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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29138 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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“Sirius!” Harry ran forward as Severus levitated an unconscious Sirius into the infirmary, “What happened to him? Is he okay?” He was vaguely aware of Hermione and Draco standing on either side of him and lending silent support, but his whole attention was on his godfather, lying there still and silent.

“Everyone out of the way!” Madame Pomfrey commanded, pushing Harry to the side, “Quick Severus; put him on the bed. Mr. Potter-will you please stop crowding me!” Draco gently grabbed Harry’s arm and pulled him out of the medi-witches way as she bustled around the infirmary. “Now Severus, what happened to him? Werewolf or Death Eater?” While she was speaking Severus had placed the unconscious Sirius on an empty hospital bed, and she began casting diagnostic spells.

“It was me, actually,” Severus replied calmly, ignoring the outraged look on Harry’s face, “Sirius got himself slightly injured while rescuing us-”

“I think a bone-crushing curse is more than ‘slightly injured’,” Remus frowned at the potions master, “The blood boiling curse wasn’t too pleasant either.” Remus scowled at Severus and the potions master sneered back at him; Poppy let out an annoyed huff and closed the curtains around Sirius’ bed, muttering about needing peace to work.

“Yes, but I dulled the pain almost immediately and then reversed the curses as soon as it was safe to do so,” Severus replied with a glare, “All that remained were a few scrapes and bruises, but he continued to whine as if he was dying. I finally got tired of listening to him and so persuaded him to drink a sleeping draught.”

“Severus used physical force,” Tonks said cheerfully, bouncing on her toes, “I’ve never seen him do that before, but he did; he pushed Sirius against the wall and I thought that they were going to kiss, but then Severus…well, I didn’t see exactly what he did, but he forced Sirius to drink the potion and then cousin Siri was out! Severus used the levitation spell and activated a portkey back to his house, and then we came here. It was exciting, and we walloped those Death Eater’s good!”

“We escaped with our lives and left a few of the enemy looking worse for the wear,” Severus corrected, “If Sirius hadn’t decided to get himself injured then we could have done much more damage, and perhaps even wiped out that base entirely. And I was not about to kiss that mutt; you have some serious mental issues Tonks. Why are you looking at me like that?” He narrowed his eyes at Harry, who was biting his lip as if to hold something back.

“I just-I can’t believe you drugged my godfather,” Harry shook his head in amusement, “I mean, sure you always threaten to poison people, but I’ve never known you to go through with it; he must have really annoyed you. You’re sure he’s okay?”

“I am certain,” Severus confirmed, “As soon as Poppy revives him he will undoubtedly begin annoying us all again. And you-how are you doing Harry?” His sharp eyes looked over Harry, but he couldn’t detect any injuries.

“I’m fine,” Harry replied, “Draco found me and saved me and we found out Dumbledore was behind it all, but unfortunately he got away again. Now the minister thinks that Draco and Narcissa are planning to turn me over to Voldie.” Severus sneered at that and made a snarky comment about inept ministers and how they were running the wizarding world into the ground, causing Harry to laugh out loud.

“What exactly happened?” Remus asked, “Severus contacted us and said that you had vanished and he and I were supposed to go to infiltrate a pack of werewolves to see if they had you.”

“Well, I guess it all started when we got back to school and Dumbledore-”

“Excuse me Harry dear,” Narcissa interrupted softly, “However, perhaps we should awaken Sirius first, that way we do not have to go over this more than once.” Harry nodded his agreement and walked towards Sirius’s bed, but before he could reach for the curtains they were pulled open.

“Well, I’ve checked him over and Severus was right,” Pomfrey said, “Sirius has a few bruises, but nothing life-threatening. You can wake him up now if you like; I’m going back to my office to update my files if you need me.” With a nod to the room in general Pomfrey went back to her office, firmly closing the door behind her to give the group some privacy.

“I’m going to find Ron and Luna,” Hermione announced, “I need to let them know that everyone is safe; tell Sirius I’m glad he’s okay.” She gave Harry and Draco each a quick hug before stepping away; “I’ll see you guys later.” After Hermione left, Draco transfigured another chair into something more comfortable-he figured this was easier than moving the other chair over to Sirius’ bed-and sat down.

“Let’s get comfortable before we wake Sirius,” he suggested, extending his hand to Harry; the brunet shrugged and sat down with him again as the rest of the group also transfigured chairs, and then Severus pointed his wand at the unconscious animagus.

“Ennervate,” he said, and a moment later Sirius’ eyes fluttered open; he was disoriented for a moment, but then he sat up and his eyes landed on Severus.

“You poisoned me!” He accused the other man, who simply rolled his eyes, “Don’t roll your eyes at me! I was in pain and injured…all because I wanted to rescue you, and how do you repay me?”

“Please,” Severus scoffed, “Your inept rescue attempt was not necessary; Remus and I were doing just fine on our own. You, however managed to get surrounded within moments of entering the compound, and Remus and I had to save you.”

“Hey! You weren’t supposed to tell anyone about that!” Sirius protested, “Er, I mean…it was all part of my ingenious plan to make it easy for you to locate us; we could have gotten out of it on our own.”

“Come on Siri,” Tonks laughed, “I tripped over…well I guess my feet, and one of the wolves heard me; we were in deep shit until Severus helped us. Thanks Severus! You too Remus!”

“Betrayed by my own cousin,” Sirius shook his head sadly, “What is the world coming to?”

“Well, I’m just glad you made it back safely,” Harry grinned as Sirius seemed to notice him for the first time, “It’s been an interesting day, huh Siri?”

“Harry!” Sirius cried happily, “You’re okay! Where were you? What happened?” He got up and hugged Harry in relief before sitting back down on the bed and looking at his godson attentively; “Who did this to you Pup?”

“Well, it was Dumbledore,” Harry replied, “and he got Zacharias Smith to help. I guess it technically started when I left Dumbledore’s office earlier today…” Harry spent the next hour telling the others what had happened to him, with some input from Draco; Narcissa picked up the story from where the boys entered the pensieve, and then Draco finished it with Dumbledore’s disappearance.

“Albus has gone too far,” Severus said, black eyes flashing, “As if trying to separate you and Draco wasn’t enough he invaded your mind-and don’t you look at me like that Harry Potter; I already apologized for the Occlumency lessons and you forgave me, so drop it-and he has been draining your magic since Lily’s death…I could kill him for what he has done.”

“You’ll have to get in line on that one Sevvy,” Sirius growled, “Dumbles is mine. Ow!” He glared at Severus, who had shot a stinging hex at him.

“I told you to stop calling me that,” Severus replied, “Insolent mutt.”

“No one is going to kill him,” Harry said, smiling at the interaction, “Dumbledore’s going to be arrested and sent to Azkaban, where he can enjoy the company of the dementors, right Dray?”

“Actually, I agree with Sev and Siri on this one,” Draco replied, “The ministry will never be able to stop Dumbledore, so we have to take care of him ourselves-and if that results in his death, well…he was willing to let Smith give you a love potion which-if it didn’t kill you outright-would leave you enslaved to that manipulative Hufflepuff for the rest of your life. I am perfectly fine with Dumbles dying.”

“Well, when you put it that way what he did sounds bad,” Harry said drily.

“You’re certain you are okay?” Remus questioned, “Having your magic drained like that…you don’t feel tired or anything?”

“I’m fine,” Harry laughed, “In fact…I really don’t fancy going to sleep anytime soon; I’m afraid I’ll have nightmares.” Draco tightened his arms around Harry’s waist and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek.

“Speaking of which, I would like to view those memories Harry,” Severus said, “I know Draco watched them with you, but if they do start affecting you in a negative way you may need an adult perspective on them.”

“And I should take a copy to the ministry,” Tonks added, “We need to file charges against Dumbledore, and those memories will be key evidence.”

“No,” Harry shook his head, “People will view the memories and try to accuse Draco of actually abusing me; I don’t want to go through that and I don’t want Draco to have to deal with it.”

“At least give them to Sev,” Draco suggested before anyone else could protest, “Let him view the memories, and if he feels they can be useful in our case against Dumbledore we will give them to our solicitor. I can handle a few people being angry at me, because anyone with half a brain will be able to tell that the time when you were unconscious was not a true memory; I will do anything to get Dumbledore put away.”

“Well, okay,” Harry agreed hesitantly, tilting his head back to look at Draco, “If you’re sure?” Draco nodded; “Okay Sev-the memories are in the pensieve, you can take them with you when you leave. Now that we’re done talking about me, what happened to you guys?”

“Dumbledore called me to his office not long after you vanished and told me that he suspected you had been abducted by werewolves,” Severus replied, “He told me to take Remus and infiltrate their stronghold, so I did. When we got there I told them that the Dark Lord had cleared me of any traitor accusations and Remus said he wanted to join the pack. The let us in, and I told them the Dark Lord-fine! Tom!” He glared at Harry, who made a face every time he said ‘the Dark Lord’; “I told them Tom wanted me to verify that they really had you, so they led us down to a cell on the bottom floor, and when they opened the door I saw what I thought was you in the cell; we rushed in, they closed the door and trapped us.”

“Lucky for us,” Remus picked up the story, “Severus had his robe pockets full of his original battle potions, so he was able to blast the door open; we got out of the cell, fought off a few Death Eaters and wolves, and then we grew suspicious of a trap-and that’s when we heard Sirius yelling at some Death Eater’s.”

“I tripped and they found us,” Tonks added, “We were surrounded by Death Eaters and werewolves, and then Severus and Remus appeared out of nowhere and started throwing potions at them; I never saw such amazing potions! They exploded, and mimicked spells-only, they couldn’t throw them at anyone too close to us. Then, just when we thought it was over, more re-enforcements arrived, and one of them shot a bone-crushing hex at Sirius. It was awful, the way he was screaming! But Severus cast a numbing spell on him and had him drink a healing potion, so he was able to fight again. Then, another Death Eater sent a blood boiling curse at Severus-”

“And the stupid mutt jumped in front of it,” Severus interrupted, “He was not yet completely healed of the first curse, and rather than trust me to take care of myself, he decided he wanted to be a masochist and incur even more injuries.”

“Well excuse me for trying to save you!” Sirius huffed, “Ungrateful Slytherin Prat.” He glared at Severus while the potions master scowled back at him.

“You are a foolish Gryffindor, as always,” Severus returned, “Your godson just brought you back from the dead, and you go on a dangerous rescue mission where you get seriously injured twice-and the second time it was by your own choice! Did you never stop to think that I would have a counter ready for such curses? I was, after all, subjected to them numerous times over the years in my life as a spy; I could have taken the counter immediately and been fine, but with us in the middle of a battle I could not heal you and protect us at the same time! Were you trying to die again?”

“That is enough you two,” Narcissa said firmly before Sirius could reply, “While it is nice to see that you care for one another, there are other ways to show it rather than yelling.”

“What?!” Sirius and Severus cried in unison;

“I don’t-”

“How dare-”

“I said enough,” Narcissa spoke over them and then turned to address Tonks, “Are you well niece? Were you injured in the battle?”

“Oh no; I’m fine Aunt Narcissa,” Tonks replied, “Although it is rather strange to be talking to you like this.”

“My fault, I’m afraid,” Narcissa said sadly, “I could not go against Mother when Andromeda was disowned, but at the very least I should have sought her out again after Mother’s death. It is my hope that we can put the past behind us and move forward as a family.”

“I’d like that,” Tonks grinned, “And I’m sure Mum would too; she use to cry when I was younger, and she told me she missed her sister, but she stopped talking about you around the time I started school. When I see her I’ll tell her you’re thinking about her.”

“Yes, please give her my love,” Narcissa smiled, “If you are un-injured perhaps you should make your report to the ministry; we need to find out how Dumbledore managed to set up a trap involving Death Eater’s and werewolves.”

“I agree,” Tonks said, “I’ll see what I can find out and contact you later via the family mirror, would that be alright?”

“I would appreciate it, “Narcissa replied, “Be safe.”

“Okay,” Tonks agreed, heading for the infirmary door; “See you later Harry! Take care of him Cousin Draco! And Severus-make sure you take care of Cousin Sirius; he needs someone to look after him.” She gave a small laugh as she opened the door; “Oh, and Remus? You should come by for dinner sometime; Mum and Dad said they’ve missed you the past few weeks.”

“I’ll stop by in a day or so Tonks,” Remus promised with a smile, “Take care.” Tonks said a final farewell to the room, and then she was gone.

“It’s nearly dinner time-do you two want to go to the Great Hall?” Sirius asked, “If not we can get Poppy to have some food brought up here. Where is Madame Poppy anyway?”

“She determined that you were well and left us to deal with you,” Severus replied, “I would recommend avoiding the Great Hall for the moment, as we still have much to discuss.”

“Then we should go back to our rooms,” Draco suggested, “We can have Dobby and Winky bring our dinner there.”

“I think I’ll take my leave,” Remus said, getting to his feet, “With Dumbledore having vanished, someone needs to start looking for him. I will pretend that I still believe in him, in his cause and that Harry has been corrupted by Draco; this way I will be able to talk to those out there that he trusts.”

“A good plan,” Narcissa said approvingly, “Be safe Remus, and if it gets too dangerous you may use this to return to my castle.” She handed him an amulet; “It has been blessed, and it will allow you to retain your intelligence when you transform, as well as allow you to tap into the wolf’s strength even when you are not in wolf form.”

“Thank you Narcissa,” Remus smiled, “Take care Harry, Draco. Sirius-try to stay out of trouble, will you? I trust you to take care of everyone, Severus.”

“Oh sure, place the burden on me,” Severus scowled, “As if keeping Harry and Draco out of trouble wasn’t hard enough, now you want me to look after the mutt? You ask too much wolf.”

“Hey! I don’t need anyone to look after me!” Sirius protested, “I can take care of myself just fine!”

“That’s what I said,” Harry told him, “But they just replied with-”

“Oh yes, you’ve done an excellent job so far,” Severus sneered, ignoring Harry’s words, “You were framed for murder, spent thirteen years in Azkaban, another year on the run, one in hiding, fell through the veil, and suffered from two potentially deadly curses. No, you don’t need anyone to take care of you.” Remus gave Narcissa a small nod and then slipped out of the room before anyone else noticed.

“Save it Siri,” Harry laughed, “At least you know he cares.”

“I do not care!” Severus glared at Harry, “You had better be glad you are my nephew, otherwise I would have to-”

“Use him for potions ingredients?” Draco supplied helpfully, “Yes, well, I’m afraid I would have to take offense at my fiancé being dismembered. I rather like him the way he is.”

“Must you boys always argue?” Narcissa questioned, “I am going to let Madame Pomfrey know that we are leaving.”

Fifteen minutes later-after Pomfrey gave everyone one last look over-the small group headed up to Harry and Draco’s room and sat down to dinner, which was brought to them by Dobby and Winky. After they ate they moved to the sitting room-Harry and Draco shared the loveseat as usual, Narcissa took a nearby chair, and Severus and Sirius wound up sharing the couch.

“We have a few things to discuss before your friends get here,” Severus began, “First, I have finished the potion to remove the horcrux from you; the last batch worked perfectly on the item I tested-”

“I managed to get Hufflepuff’s cup out of my sister’s vault,” Narcissa informed them, “It was a horcrux as I had thought.”

“Yes, and the potion removed Voldemort’s soul while leaving the cup intact,” Severus added, “It takes a little over one month to brew, so I will have a new batch ready for you on November first.”

“That’s great!” Harry enthused, “The Occlumency has been working, but I’m always afraid he’ll find a way through, and then after what happened this afternoon-well, now I’m worried about what he would do if he found out I was a horcrux.”

“In his nightmare Voldie found out he was a horcrux,” Draco supplied, “He-well, in the nightmare I was only with him because I was ordered to be; I was supposed to win him over and keep him alive, and in return I could have Harry for my own and do whatever I wanted with him.”

“Oh,” Narcissa said softly, understanding dawning on her face; “You’re afraid that he will want to keep you alive and allow his Death Eater’s to torture you with anything short of death.”

“Yes,” Harry nodded, leaning into Draco’s side; the blond put a comforting arm around his shoulder, “I would rather die than be kept alive so that Voldemort can live.”

“Don’t worry,” Severus said, “No one here will tell him that you are a horcrux, and even Dumbledore would not sink that low, for the same reasons you just stated. In just one more month the horcrux will be gone.”

“Harry-if anything does happen before we get the horcrux out of you, I want you to promise me something,” Sirius said, “If it looks like you might die, tell Voldemort the truth-let him read it from your mind or whatever; buy us some time so that we can rescue you, because as long as one of us lives someone will come rescue you.”

“That’s right,” Draco agreed, “Unless you know for a fact that there is no one left to save you, I want you to do whatever it takes to survive. I don’t want you to be tortured for the rest of your life, but if there is a chance that you will one day escape I need you to stay alive.”

“Okay,” Harry agreed hesitantly, “But if I tell him that I am a horcrux one of you had better come save me or else I will find a way to make your life miserable as well.”

“Deal,” Draco smirked, kissing him on the cheek, “So, what else do we need to talk about?”

“Training,” Sirius replied, “We’re going to start training you on using more powerful spells tomorrow. All of your friends are welcome to join us if you feel that they are ready and can be trusted. We will train for at least one hour before dinner every day, and three hours on the weekends.”

“On the weekends?” Draco pouted, “Why do we have to work on the weekends?”

“Well because we would really like to keep you both alive,” Severus replied drily, “However, if you would rather be killed we can just cancel the training sessions altogether.”

“We’ll be fine,” Harry said quickly, “But…can we at least have Sunday off of training?”

“I think that would be a good idea,” Narcissa said, “Be reasonable Severus-they need at least one day a week in which to relax.”

“Very well,” Severus sighed, “No training on Sunday. Sirius has also said that he will help you learn your animagus forms.”

“Ooh! That’s exciting!” Harry said, “I wonder what I’ll be? We already know Draco is going to be a-”

“If you say ferret I will turn you into a flobberworm,” Draco said warningly.

“Now Draco, don’t be ridiculous,” Severus scolded, “You know you can’t turn him into a magical creature or he would be stuck that way forever; why not simply turn him into a kitten, or a bunny?”

“Hey! No fair!” Harry protested, “I don’t want to be a bunny!”

“Very well,” Draco smirked, “Then I’ll turn you into a kitten, with a big pink bow around your neck.”

“You can’t do that!” Harry said, “Siri! Tell Draco he can’t turn me into a kitten!”

“If you turn Harry into a kitten I’ll turn you into a hamster,” Sirius threatened.

“You will not turn my godson into a hamster,” Severus glared at the dog animagus, “If you do I will turn you into a goldfish.”

“Hey! Why are you taking up for Draco and not for me?” Harry demanded, “You’re my uncle-you should be taking my side!”

“Yeah!” Draco chimed in, “And you’re my cousin Sirius; you’re supposed to help me!”

“But he’s my godfather,” Harry argued, “So he should help me.”

“And Severus is helping me because he’s my godfather,” Draco pointed out. The two boys glared at each other for a moment, then Draco leaned forward and pressed their lips together in a short, passionate kiss; when Draco pulled away he was smirking-although he was careful not to let Harry see it-and Harry’s face was lightly flushed.

“Um so…what else do we need to discuss?” Harry asked, “I’ll be rid of the horcrux in about a month, we start training with spells and our animagus forms tomorrow…what about Dumbles?”

“We will decide what to do with Dumbledore once we find him,” Narcissa said, “Earlier Madam Pomfrey gave me some bad news; it seems that Voldemort attacked a small town outside of London this weekend. It was a little town made up of mixed families, with one Muggle parent and one magical; six families were attacked, and everyone was killed except for children under the age of eight-those children were taken by him, but we don’t know why.”

“What’s being done about it?” Harry demanded, “Is the ministry looking for the kids? Offering more protection to families like that?”

“The minister is speaking to the Muggle prime minister to try and work on improving the security for families that have Muggle family members,” Narcissa replied, “As for locating the children-Poppy said she hadn’t heard any news about those plans. It’s believed that the children were most likely taken to be raised by loyal Death Eater’s, although there is the chance that…well, they may not be alive any longer.”

“We have to find them!” Harry protested, “We can’t just assume they’re dead! How many children does he have?”

“I’m not sure,” Narcissa said, “We don’t have much information at all I’m afraid.”

“Ask Tonks when she mirror-calls you later,” Sirius suggested, “She should be able to get some useful information; if only we still had a contact within the Death Eater’s…”

“I can use my mark to find Voldemort,” Severus said, “I don’t like to do it until we know what we are up against, but once we speak to Tonks we can start planning. In the meantime, if I go into London I may be able to pick up the traces of dark magic and get some information that way. I will go tonight.”

“I’m going with you,” Sirius announced, “I can help you look for the traces of dark magic-it’s something every Black is taught growing up.”

“I can ask some of the other Slytherin’s,” Draco offered, “I don’t know if they will talk to me, but it’s worth a shot.”

“What else can we do?” Harry asked.

“Just stay safe,” Narcissa told him, “I know you want to help Harry, and if there is anything that we need you, specifically, to do we will tell you. In the meantime, this is something that you should leave up to the adults; you are very capable, but this is not your responsibility.”

“But-” Harry fell silent thoughtfully, “I-I feel like I should do something; is there anything I can do from the school to help? What about scrying? I heard Hermione mention that before; can’t I try scrying for the missing children?”

“Scrying takes a lot of energy and concentration,” Severus informed him, “You also need to have something that relates to the person or object you are searching for. You can see if you have a talent for scrying-practice by locating your friends-and if I am able to retrieve any of the children’s personal possessions we will allow you to try it. Your friends will be here soon, so reassure them that you are alright and catch them up on our conversation, then you should go to bed-get some rest before classes start tomorrow.”

“If there is any blood at the crime scene you should collect it,” Draco suggested, “The twins may be able to use their Family Locator Map to locate the missing children.”

“Excellent idea Draco,” Sirius approved, “Make sure you two don’t stay up too late; I’m ready to go whenever you are Severus.”

“I want to stop by my manor first,” Severus replied, “We should get going. Here are the calming draughts Poppy wanted you to have Harry; make sure you and Draco each have a vial on you at all times. I will see you both in class tomorrow.” Draco and Harry bid Severus and Sirius goodnight, and then Narcissa took her leave, with a final admonishment for the boys to go to bed at a decent hour.

AN: Sorry for the long wait; I actually wrote this chapter the beginning of December and I could have sworn I posted it, but when I logged on today...well, I'm not sure what happened, but here it is. The good news is I am almost finished with the next chapter, so it will be up in a few days. Once again sorry for the delay, and thank you to everyone who reviewed.
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