All recognized characters belong to J.K. Rowling
Everything else is mine.
R – for violence, language and adult content
Contains male/male pairings
Contains spoilers from all 6 published books-- do not read this without reading them.
This book takes place after book 4 and takes only some elements from book 5 into account.
See Author Note at bottom!
Harry Potter and the Parliament of DreamsChapter 30: Lines of Power
Madam Pomfrey rushed over to the fallen Weasley twin and starting to cast strong healing charms. Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout both assisted her while the rest of the Great Hall looked on.
Minister Weasley stalked over to the large fireplace and threw some Floo powder into the fire, yelling, "Minister of Magic's office."
A portly old witch's face appeared. "Yes, Minister?"
"Post the warrant for the immediate arrest of Dolores Umbridge. Add another attempted murder to the list of charges and warn everyone that she is to be considered dangerous and should be approached with extreme caution."
"Which offices should be alerted?"
"All of them. I want this woman caught as soon as possible."
"Yes, sir. I will Floo the Magical Law Enforcement and Aurors right away. I will then call an emergency departmental meeting and inform the department heads."
"Very good."
Arthur Weasley turned around and found himself face to face with Draco Malfoy.
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy?" Arthur asked warily.
"I would like to post a reward to assist in her capture. Would twenty-five thousand galleons be sufficient?"
Minister Weasley's eyebrows rose in surprise before he replied slowly, "Why?"
Draco stared at the man defiantly for a long moment before drawling, "Harry is practically George's brother and Harry is my rock in life. Anything I can do to help someone close to my Harry is something I will do."
Arthur blinked again. "I do not know what to say Mr. Malfoy."
"You can say that you will take the money and use it to capture that bitch," Draco growled in response.
Minister of Magic Weasley nodded sharply. "It will be done Mr. Malfoy. I will have some ministry officials contact Gringotts if you would be so kind as to Floo them the authorization."
"I will. Minister?"
"Yes, Mr. Malfoy?"
"Please call me Draco," he said loudly before he continued in a much softer tone, "Thanks for letting me help. George has been a real friend to me too, despite me being an insufferable prat for so long."
Arthur heard him and he clapped Draco warmly on the back as he turned to get back to business.
Draco stalked back over to the Gryffindor table but not before imperiously bellowing at Crabbe and Goyle "You, get me a quill and parchment, and you get me my owl."
Both large boys jumped to their feet and scurried rapidly from the Great Hall.
Draco sat gracefully in his seat and glared at anyone that had the tenacity to look his way. Harry returned a moment later and sat next to him. Harry's power was pulsing and the enchanted ceiling was flashing lightning in time with it. Draco very calmly grabbed a hold of Harry's leg under the table and whispered some nonsensical soothing noises in his ear while projecting calming thoughts down the link. Harry slowly calmed and the enchanted ceiling returned to its normal state, as did Harry's power levels.
Hermione and Fred together managed to get Ron back to his seat. Ron was struggling when Fred forced him to sit down. "Calm down Ron. They are taking care of him and he will be fine."
Draco moved his attention to Harry's best friend and pressed calming feelings outwards towards Ron. Ron abruptly stopped struggling against Fred and Hermione and quieted down. "He will be okay Ron. Please stop making a scene. It is not good for your father's image as a leader."
Fred quirked his eyebrow and Hermione started to protest.
"I am the Slytherin here. I know what is required to manipulate public opinion. Growing up in High Class Wizard Society made me what I am today. I mean no offense to anyone else here. Your father will do best if he remembers he rules everyone, not just those that love muggles."
Ron started to protest, but Draco stared him down.
"I think I can see your point," Fred told the group after a few moments of silence.
"I am sure Ron will too when he takes the time to think it through," Draco responded confidently.
Ron frowned, but did not say anything.
"I think I understand what you are saying Draco," Hermione added after a long moment of silence.
Ron fumed, but Hermione shushed him with a light kiss. He turned a deep shade of red.
"Where is my food?" Harry asked grouchily all of a sudden.
"Boys!" Hermione screeched in frustration.
"Gotta love em, right 'arry?" Seamus snickered.
Harry rolled his eyes. "Food? Hello?"
Draco shoved a doughnut into Harry's mouth and he garbled around it.
Draco made a shushing noise and then added, "Do not talk with your mouth full."
Harry glared for a long moment before slowly eating the whole doughnut. When he opened his mouth to protest, Draco shoved another doughnut into it. Harry glared as he slowly ate that one too. When he finished, he was about to open his mouth again but stopped.
:If you do that again and I will banish all of your clothes.: Harry told Draco mentally.
:You would not dare: Draco replied indignantly.
:Try me Slytherin Boy: Harry responded, an evil smirk appearing on his face.
Draco raised his hands in surrender.
Harry's eyes glinted mischievously when he picked up a doughnut and moved it towards Draco's mouth. He did not shove it in though. Draco took small bites as Harry fed him.
Seamus's eyes lit up and he started to feed Colin in the same way.
"You touch that doughnut Ronald Weasley and I'll break your hand," Hermione said, a glint in her eye as Ron reached for a doughnut.
"Awww… 'Mione!"
"Boys!" she growled.
Voldemort's Forward Headquarters
Unplottable Location, United Kingdom
Dolores Umbridge arrived without fanfare and suddenly found three wands pointed at her.
"Put those away. I have important news for our lord."
"He's not back yet from his diversionary attack on France."
"He'll be here soon enough. I will be in my quarters. Let me know the moment he arrives. He will want the information I carry."
One Death Eater nodded while the other two stared. As soon as she left, the youngest of the trio mumbled, "What a self-important, over-inflated bitch."
"Oh, she is most definitely that," an aristocratic voice drawled from shadows of the other doorway.
"Lord Malfoy!" all three men said at once before bowing to Voldemort's second in command as he stepped into the light.
"She has her uses. If she did not, she would have been killed long ago."
"Yes sir," all three replied.
Lucius rolled his eyes and shook his head before passing through the chamber. They barely heard his drawling voice wafting down the hall, "It is so hard to find decent help these days."
The three young men exchanged glances and rolled their eyes.
Madam Pomfrey clucked her tongue as she scurried about the infirmary collecting the potions she needed to set George to rights. The poor boy had a spell cast on him that was just one step short of unforgivable. Since people reacted quickly, there would be no lasting harm done. It would take him a few days to feel normal again, however.
After she finished administering the potions, she took the time to notice that he did not have a large throng of people waiting on him. This was highly unusual. However, just as she was about to Floo the Headmaster about it, a gang of redheads appeared in the door with a lot of others, including the Headmaster and Harry Potter.
"Stop right there," she growled at the group. "I cannot have all of you visiting him at once."
By quick glances at each other, the group decided that Fred, Blaise, and Ron would be the first three to get a chance to look in on George.
Madam Pomfrey was pleasantly surprised at the organization and lack of rancor when it came to deciding who went first. Even more, they limited themselves to three at a time before she could say they needed to do so. She allowed everyone more time than usual, since it was so peaceful.
Dolores Umbridge stomped around in the small room like a bull looking for a target to charge. She was not happy to be kept waiting, even for the Dark Lord himself. It was unthinkable that a person of her high skills should be made to wait when she had important information about the power that Harry Potter had displayed, seemingly without effort.
She was an expert at many types of magic, including the Dark Arts. She had seen a great deal in her worldwide service to Lord Voldemort, but it was completely beyond her experience to come face to face with a mere child that could banish a human a large distance away, with the flick of his wrist. The little brat had not even used a wand!
She was startled by a knock on the door. She opened it to find a young man of about twenty. He towered over her short frame and wore a bored expression.
"Lord Voldemort has returned and is awaiting you in the audience chambers."
She gathered herself together and nodded once sharply. The young man turned and walked away. Umbridge followed him. She suppressed the urge to panic as she stepped closer and closer to the Dark Lord.
"What is his mood?" she asked suddenly.
"He has already Crucio'd four people and he has only been here for half an hour," the young man replied.
Dolores paled further, but did not respond.
"Umbridge, my faithful pet. How good of you to join ussssss," Voldemort hissed.
Umbridge paused, looking warily at her master's snake before bowing low and kissing the hem of his robe. "I have important information to convey, my lord."
"Get on with it then," Voldemort prompted impatiently.
"My lord. Harry Potter exhibited tremendous magical power on several occasions while I was at Hogwarts."
"What sort of tremendous magical power do you mean?" He asked, as his red snake eye's narrowed to little slits.
"He banished me from the Headmaster's office to over the lake by the school. He did not use his wand."
"He did what!" Voldemort screamed.
"He banished…"
"I heard you. Crucio!" Voldemort roared.
Dolores Umbridge writhed in pain for nearly a minute before Voldemort released the curse. She panted, trying to catch her breath as soon as he did.
"What else did you see?"
"The castle seemed to respond to him. The ceiling in the Great Hall reacted to his emotions instead of the weather. The castle itself was against me. Whenever I approached the stairs, they would all start moving. The enchanted suits of armor took swipes at me every time I was too close. It was as if the castle was determined to make my life as miserable as possible."
"Do you have anything further to report?"
"Yes, my lord. Draco Malfoy is never far away from Harry Potter. Attacking Malfoy causes the Potter boy to lose control. I stunned Malfoy and Potter responded by banishing me over the lake. The Headmaster created the most powerful wards I've ever seen to separate Potter and I from the rest of the Headmaster's office. He seems to know a great deal about the amount of power Potter was displaying."
"I see. Dismissed."
"Thank you my lord," she replied bowing.
Dolores then left the audience chamber as quickly as she could. Lord Voldemort did not look pleased in any way.
Hermione Granger worked for months on this special project for Headmaster Dumbledore. Finally, she had a final report and she was still shocked from her discoveries.
As soon as Hermione arrived at Hogwarts, Headmaster Dumbledore had pulled her aside and asked her to continue her research into Harry Potter's bloodline. She had unlimited access to all the books and records she could ever dream. Dumbledore asked her regularly about her progress and she gave little tidbits, but never the whole morsel she had uncovered. Dumbledore probably knew, Hermione figured, but she wanted to be satisfied she had all the facts before she told the old man.
Harry Potter was not the half-blood that everyone had assumed he was. He was not exactly pureblood either. He was not pureblooded wizard, at any rate.
She examined all the records of students that went all the way back to the founding. New spells had helped her index books hundreds of years old. Any future studies of bloodlines would be significantly easier.
Harry James Potter was a direct descendant of Godric Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw. The two founders had one child, Nickolas Gryffindor. Nickolas had one son, Orthello. Orthello existed as the boy portrait that guarded the Gryffindor Flat. Orthello, as Headmaster Dumbledore had explained to Harry, had one son born just after he was killed. His son Harrison Gryffindor only had three daughters, ending the Gryffindor family name. Ezekiel Jamison Potter married their eldest daughter. They had seven children, all boys. It worked out clearly for generation after generation that the eldest Potter son had exactly one son that survived long enough to father the next generation. The magical heritage was not lost from generation to generation over the preceding one thousand years. Somewhere around 1696, the Potter family castle was destroyed in a terrible fire and all of the family records were lost. The Potter heir was left as an orphan in the dubious care of the Black family. This Potter, Mackenzie Henry Potter, took over the Potter family fortune at the tender age of sixteen. He rebuilt the estate and by the time he passed away at 80, had made the entire property unplottable and secured with the strongest wards yet invented. Hogwarts records, hopelessly muddled by an incompetent Headmaster, failed to inform the Potters of their status as heirs of the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw line.
It was also around this time that the Malfoy line arrived from France and settled in their current manor in Wiltshire. The Malfoys immediately started to interweave themselves with Britain's old blood, establishing strong place in Britain's wizarding society. This included several Malfoy daughters marrying into the Potter line. The Malfoys never found out about the Potter's deeper bloodline, or they would have been more proactive in acquiring a Malfoy heir with Potter blood.
James Potter, Harry's father, was the last in the long Potter line. When they went into hiding, instead of using the Potter family estates, they used one of their retaining family's houses in Godric's Hollow. James died fighting Voldemort, as everyone was well aware.
Hermione was not really shocked to find that Harry was directly descended from Godric Gryffindor. Rowena Ravenclaw had been a surprise, as Harry had never really shown any Ravenclaw traits. They apparently skipped him or disappeared in the last one thousand years. One lingering question was just where were the Potter estates?
The other side of Harry's family was not nearly as clear cut as his father's was, which was saying something. It took a most of her time tracing backwards through the old records to find out about the Potters. Lily Evans and her family were an enigma.
One thing was absolutely for certain. Lily Evans was no muggleborn witch. The last two generations appeared to be muggles, but a very careful examination of records showed that there was a lot more than muggle blood in the family lines.
School records showed that Lily was an extremely bright and powerful witch. Her OWLs and NEWTs were off the charts. There were notes in the school records from Headmaster Dumbledore and several professors about the astounding magic potential that she had. It was especially noted that most of this potential went unused, even as powerful as she was. Dumbledore also noted that further investigation of her family tree was warranted, but had never been completed due to the troubles caused by Voldemort's first rise to power.
Hermione made real breakthroughs a week into her research into Lily Evans. Her grandparents on both sides were magical in nature. She had a pureblood witch for a maternal grandmother and a pureblood wizard for paternal grandfather. Her maternal grandfather was a squib. The really interesting thing was that her paternal grandmother was not exactly human. It appeared as though she were a Soul Vampire.
Soul Vampires are extremely rare creatures and it took Hermione another few days looking over some ancient texts in the Headmaster's office to find out what little she could. Instead of draining blood, Soul Vampires fed on magic. The magic donor's rarely even knew they had been fed upon. Unlike traditional vampirism, Soul Vampires were almost exactly like humans. They had no special weaknesses except through the soul mates. They only way to produce a Soul Vampire is if both soul mates were full blooded. Otherwise, the child would merely carry the blood, but not show the results, except, perhaps, as an elevated magic potential.
Hermione finished writing her report and left for Dumbledore's office to give it to him
Harry was not in a very good mood. The last few weeks had been wearing down his nerves and the sudden release of tension had not yet allowed everything to settle back down for him. It was almost as if he were waiting for the other shoe to drop. He was Harry Potter after all. The other shoe was always waiting to drop.
Draco sighed mentally as he sat next to his brooding mate. The general bad mood had spread to him as well. Even though the bitch had been gone for over a week now, Harry was not springing back. The training with the aurors had been rather intense so far. It was almost more than he could stand. His old mask of Malfoy superiority had slipped back on in some ways. He did not resort to the old insulting ways, but he was very forceful with his suggestions. The other Slytherins noticed that Draco was back and in command.
Harry, for his part, was far more passive than he had been. Since his anger had been oscillating so much lately, he thought it was far safer to rely on Draco's judgment. He was also pleased that Draco seemed to take into consideration anything the Weasley Twins, and Ron and Hermione had to say. He truly listened, as it was much safer than having Harry lose his trust and start acting on his mood swings.
Draco paced slowly back in forth in front of the roaring fire, ignoring the ambiance of the Gryffindor Flat. This year had not turned out anywhere near what he had expected. Giving up the mask he had cultivated was not as easy for him as he made it appear. His current outward calmness and friendliness was as much a mask as his arrogant and Prince of Ice persona he maintained in the past. The mask still protected the same inner demons. He knew without a doubt that the famous Boy Wizard he was bonded to, knew how he felt. He also knew that Harry would never say anything.
In much the same way, Draco knew how Harry felt inside as well. He knew it would not do the morale of the Wizarding World any good at all to know that their savior was just as scared as the rest of them. Harry's displays of anger tended to distract others, even his closest friends, from that truth.
It pleased Draco immensely to know that Harry truly loved him and genuinely wanted to take care of him and spend the rest of their lives together. He saw the bond as a good thing that allowed him to share his inner most feelings in ways he could never express verbally. Draco also learned to love this aspect as well. Harry, ever the Gryffindor, knew how Draco felt and maneuvered people and events to suite Draco's needs. That was something not even Draco could buy.
The training with the Aurors, while still quite intense, was going well. Draco had a little trouble trusting them at first, but it was obvious they knew what they were about and that they did not hold his family name against him.
Dumbledore finished reading the report Hermione Granger gave him earlier in the day. The thoroughness of the report was astounding. Every fact was meticulously referenced as to location and author.
"One hundred points to Gryffindor," he said happily, as he rubbed the amulet over his chest.
In the Great Hall, several floors below, he could imagine the surprise of the students studying there as one hundred large rubies filled the house points of Gryffindor.
Albus Dumbledore was rarely surprised any more, but this report was not what he was expecting. He absentmindedly popped a lemon drop into his mouth as he finished reading the last page.
Harry Potter was definitely the heir to Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. He had part of Voldemort's power, in effect making him a magical heir to Slytherin as well. The Soul Vampire in his bloodline came as quite a surprise. The Heir to Gryffindor had not been a surprise. There were some old documents that he had come across indicated that the Potters had married the daughter of the last male Gryffindor. There was no information anywhere about Rowena Ravenclaw marrying Godric Gryffindor. It was entirely possible that they did not actually marry. Harry's access to the Gryffindor Flat proved to the Headmaster that Harry was truly a Gryffindor. Pulling Godric's sword from the Sorting Hat in his second year was another very strong hint to this as well.
The Soul Vampire in the bloodline might explain a few things. Dumbledore's ancient mind had lost none of its agility. He recalled everything he had ever learned about Soul Vampires figured out that it explained a great deal. It is entirely conceivable that Harry was capable of absorbing greats amount of magical power when cast at him. Since he had the killing curse used against him when he was only a baby, and survived, it proved that something was helping him. He now displayed a ready ability to control magic around him. He had demonstrated time and again this year that he had extraordinary control over his magic, even if it was only subconscious control most of the time. The lifebond with Draco also made more sense. Through various sources and powerful magic, he had been able to determine that the missing minutes of Harry's summer, Voldemort had somehow cast a killing curse through Harry's spirit. The overwhelming power of Voldemort's spell, combined with Harry's strange abilities, tied Harry and Draco together. It was entirely possible that the magic repeatedly cast at Harry, in combination with this naturally high power levels had combined to bring Harry's Soul Vampire traits to the foreground. He wouldn't be a true Soul Vampire, but he would have many of their magic abilities and with Draco, a lifebond.
This opened many new possibilities.
Harry looked up from the Potions book he was revising when Orty announced that the Headmaster was at the door.
"Let him in Orty," Harry replied.
"Of course, Harry," the boy replied cheerfully.
"Good morning Harry, Draco," the Headmaster said as he came into the Flat.
"Good morning, sir," both boys replied together.
"I have come to inform you of the research Ms. Granger has been doing for me."
Draco raised his eyebrow in that elegant Slytherin way.
"What research, sir?" Harry asked curiously.
"I have been trying to discover what occurred to you over the summer and why you have such tremendous power reserves. Ms. Granger has done a most excellent job of tracing your lineage."
"What did she discover?" Draco asked with interest.
"Harry, the first thing I need to tell you is that you are a pureblood wizard on both sides. Your mother's grandparents on both sides were wizards and or squibs. Your mother's paternal grandmother was a Soul Vampire."
"A what?" Draco asked in shock.
"His great-grandmother was a Soul Vampire. The only way to produce another one is to mate with one. Since his great-grandfather was a wizard, the Soul Vampire blood was suppressed."
"Something happened though, didn't it?" Harry asked.
"We think, Ms. Granger and I, that the powerful magic you've been exposed to has surfaced some of the traits. The lifebond, for example."
"What else?" Harry asked warily.
"We've always known that you have had a large magical potential. This ties directly back to your family and what has happened to you. The Soul Vampire has a naturally high potential. You can now access all the magic, instead of having a large pool of magic that was unusable to you."
"So, the reason I can hurl about so much magic, especially wandlessly, is because of my Soul Vampire heritage?" Harry asked.
"That is correct."
"At least it explains a few things. No will know, will they?"
"No. There is no way to tell. Only Ms. Granger and the three of us know the truth."
"Good. I hope we keep it that way. I'd much rather be just plain Harry," the Boy Who Lived replied.
"I know," Albus replied. "I will leave you two to your studying. Good evening."
"Good evening, Professor," both boys replied as one.
"That was rather unexpected," Draco replied a few minutes after Headmaster Dumbledore had left.
Harry turned to look at his mate, noticing the uncharacteristically wide eyes and he smiled slightly. "I suppose that is one reason why the Sorting Hat said I could be in Slytherin. They tend to be rather restrictive of people's bloodlines, don't they?"
"Slytherin allows half-bloods. Both of your parents were not Muggles, so you were, at worst, a Half-blood."
"None of that really matters to me anyway."
"I suppose it isn't really important either way. However, I suspect you will be leading the Wizarding World in Britain some day. The Boy Who Lived probably cannot escape that fate."
"We will see about that," Harry replied with a determined look on his face.
End of Chapter 30
Author Note:
Hello everyone! I'm really sorry that it has taken me a long, long time to post this chapter. Please forgive me. I have been extremely busy running my site. (Gay Authors. Google it) The site has taken up most of my free time. I have a lot of authors and I now have a section to post gay fanfics using the eFiction software. Feel free to swing by and add stories, if you want.
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