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Moestitia Liberi	By : DarkestTempest Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 6884 -:- 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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Author's note: I wanted to thank those of you who emailed me and as such followed this story to this site. I'm terribly sorry that it's not up at HPfandom any more. So you know, I don't think I'll be posting anything there any more. Aside from the X-posting getting on my nerves, I don't want to be a problem for any other authors over there. But enough about that, moving on to the story.

"My sister, Aurora Riddle, formally known as Hermione Granger," The gobsmacked looks on the Slytherins faces was absolutely priceless. Aurora couldn't help but chuckle at them.

"Relax, no one knew and it's not any of our faults," Aurora assured them. She glanced at her brother and saw his glazed look. He was staring straight at Draco. She elbowed him in the side so he would pay attention to what was going on. He shot her a quick smile when he realized why she'd done that. She looked back at the Slytherins and saw the look in Blaise's eyes. He knew what they were. "You've had one in your family, haven't you?"

"Yes. He was the last of your kind, before the two of you obviously. His name was Gabriele and he was my great grandfather. He was the Viscus Poena Parvulus."

"He had long white hair, didn't he?" Aurora asked.

"You've met him?" Blaise seemed shocked.

"We met all of the others before us. He was the first to speak to us and begin answering our questions."

"Wait, what?" Damian looked confused.

"The one who spoke to us, the physical pain child, his name was Gabriele and he's Blaise's great grandfather."

"He's why my mother is the way she is. He stressed to all of his children and they to theirs, to do anything they could to secure their own happiness. Money makes my mother happy," he shrugged.

"I'm confused," Pansy stated.

Aurora nodded to Blaise and he answered. "Damian and Aurora are Moestitia Liberi. I just don't know which."

"Poena and scientia."

"Pain and knowledge," Aurora and then Damian filled in for him. Blaise nodded, accepting this fact. He locked eyes with Damian.

"I won't apologize to you for any pain I may have caused you, directly or indirectly, simply because I don't think that's what you want. I know, from what my grandfather told me about his father, that Gabriele hated people apologizing for things they had done to him. It made him think that they thought that if they apologized he wouldn't be angry at them. If you want to be angry at me, there's nothing I can do to stop you." Blaise shrugged, though he looked slightly concerned about whether or not Damian would hurt him.

When Damian tried to catch his sister's eye, she looked away. He knew this was a choice he would have to make without her then. "I'm not mad at you, Blaise. I'm not mad at any of you, really," he looked at Draco, Pansy, and Theo. "If it weren't partly for you guys, I wouldn't be this way and I wouldn't have the strength and power to defeat Dumbledore. So really, I suppose I should thank you for it. But I don't think I'm quite ready to do that either."

Aurora grinned at him, proud of his choice to not hold a grudge against these Slytherins even though he could and would have a good reason to. She looked down as she felt a familiar brush against her legs. "Crookshanks? How did you get here?" She bent to pick up her cat. Hovering some what akwardly in the doorway, was Remus Lupin and his husband, Bill Weasley-Lupin. "Guess that answers my question. You may as well come all the way in."

They both did but stayed removed from the rest of the group. Bill locked eyes with his brother Charlie. Some sort of question and answer must have past between them because a small smile flashed across Bill's face. There was something he knew about Charlie that Aurora didn't. This bothered Rory more than she would admit to anyone but her brother. She'd been harboring a crush on the older wizard for nearly a year now. And he wasn't the only one she had her eye on. But that she hadn't even admited to Damian, though she thought he suspected.

Tom seemed to understand Remus' hesitation. "Of course you will resume the same role you had before, if it is what you wish. I know Narcissa could use the company when the rest of us are gone. As may your husband, if it is what he wishes." Relief spread across Remus' features.

Narcissa rushed over to Remus and the two of them started speaking rapidly in French. Aurora listed as the words started out by making no sense to her, then the ones she caught made sense, and finally she could keep up with them as if she'd been speaking the language her entire life. "That was weird," Damian had gone through the same thing, apparently.

"What was?" Remus asked.

Once again, Aurora and Damian explained what they are. "And so we listened as everything you just said slowly made sense to us. It was strange," Aurora finished. "I'm still confused though, Granddad. What did you mean by what you said to Remus?"

"Just like Narcissa, he has always stayed behind whenever anyone else has a mission or something. He prefers to stay out of the thick of things," Sirius explained after an exchanged look with Tom.

The Riddle twins nodded. Aurora spotted George and Fred leaning slightly toward each other, thinking. She nudged her brother. "What are you two thinking about?" They asked.

"Pranking ideas. We are supposed to be dead, after all," they answered, devious smiles on their faces.

"Very true," Aurora and Damian nodded, thoughtful looks on their faces. "Let us know what you decide to do."

"We will."

"That's just creepy," Bill stated.

"Thank you," both sets of twins answered together.

"Come, dinner should be ready by now." Tom led the entire group to the dining room where they all sat to eat.

After dinner, everyone was shown where their rooms would be. Draco, Pansy, Blaise, Theo, and Aurora gathered in Damian's room. "I still don't completely understand. I mean, I have vague memories of you two from when we were kids so I do understand why my parents are the way they are. But I still don't get why you would turn your back on everything you believe just because of an Inheritance like this," Draco admitted.

"It's not the Inheritance. At least not completely. I haven't felt right for a few years now, kind of like I knew something was wrong. And I was led to believe that it was my granddad who killed my parents when really it was Dumbledore who did it. We both found out the truth through memories of other people, and a few of our own, as soon as we came into our Inheritances."

"The Grangers had just told me two days before mine and Omen's birthday," out of the corner of her eye, Aurora could see Damian grin at the nickname, "that I was adopted. They had no idea who my real parents were. And then, I got a letter from our mother in the care of Gringotts telling me the truth. I went straight to Damian after that," Aurora shrugged.

"I wonder who else Dumbledore has fucked with then. I mean, he killed your parents and managed to convince everyone that it was really our Lord, even both of you. And then he made everyone forget about both of you, from what I've been able to gather, so who else has he fucked with?" Pansy wondered aloud.

"Neville," Aurora and Damian's eyes were wide as they stared at each other. "Thanks, Pansy. We'll be back," they shot up and hurried to find Bellatrix.

"What's wrong? Has something happened?" Bella asked frantically, seeing them both run for her.

"Your trial, do you remember it, Bella?" Damian asked.

"Yes. But that wasn't us. I remember that Lily and Alice had been friends in school and she made us swear to keep away from them," Bella's eyes widened as she realized what the twins were talking about. "He didn't! That horrible, vile man! What now?"

"Now, we have to find Neville and tell him the truth. Hopefully he'll believe us," Aurora stated.

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Neville Longbottom approached the gates to Hogwarts to speak to the Headmaster. As he walked through the grounds, he remembered the moment when he'd made the decision to come here.

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The day after his birthday, Neville sat beside his window thinking about his parents as he usually did around his birthday. This was different than his usual musings though. Normally, he would spend the time cursing the Lestranges in his head or wondering how anyone could be that cruel. This time, he was thinking about a dream he'd had.

In his dream, Dumbledore had visited his family just after the Potters had been killed, from what he could tell. Dumbledore was telling his parents that he had to take Neville away to give him proper training. Then, his mother said something very strange.

"My son is going no where with you, old man. If the Potters are dead it is by your hand, not Voldemort's!" She'd shouted. Dumbledore had sworn under his breath, immobilized his parents, and tortured them into insainity. He then turned his wand on baby Neville.

"We can't have you growing up remembering that, now can we?" The old man had sighed and intoned two spells. "Obliviate! Velieris Vox!"

Neville had shot straight up in his bed, breathing hard after that dream. He had no idea what the second spell had meant or even what it had done as there were no noticable effects. He'd decided that he would speak to Dumbledore when he had the chance.

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"Ah, Neville, my boy. How good it is to see you. What do you need today?" The Headmaster greeted him in the Entrance Hall.

"I need to speak to you, sir. Alone, if that's alright."

"Of course, my boy. Let's go to my office, shall we?"

Author's note: That really is a horrible place to leave off, isn't it? Oh well, such is life. Snakelette, I don't know if you've found this story here instead of HPfandom yet or not but I feel I should tell everyone else that I'm using her idea for Hermione's pairing. To those of you who didn't want Severus, I'm sorry but he's part of it. Final note, I may not be able to update very often. I'm having family issues right now. Sorry, but that's the way my life is right now. I will continue to write though, I swear it. And I'll tell you what the second spell is in the next chapter. Or rather, Aurora will. BTW, there's a fun link on my profile page if you wanna check it out. -Bella

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