Changing Destiny

by Crimson Rosary

It's the end of 5th year for one Mister Harry Potter. As the process of his magical inheritance draws closer, Harry finds out what has been hidden from him all this time. What will he do? Dumbledore bashing; Draco x Blaise x Harry pairing, AU, OC

7. The Dead Always Knows the Truth

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. I do, however, own this story's plot!

Chapter 7

The Dead Always Knows the Truth

The brunet had picked out a day, well more like declared a day, where everyone was going to hang out together at Diagon Alley. He wanted the two houses to bond even more so than they presumably had. Harry also wanted to break the boundaries and barriers between the elders and the students; he definitely wanted to break the barrier between Voldemort and everyone else. Since they had formed a pact, an Unbreakable Vow, between the three, there was no reason Harry didn't see fit that Voldemort should be able to bond between everyone else.

Harry didn't believe that there should be statuses, levels and standards between any one person. He thought everyone should be treated equally. Oh gosh. He thought. I'm starting to sound like an inspirational speaker.

But it was true; if people were to form bonds, levels, and statuses and things of that sort would prevent bonds from forming. And that was what the brunet was specifically thinking about when he declared that three days from now, the entire weekend would be dedicated to growing the relationships between one another.

"Potter."

"Harry."

"No, Potter."

"Harry."

Lucius and the Gryffindor were currently in a small argument. Well, it didn't seem much like an argument to the audience that were listening in on the two. It just seemed like a conversation between two stubborn and prideful hippogriffs. The elder blond and the younger brunet were currently arguing about what Lucius should be calling Harry. While the older man wanted to keep to a last name basis, Harry wanted him to use his surname.

"How are we going to get to know each other better if you refuse to use my first name?" He asked, frowning.

"Potter, that's the idea. I don't think I am required to know you better." Lucius drawled.

"Father, please. At least compromise with Harry." Draco pleaded.

"Nonsense Draco. I just don't see it fit to be on a first name basis with my son's boyfriend of whom I've been hating since your second year."

"So you're upset that Harry's dating Draco?"

"Your nemesis and your son's shacking it up?"

Lucius scowled at the twins' choice of wording before he reluctantly nodded his head.

"See Draco. It's not either Lucius or Harry's fault. Lucius just has a stubborn way of showing that he's having a hard time dealing with the fact that his son is dating another man." Neville stated.

"My son is dating another man?"

All heads turned to look at the voice from the doorway. Narcissa seemed to have come home early from one of her little affairs with her inner circle. And she did not seem to enjoy the idea of her son becoming a man lover. She had the rest of his entire life planned out for him. He was going to marry a pure blooded, rich and wealthy, notable woman from a long line of well-known wizards and witches. Her son was not going to be dating someone that she had not chosen for him, especially not a man. She would not stand for this nonsense!

The blond woman stormed into the dining room with as much grace as she could muster whilst bristling with rage. She barely even noticed the Dark Lord in all his dark and powerful presence at the foot of the table. Narcissa was too enveloped in her anger to even think or see straight. The only thing on her mind was to set her son right.

"Draco Lucius Malfoy. What is this I hear about you engaged in a relationship with another man?"

"It's true mother. I am dating Harry Potter." Draco said, standing up from his seat. He watched his mother's face twist unpleasantly, her blue eyes narrowing, her expression growing colder with each passing second as she waited for her son to refute what he had just said.

"You do not deny it Draco? I expected better of you."

"Well, I'm sorry to say I was not able to live up to this sort of expectation mother." Draco said, his own eyes narrowing in response to his mother's attitude. "I will love Harry with all my heart. I have been in love with him since I first laid eyes on him. And that will never change." He declared. The young blond did not notice the gaping mouths staring at him, especially not the elated turned embarrassed look on Harry's face when Draco declared his true feelings out loud.

Unhappy with her son's response, Narcissa raised her wand threateningly. "If you will not deny your words, I will silence you where you stand. Ava-"

"Expelliarmus!"

"Stupefy!"

"Immobulus!"

"Flipendo!"

"Petrificus Totalus!"

Narcissa was thrown back with such force, that she was knocked unconscious. She had been stunned, cast immobile, thrown back, put into a full body bind and been disarmed – all by the Gryffindors that had whipped out their wands.

Lucius had jumped in front of Draco in order to protect his son from his wicked mother. Once he had seen the change in her eyes, a small flicker in her eyes that proved her sanity was about to be lost, he quickly ran from his position and threw his entire body onto Draco. The two collapsed onto the floor just as the Gryffindors had finished shouting out spells

"Father?" Draco asked, from underneath the elder blond's body.

"Draco, are you alright?" Lucius was frantic with worry; his eyes quickly skimmed his son's entire face and body, hands clutched at the young man's shoulders. "Thank Merlin you're alright."

"Such fire power." Theo whistled, staring at the wands still drawn out within the Gryffindors' hands.

However, everyone felt a large spike in magic and looked to find where the source was. Harry's head was hung low, his chin against his chest. His hair rippled slowly within the air and then violently the next second, his clothes following closely right after. The brunet's hands were fisted to his sides and his chest rose and dropped quickly with each heavy breath.

"Harry…" Hermione slowly reached out her hand to touch the Gryffindor's shoulder. As soon as her hand reached even the slightest bit of fabric on the Gryffindor's shoulder, all hell broke loose.

The brunet's magic exploded from within him, sending everyone crashing into a piece of furniture. Splinters of wood, glasses from cabinets, and china shattered upon contact made by the flying bodies. And although Voldemort had not been sent flying when he felt the magic whiplash, he did however get sent skidding towards the wall behind him. Luna, on the other hand, was not hurt at the least. She merely clapped her hand at the overflowing magic that kept pulsing from the Gryffindor.

Harry's magic lifted the unconscious body of Narcissa up into the air and brought it forward towards him. The wind around the body began blowing unnaturally. Narcissa's perfectly fixed hair unraveled from its top bun and whipped around her body. The wind became so strong, the hair started to cut up the flawless skin of the blond's face.

Soon, as blood started to drip from her flesh, green and black strands of magic flowed and danced beautifully in the air above Harry. Just as soon as the strands had started dancing, they stopped and all the strands attacked Narcissa. Bruises and even more cuts formed. The strands wrapped around the blond, tightening around the body, squeezing as though it would help to remove its life from the body.

Water flowed from Harry's fingers and started to form around Narcissa. The bubble grew in size, water filling to the brim. Harry, or rather Harry's magic, had hoped to drown the sinister blonde, never allowing her another breath in the world.

"Harry no!"

Several bodies had thrown themselves at the boy who was too angry to make any sense of his surroundings. But the bodies were unable to get close to Harry; his magic had formed a protective circle around the boy, though it was not harming his friends or companions at all.

Harry, can you hear me?

… Hurt… blonde… Draco… kill… protect….

Draco had an inkling of what Harry's mind was thinking. It was only able to process that Draco was going to get hurt by this blonde woman that appeared just moments ago. In order to protect the blond, Harry's magic lashed out at the woman.

Harry, it's alright! I'm alright. I'm here. I'm okay. I'm fine! Harry, look at me!

The brunet's slight twitch of his fingers was the only indication that he could have been possibly listening just now. Though, it wasn't enough to the Slytherin to prove Harry had been hearing him.

Draco slowly maneuvered his way through the howling wind and up to his boyfriend. He grabbed onto Harry's arm and pulled Harry's hand to feel his cheek, to prove to Harry that he was alright, just like he had told him.

"You see Harry? I'm fine. Nothing happened." Draco said, brushing his own thumb across Harry's cheek. He tilted Harry's face up to look at him in the eye and saw Harry's eyes fully blown dilated. His pupils seemed so far gone that it make Harry's eyes look so dull, even when Draco was looking at those emerald green orbs. Giving Harry's mouth a quick and light kiss, Draco whispered over and over again that he was not harmed in any way whatsoever.

Draco hugged the brunet's body close to his own, tucking Harry's head underneath his chin. He stroked Harry's unruly hair in hopes of calming the brunet down, and within minutes, everyone could feel Harry's magic plummeting into normal levels, or as normal as they could get since Harry was a strong wizard.

"Maybe he'll recognize you even more if you let out some lightning." Pansy shouted, blocking the wind from her face.

"What if it doesn't work?" Draco asked, above Harry's head.

"Just do it Draco!" Crystal cried out.

Draco slowly let strands of lightning trickle from his body. He watched it flutter across Harry's figure several times and saw it mixing in with Harry's water element. And soon, Harry's magic had quieted down. The brunet slumped against the blond in exhaustion, magic depleted with the amount that had been used in his fury.

The Slytherin slowly kneeled onto the ground, pulling Harry's body closer to his own, inspecting it for wounds and the like. Lucius and Snape went over to every one, checking for wounds or any other bodily injuries. Voldemort surprised everyone by doing the same; however, as he went up to Hermione, Ron stiffened up beside her and felt the urge to jump in front of her in case Voldemort wasn't going to heal her.

"Oh for heaven's sake Ron. Stop being childish and move. Tom is helping us, aren't you Tom?"

"Yes, though don't you seem to be a little informal in calling my name?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Hermione stuttered. "I- I just assumed that – well, since Harry – "

"Don't worry about it Miss Granger, only a little teasing on my part. However, if you address me by my given name, I must ask for you to allow me to use yours."

"O-Of course Tom! I'd like that very much so!"

"Good, now hold still. Episkey." Hermione's split lip stitched itself back together. "Scourgify."

"Now, Mister Ron Weasley. Would you mind if I healed you as well?" Tom asked politely.

Ron was so befuddled, that he could only nod his head at Tom's question. Smiling at the redhead, Tom went along to healing his injuries. Afterwards, when everyone's injuries were bandaged and all fixed, the three older men went about fixing the room.

"Oh don't worry about that." Luna said, smiling. "I can fix it up no problem." With a wave of her hand, everything returned to normal. All the cracks on the floors had been mended, the fine china, glass, and wood had been fixed. All the furniture had reverted back to the way it was before Harry's little magical incident.

"Now Draco, I think it would be best for Harry to have a healer here to take a look at him. Shall we?" Luna asked, motioning for Draco to pick the unconscious boy up in his arms. The Ravenclaw led the couple out of the room, leaving the group behind.

"Luna, do you think – "

"He's quite alright Draco. Just a little exhausted is all, poor thing's used up his magic so quickly and so suddenly he started to overflow. It's amazing he was able to withstand the energy. Now, go floo call Madam Pomfrey. I'm sure she'll come over as soon as you've notified here, after all she's currently at Grimmauld Place with the rest of the Order of the Phoenix, though she has not been inducted into the Order as of yet. I wonder what Dumbledore's up to these days." Muttered the blond Ravenclaw as she shuffled out of the couple's private chambers.

Draco turned back around to face an unconscious Harry. He pulled at the duvet to cover the brunet, but the action roused the teen from his rest.

"Draco? What happened?"

"Well, you sort of… had a magical power outage." Draco said, keeping it short and sweet. "Do you remember anything?"

"I don't remember much. I just remember seeing your face before collapsing." The brunet answered, frustrated that he was unable to remember what had happened just a couple of moments ago.

"It's alright. The situation always comes back to mind once you've rested up. It's not amnesia again." Draco said placating the Gryffindor.

Nodding his head, Harry leaned back down onto the pillow and looked to the ceiling. After a couple of minutes in silence, Harry sat up.

"I'm well rested now. Let's get back to the others shall we?"

"W-What? Harry you can't get up now. You just used up a large amount of your magic. It's dangerous to get up so soon."

"But I feel fine." Harry insisted, pushing the duvet off of him.

"Harry – "

"No Draco. I can't explain it, but I really do feel fine. It's like, how should I explain this… It's like I've had a glass of water after a long day's worth of exercising. That feeling of being refreshed is what I'm feeling. You get what I mean?"

"Not really… But if you swear you're feeling fine, I suppose there's no use in keeping you locked up in the room." Draco said, helping the Gryffindor to his feet. The couple walked out of their room and headed back downstairs to their group, which seemed to have migrated from the dining room to the drawing room.

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In the middle of the room was the levitating body of one Narcissa Malfoy. Everyone sat in a circle around her, quietly talking to one another about the scene that had occurred.

"I wondered what set off Harry like that." Goyle asked.

Crabbe shook his head. "It's obvious. Lady Malfoy was about to curse Draco." Crabbe answered. "Err… no offense Lord Malfoy." He hastily put in, looking at the blond nervously.

"None taken. However, with what she was about to do, she will not be forgiven. I plan on removing her from the Malfoy name. She is to leave this house immediately. I'll be resetting the wards. Her name will be removed from the Malfoy's Gringotts account, leaving her with nothing – not even a Knut to her name."

"Don't you think she'll be taking revenge on you?" Elle asked.

"Oh, I cannot say she won't. I'm sure she will, and she can try." Lucius said.

"When do you plan on doing this entire thing Lucius? If you are indeed going to Gringotts, I think you should take Harry with you as well. He deserves to have his parents' wills read, don't you think?"

"He does, my Lord. But because I am not his legal guardian or of the same blood as he, I cannot be in the same room with him."

"I can arrange for some guests right now Lucius. It shouldn't take too long, but it will be costly." Luna said.

"Guests? What other people will be inhabiting my home, Miss Lovegood?"

"Not inhabiting, just merely arriving to state some truths to everyone in this room. We can all be witnesses." The Ravenclaw answered.

"That would be fine. When will they be arriving?"

"Actually, I would need help from Blaise and Severus. Boys, if you'd please assist me."

Severus grumbled under his breath at having been referred to as a boy. He was not a child! He was a grown man for Merlin's sake. Having heard his potion professor's last comment to himself, Blaise snickered before stepping up to the blond.

"What will you have us do, milady?"

"Let's just stand in a circle first, I think Harry would like to be in attendance once our guests arrive. Ah, speaking of Harry, here he comes now."

All heads turned to the empty doorway from the drawing room, before turning back to face the Ravenclaw.

"Luna, are you sure they're coming? Harry did use copious amounts of magic in one go." Hermione said.

"Don't worry 'Mione. I feel fine." Came a voice.

Heads turned once more to see Harry coming in with Draco by his side. "So what are we doing now?"

Draco had a worried look on his face whilst he was beside Harry. His arms were slightly stretched out behind the Gryffindor just in case Harry was going to fall backwards.

"Luna was going to have some guests arrive with the help of Blaise and Severus." Neville said, helping Harry and Draco catch up with the events.

"Though, I don't understand why she'd need their help. Can't the guests just arrive on their own accord? The Malfoys do have a floo network, not to mention the fact that there's an apparition location just located outside of the wards from the Malfoy Manor." Pansy said, noting the two options wizards would use for transportation.

"You can say they are a magical being, but those options are currently in the 'not available' category for the two." The crowd still looked confused at her explanation. Sighing, Luna spoke up once more.

"Very well. You'll all understand once they arrive. Now Blaise, Severus, if you'd please stand in a circle." Blaise stepped up to her left while Severus stepped up to her right. Nodding her head at their position, she took out her wand and began to wave it quickly in the air before them. A design appeared in the air, glowing eerily white with dark black shadowing around it.

The design had a skull at the top, followed by a half crescent wreath with silver bindings made from leaves of an elm tree, which were sacred to the Greek God Hades, leaves of an oak tree, which were sacred to the Greek God Zeus, and rock-rose flowers, which were sacred to the Greek God Poseidon, blooming amongst the leaves. To end the design, at the very bottom of the wreath were two wings, compiled with feathers.

As soon as the design was finished in the air, it disappeared and reappeared on the floor underneath the three individuals. Putting her wand away, Luna held out her hands for Blaise and Severus to take hold of before telling them to join their free hand with each other. Nodding happily with the process, she took a deep breath before letting it out.

Soon the air in the room pressurized. It became hard for everyone to breath. Magic was flowing through the air at an alarming rate. Everyone felt weak compared to the large amount of magic in the room. Compared to Harry's situation from moments ago, this sort of magic felt darker and stronger. Severus and Blaise were gasping for air, but they did not release their hands from each other; they did not know what the consequences would be were they to release their hands from the blond Ravenclaw.

With difficulty standing, Draco slowly but surely helped Harry towards the settee and placed the boy there. It was better than having to lie on the ground. The magic in the air spiked even further when Luna opened her eyes to reveal pearly white orbs.

Her hair flitted to and fro around her head. The dress around her body gently swayed in the howling wind that appeared soon after. Then, Luna spoke quickly and feverishly in another language.

"Epistrofí̱ apó tous nekroús. Sas kalo̱sorízoume me anoichtés ankáles."

"What is she doing?" Lucius cried through the wind.

"She's welcoming the dead back from the afterlife, of course. Don't you mortals understand what she's saying?" huffed a voice from the shadows.

"Who are you? Show yourselves!"

All wands whipped towards the shadow shakily and unsteadily. The magic in the air was still too strong, too powerful for them to be able to move their limbs freely. In fact, the group would be surprised if they were able to launch a spell at the stranger properly through all the pressure.

They heard several hisses before replies were made their way. Quite frankly, the Slytherins and Gryffindors were surprised at the individual's appearances when they laid eyes upon them. They were so shocked, their arms unconsciously lowered, leaving them slightly vulnerable in case the individuals were to attack them at a moment's notice.

Four figures came forth from the shadows. The first male on the left was bulky with muscles, but not too bulky. In fact, his figure was slim; his muscles seemed to enhance his slimness more so than to define his body mass. The individual had short, chestnut colored shoulder length hair with blond highlights that he wore in a half ponytail. His eyes were strikingly blue, but the group can tell that there were years and years of knowledge behind that look. The skin was flawless, and he seemed to be glowing amongst the darkness surrounding him. The individual carried several weapons with him whilst he wore protective battle armor. And the thing that surprised the group most was the vibrant red wings behind him.

The second figure was another male. He had short black hair, which was spiked up with blue highlights. He, like the first individual was muscular, but slightly less so when compared to the first. A long scar ran from his elbow down to his wrist and his face had a scar running from the middle of his right cheek to the bottom of his chin. His cool fuchsia colored gaze seemed to freeze the group's movement. He donned a long spear behind his back, but on his person he had two long blades - each blade's handle were beautifully handcrafted from the finished metal one could find. He, like the first individual, also wore protective battle armor. The wings behind him were a dark black color.

The last male individual of the four had long silvery white hair. It was braided and set to the side of the individual's shoulder. Unlike the first two individuals, he wore a white robe with yellow linings and calming green colored designs that littered the yellow linings that made his hair glow all the more brightly. His warm green eyes calmed the Slytherins and Gryffindors down after they had laid eyes on him after the second individual. Though, his eyes did hold laughter and amusement when they realized that he realized that they were slightly frightened by the second individual. Like the first two individuals, he had wings of his own – though they were as white as his hair. He, however, did not bear any weapons of any kind.

In fact, there were three males in all; the last figure was a female. The female had bright pink hair, which was in disarray even though she had it tied in a ponytail, which resonated with her pink irises. Her composure compared to the first two individuals was more relaxed, like the third male. She however donned protective battle armor above her forest green robes. In her hands, she carried a book; it looked big in size but did not look heavy in weight. However, the female individual carried a bow and a quiver of arrows, whilst the belt around her waist had a pouch full of needles and a sheath for several knifes. Her blue wings had yellow markings upon them, glittering and shining as the markings were hit just right with the amount of light in the room. Overall, she looked just as deadly and just as heavenly as the first three individuals.

"Speak! What is your name?" Lucius shouted, through the howling wind.

"Is it not polite to introduce yourselves before asking a stranger his or her name?" The individual with white hair asked.

"My name is Lucius Malfoy. Now yours if you please." The blond stepped forward blocking the view of the teenagers from the strange individuals, using his body as a shield to protect both the Gryffindors and Slytherins.

"My name is Egidio." The male with the red wings said. He turned to give the individual to his left a sharp gaze before returning to look at the group.

"Alandair." The second individual grumbled, scowling when the individual besides him giggled.

"Macaire!" The third individual introduced, giggling even more so when he knew he was agitating the second male.

"Tesia." The female said, bowing forward slightly.

"Funny isn't it? Your wife's name in Greek means daffodil, yet the actions she had just done show no beauty in the flower's meaning. And to think, her name stems from the word Narcissist. Amusing really." Alandair smirked, turning to look at the blond individual whose body still levitated in the middle of the room.

"Alandair." Scolded Egidio.

"Egidio, Alandair, Macaire and Tesia." Mumbled Hermione.

"Oh! Your initials spell out the word 'Team'!" Fred shouted.

"Hah! Four people make a team huh Forge?" George exclaimed.

"That may be true, but the two of us make the greatest team the Wizarding world will ever know Gred."

"Oh look, the incantation's almost finished." Tesia announced. The wind in the room was slowly down to a halt, the pressure in the room was slowly decreasing, but the amount of magic flowing was still in its current state.

Finally, Luna stopped chanting and instantly released Blaise and Severus's hand. The two dropped to the ground in exhaustion, panting and breathing in as much oxygen as possible. Beads of sweat littered the two men's forehead and everyone ran to pick the two individuals up and place them on the unoccupied settees.

"You alright there mate?" Draco asked, looking at Blaise.

"I'm fine, just peachy. Though, I would've liked a warning Luna!"

"Severus, are you alright?"

"Exhausted, but I'll live. Miss Lovegood should've warned us that she would be borrowing our magic as well." Scowled the potions master.

"Would you have allowed for me to take use of your magic if I did?" The blond asked, still showing those ethereal pearly white orbs.

"Well, maybe. But, still it would've been better for a heads up." Blaise said, trying not to slump in his seat.

"I apologize then. But, thanks to the two of you, we were able to invite our guests!" Luna said, slightly swaying on her feet. Luna stumbled over to the unoccupied armchair and Tom helped out sit. Thanking the Dark Lord, she turned to the levitating body and moved it out of the way. As soon as she did so, a slight wind blew into the room with the scent of lilies.

Severus stiffened in his seat and everyone watched when two translucent figures appeared in the middle of the room. Their eyes were closed, and Luna waved her hand once more. The bodies solidified before them and they were gently levitated back onto the ground. Everyone's breath caught in his or her throats, especially Harry and Severus's.

The Potters were now here in their flesh and blood.

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"Miss Lovegood, what is the meaning of this?" Severus gaped.

Harry's eyes were watery with tears, his bottom lip was trembling and he was rapidly blinking his eyes to prevent from crying. Seeing his parents alive and before him had brought him such happiness, he didn't know what he could do. Harry clutched at Draco's hand when the blond offered it to him in silence.

"Do you see them too Draco?" he whispered to the blond, his eyes never taking themselves off of the forms of his parents.

Nodding wordlessly to his boyfriend, Draco could only pat his free hand on Harry's.

"Good, because I thought I was dreaming." Harry whispered once more.

"If you're dreaming Harry, we must be having the same dream."

Hermione was the first to break out of her trance and she took a step forward. Ron then blinked out of his own trance and reached a hand out to stop Hermione from leaving the safety distance between the group and the two individuals who appeared before them. He was just a second too slow as Hermione stepped even further away from him. The brunette walked slowly around the breathing individuals who seemed to be in a trance all on their own.

"Luna, why aren't they moving?"

"They're adjusting to their changed surroundings. After all, they've just arrived from the afterlife. You didn't actually think they were alive did you?" Tesia spoke, pulling every single person from his or her frozen state.

"But that's impossible. You can't just pull people from the dead." Ron burst out.

"Ah, but because you don't know who Luna is, you don't understand the capabilities her magic allows her to do." Macaire said, bouncing on the tips of his shoes.

Alandair put a hand on Macaire's shoulder and forced the male down onto the flats of his feet. "Resist from moving. This is no way to behave in front of them." He scolded gruffly.

Pouting, Macaire seized all movements, and turned away huffing. "Oh Macaire, you know I didn't mean anything from that."

Macaire huffed once more and side stepped away from Alandair, stepping closer to Tesia who turned to look at Alandair with a raised eyebrow and an amused look. Refusing to back down, Alandair pulled Macaire over to his side by his arm and yanked his head forward towards his own. He gave Macaire a quick and chaste kiss, hoping to placate his lover's anger.

"I really do apologize." He whispered.

Nodding his head dreamily, Macaire accepted Alandair's apology. The Weasley twins wolf whistled at the public display of affection between the two before sucking in a breath when Alandair turned and growled at them threateningly.

Gasps of air had all eyes pinned on the two individuals at the center of the room. Everyone watched as their eyes opened revealing strikingly green eyes and light hazel eyes. They waited with abated breath as the two individuals turned their heads to look around their surroundings. Finally, their eyes landed on Luna who looked at them with understanding.

"Welcome back to the world of the living. I think there's someone you'd like to see." The Ravenclaw said, motioning with her hand to Harry who was sitting directly behind the two.

Turning around, their eyes widened with recognition before the female's eyes filled to the brim with tears. She took two steps before throwing herself at Harry, hugging him tightly to her chest. Draco sat a little ways away from his boyfriend, allowing him to spend quality time with his parents in the first time for sixteen years.

"Oh Harry! How we've missed you." Sobbed Lily as she ran her fingers through Harry's hair.

Harry choked up on tears and was unable to speak. He could only hug his mother tightly in return, feeling his father come up and hug the two of them together. They were happily reunited as a family, and Harry was glad for this opportunity to see them again in the flesh.

"Harry, how you've grown. You've become a fine young man." His father commented.

When all the tears were dried up, Luna spoke up to move the situation along.

"Miss Lily Evans, Mister James Potter, we were wondering if you would be able to tell us about the day of your deaths. Of course, we would like details and any information of any kind concerning Lord Voldemort and Headmaster Dumbledore."

Once Luna mentioned Dumbledore's name, a shadow overcame Lily and James' eyes. Lily's eyes

"Oh Lucius, I was wondering if you'd open up the floo for the people that's about to floo over."

"And who might be coming uninvited at a time like this?" The blond asked, flicking his wand.

Out from the fireplace burst one Sirius Black and one Remus Lupin. Stumbling from the fireplace, the two men dusted off themselves before looking up to see shocked faces on everybody.

"You invited Sirius and Remus?" hissed Lucius.

"What's the matter Blondie? Can't deal with the past?" James snickered behind his hand before turning to face his friends. "Wow, look at the two of you! Haven't seen you for, how long was it?" he asked, turning to his wife.

"Really James. Sixteen years, have you forgotten? Your baby boy's about to have his birthday soon!" Lily scolded.

Sirius and Remus stood stunned in front of the fireplace. They only moved when James walked right up to them and gave them a big bear hug. Only then did they realize that they were not dreaming and that in fact, their friends had returned to them after sixteen years.

"Mum! I need to breathe here!" Harry rasped out from the confines of his mother's arms.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry Harry dear." Lily exclaimed, releasing her son from her grasp.

"Mom what happened to make you act like that? Was Dumbledore really that horrible?"

"That vile evil man." Lily snapped. James interrupted her before she could go on a shouting rampage.

"Never trust him Harry. Remember that. He is not who he seems. Then again, you've forgotten all about that haven't you?" James said, patting his son on the head.

"Do you think we could do something about it?" he asked, turning to Luna.

"We'll be breaking a lot of rules," she said, pondering on that thought. Smiling, she turned to look at everyone. "But then again, I've already broken this rule haven't I?" she asked, giggling. Nodding her head, she granted permission to James and Lily.

Moving to stand before Harry, James and Lily placed a finger on his forehead. Draco stepped in before they could do anything.

"What are you doing to Harry?"

"Ah, the young Malfoy. Really Harry, I thought you could do better than that." James teased, quirking an amused smile as he watched his son blush.

"James, that seemed to dig at Lucius and Sirius more so than Harry, don't you think?" Lily asked, turning to look at the two affronted men who were mentioned.

"What happened?" Fred asked, out of curiosity.

"Why, Lucius here had been dat–" Sirius, who had run up after Lily had made the previous comment, muffled James before he could speak another word. But that small comment had already planted some thoughts in everyone's head – especially in Draco's head.

"You were gay?" Draco shouted, looking at his father shell shocked.

"That explains why he was so accepting of your relationship with Harry. And why your mother wasn't so accepting of that idea. That and the fact that your mother wanted to dictate your entire life." Pansy said.

"What about you? How were you so accepting of the relationship since you've been pining after Draco since first year?" Ginny asked.

"I've been pining for him since forever, for as long as I can remember." Pansy answered dryly. She saw the look on Draco's face and laughed. "Please Draco, all those years in Hogwarts with me going along with everything you've done. You didn't think I didn't fancy you one bit did you?"

Draco was so overwhelmed with the overload of information that he could only leave his mouth open in shock. He composed himself after remembering that he was a Malfoy, and Malfoys don't leave themselves in such an embarrassing state. Clearing his throat, he turned to look at Pansy.

"I apologize for denying the facts that you were in love with me. But Pansy, I only saw you as a friend, my best friend, nothing more."

"It's alright deary. I noticed ever since you've gone into fistfights and wand fights with Harry here. All that skin on skin contact…" Pansy said, shivering with delight.

"Do care to share your memories." Ginny said, when she slid up to the Slytherin's side. Nodding her head, the two immersed themselves with memories of the two fighting each other during their Hogwarts years.

"And you – don't think I haven't forgotten what I've heard!" Draco shouted, turning back to his father.

"How could you not tell me you dated Black? Do you know how hard it was trying to contain all these feelings inside and not being able to tell you for fear of disownment?" Draco shouted.

Everyone looked at the blond in shock, even Pansy and Ginny who had been in their own little world discussing the blossoming love between Harry and Draco. They all felt the pain and angst Draco was feeling when he could only see his father as someone who dominated his life depending on the choices he made.

Harry turned his head, though his parents' fingers never left his forehead, to Draco and held the depressed blond's hand in his own. "I'm sure your father understood love. After all, didn't he have to deal with Abraxas Malfoy as a child?"

Reigning in his feelings, Draco took a step back to compose himself, but Lucius didn't let him. He took a step forwards and enveloped his son in his embrace, muttering apologies over and over again. Draco froze in his arms before turning his head towards his father's shoulders and letting tears of frustration fall from his eyes whilst hugging his old man himself.

"I'm glad that's resolved." Remus stated, after a while of silence as he watched everyone.

"Now that every problem has been settled, why don't we all have some tea and have a nice little chat?" Luna said, patting the seat beside her as she scooted over to make room for the Dark Lord.

"Oh come now. I don't bite." She laughed, pulling the Dark Lord down onto the seat.

"You're being very forward with your actions." Voldemort stated as he made himself comfortable.

"Do you dislike straightforwardness? Or would you rather I beat around the bush? I wouldn't mind doing the latter just to annoy you Tom." Luna said seriously.

"Either way is fine. I don't mind it at all." Tom said, waving away her comment.

"Dippy, Happy, bring us some tea and light snacks." Lucius ordered, as the two summoned house elves appeared before the blond. Nodding their heads, their ears flopped up and down before disappearing with two quiet pops.

"Ah, I don't think you should remove your fingers from his forehead, Lord Potter, Lady Potter. It might interrupt the transition." Luna added, as she watched the family slowly slide onto the settee. Draco had gotten up and moved himself to allow the three people onto the seat. He perched on top of the armrest beside Harry, just to be there for encouragement. The Slytherin heard Harry thank him from within his mind and he smiled at the brunet.

Soon red and brown strands of magic flowed from James and Lily's fingers and into Harry's head.

"What are they doing?" Crystal asked.

"Oh, they're trying to restore his memory. Don't forget! Not too much, or he won't be able to deal with it." Luna reminded them, but she heard Sirius scoff.

"Please, my pup can handle anything that's thrown at him."

"Unlike someone that is." Lucius drawled.

"You want to fight Blondie?"

"At least I put up a fight back then, unlike someone." Lucius growled, turning his head away from Sirius. The animagus's heart clenched when he knew he had been hit hard with the truth. Of course Lucius would still be mad after all these years. Lucius had been forced into an arranged marriage and he couldn't do anything to help the blond. He was disappointed at himself.

Remus patted his old friend's back, knowing what he had gone through during his years at Hogwarts. He understood Lucius's fury at his friend, but he knew that Lucius didn't understand the pain Sirius had gone through when he realized he had truly lost Lucius to his devil of a cousin.

The crowd watched in amusement and curiosity when the two men started bickering. The tension increased between the two until the blond had said something that shut the animagus up. Aw boo. Show's ended. They thought.

"Now, if it's not interrupting the magical transition or anything. Could you tell us about Dumbledore and Voldemort?"

The Slytherins flinched at the mentioning of Voldemort's name and the Dark Lord couldn't be happier, until Hermione opened her mouth again.

"Fear of the name only equates to fear of the thing itself."

The Slytherins looked meekly at the Dark Lord before turning to look at the Gryffindor. They didn't know who to be more afraid of – the foolishly brave and intelligent brunet Gryffindor or the strong and powerful Dark Lord who could kill them without blinking an eye. Either way, they felt that being scared and wary of both people seemed to be more reasonable than picking one to fear more over the other.

Hermione rolled her eyes before turning to the two newly arrived individuals to start a conversation in the group.

"Well Mr. Potter, Mrs. Potter? Would you tell us?"

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The group settled down and held their breath as they waited for the deceased married couple to begin.

"Dumbledore is someone that cannot be trusted. He told us the only way to save ourselves from Voldemort was to join his Order, and so we did. We've helped the old man fight against numerous Death Eaters for years, and what do we get? Nothing. He comes to tell us one day that he would be the one to protect our son." spat Lily.

"Do you not understand how we felt, as parents? Hearing from someone we've trusted since our school days tell us that we would not be able to protect our son? We must give him up to another for him to live?" James's hazel eyes sharpened in anger at the memory of the day Dumbledore had invited himself over for a spot of tea.

"He even had that same amused twinkle in his eyes when he was talking to us. It doesn't take an idiot to figure out what he was trying to do. But, because we didn't have any proof to back up us up, we couldn't do anything about it. All we could do was sit and wait and hope that we were strong enough to protect our son."

"But you were. At the very least, you weren't strong enough to protect yourselves, but you were able to protect Harry due to your love for him." Ginny said.

"An ancient magic, love is." Lily said, smiling at her son, who returned her smile with the same emerald green eyes as she had.

"But, I killed you two. Shouldn't you feel more anger towards me? I had you miss sixteen years of your son's life, and possibly even more now that I have sworn to protect him. And yet, you hate Dumbledore over me?" Voldemort said, looking at the two.

"Oh no Tom, you haven't killed us at all. What makes you say that?" Lily said, looking confused.

"I saw it with my own eyes! I remember casting the killing curse at the two of you! How can you tell me straight to my face that I killed the both of you, yet you don't remember?" He yelled.

"Tom, please calm down." Luna said, stroking the Dark Lord's arm. Quite frankly, it looked weird to their audience, watching the blond try to relieve the Dark Lord's tension.

"Dumbledore was the one who killed us." James answered, removing his gaze from Harry, and the crowd went in an uproar.

"You're my best friend Prongs, but insulting Albus like this – " Remus said, as he jumped to his feet.

"Dumbledore's done nothing but protect Harry. You should see what he does for the pup at Hogwarts." Sirius shouted.

"And you have?" James asked, raising an eyebrow feeling pity for his friends - the same friends that he's gone to Hogwarts with, the same friends that's been deceived by that old wizard.

"Well… no." Sirius answered, backing down. "I wasn't able to."

"And why's that?"

"I was sent to Azkaban for revealing your location. They assumed that I was the secret keeper and that I was loyal to the Dark Lord."

"And did Dumbledore try to help you at all?"

"His last words to me were "My hands are tied Sirius. I am unable to help you." Sirius spat, remembering the day his case had been taken to the Wizengamot. Dumbledore had walked in, and he felt hope rise. Dumbledore would surely prove that he was not guilty and that he was not the secret keeper everyone else was lead to believe. It was not his fault that James and Lily were dead. It was all Peter Pettigrew's fault, but no one believed him. They only believed that he had killed Peter, destroying all but a fraction of his finger.

"And you Remus? Have you seen the good Dumbledore has done?" James asked, as he turned away from Padfoot's miserable expression.

"Yes, I have. In fact, I've been the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts."

"For how long?" Lily asked, turning her piercing green gaze at the werewolf.

"A year…" Remus answered sadly, sitting back down in his seat.

"Were you able to help Harry at all during that time span?"

"He received the Marauder's Map, though Snape was on the verge of confiscating our work." Remus said, looking towards the potions master.

"Sorry to interrupt you all when you're in the midst of your memories, but could you tell us how Dumbledore killed you?" Crabbed asked boldly.

The couple slowly turned to look at the Slytherin boy before drowning in their memories of the past.

"On that Halloween night… when Harry was just a year old – a year and a half at the least, he came to visit us. " Lily began.

"He told us he had urgent news. That – that man told us Voldemort was returning, that he was coming for our baby." James continued. "He told us of the prophecy he heard just two weeks ago, the same time that he had sent Alice and Frank on a mission to retrieve it from the Ministry of Magic."

"But just a couple of days after that, they went missing and were only found just last week with their memories obliviated, and held under the Cruciatus curse for so long, it sent them into a deep coma." Lily turned to look at Neville sadly, but the Gryffindor returned her look with his head held up high and a look of determination and courage.

"It's fine. You can continue. I understand what has happened, and I'll be glad to find out how they really ended up at Saint Mungo's."

James went over and patted the Gryffindor on the back. "You make a fine Gryffindor Neville. I'm sure your parents would be very proud."

Continuing from where they left off, Lily began once more. "After we refused to hand Harry over, we also told him we would've liked to take care of Neville in Alice and Frank's stead, so they would be allowed to recover and rejoin their son, to rejoin us. Augusta would of course join us; we didn't want her to live alone at home."

"But when he saw the determination in our eyes and our refusal to back down, he didn't say anything but nodded his head, accepted our plans and stood to leave from the back door." James said, his eyes growing cold. "We didn't plan on walking him to the door, so we headed upstairs. We should've known it was too easy; he accepted our ideas too easily and with no protesting at all. None of that persuading he does when someone doesn't agree with his plans."

"We felt the air spike with magic, dark magic." Lily said, falling back into the memory of the day they died. "James quickly pushed me out of the way before putting up a protection shield. He told me to run to Harry and to protect him at all costs. We knew we wouldn't be able to hold Dumbledore off for long, but if it was long enough to get Harry to safety, we would go for the chance."

"And so, I pushed Lily out the door and sent several spells back at him, but he deflected them all and quickly strode towards me. I knew I couldn't back down; I had to protect Lily and Harry. Before I could say another spell, he shot me down with the Killing Curse."

"Then I heard him coming up the stairs. I warded Harry's bedroom with every protection spell I knew, but he took them down like they weren't even there. I begged him to spare Harry and he laughed in my face. He looked at me like I was crazy for thinking that he would kill Harry. "No Lily. I will not kill your son. He will be of most importance in the future, but he must die at least once." He told me, before he sent the killing curse once more."

"I jumped in front of him and it hit me, but it slightly ricocheted onto Harry, who happened to be sitting up on his crib at that time. And so, he did almost die, but my love for him brought him the slightest protection that allowed him to live. My love protected him from Dumbledore and that was all I ever wished for Harry."

"And do you know where Harry ends up every summer after school lets out? That old fool has manipulated Harry's life! He now lives at that bas – "

"James!" Lily scolded, whipping her angry gaze at her husband. "The only person I did not allow to take care of Harry was that man." She explained. "Petunia would've been a great guardian were it not the marriage to that fat beast of a man she calls her husband."

"Besides, we never stated in our wills that Harry would be looked after by Petunia's family. We had Sirius and or Remus at the top of the list first before anyone else. We event put in big bold letters that Harry was not to ever be sent to live with them. Muggles wouldn't understand witchcraft or wizardry. Harry wouldn't be treated with the best of intentions at the Dursleys."

"We've been watching over Harry his entire life, though not every single day. We were only able to stay for a short while." James said, looking at his son sadly.

"I read in a book at Hogwarts, that ghosts roam the world because they still have lingering attachments to the world of the living. However, the two of you instantly left? That doesn't make any sense if you had linger feelings of protection for Harry." Hermione questioned the two.

"Oh no. It's true we're not ghosts, but we are in fact spirits." Lily corrected.

"We were around for a little while. Long enough to see Tom here," James said, motioning to the Dark Lord, "enter our humble abode. We were already planning on asking Tom for protection. We would've been another two additional double spy. Lily didn't want you to take on all the burden."

Severus turned to look at Lily where she nodded at him. The potions master swallowed the lump in his throat and took a long deep breath to prevent the tears from appearing in his eyes.

"But because Dumbledore is an able Legilimens, I have no doubt that he was able to read our minds. All those years of practicing was wasted weren't they James?" Lily asked, trying to brighten up the despondent mood in the room.

"They sure were! Harry, you should practice Occlumency. It should help should Dumbledore ever try to read your minds. You all should." James said, warning the young teens. "Your mother and I really do apologize for leaving you alone all these years. We would've liked to watch you grow up every day instead of having to take peeks into your life."

"It's alright dad, I'm fine here with Draco, Lucius, Severus and Tom! I'm even surrounded by friends now! This is probably the best summer I've ever had away from the Dursleys." Harry piped up.

"Dumbledore told you all that he's read our will, but that's a lie. We've included a blood ward on our wills. Only Harry's allowed to read them, and his blood has to be given freely of his own accord, not taken from him." Lily said.

"It was extra protection for extra money, but I'm glad we've done it." James stated. "We've watched that man try to convince the goblins that as Harry's legal guardian, he was authorized to read the will in his stead. Please, the only blood guardian would've been Petunia. But because of that whale, she grew to hate Harry, though she'd always try to protect him as much as she could."

"But now, you can read the will once you've gone with Lucius to Gringotts Harry. You can even bring Severus with you."

"Yes, bring the man that's been torturing you all those years at Hogwarts during your potions class." James said sarcastically.

"James, you know exactly why Harry needs to bring Severus." Lily scowled, elbowing her husband in his ribs.

"Is there something I should know?" The potions master looked to and fro between the couple before James turned to look at him with a slight frown.

"Welcome to the family Severus, you're Harry's uncle." He grumbled.

"What is this nonsense? How can I be Harry's uncle?" Severus asked bewildered.

"Well, you see, my foster mother hasn't been exactly truthful with me." Lily said, looking at Severus. "It turns out I was adopted, and I was actually your sister Severus. It makes sense seeing as how I was able to trust you when we first met. I should've told you earlier too; I had this strange feeling that you wouldn't do anything to harm me. Because your father did not want another pureblooded witch in the house, and mother wasn't able to protect me due to her dying love for your father, she put me in a foster home to be put up for adoption. Quite frankly when I heard it from her mouth, I was very displeased, angry even. But, we should allow her to speak instead shouldn't we?"

Lily turned to look at Luna who had already begun waving her wand in the same intricate design she used in order to summon Lily and Potter from the dead. Feeling the magic slowly drain from the blond beside him, Voldemort placed his hand on Luna's hand and felt his magic surge through him and into the Ravenclaw. Though he couldn't repeat the same words the Ravenclaw was muttering, the Dark Lord felt the uneasiness leave a little when he found out that his magic was helping the blond. At least she looked less pale. Tom thought, watching Luna finish the design and have the design disappear, only to reappear underneath the settee.

Above the design, another figure appeared – and this one seemed to be a female. Severus gasped when he realized that this was his mother who was coming back from the dead. As the figure materialized in the room, it had set foot onto the ground, with the design Luna had drawn directly underneath her. Opening her eyes to reveal green eyes, Severus's mother had been returned to the world of the living.

"Mom! It's so good to see you! I would hug you, but I'm working on Harry at the moment." Lily said, a smile gracing her face.

"It's alright dear. I suppose I've been summoned to talk about our family relationship?" Mrs. Prince asked, spotting her son looking at her shocked.

"Yes, if you'd please." Luna said weakly from beside Tom.

"Luna, are you alright?" Crabbe asked.

"Yeah, your face has gone deathly pale." Goyle said, looking concerned.

"It's alright. I'm not used to using the spell twice in a row in the same day." The blond said airily, leaning against Tom. The Dark Lord supported her weight against his, trying to send magic through her for an easier rest.

"Severus, I remarried after the death of Lily's father. Hence, the red hair." Mrs. Prince said, motioning to the flaming red hair that Lily was donning.

"You mean to say, your first husband had red hair?"

"Yes. Lily inherited that trait from him, and his exuberant attitude. Anyway, he was a pureblood, but because he was quite wild, he ended up in a spell backfire. And he died. When I remarried with your father, I was still pregnant with Lily. Your father refused to care for another man's child, and because I was deeply in love with him at the time, once I had given birth to Lily, I sent her off to one of my muggle friends. I could trust them; they were my best friends since our Hogwarts days. And your father had denied me the right to speak of Lily to you, and so, I never spoke to you about her."

"What about father? I've been told he was a muggle." Severus said. "I'm a half blood aren't I?"

"No, no. You father is not a muggle. He is a wizard. He hated magic, hated it with his very core. His own parents had died due to magic you know. Therefore, he refused to use magic at all. But, you my son are indeed a pure blood. Which makes Harry Potter a pure blood wizard as well."

"Father, what say you now? I know you've had doubts of continuing the blood line if Harry were anything but a pure blood." Draco said, looking to his father.

"I had doubts at first my boy. But after a couple of days knowing the lad, I've come to like him, pure blood or not. However, knowing that he is indeed a pure blood wizard, I'm quite elated. Really I am." Lucius said, looking at his son with a smile.

"Is that all? May I return? I fear I'm draining her magic at an alarming rate." Mrs. Prince said, looking towards Luna who was trying with all her might to keep her eyes open.

"Thank you for your time."

"I'll be watching over you Severus, and a certain lady witch who happens to be sitting in this room. I do hope you're not as daft as you make yourself out to be my son." Mrs. Prince said, turning to look towards the Gryffindors before giving Hermione a wink and disappearing. The design underneath the witch disappeared as well and soon Luna was able to keep her eyes open a little bit more.

"Now Harry, I've given you the first two years of Hogwarts back, and your father's given you your third and fourth year. However, this summer at your inheritance, you'll be given full memories. Try to remember as much as you can about your fifth year. It will help you greatly. And trust me, it will hurt a lot more than what we're doing now. We're only suppressing the pain. Your inheritance will be full-blown pain when your amnesia disappears. So, in order to ease you into it, please try to remember within the following week before your birthday." Lily warned, smoothing out Harry's unruly hair.

"We can't stay for long, but the next time you summon us, we'll be able to talk some more. We'll try to tell you more about Dumbledore then. After all, the dead knows all." James whispered as his image began to flicker.

"No! Mum, Dad, don't go! I've just gotten the both of you back and now you're leaving?" Harry cried out.

"Don't worry love. We'll always around, after all, what do you think the dead does anything? If you ever need us, we're always right here." Lily said, as she and James pointed to Harry's heart.

Giving her son a lingering kiss on the forehead, James followed up with a hug and a rustling of his hair.

"James! I've just gotten it to calm down and now you've gone and ruined it." Lily scolded, frowning at her husband.

"You know with hair like mine, Harry's not going to be able to tame it." James said, laughing heartily. Turning towards their friends, they gave them a warm smile before exchanging hugs.

"We'll talk soon Padfoot, Moony." James said, clapping them on the back.

"Oh! Also, you now have the title of Potter and Evans family Harry! Don't forget!"

"Draco Lucius Malfoy, you better watch yourself. We'll be floating in and out to watch your progressing relationship with Harry. Don't make me think twice about you boy."

Nodding their heads, everyone watched as Lily and James flickered out of the room, disappearing, soon followed by the disappearing symbol underneath them. After a moment of silence, they heard the groaning of Narcissa awakening.

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"W-What's going on?"

Tom took his wand out and flicked his wrist, levitating Narcissa's awakening body towards the center of the room. Turning to rotate her body so she would be standing vertically, but her feet unable to touch the floor, Tom put his wand back to its rightful place before narrowing his eyes at the blond witch.

However, he turned his attention at the other blond witch beside him when he heard her groan and saw that she had fallen into a deep slumber. Shifting his weight, he gently laid her head onto his lap and began to stroke his fingers through her hair whilst he leaned back against the settee.

"My Lord. What is happening with me?"

Tom glared at the witch in silence, allowing her to become frightened in his account.

"Do you know what you've done Narcissa?" he asked.

She furrowed her eyebrows before she came to realization and began to twice her body around in search of her husband and son. Spotting the two behind her, she started screaming profanities at the two.

Goyle whipped out his wand, "Silencio." The blond witch continued screaming in silence until she realized no one could hear her voice. Turning to look at the person who had silenced her, her silver gaze zoomed in on Goyle before giving him a cold look.

"What? I like it when things are kept quiet." He murmured when everyone turned to look at him in surprise.

"Narcissa Malfoy née Black. For trying to kill my son, the Malfoy heir, I, Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, hereby strip you of the Malfoy name and with it, all the family relics, possessions, and money. No longer will you be able to enter this home or any other home. No longer will you be able to pass through our family wards and use our family vault. I hope you've saved up enough money on your own for your own living." Lucius sneered when he stepped up in front of her. Narcissa's gaze turned even colder and her face contorted in such anger that the teens believed she would be spitting fire out if she could. The blond witch tried to reach for Lucius only to find that Neville had spelled her into a full body bind, using Petrificus Totalus.

"Nice Neville!" Ron said, slapping his back.

"I wouldn't forget something that's been used on me after all." Neville said, smiling at the trio, who shuddered at his smile.

Maybe they shouldn't have used the full body bind curse on him during first year. But he was preventing the trio from leaving the Gryffindor common room. And they had a dire emergency to attend to. Neville wouldn't have understood back then, but they're glad he understood now.

"Harry, if you would do the honors." Lucius said, stepping away from his ex-wife.

Harry turned to look at the blond with confusion, wiping the remains of his tears away. "I can't strip her of her Black name," he said. "I'm not even in full possession of the Black title."

"Oh don't you worry about that pup. I've decided to give you the Black title years ago. You deserve it. So, go on. Once you announce that she's been stripped and claim the title at Gringotts, the magic will work its course." Sirius said, helping the Gryffindor to his feet.

Harry walked towards the blond who was currently livid, if the redness in her cheeks were any indication of her anger.

"Narcissa Black, I, Harry James Potter, hereby strip you of your name to the Black family. Family possessions, relics, and money linking you to the Black family will be removed at once." Harry declared before he wandlessly and wordlessly lowered the blond onto her knees. "And if you ever lay a hair on Draco, or any other person that I know and love, your death will not be quick and painless." He hissed, before levitating her back into the air.

The group watched the brunet walk away from the female blond and onto Draco's lap where he nuzzled into the blond's chest happily.

"You are so whipped Harry!" Fred called out.

"I think it's the other way around mate." Draco corrected, as he happily hugged Harry to his chest.

"The others will be very displeased that you did not heed their advice." Egidio said, looking to the blond whose head was on Tom's lap.

"You even promised them." Alandair reminded gruffly.

"I'm sure they'll forgive me. After all, who can say mad at a face like this?" and everyone turned to look at the blond who was pouting up at the four strangers.

"Luna, do you know them?"

"No Harry. Why do you ask that?"

"Well… you're talking to them like they're friends." Pansy said.

"Oh dear, I guess I warm up to strangers quicker than usual." Luna giggled.

"Well, we are your guardians. We will be teaching you the basics before your inheritance."

"Guardians for what? I can protect Harry." Draco said, giving the guardians a cool look when his strength was called into question.

"Oh no, we don't doubt that. Not at all." Macaire said, quickly easing the tension.

"We've come to teach you things about our world." Tesia said.

"That is if you're willing to learn, young one." Alandair stated, clearly questioning their abilities.

"Oh please, we can take whatever you dish out!" Harry said, stomping up to the taller man with his hands on his hips. "Bring it on Alandair!"

The picture of an angry Harry and an amused Alandair did nothing but fuel the laughter that soon erupted from everyone's mouths. Comparing the height between the two, it just seemed like a little child who was upset at being called a spoilt brat and the child refusing to acknowledge it.

"Why don't we start next week? I hope you'll be able to handle it." Alandair said, crossing his arms against his chest.

"I will! And Draco will too! We're not afraid of you!" Harry shouted up at the taller male.

Draco gawked. "I'm going to be learning too?"

Harry threw a furious look at his boyfriend. "Of course! I'm not doing this alone. Alandair here would call us weaklings if we back down." The brunet turned his angry gaze back at the guardian before him.

"Well, I hope you have a great weekend. You better enjoy it while it lasts." Alandair said, smirking at the brunet.

At the mentioning of the weekend, Harry's anger dissipated so fast, he turned into a hyper little kid bouncing off the walls with sugar pumping through his system.

"Oh yeah! The weekend! I can't wait for everyone to bond!" He squealed, turning to look at Tom with an evil sparkle in his eyes.

"Harry, calm down." The Dark Lord put his hands up in front of him to use as a shield in case the Gryffindor were to bounce onto him.

"But Tom, what are we going to do? You can't walk around Diagon Alley without being all glamoured up. And I don't want to see you with a glamour on all the time." Harry whined, stomping his foot down onto the ground.

"Well Harry. He could wear his glamour during the weekend. He'll have to tweak it a little bit though. Who knows who might be able to recognize a young Tom Riddle." Warned Hermione.

"Then we'll put a glamour on his, tweak it a little and put a spell on him. After all, the only ones that recognize a young Tom would be his old classmates right? So we'll just do a charm that hides his glamour from old people."

Harry quickly apologized when he heard Lucius and Severus tsk at him.

"I didn't mean you guys were old! I just meant you know, people who are like sixty, seventy years old!" He quickly said, trying to mend his previous statement. But the others could see he was failing horribly.

"Harry, Harry. It's alright. We understand what you're trying to say." Severus said, calming the exuberant boy down.

"Oh! You guys should join us too!"

"Oh what fun young one!"

"Macaire, you know we cannot. They would not allow us."

"But I allow you correct? I shall give you permission to come with us. I don't think there's any problems with that, is there?" Luna said, as she sat up.

The guardians looked torn between their duties and the permission allowed by Luna, which greatly confused the group that was looking between Luna and the guardians.

"Very well. We'll accept." Egidio finally said, bowing with his right hand fisted above his heart.

"Don't worry. You'll enjoy it. Merriment will be made this weekend!" Luna said, smiling at everyone.

"So, how long have you been spying on us?" Crystal asked, looking at the four guardians.

"Do not call it spying young one." Tesia said, pulling on her ponytail.

"Alright then. I won't call it spying. I'll call it stalking." Crystal said cocking her head to the side and raising an eyebrow at the female guardian.

"Do not call it stalking. We were protecting you." Alandair hissed, his eyes blazing.

"Calm down Alandair. You will make things worse." Macaire said, patted his tall lover on the shoulder.

"Macaire's right, learn to control your temper Alandair." Egidio warned, giving a sharp side-glance at the male guardian.

Huffing at being scolded, the dark haired guardian crossed his arms across his chest in annoyance.

"Why don't you come to live here at the Malfoy Manor?" Draco asked.

"I agree with Draco. I don't have any knowledge of where you all have been living since watching over us, but I'm sure it would be more comfortable and convenient for you all if you came and lived here." Harry supplied.

Lucius was cold with his words. "You mean to invite uninvited guests to live here at my house without asking me? Without any of my permission Draco? Harry?" The elder blond turned to look at the two boys with an indifferent look on his face, though everyone could tell that he was annoyed his sons had taken charge in the arrangements of the guests without first consulting with his father.

'Father, may I ask for your permission to allow our four guests – " Harry cleared his throat and motioned to the other two guests standing beside the fireplace. Correcting himself, Draco asked once more. "May I ask for your permission to allow our six guests," he said, turning to roll his eyes at Harry's smile, "to live in our manor for the time being?"

"Very well Draco. When you put it that way, I suppose I cannot deny your request." Lucius said. "Please have a welcomed stay here at the Malfoy Manor." He said, turning to the guardians, the animagus and werewolf.

"Lucius, do you have a deep cellar? I wish to use it in two weeks. No one should be able to head down there without permission from you of course. And I require the cellar to be heavily warded and guarded with the strongest magical spells and wards possible." Remus said, coughing lightly.

"Ah, I've heard of your little hairy problem." Lucius said, understanding what Remus was referring to. "But of course you may use our cellar. It has not been in use for many years, but I'm sure the house elves will be very useful in that aspect. They'll make it as comfortable as possible for you."

Thanking the blond, Remus closed his mouth shut. And soon Harry filled the semi-awkward silence with a loud clap of his hands.

"Alright everyone! Since we've only got two days before the weekend begins, we should start packing!" Harry shouted happily.

"Packing? But Harry, we're only going to Diagon Alley." Ron said, looking confused.

"Draco said this would be a surprise, but I just can't hold it in any longer!" the brunet squealed. His blond boyfriend tried to keep his boyfriend quiet about his surprise but his boyfriend leaped away from his restraining grasp and shouted out the surprise.

"Draco's surprise is to take us all to his manor in Paris! Of course, we'll be able to use a portkey, apparate or floo back to Diagon Alley, should the need to be there arise." Harry informed the group.

"Well, I suppose having fun this summer is better than restudying last year's books." Hermione said.

"Hermione? You having fun? That's a first." Ron snorted, and he received a glare in return for his flippant comment.

"Mind you, I do know how to have fun. Might I remind you who had a wonderful time at the Yule Ball in Fourth Year?" Hermione said, giving the redhead a flat look.

Before the redhead could retort, his siblings interrupted him and distracted him long enough to forget about the seemingly argument that was about to occur between the two.

"Is it just me or has this tension always been there between the two?" Crystal whispered to Blaise, who shrugged his shoulders.

But Harry knew, after all, they first met on the train and Ron's attitude during first year and sent Hermione crying in the bathroom. Then the troll came in to attack her and finally that's how the Golden Trio came to be.

"Anyway, we'll all have fun. So let's get packing!"

"Harry, you shouldn't just think about having fun this weekend. We must make sure that you're ready to receive your inheritance. Hopefully it will be less painful than we make it out to be." Ginny warned.

"Oh come on. The one summer I'm finally free of the Dursleys, and you want me to worry about my life again? I've been doing that for the past five years at Hogwarts, no thanks to that oaf of a Headmaster."

The group looked at Harry with surprise. To think that the Chosen One had ripped away from the old wizard's clutches with his own will and strength had surprised them. Now he was no longer under the delusion of the war between the good and evil, the light and the dark. There was an extra side that everyone can take, and that was finally lead by one Harry James Potter.

"That's right! I said it! I called him an oaf, and don't you forget about it!" Harry said, pointing his nose up in the air snootily.

"Oh dear. Draco, you're rubbing off on him and not in a good way." Pansy said, slightly scared at the dramatic one hundred and eighty degree change in the Gryffindor.

A spell shot out at the talkative Gryffindor and his body stumbled slightly before falling forward. Draco managed to catch his boyfriend at the last second and swiftly hauled the unconscious body onto his lap. All wands were instantly whipped out and pointed to Narcissa, whom everyone assumed to have been the one that threw a spell at Harry's back.

Tension rose in the air and became thicker as everyone started to chant his or her spells to attack the blond female. Severus managed to stop everyone just in time, though he hated to see a spark of relief in Narcissa's eyes.

"I was the one who put him in a sleep. It is a light sleep and he will awake tomorrow. Perhaps the day was overwhelming for Harry. This is probably a suggestion, but his exuberant behavior could be his way of coping with the enormous amount of information that's been told to him."

"Not to mention that he's been returned four years out of five of the past years at Hogwarts." Luna said.

Nodding their heads, they all simply seemed to agree with Severus and Luna's explanations.

"Very well, off to bed now all of you. And I suggest you get a head start on packing your bags. The portkey waits for no one, and when you are left alone here, I can't guarantee that the Death Eaters living amongst us will heed the Dark Lord's orders." Snape said darkly, before he was hit upside the head by a pale hand.

"Really Severus, stop scaring them like that. I've already told you I've told the Death Eaters to restrain from harming any one of them. Was the meeting already forgotten?" Tom asked, looking at one of his most trusted Death Eaters.

"I apologize my Lord, but I assumed this would be the only way to get them off to bed as quickly as possible. Plus, extra threatening does not harm early scheduling." Severus replied, surprised that his Lord had physically hit him instead of using the Cruciatus curse on him.

"Now that all matters are settled – Draco, please escort our guests to their rooms. Lucius, I think you should escort the other older guests to theirs."

"Surely my son can handle all six guests, my Lord."

"With Harry in his arms, I'll be surprised if he can handle the four guardians. I'm sure he'll be having a nice chat with them as they head to their rooms. Come now Luna, let me help you to your room." Tom said, giving Luna his hand to grasp onto, which the blond Ravenclaw gladly accepted with a blush in her cheeks.

"What should we do with her?" Goyle asked, poking Narcissa's levitating body with his wand.

"Crabbe, Goyle. Bring the woman to the dungeons – matter fact, bring her to the cellar. I'd like to offer, now, the chance for anyone or everyone to join in making sure that Narcissa does not escape her prison. Would anyone accept my proposition? But of course, I wouldn't guarantee your safety or your health Narcissa." Tom said, giving her a wicked smile.

Narcissa's eyes grew large and wide. Her complexion paled drastically – one can almost compare her to a piece of paper. Anyone could tell she was trying to speak, trying to move – to break out of the full body bind curse, but all she could do was turn her eyes left and right in fright, thinking about what would happen to her when she will be held in captivity.

Evil smirks and grins appeared on the Gryffindors' faces as they willingly accepted Tom's offer. The funny thing was, as they joined the Slytherins in bringing Narcissa's body down into the cellar, they were all happily whistling a merry tune, no doubt to keep Narcissa scared beyond her wits. After all, what one doesn't know will scare him or in this case her.

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"Come along now. I'll be showing you to your rooms." Draco said, as he lifted Harry up in his arms. The four guardians followed silently behind him as they walked through hallways and up staircases. Soon, Draco stood in front of four doorways.

"The first door on the left can be yours Egidio. The first door on the right can be Tesia. I'm not quite sure about the living arrangements between Alandair and Macaire, but you can share the room in the second door on the left if you wish. But if you want to live separately, Macaire, your room is the second door on the right." Draco said.

"Thank you for your hospitality young one."

"Dippy, Tippy, Pippy and Poppy." Draco summoned, awaiting the four separate pops from the house elves.

"Yes young Master Malfoy?" Dippy asked.

"What cans we do for you sir?" Pippy asked.

"Each of you will be helping these four guests. They're new here so I would like for you to help them get used to their living arrangements. Dippy you can help Tesia. Tippy and Pippy, the two of you can help Alandair and Macaire respectfully. And lastly, Poppy can help Egidio. Your assignments to your guests are set. If you need anything, come to me or father."

"Yes young master." They chorused, and they walked up to the guests of whom they were now assigned to assist.

"Very well. Breakfast will be at 8:30 in the morning. Please wear appropriate attire when attending the first meal. It will be held at the formal dining hall, though I'm sure you all know where that is." Draco said, giving them a flat look.

Nodding their heads, the guardians each split up and went into their separate rooms. Draco fixed Harry within his grasp and walked towards their bedroom.

"Don't think I forgot about that bet Draco…" he heard the brunet mumble in his sleep before Harry returned to deep sleep. Smiling lovingly at the blond, Draco rounded one more corner before they arrived in front of their private chamber's doorway. They entered their room and Draco carefully placed the brunet on the bed. He did not want the Gryffindor to awaken like the last time he's put the Gryffindor to bed, and last time's memories were not exactly nice memories to remember.

He slowly and lightly cast a quick Scourgify on Harry's body, wiping down his body so it would be clean before he magically put pajamas on him. Harry let out a light and sleepy giggle when Draco washed around his belly area. Filing one of Harry's ticklish spots into the back of his brain, Draco finished cleaning Harry in record time. Although they were Draco's favorite pajamas, they were dark green, which would bring out Harry's bright emerald green eyes. It's no wonder he placed the Gryffindor in them.

Feeling a bit tired as well, Draco cast Scourgify on himself after he had removed his clothing. Even though he knew Harry was in a deep sleep, he did not want to take the chance of having the Gryffindor wake up whilst he was changing. And so, putting on his second favorite pair of pajamas, which were soft silver silk, with Slytherin snakes on them, Draco slipped into bed with Harry. He embraced the Gryffindor, an arm around the brunet's waist and an arm underneath the brunet's neck, to use as a pillow instead.

The Gryffindor beside him on the bed slowly smiled as well in his sleep and snuggled closer into Draco's chest. Slowly, Draco wondered off into a deep sleep with a smile on his face, filled with dreams of the happy memories he would soon be making with his Slytherin and new Gryffindor friends. Though, making happy memories with Harry would be an additional plus for him. Not that he was complaining of course.

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"Sirius."

"Lucius."

"Come now you guys. We're not teenagers anymore. Let's just put this strife behind us alright? Let's end it right now for the sake of Harry and Draco, hmm?" Remus asked, looking between the blond and brunet.

"I will if he explains to me why he did what he did that very day." Lucius said, looking at the animagus which such emotion, it made Sirius want to reach out, hug Lucius to his chest and never let go.

"I'm really sorry Lucius. I had no other choice."

"That's rubbish and you know it! I've given you plenty of chances. I've even given you hints. You never even paid attention to them, just like you've never paid attention to me at all."

"Now that's not true – "

"Oh it isn't? So tell me, what did you do when you heard the news? Where were you when you could've stopped me from making the worst decision of my life? Where were you when I needed you?" Lucius shouted as he backed Sirius into the wall.

Remus became silent, knowing that he should stay put and out of harm's way for this sort of argument. There was no way he would be able to help Sirius out, not when Lucius was this angry and had directed all that anger, sorrow, and hatred at him.

"Lucius, I tried. You must believe me. Your father, he kept us apart. He threatened to kill you himself."

"That's a lie. Why would my father kill me – the only heir to the Malfoy line?"

"Because he knew that I would do anything to protect you. If it meant giving you up and allowing you to live, I would gladly throw my life away. He knew that you cared for me and cared deeply for me. He would've threatened you, blackmailed you – just to keep us apart. I took the chance; I made the decision. And it was a stupid mistake."

"You didn't believe we would be strong enough together, and so you just left me there." Lucius whispered softly.

It hurt Sirius to hear that raw emotion Lucius was feeling, all that turmoil and it was all due to his stupid mistake in the past. The animagus did not know what he could do to right this wrong; he did not know how he could ever get Lucius to ever forgive him. But he knew one thing for sure – he was going to try with all his might, all his effort, and energy and magic just to move on from the past and have the Slytherin return to his arms.

Remus could feel all the pain behind those swirling eyes. He felt sorry for his friend and was sympathetic towards the blond. If only Lucius truly understood what Sirius had gone through when he had made his decision. But because Lucius would not take Sirius's words at face value, Lucius would not be able to trust Sirius, even when he was currently throwing his heart onto the ground before the blond.

The werewolf knew that in order to bring those two back together again, he must find a way to show Lucius how Sirius really felt. Perhaps the use of the pensieve? He thought. No, no no. It would never work. People often remake their own memories into different scenes. What to do? What to do? Remus was stumped.

Perhaps some help from the Slytherins and Gryffindors would do the trick. He thought, nodding to himself, he was so immersed in his thoughts that he did not see the tears trickling down Lucius's face or the agony of pain Sirius was feeling, seeing his past lover suffer from his actions.

"Lucius please believe me. We'll get through this. We can work together to move on past this." Sirius begged. The animagus was almost done to his knees at this point – he really wanted the blond to understand that he knew what he had done was wrong and that he really wanted to make up for it now, with Lucius.

"You can beg as much as you want. You can kneel down in front of me and grovel. But you will never change how I feel about you Sirius Black. And I hope you die knowing that I will forever hate you."

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A/N: Hey guys! Would you look at that? Two updates in a week! BOOM! I'm on fire! :D Lol, just kidding. I didn't think it would be this hard just to write past fourteen thousand words… That's right guys! I wrote over fourteen thousand words. I just couldn't stop writing. I felt like I should include more details, but the more I went through the story, the more my brain's just like update it now and go to sleep! :(

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