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Forgiveness	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2856 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-7
Madness
As it happened, Potter proved to be a bloody persistent bastard. Two weeks had elapsed since then and Draco had not had a moment of peace. Potter would drop Albus and then to take him back. When Draco tried to talk to Albus about this, Albus spread his hands in defeat and refused to interfere.
Draco had a limit as well and his patience was wearing thin. It was getting bloody impossible to even breathe. Everybody thought that it was a bloody joke. They expected him to just forget it and move on. It was only Severus who did not ask him to do it but then the man knew his secret.
Even Scorpius had started requesting him indirectly to consider forgiving Potter.
He was missing Pansy and the woman had stopped visiting the manor long ago. He knew that she felt guilty for not having done anything that day, though she was not at fault. They had never discussed the child or his demise but Draco had seen her wet eyes whenever he had one of his hallucinations. She never asked and he never told her.
The problem was that others did not know anything. They did not know what Draco had gone through. Had it only been him who had been hurt, he would have tried to forgive the bastard and even dated him eventually. But it was not just him who had been effected.
He had tried to conceal his black fury whenever Potter faced him but his emotions had bled through and Potter was suspicious that Draco was hiding something.
To make it worse, he had nightmares daily now and he had to cast a silencing charm since he did not want Scorpius to know about them.
He would have continued to wallow in his own misery had Potter not crossed all the limits of annoyance and stubbornness. What happened next was completely Potter's fault. It had always been the git's fault.
It was only fair that he should have his share of nightmares as well and so did father. Father deserved the torture that he would go through because he was the partial reason of what happened and Draco had warned father to stay away from him.
Well, They wanted to know. Then so be it. Draco would tell them.
As you sow, so shall you reap.
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It happened on the fifteenth day. Draco had been counting days because not even a day went without nightmares now.
Cygnus was everywhere.
When he was asleep, when he was having food, when he was sleeping, when he was brewing. Cygnus's soft voice caught his attention and he turned around.
'Papa.' He hears and tries to close his ears but then the sweet voice calls him again.
'Papa' His baby is saying and Draco can hear it clearly even though his ears are closed. His baby boy is sobbing and Draco is forced to look at the child.
'Pa-' The baby hiccups 'Papa' and sobs, wiping his tears, as he turns his little blonde head to look at him with sad green eyes. Draco moves forward as if he is a blind man and his baby is his sun and that is when the baby turns completely to face him.
There is a knife in his stomach and there is blood all over, so much blood. Merlin! His baby is crying hysterically, his small hand extended towards Draco, mumbling 'Papa, hurts' and Draco is trying to move forward but to no avail. His baby bleeds to death in front of him and Draco can not do anything but kneel on his knees and cry hysterically.
Draco wanted the nightmares to go away. He wanted to forget and live in peace, if not happiness but he could not when bloody Potter was on his doorstep daily begging him give the green eyed bastard a chance.
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He woke up, his mouth open in a scream and his face streaked with tears. His hand was extended towards a baby who did not even exist.
A little baby with green eyes and blonde head, a baby who would have been dramatic like him and brave like Potter. A baby he wanted so desperately but couldn't have. He would have liked treacle tarts and would have stuck his little nose up on being teased. But their was no baby, only nightmares, endless nightmares that will turn him insane one of these days.
Why couldn't Potter just stay away from him? Had he not done enough damage already? Did he have to torment Draco like this?
He wanted to curl beneath his blanket and never get up again but he had to because life went on. Albus would be here in half an hour and Draco needed to get ready. The boy had an uncanny intuition. He looked at Draco worriedly as if he could read Draco's mind. It was frightening because sometimes Draco wanted to tell everything to him. Draco blamed this on Albus's green eyes. They were so much like his baby that Draco couldn't help but look at them helplessly.
Half an hour later found Draco in the dining room. He was having his tea and was trying to calm his raging heartbeats. The elves had prepared Treacle tart today and he did not want the tarts. Who had they prepared them for?
"Blinky" He shouted and the elf arrived, his ear bobbing up and down.
"Yes Master." He asked and Draco breathed hard, before snapping furiously at him "Why have you prepared treacle tarts?"
"Master Scorpius wanted them prepared for Master Albus."
"Why have you placed them in front of me then?" He glared at him and the elf did not shrink in fear. He had always known that elfs had a sharp intuition and the elf looked at him sympathetically before murmuring "Blinky is very sorry master and Blinky will remove them."
Now Draco was both guilty and sad. He did not like doing this. He would have something but Blinky looked at him with large and sad eyes "It's okay Master. Please be seated. The elves understand."
Draco nodded and breathed hard before settling down on his chair, waiting patiently for his breakfast.
As it happened, his breakfast was interrupted again and it was not his fault this time.
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"Are your ready Mr. Potter?" Lucius asked and Harry nodded hesitantly. He wondered if they had made a right decision.
"Harry, you must make your mind. Draco won't take it lightly." Severus muttered and Harry looked at the man very suspiciously this time "You know something, don't you? Something that I don't."
"Don't know what you are talking about." Severus muttered and Lucius beat Harry by saying "He won't tell, Mr. Potter. He has not even revealed anything to me."
Two weeks had passed and Harry had tried to earn Draco's forgiveness. He had given gifts to him. He had got on his knees and asked for his forgiveness in front their sons but nothing had worked. Two weeks had made Harry realize that their was something that Draco was hiding from him, something that he had hidden it long and only Severus knew. He had decided to talk to Lucius. As it happened, Lucius had accepted that he had been wrong and wanted Draco to forgive him but Draco wouldn't, not even after fifteen years.
Today they had gathered just outside Harry's house and were about to apparate when Harry had started having second opinions. What if he did not wish to know whatever it was.
"Let's go Mr. Potter. It's already too late. Has your son gone?" Lucius asked and Harry nodded "Yes, five minutes back." before sighing "All right. Lets go."
After another minute they found themselves at Draco's doorstep and Harry was slightly afraid of the consequence of this forced confrontation.
Harry cleared his throat and whispered indecisively, "I think that we shouldn't-"
"No, Harry. We are here now and we are going inside." It was Severus who cut him off and it was Lucius who wrung the bell.
The door opened and Harry's heart almost burst out of his throat. But then a tiny house elf answered and squeaked "How can Belly help you?" The elf looked frightened of something and Harry wondered, though he kept his mouth shut.
"We want to talk to Draco." Harry muttered and the elf shook "It is not the right time-"
"Just let us in. He is my son and we need to talk to him." Lucius spoke sternly and the elf's ears bobbed up and down before she nodded her little head and opened the door soundlessly.
"Who is at the door, Belly?" Harry heard Draco call and the elf squeaked and vanished at the spot. Harry heard footsteps and a question, "Who is it?".
No body answered though. Their was no sound except Draco's footsteps and the closing of the door by Severus.
Two seconds later, Draco appeared in front of them. The first thing Harry noticed was his eyes. They were red rimmed and their were dark circles beneath them.
The second thing Harry noticed was the black fury in Draco's eyes. He noticed the way Draco looked at him. If looks could kill, he would be dead and so would Lucius be. The man staggered back when Draco's eyes landed on him. It was like the moment had frozen in time. No body spoke even a single word. The moment was broken when Severus cleared his throat and that was also the moment when Draco's eyes landed on Severus. They glared darkly at the man as if accusing him of bringing them over here.
Harry simply stood quietly looking into Draco's eyes and waited for Lucius to say something.
"Draco," Lucius spoke and then breathed as if trying to gather courage, his eyes sad "Draco, son, we just want to know why you won't forgive us." His voice shook, thereby betraying his nervousness.
"Son. You lost that right years ago father." Draco snarled, his eyes flashing and continued "Get out before I do something really unforgivable. Get out." Draco's voice was as furious as his eyes.
Finally, Harry broke his silence and spoke very firmly "I am not leaving unless I know the reason of your anger or have your forgiveness."
Once again silence ensued throughout the room and Harry noticed Draco's breathe becoming laboured as he glared angrily at Harry and - and all of a sudden his eyes changed their course, looking at nothing in particular. They seemed to concentrate at a certain place beside him. Draco's face went through various emotions in the next three minutes.
Longing. Fear. Helplessness and agony when his mouth opened in a silent scream and his hands extended towards something only he could see. The ache in his own heart when he encountered Draco's agony was so unbearable that he was struck speechless.
He wanted to embrace Draco but he knew that Draco won't welcome it. He blinked to overcome the sting of tears in his eyes and the next thing Harry knew was that he was being strangled by Draco.
"Drac- Draco, please." He whispered and tried to remove Draco's tightening hands.
He heard urgent footsteps and noticed Scorpius and Albus walking towards them from opposite directions.
As Draco looked into Harry's eyes, Harry realized that Draco would really kill Harry if no one stopped him and Harry would at least like to know what had he done to deserve so many hatred.
"I- Drac- Please." Harry tried to speak but couldn't. Draco was tightening his hold around Harry's throat and Harry tried to remove the man's hands helplessly.
"Draco." He heard a voice and realized that it was Severus's "Draco, it was not completely his fault. Leave him."
"It was completely his fault and I will kill him today, Severus and you shouldn't have brought father with you. He was also a reason. You know he was." Draco spoke furiously, all the while glaring into Harry's eyes and Harry's hands enclosed around Draco's hands which were pressing around his neck and now Harry was losing breathe.
"He just has to torment me. It was not enough that he-"
"Mr. Malfoy, please leave him-"
"Father stop."
"Draco. It's enough. Stop." Lucius said and their combined force was still not enough to deter Draco.
"I asked him to stay away but did he listen to me. NO HE DID NOT. Always tormenting me. I WILL KILL HIM LIKE HE KILLED HIM."
"HE DOES NOT EVEN KNOW DRACO. IT IS COMPELETELY IRRATIONAL. STOP THIS NONSENSE THIS VERY MOMENT." Severus barked and Draco did not stop. Harry was sure that he would die. Draco was looking at him crazed and merciless eyes. With a jerk, Harry realized that something had happened, something that had accumulated so much fury inside Draco and Harry had never felt so guilty in his entire life.
Then, very suddenly Draco stopped and spun around. Harry rubbed his neck and stared. Draco walked silently. It was like looking at a dying man and Harry wanted to know the reason of Draco's agony so very desperately.
"Draco. Where are you going?" Harry asked in a strangled voice and everyone simply stared at Draco in silent confusion.
"Draco." Harry repeated but received no answer.
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