Dis: I own nothing. It is Miss J.K.R's. Just having fun
Thanks as always to Mark Darcy for all the help
"What the hell are you talking about Draco! " Harry yelled. "You're a Malfoy. And what the hell is a Pureblood Celtic Priestess anyway!"
Snape and Dumbledore were still watching Draco holding his mother in is arms. She had only woken for that brief second but her body seemed more relaxed and her breathing deeper and stronger.
"I would hazard a guess he has reached his coming of age then." Snape said.
"Yes it would appear so. I would if it was you calling out Morrigan's name that pushed him over the edge. Surely her presence here accelerated his decision to leave his father. When did the initial bond of their magic take place, I wonder?" Dumbledore mused.
"It was during the first meeting of the dueling club. She was irritated at Weasley because he was looking at Draco with some degree of mistrust. I believe there is a Muggle saying about mother bears and their cubs. Anyway I felt her magic flare up and surmise that Draco did as well. He wasn't scared but was curious. After the meeting he came to ask her about it but she feigned confusion to the whole thing." Snape recalled to the headmaster.
"She also said something about him having to ask her specifically about the bond. And just before she fainted, she was going on about an oath, and someone using me to get her. I have no idea what she was talking about though."
Dumbledore just inclined his head and looked thoughtfully at the Potions Master. Snape was sure in that instant the older man knew something and was keeping it from him. But it was at that moment that Draco spoke again.
"We have to take her to her chambers. She needs rest and maybe a Dreamless Sleep potion, please Professor. I will stay with her now. And I want Harry with me."
Harry who had been quiet all this time looked at Draco. Gone was the distraught, crying boy that he had been not 20 minutes ago. A calm and collected man now stood next to him and he felt a little sad. He liked that Draco had needed him. Now he seemed very much under control. He was going to turn to go to his tower when he heard Draco say that he wanted Harry with him. For some reason his heart felt lighter for that and it caused him some confusion. But he was not about to turn Draco down. He wanted to be with him.
"Yes Draco. I believe you will need some time to deal with everything that you have been given tonight." Dumbledore said softly.
Draco looked to him and then to Snape seeing for the first time that neither of them was surprised at what had happened. He knew then that they had been waiting for this to happen. He tried to access memories from his family line to figure out what was going on. But everything was so jumbled that he couldn't really see anything.
"Don't worry Draco. It will get easier to put everything in order and pull certain memories. Your mother will be able to teach you that." The words were out of Snape's mouth before he could stop them. Inwardly he cursed himself for revealing that he knew what was going on in front of Potter but he assumed that Morrigan and Draco would be telling him everything anyway. "Until your rooms are ready, I suggest you take her to mine and stay with her. I have the potions there and that way we will not have to keep running from her rooms to get them. We can get her settled there for the time being. I can help keep an eye on her then as well."
Draco merely nodded and rose to his feet with his mother still in his arms. He looked to Dumbledore and Snape, motioned Harry to take his hand and he disappeared with them both.
The two men left standing there were startled. "I do believe your guess about Draco coming into his powers was quite correct."
Snape merely nodded at the older man. But when he looked at him he could see the twinkle in his eyes that almost always suggested mischief. And with that he took off down the stairs to his rooms.
Upon entering he noticed that the wards he had erected did not seem to have registered the three people now in his bedroom. Draco had laid his mother on the bed and he and Harry were now watching her sleep. When Draco heard him come in he turned to look him in the eye. Snape saw the fear had returned.
"What the hell just happened and what the hell did I just do?" he snapped.
"It is not my place to tell you that Draco. Your mother will tell you everything when she wakes up. For now go to my personal cabinet in my classroom office and get the Dreamless Sleep potion as well as a Body Relaxing potion. I am sure that the tension of facing your father is affecting her body as well as her mind. Potter, you can firecall a house elf to retrieve Professor O'M...Morrigan's bed clothes."
Both boys took of running as he settled onto the bed. Neither had remembered that he had those potions in his personal rooms. He just wanted them to leave for a few minutes. Morrigan seemed asleep but he knew she was not. She was unconscious and remembering things best left forgotten. He could not see what they were but he could read her heart well enough to sense the anger, the terror and the shameful relief.
He started to take off her outer robes. He removed the inside ones as well and discovered she still had an affinity for Muggle clothes. Laughing softly he removed the blue jeans that rode low on her hips and the T-shirt that must have been a size too small, for it clung to her tightly. As it was both the jeans and shirt served to tease him with her beautiful body beneath the clothing.
He shook his head of the memories that had started creeping into his mind. The ones where he had lain in bed watching her getting ready to join him. Watching as she removed her clothes and crawled in next to him with nothing on so he could feel her warmth pressed alongside his. Damn but he could feel his body betraying him.
!CRACK!
"Dobby is here with High Priestess Morrigan Badb's clothes sir."
Snape turned to see the ex- Malfoy house elf holding Morrigan's bed clothes. He almost laughed when he heard how Dobby had addressed Morrigan.
"So you know who she is Dobby?" he asked
"Of course sir. Dobby remembers when the beautiful Priestess was held at the Manor many years ago. I remembers her crying for someone...Can't remember the name right now but she cried for someone sir."
And that was all it took for Snape to remember and push all feelings aside.
"Thank-you Dobby. I will see to the Priestess now."
Dobby just inclined his head and nodded. Then with another loud crack he was gone.
Snape carefully dressed Morrigan in her oversized forest green silk shirt. He recognized it as one that he had bought for her the first Christmas they had spent at Hogwarts together. He was confused again. All women were distressingly similar but this woman was the epitome of confusion. She had an affair with Lucius Malfoy, left him (Snape), been cursed by him, bore Malfoy's child, and he had not heard a word from her in nearly 17 years. And yet she still wore a shirt that he had given her when they were teenagers.
By the time he had her dressed and under the covers, Draco and Harry were back. He saw the look in both their eyes when they saw her in her night shirt and under the covers.
"Oh for God's sakes grow up. I merely dressed her and put her to bed. It's not like I took advantage of her." He spit out angrily. Harry looked angry but Draco had a look of clarity.
"It's fine, Harry. Severus wouldn't hurt her."
Harry just shrugged as he moved forward to help Draco and Snape administer the potions. Once they were sure that she was comfortable Snape ushered them out to the sitting rooms.
"All right you two. I know you have questions but I am too tired to answer them. And I much prefer that Pro...Morrigan answer them. I am going to give you both a Sleeping potion to help you sleep and in the morning we will go thru all of this. Although Harry I'm not sure how much the Headmaster wants you to know just yet." Snape said.
Both boys looked on the verge of arguing but seeing the resolve in his face made them change their minds. After giving them the potions, Snape transfigured the couch into a double bed and motioned the boys to get in. They did so without question and although they left space between then Snape could see it wasn't much and Draco had reached over and took Harry's hand. Shaking his head and realizing what was most likely going to come of that friendship, he turned away. He transfigured the chair into a single bed and passed out himself.
It was just after eleven the next morning when he heard Draco and Harry stirring. He rolled over to see them talking quietly and cleared his throat to let them know he was awake. They merely looked over to him and nodded. Getting up they changed into clean robes that had been laid on the ends of the beds. Most likely a thoughtful gesture of Dobby's. Then turned the beds back to their proper forms. That was when Harry assaulted him verbally.
"All right Professor. What the bloody hell is going on? How could the Professor Disapperate like that? How could she take on Malfoy and all those Death Eaters without getting killed? How did Draco heal her? How did we just disappear down here? And what the bloody hell do you mean she's your mother?"
The last of the questions was directed at Draco himself. But it was not Draco that answered him.
"A little more than 16 years ago I got pregnant by Lucius Malfoy and bore him a son. It was told to everyone that Narcissa Black, his wife, had born the child. To cover the fact that no one knew she was pregnant, she and Lucius told everyone that they kept it a secret because of the miscarriages she had suffered before that. And then told everyone that Draco was a premature birth. In fact he was not. A full term for Celts is five months. I had to. . . leave one week after he was born."
Harry was shocked but no more so then Draco. He was trying to pull memories and see the things that had happened for himself but it was still so very hard to manage.
As if feeling his struggle, Morrigan reached out to him and held his gaze. "Draco be calm and breath deeply. I will help you with everything. I love you my son and I will leave you never."
" And I love you my mother and I will leave you never." Even as the words slipped out of his mouth Draco had no idea where they had come from. But it seemed to please Morrigan and that made him feel good.
Snape however had an adverse reaction to the simple word ceremony. His face paled and he grabbed the chair for support. Harry reached out to steady his potions professor only to have him jerk away from his hand and glare at him. Harry just shrugged back at him and turned away.
Snape's reaction was not lost on Draco or Morrigan. Draco looked over confused and Morrigan looked deeply troubled.
"Well Mr. Potter let us go and leave the High Priestess with her son to talk." He drawled.
"No Severus." Snape stopped at Draco's voice. "Harry is one of the innocents and he must be told."
Again Snape was shocked into speechlessness. And a nod in their direction was all the acknowledgment they received as he left.
Now Harry was shocked. "I'm sorry . . One of the what now?"
"Sit down Harry my love and I will explain everything to you both." Morrigan softly said.
"Yes but Mother could you please start with the reason why Snape and the feeling of being bonded keeps coming into my mind."
And so Morrigan began her story. Everything from her birth, the prophecy at her birth, to the Celtic Wars of Supremacy when whole family lines had been wiped out because they were believed inferior. To her summers at Hogwarts to protect her from the last of her enemies trying to kill her. She was the last descendant of her family line. The line that had started with Morrigan the Goddess of Destruction and Creation and Neit the God of Battle. Hers was the most powerful of families and had chosen the side of the Righteous and Good as they did not believe in so called inferior bloodlines.
It was so similar to Harry's own battles that he felt the connection he already had with Morrigan grow much deeper.
She continued with her story including Severus, their bonding and marriage. And then she launched into her deepest, darkest memories. She knew that Harry had been told about Snape revealing the prophecy to Voldemort. And she was a little surprised at the lack of anger on Harry's part. She made a mental note to ask him about that.
And she told them the story of Lucius and her betrayal of Snape and why she had to leave after Draco was born. If she expected hate from Draco, she was wrong. He looked over to her with pity and love. He now knew everything and he knew his father. And he did not blame her at all.
He reached over to her and held her as she cried. He whispered in her ear that he would help her make everything right. Harry reached over to and hugged them both lending his support.
Without meaning to Morrigan read Harry's heart. She saw confusion, heartache and love. And the love was not just for her. It was for Draco. It was a little surprising at how fiercely it burned in his heart.
Then with every intention of doing so, she read Draco's heart. He also had confusion but for different reasons. There was heartache for her and for Severus as well. After all the forbidding man was his Godfather. And there just below everything else burning with the same intensity was love for Harry.
She wondered if her beautiful son had found his soul mate. It seemed in all likely hood because it had only taken then a few months to build this love. She also wondered if she should call them on it. If they were soul mates they should bond before Harry had to face Voldemort in the final battle.
"Boys I have a few questions for you as well. Firstly, Draco did you bring us here last night?"
"I. . I did. I just held you, took Harry's hand and thought about Snape's chambers. When I opened my eyes, we were here."
"Okay that means that your Celtic powers are surfacing and we will need to start your training. Secondly. How did I get in my nightshirt and then have fresh clothes this morning?"
Harry answered her this time. "Snape said to ask one of the house elves to get your night shirt. He changed you into it and Dobby brought our clothes for today himself."
Morrigan visibly paled at the mention of Dobby's name. "Did he speak with Severus alone?"
Draco and Harry shared a look. "I think so. Why Mama?"
Morrigan blushed at the shortened version of Mother but decided she liked it very much. "Dobby was the house elf Lucius gave to me for my use while I was at the Manor. I just hope he didn't say anything about me to Severus."
Draco looked thoughtful. Even though he knew the whole truth about what happened so many years ago he still felt anger at his father for his part in it all. "I don't think he would say too much. But you should tell Severus everything Mama."
"I'm not ready to tell him yet. I don't think that we can be in the same room and be civil long enough for me to explain to him. Besides you know of the oath." Morrigan sighed. "But enough of that I have one more question for you before we head up to see the headmaster. Have you two already figured out that you are in love and are very likely soul mates?" she asked with a grin that could have been mistaken for pure evil.
Both boys held astounded looks on their faces. Then it became denial. Then confusion and lastly acceptance. Draco spoke first.
"Yes. At least I have anyway. I have known since the first DADA class when I watched you and Harry duel. I watch as you threw things I've never heard of at him and felt fear for him. I know you wouldn't have hurt him but it's not like he has a great track record with past Defense teachers. As I watched I saw he had the courage to defeat Voldemort and I knew that I wanted to be at his side when he did it. Then with every class we had and every meeting of the dueling club I began to see those feelings of friendship as something else. But I couldn't act on them. At least not until I had come clean and publicly denounced Lucius. I never thought that Harry would accept me that way. But when we were telling Dumbledore and Snape about me joining the side of the Light and Harry demanded that we have rooms together or better yet a suite with two rooms I began to wonder if he felt it too. The biggest hint I got was when we came down the steps to find you passed out in Snape's arms. When all those memories and all that knowledge came flooding at me I found that I could read Harry's heart. When I looked at him and he took my hand to go with us I knew then that he felt it too."
Draco looked at Harry after he finished. Harry looked at him, a little shocked but a blush rose high on his cheeks.
"My first hint was when we were getting in the carriages at the beginning of the year. When I saw you walking toward me, well I. . I felt it. I realized how much I had missed you. I couldn't believe it. We had just called a truce earlier before summer began. But you sent an owl with Honeyduke's chocolate on my birthday and well, it meant more to me then some of the other gifts I had gotten. Simply because you had thought of me. And because you hadn't cursed it," Harry laughed. " And when I was dueling that day I found myself wanting to impress you. And so many other times that we were just together I realized I just wanted to be with you. In fact I stopped speaking to Ron a couple of days ago because he didn't believe me when I said you were changing. And then when you came to me last night and I took your hands and you didn't pull away. Then after you healed your Mum and you still wanted me to be with you. I knew then. Sometimes I don't feel complete unless I'm with you. Now I guess we know what's going on."
Harry looked over to Draco and saw nothing but happiness in his eyes. And when Draco took Harry's hand this time, Harry had the same happiness in his eyes.
Morrigan was taken back. Not that she cared if Draco loved a man or woman as long as he loved to the full of his heart. That it was with the savior of the Wizarding world gave her worry. But Draco would be in danger no matter what. And it would be better to have him close to Harry and her then pushed to the sidelines. Because she would be damned before she let Tom Riddle come near her son again. Besides, this was the son of two of the very best friends she had ever had. And he had so much of both of them in him that it was like having James and Lily back.
"Okay boys. What we discussed here is going to go no further. Whatever happens with the two of you is your business and yours alone. It would be unwise of you to share it with anyone right now because of Draco's soon to be public denouncement of his father. Although I must say that after yesterday it is more likely that he will publicly disown you today before you get the chance to do so. I have no idea what his reasons will be but he won't let you have the advantage of getting your story out. I agree that you will share a suite and it will be the one in between Snape's and mine. Both of your houses will know that you have left but they will not guess that's it together. I would assume that Gryffindor will react a little better when the truth comes out but I wouldn't put money on it."
The boys nodded and seemed to think this was a good idea as well.
"I'll take care of Gryffindor, Professor. They trust me enough to go with my judgement on things. If I support Draco, they will too. It may take a few days to get everyone to come around but my close friends will back me up from the start. And Professor Snape can take care of the Slytherin that isn't Death Eater scum offspring. No offense, Dray." Harry said with confidence.
Morrigan took a deep breath and looked at them both with every ounce of seriousness and despair that she felt in her heart.
"I need to have an oath from both of you that you will not reveal who I am to anyone at this school. It is very dangerous to everyone here should they know that a Celtic Priestess is in their midst. Most parents would sooner haul their children out of school then have me teach because of how some of the parties involved in the Celtic Wars treated Wizards. Something reminiscent of how Tom Riddle's followers treat Muggles. Also I am still a hunted Celt and the price on my head is far too tempting for the remaining bounty hunters."
Harry interrupted her at this point, "But Morrigan, won't Lucius tell Voldemort and the public just to draw you out and take you away from Draco and protecting the school."
Morrigan noticed that he was unable to keep his worry for Draco out of his voice as he spoke. And because of this she at once completely accepted Harry James Potter and from that moment on considered him her son as well.
Smiling at him she spoke gently, "He can't Harry. When he extracted the oath from me that forced me to give up Draco I worded it so he could neither speak of me or even think of me to anyone. The only way he could tell Voldemort about Draco and myself would be if I told Draco about everything before he figured it out. And since I did not, the bond still holds."
Again both boys relaxed visibly. Morrigan noticed how similar they actually were. Both did well in school albeit they each had their better subjects. They both loved Quidditch and played Seeker for their respective houses. Both were taller for their age with slight builds although she could see that nearly six years of flying the way they did had made most of it muscle. Of course in the look's department they were both handsome young men and would be an attractive couple because of their completely different features. Raven black hair met pure silver. Deep emerald green eyes met deep sapphire blue much like her own. She shook herself out of her comparison daydream.
"I need one more promise from you both. And although it does not have to be an oath this time it is a much more serious request.", She spoke with a hardened tone, "I do not want either of you to tell Severus Snape anything that I revealed to you today. Not. A. Single. Thing. I will not speak of this again after today. Draco you are not to tell him of a single memory that might come forth. I want your solemn promise on this boys. Now."
The harsh demanding tone in her voice caught them off guard but they swore a solemn promise that nothing that had been revealed to them that day would ever be told to Snape.
After that Morrigan relaxed. "Well gentlemen, shall we floo to the headmaster's office and let him know that I have recovered and about what the two of you have discovered about yourselves. Although if I know Uncle Albus, he knows already."
All three then smiled because at different times in all of their lives it had indeed seemed that Albus Dumbledore knew everything that went on in the castle.