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Earning a Name	By : Talin Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29925 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-prologue
- 2-1
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- 4-3
- 5-4
- 6-5
- 7-6
- 8-7
- 9-8
- 10-9
- 11-10
- 12-11
- 13-12
- 14-13
- 15-14
- 16-15
- 17-16
- 18-17
- 19-18
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Draco woke again, this time quite
alone in the big bed, seemingly stretched over as much of the surface as his
body could manage. Embarrassing, really, especially with the
bed being as big as it was. An elf popped in almost as soon as the
realization hit him, waiting not-too-patiently for Draco�s
attention to be on her before she began rambling all the things Potter had
ordered her to tell him, finally pointing to the tray that would be his
breakfast. Suddenly, he was very hungry.

�Wait,� he called from the plate of eggs just as the elf
made her way to leave, �are you sure he said I can explore the manor today?�

�Yes.� the elf confirmed, �though Milly
warn you, no go to the �stricktled rooms. Master mad if you do.�

�Thanks.� he mumbled, not quite sure what the rooms the elf
mentioned were, or where, but not
overly-eager to ask. If he (and presumably others) weren�t supposed to go into
them, they�d have been warded, or at least locked, right? At the very least, if
he was not told what they were, he
couldn�t very well be punished for accidentally walking into one� at least he
hoped not.

He�d just have to be sure and not stay anywhere overly long,
and certainly leave any questionable-looking rooms as soon as possible.

His eyes
drifted to the nightstand of their own accord, locking onto the three silky
black sashes tossed haphazardly upon it. He rubbed his wrist subconsciously,
looking down at said wrist as soon as he realized the action.

Nothing.

No burn marks, no cuts or any other form of irritation.

Still, just looking at the sashes brought
back flashes of sensation from the previous night, nearly making him moan at
the mere sight of them.

It proved quite hard to return to
his food, though once he
did, he made quick work of it before taking a quick shower and setting off to
explore a little without Potter�s insistent presence. He had downed the robe he
had found on the bed upon his return, having learned that when clothes were offered, it was best to take them
and that none would be available had
the brunette not willed it so. He was in an odd situation as it was, for once
having his morning not told to him
step by step as it was.

He didn�t stay overly far, figuring
that it�d be best to stay in the wing he was more or less getting used to by
now before trying to see what the rest of this place had in store. This was not
an over-large manor, but it still rivaled Malfoy Manor (if the extent of the
�Master wing� as it was termed was anything to go on), meaning that unwanted
guests could easily be allowed to wander for days on end without aid in
retribution for whatever they had done if the owner�s will proved such. Draco
remembered distinctly when his father had left him to wander, lost, until
morning with all the house elves on strict orders not to aid him when his
six-year-old self had ventured into an area of the manor he had been
specifically told to stay out of.

Still, even if this was a new
manor, h guessed it followed the more or less accepted layout manors seemed to
take on, no matter who had designed them. They weren�t identical by a longshot, but he was sure the wing distributions and level
designations were the same here as they had been in his childhood home. After
all, no one in the right mind would brew potions in a tower, and as house elves
had a fear of heights, the kitchen and servants quarters (along with most of
the entertaining rooms, such as the grand dining room and ball room) would be
spread about the ground floor. This, the Master wing, would most certainly be
the shortest yet most ornate and would branch straight back from the center of
the manor, with the guest quarters on the left and the more activity-oriented
rooms on its right. The bedrooms of the family would be on the two highest
floors, with the exception of wherever the astronomy room was set up, as to
provide the family with the best view of the grounds. The heir room situated a
level beneath the patriarchal suit, which he figured was what his cot was
inserted into.

He tested his theories, looking about
the other rooms as he came out of the bedroom he had woken in and the assumed
patriarchal bed chamber next to it. It would have to be the room traditionally
accepted as the matriarchal bedchamber, as ironic as the notion seemed. The
manor was not large enough to allot for a harem area, unless Draco was very
much mistaken as far as the building�s size went, so the only room that
connected to the patriarchal bedroom would be the bedchamber of his wife. He
couldn�t help but snort.

A third door in the small hallway
led to the main manor, so he bypassed it, peaking into the small (if any room
in the manor, let alone the patriarchal wing, could be considered small) lounge
that he knew also led to the manor proper through the door at the opposite end
before going into the final door before the staircase at the end. His father�s
wing didn�t have this door.

He looked at the dust-covered room from the doorway, not
quite daring to walk inside.

Something made him feel so odd upon seeing a nursery in the patriarchal
suit, as if its presence was somehow taboo�

The children�s rooms were located on the floor below (the
heir suit) or on the floor below that, not here.
Especially not while the child was an infant!

The dust
scared Draco, made him wonder if the Elves were told not to clean here, or
perhaps have been told not to bother. He suddenly wondered if the brunette even
knew it was here, as odd as that sounded, and as unbidden as the thought had
come. At least he could be sure as hell he was not at Black Manor� no Black
Matriarch would have had a child anywhere she could have heard it crying, lest
it disturb her (ever-needed) beauty sleep.

He had seen the nursery that had been his before, this room
reminding him of it while being nothing like his had been. He could almost
picture a mother here, taking care of a crying baby instead of a house elf as
was standard with aristocratic families. The rocking chair in the corner, a
dust-coated blanket still hanging off of if, was certainly not a part of the
Malfoy nursery�s furniture, of that he
was certain.

He could only hope this was not one
of those restricted rooms he was not supposed to go into�

AN: I might not live on reviews, but my muses sure do. Also, just to warn you, the next few chapters might be a little short, or have long/short mixed haphazardly in, and I do apologize (once again) for their non-uniformity. In all honesty, I just HATE scene breaks, and thus break up the chapters instead. Sorry, but everyone has their quirks.
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