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ABCs of the Wizarding World	By : AnonymousTigress Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5031 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I is for Invisible
Everything went wrong that night. Auror James Potter was late returning home while his wife Lily and son Harry were home alone. Lord Voldemort found out their location through their traitor of a friend, Peter Pettigrew. He came that night, alone and ready to destroy the legacy prophesized to destroy him. Lily Evans Potter gathered her son into her arms, turning him away and pleading for him to be spared.
This next part was the one everyone got wrong. They thought Lord Voldemort cast the Killing Curse at Harry and Lily’s strong love for her child rebound the curse back at the sender. The curse struck Lord Voldemort and he fell to the ground dead. What really happened was Harry’s unconditional love for his mother allowed his magic to wrap around his mother, saving Lily. He was left with the scar of a lightning bolt on his forehead that no one could explain. Except Harry who, even at that young age, knew the truth about everything.
After that moment, Lily became famous for being the strong one to defeat the Dark lord with the love for her child. Harry fell into the shadows, although his parents cared deeply for him. But in time, that deep caring nature began to fade. Their son felt pressured to be greater, to live up to the legacy of the sons of Lily Evans and James Potter.

At Hogwarts, he was nearly sorted into Slytherin, but after begging to the Hat, was placed in Gryffindor. Unlike the other Gryffindor’s, Harry was quiet. He was a studious little bookworm who hated Quidditch and preferred to spend his time with his face buried in a good book. This left him with very little friends.
Draco Malfoy was already a neutral kind of friend; their mothers having taken them to the same preschool. Draco would sometimes study with him or have a good chess match with him in the Slytherin Common Room; no one dared cross the Slytherin Prince. Or his godfather, Professor Snape, who promised Lily he would keep an eye on her baby boy.
Cedric Diggory, whose family were close friends of the Potter’s, stuck close by as well. He often let the younger wizard stay with him and his buddies when the Gryffindor’s gave him a hard time. He did manage to find a few friends in Gryffindor such as year-mate Neville Longbottom, Ravenclaw student Hermione Granger, and the Weasley twins. They were a mixed up little group, but they made Harry happy.
Right behind Hermione and Draco, Harry ranked third in their year throughout all his years at Hogwarts. However, his father cared less about that and more about his lack of Gryffindor-like behavior. He pushed his son to try out for the Quidditch team, but Harry always refused. When the Triwizard Tournament came to Hogwarts in Harry’s fifth year at Hogwarts, his father pestered him every day by owl until he put his name in. It had taken the combined effort of all of his friends to calm him down after his name was shot out of the cup as the Hogwarts Champion.
James’ plan to have his son shine in front of the study body and have him become the Gryffindor he was meant to be… Well, it epically failed. Harry showed intelligence in all of his tasks, completing each one with a calm attitude. In the final task, he just barely lost to a dainty little witch from Beauxbatons. A good portion of the school snubbed him for that; his father didn’t talk to him for a long time. However, the Champion had shared the winnings with Harry; something Harry had never explained to anyone.
He didn’t keep a drop of the money. He gave it to the Weasley twins to build the shop they had been talking about building for years. It was the first time anyone could remember the Twins being quiet. After the tournament, aside from his friends and professors, Harry became invisible to the rest of the world.

/……/

“Here are your jokes and change. Thanks for visiting us. Come again soon.”
The student grinned. “Thanks, Mr. Raven. I sure will.”
“Mr. Raven” smiled as he waved goodbye to the customer. Raven wasn’t his real name; it was just a nickname the Twins loved to call him. Naturally, a few customers had heard the name a few times and had taken up calling him by that name, too. But as much as he despised his last name, his true name was still Harry.
Fred and George were both visiting a joke company in the U.S. and wouldn’t be back for another few days. This left Harry, their third and silent business partner, in charge of the shop. He had sent Charity on her lunch break so it was only him in the shop. Considering it was only mid-July, the shop wasn’t too busy at the moment. There were a few mingling customers, but Harry had several monitoring charms around to ensure nothing was stolen.
The peace was broken when a pair of slim arms slid around his middle. He chuckled when he looked down and saw the arms were covered by soft, expensive robe arms. He patted the arms gently while a warm kiss was pressed to the back of his neck.
“Hi, Drake,” Harry greeted.
Draco chuckled before pressing his chest against Harry’s back. He moved his arms up to wrap around Harry’s stomach and squeezed him in a hug.
“Hi, love bug,” Draco said in a teasing voice.
Harry rolled his eyes. The blonde had been especially clingy over the last week since his boyfriend of five years had broken up with him. The dragon was lucky the raven’s lovers were okay with all of it. Otherwise, this particular dragon would have become extinct a long time ago.
“They send you home early today?” Harry asked.
Draco made an mm-hmm sound as he nuzzled the back of Harry’s neck. Harry shook his head with a quiet chuckle. He reached a hand back to pat the blonde on the head. From behind and underneath the counter, Harry waved his hand to the side. The stool behind them slid up behind Draco so he could sit.
Instead of sitting down, Draco released his hold on his old friend and maneuvered around so Harry could sit. Harry smiled as he felt familiar fingers combing through his hair.
“I like what we did with your hair. It looks much better than that rat’s nest you had before,” Draco told him.
Harry sighed. After graduation and yet again disappointing his father, Harry had changed his entire look. He had grown his hair out to his shoulders and allowed his best friend to do what he willed with it. Draco had masterfully blended in frosty white highlights so they looked natural on him. In that time, Harry had had his vision magically fixed so he no longer needed his thick, James Potter-like frames. He had his magic infused in his eyes to change their color to bright blue for those who did not know he was really Harry Potter.
Harry sighed again, a bit deeper this time. A great rift had rippled through his family at graduation. Behind Hermione and Draco, he had graduated third in his class; a feat both his parents had been very proud of. His N.E.W.T’s had been some of the highest in Hogwarts history; he had even scored the highest score in Hogwarts history on the DADA exam. This would have gotten him into the Aurors hands down…had he applied. He remembered it as if it had happened yesterday and not a year and a half.
“Hermione Granger! Graduate School in Magical & Muggle Politics!”
Applause.
“Draco Malfoy! Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes!”
His father would have been pissed if his mother hadn’t have cowed the wizard.
“Harry Potter!” Pause. “Muggle College?”
The look on his father’s face was branded permanently in his mind. His father had been so sure he had applied to the Aurors that he hadn’t considered what Harry might want. There had been polite applause but not from his father. His mother had lightly clapped and smiled at him. Sirius had been just as shocked as James, but had clapped after the shock. Remus had been the one to enthusiastically clap for him. After graduation and in the safety of their home, James and Harry had got into the biggest fight in their family history.
“What good is muggle college going to do you in the magical community?”
“Be careful, Dad. That’s sounding suspiciously like prejudice.”
“You will speak with respect to me!”
“I will speak to you as I please! I’m eighteen! I’m not your little boy anymore!”
“James, Harry, no!”
His poor mother. She had refused to pick a side, but had cast a shield between them before curses could start flying. That night, he had packed up everything he owned and left. His parents weren’t aware, but he had already been planning to move in with his lovers. Hell, they didn’t even know he was dating anyone so why would they have known? He exchanged owls often with his mother, but he hadn’t seen her in a long time.
“…Can I stay the night?”
Harry reached up behind him and squeezed Draco’s arm.
“You know you can, Drake. Are you still trying to find a new place to live?” Harry asked.
He felt a small tug on his hair before a quiet “Yes” was mumbled. Harry patted his arm before bringing it back down to address a customer. It was only Old Lady Markims so Draco stayed exactly where he was and what he was doing. She smiled softly at both wizards.
“Hello, Draco. Hello, Raven,” she greeted, her eyes twinkling away like a similar school Headmaster.
Harry smiled. Old Lady Markims was on the short list of people who knew who he was. The only other people on the list were the Twins, Draco, Hermione and Neville. However, he did suspect that Neville’s fiancée, Luna Lovegood, might know.
“Good afternoon, Mam. How may I help you?” Harry asked politely.
Old Lady Markims wagged her finger at him.
“You can cut out that Mam stuff, Raven. I’m here for my delivery, young man,” she scolded playfully.
Harry chuckled before instructing Draco to grab the blue bag on the shelf behind him. Draco retrieved and passed it across the counter to the witch.
“Thank you, boys. Have a lovely evening.”
Harry smiled. He knew he would since Charity had just returned. After making sure she was okay on her own, Harry disappeared into back with Draco. The brunette poured over the deliveries they had, sorting them and checking those that still needed payment. While he did that, a grateful Draco massaged his sore shoulders.
After the shop closed and they cleaned up, Charity left while the wizards went upstairs to the apartment. While Harry washed his sore body with hot water, Draco fixed them a small, but scrumptious dinner. After dinner, Draco took his turn in the shower and Harry cleared the dishes and read. When it came time for bed, Harry bypassed the master bedroom and headed straight for the guest bedroom.
Harry fell onto the bed and Draco immediately clung onto his side. He threw a leg over him and hugged him close while nuzzling his face under Harry’s chin. Harry knew the blonde was only looking for comfort right now. Harry swept his hands up into Draco’s hair and rolled him so he was resting more on top of him. Draco whimpered, but relaxed as his head was gently massaged. He fell asleep within seconds.
Harry grinned. It worked every time on his oldest lover.

/……/

“Raven!”
Harry lifted his head from the books of numbers he was trying to calculate. Narcissa came flying from the front of the shop and, upon spotting him, rushed over.
“Narcissa, what’s wrong?” Harry asked.
She clung onto his arm. Her face was a mess, her makeup streaked by the tears cascading down her face.
“Raven, it’s…it’s h-h-horrible! Draco…oh my precious dragon! He…h-he was having lunch with me on his break. The Aurors…they stormed in and arrested him. He’s been accused of rape!”
Harry shot up to his feet.
“HE’S BEEN WHAT?!”
In a rush of magic, Harry apparated to the Ministry of Magic and blew through there like a hurricane. He knew every back way and secret hallway to get him downstairs to the court rooms. He knew Lucius was traveling abroad right now and may not get back in time. He knew he found the right room when he spotted two Auror’s standing guard.
“Witness for testimony for Draco Malfoy,” Harry stated, when he got close.
One of the Auror’s snapped his hand up to stop him.
“Closed court for case, boy. Best turn back,” he told him.
Harry paused in surprise and glared.
“Like Hell I will. Move or be moved, Auror,” Harry warned.
BAM! The case was already halfway through when a wizard stormed into the courtroom. Minister Fudge rose to his feet.
“Young man, you are interrupting an important case. Head Auror Potter, escort this man from the room,” the Minister smirked.
James had barely moved from his spot in the shadows when Harry’s voice rose over the whispers of the courtroom. He pointed to Draco who sat chained and magically silenced in a chair in the middle of the room.
“I am here to testify on the innocence of this man! You cannot deny my right as a citizen of the British wizarding community to speak on his behalf!” Harry exclaimed.
The whispers died and James Potter stopped where he was. Minister Fudge backed down and sat himself back down.
“You would speak on the behalf of a man accused of raping an innocent?” Minister Fudge demanded of him.
Harry smirked.
“I will speak on behalf of an innocent man accused of rape. Who has accused him of such a crime?” Harry inquired.
“Ginny Weasley.”
Harry couldn’t have stopped the burst of laughter even if he had hexed himself. The Wizengamot looked downright confused. Minister Fudge’s face turned purple.
“How dare you? Rape is a serious crime and he will be punished to the fullest extent,” Minister Fudge told him.
Harry finished laughing and stepped forward to pat Draco reassuringly on the shoulder. The blonde smiled at him. He knew Harry had his back. Harry turned his gaze back to the collection of witches and wizards.
“If found guilty. Which you will not because it is impossible for this man to have done such a thing,” Harry explained.
Whispers broke out amongst the members of the Wizengamot. Harry’s gaze fell on the accuser who sat by her parents, leveling a heated glare at Harry. He shook his head silently.
“Wizard, how can you make such a claim?” a witch called out.
“Because this man is gay.”
The whispers grew to shouts and hollering.
“Impossible!” “Set free!” “Veritaserum!”
“SILENCE!”
Everyone fell quiet with the Minister’s loud shout with the use of the Sonorus charm. He cancelled it out once he had the room silent again.
“You will explain yourself, young man. Starting with your name.”
Harry bowed his head.
“Raven is what I am known by. I work in the accuser’s brothers’ shop as a third partner. Draco Malfoy is one of my closest friends. I have known him all my life. He is a frequent visitor of the joke shop and known well by Fred and George Weasley. I’ve known he was gay for many years now. He can’t even get it up for a female so either an attacker used Polyjuice or the witch lies.”
Ginny shot up to her feet.
“YOU FILTHY MONGREL! Who are you to accuse me of lying?!” she shrieked.
Harry chuckled.
“Easy. I’ve known you all my life, as well. You’re pissed at Draco because I always wanted to spend time with him instead of you. You, who thought a marriage contract was in the future between our families.” Harry snorted. “Get real.”
Ginny gasped. Harry nodded. Seems the little twit realized who he was. He could see the realization sparking in his own father’s eyes, too. He raised his voice to the wizarding court.
“My name is Harry James Potter and I swear on my magic this man was with me last night and could not have committed this crime.”
Everyone gasped with the large spike of magic that sparked from Harry’s core.

/……/

Fred smirked. “Then what happened?”
Harry’s head fell forward with a groan as George firmly massaged his sore shoulders.
“That moronic Minister of ours actually fainted. The deputy Minister dismissed the case and set Draco free. I swept out of the Ministry with Draco. I really should check on him,” Harry said.
Fred shook his head with a chuckle as he came over and sat down on the bed in front of Harry.
“Don’t you worry about him. There’s a reason you haven’t heard anything from him. Zabini came to his senses and is currently “apologizing” to our dear dragon,” Fred told him.
Harry smiled. He knew what that meant and he was grateful both Slytherins knew their Silencing Charms well. He let out a small groan with his eyes fluttering shut as Fred’s mouth closed over a nipple. George’s hands wandered down from Harry’s shoulders to his back while his mouth took up peppering his shoulders with small licks and kisses.
“You did well taking care of your friend,” George whispered across his skin.
“But now it’s our turn –”
“–to take care of you.”
Harry couldn’t have agreed more as two sets of hands caressed his body. They swept down together to tease him through his rapidly tightening jeans. Harry whimpered in protest when one hand moved down to cup his balls while another teased over his length. The other two hands teased over his navel and dipped teasingly below his waistline. Twin chuckles danced across his skin.
One pair of hands retreated while the second set moved to unbuckle his belt. They teased by tracing up and down over the seam and zipper. Harry whined at the back of his throat while thrusting his hips forward. The other pair of hands snagged his hips and held him in place.
Knowing when he needed to behave, Harry allowed himself to be held back from thrusting. George rewarded their younger lover by latching onto his neck and sucking hard. Harry’s body trembled; the twins knew his neck was one of the greatest weak points.
His pants and boxers were lowered and a warm mouth covered his erection. Hands mapped all over his body while a pair of hot mouths brought his pleasure to the forefront. It didn’t take him long before he was releasing into Fred’s mouth. Fred squeezed his erection as he suckled down the taste of pure Harry.
While Fred sucked the very energy from Harry through his dick, George had released his neck and was whispering sweet promises in his ear.
“Hope you slept well last night, love. You’re in for a long night.”
A drowsy Harry smiled. Sometimes, it paid in spades to be invisible.
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