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Title: Fire and Ice
Main Pairing: Harry/Draco
Warnings: AU/AR, M/M, Slash, Angst, Family, M/F, Bonding, Anal, H/C, Abuse, Language, Minor Character Death, WIP (Please be advised that more tags may be added or deleted as story progresses.)
Prologue
~ The Wizengamot ~
Draco stood proudly beside his mother holding her hand tightly in his and watching as Lucius was brought into the courtroom for sentencing. Narcissa had been pardoned in a previous trial for her role in saving Harry Potter’s life during the Battle of Hogwarts when she lied to Voldemort and told The Dark Lord that he was dead.
Lucius was allowed to walk in, without a guard or restraints, largely due to the influence of Kingsley Shacklebolt who was the new Minister of Magic. It was also due to him that his father would not be receiving the Dementor’s Kiss. Lucius held his head high as he walked by where Draco and Narcissa were standing together behind the railing. His eyes glanced over to them and he gave them both a nod and small smile before proceeding the rest of the way into the center of the room. He stepped up onto the podium with his legal counsel standing next to him and awaited his verdict.
“Lucius Malfoy, you stand here today before us for sentencing due to your crimes against the Wizarding Community and for the acts you committed during the Second Wizarding War. Is there anything you would like to say to the Court before we pass sentence?”
“No.” He answered in a loud clear voice.
“Very well then, we will now pass sentence. Lucius Abraxas Malfoy, you're now sentenced to a term of life imprisonment in Azkaban with no chance of parole. As part of your sentencing, you will not be allowed any visitors other than legal or medical counsel. We will, however, allow you access to reading material including a lifetime subscription to the Daily Prophet and a monthly written correspondence from your family which can be terminated at anytime should you cause any disruptions.”
Banging the gavel, and signaling the end of the sentencing, the officiating Chief Warlock stood up with the other officials terminating the end of the session.
Draco and Narcissa watched as Lucius was led away, he did not look back at them as they had already said their goodbyes earlier that morning. Draco turned his head and looked down at his mother but her eyes were focused only on her beloved husband. He could just make out the beginning of tears forming in her beautiful blue eyes then he blinked to keep his own from forming. Now was the time to be a man, his father would expect nothing less from him, so Draco formed an invisible shell around his heart so that he could be strong for his mother and for the uncertain future that lay ahead.
***
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Fire and Ice
By Robert Frost
***
Chapter 1:
King’s Cross Station - 11 years later
Side by side, father and son pushed the trolley, gathering speed and running forward through the brick barrier. Harry saw Albus wince, expecting a collision, and then sigh in relief when they emerged on the other side onto platform nine and three quarters. Albus squinted, the mist was so thick it was hard to see anything, and then took off his glasses wiping the moisture from them so he could get his first look at the famous scarlet Hogwarts Express. Harry put his hand on his young son’s shoulder and guided him out of the way of the hordes of students and their parents coming through the barrier behind them.
“Let’s look for your cousin Rose, I think I saw your Uncle Ron’s head over there.”
Harry pushed the trolley in the direction he had seen his friend and Al followed closely behind him looking around in awe and wide-eyed astonishment at all the commotion around them.
A small form emerged from the mist in front of them and a young female voice greeted them,
“Hi, Al, I was getting worried something had happened and that you wouldn't show up.”
Rose was dressed in her brand new Hogwarts robes and smiling in relief that she wouldn't be sitting alone on her first train ride to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
“Hi,” answered Al, grinning back at his cousin. "I wouldn't have missed this for anything in the whole world, and would have come even if I was still at home sick with the Dragon Pox."
“I thought you got lost, have trouble parking?” Ron asked Harry.
Harry laughed and shook his head while shaking his best friend's hand in a warm greeting then kissed Hermione on the cheek.
“Hermione was worried I wouldn’t be able to park the car but I surprised her.”
“I wasn’t worried, I have complete faith in your driving ability ever since you passed the Muggle driving test last year.”
Hermione went up to Al and bent down to hug him and when her back was turned, Ron whispered to Harry, while helping him lift Albus’ trunk and owl onto the train.
“I finally had to Confund the instructor to pass the stupid test but only because I already failed it six times.”
Harry snorted saying, “If he could have seen you driving your Dad’s car like you did in second year, you would have passed the first time with flying colors.”
Ron smiled fondly at the memory, then shuddered when he remembered the spiders.
“Where’s Ginny, Harry?” Hermione asked looking around the platform.
“She couldn’t come, wasn’t feeling well, but she told me to tell you that she would drop by next week to go with you to your Doctor’s appointment.”
Hermione frowned but didn’t say anything and instead turned back to the children. She was helping them adjust their school robes and asking them if they were sure they had everything they needed.
While she was getting them ready to board the train, Ron caught Harry’s eye and nodded his head in the opposite direction. The steam had lifted and Harry could make out three figures standing across the platform from them.
“It’s Malfoy and his family, the slimy ferret.” Ron hissed.
“Ron!”
Ron’s face and ears turned beet red when he heard his wife’s voice behind him.
“Is that any way to set an example for the children?”
“No, Hermione, I'm sorry love.” Ron answered, then walked away with his head down muttering under his breath, over to where Rose and Albus were waiting.
Hermione stood next to Harry looking over to where Draco was standing with his wife and young son. She smiled at them and lifted her hand in greeting, not expecting them to respond, and walked over to join Ron and the kids.
Harry standing alone now on the platform observed that Draco’s son was the exact replica of him, just as Albus was of Harry. Harry didn’t recognize his wife, she had attended Beauxbatons, but he remembered reading somewhere that her name was Astoria Greengrass. He felt his face heat up when he noticed Draco had caught him staring, and was surprised when Draco nodded curtly at him before turning and walking away with his family.
“Stupid stuck up git.” Ron whispered in Harry’s ear. “Some things never change, do they Harry?”
Harry looked up at him and pushing Ron towards the train said,
“Let’s go and help Hermione get the kids on the train before it takes off without them.”
***
“So that’s the famous Harry Potter I have heard so much about.”
Astoria said to Draco, while she was brushing off an invisible piece of lent from Scorpius’ new school robes.
“Do not slouch, Scorpius, and remember to always hold your head up high in front of your peers. You are, after all, a Malfoy and better then them. I do not want you to forget that.” She reminded her young son, gripping his chin in her hand and pinching it with her sharp nails while making sure his hair wasn’t out of place.
“Yes, mother.” Scorpius politely answered, while trying his best not to bounce on his feet, ignoring the pain from his mother's talon-like nails.
“I wonder where his wife is, and who those horrid people were that he was standing with.”
“Their names are Ronald and Hermione Weasley, Astoria, and their daughter’s name is Rose.”
Astoria’s eyebrow arched up and she threw an angry look his way.
“I was under the impression you were not friends with those blood traitors, Draco.”
“Watch your mouth Astoria, dearest. No one uses that name anymore, especially around here, and you certainly will not do so in front of my son. The Dark Lord is long dead and the War is over so do not let me hear you talk that way again.”
Scorpius was watching his parents argue and wondered what a blood traitor was. He wished they wouldn’t fight all the time and that for once, just once, they would be a happy family like all the others he saw moving around him on the platform.
I'll go put Scorpius’ trunk and owl on the train, get him ready to board.”
Draco ordered walking swiftly away his black coat twirling around his tall lean form.
“Come along, Scorpius.” Astoria grabbed her son’s hand pulling him roughly along beside her towards the train.
***
Hogwarts Express
Albus and Rose were sitting across from each other next to the window, by themselves, in one of the few empty compartments their parents had found for them. Al was nervously rocking his legs back and forth on the bench seat looking out the window at the trees that were whizzing past while Rose had her nose stuck in one of the many books sitting on her lap.
Al sighed and reached down, randomly picking up one of the Chocolate Frogs off the seat and unwrapped it. As he was munching on the tasty confection, he inspected the collector's card and his eyes widened.
"NO WAY!"
Al yelled, waving the card around excitedly in the air and causing Rose to lift her head from the book she was reading. She raised one eyebrow in question, waiting to see which one he had collected, so she could get back to more important business.
Sighing, she thought, what a child her cousin was at times.
"I don't believe this, it's very rare, and only a few of them were made. It's Severus Tobias Snape, one of my namesakes."
"Congratulations Albus, I am happy for you, now if you don't mind I would like to get back to my book."
Al ignored her and started reading the card, his head jerked up when he heard the door gliding open and a small blonde head poked around the corner.
“Is there room for one more in here?” a soft voice asked.
Albus smiled in greeting and waved the boy in,
“Hello, my name is Albus Potter, and this is my cousin Rose Weasley, what’s your name?”
“Scorpius,” the boy replied with a shy smile, “Scorpius Hyperion Draco Malfoy, it’s very nice to meet you both.”
***
Harry had just seen Albus off to Hogwarts for his first year, and after saying goodbye to Ron and Hermione, was on his way back to where he had parked the car. He hadn't realized he spent that much time talking with them, nor how late it had gotten. There was not much traffic and very few pedestrians remained on the dark street. He wasn't paying attention to where he was walking and was deep in thought with his head down thinking about the argument he and Ginny had earlier that morning. He was so distracted that he didn't see the figure coming towards him and soon found himself bumping into what felt like a solid stone wall. Harry would have fallen on his arse were it not for two strong hands grabbing his arms to steady him.
"Watch where you're going Potter."
A familiar voice drawled, and Harry lifted his head to meet the cool gaze of his former nemesis.
"Malfoy...."
TBC