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The whole story	By : Riahana Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 42622 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Authors Note~Thank you everyone for reading :)

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 16

Harry knew he would love his Thursday lessons, what wasn’t there to love; he would be able to spend the whole day with two of his favorite Elves; Sirius and Remus. Being extra excited for what the day was to bring, Harry was up a lot earlier than normal; eating breakfast before anyone else. Still left him with another hour before his lesson would begin; maybe a walk would help the time go by faster.

He never thought his life would lead in this direction; before it was obvious what his life was to be, go to school, defeat Voldemort, get married, have children, dying a hero of the Wizarding World. The problem with that scenario is no one asked him if he wanted that role. It didn’t feel right, it was like shoving him in a mould that was too small and parts of himself leaked out or were cut off to make him fit. He knew who was doing the shoving and cutting, it was the Headmaster.

Regardless of his feelings toward the Headmaster, it was hard to not believe Tom. Especially, with all the evidence about all the wrongs Dumbledore committed; being shoved under his nose. Still it was hard to reconcile the image he had of the Headmaster, and the truths he had been told. Harry wanted more time, more time to make his own decision about the old Wizard; to see the crimes he had committed against his family. He would have to do what Tom said ‘learn for himself, and make his own judgments’.

That led another subject that was hard to believe, he was the great grandson of Gellert Grendelwald, the second most feared Dark Lord, just behind the current Dark Lord. But that was in the eyes of the Wizarding World, the wizarding public did not know the whole story. Harry wondered what would happen if they did, would they be power hungry like Dumbledore, or would they continue to let the Elves go back to their original lifestyle? Could the Elves leave the Wizarding World behind them now?

Did Harry want the Elves to go back to the old lifestyle; they had been in the eyes of the Wizarding World for the last fifty years. Could he lead them to a different way of life? Would they want too? As the Enrai, he had to think of this, but it was so confusing to him. Did he even believe he was the Enrai? Or was he just another figure head just like Dumbledore created?

Harry was so lost in his thoughts that would spill from one thing to another never ending; he never even noticed the Elf standing in front of him till he walked right into them. Strong arms reached around him, causing him to try jumping back but; the arms would not let go; only growing stronger.

“Hey there, so lost in thought you didn’t even see me?” The voice purred in Harry’s ear. He looked up into the steel eyes of Draco, a blush rising and pushed him away. Which Draco’s smile only got bigger.

“Knock it off you git” Harry replied answering Draco’s smile with one of his own. Noticing Draco’s formal robes Harry asked, “Where are you headed?”

“Nothing too big; only heading somewhere with Father. I should be gone for the day, but maybe tonight we can get a one on one quidditch game in?” Draco asked a brief flash of nervousness showing.

“Yea that sounds like fun…” Harry folded his arms across his chest. “Everyone knows you need as much practice…As you cannot beat me.”

“You wish Potter, if only you were as good as me.” Draco’s normal arrogance returning with the challenge that was issued. “You better hurry, I heard your Godfather shouting up a storm, something about you being late?”

“Shit, I’m late…Thanks Draco…” Harry ran in the opposite direction towards his lesson berating himself for being late.

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Harry showed up to his lesson an hour late, to a pacing Sirius and Remus sitting in a chair reading a book. The room was round, with cushioning charms making the floor almost too soft to walk on, and battle dummies stationed around the room. On Sirius return trip he spotted Harry launching himself towards Harry, crushing him in a hug of greeting.

“Cub we were so worried about you…” Sirius looked at Remus, “weren’t we Remy...”

Remus didn’t even look up from his book, “yes Oh’ so worried” Causing Harry to smile at Sirius antics and Remus’s sarcasm.

“Where have you been? You should have been here hours ago.” Sirius said with mock concern.

“I was early for breakfast so I walked around a bit thinking….Then I walked into Draco and talked to him for a minute….He was the one who told me I was late and you were ready to tear the Manor down looking for me.” Harry said in a rush to get everything in before Sirius started talking again.

“Oh’ Draco huh… Ran into him huh….” Sirius teased with a wide smile on his face.

“Don’t pay him any mind Harry, he is a gossip mongrel.” Remus said patting Sirius on his head like a good dog. “Are you ready to start your lesson for the day?”

“Yea…I have been looking forward to this all week…I get to spend the day with you two what could be better.” Harry said his smile brightening at the fun day ahead of him. Sirius for a moment flashing him a wicked grin.

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Draco found Harry lounging on the couch in the library a book falling on his chest, eyes closed. This was the first time Draco was able to actually look at Harry without being caught. In sleep Harry looked even younger than his almost fifteen years, with his bow shaped lips slightly open in sleep, hair falling in his eyes; he looked almost angelic laying there. Draco hated to wake him but he did have a game to win this afternoon, and whoever said he was nice, was clearly delusional when they said it.

Reaching out to lightly shake Harry’s shoulder, bending down too whisper in his ear. “Hey sleeping beauty it’s time to wake up…You have a game to lose.” Draco never saw it coming, but Harry’s right fist connected to Draco’s cheek propelling him away from Harry. This was clearly one of his worst ideas to date.

“Owe… Damnit Potter… what was that for?” Draco said holding his cheek.

Harry woke with a start with Draco’s shouting, “What…what’s going on?”

“You brute…I was being nice trying to wake you…When you just went out and hit me…” Draco said with a pout, not happy, Harry had one hell of a right hook.

Harry looked at him still holding his cheek; got up from the couch. He noted that Harry’s movements were slow and stiff. Made his way to Draco; reached and removed his hand that was still clutching his cheek. Looking closely at his reddened cheek; Harry gave him the first ever evil smirk he had seen him use asking, “Do you want me to kiss it?...Make it all better?”

“No… Potter, I doubt your lips could make; anything feel better.” Harry glanced at Draco for a second before flopping back on the couch laughing.

“I am glad I can be source of amusement for you.” Draco said clearly not finding what could be funny in this situation. “You hit me, tease me, than laugh hysterically…Nope I don’t see the amusement.”

After several attempts Harry was finally able to compose himself enough to talk, “you should have seen you face when I asked if it needed a kiss… The disgust… Priceless….” Harry said in-between hiccups of laughter. “I probably should warn you…If you need to wake me up do it from afar…I usually wake up swinging.” Looking a little more apologetic Harry added, “If it helps…I’m sorry.”

“It’s already done with Harry, how about that game now?” Draco asked still a little more than peeved.

Harry than sighed, “I wish I had the energy, Remus and Sirius are slave drivers…They had me practicing every DADA spell I knew as fast as I could…Over and over again.” Draco noticed the dark circles of exhaustion under Harry’s eyes. “I am so tired tonight…Could we just play a game of chess for the night?” Harry asked hopefully.

“I don’t mind, we can always play a game another day…I’ll just have to show you my superior intellect through chess then.” Draco said, the prospective challenge coming back lighting his face at the prospect of beating Harry at something else.

“That I don’t doubt…I’m horrible at chess.” Harry said laughing.

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Tom sat behind his desk, contemplating the last week. He knew it was going to be difficult having Harry here, but he never envisioned the trouble he could get into. Of course it wasn’t his entire fault Draco played a big part of it too. Between Lucius being stunned and Severus refusing to teach 'the brats’ anymore; he needed help; his only option was in Lucius ability to coax the lost Heiress into meeting her grandson.

Even though what was done to Lucius was a surprise, albeit a funny one; Severus was a whole other story, Tom knew what Severus’s problem was. After the death of his mate Severus started to let some of his darker nature to come through. To put it simply the Drow blood running in his veins was becoming rampant; encouraging him down darker paths, creating the bitter Elf that he is now. Tom knew he would have to handle Severus carefully or he could tip the balance and Severus would turn into a full Drow; a fate worse than death in Tom’s opinion.

There was another perspective that he hadn’t counted on. He never counted on feeling any emotion other than relief towards Harry. But after hearing the reports of his abuse at the hands of his so-called family, and the way the young Elf had a way of bouncing back from the unbelievable; earned Tom’s respect, and maybe a tiny bit of affection.

A knock on the door brought Tom out of his thoughts, “Come in.”

Lucius strolled in, looking smug and immaculate as usual. “So were you successful?” Tom asked with more than a little hope in his voice.

“Although very stubborn, the lost Heiress has agreed to come to the Manor.” Lucius said.

“Very good, it will be good for Harry knowing that he still has family that wants to meet him. I want to keep it secret till she gets here.” Tom said, happy that after fifty years; certain plans were finally working out. Harry would work out; he had too, Tom didn’t think he could handle another disappointment.
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