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Masquerade, who is who?	By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11263 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Nope still dont own Harry Potter. I am still not making any money off of this, these stories are purly for my entertainment and hopefuly you all enjoy them too.

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A/N: I am back, thank you everyone who is loving this story. I am glad it’s gotten such a positive reception. I was a little worried with the whole way I was going about this but decided that no matter what I am going to stick to it. This whole story is based around a Masquerade type theme, just because of the song from Phantom, and the titles to each chapter will be a line from the song, as they all fit together. Glad you all enjoy! Here’s the next chapter

PS. A quick little thing just so I can clear up my timing. The Ministry ball is held every year on May 2^nd, giving honor to those who fought in the war. This chapter involves a little bit of a time jump, so enjoy.

Chapter 3: Who can name the face?

Harry sighed in frustration as he flopped down on his parlor room couch, he had been sent home from work because his mind was so focused on the man he shagged in the dark corner at the ball. He had not been able to get the man in white out of his head and something in him craved him more. Vivid dreams and stupid little constant reminders made his brain fall back on that night. It could be a completely normal day and he would see a flash of white silk or there would be something that reminded him of the man’s eyes behind the mask and he would drift back to that night. Harry snarled as he punched the throw pillow and flopped onto his back and looked at the ceiling. It had been nearly a month and was now summer was in full swing, but he couldn’t get the memory of the man at the ball out of his head.

“Problems pup?” Sirius asked from his portrait.

Harry glared at the painted picture of his godfather, “I am still not speaking to you, I blame you for this.”

Sirius rolled his eyes, “stop blaming me pup, why don’t you try to find him? He can’t be that had to find, he was after all at the ball and those things are invite only.” The Animagus pointed out. “Besides you are an Auror, tracking down people is second nature to you.”

Harry opened his mouth to reply when his owl flew in and dropped a white envelope in his lap. Harry picked it up and the envelope unfolded itself much like a howler, but instead of a shrill harsh voice a soft melodious voice floated out.

Dear Harry J. Potter, Lords of the houses Potter and Black,

You are cordially invited to the celebration of the Summer Solstice hosted by Lord Blaise Zabini, at his estate outside of London England. The date is July 21^st at 5pm, food and refreshments will be served as well as accommodations made to any who wish to stay at the estate during the whole of the Solstice. Please send your RSVP soon by return of post, should you wish to come.

Sincerely Lady Pansy Zabini.

Harry blinked at the letter as it folded itself up and burst out laughing. “So Zabini ultimately married Pansy Parkinson? Why the hell would they invite me to their party.”

“Because you are a pure blood now Harry, you hold two house seats and you are known as Lord Black as well as Lord Potter.” Sirius said, “you have obligations that you have to fulfill. Honestly you should know that.”

“They’ve never invited me to one of these things before, why start now.” Harry asked his suspicious nature at the people he disliked in school coming back full force.

Sirius rolled his eyes, “they have Harry, but any time you got the letter you would send back an excuse that you were working on a case. Now that isn’t the case you have to go because didn’t Shacklebot put you on a mandatory leave of absence to give you a reprieve from all the cases you have solved?” The elder Black smirked at his godson.

Harry glared at him, “careful Sirius, your Slytherin nature is starting to show.”

Sirius barked out a laugh, “you may as well go pup. It’s time to let go of the past and embrace your future, you are a war hero. Honestly Harry just go, you will enjoy yourself, take some time to be a pure blood. It honestly isn’t all that bad, and if anything the food will be worth it.”

Harry sighed as he nodded and signed his RSVP to the bottom of the letter and tied it to Morrigan to be taken back. He watched the owl fly off and he heard the Floo roar to life as George stepped trough grinning happily and holding up a bag. Harry grinned as he stood up and embraced his friend and business partner, Harry himself had taken over Fred’s place at the shop. “George, it’s good to see you, what brings you by?”

The redhead grinned, “I got some things to show you. Spent all night perfecting them! I figured it was time for us to up our game and create an age restricted section, I brought a few of the new products I came up with and thought you would want a look at them.”

Harry smirked as he thought back to an earlier conversation between them, George loved the joke shop and he decided that he wanted to expand the business a little more and go into toys. Now George wanted to move onto a more adult form of fun and games and they had started experimenting with more adult entertainment toys and gags. He motioned for George to fallow him to his work room so that they could look things over and discuss business.

~~July 21^st~~

Harry sighed as he straightened his robes ensuring that both the Black and Potter house crest were on full display proudly on his chest. Both of the family signet rings were display on his hands and he huffed as he combed his hair back and tied it. A soft distinct crack filled the room and he looked to see Dotty holding his cane. He had taken his wand to Olivander and requested a new one, the elderly wand maker nodded knowing the only reason Harry’s old wand had ever taken to him was because of the small piece of Voldemort’s soul that resided in him, made him a new one. His wand was now 14” made of a sturdy dark oak and contained a core made from a Dragon heart string, the wand now resided in his cane, like most Pure Blood men carried as a symbol of power and the top of the cane was carved, from gold, into a ferocious lion head. He took the cane and nodded, “well Dotty, how do I look?” He asked flashing her his most charming smile.

The elf blushed and covered her cheeks, “Master Harry Potter is looking very handsome.” She squeaked.

Harry chuckled softly as he pulled out his pocket watch, “time to go, Dotty take care of everything in my absence, I should be back late tomorrow afternoon.”

The elf nodded her large ears flapping like bat wings, “Dotty be taking care of the house nice and neat like always Master Harry Potter sir!”

Harry strode past her and to the Portkey that was flown to him after his RSVP, the seemingly innocent jeweled comb was set to activate in two minutes and Harry sighed as he picked it up, he truly hated traveling by Portkey but the Floo was to unreliable due to the wards around Zabini’s mansion for it to be safe for travel. He felt the jerk in his navel that let him know he was being tugged to the destination. Harry felt himself stumble as his feet hit solid ground and he struggled to right himself.

“Name please sir!” An elf asked looking up at him with a quill in its hands and bright eyes.

“Harry Potter.”

“Ah! Here you are! Welcome to Zabini Manor sir! We are most happy to have the great Lord Potter here! Fallow Trixi, sir, she will lead you to the drawing room.”

Harry nodded as he stepped out of the Receiving Hall and noticed another small elf. She squeaked for him to fallow her and he smoothed his cloak out as he fallowed her down the long hall. She pushed opened a door and announced him as he walked in and saw several other people standing in the spacious drawing room. A woman stood up and greeted him with a broad smile and Harry had to take a double take. “Pansy? Pansy Parkinson?” He gaped.

“Actually it’s Pansy Zabini now, Harry, thank you so much for coming, it is a pleasure to have you here. I was almost worried that you wouldn’t come, I do hope that this means you forgive many of us for things we did as children. We were young and stupid then.” She held her hand out to him and Harry graciously took it and kissed the back of her hand.

Harry stood back up and offered her a smile, “we were all children then, Pansy, we all did things we regret. And not all of us were fully in control of what we could and couldn’t do, you made the best of what you had under your family and Voldemort’s rule, though I have seen the lengths you have gone to make up for what happened back then.”

Pansy nodded, “yes, both Blaise and myself have put much of our family money into helping rebuild Hogwarts as well as large charity donations. Now then let’s get you re-introduced shall we? You have never attended one of these functions, seeing as you are so busy with your work at the Ministry, what is it you do now?” She asked him sweetly as she threaded her arm through his.

“Actually I have just been promoted to Head Auror by Minister Shacklebot.”

Her brows shot up into her hair, “Head Auror so young? That is a surprise! Your Bonded must boast about you.”

Harry laughed, surprising himself at how at ease he felt with the ex-Slytherin. “Actually Pansy I’m not Bonded yet, been throwing myself into my career to get ahead and just have not had time to settle down.”

Her dark eyes flashed as she smiled, “that is good news. Now then you remember the Greengrass Sisters correct? Astoria and her sister Daphne, over by the window.”

Harry greeted them as he was danced around the room by Pansy the names and faces she gave him began to blur in his mind until she lead him to a comfortable sofa where three men sat with drinks. The dark skinned man smiled as he stood up and stooped to kiss Pansy on her cheek. “Are you done showing the poor man off like one of your prized poodles?”

Pansy laughed as she smiled at her Bonded, “oh Blaise, you act as if he has been here before. We are the elite of the Wizarding World love, you know this, Harry should know that as the head of houses Black and Potter he is entitled to the finest this world has to offer.”

Harry rolled his eyes, “Pansy please, while I have had ten years to get used to this, I still don’t really like all the pampering, though I have gotten used to being a Lord.” He laughed.

“Same old Harry.” A familiar voice drifted to him making his head snap around.

A broad grin crossed his face, “Neville! You sneaky little bastard so this is where you have been hiding?” He laughed as he embraced his old friend, “have to say I’m surprised to see you here, I thought you went on to teach Herbology.”

Neville smiled, “I am, usually I can only make it to the Solstice celebrations since they fall when school is on break. It’s good to see you Harry, though when Blaise said you were coming I was honestly shocked.”

Harry nudged him with a grin, “at least I’m not the only lion in this den of Snakes.”

Blaise chuckled as he handed Harry a glass filled with firewhiskey. “Oh right, before I forget myself, Harry this is-”

“I am perfectly capable of introducing myself Blaise.” The third man said as he stood up and turned, making Harry’s mouth go dry. Silvery blue eyes greeted him with amusement, “well, not quite the reaction I was expecting from you Potter.”

Harry felt a growl rise up in his chest as he grabbed Draco by the front of his robes and dragged him from the drawing room. Neville went to fallow them but Pansy and Blaise stopped him, he turned and gaped at them. “Are you mental? Harry is going to kill him.”

Pansy laughed as she patted his hand, “oh dear Neville, you have a lot to learn, while you are good with plants you are terrible with magical creatures. The Malfoy line is littered with Veela blood, Draco is a submissive male Veela, and he has apparently found a mate in Harry. We have been building to this moment for many many many years, trust me Neville, they need this. Now how about a drink?”

Harry growled dangerously as he shoved Draco against a wall far enough away from the Drawing Room to give them the illusion of privacy. Draco gave him a smirk as he let his head rest back against the wall. “Something the matter Potter?”

Harry snarled, “you are a down right bastard Malfoy. You fucking leave, saying you are never coming back, and you lied. You came back, and I fucked you into a wall. I knew it was you under that mask.”

Draco smirked, “and what makes you think that Potter?”

Harry growled as he gripped Draco’s ass hard, “with an ass like this Malfoy how could I forget it was you? This last month has been hell for me, I wanted you, I still want you. Merlin help me but I can’t help it.”

Draco felt a thrill go through his body as his inner Veela nearly fainted at the words he had been dying to hear fall from his destined mate’s lips. “Then shut up and claim me already, I belong to you Harry, and only you.” Silvery blue eyes sought out emerald green, “my Veela wants you and only you and it won’t let me have anyone else.”

Harry smirked as he ran his finger along Draco’s neck, taking in the way the blonde shuddered under his touch. “I always knew you were part Veela, I also know what happens if I reject you.” Fear flashed across the blonde’s face and Harry felt his heart clench as he pulled the smaller man to him and held him close, “no I didn’t mean I am rejecting you. Draco you are all I can think of, I don’t even think I could walk away if I wanted to. I’m willing to try, we had one hell of a start to anything and it won’t ever fully go away, but I think we can move past that.” He smiled as he lifted his hand and cupped Draco’s cheek.

Draco closed his eyes in bliss and let off a small noise that went straight to Harry’s groin. “Anything Harry, I’ll do anything, I’m alone with mother and father gone, I don’t want to be alone anymore.” Draco whispered softly.

Harry smiled as he dipped his head down and brushed his lips along Draco’s softly, “I won’t let you be alone anymore my dragon.” He purred before pressing his lips more firmly against Draco’s in a slow warm kiss.

“Harry?” A voice drew a soft growl from the raven haired man as he pulled away and turned, his face going pale. “What are you…doing…here…”

“Jason? Oh shit.” Harry groaned.

A/N: A cliffhanger as I figure out what I am trying to do with this. Hope you all enjoyed!
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