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Harry Potter and the Goblin King	By : GeminiFaerie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 29138 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 14
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"This is so boring!" Harry complained, "We've been here for over an hour and Malfoy hasn't shown up yet-not even to taunt me about falling into this trap! When he does show up, I swear I am going to knock his stupid head off!" He picked up the deck of cards and threw them at the wall angrily. Harry and Luna had been trapped in the oubliette for a little over an hour, and Harry had long ago lost his patience for sitting around playing card games; he had already told Luna about everything that had happened to him since Draco showed up back on Privet Drive, he had informed her about the wording of the prophesy (after all, she did risk her life for him back at the ministry), and they had also discussed Harry's birthday and how unfair it was for Dumbledore to make Harry miss the cruise with the Weasley family.

"He's probably busy," Luna replied calmly as she collected the cards, "he is the prince after all, and he still has to complete his summer work; don't worry though-I'm sure he'll be here soon. I don't think Draco would be satisfied if you lost because of being stuck in the oubliette-he will want to prove that he can best you at something; plus, he will want to collect that kiss you owe him. It was rather sweet of him to let you come rescue me before taking the kiss."

"Don't remind me," Harry groaned, "I hate that he was able to get under my skin like that! And I just know he's going to take advantage of the kiss; he's a Slytherin so he won't be able to help himself." Harry sighed and lay down on the cavern floor, "Why did I have to wish Dudley away? So I would have spent my birthday at home with a spoiled, obnoxious wale; at least I wouldn't be sitting in a musty old oubliette, bored out of my mind!" He shot up as he heard someone laugh on the other side of the room, and saw Draco standing in the shadows.

"I'm sorry you don't approve," Malfoy drawled, "Perhaps you would like me to add some cushions, maybe a throw rug or two? Sheesh Potter; I never knew you were so high maintenance!" He snapped his fingers and suddenly the oubliette was decorated with golden drapes on the walls, and a cream colored sofa and loveseat on top of a red and gold oriental rug. "There, is that better? It even matches your Gryffindor colors." Harry just rolled his eyes.

"It's about time Malfoy," He glared at the blonde prince, "Luna and I have been bored out of our minds for the past half an hour, right Luna?" There was no response, so he looked over at the fey girl and saw that she was sleeping on a couch Draco had conjured. "What did you do to her?" Harry demanded, standing up threateningly; this might have been more effective if Draco wasn't so much taller than him. He also found it hard to intimidate a boy who looked as hot as Malfoy did; the Slytherin had changed clothes since the last time he had seen him and was now wearing a pain of skin-tight leather pants paired with a midnight-blue button up shirt and a silver floor-length cloak with dark blue lining. Yes, Harry admitted-if only to himself- Draco Malfoy looked like a wet dream come to life, and the brunette had to remind himself not to let his guard down.

"It's just a little sleeping spell," Draco said dismissively, before flashing Harry a wicked grin that made his pulse speed up, "Nothing to worry your pretty little head about Potter; I just wanted a little privacy." He took a step towards Harry and smirked when the brunette took an involuntary step back.

"Privacy for what?" Harry asked, "Anything you want to say to me can be said in front of Luna, and if this is about the kiss I owe you…well, I would prefer to have a witness to make sure you don't take advantage of the situation."

"I disagree," Draco said, "I would much rather talk to you alone, Lion, and then you can pass on any information you think Luna should know. As for the kiss, I'm not really much of an exhibitionist but if that's what turns you on maybe-"

"Get your mind out of the trash," Harry interrupted as he fought back a blush; he chose to ignore the pet name for now, knowing that he really had no way of making Draco stop using it, "Can we just get this over with already?" Draco didn't respond immediately, but walked around the small room and made himself comfortable on the loveseat; he looked at Harry and patted the cushion beside him, inviting the emerald-eyed boy to join him. Harry glared at him, but Draco just raised an eyebrow and Harry shook his head sighing before he sat next to Draco, placing as much distance as possible between himself and the blonde. Draco chuckled and scooted closer to Harry, who sat perched on the edge of his seat as though he would jump up at any moment.

"Relax," Draco said, "It's a kiss Harry, not a curse."

"That's debatable," Harry muttered darkly, and Draco glared at him for a moment, then he got a thoughtful look on his face and moved back over to his side of the loveseat, giving Harry a little bit of space.

"Maybe we should talk first," Draco said, and watched as Harry relaxed slightly, obviously happy to be putting the kiss off for a bit longer, "after all, you may not be capable of coherent thought-much less speech-after out kiss."

"Glad to see you're not full of yourself Malfoy," Harry rolled his eyes, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Well, first of all I suppose I should tell you that I have observing spells on you," he raised a hand to forestall Harry's angry retort, "It is standard procedure, after all we do have dangerous creatures in the realm, not to mention that crackpot Dumbledore has been trying to find a way in and so has the Dark Lord."

"I'm surprised your father hasn't allowed Voldemort here," Harry said, "Hell, I'm surprised I haven't been turned over to him already!" Draco gave him a withering look before responding.

"The contract prevents any of the people in my realm from handing you over to the Dark Lord," the blonde replied, "and that includes my father. Plus, there is a magical barrier preventing anyone who would cause harm to the realm from entering; this was set up by the first king of the Fae and reinforced by Merlin himself. Now as I was saying before, the observation spells let me hear the conversation between you and Loony over there, about how you need power to rescue your godfather; together you and I would have the power to do that and so much more; you could even defeat the Dark Lord with my help."

"Let me guess," Harry said drily, "all I would have to do is give up and let you win, right? Well, no thanks Malfoy. I'll find another way to get the power I need, and it won't involve you. As for defeating Voldemort…that's my burden." Draco shrugged nonchalantly.

"It's your decision," he said, "I just wanted to give you something to think about; let me know if you change your mind. Now, onto more…personal matters," he lowered his voice seductively and looked at Harry from underneath lowered eyelids; Draco moved closer to the brunette and placed his hand on Harry's shoulder when he tried to get off the loveseat. He pushed the brunette back into the cushions and placed his free hand on the nape of Harry's neck; leaning in he whispered in Harry's ear, "This is something else I want you to think about, Harry." The Gryffindor shivered at the feel of Draco's warm breath tickling his ear, and then he felt those long, pale fingers tangle in his hair, turning him to face the sexy Slytherin. Wide green eyes met sultry blue-grey, and Harry swallowed nervously as he watched that pale face move closer to him; when he felt the brush of warm breath over his lips Harry closed his eyes.

"Relax," Malfoy breathed, and then those perfect pink lips claimed Harry's in a kiss. He kept the kiss gentle a first, just a soft brush of lips that made Harry tremble at the sweetness of it.

'This can't be Malfoy,' Harry thought, 'Malfoy being sweet? The world must be coming to an end!' He moaned softly as Draco slid his hand up from Harry's shoulder to gently cup his cheek, tilting the brunette's head for a better angle as he slowly increased the intensity of the kiss, and Harry found himself helplessly wrapping his arms around the blonde's neck. Draco licked and nibbled at Harry's bottom lip, asking for entrance and when Harry tried to turn his head away Draco sank his teeth into that plump lip, causing Harry to gasp at the small pain. Draco took advantage of that moment to plunge his tongue in Harry's mouth, gently coaxing the brunette into a battle for dominance that Draco soon won. The blonde celebrated his victory by thoroughly tasting the mouth below him, his tongue flicking here and there, touching Harry's teeth, pressing the inside of his cheeks, then twining around the other boys tongue once again.

Draco gently tugged at Harry's hair as he licked, nibbled and sucked at the other boy's mouth, drawing out small moans that had Draco groaning with the desire to hear more; he fought back the urge to shove Harry down onto the couch and press their hard lengths together, knowing that would scare the other boy away. Instead, he softened the kiss again, drawing his tongue out of Harry's mouth and secretly rejoicing in the displeased whimper that earned him. He pressed one last gentle kiss to Harry's lips, and then pulled away, disentangling his fingers from Harry's dark locks, and gently ran his thumb against Harry's jawline as he admired the flush on the younger boy's cheeks.

'Well, I'd say that was a success,' Draco inwardly smirked as he watched the Gryffindor trying to get his breathing back under control. When Harry opened his eyes they were still slightly clouded with lust, and Draco found himself entranced; it took all of his will power not to simply pounce on the other boy, kiss him completely senseless and make him forget that he ever had any idea of leaving. 'Because I am not letting you go; not now, not ever,' Draco promised himself, 'you are mine Harry Potter, you just don't know it yet.' He smiled at Harry as the other boy brought himself under control and unwound himself from Draco.

"I'll bet you've never been kissed before, have you?" Draco teased, and Harry shook his head lightly, causing Draco's hand to fall away from his face.

"Not like that," Harry replied and then blushed at the admission before clearing his throat and attempting to change the subject, "So, now that I've paid your forfeit, are you going to let us out of here? Or do you think you'll lose this little competition and I'll solve the labyrinth if you let me out? Leaving me in here may be your only chance at winning this thing," he taunted the blonde haired boy, knowing that Draco could never resist competing against him, which is why he was surprised when the Slytherin threw back his head and laughed.

"Oh Harry," Draco chuckled, "I had every intention of striking a bargain to let you out of here, so there's no need for you to try and pick a fight. Although, you do look awfully cute when you're trying to scheme, Little Lion." He brought his hand up to Harry's face again but the other boy brushed it away, scowling as he felt his face flush again.

"I told you to stop calling me that Malfoy," Harry glared at the amused prince.

"Draco," the other boy said, "Call me Draco, Harry, and I might consider dropping the pet name...at least for now."

"Fine," Harry gritted his teeth, "You mentioned something about a bargain, Draco?"

"Of course," Draco replied, "After all, I can't have you whining about this being unfair when you fail to solve the labyrinth. So, the question is how badly do you want to get out of here?"

"I'm sure you already have something in mind," Harry said, "so why don't you just tell me what you want?"

"Very well," Draco nodded, "I will let the two of you out of here, and you will owe me another forfeit before the time runs out. This time, however, you don't get to know what the forfeit is in advance."

"I told you before Draco, I don't trust you enough to give you an unnamed forfeit," Harry said, "so come up with something else."

"Then I guess you're stuck here," Draco shrugged, then he rolled his eyes, "Look, I promise that I won't ask for anything that will compromise your Gryffindor integrity, and if you feel that the forfeit is completely unreasonable then I will allow you to give me something else. So, is it a deal?"

"I just know I'm going to regret this," Harry said, biting his lip, "but I don't have much of a choice, so I guess I agree."

"Excellent," Draco smiled, "Shall we seal the deal with a kiss?" He smirked at Harry, but the other boy simply held out his hand.

"How about we shake on it instead?"

"A kiss is so much more fun though!" The blonde pouted teasingly, but still took Harry's hand. As he drew away he locked gazes with Harry and made sure to let his touch linger a moment longer than necessary. "Just so you know," Draco began as he let go of Harry's hand, "I have no intention of ever joining the Dark Lord, but I'm not joining Dumbledore's little order either; I will do my best to remain neutral, unless you can give me something that would make me joining "the light" worthwhile. You see, Harry, I want you; not the Gryffindor Golden Boy, or the boy-who-lived, I want you Harry Potter, the boy-who-lives-to-annoy-me." Before Harry could respond Draco leaned in and pressed another quick kiss to his lips and then stood up laughing. "There; that's one more thing for you to think about. Now, here you go, Harry," he pointed over at a section of wall which opened inward to reveal a tunnel illuminated by more of those blue lights he kept seeing in this realm, "there's your way out. Oh, and try not to fall in any more oubliettes because next time I will leave you in it until the time runs out. Have fun now, Harry, and remember what we discussed. The clock is ticking!" Harry watched as Draco stepped towards the newly-revealed doorway and disappeared in a swirl of silver, before he went over to the couch to wake up Luna.

"Luna," he shook the blonde girl lightly, "Come on Luna, we need to leave now." Luna slowly opened her eyes and smiled as she saw Harry.

"Oh, I'm so sorry Harry!" she exclaimed, sitting up, "I'm afraid I was attacked by snuffleflies; they have dust that makes you fall asleep."

"I thought they made you hyper," Harry said, and Luna shook her head.

"No, snifflepods make you hyper," she replied, "They like vanilla, remember? Snuffleflies hang around with wrackspurts and make you sleepy."

"Oh," Harry said, then shook his head, "Anyway, that doesn't matter, because it wasn't snuffleflies or snifflepods; Draco cast a sleeping spell on you to make you fall asleep because he wanted to talk to me alone."

"That's good then," Luna smiled, "Did he say anything interesting?"

"Not really," Harry replied, "He just said he's been watching me-which is kind of creepy now that I think about it- and offered to give me power if I gave up on the labyrinth, so I of course told him no. Then he claimed his kiss, and said that he wanted me; we made a deal that I owe him another forfeit since he opened the door for us, then he left."

"How was the kiss?" Luna ignored everything else Harry said and focused on what she felt was the most important thing.

"What?" Harry cried, "It was…I don't know!" He blushed under Luna's wide-eyed scrutiny.

"Well, did you enjoy it?" she asked, and Harry flushed some more.

"I-I guess," Harry replied, "I mean it was intense and…I had to kiss him! It's not like it was my idea or anything!"

"And it's so sweet of him to say that he wants you," Luna said, finally getting off of the couch, "You know Harry, Prince Draco may be the "power the Dark Lord knows not"; the two of you would be very powerful together. Also, he has been very nice since you got here; you know he didn't have to let us out of the oubliette-the king never gives petitioners a second chance if they fall into a trap. Of course, I'm fairly certain that Lucius is a member of the Rotfang Conspiracy, so his behavior is not surprising."

"I hope you're not telling me to give up," Harry frowned, "because I can't do that; Draco may be powerful, but I don't trust him, even if he is claiming to have denounced Voldemort."

"Of course I'm not telling you to give up," Luna giggled, "Silly Harry! I just wanted to make sure you consider all the options; if Draco is the one who can help you I'm sure you'll find a way to get him on your side without compromising yourself. Maybe the blibbering humdingers can help; if you channel them correctly they can give you great insight, and even help with divination."

"Er, that's great Luna," Harry bit his lip to keep from laughing, "I'll keep that in mind. Now, we should probably go before Draco decides to close this door and leave us in here." Luna nodded her agreement and they entered the passage leaving away from the oubliette. Once they were through the door way Harry looked over his shoulder and, instead of a wall, saw the passage extending behind them as well. "Let's go this way," he said, turning to take the passageway behind them, but stopped when Luna tugged his hand.

"Oh! But there are more cinnadoms that way!" Luna said, "We should continue going in this direction." She pulled Harry back in the direction they had originally been facing, and Harry just shrugged and followed her.

"Okay," Harry said, "We'll go this way." Luna gave him a brilliant smile and kissed his cheek before leading him down the path, humming happily while Harry turned his thoughts back to his latest encounter with Draco. He could picture in his mind the way the blonde had looked when he stepped out of the shadows, the way his clothes clung to his lithe quidditch-toned body, and the way his eyes just oozed sex when they kissed.

'Okay, so he's hot,' he conceded, 'but that doesn't mean anything! Hell, Tom Riddle was hot when he was sixteen and now, well now he is Voldemort-a disgusting snake-face who is mentally unstable. Although, Luna had a point about Draco; he really didn't have to let us out of the oubliette. Plus, he didn't take advantage of the kiss like I thought he would.' Harry blushed as he remembered the kiss and his own reactions to it. 'That was definitely better than the kiss with Cho! I don't know; maybe Luna's right and I should consider accepting help from Draco…' He shook his head, 'but that would require me giving up on the labyrinth, and I can't do that; I would be completely at his mercy according to that contract I signed. Of course, I wouldn't have to worry about the Dursley's anymore because I'm sure Draco would let-er, make-me stay here, and he doesn't like Dumbledore either, so that's something else I wouldn't have to spend as much time worrying about. Ah! I'm so confused! I wish 'Mione was here so I could get her opinion.' He heaved a sigh, drawing Luna's attention.

"Wrackspurts?" the younger girl asked sympathetically, "I thought I saw some flying around." She swatted at the air and Harry gave her a small smile.

"No, I was just thinking," he told her, "I've been going over everything that happened recently, and I'm a little confused about what I should do concerning Malfoy-er, Draco I mean. He's been acting different than what I'm used to. I mean, he still has the same snarky attitude, but…it just feels different, and I don't know what to think about him anymore."

"I understand," Luna said solemnly, "I can't tell you what to think, but I can tell you that the Draco you've seen these past few hours is the real Draco. Here, he's able to be himself because he doesn't have to worry about Voldemort and Dumbledore trying to get him to join the war; it's funny how being trained to rule a kingdom causes him less stress than just being in the wizarding world, isn't it? Really though, you need to form your own opinions, and to do that you will need to get to know Draco better. Don't worry about it too much though; you still have time." As she finished speaking they heard the chime of a grandfather clock. Dong…dong…dong…dong…dong…dong…dong…dong; there were eight chimes, letting Harry know how long he had been there.

"Draco cut my time down to eleven hours," he told Luna, "so does this mean I still have five hours or do I only have three hours left?"

"Oh, you have five hours," Luna assured him, "Draco would have sped up time so that the first two hours passed within seconds, that way the chimes on the clock will be correct; the charms around the labyrinth are set up so that the challenge always ends on thirteen chimes."

"That's good to know," Harry said, then he noticed a pinprick of light up ahead, "Look! That must be the exit!"

"How wonderful!" Luna smiled, slipping her hand out of Harry's, "Come on!" She began skipping off down the path and Harry followed at a jog, making sure that Luna didn't get too far in front of him.

'Here we go again,' he thought with amusement, 'Crazy Luna, or "Little Moonbeam" as Shaolin calls her, definitely helps keep things interesting.' After a few more minutes, they finally reached the end of the passage and Luna grabbed Harry's hand once again and pulled him out into the harsh sunlight beyond. 'Oh great,' Harry thought sarcastically as he looked around, 'A desert. Thank you Malfoy!'

"This way, Harry!" Luna said, and Harry sighed as he allowed himself be lead further into the desert, cursing a certain blonde Slytherin the entire way.

Meanwhile, back at the castle…

Draco apparated back to the castle and entered his parent's wing of the house in search of his mother. While listening in on Harry and Luna's talk earlier, Draco heard Harry mention that the following day would be his birthday and that had given him an idea. Time worked differently in the Fae realm, so Draco had to do some calculating to figure out the exact time, but he had figured out that in two hours it would be July 31st, Harry's sixteenth birthday, and Draco wanted to give the brunette a present. He knew that whatever he gave Harry would have to be special; it would have to be something to show the reluctant Gryffindor that Draco truly did have feelings for him so that Harry would want to stay even if he managed to solve the labyrinth. Of course he had no intention of letting that happen, but still, it was always better to have a backup plan. And that is why he was currently outside the door to his parent's chambers to ask Narcissa for help. He raised his hand to knock on the door, but then paused as he heard his father's voice.

"No Narcissa, I won't have it!" Lucius thundered, "This betrothal is very important to our family; the Dark Lord himself is the one who suggested it, and if we want to remain in his favor-"

"I don't care about the Dark Lord," Narcissa interrupted firmly, "I care about our son, and his happiness. If you force him to marry Pansy he will never be happy; Lucius darling, our son is gay, why can't you accept that and let him make his own decisions?"

"Draco is not gay!" Lucius argued, "It's just a phase he's going through; he's rebelling against what's expected of him just like any teenager, but he will give up this charade once he realizes it's not doing him any good. Also, I am bringing him to the Death Eater meeting in two weeks; there are five children, including Draco, who will be coming of age by the end of the year and the Dark Lord wishes to initiate all of them into our ranks before the school year begins. This is a great honor and-"

"No!" Narcissa interrupted once again, "I will not allow you to force Draco into becoming a Death Eater! It's bad enough knowing that you grovel at the feet of a crazed half-blood pretending to be a pureblood; I will not have Draco following in your footsteps. I will keep him in this realm permanently if that is the only way I can protect him!"

"I am the king here Narcissa," Lucius hissed, "You cannot use this realm as a place to hide our son."

"Oh, but I can," Draco was surprised to hear his mother laugh, "Have you forgotten how you became the Goblin King, Lucius? My father was the previous king, remember? He chose me as his successor because we had no male family members left to inherit after Regulus died and Sirius was arrested and he felt that I would rule better than my sisters; our marriage is the only thing keeping you on the throne-I may have been letting you handle things your way, but I am still the ruler of this realm. Cross me, and I will sever our marriage; I do not even have to petition anyone for a divorce because I am the final authority here."

"Now Darling, don't be like that," Draco heard Lucius trying to placate his mother, "I know I got a little carried away with the Death Eater initiation, but I'm willing to let that go if it is truly not something that Draco would want. As for the marriage, I still feel that a union with the Parkinson's would be best, but I am willing to consider Blaise instead if Draco really prefers the company of men."

"You will not force him into any marriage," Narcissa clarified, "His bride-whether they be male or female-will be approved by Draco. Now, perhaps you should go to your meeting before Severus gets suspicious; I know that the Dark Lord was not pleased with what happened at the Ministry last May, and while you make me angry I do not want to lose you to a curse." Draco heard some soft murmurings between his parents and assumed they were saying good-bye, so he walked down the hall a little ways and waited for his father to leave the room. After a few minutes Lucius left the bedroom and entered his study instead, and Draco headed back to his parents room and knocked on the door, smiling when it opened to reveal his mother.

"Hello Dragon," Narcissa greeted him with a hug, "What brings you here? Are you having any problems with Mr. Potter?"

"No Mother, nothing like that," Draco assured her, "I actually wanted to ask your help with something, but first I need to know…if I tell you something, will you swear not to tell Father? I know what I want to do when Harry-er, Potter, I mean-fails to solve the labyrinth, and I know Father would not approve."

"Of course I will keep your secret," Narcissa smiled, "Come sit down and tell me what you have in mind." She led him over to the sitting area and they both took a seat on the soft blue loveseat where Narcissa handed him a glass of wine.

"Well Mother, I know you are aware of my...sexual preferences?" Narcissa nodded and he continued, "Well, I have a confession to make; I don't hate Harry Potter, and I never did. Well, maybe I hated him a little the first two years we were at school together, but I was still upset that he rejected my friendship. Anyway, over the past couple of years I realized that I was starting to develop feelings for Harry, but I knew he would never give me a chance, not with our history. Then, a few hours ago, I answered the summons for the Goblin King and came face-to-face with Harry, and I knew I had to take advantage of the opportunity, so I convinced him to put his own freedom up as the prize for solving the labyrinth. Here;" he snapped his fingers and held out the contract he and Harry had signed earlier in the evening and watched as his mother read it.

"Draco," she looked up and smiled after she read it, "this is definitely a clever idea; if he solves the labyrinth he has the chance to become part of our kingdom anyway, which gives you more time to win him over, and if he fails then he becomes yours…I assume that you intend to marry him?" Draco nodded and her smile widened, "Oh, this is wonderful! Harry is very strong in his own right, and the two of you together…you could do just about anything! But, of course, you know this already, and it seems like you have everything under control, so what kind of help do you need from me?"

"His birthday is tomorrow," Draco replied, "actually, it's only a couple of hours until midnight and Harry will be sixteen. I heard him talking to Luna-"

"Luna is with him? Luna Lovegood?" Narcissa interrupted, surprised and Draco nodded.

"Yes," he confirmed, "but don't worry; she seems to be providing him with companionship more than anything else, and he told me himself he's gay so she is not competition for me." Narcissa nodded and Draco continued with what he had previously been saying, "So, he was discussing his birthday with Luna and it seems Dumbledore is forcing him to stay with his cousin-the obnoxious whale that was here earlier-instead of being with his friends. Since he can't do what he wants for his birthday, I want to get him a gift, but it has to be something special that will show him I truly care about him, and I am at somewhat of a loss as to what I can do. The one thing I know he wants is to get his godfather back, and I know how to do that but it would require Harry's power as well which means he would have to wait until the thirteen hours are up."

"Hmm, I see how that would be a problem," Narcissa agree, "and his godfather is my cousin Sirius?" Draco nodded, "To bring him back from beyond the veil the two of you would need to be bonded since that is when your power will be strongest; however, if you can get the help of at least two other powerful wizards with a tie to Sirius-whether that be a blood tie or ties of love-then you would have enough power to bring him back sooner. It will still have to wait though." She hummed thoughtfully for a moment as she considered different options for gifts, and then her eyes lit up, "I have an idea Dragon, something that will leave no doubt as to how you feel about young Harry." She stood up from the loveseat and took Draco's hand, pulling him with her, "Follow me, and we will get your intended the perfect gift!" Draco allowed his mother to pull him out of the room, smiling happily at the thought of Harry Potter being his intended; yes, today was definitely his lucky day!
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