Harry glanced over at his bedside table.. 11:30, just a half hour and he would be sixteen and he would get his inheritance. He'd been wondering what powers he could acquire; he got all antsy thinking about it. The Dursley's had been warned about his inheritance and, of course, they were scared. They had the idea that Harry would end up with some weird power that would infect them, Harry supposed. Harry started pacing his room in anticipation. He ran his fingers through his unruly hair over and over. God, how slow time seemed to move when you were waiting for something.
A soft pop before Harry stopped his pacing and he looked up into the hazel-gold eyes of the one and only, Remus Lupin. Remus smiled warmly at him and Harry gave him a quizzical look in return.
"Hiya Harry."
"Umm, Remus... what're you doing here?" Harry asked. He realized he must sound somewhat rude, as Remus didn't have to be there and it was nice of someone to drop by when he needed them most. "Erm, I mean, it's not like I don't want you here, it's really nice that you came... but umm..." Remus chuckled and scratched the back of his neck in a nervous way.
"It's a long story, Harry..." Remus said evasively.
"Well, I've got a bit of time.." Harry said, offering Remus a seat on the bed. Remus smiled weakly and plopped down as though some strange force had pulled him down.
Remus sighed. "It was a long time ago... 16 years almost.. Sirius and I were young, we were just married... We got pregnant..."
"What!?"
"Harry, in the wizarding world, male wizards can become pregnant..." Remus waited for this to sink in to Harry.
"How?" Harry asked hesitantly.
"Erm, well yes umm... Well it's much like the way a man and a woman..." Remus was having trouble finding the right words and started to squirm under the awkwardness of it all.
"Relax, Moony, I don't mean tell me all about gay sex, I know about that!" Harry said exasperatedly. Remus' head shot up.
"Harry! Are you...Are you..."
"No, I'm not a virgin." Harry stated nonchalantly. Remus stared for a second, unsure of what to say.
"Yes well umm... right well, when males get pregnant, it's because they have taken a potion that will allow such things possible,"
"Eww, so you mean... They turn into women?"
"Well," Remus said. "Male wizards... in a matter of speaking... yes. But this wasn't the case with me. Because I'm a werewolf, I was born in such a way that my... male equipment, will automatically change itself when a child is conceived. Therefore no potion would be necessary."
"Oh...well, go on. You and Sirius got pregnant... so?"
"Well, we had the baby of course. Sirius was ecstatic. I was happy myself. I finally had a family. But we were in the middle of a war. Soon enough, everyone thought I was a spy for Voldemort. I could tell that Sirius wanted to trust me, but he just couldn't. Dumbledore started to send me out on missions for our side and Sirius grew wary of me. After awhile, we couldn't support the baby. We gave it to our closest friends to look after. We expected to go back and reunite our little family after the war, but things happened so fast that none of it seemed possible. I went to Dumbledore seeking advice. Which brings me here, to where we are..."
Harry looked at Remus quizzically. "That makes no sense, why are you here and who did you give your baby to?" Harry couldn't make out what was nagging at the back of his mind. The last piece of the puzzle. He knew what it was... somehow, but he just couldn't think of it.
Remus met Harry's gaze and Harry saw tears glisten at the corners of his eyes. "We gave him... to James and Lily." Harry cocked his head to one side.
"But I don't have any brothers or sisters, and my only cousin is Dudley...how do I not know him?" Harry asked, the last piece of the puzzle was becoming clearer by the second, but it was still a bit foggy..
"You know him, Harry...." Remus suddenly became very interested in the carpet. "It's you." Remus whispered.
Harry became dizzy. "Wha'?"
"Harry... you're my son." Harry finally got all the pieces together and his mind cleared. Harry's alarm clock beeped wildly, and a shooting pain grabbed hold of Harry's body starting at his feet and moving up.
"AGHHH!" Harry cried out.
"HARRY!" Remus reached forward just in time to catch the fainting boy in his arms.
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Draco Malfoy was angry. No, that was an understatement. He was fucking furious! His father had been off on one of his, "stupid-mud-blood-traitors-must-die" rampages at dinner when Draco found he couldn't take any more of it.
"Oh do shut up father!" he said annoyed. His parents sat agape from across the table, forks full of food frozen in midair on the way to their mouths. Draco realized what he had done and decided, no more milking daddy for all he's worth.
'All is lost now, I'll probably be beaten. I can't take much more of this. Well, here goes.' Draco stood abruptly.
"I'm leaving now father. I do not wish to see you in the future. By the way, I'm gay." he said quite matter-of-factly and walked off to his room. He heard his mother's body hit the ground after she fainted. His father raced up the stairs after him.
"YOU GET BACK HERE, YOU IMPERTINENT BOY!" he roared and shot a curse at Draco. "CRUCIO!" Draco saw it coming and spun out of the way.
Malfoy fired his own curse bacK, "REDUCTO!" Lucius Malfoy flew off the stairs into the ground on the first floor. He hit his head against the wall and his unconscious body slumped inwards as though his torso was a dam that had given way.
"No more, Lucius," the young blond murmured as silence fell around him. Draco rushed into his room, threw his clothes into his trunk, gathered his belongings and stalked out of the house to wait for the Knight Bus.
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It was dark, very dark. Two bright silver orbs stared back at Harry and a form began to appear. Lean and pale, with slight tone to his muscles. Platinum hair that gave a luminous glow. Draco Malfoy smiled warmly at him. Harry stepped forward and took the blond by the waist and pulled him close. He embraced Malfoy tightly and the Slytherin began inching his face towards Harry's. Their noses were touching, those pale pink lips of Draco's just longing to be kissed were only centimeters away.... almost-
"Harry? Harry?" Harry groaned. The dream had been so amazing. And he was so close to finally kissing the- Harry sat bolt upright. He had just dreamt about Draco Malfoy... kissing him... and he wanted to kiss him!
"Oh merlin!" Harry said in despair. The group surrounding him became very confused. His waker, Sirius Black, placed his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Are you ok Harry?" Harry looked up. He was in his room in Grimauld Place. The group around his bed consisted of Ron, Hermione, Remus and Sirius. Harry groaned.
"No! I'm not!"
"What's wrong!?"
"I think I like dwhmmma mmmohpu!" Harry said Draco's name into his pillow which his head had crashed into after he started his sentence.
"Who!?" Harry looked up and his face contorted as though he'd just eaten something horrid.
"Draco Malfoy." he said. Ron fainted, Hermione squealed with delight and Sirius and Remus simply stood there shocked.
"It's about time you realized it!" Hermione finally said and Harry rolled his eyes and flopped back onto the bed.
"So umm, other than that," Remus said. "How are you?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Oh fine thanks, except for the fact that my parents aren't really my parents and I wasn't told for my whole life!" Sirius sighed.
"We wanted to tell you, but how could we? You wouldn't be able to live with us, we wouldn't be able to see you, it would be too much pain... Now you're an adult though, and..." Sirius grew quiet. "No one knows what lies in the future. I just want to be with my son..." he said, growing teary eyed. Harry looked over at him and sighed.
"C'mere you mangy git!" he said and wrapped his arms around his crying father. Sirius laughed and hugged his boy back fiercely.
"Hey!" Remus called from across the room. "What am I, chopped liver? Don't i get a hug?!" Sirius and Harry laughed and walked over to him to share a giant group-hug.
"So," Harry said conversationally, plopping back onto the bed. "What did I inherit?" he asked eagerly.
"Well," Remus began. "It would seem you're going to take after me..."
"You mean I'm a..." Remus smiled and nodded. "YES, YES, YES! OH YES!" Harry jumped up in the air but when he came down he landed rather clumsily and fell over.
"HARRY!" Harry quickly jumped up.
"I'm ok! I'm ok...." Remus and Sirius laughed heartily.
"Don't worry, you'll get used to being tall," Remus told him.
"Tall?" Harry rushed over to the mirror, last time he checked he was only 5'4''. As fate would have it though, 5'4'' was yesterday. Today he stood at 6'3'' with a great tone to his body. He could get used to this. He looked down and noticed his pajama bottoms were several sizes too small and laughed at himself.
"I suppose I'll be needing some new clothes..." Harry said and Remus shook his head chuckling.
"Come on, I'll let you borrow some of mine until we can get you some of your own that fit..." Harry happily followed Remus out of his room. He bumped into Ginny in the corridor.
"Oh sorry Ha-whoa! Harry! you.... you look like... you're like sex on legs!" She breathed. Harry laughed.
"Erm, thanks Gin. See you at breakfast..." he said awkwardly and walked off to Remus' room.
Remus' old clothes fit Harry rather well and though they were a bit ragged and worn, at least they weren't three sizes too small. Remus had informed him that his sexual allure would be heightened now that he was a werewolf. When Harry asked why, Remus flushed and said he'd tell him later. With that he and Harry went down to breakfast. Everyone was fascinated with the news of Harry really being Remus and Sirius' son and collectively, everyone seemed rather overjoyed that the family was being reunited. Harry smiled the whole day wondering how yesterday could have been so terrible.
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Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy was making himself comfortable at Hogwarts. The headmaster had welcomed him there with open arms and everything was going well. Draco had described his situation to the headmaster and Dumbledore was more than happy to put Draco up in his own prefect rooms. It was Draco's birthday tomorrow, June 6, and he stretched lazily out under the beech tree by the Black Lake. Spending his birthday at Hogwarts with no one. What fun. And with that thought, Draco slumped against the tree and fell asleep.
At exactly midnight Draco woke and hit his head on the tree behind him. The world was spinning and his eyes went out of focus.. He stood, and stumbled back to his rooms. He felt as though he was going to be sick, and he fell to his knees on the grass to vomit. He had to get back to his rooms... He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and tried to keep on walking.
A few paces ahead he doubled over again to be sick. He groaned as his mouth burned and his stomach ached. There was a coppery taste in his mouth, but he ignored it.. if he could just get back to his rooms with some dignity! He pressed onward, entering the castle and stumbling towards the dungeons. He kept stopping to catch his bearings. He would not be sick in the hallways! His head was pounding out a ferocious beat that made him want to tear his hair out. He finally reached his rooms and rushed to his bathroom. He managed to get his head over the toilet before spilling out the contents of his stomach.
Draco closed his eyes and laid his head against the cool porcelain of the bowl. When he opened his eyes he was horrified to notice that his vomit was full of blood. Oh Merlin, he was going to die! A house-elf must have drugged him or something! His Father would hear about this! But not if he died! Draco groaned and vomited again. He didn't feel so queasy anymore, so he stood and rinsed his mouth out. He went to his bed to lie down, but his muscles rebelled on him as he tried to walk., He felt as though he was being stabbed all over by tiny needles. He cried out, dropping to his knees, before he passed out from the pain.
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