Chapter 20:

Determination of a Lion

Harrison was happy. His family was almost complete. Only people missing were Hermione, Neville and Luna. Though Harrison was skeptical to invite Hermione since the incident. At the moment two of his family members were not happy with the witch and he was kind of scared of her desperate need for Harrison to be 'Harry' again. He lost a lot of trust in her after the party fiasco a few days ago. He was not even sure if he could ever ask her to be a part of his family.

Deep in thought he had not heard Draco come in. He jumped a bit off his seat but once he spotted the blonde hair he relaxed. Harrison knew Draco was annoyed and he has been trying to convince him to take him back to Malfoy Manor. Harrison sighed. This was going to be a long day. Why can't he just accept this like Blaise and Ronald? Those two seemed to have come to terms with the idea of this place as home and the people in it family. Must be some deep rooted fear within Draco caused by his parents. Draco's family was not the best. A father who tortured him and a mother who abandoned him. Yet, he clung to the place that brought him the worst of memories in hope that he would get his parents approval and love.

"Yes, Draco?" Harrison raised a dark eyebrow towards the pouting blonde.

"I want to go home," Draco answered his voice void of emotion. He has been trying to give Harrison the cold shoulder but it does not seem to get him anywhere.

"Fine," Harrison growled, "if you are so desperate to go back to the large desolate place called Malfoy Manor, I will take you back. I do not want to be around someone who does not appreciate nor want my help."

"G-good," Draco grumbled, looking at the ground before bellowing out of the room. Harrison sighed. He was not actually going to follow through with it. He refused to let Draco be alone. That man tortured himself too much already. He felt like he was not deserving of a family nor of love and kindness. Harrison will have to save the man the same way he did him.

Draco pieced together most of Harrison's mind but there will always be core parts of him that are completely broken. Draco knew that so instead fixed the parts that will make him sane even if not fully sane. Though he may now be considered sane enough the man who he is now is not the same man. Harry was dead. He died that day Jenkins tortured him into oblivion. He cannot be the person everyone wants him to be. That part of him laid locked in the broken part of his brain.

His mind drifted to his thoughts about finding his extended family members. He had tried to contact Neville but the man seemed to not respond to any form of communication including patronus. It worried Harrison that something extremely wrong might have happened to the shy but brave lion.

Neville woke up in chains on a hard surface. He guessed, from the feel of it, that it was concrete. A very dirty concrete. Neville did not know if he should continue to pretend to be awake or continue to feign slumber. As he lay there he began to hear voices from a few distance away. The voices sounded familiar, he instantly knew one of them was Jenkins but the other he could not place. His eyes widened at the realization of who the other speaker was the moment they rounded the corner. They were behind him but now that he can hear her voice clearly, there was no doubt in his mind that it was Ginny Weasley.

"You're awake," Jenkins spoke to Neville's back, "I can tell since you look like you are about to hyperventilate."

"Why did you take Hermione, Jenkins?" Neville asked ignoring the redhead's presence. He was not going to allow her to become his weakness. They have been friends for a long time, him and Ginny and seeing her stand arm and arm with Jenkins made him want to hurl.

"Tsk, tsk, little Neville," Jenkins growled, "do not try to deter the elephant in the room. Neville meet Ginevra Weasley, my fiancé."

"Y-you're what?" Neville stuttered.

"My fiancé," Jenkins smirked, "I mean, Potter was so cruel to us. He bullied us and made our lives living hell. Not only that he blackmailed her into an abusive relationship."

Jenkins just caressed Ginny's cheek, "Don't you remember Neville? I mean he treated you worse than dirt!" Ginny yelled in anger. Neville realized that Ginny actually believed what she was saying. The safest bet for Neville is to play along.

"I…I remember," Neville squeaked. He allowed himself to look weak to pretend that he understood the situation.

"Oh Nev," Ginny cried falling to her knees and giving him a hug. Neville tried not to flinch at her unwanted affection. This woman was no longer one of his best friends. She was just someone he used to know.

"Ginevra," Jenkins spoke up after a few moments of silence, "can you give us a minute?"

"Sure," Ginny smiled giving the vile man a peck on the lips before disappearing around the corner. Jenkins watched her go with a gleam in his eyes. It looking like he wanted a predator watching its prey.

"She is a handful," Jenkins smiled. It did not reach his eyes.

"A lot like her mother," Neville agreed. The longer he just played a long the better it was for him and Hermione.

"That she is," Jenkins agreed, "though I am just using her to get back at Potter. After what he has done to me! I have taken his beloved away!" Neville did not answer. It was better that Jenkins had this misconception. If only to keep him away from Malfoy. Jenkins does not know of Harry's new found love for the blonde and it was safer to keep it that way as long as possible.

"So, why am I in chains?" Neville decided to inquire to change the subject.

"Oh, I had to chain you up to convince Granger that I am dangerous," Jenkins replied nonchalant.

"Where is she anyways?" Neville asked again hoping to get an honest reply from Jenkins.

"In the training rooms," Jenkins replied. Fear struck Neville thinking that they would use her as a practice matt, "don't look at me like that. She actually agreed to join our cause. It seems that she has lost everything and everyone. It did not even require me torturing you to get her reply."

"So, you would have chanced of me going insane like Potter so you can get Hermione on your side?" Neville asked pretending amusement.

"Ah, I would never let it get to that point my little lion," Jenkins smiled lightly. This time though it felt like he meant that smile. Neville did not know what to think. At this moment though he was trying hard think of a way out of this place. A way out of this organization lead by an emotionally broken madman.

The difference between Jenkins and Voldemort was that Jenkins still had his soul. Only a hand full of people knew about the horcuxes. So where Voldemort felt almost nothing Jenkins bottles up all his emotions. He keeps them behind a damn and they begin to seep through and cause the man to practically lose it. Jenkins insanity was his overwhelming emotions. Too much love for a singular person that he lost. Unwilling to see that they were horrible and died attacking innocent people.

Neville pitied Jenkins. He just did not care enough to act on it. He wanted to get back. He wanted to find Harry and tell him of the dangers. Malfoy would have fixed him by now. Put his mind back together enough to be considered sane. Neville was extremely happy that the man he considers a brother will be able to live a somewhat normal life. A part of him was jealous since it would never happen for his parents. When he heard of this treatment he asked the healers to try it on his parents. They deserved their sanity back. But they told him that they have been like this for so long that there was no way their minds could handle the putting back together. At first, Neville was angry. Angry at the healers, angry at himself, angry with everyone. But Malfoy told him that his parents would not want him to become spiteful. They did not save him for him to go and hate the world in which they defended. To ruin the life, they fought for him to have.

He was going to Find Harry. He was going to find his brother. Nobody, not even Jenkins will keep him from him.

A/N: Wow an update again! I have so much free time now so I will be updating a lot faster. Please read and review! Hearing people's thoughts helps me write and motivates me to want to continue. Until next time.

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