Title: Watashi Daiichi no shû dorei ai

Author: Shinigami Liliz Black

Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are created and owned by JK Rowling, and various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Status: BETAED by thrnbooke

Notes: Thanks for all those wonderful reviews! Song from Jade's Sweetbox

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Amaly Malfoy: No te preocupes, entiendo el español. Para decir Draco va a descubrir muchas cosas que nunca sabia.

Critic: I know I need a beta reader, I'm working on it. I've been searching for one since 2003.

Emilie: To say, I'm not fast writing since I have lots of heavy homework that forbids me to write. I' trying my best

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driven to insanity: Thanks, I was suppose to continue the medieval dialoguing but I got tired.

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Chapter Eight: Thousand Words

He opened his eyes...

Looking around, he stood up as white mist covered his surroundings. He couldn't identify where the ground and the sky were. It was like floating, floating in a memory...

The Macalania Woods was known to be a place where memories rest, memories of people who died happily, with depression or even hate. It was said a person entered the woods and never came out to see the light; he died of craziness after receiving memories of his lives and ancestors. That's the reason the Macalania Woods was forbidden, and Draco was dumb enough to fell into the depths of the forest.

He took a step forward, not really knowing where he was going. Suddenly, memories came as illusions, memories of two young men...

"Believe in me, even if we're torn apart our feelings will unite us," somebody whispered.

I know that you're hiding things

Using gentle words to shelter me

Your words were like a dream

But dreams could never fool me

Not that easily

He looked ahead at the young blonde man, his sword unsheathed. The man was gorgeous. His hair was long, reaching his ribs like a silky curtain of white blonde hair. His cold grey eyes bored into his as thousand emotions were suddenly leashed out. His body was broad and his skin was pale and delicate.

He knew who this man was; it was his archenemy, son of Saban Slytherin. His name was Salazar Slytherin.

Salazar shook his dark green cape as he sheathed his sword. "I do not have the time to stay and stare at you Gryffindor."

Godric blushed furiously. How dumb of him; staring at Salazar with drooling eyes. What a shame!

"Neither do I Sa- Slytherin." Godric turned his back to him, breathing heavily.

He heard Salazar take a step forward. "How about it Gryffindor, A duel here tomorrow?"

Godric smirked and turned his head, "You bet Slytherin!"

I acted so distant then

Didn't say goodbye before you left

But I was listening

You'll fight your battles far from me

Far too easily

Draco can see both men fighting and many meetings were arranged. Every time one of them falls down they would burst out laughing. They were still seventeen and their youth hadn't reached its end.

Salazar thrust his sword, its blade threatening Godric, making his opponent loose his balance and fell.

"Surrender Godric Gryffindor! You are at my mercy."

"Oh really?" Godric asked arching his eyebrow. Suddenly, he pulled the sword towards the top of his head making Salazar lost his grip. With his legs around Salazar he pushed Salazar forward on top of him and his lips pressed against his.

Seconds of surprise and frozen muscles surrounded Salazar as he felt Godric's lips on his. Godric's lips were warm and soft. He grinned and parted his lips, sucking onto Salazar's lower lip. Salazar gasped at Godric's lips moved hesitantly against his but little by little he surrendered himself to Godric's mercy.

"Save your tears cause I'll come back."

I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door

But still I swore

To hide the pain when I turn back the pages

Shouting might have been the answer

What if I'd cried my eyes out and begged you not to depart

But now I'm not afraid to say what's in my heart

The memories disappear into the mist. Draco step forward and suddenly the mist disappeared replaced by a wooden house in the middle of a shiny beautiful forest.

A tall strong white blonde man stepped out; armor on his chest and on his belt his sword with his sheath. His chin was pointed and his grey eyes were no longer cold but warm. He shook his green cape as a voice called him.

Another man stepped out, this one was two inches shorter and his hair was long messy black. He had high cheekbones and his skin was tan. He gripped his companion around the waist hard and he buried his face on his shoulder as tears rolled down.

The blonde man hugged him back and pushed him away.

"Save your tears cause I'll come back," he whispered.

"Please Salazar! You don't need to do this!"

"He killed my father Godric. I must take revenge on his death."

"Not like this Salazar, I don't want to loose you! You know your brother wants you dead!"

"There's no other choice Godric." He let go of Godric and turned around.

"Salazar! Don't do this to me!" Godric yelled as Salazar walked on.

"I love you Salazar! I don't want you to die!" he yelled as tears rolled down and sank to his knees.

Salazar stopped, holding the tears that were coming; he couldn't stop now. "Do it for our son!" Godric yelled.

With a weakly voice he said, before running away, "I can't."

Suddenly after crying his eyes out, Godric's instinct told him to follow him. With no other thoughts he picked up his sword and ran off towards the battlefield.

Cause a thousand words

Call out through the ages

They'll fly to you

Even though I can't see I know they're reaching you

Suspended on silver wings

Salazar was fighting like a wild animal slaughtering people who were part of his father's death. His face and clothes were covered with blood and his hair was all sweaty and messy. In his eyes was reflected his determination and the desire to slaughter Sebastian Slytherin, his brother, to kill Sebastian like he did to their father.

"Salazar!" he heard someone calling. He turned around to find Godric unsheathing his sword and stepping into the battle beside him.

"What are you doing here!" he yelled as he kicked a soldier in the ribs.

Oh a thousand words

One thousand embraces

Will cradle you

Making all of your weary days seem far away

They'll hold you forever

"I won't let them kill you!" he said slaughtering three men in one swing.

"Argh!" Salazar yelled in pain as a bullet ripped his flesh open over his ribs.

"Salazar!" Godric hurried towards Salazar.

"Oh look, the two lovebirds," Sebastian drawled.

"You," Salazar swore under his breath, "How dare you! You killed our father!"

"I was getting bored. I needed power." Eight guards pointed their fire guns at them.

"Fire guns? How low of you," Salazar sneered.

"Made in China. Quite useful to make someone suffer as they die."

"Salazar?" he turned to look at Godric as his brother laughed. He pulled Godric towards him, protecting him from his bother.

He looked at Godric's hazel eyes and smiled. Godric's eyes watered, he had never seen Salazar like this.

"Godric," he said sweetly, "I lov-"

"Fire!"

Salazar eyes widen, he stepped in front of Godric and hugged him hard. The bullets pierced his body stopping his words. Godric stared in horror as Salazar was mutilated in front of him, blood came out from his mouth and a single tear rolled down.

"Godric, I-"

Oh a thousand words (a thousand words)

Have never been spoken (oh yeah)

They'll fly to you

They'll carry you home (carry you home) and back into my arms

Suspended on silver wings (on silver wings)

A bullet pierced Godric's leg making him lose his balance. He fell down near Salazar's lifeless body and a sharp pain erupted on his forehead. He tried to reach for Salazar but his body was numb.

A guard approached them and he heard him yell that both were dead. As the footsteps disappeared Godric dragged himself towards Salazar's body. He griped him hard against his chest as tears rolled down mixing with the blood from the scar of his bleeding forehead and Godric bit his lips trying not to scream out his fury.

And a thousand words (ohh)

Call out through the ages (call through the ages)

They'll cradle you (oh yeah)

Turn all of the lonely years to only days (only days)

They'll hold you forever

"We will take revenge on your death Salazar, we promise you," he said gritting his teeth.

Ohh...

A thousand words

So that's how Salazar died, his ancestor died protecting his beloved. Godric was hiding a son that he was part of and Sebastian slaughtered his brother for power.

Now he understands; his destiny was to repeat history...

Tears rolled down his cheeks as he fell down onto solid ground. His vision darkened and the last things he saw was a pair of black boots and a strong voice whispering, "Young Malfoy?"

Ron helped Harry down the horse and up to the wise old man's house that Draco had told him to visit. He knocked on the door twice as he helped Harry into a standing position.

An old man opened the door. His hair was long and silver and his twinkling eyes were light blue behind gold framed half moon glasses. His silky robes were dark purple with high heeled boots and a ragged pointed hat. This man was a replica of old Merlin. He smiled at Ron.

"I am Albus Dumbledore, what can I do for you young Weasley?"

Draco stirred as he felt cold water on his forehead and warm substances been placed on his chest. He opened his eyes and blinked them, waiting for his vision to focus.

He was looking at a pale, shoulder length greasy haired and hooked nosed man. He was dressed in black robes and was holding a bottle with a green substance. Draco jumped and tried to sit up but the man's pale long hands pushed him back down.

"Easy there Young Malfoy, the fall was hard. I'm surprise you are alive."

"Who are you?"

"Is the boy alright Severus?" A tall, handsome, tan skinned man stepped inside. His black messy hair was long enough to reach his ribs and his hazel eyes sparkle with mischievousness and happiness. He wore gold and dark red silky fabrics and around his trousers was a thick belt with a silver sword with red rubies in the hilt spelling out Godric Gryffindor on the sheath.

"He's okay, King James, just a few ribs broken."

James looked hard at the man called Severus. "Call me James, Severus!"

"Right James," he murmured.

"I believe you are Draco Malfoy," he said sitting on the edge of Draco's bed, "I am James Potter, King of the Griffin Kingdom."

He took something out from his pocket and showed it to Draco; it was Harry's glasses. "You had this in your pocket; do you happen to know my son, Draco?"

Draco looked out of the window avoiding James' stare. "He was my slave and I failed to protect him," he whispered and broke down crying.

TBC...

Notes: Another chapter Yeah! This song was so perfect for this Salazar/ Godric scene. I had to stop writing because I was crying because of it. It was so painful imagining this. Yes, Severus Snape is James Potter's friend, weird right? Hey this is an AU story! The Macalania Wood name and idea is from FFX game.

Next chapter: Dumbledore helps Ron and James is determined to pay a visit to his old lover with Draco. New secrets are revealed!