Reality twists 5/39

[herumtreiber]

Title: Reality twists 5/39
Chapter: five
Author:herumtreiber 
Genre: Post DH, romance, adventure, time travel
Disclaimer:  I do not own Harry Potter or related characters. Nor do I make any money from the writing of these stories.
Rating: R
Warnings: Sexual content, threesome, noncon
Epilogue compliant? Maybe, who knows?
Chapter length: ~2,222 words
Summary: Harry/Draco/Daphne. Draco in Azkaban, plus time-travel. Explores the idea of powerful magic pitted against a nuclear bomb and the implications for the world. Noncon - evil Hermione and Ron – Atlantis may appear later on, and another meaning of the Prophecy. How a Time Turner can win a game. Very ecological use of the Fidelius charm; Dementors abound, but...


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Pandemonium at the Wizengamot 2/2

That night, Harry returned to the Weasleys' abode. Although the family was shattered by the loss of Fred, life still had to go on. Charlie itched to get to his dragons in Romania , and Bill had been offered a prestigious job as a Curse-breaker.

Everyone was worried about George, as he seemed to have drawn in upon himself, muttering about potions.

Harry knew that Ron was still gleeful about punching Draco, and he smiled when he thought about it.

After Harry, Ginny entered the house. Everyone would think that she smiled winningly and handsomely at Harry, but the truth was that there existed a certain wariness in her regard.

Harry had been her crush for years and getting him to go out with her had been great. Eventually, Harry himself decided he could no longer afford being the cause of Ginny's vulnerability and broke it off with her. Then he disappeared Merlin knows where.

Ginny tried to rebuild her life around school. She met and befriended a Slytherin sixth year, Bernard Zabini, a cousin of Blaise's. She got to know them from another angle, free of the interference of the Golden Trio. She found out they were smart, likable, had acerbic wit and were willing to do most anything to get their way, but they were loyal. Inside this charmed circle, Pansy, Millicent, Daphne and Ginny could be friends.

Though some were Dark and some neutral, they all treated Ginny with respect, observing more than the tough act she'd developed to fool her brothers. She learned that the life of a Slytherin was a balancing act, being always cautious that anything done may be reported back to the Dark Lord, and prompt him to torture or kill family members. That dictated a lot of the interaction in the house.

Yet they had fun. Below the Slytherin common room there was a huge room, similar to the Room of Requirement, which could duplicate any location on Earth. She and the girls spent many an afternoon down there, gossiping about Quidditch players and songs.

It was a moment in the castle's history when the Slytherins' protections could make or break a person. So she was saved.

Still, the Gryffindors noted who she associated with, and promptly informed the Golden Trio. Her brother and Harry browbeat her into abandoning her new friendships, claiming it was all a ruse of Voldemort's, that you can't trust Slytherins.

So when Harry came back, he found a strange, stoic Ginny, whom he could later conceivably mould into the sort of partner he was looking for, someone he would have sons with. First though, he had to break her will and tame it. Even if it took him years he would do so.

Harry's upbringing had not been the most amiable and loving one. He'd spent 11 long years being considered a freak, only his explosions of wild magic, or perhaps something else, had kept the Dursleys from using him as a punching bag. Nevertheless, they'd taught him harsh lessons: the pointlessness of complaining, the caress of solitude and the will, the ultimate will to survive and conquer.

He would never give in to the Dark that sputtered around his mind. In fact, he'd fight it always and wherever found. He'd abide by the common good, but certain people would be his to do with as he saw fit. Isn't that what family is all about? Thanks to Hermione's nagging, he'd bought psychology books, and knew that a person who has been abused may become an abuser. This wouldn't happen to him. Hermione was adamant that he talk with someone professional, but he was no freak and refused to do so.

One of Harry's special persons was Ginny, other was Malfoy. Harry had persuaded Dean Thomas to go out with the redhead and become her boyfriend and lover. After donning the Invisibility Cloak, he followed them to their room one night and took some startling photos, which would come into play the moment Ginny decided to stray from the road he'd set her in. He'd almost been sorted into Slytherin.

When Malfoy first offered his hand on that first train ride, he'd been about to accept it until he felt a compulsion, a desire to reject it out of hand. Later he grew familiar with the desire, and integrated it into his outlook.

In his mind's eye he saw a future where he married Ginny and had a family with her, by then her resistance would be a token. Yet things with Ginny were too normal, too boring to hold his attention. He needed to become completely involved, and there was only one person who was liable to get that from him: Draco. He'd have to tame Draco, make it so he relied exclusively on Harry, then get into his pants. Finally, he would treat him then as the freak he was.

Yet apparently Draco came out the winner in his confrontation with the Ministry. He'd have to revise his plans. He cursed the moment he decided on Kingsley Shacklebolt for Minister of Magic, he had chosen the black Adonis mainly on the strength of his looks, and of course also his courageous dedication to the Light.

Grumbling, Harry fell asleep.

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Ron Weasley was coming out of Diagon Alley, ready to return to the bosom of his family and his girlfriend. He was whistling with contentment as he recalled how he had punched the daylights out of Draco Malfoy. So he didn't really listen well as camouflaged footsteps sounded near.

A spell was cast on him: Petrificus Partialis!

A figure shrouded in a black cloak approached him. Ron could not see anything except for fierce burning grey eyes. The man said, "You will drink this, Weasley. After all, it's something developed by your brother." Then he shoved the contents of the vial down Ron's throat.

The potion smelled like rotten leaves, and tasted like week-old stale bread. Ron could feel the rush of magic entering his body, preparing to do what the potion commanded. The man looked at Ron, and he swore he could hear a sneer in his voice, "One last detail, Weasel: Obliviate!"

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The next morning, Harry had to fight Ron for the last two waffles. Mrs. Weasley was gone to visit Andromeda Tonks. Harry read the Daily Prophet, hardly believing that they were sympathetic to someone for once.

Corruption in the Ministry

Ministry blackmails Malfoy to give them his assets

Conclusive proofs have been rendered that Ministry officials, up to and including the Undersecretary Percy Weasley and the Minister Shacklebolt tried to blackmail Draco Malfoy into surrendering title for all his holdings, in exchange for the lives of his parents. What is more scandalizing is that the Ministry had this project, and fully intended to strip Lord Malfoy of his assets, yet they also wanted to send his parents to Azkaban at once.

Only Draco's swift and agile maneuvering prevented this, which leads this reporter to ponder how many children we are losing each year because of hysterics about Dark Magic.

The truth is that Light and Dark magic exist indissolubly linked. One cannot exist without the other. Any attempt to make it so would sabotage our world.

It just remains to be seen if everything is allowable with the spurious pretext of snuffling Dark Magic.

This egregious act deserves to be recognized as such and dealt with. Shacklebolt, and most current Ministry personnel should resign.

Harry tried to recover his breath. He was so enraged that the shelves had started moving, there was a strong wind in the room, and Ron's hair was stuck up. Harry noted that Ron looked a little worn out and asked him if he was all right. Ron grimaced and visibly garnering strength, answered he was OK.

Ron added that Malfoy would give a press conference in the afternoon, in the Ministry's Atrium. The gall of the git!

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Meanwhile Draco's entrance into Malfoy Manor was highly melodramatic, even for a Malfoy.

He found his parents in the main parlor. He dutifully hugged Lucius.

Lucius said, "Now we have to start working on our name, Draco. You've done well, but with my guidance and political acumen, we'll be doing great. First you'll marry Pansy and cement the political alliance with the Parkinsons." Lucius should have paid more attention to Draco's face, which was fast getting cloudy.

Draco stated, "I have two words to say to you, Lucius!" He got his wand out and pointed it towards Lucius, while he shouted, "Catenas sesenta!"

He went on in a didactic tone, "That is the spell that binds one's power. I bet you haven't told Mother what you did. Well, Mom, when I was one and a half year old, he left me alone with Dumbledore, so the old coot took the opportunity to bind my power 60 per cent. He didn't want me truly competing with Potter."

"A portrait observed this. When I was nine years old the portrait told me, and, like the dutiful pureblood heir you took such great pains to raise me as, I dutifully went to my father to ask him what it all meant. All I got for my itch to know was an Obliviate. The portrait was moved and Lucius could do what he loves best, stick his head so far up his ass that it never sees the light of day."

Lucius started to stir and yelled, "Hey, wait…" But he was cut off when Draco pointed the wand at him and shouted "Silencio!"

Draco sneered and said, "Surely you can break the Silencio, Lucius. Oops, sorry, I forgot your reduced powers! Let me tell you something: you come back in 35 years and I will lift it for you!"

"You like to pretend that you uphold the Malfoy name, but it is no longer so, if it ever was. I am the holder of the wealth. It was your stupid actions in following Voldemort that led you to Azkaban, and forced me to choose servitude to the Dark Lord, so he wouldn't kill you or Mother. Many times I wanted to disappear from here, but the thought of what he would do to you held me back, and later, different horrors accumulated out of my control."

"In my mind, you are the guilty party and I can't trust you. Hence, I will disown you; I will take the Malfoy name and rights from you. Lucius Malfoy will cease to exist. You will be Lucius NoOne."

Lucius looked exhausted and deathly afraid. He was pale as snow. Narcissa had been glaring heatedly at him, and had silently promised herself a good bitchslap and some strong words. It was unbearable that he had bound his own son and obliviated him!

Draco was acting according to his rights to choose the Disownment, but Narcissa remembered the Lucius of Hogwarts, who held her at night, when she suffered nightmares, who wrote poetry in the snow, Lucius who wanted to name his son Draco, and watched over him with an outward glare, while secretly cherishing him.

She had just gotten her family back. She could not let if fall apart again!

Narcissa went to Draco and dropped to his feet, hugging his knees and saying, "I know you can't trust him, Dragon. I know he did wrong things. But he can take an Obedience Vow and he'd be compelled to obey."

"Please don't take my family from me Draco! You're the only one who can hold us together, as you have done since you were born. You can be the Lord Malfoy that your father never was, for you will have him helping, in whatever capacity you decide."

Narcissa lifted her head and Draco could see she was crying. He stooped and kissed her forehead, saying, "I will do as you say, Mother. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you. I trust you with my life."

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The Vow was prepared and executed after Draco ended the Silencio, he urged his father to remain quiet. He smirked at his parents and said, "Soon the time will come again for a Malfoy to be in the Board of Governors, in fact, I would say two Malfoys."

Narcissa asked bewildered, "What do you mean, Draco? Won't they be searching for us?"

Draco smiled diabolically and answered sweetly, "They signed a kind of contract that is very special. Soon they'll find it hurts them more than us. You should also know that I've put all the Malfoy holdings under Fidelius."

Lucius looked at Draco with a very awed, gleeful smirk. Draco had on his face the kind of expression Lucius had occasionally spied on Potter's father, on Sirius Black and Remus Lupin when a prank had gone correctly.

Draco continued, "What is interesting is that Hogwarts disappeared with the rest of our real estate. That means we own Hogwarts!"

"I am the Secret-Keeper, but if something should happen to me, I want you, Mom, to be able to act as the Keeper. I will send the location of the properties to your mind using Legilimency."

Draco focused on Narcissa and sent her the knowledge and magic to act as the Secret-Keeper. Narcissa was overwhelmed. She knew now the location of all the Malfoy assets and could move out, and plot among them. Truly a priceless gift.

Draco said, "I trust you completely, Mom."

Flash forward