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The whole story	By : Riahana Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 42620 -:- 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 reading and I should be able to get a couple more chapters done today. Enjoy :)

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 18

Aubrey had one thought; which was to get through the morning as fast as possible; in order to meet her grandson for the first time. Her grandson the one she thought dead when her daughter died at the hands of a dark wizard. The Wizarding World couldn’t even tell her in person; only sending a letter informing her of their deaths. Shortly after the news, Aubrey and her husband had received a lot of money, enough in fact to move far from England. She couldn’t stand being there anymore; Not after the entire loss of her family. A couple of years ago her husband had grown sick and died. The feeling of being alone with her family gone was wiped away; with the news that her grandson was alive.

The same blond, arrogant wizard would come again today to take her to Harry. The wizard’s son wasn’t so bad even if he did try to act too much like his father. But there was hope for the boy; he was young enough to be taught a different road. Aubrey knew they were unusual and she didn’t like the older blond much. Thinking about the blond made her smile at all the needless running around she had him doing yesterday, in her thoughts it served him right.

Cringing from the sound coming from her door, didn’t the blond idiot know that hitting his cane against the door is not the proper way to knock on someone’s door? Aubrey, just to be spiteful; slowly made her way to open the door.

“Ahh… there you are Luke…” Aubrey smiled. “I have been waiting for you...For hours.”

The blond wizard stood there, frowning, while his son stood behind him trying not to smile. Aubrey looked at the young wizard and giving him a knowing wink, when he was away from his father; the boy was wonderful company, telling Aubrey all about her grandson.

“Madam, its Lucius not Luke…” The blond spitting out the name Aubrey gave him. “And we are right on time not even a minute late; from the agreed upon time of ten.”

“Are you sure it was ten…I know for a fact you said nine…so that means you are late by one hour.” Aubrey said in all seriousness. The wizard brushed past her going to stand by her fireplace. Aubrey couldn’t help it; she giggled at his stature and the fact it was so easy to rile Lucius up.

Aubrey looked at the young wizard who now stood next to her, “Draco, it serves your father right for trying his uppity act with me.” Aubrey said in between giggles.

“Harry will love you.” Draco told her with a smile.

“Draco I want you to bring Madam’s bags.” Lucius looked at Aubrey. “Madam come here I want to explain this way of travel.” Aubrey made her slow way to Lucius’s side; knowing it would infuriate him more.

“This is floo powder, we will throw it in the fireplace, when the flames turn green it is safe to step in. Once inside yell out Malfoy Manor, be very clear in your pronunciation otherwise the floo will send you someplace else.” Anger sparked through Aubrey at the tone Lucius had taken with her, she wasn’t some child. She grabbed the floo powder from his hand and did what was instructed.

Before stepping into the fireplace Aubrey turned around. “Thank you Luke for the very clear instructions.” Before Lucius could register what was being said, Aubrey jumped into the fireplace going faster than she had moved in the last three day. Just to show the blond idiot that it was all a ruse.

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“That has to be the filthiest means of travel,” Aubrey said to the room, not noticing the wizard in the corner waiting for her arrival until she heard his laughter. Turning around she encountered a hooded wizard, his hood hiding nearly all of his features, what Aubrey could see was the red eyes that seemed to glow from under the hood. She remembered seeing those eyes before, in her dreams; they had belonged to an Elven boy, not a wizard.

“Come Heiress, there is much to discuss before Harry is done with his lesson today.” With that said; the red gazed wizard? Elf? Directed Aubrey to a more comfortable sitting room.

“I was hoping you would come yesterday, so we could have more time for a discussion.” The voice turned into amusement, “But from what I hear you have given Lucius an awful time.”

“Well yes, someone had to teach him, arrogance; is not to be tolerated.” Aubrey said with a mischievous smile.

“My name is Tom Riddle, and due to time being short, I must be blunt.” Tom stopped to wait for Aubrey to nod her head. “How much do you know…Remember about Elves? In particular your home before living with the human couple, Ed and Jane?”

“I don’t remember anything, but I have dreams, I still do; of living with Elves and a red eyed Elf taking me someplace safe. Dreams are not real life though…” Aubrey started to become nervous, her dreams had always been so vivid; sometimes they would be her learning from a tutor, or playing with other children causing trouble. Then other times it would be of a dark haired Elf with green eyes, his tone commanding, but was always sweet to her; or they could be of a woman with auburn hair, telling her that she would always love her. Some of the dreams were happy, some sad, and on the rare occasion they could be terrifying. The dreams with the red eyed Elf were always the most terrifying.

“Heiress… Aubrey…I would like to tell you a story, but first know that those are not dreams, but memories coming to you…Anyway they could.” The red-eyed Elf said.

Tom told Aubrey, her true heritage, everything he knew, and everything he had done to protect the line. Some of the problems he faced he could have handled better, and others were just plain idiotic. But if the red-eyed young Elf in her dreams was Tom, he was too young at the time to have such responsibility. To know her whole life had been taken away by a wizard, the same Headmaster that Lily would come home and tell her all about, how nice he was, how he did everything to make her comfortable. It was assumed it was this Dumbledore that had taken her last daughter away from her. Then instead of giving her Harry to raise, had told her he had died as well. This was outrageous; it made Aubrey’s blood boil to think she trusted that wizard.

“Where did Dumbledore place Harry to be raised?” A new steel in Aubrey’s voice showing; her dislike for the situation.

“Dumbledore took Harry to live with your eldest daughter and family.” Tom continued in a quiet whisper.

“Petunia still lives? I knew she hated me, but to let me believe she had died after running away…” Aubrey shook her head in denial. It couldn’t be true, even her own daughter did this to her; taking Harry away.

“You may go see her anytime you want…But I should warn you, due to Petunia’s treatment of Harry…Many scars now mar her appearance…One Elf in particular was very enraged when he found the damage on Harry’s person, seeking his revenge.” Tom kept his voice neutral. It helped her; knowing that Tom wasn’t holding anything back, telling her the truth; not coloring the grim picture in anyone’s favor.

Both Tom and Aubrey turned around when they heard the noise on the other side of the door. Aubrey went to stand in front of the doors knowing that her grandson was on the other side. The doors opened and Harry walked in with Draco covering his eyes. Aubrey let out a slight gasp, she couldn’t help it, this was her grandson.

Draco removed his hands, and Aubrey was confronted with the greenest eyes; the same ones she would see while looking in a mirror. Harry looked exactly like that Elf, the one with the commanding voice; the one in dreams that turned out to be real. The one that Tom said was her father. With this living proof standing before her, she could not doubt everything Tom had said.

Aubrey could hear Draco whispering to her grandson, “Harry, I would like you to meet your Grandmother.”

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“Draco I think it would be best to let these two become acquainted” Tom said before ushering Draco out the doors. Harry watched the two Elves leave, before turning back to the woman standing before him. Well not a woman she had more Elven blood in her veins than he did; but she looked like a muggle woman.

Harry still hadn’t said anything just watched as she moved to the couch, and pated the seat next to her. “Harry come sit, and we can talk for a bit.” Her voice was soft, but the corners of her mouth would turn upwards, reminding him a little bit of Sirius.

“Ok…” Harry went and sat down next to his grandmother, “Ummm…What do you want to talk about?”

“Oh’ anything is fine, but I am most interested in learning about your life, your friends…Anything you find important?” His grandmothers mouth still turning upwards, at certain times.

So Harry did telling his grandmother everything he could think of. She would laugh at hearing about Neville blowing up the cauldrons in class. Agreeing about Hermione being the smartest witch of their time. His Grandmother even showed a dislike to Lucius; telling him everything she had done so far to the arrogant Elf; which in turn had Harry clutching his sides in laughter. Harry told her about Draco, and their four year rivalry; highlighting on some of the funnier moments. His grandma’s favorite story was the floating, bouncing, ferret, which she commented that he must have deserved it with her mischievous look that he already loved seeing.

They talked; both telling stories back and forth, right up too dinner. At dinner they walked in with Harry introducing everyone to his Grandmother. Glancing back at his Grandmother, she had tears in her eyes, appearing to Harry; as tears of happiness. If this was what it was like to have a loving family member, Harry wasn’t going to ever let her go.

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Draco was anxious he hadn’t really seen Harry that much in the last couple of days. With Harry being busy with his Grandmother, Draco didn’t want to disturb them, but he really wanted to see Harry. Completely going out of his mind, he decided to see how the two were doing.

Upon entering the room where Harry and his grandmother had hidden themselves in; he was overwhelmed by the sound of laughter coming from the two. Not being able to help himself he even smiled, slightly bowing his head. “I hope I’m not disturbing anything?” Draco said formally.

“You are right Harry; I can see how Draco made the cutest ferret.” Draco looked up at Harry’s grandmother, red coloring his cheeks. Why would Harry tell her that? Embarrassed, Draco started to walk out of the room.

He had his hand on the door handle when Harry grabbed his hand preventing him from leaving. “It’s not like that, I promise Draco…” Draco looked into Harry’s green eyes seeing the sincerity in them. “I just told her everything…I even told her the good things about you too.”

Draco nodded his head turning around, “I’m Sorry to interrupt Madam; I wanted to see if Harry wanted to play a game…But I see you are still busy; I can wait for a better time.”

“Please Draco, come sit...And stop calling me Madam, for you; Aubrey is just fine.” Aubrey waited till Draco was sitting before continuing. “Maybe I should apologize for my earlier comment, but I don’t want too.” Aubrey continued looking at Harry. “You see I know so much about you, Harry here has talked about you for at least half the day.”

Draco glanced at Harry who now was a very bright red color. So Harry had been talking about him? That could be a good he thought.

“Since I have had Harry’s company for so long I think he should run off and play your game. I do still need to unpack.” Aubrey added.

Harry looked at his grandmother, walking to her “See you at dinner?” He asked her before leaning down giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“Yes dear, now run off and have fun.” Aubrey said with a mischievous look coming back to her face.

Draco grabbed Harry to get him moving a little faster, the idea of the one on one snitch game had him trying to motivate Harry to move faster. A thought ran through Draco’s head that he had to tell Harry first; he stopped and pulling Harry to him. Draco then leaned down to purr into Harry’s ear.

“So you spent the day talking about me?” Draco asked the now very red faced Harry.

Harry pushed Draco back, “Save it for the quidditch field Malfoy…” Giving Draco a very wide smile; racing to the field.

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For the next week it was perfect for Harry, in the mornings he would have lessons. Afternoons Draco would find some way to get him out of them, each day becoming more elaborate. Harry thought maybe his Grandmother was helping Draco with some of them, as she was the excuse a time or two. Then after dinner Harry would spend the rest of the night with his Grandmother, mostly talking.

He actually learned some things in his lessons, Draco becoming a better friend; what with Draco not being such a pompous ass anymore, and he was getting a lot closer with his grandmother, it was like she had been there his whole life. For once he could honestly say; he was completely happy.
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