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The whole story	By : Riahana Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 42611 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Authors Note~Sorry for the long wait for this next chapter, I was having problems figuring out were I wanted to take it. As you can see I didnt get much wrote while I was on vacation even though I wanted to. But I am back and will upload each chapter as I have them done. Thank you krucksue and thrnbrook I love reading your reviews. Kayla and disgruntlefairy, thank you so much for the input on what you like the most about it, it lets me know what I am doing right. Enjoy :)

Disclaimer~ The Prologue has the full disclaimer. Also any readers that are lost, read the Authors Note at the beginning of the Prologue; it will help make things clear.

Chapter 25

Harry spent over an hour walking around, doing everything in his power to ignore his cousin; who was huffing and puffing behind him trying to keep up. He headed to the playground, hoping it could help clear some of the fog that had become his mind. During the whole time; his cousin stayed in the background, not saying anything; which worked out perfect for him, who didn’t want to talk either.

Having spent many minutes, swinging didn’t seem to help either. His Grandmother said to take a walk, but she never said for how long, and he figured a little over an hour, would give her the time she needed. Lost in thought, not paying attention to his surroundings Harry walked into a trap. The air around him turned frigid able see every breath he made; the hair on the back of his neck standing on end. Looking around Harry noticed he was in the worst location; with him in a tunnel, the light fading away.

Unlike the trials Harry faced in the tournament, this was a true dementor attack; two were coming towards him from one end; another dementor coming from behind was closing in on his cousin. Although he didn’t like his cousin, nobody deserved to be kissed, the thought of having your soul sucked out while reliving your worst memories sent a shiver through Harry that did not come from the freezing temperatures. Running back towards his cousin, he held out his wand screaming, “Expecto Patronum;” the ethereal stag came leaping out of Harry’s wand, charging, leaping, antlers down towards the dementor; that was in the process of sucking out Dudley’s soul.

The dementor glanced up just in time for the stag to charge right through the disgusting creature; disintegrating it into wispy tendrils that floated away. The stag skidded to a stop before turning to charge the other two Dementors, who had decided that retreat was better than what had happened to the other; quickly flying away. With the Dementors gone Harry was able to take his first breath that didn’t hurt from it being so cold. Slowly he made his way to his cousin that was still lying on the ground not moving.

When yelling didn’t work nor was shaking his cousin rousing him, he casted a lightening charm allowing him to be able to drag his cousin away from the tunnel. Harry wanted to get as far away from this spot as he could, and leaving his cousin there was not an option. With his cousin hanging off his shoulder he was able to slowly make his way back to the Dursley residence.

Stumbling through the door Harry was met with the shriek he was expecting when he first flooed into the Dursley’s residence. “My Duddleykins, what has the freak done to you?” Not wanting to be in the way of the rushing banshee that his aunt had become; he dropped his cousin and stepping back into the waiting arms of his grandmother. Turning around her face showed disgust towards her daughter before tightening her arms around him. In the coldest voice he had ever heard come from his grandmother, “Petunia that is enough…”

His Grandmothers words where cut short by the appearance of a letter that was flying through the open window. It first flew around all the individuals in the room, before stopping in front of Harry; where it quickly unfolded itself into a pair of lips similar to a howler. “Harry Potter you have violated the law by using magic in front of a muggle; also violating the underage magic outside of school law. If found guilty the punishment can range from sentencing in Azkaban to being expelled from Hogwarts. Your trial is set for August 25^th one week from today, at noon in courtroom 10.” The letter folded itself up landing on the floor at his feet.

His grandmother picked up the letter, looking at Harry, before pocketing it. She would take the letter to Tom, but other than that he had no idea how he was going to get out of this situation. Leaning back into his grandmother, Harry whispered “tell Tom it was a dementor attack and the magic I used was the Patronus charm.”

She looked at Harry, “The order will be here shortly. Will you be alright for the time being?”

Harry nodded his head yes, he knew his grandmother had to leave but he was going to miss her; he gave his Grandmother one last hug before she went to the floo heading back to Malfoy Manor. Turning around revealed that his aunt and cousin where heading to the car, probably to get his cousin checked out since he still was walking around in a daze. Harry sat down by the door waiting for the order to come pick him up, hoping it wouldn’t take too long.

Even though Harry would have preferred it was Sirius or Remus that had come to pick him up, but Tonks and Moody were not too bad, at least they didn’t forget about him.

“Come on Harry let’s get you out of here before you get yourself into anymore trouble.” Tonks said as she began shrinking his trunk and Hedwig’s cage for travel.

“The Order already knows?” Harry asked suspicion running around in his mind, how could the order have already found out, it hasn’t even been an hour.

“Yes, constant vigilance is what is going to win this war.” Came the gruff reply from Moody. Looking closer Harry could see that Moody had recovered from his ordeal of being locked in the trunk all of last year. At least he hadn’t taken any permanent damage.

“Let’s go Harry I am sure you’re excited to see you godfather, and friends; Ron especially has been excited to have you at Grimmauld Place; talking about all the fun things you two would be doing.” Tonk’s continued talking, as they made their way outside past the apparition wards so she could side-along Harry.

Harry in a state of exasperation, how could she not know that he wasn’t friends with Ron? It had been almost a year since they had been friends. Harry followed; figuring it would be better to keep his mouth shut, he could figure what was going on when he got there.

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Tom’s nerves were strung as tight as they could get, he hated the fact that he had to send Harry back into the clutches of Dumbledore, but he wasn’t ready yet and wouldn’t be ready for some time to face the wizard that had destroyed so much. There was a lot he should be doing, everything to keep the Enrai safe; but his worry was all consuming not allowing him to get a thing done. This didn’t even include the situation he was facing with the Heiress, He knew there had to be a way to return her Elven heritage, but he didn’t know where to begin. That didn’t even include the pull he was feeling, with her being so close to him now.

Like all aspects in his life, think of the devil and they shall appear; Aubrey walked in, head held high, her long auburn hair floating about her like a living flame. Her eyes also holding an inner fire, and her mouth in a tight thin line; in her hand she held a piece of parchment nearly destroying it from how tightly it was in her grip. She looked pissed, and he had never seen her look so beautiful before. Whatever had happened in the hour and half she was gone, would not be good news to hear.

“You need to call the Inner Circle, I have learned of some things.” Aubrey said her voice cold; sharply turning around, heading back out of the room, leaving the way she came in ‘on fire’. If she had ever had the chance to take her proper place, Aubrey would have made a wonderful Enrai.

Sending out a quick call to his Inner Circle, telling them to meet immediately in the council room; Tom made his way to the same room. It was not surprising to see Aubrey already there pacing, “Everyone should be here shortly.” She nodded but still continued her pacing; something must have seriously happened if the Heiress was acting like this. Tom’s already tight nerves, pulled even tighter.

Luckily for everyone, they had listened to the summons coming quickly, the only two that were excused was Sirius and Remus; if they had to leave now it would have drew suspicion to them. Also there was an addition that Tom did not expect to show up, looking at Draco; Tom was about to ask him why he thought he should be here when the blond spoke before he could.

“This meeting is about Harry, which gives me every right to be present.” Draco’s superior tone grated on Tom’s already tight nerves and was about to explode about the importance of children knowing their place, when Aubrey cut through his thoughts.

“Yes of course you have every right to be here Draco; I would expect nothing less from you.” Aubrey’s cold expression grew slightly warmer, “I thought you might like to know I highly approve of your way of retribution that you inflicted on behalf of my grandson…” Draco smirked into Aubrey’s face starting to preening under her gaze. “And the blubberous boy now is calling you the blond daemon.”

Draco laughed, with the changes he had under gone this summer, was sending chills down the spines of the Elves in the room. Looking around he noticed, if they had not already known that Harry was Draco’s mate, they knew now; not even Lucius was about to reprimand his son on over steeping his bounds.

Folding his hands under his chin, Tom asked, “Now Heiress why have you called us here?” Aubrey stopped pacing for a moment too look at everyone in the room, then continued to pace.

“I have found out some information that everyone should know. First I have cut off all ties to the Dursley’s, my daughter Petunia…Is dead to me and has been since she left my home many years ago. Second I have found that even though Petunia took pleasure in torturing Harry, she was also paid to do so by Dumbledore…” The Heiress was forced to pause after this due to the clamor that everyone was shouting at once. Only one voice could be heard through the noise, and it wasn’t because it was the loudest. That one voice was heard because it was the coldest in the room.

“The Wizard will get what is coming to him threefold for the damage he has caused to someone who is beyond dear to me.” Everyone in the room stooped shouting after that, the room dropping several degrees as Tom watched the anger roll off of Draco like waves in a hot sun. No one in the room dared to even approach the blond except the Heiress. Putting her hand on his shoulder; bending down to whisper something in his ear. Tom couldn’t hear what was being said but Draco gave Aubrey a chilling smile in return.

Aubrey stopped pacing but she did keep her hand on Draco’s shoulder before addressing the room again. “Third an incident occurred while I was talking with the Dursley’s. I sent Harry for a walk with the blubberous boy and in the process Harry was attacked by something he called dementors. Harry told me to tell you Tom he used the Patronus Charm and a letter was sent.” Aubrey handed the letter over, for him to look at.

After reading the letter Tom looked back up at Aubrey but before he could say anything; Draco caught his attention; white as a sheet, his eyes blown wide, mouth shut so tightly that he could hear his teeth grinding. Even with Aubrey’s hand on his shoulder. Draco shot up running out of the room. He knew what was happening; Draco had to be stopped before he could ruin any plans.

“Lucius go stop your son, don’t let him leave the Manor.” Lucius ran after his son faster than Tom knew was possible with Narcissa on his heels. If what he suspected was happening it may take both of them to calm the blond down. With Draco’s display today Tom may have to rethink of some plans; some things where unavoidable to control. Leaving the problem of Draco to his parents, he turned back to the Heiress, anger resurfacing.

“I leave Harry alone for two hours in your care, and he has already gotten himself into trouble. I told you that he needed to be kept close but you couldn’t even do that?” Tom was now standing his hands flat on the table as he leaned closer to Aubrey locking his red eyes with her green.

Aubrey took the same position as Tom, while the rest of the members in the room inched away from the table in hopes of stay out of danger from the sparks that were now flying from the two. “I suggest you do not take that tone from me, technically Harry is at that house because you are the one who is a danger to him. How could he have been in more danger when we are sending him into danger?” Aubrey raged.

Tom knew the Heiress was right, “the question we need to figure out next is who sent the dementors, as the ministry is the ones who control them. Maybe I can get the information from them, and once Lucius gets back inform him I need him to look into the ministry to see if he can find out who sent the dementors.” Not even looking at anyone else in the room Tom walked out. As soon as he closed the door he heard Aubrey scream and what sounded like glass breaking on the walls. She had one temper he never wanted to cross.

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Lucius ran as fast as he could after his son, knowing he wouldn’t be heading to his room, Lucius took one of the many shortcut’s that littered his home; in the attempts to beat his son to the floo room. To his surprise, his son was already there about to step into the green flames that could only lead to one destination. Putting on a last bit of speed Lucius barreled into his son knocking him into the wall, holding him there; preventing him from leaving the Manor. Never in his life did he believe his son at fifteen could be strong enough to overpower him in brute strength. If it wasn’t for Narcissa coming in lending her strength in subduing their son, Draco would have escaped.

“You cannot do this; I have to go to him….I have to protect him…” Draco was shouting, using everything in his power to twist himself free. Even having to go so far as holding his son’s head against the wall preventing him from biting the arms that held him there. His son was more animal in that moment, listening to his instinct than what reason was saying.

In a roar Lucius screamed over his son, “You can’t leave, if you do you will put Harry in even more danger…” Taking a couple of breathes Lucius began again, “Sirius will be there soon so will Remus…”

Draco had calmed down for a second, with a snort he answered, “Those two fools, they can’t even help a fly.” He looked at his son, where was the cool, collected son he had raised?

Magic began rising in the room, wave after wave building, until the walls bulged with the force. The feel of his son whispering over his skin, brushing past him as more magic was released, making it hard to draw a breath.

Lucius looked at his mate, seeing the tremors that were racing up and down her body from the force she was having in helping to contain their son. There was no reasoning with Draco in this state; in order to keep him, the Manor, their plans safe; he put his son asleep.

Both Lucius and Narcissa collapsed after their son was under the sleep spell, this was going to become very bad if Draco was already experiencing the protective urges he was feeling. He should not have gotten into this state till after his seventeenth birthday, and the fact he was like this at fifteen, had Lucius and Narcissa look at each other in fear for what was to come.

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Finally after weeks of waiting it had happened, he was beginning to lose hope that Harry would ever leave his relatives house. But at the last minute he did, when he was able to spring the trap he had been waiting all summer to release. After this summer Harry would completely trust; considering that it could be only him that would be able to save the boy who lived from Azkaban. A slow smile stretched Albus’s face; about the bright future that was laid out before him.
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