Title: The Truth Behind the Name and the Lies pt. 6

Pairing: DracoxHarry, OliverxPercy, twincest? Ect.

Fandom: HP

Notes: An abused boy finds out he's a wizard and a hero; his tormented mind rebels. One person sees through the misconceptions to the real Harry and treats him the way he deserves. How does this change them both and those around them?

Chapter 2- Blaise seeks advice and instruction from the Centaurs

The day after Draco's sixteenth Birthday Blaise flooed into Hogwarts exiting Severus' office floo in the Dungeon, avoiding anyone who might still be in the castle and making his way to the Forbidden Forest. Weaving his way through the tree and ignoring the paths as he headed for the Centaurs camp.

Firenze met him, "Little Eagle, what brings you to school?"

"The Dragon charged me with a task, I am unsure how I am to fulfill it." Blaise said as he sat on a tree stump.

"Tell me what it is?"

Blaise sighed, "He wants me to use my seer abilities to look into the past. I've never had a vision of the past before. I've never even tried to see before, my prophecy and my visions just happened. Soon I was seeing just before or just as they happened but most are more in the future."

"Your abilities are growing stronger Little Eagle. The past will open itself to you when it's time. You see through time as if through water, Veela."

"Relying so much on my seer abilities seems foolish. What is my,"

"Your abilities are beyond teaching, I see that since your prophecy that you are more in touch with time and fate. We can only guide you and teach you how to cope with the visions you will soon begin to see. These are dangerous times little Eagle, you must prepare yourself. Without school to distract your magic,"

"I'll have more visions?" Blaise asked with a shiver.

"Yes youngling, your mate will look after your, trust him."

Blaise flushed, "I do…I lost a chick this past spring. Our son, little Gregorio Nicolai Zabini, we named him for my birth parents."

"We heard your wails of sorrow and mourned with you." Firenze patted his shoulder, "It's a terrible thing to lose a fool, I lost one myself."

"I did everything right," Blaise whispered. "we kept them warm and I held them often while I talked to them and I still lost it!" he keened with anguish.

"Hush little Eagle, these things happened."

Bane heard the sound and drew near, "the foal perished because it was cracked during the attack and it began to weaken."

Blaise sobbed, "Maybe if we'd fought harder, left the castle sooner,"

"No, it was beyond you control, Veela. I remember how Firenze blamed himself,"

"So there are no female centaurs, Scamander speculated that. Though he did consider you hid them away to protect them from males of other species." Blaise said between chest-wracking sobs.

"There have never been female centaurs, anymore then female fawns or satyrs. We procreate amoungst own as we always have. We consider other species with females quite odd." Bane said stiffly, "Veelas procreating amoungst wizards proves to be their downfall and they find themselves dwindling."

Blaise nodded wiping the tears from his face, "That's why there are none of my kind on these shores besides myself and Fleur who were transplanted here as well as our chicks."

"If your chicks mates you could resurrect the community." Firenze countered.

"I wonder, Perseus young as he is quite enamoured with the son of a werewolf."

"Another specials treated poorly by wizards." Bane grumbled.

"You don't think much of wizards Bane."

"My sire Magorian's mate was killed by a wizard." Bane glowered.

"I see, my birth father was killed by Italian Death Eaters I believe. He was the Italian Ministry's equivalent of an Auror as I understand."

"You should return home Veela. It isn't safe for you to be away. Especially, with Dumbledore on the loose and plotting revenge."

"Question, you were aware that his phoenix,"

"Is no such thing?" Bane replied. "yes."

"How do we break his curse?"

"He was a terrible Wizard in his day Veela." Blaise glared, "Perhaps, that is a question to be put before the Curse breaker or the Potter filly, who is the daughter carried by two mothers."

With that final piece of wisdom Blaise left the Centaurs and returned home…

Sorry for the wait, i had to type it up and my hand is acting weird. hope you enjoy.

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