IMPORTANT NOTE: There was a minor mistake in chapter 4, where Lily said "Happy 17th birthday", he's supposed to be 18. I'll fix that up sometime. Just so people won't be confused. Lol. Also there was some mistake in chapter two in the first paragraph where it says Draco was sixteen, he's 17. Sorry about that. I will fix the errors A.S.A.P. Otherwise, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I realized that I never really put this on, so here we go. Harry Potter belongs to J. K. Rowling and the only thing I would be able to claim as my own would be unfamiliar characters, the plot and story. Do not sue for I can pay you nothing in return…
Betrayals and Secrets
Chapter 7
Dumbledore's Visit
Dumbledore apparated into Grimmauld Place. Looking around, he saw that nobody was in the kitchen at the current time, so he made his way to the living room. He heard voices. One was Harry's, he knew for sure. But, the boy was still at the Dursleys, how could he be here now? Perhaps Sirius went to rescue Harry?
"Come on, Pronglet." Okay, that was NOT Sirius' voice, nor Remus'. It sounded like…
Lily.
He knocked on the door. When it was opened, Harry and Draco stood on the other side. Draco had Harry's hand, which was oddly peculiar to the Headmaster. The blond had never displayed any kind of kindess or sympathy for the Boy Who Lived in all their years at Hogwarts.
What on Earth changed?
"Headmaster," Harry said through gritted teeth. Was he trying to hold back anger? the Headmaster thought.
It also appeared that Sirius and Remus were glaring at him as well. But what shocked him the most was to see Lily Potter there in the living room, standing beside Serverus, who was glaring at Dumbledore with so much hate that even Voldemort himself, would take a few steps back. But Dumbledore didn't, he was confused as to what was going on.
"Lily, what are you doing here, I told you 17 years ago that I forbid you to see your son," Dumbledore stated upon greeting.
Harry was growling madly. Even Sirius' hand on his shoulder was of no help. "How. Dare. You. Headmaster. Keep this a secret from me! My mother! You must know by now that this is unforgivable! UNFORGIVABLE!"
With that, he stalked out of the room, his arms crossed, and Draco running after him not too close behind.
A few vases exploded before Harry made his way out, causing the others to almost jump out of their skin.
Harry collapsed onto the bed, sighing. What the Headmaster did… it angered him so much that if he were Voldemort Harry would have killed him all ready, not even caring if it landed him in Azkaban. She was his mother, and Dumbledore kept it a secret from him! HOW…DARE…HE, were the only words going through Harry's head.
"Harry?" Draco asked upon coming into the room.
Noticing Harry on the bed, he thought he was asleep and was about to shut the door, when he heard. "Draco," though it was muffled by the pillows and it sounded like he was crying. "Hey," Draco walked over and sat on the bed, bringing Harry into a tight embrace. Harry leaned his head on Draco's shoulder.
"I can't…believe it," Harry said, his face burried in Draco's shoulder. "I can't... Dumbledore… he... kept my MOTHER... my mother a secret… from me… and everyone… else..."
Draco sighed and just held him. It helped him when
Harry did it with him. He never talked much, just let
Draco get it all out. Maybe it would help Harry, too.
"Har?" Draco whispered, but Harry didn't answer.
Looking down, he saw that Harry was sleeping. Sighing and smiling, he lay Harry gently on the bed, and brought the covers up to his neck, before kissing him gently on the forehead. He got up and walked out of the room, closing the door quietly behind him so as not to wake him up.
"How's Harry?" Draco jumped to see Remus looking at him worriedly.
"He's sleeping," he replied. "I just let him pour everything out- I didn't want him to keep everything bottled in."
Remus nodded. "Good, it's not well to have him bottle feelings and emotions up like that," he stated and Draco agreed completely, even though he was technically a hypocrite because he had done so in school. But now they were 18, well in Harry's case he was 18 and Draco was turning 18 in two days. August 2.
Before Draco got the chance to go downstairs, however,
Remus began talking again. "Draco, you've been wonderful for him the last few days- thank you………"
He nodded, not really knowing what to say. His eyes widening though when he heard moaning coming from inside the room. He opened the door and ran over just as Remus left.
Harry was tossing and turning in bed, clearly having another nightmare. Draco put a hand on his forehead and his eyes widened. He was burning up.
"Oh…Harry. You're burning up, love," Draco said to himself. He ran to the washroom and got a cool, wet cloth and went back to the room, putting it on Harry's head, wiping it gently. Harry sighed and sunk deeper into the sheets of the bed. Draco left the cloth on his face before getting in bed beside him, wrapping his arms around him. Pulling him close, he whispered. "Don't worry, I'm here. There's no need to be scared…imagine Dumbledore in a … oh wait, that is scary… okay, imagine Ron in a tutu. Now THAT makes me laugh."
Draco did in fact notice a small smile on Harry's face before he closed his eyes as well.
In the living room, however, it was very tense. Remus, Sirius, Lily and Severus stood facing Dumbledore. The Headmaster was no longer confused as to why they were shoving hateful looks in his direction, or why Harry bellowed at him about him keeping his mother a secret.
When Professor McGonagall apparated into the room, she seemed to notice the tension, but turned to
Dumbledore. "Where is Harry, Albus?" she asked. "I have to ask him something of great importance."
"I believe he is up in his room with Mr. Malfoy,"
Dumbledore replied. McGonagall raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Malfoy? Surely you mean—the Weasleys betrayed Harry, didn't they?"
Dumbledore nodded. "With the exception of Bill, Fred & George, and Ginny. Hermione of course is still best friends with Harry and they have formed a friendship with Mr. Malfoy," the Headmaster answered. She nodded in understanding, having known about the betrayal of the Weasley family, and walked upstairs to Harry's room.
Lily raised an eyebrow. "She didn't find it shocking that I was here. Alive, I mean."
"She was informed earlier, I believe," Dumbledore stated. "I wonder what she has to ask—" remembering the question that Minerva was going to ask Harry, he smiled. "He'll definitely accept."
The others looked at him in confusion. "Accept what?"
Sirius asked. "What the bloody hell are you talking about?"
"Well, Minerva was going to ask—not on my part, of course, of her own will—Harry to be the next Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. He just turned 18, I believe, and he excelled in the class, so he's more than qualified to teach," Dumbledore replied. "If he accepts, that is."
Their eyes widened. "First Remus teaching, now Harry?
The world has gone topsy turvy," Sirius said. Remus rolled his eyes.
"Come now, its not that bad, Si," Remus stated.
"Besides, think of it—Professor Potter."
Sirius smirked. "It does have a ring to it. Wonder what Prongs would think?"
"Probably would be appalled—in a way—he always thought of Harry growing up to be a Quidditch star," Remus said.
"Well, he could do both—he does seem to be able to make time for everything," Sirius stated.
"That is true," Remus chuckled. He looked towards Lily and Severus. "You two haven't said much—what do you think?" he asked.
"I think it's a wonderful idea," Lily replied. "He's a bit young, but I think it would be wonderful."
Severus raised an eyebrow. "You're asking my opinion? On Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers?"
Remus chuckled. "All right, maybe not."
Sirius laughed. "I wonder if Harry will accept?"
Harry gaped at Professor McGonagall's retreating figure. She had just asked him to take the Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching job, and he had accepted without argument, but it was still shocking that he was actually going to teach.
"Well, look who's Teacher's Pet," Draco purred, playing with a strand of Harry's hair.
Harry laughed. "Draco…what are you going to be doing? Stay here while I'm at Hogwarts?"
"I could go and watch you—if you don't mind, that is," Draco replied.
"I think that would be fine, and besides," Harry said suggestively. "My dorm's big enough for two."
"What would you be trying to tell me, Potter?" Draco raised an eyebrow. "Just inviting me in? Not a care in the world?"
"I think you know the answer to that," Harry replied, not even getting to finish his sentence as Draco captured his lips in a kiss, unable to hold onto temptations any longer.
A/N: Sex scene will be on livejournal because I don't want to risk my ass. Either that or freewebs, I have yet to decide. Maybe even MSN Groups, if they allow that sort of thing. Or you can email me if you wish to have it.
When Harry had fallen asleep from the event, Draco smiled and got in bed next to him. He took off the silence charms but kept the lock on the door. He wrapped his arms around Harry and held him close.
"My Harry."
A/N: Longest thing I have ever written. MSN Groups is the easiest site for me to work with so I think that is where I will be putting the NC-17 stuff. Sex. Lol. Well, I'm not sure what the group will be called, but if you want to review, there will be a guestbook but you have to tell me the story your reviewing, the chapter and which scene (if there is more than one, you can say the first, or second one for example). It will definitely be on my profile, and I will post all chapters of my fics there, I think. Well, the ones I'm working on. I will post the directions on the welcome page so ppl won't get confused.
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