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Through the Fire	By : Giovanna Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 25821 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 12
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Chapter List
- 19
- 20
- 21
Chapter 20 – Secrets
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The dungeons are silent save for the hissing snakes, Harry does not move from the wall he is leaning against. “Harry Love, what are you doing down here?” Draco asks.
Harry says nothing but raises a brow at Draco’s question. “I recall asking you the same question a few seconds ago. Draco, Love” He says stressing the word love.
Draco looks at his mate, feeling annoyed. Harry is keeping secrets from him, but so am I. However, my secrets will bring a smile on Harry’s face. Why do I feel as if I am going to need justification for my actions. Draco ignores his father and uncle, walking over to Harry, “How exactly did you get those snakes inside of the old man?” Draco asks.
“That’s not important,” Harry tells him. “I had the means and opportunity.” Harry shrugs his shoulders nonplussed, “So I did it,” Harry stops and squints his eyes and peers into Draco’s face. “My question is why do you have a problem with it?” Harry snaps. “The old man was a nuisance and made my life a living hell. Or would you have preferred to have him around longer and continue to fuck with our lives?” Harry says and with each word his voice gets louder.
Draco looks at his mate and says the words that he knows he will regret later, “Watch your tone Submissive, as your Dominant you will show me the respect I deserve,” he growls at Harry. “I, along with everyone in the castle, are concerned for you Harry.” Draco says in a softer tone.
“Draco, you may be my Dominant but don’t you ever pull that card on me again.” Harry fires back. “And there is nothing to be concerned about. I am fine.”
Draco scoffs at Harry’s statement, “You are far from fine. You snap at everyone that says the smallest thing to you. You walk around with an angry scowl permanently on your face these days.” Draco yells while he rests his hands gently on Harry’s shoulders. “You my love, are far from fine.” Draco steps closer to Harry and cups his cheeks. “I’m here when you are ready to talk about whatever is bothering you.”
Harry shrugs off Draco’s hands. “Do you really want to know what’s bothering me?” Harry shouts at him. Draco folds his arms and nods his head. The expression on Harry’s face tells him that despite their audience Harry is going to say what is on his mind. “What do you expect when your mate does not find you sexually attractive!” Harry yells.
“Where the bloody hell did you get that idea from?”
“Oh I don’t know, maybe the fact that you refuse to fuck me.” Harry says sarcastically. That is proof enough to him that Draco doesn’t desire him.
Draco sighs then raises his hands and pinches the bridge of his nose. “Harry, Love I told you why we have not had sex yet.” He says trying to placate his irate mate. Draco suspects that with Harry’s mating heat fast approaching, he cannot put it off any longer. I need twenty four hours to find Sirius and then I will fuck Harry to his and my content. “I want us to formally bond before we take that next step. We both agreed that we will wait until we get to know each other better.”
“That's the thing Draco,” Harry snaps again. “I know more about you than anyone else has a right to. And I am not talking about your favorite color or meal, I am talking about the real you.” Harry tone softens.
At Harry’s tone all Draco wants to do is pull Harry into his arms and comfort him. However, Harry’s look says back the fuck off. “I know you do Love, I’m just asking for a little more time.”
“Time! How much time Draco? When I’m fucking old and grey? When I cannot give you kits? How long should I wait until you decide to pull your head out of your arse?” Harry stops his rant and his face turns up into a scowl worthy of Severus Snape. “Maybe I should find someone who is willing to actually mate with me, because you certainly won’t.”
“The hell you will!” Draco growls, he feels his nails turn into claws and his fangs elongate. “You are mine Harry and no one else will have you.” Draco pulls Harry into a bruising kiss. Draco’s fangs graze Harry’s lips, drawing blood. His claws sink into Harry’s robes, tearing them just a bit. Harry moans and melts under Draco’s touch as his body molds into his arms and opens eagerly for the kiss. They ignore the fact that they are in the dungeons with a dying or already dead Albus Dumbledore. They ignore the fact that Draco’s father and uncle are still in the room. The only ones they cared about are each other. When Draco pulls away from the kiss and stares down at Harry, his lips are swollen and red from the blood. Draco bends down and licks Harry’s lips, lapping up the small bit of blood. Draco never takes his eyes off his beautiful mate. Harry groans and his breath comes out in pants and his beautiful green eyes cloud. Harry is a passionate being that should never be taken for granted. Draco yearns to explore Harry and mate fully with him just as much as Harry. But he wants it to be perfect.
Draco rests his forehead on Harry’s, his eyes still looking into Harry’s clouded and passion filled eyes. “I love you Harry, I want no one else but you. I know you are eager for us to take the next step,” Harry opens his mouth to speak however, Draco stops him by placing a finger to his lips to stop him. “I want you just as bad as you want me. But I want your first--I mean our first time together to be special. Not something rushed because we have to mate. Does that make sense?” Harry nods his head in understanding and Draco captures his lips once more, this time kissing him softly. When they pull apart Harry smiles up at Draco then steps back.
“Draco, I love you too.” Harry says with a smile that Draco does not like. “But your kisses as sweet and as mind blowing as they are, did not work. I will concede on us waiting when it comes to our bonding.” Harry tells him. Draco opens his mouth to speak but Harry stops him by placing a finger gently on his lips. “You still have not told me what you all are doing down here.”
Draco sees no cause delaying the inevitable and sets out to reveal why they are down here, opening his mouth only to be stopped when his father speaks up.
“We came down here to question Dumbledore of the whereabouts of the Dark Lord’s soul pieces. It seems the Headmaster was trying to find them on his own.”
If Draco could kiss his father at that moment he would, for being the prince of Slytherin you sure did not think quick on your feet. Harry looks skeptically at the three of them, showing his disbelief.
“Did he say anything of use before my pets tore out of him alive?” Harry asks as he steps out of Draco’s arms and watches as he speaks to the snakes. Draco shivers; no matter how many times he’s hears Harry speaks parseltongue it arouses him. It is especially arousing when he speaks it when I’m sucking his brain through his cock.
The three men in the room raise a brow at Harry calling the snakes his pets as if hearing their thoughts he says, “I know what you are think and no I am not the next Dark Lord in training. I figured that since I am the only parseltongue I may as well claim them.” Harry tells them as he walks over to the cell; the barrier is still in place separating the snakes from the three men. “So did he?”
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No one answers his question, “What exactly did you do to him?” Severus asks.
“If I tell you, you have to promise not to go researching it,” Harry waits for Severus to agree. He turns back to look at the snakes, “Grandpa Sal developed a potion a long time ago when he wanted to get revenge on his enemies.” Harry smirks at the look on Severus's face. “This potion has the ability to mask itself in the most undesirable places. We tweaked it a bit in Dumbledore’s case by adding veritaserum so that he would not be able to lie to us. We also wanted the potion to have a long lasting effect and to have lasting consequences should he lie to any question we asked. With Dumbledore, we poisoned his beloved lemon drops with baby snake eggs that would hatch and grow inside of him until they had no other choice but to leave his body by any means necessary.” Harry says with a smile. “It was Grandpa Sal’s idea to string the eggs and set a time release on them so when he lied they would grow. The more he lied, the faster they grew.”
The whole time Harry is speaking his back is turned to the three men in the room, so he does not see the look on their faces. The shock and somewhat proud look of the three Slytherins that Harry would come up with and take part into something so sinister, so diabolical, so ingenious, so utterly Slytherin turns their shocked faces into smiles. Harry hisses at the snakes and ignores the other occupants in the room.
{Hello my lovelies, welcome to the world.}
{Master snake speaker} The black mamba is by far the largest. There is a grey drymarchon couperi and a white cobra. When Harry mixed the eggs with Dumbledore's lemon drops he never imagined the snakes would grow this big or be so beautiful. All three snakes look at him as if waiting for his command. Harry waves his hand and the barrier keeping his pets in disappear. Harry watches as the snakes immediately slither through the bars and surround him. Harry is so focused on his pets he does not see Lucius, Severus and especially Draco step back as far as they can go until their backs pressed against the dungeon walls.
Harry turns to the three others, “It appears I will not get any answers as to why you three are down here and my pets do not know.” He tsks and shakes his head. “I will leave you to your discussions for now.” Harry turns his head and stares at Draco, “I will not ask you any more questions today, but rest assured my Dominant, you will answer my questions later.” Harry turns and walks back into the cage where Dumbledore lies dead. Harry looks down at the man who was supposed to care for him, teach him and help him understand the things of this world. He feels nothing, not even hate. Harry closes his eyes and chants a few words in Latin; while he holds out his hand stacks of bound parchment appear suddenly in his grip. Harry stops chanting and places the stack of parchments on Dumbledore’s chest.
“My Lady, will you do the honors?” He asks out loud. In an instant Dumbledore’s body disappears. Harry turns and walks out of the cage leaving the three men to whatever they were doing before.
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When Harry walks out of the dungeons with his pets following behind him, Lucius is the first to speak up. “Draco my son, you have one scary mate. Are you sure he is the Submissive in the relationship?”
Draco chuckled, “Yes Father, I’m sure.” With a lustful smile he licks his lips wishing he could still taste his mate. “I would rather Harry be himself than pretend to be something he is not. It’s what makes me love him all the more. Some Dominant veelas want a boot licking Submissive, and others see a Submissive as only kit makers.” Draco says and shrugs his shoulders. “I want a mate that will fight with me when I’m wrong, and fight for me when I am right.” Draco looks to the closed dungeon door Harry just walked out of. “Harry is stubborn at times but he cares with his whole heart.”
Draco looks over to his father and sees pride shining in his blue eyes. His mother and father have a loving and respectful relationship. That is the type of relationship and bonding I want with Harry. A true mate, not a kit making incubator. I want to give Harry the world. Which is why finding Harry’s Sirius is so important to me. “Before Dumbledore died he gasped out something.” Draco says breaking out of his thoughts. “Did any of you hear what he said?”
Severus and his father shake their heads no, “Were you able to make out the words?” Draco is about to shake his head no when the memory of the snakes emerging from Dumbledores mouth flashes in and out of his mind. Draco shivers as he recalls the precise moment the snakes emerged, “G…ric low” Draco remembers hearing. He plays the words over and over in his head until they make sense to him. “Father, I could be wrong but I think Sirius is at Godric's Hollow.”
“It could not be this easy?” Asks Lucius.
“Why not?” says Severus. “No one knows that Sirius is alive, which is a miracle in itself. Have you ever heard of any person surviving the killing curse and the veil at the same time?” Lucius and Draco shake their head no. “Dumbledore was not a stupid man and I have been playing events over in my head,” Severus says. “And things are not adding up. We know Harry survived the killing curse as a child because of Lily.” Severus looks at the other two men. “So how is it that Sirius survived both?”
“There has to be some sort of explanation to all of this,” answers Lucius. “The only way we are going to get those answers is to find Sirius and ask him those questions ourselves.”
The other men are silent as they contemplate everything that has happened in the past few hours. Not one man has voiced or asked the other big question: where exactly did Harry send Dumbledore's body? “I have a feeling if we don’t find Sirius soon he will be truly dead this time,” Draco says breaking the silence.
“I agree. It’s settled then, we will leave immediately to find him.” Severus responds.
Draco shakes his head no. “It will have to be after Harry has fallen to sleep.” He tells them. “I’ve pissed him off enough for one night by keeping secrets about what we are up. I don’t need him more upset with me, his temper can be a bit deadly.” Draco says a bit worried of what will happen if they don’t find Sirius and Harry finds out in the end.
Lucius chuckles, “If you would just bond with him then he would be less deadly,” he tells his son.
“Do you really believe that Father, from what Uncle Sev says Lily Potter had a temper to match her red hair.”
“Harry might not have gotten her hair color but he definitely got her temper.” Severus interrupts with a smile on his face. “Your bonding will bring a lot of entertainment to me Draco.” He says with glee rubbing his palms together, “I cannot wait to see how you handle a pregnant Harry and his temper tantrums.”
Draco pales at the thought of Harry throwing a temper tantrum while pregnant. “Please Uncle Sev, one step at a time. Let’s find his godfather first.” Draco says and hurries out of the dungeon, Draco does not escape the booming laughter he hears from his father and uncle.
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Malfoy Manor Dungeons
Bellatrix LeStrange has never been one for formalities. She goes where she wants and does whatever she chooses. Bella’s greatest desire is to serve her Lord in every capacity. She would willingly follow him to the depths of Hades if he wished. When her Lord asks her to investigate why his Third in Command has not answered his summons, Bella wastes no time doing his bidding. Bella apparates to her sister’s home, needing no invitation she enters the Manor as if she owns it. Yet, when Bella walks through the floo her world goes black only to wake up in a dungeon cell under Malfoy Manor. Bella does not know how long she’s been in there. She is fed three square meals daily and kept clean. Her wand is broken and lays in pieces in front of her on the other side of the cell walls taunting her. She is powerless, not learning wandless magic has come back to bite her in her demented arse.
Foot steps alert Bella that she is about to have visitors. Whoever it is that has entered the dungeon stops in the spot that is covered in complete darkness, hiding the person’s face and gender. “Whoever you are, you better say your prayers because my Lord will come and save me.” Bella yells. The person chuckles as if what she said is nothing but a joke or delusion of grandeur. Before Bella can utter another word she is hit with a stunning spell that renders her unconscious. When Bella wakes again this time she looks around and notices she is no longer in her cell in the dark dungeons but in a forest. She looks up to see stars for the first time in weeks. Bella is not sure where she is exactly but tries to apparate only to realize she cannot. Bella for the first time looks down and notices that she has a wand in her hand and begins to cackle. Fools left me with a weapon. Soon I will be able to leave and return to my Lord's side. She raises her wand and prepares to send a Morsmordre when she hears whispers in the trees.
“Bella.” An unrecognizable voice chants her name over and over which stops her maddening cackles and she lowers her wand. Bella turns around in a circle to see who it is. Bella does not see anyone however, wasting no time and she starts to shoot spells all around her in hopes of hitting a target. When nothing or no one cries out in pain, Bella tries once more to apparate out. She pulls up her dress sleeve and cries out, her beloved Lord's mark is gone. Bella pulls off the sleeve of her dress on her other arm and again sees a bare arm. This cannot be, where did my Lord’s mark go? Bella puts the wand to her arm and whispers a finite incantatem. When nothing happens and her arms remain bare, Bella in a fit of rage begins to shoot every deadly curse she can think of into the air around her.
“Aww is poor itty bitty Bellatrix sad she no longer bares her Lord's mark?” says the same unrecognizable voice. “Such a shame, it was a vile thing to have on your body anyway.”
“Who said that?!” She yells, “Show yourself you bloody coward! Or are you afraid to take me one on one?!”
“Oh my dear Bellatrix, I am not afraid.” Says the voice as it gets closer to her. “I am just waiting for you to die.” Bella cannot believe it despite seeing it with her own eyes: Harry Potter walks out from the shadows of his hiding spot.
“Potter!” She yells, “You did this to me? Wait until I personally hand you over to my Lord.”
Potter laughs at her which angers Bella to no end. How dare this little pissant laugh at me?
“I will make you a deal Bellatrix, if you survive tonight I will let you take me to your Lord without so much as a fight.”
Bella screams and make as if to run towards Harry only to stop when three deadly snakes surround him. Harry tsks. “Do you take me for a fool woman?” He yells as he walks closer to her. The nearer he gets Bella notices that there is something different about the boy or should she say man. “I would love to sit and watch as my pets kill you.” Potter snarls at her. “It was your fault Sirius fell through the veil. I can still hear your cackling and you expertly yelling Avada Kedavra.” Potter tells her, the more he speaks the closer he gets and Bella can see the blazing anger in his green eyes. Bella admits to herself that seeing Potter like this scares and excites her at the same time. Potter looks vengeful and he reminds of her Lord. “Bellatrix I would gladly stand aside and watch as my pets devour your flesh and savor the sound of your screams after what you did to the only man I knew as a father. However, there is another that has asked for the right to kill you since it was him you wronged first.”
That could be anyone thinks Bella. Bella gains control of her raging feelings, “You will have to be more specific Potter, I have killed many in the name of my Lord.” She tells him nonchalantly.
“Oh I know dear Aunty Bella.” Potter chuckles, a different mood from just a few moments ago. His mood swings give her whiplash.
Bella snarls at him referring to her in such a familial way. Bella makes a move to attack Harry but his snakes who seem bigger all of a sudden stop her in her tracks again. “I am not your aunt.”
A smile plays over Potter’s lips. “Small technicality.” Potter says with a shoulder shrug. “Once Draco and I bond you will be my dearly departed aunt.”
Bella is about to ask what the bloody hell Potter is talking about when he speaks again. “Now I have a bit of advice for you. When I tell you to run you must obey because Bella, he is out for your blood and will not waste time dallying and talking to you like I have.” Potter reach out and lifts Bella’s face by her chin to force her to look into his face. When the hell did he get so tall? “You were beautiful once Aunty Bella, yet you let dark Magic and hate take away all that beauty.” Potter says to her in a gentle voice as if calming a crying child. “I hope you enjoy the life you lived because tonight will be the last time you cackle.”
While Potter spoke to her Bella pretended to be distracted, only to raise her wand to strike him. “You never learn do you?” Potter says to her then casts his eyes down. Bella follows his move only to see a silver dagger tip at her stomach. “I promised him I would not kill you but you are making it very hard Aunty Bella.”
Bella puts her wand hand down and backs away from Potter, “I am not afraid of anyone, if he is someone to fear why is he hiding?”
Potter smiles and for some reason his smile reminds her again of the Dark Lord when he is about to torture some idiot with the cruciatus curse. “Oh worry not dear aunt, he’s not hiding; he is just not here yet.”
“I don’t believe you and I will not stand here and listen to this foolishness anymore.” Bella screams at him. She does not chance raising her wand to strike him with a curse but the snakes that surround Potter seem faster and deadlier than even Nagini.
Potter sighs as if she is a child and a simple irritation, “Belief or not Bella, he is out for your blood. Your actions caused him to live the life of an orphan. To live with a woman that did not love or care for him as grandparent should.”
Bella’s eyes widen, no, it could not be him? Could it?
“Ahhh! I see you finally figured it out?” Harry asks.
“Potter,” Bella says as she holds back a chuckle. “You cannot seriously talking about that sniveling, spineless no good for nothing Longbottom.” Bella cannot help it and starts to belly laugh instead of that madden cackle she is known for. She laughs so hard she falls to the grassy ground and holds her midsection. “Are you telling me that I need to fear Longbottom, LONGBOTTOM!” She continues to laugh until tears roll down from her eyes.
“It’s funny, I heard a muggle saying once.” That got Bella’s attention as she quiets her laugh and looks up into Potter’s face. He unlike her is not laughing, his face reveals no emotion.
“What’s that Potter?” She asks through chuckles.
Harry bends down and Bella watches in fascination as the snakes move to give him an entrance closer to her. “It’s always the quiet ones you need to watch out for.” He whispers in her ear. “Oh and Bella you might want to run now because he’s here and he is pretty mad, as well he should be as his parents died three days ago.” Harry tells her then gets up and walks away and disappearing into the thickness of the forest.
Run little Bella, run for your life! whispers a voice through the trees of the forest.
Bella looks around and for the first time an emotion she has never felt before, even when she was sent to Azkaban, rushes through her. Fear is an emotion dark wizards and witches do not experience. They kill and torture without regret, without fear. Yet, tonight the once beautiful, once feared witch throughout all of Wizarding Britain experiences such an emotion for the first time. Without another thought Bella gets up and runs, she is not sure where she is going but she runs for her life.
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Two figures stand in the distance cloaked by thick leaves and watch as Bellatrix runs in circles. “How long are you going to let her continue to do that?” Harry ask.
“Not much longer.” Neville tells him sadly.
Harry looks over to Neville and sees the sad expression on his face. There are so many things they have in common. Harry guesses it is one of the reasons they get along so well. Another is because even before Harry found out about the betrayal of Ron and Hermione he found Neville easy to talk to. “Are you sure you are ready to do this?” Afraid for Neville, afraid for the step he is going to take. Taking another’s life leaves the stain of their blood on your hands. Harry looks down at his own hands as if he can see Dumbledore's blood on it.
Neville shakes his head, “No, is anyone ready to kill? How did you feel after killing Dumbledore?”
“I didn’t really kill him Nev.” Harry tells him as he caresses the scales of his pets. “But I know what you are asking.” Harry turns back and looks at Neville. “When I saw him lying on the cot I thought I would feel regret or pain. But I felt nothing; it was as if I was numb and not in one particular part of my body. I was numb all over.” Harry and Neville are quiet for a few minutes, “I am not going to talk you out of this Neville. If this is something you have to do, I will stand by you. If you change your mind and decide you want to turn her into the ministry to be prosecuted I will take her there myself.” Harry puts a hand on Neville’s shoulder. “I know this will sound hypocritical but make sure you are doing this for the right reason and that you can live with your decision.”
Neville stays quiet, both men stand in the same spot and continues to watch Bellatrix. They are in a muggle forest covered and hidden from all eyes under a magical dome. Harry and Neville made sure they placed an anti-apparition spell, they knew that was the first thing Bellatrix would try to do once she woke up. It was by luck and Voldemort's need to know why Lucius was not answering his summons that they caught her. Narcissa was more than happy to hand Bellatrix over to Harry. Narcissa told Harry and Neville that the Bella she knew died the day she began killing for the Dark Lord. Narcissa felt it is only right that Neville decide what Bella’s fate should be.
Some might deem it is cowardly on Narcissa’s part, yet Harry and Neville do not see it that way, self preservation is and always will be the Slytherin motto. Narcissa told no one that Bellatrix was at the Manor. The day Bellatrix showed up Narcissa knew why she was there. According to Narcissa, Bellatrix only shows up at the Manor when Voldemort sends her with an important message for Lucius. It was also Narcissa’s idea to glamour Bellatrix’s dark mark using the very language that made it. For Bellatrix to think she has lost her link to her Lord is detrimental. And from her reaction at not seeing her mark Harry has to agree. To safeguard herself after Harry and Neville took Bellatrix from the Manor, Narcissa closed it down and sent all the house elves to other Malfoy properties, while she went to Hogwarts under the guise of planning Harry, Draco, Neville and Blaise’s bonding ceremony. She makes a promise not to reveal what will happen tonight until it is finished and Bellatrix is dead.
Harry knows there is no love loss between Bellatrix and Lucius or Draco for that matter. Harry sighs as he thinks about his mate, tonight he lied to Draco. He told him he was fine and started a silly argument about Draco not finding him attractive. However, Harry could find no other way to divert Draco’s attention away from what was really bothering him. Helping Neville tonight, this was something they planned for weeks and now that the time is here he fears for his friend and brother. Harry worries about how this will change them both. Even with his worry Harry still wants to know what Draco, Lucius and Severus are doing in the dungeons. One day he and Draco will have to sit down and talk about the things they are holding back from each other.
“It would be so easy to let her go Harry.” Neville says breaking into his thoughts. “I have dreamt of doing this for so long. Dreamt of what I would do if I ever got the chance to avenge my parents. And now that I have one thirds of the Lestranges and I cannot let her go. I will never be able to live with myself if I turn her over to the ministry now. He will only find away to free her. I cannot let her live, Harry.” Neville does not wait for Harry’s response, he waves his hand and the trees obey and part for him. Harry watches his brother and friend do the one thing that he might come to truly regret which is take the life of another. Even if that life is Bellatrix Lestrange.
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Neville walks through the clearing just as Bellatrix runs around a tree and straight into his chest, bouncing back and falling on her arse. Bellatrix gasps as her eyes scans him from his long legs to his muscled torso to the deadly look in his eyes. “Well, well it seems you’ve grown Longbottom.” Neville notices Bellatrix trying to hide the wand behind her back. “And Potter says I need to fear you?” Bellatrix scoffs. “You’ve grown in height but you are still spineless just like your parents were that night.”
Neville does not respond nor does he take the bait at the jab about his parents. He continues to stare at Bellatrix. Neville raises his wand and points it at Bellatrix. “What, you are planning on killing an unarmed woman? I did not think you would stoop to something so underhanded.” Neville stares at the woman in front of him as his rage builds inside of him. His wand hand does not waiver and he does not let on that he knows she has a wand. “Itty bitty Neville Longbottom is the silent type,” Bellatrix taunts. “Who would have thought?” She asks rhetorically with a tilt of her head.
When Bellatrix notices that she is not getting anywhere with Neville she goes for the jugular. “Do you want to know what your mother’s last coherent words were before I turned her brains into mush?” Bellatrix smiles as Neville tries to mask his flinch at seeing her blackened teeth. He let Bellatrix think it was because she mentioned his mother. Neville watches as Bellatrix slowly gets up from the ground. She stands in front of Neville, wand posed at the ready and fires a stunning spell that he easily blocks. “I see you’re not as foolish as I first thought.” She cackles. “I’m going to almost regret killing you and bringing Potter’s lifeless body back to my Lord.” She tells him as she fires spell after spell at him.
Neville and Bellatrix begin to duel. He knows that the woman will not die easily and he does not expect to give in. Each spell she sends at Neville, he deflects. Bellatrix runs and hides behind a large tree trunks as she fires more spells. When she starts to utter the Avada Kedavra spell Neville shows his other talents and surprises Bellatrix. He waves his hand and a thick vine grabs her by the throat and lift her in the air and swings her around the trunk of the tree as if she is nothing but a rag doll. Neville watches as Bellatrix struggles to breathe, the wand in her hand falls at Neville's feet. Neville waves his hand again and more vines wrap around her legs then stretches her arms and suspends her a few feet in the air. When Neville finishes Bellatrix’s body takes the shape of an “X” as if she was hanging from a cross. “Let me down!” She screams and struggles to get loose of the vines that hold her. Her voice shakes and Neville knows she is scared.
Neville ignores Bellatrix’s screams and asks, “What were her words Bellatrix?”
Bellatrix stops her screams and looks down at Neville. “Why should I tell you? You obviously plan to kill me.”
Neville gives Bellatrix a look that says you just realized that? “Dear Bella whatever gave you that idea? Was it the fact that Harry told you to run or that you’ve realized that I can kill you by snapping my fingers?” Neville says then cocks his head to the side as if studying her and waiting for an answer to his ridiculous question. “For Voldemort's Second in Command, you are quite dense.” He says sarcastically.
“Do not speak my Lord's name!”
“Even at the cusp of death you are still loyal to a man who could not give two shits about you.” Neville tsks and shakes his head. “I can say his name all I desire. He is not a god, for Merlin’s sake.” Neville taunts her. “He’s just a man who found ways of cheating death.” Neville says as he lowers her down so that they are eye level. “Know this Bellatrix, your Dark Lord is going to die and maybe when he finds you in hell you two can live miserably ever after together.” Neville says with rancor. He waves his hands and sends her back to her original position a few inches off the ground.
“My Lord loves me, and he is a god. He will never die. I protect a part of him and it is where no one but I can get to it.” Bellatrix tells him as her lips trembles with each word.
Neville once again shakes his head, “You my dear have been living in a world called denial. Voldemort only cares for himself.” Neville hopes Harry is listening because if he is not mistaken Bellatrix knows where one of Voldemort's horcruxes are. Neville pretends as if he does not know what she is talking about. “Voldemort does not know the meaning of love. A child born from love potions does not have the capacity to love. The only thing they know is hate.” Neville rants at her.
“That’s not true,” Bellatrix screams, she sounds like a petulant child defending a parent. “My Lord knows how to love; it is why he shares a part of soul with me. It is why he gave it to me for safe keeping.”
“You talk as if Voldemort split his soul into pieces and gave it to you.” Neville eggs her on in hopes she will tell more precisely where she hid Voldemort's horcrux or at the very least what it looks like.
Bellatrix cackles, “He did and I am the only one who knows where it is. Not even my Lord knows where I put it.”
“You are madder than Voldemort.” Neville tells her. At least now they know for certain that Bellatrix is a keeper of one of Voldemort's horcruxes. Neville’s sure she will not reveal where it is. She has already given away too much. Neville decides to change the subject. He grows tired of their conversation.
“I will ask you once more, what were my mother's last words?” One of Neville’s vines with a very sharp tip like a sword starts to work its way up, between and around Bellatrix legs holding her steady.
Bellatrix’s breath comes out in hard pants, her face contorts as she looks down at Neville in fear. But hides it quickly with a evil smile. Neville can see it in her eyes, never in all her demented days did she think he would be the one to take her life. Bellatrix lives in a world where she believes the Dark Lord will save her and come to her rescue. The vine still twines its way up her leg as he continues to look at her waiting for the answer he seeks. Yet, even filled with fear Bellatrix begins to cackle. “You want to know itty bitty Neville? Her words almost touched my heart.” Bellatrix taunts him. Neville irritation spikes, her cackles annoys him. He rubs his forehead to try and stop the headache he feels forming.
“Heart! you have no fucking heart!” He yells at her. “If you did, you would not have done what you did.” Neville screams. His anger getting the better of him yet he did not care. He clench his hand into a fist and in doing so the vine around Bellatrix's leg tightens its hold. Neville ignores Bellatrix’s flinch and continues to express all of his hate and anger. “Because of your heartlessness and your need to please your Dark Lord,” Neville snarls at her. “You left me in the hands of a woman who tried to turn me into my father. A woman who hates the very sight of me. A woman who did everything in her power each and everyday to show me how she feels.”
Bellatrix laughs at Neville’s last statement. “Aww! What’s wrong little Neville did not live up to Granny’s expectations? Or maybe you are not man enough?”
Neville grows tired of her taunts, tired of his hurt, tired of everyone but Harry and Blaise seeing him as a coward. “Tell me my mother’s last words Bellatrix!”
Neville knows he is angry, yet even he does not know the full extent of his powers. The vines begin to rise out of the ground and slither up and around him like snakes or as if he subconsciously called them to him. Trees begin to shake and the wind begins to blow and swirl around he and Bellatrix. However, they remain untouched.
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Bellatrix hangs in shock, wondering where has all this power come from. Not even the Dark Lord is this powerful, Longbottom and Potter truly surprise her. Bella looks down at Longbottom remembering how she felt earlier, noticing that there was something different about him. Not his height or his built but the way he carried himself. Now she knows what it is. Neville Longbottom is no longer a child, he is a man; a man who has seen pain and has lived with hate and the heavy expectations of others. He has learned that not everyone or everything is as it should be. And that makes someone like Longbottom dangerous. Bella looks around and sees trees and vines at his command and realizes that they obey without him uttering a word. Vines swirls around them, bringing with it its own gusts of wind. Bella notices from her view up above that the color of Longbottom’s pupils have changed color from its unusual color to white. What else is at his command?
Bella sees no recourse but to reveal Alice Longbottom’s last words. This will be the moment she dies. Images flash in her mind and she sees herself laughing and killing those her Lord deemed unworthy. She has no regrets, Bella lived her life the way she wanted to, I suppose I have one regret I did not die at my Lord's side. “I turned my wand on you and your mother cried out and begged us not hurt you. She begged us to let you live, that she would take your place.” Bella begins. “Her last words were that she will love you even in death.” Bella is not sure that Longbottom can hear her with the loud wind swirling around them until he opens his mouth.
“Your words are too late Bellatrix LeStrange. And I have wasted too much time toying with you.”
I am sorry my Lord, I have failed you. Even in death I will continue to be your faithful servant.
With that last thought, Bella feels her end.
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Wind swirls around them, Neville feels different, completely different from when he got his inheritance. “I turned my wand on you and your mother cried out and begged us not hurt you. She begged us to let you live, that she would take your place.” Bella begins. “Her last words were that she will love you even in death.”
The words strike a chord in Neville but he does not show it. He was on his mother's mind even she lost a sense of who she was. “Your words are too late Bellatrix LeStrange. And I have wasted too much time toying with you.” Neville tells her, he does not care anymore. And he certainly does not care for her words. Neville knows his mother loved him. A mother's love supersedes all kinds of love. Lily Potter certainly proved that when she sacrificed herself for Harry. Now knowing that his mother did the same gives Neville the resolve to do what he set out to do. Neville knows without a doubt that if his mother had recovered she would have sacrificed herself for him once again. Neville knows from the reports that his mother withstood the cruciatus curse longer than his father. The healers at St. Mungo's remarked that in their last and finally hour his parents became lucid enough to want to be next to each other. They died holding hands, a letter with Neville’s name on it clutched in-between their hands. Neville refused to read it and will not until he is assured that all of the LeStrange’s are dead. The letter sits in a safe in his private quarters at Hogwarts.
Neville raises his hands and the vines that hold Bellatrix arms and legs split her in two. She does not have time to scream, blood and entrails splatter on the ground. Neville does not move and is hit with blood and body parts. Harry walks out of the trees and stands on the other side of Neville, “Do you feel better, brother? Do you have your vindication?”
“The only thing I have is you and Blaise, other than that I have nothing.” Neville tells him solemnly.
“Don’t do that Neville,” Harry tells him.
“Do what?” He snaps at Harry.
“Don’t let go of your hurt, your anger and your hate. Hold on to your emotions, don’t let this change you, change you into a heartless, soulless shell of a man.” Harry tells him then walks over to him then pulls him into his arms. Neville does not move his arms from his side to touch Harry. “Don’t push the ones that love and care for you away. Hold on to us Nev. We need you just as much as you need us.”
Tears pool in his eyes. Slowly Neville moves his arms and hugs the boy that has become his brother and his best friend. The one that knows his hurt and his pain. The one that has become his family. Neville no longer tries to hold back his tears, he lets it out.
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Riddle Manor
Voldemort sits at his desk. Suddenly he stops and grabs onto his chest, it burns and he screams. Tears roll down his eyes. Another of his favorites is dead. All his Death Eaters wears his marks but only with his inner circle did he infuse more of his magic into the mark. Voldemort sighs, first Lucius goes missing, yet Narcissa has not reported his death so that means he is still alive somewhere. Severus is at Hogwarts maybe he will call him later for information of the Potter boy. Evan Rossier died during the first war and his others are still here in the Manor. Rodolphus, Rabastan and Barty so that means Bellatrix is dead. Anger boils inside of him, the one that killed his most trusted will pay with their life.
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Godric’s Hallow (At the same time as the confrontation between Harry, Neville & Bellatrix)
Draco, Lucius, Severus and the two older Weasley’s apparate to Godric’s Hollow. Apparently while he was with Harry, Bill and Charlie showed up to have dinner with the twins. Lucius and Severus explained everything and what they planned to do tonight and the two Weasley’s decided to come along. A curse breaker and a dragon handler will come in handy, who knows what they will encounter. For Draco, after returning to his and Harry’s private rooms they had dinner. Draco purposely does not talk about what happened in the dungeons. Draco has a suspicion that there is something important that Harry is hiding from him. But he does not question him, tonight he need Harry to be as comfortable and relax as possible.
They talk about the progression of the new changes and how the new curriculum will affect the students in Hogwarts. They also discuss how their studying is going and of the desire to take their NEWTs so that they are able to concentrate their efforts on finding the horcruxes and bringing Voldemort down. They talk about their upcoming double bonding with Neville and Blaise. They laughs at the way Mother and Stephania make the most ridiculous requests. Later, Draco makes sweet love to Harry’s body without penetrating him. Worshipping every inch of Harry’s delectable body. Later when he is sure Harry is asleep he sneaks out of bed and dresses as quietly as possible. He just has to get back before Harry wakes up. Now here he stands with his father, uncle and his new found friends thanks to Harry, ready to find out if Dumbledore's last words would lead them to their deaths.
TBC
*WIP's UPDATE*
You Complete Me (Voldie, Tom Riddle/Harry MPREG eventually) The next chapter is completed in its first stages of edits. 8000 words in I hope to shock you with who comes to Arthur's defense. I had one plot in my head for this chapter but the plot bunny changed it or add to it so we will see if you guys like it.
Let Me Love You (Harry/Severus) I have not started the next chapter as of yet but I do hope to start soon. I want to add some interactions between Severus and his parents and build their world.
MINE! (Harry/Fenrir MPREG) has been changed to ALL MINE! The next chapter is in its outline stages. There are a few more things that might come out about Remus in this chapter. You will get some interaction between Remus and Fenrir and most definitely Harry and Fenrir. Fen will continue to be a bit of a jerk but he also has his redeeming qualities, which I hope to prove.
Safe in His Arms (Harry/Lucius) This story is still in the outline stages as well. Next chapter will have Lucius's reaction to Harry's pregnancy. I'm still debating how I want to write Harry's pregnancy whether I gloss over it or give updates month by month. I have decided to put a poll out there to have you guys decide on how to write Harry's pregnancy. It is on my profile.
You Can't Run From Love (Harry/Luc) Chapter 5 is POSTED! Chapter 6 is complete over 6000 words. Going through the first sets of edits
My Submission (Lucius/Harry/Severus) This was my first oneshot I am also writing a prequel for this short story. So far the word count is over 4000 and grow. When it is complete I will update it. I'm not sure if I will write anymore from this world. If I do it will only be short stories and primarily smut. I also want to do other pairs so look out for that.
Life Renewal (Rick Grimes/Harry Potter) Chapter 2 is POSTED Will begin work on chapter 3 soon!
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