Kingdom Come | By : PeachDancer82 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 12800 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: All recognizable
characters and places belong to J.K. Rowling. Scholastic, Warner Bros, and all
of that other legal jive. Please don’t sue I’m broke, really I am! However if I
could I’d kidnap Draco and lock him up so I could totally ravish him. However,
as it is I can’t so…
A/N:
Special thanks to my beta
readers Shinri (check out her stories on ff.net they’re really good) and
Christaome ome of this is written in the Veelian Language and translations will
be at the end
Chapter
One:
Intro to Draco: Morning
“Are you sure you understand Draconis,” asked
Narcissa Malfoy, Crown Princess of the First House of Sorona of Velciara, the
kingdom of the Veelian people. The Crown Princess was escorting her son, Prince
Draconis Malfoy, Earl of Sorona of the 1st house from their living
quarters in the Northern wing of the Le palais de lum(1) (1) to the Royal Hall,
which was located in the south wing close to the entryway of the palace.
Tonight, at twilight, was to be his Barooc, the
Veela coming of age initiation, and the celebration of his impending
inheritance. It was dawn and the songbirds were already singing the morning
hymns as the Veelians made their way to the temple for morning worship. The air
was crisp as the wind blew in from the eastern mountain range that surrounded
the Veelian Valley.
Not having to sport the gelled back look
Draconis pushed a stray lock of silver-blonde hair that blew into his face,
rolling his eyes. “Mother, yes I’ve only been studying with Largos for the past
oh…17 years.”
Yes, Largos…” Narcissa trailed of. Largos Van
Weelan was the tutor for the First House. He was also the head steward to the
Royal Family.
While walking along side his mother through the
palace’s courtyard, passing servants going about their palace duties, Draconis
took the time to take in the scenery. Velciara was truly a beautiful place, it
also was home, second only to Malfoy Manor and the ancestral Lands of the
Malfoy clan. The fragrance of the multitude of plants that were strictly
inherent to the valley and the magical world ensnared the senses while
transporting one to a new height in sensory ecstasy. The soft crashes of the
crystal clear blue waters of the ocean that was to the south could be heard as
the surf edged its way onto shore. It was only a couple miles from bas base of
the palace to the shoreline. It housed a variety of different aquatic life from
the ordinary to the extraordinary. The splashes of the Dollipins, a magical
version of the dolphin, could be heard as they played in the morning sun, while
the flutter of swan’s wings could be heard overhead as the flew into the dawn.
Sighing softly, Draconis was reluctant to leave
for school again especially now with his magnetic powers about to be released.
He wasn’t looking forward to the upcoming onslaught of sexual tension that was
inevitably going to be his constant companion until his bonding. He had been
looking forward to this day for all of his life. He’d been studying the Barill,
Vee Veelian sacred text, determinedly since he was 12. Every Veela child at the
age of 17, when they come into their inheritance, must recite the Barill for
the incantation of the texts would unlock their powers simultaneously
proclaiming their place as adults in the Veelian society.
Memorizing the ancient Veelian tongue
incantation that would be recited during the ceremony had been tough but
Draconis was determined to prove himself to the subjects of Velciara. The whole
kingdom was to be present during his Barooc, the initiation rite, which was to
be held in the Temple. The celebration party was to be held at the palace with
the four Nobel Houses of kingdom.
Velciara’s kingdom was run in a semi-democratic
fashion. They held elections for the three council seats and split the authoritative
power of the government between the Nobel houses. The first house, the House of
Sorona, from which Draconis and his family belonged, was the royal house. The
second house, the House of Adonis, controlled the Executive branch of the
government, the third house, the House of Cupid, over Legislative branch, and
the fourth, the House of Napal, which ran the Judicial branch.
The Initiation rite of the 1st house
royals always is an important affair for the kingdom, and the prince’s was to
be spectacular, rivaled only by the rite of Narcissa, the last royal to have
been initiated. Draconis, his parents and accolades, a group of his Veela peers
(4 childhood friends who were to represent the remaining three Houses) were to
perform the ritual. The rite when preformed would appeal to the goddess
Aphrodite, the Veela matron deity, better known as the Greek Goddess of love,
who just happened to also be the Mother of all Veelas. The unleashing of his
powers signaled his readiness to be welcomed into the fold as a fully endowed
Veela.
All Veela youths recite the ancient text and
perform a blood ritual at a sacred site. The Amore Aldais(2), the temple in
which Draconis was performing his rite, was built in Mediterranean style and
was open aired, like most of the buildings in Velciara, but it wasn’t a mere
temple. The structure was built to the standards that could rival the the great
cathedrals of Europe and twice as beautiful. What with the magic that
surrounded and flowed through the very mortar of the building’s bricks, the
entire place oozed power and beauty.
The patter of the Crown Princess and the young
Prince’s sandal covered feet echoed off the roofless corridor of the walkway as
they descended a flight of stairs, leaving the Royal Tower and private quarters
in which they lived when they stayed in Velciara. The royal pair walked in
silence immersed in their own thoughts each contemplating what today’s events
would bring and what it would mean.
For Narcissa, it would mean she would almost be
ready to take her place as Queen, for the Veelian society was founded on a
matriarchal system. It also meant her baby was going to be a man. Sighing, the
Crown Princess thought back to the days when her Dragon took his first steps
and spoke his first words and true to the universal form of motherhood her eyes
began to tear.
For Draconis, his thoughts were on his Barooc
and what it would mean. Remembering the quote Largos loved to regale anytime he
slacked off on his lessons ‘The Rite of Barooc’ symbolizes the crossing of the
bridge of childhood to adulthood and the initial induction into Veelian
society’. Laughing to himself the prince could almost hear his tutor’s voice as
he pronounced these words with a whimsical air. Feeling almost beside himself
with anticipation and acute anxiety. Draconis steeled himself for any and all
that was coming his way both today and in the future.
As the two caught sight of the large set of oak
doors with golden accents that adorned the entryway to the great hall, Draconis
was brought out of his musings when his mother stopped and sed ted to
straighten out the non-existent wrinkles out of his robe. In the true style of ancient Greece from which many of the Veela
customs was modeled after, the tunic was made of light white linen with silver
trim. Draconis had grown to an impressive 6 feet and over the years, and he
developed the slim, well-toned physic of a swimmer that was the standard Veela
stature. The garment and cape came down to the prince’s mid-thigh while the
gold sandal’s ties came mid-calf. The fabric itself hardly ever wrinkled.
However, seeing as how his mother looked a little nostalgic, as she
straightened the folds of the sheer silver cape and readjusted the silver claps
on his shoulders and straightened the silver reef of leaves that served as a
crown on his head, the blonde haired prince decided to indulge his mother’s
whims. Especially seeing as how they were about to enter audience with the
Queen and King.
“Alright my dragon, remember your manners,”
Narcissa began as she looked over her own similar formal attire (although the
length of the tunic was down to her feet) making sure she was
presentable.
“Yes, muma,” Draconis interrupted in a low
annoyed tone,” You know, Nanu and Patut, aren’t really that particular.”
The prince’s maternal grandparents, the Queen
and King of Velciara, were well loved by all. Naditila Du Barbarac, a lively
elderly woman, reigned with a loving but steel grip on her subjects. True to
Pure Veela form she was not one to be crossed. However, she was always one to
listen. Draconis simply loved his grandmother who he affectionately called
Nanu, which means Grandmother in the Veelian tongue.
Draconis’ Grandfather, Pramone Du Barbarac, who
was similarly endowed with an endearing name from the Veelian tongue, Patut,
was a stately man. He had an air about him that was of a scholar. Both his
parents were each half Veela and half human. His mother’s mother was from the 2nd
house and married a French wizard. While his Father’s mother was a witch whose
lineage was that of the Snape line and his Father’s Father was a pure blooded
Veela from the third house. Draconis’ Grandfather had gone to Hogwarts like his
mother and had decided to send his daughter, Narcissa also, where she met
Lucius Malfoy, who was himself a half-blooded Veela.
Giving her son a stern look “I know Draconis,
but the council is in there,” Narcissa supplied to her son, “your grandparents
had a meeting this morning.”
“What?” Draconis answered with the beginnings
of a pout forming on his marble sculpted features.
“I know how you feel about them, le asa (3),
but remember to give due respect where due respect is deserved.
“Yea, ‘Deserved’ being the definitive word.
Merlin and Adonis, couldn’t we just wait until they are finished?”
“Rolian won’t bother you. Just stay out of his
way and your paths will cross without a hitch.”
The silver prince’s features contorted into a
contemptuous scowl at the mention of the councilman’s name “Its not so much
what he does or says to me its how much strife he causes and the stress he puts
on Nanu and PatPat in that bothers me,” Draconis grumbled. The mere insinuation
at the impending confrontation that was sue to be taking place, Dampened the
blonde’s mood exponentially.
“Your Grandparents can handle themselves and
Rolin, Draconis, it is of course their job,” Narcissa replied, although the
thought brought her down as well.
The prince’s eyes were flashing now. The
inevitable meeting with the army’s representative to the council, had brought
an even deeper scowl across his face as he began to brood. Not only was said
councilman a hard, disagreeable man. Rolian Par Gibbs had real problems.
“Draconis, are you even listening to me?” The
Crown Princess’s voice cut across the prince’s thoughts like a knife.
“Muma, of course Draco is listening,” a deep
tenor voice intoned from behind Narcissa, startling her. Lucius Malfoy smirked
teasingly and continued as he closed the distance between his family and
himself with a sauntering gait. "Our Dragon will the perfect little
prince, won’t you son?”p;
(1)
Palace of Light
(2)
Hall of Love
(3)
My love
This is my first fic so please be nice. Um…the first few of
the chapters are going to be alternating between Harry and Draco so I can
introduce all the characters and set up the plot. Yes they will be at Hogwarts
later. Everything will be the same I just gave a little history and backround
to Draco and the Veelas. Time will speed up once they get to Hogwarts.
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The house set up to the veelas is based on “Spellmaster” by :
babychan on adult-fanfiction.org (check it out its good)
Well I’m finished my ranting… please read / review let me
know what you think. The next chapter should be out in a week. Thanks for
reading, chao.
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