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Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe Jk rowling and Warrner brothers has that right. I just play with the boys :) oh I also make no money from this

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Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters, places, creatures etc. that is the sole property of JK Rowling, Scholastic, and Warner Bros. We make no money for this writing, this is purely a work of fiction and any resemblances to real people are coincidental and not the intent of the authors.

Synopsis: Ten years after the Great War the wizarding world seems to be in a state of utopia, but things aren’t always what they seem.

Warnings: First of all this will contain slash for those of you who are not a fan you will be disappointed, for those of you who want it to happen now, or even in the next few chapters you also will be disappointed. This is the first book of a trilogy that Smaddox and I have mapped out already. This is not a lovey feel good story, there will be death, there will be gore, there will be fowl language and most likely at least one explicit M/M sex scene. This story is not an AU in the truest sense of the word it will be DH complaint although we disregard the epilog. Please do not tell us we have our facts wrong all of the changes we have made will be explained by the end of the book. We promise.

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Book one of the

Verum Increbresco

Trilogy

Chapter eleven

Expiscor Oraculum

Harry’s mind was restless. He was resting in his rooms after a rather confusing conversation with his godson. Teddy was under the impression that an ancient prophesy concerned him. Madam Barns had made the connection, now Teddy was convinced that he was supposed to lead some great rebellion.

His godson had made him promise to go with him to see the elderly seer the next day so he could see the prophesy for himself.

Harry wanted to brush it aside as so much conjecture, but in light of Draco’s words and what they could mean he had to take a hard look at the prophesy in the cold light of day.

He closed his eyes in fatigue wondering why his life could never be normal. He had thought after the Voldemort fiasco he would be able to settle down and have a truly peaceful existence.

The world seemed to fade as he relaxed into his bed trying to fight the allure of sleep even as he sank deep into the waiting arms of unconsciousness.

For the first time in days, Harry stood staring at Draco. The blond looked haggard and thinner than he remembered but seeing him at all was a godsend.

“I was starting to think you had abandoned me.” He quipped looking around at their surroundings. They were inside a cavernous bedroom that to his knowledge he had never seen. “So this must be your bedroom then, because I cannot for the life of me place it.”

“You’re finally catching on, yeah this is my room in the Manor. As for leaving you, do you really think I would do that after all the effort I put into contacting you? You are, as sad as this is to say, my best hope for getting out of wherever they are keeping us.”

“You keep using the term us, so there are other people trapped with you then?” He asked walking to sit in one of the arm chairs near the largest fireplace he had ever seen in a bedroom.

“Dozens I should think; a few Weasley’s, the Lovegood woman and her children, Pansy of course. Then there are the unnamed masses…” Draco paused looking up at Harry. “And you have no idea who any of those people are. I keep forgetting. It’s strange to me that you can’t remember our friends.”

Harry stared at the blond man wishing he could remember the people he was listing. “How many Weasley’s are there? How are they related to Molly and Arthur?” He asked finally after getting a rather strange look from Draco.

“Four I think. Two brother’s with one of their wives and children. And they are their children Harry, Ron’s older brothers.”

Harry started at the unexpected news. “It’s strange to think Ron has brothers I don’t remember.” He commented touching his forehead as if to call the memories forward.

“You’ll get used to it, the only reason I know who they are is because they told me, Pansy was the only one that was taken at the same time as I was so I don’t really remember them either… Some of the people here would like news about the outside world. Some have been here for years; they would like to know about their loved ones.”

“I don’t know Draco don’t you think if I just suddenly start looking up the relatives of people that have been taken the people doing this might notice. I think it would be better if I just focus on finding the lot of you, which is going to be hard enough seeing as you have no idea where you are or who took you. Look I know it must be hard for them to have to wait even longer than they have already but there isn’t a safe way for me to get them the information they want.” Harry finished looking to the pale blond man for some sign of understanding.

Draco stared at him for a moment before nodding his consent and allowing himself to fall onto a nearby chaise.

“Being separated from you is killing me.” He whispered running his hands over his face.

Harry blinked and wondered how he could respond to that. “Er… well sorry. I umm well I wish I could remember “us”.” He finished looking in to the roaring fire.

“We only ever came here once you know, to my room I mean. I was pretty sure you were going to leave me and well… I was never good at being vulnerable.” Draco’s voice sounded wistful.

“Well what changed your mind?” Harry found himself asking, not really knowing if he wanted an answer.

Draco caught his eyes, the blonds grey orbs were filled with guilty pleasure. “The night you asked me to marry you, Harry, was the first and last time we were in this room in the real world.”

Harry gasped a small breath of air, his eyes widened in awe. “I… asked you to… marry me?” he asked slowly, his brain not taking the truth of the words well.

“Yes you did… I suppose this all must be strange for you…” Draco averted his eyes.

Suddenly the room pitched and Harry was flung back into the world of the living.

Teddy was sitting on his chest when he woke.

“This is becoming a habit.” He commented rolling over and sending his Godson to the floor in a heap.

“You over slept.” He replied shrugging and throwing Harry’s dressing robe at him. “Come on get dressed Madam Barns is expecting us.”

Harry shook his head standing and walking to his bathroom. “She lives across the house Teddy, it’s not like we are traveling cross country, I’m sure we can make it there on time.” He called over his shoulder as he checked his watch; it was half past nine in the morning. “When is she expecting us?” He asked turning the water on and checking the temperature.

“At half past eleven.” Teddy called in; Harry could hear his Godson rummaging through his drawers.

“Grab my blue jumper for me Teddy.” He requested stepping in to the shower.

“Can do!” Teddy’s voice was muffled by the water pounding on Harry’s head. He had seen Draco again, I asked him to marry me. The thought came suddenly and his eyes widened in surprise. I asked him to marry me and he said… well I expect he said yes since he is still calling me his lover. Harry sighed relaxing back against the stone wall of the shower, idly running his wash cloth over his chest and neck.

Teddy was singing in the next room, it was one of those asinine songs George had created after the war about how great Harry was. The brunet sighed in frustration, rinsed himself off and flung the wash cloth into the laundry chute. Wrapping a clean towel about his waist he looked into the large mirror above his sink. He looked tired, his skin was pale and dark circles ringed his eyes. Harry touched his face feeling the harsh lines of his cheek bones and the jut of his jaw. The last few weeks had been hell and something told him the next few weren’t going to do anything but get worse.

“Harry did you drown?” Teddy teased his voice coming from right outside the door.

“I’ll be out in a minute Teddy, I’m just brushing my teeth.” He responded picking up his tooth brush and cleaning his mouth thoroughly.

Once he was done Harry walked out into his bedroom proper, his cloths were laid out on his bed for him, pants, a pair of muggle genes and his blue jumper. He smiled ruefully as he noticed breakfast sitting on his bedside along with a note form his godson.

Harry,

I’m going to find Mum and tell her what we are doing today! Don’t worry I won’t say anything about the prophesy, I know how worried Mum gets. Eat and get dressed before I get back and then we can go for a walk in the gardens before we go see Madam Barns.

Teddy

Harry laughed at the sheer audacity of his ward before slipping into his cloths and eating the breakfast Kreacher had obviously made.

Teddy’s exuberant form burst through the door mere moments after Harry took the last bite of toast. He was obviously excited, his eyes shone with unsuppressed enthusiasm as he bounced on his toes.

“Can I help you?” Harry asked sitting on his bed.

“Don’t play around Harry! Come on we need to go!” Teddy cried running forward and pulling Harry’s hand until he gave in and followed the enthusiastic youth out of his room and down the hall towards the front staircase.

“I thought we were going to the gardens.” Harry commented watching his godson hum happily.

“We don’t have time! It takes ten minutes just to get across the house to her rooms and she ‘does not appreciate lateness’.” He finished with a rather passable mime of his teachers voice.

“I see that you have already found this out first hand.” Harry commented watching the boys cheeks pinken.

“Yeah well it was only like two minutes.” He mumbled pulling Harry faster through the corridors.

They reached the bright study that Andromeda had assigned for Teddy’s studies at twenty past eleven. It was paneled from floor to mid wall with a dark wood, while the rest of the walls were painted a pleasant light blue color. Books and scrolls sat neatly on shelves along one wall and a large table surrounded by comfortable looking armchairs took up the middle of the room. To one side by the large bay window was a small table with three chairs around it, upon its surface sat a pensive larger than any Harry had ever seen.

“Well you’re not late.” The refined voice of Madam Barns commented as she stepped in to the room behind them and closed the large doors, locking them behind her. “That is a good thing. Now come Mr. Potter, Mr. Tonks, let us sit so I can reveal the truth to you both.” She sighed and swept across the room, her traditional gown sweeping the floor as she moved.

Harry followed her, Teddy at his side and sat at the small table to her right. She pushed her long billowy lace trimmed sleeves from her wrists and secured them with a bit of ribbon at her elbow. Her sapphire gown shone in the sunlight, for a moment Harry could imagine her as she once must have been, young and beautiful. She pulled her long silver hair in to a bun at her nape tying it with matching ribbon, and then put out her hands to both Harry and Teddy.

“What I am about to show you both is disturbing, it was seen nearly five hundred years ago in London by a young woman named Matilda Grace she became a very powerful well known seer, this was her first vision. It is considered one of the most horrific of its time, as in that day they took the memory of the vision from the seer rather than a memory of her reciting it. Please prepare yourself.” She finished looking from Harry to her student her eyes sharp looking for any hesitance.

“I’m ready.” Teddy told her his voice sure and strong.

“Me too.” Harry replied wondering why he was no longer in doubt about the prophesy being about him. It must be my hero complex, he thought taking the seers’ hand in his own and then grabbing Teddy’s as well on impulse.

They leaned forward and then the world was spinning.

The three of them landed in the middle of modern day Diagon Ally, suddenly they were pulled to a shadowy section where a man swathed in a cape whispered to another and pointed at something.

“For when the night breaks on a new day there will be a peace so complete that the masses will throng with jubilation. They will not see suffering, will not know fear, yet it will still live on the edge of society.” A voice rang out but no one seemed to hear it but Harry, Teddy and Madam Barns.

The scene changed another figure sat hunched over books researching with two other people, one man and one woman. Harry recognized Draco. “This will last until the one voice cries out in the kingdom, a cry for justice for the oppressed, a cry for reparations for the infirm. Yet no man will heed his call so great will be the imagined peace that the suffering of the outside world will break away in the wake of it.” The voice cried out again pain lacing the words.

“Harry is that you?” Teddy whispered pointing to one of the figures as the scene changed once again.

They stood in what looked to be part of the ministry there had obviously been a battle fought there, singe marks and small fires littered the room, and before them was a gateway in to a perfect world inside the ministry houses, ponds, and little shops could be seen in the distance. Standing before them were people, faceless people, thousands of them; as one they rushed from the barrier. Some of the apparitions ran right through them to freedom. “But a day will come when the one voice will become two, then three, then a multitude and the roar of their cries will break the peace, the utopia, shattering the world into chaos. For where there is one hurt, one sorrow or one insurmountable obstacle there cannot be true serenity.” The voice rang out once more before they were thrown back out of the pensive and Harry found himself sitting once more at the table in the picturesque study.

“What the hell…” He whispered looking to the seer in confusion.
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