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Their Dilemma	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1034 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-1
Dilemma
"You- you-" It's quite satisfying to see Malfoy's icy silver eyes loose their blankness. They are wide and gob-smacked and a little bit terrified. His fists are clenched and his lips are pursed tightly as he glares venomously at Harry. They are standing in the middle of the potions classroom. Harry doesn't know why Malfoy came here. Harry just followed him. It seems all he does these days is to follow Malfoy all over this castle.
He is fed up and wants to get done with it and there is no easy way to do it. Malfoy is upto something. Harry is certain of this because Malfoy spends most his evenings and nights in the room of requirement. The entitled prat refuses to tell Harry. So Harry turned deaf ears to his own conscience and poured three drops of Veritaserum in Malfoy's tea as soon as he placed the cup on the desk.
"You bast-"
Harry grimaces before cutting Malfoy off, "What are you upto Malfoy? What have you been doing in the room of requirement and why did you attempt to poison Dumbledore?"
Malfoy's eyes become as big as saucers and he covers his mouth tightly. Harry sighs impatiently.
"Tell me Malfoy?" Harry insists.
Malfoy breathes deeply and bites his fingers to keep himself from speaking.
"I have been tasked to kill Dumbledore by the dark lord." Malfoy spits out a second later and gulps, "I have been trying to repair the vanishing cabinet in the room of requirement."
Harry stares at him in utter disbelief. He had not expected this.
"Are you a death eater?" Harry asks.
Malfoy glares at him but his shoulders are slumped as he replies hotly, "Not yet. I am to be marked after I complete this task."
It's surprisingly idiotic to even think that it's possible for Malfoy to kill Dumbledore. Yet, who knows what Malfoy is capable of.
"You said that you are tasked and then you said that you are to be marked. Do you want to become a death eater? Do you want to kill him?" Harry asks with a grimace. He can't understand why anyone will ever let that monster mark them.
"I don't have a choice Potter. Now, please leave. You have no right to ask anything else?" Malfoy's arms are crossed and his whole body just screams of defiance and fury.
"Let me help you." Harry says politely or atleast he tries to keep his tone polite but Malfoy always somehow manages to get under his skin. Harry is just so shocked that he is unable to think anything properly right now. That is why he is not screaming at the boy. The anger will come later. Sirius is literally on his death bed. Snape is trying to concoct a potion for him but he hasn't said that he even knows a way to heal Sirius. Harry can't loose headmaster Dumbledore as well. The old wizard has always been a mentor for Harry.
"Did I ask for your help, the great one." Malfoy hisses, his eyes flashing dangerously, "Believe it or not Potter. Not everyone in this universe will bow in front of you and lick your boots and jump to satisfy your whims and fancies."
"Oh no. You will only do that for Voldemort." Harry hisses right back before whirling around. Malfoy doesn't move and Harry doesn't glance back. He needs a few minutes to process this. It's too much to take. Till now Malfoy was only a git, a spoiled, arrogant git and a bully on the top of it. But now suddenly, he is going to become a murderer too. It's something Harry can't digest.
Before he slams the door closed, he shouts at the blonde, "I am watching you Malfoy. Don't do anything stupid." in response to which the other boy only sneers quietly and turns around to face the other side.
Harry starts walking, his stride hurried. He can't tell Hermione or Ron about this. Their animosity runs too deep to even take rational decisions where Malfoy is concerned and Dumbledore is not ready to listen to anything Harry has to say about this.
So he turns towards the infirmary where Sirius is laid unconscious. He needs to think. He can just show the memory to the aurors and they will take Malfoy in custody. But that will ruin Malfoy's life. Loath as Harry is to admit, even Malfoy doesn't deserve it.
He opens the door and enters inside. The infirmary is as dull as it was a few hours ago when Harry came to have his dinner. Sirius's frame is thin and his face is pale. His hands are crossed on his stomach and his eyes are closed. He seems unhealthy. He seems dead. Harry doesn't know what actually happens when someone falls through the veil. No one does and Harry doesn't know how Snape managed to bring Sirius back. Snape refuses to tell anyone.
Harry settles down on the chair just beside the bed and looks at his godfather. He is the only family Harry has and Harry really loves his godfather, not just because he is his father's best friend but because he is a good man and he cares for Harry.
"Sirius, I-"
A noise interrupts him. Harry looks up to find madame Pomphrey heading in his direction, a smile of her face and something akin to a muggle recorder in her hand.
"Harry. I don't know what this contraption is but we found it in your godfather's belongings. The note said that it's for you." She says and places it in Harry's outstretched palm.
"Thank you." Harry murmurs even as he eyes the recorder in confusion. He wonders if it's even working.
He presses the button that is supposed to start the recording to test the thing and the recording starts.
"Hey Harry. If you are hearing this, either I am dead or the war is over and I want you to know the truth and this is the easiest way to confess."
Harry presses it back and stares at the recorder in surprise. Sirius left a message for him. He is pleasantly astonished, to say the least.
He looks around to check if there is anyone and then starts the recording again.
"Firstly, Harry, I want you to know that I love you. I may not ever be able to say these words but I want you to know that I do. Lily and James loved you too and Remus does as well. You were a tiny little thing when Lily placed you in my arms. I was afraid that I'll drop you. Next, there is someone else who loves you although he'll never admit it."
Sirius stops and Harry wonders whom his godfather is talking about. The man sighs and continues, "I just want someone to know about everything. I never told Lily or James or even Remus. It's a secret I have carried for more than a decade now. If I am dead, I want you to convey my message to Severus."
Harry's eyes widen in surprise and Sirius becomes quiet again. Harry is so surprised that the recorder almost falls from his hand. Sirius only ever spits out Snape's name and he never addresses the temperamental professor by his first name.
Sirius continues after a few minutes, "I don't know where to start. I want you to understand everything. You might be his only chance. I have many regrets in my life Harry. I know you think that I was perfect and that your father was perfect, that we were noble and kind and polite and certainly not prejudiced. I am sorry to say that you are wrong. There are some days when I wonder that if I had forced him, he won't have become a death eater at all."
Harry stares at the device in shock. Sirius is claiming to be a bully like- like Dudley and Malfoy.
"It's karma, I guess. Snape told me about your life with the Dursleys. But I shouldn't confuse you. You see Harry, James and I belonged to very wealthy families. Money was never an object and although I was raised to believe that the slytherin house was the most superior one, I hated it and I hated my family. James's parents were nice people and they had nothing against Slytherins. We simply believed that only dark wizards were sorted in that house. Snape's father was - was not nice. He never had enough money to purchase clothes for himself. He only ever spent money on books. We already disliked him. On the face of it, he was arrogant and never spoke politely but we should have tried to understand him but we didn't. We should atleast have stayed away from him but we went out of our way to mock him. I'll have to be blunt about this Harry. We made his life a hell at Hogwarts. He was rather frail at that time and so we even used to hit him time and again. I hate to say this but we really tormented him in every way for the first two years at Hogwarts. Rem-"
Harry presses the switch to stop it. He can't bear it. Belatedly, he realizes that he is taking deep breathes and his heart is beating quite rapidly and right in front of him, Snape is standing with crossed arms and a completely blank face.
What he heard just now- it- it was pathetic. How could they have done it? Snape doesn't say anything. Harry doesn't know why the man is even standing here at the first place. They stare at each other for a few moments. Why did Snape save Sirius when he tortured him so much?
"There are certain things I need for the potion. I have found the recipe but it is very difficult to brew and I need to concentrate to brew it. It will take a long time." Snape says. Harry nods dumbly.
"Don't listen to this thing." Snape says suddenly. His lips are curled in a sneer but Harry looks into his eyes. There is shame and bitterness swimming in the depths.
Tbc
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