Chapter 11: Healing a broken body and soul

Notes: Hello lovelies, sorry about the long wait yet again, I was having difficulty with finding time to write between my classes and homework; and when I did have time I just didn't have the inspiration. The semester is coming to an end next month, so hopefully I can have a more reliable updating schedule instead of being willynilly about times and how long I go without posting. Lots of Love and thanks to amandadubose88 (found on AO3) on here for being my beta and reading over this chapter; couldn't have done it without you sweetie! And all of you lovelies and your awesome comments and being so understanding about what takes so long, so thank you. :)

Anyways this chapter is another lengthy chapter to make up for the long wait I think it's about 3k nothing like the previous chapter but still longer then what I usually post so I do hope you enjoy it!

Lunch was surprisingly very good, we had a goblin homemade soup and homemade bread that was like eating a cloud. Both packed with so much flavor! Along with an herbal tea that was paired with everything. I mean nothing can live up to the food at Hogwarts, but this is a close second.

Mrs. Mal- Cissa was trying to get the recipe out of Ragnok, but he would just smile avoiding the question each time. It seems that anything that is Goblin made will stay with the Goblin race. The only chance you ever have getting anything out of them was when they felt like you deserve something like that or you make a bargain with them.

All the while we were enjoying our meal, Mr. Malfoy was pouring over my reports regarding the Heirlooms, family items, blood items, books, money, and whatever could possibly be put into a vault here.

He circled areas that concerned him, hummed when something pleased him and sneered when he saw my guardian's name quickly scribbling notes out around those areas. He was slowly making progress, but it was time consuming and something we didn't have time to do today; but I guess he knew that already as he started to put papers back into order at the end of the lunch break.

"Before heading to the Healing room Ragnok I would like to take the moment to discuss what I have found while reading over just a small portion of these reports." Mr. Malfoy said, "I know we have a schedule to keep, but I would like to get this handled while we are down in the Healing room, or at least begin the process of fixing everything this guardian," he hissed the word with much distain, "has done wrong and stolen from this poor boy."

Ragnok sat straight up; face drawn both in anger and distain, "What you are stating is something of the highest treason here, so tread carefully here Lord Malfoy for if you are wrong, then you will not like the consequences. You are saying that a Goblin has been knowingly committing such acts of stealing."

"Ragnok, I know that you Goblins take guarding this bank and all those who leave our things with you with the upmost importance. But what I am saying is no lie. Those papers that Harry supposedly signed off on the dates aren't even adding up, some even dating back to when he was 2 and could not yet write his own name. Other times the guardian even just signed his own name in the spot where Harry's was supposed to be." Mr. Malfoy paused taking a breath, "I would like to have these accounts taken care of free of charge with the accusation that a certain Goblin was helping a Wizard steal from another line."

Ragnok narrowed his eyes before putting his hand out silently demanding the papers to read over what Mr. Malfoy had found. He snatches the offending papers flipping through them, his mouth set in a sneer showing off his pointy teeth as he scrutinized the records. It was only a few minutes his sneer darkened, his face now set in a snarl. He snarled something in Gobbledegook.

We sat there in silence; Ragnok gathered all the documents together, in haste, when the door opened slowly, and another goblin walked in. He seemed older then Ragnok, his glasses sat on his crooked nose not even tossing as a glance as he walked behind the desk. Speaking fast in Gobbledegook the two goblins went about fixing whatever was wrong.

It was then the new Goblin turned to face me. "We apologize that such things have happened, You guardian of your accounts, will be punished to the maximum extent we can provide as well as never allowing his line to come to this bank ever again. As for the goblin he will be taken before our king, he will be stripped of his position and most like either forfeit his life or be sent to work the rest of his life in mines."

I gulped, not liking what was the outcome for the poor goblin; but held my tongue, knowing that this was not the place for me to speak.

"We will work fast to recover everything that was taken from the vaults that were in use, free of charge of yourselves, but those offending will be paying us. To also show our sympathy your healing session will be free as well since we have caused such trouble to your own. Do you have further questions?"

"J-Just one sir…" I gulped, stuttering speaking to the goblins. (Have I ever said that goblins scare me?) He nodded at me prompting me to speak with haste, "W-Who was my guardian?" Both goblins sneered even more, very unhappy with the question I asked.

"Young Lord, the guardian was Professor Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore."

I blinked once, twice, thrice before going slack jawed. This man ruined my life and was trying to steal from me?! This man had no respect and was just stepping all over me at this point!

I shook myself from the stupor of thoughts. "t-thank you for telling me, I needed to know. If it's alright I will let you deal with in your ways," I bowed a little; feeling like that was the right thing to do at this point in time.

The older goblin inclined his head before he smiled and took the papers from Ragnok and making his way out of the room.

"Now with that out of the way Please Lord Potter-Black follow me to the healing rooms. We are a little off schedule, but the healers will understand once I inform them of what has taken place." He looked at us sternly, "I am going to inform you of what is going to happen and rules that need to be followed once there. Lord and Lady Malfoy, we will ask you to wait outside the healing room while in session, so we can focus on what needs to be done. Not at any point are you allowed to enter, you can mess with the balance of magic in the room and cause horrible consequences, so please wait outside until a healer comes and grants you permission to enter." He then turned his stern look on to me and Draco, "we are allowing Heir Malfoy in since he is the Dom in your relationship and needs to be there both to assure his mate is fine, but also we are using some of his magic to help the process since they are connected as destined mates. As for you Harry you are going to be asked to strip yourself of your clothing to enter the herbal bath where you stay for the deration of the healing process. This bath is designed to help pull out foreign magic potions and poisons from the body, it will be painful and a long arduous process, and it will most likely leave you exhausted magically physically and mentally the next few days. Your mate will feel the effects just a little bit but nothing to the same extent, he might be tired for a few hours but will be fine after. Are you sure you want to go through this process?"

At this point anyone foolish enough to say they weren't scared would be a liar, I was beyond terrified at what could happen; but I nodded my head not trusting my voice at the moment, my hand finding Draco's for reassurance that everything was going to be alright.

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The walk was short, but very tense; with every step we took bringing us closer to the healing room. I was beyond nervous by how Ragnok was explaining things. It sounded like it was going to be a very painful experience.

I was clinging to Draco as my anchor, my lifeline. A lump in my throat that would not go away my legs felt heavier with every step. It took all my will power not to turn back around and run out of the bank at that moment. I know that I had to go through this to get rid of all the potions that might be in my body, or any dark spells people could have cast on me. This needed to be done.

During my little freak-out, I didn't notice that we had arrived at our destination. I was startled from my thoughts when Ragnok spoke up.

"Right through those doors they are expecting you Lord Potter-Black and Heir Malfoy, make sure to be as polite as possible to the healers and obey their commands. They are there to ensure that this healing process is done with the upmost precision and that no harm comes to the healer nor to the patient." I nodded before casting my gaze at the door leading to the healing room, or should they think to rename it the healing pool? The door was massive, if I wanted to take in the whole door I needed to crane my neck back to look up, it was made of an ancient looking wood and had the tree of life engraved on it with other warn looking runes on it.

With a squeeze to Draco and glancing at him seeing him looking back with concern. I smiled, which I'm pretty sure it looked like a grimace at this point; but hey at least I tried, before I nodded at him. He nodded back before taking a step forward towards the door pulling me along, I was thankful because I don't think that I could have brought myself to do such a thing. The door cracked open on its own, just enough for me and Draco to squeeze through before closing firmly behind us.

Upon entering the room, my senses where overcome with the smell of herbs smoking; my eyes watering from the smoke-filled room. I heard chanting, and the light dripping of water. I looked down at my feet and saw the room glowing in runes. I kind of wish I took the rune class now. It might not be too late to change my elective and try to catch up if I really tried.

A clearing of a throat brought my attention to a healer goblin, you can tell the difference between a healer and clerk goblin just by the way they dressed. While clerk and accounting goblins wore suits and ties or dress robes, healer goblins where dressed in robes that where white and gold or as I spied another goblin behind the one addressing us white and silver,

"Lord Potter-Black, Heir Malfoy, we must make haste if we are to get started on this ritual. It will take a while for us to finish. Heir Malfoy please follow Treasia she will lead you to your power circle where you are to stay and channel your magic during this process. Lord Potter-Black follow me, we are going to take you to the area where you will disrobe and then we will paint runes upon you in an herb mixture to help the process in the pool."

I looked up at Draco in fear not wanting to be separated from my mate right now, I felt him tug me into an embrace, "It's going to be alright, they are here to help, once they are done you are not leaving my arms for the rest of the day and maybe even well into tomorrow with everything that has happened."

I flushed at the thought of being cocooned in Draco's arms, but I felt like I needed it too, curse these subs instincts! I felt Draco's soft lips brush against my temple, "It's alright Little one, we will get through this. Go with the Healer." I looked up at my Dom's trusting silver eyes, they were shining like mercury much like the night he saved me, and knew I was safe. I nodded reluctantly and slipped from the embrace to follow my goblin to the area.

It was a blur of motion, since I was just a bundle of nerves at this point. I disrobed not liking my body on display for others than my mate to see, but happy to see I had come a long way since entering the care of my mate. Long gone where the bruises and lashes, just scars upon my back from the old healed wounds. Sadly I am just as skinny. I was slowly putting on weight, but you could still see my ribs and hip bones, but my stomach was no longer caving into itself; I am almost human looking and not a skeleton.

I kneeled before the goblins, and they went to work with the brushes, painting the ancient runes upon my body. I could feel the power from each as they flowed together. It was a quick process, and by the time they were through my body was just covered in the swirls of runes of a black inky mix. It was then I was led out back into the main room where the pool was.

"Lord Potter-Black you are to go to the middle of the pool and lie on your back. Allow your body to be carried by the water. Close your eyes and focus on the outside magic, feel for your mate and feel the pull he has upon you and your magic. Just focus on that and nothing else."

I looked into the goblins eyes as he stressed the fact to just feel Draco's magic, just allow myself to almost drown in the feeling of his magic. I nodded; a little confused on what was going to happen but would go along with it.

I waded out to the center of the pool, and slowly allowed myself to lean back into the water. After the black lake, I was not all that excited about being back in the water, but it must be done. The water covered my ears; making everything sound distant, making it easier to blackout the outside sounds.

The water was warm, but not hot. It was like I was floating on nothing. The air was still smoky; musky but now more doable, after being in the room for a while; almost relaxing. My eyes slowly drifted shut.

I was at peace, my body floating in nothingness. It seemed like all my senses where cut off. I slowly reached out, seeking something, what was I supposed to seek?

There! A silver, glowing brightly in the distance, beckoning to me. I felt my own magic wanting to join in. I cast myself closer to the flickering silver glow it felt warm, safe, familiar, home. This was Draco's magic! This is what I was supposed to find. I smiled as I drifted closer. I gasped as I felt our magics meet, entangle together as one. I saw the silvery-blue of his magic swirling together in a calm pattern while mine was a green and gold ball of excitement, rushing to meet; and when they collided, it was beautiful. The flow of Blue and green together, intermingling; while the gold excitably wove in and out between the silver.

But that moment of peace; the moment of safeness was short lived. Pain echoed through my being; my magic rushed back to myself as I felt like I was being ripped in half. This pain was worse than any beating I took from my uncle. I think I heard myself screaming, but I am not too sure. The air became hotter and hard to breathe. It was much like I was suffocating. I felt, more then saw Draco's magic; roar in anger and fear. His magic cocooning me, as if to protect me from such pain.

I have no idea how long that went on, before it stopped, but I dared not open my eyes, much less I didn't think I could. I felt tired; but not overly tired, as Draco's magic purred in delight at the lack of pain. It was again short lived, before the tugging of my body continued; and this went on for what felt like ages. One moment it was pain free. I could enjoy the flow of mine and Draco's magic together; before a body ripping pain interrupted the peace. I felt myself growing weaker each time. My body tired of the fighting; wanting nothing more than to rest; but it seemed like there was no end in sight.

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It felt like hours; my body was beyond tired. My mind in a hazy fog most of the time. Even the joyous colorful magic of mine and Draco's could no longer fight the pain that seemed to fill every part of my body. I know my throat was raw from all the screaming I had done. As for the rest of myself; I had no clue. It feels like I have been set alight, then doused with freezing icy water multiple times. Now every part of me burned right down to the ends of my hair. But it came in shorter spurts now; and the pain less intense. The only thing that didn't seem to go away was the pressure in my head right where my scar was, along with the bite from the basilisk that was healed with phoenix tears, and the scar that Wormtail had so lovingly gave me. Those pains stayed with me through the entire ritual; flaring up to a sharp stabbing pain when it was done.

It was quiet for several minutes, then I almost sobbed in relief. It was the tail-tell sign with the magic dimming in the room and the heated air cooling; that it was done. I wanted to open my eyes, but I was so weak and tired that I couldn't do anything but float there.

It was just a moment later when someone entered the water. I felt the water rippling around my limp body, as someone moved closer. Warm strong arms picked me up and cradled me to a strong chest. The smell of my mate's scent wafted into my nose. I let out a whine at both the pain the movement caused my body, as well as relief to be in the arms of my mate, safe.

A low grumbling coo entered my ears. It sounded musical to me, as my mate calmed me and my aching body down with just the single note.

"Rest little one. We will take care of you." Draco's musical voice entered my ear. The command and the response was almost instantaneous. My body stopped fighting to stay awake, along with my mind; and soon I was drifting into the black veil of unconsciousness.