Forget Me Not
Summary-
Harry is a quiet boy, that is easily forgettable, sometimes even his own twin brother forgets about him. Dropped off at their relatives, the Dursleys, when they were only one year old, Harry and his twin grew up not knowing what love and friendship were.
Chapter ten- Halloween
It was Thursday night, the night after Slytherin and Gryffindors first flying lesson, when it first happened. Harry knew he had fallen asleep in the Ravenclaw tower, he knew that because he could clearly remember changing into his night clothes, and petting Loki until he fell asleep. So it was safe to say Harry was more than a little confused when he suddenly found himself almost being run over by Haiden, Ron, Hermione, and Neville in a corridor with Peeves yelling about students being out of bed.
"What's going on?" Harry asked when Ron all but shoved him out of the way of a door, that he had apparently been standing in front of, and found it was locked.
"This is it!" Ron moaned, as everyone but the still confused Harry pushed at the door. "We're done fore! This is the end!" Harry whipped around when he heard footsteps, someone, most likely Filch, was running as fast as they could toward Peeves's shouts.
"Move!" Harry cried shoving passed everyone, pulling out his wand, that he had apparently grabbed and put in his bathrobe, and tapped the lock whispering, "Alohomora!"
"I would have done that, had I had a wand." Hermione muttered as they all piled through the now opened door. Harry freezing and his eyes widened when they landed on a giant three-headed dog. They had not entered a room, they had entered the forbidden corridor, and now he knew why as he stared into the three pairs of eyes glaring at them.
"Haiden." Harry managed to squeak out as he reached back behind him and grab of what he hoped was his brother's bathrobe. He glanced to the side of him when he heard a fearful squeak that had not come from him, and noticed Neville was now staring at the three-headed dog. Three noses twitching and quivering in their direction. Three drooling mouths, saliva hanging in slippery ropes from yellowish fangs.
"He thinks this door is locked," Harry heard Haiden whisper, causing three sets of ears to twitch, "I think we'll be okay- get off, Neville!" Apparently Neville was the one tugging on Haiden's bathrobe. "What?" Harry felt his brother spin around before freezing.
Thankfully the three-headed dog was standing quite still, a paw standing on a trap door, and Harry knew that was only because they had shocked it with their sudden appearance. But, but the sound of those thunderous growls, Harry was sure it was quickly getting over its shock. Harry reached behind him, between his brother who he assumed was Ron, and blindly gripped the door handle. If he had to choose between death and Filch, he would choose Filch any day.
The group suddenly fell backwards just as the three-headed dog lunged. Harry felt a wave of magic flow from him, knocking back the three-headed dog enough for the door to slam shut. The group then took off running, almost flying, down the corridor. Filch must have hurried off to look for them somewhere else, because they didn't seem him anywhere, but they hardly cared- all they wanted to do was put as much space as possible between them and that monster.
Harry broke off from the rest of the group, not really know where his body was going, just trusting it to get him as far away from that corridor as possible. Harry nearly flew down the stairs, taking every secret passage Fred and George showed him, in his urge to get away. Only pausing when he came crashing through a tapestry near the Slytherin dormitories.
Not really caring if Draco was awake or not, he hissed out the password, found the door that would lead to the first year corridor, and practically flew through Draco's dorm and into the boy's bed, scaring the poor boy from his dream.
"Kitten?" Draco asked, having picked up calling him that from the twins, sleepily. "What's wrong?" Draco asked after noticing how bad Harry was trembling. Harry opened his mouth to tell Draco about the three-headed dog in the forbidden corridor, but all that came out was a loud sob and his eyes finally unleashed the flood of tears they were holding back. "It's okay." Draco told him soothingly as he allowed the other boy to pull him into a hug. "Everything will be okay."
The last thing Harry remembered before his mind was pulled into unconsciousness was Draco kissing his forehead.
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Pain.
It was all he could feel. But he was starting to get used to it. Had he known that all he would be feeling was pain afterwards, he would not have agreed to do it.
Probably.
No one had told him what would happen if he agreed to do it. But then, he supposed, it was because no one knew what would happen.
No one had ever tried it before.
But something had to be done. They couldn't just sit back and watched as that monster that had once been one of them taint everything is evil.
Well, they could, they just didn't want to.
He didn't know why he had allowed himself to be talked into do it. Maybe she had looked at him just the right way. Maybe he had said just the right thing at the right time. Maybe they had gotten to him at the right time. All he knew was that he was now regretting it.
But maybe that was just the taint speaking.
Who knew anymore. He certainly didn't. Nothing was White and Black, Good and Evil, Right and Wrong any more.
At least not to him.
Everything he had known to be true and right had been thrown away the second he left his home. Nothing made sense, yet at the same time, everything made sense.
His eyes had been forced open.
At one point he knew where he stood. He had stood firmly with what he had once seen as the right side. The side that could do no wrong.
Now, he just floated.
He didn't have a side. He couldn't careless which side won. It was all the same to him. The world would either be filled with too much light, or no light at all. Either way, he would never belong, not anymore.
The taint had made sure of that.
He wondered if he should be worried about the way his thoughts were now. He had once had, bright, happy thoughts. But that was before he had been sent to deal with the taint. And he had taken care of it, in the only way he could.
By taking it inside him.
The world was now safe from the taint. But in the end he had lost more than the humans would have. He had lost his rights to return home. Lost being able to spend time with his friends and family. Lost his love.
And possibly his mind.
Even after all that, he couldn't find it in him to care. He was floating. He was free from the chains his 'side' had once held him, and everyone on that side, down with. Until he had let the taint in him, he had not realized he had been chained down.
But both sides were chained down in away.
Never free to do what they want. Always having to follow a certain guide line. Had to do things a certain way. Had to think a certain way.
But not him.
He was free. Free to do what he wanted. Follow any guide line he want, if he wanted to follow a guide line. Do things anyway he wanted. Think what ever way he wanted.
It was peaceful.
Bright light suddenly filled his line of sight. Bright and painful. A scream was ripped from his mouth. The pain had become to much.
And then nothing.
/
Harry tried to stay as close to Draco the next few days. Not commenting when Draco growled angrily when he saw that Haiden and Ron were still there, the morning after Harry had ran into his room. But Harry was finding it difficult with staying near Draco when he would find himself blacking out only to come back to himself standing right in front of the the door that lead towards the forbidden corridor. Something beyond that trapped door was both calling him towards it and shoving him away.
Harry was beginning to get scared. Something was happening to him, something that he knew wasn't normal. Not only was he being pulled towards that forbidden corridor by something, he was also beginning to have strange dreams, well, dream. There was only one. And it freaked him out.
Harry knew he needed to talk to someone about it. But he didn't know who. He had started staying up at night, reading, writing, drawing, doing anything that would keep him awake. And it was starting to effect him. Fred, George, and Draco had begun to constantly ask what was wrong. But he could never seem to make himself tell them. Even Severus had seem to take notice, watching him more than he usually did.
It was because of his sleepless nights and constantly trying to keep himself way from the forbidden corridor, that Harry was not shocked when he suddenly found that two months had passed. It was also probably why he lost what little control of his magic and passed out in Charms.
On Halloween morning, Harry stumbled out of the Ravenclaw tower to the smell of baking pumpkins wafting through the corridors. Professor Flitwick announced in Charms that he thought they were ready to start making objects fly, something they had all been dying to try since they'd seen him make Loki zoom around the classroom, something Loki had found quite fun. Professor Flitwick put the class into pairs to practice, Harry's partner was Draco.
"Now, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing!" Professor Flitwick squeaked, perched on top of his pile of books as usual. "Swish and flick, remember, swish and flick. And saying the magic words properly is very important, too- never forget Wizard Baruffio, who said 's' instead of 'f' and found himself on the floor with a buffalo on his chest."
The professor gave them all a feather in which they were to practice on. And as Harry blinked the feather into focus, trying to remember the incantation, he sneezed. And with that sneeze he sent a wave of magic that caused not only every since feather in the classroom, but also the professor, into the air. After that, everything went blank.
Makayla.D12- Yes, Haiden will be on the Quidditch team like cannon Harry. The feud between Draco and Haiden feels a lot more natural with Harry as the cause then it did with cannon Harry and Draco. Loki will become a bigger part of the series later on, especially in the third book. It all depends on the type of mood Haiden is in.
millie (Guest) (Chapter 8)- I sometimes forget that you guys here on do not have the same tags as AO3, so of course Fred and George's relationship would have come to a shock to you. Yes, Harry is an adorable Kitten. Well, he is theirs, until Draco comes along and truly takes him from them. That, my dear, you will just have to wait to find out.
millie (Guest) (Chapter 9)- No, I'm sorry, you can't, someone else already has permission to do so, and I don't think he will ever give it up. If you're mad at Haiden for using Harry, then you're gonna be really mad at the end of this book. Harry does deserve a better brother, and that's why I gave him the twins. And when that time comes, it will be too late for him do anything about everything he had done.
Curlsdoitbetter- Thank you! Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long. Yes, we did, and I plan to give everyone a look inside Draco's mind soon. Some people have noticed. And isn't it always Vernon's fault?
Abeham- Yes, the rivalry is on, and only going to get that much worse as it grows. Well, now we all know Haiden's thought process, it wasn't fun to write. The twins are, so far, the best support base for Harry... until Luna shows up. I never actually said Harry forgave Haiden, nor do I think I really implied it, at least I don't think I did. Harry may or may not hold a grudge, but right now he is too innocent to realize if he does or not. Harry's flying talent... well lets just leave that as a mystery until a later time. Yes, Haiden will definitely doubt Severus, and Harry will defend him.
AnetteRuby (Chapter 1)- Thank you. And wrong lever Kronk! It very well could be, or it could be his subtle way to let people know he is also there. Years of constantly being forgotten can do that to a person. I like the twins too, I always felt they were never given enough credit. Oh trust me, when the chemicals start flowing in their little bodies, Draco will definitely be gaining one or two competitors. Where would the fun be in just letting Draco have Harry without competition? Oh trust me, if Harry went missing for a few day, some people would notice, four to be exact.