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Three Powerful Words	By : Severus1snape Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3707 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Draco sat in the middle of the courtroom once more and as he let his eyes nervously wander he noticed a lot of familiar faces present today. A few of Harry´s friends had shown up, maybe to support him being here or maybe to watch Draco get sentenced. He had after all been quite unpleasant to most of them during their years at the school.
The only friend of his who had stuck by him was, his best friend, whose family had stayed out of harm’s way from the Dark Lord during the war, Blaise Zabini. He was offering a small smile of encouragement. Draco swallowed it whole but did not have the strength to return it.
Gregory Goyle had been sent to Azkaban for three years. He had not had anyone to witness on his behalf. His parents had both died in the war; his mother by his father´s hand when she tried to get her son away from the Dark Lord´s grip. Greg had killed two Muggle-borns, so naturally, he had to go to prison.
Vincent Crabbe had essentially killed himself by not being able to control the Fiendfyre in the Room of Requirements when he tried to murder Harry and his friends. Draco and Goyle had had to be rescued by Weasley and Harry because of it.
Pansy Parkinson and her parents had fled abroad to a place no one knew of. They had managed to sell their properties on the black market under the nose of the Ministry and every last Galleon had been withdrawn from their vault.
Draco had no more friends left than Goyle and Zabini.
I am sorry Harry. Please understand.
Then, of course, there were the wizards who had come to take pleasure in Draco´s imprisonment. Draco gulped at the idea. Sure, he had not murdered anyone, but he had tortured people. Most of them had been when he was under the Imperius curse, but eventually, he had done it under the threat towards his mother´s life. That wasn´t a legit reason, however, so he knew that had it not been for Harry´s testimony, the Wizengamot would not even consider letting him off. He still had his doubts about what would happen; the only thing he knew was that he was about to find out any moment.
“Mr. Malfoy, the Wizengamot has reached a verdict. You have confessed to us that you took the Dark Mark out of your own free will, you have confessed to the torture of several Muggle-born wizards, and furthermore, you have confessed to threatening other wizards to make them cooperate with your agenda. Mr. Potter has explained to us, what kind of life and morals you have been raised under as a pure-blood wizard from the Malfoy family.”
The elderly man looked behind him as he took a pause to acknowledge the people staring back at him expectantly. He then met Draco´s eyes and went on talking.
“The Wizengamot will make it clear to everyone, Mr. Malfoy, that we do not tolerate any form of threats or tortures; ever. However, as it is, Mr. Potter has made a plea for your life. There are special circumstances when it comes to the man who has saved us all from Voldemort.” He spoke the name with disgust but prided himself to be able to speak the name out loud.
Draco simply nodded, knowing he was not allowed to speak while the chairman did.
“The Wizengamot has made their decision Mr. Malfoy to take your wand-“
I am going to prison. So help me god.
Draco closed his eyes.
“- for one year. The wand will be turned over to the Ministry. When that year has passed, you will get it back, so long as you have not been involved in anything illegal. Should you, however, break the law during that year, you will go straight to Azkaban for several years.”
Draco´s eyes flew open.
I´m not going to prison?
“You will, as the new Malfoy heir, be in the center of society and you are expected to act civilized enough to not continue down the path of your past mistakes, naturally. You will spend the next year teaching potions and magical history to Muggle-born wizards in your own home.”
Draco flinched.
I don´t want to teach anyone, especially not Muggle-borns! I want to get my Master in Potions. Stop it, you idiot, if this will keep you out of that horrible place, surely you can do that.
Draco nodded in understanding.
“You will give a public apology to our world for the mistakes you have made, letting them know you have learned from those mistakes, and that you will not repeat any of them.” He met Draco´s eye again. “You are free to leave this court Mr. Malfoy, but let me point out the obvious to you; you would not be out at all had it not been for Mr. Potter and the debt we all owe him.”
I am free. I am FREE! Oh my god, my mother will be so happy. I will not be leaving her behind with a broken heart. I can still have the life I have always dreamt of having.
He sighed.
I can have a wife and children, I can be a Potions Master and sell potions, develop new ones that will change the world, I ca-.
He met Harry´s eyes.
Happy eyes full of tears of joy.
Fuck, I forgot about him.
People began talking, some were yelling in outrage but Draco had been released from his chains already and was heading for the door.
I have to leave before he catches up.
“Draco.” Harry´s voice rang loudly in his ears even though. Draco knew he had only whispered his name from close behind him.
Taking a deep breath, he turned to face Harry.
They were alone in the hallway now, perhaps Harry had told his friends to let them talk alone and the Aurors had hurried everyone else out of the courtroom to not create trouble inside the Ministry.
Harry reached out for Draco´s face but Draco backed away.
Harry frowned. “We´re alone here Draco, there is no need to-“
Draco took a deep breath. “Thank you for offering your assistance to make sure I stayed out of Azkaban. If you´ll excuse me, my mother will be waiting to hear the news.”
Draco turned around and began walking away but Harry grabbed his right shoulder to stop his movements.
“Draco, what are you-“ He sounded wounded and confused.
“Look, Potter, I really appreciate what you did for me. I never expected any help from you, but this is where it ends, alright?”
“W-what? No, it´s not alright! God damn you Draco, this was… was this… are you FUCKING kidding!? Did you just play me back there? Did you not…” He looked crestfallen.
Draco had to look away for a moment to keep his perfect Malfoy mask in place, which had, of course, returned the moment he had been acquitted.
“Noo… you wouldn´t…” Harry´s entire body shook and he looked to the floor. He blinked away the tears he could feel dropping softly. Tears of sorrow, tears of confusion, tears of anger.
Draco looked around and noticed they were still alone. He placed a hand to Harry´s chin and tilted his head upwards to catch his eyes.
“Don´t waste your tears on a Malfoy, Potter, we are not worth the effort.” He used his thumb to wipe away some of the tears on Harry´s cheek.
“Why would you-“
“You said it yourself Potter, I am expected to lead a certain life. I am the only child to the Malfoy bloodline. I have to take a wife to keep the bloodline going, you must understand that.”
“But I love you… and you said that…”
“It doesn´t matter what I said Potter, I have respon-“
“Of course it matters! If you really love me, then you should-“
“I can´t Potter, please don´t make this harder than it is.” He cupped Harry´s face between both his hands. “Whatever I feel does not change anything. I´m a Malfoy, I have to-“
Harry wrenched himself free from Draco´s grasp and stormed past him and out of sight.
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