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Promising Submission	By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 67264 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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An: finally some plot.
Chapter 18
Harry slipped out of the Ministry Of Magic undetected. Hermione was right. They were basically selling off Muggleborns and Half bloods. If you were offered a marriage contract by a Pure-Blood you had to take it and therefore give up all your rights to money, property, and person. Harry had apparated here. His plan was to just assassinate Lucius Malfoy and be done with it. Unfortunately it didn't look like that alone was going to work. In addition he was going to offer safe houses for those who needed it. The alarm sounding caused him to look around acting confused briefly before dissapearing into muggle London. They'd apparently discovered that Malfoy was not, in fact, sleeping.
Harry stopped at WWW to talk to the twins. After a great number of the public prevented Malfoy from closing them down, no pure bloods would enter here. Harry figured it would be the prefect spot to spread word that there were safe houses.
Harry allowed the charm on the door to hit him and then quickly canceled it. He didn't enjoy being a chicken anymore then the next person.
"Ah, Mr. Smith. Such a pleasure to see you old boy." George was working the counter and had recognized Harry. Mr. Smith was a code name that both alerted Fred and any other of Harry's friends that he was there, and let Harry know he was recognized dispite his various . Fred and Neville rushed downstairs and the three of them quickly closed up shop.
"Well guys. I've been to the ministry."
Neville interrupted him. "You didn't accept that invitation Ron was preening about did you?!"
Harry laughed, "Do I look like a moron? Signing that was practically an invitation to get killed. I couldn't hurt them but his oath said nothing about hurting me, and he only promised me safe conduct to the Ministry, not in it. No, I went as Mr. Smith. He's not a problem anymore but I saw the laws he's put in action. Horrible." They all nodded, responding without reaction to the news that Harry had killed Lucius Malfoy.
"Seamus has already been married off. He's with Greengrass as nothing more then a slave. She has parties where her friends torture him. There's nothing we can do. Dean is with Nott and we haven't heard anything about him. I think he's dead."
Harry allowed a growl and then swallowed his magic. He would go rescue his friends before the day was out. "Anyone else?"
Neville gave him a list, but Harry didn't know any others personally. "Alright, I'm giving you portkeys to a few of my properties in other countries. Have all the people who are in danger of getting married off collect all their necessary belongings and all their money and give them one of these. They'll have to live like a communal because I think its going to be some times before we get this sorted out. You'll probably have to just grab Hermione. I doubt Ron will be leaving her alone for more then a few minutes at a time."
The twins took them, their customary mischievous smiles gone.
"You’re going after Seamus and Dean aren't you." Harry nodded. "Then I'm coming with you."
When Harry tried to argue Neville said, "They're my year mates too." Harry sighed but Neville was right, and he was good in a fight. He nodded.
"Alright, but you'll do as I say." Neville shot him a look that said, 'like I'd do anything else'.
Harry handed the twins the twenty or so portkey's he'd made but they took one look and said they'd need more. Harry blinked but cut a sliver of fabric from the hem of his shirt, cut it into pieces, and made them into portkeys. He handed two to Neville after a moment of thought. "Those will have to do until I get back. They are all set to only our voices so no one else can activate them. Say Voldy's shorts to activate them." The others chuckled; it was a tradition to have a code that mocked Voldemort; from the war.
Neville and Harry walked out of the store and silently headed out to the Leaky Cauldron. There was an apparation point just outside Diagon Alley. Harry took hold of Neville and side apparated them to the Greengrass’s. Harry figured that Seamus would be easier to locate. Finding Dean would take a while and Harry was expecting a battle that would alert The Ministry to his activities.
The Greengrass property had not been a target in the war because they had been neutral, so their wards weren’t updated. Harry undermined them in seconds and he and Neville found their way inside.
Harry and Neville incapacitated the house elves that came upon them. Neither really wanted to hurt the elves. After nearly half an hour of searching the rooms Neville found the broken bleeding body of his year mate.
“oh, Seamus.” Neville whispered and checked his pulse. Still alive. Harry checked the hall one last time and then cast a few healing spells on Seamus. He wasn’t a healer, but he could keep him steady until they got him to Severus.
“Take the portkey and then floo to my place. Severus should still be there. If not tell Nathanial to help you keep him comfortable until he gets there. I’ll go after Dean.” Neville nodded and whispered the activation code leaving Harry to find his way back out alone. He could have apparated through the wards, but he was the only one who could do that and not only that but that would sound the alarm.
Harry didn’t meet anyone until he was outside the house. A boy Harry recognized as Daphne’s little brother came up on him and Harry took off running; outside the wards he apparated.
He did the standard three or four random apparitions to loose any trackers the boy threw at him and then jumped to the Nott’s family home.
Harry knew it would take to long to look for Dean like they had for Seamus so he tried another tact. He used the unbreakable glamour Remus taught him from his time as an unspeakable and glamoured himself into an unassuming but obviously pure-blood ministry worker. He set off the wards and walked up to the front door.
A house elf greeted him. “Is Master Nott expecting you?”
“I do not answer the questions of inferior life forms. You will find a wizard or witch to talk to me immediately. And get out of the way you miserable kreaton. And why haven’t you offered me tea? Your master will be hearing about this.” Harry stepped past the weeping house elf and took a pompous look around, sneering at what he saw. This performance would insure that the house elf told Nott that a pure-blood was here to see him.
Sure enough, not two minutes past before Theo Nott strode into the waiting room. Harry stood up and offered his hand. “I was worried that your obviously incompetent house elf hadn’t alerted you to my arrival.”
Harry could see Nott was impressed so he toned it down some, but still spoke quick enough that Nott couldn’t ask for his name. Harry was good at acting but not at name creating.
“I am here under new legislature enacted to give mudbloods peace of mind. They wanted someone to come and check on those blessed enough to be offered the hand of a pure-blood. As if they deserved it.” Nott nodded and Harry walked down the hall as if he knew where he was going.
“I need the memory of your husband as proof that I checked up on him. Though the stupid mudbloods didn’t put anything in there about stopping their well deserved treatment.” Harry and Nott shared a smirk.
Nott nodded and led Harry down the hall, informing him of tapestries and artwork that Harry couldn’t have cared less about. When they came upon stairs to the dungeons Harry became nervous for his friend, but didn’t let it show. He asked Nott how long he’d been married.
“Oh, not more then three months. I thought I wanted someone spirited to break, but he is proving most difficult.” Harry nodded as if in thought while he tried to control his reaction.
“Hmm, that’s interesting. I had heard the dark skinned ones were easier to break as evidenced by their history.”
Nott smirked, “well I went to school with this one, and I can assure you that he is spirited.”
Harry forced a chuckle that sounded hollow to his ears, but Nott accepted it.
He opened the door to one of the rooms and Harry nearly gagged on the stench. A huddled mass quivered in the corner and leapt at him. Nott forced him down with a flick of his wand.
“You’d think he’d get tired of that eventually, but he does it every time I come in.”
Harry nodded absently. “I need to ask you to let me see him alone, and I’ll probably have to heal him a little. I need to be able to see his face accurately and it looks like yours has a few broken bones.”
Dean snarled at him and Harry swallowed. Dean had been reduced to an animal and that was how he was acting.
“Do you have your wand on you? He’s very vicious.”
Harry smirked, “I’m sure I can handle one mudblood.”
Nott nodded and left. As soon as the door closed Harry dropped the glamour.
“Dean, it’s me. Harry. I’m going to get you out of here. I need you to hold on to me.”
“Harry?” Dean whispered and Harry let out a breath he’d not been aware he was holding.
“Yea it’s me.” Harry cast a few stabilizing spells and then grabbed onto his friend. Dean clutched him tightly, and Harry activated the portkey.
Nothing happened.
“Harry?” Dean whispered.
“It’s okay Dean. I’ll get you out. I’m going to turn you into something that will fit in my pocket.” Dean nodded and Harry turned him into a small mouse.
He put the mouse in his pocket, took a breath to stabilize himself after using that much magic, and stepped out of the room. Nott was waiting.
“Well, that’s all I need, would you walk me out?” Harry asked, his voice shook a little and Nott called him on it.
“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s been a while since I’ve been around one that rabid.” That seemed to pacify the pureblood and Nott led Harry out without any more trouble.
Harry shook his hand, declined the invitation to tea, ‘lots of others to see you know’ and allowed the door to close behind him.
He apparted to his home when he felt the wards pass over him. He knew they alerted Nott that Dean was with him, but he was gone before it mattered.
Nathanial informed him that Severus was with Seamus in one of the guest rooms so Harry hurried to the one adjoining it.
“Tell Severus to come in here as soon as he can.” Harry told Nathanial who was following him. His kitten nodded and Harry kissed him quickly on the cheek in thanks.
In the bedroom, Harry transfigured the bed into hospital regulation and put Dean mouse on it. He transfigured him back just as Severus stepped in.
“Still talking in strays Harry?” Harry rolled his eyes. Only Severus Snape would make caustic comments when there were people injured.
Dean refused to let go of his hand while Severus was healing him and Harry tried to get him to drink the potions.
“Come on Dean. You need these to get better. I’m not going anywhere your safe now.”
It went on like that until Harry managed to get a Dreamless Sleep down his throat.
Severus did all he could, but the damage was just too great.
Harry called Richard immediately.
“hello?”
“Richard its Harry. I have a really damaged friend here that I want you to bite.”
Silence
“Say again?”
“A friend of mine, he’s been tortured for three months and he’s going to die. I want you to bite him.”
“Why not have Micah do it?”
“Cat strains don’t always take and I can’t have another wolf do it because as the Ulfric you’ll have a better chance of infecting him.”
“Sigh…I’m in class right now.”
“Richard I need you to do this for me.”
“Alright can you do that teleport thing?”
“Yea I’ll have Neville come get you. You remember him?”
“Yea,” He hung up.
Harry paced the whole time they waited and Nathanial sat at the foot of a chair and watched. Harry smiled at him occasionally, appreciating that he was there, but continued pacing.
Severus worked hard to keep Dean alive while they waited.
Apparently the odd international floo wouldn't alert the American Ministry but this many did. Two American Aurors flooed in unexpected and only Harry's quick recognition of thier badges prevented their immediate extermination.
They asked that he come in to register that his floo would be used internationally frequently. Harry compromised by saying he'd come in tomorrow. Luckily the Aurors left before Richard got there. Severus didn't register, his magic prevented some of the more recognizable vampire traits, like dying during the daytime, but a werewolf would have created more questions then Harry felt like answering right now.
Neville and Richard burst through the door, as Harry’s wards wouldn’t allow them to apparate directly in. Richard looked angry at begin forced to do this, but Harry knew he’d do it.
Harry showed the Ulfric Dean’s room and Richard shifted. He bit Dean on the thigh; one of the few places not damaged, and then licked him clean of blood. The saliva on all the wounds would insure he was infected.
All they could do was wait. Richard shifted into Wolfman so he could be awake for the wait.
Nathanial settled in Harry’s lap and the wizard ran his fingers in his kitten’s hair. His eyes were focused beyond one of the walls. Neville distracted himself by asking wolfman Richard questions about what they could determined that Dean and Seamus would remain here and not at one of the safe houses so the Ulfric could better take care of one of his wolves. He felt a strong responsibility even though Harry had asked it.
While they were waiting the floo turned green and Fred stepped out.
“We ran out of portkeys. A lot of people aren’t waiting to get together their things, just getting all their money and coming to us. McGonagal is giving them out like candy. Apparently old pure-bloods are buying kids still in Hogwarts.” Harry shivered and updated Fred on the status of Seamus and Dean.
He told the twin that he’d go check up on the safe houses as Mr. Smith tomorrow if Fred would go and make sure the Floo's were secure, that no one could leave or enter through them without a password. The last thing he needed was a Ministry spy getting at his safe houses because he left the floo open. And to make sure that those who took portkey’s got their money and clothes. He was providing shelter but he wasn’t going to pay to feed them all. Harry made a portkeys out of a stack of papers and Fred left.
Severus stepped out after an hour and said Dean’s wounds were healing. Harry let out a relieved breath, and hoped that Dean would understand.
Richard shifted back and Harry sent him to a room to rest. He also called Jamil and told him where the Ulfric was. That all taken care of he and Neville went to the work out room to work off the stress.
Nathanial and Severus kept watch over the injured until Damian and Asher relived them at sunset. Neither Seamus or Dean had awoken.

AN: you'll need to tell me what you think of this chapter. I'm not sure I'm happy about it. Remember though, that this story is more about Harry and Nathanial then the possible action that could be created by Belle morte or Lucius Malfoy..
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