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Doujinshi	By : Glue Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3523 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Doujinshi
Summery: Draco has been misplaced into a world without magic, and where a certain author by the name of J.K. Rowling has the attention of millions. After reading six of her books, Draco tries to get back to his own world to fix what he sees as wrong. However, he has to get back to his own world first...
Disclaimer: ...no. Don't think so. I wish, but no.
SPOILERS: Everything including HBP.
A/N: Well, this is chapter seven. This is a pretty important number, not only in JKRowling's world, but also in mine. As such, for this special occasion, I lengthened the chapter and introduced a new way of POV changes. Introducing them now and not before or later becomes kinda... importantish later. They might not make sense now, but hopefully they will in time. Anyway, I drew this Draco! In Hikari uniform too! http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/25197819/ I'm sorry about all of the OC's and the OOCness. I'm trying to fix that. Hopefully after this chapter, things will pick up. (Seriously, seven in and we're still in Seven and not Cannon?)
DRASIDE
They looked up and gasped as Sirius rested against the door.
"Sirius... you're..."
"...younger..." Draco finished.
Sirius let one eyebrow rise as he just looked at them, arms crossed as he continued to rest against the door opening.
"Sirius... look in the mirror..."
He pushed off the door as if it took a lot of effort and gave a dramatic sigh as he walked over to the large mirror that sat above the dresser.
Looking boredly back at him was a teen with black hair down to his shoulders, a naturally glossy sheen showing the care put into its well keeping. After a blink or two, blue eyes went wide.
"I'm fucking sixteen again!"
PORTSIDE
The little girl spotted them standing there, waiting for her. An odd look passed over her face, almost as if she was judging them before her face suddenly broke a smile. She ran over to them while shouting, "Okaasan! Onnisan!" With a shriek of delight, she plowed straight into Jeremy. She continued to babble in another language; after a few seconds of this, the little girl seemed to get a hold of herself and drew back, thought there were tears clearly present in her eyes.
She bowed to both of them, her long brown hair just brushing the ground. "Watashi wa Portu Erisabeshoe desu." She stood back up, the bright smile still affixed to her face.
When the expressions on their faces sunk in, the smile slipped off her face, quickly replaced by a look of embarrassment. "Ano...gomen..." She rubbed her head for a second before the proverbial light bulb flickered on. "Soree. I am Portu Eribsa...Erisa...Elisa?..bethsu...bethu...?" A frown of concentration contorted her face.
Jeremy had started to chuckle. "Elizabeth?"
Her eyes lit up and a victorious expression fluttered over her face. "HAI! ...ano...yes...?"
A look of disdain crossed their mothers features. "He takes you away and can't even find the time to teach you proper English?" she sniped.
"I's berry good speak Engrish, Okaasan!"
Jeremy snorted in laughter. He simply thought her accent was cute. Her 'very' had sounded more like 'bear-ee' and her words sounded a little chopped off.
A look of fury crossed 'Okaasan's' face next. "You can't be Elizabeth. She's seventeen."
Elizabeth's face scrunched up as she concentrated on her syllables. "I ...that!" She turned to root around in the bunny backpack that seemed familiar for some reason. He raised an eyebrow at seeming the the silver outline for what looked like a pair of wings before she had turned back around. "Otousan... father ...send this." She held out a roll of papers.
Their mother just snagged the papers out of her hands before she whirled around and stalked out in the direction of the exit.
Jeremy just smirked before he realized that Elizabeth might not see it the same way he did. He turned sharply to her...only to find her in a whispered conversation with a little boy in a similar light blue shirt. The smile crept back onto his face. Although their words were hissed back and forth to each other, it was done so lovingly. He slid his hands into his pockets. It took a second for his ears to adjust to the sound. His smile froze then.
:You had better write, Ted. Or at least visit every once and awhile.:
Ted grinned at her. :Of course I plan too...: He kissed her on the forehead. :I have to go now...I'm teaching George a spell...: He squeezed her hand before he slid away into the crowd.
Jeremy pretended he hadn't heard any of that.
After all, he was still in a little bit of shock that he had his answer to one question already.
His little sis could speak to snakes.
DRASIDE
Sirius was making faces at the mirror yet when Jeremy came back with Elizabeth. She had insisted on first taking a shower and changing her clothes before she met his friends.
There had been a stunned silence and then...
"I thought you said that your sister was seventeen."
Before she could open her mouth to let loose what Jeremy assumed would be an unintelligible but amusing retort, he placed a hand on her shoulder. "It seems that she's in the same time-warp thing that we are."
Elizabeth's mouth dropped open when the others just paused and then nodded in acceptance.
Draco massaged his temples. "Do you have the mentality of a seventeen-year-old?"
Her smile turned sad. "Who in this world wouldn't?"
A few eyebrows raised.
"Couldn't you only speak Engrish a second ago."
:Shit.:
Aylene looked at her and then bopped her on the head, recognizing the hiss as a swearword. "Watch your language."
The others, minus Sirius, just watched in amusement at her flabbergasted expression.
A little boy was laughing hilariously in the trans-dimensional passageways at his girlfriends predicament.
Elizabeth wiped the expression off her face before she asked her next question softly. "Why do you think I was swearing?" :I could just be coughing.:
To everyone in the room, it was obvious that she had just said something in Parseltounge, but only one really understood what she had said.
Aylene and Draco both spoke at the same time, somehow managing to do the 'creepy twin thing'. "We hear him hiss that all the time." They pointed to Jeremy who looked surprised at being caught.
Aylene continued on. "If he says anything with a purr in his voice, I can somewhat understand it."
Draco then took his little turn. "And we've already decided that Jeremy is this world's Potter."
Elizabeth's eyes widened. "Oh."
Sarah brushed her wavy hair out of her eyes. "Now what was this about Engrish?"
Elizabeth blushed. "I didn't like how Mother...felt?...so I wanted to piss her off. I may have... exaggerated my accent just slightly." She brushed her fingers at her skirt. "Will I live close to here?"
Draco sighed. "Everyone else does." He pointed to Sarah. "She, her boyfriend, and his sister all live in the apartment across the hall." Pointing to Jeremy, "He lives next door." Now to Sirius, "He's a new acquisition, but he'll probably have to live here."
Sirius was still making faces in the mirror.
Sarah sighed before she threw a pillow at his head.
He ignored it.
Rolling her eyes, she turned back to Elizabeth. "So you find none of this, in the slightest bit, remotely odd?"
Elizabeth leveled a mild glare at her. "I speak to snakes, my boyfriend is currently in between worlds right now, and I'm trapped within an eleven year old body. Would anything seem weird after that?"
Aylene gave a sad smile. "I suppose not."
"Now," Jeremy purred, "my only question is this: Who was it that you were speaking Parseltounge with?"
Elizabeth's eyes widened before she let out another low hiss.
:Oh shit.:
And the previously laughing boy had gone silent and pale.
NA'SIDE
The little redhead rolled his shoulders he got out of bed, hardly wincing at the cracks that filled the room. Slowly, and much too wary, he stood from the bed and padded over to where the dresser that he shared with his broth--himself--sat. He dug around his pockets and brought out only four of the little circular light flares that he always carried around and the flare gun.
With a sigh, he set both down to rest inside the bottom drawer, knowing the other wouldn't look in it. The other was way too carefree.
He then stood, trying to relax back into this atmosphere, the magic warring greatly with his senses. He froze, and ran his tounge along his canine teeth.
He could hear someone on the landing.
He quickly tugged the caps off his teeth, not sparing a second to lament the loss of the edge they had given his senses.
Instead, he tugged the Hikari uniform shirt over his head and tugged on a pajama shirt. He had just gotten the drawer closed when the door was opened.
Fred Weasley gave an easy smile to him. "Where'd you go, mate? I just checked a second ago and you weren't here." Not waiting for the frown to form on the otherwise identical face, he continued. "C'mon then. Otherwise we'll be late for breakfast. You know we're going to Diagon Alley today."
Fred then dragged George out of the room and into the busy life of a Weasley. All thoughts of the Hikari and Morumaru were pushed to the back of his mind for many years, only floating back in bits and pieces, half remembered and forgotten again just as easily.
After all, what is a dream with with proof of being real, if the proof is lost and forgotten?
FROST FEATHERS
Frost pushed the loose blue hair away from her face as she aggregatively paced back and forth. Morumaru sat on a large velvet pillow, their hands still bound by that damnable bit of string.
As one, their eyes snapped up as they got ready to tell Frost what she may or may not want to hear.
"The worlds are starting to synchronize."
Frost looked up sharply. "What? Why would they do that?"
The duet turned their heads to the side. "We think that it's because the innate magic of the planets is... sensing that the time has come for inter-dimensional traffic to be easier."
Frost gave an owl-like squawk before she calmed herself and asked her next question. "How much time do we have?"
Morumaru paused for a second. "We sent Lovely back. He's now to start Hogwarts. That gives us... six or seven years to work with."
Frost tilted her head. "'Lovely'?"
"Yes. George Warner, we think his name is. He originally came from this world, but was thrown to One." Both of their outside hands moved to brush their hair behind their ears, though only the strands of the brunette's hair were out of place. "We are still searching for the reason why."
Frost shuffled a little uncomfortably, remembering the child's hollow eyes.
They continued as if nothing had happened at all. "On the eve of going to Hogwarts for the first time, Lovely was thrown back to almost the exact time that he was taken from. The 'Other Him' noticed the change but manged to bring back who Lovely had been before." They flipped their outside hands, almost as if waving the matter away. "At least attitude wise. Lovely never forgot his training." Their eyes had a dark sort of glimmer to them.
Frost suppressed a shiver. "Don't you feel bad for it," she snapped.
The duet gave a sad smile. "We did what we had to, to insure that he would make it back. His well-being was the only thing we had to think of."
Frost, though still not liking it, couldn't deny that what had motivated their ambitions had been pure. In fact, most of their reasons were.
Then again, what else could you expect from Third-Reverse and the one that complemented her?
Frost sighed, running her hands through her hair again. "Then what are you planning to do with Drace then?"
They sighed. "Originally, we had just planned on turning him against Once... but then with the attack..." Their voice trailed off before they gave yet another sigh and reached for the set of tea cups that sat on either side of them.
Frost gave a nod. "I spoke with Ice before I came over here today. He said that our little non-named Side is now under the care of her brother."
Morumaru tilted their heads to the side. "Oh?" They took a sip of tea.
Frost watched carefully with slightly hooded eyes as she spoke. "Yes. Her brother is Jeremy Porter." On seeing no recognition at the name, she continued. "He is friends with Drake Mallory."
The brunette's tea cup fell and shattered on the ground, staining her white, flowing dress.
DRASIDE
Elizabeth's eyes flickered rapidly back and forth, trying desperately to find something to divert their attention to.
Draco snagged her chin, recognizing the tactic. His sliverish eyes bored into her hazel ones. "Not going to happen. Now tell up." He let go.
She fidgeted then finally spoke. "He's my boyfriend."
Jeremy snorted. "I guessed as much." He leveled a look at her. "You know what I mean. How come he could speak to snakes too?"
He ignored the sudden intakes of breath around them. His gaze stayed steady on her.
She bit her lip before she spoke, purposefully sticking with Parseltounge. :He's the only good version of Voldemorte in the number set.:
He arched an eyebrow. She knew what ballpark they were playing in then, but what was the 'number set'?
"Are you sure?"
She understood that his use of English meant that he had to be sure to use English too, if only to include the rest. Her eyes lit as she moved her left hand in front of her nose. "Our magic connects."
Draco let one light eyebrow raise. "Soulmates then?" Rare, but possible.
Elizabeth seemed to wilt at this. "Not quite." She pouted. "Close enough to allow us to create a mental bond though..."
Draco nodded. "So he learned Parseltounge from the link then?"
She froze. She didn't want to lie, but telling the truth in this situation might be bad.
Jeremy gave a disconcerning smile. "That would have to be the case, right?" The look he sent at Elizabeth told her that they were going to go in depth with this later by themselves. He was only covering her ass for now.
To her credit, she opened her mouth to protest--before she saw a sheet of paper on the table, the Hikari brand printed on the bottom.
Her eyes went wide. "You lot are trying to join the Hikari?"
TBC
(yawn) I'm tired. I think this chapter turned out alright. Only 2311 words. Thats a bit over twice what I usually write in one chapter. Anyone surprised by what was revealed in this one? The 'number set' that Elizabeth refers to is the 'set' of worlds that are connected and can be accessed 'easily' by the inter-dimensional passageways--the same ones that George used to first find Ted and then make his way to One. I hope that none of this has gotten confusing. If you become confused, just say so in a review and I'll try to answer your question unless it reveals a specific part of the plot. (ie, asking who the little boy was vs asking if the little boy was George.)
Sorry about the late update. I still had dreams of competing in Nanowrimo.
-Glue

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