Chapter 8: As One World Falls, Another Rises part 1

Harry ran to the nearest room, needing to get away from everyone, ignoring the reporters trying to get him to comment on his son's...he disowned his eldest. Harry sank down to floor, not caring if his tears were seen. His heart broke and his world was quickly falling apart around him. He regretted what he said to his eldest. He was so angry and he hated himself for staying quiet for so long. He was just so used to doing what was expected of him that he went blindly. Even his wedding was an illusion. The only happiness he had, before Blaise, were his children and godson. He sat there on the cold marble floor, his body and mind numb. He didn't care who found him. He felt dead. A pair of sleek mirror shined black boots met his vision and he dared a glance. It was Draco.

"I have never seen you like this in all of our years." The blond said, offering Harry a handkerchief. "You ran out of the room like a bat out of hell."

"Draco, I can't take this. It's too much."

"We're all here for you Harry." The blond said, standing up and holding out his hand to the other man. Harry smiled a bit and placed his hand in Draco's own, allowing the blond to help him to his feet. Both men shared a laugh.

"Talk about déjà vu." Harry said. Draco nodded.

"Only this time, you accepted my hand." He said. Harry smiled and after composing himself, the two men returned to where Blaise, the kids and Lucius were waiting. Blaise didn't need to ask, silently opening his arms for Harry, who went into his embrace and buried his face in Blaise's chest. The Italian held him tight and stroked his hair, whispering words of comfort and love. The two Malfoy men looked at each other and shared a small smile. It was a good match. Lily rested her head on Scorpius' shoulder, who stroked her hair in comfort. Albus was holding Delia as he would Lily and Teddy was holding Delia's hand. They were giving each other the support and comfort they needed.

"Let's get some lunch and rest before we go back into the colosseum." Lucius said. "Now I know how the Glaidators felt back then."

"We're better off Father," Draco said. "We're not getting eaten by lions and tigers and we're not getting killed."

"Yes we are, we're getting eaten up and killed by the media." The elder said. "Now come on, I'm sure Harry and the children are famished. I'm starving and I'd rather not be cranky." With that, he walked on, taking the lead. The others followed him. Soon they all sat down to a decent lunch and had a good rest. Blaise saw that Harry fiddled with his food, he was too nervous to eat but he had to make sure he ate.

"Harry, come now mio amato, you you have to eat."

"I can't, my stomach's too upset." Harry said and before he could say anything more, Blaise gave him a deep, lingering kiss. When they parted, Harry's cheeks pinked and his breath was a bit labored. Blaise smirked and returned to his food. Harry began to eat with fervor and Draco blinked.

"Hey, how come you never hooked me up with that?"

"You're not my type." Blaise said. The blond shot him a look and flipped him the bird. The Italian looked at him and shook his head.

"There are children here, please behave yourself Draco."

"Oh you are no fun." Draco pouted. The kids laughed and Blaise chuckled. When everyone was done with their lunch, they filed back into the courtroom. James was there too, with two Aurors watching him and Ginny was led in with two more Aurors. The jurors, record keeper, and Chief Warlock came back as well.

"We are back, but now it's a new case, Ms. Ginerva Potter née Weasley vs. Mr. Harold James Potter. Ms. Potter, you are charged with conspiracy, a compliance to murder, also, I believe Mr. Potter is filing for a divorce. What are your terms Mr. Potter?"

"That she resumes her maiden name, as well as relinquish her hold on our children. She came with nothing, she leaves with nothing but all her personnel possessions. I also ask that she keeps away from me and my family. She has cost me one son, I will not lose any more children. I want to be free of her."

"And you Ms. Potter?"

"Half of the martial assets and the children, as well as the fortunes and holdings..."

"Why do you feel you are entitled to so much?"

"I bore his children, I earned it."

"Wrong Madame," Mr. Black cut in. "Your Honor she didn't want the children, she never loved her husband. She loved the fame and prestige. As well as the wealth. She saw and treated her husband as a trophy, she tried to influence the children into believing they were above all. She succeeded with one of them. Why allow such a creature to influence more of the future generations?" The Chief Warlock sat back and thought on it. Usually, he favored the mother custody of her children and ordered the husband to pay. Not this time.

"Ms. Potter...no, let the records show that Ms. Ginerva Potter will be known as Ms. Ginerva Weasley from here on. Madame, your actions are vile and disgust me. The mindset of your eldest son is not entirely his own. Therefore full custody of the children, with the exception of Mr. James Sirius Weasley, will be awarded to Mr. Harold James Potter. You Madame, are hereby stripped of your magic, your title and any assets you held in the marriage, which is also null and void, for I am granting Mr. Potter his request for a divorce. Also Ms. Weasley, you will be sent to Azkaban, maximum security facility and with no parole. You will never bother anyone again. So it is ordered. Court is adjourned."

"This is all your fault you little bitch!" Ginny yelled at her daughter. "All you had to do was follow what I said and you would've been better off. Now you've destroyed us."

"No, you destroyed us." Lily countered. "Nothing we had was good enough for you."

"How dare you talk to me you Slytherin whore!" Ginny cried. The courtroom was in an uproar and Ginny was removed from the courtroom. The Chief Warlock took a deep calming breath then turned to Harry.

"Mr. Potter, I am so glad I was able to assist you in the matters at hand. You have been through so much, no one deserves what you had. I wish you and your family all the best. And," He gave Harry an amused smile, "looks like a certain Potions Master is anxious to sweep you off your feet." At this Harry blushed and after thanking the Chief Warlock and biding him farewell, Harry rejoined the group. Draco and Lucius smiled, congratulating him in turn. The kids hugged him and Blaise patiently waited his turn. When the kids were done, he opened his arms and Harry went into them and let it all go. He cried and cried until there was nothing left. He cried for the family that was destroyed by personal prejudices, the wife who's true colors shone through, he also cried for his new found freedom.

"So what happens now?" Draco questioned. Harry looked at Blaise then answered.

"We have to return to the school..."

"No we don't." Blaise said. "I figured you'd say that so I sent a Protronus to Minerva as soon the verdicts were released. She said you are allowed three weeks grievance so, we are going home, packing, and leaving tonight."

"And where are we going Professor Zambini if you please?"

" You, the children, and myself are going to Italy." Blaise said. The kids cheered at the idea of getting away from all the hell they've been through. But Blaise wasn't finished. "Kids, you're only getting a week and a half, the rest is just Harry and myself. You're all in school and you can't miss too much. So when your time is up, you will be picked up by either Mr. Charles Weasley or Scorpius' grandfather. Is everything clear?" The kids nodded, schooling their features. They didn't want to get busted. They were happy that their Headmaster/Father/Godfather and their Potions Master/Head of House were going to use the extra time to get what they rightfully deserved: each other.

Harry paced around the room he used to share with his now ex wife and he grew angry. All the memories of their fights, one sided trysts, their mornings and all. He realized he was never happy with Ginny. He picked up a pillow and began ripping it. He screamed, having his first full blown diva fit! His timing on the other hand, was way off... Harry looked up when he saw Blaise at the door, eyebrows raised and a bemused expression on his face.

"Mio amato," Blaise began as he stepped into the room, closing the door behind and sitting in the emerald black velvet armchair that was near the fireplace. It was Harry's favorite chair! "Did I come at a bad time?"

"I'm sorry you had to see me like that Blaise."

"It's fine mio amato." The Italian said with a smile as he pulled an embarrassed Harry into his lap. "I was wondering on how long it would take for you to have a fit. Also, I came to see if you needed help with the packing."

"Oh, I completely forgot. It's just this room, hell this entire house, is really getting to me. This was our home, the kids were born here and yet, it's too painful for me to be here, or even look at it."

"Tell you what mio amato, don't think on this right now, don't make any decisions on this house just yet. Let's have our vacation, relax and gather our wits. After we return, if you still feel strongly about it, we will see what we can work out alright?" Harry looked at him and smiled.

"Ok, that sounds reasonable. Will you help me, please?"

"It'll be my pleasure." Blaise said as he kissed Harry's lips lightly. "Come on, the children and I are already packed. We're waiting on you now." The two men packed in blessed silence and after a half an hour, Harry looked at the house then placed his hand into Blaise's, almost instantly feeling the familiar pull around his stomach.

When Harry opened his eyes he gasped at the beautiful landscape. The water was blue and Harry saw statues of white marble. The different smells of freshly made food seduced Harry and his stomach was aching to try them all. He was in love...

"Blaise...where..."

"Welcome to Italy Mio amato."

"We are...this place is gorgeous!"

"Come, there's much more to see." Blaise said with a chuckle. "The kids are as anxious as you are to explore. I'll give you the grand tour." Harry snapped out of it and ran to keep up with Blaise, who was amused at Harry's emotion to his homeland. Since he was in diapers, Blaise had visited Italy and even stayed for a spell after graduating from Hogwarts. He even took his apprenticeship here. He took a deep breath and smiled. With Harry and the children here, the Italian finally felt he had come home at last.

Ok, this may be a little short, sorry about that. There's more to come, so please, leave a review or two.