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Wishing For Darkness	By : sephsdaughter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11722 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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A/N: So I am very excited that you all seem to like my Le Fay-Grindewald heritage. I knew I wasn't going to get this chapter out quick enough for it to be out yesterday, so I made it extra long! Hope you enjoy. ^^ For everyone who I didn't get a reply to their review, THANK YOU! So on with the chapter!

�Mental Speech�
�Speech�
�Parseltongue�
Thoughts

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Vernon slammed open the door of the third bedroom, and walked in. His face turned purple in rage further, upon seeing Harry's small form sleeping soundly. Growling, he stalked over and pulled the boy up by his hair. Harry's body tensed in expectancy, as he was thrown against the wall. �Get up, freak! Now!�

Harry struggled to regain his breath, while painfully standing up. Positive he had a couple broken ribs. Groaning as softly as he could, he rested against the wall, not able to support himself. Apparently this was the wrong thing to do, as Vernon came over and slapped him across the face, making him end up sprawled across the floor.

�Boy, what have I told you about those freaky friends writing to you?� he asked, accentuating each word with a kick to the ribs and spine. �None of those bloody birds are supposed to be here!� Kicking him harder with those words. Relishing in the small cries coming from his nephew. He kicked him one last time, extra hard, before turning to leave. He did not expect a small black snake to shoot from the corner, and bite into his ankle. He screamed like a little girl, and ran from the room.

Aya turned her currently red eyes to her master. Slithering over to him, she hissed soothingly. Feeling helpless, she looked into her Harry's mind, finding a wall over another link, she unblocked it. Immediately she bolted out of his mind, and watched him. His lips were moving like he was speaking, maybe he was, she didn't know. She hated not being able to help with the fact that when he coughed, it was blood coming out of it mouth.

�Rin! What happened to you? Answer me!� the panicked voice, of the relatively familiar Ryu, echoed in his head.

Hissing slightly, Harry replied, �Please not so loud, Ryu. Hurts. Help me please. It hurts so bad, Ry...� Coughing more, he tried to stay conscious.

~DMHPDMHP~

Damn it! Why was he blocking the link, he could have been killed! �Rin, hold on, just a couple more minutes, okay?� Running towards his mother's suite, he flew through the door.

�Mm, yeah...� the reply was faint, but he could feel his presence still.

�Young man, what have I-� as Narcissa was cut off, she finally took in her son's appearance.

�Mother, I have to help him. He has too many injuries for me to heal by myself. Please help me,� Draco spoke hurriedly. He knew begging wasn't a very Malfoy thing to do, but right now he didn't care.

Getting up, she nodded and entwined her fingers with his. Closing her eyes she felt out his aura with her own, and then she completely relaxed.

�Rin, are you still with me? We're going to heal you, alright?� Together Narcissa and Draco, concentrated on pinpointing the boy's injuries. Slowly they closed the wounds on his body, which had come open during the beating. A gasp was shared between them as they saw the internal injuries. One of his lungs was punctured, the other slowly deflating, his stomach acid was pouring onto his other intestines. One of his kidneys had failed completely. His spine had a dislocated disk, and there were seven broken ribs. Quickly, and efficiently, they healed the major injuries, then set to work on the others.

They completely removed the failed kidney, and had to work hard to get the lungs to heal. Luckily Harry's Magic seemed to be working with them. The dislocated disk was the worst repair, since even with magic they had to be extremely careful. Clearing the stomach acid was easy, but repairing the intestines and organs around it was tedious work. Finally though about three hours later, they were finished.

Everyone was exhausted, but Draco wasn't going to retreat to sleep until he knew Rin was awake again. He hugged his mother tightly, in thanks. Narcissa kissed his forehead, and shooed him out of her room, since unlike him she was going to rest for a while now.

Quietly, Draco called for Nilly. She popped in and frowned at his exhaustion, �What can Nilly be doing for you Master Draco?� there was a large undertone of concern in her voice, and he smiled a little, making her gasp.

�Could you get me a pepper up potion and something filling to eat?� he asked.

�Of course! Nilly will be getting to it right away, sir. In the meantime, Nilly suggests you have a seat in the sun room,� she thumped herself on the head, mid apparition, for daring to suggest something like that.

Chuckling softly, he walked the short distance to the sun room. Holding his sides in silent laughter, as he saw his father sleeping in one of the chairs, drool dripping down his chin. Silently, he crept up next to his fathers chair, and got right up to his ear. Waiting a moment, in a voice slightly higher than a normal conversation one, he said, �You seem to be resting very peacefully, father.� Jumping away from the hand that came up to swat his head, he fell down laughing.

Glaring at his son, he wiped the drool from his chin challengingly. �Where is Narcissa?� he asked.

His laughter stopped abruptly, and he sighed. �She's resting for a little while. She had Lee Lee bring her a late lunch though,� Draco replied.

Raising an eyebrow, meaning for Draco to elaborate. Listening as Draco explained, all that had gone on this morning. By the time he was finished, Nilly had brought them both lunch, and Lucius was very curious. Something not most people know is that, Malfoy's are very curious people.

When they were both finished with lunch, they sat in silence for a little while. After some time, Draco's eyes became unfocused and his breathing slowed slightly.

~HPDPHPDM~

A very disoriented Harry awoke slowly, he sat up and noted with surprise that it didn't hurt. He didn't hurt. Poking and prodding himself softly, he found a couple bruises and he was a bit on the stiff side, but that was it. Smiling very slightly, he looked around, and breathed a sigh of relief noticing the his letters were untouched.

�Rin? Are you awake?� Ryu's voice, even mentally sounded exhausted.

�Yeah, I am. Are you alright?� Harry didn't know what to make of this entire ordeal. I mean, his uncle is beating the crap out of him, then Ryu and someone else foreign to him heal him, after someone took down his mental barrier.

�Master, you need to leave very soon, the fat man and the smaller fat man are not happy. The annoying woman, has lots of mixed feelings,� Aisling's hiss came from next to him, and he jumped a little, before hugging the small snake to him.

�Aya, they didn't hurt you did they? I'm so happy you're here, I missed you,� came Harry's happy hissing.

�I'm doing okay, Rin. Better now that you're okay. Do you know how worried I was, when out of nowhere came this rush of extreme pain? Do not ever do that to me again. I understand that we probably don't even know each other, but...still,� Draco was at a complete loss of words, he didn't know how to explain how he was feeling. Hell he doesn't even know what he's feeling.

�I'm sorry, Ry. I wasn't thinking the block wouldn't hold,� said Harry.

�Master, did you hear anything I just said?� Aya said in annoyance. Getting no response she just curled up around her master's arm.

�Speaking of which, why the bloody hell did you even put that block up, hm? This link we have it's obviously there for a reason, if you hadn't had the block up, then I might have been able to get to you faster!� The anger and worry, could be seen, or rather heard, all around the world. Harry would bet on that.

Biting his lip in remorse, Harry quietly replied, �I didn't want you to be feeling what I was feeling. It's invasive knowing that whatever I am feeling you're feeling too. Which goes both ways, but...�

Nipping Harry's arm lightly with her fangs, Aya hissed frantically, �Master Harry, we have to go NOW! They're coming, and the waves of anger are just rolling off of them.�

She needn't have said this, as Harry could feel them going in and out of him. Standing up, he grabbed his letters, and imagined his trunk in front of him. Just when he thought it wouldn't work, it appeared. He shrunk it and put it into his pocket. �Who's side are you on?� Harry asked him.

�What kind of question is that?� Ryu sounded flustered, and nervous.

�I have to know, and if you don't answer me right now, I am blocking this link,� he replied. Summoning his powers, he bit his lip in concentration, not even noticing the black and silver flames around him, and he apparated straight into Gringotts. A feat which had never been done. Walking over to the one he recognized as Griphook, he asked, �Griphook, do you think you could arrange a meeting with Ragnarok for me, please?�

�Fine! I'm on the dark side,� came Draco's annoyed voice.

�Very well, Mr. Potter, follow me.� With that, Griphook wandered over to a set of large bronze, and iron doors. He put his palm against the doors, and after whispering something in the language of goblins, the doors swung open.

Ragnarok looked up from his desk, and grinned toothily. �Leave us, Griphook.� Once he left, he gestured for Harry to sit in a chair. �Lord Grindewald-Le Fay, I'm going to assume you are here to get the portkeys to your property, and to settle your affairs?

�You have assumed correctly,� he replied indifferently. Holding his arm up to his neck, so Aya could curl around and watch the proceedings. �Hmm...I will speak with you later then,� with that Harry closed the link temporarily.

�Very well, I have to warn you now that certain parties will be notified of your arrival, soon. The only ones allowed in of course, are the ones that this will...inconvenience, shall I say,� Ragnarok kept a close eye on Harry, since he was hissing to his snake.

�Who exactly is going to be 'inconvenienced',� he asked, his voice deathly low.

Shivering as the room temperature dropped drastically, he pulled numerous documents from the vault behind his desk as he answered, �Well, Mr. Sylph for starters, then of course Lucius Malfoy. Then Luna Lovegood, along with apparently the Weasley's. They are all on their way in now.�

Getting up from his seat, he conjured an outfit for himself, along with a clasp for his hair, which was just past shoulder length. Spelling on the clothes, mentally, he went to the back of the room, blending in perfectly with the shadows. He held back a snarl as he saw the Weasley's come in first, looking as if they owned the place, his anger quelled a bit seeing Ginny who was glaring at her family, and was told to sit on the floor, since there weren't enough seats for all of them.

A tall man, with long golden silver hair, wearing impeccably tailored robes. His face was a mask of coolness, and he conjured up a chair for himself. Next came, Luna, and Lucius, walking in together. Luna was smiling at the corner Harry was standing in, so he gave her a short wave, he'd always liked her. Lucius was sneering at the Weasley matriarch, and sat next to his associate.

�I am sure you all want to know why you've been summoned here. To be short and to the point, some of you have to return some things to their rightful owners, and some of you are here because you need to be familiar with the proceedings, Mr. Potter, if you would join us?� It wasn't really a question, but then again, you needn't really have asked him.

Stepping out of the corner, he raised an eyebrow at the gasps. Looking at who he assumed was Lucien Sylph, he held out his hand locking his eyes with the man. �Mr. Sylph, I presume?�

Sylph looked at the hand for a moment, before grasping it firmly with his own. �You would be correct in your presumption, Mr. Potter.� He deliberately drew out the name Potter.

Nodding once, he turned to Lucius, and smirked. �We meet again, Mr. Malfoy. Though I must say, these are much more pleasant circumstances.� Nodding to him, he then turned to the Weasley's his face set in blank mask. �Weasleys.� He smiles slightly at Ginny and Luna, who were sitting on the floor, gesturing them over.

�Hello, Harry. I trust you are doing alright now?� Luna asked, her eyes boring into his own.

Harry's eyes watered for a moment, knowing she'd somehow been aware of what was happening at the Dursley's. He nodded. �Much better now, thank you. Would you ladies care to have a seat with me?�

Nodding, they all sat on the small sofa, that Harry had conjured when no one was paying attention. Sitting in the middle, he looked at Ragnarok. �Proceed.� Was all he dared saying. Knowing that if he said anything else, it would not be nice.

Coughing slightly, Ragnarok handed him a sheet, stating that he had to sign in order to receive all of the things stolen, or given away by someone not blood related. He handed it to Lucien and stared at Lucius until he read it over also. Harry saw them nod slightly, and he took it back, signing it quickly.

�As it is, as the President of Gringotts Wizarding Bank, Britain Chain. I hereby give the property now known as 'The Burrow', along with the sum of 87,000 galleons, 630 sickles, and 100 knuts, back to one Harry Potter. He may what he wishes with the tenants of the property,� he said coldly.

�What! You can't do that! That is our home! We don't have that kind of money, we'll starve!� Molly, was of course yelling. Ron was sitting there boiling with anger. The twins, Bill, Charlie, and Percy, didn't much care, they had made a living for themselves and didn't much care. Ginny was indecisive.

Molly kept going on and on, about how it wasn't fair, and he couldn't just dump them on the street after all they'd done for him. Ron eventually started railing Harry, right with his mother. No one expected what happened, after Ron made the mistake of saying, �You should be grateful you worthless piece of shit, after all we've done for you. To think your own parents couldn't do what we've done.�

Harry was behind Ron, misty silver fog surrounding his hands, which were around Ron's throat. �If you ever, speak about my parents in such disrespect again, I will rip your tongue out of your mouth. Understand?� He asked the last part in parseltongue. The room was deathly silent by now, except for the male Weasley's gagging noises. Waiting until he sensed his prey was about to pass out, he threw the boy to the floor. �That goes for the rest of you, too.� Little did he know, his eyes were glowing, and were slitted, like a cat's.

Moving soundlessly back to his seat, he repressed a sigh. His entire body was weak, he'd used a lot of magic today, and he wasn't feeling to great. It didn't show anywhere though, except his eyes. Looking to the goblin, he waved his hand.

�Ms. Lovegood, you're representing your entire family correct?� he said simply.

Standing, Luna stood in front of Harry and pulled something out of her robes. In her hand, was a small egg. About the size of a chicken egg. �On behalf of the Lovegood family, I present to you, your birthright power, may it grow with your family. With your heart, and with your strength. I wish you a blessed future,� her voice got louder as she spoke, when the egg was finally handed to Harry, it glowed a crimson color and burst open.

Harry didn't know what to think, it was as if thousands of white hot needles were pushed into him, then pulled back out and pushed in again. When the pain dimmed finally he looked around the room, everyone but Molly and Ron were staring at him in awe. He noticed afterwards that there were slight glows around everyone, and he could smell them, feeling what they feel even.

Blocking the feelings, seemed natural to him, so he did it easily. Flicking his tongue out, he yelped slightly as fangs pierced his tongue. �Aya, what am I?�

�I am not sure, Master. I believe a mixture of several different things,� she hissed softly.

�Wonderful, another thing to make me a freak...� He started talking to the people assembled before Aisling could reprimand him. �My family, accepts the gift of the Lovegoods, and thanks them for their work.� Where that came from he had no idea, but he was thankful that it seemed to be the right thing to say.

Lucius stood, and made his way to where Luna was minutes before. Slowly, he pulled out an orb that was swirling with many colors. �On behalf of the Malfoy family, I present to you, your birthright power, may it grow with your darkness. With your mind, and with your love. I wish you a deserved future,� Smirking, he handed it to Harry. The smirk quickly dropped in surprise as Harry rose from the ground, and curled up in midair. The orb sinking into his flesh.

Unlike when accepting Luna's gift, this one made Harry feel clothed in something loving, at first. It slipped in and out of his body, before settling around his head and heart. He felt the bones shift in his back, and he screamed in pain, though it only lasted a couple seconds. He gasped, opening his eyes, Molly and Ron, were trapped inside a mirrored box, the thing was, the mirrors were black, and swirling. Blinking swiftly, he looked at Lucius, who's eyes were completely unguarded, letting him see the shock, and maybe a hint of concern. �My family, accepts the gift of the Malfoy, and thanks them for their work.�

�Now that that is done with, the Weasley's may go, along with Mr. Malfoy if he wishes to do so, and Ms. Lovegood may also leave,� Ragnarok's voice broke through Harry's thoughts.

Harry blocked Ginny from getting up, but hugged Luna with one arm, promising to write her. �Mrs. Weasley, Ginny won't be going with you, I'm sure you don't need her help to find the exit though,� he said icily.

Sniffing, and turning her nose up, Molly walked out with a couple last words, �I don't care, she is no daughter of mine.�

Everyone filed out, leaving Lucius, Lucien, Ginny, Ragnarok, and Harry. Ragnarok, pulled out a thick folder, and handed it to Sylph. �Those are all of the documents, telling who Harry truly is,� he said, while handing another one just like it to Harry.

Both quickly looked them over, before turning their attention back to Ragnarok. �I would like the portkey to my small manor in France,� Harry stated.

�Of course,� Harry had the portkey turned over to him, and felt a warm tingle come over him, he smiled slightly.

�I don't understand,� Lucius finally said after silence rested over them.

�What don't you understand exactly, Mr. Malfoy?� Harry and Ginny asked, at the same time.

Glaring weakly at the two, he leaned back in his chair, and sighed. �All of this, you obviously aren't a Potter, for no Potter would be given a birthright by the Malfoys, nor have it actually belong to them. You are different, very different, than the last time we met,� he said calmly.

�You would be correct with both statements. I am no Potter, I am Harrison Ewain Grindewald-Le Fay, quite the change I think,� smiling grimly, he handed out the already made copies of his letters, with small parts missing of course, to everyone else. �I do believe, we all already knew Dumbles was a deceitful, manipulative, old man. Not that it really matters, what we thought we knew, because there's proof right there,� laughing softly, not a kind one, but one that sends chills down your spine.

Ginny's eyes were flaming, and she headed towards the door, cursing Dumbledore the entire time. �Ms. Weasley, I do believe that you need to stay for a bit longer,� Ragnarok said. Still fuming, Ginny stalked over and sat on the couch.

Tapping his fingers against the back of the couch, Harry waited impatiently for Ragnarok to end this. His hands were itching to just take use the portkey and leave. Chewing on his lip in irritation, when the goblin made no move to continue. Ten minutes passed, and Harry had had enough. �Move on, now,� he said, everyone looked at him in surprise.

�As you wish. Ginny Weasley, if you wish to do so, Mr. Grindewald-Le Fay has expressed a wish to do the Blood Brothers ritual, which in this case obviously would just be named blood siblings, same concept though. Normally, we would ask for parental consent, but since your mother doesn't seem to want anything to do with you, we ask for a relative. Which is one reason Mr. Malfoy is still here. He is your relative, albeit distantly. So at this time, and for the record, we ask Lucius Malfoy, if he consents to this ritual,� Ragnarok explained.

Grimacing, Lucius turned to Ginny and spoke, �I, Lucius Malfoy, grant consent for Ginervra Weasley to become a Blood Sister to Harry Grindewald Le Fay. So may it be.� With that he sat back down scowling, speaking to a muggle lover, how absurd, he thought.

Grinning evilly, Ginny did the unexpected and leaped on Lucius, hugging him tightly. �Thank you,� she said, before quickly getting off of him.

�Mr. Malfoy, just something for you to think about, there is a reason the Weasley matriarch pretty much disowned her only daughter,� Harry said, before grabbing Ginny, and pulling her into a side room off of the office. �Ready, sister?� Receiving a nod, Harry smiled and pulled out a ritual dagger from his robes. Sitting in the middle of a large pentagram, Harry slit his palm. Watching as Ginny took it from him, and slit her own. He ignored the bad smelling blood, and pressed his palm to hers.

They intoned the ritual incantation together, watching as the red and silver ribbons around their hands glowed steadily brighter.

�My blood is yours, and yours my own.
You are my family, now and always.
I bare myself to you, my mind.
My soul, and my heart.
May we always be together, through our love.
Together, we are now bound.
Goddess Hathor, mother of us, we ask for your blessing.�
White light shot from the peaks of the pentagram, and shot into their hands.

�You have my blessing, young ones. You both shall help keep each other strong in the coming times. Ginny, someone is waiting for you. Harry, you must go home, there are people worried about you even if they don't know who you are yet. Blessed be,� the mystical soft voice, caressed them and they smiled, even when she was no longer there.

�So brother, how about a shopping trip?� Ginny asked suddenly.

Laughing, he stood up and pulled his new sister to her feet. �I think we may just have to do that, after we go home for a little while,� he said.

Pulling him through the door, Ginny tapped her foot impatiently. �Let's go then!�

�Mr. Malfoy, I ask that you pass along the message to Dumbledore that I won't be going 'home',� practically spitting the last word, he took a deep breath. �Mr. Sylph, I will be in touch with you later in the week. Ragnarok, you will definitely be hearing from me. Also, I would like one of the money pouches that feed directly into my vaults.� receiving it, he smirked. �Good day, gentleman.�

Ginny gave a wave, and took hold of the portkey with her brother, and they disappeared. Reappearing in the foyer of the french villa. Harry snapped his fingers, and soon enough a house elf appeared. �Master Grindewald, sir. We have your suites prepared, if you and the young miss would follow me.� Soon both teens were settled in their rooms.

�Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiin, are you there?� was Ryu's impatient voice. �Are you going to talk to me?�

�Of course, I am. You just needed to be patient. So Ryu, would you like to know who I am?� Harry asked.

�Yes, why?� came Ryu's curiosity tinged voice.

Smirking devilishly, Harry replied, �Then you'll meet me and my sister tomorrow, in a cafe apparently named The Wizards Tea, in France.�

Mentally going over the pros and cons, Draco eventually replied. �What time?� he asked.

�Noon.�

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