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The whole story	By : Riahana Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 42620 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 15
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Authors Note~Thank you everyone for the Reviews, and people who have rated. I love reading the reviews. This chapter was a lot of fun to write so I hope you enjoy it,

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.

“Bold”=Parseltongue

Chapter 22

Lucius was not happy, everywhere he looked there were either house elves running in preparation; or Elves decorating here to there. All were getting ready for Harry’s fifteenth birthday party; it was like his Manor had been turned into a beehive with all the commotion. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Harry to have a party, he knew he deserved one. No what had him upset was the Heiress…She had literally overtook everything, and his mate wasn’t any better. Anything that the Heiress wanted, Narcissa was in complete agreement of.

On top of all the hassle of the party; Harry was not to know about it. So as each room was done, he was being made to go behind; putting up glamour’s to conceal their plans from the young Enrai. What he wanted to know was why he was the one made to do the glamour’s, there were other Elves capable of doing it. But because the Heiress said he had to do it, he ended up being the one to do it.

Then there were the presents, loads upon loads of them, from everyone. Each trying to outdo the others till it became some type of challenge; of who could get Harry the one present that he would absolutely love. It was enough for even him to want to pull his hair out and screaming. Instead Lucius would give everyone a tight smile nodding his head. What else was he to do when he was outnumbered by not only his mate but also the Heiress.

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Lately Harry had been acting really weird, at least weirder than Draco could remember him being. Harry would ask Draco to get him something, then when Draco returned with the requested item Harry would be gone. Making him search, when he asked why he ran off, Harry would respond that he forgot he sent Draco for something; but it kept happening.

Then there were the surprise tickle attacks, and the stuff that would need to be picked out of his hair; all of which drove him insane. That was not including the fact that Harry started to care more for his appearance, spending more time in the morning getting dressed, instead of throwing on whatever. It all was just too weird, he hoped that after Harry’s birthday things would go back to normal, but first was the perfect present from him.

He was positive that the present he had gotten Harry would out do everyone else’s. After thinking about it for weeks and not coming up with anything, he came across the idea completely by accident. Of course he wasn’t spying on Harry during his lesson with the Dark Lord, but casually strolling by when he heard Harry talking.

The subject of their conversation was of Harry teasing the Dark Lord, who was complaining about Nagini had her snakelings. That all the hissing was keeping him awake at night. Harry laughed at the Dark Lord, in which the Dark Lord responded that if Harry didn’t stop teasing him he would just send them all to his room. This only made Harry laugh harder, and he came up with the idea for his birthday present.

Then there was the conversation with the Dark Lord, seeing if he could buy one of Nagini’s babies. The Dark Lord at first didn’t want to give one up, saying maybe that was what he had planned as a gift for Harry. Spending a couple of days, pestering the Dark Lord till he caved in; was well worth the effort. Now he had the perfect gift, and all he had to do was wait till Harry’s birthday to give it to him.

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Harry was doing what he had done every year for as long as he could remember; staying up till midnight of the night of July 30^th, to wish himself happy birthday. Even though it had gotten better since he started at Hogwarts with his friends sending him gifts. He had yet to actually experience a true birthday party. The closest he had come to having one was when Hagrid had come to give him a squashed cake and take him Diagon Ally for is school things.

Even though he knew that this year would be different he still kept his own birthday tradition. It wasn’t like he couldn’t figure out the plans everyone was doing. Casting tempus showed he still had ten minutes until midnight. A soft creak of the door opening made Harry; nearly falling off the bed. A chuckle, the one from the intruder; flittered to his ears; looking upside down from the end of his, met the amused face of Draco. What could the blond want now?

“If I wasn’t trying to surprise you I would have knocked, but honestly I didn’t think you would still be awake.” Draco said carrying a present wrapped in green and silver with a ridiculously large bow. “What are you doing still awake anyway?”

“What are you doing awake?” Harry said copying the same amused tone that Draco used.

“Well since I am in your room, holding your present, right before your birthday…I have no clue why I would be here?” Draco said in a quiet voice with only a hint of mockery in it.

“Yea... I suppose that could be.” Harry said, a blush heating his cheeks. “So can I have my present?” Harry asked, reaching for it.

“Absolutely not… It’s not your birthday yet.” Holding the present out of Harry’s reach. “And pouting will not work either…Plus you haven’t answered my question. Why are you still awake?” Draco said sitting next to Harry on the bed.

“Well it’s kinda of a personal birthday tradition…” Harry looked down for a moment able to feel the earlier blush coming back. “I stay awake to wish myself happy birthday.” Looking into steel eyes; for a moment he thought he saw anger reflected in them, but soon it was replaced by a smile.

“Well this year I will be the one to tell you Happy Birthday.” Draco said in a soft tone, a flurry of owls came through the open window. “What are all these?” Jealously coloring his voice slightly.

Harry looked at Draco giving him a knowing smile before getting up to relieve the owls of the packages. Bringing them back to the bed Harry laid each present out before sitting back down. Pointing to a neatly wrapped present in red and gold, “This is from Hermione, most likely a book of some type.” The next present was messily wrapped also in red and gold, “that one is from Ron, which would mean candy.” Harry frowned at the present, why he would even send a present? Pointing at the plain box, “that one is from Mrs. Weasley so it’s a cake and some other treats…” With a snort Harry continued, “Mrs. Weasley thinks my family doesn’t feed me enough so she sends me a care package on my birthday.” Pointing at a very large colorfully wrapped box, “That’s from the twins, so it is jokes and pranks for me to use.” Pointing to the last item, an envelope, “That’s from Dumbledore, telling me Happy Birthday and giving my school list for next year.”

“What is the point of giving you a present every year if you already know what they are going to be?” Draco asked looking at the presents as if they were the enemy.

Harry laughed at Draco’s expression, saying, “I don’t know what your present is?” As Harry was trying to reach for the present that Draco still was not willing to give up yet, Harry heard bells chiming in the back ground signaling that it was midnight.

Draco leaned over, whispering into his ear. “Happy birthday Harry.” Giving his gift, face flushed; Harry didn’t know if it was from the exertion of trying to keep the gift away, or from being embarrassed. Either way it was cute.

Harry looked at the beautifully wrapped present the bottom was wrapped separately from the top so all he had to do was untie the bow and lift the top off. Looking at Draco one last time, wondering what the blond could have gotten him, Harry peeked into the box. Jumping back, when a little, very green head, poked its head out; swaying from side to side the little head began to hiss.

“Who are you?” Harry began laughing as the snake started to climb out of the box, slithering everywhere, it’s little tongue flickering out smelling the air as it climbed all over Harry. A constant hiss of questions coming out of the little snake. “What is this? Where am I? Why is it so quiet?”

Harry looking back at the little snake; answering only some of the many questions. “My name is Harry. You are in my chambers. What is your name pretty snake?” The little snake stopped its exploration looking back at Harry still swaying from side to side, always in motion.

“I have no name. Will you give me a name? The last being called me an annoying snakeling that never stopped hissing.” Hearing that Harry looked at Draco, that’s where he got the snakeling from.

“So you managed to get Tom to let you have one Nagini’s babies?” Harry said to a transfixed Draco, Ahhh….the blond must like the sound of parseltongue.

“Yes, well it took some talking…A bit of bribery, but the Dark Lord finally caved. How did you know it was from Nagini?”

“Well Tom said something about a snakeling that wouldn’t stop hissing, and this little one said the same thing.” Laughing Harry asked the blond, “What do you think I should call him?”

“It is your gift…You get to decide a name.” Draco said, with a slight nervous tone, “Do you like him?”

Harry watching the blond closely realized that Draco was nervous; it would be fun to let him sit there a little longer wondering. “I don’t know what to call you. I would love it if you wanted to stay with me.”

“Yes I like it here; you smell nice and talk to me. I will stay here, and can wait for a name.” Harry saw Draco fidget in impatience, making his mind up, gave the blond a radiant smile, “Yes I love him, he’s perfect Draco.” Harry answered as the little snake made its way to curl around Harry’s neck just barely long enough for head and tail to curl around itself.

“Of course I would pick the best gift to give you…Are you going to open your other presents?” The relief that Draco showed relaxed his shoulders, his features smoothing out as he smiled.

Running his fingers over the scales of the little snake, Harry answered, “I already know what they are, but if you want get one of the house elves to bring us some forks. You can help me eat my cake.”

That night Harry and Draco stayed up late eating, cake, and candy from the Weasleys’. Looking at the book Hermione sent; on the rare magical creatures, which was completely wrong on its definition of what the High Elves where. Causing both to fall back laughing and giggling at the ridiculous description.

When the third yawn, Draco said, “Lay down Harry get some sleep.”

Still yawning and rubbing his eyes Harry answered back, “Mmm…not” But still listened to the blond and laid back onto the pillow. “Draco?”

Draco turned around, looking back at the pile of pillows and blankets. “Yes Harry?”

In a sleepy voice already half way to the land of dreams, “Thank you….best birthday ever.” Then fell asleep a smile still on his face. Harry didn’t even see the sappy smile that Draco returned or heard the softly spoken words.

“You are welcome Harry; it only gets better after tonight.”

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Harry walked down to breakfast, the little snake still wrapped around his neck, hissing question after question. This one was the snakeling that Tom had the most complaints about, it was curious about everything, and there was always a constant hiss coming from it. Chuckling at his new friend, Harry couldn’t have asked for a better gift. Draco really had done great with the gift.

Walking into the dining hall was a huge surprise; everywhere he looked there was decorations proclaiming his birthday; in one corner, a huge pile of presents. Everyone that Harry had met since coming to Malfoy Manor was already sitting around the table waiting for Harry to make his entrance.

Harry’s grandmother walked over, giving her grandson a big hug and saying, “Happy Birthday love.” Looking from his grandmothers’ happy face to all the other Elves in the room, they did all this for him? He knew they were planning something, but this was beyond anything he could have thought of.

“Is this all for me?” Harry asked the room at large. In which everyone chuckled in a resounding “yes” was enough to convince him that it was truly all for him. His grandmother led him to the table saying that he had to eat first before opening gifts.

Breakfast was perfect all his favorites were made to perfection by the house elves, and no one was fighting for once. Draco sat across from Harry looking far superior from anyone else in the room; which he figured was because he had brought the snakeling down for breakfast.

“So I see Draco already gave you his gift, what do you plan on calling him?” Tom asked looking curious.

“I don’t know yet, so far I call him little one, or noisy one. You did yourself a favor in picking this one out for Draco’s gift.” Harry laughed at the look that Tom gave the snakeling, disgust clearly showing.

“Well you could always call him either Tithen which is Elvish for little or there is Bruinedhiel which is noisy in Elvish.” Tom said actually giving it some thought.

Harry thought for a moment, at which name would be better, he liked both of them. But decided to choose the one that was easier to say. Looking at the snakeling Harry asked, “I think I have a name for you, do you like Tithen? It means little in Elvish” The snake having uncoiled itself from around Harry’s neck; smelling his breakfast. “Yes I like that name. I want some of this.” Tithen was flickering its tongue at some of Harry’s sausages. With a laugh he broke of small pieces for the noisy snakeling, who hissed it’s like of the new food.

Looking up at everyone Harry announced, “He likes the name Tithen, it was a wonderful idea Tom.”

Tom mumbled that Bruinedhiel would have been the better choice as the snakeling had yet to stop hissing.

When breakfast was over and the house elves had cleared everything away, Harry’s grandmother came forward with her present. It was a large square box and inside were items that made no sense. Looking at his grandmother she said, “This is your mothers baby blanket, and other items she held dear, I thought you might like them.” Harry touched the soft blanket; not being able to answer looked at his grandmother, giving her a watery smile.

The next present came from Severus; it was a personal pensive that had memories of his mother stored into it. Looking at the gift, one of these days they would have to talk. You don’t give a gift like that to someone you hated. Harry whispered his thank you.

Thankfully the next present came from his Godfather and Remus. Who couldn’t stop moving and jumping around, making him forget his earlier sadness; with a laugh he accepted the gift. It was a mirror, not understanding Harry looked at Sirius who grinned before answering, “It’s a communication mirror I have the other one. That way we can talk anytime while you are at school.” He loved the idea that he could talk to Sirius at any time, giving his Godfather a huge smile and sat the mirror down gently.

The Malfoy’s had gotten him more clothes and accessories, even though Harry didn’t think he needed anymore, the craftsmanship was beautiful and thanked them for such. The Lestrange’s gave him books on Elven magic and healing. Fenir also gave him a book on how to change into a wolf.

Tom’s gift was a little unusual, it was also a book, but when Harry tried to read some of it, it didn’t make much sense. Looking at Tom not wanting to insult him; but truly wondering what this gift was; Tom only chuckled turning the book to the first page, before explaining.

“Draco gave me this idea in return for me letting him gift you Tithen. You won’t be able to understand it now but the first page, but as you go through the book it will teach you all the different languages of animals that I know. I actually put the book together so you could continue learning when you are in school.” Tom giving his shoulders a squeeze.

Harry thanked Tom, looking at Draco also sent him a thank you knowing it was his idea that had Tom giving him this gift. Harry jumped up giving each person in the room a hug; including the stupefied Draco. Gathered his presents and ran back to his room. This was one of the best birthdays he could have ever hoped for.
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