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What's Up Redhead?	By : slytherincailin Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1568 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter Three:

"Well… This is boring."

"And what exactly did you expect?"

"I don't know," Harry shrugged as they walked, his eyes never leaving the fog-filled air even as the ground levelled out beneath them and became more mud than stone. His green eyes remained locked on the barely visible horizon, certain that if he were to look away, he would miss something. "demons I guess."

The blonde beside him drew to a halt, before snorting and moving forward once more. "I don't know what muggle nonsense has been squashed into that brain of yours, Harry, but demons? Really? There's no such thing."

"How can you be so sure?" Harry watched as Draco bent to pick up a handful of whatever it was they were walking on. It flowed like sand in the palm of his hand, pouring into the liquid air and hanging there like a glob of thick paste.

"Well, because I am," Draco replied, his silver eyes moving to watch Harry as the man poked at the suspended mud. "You don't see demons running around in everyday life do you? The only demons we have are werewolves and vampires and they're just people who were in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Harry poked at the glob again, frowning when it slid in the air more quickly, like a drop of water down the side of a glass. "You once believed aliens weren't real."

Draco stilled, his arm halting from where it had been reaching to snatch at the mud. "I also believed I'd grow up to be married to a pureblood and have one heir and grow old never knowing what happiness was. Sometimes it is a good thing to be wrong, Harry, but demons are one thing I draw the line at."

It was then they heard the shriek. It was a normal shriek, if a shriek could be called normal. It didn't hang in the strained air as their voices had when they had called out, nor did it sound like a shriek from any demon Harry could think of. It was a human shriek.

"That's Hermione."

"Harry, wait!"

Draco cursed as the older man took off into the heavy fog, following behind swiftly lest he lose sight of Harry and end up alone in this God forsaken place. So swiftly was he moving that he tripped over the kneeling figure in the mud, and came crashing down longside her.

He pulled himself up on shaking limbs, silver eyes unable to pull away from the woman that knelt beside him. Her once frizzy hair was lank, limp as she gazed through unseeing eyes at a mound on the floor. Her lips moved softly, whispers unheard flowing off her tongue in an endless chant.

"Granger?"

She snapped around at the sound of his voice, her large brown eyes pinned on him. "I lost him." The voice was hoarse, defeated and not a tone he was willing to believe had ever come from Hermione Granger. "I lost them."

She rolled dazed eyes back towards the mound, a mound Draco could now see was a very ugly orange cat. He dragged his sight from the dead animal, wrinkling his nose as he locked a firm arm around Granger's skinny arm. "Potter!"

"Malfoy?"

Draco swivelled rapidly, dragging Granger upright as he stood to face the threat. His mouth popped open in disbelief. "Weasley?"

The Ron Weasley that stood in front of him, however, was a far cry from the man he'd once been. Thin and older and haggard looking, the redhead took one look at Hermione and dropped to his knees, his arms reaching to wrap around her legs. She wobbled, her gaze snapping from the orange cat to the redhead's fiery locks. "Ron?"

"Do you have any idea how long I've been searching for you?"

Broken. Broken was the only word Draco could use to describe Ron Weasley. He drew back slowly as Granger ran a small hand through the man's bright hair, her eyes shutting in disbelief. "I lost… myself… I thought we were goners."

"If it hadn't been for Draco, you were."

The pair turned, eyes wide. The shriek Hermione let loose was purely emotional at the sight of Harry. Tears filled her eyes as she dragged Ron to his feet and wrapped her arms around the green-eyed man. She wept as he pulled her close, Ron's steady hand on her back the only thing keeping her from falling. "Oh, I thought you were dead! We all thought you were lost forever!"

Harry hushed her gently, smiling softly at Ron before his gaze landed on Draco and his expression became sharp. "What are we going to do?"

Draco grimaced as he stepped forward on the intimate moment between friends. "There's nothing to do but take them with us, Potter. Seanchaí said the Elders would only have enough energy to bring us back with one try, we can't send them now. Much as I hate to say it, they'll have to stay down here with us until we're certain we have everyone."

He glanced towards the older woman that was Hermione. She looked weary. Though no more than forty in his eyes, her own brown orbs were dazed and tired and her hair was littered with a silver he wasn't sure she could ever be rid of. "Do you have any idea how many more are down here?"

She watched him warily, her hand reaching out to grip Ron's. "There were… many, many people who wanted to come with us, but we had to test it. We had to be sure that it would work. But it didn't… it dropped us here… in this… hell! It was supposed to work!"

"Hush Mione," Harry ran a hand down her arm, his fingers cupping her cheek until she looked back at him. "How many of you were there to test it?"

The brunette sniffed, her eyes brimming with tears. "Myself, Ron, Ginny, McGonegal. Only four. But… where we are, there are others. They were… fragments of a person's soul that never made it to the Summerland. Albus… Albus was lost to us, too broken to be fixed and Minerva wouldn't leave him. I lost her and when I lost her I lost myself… But Luna, oh, Luna wasn't broken! She was already so lost in her daydreams before she died in the battle at Hogwarts, her soul is here! Snape was here…"

"Severus?" Draco interrupted the witch with a gasp, his hand outstretched as though he could grasp the words she was saying. "Severus is here?"

Hermione shook her head, "I don't know if he's broken, Malfoy. I don't know what part of him exists here, he pushed us all away before we could find out. Snape may be here, or just a fragment of his soul that got lost when he tried to find his way to the Summerland."

The blonde nodded, his mouth a thin line as he registered the implications. His Godfather could be here, then again, the man could be so insane from the splitting of his soul that he would be of no use to anyone. Not the Sev that Draco had admired and learned from. "I understand."

Harry watched him for a moment before he gave a grim nod. "Hanging around won't help us. This place is starting to pull at my nerves. C'mon, let's keep going forward."

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Albus watched as Seanchaí trailed a slender hand over the runes now etched into the skin of his arms, before sighing and folding a wet cloth over the rune that had begun to bleed. "Stupid, stubborn fool," he whispered as Seanchaí hissed, his blue eyes wide with sympathy. "Had you allowed me or one of the other Elders to share the burden this wouldn't be nearly as painful."

Seanchaí glanced towards him with glowing blue eyes, his lilac hair curling as he leaned in to press a chaste kiss against his mate's lips. "I would not have been able to live with myself had I put you or one of my allies in danger. Taking the connection to Draco upon myself ensures that, should anything go wrong and they become tapped, it is I and I alone who will suffer for it." He cupped the younger man's cheek with a gentle hand. "Never would I put you in danger of suffering, beloved."

Albus sighed into the hand, before kissing the man's palm softly. "I would suffer every day if it meant that you would go unharmed, Seanchaí. You are my life now."
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