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The True Face Of Evil	By : MissiYoung Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8346 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter List
- 1-The True Face Of Evil
- 2-WHO DID I KILL IN MY PAST LIFE TO MAKE THESE THINGS HAPPEN TO ME?
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Title: The True Face Of Evil
Author: Missi_Young, missianne
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Summary: What happens when not everything is exactly as it seems? Or if your dead parents aren't? For Harry's seventeenth birthday he got nondead parents, a new species, and a husband.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Draco/Harry, others implied
Feedback: Please!
Author Notes: This skews off into left field (AU), there is an overabundance of OOCness, and there are Americanisms. I will add more as they occur.
Disclaimer: I don�t own peanut butter and make no money off this. I also don't want to infringe on anybody's copyrights.

CHAPTER ONE
In the dead of night, at a pub of ill repute, four friends met in secret. While upstairs in a private room an old man heard a prophesy for the very first time, downstairs two couples signed a contract pledging their oldest children-their heirs, their precious sons-to a lifetime of wedded bliss. Never knowing the old man they were trying to protect their children from was upstairs. Never knowing that their lives were being predestined. Only knowing that the true Dark Lord, true Evil, went by the name of Albus Dumbledore, for he wore evil's true face...

THE HISTORY OF DRACO MALFOY
Before he was a year and a half old, Draco had a friend. Messy black hair and happy green eyes always meant that Draco would have several pleasant hours of playing and napping before his friend had to leave. After that Draco�s friend stopped coming over. Oh Draco would wait for him, but he�d never come. By the time he was three, Draco had stopped waiting. By the time he was five, Draco had forgotten. His parents would invite the children of their friends and say things like 'They play so well together!' or 'They�re such good friends!' but Draco never saw it that way. Draco tolerated these intruders because that�s what a Malfoy does, and even at five Draco wanted nothing more than to be a Malfoy. Who needed friends?
By the time Draco met Harry-again, though neither remembered-in Madam Malkin�s Robes For All Occasions Draco was hopelessly spoiled and every inch a Malfoy. He knew his path in life was to follow in his father�s footsteps, and marry the child of an old friend of his parents. The fact that the only thing he knew about this child was that his Betrothed was a male nearly two months younger than him made no difference. With so many pregnancy options open to wizard couples these days, they could insure an heir for each of their names.
After telling his parents about the odd little urchin he�d met while being fitted, they decided to tell him more about his betrothed. After all, he�d be going to school with this person soon. And if their information was correct, they would need to remove their dear friend�s child from his current situation-Draco's befriending the boy would be of great help there.
By the time Draco met Harry on the train, he knew considerably more about the boy. More than the boy himself knew. So he offered his hand. Now, he had been warned that it may be spurned-after all, he�d been exposed to Dumbledore�s lackeys thereby having his views effectively poisoned. Draco was told not to take hypothetical rejection personally-the poor friend of his infancy had no idea he was even Betrothed, after all.
Being warned that one may be rejected and actually being rejected are two different things. Instead of being patient and trying again to win the boy over, Draco lost his temper. That�s when things started going badly.
Everyone knows what happened from there. During school, at least. No one knows about the angry parents scolding him because he was supposed to be trying to win over his intended. No one knows that, due to magical creature blood, the Potter�s were still alive, living at Malfoy Manor. No one knows that when Draco started teasing Harry about not having parents, Yule of his first year, both Lily and Narcissa tried to punish him with everything from a beauty school perm to castration. No one knows that Draco was supposed to bring Harry to the Manor-as a friend, of course-so that he could meet his parents, and hear the truth about...everything, really. Well, until now.
Draco�s seventeenth birthday came and went in a whirlwind of gifts, ceremonies and parties. The next day preparations for his bonding began. After all, most pureblooded children are bonded as soon as both parties come of age, on the birthday of the younger partner. That�s why Slytherin Dungeon was so big-Betrothal Bonded couples received their own flats. And none of the children outside of Slytherin had been Betrothal Bonded in nearly three hundred years-when witches and wizards began pulling more of the Muggle culture into their daily lives.
Draco was able to ignore his feelings of apprehension until July 30th rolled around. That�s when Draco Malfoy became incredibly nervous. Draco was getting bonded to someone who didn�t know the Betrothal existed. Someone who�s life Draco had made as hellish as possible. Nope, apprehension didn�t cover it. Neither did nervousness.
Draco Malfoy was scared shitless.

VERY MUCH LATER JULY 30th
�5...4...3...2..1..Happy Birthday, Harry.�
Following his own tradition, Harry Potter opened the windows for the owls from his friends that would begin arriving now. Noticing that there were a few new ones, Harry started with the Hogwarts owl. Treacle fudge from Hagrid, booklist and a self-inking quill from Professor McGonagal. Dashing off quick thank-you notes and attaching them to the leg of the school owl, moving on to the next gift....Hermione. A book on pureblood magical inheritance and a big bag of dried fruit. Thank-you note...'I can�t believe it, you actually got me a book I may have gotten myself!' Send the second owl on his way.
Weasley gifts...various meat pies, fudge, a small cake, and a green jumper-hand-knitted and home made, the lot of it, of course-from Mrs. Weasley, two rubber ducks and a single AA battery from Mr. Weasley, Skiving Snackboxes and Canary Creams from the twins, an Egyptian Guardian Amulet and a French For Beginners book from Bill and Fleur, dragon claw bracelet (protective, of course) and tight looking dragon hide pants (spelled to fit) from Charlie with a note that said 'Love You Little Brother', a box of sweets from Ron, and a dragon hide vest from Ginny. Thank-you notes all around, 'Love You Too, Charlie'...'Now Fleur, you know I�m gay'...'The ducks are great, Papa Arthur'...'Don�t know how I�d survive the summer, Mother Molly'...'Thanks a million, Ron'...'Tell Charlie thanks, Gin'... Send those on their way.
Year�s subscription to The Quibbler from Luna, 'Thanks, this will come in handy!' Goodbye owl. Following their pact, a simple piece of parchment saying 'Happy Birthday, Harry' from Neville, who was probably reading one saying 'Happy Birthday, Neville' right then. No gifts exchanged, none needed. Seamus and Dean, along with the girls in their year, had gone in to get Harry a violin. 'You lot just wait until we get back to school and I get my hands on you! How dare you spend this much money? You are taking this back and that's final!' Spell the Howler to reconstruct itself after each stop and Hedwig can take that one personally. Finally, one of the new owls. Oh, it�s from Susan Bones.

Dear Mister Potter,

It has long been tradition amongst the old wizarding families to have a coming of age ceremony on your seventeenth birthday. This is traditionally a ceremony performed by your parents to officially acknowledge your majority, and proclaim you a member of this family to the exclusion of all others. This ceremony is not to be taken lightly-if someone who wished you harm were to host this ceremony for you, you could lose any family majiks from the Potter family.
Pardon me for overstepping my bounds, however may I recommend that you state the following words, to render the chance impossible? I have spelled this letter to be delivered at exactly midnight, in the hopes that we may circumvent this unfortunate disaster. Traditionally one of your parents would have made a speech about the importance of family, etc., on your birthday and you wouldn't recite this until you became Head of House, but that option is not available to us, I am sorry to say.

'I, Harry James Potter, do hereby on this, the day of my majority, accept all duties, rights, and responsibilities as blood heir of the Magical Houses Potter, Evans, Hylena, Carinofal, Grassly, Myyrden, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin, and inherited heir of the Magical Houses Black and Garstpick. May these Houses have long, Prosperous Reigns. Henceforth shall I be acknowledged as Head of all mentioned Magical Houses.

If this message has appeared, then you have read the passage. I thank you for your trust and wish you a Happy Birthday and Prosperous Aging.

Amelia Bones

P.S. It may also interest you to note that, as of this moment, you own Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which can no longer be influenced by the Ministry or Board of Governors. Congratulations. Will you be changing student policy?

And a box of Sugar Quills from Susan. Thank you notes, 'Sugar Quills are my favs, Sue!'...'I can�t thank you enough for your recommendation, Madam Bones!'
�Gringotts sent me a letter? Oh, have to go visit my vaults as Heads of Houses, I�ll go later today. The Ministry is formally inviting me to take my Apparation Test-is that silverleaf? And they have a time spelled letter for me, there it is, I�ll read that in a second, and what does this say? Betrothal? Bonding? I�m getting bonded today to...�
�DRACONIAN LUCIUS SEVERUS MALFOY?!?!�
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