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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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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.

Authors Note~ Several different POV’s in this chapter I hope it doesn’t confuse anyone, but it would have been very difficult to write only using one or two like I have been doing.

Chapter 37

Lucius being in a state of agitation, pacing back and forth across the room of requirement. How Severus could sit their calmly waiting was beyond his understanding. Draco gave the bare minimum when explaining what was going; actually his son didn’t really explain anything, only saying that something about Harry’s great grandmother and he needed to be there, to see it for himself. Although he loved his son, some days, like today he wished he could throttle the brat.

“Father it is unbecoming of a Malfoy…To pace.” The son who loved to torment him said. Of course he knew it was unbecoming to pace; but it was also unbecoming for his son to have him waiting for information.

Stopping all movement; straightening his back to glare at his son, “And why shouldn’t I be agitated right now, you refuse to say anything further, but have demanded my presence to be here?” Stalking towards his son, face growing colder, “Do not ever tell me what is unbecoming of a Malfoy again. I am the one who knows what a Malfoy should or should not do.”

Draco stood up going toe for toe with him giving, a smirk gracing his features, “Just sit father, I am sure they will be here soon.”

“They? Who is the other person coming with Harry?”

“That doesn’t matter,” Giving a flippant motion with his hand. Draco turned as the door opened, “See look, they have arrived.”

Lucius gazed at the door watching Harry walk in with Mrs. Granger behind him. Giving the witch a cold look, “Harry what is the meaning of this?” Contempt showing through his cold mask, pointing at the witch, “Why is Mrs. Granger even here? A filthy witch…Does she know?” The witch jumped at the sound of Lucius’s voice and Harry stepped forward blocking his sight, Draco coming to stand next to Harry further blocking any view of the Witch.

Fire was leaping in Harry’s eyes, where his voice would grow cold; Harry’s could burn people when he was angry. Right now that anger was being focused on Lucius, “Is it a problem that my friend is here?” Harry stepped forward making him back up a step, “If it wasn’t for Hermione we wouldn’t have the information that we do now.” Harry took another step forward forcing him to take a step back, “She stays; if you cannot handle it then leave.” Taking one last step back; falling into the couch with Harry standing over him, “I am the Enrai and will not be questioned.” Harry bent down looking into his widened eyes, “Understood.”

Looking at Severus; who was smirking at his situation, then at Mrs. Granger that was looking at Harry as if she didn’t know him. Draco rushed forward rubbing circles on Harry’s back also looking down at him; looking back at Harry, dropping his head there was only one answer he could give, “Yes my Lord.”

Harry gave Lucius a grin resembling contempt as he barred his teeth than any affection, “Good.” He watched Harry take a seat on another couch, his son sitting next to him still keeping his arm around him. Lucius didn’t know what had changed but the boy who came to the Manor last summer had now accepted his role, maybe it had something to do with the witch and the information she was currently setting up. Harry spoke up, sounding more tired than his earlier performance indicated, “Hermione could you explain, you are better at it then I am.”

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Severus sat there silently laughing; at Lucius the fool; it was going to happen sooner or later that Harry would accept the situation. Lucius problem was he thought he could sway Harry into thinking a certain way about the people Harry cared about. One of those people happened to be Mrs. Granger; even Draco wasn’t foolish enough to come between those two and apparently supported Harry in this.

Out of all the witches and wizards that Harry could have allied himself with; Mrs. Granger was the best choice; a true protégé within the Wizarding World. She excelled in any subject with her thirst for knowledge, gaining the name of know-it-all; even her work in potions far exceeded her peers and if she applied herself; could possible pass him as a potions master. But he would never tell her that, actually he preferred to push her to see what lengths she would go to garner his praise, something no student had yet to achieve.

Watching the bushy haired witch flip through books, and set out pages of all the references that she would need to explain what Harry asked her too; he realized even with her genius, that wasn’t why Harry allied with her. It was Mrs. Granger’s complete loyalty that made this unlikely friendship possible. The witch stood in front of both couches clearing her throat, “I’m ready.” Her voice sounding smaller than Severus had heard before possible because, it was she who was going to be the one explaining to the two professors, instead of the other way around.

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Harry was still boiling with everything that Lucius implied, but having Draco’s support in this helped calm him down. Technically Draco didn’t even need to be here, having already heard all this once before, but he was quickly learning that the blond would never let him face anything alone. Hermione was almost ready when he noticed that she was standing in the room looking around a little lost. Focusing her eyes on him she said “I’m ready.” Slightly above a whisper.

Giving his friend a smile in hopes it would encourage her; she stood up straighter taking a couple of deep breaths then began, her voice sounding clearer than before. “I found a couple of things odd after Harry took the Ancestry test, we used the one that came from ‘Obscure Potions of the 1800’s’.” Hermione went and handed the potions book to Severus and each a copy of Harry’s family tree. “The test will go back five generations of direct lines of decent, on the fourth generation; Harry’s great grandfather was mated to a person that is unexpected…Ariana Dumbledore.” Both Severus and Lucius snapped their heads up after confirming that what Hermione said was the truth.

Lucius spoke up with a sneer still on his face, which he shot daggers at, “This is a copy, I would hope you have the original.”

Hermione dug through the paperwork she had gathered handing Lucius the original. Then continued with reciting the oddities of the test. “What else we found that was odd; was the test showed who each generations’ mates are. I am of the understanding that it is the Dominant’s that have the connection with their mate’s; that submissives have the choice. If that was true than it wouldn’t show Draco being connected on Harry’s tree it would have been the opposite.”

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Severus was not shocked that Harry told Mrs. Granger so much about Elves even how relationships worked. What was more shocking was the type of Ancestry test she had used. Speaking up for the first time he asked. “Mrs. Granger why did you use this test? There are far simpler means of finding out the same information…Also where did you procure a blood quill?” He drawled, rolling the vowels together making it smoother and deeper.

The witch gave Severus an appraising look, “All the other tests I looked at had a margin of error, I wanted one that didn’t have any or was minuscule.” Hermione smiled, “I should thank you professor I wouldn’t have found it if you hadn’t assigned us the paper to write on the proper use of Ashwinder eggs. I found the test looking for information on that essay.”

Thinking back to the paper that the witch wrote at the beginning of school, yes she did cite information from the same book. But to choose this test and be able to brew the potion was mastery level; maybe he has been going too easy on the witch and should give her harder tasks in the future. “You still have not answered where you found a blood quill.”

“I made one sir; it was needed for the best results; assuring if used the margin of error was zero.”

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Lucius glanced up from studying the original that the witch handed him. Not really paying any attention to what Severus was asking, he didn’t care what test was used just the information the test gave. Both oddities that were mentioned were interesting, the problem was he had no information to base any conclusions off of. The test needed to be done again by Harry, and even his grandmother should also take it, as it was her mother they needed the information on. He doubted the Heiress remembered her true mother, what with her being so young the last time she had seen her. A closer relation should tell more information.

What drew him away from his pondering of how to solve this; was the mention of a dark artifact. A blood quill, which he had been studying in his spare time for years; more as a hobby than to gain any true insight from. When the witch admitted to making one, which was interesting; as it is very difficult and dark enough the majority of witches and wizards were unable to create one.

If the witch was able to create one, then he might have to reevaluate the need of having the witch in his presence, “If you created a blood quill, may I be able to see it? I have studied them for years.” She went through her bag again, finding a box covered in black cloth that she handed over.

Opening the box showed that it was a blood quill, slender black; with one of the sharpest tips he had seen. It exuded dark magic sending out wave after wave of it pounding on his senses. Giving the witch a smirk more in appreciation, than contempt; this was one of the better blood quills he had seen and it had the witch’s magic all over the torture device.

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Draco wasn’t paying attention, having more fun running his hands up and down Harry’s back, playing with the ends of his hair, or tickling places on his side that would make Harry squirm. All of which was more fascinating than watching Hermione tell Severus and his father about the test. He had heard it once before and didn’t want to hear it again. Certain touches were hard for him to do; but if it was all in teasing fun his instinct wouldn’t yell at him to stop.

Harry on the other hand was paying attention to Hermione, and was sending the blond a glare trying to get him to stop the dancing fingers across his back. Giving his mate an innocent smile ignoring any attempts that Harry tried to get him to stop and continued his fun.

Feeling dark magic pulse through the room had him sharpening his attention to the exchange between his father and Hermione. His father was holding up a blood quill, probably one from his collection when his father spoke, “And Harry used this for the test he took?”

Draco saw red and was moving before he even thought of what he was doing. He grabbed the witch turning her around, facing him; arms shaking from the rage within him, telling him to snuff out the witch who dared to hurt his mate. “You had my mate use a blood quill?” He said sending chills down everyone spines. “Do you know how much one of those hurt? It could have scarred him? That is a tortures device used to break someone…” Saying with clipped words, through his clenched teeth. Harry was behind him trying to gain his attention.

Hermione wasn’t bowed by his actions though; and started yelling back at him, “Yes I know how bad they hurt, I used it on myself first before letting Harry use it. Also I had Murtlap Essence that I used to prevent scarring and take away the pain.”

Looking between the witch and Harry, when his mate spoke in his ear pulling him away from Hermione, “It was only three words, and barely hurt afterwards.” Harry sat him back on the couch keeping his hands placed on his knee; effectively keeping him from moving again. He started starring at Harry’s hands; grabbing them with shaking fingers, turning them over and pushing up the sleeves on Harry’s robes looking for any scars that were from the blood quill.

Harry smiled raising his eyebrows, “See nothing wrong. Can you calm down now?”

Looking into green eyes, smiling slightly, “I am always calm…” Making the attempt at sounding like he had done nothing.

Harry giggled saying, “Maybe only in your mind…”

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Harry sat there letting each breath calm him further. That was too close, Draco almost killed Hermione and he may have if he wasn’t there to stop the blond from doing more than yelling. Even Hermione was shaken, replacing any fear she had with the false courage that only close friends of hers would notice. The worst part was the room became silent with Draco jumping up, able to hear everything the blond said.

Blushing when Lucius spoke, “So you two have told each other? And you accepted Harry?”

He didn’t want to answer that question right now, he knew everyone would figure it out sooner or later; but right now it was too new. He wanted to keep it secret a little longer. Draco saved him by redirecting his father, “We are not here to discuss that, but here to discuss the Ancestry test. What can you tell us about the oddities it shows?”

Lucius gave Harry a knowing look before answering, “Honestly I cannot tell you anything about what it says. It is far beyond my current understanding.” Lucius drew serious for a moment, “I will be taking a copy of the test to the Dark Lord see if he can make any sense of it.” Lucius then sneered at Hermione, “I am extending an invitation for you, Mrs. Granger to come to Malfoy Manor over the holidays…I would suggest you do not decline…Also I will need you to have enough of this potion ready for at least five people.”

Hermione nodded her head that she understood, when Severus spoke up, “You can use my personal potions lab to make the potions Mrs. Granger.” Hermione was smiling at that news having full access to Severus’s personal lab a dream come true for her.

Harry had one last question for his friend, he wondered how far she had gotten with the task he asked her to do. “Mione did you find anything on the Dumbledore family?”

Hermione rummaged through her papers she set out before answering, “I couldn’t find much information on the Dumbledore family and nothing before the year 1899 are in any Wizarding history books. I did find out that the Headmaster has a brother; an Alberforth Dumbledore. He runs the Hog’s Head Inn here in Hogsmeade.” Hermione looked at Harry, “I hope that helps.”

He smiled at his friend it wasn’t much but it was a start.
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