Glamour

Glamour

Chapter Five

I am Medlova Trolord

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"Ron!" Hermione cried when she spotted the red head entering the room.

"I still don't have the results with me, but I am expecting them any moment now," Ron explained.

"Harry...this last note to you," Hermione said trying to get Harry's attention but was shifted to the approaching owl.

"Pig!" Ron exclaimed happily.

"You are still using that bloody owl?" Draco scowled.

"I will not trust any other. What do you have for us sweet?" Ron asked the owl while giving him treats and handing the parchment to McGonagall.

"Well, it says here that the blood and the magical traces match. And they traced it to a certain Medlova Trolord. And one more thing...it is a Malfoy Blood." Every one fell silent with the revelations.

"What!" Draco exclaimed when he finally got back to his senses, "are you sure, Weasley, that this is correct?"

"Do you question the Auror and the Ministry's competence?" Ron said flushing up.

"Yes, because that is complete SHIT!"

"Draco..." Harry tried to pacify the blonde but he didn't look like that he wanted to calm.

"Harry, Medlova Trolord is my son's nanny. We lived in just one house for almost 11 years. And she is such a wonderful, sweet, caring person. And my son and I were the only living Malfoys after the war!" Draco explained, defending both his son's nanny and being a Malfoy.

"Draco, if Medlova is your nanny and you know her, then what is her connection with all this? And why Harry?" Hermione asked trying to solve the mystery.

"Uhm - guys, I don't know if you'll believe this but Medlova Trolord once you kinda rearrange it minus the "A" in Medlova it's - Lord Voldemort," Ron said looking up from a parchment.

"She might be the child he is hiding from public, and now wants revenge." Severus interjected.

"Why kill your son Draco? I mean if she wants revenge why not kill me?" Harry asked trying to make sense to all that is happening.

"Well, a possibility is that she wants to lure you to her. Or it is not really you whom she is referring to," Hermione said.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked curiously.

"Well, the first and second note can be pertained to you but this," Hermione said pointing to the last note, "is not. Today is not your birthday."

"But my son," Draco said becoming paler.

"And if it is true that she is of Malfoy blood you share a connection, just like that of Harry's, though his connection is only thru the scar. Because of this only you Draco can kill her," Severus warned the blonde.

"No Severus, this is not his war alone. We will help him," McGonagall said assuring the blonde.

"Severus, can you make a port key for Paris? That will be a good place to start to look for them," Draco said almost pleadingly, Severus only nodded and proceeded to his office for the potion for the port key.

While waiting for Snape, Harry cornered Draco and spoke to him.

"Draco, we will save you son. And Medlova how did you got to know her?" Harry asked.

"It is a long story Harry. And I think now is not the right time talking about it."

"How about Jamison's mom, have you told her about this? Medlova might take your son away from her on their way to Paris."

"My son is already with Medlova, Harry." Draco said trying to fight tears to fall.

"How did you know?" Harry crossed his brows in confusion.

"Harry, the lady my son calling mom is Medlova." Draco massaged his temples before continuing "when my son started going to preparatory school Medlova picked him up, and heard one of his classmates calling their mother mom, since then Jamison has called her mom. At first I didn't like the idea but she said it was okay, that you don't have to be a biological mother to be called mom."

"How about his other mom?"

"Jamison saw this picture of me, Medlova and Martina holding my newly born son. Martina was the one who saved me that night. Medlova told my son that she is his other mom, who took care of him while he was still a baby, before she passed away."

"Your son...he accepted all this having two moms? I mean I know that Medlova is only his nanny but for Jamison he looks at her as his mom?" Harry asked now totally confused.

"How could he ask, Harry if he doesn't understands? He is a very intelligent child, Harry, but there are things that he just doesn't understand that quickly." Draco said leaving Harry to prevent more questions about his son that he was not ready to answer.

Harry stood up and followed Draco he wanted so much to ask why his son didn't understand when Snape came carrying a small vial.

"With a short notice this is what I could only make. Only two can port key towards your place in Paris," Severus said handling the vial to Draco.

"That would be enough. We can go-" Draco directed to Severus he was stopped when Harry held tightly to his arms from behind.

"No, I will go with you. Severus can stay and make another potion for the port key so the others can follow. We will need back up," Harry said looking directly to the blonde's eyes.

"No."

"I.WILL.GO.WITH.YOU." Harry stressed out.

"That is a good idea, Draco. We will follow. Now there is no time for further discussions. We are fighting against time now," Severus pulled the two into their positions.

"Ready Draco?" Harry asked, before the blonde could answer they felt the sharp tug of port keying.

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Chapter Six

My Reasons, Your Explanations

The two found themselves in a lush ballroom of the Paris Mansion.

"This place is big so we must split up," Draco said preparing to turn to the other corner.

"Draco!" Harry pulled the blonde to him and kissed him full on the mouth before he whispered, "take care." Without waiting for Draco's response he turned the other way.

After desperately seeking through all the halls and rooms, Draco finally found the person whom he was looking for, a room located at the farthest side of the east wing at the third floor. Medlova is sitting comfortably in a lush Cleopatra chaise lounge and looking outside as if nothing is happening.

"It looks like you have found me," she said without making an effort to look at the blonde.

"Where is my son?" the blonde asked whipping his wand out and feeling a strong magical control in the room, so strong that he couldn't use his magic against Medlova.

"Hmmm....I could feel you are fighting against the control I have in this room. You wouldn't blame me if I want to make sure I am safe against you, right love?" She purred.

"We trusted you!" the blonde said coming close to her.

"Stay right where you are or your son dies!" she shouted which made Draco freeze where he was stood.

"Where is my son?!"

"You are such a selfish man, love. He is my son too."

"Jamison is not your son! He may call you mom but that doesn't make you his mother."

"Is that how you see me, love? After all that I have done? I took care of him when you couldn't be there for him, do I have to bear him to be his mother?"

"A mother would never do this to her son! Where is he!"

"Then I must be lucky that I am not his mother then, so I can do this to him." Medlova made a gentle swing of her fingers, which resulted in the screaming of a boy.

"What have you done to him?" Draco wanted to run to Medlova and strangle her; if he could not kill her using magic he would kill her using his bare hands, but he knew he must not act on impulse because he still did not know where his son was.

"Take a look..." With a simple wave of her hand a magical window appeared and there Draco saw his son dangling in the air. "It looks like he won't be a talented seeker, he seems to be afraid of heights."

"Put him down!"

"Is that what you really want?" She smirked happy to have the upper hand against her enemies. Instead of answering, Draco ran towards his son only to be thrown back like bouncing off from an invincible shield. "You cannot go out, Draco, not until I release you or you have me killed."

"Medlova, my son doesn't have anything to do with what happened many years ago. Spare him," Draco begged for the first time.

"I almost have my revenge, a revenge that is already in my hands, do you think I will change my mind?"

"Why?" was the only word that Draco said before he knelt cradling his face in his hands, lost.

"I could have killed your son then, a very good way for a revenge, but I thought that his early death would not affect you much and not so many people would be affected and that would not satisfy me."

"So you waited for 11 years?"

"Yes, if I want revenge I want it to cause so much pain that you would beg me that it was you whom I killed so that you have not felt any pain."

"I don't understand..."

"Draco do you know that you have a sister? A bastard sister?"

"Sister?" Draco said still lost with all the things that he was hearing.

"Your sister was the one who saved you."

"Martina?!" Draco gasped.

"Yes, my dear friend Martina. We met in a remote place here in France not even in a magical world. I didn't really like her but there was something that she did that made us friends. To make the long story short I almost got killed, I needed blood, she gave me lots of it, thus making me a Malfoy too." She smirked.

"How...Why...She died...?"

"Don't worry Draco, I am still a good person, she died a natural death. You were there so you cannot accuse me of killing her. But to tell you the truth her death gave me less worries on how to get rid of her."

"Did she know?"

"Yes."

"Aren't you going to ask me why Harry never found you?"

"You placed an illusionment charm."

"Yes, but it was only Harry who couldn't see us. Thus the reports they know where we are yet, Harry couldn't find us."

"What did we do? Why are you doing this to me, to Harry and to my son?"

"Do you really have to ask, love?"

"Do. Not. Call. Me. Love." Draco hissed.

"When Jamison called me mom when he was still small, and I saw his joy and how you accepted it I almost forgot why I took care of the two of you. I have learned to love you Draco, I really do. I even thought that we were already a family. I almost thought you returned that love but you didn't."

"What are you talking about, you know that I am gay!"

"That first day at the train I saw how Harry Potter looked at you. I saw fire, and longing even after all these years I cannot believe how a feeling could still be that strong. And you, even though you have tried to hide it, I felt the longing I felt the warmth that you felt when you saw him," she continued not minding Draco's statement about his being gay.

"You knew my life, I never hid anything from you!"

"That love is your mistake. You shouldn't have told me so much about you."

"I trusted you..."

"And then I saw the two of you kiss, and my world broke down. And if my world will break down, I will make sure I will bring yours and Harry's world down with me." She stood up and walked towards Draco, tracing the pale face with the back of her hands, leaning forward. "You know how to stop all this...just say the words, love," she whispered leaning down ever so slowly.

"Draco!" Harry shouted from outside looking in.

"Harry..." Draco said in relief.

"Harry." Medlova Trolord hissed evilly.

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Chapter Seven

Green Eyes

The two found themselves in a lush ballroom in the Paris Mansion.

"This place is big so we must split up," Draco said preparing to turn to the other corner.

"Draco!" Harry pulled the blonde to him and kissed him, "take care." Without waiting for Draco's response he turned the other way.

After more than an hour going into all the halls and rooms, Draco finally found the person whom he is looking for, inside one of his favorite room one located at the farthest side of the east wing at the ground floor. Medlova is sitting comfortably in a lush Cleopatra chair and looking outside as if nothing is happening.

"It looks like you have found me," she said without making an effort to look at the blonde.

"Where is my son?" the blonde asked whipping his wand out and feeling a strong magical control in the room.

"I wont do that if I were you. And stay just where you are if you want your son alive. Don't worry he is in good shape, but it looks like he won't be a talented seeker, he is afraid of heights," She said while pointing her finger out side, there is Draco's son dangling in the air. Draco tried to run to him but was cut short "I told you to stay where you are, do you value your son's life?"

"Do not hurt him!" Draco said still pointing the want to Medlova.

"Why are you doing this? What did we have done wrong?" Draco asked not taking his look away from his son.

"I really don't mean to kill your son. It was Potter who I really was after. Though revenge is not really the reason. Come on Draco it has been 11 years, and revenge won't do me any good."

"Then why this?"

"You see, I do not like the way he looks at you. The first time he saw you, the look in his eyes I despised it! It showed how much he loves you, how much he cares for you. And you my love, you still feel for him, but you try to put that thought away. But you see you cannot run forever, and in the end it catches you. I love you, you know. I almost thought you love me but I was wrong, you showed me how wrong I was when I saw you kissing him. So I took the opportunity of killing not just one but two for revenge, you and Potter. I may not be able to kill both of you physically but I know killing your son means killing the both of you." Medlova stood from her sit and walked around Draco.

"Medlova, you know I am gay. And you are my friend; I care for you but only as a friend. And besides you are a Malfoy you are a relative." Draco reasoned out.

"Ah yes, the Malfoy blood. But you see we may have the same blood running thru our veins but it doesn't mean we are relatives." She smiled evilly. "You see, you have a sister, a BASTARD SISTER, we were hidden from the public eye but for a complete different reason of course. To make the long story short, I almost died, I need blood, and she has so many, she gave some to me and we became friends. But her death is not my doing,," Medlova said to a very surprised blonde, she was sad for a moment but she smiled when she faced Draco.

"She was the one who saved me?" Draco whispered still not believing every word that was said.

"Yes, she saw you badly wounded and bleeding. She was a healer and instincts made her apparate you with her."

"Please leave my son out of this,"

"Don't you ever wonder why Harry never found you? I placed a glamour charm around this place everybody could see it except for him. And don't you ever wonder why he is not asking you about your son? Why his eyes are green? Another glamour charm, but in Hogwarts only you could see the real color of your son's eyes. A very powerful glamour charm, made of blood and dark arts that nobody could feel it because of blood and the power because of the dark. It really pays to have a Malfoy blood and be Voldemort's child." She smirked at him.

"Draco!" Harry appeared from outside and tried to get in the room but was stopped by an invisible shield. "Draco kill her now!"

"But having a connection by blood have its down side too. Only you or your son could kill me, but by the looks of it, it is only you who have that chance. You see dear love, I believe you have felt my control of the magic in this room, and I could also feel that you are fighting it. And by fighting it you would be able to use magic but you see, you can only use magic once, choose wisely love, is it to kill me and in the process kill you son because I will release him, you are not that close to him to be able to catch him. Or save your son. Choose love...wisely," she said while looking at Harry who tries to put down the shield that was brought up.

"MEDLOVA! I am here, it is me who you need, and it is me who killed your father! Kill me!" Harry shouted from outside.

"Oh and who told you it is you who I want to kill, hmmm?," Medlova said will gleam in her eyes.

"Harry, just back off!" Draco warned fearing for the life of his son, but Harry didn't moved from where he is standing.

"Oh okay don't worry since you are insistent, I will kill you next after Jamison. It will surely be my pleasure." Medlova laughed at her foreseen victory.

"Draco!" Harry shouted desperately.

"Do you think Harry that Draco will entrust his son's life to you? Would you Draco?" She asked happy at the thought that she used the blonde's weak point, that is not to trust Harry.

"Draco, trust me I will save your son..." Harry said pleadingly.

"I am so sorry Harry."

"Harry, it looks like Draco has already decided." Medlova is smiling triumphantly.

"I am so sorry...I trust you...save my son!" Draco shouted, and Harry ran as fast as he can to be able to have a short distance from Jamison to be able to save him using magic. While Draco spunned around caught Medlova by surprise and shouted, "Avada Kedavra!"

After a course of green light Draco saw her lifeless body on the floor and all the magic melting out. Draco ran as fast as he can towards Harry and his son. He saw Severus and the others running towards their way also, it seemed that like Harry they were trapped in a room and wasn't able to go out.

"Jamison!" Draco cried out.

"Daddy, you are here," The boy said and cried out of fear.

"Jamison..." Harry was prevented to continue when the boy looked at him.

"His eyes..." Hermione gasped.

"It is green," Snape said his tone is between asking and stating a fact.

"Just like his Daddy's," Draco whispered kissing his son's forehead.

"Just like mine," Harry said absently.

"Yes, just like yours. Just like his Daddy's," Draco sat his son up urging him to go to Harry. The boy got up still a little shaken and Harry instinctively spread his arms welcoming him into an embrace.

"I had a son."

"You still have one."

"I think it would be best for all of us to get back to the castle. Severus please activate the port key," Hermione said teary eyed.

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"All of you alright?" Mc Gonagall asked when the group have settled down to sit.

"Yes, I think we all are except for young Mr. Malfoy here. I'll take him to Pomprey if the two of you..." Severus was cut short by Harry.

"Severus thank you for the offer, but I think I would like to accompany my son to the infirmary," Harry stated taking the boy with him, Draco silently followed.

"Since when Harry became the boy's father." Mc Gonagall inquired.

"Since he was born. That Draco still have to explain to us, I mean to Harry," Hermione said looking at door being silently closed.

After a few hours both Harry and Draco came down silently from the blonde's room. They have waited for Jamison to sleep peacefully before they left him. Both settled at the Headmistress room, all were silent daring not to ask the first question to Draco.

"I guess all of you were wondering how Jamison became his son," Draco started receiving a nod from all present, "the day of the war, the day that you left me Harry...to get help. One more reason why I am so scared and was hurt that time because I feared for my-our child's life. I just learned about my pregnancy I was about to tell you when Voldemort attacked until I was not given a chance to tell anymore. Too many blood was lost and the person who saved me was my sister."

"You had a sister?" Harry asked.

"Yes I have, she is a squib. She is a healer though using muggle methods. I need blood and she gave me the reason why Jamison and me survived. But it affected our son, haven't you noticed at 11 years old he still acts like he is much younger?" Harry nodded. "That is because of the too much blood lost, at least I think that is better than having a son with one eye, but that doesn't mean I will love him less."

"Yes, that doesn't mean I will love him less." Harry echoed Draco's words.

"I am so sorry Harry, if I nursed this anger towards you."

"It is not your fault, I am sure Medlova has a hand in it too. One way or the other." Harry reassured Draco by draping his arm across the blonde's shoulders and pulling him closer.

"Yeah she really doesn't want us to be together anymore, that is why she did all of those glamour, but unfortunately only you who will not be able to see the place not the school owls. That is why I owe you a lot Severus for appointing me to be a professor." Draco nodded towards his mentor.

"Draco you are a brilliant student, that is the reason why I appointed you. My only regret is why I didn't appointed you sooner..." Severus said looking sad.

"Never your fault Severus, it was also my decision not to return yet to London," Draco said as he settled towards Harry's chest loving the warmth.

"I think everything is in place now. I assume you will not pull out your son anymore Draco?" Mc Gonagall inquired standing up ready to retreat towards her room.

"OUR son will not leave the school, Headmistress," Draco said while looking at Harry and smiled which the other gratefully returned.

"So I think we should end the day. Good night everybody," Hermione stood up also and went on her way.

"Funny she didn't asked me anything," Draco said pulling his lover up.

"Wait till you meet again tomorrow. You might not have a vacant time for your classes," Harry said chuckling softly embracing the blonde.

"So, I think everything is really in order now," Draco said walking hand in hand with Harry along the hallways.

"Yes. Well, except for one thing." Both stopped in front of Draco's room while Harry caressed his cheeks.

"Except for what Harry?" Draco inquired.

"We already have a son Draco. Do we really have to sleep in different rooms?" Harry asked and the blonde could swear that even in the dark the other blushed deep red.

"That can be arranged, we could levitate my son to the adjoining room or we could sleep on the couch together." Draco wiggled his eyebrows teasingly.

"I wonder what life our son would have. Will he get well?" Harry asked as Draco took sheets from his closet.

"I hope so Harry, I hope so. I don't want him to suffer," the blonde said looking at his son

"We will find a cure I know there is one. He is not badly affected, is he?"

"No, they said therapy would help him. He is undergoing therapy back in France, it is just I don't have time yet to look for a therapist here in London." Draco smiled as he prepared the sheets which he on the floor.

"Are you sure we are to sleep on the floor?" Harry asked wrinkling his nose.

"I don't want to be away from him just yet. After all that he has been through we need to be close to him just in case."

"That's not what I meant. We could conjure another bed you know."

"Oh okay." Draco grinned foolishly at what he was doing.

Harry conjured a bed and they have settled in warm entanglement of arms and limbs. Softly kissing reassuring for tomorrow and the future.

"We have to think about getting married you know," Harry said.

"I know. But for now let us sleep Harry," Draco said snuggling closer to the other.

"And we better have our own room, I can't stay like this just snuggling close to you much longer."

"Yeah, I know for the feeling. But a little sacrifice for our son."

"Yes, our son."

"Good night love. I love you." Harry place a lingering kiss at the blonde's forehead.

"I love you too, good night." Draco tighten his embrace at Harry and loosed it a minute later and they succumbed to a peaceful and complete sleep.

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