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Stone Angels
Finding Forgiveness
Snape was amazed by the gentleness
the dark haired boy displayed. It was a gentleness that he had only seen from
Hagrid and Poppy as he helped Snape check the smaller man for life threatening
injuries. They were nearly finished when Hermione finally spoke.
“We have to include them in this
Harry.”
“They won’t understand Hermione,”
sighed Harry, “you remember what it was like after I spoke to Draco last year.”
“What did you say to him?” asked
Snape realizing he could get some answers.
“Two weeks before the end of term,”
murmured Harry, “I wanted to know why he was being kind to me after so long.”
“How did he respond?” questioned
Snape.
“He looked sad, and he said ‘We
don’t always have a choice of how we act. Sometimes survival is more
important.’ I asked him if he was going to become a Death Eater. He grew pale
and said ‘No, but that’s one of those choices I’m not supposed to have. By
making that choice, I have to face the consequences.’”
“What did you say to him?”
Harry looked up, his startling
green eyes meeting dark ones, “I said that the choices we make, and are willing
to sacrifice everything to make, are the important ones. I also said that if he
ever needed a friend I’d be around,” anger shined in those green eyes, “Dumbledore
never even asked him. He was never allowed the chance to save himself. I know
he didn’t lie to me. I don’t know how I know, but I know he didn’t lie.”
“Relax, Mr. Potter. Draco recounted
it to me afterwards. He has been jealous of you, and your friends, since the
beginning. His inability to befriend you has cost him much in more ways than
one.”
“I would have become his friend
without question if he hadn’t teased my other friends,” admitted Harry sadly,
“I would still become his friend.” Harry looked up at Hermione and decided,
“Bring them in ‘Mione. Take their wands, until we’re sure they won’t hex him to
bits, if you have to. Might as well bring everyone, the DA could use Draco’s
mind and we’ll actually care what happens to him. Start with Ginny and Luna;
I’m sure we can trust them to be more sensible than Ron and Neville right now.
‘Mione, bring Arianna if she’s up to it.”
Harry and Snape watched as Hermione
removed the wards left and they felt them being replaced. For several minutes,
Snape simply watched as Harry brushed blonde hair away from deep purple
bruises. After what seemed like an eternity of silence Snape finally broke it.
“What’s the DA?”
“A group Hermione, Ron, and I
started in fifth year when Umbridge decided we couldn’t do the practical work
in most classes. That’s all I can tell you unless you’re willing to sign
Hermione’s contract.”
“I’ll sign nothing without knowing
what it entails.”
“You just can’t tell anyone the
details,” explained Harry softly.
“What are the consequences of
breaking the contract?” asked Snape.
“Remember Mariette Edgecombe’s
sudden outbreak of boils proclaiming her a snitch, we decided that it wasn’t
enough. We think it will take a minimum of six months to reverse all of the
hexes that Hermione’s placed on it.”
“Do you have any staff assistance
with the DA?”
“No, but we could use someone who
can teach us. I’ve done most of the teaching so far, but I can only teach them
so much. I can’t tell you anymore, unless you sign the contract.”
“I think I can survive that,” smirked Snape.
“Signing the contract doesn’t force
you to work with us or anything, it just means you can’t tell on us. Some
people found out what we were doing and choose not to join us.”
“Harry,” said Luna opening the
door, “Hermione said you wanted to see me and sent this.” She held up the
contract.
“Thank you Luna,” said Harry
softly, “Accio quill.” Harry offered the quill to Professor Snape, “The choice
is yours Professor.”
Professor Snape took the quill and
signed the contract, his sharp eyes seeing the twenty-nine names, “There are no
Slytherins on this list.”
“We don’t know who we can trust in
your house. You and Draco are the first Slytherins that we know we can trust.”
“Tell me about the DA, Mr. Potter,”
ordered Snape.
“Hermione, Ron, and I felt that we
weren’t learning enough in our DADA classes so we decided to learn more. As the
top three students in Defense against the Dark arts, we have been helping teach
the rest of the DA everything we know and can learn. Hermione has been more of
an asset than anyone would have ever believed. She’s brilliant.”
“What have you learned and shared
Mr. Potter?”
“Would you please call me Harry,”
sighed the boy, “It’s been difficult, we had to first get everyone to the same
level. Everyone can cast a strong Patronus now. We’ve also worked on stunning
and shielding charms. Hermione has given us a lot of jinxes and curses to
learn. The final battle is coming, I can feel it, and these are the people who
will stand with me if they want to. Many of them have all ready offered.
Mariette and Cho won’t be standing with us.”
“Miss. Edgecombe lacked the kind of
loyalty that is important in an endeavor like this, and Miss Chang was simply a
waste of magical potential,” replied Snape very seriously, “I would like to see
a detailed list of the spells you’ve taught them.”
“Hermione keeps one, and a record
of who needed help on which spells, how long it took to learn them, and how
they best learned that spell.”
“Harry,” said Hermione pushing the
door opened and helping Arianna in, “We’ve got about twenty minutes, I’ve sent
Ron and Neville to find several herbs so that I can make some tea that won’t
interact with Arianna’s Medicine.”
“Come on kiddo,” smiled Harry, “You
can lean on me while we talk.”
Hermione and Ginny helped the tiny
girl up next to Harry before she looked at Harry and spoke, “Hermione told me
what she could, and I’ll sign the contract. I won’t tell anyone but I’ll tell
you if I find someone I think might be good to join.”
“Thank you,” smiled Harry though he
was surprised by how serious she was, “Hermione, Ginny, Luna, Arianna,
Professor Snape has decided to join us. He all ready signed the contract. Luna,
Ginny, I need to ask you something, but first you have to promise not to draw
your wands.” He was pleased when they both nodded, “I’m going to ask you to do
something you wouldn’t normally do. We can trust him, I know he’s hurt all of
us a lot but I know we can trust him.”
“Who Harry?” asked Ginny in
confusion.
“Draco Malfoy.”
“How do you know?” asked Ginny
anger clearly written on her face, “How do you know he won’t betray us?”
“Because he all ready refused to
become a Death Eater,” answered Harry softly, “I don’t know why I believe him.
It doesn’t matter. He’s been hurt badly by his mother and I won’t allow him to
be sent back there.”
“It’s the boy I saw!” cried Arianna
lifting the blanket, “He’s not shimmering anymore, but oh, Hermione, She hurt
him badly,” whispered the little girl as she pulled the blanket back.
“Harry, how do you know what
happened to him?” asked Luna.
“I… I don’t know. I touched him,
and it just rushed through my mind. I saw it all through his eyes.” He looked
up to see eager eyes waiting for the story “Don’t even look at me that way. I
won’t tell you, it’s not my place. If he wants to tell you, when he wakes up,
then he will.”
Snape was startled by Harry’s
response to the eager reactions of his friends, “Will you agree to trust him?”
He heard Hermione say.
“You trust him too Hermione?” asked
Ginny.
“I do. I did last year when Harry
asked him if he was going to become a Death Eater. I believe him,” she sighed,
“Besides; he’s been kind to me in the last year. He’s also family.
We didn’t know before but we know now. The past is past; the future is what is
important.”
“I also want him to join the DA.”
“Are you sure about that, we’re all
ready trusting him a lot,” said Luna.
“Please just trust me in this. I
just know we can trust him.”
“All right Harry,” sighed Ginny, “We’ll trust you.”
“Thank you,” replied Harry pinching
the bridge of his nose, “Now for the hard part, Ron and Neville.”
Without though, Professor Snape
produced a potion from his robe and handed it to Harry, “For the headache.”
“Thank you Professor.” He downed
the potion without even making a face, “How long do you think it will be before
he wakes up?”
“I can not be certain. Crucio is a
tiring experience, even if you are accustomed to receiving it.” Snape brushed
long fingers through Draco’s hair, “I would have done anything to prevent him
from ever facing it.”
“I never knew you were his Godfather.
Dumbledore let it slip when we found him by the lake. I don’t know who to be
angrier with; Dumbledore, for sending him back there or her, for hurting him.”
“There is a reason for him to send
you back to your family, just as there was a reason to send him back to his.
Wizarding children form a bond with their family that provides them a sort of
protection. It is a strong bond, stronger than anything else.” Snape conjured a
few chairs and sat down.
“What if that bond never formed?”
asked Harry, “Luna, watch for Neville and Ron please.”
They watched her leave before Snape
replied, “Then there would be no protection offered.”
“Harry, they’re coming,” Said Luna
entering the room.
Harry quickly pulled the blanket
over Draco just before the came in, “What do you need Harry?”
“I need you to do something for
me,” replied Harry, “it’s DA business.”
“What do you need?” asked Neville.
“Ron, if you promise to hold your
temper and refrain from hexing anyone you can keep your wand. Neville, same
goes for you,” said Harry.
Snape was surprised when he noticed
Hermione discretely draw her wand, “what’s going on, Harry,” demanded Ron.
Harry pulled the blanket away from
Draco’s face, “He showed up a little while ago. His mother hurt him pretty
badly. Remember last year, I said he was good; Dumbledore never even gave him
the choice. Snape warned him that Draco would be in danger if he went home and
he sent him back there. I’ve extended them both invitations to join the DA.
Snape and Arianna have joined. We’ll give Draco the option when he wakes.”
Ron looked angry until he looked at
Draco closely, “She did a number on him.”
“I’m going to get Mrs. Weasley,”
said Neville.
When Neville returned with Molly
Weasley, the red haired woman looked tired, exhausted really. Seeing her that
way, Harry was almost hesitant to show Draco to her.
“I found him on the path Mum, he
was hurt and alone. Can I keep him? I promise I’ll take good care of him.”
“Great Merlin, another one
Severus.” Molly rubbed her face tiredly, “We saw him only a few hours ago, he
looked fine then, and some of those bruises are old.” Harry watched as she
started flicking her wand above Draco and was certain when she found what he
had witnessed. All color drained from her face and she stumbled into the
attached bathroom. Once her stomach was emptied, she came back. Tears shined in
her eyes as she hugged Ron and Neville tightly. Severus Snape sat stiffly, with
his arms at his sides; completely caught off guard when she hugged him too.
“Mrs. Weasley,” said Harry, “I
think you should know.” He licked his lips nervously, “Professor Snape warned
Dumbledore that Draco would be in danger if he went home, but he sent him
anyway. He knew, just like he knew what he was sending me back to.”
Snape realized what Harry was doing
when her eyes flashed in anger. When she turned to him, question flashing in
her eyes he spoke, “Draco is my Godson; I wish only to protect him. I warned
Dumbledore that Narcissa is a danger to Draco without Lucius to protect him.
She has disturbing taste.”
“He is to receive another healing
potion in one hour. Arianna needs her second dose in forty-five minutes. I’m
going to visit the headmaster.”
As soon as she was out the door,
Ron turned to Harry, “Have you gone completely crazy! Do you realize that you
just set my mother against Dumbledore? She’ll eat him alive.”
“Should have been a Slytherin,
Potter,” Drawled Snape.
“Would have been if I hadn’t argued
with the hat, Snape,” said Harry realizing Snape was playing with him, yet he
was very serious, “I had made friends, for the first time in my life; I wasn’t
going to give them up.”
“I see…” said Snape thoughtfully.
“Harry, do you realize what you did
to Dumbledore?” asked Ginny softly.
Harry was quickly getting angry
with them, the overload of emotions from the day making him more sensitive, “I
know exactly what I did Ginny. It’s nothing compared to what he sent Draco to
face, what he sent me to face. She will give him exactly what he deserves to
get.”
“Harry, Dumbledore is…” began Ron.
“He’s what Ron? He’s sent me to
live with my relatives that hate magic, they told me my parents were killed in
a car crash, locked me in the closet under the stairs, treated me as little
more than a house elf, starved me, and beat me. He knew every year, and every
year I begged to not have to go back there. Now this…” he gestured unhappily
towards Draco, “Snape warned him but rather than listen, he sent Draco to face
the imperius and cruciatus.” Tears were running from Harry’s eyes, “He sent him
to be beaten and…and…”
“Out!” bellowed Snape, “All of you
out now!”
As Hermione moved to get Arianna,
he held up his hand motioning for her to stay. He hadn’t meant to scare either
of them but he had seen it building. It had been faint before they entered the
room, but as things escalated he knew how Harry knew Draco wasn’t lying and how
he got hurt.
“Hermione, would you retrieve a
healing potion, two dreamless sleep draughts, and a calming potion please. They
are in the box near the cots.” While Hermione retrieved the potions he kept a
close eye on the emotionally overloaded boy, “Harry, do you know when your
Leglimency skills began to expand?”
The dark haired boy shook his head
and kept his face down. Snape could tell, by the slump of his shoulders, that
he was tired. Part of him wished to talk to the boy, to try and give him some
sort of comfort. It went against everything that he had tried to make himself;
he was supposed to be cold and uncaring, the snarky potions master they had
come to know. Yet he couldn’t force himself to do it.
“Mr. Potter, Harry, I know that I
have never been kind to you but maybe it’s time we tried to start over.” Snape
held out his hand to the dark haired boy, “I won’t be able to treat you any
differently outside of these rooms, until the war is over, but I think it’s time
that you found some true friends among the staff. Perhaps we could bring in
some other Professors to assist the DA.”
Looking up, Harry hesitantly
reached out and took Snape’s hand, “I have only two others that can help us,
Remus and Mrs. Weasley.” Harry looked up and Snape found exhausted emerald
eyes, “I can’t trust Dumbledore. Since my first year, Ron and Hermione were the
only ones that saw me as Harry. I’m not James or Lily, yes, I lived but I am
just Harry. I don’t want to be the boy-who-lived or be destined to destroy
Voldemort but I know that if I don’t destroy him a lot of people will suffer. I
can’t trust Dumbledore because he is willing to sacrifice a few to save many.”
His green eyes blazed possessively as he brushed Draco’s hair back again, “I’m
not willing to sacrifice anyone; I’ve all ready given up enough people.”
“There will be some sacrifices
Harry,” said Remus from the doorway.
“I know that, but I will not
blindly sacrifice innocent people,” replied Harry, his voice softening as his
head bowed again, “The people who walk into that battle with me will walk in
with their eyes opened.”
“He’s starting to wake up,” said
Arianna softly as Hermione walked in.
He heard voices, they seemed far
away and underwater but familiar. Focusing on the voices, he slowly found
himself waking. Opening his crystalline eyes he found his vision full of black
hair.
“Uncle Severus,” whispered Draco,
his voice raw from over use.
“You’re safe Draco,” replied Snape
silkily, “Harry found you and brought you to me.”
“Harry?”
“I’m right here Draco,” replied
Harry.
Draco realized that the dark hair
belonged to Harry, “I won’t become a Death Eater. Please, don’t let them send
me back to her.”
“Shh…” hushed Harry, “No one is
going to send you back to her.”
“Hermione, the calming potion,”
said Snape. When she gave it to him he looked and was happy to see it was the
correct one, “Draco, drink this.”
“No! You’re a Death Eater too!”
sobbed Draco, “I won’t become a Death Eater.”
“Shh…” Harry gently held onto the
blonde as he began trying to get away from Snape, “Draco, Professor Snape is a
spy. He doesn’t really serve Voldemort. You can trust him.” Draco continued to
struggle and Harry waved Snape away, “Draco, please, listen to me. You have a
choice, calm down and listen to us or take the calming draught and calm down
enough to listen to us.”
Draco stopped struggling but took
the potion that Harry held out to him. Harry watched,
his hands gently smoothing platinum hair, as the calming draught took effect.
Even with the potion, to help him calm down, he was still obviously distraught.
To Harry’s surprise it was Arianna, her bruises glaring angrily from her
frailness, that choose to speak.
“You don’t have to be afraid.” She
reached out and took his hand gently in hers, “Professor Snape says that you’re
my cousin.”
“Who hurt you?” asked Draco. The
distraction helped to push his fear away.
Arianna looked away, tears in her
eyes, “My mother did this and she killed my father. Hermione tried to protect
me but Mum managed to take her wand.”
“M…my mother…” Draco stumbled over
the words he wanted to say. He could feel them stick in his throat as he
remembered how his body reacted to her. Before Harry realized what was
happening, Draco tried to scramble off the bed towards the toilet.
Harry looked to Snape as soon as
the blonde disappeared from sight; his eyes wide as saucers, Harry fought the
anger he felt towards Narcissa Malfoy. Without a word, Harry followed Draco
into the toilet. Kneeling on the floor next to Draco, Harry gently rubbed his
back. Once his stomach was empty, Draco curled himself against the protection
he felt next to him.
By the time Harry carried Draco
back into the bedroom, they had been rejoined by Ron, Ginny, Luna, and Neville.
“Harry, I’m sorry.” Ron kept his
eyes down and his cheeks were flushed red. “It’s just that we didn’t think.
We’ve been told for so long that he is the greatest wizard alive; maybe we all
forgot he’s only human.”
“Human or not, Mr. Weasley, it was
wrong to send either one of them back into those situations,” said Professor
Snape.
“For which I should apologize.”
Dumbledore walked in looking old and tired. There was no twinkle to his eye. “I
am an old fool who put all of his trust in an ancient magic without question. I
am sorry Harry, Draco, I never gave either of you a
chance.”
“You realize,
it was that same belief that had a hand in creating Voldemort? You sent Tom
Riddle back year after year to face his muggle father.” His words stung and he
knew it. His point was made, and the sting of his words was no greater than
that of oa beefy fist across the face of a young boy.
“It is something I deeply regret,” sighed Dumbledore. His old shoulders slumped wearily.
“If there is anything you’ve tried
to teach it’s that we all make mistakes,” said Harry, “I forgive you but that
doesn’t mean I’m not still angry. It’s time for things to change Headmaster.”
“That is not so simple a thing
Harry. The Ministry doesn’t really have any kind of system for these
situations,” admitted the Headmaster.
“Does Hogwarts?” asked Hermione.
“No.”
“Then it’s time we write one.”
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