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With All Erased	By : Pheobi Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 14449 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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"Don't worry so much." Harry said calmly as he dragged Draco behind a statue. "If anyone notices us missing they'll just assume I'm off sulking over Daphne's rejection and you're comforting me. And Daphne knows we've got the password, so she'll help divert suspicion from us."
"So why are we hiding behind a statue?" Draco demanded in a furious whisper as the messy-haired brunette peeked around it. "I thought we were going to see the Headmaster!"
"We are. I just need to grab someone first." Just then a loud, bustling group of Gryffindor' flooded the hallway and Harry reached out and grabbed Ron, pulling him behind the statue with them.
"Harry!" Ron's voice was a bit loud, but the Gryffindors were moving away and were still being loud themselves. He spotted the blonde and added. "Um, Malfoy. Hello. Why are we behind a statue?"
"We have to see the Headmaster." Harry explained. "I've got something to tell him and you need to be there, Ron." Harry smiled brightly and stepped out into the hallway again, now that it was empty. "Come on. Let's go."
He walked off and, with a confused and uneasy look passing between Ron and Draco, the other two boys hurried to catch up. "But, Harry, I won't be able to get into Gryffindor!" Ron protested. "I don't know the password yet, or even how to get there!"
"I can show you." Harry replied calmly, without thinking. "And the password is Caput Draconis." He grinned when both boys looked at him like he was crazy. "Would either of you believe me if I said I was a Seer?" When they shook their heads, Harry laughed. "I didn't think so...still, it was worth a shot. Let's just say, I know a lot of things, okay? Now, hurry. I don't want to be caught."
Finally, after only a few short minutes, they were standing before a stone gargoyle. "I suppose you're just going to pull the password for the Headmaster's office out of thin air as well, Harry?" Draco's drawl was amused, but also vaguely curious.
"Possibly." Harry replied, since he wasn't sure when during the year Albus changed his password, or how often. "Sherbert Lemon." He said calmly and, sure enough, the gargoyle jumped aside.
Harry led the other two boys onto the rising staircase and they were shortly deposited outside the Headmaster's door. A slightly-muffled "Enter!" was called out and Harry opened the heavy wooden door to see Albus seated behind his desk, faced by a flustered-looking Minerva and an obviously-worried Severus. "Headmaster." Harry said with a grin. "Professors." He inclined his head slightly to each of his Heads of House. "I'm glad you're here; it will save some time. I have an urgent matter to discuss."
Without saying anything else, Harry drew the Stunned and bound rat out of his pocket and threw it - none to gently - onto the Headmaster's desk. "Scabbers !" Ron cried out, moving forward, before being stopped by the wand Harry leveled at his chest. "I don't understand..."
"You will in a moment, Ron." Harry's voice was gentle, though his wand didn't waver. "That is not a rat. That is an unregistered Animagus by the name of Peter Pettigrew, who faked his own death to frame my godfather, Sirius Black. I want this injustice righted, and I want it righted now." He flicked his eyes briefly to Dumbledore's. "If you could call Kingsley Shacklebolt and Minister Fudge and have them come and verify the identity of Pettigrew, I'd appreciate it. The sooner Sirius is freed, the better."
McGonagall was staring at Harry intently. "You recognize this rat as an Animagus? How is that possible?"
"Call it a gift." Harry said calmly. "One I'll happily explain to you, Professor Snape, and Albus once Pettigrew is in custody." He smiled tightly at her. "And you're a cat. A grey tabby, with square markings around your eyes." Her eyebrows went straight up into her hairline and he grinned a little wider. "Albus...Kinglsey and the Minister, please?"
Albus nodded slowly and moved to make the necessary fire calls. Despite the late hour, it was only about 20 minutes later when both Fudge and Kingsley stepped through the Floo into the Headmaster's office. Harry's wand remained trained on Ron during this time...he knew his friend's temper and didn't quite trust him not to interfere just yet. "Hello, Kingsley." Harry greeted the large Auror with a warm smile, then inclined his head with a colder smile to Fudge. "Minister."
They both greeted him with politeness and - from Fudge - a bit of praise and ass-kissing that Harry had come to expect. "I apologize for the lateness of the hour, but I feel 10 years is long enough for an injustice to remain unrighted." Harry said without further regard for pleasantries. "I need that," He pointed with his free hand to the rat. "Escorted to Azkaban and my godfather, Sirius Black, freed. That is Peter Pettigrew, who was my parent's Secret Keeper and faked his own death, killing 13 Muggles in the process and framing Sirius. I want Sirius cleared, I want reparations made from the Ministry for the failure to use Veritaserum to prove Sirius's innocence, and I want Pettigrew locked away forever. I also want my godfather awarded full guardianship of me immediately upon his release and I formally request to see him as soon as possible."
A few quick spells later and Peter was a man again...still bound and Stupified, but a man. Harry finally lowered his wand from Ron, who was a sickly grey-green color. "A man...I...he slept in my bed...ugh!"
"Only recently." Harry soothed quickly. "He's been Percy's rat for a while, right? So now you can tease Percy about having a creepy old killer as a beloved pet!" He saw Ron perk up a bit and added. "Don't forget to tell Fred and George the whole story! Which reminds me...please don't be mad..." Harry pointed his wand at Ron and quickly said. "Finite priori incantatem!" and reversed the 'Obliviate' he had cast on the train.
Ron's eyes widened as his memories reasserted themselves, then he paled but nodded slowly. "I guess I understand why you did what you did. An explanation might have been nice, but...yeah, I get it." Ron huffed out a breath. "Blimey...a Dark Wizard was just hiding out in my house for 10 years...it's insane! Wait until Mum finds out..."
Harry grimaced, glad he wouldn't be around when she did, then turned back to the silent Kinglsey and Fudge. "So...about releasing my godfather, making reparations for his wrongful imprisonment, and awarding him full custody of me...?" He smiled sweetly, waiting for the reactions he knew were coming.
"I'll see this scum taken to Azkaban immediately, Mr. Potter." Kingsley was solemn-eyed. "Sirius will be released within the hour and brought to the Ministry to handle all the paperwork."
"I shall be awaiting them with the necessary persons to correct this, Harry, rest assured!" Harry winced...he'd always hated the familiarity with which Fudge addressed him. "I cannot say for certain what reparations will be offered, but perhaps an Order of Merlin, First Class, for his attempt at taking out the Dark Wizard Peter Pettigrew and the unjust imprisonment he served because of it? I shall, of course, discuss this with him when he arrives at the Ministry. And as your parents' will clearly names Mr. Black your guardian, we shall of course transfer you to his custody as quickly as possible."
And now...Harry waited for what he knew was coming, still standing calmly between Draco and Ron. "I'm afraid Harry cannot be transferred out of his Aunt and Uncle's care, Minister. There is old blood magic at work, and it will help keep Harry far safer than anything else could."
Harry immediately dropped his robes, which he'd already begun unfastening as Albus spoke, and quickly shed his tie and shirt, revealing his skin-and-bones frame and the bruises and scars mottling his skin. "I am beaten, starved, and locked up while at my Aunt and Uncle's house, Minister. I have suffered there for 10 years; I will not return. Sirius is my rightful guardian and will no doubt place his home under Fidelius if requested to keep me safe. Blood wards or not, I am not safe in the home of my family."
There were gasps of outrage from McGonagall, Snape, Ron, and Draco. Albus looked worried and deeply troubled, as did Kingsley, and Fudge was clearly horrified. "No, Harry, you will not return to that house, blood magic or not! I shall ensure Mr. Black has full guardianship immediately and send him to the school to visit with you as soon as possible! Now, Kingsley, I shall head to the Ministry and alert the necessary officials while you take this man to Azkaban and return with Mr. Black."
The two swiftly Flooed back out again, leaving a very silent room in their wake. Harry redressed slowly; he felt a bit bad about calling Albus out on the whole abuse-thing, but he'd never spoken up about it in his time and, well, it hadn't gotten him far. Bars on his windows and starved and hit...every summer. He didn't need that. He needed Sirius and to be safe and to feel loved and to be somewhere where he could finally be happy. He hoped Albus would forgive him...that he'd eventually understand. It wouldn't be easy to repair the trust between him and the man he loved like a grandfather, but he felt they could do it. It would just...take time; something he had in abundance now.
"I think you should go to bed now, Ron." Harry finally broke the silence, touching the other boy's shoulder gently. "I just felt you needed to know why I did what I did. Why I had to." Ron nodded slowly, looking at Harry with a small smile that made Harry hopeful for their future friendship. "I need to stay and talk to the Headmaster, though, so maybe one of the portraits could show you the way to Gryffindor Tower...?"
Immediately one of the old Headmasters volunteered and Ron nodded. "Thanks, Harry. For explaining. I'm...happy to count you as my friend. Really." He gave Harry another small smile. "I already got the password from Percy, so...I'll just be going now." And Harry silently thanked Ron for covering for him, then waved as the redhead said a polite - if stilted - goodbye to Draco and then followed the portrait out of the office and off to bed.
Harry turned back to the others in the room. "So...I'm guessing you have some questions." The adults nodded, while Draco merely sat, staring at him silently. He hadn't spoken at all since they'd gotten there and Harry gave him an apologetic look. "I'm sorry, Draco, but there are some things I can't tell you. Hell, you wouldn't believe me if I did, so..." He shrugged helplessly. "Just...don't be mad I'm not filling you in, okay?"
Draco nodded and Harry immediately cast a bubble of protective privacy charms around himself and the adults. "Protego totalem. Muffliato. Silencio." Then, with another apologetic look to the blonde who could no longer hear them, he turned to his Professors and said grimly. "Would you believe me if I told you I'm from the future and I'm here to save everyone?"
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A/N: Okay...so...yeah. That's Harry fixing the Sirius thing, and the whole "abuse at the Dursleys' thing" that I felt would be the only way to ensure Albus couldn't interfere with Sirius gaining custody of Harry. So...hope you all liked it! Let me know what your thoughts are and how you're taking this whole thing! Any ideas or requests or things you'd like to see? Probably a maximum of two more chapters as 11-year-old Harry before we snap forward again, so brace yourselves! ^_^ Remember, e-mail addresses get you update alerts! ~ FA
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