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The Fiancée	By : joms_hp Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 9650 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Chapter 2: Mien

Harry followed Severus still in a daze through the halls towards his room. 'Fiancée? What is the meaning of this? And what's with Malfoy? I just came here to work as a house keeper. Why is this happening to me?'

"… Potter! Mr Potter!" Harry was so lost in thought that he was startled when Severus called his name. When he snapped out of his daze he realized that he is standing in front of a door. Severus turned the knob to open the door and lead the teen inside.

"This would be your quarters until we leave for the Veela Palace in France," Severus gestured to the room. The room is done in a gold and burgundy motif. There is a queen size four poster bed at the centre of the room with mahogany side tables on both side. The sheets are made of burgundy silk with gold lining and the pillows are in pale gold. The carpet beneath the bed is in a dark burgundy color. On the left side of the bed covering the whole wall is a French window that leads to the balcony outside covered in deep burgundy drapes with gold details. A few steps from the windows, is a little mahogany coffee table with two chairs on both sides. While on the right side of the bed on is a bookshelf beside it are two doors one that leads to a walk-in closet and the other leads to an in suite bathroom done in cream and gold with a Whirlpool tub at its centre.

Harry was shock with the simple elegance and size of the room having grown up in a 1DK apartment all his life. For his this room is already a luxury that can only exist in his dreams, and now this is his room.

While Harry is still gaping at the sight of his room Severus clears his throat to get his attention. When Severus has Harry's attention to him he gestures to the Curly brunette haired woman beside him. "Mr Potter I would like to introduce you to your hand maiden Ms Hermione Granger. She would be your personal servant should you need anything ask her,"

"Your Grace," Hermione curtsied.

"Now I shall leave you to change. Dinner would be in an hour. Ms Granger make sure Mr Potter is appropriately resplendent for dinner with the Royal Family," Severus said before exiting the room.

"Yes, my lord" Hermione replied.

As soon as Severus left Hermione turned to look at Harry, "Shall we prepare for dinner, Your Grace?" Hermione said cheerfully.

"Please umm… Hermione?" Hermione giggled at how adorable her new master. The rumours are true he is cute.

"Yes, you Grace?" she asked with a smile.

"Could you please not address me as 'Your Grace'," Harry said with a hint of embarrassment colouring his cheeks and voice.

"But Your Grace, it is not appropriate for me to do so, I am your hand maiden and thus I am beneath you. For me to address you so casually would be disrespectful," Hermione argued

"Please, just Harry. I am no higher than your status. I am just a housekeep," Harry insisted.

"What were you saying?" Hermione said clearly distressed with what Harry is saying. "You are not a housekeeper. You're Prince Draco's fiancée," Hermione insisted giving stress to the word fiancée.

Harry clearly upset with the situation still insisted, "Please, just Harry,"

"Alright, as compromise I'll call you, Master Harry, instead. Would that be ok?" Hermione relented.

Harry seeing that this is the best option he could get could only agree.

"Now that, that is out of the way. Let's get you ready for dinner," Hermione said ushering Harry towards the in suite bathroom.

'What am I doing here?' Harry thought nervously as he stood by the dining table eyeing the royal family seated there dressed in formal dinner attire.

Harry felt like a little boy playing dress up in the outfit Hermione has put him in. Hermione has insisted that because this would be his first dinner and introduction to the royal household the affair is going to be a formal one. Thus he is force to wear a suit. Hermione for his part has chosen well for his outfit. He was decked in a tailored three piece black suit with a silver button down shirt and a dark emerald green tie. Hermione the stilled his hair into a sexy rumpled style that makes it looked elegant rather than its usual birds nest.

As soon as he entered the room everybody's attention turned towards him. 'Oh God, should I really be here?' Harry asked himself as everybody's attention was focus towards him. He could feel every single one of those gaze assessing him from head to foot.

He could see the king's leveling gaze size him up from the head of the table making his uneasiness grow even more. His gaze then shifted towards Draco who is seated on the right side of the king. Draco is clearly ignoring him for not once has the blonde glance his way since he entered the room. Harry for some reason felt dejected of Draco's apparent coldness to him. He could stand being ignored by the blond because of ignorance, but he could not stand being ignored because he is abhorred by the blond.

He was startled from his mussing when a tall brunet approached him offering his hand. "Hi I am Blaise Zambini, Draco's cousin/ best friend/ Aide-de-Camp.

"Nice meeting you," Harry said accepting the hand.

Without letting go of the hand in his grip, Blaise lead Harry towards the table, pulling out the empty chair beside him for Harry. "You seat here, Severus say hi to Harry," Blaise said pointing at the head vassal to Harry's right.

"I already meet him this morning," Severus answered. "It's good for you to join us Mr. Potter," he said as way of greeting.

"Likewise, Sir," Harry replied timidly.

Blaise pouted at the tense atmosphere and tried to lighten up the mood by starting up a small talk with Harry, "So how do you find our home so far?" Blaise asked as the maid started serving their meal.

'How can I eat? I feel so awkward,' Harry thought as a maid places a plate in front of him.

"Harry… Harry…"

Harry was startle when Blaise placed a hand on his shoulder to get his attention. "You spaced out for a second there. Is the food not to your liking?" he asked.

"Ah now it's just I have a lot in mind right now," Harry replied.

"I know it feels awkward at first but you'll get used to it," Blaise said with a kind smile. Blaise has then switched his attention to the others, "By the way does this mean that Draco is already secured to succeed the throne?" he asked.

Harry's eyes widen at this. "Eh? Succeed But I thought this engagement is so you could secure an heir to the throne," Harry interjected when all eyes were reverted to him he lowers his head in embarrassment.

"True, this engagement is so we could secure the next heir to the throne but this is also done so His Highness could secure his position in the succession and prepare him to succeed his father," Severus started explaining, "The process of choosing a royal bride is always fundamental in securing the heir's position in the succession. Thus, it always falls to the hand of the previous king to be the one to choose who is to be his bride. In other words the it is in the digression of His Highness grandfather as to who becomes his bride,"

"And as of late the previous king has become so whimsical, we don't know what came to senile mind to choose a bride at random," the subtle jibe that came from the king was never lost to Harry who flinched slightly at the insult.

Draco smirked at that and chuckled, "He loves England more specifically Hogwarts that is why it is no wonder he choose somebody from there. Just like you, don't you think father," Draco retorted skilfully never missing the minute narrowing of eyes from Severus who is across from him. "Anyway, let drop this idle talk and eat," Draco evaded skilfully.

'Is this how it should be from now on,' Harry thought as he observed the royal family quietly 'This calculated and cold atmosphere…'

"I feel tired!" Harry said when he finally retired to his room. He proceeded to the balcony to get some fresh air. 'Everything is moving so fast and I can't seem to follow. One minute I am just a lowly student who could barely live on his own trying to make ends meet and the next I am a fiancée of some veela prince and not just some prince, the Crown Prince,' Harry sighed at his predicament. 'How would I wish to wipe out that cold look on his face and make him smile,' Harry thought remembering the night when he stumbled upon the prince on top of the astronomy tower.

Harry was brought out of his musings when a knock resounded on his door. "Come in!" he called out.

"Hey!" Blaise greeted him holding a small plate with pastries in it. "I notice you barely ate during dinner so I decided to bring you some snacks to tide you over the night," he said placing the plate on the nearby coffee table.

"Thank you, Lord Blaise," Harry replied.

"Hey, hey, none of that lord thingy. Last time I check you are now part of the royal family too. So call me Blaise," Blaise said.

"Ok… Blaise, please call me Harry," Harry said smiling slightly.

"You should smile more. It suits you," Blaise commented making Harry blush. Blaise then leans unto the railing of the balcony enjoying the slight chilly breeze of the night air. "So, I heard that you are are nothing but a money grabbing whore," Blaise commented looking at Harry through the corner of his eyes.

Upon hearing that Harry's mood sunk. "But you know I don't believe them," Blaise said.

"Eh?"

"I don't believe that you are money grabbing whore. I knew people like that and you are most definitely not one of them," Blaise smiled at Harry, "I also feel… no… I know that the previous king is right in choosing you. I may have not known you for a long time but I know the moment I meet you are the right person for Draco. You see he has been hurt for so long that he has forgotten how to be happy. His mother died when he was young and his father my uncle was so busy with running the nation that most of the time Draco is left alone. What is worse is he is surrounded by people who either wants him for his power, money, and status or people who wants him dead. There are only a handful of people who truly cares for him and even with us he seems to be distant wanting to do everything on his own. It would be beneficial for him to have somebody who would be with him by his side most of the time, and I feel that you would be it," Blaise then took Harry's hands in his and stared at his eyes. "Please Harry, take good care of him and stay by his side no matter what,"

Harry for his part felt everything that Blaise wanted him to do and so with that he made his promise, "I promise you that even though he doesn't like me, for his sake and for the sake of all I'll stay by his side,"

Draco was lounging inside the library reading a book when he heard a knock on door. "Enter!" he called out as Hermione entered rolling a cart full of pastries and tea. She places a plate full of pastries on his table and pours him a cup of tea before placing the tea set onto the table as well.

Draco notices another tea set on the cart as Hermione busies herself in arranging his tea, "Whose tea is that?" Draco asked.

"Oh, They are for Master Harry, Your Highness. Lord Blaise has ordered me to bring it to his rooms since according to him Master Harry barely ate his dinner," Draco frowned upon hearing her answer.

"When we were six Draco declared that he is already man enough to face the hippogriff that was captured the day before. So when everybody is asleep we sneaked in to where they are keeping the animal. But Draco being Draco, with his arrogance sauntered over the cage and woke the sleeping hippogriff rather rudely. The animal taking offence with what he did clawed out to him. When the king learned of his foolishness he was grounded for a month doing library works and his broom was confiscated until further notice," Blaise was telling Harry stories about Draco and Harry was listening raptly to every story. He wanted to learn more about his fiancée whom he so admired previously from afar.

"He was…" Blaise was unable to complete his sentence when somebody jerked him away only to be greeted by Draco's murderous gaze.

"What are you doing here, Blaise?" Draco asked his voice clearly showing his displeasure. "You know it is inappropriate to enter some else's fiancée's room," Draco said.

"I was just trying to get to know your fiancée. Being your Aide-de-camp it is my duty to do so. Seeing that one day I would also be serving him. Besides you don't have to worry about me you know my inclinations are not the same as yours," Blaise explained. "Anyway, I guess I have overstayed my welcome. Besides I need to go to bed now we have a very busy day tomorrow,"

As soon as Blaise left the room Draco turned to Harry, "Have you no shame? You even plan cuckold me with my best friend,"

"I… I wasn't..."

Draco pinned Harry unto the wall with both of Harry's in one grip while his other hand grips Harrys jaw. "Didn't I tell you earlier that you were bought to be my bride? That means I own you," Draco said tightening his hold on Harry.

"Dra… co… Hurts…" Harry managed to gasp out tears starting to flow out of the corner of his eyes.

Draco taking advantage kissed Harry roughly, "What is this you act like a virgin bride?" Draco mocked as he started alternating licking and kissing Harry's jawline.

Harry struggled to get Draco off him but the blonde has a far superior built and strength than him, "Please… st… stop! AHHHH!" Harry gasped out tears now steadily running down his cheeks when Draco bit the juncture between his neck and jaw.

Draco smirked as he loosens let goes of Harry's hands and watches with cruel satisfaction as Harry slides down the wall gasping for breath while massaging his sore throat. "Now with that mark I am sure you would think twice before you cheating on me. It will serve as a reminder for you that you are nothing but mine to do with as I pleased," With that Draco left the room with Harry curled up in a tight ball on the floor sobbing.

"Your Highness?" Hermione inquired when she saw Draco exiting Harry's room, beside her is the tea cart still loaded with the snacks Draco has ordered for Harry.

"He is exhausted and is already sleeping," Draco said while striding down the corridor.

Inside the room Harry was crying his heart out, 'If only I knew this would have happened… It would have been better if I haven't meet' Harry thought as he sobs reminiscing about that fatefully encounter at the roof top. 'That night I thought it to be a nice coincidence that I was able to meet him up close. I should have known better,'

As Draco enters his room he flung himself onto the mattress his mind is in a mess his emotions going wild. "What am I doing?" he said clutching his head in frustration. 'I should not have fallen for him,'

Tsuzuku…

AN: Yay! Another chapter! Thank you all for your support. As I said before I am planning to modify the story line bit by bit so please be a little bit patient with me. For those of you who reviewed thank you so much! I hope this chapter is to your liking. Please R&R.
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