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A Majestic Wish	By : yaoitezzone Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1780 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Majestic's wish

Chapter 3: The Revealed Past

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Fifth years of Hogwarts.

In the end, even Narcissa's constant whining could never change Draco's opinion about his engagement to Harry Potter. Lucius also knew that Draco must had another reason, a simple crush wouldn't make him stand at Potter's side as his submissive, he was certain about that. But what? He didn't know and he knew he would never know, but knowing Draco's character…

Lucius thought that maybe Draco imagine that it was almost like a game, a battle game between him and Harry, he always thought that life was a big game; it was played by human but was directed by the God. And no matter what the game was, and what the cost was… He would always win, he would never lose, it was not because he was a Malfoy, but because Draco was Draco, someone who was unique, someone who was different…

He still remembered the first time he met Draco, seven years ago. It was in December, in cold weather not like this warm March…

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Flash back, four years ago…

"Master, Master Lucius, someone asked for you…"

Lucius Malfoy, the Head of Malfoy family, sat on his favorite chair in the Head family study room, he had been tried to arrange the Malfoy property's document and study it, since his father's death, all documents had been neglected…

"What is it, Libby? Can you see that I am busy, ask the guest to wait for me. I will meet him later." He answered firmly and didn't even bother to lift his head from the document he looked at.

"S...S…Sorry. Libby is… sorr…rry, sorry, Mister Lucius… But the guest…didn't want to wait. H…he said he know… you will…say that...s...so he said... he will come ...here…if Mister ...d...ont come out…"

Then, Lucius lifted his head from his document, he saw his personal house elf, Libby, the one who had took care for him since he was a mere baby, biting his lips and tugged his own clothes nervously. Libby was quite special for a house elf since he didn't want to kill himself every time he made mistake, or maybe just because he was always right and loyal to boot to Lucius so he didn't have any reason to.

So for Libby to object Lucius's request was a rarity, indeed… "Tell me, Libby, who is this guest?" He asked calmly, though actually his heart was beating faster and faster as the time went by. Because, sometimes, just sometimes, his old acquaintances came to him and asked for help to hide them from the Light side or Ministry's searching…

The house elf looked relief, it had only meant Lucius asked for the right question… but when he wanted to answer Lucius's direct order, Lucius couldn't hear his voice, he could see Libby mouth moved and almost screamed in panic but not even a single word was uttered by the opened mouth.

"Stop it, Libby…" He ordered commandingly.

"Yes, Mister Lucius, Sir…" The elf was looking at him questioningly, clearly confused about his request. If his guess was correct; his house elf was magically manipulated so he couldn't tell about his guest appearances…

With a deep sigh he stared at his elf and said, "It is okay, Libby. I will meet my guest shortly…"

The house elf only bowed lowly and with a loud pop disappeared from the room, leaving a confused Lucius behind about his mysterious guest.

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Lucius knew he was staring unabashedly, but he couldn't help it, his guest, the one who wanted to met him was only a mere child, maybe ten or twelve most, and the shocking thing was that he was almost looked like him, no, he meant resemble him when he was ten years old…

His guest was only a child, his hair was long until it reached his elbow but tied in ponytail style, his skin was almost as pale as pearl and his silver eyes stared at him, almost as he could read him liked a book… He was truly liked a doll, a beautiful doll… Lucius almost wanted to touch him, just to make sure that he was a human…

He was standing in the center of the room, stared excitedly at the room décor, like he never saw the ornament before. And, though Lucius never realized it, there was someone besides him and the child on the room, the man watched them silently, and prepared to launch an attack if the Malfoy leader dared to attack his companion.

"Luc...Lucius-san?" Startled, he faced at his questioning guest, ashamed, because he was truly enchanted with his guest appearance that he forgot where he was until his guest's voice wake him up from his daydreaming. His voice was melodious but had a bit accent to it, a foreigner, Lucius thought.

"Ah... I am sorry. I've been sidetracked for a moment." He was babbling, he knew that but he couldn't help it, the boy had something, something that enchanted every people who saw him…

The he heard it, the boy laughed, childish and innocent laughs, something that never filled this house for a long time ago. Malfoys was never innocent or childish, even his nine years old Scorpius couldn't produce this childlike voice as the boy had done.

"Nah, it is okay, people used to do that when they meet me for the first time." The he smiled again and that smile almost took Lucius breath away.

Since he felt quite boneless with those smile, the Lord Malfoy sat down on one of the plush chair and signed his guest to follow him to sit opposite of him, "Please, sits down." But his guest didn't comply, instead of doing what he was told; his bold guest chose to sit right beside him. "So, what can I do for you, Mister…" politely he asked his guest name but instead of answering Lucius's answer the boy only shook his head, refusing to answer his question.

Then his childlike expression turned to be sad, liked he wanted to tell something unpleasant. "Actually, I want to tell you some secret, Lucius… a dark secret, if you will…"

He knew he looked confused, so the child asked him to come closer, when they were closer enough for the child's want, the child leaned on him then whispered in his ears, and Lucius's sense was filled with a sweet, wonderful, and unique smell .

"I am your lost child…"

Surprised, with the shocking news, he stood quickly from the chair, made the child stumbled from his lap, and almost humiliatingly lost his balance if someone didn't catch him… An unfamiliar hand… and absolutely not his guest hand because this hand was big, tanned, and covered with scars…

He tried to struggle from this hand, but it seemed became bigger and grasped his entire body in one hand, made his struggled useless.

The child only stared at him and smiled innocently but then Lucius realized that smile was a fake one, there was something too mature, too dangerous in this child…

"Please, don't struggle, Lucius-san. I really hate if I have to kill you… I will be very very sad if that happen, I loves you, after all, you're my lovely father…" Then he felt the child's magic, a magic that was too powerful for a ten years old Wizard. Lucius was horrified with his miniature copy's power, where did this power come from…

The child stared at him intently, making him felt naked, exposed and scared. The hand who grabbed him tightly then loosened when the child nod. He turned his head and saw who held him captive, he could only saw a man in black cloak, his height was more than two meters, and he emitted a dark and dangerous aura, a chilled auras… He couldn't saw his face nor did he recognize the posture…

"Ara…Where is my manner?" The childish voice said again… "Mmm, please sit, Lucius-san…"

Cautiously, he sat in front of the child; this time he chose a different chair, sat as further as possible from the child, the innocent looking child only chuckled amusingly at his action. "I think I might mishear, you said you are my child?" And he couldn't help the anxious and confused tone to permeate his voice, it was impossible. He was always faithful to Narcissa, because unlike others pureblood marriage, they loved each other deeply…

"Umm...yes…I…"

"It was impossible!" He shouted then stood again, his anxiousness made him stood then walked around in circle. "I've never betrayed Narcissa's trust! I am a faithful husband!"

The child didn't even blink with his anger, he only waved his hand boringly, "Yes, of course you are…"

He disrupted the childish voice again. "Then…how could I have…"

"But you're not only a faithful husband, Lucius." He continued and didn't even hear Lucius's protest. "You were or are also faithful followers…" He was mocking him, "You are the faithful follower of the dark Lord, are you not?"That statement made Lucius gaped with astonishment.

"Do you remember eleven years ago?"

When Lucius for once just preferred to be quiet, he continued his story. "There was a lovely young lady, a lovely young lady with black hair and obsidian eyes, have you forgotten her?" His voice started to raise, only a step away from shouting. "She was not a Witch, she never was, but… she was trapped in one of your Death Eater's activity. They held her in old and dirty motel room, every minute, every day had passed, she had wondered what would happen to her, then… her answer had come…"

"It was full moon that time, they had pushed her and forced her in some unfamiliar room, she could saw a snake like man sat on magnificent chair, almost liked a king. And those men came to her; they ripped her clothes… and raped her, again…again…and again…"

"She screamed at them, to stop but they didn't, she could hear the snake like's voice encouraged them, laughed at her, at her sorrowful scream…"

"All of you rape her…" He didn't even raise his voice but Lucius's could hear it clearly…voice that filled with so much hatred and bitterness.

"She was just visiting this country to see the beautiful scenery, once last time journey before he marries to this lovely man… But ended up pregnant when she came home… A shame, a disgrace to his country, to his family and to herself…" The child whispered sadly. "Have you forgotten it, Father?"

Lucius's knees felt weak, that he had to hold on the arm chair so he could stand and stared at the furious child. "B...But how could you…"

"How could I know you are my father from all of her rapist?" He gave him a mocking laughs. "Isn't clear? The hair, the eyes… All of it screams Malfoy, don't you think so?" But then he added again, his voice still had the same bitterness it carried before. "Actually it was very difficult to track you down because you come from a different country. But I cannot give up, I have to find you, I have to find my father…" His voice and face had back to normal, a normal child, but Lucius could felt the sadness and bitterness in his face. He gave another pitied gaze at Lucius.

"You can test me with one of your paternity spell, but the result will be the same…" He added again when Lucius still stood speechless, too shocked to perform words, and disbelieved colored his face. "The reality won't change Lucius; I am still your child. Don't you feel proud for me, Father?"

The room was filled with uncomfortable silence; Lucius could hear his own raging breaths filled the eerie room. It wasn't supposed to happen. Lucius could remember that night eleven years ago. He remembered the girl's scream, her horror-filled eyes, when the Death Eater had raped her. He didn't want to do that, he actually preferred they killed her than degraded her pride liked that, but the order came from Voldemort himself.

So, they raped her, Pettigrew, Snape, Macnair and him, with Voldemort watched them amusedly. Then, when it was finished, they left her lied there, waiting for her own death…

Lucius always thought that the girl had died but he was wrong because prove of his sin stared at him on the eyes… Challenging him, taunting him, mocking him…

"What do you want?" Finally, he gave it up, he couldn't win against this child, he was too cunning and too dangerous, and even now Lucius could feel the child's Magic pricked his body sharply. Besides, he was not a cold hearted man who would kill his own child. "Is it Money? I can give you all the money you want… but I beg you…" The words stopped at his throat, 'A Malfoy should not begged' that was his father used to say, but his father was dead and couldn't critic every single moves he made now. "But…I beg you…please leave my family alone…If they know about this, their heart will tear, they will be hurt deeply, and our family will be broken beyond repair…"

"…Your family, father? Am I not part of your family?" He purposely, pointed at the word father, making him flinched at every word. The child smiled then, but his smile was sad and filled with pity. "I don't need money." He said simply, and then he stood from his chair and walked toward him. "I want a family, I want to be a Malfoy, becoming part of yours, father…"

"I can't… you can't…" He rubbed his hand at his hair nervously; he could felt his sweat started to pour from his core.

The child's hand grasped his chin tightly, made him lift his head and looked at the hypnotizing eyes. "You will need me!" He said with full conviction, almost making Lucius believed in him…" You will need me… I know that, there will be someday when you need my help to handle…"

"I don't know…I…"

"Then let's make a deal, a contract…" The child whispered, his voice sent chills to his bone, his eyes determined and filled with something he couldn't name. "Let's make a contract, we will become a family, just until my age reach seventeen, after that, you will never met me again, never hear about me again… You will free from me…it is your choice"

Lucius couldn't even speak, his mind was being hypnotized by this blond child's eyes, its held power to manipulate him, and he knew he should turn his head, but he could not, never… He was already lost and captivated in those silver eyes… He didn't even realize he had said "yes" to the child, and he didn't even remember what happened after he said that… He just knew he had made the contract, and he couldn't escape from it…

"What is your name? He asked the child, when everything had over… The black cloak man had disappeared when the contract had been finished, satisfied when his companion seemed happy and unhurt from this encounter. Leaving the blond boy to Lucius' care…

Both of them were standing in the center of the room, a symbol had been created on the floor, a binding spell, though Lucius didn't recognize where it came from…

"I don't have one…" He replied simply, almost without thinking. "You name me…"

Lucius only stared at him and stunned with his nonchalantly attitude. What kind of person who didn't have a name? Everyone was being named the first time they were born. But then he continued his thoughts, for the appropriate name for this child, a beautiful and dangerous child, but finally he said, "Draco…from the Dragon, I don't know why but that name suits you well…"

"Draco…Draco… Draco." The child tested the word slowly; he tried to felt it…" I like it…from now on; I will have Draco as my name…" He smiled happily.

Lucius stared at the small child in wonder. How could a small child do something like this? Did he think now that he had became the part of Malfoy then he would be loved like other Malfoy? Because, no matter how powerful his spell was, a bastard child would never become the part of the Malfoy family, it was one of his family's rules, to stop a bastard child to become a Malfoy's heir. But he couldn't tell that to this boy, this sweet and pretty boy who saw him with adoration in his eyes…

"It is okay…" The child said patiently, almost liked he could read his thoughts. "I will make you love me…" He came closer to him but Lucius only step backward and tried to stay as far away as he could, the child eyes looked so sad when he saw his action but with a determined eyes he ran after Lucius and hugged him tightly, almost knocked both of them over. The child's head only reached Lucius's waist, he was truly a small child. How could a small child do this to him?

"I will make you happy, Father. I will make you happy and then you will love me as much as you love Narcissa or Scorpius, I will make you proud… I will make you felt no regret…That's way please love me…"

This child was so pitiful…Somehow he knew this child was never know the definition of love…So with a shaking hand, he put his hand on the small shoulder and gave the only comfort he could… Maybe… maybe someday, he would love this child…but not now…

End of flashback

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It had happened four years ago, Lucius and Scorpius had learnt to love the blond doll immensely and if his guess was correct, Narcissa had started to love him, maybe about three or two years ago... And even Severus, the cold hearted bastard he was, strangely doted on the blond angel…

Draco had changed; of course, he was not as cold as he was used to be. Though sometimes, just sometimes, Lucius could see his eyes stared at the moon coldly, he wondered if Draco hated the moon but when he asked that the blond only said, "No… I love it; love it so much that I almost hate it…" And that was Draco's usual answer if he was asked about his past, confusing and puzzling… It was almost like it seemed that Draco himself didn't understand, didn't knew anything.

"Day dreaming, Lucius?" The mocking voice had startled him. "How unlikely for you, especially in such a special occasion…"

"Severus…" He greeted the greasy potion Master. "I am glad to see you. It's surprised me that you came with your greatest robe, it seems." He chuckled at Severus formal attire, black of course, but it actually accentuated his skin, made him somewhat healthy not sickly.

The other man gave an ugly sneer. "Yes, I am almost tempted to… But I know I will be scolded by Draco, if I don't come…" And Lucius chuckled by that. Really, it was no surprise to him if Severus didn't come because Severus Snape and Sirius Black animosity toward each other was legendary. And sometimes, Lucius couldn't help but thinking that maybe Severus was enjoyed their childish banters more than he liked to admit it…

Both of them stared at the ceremony, the processing had started a long time ago, they didn't even spare at the beautiful decoration, both eyes was fixated at the Draco, mesmerized by him…

"He didn't deserve him…" Suddenly Severus's voice filled the unholy aura, waking his musings. "Look at him! A walking stick without an ounce of nobility or grace, exactly the same as his Godfather!"

Amused, he couldn't help but teased the other man "Well, at least he is a Slytherin…" Lucius answered that with a full knowledge about Severus's long time crush toward a certain Gryffindor man.

"Hmph…" again, he snorted. "So…" he asked after a while, "Why Draco do this?"

Jokingly he added, "Why, my friend, for his family, of course…" though he doubted the other man would believe him.

"Please, Lucius…" Severus gave the amused blond man a dignified wave, "You could fool the Gryffindor with that crap but not me." He added afterthought. "The will, it is only a fake, isn't it?"

The lord Malfoy wisely chose to shut his mouth but Severus could interrogate the truth from his later, after the party. He took another frustrating sigh. "I will never know what he is thinking, stupid boy." Which was answered by his friend dry chuckled. "Really, he will never cease to surprise me. And maybe…maybe … before we know he will make the Potter boy, knell over him…"

"That's my friend, is one of the possibility…"

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Flashback, four years ago…

Like the years before, the Malfoy invited Severus Snape to attend one of their "private Christmas party" unlike one of their horrible classy party, where he had to socialize with other people besides himself. No, this party was only held for the member of Malfoy family and their "close friends" which was acceptable for him but sometimes, sometimes…if he was very, very unlucky, Lucius, err, unquestionably friend would also attend it. And Severus … would be choosing the crowded party a hundred times more than entertained a maniac killer in Malfoy household…

And this time, one of those rare occasions really happened because Lucius said… he had someone "special" came over for their party.

Severus's musing was ceased to wonder when the wagon which was pulled by the thresthal, stopped abruptly by the invisible magic that pulled it. He sighed since knowing that he had reached his destination, the Malfoy Manor.

Carefully, he stepped down from the silver wagon and straightened his robe but when he wanted to knock the door something caught his eyes.

To make sure he didn't hallucinate, he turned his eyes and then stared again and again and again…

He saw a beautiful swing on the Malfoy garden, and if his memories correct, it wasn't supposed to be there, not in Narcissa's beautiful garden, the woman could be so anal toward her beloved garden. But the most shocking thing was there was someone there, a girl who played the swing back and fronts happily, her laughs filled the garden and almost echoed in the entire ground, which was weird, indeed… because sound didn't suppose to echo in an open place and the temperature was really cold but the girl only wore a thin garment covered her lithe body.

He walked closer to the girl and realized it was not a girl but a boy, a doll- like boy who had Malfoy's features, blond hair, sharp feature, pointed chin. He emitted a surprise gasp; the child looked like a younger version of Lucius, only prettier and more feminine than him…

The child's laugh had stopped and his big silver eyes stared at the strange man who interrupted his play. "Uncle?" he asked when the mysterious man seemed never intend to leave his place.

"Who are you?" It sounded accusingly even in his ears.

"Me? Draco... I am Draco…" The child answered honestly.

"No." He shook his head, to clear his mind. "Not your name… I mean who you are?"

The child tilted his head confusingly, his eyes was filled with curiosity and confusion. "I had told you before, didn't I? I am Draco…"

Frustrated, he rubbed his greasy hair, made his hair disarray. Maybe, another question would work…

"Why are you here?" He asked softly, why, he didn't know. Severus was not a gentle man but his instinct told him to play safely with this child.

The child stared at him. "Playing, of course." He stated like it was obvious.

"No. I mean… it is cold outside, why don't you play inside…"

The child turned his head and gazed solemnly at the manor. "They don't want me there…"

"They? Who?"

But the child ignored him instead he lifted his head upwards and stared at the chilly moon. "And the snow…" He added innocently. "My country never has it. It is cold…very cold but I loved it… In my country, the sun shines almost every year…"

"Your country…" But Severus never had the chance to ask the question and he didn't have any courage to ask the blond boy in the future, because Lucius's call had stopped him.

"Severus!" He turned his head around and saw his friend, the Lord Malfoy walked toward his direction hurriedly almost liked he was frightened with something. A cold hand grabbed his clothed hand, and strangely Severus could fell the child cold hand even from his thick glove. He answered the innocent child squeeze with one of his own… He didn't know, that night he had seal his fate…

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