Probably the most monstrosotous chapter ever. But expect similiar lengths (i hope) for a little while, cuz it's fookin' summer!
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"I'm Harry…I'm your son."
Lily stood, shocked, in her place, the coffee mug she'd been drying slid from her grasp and shattered on the floor. It evaporated and reappeared, whole again, on the table in the kitchen but this went unnoticed.
"My-my baby Harry?" he nodded to her. "I can't believe it, wh-look how you've grown," she burst into tears at that instant and threw her arms around her son, pulling him into one of the most incredible hugs he'd ever received. Lily wept into her son's shoulder and nearly collapsed. By this time James had come to see what was happening. He saw his wife holding a younger version of himself with green eyes and weeping. He saw the eyes and recognized them, they were Harry's. Just like his mother's but…different, a gorgeous sparkle of some hidden wonder shone in those emerald eyes and James just knew this was his baby.
His sixteen-year-old baby but that's beside the point.
James just gaped and stepped forward, he ran a hand over Harry's frock of black hair that, just as his own had, stuck in all directions no matter how wet or gelled it was.
"Harry," he breathed out and wrapped his arms around the boy and his mother.
Draco took this opportunity to slid into the background and he made to leave all together, Harry should share time with his parents. As he was crossing over the quant footbridge running over a bubbling creek in front of the Potter cottage Harry's parents let go a little and allowed their son to breath again.
"I'm so glad to see you both," Harry smiled, he was crying himself, having waited sixteen years to see them. He felt a deep ache reappear and he knew Draco was moving away. He turned his head, "Wait, Draco, don't go."
"I really ought to, you and your parents need time, along," Draco graciously insisted.
"No, I- I really want you to meet them and for them to meet you," Harry said, he held out his hand for Draco's. The blonde accepted and Lily, still sniffling with joy led them into the sitting room.
"Harry, are you okay? Sirius told us how he'd been sent to Azkaban and you were raised by Petunia in a god-awful way," James said, "I'm so sorry, I wish we could have been there to see you grow up, I'm so, so sorry," James said, holding back a tear.
"No, it's not your fault dad, it's Pettigrew and Voldemort who are to blame. But don't worry, when Draco and I get back we'll be able to win the war," Harry insisted proudly.
Lily looked worried, "I want you to be safe Harry, I love seeing you so much, don't doubt that for a second," she took a ragged breath, "but once you leave I don't want to see you for a very long time."
Harry chuckled as did James, "Harry, Sirius was able to get back right?"
"He's all right, living at Grimuald Place right now after Draco helped him escape from the Ministry dungeons this summer."
James turned to the blonde, "you helped Sirius escape?"
"Yes sir, I was being detained for questioning about my father and the Dark Lord, he was in the cell across from me," Draco answered.
"Please, call me James," the man smiled, he refrained from asking about the relationship between the two. Lily did as well, all she wanted to know what how her baby had been.
"Sirius told us he met you in third year, and you helped him escape Dementors," James said proudly.
"Yeah, my friend Hermione Granger and I used a time-turner to save him. Ron had to be kept away because of his broken leg when we went through the Whomping Willow to the Shrieking Shack in pursuit of Sirius."
"He mentioned, what else have you been doing?"
Harry recounted the Triwizard Tournament, even telling them about fighting Voldemort.
"I remember, we were suddenly pulled out of nice day near the Winterland Mountains. Then we saw you, oh, you're such a handsome young man," Lily said, remembering the event.
Harry blushed and went on to tell them about his battles with Voldemort in first and second year. James was grinning from ear to ear when Harry talked about the Marauders Map and how much it had helped him, and the cloak.
"You're an incredible boy, Harry," James admitted, "I'm sorr-"
"Dad, it's fine, I forgive you for not being there, it wasn't your fault," Harry smiled at them, simply glad to know they loved him. Draco shifted his wings a little and smiled at Lily when she glanced his way.
James ruffled Harry's hair and felt a swell of pride, the boy was just like he was.
"What happened to get you here?"
There was a silence.
"I got us killed Mrs. Potter, Harry and I are a Match-" Draco said.
"A what?"
"Persons who have souls that used to be one, two halves of a whole," Lily explained shortly, curious about what the boy had to say.
"You see, I was scared of being betrayed, Harry and I have only really been on civil speaking terms since July or so. That was when I was living at the Weasely house after being released from the Ministry (Lucius was deemed too dangerous). Since I was scared I tried to refuse the bond," Lily tsked and shook her head here, "which caused an overload of dead magic and got us taken here, bodies and all."
"You seem like a smart boy Mr. Malfoy, do you know how serious a situation you're in?" Lily asked, a maternal hint in her voice.
"Yes Mrs. Potter, of course I do. We have to return soon, if were officially buried or given a funeral, the sealing magic would keep us from returning. Or at least it would be incredibly hard."
Lily nodded, "We'll have to get you to the Gateway by, oh, tomorrow at the latest," she sounded sorrowful at having to give up her son again so soon, but she knew he had an incredible fate and holding him back would be selfish.
"Where is the Gateway?"
"At the headwaters of the river that runs through the Afterlife, taking souls to different areas and levels of…death," James answered.
A loud knocking made them all look at the door for a second. Lily answered it and returned with Magnesius, he was smiling a little and had a parchment piece in his hand. Lily flexed her wings as she sat down, she motioned to an armchair near her.
"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Potter," he seated himself gracefully.
"Good evening Mr. Malfoy," James nodded to him.
"I've just come to tell the boys about the person who had their soul, before it was separated," he explained, refraining from meeting Lily's trained eyes.
"Who?"
Draco asked, curious.
:At Hogwarts:
"I don't want a funeral, not yet," Blaise shook his head, sighing heavily for the umpteenth time that hour.
He was seated with Pansy, Ron, Adrian, Srene, Snape, McGonaggle and Dumbledore in the office. They were discussing what was to happen and even Snape seemed resigned to burying his godson.
"Why ever not?" McGonaggle asked, the Italian was so difficult sometimes, and in such a stressful, sorrowful situation he seemed even more so.
"I don't think he's really dead, I-I was raised with him and I can feel his presence, like another part of me. That feeling isn't gone," Blaise said, looking at his hands in his lap.
"Are you sure it isn't just nausea?" McGonaggle asked, resting her head in her hands.
Blaise's head snapped up, "I know it's weird but he's my life long friend, I've seen him at his happiest and his saddest, I know Draco and Draco isn't dead."
Snape took this chance to search his soul for a hint of the Malfoy's continued existence. He wanted it so much but he thought it couldn't possibly be, even if they had survived the collapse and fall ((which no one thought they had)) the dead magic that was present in the destruction told them there had, in fact, been death present.
"We must do something, the Ministry is coming to investigate and clean up, parents are sending letters by the dozens, so is the media. What shall we tell them Mr. Zabini? It has been four days, there's twelve tonnes of destroyed stone and enough dead magic to kill Voldemort himself but we're waiting because you had a feeling?" Dumbledore gazed at him, exhausted, the words were harsh but had to be said. The boy was being impossible.
Blaise adopted a firm, pureblood mask and looked down his straight nose at the headmaster, "Draco Malfoy is not dead yet, he's alive, where ever he is."
"We may announce about Harry then? Or do you have a feeling about him too?" Dumbledore asked, a little sniddly.
Blaise narrowed his dark eyes but said nothing.
"So what do we say?" Adrian asked. He knew what Blaise felt was true, the blonde Slytherin had always had a strong aura, one that filled the room and a heart. It still echoed in his own mind.
"Tell them the truth. The Astronomy Tower collapsed at twelve twenty in the morning on twenty four September. For some reason Harry was there and was caught in the collapse, since there's dead magic he is assumed dead," Srene answered, pulling himself off the couch to pace a little.
"It will not be well received," Dumbledore said.
"What do you expect we say then?" Srene whirled around at him, all the dead magic in the air made him nervous and snarky. "We could say there was a bit of an accident but everyone's all right?" he put on a fake voice, "what about when the boy is needed to end the war? What then? 'Oh, remember the tower collapse a few months back?- well Harry was killed then, oops, let's all go fight for no reason because the only who could have saved us got crushed!' " Srene snarled.
Dumbledore stood and gave a great sigh, "enough Kristopher, sit down."
Srene did and felt Adrian take his hand.
"Let us go to bed and continue this tomorrow," the Headmaster made them all leave.
Blaise, Ron and Pansy wandered the hall. "Ron?"
"Yeah?"
"Draco was planning a party for the end of September, as a sort of way to sneak a public event with Harry in before Halloween. It got delayed a little but Pansy and I are still holding it, sort of a hoorah for the Prince. Would you like to come?"
Ron mulled it over and nodded, a party may help his bleeding wounds a little. Pansy gave him a smile and kissed his cheek, "I'm going to talk to a girl about a door-guard charm," she gave Blaise a kiss too and headed off.
"It's hard to believe that you and Pansy are still planning a party," Ron said.
"It keeps our mind off all the drama," Blaise answered, he wove his hand into Ron's and they walked deeper in the castle. Eventually they reached Slytherin and Blaise invited his beau in. They walked through the Common Room without fuss, the house was too distraught too notice.
Blaise led him into the boy's dorm and Ron noticed it was larger than the Gryffindor ones. Their beds were Queen sized with satin pillows and gauzy hangings and there was a fireplace in the room with a pretty painting hanging overhead.
"This is gorgeous," Ron said, turning slowly in a circle.
"A perk of living with Draco, if he has to share a dorm, it has to be better than everyone else," Blaise smiled and they walked to his bed. He layed down with his legs hanging over the side. Ron crawled on his stomach so his head was next to Blaise's. He kissed the Italian's lips.
Blaise immediately seemed alive again and rolled Ron onto his back, straddling the fire head in the process. He pressed his lips hard against Ron's, sliding his tongue into the opposing space, his eyelids flickering shut, how he adored the taste of his boyfriend. He felt Ron push his cloak off and strip him of his sweater and tie. Blaise always like to play so his removed the red and gold tie with his teeth, feeling Ron squirm with anticipation. It was a long moment before he fully took it off and then undid the buttons of Ron's shirt with his tongue.
"Let's see if you're a natural red-head," Blaise obviously knew it was true but it was a great way to get into someone's pants. Which is exactly what he did to Ron.
:Back in the Afterlife:
"His name was Stanton Belle, a man from Glastony, France. He became a vampire some four hundred years ago and is now viewed as one of the most powerful ancients in the world. It's incredible that his soul didn't choose someone sooner than you two. Normally a soul would find new bodies almost immediately," Magnesius said, he showed them a sketch of the man. He was gorgeous, with white hair and olive skin, his eyes were almost cut from sapphire they were so blue.
"How did we become so powerful then?"
Magnesius here paused, "Stanton, unwilling to give up his powers as a wizard created a staff, called the Hand of the Gods. It channels magic through six rare, precious stones. Stanton created this when he still had his soul, before he gave it up. The initial magic the staff gave him was unbelievable, so he had one of the most powerful magic cores a person or creature can have. The Belle family is also very old and strong magicked. You two, naturally by birth have very powerful central essences, the fibers of your being are magic, by inheritance. But, there is a taint to your magic because it was the soul of a vampire. It turns your magic into darker but not weaker form."
Magnesius seemed proud his work and smiled at them.
"Stanton Belle?" Draco repeated the name. Harry thought it over. Maybe he could meet this vampire.
"Thank-you so much, you did brilliantly," Draco came to his senses and hugged his relative.
"Yeah, thanks a lot," Harry shook his hand. The man stood, smiled at everyone and let himself out.
"That's very significant, you know," Lily said.
"Why?"
"A vampire's with a soul is rare. The fact that Stanton retained his after his change is, in itself, nearly impossible. Again that the soul took four hundred years to find new entities is near impossible. Then that it happens into two young men with close ties to dark magic, when his mother was a "Dark Queen" seems an incredible coincidence," Lily said.
The two nodded.
Draco and Harry were endowed with a vampire's soul.
AN (PLEASE GOD READ THIS): So, on the 31 is the one year birthday of this fanfiction. Yeah, that's crazy. I have a few reviewers (Robin the Bird, Yana5 and I believe I few others ((sorry if I didn't put you in))) who have been reading this story since it was first published back in '04. But a lot of other incredible people have been reading and reviewing, I'd thank you all but that'd take too long. (love to reviewers, every last one of you)
So, I'm going to try and post a chapter on or as close to on the 31st as possible. I'm going to try and make it a really significant chapter too. ((a lot of man love will happen there, I know that much. Maybe a meeting with Stanton? who knows, oh, I do!)) lol. Okay, thanks everyone, you're most incredible!
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