A/N – One of my most recent fics, general theme goes like 'Love Conquers All', thought, to be honest, I'm going to put them through hell first. By the way, the chapter tittles for his fic will be song names. Just because I can.
Tittle – Hidden in Plain Sight
Chapter – 01: Cage
Word Count – 3198
Warning for this chapter – Male pregnancy.
Notes – The songs mentioned in this chapter are actual songs. 'Nemo' is by Nightwish, 'The Unforgiven' and 'The Unforgiven II' by Metallica, 'The Final' by Dir en grey, Black Roses (original tittle 'Rosas Negras') is by an Argentinian band called Luxúria, and 'Something I Can Never Have' by Nine Inch Nails.
Summary – Betrayed by those who were supposed to love them Pansy and Harry fake their deaths and decide to hide in muggle England. But, as the Slytherin way goes, they do it in plain sight, where everyone will ignore them.
Cage
The teen chewed on his lower lip, taking in the sight of his spent lover. He was beautiful, simply beautiful. And somewhere along their relationship Harry had grown to love the man dearly. Love him enough to hand him the war on a plate if he wished. If he only said he loved him back.
Harry knew he was pregnant, Poppy had told him so during his exam after the teen had fainted during Charms. He smiled at the sated form of the Dark Lord.
"Hmm... Tom?" He begun uneasily, he needed to break the news and he had no idea how. "Are you awake enough to talk to me for a bit?"
"Sure Harry... what is it?"
"Tom... well..." he steeled himself, he needed to say it! "Tom... we haven't been using anything to prevent pregnancy recently, I was just wondering... what if I ended up pregnant?" The Dark Lord sat up faster than a man of his age was supposed to.
"You're pregnant?" He whispered, afraid – for once in his life – of the answer. He.DID.NOT.need.a.child!!! Specially now!
"I... I'm not sure..." he muttered, looking at the cotton sheets and the mess the two had left of sweat and dry semen. "I asked for a thorough test. If I am... what are we going to do?"
Voldemort sighed, how could he forget that males could get pregnant too? He blamed it all on the war, if people just submitted to him it wouldn't happen!!
"You're going to need an abortion Harry. We do not need a child now!" the now fully awake dark lord paced around the room, glaring at Harry's flat stomach.
"Tom! If I am with child I will not have it aborted just because you can't handle!" he shouted at his soon to be ex-lover. The thought of Pansy being right crossed his mind for a second before Harry was out of bed, dressed and going to the fireplace.
"Where are you going Harry? We need to sort this!" Tom got dressed at top speed, running after the teen. "There's nothing to sort Tom! You don't want the child..." He stopped before the fireplace, reaching for the floo powder. "I thought you loved me enough to at least try and understand." He whispered, hurt evident in his voice, before calling Pansy's flat.
"Potter, I'm the Dark Lord, I don't love anyone" he lied through his teeth.
Harry looked at Tom for the last time, before smiling sadly at the man "I've noticed, I was a fool to believe otherwise."
And with that he was gone, leaving a very upset Dark Lord behind.
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"Pansy, we're going!" Harry shouted as soon as he stepped into his adopted sister's flat.
"He didn't take it very well did he?" She sighed, she just knew he wouldn't take it well. Even if Voldemort liked Harry there was no way he would admit it. Not to himself, let alone Harry!
"No... I thought that maybe... just maybe he would have like it. Guess I was wrong." He grimaced, looking at his adopted sister, that just until a few days ago was the proud fiancée of one Draco Malfoy.
That is... until she found him in bed with another woman (who, oddly enough was Harry's ex-best friend).
"You want to fake our deaths then?"
"Yes... if we stay we'll have at least a dozen aurors and the triple of that of Dark Wizards after us. Is the blood replenish potion ready? And the skelegrow?" And Harry for one didn't want to be near any of them. He just knew that once news got out he would have one-third of the wizard population wanting the abortion of his unborn child.
"Of course! I was just finishing it when you came back." She smiled sadly at his back, but they would have to do it. Even if she wasn't keen on the idea herself.
"It won't... it won't damage the baby will it?"
"No... I swear it won't do a thing!" she tried to assure the boy, in truth it was dangerous, but one must do what one must do. And faking their deaths was something that must be done. Preferably before one Severus Snape ran to the headmaster with news of Harry's lover and child.
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The next day both remains of their bodies were found on the London bridge. Specialists (both muggle and wizard) determined that both teens had lost too much blood to survive. At least five litters of blood from each of them, and no one to help in the middle of the night. The Daily Prophet and the London Times described the deaths as gruesome, painting Harry and Pansy as weak, coward, suicidal children. Both papers displayed the pictures of the joined hands, cut off from their bodies and left in a pool of blood at the top of the bridge. Under it, and with charms to protect the paper, a simple note.
"Because those we love don't want to anchor us to their world.
Harry & Pansy"
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Voldemort locked himself inside his room, looking at the papers describing the deaths of his love and his sister. Laying on his bed he stared at the only picture he had of Harry, he was in the middle of a roller coaster ride with a brilliant smile on his face. Originally it also had Granger and Weasley in the picture, but with a nice little spell Voldemort had cut them out. He lay staring at the picture for a long time before turning to his side and hugging a pillow case that still had Harry's smell. "You're not a coward, nor weak and I know you're not dead Harry." he whispered to the pillow, before finally falling into an uneasy sleep.
The Dark Lord would take control over the Wizard World in the following months, his Death Eaters on a tight leash, leading the wizards to pure chaos and fear. Some attributed the harsh change due to the fact that there was no Boy-who-lived to defy him, others to his increasing bloodlust and insanity.
One Severus Snape attributed it to his grieving.
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((One year Later))
"This is me for forever
One of the lost ones
The one without a name
Without an honest heart as compass
This is me for forever
One without a name
These lines the last endeavour
To find the missing lifeline
Oh how I wish
For soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I'd give my everything
My flower
Withered between
The pages two and three
The once and forever bloom gone with my sins
Walk the dark path
Sleep with angels
Call the past for help
Touch me with your love
And reveal to me my true name..."
Harry grinned as he watched their new video, Pansy was beside him while a toddler lay sleeping on Harry's lap. The VH1 guy sat on the other couch, looking at the TV screen in what could only be described as awe. Harry thought Pansy looked beautiful at the edge of the ocean singing. He thought he wasn't all that bad either, as he played the part of Nemo. The light wasn't bad either.
He reached for the mop of messy hair that was his son's head. Stroking Nate's face lovingly, if one took off the green eyes and the not-so-messy hair Nate looked just like his Tom. He was distracted from his depressing thoughts as the video ended and the interview begun...
"And as you just saw, this is König's new single in over three months, labelled Nemo. This single also comes with other songs recorded live during their last tour. Now, we at VH1 invaded Jane and Lezane's house, and bring to you a picture of their family, we even got Lezane's son, Nathan, on video!" the guy happily talked to the camera, as the camera guy closed in for a picture of Harry with Nathan on his lap sleeping and snuggled on both Harry and a stuffed blue dragon and Pansy waving at the non existent public as he shook his head with a grin on his lips.
"So, how did you make the single? Who came up with the lyrics?"
"The lyrics are mine, as well as the instrumental part. This time we wanted something that might reflect on our past and how we felt about everything, we found that Nemo was just perfect. As well as the other songs in the single." Harry replied, getting into his public persona of a damn well successful singer. Glaring as the camera guy made a loud noise that almost woke up his son.
"And what of the other songs? We have at least four others, not counting Nemo, isn't that right?" The interviewer also glared at his camera man, the idiot simply could not understand what they had in their hands! Or how difficult it was to get a family picture of König, specially of Lezane's son?! It was more likely that they got a purple turtle dancing the tango with a shark before anyone got a picture of Nathan, willingly given. Lezane Grey was THAT overprotective of his son.
He sighed in relief as Nathan just turned around and stuck part of his hand on his mouth.
By the gods! He wasn't gay or bi or anything but even he wanted to have Lezane or Jane playing with his hair like that, receiving their special and undivided attention.
"Yes, counting Nemo we have a total of six songs. Two of them were recorded right here in this living room, believe it or not while we were putting Nate to sleep, one was recorded during our last show in Paris, and the other two will go to our new CD." Pansy replied this time, reaching to her nephew and carefully placing a sleeping spell on him, while pretending to adjust his socks. He just needed to sleep a little longer.
"The songs that put our Nate to sleep are, surprise surprise, the unplugged versions of 'The Unforgiven' and 'The Unforgiven II' by Metallica. We also have 'The Final' from our last CD and the other two are 'Black Roses' that Lee here sings, and 'Something I can never have' all in all is a very depressing single." She laughed, a bit nervous with the interview.
"I fell like I'm intruding but... could you give us a preview of 'The Unforgiven' and 'The Unforgiven II'?" The guy asked with pleading eyes, reminding Harry and Pansy of a kicked puppy.
Laughing Harry agreed, letting Pansy play around with his acoustic guitar while he sang just the chorus of the two songs.
"what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never be
never see
won't see what might have been
what I've felt
what I've known
never shined through in what I've shown
never free
never me
so I dub thee unforgiven"
Harry had closed his eyes as he sang, hugging himself and trying to control his magic. This was a powerful song, in more than one way.
Pansy sang in the same rhythm, her voice completing Harry's in an unique way that ran shivers up everyone's spine, everyone except the singing duo and their sleeping child.
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All over the United Kingdom shivers and a feeling of dread ran down every wizard and witch that was a member of the Order of the Phoenix or had something to do with Pansy's family, or the Ministry.
Dumbledore, Minerva, Severus and Hagrid all froze during the headmaster's speech as a deep cold - much like a Dementor - reached their bones.
The Parkinson family watched with dread as their walls were painted blood red, a message appearing in every room the family used. As they read the message Mrs. Rosethorn Parkinson fainted.
The Malfoys shivered and turned in the general direction of Harry and Pansy's house. The feel of cold blooded revenge in the air as they watched invisible hands ripping the dinner table (which was made of white marble and therefore should be impossible to rip) in an odd message.
The Weasleys (plus one Hermione Granger) watched transfixed as all their plates and cups (made either of unbreakable glass or even plain muggle plastic) broke, fear making its way into their minds at the message.
All of them had the same message in view, be it written in cow's blood, shattered glass, letters sunken in marble or plain written in their minds.
"We dub thee unforgiven."
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"Oh wow..." the camera man exhaled after the private show. If this was what König was all about he might as well turn into a fan. He would swear to anyone who asked that, if he was a female he would have multiple orgasms just from their voices.
Harry chuckled at the dumbstruck faces of his mini crowd. "Are you ready for the other one?" he asked casually, just a bit worried about their reactions. He knew muggles were sensitive with music but not THAT sensitive.
"Oh yes please..."
"Ok then..." Pansy shook her head in amusement, it never failed to impress her how muggles were sensitive to music either. As soon as she got the tone right they sung the chorus of the other unplugged song.
"What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you...
What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?"
This time Harry barely had time to hold himself still as the magic took control of his voice. It was powerful enough to wake Nathan from Pansy's charm (and after waking up one month straight during the night Pansy made sure that her spell was powerful enough to overcome Nathan's accidental magic).
Pansy herself felt lighter, as if she was floating and being embraced on a lover's comforting hug as she sung.
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On another part of England, a certain Dark Lord was – once again – gazing at his lover's picture, wishing more than anything for the power to turn back time and accept the child Harry had carried. Wondering how the babe would have looked like, hoping it looked like his Harry. Voldemort knew for a fact that Harry had carried the baby for the full pregnancy. It was in his nature to do that.
He was in the middle of his 'what if' s when he felt Harry's presence far away in a random direction. Snapping his head at the magical power the he tried to concentrate on it, trying to reach his Potter. He would be dammed (again) if he let Harry go now that he had felt his presence. A raid in London was in order, he would go to every house if he needed to, but he would find his beloved again!
Reaching for the picture again he was shocked at the dark red letters on the glass, in Harry's handwriting.
"Are you unforgiven too?"
His eyes barely widened as he read. Reaching with his own magic to the now faint presence in his room, he sent his own message, somehow sure that it would get to Harry.
Laying back on his bed he stared at the ceiling. For the first time since he lost his lover he smiled, confident that everything would turn out right for once.
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It was after the VH1 guy left that Harry turned to Pansy, Nathan still on his arms, munching on the stuffed dragon.
"He heard it" he stated, his grip on his child tightening just a bit as if afraid that the babe would disappear without notice.
"What do you mean he heard it? He can't have... we're miles away from... them"
"Well... he did! They all did! We'll have to strengthen the wards, add runes or something. Anything to keep our magical signature from being discovered" a hint of panic was making its way into his voice. One that Pansy knew did not bode well for any of them.
"Ok Lee, you have to calm down! The more stressed you are the easier it is for them to find us! That's it, take deep breaths. Right... we'll strengthen the wards with whatever you want, we can even put it all into a 2 miles ratios if you want."
Harry nodded, rocking an oblivious babe back and fort, trying to calm himself down, it would do no good to have him having a panic attack.
"Merlin, do you have any idea of what they'll do once they find out about Nathan?!"
"Yes, I have an idea... Lee, listen, I know you don't want to see him, but maybe you should. For added protection. You know the Dark Lord's wards are better than ours. He has years of experience on us."
"Jane... I... I can't... He'll be mad at me, at us! I don't even know if he'll try to take Nathan away, make him into the Dark Heir or something equally stupid. Merlin, how can you even suggest it?! I can't meet him. He'll be furious with me." he whimpered, sounding so much like a lost child that Pansy had to steel herself so she could argue properly with him.
"Which do you prefer Lezane, the Dark Lord, the father of your child or the Headmaster, the Order and the Weasleys?! You know both of them will find out. Probably within two to three months. Which do you want?" She glared at Harry, she would not let him be weak now. She would not let those damn birds turn her nephew into a mindless killing machine set into killing his own father. Nor would she let the Dark Lord anywhere near the child if his mind was into having an evil heir for his empire.
A knock on their door turned both of their attentions to the intruder. Pansy breathed a sigh of relieve when she looked at Terry, their lovely manager. And the one of the only two wizards who knew they were not... well... dead.
"What happened? I felt the backslash all the way down at the ministry! Are you two alright?"
Pansy shook her head, telling Terry their story so far.
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Back in Number 12 Grimmald Place, Sirius Black was pacing up and down the house thinking. He had FELT his Harry. Felt his godson's magic pulling him to a place near by. He shook his head, heading to the kitchen, only to come face to face with Albus. Oh how he hated that man! He walked up and down his house without permission, as if he owned it!
"Oh good Sirius, I was just about to call for an Order meeting. If you could wait in the kitchen"
Sirius fought the urge to glare at the headmaster, biting the inside of his left cheek, instead he just decided to head to his kitchen as he was going to do anyway. Sighing he pulled his wand and accio-ed his blueberry treacle tart, eating in peace while he could, waiting for the rest of the invaders to show up.