Shades of Black | By : KagetsuAsame Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 24401 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I do not nor will I
ever own Harry Potter.
Thank you to all of you who have reviewed and given me your
support. Here’s a longer chapter for
you. I’m having an inner debate about
skipping his training and going right for the war but I haven’t decided
yet. What do you think? I look forward to hearing what you think of
this chapter.
Chapter 28
Atani
and Draco were back home for Yule and both boys were
more then happy to be home. Of course
they knew that they would be forced to study for their OWLs while on break but
they didn’t care. Atani was going to
have a nice long talk with his father though about the dreams. The moment he walked in the door his father
pulled him into a big hug and stroked his hair.
“How’re
you Atani? It’s good to have you back.”
He asked, stroking his hair out of his face.
“I
need to talk to you alone.” He replied, hugging him.
He
nodded, “Alright, let’s go talk.” He said, walking to Lucius’ study.
The
moment they were inside and the door was closed Atani spoke, trying to remain
calm, “Don’t send me another dream!” He said, his voice a bit sharp, “I can’t
sleep, I can’t focus, how am I supposed to get through
my OWLs if I can’t think straight! I’m
sleep deprived!”
He
sighed, “Atani, you know why I’m sending them.
If you would like my plans to be bumped forward and you be taken out of school that can happen and the dreams can
stop. It’s up to you Atani, do you want
to never set foot in Hogwarts again until we take it over or do you want to
continue going to school? This is your
choice. You know as well as I do that if
the dreams stop he will know that you have spoken with me and that you know you
are my son.” He paused and stroked his hair out of his face, “You’re old enough
to make this decision, I want you to choose. If you decide to leave Hogwarts then you will
be taught here and it won’t be as easy as you’ve had it.”
“What
about Drac?”
“He
will remain at Hogwarts, where else would he go?”
“I
don’t know…” He trialed off, “I just don’t know if I’d be
able to sleep without him.”
He
shook his head, chuckling softly, “It’s up to you Atani.” He said, brushing his
hair out of his face, “You’re an adult and can make your own choices.”
“Let
me think about it.” He paused, “I’ll give you my answer before break is
over. Right now I just want to enjoy
being with you and everyone else here.” After he spoke he gave him a big hug, leaning
his head on his shoulder.
It
didn’t feel like long before it was time for Atani to make his decision. He approached his father the night before
they were supposed to return to Hogwarts, “I can’t go back.” He said softly, “I
can’t stand his manipulations and the nightmares anymore.”
Voldemort
nodded, “Alright, then this is what’s going to
happen. You’re going to go back. Two days from now you will be returning but
do not make it seem as though it is of your own volition. You are going to be kidnapped.”
Atani
blinked but nodded in understanding, “Alright.
Who’s going to be kidnapping me?”
“You’ll
just have to wait and find out.” He said with a smile.
He
huffed and rolled his eyes, “Alright papa.”
“Draco
will bring your trunk back this summer.”
Atani
nodded and went to go curl up with Draco and sleep. He was looking forward to seeing what would
happen and would be certain to put up a fight when they came for him. He wasn’t about to go quietly and he wouldn’t
make their job easy but he was sure that they would manage to get him out of
the school.
Two
days after their return to school and it was time for Atani’s
‘kidnapping’. He had told Draco about it
on the train ride back. As Atani and
Draco slept curled together, a pair of wizards, cloaked in black, crept into
their room. The peaceful pair were soon disturbed by the feeling of the covers being torn
off. Atani let out a muffled cry as he
was violently hauled from the bed, a hand clamped firmly over his mouth. Immediately he began to struggle, fighting
against them as best and as hard as he could.
His struggles were cut short with the utterance of a spell. As he fell into darkness the last things he
saw were Draco being tucked back into bed, one of them fixing an injured hand,
and the box that held his snake robe being pulled out of his trunk.
When
he awoke he thought that it had all been a dream. He was surrounded by the familiar green and
silver of the Slytherin dorm but a new color had been added, black, and the
absence of Draco assured him that it hadn’t all been a dream. The closer he looked around the room the more
he was sure it hadn’t all been a dream, nothing about the room was familiar,
and he wondered where exactly he was.
A
knock on the door startled him out of his thoughts and he quickly found his
voice, “Come in.” He said calmly, looking at the door and waiting.
A
man walked in after he spoke, he was sure it was a man by the figure as he
couldn’t see the face. He was dressed
like a Death Eater except his mask was distinctly different. Instead of the normal pure white mast that he
had see Lucius wear there was a diagonal black stripe on the left cheek.
“I
see that you’re awake young master, that’s good. Your father has instructed me to bring you
down for breakfast.” He said, laying a green and black robe at the foot of the
bed, “I shall be waiting outside for you to get dressed.” With that he walked
back out.
Not
wanting to keep him waiting, Atani quickly changed, ran a comb through his
hair, and stepped outside. The man was
waiting, just as he said he’d be.
Without a word he beckoned for him to follow and began walking down a
long hall. The corridors twisted and turned
as Atani was lead through the building.
It was certainly a beautiful place; the carpets under his bare feet were
plush and soft, there were paintings hanging on the wall, both portraits and
places. Whoever designed this place had
good taste. Finally they entered a
dinning hall; his father was seated at the head of the table.
“Good
morning Atani.” He said, smiling at him.
“Morning
papa, where are we?” He questioned, this was not the Malfoy’s manor.
He
smiled, “This is Slytherin’s legacy. Our ancestor’s home.
We are quite safe here and no one’s going to be finding you. Eat some breakfast then we’ll talk about your
training.”
He
nodded and began to eat. When he was
finished he looked at his father, “Alright, what kind of training?”
“Everything
you will need to know for the coming battle.”
As
he was about to continue Atani interrupted him, “Who’s going to be training
me?”
“I
was just getting to that if you could wait and listen.” He paused, “My elites
shall be training you and you had better respect them. I’d better not get any bad reports.” He said
with a smile.
“Elites?”
He
nodded, “Yes, you’ve already met one of them.
Lucius had the opportunity to become one before Draco’s birth but he
wanted to be there for his son and I agreed with him.”
“I’m
glad you agreed with him.” He smiled.
He
paused for a moment, “I have seven elites but two of them are out on various
tasks at the moment so you will only be meeting five of them. This is Seraph,
he’ll be taking you to where you are to be trained and introducing you to the
others. Now come here and give me a hug
and get going, you have a lot to learn still.” He said, getting up. Atani smiled and got up, wrapping his arms
around him and hugging him. Voldemort
pet his hair for a little bit while they hugged before pulling back and kissing
his forehead, “Get going and do what you’re told.”
Atani
smiled before following Seraph out of the dinning hall. He was led to a back room and while Seraph
went out Atani refused. He wasn’t about
to set foot into a snow covered courtyard barefooted. When Seraph realized Atani wasn’t following
he stopped and turned to face him.
“Well,
come on.” He said calmly, “Why did you stop?”
“I
have no shoes on.” He replied, “I have no desire to freeze in the snow.”
He
chuckled softly, “Well, that makes sense.” He said, pulling out a pair of fur
lined boots and a black fur lined cloak, “You’ll need this as well.” He said,
handing them to him.
“Thank
you.” Atani said, donning the boots and cloak.
“Don’t
thank me.” Came the reply as he took him into another
building. Upon entering, Atani noticed
four more Elites, each were dressed in a black robe and mask but each mask had
black markings on it, “You will learn to tell us apart by our masks and voices,
perhaps even by our footsteps in time.” Seraph paused, “You already know my
name but I am Seraph, the leader of the elites.” He looked to one with a black
mark down right cheek, the mirror image of Seraph’s.
“I
am Demay, Seraph’s second in command.”
“I
am called Shadar.” Another said, a mark down the
middle of his mask.
The next who spoke hand a black line down the middle of each eye,
“Kijan.”
The
final one had a black stripe, running diagonal from left to right over the
white mask, “Nyhm.” Came the one word reply.
“The
other two are Synn and Aren.” Seraph said, “You will be meeting them
later. For now, we need to find out what
you already know. We understand that you
already have a vast knowledge of the dark arts and we also know what you have
learned at Hogwarts thus far. We need to
see where your natural talents lay so we can strengthen them.”
“It’s
a pleasure to meet you.” He said when Seraph finally finished speaking, “As to
what I do and do no know, how are you going to deduce
that?” He questioned.
“Simple,
we’re going to test your knowledge.
Similar to the OWLs that you would be taking this year at Hogwarts
except that these won’t be graded like they are. These will simply be used to find out how
much work we have to do.”
He
nodded, “Are you going to have both written and practical or just one of the
two?”
“Just practical.” Seraph looked over at Demay, “Test his
curses first?”
Demay
nodded and got to his feet, “Come here Atani.” He said, stepping outside, “I
want to see all the dark curses you know.” As he spoke he conjured a very
lifelike dummy, “This will be your subject.
You may begin when ready.”
“I
need my wand.” He said, looking over at Demay with a raised eyebrow.
Seraph
walked over and handed it to him, “Good thing Synn remembered to grab it.”
Atani
took it and began casting spell after spell.
More than once Demay had to conjure a new one. When Atani cast the final spell he knew, the
same one he had used on his father’s diary during his second year, he collapsed
to the ground, exhausted.
“I’m
impressed.” Demay sounded surprised, “I honestly didn’t expect you to know that
last one. Did Lucius teach you?” Atani
nodded, “I thought so. What next
Seraph?”
“Do
you know any healing spells Atani?” Seraph asked, helping him up and giving him
a glass of water.
“No, not really.”
“What
about potions?”
He
took a drink of water, “Only what Snape taught us, I’m not too good at them,
Draco always did most of the work.”
“What
about charms and transfiguration?”
“Oh,
I’m good at those, well, charms at least.
Defense Against the Dark Arts was my strongest
subject at Hogwarts.”
Seraph
nodded, “Alright, I think that gives me a fair judge of what you can do. You won’t really need potions,
Aren will still teach you what he can of them if you’d like to learn. Demay, Synn, and I will be taking care of your
combat training. Shadar, Kijan, and Nyhm
will be taking care of everything else.
We’re not going to make this easy on you Atani but it will make you
stronger and prepare you for what’s to come.” He paused, “Lessons begin first
thing tomorrow. I believe Shadar wanted
you first thing in the morning. I’m sure
he will wake you up when it’s time. I’ll
draw up a schedule and get it to you before bed. Now it’s your time until nice. At nine you will be in bed.”
Atani
nodded, “I understand. Is there anywhere
I can’t go or shouldn’t go?” He asked, finishing the water.
Seraph
shook his head, “Not that I can think of, I’d ask your father for a more
definite answer on that though.”
“Thank
you Seraph.” He said before getting to his feet, “Do you know where I can find
him?”
“He’s
usually in the library or his study at this time of day; you can try to find
him there. His study and the library are
in the west wing; get a house elf to show you exactly where.”
He
nodded and walked out, going in search of his father. It actually didn’t take long for him to find
the library on his own; in fact it was the first door he tried. Voldemort was sifting through a large stack
of books when Atani walked in. He looked
up when he heard the door open and smiled at him.
“So? How did it go?”
“They’re
actually kind of nice; I was expecting them to be mean.”
He smiled, sitting down in a chair, “Seraph said my training would start
tomorrow morning with Shadar.” Voldemort chuckled at that, “What?”
“Shadar gets…creative with his wake up calls sometimes. He’s an early riser so expect to be woken up
an hour or two after him. I told them
not to wake you up before seven.” He said, pulling out a book, looking at it,
and setting it aside again.
“What
are you looking for papa?”
He
sighed, “I’m looking for a book I thought I had, obviously I can’t find it, not
really sure if I have it anymore or not.
Your mother wrote it and I can’t find the damn thing.”
“My
mother wrote a book?”
He
nodded, “Yes, one on the Dark Arts. You
should get some rest, I have a feeling tomorrow won’t be an easy day. When I find the book I’ll make sure you get
to read it too.”
Atani
nodded and gave him a hug, “Thank you papa.”
“You’re
welcome.” He said, kissing his forehead, “If you’re hungry you can get some
lunch, there isn’t really anywhere that’s off limits here if you’re wondering.”
He
nodded, “Thanks again papa.” He said before going to find something to eat.
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