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Love Conquers All	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1518 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-6
And so it begins...
Albus had retired to his room for the day and was reading a novel written by a muggle writer. He had always been fascinated by muggle fantasy novels. He was so engrossed in the story that he did not hear the door being opened. It was a couple of minutes later that he realized that he was sitting in his shirt and boxers in front of Marcus. His eyes were positively predatory as trailed over his legs and Albus accioed his pyjamas to put them on. All the while, Marcus leaned against the wall and looked at his face with a weird expression on his face.
"What are you doing in my room at this time. It's quite late, if you haven't noticed." He snarled at the boy who was standing very causally, a soft smile on his face and his arms crossed on his chest as he stared at him.
"I wanted to speak to you." Marcus whispered, his back against the wall and his hands deep in his pockets.
"Then have the decency to knock. Just because I am friendly with you, it does not mean that I would let you sleep with me. I noticed the way you kept on leering at me in Hogsmeade." He snapped at the boy and pointed his chin towards the door, having taken a firm stance with crossed arms and angry eyes "Get out and knock the next time you need to speak to me."
Marcus extended his hands in defeat, a smile on his face "I apologise but I did knock. It seems that you were too engrossed in your book."
"You couldn't have waited till morning." Albus sighed deeply and then started speaking again "Look, Marcus, to be very frank, I am in love with Scorpius and you have to stop hitting on me like this. I abhor all these flirtations. I am not with him but that does not give you a chance to hit on me."
"I am not flirting with you. I am not hitting on you. I am just trying to be a friend. Is that so wrong? No one is really interested in talking to me at this place." His visitor muttered in an irritated voice and if he had wanted to gain Albus's sympathy, it worked because Albus was feeling sorry for him.
"Just remember to knock next time onwards, okay. I am not very fond of surprises." Albus said softly with a smile that grew and turned into a grin.
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Marcus stared at Albus's grin, completely taken by the beauty of the boy. He did not want o be attracted to the boy but he was. Albus was supposed to be a means to an end. Marcus was here because the first phase of his plan had begun. It was not because he wanted to be with him.
"Come on. Let's go for a walk. The weather is entirely too wonderful to remain inside." The green eye boy grabbed his cloak enthusiastically and looked at him. He was still looking at Albus in something akin to frustration, though it must not have been evident from his face.
"Okay. Let's go."
They walked out in comfortable silence. Marcus's hands were in his pockets and Albus was rubbing his hands to keep them warm.
"Why don't you just wear gloves or put your hands in your pockets." He asked, curious to know his answer.
Albus shrugged and muttered "No particular reason." but his eyes flashed with something for just a second and Marcus had just opened his mouth but Albus cut him off "Don't press."
He just nodded in acceptance and muttered "Okay. So tell me about Hogwarts."
He was very surprised when Albus asked him abruptly "Did you put Hugo under imperious?" and then stopped to face him with a very serious expression on his face. Marcus was so surprised when he felt the urge to spill everything to the boy in front of him. It was completely impractical and not to mention, very dangerous for his plans. For a moment, he wondered whether Albus had him imperioused but he decided against it. The green eyed boy was simply not that kind of a person. He was even more surprised when he realized he did not want to lie to him but he had to.
"Of course not. I did not even know that he was under imperious. It kind of disappoints me. The only friend that I had was under imperious." Marcus replied in a sad voice.
He was nowhere near sad, though. He was, in fact, proud of himself. He had managed to keep Hugo Weasley under Imperious for around two years. No one had managed this before, except for his own father perhaps. He had forced him to tell Marcus everything there was to know about the Potters and the Weasleys. Of course the boy did not know anything about Malfoys. The most beautiful thing was that Hugo did not even remember who had cursed. He would have laughed out loud, if Albus were not present with him. As it was, he masked his face and looked at Albus with melancholic eyes.
"Well, I could be your friend that is if you want." Albus Severus Potter, the heir to the Great Harry James Potter, vanquisher of his own father stuck his hand out for him and Marcus stared at it for a minute. It was really a very strange feeling. His insides had never felt so warm. No one had ever extended a hand for friendship to him. They had wanted to stick their hands inside his trousers and he had terrified them so much that they would perhaps never fuck anyone their entire life. They had wanted his money, the money that he had inherited from his parents and he had not let them manipulate him. It had been a constant war that he had fought with almost everyone who knew Lord Voldemort.
No one had ever wanted to be his friend, no one had ever looked at him with honest innocent bright eyes called him his friend and perhaps his was what made the difference. He stared at Albus's hand and took it in his and tried to smile "Friends. Yeah." and when Albus smiled brightly, so brightly that it hurt to see such honesty on his face and twinkle in his green eyes, Marcus turned his face away. He felt like breathing hard because he knew his purpose, his aim. He could not let anyone distract him from following its course and Albus's sweet and honest eyes made him want to- Marcus closed his eyes and breathed hard and deep because he couldn't let such thoughts enter his mind. He had to avenge his father's demise. He had to complete what his father couldn't. Marcus had never been attracted to many people in his life, even though he was a bi and had twice as many options. It was a bitter irony that Harry Potter's child was his undoing.
"Are you all right, Marcus?" Albus spoke and touched his forearm looked at him with vivid concerned green eyes. Marcus felt that he could get lost in them. They were so green and expressive. His feelings were clearly written in them. "Marcus. MARCUS."
"Yes. Yes I am listening. Your father would not exactly be happy with your decision to be my friend." He asked, looking into his vivid and startling green eyes.
Albus merely shrugged and started walking. Marcus hurried to keep up with the boy. "What does your shrug mean?"
"I will talk to him and I will make him understand that you are not your father, that you are not an incarnation of evil and that you deserve to live like Draco and Scorpius even if they are Lucius Malfoy's descendants." Albus spoke and shrugged again. He continued walking but Marcus's feet had frozen. He found himself so shocked that he could barely walk. No one had been able to shock him like this before. People and their reactions were fairly easy to read. Albus had not even bothered to ask him or check his true intentions.
Only when Albus realized that Marcus was still frozen somewhere behind him, did he back towards him and look at him with soft eyes "You are not, are you, like your father I mean?" and Marcus continued looking at him. He had learned to mask his emotions so well that perhaps Albus could not read his emotions or maybe he misinterpreted his face.
"No. Of course not." Marcus muttered and breathed and smiled or tried to smile but Albus had already turned and started walking again. Alarming bells were ringing in his mind because of his lie to Albus. This was new. He had lied thousand times before with no particular consequence.
"Keep up Marcus. Come on." He teased Marcus and Marcus hurried towards the boy after shaking himself from his stupor.
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Albus was confused as to what was going on in his head, so he decided to ask him, when he arrived at his side "What's the matter with you. You looked all frozen and shocked."
"Everyone who knew my identity expected me to be like my father. The fact that I do look like father's younger self does not help matters." He replied bitterly.
Albus huffed in annoyance "Sometimes you have to ignore people. Scorpius had to do it all the time. People hate his grandfather so much even though Lucius had changed so much after the war." Marcus stopped abruptly and looked at him with an indescribable emotion on his face.
"It's getting late. We must sleep now. I have to shop for some school robes and a robe for formal occasion so I have to wake up early tomorrow." Marcus changed the topic and started towards the house.
Albus sighed and started "Marcus, you can't ignore it forever. I know it must have pinched you. They were pretty rude today."
Marcus did not speak anything. He kept his face straight ahead and his hands deep in his pocket and increased his pace.
"Marcus. Wait. You are walking too quickly." He yelled but Marcus just increased his pace instead of slowing down. He held his forearm and forced him to stop and turn towards him. His eyes were angry red and Albus wondered the cause of his anger. He was surprised to feel the intensity of his anger.
Marcus yanked his arm back and snarled at him "Don't preach me, all right. I am tired and want to sleep. Will you bloody shut up for one minute?"
The sudden change in his behaviour took Albus by surprise and instead of shouting and yelling back, he crossed his arms and looked at him kindly "Why are you so furious and at whom?"
Marcus breathed deeply and closed his red eyes for a couple of seconds and when he opened them, his face bore the familiar mask again. "I apologise. It's quite late. Let us retire for the day, yes?"
Albus frowned. Marcus was really complicated to understand and he wondered why the boy always wore a mask on his face but he refrained from voicing his concern.
"Okay." He replied kindly and started towards the house beside him.
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Scorpius had just exited from the bathroom after taking his night shower when he saw Albus leaving the house with Riddle. His chest burned and his face was burning and his hands were trembling and belatedly, he found that it was anger that he felt. Why was Albus paying Riddle so much attention? Why did he bloody care? Even if he had a little fun with Riddle, so what? Scorpius had had his share of fun, hadn't he?
Initially, Scorpius had decided to retire for the day. He was in a habit of waking early but he felt and overwhelming urge to check whether Albus invited Riddle to his room for the night or not. His feet dragged his body towards the couch and he took read a magazine to pass the time.
Albus's smiling, sparkling eyes that were directed towards Riddle annoyed him to no end because Albus used to smile at him like that, only at him.
RIDDLE HAD NO BLOODY RIGHT TO STEAL HIM AWAY.
Half an hour later Albus returned with Riddle. He was rubbing his hands together to keep them warm. Why he never did put on his gloves was really beyond him. He froze and tried not to make any noise. He did not want to attract his attention. They entered silently and closed the door behind them. That was when Albus's eyes fell on him. They burned when they met his and he turned back towards Riddle.
"Walk me to my room, Marcus, won't you?" The green eyed boy whispered softly and Riddle replied "Okay."
They walked quietly and Scorpius's eyes followed them.
They were at Albus's door when it happened and it was Albus who initiated it. His room was just across from Scorpius's couch and his eyes were boring into his. Riddle was facing Albus, which meant that only his back was visible to Scorpius. Albus moved closer to Riddle and wrapped his arms around his neck. Scorpius had frozen, much like Riddle. It was obvious that Riddle had not expected Albus to take such an unexpected step.
Albus was as tall as Riddle and he looked into Riddle's eyes with soft green eyes and leaned forwards to kiss his lips. His arms were around Riddle's neck and his eyes were not closed as he kissed Riddle.
NO BLOODY RIGHT. Scorpius wanted to scream at him.
Riddle wrapped his arms around Albus's waist and Albus's eyes were boring into his. The green eyes were not soft. They had anger in them.
FUCKING HELL. Scorpius raged in the confines of his own mind and glared at Albus who continued kissing Riddle fiercly.
When Riddle held Albus's arse with his hand and pressed his groin into his and the kiss transformed from chaste to passionate, Scorpius breathed hard to stop the vicious growl from escaping his mouth. His nails were digging into the couch and his knuckles had turned white. He had never been so angry in his entire life. The kiss seemed to go on and on and on. They only stopped when Riddle pressed Albus against the wall and started kissing him hungrily.
"Marcus. Enough. Please. It's late. I have to sleep. Goodnight." Albus spoke and pecked Riddle's lips before retreating to his room and closing the door, but not before glaring at Scorpius fiercely and showing his well kissed and swollen lips.
Riddle was so dazed which was perhaps the reason he did not notice Scorpius walking towards him with vengeance in his eyes.
"Riddle." He growled and Riddle's eyes cleared a little. He stared at Scorpius for a few seconds and joined two and two. It was obvious that he had realized everything because his eyes turned cold and dark and they bore into his own.
"What?" He drawled in a cold voice.
Scorpius breathed thrice to calm down and then drawled in a mocking voice "I hope you know that Albus was just trying to make me jealous."
"I don't care. Now get out of my way." Riddle's voice was cold when he uttered these words and Scorpius moved away for him, gazing at his retreating back.
Riddle is definitely up to something.
The next days' Prophet proved him right.
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ATTACK IN AN ORPHNAGE IN LITTLE HANGLETON
A very shocking and terrifying incident occurred last night. In Great Hangleton, an orphanage was built which was especially for Muggleborn and halfblood children, though pureblood children were taken their too. Sometime during the night, the orphanage was attacked by death eaters. No one knows the number. They stupefied the guard and matrons of the orphanage and murdered five muggleborn children using 'Avada Kedavra'. A ten year old child was found bound and gagged near the dead bodies. The next part is really horrifying.
It seems that they had left him unharmed because they wanted to show him their dark marks which were burning and wanted him to inform everyone about it. The dark mark had been all over the sky after the attack over the orphanage.
These dark marks had vanished when the Dark Lord had fallen. On interrogating Mr. Severus Snape and Mr. Lucius Malfoy, the reporter realized that their dark marks had not shown any appearance.
The aurors are trying to catch the death eaters who were responsible but have not found anything so far...
Marcus read the news and felt a smirk stretch over his face but he schooled his features when others arrived at the table and placed the newspaper on the table for Harry and Draco.
Their reactions were noticeable. The former turned completely white and latter sneered at him furiously. Nevertheless, he continued eating innocently.
"Dad, what happened?" Albus's soft voice brought Marcus's thoughts to a halt. The kiss had completely slipped his mind. Though it had been for the sake of making Malfoy jealous, he was completely aware of his own reaction to that kiss. With a jerk, he realized that his feelings for the green eyed boy must not extend further then the purpose Albus needed to serve.
He continued eating and let them discuss the article. He could practically feel three pair of boring in his skull but he did not look up at them, though he felt a twinge of something indescribable when Albus held his shoulder and defended him.
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Harry had known the boy was definitely up to something. His anger flared when Albus placed a hand on Marcus's shoulders and glared at him "Stop giving him that look dad. He is not responsible for the attack. He was with me last night when the attack must have happened."
"Albus, you -" Draco started when Albus cut him off
"Scorpius was sitting on the couch when we returned from the walk and I kissed Marcus. You can ask him." Albus glared at them furiously and for a moment, Harry's blood turned completely cold at the thought of his son keeping any kind of sexual relations with Marcus Riddle. He looked at Scorpius questioningly. His eyes were burning with hatred as he gritted his teeth and nodded. The nod answered his unspoken question and Draco spoke in a highly alarmed voice "Albus, you have to be careful with this boy. Your anger at Scorpius is making you take hasty decisions."
"Mr. Malfoy, look-"
"ENOUGH." Harry's voice boomed and everyone fell silent at once. He squeezed Draco's thigh and spoke softly "Draco please have breakfast. We will talk about his later."
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