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Love me or Hate me	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1979 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter-11
Anger
"You are late, dad. It's half past four. Where were you?" Albus was glaring at Harry and it was completely justified. He was late, though he could not reveal the cause, not yet. He had hidden it for years from his children and he wondered how Albus would react when he realized where Harry went daily between 12 P.M. to 4 P.M. As far as the kids knew, Harry had some meeting daily at the same time and kids had stopped asking once they had started school.
"Yes. I was busy. Sorry." He replied softly.
"Come through. It's time you told everything to James."
Harry stared at Albus "You could just give the journal to him."
Albus glared at him "I could but I want you to tell him and then I want to see whether you are ashamed of yourself, whether you feel any remorse."
"I can't, Albus. You have to realize that I can't-." He pleaded and Albus stared at him blankly.
"You will have to face the wizengamot soon enough, dad. We are the least of your concerns right now." His son replied bluntly and Harry could just stare in shock.
"What do you mean?" Harry asked him.
"I mean that I am filing a case against you."
"Ca-case for what?" Harry knew the answer but he wished to listen it from his son's mouth.
"Let's see. Public humiliation, abuse and taking undue advantage of your bond with Mr. Malfoy, torturing, beating. Should I go on, dad?"
Harry flinched as if he was slapped and his face fell which satisfied Albus, who sneered at him "Come through, dad. You owe James an explanation. He is, after all your eldest son."
Harry just nodded. He had not expected this but his kids had grown up now. Albus was at least a little thoughtful. James didn't think at all. He was too sentimental; Merlin knew how his eldest son would react.
Ten minutes later, he had come through the fireplace and was sitting in the Room of requirement with his kids. Lily was staring at the ceiling, looking bored, Albus was glaring at him angrily and James was looking expectantly at him. He cleared his throat and Albus was the first one to end the awkward silence.
"So, dad, please start from the beginning. I want James to know everything before I take you to wizengamot."
"What the fuck, Albus? Wizengamot? Are you barmy?" James exclaimed and Albus stayed silent, glaring at Harry, while Harry looked at his hands.
He suddenly felt so old. Fourteen years had passed and he was nowhere near the solution and now this.
If-if Albus got me imprisoned, he would be shattered. Who will explain my absence to him and most importantly how. I am the only one he listens to and responds to. Not even his own father or son can handle his moods. Who will care for him with me gone?
These questions haunted Harry and he had no answers to them. Hermione would be of no use. She had tried her best and had still found no solution. She had left healing permanently and ran a small café now to earn money.
Hell, Harry had been trying to think of something or find something, anything but there was nothing, no previous cases, no Veela who had survived their mate's abuse, hatred, indifference or rejection.
"DAD!" Two voices yelled at him and he looked up, startled. Albus was glaring at him and James was glaring at Albus, while Lily was now staring at the fireplace with vacant eyes.
"James, I want to tell you something about my past..."
James had started listening with interested eyes. His face had always been an open book. As Harry proceeded with the tale, James's face went from interested to white to pale to disgusted and finally furious.
That was the reaction that surprised Harry the most. It was expected with Albus because Scorpius was his mate and Albus had never really hated the Malfoys but James had hated them or Harry thought he had. It seemed Harry had been wrong about his eldest son.
Silence ensued as he ended his tale at the night when he had been drunk and beaten Draco.
"What happened after that night? The journal ended after Mr. Malfoy lost consciousness.
Harry flinched and started again "Well, I was literally out of it due to the amount of alcohol I had consumed. When I woke up, Draco had gone and everything was strewn in my room. Hermione was sitting on my bed, looking at me and Ron was sitting with his head in his hands. I had never seen them so upset in my life. The first thing I felt was a slap on my face and looked up to find Ginny. I had promised her that I would treat Draco well. I will never forget the conversation I had with her and your god-parents that day...
"You promised. You bloody swore that you will treat him gently. You abused a Veela in his heat and that too when that particular Veela was already mentally unwell. How can you be such a bastard, Harry?" She shouted at me and I stared at her. My head was pounding because of the hangover and my heart was beating rapidly. I closed my eyes to ease the headache and when I did so, the images of what had happened the previous night assaulted my mind. I felt nothing except annoyance over the consequences this would have for me.
Today, I am disgusted at the man I used to be. I was not even guilty. I felt no remorse. I just felt angry that his father would drag me in the court and that would attract media, which I hated.
Ginny slapped me again and I glared at her.
"His mind has completely snapped. You have turned a healthy man into a drooling mad idiot. He has a year old child. His son is Albus's age and the child would have to grow fatherless."
"He would have his grandfather-"
"You know that it is not the same thing, Harry. That is not an excuse." It was Hermione who had said this in a soft voice.
"Did you check him Hermione? Do-do you think-. Is there any hope?" I asked her in a hopeful voice.
"I have left healing, Harry. You know that I-" Hermione replied and I saw Ginny pacing furiously in my room, trying to think of a solution, perhaps.
"But you have to try, Hermione. They will take in the court."
"I won't try when I can't even be unbiased." She replied, determination colouring her voice.
"I will not interfere in your matters. How many times should I tell you?" Ron snapped at her.
"Not that I care whether you do or not, Ronald, but just so you know, I will never live with you anymore to attract such interference on your part."
Ron stared at her, as did I, in complete shock.
"You are divorcing me. What about Rose?" Ron whispered.
"She will go to and fro between us and no I am not divorcing you and I will not live with you, not until Draco has healed and has got his sanity restored."
"Bu- but that is unheard of. Veela never recover from abuse. They give up their lives and never forgive their mates. They go into some sort of coma. No one can reach them once they are like that. I don't even understand why Malfoy hasn't already gone into the coma."
Hermione stared at the fire silently. Ginny had stopped pacing and was reading a book now. The cover said that it was on Veela and their mates.
"I love you Hermione."
"So did Malfoy. Malfoy loves Harry who abused him and you practically aided in that, manipulating my mind and hence my decisions and now you will pay for it. Malfoy does not deserve what he got. I have a feeling there is something we don't know. There have been certain things that have always disturbed me about your life Harry and now I think that they are connected to Malfoy."
I stared at her "What things?"
"Like the fact that you had died and came back from death. It is simply not possible. Like the fact that professor Dumbledore whose hand had completely turned black had got his hand healed miraculously. Like the fact that you could use Malfoy's wand effortlessly."
I still stared at her and this time Ginny asked "How can it be connected to Malfoy?"
Hermione continued speaking, as though she had not even heard Ginny, her eyes distant "I asked Professor Snape but it was like something was stopping him from telling me the truth and same happened with Professor Dumbledore. I read some ancient books and found out that Veela have strange powers. They can keep their mate bound to earth through a sacrificial ritual. They have to sacrifice their blood until their mate wakes up. I tried to contact Malfoy but he wouldn't tell me anything. The strangest thing is that he had vanished the moment you had left for the forbidden forest and so had professor Dumbledore and Professor Snape, now that I think back to it... another strange thing is that Malfoy had been kept under a healer's constant presence for about seventy hours after the war had ended. I had always wondered why his wand worked for you. I always wondered why he lied when he had clearly recognised you at the manor. Do you remember, Harry?"
I nodded, dumbstruck. My face was slowly turning white.
"Bellatrix was casting cruciatus after cruciatus on me and I had no way of defending myself. Malfoy had come to my aid at that time. He had cast a quiet protego on me and it kept the curse at bay. I had acted as if it was still hurting me so that she would not become suspicious. I had forgotten that incident but these thoughts have been haunting me since Professor Snape came to the Weasley's place that day. I am having a hard time digesting that we practically destroyed a person who, not only saved us, but helped us win the war too. And another thing Ronald." She looked directly into Ron's eyes, who was staring at her in shock, "He was the one who had saved Fred that day. Fred would have died if Draco had not run to pull him out of the way. You owe your brother's life to him. He had made Fred promise not to tell anyone but I forced him to spill the truth."
She stood up abruptly and started moving towards the door. Her soft and regretful voice reached their ears "I know that both of you feel no remorse yet. But you will, with time, understand what I am going through and when it will hit you, you will stumble and fall, with no-one to keep you standing. That time you would realize what Malfoy meant to you Harry. I am renting a flat at Leaky. Good bye."
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