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Heir to the Throne	By : Kaya_Winn Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 12341 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Heir to the Throne

Chapter 13

Meetings

Harry sat in the common room of the founder’s quarters, sprawled across the chair sideways so his feet hung over the arm rests, examining the room. Using magic, he and the house elves had spread the room, making it much, much larger to accommodate all of the people, and creatures, that would be showing up. It was nearly the size of the great gall, that was good, they where going to need the room.

“It’s nearly time.” Tot informed Harry softly who nodded and moved to look at a clock on the mantle, wrinkling his nose a little. He was nervous, and he wasn't sure why. It wasn't as if he didn't already know everyone that was coming, maybe it was just that reason. He was going against everything he had ever known, and anything everyone he had invited had ever known.

He looked very different again, dressed in the finest material that he could afford- Tom, Blaise and Draco pitching in as an 'early birthday present', even though they'd all known that was a lie. His black dress robes, speckled with the palest of greens here and there, his personal crest, which he had stayed up the entire night making, a fox curled around a crown pressed into the shoulder of the robes.

He was mimicking Lucius again his back straight, when he wasn't slouched in the chair, his head high his long hair done up perfectly with potions, spells and tot's perfect fingers. He looked like the powerful wizard that he had become, and he felt like it too when he wasn't climbing the walls with nerves.

He groaned a little and watched the clock as the second hand ticked by, a simple tick, tick, tick, tick that slowly began to drive him mad. The first guests where to arrive at eight, he had arranged them so that they would arrive in smaller groups, and therefore, less chance of being noticed. The problem was, it was a minute past eight, where were his guests!?

Then the floor to his left slid open a long, black hairy leg sticking out of the temporary secret passage to allow the creatures from the forest to come to the meeting. Aragog had arrived, followed closely by Bane and Firenze who where clutching their bows nervously looking around, their hooves clicking against the stone as Harry leaped to his feet to greet them, the five house elves rushing forward grinning as they offered Aragog large goats and pigs, offering the Centaur fresh greens and vegetables, all of which where gratefully accepted. Firenze settled into the large grassy area that Harry had created for them gratefully settling down, gladly accepting the fruits and vegetables they rarely got in the forest.

“What is this about human?” Bane demanded crossing his arms, his hooves clacking angrily against the tough stone and Harry chuckled a little and gripped Bane's fore arm tightly in a traditional centaur greeting.

“Please, be calm.” Harry murmured. “This meeting will help us all. Centaur and wizard alike.” he promised and Bane nodded relaxing a little Firenze snorting a little as he clopped over to the corner to talk to Aragog who was silently stuffing himself. Harry smiled a little muttering softly to Tot to go and get some butter beers.

Ten minutes later the door swung open and Draco and Blaise entered the room gasping softly, cringing away from the giant spider. Luna and Neville coming in after them Neville squeaking in terror trying to grab Luna to pull her behind him, but she had already skipped into the room smiling softly as she hugged Harry and moved over to greet the centaur and the giant spider. The wizards hesitantly moving into the room as they realized no one was going to attack them.

“Hey Nev!” Harry chirped grinning as he flung his arm around the boy's shoulder. “Blaise, Draco.” he chirped as the House elves offered them candy, food, and butter beers. Next to arrive where the twins who leaped onto Harry laughing and rubbing his head playfully before descending onto Draco and snogging him relentlessly. Backing off only when Harry snarled at them making Blaise snicker and Draco blush, looking a little baffled.

“We only wanted one last snog before he becomes lost forever!” Fred complained pouting a little as Harry rolled his eyes and pushed the twins into their own seats shoving food in their hands and telling them to stay. The twins still sulking as they nibbled on their treats.

Harry had settled in between Draco and Blaise and were on their feet in an instant when a low snarl filled the room and two burly, rather hairy men entered, Fenrir first, who blinked as all six wizards in the room leaped to their feet their wands drawn and aimed at the werewolves who had come in, Tanhide entering just behind Fenrir snarling at the wands.

“Easy guys.” Harry ordered lowering Draco and Blaise's hands away from the two werewolves before he bowed lightly to Tanhide and Fenrir. “The wizards greet you with honor.” Harry murmured softly and paused, Tanhide looking startled as he glanced at Fenrir before bowing low to Harry.

“The Tawny pack greets you, young one.” Tanhide muttered back his head tilted a little as Fenrir bowed, repeating the greeting and clapping Harry on the back rather hard, smirking a little. “We brought you a surprise.” he admitted two men entering.

Their red heads immediately identified them as Bill and Charlie Weasley, the twins crying out with a mix of surprise, glee at seeing their siblings, and horror at having been caught, Harry whipping his wand out, ready to perform an instant memory charm and/or restrain the wizards that Fenrir had brought.

“Easy guys! Calm down!” Fenrir ordered both him and Tanhide moving to protect the two eldest of the Weasley brothers. “Their on our side. They want to help Harry.”

“Please calm down Harry.” Bill stated calmly. “We want to help you, were on your side. We swear we’ll even take wizards oath if that will make you feel better.” Harry hesitated and hissed in Parseltongue, cursing his bad luck but nodded and lowered his wand just as there was a loud POP and two goblins appeared. Leathergem and Griphook.

As Harry greeted them, shaking their hands and offering them food and beverages the secrete door slid open again, the same path that Aragog and the centaurs had come through and a young man, with a slight stubble across his cheeks slid in, his hair black and his eyes blue dancing with amusement.

“Am I late?” he asked his head tilted and Harry grinned shaking his head.

“Nope, right on time Mott.” he stated simply. “Or should I say Tom?”

“Now now, lets not give away my secrets now.” Tom teased smiling as he hugged Harry tightly. “It feels wonderful to see you in real life for the first time Harry, it really does.” Tom admitted tucking Harry's loose locks behind one of his ears before chuckling as he stuck his tongue out at the glaring Blaise and Draco.

There was a long, tense pause when there was a large CRACK, four of Harry's elves staggering from the effort of teleporting the massive Giant that took up most of the room, the giant’s beady bright eyes looking around as he sat down quickly in the large empty corner so he wouldn't squash anything.

“Greetings Gurg Grawmhime.” Harry stated bowing carefully to the giant, everyone else, including the Centaurs gaping at Harry with horror, how could they let such a blood thirsty thing into the meeting!?”

“Greetings.” Grawmhime muttered simply sitting there and Harry smiled a little offering the giant some food, which was declined and Harry coughed a little as he motioned for the others to settle back down.

“Were just waiting for one more person.” Harry admitted. “If you could all start taking your seats? He should be here shortly.” Harry admitted ignoring the way the twins kept throwing Mott half panicked looks, clearly expecting him to turn into Voldemort and start killing everyone, and ignoring the way the werewolves kept throwing Blaise half panicked looks. And all of the wizards who where throwing the Gurg rather terrified looks in between trying not to panic at the werewolves close proximity. Only Harry and Luna appeared completely calm.

“There's no need to wait.” a voice said stepping through the same passage as Tom, long catlike face and long pointed ears with hair that fell to his hips, mottled green and brown. The creature’s eyes where the same color as pine needles and his skin as pale as moonlight, A Forest elf, they where rarely seen by anything sentient, and certainly not out of their forest homes.

“Devlin!” Harry chirped wrapping his arms tightly around the elf before backing away and clasping the elf's wrist. “I am glad you could be here, Brother.” he stated nodding a little. “We have great need of your help.” Harry admitted once again causing everyone to gape at him.

“B…Brother!?” Draco finally managed to choke out and Harry smirked a little.

“Devlin is the leader of a Forest Tribe in the forest maybe five miles from where I live.” he explained. “I was out getting myself lost one night and found them by accident when I was like, six.” he admitted snickering a little. “The man took pity on me and we've been friends ever since.” he admitted and Devlin nodded.

“I adopted him into the tribe after his third year in Hogwarts, in an effort to protect him from… certain things.” the elf's Green eyes snapped to Mott, who shrugged a little. “I am going to be Harry’s liaison during the war.” the Elf explained looking amused at the gaping people all around him.

“Now that everyone is here I would like to begin” Harry admitted trying not to shake, this was even worse than when he'd started the DA club. At least his voice wasn't shaking, he sounded just as strong and in control as ever, more so actually considering he was rarely in control.

“First of all, to certain members of this meeting who where... not invited.” he stated his emerald green eyes boring into Bill and Charlie slowly gathering his confidence, spreading his power around the room as if trying to prove a point. “If I catch you, in any way trying to smuggle any of this information out to, certain people, I will modify your memories.” he stated simply. “Rather, I will erase them.” Bill and Charlie both nodded and Harry nodded as well, glad that they understood as he looked around at the assembly of people and creatures before him.

“Today marks a beginning.” Harry informed them all. “A brand new beginning for the wizarding world, a beginning I hope you will all help me in creating. Every creature you see in this room, Acrumantula to Giant, Wizard to Centaur, and werewolf to goblin, even the smallest of house elves to the largest forest elf. All of the people you see before you have been wronged in some way, or another. Some of you have been enslaved.” he stated indicating Tot and Leathergem. “Some of you have been classified as a 'dark creature'.” he indicated Fenrir and Grawmhime. “Some of you have been held back from what you are.” he stated indicating Neville and Luna. “And others are claimed as 'creatures' to be hunted and classified, rounded up and banned from wizarding society.” he indicated Aragog and the Centaurs. “Others don't even know how they have been wronged.”

Harry looked all around him at the shuffling, murmuring, people around him with an intensity that most of them where not aware that Harry had been capable of. Mott was nodding, Neville was staring at Harry wide eyed, Luna was smiling softly as if she found the whole thing amusing.

“Our world is slowly decaying, magic is dying, and the species that makes up our world are beginning to fade.” he stated simply. “Being restrained, restricted, and forced to live a specific way, or they are put down like rabid manticore or rampaging griffons.” he stated simply shaking his head. “If we don't conform, we are forced to, if we do not allow ourselves to, we simply vanish into the night. Anyone who apposes the wizards government, or Dumbledore, soon ceases to be a problem.” he stated simply, striding from one end of the room to the other his head held high, his back straight as he paced. “This has to change.”

“What are you suggesting Harry.” Bane suddenly demanded, prancing in place nervously and Harry smiled at him.

“I suggest we take back the freedom that we are owed! Fight against the society that forces us to bow our heads and hold us down until we surrender! I suggest, lady and gentlemen, that we enter the war as our own army. My army.” he explained running a hand through his hair. “I suggest that we all fight for what we deserve as living beings! The right to live, the right to survive, the right to exist!” he stated shaking his head hard. “How many times have you heard the word freedom, launched through the air from either side of this war!?” there was a brief smattering of talk as everyone tried to remember if Dumbledore or Voldemort had ever promised freedom for anyone.

“Neither of them has promised freedom, nor the right to live to anyone but wizards.” he stated simply shaking his head. “Forcing centaurs and forest elves to hide in their forests or risk being attacked or 'arrested', Forcing the giants and dragons and Acrumantula to hide wherever they can just for survival! Forcing creatures like werewolves, vampires, and other such creatures to be shunned, hated, and hunted for being born, or being attacked. Forcing house elves and Goblins to work for wizards, without so much as a thank you, going so far as to be spell the house elves, taking away their free will!” the wizards gasped loudly at hat last pat, Tot sitting in the middle of the room leaping to her feet.

“He’s not lying! When my mother was born, some five hundred years ago, my people where helpers, not slaves! We where like maids or assistants, and now were forced to work for wizards, and anytime we do something wrong we HAVE to cause ourselves injury, just to ensure we don't try to break through the spell!” she stated and Harry nodded as Bane let out a loud horse like wail of rage lifting his hooves to strike at the air.

“The centaur used to be free to go anywhere! Our elders remember days when we walked within the villages of wizards, friends and allies of each other, often talking and helping, but now when we try to leave our forests we are attacked, and often killed! And when we finally think we have found a home the wizards come and chase us out so they can live there instead!”

“Giant once peaceful.” Grawmhime suddenly grunted. “No longer… many bloods among ourselves. Much pain, much anger at the wizard who hunt us.”

“The werewolves where once respected as a community!” Fenrir suddenly yelled. “We where close knit packs that could live alongside humans! Easy! Now we have no one to teach us control, and we are hunted like animals, there are so few packs left that no one can even be sure that the werewolf even HAS emotions anymore!” Fenrir snarled lightly with rage.

“They hunt our families! Kill our children, murder our mothers and wives and care not that they have taken our lives away!” Tanhide continued. “As if we are beasts, like your rabid dog packs to simply be put down.”

“The goblins once only worked with the wizards when the wizards could pay. Now we work in the wizards mines, who steal our gold for themselves, we are forced to live in the underground and work for the wizards or we get no food, no clothes, and no shelter, As if we are slave workers to be whipped into obedience.” Leathergem stated fury in his voice.

“The dragons are being slaughtered, and so are the unicorn, griffons, hippogryphs, kelpie, anything and everything that has a magical property to it is being hinted to near extinction, even the unicorns are beginning to die out, not to mention the phoenix!” Charlie suddenly yelled leaping to his feet, closely followed by Bill.

“I've seen wizarding families starving to death because of the government! Taxes, laws, or they just had a marriage to a magical creature or half bread, werewolves are denied jobs, and anyone of half blood is forced to either work single specific jobs or starve to death! They have no rights, no way to protect themselves or survive!”

“So called dark creatures like myself.” Aragog murmured suddenly. “And the werewolves, even our hated enemy the basilisk, we are all hated for no reason other than being ugly, or eating humans as is our nature. We are not dark, nor evil, we only following the course that nature has picked for us. We are supposed to keep the wizard population from over running everything else, yet we are labeled as nasty and destructive, often called murderers. Even the banshee suffers the wizard’s wrath, and the mighty basilisk for which we have long fought has fallen by wizard’s hands.”

“That’s right!” Harry declared. “All of you have suffered losses and pains, all of you are being denied the capabilities of surviving. All of you have no way to stand up for yourself alone, but together we can do anything!!! No longer will we allow ourselves to be pushed around and shoved around, spat on and mocked! We can be strong together! We can fight in a war and win! We can fix the wrongs!” Harry stated his eyes blazing with fury and the room filled with cheers. Harry was very glad he'd put up all of those layers of silencing spells.

“So we just go to war, just like that.” Draco demanded. “Are you mad!?”

“Of course not.” Harry stated with a laugh. “I've had time to study, and dig through information.” he admitted shaking his head. “The things I tell you today are complete truth, and I will let anyone in this room put a truth spell on me to prove it.” Harry looked all around them and then nodded as Luna, Neville and the twins rose and each cast a truth spell on him, Harry shuddering at the sudden need to tell only the truth.

“Tell a lie.” Neville ordered his head tilted. “Try to tell us you’re twenty one.” Harry nodded and proceeded to gag and choke on the words he was trying to force out before in a rush declared that he was sixteen panting softly and shaking his head a little licking his lips nervously.

“The things I am about to tell you, I have spent days upon days gathering. The information I am about to share I have accumulated over months, some, even years. Much of the information is incomplete; I only know parts, but at this point, missing a few facts, is not going to change the over all picture.” Harry admitted swallowing hard as everyone continued to stare at him, wide eyed, bordering on horror. Harry looked all around him once again and bit his lip and glanced at Luna who nodded in encouragement, his nerves only making the people around him even more curious.

“Lady and Gentlemen, you have been lied to, deceived and tricked into believing things that are not true. There is someone who has been using you, lying to you and in fact he is still doing it with every passing day that this war goes on.” Harry informed them. “Dumbledore is a fraud and a liar.” the people around him gasped, startled looking shocked save, yet again Luna, and this time Neville who already knew.

“Dumbledore is using the war, and using us. All of us whether we know it or not. Some of us are pawns in his game of chess, lies whirling around our heads until were dizzy and merciless to his control. And that’s what he wants., Is control. Grindelwald, I know for a fact, once tried to stop Dumbledore, and as a result Grindlewald ended up dead. Grindlewald, was actually Dumbledore’s teacher, his mentor, his master as it were. Teaching Dumbledore everything he needed to know. Because Grindelwald at one point thought that Dumbledore was the resurrection of an ancient prophecy, but he was wrong.

“Ever since Grindelwald Dumbledore had quickly risen to the top, becoming one of the most powerfully influential wizards that this world has ever known, Dumbledore has silently eliminated strong magic, and is slowly killing magic, the magic that keeps our world alive, just so that he can continue his reign.” Harry admitted watching the people around him.

“While he was still a teacher himself he became aware of a prophecy, the very prophecy that caused Grindelwald to take him as a student, a prophecy stating that the Heir of Merlin, gone for centuries, will return and take the wizarding throne. Dumbledore couldn’t risk it, and took young Tom Marvolo Riddle under his wing, thinking the boy was the heir. Just like Grindelwald, Dumbledore was wrong.” Harry stated simply. “As the years went by Tom Riddle was slowly being driven mad, so that he would never be able to take control over Dumbledore. In the end, Tom Riddle, became Lord Voldemort, driven to insanity and kept there by legilimency.”

There was an outbreak of mutterings and murmurings, horror written across everyone’s faces as they gaped at Harry who nodded.

“Dumbledore knows better than to let someone like that tell the truth, so he falsely started a war, using Voldemort’s sign, the skull with a snake for a tongue, as a starting point to torture muggles, attack innocents, and blame Voldemort, who could do little to stop it. After a while though, Voldemort began to regain his sanity, and befriended two powerful wizards, who turned spy on Dumbledore. Lily and James Potter.” he informed everyone, more gaping, horrified stares. Mott smirked a little, He had shared all of this information with the boy himself.

“I do not know the events that happened, or how my parents turned out to die, all I know is that me killing Voldemort is a load of shit.” Harry admitted taking a deep breath. “And I know this for a fact, because Tom Riddle has been talking to me since the end of last year, after my god fathers’ murders. He is the only reason I myself am not insane right now, which I think is what Dumbledore wanted. I can’t be sure.” Harry admitted. “right now, he is very pleased in his thinking that I have become even more dependent on him, and reclusive to the rest of the world, excluding even my two best friends, who.. Aren’t very good friends I have to admit.” there was a small smattering of chuckles.

“Dumbledore is using this war, and using Tom Riddle in an effort to further his own gains and create himself a higher power. He is right now working on a way to make himself immortal, and if he succeeds the magical world is doomed forever.” Harry admitted shaking his head.

“Yes but how do you intend to fight him!?” Draco demanded, looking panicked and Harry smirked a little.

“Indirectly of course.’ Harry stated simply. “It has come to my attention, through a Seraphim, that the Heir of Merlin is among us right at this very moment. I am looking desperately for the Heir, who I think will be a boy, but that is just a hunch.” he admitted. “until I find him, I will be heading a third party of the war, known only as Lord Fox, to keep my identity a secret, and thus keeping myself close to Dumbledore, and him clueless.” Harry explained Bill grinning at Harry, impressed. “During this time we will be leading up to war, attracting common witches and wizards to our cause, that part will be easy.” Harry admitted. “The part that is not so easy, is gathering the others to our cause, the werewolves, the giants, the goblins, the mer-folk, the magical creatures, everyone and anyone.” he admitted shaking his head.

“Hardest, will be the house elves.” Tot admitted. “They are bound by very old magic.” Harry nodded running a hand through his hair pondering the choices he had.

“I honestly don’t think we can save the elves, until after we’ve killed Dumbledore.” Harry admitted sighing softly as Tot nodded. “Right now, I have contacted several pure blood families from around the world as Lord Fox, explaining to them in great detail what my plans are. Many of them have already agreed to help fund us. In two days time, Lord Fox, will be a world wide name.” he admitted. “With the help of muggles technology, owl post, and wizarding newspapers the name Lord Fox will be spread to every continent, and every wizarding town. No matter what happens, I intend to free every single species within the wizarding world, break the bonding spells, destroy the laws that prevent you from living your lives, and let you go where you please.” Harry admitted tossing his head proudly.

“Whether you agree to help in this war or not, it is happening, whether you help or not, we will fight for your kind! No matter how they help, or even try to hinder us, everyone has the right to live, and Dumbledore is starting to take that very right, away from us.” Harry admitted tossing his fist into the air. “The time of repression is over! And the fight for freedom begins! WHO’S WITH ME!?” Harry demanded smirking as a cheer went up, louder than anything he had ever heard; even the Gurg joined the cry this time, making the walls shake. There was only one person whose head was down, looking dismayed. Blaise.

“All of you, who will join this cause.” Harry began once the yelling had finished. “Will receive letters from myself, and Devlin.” Harry admitted indicating the Forest elf that had been silent throughout everything. “If you feel you cannot accomplish the tasks that we ask of you, please, do not try to do them. First and foremost is safety, I don’t want people hurt, and I want as little casualties as possible.” he admitted and everyone nodded. “Then I hope you have a good night, and I eagerly wait the day, when we can put Dumbledore down, the very way he has us.”

Harry smiled a little as another cheer rounded through the room and he stood, clearing his throat. “Thank you all for coming today, please have a good night.” he offered smiling as Blaise stood up quickly.

“Harry… might I have a word with you? In private?” Blaise asked hopefully and Harry blinked a little startled before he nodded, wondering if Blaise was going to break up with him… he suddenly realized that he didn’t feel bad the way he should have been… he knew then, that Blaise wasn’t the one. He had no feelings for Blaise other than friends, very good friends yes, but just friends nonetheless.

“Blaise, what’s wrong?” Harry asked frowning as Blaise gently tugged Harry into a secluded corner waiting for everyone to leave, Draco shooting Blaise a calming look as he headed out to his own dorm room, making Harry’s feeling of worry only grow.

“I… well I haven’t been completely honest with you Harry…” Blaise finally admitted once the room was completely empty, the secret passages sealing shut tightly and Grawmhime vanishing with a huge CRACK once again.

“Well I wasn’t really expecting…” harry started, Blaise cut him off with a shake of his head.

“I’m not human Harry.” Blaise stated with wide apologetic eyes. “I was afraid to tell you, because I was afraid you would hate me, but I realized today that… that I care for you very deeply… but, well I don’t love you. Not the way you deserve, and I realized that if I knew that, then I had to know you wouldn’t shun me for not being human.” Blaise admitted and Harry felt a small weight lifted off his chest, he’d been terrified that Blaise was in love with him, he’d been hoping to hold off on the breakup, but Blaise had beat him to it.

“I’m sorry Blaise but… I’m not in love with you either.” Harry admitted, practically ignoring Blaise’s other comment about not being human. “But we can still be friends right? I feel like you’re a part of my family, a family that I so desperately need right now… I know I can trust you Blaise, no matter what happens I know that…”

“Even if I’m a Vampire?” Blaise asked softly, terror etched across his face as Harry blinked at him.

“Well that explains why you didn’t like the Pizza, and why you don’t eat much.” Harry admitted snickering a little. “And it explains why you could cast such an awesome glamor.” he ran a finger down Blaise’s cheek as if trying to see through the skin and find the vampire within.

“I don’t understand how you can not be pissed at me.” Blaise admitted looking mystified. “I just told you that I’m a vampire and your cracking jokes!” Blaise admitted relief in his voice despite his words. “You really don’t mind that I’m a blood sucking leech?” Blaise asked softly and Harry scowled and gently smacked his cheek.

“First of all, you are NOT a blood sucking leech and if I ever hear you calling yourself that again I’ll let the twins molest you.” he stated simply and Blaise winced. “And second, vampires are widely hated, and hunted. I can understand why you would be afraid to tell me, and thirdly… for god’s sake Blaise I am being courted by the darkest man I have ever met. I’m friends with a giant spider, a giant, and two werewolves! Why on earth would you think I would hate you just for being a so called ‘dark creature’?” Harry demanded grinning as Blaise began to laugh.

“alright, alright I’m sorry. I was being irrational.” Blaise admitted smiling a little. “But can you blame me?”

No, Harry honestly couldn’t.

“Enough of this.” Harry ordered grinning a bit. “I need your help tomorrow.” he admitted. “I have a date with Tom and I have no idea what to wear or how to do my hair or... Or anything!!!”

“You can count on me.” Blaise promised grinning “I’ll be at the Gryffindor common room at ten, you better be awake.”

“I will be.” Harry promised gently kissing Blaise’s cheek. “Thanks for telling me anyway.” Harry murmured smirking. “See you tomorrow.” Harry chirped before vanishing out the portrait, leaving Blaise to wander to his own dungeons by himself, the Elves releasing the magic in the room letting it snap easily back into place as if nothing had been changed at all. Harry wished his life could be that simple.
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