Of Fangs and Fur | By : RayneDrop705 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4927 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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don’t own Harry Potter.
Chapter 12
Harry and Draco
glanced at each other nervously before sitting down in the two available seats
in front of Dumbledore’s desk. Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry and started
to cry.
“Gentlemen, you
have been accused of a very serious crime. Mr. Weasley was found early
this morning. He was badly beaten and barely conscious. He was able
to tell us that he was out for a walk after dinner when the two of you cornered
him and then attacked him. Mr. Weasley was clutching a piece torn from a
robe in his hand. The robe it was torn from was found in the room the two
of you share. Madame Pomfrey, would you please tell us the extent of Mr.
Weasley’s injuries?” Professor Dumbledore said, his voice grave.
“Of course,
Sir. Mr. Weasley had a broken nose, broken arm, broken leg, several
fractures, and two broken ribs, as well several minor cuts and bruises.
He has suffered a minor concussion. Mr. Weasley will spend the next few
days re-growing broken and fractured bones. He was barely conscious when
I saw him and he could hardly breathe with the broken and fractured ribs,” she
said, glaring at Harry and Draco.
“Thank you,
Madame Pomfrey,” Professor Dumbledore said, turning to look at Harry and Draco,
“As you can see, this is very serious. Mr. Weasley’s accusation must be
taken seriously as well. He claims that it was the two of you that did
this to him. As he is the only witness, his word is all we have.
What do you boys have to say for yourselves?”
“Sir, we never
even saw Ron last night,” Harry said, pleading with the Headmaster.
“Harry, after
everything Ron’s been through with you, after we welcomed you into our family,
how could you do this? I know Ron hasn’t been treating you well, but
Harry, how could you do something so vicious to him and then lie about
it?” Molly sobbed, looking at Harry with sad, watery eyes.
“I’m not…” Harry
started, looking surprised that no one believed him.
“Excuse me,”
Draco interjected, placing his left hand on Harry’s arm to keep him from
jumping out of his seat, “So we are to be guilty regardless of what we
say? Is that it? We all know there are ways to find out,” Draco stated
calmly, looking in the eyes of the Headmaster as he spoke.
“Potter will be
easiest, Albus,” Severus spoke, watching as Harry realized what they were
talking about.
“What? No!
I’m not letting you in my head! I don’t…” Harry said, worried about his
Head of House seeing their activities from this morning.
“Harry, it’s
alright,” Draco said.
“But,”
“No. It’s
okay. I know what you’re worried about. It’s alright. This is
the only way to prove our innocence. Just relax. It’ll be alright,”
Draco said, keeping his hand firmly on Harry’s arm.
“Potter,”
Severus said.
Harry looked up
at his Head of House and instantly felt the tendrils of magic from the
Legilimens spell reaching for him. He focused on the pressure of Draco’s
hand on his arm and allowed himself to relax. Harry tried to tense when
he felt the magic reaching for last night’s memories. He relived the
awkwardness of last night and the pleasure of this morning as Severus watched
the memory. When the memory reached the point where he met them in the
hall, Severus pulled back. He looked at Draco and saw the Slytherin
smirking at him faintly, amusement and mischief dancing in his eyes.
Severus scowled. He turned away from the boys as he tried to forget the
activities he had seen in Harry’s memories.
“They appear to
be telling the truth, Albus. Potter’s memories show them otherwise
occupied and Mr. Weasley is not in them at all,” Severus said, returning to his
preferred corner of the room.
“Well, we will
have to follow procedure until Mr. Weasley is recovered enough for an
interview. This means that you two are now on suspension. You will
be given a set of rooms near Professor Snape’s quarters and you will not be
allowed to go anywhere in the castle except the Hospital Wing if you are sick
or injured, or Professor Snape’s office. You will have meals in your rooms
and a shared bathroom. Dobby the house elf will take care of your needs
until we know how to precede,” Professor Dumbledore said, “Severus and Remus,
if you would, please escort the boys to their rooms. Ah, I’ll need you
two to leave your wands here.”
Harry and Draco
reluctantly placed their wands on the desk and followed Professors Snape and
Lupin out of the office and down into the dungeons.
Severus led the
small group to a portrait of a forest clearing. As he approached it, a
long silver snake slithered out of the trees.
“Open,” Severus
said.
The snake nodded
and the portrait opened into a small common room. Harry, Draco, and
Professor Lupin followed Severus into the room. Once the door swung shut,
Severus rounded on his students.
“Well, how did
you do it? Why? I don’t believe those memories of yours, Potter,
but I’m hoping that the two of you can give me something to work with to keep
the two of you from being expelled,” Severus said, staring at his two surprised
students.
“Professor, I
swear, we had nothing to do with this. Ask Hermione, Pansy, and
Blaise. They locked us in the Room of Requirement last night and didn’t
let us out until this morning,” Harry said, desperate to make the Professors
believe him. Harry looked at Professor Lupin and saw concern, sadness,
and disappointment reflected in the werewolf’s amber eyes. He felt anger
rising from the pit of his stomach.
“Why won’t you
believe us? He’s been harassing me, so now, no matter what I do or say,
I’m guilty of beating him? What the fuck?” Harry snarled, glaring
at the Professors before walking across the room to look out the window.
He crossed his arms over his chest and fought to calm the raging storm he felt
brewing inside of himself. He looked out the window and saw a small
courtyard and briefly wondered if they’d be allowed to go out there.
“Harry, it’s not
that we don’t believe you. Ron said it was you two that cornered and
attacked him. Right now, his word has to be taken as the truth,” Remus
said, “It’s you against him. Since he’s the victim, his words are taken
seriously.”
“And since we’re
Slytherins and he’s a Gryffindor, we must be the ones lying,” Draco said,
sneering at Remus, “Severus, you know Harry couldn’t have faked memories.
Why don’t you believe what you saw?”
“Draco, Potter’s
memories of last night and this morning are impossible, “Professor Snape said,
watching as Draco crossed the room to stand behind Harry.
“Are they
really? Why is it so impossible to believe?” Draco said as Harry turned
around to face him. Draco slid his arms around Harry’s waist and let
Harry rest his head on his shoulder. Harry brought his arms up and
wrapped them around Draco’s neck.
“Draco, they’re
never going to believe us. What are we going to do?” Harry whispered,
clutching at Draco’s shoulders.
“Harry,” Draco
replied, tightening his hold on the dark-haired boy, “We’ll get through this
together.”
Draco turned his
head to look at the Professors watching them.
“What do we have
to do to prove our innocence?”
“We need to know
exactly what happened and where you two were at last night and this morning,”
Professor Snape said, watching his two students with expressionless eyes that
masked his surprise at their interactions, “We will have to interview your
friends and Mr. Weasley. We will have to keep you separated from everyone
for now. The courtyard you see from that window is only accessible from
this suite and my own quarters. You will be allowed to use it when you
wish and you may fly around in it if you wish. It is warded so you can
not leave it through any means but the entrances,” Professor Snape continued,
watching the two students as they listened to him, “You will remain in your
rooms or your courtyard at all times. If you are sick or injured, I will
escort you to the Hospital Wing. You will not be able to send or receive
letters. You will take all your meals in here. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,”
Harry said, stepping away from Draco and turning back to the window.
Draco nodded at
Professor Snape and walked over to the couch. He sat down and watched
Harry while the two Professors took their leave.
“You alright,
Harry?” Draco asked.
“No.
What’s going on, Draco? Who did this? Who could have set this up?”
“I don’t
know. Weasley might have set it up himself or maybe someone from
Slytherin. It could have been Hufflepuffs for all we know. And
since we’re locked up in here, we’ll have to trust the Professors to find out.”
“How can you
just sit there and leave this up to them? This is our future at
risk! Our reputations! Draco, someone has framed us for this.
We could be expelled and arrested! You know the ministry won’t care what
we have to say.”
“Harry, calm
down. You know Professor Snape and Professor Lupin won’t let us be expelled
or arrested for something we didn’t do.”
“Draco, even
they don’t believe us! Professor Lupin is the one I thought I could count
on, but even he thinks we’re guilty. I just, I can’t think about this
anymore. I need to lie down,” Harry said, walking over to Draco. He
leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Draco’s lips before turning around and
going to the door that led to their bedroom. He walked in and collapsed
on the bed, falling asleep almost immediately.
Draco sat in the
common room for a few moments before going into the bedroom and curling up next
to Harry on the bed. With a silent prayer, to whatever deity would
listen, that things would turn out alright, he joined Harry in slumber.
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