Face Down | By : nekluvshp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 37335 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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I know I know, this is a day late. But at least it's only one day. I didn't have my laptop for a few days so I couldn't post yesterday. There's something wrong with it and I'm not entirely sure what. A friend of my was taking a look at it but he's going on vacation so he gave it back until he gets back. I'm just glad that what ever's wrong with it, it's fixable. Now for a little announcement, this story is now Beta'd by my new friend Shizumi!!! She left me a review pointing out some small plot holes while reassuring me that this is a great story. I emailed her and she kindly agreed to be my Beta. At some point, we'll be going through the first seven chapters to fix some mistakes there and add a little fleshiness to it. Any and all grammar mistakes in this story are my own however. I don't generally need help with that and most of them are usually typos. So, please give a round of applause for Shizumi!!!! Now, please enjoy chapter 8 of Face Down and don't forget to leave a review!
“Harry!”
A voice finally broke its way through Harry's trance. He looked up at Draco who was walking next to the stretcher that was now being rushed toward the hospital wing.
“Harry, you have to listen to Madam Pomfrey, ok?” He asked gently.
“Ok.” Harry said meekly. He felt numb and at this point he probably would have jumped off the astronomy tower if he was asked too.
“Harry, when we get to the infirmary, I’m going to give you a potion to numb your body and then another that will put you to sleep. When you wake up your abdomen will be a little sore.” The medi-witch quickly explained. “
Why do you have to knock me out?” Harry asked.
“You’re a pregnant male, Harry. You weren’t born with a birth canal so during the last trimester of pregnancy your body and magic work to form one. You’re only four months pregnant and your body is trying to force the fetus out the only other way it can. That’s why you’re throwing up so much blood.
“I have to remove the fetus by a cesarean section. I’ll cut into your abdomen and remove it and any other evidence of it; otherwise, you’ll die, Harry. Do you understand?” The woman asked.
Harry nodded and looked down at his slightly protruding stomach. After fifteen years of having no family that loved him, fate had finally given him something he’s always wanted. Even if it was his rapist baby, it was still his baby.
“Can I stay here with him?” Harry vaguely heard Draco ask Madam Pomfrey. It was only then that he realized they had reached the hospital wing.
“I’m sorry dear but you have to leave. No one can be in here during the procedure.” She replied and then promptly kicked both Draco and Professor Dumbledore, whom they just noticed had followed them, out.
Nearly forty-five minutes later, Madam Pomfrey emerged from the infirmary. Her operating robes were covered in what Draco knew was Harry's, and probably the baby’s, blood.
“He’ll be asleep for a couple more hours but you can go in now.” She said to Draco. She stayed behind to talk to Professor Dumbledore as the blonde boy went in.
“How bad was the damage done to Harry’s body?” Dumbledore asked.
“He had bruises covering most of his stomach, chest, sides and back and a few larger ones on his thighs and buttocks. He also had a couple cracked ribs.” The medi-witch explained.
“The poor boy, after everything he’s gone through his best friend turns on him like this. He’s going to need rigorous therapy with a mind-healer after the trauma sets in.” The old man said.
“Sir, just to be sure Mr. Malfoy wasn’t lying about the… sexual abuse, I examined Harry's rectum and found sites of tissue damage, most overlapping others, which, I'm afraid to say, suggests that each wound had time to heal before the act was repeated. I did the best that I could to heal any and all injuries I found but there is a chance of permanent damage.” Madam Pomfrey added.
“All we can do now is hope for the best.” Dumbledore said somberly.
“Would you like me to let you know when he wakes up from the medication?” She asked.
“I don’t think that will be necessary, Poppy. But I would like you to accompany me to my office so that you can examine Mr. Weasley. I’d like to talk to him myself before contacting the ministry.” Professor Dumbledore said.
“Of course sir. Just let me change into something more suitable. I’ll be there momentarily.” Madam Pomfrey replied.
With a quick nod to each other Professor Dumbledore left for his office and Madam Pomfrey went into her own office to change.
~!~
Ten minutes later Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, and Pomfrey were congregated around a still unconscious Ron in the headmaster’s office.
“Do you want me to wake him up before I examine him sir?” Madam Pomfrey asked the headmaster.
“No. Do it now, then wake him up. We need Mr. Weasley cooperative when we’re speaking to him.” He replied.
After a few minutes, Madam Pomfrey announced that Ron was perfectly fine except for a few minor bruises on his torso and a nasty shoe print shaped one on the side of his face.
“Now if you will please wake him.” Professor Dumbledore said. The witch did as he asked.
“What’s going on?” Ron asked as he came to. “
You’re in the headmaster’s office Mr. Weasley.” Professor McGonagall replied sternly. “We have a few questions we need to ask you and we would greatly appreciate your full cooperation.” “
So Malfoy’s been arrested then?” He asked, ignoring the transfiguration teacher.
“I’m afraid not.” The headmaster said calmly.
“What?!” Ron yelled, jumping out of his seat. “That git beat me into unconsciousness. I can only imagine what he did to Harry!”
“Sit down, Weasley!” Snape said fiercely. Reluctantly, Ron obeyed. “
Now say ‘ah’.” The potions professor said as he hovered over the boy with an open vial.
Ron eyed the vial warily. He had a vague idea of what it was and kept his mouth shut tight. There was no way he was saying a word except by force. “
Stubborn boy. He must have something to hide. Perhaps, under the circumstances, we need to use extreme measures, Headmaster?” Snape asked smoothly, hoping to drive some fear into the redhead.
Now Dumbledore addressed Ron. “Are you going to let Professor Snape give you the potion?” The old man asked wearily.
Ron shook his head curtly. He wasn’t going to let Snape put something he made in his mouth.
The headmaster sighed. “Very well. Severus, do what you must.” He said sadly.
Suddenly a wand was in Ron's face. He went cross-eyed trying to look at the tip of it before looking up at the potions master.
“Imperio.”
All thought left Ron’s mind as his mouth dropped open of, what felt like, it’s own accord. He felt a few drops of the liquid hit his tongue before sliding down his throat. Then the carefree feeling left him and he was plunged back into reality.
“Mr. Weasley, what is your relationship with Mr. Potter?” Dumbledore asked once the veritaserum was administered. “
We’re best mates.” Ron said uncontrollably. ‘Fuck!’
“And how long have you been friends?” He added next.
“Nearly five and a half years now.”
“Have you ever fought with Mr. Potter?” Was the next question the headmaster asked.
“Of course.” Ron replied.
“Have you ever hit him for no reason?” Professor Snape asked before Professor Dumbledore could speak again.
For a moment Ron fought against the truth serum running through his veins and tried to say, “no I haven’t,” but he lost. “Yes.” He said through gritted teeth.
“Why?” He asked next.
“I hate him.” Ron stated simply.
Professor Snape got right up in his face. “So you think that gives you the right to beat him up and rape him?!”
“I don’t know!” The red-head shouted back.
“How many times did you rape Harry? How many times did you take advantage of his loyalty to you?” The man roared.
“24.” Ron snarled. “And he deserved it every single fucking time! He gets everything he wants without trying and I never get anything!”
“He was your best friend you little shit! He would’ve given you everything he had if you’d asked for it! You act as if he asked for the life he has. Harry would give everything to have a normal life!” Snape spat. “I’d kill you but you’re not worth going to prison over!”
“Severus, calm down.” Professor Dumbledore said firmly.
“I’ll be in my office if you need me.” The potions master said as he stalked toward the door.
As Professor Snape reached for the doorknob, he turned back toward Ron.
“I have one more question.” He seethed. “Was he a virgin before you betrayed him?”
“Yes.” Ron said.
Snape then walked out the door, slamming it hard enough behind him that one of Dumbledore’s many trinkets toppled off a nearby table and smashed on the stone floor.
“Ronald Weasley, you are hereby expelled from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.” The old headmaster said sadly.
Oh yes, and thank you to all my reviewers!!! Your words are are wonderful and help me continue writing!!! And a special thanks to madamdragon and anon, whoever you may be, for the info you left about miscarriages. Clearly, you care about how well I am able to write this story!!! Madamdragon, after reading your review, I realized I know a lot more about it than I thought. Most of what you said was old information but I thank you just the same!! Harry is out of the 1st trimester but is not yet at 20 weeks, however, it's not exactly a natural miscarriage, is it? Anon, after reading this I think you'll understand why I said he's throwing up. And again, thank you!
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