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FALLACY	By : Kalendral9 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 23689 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I make no money from this story, I'm just having fun with the characters...

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Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter nor do I make any money from this story, Just having some fun with the Characters

Pairings: Hermione/Blaise; Harry/Draco; Side Pairings: Bella/Rodolphus; Lucius/Narcissa; Severus/Remus; James/Lily, Tom/Sirius, Albus/Gellert, Fenrir/Tala (Native American, means wolf)

Warnings: Preg, Mpreg, graphic sex scenes, swearing, abuse, cutting

Albus/Gellert are Lily’s parents, Bella/Rodolphus are Hermione’s parents, Fenrir/Tala are Remus’ parents

Sorry for the long wait, I just had to get this right… Thanks Kalendral

FALLACY

Chapter Eighteen

Severus awoke to pain and darkness. Without opening his eyes or moving he used his other senses to get a feel of his situation. The first thing he felt for was his bond with Remus. It thrummed faintly in the back of his mind telling him that his mate was safe. He then began a check on his body. Bruises and abrasions covered his body from when he fell, hit by a stunner aimed at Remus. His right shoulder ached and he couldn’t move his fingers, that told him that his arm was dislocated.

He let his outer senses take over and the first thing he smelled was bodily waste. He could faintly smell unwashed bodies nearby and the distinct smell of wet dog. He knew that Remus often smelled of wet dog after a full moon run in the rain.

Something shifted at his left and he tried to stay still and not alert the person that he was aware. A hand felt at his neck feeling for his pulse. The hand was delicate, female.

“You are awake?” A soft feminine voice said to him.

Slowly, so as not to startle her, Severus opened his eyes and sat up. She was beautiful, tall and dark skinned. She had short brown hair that framed her face and brought out the amber blue of her eyes. She looked no older than twenty, though he knew that werewolves lived long lives. All she wore was a thin tunic that barely went to her knees.

“My name is Sierra. You smell like me, yet not?” She sounded curious as how that would be.

“I am not a werewolf.” He said.

“You are like the handlers.”

Severus looked at her. “Handlers? Who are they?”

“They take care of us, give us mates. Are you to be my mate?” She began to circle him, her nose sniffing the air.

Severus stiffened, “I have a mate. That is why I smell like you. My mate is a wolf.”

“Only one mate? I have had many mates… and many cubs.” She said that last part very quietly, sadly.

“Cubs? Where are your cubs, Sierra?” Severus asked her softly.

“The handlers take them. I know not what happens to them. Do you know any of my cubs?” She looked at him imploringly.

Severus shook his head, “No, I only know my own cub. He is just two years old.”

“Years? What is that?”

Severus was shocked that the woman didn’t know what years were. He thought of how to best explain the length of a year to her, “A year is twelve wolf changes.”

She cocked her head to the side, “Wolf changes…” she looked away from him thinking, then turned back to him, “I am 269 wolf changes. That makes me 22 years and 5 wolf changes.”

Severus nodded. He was not surprised that she figured that all out in her head. Most wolves were smart. He wold have bet that many of them, had they been allowed to attend Hogwarts, would have been in Ravenclaw.

Sierra crept closer to him sniffing, “Will we mate now?” She began to remove her tunic.

Severus began to pacic, “No!”

She cringed away from him, fearful. He saw the scared look in her eyes and calmed his voice.

“No, Sierra. We will not mate. I told you, I already have a mate and he would be most dissapointed that I mated with another.”

“But he is not here, I am. I do not understand. I have had many mates. That is the way.”

Severus shook his head, “No, child that is not the way. Wolves mate for life. You should only have one mate, one true mate, who you bond with and stay with, raise cubs together, run through the forest on full moons.”

“Forrest? What is this?”

Severus stared at the girl, very surprised. Seperated from a pack for so long and all she knows is what the Ministry told her. He sighed heavily. It was going to be a long night. He was just glad that the moon was a week away. That would give his mate and Tom time to rescue him.

HPDM

Lily Potter may have been sleeping through a drug induced daze for the past fourteen years but she was not blind. And she knew what her sister’s husband was like. Oh he may spout his lies about being ‘normal’ but Lily knew the truth. She knew from the first glance she had of the man and a quick glance into his mind. The man was disgusting. Preying on innocent children for pleasure. She will be visiting that man very soon, make no mistake. Her baby lived with that man and there was no doubt in her mind that he did something to him.

For one thing Harry was too small for his age. When Harry had collapsed when they’d first arrived she could tell there was more going on than just a bad reaction to a portkey. She’d discreetly took Narcissa’s wand and ran a basic diagnostic spell. The results were startling to say the least. Harry was only 95lbs and extremely undernourished. All the signs were there and she was surprised that no one noticed anything.

Making her way to Harry’s room, she knocked quietly. A soft voice bid her enter and she opened the door. Harry was sitting in the window seat looking out at the Malfoy landscape. He turned his head and smiled at her.

“Mum.”

Lily smiled. She remembered when Harry was just a newborn baby and she was wondering what her little boy would call her when he was older. ‘Mum’ just seemed to fit.

“Harry, how are you feeling?”

Harry took a deep breath then let it out slowly, “I’ll survive, Mum. I’m glad you and Dad are alive. The rest of it all seems so far fetched. I just can’t imagine what the Ministry would get out of all… this.”

Lily looked at her son. She realized that her boy was more grown up than most people twice his age. All the lies that told that her boy was this ‘Boy-Who-Lived’ and the trials he’d gone through made her baby grow up faster than any other normal child.

“We will figure that all out eventually, Harry. For now I want you to rest.” Lily looked around them room noticing someone missing, “Where is Draco?”

“He is brewing potions. With Snape captured they needed a competent brewer. Draco aced his Potion OWL’s.”

Lily sat next to Harry and tipped his chin so she could look into his eyes. “You really do have my eyes.”

Harry shook his head smiling, “Grandpa Gel’s eyes.”

Lily smiled back, “Grandpa Gel’s eyes. Harry, I’ve been meaning to ask you.” Her eyes took on a serious glint and Harry began to squirm. “How did Petunia and Vernon treat you?”

Harry’s breath caught in his throat. Did she know? She couldn’t know! No one could! He shook his head, “They treated me fine, mum.”

“Harry baby, I know that is not true.” Lily saw her son begin to shake his head. She grabbed his face and forced him to look at her. “Vernon is a disgusting person, I knew that when I met him. Please tell me what that man did to you.”

Tears began to fall down Harry’s cheeks. There was no hiding it now. Everyone will know how much of a freak he really was. Now no one will love him. Draco will leave him and he will be sent back to that hellhole to be his Uncles punching bag and house elf, not to mention those other things.

Lily pulled Harry into her arms, “It’s going to be ok Harry. You never have to return to them again. Your father and I will not allow that.”

Very slowly Harry nodded and began a long story that began just shortly after he arrived at the Dursley’s. Of when he was five years old and being told he was supposed to make dinner. His burnt hands and the beatings afterwards. Of when late one night Vernon was drunk and came into his cupboard and started touching him in his private places. The smacks across his face when he tried to tell his aunt what happened the next morning.

Of when he was six and he was knocked down the stairs by Dudley and broke his leg and his aunt threw him in his cupboard with no medical treatment. Luckily his magic healed him or he would have never been able to walk again. Of when he was ten and Vernon made him suck him off then beat him for vomiting afterwards. When his Hogwarts letters came he had a small reprieve because they thought that the house was being watched.

Of when he came home after his first year at Hogwarts and Vernon shoved him in his cupboard for three days. When he was weak with the lack of food and water he was raped on the floor of his aunts kitchen then made to clean up the mess afterwards.

Lily listened to Harry’s voice and was slowly seething inside for what her supposed sister did to her baby boy. Although they were not blood sisters, Lily had hoped that some familial regard was left in her sister. Obviously Vernon’s influience was too strong and swayed her weak willed sister.

Lily pulled Harry into her arms and gently rocked him as his tears fell. Movement came from the door and she saw Draco standing there, horror etched on his face. Tears were cascading down his pale cheeks too and Lily held out an arm to welcome him into them. The blond tore across the room and threw himself into her arms as well as wrapping his own around Harry. Lily didn’t know how long they sat like that, nor did she care.

One thing she did know… She will be paying a visit to her adopted sister and that man she called a husband…

SBTR

Sirius Black gazed down at the boy as he slept. He just couldn’t seem to wrap his mind around the fact that this was his son. His son with the Dark Lord. The boy looked nothing like either one of them. For one thing he was a sandy blond and both he and Tom have black hair. He knew that most blood adoption rituials could change the child’s looks but he didn’t think they changed them that much.

It all was so farfetched to him. James had never lied to him and he had no reason to now. So why could he not feel as if any of this was true? Because it’s the Dark Lord! A little voice in his head told him. He could stomach Snape a Moony together, hell he could even stomach Harry and Malfoy Jr. But him and VOLDEMORT! It was just so unbelievable.

Turning away from the sleeping child he stalked out of the room. He suppoed that until they could get all their memories restored it wold be hopless for him to dwell on these things.

RLSS

Remus lay curled up on his bed with his son asleep close to his chest. His tears were spent and all that remained was numbness. Conell cried himself to sleep when Remus told him that his papa won’t be back. Remus just clung to his baby trying to console the distraught child all the while trying to hold in his own tears. After the boy fell asleep did his tears fall. He prayed that Severus was ok, and that they can rescue him soon. He knew that he would go mad without his mate, not being able to feel his kisses, the caress of his long fingers as they explored his body. The ache in his chest grew with each passing moment Severus was gone from his presence.

Across the room Fenrir Greyback was watching over his cub and grandson. He knew what Remus was going through. The pain of not being in the presence of ones mate. When he’d first realized that little Tala, the young cub who’d trailed after him as a teenager, was his mate he felt such joy that he’d howled to the mother moon. When his mate was pregnant with their first child he had strutted aound the camp so full of pride. And when that cub was stolen from him he raged and screamed at the injustice of it. Now his cub is back, but without Tala by his side his joy seemed shallow. She would want to know that her little Moonfire was alive.

TBC…

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