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Love Conquers All	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1518 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-22
Mercy
A day had passed since they had imprisoned Marcus and placed him in Azkaban. Harry would like to think that it did not affect him. He would like to think that he was happy to see Voldemort’s son in Azkaban and he would like to think that it did not affect Draco at all as well but none of this was true. Ever since, Harry had taken Marcus from that hotel room in La Bareche, his young face had haunted him. Draco had not yet spoken to him even once and it had been three days since then. Scorpius and Albus were happy in their little world and Harry was happy for them.
But it did not mean that he had forgotten Marcus or the fact that he was his son’s age and was not completely like Tom Riddle did not leave his mind. He had been in love with Albus, and all things aside love was one thing Tom had been incapable of.
Harry was not like Albus Dumbledore. Professor Dumbledore had known the kind of treatment Tom received in the orphanage and had ignored him just like he had ignored Harry and had Harry been aware of Marcus’s existence, he would have raised the boy as his own, not matter who stopped him. Something in his heart clenched when he relived the insanity that had been on Marcus’s face when he had entered that room and had found Marcus lying bound on the floor.
Harry wanted to know what kind of life Marcus had lived. Where had the boy been before coming to Britain? If he had not been in Britain and prejudice of other people had not even touched him, why would he resort to following in his father’s footsteps?
Draco’s silence was a thing that Harry could simply not tolerate. Draco would sleep with him in his quarters and would sit with him the great hall and except for that he won’t even look at him. Finally, after three days, he decided to break his blonde’s silence and waited for Draco to come to bed at night.
He feigned that he was sleeping and as usual Draco changed in his sleeping clothes and lay down with him. As usual, he picked the other half of the blanket and covered himself with it and as usual he rested his face on Harry’s chest and wrapped his arms on Harry’s waist.
“Please talk to me. I can’t tolerate your silence anymore.” Harry spoke and Draco did not react in any way at all, no flinch or huff, nothing at all.
“I will not let you walk out of this room in the morning if you don’t speak to me.” He tried and Draco spoke very softly at that “You are the headmaster. You can’t just stay locked up with me forever.”
“I can do whatever I want.” Harry shrugged carelessly “and I will. You are my priority and I will do whatever is required to break your silence.”
After remaining silent for five more minutes, Draco turned his face on Harry’s chest to look at him and his eyes were soft and worried. “You will think that I have gone mad but I am concerned for Riddle.”
“So am I.” Harry whispered and placed one of his hands behind his head and the other on Draco’s hair. They stared at each other in silence which was broken by Harry this time “I can’t quite digest all this. Why would he do all this? If he is capable of loving Albus, he is not completely heartless and it means that he deserves to live. He is only a child, Albus’s age. How can I just throw away his life like this? He is an orphan but you are his cousin Draco. Why did he not approach you, at least, when he was old enough to owl you?”
“There are two days until his trial and I just- I don’t think we should let them punish him with life sentence or death sentence, not until we have investigated about him and spoken to him.” Draco spoke and Harry frowned “He lived in France, yes?”
“Yes.” Draco replied, frowning.
“We could ask Beauxbattens authorities. They must have some records of his past.” Harry spoke and Draco sighed “Okay, we will go after lunch tomorrow, then.” They fell asleep after that.
Perhaps it was just his sub conscious or intuition or luck that a much unexpected visitor visited Draco’s and his dream that night.
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“Hello, Mr. Potter.” Harry looked around to follow the voice and found himself staring at a truly confused Draco Malfoy.
Draco seemed confused when he asked “Where do you think we are and how did we arrive here? Last, I remember, we were sleeping.”
“Hello to you too, Mr. Mafloy.” The voice called them again and Harry walked towards Draco with cautious steps. They looked around them again. It seemed that they were in chamber of secrets. It was completely empty.
Their jaw dropped in shock when a figure of young Tom Riddle materialised in front of them. He looked around twenty five, Harry thought.
“Who are you?” Harry asked after taking Draco’s hand in his.
“I am Tom Marvolo Riddle, sans insanity of course. Death has improved me a lot, you know.” He spoke and again their jaws dropped in utter shock.
“But how is this possible?” Draco asked his eyes wide and stunned.
“Anything is possible in this world, Mr. Malfoy.” Tom smiled and it was a sight to watch. They had never seen Tom Riddle ever smile “I decided to pay you the long overdue visit finally.”
They stared at him, speechless and he continued after coming closer to them “I am sorry to both of you. I am sorry to everyone actually but mostly to both of you. You lost your childhoods because of me. My son is not really evil. He is just misguided and has been lied to. He is paying for my sins in a way. They extracted their revenge on me through him. Ironic, isn’t it? I destroyed so many childhoods and here I am standing after my death, begging you to save my son.”
Before Harry or Draco could open their mouths, he continued “Before you refuse, I would like to request you one last time. Please help him. He is not an evil person. No one is inherently evil. He was misguided by someone. I left some letters for him in Gringotts before dying. I wrote them in my few saner moments. Bella was far gone by then. I left them with Griphook. I had written letters in my blood. They could not be modified or destroyed. So he wrote one and sent it to Marcus saying that I had left it for him. The letter misguided him about my wishes and intentions. I had left him in care of house elves and they hated me just like any other being in Britain or France so they did not reveal the truth to him. He is under an illusion and has been following the false words that letter contained. I know the things that he has ordered my death eaters to do are irredeemable.”
Harry stared in shock and so did Draco as Tom Riddle extended his hand and fell on his knees, his eyes filled with guilt and pain “Please find some mercy inside your hearts. At least give him a chance. Please show those letters to him. Please talk to him. No one has really ever spoken to him properly or guided him about these things. He does not understand the meaning of moral or immoral. There was no one to teach him. The first person he fell in love was your son, Albus Severus Potter. Please have mercy.”
It was so bloody ironic. Once upon a time, his mother had been in the same position. He had been a baby and she had stood in front of him and had begged for mercy. Today her murderer was standing in front of him and was begging for mercy for his child.
“You did not have mercy on Lily Potter. Why should we have mercy on you? She begged you just like you are begging us and you killed her in cold blood.” Draco spoke coldly and had Harry not know Draco, he would have believed his false facade but he knew Draco and he knew that Draco was not a cold or heartless person but asking Tom these questions was necessary. Harry’s dreams had led him falsely in past.
“I know. I killed her and I am sorry. I know that my apologies won’t bring your childhood back but please have some mercy. Please. Give him just a small chance. Tell him the truth. Please just show those letters to him.” He literally begged and his eyes were shining, though tears did not fall from them.
“But-“ Draco started and Harry interrupted him “No. Draco. Enough.”
“He killed your parents in cold blood and he would have killed you too.” Draco glared at him and Harry glared right back “Do you really want me to condemn Marcus to death?”
The glaring continued for one more minute and then Draco turned to glare at Riddle instead, who was still on his knees in front of him.
“You are lucky that we are not like you. You are bloody lucky that Harry is my partner. Anyone else would have condemned your son to death or lifetime imprisonment and I would have supported him. Harry has turned me soft. I find myself unable to just abandon your son mercilessly. Why did you not leave him in my hands? I would have raised him or Harry would have raised him as his own.” Draco crossed his arms and towered over Riddle who blinked rapidly “I thought you would kill him. My mind was not sane or rational and it did not believe on anyone. I did not want him to die. I did not want my sins to shadow his life.” Riddle was now looking at floor morosely and Harry’s heart clenched when an image of his mother came to his mind. His mother had begged and Riddle had just killed her. His mother won’t want him to do this.
“Get up, please. I will visit Gringotts and take the letter to him and then if he feels guilty and if he wants to pay for his sins the way I want him too, I- we will make the Wizengamot listen to us. There is no need to beg and plead for my mercy. Just get up. I do not like all this.” He spoke and Riddle stood up looking at him with something akin to wonder.
“Thank you. Thank you so much for having mercy on my son. Thank you-“ Riddle started and Harry averted his eyes, feeling uneasy.
“We must take your leave now.” Harry spoke and held Draco’s hand again.
He had turned away from Riddle when he heard his voice again. It was a little distant this time “Will you ever forgive me?”
Harry shook his head in exasperation and it was Draco who chuckled and answered for him, looking back at Riddle for one last time “He forgave you long back, the day he freed you.”
“Thank you. Thank you so much.” The voice whispered distantly and then everything was black.
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Harry’s eyes shot open and he stared in Draco’s stunned eyes.
“Was that a dream or were you there with me, talking to Tom Marvolo Riddle?” Harry asked in a stunned voice and Draco swallowed and blinked rapidly “It was real. I was there. It’s morning, you know. The trial is day after tomorrow. We need to visit Gringotts and then we need to visit Marcus.”
Harry sighed and hugged Draco close and Draco accepted his embrace willingly. He crawled up and buried his face in Harry’s warm neck.
“I couldn’t do what Riddle did. I couldn’t. It would have been murder. I am not Albus Dumbledore and I couldn’t – couldn’t just-“ Harry babbled and Draco covered his mouth with his hand “I understand and I agree. You don’t have to explain. Marcus is, after all, just a child, our children’s age. We will try to bring him back. We will try to fulfil the promise we made to his father and we will keep him with us. He is my cousin, after all. Bellatrix was my aunt and he is family. Okay? And one more thing.” Draco smiled at the end.
Harry looked at him and returned his smile “Yes?”
“I love you.” Draco whispered and Harry’s eyes lit when Draco captured his mouth in a sweet kiss. His tongue twined with Harry’s and then mapped Harry’s mouth. A few minutes later, Harry pulled back to breathe and whispered “I love you too.” before pulling Draco back in his warm embrace.
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