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Parallel	By : ranmouri Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4136 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I really don't want to say a thing now, read the Author's note at the end though.

Chapter 04

Albus and Scorpius followed Thomas through the gardens until they came into a small, moonlit clearing. Neither of them would admit t, but the fact that they had the other�s hand in their own helped them greatly to keep their cool.
Each didn�t want to scare the other.
Albus� eyes were fixed on Thomas, who kept a wide, almost twisted smile in his face, but his shoulders were tense and squared. The boy didn�t really understand how this blond bastard could look so much like his father at times and like Mr. Malfoy at others.
He must be mocking them.
From what he had heard from his father, if the young man before him was really� him� then he was actually capable of�
�Here we are,� Thomas announced as soon as he found a comfortable spot among the grass to sit on. �Take a sit please.�
Albus did so, only because he had found a rock big enough to hide behind should anything happen. He didn�t trust this bastard that had taken his older brother�s place.
Scorpius, on the other hand, was not really going to sit, but his hand still tightly clenched with Albus� dragged him down with the boy.
Thomas stared at both boys with a small smile on his face. Maybe his parents had looked like that, when they had that age.
Maybe Harry would have really made sure Draco sat behind him, safely protected with his own body, just like Albus did. He idly wondered if Scorpius noticed.
He doubted it somehow.
He shook his head slowly. It wasn�t really his thing� to think about what ifs�
He had learned from them�
�Start talking, Riddle,� Albus growled, cracking his knuckles.
Thomas chuckled.
�The living image of your mother, I see, dear boy. Very well. I guess I owe you two as much, since we are brothers now.�
Albus wanted to retort but Scorpius stopped him with a soft gesture of his hand. Thomas seemed pleased.
�We are listening,� Scorpius stated, his face blank.
Thomas stared at them for a few seconds before sighing deeply. It wasn�t really how he had imagined he would have to reveal his little secret. He still needed Harry�s agonizing corpse and a band of mocking minions.
�It was a stupid idea to begin with,� he started suddenly. �I knew there was attraction between Potter and the Malfoy brat, there had always been. I knew that it was their union that had given Potter the strength to defeat me, I wasn�t that stupid.�
Scorpius frowned.
�Father and Mr. Potter became a couple after you were defeated,� he pointed out. Thomas shook his head, his smile grim.
�Yes, they did, but the team-work, the concern� all those hidden feelings. They focused on eachother and their magic linked. I had never seen something like that. Stupid prophesy, as always it was right about me dying.�
�Then there was a prophesy of your return,� Albus said. Thomas nodded, a sarcastic snort leaving his nose.
�I�m an heir of the ancient blood,� he explained. �There must be a prophesy of me farting somewhere.� Thomas raised his green eyes and met his little brothers� confused ones. �It�s an old decree, from the times of Merlin. Us, heirs of the ancient blood, have an enormous amount of power. The great Merlin decided we couldn�t be trusted, the choices of our lives made us dangerous. He created many prophesies to dictate our lives, the way we would live them, whether we could be defeated or not, and by whom.�
�You mean, Merlin wanted my father to kill you?� Albus raised an eyebrow.
�I don�t think so,� Thomas shrugged. �Unfortunately for all of us, Merlin died and the predicted number of heirs rose. Some of his followers decided to continue his work, but they didn�t have the discipline needed soon my ancestors were written performing devious acts and genocides, which suited the seers� perspectives.�
Albus� eyes were wide, his skin paling.
Scorpius remained expressionless, his eyes set on Thomas� form.
�When did you learn of this?� he asked.
�Grindewall told me before the last battle,� he sighed. �The old man said was the heir of another of the old families, that he had been researching how to break the prophetic cycle when Albus defeated him.� He scoffed a little, his eyes downcast. �I killed the fool, he thought he could actually make me believe that crap. I mean, at the time all those felt like my own ideas.�
�But then I was on the floor, dying� and I thought. Even if there is a prophesy about my coming back, I can maybe twist it, make it something that can protect me. I saw Potter run towards the Malfoy brat and I thought, those two could protect me.� Albus and Scorpius had fallen silent, completely different from eachother at each word they heard.
Albus� expression changed whenever he received another piece of information. His hands clenching and unclenching around Scorpius�. The blond boy, on the other hand, kept his cool at all moments, the only indication he was listening was the gentle flutter of his eyelashes as he blinked.
�So you cursed our bloodlines,� Scorpius surmised. �That way, should a Potter and a Malfoy join, you would be reincarnated.�

Thomas nodded.
�I never thought Harry Potter himself would have a child with Mother� I mean, with Draco, I thought that maybe I would be their grandson, or maybe I would be back and they would die. I wanted to deny that these prophesies ruled my life!�
�But they didn�t. You are as bound as always by these prophesies and as such, even if you want to, you can�t go back to the way you were, isn�t it?� Scorpius continued, his eyes cold. �The worst part is, you know the prophesy in itself is not the one that is stopping you, it�s just that you can�t do it. He has destroyed your Dark Lord self and you can�t and don�t want to go back, as much as you deny it.�
�You don�t know what you are talking about,� Thomas snapped. Scorpius smirked, looking remarkably like his father, but his hand tightened around Albus� relying the message that he was scared shitless and taking a chance.
�Don�t I?� he asked. �I can see it in your eyes, the way you look at us. You are not as careful as you used to be, if I could see right through you.�
�SHUT UP!� the older blond snapped, standing up. �What can you know, you who had everything you ever wanted, your luxurious life at Malfoy Manor, your daddy and mummy tucking you into bed every night. Admiration and awe wherever you went.� He spat, then, viciously handling his wand. �How could you two possibly know!�
�Watch it, Tom,� Albus hissed, his wand out in a second. Only Scorpius remained calm, it seemed.
�I�ll send you both back home, you should be grateful for the lives you have, kiss and embrace your parents and cry like babies because they can kiss you back. Because you can go to bed and know everything you know will be there tomorrow!�
�How can you say-!� Albus growled, eyes aflame. Scorpius put a hand on his shoulder.
�Albus, don�t. He can kill us without a second thought, can�t he?�
�What is that supposed to mean, brat. Do you actually think that-� he was really going to punish those little brats that had everything and gambled away with their lives anyway. They had to understand! He was ready to curse them into next week, consequences be damned, when a sound scream broke the stillness of the garden.
�STUPEFY!�
All three boys were almost grateful or heir little quarrel, for the attack found them standing, wands drawn and ready to react.
As one, they jumped out of the way of the spell and raised their wands at the mysterious attacker.
Or not so mysterious actually.
Thomas� eyes widened as the man walked out of the shadows, clapping his hands politely.
�Quick reflexes, boy, I thought I had you for a second,� Harry laughed as he approached them. Thomas pointed his wand at him, his hands shaking.
�How did you know�� he whimpered. �How did you manage to-�
�Enter?� spat Harry. �It was almost too easy. I�ve been following you three around for a while. Pinpointing all the hideouts you had. Then I posted Aurors on each and cornered you in France. As soon as the Aurors waiting here heard you come out of the house I was notified. As for your wards�� the older man waved a hand dismissibly. �I just had to prove I was a blood relative of yours and they let me through. You should have been more careful, Tom.�
�Go away, Harry,� Thomas sighed. �Leave us alone.�
�As if that would happen!� the man growled. �You took everything I have ever loved from me once, and then you just had to come back and do it all over again, didn�t you? Well, this time I�m not going to let you take my family. I�ll kill you right now and Draco will be free of the curse you put on him, we�ll be together again. We�ll have a real baby, just him and me� and you will rot in hell with Neville.�
That surprised Thomas.
�What does Uncle Neville have to do with this!� he snapped. �This is between you and me, Harry!�
�Oh, but it�s not!� Harry grinned. �This is between Draco and myself. You and Neville had no right to try to get us apart. You think I haven�t seen them? The way he stands too close to my husband? How he touches him, how he tries to take MY place? That traitor will go down to hell with you! EXPELIARMUS!�
�STUPEFY!�
Meanwhile, Albus tiptoed towards Scorpius, his eyes all the time trained on his father�s insane face. It wouldn�t do to attract attention to themselves.
Immediately the blond took hold of his hand, his features relaxing lightly.
�What do you think,� he asked Scorpius.
The other boy had this faraway glaze in his eyes that told his friend he was formulating equations in his head to find a way to get them all out of danger. He usually looked like that whenever they were out of the Slytherin dorms after curfew and they could easily hear Mr. Filch coming at them.
The single memory brought hope to his heart.
�Alright, Mastermind!� grinned Albus. �Any idea?�
�I�m trying to create different scenarios in my head,� whispered Scorpius. �All variants are in there, but I can�t get us all three out, the loses are always getting in the way.�
�What do you mean, loses?�
�Out come no good,� Scorpius winced, using the same phrase his father used whenever he had to give extremely bad news to his son.
Unfortunately for Scorpius, that would be his gravest mistake.
Harry heard that voice, those words, and turned to them.
�Draco?� he asked, confused. Then his eyes landed on Albus and grew angry. �What is this, Tom? Your new Death Eaters? And you even made them look like us. What�s wrong, Tommy dearest, missed daddy and mummy too much?�
Thomas� eyes widened, his concentration flaking.
Harry�s expeliarmus ripped his wand from his hand.
Scorpius gripped his wand tighter.
�He can�t do it,� he whispered to Albus. �He really can�t do it. We have to help him.�
�I�ve got news for you, little Tommy,� hissed Harry viciously. �Daddy and Mummy will never love you, and you know why? Because you don�t deserve to be loved, you monster. You deserve to suffer now and ever.�
With a satisfied laugh, Harry pointed his wand straight at the boy�s heart.
�You should have stayed dead, Tommy boy, now daddy will send you back where you belong. AVADA KEDABRA!�
Green light filled the little clearing, the same color of Harry�s and Thomas� eyes. Reflecting its glow in the lone tear that made its way down Thomas� ivory cheek. It blinded Albus and Scorpius as they ran into action, they twin cries of distress.
�THOMAS!!�
�BROTHER!�
�TOM!�
The green glow brightened as it hit its target and then disappeared. Leaving them all in darkness.

To be continued.
A/N: *hiding behind a WWII bunker* Now I guess I just have to wait for the people with torches and pitchforks to come for me, don�t I? I�m sorry I cut if off like this, but I�ve been thinking for a while of the plot I have in my head, and I think the next chapter will be the last, or maybe the one before last. I will try to update as soon as I can., but it will all depend on your enthusiasm. And remember, as soon as I finish this story I will return to The Raise of the Deathly Hallows. So stay tuned!! And don�t forget to review!!
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