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The Fallen Sakura Petal	By : corsochan Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 15480 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
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Author: HatefulRodeo

Story: The Fallen Sakura Petal

Notes: Still in Harry's POV. More plot to come for you so enjoy but I promise slash will come in time. Enjoy Lovelies!

Previously:

With Harry and her looking after Draco she didn't need to worry about his wellbeing because she knew they would get through this together. Narcissa finally had her baby back with her, and a very good friend and powerful ally in Lord Harry James Potter-Black.

The rest of the night was spent pleasantly retelling stories to Draco about his childhood, his time at Hogwarts and answering any other questions Draco had. It warmed her heart to hear the sounds laughter and joy in the Manor again, for too long the halls had been still, quiet and cold.

Narcissa went to bed that night after Harry had taken his leave, and Draco retired to his suite, feeling like everything was finally coming back together after so long, it was a feeling she hadn't felt since the Dark Lord's return.

~~~~~~~***********Chapter 9**********~~~~~~

Harry wandered around Number 12 Grimmauld Place on Sunday; the Potter Lord was having a hard time sitting still, it was now two days since they had foud Draco at the brothel. Harry wanted to get Ron and Seamus' trial underway as soon as possible.

The sooner those two arseholes were punished the sooner Draco could begin healing; he knew that Draco was doing well and trying to present a strong front to his mother and him, but Harry could see the pain in those stormy grey eyes.

That remembered pain sent a wave of anger and sadness through the young Lord; no one should have that kind of pain especially someone who didn't deserve it. Sighing Harry walked to the floo in his study, and called Kingsley at his home.

After calling for his older friend for a good minute or so Harry disconnected the call, and tried to reach Kingsley at his office. It wasn't unheard of for Kingsley to work on weekends if there was a lot going on in the Ministry.

When the call connected Harry called Kingsley's name, hearing the deep voice of the Minister of Magic calling him to come through. Harry obliged him, and within moments he was stepping out into Kingsley's office.

Harry moved to take a seat in front of Kingsley's large desk, waiting for his friend to speak. "I compared the magical signatures recovered from Madam Alice and Draco. As sick as it makes me to admit this they matched to Ronald Weasely and Seamus Finnegan.

I have no doubt they were the ones to kidnap Mr. Malfoy, and that they were the ones to tamper with his and Madam Alice's memories. Once we complete the stakeout on the Post Box in Hogsmeade their arrest warrants, and anyone else who has aided them will be drawn up.

Once the warrants are signed Aurors that I trust will be dispatched to take them into custody where they will be charged with several serious crimes. I would list them, but unfortunately the list if rather long as will be the time they spend in Azkaban."

Harry nodded and smiled in grim satisfaction; he had no pity for the two soon to be ex-Aurors. They had acted against the laws of their world and would be punished in accordance to those violated laws.

Harry didn't think the punishment imposed would ever be good enough, what they did to Draco was unforgivable to Harry. Ron and Seamus should be glad that Harry didn't challenge them to a Wizard's Duel; that would be a legally sanctioned fight to the death.

Taking a calming breath Harry inquired on the status of the marked money bag that was delivered to Hogsmeade. "It was sent this morning with the appropriate spells. Hopefully Ron and Seamus will be too greedy to be careful. I'm not confident they will go to retrieve the marked money."

Harry snorted; "Kingsley never underestimates greed or stupidity; they will show up to collect their dirty money." Kingsley nodded and both men fell into silence as they contemplated what would happen next.

"I want Ron and Seamus' trial to be closed to the press and public. Draco has been through enough without the entire wizarding world knowing he was a forced whore for six months." Harry spoke in a tone that broke to arguements.

"I agree. The last thing I want to do is make this harder on the Malfoys than it already has been. I'm truly disgusted by those two. I would have thought they would know that revenge is never the answer."

Harry nodded sadly in agreement to Kingsley's words. It truly was sad that two people he had once thought to be good friends could stoop and do something this low. Sighing Harry stood, and bid his friend goodbye; he had to get to Malfoy Manor Draco was having another part of his memory unblocked.

Harry wanted to be there to support the blonde man and his mother since prior business had kept him away yesterday; Narcissa had been wonderful through this whole mess. The emerald eyed man shuddered to think what would have happened had Narcissa not contacted him, or published that article in the Prophet.

Grabbing the floo powder next to the hearth Harry threw it into the floo, and called for Malfoy Manor adding in the password to gain admittance through the wards.

Soon he was stepping out and into the Malfoy's receiving room; an elf was waiting for him, and Harry wondered how they always knew when someone was there. Pushing the inconsequential thoughts out of his mind Harry followed the little creature through the rambling Manor.

Finally they reached a dark wooden door on the second floor, the little elf knocked and popped away. The door opened a few moments later and Narcissa Malfoy smiled when she saw Harry standing there.

"Harry please come in. Healer James and Granger just finished up with Draco." Harry smiled, making his way over to the bed where Draco was laying down with a pinched expression on his comely face.

He figured Draco was still shuffling through his regained memories; Harry smiled at Healer James and Hermione in thanks for their help. Hermione murmured something to Healer James before the older Healer packed her things, and left the finely furnished room.

Harry conjured a squashy armchair, and sat down at Draco's bedside, waiting patiently for his crush to open his eyes. About ten minutes later Draco stirred and opened his eyes; Harry felt his heart clench when he saw the sadness in those steel pools.

"I was such a prat to you Harry. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean any of it...I was just so upset that you turned down my hand when I offered you my friendship in first year." Harry grasped Draco's hand and smiled gently to the distraught man.

"It's alright I told you on Friday that I forgave you for all of it. Draco I'm your friend now, and that is what matters; not what happened all those years ago." Draco nodded but kept a firm hold on Harry's larger hand.

Harry liked the way Draco's pale small hand looked in his larger tanned one. Butterflies began to flutter in Harry's gut, the Potter Lord crushed them ruthlessly; now was not the time to let his emotions rule him, Draco needed him.

Draco smiled and relaxed onto his large bed; still holding Harry's hand. "Draco, Narcissa, Mione I have news from Kingsley." All three occupants of the room made themselves comfortable.

When everyone was situated Harry relayed everything Kingsley had told him just a little while ago. Draco spoke first, breaking the silence; "So no one but the two defendants, legal counsel, witnesses and the Wizengamot will know what happened to me?"

Harry smiled before answering in the affirmative, Draco smiled with gratitude; "Thank you both for that. I'm not ashamed of what happened to me, but it would feel like a gross breach of my privacy if half of our world knew what I had been put through."

Hermione spoke then; "I agree, and I'm happy that you know none of this was your fault in anyway. The only blame lies with the beasts that did this to you." Everyone agreed mentally with Hermione's words; they were after all true.

Wanting to lift the heavy vibe in the room Harry asked Draco how much of his memory Healer James had unblocked this time. Draco smiled, answering that he remembered up until his second year at Hogwarts.

Harry was happy for the smaller male; Harry's life may not have been perfect, but it was his, and he would be bloody pissed if someone tried to take his memories away from him.

A house elf popped in bringing Harry out of his thoughts, the little elf looked nervous but spoke in a squeaky little voice; "Lord Potter sirs there be a Minister Shacklebolt in the floo fors you. He says it be urgent Lord Potter sir."

Harry nodded, before standing he placed a kiss to the top of Draco's slender hand, causing Draco to blush a beautiful shade of pink across his cheeks and nose. Harry stood, bid farewell to Narcissa and Hermione, and followed the elf out of the room.

They quickly made their way back to the receiving room; Kingsley's bald head was hovering in the hearth. Harry noticed the Minister looked quite harassed, kneeling Harry waited for Kingsley to talk.

"Harry you need to come through now. The bag was picked up but not by Ron or Seamus...it would be better if you saw who it was who retrieved it. I will be questioning them with Auror Proudfoot; would you like to sit in?"

Harry agreed quickly, and stepped through the open floo connection when Kingsley withdrew from the green flames. As soon as he entered the Minister's office they left making their way to the Auror's office.

Harry stepped inside the almost deserted office, and thanked Merlin it was Saturday; only two teams were here on the weekend to take any calls. Less people here meant less people knew what was going with Draco's case.

Harry had no delusions, Aurors stuck together, and he knew they would tip Ron and Seamus off if they found out Kingsley and Harry suspected them in Draco's abduction. However, Harry had no issues with Proudfoot, the woman was dependable, and fair quite like the deceased Madam Bones was.

Harry walked in behind Kingsley and stopped short his whole brain shorting out when he saw Ginny Weasely sitting at the interrogation table. That fucking stupid little bitch!

Harry bit the inside of his mouth to stop himself from lunging at the red headed bitch, and ripping her to shreds the muggle way. Pushing his burning fury down until it was a simmering pool of anger in his belly. It wouldn't do to lose it now, and ruin their case against Ron, Seamus and now Ginny.

Ginny saw Harry, he almost laughed at the relieved expression that crossed her face; the little bint believed Harry was here to save her! Pity since Harry was here to see her swing for what she had done.

Auror Proudfoot left her perch on the wall, and moved toward Ginny's shackled form. The seasoned Auror grasped Ginny's hair, and forced the Veritaserum down her throat; Harry assumed Ginny had been given her rights and declined them but Harry had to be sure.

"Miss Weasely has been read her rights, correct?" Auror Proudfoot was about to answer, but Ginny cut her off; "Of course I was! I declined them seeing as I didn't do anything wrong! We deserved the money after what Malfoy did to our family."

Auror Proudfoot looked like Christmas came early; "Who do you mean when you say 'We' Miss Weasely?" Harry and Kingsley stood back and let Proudfoot do her work.

"Ron, Seamus and I. We decided to get our revenge on that disgusting Death Eater. It worked too until his mother went to the paper, and they found him where we left him. But the ferret still spent six months being fucked by the people he hates; muggleborns, half-bloods, anyone really who could afford him."

Harry almost growled, but restrained himself so he could here Proudfoot's response. "Well Miss Weasely what you did is quite serious and carries a very serious sentence...about 40 years in Azkaban.

Did you know what Ron and Seamus planned before it happened, or did you become involved after the abduction of Mr. Malfoy?" Ginny smiled a sickening smile before she answered in a happy voice that made everyone present but her sick.

"Oh yes I helped Ron and Seamus plan. I was the one who invited Malfoy out the night we took him. I wrote him a letter explaining that I wanted to make peace with him; you know let by-gones be by-gones. The stupid idiot actually believed me!

Once we left the pub it was simple for Ron to stun him and Seamus to tamper with his memory so he couldn't remember anything. Too bad his mother actually missed the waste of skin."

Proudfoot had what she needed at this point and administered the antidote to the truth serum. When the antidote took effect Ginny blanched in horror at what she had said, not because she felt guilty about what she had done to Draco. No, she was horrified that she had been caught.

Harry walked forward and leaned in close to her face, smiling a cold smile he spoke to the worthless cow in front of him; "Ginevra Weasely, you disgust me. I will do everything in my power to ruin you and your little conspirators. Enjoy Azkaban Miss. Weasely."

Ginny began to scream and flail against her bindings until Auror Proudfoot stunned her, placed a burlap bag over her head, and levitated her toward the interrogation room's metal door.

Kingsley ran a hand over his bald head, sighing in exhaustion; "Proudfoot will take her to Azkaban. Miss Weasely will be booked and held there until her trial, which will be in the next week. I do not want to draw this thing out. The arrest warrants for Weasely and Finnegan will be written and signed as soon as I reach my office.

I will owl each of them to come into my office for a meeting tomorrow, and when they arrive they will be taken into custody, questioned, and sent to Azkaban to await their trials." Harry nodded and patted his friend's shoulder.

"Thank you for all of this Kingsley. It means a lot to me and the Malfoys that you are working on this personally. Now why don't you finish up and go home for some rest; something tells me tomorrow is going to be a busy day."

Kingsley chuckled without mirth, both men made their way back to the Minister's office where Harry departed back to Malfoy Manor to update the Malfoys and Hermione if she was still there.

Harry was once again met by the same little elf when he emerged into the usual receiving room. Harry stopped and asked the elf her name, and was blown away to find out that the little elf was named Dibby, and she was Dobby's sister.

"I'm sorry for your loss. Dobby was good elf, a good friend to me and a lot of other people." Dibby nodded, her large ears flapping; "Dobby was a good house elf and Lord Potter is a good wizard. Dibby thinks that is why Dobby left to help Lord Potter. Little Master always said Lord Potter was a good wizard."

Harry was shocked once again; Draco had said he was a good wizard. Suddenly Harry realized where Dobby had heard of him from and why he came to help him in second year. His heart warmed at the thought that Draco seemed to care for him even when they were at each other's throats in Hogwarts.

Maybe Harry should have taken Draco's hand in first year when he offered his friendship to Harry. Who knows what would have happened if Harry was Draco's friend and allowed himself to be sorted into Slytherin.

Shaking his head to knock away those thoughts Harry smiled at the little elf and began walking again. Dibby left him after knocking on the same door as before; Narcissa came to the door and Harry heard Draco and Hermione speaking in light tones.

Harry entered and smiled at the sight in front of him; Hermione had taken Harry's chair by the bed, Draco was turned towards her as they spoke about Hogwarts, and their views on the subjects they had taken.

Harry snorted, calling their attention to him, trust Hermione to get into a discussion about school and homework. Narcissa smiled before taking her seat, picking up a book and began to read again.

Hermione moved into another chair so Harry could sit beside Draco's bed; when Harry sat Draco grabbed his hand and smiled a lovely smile at him. Harry couldn't stop the face splitting grin that plastered itself onto his handsome face.

"I missed you too, Draco. I have more news from Kingsley, it is a bit disturbing so bear with me." When he heard the three people in the room agree to hear him out, Harry began retelling what he had just heard and seen.

By the end Hermione was pale and shaking in suppressed anger and disgust. Narcissa was quietly seething in fury while Draco shook with pain and anger. Harry decided Draco needed him more than Mione or Narcissa, he stood and sat on the edge of Draco's bed, taking the shaking man into his arm.

Harry stroked Draco's long silky blonde hair and let the smaller man cry into his shoulder. Harry continued to murmur words of comfort to Draco until he calmed down and stopped crying.

When he became calm Draco shifted in Harry's embrace so he could see his mother and Hermione; he made no move to leave Harry's arms however. This made the Potter Lord very happy! Draco actually wanted to be held by him, it gave Harry hope that maybe he and Draco could be together after all of this.

"I can't believe Ginny would do this! What is wrong with them? How could they justify what they did? They deserve everything they get and I hope they rot in Azkaban for a very long time." Hermione's words were seconded by Narcissa.

Draco snuggled into Harry before he spoke; "I know from my memories that the Weasely family, and mine didn't get along but I would never do something like this to any of them.

Yes, I may send a harmless jinx or something at them but never anything that would seriously hurt them; it isn't in my nature to torture or hurt anyone like they did me. I just don't understand how they could hate me so much. I mean we weren't friendly but the bulk of the problems and incidents were caused by my father."

Harry tightened his arms around the former Slytherin; "I know Draco but some people can't see beyond their own revenge. They become blinded to reason and only focus on the perceived wrong done to them.

Ron, Seamus and Ginny are all to stuck in the past; the war is over. We all made mistakes, and did things we regret but I thought we had all let them go when Voldemort was finally defeated."

Narcissa sniffed but stayed silent; "I know that Harry. I also know that I wasn't the nicest of people but I really had no other choice. If I showed my true feelings my father would hurt me until I bent to his will.

I was trapped here with only mother to help and support me when father tried to brainwash me or hurt me when I didn't live up to his impossibly high pure-blood standard.

Now though I have this chance to start again and I'm taking it. I know I have a long way to go, and a lot to deal with but I want to bring the Malfoy name back to the position we enjoyed before father ruined our name. I want to meet someone and start a family. I don't care if they are muggleborn, half-blood or a bloody muggle.

I'm going to live my life to the best of my ability, honor myself and my name. I will not let what happened to me hold me down." When Draco spoke he was looking directly into Harry's soft green eyes. The grey eyed male poured all the passion in his words into his eyes, and Harry felt his heart skip a beat when Draco mentioned settling down and starting a family.

Harry only hoped that Draco was dropping a hint to him in regards to him wanting Harry in the future. The dark haired male would just have to wait and see what the future brought for them.

Settling down on the bed Draco still in his arms they began to talk of other things going on in the world; Quidditch, Hogwarts and the goings on in the Ministry. Soon the oppressive atmosphere of anger and pain left Draco's bedroom and the four of them laughed as they spoke quietly.

It is all coming together now; next chapter the trial begins.

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