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The Lord Appellant 8/37
Title: The Lord Appellant 8/37
Chapter: Harry’s side
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
herumtreiber
Genre: Slash, romance, adventure, dark!fic
Pairing: Draco/Blaise, one sided Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17 for violence
Warnings for the fic: It's a dark fic, rape is mentioned several times. Dementors appear and not for show. Character death (not Harry, Draco or Blaise). Evil!Ron, powerful Hermione, Pansy and Bellatrix. Sympathetic to Slytherins.
Epilogue compliant? No
Chapter length: ~2,022 words
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or related characters. Nor do I make any money from writing these stories.
Summary: After the events of HBP, the Minister of Magic wants to finish the Malfoys but Draco uses a Wizengamot procedure to fight back. Veelas and Siddhe appear in the story as Draco uses political means to contest the pureblood's allegiance to Voldemort.
Notes: I wrote this before DH was published, so please no picayune comments about canon.
Table of contents
7. La foi absolue
Harry slept late and didn't wake up until late the next morning. First he felt the residual pain of the Cruciatus curse and then remembered the whole misbegotten affair. He felt awful, crushed.
Strangely enough, he remembered distinctly the words he'd exchanged with Zabini. Zabini had seriously said as he walked with him to his department, "He's right, Potter. This was a relatively painless lesson for you."
Harry snorted and replied contemptuously, "What can he know about pain, Zabini? He didn't have Voldemort after him."
Blaise countered with, "Have you forgotten whose son he is? The life of Slytherin children is often harsh, but no one cares because, what the heck! we're only Slytherins. I can personally vouchsafe that long before he entered Hogwarts, he had endured excruciating pain."
Seeing Harry pale, Blaise continued relentlessly, "Let's suppose your sidekicks and you had been captured in a raid and were taken to Voldemort. Let me outline for you a very probable scenario: Thinking you're being brave, you mouth off to Voldemort, the Dark Lord is enraged and decides to take it out on your friends. He tortures one, has his men rape the others."
"When you're on your knees begging for their lives, the Dark Lords looks triumphant as he uses the Kedavra and kills them all. Next he is ready to start on you but he is interrupted by the arrival of the Order of the Phoenix and the Loyal Slytherins, come to rescue you, which we do."
"What would you feel if this were to happen? Knowing that, because you are so important to the war effort, an attempt would have been mounted at any cost to save you, and all you had to do was conciliate, nay, humor the Dark Twit for a bit. Nothing treacherous, just being polite, just buying time for your friends, for us to arrive."
"You have insurmountable bravery and courage, Potter. No one can take that away from you. But you have to learn to control your impetuosity, if only for the sake of your dear ones."
"I bet that tomorrow, when the shock wears off, you'll feel all kinds of awful. Let me offer a viewpoint: you went mano-a-mano with Draco, and lost to his ingenuity and trust. You provoked him and in his rightful and wrathful retaliation, you learned that he packs a mean Crucio and Legilimens."
"So you lost: big deal! Draco has learned losing to you since First Year, and it didn't kill him, though to hear him moan and rant about it it must have felt something real bad."
"It means that Draco excels in some points, just as I am sure you excel in different subjects. Hopefully this defeat will have taught you to speak to Draco with the respect accorded an ally, because you know in your bones that if you really enrage Draco, he will retaliate."
Then Blaise looked somberly at Harry, "Do not judge yourself too harshly, Harry. It's obvious that you've been under immense strain during your Hogwarts years, tasks have been set before you, nigh but impossible, and you passed them the only possible way: you endured."
"It is our belief that many things have been kept from you. We do not know why, maybe to make you more pliable, easier to control. I think this only made you hoard your emotions and leave them unexamined. I think this is one cause of what happened earlier."
"I urge you to share your feelings, as it were, with your friends, Granger's cool analysis comes to mind, or Weasley, or any other Weasley."
"You are a Gryffindor through and through, Harry. Generous to a fault, courteous to your friends, brave. Use these characteristics in a constructive way. It's funny, how Draco keeps harping on and on about how bad and foolish the Gryffindor tendencies are; then he turns around and goes Gryffindor on us."
Blaise then fondly proceeded to tell Harry about the incident with Crabbe and Goyle in Fifth Year. At the end, Harry was laughing very hard, with no malice.
Blaise continued, "So you see Harry, maybe there is not an unbridgeable difference between the two houses. As a matter of fact, you and Draco are very similar: strong, opinionated, loyal. If circumstances had been different you could have been friends."
"However, the world is a cold, bitter place, and the pureblood divide, politics, friends, all strove to keep you apart, hating each other; but we are not done yet, and Draco has to do some things that will surely enrage you again."
"Let go of the hate, Harry, and live your own life!"
Harry looked at Blaise, seeing him as if for the first time, and understood why Draco placed so much trust upon him, why he would get so enraged when aspersions were cast on Blaise's character.
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So as Harry prepared for the activities of the day, he pondered Blaise's words. They were like a balm for his roiling psyche, for they spoke sooth.
It was a harsh opinion, unsympathetic but not unkind. It pointed out his weaknesses and strengths, and it had an uncompromising belief in its own right. How Slytherin!
Still, it was the truth. It neither fawned over Harry nor hid something from him under security pretenses. That it came from his former enemy's right-hand man was mesmerizing.
It spoke volumes for Draco that he was able to hold the allegiance of a man such as Blaise. It made him sad that he would never be Draco's friend.
Therein was the rub. After all was said and done, the fact remained that he tried to gang-rape Draco. His guilt was growing. Maybe he should take Blaise's advice and talk to Hermione about it.
Harry called Hermione on the Floo to the Burrow, where she was staying, doing research about the Horcruxes. One look at Harry and Hermione agreed to go immediately to his department.
After she arrived and had banished the ashes away, Harry bade her to sit at the table and offered her tea. They made small talk for a few minutes until Hermione asked, "Why did you call me, Harry? You look awful!"
Harry replied flippantly, "You would look awful too if you had been under Crucio for two minutes and then had Legilimens cast against you for more minutes!"
Hermione asked, "Who? Where?"
Harry replied, "Who? Draco Malfoy, where? In Malfoy Manor."
Hermione made to stand up and yelled, "The slimy ferret! I will kill him for this, I'm gonna kick his butt so hard it falls off!"
Harry intervened, "You don't have all the facts, Hermione. Kindly hear them out, but first I ask you forbearance and tranquility."
Hermione replied, "Mighty strange for someone so foully treated! Unless… What did you do, Harry?"
Harry launched into his tale of (unrequited) lust, that he wanted to destroy Malfoy once and for all. His reception of Blaise's message, his calling old friends in on the heist. Entering the Manor, immobilizing Malfoy; then being stupefied in turn.
Then Malfoy entering looking more radiant than ever, Crabbe's question and Malfoy's answer. The confrontation with him and being subjected to a worse Crucio than Voldemort's, and later his Legilimens. Harry kept mum about the Imperio, it was a point of pride for him not to let his friend know how he had been bested even in that.
When he finished, he didn't look up in time as Hermione approached him and hit his face so hard, it broke his nose. She was crying hysterically and sobbing, "How could you, Harry? How could you do something so stupid? Don't you know Zabini and Malfoy are as thick as thieves? And leading your friends to the wolf's cave!"
"Harry, imagine that Malfoy caused your buddies to die, or tortured or raped them. How could you ever face their mothers?"
Harry paled.
Hermione continued, "What are you going to say to Mrs. Weasley? Sorry, Mrs. Weasley, but Fred and George are dead, they were killed while I was trying to rape Malfoy!"
Hermione added, "And I'm also very disappointed that you kept all your feelings for yourself. If you'd come to me we could have maybe found a way to channel them more positively."
Hermione got near Harry and laughed as he winced. She told Harry to keep quiet and don't move and used the Episkey spell to heal Harry.
Harry laughed and told Hermione that now she shared a unique feat with Malfoy. They had both broken Harry's nose. The two laughed with mirth, and Harry realized that Zabini had been right; it was useful to talk with his friends openly. It had enlightened his heart noticeably to be able to share the bad news, and maybe someday hope for better ones. Although Hermione had raged and ranted, she still remained by his side. He also had faithful friends, like Draco did with Blaise.
Now Hermione sat down and started to analyze, "Well, that should lay to rest the concerns about Draco becoming the next Dark Lord!"
Harry asked, "How do you figure?"
She replied, "Harry, you were about to gang-rape him. The tables were turned and he had all of you under his power. There are some pureblood customs he could have employed, from seizing all your assets to you all becoming his slaves, but he didn't."
"When Crabbe asked about the roughing up, he replied masterfully. He said he'd back his associates to the hilt, respecting their wishes, while congratulating them about their astuteness. Then he suggested performing acts of kindness as a kind of insurance for the future."
"His associates must have felt empowered and respected, and I'm sure they'll treat their prisoners well. In effect, Draco had obtained obedience that not even a continuous Crucio could provide, just by being agreeable."
"Concerning you, he asked you to be careful but you went off and shouted, insulting his friend. He must have felt that only force could convince you to back off."
"So he releases frustrations of years in 5 minutes. Reads your thoughts, so I'm sure he knows about the Horcruxes."
Harry replied, "Why aren't you more concerned about his knowing about the Horcruxes?"
She answered, "Because Albus himself probably told him. At any rate, his knowing can only help. God knows we need ideas about how to find them, and you know that Ron hardly provides any new insight."
Later they ordered Chinese take-out and called the Burrow to let them know Hermione was staying at Harry's. They talked about everything, their Hogwarts years, the war, their friends. Harry told Hermione at length about his obsession with Draco, and Hermione listened and offered sympathetic advice.
Harry asked Hermione if she had known about the Lord Appellant's trial. Hermione said, "Yes, I read about it in Second Year, but Dumbledore told me never to mention it to you. He said it would only cause you pain. I'm sorry Harry, I wish I could go back in time, then I would tell you."
Hermione asked Harry, "Have you read the news?"
"No"
"Well, it seems that Malfoy is a hero. He is portrayed as following another's order, with the effect of foiling the attempt on Dumbledore's life. He is seen as a figure slightly larger than life, who had to fight for his very existence against a bloody revengeful Minister of Magic. Fortunately the Wizengamot recognized his plea and leant its assistance and the dastardly plot against the maligned blond was rendered useless."
"Along the way, Malfoy made it impossible to issue a death warrant as easily as having takeout dinner. Now the majority of the Wizengamot has to agree. Again, masterful politics. The death threat remains, with the advantage that it must be used judiciously."
"Harry, the news didn't mention the Child of Dark prophecy, but everyone present there realizes that it means that the main person who will decide the war will be Malfoy. Don't look so downcast. This also means you are free from the yoke of bearing the whole weight of the war alone. Now you can share the responsibilities with Malfoy, who is your ally and has behaved like one."
9. Dobby's true calling
Chapter: Harry’s side
Author:
herumtreiber Genre: Slash, romance, adventure, dark!fic
Pairing: Draco/Blaise, one sided Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17 for violence
Warnings for the fic: It's a dark fic, rape is mentioned several times. Dementors appear and not for show. Character death (not Harry, Draco or Blaise). Evil!Ron, powerful Hermione, Pansy and Bellatrix. Sympathetic to Slytherins.
Epilogue compliant? No
Chapter length: ~2,022 words
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or related characters. Nor do I make any money from writing these stories.
Summary: After the events of HBP, the Minister of Magic wants to finish the Malfoys but Draco uses a Wizengamot procedure to fight back. Veelas and Siddhe appear in the story as Draco uses political means to contest the pureblood's allegiance to Voldemort.
Notes: I wrote this before DH was published, so please no picayune comments about canon.
Table of contents
7. La foi absolue
Harry slept late and didn't wake up until late the next morning. First he felt the residual pain of the Cruciatus curse and then remembered the whole misbegotten affair. He felt awful, crushed.
Strangely enough, he remembered distinctly the words he'd exchanged with Zabini. Zabini had seriously said as he walked with him to his department, "He's right, Potter. This was a relatively painless lesson for you."
Harry snorted and replied contemptuously, "What can he know about pain, Zabini? He didn't have Voldemort after him."
Blaise countered with, "Have you forgotten whose son he is? The life of Slytherin children is often harsh, but no one cares because, what the heck! we're only Slytherins. I can personally vouchsafe that long before he entered Hogwarts, he had endured excruciating pain."
Seeing Harry pale, Blaise continued relentlessly, "Let's suppose your sidekicks and you had been captured in a raid and were taken to Voldemort. Let me outline for you a very probable scenario: Thinking you're being brave, you mouth off to Voldemort, the Dark Lord is enraged and decides to take it out on your friends. He tortures one, has his men rape the others."
"When you're on your knees begging for their lives, the Dark Lords looks triumphant as he uses the Kedavra and kills them all. Next he is ready to start on you but he is interrupted by the arrival of the Order of the Phoenix and the Loyal Slytherins, come to rescue you, which we do."
"What would you feel if this were to happen? Knowing that, because you are so important to the war effort, an attempt would have been mounted at any cost to save you, and all you had to do was conciliate, nay, humor the Dark Twit for a bit. Nothing treacherous, just being polite, just buying time for your friends, for us to arrive."
"You have insurmountable bravery and courage, Potter. No one can take that away from you. But you have to learn to control your impetuosity, if only for the sake of your dear ones."
"I bet that tomorrow, when the shock wears off, you'll feel all kinds of awful. Let me offer a viewpoint: you went mano-a-mano with Draco, and lost to his ingenuity and trust. You provoked him and in his rightful and wrathful retaliation, you learned that he packs a mean Crucio and Legilimens."
"So you lost: big deal! Draco has learned losing to you since First Year, and it didn't kill him, though to hear him moan and rant about it it must have felt something real bad."
"It means that Draco excels in some points, just as I am sure you excel in different subjects. Hopefully this defeat will have taught you to speak to Draco with the respect accorded an ally, because you know in your bones that if you really enrage Draco, he will retaliate."
Then Blaise looked somberly at Harry, "Do not judge yourself too harshly, Harry. It's obvious that you've been under immense strain during your Hogwarts years, tasks have been set before you, nigh but impossible, and you passed them the only possible way: you endured."
"It is our belief that many things have been kept from you. We do not know why, maybe to make you more pliable, easier to control. I think this only made you hoard your emotions and leave them unexamined. I think this is one cause of what happened earlier."
"I urge you to share your feelings, as it were, with your friends, Granger's cool analysis comes to mind, or Weasley, or any other Weasley."
"You are a Gryffindor through and through, Harry. Generous to a fault, courteous to your friends, brave. Use these characteristics in a constructive way. It's funny, how Draco keeps harping on and on about how bad and foolish the Gryffindor tendencies are; then he turns around and goes Gryffindor on us."
Blaise then fondly proceeded to tell Harry about the incident with Crabbe and Goyle in Fifth Year. At the end, Harry was laughing very hard, with no malice.
Blaise continued, "So you see Harry, maybe there is not an unbridgeable difference between the two houses. As a matter of fact, you and Draco are very similar: strong, opinionated, loyal. If circumstances had been different you could have been friends."
"However, the world is a cold, bitter place, and the pureblood divide, politics, friends, all strove to keep you apart, hating each other; but we are not done yet, and Draco has to do some things that will surely enrage you again."
"Let go of the hate, Harry, and live your own life!"
Harry looked at Blaise, seeing him as if for the first time, and understood why Draco placed so much trust upon him, why he would get so enraged when aspersions were cast on Blaise's character.
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So as Harry prepared for the activities of the day, he pondered Blaise's words. They were like a balm for his roiling psyche, for they spoke sooth.
It was a harsh opinion, unsympathetic but not unkind. It pointed out his weaknesses and strengths, and it had an uncompromising belief in its own right. How Slytherin!
Still, it was the truth. It neither fawned over Harry nor hid something from him under security pretenses. That it came from his former enemy's right-hand man was mesmerizing.
It spoke volumes for Draco that he was able to hold the allegiance of a man such as Blaise. It made him sad that he would never be Draco's friend.
Therein was the rub. After all was said and done, the fact remained that he tried to gang-rape Draco. His guilt was growing. Maybe he should take Blaise's advice and talk to Hermione about it.
Harry called Hermione on the Floo to the Burrow, where she was staying, doing research about the Horcruxes. One look at Harry and Hermione agreed to go immediately to his department.
After she arrived and had banished the ashes away, Harry bade her to sit at the table and offered her tea. They made small talk for a few minutes until Hermione asked, "Why did you call me, Harry? You look awful!"
Harry replied flippantly, "You would look awful too if you had been under Crucio for two minutes and then had Legilimens cast against you for more minutes!"
Hermione asked, "Who? Where?"
Harry replied, "Who? Draco Malfoy, where? In Malfoy Manor."
Hermione made to stand up and yelled, "The slimy ferret! I will kill him for this, I'm gonna kick his butt so hard it falls off!"
Harry intervened, "You don't have all the facts, Hermione. Kindly hear them out, but first I ask you forbearance and tranquility."
Hermione replied, "Mighty strange for someone so foully treated! Unless… What did you do, Harry?"
Harry launched into his tale of (unrequited) lust, that he wanted to destroy Malfoy once and for all. His reception of Blaise's message, his calling old friends in on the heist. Entering the Manor, immobilizing Malfoy; then being stupefied in turn.
Then Malfoy entering looking more radiant than ever, Crabbe's question and Malfoy's answer. The confrontation with him and being subjected to a worse Crucio than Voldemort's, and later his Legilimens. Harry kept mum about the Imperio, it was a point of pride for him not to let his friend know how he had been bested even in that.
When he finished, he didn't look up in time as Hermione approached him and hit his face so hard, it broke his nose. She was crying hysterically and sobbing, "How could you, Harry? How could you do something so stupid? Don't you know Zabini and Malfoy are as thick as thieves? And leading your friends to the wolf's cave!"
"Harry, imagine that Malfoy caused your buddies to die, or tortured or raped them. How could you ever face their mothers?"
Harry paled.
Hermione continued, "What are you going to say to Mrs. Weasley? Sorry, Mrs. Weasley, but Fred and George are dead, they were killed while I was trying to rape Malfoy!"
Hermione added, "And I'm also very disappointed that you kept all your feelings for yourself. If you'd come to me we could have maybe found a way to channel them more positively."
Hermione got near Harry and laughed as he winced. She told Harry to keep quiet and don't move and used the Episkey spell to heal Harry.
Harry laughed and told Hermione that now she shared a unique feat with Malfoy. They had both broken Harry's nose. The two laughed with mirth, and Harry realized that Zabini had been right; it was useful to talk with his friends openly. It had enlightened his heart noticeably to be able to share the bad news, and maybe someday hope for better ones. Although Hermione had raged and ranted, she still remained by his side. He also had faithful friends, like Draco did with Blaise.
Now Hermione sat down and started to analyze, "Well, that should lay to rest the concerns about Draco becoming the next Dark Lord!"
Harry asked, "How do you figure?"
She replied, "Harry, you were about to gang-rape him. The tables were turned and he had all of you under his power. There are some pureblood customs he could have employed, from seizing all your assets to you all becoming his slaves, but he didn't."
"When Crabbe asked about the roughing up, he replied masterfully. He said he'd back his associates to the hilt, respecting their wishes, while congratulating them about their astuteness. Then he suggested performing acts of kindness as a kind of insurance for the future."
"His associates must have felt empowered and respected, and I'm sure they'll treat their prisoners well. In effect, Draco had obtained obedience that not even a continuous Crucio could provide, just by being agreeable."
"Concerning you, he asked you to be careful but you went off and shouted, insulting his friend. He must have felt that only force could convince you to back off."
"So he releases frustrations of years in 5 minutes. Reads your thoughts, so I'm sure he knows about the Horcruxes."
Harry replied, "Why aren't you more concerned about his knowing about the Horcruxes?"
She answered, "Because Albus himself probably told him. At any rate, his knowing can only help. God knows we need ideas about how to find them, and you know that Ron hardly provides any new insight."
Later they ordered Chinese take-out and called the Burrow to let them know Hermione was staying at Harry's. They talked about everything, their Hogwarts years, the war, their friends. Harry told Hermione at length about his obsession with Draco, and Hermione listened and offered sympathetic advice.
Harry asked Hermione if she had known about the Lord Appellant's trial. Hermione said, "Yes, I read about it in Second Year, but Dumbledore told me never to mention it to you. He said it would only cause you pain. I'm sorry Harry, I wish I could go back in time, then I would tell you."
Hermione asked Harry, "Have you read the news?"
"No"
"Well, it seems that Malfoy is a hero. He is portrayed as following another's order, with the effect of foiling the attempt on Dumbledore's life. He is seen as a figure slightly larger than life, who had to fight for his very existence against a bloody revengeful Minister of Magic. Fortunately the Wizengamot recognized his plea and leant its assistance and the dastardly plot against the maligned blond was rendered useless."
"Along the way, Malfoy made it impossible to issue a death warrant as easily as having takeout dinner. Now the majority of the Wizengamot has to agree. Again, masterful politics. The death threat remains, with the advantage that it must be used judiciously."
"Harry, the news didn't mention the Child of Dark prophecy, but everyone present there realizes that it means that the main person who will decide the war will be Malfoy. Don't look so downcast. This also means you are free from the yoke of bearing the whole weight of the war alone. Now you can share the responsibilities with Malfoy, who is your ally and has behaved like one."
9. Dobby's true calling