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Bleared Perspective (Cherry)	By : Lunarsempai Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 10139 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Title: Cherry

Rating: 16 and up

Warnings: Slash, anti-trio, pro Malfoys, anti-Weasleys (sorta), Creature-fic, AU, OoC, OCs

Disclaimer: I do not in any way, shape or money making form own Harry Potter or any characters attached to that name they belong solely to their creator and publisher I just borrow them for fun.

Notes: “talking” ‘Thinking’ Parseltongue

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Draco walked up to the dark haired youth and handed him a small yet elegant box. “Like this box” He started, smiling charmingly at the other boy. “You’re full of secrets and like to keep them hidden from those who have no calling investigating it.” Harry looked at the box and was about to reach for it when Hermione grabbed his hand. He looked back and could see mistrust filling her eyes. He stepped back and let her go forward to cast a few of the more complicated detecting spells.

Draco smiled and knew they wouldn’t find anything on the box, even though it was enchanted. “There aren’t any dark spells on the box” Hermione said at last, allowing Harry to take hold of the box. He took it and opened it, inside the box was empty. Harry tipped it over yet nothing fell out. “Is this some kind of joke Malfoy?” He asked, levelling the youngest blonde with a scathing look. “Well Harry it’s just w-khug!”

“Malfoy?”

Harry moved quickly to the Head Boy’s side, wondering if he said anything to put the other boy back on the edge of death. He was quickly pushed out of the way as Matata and Innokentiy rushed to their brother’s side. Matata placed a hand and his brother’s back while he his coughing fit became harsher and harsher. “What’s wrong with him? Should we get Madam Pomfrey?” Hermione fretted, looking around to see if any teachers were nearby.

The twins glanced at each other, holding up their younger sibling as he began to sag a little in their grip. “Inn, go get mom and dad, one of you get me some water” Matata said as his brother turned and ran off to look for their parents. Hermione quickly transfigured her tie into a large skin bag and filled it with water. The older blonde took it and tipped it to his younger brother’s lips. The younger Malfoy gulped it down quickly. He knelt there panting heavily for awhile before he stood up again. His face was pale but he looked ok.

That isn’t Draco The voice hissed in Harry’s head. Harry’s eyes widened, then narrowed ‘Why should I believe you?’ He asked it, looking at the Slytherin prince as he interacted with his older brother. Harry ignored the voice and walked towards Transfiguration when he felt a hand on his arm. A shiver ran up his arm familiar to the one he felt when one of the Malfoy twins helped him on Platform Nine and Three Quarters.

“Sorry about that Harry”

“Potter, Malfoy”

Draco grinned at him and leaned forward before whispering in his ear. ”You know I’m not the real Draco, don’t you?” Harry’s eyes widened into saucers and he tried to pull his arm back but it was frozen in place by the gentle yet surprisingly strong grip. Hermione looked at the two of them with a questioning look but Harry just shook his head. “Look Harry, when you’re ready the box will show you what you must see.” Said the false Draco, giving Harry his best charming smile.

The voice in the back of Harry’s head hissed but fortunately stayed quiet. The fake let him go and he hurried towards Hermione and Transfigurations class.

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Harry looked around nervously as he wrapped his scarf around him; ironically Care of Magical Creatures was one of the new requirements for becoming an Auror. He smiled and waved as he caught sight of the friendly half-giant. He looked around and smirked as he saw Malfoy Sr. carting around large sacs of bagged manure. Apparently, part of his punishment had been a limitation on his magic as well as being tracked by the Ministry. The thought of Malfoy Sr. brought back memories of Transfiguration. It was obvious that the fake Draco had a lot of practice playing the blonde because no one else seemed to notice the difference. He also remembered the note the fake had passed him.

“I’ll tell you everything in CMC.” It read.

So Harry stood waiting with Hermione and Ron, both of whom were deeply engaged in a conversation about him. He smiled a little, at least Ron was still talking to Hermione. “Did you notice what Malfoy’s brother was wearing” The red head hissed at Hermione. The Bushy Headed Head girl rolled her eyes. “What are you talking about Ron? His suit?”

“No! Around his neck!” Ron hissed, watching Harry out of the corner of his eye “It was the Dragon Tear Pendant Charlie brought back for Fred. He must have stolen it”

“How is that even possible? He doesn’t even know your brother” Harry whispered, resisting the urge to laugh at the other boy.

“Where else could he have gotten it? Genuine Dragon Tear pendants are hard to find and it looks just like the one Fred had.” He snarled. Hermione and Harry looked at each other and wondered whether or not he was going Malfoy crazy. “Must be Malfoy season” Hermione whispered making Harry chuckle. He was about to reply when something drew his attention.

The Boy Who Wouldn’t Die looked up as a shiver ran down his spine. He narrowed his eyes and looked in the direction of Malfoy Sr. and his youngest son, who was currently beckoning him over. He quickly drew Hermione’s attention, ignoring the way Ron’s face turned red at the interruption. “Hermione, can you see that?” He asked, pointing over to the two Malfoy men as the Draco fake rolled his eyes. “Assistant Professor Malfoy shovelling shit?”

Harry’s eyebrows disappeared into his hair. “Hermione!”

“What? So you and Ron are allowed to curse but I’m not? Though I must admit it was not enjoyable”

“Besides that! Can’t you see Malfoy and his dad waving like mad?” He whispered at her, keeping his head low. “Oi what are you talking about?” Ron asked, he was however, ignored.

“No Harry” Replied the Head Girl, giving Harry an odd look. The scared boy was about to reply when he felt an invisible pressure on his arm; he tensed. ”Keep calm and come with me Harry, Father wants to see you” Hissed a familiar voice ”Don’t look, but head over to where my Father and the Half-Giant are standing” Harry moved, not risking the iron grip on his arm to break his bones. He was quickly led toward the other side of the class area. He shivered again and was let go.

He moved away from the invisible man, who was later revealed to beInnokentiy. “You really have a sensitivity to magic Harry” He said, a shy smile creeping up his lips.

“Control yourself Inno” Their father said, rousing Harry out of his tiny daze. Matata, who was standing in the same location as the fake Draco, snickered. “Potter,” Lucius spoke out, “Do you know why I requested your presence here?”

Harry shook his head, fingering his wand under his robe sleeve. “Stop that Potter, if I wanted you dead you would be.” Lucius muttered, narrowing his eyes at the teen. “I’m informing you that due to the nature of past spells that were cast on my son he may periodically become missing. I ask that you do not draw attention to his replacement.” Lucius said, indicating Matata. Harry was more than a little confused. “Er… Asiss-”

“Potter if you have any questions they are better left for after the school day is over.” Lucius said, cutting him off. The Malfoy head glanced in his son direct who then took Harry back to his friends. “It’s ok Harry,” Innokentiy said, guiding Harry through the crowd of students studying the nesting habits of Acromantula. “Draco has always been of poor health, we’re just worried about him” Harry was confused, was Draco’s near death his fault or just genetics. “But what about when he was chasing me. He was dying then, was it because of the health issues?” Innokentiy smiled and ruffled Harry’s hair. “Don’t worry little sister, he’ll be fine.”

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Draco groaned, rolling over on a small roll up bed in the defence class. He raised his hand to his face to try and block out the light of the setting sun. He noticed that his hand was very shiny and translucent around the edges but otherwise was solid. “Mom,” He croaked out, raising from the ground to take stock of his surroundings.

“Oh Draco, you’re not well, why are you up?” Narcissa cooed, rushing to her son’s side and quickly running some diagnosis spells. She smiled a little when most of her test came up negative. “Do not push yourself or use any magic that isn’t necessary.” She said, guiding her son to a seat. She ran a few more test and they all came up positive. “Hmmm… gather some kai in palm” Draco did as he was told, smiling as a tennis ball sized globe of energy appeared in his hand.

Narcissa kept her face as emotionless as possible while she measured the ball. “Now transfer it to the other palm please” Draco did as he was told and allowed his mother to measure the ball again. Narcissa smiled this time and gestured to him to disperse it. “Your flow seems fine. You can go but do not under any circumstances use magic unless necessary. Your body still hasn’t gotten over those spells’ effects so don’t push it.”

The young blonde smiled and stood up, he kissed his mother on the cheek and replied, “I’ll try mother.”

“No trying Draconis, do” She countered, hugging her son once. She knew he wasn’t going to listen to her. He was his father’s son after all. Draco smiled before turning to leave the Defence Class room. He headed towards the Slytherin common room; after all, he had to make sure his snakes weren’t misbehaving. He stepped in to the door that appeared after he said the password. He didn’t get far when his best friends and lieutenants pulled him aside and into the prefect section of common room.

“Look Draco,” Blaise started quickly as they sat in the empty prefect’s common room. “We looked through every book we can find in the restricted section on “Magical Beings” and couldn’t find anything on demons.”

“But even after keeping that secret from us and putting spells on us we still forgive you and welcome you back as a friend.” Pansy finished, folding her hands over her lap as she leaned closer to the demon. “That and you would like me to take those spells off you and you think having powerful friends would help you out in the future.” The blonde boy crossed his right leg over his left knee and leaned back; a smile just barely making it onto his face. “Fine I accept your “forgiving me” if that is what you want to call it but remember who Slytherin house bows to. I can make your life a living hell here”

The two scowled at the boy but nodded anyway. The Dark trio spent the next three hours doing homework and informing each other of house politics. When it was time for dinner they got up and packed away their stuff. Pansy and Blaise took the place of Crabbe and Gyole as they moved to the Great Hall. It was time for another uneventful meal.

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Lucius Malfoy sat at the staff table and felt a shiver go down his spine. He may not look it but both he and his mate are highly superstitious. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes and she gave him a slight nod. She felt it too then. He trained his eyes on the door, hoping against hope that they were wrong. “Lucius you look worried” Severus in toned, mixing a drink for himself. “Should I be worried?”

Lucius smirked at the younger man, “I don’t know Severus… Should you be?” The Potions Master narrowed his eyes while the blonde sipped at some strong tea. “In all the years I’ve known you Lucius, you haven’t change a bit”

The older Malfoy scanned the door once more and saw, to his great surprise, a young woman walking through the Great Hall with two children in her arms. His heart skipped a beat. The woman, who was tall, blonde and looked about eighteen, walked to the staff table and stood in front of Dumbledore. When she spoke her voice was smooth and melodious. “Thank you for allowing us entry into your dwelling”

She next moved to the right side of the table to where Lucius and Narcissa sat. They both simultaneously thought. ‘Oh no’ She stopped in front of them and bowed awkwardly. They both nodded and she went to stand near the wall quietly.

The tension that filled Lucius earlier had more than tripled with this new development. He was about to get up and leave when two young Slytherins rushed into the Great Hall. “Girl! The- the- there’s a girl! In the male washroom” Screamed the first one, bending over trying to catch his breath while his partner stood up and took over for him. “And she had a huge dick!”

Lucius crushed his cup in hand. Those students near the staff table looked up and then to the door. Snape inquired about his health. He was dreading this moment since he saw his daughter’s mate. He barely heard McGonagall take away ten house points for the language before a tall imposing figure stepped into the great hall. They two boys stiffened and glanced back, it was the woman from the bathroom. “Was that really necessary?” She asked, her voice sounded a little deep for a woman. She moved around them and headed to the staff table, all eyes on her wondering why she was here. Her skin was pale and her hair was platinum blonde and her eyes were silver with flecks of blue. Many people wondered if she was a Malfoy.

Their questions were answered when she moved towards the Malfoys and bowed. Lucius gave her a levelled look. “In my defence-” The assistant professor narrowed his eyes at his daughter. “But-” He outright glared before she abandoned her agreement and moved to greet her mother. They had a short conversation. Next she went to see her mate. The woman stood up straight and allowed her mate to hug her and kiss her cheek.

She placed an arm around her waist and went back to where the Headmaster sat, observing the scene. Whispers ran through the Great Hall while she spoke with Dumbledore. They moved back to the side of the room that is nearest to Slytherin table; Draco avoided looking in their direction. Dumbledore stood up causing quiet to cover the Hall. “It seems that we will be having some guests for the better part of the term and I ask that you treat them with respect” With that said, he summoned a table and some chairs to the where the small family stood. They sat down after thanking the wizard.

It wasn’t long before the larger of the two children awoke; with a big yawn she jumped out of her mother’s arms and into her ‘father’s’ “Good morning dada!” She said with a huge smile. “Good night Serena” Her father replied, kissing her on the forehead. “Where are we dada?”

“We’re at your Uncle Draco’s school”

Serena’s eyes grew brighter and she scanned the Hall. “UNCLE DRACO!!!” She screamed when her eyes found their target. She jumped out of her father’s arms and tackled her Uncle, talking a mile a minute. He slid back six inches, knocking a few of his house mates off the bench. “Serena…” Draco stated sternly, but those large silvery blue eyes made the words leave his head. He silently cursed his brother for teaching the girl such a look.

Before anything could be done, Lucy, Draco’s sister came and whisked her daughter away. “Don’t you think you forgot something?” She asked, heading back to their table. Serena scrunched up her face before an idea clicked. “Daddy put me down please”

When she reached the ground she quickly ran up to the staff table and headed to Dumbledore. “Good night sir” She said with a smile, curtseying as she did so. “Good night child,” He replied, leaning closer “How are you?” She smiled, and stood up straight “Very good Sir. Good night sir.”

“Good night child”

She moved around the staff table and stood up, looking around before running off towards Gryffindor table. She stopped in front of Harry and looked up into his eyes. “Umm… Hi.” He said, fidgeting under the girl’s intense stare. She smiled and climbed into his lap with cheerful grin “Hi! Is my Uncle courting you?”

Harry tensed up ‘Does everyone know about this?’ He thought, blushing as Gryffindor broke into laughter. Hermione placed a hand over her mouth, trying not to laugh.

“You know my grandpa knows where you live, and if he knows I know and then I can tell dad and he would hurt you if you hurt Uncle Draco” Serena continued, smiling brightly. The entire Gryffindor table was quite, causing the rest of the Great Hall to follow suit. ‘Was I just threatened by a four year old?’

“Sorry Harry, Serena is a bit... lively after she wakes up” Draco said, picking up the tyke. She tried to protest but Draco quickly silenced her. She pouted by remained quiet. Harry blinked, wondering where the blonde came from and from the looks of the other students, so did they. The tall blonde went back to his sister, carrying his niece with him.

”What was that Serena? You were raised better than that…”

”But Uncle-”

”Not so loud Ci, wizards are not kind to people who talk to snakes”

Harry wonder whether or not he was dreaming as he watched the two move back to the other side of the Great Hall.

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The next day met with more wonders as a crowd of student gathered around the most mysterious sight at Hogwarts. A motorcycle. The students clamoured close to touch and feel it, one brave soul even sat on it. “It’s like they never saw a motorcycle before” Commented the head girl, slight scorn in her voice. “Well lots of them have grown up with magic so it’s easy to understand Granger” Commented Justin a fellow seventh year and prefect from Hufflepuff. “But still is all this really necessary?”

“Hey! Hands off.” Lucy stated, her voice deadly calm. The crowd broke up, looking back at the machine with longing confusion. Lucy jumped onto her bike as her mate came up behind her with their children in her arms. Lucy bent forward and kissed her mate and kids. “Bye bye daddy!” Serena chirped, giving her dad a big smile. “No good bye for daddy, Sorita”

”Bye Daddy”

“One day you would tell me that in English” Lucy remarked, pulling on her helmet and speeding off at one hundred plus kilometres.

Harry watched the demoness pull out of Hogwarts grounds, eyes widening along with the other on lookers as she disappeared from sight. “Hello Harry, may I call you Harry? I’m Ula, Lucy’s mate and I’m suppose to help you with all this courting stuff.”

Harry blinked owlishly at her. “What?”

“Just think of me as your tutor.”

“What are you talking about” Harry backed away slowly. She scowled and shifted Sorita to her other arm. “Draco…” She focused on Harry, digging into her pocket and holding out a piece of paper. “Your mate wrote a letter crying and wailing about-”

“ULA!” Draco came out of no way and grabbed the parchment. With vicious ferocity he tore it to pieces then set it aflame. Ula was not amused and Serena took the time to attach herself to his leg. “Unkie!” He smiled a little before turning towards Harry and handing him a pot with dirt. Ula’s eyes widen “Isn’t that-”

“GAH-NAHNAHNAH” Draco exclaimed, before clearing his throat. “When you figure out what this pot is for then you know why I gave it to you.”

“You shouldn’t be giving him that”

“He’s my mate.”

Harry tried to protest but was spoken over. “If you want him to be eaten in his sleep then fine, I’ll take my leave”

“Malfoy… What the hell is she talking about?” Harry seethed, dropping the pot and taking two steps back. Draco picked back up the pot and handed it back to Harry. “We have Herbology next” He said, pushing the pot in his hand, “You’ll find out then”

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Hermione, Harry and Ron sat down to an exhausted day. For the trio they started out the day almost being killed by the “gift” Harry had gotten from Malfoy, more on that later. Next they fled to potions where the irate man grouped them up in fives to deconstruct the Polyjuice potion and explain why certain ingredients could not be used or replaced. After a short break for lunch they Headed to Defence where Narcissa give them a surprise test of which only Draco and Harry passed. Those who had a spare gratefully took the time to rest while those without one moved onto Ancient Runes.

“I never want to see another DA class again” Ron remarked, plopping down in his seat. “Professor Malfoy is harsh isn’t she?” Harry replied, sitting down next to Ron. The Red head looked ready to offer a scathing remark when Hermione cut him off. “For heaven’s sake Ron! Malfoy is Magical creature and protected by law even if Harry didn’t want to be courted by Malfoy he wouldn’t have a choice. The Ministry would have him arrested for breach of law!” The busy headed Head Girl returned to her book on creatures without another word.

Harry turned to Ron and shrugged, a sheepish smile on his face. The Red head frowned and began pilling food onto his plate. Meanwhile another red head, a female glared at Draco from across the Great Hall. Ever since Draco’s proposal she noticed a steady decline in Harry’s interaction with her family. She silently vowed to make everything go back to the way it before Draco.

The Blonde in question looked up and flashed a feral grin in Ginny’s direction before going back to his friends who questioned him about the strange act. He shook his head gentle before a small owl flew in with a small red envelope tied to its leg. It hovered over the twins who sat with their sister and her family. When Matata reached up to take the smouldering envelope from the owl it burst into flame spewing its contents out for all the occupants of the Great Hall to hear. Fortunately it was in a language no one understood.

However; the Malfoys seemed to understand every word judging from the chilling gaze that filled their patriarch’s face. His wife touched his arm and muttered something in his ear. The twins faces became so pale if one were to go close enough they could see the pulse of veins as they carried blood around the head. The hall was quiet. Everyone in that room sat there with a tingling feeling running down their spine before someone shouted “Run!” A few first and second years took off as well as those more cowardly upper years. In the confusion no one noticed as three of the Malfoys disappeared.

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The next morning, before breakfast Harry was cornered by Draco, his sister and his sister-in-law. “Listen Harry” Lucy began, looking over her shoulder before leaning in. “Watch your back and don’t go wondering around alone.” She paused and glanced at Hermione who stood a few feet behind Harry. “Even if you’re with someone you know, take steps to make sure it’s really them.”

“Does this have anything to do with the howler?” Harry asked, he was becoming used to their presence now and they made the voice in his head talk less. “Yes, you may be caught in the cross fire so be careful” Lucy then, like her father, left without giving Harry any time to ask questions. Besides him Ula was muttering about rude barbarians and other things before she too left. Draco followed in her wake, winking at Harry as she did so.

Are all Malfoys like this? Are the twins the only normal ones?

“So Harry, when are we going over your defence plans?” Hermione asked, a spiral notebook in her hand as well as a quill. “Herms, what are you talking about?” Asked the scarred boy “The plans to protect yourself from the Malfoys’ enemies. I’m going to assume that they sent that letter in code in case it ever got into the wrong hands. Not to mention, seeing as they’re creatures, they may also have creature enemies that have produced a language like that. The best bet here though is that it could be Death Eaters, they would be angry at the fact that the Professor Malfoy was -”

“Hermione! Enough already, can’t this wait until we’ve eaten?”

The bushy headed Head Girl sniffed and put away her books. “Fine Harry, have it your way for now, but we will work on this later ok?” She asked; he smiled and nodded in agreement. He knew her heart was in the right place but sometimes she could be a bit much. The rest of the walk to the Great Hall was filled with a quiet that Harry couldn’t enjoy. He just knew something foul was going to happen. ”I have a bad feeling about this” The voice whispered into his ear and for once Harry didn’t fight it.

The pair made their way into the Great Hall and took their seat at Gryffindor table when it finally happened. “Kukukukukuku, so cute. What a cute sub you are” Before anyone could react a youth had Harry pulled close to him. He pinned the Saviour’s arms to his sides with one of his own and began to place light kissed all along his face. The boy was at the very least six feet three inches tall and looked around seventeen. He had long flowing black hair and eyes the colour of coal. He also had one triangular stripe down the left side of his face. “If I hadn’t seen you for myself pretty puppy I would never have thought you were a demon.”

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