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The Fallen Sakura Petal	By : corsochan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 15480 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author: HatefulRodeo

Story: The Fallen Sakura Petal

Notes: Hello Lovelies! Back to our Dragon this chapter! Madam Alice's full name is Alice Shire. The plot is thickening and from here forward it will really start rolling forward. ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I own nothing because if I did Sirius & Severus would have survived. Ginny would have been deceased leaving Harry free to live happily ever after w/ his beautiful uke Draco. Alas dear readers I don't own Harry Potter but JKR does.

Previously:

Harry wasn't happy about going back to the Thickey ward knowing Neville's parents were still there but it was the best place for Draco and Alice to get the help they needed in regards to getting their memories back.

The two men made their way quickly towards the lifts and Harry began to fidget until the door opened, the ward doors standing rather formidably right in front of them. Kingsley began to walk forward, Harry following him quickly with a deep breath they pushed open the doors and hoped for the best.

~~~~~~~~~~**********Chapter 6*********~~~~~~~~~~

Draco landed a bit shakily on his feet in the St. Mungos' atrium, still holding tight to his mother's slender form. He had to smile at his mother while she fussed over him; "Mother I'm alright it is just the first time I have apparated, that I recall anyway, but the others at the house told me all about the wizarding world and apparating as well."

Narcissa nodded but still kept a watchful eye on Draco. He really couldn't blame her; he was having trouble stopping himself from hugging her and never letting go. His mother and Lord Potter made him feel safe; his mother wasn't shocking after all but Lord Potter was a bit of a surprise for the abused man.

Maybe it was his subconscious' way of trying to tell him that Lord Potter was a good person, who was trustworthy and wouldn't hurt him? Draco didn't know why he felt like that toward the Potter Lord but after these six months he trusted his feelings and instincts more than a person's words or actions.

Just another side effect from working at the The Fallen Sakura Petal; many men came in with sweet words and touches only for their behavior to do a quick about face, turning into borderline sadists as they abused his body without a care.

They had never gone far enough to trigger Draco's room's wards but on many a night Draco was left broken with tears of pain flowing from his eyes and blood leaking freely from his torn entrance.

Not to mention the bites and bruises that were laid on his sensitive skin, or the sore throats he received when his clients forced their rigid lengths deep into his mouth, fucking his throat ruthlessly while he fought to breath. Draco remembered the many mornings-after waking up with tweaked and sensitive muscles from being fucked in all types of positions.

Stopping these thoughts Draco turned his thoughts toward his more pressing concerns. Draco wasn't sure who he had been, but he knew who he was now, and he just hoped he could assimilate the two together in a way that worked. But he would get through this with his mother by his side and hopefully Lord Potter would be there to help as well.

He knew the information he would be remembering would not always be pleasant, but he needed to know who he was or has been was probably a better way tp phrase it. The reasons why everything had happened six months ago. He didn't trust anyone at the moment besides himself, Alice, his mother and Lord Potter.

Snapping out of his thoughts with a jump when Healer Granger apparated in next to them with Madam Alice. Healer Granger asked them to follow her and she would take them to the Janus Thickey ward to be seen by the Mind Healer on staff there.

Draco knew what was going to happen; he was nervous and a bit scared. What if they couldn't remove the block from his mind? What if he had to learn everything about himself from others? Never remembering his childhood or friends; if he had them but judging by the information he had picked up that seemed unlikely. Draco got the notion from the article that he hadn't been a nice person in his school years.

Sighing, Draco decided he would worry about these things when and if the time came for him to. No use crying over milk that hasn't spilt yet. Entering the lifts Draco wrapped his hand in his mother's and Alice's, seeking comfort from the two older women.

Healer Granger smiled at him kindly, but Draco felt could see something else beneath the kindness, it looked like pity and that was something he did not want. Granger could be angry for what had been done to him but he would not be pitied!

Closing his eyes he leaned his head back to rest against the lift's walls, waiting for them to arrive at their destination. He was enjoying the comfortable silence inside the little compartment. Finally, a bing sounded and the lift doors slid open displaying two large doors with a sign stating; Janus Thickey Ward next to both doors.

Following once again behind Granger, Draco kept his head high and his hands clasped with the two women flanking him. Reaching a counter; Healer Granger began to speak to another Healer, making hand gestures as she spoke lowly.

Draco watched as the other Healer; an older woman with kind brown eyes, nodded and murmured her responses. Granger turned toward them when she was done speaking to the other Healer and gestured for them to once again follow her.

Draco was thankful that the ward was quiet and quite empty. He wasn't sure how he would deal with crowds right now. Seeing as for the last six months he hadn't had much contact with the outside world except for his fellow workers, Alice and clients. But clients were never sociable; it wasn't like they paid for Draco's conversation.

Taking a seat on the cot Granger had indicated Draco looked expectantly at her to explain what would happen now. Granger seemed to understand and began to explain what would take place in a few minutes.

"Draco, the Healer I was just speaking to is Healer James. She will be taking over your case and treatment. Healer James is the best Mind Healer we have on staff here and if anyone can help you it is her. Healer James will also work with Madam Alice to regain her lost memory.

Right now we are waiting on Harry to get here; while we wait Healer James is finishing up some paperwork. I will call for her when Harry arrives and we will get started. Now which one of you wants to go first?" Granger looked between Alice and Draco waiting for their answers.

Draco spoke first; "Alice can go first since her memory isn't as messed up as mine, so it will probably take less time. Besides she knows who did this to me. The quicker Alice's memory is recovered the quicker the bastards who did this to me can be punished."

Alice looked like she wanted to protest but a look from Draco stopped her and she nodded her head, smiling a small smile at Draco. Healer Granger nodded; "That seems like the best idea. So Draco is you will have a seat on the chair next to the bed so Madam Alice can lie on the bed."

Draco and Alice switched their positions as his mother conjured a comfy chintz chair for herself. Once everyone was situated they waited in thoughtful silence, Draco was feeling high strung with anticipation. Soon he would know the answers to the questions he had sought for six months, the day was finally here.

Draco turned when he heard the room door opening to show a tall dark-skinned man walk in with Lord Potter behind him. Draco and the others stood for introductions; Draco and Alice were introduced to the Minister of Magic and Draco felt shocked and a bit overwhelmed that the Minister himself was here to oversee the investigation.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Minister but may I ask why you're here? I mean the investigation into what happened to me can't be that important can it?" Draco watched as Minister Shacklebolt put his answer together.

In a deep voice the Minister finally answered Draco's question. "I'm here because we believe that there is a cause of corruption in the Auror Department. You may not know but you mother, Narcissa Malfoy, came into the Auror Dept. many times, the first one to report you missing and the subsequent visits were to inquire on their progress.

Each time your mother was given the run around until she became understandably upset and contacted Lord Potter to assist her in finding you. Lord Potter is a trusted friend of mine and brought the issue to my attention. I will be conducting this investigation along with Lord Potter and possibly a few more trusted associates to ensure nothing is swept under the rug or hidden.

I want the people responsible to be found, given a trial and sentenced to the full capabilities of our laws. I can only apologize to you and you mother for the lack of respect and obvious disregard the Auror Dept. has shown you both."

Draco tried to absorbed what was just said to him; was he really that horrible that even the Aurors didn't want to help his mother find him? No, he refused to believe that! If he was so horrible he wouldn't have been acquitted when he was tried, like the newspaper article had stated. These people who had done this to him were deplorable, spiteful people. They were the horrible ones not him in this.

"I don't know what to say Minister, but I will cooperate in any way I can to make sure these people can never do this again. I'm sure Alice will as well. She was just as much a victim as I was in this. Alice may not run a traditional business but she is an honest woman just trying to make an honest living." Draco finished talking and retook his seat, waiting for what was to come next.

Madam Alice spoke next; "As Draco said I want these pigs found and punished. I'll do what I can to make that happen." Minister Shacklebolt nodded gravely and inquired where the Mind Healer was.

Healer Granger stood and excused herself so she could inform Healer James they were ready to proceed forward. The room remained quiet until both Healers returned to the hospital room.

"I'm Healer James and I will be looking over both of you today." Healer James smiled kindly to Draco and Alice before turning to Lord Potter and the Minister. "Is there any special instructions you would like to give me before I proceed with their examinations?"

Minister Shacklebolt nodded before explaining that he wanted samples of any of the magical signatures Healer James sound in her examination of Ms. Alice Shire and Mr. Draco Malfoy. Healer James nodded her head seriously and asked Healer Granger if she would be her witness while she conducted her exams of both patients and collected any samples found.

Granger agreed immediately that she would. Draco watched as Alice lay down on the soft cot, as Healer James stood to the side of Alice's body, her wand pointed at Alice's temple as several words were chanted lowly in Latin. A small blue thread emerged from Healer James' wand and connected into Alice's temple. When the spell connected both Alice's and James' eyes slipped shut.

Draco sat like that for 20 minutes watching the Healer work on Alice. Every now and again a frown would grace either woman's brow or Alice would cringe in what looked like discomfort. After 25 minutes Healer James began to chant again and a piece of parchment appeared on the bedside table.

Healer James began to chant again and after about a minute the chanting ceased as the Healer withdrew her wand, cancelling the spell and awakening Alice. Draco watched as many things crossed Alice's mind before anger took the forefront and she hissed.

"I remember everything from that night now! Do you have a phial for the memory?" Healer James nodded producing a clear crystal phial for Alice to use. Soon a silvery thread was pulled from Alice's mind and handed to the Minister.

Minister Shacklebolt looked at Alice, Healer James and Healer Granger seriously; "I will need each of you to swear that the information collected is uncorrupted and to your knowledge true and accurate. This way there will be no doubts when this case is presented in court about what we have seen and found."

Each woman took her turn, wand in hand as they made their oaths, bright white light surrounding them as their oaths were bound to them. Minister Shacklebolt nodded before pocketing the parchment produced from Healer James' wand and Alice's newly recovered memory.

"Ms. Shire can you tell us what exactly happened that night six months ago when Draco came to you? I know I have the memory here but I would like to get your thoughts directly from you."

Alice nodded, retelling her newly returned memory. Draco watched as both Lord Potter and Healer Granger paled the more Alice spoke. By the end Granger and Potter looked nauseous, and Minister Shacklebolt looked like he wanted to murder something.

Draco needed clarification; who were Ronald Weasely and Seamus Finnegan? Why did they hate him so much to do this to him? Clearing his throat and bringing ever set of eyes in the room onto him. Draco looked into each in turn; his mother's eyes were filled with sadness and anger, Alice was showing much the same, Healer James looked sick and outraged.

Continuing his inspections, Draco turned his gaze to the last three occupants in the room; Healer Granger looked disgusted, sick and she still had that look of pity in her eyes. Minister Shacklebolt carried betrayal and anger in his coffee colored eyes. Draco moved to Lord Potter who happened to be looking straight at Draco at the time.

Draco felt his breath catch when he saw the rage, and betrayal in those burning green eyes but those shining eyes carried warmth and softness, as Lord Potter continued to stare into Draco's stormy grey eyes. Draco blushed at the intensity of Lord Potter's stare and broke off their impromptu staring contest.

Clearing his throat again, Draco spoke; "Who are Weasely and Finnegan? Do I know them? Do you know them?" Draco stared at his mother, Granger, the Minister and finally Lord Potter.

Minister Shacklebolt answered Draco's questions and Draco could hear the anger radiating in the man's deep voice. "Weasely and Finnegan are Aurors, one of the people who dealt with your mother when she came in to report you missing.

As of now they have both been suspended from duty for a month without pay for disregarding their vows and ignoring your mother's report and inquiries. I am disgusted at what they have done and once we have collected every bit of information we will move forward with filing charges and having them arrested."

Draco nodded to the Minister's words and turned to Lord Potter when he began to speak; "Draco you know Weasely and Finnegan from our years at Hogwarts together. Needless to say you didn't get along well with them at all but I never would have thought they would have done this. I'm sorry Draco for what they put you through."

Draco nodded and smiled at both the Minister and Lord Potter trying to show that he believed what they were saying and had faith in them to make it right. HIs mother came and sat gracefully on the arm of his chair and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. Draco leaned into the comfort his mother was offering.

He may be presenting a calm and confident front on the outside, but on the inside he was in tears from the revelations and the pain they brought. But he wouldn't cry here not in front of these people. Later Draco would cry his eyes out; get it all out of his system. Maybe he would speak to his mother about some of how he was feeling and what happened to him.

Nothing to graphic or descriptive in regards to the clients he had dealt with. More about how he had felt during these last six months. Draco knew that he needed to speak to someone and he trusted his mother to listen to and support him.

Healer Granger spoke, breaking through the strained silence in the room; "Alice you said you sent an owl to a box in Hogsmeade every month, right?" Alice nodded as everyone looked at Granger to see where she was going with this. "Well couldn't we send another package with money in it with tracking charms on it? Maybe stakeout the box to see who comes to pick up the money?"

Minister Shacklebolt nodded; "We can arrange that. Ms. Shire please write down the post box for me so I can set this up and assign people to observe the location." Alice took the offered quill and slip of parchment conjured by Healer James and scribbled out the information.

Minister Shacklebolt slipped the parchment into his pocket before turning to Healer James. "How long do you think it will take until Mr. Malfoy has his memories back?" Healer James smiled before speaking; "I can't tell you Minister; I haven't had the chance to examine him for myself but from what Healer Granger has explained to me it will be a few days.

If the block is strong and complex, which I have been led to believe it is, I will have to remove it bit by bit. If I do it all at once Mr. Malfoy may become overwhelmed with information and his brain may shut down from the strain of processing 18 years of memories and information." All the people in the room without a medical background nodded in understanding.

It was at this point that Draco remembered something, "Alice, could you give me my wand?" Alice smiled as reach into her pocket, and pulled out Draco's wand. Mis mother murmured softly next to him that it was made of Hawthorne wood with a Unicorn hair core.

Draco stood and took his wand reverently, relishing the feeling of warmth that spread through his body when he touched his wand again. He may not remember buying his wand but his wand seemed to remember him. A blinding smile spread across his face, happiness spreading through his body as contentment radiated through his magical core.

Draco felt truly at peace for the first time in six months; he had his mother with him, his wand back and his memories would be returned to him albeit slowly. Tucking his wand into his robes, Draco turned to Healer James before he made his way to the now unoccupied cot to lay down.

Healer James understood the silent request and walked to Draco's side; placing her wand at Draco's smooth temple, as a murmured flow of Latin began to flow from the Healer's lips.

Draco let himself relax, and allow the Healer do her work, feeling her spell connect to his mind. The sensation was almost like someone was teasing his brain and in his mind's eye he could almost see the spell working. He didn't know how long he sat there but suddenly he felt as if a light weight was lifted from his mind, as images from his early childhood flooded his mind.

Draco knew he was frowning in concentration, as he tried to absorb everything he was seeing and feeling; he watched almost detachedly as more memories flowed in front of his mind's eye until finally they stopped.

When he felt the spell cease Draco had a tsunami of feelings and thoughts coursing through his body and mind. Breathing deeply, eyes still closed Draco focused his attention on ordering his newly acquired thoughts.

It appeared from what he had witnessed, and felt so far was that his mother was his only true parent and supporter. HIs Father, Lucius he learned the man's name was, seemed to look at him as an obligation, as his heir but not as a son to love and take happiness in.

This made him a bit sad, to think his father had never wanted him. It seemed Lucius had wanted an heir and everything else that came with a child wasn't his problem, aside from training him to be the perfect Malfoy. Who treated their small child like that?!

Draco imagined that as a young child actually living through these events he would have felt unwanted and confused as to why his father ignored him. Seeing these memories as an adult with an open mind Draco realized his father was a cold bastard who cared more about power and money than his own wife and child.

At that moment Draco decided to view all his recovered memories in an impartial manner. It was easier to understand and interpret what happened to him in his childhood now that he was an objective adult watching and living it again in his mind.

Draco would treat this as a new beginning; taking the old person he was, and merging it with the new person he had become six months ago. Draco knew what had happened to him was terrible but maybe there was a silver lining to this massive storm cloud.

He was being given the chance to change himself for the better. To become the person he would have been had his father and every other outside influence not interfered with his growth as a human being and wizard.

Draco knew from his memories that his father was not a good man, and he practiced Dark Magic. It wasn't the Dark Magic Draco had a problem with; it was the fact that his father seemed to enjoy the thought of hurting other people while using it.

Draco didn't think he could hurt anyone, as the person he was now, without a damn good reason. Not after what he had been through. Yes, seeing his memories may change who he was right now a bit, but he didn't want to turn out like his father; cold, cruel and horrible. Draco wondered what else he would see in regards to his father's treatment and training? That thought was useless and Draco would remember who and what he had become soon enough.

Draco sighed internally, pulling his mind out of the past and the many questions it brought him. But he knew what he wanted to do when he saw his new memories from now on. Draco would stick with his decision to watch his memories objectively and make his conclusions based on logic, not emotion and his father's beliefs of pure-blood supremacy. Decision made he opened his grey eyes.

Turning his head; Draco came face to face with his nervous and worried mother. Draco had felt love for this woman before his memory was returned, but it was only because he had been told she was his mother. Now overwhelming pure love flooded him, smiling he sat up and put his arms around his mother.

His mother held him just as tightly; murmuring words of love and thanks that her son was back. Draco just snuggled into her neck, inhaling her once again familiar sweet scent and thanking God that he had her here with him. That she loved him so much now and when he was child.

Finally Draco pulled away, wiping his misty eyes and turned to Healer Jones with a smile; "It worked well. I remember up until my fifth birthday. Do you need to check anything else?" Healer Jones answered in the negative and told him she would visit him tomorrow at Malfoy Manor to remove another part of the block.

Draco nodded before turning to Minister Shacklebolt. "Did you get another magical signature from the memory block on me? And how do you get and identify a magical signature?" Draco was very curious about both of the questions and waited patiently for the Minister to answer but it was Healer James who spoke.

"Mr. Malfoy every magical being has a magical core that emits a certain aura, feeling and a pulse if you will. The spell used to record a magical signature takes the pulse emitted from your cast spell work or straight from your magical core and puts it onto paper in the form of waves and spikes.

No two magical being have the same signature, our signatures are as unique as snowflakes. However, families can have similar signatures which are helpful on identifying lawbreakers or identifying unknown people.

For example if you had been brought in hurt or in a coma, and we did not know who you were we could take a reading of your magical core. Running your signature through the ones on file, we can identify your family from a magical signature that was recorded under you mother or any other family members who are in the Ministry databank.

Signatures are registered for many different reasons; criminal procedures are just one example of why we would find a registered magical signature in our files. Does that answer your question?"

"It does. Will these signatures be compared to Auror Weasely and Finnegan? If they match, which I have little doubt they will, I want them arrested and charged immediately. The harshest punishment would be too good for them." Draco pinned the Minister with his fiery grey eyes, conveying his seriousness.

"If they match, I assure you Mr. Malfoy that Weasely and Finnegan will be arrested, charged and given a trial as soon as possible. But I would like to send the money with the trackers on it; if we can catch them with the marked money it would be another strike against them."

Draco thought on the Minister Shacklebolt's words and found himself seeing the merit behind them. In the end he gave his agreement to the Minister's wishes to send the marked money. Feeling tired Draco stood and asked if he was free to go home?

Lord Potter asked if it would be okay of he dropped by later in the evening to speak to his mother and him. Draco agreed happily, looking quite forward to talking to the Potter Lord again. Maybe he could give him a clue as to what he would be seeing in his later memories when he was at Hogwarts.

Truth be told Draco was a bit nervous and afraid of what he was going to see when his memory was unblocked further and his later memories were able to be accessed again. From what he had seen so far the outlook was not promising for him but the past was the past and he would deal with it when it arose.

What mattered was he would remember who he had been, and if that person wasn't who he wanted to be anymore he would work hard to become a person he, and his family could be proud of.

Feeling better than he had in a long time Draco let his mother take his hand and lead him out of the room after speaking their thanks and goodbyes. The Minister said he would be in contact within the next few days with more details and also swore all of them in the room to secrecy, the Minister it seemed was not taking any chances that this would get out beforethey were ready to proceed forward.

Both Healers wished him well and they would see him tomorrow so they could continue removing the block. Alice hugged him tight and wished him well. Draco hugged the woman back and also expressed his wished for her to stay well. Lord Potter bid them goodbye and told them he would be dropping by around 7 to talk to them.

Draco was looking forward to going back home, taking a hot bath and having a small nap in his own bed. When they reached the atrium Draco let his mother hug him to her, as the still strange squeezing feeling of apparition gripped their bodies.

I hope you enjoyed chapter 6!

Next chapter we will be with Harry and possibly Draco and/or Narcissa. Stay tuned!

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