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Heir to the Throne	By : Kaya_Winn Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 12341 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Heir to the Throne

CH 19

Plans

Weeks had passed, Harry spent most of his time in his hidden rooms, learning pureblood culture from Salazar, who was growing on Harry more and more. Once the ancient wizard had realized that Harry wasn't going to slack, or whine, or complain, or give up, the man had warmed up to him considerably. Gordric was helping Harry with the letter writing, Harry reaching all over the world asking for help in re-shifting the power of the wizarding world back to the focus of preserving magic and the creatures that lived in it. Devlin was making that even easier, traveling all over the world, giving the speeches that Harry needed to gather more supporters, almost every week the name Lord Fox was in the papers, a fact that was greatly infuriating Dumbledore.

Even more infuriating to everyone, was the fact that Harry was openly dating Draco, was still friends with Blaise, and had no intentions of rekindling the false friendship he had with Ron. The redhead was getting more and more infuriated every time he saw Harry happy and laughing. Even worse Hermione was helping Harry every chance she got, piecing together the family tree and helping him learn minor defensive and attack spells, while Draco, Blaise, and Tom helped Harry learn the higher class spells and the Dark Arts that Harry would need to survive.

So far, there where only two people who might possibly have been the Heir to Merlin's Throne, Draco Malfoy, the combination of the Black house and the Malfoy house, but being a Seraphim, Draco was not eligible to be the Heir to the wizarding throne. That left only one, the combination of a french bloodline, and an Irish, a small eight year old boy living in the middle of the English king-land where King Arthur was once said to rule along side Merlin, it gave Harry good feelings. He just had to get the letter back from the boy's guardians. Apparently the poor thing was living in an orphanage, his parents having been killed by a severe, and untreated case of the dragon-pox. It would make it all the easier to bring the boy to London. Only after Harry had taken care of Dumbledore, he didn't want the poor child to suffer anymore than he already had. The only problem, was that no twins had been born with marks on their foreheads yet, anywhere. Very frustrating.

Harry was getting more and more worried about Petunia. Tom always looked, but so far he had found nothing; Harry feared she really was dead. They had already found Vernon's body, laying behind the house that was now burned to the ground, and Harry was getting more and more anxious, his bad mood increasing with every day that passed. Dumbledore passed it off as grief, while Hermione thought Harry was simply angry, and Neville and Draco where getting more and more worried. Luna, she just sat there and looked amused as Harry paced back and forth, a scowl on his face as Neville kissed his wife's belly. They had gotten tired of waiting, and had gotten married during Christmas break. Luna Lovegood was now Luna Longbottom, and she was now officially a part of Neville's, and Harry's, family. It gave Harry tingles every time Luna smiled at him and promised him that he was going to make a wonderful uncle. He didn't bother questioning how she knew he was worried.

Harry was happier than he had been in years—he had a loving boyfriend, he had a family, there was a baby on the way. The war was shifting in Lord Fox's favor, who still had not made an appearance. Several people assumed that Devlin was really the Lord Fox that everyone was suddenly so loyal to. Harry had gotten several letters from various people, and magical creatures, wanting to help in the war, gathered in from his various contacts, mostly the red headed Weasley clan, the werewolves who were now spanning the globe to spread the word, and the forest elves who were now out in the wizarding society in droves. Even the vampires were now out in the open, thanks to Blaise who had done a great deal of cajoling, and bribing. The giants had come out of hiding, and were acting peaceful for the first time in years, now that they had more room to roam they could be the solitary creatures they where supposed to be. Even the centaurs had left the forests, and had taken to wandering wizarding villages, it was driving Dumbledore, and the Minister of Magic, insane.

They where doing everything they could to control the magical creatures, but every time they arrested one, two more took it's place, and, even worse, wizards loyal to 'the cause' always ended up releasing the captured creatures. The wizarding world was in an uproar, a great deal of the wizarding community was turning against the Minister of Magic and his incompetence, and turned instead to Dumbledore, the Dark Lord, or Lord Fox, taking sides, and forming alliances. Almost every single Pure Blood, not already claimed by Tom, publicly announced that they would be supporting Lord Fox, approving of his choice to try and return the wizarding world back into the free reign that it had been centuries ago. They enjoyed talking with the centaurs who visited them, and were more than willing to offer the vampires a free meal when they needed it, though most of the vampires preferred to get their blood from a donated blood-bank that where being set up everywhere, thanks to large donations from Lord Fox, and the many Pure Bloods.

The only problem that Harry had during this war so far, was not bursting into laughter when Dumbledore started throwing a temper tantrum. Harry knew better than to think that it wouldn't change for the worst, everything always did. For now though, he amused himself in pretending to be as upset as Dumbledore about all of this, a difficult task when Dumbledore started breaking his own things. Harry was well on his way to start actively challenging Dumbledore. Harry was sitting in the Founder's common room, laying on the couch with his head in Draco's lap as the blond stroked Harry's black hair. Neville and Luna were sitting on the other couch, in a similar position as Neville read a children's book to Luna's belly, making Draco scoff.

“It can't hear you Neville.” he taunted smirking a little as Neville shrugged.

“you don't know that.” Neville stated simply. “we want smart babies, there is no such thing as too early.” he chirped with a smirk on his lips as he looked up at Luna. “right love?”

“Mmm. Something big is going to happen soon.” she stated, completely ignoring the man who's head was in her lap. “The Knifflebugs said so.” She got funny looks from all three men, but no one said anything. It was better not to question her, especially with her as pregnant as she was, she had a tendency to get violent. “Yes, very big... a change in the war...”

“A good change?” Harry asked hesitantly, and Luna paused for a moment. “I don't know,” she admitted, looking down at Neville and then smiled. “We still haven't thought of names,” she murmured, changing the subject. Harry sighed a little as he shook his head.

“Listen, I have to get going.” He said, smiling at Draco. “I have a 'big thing' myself to finish up.” Harry had set it up with the goblins, that every single penny in Harry's vault, the Malfoy's vault, Snape's Vault, Blaise's Vault, Crabbe's Vault, Goyle's Vault, Parkinson's Vault and several other key members vaults to simply vanish...without any warning at all. It was one of Harry's plans for getting the items in his mother's vault back, he needed to get his mother's journal.

Harry had already told Dumbledore that he was headed to Diagon alley for some more books, and a few other personal items that Harry needed. The Golden Boy grinned and kissed Draco before heading out of the room, humming happily to himself as he headed to Snape's office and headed straight to the bank. He threw a very loud, very noticeable fit when he was told that the vaults had been emptied and raced back to Dumbledore's office.

They spent almost five hours, trying to figure out what happened, Dumbledore getting so pissed off that his face turned purple, McGonagall had arrived in the middle of it to complain that her and Madam Pomfry's bank accounts had also been drained, Snape rushed up not ten minutes after and Dumbledore dismissed Harry who was resisting the urge to start laughing his ass off as he rushed down the hall. Running into Draco halfway, he tearfully told him everything in front of everyone. Draco added that his accounts had also been drained. That led the rest of the school to rush out and ask their parents if anything had happened.

Over two thirds of the Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff students' family vaults had been drained of their money, all of the Slytherin's had been struck, but none of the Gryffindor's had been affected, not one save for Harry. Everyone found this very suspicious. All of the teachers accounts had also been drained, everyone's but Dumbledore's, a fact that did not go unnoticed. The Goblins had previously agreed to pull out money from their reserves, to pay for everyone to at least be able to buy the things that they needed. So while no one had their own money anymore, they certainly were not going to suffer on Harry's account.

For three days while everyone freaked out over the missing money, Harry spent the entire time searching frantically, or pretending to, for the missing money. Following several false leads inside the banks, and he wasn't the only one. Moody, McGonagall, and several students and their parents all searched. The goblins even assisted, digging around every vault and counting every knut, it was long overdue anyway, so they didn't mind too much, to Harry's immense relief.

Of course, Harry also knew where all of the money was being stored: deep down, under all of the vaults and the bank was a large cavern that went unused. That was where everyone's money was being held, all in separate piles with specific protections guarding each one, Harry wasn't going to use his money, just dig through it until he found the journal that he was looking for. He kept searching for a full day after everyone else had given up, but in the end he too 'failed' to find anything, much to Dumbledore's immense fury. The newspapers where accusing him of stealing, because even the Minister of Magic's vaults had been completely decimated, and they had to blame SOMEONE.

Rumors where circulating, people were suspicious of each other, and the magical creatures wandering the world made everything even more tense. And just to drive the stick home, Lord Fox donated over 33,000 Galleons to help take care of the people whose money had been stolen, while Dumbledore did nothing, a blow to the pride of the Dumbledore supporters. A blow to the pride of Dumbledore for that matter, it tickled Harry pink to see Dumbledore throwing tantrum after tantrum.

Harry smirked to himself as he trailed down the tunnel that led to the 'stolen' money, humming lightly to himself as he stepped through he golden piles and the silver speckles heading straight for his own pile of money and items, looking it over, feeling incredibly daunted. He had five times the gold than what Draco's family had, being that he had the Black family fortune, the Potter family fortune, and both Salazar and Gordric's fortunes. It was a little dizzying seeing all of the money he had, especially when he had never needed money.

He shook his head hard and moved over to the piles of items, and shifted through the potion items from his mother, the tons of pranks from his father, the clothes from Sirius, the hundreds of books from Lupin, calling his house elf friends to take them back to Gordric's room so he could read through them later, scowling as he finally hit his mothers personal items, licking his lips nervously.

“Alright Mum, time to find the truth.” He muttered softly, digging through the trunk and pulling out jewelry and drawings and chemical composition papers before finally pulling out the items he wanted most: several large leather bound journals all marked with Lily's name. He grabbed the newest one, the one she had written in during the time of war with Voldemort and flipped it open, blinking as an envelope dropped to the dry, dirty ground. An envelope with Harry's name on it.
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