The Hidden Truth
Author : Vampire Gurl
Rating: R
Pairing : Harry/Draco
Disclaimer : I do not own Harry or Draco or any characters of the Harry Potter series.
Author's Note: Reviews are always welcomed. wink wink.
Warnings: Slash, maybe others not sure where I'm going with this just yet.
"The Investigation"
"Bye you guys! Meet you at Honeyduck's at 3:00 alright." Harry says to his friends at Hogsmeade.
"You sure you don't want us there?" Hermione asks.
"Nah, you two love birds need some alone time. Plus, I would rather do this by myself."
"Alright Harry. See you later."
Harry turns and walks away. He stops in front of the library Ron told him about. He walks passed the stone arches of the building and stops in front of the library.
"Ummm.. Miss? Where are the family records?"
"Very back of the building. You can miss it."
"Thanks."
He reaches the back and looks at all the names along the book blinds. Many of the names were familiar to him, a wave a sadness pass over him as he read Black, in he elegant writing. Crabbe,…Goyle, he is enraged when he see Lestrange, but he lets it pass, Longbotton, and Malfoy.
He takes the old book and opens it.
Augustus and Octavia Malfoy
Julian, Apollo and Olivia Malfoy
Julian Malfoy and Tabitha Zabini
Apollo Malfoy and Darla Damsel
Marcus and Abigail Malfoy
Lucifer Malfoy and Victoria Baudelaire
Lucius and Vivian Malfoy
Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black
Draco Malfoy
He turns to the page with Lucius and Vivian. Lucius was on the left page of the book and Vivian, who matched the picture he saw earlier was on the right. He sits down, his back against the bookshelves and read.
Vivian Lucia Malfoy
Date of Birth - July 19, 1966.
Parents: Lucifer and Victoria Malfoy
Younger twin sister to Lucius Isaac Malfoy. She attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and sorted into Slytherin, and a Slytherin Prefect. Graduated in June of 1983. Never married. Her career is unavailable.
Deceased as if October 1st, 1990.
Causes of Death - Unknown.
That was weird. Harry thinks to himself. He looks at the black and white pictures. Vivian's body was turned to he brother and she appeared to be having an conversation with him. They both stood tall and regal. Pride and honor oozed out of them. You could see that they had pride in themselves, and there families. Yet, they were not high and mighty about it. They did not smirk, they were happy. They were happy with who they were and each other.
More confused more then when he started, he leaves the library and goes to meet his friends. Nothing seemed to make sense. What could have happened? He was determined to find out. He makes a plan to return to the room again to investigate.
He leaves Hogsmeade a few hours later and returns to the castle. He finds the room again with ease and enters. Nothing seems to have changed. Everything was still in its rightful place. He searches around for anything out of the ordinary. With a frustrated sigh, he sits in the chair next to the window. He takes the picture out of his pocket and unfolds it. He takes a look at the smiling faces once more and he lets it fall to the floor. He gets up and leaves.
A few minutes later, Draco enters the room. He breathes heavily and clenches and unclenches his fists. He walks over the window and opens it. He grips the windowsill so hard his knuckles turn white. He looks out the window and to the ground below. How easy would it be to just jump. So easy to escape and fall to the ground so very far below. He has gotten a letter say for him to return home for the winter holidays to 'help and tend to Narcissa.' God damn it, he wants a way out
He turns his head towards the floor. He closes his eyes and tries to gain control over himself. When he composes himself, he opens his eyes. His eyes widen in shock as he falls to his knees and picks up the picture.
The faces of his father, aunt and himself smiling back at him. Seems like ages ago this picture was taken. A lifetime ago he can never again have. Sobbing, he holds the picture and grieves.
Professor Monroe walks around the Physical Defense class. She explains to the students the how to kick and how to block it.
Harry and Draco practicing. Harry kicks Draco which he catches with ease. They repeat this as Draco kicks Harry. Harry grabs Draco's leg and twists it slightly. Draco pulls his leg down and Harry releases his hold. Draco then swipes Harry's legs out from under him and Harry falls to the floor on his back.
"You need to keep your guard up." Draco says simply.
"How do you know the martial arts so well?"
"I had a great trainer. It may be a shock to you but we Malfoys pride ourselves on being very well-rounded and diverse in our skills."
"Really? How so?"
"I speak French, Latin, Spanish and Portuguese as well as I speak English. I know enough Japanese to get by, and I know a little Chinese. I can fence, and do nun chucks. I know Yoga and it helps me to mediate."
"That's remarkable."
"Whatever, are you going…" Draco is suddenly on his back on the floor and Harry stands over him.
"Nice, Potter. Your learning." Draco smirks.
"I had a good teacher." Harry smirks back.
"Your fan club is calling you, better get ready to leave. I don't want Weasel to think I hurt the boy wonder." Draco then turns and leaves.
"It has to be magic. How else could he be so strong?" Ron says with malice.
"It's not."
"How would you know?"
"I just do."
As the days and weeks passed by Harry greatly improved in Physical Defense. Outside the class, Harry hardly ever saw Draco, and he never talked or harassed him. He wanted to get to know the Slytherin Prince, but he doesn't know how he would. Everyday he passes the old classroom. He always debates on whether or not to go in again. He always decides to walk away. However, this was not the case tonight. Harry returns to the castle after a run along the Forbidden Forest.
He stops in the hall and hears a crash. He follows the noise and it comes from the old room. He walks closer and he can hear more crashing and what sounded like yelling. He runs to the door which is locked. He then runs into the door to jar it and it works. He is shocked at the sight in front of him. Draco is yelling, and crying. He grabs objects and throws them across the room. He punches a old mirror ad it scatters. The windows is also destroyed. Books and papers are in disarray and the chair laid on it's side broken.
"YOU PROMISED!" Draco screams to the ceiling. Harry walks up behind him and wraps his arms around Draco, trapping his arms under his. Draco struggles and continues to convulse.
"What happened?" Harry says softly.
After a moment of silence, Draco speaks.
"Potter, I should have known. Bet your loving this."
"No, I just want to help."
"No you don't. And you shouldn't."
"Too bad."
Harry turns Draco around and sees his wounds. His fists are bloodied and probably broken. Blood covered the left side of his face, his arms, chest and right leg. Harry conjures a filled water basin, and some simple bandages and cloths. He carefully begins to treat Draco's wounds.
"What got you so upset? And I'm not leaving till you tell me."
"It's not supposes to happen this way."
"Why isn't."
"Your not supposed to help me."
"I am. It will help to talk."
"My father's appeal was overturned today and Narcissa continues to badger me to return home."
"That doesn't sound that bad."
"You have no idea. Without my father…" Draco cries out in pain as Harry finds a rather deep cut on Draco's leg.
"Shit, I need to get you to the medical wing. This is really bad."
"It'll heal."
"No, it need attention." Harry helps Draco up and they walk to the medical wing. "You can tell me the story while Madame Pomfrey is treating your wounds."
Draco remains silent the whole way to the Medical Wing. Harry places Draco on a bed and leaves to get Madame Pomfrey. Quickly, Madame Pomfrey attends to Draco, she never asks any questions about the injuries which Harry finds odd.
"Mr. Potter, would you mind staying the night with Mr. Malfoy."
"No problem." Harry waits for her to leave and then turns to Draco.
"So, you were saying?"
Draco sighs, he didn't want to tell Harry anything. Yet, he found himself telling Harry everything.
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