Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Sakura Drops ❯ Chapter 4: The summer rain that started to fall gently streaked past my tears ( Chapter 4 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Title: Sakura Drops
Author: DeityOfDeath
Archive: Yes please...
Pairings: Lucius/Harry/Severus
Category: Drama, romance, slash
rating: NC-17/R
Spoilers: Most likely.
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Rape, Non-con, Mpreg SPOILERS!
Disclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Harry Potter or its chars. They are property of JK Rowling and major companies.

Note from Author: Thank You for reading and supporting fan fiction! Enjoy and please review!

The chapter titles are translated lyrics from the song "Sakura Drops" by Hikaru Utada.

Sakura Drops

Chapter 4: The summer rain that started to fall gently streaked past my tears

I heard the many whispers of what I was betting would be a small group of people and I was surprised by how many of the voices sounded familiar. I kept my eyes closed and silently listened to each person speak, imagining faces in my minds eye. I saw lots of red heads, a few with freckles and one brunette girl and when my curiosity had gotten the best of me I opened my eyes and saw just that. Huddled around my bed stood the brightest group of red heads that I had ever seen; a brushfire of hair.

They all seemed familiar and yet I had no idea who they were. I felt bad because of this fact but they didn't seem to care. They all gathered around and smiled brightly. A large and motherly looking woman approached with the kindest expression, her arms looking empty and looking like she wanted to pull me into a large hug but afraid of my reaction. I smiled as brightly as I could and moved to sit up in the all too familiar hospital bed, from which my name plaque hung and held open my arms. I saw her smile brighten and it filled those big expressive eyes of hers making me feel as if I had done the right thing and she wrapped her arms around me and squeezed me close in those motherly arms and against that comforting bosom that she had so much of. I was squeezed against her and I felt a sense of rightness and happiness deep down inside and I knew that this was just like I had done it a million times.

She let go and looked down at me with watery eyes and we both laughed as we wiped at our watery eyes causing those around us to chuckle.

"It's been a while Harry, dear. We were so worried about you. I knew you were still alive. I may not be your real mother but you are as much my son as Ron and I am never wrong when it comes to the health of my children," She said with a bit of pride and a bright smile.

"Molly...you might want to introduce yourself to him. If what Poppy tells us is true then he probably has no recollection of who we are," said a small and kind older man with the same red hair as the others.

"Oh, Merlin forgive me! Yes, I suppose we all should reintroduce ourselves. Oh, that will be a lot to take in, in one day," she said with a large smile that caused her cheeks to dimple and a small laugh at herself and her family.

I smiled and felt that familiar feeling again. It felt as if I had known this family most of my life.

"Well...I suppose I'll start. I'm Molly Weasley and this is my husband..."

"Arthur Weasley. Glad to see you again and alive and well Harry," said a very kind and gentle looking balding ginger haired man.

"It was then that two of the older looking young men stepped forward and grinned. One had long hair in a pony tail and the others hair was a bit shorter but with a rat tail hanging down his shoulders.

"I'm Charlie," said the one with the rat tail extending a hand. I took his offered hand and shook it, noticing many calluses, burns and scars covered his palm and fingers with a few noticeable ones leading up his arms.

"You must do some hard labor," I said with a curious smile.

Charlie grinned down at me, "I study dragons in Romania."

A small memory of a large and very angry dragon guarding a gold egg entered my mind. It suddenly all flooded into my mind like some action movie. I saw myself but younger facing this large and frightening fire breathing beast that was called A Norwegian Ridge Back. I saw myself flying on a broom and nearly falling to my death multiple times and then I saw the triumph and felt the relief when I had accomplished my task of retrieving the golden egg that I knew to be a clue to something bigger and more dangerous.

"Harry? Harry, Dear? Are you alright?"

I blinked a few times and looked around me at the worried faces and put on a small smile for their benefit.

"I'm fine. Seems I remembered something about Dragons. A Norwegian Ridgeback if I recall and it was guarding a golden egg."

Charlie grinned and patted me on the shoulder, "Yeah, I was here helping to care for that one as well as the others."

I looked up at the other young man and asked, "You don't work with dragons too do you?"

"I'm Bill and no, I don't work with Dragons but I do turn furry once a month."

Things were slowly falling into place, "There's someone else here that has that same ailment isn't there? Someone who needed Severus' help with a Wolfs bane potion?"

"Ah, you're remembering Remus Lupin. He was a professor here for a year and one of your Dad's mates back in the day," said Bill.

"Was he also in "The Order"?"

Everyone looked surprised and I felt as though I had to clarify, "I remember bits and pieces and I have a few memories of us all talking at a place called Grimmauld Place and we were discussing 'The Order' and I remember that Lucius was called a spy."

"The Order is what we formed to go against Lord Voldemort. It was actually known as the Order of the Phoenix. And yes, Lucius and Severus were both spies who pretended to be loyal to the dark lord. Severus has been loyal to us for years but Lucius joined us the summer before the year you would have been a seventh year," said Arthur.

"Severus had always been very fond of Dumbledore but that doesn't explain why Lucius joined. You never did explain that to us," said a young ginger haired girl with an indignant annoyed pout.

"I suppose your old enough now Ginny to know the truth of it now the war is over with...," said Arthur.

"Lucius hated anything and anyone not pure as you all know and then he realized how wrong he was for following that psychopath when Draco was killed for not killing Dumbledore himself and Narcissa was killed in the first attempt to kill Draco," said Bill grimly.

"I remember all of us being at Grimmauld Place and suddenly there was a loud banging on the door causing Ms. Black's portrait to start screaming her usual rant about Mud bloods and traitors. It was Remus who answered the door and when it was opened there stood none other than Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy, both carrying the bodies of Narcissa and Draco," said the youngest ginger haired boy.

"And how did you see all of this Ronald!"

The young man gave a disgusted look at the name and grimaced, "Ron mom! I'm eight teen going on nine teen and I still get the awful first name treatment," mumbled the indignant young man who now had a name.

"Don't act like you're the only one Ron. I get William and Charlie still gets Charles," said Bill grinning.

"Back to the question Ron," scolded Ms. Weasley.

"I was cleaning the stairs like you had asked and when the banging on the door started Remus asked me to shut Mrs. Black up and just as I was coming down the stairs I saw the whole thing," stated Ron, who looked very glad to have an alibi.

"What Ron didn't see and you did was Lucius crying over Narcissa and Draco's bodies swearing revenge. It surprised us all to see the emotion in his eyes and the only reason you were allowed to see was because we made it your decision on whether to trust him or not. You surprised us all that day by allowing Lucius into the Order and not soon after we all noticed you and Lucius had developed quite the bond. Before we knew it you, Lucius and Sev were inseparable. You were bonded two months before the final battle. None of us are too sure what happened to you during the battle," said a frizzy haired young woman who seemed to be close to Ron and her very voice and manner made him smile.

"Hermione and I were facing off with a few of the death eaters when we saw this large green light surround most of the battle field that caused everyone to stop fighting," said Ron pulling Hermione closer.

"We turned to look and saw you and Voldemort locked in a heated battle the lingering forbidden spell hovering between your united wands. You both were struggling and then suddenly your powers backed away like a receding wave and then like a tsunami they crashed into each other causing an explosion. I remember screaming your name as Ron threw me to the ground and we both watched as you flew backwards engulfed by a large green light, the very same light that engulfed Voldemort incinerating him as well as blowing him to pieces along with any horcruxes he and others had with them that night," said Hermione.

"We searched for hours and hours became days and days weeks and week's months. We found pieces of your clothes, broken glasses with blood speckled across the lenses and your wand. Everyone refused to dig a grave or put up a memorial without more proof," said a teary eyed Mrs. Weasley.

"I'm glad I could return and I'm sorry you all have worried so much. I seem to be quite the trouble maker."

They all laughed and I wondered if the blast described to me was the cause of the many scars along my body and the loss of memory.

"We're trying to figure out something to help you get your memories back. Severus has returned to his potion making with vigor and Lucius is researching with all his might for a cure or solution. We suggested putting our memories into pensieves and having you experience them but Poppy says that could do more harm than good," said Ginny.

"We'll figure out something," said two boys at once.

I looked up at them and a memory of them testing treats on unsuspecting students surfaced as well as the memory of a very interesting store with the two of them running it.

"Fred and George. How's the store going?"

"That's Poppycock! How is it he remembers you two but not his best mates?"

"We're just more memorable than you," said one mockingly.

"Two faces that are identical are just easier to remember," said the other.

"That and you two are such trouble makers that its hard to forget you and people try not to for fear that if they don't avoid you like the plague that they'll end up your next victim," said Hermione scathingly.

"Awww...we love you too Hermione," both chorused.

"Well we've visited long enough. It's time for Nathaniel and Daniel's feeding. We'll be back later Harry," and with that Mrs. Molly Weasley began pushing everyone out of the room.

I sighed and lay back against my pillow. I hoped there was an easier way to remember everything other than the endless stories and the sudden bursts that either left him looking bonkers or girly because he passed out. Then he remembered another time when he had passed out on the floor of a train. Okay, he had fainting issues. Does that excuse give him a get out of embarrassment free card?

To Be Continued!

:wipes away sweat: Wow! A chapter per day. :gives self a treat:

Well I'm off to write on another fic.

Til Then! Kat