On the Job Training
"Potter, so they let you out of the loony Ward eh?" Harry stiffend recognizing the vioce of Draco Malfoy. Every vioce in the office commens had stilled. Aurors of all ilk and age stopped what they were doing to stare at the tall blonde Haired man who strode towards Harry.
"Malfoy? Still trying in vain to be an Auror?" Harry asked scathingly eyeing his child hood nemiss with nothing less then hatred. The pain of dumbeldoors death was still like a hot knife to his skin. And Draco's part in it was not forgiven, not to Harry at least. The rest of the world had bought the poor little boy act, but he hadnt. Draco at 27 looked little dirfrent then he had at 17. His body was broader, and larger of course. He was no longer a boy natuarly. But the face was the same, strong jaw flaxen hair. and the same condesendning sneer on his face.
"i've only been trying for the last seven years Potter! and god knows i would have been in by now if it werent for you!"Draco hissed between clenched teeth. Harry smiled at him, a derict imitation of Dracos usal sneer."You can hardly blame me if the office doesnt want you Malfoy. Perhapes their not big on hireing Traitors?" Dracos already pale feathers blanched slightly but he remaind calm his cool blue eyes flashed mercilesly at Harry as he replied. "Have you forgotten Potter it was your sorry Arse I saved at Livingtson? Or that it was remus himself who championd me?" One pale eybrow rows in condensation as Harry winced. It was true, Draco had saved his life once, when it was clear to the world that Draco was going to fallow in his fathers footsteps. He had been put to the task of Killing Harry, in alot of ways it was more a death sentance for Draco. For their was a great chance that in the killing of Harry he would undoubtably end his own life. His dedication had been clear however. Just when it came down to the wire, draco had once again been unabel to Kill.
"Tell me something Malfoy wasnt it you who laid that trap for me in the first place, and who was it who turnd too chicken to go through with it. How can you expect to fight death eaters and vampires and the like if you cant bring yourself the courage to kill?" Draco blinked at harry a mask of utter calm but beghind his eyes thier was fire. "Forgive me next time i'll just fallow through and kill you. Make no mistake i'm not afraid to do it. Forgive me if i thought there was something in you worth saving!" Draco hissed and turnd on his heel to stomp off. Everyone in the room glanced between the two of them. Many looked on at Draco in sympathy others in Hatred. Harry knew many of them were takeing the cue from him, but he didnt change his stance. Draco may not have spoken the curse, but he had laid the trap that had killed his mentor his friend, and nearly him.Halfway across the room Draco turnd and stared at Harry. "by the way Potter, mind how you treat me. Cause i've just joind your team whether you like it or Not!" ANd with that he whirled from the room in a sweep of black robes.
Furry was a powerful emotion. It could add imense steangth during battel. keep an Aurors reslove alive during long months of tracking and siege. But furry could also cause one to forget thier suroundings to ignore sighns of Danger. Furry could cause your best mate to forget that although he was a hero and wealthy and respected he wasnt invinible. One just doesnt go flying at their boss with acusations and a temper. A man could get fired or worse for that. Ron winced, but that was exactly what Harry was doing Flying at thier boss in wild temper. He looked slightly frightning, more then slightly. That something diffrent about Harry was taking affect, Harry in a temper was always cause to fear, the man knew more hexes then anyone and cast a mean Lethalig hex! It wasnt just his angry mood or the way his body tensed into one lean slash of muscel like a steal sword. Thier was true are of danger around him, like if he looked at you, you might burst into flames. He held his wand as if it were an extension to his arm, loosly expertly almost in lovers fashion. His black hair was in artfull disrae like a wild mane around his head that fell sleekly on his shoulders.And he was absoultly in a furry.
That was the change Ron decided as he stared at Harry that it was his furry that had changed. When harry was angry thier was a hot fire in his eyes he grited his teeth and you could just see that he was contemplating tearing you apart. Contemplation didnt uaslly last long, harry wasnt one to penn up his anger for long. When Harry was angry you knew it, it was all over his face and in the wand he pointed at you. It was in the way your legs burst into boils and every bone in them cracked in two. Ron shuderd the lethalig hex! He had seen Harry do that on an enemy Where Wolf, it had been charging towards muggel civilans and theyd been to far away to do much of anything. Harry had run foward in a flurry and shouted the hex. Harry was perhapes the only one strong enough to perfom magic from so far, it had gone zooming in a blur of bright blue towards the enemy to hit him square in the back. It had saved the lives of many but the sight of the man bleeding and twisted on the ground his bones broken and twisted and stil twisting. Ron and many of the others on the team had stared in horrifed facination. Harry had been white as a sheet, he'd never performed that curse again. Where he'd even learnd it was a mystry.
The memory of the event had stayed with him, he'd been searching through the ministrys Library for years and had yet to find that paticular hex. Harry in a furry was dangerous. "You championd Malfoy!" Harry stood infront of Remus's desk his feet splayed and hands clenched at his side. Remus stared calmly up at Harry. Ignoring that Harry was about to explode, he gustured for him to have a seat. When Harry scoffed at the offerd seat in disdain Remus sighed and folded his hands together. "Harry, i thought if I gave you time you would let your fued with Malfoy go. But i've waited long enough. Draco's done his time Harry, and has paid more than enough for any of his crimes. I can not continue to let old wounds fester. he's smart and abel bodied and the team could use him."
It was true ROn thought, although he wasnt about to invite him to tea, Draco had changed. Draco had never been the Villian his father and the world had tried to make him out to be. He'd never be saint Christopher either but he wasnt evil. He had prooved that by nearly dieing to save Harry. However it was aparnt Harry didnt feal the same.
"Thats exactly what we need Lupin! A traitor in our midst! i wont have it I swear it!" Harry bit from between his teeth his hair splaying akwardly at the movement. Lupins eyes seemd to grow cold and steely. He spoke firmly and with utter resolve. "Watch yourself Harry. Ass your leader i dont have to explain anything to you. But out of respect for you i am willing to. As much as it hurts you have to face that it wasnt Malfoy who killed Dumbledoor! he had a part yes and he's more then paid for it. You of all people should know how it feels to be pressurd by a dark lord i should think. Or did you not a few weeks ago try to Kill your own son!" The words seemd to cut through Harry, Way to go Remus if that was supposed to help you were way of the mark.
"Harry dont..." But ron was to late. Harry Was Exploding. "PAID FOR IT! he knows nothing about paying for sins. Dont talk to me about pressur! He laid a trap for dumbeldoor he laid a trap for me of his own Bloody free will! He bloody chose to do it! And you Damn well know it Remus! You want to discuss pressure Remus. Come take a look inside my head! Aveta Soulia" Befor he could realize what was happining there was a flash of brilliant blue light and Remus let out a scream of Pain. "HARRY STOP!" Ron shouted. But as the light touched his skin the burning started and he was screaming himself.
He was being jerked from his body, he was floating in a scea of florecent blue light and magic deep magic seemed to whisper across his body soothing his flaming skin. Where was he. The world was blank all there was, was this endless sea of magic. He turnd it was utterly dark, and he was alone. A shiver whent down his back, He couldnt move his body was a leaden weight which refused to obey him. "REMUS" he ment to shout it but it came out of his throught only to be snatched away by the magic and turnd to light. The light was touching him again it still burnd, but the pain felt far away. Little tendrals like hands of children where wraping around his legs his arms, dancing around his arms in a playfull dance. If remus had answerd him he wouldnt have heard him, not in this strange world. And sudenly the Dark was banished by extream light it blinded and burnd his eyes. the light was wrapping around them touching them soothing, he could still see. Everything was hazy and blue and sparkeld with... menace.
Thier was something not right here, in the light people where moving! He tried to shout for help but the tendrals of mist and light had wraped around his throat speaking was impossible. The people walked danced ran, there werent just people thier were images flickers...memories ron realized. A tall red haird woman held a dark haird baby boy in her arms...Lilly...Mother... The words where in the air they rang throught the sky above and the earth below. They slamed like a force into Rons Body till they threatend to break it. As each memory played, James... quiditch ...Dumbledoor... They Hit Ron streaking through his body like a double edged sword. Thier was great power here, great streangth...He was... He didnt know where he was, all he knew is he was in a place vital to harry what made him who he was. Instead of being clear and a place of beatuy there was...A disturbance. The tendrals of mist and light were climbing everywhere, here' they rained free distorting memories distorting fact from fiction. Wrapping around his own body as if they searched for an opening.
They were, they felt at him searching for a way in, searching for a way to contaminate his own body the way they had Harrys. He had to get out of Here now. But he couldnt he couldnt move. And then thier was a vioce.
Release them.
That was Harry, Ron was sure of it, in here his vioce should have been strongest. It should have rocked him shatterd his body with it streangth., But its power was barely enough to burn at Rons skin.
You brought them here Harry, you drew them to me.
What he couldnt force his body to do with streangth of will it did out of sheer pain. His body was hit with this second vioce like he was being hit by a giant hippogrif. It tore through his body like a drill littarlly shredding him. His mouth was open in a scream of agony but any sound he made was taken by the tendrils that he now knew belongd to the second vioce.
I SAID LET THEM GO!
His body jerked free of the darkness, in agony and he could hear himself screaming. Where the tendrals had gripped him, the skin had ton loose his skin was shredded in places and all ove it was bright red as if touched by flame. He was aware of none of that he just let out a scream of agony as he felt himself jerk back into his body and great the darkness of unconsusness.
They were in Lupins office again, he was on the floor. Ron blearly opend his eyes, he brought his hands to his eyes, they were still faintly red and thier where cuts on them but otherwise his body apeard normal. He turnd on his back, remus lay spraweld with his eys blinking slowly open. Harry stood above them. His skin was pale and his eyes looked haunted. "He's poisend my very soul. Dont talk to me of any pressur Draco felt from Voldemort!" There wasnt anymore anger in Harrys vioce. Just bleak sadness.
"Harry..." Ron falterd what could he say. What could he do, he looked to remus for help.
"this is a magic i've never seen before Harry. What you just did was a magic never seen before. You didnt even draw your wand!" Lupins vioce was filled with awe and an underlining sadness.
"The wands like a lightning rod, like a cabel. it takes the energy the magic inside of you and channels it for use. I find i no longer need a cabel. His presance inside me is like a bilt in battery. I dont want it. but i cant get rid of him either. Is there any hope for me Remus?" Harry asked, his hair had fallen in front of his eyes, to hide...Tears. Ron shudderd as he climbed to his feet. He crossed the room to Harry, they stared at each other. Eye to eye. "Your my mate and my brother, Harry. If its the last thing i do i'm going to free you from him!"
And that was a promis, Voldemort had put a tiant on Harrys life for the last time!
