Title: Truth behind the name and the lies pt.5

Pairing: DracoxHarry, OliverxPercy, twincest?

Fandom: HP

Notes: An abused boy finds out he's a wizard and a hero; his tormented mind rebels. One person sees through the misconceptions to the real Harry and treats him the way he deserves. How does this change them both and those around them?

Chapter 20- Blaise has a vision and the Heir of Gryffindor rises

Blaise was sleeping once more, a strange and troubling dream…

His body felt smooth, powerful and flexible. He was gliding between shining metal bars, across dark, cold stone. He was flat against the floor, sliding along on his belly. It was dark, yet he could see objects around him shimmering in strange, vibrant colors not at all the way he usually saw with his Veela heightened eyes. He was turning his head, at first glance the corridor was empty but no a man was sitting on the floor ahead, his chin drooping on to his chest, his outline gleaming in the dark…

Blaise put out his tongue; he tasted the man's scent on the air. The man was alive but drowsy and sitting in front of a door at the end of the corridor…

Blaise longed to bite the man but he must master the impulse, he had more important work to do…

But the man was stirring, a silver Cloak fell from his legs as he jumped to his feet; and Blaise saw his vibrant, blurred outline towering above him, saw a wand withdrawn from a belt. He had no choice, he reared high from the floor and struck once, twice, three times, plunging his fangs deeply into the man's flesh, feeling his ribs splinter beneath his jaws, feeling the warm gush of blood…

The man was yelling in pain, the voice was recognized. Then he fell silent as he slumped backwards against the wall. There blood was splattering on to the floor…

Blaise heard running feet, "Mr. Weasley!"

Neville's voice…

The snake tried to flee.

There was the flash of silver, the sound of a sword cutting through the air. Blaise felt the knife bit into his flesh and woke with a start.

He closed his eyes, reaching out to his flock, where was Neville? The dungeon.

He tore out of the rooms he shared with his husband and his children near the library. It didn't matter that it was after two in the morning. He made his way to the dungeon to the Slytherin common room and threw open Adrian's door.

Adrian bolted upright in bed, "Blaise what the hell do you want?" he blinked checking the time, "It's close to three in the morning."

"I had another one. A vision. I have to talk to Coraline but my father in law…danger is approaching him. Neville, he's supposed to save him."

Adrian looked at the sleeping boy sharing his bed, "My Neville?"

Neville woke slowly, "Adrian? What time is it?"

"Ten to three."

"Why are you up?"

Blaise entered the room, "Danger is approaching Arthur Weasley. Something dark and terrible."

There was a crackle of flames beside him, "It's that ruddy snake. The one Creon and I distracted. Nagini I think her name is."

Blaise blinked, "Benia?"

"You're right about that dream of yours, Eagle. I feel her, Coraline she's up in the room with Hermione having a sort of panic attack. She senses some impending disaster." The phoenix said with sorrow.

Neville blinked, "A Snake?"

Benia nodded, "The Dark Lord's familiar."

Adrian spoke up, "You mentioned Neville and a sword."

Neville stared at Blaise, "A sword? Gran once mentioned a sword, the sword of Godric Gryffindor. It's goblin-made silver, charmed to absorb things that would make it stronger."

"That snake is like the Lion used to be. It has a shard of the Dark Lord."

"Then we need Basilisk venom. Tell me about this sword." Blaise asked distracted by worry.

"It's said that it would come to the heir of Godric Gryffindor in the hour of his greatest need." Neville said simply.

"The centaur Bane said you were the heir of Gryffindor. If you were facing that snake who held a shard of the Dark Lord's soul it would come to you?"

Neville gulped, "I suppose it would."

"If we have basilisk venom it would absorb it?" Blaise asked thinking out loud.

"Where do we get such a thing?" Adrian asked.

Blaise summoned a bag similar to what they'd stored the first one in, "Benia, isn't it true that a Phoenix can go almost anywhere they please if they know how to get there?"

Benia laughed, "True. You want me to retrieve the other fang quickly?"

"How much time do we have?" Blaise asked, "I've never had a vision just before it happened."

Benia sighed, "Little time. Luna's sense of impending doom is getting stronger. When I sense she's fainted we've run out of time." She snatched the bag out of Blaisé's hand, "I'd better hurry."

Adrian was worried, "Are you sure we should hinge this all on a centaur's word that Neville is the Heir of Gryffindor and that if he engages this snake that the sword will come to him?"

"I was in the snake's mind. I heard Neville with a sword. I felt him attack the snake with the sword." Blaise insisted. "I'm not sure where Arthur is…but I know who can take you to him. He'll need Severus…he'll need both a Healer and a Potion Master." He summoned one of his House Elves.

Jocy appeared, "Master Blaise? What does the Prewett consort need of Jocy?"

Blaisé's brow furrowed, "Is Arthur at home?"

Jocy shook his head, "Master Arthur is at work."

"Arthur is in Danger. As soon as Benia Draco's Phoenix returns you must take Neville to where Arthur is. Then meet me in Severus' quarters." Blaise said in a hurried voice.

Jocy blinked his huge eyes, "Yes Master Blaise. Jocy do whatever the Prewett consort asks."

Adrian blinked, "You can track down a wizard?"

"Yes sir. Master Arthur joined himself to the Prewett family just as Master Blaise did. Jocy can find anyone who joins the Prewett family as easily as finding someone with Prewett blood." Jocy nodded.

Blaise slipped away, making his way out of the Slytherin dungeon to Severus and Remus' room. He woke up their very distraught sleepy portrait and entered their rooms. He was about to knock on Severus and Remus' door when he noticed Severus curled up a sleep in Harry and Draco's old room. He shook the man awake.

"Blaise? What time is it?"

"Three in the morning or thereabouts. Now before you even think about docking points for me being out of bed, I had a vision; a vision of Arthur being attacked by the Dark Lord's snake. Benia told me that its name is Nagini and it is host to a shard of the Dark Lord's soul. I don't know what kind of snake it is but I was in its mind, it attacked him three times. He will be bleeding terribly and there are cracked ribs, I'm certain that the snake is venomous. Before you tell me it might not be happening yet, Coraline has been having a panic attack according to Benia. She senses that someone is in danger." Blaise said in a determined whisper.

Remus' large shape loomed in the doorway, "Arthur's in danger?"

Blaise nodded, "He will be."

Benia arrived with a crack of flame, "Coraline has fainted. Neville is on his way, the sword will come to him."

Jocy Apparated in with a soft crack, "Oh Master Arthur. Master Blaise!" his large bulbous eyes filled tears.

Severus was already on his feet, his healer's kit in his hand. He kissed Remus, "Be back soon."

Remus hugged him, "Be safe."

Blaise nodded, "Take Severus to Arthur."

Jocy grabbed Severus' arm and they were gone with a pop.

Blaise left Remus to wake his husband, flooing directly from Severus' fire to his own. Summoning Audy as he left the green flames, "Go wake Fred, Percy and Bill. Tell them to meet us at St. Mungos."

"What about Mistress Molly? The clock from her father, Old Lord Prewett will surely be saying Master Arthur is in Mortal Peril." Audy asked.

"That is up to Bill as head of his family it is up to him to decide if his mother is to be informed." Blaise said before disappearing into his bedroom and shaking his husband, "Amante, wake up."

"Blaise?" Charlie muttered sleepily.

"You must go to St. Mungos. Right now! Your father, he's been attacked. I couldn't prevent it but I did my best to be sure he would live. I'll take the babies to the Manor but you must go." He kissed him, summoning clean clothes and putting them in Charlie's hands. "I love you."

"Dad? Attacked?"

"It has something to do with the Dark Lord." Blaise said, it was all he knew…

Charlie was out of bed and jumping into his clothes.

Blaise went to scoop up his babies into their carrycots and was entering the floo not ten minutes after his husband.

XoooooX

Neville had Apparated to a corridor made of stone; he thought it might be in the Ministry. He spotted a snake just before him attacking Mr. Weasley; in his hand was the bag with the Basilisk Fang. Adrian was also with him, having refused to let him go alone. Neville's eyes narrowed, he ran at the snake. He felt cold metal in his hand, the Sword! He plunged the blade into the bag with the fang, tossing the bag at Adrian and advanced towards the snake. Wielding the sword as if he'd always used one he attacked the snake, it was long and green.

Adrian watched, it was like Neville had become a different person. He was attack a huge snake as if he'd been born to do it. His Neville was the Heir of Gryffindor?

Neville beheaded the snake and held out his hand, flames leapt from it.

Then the fire mutated, forming a gigantic pack of fiery beasts: Flaming serpents, chimaeras, and dragons that attacked the snake.

Adrian cringed, Fiendfyre? But Neville was not a Dark Wizard…

Neville's Fiendfyre didn't rage out of control it merely consumed the body of the snake and burned itself out. That wasn't what Fiendfyre was said to do…it was supposed to rage out of control and consume everything including its caster unless one was a very powerful Dark Wizard.

Neville fell to his knees leaning heavily on his sword.

Adrian hurried to his side in time to hear the pop of Apparation.

Severus spotted Adrian and Neville but paid them no mind as he hurried to his patient. It took two seconds to assess the damage the snake had done. "Jocy take us both to St. Mungos." He slid his arms through the blood and beneath the bleeding fellow former member of the Order of the Phoenix. Molly hadn't known but Arthur had been a member during his Auror days.

"Yes Lord Prince." Jocy said and they disappeared with a pop.

Adrian summoned one of his family house elves and had them Apparated back to his rooms in the Slytherin dungeon.

~AUTHORS NOTE- IMPORTANT~

Okay this wasn't the chapter I was originally going to post. I was about to post one when I realized that this came first. Haha this wasn't exactly what I was expecting to happen when I was working on part four but this is way better. I know you'll hating me for the cliffy but the chapter is far too long for just on post. Hang on...