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Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe Jk rowling and Warrner brothers has that right. I just play with the boys :) oh I also make no money from this

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Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters, places, creatures etc. that is the sole property of JK Rowling, Scholastic, and Warner Bros. We make no money for this writing, this is purely a work of fiction and any remembrances to real people are coincidental and not the intent of the authors.

Synopsis: Ten years after the Great War the wizarding world seems to be in a state of utopia, but things aren’t always what they seem.

Warnings: First of all this will contain slash for those of you who are not a fan you will be disappointed, for those of you who want it to happen now, or even in the next few chapters you also will be disappointed. This is the first book of a trilogy that Smaddox and I have mapped out already. This is not a lovey feel good story, there will be death, there will be gore, there will be fowl language and most likely at least one explicit M/M sex scene. This story is not an AU in the truest sense of the word it will be DH complaint although we disregard the epilog. Please do not tell us we have our facts wrong all of the changes we have made will be explained by the end of the book. We promise.

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Book one of the

Verum Increbresco

Trilogy

Chapter Five

Somnium Vir

He was running through the halls of Hogwarts as he once had many years ago. Sprinting towards the astronomy tower, one place he had not been since that fateful night he lost Albus. He couldn’t remember why he was running or when he had started. It felt as though he had always been like this running helplessly forward endlessly searching for the door that would open off of these stairs and allow him access to the last place he had seen his beloved Headmaster Knowing that were he to succeeded he would find the answer although he did not yet know the question.

Finally after an eternity of running he came to the heavy wood door that led out in to the main chamber of the tower. He reached his hand out slowly grasping the glass handle. Then he paused, doubt raced to forefront of his mind unbidden; what if he didn’t want to know the answer, what if it was better he didn’t? A cold sweat broke out on his neck chilling his skin; dread welled within him holding his body hostage. He tried again to turn the handle but could not make his muscles react. No Harry thought savagely, I will not give in to fear; He pushed the dread away with all his might and finally turned the handle, opened the door and stepped into the moon lit tower beyond.

In the light of the full moon Harry could make out a stark white figure, chained and unclothed kneeling in the middle of the room. His blond hair glinted in the moonlight falling limp and sweat soaked over his closed eyes. Harry’s breath caught, was this beautiful being what he had been looking for? He felt as though he should know who this was, be relieved to see him; yet no memories would come to his mind.

The blond slowly lifted his head, opened glowing silver eyes and whispered.

“Remember Harry, please remember.”

A pain more excruciating than any he had ever suffered ripped through Harry and in a moment his world faded to black.

In a small bed room far from the comforts of home the blond man hugs his lithe legs to his chest, huddled against the chill in the air he sighs puffing out a breath reminiscent of smoke. The moon shining through the barrier creates a blue mist that bathes the room and surrounding countryside in a dull glow. He knew he should stoke the fire, but moving seemed impossible, he was exhausted mentally from the months of imprisonment and magically from the Amount of magic the spell had taken, but; Harry had seen him, finally. It had taken months of preparation and more power than he though he had but Harry had seen him.

Waking with a headache had once more become a daily part of Harry’s life. He had hoped with the defeat of Voldemort the annoying occurrences would be gone for good but they had returned in the wake of these strange dreams. He rubbed his forehead harshly trying to remember his dream and reached for a bottle of headache reliever he had taken to keeping in his bedside table.

Those eyes, he wished he knew where he had seen them before; in the astronomy tower? Fear filled grey eyes, the headmasters withered hand… “You don’t want to kill me.” Harry shook his head, no Snape killed Albus not the man with grey eyes. No one else was even in the tower that night other than the Carrows and he was sure it was neither of them he was seeing.

He decided speak with Hermione, she would know if these dreams were anything to be worried about.

After breakfast that morning Harry and Andromeda ferried Teddy back to Kings Cross and sent him on his way back for the last half of the school year. After which Harry sent Andromeda to Malfoy Manor in the car and apperated to the Ministry. He always dreaded sending Teddy to Hogwarts; it meant going to work every day again.

Tracking Ron down that day hadn’t been difficult the red head was constantly surrounded by well wishers and thus easy to find even from a distance. The hard part had come when Harry tried to get him alone to talk for a while.

It took four separate attempts before Harry could finally separate Ron from the female population of the ministry and haul the red head in to his private office.

“Bloody hell mate, those women are crazy.” Ron groaned slumping in to a chair in front of Harry’s desk. “Can’t you just threaten to lock em up if they don’t leave me alone?” He whined throwing his feet on to a bit of empty space on the cluttered desk and throwing his hands behind his head. “I can’t imagine what I’ll do if they don’t stop harassing me about Rose soon.”

“I can’t file restraining orders against half of the ministry Ron.” Harry laughed rolling his eyes at his friends over reaction. “Believe me once Hermione is back to work they will forget all about you. Speaking of which when is she due back?”

“Well it’s only been two weeks since Rose was born mate, so we probably won’t have her wonderful Arguer services for at least seven more days. Well if Mum has anything to say about it anyway.” Ron scoffed and stretched. “I was actually happy to leave the house this morning if you can believe that. Mum has been sleeping on our couch mate, our couch! She never leaves I feel like Hermione gave birth to her!”

Harry laughed and patted Ron on the back; he walked across the room grabbed two sifters from the small bar on the eastern wall and poured brandy in to each. “You need to relax mate, we should order lunch into the office and hide in here until someone realizes we are gone... someone that matters that is.”

Ron laughed heartily. “That sounds great mate, and tonight you can come round to talk to Mione. Maybe you can talk some sense in to Mum. She really does need to go home at some point.”

“Me against Molly? I enjoy life too much to contradict her, maybe you should talk to your dad.” Harry said laughing at Ron’s look of sorrow.

“Yeah I guess, I just hope he doesn’t tell Mum I said anything though.”

“Well come on mate lets order out.” Harry changed the subject not wanting Ron to get sulky. “How do you feel about Thai?”

Harry met Ron on the front steps of the home the red head shared with his wife and new daughter.

“Why are we sitting on the stoop?” Harry asked lowering down next to his friend.

“I told Mum to go home and she sent me out of the house.” Ron told him sighing and picking at his sweater.

“You realize it’s your house right? She can’t actually make you leave.”

“You would think that wouldn’t you.” Ron replied flicking the fuzz he had accumulated on to the walk.

“Well I’m going in, are you coming?” Harry asked standing and offering a hand to Ron.

“Yeah okay but your taking the blame when Mum yells at me.”

An hour, one call to Arthur and a pissed off Molly later Ron was finally allowed back in to his home.

“Thank you for the help Harry.” Hermione told him handing over a cup of tea and some biscotti. “No problem Mione sometimes Molly is over protective. She needs to get that Ron is not a child and this is not her house.” Harry commented biting in to the sweet and looking over at the cooing red head. Ron was leaning over his daughter’s bassinette stroking her hair lovingly.

“Yes she wouldn’t let Ron near Rose and it was creating more of a strain than the help she was giving. But I was not about to start a fight with my in laws and you know how Ron is with his mother.” Hermione explained closing her eyes in fatigue.

“Not to change the subject but I’ve been having strange dreams lately Hermione. You know I wouldn’t say anything about it but they have been coming packaged with headaches.” Harry told her leaning back and letting his head loll backwards.

“It’s not Voldemort I suppose then?” Hermione asked stirring her tea absently.

“I don’t suppose so, I see people. People I don’t know… at least I think I don’t know them. Argh I don’t know how to explain it any better than that!” Harry buried his head in his hands in frustration.

“Let me do some research on headaches being connected to dreams. Maybe you have some latent seeing ability Harry.” Hermione stood walking out of the room, Harry followed on her heels already anticipating a rather long visit.

Two hours and hundreds of books later Hemione huffed in annoyance. “I don’t seem to have anything in my private library!” She exclaimed pounding her hands down palms flat on to the desk before her. “Do you think Minerva would let me research at Hogwarts? I just know the answer is there.”

Harry smiled and patted her shoulder. “Don’t worry about it Mione I’m sure they will go away on their own.” He told her attempting to dissuade her from the impending research binge.

“Oh Harry don’t be silly I’d we need to figure this out.” Hermione looked to Harry with her patient we are going to study now look, Ron was going to kill him.
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