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Fate Falls	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 36378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N~ I know most of my chapters are long, this one is shorter, because it just felt right. There is only one Chapter left with an Epilogue to follow.
Love all the reviews by the way...
Starr - Snape well, couldn't have one of my main pairs become single now could I?... As far as what Death did. In earlier chapters, Gaia alluded to the fact that it was strange that Harry and Draco were soul pairs. The Earth and the Moon will bless their 'sons or daughters', but a soul pair needs the magic of both. She alluded to the fact that usually she would basically lay with death before a soul pair is created since their magic needed to be intertwined to create a soul pair. She never saw death because he borrowed the cloak. Death has often referenced that time has no meaning for him. The augur may not touch time, but Death has no issue with it. So in order to fulfil his promise, he created the link to make Harry and Draco soul pairs while they were in their mother's womb. I hope that makes sense.
delia cerrano - The answer to your question lies within... or well you will find out more in this chapter and the next.
BAFan - It is Voldemort, so laughing matter it was not... Snape was totally defenseless, but in his defense, he did not know the mark could act that way.
Meechypoo64 - I originally thought Harry would do in Bellatrix, but well my muse had other ideas... I could not think of a better person to get the honors. Yes you read it right... Draco is pregnant... That is going to be fun... with a few more interesting twists coming in the last chapter.
djaddict - The mad dash was originally due to the ever turning entrance chamber in the Department of Mysteries... and well it still is a mystery which door they would open and where it would lead. That's why Harry had the minister lock some doors and why he marked the correct one to the death chamber with a golden x. Yes... he could have bargained with the cloak, but there is too much sentiment attached to it for Harry to part with. Yes, as I explained above, time means nothing to Death, and he did return to their in-womb moments. I hope you enjoy this short, but important installment.
As for the votes, you all can see I have started Ghost Magic. A new story is also in the works a one shot, called Sanctuary. (Started out funny but has become a bit serious, but I hope it goes back to funny soon.) Polyjuice Potion/Poison has been knocking me in the head so that's about to get started. Amnesia has a few lines, but is on the back burner... so the others will get their time soon. But that is where I am at... Hope you all enjoy!!!!
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Chapter 39 - Fate Falls
“In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him. I think it’s impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves. And then, in that very moment when I love them.... I destroy them.”
- Ender Wiggin, Ender’s Game (Orson Scott Card)
Harry groaned, but quickly came to. He sat up eyeing the snake of a man lying on the ground. He stood, discarded his shirt and banished his shoes and socks. No better way to start the judgment that was to come, than with the full connection with the earth. After everything he had witnessed, everything he had seen, and everything he knew, Harry felt more than just anger for the man who had murdered his parents. So many years of being afraid, of being angry, and now finally he would get his own answers. Harry's hands weaved powerful bindings around Voldemort whose eyes were just starting to open. The Dark Lord found himself suspended, and unable to move. His wand on the floor out of reach. His red gaze was filled with pure hate.
"POTTER!" A voice yelled out, and fear crawled up Harry's bond.
He turned his face towards the voice and everything inside him chilled. The edges of the shield encasing himself and the Dark Lord started to freeze, ice crystals forming. His breath became like a cloud, and the Dark Lord's eyes darted from the man back to Harry with fear. Dark green eyes met the soft grey eyes of Draco, then rose to meet the muddy blue eyes of a thin Walden McNair. The stringy brown hair fell into the man's pointed face, his pale skin was almost yellow. Harry focused his gaze on the thin gold chain around the Death Eater's neck and saw the slow stop of the time turner wheels. Shock, fear and anger gripped him. He could not touch the man who had his wand pointed at Draco's head.
His anger came then, flowing and hot. The fires of the earth enveloped Harry, buring red at first, then turning to a hotter blue as Harry's rage built. The ice melted and The Dark Lord's clothes started to steam. Red eyes watched in fascination as the fire seemed to bounce off of Harry's skin and skitter, yet not burn anything. There was almost a hungry look that crept into the Dark Lord's eyes, he even licked his thin shapeless lips.
None of Harry's powers could touch the time turner, none of his magic could rescue his other half. For the first time, he was utterly powerless. Harry sent his love across the bond, as he just stared at the man with as much malevolence as he could. This was one chess match, he wasn't sure how it would end. There had to be a resolution he wasn't seeing. Death promised, so in the end they would go together, but not today. His eyes bounced around looking for a solution. If he possessed another, that would be using his powers and he still couldn't touch the man. He couldn't shout or else he would give away the element of surprise. In that moment, he was small, he was powerless. But Harry was surprised by the tinge of hope that touched him from Draco through their bond, just a whisper.
"Release the Dark Lord and you can save this pretty thing." McNair spat, while tightening his hold.
Draco had little time to react as he was scooped up into a tight hold when the man appeared out of no where. It was as if the man had been waiting for the moment that Harry had risen from the ground. He did not move, and felt the helplessness of Harry through the bond. If Harry was helpless that meant that the man was wearing a time turner. They had discussed his inability to touch or have anything to do with time. Draco had even agreed with his plan to allow the same destruction as Harry's vision had shown him. It seemed McNair picked up more than bad breath during their chase today. Draco drew in his breath to steady himself and take stock of everything around him. There had to be something that he could do. His hands would give too much away for wandless magic, since the patterns had to be precise.
Draco did not see Death, but he felt the seductive breath on his ear before the words came, "You are the son of the moon, find within you the powers you were born with."
Draco broke the contact of Harry's gaze to close his eyes, and ignored the stench of the man holding him. He stilled himself as he had seen Harry do on many occasions, and searched for whatever it was that he had that he could offer. When he found it, he let the ice fill him, the ever flowing ice that pulls and balances power. He let his head tilt until the tip of the wand touched his temple.
McNair snarled as his wand turned to ice in his hands. His strong grip made it shatter and the dust of it fell to the ground. He reached to grasp Draco's neck and his hand froze on contact with the skin. The ice progressed up his fingers and slowly to his wrist. He pulled his hand away and reached for the time turner hanging around his neck. Draco turned, stepped back, shifted softly to his right and reached for the golden item. Draco's hand closed around the time turner and it crystallized in his hand, and shattered.
"Step away Draco." Harry's voice was silk lined with venom.
Draco stepped away his veins still cloaked in ice. Yet the fire Harry targeted warmed him, as he watched the fire leap from the ground to erupt over Walden McNair. The man screamed and shrieked out his pain, the flames burned one layer of flesh at a time. The slowness of the fire was a testament to the rage inside Harry, and Draco walked to the edge of the shield. He put his hand over the thick layer of magic and let his soul merge with Harry's along their bond. He needed to draw Harry back from the edge. He let his ice pull against the fire raging in Harry. There were gasp and screams when the fire roared and McNair's body was evaporated into a pile of ash as the fire flared hot quickly then disappeared.
Harry's rage was barely contained, but there was pride. Draco found himself in that moment, and all Harry could think about was when the time turner was removed. He just wanted to make McNair suffer. Draco was the salvation of his soul, bringing him back from the brink of rage. He let his retribution burn fast, then broke the connection to turn towards Draco and look his love in the eyes.
They stayed like that for what felt like centuries. The love, comfort and bliss flowed between them.
"Finish this Harry, so we can go home." Draco whispered.
Harry turned back towards the Dark Lord to begin. He, laid his right arm over his left, then as his right arm lifted in a large arc, power cascaded like a rainbow out of his fingers and fell into a half circle around them. He then lifted his left arm, with a reversed cascade of powerful light that completed the Augur circle, imbued with each element of power. He only traced two runes directly under Voldemort's feet, the rune for Justice, and the rune for Love. There was nothing else left as Harry stood in front of Voldemort. His last task before him. The rage in the red eyes was like a steady fire.
Harry let go and dove inside that mind, there was something that he was looking for, something he needed. The answer to why, with similar upbringings, they choose different paths. His power led him to the moment of conception, a light of a memory, something no one could ever see for themselves. He looked at the magic surrounding the tiny cell of being, the core. He let his fingers touch the core, and what came back to him was something hollow, and loveless. Harry pulled a tender thread from his own core, and stroked it letting it divide and he wove the pink thread in with the swirling infant magical core. All at once the he felt as if the core was finally whole, no longer hollow. Harry searched deeper and found many common threads between Voldemort's inability to feel anything and the deep desire to feel. Love was an enigma to the man, because he had never had the ability to feel it.
When Harry righted himself, he looked up into deep red eyes that were furious.
"I am going to grant you your greatest wish in your last moment. You are judged for your crimes, your atrocities and the pain you have caused so many other. I will not make you feel their cries, or their pain, since those things are what you have craved for so long. You will only feel that one power that has eluded you since you were conceived." Harry stated.
Harry in that moment let go of the anger and rage from all the years. It was like shedding a snake skin, the shadows of pain, hurt and darkness fell away. Harry's purity shone bright in that moment, his eyes no longer black, but pure white. Light poured out of him in all directions as he stepped closer and floated until he was face to face with Voldemort. The purity of Harry was blinding. He pulled all the love he had ever known from every moment of his life and pooled it into the center of his core. This time Voldemort would feel love for the first and last time. Harry stepped forward, wrapped both his arms around the straining dark figure.
Harry's head fell back, pink light contrasted against the blinding glow of white flooded out of his mouth and eyes. It swirled out of him and fueled a tornado of power around them. It flooded the Dark Lord, entering his fingers, his eyes, his nose his mouth, and his toes. For just a moment those red eyes turned to a deep ice blue, and a tear was lost, followed by a scream of utter grief escaping grey lips. The storm of magic pulled the dark man down. The fire of the earth's judgement was puddled on the ground, it moved as if a gentle wind were making the flames sway to a soft melody. Ice blue eyes stared up at the Augur as Voldemort was pulled slowly down feet first into the flames, an agonizing scream of pain reached Harry's ears, but not his heart.
Voldemort was defiant until he was folded into something his body and mind could not process. HE could feel, but it was so immense, there was no pleasure, no glee and no anger. Other feelings he had never felt swirled around him, his chest ached, his eyes burned and his mind felt something… He just did not know what that something was. What ever it was, it consumed him and he screamed. Then the pain started from his feet, he was slowly being consumed in fire. He could only look up at Harry Potter as his last breath stuttered out of him.
Harry watched as Voldemort burned inch by inch until only ash lay on the cold hard stone. His feet moved on the ground softly as he rolled in on himself, letting the cloud build above him and then rain wash away any remnants of ash, fire and power. Harry's body fell back as he took back his past upon himself, the purity dying into his body. The shield vanished as he looked up at the very dark ceiling of the Ministry above him.
Sirius stared down at his sleeping husband. He reached into the pocket of his trousers and fingered the pair of cuff links. If only his love had worn them. He sat up, and reached for one wrist. The pale wrist was limp as he picked it up, he stroked the soft skin with his fingers. He angled his wand to draw an intricate circle pattern around the wrist, as it glowed brightly he placed one of the cufflinks inside the center of the flowing magic. He had never thought to use this spell again, but tonight left him with no choice. It was a Black family spell, for embedding magical objects into fabric or other malleable materials, but it was borderline dark when used on a person. He had cast it only once before, long ago at the behest of his brother, though he never understood why his brother would want imbed a lock of his hair into a beautiful set of emerald earrings. He had never seen them either the earrings or his brother again after that.
Sirius let the magical cuff fit to Severus' wrist and then it vanished from eyes. He did the same with Severus' other wrist. Never again would Severus be without protection. He leaned down and kissed the dark head. He traced Severus' face, in sleep it was smooth with no lines of worry to crease it. He was home, Severus was safe and that was all that mattered right now. He would wait for the news from the ministry, he worried about Harry and hoped that the world would be right once again.
In a cottage far away from everyone, and the turmoil in the world, a beautiful woman woke in her bed. The coldness of death had bled away, and she blinked as she sat up to examine herself. The cuts and the blood were gone, her clothing was right. She stood up but could not move past a barrier around her bed. She glanced around for her wand but did not see it. Her beautiful gaze landed on the side table, a wistful smile on her face as she found her favorite piece of jewelry still untouched next to a hair pin. They were a very delicate set of emerald earrings, with dark ebony surrounding the jewel. She reached for them as she traced the edges of the gold frame, the ebony outline always gave her a sense of warmth. She laid back down to wait, sure that someone would check on her sooner or later. There had to be a reason she was protected, she just did not know why. She fell to sleep as she clutched her first lover's gift in her delicate fingers.

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