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Trade Mistakes: Chapter 5
"Ah, Mr. Shacklebolt! What can I do for you today?" Lucius said with a smug grin. Kingsley thrust the paper signed by the minister into the blonde's face.
"We're here to search for Draco, Lucius. I'm sure you've heard your son is on the run again?" Kingsley said as his fellow aurors pushed their way into the house.
"So the Prophet says, but I'm sure you know that my son has not been home in years. He chose the "Light Side" over his family and I have not seen him since. Why would he return to the place he hated most?" Lucius asked, a small grin on his face as he tilted his head. Kingsley squinted his eyes at the dark wizard, wondering how to get past the man's lies.
"Your son is accused of killing the Potions Master at Hogwarts in front of hundreds of witnesses. It was with his wand. He told Slughorn that "this was for the Dark Lord" before he did it. And as soon as the man hit the floor he fled, disaperating as soon as he left school grounds. Where do you expect him to go, Lucius, if not crawling back to daddy?" Kingsley sneered before shoving past Lucius and began helping to search the house.
Hours later and several dark artifacts confiscated, Draco was nowhere to be found. Kingsley stood in the middle of the dungeons, moving in circles while searching for some kind of passage way. Finally, he sighed, admitting defeat. Lucius stood in the door way, the Malfoy smirk plastered onto his face as the auror finally took his leave.
Kingsley stepped through the fireplace in Albus Dumbledore's office, a frustrated look on his face. "Nothing, Headmaster." He said, kicking the chair in front of him slightly before sitting down in it.
"Nothing at all? No sign that Draco had even been there recently?" Albus asked, steeplying his fingers together.
"Nothing. His room is covered in dust but other than that the house if freakishly clean. The house elves wouldn't even talk to us. I searched the dungeon for hours just trying to find some kind of passageway to where they were keeping him, nothing Albus." The Headmaster sighed before nodding his head.
"Thank you Kingsley. If I have more news I shall let you know." Dumbledore sighed before making his way out of his office, off to find Severus to let him know the news.
Draco whimpered as he tried to pull his hands loose again. He was in pain but as the time went on he was becoming to ignore it slightly. He tried desperately to spit the gag out of his mouth but let out a frustrated moan when he realized that said gag was tied around the back of his head. He hated his father's love for muggle torture and how impossible it was to get away from. He tried one more time to pull his wrists free before sagging in defeat, his chest heaving.
He could hear the rats running around the floor outside the room and Draco wanted nothing more than for the lights to be turned back on. He had taken to leaving his eyes closed because he knew he couldn't see anything anyways. He strained his ears, focusing on hearing more since he couldn't see. He knew his father had the Silencing charm working only one way; he could hear who was on the other side but they wouldn't be able to hear him.
Draco listened as his father taunted the aurors, telling them over and over that he wasn't here and hadn't been in a while. He tried to scream even though he knew it was in vain, but the only sound that left his mouth was a muffled groan.
Finally, after the aurors had left, Draco heard the brick wall shift away as his father entered. The rats squealed and fled from the blonde man's shoes and Draco let out a sigh of relief. The lights flickered back on as the door swung open. Lucius strode forward with a grin.
"Ah, Draco! Good morning! I just bid farewell to our unwanted guests. Don't worry, they came nowhere close to finding you so I can work with no problems." Draco let out a mumbled scream, trying to pull away again. "Oh aren't we going to have fun?" With a flick of his wand Lucius temporarily filled his son's veins with salt water. As Draco screamed and thrashed against his gag and restraints Lucius cackled in glee. Just as Draco lost consciousness, he forced himself to picture Harry's smiling face; a welcome distraction to the hell he was living in.
"Potter, remain after class," Snape drawled, not missing the groan that Harry let out. Snape gave him a pointed look and Harry nodded his head in understanding. As the rest of the class filed out of the room, Ron patting Harry on the back in a comforting gesture, Harry laid his head down in his arms. He was exhausted and it was taking everything he had not to flee the room to go throw up in some secluded hallway. Finally, after the last student left the room, Snape closed the door and locked it with a flick of his wand. He approached Harry, placing a cold hand on the boy's neck.
Severus Snape had taken Draco and Harry's relationship the hardest. But after weeks of convincing, he had become one of their biggest supporters. Now that Draco was gone, wherever he was, Severus hated seeing how broken Harry looked.
"The Aurors searched Malfoy Manor yesterday, Potter," Snape began, his voice low. Harry raised his head slowly with a hopeful look on his face. Snape sighed before shaking his head sadly. "They didn't find anything useful. There was no sign that Draco had even been there in years, Harry. It's possible he's taken refuge somewhere else with another Death Eater, or it's possible Lucius is keeping him somewhere. But I swear to you, we will find him."
Harry buried his face in his arms again and tried to keep his sobs quiet. Snape sighed, squeezing Harry's shoulder tightly.
"Potter, I've noticed you've looked a bit green lately. Have you been feeling well?" Snape asked quietly. Harry took a gasping breath before shaking his head no. And just like that, as if his body was reminded that it was ill, Harry lunged off his stool and towards an empty caldron and began expelling what little food was in his stomach. Snape sighed again, approaching the boy slowly. When Harry could do no more than dry heave, Snape handed him a small glass of water.
"Potter, I'm going to ask you a question and I would really appreciate it if you don't get angry and snappy with me, alright?"
"I guess," Harry mumbled, keeping his head down.
"Now I know that you and Draco were…sexually active. And I know Draco tended to be the, what is the term you young ones use? Bottom?"
"Severus…" Harry groaned, burying his head again.
"Now hear me out! Hear me out! I know Draco always bottomed but was there a time recently where you two…switched roles?" Snape asked, his cheeks flushing slightly.
Harry groaned again nodded his head. At this, Snape groaned again.
"Damn it Potter. Why do these things always happen to you?" Snape asked, grabbing the boy's arm and pulling him to his feet. He picked up Harry's bag and slung it over his shoulder as he went.
"What are you talking about? What's going on?"
The two men entered Severus' personal quarters where Harry was pushed down onto the couch. He watched as Snape entered his personal stores and returned holding a small vial which he thrust at Harry. "Drink," he said simply. Harry sighed but did as he was asked, having finally learned to trust the man after he started dating Draco.
"This might feel a bit odd, Potter," Snape sighed. "Gravida." Snape whispered as the spell activated the potion. Harry whimpered slightly as his stomach let off a light green glow. Snape groaned again before stomping off to his book case. In a move that was so much unlike Severus Snape, the Potion's Master sunk down on the couch beside Harry, passing the small book to the scared looking boy.
"Male Pregnancy's?" Harry asked with a confused look on his face. "You're kidding me?"
"I'm afraid not, Potter. Green means pregnant. You'll probably start feeling some discomfort soon when your organs start to shift around to make room for the baby. The morning sickness should stop by the end of your first trimester-the third month. It'll be…It'll be much like a woman's pregnancy with similar symptoms."
"This can't be…But how? How did this happen? How will it come out!" Harry exclaimed, beginning to panic. Snape sighed, beginning to think of as many calming thoughts as possible before touching Harry's arm. The calming vibes seemed to stop the boy from panicking. Instead he stared wide-eyed at Snape, his chest heaving.
"Potter, calm down are you're going to pass out. We aren't really sure how male pregnancies work. It's thought that your magic makes a uterus and then everything is carried out like a normal pregnancy. As for how it'll come out…Well you won't like it. Your body will know when it's time and a…a birthing canal will open. Then birth will be just like a woman's."
Harry whimpered, staring down at his stomach in horror. "This…This can't be happening! Why do these things always happen to me?" Harry moaned, his wide eyes meeting Snape's again.
"You just have a way with bad luck. But think of it this way, Potter," Severus said, his voice softer than Harry had ever heard it. The man reached out and squeezed Harry's hand. "If…If they don't find Draco, in 8 months you'll have a reminder…"
Harry couldn't stop the sobs that began to leave his body. He took in big gasping breathes as Snape pulled the boy into his arms. He rocked the boy back and forth, remembering how he had held Lily just like this years before.
"You have to find him, Severus!" Harry pleaded through his tears. "I can't do this without him."
"We'll do everything we can, child. Until then, you worry about you and the little one growing inside of you. Things are bound to get better soon."
Harry let out a sad sigh, hugging the book on male pregnancy's close to his chest, wishing Draco would just come home.
AN: I hope you liked it. Please review.