NEVER A NORMAL LIFE
LADY SHINIGAMI
DISCLAIMER: I OWN THE PLOT, BUT THAT'S IT. DON'T SUE ME.
PART 3: ATTACK FOR THE SILVER DRAGON
"Draco, your father and I have something of great importance to discuss with you immediately. Please have a seat." Said Narcissa, motioning for the blond to sit.
"If it's about joining Voldemort, then no. I won't do it, not even as a spy." Said Draco and Lucius and Narcissa smiled fondly.
"It's not about that, Draco. What we have to say is far more important than Voldemort. It's about your family, and who you are. We promised a very dear friend of ours that we would tell you the truth before your sixteenth birthday." Said Lucius and Draco looked at his parents curiously.
"Let me start at the very beginning," said Narcissa. "As you know, I was a Ravenclaw in school and your father was a Slytherin. Lucius' childhood friend, whom we'll call Moony, became a Gryffindor, and I became close friends with a group of Gryffindors who called themselves Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs, and Tigerlily. It was Prongs who made Brewer and Bad Faith, Lucius, part of our group of friends. Brewer is Severus Snape. The thing is... we are not your biological parents. You were given to us by Tigerlily because Voldemort was targeting her and Prongs and they thought that we could protect you better than they could at the time. Prongs, however, is not your father, Severus is. He never knew, although I'm sure that by now, he knows." Said Narcissa.
"And my...mother? My real mother?"
Narcissa opened her mouth to reply but several popping sounds from the other room grabbed their attention. All three of them recognized the noises immediately. Lucius paled and he quickly pulled Draco behind him, drawing his wand. Narcissa's wand was already out and she kept it pointed at the closed door a few feet away.
"Luc, take Draco and go! I'll hold them off! Go and make sure he's safe! He is the only thing that matters right now!"
"'Cissa, it's Deatheaters! You won't stand a chance!" Lucius said, backing away towards a secret door, all the while keeping Draco behind him.
"What's going on?" Draco asked, looking from his mother to Lucius.
"Dragon, you know that we are spies for Dumbledore, and now it would appear that Voldemort knows as well. 'Cissa, come on, you don't need to die!"
"Take Dragon and go, Luc, for Lils, if no one else. Make sure he is safe at any cost. Please, I will hold them off long enough." Lucius nodded and shoved Draco through a hidden door. The small room held a fireplace, no windows, and Lucius sealed the door behind him. The older wizard had tears in his ice-blue eyes as he lit the fire quickly. He tossed some Floo powder into the fire and called out, "Room of Requirement, Marauder's Den!" He then turned to Draco.
"Drake, listen to me carefully. You have always been a son to us, and we have always loved you. There's another thing; you have a twin brother. Take care of him; he has always had a very hard life. When you emerge from the fire, and I don't follow you, then go find Sev. You'll be in Hogwarts. Goodbye."
The last thing Draco saw behind Lucius shoved him into the fire was the door exploding in a shower of splinters and Narcissa's body just beyond. Then he was in another room, presumably the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts, and the Floo fire died out before he could get to his feet.
"Noo!" Draco fell to his knees on the hearth and tears leaked down his face, blurring his vision. He knew the man he thought had been his father didn't stand a chance against so many Deatheaters. There had been two dozen of them, at least. "Dad... mom..."
Rubbing at his silver eyes, Draco stood up and looked around at the fairly large room, gazing at the pictures. He, of course, knew of the Marauders and found many of the pictures to be of a variety of pranks. Above the fireplace, however, was a picture of eight animals with signatures beneath them. He recognized Lucius and Narcissa's handwriting beneath a raven and an owl, as well as Severus' signature under that of a black panther. The other five, a stag, a large dog, a wolf, a small rat, and a black cat, he didn't recognize.
With another glance around, Draco decided he should go and find Severus, his real father, he reminded himself, and tell the Potions Master of his parents' deaths. He opened the only door in the room and recognized the seventh floor of Hogwarts castle. With a small smile, which faded quickly, he set out towards the Potions Master's private quarters. Draco was near the Infirmary when he heard someone inside say, "Thank you...dad." He thought he recognized the voice of the speaker, but couldn't place it. Then Severus came out of the Infirmary, not even noticing him a few feet away.
"Professor..." Said Draco hesitantly, and the Potions Master whirled about, surprised to see Draco in the castle. Suddenly, Severus was in front of Draco, on his knees, gripping Draco's arms tightly.
"What are you doing here, Draco? How did you get here?"
"Professor, Deatheaters attacked the Manor, and mom tried to hold them off while dad tried to get me to safety. Voldemort knows they were spies. Mom explained how she and Lucius weren't my real parents..." he trailed off, and Severus was near tears.
"Not Luc and 'Cissa... Draco, did they tell you who your mother was?" Draco shook his head. "That was when the Deatheaters attacked. They did tell me you are my father." Draco said and Severus stood up, keeping one hand on the teen's shoulder. He guided the boy into the Infirmary and told him to relax while Severus told Dumbledore about the attack. Then Severus was gone from the Infirmary and Draco looked around, searching for whoever else was in the sterile white room.
A few beds over, Draco was surprised to see Harry Potter, ashen face, sleeping fitfully. Even from where he was, Draco could see that his rival had been severely beaten, and both legs were in casts, to prevent any movement. There were small stains of blood on the bedcovers, but nothing too serious. What had happened?
Draco looked away from the fallen hero, and started to think about everything Lucius and Narcissa had told him. Who was his brother? Pondering this, Draco lay back on one of the beds and fell asleep still thinking about the same question.
Once Severus had told Dumbledore about the attack on Malfoy Manor, the Headmaster quickly summoned a few of the Order members and they all flooed through to Malfoy Manor. The interior of the Manor was in ruins, and curse marks were everywhere, indicating a small battle and destruction. Severus moved away from the others, heading for Lucius' private library, knowing that the secret room in the library was the only place Draco could have gotten to Hogwarts in the first place. He didn't tell Dumbledore that, however. The Headmaster was too busy searching the rooms for any Deatheaters.
In the destroyed library, Severus found Narcissa's body, sprawled in front of a shattered doorway. This was where the hidden room had been. The small room itself was practically destroyed.
"Where are you Luc?" Severus asked aloud, barely audible, even to himself, and he scanned the destroyed escape room. There, under a pile of rubble and debris, Severus saw a hand that clutched a wand, a wand that the Potions Master immediately recognized as his friend's wand. Severus hurried over and levitated the rubble off of Lucius' body.
"What...?" Severus stared as instead of Lucius Malfoy's body, he removed a young teen from the rubble. The Potions Master cast a spell, allowing him to detect what curses had been used during the attacked. After a moment of analysis, Severus came to the conclusion that three or four different curses had struck Lucius at the exact same time, causing a chain reaction in the older Malfoy's genetic structure. The chain reaction had caused Lucius' body to renew itself somewhat. Lucius Malfoy was once again a teenager.
"Dear Merlin. Dumbledore's going to have a fit. At least Luc looks like he did in school. Damn, I feel old." Severus carried the injured Malfoy Sr., back down to where Dumbledore was, hoping that this...predicament didn't kill anyone with its consequences in the future.
"Albus, something has obviously happened to Lucius, causing his body to de-age quite literally. I don't believe we will find anything else here. Shall I take Lucius to the Infirmary?" Severus asked and Dumbledore nodded hurriedly.
"Hold on, Luc." Severus flooed to Dumbledore's office and hurried down to the Infirmary, where he found both his sons sleeping. He gently placed Lucius on one of the beds away from the other two and pulled the sheets around the bed, shielding Lucius from sight. It wouldn't do for Draco to see his 'father' as a sixteen-year-old wizard. Then Severus sat down at Harry's bedside, to wait for him to wake up in a couple of hours.
Harry stirred and hissed softly, calling for Jouichiiro. The black cobra slithered into Harry's waiting hand and he borrowed the snake's eyes once again, hoping to see Severus, so that they may talk further. The Potions Master was dozing in a chair beside him, his black hair, not so greasy anymore, falling over his angular face.
"Dad? Wake up." Said Harry, and Severus opened his black eyes and straightened in his seat. "Did you find my brother?"
"Actually, he found me. Shortly after I took you from that house, Malfoy Manor was attacked. Narcissa is dead, and something strange has happened to Lucius, and don't bother asking me what happened to him; I won't tell you. In fact, Draco is sleeping a few beds over. Why don't we wake him up and all of us can talk. Civilly, do I make myself clear?" Severus raised an eyebrow when Harry nodded, his eyes still closed, but glowing faintly green. "You might want to give Jouichiiro his eyes back; Draco will be surprised as it is."
Harry chuckled. "Damn! Take away all my fun, why don't you!" The glow receded and Severus went over to wake up his albino son.
"Draco, wake up. There are things that must be said and explained right now, and you'll be meeting your brother soon." Draco opened his silver eyes and got off the bed, following Severus as he led the boy to Harry's bedside.
"Draco, I'm sure you know of the other occupant of the Infirmary, and I'm sure you've come to your own conclusions as to why he is here. Whatever is said in here will remain asecret until the time is right. Harry, show Draco what has been done to you." Said Severus, gently shoving the blond into a chair.
With a smirk, Harry sat up and opened his eyes, and hearing Draco gasp, he said, "If you think this is Voldemort's work, then you are wrong. My blindness and every other injury that you see is the handywork of my Muggle relatives. It is only a miracle that our esteemed Potions Master was able to save me before I died."
Draco stared in shock, almost speechless. "Why would anyone do that? I always thought that your family was like your fan club, Potter."
Harry smiled bitterly and shook his head. "No, this has been going on my entire life, although, not as bad as this. I lived in a cupboard until I was eleven, and up until that point, I never knew I was a wizard. I had always been told that James and my mother were killed in a car crash. Still, I have always been punished for whatever they think I have done wrong. It was because my uncle thought I single-handedly brought his company into bankruptcy using magic. How ridiculous, although it gave him a reason to blind me."
"How can you sit there and talk about it so casually?"
"Because I have already dealt with my emotions, and heroes are not allowed to show weakness, or pain, or suffering. It really doesn't matter, though, because there is something far more important than why I got beaten. Should you tell him, or shall I?" he asked Severus, who was barely keeping his emotions in check.
"I will. Draco, Lucius and Narcissa told you that I am your father, but they never got to telling you about your mother, am I right?" Severus asked and Draco nodded. Harry smirked, staring unseeing at Severus and Draco. "This is where I come in. It would seem, my rival Slytherin, that James Potter was not my real father. My mother was pregnant with twins, and James only married her because he didn't want Lily's children to grow up without a father figure if something happened to their real father. Other than that, James and Lily were simply the best of friends."
Draco quickly worked through what he had been told, thinking very quickly, and came to his conclusions. "Are you trying to tell me that I've been fighting with my twin brother for the past five years? That you, Harry Potter, Golden Boy of Gryffindor, are my twin brother?"
"Yep, that about sums it up!" Harry said rather flippantly, smirking like a Slytherin. "You're an albino, thus your blond hair and silver eyes. I'm thinking that if you hadn't been an albino, your hair would be as black as mine, and maybe dark green eyes. Not a bad image, I must say."
Draco turned to Severus. "So Tigerlily of the Marauders was Lily Evans?"
Harry perked up. "Mom was a Marauder?"
Severus nodded. "Yes, as was I, and both 'Cissa and Luc. Of course, that incident in your third year, when I caught you with the Map, I couldn't very well reveal myself, now could I?"
"I can't believe this," Draco said, exasperated, and Harry chuckled. "I have a brother, after years of being an only child, I'm not rich anymore, my father is a Potions professor, and my mother was killed by Voldemort. Actually, both my mothers were killed by that bastard." Draco went quiet and Harry leaned back into his pillows.
"Join the club. Now, the real question at hand is what are we going to do about what you know now? That's one of the things that really matter in this instant. Dad and I have accepted that we are family, despite our past...differences. I'm perfectly willing to become a Snape and have you as my brother, Draco, but only if you're willing to do the same." Harry said quietly, and Draco looked up at him, seeing the bright sightless green eyes looking in his direction, but not seeing him. He stayed that way for a while before turning to Severus.
"So, what do we do now, dad?"
Both Harry and Severus smiled upon hearing Draco's words, and the blond smiled as well.
