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Gnarus Verum	By : caressedbythorns Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1485 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I 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. I make no money for this writing, this is purely a work of fiction

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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: After regaining his memories Harry tries to juggle the task of finding and destroying the shadow cult that has captured Draco while helping Teddy control his ever expanding powers. H/D Slash sequel to Reperio Verum.

Warnings: First of all this will contain slash for those of you who are not a fan you will be disappointed. This is the second 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. Chapter Specific warning! There is torture in this chapter! You have been warned.

Gnarus Verum

Book Two of the

Verum Increbresco

Trilogy

Chapter Two

Laqueus Sententia

Andromeda’s tear stained face was the first thing Harry saw as he woke. The brunette was kneeling over him on his bed shaking him violently.

“Wake up! Wake up!” She yelled raising her hand to slap him.

Harry caught her tiny wrist in his hand and yanked her off him. “What the hell Andromeda?” He barked sitting up and staring at the sobbing form.

“He won’t wake up. All he does is scream.” She whispered looking brokenly down at her hands.

Hermione chose that moment to burst in to his room. “Harry there’s something wrong with Teddy. We think he is lost in a vision.” Hermione grabbed him, pulled him off the bed and pushed him in to the hall. “Madam Barns is already with him but she needs you. Go I’ll deal with Andromeda.” Hermione finished slamming his door behind him.

Harry felt his heart race as he ran down the corridor to Teddy’s room. He couldn’t find his voice, couldn’t comprehend what was going on. Teddy’s stuck in his dream? Harry sighed and stopped in front of the large double doors that lead to Teddy’s room.

Screams drifted through the heavy doors. Teddy’s screams… Harry threw the doors open striding into the chaotic room.

Narcissa was kneeling next to Teddy her face nearly touching his own. She was chanting something Harry couldn’t make out.

Madam Barns was busy at Teddy’s dressing table mixing what looked to be a poultice into a rather gruesome looking bowl that seemed to be a human skull.

Ron stood just to the Madam’s left, handing her ingredience as needed.

And Teddy, Teddy thrashed, he screamed, he tried to rip the bonds that held him to his bed. His little body was sweating profusely, soaking the sheets around him. His hair stuck fast to his forehead, the dark locks contrasting sharply with the deathly pale skin beneath.

“AHHHH!” Teddy screamed dislocating one of his arms as he bolted upwards.

Narcissa grabbed him and pushed his little body back on to the bed. “Get over here Harry I need you!” She cried giving him a sharp look.

He moved as though in a trance to stand next to her struggling form.

“Well grab him you idiot!” She yelled grabbing his arm harshly, shaking.

Harry started and realized what he was seeing. He quickly grabbed Teddy, holding him down as he thrashed harder.

“AHHHHH!” Teddy screamed again as Narcissa wrenched his arm back in socket.

“Hold him fast; we don’t want him tearing something.” Narcissa snapped her hair falling loose of its bun.

Harry felt Teddy’s little arms strain under his restraint, his joints creaking in protest of their confinement.

“Is your concoction done yet Madam? I can’t keep his mind together much longer! He is in so much pain, it’s too much!” Narcissa pleaded with the older women, her polite words underlying the fear that laced every utterance.

“A moment more Narcissa child, only a moment more. Hold him fast Mr. Potter wouldn’t want to have to mend any bones.” The sure quiet calm he heard in the woman’s voice calmed him slightly. She seemed to know what was happening, once Teddy was well he would know what this was.

“Ah ha!” The seer exclaimed as she took the strange bowl in her hands and almost ran to the bed. “Move now Mr. Potter quickly!” She exclaimed. Harry through himself from atop his godson and watched as she climbed in his place shoving the foul smelling green liquid down Teddy’s throat. “Ahh yes there’s a good lad.” She whispered as he began to drink. The flailing had stopped and his skin seemed to be gaining ti’s rightful tone.

“Will he be alright Madam?” Narcissa asked her voice quiet and tired.

“I believe so Narcissa. Mr. Potter you did well. Why don’t you go dress yourself and meet me in here afterwards. Narcissa and I need to check Teddy’s vitals, go on now he will be sleeping most of the day after what just happened.” The older woman shooed him from the room. In his dazed state Harry made it back to his bed room before he remembered Andromeda.

HP

Everything hurt. Teddy watched as another red hot poker was brought close to his face. Inside he trembled screamed begged someone to help him but he kept his mouth shut.

“Maybe I should force this little present into those pretty green eyes of yours seer.” His captor hissed, his rough cockney rouge made Teddy pull away in revulsion.

All over his body were long thin burn marks from the red hot poker. They throbbed and burst with puss.

“But then that might just hurt that pretty little gift of yours. And the big bosses don’t want that, oh no they want you alive, they do.” He growled stalking around the little form.

“You’re a pretty little thing ain’t you? Even all burnt up you make a pretty little site. Maybe I take some of my payment from you hmm?” Teddy’s mind screamed in protest.

“That can be arranged.” The aristocratic voice of his captor rang though the room. Teddy had never seen this mans’ face as it was always covered by a golden mask. “I don’t think breaking his body will harm his sight.” He sounded peaceful even uninterested. Teddy glared at him hate filling his eyes.

“And it will most likely help to break this rather remarkably strong will he seems to have.” He commented as though Teddy couldn’t hear him.

“The brunette boy growled, the first sound aside from screams he had uttered since they had taken him.

“Oh yes. You may do as you like with him. I believe it will be my pleasure to watch this show.” The strange masked man nodded at his torturer.

The large burly form came in to his sight. He held hand cuffs and what looked to be a long silver bar. Teddy tried desperately to get his hands free. To be able to fight what was coming. Nothing budged.

“Now, now pet don’t fight us then. It’ll be real sweet, I promise.” The man crooned his face lit with glee.

Teddy felt the last of his tattered clothing pulled away, he shut his eyes tight against the sight of the disgusting man.

“Open those pretty little eyes or this’ll be that much worse for you. I’ll break every bone in your body pretty pet.” He crooned again. Teddy opened his eyes slowly looking at his captor over the burly man’s shoulder.

He felt the cuffs bite in to his skin and then his legs were forced apart. He struggled wildly trying to stop this. Pain he could handle but this?

“Don’t fight it little one it will only make it worse.” Again the man crooned.

“You can stop this Teddy, just tell me how to get in to Potter Manor and I’ll let you live in the little world I’ve created.” The masked man winked at him conspiratorially.

Teddy spit in his direction turning his head to look at his torturer.

“So be it.” The masked man laughed and took a seat in the far corner.

Teddy felt his body being breached, he pain was inexorable. It felt as though he was being torn apart from the inside. He screamed. The high pitched unearthly sound reverberated off the rafters. Torture had been one thing, that he could hide from in the layers of his mind but this. He had no defenses against something to primal, so personal. Suddenly a hand was on him stroking him making him harden against his every wish.

“Come on now pet enjoy it.” The disgusting thing inside him whispered smiling widely. Teddy cried as pleasure was wrought from his over sensitized body.

Teddy tried his best not to respond tried to focus in to on the pain, but there was so much and he couldn’t help it as his teenaged hormones took over and sent him careening over the edge of pleasure.

“There now that wasn’t so bad.” The thing still buried inside him placated. He felt himself wretch, his head was forcibly turned away.

“Now that’s not very nice.” The masked man told him tutting as if Teddy was a naughty child. “All we want is peace Teddy. You say the word and I stop this.”

He felt his resolve slipping but he couldn’t, wouldn’t let Harry down.

“No.” he ground out past bloody lips glaring at the man in front of him.

“Continue.” The mask man said smiling wickedly at him.

Later hours later Teddy watched the masked man pace before him. He was hanging naked in the middle of the room. his tormenter had left him and now only his captor remained.

“Why won’t you help me Teddy?” He asked softly, his voice laced with honey. “I knew your parents, I don’t want to hurt you. But it’s obvious Harry Potter helped you get your memories back.” He whispered his masked face coming close enough for Teddy to smell his acerbic breath.

“Where are we, who are you?” Teddy whispered looking strait in to sapphire blue yes.

“Well I suppose telling you that at this point can’t hurt anything…” He whispered.

HP

Hermione was sitting in his arm chair when he arrived back to his room, her long curly hair in disarray.

“Where is Domeda Mione?” He asked stepping towards the obviously distraught figure.

“I’m not sure.” She whispered stairing at him helplessly.

“She hit me over the head with a vase and when I came to she was gone.” Hermione explained. “What’s gotten in to her Harry. She was raving as though she were mad.” Hermione explained looking faint.

“It will be okay Mione, she can’t leave the house without my permission the wards won’t let her. She’s here somewhere.” He tried to comfort his friend kneeling in front of her.

He heard another set of footfalls behind him and tensed worried that Andromeda may have returned. Instead he heard Ron’s telltale whistle.

“What happened in here?” He asked coming to stand next to his wife and Harry.

Harry stood then and allowed Ron to take Hermione into his arms.

“I think the spell I was telling you all about is affecting Andromeda.”

“Like a side effect from muggle medicine?” Hermione asked sniffing.

Harry nodded and turned to stare into the fire. “We need to find her. I think we have our first candidate to regain their memory.”

Hermione sniffed louder but said nothing.

“We’ll wait outside Mate, get some proper cloths on then join us. I think we need to talk to Narcissa before we go making decisions like that.” Ron argued steering Hermione from the room.

Harry sighed but nodded in consent. He knew Narcissa would agree with him. It was really the only thing to do.

HP

“Let me get this straight.” Narcissa bit out slowly thirty minutes later. “You want to allow my sister to be attacked by starving dementors in the hope that she will regain her memory?” Her perfectly pronounced words were like knives.

“Uh well basically.” Harry stuttered.

The blond woman looked irate her breathing labored eyes shining.

“How does that sound in any way like a good idea?” She asked glaring at him venomously.

“Mr. Potter is right Narcissa and you know it.” Madam Barns’ voice cut through the tension. “It’s worked once, and if this spell really is driving dear Andromeda crazy there is not much left to us.” She pushed her long grey locks from in front of her eyes as she continued to look Teddy over.

“But Madam she could be killed!” Narcissa cried aghast.

“Yes and she could have killed Mrs. Weasley this morning. This is not something to play with Narcissa and you know it. Andromeda will have to be found and helped before she really harms someone.” Her tone left no room for argument. Harry felt himself relax, he was grateful to have the seer’s backing in this, there was no other way.

“I’ll go get George to help me look for her.” Ron volunteered.

Harry glanced at his friends they had been curled together in front to the fireplace on Teddy’s couch.

“Will Mione be okay now?” He asked not thinking.

“I will be fine Harry.” Hermione sounded decidedly annoyed. Her tone made Harry flinch.

“Sorry Mione I wasn’t thinking.” He heard Ron stifle a laugh and shot a glare at his friend. “Check in every thirty minutes, we don’t want you two lying somewhere unconscious as well.” Harry told him gruffly.

The red head nodded and left the room.

“Well this has been an eventful morning hasn’t it?” Madam Barns asked smiling at the assembled group.

“Will Teddy be okay?” Harry asked ignoring her happy attitude.

“Yes I do think so. He is weak but his mind was not shattered thanks to Narcissa.”

“What exactly tried to shatter his mind?” Harry asked walking to the bedside and sitting next to his godson. The open curtains let in the orange glow of the early morning sun, making Teddy’s face glow where they hit him.

“His powers did I suppose.” The woman explained. “He was given a vision of the future that included him; this took him out of the seers primary role as an observer. Teddy’s mind couldn’t tell that he was in a vision. So when he presumably was dying in the vision his body tried to die as well.” Harry stared unbelieving at the calm woman. “But not to worry the poultice I gave him will block his abilities temporarily. When he wakes we will look closely at this vision and decide whether it was a dream that got crossed with his gift or a true vision. Sometimes with ones so young and with so much power their imaginations can become linked to their gifts.” She finished turning and removing the soiled apron she had been wearing.

Harry nodded and placed himself next to Teddy. “I need to stay with him.” He told them quietly, taking his godson in his arms.

“Yes I suppose you do, with his Mother or Grandmother as it may be, off gallivanting around this mausoleum of a house. Now rest Mr. Potter and watch out dear Teddy. I will stay as well and guard you two.” The grey haired woman told him settling in to a chair next to the fire with her many ingredience and the strange bowl. “I’ll just mix someone poultice while we wait for the young man to join us again.”

Narcissa took her place between her old teacher and Hermione a book in her hand. “Yes Harry you may as well sleep. I’m not sure how long it will be before Andromeda is found. We will wake you if you’re needed.”

Harry closed his eyes hoping that he would meet Draco in his dreams. Sadly all he was met with were shadows of what had been

HP

Draco walked the perimeter of their little prison. Pansy strolled next to him her pretty hair whipping around them both in the false wind.

“I wonder what’s out there.” Draco commented touching the solid barrier.

“Oh more countryside I expect.” Pansy replied flippantly.

Draco glared at her, she was becoming much to used to this place. “How are you so certain? Don’t you think that if we were really in the middle of a wide open field someone would have found us by now?” Draco glared at her.

She twirled in the winds as petals brushed against her skin. “Oh Draco I’m sure Harry is trying, you didn’t exactly pick the brightest wizard to save us though did you?” She laughed melodiously and spun again. “It’s such a lovely day I’m sure they are coming.”

Draco glared hotly at her. “He is not stupid Pansy if we were really in the English country side he would know.” He snapped stalking off. Behind him he could hear her please for him to come back but he just continued running.

Tears wetted his hit cheeks. How could she be so happy here? He supposed she was just getting used to it but he couldn’t make himself do likewise. It seemed like a betrayal of Harry’s trust. If I enjoy it here then I’m as good as saying I wish Harry wouldn’t find us. He though venomously at himself. This is a prison, this is a prison. He continued this mantra in his head as he pushed the door to their domicile open and ran to his room. He slammed the door shut behind him and collapsed on to the floor.

End chapter two

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