Author: The Queer Queen

Tital: Harry Potter and Aurora, the Last Horcruxe

Spoilers: PS(SS), CoS, PoA, GoF, OoTP, HBP

Summary: Harry Potter has spent his first week of the summer vacation planning and thinking about Voldemort, Snape, and the Horcruxes. Suddenly, he gets an unexpected visit from Malfoy who has brought not only one, but TWO of the Horcruxes with him. Ah...the catch? You'll just have to read to find out.

A/N: I already posted this story, but I'm revising it...trying to fix any errors (which I probably wont manage) and to try to make it less...in my view...shitty. I am my harshest crittic. See? I think I spelled that word wrong too. As I've said before, I don't have word, nor do I have a beta. So all mistakes and the like are mine. Duh.

Read, review, but most of all enjoy.

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Prolouge

It'd been a week. A week since Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, had returned to the Dursley's after Albus Dumbledore's death. In that week, Harry Potter had thought alot. About the Horcruxes, the one he destroyed, and the locket that he still considered missing. He'd spent the last week mourning Professor Dumbledore, his mentor, and in an odd way, hero. He had also began to think out, almost plotting, Snape's death.

It was late, on the second Monday of the summer break that Harry heard a soft, rather timid knocking at the front door. He didn't bother to get up, it was probably Pier coming to get Duddly for 'tea'. So, it was rather surprising when Uncle Vernon's deep, nasal voice shouted for him, Harry, to come down stairs.

Standing and walking downstairs at a leisurly pace, the Gryffindor Golden Boy was stopped in his tracks on the third to last step. Standing in the door way, blocked partially by a pruce colored Uncle Vernon stood one of the last people he would have ever thought to see.

Draco bleedin' Malfoy.

And the boy looked just as bad, if not worse than the last time he'd seen him...fleeing from the school with Snape. For half a moment Harry's vision went red, and the pictures on the wall shook. Calming himself was dificult, but he eventually managed it, and finally met the rather fearful pale gray eyes of the pathetic creature before him. "What the hell are you doing here Malfoy?" The pale boy seemed to shake a bit at the dark promises in Harry's voice. "Come to try to kill me too?" Malfoy paled even more and began to wring his hands like Aunt Petunia when she was upset. And...where those tears in his eyes!

"P-Potter...I-I need to speak wi-with you." And those were stutters...when had Malfoy ever stuttered? That was enough for Harry to gesture for Malfoy to follow him.

"Hold it boy! I don't want any more of you freaks here than nessisary!" The furious demand was stupid, and Harry rolled his eyes, pointing down at the shaking pale boy standing just to the side of Vernon.

"See him? He works for that super evil, super dangerous guy that all wizards fear. He'll kill you without a second thought!" Harry's comment seemed to scare both Vernon and Malfoy. 'Good' Harry thought with a little bit of malicious glee 'let them shake in their boots a bit.' "Come on Malfoy." The gray-eyed boy darted around Vernon quickly, giving an almost fearful look over at Duddly and Aunt Petunia before following the bespeckled boy upstairs.

When the two wizards entered Duddly's second bedroom, Harry slammed the door and pushed Malfoy up against it roughly. "Okay Malfoy, what the hell are you doing here? You better talk fast before I tell whatever Order member that's watching my house that I caught a Death Eater." He almost hissed it, and pressed his forearm against Malfoy's windpipe, causing the smaller boy to cough and choke a bit.

"P-please...l-let me ex-ex-explain!" Gasping, Malfoy tried to pull Harry's arm away from his throat, and reluctantly, Harry let him go. Gasping and gagging, Malfoy bent over trying to catch his breath. A dark bruise was already starting to form on the thin neck. "I..." He swallowed, straightening up, and this was when Harry got his first good look at the ex-Slytherin.

The normally slicked back hair was in diseray, hanging in limp and dirty strands around an equally dirty, yet also bloody and bruised face. The other boy was slender, had always been, but now it was a sickly skinny...almost as if he hadn't eaten in a long time, yet at the same time his stomach seemed just a little bloated, though not much. The paler of the two swallowed again, and rubbed at his throat, coughing softly. "Uh...I...I know that you won-wont trust me." Malfoy licked his chapped and slightly bloodied lips. "But...I-I can help you. I-I-I know where one of the other Hor-Hor-Horcruxes is." Harry frowned at the stuttering, but quickly pushed the brief worry away...Malfoy was evil...he didn't care.

"You're right. I don't trust you. Why should I even believe you?" Harry crossed his arms, and spaced himself from the pale boy who was leaning heavily and tiredly against his bedrooms door.

"Because...I brought it wi-with me." Malfoy reached into an inner robe pocket, and pulled out a long and slender wand. Malfoy held it out to Harry. "It's...it's Raven-Ravenclaw's wand." His pale hand shook violently as Harry took the wand. "Vold-Vold-The Dark Lord gave it to me for-for safe-safe keeping." He wrapped his arms tightly around his stomach, and Harry noticed that he looked oddly green around the gills. Again, Harry shook his concern away by reminding himself that Malfoy was E-V-I-L.

Licking his lips, he snapped the wand over his knee. There was a sharp scream, and a whisp of seemingly smoke left the center of the wand before disapearing. 'Wow' Harry thought, 'that seems way too easy.' But...oddly enough...that was it. No explosions. No limbs being blown off...just...snapping a wand. "So, do you think that you get brownie points for this or something? I think I'll still turn you in." He watched as Malfoy began to shake more, and tears were definately welling up in his eyes now. "What?"

"I...I have an-another o-one..." Malfoy licked his lips. "Gryf-Gryf-Gryffindor's..." He licked his lips twice more before gently patting his stomach. "Here."

"You swallowed it?" Harry was extremely confused, and his face showed it as he tightly gripped the remainder of Ravenclaw's wand, one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. Malfoy shook his head. "Well...then what the hell is it."

Malfoy licked his lips again, and now Harry was sure that the other boy was going to either vomit or passout. "A..." Malfoy slowly sank to the ground, rubbing his stomach as if it hurt. "A..." again he paused, closing his pale gray eyes tightly, and what left his mouth next was so soft of a whisper that Harry seriously thought he'd just misheard.

"Wait...what did you just say?"

Tearful gray eyes opened and met shocked green. "A baby."