A/N Final chapter! Yes there will be a sequel!!!!!
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Emma stared down at Harry on the floor and sighed softly. She looked up to see Lucius hugging Draco and smiled a little; her father wasn't as cold-hearted as most people believed. She looked back down at Harry and moved his shirt aside, examining the skull marring the skin. Running her fingers over it, she drew them back sharply as if burned when the skull grew then shrunk slightly. Looking back to make sure no one had seen, she saw her mother ushering Alistair and Annalise out the room. Taking a breath., she closed her eyes and brought her magic forwards as her father had once taught her. Opening her eyes, she saw the gold of Harry's magic battling with the green of the skull's and sent her white forward. She focused on it and watched as it sliced through the green, relinquishing its hold on Harry's. She pulled it back to gain strength and was about to send it forwards once more when she was roughly shoved to the side.
"What do you think you're doing?" Draco yelled as he leant over Harry. Emma shook her head as if to clear it and looked to Harry from her position on the floor. Harry was writhing and arching from the floor as if it was burning his back. Draco straddled him in a bid to still the movements but it was to no avail, Harry just bucked beneath him. Glaring at Emma, Draco called for Kinks and ordered the house elf to apparate Harry to their room before standing and letting the elf hold onto Harry. Once Harry had disappeared, Draco rounded on Emma.
"Do you have any idea what you could have done?" He hissed at her. Emma hung her head.
"I was only trying to help." She said quietly. Draco sneered.
"With what? You think we haven't tried everything? There is no way to save him Emma! We can't do anything and now he's going to die. Just don't bother helping him, you'll only make it worse." Narcissa stepped forward.
"Draco we don't know Harry's fate…" She started. Draco whirled around to face her.
"Yes we do. We know exactly what will happen. The Dark Lord would never put the mark on just anybody, it's not meant to come off! Harry can't handle the pain and anger…it's killing him." Lucius placed a hand on Draco's shoulder.
"Draco, you don't know that for certain." Draco faced his father with tears lining his eyes.
"Don't I?" He asked softly before leaving the room, silence following him.
"I was only trying to help." Emma said quietly, as she knelt up. Narcissa knelt down with her daughter and hugged her.
"We know sweetheart," she said, "Draco's a little tense but this is a hard time for him." Emma pulled back.
"You think I don't know that? I walked through the floo and the first thing that hit me was the smell of misery. The feel of failure and disappointment all over the manor. You don't understand though." Emma looked at her father. "I can save him."
Lucius smiled sadly and came to kneel by his daughter.
"Em, dear, Harry's case is not as simple as it seems." Emma rolled her eyes.
"His magic's golden father, mine is white. I know how to relinquish holds of magic on anything, you taught me that. Let me test it please." Lucius shook his head. "Why not?!" Emma cried. "You're always saying the only way to know your limits and abilities is to test them…how can I do that if you don't let me?"
"Luc, what is she on about?" Lucius sighed.
"Two years ago I helped Emma tune her psychic ability so she is able to manipulate it in any way she wants. She could very well manipulate it to abort the Dark Mark from Harry." Narcissa frowned in confusion.
"So why won't you allow her to?" She questioned. Lucius sighed and looked out the window.
"It was the same method Harry was using in trying to help me." Narcissa nodded in understanding, she turned to her daughter.
"Emma, we can't risk it sweetheart." Emma jumped to her feet.
"My magic is stronger than Harry's in this sense. His is golden because he has used it to duel in battles for the greater good. Mine is white because it is pure. I have had no need to duel or anything, my magic is untainted. I can do this." Lucius whipped around to look at his daughter.
"You can't and you won't. Emma, we will find another way." Emma glared at him.
"And how long will that take? The day of his death? The day before? The day after? He's running out of time…we can all see it father, let me do this."
"No!" Lucius bellowed. Emma jumped and bowed her head. Narcissa slowly stood and placed a hand on Emma's shoulder.
"Em, I think it's best if we leave it until we know for sure something will help and cure Harry." Emma nodded, and idea already forming in her head. Lucius nodded in satisfaction and left the room, his wife following.
Emma heard them leave and started pacing. They were wrong and she knew it. She had the psychic ability to do this and who would stop her? The only reason no one else could do it was because her magic was purer than anyone else's there. If she saw Harry in his room, she could help him there. The process was shirt but taxing…she'd have enough time. But could she disobey her father? Shaking her head, she told herself that when she saved Harry, everyone would be too elated at that to remember she had disobeyed her father.
*
Draco stood over Harry, staring down at him and wondering what Harry had done to deserve this. All he wanted was for his father to be free from Voldemort and Harry had helped him achieve this. Now he was suffering the repercussions and Draco was powerless to help.
"This wasn't supposed to happen." He murmured as he pushed the hair back from Harry's forehead.
"I know." Harry stirred and blinked up at the blonde leaning over him. Draco smiled softly before gently nudging Harry's side.
"Scoot." He said as he settled in beside the raven haired boy. Harry moved over and nestled in Draco's arms. Hey stayed in that silence for several minutes, each seeking comfort from the other.
"I need Emma, Dray." Harry whispered after a while. Draco stiffened and pulled Harry minutely closer.
"Well that's a blow to the ego." He joked. Harry chuckled lowly and snuggled further into Draco's chest; he loved the possessive-covered-with-nonchalant-phrases side of Draco but he really did need Emma.
"I'm serious Draco. The reason I fell unconscious is because the snake had left me...the mark. It was the pain that made me pass out. But then Emma helped me, the pain went – well the majority of it anyway- and she almost saved me. Then my 'knight in Malfoy robes' came and shoved her over and stopped her." Draco blushed.
"How did you know it was her? Or me for that matter? Or even that I shoved her over? It could have been anyone." Harry shook his head.
"I'd never encountered her magic before and i wasn't Annalise's or Alistair's because it had the foundations of Lucius in it. As for how I knew it was you, I think by know I'd recognize my love's magic don't you?" Draco blushed and looked out to the window. "I knew you shoved her because your magic was angry and then the connection Emma had to mine was broken and it was the sort of thing you would do to get closer to me – shove someone." Harry tilted his head and kissed Draco's chest and Draco felt calmer but not at ease.
"I still don't see how my thirteen year old sister can do what Severus Snape couldn't." Draco said defiantly; Harry sighed and leant up to look at Draco.
"His magic wasn't pure enough." He said simply. Draco frowned.
"I don't -" Draco was cut off by the door banging open.
"Draco, get out of the bed – I need Harry on his own for this to work." Emma burst into the room and locked it using several advanced charms. She turned to see Draco still i the bed. "Now!" She cried.
Draco refused until Harry nudged him gently and nodded. Sighing, Draco kissed Harry softly before stepping out the bed and leaning on the dresser. Emma knelt by the bed before taking Harry's hand and massaging it gently in her hands.
"Emma, what are you doing?" Emma looked up at her brother before massaging Harry's arm where the Dark Mark resided on Death Eaters.
"Saving Harry." She said simply. Draco rolled his eyes.
"I can maybe understand saving him, but what does massaging his arms and chest have to do with it?" Sure enough, Emma was massaging the area around the Dark Mark with a determined expression on her face. Harry just closed his eyes as his magic reached out for the touch; the Dark Mark had another idea. Sending a blazing heat around him, Harry bit the inside of his cheek to save worrying Draco but trying to ease the pain.
"I need to familiarize Harry with my magic. Back in the dining room, the reason Harry as arching and writhing was that his magic didn't know mine so fought it. The Mark only has one band left but it's the one with the strongest hold on it...I'll need to focus all my magic on it rather than fighting Harry's too." She turned to face Harry again. "I need to kiss you." She said softly.
"What?!" Both boys cried out; Emma sighed.
"Massaging him can only do so much, he needs to trust me. There are all sorts of tests for this but kissing is the quickest way. We don't have time to do any others." Draco frowned and shook his head.
"There has to be another way." He said sternly. Emma rolled her eyes.
"Draco, we have ten minutes, tops, and you know the other trust exercises, they'll take too long. It's not as if I'll run off with Harry either – I'm not that Weasley girl." Draco smiled slightly before looking at Harry.
"Draco, it's just a kiss, if it rids me of this thing...surely it will be worth it. You know it won't mean anything." Harry pleaded with Draco with his eyes and Draco felt his resolve break.
"Okay." He said closing his eyes, watching his boyfriend kiss his sister was not something he wanted to watch. Emma nodded and placed her lips over Harry's. Moving them over his softly, she felt his magic come out, questioning, to hers. Sending hers out in reply, she felt them mingle and tangle within each other. Then another came and battled down hers, sending it away. Harry's came back pulling hers in and allowing hers to mingle with the foreign one. The three types mingled and tangled as Emma pulled away. Chuckling she turned to Draco.
"Quite some hold on him you have." Draco frowned at her. "Your magic imprint came out of his and fought mine for getting too close." Draco blushed and looked at Harry. Jaw dropping open, he knelt by the bed. Harry was breathing deeply but raggedly, the Mark a hideous red. Emma placed her hand on Draco's shoulder.
"He's not in pain." She whispered. "The Mark is - it now has three magics working against it. Quite the challenge." Draco nodded.
"You're sure he's not in pain?" Emma nodded and Draco stood. "What now?"
"Now I save him." Emma said softly.
"How?" Draco looked at her then back down at Harry confusion gracing his features.
"I can't explain, it will take too much time but you have to trust me."
"Em, I don't think -"
"Draco, when have I ever given you reason not to trust me?" Draco had a flashback of one visit Emma made and he had told her he was gay and begged her not to tell their parents. She never had.
"Alright." He whispered. Emma smiled and took Harry's hands on hers.
Closing her eyes, she brought her magic forward and sent it to the Mark. Opening her eyes she saw the green of the mark come out and throw itself headlong into hers. Emma focused on her white magic and split it in two and kept on battling with the green and sent the other under it and attack the bottom of the strand coming out of Harry's chest. The Mark split it's magic and sent threads to fight hers. Gold filtered though Harry's chest to assist her white and they battled with the green. The green threads thinned and withdrew slightly to Harry's chest more but remained there. Emma panicked when she realized that even with Harry's magic they couldn't eliminate the last hold the Mark had with Harry. Just as she considered withdrawing her magic, a silver thread floated by her. Sending another white out, she entwined it with the silver and sent the both at Harry and the green magic. They joined the gold and white and sliced through the green magic and Emma watched with satisfaction as the green died and wilted.
Closing her eyes once more, she shook her head and brought her magic in and waited for it to calm. Once it calmed, she opened her eyes to see Draco in a lip lock with Harry. Smiling she cleared her throat. Both boys broke off and looked other sheepishly. Shaking her head, Emma accepted Draco's help and stood again, looking over at Harry's chest.
"It's gone." Harry said proudly, pushing his chest out in pride, and it was. Harry's chest was perfect once more and she had helped. Bursting with pride, Emma jumped onto the bed and hugged Harry tightly. Draco smiled and joined them. Harry scooted over so Emma was in the middle.
"So how did you do it Em?" Draco asked, smoothing her hair for her; Emma smiled up at him.
"My magic is pure. Harry's is golden because he's fought with it but for the good cause. Yours, Draco, is silver because it's weaker but still has some level of purity to it. I sent mine to the Mark but it was that little stronger than mine, due to being completely being dark. While the front of it fought with the front of mine, I sent a strand down to the base and Harry's gold came out to help but it wasn't enough. Then yours came, Dray, I entwined it with mine which in turn twined with Harry's and sliced the band the Mark had on Harry." Draco smiled and kissed the top of her head.
"Thanks Emma." Harry said and hugged her tightly.
"Emma Johanna Malfoy! Open this door!" Emma squeaked and buried under the covers as her father yelled through the door at her. Harry looked at Draco.
"How does your father it's Emma's locking charm?" Draco chuckled.
"When Emma was about six, she accidentally set a house elf free during a summer visit. Father was not best pleased and Emma knew it so she locked herself in her room...with the same charms she uses every time she locks something." Harry nodded in understanding.
"It wasn't funny!" Emma queaked from under the covers.
"Surely your father is not that bad?" Draco just looked at Harry and Harry winced. Reaching down he pulled Emma back out and brushed her hair back, looking her in the eyes.
"I won't let your father do anything but I will teach you new charms so maybe Draco can take the blame when you next lock something."
"Hey!" Draco cried as Emma giggled. Harry just shook his head at Draco.
"Will you unlock the door please Emma?" Emma paused for a minute but nodded when the knocking got harder. Waving her wand, she lifted the charm, only to duck under the covers when her father burst trough the doors, followed by her mother.
"Where is she?" He demanded. Harry and Draco shared a look before looking down at the cover. Lucius' lips turned up in a smile. "Hiding. Not very Malfoy like is it Emma?" Lucius questioned, amusement evident in his voice. Emma peeked from below the covers and smiled sheepishly.
"Hi dad." She said. Harry and Draco burst out laughing as did Narcissa and even Lucius had to shake his head in amusement. Then the reason he was angry came back.
"Why did you lock the door?" He asked in a deathly quiet tone. Emma looked to Draco for help but he shook his head – their symbol for telling the other no to lie.
"I...I...I saved Harry." She whispered. Lucius paled.
"You did what?" He demanded. Emma gulped.
"I used my psychic magic and got rid of the Dark Mark from Harry's chest." Emma said more confidently. Lucius stared at her. Worry, panic and anger consumed him.
"After I expressively told you not to?" Emma shrunk back as Narcissa edged to the bed.
"I knew I could do it!" Lucius scowled.
"But you didn't! It was a crazy risk that you could not ascertain what the outcome was! You deliberately disobeyed me." Emma's eyes filled up with tears, she hated her father being angry...especially at her.
"Daddy, I just wanted to help." Lucius closed his eyes against the anger.
"I know Em, but that's all Harry wanted to do...look where he ended. What if the same had happened to you? You're not as strong as Harry, you could have died!" Emma scoffed.
"Lucius -"
"Not now Cissy." Lucius cut his wife off.
"I didn't though Dad, I saved him. Emma Malfoy. I did it. Little Emma who gets pushed to the side and sent off to Annalise's saved Harry Potter." Emma had stood on the bed by now and was yelling at her father with tears streaming down her cheeks. "Have you even looked at him? Even looked to see if I was right?" She demanded.
"No." Lucius hung his head. Glancing at his daughter, Lucius went over to the bed and looked down at Harry's chest.
"She did it sir." Harry whispered. "She really did it."
Lucius sniffed and drew himself to his full height. Everyone glanced at each other warily.
"Come here." He said to Emma. Emma swallowed and made her way to her father . When she reached him, Lucius placed his hands on her shoulders. "Never disobey me again." He said quietly. "But thank you." He said smiling as he pulled his daughter into a hug. Everyone relaxed and started laughing as they all in turn examined Harry's chest to make sure the mark had indeed gone.
*
The snake that had once belonged on Lucius' arms chuckled evilly to itself as it transported itself to the other Mark closest to him. After all, that's how they travelled morphing into another Dark Mark. He was off to tell his master all about Lucius and the Potter boy…maybe he'd be freed from the Mark and able to spend his eternity with the other snakes that had gained such an honour.
The snake hissed as it felt a red hot heat rise from his tail. That was impossible, it meant someone had killed Voldemort or removed the skull – his other half as it were. But how did they do that?! Another hiss escaped him as the pain intensified and the snake tried to stop morphing and return to the previous Mark. The heat wouldn't let him and he writhed in agony, trying to get to the other arm. As the heat reached its head, the snake hissed angrily and in pain as he disappeared with a snap and left the air reeking of death.
*
Voldemort cried out in agony as his arm blazed into heat. Ripping back his sleeve, he watched the Dark Mark expand and constrict methodically. Spitting in anger he screeched for Wormtail. The short man shuffled in, wincing at his master's anger.
"Wormtail," Voldemort said calmly, "summon the others." Voldemort sat back in his throne with a satisfied smile. The only thing that would cause the Mark to behave in such a way would be for one of his followers to remove it. He knew that was highly improbable but one could never be sure.
Before long, his Death Eaters apparated in and stood their ground as best they could, one could be deaf and blind and still know of the Dark Lord's anger. Voldemort rose from his seat and walked behind them all slowly, pausing behind each one to examine them. The Death Eaters drew themselves up to their full heights and stared impassively in front of them. Once Voldemort had examined all of them, he stood in the circle they had formed.
"Where is Lucius?" He asked quietly. When no one answered him, he raised his voice. "Where Is Lucius?" The Death Eaters shivered but no one answered. Bellatrix stepped forward and fell to her knees.
"My Lord," She simpered, "we have not heard from him since the beginning of June. No one knows what has happened." Voldemort nodded to himself and Bellatrix stood back in her place. So the little snake had decided to remove his Dark Mark had he? Well, he had better hope he was luckier than Harry Potter.
"It seems as if Lucius' alliances have switched." Voldemort hissed. "He has become a traitor, standing beside Potter. Well you know what I think of traitors…you also know where Malfoy Manor is." When no one moved Voldemort bellowed. "Why are you still here?!" Every Death Eater trembled and apparated out of Riddle Manor.
*
"Lucius?" The man in question stopped hugging his daughter and turned to Harry. "Voldemort will have knowledge of the removal of the Mark…won't he call a meeting and find out it was you?" The older Malfoy sighed and noticed his family staring at him in worry.
"Yes, he would come here." Narcissa gasped while Draco threw the covers over Harry.
"Draco, what the hell?" Harry cried as he threw them back. Draco looked at him as if Harry had two heads.
"Voldemort can't find you here." Harry chuckled.
"Well bed covers over me won't help. But thanks." He smiled at Draco who pouted. "But still Lucius, we have to move out of the manor, it will be the first place he looks." Lucius nodded gravely.
"Indeed it will but we have defences here." Harry shook his head and got out of the bed, going to the wardrobe.
"But we need to move, Voldemort can get through wards." He grabbed bags from the top shelf and threw them on the floor, reaching in to get some clothes."
"Not blood ones he can't." Harry stopped his movements. Lucius took a deep breath and looked at Narcissa, who nodded in support. "My brother." He stated at the unasked question. Draco gasped. "I was fifteen and my father wanted me to take the Mark. My brother supported Voldemort but knew I didn't so he argued with my father saying one son taking the Mark would be enough. My father spat back saying that if I didn't take the Mark I would die. My own father. My brother, Mulien, stood by me and said that he was taking the Mark and that I shouldn't have to go against my beliefs to please my father. He didn't like that, my father said that one son would have to be enough as the other wouldn't be around to take it. Then he shot the Avada Kedavra at me. My father was willing to kill me because I wouldn't follow him."
"What happened?" Draco asked from the bed. Lucius smiled sadly.
"Mulien jumped in front of me. He sacrificed his life so I wouldn't have to take the Mark."
"But you took it anyway." Draco said hardly.
"I had no choice. Imperio was the curse my father used that time. He said he'd be damned if he had no sons taking it, even if he'd killed the other who was willing. So I took it and you know the rest. I did it for Mulien mostly. I knew that it was what Mulien would want to do, so with the mask on I was Mulien and with it off I was Lucius. It was the only way I got through it." Harry went over and placed a hand on Lucius' shoulder.
"I'm sorry Lucius, I am, but the blood protection only saves the person intended for it. You and I should be fine but the others? I can't risk Dray, I'm getting him out of here…along with Narcissa and Emma."
"Harry, the blood protection takes under who I want it to. That's the purpose, to save me and those I want saving. There are tunnels from here to Hogwarts, it's a long walk but we can do it with the protection, we just need to hurry. Emma, get one bag fill it…that's it. Narcissa tell Annalise and Alistair the same. Same for us and you boys. Living room ten minutes."
Harry and Draco packed a bag each and within ten minutes, all the Malfoys were in the living room.
"Anna, Ali, sorry but we're going to Hogwarts." The other two nodded. "Death Eaters are after me now that the Mark has been removed but we should be down the tunnels by the time they get here – that will give us a head start. Take the tunnels, we're going together but if you walk faster then just continue in the direction the tunnel goes, don't take any turnings." Everyone nodded and picked up their bags. As they made their way to the door, Kinks apparated in.
"Master Lucius, sir, there be Death Eaters outside the Manor gates sir." Lucius looked at Narcissa with a worried expression which she returned. Annalise grabbed Alistair with wide eyes. Emma slipped her hand into Draco's and squeezed. Draco pulled Harry to him and kissed his forehead. Harry drew his wand.
A/N So that's the end of Fatherly Summons. There will be one more story to this trilogy.
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