Too many years
A Slytherin student was confused and shocked when he saw Draco being carried to the infirmary,lifeless. He only needed one warning look from Snape to stop staring and run away. Dumbledore, amazingly strong for his age, put Draco on an empty bed and kneeled next to him.
"Albus, please, this is not the solution...!" Snape almost yelled when Dumbledore took Draco's hand.
"Severus, don't make me force you." the headmaster warned.
"What does he want from you?" Hermione asked confused.
"He...he wants to give his life to Draco." Snape whispered, "Albus, we need your guidance here, you can't do this! I won't do this!"
"Severus!" Dumbledore spoke with a hard voice that didn't want any argument, "Listen to me. I've lived for two hundred wonderful years, now I want to give the boy the same chance."
Snape wanted to protest, but he knew it was impossible to argue with Albus Dumbledore. He stared at the floor and drew his wand.
"Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione muttered.
Dumbledore looked at Hermione, the bright twinkle in his eyes felt comforting. It seemed to tell her not to worry about him. Then he nodded to Snape.
Snape lifted his wand, aiming but not looking. Suddenly, with a loud "BENG!" Harry came bursting into the room.
"STOP!" he yelled, "Stop! Professor Dumbledore doesn't have to give his life!"
Snape quickly put away his wand and said: "Explain!"
Harry took a deep breath and said: "Professor Dumbledore has found a cure after he got a letter from the Ministry Department of Mystification. Me. I have the strength to fight an Avada Kadavra Curse..."
"That's true Harry," Dumbledore quickly interrupted, "But you haven't heard the whole explanation, 'cause I had to come to the infirmary..."
"A boy is dying here!" Snape yelled, "Whatever the cure is, give it to him Mr Potter!"
Before Dumbledore could stop him, Harry ran to Draco and took his hand.
"You must put the spell on us," he said to Snape, "It's 'Transmeo Vigor'."
Snape pulled his wand and put the spell on the boys. A bright white ray of light shot from his wand and curled itself around the boy's hands. "You are going to regret this, Severus!" Dumbledore said calmly, but angrier than they had ever seen him.
"The spell has been set, now it takes a few minutes." Harry explained, not understanding Dumbledore's anger.
"What does the spell do?" Hermione asked concerned.
Harry smiled proudly. "I have this energy that's enormously. I didn't know it but it's being studied at the Department of Mystification. It's a very strong power, as we all know, given by my mother. Now I'm giving a bit of that energy to Draco. It will give him his lifetime his. It's equal to the year that my parents have given me their love," Harry turned a bit sad, "It's also equal to one year of my life that will be gone."
"Dumbledore, you wanted to give your whole life for one year of Mr Potter?" Snape asked confused.
The light around the boys hand became gold with red sparks, when Dumbledore said with a gravely voice: "Harry was right, and very wrong at the same time. If it was one year he had to give, I would encouraged him to do something very noble. I wouldn't have had the thought to give my whole life. But Harry hasn't heard the whole story..."
The light around the hands became so bright now, that you couldn't look directly at it. It went through Harry's veins into his heart where it took some of his energy, then the light returned to Draco's hand,where it paused for a moment. Then it went to his heart.
"Too late..." Dumbledore whispered.
The pink colour returned to Draco's face and the blue shade disappeared. Nothing further happened for a few minutes, then suddenly Draco took a deep breath and he opened his eyes, which caried a shocked expression.
He slowly sat upright and looked confused to all the people who stared at him. Then he looked at his hand, which Harry still held. He quickly pulled it away and said: "Jezus Potter, are you gay or something?"
Everyone looked shocked, except for Dumbledore. Harry's mouth dropped open, he had just given a piece of his life to Malfoy and that was all he could come up with? Angry, he stood up and he wanted to run away, when his knees gave up and he fell on the ground.
"Professor, why am I so weak?" Harry asked confused to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore helped him to stand up and supported him. He replied with a sad expression: "Harry, you just didn't give one year of your life to Mr Malfoy, but ten."
Harry looked shocked and he fell on the ground when his knees failed him again.
"Ten?!? How...how..." was all he could say.
"You didn't let me finish my sentence a few minutes ago," Dumbledore said, while he picked Harry up again, "I said you would give one year of your life...tenfold."
Madam Pomfrey quickly lay Harry on a bed, before he cold fall down again.
"Shouldn't Potter be playing the hero right now by trying to win the Triwizard Tournament? Draco asked.
Hermione, who had observed the whole thing in silence, looked at Draco. He, in return, looked at her.
"Well, well," he said, "If it isn't our little mu..."
He couldn't finish his sentence, because Dumbledore had put a Quietus Charm on his voice.
"Before I could forget," Dumbledore said unhappily, "Harry got one number right. He didn't give one year of his life to Mr Malfoy but, because of the spell, Draco has lost one year of his memory."
Author's note: yes, you can start throwing bottles and stuff at my head now! It's been more than 5 months since I've updated and I'm very sorry for that. I pressume I had something like writer's block. But since I've read OOTP, I knew how to go on (with that mysterie department thing) I'm going to make it up to you by putting an extra scene in the story, somewhere in the beginning. It'll be called 'The cupboard under the stairs'. Anyways, I'm going to write further, 'cause my head's back full with wacky ideas!
Your humble writer, Ravenklauw
A Slytherin student was confused and shocked when he saw Draco being carried to the infirmary,lifeless. He only needed one warning look from Snape to stop staring and run away. Dumbledore, amazingly strong for his age, put Draco on an empty bed and kneeled next to him.
"Albus, please, this is not the solution...!" Snape almost yelled when Dumbledore took Draco's hand.
"Severus, don't make me force you." the headmaster warned.
"What does he want from you?" Hermione asked confused.
"He...he wants to give his life to Draco." Snape whispered, "Albus, we need your guidance here, you can't do this! I won't do this!"
"Severus!" Dumbledore spoke with a hard voice that didn't want any argument, "Listen to me. I've lived for two hundred wonderful years, now I want to give the boy the same chance."
Snape wanted to protest, but he knew it was impossible to argue with Albus Dumbledore. He stared at the floor and drew his wand.
"Professor Dumbledore?" Hermione muttered.
Dumbledore looked at Hermione, the bright twinkle in his eyes felt comforting. It seemed to tell her not to worry about him. Then he nodded to Snape.
Snape lifted his wand, aiming but not looking. Suddenly, with a loud "BENG!" Harry came bursting into the room.
"STOP!" he yelled, "Stop! Professor Dumbledore doesn't have to give his life!"
Snape quickly put away his wand and said: "Explain!"
Harry took a deep breath and said: "Professor Dumbledore has found a cure after he got a letter from the Ministry Department of Mystification. Me. I have the strength to fight an Avada Kadavra Curse..."
"That's true Harry," Dumbledore quickly interrupted, "But you haven't heard the whole explanation, 'cause I had to come to the infirmary..."
"A boy is dying here!" Snape yelled, "Whatever the cure is, give it to him Mr Potter!"
Before Dumbledore could stop him, Harry ran to Draco and took his hand.
"You must put the spell on us," he said to Snape, "It's 'Transmeo Vigor'."
Snape pulled his wand and put the spell on the boys. A bright white ray of light shot from his wand and curled itself around the boy's hands. "You are going to regret this, Severus!" Dumbledore said calmly, but angrier than they had ever seen him.
"The spell has been set, now it takes a few minutes." Harry explained, not understanding Dumbledore's anger.
"What does the spell do?" Hermione asked concerned.
Harry smiled proudly. "I have this energy that's enormously. I didn't know it but it's being studied at the Department of Mystification. It's a very strong power, as we all know, given by my mother. Now I'm giving a bit of that energy to Draco. It will give him his lifetime his. It's equal to the year that my parents have given me their love," Harry turned a bit sad, "It's also equal to one year of my life that will be gone."
"Dumbledore, you wanted to give your whole life for one year of Mr Potter?" Snape asked confused.
The light around the boys hand became gold with red sparks, when Dumbledore said with a gravely voice: "Harry was right, and very wrong at the same time. If it was one year he had to give, I would encouraged him to do something very noble. I wouldn't have had the thought to give my whole life. But Harry hasn't heard the whole story..."
The light around the hands became so bright now, that you couldn't look directly at it. It went through Harry's veins into his heart where it took some of his energy, then the light returned to Draco's hand,where it paused for a moment. Then it went to his heart.
"Too late..." Dumbledore whispered.
The pink colour returned to Draco's face and the blue shade disappeared. Nothing further happened for a few minutes, then suddenly Draco took a deep breath and he opened his eyes, which caried a shocked expression.
He slowly sat upright and looked confused to all the people who stared at him. Then he looked at his hand, which Harry still held. He quickly pulled it away and said: "Jezus Potter, are you gay or something?"
Everyone looked shocked, except for Dumbledore. Harry's mouth dropped open, he had just given a piece of his life to Malfoy and that was all he could come up with? Angry, he stood up and he wanted to run away, when his knees gave up and he fell on the ground.
"Professor, why am I so weak?" Harry asked confused to Dumbledore.
Dumbledore helped him to stand up and supported him. He replied with a sad expression: "Harry, you just didn't give one year of your life to Mr Malfoy, but ten."
Harry looked shocked and he fell on the ground when his knees failed him again.
"Ten?!? How...how..." was all he could say.
"You didn't let me finish my sentence a few minutes ago," Dumbledore said, while he picked Harry up again, "I said you would give one year of your life...tenfold."
Madam Pomfrey quickly lay Harry on a bed, before he cold fall down again.
"Shouldn't Potter be playing the hero right now by trying to win the Triwizard Tournament? Draco asked.
Hermione, who had observed the whole thing in silence, looked at Draco. He, in return, looked at her.
"Well, well," he said, "If it isn't our little mu..."
He couldn't finish his sentence, because Dumbledore had put a Quietus Charm on his voice.
"Before I could forget," Dumbledore said unhappily, "Harry got one number right. He didn't give one year of his life to Mr Malfoy but, because of the spell, Draco has lost one year of his memory."
Author's note: yes, you can start throwing bottles and stuff at my head now! It's been more than 5 months since I've updated and I'm very sorry for that. I pressume I had something like writer's block. But since I've read OOTP, I knew how to go on (with that mysterie department thing) I'm going to make it up to you by putting an extra scene in the story, somewhere in the beginning. It'll be called 'The cupboard under the stairs'. Anyways, I'm going to write further, 'cause my head's back full with wacky ideas!
Your humble writer, Ravenklauw