Chapter 81: 17
52Chapter 17
Chapter 17:
Draco's POV
Harry had been silent since they entered the library. The Gryffindor had spent the first 20 minutes or so searching the rows of books for any on submissives or inheritances. He found only one, Draco had seen the frustration on the other teen's face when he grabbed the single book and slunk away to the back of the library where he wouldn't be bothered as he read it.
Draco hopped the other boy found some useful information, he felt slightly bad for not having the right knowledge to help the emerging submissive.
Now while Potter's mind was stuck on what was going on with him, Draco was focused on trying to find a way home. He understood why the other boy was sidetracked but he also knew he couldn't allow himself to be. If he did they could wind up stuck here, and Draco had no intention of living through his parents misery and mistakes.
He sighed and strolled down another row of books. So far he found nothing useful. There was a book on time turners, the same as at Flourish & Blotts. Two books on the theory of time travel, he wasn't sure of their usefulness but took them just in case.
The only spell he had found that affected time was one that could slow time around an enemy. He wasn't sure if it would help but it was at least useful to know, so he wrote it down.
He sighed walking down the next row, even the room of requirements hadn't had anything of help. It seemed the room had tried. Giving him books on the theory of time travel as well as the invention of time turners but nothing on actually time travel being possible.
Which left him with one option. The Restricted section. If he had been home there were a number of professors he could have asked for a pass to the closed-off section, but he hadn't had the time to make an impression on the professors here.
He started working out a plan as he made his way towards where he saw Potter last.
He found him sitting on the floor, pushed back into a far corner before the last row. The other teen was sitting with the book he found on his lap, staring at it blankly.
"What?" Malfoy asked.
"It is separated by known family and creature. If I don't know what I am, I can't read up on it." Potter sighed and closed the book. "I skimmed over a few of them, but they are all different. I'll check it out, and keep looking maybe I'll be able to figure it out. Any luck?"
"No," he said, sticking his hand out to help the other off the floor, because no way in hell he was sitting on the floor. "I need to find a way into the restricted section. I'll probably have better luck in there."
"I might have an idea for that," Potter said as he stood up.
Draco raised his brow. Wondering what kind of plan the other teen had in mind.
He watched as Potter rolled his eyes. "Give me a little while to see if it will work."
"Whatever," he muttered. "Now what?"
Harry's pov
Malfoy wasn't happy when he told him that he needed to go back to his common room, alone. The blonde had huffed at him impatient then stomped off. Harry understood it, Malfoy wanted to go home. Harry did too, kind of. He was still angry at his ex-friends and the headmaster, and he was tempted to just stay here and let them suffer their fate, whatever it might be without him, but there were too many innocents that would suffer as well. So, he knew he couldn't stay.
He entered the common room, grateful to see it full of mostly younger years. He headed straight for his room, and took a relieved breath when the room was empty. He felt guilty for what he was about to do. But he and Malfoy had to get into the restricted section, and he knew only one way to do it unnoticed.
He snuck over to James's bed and ran his hand along the top of the trunk at the end. It held the Potter crest, which Harry had only learned about when he saw it and asked the other Potter about it. When his hand slide across the etched symbol the trunk hummed, then there was a click and the trunk came open.
It seemed even through his glamours the magic in the family mark recognized him. He was going to have to get Mafloy to teach him how to add it to his own stuff when they got home.
It didn't take long to find what he was looking for; the soft cloak was folded nicely at the bottom. Harry picked it up and held it close, thinking about all the times this very cloak would help me. He smiled and closed up James's trunk. Slipping the cloak over him, he easily slipped out of the dorm.
It didn't take long for him to find Malfoy. The blonde was still in the library reading a book Harry didn't recognize. Harry slipped behind the Slytherin and poked him on the shoulder.
The blonde jumped and looked around. Harry had to cover his mouth to hide his laugh. He waited until Malfoy settled down before doing it again. This time Malfoy stood up from his seat and actually searched the area around him. It took a minute before the blonde made to sit back down but Harry poked him in the ribs before he made it to the chair.
"Dammit Potter," the blonde hissed, his arms swinging out to try and find him. "I know it's you."
Harry laughed and grabbed Malfoy's wrist dragging the blonde between the rows of books. Then he slipped off the cloak.
"What the hell is that?" Malfoy said, reaching out and running his fingers along the fabric.
"My father's cloak," Harry whispered. "It is or will be the only thing I inherited from him. Or the only thing I knew I inherited."
As he talked he watched Malfoy's fingers disappear as the blonde slipped them under the cloak.
"It's an invisibility cloak. I thought they were a myth." The Slytherin looked so awed that Harry didn't have it in him to rush him along. He let Malfoy fiddling with the cloak for a few more minutes before the blonde seemed to come back to himself and slip it over his shoulders, pulling Harry in with him.
Harry hadn't realized how much bigger he had grown since he first got the cloak. He and Malfoy had to stay close to make sure they were both covered. When they reached the restricted section, Malfoy pulled out his wand and whispered a spell, Harry didn't know. The lock came open with ease and they slipped inside.
Malfoy pulled the cloak off them and handed it back to Harry, gently and with respect. Harry noticed with surprise. It made him smile. He folded it over his arm and took off in the opposite direction of the other boy.
Half an hour later, he heard his name whispered and made his way towards where he could hear Malfoy moving around.
"I think I found something," Malfoy started the second he was close enough.
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