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The whole story	By : Riahana Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 42622 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 15
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters or the world of Harry Potter, that belongs to JK Rowling, nor do I make any money from this.

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Authors Note-Thank you for the reviews, and love the feedback. Of course Im not going to give you any hints to what is coming. It ruins the suprise. :)~ This is a short chapter though, I tried to make it longer but it had a natural end, and didnt want to mess it up. Thank you for reading :)

Chapter 13

Disclaimer~ The Prologue has the full disclaimer. Also any readers that are lost, read the Authors Note at the beginning of the Prologue; it will help make things clear.

Chapter 13

Soft murmuring awoke Harry; only some of the words could be understood. “Scar…small….bones….healed….” He could not understand the words, and trying harder was only making his head pound harder. Harry sat up in the bed, blinking up at the voices. Which both stopped talking as Harry sat up from his prone position, and came rushing over to him.

“Harry you need to rest for the day… the emotional toll, has been too much.” Bellatrix said in the no nonsense voice that reminded him of Madam Pomfrey. Harry still looked at her strangely though, after hearing all the rumors that Bellatrix did, her actions did not fit into the image he had of her.

“Yes Harry, rest is needed, we pushed you too hard. I have canceled the appointment with the tailor, he can come tomorrow.” Showing real fear with what Narcissa said the thought of having to go through a repeat of that morning; making him shiver. “Now Harry there is no need to be scared of the tailor, he is only going to make you look as splendid as you did this morning.” Harry still looked at her as if she was crazy for even mentioning the clothes issue again. Narcissa continued, “Well if you fell that strongly about it, you can continue to wear Draco’s clothes…”

“Wait… No… Please I…I’ll see the tailor.” Harry said with his arms crossed over his chest and lips pouting; Malfoy’s mother was a sneaky one; knowing exactly what to say to get him to comply.

“How long do I have to rest today?” Looking between both women. Bellatrix was the one to answer, “I would say for the rest of the night, with nothing strenuous; but you can have visitors. Your Godfather was here…Till he was making too much of a pest of himself, and Remus had to drag him out.” Harry laughed at the image of Padfoot, running around driving everyone up a tree with his worry.

“Ummm…” Harry started nervously, taking a deep breath seemed to help and tried again. “Err…I was wondering? Are you two Elves, I have only seen the Inner Circle as Elves….And….Uhhh?” Both women starred at Harry for a minute smiling down at him; making the before nervousness settle down at the friendly way they looked at him

“Yes we are Elves; due to always wearing a glamour…It has become natural to leave them on.” Narcissa said softly, “would you like to see us drop them?”

Harry nodded his head; he wanted to see what they looked like. Both Elves waved their hands where their faces shimmered, and the glamour’s fell away. Narcissa was beautiful before, now she seemed even more delicate, with her ears, pointing back slightly and an inner glow to her skin. Bellatrix although still beautiful, was different. It was a beauty like the sun, wonderful to look at but would burn you if you touched it. Still uncertain Harry asked, “So does that mean that everyone here are Elves? Even Draco?”

“Yes everyone here, even Draco… are Elves” Narcissa answered giving him a secret smiles, before a thought must have crossed her face; making it pinch up drawing tightly on her mouth. In a voice Harry had yet heard the beautiful Elf use, dripping in contempt. “Wizards are not welcome in Malfoy Manor.” Harry shrugged his shoulders; the no wizard’s thing didn’t bother him too much, if needed he would find a way around that silly rule. What did bother Harry was that Draco was an Elf, how is it fair that the perfect blond ferret could become even more beautiful than he already was.

The rest of the night was quite for Harry…For the most part. Sirius would come bouncing in, ask a bunch of annoying questions. Till Remus would come and drag Sirius out again; leaving Harry to go back to his quite solitude. Draco came in once bringing him a book to read, saying that he didn’t want to have Harry’s mind slide backwards with inactivity. Then Tom came in, but unlike the others, he sat in a chair intending to stay for awhile.

“Harry I am here to talk about your schedule, there is still a lot you don’t know, and for you to be able to take your proper place…As our Enrai, there is much to learn.” Tom spoke softly but with determination; but he said a word that tickled his memory, the memory he had of the third task; the Sphinx, also called him Enrai.

“What is an Enrai? I thought I was an Elf?” It was confusing and he couldn’t help but voice his confusion.

Tom chuckled, still sounding like he wasn’t used to having that emotion. “Enrai is not a thing…It is a term of endearment to our highest Elf, the King, Lord of us all…Harry, we call you that, because to us…Enrai is what you are.” Still confused he didn’t want to ask, instead let Tom finish talking, maybe at one point he could understand the deeper meaning the term seemed to have.

“The schedule will be intense with you only having the summers to learn. Mondays will be spent with me learning Elven history. Tuesday you will be with Lucius, learning politics. Wednesday, will be spent with Severus, learning potions correctly. On Thursday Remus and Sirius will be tutoring you in the Hogwarts courses. Friday will be split between Bellatrix and Rabastion; one teaching you healing, the other Elven magic. Saturday you will have a half a day spent on deportment with Narcissa. Sunday you will have the day for yourself, I’m sure Draco will be able to find something of interest for you.”

This was insane, a lot worse than Hogwarts. Not even liking how his summer was going to turn out, and all the work that was just piled on his lap; Harry crossed his arms pouting. “So…I start tomorrow? Monday? Can’t I have a week off first, I just got here. I think this is your evil plot…Kill me by homework overload.” Tom left laughing the whole way; where he was thinking that just maybe he had made the wrong decision after all. Whoever heard of doing twice the amount of work, over summer holidays?
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