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A/N: This chapter is still in the present time and in Draco's POV as is the final chapter. Please leave me a review or shoot me a PM letting me know what you thought or if you have any ideas for my next chapter fic. I know this chapter is long, but it is worth it because the last few have been kind of short. So, here is Chapter 10 of Secrets, Secrets are No Fun! Enjoy! :)
The next day started early, even for me. I woke up at 4:30 to get ready and met everyone to discuss the plan at 5:45. Ron, Hermione, Dean, Seamus, Ginny, Luna, Neville, Pansy, Blaise, and the rest of the Aurors assigned to the mission were gathered in my living room. They had narrowed down the search area to two houses that were hidden in heavily wooded areas. We were split into two groups. Ron, Hermione, Pansy, Blaise, myself, and ten Aurors were group one and were to search the closer of the two houses to the base. Dean, Seamus, Ginny, Luna, Neville, and the other fifteen Aurors were group two and were to search the second and larger of the two locations.
As we set off to our portkey locations, I was already beginning to feel nervous. Ron and Blaise had told me some of the spells that I was allowed to use if we came under attack, and I just hoped that I would remember them all if needed. We all landed together at the edge of the base in Argentina and from there we immediately started off in the direction of the hidden house. All I could think about was finding Harry and getting him home.
We finally reached the house and slowly made our way in, Aurors first then me and Hermione. Ron and Blaise both stayed back with me while Pansy was put on protection duty for Hermione, not that she needed it, but Ron had insisted. As we cleared room after room of the house, I was quickly losing hope in finding Harry here. That hope was demolished as we cleared the last room and Harry was nowhere to be found.
Blaise looked over at me and gave an encouraging smile, "He's probably in the other location."
I could only nod as my world was slowly collapsing in on me. I was devastated that we still hadn't found Harry and was fearful that we never would…at least not alive. He'd already been held hostage for weeks, and that was assuming that they hadn't killed him yet. My heart dropped into my stomach. Suddenly, a message from the Beta Team came over the radio.
"Alpha Team, this is Beta Team Leader. We need extra hands over here. We've found a large group of Death Eaters that are protecting a back room. Repeat, we've found a large group of Death Eater protecting a back room and we need back up."
"Beta Team, this is Alpha Team Leader. We are on our way now."
And with that, we were off. We couldn't apparate directly to the house because none of us had ever actually seen it, but most of the Aurors had seen the surrounding flora. We were able to apparate and side-along to the outskirts of the property, where we continued running until we were in the bowels of the house. When we caught up to the Beta Team, it was clear that they were at a standstill.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't pathetic little Draco Malfoy. I didn't realize that you were brave enough to become an Auror, or qualified for that matter. How's dear old mummy and daddy? Are they enjoying their stay in Azkaban?"
"Just ignore them, Dray. They're just trying to get under your skin," Blaise said quietly, as I nodded my understanding.
I was succeeding in ignoring them until I was abruptly hit with a wordless hex. I fell to the ground with a groan and with that, the standstill erupted into a very nasty wand fight. Hermione was at my side healing me before I even hit the ground. Pansy and Blaise formed a wall in front of us so we wouldn't be hit by stray spells. Ron quickly moved his way to the front of the pack accurately firing off spells to disarm and destroy the Death Eaters.
"You're going to be fine, Draco. Okay? Just stay still a moment longer and you will be good as new. I promise. Then we can find Harry. Okay?" Hermione asked as she continued to heal my wounds.
I nodded in response while trying to keep my eyes on the battle that was taking place. It looked like the Aurors had knocked out all but three or four of the Death Eaters while the Death Eaters had only taken out three of our side. As soon as Hermione finished healing me, she quickly made her way to the others who were injured.
I stood up warily, wand drawn, ready to fight as Blaise hit the last Death Eater with the Killing Curse. I quickly realized what had happened as the other Aurors blasted the door to the back room opened and started shouting. Blaise helped me steady myself on my feet as we slowly walked over to meet up with the group of Aurors already at the door.
Once at the threshold, I cautiously look in. All I could see were several Aurors gathered around a few areas in the room, one of which was a post. One of the Aurors moved, and I could see chains that looked like they had been used recently. My heart constricted painfully in my chest. Soon after, Ron looked up and motioned for me to come over by him.
I walked carefully to his side and saw Harry, finally. I had been waiting for months to see my beloved and now that it was here, I couldn't help but let a few tears loose. He looked like he'd been beaten pretty severely and frequently. When I went to cup his cheek, he flinched but didn't back out of the touch and instead looked at me.
"Hi babe. You're safe. I'm here. They're not going to hurt you anymore, I promise. Shh. You're safe. I'm here. I'm here. They can't hurt you anymore," I kept saying over and over in his ears as he clung to me and sobbed.
Soon, Hermione came up and gave Harry a calming draught and sedative so she could transport him safely to St. Mungo's. As soon as we apparated to the hospital, Harry was rushed into a back room to be diagnosed and treated. Several hours later, Hermione came out looking more ragged than before and said that he'd been hurt bad, but they were able to repair most of the damage. There were a few bones and other nonphysical injuries that they would have to fix later. But, Harry was stable and that's all I cared about.
I walked into the room and saw his beautiful emerald eyes looking at me blankly. I sat on the edge of the bed and started to smooth his hair down, to no avail, but it was done out of comfort. The longer I sat there the more intently Harry looked at me. I was about to question his look when he finally opened his mouth to talk.
"Who are you?"
My heart sank.
A/N: I know this is incredibly sad. Please don't hate me. It gets better in the next chapter. Thank you so much for reading and please leave me a review! I love hearing your feedback! Have a wonderful day!
~DrarryLover28