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Reforging old bonds	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 12611 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter List
- 16
- 17
- 18
Title: Reforging old bonds
Pairing: future drarry, implied Remus x Severus
Fandom: Harry Potter
Summery: Harry grows up as Remus and Severus' son, spending school hours at Hecate's school for young witches and wizards. Despite the slight difference in their ages his guardians arrange play dates with both the Malfoy heir, Draco who is Severus' other godson and the Longbottom heir, Neville.
Author's Note: Aftermath of Harry being selected as Hogwarts' Champion...

Chapter 17

Harry was surprised to find Artemis sleeping at the foot of his old bed when he woke up.

She woke up and threw her arms around him, “What happened? McGonagall dragged you off after your name came out of the Goblet. Aunt Charity and Aunt Irma were so angry; they couldn’t get into that room at all.”

“They are going to make me be a champion Artemis…I didn’t enter I promise. I just wanted a boring year so I could focus on my marks.”

“How can they do that? You’re not an adult, papa or dad has to consent.”

“McGonagall did it for them, said if I was going to cheat then having to participate was punishment enough.”

“She did what?” Artemis hissed, “I knew I disliked her…”

The door opened, papa stood there yawning. “What are you two doing here?”

“Not going to class.” Harry said petulantly.

“Why? Did you overeat at the feast?” Severus frowned.

“I didn’t eat anything.” Harry muttered.

“That’s unusual, you are a growing boy.”

“Pretty hard to want to eat after McGonagall and Dumbledore trap Harry in a magical contract…” Artemis grumbled.

“They did what?” Severus roared.

“My name came out of the Goblet as Hogwarts’ Champion, I tried to tell them I never entered and I didn’t want to be involved. Draco’s cousin Fleur said I was telling the truth, but papa they wouldn’t listen and they didn’t even involve Aunt Irma or Aunt Charity.”

“They locked them out…” Artemis tattled.

“So much for sleeping,” papa grumbled, “get dressed. This is going to be dealt with right now.”

Harry reluctantly redressed and used a refresher charm to avoid having to bathe properly.

Papa could be impatient when he was infuriated.

He and Artemis were waiting when papa returned looking more like a professor and Head of Slytherin then his clearly exhausted papa.

Harry followed his papa out of the apartment.

Artemis was told to get ready for school and stalked off as if she had been insulted.

It was late enough that a majority corridors were empty; Slytherin was already in the Great Hall and likely so were the Hufflepuffs.

Harry had never wanted to be in the Headmaster’s office and this was unfair…

Papa stormed in, robes soaring behind him like great black wings. “Albus! What is this nonsense?”

“Ah Severus, I see you’ve heard the wonderful news. Harry is to represent Hogwarts.”

“Like Hell he is! I did not give you or Minerva guardianship of my children. Neither of you had the right to determine anything. I didn’t raise my children to be untruthful. If Harry says he didn’t enter, then he didn’t.”

“Then why was it his handwriting on the entry?” Dumbledore asked with that creepy twinkle.

“I don’t know, you should have investigated more.” Papa fumed. “You had no right to decide that Harry would be champion! You knew you had no authority!”

“No authority? I am the Headmaster of Hogwarts and the Chief Warlock! Harry entered the competition and he will participate. Enough of this nonsense, how will Harry ever learn to stand on his own feet if you shield him from the world? He entered, that was determined by his own handwriting on the entry, Crouch decided he was bound to participate.”

“Why are you doing this? Why are you picking on Harry? You have an entire school, with students who actually want to participate. Why does it have to be Harry!” papa fumed.

“He entered the competition, ask him. Now if you excuse me, we both have responsibilities.”

“Like hell. Potions classes are cancelled. Come on Harry…”

“You are not allowed to do that.”

“I am Head of Slytherin and Lord Prince, I can. We have more important matters to discuss, like how to deal with overreaching educators who ignore the express wishes of a students’ guardian. I will be filling for this to bevtaken before the Board of Governors and the Council of Magical Law."

"The Goblet's gone out, Harry is Hogwarts' Champion. Surely you would not want to ruin the Tournament for us."

"Come on Harry."

Once they were back in papa's apartment, his papa crumpled, "Harry, what am I going to do? Your dad will be so worried and angry..."

If papa reacted like this, how would his dad take it?

XooooooX

Harry and papa missed class the day after Dumbledore declared Harry Hogwarts' Champion.

Uncle Lucius had persuaded his dads not to get him removed from the Tournament but promised to build a case against Dumbledore personally.

Harry was being bullied for running away after being declared Hogwarts' Champion and 'cheating'.

Like right now...

"Cheating is bad enough Potter but hiding like a coward and lying is an embarrassment."

The cruel voice growled and then he was shoved.

Harry yelped as he started to fall.

Draco appeared in front of him and wrapped around him, shielding Harry as they continued to fall knocking over other students.

"Harry! Oh Iris, Mother of Veela! Draco when did you," Blaise gasped.

"Quiet Blaise! Greg, Vince get the professors. Slytherin Draco's down, guard the Prince!"

Slytherins from Flint to Artemis exited the mill of students and formed a wall, pushing the other Houses back.

Blaise recovered from the shock and sent for Draco's Aunt Andromeda.

Harry's dads arrived by house elf as did Andromeda.

Draco was hurt, Harry wanted to cry it was his fault.

He wouldn't say what happened to make him fall...

Once Draco was healed, dad helped him up first then Harry.

Harry was embarrassed when his friends in Slytherin told his dads the things that they noticed the other Houses doing to him.

His papa looked hurt for him and Harry felt guilty for letting the other students be mean to him.

"Uncle Sev, can Harry attend classes with Slytherin? Theo and Blaise will look after him."

"Of course," the slightly older boys promised.

Harry was granted permission to do as Draco asked and he was escorted to class by Theo and Blaise with Greg and Vince glaring menacingly at those outside their House.

Urquhart helped Draco limp off regally, but Harry still felt bad...

XooooooX

Things got so terrible in Gryffindor that Harry didn't feel safe there...

The only Gryffindors who were nice and believed in him were Colin, whose camera he saved First Year, his own sister Nemia and her friend, Colin's brother Dennis.

Hermione and Ron made everyone else think Harry was a terrible person, even Gryffindor's Chasers didn't believe in him. Hogwarts minus Slytherin had rallied behind Delacour and Krum instead.

It hurt somewhat that they could turn against him like this...

He spent most nights sharing Draco's bed in Slytherin, he felt far safer there then in Gryffindor Tower.

No matter what Draco had always been there for him...

He wished he had been a better friend to all of them now...

XooooooX

Luckily Harry was in Potions when Artemis poked her head in, "Sorry professor but the Wand Weighing Ceremony is about to begin. I sent for Grandpa Lyall..."

Papa nodded, "Thank you Miss Prince. You may escort Mr. Potter to the ceremony. Mr. Nott and Mr. Zabini, since you already completed your potion you may follow. I am sure that Mr. Creevey can finish the potion he is working on with Harry. I will grade them accordingly."

Harry shyly joined Theo and Blaise packing up.

On his way out of the classroom Harry was tripped.

"Weasley, Granger detention. Fifty points from Gryffindor a piece. I will discuss your detention assignments after class."

Harry was almost in tears as he was led off to the stupid 'ceremony'....

Harry didn't want to attend, only Artemis gently tugging on his hand got him inside.

"You may leave now, we only need Mr. Potter." Bagman said with false brightness.

Theo scowled, "I am afraid my cousin, Professor Prince and the Prince of Slytherin ordered me to protect Harry."

"Why would a Gryffindor Champion want or need Slytherin bodyguards?" Crouch frowned.

Harry angrily wiped his eyes, "I am not Gryffindor or Hogwarts' Champion! I am Slytherin's Champion, if they think I need and deserve protection, I will take it."

"Why do you need protection?"

"You told them I cheated! The whole school hates me for it. I didn't enter. I don't care about this stupid tournament. I wish Uncle Lucius had agreed we could leave you meanies without a champion. I don't want to be their champion anymore then they want me to be. Screw Hogwarts, I am Slytherin's Champion. Let's get this farce over with."

A familiar hand squeezed his shoulder, "Calm down Harry."

He glanced up, "Grandpa!"

"I am disgusted, arranging the Wand Weighing Ceremony when my grandson and his bonded are in classes? As if trapping him in this tournament wasn't cruel enough, you continue to break the law by making sure his guardians cannot be present? Shame on you! I expected better of you Bartimus!" Lyall said scathingly.

Harry snorted, he couldn't be pissed but grandpa Lyall could? Adults were so confusing...

Artemis watched in her silent icy way that disconcerted people.

Theo and Blaise watched the currently present judges with a distinct air of distrust.

Dumbledore arrived with an unfamiliar elderly gentleman, the garishly dressed Rita Skeeter and a plump, watery-looking fool with a camera.

"Now Harry, why do you need such an audience?" Dumbledore frowned.

"Albus, after you trapped my great grandson in this bloody Tournament do you think any member of his family would leave him be without an adult? You know who Severus and Remus have listed as trusted to represent their wishes in regard to the young ones. With Severus, Remus and Charity in classes, Irma in the library, Connie watching the shop and Faith at the Ministry, this leaves only me. Harry doesn't deserve to be stuck in this travesty of a champion. A veritable child doesn't belong in this tournament, nearly everyone died in the last one." Lyall retorted.

"Didn't the child not enter of his own accord?" Skeeter frowned.

"How could I do so? His age line was impassable, I never dared it. I cared not one wit about it. I know not how my name was entered, I curse the cruelty of their act. My life has been hell since Samhain, I want no part of this. I would rather flunk my OWL exams. Let's see this foolish ceremony to completion that I can focus on more important things." Harry spat.

Albus sighed. "Harry, this false mockery does you ill... no matter, Garrick if you please."

"Miss Delacour if you please." The unfamiliar with elderly gentleman spoke up.

Draco's cousin tossed her hair and delicately placed her wand in his hand.

The supposed expert twirled the wand between his long fingers like a baton causing it to emit a number of pink and gold sparks. Then he held it chose to his eyes and examined it carefully. “Yes and Ollivander but not by my hand. Dear me, Veela hair..."

"One of my grandme're's." Fleur sniffed.

"A temperamental core but if it suits...let’s see nine and a half inches… supple…rosewood. That would stabilize the temperamental nature of such a core. Hm...orchideous..."

Immediately, orchid blossoms burst from the wand tip.

“Next... Mr. Krum if you please... This is a Gregorovich is it not?"

"Yes, one of Gospodin Isaak. In fact it was the last he sold before retiring to Gagra.

“A fine wand-maker, though the styling is never quite what I… however…” He lifted the wand and examined it minutely, turning it over and over before his eyes. “Yes… Maple and Charolite stone powder?” he frowned at Krum, who nodded. “Rather thicker than one usually sees… quite rigid… ten and a quarter inches… Avis!”

The maple wand let off a loud crack of a Beater’s bat against a Bludger causing a number of small, twittering birds to fly out of the end and through the open window into the watery sunlight.

“It will do,” Mr. Ollivander said as he handed Krum back his wand. “That leaves… Mr. Potter.”

Harry reluctantly handed over his wand, feeling rather exposed without.

Theo, Blaise, Grandpa Lyall and even Artemis took a protective stance immediately.

Ollivander seemed oblivious to their tenseness, “Ah, a 11" Hippogriff talon and Larch wand, an Ollivander to be sure but not mine. Yes, nice and supple. A wand that is well balanced magically but particularly suited to Charms. Not the sort of wand I would have made you..."

Eventually, however, he made a fountain of wine shoot out of it, and handed it back to Harry, announcing that it was still in perfect condition.

“The interview is next right?”

Skeeter seemed to be drooling at the prospect.

Harry snatched his wand back, causing several gold sparks to shoot out of the end of said wand.

“I cannot, vith oot Otec, my manager or dyado I cannot. Zey vould be most dizpleazed.”

“I don’t want…” Harry murmured.

“Surely you’ll allow it…” Skeeter beamed at Lyall.

“Absolutely not, you’ll just bring up his parents. Harry is no different from any war orphan raised by relatives.”

“For shame Lyall,” Dumbledore chided, “you diminish his worth by saying that. After all, his parents did destroy Voldemort.”

“That has nothing to do with me. I don’t even remember them.” Harry admitted sadly, “All I have are stories. I have a family now, I have friends. I just want to be treated like anyone else.”

“That’s unlikely.” Crouch muttered.

Harry flinched.

“If you have no further business…” Lyall drawled.

“The interview…Albus you promised…”

“Yet he failed to ensure that such a promise was even legal!” Lyall retorted.

“Lyall…”

“I don’t care, Severus made his opinion on the press quite clear after gaining custody of Harry. He has not informed me of a change of opinion.” Lyall shrugged. “Is there any real champion related business?”

“Just that the First Task will take place on Friday, November 25 at two in the afternoon. It will be creature related as usual.” Bagman said excitedly.

“If that is all, then we are finished here.”

“Thank Salazar,” Theo grumbled, “this place is so stuffy.”

Lyall herded them out.

Harry wanted as far away as possible…

Lyall dropped Theo and Blaise off at the Great Hall before walked Harry and Artemis to their dads’ apartment.

Harry was suspicious that they would be eating Prince food there for dinner so that grandpa could discuss facts and suspicions regarding the tournament...

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
Anyone mad at me for Fred and George's almost expulsion last chapter, it already was part of this fic-verse's timeline having been referred to in Bound to You and in Breaking the Chains of the Past.
I decided that since a Second Hogwarts Champion was never mentioned in this fic-verse and it would be more traumatic if Harry was disowned by most of Gryffindor when he was the only Hogwarts Champion. Having this happen when Severus and Remus aren't there to stop it would make it all the worst...
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