When Angels Die
Ch: 25
Disclaimer: Not mine so get lost.
"Are you willing?"
Green eyes met broken green.
"I'm willing."
Draco muttered a spell under his breath and placed one hand on the side of Harry's temple. One moment, everything was normal. Then, everything swirled in gray, turning faster and faster. Harry was unable to break away and soon was sucked into those silver-gray eyes and deep into Draco's memory.
"Shit, I'm late," muttered Draco, rushing down the halls and through empty classrooms. "Where is a witness when you need one?"
Draco was off looking for his witness, much like Harry was, when it happened. Deep in Draco's memory, Harry looked around. This was much like a Pensive or Riddles diary in second year. Harry could see and hear everything, he just couldn't touch anything.
Draco entered the Defense classroom, not bothering to look around. Trying to find his witness was like trying to shoot fish in a stream- almost impossible.
"I swear that man is a ghost. When you need him, you can never find him. Not in the Potions lab, not in his quarters. Where the hell did Severus go?"
"Have you tried the Headmasters office?" asked a voice to his left. Draco jumped at the sound, pulling his wand out at the same time, pointing it without aiming.
Finally finding the shadowed form, Draco motioned him forward. Out behind the desk came the tall figure of Lord Renel.
"Merlin's' bones, Renel, you scared the shit out of me." Draco relaxed his arm and placed his wand away. Renel stalked foreword and around the desk, staring at Draco in an odd way. Draco paid no attention to this as he walked to his desk and opened the top drawer.
Harry watched as the memory-Draco pulled out a small black box. Draco opened it to reveille a thick gold and silver wedding band with a design of small vines and flowers wrapping around a crest of two swords and a shield. A blue diamond so light it looked silver sat in the middle of the crest.
"What a beautiful ring. Is it for Harry?" asked Renel.
Harry looked positively shocked. The ring looked expensive but it was so beautiful. Memory-Draco looked positively proud at his accomplishment. The happiness on his face made him look years younger, like the Draco Harry left behind. It was a look Harry rarely saw on his face anymore.
Concentrating, Harry got a small shock as he realized he could feel memory- Draco's emotions. Right at this moment, all the pride and happiness he felt was echoed in Harry's mind.
"Yes it is. It our families' crests, or part of them anyway. One sword is the Potter's crest, the other is Malfoy's family. The shield is from my crest while the vines came from the Potters. So did the gem, as a matter of fact. I hope Harry likes this."
"I am sure he will. Draco, I have an important issue involving Harry and I wish to speak with you."
Harry felt alarm and worry flash through Draco's mind.
"What happened? Is Harry alright?"
"Harry is fine. It is actually with you that there is a problem. You see, I can sense a dormant spell placed on you. I have the gift of Spell Searching and Breaking. I can read dormant spells with a touch. I can do the same thing when I have to Break a spell. May I touch your arm?"
Draco threw a calculating look at the man in front of him. After a few minutes of silence, Draco reluctantly nodded. One pale hand touched Draco on the hand. Harry got a ghost feeling of mist and wind riding up his arm, searching for something. It hit a barrier somewhere deep inside Draco's mind.
The feeling of mist and wind probed his mind, over and over, each time meeting a solid wall of resistance. A few seconds later, the feeling and probing disappeared completely. Draco blinked and looked at Renel. Whatever the elf lord had found mustn't have been pleasant. That pale face looked grave indeed.
"What did you find? I have a feeling it was nothing good."
Removing a handkerchief from his pocket, Lord Renel wiped his hands. Harry slid over next to an extremely nervous Draco and watched what happened.
"It is bad, I won't lie to you about that. Some one in your past placed a spell on you. The nature of this spell- why they used this, I have no idea- is to entrap your mind-after you are married, making you a drone. You would have no mind, nothing at all. You would have been controlled by the maker of the spell, with no will. Where you to be married when you were younger?"
Draco looked absolutely shocked. Someone (most likely his father) placed a spell on him to make him a drone?
"Hmm? Oh, yes. I was engaged to Pansy Parkinson, but that didn't go through. I was in love with Harry at the time and the slut got pregnant with some Slytherin baby. As far as I know, the baby is still alive."
Harry looked at the two memory figures in shock. This was news to him! But still, why would Draco be kissing Renel? A feeling of sadness washed over him, coming from Draco.
"I won't be able to marry Harry, will I." It was more of a statement than a question. The look of utter loss wrenched Harry's heart.
"There is a way, Draco. You might not like it, but there is a way."
A flash of hope lit his eyes.
"What is it?"
"I can break this spell, but it would require something more than just being able to touch you. I would have to kiss you, in order to reach the inside of your head, to where the spell is hiding. I told you, you would not like it."
Draco stared at him in shock. Him, kiss some one other than Harry? But, if the spell didn't get broken, then he wouldn't be able to marry his beloved. Oh, what to do?
Harry felt the disbelief, sadness, and anger that flashed through memory- Draco. Now he was starting to understand why Draco was kissing Renel. But there had to be away around this, wasn't there?
Draco was having the exact same thoughts.
"Isn't there another way around this?" he asked in desperation.
"No, there isn't. I am sorry; I do not want to do this any more than you do. I do not like kissing another's chosen. The breaking of this spell will also allow you to see into each other's hearts, much like real soul mates are allowed to do. This spell blocks many things from you, Draco, and some of them are gifts you have been denied. It is the only way- unless you decide not to marry Harry."
"No, I can't do that. Are you sure this is the only way?"
A nod was all he received.
"Fine, let's do this."
Draco stood and walked to Renel's side. With an awkward look, Renel bent his dark head and kissed Draco. Smooth lips met smooth lips but Draco felt absolutely nothing. Usually he would feel something when kissing someone but kissing Renel felt like kissing air.
Harry stared at the memory pair and felt his heart start to break all over again. But a feeling of nothingness made him glace back at the pair with a questioning look. Draco didn't feel anything from that kiss? That was odd, but it made Harry's heart slightly lighter. Now that he knew what had happened, Harry didn't feel that bad. But he still felt hurt and wounded.
Another sense assaulted his mind. A feeling of freedom and release swept over him with all the force of a raging river. The spell had broken! A sudden gasp from the doorway made him turn. Harry came face to face with himself. Draco turned and tried to tell memory-Harry what had happened but he wouldn't listen.
A deep depression and sadness so deep it made Harry want to cry swept over him. Draco hurt just as much as he did- all for a stupid mistake.
The memory started to swirl and twist, becoming disoriented and distorted. With a great heave, Harry was tossed out of Draco's memory and slammed back into his own mind and body.
Harry opened his eyes and found tears gently drying on his face.
"That's what happened?"
Draco nodded and looked away, still holding one of Harry's small hands.
"I'm sorry for hurting you, Harry. Even if it was unintentional. I still love you and I always will. Can you forgive me?"
Harry looked at him for one moment.
"I don't know. I need a day or two to come to terms with my heart. My head wants to forgive you but my heart needs some convincing. Can you give me till tomorrow?"
Draco nodded. On impulse, Harry reached up and grabbed Draco by the neck, pulling him in for a soft kiss.
"You are forgiven," he said, right before their lips met.
A tingle swept down from their interlocked lips and raced towards his brain. Fireworks suddenly erupted inside him, colors he had no words for flashing behind closed eyelids. They both broke away at the same time, gasping for breath.
"What the hell was that?"
"I don't know, Harry, I don't know. But I will find out."
"So you'll wait for tomorrow?"
"I would wait for all eternity, you know that. I will see you tomorrow."
Draco got up and left, Harry watching his retreating back the whole way. Only one thing was on his mind- what the hell happened?
AN: Much longer than the last chapter! Anyway, I need your help. Should Harry forgive Draco? Should they get back together? Leave your answer in your review and I will decide what happens by the amount of votes I get! Anyway, (I really love that word, haven't you noticed?) thank you to all that have reviewed and I hope you like this chapter! Enjoy! ~Ta-ta
"Are you willing?"
Green eyes met broken green.
"I'm willing."
Draco muttered a spell under his breath and placed one hand on the side of Harry's temple. One moment, everything was normal. Then, everything swirled in gray, turning faster and faster. Harry was unable to break away and soon was sucked into those silver-gray eyes and deep into Draco's memory.
"Shit, I'm late," muttered Draco, rushing down the halls and through empty classrooms. "Where is a witness when you need one?"
Draco was off looking for his witness, much like Harry was, when it happened. Deep in Draco's memory, Harry looked around. This was much like a Pensive or Riddles diary in second year. Harry could see and hear everything, he just couldn't touch anything.
Draco entered the Defense classroom, not bothering to look around. Trying to find his witness was like trying to shoot fish in a stream- almost impossible.
"I swear that man is a ghost. When you need him, you can never find him. Not in the Potions lab, not in his quarters. Where the hell did Severus go?"
"Have you tried the Headmasters office?" asked a voice to his left. Draco jumped at the sound, pulling his wand out at the same time, pointing it without aiming.
Finally finding the shadowed form, Draco motioned him forward. Out behind the desk came the tall figure of Lord Renel.
"Merlin's' bones, Renel, you scared the shit out of me." Draco relaxed his arm and placed his wand away. Renel stalked foreword and around the desk, staring at Draco in an odd way. Draco paid no attention to this as he walked to his desk and opened the top drawer.
Harry watched as the memory-Draco pulled out a small black box. Draco opened it to reveille a thick gold and silver wedding band with a design of small vines and flowers wrapping around a crest of two swords and a shield. A blue diamond so light it looked silver sat in the middle of the crest.
"What a beautiful ring. Is it for Harry?" asked Renel.
Harry looked positively shocked. The ring looked expensive but it was so beautiful. Memory-Draco looked positively proud at his accomplishment. The happiness on his face made him look years younger, like the Draco Harry left behind. It was a look Harry rarely saw on his face anymore.
Concentrating, Harry got a small shock as he realized he could feel memory- Draco's emotions. Right at this moment, all the pride and happiness he felt was echoed in Harry's mind.
"Yes it is. It our families' crests, or part of them anyway. One sword is the Potter's crest, the other is Malfoy's family. The shield is from my crest while the vines came from the Potters. So did the gem, as a matter of fact. I hope Harry likes this."
"I am sure he will. Draco, I have an important issue involving Harry and I wish to speak with you."
Harry felt alarm and worry flash through Draco's mind.
"What happened? Is Harry alright?"
"Harry is fine. It is actually with you that there is a problem. You see, I can sense a dormant spell placed on you. I have the gift of Spell Searching and Breaking. I can read dormant spells with a touch. I can do the same thing when I have to Break a spell. May I touch your arm?"
Draco threw a calculating look at the man in front of him. After a few minutes of silence, Draco reluctantly nodded. One pale hand touched Draco on the hand. Harry got a ghost feeling of mist and wind riding up his arm, searching for something. It hit a barrier somewhere deep inside Draco's mind.
The feeling of mist and wind probed his mind, over and over, each time meeting a solid wall of resistance. A few seconds later, the feeling and probing disappeared completely. Draco blinked and looked at Renel. Whatever the elf lord had found mustn't have been pleasant. That pale face looked grave indeed.
"What did you find? I have a feeling it was nothing good."
Removing a handkerchief from his pocket, Lord Renel wiped his hands. Harry slid over next to an extremely nervous Draco and watched what happened.
"It is bad, I won't lie to you about that. Some one in your past placed a spell on you. The nature of this spell- why they used this, I have no idea- is to entrap your mind-after you are married, making you a drone. You would have no mind, nothing at all. You would have been controlled by the maker of the spell, with no will. Where you to be married when you were younger?"
Draco looked absolutely shocked. Someone (most likely his father) placed a spell on him to make him a drone?
"Hmm? Oh, yes. I was engaged to Pansy Parkinson, but that didn't go through. I was in love with Harry at the time and the slut got pregnant with some Slytherin baby. As far as I know, the baby is still alive."
Harry looked at the two memory figures in shock. This was news to him! But still, why would Draco be kissing Renel? A feeling of sadness washed over him, coming from Draco.
"I won't be able to marry Harry, will I." It was more of a statement than a question. The look of utter loss wrenched Harry's heart.
"There is a way, Draco. You might not like it, but there is a way."
A flash of hope lit his eyes.
"What is it?"
"I can break this spell, but it would require something more than just being able to touch you. I would have to kiss you, in order to reach the inside of your head, to where the spell is hiding. I told you, you would not like it."
Draco stared at him in shock. Him, kiss some one other than Harry? But, if the spell didn't get broken, then he wouldn't be able to marry his beloved. Oh, what to do?
Harry felt the disbelief, sadness, and anger that flashed through memory- Draco. Now he was starting to understand why Draco was kissing Renel. But there had to be away around this, wasn't there?
Draco was having the exact same thoughts.
"Isn't there another way around this?" he asked in desperation.
"No, there isn't. I am sorry; I do not want to do this any more than you do. I do not like kissing another's chosen. The breaking of this spell will also allow you to see into each other's hearts, much like real soul mates are allowed to do. This spell blocks many things from you, Draco, and some of them are gifts you have been denied. It is the only way- unless you decide not to marry Harry."
"No, I can't do that. Are you sure this is the only way?"
A nod was all he received.
"Fine, let's do this."
Draco stood and walked to Renel's side. With an awkward look, Renel bent his dark head and kissed Draco. Smooth lips met smooth lips but Draco felt absolutely nothing. Usually he would feel something when kissing someone but kissing Renel felt like kissing air.
Harry stared at the memory pair and felt his heart start to break all over again. But a feeling of nothingness made him glace back at the pair with a questioning look. Draco didn't feel anything from that kiss? That was odd, but it made Harry's heart slightly lighter. Now that he knew what had happened, Harry didn't feel that bad. But he still felt hurt and wounded.
Another sense assaulted his mind. A feeling of freedom and release swept over him with all the force of a raging river. The spell had broken! A sudden gasp from the doorway made him turn. Harry came face to face with himself. Draco turned and tried to tell memory-Harry what had happened but he wouldn't listen.
A deep depression and sadness so deep it made Harry want to cry swept over him. Draco hurt just as much as he did- all for a stupid mistake.
The memory started to swirl and twist, becoming disoriented and distorted. With a great heave, Harry was tossed out of Draco's memory and slammed back into his own mind and body.
Harry opened his eyes and found tears gently drying on his face.
"That's what happened?"
Draco nodded and looked away, still holding one of Harry's small hands.
"I'm sorry for hurting you, Harry. Even if it was unintentional. I still love you and I always will. Can you forgive me?"
Harry looked at him for one moment.
"I don't know. I need a day or two to come to terms with my heart. My head wants to forgive you but my heart needs some convincing. Can you give me till tomorrow?"
Draco nodded. On impulse, Harry reached up and grabbed Draco by the neck, pulling him in for a soft kiss.
"You are forgiven," he said, right before their lips met.
A tingle swept down from their interlocked lips and raced towards his brain. Fireworks suddenly erupted inside him, colors he had no words for flashing behind closed eyelids. They both broke away at the same time, gasping for breath.
"What the hell was that?"
"I don't know, Harry, I don't know. But I will find out."
"So you'll wait for tomorrow?"
"I would wait for all eternity, you know that. I will see you tomorrow."
Draco got up and left, Harry watching his retreating back the whole way. Only one thing was on his mind- what the hell happened?
AN: Much longer than the last chapter! Anyway, I need your help. Should Harry forgive Draco? Should they get back together? Leave your answer in your review and I will decide what happens by the amount of votes I get! Anyway, (I really love that word, haven't you noticed?) thank you to all that have reviewed and I hope you like this chapter! Enjoy! ~Ta-ta