Harry and Draco flooed directly into the Manor sometime in the afternoon. They had just got done talking to Sirius and that hadn't been the most pleasant conversation. Reliving Draco's death in the slightest wasn't something that he had ever wanted to do. Harry just wanted to put it past him, so talking about it was hard. Luckily he had a sweet and loving fiancé who was there for him every step of the way and shouldering most of the conversation anyways. Draco had seen the pensive memory so he knew just as much about it as Harry did.
Sirius predictably had been worried. Harry knew enough about his godfather to recognize the fear in his eyes. He didn't want Sirius to worry but offering false words of assurances just wasn't his thing and he knew Sirius wouldn't have appreciated it. So he had said nothing in regards to things hopefully being okay. Sirius had stressed his opinion that they should not ever go willingly seek the Flamels. Harry and Draco decided to tell the others about their past lives before bringing it up to Sirius. It wasn't personal but they wanted to share with the other's first. The ones who had been there for them since the beginning. Harry was pants at lying so he ended up having Draco deflect the questions about why they talked like they were from the past sometimes. Draco laughed it off as if it were an inside joke but Harry caught the suspicious gleam and knew they would have to answer him sooner or later.
Harry knew he probably should have just told Sirius but the part of him that just wants to keep their past lives to themselves didn't want to bring it up. He was still having reservations about telling everyone else. If this wasn't so serious, he wouldn't be mentioning it at all. Like ever. Harry was just glad that Draco was also feeling uneasy about doing this too. It felt like they would be giving them intimate information, parts of themselves that were just precious. It was the vulnerability that bothered them.
This time when they flooed, Harry was prepared. Draco however was not prepared to have Harry grab on to him as soon as they landed, it caused Draco to lose his balance and they both tumbled. Draco spluttered before laughing at the frustration coming through the bond.
"I thought for sure that would work." Harry said disgruntled. Draco lifted a hand to his cheek. "Face it angel, you will always have a hard time flooing. This isn't the only means of transportation you have trouble with either. Remember that time when you first learned to apparate and you miscalculated the landing and nearly smacked into the barn?"
Harry furrowed his brows at a loss for what Draco was talking about before his eyes widened. Ethan. He remembered. Noah had already been taught how to apparate, it was a brand new mode of transportation and Noah had spent ages trying to teach it to him before he got upset and announced that he could do it without all of the lectures. That had not gone according to plan. It was a miracle he hadn't splinched himself. Harry scowled. "And you were of no help either, laughing your arse off before seeing if I was okay. Lovely husband you are."
Draco's hand was still cupping Harry's face so he brought his other hand to hold it as well. Draco was biting his lip but it did nothing to hide the amusement he was feeling. "You got your revenge though didn't you?" Draco asked bemusedly.
Harry grinned remembering that he had locked Noah out of the house till he apologized with a promise to make dinner. "You cook so well when you actually try." Harry replied remembering all of the times that he could coax Noah into making something that wasn't a potion. It was funny that some things were the same between lives, like the love they held and the difficult family problems. But there was subtle difference in a lot of things as well. Dracott never cooked a day in his life, benefit of being a king. Noah could actually cook when he set his mind to it and Draco... well Harry wouldn't trust Draco in the kitchen at all. The personalities stayed pretty much the same. Draco and Noah were both purebloods from rich families so there was this haughtiness that never quite went away. But Harry adored that about the both of them so that was never a problem. Dracott hadn't been a wizard but you would think there would have been a sense of entitlement from a king, but there wasn't. Dracott had been by far the most subdued of the three lives. Harry loved them all. He loved every life he had with Draco and cherished every moment that he could.
Draco could feel the abundance of love and didn't have to ask what he was thinking about. They both had been thinking about the past lives constantly since the appearance of a new one. Draco still wasn't positive that this wasn't a dream. This was the stuff of fantasy and silly dreams. Stuff like this didn't happen in real life and if it did then it certainly wouldn't happen to him. Draco ignored the cooking comment. Harry knew that he was pants at it, possibly if he tapped into the tips and tricks that Noah used to use he might be able to manage it. But Draco had no desire to learn to cook. He would leave that up to Kreacher and then Harry when Kreacher wasn't looking. Heaven forbid someone other than Kreacher cook, the elf took it as a giant insult to his abilities.
Harry rubbed his nose up against Draco's and closed his eyes contently. He loved moments where they could forget about everything else and just relax. "I love you." The pair said at the same time. Harry grinned widely before nuzzling Draco's nose again. Harry leaned slightly away. "It's kind of fun to explore all of this all over again."
Draco scrunched up his face again in confusion. "Explore what?" Harry removed Draco's hands from his face so that he could place his hands to Draco's face. "Life." Harry was pretty sure that his current life was his favorite. Maybe it was because he was currently alive had a big part in that. Living life with Dracott had been wonderful and he cherished that life greatly. After Dracott retired from the crown they did travel the world like they wanted. It took pretty much the rest of their lives considering that boats and horses were the only way to travel. But they couldn't openly show their love for one another unless in private. The only family they had were with each other. In that life that was all they needed but they had yearned for a family nonetheless. Life with Noah had been just as wonderful but so stressful. Being wizards during that time period wasn't difficult and there weren't any dark lords, sure there were dark wizards. Very dark wizards. But no one had been actively trying to do anything at the time. They had fallen in love at a young 16 and wed at 17. They were married for ten years before his death. They had had a beautiful life together but Harry was hoping for more than 12 years together this time around.
Draco smiled softly. Yes, he was quite looking forward to reliving milestones that he had already once passed. It was odd. Two months ago he had been a regular depressed 17 year old and now he was 18 going on 90 if you count all three lives. There was so much knowledge in his head and it was hard to accept at times. It was almost like waking up. His previous 17 years he was Draco Malfoy, just a part of his mind had been locked away. He was still Draco Malfoy but now he was so much more. He had lived before and he held every single one of those memories. So it was hard to relate to things that he should be feeling. It was hard to relate to other people when they could never understand what was going on with him, except Harry.
"Yes." Draco breathed softly before pressing his lips against Harry's in a soft gentle kiss. Harry made it a little difficult because he couldn't stop smiling.
"Um are you guys going to sit on the ground the whole time?" They looked up to see everyone staring at them with smiles but also confusion. What exactly had they overheard? Pansy had been the one who spoke.
Draco stood up and held out a hand to help Harry up. Harry smiled sweetly at Draco in response. "It was Harry's fault." Harry's previous gratitude vanished. He leveled a glare at Draco who just smirked in response.
"We saw." Lucius said dryly. "You both are late so we came to wait for you."
Draco and Harry stiffened at the sound of Lucius's voice. Which confused everyone there. Draco shared a look with Harry. Draco knew that it wasn't a response that came from his experiences but more from Dracott and Noah. He knew it wasn't his father's fault that he was a major arse in other lives but he had to fight the urge to panic at the sound of his voice. Draco had to push aside all of those feelings and focus on only this lifetime. His father was much better than he had been in any other life. That was something. His father may be a bastard but he was a decent bastard now.
Harry swallowed heavily fighting the bile that was threatening to come out. He knew that he loved this Lucius Malfoy but Larson had hired the Flamels to murder him. Larson had hated him so strongly that murder was the best option to get rid of him. Harry had to fight to control his emotions. He knew that Draco was experiencing the same issue so he didn't feel bad for his lapse of judgement. Harry closed his eyes briefly and focused on this lifetime. He focused on all of the things that Lucius Malfoy has done for him in this life. He focused on the heir ring and that he was welcomed into their family. When he felt calm he was able to open his eyes. The bond was also calm, good. That meant that Draco was okay.
Lucius was confused. Had he done something to them since yesterday? He hadn't even left the Manor since they left Grimwald Place. So that couldn't be it. Had something been uncovered while at the Weasleys? He couldn't remember any plots against them since Draco was in his second year. So what was going on?
Harry and Draco turned back to the group and plastered fake smiles on their faces. The twins scoffed. Like that was fooling anyone.
Remus could see the tension in Harry's shoulders and he was worried. Had dinner gone that badly? They were acting like something awful had happened. Remus shot Severus a look and could see that the man was equally as confused.
Harry raised a brow when he noticed that Remus and Severus were standing closer together than they usually would. There had to be a story in there somewhere. Harry's strained smile melted into a real smile when he caught sight of Teddy on Remus's hip. Harry waved slightly and laughed when Teddy broke out into a smile. Remus smiled down at his son.
"Let's go in the study." Narcissa offered with a slight frown. She didn't like the energy of the room. She knew that this was not going to be a happy visit at all.
Once everyone was seated did they all look expectantly at Harry and Draco. Harry fidgeted in his seat, he didn't like being the center of attention. Draco could feel the apprehension coming from Harry and he opened his arms. Harry immediately left his seat and sat down on Draco's lap. He sighed already feeling worlds better.
Draco rested his chin on Harry's shoulder and wrapped his arms around Harry's stomach. He was surprised to feel a lot better with Harry in his arms. He smiled at that. Everything was easier as long as he had Harry.
"We don't have all day." Severus said snidely. Harry chuckled and he felt the awkward tension disappear. Leave it to Severus to be impatient.
"Something happened last night." Harry began nervously. "Well actually it happened twice."
Fred and George shared confused looks. Was he talking about dinner or something else?
Harry paused. This was harder than he thought it would be to talk about this and he already knew that it would be difficult. Draco cleared his throat. "Harry and I have lived more than one life." Might as well get straight to the point.
They watched the jaws drop all across the room. If they hadn't been nervous then they might have found this funny. Harry loved seeing a slack jawed Severus and Lucius.
"Are you suggesting reincarnation?" Narcissa said in wonder. Her mind was spinning with the possibilities. Reincarnation was something that was never proven but widely believed in. It was why the torques used to be so important.
"Yes. Before dinner we remembered most of our first life together. Well at least I think it was our first life." Harry said biting his lip. There really was no guess at how many lives they have lived. It could just be three but who knows.
"Then after dinner Harry had a flashback in a dream that made him remember the next life and that unlocked the rest of the memories from the first life as well."
"You spent them together?" Lucius said with wide eyes. Harry and Draco smiled. "Yes. We were married in the second lifetime and just together in the first. We were muggles the first time around and two men together wasn't something that was done." Harry told him sadly.
"I can't even begin to tell you the odds of that. One lifetime is beyond rare as it is. Add in finding each other three times goes against statistics. But to think that you found each other as muggles goes against all logic." Severus said blinking rapidly. This was... hurting his brain. For the first time in his life he now knew what it felt like to be Black or Potter. His mind rarely failed him but it was not coming up with any rational explanations.
"They have to be fated or something." Pansy said with a romantic sigh. Blaise loathed to agree with that but he couldn't help but think that she was right. It was the only thing that was making sense in his mind.
Lucius ignored Pansy and her whimsical statement. "You said Harry remembered the second lifetime. Do you not remember?" He asked his son.
"At first he was the only one who could remember it but as he began telling me things about our life together, my memories came back to me. I remember both lifetimes before this one." Draco said quietly.
"So are you like someone else?" Blaise asked with no tact. Pansy smacked him on the arm ignoring the glare Fred was sending her.
"Ow. It was just a question." Blaise said rubbing his arm and switching seats with Fred. Pansy snorted but said nothing.
Narcissa frowned. She wasn't sure what to think about this. Her son wasn't really her son? Is that what they were trying to say? The Draco that she had raised, from a distance, wasn't her baby?
Harry and Draco rolled their eyes. "It depends on how you look at it. I am still Draco but I am not exactly the same as I was two days ago. I have two lifetimes worth of knowledge inside me plus the things that I have learned in this lifetime. I still am the Draco you know just with some extra stuff." He explained with a shrug.
Remus was blown away. He hadn't really given much thought to reincarnation until he learned that Harry and Draco were getting married. Remus wondered what past lives he might've had. He was stunned that Harry and Draco could remember the lives. They had been together in all of them. Was it because they were soulmates? But that didn't make sense or other people would find their soulmates faster too. This was all confusing.
"What was your first life like?" George asked curiously. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to constantly find your other half. He was beyond envious of his best friend.
Harry grinned. "Draco was a king." Pansy and Blaise choked while George and Fred gaped. Draco was thoroughly amused by their reactions. He could see that his father was proud of that. Of course he was. Severus had arched brows so that only showed some surprise. He wasn't very good at reading Remus but the man did look surprised. His mother however still looked concerned.
"You are joking?" Fred and George asked when they regained their equilibrium.
Draco shook his head. "Nope. I was a king and Harry was my consort." Draco said fondly.
Remus was impressed. King. He wondered what kind of King Draco had been. Was he a kind ruler? Or was he more of a dictator? Were his people happy? He figured Draco would've had to have been a nice king because he doubted that Harry would have been with him otherwise.
The quartet shared surprised looks. "That is why you call him that!" Pansy said in excitement. The adults seemed confused at that.
Blaise noticed their confusion. "The two of them are always calling each other weird things. Harry calls Draco 'My Lord or My Liege' and Draco always calls him his 'great consort'. We just thought it was some weird kink that they indulged in."
Harry and Draco choked causing Blaise to smirk. Harry knew his cheeks were pink. "It isn't a kink. To us it was just a game or something sweet that we did. We didn't know that was why we did it until yesterday."
"Your subconscious had been aware of the past lives whether your waking conscious was aware or not." Severus mused fascinated. He wondered if there was a way to tap into that and see if they had other lives as well.
Lucius rolled his eyes and spoke up before Severus could start boring him with theories or a need to experiment. "What was being a king like?" He wondered curiously. He was awfully proud of the fact that his son was a king.
Draco snorted. "I absolutely hated it." Pansy made a surprised noise. "How could you hate being a king?" She asked in a scandalous tone. Being a leader like that sounded like a dream come true. She could picture herself sitting on a throne barking out orders and all the adoring peasants smiling at her. Now that was definitely something that sounded amazing.
Draco shifted a little uneasily. "It was partly the way that I was raised." Draco refused to look to his parents, instead focusing his gaze on the floor. "I didn't want to be king but I was an only child, so after the death of my parents I had to take over. Homosexual couples weren't something that was done back then so I couldn't openly show my relationship with Harland. After several years on the throne I retired the crown to a cousin and then traveled the world with Harland." Draco finished with a small smile.
Harry patted the tops of Draco's hands. He could see the curious looks that Draco's parents were shooting them.
"Harland?" Fred asked with a snort. Harry glared at him. "Hey it was a nice name. Better than Dracott."
"Hey!" Draco cried in mock anger. Everyone chuckled lightly.
"What did you mean it was the way you were raised?" Narcissa asked biting her lip. Were they his parents in their past life? It could be possible. Past lives didn't have to be repeated like that, some scholars believe that your parents could be a past sibling or a best friend. Life won't always repeat the things exactly the same.
Draco sighed. "I was raised to be a cruel king who cared naught for his people. That wasn't who I was. So when I took over I got rid of everything my father set in motion and I made sure that the kingdom was taken care of." He said a little proudly. Draco knew that he had been a wonderful king, the way the village flourished under his rule had proven that. The kingdom had been despondent when his father was in charge and nearly at a breaking point. But after his father had died, may he not rest in peace, it was like everything was now in color. The villagers smiled openly and began enjoying life. The kingdom had become what it should have been all along.
Lucius was uncomfortable. Was Draco implying that he was his father in this past life? Had he messed up his son's life more than once? This lifetime was hard enough knowing that he wasn't the father that he should have been but to know that he did it more than once was a little crushing. Why couldn't he seem to get it right? "Were we your parents?" He asked not really wanting to know the answer but needing to know regardless.
"Yes." Draco asked still not meeting their eyes. Lucius clenched his fists. He shouldn't have even asked. Narcissa frowned, she was hoping that they had not been the cause of Draco's distress again. She sighed sadly.
Harry could see the guilt on Narcissa's face and he didn't like it. "There is no use being upset over it. We can only live in the present. Something that you did in a past life can't be held against you in this lifetime. Maybe the purpose of reincarnation is giving people another chance. You didn't fare well in that life so you get another shot at making amends in the next life. Don't feel bad for something that you have no control over. Just be good parents from here on out." Harry advised.
Remus raised his brows. That had been rather profound, when did Harry grow up? Time was working against him. Harry was engaged and so grown up. Next thing he would know it they would be having children. Harry was growing up too fast. Remus wanted Harry to stay young, he had already missed Harry's childhood he didn't want life to move too fast just yet. He wanted time to really appreciate his honorary godson.
Narcissa smiled weakly at Harry. She was hearing what he was saying but it is hard knowing that you had a negative effect on your child's life. Whether it was in the past or not, it was hard to swallow. Lucius looked at Harry with respect. He was grateful that Harry was in their lives. He wished that they could've had him sooner but that was okay. Harry was right. There was nothing they could do to change the past. So they could only focus on this lifetime.
"I still can't believe you were a king." Pansy said a little awed. Blaise snorted. "I can. He is entitled enough for it." Everyone laughed when Draco let another indignant 'hey!'
"You guys were in our past life too." Draco told Pansy and Blaise. Their faces lit up excitedly.
"No way!" Pansy said in wonder. Harry and Draco laughed warmly. "Yes. Blaise was one of my guards and Pansy worked in the castle. You guys were my friends when we were children, your parents worked for the castle too." Draco said with a smile.
Pansy and Blaise grinned. "You were also married." Harry piped up smirking when their grins faded and was replaced with disgusted grimaces. "Way to ruin the moment Harry." Blaise huffed out.
Harry laughed unrepentantly. "What about us?" The twins asked with identical pouts. Harry bit his lip from laughing and had to let Draco tell them.
"You were there." Draco said smiling at the way their faces lit up. "You were the court jesters though." Severus and Remus snorted loudly. The rest of the group had no idea what that was.
"You guys were entertainment for the king. Some people called court jesters the fools. You were really good at your job if that helps any." Harry offered weakly.
The twins shot him glares. "It doesn't." George said dryly. He thought it was kind of funny. At least they were still entertaining people no matter what life it is. Fred wrinkled his nose. He had been hoping for something cool but a fool? Yeah no thanks. What a crap life. He was quite glad that he had no recollection of it.
Harry looked to Severus and Remus. "You guys weren't in any of our past lives." He said a little apologetically. Severus was a tad disappointed but he would take not being in a past life over being a fool. He shuddered internally at that thought. He knew without a doubt he would have made the worst court jester imaginable.
Remus waved away the statement. That didn't matter to him. He was just grateful to have one life that involved Harry. Who was to say that he even had a past life? This could be his very first life for all he knew.
"What about your second lifetime? What was that one like?" Blaise asked curiously. This was way cooler than talking about what happened at the burrow. He kind of wanted to put off that conversation. The twins hadn't said much at all on the subject but he knew it wasn't good.
Harry and Draco shared a long look, feeling out the bond. This was the one that they didn't want to talk about but was the most important. Harry bit his lip. "What you guys have to understand is that we wouldn't be telling you about any of this if there wasn't a reason. Our past lives are something that the both of us really cherish and it is rather personal."
Everyone sat up straighter. This didn't sound so good. Pansy didn't like that if there wasn't a good reason they wouldn't have told her. Why was a past life personal?
Draco sighed, might as well get it over with. "I was Noah Ainsworth in my second life."
Severus dropped his mouth open in shock and had to grip the arms of the chair tightly. "Pardon?" He asked weakly. The quartet, Narcissa and Remus had no idea who that was. It might have sounded familiar but they weren't sure of the name. Lucius let out a startled noise.
"The Noah Ainsworth? The father of potion brewing?" Lucius asked in open awe. Everyone gaped at Draco causing him to flush under the attention. Harry smiled proudly. A little thrill went through him every time he thought about it.
"Yes that Noah Ainsworth. I wouldn't go that far as to call him the father of potion brewing. Potions existed back then they just weren't of anything concrete. I just changed some things." Draco explained humbly.
"Some things?" Severus said weakly. "Draco, Noah Ainsworth paved the foundation for every potion that is out there to this day. Without the work that he published so many potions never would have been created. Even the unfinished ideas of his that he published eventually became something down the road. His ideas are still being tweaked and worked on." Severus said looking at Draco in a new light.
Draco flushed but he had a small pleased smile. Harry was grinning. "I knew you could do it love." Draco hid his face in Harry's neck and kissed his skin softly.
"Woah. My best friend is famous." Pansy said smirking at Draco's discomfort. Draco lifted his head to roll his eyes at her. "That was a long time ago Pans." He pointed out.
Remus tilted his head to the side, now that they started talking about Noah Ainsworth little pieces of memory were starting to form from his school lessons. "Wasn't Noah credited for the idea of the wolfsbane potion?" He asked hoping he remembered that correctly. Severus shot him an impressed look.
"Yes. He had the idea but the process eluded him and it eluded many generations until Luther Belby was able to discover the uses of Fluxweed to act as a constricting barrier for the Baneberry so that it didn't sour when it came in contact with the Bitterroot." Severus explained. Remus bit his cheek to stop the fond smile threatening to form on his face, he had not needed the little lesson.
Draco scowled. "Fluxweed. Why didn't I think of that?" He said disgruntled. "I had this perfect vision too. I was going to find a way to make the werewolf mind safer so that the population would treat them better. If I could show that the mind could be taken care of then it would show that werewolves were just like everyone else." Draco was happy that his idea eventually happened but he hated that he hadn't been able to actually create the potion. It was bittersweet.
Remus was choked up that Draco was the reason that the potion existed today. He was touched that someone back then had even cared, the prejudice in the past was worse than it is today. No one even cared about magical creatures back then. Werewolves were hunted on a daily basis. "Thank you." He said quietly.
Draco jerked from the praise. "I- It was just an idea. I couldn't even complete the potion." He said regretfully.
Remus smiled warmly at Draco and rocked Teddy to his chest who had fallen asleep. "But without you, who is to say that there would ever be a potion out there like the wolfsbane? So thank you." Remus's tone was firm, he didn't want to hear an argument.
Draco smiled but didn't say anything to him. Narcissa was so proud of her son. She knew that in this lifetime Draco would do great things but to know that he was so special in his past lives filled her with warmth. Oh she loved him.
Lucius was frowning at Draco and staring at him uncomfortably. Draco noticed the look and he tilted his head to the side in confusion. "What?" He asked exasperated when his father just kept staring.
"Noah Ainsworth committed suicide." Lucius said with pain in his voice. What on earth would cause his son to commit suicide? Especially after succeeding in life with his potions.
Narcissa covered her mouth with her hands. The quartet looked at Draco with horrified eyes. Remus gasped. Severus frowned, he had forgotten that part in the excitement of the potions aspect of Noah Ainsworth.
Draco closed his eyes and nodded once as he felt the pain of losing Ethan all over again. Harry's lip trembled. "It's my fault." He said in despair. Everyone looked to him in confusion.
"Wait." Severus said slowly. "Noah was married wasn't he Lucius?" Severus wracked his brain trying to remember, it was on the tip of his tongue but he just couldn't think of it.
Lucius furrowed his brows trying to think back. Noah was the famous one so any information on spouses wouldn't have been a whole lot. "Yes but I can't think of who." He complained in frustration.
"My name was Ethan Ainsworth." Harry said quietly. "Draco and I were married." He said with a sad smile.
"That's it!" Lucius said with a snap to his fingers. His triumph faded when he remembered. "But Ethan Ainsworth was murdered." He said sharply looking at Harry in worry. Everyone let out gasps of surprise.
Harry looked into his lap. "Noah killed himself because he couldn't stand living without me. It's my fault." Harry's eyes filled with tears and they slowly rolled down his cheeks.
Draco squeezed Harry tightly to him and grasped his chin so that he could see Harry's face. Draco gently wiped away the tears. "Don't blame yourself angel." Harry trembled.
Narcissa looked at the duo sadly. Couldn't they have happiness? Why did their past lives have to have all of these issues? Her heart ached with the knowledge that her son killed himself. The mother in her was screaming out in pain. Then to think that someone would murder Harry was unthinkable. She didn't care what life it was, Harry would always be a gentle sweet soul. Anyone who could murder Harry was a monster.
"If you were murdered Harry then how is it your fault?" Fred asked gently. He knew that Harry tended to blame himself for things that were out of his control but this seemed like common sense to him. George reached over Pansy and smacked him when his words caused more tears to fall. Fred shifted guiltily. He thought it was a normal question. He hadn't meant to make Harry feel worse.
Harry sniffled trying to wipe his eyes. "Because Noah told me not go and I didn't listen. It's my fault." Harry turned and buried his face in Draco's neck. Draco rubbed soothing circles on Harry's back.
"Harry we talked about this last night. None of this is your fault. They would have come for you eventually. Saying no would only have delayed the inevitable. This isn't your fault." Draco told him as he began to thread his fingers through Harry's thick strands.
Draco waited patiently for the tears to fade, he thought that Harry would resume his previous position but it looked like Harry needed more comfort. That was alright. He loved holding him. Draco continued to run his hands up and down Harry's back and through his hair. Harry soaked up everything that Draco was willing to give. Draco was wonderful and Harry thanked the gods that he had been granted these lives with him.
When it seemed like the duo was going to stay quiet indefinitely Severus spoke up. "I think you should start at the beginning. Do you know who murdered you?" Remus arched a brow at the gentle way Severus spoke. Well that was new. He knew that he was sporting a soft spot for the surly man but when Severus did things like that it was hard not to.
Harry couldn't speak. He wasn't ready yet. He just wanted to stay in Draco's arms and not move. Draco kissed the top of Harry's head and looked at his godfather.
"Ethan was murdered by Nicolas Flamel." Draco said quietly as he held Harry tighter when Harry trembled.
Fred and George wheezed as if they inhaled wrong. Pansy and Blaise started hitting them on the back but their attention was on Harry. They were looking at him in concern. Lucius was pretty sure he had just been hit with a confundus charm. He had to have been. One of the darkest wizards ever to exist had killed Harry? Oh goodness. His mind felt like it had stopped for a moment and then tried to think in overdrive to make up for it. Narcissa just stared in horror.
Remus and Severus shared a startled glance. Remus only knew what they had told him about the Flamels. There wasn't much that he had known about them before they explained it all. He was horrified that Harry was murdered at all but to learn that it was by the Flamels somehow made it all worse. Severus wasn't sure what to think about this. Why would the Flamels have killed Harry? Did he interfere in their plans somehow? Or did they need him for something? Why would they have done that? What could they possibly gain from killing Harry?
Harry sighed and turned his head to where he could see everyone but keep his head on Draco's shoulder. "Nicolas Flamel offered me a lot of money to participate in an experiment of his. Noah told me not to go but I did anyways." Harry's voice was filled with pain.
"Why would you want to do anything with him? Wasn't he a dark wizard back then too?" Blaise asked curiously. Harry flinched and Blaise felt guilty. Pansy shot Blaise a look of contempt but didn't smack him... this time.
"We needed the money." Harry said quietly. He felt a flash of guilt from the bond and he snapped his head up to glare at Draco.
"Do not blame yourself. We went over this last night Draco. I would have taken up a million odd jobs if meant that your dreams could come true."
Draco sighed. "But you wouldn't have had to if I had an actual job. You sacrificed so much for me and what did I give you in return?" Harry cupped his cheek.
"You gave me your love. Which is the most precious thing that I could ever have asked for. Who cares if you didn't have an actual job? I knew that you would one day change the world, you were a brilliant potions maker. It would have been a crime for you to do anything but potions. I believed in you Draco and I was right. You did change the world with your potions so you hush it with the guilt." Harry demanded sternly before placing a gentle kiss on his lips.
Draco bit his lip and tried to let go of the guilt but the feeling of being inadequate was hard to get rid of. He felt like he hadn't contributed anything to the household. Not working killed him but his dreams had kept him going. Harry knew that Draco would probably always blame himself but he wished that he wouldn't. Harry really hadn't minded working so much, Draco's dreams meant the world to him and he would have done it all over again too.
"That is really sweet." Pansy said with a sniffle. She was blown away that Harry would do such a thing for Draco. They were just too perfect for words.
"Yes." Narcissa agreed with a small smile. Her heart ached at how wonderful these two were for one another. She couldn't even imagine having someone like that. It made her ache for her soulmate desperately.
Harry blushed a little but waved away their statements. He didn't consider it as something sweet. He just did what he knew he had to. Draco's dreams would always come first to him.
"I am stating the obvious here but I am assuming that it wasn't an experiment." Lucius said quietly.
Harry shook his head. "No. I was the last death that created the Sorcerer's Stone." The silence that that statement brought was uncomfortable. Neither Harry nor Draco liked it.
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Authors Notes:
Okay my lovelies. The burrow will get mentioned. No worries. I felt like this kind of took precedent on the scale of importance.
With all of the fresh memories inside of Harry's head, I can totally see why he would be a little tense with Lucius at first. But since it is a different life that fear isn't really an issue.
As far as a whole lot happening in this chapter, I still enjoyed it. I like moments where they can all just sit around and talk. The conversation isn't exactly a happy one but still.
So what are your thoughts?
-XxTheDarkLordxX