Draco's Time | By : knj4k4 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11363 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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An: this chapter is probably the last one I'll post this week. I will be busy this weekend so...sorry. read slowly.
Chapter 7 Christmas break
Harry’s suspicion of Quirrell was cemented by a trip to visit Hagrid. For reason’s Draco simply couldn’t comprehend Harry enjoyed spending time with the oaf in his hovel. Draco only went with him once, and when that turned into a shouting match never returned.
Harry’s visit ended sooner then normal and as soon as Harry found him, he explained why. Hagrid had a dragon, he got it at a pub by a nameless man who he’d told the way to get past the three headed dog guarding something in the forbidden corridor.
Draco shook his head, he’d forgotten about the dragon incident. At least this time there was no way he’d be in the forbidden forest.
Draco, on Harry’s pleas, blackmailed Hagrid into getting rid of the beast. Draco was fond of dragons and so knew a few handlers personally. One of them came to get the dragon the oaf named, Norbert. Harry wasn’t fond of his methods and didn’t speak to him for two whole days. Draco told Hagrid that if he didn’t let the dragon go, Draco would go above Dumbledore, directly to the board through his father. The threat appealed to the oaf’s loyalty to Dumbledore and Hagrid gave up without much of a fight. Draco wouldn’t have done it. He didn’t need to owe his father anything, which is why Harry spoke to him after only two days.
Those two days were rather long, and the Slytherins and Ravenclaws picked up on it immediately, which had been Harry’s doing; glaring at his back during meals and cursing Draco under his breath. It was intentional and meant to add to Draco’s discomfort.
When his ‘punishment’ was over, Harry forgave him and the not so subtle jibes stopped after a week.
All of this did however give Draco an idea for his original spell. He ended up creating a tracking spell, with Harry’s help. It was low powered, so anyone could cast it, but difficult to detect because it hid in the natural aura of magic a wizard produced. It was a crafty little spell and Draco was rather proud of it. He called it the Locator charm. It had two parts, two incantations. The first was used to stick the charm on the person or object one wished to track, and the second created a green line of light, that only the caster could see, that led from the wand that originally cast the spell through the shortest distance to the person or object. It had to be the original wand because it used an aspect of prio incante and needed the residue from the first part to locate the object.
It had its quirks. For instance, once the second incantation was spoken the green line wouldn’t disappear until the wand tip touched the person or object. This prevented the caster from performing other spells once the second incantation is announced and was therefore good for stealth but not good for quick action. That the incantation only ended once the wand touched the person or object, alerted the target person to the caster’s presence.
It wasn’t exactly what he had in mind, but it was original and would get him a good grade without alerting them to his true power. It also wasn’t really transfiguration. Its reception was unexpected. McGonagall and Flitwik were astounded that he created an original spell and tested it frequently. They were so happy he created something original that they ignored its lack of Transfigurational properties.
The independent project put together by Snape, Sprout, and Sinistra was to alter one of the potions they’d worked on so far in Potions class by changing during what Astrological event a plant was harvested.
It took considerably more research and took up plenty of Draco’s time. He certainly felt challenged and eventually turned in the paper with complete instructions for an altered potion, but no way to actually create said potion.
Draco theorized that if one was to harvest asphodel during a new moon on Halloween, and use that in the Drought of Living Death along with the addition of jasmine between the addition of sonophorous bean and the thirteen counter clockwise turns, one would have pleasant dreams of their dead loved ones.
Since it was just an unproven theory he did not get as good a grade, though he got full points for his through research.
Draco and Harry spent Christmas apart each searching for any mention of Nicholas Flamell. Hagrid had slipped the name when Harry was pestering him which had annoyed Draco. He’d not planned on Harry deciding to actually go after the stone. Neither boy saw fit to include Longbottom or Granger in their project. It was somehow personal and the involvement of the other two felt wrong. Of course Draco didn’t actually spend the break looking for Nicholas Flamell, he knew who the man was but didn’t have the proof. If push came to shove then he’d just tell Harry that Uncle Sev told him.
Instead Draco spent Christmas break working on his plans. His first priority was keeping Harry from needing to return to his horrible relatives. That meant freeing Black.
Draco knew from his experience sending letters to his crazy aunt that he could send objects to Black as long as they were small. He could free the man, but it would do Harry no good if Black was stuck in St. Mungo’s. Instead, Draco sent him a password protected box with a trunk like Harry’s, with kitchen and bathroom and bed, stalked it with enough food for a year and sent it to the man with a note.
Mr. Black
If you solemnly swear, you may appreciate this box.
Draco felt that if the mutt couldn’t figure that out, then he didn’t deserve to open it. The rest of that plan would need to be enacted at Hogwarts.
The knowledge the voices gave him was invaluable. His magic was not quite up to snuff but it was enough to apparate so Draco traveled to Little Hangleton and got rid of ‘bone of the father’, grandfather, great grandfather. He didn’t want Harry to be kidnapped or to have the death of that Diggory over his head. Instead Draco had a plan. Draco didn’t have all the details worked out since he planned to capture Wormtail but it went something like this.
-Tell Quirrell that he was trying to find
a way to bring back Harry’s parents
for his independent project
-Voldemort would be curious
-Draco would give him his notes complaining
that it would only work if the soul wasn’t dead
Draco wasn’t completely sure about this plan. It would speed things up. The first time Voldemort had used two whole years to grow stronger after he was cast out of Quirrell’s body.
His back up plan was:
-free Crouch Jr. glammored as someone else
-let it slip that Voldemort was floating around and where
-while letting Jr. heal, let plans be found
This was a better plan, but it had more risks. Draco wasn’t sure if he should include Harry in these things. It was his destiny after all.
Draco’s plans had been put together in the first life. He’d been trying to find a way for Harry to change his body into whatever he wanted so he could hide after Voldemort was killed. Draco was certain, that coupled with the knowledge the voices gave him about Horcruxes, he could adapt it for Voldemort and put a few weaknesses in it.
That done he then apparated to the old Gaunt house and assessed the wards. He knew that Dumbledore had gotten into this place alone and it was his consuming desire for the ring that held the horcrux that caused his death. Dumbledore had put on the ring and it had cursed him. He’d been unable to get to Severus fast enough and within a matter of weeks the curse consumed his entire body.
The wards on the Gaunt place were simple and easy to break so Draco did so and then immediately apparated to a hill overlooking it. As he suspected, it had been a trap and waited the curses out and then blasted the inferi from afar. After fifteen minutes of no action Draco walked closer. At the front door Draco again assessed the building. There were no wards on the outside but Draco felt another trap.
He threw a rock in the door and then when that produced no result he threw a magically conjured animal in. The animal was consumed by the floor when it landed.
Draco threw in three more animals before he figured out what the spell was and determined that he could, in fact, counter it. He cast Aguamenti and then a freezing charm. The bunny he conjured caused no reaction as it slid across the ice floor. Draco cast a charm that poured earth from his wand instead of water and stepped in the house, ready to apparate out at the first movement. Nothing happened.
He propelled the bunny along in front of him with his wand and slowly made his way to the center of the house.
He blasted a hole in the ice and there, right where his knowledge told him it would be, was a box.
His diagnostic charms told him the box was password protected, but Draco had an answer for that. Harry had, without question, spoken a few choice phrases in parseltounge. He asked only that Draco not do anything dangerous and that if it was possible, Harry could come too. Harry couldn’t come this trip, but Draco was thinking about it.
Draco pulled out the memory of Harry’s odd syllabic phrases and put it in a small round player.
The box opened with a hiss and Draco used his wand to propel the ring inside into a pouch he brought for this exact use. His father had given it to him when was sorted into Slytherin the last time, it would hide the object by nulling its magic. Draco built his own, since his father had been rather angry at his less then expected sorting, and it had been a serious undertaking. Draco hoped to simply burn the pouch and with the horcrux magic nulled the whole thing would be destroyed.
He checked his watch, 3:00 pm, his mother would be looking for him soon to find out if he was ready for the party that night.
The party was a tradition. Every Christmas season the Lady Malfoy put on a party, and it was usually ‘the party to be at’. Draco’s mother would find him hours before it started to make sure he knew how he should act and whom he should talk to.
This year Draco was going to use the occasion to check up on his childhood friends, Greg and Vince. They hadn’t been together at school because there was too much risk.
Draco, Greg, and Vince, had been friends since birth. Draco’s father wanted Draco to have lackeys he could count on and chose the other two boys. Only Draco knew that they were much more then they appeared. Draco had been a part of their plan. They boys wanted to be seen as dumb brawn so they would be overlooked, they were anything but dumb though.
They held Draco’s loyalty and theirs’ was the only secret (other then that he was a time traveler) that Draco kept from Harry.
Draco found them soon after the guests began arriving but they were not able to get away until much later.
“Draco?” Greg asked, his voice still the soothing timbre that sounded foreign in that huge body.
“Yea, how are you guys doing?”
They shrugged in unison. Because of their hidden abilities Greg and Vince hardly ever spoke more then a few words at a time. There was too much risk of being over heard, especially in Malfoy Manor at this particular party.
“Are you keeping up with classes would you like help? I have all those Ravenclaws at my beck at call…”
The three boys knew Draco’s words had hidden meaning. Draco was really asking if they wanted someone to ‘tutor’ them so they could increase their grades on the premise that it was the tutor’s doing.
They shook their heads and Draco understood that to mean ‘in a few years’.
“I miss you guys.” He whispered. It was true. Harry was his everything but he did miss his childhood friends. They had both been killed by their father’s when they chose not to follow Voldemort the first time and it had been too painful to be near them until now.
“Potter.” Vince grunted.
Draco nodded, “Harry is…Harry is like you.”
Any one listening in would be confused but Greg and Vince shot him an intense look and then nodded. They understood; the little innocent boy was an act like their stupidity was an act.
“Do you think you’d like to hang out with us some times?”
They nodded and Draco held in a grin. Not only would Draco get to see his friends again, but this would be payback for Harry making him spend all that time with Longbottom and Granger.
After the boys split up, Draco mingled with the other guests, learning nothing and hiding from Pansy. His father had been bragging about Draco’s genius and Pansy’s mother must have decided that it was acceptable that he wasn’t a Slytherin. The girl was adamant that they were going to get married and Draco pulled his mother aside.
“Mother, I respect you and I will and have accepted your decisions. But if you betroth me to that beast of a girl or anyone with out my consent, I will embarrass you.”
She shrugged unconcerned and said “Of course dear.”
Draco just nodded. His mother didn’t care much for him, but her social standing meant a great deal to her. Draco would shout all her secrets from the roof if he had to.
Christmas was spent alone in his room. The elves baked him treats and his parents showered him with expensive and meaningless gifts. The only gift he was even remotely interested in was from Harry. His friend gave him a photo album of their year so far with plenty of pages for more. Draco slept with it that night.
An: okay there you are. lots of plot changes from canon in this chapter. The player Draco used is the same one that Ron and Ginny did in canon to get the fang from the chamber...maybe it was Hermione.
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