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The art of learning and forgetting [1.1]

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Drarry Title: The Art of Learning and forget
Author: ladyvoldie
Beta : SIREM
challenging : mirita23 Harry is raised by the Dursleys but a orphanage (run away from home as a boy or something) and the magical world you lose track. Has another big name, Evans or q comes to mind. Voldemort returns to the magical world are at war but the Death Eaters Harry have to win. For some reason the war Draco escapes and flees to the muggle world. Harry and Draco enter a boarding school to study art in the Muggle world (Harry Draco studied literature and drawing / painting) where they share a room. Draco does not know q but he is Harry Potter when Harry begins to suspect it has flashes of uncontrolled magic and then decide whether Draco is q quit without knowing anything about the wizarding world, deliver Voldemort (or if you change sides) take the magical world to crack down Voldemort. (Read challenge only if it is very curious, please. I do not want unwanted spoilers)
Disclaimers: All characters and the world of Harry Potter belong to Rowling. The idea of Miri, and narration, mine. XD
Rating: PG-15 for now
Warnings: Alternate Universe Summary
: Art, they say, goes back and forth while the clock is ticking, as human society elapses along ages. Light periods, and periods of darkness. One arises from the other, then back to relapse. Is a constant to and from optimism and pessimism that never Pora avoided. Draco Malfoy will learn that lesson very far from Hogwarts.

Prologue - PREHISTORY

was barely a vague memory in his head. I could not focus images that played at the door of your conscious part.

Just

was four years old when it happened.

children at that age, just a project of awareness are living in an instinctive nature. They learn by imitation, comprising at work already.

so sudden That situation did not understand at that time or later, much later, until a few years ago. Recalling trying to float images as children had lived, but that he was out of hand.

was scared. I felt the fear of another person. Understood as if it were his own.

At that time did not know who influenced the terror that had torn the heart.

her mother's voice, clear in his mind:

"Please ... Lucius, marchémonos.

His voice remained perfectly clear, but Draco, being a child purely instinctive actions, had admitted a tinge of dubious nature.

- ... I will be fast, Narcisa. Do not you understand? We may never see a better situation!

His father seemed pleased. Her words were a joy so extreme that bordered on insanity.

What did they talk? Draco was hiding behind the legs of his mother.

I remembered. The heat shield of the body of his mother, who clung tightly while shaking. I was scared, afraid his father, and Narcisa had noticed it.

was a child, smaller than Draco, or so it seemed, a few steps from where they stood, leaning against the snakes terrarium Muggle zoo where Draco had taken the little that day.

The other child, pequeñoy dark, watched with open eyes wide. Lucius looked at his father.

-Avada ...

- No!

Draco felt the denial of his mother as his own. I did not want. Do not know nothing was happening, but still did not want to happen.

just ... afraid.

"We must kill the child, Cissy ...

His father grunted, releasing anger and madness. He had approached the child stranger, who was fully engaged against the glass, unable to retreat further away.

-Potter ... do not be afraid ...

Draco closed his eyes. I was terrified.

- No!

had shouted Lucius, Draco opened his eyes and discovered that the boy had disappeared.

Suddenly, the fear of her body came in the form of large tears that had been retained in their eyes all the time.

ooo

"I had fear. He's gone because you've scared, Daddy. "He remembered later wept when his mother managed to calm him down.

He had understood the terrible fear that another child had been.

was pure instinct.

I had not understood at the time, a child of 4 years can not disappear and so, without magic, with the familiar "plop."

"I was so afraid to have escaped."

So he felt é l. With so much panic that would have been hidden.

ooo

studies and findings in the current era and show evidence of the oldest human consciousness.

The first idea of "art" is known, are found in small sculptural objects, small pieces of magic look older minds revered and used.

Most of the time representing the symbol of fertility.

survival.

Magic, Draco discovered years later, also emerging as a small deployments of pure innocent animal instinctive nature. Children are prone to collapse, damaged and exposed to danger unknowingly.

Many of these dangers are avoided in the vast majority of magical children through the magic they possess.

ooo

The name "Harry Potter" began to enter his head shortly after that episode quickly missed, burying him in the depths of their memories.

"If that day ...

was the tagline that so often heard in his father during his childhood. He personally did not remember that happening in the Muggle zoo, at least not enough to really remember as it was in reality. Fear, excitement, the boy, his face, his eyes ... I forgot everything.

All I knew, through the voice of that tagline so often repeated, is that something happened when he was younger, something about a boy named Harry Potter.

seemed to be someone important.

Draco could not quite understand why.

had often read the history of magic from ancient times to contemporary times. Harry Potter's name appeared at the very end in the most recent books, chips until posterity as the only person who had survived to an Avada Kedavra.

Remarkable, indeed.

But for his father meant more than that. For Ely for most of the magical community that Draco had known to his eight years.

"If that day ...

... would have killed him, now would not have lost view.

The phrase always ends the same.

He had heard his friend his father, called Snape, once a few months after the accident.

Dumbledore, a powerful wizard, he had lost track of the boy named Harry Potter.

That event seemed to be very important, had completely altered his father, as well as London.

ooo

In art, first impressions, in life, the instincts.

Then, the reasoning and symbols.

There

to Draco, the reality around him. Nothing could deny what he saw as truth. Except that symbol meant that the name Potter.

It had become a myth.

in something so far, that bordered on unreality.

Harry Potter, important as it had been, was no more than a mere name in a few pages of the books he studied as a child.

For Draco, I was nobody.

ooo

Draco has memories of the impressions that marked his childhood.

Lucius Malfoy meant to him something so perfect and unattainable slowed her heart every time I was around, to keep his father distracted detail with beat.

His father looked at him and Draco smiled, happy to have focused their attention.

Being in love with his own father was somewhat questionable, but perfect and clearly inevitable.

The excitement that this caused him was so deep in their bones, that even now he could remember, scratched under his skin tight. Grow with it and stay in your body for years the years, as recorded in the damp walls of the caves, scratched by the sharp tip of a stone.

The memory of the missing child is also embedded inside, but had lost the image reference.

Fear.

His mother hugging protective. His cuddling cuddly. His sweet words. Those smiles that both could say "good morning, Draco" and "not worry" or "not pay any attention to your father." Because with a simple look, Draco understood everything.

His love.

Draco is eleven, and all that will seem silly. Is greater, will go to Hogwarts. You do not need the farewell pampering takes days giving his mother.

just need their eyes for approval.

Slytherin is just as his father told him it was. Perhaps a little more realistic than the hype that Lucius used to tell when he was younger.

ooo

Remember your first year as a time full of changes in your life.

His father had taught him to always be the best, her mother how to do without being a stupid Ravenclaw.

The first day of school his name is already questioned. He defended tooth and nail in clashes against the poor of the Weasley every time they break into his path. Mudblood spat barbarians who dared to even look at him as he had learned that should be a Malfoy.

the fun back to the nest of snakes with his appearance at Hogwarts.

came home with the cup of the houses earned, and for Slytherin Quidditch Cup again although he had not played.

Shortly before the end of the course, there was an uproar in the castle which failed to discover its nature.

"Something wrong, Draco. Stay tuned from now, "was the terse answer that Professor Snape ended the conversation when he went to ask curiously

Now that volvíaa home, he understood.

ooo

During that summer, his father came and went through the house with a big smile mysterious Draco was thinking about what might have happened that was so important to his father.

His mother was unable to answer, but gave him a look more doubtful.

"Son, you know what the Philosopher's Stone? Lucius asked one night.

Of course he knew.

"Everything will be better from now on, my son. Be prepared for new times.

Draco felt again the fear I had felt in his childhood. The eye of his father was so expressive that dreaded seeing it on a Malfoy. Something was afoot, and there seemed to Snape and his father felt the same about it.

Again, the damn character appeared nonexistent.

- ... the Potter boy killed the Lord? the end, Dumbledore know to what he faces.

The day I returned to Hogwarts, his father was dismissed with an order that cleared all doubts.

"No volverása Mansion this year, son. I will be very busy with the preparations ...

And he had smiled accomplice, as if to tell him everything. And it had been.

Lord Voldemort had found the Philosopher's Stone should keep hidden Nicolas Flamel.

The second year of school was absolute silence.

ooo

The animals depicted in cave paintings follow a certain convention that calls into question the naturalness of the art.

large wild animals like mammoths and bison, were always represented in profile, with a realistic shape. Instead, the deer always appeared in front, with a rather symbolic representations or universal.

This meant that the animals taken important profile, highlighting its wild and untamed nature. Yet, sheep and goats were an extension of beings equal and uniform, without any strength of their own.

Draco realized this while leafing through the pages of a history book, ignoring the professor Binns.

A portrait of the late He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did forty years, in profile, in great detail in ink and stroke. A fierce and firm profile, denoting a strong knowledge of magic. Under his figure, outlines of what were once the Death Eaters wore masks over his face.

King profile, the pawns in front.

seemed a graphical representation of a human chess board.

Draco could imagine homologous to the image I was seeing. Across the board, the white pieces attacking and defending. Pawns, facing the enemy. Livestock. Important parts are sheltered behind them and attacked them with great compatibility.

what Draco was not sure was whether the Order of the Phoenix was the part of the peons or the figures. Dumbledore was the undisputed king.

When he finished his second year, and returned to Wiltshire, his doubts were erased completely.

ooo

Lord Voldemort had returned to life through the power of the Philosopher's Stone, but he needed a body which maintain that life. For more than a year, went into hiding while recovering his strength.

Draco gave repulsive to think that the being who had become a principle he had spent all that year at home, even before, when he still had not left.

When he arrived at the Mansion, the disgust he felt almost staggered, finding the dark figure of the Lord sitting in the living room in which, fortunately, only his father was.

The Lord had recovered the human figure that was before the child dying from Harry Potter, but still as old as time.

Draco had been standing at the door, totally petrified at the sight that lay open before him. The Dark Lord sat in the big chair that used to be the exclusive property of his father, who was at his side, in a smaller chair. Standing, as guardians, were a bunch of hooded figures that Draco did not hesitate to appoint as Death Eaters.

all looked at him.

-can serve ... "murmured the voice must belong to the Lord, but did not seem too sure of his words.

Draco had never felt so disgusted and humiliated like that day.


Continued on Part Two

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