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The Diary - Re-edited	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 23420 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
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Huge thanks to everyone following this story…warnings in advance…death and stillbirth. I’m sorry if this upsets anyone…I have warned you though so don’t flame me.

When I pictured this story…this was a scene that kept replaying and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to avoid using it…its important to the dynamic of some of the characters….so I am sorry for the angst

Other warnings…m/m slash…bdsm play…domination…sissification (look it up but you’ll get it after this chapter lol)

Silence reigned over the room, all eyes on Harry as he took in the words, his own eyes drawn to the piece of paper in Draco’s trembling fingers. Remus’ amber eyes were shining with unshed tears, Sirius’ gaze was flitting back and forth between the two of them.

“You killed her?” Harry whispered and Remus flinched at the accusation.

Sirius’ eye widened at the words, instinctively moving to his lover’s side and glaring at Harry, he lowered his head suddenly feeling ashamed for saying the words out load, knowing in his heart that Remus would never hurt anyone. Snape on the other hand offered the wolf a look filled with barely contained fire and Remus tensed, preparing himself for a fight.

“Stop!” Lucius’ voice echoed loudly in the room and Snape looked at him with angry eyes.

“Tell them, go on Lupin tell young Potter here how she died…I’m interested to know myself.” he spat out the words and Remus paled, shaking his head.

Harry stood, heart racing at the drama unfolding before his eyes, the loss of his godmother hitting him hard in the chest almost like a physical blow. A soft sniff next to him made him turn to see tears in Draco’s eyes, the blonds’ face a mask of misery.

“Draco.” Harry whispered softly and Draco flicked his wand, muttering a word and the diary flew through the door and into his hand. Without a word, he opened it to a specific page and handed it silently to Harry, who lifted his green eyes to take in the sight of all eyes on him. Lowering his gaze back to the page, his own heart breaking as the words filled his mind.

He doesn’t want me anymore.

He says he never loved me.

That I was just a plaything for him.

Why does this hurt so much, my heart feels like its shattered into a million pieces…I can’t stay here, I can’t see him everyday.

He said he loved me…all those times I lay in his arms..all lies!!!!!!

I will leave tomorrow…never see him again

I will never tell him.

He will never know.

I’m having his child.

I just want to die…. But I will live for this child…my baby….our baby.

The last sentence broke Harry’s heart, lifting his brimming eyes and looking at Remus, whose own amber eyes mirrored his misery.

“The baby?” Lucius and Severus gasped at the words, both men looking Remus, who shook his head while a single tear fell down his cheek.

“Show me, what happened!” Harry shouted, the words echoed by Snape.

Remus shook his head, Sirius touched his distraught lover and whispered to him, Harry could hear some of the words.

“I know…this hurts…show them…he needs to see the truth…Remi…oh I’m sorry…” Remus nodded and Sirius placed his wand to his temple, the swirling mists of the memory drifting around. Lucius conjured a viewing bowl from somewhere and all the men slowly approached the churning memory.

Birds song filled Harry’s ears, the warmth of the sun on his skin and he opened his eyes to a bright summers day. Looking at Draco, the blonds’ face full of awe at the clarity of the vision, people dressed in fine gowns stood in the Weasley’s garden. Taking in the chairs lined up and the flower decorated archway, Harry realised that they were about to watch Remus and Melody’s wedding. Suddenly filled with nerves, he looked around to take in the gazes of the other men, Lucius stood silently, his grey eyes fixed on Severus with an unreadable expression.

Soft music began to play, the quests taking their seats and Harry apprehension grew as the music began to build. Remus stood watching his younger self as he fiddled with his blue robes, while he waited at the alter. Sirius watched with a strange expression on his face, a touch of jealousy in his blue eyes.

Must be hard to watch the man you love marry someone else.

Harry wanted to comfort his godfather but a an intake of breath caught his attention, turning his head to look at Draco only to come face to face with the smiling vision of Melody. Soft dark curls cascading down her shoulders, lily white flowers adorning her hair and a soft wistful smile gracing her glowing face.

She’s beautiful.

Harry’s eyes continued their journey, the white flowing robes draping her rounded belly, her pregnancy clearly advanced at the time of her marriage to Remus. His heart ached at the prospect of what was about to unfold, knowing that he was about to witness something heart breaking.

Lucius must have been feeling the same as him, the older blond pale and silent as he watched Melody walk down the aisle, Arthur holding her arm as he gave her away. Harry’s eyes caught sight of Snape, the potion master stood motionless as he took in the sight. All the men were unusually quiet as they watched Remus and Melody exchange their vows, the happy display marred by their growing trepidation.

“I can’t watch this.” Remus’ voice was cracked and raw with emotion, the memory began to fragment around them. The happy garden wedding falling away and morphing into the Weasley’s kitchen, The moonlight shining through the windows.

Melody stood by the sink, her hands washing a glass and Remus sat at the table watching her with loving eyes, both of them still dressed in their wedding robes. The hearth was decorated with birthday cards and Harry was struck by the memory of the date on the nameless gravestone.

“Oh…its her birthday!” Harry shouted, Remus’ sad eyes were a confirmation of the question, his voice tiny as he replied.

“Her seventieth.” his amber eyes watched and the unfolding vision drew pain into his features.

“I’m glad that everyone’s gone.” Remus voice was soft and alluring, his amber eyes fixed on his bride. Harry found himself looking back at the older Remus and took in the despair in the wolf’s eyes.

“Why Mr Lupin, anyone would think you want to take me to bed?” Harry stood and allowed her voice to wash over him, the tone melodic and gentle but with a hint of humour. Remus’ voice laughing as he answered.

“Mmm that’s a very tempting offer,” he got up from the table and walked to the door, listening to see if anyone was around, “So Mrs Lupin…shall we retire to the marital bed?” his voice mirthful.

Harry’s eyes were fixed on the look of love and lust in the younger wolf’s eyes, so transfixed that initially he missed the change in the room, a soft tinkling of the plates and cups caught his attention. Older Remus watched with forlorn eyes as the crockery began to shake, Melody’s voice filled with shock.

“Remus!” all eyes on her and Harry’s heart plummeted to his feet at the sight. Blood vivid in its intensity blooming on her wedding dress, pooling below her feet and Remus shouted in horror.

“NO!” his voice full of fear and Harry could hear the thundering of footsteps above him.

“Please…please…no.” Melody’s face pale and her blue eyes shining with terror, her hands clasped to her bump as if trying to protect the life within.

Molly and Arthur flew into the room. Their faces mirroring the fear that Harry knew everyone felt, but his the anguish building at knowing the outcome, suddenly frightened to watch.

“Arthur…contact St Mungos and Poppy!” Molly’s calm façade was in place but Harry could see her eyes were reflecting the same apprehension.

Melody’s knees buckled and she fell to the floor, her cry of pain galvanising Remus, the older man moving instinctively towards her only to be stopped by Sirius. The younger wolf at her side, his face a mask of misery and despair as he soothed her as best he could, whispering words of comfort and hope.

“It’s going to be okay…poppy will be here…the little one is just inpatient…listen to me…please look at me…” Melody lifted pain filled eyes, her melodic voice high and strained.

“Remus…please…” those two words pulled an anguished whimper from Lucius, his grey eyes filled with tears. Harry found that his own gaze took in the sight of Snape, the stoic man standing on the periphery of the unfurling heartache, his face drawn and his mouth a thin line.

The floo flared to life and a tired looking Poppy emerged, immediately casting spells over the unerringly quiet Melody. Her tone trying to be optimistic but to the point.

“Right…lets see whats happening…Arthur try St Mungos again…Melody…Melody…look at me…we need to see what happening?” she lifted her gown and Harry saw her blood stained thighs, Melody screamed, “Okay…Molly grab a towel…Melody, Remus.. the baby is almost here…I need you to push for me.” Melody shook her head, tears spilling down her cheeks.

“Its too soon…Remus,” she grabbed his hand and the wolf pressed a kiss to her forehead, “Remus…my baby.” the heartbreak in her voice made Draco turn away. There was a flurry of activity, Melody’s cries of pain filling the room and the two older women encouraging her as she pushed with all her might.

I can’t watch this

One long whimper from Melody and then silence, Poppy frantically casting spells and Molly began to weep. Remus asking what was wrong, a moment of silence and then he let out a howl, the older Remus turning away from his howling younger self.

“Give him to me,” a soft voice asked, Melody struggled to sit up and Harry felt tears falling down his face. Her hands shaking as Molly handed the lifeless child to Melody, a soft serene expression on her face as she cradled the baby to her chest. “Daniel,” Melody whispered and Remus sobbed, his face buried against her neck “Remus…Remus,” he lifted his eyes to look at her and Harry noticed the two women with fear filled eyes, the blood spreading beneath her.

“Arthur! We need them now!” Molly screamed and Harry had never seen the woman so scared.

Melody offered Remus a small smile, reaching up and stroking his cheek. Sirius let out a sob at the sight and Remus pulled his lover into his arms.

“My Remus,” Melody’s voice seemed so fragile and her skin almost translucent, she stroked his face tenderly, “You would have been the best father,” his eyes became wide at her words, “Love you my husband.” Melody smiled and looked at him, her eyes unblinking.

Harry felt hands around him and Draco’s face was pressed against his neck as they watched the life leave her body, the cries from Remus tearing Harry’s and everyone’s hearts out.

“Enough.” Older Remus whispered and the memory dissipated around them, leaving them silent in the drawing room.

The flare of the floo alerted everyone to the fact Snape had left, Lucius’ face was drawn and tense. His grey eyes haunted and his skin pale as he grabbed a handful of floo powder, Draco’s upset voice calling to him but the older blond threw the powder and Harry caught a whispered word before Lucius disappeared into the green flames.

“Ecilpse.”

“Father!” Draco shouted as the older blond vanished, Harry held him tighter and Draco nuzzled against his neck, the scent of the younger blond washing over Harry.

Harry looked up to take in the forlorn amber eyes, opening his mouth to say something anything to take the pain in Remus’ eyes away. The wolf shook his head, hurt and a hint of anger on his face as he stormed from the room. Sirius turned to give Harry a look and he felt terrible for assuming that Remus could have done anything to Melody.

“Best to leave him alone…I’ll talk to him.” Sirius assured him before following after his lover.

Draco kissed the pulse point in Harry’s neck, for a moment Harry was shocked at the blonds’ behaviour after what they had just seen but then recalled that Draco kissed Harry’s neck as a comfort when they lay in bed together. Running a calming hand down his back and enjoying the shudder that travelled down Draco’s spine.

“Draco?” the blond hummed into Harry’s neck, the vibration almost ticklish, “Draco…what’s Eclipse?” the blond tensed in his arms for a fraction of a second. His answer mumbled into Harry’s skin and Harry didn’t need to see Draco’s face to know he was blushing.

“Sex club.” Harry realised that this was the club that Lucius had met Rhyme, lifting Draco’s eyes to meet his and seeing the same curiosity.

“I want to see, do you?” Harry’s mouth was dry with excitement as he asked the question and he took in the flare of fire that flashed in Draco’s eyes as he nodded. Harry flicked his wand and the invisibility cloak flew into his hand, Draco hitched a brow and Harry pulled him closer and wrapped the cloak around the two of them. Both of them side by side as the approached the fire, Draco’s hand shaking while he threw the powder and uttered the destination.

Disorientated for a moment as they emerged from the floo, the bass of the music filling the club almost like a extra heartbeat in Harry’s chest. Looking around to see if they had attracted any attention, both taking a calming breath when they realised that they were standing in what appeared to be a reception area. The black and silver furnishings stylish and thankfully the vicinity was devoid of any people.

“How will we find Lucius?” Harry whispered and Draco pointed to his silver bracelet.

“Father had tracking spells put on them, it vibrates when he’s near.” Draco guided Harry towards an open door, the darkness beyond nerve-racking for the two teens.

A familiar shade of blond hair caught both teens gazes as they walked into the darkened room. Vast leather seats and sofas lined the walls and the scent of sex seemed to emanate from the very surface. Couples in various degrees of undress filled the room and Harry reached down to hold Draco’s hand, the smooth feel of his skin grounding him and focusing him on the task at hand.

“Maybe this was a bad idea.” Draco’s voice was hitching and Harry could see the mix of fear and arousal in the stormy grey eyes.

“It’s okay…look he’s going into that room!” Harry’s eyes had followed the older Malfoy and they watched him disappear down a corridor and through the nearest door.

Feet moving as if being pulled by some unseen force and Harry felt the snake shift against his skin.

Rhyme?

Bewildered to why the auror would suddenly be in his thoughts and Draco squeezed his hand as they reached the door, disappointed to find it closed, Harry caught a glimpse of a door to the right with the tantalising nameplate.

Viewing room

The two words shining against the dark wood and Draco took a hitching breath, the temptation too great for them and Harry opened the door. The room small and unfurnished, the heady smell of sex assaulting Harry’s nose and Draco let out a disgusted huff. Harry possessed with the urge to placate the disgusted blond, he pulled him into his arms and pressed a soft kiss to his soft lips. A small sigh emerged from Draco’s mouth and then a shocked gasp, Harry looked into his stunned eyes and followed his line of vision, taking in the large glass window. Assuming that the glass was charmed and only one way judging by the lack of response from the occupants of the room beyond the viewing mirror. Harry felt his heart skip at the display in front of him, Lucius stood in profile by a large chair that in its position gave no view of the occupant. The older blond was talking animatedly to the person residing in the chair but Harry’s eyes were drawn to the tall dark haired man, young probably in his early twenties. The man stood nervously, eyes downcast and the tremors were visible even at distance. A black leathered gloved hand appeared from the side of the chair, clicking their fingers and the man proceeded to strip. Slowly, he revealed creamy white skin and Draco tensed next to Harry. Both teens taking a stuttering breath as a dress appeared next to the man, red silk and almost see through. For a moment the man stalled, looking at the obscured person and Harry heard a low laugh, Lucius quirked an eyebrow and stopped talking. Another click of the fingers and an array of make up appeared on a small side table, the man’s breath hitched and Harry was surprised to see the filling erection on the man.

He’s enjoying this!

Fingers shaking the dark haired man picked up the dress and pulled it over his head, the material caressing his skin as it shimmied down his body, a soft aroused moan fell from his lips. Lust filled blue eyes sought out the approval of the hidden puppet master, a smile gracing his handsome features as he reached for the make up. Gloved fingers pointing to the shades for the man to use, all of them watching as the aroused man delicately and painstakingly made up his face. Harry was fascinated by the dark garish shades now decorating the man’s eyes and the bright red lips, a single muttered word filled the room, Harry so shocked that he didn’t even register the tone or lilt of the voice.

“Cockslut.” the man shivered with desire at the word and ran a trembling hand down his chest, pausing briefly to tweak his nipples. Lucius’ head fell back and a single moan escaped form his normally cultured mouth, Draco gasped and Harry noticed that the black gloved hand was rubbing Lucius through his trousers.

“It’s Rhyme.” Harry whispered and he was so frustrated at not being able to see the faceless auror. Draco turned away but Harry found his eyes fixed on the leather encased fingers as they traced the outline of Lucius’ growing arousal.

The man watched with avid eyes, his erection tenting the front of the gown and his breath was fast. Whispered words and a look of disappointment coloured the man’s face, his blue eyes looking to the left, at another door. Draco gripped Harry’s hand tighter, he looked at the flustered blond and realised that he had been so caught up in watching that he hadn’t taken into account how embarrassing this must be. About to apologise and offer to leave when the door to the left of the room opened and large muscular tattooed man entered, the dressed up man whimpered at the sight. A sly smile flittered across the shaven headed bare chested man, his dark eyes looking at Lucius and Rhyme, Harry wished he could see Rhyme. A question on the intimidating man’s face, a low chuckle from the chair and a large smirk graced the bald man features.

“Kneel.” a husky sex filled tone echoed in the room and the trembling man knelt, his red silk dress high up on his thighs and fear in his eyes as the man approached.

The bare chested man looked almost predatory as he stalked to him, tight leather trouser revealing how excited he was and the kneeling man let out a tiny hitching moan. Shaking fingers came up to caress the large shaft and the shaven headed man smiled and patted the man on his head.

“Mmm such a good little slut aren’t you?” his voice gruff and powerful, the man nodded and stroked harder, licking his ruby red lips with anticipation. The dominant man laughed and reached down to lower his zip, Harry felt his mouth become dry at the sight. Long, thick and adorned with a ring through the tip was the largest erection he had ever seen, Draco let out a stuttering breath and muttered to himself.

“Holy fuck!” Harry smirked at the flushed blonds’ words and possessed with a naughty desire he reached across and palmed Draco through his trousers, leaning to whisper in his ear.

“You want to the dressed whore on your knees?” shocked at himself for his own words, he swallowed down his nerves when Draco moaned, “Maybe I should march you in there, make you fall to your knees and worship his cock.” Draco breath hitched, a soft whimper falling from his lips and Harry felt his cock twitch beneath his fingers.

“No…worship your cock.” Draco whispered, face flaming and Harry squeezed him and slammed his lips to the whimpering blond. The kiss heated, a tussle of tongues as they scrambled to unzip and reveal each others firm shafts.

“YES!” a deep voice caught their attention, the kiss stopping and a moan spilling from each of them at the sight. Make up smudged, dark rivulets of mascara running down the man’s face as he gagged on the large cock, bright red lipstick smeared as he swallowed around the shaft.

“Good slut…that’s it swallow me down…show everyone how to suck cock.” hips snapping back and forth, the large man’s voice deep and rough as he fucked the whimpering man’s mouth.

Draco began kissing Harry’s neck, spurred on by the display he reached down and stroked Harry’s cock. Grabbing the back of Draco’s’ head and pushing him down, the blond willing being manhandled as he fell to his knees.

“Fuck Draco…suck me.” Harry begged and the blond eagerly complied, taking the head of Harry’s rigid member and sucking on the tip lightly, the pressure maddeningly gentle. Harry’s hips matching the rhythm of the gruff tattooed man, his green eyes swiftly looking around the room and falling upon the sight of Lucius, the blond partially obscured by the high backed chair but it was clear by the movements that he was currently being sucked by Rhyme. His face filled with lust as he moved back and forth, Harry caught sight of the taut buttocks of his lovers’ father and instantly felt ashamed. Lowering his gaze to take in the sight of Draco, eyes half closed and his face serene as he sucked Harry deep into his mouth.

Loud grunts filled Harry’s ears as he looked up to watch, Draco pulled off his cock with a wet pop to take in the spectacle. The tattoed man grabbing the gasping man’s head and thrusting faster, soft slurps and choking sounds loud in the room, a deep filled grunt and the man’s hips twitched.

“Swallow it all…you little bitch!” he shouted as he came down the man’s throat, Draco immediately threw himself back into sucking Harry.

Harry couldn’t catch his breath, his eyes locked on the man’s as he climaxed and overwhelmed by the feel of Draco’s hot mouth. A soft moan vibrated around his shaft and he looked down to watch as Draco frantically stroked his own cock, the pre-come shining on his large cock. The sight was Harry’s undoing, back arching and biting through his lip to hold in the howl of completion as he erupted down Draco’s throat. Hotness splashed his thighs and he managed to clear his orgasm muddled mind to watch the pearly white strings of come spilling from Draco’s shaft. Both of them almost boneless with the intensity of their orgasms, Draco licked Harry’s sensitive cock, determined not to miss a drop and slowly released him with a contented sigh.

“Mmm you taste so good.” he whispered and kissed Harry’s hip, Harry slowly stroked the blonds’ hair and they both allowed their breathing to return to normal. Stunned, when they realised they had missed the departure of the people in the room. Harry annoyed with himself for missing the opportunity to see Rhyme.

“Why was your father in such a hurry to see Rhyme?” Harry thought out loud and Draco seemed to ponder the words, a sudden flare of something in his eyes. Anger clouded Draco’s face and he grabbed Harry’s hand, pulled from the room and he seemed uncaring if anyone saw them as they crossed the bar to reach the floo. Harry trying to ask Draco what was wrong but the blond was focused on another task.

“Hogwarts…Severus Snape’s quarters!” he shouted, the floo powder thrown with venom.

Harry was disoriented and his head spinning as they stumbled from the floo and the sight that greeted him was a tired looking potion master. Draco stormed across the room and punched his godfather in the face, Harry shouted with surprise. Snape lay on the floor, his lip bleeding and a look of hurt on his normally dire features, Draco shaking with anger as he screamed at him. The words taking a moment to sink into Harry’s mind, his heart freezing in his chest as he comprehended what was being said.

“You fucking bastard…you abandoned her!…did you even give a shit!”

Harry stood, heart thundering and his own anger building as he looked at the potion master.

“She loved you….oh my god…Daniel was your son!” Harry whispered and a single tear fell down Snape’s cheek as he nodded.
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