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No Obvious Truths	By : Danyealle Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 64502 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 32
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Chapter 19

Beta'd by the amazing Tenchi. Thanks, woman! You're the BEST!

While curled up in his favorite comfy chair, eating breakfast, Harry was reading the book Narcissa had given him that told about thestrals. Actually, he was quite fascinated by it and what was said. When he finished, he looked at Lucius, who was sitting by him, and asked, “They aren't really bad luck, are they?”
“No, Harry,” Lucius told him with a smile and shake of his head. “People have just continued with that old tale because to see them means you've witnessed someone die, nothing more. They are an animal. That's all there is to it.”
Taking that in, Harry nodded. “They are pretty in their own way. It's not the same as some other animals, of course, but in a different way.”
“They do have an eerie beauty about them,” Lucius conceded with a nod. Lowering his voice and softening his tone, he asked, gently, “Who did you see die? Do you remember?”
“My friend, Joey,” Harry told him plainly, looking at him. Shrugging, he sighed, “It was the first time I was in the hospital with cancer. I was sitting with him and he just went to sleep. That was all. I didn't learn until later that him going to sleep was him dying. He was really sick and in a lot of pain.” Stopping, he shook his head then added, softly, “They couldn't do anymore for him, really, other than help with the pain.” Looking at Lucius again, he said, “I understand why he died and that sometimes dying isn't bad. In his case, it wasn't. He hurt so much that to get some relief was a good thing.”
Reaching out and rubbing Harry's shoulder, Lucius nodded. “You're right. We all will die at some point. Some are just younger when they do.”
“Can you see the thestrals?” Harry asked, curious.
“Yes,” Lucius admitted. “I've seen a few people die, including my father. Like your friend, he was very sick when it happened. So, I understand what you're saying.” Not wanting to stay on that topic, as it was depressing, Lucius relaxed back in his chair then said, “I want to talk to you about your scar hurting last night.” Seeing the boy nod, he pressed on, “Tell me everything you remember.”
Quickly, Harry told him about the short incident then shrugged. “It wasn't much, but it's the first time I've felt anything like it. It gave me some strange dreams too. Not sure about those either.”
“What kind of dreams? Do you remember?” Lucius asked, curious as he digested what else was said.
“Just weird stuff. It was probably from the potions. Like the turban trying to suffocate me and it talking to me. Strange stuff,” Harry shrugged.
“Do you remember what it said?” Lucius inquired, wondering if it wasn't related.
“Some, but it makes no sense. Just like I was in the right house and I would understand why later. Weird stuff like that,” Harry told him.
Nodding, Lucius said nothing but filed that away. After a moment of thinking about it, he said, “If your scar hurts like that again, tell one of us as soon as you can. I think it's something we need to keep an eye on for other reasons.”
“I will,” Harry nodded firmly, looking at him. Finishing the last of his toast, Harry pushed the plate away then settled back with a contented sigh. He liked feeling full and that the potions they gave him didn't make him sick like the drugs in the hospital. Today wasn't one of his 'good days' where he felt alright, but it was better than what it had been, that's for sure.
Having one of the elves take the empty plate away, Lucius put the potions Harry had to take in front of him. Waiting until the boy was finished, he said, “We're going to have you rest a little while then you get to do the same thing Draco is this morning; go to class. After a fashion anyway.” Seeing the boy grin at him, he smirked, “We're going to do what we can to keep you caught up. I believe we're just going to go about it a little differently is all. As you're the only one in the 'class' we don't have to worry about some things. However, you're going to be doing a few more essays than Draco will because you can't do the practical part in things like Potions and Herbology. Until you feel better, though, we'll find you the books you need.” Hearing Harry groan at that, he chuckled, smirking slightly bigger. “It won't be as bad as it sounds, I promise. And we'll help. We won't do it for you, mind you, but will give a hand where needed. Something like you would get in the dorms.”
Liking that, Harry nodded. “I'm supposed to see a tutor each week you said?”
“Once a week, yes,” Lucius confirmed. “There won't be a session this week as we'll just be starting out, but it will commence next week. This week, we'll just begin and work with the standard lessons. Narcissa is going to take on teaching you Charms and Transfiguration. She's better at those. Tom and I are going to work with you on Defense and Astronomy. The three of us are going to take turns with History, Herbology and Potions as they are just theory, at least for now when it comes to two of them. We should be fine with all of them.” Stopping, Lucius' face took on a serious cast. Tone firm, he said, “We want you to understand something, Harry. If you don't feel good or up to working on your studies, tell us! We don't want you pushing yourself too hard. You're sick, we all understand that, as will your tutors. No one is going to get angry if there are days you can't do much. We understand completely. Even if you do feel up to something, if it's a day that you think you should just stay in bed and we work on theory only or do things like studying, say something. There will be tests, of course, and you will have to study. Just doing something like that some days is just fine. We're going to take weekends off, just like school as well to give you a rest. Don't be afraid to say something to us.”
“I will,” Harry nodded, curling up and pulling the blanket in the chair around him. Grinning, he said, “Am I going to be using my wand and learning spells today?”
“You will,” Lucius confirmed with a nod, smirking again. “They are very simple, of course, but you'll be doing magic.”
“Brilliant,” Harry grinned, excited.
“Just keep in mind, you won't get everything on your first attempt and it takes time. You will though, we'll make sure of it,” Lucius told him, giving him a pat on the knee. “There is one thing, though. Astronomy. It has to be done late at night. So, each week, we're going to judge the days you feel best to keep you up later to do that. It's traditionally done one day a week at Hogwarts, on a specific day. We're going to work that differently with you. If you're having a bad week, like you have at times, we're not going to cover it.”
Nodding, not saying anything, Harry understood that. After a couple minutes, he asked, “Am I going to have a set class schedule like they do in school or is it going to be done another way?”
“No, there's going to be no set schedule. Part of that will be because of the illness. The other part is what the three of us have to do some days. We'll get it all in, never fear, it'll just be as we can work with it, nothing more. Narcissa doesn't have as much to do, so she'll probably be working with you a little more than Tom and I.” Lucius explained.
“That works,” Harry told him, grinning slightly.
“Good. Now that you know what's going on, we'll let you relax a while then we'll get started.” Lowering his voice into something almost conspiratorial, he said, “We're even going to give you your first flying lesson this week, just like the other first years. The day you seem to feel the best, we'll do that. You won't do much, obviously, just learn the basics and go a couple feet up, but you'll get it. Narcissa will be there so we don't have to worry about her complaining. Just keep in mind, until you feel better, it won't be more than that.”
Shifting around excitedly, Harry grinned from ear to ear. He couldn't wait for that!
Whispering, Lucius told him, “Tom and I have a broom for you. We won't give it to you until we're sure you're well enough to fly it on your own, but you have one. It's something we wanted you to know. After all, you can't be magical without a broom. Just—don't tell Narcissa you know.” Looking at the grinning young man, he winked.
Unable to stop grinning, Harry nodded vigorously, but didn't say a word. Oh, that was brilliant, that's for sure!
Still smirking, Lucius patted his leg again then leaned back. “I know it'll be boring without Draco around, but we'll ensure you get out and have some fun, don't worry. Won't be the same, of course, but we'll manage something. Plus, you'll have to spend time each day now writing to him. That'll help you get used to the quill instead of your normal way.”
“Yeah, it's not going to be the same without Draco, that's for sure,” Harry sighed.
“Oh, we'll manage to come up with things to do, never fear. Forays out to places like museums and such are already planned for when you feel up to it, things that are educational. There are many excursions in the offing, Harry. We can't be as exciting as Hogwarts, of course, but we shan't let you get bored.” Lucius told him.
“Muggle museums or Wizarding ones?” Harry asked, curious. Right now, he didn't know if there were Wizarding ones and if there were he wanted to see them.
“Wizarding, of course,” Lucius told him with a nod. “Plenty to do and see in those. Plus, they are something you'll like and can learn from.”
“I'll like that,” Harry told him firmly.
“It's something we want to take you to as well. You won't get the exposure to some things in our world the way you would at school. Though we'll teach you much of it, you can learn more from such outings and it'll give you a good history of it. We all like that part. It'll just take you feeling a little better before we attempt such things. I'm sure you understand that.”
“I do,” Harry conceded. In places like that, he wanted to be able to walk around and explore, something he couldn't do right now. So, waiting was for the best.
Settling back, shifting around to get comfortable, Lucius then began to talk about what they were going to try that day while Harry relaxed. Normally, after this round of potions, the young man dozed for an hour or so. They were going to wait for that to finish to start the days lessons.

Sitting at the Slytherin table with Ron and Blaise, Draco was grinning at the box of chocolates in front of him. This was something he hadn't expected, but he liked it. Harry had, with his parents help he was sure, signed up for Honeydukes to send him chocolate once a week. The note with it was in his mother's handwriting, but it was something Harry would say, something to the effect of we had to do something for you since we can't be together like we used to. He liked this. It also meant they were going to have to do something nice for Harry as well. After all, he would be stuck at home almost all the time and not able to get out.
Breakfast has just finished and they were now waiting for Professor Snape to deliver their schedules so they knew what they were doing that day. This he couldn't wait for. After all, it was going to be the first time that he learned to do real spells with his wand. That was exciting. Right now, Severus was down at the other end of the table starting with the seventh years with what was needed. While he worked his way in their direction, Draco talked with Blaise and Ron. Honestly? He liked the two. Neither of them did what his other so-called friends had, just be there to suck up and let him boss them around. No, they talked to him, about all kinds of stuff.
The night before, as anyone would expect, none of them had slept well. After all, it was the first time away from home for an extended period of time and some homesickness had happened. So, the three of them had sat up talking. That had been great. He learned all kinds of things about them and they him. They talked about that most of the night, but some about Harry as well. He told them about how sick he had been when he first arrived. Yes, he knew he had to be careful about what he said, but he was and stayed away from what he knew not to say. That talk, even to him, seemed to point out that these two were going to be better friends than any others he had, aside from Harry that was. No one, anywhere, was like Harry.
Sitting there, he looked at Ron who was rereading the letter his parents sent him, grinning slightly. So far, the redhead hadn't said much about it, but he looked happy. Quietly, Draco asked, “Are they good with the Sorting or having fits?”
Looking up at his new friend, grinning a little bigger, Ron said, “They're fine with it. Percy wrote to them, of course, from what they said. He had fits. No shock there. So did Fred and George though. They like the two of you and told them that. Mostly it's just the house doesn't matter thing and we won't judge. That's good. I imagine mum had some kneazles at first, but dad probably worked with her on it.” Folding the letter back up, he tucked it in his robes, still smiling. “I expected a big blowup there. I like this.” Stopping, he glanced over Draco’s head to the table on the far end where his brothers were and chuckled, “Dad said it'll probably do me good to be away from them. I agree. I've always been—well, you can imagine, in their shadow, especially the twins. I like this better.”
“It's better,” Draco told him with a firm nod. “No one in our house is going to give you a problem or go by that nonsense. Don't worry about it. We stick together. Your last name doesn't matter. Besides, you'll have more fun this way and not have to worry about what any of them say about whatever.”

“Especially Percy!” Ron agreed, grinning. “He's worse than Ginny when it comes to telling on you and whatever you might do. The only ones he doesn't do that with are Fred and George. I think he might be a little afraid of what they might do to him in his sleep.”
Chuckling at that, Draco shook his head, grinning, “Yeah, I don't see those two being afraid of much, honestly. I do see them getting revenge though.”
“They do, trust me they do,” Ron told him pointedly with a firm nod.
“This way you get to just sit back and observe,” Blaise added, grinning a little himself.
“Much safer that way,” Ron told him firmly. He was about to say something else when Professor Snape came up to them with their schedules. Though excited, he was anxious about this as well.
Passing out the schedules to the first years, Severus said, “On there are not only the class lists, but a small map that will help you get to them. Pay attention to it as it'll show you right where you are and point out where you need to go. It's a standard suggestion that the first years stick together when going to class for the first week so you get there on time and don't get lost. I would advise that. Also, listen to the older students when they tell you about staircases, trick stairs and the like. Many of them know just what to avoid and what can get you there faster. After the first week, you should be fine and won't have any more problems. Just make sure to avoid Peeves the poltergeist. He is one that won't help and will be more apt to get you in trouble. As with everything else, if you have any problems or questions, feel free to come to me. I'll give you any assist I can.” After making sure that there were no questions, he swept off to get ready for his first class.
Looking down at the schedule in his hands, Draco nodded then said, “Right, you lot, let's get to the dorms, get our stuff and head out. We don't want to be late for our first class.” Standing, he started towards the door.
Following Draco's lead, Ron and Blaise followed while looking at the map attached to the schedule to see how far they had to go and what might cause them problems.

Sitting in his office, Severus was reading over the letter Lucius had sent hidden in the papers from the Healer. Shaking his head, he rubbed his eyes in a weary way. This wasn't good, he knew that. Quirrell—there was something off there, all of them knew it. This though—he didn't know what it could be. He was going to have to pay attention nevertheless, that's for damned sure. He knew that the stone Dumbledore had in the castle, something he didn't like to start with, was an item that would probably draw the other one out. How this related to Quirrell though he didn't know. He would keep an eye on it, however. It also meant that he was going to have to keep close tabs on Draco as well. Harry would be the big concern, of course, but as he wasn't here right now and Draco was attached to him in a close way, he was sure that the other side of this mess wouldn't be above using Draco to further their agenda. That made him feel slightly ill and outraged all in one.

Putting the letter in a locked and warded drawer, he thought it over, staring down at his desk. He was more than capable of keeping an eye on Draco most times, but he was going to need help. That's where the problem was coming in. He didn't know who to trust or how to go about it. Nor could he reveal much to some, especially those on staff. Shaking his head, he sighed. There was also the fact that he couldn't do too much overly suspicious because of what they all knew was coming.
Rubbing his eyes in a tired way, he decided he would get Draco alone at some point and impress upon him to keep on his toes then report anything at all odd to him. The only other thing that came to mind was to galvanize his Prefects to keep a close eye on the first years. If he worded that right, invoking Harry's name and the problems that may come from their friendship with him, it might work to have some extra eyes on the situation. He would wait on that though. Tonight they had the first staff meeting after the start of term. Dumbledore was supposed to fill some of them in on what was going on with the stone. When he learned what he needed, he would send it off to Tom then go from there. For now, he would just get with Draco alone and keep an eye on the young man. That was the best he could do. There was no sense in stirring up everyone, thus causing suspicion, over something he didn't know exactly what it was yet.
Deciding to go with that, he would send Lucius a cryptic note to pass on to Tom along with the next set of potions so the two were aware of his plans. If they had advice or wanted something else done, he would work from there. For now, this would be fine.
Shuffling his papers around, he began to focus on what Harry's healer had sent then began to make notes on what he needed to brew and things related to it.
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