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Finding Draco Malfoy	By : caressedbythorns Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 10403 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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A/N okay so this chapter was promising to be quite long but under the advice of some wonderful people I have cut it in half seeing as I already had 16 pages worth of chapter and it was promising to keep going, so don’t worry the rest of the scene should be out by Sunday all wrapped up nice and tidy so the rest of the story line can continue. As a side note I want to thank everyone that has reviewed and apologize for not responding promptly, wedding planning has been a big priority the last few days as well as writing this bit of literary happiness. This is not betaed so bare with me until at least next week. I hope you will enjoy this opening battle in to our actual plot line, I would also like to take a moment to apologize Pansy is technically in chapter 13 but does not appear until Part 2.

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CBT

Chapter thirteen

Finding Draco Malfoy

The end in nigh…-ish

Part One

The Atrium was lit by an eerie green glow when Harry arrived with his team, Kingsley had been correct the wards had yet to be changed and they easily accepted Kingsley’s code and allowed the rest of their party through as well. Fred, George, Sirius, Remus, Bill, Charlie, Luna, Hermione, Albus, Liam, Severus, Ron, Tonks and Neville accompanied them in to the large echoing room.

The fountain in the middle still gushed though even in the low light Harry could see the water was stained red. Body parts floated grotesquely below the feet of the statues, filling the room with the metallic stench of blood and the heady aroma of decay. The Death Eaters had enjoyed themselves on this floor that much was obvious.

Harry glanced behind him to make sure everyone was though the floo before he made his way towards the entrance to the ministry. The scene before them was worse than it had seemed from the front hall. Pieces of men and women were scattered everywhere, a few unlucky souls were hung from the ceiling by large hooks jutting from the rounded metal beams.

As they continued past the fountain Harry felt a wet drop of liquid hit is cheek with some force, the brunette touched his face and grimaced, his fingers were smudged with blood, looking straight up he realized he was standing under the still twitching forum of a woman. Just as Harry was about to call out he heard a loud exclamation from Luna, her hair had been caught by a low hanging body of a mostly eviscerated woman. The blood covered Witch reached towards the party of rescuers in a silent plea for help. Harry motioned for Kingsley and Ron to get them down in the hopes that they could be healed.

The rest of the group continued across the expansive room, the large golden gates that loomed in front of them had been Transfigured, with grotesque spikes now jutting from each bar, disembodied heads adorned the top of each spike staring unseeing at the group.

The body of a man still sat behind the security desk as if waiting for visitors to check in. Harry recognized him as Eric Munch the man that was usually at the security desk. His hands were pierced to the desk and his head rested on his shoulder in such a way that any passersby couldn’t mistake the distinct lack of eyeballs from his sockets. Harry pushed ahead but shivered when he heard Hermione’s disgusted exclamation as she too passed the rotting guard.

The hall way that loomed before them seemed surreal after the carnage they had just passed through. The twelve elevators were in pristine condition, no blood or gore touched the walls and the only stains upon the floors were those that Harry and his comrades had made with their blood covered shoes.

Behind him Harry could hear Kingsley opening the floo connection to Grimwald and the muffled moaning of the injured women. Taking a deep breath Harry turned to his friends, the large group behind him, the room dwarfed even the largest man in the group giving Harry the feeling of being a child about to break the rules.

“These lifts will bring us to our respective locations.” He began, motioning to the black doors that stood out against the white of the room. “Charlie, you’re with Severus and Neville, Take the first lift to Level nine, the Department of Mysteries, and collect anything that will aid the Death Eaters or hinder us as well as any magical creatures kept down there. I don’t expect that there will be resistance but… be on guard.

Bill take Hermione and Tonks to level one, as it is closest to the heart of the earth we have decided that is where the binding rune will work the best as it will be more in tune with the natural magic’s of the earth. We need to bind the demon, even for a short time, otherwise we will never get the survivors out alive.

The rest of you are with me we are traveling with Charlie’s group as far as level nine, but our destination is level ten. We are going to attempt to disarm the Death Eaters, and capture them as well as save the ministry employees.”

As he was finishing his speech Ron and Kingsly came jogging up behind the group, the red head flashed Harry the go signal, the brunette nodded, the three floos they could open from Grimwald were active and waiting for wounded. It was time to step in to battle.

“This is not the end, this is not any ones defining moment, this is not the time to be heroes. We need all of you to end this war so stay close to one another, watch each other’s backs and most of all survive.” Harry stated looking to Ron and Hermione in turn, then he swiveled in place and pressed the button of the first lift.

Hermione Watched as Harry and Ron as well as the rest of the recue group boarded the closest lift, the bright light emanating from within was a stark contrast to the eerie green glow that she had become accustom. Her heart fell as the lift doors closed and her best friends were taken from her side, she stood unmoving for a moment wondering if that was the last she would ever see of her oldest friends. Bill’s hand on her shoulder brought her back to reality, his face was a grim mask of determination but his voice seemed small and scared as he tried to reassure her.

“We will see them again Hermione, all of them.”

She nodded in agreement, worrying that any attempt to verbally reply would end in a choked sob. The hand on her shoulder tightened then, leading her to the second lift, the doors already stood wide open, Tonks held the doors for the two of them as they stepped in to the brightly lit space, Hermione took one last look in to the softly glowing room, she couldn’t help but feel the dread she had been pushing down for the last half hour climb in to her throat.

The small hallway that lead to the Department of Mysteries, as well as the stairs to courtroom ten was dimly lit by the same greenish glow that had gleamed in the atrium. Harry had to think that it was a spell the Death Eaters had cast to intimidate anyone foolish enough to attempt a rescue.

Harry inwardly smirked, they obviously underestimated exactly how foolish he really was. This was most likely a death sentence for at least part of their company, the dark haired mad glanced around and wondered which of his friends would fall at the hands of the Death Eaters tonight. The speech he had given earlier had been carefully constructed by Hermione weeks earlier, it’s purpose was to hopefully stop death from foolish posturing. That thought made him snort aloud, Ron raised an eyebrow, they had reached the end of the hallway now and the three men making up the Department of Mysteries group had disappeared behind the heavy black door. In front of them was the entrance to level Ten, Ron placed a hand on Harry’s shoulder, giving the other man a knowing look and a grim smile, Harry nodded and reached forward to push open the large oak door.

Grimwald was abuzz with the orderly panic involved with saving the hemorrhaging women, Ron and Kingsley had sent four through altogether and each was in critical condition. Poppy, Draco, Blaise, Narcissa, and Molly buzzed over the moaning women casting every spell they could think of to stem the bleeding while Poppy shouted orders to Fluer and Ginny who were busy preparing the potions each woman would need, were they to survive the next few moments. They were the only ones left the behind to mind the injured as the rest of the order was either caught in the ministry or attempting to stop the siege.

The two Witches cared for the patients easily with the practiced calm of university training and ample field experience, while Draco and Blaise did their best, Narcissa had taught them everything she could since the rise of the Dark Lord but their movements lacked the precision and fluidity of the trained healers. While Poppy had obtained her experience working first at St. Mungos as well as Hogwarts and later with the Order of the Phoenix, Narcissa had trained directly after school while she was waiting to marry Lucius, and had ample experience healing her husband’s associates after close calls with Auror or Order member alike. The two’s approach was certainly different but it seemed to be getting the job done as both of their patients ( as well as Blaises) had stopped bleeding and seemed to be breathing easier.

Draco on the other hand was having the most difficult time stemming the bleeding from the woman he was working on, she had already passed out from blood loss and her extremities were taking on an alarming shade of blue, but her heart was beating so the blond persisted with his attempts to save her life. His hair fell in to his eyes briefly before he swiped it back staining his platinum locks with a harsh red blotch. Blue eyes flashed as he murmured healing spells and attempted to manually stem the bleeding with tourniquets; yet the virtual River of blood that poured from her wounds persisted bathing his white shirt and powder blue robes, crimson. The blond woman below him started to convulse then her eyes rolling in to her head, Draco started holding her down to stop any unnecessary injury to the dying woman, he called out to his mother.

Narcissa appeared at his side in a moment, her own patient was sleeping peacefully across the large room, assessing the situation she called for someone to biring her a blood replenishing potion and for Poppy to come assist her at once.

Draco was pushed to the side, his vision blurred slightly as he watched his mother snatch the potion from the youngest Weasley and magic it in to the woman stomach while Madam Pompfrey murmured in a language that was distinctly not English. Slowly the bleeding stopped and yet Draco still felt there was something off about the situation, he looked around the room trying to find the source of his discomfort. It wasn’t until his eyes landed on the magically displayed life signs that he knew what had happened. His mother covered the young woman with the white sheet at the end of the gurney and motioned for Blaise to take it from the room.

Draco stared at the empty floor where his patients gurney had been, she was dead. He felt water droplets fall down his cheeks but had no idea why it was raining in the attic.

“Maybe the roof leaks.” he muttered to himself.

The ride to Level one have been quick, and the level untouched by the gore of the atrium had made Hermione feel as though a bureaucrat could walk out of one of the various offices at any moment. Tonks had taken up post near the lifts as Bill and Hermione started chanting and drawing the rune respectively. Ten minutes later Hermione Grimaced as her knees once again protested the position she had to remain in to carve out the intricate rune. She was almost done and the large chalk drawing was covering most of the floor in the circular common room. Leaning on the east most wall, where she had drawn a protection circle, Bill continued to chant as the effects of the spell drained his magical reserves. Hermione stood then as she finished the rune of binding, for a moment it flashed a bright blue, she waited for the light to wane before she carefully made her way in to the protective circle along with Tonks.

They no longer needed to worry about intruders, once the three of them finished the last part of the ritual this level would be locked down. Hermione took the jeweled knife from a satchel that hung about her neck, Albus had given it to her weeks before when she had first come up with the idea for the binding rune. Now she flipped it so that the handle faced away from her hand sliced the palm of her left hand. Tonks held out a diamond potion vial filled half way with a purple liquid and then took the knife herself, cutting her own palm. Hermione let three drops of her blood sink in to the thick potion before handing it over to the clumsy Auror who had passed the knife on to the still chanting Bill.

“Remember” Hermione whispered urgently. “Three drops no more, no less.”

The older woman nodded and carefully dropped the required amount of blood in to mix with Hermione’s. Bill took the vial as well and dropped his blood in, stoppering the vial and handing it to the frizzy haired witch. Hermione nodded in thanks and shook the vial then three times mixing the ingredients, the potion within began to glow the same blue the ruins before it had and Hermione unstoppered the vial spilling the potion equally on to each on of the three smaller runes situated in front of the protective circle.

“Voldemorte.” Hermione, Tonks and Bill shouted all at once. The ruin Glowed then, brighter than any of them had imagined was possible, as the light rose so too did a noise, a whine that came from both nowhere and everywhere at once. The room began to quake leaving the three young people clinging to one another inside the protections of the blood magic. Then as if at once the sound stopped, the shaking dimmed and the room went dark. From this impenetrable darkness there came a loud, hallow, keening scream; they had trapped a demon.

End Part One
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