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Fate Falls	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 36378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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A/N~
thrnbrooke - Thank you for reviewing, I lurk as well sometimes, but as I ask for reviews, I am now trying to leave more of them as well, now that I actually get excited knowing what others think... Thank You! Enjoy this next chapter...
Lyran~ Thank you, Snape did not expect it either.. that's what made it so beautiful I think. I really am enjoying the Snape/Harry dynamic, its growing and at just the right pace. Working on the Malfoy scene was interesting, I started it, re-read it, and more blossomed, I am letting the story lead me, and it is surprising me as well, thanks for your review.
thereader71 - thank you!
Meechypoo- With Sirius as juvenile as we know him to be, it only makes sense. I really want people to see Harry, not a replica James, or just Lily's eyes, but the original that he is. And I think his new patronus reflects that. As for the pity on the single poor dragon, Harry is going for saving the most lives, by not getting it himself he is saving the masaccre of the goblins.
BAFan - No there was no difference in the program, actually I have been using Google Docs throughout the entire story. I have re-edited all the chapters just in case and they look find on my phone browser and the other two browers (Chrome/Firefox) that I use. It could be a glitch or your browser. Wish I had a better explination for you on that. Thank you for your Chapt. 3 review.. Harry is mature for having lived as long as he did, even though it was just a vision. There will be some return to a younger man's thinking as he gets more comfortable in his new reality, but the good sense, logic and maturity will stay.
Djaddict - Thank you... Hope you like this chapter as well..
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Chapter 6. Leap into Fate
A/N~ In this chapter I will break from the books, to add the element of smoke flying we saw in the movies… It’s just too cool to leave out. Oh and in case anyone is interested. “Augur” is pronounced “OW-shjere” Think french pronunciation for the ‘J’ in Jaque for the ‘g’….
It took Harry the entire time down to the dungeons to calm his body, his heart and his mind. He had never experienced a kiss like that, not in his vision… and if his timing was right, not at all… He smiled. That was his first kiss… sort of. Harry’s grin got wider, it was amazing and incredible. Harry’s knock on Severus’ office was mild to say the least, his head was elsewhere. Severus opened the door, to a dazed Harry, a rose flushed dazed Harry.
“Mr. Potter? Are you coming in?” Severus asked, a smirk hanging on his lips. The boy looked like he had just had a tumble.
Harry shook his head for focus. He looked up to see his professor wearing a smirk… He must look the worse for wear. “Yes, thank you sir.”
“Are you able to concentrate on the lesson this evening?” Severus asked.
“Yes, sir, I’ll just need a moment to clear my head.” Harry replied.
“Obviously.” Severus whispered, more to himself than to Harry.
They moved to the Professor’s private sitting room, where comfort was key. Harry and Severus sat down, and got comfortable.
“Tonight we will build the good memory bricks into your wall, these ones will be added intermittently to the neutral ones. Both neutral memories and good memories are the easiest to place, and the easiest to control access to as they give us the most positive power. So we will start with those. The bad memories are reserved for last. They are the ones most often used by the enemy for destruction. Those require more care and must be placed properly to harness the will power that runs through them.” Harry instructed.
Severus was intrigued, the insight was on target, especially with his knowledge of the workings of the Dark Lord’s mind. Severus looked at Harry, his composure was so unlike the boy of a few months ago. Usually Severus could read Harry like a book, his emotions always worn on his face. This Harry was composed, and assured. He seemed to know when to show his emotions and when to preserve them. This was truly Harry, not James or Lily, since both had been open books. Harry was also unlike Severus who just imprisoned his emotions from public and private view. Maybe there was a balance, something he could ask the boy about later.
“Let me know when you are ready, and I will enter your mind to get started”.
Severus nodded, and cleared his mind, casting the necessary shield charms, and weaving them into the Occluding fabric of his mind. He met Harry there in that dark space, the foundation of the wall already in place.
One by one Harry showed him how to pull the hidden memories and shape them, into tight bricks, how to use the Occlusion fabric imbued with the shield and wrap each one up as a brick. It saddened Harry how few bright happy memories the Professor actually possessed.   There were a lot of neutral memories, but that was standard. The balance was going to be harder to maintain with so few happy memories. He will have to help Severus build more, no matter how small, happy memories were powerful. Harry went to pick up the last happy memory to help, and found it to be relatively new, and the aura that it gave off gave Harry the impression of Sirius. Severus snatched the memory out of a surprised Harry’s hands, “I got this.” He said as he slowly pushed Harry out of his head. Harry found himself staring at his professor with a wide grin. He wiped it away before it could be seen, and decided to meditate while waiting for Severus. Harry added his own new happy memory to the thick brick wall between two very dark bricks.
Harry examined those bricks, he knew which memories they were, though their color seemed to have faded from black, to just very dark. He would have to examine his memories soon to ensure the proper balance was maintained.
“I’m sorry, if I offended, Professor.” Harry offered when they were finished.
“No worries, Mr. Potter, you were not invading. I got the hang of it, so next time we can work on the bad ones, and we’ll work from there. I do appreciate the training, it is much harder than Occluding alone, but from what I can tell so far, more effective.” Severus stated.
“I have no better words than the truth Professor, but your happy memories will not bring the balance to your bad ones, with so few as you have. I understand your closed nature, your privacy, but we need to build up some happy memories, no matter how small.” Harry stated, trying his best not to offend, “We can work on some over the weeks before we have our next session. Find things that make you happy, even as small as playing a chess game with someone you like or trust. The balance is important to your occluding wall, the less happy memories you have in your wall, the weaker it is.”
Severus tried to comprehend what Harry was talking about. The confusion must have been evident. “You understand how a patronus charm works, Professor, it feeds off a happy or good memory, correct?” Harry inquired, when Severus inclined his head he continued. “The occlusion wall, is similar, the combination of occlumency and the entwined shield charms necessitates a dependency on balance between light and dark. The light side of the balance comes from the combination of the happy memories that provide the needed strength to the shields. The darker memories are a weakness for the charms, but a strength for the fabric. Occlusion takes willpower, and more willpower is taken from the will and strength in the dark memories, but the shields are powered by the goodness and love reaching out to protect ourselves. In order for the two to work together, they need to have similar strengths. Make sense? This is why you are good at Occlumency by itself. You have the willpower to hold the memories from another’s detection.”
Severus nodded. Unfortunately he did not know what to do.
“For homework…” Harry looked up and smiled with a big grin. Severus rolled his eyes at the boy, “I want you to go through the memory bricks of this session, identify what was happy about those. Small things, big things, events, or actions. I need a list, I will guarantee my secrecy if you need, and then we can move forward with providing you the balance you need.”
“I’m not sure I can accomplish this… homework.” Severus stated, the last word was like chalk on his tongue.
“It’s either that, or I subject you to my viewing them and listing things. I am sure there are some you would rather keep private.” Harry said, a growing grin on his face, “And I further promise, not to tease.”
Severus groaned audibly, here was his nemesis’ son and he was about to bare his soul just to hide his thoughts away. Was it really worth it? Severus’ scholarly side won out. Learning at any cost was a weakness for him. He was drawn to power, and new ways to harness it.
“I’ll do it.” Severus said, grudgingly.
“Good. It will be good for you sir. Just wait and see.” Harry said cheerfully.
Harry left and decided to spend some time in the Library researching his interesting change in Patronus. He would also make sure his plans were in place for the preparations of the next Defense club meeting the next evening.
Draco had entered his dorms, he was still floating it seemed. There was no way he could forget that kiss. Everything inside him responded to Harry. He was so sure that Harry had felt nothing, but understanding dawned with that kiss. Harry was just focused, on one thing, his task. Draco would make sure not to distract him… too much.   Draco wanted more, and he usually got what he wanted.
Draco was stopped at the bottom of the stairs leading up to the bedroom by Vincent.
“I don’t want to curse you again Vince, back off me.” Draco bit out between clenched teeth.
“You can’t give up everything and be friends with Potter! He is back, and you know our families will require our loyalty.” Vince spat, “Potty will be nothing but smear on the Dark Lord’s shoes.”
“You know nothing Vince. I chose my side, I will stay. Now let me pass.” Draco’s eyes narrowed, his hand twitching while holding his wand.
“Back off Vince” Three voices spoke in unison behind Draco.
“Wha…” Vince sputtered.
Pansy, Blaise, and Greg stood behind Draco, each with their wands drawn. Millicent and Nott looked at the scene and stood. They looked between Vince and Draco.
“What’s it going to be? Who’s side are you on?” Draco stated, looking at Vince, then at Theodore and Millicent.
Theodore understood the implications, his father will kill him for this, but Draco would not change sides without reason. And the reason may be the key to his own survival. He walked over to stand beside Pansy, “Good choice, Harry is more powerful than I estimated.” Pansy whispered. Theodore understood her position, and shared it.
Millicent was torn, but they were waiting, and Draco’s side was bigger, so… she moved towards the rest of the pack. Vince stood alone. “Were not eating with Gryffindors though…” Pansy thought she would throw that in there. Vince backed off.
“You will all see, you chose wrong. This isn’t over Draco.” Vince said as he walked out of the common room.
Draco looked at those behind him, relief was palatable in that moment.
“Thank you.” was all he said before ascending the stairs, shielding his bed, and fell asleep with the last thought of Harry… that made him smile.
Harry didn’t last long in the Library. He had only found the same information Hermione referred to… Maybe Sirius can shed some light, or Professor Snape. Harry had some other planning to do, and he needed to start working on how he would save Sirius from dying. And Harry needed to started working out his defense club strategy for the next day. So Harry approached Madam Pince just before the library closed to check out a couple of catalogues. He had an idea as he looked in the catalogs, and found exactly what he needed. Ron, won’t be happy, and probably won’t help, but this just might do what he needed. Armenian Silk Spiders. Harry scratched his order and sent it off. He would need to talk to the headmaster to commandeer an empty room.
Harry thought about how the next three weeks would be nerve wracking, waiting for Mr. Weasley to accomplish his task…Waiting for his order to arrive, and he still was worried about his reaction to Draco. So much ignited in that kiss, and before the kiss with just that look. If he wasn’t careful, he could fall easily. Not that falling for the person you're suppose to be with would be a bad thing, but Harry wanted more than passion, he wanted perfection.
The next day brought with it sunshine in spite of the chill outside. Saturday, was a Hogsmeade day, most of the students would be out of the castle. Harry was looking forward to this day, he had a plan.
Harry was up early, showered and dressed impeccably, though his hair as ever did not seem to cooperate. Hermione and Ron were going on a date today, so why not him… It would be his first date… sort of… and that made Harry smile. Though he held memories of a vision, he was starting to feel that this time and place were his own, where he was meant to be. So all these new things with Draco, were really new. Not even anything in his memories could compare. Harry made it down to the Slytherin dorms and found Pansy leaving. She looked wary to see him, but gave him a weak smile and a nod. So she had chosen her side after all.
“Good morning Pansy, Is Draco still asleep or is he roaming?” Harry asked trying to keep his tone jovial.
“Potter.” She acknowledged, “Draco is showering, he should be down for breakfast. No need to loiter.”
Harry only smiled back, at least she was trying. “Thank you, I’ll wait for him in the Great Hall then. Care to walk with me?”
Pansy stiffened a bit, “Do I have a choice?”
Harry turned to face her directly. His face sobered as he spoke, “I am not Voldemort,” She flinched, “I do not command, I will not force people to do my bidding. I offer advice, and sense. I offer my friendship to those who need it, or want it. So, it’s a simple question, with no strings or consequences. Care to walk with me?” Harry asked again softening his tone, and gestured to the empty space beside him.
She hesitated, then chin up decided to test his resolve, “Not today Potter,” and stared at him.
Harry smiled back. “Thank you for considering and an honest answer. Good day, Pansy.”
Harry walked alone to the Great Hall for breakfast and did not look back. He knew it was a test, but an easy one.   He would not lie or force people, that was not who he was.
Harry walked into the Great Hall and sat down next to Ron and Hermione. They stopped talking as soon as he sat down, and he notice a blush creep up Hermione’s cheek.
“So …” He tried to say something to break the tension, but nothing came to him. Instead he went for humor, “You going snogging today Ron?”
Ron’s face turned as red as a tomato, Hermione choked on the drink she had been sipping, and Seamus just started doubling over in laughter. At least someone go the joke.
“Hey, just trying to lighten the mood.” Harry tried to concede.
“It’s alright mate, I won’t forget when it’s your turn.” Ron said, mischief in his eyes. Hermione giggled.

Harry was happy for them, they seemed so much more alive when they were together. Not just happier, but more free. They chatted about the upcoming defense club meeting later that evening, and about some of the strategy Ron and Harry had discussed earlier. Hermione weighed in and agreed with Ron, which was no big surprise to Harry.
Harry felt when Draco walked in the door, everything in him was tuned to Draco. He lifted his eyes to capture the beautiful grey ones that searched for his own. Harry never noticed the upturn of Ron’s lips at his actions. Ron and Hermione were getting up to leave, greeted Draco pleasantly as they left. They had treated him like a true friend. Harry was so proud of his friends, their acceptance of Draco had not been easy, but they did it for him.
Draco sat down next to Harry, whose stomach was leaping at the closeness. He could already smell Draco and his freshly washed hair that Harry’s fingers itched to touch.
“So a little birdy told me you were looking for me.” Draco whispered, his voice when pitched like that always felt like warm butter flowing over Harry. He shivered. Harry glanced over to the Slytherin table and saw Pansy interested only in her breakfast.
“I was wondering if you would spend the day with me. I have something important to do, and after, I would like to just spend some time with just you.” Harry said, trying not to trip over his own tongue. Why was he so nervous. He hadn’t felt this flustered since… never.
Draco’s hand brushed his softly, though Harry couldn’t tell if it was intentional or not. Harry’s finger felt like each nerve ending was sparking with electricity. His eyes flew to Draco’s, he needed to know if the sensation was just him or did Draco feel it too. The softening of Draco’s eyes and the upturn of his smile, spoke volumes to Harry.
Harry stood up, needing to break the contact just so he could breathe. Draco stood as well and they walked silently out of the Great Hall.
“So do you want to meet when you are done with your important task?” Draco asked quietly when they were in the atrium just outside the doors the the Great Hall.
Harry turned and grinned at Draco, “Nope, I want you to come with me. You game?”
Draco’s answering smile showed how elated he was to be included, “Always.” He wanted Harry to know that he could be counted on, that he would be there for Harry. He did not understand this relationship yet, and it scared him a little, but he would finally do something right. He would commit to Harry.
Harry walked them down the first floor corridor. Down a path he knew well.
“Harry?”
“Hmmm?”
“Why are we going into a girls bathroom?”
“You’ll see.”
Harry walked through the doors, and up to the sink. He moved to the faucet he wanted. And looked up at Draco. He wanted to make sure he didn’t scare Draco, but Draco’s reaction was more than a welcome revelation.
Draco’s eyes were on Harry, curiosity, and apprehension. He couldn’t look away, Harry’s green eyes held him.
“Si hess” Harry whispered in Parseltongue to the faucet, not letting his eyes break contact.
Draco shivered from his toes to his head, just those two words, flared his whole body, bringing a blush, he was sure imprinted on his face.
Harry groaned at the look in Draco’s eyes as he spoke, the molten mercury stole his breath. Parseltongue turned Draco on… Harry needed to remember that.
The moment was broken as the sink descended to reveal the opening he had commanded.
Draco was thrown off by the movement and he was very curious.
Harry looked at him, “Do you trust me?”
Draco looked down and then back at Harry, “Yes” his voice was confident. He felt in his bones the trust he had.
Harry moved to stand behind Draco, wrapped both his arms around Draco’s waist, and then they moved as one, white smoke and a trail following them and Harry flew down the entrance and landed them safely at the bottom.
Draco was breathless, though from the incredible sensation of Harry holding him, or the new way of travel that was exhilarating, he wasn’t sure. When Harry let go, and Draco felt the loss, the heated imprint of Harry’s arms and body lingered. Harry spoke in parseltongue again, to a very large door with snakes that moved. Draco shivered once again, that voice was like a silken cocoon flowing over his skin delivering pleasure all over his body.
Harry climbed up into the chamber and offered a hand to help Draco up.
“Where are we?”
“The Chamber of Secrets”
“Oh...”
Draco looked around and let out a little shriek as he saw the dead carcass of the Basilisk still laying on the floor of the chamber.
Harry laughed and reached out to take his hand. “It’s been dead a while now, it isn’t going to do anything, trust me.” His green eyes were comforting when Draco looked up at him.
Draco stared back at the beast. This is what Harry killed when he was 12? This is what met Ginny and Harry. This is what Harry had to face because of his father? Draco had been so smug and mean during that time. Faced with the reality of his own ignorance, he felt undeserving, as if he would soil Harry by just touching him. Draco tried to pull his hand away, but Harry held it firmly. They stopped walking and Harry looked at him, he couldn’t meet Harry’s eyes.
Harry’s finger moved to his chin, lifting his head, so their eyes met. Harry’s eyes pierced his soul. His breath caught at the sight of the emerald fire. Those eyes seared his soul, taking away all his guilt, all his worry, all his doubts.
Harry had watched uncertainty and guilt pass over Draco’s features. A darkness crept into those beautiful eyes, and he had looked away. Harry could not bear to see it. Harry wanted Draco to see, really see that they were past everything. The skin was warm under his finger, the dejected look he saw when they locked eyes hurt, made him angry that Draco did not see his own worth. Harry wanted, needed, longed for Draco, in a way he never had for anyone before. All he could do was stare, and fall into the ice he wanted to melt so badly.
Harry leaned in close, slowly, not wanting Draco to move. It was like trying to capture a butterfly. Their eyes closed as their lips met for a moment, just a small touch, gentle and innocent. It was clarity put to flesh. Harry moved back slowly intently staring into Draco’s eyes. Their lips smouldered where they had touched
“Whatever is past, is past. We have a future, that is all that matters.” Harry whispered, and sighed as he saw the acceptance wash over Draco.
“Come, I have to finish here.” Harry announced.
They walked around the dead monster, and Harry let go of his hand for just a moment to take something out of his cloak and place it just inside the mouth of the figurehead. Harry cast a charm Draco had never heard, and then Harry moved back towards him. He took a position behind Draco, and wrapped his arms around Draco’s waist. Draco held his breath as they took off into the chamber, flying to the top, then parallel with the walk way, and finally landing softly before the large door. Harry whispered to it and it closed, Draco did not hear, his mind was filled with wonder at how Harry could see him through the mask of Malfoy.
They flew to the top and Harry again closed the entrance. They walked silently out of the first floor, and then Harry took them higher. He had planned this day, and it would be perfect if he could help. Harry stopped short. Draco, who was still musing in his head, ran right into the back of him.
“What?”
“Give me a second.”
Harry paced in front of the wall. When the door appeared he took Draco’s hand and opened it, hoping everything would be just right.
Draco entered into a dimly lit room, beautiful hardwood floors, flanked by sconces that burned to offset the mood. Hauntingly beautiful music played in the empty room. Harry raised his wand and tapped his shoulder. Draco looked down to see a very smart tux. White, with a black vest and tie. He looked back and found Harry dressed opposite, black tux, white vest and tie.
He held out his hand, “Dance with me?”
Draco nodded, he had not danced since the Yule Ball last year. He hoped his feet worked. Harry took his hand and swept him up into a lovely waltz. Draco felt like he was floating as they whirled around the dance floor. Harry’s hold was firm but not too tight, and the dance was slow enough that they could just look at each other. Draco was content, to dance, and breath in Harry. The scent of sandalwood and apples enveloped him in comfort.
When the music stopped Harry took his hand and led him over to a small table that had appeared. A silver candelabra sat in the center, and two elegant glasses of butterbeer were on the table. Harry held out the chair for Draco to sit, and winked when he was given a slight glare.
“I’m not a girl, Harry.” Draco quipped.
“I’m not treating you like a girl, I’m showing you that you are important enough for me to be considerate of.” Harry explained softly, watching Draco sink into the chair, and pushing it in.
They sipped their drinks, talked about various subjects. Harry asked Draco about his hopes for the future, his talents, his likes and dislikes, and they talked for what felt like an eternity. They ate the food that the room provided, and danced a few more times. Blissful was the only thing that could describe how Harry was feeling by the time they left. Harry had to prepare for their next defense class, and Draco left to find his friends. Harry was on cloud nine, when he got back to his room and flopped on his bed, a lopsided grin plastered on his face.
Harry picked up his mirror and called out to Sirius.
The man appeared, his dark hair barely brushed, and stubble all over his chin.
“Did you even get out of bed today?” Harry asked, amusement in his voice.
“Nope, that’s what saturday’s are for. Laying in bed, eating in bed, dreaming in bed, reading in bed...only getting up for the loo.” Sirius answered, grinning and laughing.
Harry smiled. “So do you have major plans for the holiday?”
“Just you and me pup.”
“About that…” Harry started. Sirius’ eyes narrowed.
“You're not going to leave me hanging to go be with the Weasleys are you?” Sirius sounded concerned.
“NO!” Harry replied emphatically, “I want to spend it with you, I just had a request is all.”
“No hinting, I already got your present.” Sirius replied sounding relieved.
“Not an actual present, but sort of. Can the Malfoy’s spend Christmas with us? Since they will have to pretend to not be on good terms, I figured they could Hide with us for Christmas and enjoy each other’s company.” Harry spoke rapidly trying to get it all out before Sirius blew up about it.
“Here, as in the Order Headquarters? As in I don’t trust them.” Sirius replied.
Harry explained the entirety of the meeting to Sirius, including the role of Draco. He blushed as he talked about Draco, not revealing their intimate contact.. Evidently Sirius saw it, his mouth twitched into a slight grin.
“If you want them to come, I’ll do my best to accept them cordially.” Sirius offered.
Harry smiled back, and then pushed onto his next brilliant scheme.
“Did you know Professor Snape doesn’t go anywhere for the Holidays. I have been working with him a lot, I think he could use some happy company, do you think you could act appropriately if I invited him over?” Harry tried to contain his glee at the spark in Sirius’ eye when he spoke the Professor’s name.   He knew Sirius was struggling with the right words to answer, so not to give away too much.
“If it’s important to you the old bat join us, I have no objections. I will behave like an adult. Promise.” Sirius conceded.
Harry was ecstatic. He talked more about the upcoming Holidays, and what he had planned for the Malfoys and Snape. He wanted the house cleaned nicely and offered to ask Dobby to help. Sirius accepted that.
“Oh, and I almost forgot. The next time you see Mundungus Fletcher, ask him to watch Grimmauld Place for an afternoon while we go out somewhere. Its important that he be left alone there for some time. You will understand afterwards.” Harry explained.
Sirius had a bit of difficulty with the request, but after Harry explained that it was significant to his Augur task, Sirius relented.
After they said their goodbyes Harry got ready for the next defense club meeting. This would be an important one, Dumbledore would attend and so would Professor Snape. It had to be perfect.
Draco found Blaise lounging in the common room.
“You are looking quite content, Draco… anything you wish to divulge?” Blaise pried, ever the one to search out news.
Draco looked over, and shook his head. He wasn’t ready to share anything yet. Harry and Draco had an amazing time, and it wasn’t all passion and fireworks. It was soft, caring and comfortable. Maybe that is what Harry meant by friends first. He could handle that, as long as there were some of those amazing kisses too. He would have to tell his friends sometime, but not today. Today was theirs.

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Chapter 6. Leap into Fate