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Love me or Hate me	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1979 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Albus was trembling all over. He was trembling so much that he couldn't even hold the journal still.
"Albus, what happened?" It was Frank Longbottom. His voice was cautious. "Do you want me to call dad."
Neville had become the head of his house and has stayed so for the last many years. He was the most understanding and polite man Albus had ever come across.
Albus shook his head, his hand trembling. The book fell off his shaking fingers and he tried to pick it up but Frank was faster.
"What is this, Albus. What are you reading?" Frank was about to open the book but Albus stopped him with a look and Frank whispered "Should I call Rose then? It's beyond curfew but she would come if you need her."
Rose had always been a sweet sister to him and he nodded gratefully.
Draco had not written what happened next. He had not written how he was healed and Albus desperately wanted to know. Only two people could tell him, though, either headmaster or Scorpius's grandfather Lucius. His grandmother lived in France, as far as Albus knew. So, headmaster, it was.
"Albus, what's the matter? Why are you crying?" Rose hugged him and asked worriedly. She had been the only support he had at times like these , when his own siblings were being distant with him. He hugged her back greatfully and replied in a trembling voice "Can I trust you with something I have no right to reveal to anyone?"
Rose pulled back and sat in front of him, his hand held in hers. She looked at him with wise, knowing eyes.
"I might have an idea . Go on. I will not talk about this with anyone." She replied in a low soothing voice. Albus held the journal in his hand and handed it over to Rose. I have read till the, er, burning incident. Read it please."
"Are you sure?" Rose asked him, her hand on the cover of the innocent looking journal.
Albus was so sad that he couldn't help but fold his knees close to his chest and wrap his hands around them before nodding. He placed his cheeks on his knees while Rose read.
It was a good thing that Rose was a very fast reader. She had to be if she wanted to excel in as many subjects as she always did.
After about ten minutes, the journal fell from Rose's hands on the bed and she ran to the bathroom to vomit.
Albus did not move from his bed even when he heard Rose vomit and sob and vomit again.
She came back and her eyes were red rimmed "Whose journal is this, Albus? Who has written this?"
"Draco Malfoy."
Her eyes turned wide with shock and her hand covered her mouth "Dr- Draco Malfoy. Merlin. Scorpius Malfoy's father. Sweet Merlin. No wonder he is so bitter."
Albus just stared at her for a minute and then nodded mutely.
"What happened after the- er burning incident."
"I don't know. I think headmaster knows, though."
"He won't talk to you. I don't think he will."
"I have to try. I have to- I have to know Rose. I can't bear not knowing."
"All right. All right. Let's go then." Rose stood up and Albus stared at her, baffled.
"It's after curfew." Albus reminded her and she shook her head replying "I know you won't sleep until you know."
"Have you thought of talking to your dad, Albus." Rose asked when they left the Gryffindor common room.
Albus froze when he heard Rose, contemplating how to answer the girl. When Rose noticed that her cousin had stopped walking, she turned to him and asked "Albus, what happened?"
"I don't think I can face him yet. I can't look at him Rose. How could he do this. I am so ashamed to be his son today." Albus whispered, looking at her and she stared at him as if she knew how he felt and for the first time Albus wondered if she was ashamed of her parents due to some reason.
"It's not just his fault." He heard Rose mutter when she had started walking again and Albus stared her in shock.
He walked hurriedly towards her and asked once he was besides her "What do you mean?"
"Nothing"
"Tell me Rose."
"It's nothing, just a hunch. I might be wrong." She said stiffly.
"You are never wrong."
"Drop it, okay." She muttered and Albus quietened.
After a few moments he spoke, choosing his words carefully "Do your parents have anything to do with all this? They were best friends after all. Just say yes or no. You don't have to elaborate."
"Yes."
"Is that why you never talk to them with any respect?"
"Yes."
"Do you know the whole story?"
"No, Albus I don't and just stop asking me." She yelled at him and he raised in hands in defeat "All right, I won't ask. Calm down woman."
She glared at him and they continued towards the headmaster's office in silence.
It was a good thing that she knew the password.
"Unity"
Headmaster Snape was studying some papers and was startled to see us. After a couple of minutes, he composed his face and addressed us.
"Yes. It's beyond curfew Mr. Potter and Miss Weasley. May I know the reason of your presence?"
"In a minute, headmaster." Rose replied and then turned towards him "I will leave now. Will you be okay Albus?"
Albus nodded, surprised that she wanted to leave, but stayed quiet, nevertheless. After she left, Albus approached headmaster.
"May I sit headmaster?" He asked politely.
"Yes. You may." Headmaster looked at him with stern eyes, as always.
Albus settled down and was about to speak but headmaster spoke before him "How much have you read?"
"I was on the burning incident but it does not explain how Mr. Malfoy recovered. I kind of wanted to know. Will you tell me?" He asked and looked at the headmaster expectantly "Do you remember?" Headmaster looked at him sharply so Albus defended himself "I mean it has been a long time. You might have forgotten."
"I remember. Of course, I do. How can I ever forget? That night was a difficult one for me and the Malfoys. We were extremely worried. Draco had peeled off his skin. Except for his genitals and his face, everything had burnt. The skin had kind of peeled off. I don't know the medical details but I do know that it had taken three weeks for Draco to get well. He was in pain even after he was discharged."
"I don't understand, headmaster. Why did he peel off his skin? Why did he do so?"
"Mr. Potter, Veela are highly sentimental creatures. They are not at all practical in such circumstances. Your father had exposed him in front of strangers and Draco had removed the skin which had been exposed. He couldn't continue to live, knowing that others had seen what he had wanted his mate to see. We begged him to live and he found that to be the only way to live. He was punishing himself."
"I want to know the medical details as well." Albus asked because he might require them in the near future.
"Why?"
"Scorpius might want to take revenge on dad. In that case, I-"
Headmaster looked at him sharply and stood up. Albus was startled when he slammed his hands on the table angrily "Scorpius would not do anything like this."
"Nevertheless, I want to be prepared. Mr. Malfoy had you and his father. I -"
"You have your relatives-"
"Relatives who were involved in hurting someone so mercilessly. I am losing the faith I had in dad. I am so ashamed of him and I can't believe that he hurt Mr. Malfoy like this. It is not even about Mr. Malfoy. How can he behave like this? It is unforgivable."
"Mr. Potter, listen to me. Your father-"
"I don't want you to defend him. I know that you have always considered him your son. You will never understand what it feels to be me. Fathers always forgive their children."
Headmaster looked at him in and he seemed amazed by Albus's reply "Shouldn't children forgive their parents as well."
Albus looked headmaster in his eye and replied "When he deserves my forgiveness, I will forgive him. Please just tell me the name of his healer. I am sure you hired a personal healer for him who could heal him during his heat. I would require a healer too."
Headmaster sighed in defeat and replied softly "You won't like what I am going to tell you."
"It does not matter whether I like it or not."
"Hermione Granger-Weasley."
Albus's mouth popped open in shock. He blinked and blinked again.
"Aunt Hermione. She abandoned her healing career long back and didn't tell us the reason when we asked."
Headmaster was staring at his table now.
"Is her abandonment of her chosen career somehow connected to this?"
He just nodded and Albus felt everything falling apart.
"How is it connected?"
Headmaster looked at him and his eyes were kind now "You will realize it once you have completed the journal."
"Is no-one innocent. Is everyone I love responsible for Mr. Malfoy's destruction? Where is Mr. Malfoy? What happened to him? I have never heard anything about him."
"I can't tell you anything like this. You will have to read the journal, Albus."
Albus stared at the headmaster for a few moments. Headmaster never called him by his first name. They met during vacations; both summer and Christmas but he never called him or his siblings by their first names at school.
"Everything I believe has turned out to be a lie. Next, I will realize that Uncle Ron was somehow responsible too for what happened to Mr. Malfoy."
Headmaster stared at him and Albus realized a moment later what his eyes were telling him and Albus couldn't take it anymore. Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione were their godparents and they loved them. How could he just accept everything that was happening in the blink of an eye? His head started pounding and he held his head in his hands.
"You must sleep, Mr. Potter. All this is overwhelming and you must sleep now."
Albus stood up after nodding. He was at the door when he turned towards the headmaster "Uncle Sev."
The headmaster looked up when he was called. Albus never addressed him with this title at school so the headmaster was surprised. Albus continued speaking "You are the same, aren't you? You won't change, will you? You did protect my dad since he was a baby, didn't you?"
"Yes, Albus. I will not change."
"Will I have a home with you?" Albus asked in a small voice.
The headmaster smiled and replied "Yes you will."
"No matter what Scorpius wants."
"No matter what anyone in this world wants. Don't worry, even if everyone shall leave, I will always be with you. Lucius will be with you too."
"But he is Mr. Malfoy's father." Albus asked, surprised.
The headmaster laughed and replied, his eyes full of mirth "Lucius has changed a lot as the years have passed. Children are children to him now, no matter his or someone else's."
"Goodnight, headmaster. Sleep well."
"Goodnight, Mr. Potter. Have a nice sleep."
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