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Gillyflower, Heliotrope and Hemlock.	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Sirius Views: 9034 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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AN: Hope you are enjoying this story, I like writing it. :) (I also hope I'm correctly Citing the song Lyrics...lol) Any thoughts are most welcome.

Chapter Three

Then onward over the mountain

And outward towards the sea

They had come to claim the Emerald

Without it they could not leave.

Thin Lizzy, "Emerald", Album; Jailbreak.

The sun was bright and the day warm when Ron and Harry appeared in amongst a small copse of trees on The Heath, there was a lake to their right and a large stretch of green grass on their left, they had both changed into casual Muggle clothes as the place was reasonably busy with dog walkers, tourists and students. They began walking around the lake, following directions given to them by Kingsley’s secretary.

“So...” Ron began, stuffing his hands into his pockets and looking awkward. “Haven’t heard from you in a while, mate.”

“Er...no...sorry. I’ve been busy.”

Ron shot him a nervous glance. “I don’t blame you....for Ginny I mean.”

“Thanks...” Harry lowered his head as they came to a halt, he scuffed the floor with a trainer absently.

“Look, whatever she did she must have had a reason, I’m sure if you just talk...”

“It’s ok Ron, I don’t think we’ll be getting back together.”

Ron sighed. “She loved you.”

“I know.”

The silence was awkward and the two men avoided each other’s eyes, but before Harry could say something to break the unnatural tension a loud shout made him look up. He saw a couple walking through the trees, arm in arm, the girl was tall with a fall of dark hair as she threw her head back and laughed loudly. The man was of average height with white-blond hair slicked back from his pointed face. Ron nudged Harry. “Hey, look at who it is!”

Harry said nothing as the couple approached, they were feet from them when the man looked up and spotted them, they halted. “Well, well, if it isn’t Harry Potter.” Draco Malfoy said stiffly.

“Malfoy.” Harry nodded in greeting.

“Potter? You mean this is the one who defeated the Dark Lord?” Astoria Greengrass was pretty and she smiled warmly at them, holding out her hand in greeting. “It’s nice to meet you properly.”

“Likewise.” Harry shook her hand briefly.

“What are you doing here, Potter?” Draco said, his face was thin and he looked older than his nineteen years.

“Working.” Ron said.

“I see...then we shall leave you to it.” Draco inclined his head and they walked past, suddenly Harry turned.

“Malfoy, I was hoping that perhaps you could answer a few questions for us, if you would be willing.”

“Am I suspected of something?”

“No, I just think that you might be able to help us with this investigation.”

“I see...” Malfoy looked Harry up and down for a moment before slowly nodding. “A few questions will be harmless, I suppose. There is a rather good cafe here, we will at least be able to sit as we speak, come.”

They followed Malfoy and Greengrass down a long winding path, Ron leaned close to Harry and whispered; “Harry, what if he’s up to something? We can’t trust anything that bloody snake says.”

Harry frowned. “I don’t know Ron, I reckon he’s learned his lesson, he knows what I’m capable of I doubt he would try anything in a cafe full of muggles and at any rate, we can overpower him if we have to.”

The cafe was small and friendly, the group sat down and ordered some hot drinks. When they arrived Harry leaned forward. “We’re investigating some strange magical anomalies that have been appearing around the country, large bursts of magical energies...also we have been hearing of some rather large gatherings of Death Eaters...I was wandering if there was any way you would know what was happening.”

Draco sipped his tea slowly, a small frown on his face before answering. “Straight to business then, Potter? Aren’t you the diligent one.”

“It’s important.”

“I gather. I have had no contact with anyone from the old circles since after the Battle of Hogwarts...” His grey eyes darkened and for a second Harry saw guilt in them before the emotion was covered by his mask. “I am sorry, but I cannot help you.”

Harry sighed and bit his lip. “Are you sure? Have you any idea about why they would be gathering again?”

Draco paused again. “I can only think of one thing that would bring them all back like this.” His eyes lingered on Harry’s scar and he automatically lifted a hand and touched it.

“Have you...has it hurt at all?” Harry asked softly, glancing at Draco’s left arm.

“No. Not since the day he was destroyed.” The blond replied, gripping his sleeve tightly, there was the faintest flash of fear in his eyes as he spoke. “But...I admit I have heard rumours of such gatherings. I cannot tell you why, but I know they are happening with an increasing frequency.”

Astoria was quiet, looking into her tea with sad eyes. There was a silence before Harry sighed heavily and ran fingers through his hair. “Well, thanks for this...I’ll leave you to it now...” He stood but Draco grabbed his wrist tightly and looked him dead in the eyes.

“Potter, be careful.”

“Why?”

Draco looked at him incredulously. “Because you destroyed the Dark Lord! If they are gathering there is the very strong possibility that they will be targeting you, you took away their livelihoods, you destroyed their way of life, they will want revenge at whatever cost.”

The moment was tense and Harry had the distinct impression that Draco wasn’t telling him everything, he looked into those grey eyes and saw fear there. “I will, thanks.”

Draco nodded. “I owe you, Potter, as much as it disgusts me. I owe you my life.” He watched Harry leave with Ron, his face fell and he sighed, pushing fingers into his immaculate hair before closing his eyes. Astoria put a hand on his shoulder gently, kissing his fingers.

“We’ll be alright, Draco...we can enhance the protections on the Manor, we can make it a fortress and no one will be able to get in.”

“I...I should have given him the letters, he would should be warned.”

“If you did you would gain unwanted attention, I thought you wanted a quiet life? You want to have a family and raise them away from all this.”

“I do...I don’t want any children of mine making the same mistakes I did.”

“Then you did all that you could.” She lifted his head with her hand and kissed him. “We’ll be fine.” He smiled but privately wished he had her confidence.

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“You know you shouldn’t be looking at that, James.” Remus said softly as he stood in the doorway of Harry’s bedroom, the room had obviously belonged to Sirius as it was still plastered with scantily clad girls draped seductively over motorbikes and huge Gryffindor banners. James was sat at the old dark wood desk, leaning over a large book by the light of a single candle, slowly he looked up blinking owlishly at his friend. He pushed his glasses further up onto his nose before looking away again.

“I saw it...it was open so I took a look...It’s a photo album of myself, Lily and Harry...look.” He lifted up the book and Remus moved closer, peering curiously at the images. They were indeed of James and Lily, gazing back at him with big smiles on their faces, some were of their wedding with Sirius stood at James’ shoulder and everyone smiling happily and raising glasses to the happy couple. James ran his finger down a picture of Lily looking radiant in an ivory dress with daisies in her hair and lily’s in her hands, she was smiling, forever frozen in that one blissful moment, unaware that a year later her whole life would be destroyed. James’ eyes were glistening as he looked down at his dead lover. “We never got married in our time...not really.” He whispered softly, unable to tear his eyes away from the smiling, waving woman. “You know it was never officiated, merely a quick exchange of vows and a kiss before we went off for another battle...to watch more of our friends die.”

Remus closed his eyes and took a slow breath, trying to force away memories of screams and blood. “I know, James.”

“...You reckon we were happy in this dimension?” James’ voice cracked and he gripped the album tightly as he hid his eyes behind a hand. His shoulders shook with silent sobs and Remus could only put a hand on his shoulder.

“It’s alright, we’ll find a way to stop them. We’ll destroy Voldemort if it’s the last thing we do, we will avenge them all.”

“’Course we will, Jamie.” Sirius stood, leaning casually against the door frame, he had a cigarette dangling from his lips and his arms folded across his chest. “I’ll make sure we rip the fucker limb from limb, just like he did to Benji and so many others...before he dies I want to hear his screams for a change.”

“Sirius, don’t.” Remus said hoarsely, he looked at his friend whose eyes were so dark they were almost as black as the hair that fell into them, he saw the dark fury roiling within him and knew he would explode if they didn’t get back soon. Sirius had become strange since they had begun fighting, after he had witnessed a murder first hand he had begun to act strange, his mind had snapped for a while but he had regained most of his sanity but sometimes he was strange and dark and he scared his friends.

“I miss her.” James croaked, seemingly unaware of the conversation.

Sirius’ eyes softened and he moved into the room, dropping to his knees before his best friend and grabbing him into a tight embrace. “We’ll get revenge, Prongsy.” He whispered, running his hands through those messy locks. “We’ll get him, make him scream and beg for mercy...I promise you, If it’s the last thing I do, I will lay his fucking disgusting head on her grave as a gift! We all loved her, Jamie...she was the sister I never had.”

“Same here, Prongs.” Remus whispered softly, putting a gentle hand on James’ hand as it covered the image of his dead wife.

“We will fight and kill and die for you!” Sirius breathed, taking James’ face in his hands and looking into his damp eyes. “We’re a team, yeah?”

James nodded slowly, licking his lips as his fingers curled into fists upon the photo. “I’ll kill him. I’ll kill him and cut him open, he can watch as his entrails fall out and he dies slowly! He’ll scream louder than her!”

“That’s the spirit, Prongs.” Sirius said with an evil grin around his cigarette, grey smoke drifted up to the ceiling as James took it from his lips and took a slow drag. “We’ll get what we need.”

“I’m not so sure about this, Sirius.” Remus said softly. “What if he’s not...”

“Of course he’s the one we need! Dumbledore said something about that prophesy, he said that the Dark Lord would mark him as an equal and that he would have power the Dark Lord knows not! We knew this long before Dumbledore was killed, we need Harry Potter!”

“But he’s got friends here...” Remus insisted.

“So? Our need is greater.” Sirius insisted.

“We can’t just kidnap him, that’s not fair!”

“If he won’t come willingly Moons, we’ll have to. We have no choice!” Sirius snapped.

“That doesn’t mean we should force him! James, please, tell me you’re not considering...” Remus saw the hardness in James’ eyes and he sighed, knowing he would be out voted. Slowly he ran fingers through his hair and sat down heavily on the bed. “He will hate us.” He said softly and lowered his head. “The world we will make him go to is...it’s horrible. How can we do this?”

“Sirius is right, Remus, we have no choice. What is one person against the lives of thousands? Think about this, it’s all for the greater good.” James said softly, he looked down at the image of Lily before running a finger down it once again. “I’m sorry, Lily...I have to.” He whispered before closing the book with a snap.

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That weekend Harry went around Hermione and Ron’s new place taking James, Sirius and Remus with him due to Ron’s constant nagging. They arrived with a bottle of fine Elf-made Wine, the door to the small cottage was opened by Hermione who smiled when she saw Harry.

“I didn’t think you’d come.” She said and embraced Harry. “Come in...”

Harry handed her the bottle and entered the house, removing his shoes at the door. Hermione spotted his companions and gaped. “I would introduce you but-er...you already know who they are.”

“Hi, I’m Hermione Granger.” She said with a small smile as she held out her hand to James. “I-I never knew you, Mr. Potter, but I saw pictures and you do look like Harry.”

James smiled amiably. “Please, it’s James, when people call me Mr. Potter it makes me think of my dad.”

“Hermione! This is bloody brilliant! How does it work?!” Ron’s voice came from the living room where music was playing so loudly Harry could feel the vibrations thrumming through the floor. Hermione pulled a face as Genesis’ Land of Confusion was pumped from huge speakers.

“TURN IT DOWN!” Hermione shouted into the living room and the volume was reduced, Sirius snickered. “Thank you! He’s been doing that for an hour, playing with all the buttons on the new CD player my parents got me.” She rolled her eyes.

“What the hell are CD’s?” Sirius asked, eyes glittering with fascination.

“A Compact Disk, it’s a bit like a record but smaller.” Hermione replied.

“So...it plays music? Like those muggle Records? I had one of those! My mum used to hate it when I played Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd on it, she eventually blew it up...but it was fun while it lasted.” Sirius smiled nostalgically as they followed Hermione into the living room where Ron was on his knees before a huge CD player, the speakers of which were huge. The ginger looked up and grinned at the sight of his friend, he stood and took Harry’s hand.

“This thing is amazing! It’s got plugs and everything!”

Harry laughed. “Funny that.”

“These Muggle’s, eh? Brilliant! My Dad would like it...but he’d want to take it apart...” He turned to the three stood behind Harry and his mouth fell open. His blue eyes moved up and down the three before he closed his mouth and smiled, holding out his hand. “Hi, Ronald Weasley. We’ve er...met before but you wouldn’t know that.”

“No, I suppose not.” Remus said with a smile as he shook Ron’s hand.

“A Weasley, huh? Good family yours.” Sirius said.

“Wow...so...you’re really James Potter?” Ron’s eyes were huge as he turned to face James. “You’re like...as famous as Harry! A hero.”

“Unfortunately I’m a dead Hero it seems, not how I imagined my future to be honest.”

“Well...I suppose...” Ron looked awkward but James chuckled.

“Thing is, I’m not dead now. No hard feelings.”

Hermione entered with several glasses and the uncorked wine bottle which she placed on the table. “Sit down, dinner will be done soon.” She said and began pouring the wine.

They sat and spoke for a while, the bottle was soon emptied and eventually they started on dinner. When they had all eaten they retired back to the living room for more wine. Harry was feeling quiet drunk, his head was swimming pleasantly as he listened to the talk around him, letting the voices wash over him as he gazed at his two best friends and felt doubly fond of them. He smiled as Ron put his arm around Hermione’s shoulder as they spoke to James and Remus, then he felt as if something was watching him, he turned his head slowly and his eyes met dark silver. Sirius was lounging casually in a chair, his wine glass in one hand and his hair falling across his forehead elegantly. Slowly he smiled a devilish smile and sipped his wine, the deep ruby colour highlighted by the electric light above their heads.

“Oh yeah, Ginny’s just signed on for another year with the Harpy’s.” Ron was saying, breaking the strange intense moment and drawing Harry’s gaze. “They were desperate enough to give her a raise, hopefully she’ll be able to get them into the European Cup this year.” Hermione giggled slightly drunkenly before covering her mouth. “What’s wrong with you?” Rona asked with a small frown.

“Oh...nothing, it just reminded me of something she told me...” Hermione had a soft pink flush high on her cheek bones and her eyes glittered.

“Come on, spill! She’s my little sister.” Ron nudged her.

“Alright. I heard that she’s been dating Silas Rohdes, the manager of her team! She said he’s rather...talented.” She giggled again slightly manically.

Ron pulled a disgusted face. “Too much information, Hermione.” He muttered.

Harry felt empty suddenly, he looked away from his friends who had been unaware he had been listening. He looked down into the depths of his wine glass before downing it and standing up, he swayed on the spot. “I’m...gunna get some air...” He muttered and stumbled to the door.

Ron half rose from his seat. “I’ll go with you, mate.”

“No...stay...It’s fine.” He tried to smile but failed, so instead he turned away.

A few minutes passed before Sirius stood too. “I’ll go see if he’s alright.” He muttered and followed Harry out the door, Remus watched him go with a concerned frown.
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