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Harry Potter and The Hidden Agenda	By : emeraldisle Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 16324 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Draco sat outside the room lost in thought for some time. He couldn't believe Potter's family had treated him like that. How the hell had he survived, he wondered, because he knew from the memories he'd seen that this was not the first time they had done something like this. Then again he wasn't sure how Potter had still been alive when he'd found him. Thinking about the abuse Potter must have gone through his thoughts went back to his own parents. Yes, he'd been under the imperious curse and his father had used the cruciatus curse on him, but he'd never been crucioed for more than thirty seconds at a time nor had either of his parents physically struck him. They never would have confined him with chains or bars on the window. Yes, he'd been restricted to the estate, but that was the extent of it. He had always thought his parents had been horrible, but now he had some perspective to it and even though he knew they weren't the best he knew they could have been far worse. He could not imagine what all Potter had gone through. In fact he didn't want to imagine it if this was an example of it. He reached up to rub his hands over his face, sighing in disgust. Crossing his arms over his chest he rested his head against the wall while he tried to think of anything else but what he'd seen that day. He desperately wanted to get rid of the images that were burned into his memory from earlier. He closed his eyes and started going over potion ingredients. He needed something to distract his mind and this was innocuous enough to work.

Draco didn't even realize he'd dozed off until he felt a hand on his shoulder. He jumped up; his wand coming out quickly to point it at Snape. "Merlin," he muttered as he put his wand away. "How is he?" he asked. He could see his godfather was even paler then usual and the dark circles under his eyes were even more pronounced. Snape looked like he was drained and ready to fall over from the work of healing Potter.

"Potter has used up one of his nine lives tonight," Snape tried to say with his usual sneer, but the bite just wasn't there. He was far too exhausted both physically and mentally to play the part of Snarky Potions Master. He motioned for Draco to sit back down and he conjured a matching chair to sit in beside him. "If it were not for his magic he would have died some time ago. It appears in the past his magic kicked in to heal what it could, but this time the damage was too severe. It attempted to do so of course but... Draco I have no idea why you were there, but if you had not found him when you did he would have been dead in a day, perhaps two at the most." While he'd worked on Potter he'd had to rethink everything he'd ever thought about the boy who lived. This was not a replica of James Potter and he'd been very wrong about the way Potter had grown up. As he healed him Snape had discovered the scars and indications of long term, ongoing abuse. He'd also been able to see that Potter had been malnourished, probably for all of his life. No wonder he was so short and skinny, Snape thought to himself with not only disgust for Potter's abusers but for himself as well, for not having seen what he should have long before today.

"Uncle Sev, I scanned his aunt's memories. I have a good idea of what was done to him over the years, but the uncle and cousin...they could have, when she was not there...how bad was it..I mean.." Draco broke off unsure of how to ask. He didn't even want to think of the possibility that Potter had been sexually abused as well. When he'd done the scan of the aunt he hadn't seen any memories that indicated it, but who knew what the uncle or cousin had done when she wasn't present.

"No, Draco. It appears in that instance Potter remains lucky. They stopped at doing that particular act however those areas of the boy's body were inflicted by blows and cuts," Snape told him. "I have healed all that was there, but it will take time for him to recover. I need to rest; I know where my room is," he told Draco so that he didn't need to escort him. "The house elf is going to watch him and let me know if he is distressed or wakes up although I do not expect him to wake until tomorrow evening, but one can never tell with Potter. Once he wakes we shall need to talk with him about what happened and who he wants to be informed about today's events. Those muggles..." he broke off, his voice stressed and filled with anger for Potter's family. He knew if he didn't stop there he would curse the family into oblivion. He looked over at his godson hoping he had his stoic mask in place but he seriously doubted it and was sure the worry and anger he felt was written all over his face. "What did you do to them after I left?"

"Nothing more than they deserved," Draco stated wishing now more than ever he had done far worse to the Dursleys. "I really wanted to AK'd them but I did not, although I was tempted to curcio them until they were ready to die, heal them and then start all over again. It would have served them right if I had, but I did not. Instead I used Nocens Somnium Transfero upon them. Each night they will have to suffer the nightmares they gave Potter, but they will be in his place in them. They will become the victim in the nightmares. I also used Parentes Severitas." He saw his godfather raise an eyebrow and stare at him. "I read about them both in a book in the library. Never thought I would use either one of them; I could not even imagine what I would ever use them for, but father made me memorize every curse in the book. Every summer he would have me read books and memorize the curses contained in them. Right now I am glad he did; never thought that would happen either but it did. Their son is in for a change in how they treat him. Uncle Sev they abused him as well, but in just the opposite way. They gave that boy everything; there were no restraints or limitations placed upon him. If you thought I was spoiled that boy has everyone beat. It will be a rude awakening for him."

"I am sure it will be," Snape stated as he stood up. "Get some sleep Draco. There is nothing more we can do tonight for the brat. Once he wakes I am sure he will keep us quite busy." Again he tried to use his usual sneer when talking about Potter but he just did not have it in him to do so. His perspective on the boy who lived had changed drastically and he now had to adjust. He walked down the hall knowing he was too exhausted at this point to think about it. Once he had some sleep then he would re-examine the situation and all he had learned.

Draco watched his godfather walk down the hall towards the room that had always been set aside for him. He stood up, but he did not move to his own room instead turning to go back in to look at Potter. He stood there watching him sleep for a few moments before moving a chair very close to the bed and sat down. He did not want Potter waking up with just a house elf for company. He turned to Tinsey who was standing only a few feet away. "Bring me a cup of tea please?" He asked of her adding please even though he knew she would do the order.

"Yes, Master Draco sir," Tinsey said in a soft voice not wanting to wake Harry Potter. She knew all about him from Dobby. He was a great wizard and she would do anything to help him. She apparated out with a soft pop coming back a few minutes later with a tray. She carried it over and set it near Draco. "Tinsey brought tea Master Draco. Tinsey also brought you some soup. Master Draco needs to eat if he is going to help Harry Potter sir. Is there anything else Tinsey can bring Master Draco?"

"No this is fine. Thank you Tinsey," Draco said keeping his voice low. "You may leave us alone for now. I know Uncle Sev asked you to stay, but I'll watch him for now. If you want you can come back in a couple of hours."

"Yes Master Draco sir," Tinsey said although she hadn't been sure when he first stated she could go she understood that she could come back. She apparated away planning to come back to check on both Draco and Harry.

Taking the tea in hand Draco sipped it while he continued to observe Potter sleeping. He set the cup down and sighed. "Not sure why I am sitting here Potter. Not like you will know that I am sitting here, but I thought you might like to have a face you know here when you wake. I would have said a friendly face but I know you do not think of me as a friend, at least not yet. I hope that will change. I know our past dealings with one another were not the best. I would like to blame it all on the Imperius Curse my father placed on me, but I cannot do that. When we first met I was a conceited, over-bearing prat. I know that now. I cannot blame you for turning me down when I offered you my hand. I deserved the snub and of course things went down from there." Draco sighed and reached for his tea. Sipping it he kept his eyes on Potter thinking that the other boy looked so different without his glasses. He wondered what it would be like to see those emerald green eyes staring at him with nothing to hinder the look. He shook his head at how his thoughts were going. He hoped to become friends with Po..Harry, if they were going to be friends he did need to start calling him by his first name. He hoped to become friends and that was if he was lucky. He was positive that Harry would never see him as anything more than that. He reached over and placed his free hand on top of Harry's; with his other hand he set the empty tea cup back on the platter. He knew he should eat, but he wasn't hungry at this point. He left his hand on Harry's as he leaned back in his chair so that he was comfortable while he watched the even rise and fall of Harry's chest.

It was some time later that Draco slowly woke back up. He wasn't sure when he'd drifted off to sleep but he knew even less what had woke him up at this time. Shifting in his seat he realized his hand was now intertwined with Harry's. A soft smile appeared on his face as he looked at their hands and felt a warmth spread through him that he'd never experienced before. He liked the feel of his hand like this even though he doubted once Harry woke up it would happen again. He reached over and brushed the hair back from Harry's forehead, his eyes going to the scar there without really thinking about it.

Sighing softy Draco leaned back in the chair once more. "You scared me last night Harry. I think you even scared Uncle Sev," he told him softly. He looked past the bed a bit embarrassed at admitting such feelings even though Harry was asleep. "I doubt you will remember anything I am saying now or for that matter earlier, but I did mean what I said. I am sorry for all that transpired between us. I was a right bloody git to you and others," he admitted softly. "I should never have antagonized you or your friends, well maybe Weasley, but the Weasleys and Malfoys have had bad blood between us for several generations. Might as well tell you the story; see once upon a time there was Anne Malfoy and William Weasley. They were engaged to be married at the age of twelve, it was all arranged actually, but from what I understand they were all right with it. At least they were until their final year at Hogwarts and then all bloody hell broke loose. A few months before they were to graduate Anne was found out to be pregnant. She claimed it was Weasley's and naturally enough Weasley denied it. A paternity spell was done and it turned out to be his, but he refused to marry Anne; then to add insult to injury he refused to return her dowry. There's been bad feelings between the Weasleys and Malfoys ever since. Not that it really matters right now. I just wanted to explain why I probably would have still been a git to him, but I should have given the others a chance. I would like to think I would have if not for what father had done, but that is a story for another time." Draco felt the hand about his tighten and his eyes quickly went to Harry's face to see green eyes staring at him. He wondered how long Harry had been awake and listening to him. "Harry," he said softly, leaning forward to make sure he heard if the Gryffindor responded. His heart started racing as he waited for a response of any sort from him.

Harry gave an attempt at a smile while his hand squeezed Draco's. "Thanks, Malfoy," he managed to get out. His throat was hoarse and dry making his voice barely audible, but he hoped that the other boy heard it. He shifted slightly still clinging to Draco's hand; he then closed his eyes to drift off once more.

Nocens Somnium Transfero: Nightmare Transfer

Parentes Severitas: Severe Parents
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