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Pilfered Progeny - Stolen Dreams	By : SisterGryffindor Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 14679 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Angel sat quietly in the chair and gazed up at the two men in the room. The bad man had pulled her out of the room after stunning her Nona and this other man had been waiting in the outer room. She felt afraid for the first time; she knew exactly what they were talking about; the bad man was going to make her leave the Malfoys and her daddy and put her in another home.

The new man was short and had really brown skin with hair that was the color and texture of straw and looked like it had been pasted to his scalp with glue. He wore clothes that didn't look anything like any of the things that her father or anyone else she had seen, they must be very far from home.

"She's got some Potter blood in her. Looks like she'll grow up to be quite a beauty..." the man said, his rounded face clearly leering as he eyed her. Angel shifted uneasily, uncomfortable just from how he was looking at her. She turned her eyes away from his. "Tell me; is she one of those creations of your daughter's?" The man's voice was heavy with an accent that sounded very odd.

"No, she's not." Parkinson said flatly. He was still angered at his daughter's death; much too angry to feel grief yet because he had felt that he had been cheated out of his daughter's money and her assistance in the greatest work of his life. "This has nothing to do with her. Do you want her or not?" he glared at the other man.

"Easy, Parkinson; I know you have lost your daughter…" he attempted to soothe the older man.

Malcolm interrupted him immediately. "Leave her out of this, damn it! Do you want her or not?!" he demanded, barely restraining his anger. He needed this money; he had some with him but the rest was actually hidden away where he couldn't get to it right now.

The straw-haired man closed his mouth at the rebuke, and then gave a soft grunt of agreement; he simply drew a pouch off his belt and jingled it, weighed it in one hand, and then held it out.

Malcolm snatched the pouch and opened it, taking several minutes to count the coins. "Take the little beast with you." He said finally.

Straw-hair shook his head, eyeing Angel again. "I have to prepare a place for her… I still have one girl but do not have the second room prepared. She will fit in very nicely I think… quiet little child, you said?"

"Yes." Parkinson lied, turning from him and slipping the large pouch of money into a pocket where it seemed to vanish. "You can pick her up here as late as you want; I will not be here when you return. She's your problem now." He agreed. He would have to move Narcissa and leave this girl here for her new owner. He knew what would happen to her, as this man was not only a known child molester and abuser but wanted for those things but he really did not care at all.

The straw haired man bowed to the bad man and walked out of the building. The bad man took her by the arm roughly, his wand in his hand. "Don't give me any trouble, girl." He growled as he forced her back to the room. She listened to the strange words he said as he opened the door, and then he shoved her roughly inside, slamming the door behind her.

Angel stumbled, falling to her hands and knees on the hard concrete floor, but she got up quickly and hurried to the side of her grandmother who was only now beginning to come out of the stunning spell. Angel was very worried about her; she looked so pale and every time the bad man hurt her she looked worse. She gazed into Narcissa's face and stroked her cheek tenderly, and then hugged her tight, trembling. The bad man was going to make her leave her family…

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Harry leaned into his broom harder, slicing through the maze of trees and jungle at almost blinding speeds. He used every bit of his visual skills to search for a building anywhere in this thick mass of greenery. Every once in a while he would catch a glimpse of Ron, keeping pace with him as he searched as well. It had been nightfall at the Mansion before they had set out; the decision was set to search in teams and to send up a signal if anything was found so the others could come to help.

They'd quite a crew to help; Ron of course had come, but also helping out were Lucius, Severus, Blaise and Remus. Severus Snape had volunteered as well which had taken Harry by surprise; he had not even known that the sallow-faced man had any skill at flying on a broom.

The first location they had chosen to search, simply by choosing the one with the smallest size, was the one on the big island of Oahu, Hawaii. Lucius paired everyone off into teams and the search was on.

Harry whipped the tail of his broom around and shot to his left; he'd seen a flash of grey there. He felt a thrill of hope when he saw that it was indeed a building; he drew his wand and flashed a signal upward to call the others but flew onward toward it himself. The building was overgrown with vines and greenery; the jungle was clearly trying to take the building back and reclaim the empty space within.

Drawing up before the building he drew his wand, casting the first nullification spell before his feet even touched the ground. The building's walls seemed to become stronger, less of a crumbling mess and much more intact. He touched down as Ron flew into sight. He waved him to land and be quiet, and the redhead indicated his understanding and complied, drawing his own wand as he touched down on the ground.

Harry whispered another cancellation spell in a stronger tone, using more power. The jet of light from the tip of the wand, silvery white, flowed forth over the building and spread out over much of the complex, sinking into the stones with tiny flashes.

"Anti-detection spell." Ron murmured.

"Hiding from wizards." Harry growled, starting forward.

"Just because that spell is here doesn't mean that Angel and Mrs. Malfoy are here…" Ron reminded.

"It doesn't mean that they AREN'T here either!" Harry countered in a low snarl. He WANTED to find them… he HAD to find them…!

Ron stayed close as the two of them started forward, moving quickly forward. Harry didn't let the fact that the building was brick or that the door was metal slow him down at all. He snapped his wand at the door and it dented; he snapped his wand at the door again once he reached it and the metal whined as it scraped and fell back, slamming back onto the wall behind it as it whipped open. Harry was inside a heartbeat later with Ron right on his heels.

The building was not sectioned off at all inside; it was one large room. Sunshine from the late afternoon spilled into the room, showing nearly every corner of the empty building. There was no sign of Narcissa or Angel, just a young boy who sat huddled in a corner staring at them with clear fear in his eyes.

"Bloody hell…" Ron murmured softly, lowering his wand, seeing that the boy had a chain about one ankle.

"What the hell…?" Harry said, moving forward with quick strides. Maybe they were here, hidden away somewhere…The boy whimpered and cringed away.

"Easy, little man." Ron said as he moved to the boy. "We aren't here to hurt you. Let me get that thing off you, eh?" He suggested. At first he had thought this curly-headed little brown-haired boy was about five, but a closer look he was certain that he was closer to twice those years.

Harry hesitated, torn between searching and helping this boy. Ron knelt next to the boy and looked up at Harry. "Go and search this place, Harry. Don't worry; I've got this guy well in hand." He assured in a quiet voice. "Make a round of the outside too; I've already signaled the others and they should be here soon."

Harry nodded sharply and strode away with a grim expression on his face. He had confidence in Ron's ability to handle the situation; right now his focus was on finding out if Parkinson had hidden his family here. He wouldn't put it past that slimy bastard to chain a boy up like that.

The redheaded wizard touched his wand to the steel band about the boy's ankle but it did not, as he had expected, release. Ron scowled and tried once more, to no avail. Not one to give in easily he instead used the spell to nullify magic and the cuff clicked and fell off the boy's chafed and injured ankle. "There you go… we need to get you home…"

"Got no home." The boy murmured, timidly rubbing his ankle. "This is where I got to be…"

"No one lives like this." He answered quietly to him. "Where did you live before you came here? How long have you been here?"

"I dunno…" he said, watching as Harry finished his circuit of the inside of the building, finding nothing, and strode out the door. "It's been a long time, lots and lots of days… he comes sometimes and gives me water, and… and…" his face turned red and he turned it away. "I was in a home; a group home. I ain't got no mom or dad or family at all who want me…" he added in a whisper; he didn't want to tell what the 'man' did when he visited for more than a few moments.

"You're done with all this, you hear me? It's over. If I catch who was doing this to you he's going to wish he'd never been born." Ron said in a soft growl.

"Why?" the boy asked then immediately looked as if he was frightened Ron would hit him for daring to ask.

"Because you're a kid. Kids need to be able to have a happy life." The redheaded wizard answered evenly. "My mum and dad had seven of us and none of us experienced anything like this. I promise you, I'll see you get a proper home somehow…" He wanted to pull the boy into a hug to comfort him but somehow he was sure that this abused child would take that in a way that he did NOT want his comfort taken.

"Okay." The boy answered, though he clearly expected nothing of the sort.

"They're not here…" Harry said with clear frustration as he moved back in the doors.

"Who the bloody hell is that?" Lucius demanded as he strode in; he'd landed just outside the door and strode in, looking at the boy then at the others.

"Mr. Malfoy…" Ron began.

"We don't have time to take care of every charity case we come across, we have to find my family!" Lucius snapped, irritated.

"Go on, then, I can take care of him." Ron retorted, scowling back at him and the two matched glares for a moment.

"Good idea." Severus interjected and Lucius turned his glare at him.

"What…?"

"Weasley can take care of this boy; it is clear he has no one else who will do the same for him." Severus said, moving to check the boy's injuries with a quick scan. He did not like the boy's condition but it was nothing a few good meals and clean water would not cure at the moment. "Meanwhile there is nothing to hold the rest of us here."

Lucius glared a moment longer then turned away. "So be it; we have many miles to cover before we're done here yet…!" he said, striding back out the door.

"You sure, Ron…?" Harry asked quietly. "The bastard who brought him here might come back…"

"He'll find an empty room. He doesn't have any broken bones; I can apparate with him. I'll rejoin you as soon as I can… you're going to the reserve in New Guinea next, right?"

"Right." Harry said, already halfway to the door. "Catch up when you can, mate."

"Of course." Ron said, turning his full attention to the boy.

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Narcissa heard movement in the outside room and rose to her feet, the coconut she had refused to eat or even open for Angel gripped firmly in her hand. She lifted one finger to her lips; she knew that Angel was watching her closely.

Angel moved to put her back to the wall, both her hands over her mouth to ensure that she followed her grandmother's instruction.

Narcissa moved to the door, placing her back against the wall right beside the door. She had spoken with Angel and although the girl had been afraid of being sent to another foster home, Narcissa had known that there was more to it. Parkinson had sold her granddaughter into that other man's hands; and she wasn't going to allow that to happen. Blinded or not, she was going to take action.

Angel moved to the far wall, standing with her back to it, watching with wide eyes. Her Nona was so brave…

The door lock clicked and the doorknob turned; Narcissa bit her lip, impatient to strike yet knowing she must wait for the moment to be right.

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The reserve on the island had been the smallest of the choices they had; it did not take them much longer to complete the circuit of the remaining reserve. Ron had not rejoined them when they apparated onward to the next site; the reserve in Papua New Guinea. There, they discovered six separate buildings during their search. Three were broken down so badly that two had no roof at all and the third had only a frame and open sky. Not suitable for keeping anyone prisoner, especially a determined Malfoy.

The fourth cluster of buildings was not much more than a group of outhouses; they checked every one and found only a few plants that were not legal in the muggle world growing quite well in the buildings.

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The fifth had a good roof and strong walls; vines were growing over the building and it had been difficult to spot. "This is it!" Lucius whispered urgently, wand already drawn before he even landed.

"We've another reserve to search; this might not be…" Severus began, sending up the signal before he landed beside his old friend.

"It is!" Lucius snapped, though he did allow Severus to cast the cancellation spell and the second spell to release the door. When it did not result in the door being open, Lucius snarled "Bombarda!" and blew a hole in the wall next to the door and was through the hole within a heartbeat.

Someone inside screamed; Lucius found himself in the middle of a young couple's love nest. Two young people sat on a makeshift bed, blankets pulled up to cover them, eyes wide as they stared back at him.

Lucius had barged in with his wand at the ready, the tip of it glowing red with the spell he had prepared to release the moment he saw Parkinson. "Bloody fucking waste of time!" Lucius snarled, lowering his wand.

"I told you daddy would find out!" The girl whispered, clearly terrified.

Lucius rolled his eyes and moved out before anyone else could go in. "Search the outside; if there are outbuildings we will check them." He growled, straddling his broom and taking off without hesitation.

Blaise looked at Remus, who shrugged and they began to spread out again to search the complex of buildings. Their careful search, however, turned up nothing further of interest, only disturbing several nests of wild snidgets thriving in the shelter of the broken down buildings.

By the time the searchers reached the far end of the reserve Ron rejoined the group, clearly having flown directly here from the other end of the reserve in order to catch up with them.

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Ambrym was the third location that Harry had determined could be where Parkinson had hidden the missing Malfoy family members. When they arrived at the apparition point it was clear that the highly active volcano was currently in full eruption; fortunately, the wind was bearing the toxic fumes away from where they needed to search.

"Mind the winds, gentlemen; if it changes we all need to use a mask charm to filter out the fumes." Snape advised as he mounted his broom.

"We'll be of no use to them dead." Lucius said, getting on his broom as well. "Enough wasted time, let's be off!"

The group broke up into their search teams and spread out immediately. They saw little of the beauty of the jungle or anything that it offered; they only had one goal in mind.

Harry saw the signal go up first; from the direction he knew it was Lucius who had spotted the building. He waved an arm to Ron and turned his broom; he saw his friend beginning to follow him as he leaned into the handle of his own broom, pushing himself to dangerous speeds as he hurried to join the others.

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The door opened with the same briskness it always did and Narcissa felt the rush of air as the door swept past her. She brought the nut in her hands down where she thought the bastard's head should be with every ounce of strength she had in her with a snarl of effort.

"Nona, no!" Angel cried out; the man coming through the door wasn't the bad man, it was her Nonno!

Lucius and Severus both reacted at the same moment with charms to physically shield the Malfoy patriarch from the descending nut, the tangible shield fending off the coconut and deflecting it away, sending Narcissa sprawling to the floor as she lost both her grip and her balance.

"Lucius…?" she murmured, recognizing his voice.

"Cissa…!" he banished the shield and knelt to gather her in his arms; Angel ran to them and hugged them both tight; Lucius' arm went about her and pulled the little girl into the embrace as well. Severus stood in the doorway, guarding them as the three embraced for several long minutes, Narcissa weeping in relief. They were saved…!

Severus let them have their privacy, watching as the others arrived. He gave them a brisk nod to let them know that they had found them and gestured to left and right to tell them to search for Parkinson. He remained standing guard as Lucius gathered himself together. He had been ready to fight to protect them, but seeing them and holding both his wife and granddaughter was all he wanted at the moment.

Harry and Ron fanned out to search the remainder of the hallway while Remus and Zabini took on the main room; all of them were ready for anything.

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"No sign of him." Remus announced as they moved back to rejoin the others. Harry gripped his wand tightly in his hand, frustrated and angered by Parkinson's absence. He had been looking forward to exacting some vengeance upon the man; so far he had not gotten any satisfaction at all in dealing with those who had hurt his daughter, his husband, his friends and his family.

Severus stepped back out of the doorway to allow them inside and Angel extricated herself from Lucius and ran to Harry. "Daddy, I told that awful man that you and Nonno would come for us! I told him and I told him..."

Harry lifted the girl into her arms and hugged her tight. "You were right, love; we came as quickly as we could. You were amazingly clever, giving us all that information."

She giggled softly, in splendid sprits now that she was safe again. "I had to save my Nona and take care of her..." She glanced at her grandmother and watched as Severus moved to Narcissa's side, kneeling and instructing her to take the healing potion that he produced from an inner pocket inside his robe.

He gave the girl a kiss on her head, stroking her dark curls. "You were brilliant." he assured.

She gazed at him, her mirth fading. "Do I... can I come back home with you, daddy?" she asked timidly.

That caught Harry off guard. "Why would you ask such a thing? Of course you're coming back home with us; its where you belong."

"The bad man was talking to another man and I think he wanted to be my new foster daddy... he paid the bad man and they said he would be back here to get me tonight..." she told him in a soft voice; she clearly had been shaken by the experience.

"You don't belong anywhere but home with us." Harry said firmly. "Your home is with our family, for now and forever..." he assured her and she hugged him tightly again.

"We have to get them out of here immediately; get them to safety." Remus said quietly, glancing toward the door cautiously. Parkinson could return at any moment.

"I absolutely refuse to allow that demented bloody bastard get away with this!" Lucius snarled as he assisted his blinded wife to her feet. "I WILL have my revenge upon him personally!" His body was rigid with fury that only grew with each mark he saw upon his wife's delicate skin and each slight against his family that he heard.

Angel wiggled until Harry let her down to her feet, then she went over to Lucius, gazing up at him and tugging at the sleeve of his black wizard's robe to get his attention. "The bad man can't help it, Nonno... He's just a bad man who needs a mommy very, very badly..." she said in a very serious tone. Lucius was confused by the comment but Harry immediately connected the girl's words with the muggle movie 'Hook' and he couldn't help a bit of a chuckle.

"Please Lucius, I just want to go soak for a week in our bath..." Narcissa said softly.

"That's not going to be possible, Narcissa; you need to be seen by a medi-wizard to ensure that you regain your vision." Remus countered immediately. "The longer the curse that affected your sight remains in place, the more difficult and unlikely it is that it will be successfully removed."

"He's correct, Lucius. She must go immediately..." Severus said firmly.

"Then I shall have our personal family medi-wizard summoned to the mansion. She can be attended to while she is in the bath." Lucius countered immediately. "Harry, you will escort them safely home..."

"I'm not leaving!" Harry said with a scowl.

"I will not risk them by keeping them here!" Lucius snapped back.

Severus cleared his throat. "No need for such drama, gentlemen; I will see to the safety of Narcissa and Angel myself." he reassured. "And I will take Mr. Zabini and Remus with me as well to ensure there are no problems."

Lucius glanced at the three of them and then turned back to Severus. "Thank you; I can entrust their safety to you, my friend." he said with complete confidence. "But I will have a word with you first if you don't mind."

"Of course." Severus nodded.

"See that the medi-wizard is summoned the moment you arrive home. We will be along as quickly as we can..."

"Be careful, Lucius." Narcissa said softly, hugging her husband, trembling slightly. "He's truly mad... he had arranged to sell Angel." she whispered to him.

"Not to worry, my dear wife. We shall take care of him and everyone else who was involved." he answered quietly, his fury clearly burning in his eyes but his demeanor now calm. He was going to get to vent his anger on the bastard responsible for all of this and he knew exactly how to accomplish that.

Remus stepped forward and touched Narcissa's arm. "If you will take my arm, Narcissa, we will get both you and Angel off to someplace much more comfortable."

"Come to Uncle Blaise." The dark-skinned wizard said, going down onto one knee. Angel looked at her father, and then grinned and ran to his open arms.

"Can Rosie come over...?" she asked eagerly, glancing over at Ron as Blaise turned with the girl securely in his arms. It was clear that she was already prepared to put everything behind her. She was with her family again and all was right in her world.

"We shall see, my dear." Blaise answered. "She's visiting with her grandmother right now but I'm sure that soon a sleepover could be arranged for you two."

Angel suddenly looked very worried. She'd made a promise before all of this had happened and she was going home without anything at all. "Oh no... Nona, I never got my special gift for Alyssa, I promised... can we go back to the store...?" she asked, realizing the fact.

"Tell me what you wanted and I'll fetch it personally." Blaise reassured her, touching her cheek to get her attention.

She looked at him, her eyes full of worry and regret. "I promised Alyssa I'd get something very special while we were out shopping. I was going to get her something for her to give to her daddy... she loves him a lot but he hasn't decided he loves her yet. She wanted to come with us but Nonno told her she couldn't because of the bad man."

"For Warrington?" Blaise said thoughtfully, glancing to his right where a flock of snidgets was flying in a maddening pattern.

"Uh huh..." she said sadly.

Blaise smiled and drew his wand, pointing it at the birds. "Immobulus." he commanded and the birds froze in mid-flight, kind of drifting in the direction that they had been flying at the moment.

"Wow..." Angel murmured, reaching toward one of the drifting birds but not quite touching it as it floated past her.

Blaise carried Angel over to the tree they had been diving about and looked into the branches where he located a nest. "Ah... this is something that you could never have purchased for her in a store... and Jerrod will be quite pleased to get this." he said as he used a levitation spell with his wand to lift fragments of a shell from a barely visible nest.

She half-giggled at how silly that sounded. "Why would Mr. Warrington want eggshells...?" She asked in a bit of an amused voice.

"Trust me, little love. He'll absolutely love them." Blaise was very careful not to touch the shells at all. "Reach into my breast pocket there; you'll find a handkerchief..." She did as instructed and before long Blaise had the shell fragments secured away in a bag made out of the piece of fabric. "Now; give that to Alyssa for her father and you'll find that he's very pleased with it." he assured as he turned her back to see Remus watching them with amusement on his face.

"Quite a rare item there; you're right. He'll enjoy that quite a bit. So are we nearly ready to go?" Remus asked. "Narcissa needs medical attention."

"Yes, of course." he agreed, moving to rejoin them, glancing back at the door. "Isn't Severus coming with us?"

"He'll be but a moment." he assured, glancing back as well.

As if he had been awaiting their cue, Severus emerged from the building, straightening his robes. "Let us be on our way." he said as he strode past them.

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"All set." Ron said, returning into the room of the bunker, keeping his wand in hand. "The moment that he comes within fifty meters of this building we'll know; it will give you two plenty of time..."

"Thank you, Mr. Weasley." Lucius nodded, handing Harry a vial of a thick liquid of a pearly pink hue. "You did such a good job of impersonating my son that I think you should play this part..." he commented with a smirk.

"It wasn't hard to play Alerick... the hardest part was keeping myself from going after Warrington when we first saw him." Harry answered, examining the fluid a moment. They said you could tell the real personality of a person by what the polyjuice potion looked like, and Angel's looked like it wouldn't taste foul at all.

"As long as I get to make the bastard pay for what he's done, I don't care what part I have to play." Harry commented.

"He won't be expecting us to be capable of defending ourselves, as they did not." Lucius mused, gazing at his own phial of polyjuice potion; it was a leaf green with bright golden flakes hovering within. Amazing what a simple sample of hair could do with the muck-like look of the original potion.

"That foul bastard really needs to pay for all he's done. He and his harpy of a daughter tore apart my home life. And he's had a hand in mucking about in all our lives." Ron said as he tried to keep his own anger in check. As always, though, his mood was clearly written upon his expressive face.

Harry didn't want to tell his friend that he could not get the satisfaction he wished, but he had to caution him about making a wrong choice. "Ron, you have to remember that you're here for backup only. The only reason you're to even reveal that you're here is if something we didn't expect happens and we can't do anything. You need to stay out of it unless there's no choice, mate." Harry answered him.

"That's not going to be very bloody easy." Ron grumbled.

"No, it's not going to be easy, but you have to do it or you have to leave. Lucius and I have both filed official blood feud documentation with the Ministry of Magic; it won't matter what we do. If you use any Unforgiveable Curses you could be spending time in Azkaban and Rosie needs you to be home for her."

Ron's expression turned to slightly petulant, but he nodded reluctantly, clearly understanding what Harry was telling him. "Yes, I know; I have to think about Rosie before I do anything today..."

"Do that, Mr. Weasley, but also keep in mind that the ministry will not censure you for defending the life of another wizard against a wanted criminal." Lucius reminded. "We will ensure that he pays many times over for all he has done against our families."

"All right. Thanks." he said, taking up Harry's invisibility cloak and sweeping it over his shoulders. "I'll be out of the way, don't worry about me." Ron said as he vanished from sight inside the folds and hood of the cloak.

"Excellent idea." Lucius agreed, taking a moment to look about the room. That bastard had locked his wife and granddaughter in this room with no loo no way to keep warm or clean, and only one nasty foam mattress to lie upon. There was no clean water, nothing whatsoever to drink or to eat… he would have to make sure that this man got everything he deserved.
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