Title: The Monsters we Create
Summary: The wizard world needs Harry's help once again. Another evil is rising and they're victims don't seem to follow a pattern. Can Harry save the world a second time? Or will the monsters that the wizard world created rule?
Pairings: Draco/Harry, Harry/Ginny, Scorpius/Albus Severus, Albus Severus/OC (never seen though), Ron/Hermione, and possible Luna/Ginny
Warnings: Slash, possible Fem-slash, Slight bashing (but it'll come from the characters' mouths), and Graphic violent scenes/deaths
Notes:
1. As suggested by a rather aggressive reviewer (shakes head at her friend) I've decided to speed up things with Scorpius and Albus. I think it kind of helps the story.
2. There's an OC who will never be seen, Alynesia Zabini. She would be the daughter of Blaise Zabini and Daphne Greengrass, making her Scorpius' first cousin. She's the OC Albus has a crush on.
WOW, another chapter! I don't know why I'm updating this so quickly, but I really like this chapter and want it up before I go and prepare myself for another year of college. *sigh* I'm really not looking forward to this...
Sorry that this chapter is shorter than the others. I just felt that adding anything else would really make it feel awkward.
"I wonder how she stays so slim. I mean, her father is quite muscular and your aunt isn't super petite. Does she play any sports?"
"No, I don't think she plays any sports."
"Her eyes are also-"
"Al, can you stop talking about my stupid cousin? Honestly, you never shut up about Alynesia once you start." Scorpius groaned. He lay on his bed, his eyes drooping from boredom. As any normal teenager would hear his best friend annoyingly ranting on about how brilliant and fit his cousin was.
"I can't help it! She's so… beautiful, almost ethereal, and mysterious too! She also has this power to... to make people want to do everything for her. She's just amazing!" Albus said as he continued pining over the dark beauty.
"Yes, you've been saying that for… three years now. Why don't you just ask her out already and save me from this torture?" Scorpius laughed. Albus almost forgot to breathe when his friend began to crack up though. Why was it forced? Why did it sound so horrible?
"Whoa, what's your laugh man? It was… not the same." Al gasped. Scorpius smiled. He quickly got off his bed and ruffled the brunette's hair playfully.
"Nothing Al, it's just weird to think if you marry my Aunt Daphne's daughter, then we'll become brother-in-laws. It's a little weird." Albus smiled and nodded.
It was always nothing. Scorpius didn't have serious feelings. The blonde was a Slytherin after all. He was a man-whore as well. Scorpius had hundreds of girls' names documented on his little black book, with stars to symbol whether or not he had a good time. There were good girls, bad girls, and smart girls; there were an endless amount of them it seems. They understood that he probably wouldn't have more than a one-night stand with the attractive blonde, but that just made them all the more determined to try.
Girls never suspected that he was homosexual. Everyone knew that Slytherins didn't lust after their best friends who were the same gender as them. Slytherins weren't tossers and they certainly weren't like regular people. Regular people fall in love and get sappy and sweet about it. Their heart pounds and their stomach churns. Headaches, nervous sweats, and weird spouts of jealousy are other symptoms of love as well. But when that happened to Scorpius with Albus around, it just meant he was suffering from so unknown illness. An illness that he was happy to endure for his best friend, but it was an illness and nothing more.
"Scorpius! Jeez man, do you need a fucking listening class?" The brunette said, throwing a pillow into his friends face. Scorpius glared at his friend, but the middle child knew his friend was just joking.
"I was listening. You're just rambling on and on about how you can possibly get Alynesia to notice you as more than my friend." Scorpius sighed dreamily, mocking his friend and his infatuation.
"Wrong! You know that Eric Finch-Fletchley, Hufflepuff boy, that's been asking me to send her gifts?" The blonde rolled his eyes. It was hard to forget the stuttering wizard. He was a shy boy, who nobody noticed. In fact, the only thing the dark haired Hufflepuff was known for was staring at his tan cousin Alynesia. The Hufflepuff would spend all the money his parents would send him to spend at Hogsmeade on gifts for Scorpius' cousin. Sadly, all those efforts were fruitless.
"Yeah, you just threw them away. Stupid boy, trusting a Slytherin like that." Scorpius huffed.
"At first, that's what I did for weeks, actually make that two months. But then I realized the idiot never wrote down his name on the cards that came with the gifts. So I'd just take my quill and write my name in there and just innocently place them in front of Alynesia's dorm." Albus grinned.
"That… that is very Slytherin of you!" Scorpius smirked.
"Hey, I am ambitious and cunning when it comes to things I want. She even wrote me a letter saying that she would love to arrange a date to Hogsmeade once we get back to school."
Scorpius' heart felt like it was being torn. His illness was starting again. It was always hard when Albus talked about his fondness of his cousin Alynesia, but there wasn't anything that he could do to control it. The only thing he could do was to cover up its symptoms, to grin and bare it as many would say. He didn't mind it. The blonde knew that the other was completely straight and didn't have any fascinations or curiosities of the homosexual nature. Al was a normal boy, other than his strong ambition due to the fact that he was a middle child.
"Hey Scorpius, what did your dad give you earlier anyways?" Al said, pointing at the object that was causing a bulge in Scorpius' pocket.
"Some mirror that will allow me to call you and any of your family members if anything happens." The brunette wrinkled his nose.
"Why? We hang out all the time and I don't know if you really want to talk to the rest of my family. My brother's annoying and Lily is… well, she's good at Quidditch and Potions, but once you get her out of her element she seems so lost."
"Don't worry, your brother seems like a regular prick to me. I have no interest in him." Scorpius grinned. Al looked up at him with his bright green eyes with surprise.
"Really?"
"Yes, why would I want to be friends with him? Other than so that your family won't hate me." The blonde questioned.
"It's nothing. I'm just surprised. Most people would rather be friends with James. James is outgoing and friendly; he has a personality that people are really attracted to. Also, it doesn't help that I'm in Slytherin either. Everyone in school thought I was going to be the next dark lord because of who my dad was. You know how people love ironies like that. Even adults had this irrational thought about me. It wasn't until Rose literally shamed everyone who thought that with her lengthy speech of how their behavior towards me was probably similar to Voldemort's treatment in the Orphanage and is probably the reason why he turned out that way." Scorpius smiled.
"Why do you need a lot of friends like James? Most of the people who go to our school are losers anyways." The dark haired boy grinned at his friend.
"Thanks Scorpius. Now if only you were a girl... and your grandmother and grandfather didn't look at me with absolute disgust. Our relationship would totally work out!" Albus laughed. Scorpius' heart skipped a beat but he ignored it. Instead, the future Malfoy heir rolled his eyes and mouthed the words "old people are crazy."
"Oh, don't mind them. They're old. They think anyone who isn't a pure blood isn't as special. My father is similar, but he thinks that half bloods aren't bad. I never understood their dislike of muggle borns." Scorpius answered honestly.
"Still though, tonight was especially weird. Your dad even asked them what was wrong." The brunette continued. Before Scorpius could respond to his friend, there was a tapping at the door. Both men were baffled by the interruption. Who would want to bother them at this hour?
"I think that maybe my grandparents sent a house elf to get us for a late lunch." Scorpius assumed. The blonde Slytherin sat down on his bed, to tired to stand.
"No, if it was a house elf why wouldn't they just show up? Besides, who eats lunch at three in the afternoon?" Al said looking a little puzzled. The brunette's observations were logical, but many unusual things happened in the wizard world.
"Please forgive my dear guest, we pure bloods are quite strange." Scorpius said mocking his grandfather's voice. Albus snickered inside his right hand. Lucius Malfoy always spoke with flowery words and an exceptional vocabulary. It was not a bad thing to have; it was just odd that someone still wished to retain such formality.
There was more tapping followed by an eloquent female voice.
"Scorpius, will you please open the door?" It was the blonde's grandmother Narcissa. Scorpius squinted a little in bewilderment. Why would his grandmother bother to knock on the door? Why not just barge in? This was still her husband's mansion.
"Coming grandmother," He said before he got off his bed. Al snickered again; amused at the way his friend addressed his grandmother.
"Don't be long big boy, I'll keep the bed warm while you're away." Albus whispered in a husky voice, only loud enough for Scorpius to hear. The blonde was glad that he was facing the door for the blush across his face was extremely obvious. The idea of the brunette actually having that kind of relationship with him made his heart race and his brain shut down. Damn this disease.
The youngest Malfoy opened the door to see his grandparents on the other side. His grandmother, although almost seventy, still stood erect like a might oak tree. Her shoulders although petite appeared strong and immobile. His grandfather too still displayed such traits. It still amazed Scorpius that they cared enough to do such things even in such an advanced age they were in, but he knew to never underestimate his family's pride in tradition.
"We wish to speak to Albus in private Scorpius." His grandfather spoke first. Scorpius leaned in a little and asked in a hushed voice "Why?"
His grandfather bit his lip, looking as if he were trying to find an answer. Thankfully for the elder man, Narcissa leaned in to whisper into Scorpius' ear "We need to make sure he's good enough for our grandson, don't we Scorpius? After all, I think the person you love should get to know his future in-laws."
Scorpius grew flustered and his face was scarlet.
"I don't-"
"No need to hide it from me dear. I am not blind. There's nothing wrong with it. We just want to get to know Albus better. Is that alright Scorpius?" He nodded quickly and moved out of the way for his grandparents.
"Albus, why don't you come with us sweetheart so we can talk?" Narcissa said with her hands neatly folded over each other. Al shrugged and got off the chair he was sitting in. He walked to the blonde's grandparents and the three were soon out of the bedroom. It was when they took their last step out of the bedroom did Scorpius heard Harry Potter's voice.
"Scorpius!" The blonde pulled out the mirror and asked the man what was wrong.
"Scorpius, Albus is in great danger. Where is he?"
"He's fine Mr. Potter, he's just with my grandparents."
"You need to get out of there and go to the Grimmauld Place. You remember where that is?" Scorpius nodded and shoved the mirror back into his pocket and ran after the three. Before he called out to them, he noticed many oddities in his relatives. His grandmother gripped Albus so tightly that her knuckles were white. She had a nervous smile on her face and her usually perfect appearance had a slight sheen of sweat. The blonde's grandfather held his cane higher than usual, not letting it touch the ground. It was as if they were expecting great danger. Suddenly it hit the young man. His grandparents were going to surrender Albus to the killers.
"I can't believe you'd actually sacrifice Albus like he was a slaughterhouse animal..." He growled in a low voice to himself. These were the people who raised him. Who loved him and gave him everything he desired... and yet they were going to send the person he loved the most to his death. Scorpius whipped his wand out of his pocket and aimed.
"Petrificus Totalus!" He shouted and pointed his wand in his grandfather's direction. Lucius Malfoy fell backward with a loud thud. Narcissa grabbed Albus and ran faster.
"What was that?" Albus cried. Narcissa kept a calm face and told the brunette not to worry. The blonde couldn't believe that she still tried to keep up with the charade of actually caring for Albus. He could feel the anger boiling inside him, yet Scorpius felt only a lone tear fall down his face before he whispered the next spell.
"Wingardium Leviosa..." and soon his grandmother was floating in midair, unable to move. She protested and yelled at Scorpius that it was for the good of the family. Scorpius wanted to laugh at the elder woman. How could she let Albus go when she knew how much it would hurt Scorpius? She didn't do it for the family. She did it for herself.
Al looked back at his friend in total shock. What was going on? At the end of the hallway, there were three figures in white robes. The one in the middle who was slightly ahead of his two other companions held his right hand to reveal a broken heart tattooed on it.
"Accio Albus Potter!" The brunette flew in the air towards his friend. Soon he caught by Scorpius' left arm and was flung over the other's shoulders.
"I can walk you know!" But Al's words were ignored. Scorpius ran as fast as he could to the end of the hallway where there was one large, open window. Al saw what was behind Scorpius to see three figures getting closer to the blonde's relatives.
"We got to go back for your grandparents!" Scorpius furiously shook his head. They sealed their fate.
"Scorpius there's still time, come on!" The brunette yelled.
"Stop being a bloody Griffindor and leave them! We have to worry about ourselves you know." The middle child however didn't like this idea and started casting spells in order to detour the intruders.
"Confringo!" Albus shouted as loud as he could. He narrowly missed one of the intruders, hitting a decorative vase instead. The brunette screamed out "Impedimenta!" to try to stop the white-cloaked figures from getting any closer to the older wizard and witch, but it was too late. Two of them had taken the elder Malfoys and the last one began to run towards them. Albus cried out in protest for the men in white to leave the Malfoys alone, but his demand was ignored.
Both boys finally reached the enormous window, both climbing out. They wandlessly used the gripping charm so they both could climb onto the roof. They climbed up the building with swift speed. Their breathing becoming hard to control at the idea of It was when they were a good distance away from the strangers did Scorpius call for his broom. They saw the streamline broom flying across the Malfoy grounds and towards the two of them, but they were scared that the last intruder was going to get them. Thankfully before the offender could get on the roof, the broom had come to Scorpius' side. Once they both mounted the broom, they flew as fly into the sky as they could.
"Scorpius answer me! Where is my son?" Scorpius blushed; he had forgotten all about Mr. Potter's mirror. He pulled it out and handed it quickly to Albus who was positively terrified about the events that just happened. The brunette fumbled with the device until he finally held it about a foot away from him so that his father could see his face.
"Dad! What the heck just happened?" Albus groaned. The brunette instinctively held Scorpius tighter, not that the blonde minded. Scorpius felt his stomach tangle up in knots. Gods he wished he could control himself.
"Albus, are you alright? I heard spells being cast and things being shattered! Nobody was responding." Harry sounded severely worried for his son. The brunette nodded against Scorpius' neck, causing the other's arms to get goosebumps.
"Yes, we're safe dad. But we have to go back! His grandparents are in danger." Scorpius' eyes bulged. How could the other teen want to save his grandparents? Did he not understand that they were going to give him to the killers? The blonde shook his head in disbelief. How could the other boy be in Slytherin when he was this dense about the situation?
"We're on our way Al. Please help Scorpius find a way to the Grimmauld Place if you guys get lost. Scorpius?" Harry asked. Scorpius sighed, trying his hardest to concentrate on flying and not on his heart, which felt like exploding.
"What Mr. Potter?"
"Thank you for saving my son. I owe you the world." He said before ending contact with the two teenagers.
Whoot! Another chapter that I quickly wrote, and I don't know when I'll stop. Actually, I think I'll only have speedy updates for about two more chapters though. O_O Hopefully I'll get more juices flowing in that brain of mine.
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