A/N: This is where things start getting to rated R. It is rated R for language, violence, abuse, and other stuff like that. Also, there is yet another new character (or two!) and I know I have alot already, but it is a very big part of many things later on!
Chapter3: Enemy's Suprises
Draco woke up two days later late in the morning. The time he awoke, the sunlight was pouring through his window. He climbed out of bed, and rushed downstairs. Harry was sitting in the livingroom reading the book Draco had been unable to read by James Potter. He was all alone in the livingroom caught up in the begining of the book. "Ahem." Draco said making his presence known. Harry looked up. His face was blank. As usual, it was impossible to tell how he was feeling. Cautiously, Draco sat down next to his nemises.
"Sarah is at a friend's house. My dad, Aunt Petunia, and Snape went to some meeting with Dumbldore. The house elves are in the kitchen preparing a feast for tonight." Harry told him.
"Okay." Draco said. "I needed to know this why?"
Harry shrugged and went back to the book.
"You can read that?" Draco asked.
"Not while it's written in Chalant." Harry replied. "But you can translate it into English with a spell."
Harry showed Draco the book. It was indeed written in English. Harry then showed Draco the cover. The Bad Side of Fate, by James Potter. Harry reopened it to the first page, and handed it to Draco.
"Read it." Harry instructed. "Tell me what you notice."
Chapter 1 : Meet Your Enemy
Henry Jacob Parker was sitting in the small, Muggle cafe with a cup of coffee and a thick book. It was a day far too cold for July. The sky was a dull gray, and it was noon. There were few others in the cafe, and only one was a real Muggle. Henry made a mental note of it as he continued reading. He knew the others. The two men in a booth near his were the headmaster of his school, Albert Daniels, and a professor, Salem Strickland. The waitress was his ex best friend, Hera Grace. The group on the other end of the cafe consisted of a few witches and wizards Henry had only seen around in Diagon Alley. The only person in the small building he actually had some sort of relationship with was his arch nemises, Dakota Mason. And that was a relationship consisted of fights and trashing eachother.
Henry pretended to read his book as he kept a close eye on the Muggle. He would have to wait for him to leave.
Henry was forced to endure another long five minutes of listening to Daniels and Strickland arguing over a couple of things in the news and on the topic of Lord Vraptor. Finaly, the Muggle left, and in his place, a girl his age walked in, her eyes focused on him. His green eyes also lingered over her. They knew eachother, though had never been introduced.
"Phoebe." Henry whispered.
Phoebe walked over to his booth, and sat in front of him. "Henry." she said in her usual mysterious, low voice. "So you came."
"Of course." Henry said quietly. "We do, afterall, need to discuss buissness."
Phoebe smiled her wicked smile. "Did you realy come for buissness, brother. Or did you come to fight me?"
"I wasn't sure." Henry admitted. He realised Daniels and Strickland had stopped talking. No doubt they were listening in.
"Well..." Phoebe said, "figure it out soon."
"Oh I plan to."
A second later, both Henry and Phoebe had jumped up and had pulled out their wands. All eyes were on them.
"Henry, " Daniels said, "you're not allowed to do magic outside of school."
"Then
somebody stop me!" Henry said. "Cause this bitch is going
down!"
Draco looked up from the book. That scene seemed
only too familiar. It was back at the begining of July. He had
witnessed it.
"Your dad knew." Draco said.
"But this book is finished." Harry said. "He could not have possibly put in two months into seven hundred and eighty nine pages. You'd have too much left over. Besides, chapter three is what is happening now. I can't undo any other part of the book. It will gradually become all English as this stuff happens."
"I have a feeling your dad is up to something." Draco said.
"So do I." Harry admitted. "I only wish I could figure out what happens next."
"Only one way to find out. " Draco said. "We have to live it."
Both boys seemed to realise they were actually in a decent conversation. They weren't friendly, but were at least civil.
"Well..." Harry said. "I think I know where this is going."
"What?" Draco asked. "We gonna be friends now?"
"I dont realy care." Harry said. "But I do want us to continue this civilised thing. I dont want us to hate eachother. When the time comes-the war comes-I want you on my side."
"I will be." Draco assured him. "Don't worry."
"I dont. Not anymore."
That was probably the last thing on earth Draco Malfoy expected to come out of Harry Potter's mouth. He didn't care. Not anymore. What did that mean?
"Harry..." Draco said.
"I have trained myself not to feel any emotions." Harry told him. "They only get in your way. They stop you. That's weakness. I don't want to be weak... I can't be weak. I can't care. I learned how to control other things long ago..."
"Why?"
Harry looked into Draco's eyes and Draco saw what Harry was so desparatly trying to hide. Pain.
"What happened to you?" Draco asked.
Harry slowly looked away. He was battling emotions. Anger vs pain. It all confused him and only seemed to make him feel worse. Then he launched into a story. A painful memory. And Draco listened intently.
"It began when I was fourteen. It began with my uncle. He lost his temper before, but had gone no further than yelling. Finaly, he resorted to...to. Well, he...he beat me."
"He what?" Draco shreiked.
"He beat me. Right in front of my cousin and Aunt Petunia and her friend. After he did that, he knew my aunt's friend would tell. He killed her. He burned the body and the evidence.
"Weeks later, I was still getting over the first time. He did it again, this time a whole lot worse. He was angry with me and this world. After beating me he tried to strangle my aunt and he...he tried to kill me. He accidentaly killed my cousin Dudley. He committed suicide early July. That day..."
Draco gaped at Harry who was breathing heavily. He was fighting away tears. Draco didn't blame him. He would probably have been crying at the begining of such a story.
"Oh my God." Draco whispered. "That's worse than my story. And I thought that was bad."
"What?" Harry asked trying to keep a steady voice.
"My parents disowned me. I was distraught over it. My dad only hurt me once. The Cruciatus Curse. Only once. It was the summer before fith year. Before he went to jail. He got mad when I told him I didn't want to be a Death Eater. Probably would have done it more if he hadn't been put in Azkaban."
"Oh my God!" Harry said just like Draco. He put his arms around his used-to-be enemy to comfort the both of them. Draco returned the favor and they sat like that for a minute before pulling apart.
"I lied." Draco admitted. "It was more than once. My mum did a good job with me herself..."
Draco would have gone on if Harry hadn't pressed his lips to his. Draco was caught by suprise, but was not as repulssed as he wished he was. Instead, he kissed him back. Draco had no idea how much time flew by, but the next thing he knew, he heard a few screams, and Harry had pulled away. James, Petunia, Severus, and Dumbldore were all standing in the doorway. Both Petunia and Severus seemed shocked yet repulssed. Dumbldore seemed far too...serious. Yet James had a smile on his face.
"Dad..." Harry said fearfully.
"Don't worry, son." James said. "I don't care if you're gay. Or bi. Whichever. So long as your happy, it's all okay. If your not, I'll only feel sorry for you."
Harry looked releived. Draco just stared at his godfather. The reaction was understandable, he just wished they'd all stop staring.
"We should give the couple their space." Dumbldore said. He led everyone out of the room. Harry looked away very embarrassed, but Draco turned him around and kissed him.
"It was my turn." Draco said when they pulled apart.
It would probably have gone farther if what happened next hadn't stolen their attention.
There was a loud scream and a loud BANG and Sarah ran into the room.
"When did you get back?" Harry asked.
Sarah ignored the question and said, "Get in the kitchen! NOW!"
Harry and Draco ran into the kitchen after Sarah. James, Petunia, Severus, and Dumbldore all stood in one corner. On the opposite side of them, they saw that the wall had a huge hole in the wall and a girl with light brown hair and all too familiar black eyes and very evil, dark look about her. James, Petunia, and Dumbldore looked shocked and a bit alert. Severus, however, looked shocked and horribly pale. James, Dumbldore, Harry, Draco, and Sarah all pulled out their wands.
"Who are you?"
"Who sent you?"
"Where did you come from?"
The girl wore an all too amused look on her face. Those haunting black eyes wandered over to where Severus stood. "Daddy?"
Severus sighed. "Erica..."
Everyone looked between Severus and Erica shocked.
Erica began answering their questions. "I am Erica. No one sent me. I am from Rome...And that is my father, Severus Snape." She pointed to Severus who was avoiding eye contact with everyone. "Daddy...I haven't seen you since I was-what-four? Three? Two, even?" The amusement was gone and replaced by anger and seriousness. "Wher've you been? Here? I've been stuck in an orphanage because my mother is dead, and you didn't want to keep me."
"I refuse to talk about this." Severus muttered and he swept from the room.
Erica shook her head. "Tsk tsk, always running away from his preoblems. I just so happen to be one of them, unfortunatly."
"You're his kid?" Draco asked.
Harry looked repulsed. "Who's sleep with that?"
Erica shrugged. "Daddy never gave me my mother's name. Only told me she was dead."
"Where do you go to school?" Dumbldore asked.
"I'm nineteen." Erica said. "I'm out of school. But I used to be home schooled by the orphanage."
That was followed by a silence. Everyone had no more questions to ask or things to say. Finaly, James stepped up and asked, "Would you like to come with me to talk to him? We need to arrange some things like where you're going to stay."
Erica agreed and followed James out. Draco (wishing to avoid the situation with Harry) followed Petunia and Dumbldore outside. Harry and Sarah decided to get to buissness with their very evil siblings...For Harry and Paige were not the only set of twins James and Lily Potter had had. There was also Sarah and David Potter. David, unfortunatly, had followed Paige to Lord Voldemort and had become a follower. This was a secret between Harry and Sarah that no one else knew. And they planned to keep it a secret until there was no other choice. Harry and Sarah walked upstairs to Harry's room to discuss private buissness. They put a Silencing Charm on the room so they could not be overheard.
Meanwhile, somewhere not to far away, but invisible to everyone's eyes, there were other important matters involving Potter silblings. But these issues had to do with Harry and Sarah. Paige and David were discussing it with Narcissa Malfoy.
"We must work on a plan." Narcissa said.
"No duh!" Paige snapped. "The problem is what."
"We need Harry and Sarah on our side..." David said, "and I may know how to do just that."
"What?" Narcissa and Paige said in unsion.
David smiled. "Why, Narcissa, we use your son."
"I have no son!" Narcissa mumbled.
"You have not Seen what I have." David said still smiling. "I of course am a much better Seer than Trelawny, and have seen that Draco malfoy has...close ties with my dear brother. And I do mean close! If we get him to our side, he'll definetly persuade Harry who will drag Sarah."
"What if he can't drag Sarah?"
David laughed evily. "Sarah Potter is no match for us if we have Harry. I have forseen his power. It is the greatest there is."
"Dumbldore?"
David laughed yet again. "We will not need to worry about Albus Dumbldore. Harry Potter is still stronger than him...he just needs to find power."
"WAIT!" Narcissa shreiked disruppting Paige and David's conversation. "How do we get Draco?"
"We just need help from someone inside Hogwarts." Paige said, Davis loking mad that she did not let him say so. "In Slytherin. She will surely brainwash Draco...I'm sure of it!"
"You'd better be." Narcissa mumbled.
"Oh we are." David said.
"You had all better be prepared!" said a cold, dark voice from behind them. Narcissa, Paige, and David turned to see Lord Voldemort in long black robes and a black cloak. His skin was white as paper, and his eyes were bright red...glowing.
Narcissa, Paige, and David fell to their knees and bowed deeply.
"Yes, master." they all said.
Voldemort smiled wickedly.
He was definetly stronger than ever before.
End of Chapter 3
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Next - Chapter 4 : Dark Days
It is back to Hogwarts and things do not go well. Harry and Draco are avoiding eachother and Erica moves in with Severus at school. Who is the new DADA teacher, and what's up with Dumbldore? Besides, what is Lord Voldemort up to?
