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*Update* Star-Crossed Chapter 19 
4th-Nov-2008 12:47 am

Title: Star-Crossed
Chapter: 19/20
Author: Lady B
Pairing(s): Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, Severus Snape/Remus Lupin, other pairings to follow
Genre: AU Fantasy
Rating: this chapter – NC17
Warnings: M/M relationship, character death, OOC, descriptive sexual acts between persons of the same sex
Summary: Summary is long, see full story notes for details.
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters and plots from the Harry Potterverse belong to JK Rowling and various publishing companies and movie studios. I am not making any money from this. I am simply doing this for the fun of it. Any plot devices and original characters belong to me alone and are simply a figment of my imagination.
Author's Note for this chapter: Almost there...but there's one little detail that needs taking care of.

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Chapter 19


Draco awoke with a start, his heart beating hard in his chest. A hand landed on his shoulder, and he whirled around. Lucius stared at him.

"Breathe Draco." Lucius stated, rubbing circles in his son's back. It took some moments for him to calm down and breathe properly. When he did, he looked at his father with tears in his eyes.

"He's dead, Dad. He's dead." Draco covered his face and wept.

"No, Draco. He's not. Severus saved him. But it was a close thing." Draco looked up, his eyes red from crying, but wide in shock.

"He lives?" Lucius nodded. "I want to see him!"

"Draco. They won't let anyone near him at the moment. Safety reasons."

"As his intended, I demand to see him!"


"Help me, father, or move out of my way!" Draco scowled in determination. Lucius recognized Narcissa in Draco's demeanor and nodded.

- - -

As they made their way to where Harry was sequestered, Draco had time to think things over.



"Did you know?" Lucius was silent for so long, Draco thought he hadn't heard him.

Finally, Lucius sighed, "Yes. I did." Draco only nodded.

"Why didn't he tell me?"

"I do not know the young man well, but I know of his character. He's like you in some ways."

"How so?"

"Untrusting until you get to know a person, guarding your heart close to your chest. Afraid to love and be loved."

"I'm not afraid!" Draco scoffed.

"Draco, be honest with me. If you had known Harry was the Prince since the first day you met, what would you have done?"

"I would have done all I could to impress him!"

"And that's why he – why we - didn't tell you! He wanted you to like him for himself, as Harry. Not the Prince of Gryffindor. Not with all the finery and fripperies attached. But as a person in his own right. Can you honestly say that now? Do you love him for himself? Or do you love him as the Prince?" Lucius stopped walking and stared at his son.

Draco didn't even have to think about it.

"I love Harry, Father. I don't care if he's the Prince of Gryffindor or a the son of a poor blacksmith. I love him with all my heart and if I lose him now, I don't think I'd survive."

The smile his father bestowed upon him could have out shined the moon. He placed his hands on his son's shoulders, eyes shining with pride.

"That is what I needed to hear. Thank you, my son."

"Thank you, daddy." Draco whispered, as he was pulled into his father's arms for a comforting hug.

A throat clearing gained their attention and they separated to see James standing in the hall, a smirk on his face.

"If the father-son love fest is over..."

"Don't finish that sentence, cousin." Lucius scowled. James threw up his hands in surrender.

"I was just going to say that Harry's awake and asking to see you, Draco." Draco stepped out of his father's arms and nodded. James turned back the way he had come, leading the way.

- - -

Harry hated being confined to quarters. But he hated being confined to his bed in his quarters for the remainder of the week even more than that. Since Severus had designated himself as Harry's physician, that is exactly what he'd done. Harry hated it with everything he was.

"Don't look at me like that. It's for your own good." Severus told him as he was checking his pulse.

"Shut it, Uncle." Harry growled.

"Well if you hadn't expended so much psychic energy, you wouldn't be in this predicament, now would you?"

"If I hadn't had to protect Draco from Voldemort, none of us would be in this predicament, now would we?" Harry snapped back.

"Well...he's gone now. You made sure of that." Severus replied, his voice soft.

"What happened? Things are kind of fuzzy after I was hit with that dart."

"You hit Voldemort with a blast of psychic energy as you fell. Blasted him into burnt toast."

"The ashes?"

"Dumbledore had a team of Unspeakables dispatch them somewhere no one could get to. It will be a very long time before another Voldemort tries to take over the world. We're finally free, Harry." And then Severus smiled. It was the first time Harry could ever remember Severus freely offering a smile. It was infectious and Harry found himself smiling in return.

There was a knock on the door, interrupting their moment. Harry made to leave his bed but Severus glared at him.

"Don't even think about moving from that bed if you know what's good for you." his uncle growled as he left the room. Harry crossed his arms and huffed.

- - -

Severus opened the outer door to see James, Lucius and Draco on the threshold.

"I just got him settled. You will not be disturbing him any time tonight." Severus scowled. Draco was tenacious.

"He asked to see me and I'm not leaving until I do." Draco's scowl was fearsome in itself. Not even Narcissa had one as fierce. Lucius was proud. Severus seemed to recognize that fact and stepped aside.

"You have an hour, after he must get his rest."

"Thank you." Draco sighed with relief and stepped into the room. Severus nodded and left, closing the door behind him. Taking a deep breath, Draco made his way to Harry's bedside.

Harry was laying on his side, facing the open window when he heard someone step closer to the bed.

"Leave me be, Severus. You've confined me to the bed, so there isn't much else you can do to me."

"Well, confining you to your bed seems like a novel approach. I may have to use that sometime." came a voice he was not expecting to hear. He sat up quickly, fighting back the nausea and dizziness his actions caused. Draco saw him pale and quickly moved to steady him.

"What are you doing here?" Harry asked.

"Your father said you wanted to see me."

"That sneaky sonofa-"

"Harry!" Draco choked, amused. Harry blushed.

"Well he is."

"All the same, did you not want to see me?"

"I thought you wouldn't want to be anywhere near me after lying to you for so long."

"I'll admit, I was angry at first. But my father made me realize why you did it. I would have been impressed if I had known from the start and done my duty in marrying you."

"And now?"

"Now...I could care less who you are. I love you, Harry. Just you. And I still want to become your husband." Draco smiled, touching Harry's cheek. Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"There's something else you should know about me."

"You're a Sorcerer." Draco stated. Harry's eyes widened in shock.

"How did you-"

"I saw what you did to Voldemort, remember?"

"Oh." Harry looked down at his hands. Draco forced him to look back up.

"But it still doesn't change the way I feel about you, Harry." And with that, Draco leaned in and kissed him. Harry melted into the kiss, giving up the control for once as Draco moved on top of him. Harry wrapped his arms around his back, pulling him closer. Neither man noticed the bedroom door opening, nor did they respond to the loud gasp that echoed around the room. They broke apart when they heard a body hit the floor. Glancing over the side of the bed, Harry began to chuckle when he was the unconscious form of his Godfather.

"I think we shocked him." Draco smirked, looking at his mother's relative.

"Think we can shock him some more?" Harry wondered, running his hands over Draco's leather-clad bottom. Draco looked down at his lover and grinned. He sat up on his knees and removed his top.

"I think we can do that and a whole lot more." Draco whispered. He dived back in for a searing kiss.

- - -

Sirius was embarrassed beyond belief when he awoke to Harry's passionate cries as Draco pumped into him from behind. He scrambled out of the room covering his ears to block out the sounds, but wishing he could erase the images from his mind. As much as he wanted to leave, he had been summoned by Harry and forced himself to wait. Even the thickness of the bedroom door couldn't block out the sounds and he wanted to run screaming from the room.

It was more than three hours later when the door opened and Harry stepped into the room, freshly showered. Sirius silently thanked him for that.

"You asked for me, My Lord?" Sirius asked.

"Why the formalities? You've known me my whole life, Sirius."

"I wasn't sure what my summons warranted."

"You know exactly why I called on you, Sirius." Harry scowled.

"Actually...I don't."

"Remus told me what you did to him and Severus." Harry stated in a quiet voice.

The silence in the room after that announcement was stifling.

"Oh." Sirius muttered.

"That's all you have to say?"

"What would you like me to say?"

"That you're sorry! How's that for a start?"

"That's the thing, Harry. I'm not sorry. Severus deserved that and so much more."

"Why? What possible reason could you have for such an act? I'd really like to know!"

"Because he took Remus from me!" Sirius's shout could have cracked glass. Harry sat in stunned surprise.

"Sirius. Remus was never yours in the first place. You have to know that." Harry responded in a gentle tone.

"He's always been mine! Snape has no right to him!"

"Do you hear yourself? Remus is not now nor has he ever been yours!"

"Don't tell me that! It isn't true! Why would Remus allow that greasy bastard near him?" Sirius wondered.

"Because they are mates, Sirius!" Harry shouted back, finally frustrated with him. Sirius stared at him shock.

"No!" Sirius whispered.

"Yes, Siri."

"It's not true. I made sure of that. It's not-"

"What do you mean by that?" Harry demanded. Sirius grew sullen. "Answer me, damn you!" Harry pushed a little of his power at Sirius and the man had no choice but to answer.

"I sent Snape a letter in Remus's handwriting requesting that Snape meet Remus in his room on the night of the full moon. I had known about Remus's affliction for some time and hope to use it to my advantage. Only Remus didn't do as I thought he would, and Snape got away. Remus should be with me!"

Harry stared at his Godfather like he'd never seen the man before.

"I'm so sorry, Siri." Harry whispered. Sirius looked up at him.

"For what, Harry?"

At that moment, James, Lily, Remus, Severus and the Palace Elite Guards stepped into the room. Ron stepped forward.

"Sirius Black. You are hereby under arrest for the attempted murder of Severus Snape and the direct violation of the Bond of Soul Mates. Please do not make this any harder than it already is and come with us."

Sirius looked at his only godson, eyes begging for understanding.

"I'm sorry, Sirius." Harry repeated, his head bowed. He felt a hand on the back of his neck and turned in Draco's arms.

"I never meant to disappoint you, Harry." Sirius whispered.

"But you have." Harry replied without looking at him. Sirius bowed his head and moved toward the guards in resignation. Remus stopped before him and Sirius found himself trapped by his gaze.

"For as long as I live...I will never forgive you, Sirius. You are forever dead to me." Remus hissed, stepping back when Severus griped his elbow. Tears gathered in Sirius eyes as he took in the disappointed gazes of his closest friends, James and Lily. James shook his head. Lily walked up to him and slapped him hard before leaving the room. Sirius took a deep breath and allowed himself to be lead from the room, never to be heard from again.


Author's note: I do apologize for what happened to Sirius. He was a loose end I needed to tie up before finishing this story.

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