Disclaimer: You kiddin right? Though I am happy to say that I own Harriet
and Aurelius!
Warning: There will be SLASH! Also this is AU, has cute chibi OC's and maybe some OOC since well, this is my world!
Abstulo- Chapter 2
By Tol Morwen
Getting Harry out was harder than Ron and Hermione thought. The mediwitches wouldn't let him go, but when Ron brought up the idea of chaos once they left, they quickly let him go. They apparated out and into Hogwarts where the teachers were waiting for him. Once Harry appeared, they began to cheer and applaud. Soon Harry began to feel uneasy and Ron noticed. "Hey guys!" Ron yelled with a hint of amusement. "C'mon he's tired!"
Harry was still in shock. He couldn't remember what had happened on that fateful day but he knew it caused him and his friends a lot of pain- emotional and physical. He now had to deal with six years of his life lost. But the worst thing was the feelings of guilt and pain he felt. He had led everyone in his team, save for Tonks and Ron, to their deaths just because he thought he could handle it. But that was in the past, and although he couldn't forget what had happened, he tried to concentrate on the present.
The teachers were embarrassed, except for Severus who was conveniently missing. Harry looked around and saw the new teachers along with the old. "Where's Dumbledore and Minerva?"
The room became silent and Hermione found herself speaking. "Harry," she began gently. "They both retired to the States." Harry grew silent but they all knew that he was disappointed that everyone couldn't be here to greet him back.
"Oi Harry! Get yer'self down on this chair!" Hagrid cheered joyfully. A few chuckles emerged, even from Harry himself. When he sat down, Harry found that he had so many questions that needed to be answered. But they were to be answered after he had eaten the chocolate frog Ron passed to him.
'This is heaven,' Harry thought in his head as he savored each bite. When he finished, he licked his fingers clean and asked, "Who replaced them?" Hagrid opened his mouth to speak but someone cut him off.
"I replaced Dumbledore, Mr. Potter," Severus coolly said. Harry bit back a nasty reply and tried to keep his dignity, but soon found it hard to.
"Did you kill him during the war?" Harry found himself saying. "After I fell." Hermione answered for him by smacking Harry upside the head. "Hermione!" he screamed outraged.
"Harry don't say that!" she said angry. "The war cost us a lot." She closed her eyes, "Some more than anyone else." Everyone grew uneasy and silent. They all knew who she was talking about, but they couldn't say his name. Even though they knew that he had found a new life, they felt uneasy about what had happened to him.
Harry was ashamed. He thought that she was talking about him and he felt even worse. 'They must have been devastated and I'm too unemotional about this,' he thought in his mind. All of them stood quiet and still, with their head bowed down.
"I'm the new Transfigurations teacher," Hermione said proudly.
Harry smiled. "Really?"
"Yup!"
Harry glanced over to Ron who chuckled out, "I work in the Ministry but my more important job is-"
"Daddy!" they all heard and Harry's head shot up. He could see a little girl with flaming, red hair, no older than four, come running up to Ron with her arms outstretched. Ron, seeing her, pulled her up into a tight embrace. "Daddy," the little girl murmured against her father's broad chest as her father breathed in deeply his daughter's juniper-like scent. By now the teachers, save for Hagrid and Hermione, had left seeing that it was a personal reunion now.
Harry was shocked, and his shock grew even more when Pansy Parkinson came in with a worried look on her face. She sighed in relief when she spotted the little girl in Ron's arms, but quickly had an angry look. "Harriet!" Pansy gritted out. "What did I tell you about running off?"
"Looks like mommy is angry," Ron whispered to his daughter who in turn giggled. He put her down gently on the floor and when his wife came towards them, he whispered conspiratorially to his daughter. "We know what to do." His reply was quickly followed up by Harriet's fervent nodding.
When Pansy was close to them, Ron and Harriet shot out like caged cougars and began to tickle her. "No! No!" Pansy laughed out as she tried to fight them off to no avail. They continued like this for a few moments until Ron clutched his wife and gave her a kiss gently on her lips. As customary, Harriet let out her favorite squeal. "Ewwwwww."
The others chuckled and giggled throughout the "show". Ron posed his family towards Harry and said, "Harry this is my wife, Pansy, who you already know, but you don't know this little girl here." He patted Harriet's shoulder a few times before continuing, "This is Harriet, our daughter."
Harry mouthed Harriet to Ron which he nodded back. "Thank you."
"It's no problem," Pansy said. "I know how close you all were."
"Yes and we can vouch for that."
Harry craned his head and saw Albus and Minerva standing in the doorway. "My dear boy, aren't you going to greet us? It was terribly horrid, the flight here," Albus said. Harry stood and embraced them both.
"I'm glad to see you both," Harry whispered.
"Yes, we're glad too," Minerva replied.
"I have a question though," Harry said to Albus. "If I didn't do it, all those years before, why is Voldemort dead?"
Several people winced inwardly at the Dark Lord's name. "Harry-" Minerva began but was cut off.
"No. I'll do it," Albus wearily said. He looked at Harry in the eye and answered with courage, "Voldemort isn't dead, Harry. He's living with Draco in London." Before Albus knew what was happening, he found himself pushed away from the door. An irate Harry found himself apparating to London to kill the evil being that helped destroy his life and to find answers from his former rival.
~*~
"Did you manage to tell Draco?" Pansy asked Severus. She was hysterical. One of the most powerful wizards in the world was trying to find her friend and his family, and kill them both.
Severus remained quiet but fear was evident in his eyes. "I couldn't," he replied with defeat. "I could only manage to get Albus and Minerva. I don't know where that blasted boy is!"
"What could be more important than Harry waking up?" Ron cried.
~*~
"Mr. Malfoy, Aurelius is doing very well in school," Ms. Bridget said politely to the young man sitting before her. She was dressed in a flowered skirt with a blue blouse to appear professional to the parents.
"Please, Draco," he corrected.
"Of course." With a smile on her face, she began to talk about how Aurelius was doing and how he always tried his hardest in everything. "However, kindergarteners are usually more social. Your son is the very opposite though."
"I was afraid of this," Draco replied. For weeks he had been dreading this conference. He knew that his son was a good student and all, but he just never seemed to make many friends. 'But this is the Muggle world,' Draco thought. Often at night, he would wonder whether to tell Aurelius about magic and move them both back to the Wizard world, or just stay here.
He wanted his son to not know about magic until his letter from Hogwarts arrived; it would be like how Harry was informed of it. But Aurelius wasn't happy here without many friends. 'Maybe, I'll just take him to visit Hogwarts; see if he's happier there.'
"Draco!" the teacher yelled.
Draco was shaken out of his musings. "I'm very sorry."
"No it's fine." Ms. Bridget looked at the clock on the wall and on her clipboard. "I'm sorry but the next parents are going to be coming soon and..."
Draco held up his hand. "No it's fine." He grabbed his coat that was sitting on the back of his chair and began to leave when she stopped him.
She looked sheepish and she blushed every other second. "I'm sorry to pry on your private life but, we have these drawing sessions." She looked at Draco before she continued. "Aurelius would sometimes draw these creatures like a phoenix, a giant snake, or a unicorn. Often he'd draw you and himself. Does he have a mother?"
Draco looked at the floor and tried to play a half-mourning widower. "No she... she died," Draco lied. "Now my son will never know her." At least he wasn't lying with that. The teacher looked embarrassed. She mumbled a quick apology and Draco left.
He found Aurelius sitting on one of the sofas lying about. When he saw his father, he jumped up and came to greet him. "Did I do well?" he asked solemnly as he stared at his shoes. His little hands were inside his jeans pockets, just like his dad. When his father didn't answer, he looked up and found him smiling.
"Yeah you did," Draco answered. "Let's go out for ice cream."
~*~
Harry walked down the street, trying to find something that could show him where he was. In his hand was a piece of paper that was roughly torn off the phone book. It had Draco's address under 'Malfoy'. After an hour of searching he decided to go into a local bookstore and try to ask for directions.
The bookstore was quaint and not too large. Several people were browsing to through the selection and a few others were waiting in line to buy their books from the old man sitting behind the desk. He waited in line for a few minutes before his turn was up. "Can I help you?" the man said suspiciously when he noticed that Harry had nothing to buy.
Harry fidgeted before he took the crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket. He smoothed it out and showed the address to the clerk. "I'm looking for my friend but I'm new here," Harry said sheepishly.
The clerk adjusted his glasses and looked at the address closely. "Draco?" the man asked shocked. "I know him. Good kid."
"You know him?" the wizard asked feeling glad that there was no one behind him. He also felt a little surprised that Draco Malfoy could come here and buy something from Muggles.
"Yup," the man said oblivious. "Comes here with his kid every once in a while."
If Harry hadn't been so sick of being unconscious he would have fainted.
~*~
Draco tried to juggle holding his ice cream cone and fiddling with his keys. After dropping his keys for the fifth time, he relinquished his cone to Aurelius who greedily took it. He unlocked the door and opened it. The apartment was dark and had an eerie feeling to it. Normally he would have let his son step inside first but something stopped didn't feel right. When Aurelius stepped forward to go in, Draco's hand shot out and gripped his son's shoulders hard. Draco forced him to go behind him.
Out of the corner of his eye, Draco saw something move slightly. An ordinary muggle wouldn't notice it but he did. Being at war didn't make the ex-wizard lazy. Wishing for his wand and magic back, Draco slowly opened the lights. When they were flickered on, Draco gasped loudly. Cursing himself for his moment of foolishness, he addressed the man whom he thought he would never see again.
"Potter," he sneered like a bad aftertaste in his mouth. Draco's hand gripped his shirt tightly as he forced himself to meet Harry's eyes which, for one reason or another, exuded betrayal and pain.
"How could you betray us all like that?" Harry gritted out, taking no notice of the little boy hiding behind Draco as his anger blinded his reason.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know," Harry whispered with pent-upped rage. "Voldemort!" Draco now knew what Harry would do if he found him and he began to worry. He had to do something and quick before it would be too late.
"Who?" Aurelius asked innocently. In his mind, he had no idea what was going on. There was a strange, slightly menacing man in their home and his father seemed angry yet fearful. Every once in a while, his daddy's eyes would dart towards him and Aurelius felt even more afraid.
Harry glanced at the boy and stopped. He looked at him for the longest time and that seemed to make Aurelius fidget and become even more uncomfortable. Draco saw this and he began to steer Aurelius towards his room. He opened the door and led him in, being careful of the ice cream cone his son still held.
"Daddy-"
"No sweetheart," Draco started, "Eat your ice cream and play with your toys if you finish." Draco's eyes darkened slightly. "Just stay here." He shut the door ignoring the kid's angry yells.
Moments of uncomfortable silence passed between the two. Finally Draco glared at Harry harshly before threatening, "I'll kill you if you hurt him." Finally Harry pieced the clues together. Draco didn't seem to have a wife, yet he had a son and Voldemort was supposed to be living with him.
"Dear God," was what Harry had to say as he remembered the black hair and familiar green eyes of the boy.* "He's... he's..."
"Yes," Draco muttered. "Are you willing to kill him now?" He breathed a sigh of relief when Harry shook his head. For the next few moments they just stared at each other; one staring in disbelief and shock while the other had eyes full of weariness and fatigue.
"I... I want to know everything," Harry answered.
Draco raised an eyebrow after hearing that. "They didn't explain it to you? I'm pretty sure the weasel and the mudblood would have been jumping for joy after hearing you were awake or at least tell you what happened."
"I uhh, I left before they could explain," Harry mumbled with a bright red blush on his face.
Draco smirked. "Here sit down. I need to check on Aurelius and tuck him in," Draco muttered as he saw the clock read 9:30 pm. "I'll explain everything, so don't leave."
TBC
* I don't know what Tom Riddle looked like when he was younger so I decided to make him look familiar to Harry.
** Also if you're slow, Aurelius is Tom Riddle when he was a kid. Why he's like that will be answered in the next chapter.
***Plus thank you to
Kimmy15
NayNymic
Yuyin- sorry for the
falling ice star
dwadwadwa
* i n c o h e r e n t *
Agrona Taranis
Sheree- I would love for that to be but no. Maybe something similar might happen later in the fic though! ~_^
Warning: There will be SLASH! Also this is AU, has cute chibi OC's and maybe some OOC since well, this is my world!
Abstulo- Chapter 2
By Tol Morwen
Getting Harry out was harder than Ron and Hermione thought. The mediwitches wouldn't let him go, but when Ron brought up the idea of chaos once they left, they quickly let him go. They apparated out and into Hogwarts where the teachers were waiting for him. Once Harry appeared, they began to cheer and applaud. Soon Harry began to feel uneasy and Ron noticed. "Hey guys!" Ron yelled with a hint of amusement. "C'mon he's tired!"
Harry was still in shock. He couldn't remember what had happened on that fateful day but he knew it caused him and his friends a lot of pain- emotional and physical. He now had to deal with six years of his life lost. But the worst thing was the feelings of guilt and pain he felt. He had led everyone in his team, save for Tonks and Ron, to their deaths just because he thought he could handle it. But that was in the past, and although he couldn't forget what had happened, he tried to concentrate on the present.
The teachers were embarrassed, except for Severus who was conveniently missing. Harry looked around and saw the new teachers along with the old. "Where's Dumbledore and Minerva?"
The room became silent and Hermione found herself speaking. "Harry," she began gently. "They both retired to the States." Harry grew silent but they all knew that he was disappointed that everyone couldn't be here to greet him back.
"Oi Harry! Get yer'self down on this chair!" Hagrid cheered joyfully. A few chuckles emerged, even from Harry himself. When he sat down, Harry found that he had so many questions that needed to be answered. But they were to be answered after he had eaten the chocolate frog Ron passed to him.
'This is heaven,' Harry thought in his head as he savored each bite. When he finished, he licked his fingers clean and asked, "Who replaced them?" Hagrid opened his mouth to speak but someone cut him off.
"I replaced Dumbledore, Mr. Potter," Severus coolly said. Harry bit back a nasty reply and tried to keep his dignity, but soon found it hard to.
"Did you kill him during the war?" Harry found himself saying. "After I fell." Hermione answered for him by smacking Harry upside the head. "Hermione!" he screamed outraged.
"Harry don't say that!" she said angry. "The war cost us a lot." She closed her eyes, "Some more than anyone else." Everyone grew uneasy and silent. They all knew who she was talking about, but they couldn't say his name. Even though they knew that he had found a new life, they felt uneasy about what had happened to him.
Harry was ashamed. He thought that she was talking about him and he felt even worse. 'They must have been devastated and I'm too unemotional about this,' he thought in his mind. All of them stood quiet and still, with their head bowed down.
"I'm the new Transfigurations teacher," Hermione said proudly.
Harry smiled. "Really?"
"Yup!"
Harry glanced over to Ron who chuckled out, "I work in the Ministry but my more important job is-"
"Daddy!" they all heard and Harry's head shot up. He could see a little girl with flaming, red hair, no older than four, come running up to Ron with her arms outstretched. Ron, seeing her, pulled her up into a tight embrace. "Daddy," the little girl murmured against her father's broad chest as her father breathed in deeply his daughter's juniper-like scent. By now the teachers, save for Hagrid and Hermione, had left seeing that it was a personal reunion now.
Harry was shocked, and his shock grew even more when Pansy Parkinson came in with a worried look on her face. She sighed in relief when she spotted the little girl in Ron's arms, but quickly had an angry look. "Harriet!" Pansy gritted out. "What did I tell you about running off?"
"Looks like mommy is angry," Ron whispered to his daughter who in turn giggled. He put her down gently on the floor and when his wife came towards them, he whispered conspiratorially to his daughter. "We know what to do." His reply was quickly followed up by Harriet's fervent nodding.
When Pansy was close to them, Ron and Harriet shot out like caged cougars and began to tickle her. "No! No!" Pansy laughed out as she tried to fight them off to no avail. They continued like this for a few moments until Ron clutched his wife and gave her a kiss gently on her lips. As customary, Harriet let out her favorite squeal. "Ewwwwww."
The others chuckled and giggled throughout the "show". Ron posed his family towards Harry and said, "Harry this is my wife, Pansy, who you already know, but you don't know this little girl here." He patted Harriet's shoulder a few times before continuing, "This is Harriet, our daughter."
Harry mouthed Harriet to Ron which he nodded back. "Thank you."
"It's no problem," Pansy said. "I know how close you all were."
"Yes and we can vouch for that."
Harry craned his head and saw Albus and Minerva standing in the doorway. "My dear boy, aren't you going to greet us? It was terribly horrid, the flight here," Albus said. Harry stood and embraced them both.
"I'm glad to see you both," Harry whispered.
"Yes, we're glad too," Minerva replied.
"I have a question though," Harry said to Albus. "If I didn't do it, all those years before, why is Voldemort dead?"
Several people winced inwardly at the Dark Lord's name. "Harry-" Minerva began but was cut off.
"No. I'll do it," Albus wearily said. He looked at Harry in the eye and answered with courage, "Voldemort isn't dead, Harry. He's living with Draco in London." Before Albus knew what was happening, he found himself pushed away from the door. An irate Harry found himself apparating to London to kill the evil being that helped destroy his life and to find answers from his former rival.
~*~
"Did you manage to tell Draco?" Pansy asked Severus. She was hysterical. One of the most powerful wizards in the world was trying to find her friend and his family, and kill them both.
Severus remained quiet but fear was evident in his eyes. "I couldn't," he replied with defeat. "I could only manage to get Albus and Minerva. I don't know where that blasted boy is!"
"What could be more important than Harry waking up?" Ron cried.
~*~
"Mr. Malfoy, Aurelius is doing very well in school," Ms. Bridget said politely to the young man sitting before her. She was dressed in a flowered skirt with a blue blouse to appear professional to the parents.
"Please, Draco," he corrected.
"Of course." With a smile on her face, she began to talk about how Aurelius was doing and how he always tried his hardest in everything. "However, kindergarteners are usually more social. Your son is the very opposite though."
"I was afraid of this," Draco replied. For weeks he had been dreading this conference. He knew that his son was a good student and all, but he just never seemed to make many friends. 'But this is the Muggle world,' Draco thought. Often at night, he would wonder whether to tell Aurelius about magic and move them both back to the Wizard world, or just stay here.
He wanted his son to not know about magic until his letter from Hogwarts arrived; it would be like how Harry was informed of it. But Aurelius wasn't happy here without many friends. 'Maybe, I'll just take him to visit Hogwarts; see if he's happier there.'
"Draco!" the teacher yelled.
Draco was shaken out of his musings. "I'm very sorry."
"No it's fine." Ms. Bridget looked at the clock on the wall and on her clipboard. "I'm sorry but the next parents are going to be coming soon and..."
Draco held up his hand. "No it's fine." He grabbed his coat that was sitting on the back of his chair and began to leave when she stopped him.
She looked sheepish and she blushed every other second. "I'm sorry to pry on your private life but, we have these drawing sessions." She looked at Draco before she continued. "Aurelius would sometimes draw these creatures like a phoenix, a giant snake, or a unicorn. Often he'd draw you and himself. Does he have a mother?"
Draco looked at the floor and tried to play a half-mourning widower. "No she... she died," Draco lied. "Now my son will never know her." At least he wasn't lying with that. The teacher looked embarrassed. She mumbled a quick apology and Draco left.
He found Aurelius sitting on one of the sofas lying about. When he saw his father, he jumped up and came to greet him. "Did I do well?" he asked solemnly as he stared at his shoes. His little hands were inside his jeans pockets, just like his dad. When his father didn't answer, he looked up and found him smiling.
"Yeah you did," Draco answered. "Let's go out for ice cream."
~*~
Harry walked down the street, trying to find something that could show him where he was. In his hand was a piece of paper that was roughly torn off the phone book. It had Draco's address under 'Malfoy'. After an hour of searching he decided to go into a local bookstore and try to ask for directions.
The bookstore was quaint and not too large. Several people were browsing to through the selection and a few others were waiting in line to buy their books from the old man sitting behind the desk. He waited in line for a few minutes before his turn was up. "Can I help you?" the man said suspiciously when he noticed that Harry had nothing to buy.
Harry fidgeted before he took the crumpled piece of paper out of his pocket. He smoothed it out and showed the address to the clerk. "I'm looking for my friend but I'm new here," Harry said sheepishly.
The clerk adjusted his glasses and looked at the address closely. "Draco?" the man asked shocked. "I know him. Good kid."
"You know him?" the wizard asked feeling glad that there was no one behind him. He also felt a little surprised that Draco Malfoy could come here and buy something from Muggles.
"Yup," the man said oblivious. "Comes here with his kid every once in a while."
If Harry hadn't been so sick of being unconscious he would have fainted.
~*~
Draco tried to juggle holding his ice cream cone and fiddling with his keys. After dropping his keys for the fifth time, he relinquished his cone to Aurelius who greedily took it. He unlocked the door and opened it. The apartment was dark and had an eerie feeling to it. Normally he would have let his son step inside first but something stopped didn't feel right. When Aurelius stepped forward to go in, Draco's hand shot out and gripped his son's shoulders hard. Draco forced him to go behind him.
Out of the corner of his eye, Draco saw something move slightly. An ordinary muggle wouldn't notice it but he did. Being at war didn't make the ex-wizard lazy. Wishing for his wand and magic back, Draco slowly opened the lights. When they were flickered on, Draco gasped loudly. Cursing himself for his moment of foolishness, he addressed the man whom he thought he would never see again.
"Potter," he sneered like a bad aftertaste in his mouth. Draco's hand gripped his shirt tightly as he forced himself to meet Harry's eyes which, for one reason or another, exuded betrayal and pain.
"How could you betray us all like that?" Harry gritted out, taking no notice of the little boy hiding behind Draco as his anger blinded his reason.
"What are you talking about?"
"You know," Harry whispered with pent-upped rage. "Voldemort!" Draco now knew what Harry would do if he found him and he began to worry. He had to do something and quick before it would be too late.
"Who?" Aurelius asked innocently. In his mind, he had no idea what was going on. There was a strange, slightly menacing man in their home and his father seemed angry yet fearful. Every once in a while, his daddy's eyes would dart towards him and Aurelius felt even more afraid.
Harry glanced at the boy and stopped. He looked at him for the longest time and that seemed to make Aurelius fidget and become even more uncomfortable. Draco saw this and he began to steer Aurelius towards his room. He opened the door and led him in, being careful of the ice cream cone his son still held.
"Daddy-"
"No sweetheart," Draco started, "Eat your ice cream and play with your toys if you finish." Draco's eyes darkened slightly. "Just stay here." He shut the door ignoring the kid's angry yells.
Moments of uncomfortable silence passed between the two. Finally Draco glared at Harry harshly before threatening, "I'll kill you if you hurt him." Finally Harry pieced the clues together. Draco didn't seem to have a wife, yet he had a son and Voldemort was supposed to be living with him.
"Dear God," was what Harry had to say as he remembered the black hair and familiar green eyes of the boy.* "He's... he's..."
"Yes," Draco muttered. "Are you willing to kill him now?" He breathed a sigh of relief when Harry shook his head. For the next few moments they just stared at each other; one staring in disbelief and shock while the other had eyes full of weariness and fatigue.
"I... I want to know everything," Harry answered.
Draco raised an eyebrow after hearing that. "They didn't explain it to you? I'm pretty sure the weasel and the mudblood would have been jumping for joy after hearing you were awake or at least tell you what happened."
"I uhh, I left before they could explain," Harry mumbled with a bright red blush on his face.
Draco smirked. "Here sit down. I need to check on Aurelius and tuck him in," Draco muttered as he saw the clock read 9:30 pm. "I'll explain everything, so don't leave."
TBC
* I don't know what Tom Riddle looked like when he was younger so I decided to make him look familiar to Harry.
** Also if you're slow, Aurelius is Tom Riddle when he was a kid. Why he's like that will be answered in the next chapter.
***Plus thank you to
Kimmy15
NayNymic
Yuyin- sorry for the
falling ice star
dwadwadwa
* i n c o h e r e n t *
Agrona Taranis
Sheree- I would love for that to be but no. Maybe something similar might happen later in the fic though! ~_^