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Reperio verum	By : caressedbythorns Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 8460 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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 foul 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.

Reperio Verum

Book one of the

Verum Increbresco

Trilogy

Chapter fifteen

Terminus Est Exordium

Harry stood in front of the prison, the large iron doors loomed before him. Fuck am I really doing this? He wondered pressing his palm against the cool iron.

“I’m at the main doors Mione.” He whispered.

“Good luck Harry, and keep in contact.” Hermione’s voice was colored by fear.

“Yeah is there a way to keep the line open?” He asked.

“Oh umm yes there is a smaller button on the side of the ear piece and it will allow it to work as a direct line between the two of us.” Hermione replied.

Harry reached up and felt around for a moment before finding what he supposed she was talking about it. He pushed it in and let his hand fall to his side. “Can you hear me?”

“Yeah good job Harry it’s coming through loud and clear.”

Harry nodded and hmmed softly. “Okay Hermione I’m going in now.” He pressed on the doors but nothing happened. Casting a quick revealo he found there was a locking charm on the door coupled with a shield.

“There is a locking charm and a shield charm on the main door Herm.” Harry told her casting a few spells at the door.

“Okay well just keep trying the obvious spells to take them down if none of the ones from the war work I can go look some others up.” She replied softly.

Harry made a noise of assertion, after a few spells the door clicked and swung open, the shield was still there but it didn’t seem to be hindering Harry.

“The door swung open and the shield seems to be keyed to allow me through.” He told her stepping in to the dark confines.

Be careful Harry.” Hermione whispered fervently. “Be careful.”

Harry tried to see into the darkness that loomed before him. It looked like he was in a front hall that had multiple doors leading off of it. To one side was what seemed to be a reception desk that was obviously empty. Looking up he could see barred windows that looked in to the reception area that faded in to a deep darkness.

“There is no one here Mione.” He whispered casting a lumos.

“Are you sure?” She whispered back.

“Yeah, there are no lights on and the reception desk is just empty.” He told her as he walked slowly over to the desk and started opening drawers. “There aren’t even quills and parchment in the desk. Everything is covered in a layer of dust… I don’t think there has been anyone here in a long time.” He continued feeling as though the floor had dropped out from under him.

“But… but Harry if there hasn’t been anyone there then does that mean the prisoners are dead?” She asked quietly.

“I don’t know Mione, there are a few doors leading off the main room I’ll take a look down one of them and search for any surviving inmates. But Hermione if anyone is alive in here… well it won’t be pretty. I can’t imagine anyone not going insane in this place.” He told her walking along the wall behind the receptionist desk and allowing his fingers to touch it lightly. He came to the first door but decided to keep walking. “How do I choose a door?” He asked her as he came to the second one feeling the cool metal suck the warmth of his fingers away.

“Just pick Harry, does it really matter?”

He sighed and reached towards the handle of the second door. “I suppose not.” He replied tugging gently, the door slid open with a great squeal, he cringed. “Well if there is anyone here they know where I am now.” He commented making his way in to the pitch back corridor.

His lumos barely made a dent into the darkness of the hall so he ran his left hand across the wall to keep his bearings. “I didn’t know it could be this dark.” He whispered softly. His breath came out as a stream cloud; suddenly he noticed how cold it was getting as he traversed farther in to the prison. “It’s really cold in here Mione, colder than it should be.”

“Be careful Harry.” Hermione’s voice sounded worried and far away,

“That’s asking a lot Hermione.” He replied, Bloody hell I am going to die in here. He though suddenly. The strange thought broke him from his trance like state. “I think there are dementors here Hermione, I feel morose.” He explained stilling his forward progression.

“Harry you’re in Azkaban I would hope you felt depressed otherwise I would be worried about you.”

Harry felt so helpless; Maybe she’s right I mean why would Teddy tell me to go here if I was going to be attacked. “Yeah okay Mione.” Harry agreed, he began to walk slowly forward once more. Did that shadow just move? Harry shook his head and continued on.

“Harry have you found any one?” Hermione inquired softly.

“No Mione I haven’t don’t you think I would have said something if I had?” he asked scathingly.

“Sorry,”

“It’s fine.” He sighed. “I’m sorry, ‘m just on edge. I keep thinking the shadows are moving. This place is freaky.” He told her looking around the hall again as the shadows seemed to shift.

Finally he came to a large circular room there was light coming in dimly from above him and he could make out the cells that rose in a circular pattern for hundreds of feet above him.

“I found a cell block I think.” Harry stared at the mass of cells, how am I ever going to find anyone in here? He wondered turning in place. He walked slowly to the nearest cell and peaked in using his wand to send light in to the cell.

“Do you hear anyone?” Hermione asked startling him.

“Uh.” He stopped walking and closed his eyes trying to hear anything. “No, I don’t hear anything. But if each of those doors leads to one of these rooms I think it would be amazing if I did.” Harry told her after a moment of silence.

“I suppose that make sense.” Hermione murmured.

Harry stared over towards the opposite side of the room; it was much darker than where he stood. “Mione the other side of the room is pitch black.” He whispered backing up against the wall.

“Okay so?” She asked sounding exasperated.

“The shadows weren’t there last time I looked.” His voice came out small and scared. Oh fuck this is really happening isn’t it?

“Harry?”

“Hermione I am fairly sure it’s a mass of dementors.” He felt his mind begin to shift his mother’s scream echoed in his mind.

“Harry use your patronous!” Hermione urged him. He nodded to himself, put out his lumos and tried to summon his stag. Over and over he cast as the massive shadow inched closer to him.

“I, bloody hell I can’t make I work Mione, there are too many of them.” He told her as his head began to split with pain. “Arg! I don’t know what’s happening my head fuck my head.” He bit out trying to stay in contact with Hermione.

His ears rushed with a static sound and he fell to his knees as slowly memories began to trickle through his mind flashes of blood a scream he couldn’t quite place.

The shadows were so near and Harry knew he should stop them, he couldn’t remember why but he needed to stop them. Then with a great flash of light that seemed to make the shadows dissipate his memories came flooding back to him and in the resulting chaos he lost consciousness.

He felt like he was floating through the scenes of his own life, meeting Draco at Madam Malkins, fighting Lucius over Dobby, fighting with Bellatrix, Hermione being tortured at Malfoy Manor, Watching as Bill and Flure were married. Suddenly he was thrown from the memories in to the yard at the burro. Sitting waiting for him was Draco looking peaceful as he ever had.

“Dragon.” Harry breathed, how did I ever forget you Draco? You are my life. He thought placing his fingers to his lips.

Draco turned and smiled at him. “Oh you’re here, I wasn’t sure if you would come early tonight or not.” The blonds smiled made Harry feel like he was floating again.

“I yeah I’m here… I love you.” He blurted out suddenly.

“Oh… what? I mean huh?” Draco looked stunned.

Harry ran his fingers through his hair nervously and stared at the blond intently. “I remember Dragon… I’m not sure why, bloody hell I was surrounded by dementors I’m not even sure why I’m still alive, but I’m sorry and I love you.”

Harry was almost bowled over as Draco wrapped himself around the brunet.

“I, you… can’t.” Draco spoke in to his chest as he shuddered and clutched at him.

Harry smiled and kissed Draco’s head. “I missed you too Dray, and I didn’t even know what I was missing.” Harry whispered pulling Draco’s chin so he could look in to the grey eyes that had begun this long journey. “It was your eyes you know, the first thing that came through were your eyes.” Harry told him stroking the side of Draco’s face.

“Yeah?” Draco breathed softly.

“Yeah.” Harry dipped his hands and allowed his lips to caress Draco’s own, the pliant chapped flesh moved beneath his own. Harry felt a groan break free from his throat and soon Draco’s tongue was invading his mouth caressing his palette and dancing with his own.

HE broke away after a moment to catch his breath, he started peppering Draco’s face with small kisses wanting to make sure that his love was unharmed.

“I wish we were really together.” Draco whispered.

“We are Dray.” Harry responded pulling the blond back against him. “The parts of us that matter are here; our bodies are just vessels for our minds.” He comforted running his hand up and down the muscled back.

“Harry you’re so cheesy.” Draco laughed and kissed his again. Harry melted in to him humming his approval.

The familiar tugging sensation began. “Fuck” he whispered before he was looking up at Hermione.

Draco cried that night curled in to himself, Harry hadn’t returned to the dreams and he was worried. Dementors… he said there were dementors. How… they are supposed to be dead. I guess that’s just another thing I’ll have to chalk up to a hole in my memory.

He touched his lips and remembered the feel of Harry’s. I’ve missed that feeling so much, I just wish it hadn’t ended… ahrg I hate this place. He let out another round of sobs and curled around his pillow. I wonder if I’ll ever see him again.

A/N2 And that’s it guys Thank you all for the reviews a special thank you to our very loyal reviewer tsukigomori mikomi! We would also like to mention that there are two one shots set before Reperio Veum in the Verum Inbresico universe, one of them is only on AFF. Smaddox and I are touched that you all liked the story we worked so very hard on. There will of course be a sequel and the first chapter should be out in the next few weeks. We are excited to begin the next chapter of Harry and Draco’s journey to find one another with you and hope you will all stick with us through the next two books.

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