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No Obvious Truths	By : Danyealle Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 64502 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 32
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Chapter 5

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Hurrying along the halls down towards Madam Bones' office, Lucius was in a soft, but intense conversation with one of his solicitors and the Healer that was going to see Harry with Narcissa listening in intently. Reading through the scans that Severus had procured, the Healer was adamant that the young man be 'rescued' from the Muggle hospital as soon as they could manage it so that he could get the treatment that he needed. Listening in intently, the solicitor that was head of the team that dealt with things for him, was asking rapid fire questions so that he knew just what was going on so he knew how to go about this. Lucius was giving them every bit of information he had at this point though making sure not to mention Harry's name. With it being during the day, there were lots of ears around the place that he wouldn't want picking up on just who they were talking about. It was best to not mention names here, though his solicitors knew who they were dealing with. That's the reason they were going about this the way they were and trying to move so quickly while keeping it quiet.

Meeting up with another from this team of solicitors at the entrance to the office, they quickly confirmed they had an appointment. After a brief knock and hearing Madam Bones tell them to enter, all of them stepped into the office.

Eying the mass of bodies that just stepped into her office, the older woman leaned back in her chair then fixed her gaze on Lucius. “I'm to understand this is about a child custody matter, Lucius?”

Nodding, Lucius replied, keeping a cordial tone, “Yes, Madam Bones. First, though, we need to ensure that your office has the strictest privacy spells on it. This is a most delicate matter that we don't want overheard.”

As child custody matters were touchy to start with, something that was kept private because of what was generally involved, not to mention protecting children that were underage, the older woman thought nothing of that. Nodding, she tapped what looked like an oval shaped glass paperweight that was always on her desk with her wand. Feeling the wards strengthen and privacy spells slip into place, she leaned back once more then told them, “They are in place. Now, tell me what's going on. Your solicitor wants a custody hearing set up for tonight. Before I take steps to assemble those needed, I want information.”

Stepping closer, Lucius began to hand over the scrolls with the list of scans on it then a paper his solicitors had already filled out on how the child was treated. Pointing to the list of scans, he told her, tone grave, “As you can see, none of what is shown there is good. From the scans, the healer,” he gestured to the being with them, “tells us this is of the utmost urgency to get the hearing set up so the young man can get the treatment he so desperately needs. Couple that with the other report and you can see none of this would be out of line for someone to step in then take the young man away from his guardians.”

Perusing the scans, the woman looked grave. Calling the healer over, she had him explain just what some of it meant and the prognosis for the being that this pertained to. After he finished, she looked grave. Glancing around, her eyes lit on Lucius and Narcissa. Clearing her throat, she asked, “You two are willing to take this young man then see that he gets the treatment he needs.”

Before Lucius could open his mouth, Narcissa nodded then told her, tone firm, “We are. We will see that he gets everything he needs and will be treated like he's our own child.”

Nodding, she looked at Lucius who, too, nodded. “How is it you became aware of this child?”

“Someone close to the situation contacted someone I'm close to. After confirming the facts that were laid out, we agreed to take the young man,” Lucius told her, keeping his eyes locked with hers. As this was a delicate dance, he was trying to give all the facts but not details.

Nodding gravely, she looked back down at the scans and the list of issues the young man had dealt with. Looking over at the Healer, she asked, “This is a grave situation? One that would warrant taking the young man away and putting him with someone in our world?”

“Absolutely,” Healer Smythewick told her with a firm nod of his head. “As the scans show, if something isn't done, the young man will probably be dead in a month. Someone has to step in and do something before even what we can do won't help him.”

Nodding gravely, Madam Bones looked back down at the paperwork that was presented by Lucius' solicitors. Of all the things she hated, child custody matters were the worst and most heartbreaking. When it came to divorce, things were bad enough but matters like this? They were the worst, bar none. It was a situation where so many could end up hurt over things, especially the child. Looking at the age of the boy, she couldn't help but shake her head. Ten... this child was ten. That was bad. Sighing, she rubbed the eye that didn't have the monocle in it then said, “I'll grant the hearing. As you all know though, I'll need two Aurors to see the child to confirm the neglect and abuse charges not to mention the illness.”

Relaxing slightly, Lucius nodded, “As the paperwork, and my solicitors will confirm, this is a delicate case, well beyond ones normally like this. Being circumspect about it is tantamount. I would ask for the highest in privacy spells when it comes to the hearing.”

“Granted,” Madam Bones nodded. Now, though, she was curious as to just what would rate such a thing. However, this wasn't an odd request in matters such as this so it didn't seem out of the ordinary.

Stepping forward, Lucius' lead solicitor, Malcolm Wilde added, tone firm, “We would also like to request two particular Aurors. Damina White and Regina Wordworth.”

Looking at Wilde, the older woman thought that over then nodded. This wasn't odd as solicitors knew who was best at what when it came to certain situations. Knowing the reputation of the two, not to mention they were very closed mouthed about anything when it came to their job since they specialized in dealing with children, she said, “Granted. I'll give them the forms needed and rely on their judgment when they pull the memories. If they confirm everything, they will give you what is needed to take custody so the Muggles don't put up a fight when you take the child.” Looking around, she asked, “Any idea how long this will take? I need to get the members of the Wizengamot that handle such things in place.”

“At least a couple hours,” Solicitor Wilde said. “The child is so gravely ill that they may have to pull the memories manually, rather than do it the normal way. That will take more time than normal. Not to mention dealing with the Muggles to get the records we need.”

Nodding, the older woman, a grave look on her face, sent off a memo to have the two Aurors come to her office. While they waited, she began to pull out the forms needed for such things, making sure to add the one for the manual pulling of the memories. If the child was eleven, he could consent to such things but he was just shy of that magical number so forms were needed for that. Oh, she hated these cases as they were always bad and emotional. However, she knew that if the facts that were laid out for her were correct, they were doing the right thing.

Putting the forms all together, she looked around sharply then said, tone slightly cold, “If this is a manipulation and the facts have been overinflated, there will be charges brought against everyone in the room. Do I make myself clear?” No, she didn't expect that was the case as all involved knew what would happen if someone tried that with her. She just wanted to make certain they were on the same page.

After nodding, seeing everyone else do the same, Lucius said, tone firm, “We are not. Once you see the young man, you'll understand not only how grave the situation is but the reason for the secrecy that we're asking for.”

“I'm holding you to that, Lucius,” she told him firmly.

When the two Aurors came in, she quickly ran them through what was needed, though, since they had handled cases like this before, she knew it wasn't going to be a problem. On top of that, as asked, she made sure they knew that this was not only involving supreme secrecy but speed as well. Once they were briefed, she stood up and said, “You all go and get what is needed. Wordworth and White have the custody forms. That will be their discretion on it. I'll go set up the court for the hearing.” Dismissing everyone, she set to work.

Stepping back into the hospital, followed by what looked like a small army, Lucius was quietly trying to prepare Narcissa for what she was about to see. Though his wife was a strong woman, having seen gravely ill people before, he doubted she would be ready for what she was about to see. As the two Aurors also answered to Tom and knew this was a case that he wanted to go as Lucius laid out, already they had the signed forms for the release of the medical records. Now, really, all that needed to be done was to get Harry's memories of the Dursleys. That was going to take time, though. As sick as Harry was, they weren't sure how long it might take.

At the nurse's station, one of his solicitors and Auror Wordworth stopped to get the records while the rest headed towards the room. Hand on Narcissa's back, he led everyone in, making sure the door was shut behind them. Looking at the young man on the bed, he gave a soft sigh. In the couple hours that he was gone, Harry was looking mildly worse. That probably had to do with the fact that, at the moment, he was bent over a container of some kind, being sick. While Arabella held the container, Tom was stroking the young man's head, looking grave. Severus, spying them, walked over. Lowering his voice, putting a hand on the horrified looking Narcissa's arm, he said, softly, “It's the medicine they gave him for the pain. It makes him violently ill.” Glancing back over his shoulder, he asked, “Everything is set up?”

“As much as we can get. The Aurors need to get his memories and we'll be ready. Everything else is in place. Well, as much as we can get it anyway.” Lucius told him, unable to pull his eyes away from the child on the bed.

“Good. He needs to be out of here as fast as we can get him. I don't like this. The scans show he has ulcers, probably from the medicine he's had to take. They appear to be bleeding slightly from the repeated irritation from the medicine he's getting. I have something for it but am loathe to give it to him as I'm afraid anything I might give him will cause an interaction with the Muggle drugs,” the Potions Master explained quietly. Glancing over at the Healer, who he had dealt with before, he waited to see if there was something he could do for the young man to ease his suffering.

Looking at the child on the bed, Healer Smythewick shook his head, “No, we can't give him anything. Not even something as gentle as a stomach soother. With all the drugs in his system, who knows what would happen.” Motioning Severus over, the two began to confer about what needed to be done that night once the custody issue was settled.

Clutching onto Lucius' arm, Narcissa stared at the young man. The part of her that was a mother that hated seeing any child hurting was all but screaming to do something for this poor young man. The other part of her was just plain horrified at what she saw. Then, making sure to school her face so none of that showed, she let loose of Lucius and walked over to the bed. Conjuring a wet washcloth, she, ever so gently, began to bathe the young man's face when he leaned back after finishing. Smiling softly at him, she said, tone gentle, “Hello, Harry. My name is Narcissa. I'm Lucius' wife.”

Looking up, he smiled at her the best he could then told her a soft hello. As he didn't have his glasses on, she was nothing but a big blur.

Taking a glass of water from the woman that had been introduced as Arabella Figg by Tom then the young man's glasses, she gave them to him. Conjuring a chair, she scooted as close to the bed as she could, putting a hand on his knee, internally wincing at how thin he felt.

After rinsing his mouth out and taking a drink, Harry slipped his glasses on then looked at Narcissa. Smiling at her, he said nothing. Because of the pain killers he was given, he was groggy, out of it and about to fall asleep.

Rubbing his head, Narcissa fought a wince at the bald spots and the fact that a large chunk of his hair came out in her hand, she told him softly, “I know you don't feel good, so just rest. All I wanted to do was introduce myself so you know who I am. After all, you're about to become something like my son.”

Nodding, rubbing his eyes in a tired way, Harry told her, “Thanks. I think I need to lay down. I'm so tired.”

“Go ahead, Harry. There is plenty of time for us to get to know each other,” she told him soothingly. When Tom shifted off the bed, Narcissa stood up then helped the young man lay down. Once he was comfortable, she pulled the covers up over him, tucking him in gently, then rubbed his head and smiled at him. “You rest. We'll handle everything else, alright?”

“Thanks,” Harry mumbled as he shut his eyes. Though the pain killers didn't get rid of all the pain, they made it to where he was at least comfortable and could deal with it. They did make him tired, however. As he couldn't sleep much because of the pain, that was something he was grateful for. Cracking an eye open, he looked at her when she touched him and smiled. “You're beautiful,” he said, softly.

“Thank you,” she told him with a smile. “Sleep, Harry. Let us handle things.”

Nodding, he gave a sigh then shut his eyes once more. Quickly, sleep came, something he was grateful for.

Keeping a hand on the young man, Narcissa looked at the squib sitting next to her. Stroking Harry's leg so that he would know she was there, the regal woman told Arabella, “Thank you for bringing this to our attention. We'll make certain he gets better and has a life completely opposite of the one he has now.”

Nodding, Arabella gave a sad smile then said, “There is nothing to thank me for. Taking care of him will be more than enough thanks for me.”

“Rest assured, he will be,” Narcissa told her with a firm nod. “We'll also make sure that you get to visit. I imagine he will like that as his world is about to be turned upside down.”

“I would like that,” Arabella told her with a smile.

After conferring with the two Aurors, Tom came over. Putting a hand on Narcissa's shoulder, he said, “They need to take his memories now. The faster we can get this done, the faster we can get him out of here. Already they've signed the custody papers. His condition alone warrants that so there is no question about manipulation. I don't want to wake him to do this or explain it as he's sleeping again. However, we need both of you to move, alright?”

Nodding, both women stood then moved to the other side of the bed.

With a quiet efficiency, both of the Aurors set up what they needed, saying nothing. Though there was a look exchanged between them when they saw the lightning bolt scar on his forehead. Tom had, of course, told them who this was but it was a whole other matter to see it for themselves. While Wordworth was setting up the pensive and jars to collect the memories, White sat down on the edge of the bed, wand out. Looking at Tom, she said, “Normally, we at least explain this to someone so they know what's going on but, in this case, I'm not going to wake him to do that. He's in too much pain and needs rest. However, if he wakes, we need one of you to explain what's going on. We don't want to scare him. As I'm using a form of legilimency to do this, it may cause him some pain. Hopefully, with what he was given, he won't feel it but I want everyone aware.”

“Understood,” Lucius told her with a nod. “Just try to be quick about it. We'll handle it if he wakes.”

Nodding, White went to work, taking on her normal serious, professional attitude she had to employ when doing such things as they were hard to deal with. After slipping into the young man's mind, she began to pull the memories she needed, trying not to let what she saw affect her.

After conferring with the Healer, Severus stepped over to the other side of the bed and took Narcissa's hand. Giving it a squeeze, he told both women, “This is all we're going to need. Once it's done, we'll be out of here and get him to the hearing. We already have the plan set into place as to what's needed after that. After tonight, he'll be on the road to recovery.”

Giving Severus' hand a squeeze, Narcissa shook her head, then whispered, “You're probably going to need to talk to Draco. I've prepared him the best I could for this but even I was shocked by how bad of shape he's in. I'm sure he's going to be worse and might not handle it well.”

“Never fear, I'll sit him down and talk to him,” Severus told her softly.

Leaning against the wall by Tom, Lucius had his arms folded across his chest, just watching what was going on. Shaking his head, he sighed, “Albus needs to be cursed for this. How could anyone knowingly let a child suffer in this way?”

Putting a hand on Lucius' shoulder, Tom gave it a squeeze, “I agree, but it's not feasible. It's very easy to ignore the suffering of others, even children, when you don't have to look it in the face. That's what Albus has done here. However, that comes to an end today. We'll make sure of it.”

Nodding, Lucius ground his teeth but said nothing. The only thing he wanted now was for them to hurry so they could get all this over with.

Two and a half hours later, the Aurors were done, packing up everything. The papers for the removal of the young man were signed and in the hands of the hospital. All that was needed now was to get Harry out of the place. Narcissa, after giving the still sleeping young man a soft kiss on the head, had left to get Draco. She was going to meet them at the Ministry in the entrance area to the courtrooms. While everyone was getting ready, Arabella gathered what few things the boy had, putting them in a bag she clung to. She was going with Severus to the Ministry since he could Apparate them there.

Once the solicitors had everything in place and ready to go and one of the nurses had disconnected Harry from everything he was hooked up to, Lucius gathered the young man in his arms. Though now partially awake, Harry didn't resist, holding onto the older man, head resting on his shoulder. Stepping next to him, Tom told the young man, “They are going to get you out of here, Harry. Just go back to sleep. It'll be over soon. I have to go home but will see you when you get there.”

Cracking an eye open, Harry looked at him and nodded, not saying anything.

Knowing it was best to get them out of there fast to get this over, Lucius, holding him close, making sure that he was covered with a quilt that the boy had, walked out of the room with him, trailed by everyone else.

Making their way down to the alley that they had landed in, Tom said a goodbye then Apparated away. Having Arabella, after she assured Harry she would see him in a few minutes, grab his arm, Severus, too, was gone with a crack.

Standing there, Lucius told the still slightly awake young man, “Harry, no matter what you feel, keep your eyes closed and hold onto me. It's going to feel funny traveling this way. When we get there, you'll probably be sick again. Don't worry about that. It'll all be fine and everything will be over shortly.”

Giving a dozy nod, Harry shut his eyes, making sure to hold onto the man tightly.

Knowing that Apparation was bad on teens when they started to learn or younger ones when they did side-along, Lucius was sure that as sick as this young man was, it was going to be worse, steeled himself then Apparated.

Landing in the area outside the courtrooms that dealt with such matters, the only place in the Ministry that you could Apparate into because of the delicate matters that were handled there, keeping such things away from prying eyes, Lucius was holding tight to the young man. The second they appeared, Harry told him he was going to be sick, starting to heave. Having expected this, Lucius knelt down and gestured for Severus, who was standing there to grab a garbage can he saw. Quickly, Severus handed it to him. He then managed to get it to the young man just in time. Wincing, he shook his head as Harry began to vomit again. Because the young man had already been sick so much, there wasn't much there but it was still happening.

Seeing what was going on, looking grave, Madam Bones walked over then crouched down, “Is he alright?” Reaching out, she stroked the young man's head then was stunned when she saw the scar on his forehead. Eyes widening, the monocle she always kept in the one eye dropping, she whispered, “Merlin's beard! It's Harry Potter!”

Nodding gravely, Lucius told her, keeping his voice down, “Now you understand the need for secrecy.” Shaking his head, he then said, “He's sick, no doubt. The medicine they gave him is making him that way to start. The Apparation didn't help matters.”

“Understood,” she nodded. “When he gets done, we'll start. Everything is in place. He won't have issues with the court?”

“No, he will probably sleep through all of it, unless he gets sick again. The medicine they gave him is quite powerful.”

“I will ensure we hurry this along as fast as possible,” she told him, standing up. From her end, since the Aurors had already signed off on this, she knew the hearing was just going to be formality. As this was Harry Potter they were dealing with, everything had to be in place and all bases covered so they had to go through the steps just so. However, she was going to make sure that it went as fast as they could. It was apparent, even to her, that this was a young man that was gravely ill by looking at him. Looking around, she said, “Let's move this along as fast as we can. Everyone check your wand in then get into the court. No sense in stringing this along.”

With that, everyone but Lucius, who was waiting until Harry was done, began to check their wand in. As no wands were allowed in the courtroom for security purposes, they had to store them at the security guards desk. As most there were aware how sick the young man was, they were trying to move as fast as they could.

Once Harry had once more finished, Lucius got him a drink of water then he, too, checked his wand in before stepping into the courtroom.

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