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The Underling	By : AlphazSlut Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5549 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter List
- 1-The Underling
- 2-Bath Time
- 1
- 2
Chapter 2:

As per his Father’s instructions, Draconis was now quietly guiding the boy to the servants Bath Chamber. Since they had left the Throne Room neither boy had seemed motivated to break the tentative, uncomfortable silence that had grown between them. Draconis was stubbornly trying to focus on the route he was taking and not the green eyes he could feel digging into the back of his skull; he had already accidentally lost his bearings several times and taken two wrong turns, adding more time to the journey, as he was unwilling to admit his mistake and turn around.

This was ludicrous; he was humiliating himself and stomping all over his own pride for an Underling – a eunuch Underling! Because, of all things, he had pretty eyes! Disgusted with himself, Draconis hastened his step, not caring if the boy could keep up with him. He didn’t understand these feelings his brain was warring with, but Draconis Malfoy did not give up without a damn good battle!

Harry stumbled, lost aboard his own train of thought, almost missing his cue as the Prince sped his pace. Not for the first time that night, Harry glared at the back of the beautiful blonde head. This was not how things were supposed to go; this was pushing the boundaries, in more than one way. Harry cursed himself, the Prince, but most of all the Prince’s guards for not paying more attention. As soon as he had entered the room with his fellow servants, he had felt the malice in the air. One quick scan of the room later he knew everything he needed to; the villain, the intent, the victim.

Harry sighed under his breath, there was nothing he could do now. What was he supposed to have done? Allow the Prince to be assassinated? No, it would be better if he were discovered now, than if this plan had no means of working at all. Eyes widening he had to catch himself once more as he realized the blonde hair was much closer than previously; he stepped back just in time to avoid collision with the Malfoy heir.

“Ah, here we are. Mind you we are, for this point in time, equals, and we would gladly have you use the Royal Bathing Chambers rather than these…” Draconis paused and sneered at the door as though it were a condemned criminal, “lovely facilities. However, I think, given your current… state, it would be prudent to have more than one bath available.”

Draconis failed to smoother his smirk as Harrison’s eyes turned defiant and he visible fought back a biting remark. A pity, Draconis would have loved to hear what wit this mysterious creature held. The smirk vanished quickly from his face as he remembered exactly who was standing in front of him.

He cleared his throat and pushed open the door, “Very well, after you then. Bath Maiden? I require your services immediately!”

A pretty little thing, no older than either of the boys, quickly scurried forward and bowed deeply, “Oh! My Lord, I am Bath Maiden Cho Chang! To what do we owe the great honor of having one from the Royal Family grace our humble Bath Chambers?”

Draconis sneered at her, but politely replied, “Maiden Chang, this Und- this servant has been given Royal privileges as I owe my life to him. However, we think it best if he were bathed as soon as possible. I think it sould require at the least 3 full bathes to have him presentable.”

“Oh, yes, of course, My Lord. We’ll have this Lad looking spit shined in no time at all!” The girl grinned, and quickly walked off to get the other servants to work.

Draconis noticed, not for the first time, that it was a group of Underlings who carted the buckets of water to and fro and stoked the bath fires. Even though this was something that could be easily done with magic, it had never bothered him before because his father had explained that it gave the Underling something to do. This time however, seemed decidedly different, he glanced Harrison’s way to see if the scene made him just as uncomfortable. Apparently not, as he was staring head on into Draconis’ eyes with little to no emotion showing in his own.

Suddenly feeling very uneasy once again, he attempted a light joke, “Well, I for one have never heard of slobbering on someone to get them clean, but then I’ve never had dirt caked on my face before either so who am I to judge?”

For the next few seconds, an eternity to Draconis, Harrison just continued to gaze unnervingly at him, before making a small noncommittal noise that may or may not have been agreement and turning to the Bath Maiden who had come back to undress him. Draconis couldn’t help but sag and let out a long breath. What was with this boy? This was not how his Father had told him Underling were supposed to behave.

Harrison was fairly certain at this point that Draconis was a spoiled, egotistical, moron. Perhaps the Kingdom would have been better off if he had allowed the assassination to happen, but no because if that happened… he shuddered. No need to think of awful things like that for now. Instead he turned his focus to the lovely Maiden in front of him, who was trying (and failing quite miserably) to unhook the clasp of his cloak.

Harry placed his hand over hers and pushed her fingers down on the button, allowing his cloak to hit the floor as she looked up into his face. Once their eyes meet, she blushed a charming pale pink, and he couldn’t keep the crooked smile from his face. She was lovely; if he were even the least bit inclined toward the female gender she probably would have been exactly his type. He quickly dropped her hand as he caught a quick look at a cloud of jealousy passing through the Prince’s eyes.

Seemingly disappointed, the girl quickly worked on divesting him of his ragged shirt and pants. He heard a sharp intake of breath to his right, but steadfastly kept his eyes glued to the far wall.

“Um, alright Sir, please climb in this bath first and I will rinse as much muck off of you as I can and then we will move to another bath.”

Draconis watch as Harrison smiled at the little harlot and did as she bid, avoiding the Prince’s gaze for as long as he could. In the moment the hussy had pulled off the boy’s pants, he hadn’t known what to expect see, but he knew what he had not expected to see. He had not expected to see a fully intact, though smaller than average, penis or a pair of perfect testicles. This made no sense; as far as Draconis could tell the boy was perfect, so why was he an Underling?

“Maiden Chang, I trust our charge will be well taken care of for the time being, so I must be off to converse with my Father over some rather urgent matters. I will be back at the end of the hours chime to collect Mister Harrison and I expect him to be clean, orderly, and appropriately dressed for the Royal Dinner table.”

Without waiting for so much as a nod, Draconis quickly exited the so-called Bathing Chambers and marched to his Father’s study.

Upon arrival Draconis knocked twice in quick succession and entered the study without further ado.

“Ah, Draconis, to what to I owe this abrupt and rather rude visit, my son?” Lucius questioned, looking over the rims of his reading glasses in disapproval, “I do hope you and our new friend have not already caused some type of disturbance in the castle.”

Draco flushed, murmuring quick apologies to his Father, “Yes, yes, Father, I do apologies for barging in like this, but you see it is quite urgent. It is the Underling Father, he’s pure perfection; it makes no sense.”

The King gave a sly grin, “Well, my son, there is no need to work yourself up about it. There is nothing one can do about the afflictions of ones heart. It’s a perfectly natural feeling for one to have, and as we now owe him the Royal Bloodline, there is nothing to keep the two of you apart. I see no problem.”

Draconis puzzled over his Fathers words momentarily before spluttering and blushing much more deeply than the King had ever seen, “Father! That is not at all what I meant. I may have some… interest in the boy, but it’s nothing that I would like to pursue at this time. The problem, Father, is that I can find no reason why the boy was placed with the Underlings. There is nothing at all wrong with him.”

The Kings gave a deep sigh, “Draconis, my boy, it saddens me to say this, but I fear the boy may, in fact, be an eunuch.”

Frustrated, Draconis huffed at his father, “Yes, yes, that’s what I though too, but he isn’t! We were just at the bath houses and everything is completely intact.”

The King said nothing for a moment, merely starring off with a puzzled frown, “Well, that is peculiar. There is no way it was an error, we thoroughly check each candidate, especially children before sending then to work as Und… Underground Servants. It is obviously not his mind, nor his ears, eyes, or tongue, you speak of his beauty and his sex is intact. Ah, of course, it happens so rarely I almost forget it is an aliment at all, tragic as it is.”

The King shook his head sadly as Draconis’ head spun, trying to put together his father’s meaning.

“What, father? What’s the matter with the boy?”

“He must be a squib. Tragic, it seems, my boy, that even if you love him, you can never be together. I apologize fiercely, I have seen your eyes when they meet his.”

Draconis scowled at his father, “I have told you father, I am not yet interested in him romantically. I do not even know what his face looks like yet. He could even have been placed here because he was so gruesomely scarred he is impossible to look at. Maybe that is it indeed; I find it hard to believe him a squib. He pulled me out of the way of a curse, no mere human can see and move faster than magic. He had to have sensed it, felt it; squibs cannot feel the magic as we do. I can not accept that answer.”

The King was not sure if he should scold his son for being so stubborn, or praise him. He didn’t think his son had even realized why he felt this passionately yet, but that was fine. It would make it harder on the boy once he realized the truth, there could be no other explanation.

To appease his son Lucius bargained, “How about this, my son? There are records kept on every servant in the castle. I will look for Harrison and find out when, and why he was admitted as an Underling. In the mean time, why don’t you try asking him yourself? Barring of course, you don’t go back for him and find that he is horrible scarred under that muck. When we next meet, we will compare notes. Good day my son, I will see you for dinner, yes?”

Draconis sighed at the clear dismissal, “Yes, father. I will see you tonight, good day.”

Half way out the door Draconis’ father halted him, “Oh, and my Dragon. Even if it you think it will end badly… always listen to you heart.” The King smiled as Draconis flushed for the third time that night and swiftly left his study.

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So lost in his own thought as he wandered throughout the castle, Draconis was forced to jog to the servants’ Bath Chamber so as not to be late for the hours’ last chime. Strutting as dignified as possible through the door, he almost tripped over his own feet at the sight that greeted him.

Maiden Chang giggled, “I know my Lord, I could hardly believe it myself after I dumped the first bucket of water over his head. He’s beautiful isn’t he?”

Draconis slammed his mouth shut and straightened himself out, clearing his throat and sweeping his gaze over a blushing Harrison once again, “Yes, quite.”

There stood Harrison, more beautiful than any setting sun, ocean, garden, or star filled night that he had ever seen. The only word Draconis could think of that came closer to describing his beauty was… ridiculous. He was ridiculously alluring and breath taking. Nothing should ever legally be this utterly stunning.

He was dressed in a simple Royal shirt, ruffled white with long sleeves, and dark black pant with dragon hide boots. Not that Draconis cared much for the clothing. No, it was his face that Draconis was so fixated on.

He was strikingly pale, not quite as outrageously as some people who had skin like freshly fallen snow. No his complexion was pale and perfect like the porcelain dolls mother had, and his hair fell softly down his back in messy ringlets of jet black, darker than any ink Draconis had ever seen. His nose small and delicately perched in the middle of a flawless oval face, and plum pink lips pouted with strong natural enticement.

And still, the most stunning features were the emerald gems gleaming at him; which jolted Draconis from his inner worship and had him muttering apologies and summons before hastily exiting the room dutifully ignoring the echoing giggles for the harlot and shuffling feet that followed in his wake.

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A/N: Yayyyy! Thank you all so much for your awesome reviews/ratings! I'm so glad you like the first chapter, and I hope you like this one just as much! :) So let me know what you guys think about Harry's odd little comments on the way to the bath chamber. :o Suspense! ;) Remember to review/rate in general too with advice, opinions, questions, requests, whatever. :) Till next time, which should be no later than Thursday, maybe before!

XoXo Kay

A special shout-out to Nina who was my very first Reviewer for this story! xDD Woohoo! Thank you sooooo much! :')

La-Tee, Oh my goodness! You are so sweet! No I don't have a Beta, but it's one of the things I was worried about when posting so I'm so glad you though I did! I think I might cry! :') <3

Lucylein, it fine! :) I don't actually see any errors, but it's so cool that you like to read story in other languages! I wish I could do that! xD <3

Cleo, hopefully after this chapter it's a tiny bit more clear that this isn't 100% like all the other cliche's. xD I'm really not sure how far to delve into the world of the Underlings, so if you have anything in particular you would like to know, please feel free to let me know! I'm always open to suggestions or questions! :) <3

Anglemuziq, this is what you're review made me do --> xD Smile like an idiot. It was so enthusiastic and I am so psyhiced that my story can inspire that! :3 No, Harry is not horrible disfigured (as I'm sure you figured out from Draco's fit xD, I had so much fun writing that!), but it's been fun to keep the mystery going while still dropping hints every now in then. :) <3
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