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Give Me One More Chance
Pairing: Lucius/James
Rating: Kneazle
Disclaimer: The characters of Harry Potter
are not mine; they are the property of JK Rowling and Warner Bros. I do not
make any money from the writing of this story.
WARNING:
This is about male pregnancy and male/male relationships. I�m letting you know
now what the relationships WILL
contain. So, if you are AGAINST such
pairings, please find something else more to your liking, you have been WARNED.
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This chapter is not beta-read. All mistakes
are mine.
Notes: Here is the long awaited chapter!
Special thank you to: Slytherin
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for even taking the time read up to this chapter.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 25: The Department of Mysteries
September
1, 1995, London King�s Cross railway station
Standing on the platform of 9 3/4, James
still couldn�t believe that a month had passed by since he woke to Lucius
telling him the un-expectant but greatly welcomed news of him being pregnant
for a third. Although it saddened James that he couldn�t remember his second
pregnancy, he was quite sure that, if had not gotten mugged that fateful
Halloween night, James knew that he and Lucius would have had a beautiful
little girl.
Doctor Bloom confirmed Madame Arterberry�s findings a couple of days afterward and
immediately scheduled James for his future follow-up appointments. He wasn�t
taking any chances of James having another miscarriage.
James was already approaching his second tri-mester. At being twelve and a half weeks (in pregnancy
terms were not very far along), James already had a slight visible bulge and if
any one cared to look closer they would be able to see it since James was
slender.
Jarred out of his musings, James gave his
teenaged sons a once over making sure that they were presentable as the Malfoy
heirs.
Draco was the mirror image of Lucius�having a
tall slender build. Draco recently cut his glorious blond locks to sport his
own stylized looks. And dressed in a dark navy blue three-piece suit and dress
shoes of the finest quality that money could buy, the younger Malfoy heir most
definitely will be the desires of all at Hogwarts.
Turning hazel eyes from cropped flaxen hair
to wind swept raven tresses, James frowned at Harry. Dressed in faded
skin-tight denim jeans and a black t-shirt (that showed-off Quidditch
toned muscles) and black hiking boots, Harry looked like a poster boy for
eye-candy that screams �eat me�, with Harry�s shy smile and big silver eyes,
James just knew that this would be the year Harry would start dabbling with the
oppose sex or at the very least start experimenting with his own gender.
It was a thought James was not pleased with,
at all. He knew that Draco was already sexually active, thanking Merlin that
the boy had enough common sense to use some type of birth control.
The former Gryffindor nearly choked on his
tea one night when his son approached him about it. It was a night that James
was not going to forget any time soon. Plus, James wasn�t quite sure how Lucius
would react to his either of his sons having with the potential of getting a
girl or guy pregnant or worse, one of them coming home telling him and Lucius
he�s pregnant.
Lucius would definitely have kittens over
that.
oOo Flashback
oOo
James
was sitting in his study he took over as his own, when there were no other places
for him to hold himself in. He hated going into Lucius� study because his blond
lover never completed his work as James proved to be a serious distraction.
A
timid knock drew James out of his musings. �Enter!� he called out wondering who
it might be. He knew it wasn�t Lucius as he left for the morning with Calhoun
for court to enter verbal depositions to Narcissia�s
alleged crimes of child abuse.
�I
hope I�m not disturbing you, Mum?�
Surprised
was written across James� face. Since both his boys were getting bigger, they
were more or less distancing themselves away from him and Lucius. This was a
welcomed interruption.
�No,
Draco. Please, come-in and sit down,� James offered. He always told his
children that he was available any time for either of them.
James
studied Draco a bit closely, noticing the growing hue of crimson highlighting
the teenager�s visage. He couldn�t imagine what was going on in Draco�s mind
that would cause him to blush to the tips of his ears.
�Mum,
can I ask you something?� Draco cautiously ventured.
�Anything,
Draco, you know I won�t deny you. First, let me pour us some tea. You look
about ready to pass out.�
The
former Gryffindor filled to two cups of the hot streaming herbal tea from the
set that was on the table in front of them, which the house-elves left for
James just in case he wanted something to drink and relax with.
�Okay,
Draco, now tell me what�s on your mind,� James said taking a sip.
With
that as his opening, Draco blurted out, �Mum� I need to talk to you sex.�
Well,
whatever James was expecting that definitely wasn�t it.
The older male choked on his tea then proceeded to have a coughing fit trying
to get air back into his lungs.
Draco
immediate took James� tea cup out of his hands and gently patted him on the
back.
�What�
did you say,� James gasped out. His eyes began to water from the strain of
coughing so hard.
The
Slytherin for his part remained quiet.
�Draco, now is not the time to act like a reticent child. If
you prefer, we can wait until Lucius gets home and we can discuss it then,�
James threaten.
�NO!�
Draco did not want his father knowing any of this. �Fine, I said I need to talk
to you about sex.�
�That�s
what I thought you said.�
�If
you already knew what I said the time then why in the hell did you make me
repeat myself?!� Draco said clearly exasperated.
Smirking,
James replied, �Oh, I just wanted to see if you would actually repeat it
without me having to drag it from you.�
Nearly
growling, Draco was ready to throttle his mother. �Now, I understand why you
and father are together. You both have the same sadistic streak. Anyway, Mum, I
need to-�
�Yes,
you already said it, twice, mind you. Now, my question to you is: are you
having sex?� James demeanor changed completely, gone were the jokes and playful
banter.
�Would
you hex me if I said no?� Draco shyly answered.
�No,
but I would hex you if are lying that you�re not, knowing full well that you
are then I would let your father know,� James said. As an afterthought he
asked, �Don�t tell me that you�re pregnant, Draco, your father would have the
worse fit ever!�
�No!
Mum, please I�m not pregnant! And no, before you even ask, I didn�t get someone
pregnant. At least I hope not,� Draco said, mumbling the last part.
�Are
you using protection?�
�Well,
I was kind of hoping you could help me with that part. The last thing I need is
some witch owling me or Merlin forbid, Father, and
letting me know that I�m to be a father. Can you imagine the scandal? Father
would not be pleased,� Draco explained.
�You
got that right.�
Sighing,
James was starting to feel his age. �Okay, Draco, is the girl on any type of
birth control?�
�They
all say yes, but I�m not one to believe them and I need to insure that I won�t
have any illegitimate children running around.�
�Good
point.�
Standing
up, James stretched until his bare tummy was on display. He was only a couple of
weeks into his pregnancy, so he was still able to bend and flex his tired
muscles.
�Come
on. We have to go to Muggle London then see Madame Pomfrey.�
�Why
are we going into the Muggle world? And why on earth
would I need to see Madame Pomfrey?� Draco questioned.
�I
know this is something that you don�t want to hear but Muggle
contraceptives works just as well as magical ones, especially if the receiving
party is lying about being on anything,� James explained to the teenager. �And
we�re going to see Poppy because I want you to have a complete physical and a pregnancy
test, just in case.�
Draco
didn�t look too happy about it but he accepted it owing to the fact that his
mother was willing to keep to this from his father. But he knew that Lucius
would eventually find out.
For
now, he was going out with his mum and that warmed him more than any cup of
tea.
oOo End flashback oOo
Before boarding onto the train, Harry gifted
his mum with a shy smile. James smiled brightly as he soaked up the love and
warmth of both his sons.
�Mum, your staring,� Harry said as the
platform was slowly being emptied. He was a little embarrassed as the students
were now peering out the cabin car windows, watching them.
�Oh, right,� James answered. Luckily, his
robes covered him in all the right places as he smooth it out. Staying at ear
level in order for Harry to hear, he whispered, �Harry, if you need to talk to
me, about anything at all, don�t hesitate to owl me.�
Standing up straight, James added, �And that
goes for you too, Draco.�
�MUM! Please� Everyone is watching,� Draco
replied, horrified. He couldn�t believe that his mother would much make such a
comment! Grabbing his older brother by the arm, Draco nearly ran onto the
Hogwarts Express.
Light ringing laughter caused James to turn
around.
�Sirius, what are you doing here?� the former
Gryffindor asked.
�Same as you, mate, seeing the twins off. You
know, Jim, you may as well just screamed �your-fifteen-we-need-to-have-the-talk�.�
It took James a minute before realization
dawned on his face. �That�s not what I meant, Sirius. I�m worried about Harry.
He hasn�t completely gotten over what happened at the Tri-wizard tournament. He
still blames himself for Cedric�s death. I wanted him to know that he could
talk to me, that�s all,� James replied.
�Well, if it�s about sex than you can forget
it�you�re that last person he�s gonna talk to about
that,� Sirius said.
�What do you mean by that?� James narrowed
his eyes at his friend.
�Ah, Jamester� don�t
you remember when we were their age?� Sirius said as that would explain
everything. And in a way it did.
�I remember you being randy with the female population
then by some miracle, you started chasing Snape.�
Coughing into his hand, Sirius ignored the
comment. �That�s not the point, mate.�
Hazel orbs glared at the bearded man. �Then
what is the point, Sirius? Because I don�t
see the one you�re trying to make.�
�The point is that, that boys, Harry and
Draco�s age are gonna to talk to other boys their
age.�
�You mean like Orion?� James tossed that
around in his head for a minute and he was loath to admit it, but Sirius made
perfect sense in a round-about way.
�Well, I don�t know about him but maybe,�
Sirius answered cryptically.
�Sirius, if you�re trying to make me feel
better-�
�Hey, what are friends for? Anyway, I gotta go. I�m going to check on Regulus
and the baby.�
Stopping short, James turned worrisome eyes
to his longtime friend.
�Don�t worry, they�re fine. Apparently,
Cassie developed a slight cold. You know being born a bit too early tends to
wreak havoc with the baby�s immune system.�
�Did you get everything all cleared up at the
Ministry with your accounts?� James asked.
�Of course!
That idiot Fudge thought he was going to keep my family�s fortune. Regulus and Remus were quite happy to be moving from Number
12. Not that I can blame �em, that place is not
conducive to raise children.�
The pair started walking once more until they
passed the barrier of nine and three quarters. Out of the over crowed Muggle train station, Sirius escorted James to the awaiting
limousine.
�I thought you hated riding in this
contraption?� Sirius asked, curious as to what his friend�s answer would be,
smirking.
Another blush highlighted James slightly
round face. �Well� um� you see, Lucius and I have� uh��
Enjoying watching his friend flounder, Sirius
busted-up laughing. �Oh, in the name of Merlin! How
are you going to talk about sex to two teenage boys when you can�t even talk to
your best friend about backseat sex?�
�And how would you know about backseat-sex?�
James hissed; unmistakably mad about being made fun of.
�Simple. Just because I drive a motorcycle,
doesn�t mean I don�t know anything about cars�especially the backseat�how do
you think Sev got pregnant? We were snogging in the
backseat and one thing led to another�and smack-bang�I�m being summoned to
Dumbledore�s office a couple of months later. Being told Sev
was preggers and getting married all-in-one go.�
Now James was lost and his head was starting
to hurt from the confusion. �You didn�t want to marry Severus? I thought-�
�Oh, no! Quite the opposite really. I wanted to marry him. I had the
ring all ready to propose and all; I just forgot to ask him the night Ori and Sheri were conceived.�
�Good-bye, Sirius,� James exclaimed, noticeably
exasperated by Sirius and his forgetfulness.
�Catch you later, mate,� Sirius said, bidding
James farewell.
oOoOoOo
The Beginning Term feast had its usually fare
of welcoming back old students, sorting first years, and any announcements that
the Headmaster deemed worthy of their noticed, which included the new Defense
Against the Dark Arts professor, Dolores Umbridge.
She interrupted the Headmaster as he was
wrapping up school�s business. The students were shocked as well as some of the
other teachers.
Harry and Orion chanced a glanced at
Professor Snape and by the pinched looked he was wearing this news was not
promising.
�What did she mean by all that rubbish?�
Harry whispered to his friends.
�It means, Harry, exactly what it means�the
Ministry is interfering at Hogwarts�and I bet you that it also means that
whatever we do will be closely watched,� Hermione answered.
And Hermione was rarely wrong about anything,
including this.
oOoOoOo
Once again, Harry found himself alienated
from the rest of the Gryffindors as the rumors of
what happened last year were in the Daily Prophet.
Harry tried not to let any of them bother
him, but it was hard when he was the center of attention. Hermione and Orion
herded Harry upstairs to get settled.
Hopefully, in a couple of days the newspaper
will find something to badger him about and forget about what happened at the
Tri-wizard tournament or the fact that Voldemort is
back to take over the world and to kill him.
oOoOoOo
Not only was Dolores Umbridge
the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, she was also assigned to the
professors yearly evaluations as Dumbledore had been away from the castle.
Of course, the day she had to make her rounds
would be Snape�s fifth year potions class�Snape, to
say the least, was not impressed�he was downright livid.
�You applied first, to the Defense Against the Dark Arts post, is that correct?� she asked in a
condescending tone, knowing full well that he had applied for the position.
Barely keeping a tight reign of his temper,
Severus replied, �Yes.�
�But you were unsuccessful,� she added.
�Obviously,� he replied in a monotone voice
as he heard Weasley sniggered next to him.
She marked on her clipboard before striding
out of his class room and what followed was just the beginning of a storm that
was brewing. He actually thumped Ron on the back of his head with his instructional
notebook and snarled at the rest of the class.
�You have less than forty-five minutes
remaining to complete your potion! Anyone who fails to brew it properly will be
serving detention with me�tonight! And trust me when I say, I will make your
life miserable for what I have in mind for failing to finish your assignment in
a timely manner.�
That got everyone moving.
When class was over, five students stayed
behind as their potion was the positive results it should have been. As
shocking as it were there were two students from Gryffindor, and three from Slytherin. Some of the cauldrons melted, others were
smoking and every ones favorite, bubbling over with viscous ooze. Of the five,
Ron Weasley was included.
Upon looking at the Weasley
boy, Severus had a malicious smirk etched on his face causing Ron to gulp in
fear.
Everyone practically ran from the classroom in
fear after witnessing their Potion�s professor parody of a smile. None of them
felt any sympathy for the five that screwed up their potion project.
oOoOoOo
The Great Hall was nearly silent coming into
the second month of the school year. Umbridge was all
but sitting in the Headmaster�s chair.
Where was Dumbledore? How could he be gone
with all of things goings-on at Hogwarts? Does he even know?
Orion peered at his mum and he looked
murderous as Umbridge was attempting to hold conversation
with him. It was only a matter of time before Severus snapped.
Ever since that day in potions, students and
teachers alike tip-toed fearfully around Severus; more often than not, anyone
who was unlucky enough to cross paths with the former Death Eater had them
crying within the first five minutes of the confrontation.
And it was then, Orion got the hint,
something was seriously wrong with his mother. Grabbing his bag and another bread
roll, Orion got ready to leave the hall; he was going to write to his father.
Fortunately, before Severus could spill any
blood in front of the student body and staff, the double doors opened.
Immaculately dressed in black with stunning long blond hair, Lucius Malfoy
strode down the aisle to the head table. Harry ducked his head, not wanting to
know the reason why his father was here. Probably for the first time, he hadn�t
done anything so far that would garner his father to come to school.
Hopefully, his father was there for something
Draco has done and as always, he would get roped into the trouble as he was the
older of the two, which in his opinion didn�t make any sense.
Coming to stop directly in front of Umbridge; Lucius kept his cane aloft in his gloved hands.
�Why, Lord Malfoy, what do we owe this pleasure
of your presence?� she said in greeting.
�I�m here to see the Headmaster. I received
an owl of great concern of certain disciplinary actions to the students that
are prohibited. As a member of the School Governors, I think that I�m entitled
to know exactly what is going-on here and let�s not forget that I�m a parent of
two of those students who attend here.�
Dolores lost her smile and rose from her seat.
�I assure you, Lord Malfoy, that everything is as it should be,� she answered.
�Well, for your sake, Madame Under-secretary,
it better be,� Lucius replied as he turned sharply and headed straight to
Harry.
�Come with me.�
Lucius continued walking with his son
trailing behind him with all eyes burning a hole in the back of Harry�s head.
oOoOoOo
Inside an empty classroom, Lucius sat on the
edge of the teacher�s desk as Harry took a seat across from him.
�Dad, whatever it is, I swear, I didn�t have
anything to do with it,� Harry announced, quicksilver eyes wide from behind
circular wired glassed.
�You�re not in trouble, Harry, I wanted to
see for myself what that cow has been doing,� Lucius said, getting up and kneeing
in front of his son.
Carefully, taking Harry�s left hand in his
much larger ones, Lucius could see the faint words, �I must not tell lies�
etched into Harry�s once flawless skin.
�How long has this been going on, Harry?� he
asked.
�Dad, I don�t want anyone to think that I had
to call you to bail me out of something,� Harry finally said, trying to keep
his tears at bay.
�You have been through enough in your short
life and you will face many more trials than anyone your age will and as my
son, it�s my right to protect you,� Lucius responded.
�Then protect the younger students as a
governor. I can take care of myself,� Harry said yanking his hand back.
Standing, Lucius could do nothing else other
than to watch Harry tremble with a shiver of cold from the room. �Very well. You may go back to the Great Hall and I�ll deal
with Umbridge.�
Harry fled from his father as if Fluffy was
after him.
oOoOoOo
Walking into the Gryffindor common room,
Harry was bombarded with questions from Hermione and Orion (who sent his letter
off to his father about how strange his mother had been acting). Ginny was at
his side and Neville.
�Somebody told my father about the punishment
I got from Umbridge and he�s madder than I�ve ever
seen him,� Harry said cutting off all chatter around him. This was nothing
compared to the day when his father almost succeeded in killing Vernon and
Fudge.
�Harry, I know you�re upset but this could be
a blessing that he knows about the horrible treatment,� Hermione offered.
�Don�t you get it?! I don�t want or need his
help. This is the last thing I want help with.� Harry trembled with anger. He
was going to be a social outcast again. If this keeps up he was never going to
get a date for the Yule ball.
�Harry, I-�
�No, Hermione!� he yelled. �Look, I�m sorry.
It�s just that� That don�t want everyone thinking that I can fall back on the
Malfoy name or go running to my father every time I get into a jam or
something,� Harry explained. He huffed a bit while pacing.
�I�m going to take a nap or something.� Harry
stomped upstairs slamming the door in his wake.
�I wondered who told,� Ginny asked to no one
in particular.
Hermione sat back sighing wondering if she�d done
the right thing.
oOoOoOo
The atmosphere in Dolores� office was
stifling with Lucius� temper flaring at odd intervals. Severus and Minerva was
also in attendance, just to make sure that Lucius didn�t accidental kill Umbridge for using a Blood Quill on Harry.
�Things are much worse than I had feared here
at Hogwarts,� Dolores began. �The students are not learning as they should and
foremost are not respectful to those in authority.�
�By authority, you mean yourself,� Lucius
said, sneering.
�As professors we are to be held in high
regard, not as some cosmic joke. These children are our future, can�t you see
what is going on,� Dolores pleaded.
�I see that the children are being punished
with the cruelest of methods known to the wizarding
world! There was a reason why those methods were banish
for good reason! And I will not allow you or the Ministry to undermine this
institution,� Lucius vented slamming his cane down, cracking the concrete tile
flooring.
�Is that a threat, Lord Malfoy?� Dolores said
coming from behind her desk with her wand in hand.
But Lucius was faster on the draw and
unsheathe his wand concealed in his walking stick. �It�s a promise, dear lady.�
�Mister Malfoy, let�s not be too hasty,�
Minerva said trying to settle flared tempers.
Dolores was scared knowing that she didn�t
stand any chance of winning a duel against the Malfoy heir. She would be dead
before she could ever get a single spell off.
�You will cease all punishments; you are to
get clearance from the Headmaster or Headmistress if you feel that the regular
detentions will not keep the students in line. If either one of the
aforementioned persons are unavailable you will go to the student�s Head of
House and he or she will deal with the troublesome students. Do I make myself
clear, Dolores,� Lucius stood at his impressive height towering over the
Defense Against the Dark Art instructor.
Dolores back down immediately. �Yes, perfectly.�
�I would hate to come back here. If I do, I
guarantee you, heads will roll�namely yours.�
Lucius swiftly left the tiny office as did
Severus.
�Lucius, wait-a-minute,� Severus called out.
�I�m sorry,� Lucius said coming to an abrupt
stop.
�For what?
Loosing your temper, again,� Severus said smirking.
�I was hoping that you hexed that bitch and be done with it.�
�My, my, Severus, such violence,� Lucius
teased. �And here I thought Sirius is the one for such bloodshed.�
The other glared. �How did you find out about
what�s been going on?�
�A little bird told me. Besides, Harry has a
habit of repeating himself and not looking you in the face when he�s lying.
He�s not very good at, which I don�t understand why he tries to do it.
�So, naturally James became worried and asked
me investigate,� Lucius explained. �At any rate, I must report this to the rest
of the governors. Maybe now they�ll take an active interest in the students
here. I�ll owl you later. Let�s have lunch sometime this week.�
With that, Lucius was out the main doors and
out of sight before Severus could confirm or decline the lunch offer.
oOoOoOo
Leaves were turning from green to gold as the
fall season slowly descended upon Hogwarts. It would rain every so often, leaving
the air crisp and slightly cold. The Halloween party was in a couple of weeks,
which was a needed respite as students were preparing for the upcoming Quidditch games.
The gruesome detentions with Umbridge eased up, not to mention the type of punishments,
especially after Lucius Malfoy�s visit. Umbridge�s favorite practice was changed for something a
bit less biting.
The O.W.L exams were just around the corner
and all the students were on pins and needles, including Harry, but for
whatever the reason, Harry just couldn�t stay alert in some of classes particularly
Potions. The subject alone was dangerous being wide awake.
Twice Harry fell asleep in his potions class
and at least once in his Transfiguration class. Severus was not at all pleased
with him for closing his eyes while handling volatile ingredients, placing not
only himself in danger but as well as his classmates.
Harry had been up at night fighting to stay
awake. Nightly, he�d been watching things through Voldemort�s
eyes of people being tortured or worse.
One dream (or actual event Harry couldn�t
figure out which it was) continue to haunt him and tonight was no different.
�Aaghh!� Sirius screamed out fallen to his knees, gasping for
air; sweat beading across his forehead from fighting the Forbidden cruse but to
no avail.
�I
need that prophecy and you�re going fetch it for me.�
Shaking
his head negatively, Sirius painfully replied, �No, you�re going to have to
kill me.�
The
figure cloaked in black tutted. �And I will�CRUCIO!�
�SIRIUS!�
Harry bolted up right shouting for his godfather before leaning over the side
of his bed to throw-up.
Orion heard the yelling then something wet
hitting the floor; he swiftly made his way to his best friend, who was gagging
after emptying his stomach of its contents.
�Harry?� Orion called out on the other side
of the bed gasping in shock at Harry�s sweaty, shivering form.� �Moppy!�
The house-elf appeared in an instant for its
young master. �Get Professor McGonagall.�
The other boys in the dorm were up as well
after hearing all the commotion. A while short later Professor McGonagall was
hurrying to Harry�s bedside.
Together, Orion and Professor McGonagall; had
practically half-carried; half-dragged Harry into Dumbledore�s office at two
o�clock in the morning.
�Professor,� Harry weakly called out.
The Headmaster was issuing out orders, left,
right and center. He barely heard Harry over the buzz of activity.
�Professor, please, what�s happening to me?�
Harry attempted again to gain Dumbledore�s attention.
But the Headmaster continued on without
pause, sending out portraits to the Snape residence and to the Ministry.
Finally getting fed-up at being ignored,
Harry did something that took everyone in the office by surprise, he yelled.
�LOOK AT ME!�
Staring at the young man before him, Albus considered his words carefully as to not spook the
boy further than what he was already.
Sniffling somewhat, Harry asked, �Wh-what�s wrong with me?�
As he was about to answer his student
Professor Snape entered the already crowded office.
Unlike everyone else who was dressed in
sleeping gowns and pajamas, Severus was fully dressed in his tradition Eton
white shirt, frock coat, black trousers, and dress shoes. He seemed too had
been wide awake for quite some time.
�You wished to see me, Headmaster.� Severus
cautiously walked into the room, unsure of what was going on.
�Ah, Severus.
Good�� Pulling the Potions master aside, he continued, �We can�t wait any
longer. I will inform Lucius and James of what�s happened but you need to get
started straight away.�
Severus peered at Harry, not liking how the
boy was looking. Harry�s stunning eyes seemed too large for his sockets and
were a bit glassy looking and rimmed red, the boy was panting as if he ran
around the Pitch non-stop. In addition to that, Harry�s nightwear was soaking
wet with sweat.
Not saying a word, Severus grabbed Harry by
the arm and left with Orion hot on his heels.
�Mum!�
�Orion, go back to your dorm. You�ll see
Harry later today,� Severus said whirling on his oldest child.
�But-�
�No buts, young man. This is no longer your
concern.�
Taking his leave once more, Severus left
Orion fuming in the middle of the corridor leading down into dungeons.
oOoOoOo
Everything was happening so quickly that
Harry had the urge to vomit again. His head ache and his stomach was doing
somersaults that made him feel as if he was on a round-about.
The first thing Severus did was hand Harry a
glass of water. Then he sat down on the stool adjacent from Harry, studying the
young man with intense scrutiny.
�Harry, I want to know how long this has been
going-on?� Severus asked as gently as he could.
�Um� I�m not sure, Uncle Sev.
I would have these weird dreams about flashes of green lights. But the dreams� I don�t know what to call �em. They� uh, gotten worse in third year when the Dementors were searching for Padfoot.
And you know the rest,� Harry explained.
Trying not to pinch the bridge of his nose,
Severus sighed and shook his head, long wavy raven hair swayed with the motion.
�Harry, I�m going to teach you how to block
your mind from being invaded. But the trick is that you must practice and
concentrate. You can�t do one without the other. This is very important. I
believe� The Headmaster believes that the Dark Lord knows about your connection
with him and he�s using every means possible to obtain something that he
himself cannot get his hands on.
�You must promise me that you will come to me
straight-away if you get another vision, okay,� Severus asked knowing that the
boy would more than likely forget as soon as they were finished.
�Alright, Uncle Sev,
I promise,� Harry answered.
Thus Harry�s lesson began that evening on Occulmency.
oOoOoOo
Actually it was a few days later that Orion
saw Harry again. Apparently, his mother had schedule regular meeting sessions
with Harry and under pain of death, Harry was barred to reveal why and what the
meetings were for.
Now they were sitting in the Room of
Requirement, patiently waiting for Harry to begin lessons.
Hermione felt that with Umbridge
teaching Defense they were not getting the proper training to protect
themselves when the time comes. She organized the students who wanted to learn
other type of spells or how to cast them correctly. She also knew that Harry,
Draco and the Black twins have extensive familiarity of hexes and curses, which
included Forbidden curses. It was their knowledge that was going to keep them
alive for when the need arises.
Everyone knew a war was on the horizon, they
just didn�t know when it would begin.
Umbridge had already denied
the fact the Voldemort had returned�worst still the
Ministry was keeping a tight lid on security about Voldemort�s
return. Even the Daily Prophet and other newspapers have been banned to print
anything regarding the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
It seems that the Dark Lord was after
something, which pertained specially to Harry, and he was using any underhanded
means necessary to achieve his goal.
�Harry,� Hermione whispered.
�Oh, right. First, let�s break-up into pairs.
Next, we�re going to test out what is your strongest spell,� Harry began.
Thus, the start of Dumbledore�s Arm.
oOoOoOo
Wiltshire,
South-west England, Malfoy Manor
The house was extremely quiet without the
Harry and Draco and their friends running about causing mischief and mayhem. Alas,
those treasured memories were almost gone as his grandsons were growing older
by the day. Lucien heaved heavily. It seemed that he was fated to be alone.
Deep down in his heart, he knew that Lucius
and James would want to leave to have their own home, considering that James
was pregnant again. He was delighted about having another baby about to spoil.
Lucien had always wanted the manor to be filled with laughter of children running
through the house.
He sighed again taking a long sip of Brandywine.
�Why such the long face, Father?� Lucius
asked, thrilled that there were no fires needed to be put out.
His sons were behaving (for once) at school.
However with the sudden turn of events at the Ministry, Lucius had been
informed that Dolores Umbridge was the Head
Inquisitor after the mere fact that she has practically tortured his son and
quite a few other students with medieval devices as a blood quill was
unfathomable. The School Governors were not pleased when he had informed them
of the situation.
Needless to say, the governors re-instated
Lucius� position as head director of the board.
�Nothing, my son.
I just received an owl from Matthew cancelling our dinner date, so I shall be
dining alone tonight,� Lucien responded rather dejectedly.
He had been looking forward to spending some
time with his current lover, but those plans went-up in flames. Matthew was
called to an appointment and was going to run well pass their dinner
arrangements.
�Father-�
�Don�t, Lucius. I�m not blind. You and James
will be leaving and I�ll be left here� alone,� Lucien admitted.
�Father, please, don�t
do this. I know that you miss Mother, but� anyway,
it�s not my place to prevent you from having any type of relationship that
brings you happiness. And what gives you the idea that James and I would be
moving? Hmm?� Lucius stared at his father wondering
what goes on in the man�s head sometimes for thinking foolish nonsense.
�I heard James the other day about boxing up some
things. I left as soon as I realized that he was talking to his friend,
Sirius,� Lucien replied.
Sighing, Lucius briefly closed his eyes, he
remembered that conversation. James wanted to go to Godric�s
Hollow to see if he could savage anything from the ruin house, but Lucius
simply forbid his lover to venture there in his current condition and gave
James an incentive to go shopping.
�James was talking about packing some of
Harry�s and Draco�s baby things in the nursery to make room for the new stuff
that he�s ordered. We�re not going anywhere, Father,� Lucius explained.
Feeling a little relieved and foolish at the
same time, Lucien gave a tight smile. �I�m going to Firecall,
Calvin and see if he�s available for a late dinner, since Matthew has negated
our appointment.�
Lucius didn�t comment as he gripped the end
of his cane, plotting his friend�s untimely demise. This did not sit well with
the pure-blood; his father would be hurt in the end by either son or father. However,
before any more input could be added to the homicide, Sirius tumbled out of the
fireplace.
�Quick, Lucius, we don�t have a lot of time,
we�ve got to get to the Ministry,� Sirius huffed, attempting to catch his
breath.
�Why, what�s happened?� Lucius asked.
�Severus just came from Umbridge�s
office. She had a group of Gryffindor and some Slytherin
students in there. Harry was there too and��
�And what, Sirius?�
Lucius asked with dread.
�They�re going there, Lucius. Harry and Draco
are going to the Department of Mysteries.�
oOoOoOo
Finally making their way into the Ministry of
Magic with the cooperation of the Thestrals, the
group of teens ran straight for the Department of Mysteries.
Not a living soul was about to stop and
question why they were at the Ministry at such an ungodly hour of night, which
none gave a second thought too.
They made it to the Prophecy chamber. Rows
upon rows of high vaulted shelves were filled with various sizes of crystal
receptacles that glowed an eerie incandescent blue
almost celestial in color.
With Harry leading the way, he read off the
etched numbers of rows until he reached the one he was searching for that Voldemort held his godfather in front of.
�Ninety-one, ninety-two,� he prattled on to
himself. �Ninety-four, ninety-five, ninety-six��
He was a bit confused. This was the place. He
was sure of it! He held his wand high looking for any signs of a struggle.
Anything to indicate that Sirius was here against his will.
�Sirius was here,� he said turning to his
friends. Hermione had a pitying look of concern on her face.
�Harry� this one� this one has your name on
it,� Neville said, staring intently at the globe.
All of them gathered around Harry as he
carefully lifted the crystal from the holder.
�The
one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord approaches�� Harry�s
tongue felt like lead in his mouth after hearing the prophecy. He knew without
a doubt that it was about him and Voldemort and what
must be done for the world to be rid of the dark creature and his evil. And
Harry wasn�t sure if he was prepared to make that type of sacrifice.
The footsteps of shoes echoed as someone
approached them.
Immediately, Harry turned, wand at the ready,
�Where�s Sirius?�
A low seductive alto broke the eerie silence
of the prophecy chamber.
�You know� you really should be able to
differentiate between dreams and reality.�
A slender figure draped in a black flowing
robe, slowly approached the group of underaged
wizards. An intricately designed mask made of Mithril
glimmered and sparkled in the dim light, vanished in a small plum of charcoal
vapors with a casual wave of the person�s wand.
Shocking blonde hair stood out among the
blackness around them. Cerulean colored orbs twinkled with vengeful fire.
�You saw what the Dark Lord wanted you to see. Now hand me the
Prophecy.�
Shaking his head negatively, Harry responded,
�You do anything to us, I�ll break it.�
Cackling laughter resounded off the distant
wall of the room, causing everyone to shiver.
�He knows how to play.�
Never in all the time they knew him, Neville spoke, �Bellatrix Lestrange.�
Harry then heard a quietly whispered, �oh, shit� from behind him.
�Neville Longbottom,
now is it?� she inquired, giving him a saucy wink, Bellatrix added, �How�s mom
and dad?�
Stepping around his big brother, Draco stared
into cold blue eyes.
�Draco,� the woman standing next to Bellatrix
said.
Bellatrix glanced between the young man and
her companion.
�Ah, so this is my darlin�
nephew.�
Caught like a Hippogriffth
under the chopping blade, Harry choked out, �NEPHEW?!�
�Yeah, nephew.
This is my Aunt Bellatrix,� Draco announced. �And this is her sister, Narcissa� my mother.�
Startling gasps erupted from all including
Harry.
�Come with me, my Dragon,� Narcissa said, holding out her hand for Draco to take a
hold of.
�No. Is this why Harry was lead here, to do Voldemort�s dirty work?!� Draco spat.
�You dare speak his name!� Bellatrix raged,
eyes going wide with a twinkling madness.
�Prophecies can only be retrieved by those
about whom they are made for,� Narcissa explained.
However, the longer they spoke; it became
quite obvious that the teens were being surrounded by death eaters. Narcissi
slowly advanced with Bellatrix dogging her every step, coming to halt right in
front of Harry and Draco.
�Don�t you want to know the secret of your
scare?� she asked sweetly, calmly while pointing to the glowing orb that Harry
held. �All the answers are there, Potter, in your hand.�
�Don�t, Harry, it�s a trick,� Orion said. He
heard his cousins were bitches but to see it first hand was nothing short of
disgusting. His father didn�t have a kind word to say about either of them.
Sighing for dramatic effect, Harry looked
back at his brother�s birth-mother. �Well, I�ve waited fifteen years� What�s a
few more�NOW!�
Shouts of disarming spells came from all
directions as the teens disburse. It didn�t take long for Harry and the others
to run head first through the prophecy�s room door.
All of them free-fell with frighten screams
as they plummet to what they thought were their deaths. But as fortune would
have it, they abruptly stopped�hovering a few inches above the floor before falling the rest of the way flat on their faces.
Standing slowly and nursing their aches,
harry cautiously walked up the slope, which held a rather large archway with a
flowing black veil.
Captivated by the sounds, Harry crept closer.
�Voices� don�t you hear �em?�
Hermione stood beside her friend, worried
that Harry was having another episode of some kind.
�What voices, Harry? There are no voices,�
Hermione said, nervously peering around the chamber, searching for any signs of
danger. They were not safe yet, not until they were back at Hogwarts.
�No, wait. I hear them too,� Luna replied,
staring at the veil also.
Not bothering answering the other witch,
Hermione ploughed on, �Come-on, we have to get out of here.�
And before anyone could move a step, they were
ambushed.
Alone now, Harry stood as Narcissa
walked confidently toward him.
�Did you actually think that you could best
us? No hand over the prophecy.�
Exhaling quietly in defeat, Harry reluctantly
placed the orb in Narchissa�s hand.
�You know, Potter, it was only a matter of
time until the Dark Lord had you and your tramp of a mother,� Narcissa taunted.
�Don�t talk about my mum!�
�Why not?
James only wanted Lucius for his wealth and name, he cannot have that�I won�t
allow it. Lucius is rightfully mine,� Narcissa spat
as she raised the globe to hear the prophecy until a gentle tap on her shoulder
prevented her from hearing the first words.
Turning around, Narcissa
was surprised by, �Get away from my son, you bitch!� She wasn�t prepared for
the oncoming right to her jaw�dazing her in the process.
As the curses started flying, Harry was
instantly pulled aside to take cover behind a huge bolder.
Shocked quicksilver orbs stared into familiar
eyes. �Dad, how did you find us?�
�Severus. You really need to practice Occlumency. Sev said you were
broadcasting so loudly it made his head hurt. Now, I want you and the others to
leave,� Lucius instructed.
�I want to stay and fighter,� Harry argued.
�No. This is�Harry, you�ve done splendidly up
until now. Let us handle them. Besides, this is one arse
kickin� that has been in the making for a long time
now,� Lucius said, giving his son�s shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
�Well, well, Lucius, will wonders never
cease,� Narcissa said above the noise of thunder and
Bellatrix� cackling laughter.
Quickly standing, Lucius unsheathe his wand. �I
should have known that you would reduce yourself to kissing that maniac�s feet,
Narcissa,� Lucius sneered.
�You dare to speak about the Dark Lord in
such a disrespectful manner?�
�Please�you should know by now that only a
selected few that I hold in high regard and Voldemort
is not one of them,� Lucius replied as he and Narcissa
sized each other up.
�I should have killed that whore and your
bastard child instead of leaving it up to Wormtail.
If only the Dark Lord had listened to my warning that night,� Narcissa prattled.
In that moment of clarity, Lucius realized
what she admitted. �It was you?! You told Voldemort
about James and Harry,� Lucius seethed.
�Yes, I wanted him out of our lives. I didn�t
have you wholly. I had birth you an heir already; there was no need for you to
beget another one. Potter was nothing more than a power hungry gold-digger�he
had nothing! Yet, he was able to hold the one thing I could never have,� Narcissa lament.
�And you never will,� Lucius answered.
Without saying another word, Lucius hurled
curse after curse toward Narcissa. She blocked and
cast a curse back but Lucius began backing her into the wall behind her until
she was joined by her sister.
Bellatrix was able to prevent Lucius from
advancing further, yet even with the two of them dueling against him, they were
still no match.
Harry watched in fascination as his father
fought bother Narcissa and Bellatrix. Lucius held his
wand in his left hand and his cane in the other. The sisters twirled and parried
in synch to each other to avoid being hit by whatever curse Lucius was sending.
In the next moment, the wall behind the Black
sisters exploded; causing her to stumbled and lose her
footing. A stray hex hit Bellatrix as she was going down, which sent her
sailing across the room. Taking advantaged of Narcissa�s
shock, Lucius disarmed her.
Narcissa held her hands
up in surrender but Lucius either didn�t notice or didn�t care as he cast
another spell. Narcissa hit the onyx wall with a loud
thwack. She slowly slid down to the floor in a rumpled heap at Lucius� feet.
Walking up to the unconscious witch, Lucius
glared hatefully at Narcissa. Maybe after she�s been
arrested he wouldn�t have to go to court. Thinking of his sons, he turned to
make sure Harry was alright but�
Harry was gone.
oOoOoO
Running swiftly behind Bellatrix through the
main lobby of the Ministry, Harry let fly a jelly leg jinx. She fell. Harry
then followed-up with an Unforgivable Curse.
Bellatrix laughed at his feeble attempt to
kill her. Harry was upon her, breathing heavily, sweat running down the sides
of his face. His hand shook with rage.
�Go on, Potter, do it,� Bellatrix said egging
Harry to strike her while she was down and helpless.
�You
have to mean it, Harry,� a slick oily voice hissed inside Harry�s
head.
�Get out!� Harry shouted truing around to
face his godmother�s murderer.
�Expelliarms!�
But the disarming spell was block and
in-turn, Harry was wandless.
�You think, you can
beat me, Harry Potter?�
Unnoticed by them, Bellatrix edged away from
the on-coming duel. Flames erupted from one of the many fireplace entries.
�You shouldn�t have come here tonight, Tom.�
�Everyone shall know of my return, old man,� Voldemort replied. �And there�s nothing you can do to stop inevitability.�
oOoOoOo
THE DARK LORD IS BACK!!!
Apparently, after everything was said and
done, Harry and Dumbledore spoke the truth of Voldemort
returning. The Daily Prophet and other newspapers wrote various articles of the
Dark Lord�s return and the duel between him and the Headmaster that rind the
Ministry�s lobby asunder.
Of all the articles that were written, none
was more satisfying than that of Dolores Umbridge
being sacked by School Governor, Lucius Malfoy.
The students cheered and celebrated of being
freed of Umbridge�s militaristic rule. However, one
student in particular did not join in with the festivities. Harry sat in the
Headmaster�s office. The solemn air about Harry seeped into everything�the
pictures were silent, some with bowed heads or dabbing the corner of their eyes
and sniffling. The drooped with grim look etched upon its� cloth features and
Fawkes� trill was of a haunting melody.
Harry smiled but it didn�t reach his eyes as
he glanced around the office. The thrill of watching all of Albus�
gadgets never wore-off but Harry wasn�t interested in fiddling around with any
of the whatchamacallits.
Quicksilver eyes finally came around to land
on the man who he thought of as a grandfather. The events at the Ministry were
startling to say the least. Nevertheless, it was terrifying all the same. Any of
his friends could have died, his brother�he was older than Draco and he should
have known better! Yet, he allowed his baby brother to do something as
foolhardy as to fight Death Eaters with Draco�s mother leading the pack!
The only good thing that came out of the
whole ordeal was Narcissa being arrest for criminal
activity. Plus, Harry had discovered after getting back to Hogwarts that Remus
was severely injured: someone cut him pretty badly using silver and they�re not
sure if he�s going to make it.
Even his father received a broken wrist from
punching his ex-wife and that was healed in no time by the healers who arrived
on the scene to tend to the wounded.
There was one fatality�Alaster
Moody. Apparently, while his back was turned Bellatrix hit him with the Killing
Curse. His funeral was scheduled for the next day.
�I�m ready, Professor,� Harry quietly said.
Dumbledore pushed an object across his desk
in front of Harry. It was a pair of Muggle
sunglasses, made of a white hard, thick plastic frame with gleaming studs and
sparkling rhinestones on the outer trim and along the broad temple arms. The
lenses were dark and wide.
Harry couldn�t imagine where Dumbledore
nicked a fancy pair like that from and he wasn�t going to ask just as long as
it was a safe portkey, he wasn�t questioning
anything.
Grabbing onto the sunglasses, harry held his
breath, waiting for the pulling sensation at his navel.
�We�ll talk later, Harry,� was all Albus said and then Harry was gone.
oOoOoOo
FORMER MINISTER OF MAGIC FOUND DEAD
In
a bizarre twist of events, the former Minister Cornelius Fudge was found dead
in his cell early yesterday morning. The cause of death is still unknown. However,
the gruesome discovery led authorities to believe that it�s a common case of
food poisoning. But Lead Healer Lowen Goodlaw of St. Mungo�s reports
that no know potions or curses were found when he examined the remains.
��Every
test has been conducted to determine what caused the complete decomposition of
Mr. Fudge�s body. Unfortunately, the test revealed no traces of any kind of
magic or any kind of trace elements from potions�we are truly at a loss.�
Ministry
Law Enforcement asked the Wizarding world�s Master
Potions Maker: Octavious Tobias Snape for his expert
opinion.
�There
are no potions today or even centuries past that could produce such damage to
this extent from the inside-out.�
And
as our readers know�He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has returned. Could this be
another elaborate scheme of his or could someone wanted Mr. Fudge�s death.
There are no longer Dementors guarding Azkaban and
all the house-elves have been questioned�none of which were able to provide any
useful information.
As
it stands�the former Minister�s death is an unsolved mystery. Reporting to the
community as this story develops, I�m Marshall Mactrillian.
oOoOoOo
Smirking as he folded the paper and tossing
it off to the left of him, Severus reached over to adjust the blanket around
his husband. They have been at St. Mungo�s since
Remus was brought in form the fight at the Department of Mysteries.
Recalling what Sirius had said earlier about
the articles, Severus was all too please, �It�s
a damn shame really. I wanted to have a go at the bastard and someone else got
to him first.� And that pleasure was all Severus�. The Death Eater that
followed Severus all those months ago, apparently was a guard
His gaze traveled across the private room to
where Regulus was lying on the other bed with Cassie
in a fitful sleep. Then his eyes landed on James on the extra cot. His bell being more visible with his hand splayed over
it. Sighing, Severus copied the gesture and waited� and waited, but he felt no
streams of life from within.
Maybe he lost his chance fifteen years ago.
Maybe Orion and Sheridan would be his and Sirius� only children. But for now at
least Severus was secure with the knowledge that Fudge got his just desserts.
Revenge� as the saying goes was a dish best
served cold.
oOo TBC oOo
A/N: How was that? I know it was a lot. I had
much to say, twenty pages worth of words. Plus, this was to make up for not
posting in nearly five months! I�ve recovered my flash drive and I�m back in
business. Oh, and as a side note, if anyone is interested in seeing what the Muggle sunglasses look like please let me know and I�ll be
more than happy to post a picture.
Was Lucius awesome or what? He really wanted
to beat the living snot out of Narcissa. Was anyone
surprised that Fudge died and how? So does anyone believe that Remus will die?
Don�t know? Well stay tuned for the next chapter.
Nemesis
oOoOo Teaser for Chapter 26 oOoOo
�Madame Pomfrey, I
don�t feel so well.�
Tutting, Poppy wasn�t
surprised. �It�s one of the side effects that you�re going to have to deal
with, dear. Go lay down and I�ll deal with your parents.�
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