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Across the Worlds	By : shatteredstar21 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 12936 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter 10

            Draco was wandering through the bookshelves in the library looking for something to distract him. He still found it hard to believe the scene he had witnessed this morning. What his mother had said had hurt him, yes, but the idea that she had tried to kill his new cousin really hit him hard. He had wanted siblings for a long time, but even at only seven years old had resigned himself to being an only child. He would be the first to admit that he hadn’t reacted well to his cousins coming to stay with them, but he had quickly gotten over that. He had only met them that morning and already he knew that his cousins were special, or at least Eiri was special. Perry was just nice, and funny.

Perry had fallen asleep about an hour ago; Eiri and his father hadn’t returned from the ministry and they had left over six hours ago. He was a little worried. He had asked Perry why they had gone to the ministry when the Aurors had already come to their home about his mother. Perry had looked at him carefully and then sighed; he gave Draco an edited version of what happened to Eiri; what’s worse is that Draco knew it was edited, but he understood why it was when he heard the gist of the story.

Draco had read his father’s journals; not that the man knew, or ever would if Draco had his way. However it allowed him to understand how hard Eiri must have it right now. If his father had as much trouble being the one to do those types of things to people, then imagine how much harder it must be to be the one it was happening to. Draco finally found a book he was interested in, after hearing about all of the scars that Eiri hid under his clothing; Draco had made the decision that he would become a healer. The book he was looking at currently was discussing pathways through the body that the author called ‘chakra’ that when Draco read the description of sounded a lot like magic… he decided that he was going to share this book with Eiri, maybe he would be interested too and they could spend some time together learning about this system.

            Draco was still on the third page trying to memorize the paths that went through the body an hour later when his father stepped through the flames of the floo holding the limp body of his new cousin. Draco was so focused on his cousin though that he didn’t notice the second man coming through the flames. “Father?” Draco called out. Lucius turned to his son and with a tilt of his head ushered him over. Lucius sighed and set Eiri on the couch for the second time that day. In his head he was practically shaking at how good Eiri actually was. He had had them all eating out of his hands. And the memory work that he had done on Pettigrew was amazing; even knowing that he had manipulated memories that were already there it was something that he didn’t think he could ever accomplish.

Lucius turned his attention back to his worried son. “Father, what happened to Eiri?” Lucius hesitated; he wasn’t sure how much Draco had been told by Perry, so he didn’t know quite what to say. Draco saw the hesitation. “Perry told me about some of what happened to them in France, he said he wanted me to understand why they came here, and that he hoped that I wouldn’t hate Eiri because of something that was not his fault. So please, dad, what happened to Eiri?” Draco reiterated. Lucius looked his son in the eye and gave him a general answer with none of the overly graphic details from Wormtail. Draco looked at his cousin and nodded. “Dad, I think I should go get Perry, if Eiri wakes up before I get back would you tell him I would like to go over this with him when he’s ready?” Draco asked shoving the book at his father. Lucius watched him leave with a stunned expression that transformed into warm pride; just looking at him you could tell he was practically bursting with it.

Sirius had watched this whole scene; where if you had asked him the day before what he thought of Lucius Malfoy he would have told you that he was a cold, evil man, who deserved everything that was dealt to him. He just couldn’t help that he felt now that he was wrong then; as he watched Lucius deal with the young ones in his care, he saw a new side to the man; it allowed him a level of comfort that he had previously lacked. Taking a deep breath, which brought Lucius’ attention to him he stepped forward and slightly raised an eyebrow. Lucius smiled a little tentatively at Sirius and gave him a detailed ‘account’ of the events of that morning. Sirius gave a quiet whistle and looked sadly at the boy laid out on the couch. “He’s got about the worst look out there, doesn’t he?”

Lucius smiled tiredly. “I prefer to think he got all the bad luck out at once; so he’s bound to have it better now that he’s with us.”

Sirius gave him a warm smile. “I think I like yours better.” Lucius suddenly seemed to remember something. “Forgive my manners, I allowed myself to get distracted.” With a snap of his fingers a house-elf appeared in front of him. “How can Dobby be helping you masters?” was the squeaked question. Lucius told him to prepare a room it the family hall for Sirius black and to see to a few changes of appropriate garb for the lord of the house of black. Taking a moment to look Sirius over he turned back to the elf. “And draw him up a bath, he will no doubt need one, Master Sirius is free to stay here as long as he wants, and every time he stays here you will be assigned his care. Please inform Turky that we will want dinner to be something simple and that it needs to be served here.” Dobby looked excited and popped out for a minute; coming back he eagerly led a slightly amused Sirius out of the library and to his new quarters.

            Perry was surprised at what had happened once he fell asleep; he had seen everything that had happened in the minister’s office. He hadn’t seen out of Eiri’s eyes exactly, more like he had seen over Eiri’s shoulder. He had seen the others’ responses to Eiri’s acting, and had felt the emotions that Eiri had felt, he had seen memories that he had forced himself to flash to so that he could act out the expected response. He had been amazed and horrified at what Eiri had managed to accomplish in that overdone office. Without actually doing anything big and flashy or saying anything meaningful Eiri had set up a foundation upon which he could build later when he started to create his alliances.

However, he had caused himself some emotional trauma. He lay there on the bed and tried to figure out how he had managed to see such things. He felt a light tug on the edge of his mind and paid it a little more attention, and felt a wave of reassurance, trying to see in his head more clearly, he was interrupted by Draco knocking on the door. Opening it he admitted the young Malfoy into his room. Draco looked up at him and suddenly hugged him.

“Eiri’s downstairs, he’s sleeping, dad said that he confronted the man who killed your parents and hurt him. We should probably go down; oh, and we have a guest. His name is Sirius Black; he’s my cousin too, from my mom’s side. Dad says that Eiri likes him. I don’t think that dad trusts him yet though.” Perry listened to this influx of information and absorbed it rapidly.

Hugging Draco swiftly, he turned him towards the door. “Come on, let’s go see to Eiri.” Draco smiled up at him and followed him out.

Sirius, as much as he would have liked to linger in the shower, kept it short. He wanted to be there for the kid, Eiri when he woke up. Sirius sighed as he remembered another boy that he needed to find. He knew that Albus would be able to tell him where Harry was, he smiled as he thought of seeing his little godson again. He couldn’t wait to see Harry, he remembered when he was just a baby… that boy could melt rooms of people with his smile. He wanted to see that smile again, but he decided that he would wait to see Harry until he could offer him a place to stay. He started to make plans in his head, he would fix up Grimmauld place and then he would offer a place to Harry; he knew that it was possibly, even likely at this point, that he would be turned down, Dumbledore would have put him in with a good family after all, but he wanted to be able to offer it. After all, there was always the chance that it would be accepted. Sirius was still smiling when he left his rooms a few minutes later. Dinner that night was soothing, everyone in the house sat around the fireplace in the library getting to know each other, and they wound up going to bed early, deciding that the day had been long and hard enough. Strangely enough, not one person in the house had nightmares that night, save for Eiri, who had a strong ability to hide them from others. He dreamt of the conversation between Snape and Dumbledore.

COV

Albus was looking pale as he looked at the three men in his office. “so Black was innocent?!” snarled Severus. The expression of rage and shock did not blend well to his features. Kingsley looked at him with disinterest. Moody was watching Severus and Albus equally.

Albus took a deep breath and decided that it was now or never. “I’m afraid that I have some rather disturbing news to add to this meeting… it seems that young mister potter and his guardians are missing at this time.” Kingsley shot a look at Albus; there was something that bothered him about the timing of this little announcement. Snape stopped ranting over the release of his school time nemesis and looked disbelievingly at Albus. “Precisely what do you mean missing, Albus, an entire family doesn’t just go missing.” Albus looked at him reproachfully, but before he could reply Moody cut in

“Families have been know to go missing, Snape, just ask your little death eater friends.” As Albus watched the two men bicker, he felt a strange sense of relief that their attention wasn’t on him, so he missed Kingsley’s watchful gaze upon him; there was something that was wrong with this. He would have to find out what it was. Two hours later Dumbledore finally kicked them out of his office, telling the Aurors to start an investigation through the ministry and for Snape to check amongst the death eaters.

COV

Snape was deathly glad that it was Friday; he could go to Lucius’ and discuss the issues he had. He doubted that Lucius had had anything to do with the disappearance of the Dursleys, but he had to check all the same. He knew that something was wrong with the way that Albus had announced Potter’s disappearance; he just didn’t know what it was. He stopped to think for a moment… then he dropped his head in shame that he hadn’t realized it before. Albus had stated that Potter was missing only after he heard that Sirius was released. That left several options; the boy was in bad shape and had to be given time to heal before the boys godfather could be allowed access, he had the boy hidden away for training; here he stopped to snort ‘as if that boy could ever stand against my lord’ but if that was the case, why did he move the whole family? The only other options he could see would be if the family suddenly transferred overseas or if indeed as Dumbledore and Moody hinted, death eaters took them. Severus sighed; he couldn’t wait until his last class ended so that he could discuss this with Lucius.
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