned into anger.
“YOU!” he screamed, launching himself at Draco, pinning him to the ground with his hands around the pale neck.
“How dare you show your face in front of me! You bastard! Why? Why did you let your Death Eater friends into the school? Why did you come here? Did you come here to gloat? Fuck you, Malfoy!”
Harry started to bang Draco’s head against the ground, and Draco was turning blue in the face.
“Potter....I.. .had...no...choice...”
*Flashback*
”I haven’t got options! Said Malfoy, and he was suddenly as white as Dumbledore. “I’ve got to do it! He’ll kill me! He’ll kill my whole family!
“I appreciate the difficulty of your position,” said Dumbledore. “Why else do you think I have not confronted you before not? Because I knew that you would have been murdered if Lord Voldemort realized I suspected you.”
Malfoy winced at the sound of the name.
“I did not dare speak to you of the mission with which I knew you had been entrusted, in case he used Legilimency against you.” continued Dumbledore. “ But now at last we can speak plainly to each other...No harm has been done, you have hurt nobody, though you are very lucky that your unintentional victims survived...I can help you Draco.”
“No, you can’t,” said Malfoy, his wand hand shaking very badly indeed. “Nobody can. He told me to do it or he’ll kill me. I’ve got no choice.”
*End Flashback*
Harry released Draco’s neck and flew off his waist, where he’d been sitting. Malfoy drew in a hasty breath and rolled over, trying to get his now labored breathing back under control.
“You did have a choice, Malfoy. You just made the wrong one.”
Draco looked at him with unmistakable pain in his eyes. “I realize that, now.” he coughed “That’s why I came here. I want to come to the right side.”
Harry let out a strangled laugh. “Why? So you can take Snape’s place as Voldemort’s spy?”
“He didn’t want to kill Dumbledore, he literally had no choice.”
“And what’s that suppose to mean?” Harry spat “ No one told him to AK him, he did it. I saw the look of disgust on his face. He really hated Dumbledore. Everything else was an act.”
“He made an...wait a tick...what do you mean you ‘saw the look on his face’? You weren’t there If I recall correctly.”
“I was on the other broom, Malfoy. Dumbledore had put me in a full body bind, and I was under...” he paused to stop himself from revealing too much, “I was hidden. I could do anything.”
“Then you saw the whole thing?”
“Yes Now why did you say Snape literally had no choice?”
“He made an Unbreakable Vow with my mother. One part was that if I couldn’t finish my task that the Dark Lord gave me, then he would finish it. He LITERALLY had no choice. I couldn’t, so he was bound by magic to do it for me.”
Harry stared at Draco for a few minuted, taking in all this new information.
“That’s why I’m here, Harry.” Draco broke the silence. “He’s going to kill me if I go back. I don’t mind the not going back part. I didn’t want o go in the first place. At least in your service, I have a better chance of living. I want to pledge my allegiance with you, and I will help you in the war against Voldemort.”
“Will you swear it”
“Yes.”
Draco felt harry’s magic swirl around the sparse room.
“Swear it, then. Do you, Draco Camael Malfoy, swear to help me, Harry James Potter, do whatever it takes to defeat Voldemort, on pain of death?”
“I swear it.”
A bright light erupted from Harry’s chest and surrounded Draco, seemingly searching for something. Draco went board stiff as the light settled on his right forearm. It pushed back the sleeve that was hiding the hideous Dark Mark.
Then something happened that Draco had hardly dared hope for. The skull and snake mark, he thought to be permanently burned into his skin, faded away and was replaced with a small lightning bolt scar, identical to Harry’s on the outside on his wrist.
“Thank You.” he breathed out, still unable to believe what had just happened. Harry just smiled wearily and nodded, before slumping down to the floor, unconscious.
~~~~~~~~~~
There ya go, it\'s start, albeit short. Reviews are greatly appreciated.
P.S. Camael, Draco\'s middle name, is the name of and angel caught in the middle of the war of Good and Evil. Don\'t really know what part he played in the whole Christian affair, but it sort of fit him for my story. That, and I just wanted something different from the typical \"Lucius\".