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When Harry awoke it was to a very different scene to the one in which he had fallen asleep. This time his glasses were in place so there was no blurriness to prevent him from seeing the luxury which surrounded him. He was rested on a large four poster bed with silken silver sheets and dark green velvet curtains which were pushed open allowing the day's sunshine to pour in. The same man whom he had been introduced to when he last awoke was again in the room. This time he was waiting as though he had anticipated Harry's waking. Voldemort was at least not in sight, small comfort though that was.
Harry wasn't sure what to say or do under the circumstances. It was obvious from the brief interaction that he had witnessed before he succumbed to the dreamless sleep potion that this Healer, if he was in fact actually a Healer, was a follower of Voldemort and as such could not be trusted. But, Harry had no idea where he was, why he was still alive, or for what reason he was seemingly being well treated.
Before Harry had a chance to formulate any sort of strategy for how hew planned to interacted with Yaxley that man came forward.
"Are you experiencing any sense of disorientation?" He asked.
Harry wanted to retort that it was highly disorienting that Voldemort had kidnapped him only to heal his injuries and put him up in a room that rivaled a 4 star hotel suite, but he imagined that was not what the man was referring to.
"No I have my full faculties." He replied curtly instead. Harry forced his body out of bed. He was stiff from months of disuse but he refused to face an enemy from a prone position.
"You have been unconscious for nearly 3 months Mr. Potter. While I was healing your injuries I determined that you were suffering damages from years of acute malnutrition and likely periods of actual starvation. As I was given full reign to implement whatever medical treatment I found necessary to restore you to full health I decided it would be best to put you on an aggressive regimen of nutrition potions and to vanish and regrow most of the bones in your body, all of which were brittle from calcium deficiency and many of which were improperly healed from childhood injuries. As both of these treatments are high unpleasant to endure while awake I thought it best to dose you with the draught of living death and keep you in a medical stasis while your body healed from its childhood abuse.
"Why?"
"As I just said it would have been extremely painful for you to endure either of those treatments while awake."
"No, I mean why are you treating me at all. Why hasn't Voldemort killed me yet?"
"I do not believe Voldemort has any intention of killing you. To the contrary he has expended considerable effort these past 3 months securing your safety and comfort."
"So, you don't deny being a death eater?"
"I do not deny that I serve the dark lord. Though I am not marked and I do not fight. I am a healer."
Harry didn't know what to make of the man's placid admittance for his allegiance. Harry had expected him to deny any association to Voldemort.
"How can you just say that so calmly. You claim to be a healer yet you align yourself with a man who tortures and slaughters people for fun."
"Whatever propaganda you may have been fed by the light I can assure you that the Dark Lord has far more important things to do with his time than commit senseless acts of violence."
Harry made a doubtful pfft sound and Yaxley continued.
"I will not deny that violent acts occurred during the last war, but I assure you that atrocities were committed by both sides. Are you familiar with the phrase 'history is written by the victors'? Well, with the Dark Lord's unexpected fall the night he attacked your family the Light enjoyed a temporary victory which they took full advantage of. They got to determine how the war would be depicted to and remembered by future generations of British wizards and witches. What do you know about the first war?"
Harry glared and for a moment hesitated to answer. He didn't want to be tricked into sharing information with the enemy. After reflecting for a moment though he couldn't imagine any harm in this particular question so he answered.
"A bunch of blood-purist bigots rounded up together and tried to purge the wizarding world of those they found unworthy."
"False. While I will not deny that a large number of the Dark Lord's followers have blood purist views it would not at all be accurate to claim that belief as a universal trait. In fact right of the top of my head I could name a number of half-bloods who served him and obviously disagreed with blood purist notions. Such views had nothing at all to do with the war."
"You're saying that the war was not about blood purity?" Harry scoffed.
"That's exactly what I'm saying. The Dark Lord himself does not believe in blood purism, though I know he generally keeps his opinion on the subject to himself to avoid unnecessary conflict with those of his followers who assume he shares their views."
"So you're saying he is a panderer?"
"I'm saying he is a politician and that the last war was a political one. Two sides, two groups with opposing views. The current ministry and Dumbledore being on one side and the Dark Lord and those who share in his values on the other."
"And what are these supposed values if not blood purism?"
"Magic de-regulation."
Harry lifted an eyebrow. That sounded surprisingly non-dramatic. Yaxley, seeing that Harry wasn't going to comment motioned to the two chairs across the room and took a seat. Harry wasn't especially keen on the cozy setting, but he was curious. No one ever seemed to want to talk about the last war. Even if Harry was doubtful that he was about to recieve an unbiased accounting he was still curious.
Once Harry begrudgingly joined him Yaxley elaborated. "Prior to the 1940's the practice of all magics were perfectly legal. With the exception of a few guidelines put in place by the statute of secrecy to prevent the exposure of the magical world and to ensure our protection from the muggles there were no laws governing what magic could be used. People were left to use their own judgment to discern which branches of magic they wished to study and use in their everyday lives."
"That sounds like anarchy."
"It wasn't. As a society we still had laws. It was still illegal to commit murder, or to purposefully injure someone, or to steal etc etc. But there were no laws outlaw particular spells or branches of magic. When Grindelwald began his rise to power abroad the British Ministry of Magic wanted to ensure that his movement could not take hold here in Britain. Grindelwald was known for utilizing many powerful and potentially dangerous branches of magic in his war of terror across Europe. He was a blood purist and genocide was the motivation of his war. The Ministry tried to be proactive against recruitment of British citizens by outlawing branches of magic that were in popular use by followers of Grindelwald. In particular Blood Magic, Ritual Magic, Necromancy, and Soul Magic were outlawed. Unfortunately for practitioners of these Arts the ministry was not at all specific about only outlawing things that were inherently bad or dangerous. They banned the branches wholesale. Now as a healer I can tell you that Blood Magic has many completely innocuous but incredibly valuable uses in Healing. It is also very powerful for Warding and Runic Magics. But the Ministry made no legal exceptions. The banning of Ritual Magics was especially offensive to old pure-blooded families as the banning of rituals prevented them from conducting their seasonal religious rites. Dumbledore was one of the largest supporters of these blanket bans. He used his influence as the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts to have these magics stripped from the Hogwarts curriculum. Since becoming Headmaster he has also removed relevant books from the school library."
"This is a wonderful history lesson, but I don't see what it has to do with Voldemort."
"The Dark Lord, like many other practitioners of what are know known as the Dark Arts is a liberal users of all branches of magic. It is a travesty of the highest order to attach an Azkaban sentence to the free use of magic. The Dark Lord and his true followers fight to remove these oppressive laws and to remove from power those who would uphold them."
"You make him sound like a beneficent revolutionary."
"There are many indeed who view him as such. I see that you doubt me. Your perspective of course does not incline you to view him favorably. You know him only as the man who took your parents from you and whom attempted to take your life when you were and infant. Not everyone has had the purely negative experience that you have. The Dark Lord is many things to many people. Let me tell you a story. My Story. I was not always a follower of the Dark Lord. Though I have always agreed with his political goals of liberating use of magic I did not always approve of the necessity of violence to achieve that goal. As I told you earlier I am first and foremost a healer and I take the axiom 'first do no harm' to heart. I am not a violent man. I am not a revolutionary. My wife was like minded to myself. She too was content with neutrality. Not all wizarding families felt a need to declare themselves for either Dumbledore or the Dark Lord. I have an elder brother. He is not a Healer and his passion for the cause has always been stronger than my own. He took the mark as soon as he graduated from Hogwarts. I told you earlier that atrocities were committed by both sides. Allow me to explain what I meant by that. During the first war there were those in the Ministry who felt that extreme measures must be taken to subdued the revolution that was brewing. Dissent tends to run in families because families that practice the the pagan sabbaths and the now forbidden branches of magic tend to be the most outspoken against the Ministries tyrannical imposition. The Ministry put in place a number of policies, some formal some informal, which were used to reduce the chance that future generations of witches and wizards would continue to rebel against the Ministry. First were the raids. The Ministry authorized the raiding of the homes of old wizarding families. They used these raids to confiscate tools used for rituals, which were often priceless family heirlooms, as well as any books that pertained to the forbidden magics or what they began calling the 'Dark Arts'. That many if not most of theses families had committed no crimes that would entitle the ministry to this unjust search and seizure goes without saying. Anyone foolish enough to fight this unethical violation of their homes would face violent arrests and would often be thrown into Azkaban without the benefit of trial. What was even more insidious was what came later. It is not known for sure whose idea the culling was, though many blame Mad-Eye Moody, but the idea behind the culling was that by preventing the dissenting members of society from procreating they could limit the dissent to the current generation and thus secure victory by attrition. You see they believed that by censoring any of the books that mentioned the 'Dark Arts' they could prevent muggle-borns and half-bloods from learning the forbidden magics and by sterilizing the rebellious families of the pure-blood set they could prevent such magics from being passed on. It was a naive aspiration, but never the less a very destructive one. Moody and his subordinates were ruthless in the execution of their 'culling' they took advantage of raids to attack women from 'Dark' families all under the pretense that the women were resisting arrest or were hindering the efforts of aurors to confiscate contraband. The culling was of course kept off the books and out of the papers.
They got my wife while she was out shopping in Knockturn Alley. She wasn't committing any crime, she hadn't done anything wrong, but she was the wife of a man whose brother was a death eater and that was all the evidence they needed to cull her. She was hit with the an infertility curse. It destroys the womb. Her attackers didn't know that she was already pregnant at the time. Not that I think it likely that such a consideration would have stayed their hand. But the effect on my wife… She was devastated. She longed for motherhood above all else and she felt the loss of our child very keenly. She never recovered. On the one year anniversary of the assault she took her own life. That was the day I decided to join the Dark Lord. There is no place for neutrality in a conflict such as this. Neutrality didn't protect my wife or my unborn child. I might not agree with the actions of some of the death eaters amongst my master's ranks but I do support the Dark Lord and I do everything I can to aid his cause without going against my own principles. The Dark Lord understands that I am not a violent man and as such he uses my talents as a healer to further his cause. As I'm sure you can imagine there are many instances in which his followers require medical attention where it is inadvisable for them to go to St. Mungo's. I attend them. Just as I have attended you. The Dark Lord has ordered that your health is to be my number one priority. Can you honestly say that the Light has ever done as much for you?"
Harry was struck dumb. That entire speech was such an inundation of new and controversial information that he didn't even know what to ask first. He knew that he shouldn't take anything the man said at face value, the man was an admitted death eater for Merlin's sake. But, he couldn't bring himself to dismiss it all out of hand. So much of what the man had said rang true and the whole speech had been uttered without hesitation of any sense of deceit.
"I see that I have given you much to think on. We can of course speak on this again. We will be spending a great deal of time together in the coming months. I am still overseeing your treatment and I am one of only two individuals beside the Dark Lord himself who are keyed into this house. I would like our relationship to be a cordial one, but that of course is up to you. I hope you will consider the words I have told you. Mipsy will be up shortly with a tray for lunch. I suggest you eat. You have grown a great deal since you last ate, your body will be needing food. Good day."
And without giving Harry the chance to question anything he had just learned the man swiftly swept out of the room leaving a gaping Harry in his wake.
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