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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29138 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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Harry woke slowly the next morning with the feel of sunshine on his face, silk sheets against his skin, and strong arms around his waist.

'What a dream,' he thought drowsily, 'Imagine me engaged to Draco, who is heir to an entire kingdom! That's so crazy; it must have been that movie I watched yesterday. And Severus as my uncle, actually treating me decently-that would definitely never happen! It was a nice dream though…' He felt soft lips press a kiss to the side of his neck and snuggled deeper into the warm embrace, murmuring contentedly. 'Wait a minute!' His eyes shot open and-instead of the drab walls of his bedroom on Privet Drive-he saw a luxurious bedroom and realized that it wasn't a dream after all; he rolled over and found himself looking into warm grey eyes and he smiled at his fiancé.

"It wasn't a dream," he said softly, "I'm so glad." Draco smiled back and pressed his lips to Harry's, making the brunette blush; after falling asleep and thinking that it was all a dream kissing Draco felt new again, and he found himself wondering why the blonde prince would want him.

"Definitely not a dream," Draco replied, leaning back a little so he could look Harry in the eyes, "Do you regret it?"

"No," Harry replied, then grinned mischievously, "Not yet anyway, but the day is young so there's still plenty of time for you to make me regret this. Hey!" He let out a startled cry as Draco rolled on top of him, captured his wrists in one hand, and then began tickling him. "D-Dray! S-stop it!" He protested between giggles, "D-Draco!" Draco continued tickling him until Harry was gasping for breath. "Okay! I'm sorry!" He panted, "D-don't regret it!" He closed his eyes in relief when Draco finally stopped tickling him.

"That's what you get for teasing me Lion," Draco smirked, brushing his lips across Harry's forehead before rolling off of him and climbing out of bed, "Come on; time to get up." He held out a hand to help the brunette get up and the Harry took it while glaring at Draco.

"You're mean," he pouted, "Maybe I should push you off the cruise or-better yet-leave you here."

"You wouldn't dare," Draco glared at him, "Besides, you started it. Oh look; Mother went shopping." He pointed at the numerous bags over in the corner and pulled Harry over to help him go through them; "It looks like it's new clothes for you Lion; they aren't big enough for me."

"That reminds me," Harry began, thinking back to the way his clothes had vanished the day before, "why did my clothes turn into a bunch of dead leaves and stuff? It was embarrassing!"

"Oh, sorry about that," Draco said, trying to fight a smile, "I guess I accidentally gave you a set of clothes that had been created out of cobwebs and shadows; it's an ability our family has as descendants of Tatiana, the first Queen of the Fae. Unfortunately, the clothes don't last long outside of this realm unless the magic is reinforced; I usually dispose of outfits like that once I've worn them, so I can't imagine why they were still in the wardrobe." Just then they were interrupted by a knock on the door, and Narcissa's voice called to them;

"Boys! Are you up?"

"Yes, Mother," Draco responded, "You can come in." A moment later the door opened and Narcissa entered, already dressed for the day in a long, flowing blue gown and white sandals.

"I arranged for us to join the cruise later today," Narcissa informed them, "Neville will be coming over just after breakfast, so once you have eaten and packed we can leave. Did you find your clothes Harry?"

"Yes," Harry smiled and gave her a kiss on the cheek, "Thank you Narcissa. I'll go ahead and pack now and then come down for breakfast; there's still ten days left, right?"

"Yes," she replied, "but don't worry; if you forget anything we can always buy it on the cruise or send a house elf back to collect it. In fact, why don't I just have Tillie pack for you boys?" She saw Harry's questioning look and added, "Tillie is the house elf I inherited from my parents when I turned sixteen, and is one of the few that stays in the goblin realm with me; she oversees much of the work that the goblins and dwarves handle to make sure it's done correctly. If we wait for Draco to pack his own suitcase it would be another two days before we could leave." She and Harry shared a laugh at Draco's indignant expression.

"I resent that!" the young Slytherin said, "I can't help it if I want to make sure I am properly prepared for any situation that might come up!" He glared at Harry and Narcissa until the brunette kissed his cheek.

"Stop pouting Dray," Harry said, "In a few hours we'll be on a cruise, far away from Dumbledore and all the stupid things we have to deal with here." Draco glared at him for another second before sighing in a self-suffering sort of way.

"Very well, I will overlook that insulting comment-this time; give us a moment to get dressed and we'll be right down Mother," Draco said, and Narcissa nodded.

"I still have to get Luna up," she said, "so I'll see you on the patio out in the back garden; I thought it would be nice to have breakfast outside today. Don't let him take too long Harry." She kissed each of the boys on the cheek before leaving the room and closing the door behind her.

"Time to get dressed," Draco said cheerfully, grabbing his wand and levitating the bags of clothes onto the bed, "Let's see…what should you wear today?" He began sorting through the clothes and separating them into piles.

"I can pick out my own clothes," Harry protested, "I've been dressing myself for years."

"I could tell," Draco returned drily, "and that is exactly why I'm going to pick out your outfit for today. Hmm…here we go; wear this." He tossed Harry a pair of khaki shorts and a dark blue button up shirt with short sleeves.

"No," Harry shook his head grinning as he sorted through a different bag, "I'm wearing this." He held up a pair of dark jean shorts and a black t-shirt with an animated golden snitch.

"I can't believe Mother bought those Muggle jeans," Draco wrinkled up his nose in disgust, "Alright; I suppose I can let you wear them this once."

"Like you could stop me," Harry laughed as he headed for the bathroom, "Now hurry and get dressed; I'm starting to get hungry." He closed the bathroom door before Draco could reply and quickly got dressed and brushed his teeth; he ran a comb through his unruly locks to get rid of the tangles and try to make it look presentable but soon gave it up as a lost cause. He opened the bathroom door and found that Draco was just buttoning up his shirt; Harry stood back and leaned against the linen closet to watch as Draco finished getting ready. The Slytherin ran a comb through his platinum locks and reached for his hair gel; he was startled when Harry held out a hand to stop him.

"Your hair looks better without the gel," the brunette said, "When you have your hair slicked back it makes you look like a prat-no offense."

"Gee, why should I be offended?" Draco asked drily, "You only insulted me and said that my hairstyle makes me look like a prat. You, Harry, simply have no sense of style." He turned up his nose, but left the gel sitting on the sink and brushed his teeth instead.

About fifteen minutes later Draco was finally ready and the boys headed downstairs to find Severus sitting on the patio by himself and enjoying a cup of coffee.

"Morning Uncle Sev," Draco greeted him, pulling out a chair for Harry before sitting down beside him, "Are you going on the cruise as well?"

"Of course not," Severus scoffed, "Do you really expect me to suffer through two weeks on a cruise surrounded by you dunderheads? I especially shudder at the thought of the trouble the Weasley twins are bound to cause." He paused to take a sip of his coffee before leveling a stare at Draco, "Oh and Draco? If you call me Sev one more time I will use you for potions ingredients."

"He can't help himself," Harry commented, "He doesn't seem to know how to call people by their actual names; maybe we should come up with an annoying nickname for him."

"Oh, you mean like 'Ferret'?" Draco questioned, arching an eyebrow, and Harry blushed for a moment before retorting;

"You're one to talk; does 'Scarhead' ring any bells? Not to mention the names you called Ron and Hermione-"

"You have both done your fair share of name-calling," Severus interrupted, "and I'm sure you'll do more of it in the future. Now Draco; I gave your mother some sunblock potions-if you take two spoonful's before you go out for the day it should prevent you from getting a sunburn." He focused his gaze on Harry and added, "I also made some lower strength sunblock potions for you, since you aren't as pale as Draco-I would recommend taking it for at least the first few days."

"Aw, I didn't know you cared," Harry teased, "Thanks Severus; you're so nice!"

"And you are obnoxious," Severus returned, glaring at his nephew, "Draco by himself was bad enough, but now…I'd like to find whoever decided that you two should be together and curse them."

"Come on, we're not that bad," Draco protested, "We couldn't possible cause more trouble by being together than we did when we were fighting, right?"

"Actually," Harry began thoughtfully, "when we were fighting we mostly caused problems for each other and sometimes the teachers; now that we're together we'll have more opportunity to cause problems for other people, and we would be working together, so I can see where Uncle Severus would be worried."

"I knew Gryffindor's were troublemakers!" Severus said triumphantly, "Minerva said you just stumble upon trouble by accident, that none of it is intentional, but now I know that you actually plan to cause trouble." Harry cocked his head to the side and smiled innocently at the Potions Master.

"Did I ever tell you about the conversation I had with the Hat during my Sorting?" The question was asked innocently enough, but the mischievous glint in Harry's eyes made him nervous.

"Are we finally going to finish that conversation from your dream earlier?" Draco leaned forward eagerly, "You never did explain what actually happened." Harry nodded, smiling.

"It all started back during the Sorting Ceremony at the beginning of my first year," Harry began, adopting the story-telling voice he had learned from Fred and George, "The Sorting Hat seemed to be having a bit of trouble figuring out where to put me. It told me I had plenty of courage-"

"Meaning he doesn't have enough sense to know when to back down," Draco muttered, earning a glare from Harry.

"-and not a bad mind," Harry continued, "and talent and a thirst to prove myself; since the Hat seemed to be having such a difficult time placing me, I thought I would help it out by narrowing down the choices; I told it very firmly, 'Not Slytherin' and-"

"Wait, you told the Hat not to put you in Slytherin?" Severus demanded, "Why would you do that?"

"Please, you should have seen how scared he was," Draco scoffed, "If you're going to tell the story then at least do us the courtesy of telling the truth, and please explain why you didn't want to be put in Slytherin."

"Fine," Harry pouted, "I didn't want to go to Slytherin because Hagrid told me that every witch and wizard who ever went bad came from Slytherin, including the psycho who killed my parents, and I had also already met Draco-who was very stuck up and rude at that age-and he said he would be in Slytherin, so I knew right away that I wanted to avoid Slytherin at all costs. So when the Hat was trying to figure out where to put me, I begged it to put me anywhere but Slytherin. The Hat told me that I could be great and Slytherin would help me get there, but since I really didn't want to go to Slytherin it put me in Gryffindor instead."

"What you're saying," Severus began slowly, "is that the Hat's first choice for you was Slytherin, but you convinced it to put you somewhere else instead?"

"I didn't convince it," Harry scowled, "I just asked it not to put me in Slytherin; you make it sound like I manipulated the Hat, which Hermione told me is impossible. Although, I did try the Hat on again in second year when I was waiting for Dumbledore in his office, and it told me it stood by what it said, that I could be great in Slytherin, so I ripped the Hat off and pretended that it never happened. So you see Uncle Sev, those trouble-making tendencies are probably Slytherin qualities."

"Hello boys," Narcissa and Luna walked in before Severus could comment on being called 'Sev' again, "Why haven't you started eating?"

"We were just discussing a few things," Severus replied, "Also, it's rude to begin eating before the hostess is seated."

"Well, let's get started," Narcissa said, "I just received a message from Augusta; Neville should be here in about half an hour, so we should all be ready to leave by then. Harry dear, have some French toast."

At Narcissa's urging everyone filled their plates and they discussed the cruise over breakfast. As they finished eating, a goblin came in and bowed to Narcissa.

"Neville Longbottom is in the blue study," he announced, "Shall I bring him in?"

"No, we shall meet him in the study," Narcissa said as she stood and the goblin bowed before leaving; "Tillie has already packed for you boys and Luna, so why don't you join Neville and I will follow in a few moments? I just want to make sure I have everything we need." The teens agreed and headed out to meet up with Neville.

They found Neville sitting at a table in the study, thoroughly engrossed in an open book in front of him.

"Hey Nev," Harry greeted him, and Neville looked up with a smile, "What's that you're reading?"

"It's a book on the different plants in the realm," Neville replied, "It's really interesting; I wish I could have time to study the plants here. So, what happened with the labyrinth? I'm guessing you lost since you're still here?"

"He outsmarted himself," Draco smirked, taking hold of Harry's hand after transfiguring a chair into a two-seater sofa and pulling the brunette to sit down with him, "Do you want to tell him what happened, or shall I?"

"I'd rather wait until we get on the cruise," Harry said, "that way I only have to tell the story and embarrass myself one time."

"Why don't you bring a viewing sphere?" Luna suggested, and Harry realized with a start that it was the first time she had spoken all day, "Then you can show everyone what happened."

"That's not a bad idea," Draco said approvingly, "I can get one right now." He walked over to one of the bookshelves and opened small case, pulling out a small sphere with a lightning bolt on it. "Here it is; and I can activate it anywhere." He looked extremely self-satisfied as he once again took his seat next to Harry.

"You know, I'm not sure if I'm comfortable with everyone seeing that," Harry said, "There are a few things that happened which are very…private." His face was slightly flushed as he recalled some of his encounters with Draco during the labyrinth.

"Don't worry," Draco put an arm around his waist and smiled at him reassuringly, "This sphere will only show what happened during the labyrinth, and the proposal; it won't show them what happened in the shower last night."

"Draco!" Harry pushing the blonde away as his face turned red, "You can't mention that in front of people!" Draco just smirked and pulled Harry to lean back against him again, pressing a quick kiss to his temple, causing Harry to roll his eyes even as his lips turned up in a small smile.

"Did the Snargles come back while you were showering?" Luna asked solemnly, "They have been acting very strange lately-travelling long distances from their mistletoe and going near water; they normally hate water."

"I really don't think we want to know what happened last night," Neville said as the tips of his ears turned red, "By the way, thanks for inviting me Harry; I don't really get the chance to do much because Gran has always been so protective of me, but ever since you let me come with you last May she has been really proud of me and letting me do more."

"I'm glad," Harry smiled, "I always knew you could do well if you had a little encouragement."

"I suppose you're the one who told Neville that he was worth ten of me back in first year," Draco drawled, "I was shocked when he actually stood up to me."

"I can't believe you remember that," Harry laughed, "Ron told me about it later; you really were a prat back then Dray, always using Crabbe and Goyle to bully everyone." He frowned in thought, "Am I going to have to put up with them too this year?"

"Not likely," Draco replied, "They are determined to follow in their father's footsteps and be Death Eater's, so it would probably be a good idea to stay away from them; they're just stupid enough to try and kidnap you for the Dark-you don't like when I call him that, do you?" He observed Harry's frown, "It's just a habit really; I've never called him anything else-you-know-who is just ridiculous, and I can't bring myself to call him…you know."

"I understand it can be hard," Harry said, "but not calling him by his name just increases everyone's fear of him; if you can't call him Voldemort you could always do like the twins and call him Voldie, or even Tom."

"Tom?" Draco raised his eyebrows, "Why would I call him Tom?"

"Because that's his true name," Harry said, "Long story, but old Voldie was actually born Tom Marvolo Riddle." He pulled out his wand and performed the same charm that Tom Riddle had shown him back in second year; he wrote Tom's name in the air with fiery letter's and then made the letters rearrange themselves to spell I am Lord Voldemort. "Tom himself showed me that back in second year when he tried to kill Ginny."

"The most evil dark wizard of our time's real name is Tom?" Draco said incredulously.

"He's also a half-blood," Harry informed him, "His mother was a witch, but his father was

a Muggle; Voldemort is nothing but a hypocrite."

"Wrong," Severus said, entering the room with Narcissa, "the Dark Lord is a powerful hypocrite, and he is more than a little insane now, although nowhere near as bad as Bellatrix."

"Did you know his real name is Tom?" Draco demanded, and Severus nodded, "It's bad enough following a power-hungry lunatic, but a power-hungry lunatic with a name like Tom? That's just…stupid!"

"Why do you think he changed his name?" Severus asked drily.

"My name is pretty boring too," Harry pointed out, "Especially compared to the people in this room…Draco, Narcissa, Severus, Luna, Neville…"

"Your name is not boring," Draco protested, "Harry used to be a nickname for Henry, which means "Ruler of the Home"; it's a much better name than Tom. Hmmm…I wonder if they named you Harry because of the connection between the Potter's and the Tudor's?"

"You mean the connection that has never been proven?" Narcissa smiled, "You never know; it sounds like something James would have done-the first king who ruled after the Tudor's was King James I and he was cousin to Elizabeth, I believe. That's enough with the history lesson for today; if everyone is ready to go the ship is currently in port so now would be the best time to go; I can open a portal on the ship itself."

"I'm ready," Harry stood up excitedly, pulling Draco with him, "Where are our trunks?"

"They have already been shrunk and I'm carrying them in my purse," Narcissa replied, "Do the rest of you have everything you need?" They was a chorus of agreements, and Narcissa clapped her hands once, "Wonderful! I shall open the portal then, and we can get going. Severus, you know you are welcome to come and go as you please, and we will see you when we get back, right?"

"Of course," Severus nodded, "We will have much to discuss before school starts again. Have fun, and be careful." He stood back as Narcissa closed the door in the study and turned it into a portal.

"Okay, Harry and Draco, you go first, then Luna and Neville, and I will follow so that I can close the portal behind us." Everyone nodded and Harry and Draco stepped up to the portal first; they stepped through holding hands, and were quickly followed by Luna and Neville.

"I don't think Albus will try anything before school starts back," Severus began, "but keep your eyes open and contact me if you notice anything strange."

"Don't worry," Narcissa smiled, "We'll be fine." She kissed Severus on the cheek before stepping up to the portal, "I know you plan on researching while we're gone, but don't forget to relax a bit as well; you won't do anyone any good if you wear yourself out. 'Bye Sev!" She gave a small wave before stepping through the portal, and Severus watched until the blue glow faded and he was alone in the study once more.
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