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Broken Wings	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4083 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-34
Plotting
"Are you going to say anything or am I just wasting my time here?" Severus muttered sharply and Harry stared at the fireplace quietly, his eyes angry.
He had entertained the thought of not avenging Draco for an entire day but Draco's burnt body and his whimpers had not let him stick to that decision.
But Revenge would come later. Draco's well being was his priority.
"Harry." Remus's soft voice reached his ears. Harry knew that he was worried but he couldn't bring himself to care. All he cared about was Draco. A day had passed and Draco had gotten a bit better. But he had not woken up and Harry missed him so much.
"Where is Sirius? " He asked. He had wondering about Sirius for the past few days. He had refused to return to Britain and he had not come even when he had realized about Draco's injuries. It was like Sirius had completely vanished.
"I have not been able to contact him. Even I am wondering about his whereabouts. He is not at his home in France." Remus replied after clearing his throat.
"Why does this always happen Remus. Why is he never there when his godson is going through a difficult phase?" He snarled and heard Mrs. Malfoy whisper "All of us are upset Mr. Potter. Please calm-"
Harry could not wait for even a second when he heard her. He got up and stalked towards her and her husband. Lucius was standing with her, his body stiff and his face blank. Harry did not look at her. No he looked straight into Lucius eyes.
"Very convenient for you, eh? Marry a pureblood woman, birth a child and throw him away in the care of your elfs. Shower him with most expensive toys and prepare him for the day he is to be given over to Voldemort. And then get yourselves imprisoned and leave him alone in this world and one more thing. Do not teach him anything about surviving in the muggle world so that his fate is worse than yours. When you come back, behave like a retired man and do not meet your traumatised son at any cost. Oh no, that would be so inconvenient for you, eh? I have never seen a selfish father like you."
"Mr. Potter-Malfoy, you are way out of the line." Lucius spoke, looking into his eyes, his eyes still blank and unreadable.
"Dare not explain my limits to me, you pathetic excuse for a father."
"Harry, please. Be quiet." It was Narcissa who said this and Harry looked at before turning back to Lucius and continuing in a hard voice, "You are lucky that you have Draco as a son. He accomplished everything he wished. If you have any shame, you will come inside with your wife in fifteen minutes and talk to him. Why were you not here as soon as you got the news of this incident. Where were you? Everyone arrived except both of you and Sirius."
Lucius stayed quiet, looking into his eyes and Harry turned to look at Narcissa. She averted her eyes in shame.
"Harry, you must calm down." He heard Remus and growled at him "I can not calm down. This is the third time Remus. Just get out all of you. Just leave."
"No need to be disrespectful Mr. Potter-Malfoy." Severus snapped at him and Harry glared at him before continuing "I will inform everyone when he wakes up. Leave."
On this note he stalked towards Draco's and his room, not caring who stays and who leaves. Ron and Hermione had left and had made him promise to call them when ever he needed them. Severus and Remus were visiting for the second time. Draco's parents were the only ones who had not visited till now.
Harry slammed the door open and closed it. Draco was still unconscious and he walked blindly towards the bed. After lying down on it, he just stared at his husband's face. A minute later, the door opened and Harry did not need to turn around to know the identity of the visitor.
Lucius and Narcissa entered the room, Narcissa sad and Lucius's face as unreadable as ever.
Harry did not grace them with a look, choosing to lie down and close his eyes instead. He did not have enough patience to deal with anyone yet.
"Draco." He heard Narcissa whisper from a distance. Draco's body had not healed completely yet. No one could touch him. Not because they were not allowed. Hermione had given the numbing ointment to Harry and Harry had applied it. No they were too scared or perhaps disgusted to touch Draco. Narcissa and Lucius were scared perhaps and he did not know about Remus. He wondered why Remus had turned white when he had seen Draco's body. Harry had noticed something akin to fear in Remus's eyes before they turned blank again. He heard something fall on the floor and opened his eyes.
His eyebrows rose in surprise when he saw Lucius standing there, his wand on the floor. This time his eyes were not unreadable. Far from it, they were clearly showing his guilt, his remorse and Harry closed his eyes again. What was the point now? His guilt would not change anything.
"Lucius." Narcissa spoke and Harry listened quietly as she continued "You must tell him now."
"There is no point. Shut up, Cissa." Lucius growled and Narcissa continued in a firmer voice "He will find out by other means. You were not only one who knew about it."
He heard a deep breath been taken and footsteps furiously walking towards his door. When he opened his eyes, he found Narcissa standing there "You need to know it. I think Draco's, ah, fate, after the trials is somehow connected to the secret Lucius has kept buried in his heart for more then three decades."
"What is it?" Harry asked and was astonished when she sat down beside Draco and took the burn soothing ointment from his bed side. It was time for applying it and Harry had decided to do it after Lucius and Narcissa would leave. She removed the blanket from Draco's chest and closed her eyes, murmuring "Sweet Merlin, Draco. You must be in so much pain."
He heard a gasp and spun around to find Lucius still standing at the door, staring at Draco's chest. His eyes were so pained that Harry had to avert his eyes. Narcissa applied the ointment gently on Draco's chest and Harry was astonished. Her eyes were wet but her fingers did not stop, not even for a minute. They did not shake or tremble, like he had expected them to.
Harry just looked at her quietly and then turned to look at Lucius again who was leaning against the door now. Draco's hands were visible now and the skin was still peeled from there. It had become better since yesterday but it was no where near healed.
Even though Narcissa's eyes watered and her cheeks stained with tears, her hands never stopped. She went on applying the ointment on Draco's neck and chest and hands. Then she kept the ointment on the bedside before getting up.
"Tell me if there is any change in him, Harry or if he wakes up, even if for a few minutes. Tell him that his parents were here to ease his pain and will always be." She said and left him alone, her shoulders shaking a bit as she walked out. Lucius stood there for a few moments, looking at Harry, before speaking in a curt voice, "I shall let you know the secret when Draco wakes up. I do not wish your wrath on anyone even if that person is responsible for my son's destruction. Jame- Potter won't want his son in Azkaban and neither would Draco and so I will wait for Draco to come back. Only he can stop you from going after them. Another thing is that I accept what you said earlier. I am not retiring and I am going to start writing again. My publishers have been trying to contact me."
Harry stared as Lucius left him and closed the door behind him. His slip of tongue had not gone unnoticed by Harry. Why would Lucius call his father by his first name and speak about him as if he was aware what his dad would want? Harry had never known that Lucius was a writer.
Harry lay down with a sigh. His anger transformed into pain and longing when he turned around to look at Draco's unconscious face. He looked peaceful, the credit of which went to Hermione and Severus. Severus had brought his self-brewed potions at a short notice and Hermione had been available to assist Harry. He took Draco's hand in his and entwined their fingers after placing a soft kiss on his palm.
It was no where near enough but it was all he could allow himself to do now. With Draco's hand in his, he fell asleep.
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"Stop all this you bitch. Stop it. I am not interested in doing this anymore. I am fed of running and hiding for the past decade."
Ginny hissed at him angrily, "Oh, yeah? Suddenly you are feeling mercy for them or perhaps you want to reconcile with Harry, eh?"
"To the hell with you. I know Harry's anger and anyways I am not interested in Draco now. He has been fucked over and over and I have no intention in doing this anymore."
Ginny laughed and laughed "Oh you poor bastard! What will Harry say when he realizes that you had a hand in destroying his husband's life? I have not told anyone about you till now, not even my other accomplices, though, they have wondered. But I can and I will tell everyone if you don't help me. I will get you thrown in Azkaban. Mark my words, Harry will be the first one to know about what you did."
His eyes darkened with fury and fear and he hissed, "Leave me alone. I will have no hand in all this anymore. I had never wanted to help you. You brainwashed me. You-"
"I was successful in brain washing you because you wanted to ruin him deep inside your heart. I did not imperio you. You were the one who came up with the plan and the one who was polyjuiced as Hermione. You were polyjuiced as one of those bastards who fucked him the first time. Do not think that I have forgotten it." She threatened him and he swallowed before continuing, "There is no point in all this. Harry is happily married to him."
"If I cannot make Harry mine, I won't let him belong to anyone else."
"What the hell do you want me to do?" He hissed at him angrily.
"Lure him to the Three Broomsticks, preferably alone."
"Harry would never leave him alone. How will I-"
"That is your headache, not mine. Theo has refused to play any part in this now and has vanished. Pansy is helping but Malfoy won't listen to her. He knows about her now. She is hiding. You are the only one who can do this."
"Why can't you-"
"I think that Harry knows. He is not acting for the time being because Malfoy is injured."
"You will bring his wrath on our heads. He will kill us."
"JUST LEAVE. HE LOVES ME. HE WILL NEVER KILL ME."
"He doesn't-"
"FUCK OFF OR ELSE-"
"I am leaving. Cool down you bloody bitch."
He apparated and Ginny was left mumbling to herself that Harry loved her and would never hurt her, not when she had loved him even after marrying Neville.
Harry belonged to her and her alone and she would get him back at any cost.
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