Title: To be with you…Again.
Summary: A certain quidditch player is hunting Draco's dream, reminding him of his painful past. Who is he?
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Disclaimer: I don't own them by any chance.
Warnings: Slash! Male/Male relationship. Mpreg.
Chapter Seven
A 17 year old Harry Potter stood still, wand raised somewhere in the middle of the Forbidden Forest. In front of him, three tall, dark hooded figures appeared and an intense cold swept over him, the horribly familiar, icy cold penetrating his insides, his visions blurring. 'Dementors,' he thought darkly. He was about to cast Expecto Patronum when his scar on his forehead seared with a sharp pain and he felt like his head is going to burst. His eyes snapped closed but stood his ground, his wand held high.
"Harry Potter," said a high, cold voice from behind the towering dark figures. "We meet again. I do hope that this time will be the last." The dementors closed in on him, gliding around, circling him.
The Gryffindor felt as though ice water were rising in his chest, cutting his air and blood circulation. He, then heard the familiar screaming of his mother, trying to protect him. "Expecto Patronum!" he forcefully shouted and a silvery stag shoot out from his wand. He was clearing his mind when he heard a heartless laugh of the Dark Lord.
"Oh, Harry, dear boy…I thought you would be delighted to hear you foolish mother again, tell me…how does it feel to hear her plead for mercy? To leave you be?"
"Shut up! Let's end this now!" Harry growled, his eyes flaring. "Diffindo!"
Voldemort waved his spider like hands and the spell deflected and hit the trees instead. "Harry, old boy! You really don't think you'll be able to kill me off with those spells, right? You have to do better than that!"
The green-eyed teenager sneered at him. Harry had been training day and night, preparing for this moment. He'd spend most of his time in the library reading and learning helpful spell to kill of Voldemort and the spell is just a warm up. He learned the unforgivables from Moody, the real Moody the last summer. "Of course, you oaf. I'm just warming up."
"Arrogant still, I see." Drawled the creature in front of him. The boy-who-lived just smirked, one of the things he got from his boyfriend. "Don't smirk at me! Crucio!"
With a wave of hand, Harry conjured a large stone in front of him, thus covering him from the spell.
"Reducto!" Cried out Voldemort furiously. "Expelliarmus!"
Harry missed the shot inches away and dove to the ground, all the while transfiguring discreetly little stones into knives. Once he steadied himself, he cast incendio in them and shouted, "waddiwasi!"
Five to seven knives in flames came shooting straight to Voldemort before he cast impediment on them, slowing it down.
Harry, who is now made his way behind his enemy, cast a strong binding charm on him. Voldemort fell to the ground with a loud thump. The Gryffindor had his wand raised, the killing curse on the tip of his lip when the Dark Lord face twisted into a maniacal smile and a hollow laughed emitted from his black lips. Harry glared at him and pointed his wand at him.
"I know something you don't know, Harry." Said a quiet voice from the bounded figure on the ground. "And if you kill me, I'll only use it to get you…" Harry just sneered at him, trying to turn him out. "You bear a child in you, didn't you know?" This made the raven-haired froze. He mouthed a silent 'what?' before Voldemort laughed again. "Ah, yes. A living creature inside you."
"You lie." Harry advanced at him but stopped when a knife went straight to his abdomen. He stared at it for a second before turning back to Voldemort.
"Oops." Tom said sarcastically. "An open wound. Hmm. Kill me Harry and be the murderer that you are. And you'll see." He added. "Do you love Draco Malfoy, Potter?"
"Leave him out of this, you scum!"
"Tsk, tsk…love. Always a burden nothing more." Voldemort said quietly, "You love the Malfoy boy, yes? Then you must love the infant inside you, no doubt?" he asked, smirking. "It'll be hard, Potter. Killing me and….your child."
Harry had had enough, he couldn't bear what this lunatic was saying and with the burst of energy he had left, he killed Voldemort with the same green light that killed his parents. He heard Voldemort laughed out loud before he went limp. Harry clutched his wound as he watch the dementors fled as fast as they could when their master vanished and he was left alone, in the dark.
It happened so fast that the raven-haired didn't noticed it until he felt a violent pain from his injury. He screamed as the pain made its way through his body, making him wither. He saw something dark entered him before a he felt like he was being stabbed with knives from the insides. He doubled over and screamed in agony.
It was after a while when it subsided, leaving a sweating and shaking teenager lying on the ground. Harry blinked, trying to focus his gaze and slowly stood up. "What the fuck…" and then he heard a voice, the high and cold voice of his enemy.
"I told you, fool! Now I possessed your child, Potter!"
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Severus Snape, who is breathing heavily, leaned at the door for support. He can't believe what he just witnessed. Voldemort…Potter…he shook his head, trying to stop himself from shaking. He was supposed to check on the boy since Black is nursing an almost heart failure when he saw Harry Potter lying on the bed. Sirius, along with Remus and the others, is now with Draco who is still recovering from his escapade four hours ago.
But what he found out made him breathless than he ever had in his life. When he entered the room, it only took five seconds before the body on the bed began twitching and screaming. Of course, Severus panicked (but he'll never admit that) and called on someone from the outside. He watched as the healers tried to held the convulsing man, anxiously.
"He's in shock!"
"Give him a depressant…"
"He's just dreaming…"
That was when it all started. He muttered "Legilimens," and entered Potter's mind. It was then that the Potion Master swore not to probe on other's mind, again! He left Potter's room silently and tracked his way back to the where his godson's room is, entering it without asking permission.
"Sev, how is he?" came the blonde's voice, laced with worry and concern. The professor didn't answer and stood quietly, facing the window, which is overseeing the muggle London. "What happened? Answer me, Sev…"
Everyone turned to watch Severus, waiting for him to answer their unasked question. He sighed and answered softly, "he's fine, Draco. He just had a nightmare when I checked. Nothing serious."
Draco frowned at him, not believing his completely. "Care to explain why you're still pale and shaking?"
Snape snorted, "you're too intelligent for your own good," he said and faced the window again. "What were you talking about while I was gone?"
"Harry." Hermione answered as she handed Sirius a headache reliever.
"Draco just told us what he saw before he called us," Ron added, looking pale and shaken. He just had the shock of his life when he found out that his former best friend is his idolized seeker from his supported team. At first, he thought the blonde just said the joke of the century when everyone around him seemed to agree, even Oliver and his boyfriend, Marcus. He demanded to see him at once and when he did, his knees went week and his wife have to carry him. The scene would have been humiliating if not for the situation they were in.
Snape, who didn't have the chance to hear the whole story, raised an eyebrow. "Something I need to hear?" he asked.
Flashback
"Finite Incantatem…" A flash of white light shot out from the wand and the Draco was blinded for a moment. The body lying on the bed withered and the blonde took hold of the seeker's hand, nervous.
In front of him, the shirtless man began glowing. The hair started turning into a darker shade of brown, scars started to show themselves anywhere. But all of them didn't take notice any of it, even the thunder-shape scar on Harry's forehead. They all watched as a long, thin red line made its way through the tones abs to the lower torso. Draco bit down a gasp as he stared at it.
"See here, this," said a dark-haired witch, her hands tracing the scar, "is been dealt by a muggle. Muggle work." She stated, her eyes staring straight to the blonde.
"But…what for?" asked the Slytherin, looking at them expectantly.
All of them started to look at each other, again. "Well, um…you see, Mr. Malfoy…are you related to Mr. Scott?"
Draco was quiet for a moment, realizing that the healers hadn't seen Harry's scar yet and didn't realize that this is Harry Potter on the bed. But he still doesn't know what difference it will make if he was related to him or not. And so, he answered a lie, "yes, I'm related to him. He's my…third-degree…cousin, by marriage." He answered, proud of himself. 'Well, they can't trace that.'
They nodded and the black-haired witch answered his answer, "Alright then, Mr. Malfoy, we still don't know what happened, but to make it easier, he was pregnant," Draco eyes widened, his face paler than usual. The medi-witch didn't know if she should continue or not, but the blonde is still looking at her, wanting to hear more. "And we still don't know if he…kept it or had it aborted."
"What…?" he whispered, not knowing if he heard her correctly. 'That can't be true…right? I mean, why would Harry be pregnant? Is that even allowed? Who's the father? Where's the child? Is he…married? Oh, I'll kill Ron if he lied to me! That Weasel will pay terribly!' "How…how did this happen?"
"Many ways, Mr. Malfoy," answered the brunette, smiling at him softly. "A potion can be concocted, or transfiguration of cells," she sighed dreamily and added, "and when you're soulmates with each other..."
Draco is breathing hard by now, trying to clear his mind. He asked again, stuttering, "Can…can you know more? Like…when did it happened, or how far is he if he…aborted the…baby or…if he aborted the baby…?"
"Certainly." Answered on of them and flicked her wand and said an incantation. Blue light appeared and formed some Arabic-Chinese letter appeared. All of the healers gathered around her and nodded their affirmation as one of them whispered something.
Draco turned to watch the Gryffindor in front of him. He brushed the fringe of hair off his closed eyelids and placed his hands on his cheeks. 'Harry…why'd you do it? Why didn't you tell me?' His eyes stung from holding back his tears. He promised himself he won't cry. He cried so much in the past to fill in a dam.
"Mr. Malfoy," the said man turned to looked at them inquiringly. "We think Mr. Scott was pregnant like 3-4 years ago, he's pregnant when we're at…war."
The slytherin sat there, frozen. "What…?" he whispered again. He can't believe this. 'Oh, Merlin…and we left him fight that scum? What happened? Did he run away because of that? Because he thought we didn't care enough to know that he's pregnant and let him fight Voldemort?'
"He," cut off one of the nurse, "aborted the child, Mr. Malfoy."
Draco's breath hitched, he's body now trembling. "What?" he, again, whispered. "No…he didn't…he couldn't do that…how could he do that?" he turned to stare at Harry's sleeping face, "He's not…capable of murder…of…our child…is he?" he whispered quietly.
The healers fidgeted when they heard the man, not knowing if they should continue. But the black-haired witch took a deep breath and said, "the child was dead when he aborted it," she paused to make sure she got his attention, "here, see that scar?" she pointed at the fading blemish on the stomach, "he stabbed it, before he had it aborted…"
End of Flashback
"And I ran out, as soon as those words came out of her mouth. I couldn't handle it, Sev. How could he? It's our child! My child!"
"What do you think made him pregnant?" Hermione asked.
"Potter's knowledge for potion is pathetic as it is. And surely he didn't know anything about transfiguration." Severus answered, still debating whether to tell the blonde about what he witnessed.
"Hey! That's not true! Harry's transfiguration is as good as his Defense against Dark Arts!" cried Ron, defending his now found best friend.
"I know," added the only woman in the room, "I knew from the start that Draco and Harry are soul mates from the start…" she stated, looking thoughtful.
"What? How?" asked Ron.
"Through a spell of course!" she answered as a matter-of-fact.
"Did you…try it with us?" Ron asked, blushing furiously despite the situation.
"Of course I did! I did it to Sirius and Remus too." The two men stared at her and she smiled, "relax…you two were meant for each other."
"Well, are we?" asked Ron.
Hermione stared at him for a moment and smiled. "Yes, Ron. We are." She answered and turned to the blonde. But before she started, she turned back to Snape who's still facing the window. "And Sev also found his." She informed the room. Everyone smiled at this, even Draco. They knew how lonely Severus was and they've been setting him up with some various women and men, but he just blew them off. That's why they're grateful for Alex. "Draco, Harry must have some good enough reason why he did it. He won't do it on purpose, you know. He loves children and he loves you so…"
"But he did! He could have just told me about it and I could have helped him! But no! He have to leave, didn't he?! He left! Without so much of a word and now! Now, he was pregnant with my child!! Damn it! I can't believe him!"
"Draco! Listen to me! We also want to help him! But its his decision that he left, alright? There's nothing we can do about it…there's got to be a good reason for this, believe me there is." Hermione said.
"Draco. Have faith on Harry, he's not like that…he couldn't kill a child, an infant just like that, besides, its his child too…" Remus offered.
"I hate him." Stated Draco and turned to lie back down. He covered his face with pillow and stayed silent.
"Let him explain first. Don't go jumping into conclusion. He may have a good reason, Draco." Ron added.
"Like what?!" growled Draco.
"Like Voldemort." Answered Snape.
To Be Continued…
A/N: Hello ya'all! Hope you like this, (I know it's crap, held up a hand it's crap) I had a hard time doing this, I mean...I don't know how to make a fighting scene, so forgive me. Thank you for those who reviewed! I love them! Sunny-smiles, hello, I had a blast on my vacation, thank you. :) I hope I didn't keep you guys waiting. I updated as soon as I can.
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