Awakening To the Dream | By : ChimaeraChan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 45316 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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CH21
Watching Dudley lumbering to the kitchen, Harry was struck with the realization that the boy was hardly lumbering. It couldn’t have been that long… “Yehl?” A short moment later and the girl was by his side. He pointed to where Dudley’s rump could be seen sticking out of the icebox; it was considerably smaller than it had been three weeks ago. “What’s that all about?”
“It appears to be salad.” Yehl sent him a questioning look. “Do you believe it’s a trick? I still haven’t found those M&Ms that went missing the other day.”
“No… that.” He waved at Dudley’s form. “He’s almost down to a husky.”
“Ah, that.”
When Yehl refrained from elaborating, Harry was forced to put down his book and actually get serious. “Have you been cheating for him? He’ll never learn if you do it for him.”
“Nothing of the sort.” Yehl said with a long side-glance. “I was merely trying out a reward system instead of just the usual punishment. I figured he would be more prone to improve if he had some sort of incentive.”
Eyeing his cousin, he had to admit the results suggested it was working. “Well, as long as you aren’t going easy on him.”
The wicked smile on Yehl face made it clear that that would never be the case. “Petunia mentioned going out for dinner with some friends from the office. I think it would be dangerous for her to return in the dark of night where others will be watching for an opportunity. You may need to speak with her of returning home before it becomes too late.”
“Ah, sure.” Harry smiled wryly. “She’s not going to like that. The little orphan boy giving out orders; I’m surprised she didn’t belt me when I let you seal down the windows… er…” He grimaced, doubling in on himself. “That’s… not good… shit…” Pain was lacing through him, centering from his stomach and chest and quickly moving out in a wave of heat.
Yehl crouched next to him and with a gentle hand lifted his face so she could read his eyes. Satisfied with what she saw, she stood and went to call Harry’s family in. They followed her, staring blankly at the scene of Harry hissing in pain and tearing at his skin.
“Harry?” Dudley tried to go to him but Yehl blocked him firmly.
“New Born, your exritus has begun. You must explain to your relations that you need to be isolated, for their safety as well as your own.”
“Shit… already?” Harry gasped, clenching his fist and forcing himself to sit up straight. “My birthday isn’t for… for days yet.”
“This is a good omen. It means you will be powerful. It will also throw those watching for an Heir from your trail for a while. New Born, you must explain. You will injure them unintentionally if they do not avoid you.”
“Right.” Turning to his Aunt, Harry tried his best to focus. “I’m going through… you could call it a growth spurt of sorts… I will be in pain… violent… you mustn’t come near me… I will let you know… when…” He couldn’t go on. With a strained sob he bit his hand to keep from screaming while waving his other to keep Dudley at bay. “If there is… any problem… Yehl will take care of it…” He continued shakily. “Yehl, how long…?”
“It varies. Your pain will last for hours on end with short breaks. As for how long… for you, I’d say at least a week after your birthday before your full transformation occurs and you gain your Soul form. You will sleep deeply for a week after until your body has healed itself and it will be weeks before you lose your sensitivity to magic. Food may be offered during your breaks but I doubt you will hunger until you have transformed.”
Harry grimaced. “I’ll be late for school… Sorry, Aunt Petunia… but I’ll be staying a bit longer— Son of a—!” He dug his nails into his arm to give him something to focus on. “Don’t stay out too late— Death Eaters are… watching— Hell!” Everything shifted for a moment until he found himself sideways on the couch.
“Upstairs, New Born, before the pain truly begins.” Yehl urged, a strong presence without actually physically supporting him.
“…What! This isn’t…?” He stumbled to his feet, clutching his torso and glaring at Yehl. “Two weeks of this?” He cried.
Yehl nodded sympathetically. “The pain will be heinous but the more difficult the rebirth the stronger you will be. Unconsciousness will ease you when it comes. You can handle this.” She locked her eyes with him. “You are strong.”
He would have returned some sort of appreciation but his stomach picked that moment to rebel. “Hell…” He sprinted as fast as his cramped legs would allow up the stairs and into the bathroom. Blessedly, he made it to the toilet, but once lying on the cool tile he found it increasingly difficult to get up the will to move again. He knew that monopolizing the bathroom for the next two weeks wouldn’t go over well with the other occupants of the house so he half stumbled, half dragged himself to his bedroom and collapsed on the bed.
He had assumed his Occlumency would protect him from this but, apparently, that would have been too easy. He stared blankly at his pillow while pain washed over him in mind numbing waves. Colors and indistinct shapes passed across his eyes and he could hear the voices humming softly as they slowly went to work on tearing his body apart and rebuilding it anew. He screamed as indescribable fire pierced his chest. Yehl had been right; it was getting a lot worse.
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