A/N I can't believe the success of this fic :D Thank you so much!
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The next morning dawned and Harry snuggled into Draco, seeking contact. Draco curled his arm tighter around him and pulled him closer, placing a kiss on Harry's head.
'I know how to do it Dray.' Draco pulled back to look down at Harry. 'I can get rid of the Dark Mark, and I will.' Draco just stared at him before leaning down for a kiss. Harry returned it before gently pushing Draco off him. 'Not now, I need to see your father.' Draco nodded and pulled back.
Harry swung his legs over the bedside and made his way to the bathroom, muttering to himself. He had told Lucius that the man couldn't eat for 24 hours but Harry knew he could do it, even with food in Lucius' stomach. Feeling positive despite the thing he was about to do, Harry steeped into the shower, washing his hair quickly and scrubbing himself down. Stepping out, he quickly dried himself before shucking into some loose fitting black trousers and a loose white shirt. By the time he entered the bedroom again, Draco had dressed himself, conjured breakfast and even had the bed made. Harry smiled at him before grabbing an apple and leaving the room.
'Got to go Dray, your father needs me.' Draco shook his head before taking an apple also and following Harry.
Harry led him to where the dining room was, throwing open the doors to reveal Lucius and Narcissa eating their own breakfasts. Harry ran forwards and placed his hands on Malfoy senior's to stop him eating.
'You can't eat sir; I need to get rid of your Mark.' Lucius looked at Harry blankly before looking at his wife and his son. Narcissa had a slight frown on her face, Draco was looking at him warily and Harry was bouncing on his feet. 'Please sir, I need to do this…' Lucius nodded dumbly and let Harry lead him to the Blue Conservatory.
'Blue room Potter?' Lucius drawled. Harry nodded eagerly as he set about moving the chairs and furniture about.
'I first challenged the Mark in here; it's the only room it will open up to me in. I need it to open up in order for me to free it. How much had you eaten?' Lucius frowned and shook his head slightly, trying to gather his thoughts.
'I had a few grapes and a slice of grapefruit' Harry beamed at him.
'That's fine; fruit goes straight through your system.' Harry smiled at him again and went back to arranging the furniture. Two chairs were facing each other with the other furniture surrounding it in a circle. One had to climb over something to get to the leading chairs.
'Harry, what's with the weird arrangement?' Harry spared a look at Draco before closing his eyes. Draco felt the hairs at the back of his neck stand up and shivered. Harry reopened his eyes and smiled at him.
'I need to put a boundary up. I don't want the magic of the Mark to escape this room, I thought about placing barriers up which stopped any magic leaving the boundary, I needed to Earth it though so I used the furniture. My Psychic magic did the rest.' Draco just looked at him and smiled, trying to give Harry the impression that he knew what was going on. He didn't have a clue.
'Harry, don't you think you're doing this too fast?' Lucius asked with a concerned voice. Harry stopped moving and looked between each of the Malfoys.
'I thought you wanted me too.' He whispered. Lucius sighed and went over to Harry, placing his hands on the boy's shoulders and looking into his eyes.
'I do want you to, I just don't want you to injure yourself in the process.' He said softly. Harry lowered his gaze.
'I won't get hurt; I know what I'm doing.' Draco stepped forward.
'Do you Harry? Do you really know?' Harry felt impatient.
'Of course I do.' He muttered angrily.
'Harry, dear…yesterday you only found out about Psychic magic, today you're claiming you can control it to get rid of Luc's Mark.' Harry gritted his teeth.
'I know what I'm doing.' He said again. Lucius looked at him warily.
'Are you sure?' Harry exploded.
'Of course I'm sure!' He yelled. 'Look, you either want me to get rid of it or you don't…now is the only opportunity I have, for reasons I will divulge you in later but we need to do it now.' Lucius looked taken back and looked to his wife. Catching her nod of approval, he stepped over an ottoman and settled into one of the chairs. Harry turned to Draco and Narcissa.
'I need you both to leave.' He said softly. 'I'll need to focus on it all and I don't know what the effect of taking it off will have on us. I won't risk you Dray, please, I'll finish as soon as I can…I know what I'm doing.' Draco opened his mouth to argue but Narcissa placed a hand on his arm.
'Dragon, trust him.' Draco glared at Harry but turned and stalked from the room. Harry had revealed to him what he had seen in the Mark last night, now he was asking the blonde to leave and let him deal with it on his own. Draco wasn't happy…and Harry was going to find out about it.
Once they had left, Harry settled into the seat and looked at Lucius.
'What makes you happy?' He asked bluntly. Lucius looked at him before rubbing the back of his neck nervously. 'Lucius, I won't judge you but I need to know in order for this to work.' Lucius nodded.
'My wife.' He blushed. 'My son…seeing them smile, hearing them laugh…makes me smile too.' Harry smiled softly, and then his features hardened.
'What do you hate?' Lucius frowned.
'Him, murder, lies, enslavery, pain...' Lucius broke off and grasped his arm. 'What was that?' He choked out. Harry took the arm into his hand and drew back the sleeve to reveal the Mark moving.
'That was the Mark's response. It binds to your hatred and anger, everyone hates and everyone gets angry. I need you to let go of that hate and anger for this to work. Not forever, just to get this done. I'll use my magic but once I'm in, you won't be able to tell me anything, I'll be lost to you. If you feel angry or hatred, think of your wife and son…it'll weaken the Mark and make it easier for me.' Lucius nodded and Harry closed his eyes.
'Wait.' Lucius leaned forwards and looked into Harry's eyes. 'What makes you happy?' Harry blinked at him before smiling slightly.
'Your son.' He whispered before closing his eyes and giving himself over to his magic.
Lucius felt the change instantly. Harry started breathing heavily and a wind started in the room, his arm tingled where Harry's fingers lay on the skin and then Harry opened his eyes and Lucius gasped. Instead of the purple they had seen the night before, his eyes were pure black with no break in the colour. They seemed to swirl with intensity as Harry looked down to his arm. A wave of hatred washed over him and Lucius felt his anger rise. How dare the Dark 'Lord' tell him what to do? Dictate his life? Harry hissed and Lucius remembered his instructions. Ignoring his anger, Lucius focused on the images he had of his wife and son. Their first kiss, their wedding, Draco's birth, Draco's first Christmas, Draco getting into Hogwarts…the memories flowed and Lucius closed his eyes, losing himself to the peacefulness of it all.
Harry was facing a different battle. The Mark had realised it was being threatened and Harry saw the binds of magic thicken in defence. They sank into Lucius' skin and seemed to sneer at Harry. Harry saw the feeling of hatred and anger wash through Lucius and prayed the older man listened to him. He did. The love and happiness swept through, overpowering the green magic of the Mark and Harry felt victorious for a second. Then the Mark spoke to him.
'You seem so clever young one but you know nothing yet.' Harry felt concern wash over him but brushed it aside, he sneered at the Mark.
'Let him go, you have no hold.' The Mark chuckled.
'I have no hold? Then why am I on his arm?'
'Foolishness, you know you don't belong there, you can feel it.'
'I belong here more than you do.'
'Who are you trying to convince? Me or yourself?'
'But I am here boy, have been for over sixteen years…I have a claim, what's yours?'
'You have no claim.' Harry hissed. 'He no longer wants you; you can tell that by the feelings he is dominating you with.'
'I am not dominated.' The Mark spat back.
'So who bound you then? Who told you your life was to be spent playing messenger between people?'
'I live to serve the Lord.'
'You are not alive.' Harry shot at it.
'The how do I dominate him?' Harry chuckled himself.
'You do not dominate him, he dominates you. He gives you the feeling of life by giving you his feelings. You are no more alive then the chair I'm sat on. You only exist on his feelings of hatred and anger which, might I add, seem to be weakening as do you.'
'You lie…I was promised life forever when I was bound. I left His magic source with the promise that I would live on this one…Why would he lie?'
'He lies to everyone, you just learning that?'
'You lie…' Harry could hear the uncertainty in the Mark's voice.
'No, you're becoming weaker, I can see it.' And he could. Harry saw the green turning a lighter shade, repelled by the blood and the feelings being carried in it.
'I will live forever…' Harry heard the fading of the voice as he concentrated on his magic again.
'No you'll leave and leave now.' Harry envisioned his magic sliding between the green binds and sniping at them and breaking them…
'I'll get you boy….' Was the last thing he heard when a wave of intense pain crashed over him. He reeled back falling from the chair and onto the floor, breaking the connection between him and Lucius and crying out.
Draco burst into the room and ran to Harry's side, pulling the boy into his arms, tears welling in his eyes as he looked at the state of his lover. Harry's once loose shirt was clinging to him with sweat, his nose was bleeding and he was shaking.
'Dray?' Draco looked down at him and smiled.
'Yeah, I'm here.' He whispered. Harry smiled weakly.
'I thought you said you'd stay outside?' Draco chuckled.
'I thought you said you knew what you were doing?' Harry rolled his eyes as best he could.
'I did.' Harry looked to the floor for a moment before looking back up at Draco. 'Dray?'
'Yes babe.' Draco murmured, pushing hair back from Harry's forehead.
'The Mark spoke to me – how weird is that?' Was all Draco heard as Harry went limp in his arms. Panicking, Draco checked for a pulse and was relieved to find one, even if it was a little weak.
'Kinks!' He cried. The House Elf appeared in an instant.
'Yes Mater Draco?'
'Take Harry back to my rooms and watch him until I return.' Draco commanded before watching the elf disappear with a crack.
'Draco!' Draco turned to see his mother leaning over an unconscious Lucius. Making his way over quickly, Draco knelt down by his mother. She was holding back Lucius' shirt sleeve and staring at Draco with an unreadable expression on her face…
Draco looked down at his father's arm...
A/N So I know it was short and I'm sorry but I found this really hard to write !
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