Harry Potter and The Serpent King (BP5)
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Not Long Now
Chapter Number/Total: 41/52
Chapter Title: Not Long Now
Words: 2603 Words
Harry had stayed in McGonagall's office so that he could still keep up communications. All of the others had left to get their kits and prepare. He sat with only Ron, waiting for the call from the Ministry to see if they were going to get any help from them. He still kept checking the mirror and Ron gripped his shoulder and gave it a squeeze.
The Floo flared and Shacklebolt 's face appeared in the flames. "Harry?" he asked.
Harry quickly went to his knees in front of the fireplace. "What's up?" he asked, Ron watching over his shoulder.
"Minister Scrimgeour has agreed to let us bring every Auror we have," he said. "And we have volunteers from other departments, including Lee's."
Harry let out a tremendous sigh. "Good," he said. "Get them here so we can let them know what's going on. I'm going to head down to let the others know."
***
Draco heard the scrape of a foot on stone and saw the boy look up at the sound as well. A moment later, Snape walked into the room. He glanced around and then stepped beside Sirius. "It is in the throne room with them," he whispered. "It would be more vulnerable here. I don't know how long it will be before it comes to feed."
Sirius moved away from Draco and transformed. He moved very quickly into the shadows. "I say we go for the damn thing, but I'll do what Draco thinks is best."
Draco shook his head. He reached for Severus's hand and pulled it to the wall, slapping it against the stone. Snape raised an eyebrow and nodded. "He says you wait," the man answered for him.
Sirius sighed. "It could be hours," he complained, but he nodded in agreement.
Draco reached for the bag and tugged on it, opening it and removing his wand, which looked to be floating in the air in his invisible hand.
Sirius patted his pocket to see if his own wand was still there before giving one last nod and changing back into dog form, ready and waiting.
Draco sat back down, laying the wand on the floor. Snape nodded to them and left. Draco had wanted to ask him about Valen, but he knew it wouldn’t have helped even if he could've.
The boy in the room had cringed and remained silent while Snape had been present. Now he looked over at the dog. "Come here, doggy," he said, holding out his hand.
Sirius hesitated, but then moved slowly forward, padding across the stone. He sniffed at the outstretched hand with his cold, wet nose.
The boy was dirty and thin, but smiled when Sirius came to him. He reached fingers to scratch behind "the dog's" ears. "Good doggy," he said in a shaky voice.
The pain for this child was evident in Sirius's eyes as he allowed him to pet and scratch him, moving closer. He sat next to the boy, providing his warmth, if not his actual protection.
Draco closed his eyes, unable to watch anymore. His chest hurt and he knew he couldn't make a sound. He breathed through his nose, trying to remain as calm as possible. Finally, he heard a sound from the passage opposite the one they had come through. It sounded like something large scraping stone. He got to his feet, trembling.
Sirius twitched in the direction of the noise and bared his teeth, lowering his body to the ground as if about to pounce.
Draco lifted his wand from the floor and looked worriedly at Sirius. He walked over and tugged at Sirius's fur.
Sirius nearly snapped at Draco's hand, but then seemed to come out of some strange kind of daze. He moved back slowly and transformed again, having a better shot as a wizard with a wand than as a dog with sharp teeth.
The boy squeaked when Sirius transformed, looking frightened again. Draco took Sirius's hand and pulled him toward the passage they had originally come through.
Sirius reached into his pocket for his wand and moved with Draco, his hand trembling slightly.
Draco pulled on Sirius until the man was just out of sight of the room and then released his hand. He waited to make sure Sirius understood.
Sirius's eyes widened before he closed them tightly, taking deep, quick breaths.
Draco walked quietly back into the room, standing beside the door with his wand pressed against the wall so it wouldn't be obvious. If Harry was right, this thing was more intelligent than a normal snake. Draco stood waiting. Then he saw the head in the opening, its tongue flickering out. He realised then that they had a problem. It could probably smell the dog. He hoped it would pass off the other human scents as just some Death Eaters.
Sirius stood waiting for Draco to either kill the snake or for some kind of signal from him, wand clutched tightly in his hand.
Nagini hesitated but then the boy saw the snake and began to struggle, crying out. This seemed to encourage it as it slid slowly into the room. Draco's heart was beating fast as it began to move, to circle the child.
Sirius had to hold himself back from bursting into the room when he heard the cries. He was going to save this boy if he could.
The boy was screaming in terror now, pulling hard on the rope, making his leg bleed. The snake's tongue flickered out, smelling him. Only half the beast was in the room, yet, so Draco waited, his grip on his wand tight. He struggled to take several deep breaths and used his senses to feel the magic of the creature. It crawled with dark magic, that was very clear. But was it a Horcrux?
Sirius moved closer to the doorway, his heart pounding. He wished Draco would do something - anything.
Nagini circled closer, her tail finally sliding from the passage. Draco still couldn't tell if she was a Horcrux or not, and he was shaking. The snake was focused on its prey, so Draco took a chance and raised his wand, taking aim at its head. He hesitated again. Could he hit the snake with enough power to kill it and not the boy? Could he afford not to?
If Draco didn't do something within the next few moments, Sirius was going to try and take the snake out himself. He couldn't take the child's cries and his entire body was screaming for him to act.
Draco steadied his wand hand again and took a deep breath, concentrating. "Semper Ignis," he shouted, his body shimmering into sight as fire shot from his wand to engulf the creature.
Sirius ran into the room then, quickly attempting to cast a protective charm around the boy.
The creature reared up, writhing in the flames, its body moving in waves. Its tail struck Draco, throwing him back into the wall, and the fire burned his naked skin.
Sirius rushed over to Draco, covering his body with his own as he faced the snake and struck her with another of the same curse.
Draco shuddered, the pain making him dizzy as he struggled to stand up again. He saw Sirius covering him and the creature thrashing about the room. "We have to move," he gasped at the other man.
"But, the boy!" Sirius yelled.
"Dead," Draco shouted back, staggering to his feet and pulling the other man along the wall, trying to avoid the writhing fire.
Sirius closed his eyes and moved quickly with Draco, feeling like he had failed in some way.
Draco ignored the way they had come originally and risked working their way around to the passage the snake had emerged from.
"Where does this lead?" Sirius asked, his voice shaking badly, and then, "Was the snake what it was supposed to be?"
Draco kept moving, the pain making it hard to concentrate. Once they were in the passage, he stopped for a moment, leaning on the wall. "Snape said," he gasped, "snake was in throne room."
Sirius looked at Draco concernedly. "Are you all right?" he asked.
"The fire," Draco gasped in answer. "Need potion."
"Do you have any?" Sirius asked, quickly reaching for the bag.
Draco nodded, eyes closing for a moment as he tried to breathe into the pain.
"Which one is it?" Sirius asked, moving the different potion bottles around.
Draco huffed, holding his wand out for Sirius to take.
Sirius took the wand and held the bag open for Draco.
Draco's vision was blurred, but he tried to concentrate enough to pick out a Healing Potion. At least it seemed the correct colour. He couldn't even read his own small script in the dim light. He used a thumb to uncork it and sniffed, making a face but nodding before downing it.
Sirius watched anxiously, looking around them.
The potion wouldn't cure him from the power of the Semper Ignis, but it would heal him enough to function. Draco took several deep breaths and pushed off the wall. "If I am right," he said, "this passage leads to His throne room, where my son is." He gestured down the dark corridor. "You and Severus need to find the Ward Keeper and get the wards down," he said.
Sirius nodded. "So we should take this passage then? Or should I go and find Snape?"
Draco leaned against the stone for a moment. "I will go to my son. You find Snape. We can't win this without Harry, so we need to know who the Ward Keeper is or if there is another way to bring them down."
Sirius nodded again. "How will we find out who it is?" he asked.
"I hope Severus can find a way," Draco said, reaching into the bag again and withdrawing another potion.
Sirius seemed a little wary of the word "hope". "I'll go find Snape then," he said. "Do you want the mirror, or should I keep it?"
"We should contact Harry now," Draco replied, knowing it might be the last time he saw Harry before this was all over. If ever.
Sirius reached into the bag and took the mirror out. "Harry," he said into it.
Harry was in the middle of explaining to Ministry witches and wizards when he heard Sirius's voice.
"Harry? Harry, are you there?"
Harry’s heart leapt and he brought the mirror up to his face, ignoring the confused looks from the group of people he was talking to. "Sirius," he said with relief. "Where's Draco?"
"I'm here," the blond answered, leaning in next to Sirius so that Harry could see his face.
Harry groaned with longing at the sight of his husband. "Are you okay? What happened? Where's Valen?" he asked quickly.
"The snake is on fire," Draco answered, "and if it has a link to its Master, He will know. I am going after Valen now."
Harry's breathing sped up and his hand shook slightly.
"Snape and I are going to take the wards down," Sirius said, his voice firm and sure. "Be ready and we'll contact you again when we've done it." He purposely didn't say "if."
Draco tried to smile. "Because Harry Potter always keeps his promises," he said.
Harry nodded firmly, despite his fear. "I'll be there," he said.
Draco stepped back, not able to continue looking at Harry and not say more than he should.
"Get ready, Harry," Sirius said again. "It won't be long."
Harry clenched the mirror before he lowered it, not wanting to watch it go blank. He took a deep breath and a few moments to himself before he began to talk to the others again.
Sirius lowered his mirror too, slipping it back into the bag.
Draco stood naked, holding a potion in his one hand. "Are you ready?" he asked Sirius.
"I'm as ready as I'm going to get," Sirius answered. "Let's do this."
"Hand me my wand after I take this." Draco smiled wryly. "We have both come back from the dead. Hopefully, that luck will hold." He held up the potion and downed it, holding out the vial for Sirius to take as his body faded from sight.
Sirius smiled strangely and took the vial from Draco before holding Draco's wand out.
Draco took the wand, turned, and headed down the dark passage to the throne room.
***
"... then we're going to Apparate the lot of you in with Side-Along. It could take a few trips to get everyone there, but we should be able to do it. We'll go when we get the wards down. All of you have got your kits from the Weasley twins, right?"
There were nods.
"All right, good," Harry continued. "Now go ahead and check them out. Make sure you know what's inside of them. There are Healing Potions, Blood-Replenishing Potions, and some products of theirs that you can use for distrac-"
"Harry!"
Harry frowned and looked in the direction of the shout. Hermione was running towards him, looking scared.
"What is it?" he asked as she reached him, frowning heavier.
"There's something going on outside the school," she said quickly and breathlessly. "Spells everywhere. A whole lot of people. They told me to come and get you."
Harry paled. "Follow me," he said quickly to the group of people, most of whom had pulled their wands.
Hermione ran ahead of him, leading him to the doors in front of the Great Hall where most of the Order members seemed to be.
"What's going on?" he asked.
Tonks came back in through the door, a bit breathless. "They're trying to take the wards down," she said. "They've already taken Hogsmeade and are using it as a kind of base."
"Death Eaters?" Harry asked, eyes very wide.
"Yes," she said, "and worse." She looked nervously around the room for a moment.
"Gather everyone up who can fight," Harry said. "We don't want them in the school. There are too many children and too many Muggles."
"What do you want us to do?" Ron asked.
"Just stick with me," Harry said to him, and then to the rest of the room, "Someone needs to get Hagrid. He's in the forest with Grawp and ... the other giant. He was getting them ready, but we'll need them sooner than we thought."
"We need people who can cast Patronus Charms, Harry," Tonks said, biting her lip.
That actually frightened Harry for a short moment. He recovered quickly. "Everyone in the Order can do it," he said. "I know that much."
"Good," she said, "because he has sent them too."
Harry nodded. "We knew," he said.
"We'll get Hagrid, Harry," said Fred, nodding to his brother.
Mr Weasley gripped them both by the shoulders and squeezed slightly.
"And Thestrals if you can, and Buckbeak," Harry called as the twins turned to find some relatively safe way to leave the castle. Knowing them, they knew a way out.
Shacklebolt was organising the Aurors into team leaders and Tonks went to join them.
"Harry?" a nervous voice behind him asked.
Harry turned towards the voice.
Neville and Luna were standing there, looking scared but determined. "We came to help," he said.
Harry gripped Neville's shoulder and actually smiled a bit. "Thank you," he said to them both. "We'll need it."
Hermione came over and hugged both of them tightly.
"Dumbledore's Army," Neville said with a grin.
Luna smiled like there wasn't a war going on outside the doors.
Harry nodded. "Yes, Dumbledore's Army," he said.
Chapter Title: Not Long Now
Words: 2603 Words
Harry had stayed in McGonagall's office so that he could still keep up communications. All of the others had left to get their kits and prepare. He sat with only Ron, waiting for the call from the Ministry to see if they were going to get any help from them. He still kept checking the mirror and Ron gripped his shoulder and gave it a squeeze.
The Floo flared and Shacklebolt 's face appeared in the flames. "Harry?" he asked.
Harry quickly went to his knees in front of the fireplace. "What's up?" he asked, Ron watching over his shoulder.
"Minister Scrimgeour has agreed to let us bring every Auror we have," he said. "And we have volunteers from other departments, including Lee's."
Harry let out a tremendous sigh. "Good," he said. "Get them here so we can let them know what's going on. I'm going to head down to let the others know."
***
Draco heard the scrape of a foot on stone and saw the boy look up at the sound as well. A moment later, Snape walked into the room. He glanced around and then stepped beside Sirius. "It is in the throne room with them," he whispered. "It would be more vulnerable here. I don't know how long it will be before it comes to feed."
Sirius moved away from Draco and transformed. He moved very quickly into the shadows. "I say we go for the damn thing, but I'll do what Draco thinks is best."
Draco shook his head. He reached for Severus's hand and pulled it to the wall, slapping it against the stone. Snape raised an eyebrow and nodded. "He says you wait," the man answered for him.
Sirius sighed. "It could be hours," he complained, but he nodded in agreement.
Draco reached for the bag and tugged on it, opening it and removing his wand, which looked to be floating in the air in his invisible hand.
Sirius patted his pocket to see if his own wand was still there before giving one last nod and changing back into dog form, ready and waiting.
Draco sat back down, laying the wand on the floor. Snape nodded to them and left. Draco had wanted to ask him about Valen, but he knew it wouldn’t have helped even if he could've.
The boy in the room had cringed and remained silent while Snape had been present. Now he looked over at the dog. "Come here, doggy," he said, holding out his hand.
Sirius hesitated, but then moved slowly forward, padding across the stone. He sniffed at the outstretched hand with his cold, wet nose.
The boy was dirty and thin, but smiled when Sirius came to him. He reached fingers to scratch behind "the dog's" ears. "Good doggy," he said in a shaky voice.
The pain for this child was evident in Sirius's eyes as he allowed him to pet and scratch him, moving closer. He sat next to the boy, providing his warmth, if not his actual protection.
Draco closed his eyes, unable to watch anymore. His chest hurt and he knew he couldn't make a sound. He breathed through his nose, trying to remain as calm as possible. Finally, he heard a sound from the passage opposite the one they had come through. It sounded like something large scraping stone. He got to his feet, trembling.
Sirius twitched in the direction of the noise and bared his teeth, lowering his body to the ground as if about to pounce.
Draco lifted his wand from the floor and looked worriedly at Sirius. He walked over and tugged at Sirius's fur.
Sirius nearly snapped at Draco's hand, but then seemed to come out of some strange kind of daze. He moved back slowly and transformed again, having a better shot as a wizard with a wand than as a dog with sharp teeth.
The boy squeaked when Sirius transformed, looking frightened again. Draco took Sirius's hand and pulled him toward the passage they had originally come through.
Sirius reached into his pocket for his wand and moved with Draco, his hand trembling slightly.
Draco pulled on Sirius until the man was just out of sight of the room and then released his hand. He waited to make sure Sirius understood.
Sirius's eyes widened before he closed them tightly, taking deep, quick breaths.
Draco walked quietly back into the room, standing beside the door with his wand pressed against the wall so it wouldn't be obvious. If Harry was right, this thing was more intelligent than a normal snake. Draco stood waiting. Then he saw the head in the opening, its tongue flickering out. He realised then that they had a problem. It could probably smell the dog. He hoped it would pass off the other human scents as just some Death Eaters.
Sirius stood waiting for Draco to either kill the snake or for some kind of signal from him, wand clutched tightly in his hand.
Nagini hesitated but then the boy saw the snake and began to struggle, crying out. This seemed to encourage it as it slid slowly into the room. Draco's heart was beating fast as it began to move, to circle the child.
Sirius had to hold himself back from bursting into the room when he heard the cries. He was going to save this boy if he could.
The boy was screaming in terror now, pulling hard on the rope, making his leg bleed. The snake's tongue flickered out, smelling him. Only half the beast was in the room, yet, so Draco waited, his grip on his wand tight. He struggled to take several deep breaths and used his senses to feel the magic of the creature. It crawled with dark magic, that was very clear. But was it a Horcrux?
Sirius moved closer to the doorway, his heart pounding. He wished Draco would do something - anything.
Nagini circled closer, her tail finally sliding from the passage. Draco still couldn't tell if she was a Horcrux or not, and he was shaking. The snake was focused on its prey, so Draco took a chance and raised his wand, taking aim at its head. He hesitated again. Could he hit the snake with enough power to kill it and not the boy? Could he afford not to?
If Draco didn't do something within the next few moments, Sirius was going to try and take the snake out himself. He couldn't take the child's cries and his entire body was screaming for him to act.
Draco steadied his wand hand again and took a deep breath, concentrating. "Semper Ignis," he shouted, his body shimmering into sight as fire shot from his wand to engulf the creature.
Sirius ran into the room then, quickly attempting to cast a protective charm around the boy.
The creature reared up, writhing in the flames, its body moving in waves. Its tail struck Draco, throwing him back into the wall, and the fire burned his naked skin.
Sirius rushed over to Draco, covering his body with his own as he faced the snake and struck her with another of the same curse.
Draco shuddered, the pain making him dizzy as he struggled to stand up again. He saw Sirius covering him and the creature thrashing about the room. "We have to move," he gasped at the other man.
"But, the boy!" Sirius yelled.
"Dead," Draco shouted back, staggering to his feet and pulling the other man along the wall, trying to avoid the writhing fire.
Sirius closed his eyes and moved quickly with Draco, feeling like he had failed in some way.
Draco ignored the way they had come originally and risked working their way around to the passage the snake had emerged from.
"Where does this lead?" Sirius asked, his voice shaking badly, and then, "Was the snake what it was supposed to be?"
Draco kept moving, the pain making it hard to concentrate. Once they were in the passage, he stopped for a moment, leaning on the wall. "Snape said," he gasped, "snake was in throne room."
Sirius looked at Draco concernedly. "Are you all right?" he asked.
"The fire," Draco gasped in answer. "Need potion."
"Do you have any?" Sirius asked, quickly reaching for the bag.
Draco nodded, eyes closing for a moment as he tried to breathe into the pain.
"Which one is it?" Sirius asked, moving the different potion bottles around.
Draco huffed, holding his wand out for Sirius to take.
Sirius took the wand and held the bag open for Draco.
Draco's vision was blurred, but he tried to concentrate enough to pick out a Healing Potion. At least it seemed the correct colour. He couldn't even read his own small script in the dim light. He used a thumb to uncork it and sniffed, making a face but nodding before downing it.
Sirius watched anxiously, looking around them.
The potion wouldn't cure him from the power of the Semper Ignis, but it would heal him enough to function. Draco took several deep breaths and pushed off the wall. "If I am right," he said, "this passage leads to His throne room, where my son is." He gestured down the dark corridor. "You and Severus need to find the Ward Keeper and get the wards down," he said.
Sirius nodded. "So we should take this passage then? Or should I go and find Snape?"
Draco leaned against the stone for a moment. "I will go to my son. You find Snape. We can't win this without Harry, so we need to know who the Ward Keeper is or if there is another way to bring them down."
Sirius nodded again. "How will we find out who it is?" he asked.
"I hope Severus can find a way," Draco said, reaching into the bag again and withdrawing another potion.
Sirius seemed a little wary of the word "hope". "I'll go find Snape then," he said. "Do you want the mirror, or should I keep it?"
"We should contact Harry now," Draco replied, knowing it might be the last time he saw Harry before this was all over. If ever.
Sirius reached into the bag and took the mirror out. "Harry," he said into it.
Harry was in the middle of explaining to Ministry witches and wizards when he heard Sirius's voice.
"Harry? Harry, are you there?"
Harry’s heart leapt and he brought the mirror up to his face, ignoring the confused looks from the group of people he was talking to. "Sirius," he said with relief. "Where's Draco?"
"I'm here," the blond answered, leaning in next to Sirius so that Harry could see his face.
Harry groaned with longing at the sight of his husband. "Are you okay? What happened? Where's Valen?" he asked quickly.
"The snake is on fire," Draco answered, "and if it has a link to its Master, He will know. I am going after Valen now."
Harry's breathing sped up and his hand shook slightly.
"Snape and I are going to take the wards down," Sirius said, his voice firm and sure. "Be ready and we'll contact you again when we've done it." He purposely didn't say "if."
Draco tried to smile. "Because Harry Potter always keeps his promises," he said.
Harry nodded firmly, despite his fear. "I'll be there," he said.
Draco stepped back, not able to continue looking at Harry and not say more than he should.
"Get ready, Harry," Sirius said again. "It won't be long."
Harry clenched the mirror before he lowered it, not wanting to watch it go blank. He took a deep breath and a few moments to himself before he began to talk to the others again.
Sirius lowered his mirror too, slipping it back into the bag.
Draco stood naked, holding a potion in his one hand. "Are you ready?" he asked Sirius.
"I'm as ready as I'm going to get," Sirius answered. "Let's do this."
"Hand me my wand after I take this." Draco smiled wryly. "We have both come back from the dead. Hopefully, that luck will hold." He held up the potion and downed it, holding out the vial for Sirius to take as his body faded from sight.
Sirius smiled strangely and took the vial from Draco before holding Draco's wand out.
Draco took the wand, turned, and headed down the dark passage to the throne room.
***
"... then we're going to Apparate the lot of you in with Side-Along. It could take a few trips to get everyone there, but we should be able to do it. We'll go when we get the wards down. All of you have got your kits from the Weasley twins, right?"
There were nods.
"All right, good," Harry continued. "Now go ahead and check them out. Make sure you know what's inside of them. There are Healing Potions, Blood-Replenishing Potions, and some products of theirs that you can use for distrac-"
"Harry!"
Harry frowned and looked in the direction of the shout. Hermione was running towards him, looking scared.
"What is it?" he asked as she reached him, frowning heavier.
"There's something going on outside the school," she said quickly and breathlessly. "Spells everywhere. A whole lot of people. They told me to come and get you."
Harry paled. "Follow me," he said quickly to the group of people, most of whom had pulled their wands.
Hermione ran ahead of him, leading him to the doors in front of the Great Hall where most of the Order members seemed to be.
"What's going on?" he asked.
Tonks came back in through the door, a bit breathless. "They're trying to take the wards down," she said. "They've already taken Hogsmeade and are using it as a kind of base."
"Death Eaters?" Harry asked, eyes very wide.
"Yes," she said, "and worse." She looked nervously around the room for a moment.
"Gather everyone up who can fight," Harry said. "We don't want them in the school. There are too many children and too many Muggles."
"What do you want us to do?" Ron asked.
"Just stick with me," Harry said to him, and then to the rest of the room, "Someone needs to get Hagrid. He's in the forest with Grawp and ... the other giant. He was getting them ready, but we'll need them sooner than we thought."
"We need people who can cast Patronus Charms, Harry," Tonks said, biting her lip.
That actually frightened Harry for a short moment. He recovered quickly. "Everyone in the Order can do it," he said. "I know that much."
"Good," she said, "because he has sent them too."
Harry nodded. "We knew," he said.
"We'll get Hagrid, Harry," said Fred, nodding to his brother.
Mr Weasley gripped them both by the shoulders and squeezed slightly.
"And Thestrals if you can, and Buckbeak," Harry called as the twins turned to find some relatively safe way to leave the castle. Knowing them, they knew a way out.
Shacklebolt was organising the Aurors into team leaders and Tonks went to join them.
"Harry?" a nervous voice behind him asked.
Harry turned towards the voice.
Neville and Luna were standing there, looking scared but determined. "We came to help," he said.
Harry gripped Neville's shoulder and actually smiled a bit. "Thank you," he said to them both. "We'll need it."
Hermione came over and hugged both of them tightly.
"Dumbledore's Army," Neville said with a grin.
Luna smiled like there wasn't a war going on outside the doors.
Harry nodded. "Yes, Dumbledore's Army," he said.