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Slytherin – 120 points. Ravenclaw – 40 points. Gryffindor and Hufflepuff have 0!
DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter doesn't belong to me, if it did, Harry and Draco would have ended up together. It all belongs to the stunning Joanne Kathleen Rowling!
WARNING: This is a slash story and does contain adult content.
Chapter 8 Rescue Part I
Everyone sat in silence as Poppy hovered back and forth around the patient. Twenty minutes had one and Poppy sighed. Everyone looked up to see her with a slight relieved smile on her face. "He is going be fine!" she finally said breaking the hard tension in the room. Everyone sighed and the girls, including Lupin let out relieved tears. "He will wake up on his own accord anytime soon." she grinned. "I will place a spell that detects movement so we know when he wakes up."
"I will stay here..." said Lupin.
"Me too." said Hermione, Molly and Ginny at the same time. Only the Headmaster and Arthur left the room. Everyone stayed seated.
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His head felt heavy... He could feel familiar warm blankets that were wrapped around him. The last thing he remembered was being in the dim place... The large never ending grey field... It wasn't even a field; there was no grass just infinite amount of grey non existing ground. He had wandered for hours and hours trying to exit the place then he just gave up. He found that he never needed the toilet, never needed food and never needed water. It was like he was dead... But he knew he was alive. Sirius Black realised he had the most depressing life. Thirteen years of Azkaban for a crime he did not commit, then hiding for two years from the dementors and the ministry, and finally he ends up in a weird universe that all he wants to do is kill himself. Just his luck. He groaned and was surprised to find that he was hungry and thirsty... And needed a pee... And a shower for that fact. He opened his eyes and tried to scream when he felt the blinding light around him. Where was he? Had he finally passed on to heaven? Was he dead now? He adjusted to the light slowly and turned his head. He was in his room. In Grimmauled Place. He felt tears well up. Where was Harry! He was feeling emotions again. He looked across the room. Lupin was seated next to a teary Molly. Hermione and Ginny were huddled up together and were silent and Ron and... And a dark haired girl were playing a game of chess. Everyone looked much older than he remembered.
"Harry..." he whispered. Nobody seemed to hear. "Harry." he said louder but croaky. Lupin turned and gasped running to his best friend's side. "Moony... Where is Harry?" Lupin didn't answer. Instead he put a hand to Sirius' forehead and then hugged him. Everyone else had their turns. When it reached to Snape and Sasha. Snape nodded curtly.
"Tis... Good to have you back mu... Black." He said avoiding using the word 'mutt' in front of Molly and Lupin. Sirius smirked.
"Why thanks ever so much my greasy, snarky bat." he said. Snape scowled.
"I'm off, you look vile and your stench is even worse. Urgh." he muttered and left. Sasha smiled sadly at Sirius. She looked so familiar yet he didn't know her. She reminded him of Harry. Harry Potter.
"Err hi Mr. Black... I'm a friend of Ron and Hermione's. It is good to have you back." she smiled. Sirius grinned and took her hand pecking the back of it. Sasha blushed a little.
"Why hello there ma'am... I may look awful right now but I am extremely handsome and hot when I get back on my feet. Oh and do call me Sirius... Or Padfoot." he grinned. Molly swatted at his arm.
"She is half your age!" she snapped.
"Why Molly dearest... Age is just a number." he winked and let out a laugh. Sasha's eyes twinkled. Sirius hadn't changed. He was the same flirty, joking man he had been over one and a half years ago. "Anyway why isn't Harry surrounding my sick bed? I can't wait to see him! I have so much to say. I... I never got to tell him how much he meant to me..." he sighed. "Ron where is he?"
"He... Sirius, are you hungry?"
"No! I want to know where Harry is!"
"Padfoot..."
"Moony... What has happened? Where is Harry?" he said suddenly serious.
"Sirius it is fine... I just don't want to put you in any stress."
"Just TELL ME!" he yelled. Sasha wanted nothing more than to mutter finite and yell, 'it's okay I'm here!'.
"Sirius..."
"JUST FUCKING TELL ME WHERE HARRY IS!"
"HE'S DEAD!" Lupin screamed and broke down into floods of tears. Sirius' faced morphed into a look of fury to a look of shock. His eyes widened incredibly, his lips parted and he backed up against the bed. He opened his mouth several times unable to bring words to his lip.
"Moony." he said softly. Lupin looked up to the innocent, confused and heartbroken Sirius. "Where's my Harry? Where's my Prongslet?" Sasha couldn't take it. She burst into tears just as the others did.
"He was killed by Voldemort a few months ago... The bastard caught him off guard and set him on fire... He's gone Sirius... There is nothing we can do."
"No." he whispered. "NO!" he screamed. "HARRY IS NOT FUCKING DEAD YOU LIAR! YOU BASTARD! TELL ME WHERE HARRY IS OR I WILL HEX YOU ALL! I WILL HEX YOU ALL SO BAD THAT YOU... That... That..." Sirius broke down into uncontrollable sobs letting Lupin wrap his arms around him. He howled out his grief for what felt like years. "I only got time with him for not even two years." he sobbed. "I failed Lily and James!" he cried. He rambled on his grief until an hour later he was sat backed up against the bed staring at the wall. Everyone else had left to let him think clearly. There was a knock on the door. He didn't say anything but the person came in nonetheless. Sirius didn't turn so Sasha took a seat next to the man.
"Hi..."
"I apologise but I am not in the mood to talk." he snapped a little coldly.
"I know and I'm sorry."
"You're the one that I friend with Ron and Hermione?" he asked. Sasha nodded. His gaze landed on her and it wasn't an angry gaze. "You have the same eyes… He had his mothers eyes you know… and your face, you have the same kind of structure… If you were a boy you'd…" Sasha gave the man a pointed look which was half pleading and the other half was excitement. "Harry?" Sirius slowly whispered.
"Sirius." she said weakly. The man's eyes widened and he pulled Sasha into a hug and began sobbing. "I'm so sorry Padfoot."
"Don't you ever put me through that again!" he cried. He looked up slowly and frowned. "Why are you a girl and why did Remus tell me you were dead. That was a very cruel prank to play!"
"Well they think I'm dead... The only people who know that I'm actually Harry, are Blaise and Snape."
"Snape?" he grimaced. "And who's Blaise?"
"Blaise Zabini..."
"Zabini... I've heard of that family... But that's a Slytherin family..." he frowned.
"And here's the fun part!" Sasha chuckled weakly. "I'm a Slytherin!" She exclaimed clapping mock enthusiastically. Sirius' jaw dropped open.
"You're not been serious!?"
"Perfectly serious Sirius!" she winked. Sirius rolled his eyes.
"So you have befriended Slytherins... I never thought I'd see the day!"
"Yeah and I'm kind of really good friends with Malfoy."
"You are what!?" Sirius exclaimed. Sasha just chuckled weakly again.
"Well it just kinda happened... One moment we were arguing the next..." 'we were kissing' "we were friends." Sasha blushed. Sirius hmm'd and Sasha looked at him, he then looked at the girl.
"Tell me everything from the start... From where I left." he said calmly. Sasha smiled and began the painful story of the past two years. She included every detail needed... That meant explaining to Sirius about the Esmeralda book. He barked out a laugh at this and pulled the girl into a crushing bear hug. "You're going win! You're gonna win this stupid war! You're gonna beat Voldy once and for all! He won't stand a chance!" he cheered. Sasha smiled lightly.
"I do hope so Padfoot... Anyway I'm going to go... Make sure you act sad!" she grinned and began to walk to the door.
"Oh Harry?" Sirius said. Sasha stopped and turned. "You do make an extremely attractive female." he winked. Sasha rolled her eyes.
"Whatever." he muttered and walked out in a much better mood.
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Sasha was frowning. She hadn't received one reply from Draco and she was beginning to get worried. He had been so nervous when they last saw each other. Had something happened? Did he know something was going to happen?
"Sashaa!" someone called. She snapped her gaze up to meet blue ones. Ron rolled his eyes.
"What's on your mind?" Sirius asked with a frown on his face.
"She hasn't received a letter from Malfoy!" the red head grimaced. Sirius raised an eyebrow.
"Look... There is something going on, he told me something was going to happen over the Christmas break but I didn't go further into the topic... What if he's in danger!?" she exclaimed. Just then an owl flew in and dropped an envelope in front of her. Sasha gasped when she saw the familiar scrawl. "It's him!" she squeaked tearing the paper open. She scanned the letter through.
Dear Sasha Sorry I haven't been able to respond to your letters, I have been quite busy. I am well and I am glad to hear that you are too. I may not have time to write much these holidays but I am very well... I assure you. Wish you the best, Draco Malfoy
Sasha felt her face drop in disappointment. Why was Draco talking to her like this? He had never been formal with her. She felt her eyes water. The letter was a little rude and was obvious that Draco did not want to hear from Sasha. She put the letter down and stood. "He's fine." she said and walked out the room. Everyone stared after her.
"I wonder what it said..." said Sirius staring at the door. Hermione and Ron nodded.
"Were they together?" Molly asked and Sirius' eyes widened. Ron grimaced at the memory of the kiss.
"Err... No... I don't think so, though they were really close." she said evenly. Sirius sighed in relief. He got up and walked to Sasha's room. He knocked and stepped in to see the girl sat on the window sill looking out, tear tracks on her face and one hand clenched around the present from Draco and the other clenched around the letter. He locked the door and took a seat at his godson/goddaughter's feet and sighed.
"Harry?"
"It's being a female... I cry at everything now." she said through a sniff chuckling bitterly. "He gave me this... Before I left, said he wouldn't be able to send it me. Said it was a Christmas gift. Gosh Sirius! Something's going on! I want to see him... Look." she said and handed him the letter. He scanned through the letter and looked unfazed. "That's not him! He has never spoken to me like that! He... He is a best friend... When I first was sorted into Slytherin, I bloody hated him but then... Then he changed when we were alone. He isn't like this stupid shitty letter!" she cried.
"I'm sorry..." Sirius muttered not knowing what else to do than to pull her into a hug. Sasha cried until her eyes were dry. "Do you like him Harry?"
"Of course! I love..." Sirius took an intake of breath. 'oh no! He's against me being gay!' "I do like him." Sasha said quickly. "But it's the female hormones... I haven't just got glamours." he lied smartly. "Karkaroff gave me a potion which gave me the female hormones and stuff like that so I wasn't too masculine."
"Oh that explains the crying." Sirius said in realisation falling for the lie. Sasha nodded slowly. "So you have feelings for him?" she nodded again. "Does he know?" Sasha did a little nod then shake of her head to a shrug. "You don't want to talk about this do you?" Sasha shook her head and smiled gratefully. Sirius stood and left the room. Sasha looked out the window. Draco was in danger. He recalled the conversation the blond had with Snape.
"Sev... Can I go now?" "Your parents are expecting you for Christmas." Draco froze. Snape put an arm around Draco's shoulders and lead him to sit down. "Drake... What's wrong?" asked Sasha slightly frantically. Draco just looked at Snape. "But he's there..."
"I know and yes I expect you will be, they have already planned it..." Snape said answering a unsaid question. Draco began to tremble but ran our before he broke down.
"Who was he?" then it clicked. "Voldemort..." she whispered. And 'I expect you will be...' Was Draco going to be marked? Sasha choked back a sob and ran to her drawers. She pulled out an old rucksack. She filled it up with a few different potions and various different necessities that would be needed. She then crept downstairs to the kitchen. She grabbed two water bottles, a juice and a chicken sandwich from the fridge. She ran back upstairs placing cushions under the cover so it would look like someone was underneath. She flung her bag over her shoulders, grabbed her broom and cloak and pulled the window open. She paused as if she remembered something. She pulled out the present Draco gave her and tore the green paper off carefully. She opened the box and gasped. It was a locket. A beautiful silver locket. Nothing like anything Sasha had seen before. There was an emerald eyed serpent wrapped around a silver eyed dragon. Sash opened it with trembling finger and let out a ragged breath. One side was Draco. He was smiling happily. Like everything was perfect and on the other side, was Sasha unaware of the photo been taken sat by the lake. She was laughing happily. Smiling whilst wrapping her arms around her knees as a breeze came blowing her hair in all directions, her smile turning into a pout. Sasha felt the tears dripping off her face. She put the locket around her neck and flew off into the icy wind.
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He was weak. He was broken. All he could feel was pain. He was pale and bony. His left arm had been crushed and was bleeding badly. He had cuts on his face and the rest of his body. Most of his bones were pretty broken. Well that was what to be expected if someone refused the dark mark. Yes, Draco Lucius Malfoy had refused the dark Mark. When he had got home for the holidays he was treated like a prisoner, it was all training so it had to be done. On the third day, Voldemort had approached him and was about to mark him when he yelled no. He got a crucio from all 24 death eaters in the room including his father. He could see his father's regret, guilt and pain. Draco missed the old Lucius, before Voldemort came back. Now he was here... Starved, in pain and thirsty. All he could think about was Sasha. He closed his eyes and let out an even breath hissing when he felt a rib poking at his lungs. His last thoughts of Sasha before he fell asleep, was way she laughed... Like the on the picture in the locket he gave her. Only one other person laughed the way she did and he fell into the sleep with a pained smile on his face thinking of them both.
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