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****** The Terror of Hogwarts ******
by MLissagirl [archived by HPFandom_archivist]
Summary
     Draco, 25, is having problems with his 14 year old, adopted son. How
     can Harry help? Mini-mention of Harry/Ginny.
Notes
     Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally
     archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial
     reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its
     works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I
     e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but
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     profile.
***** Chapter 1 *****
Disclaimer: Everything you recognize, is not mine but belongs to the very
talented writer; JK Rowling! No suing please!
 
A/N: Don't worry, I'm not going to abandon Childhood Discoveries, but this
multi-chapter story is one I have written in 5 days, when I had some sort of a
writers block for my current story. I'll try to post one chapter a day for this
story. I hope you like it!
 
“David Marco Malfoy!! Get your butt here this instant!!” Draco Malfoy bellowed
to his son. A tall, brown haired boy with light brown eyes, slowly made his way
into the living room.
 
“What?” the 14 year old asked, bored. His father was not happy.
 
“What is this about?” Draco waved 4 letters in front of his son’s face.
 
“How should I know? I’m no Seer.”
 
“Don’t take that tone with me Davey! These are letters from the parents of
Lisa, Robin, Patrick and some boy named Sharib, complaining about your poor
behaviour to their children. It seems that you send death threats to Patrick,
you continuously verbally abused Lisa, Sharib won’t stop talking backwards
because of a curse you apparently put on him and Robin is scared to death to go
back to school because she’s afraid you’ll embarrass her in front of the entire
school again!! Explain young man!” Draco finished his tirade but Davey seemed
to be unfazed.
 
“I was just having some fun! So what?” Davey shrugged. Draco couldn’t believe
it!
 
“These are very serious complaints! Ever since… ever since you’ve…” Draco
sighed.
 
“Ever since I’ve been kidnapped. You can’t even say it! I’m over it you know,”
Davey snarled.
 
“That’s the point! I don’t think you’re over it. You won’t tell me what
happened when you where k...k...kidnapped but I could tell something did
happen. First you where more or less the son I recognized but after a few weeks
you started making trouble. You’ve been brought home by the police 7 times! You
worried me sick for days on end when you would decide to disappear for God
knows how long! I’m getting complaints from parents, the headmaster and
teachers alike about your behaviour at school, you grades are dropping…”
 
“Okay! I get the point! It’s nothing, stay out of it!” Davey screamed and ran
to his room.
 
“Davey!!! Get back here!” Draco yelled but all he got was the sound of the door
being slammed shut.
 
Draco sighed deeply. 25 was far to young to have a 14 year old son. Especially
when said son was a very troublesome one. He should’ve waited a bit longer
before thinking about adoption but when he visited the local orphanage for some
publicity thing, he was sold when he saw the little boy.
 
7 year old Davey was playing with a few muggle cars when he looked right into
Draco’s eyes. Draco was so intrigued that he spend the entire afternoon with
the little boy. 5 weeks of visiting Davey daily followed and Draco found out
that he possessed magic. The adoption was over and done with, within the week.
Both Draco and Davey where very happy and when he was 11, Davey got accepted at
Hogwarts. His House was Slytherin.
 
He quickly made friends with Gryffindors Robin and Patrick. Lisa was in his
House and a good friend too. The quartet of friends where often the thorn in
the eyes of many professors.
 
But last year, halfway into Davey’s third year, he was kidnapped. No one knew
who kidnapped him and Davey wouldn’t tell anyone.
 
While Davey was kidnapped, Draco was out of his mind with worry and fear. He
didn’t sleep or eat and feared for his sons life. After a terrifying week,
Davey appeared on his doorstep again. Draco never was so happy in his life but
something was different in Davey. He was withdrawn and after a few weeks he
became the troublesome teen he is today.
         *************************************************************
Harry Potter was excited. He was the new DADA teacher and he was looking
forward to it.
 
“Daddy? Are we going now?” The little girl who was playing with her dolls, was
now looking at her daddy, pleadingly. Harry picked his 4 year old daughter up.
 
“Soon honey. Why don’t you put away your dolls and I’ll pack the last few
things.” Harry put his daughter down and watched her while she quickly packed
up her dolls.
 
Lynette Ginevra Potter had her mothers beautiful red hair and her fathers
bright green eyes. Harry sighed sadly. He and Ginny married as soon as she
graduated. For Ginny it was a dream come true but Harry felt as if something
was missing. Even when Lyn was born, he missed something. He loved Ginny, but
in a different way, he couldn’t quite describe it.
 
After Lyn was born, Ginny developed Postnatal Depression. After a very
difficult time trying to protect Ginny as well as Lyn, Harry had found Ginny in
their library, her wrists slit. Harry was devastated. His friends Hermione and
Ron died in the war but his other friend Blaise Zabini was a big help for Harry
and Lyn. He would baby sit when Harry needed some time alone and he was
grateful for that.
 
That was 4 years ago now and Blaise had married Pansy. Harry was the godfather
of their 2 year old triplets; Camisha, Nathaniel and Alexander. Harry was
pulled out of his thoughts by his daughter’s sweet voice.
 
“Daddy! Go packing!” Lyn pushed him towards the bedroom and he smiled. He bent
down and kissed her nose.
 
“Love you Lyn,” he said.
 
“Love you daddy,” she giggled and with one last push, Harry went to pack the
last of their things.
 
At Hogwarts
 
Harry and Lyn where sitting in a chair in Dumbledore’s office.
 
“All you have to do is sign these papers and the job is yours,” Dumbledore
explained. Harry signed the papers and stood up.
 
“It’s good to be back here sir. If you don’t mind, we would like to get settled
in before the students arrive tonight,”
 
“Of course! I’ll show you to your rooms. Oh and Harry, if you are looking for a
baby sitter, Dobby and Winky would love to take care of that.” Dumbledore
walked Harry and Lyn to their rooms.
 
“Thank you sir, I’ll see.” Harry smiled and went inside. The living room was
spacious and there was a special area for Lyn’s toys. Three bedrooms were
connected with doors and the bathroom was big with a giant tub in it. The
kitchen was nice and light.
 
“Why don’t you unpack you dolls and other toys and put them over there?” Harry
placed a big trunk in the play area and Lyn happily began unpacking.
 
“Dobby, Winky!” Harry called. 2 pops were heard and the elves appeared.
 
“Hello! How are you both?” Harry asked. Dobby and Winky were both smiling like
crazy.
 
“We are very happy, Harry Potter sir! We are married!” Dobby squeaked happily.
 
“You are? Congratulations!” Harry smiled at them.
 
“Thank you Harry Potter sir. What can we do for you?” Winky asked.
 
“Well, the headmaster told me that you would like to watch Lyn while I teach?”
Harry asked. Dobby nodded.
 
“Yes! We would love to watch the young Miss Potter!” he said excitingly.
 
“Okay. Well I was planning on taking her to breakfast in the Great Hall every
morning but I want to wait a week or 2 before doing that, so she can get used
to living here. Then I want to spend the lunch here in my room with her and
dinner too. Although if I have a lot of homework to correct then I probably
won’t be in before 8. I’ll let you know though, when that happens. Is that okay
with you?” Harry asked shyly.
 
“Sure! We must be going now but we will see Harry Potter sir and Miss Potter
tomorrow after breakfast,” Winky said and bowed deeply.
 
“Thank you!” Harry said and they disappeared.
 
“Daddy! Come play!” Lyn called from the play area and Harry smiled. Harry
Potter, 25, still playing with dolls. Well, anything for his daughter!
***** Chapter 2 *****

Author's notes: Continue
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A/N: Chapter 2!
 
When the students arrived that evening, Hogwarts was buzzing. The Welcoming
Feast was huge as ever and everybody was chatting about their summers. Harry
smiled softly and thought back to when he was a student. He was always happy to
be back at Hogwarts. He missed his friends though. He felt sad when he thought
of Hermione and Ron. Hermione was thinking about teaching at Hogwarts. Ron
would’ve chosen a professional flying career. It’s really not fair that they
couldn’t follow their dreams. Harry didn’t have a change to think about it any
further because the Feast was over and it was time to go to bed.
 
Next day, DADA
 
“Hello class. I’m Professor Potter and I will be teaching you Defence Against
the Dark Arts. Any questions?” Harry sat down on the edge of his desk and
looked at his class. It was a mix of the Gryffindor and Slytherin 4th years.
 
“Are you the Harry Potter who defeated Voldemort,” a boy with brown hair and
light brown eyes asked arrogantly.
 
“Yes. And you are?” Harry asked him, looking right into his eyes.
 
“Davey, Davey Malfoy.” Malfoy?! That is not possible, this kid is 14 and Draco
is 25 or something. And he doesn’t look like a Malfoy.
 
“I’m adopted,” Davey said harshly as if he could read Harry’s mind.
 
“Well Davey, maybe you can tell me what the subjects of last year where?” Harry
asked, not taking his eyes off the obstinate teen.
 
“I wouldn’t know, I skipped a lot,” Davey snarled.
 
“He was kidnapped last year sir. He was home schooled for the last half of the
year,” a boy with dirty blonde hair piped up. Davey gave him a shove and the
boy landed hard on the ground.
 
“Shut up Patrick!!” he yelled at him. Harry stood up and walked over to the 2
boys.
 
“I don’t go blabbing about your personal life!” Davey went to punch him but
Harry stepped up and grabbed his wrist.
 
“Davey! Attacking another student is unacceptable. Now apologize and sit down!”
Harry bit out.
 
“No way I’m apologizing! He had no right to say that!” Davey yelled at Harry.
 
“You’re right, he shouldn’t have but physically attacking him is not a way to
respond to that!” Harry was not amused and Davey was pushing all the wrong
buttons.
 
“Davey, just listen to him, he’s no match for you,” a black haired girl said to
him.
 
“Lisa, stay out of it!”
 
“Davey! Please, sit down!” Lisa tried again but he didn’t listen
 
“Shut up, you slut!” Davey hissed and shoved Lisa hard against the wall. Harry
pulled Davey away.
 
“Enough! Mr Malfoy, you just earned yourself a week’s worth of detention! I
want to see you here every night at 8, starting tonight. Now get out!” Harry
hissed dangerously.
 
“Fine!” Davey yelled and ran out, slamming the door. Harry took a deep breath
and turned to Lisa and Patrick
 
“Are you okay?” he asked.
 
“Just a bit shaken up,” she said
 
“I’m fine,” Patrick huffed. Harry nodded and continued with the lesson.
 
That night at 8
 
Davey knocked on the door to the DADA classroom.
 
“Come in,” he heard and opened the door.
 
“So you actually showed up. Good. Let’s go to my rooms.” Harry thought he
actually saw a flicker of fear in the young boy’s eyes but it was gone so fast,
he forgot about it.
 
“Why?” Davey asked.
 
“Because I have a life outside of teaching. I have someone waiting for me. Now
come on.” They walked to Harry’s rooms and went inside.
 
“Sit down. Do you want something to drink?” Harry asked. Davey shook his head
and sat down carefully on one of the couches. He looked around and Harry saw
the fear clearly now. He wondered why the boy would be so afraid of the room.
He didn’t have time to dwell on it because he heard his daughter calling.
 
“Daddy!” Lyn came flying at him. Harry crouched down and scooped her up.
 
“Hey princess! How was your day?” he asked the exited girl.
 
“Great! We baked cookies and I could draw on a huge piece of paper that they
had hung on the wall!” she babbled excitingly. Harry laughed.
 
“Sounds like fun princess.” Lyn looked at Davey on the couch.
 
“Who are you?” she asked him. Davey looked at her with a strange look.
 
“I’m Davey,” he said shortly but that didn’t stop the energetic girl.
 
“Hi Davey, I’m Lyn. Nice to meet you!” She held out her hand. Davey looked at
it for a while but gently shook it.
 
“Nice to meet you too,” he said quickly and looked away. Harry smiled at the
display.
 
“Honey, why don’t you go play with your dolls for a bit?” Lyn nodded and went
to her play area.
 
“Didn’t know you had a daughter. How old is she?” Davey asked when Harry sat
down next to him.
 
“She’s 4. Just a bit wise for her age,” Harry chuckled. Davey smiled too.
 
“Do you have any brothers or sisters?” Harry asked. Davey’s expression turned
sombre.
 
“I had a sister, Kathy. She was 5 when she died. I was 2,” Davey answered
softly, looking at the floor. This was a side Harry had not seen yet.
 
“I’m sorry,” Harry said sincerely. Davey shook his head.
 
“Was my mothers fault. She let her alone in the pool and so she drowned. At
least that’s what my father screamed at her. My biological father,” Davey
added.
 
“You’re adopted, right. So where you in an orphanage?” Harry asked.
 
“Yeah. My parents died while trying to defend themselves from Voldemort’s Death
Eaters. I was five and staying over at a friends house. That same night I was
placed into a muggle orphanage.” Davey looked lost in the memories and Harry
felt for him. He knew what it was like, to lose you’re parents at a young age.
 
“I was 7 when my dad adopted me.”
 
“And your dad is Draco Malfoy right?” Harry asked. The boy nodded.
 
“Yeah, from a few stories I heard from him, I gathered you weren’t exactly the
closest of friends.”
 
“No we weren’t. Except for 7th year. We managed to be civil to each other. Got
to say that it made my life a whole lot easier,” Harry chuckled.
 
“Why did you hate each other so much. Dad wouldn’t tell me,” Davey asked
eagerly.
 
“Well, I can’t speak for him of course but I never really hated him. Apart from
Hagrid, he was the first wizard I met. It was in Madam Malkins and I remember
that he was really arrogant and looking down on everyone. He was a Pureblood
and thought he was better then everybody else.
 
Then I met him on the train, making fun of my very first friend. He had found
out who I was and asked me to be his friend but my impression of him was not so
great, so I turned it down. I think that was the reason Draco hated me so much.
For me he was just annoying, a regular bully and I already knew enough about
those,” Harry tried to explain.
 
“Wow. And you really didn’t know you were a wizard?” Davey asked.
 
“No. After my parents were killed, I was shipped of to my aunt, who was a
muggle. She, my cousin and my uncle, were not so kind to me and saw me as a
nuisance. They never told me about me being a wizard or having parents who
were. They told me my parents died in a car crash.”
 
“That’s just wrong! Were you ever…hit by them?” Davey asked uncertain. Harry
sighed.
 
“Sometimes, but I have my own life now and a beautiful daughter, so I try not
to think about it to much.”
 
“You’re a lucky man Professor,” Davey sighed.
 
“Sometimes. Well I think we should call it a night.” Harry stood up and walked
to the door. Davey followed him.
 
“I thought I had detention?” Davey said.
 
“You have. Same time tomorrow. Good night.”
 
“Good night. Oh Professor, thanks.”
 
“For what?” Harry was confused.
 
“For being honest.” With that Davey walked away.
 
“Daddy, I’m tired!” Lyn pulled on his sleeve and he picked her up.
 
“Well young lady, it’s well past you bedtime. Let’s go to bed.” Harry helped
her to brush her teeth and get into bed. He read her a story but she was
already asleep before the first page was done. He kissed her forehead.
 
“Goodnight princess.” He whispered and went to bed himself.
 
About 3 in the morning, Harry awoke to someone crawling inside his bed and
snuggling close to him.
 
“Lyn?” he asked sleepily.
 
“I don’t want to sleep in my room anymore daddy, bad things happened there,”
she half sobbed. Harry stroked through her hair.
 
“What kind of bad things honey?” Lyn shook her head.
 
“It’s a secret. Goodnight daddy.”
 
“Yeah, goodnight princess.” Harry kissed her forehead again and together they
fell asleep.
***** Chapter 3 *****

Author's notes: Continue.
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A/N: Another chappie!
 
The next day was uneventful. His students were behaving themselves this time
and the lessons were fun too. At lunch his daughter babbled about going fishing
with Dobby and Winky. Harry was a bit worried about that and called the 2 house
elves.
 
“You don’t have to worry, Harry Potter sir. Miss Potter will be wearing a
Harness Spell so she can’t fall into the water.” Harry sighed in relief and
gave permission for his daughter to go.
 
At 8 o clock, it was time for Davey’s detention. Harry had asked him to come to
his rooms again. Harry had figured out that talking was the best detention for
Davey. It seemed that Davey had put a bit of trust in Harry and he was going o
use it to get Davey to open up more and talk about his problems.
 
Harry had asked the Headmaster for Davey’s file and it was a big one. But Harry
saw things no one could see. The complaints were serious but nothing too
criminal. Harry believed that Davey was still struggling to cope with having
been kidnapped.
 
Harry opened the door when there was a knock.
 
“Hi Davey, come on in.” Davey stepped inside and sat down on the couch. Lyn
looked up from where she was playing and smiled at him.
 
“Hi Davey!” she waved. Davey waved back.
 
“Hi Lyn,” he said. Harry could see that he was beginning to warm up to the
little girl. Lyn had that effect on people.
 
“So Davey, how was your day today?” Harry asked.
 
“It was alright,” he said shortly.
 
“Right.”
 
“Excuse me, I have to use the bathroom.” Davey stood up and walked to the
bathroom. Harry was amazed. When Davey came back he had to know.
 
“How did you know where the bathroom was?” Davey looked at him, again with a
bit of fear in his eyes.
 
“Ehm. The.. the layout is quite the same everywhere so…” Davey stumbled.
 
“Well I went to this school too and in Hogwarts not even the classrooms are the
same so that would be incorrect,” Harry told him. Davey kept quiet.
 
“Have you been here before then?” Harry asked. Again, the fear was showing
clearly. Harry decided to take a risk.
 
“Look, don’t take this the wrong way but every time you are in this room, you
seem scared. You knew he way to the bathroom already so I’m guessing you’ve
been here before and you didn’t like it. What happened?” Harry asked carefully.
 
“You’re right. But I don’t want to talk about it. You already know more then
I’ve ever told any one,” Davey whispered.
 
“Your dad doesn’t know?” Harry asked, slightly shocked. Davey shook his head.
 
“Of course not.”
 
“Why not?”
 
“I don’t want to bother him with it. It’s to complicated,” Davey sighed.
 
“He’s your father, of course you don’t bother him with it. He would want to
know what happened.”
 
“What difference does it make?!” Davey got angry now. Harry held up his hand.
 
“You’re right. It doesn’t take away- whatever is it that happened- but he can
help you deal with it,” Harry explained.
 
“Like I said, it’s to complicated! Can we just drop it?!” Davey refused to
continue to talk. Harry sighed.
 
“Right. I won’t force you but I’m here if you want to talk.” Davey nodded.
 
“So, why does Lyn stay here all the time. Doesn’t she need to eat?” Davey
changed the subject.
 
“We eat here. It’s just for a few days, till she’s settled in a bit. It’s a bit
difficult though because she won’t go to sleep in her room.”
 
“Why not?” Davey asked suddenly.
 
“She said bad things happened there.” Harry said, looking closely at Davey. The
boy flinched but didn't show any other signs that could tell Harry something.
 
“Maybe she just had a bad dream?” Davey suggested.
 
“Yeah, maybe. It’s getting late, time to go to bed. I see you same time
tomorrow.” Harry opened the door and let Davey out. He put Lyn in his bed and
asked Dobby and Winky to watch her for a bit. Then he went to Dumbledore. Harry
was on a mission.
 
He named all the sweets he knew and finally at Flying Pig Gummies, the gargoyle
moved. When he arrived at the office, the headmaster was already waiting for
him.
 
“Want a lemon drop Harry? No, well what can I do for you?” he asked with that
damn twinkle in his eyes.
 
“I want to know who the last DADA teacher was and why he left,” Harry
practically demanded.
 
“That would be Professor Ymolfa. He taught DADA for one year and then had to
quit because of personal reasons."
 
“Do you have his file?” Harry asked.
 
“Yes I have but first I want to know what you are up to.”
 
“Okay, first day in class Davey Malfoy got violent with 2 other students. I
gave him a week detention. Yesterday was the first and we went to my rooms
because Lyn was waiting for me there. When he was there he got this frightful
look on his face. Today he needed to go to the bathroom and he knew where it
was without me telling him. I concluded that he had been here before. When I
mentioned it, he got all defensive but admitted he has been there before and it
wasn’t good. So that’s why I want to know all about the last professor,” Harry
said quickly.
 
“You’ve reached a point in 2 days, which we have been trying to reach since the
kidnapping,” Dumbledore said in awe and pulled out a file.
 
“Let me know what you find out,” Dumbledore said and Harry went back to his
room.
 
He opened the file and found a picture. He felt a wave of magic wash over him
but having quick reflexes paid off and he quickly pulled up a shield till the
magic stopped.
 
“That was strange,” he whispered. He looked at the picture again…
 
“That’s impossible!” Harry rubbed his eyes and looked again. Lucius Malfoy was
still staring back at him. Harry grabbed a handful of Floo Powder and threw it
in the flames.
 
“Albus Dumbledore!” Harry called hastily. A few moments later, the head of
Dumbledore was floating in the flames.
 
“What is the matter Harry?” he asked worriedly.
 
“The last professor was Lucius Malfoy!!” Harry yelled. Dumbledore disappeared
and a few seconds later he stepped out of the fire.
 
“That is not possible!” the old man said.
 
“It is possible! Look at his picture!” Harry showed him the picture. Albus
Dumbledore was shocked.
 
“There was a very strong glamour on the file. I took it off. My god, what has
he done to Davey. Or any other student for that matter? We need to find out.
Wait…Lyn!” Harry went to his bedroom and looked at his daughter, sleeping
softly on his bed.
***** Chapter 4 *****

Author's notes: Continue.
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A/N: Thanks for the reviews everyone! Another chappie! Oh... starting tomorrow
I don't have my laptop for at least a week. My laptop needs to be checked out
because it keeps shutting down. So I won't be able to update. SORRY!!
 
WARNING!! Graphic rape!!
 
“Harry?” Dumbledore looked at him with a confused expression.
 
“Yesterday, she had a dream. She won’t sleep in her own room anymore because
‘bad things happened there.’ I’m going to use Legilimens on her to see what she
saw.” Harry took a deep breath and went into his daughter’s mind. He zapped
through her mind till he found the dream he wanted.
 
“Davey! Detention! In my rooms at 7!” Lucius snarled. Davey looked at him
incredulously.
 
“But sir, I haven’t done anything!” he defended himself.
 
“You’re homework is dismal. I’ll tutor you,” Lucius sneered and stalked off.
Davey sighed.
 
---Next moment---
 
Davey knocked on the door and Lucius opened it with a big grin on his face.
 
“Come in, come in!” Davey stepped inside and sat on the couch.
 
“The study is through there.” Lucius pointed at the room, Harry recognized as
Lyn’s room. Davey followed him in and came to a halt when he saw the bed.
 
“This is not the study,” Davey told him, but Lucius shoved him inside.
 
“But we’re here to learn things my dear boy! I can’t believe my son adopted
you, you’re weak!” Lucius hissed in his ear.
 
“Your son?” Davey asked, while trying to get away from him.
 
“Yes, Draco. I’m Lucius, Draco’s father.” Lucius took off his glamour and Davey
gasped.
 
“Now stop struggling!” Lucius whispered and pushed the boy on the bed. Then he
advanced on him. Davey tried to get off the bed but was soon tied down and
naked.
 
“No! Please, I don’t want this! Please stop!” Davey sobbed while Lucius
continued to kiss his chest and neck.
 
“Oh, you want this. You provoked me, flirted with me and now I want my prize
for being so patient.” Lucius kissed the struggling boy underneath him. Davey
turned his head away.
 
“I hate you! I’ll tell everyone what you did to me!” Davey yelled and tried to
kick Lucius off of him. It didn’t work because his legs were tied down too.
 
“No you won’t. Because if you do, you’re daddy dearest will die. And so will
your friends, one by one. Don’t think I won’t because I’ll be watching you. Now
hold still!” Lucius hissed and Davey felt a soaring pain in his backside as
Lucius entered him raw.
 
Harry felt sick watching this and knew it wasn’t over yet. On the wall behind
the bed was a clock, which showed time and date. It said January 13th 19.18 PM.
This was the first day of the kidnapping. Davey was in Hogwarts all along as
Lucius captive and sex toy!
 
Harry saw flashes of Davey being raped all over again, brainwashed into
thinking he liked it, that he was at fault. Then the flashes changed into other
people; Lisa, Patrick, Robin, 4 2nd year students he recognized as Linda,
Peter, Sharib and Michael. Harry counted 23 more students being either raped
and/or molested by the ‘professor.’
 
The nightmare ended and Harry rushed to the bathroom. He was violently ill for
a good half hour, before joining the Headmaster again. The man looked older
then he had ever seen him before.
 
“You saw it too?” Harry asked while they were sitting down. The Headmaster
nodded gravely.
 
“Yes, how could this happen without us knowing it?” he whispered.
 
“He used a very strong and illegal glamour. And the students wouldn’t tell
because he threatened them,” Harry sighed sadly.
 
“I think it’s best that we get the students to report it. We have the evidence
because I stored the memory in this bottle.” The Headmaster held up a bottle
with a silvery substance.
 
“So all we have to do, is to have the kids report the most traumatizing horror
in their lives. Piece of cake!” Harry said sarcastically. Suddenly Dumbledore
had an idea.
 
“Harry, why don’t you make the students aware, that what happened was not
normal, by giving speeches or something about it,” he suggested.
 
“You mean like sex-ed but then specifically about sexual abuse?” Harry asked,
liking the idea. Dumbledore nodded.
 
“I have to talk to Davey first. He trust me and if I do something like that,
he’ll feel betrayed. I also need to convince him to tell Draco. Maybe he has an
idea of where Lucius can be.” Harry sighed.
 
“Good, I’ll contact last years 7th years to see if he tried something with them
too.”
 
10 minutes later, Dumbledore went back to his office and Harry was waiting for
Davey. He had sent Dobby to get him.
 
A knock on the door was heard and a confused Davey entered the room. He was in
his pyjama’s.
 
“What’s going on professor?” he asked a bit frightfully.
 
“Remember what we talked about a few hours back?” Harry asked him and Davey’s
eyes went wide.
 
“Y…Yes.” Harry motioned him over and Davey sat down on the couch.
 
“I found out why you were in this room and why you fear it so much.” Davey
began to tremble.
 
“That’s impossible! How?” Davey asked.
 
“Remember I told you about Lyn having that dream? My daughter has had these
things before but this time it was really horrid. She saw what happened to you
during the time you were ‘kidnapped’ You were here all along, in that room.”
Harry pointed to Lyn’s room. He watched as Davey began to shake even more and
tears were silently making there way down the boy’s cheeks. Harry carefully sat
down next to him.
 
“I also know who it was that hurt you; Lucius Malfoy, Draco’s father. Lucius is
a Death Eater on the run. He used a very strong and illegal glamour and that is
how he got into the school,” Harry explained. He was worried about Davey, who
was shaking so badly now, that Harry feared that he would go into shock.
 
He gently wrapped his arms around him. Davey’s last wall broke down and he
clutched Harry tightly.
 
“It’s all over now Davey. He can’t hurt you anymore, I’ll make sure of it,”
Harry whispered soothingly, fully intent on keeping his promise.
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A/N: My laptop still isn't fixed but I'm at a friend's house now. I hope I can
post another chapter this weekend but because I will be going on a 3 week
holiday, I need to pack as well. Anyway; here is another chappie!
 
When Davey calmed down enough, Harry had to know something.
 
“Davey, the reason why you don’t want to tell your dad, is it because your
attacker is Draco’s father?” Harry asked.
 
“Yes. I…I just…I’m not his real son. I’m afraid that he will pick him over me,”
Davey sniffed. Harry hugged him tighter.
 
“Lucius is Draco’s father. Don’t you think that Draco knows how he is, having
to live with him for so long. I only saw them together a hand full of times but
Draco didn’t seem so happy. Believe me; he’ll choose you in an instant without
even hesitating!” Harry told him.
 
“I thought you didn’t like my father. So why are you defending him?” Davey
asked. Harry blushed and looked away. Davey laughed.
 
“You have a crush on him!”
 
“No I don’t!”
 
“Yes you do! Why didn’t you tell him?” Davey really wanted to know that.
“Are you kidding me! He would have laughed in my face and then hexed me for
good measure as well!” Harry said.
 
“I don’t think so,” Davey said in a sing-song voice.
 
“What do you mean by that?” Harry demanded. Davey smiled.
 
“Oh nothing!”
 
“Yeah, right!” Davey wouldn’t say anything and just smiled.
 
“Okay, going back again; I think you should really tell your dad,” Harry got
serious again and it pained him to see Davey’s smile disappear so abruptly.
 
“I really don’t want to,” Davey said. Harry sighed.
 
“I know, but it would really help us. You were not the only one who was hurt by
Lucius. At least 30 students were his victims as well. We want to catch the
bastard and put him in Azkaban for what he has done. Maybe Draco has an idea of
where he might be,” Harry explained and saw the shock on Davey’s face when he
mentioned the others.
 
“Why don’t you get them to talk then! I don’t want to tell! You don’t
understand!” Davey yelled. Suddenly a thought occurred to Harry.
 
“Oh I think I do; Draco looks like Lucius! That is also a reason why you don’t
want to tell him!” Harry whispered. Davey sighed and curled up in a ball. The
tears made an appearance again and Harry felt his heart break.
 
“If I tell him, will you be there?” Davey asked in a little voice. Harry could
hear the fear in his voice.
 
“If you want me to.” Harry pulled him close again. Davey sobbed for what seemed
like hours and Harry held him tightly.
 
“I want you to be there. I don’t think I can do it by myself,” Davey said
shakily. Harry nodded.
 
“It’s best to have it over and done with as quickly as possible. It will not
make it any easier but at least it’s over. Shall I fire-call Draco then?” Harry
asked. He felt Davey tremble but he nodded. Harry carefully detangled himself.
 
He threw the Powder in the fire and called for Draco Malfoy. It took a few
moments but finally Draco head appeared in the fire.
 
“Harry? What’s the matter,” he asked sleepily.
 
“I think you better come over Draco. It’s about Davey,” Harry said. Draco
disappeared and reappeared from the fire again a few moments later. He was
wearing a green bathrobe and it was obvious that he was already sleeping before
he was called. Harry thought he looked kind of cute.
 
“What’s going on?” Draco asked worriedly now. He looked over at the couch and
found Davey, curled up in a little ball. He quickly went over to him and sat
down.
 
“Davey, what’s wrong?” he asked him. Harry took the seat opposite of them.
 
“We finally found out what happened to Davey last year,” Harry began. Draco
looked at him with hope but also with fear in his eyes.
 
“You mean when he was kidnapped.” Harry shook his head.
 
“He wasn’t, he was here, in this very room, all the time. He was held hostage.”
 
“WHAT!!! Didn’t they check it out then?!” Draco demanded.
 
“Filch was supposed to check it out but he never did.” Draco closed his eyes
and took a deep breath to calm himself.
 
“These are the rooms of the DADA teacher. The previous teacher used a strong
and illegal glamour to get into the school and to hide his identity. The last
teacher was your father, Lucius Malfoy.”
 
“Oh God!” Draco’s eyes went wide and he looked more closely at his son. Davey
was shaking and his eyes were closed. Draco gently wrapped his arms around his
son and held him. Davey whimpered a bit but clutched his father tightly.
 
“What did the bastard do?” Draco asked, afraid of the answer, especially since
he felt his son shake harder.
 
“Davey? Do you want to tell? I do have Lyn’s memory here, so I can show it
too,” Harry offered.
 
“Lyn’s memory? Who’s Lyn?” Draco asked confused.
 
“My 4 year old daughter. Apparently she had the ability to feel if something
bad happened and she sees the event as well. She has those nightmares a lot.”
Harry explained as he took out his Pensieve.
 
“Go ahead but I’ll warn you, it’s pretty graphic!” Draco nodded and looked.
 
Harry watched as the emotions played across Draco’s handsome face. First it was
fear, then anger and finally the tears were coming down steadily. When Draco
finally returned, he flung his arms around his son and together they let out
all the emotions.
 
“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I should have been there, I should have protected
you!” Draco sobbed.
 
“You couldn’t know dad, you did everything you could to protect me all my life.
This was something you couldn’t foresee,” Davey told him. Harry watched them
with tears in his eyes.
 
“Daddy?” Lyn had woken up from all the commotion. Harry went over to her and
picked her up. He hugged her close.
 
“Is everything alright daddy?” she asked. Harry looked at the father and son on
the couch.
 
“It will be. Come on princess, I’ll read you a story.” Harry and Lyn
disappeared into Harry’s room, giving Draco and Davey their privacy.
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A/N: I absolutely love Internet café’s! I'm in one now and I just spend an hour
typing the updates. I first wrote them in a book so I only needed to type it
one the computer. I hope you like it!
 
A BIG thanks to everyone who has reviewed!!
 
When Harry returned, the 2 Malfoy’s had calmed down and were currently talking
quietly.
 
“I have some possible places where he might be, I already have some people
searching for him. So what do we do now?” Draco asked Harry.
 
“Well, I wanted to make the students aware, that what happened is not good and
that they should report it. I want to do this by giving some sort of sex-ed
class but then concentrated on the sexual abuse bit. I do need to make it
suitable for all years. Though the first years were not at school last year
yet, it’s important for them to know as well, to make them aware,” Harry
explained.
 
“It’s a good idea and I want to help,” Draco said determinately.
 
“That would be very much appreciated. Thank you,” Harry said gratefully.
 
Suddenly a screamed pierced the air and it sent Harry running to his bedroom.
His little girl was trashing about on the bed. Harry shook her to wake her up
but it took another 10 minutes of screaming and trashing before she woke. When
she saw her dad, she immediately clung to him and refused to let him go.
 
Harry carried her over to the couch and sat down with her. He rocked her back
and forth while the sobbing lessened and he held her tightly. Eventually she
fell asleep again.
 
“That must have been one hell of a nightmare,” Davey whispered.
 
“Yeah, but this was one of those dreams again and I want to find out what
scared her like that, “ Harry said and used Legilimens on her, the second time
that night.
 
Harry saw a scared, blonde little boy, cowering in a corner, all bloodied up.
He recognized him as Draco when he was younger. Lucius was towering over him.
 
“Come my dear boy, it’s time for your lesson,” Lucius hissed and backhanded
Draco a few times.
 
“No Father, please, no more lessons!” little Draco begged but to no avail.
Lucius grabbed him and threw him on the bed. Draco was tied down and naked in
no time at all. Harry closed his eyes and shook with sobs when the screams of
utmost pain sounded through the room.
 
Harry quickly zapped through the vision and saw that they were very much the
same, only Draco became older. Also flashes of Lucius making Draco touch him or
himself, blended into the horrors.
 
Finally it stopped and Harry fell to his hands and knees on the ground, sobbing
and panting hard. A gentle hand was placed on his shoulder and soon he found
himself in soothing arms.
 
“It’s okay, it’s alright now,” he heard Draco talking to him and it calmed him
down.
 
“You! My God, you were so young and you…you went through years of torture with
that psycho!” Harry croaked, throat sore from sobbing. Draco sighed sadly.
 
“Yeah, but that was years ago, it’s in the past now.”
 
“You…you went through the same?” Davey asked his dad, tears brimming in his
eyes. Draco pulled Davey close to him as well.
 
“It began when I was 6 and it stopped when I was 15. I really should thank you
Harry, for sending my father to prison back in 5th year. It made my life a hell
of a lot easier,” Draco said. Davey and Harry both hugged him.
 
“So that is what Lyn saw?” Davey looked at the little girl on the couch. It’s
only been 2 days but he couldn’t help but like the energetic girl. Sort of like
a sister.
 
“Yeah but this must have been the most horrid thing she ever had to see.”
 
“And she always had this?” Draco asked. Harry nodded.
 
“People think she is going to be a Seer,” he explained.
 
“For her sake, let’s hope not,” Davey sighed. Harry picked his little girl up.
 
“I better put her to bed again. Be right back.” He carried her to his bedroom
and gently laid her down. He softly stroked through her red hair and kissed her
head.
 
“Sweet dreams princess,” he whispered and went back to Davey and Draco.
 
“It’s getting late, I have a spare bedroom with to beds, so if you want to
stay?” Harry offered.
 
“Only if it’s not to much trouble,” Draco said, while Davey nodded.
 
“Not at all, come on.” They got up and Harry showed them the room. He walked
over to the closet and handed them a set of PJ’s.
 
“The bathroom is through that door and you know where to find me if you need
me. Goodnight.”
 
“Goodnight,” Draco and Davey said in unison.
 
---Next day---
 
Harry, Draco, Davey and Lyn were up very early that morning and having
breakfast.
 
“Can I go swimming with Dobby and Winky today daddy?” Lyn asked.
 
“Swimming? Where?” Harry though he had the right to worry about the fact that
his little girl would be in the near vicinity of water.
 
“In the Lake,” she answered calmly. Harry almost chocked on his tea.
 
“DOBBY! WINKY!” he shouted. 2 pops later, the elves were standing in front of
him.
 
“Swimming, in the LAKE!?” he asked.
 
“In shallow water of course, and with those muggle floating things so she
doesn’t drown. We’ll also connect the Harness Spell to us, so we’ll know if
something is wrong immediately,” Dobby explained bravely. Harry was still
sceptical.
 
“I don’t know. The Lake is full of unknown creatures and I know not all of them
are friendly.”
 
“Please daddy? I promise I’ll be careful and I’ll listen to Dobby and Winky.
Please?” Lyn pouted, complete with puppy dog eyes and trembling lip.
 
“No, not that face! You know that’s my weakness!” Harry sighed.
 
“Alright, you can go. Come here.” Lyn went over to Harry and he waved his hand
over her. She glowed yellow for a second and then it was gone again.
 
“That tickled daddy, what did you do?” she giggled.
 
“It’s a spell that prevents you from going to far into the water. It also keeps
you floating when you are in the water, at all times. Now you can go swimming,”
Harry explained to her and was almost hugged to death a second later.
 
“Thank you daddy!” she hugged him some more and then went back to he breakfast.
Harry just smiled.
 
After breakfast, Lyn went swimming with Dobby and Winky. Harry and Draco were
going over the lesson plan one more time, while Davey was taking a shower.
 
“Okay, so this is suitable for al years. Lets hope it pays off,” Harry sighed.
 
“Here we go,” Draco said. They waited for Davey and together they walked to
DADA.
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A/N: I sincerely apologize for my ridiculously late update. I don't have any
excuse, I just didn't feel like writing for a while. Now, I'm back and I have
presents! I hope you can forgive me! *please!*
 
When they arrived, the students looked surprised.
 
“Today’s lesson is not about Defence against the Dark Arts. It’s about what
last years DADA teacher did to some of the students here in Hogwarts,” Harry
began.
 
“We have reason to believe that at least 31 students, all years, all Houses
combined, have been sexually assaulted. The professor would summon the children
to his rooms, tie them to the bed and rape and/or molest them,” Draco said,
looking at all the students.
 
“So today, we want to discuss this. If you have been a victim of professor
Ymolfa, you have to know that it was NOT your fault! The professor also
manipulated the students into thinking they provoked it and that they deserved
it. This is also wrong! You don’t deserve such a thing, ever, and no one
provoked him!” Harry said firmly, hell bent on getting his point across.
 
“Rape is not about sex, it’s about wanting power over people and doing anything
to reach that goal. People who do this are sick! Now, we want to help you,”
Draco said, while handing out identical pieces of parchment.
 
“Listen carefully; we want you to write down your name and House on the piece
of parchment. Then write either ‘yes’ or ‘no’ on it if you have or haven’t been
sexually abused by professor Ymolfa. This information is completely
confidential and won’t go beyond Draco and me. You can begin,” Harry said
carefully. He watched as some students hesitated but after 10 minutes everyone
had handed in their answer.
 
“Thank you. You can go now,” Harry said and the students filed out, except for
Davey. The 14 year old wasn’t looking al to well.
 
“What’s wrong?” Draco asked him.
 
“Patrick. He’s…he was abused too, wasn’t he?” he asked but seemed to know the
answer already.
 
“You know we can’t tell you that Davey.” Harry said uncomfortably. Davey
nodded.
 
“I know, Thanks anyway. Bye.” Davey walked out.
 
“I’m gonna kill him!” Draco stated with a furious expression on his face.
 
“Who?” Harry asked confused.
 
“Lucius. What he did to me was bad enough, but to go after all these children,
my son included, that’s too much! If I see him, I won’t hesitate, he’s going
down!” Draco growled and his hands were curled up into tight fists. Harry took
them in his hands and pried them open.
 
“And I’ll happily help you with it, but our first priority is to help those
kids the best we can,” Harry told him, looking into beautiful silver grey eyes.
Draco leaned forward until his lips were almost touching Harry’s, never taking
his eyes of off him. Harry closed the distance and softly kissed the delicious
lips. Draco responded by deepening the kiss. When breathing became an issue,
they pulled back, finding each themselves in each others arms.
 
“Wow,” Harry breathed
 
“Eloquent as ever. But I have to agree on this one,” Draco smiled.
 
Then there was a knock on the door and they jumped apart.
 
“Come in,” Harry called. Patrick stumbled inside, looking nervous and scared at
the same time.
 
“What can I do for you Patrick?” Harry asked.
 
“Uhm…well…I don’t know…” Patrick kept looking behind him.
 
“Is someone else coming in or are you hiding from someone?” Draco asked. Then a
girl appeared. Harry recognized her as Patricia, Patrick’s twin sister. She’s
in Slytherin.
 
“Don’t you dare Patrick!” she warned him and stood next to him.
 
“Maybe they can help?!” Patrick told her. Harry was confused.
 
“Help you with what? What’s going on?”
 
“Nothing! Come on Patrick!” Patricia grabbed her brother and started to push
him towards the door. This is when Harry felt it; they were both wearing
Glamours. Harry waved his hand and the Glamours disappeared. Now the bruises on
their faces were clearly visible.
 
“Who did that to you?” Draco asked. Patricia sighed sadly.
 
“Our stepfather.” Patrick whispered.
 
“Didn’t your mother notice this then?” Harry asked, shocked.
 
“It’s professor Ymolfa! She married my brother’s rapist!” Patricia snarled.
Patrick hung his head.
 
“What?!” Draco yelled and Harry could barely stop him from punching the wall.
 
“This is very important guys! Is professor Ymolfa living at your house all the
time?” At their nods, Harry quickly Floo-ed for the Headmaster.
 
“Headmaster, we know where Lucius might be! Get the Aurors to the Hawkinson’s
residence. Apparently he remarried and is living there!” Harry said quickly and
Dumbledore was gone again.
 
“What’s going on?” Patricia asked confused. Draco turned to them and started
explaining.
 
“Professor Ymolfa is a fake. He used a Glamour but in real life he’s the Death
eater Lucius Malfoy, my father.” Draco spat the last word. Both of the kids
looked at him, shocked.
 
“Don’t worry, I’m nothing like him and I don’t have any contact with him. I
know what he’s capable of however, and it really isn’t pleasant. I’m so sorry
you had to go through all of that.” Draco said sincerely.
 
“Listen, at the moment there is nothing you can do. Thank you for coming to us.
It was a really big help. As soon as we have some news, you’ll be the first to
know.” Harry said to them.
 
“Here, it helps to heal the bruises better.” Draco took 2 jars out of his bag
and handed it to them.
 
“Thanks,” they said in unison and they walked out.
 
“Let’s hope we can catch him,” Draco sighed tiredly. He sat down and held his
head in his hands. Harry knelt next to him and took his hands.
 
“I hope so too. Come on, we have 15 minutes before the next class gets here.”
He carefully pulled Draco out of his chair and hugged him.
 
“Why are you being so nice to me, helping me even?” Draco whispered into his
shoulder.
 
“We’re both 25. We’ve already seen more then any normal person would see in his
entire life. It’s not worth it to keep fighting. Of course, I have been
crushing on you for quite a while and I’m kinda hoping we’ll have a chance,”
Harry admitted sheepishly. Draco smiled and kissed him softly but with passion.
 
“Does this answer your question?” Draco whispered against Harry’s lips. The
raven haired man smirked.
 
“I don’t know. I think I need a bit more confirmation,” he said evilly. Draco
laughed and kissed him again. Harry moaned into the kiss and Draco used it to
his advantage and slipped his tongue inside to explore.
 
“Does this mean you’re boyfriends now?” a voice sounded from the doorway. It
was accompanied by giggling and they jumped apart. Both Harry and Draco glared
at Davey, who was holding Lyn.
 
“Well are you?” Davey prompted with a smirk. Harry looked at Draco.
 
“I…I hope so,” he stammered. Draco smiled and grabbed his hand.
 
“Yes we are,” he said proudly. Lyn wiggled herself free from Davey’s grasp and
ran over to the couple.
 
“Hello! I’m Lyn, what’s your name?” she asked Draco.
 
“I’m Draco, nice to meet you Lyn.” He crouched down to her level and held out
his hand.
 
“Nice to meet you too Draco.” She shook his hand and ran back to Davey, who was
now holding two cups. He handed one to Lyn and she took it with both hands and
carefully walked to Harry. Davey followed her with a smile on his face.
 
“I went to get a book I forgot in your rooms yesterday and I ran into Lyn. She
suggested we bring you something to drink,” Davey explained and handed the cup
to Draco, while Lyn handed hers to Harry.
 
“Well thank you!” Harry said gratefully.
 
“You’ll need the energy if you plan on snogging each other senseless like that,
every spare moment of the day.” Davey smirked, when Harry blushed a lovely, red
colour.
 
“Oh come on! Nothing I haven’t seen yet!” Davey exclaimed. Draco almost chocked
on his coffee.
 
“Excuse me?!” he demanded. Davey patted his father on the back.
 
“Oh nothing,” he said innocently. He took Lyn’s hand and they walked towards
the door.
 
“Good luck,” he said sadly, before leaving with Lyn.
 
Harry shook his head and looked at Draco. He still had that shocked expression
and Harry couldn’t help but laugh. Draco glared at him.
 
“Just wait until Lyn is this age!” he huffed and crossed his arms into a
stubborn stance. Harry wrapped his arms around his blond boyfriend.
 
“I know, they grow up way to fast,” he sighed. They didn’t have much more time
together though, because the classroom started to fill up for the next lesson.
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“I’m going to sit here and never get up again!” Harry complained as he let
himself drop ungracefully on the couch. Draco plunked down besides him.
 
“Yeah, I totally agree with that,” Draco sighed. Lyn came bouncing into the
room and onto her father’s lap. Harry groaned.
 
“Daddy! Davey and I went swimming and it was really fun! He made me a cool
waterslide and it was really high and fast and it was fun!” she chatted
happily. Davey came into the room and sat down.
 
“You conjured up a slide?” Draco inquired. Davey shrugged.
 
“I found the spell in one of the books in the Library. School books are so
boring,” he explained. Then the fire soared and the Headmaster stepped out.
 
“We got him! We managed to break the glamour and he confessed to everything
when we had him on Veritaserum!” the blue eyes twinkled like never before. They
all breathed out in relief.
 
“Finally! Can you go tell this to Patrick and Patricia as well?” Harry asked.
 
“They are already informed. How did it go in class today?” the Headmaster
asked.
 
“We asked every student to write down their name and if they were abused or
not,” Draco said.
 
“Now all we have to do, is going through the pile of notes. Together with the
memory and Lucius his own confession, it should be enough to put him in Azkaban
for the rest of his life,” Harry sighed heavily.
 
“Alright, if you need help, let me know.” And with that, the Headmaster went
back to his office.
 
“I have a question; what do Patrick and Patricia have got to do with it?” Davey
asked.
 
“Lucius married their mother. In the end, that was his downfall,” Harry
explained.
 
“I need to go, I’ll see you later okay.” Davey was out of the door before
anyone could even say anything.
 
“Let’s get started then,” Harry said and Accio-ed the pieces of parchment and
Lyn went to play in her corner with her dolls. Finally, almost 2 hours later,
they had a horribly long list of victims.
 
“23 Ravenclaws, 17 of them boys and 6 girls. Hufflepuff; 16 victims, 11 girls,
6 boys!” Draco started, feeling nauseous all of a sudden.
 
“Gryffindor has 18 victims; 4 boys, 14 girls. And Slytherin has the most; 26
victims. 11 girls and 15 boys. That makes a total of 83 children,” Harry
concluded gravely.
 
“The Dementors are going to have his soul, that bastard doesn’t deserve to
live,” Harry growled.
 
“I hope he can rot in Azkaban actually, make him suffer!” Draco spat
venomously. Harry’s expression softened and he wrapped his arms around the
blonde.
 
“Either way, he’s going to get what he deserves,” Harry whispered, while Draco
snuggled up to him. They sat in silence for a while, finding comfort in each
other.
 
When Davey walked in with Patrick, they found Harry and Draco all snuggled up
together, asleep on the couch. Patrick gasped.
 
“Are they together?” he asked Davey.
 
“Yeah, about time too.” Davey smiled and pushed Patrick to the spare room.
 
“Feels kind of strange to be here again after…you know,” Patrick whispered.
 
“Yeah. It gets better though. At least I’m not so afraid of the room anymore,”
Davey admitted softly. Patrick gently put his arm around Davey’s shoulder.
 
“It’s okay, they caught him,” Patrick soothed.
 
“Thanks to you.” Davey smiled at him but Patrick looked down. Davey frowned and
gently lifted his chin up. He was shocked to see tears running down his best
friend’s face.
 
“What’s wrong?” Davey asked worriedly. Patrick gave a watery smile.
 
“I’m just glad it’s over,” he whispered. Davey nodded. He pulled the other boy
down with him on the bed. Together they fell asleep.
 
And that was how Lyn found them the next morning, after waking the 2 adults on
the couch. She smiled and crept out of the room again.
 
“Daddy? Are Davey and Patrick together too? Just like you and Draco?” she asked
sweetly. Harry looked at Draco and took in the confused expression on the
blondes face.
 
“Not that I know of, why?” Draco asked curiously. She pointed at the spare room
and they went to take a look.
 
Davey and Patrick were still laying on the bed, legs entwined and Patrick’s
head on Davey’s chest.
 
“How cute!” Harry whispered, trying not to laugh at Draco’s expression.
 
“They’re 14 for Merlin’s sake!” Draco hissed.
 
“We don’t know for sure if they’re together. They could be just friends,
comforting each other,” Harry reasoned. Draco glared at him.
 
“Does this look like ‘just friends’ to you? I think it’s time for a talk.”
Draco went to wake them up but Harry stopped him.
 
“No, just wait till they wake up. They need their sleep. Come on.” Harry
dragged him back to the living room again.
 
“You do realize they have some explaining to do!” Draco huffed. Harry smiled.
 
“You’re too concerned love. It’s kinda cute actually.”
 
“You think I’m cute?” Draco smirked. Harry nodded and stole a sweet kiss. Draco
gasped and Harry used his skilful tongue to enter and plunder the delicious
mouth.
 
“Daddy, I’m hungry!” Lyn whined. Both men groaned.
 
“In a minute sweetie,” Harry said breathlessly. Draco pulled him in for another
searing kiss before even thinkin about letting his Harry go.
 
“Time to feed the kids love.” Draco smiled and Harry pecked him on the lips,
one last time and they let go.
 
The boys in the bedroom didn’t wake until after breakfast.
 
“Decided to join the land of the living after all?” Harry smirked and the boys
had the decency to blush.
 
“I need to go. Bye Professor, Mr Malfoy. I see you later Davey.” Patrick
quickly disappeared and Harry noticed the worried look on Davey’s face.
 
“Something wrong Davey?” he asked.
 
“I don’t know. I feel like he’s not telling me something.” Davey sighed and sat
down next to his father on the couch. Draco kept staring at him.
 
“What is it dad?” Davey asked.
 
“Are you 2 together?” he asked bluntly. Davey stared back at him.
 
“No, why would you think that?” he said nervously.
 
“Well you were sleeping in the same bed, quite tangled up I might add. Are you
sure you don’t have any feelings for him Davey?” Draco wanted to know the
truth. Davey blushed.
 
“I don’t know, I’m not sure yet,” he stammered. Harry smiled.
 
“Does he like you?” Harry asked.
 
“You’ll have to ask him that, I wouldn’t know.” Davey cleared his throat and
stood up.
 
“Where’s Lyn?” he asked.
 
“By the Lake, swimming,” Harry told him and Davey got away as fast as he could.
 
“Do you think he’s telling the truth?” Draco questioned.
 
“Just give it time love, he’ll figure out he’s head over heels in love,” Harry
predicted.
 
“Really? How about I’ll show you just how much I’m in love with you,” Draco
said seductively and kissed him. Harry added his tongue, deepening the kiss.
Draco’s hands slipped under Harry’s shirt and Harry moaned when the blonde
teased his sensitive nipples. Harry started to open the buttons on Draco’s
shirt and soon both had lost them.
 
Harry pushed Draco down on the couch and continued to leave a trail of hot
kisses on his lover’s neck and chest. Draco was going insane when Harry found a
particularly sensitive spot, two inches above his navel. When Harry went to
unbutton the blondes trousers, Draco froze. He pushed Harry away and sat up,
drawing his knees to his chest and stared of in space. Harry was confused.
 
“Draco? What’s wrong baby?” Harry carefully put his hand on the blondes
shoulder. When Draco flinched, he knew what was bothering his boyfriend. He
took his lover into his arms and held him.
 
“I feel so silly Harry! How long is he going to control my life?” Draco said,
frustrated.
 
“I want you to make love to me Harry. I want to make love to you but I…I…”
Draco trailed of.
 
“I want that to, but only when you’re ready. I can wait forever if I have to. I
love you Draco.” Harry softly kissed him.
 
“I love you too Harry,” Draco whispered against his lover’s mouth. They
continued to just lay in each others arms.
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A/N: I've decided to post two chapters now and the last three of this story,
later today. I hope that's okay with you! Now on with the story:
 
Weeks went by and students got a letter, asking if they wanted to talk about
what happened. Harry had classes to teach so Draco was the one who would listen
to the students and help them anyway he could. It would take months to help the
children in the best way possible.
 
In the meanwhile, Harry noticed Patrick becoming more closed of and he acted
cold and harsh towards other students, especially Davey. He decided to talk to
Draco.
 
“Have you spoken with Patrick yet?” Harry asked while he was correcting the
essays of the second years.
 
“No, I’ve spoken to everyone up to the third years. The fourth years are being
invited next week.” Draco sighed heavily. Just then, Davey came bursting in. He
didn’t look happy at all and kicked the couch in frustration.
 
“I hate him! Why did he do that, why!?” Davey was obviously furious when he sat
down next to Harry.
 
“What are you on about?” Draco asked, frowning at him.
 
“Patrick! I just asked if he had his potions essay done already because I
really could use the help and he just punched me in my stomach! Just like
that!” he said, indignant.
 
“Just like that? That’s not like him.” Harry said.
 
“You know, that does remind me of your behaviour.” Draco said pointing at
Davey. The 14 year old had the decency to blush.
 
“Sorry about that. But you’re right. What I don’t get is; why start now?” Davey
sighed.
 
“I’ll go talk to him.” Harry said and went to his ‘office.’ Then he asked Dobby
to go and get Patrick. 10 minutes later, an angry Patrick knocked on the door.
Harry let him in.
 
“Davey told you I punched him, didn’t he? Figures.” Patrick sneered.
 
“Yes, and he also told me you had no reason for that. So now I want to know why
you hit him,” Harry said calmly.
 
“I felt like it,” Patrick spat.
 
“You felt like it? Why?”
 
“I just did. Can I go now?” Patrick stood up.
 
“Not yet, sit down! I want to hear why you’ve been so different lately and you
are not leaving before I’ve heard it!” Harry told him firmly.
 
“Does it have something to do with Lucius?” Harry guessed when Patrick wasn’t
answering. Still no answer.
 
“Do I need to get the Veritaserum or are you going to talk soon?”
 
“You can’t use that, it’s forbidden to use it on a student,” Patrick said
smugly. Harry smiled at him.
 
“I have permission. I’m the one who defeated Voldemort remember. I get special
privileges,” Harry bluffed. He didn’t want anything to do with the Ministry but
Patrick didn’t know that. It seemed to work.
 
“You can’t help and I can’t tell you anyway!” Patrick gritted through his
teeth.
 
“So Lucius is behind it. You lived with him over the summer, did he do anything
to you or your family?” Harry went on guessing. He saw Patrick clenching his
jaws and his hands were gripping his chair tightly.
 
“Or did he ask you to do something you don’t want to do?”
 
“Stop it! Just stop it! No, he didn’t try anything with me when I was home
but…” and that was where he stopped.
 
“And what? Patrick, something is bothering you, everyone can tell. I want to
help you but if I don’t know what’s going on, I can’t do much,” Harry said.
Patrick hung his head and studies his hands.
 
“Patrick, tell me. I want to help,” Harry said slowly and clearly.
 
“He wants me to kill Davey. It’s actually the reason he married mom. So he
could be as close to Davey as possible. I’m his best friend, it doesn’t get
much closer then that. Lucius wants Draco to suffer for betraying him by
getting Davey killed.” Patrick whispered and Harry could see his lips tremble.
 
“He wants you to kill Davey? By using you? He really doesn’t know when to stop.
Did he say anything else?” Harry asked softly.
 
“No, that’s it. I don’t want to kill him…” Patrick mumbled something after that
but Harry couldn’t hear it.
 
“Sorry?”
 
“I don’t want to kill him because I love him,” Patrick whispered and blushed.
 
“So don’t kill him. Lucius is in Azkaban Patrick, you don’t have to do it,”
Harry said firmly.
 
“I wasn’t planning to anyway. That’s why I pushed him away. I didn’t want him
to be anywhere near me because I wasn’t so sure I wouldn’t kill him,” Patrick
said vaguely.
 
“I don’t think I understand. Isn’t it up for you to decide?”
 
“It should be but Lucius placed some spell on me and sometimes he’s in my head,
controlling me. I don’t know how to stop it. I thought it would stop when he
was in Azkaban but he’s still in my head sometimes,” Patrick said, the tears
now marking his face.
 
Harry knew what to do but he wasn’t the right person for the job. One Severus
Snape, retired Potions Master, was. Snape was too injured in the war to
continue with teaching so he had to give it up. This he would be able to do,
however.
 
“Have you ever heard of Occlumency?” he asked the boy in front of him. Patrick
shook his head.
 
“I know someone who is very skilful into teaching it to you. Right now, it’s
the only solution I have but I’ll work on a counter spell. Is that alright with
you?” Harry asked.
 
“Anything to keep him out of my mind,” Patrick sighed shakily.
 
“Maybe you’ve heard of him; Severus Snape. He used to teach Potions here and he
tried to teach me Occlumency too.”
 
“He’s Davey’s dad’s Godfather. Davey said that he comes around sometimes. What
do you mean ‘tried’?” he asked suspiciously.
 
“Uhm, well, he and I didn’t quite get along together so it didn’t work so
well,” Harry said sheepishly. Patrick smiled.
 
“From what I heard he could be quite cranky, yes. He does have the ability to
be polite though,” Patrick laughed.
 
“Good, I’ll ask him then. Oh and try to make up with Davey, you really don’t
want to lose him.” Harry winked and he let Patrick out. Then he walked over to
the Floo and called for Severus Snape. Within seconds, the old Potions Master
stepped through the fire into Harry’s office.
 
“Potter, what an unpleasant surprise,” Severus sneered.
 
“Nice to see you too. Let’s get to the point,” Harry said and brought Severus
up to date.
 
“Now; I know that you are very good in teaching Occlumency, even though I never
had an interest in it. I need you to teach it to one of my students, Patrick
Hawkinson, the boy I just told you about, with Lucius in his head.” In the
meanwhile, Severus had pulled up a chair and stared incredulously at Harry.
After a few moments he nodded.
 
“The boy sounds familiar.” Severus tried to come up with a possible source for
that name.
 
“He’s Davey Malfoy’s best friend,” Harry explained.
 
“Ah yes, now I remember. Very well, from next week I have time. Make sure he’s
here at 7 o’ clock sharp.” With that, Severus disappeared again and Harry went
back to his rooms again.
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“So how did it go?” Draco asked when Harry came back. He was worried when Harry
snuggled up in his arms and buried his face in Draco’s neck.
 
“That bad huh?” he said and held his raven haired boyfriend.
 
“I had to call Snape. That’s torture enough for me. But I did help Patrick so I
guess it was all worth it.” Harry sighed and closed his eyes.
 
“Sev? Why would you need him?” Draco asked confused. Harry told the whole story
again.
 
“That’s Lucius all right!” Draco said darkly. Harry leaned up and kissed him
softly. Draco completely melted in the kiss.
 
“Let’s not think about that love,” Harry said. He looked around.
 
“Where are the kids?”
 
“Patrick came by to talk to Davey, they are in the spare room. Lyn went fishing
with Dobby and Winky. I don’t understand why she likes the outdoors so much,”
Draco thought out loud.
 
“Ginny always took her on picnics when she was just a baby. It was the only
thing they could do without me watching. They often just sat down on the grass
in the garden but Ginny was really at peace then. I miss those moments
sometimes,” Harry said sadly.
 
“It must have been hard on you, her dying and leaving you alone with Lyn,”
Draco sympathized.
 
“Especially in the beginning. Thankfully I had help from Blaise, otherwise I
wouldn’t have made it through.”
 
“I often wondered about that. How did you and Blaise get so close by the way?
Last time I checked, you hated him just as much as you hated me,” Draco asked.
Harry laughed.
 
“We had a fling once. It really didn’t work out and we decided that we could
better be friends then lovers,” he explained. Draco smiled.
 
“Have you dated anyone since Ginny?” Harry could see that Draco was dying to
know this and the blonde was definitely nervous about the answer as well. Harry
softly kissed his lover, reassuring him with that small gesture of affection.
 
“I tried to hook it up with another girl but she was only after me for fame and
money. She didn’t care about Lyn either, acted as if she didn’t even existed.
Then I tried it with a guy and it seemed to work but I found out he was
cheating on me. Lyn was scared of him, so that was the end of that
relationship. That was 2 years ago and I didn’t have a relationship until now,”
Harry said, softly tracing patterns on Draco’s arm.
 
“Wow. I tried it with a guy last year but Davey…well they didn’t really get
along and my son always comes first.” Draco said while holding Harry close.
 
“Yeah, Lyn comes first as well. She adores Davey you know. I think she has a
crush on him,” Harry laughed. Draco smiled.
 
“I do think he’s a bit to old for her,”
 
“Yeah. So Patrick is talking to Davey. Good for them, they make a cute couple.
Patrick told me he loved him and Davey clearly has some strong feelings for him
too.” Draco wasn’t sure if he should be happy about that or not. Harry saw the
doubt and kissed him passionately.
 
“How old where you when you had your first crush?” Harry asked his lover.
 
“…” Draco mumbled.
 
“What was that?”
 
“I was 12 alright! But that was very different!” Draco huffed.
 
“Oh, how so?” Harry asked, trying to contain his laughter.
 
“Because my crush could never love me back, so there was no chance at doing
things.” Harry laughed at his explanation. Draco glared at him.
 
“Yeah, you laugh but I’m sure that you had that crush on that Cho girl when you
where 14!” Draco said indignant.
 
“Actually, it was Cedric who caught my eye first but he was straight so I
needed an excuse to still be able to look at him, without anyone getting
suspicious. Cho was constantly with him so I pretended to look at Cho. I even
asked her to the Ball in fourth year but of course I knew she was going with
Cedric,” Harry kissed Draco and continued to explain.
 
“Then I saw you in the stands of the third task and you looked so beautiful. I
was sold from that moment on. I tried to deny the fact that I liked you, my
nemesis, by dating Blaise but as you know, that didn’t work. Then I also fell
for Ginny. I knew that you could never like me so I chose her. Now, part of me
is wishing I could go back and choose you. On the other hand, I wouldn’t have
Lyn,” Harry concluded.
 
“You’ve had your crush on me since you were 14?” Harry nodded shyly. Draco
beamed.
 
“You were my crush when I was 12,” the blonde admitted.
 
“Then we have a lot of time to catch up my love,” Harry smiled and kissed him
with all his love.
 
In the meanwhile, things were being discussed in the spare room.
 
“So, wanted to have a go at me again?” Davey sneered, though Patrick could
clearly see the hurt in the boy’s eyes.
 
“No, I’m sorry I punched you. I shouldn’t have,” he apologized.
 
“Why did you do it then?” Davey asked and Patrick told him everything. He
thought that Davey would punch him when he finished but instead he was engulfed
in a big hug.
 
“I’m sorry you had to go through that,” Davey whispered. Patrick blinked.
 
“You’re not mad?” he asked stunned.
 
“No, it’s not your fault that Lucius is a loony. I’m glad that Uncle Sev is
going to help you,” Davey whispered while gently wiping the tears off his
friends face. Patrick didn’t even realize he was crying. Davey leaned forward a
bit and kissed him softly. When he didn’t feel a response, he pulled back.
 
“I’m sorry I...” He didn’t get a chance to finish it because lips were busy
kissing his.
 
“Don’t be sorry, I was just surprised,” Patrick whispered. There was a knock on
the door.
 
“Patrick? Patricia is looking for you,” Harry’s voice called through the door.
 
“Thank you Professor, I’ll be right out!” Patrick called back and turned to
Davey again. He kissed him softly.
 
“I have to go, will I see you later?” Davey nodded and they kissed goodbye.
After Patrick left, Davey joined his father on the couch. Harry smirked.
 
“So are you and Patrick a couple now?” Draco asked. Davey nodded dreamily and
Draco sighed heavily. Harry laughed.
 
“He’s happy for you Davey, he just thinks you’re too young. Though he was 12
when he first fell in love so he can’t say anything about it.” Harry told Davey
while Draco growled. Davey laughed.
 
“Don’t worry dad, we haven’t done anything yet,” he said. Draco arched his
brow.
 
“Yet?” he demanded.
 
“Other then kissing, no. We’re taking it slow because…well you know. We’re not
ready or that yet,” Davey said, becoming a bit sad. Draco embraced his son into
a hug.
 
“I’m happy for you Davey. Just be careful okay?” Draco hugged him tightly
before reluctantly letting him go.
 
“I will. I need to go to the Library for some books on my Potions essay. See
you later.” Davey walked out of the door. Draco let out a sigh again. Harry
smiled and kissed him softly.
 
“Let him grow up love. It’s hard but you need to try to let him go,” he
whispered. The sat in each others arm for a while when Lyn came walking in, her
head down. This worried Harry because normally she was a very energizing girl.
 
“What’s wrong princess?” he asked as she climbed onto his lap. She blushed a
bit before hiding her face in her father’s shoulder.
 
“I saw Davey and Patrick kissing in the Library,” she said and Harry smiled.
 
“Really now?” Lyn nodded.
 
“Does every boy only like other boys? I don’t think I only like girls?” Lyn
asked and Draco snorted wile Harry was really trying to contain his laughter.
 
“No, there are boys who like girls also. And girls like boys too. How did you
get to this conclusion?” Harry asked, amused.
 
“Well, you like Draco and you both are boys and now Davey and Patrick like each
other too. They also are boys,” Lyn explained as if they should’ve known that.
Then she thought of something.
 
“But what about mommy? If you like boys, why did you marry mommy? She’s a
girl.”
 
“Well, I didn’t know that I liked boys when I married mommy. Now I do, but you
must understand that I loved mommy very much, don’t ever forget that,” Harry
explained as clearly as possible. He knew he lied about not knowing that he
liked boys but it would be too complicated to try to explain that to his 4 year
old daughter. Lyn seemed to be satisfied with the explanation though. Harry,
however, could see that something was still bothering her.
 
“Lyn?” The little girl seemed unsure but still voiced her last question.
 
“If you loved mommy, why did Chris say that you didn’t? That you hated her?”
she asked. Harry’s eyes turned hard but he calmed himself and looked his
daughter in the eye.
 
“Chris had no right to say that. Chris lied and he shouldn’t have. I really
loved mommy. And I miss her but I love Draco too. Do you understand that
princess?” Harry said and received a nod from his little girl.
 
“Good. Now go play okay?” Harry kissed Lyn on her nose and she giggled before
taking of to her play area. Harry smiled and watched her play for a while.
 
“Who’s Chris?” Draco asked after a few minutes of silence and Harry could see
that he was a bit jealous. He leaned up and kissed him softly, letting his
actions speak for him.
 
“That would be my ex who cheated on me. Just like him to tell Lyn that,” Harry
growled. Draco pulled Harry in his lap and started a snogging session.
 
“Let’s go to bed early,” the blonde whispered breathlessly and both smiled.
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lot to me!
 
The next day, Davey was all smiled and very dreamy. When Patrick came to get
him to go to class together, he bounced to the door and with a quick ‘Bye!’ he
was gone.
 
“Please tell me that I’m not like that!” Draco said, horrified at his son’s
actions. Harry laughed.
 
“No, but that’s okay, I don’t have the energy to deal with that anyway. Come
on, you’ve got kids to help and I have a class to teach.” They left also.
 
Halfway through the day, just before lunch, the teachers were summoned to the
Hospital Wing. When Harry and Draco arrived, they saw a hysterical Davey being
held back by four of his classmates. He was crying and trying to get loose.
 
“What’s going on?” Draco asked. Davey noticed him and ran to him. Draco caught
him in his arms and held him.
 
“He’s dead! She killed him! It hurts so much daddy!” Davey sobbed and neither
Draco or Harry could understand what he was talking about.
 
“Come on Davey, let’s sit down.” Draco whispered and they sat down on the
nearest bed. Both Harry and Draco had a hard job calming him down.
 
“What happened?” Draco asked and Davey took a deep breath.
 
Flashback
 
“I’ll see you at lunch okay?” Davey smiled and kissed Patrick.
 
“Yeah, gonna have to miss you till then,” Patrick said and after another heated
kiss, they separated. Patrick went to Muggle Studies and Davey had Charms. Like
they said, they met up just before lunch. That was when the problems started.
 
“So Patrick, I should have known you wouldn’t kill him,” Patricia said while
moving to stand in front of him. There was something weird about her.
 
“Patricia? What’s going on?” Patrick asked suspiciously. She laughed.
 
“I’m here to finish your job my dearest brother…AVADA KEDAVRA!!”
 
The next moment was a blur. Patrick pushed Davey out of the way of the green
jet but he got hit himself. He fell to the ground with a dull thud. Davey was
horrified and scrambled over to him.
 
“Patrick! No!” Davey screamed and clutched the body of his boyfriend to his
chest. Next thing he knew, he was being pulled back by McGonagall and then he
felt tired. Everything went black, the name of his boyfriend on his lips.
End Flashback
 
“I woke up here and now he’s dead!!” Davey cried. Harry had tears in his eyes
and Draco was at loss for words. The three of them just sat there in silence,
mourning the loss and seeking comfort in each other.
 
“Where is Patrick now?” Draco asked when the tears had somewhat subsided. Davey
pointed at a door across the room.
 
“He’s in there. His mother is on her way here.” He leaned his head on his dad’s
shoulder, sighing heavily.
 
“And Patricia? What’s going to happen to her?” Harry asked. Davey became angry.
 
“I don’t care! I hope she rots in Azkaban for killing my boyfriend, her twin
brother!” Davey spat and ran out of the Hospital Wing. Draco breathed out.
 
“Just when he started to feel happy again. When is it going to end!” Draco
growled dangerously. Harry caught on.
 
“Lucius is behind it! He probably controlled Patricia the same way he did
Patrick!” Draco nodded sadly.
 
“Which means that, although she’s innocent, Patricia will always feel guilty
for killing her brother and she’ll end up in Azkaban as well. This has got to
stop!” Draco said and stalked off as well. Harry was worried about Davey and
Draco both now. He decided to go find Davey first.
 
It wasn’t hard to find him on the Astronomy Tower, staring off in space and
shaking. Harry quietly stood next to him.
 
“I really loved him you know. And now he will never know just how much,” Davey
said shakily.
 
“He knows. He always knew because he felt exactly the same about you. It’s
going to hurt to move on but you have to, for him if not for you,” Harry told
him softly.
 
“It hurts so much already, I don’t think I can do that,” Davey whispered
brokenly and sat down on the edge, staring down. Harry was afraid he was going
to do something stupid.
 
“Why don’t we go inside, it’s cold out here,” Harry suggested.
 
“I’m not going to jump!” Davey sneered but Harry was not really believing it.
 
“I get the idea that you’re not sure about that. These feelings, they will stay
for a while and it will be hard dealing with them. Just remember that we are
here to help you through this. And if you don’t want to talk, write it down. It
helps to organize your thoughts and keeps you from falling apart,” Harry said,
while sitting down next to him. Davey started to cry again and Harry pulled him
in his arms.
 
“You’ll get through this, I promise,” he whispered. Together they sat and
watched how the sun died to make place for the beautiful moon.
 
Draco, in the meanwhile, was going through his trunk. When he found what he was
looking for, he put on his cloak and Floo-ed to Azkaban Prison to pay a visit
to one Lucius Malfoy. Upon arrival, the cold air was sending shivers down his
spine and he felt nauseous, weak and almost suicidal. Draco pulled his cloak
closer and a guard brought him to Lucius. The elder Malfoy was surprised to see
him but his sneer was still firmly in place.
 
“Draco, to what do I owe this pleasure?” Lucius drawled. Draco noticed that his
eyes were haunted and that he was thin, the prison clothes hanging of him.
Draco shouldn’t feel pity but it was the only emotion he felt for his so called
father.
 
“I’m not here for pleasantries Lucius. First, you made my life hell at home.
You and Narcissa. Then you did the same to 83 children at Hogwarts, including
my son. You married the mother of Davey’s best friend Patrick, just to get
close to my son as possible and kill him. You brainwashed Patricia into killing
Davey when Patrick became his boyfriend. She just killed her own twin brother!
All because of you!” Draco was screaming at the end of his little speech but
Lucius still sneered at him and acted like he didn’t care.
 
“I want to know why!” Draco demanded.
 
“It’s not because of me but because of you Draco. You embarrassed me in front
of our Lord by defying him and joining the light side. I lost my son that
night. Despite what I taught you, I felt hurt and I wanted you to hurt too as
punishment…” Draco interrupted him.
 
“By raping innocent children and even killing one!?” he said incredulously.
 
“Well that was just for fun and the boy who died wasn’t the one I was aiming
for,” Lucius said casually and Draco felt sick.
 
“Right. Now that I’ve got my explanation, I have a proposition for you. Here I
have two flasks. One, the dark green one, contains the Killing Potion. The
other, the dark blue one, is my own creation. I don’t have a name for it yet
but it strips you of your magic, leaving you to live like a muggle. Your
choice,” Draco explained calmly, his eyes betraying his anger.
 
“Muggles can’t survive here, so I’m dead either way. Not much of a choice, I
think I’ll have to decline,” Lucius drawled.
 
“I would re-think that decision. You see, living in here, you’ll only have a
couple of months to live. You’ll die anyway but you can still control Patricia
and I don’t want that. You’ve done enough damage. So if you don’t take one of
the potions, you leave me no choice but to make your life a complete Hell! And
you know I’m perfectly capable of that. You taught me,” Draco said smugly.
 
“Since I did taught you, you also know I’m immune for that kind of thing,”
Lucius smirked but it faded when Draco’s expression brightened.
 
“Not to what I’ve recently developed. You’ll pay; be it by my hand or your own.
Again, it’s your choice,” Draco hissed and he shoved both potions in the
elder’s hands.
 
“If I don’t hear of your death within the week, I’ll make the arrangements.
Goodbye Lucius, have a nice death.” That was the last thing Draco said to his
father and walked away, leaving Lucius to decide.
 
Draco Floo-ed to Harry’s room, only to find it empty. After looking around, he
found Lyn in her play area. He sat down next to her.
 
“Hey Lyn, where’s you daddy?” he asked the girl. She looked him in the eyes,
hesitated, then crawled into his lap and clung to him. Draco was shocked but
quickly worried when she started crying.
 
“What’s wrong?” he asked softly but she only clung to him more and shook her
head. Draco stood up and walked up and down with her, until she fell asleep. He
gently tucked a warm blanket around her and went in search for Harry and Davey.
After 30 minutes, he got the idea to look for them on the Astronomy Tower.
 
Harry heard footsteps and turned to see his lover with his daughter. He smiled
when Draco sat down next to him. Davey had fallen asleep too and was snoring
softly on Harry’s shoulder.
 
“Where did you go?” Harry asked softly after kissing his boyfriend.
 
“To Azkaban. We won’t have to worry about Lucius for much longer,” Draco
whispered and let his head fall down on Harry’s unoccupied shoulder.
 
“Is it normal for your daughter to just start crying?” Draco asked while
tucking the blanket tighter around her.
 
“No, not normal but it does happen every now and then. I thinks it’s some kind
of coping mechanism,” Harry sighed and looked at the moon. He felt Draco settle
against him and pressed a kiss to the blond head.
 
‘I hope tomorrow will be better,’ Harry thought. They all sat in silence for a
while, hoping for happiness someday.
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The next day did get better, and the days after that as well. Patrick’s burial
was small but very emotional for Davey. Patrick’s mother had given him her
son’s diary and he spend the rest of the day reading it. It was exactly the
closure he needed and he treasured the small book.
 
Lyn spend a lot of time trying to cheer Davey up. Whenever he needed to forget,
she would happily play with him and they grew closer because of it. Her
nightmares became almost non existent and she slept in her own room again,
after Harry and Draco had redecorated it.
 
Draco moved in with Harry in his rooms. He got appointed to be Hogwarts’ very
first therapist and he was happy that he got to help people on a deeper,
emotional level. He even took special courses in Psychology.
 
Harry couldn’t be happier. He had the man he loved and the job he always
wanted. His daughter was happier then ever and that was making him feel good
too. He was glad he could help Davey, who he started to see as his son, with
his problems.
 
Lucius decision fell on the Killing Potion. He had consumed it right after
Draco had left. He was buried on the Azkaban Graveyard with no one attending
the service.
 
It was three months after Patrick’s death and almost Christmas. Lyn and Davey
went ice-skating on the Lake. Draco and Harry were snuggled up together on the
couch, enjoying there hot chocolate milk.
 
“Life is finally good, isn’t it,” Harry sighed happily. Draco smiled.
 
“Yes, finally.” The blond kissed Harry softly.
 
“But I know something that would make it even better,” Draco said and laid
down, pulling Harry on top of him. Harry gasped when he felt something poking
in his thigh.
 
“Are you sure?” he asked his blond lover softly. At Draco’s nod, he began to
kiss him with passion. Draco eagerly responded and Harry started to unbutton
his shirt, while Draco did the same to him.
 
“You’re beautiful baby, so beautiful,” Harry whispered against heated lips.
Draco moaned when Harry dipped his head and nipped at a sensitive nipple. Harry
smirked and went lower, leaving a trail of hot kisses on his lover’s stomach.
Slowly he unbuttoned Draco’s pants while kissing him softly. He felt Draco
tremble underneath him and was about to pull back when Draco leaned up and
kissed him hard.
 
“Don’t stop!” he said breathlessly. Harry nodded and continued his exploration.
A few minutes later, they were both naked and grinding against each other.
 
“Oh sweet God!” Draco moaned when Harry wrapped his hand around his erection
and started stroking him. The raven haired man smiled wickedly. Slowly, very
slowly, he dipped down and took Draco in his mouth. Draco thought he would die
from pleasure and it didn’t take long for him to come hard in Harry skilful and
sinful mouth, screaming his lover’s name. Harry swallowed it all and leaned up
to kiss Draco, allowing him to taste himself in Harry’s mouth.
 
“That was absolutely amazing!” Draco gasped, completely out of breath.
 
“It’s going to be even better love,” Harry whispered and conjured a bottle of
lube. He searched his lover’s eyes for insecurities, any at all. Finding none,
he pushed the slender legs apart and searched for Draco’s opening. He heard
Draco gasp when he found it and gently massaged the tight ring of muscle.
Draco was almost sure he had died and gone to heaven when Harry inserted a
finger and found his sweet spot. Harry looked at him with only love in his eyes
and Draco knew he had made the right decision.
 
“Are you alright baby?” Harry asked while inserting a second finger.
 
“Oh, yes!” Draco hissed. Harry scissored his fingers lightly and found Draco’s
sweet spot again.
 
“Gods! More, please, more!” Draco demanded and his lover obliged by adding a
third finger.
 
“You’re so hot like this Draco, are you ready for me love?” Harry whispered in
his lover’s ear and softly nibbled on it, while gently thrusting his fingers in
and out Draco’s hot canal. Draco moaned.
 
“Yessss….make love to me Harry, please I need you!” the blond begged. Harry
grabbed the lube and was sure to use enough not to hurt Draco. He withdrew his
fingers and smiled at his lover’s protesting whimper. He positioned himself and
pushed forward, very slowly.
 
Harry felt Draco tense up. The blonde’s eyes were shut tightly and his face was
scrunched up in pain. Harry softly kissed his lover.
 
“Open your eyes love,” Harry coaxed and gasped when he saw tears in the
beautiful grey eyes.
 
“What’s wrong baby?” he asked worriedly and wanted to pull back again. Draco
smiled shakily and held his lover in place.
 
“No, don’t stop! I…I just had a flashback, that all,” he explained. Harry still
looked worried.
 
“You sure? Because if you want to stop, I’ll stop.” Draco kissed him, shutting
him up.
 
“I’m sure. I love you Harry,” Draco whispered. Harry’s expression softened.
 
“And I love you Draco, so much,” he whispered and gently started moving. Green
eyes were locked with grey as they made love for the first time. Soft moans
reverberated through the room.
 
“Harry…I’m…so close!…I…,” Draco gasped, not able to hold back any longer.
 
“Come for me love,” Harry encouraged, not lasting much longer himself.
 
“Oh, oh god…HARRY!!” Draco screamed as he came, Harry following soon after.
Both collapsed in each others arms, catching their breaths. Harry carefully
pulled out and with one wave of his hand, he cleaned the up. Draco Accio-ed a
blanket and together they snuggled up underneath it. After a few minutes, Harry
could feel wet drops on his shoulder and looked up to see Draco’s tear stained
face.
 
“Draco?” he asked, scared that he’d done something wrong.
 
“Thank you,” was the whispered reply he got. Harry was confused.
 
“For what?” Harry held his lover tightly.
 
“For showing me it’s beautiful to be joined like that. I wish my first time
would’ve been like that,” Draco explained sadly. Harry kissed him softly and
wiped the tears away.
 
“But it was your first time, with me,” Harry told him. Draco smiled and
snuggled even closer.
 
“And it was perfect,” he whispered. Soon they were both asleep.
 
-At the Lake-
 
“Ow!!” Lyn cried when she fell down again, on the cold, hard ice. Davey
laughed, earning him a glare.
 
“Alright, come on.” Davey helped her up.
 
“You have to stop looking at your feet all the time. Just stand up straight and
look ahead of you. Here, practice with this,” he said and conjured up a chair,
putting Lyn behind it. She looked at him.
 
“A chair?!” she asked incredulously. He nodded.
 
“It’s a good way to learn how to skate. Or would you rather fall down all the
time?” he pointed out and she shook her head. She tentatively strode forward.
 
“Hey, it’s actually working!” she said happily and became more confident. Davey
watched her for a while.
 
‘Patrick would’ve loved to skate,’ he thought sadly. The journal had helped him
to deal with some issues but it didn’t make it hurt any less. He was startled
out of his thoughts by a scream and a crash. He looked to see Lyn lying on the
ice, not moving and the chair a few feet away.
 
“Lyn!” he called and skated over to her. He fell besides her on his knees and
turned her on her back. Blood was flowing out of a deep gash on her forehead.
 
“Oh God! Lyn! Come on, wake up!” he begged and held her to his chest.
 
“Come on sis, I don’t like seeing you like this, wake up, please!” Davey
conjured up a towel and started to put pressure to the wound. Lyn groaned and
her eyes fluttered open.
 
“Thank God! Glad to see you awake, keep your eyes open okay, don’t fall
asleep!” Davey told her but her eyes stood hazy. She pushed his hand with the
towel away and touch the gash. Davey gasped. The wound started healing!! A
moment later, all that was left was a faint scar, just above her left eye.
Davey pulled her in his lap and held her as she started crying.
 
“How did you do that?” he asked her.
 
“I don’t know. It hurt and I wanted it to go away,” she whispered.
 
“Well, you certainly made it go away,” he said in awe.
 
“I don’t want to skate anymore Davey,” she said. Davey stood up and went off
the ice. He sat down on a nearby bench and took his skates off. Then he helped
Lyn with hers.
 
“I’m cold, I want to go inside,” Lyn sniffed. Davey nodded.
 
“Yeah, let’s go to the kitchens, get some hot chocolate,” he said and they went
inside.
***** Chapter 13 *****

Author's notes: Continue.
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A/N: The last chapter!
 
“Does your daddy love my daddy?” Lyn asked when the were seated and enjoying
their hot chocolate.
 
“I believe so, yes. Why?”
 
“My daddy loves your daddy too. So why aren’t they married yet?” she asked
innocently. Davey thought about that.
 
“I don’t know. Maybe they don’t want to yet,”
 
“But why not?” she whined.
 
“You’ll have to ask them. Why do you want them to marry by the way?” he asked
her.
 
“Because I like Draco. I want him to be my other daddy,” she said simply.
 
“Wouldn’t that be something, a real family. You know what, we’ll just ask
them,” Davey decided. Lyn nodded and bounced around happily. Davey laughed and
scooped her up.
 
“Come on, let’s go home,” he said and they walked to their room. When they
arrived, Davey noticed Harry and his dad sleeping on the couch. He also noticed
that his dad wasn’t wearing any pyjama’s and clothes were strewn across the
floor. He blushed and quickly ushered Lyn to her room, suddenly understanding
what had happened.
 
“Davey! We need to ask them!” Lyn protested.
 
“They are asleep sis. We’ll ask them tomorrow. It’s way past your bedtime
anyway,” Davey told her and helped her to put on her PJ’s.
“I don’t want to go to sleep, I’m not tired!” she pouted. Davey sighed.
 
“Try! I’ll read you a story.” Lyn’s eyes lit up at the prospect of a story and
settled down in bed. Despite not being tired, she was asleep within 15 minutes
and Davey sneaked of to his own bed.
 
The next morning, Lyn was bouncing around on Davey’s bed, waking him up.
 
“Wake up Davey, we’ve got to ask!” she squealed happily. Davey groaned but
slowly woke up.
 
“Alright, here is what we’re going to do…” Davey and Lyn planned everything out
and went to the living room. Harry and Draco were just finished with dressing
themselves.
 
“Daddy!” Lyn came flying at Harry and he barely caught her.
 
“Hey princess, easy okay? I don’t want you to hurt yourself,” he kissed her on
the nose and she giggled. Then she wiggled free and flew over to Draco.
 
“Draco!” He also, could barely catch her but she already launched into another
hug. He smiled and hugged her back.
 
“Hi Lyn,” he chuckled. She beamed and sat down on his lap. Davey sat down next
to Harry.
 
“Draco, do you love my daddy?” Lyn asked innocently. Draco was surprised.
 
“I sure do,” he answered. She smiled brightly and hugged him again. Davey
smiled and turned to Harry.
 
“And I guess you love my dad?” Harry nodded.
 
“Very much even,” he said. Davey and Lyn looked at each other.
 
“Then why aren’t you married yet!?” they asked in unison. To say that Harry and
Draco were speechless was an understatement. When noting was said Lyn was
getting impatient.
 
“Davey? Have they lost there tongue?” she asked, trying to look into Draco’s
mouth to see if he still had his tongue.
 
“I would seem so. Well, then we just have to do it for them.” Davey turned to
Harry again.
 
“Harry Potter, will you marry Draco Malfoy?” he asked him formally. Lyn caught
on and turned her attention to Draco.
 
“Draco Malfoy, will you marry Harry Potter?” she parroted Davey, pouting and
puppy dogs on full mode. After another heavy silence, Harry cleared his throat.
 
“Well love, it seems like the children have ganged up on us,” he said, amused.
Draco nodded.
 
“Yeah, they sure have,” was they only thing he could manage. Davey let out a
long suffering sigh.
 
“Don’t tell me we have to answer for you as well?!” he exclaimed. Harry took
out his wand and casted a Silencing Charm around Draco and himself.
 
“What do you think has gotten into them?” Harry said, smiling at their kids.
Then he noticed that Draco was very quiet. He became worried. The blond seemed
to be lost in thought.
 
“Draco?” Harry waved his hand in front of his lover’s face. Draco seemed to
snap out of it.
 
“What were you thinking about love?” Harry asked curiously. Draco looked at him
and got on one knee in front of Harry. The raven haired man gasped. Draco
smiled up at him.
 
“I was thinking that our children were right. I love you Harry. Last night…It
was absolutely perfect. I trust you and you’ve proven to me, without a doubt,
that you love me too. You would make me the happiest man alive if you would
become my husband. So Harry James Potter, will you marry me?” Draco finished
his proposal with tears of complete happiness in his eyes. Harry eyes were
sparkling too. He dropped down to his knees beside Draco.
 
“Yes, Draco Malfoy, I’ll marry you,” he whispered and kissed the blond with so
much passion, it left them both breathless. Harry glanced at the kids out of
the corner of his eye and saw that they were dancing around like crazy. He
lifted the Spell and both came flying at them, sending everyone to the floor in
a fit of laughter.
 
“When are you getting married? Can I be a flower girl? Do I get to wear a
pretty dress?” Lyn babbled excitingly. They all laughed.
 
From then on, neither Harry, Draco, Davey or Lyn were unhappy again. Harry and
Draco got married in the spring and Lyn was a flower girl, like she wanted. She
even got to wear a ‘pretty dress.’ Davey was Draco’s best man, while Blaise was
Harry’s. Harry legally adopted Davey and Draco did the same with Lyn.
 
After three years of marriage, they adopted again. Twins. A brother and a
sister. They were both very happy one-year-olds and Lyn was constantly babying
them.
 
Davey graduated from Hogwarts and became an Auror. He did find love again in
the heart of Thomas Finnigan, brother of Harry’s old school friend, Seamus.
They are now living as husbands in a small cottage on the barrier of the Muggle
and Wizarding world.
 
Lyn got accepted to Hogwarts and was placed in Ravenclaw. Not a surprise to
Harry because it was clear to him that she was a very clever girl. What did
surprise him was the fact that she got the position as a Seeker on the team
when she was just a mere first year. It made Harry’s heart swell with pride.
She graduated and went to Healer University to become a Healer. She’s engaged
with Sebastian Goyle, son of ex-Slytherin Gregory Goyle and his wife Lavender
Goyle-Brown.
 
The twins; Jackie and Jason, were Muggle children but they grew up knowing
about magic anyway. Jackie is now studying Psychology and Jason is following
Business Class, so he can start his own shop and clothing line. Jason was
struggling with his sexuality for a long time but finally figured out it didn’t
matter to him if he was dating a boy or a girl. He loved both. Jackie had an
eye on one of her classmates and hoped she would have a chance with him. For
now, it was heading in a positive direction.
 
Harry and Draco now live in a nice cottage in the countryside near London. They
are still madly in love and would be until death would claim them. And even
then, they would still love each other in the Afterlife.
 
THE END.
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