disclaimers: Noppies, not minesy
warnings: boy x boy love, incest
~ ~ ~ Chapter 4
Albus Dumbledore paced his office. Those seated had only seen the headmaster do that once before; when Voldemort had returned. Severus Snape, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin watched with apprehension. They still did not know the reason they were summoned but they knew it must be bad. Terrible was a better name, considering three of the most powerful wizards were in one room. Finally, Albus paused and turned upon them, each tensing but Severus.
"The Ministry contacted me. Harry.....Harry killed his uncle by using an Unforgiveable." Two gasps, one raised brow. "We don't know where he is. He apparently apparated and is hiding himself, rather well. The Aurors cannot find a trace. He is not at Ron's, Arthur would have told us. He wouldn't be at Hermione's considering she's a muggle."
Sirius was the first to find his voice, eyes wide and voice incredulous. "You mean my godson commited murder and you haven't the faintest idea as to where he is?" Albus shook his head wearily. "Have you looked everywhere?!" he bellowed, fist crashing onto the desk. Severus wisely held in his retort.
Remus laid a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Calm yourself Sirius. I'm sure Albus is doing all that he can to find Harry. Have the Muggles been questioned as to why Harry would kill Vernon and leave?"
Albus shook his head, resuming his pacing. "I'm afraid not. Petunia and Dudley are quite tramautized by the event. Their unwilling to speak to us concerning Harry considering we're the bane of existence, according to his aunt."
Severus scowled darkly at that. "Perhaps a little....violent persuasion?"
Sirius frowned. "Thats exactly what we dont what you idiot! What of the muggle police?"
"Their searching for Harry as well. If Harry was in muggle England then he would have been seen by now. He's on the run," Remus sighed. "I dont know why he just didn't come to us. Did he think we wouldn't forgive him? That we would shun him?"
"He did use an Unforgiveable," Severus pointed out much to Sirius's displeasure. "Even if he is the Boy who Lived and all that nonsense, he still commited a crime that will send him to Azkaban for eternity. You wouldn't wish that on Potter, would you?"
Remus and Sirius replied as one, "No." Sirius began the conversation, smiling a little at Remus. "I think that if I had been more attentive to him and had adopted him, this might never have happened. Its my fault."
"Its not!" Remus protested. "If had stuck around after Severus told I was a werewolf, to just be there for Harry..."
"And if I had known how the Dursleys really were..."
"Your'e all at fault," Severus smirked smugly, rising unperturbed to his feet. "Perhaps if you had looked past your love for Muggles you could have seen them for the cruel, uncaring bastards they are. However," Severus crossed his arms, brows drawing, "I am also at blame." He scowled at the grinning Sirius, the other man finding his pleasure in Severus's admittance. "But I have my own personal reasons that I will not give to the satisfaction of those who would wish to tease me of it on a later date." The glare at Sirius intensified.
"I understand Severus,"Albus placed a worn and gnarled hand on the younger wizard's shoulder. "Remus, Sirius. I want you to keep this under the strickest secrecy. When the students return, I will give them a reason for Harry's abscene...vacation or the likes of that. Meanwhile, I want the two of you to search everywhere for Harry. Its dangerous for him to be alone with Voldemort's power and Death Eaters growing in number every day. Severus, keep close contact with the inner musings of the Death Eaters. They may know something of Harry's disapperance."
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It was by ten o'clock that Draco knew his father wouldn't be returning for the night. He was currently sitting on one of the armchairs in Lucius's bedroom, lazily wallowing on the plush velvet. Sighing, he rose from the recliner and padded into the corridor. Voldemort must've wanted Lucius for the night and it wasn't wise to refuse the wizard. It had been happening repetively, nearly every alternating night. Draco missed the time he shared with his father; whether it was sexual, cuddling, or just plain talking.
Draco entered his chambers, not surprised that Harry was still awake and lounging in the window seat. Hoshi was preening herself. The miniature dragon sensed Draco, giving a happy squawk. Harry turned to face the other boy. "He's not coming back, is he?"
"Apparently not." Draco sank beside Harry, fondling Hoshi's ridges gingerly. "Father doesn't have a choice but one of these nights, I wish he would just tell Voldemort to fuck himself." Harry snorted. "Seriously, Harry. I haven't been able to be with my father since last month. Voldemort's been incredibly greedy."
"....Draco, I dont want to sound...rude.. but, don't you thinks its wierd that your having sex with your own father?" Harry blurted, hating that he sounded condescending.
Draco shrugged. "It doesnt matter to me. I wouldn't tell you to have sex with your father, if he were still alive that is. Hell, I'd probably be even disgusted by the mere thought of it but, what I share with Lucius is different. Sure, to everyone else its perverted and wrong but to us, its our only lifelines. Do you understand where I'm going with this?"
"I think I do. Without that love felt between you both, you would have both commited suicide?"
"Something like that," Draco smiled, tilting his head to gaze at the distant crescent moon. "I love my father Harry. Platonic and non-platonic. Kind of like Bill and Charlie. Since we're playing twenty questions, let me ask you mine. Could you see yourself as a Death Eater, fighting against your friends?"
"Honestly, I don't know." He pushed his glasses into their proper position on his nose. "I never would have thought, even yesterday, that I would be here with you and Lucius. That I would have killed Vernon. That I would even be considering becoming a Death Eater. Its too early to tell. I dont think that my friends would understand my justifications of commiting murder and joining Voldemort. They all see me as the Boy Who Lived; perfect. Only you, Lucius, and Snape saw me as just a regular boy."
Draco's face softened, lips twitching into a sad frown. "I can't tell you what to do Harry but...think this over. Decide if becoming a Death Eater is what you want. Once you join, you can't leave or you will face death. Voldemort won't care. I tried that and was nearly decapitated."
"You wanted out?"
"Of course. I hated being feared by everyone. I know so many curses that even my own House stayed away from me. I am the heir," Draco bitterly spat. "And therefore have an obligation to Voldemort. Harry, when the time comes and you are forced to choose, I want you to have a concise knowledge of what Death Eaters do. This Friday, there's going to be a meeting in the Old Grove. You will be coming and you will see what goes on at a Death Eaters meeting, what we do, and who we kill. Can you kill others like you killed Vernon?" There was no answer. "I can only hope that you understand. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to my father's bed. He'll need something beautiful to stare at when he comes home in the morning." Draco tossed Harry a wink, sliding off the seat and going towards the door. "Oh, and Harry, please don't mention the scars to Lucius. I usually hide them with a concealment charm so its not as if he will notice but should you feel the need to point it out, don't. Goodnight Harry."
Harry could only nod his head, thoughts racing like a whirlwind inside his jumbled mind. Was Draco warning him about the Death Eaters? That he shouldn't become one? Harry went into his own room and crawled into bed. His first night at the Malfoy's. Yet, he couldn't think of any other place to be. Lucius and Draco were friends now. Though, their hidden agendas weren't clear, Harry was positive they wouldn't hurt him, would they?
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Awwww..... Was Draco trying to tell Harry not to? ^_~
Note: I do not support incest, alright? Lol. Even though I have Lucius/Draco doesn't mean I support it in real life. It just works for this fic. Lmao, dont think of me as disgusting. .
Next Chapter: Remus and Sirius discover, Severus contemplates, Lucius and Harry become a little closer
Thanks for reviewing! ^_^ Review again! :D
warnings: boy x boy love, incest
~ ~ ~ Chapter 4
Albus Dumbledore paced his office. Those seated had only seen the headmaster do that once before; when Voldemort had returned. Severus Snape, Sirius Black, and Remus Lupin watched with apprehension. They still did not know the reason they were summoned but they knew it must be bad. Terrible was a better name, considering three of the most powerful wizards were in one room. Finally, Albus paused and turned upon them, each tensing but Severus.
"The Ministry contacted me. Harry.....Harry killed his uncle by using an Unforgiveable." Two gasps, one raised brow. "We don't know where he is. He apparently apparated and is hiding himself, rather well. The Aurors cannot find a trace. He is not at Ron's, Arthur would have told us. He wouldn't be at Hermione's considering she's a muggle."
Sirius was the first to find his voice, eyes wide and voice incredulous. "You mean my godson commited murder and you haven't the faintest idea as to where he is?" Albus shook his head wearily. "Have you looked everywhere?!" he bellowed, fist crashing onto the desk. Severus wisely held in his retort.
Remus laid a hand on his friend's shoulder. "Calm yourself Sirius. I'm sure Albus is doing all that he can to find Harry. Have the Muggles been questioned as to why Harry would kill Vernon and leave?"
Albus shook his head, resuming his pacing. "I'm afraid not. Petunia and Dudley are quite tramautized by the event. Their unwilling to speak to us concerning Harry considering we're the bane of existence, according to his aunt."
Severus scowled darkly at that. "Perhaps a little....violent persuasion?"
Sirius frowned. "Thats exactly what we dont what you idiot! What of the muggle police?"
"Their searching for Harry as well. If Harry was in muggle England then he would have been seen by now. He's on the run," Remus sighed. "I dont know why he just didn't come to us. Did he think we wouldn't forgive him? That we would shun him?"
"He did use an Unforgiveable," Severus pointed out much to Sirius's displeasure. "Even if he is the Boy who Lived and all that nonsense, he still commited a crime that will send him to Azkaban for eternity. You wouldn't wish that on Potter, would you?"
Remus and Sirius replied as one, "No." Sirius began the conversation, smiling a little at Remus. "I think that if I had been more attentive to him and had adopted him, this might never have happened. Its my fault."
"Its not!" Remus protested. "If had stuck around after Severus told I was a werewolf, to just be there for Harry..."
"And if I had known how the Dursleys really were..."
"Your'e all at fault," Severus smirked smugly, rising unperturbed to his feet. "Perhaps if you had looked past your love for Muggles you could have seen them for the cruel, uncaring bastards they are. However," Severus crossed his arms, brows drawing, "I am also at blame." He scowled at the grinning Sirius, the other man finding his pleasure in Severus's admittance. "But I have my own personal reasons that I will not give to the satisfaction of those who would wish to tease me of it on a later date." The glare at Sirius intensified.
"I understand Severus,"Albus placed a worn and gnarled hand on the younger wizard's shoulder. "Remus, Sirius. I want you to keep this under the strickest secrecy. When the students return, I will give them a reason for Harry's abscene...vacation or the likes of that. Meanwhile, I want the two of you to search everywhere for Harry. Its dangerous for him to be alone with Voldemort's power and Death Eaters growing in number every day. Severus, keep close contact with the inner musings of the Death Eaters. They may know something of Harry's disapperance."
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It was by ten o'clock that Draco knew his father wouldn't be returning for the night. He was currently sitting on one of the armchairs in Lucius's bedroom, lazily wallowing on the plush velvet. Sighing, he rose from the recliner and padded into the corridor. Voldemort must've wanted Lucius for the night and it wasn't wise to refuse the wizard. It had been happening repetively, nearly every alternating night. Draco missed the time he shared with his father; whether it was sexual, cuddling, or just plain talking.
Draco entered his chambers, not surprised that Harry was still awake and lounging in the window seat. Hoshi was preening herself. The miniature dragon sensed Draco, giving a happy squawk. Harry turned to face the other boy. "He's not coming back, is he?"
"Apparently not." Draco sank beside Harry, fondling Hoshi's ridges gingerly. "Father doesn't have a choice but one of these nights, I wish he would just tell Voldemort to fuck himself." Harry snorted. "Seriously, Harry. I haven't been able to be with my father since last month. Voldemort's been incredibly greedy."
"....Draco, I dont want to sound...rude.. but, don't you thinks its wierd that your having sex with your own father?" Harry blurted, hating that he sounded condescending.
Draco shrugged. "It doesnt matter to me. I wouldn't tell you to have sex with your father, if he were still alive that is. Hell, I'd probably be even disgusted by the mere thought of it but, what I share with Lucius is different. Sure, to everyone else its perverted and wrong but to us, its our only lifelines. Do you understand where I'm going with this?"
"I think I do. Without that love felt between you both, you would have both commited suicide?"
"Something like that," Draco smiled, tilting his head to gaze at the distant crescent moon. "I love my father Harry. Platonic and non-platonic. Kind of like Bill and Charlie. Since we're playing twenty questions, let me ask you mine. Could you see yourself as a Death Eater, fighting against your friends?"
"Honestly, I don't know." He pushed his glasses into their proper position on his nose. "I never would have thought, even yesterday, that I would be here with you and Lucius. That I would have killed Vernon. That I would even be considering becoming a Death Eater. Its too early to tell. I dont think that my friends would understand my justifications of commiting murder and joining Voldemort. They all see me as the Boy Who Lived; perfect. Only you, Lucius, and Snape saw me as just a regular boy."
Draco's face softened, lips twitching into a sad frown. "I can't tell you what to do Harry but...think this over. Decide if becoming a Death Eater is what you want. Once you join, you can't leave or you will face death. Voldemort won't care. I tried that and was nearly decapitated."
"You wanted out?"
"Of course. I hated being feared by everyone. I know so many curses that even my own House stayed away from me. I am the heir," Draco bitterly spat. "And therefore have an obligation to Voldemort. Harry, when the time comes and you are forced to choose, I want you to have a concise knowledge of what Death Eaters do. This Friday, there's going to be a meeting in the Old Grove. You will be coming and you will see what goes on at a Death Eaters meeting, what we do, and who we kill. Can you kill others like you killed Vernon?" There was no answer. "I can only hope that you understand. Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to my father's bed. He'll need something beautiful to stare at when he comes home in the morning." Draco tossed Harry a wink, sliding off the seat and going towards the door. "Oh, and Harry, please don't mention the scars to Lucius. I usually hide them with a concealment charm so its not as if he will notice but should you feel the need to point it out, don't. Goodnight Harry."
Harry could only nod his head, thoughts racing like a whirlwind inside his jumbled mind. Was Draco warning him about the Death Eaters? That he shouldn't become one? Harry went into his own room and crawled into bed. His first night at the Malfoy's. Yet, he couldn't think of any other place to be. Lucius and Draco were friends now. Though, their hidden agendas weren't clear, Harry was positive they wouldn't hurt him, would they?
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Awwww..... Was Draco trying to tell Harry not to? ^_~
Note: I do not support incest, alright? Lol. Even though I have Lucius/Draco doesn't mean I support it in real life. It just works for this fic. Lmao, dont think of me as disgusting. .
Next Chapter: Remus and Sirius discover, Severus contemplates, Lucius and Harry become a little closer
Thanks for reviewing! ^_^ Review again! :D