Darkness and Shadow

Chapter 27

Disclaimer: Harry & Co. belong to J.K. Rowling, blah, blah, blah, blah, etc, etc…

Love shine a light in every corner of the world
Let the love light carry, let the love light carry
Light up the magic for every boy and girl
Let our love shine a light in every corner of the world

Katrina and the Waves - Love Shine A Light

"Harry, oh god, Harry," Draco sobbed as he threw himself on the floor by the Gryffindor. There was blood everywhere. The blonde laid his head on Harry's chest checking for any sign of life. Blood covered his hair and coated his robes, but he didn't care. Then he felt the chest move slightly.

"Oh thank Merlin," he whispered. He would need to bring Harry back to Grimmauld place so someone could help him. Pulling the brunette up into his arms he and Harry dispersed, and then coalesced in front of the entrance to Grimmauld Place. Draco kicked the thick wooden doors repeatedly with one foot making enough noise to wake the house. Finally they swung inward, and he walked in holding Harry tightly against him.

Everyone was running downstairs dressed in their nightclothes. Hermione had to pull Ron back to stop him from hexing Draco on sight.

"Don't," she said. "You'd hurt Harry."

Dumbledore stepped forward, but Draco wasn't paying attention. Holding Harry close he begged, "Please, you have to help him. I'll do anything; explain whatever you want, just save him."

Hermione looked at him and nodded. The Headmaster gave him a knowing look and led him toward the closest bedroom, and Poppy came through the floo moments later. Lying Harry down on the bed, Draco let himself be led away somewhat reluctantly by Hermione, and Professor Lupin. His hands were still covered in Harry's blood.

"Please make sure he's ok," he begged Hermione.

She nodded, "We will."


"I guess I should start at the beginning," he said once everyone was sitting in the kitchen looking at him for an explanation. "Do you want me to take Veritaserum?"

At this, Ron and a few others nodded vigorously, but Dumbledore said, "Just tell us how this came to happen."

"Are you sure? I'd be happy to take it if it would make everyone more comfortable," he repeated, but the Headmaster just motioned for him to continue.

A few glares were shot in his direction, but Draco nodded, and began. "Well, about seven, maybe eight months ago Harry and I became friends. It started with him being his usual annoying Gryffindor self, but eventually he grew on me," Draco smiled at the memory. "After a while he and I became more than friends…" At this more than a few eyes around the table widened.

Ron slammed his fist down on the table and shouted, "How dare you say that? Harry would never…"

Hermione grabbed him and made him sit back down. "Ron, Harry did, and does, love Malfoy."

"Ron turned to her, "You knew! Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because we both knew you'd act like an immature idiot, and you're proving it to us right now."

Draco continued after the outburst. "We spent a lot of time together. I loved him, and he loved me. We still had arguments. Mostly about Voldemort. I felt obligated to carry out my family duty, and he thought I should refuse the mark and get protection. After one really bad fight he told me that if I got the mark then we were through. The next day I meant to tell him that I was going to stay and ask for protection, but my father showed up to retrieve me."

Draco picked up a glass of water, and took a gulp. "Not really having a choice, and thinking that it might be useful I let myself go through with it."

Hermione gasped. "No wonder he was so upset."

"Yeah," Draco agreed. "I had told him I was supposed to get it over Easter, so as soon as I returned he demanded I show him. The mark was there, but he wouldn't let me explain, and I have to say I was scared to tell him everything. I was able to save him when he was taken, but he was upset about the whole ordeal, and understandably so. He screamed at me to leave, and I did. I sent you letters regarding the meetings…"

Dumbledore nodded.

"Tonight he went outside. I've had...uh…friends looking out for him. I asked them to bring him to me. When he got to my house I tried to explain once more. I showed him that the mark was gone. I have certain talents, you see. He was convinced that I was still dark. I told him that I would bind myself to him, and picked up a dagger…"

Gasps were heard around the table.

"Do you know what you were doing?" asked Lupin angrily. "You can't break a blood bond. It's like a marriage."

"Didn't he understand you'd never be able to hurt him, and vice-versa?" asked Mrs. Weasley.

"I don't think he did, and I didn't get a chance to explain," said Draco. "Because of my talents, he would be able to draw power from me, along with having a longer life expectancy. He declined, but I insisted. It was all my fault. If I hadn't made him stay and listen this never would have happened…" Draco broke down and sobbed.

Hermione handed him a handkerchief and put one hand on his shoulder. "He'll pull through Draco."

Draco sniffed and continued with his story. "He walked up to me. I think he felt he had no choice. I was still holding the dagger, and he grabbed me and pulled me forward really fast. The dagger…Oh god…it went…it was pushed…" Draco started crying once more, unable to continue.

"Do you think he knew what he was doing?" asked Moody.

"It sounds like something that stupid boy would do. Typical Gryffindor," Snape sneered.

"Better a Gryffindor, than a slimy snake like you," Ron growled at Snape.

Hermione added, "While I don't like Snape's choice of words," Mione glared at him. "I have to say I'm pretty sure that Harry knew exactly what he was doing. If he thought Draco was on the dark side, he'd choose death rather than betray any of us."

"Because he's a decent, and honorable, unlike some people…" Ron said angrily.

Dumbledore raised his hand for silence. "You said you have some special talents, Mr. Malfoy," The Headmaster commented. "Could you explain exactly what you mean by that?"

"How did you remove the mark?" asked Moody. "No one can remove it. It can't be cut out or even concealed by a glamour."

Draco had brought his tears under control, and looked at Dumbledore. He pulled off his bloody robes. Underneath he was wearing a short sleeve shirt. Holding up both arms he showed them that there was no mark.

Everyone looked carefully, casting a few revealing spells to be sure, but there was nothing there.

Draco looked at them all. "I received the Inheritance of Erebus on my birthday."

Hermione gasped and stared. Dumbledore smiled in understanding.

That man knew way too much, thought Draco.

Everyone else looked at him in confusion.

"It means that he cannot be marked by any mortal magic. He has the power to call dark creatures, and move silently through the shadows." Dumbledore explained.

"Yes, well my teacher explained that I can create the Dark Mark when Voldemort casts the spell and use blood to bind the spell to his wand. This way I would be alerted whenever he calls his Death Eaters. I couldn't remove the mark, because I wouldn't be able to recreate the connection."

"So you can take off the mark, and put it back on at will?" asked Hermione.

"Well, yeah, but without the blood bind it's more like a tattoo. Watch," Draco drew the rune on his arm with a finger, and the dark mark appeared. Without the connection there was no pain, just like his practice sessions. Removing it, he made another, this time in the shape of a dragon. Smiling at Ron he took off the dragon, and produced one in the shape of a ferret.

This brought laughs from around the table. Shadows moved around the floor, table, and walls in happy swirls, and Draco felt a weight lift off his chest.

The others watched this in amazement, and Draco blushed. "Oh, sorry." He started to regain control.

"No, it's ok," said Mrs. Weasley. "I think we were all just a bit surprised."

Poppy came down at that moment and said, "He's going to be just fine. He'll be weak for a few days, but I gave him some blood replenishing potions, and there shouldn't be any problems."

"Could I speak with him Poppy?" asked the Headmaster.

"Yes, but keep it short. I'd like to give him a dreamless sleep potion so he can get some rest."

Harry watched the door to his room open, and saw Dumbledore come in. "Sir, what happened?"

"Well my boy, it seems you're a very lucky young man. You nearly died. Mr. Malfoy was very worried."

"I'm sure," Harry said sarcastically.

"Harry, I think there are a few things you need to understand. Now, do you understand what his inheritance means?"

After a slight pause Harry shook his head uncertainly in a negative motion.

Dumbledore went to explain everything, including why Draco had done what he had, up to his request for the bond. Harry wasn't clear what that covered either, so the older man went through everything in detail.

"I really owe him an apology," Harry said sadly, upset by how much he hadn't understood, and how much he had hurt Draco. "Can I talk with him?"

"Keep it short, or Madam Pomfrey will be upset. She wants you to rest, and you know how she can be."

Harry smiled. He was very familiar with the mediwitch's overprotective personality.

Draco walked in uncertainly a few moments later.

"Draco listen I'm…" Harry started.

"Harry I just want…" Draco said at the same time.

"Draco, let me say this first. I'm so sorry about everything. I should have believed you. I should have let you explain. I was so angry and felt so betrayed. I know that's not really an excuse, but I hope you'll forgive me."

"Harry you don't need to apologize. I should have explained everything right away. I should have gotten you away before anything happened that night. I should have let you leave this evening. I did so many things wrong. You almost died! I was so scared, Harry. You were bleeding all over me, and it wouldn't stop." Draco started crying again.

Harry wiped the tears off his lover's cheeks. "Dray, please don't cry. If I hadn't been so stubborn and stupid it never would've happened. I love you Smoke."

Draco smiled at hearing his alias from Harry's lips. "I love you too Flame."

"So what's this inheritance thing?"

Draco grinned, and turned off the lights in the room. Casting a Lumos with one hand, he made a bunny on the wall with the other.

Harry laughed, "So you're able to make shadow puppets on the wall now?"


Harry watched as Draco lowered his hand while the bunny kept going and hopped over to a field of cabbage. Shortly it was joined by another rabbit and they bounced back and forth together in the light of his Lumos spell.

Harry laughed when the bunnies began to do obscene things to each other. "You pervert is that all you think of?"

"They're rabbits. That's what they do," Draco said innocently.

Canceling his Lumos spell Draco brushed back the dark hair on Harry's forehead caressing his face. He whispered, "Harry, I'm the Prince of Shadows, and I can't exist without light."

Harry captured Draco's lips in a long sweet kiss. "You'll never be without me again love."


A/N: Well I'm finally done! I can definetly see how this story could stand to go back for editing. Some of you must be thinking "but what now?". This story wasn't meant to be a Harry and Draco defeat Voldie story. I just wanted to get them together and happy. Voldie can wait for another day. On the bright side, this always leaves room for a sequel )

Thanks for reading everyone!