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Ignorance Lost	By : dragynphyre Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 7011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Ignorance Lost (0/?)

Author: Dragyn Phyre

Rating: eh, PG for now, R & NC-17 later.

Warnings: OC, OOC (but, for a reason), SLash (eventually)

Pairings: (ignore the name order...)Harry/Draco, Snape/OC, Lupin/Sirius, Ron/Hermione (nothing graphic:P)

Status: Beta'ed by friends, but please let me know any mistakes you see ^_^

Summary: Draco's ignorant of his father's plans for him. Harry's ignorant of his own thoughts. Lupin's ignorant of Sirius' feelings, and Snape's ignorant to think he could POSSIBLY resist the charms of a...very...determined angel.

ThankyouThankyouThankyouThankyou!:

Bianca for putting up with me, reading this over and over and assuring me that it does NOT suck, and helping me get the plot goin' :D

Wren we are sooo going to hell. But that's ok. We'll have looooots of fun there. With Professor A*******e...*snorts*

Rose for helping me get all kinds of evil thoughts...

Danny Poor guy....straight and still sitting with me through the writing of a slash story. muahahaha.

Alexy just cause I can. *smirk*

All the other poor fools that sat with me through this

EVERYONE who reviews. *innocent look*

Authors Note: All I'm gonna say is 'AU'.

[EDIT: 2/5/2008]

Sorry, but I noticed a LOT of mistakes in my chapters, so I'm trying to fix them. With the new rule about editing though, I can only fix the chapters one day at a time, so expect to see this story LOOKING updated a couple times in the next week or so -_-;;

Hopefully there will even be a new chapter;) *whistles innocently*

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Prologue
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"Stop."

The voice came from the shadows at the far end of the abandoned classroom.

Breathing heavily, the two Gryffindors came to a reluctant halt not even five feet from their now unconscious, and slowly slumping target. Hermione fought the fog that seemed to whisper 'Relax..It's ok...Calm...Be calm' and kept her eyes trained on Draco, knowing that Ron's would be too distracted to keep an eye on the Slytherin. Sure enough, even through the calming influence of the strange mental fog, Ron had swung around to face the direction the voice had came from, wand held at the ready and biting out a quick "Expelliarmus" into the dark.

"Five points to Gryffindor for a very well cast spell. Minus five for turning your back on your enemy, and minus five more for attacking without first studying your opponent."

The owner of the voice stubbornly remained in the shadows, and Ron spun halfway around, torn between keeping an eye on Malfoy, and the new possible threat.

"What do you think you're playing at? Only teachers can take away points!" Seeing that Hermione still had her wand pointed at Malfoy, Ron finally settled for a compromise: keeping his wand pointed at the shadows, but darting glances back at the unconscious teen.

"Quite so Mr. Weasley. Quite so."

Understanding immediately, Hermione's eyes widened. "Ron-!"

"Then why? If you're a teacher, why didn't you step in? Didn't you see what he was about to do?" Ron waved his hand at the crumpled boy. "That snake-tongued son of a harpy tried to kill Harry! And us!"

The voice, when it came again, was gentle with sad reproach.

"It's easy to be good, when that's all you've ever been taught."

Ron started, and glared incredulously into the shadows. "What's that supposed to mean?" At the sound of rustling robes, he quickly shifted his glare back at the blond stirring on the floor.

Malfoy did nothing, but swipe at the trickle of blood coming from his nose, and looking at the red on his fingers. Gingerly, he felt his nose, glaring all the while at the red-head.. "If you broke my nose, Weasel, you'll wish the Dark Lord had found you instead."

Hermione narrowed her eyes and stepped forward, wand steady, "Lay a hand on him Ferret, and you'll wish all I had done was hit you...again."

She smiled grimly, the mental fog was steady, without the usual ebb and flow of a typically cast spell. 'What's going on? Where's any of the other teachers? Or at least Dumbledore...he's supposed to be tied into the wards! Surely he can tell something's going on...'

As the shadows in the far corner shifted, so did the attention in the room. Not just the two friends, Draco also sat up warily. The white hair flowing past the...being's knees, and the feminine features almost passed her...him...(it?) off as a veela, but the soft glow, and the gentle reproach didn't match what they knew of the magical creatures.

Neither did the wings.

It...glided slowly across the floor, to where Draco still sat, leaning against the nearest desk. It knelt down, and gently ran the pads of It's fingers across the startled blonde's face, tracing his nose, brow, eyes, down the sides of his face and cupping his chin in It's hands, swept It's thumbs across the boy's cheeks.

Draco was suspiciously silent, though wide-eyed throughout it all, merely staring at the beautiful being in front of him with glazed eyes. His seeming trance wasn't broken when 'It' turned to the slightly calmer redhead.

"Think about it Mr. Weasley. When you were young, you were taught to be good. So naturally, you turned to the good side. Same way with you Miss Granger."

It caressed the side of Draco's face one more time before standing and locking eyes again with Ron, "What do you suppose Mr. Malfoy was taught when he was young? 'Peace love and happiness' perhaps? Or maybe he was subjected to watching muggle videos like 'Bambi' and 'Sleeping Beauty' over and over. Oh, yes, that would certainly explain his loving nature."

Hermione stifled a giggle at the gentle sarcasm in It's voice, and Ron shot a disbelieving glance at the suddenly unguarded girl, muttering under his breath, "No, but it would explain why he's such a bloody ponce!"

He shifted uneasily under It's disapproving stare.

"He is what he was raised to be, Mr. Weasley. Nothing more. Nothing less." It paused to raise an eyebrow at him, "So then, would you kill an ogre for being an ogre? A troll for being a troll, or a giant for being a giant? If you do that, then why stop there? Why not kill a wizard because he's a wizard, or a muggle for being a muggle."

Ron sputtered, "That's not the same! Ogres and trolls are violent! So are giants! We only kill them for our protection, and we don't even do THAT anymore since they've moved themselves so far away!"

Hermione glanced at Ron, startled, with the creatures next words.

"Hagrid is half-giant. What about him?"

Ron stared at It in horrified silence.

Neither of them stopped It when It held out a hand and helped the still dazed Slytherin to his feet, and then past them both to a door they hadn't noticed before. When it was opened, they caught a glimpse of a warmly lit office, before the creature gave them one last meaningful look, and closing the door behind them.

"Ron?..." Hermione stood with her arms limp at her side. With no response, she became worried, and grasped his arm, shaking lightly, "Ron...are you ok?

Her relief was short lived, as when he turned to her, he still held a slightly horrified, and vaguely stunned expression.

"'Mione...he...she....it..........had a horn....in the middle of it's forehead...and wings....But...Wha-...What....?"

Hermione grabbed his arm, and pulled him out of the classroom, kicking herself mentally for letting down her guard, 'What the HELL was I thinking? Draco Malfoy tries yanking one of my best friend's broom out from under him, in MID-AIR, and I giggle!'

"I don't know Ron...I don't know."

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