The Reconstruction of Draco Malfoy (Chapter 2)PG:15 Angst, Dark Themes, Mature Themes
Harry paced the living room his arms crossed over his chest his movements were methodical 20 steps forward stop at the display cabinet Draco has insisted they get, turn on his heel 20 steps forward to the enchanted bookcase which could hold innumerable books Hermione had given them a set of on their wedding day one for the living room and one for Draco's potions lab in the basement. Turn on his heel and repeat the process as he had been doing for the last 4 hours he had been awake, as he paced he looked at the fireplace across the room looking at the wrought iron grate willing it to flair to life willing someone to come though or look in or...anything any news. For the last 4 hours he had waited, paced and waited but still no news had come besides the owl that had woken him form the light doze 4 hours before stating that Draco was stable and resting. Harry was half way though his 433rd drill step when a knock on the door stopped him turning he looked toward the front hall as the knock repeated, his lips twitching and hoping its was some foolish salesman or insane reporter so he could let of some steam he marched to the door his shoes clicking on the hardwood floor. Not even bothering to look out the door Harry pulled it open with his left hand keeping his right hand ready to use the quick release holder on his arm if it came to it. Ready to yell at who ever was bothering him knowing his friends would use the fire he was however stunned into silence by the sight of the other side of the charmed and reinforced mahogany, for a moment Harry merely blinked before he let his wand drop into his waiting hand not caring how hostile it looked as he stared at the woman in front of him.
Narssica Malfoy looked at Harry standing at his front door silently she looked older then when he last remembered seeing her almost tired thought that had been three years before, though that didn't cause Harry to let down his guard any. She had disappeared before Draco had been taken, they had tired to track her down with little success. He watched her standing there hands folded in front of her silent for a time, when she spoke her voice was hushed but held no quaver. "My son is he...sane?" The pause was gentle even hesitant but it filled Harry with rage he looked at the woman his face flush with his anger, his hand shaking on his wand but with the self mastered control he had gained over the years he managed not to point it at her.
"Sane?...sane?" Harry's voice held his barely contained rage as he stared at the woman before him "how sane do you think he is! How sane would you be!" he was seething venting his rage at her as he couldn't vent it at the true source. “What right do you even have to ask that after what you have done!" Harry spat the words with venom glaring into the woman’s pale blue eyes, who to her credit neither flinched or wilted in the path of that rage. Narcissa remained standing as she was though Harry's words waiting an extra minute to politely ensure he was finished before she spoke, " you can hate me you have that right you can hex me, imprison me , kill me but please answer me first" that said she calmly waited the brunette's judgments. Harry watched the woman her calm acceptance of any possible fate confusing him he expected demands subtle manipulations even an attack, rather she waited her face calm but resolute. Tiredness stole over him and he sighed softly "Why do you even care Ms. Malfoy, you didn’t care when he married you didn't care when he vanished, why so suddenly now? " his wand however remained alert despite the weariness in his voice. Narcissa looked at the young man assessingly she could tell from his posture that Draco's condition was not hopeful, she considered carefully before she spoke. "We all have our crosses to bare our titles yours is savior, mine wife there are things we are bound to do ... a special kind of magic, as often we can't escape our destinies." Narcissa spoke softly calmly looking Harry in the face despite knowing the damage he could do to her, after all who would believe that she didn't have her wand out curse on her lips? Harry watched her carefully knowing it might be pointless but wanting to know to see and perhaps understand, "he's in St.Mungo's and he's alive no thanks to your husband and his flunkies, If you knew were he was ... " Harry trailed off watching her face carefully as he continued with his news. "From what we can tell from the cell he was in he's been tortured, he has memory loss we don't know how severe he, was malnourished and dehydrated by the time we took him out of the death trap he was in. " Harry wasn't sure what he had expected of her indifference, perhaps denial or anger what he hadn't expected was to watch her face fall and her head bow the colour drained from her face leaving her slightly grey. Narcissa swallowed trying to hold back tears long enough to speak, " I know you have no reason to believe me Mr. Potter , but I didn't know " Narcissa swallowed slightly. " My husband told me he would separate you two, he said that Draco would be better with out you ... said that he wouldn't harm him, I’m not naive Mr. Potter I know my husband is not a pleasant man but I never imagined he'd harm Draco... not even with what had happened." She sighed and swallowed trying to regain her lost composure her hands clenched at her sides, after a moment she looked at him again speaking once more. "I allowed my self to be sequestered away because of this but as I said I am a wife of a death eater and I listen, my keeper grew lax and started to speak when I found out well ... I am here despite knowing what might happen to me Mr. Potter for the reason that I want ... I need to know if my son is well ... see him if I can" She fell silent again " After that i will go to Azkaban without hesitation" her blue eyes met his and stared unflinchingly into emerald green.
Harry watched her in silence a moment measuring her, measuring himself before another sigh stole from him and he motioned Narcissa in at wand point, once she was in he cast a few spells checking for magic. “Your wand” he murmured holding his left hand out wand still out and pointed at her in his right, “the pendant and what ever is in your right pocket as well." Narcissa handed over her wand without hesitation and pulled slowly form her pocket a pair of magical glasses handing them over as well, Harry put both items on the hall table behind him never taking his eyes off her. Narcissa reached up to her neck hesitating a moment before she unclasped the necklace with the dragon pendant and held it out to Harry, he took the pendent and barely repressed a gasp as the woman's face flickered not reviling another person but rather a disfiguring scar. He eyed the pendant a moment with one eye still wary, then glanced back at her, the left side of her face held scar tissue burns by the look her left eye was glassy and whitened and Harry realized blind. The compassionate hero in him wanted to give her the pendant back to apologize, rather he set it down behind him with the rest and gestured with his free hand to the living room he had been pacing in moments before to one of the chairs not wanting her to go near Draco's divan feeling oddly possessive of it and the memories it held. Narcissa moved to the chair indicated and sat folding her hands in her lap and watching Harry as he sat across from her silent for a moment before summoning a tea service. “Tea?” He enquired politely but never took his eyes off her clearly not trusting her despite having disarmed her, she inclined her head smiling at the gesture showing his distrust but willingness to think and listen. " Yes please two sugar and a lemon wedge please" Narcissia kept her hands folded in her lap as Harry put out tea into a cup with two sugar and a slice of lemon on the side of the saucer, then he made up tea himself black with cream she observed. They sat a moment Harry still holding his wand with his right hand as he sipped the tea with his left, displaying his adeptness with both limbs. After a time Harry set his tea cup down on the table half drunk while Narcissia held her's in her lap, Harry spoke then watching her not only for compliance but reaction. "I'll take you to him to St. Mungo's but I can't promise how he will react and if you hurt him I swear, I will kill you " Harry watched her a moment then continued "I'll binding your magic and you will not be left alone with him afterward an Auror will escort you to a secure location." After he finished he settled back waiting for her reaction, Narcissia nodded and Harry saw her fingers flutter to her face then neck before settling back in her lap. "Id ask for my pendant back Mr. Potter you can do any tests you wish but I do not want my son to see me this way especially if he doesn’t remember this, I imagine you will be contacting the other auror's now, and I am willing to wait for my pendant to be examined but it is my only condition for compliance after ward you can remove it again if you wish.” She didn't plead or beg, she didn't demand merely request which in fact convinced Harry to look into it. “We will see” Harry responded before he moved over to the fireplace to summon Bill into his home.
While Harry was talking with Narcissia and brining Bill into things, Draco was working with the medi-witch at St. Mungo's. The witch's name was Karen Holly, Draco watched as Ms. Holly laid out items on a tray he then memorized them and she took the tray away then asked him what was on it. Draco went though this exercise and several like it though he didn't know if it would help he still couldn't remember even his own name though they told him it was Draco and he believed what they told him but he didn't have any memory of this 'Draco' person. After Ms. Holly left Draco lifted the small hand mirror he had requested and looked at his face frowning at the stranger staring back he knew he had a life before the box he knew but the memories were not there for him to find. To weak still to stand he couldn’t look at himself more carefully but somehow he knew it would still be this strangers, he sighed a little and set the mirror down wishing he knew who he was who he had been. Draco ran his hands over then skin on his body pulling back the sheets and striping of the sleep wear he had been dressed in when he had arrived, he ran his hands over the bare skin his body was thin and the burns cuts and bruises were healing with magic but the body was not one he knew. Draco had tried everything he could while laying in the bed to trigger a memory from hurting himself (which the medi-witch had gotten annoyed with) to jerking off and everything in between. He could remember magic how to do magic spells, potions, he could even remember events with more or less calairity but he couldn’t remember anything about him. He had asked after his parents and the Ms Holly had changed the subject and wouldn't meet Draco's eyes for a time that told him either his family was dead, didn't want him, or had been the ones to hurt him for now he chose to believe them dead it was the least painful option. He stared at the ceiling for a time and found himself thinking about the green eyed man that he had first seen when emerging from that place, and as he thought Draco found himself smiling he hoped the man would visit today he was happier when he thought about him somehow.
Bill and Harry stood in the latter’s kitchen talking as they had been for the last hour the red head was eyeing Harry wearily frowning slightly when one of their co-workers Auror Jameson was watching over the now magically bound lady Malfoy. " Look " Bill began " I know you can handle her, I know you are thinking things out, I know you have your reasons but if I'm going to let a criminal and a possible killer into that place Harry I need to Know your reasons. " The red head watched Harry as he stood there arms at his sides he wasn’t angry though he looked tired "It's not that I feel sorry for her I'm not even sure I believe her even if I did ... I'm not sure I would feel sorry for her, but she is Draco's mother and if nothing else it will tell us something about how deep the brain washing is. After all Draco might love me ... might have loved me but he still loved her even after she rejected us I found him crying some nights Bill about her that’s a pretty strong memory." Harry swallowed running a hand through his hair " Maybe it can help shake some of it off if she sees him maybe not but I need to try, I need him Bill these last two years ... If she can help him at all I need to try" Harry felt foolish selfish but it didn’t change his feelings or needs. Bill eyed Harry Potter hero of the wizarding world, damn good Auror, and good friend and sighed "yeah mate I know come on lets get this over with yeah?" Harry nodded face grim but determined as he headed back into the living room where Auror Jameson was waiting. Narcissa was seated calmly looking more relaxed then the witch who had her wand out and pointed despite lack of a threatening movements from their guest. Harry could understand it his own reaction not so different a few hours before. Harry moved to the woman his own wand hidden away again but could easily be dropped into his waiting hand, " Alright Ms. Malfoy, Auror Weasley will be taking you side along, I'm, going ahead and Auror Jameson will wait behind" he didn't say it for the unspoken 'so don't try anything' was heavy in the air as Harry move apperating to St. Mungo's with a crack.
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Narssica Malfoy looked at Harry standing at his front door silently she looked older then when he last remembered seeing her almost tired thought that had been three years before, though that didn't cause Harry to let down his guard any. She had disappeared before Draco had been taken, they had tired to track her down with little success. He watched her standing there hands folded in front of her silent for a time, when she spoke her voice was hushed but held no quaver. "My son is he...sane?" The pause was gentle even hesitant but it filled Harry with rage he looked at the woman his face flush with his anger, his hand shaking on his wand but with the self mastered control he had gained over the years he managed not to point it at her.
"Sane?...sane?" Harry's voice held his barely contained rage as he stared at the woman before him "how sane do you think he is! How sane would you be!" he was seething venting his rage at her as he couldn't vent it at the true source. “What right do you even have to ask that after what you have done!" Harry spat the words with venom glaring into the woman’s pale blue eyes, who to her credit neither flinched or wilted in the path of that rage. Narcissa remained standing as she was though Harry's words waiting an extra minute to politely ensure he was finished before she spoke, " you can hate me you have that right you can hex me, imprison me , kill me but please answer me first" that said she calmly waited the brunette's judgments. Harry watched the woman her calm acceptance of any possible fate confusing him he expected demands subtle manipulations even an attack, rather she waited her face calm but resolute. Tiredness stole over him and he sighed softly "Why do you even care Ms. Malfoy, you didn’t care when he married you didn't care when he vanished, why so suddenly now? " his wand however remained alert despite the weariness in his voice. Narcissa looked at the young man assessingly she could tell from his posture that Draco's condition was not hopeful, she considered carefully before she spoke. "We all have our crosses to bare our titles yours is savior, mine wife there are things we are bound to do ... a special kind of magic, as often we can't escape our destinies." Narcissa spoke softly calmly looking Harry in the face despite knowing the damage he could do to her, after all who would believe that she didn't have her wand out curse on her lips? Harry watched her carefully knowing it might be pointless but wanting to know to see and perhaps understand, "he's in St.Mungo's and he's alive no thanks to your husband and his flunkies, If you knew were he was ... " Harry trailed off watching her face carefully as he continued with his news. "From what we can tell from the cell he was in he's been tortured, he has memory loss we don't know how severe he, was malnourished and dehydrated by the time we took him out of the death trap he was in. " Harry wasn't sure what he had expected of her indifference, perhaps denial or anger what he hadn't expected was to watch her face fall and her head bow the colour drained from her face leaving her slightly grey. Narcissa swallowed trying to hold back tears long enough to speak, " I know you have no reason to believe me Mr. Potter , but I didn't know " Narcissa swallowed slightly. " My husband told me he would separate you two, he said that Draco would be better with out you ... said that he wouldn't harm him, I’m not naive Mr. Potter I know my husband is not a pleasant man but I never imagined he'd harm Draco... not even with what had happened." She sighed and swallowed trying to regain her lost composure her hands clenched at her sides, after a moment she looked at him again speaking once more. "I allowed my self to be sequestered away because of this but as I said I am a wife of a death eater and I listen, my keeper grew lax and started to speak when I found out well ... I am here despite knowing what might happen to me Mr. Potter for the reason that I want ... I need to know if my son is well ... see him if I can" She fell silent again " After that i will go to Azkaban without hesitation" her blue eyes met his and stared unflinchingly into emerald green.
Harry watched her in silence a moment measuring her, measuring himself before another sigh stole from him and he motioned Narcissa in at wand point, once she was in he cast a few spells checking for magic. “Your wand” he murmured holding his left hand out wand still out and pointed at her in his right, “the pendant and what ever is in your right pocket as well." Narcissa handed over her wand without hesitation and pulled slowly form her pocket a pair of magical glasses handing them over as well, Harry put both items on the hall table behind him never taking his eyes off her. Narcissa reached up to her neck hesitating a moment before she unclasped the necklace with the dragon pendant and held it out to Harry, he took the pendent and barely repressed a gasp as the woman's face flickered not reviling another person but rather a disfiguring scar. He eyed the pendant a moment with one eye still wary, then glanced back at her, the left side of her face held scar tissue burns by the look her left eye was glassy and whitened and Harry realized blind. The compassionate hero in him wanted to give her the pendant back to apologize, rather he set it down behind him with the rest and gestured with his free hand to the living room he had been pacing in moments before to one of the chairs not wanting her to go near Draco's divan feeling oddly possessive of it and the memories it held. Narcissa moved to the chair indicated and sat folding her hands in her lap and watching Harry as he sat across from her silent for a moment before summoning a tea service. “Tea?” He enquired politely but never took his eyes off her clearly not trusting her despite having disarmed her, she inclined her head smiling at the gesture showing his distrust but willingness to think and listen. " Yes please two sugar and a lemon wedge please" Narcissia kept her hands folded in her lap as Harry put out tea into a cup with two sugar and a slice of lemon on the side of the saucer, then he made up tea himself black with cream she observed. They sat a moment Harry still holding his wand with his right hand as he sipped the tea with his left, displaying his adeptness with both limbs. After a time Harry set his tea cup down on the table half drunk while Narcissia held her's in her lap, Harry spoke then watching her not only for compliance but reaction. "I'll take you to him to St. Mungo's but I can't promise how he will react and if you hurt him I swear, I will kill you " Harry watched her a moment then continued "I'll binding your magic and you will not be left alone with him afterward an Auror will escort you to a secure location." After he finished he settled back waiting for her reaction, Narcissia nodded and Harry saw her fingers flutter to her face then neck before settling back in her lap. "Id ask for my pendant back Mr. Potter you can do any tests you wish but I do not want my son to see me this way especially if he doesn’t remember this, I imagine you will be contacting the other auror's now, and I am willing to wait for my pendant to be examined but it is my only condition for compliance after ward you can remove it again if you wish.” She didn't plead or beg, she didn't demand merely request which in fact convinced Harry to look into it. “We will see” Harry responded before he moved over to the fireplace to summon Bill into his home.
While Harry was talking with Narcissia and brining Bill into things, Draco was working with the medi-witch at St. Mungo's. The witch's name was Karen Holly, Draco watched as Ms. Holly laid out items on a tray he then memorized them and she took the tray away then asked him what was on it. Draco went though this exercise and several like it though he didn't know if it would help he still couldn't remember even his own name though they told him it was Draco and he believed what they told him but he didn't have any memory of this 'Draco' person. After Ms. Holly left Draco lifted the small hand mirror he had requested and looked at his face frowning at the stranger staring back he knew he had a life before the box he knew but the memories were not there for him to find. To weak still to stand he couldn’t look at himself more carefully but somehow he knew it would still be this strangers, he sighed a little and set the mirror down wishing he knew who he was who he had been. Draco ran his hands over then skin on his body pulling back the sheets and striping of the sleep wear he had been dressed in when he had arrived, he ran his hands over the bare skin his body was thin and the burns cuts and bruises were healing with magic but the body was not one he knew. Draco had tried everything he could while laying in the bed to trigger a memory from hurting himself (which the medi-witch had gotten annoyed with) to jerking off and everything in between. He could remember magic how to do magic spells, potions, he could even remember events with more or less calairity but he couldn’t remember anything about him. He had asked after his parents and the Ms Holly had changed the subject and wouldn't meet Draco's eyes for a time that told him either his family was dead, didn't want him, or had been the ones to hurt him for now he chose to believe them dead it was the least painful option. He stared at the ceiling for a time and found himself thinking about the green eyed man that he had first seen when emerging from that place, and as he thought Draco found himself smiling he hoped the man would visit today he was happier when he thought about him somehow.
Bill and Harry stood in the latter’s kitchen talking as they had been for the last hour the red head was eyeing Harry wearily frowning slightly when one of their co-workers Auror Jameson was watching over the now magically bound lady Malfoy. " Look " Bill began " I know you can handle her, I know you are thinking things out, I know you have your reasons but if I'm going to let a criminal and a possible killer into that place Harry I need to Know your reasons. " The red head watched Harry as he stood there arms at his sides he wasn’t angry though he looked tired "It's not that I feel sorry for her I'm not even sure I believe her even if I did ... I'm not sure I would feel sorry for her, but she is Draco's mother and if nothing else it will tell us something about how deep the brain washing is. After all Draco might love me ... might have loved me but he still loved her even after she rejected us I found him crying some nights Bill about her that’s a pretty strong memory." Harry swallowed running a hand through his hair " Maybe it can help shake some of it off if she sees him maybe not but I need to try, I need him Bill these last two years ... If she can help him at all I need to try" Harry felt foolish selfish but it didn’t change his feelings or needs. Bill eyed Harry Potter hero of the wizarding world, damn good Auror, and good friend and sighed "yeah mate I know come on lets get this over with yeah?" Harry nodded face grim but determined as he headed back into the living room where Auror Jameson was waiting. Narcissa was seated calmly looking more relaxed then the witch who had her wand out and pointed despite lack of a threatening movements from their guest. Harry could understand it his own reaction not so different a few hours before. Harry moved to the woman his own wand hidden away again but could easily be dropped into his waiting hand, " Alright Ms. Malfoy, Auror Weasley will be taking you side along, I'm, going ahead and Auror Jameson will wait behind" he didn't say it for the unspoken 'so don't try anything' was heavy in the air as Harry move apperating to St. Mungo's with a crack.
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