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Forward to Times Past	By : Freedominblood Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4498 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 9

The next few days passed quickly for the two. Ginny and Daemon had left the day after the dance; she couldn�t wait to get back and tell their friends that the boys had stopped being oblivious. The room was quieter now, without Ginny to banter with them.

After a few tense days, the school finally accepted the idea of same-sex couples, and many other students came out. �This must be why in our years,being homosexual was okay.� Liam mused, during one of the tense dinners.

Over Christmas break, some of the students approached the professors in hope of learning advanced defense techniques. Many of them were Slytherin who didn�t want to take the mark, and wanted protection from their parents.Liam and Draco decided that Occulumacy should be one of the first things taught as the students� parents frequently checked for loyalty.

The pair were waiting in the Defense room, watching the students walk in. Liam almost laughed as Sev slipped in silently. �This is priceless,� he thought. �I teach him now, only to have him teach me later. Irony hurts.�

Looking over the assembled students, he started to mentally sort them into groups according to power.When the last student entered the room, Liam had them sit while he explained the background of Occulmucy.

�Occulumcy is the art of shielding your mind. It is the branch of magic that seals the mind against magical intrusion and influence. It might be the one thing that can keep you alive if fighting is not an option. It�s not magic, and can not be detected by the Ministry,� he said with a pointed look towards the Slytherins. �It saved my life more than enough times. For now, we�re going to be splitting up based on your abilities so far for this particular skill. Dray an� I are going to be checking you now to see where everybody stands, �kay?� He nodded for Draco to start from the opposite side.

Draco was done first, and went back to the front of the room to wait for Liam. Out of the 10 students he checked, only 2 were able to block him. The Gryffindor Melanie Scuderi, and the Slytherin Hunter Morgan. The rest were unable to ever shield.

Liam stood next to him when he finished. �You want the beginners?�

�Sure.� He turned back to his side of the room. �Miss Scuderi, Mr. Morgan, please go with Lee.�

The two got up and sat in the group surrounding Lee.

Draco turned towards his group and started to lecture. �Occulumacy is the shielding your mind form invaders. Contrary to popular belief, one cannot put a wall around their thoughts to keep people out. Since the mind is always changing and growing, it�ll just shatter the blockade.

For me, I use shadows. The shadows make me feel safe. If someone enters my mind, I create shadows to hide in. Make any sense? First though, we need to work on clearing your mind. This is probably the hardest thing to do. It�s achieved in a fashion similar to meditation. You take all conscious thought and methodically push it away from your consciousness."

Harry glanced around his little group. There were 8 all together, evenly split between Slytherin and Gryffindor. The 4 Slytherins were obvious; they were usually the ones with troubled pasts. The Palleschi twins, Will, and Hunter. The 4 Gryffindors were Mel Scuderi; her parents were an Auour and an Unspeakable; they probably taught her at a young age. The other three didn�t surprise him; Sirius, James and Tonks. It was getting a little easier for him to be near Sirius. Even though his godfather didn�t die completely, and was able to be brought back, he still felt an overwhelming sense of guilt whenever he looked at him. James however was a little tougher. Even though he knew James wasn't his real father, the fact that for 16 years he believed he was kept him feeling overwhelmed when he was nearby. Sirius and Tonks were part of the Black family, and James must�ve been taught because the Potter�s were always targets.

�Okay you guys are the only ones who can shield your minds. I�m going to teach you how to manipulate people into believing what they are seeing, and to be able to show them only what you want them to see. Pretend someone is searching for loyalty,� he paused as the students reacted to what he said; they knew he was talking about Voldemort. �A spy taught me this trick-� He broke off as a thought hit him and he muttered to himself �remind Dray that he needs to teach Uncle.�

The students looked at him funnily. �Never mind. So where were we? Oh yes, the spy. Well when Voldemort,� he was surprised no one flinched. �Barges into your mind to check for feelings of deep loyalty, passion for the cause can be projected to make him believe you are in. Make sense to everyone?� They nodded. �Good. Let�s pretend that I�m looking for memories of your childhoods.� Subtly the Slytherins flinched, and Liam could�a cursed himself. �In order for you to understand, I�ll have Dray cast Legilimens on me, and the images will be projected so you all can see. Okay? Hey Dray!� He yelled across the room.

�Yeah?� Draco yelled back.

�Bring them and come �ere. I need to be the dummy.�

�Why do you need my help then? You�re perfectly capable of being one with out me.�

�Ha bloody ha. CastLegilimens on me.�

That sobered him up quickly. �You sure?� He asked as he hurriedly walked over.

�Yeah. I�m going to let you break in, then I�m going to show me manipulating the memories by blocking stuff out. Then I�ll call up certain ones, then block you out completely.� When Draco still looked apprehensive, Liam smiled reassuringly to him. �Don�t worry, I�ll be okay.�

�I don�t believe you.�

�I know.� He turned back to the students who were looking at the two curiously. �I should give you guys a brief background of my life. When I was one, my mother and adoptive father were killed. For my �protection�, I was sent to live with my muggle relatives. The three of them absolutely loathed magic. Now. Dray, cast it!�

Draco sighed, and pointed his wand towards Liam, and resignedly cast the spell.

Instantly visions of a young boy filled the room. Liam�s voice turned monotones as he explained what was happening. �One of my first memories. I wasn�t even two yet, but I�d just been punished for accidental magic. I was thrown into my- the cupboard under the stairs.� No one missed the slip of words. �Little did I know that that would be my room for the next 10 years.�

The image changed. Now 'Harry' was covered in bruises, being held under the water in the tub. �I was three here. My uncle had already begun to beat me regularly, and I know now that I had every bone in my body broke at least once, by the time I was 6.� He ignored the horrified gasps of the students, and the muffled sobbing that some girls were succumbing to. He vaguely felt Draco wrap his arms around him and hold him tightly.

�I was sitting in a chair in the living room, when Duddley threw up on me. I was blamed for making him sick in the first place. This was the first time he slipped up and hit my face. After the beating, I was told to take a shower then get into my cupboard. That surprised me; usually I would be thrown into my cupboard unconscious and bloody. But this time I think the smell had something to do with it. My Aunt insisted on the shower too, I was so grateful.'

He trailed off as Vernon�s voice filled the memory. �Stay in there you freak. We should never have taken you in. You�re worthless just like your parents, who went and got themselves blown up! A fitting end for your kind. I won�t tolerate your freaky ways anymore. You worthless trash. I hope you die! It�ll save me the trouble.� It seemed as if he�d actually kill the boy. But for some reason he let �Harry� up. �On second thought, drowning would be too good of an end for you.� He left the room, leaving a seemingly unconscious Harry in the tub.

�I died that night.� Gasps and sobs were heard through out the room. �I didn�t know for many years later that someone saved me.� The group watched as the bathroom door was flung open.

They could see a person, but his face was all blurry, but the students could clearly hear him speaking frantically.

�Come on, child. You�ve got to come back to us.� Spells and CPR were preformed. �There you go. Now just breath, come on. Take a breath for your father. Come on son.�

The students watched amazed as �Harry�s� image shattered. Liam took his place. �I was placed under a glamour. So I would be believed to be someone I wasn�t; a hero. I was made to look like my adopted father. It was all part of an intricate plan. My father was a spy for the light, and Dumbledore didn�t want his information or position compromised with a child. So my father was placed under a spell that would make him forget about me, my mother, and the fact that he was married. His subconscious realized that something was missing, and added to the fake memories of my adopted father and friends pranking him and making his years at school miserable, he became a bitter bastard. So when I was sent to my �uncle�, he didn�t protest it.

But my mother was a master at charms. She eventually realized what was happening. The spell started to waver when she came across some pictures of her real school year that Dumbledore forgot to destroy or change. She placed a spell on us first, just in case it was realized that she remembered. She was going to tell my father the truth herself, but she was killed before she had the chance.

The spell made it so that if either of us died, or somehow stumbled upon the truth, he�d remember. That�s how he got there. The spell broke, and he Apparated over immediately.�

The students watched as Liam unfroze the memory, and it continued to play out. He was now being held in his father�s arms. His father was whispering and crying, while rocking back and forth clutching Liam tightly; who was now wrapped in a green blanket.

The wards on the house finally started to go off. The father stood silently, still cradling Liam. Dumbledore was the one who came.

�You know?�

The father sneered. �Yes. No thanks to you of course. I�m talking him with me.�

Dumbledore didn�t look fazed. �You have to leave him here.�

The father exploded at that. �Leave him! YOU WANT ME TO LEAVE MY SON IN THE HANDS OF A MURDERING MUGGLE WHOS WORSE THAN VOLDEMORT!�

�Now,� the name was blanked out. �I don�t think.�

�That�s obvious Albus. You don�t think. How could you? I trusted you and you manipulated us. Me especially! Making my WIFE believe she hated me, and that I was using her. You were the reason she went to him. He was gay Albus! Did you know that? You�re precious �Golden Boy� was gay. And to let her �marry� him, and convince her that Liam was his! Then to block and change all our memories! Do you know how I found my son? DROWNED! He was dead, Albus. My baby boy was DEAD!�

�-blank- Harry must stay here. I�m sure it was all a misunderstanding anyways. His relatives love him.�

�First. His name is Liam Alexander. Sec-�

�No!� Albus interrupted. �His name is Harry �blank-. He has to fulfill the prophecy. His relative will care for him, and he will forget you.� Albus cast a spell on the father; who fell to the floor unconscious. �It�s for the best.�

He sighed before turning towards Liam who was awake and crying; trying to shake his father�s body. �Da. Da. Wake up Da. Paes da!� His cries stopped suddenly as Dumbledore cast a spell on him.

�That�s better. Now, to fix his appearance and to make him forget.� Suddenly �Harry� was back. With a snap of his fingers, Albus and the father disappeared, leaving Harry unconscious on the bathroom floor.

�That had always been fuzzy for me. My father�s memory was blocked, and it wasn�t until recently that we both remembered. We were able to retrieve the memory from the wards that coincidently recorded everything.�

Images flashed by, showing Harry growing up miserable, broken bones, the works. �Now I will force Dray to witness the memories that I want him to see.�

�Pretend I�m looking for memories of Liam at Ho- School.� His lips tightened at the slip up, but no one seemed to notice, as they were all watching as Harry talked to the boa at the zoo, and made his cousin fall into the cage.

�Liam is able to keep me from seeing what I�m looking for.�

�By thinking of a certain memory, I can push it to the front, and that would be what they see, instead of allowing him to ruffle through my memories. Now, cancel the spell Dray.� Draco did, and Liam�s eyes cleared. �Now when Dray casts the spell again, I�ll block him totally.

This time, clouds filled the room, and the students could see a tiny version of Liam disappearing through them. �That represents my memories. Clouds allow me to disappear into them and not be seen. When I fly, they can�t catch me when I�m going fast enough. I remain elusive, and my memories are protected.�

The spell ended, and Liam turned to address the class. �Tomorrow it�ll be your turn, so I want you to think of what make you feel safe. And I want you guys,� he turned to his group. �To practice clearing your mind better and to work on your diversions�

The students left, talking quietly to themselves.

Draco made his way over to Liam and kissed him. �You okay?�

Liam smiled, �I guess. I mean when I first saw that memory, I freaked; you know that, you were there.�

�I know. Sev wasn�t much better.�

Liam laughed, remembering his father�s reaction. �What�s even more amusing is that people call me Lee, and they have no ideal why.�

Draco laughed at that. Only a select few knew Liam�s secret. They were planning to tell everyone this year at school, but then they went to the past. �I can�t wait for graduation. Then everyone will know. I do wonder if the old coot will even announce it. If he announces �Harry Potter�, then I just won�t go up. I�ll only go up as �Liam Snape�.

�Imagine everyone�s reaction!�

It took both boys awhile to calm down, images of the student body fainting kept them in hysterics. Cuddling up, they stayed in front of the fire for awhile; just relaxing in each other�s presence.

A/N: i hoped that 2 might make up for the lack of updates.
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