Original poster: sakaim Title: Ambivalent Lucidity: Rewrite (20/24) Rating: R Author: </a></b></a>sakaim Pairing: Harry/Draco Summary:When Draco Malfoy's mental health mysteriously declines, he is placedunder the care of the only person he responds to: Harry Potter. Warnings:Violence, rape, character death, mental illnesses (DissociativeIdentity Disorder, Post-Traumatic Stress, Paranoid Schizophrenia),slash, Pre-HBP
Note: I posted both chapters 18 and 19 today, so please, please read the last chapter first if you haven't read this fic today! “FUCK!” Harry screeched, and he spun around, looking for someone,anyone that could do something. There was no one in the crowd of over athousand, and he gave a choked sob before he stood stock-still andclosed his eyes.
He began to concentrate. Malfoy Manor, MalfoyManor…Where else would Lucius have taken Draco?! He suddenly felt asickening feeling of having his insides squished uncomfortablytogether, and he yelled as the Platform disappeared around him. Amoment later, he tumbled onto the grass before a sweeping white mansionatop a green hill, and he could hear someone screaming.
“I’m coming…” he breathed, and he started off up the sweeping lawn towards the garden.
AsHarry ran, he could hear his heart pounding in his ears, and herealized with a sickening jolt that he hoped that Lucius would playcat-and-mouse with Draco for a while before killing him. Harry neededto find them, needed to be able to get to Draco and save him and takehim to the Burrow. “Fucking Ministry,” he hissed, and he heard a sharpyelp before there was an ominous silence from the direction whence itcame. Harry wanted to vomit.
He came upon the garden and foundit vastly overgrown, vines and trees and large bushes which werecharmed to bloom all year taking over and restricting his view. Hepushed through brambles, hearing a low rumble beyond that sounded likeLucius, and he pulled a rather sharp thorn out of his hand before heshoved through the very last of the sharp branches and stumbled into asnow-covered clearing.
In the center was a frozen pool, in themiddle of which stood a tall, proud statue of an angel with its wingsspread far. Her arms were thrown to the heavens, and bound to hertorso, completely unconscious with a trickle of blood dribbling fromhis lips, was Draco Malfoy. “Draco!” he gasped, and h hurried forward,not thinking as he stepped onto the frozen pool, and he slipped andfell immediately on his face.
There was a soft laughter behindhim, and he groaned, opening his eyes and catching a glimpse ofcompletely frozen koi in the water before he lifted himself and turnedto face Lucius Malfoy, who now assumed his normal appearance. “Goodevening, Lucius,” he spat, literally spitting drops of blood as hespoke. The ice had been cold and unforgiving in his fall. His greeneyes took in Lucius’s appearance, and the man appeared completelynormal to the untrained eye. Harry, however, saw the crazy glint in hiseye, the too-wide smile, and he lifted his wand to the father of hisbeloved. “Fancy meeting you here…”
“Amazing coincidence, isn’tit?” Lucius hissed, sounding for all the world like he was speakingParseltongue, but Harry knew better, and he took an instinctive stepbackward to shield Draco as his boyfriend’s father took a step towardhim. “Fancy that, you falling in love with my son…Any Seer would havebeen a fool to predict it…” He took another careful step forward,stepping onto the frozen surface of the pond. Harry was dismayed to seethat he did not stumble. “I, however, saw an opportunity…”
Harry’sinterest was piqued, but he did not say anything, for Draco moanedsoftly behind him, and Harry backed up into him, pressing the back ofhis head into Draco’s chest. “Leave him alone, Malfoy,” he growled,wand shaking in his hand, and he felt Draco’s hand move slightly in itsbinding to touch his hair. Lucius laughed coldly, and Harry scowled,but he never moved. For all he knew, that could be the last touch Dracowould ever give him. “Shut up your laughing…Leave us and you will beapprehended properly by the Ministry of Magic. Otherwise, I will beforced to incapacitate you…” It was the only warning Harry would give,but Lucius merely cackled at him. “I SAID SHUT UP!”
“No one canhear you screaming out here, Potter,” Lucius whispered, and he drewclose to the two boys. He could see that Harry was a cobra ready tostrike, so he did not draw close enough to invoke his spellcasting, andhe grinned madly at him. “You’re so incredibly easy, Potter…Did itnever occur to you that Draco would have never, ever come to you on hisown? Did it never occur to you that his personalities are just asmalleable as he is? You foolish boy…Surely you did not think that Dracoloved you? Honestly loved you?”
“What on earth are you talkingabout?!” Harry demanded, and he took a step away from Draco, whowhimpered at the loss. Harry wanted to reach back and touch him, but itwould have left him open to attack, and so he merely glared at Lucius,who was in full hysterics by this point.
“You did! Merlin, youACTUALLY thought he loved you! Did he suck your dick, Potter? He’sfantastic at it, isn’t he? He’s got such a beautiful, slutty littlemouth…Little whore…” Lucius beamed up at Draco, who let out a harsh soband struggled against his bindings.
“SHUT UP!” Harry roared,visions from their earlier sexual encounter flooding his mind. Herealized with a shock that Lucius was performing Leglimency on his, andhe tried to block him out, but Lucius was pulling those memories fromhis mind with the ease that Snape had, and he clutched his forehead.“STOP IT!”
Lucius gave a short laugh and reached down betweenhis legs, touching himself through his robes, and he grinned up atDraco. “My, my….My son does have a beautiful arse, doesn’t he, Potter?You wouldn’t believe how tight it is…He was like a virgin every time Itouched him…” Harry watched in horror as Lucius began to unbutton hisrobes, and he cast the Impedimenta jinx at him in a moment of wildjealousy.
No one should ever have touched Draco but him! He knewthat Draco had been raped, but he had never imagined Lucius to be soperverse about it. The very thought contradicted itself in Harry’s mindand he pushed it aside before he cast the curse again, as Lucius hadblocked it easily with the first casting. The second was knocked awayjust as easily. “Have some fucking pride, Malfoy!” Harry growled, andhe realized that he was panicking. It was as though all the jinxes hehad ever learned had flown out of his head, and he struggled coming upwith something to do to the man he considered, at that moment, moreloathsome that Voldemort himself.
“Pride?” Lucius asked, asthough the word confused him. “Of course I have pride, Potter…Look atthe heir I have produced! He is beautiful, a god, and with simple useof the Imperius curse—yours truly, thank you—he was so easily convincedto come after you. Imagine how he fought me in the beginning…’Father,no! That’s the most disgusting thing I’ve ever heard of! How can youdisgrace us like this?!’ Can you imagine him saying that to me Potter?Can you?”
The shock of this statement took a moment to beabsorbed, and he turned his head to look up at Draco. Tears werestreaming down the blonde’s face, and Harry felt fury bubble up insideof him. “You liar!” Harry growled, facing Lucius again. “Don’t fuckinglie to me, Lucius Malfoy! You have nothing to gain by it!”
Luciusgrinned wickedly and crossed his arms in front of his chest. “I’m notlying. Look at him; he knows it’s true. It hurts him to think ofi—Merlin, Draco, did you actually fall in love with Potter?!” His eyeshad widened almost comically, and Harry could see the whites all aroundthe grey irises. “I can’t believe it! You fucking did!”
The newsof Draco having fallen in love with Harry in return was apparentlytaken very hard. Lucius looked absolutely enraged now as he took afurious step forward, but Harry brandished his wand at him, daring totake another step closer. “Don’t you fucking dare!” Harry hissed,unsure whether he had spoken in English or in Parseltongue, butwhatever language it was spoken in, it was not lost on Lucius. Hestopped dead in his tracks, but he was shaking.
“You littlewhore!” he howled, and he ripped his robes open to reveal his paleflesh to the cold winter air. Harry could see great cuts across hischest, fresh and bleeding, and he realized with a sick jolt that theman had carved his own son’s name harshly into the canvas of his flesh.“I gave you everything! I gave you life, I raised you, I….How could youbetray me like this?!” He was screaming full-force now, and Harry couldhear Draco sobbing like a child behind him. “HOW COULD YOU HAVE DONETHIS TO ME?!”
“HE HASN’T DONE SHIT TO YOU, YOU SICK FUCK!” Harrybellowed in return, and he backed right into Draco again. The boy’shands moved desperately into Harry’s hair, and Harry could feel tears,cold as ice after their travel through the air, dripping into his hair.“Draco,” he whispered, and the hands on his head tightened. “Draco, beprepared to run. If I suddenly release you, be prepared to get the fuckout of here. Leave me…”
“No!” Draco choked, and he shook his head, though Harry did not see it. “I won’t leave you!”
“Youwill if I say you will, damn it!” Harry hissed, and he looked up intothe other boy’s eyes briefly, seeing them filled with tears. He wantedto kiss him; he was tied to the front of the statue, and the wingsspread out on either side of him. Draco looked as though he had assumedthe substance of the statue, an angel frozen in time, and Harry did thehardest thing he had ever done—he stepped away from him.
Luciussnorted. “He’s no better for you, Draco…Look at him, leaving youexposed like that…” He seemed unfazed by Harry advancing on him, furyetched in every line of his face, and when Harry was suddenly feet fromhim, bristling, Lucius reached out to him with a nasty sneer. “PerhapsI should discover for myself what makes Potter so enticing…”
“DON’T YOU TOUCH HIM, HARRY!” Draco sobbed, watching as Harry continued to grow closer to his father. “DON’T!”
Tonks,Lupin, Moody, and Shacklebolt Apparated onto the front lawn of MalfoyManor, and immediately heard the screaming occurring in the garden. “Wecan’t be too late?!” Tonks breathed, but the screaming did not seem asthough it was brought on by pain. “Hurry…”
The four beganrunning up the expanse of lawn, listening to the exchange betweenLucius and Harry with dread. Then Draco’s voice was heard in the mix,and there was visible relief amongst the guard, but they did not stoprunning. They fought their ways through the garden, blasting the thornybushes aside and creating a path to the clearing in the center of thegarden, where they found Harry coming very close, dangerously close, toLucius Malfoy while Draco hung upon the statue of an angel.
“Harry,what are you doing?!” Tonks yelled as Harry came within five feet ofLucius Malfoy, and Harry gave a start, looking over to her. He lookedfor a moment as though he could cry, but he turned steadfastly back toface Lucius, and, to the shock of every single person standing in thegarden, Harry bowed to Lucius Malfoy.
“He’s going to duel him!”Kingsley whispered, and he watched as Lucius, obvious baffled, bowedback. “Is he mad?! God, someone get the boy off that fucking statue!”
Harryturned and took several paces from Lucius before he turned again, wandheld aloft. For the first time, Lucius drew his own wand, which lookedbrand new. Harry assumed he had had to buy a new one after escapingprison, as his original would have been broken. The two men stared atone another for a moment before Harry gave a nod. “Prepare to die,Lucius Malfoy.”