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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 please read~ It has been a long couple of weeks editing all of this, which I would like to apologize for all the grammar mistakes up to this point. (I can’t believe I have so many people reading it with how bad it was LOL) What I thought would only take me a couple of days have turned out to be a lot longer than I originally thought and I am so sorry for the delay. But as you can see I have not abandoned it. I did not change any of the plot, it is exactly as it was before, I did however change one word.

High Elf has been changed to Enrai. Enrai means, highest elf, ruler, king, all knowing, all powerful, beloved; I thought it was a fitting term.

My wonderful, talented, loving, master of the written word (who I am insanely jealous of) husband did beta the prologue and first chapter; you may want to reread those two if you want to see something that is out of this world. He has also been teaching me what he does, but it is really hard to learn, but I am trying to accomplish the same effects. Thank you for all your patience and I hope everyone truly enjoys the next chapters. (I have been studying a lot LOL)

Thank you for all the wonderful reviews so far I love them and have kept me going in editing this massive freaking thing LOL...Kain everything that happened in the books 1-4 have happened so yes the longbottems did get tortured, but dont worry I will be putting a different spin on things as usual. It wont come up for some time though, as with a couple of others twists and turns I have planned.

Italicized= Inner thoughts

Chapter 51

At first Bellatrix had placed Draco and Hermione in separate rooms, causing Harry to run himself ragged as he went from one room to the other. Never spending too much time in the presence of his friend or mate; in fear that while he was with one the other would awaken. That was until Lucius noticed the strain it was putting on him, and physically picked his son up and moved him into the same room with Hermione.

Now all he had to do was sit there and wait; but it may have been better to have to go back and forth between the two rooms. At least before, he had something to do; always being in constant motion seemed to be easier than the wait. Now he had time to think, something he didn’t want to have to do. He was furious at Draco, for doing something that could have killed him; also at Hermione for taking a potion that could have ended her life. Didn’t these two know that without them, his life would be meaningless?

Hermione was the sister, friend, confidant that he had always craved growing up, the one person he wished for all through his younger years. Someone that made him smile when he was sad, made him laugh when he was angry, and coaxed him into succeeding when all he wanted to do was quit. She had no right to take that potion, which could have taken that all from him.

Draco was the unexpected surprise, he never thought he could have even liked the arrogant blond for a friend, let alone a mate, lover? However behind that icy exterior and all the layers of pompous arrogance, was someone that he could not do without. Draco was his rock, shelter, and knowing that his mate loved him; had his heart racing ever further. He had fallen for the blond, utterly, completely; just as Draco was. Not even wanting to change a single blond hair on the idiots head.

They said it would be Draco that couldn’t live without him, that he would kill himself if he turned the blond down. They were wrong, he couldn’t live without Draco; he was already turning his head when he thought he smelled the blonds scent, perking up when he heard his laughter, or his heart would soar when he received those precious rare smiles. Without Draco his life would be devoid of all sight, smell, hearing; a dull grey life where he merely existed.

How do you convey all that he felt into a present; to give the person you love? Something that embodied their past; all the furious arguments, and stupid rivalry they felt towards each other. That held their present; how much they had learned to get away from their past, the love they now held. A gift that would foretell their future; every wish he had for the both of them. It was not easy; the very thinking causing his brain to hurt. But Draco was worth every worry he had for the gift he was supposed to give tomorrow.

Harry reached his hands into his pockets as he got up to pace, pacing was better than just sitting still. Fingertips brushing against a piece of folded parchment, crammed deep into his pants. Bringing it out; it was another one of Draco’s folded origami birds, he liked to use as notes. How could the blond have put that their and when did he? Delicately unfolding the bird showed a moving picture, one of Draco standing on top of a pile of bodies, looking down at him; blowing kisses. It was ridiculous, incredibly cheesy; but still drew a smile from his face as he imagined the blond head bent over as he quickly scribbled the note. Just another reason why he had fallen for the idiot; even passed out he still was able to make Harry feel better.

The door burst open nearly making him drop the note he held in his hands. Quickly folding it up he shoved it back into his pocket; so he could glare at Tom who did not look to happy. At least from his appearance; red eyes flashing narrowed down to nothing but little red slits, and his mouth tightened to flat line. “Harry…What is the meaning of canceling tonight?”

Standing toe to toe with Tom, it was better to confront this than back down. If he backed down than he would have to proceed with the schedule for tonight. And for once he would do what he wanted. His mate was still unconscious from his earlier idiocy; he needed to be here not paraded in front of Elves as they showed off. “I do believe some things are more important.” Waving his hands to encompass his friend and mate.” I will not leave their sides, only to have Elves showing off to get my favor…”

“Those Elves need to see then Enrai…They need to know you are here… Many of whom have waited four days to get the chance to get a glimpse you…” Each word that Tom said increased in volume as he continued.

“I am fifteen…Not the Enrai yet…And will not become the Enrai until I defeat Dumbledore… All this is beyond stupid…” He matched his volume to Tom’s not wanting the Elf to think he was backing down.

“You may think it is stupid…” Tom said, sneering at the word. “But it is necessary…You will show up tonight as the Enrai…”

He had enough throwing his hands in the air, nearly screaming; “If I am the Enrai…Than I will not go…You can make the apologies for me…”

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Draco was having a wonderful dream, one with his mate. They both were flying; Harry’s checks were flushed with excitement; green eyes alight glowing with how happy he was. It was innocent, but seeing his mate look so happy was what made the dream great. Waking up however was not the case; he could tell by the angry tones of his mate and that of the Dark Lord that Harry was far from happy.

It was the anger he heard and could feel coming from his mate that had awoken him. Knowing that Harry was not in any danger from the Dark Lord; he was able to relax a little and listen to what was being said between the two. After all the best way to gather information was to gain it without the other people knowing he was eavesdropping.

From past experiences with Harry, he knew if it was something that his mate did not want to do he was not going too. It was something the Dark Lord had yet to learn, and browbeating Harry into doing it, only made him even more stubborn on the subject. Draco would have to interfere here soon before it completely escalated into something that Harry would eventually regret. Sometimes, he even had to protect Harry from himself as well; and this was turning into one of those situations.

“Hmmm… Harry?” His voice was a little dry, making it crack as he was trying to gain his mates attention. But that small sound was enough to have Harry running to him, checking him over; concern floating in the depths of green eyes.

“Yes…Yes, I’m here. Are you OK? Do you need something?” Looking into his mates eyes, he could see how puffy and red they were; making the green shine with an eerily brightness. That was something he was not counting on the guilt of having made Harry worry. Even if it was not his intention when he had placed his palm against Hermione’s forehead.

“Water…Please…” His throat still too dry to say anything more. Harry quickly grabbed a glass of water holding it up to his lips; so he could take small sips. He drank while looking over the rim of the glass at Harry; when he was finished he placed a hand on Harry’s easing the glass away from his lips. The water helped, even if he still felt tired.

“Is that better? Do you need anything else?” He shook his head no, not trusting his voice yet to speak properly.

Harry’s tone changed, where before it was one of concern, now anger seeped in. “How dare you…Are you trying to kill yourself?...” He smirked at his mate, who was being far to dramatic. “Don’t even think that smiling is going to help…” Draco held his arms open, waiting for Harry to climb into them. It didn’t take long for his mate to do what he wanted; crawling into his arms holding on tightly. He closed his arms around his mate; enfolding him just as tightly. “I am still mad at you…”

“I know…” He finally looked over to the Dark Lord, as he stayed silent through their exchange; seeing the relief cross his face. “Now tell me why you are canceling tonight?”

Harry’s voice was muffled as it pressed into his neck. “I don’t need to be paraded around while you and Hermione are here…You two need me…”

Entangling his fingers in Harry’s hair, and rubbing circles on his back; was having the desired effect of calming his mate down. On some points Harry was right he shouldn’t be forced to go tonight, but it would become troublesome if he canceled entirely. “How about a compromise?” He said looking over to the Dark Lord, hoping he would go along with his idea.

Both Harry and the Dark Lord asked at the same time, “What kind of compromise?” Both turning to glare at each other.

“One where you Harry cancels to festivities and sets a different date.” His mate went to open his mouth, probably to argue that point. He placed his finger over the lips stopping any further protests so he could continue. “You cannot completely cancel them, everyone who came needs to see you at least once. All you have to do is apologize that the showing of the magic will be canceled but would like to see everything at a letter date. You don’t need to make excuses, you are the Enrai, what you say is the way it will be. But to not show up could cause the Elves to become uneasy; questioning if you have even came…”

Harry glared at the Dark Lord, who for once stood their quietly, at least he thought it was a good idea. If only he could get Harry to agree to it, then this argument will be over. Several minutes passed as his mate thought it over; when finally Harry nodded his head in agreement. Looking over to the Dark Lord, “Is that agreeable to you?”

The Dark Lord answered, “Yes.” Turning around to leave. Now he could be alone with his mate, who hopefully was not still mad at him.

“I’m sorry I caused you too worry…” He said, whispering into the thick hair that was tickling his nose.

“Just don’t do it again, I thought my world was crashing apart when I saw you fall…” He heard a slight tremor in Harry’s voice; causing the guilt to become sharper, like a spearhead into his gut.

“Didn’t I tell you last night it would be difficult to get rid of me?” It was an attempt to lighten the mood, before he asked his next question. “How is Hermione doing?”

Harry sniffled for a second answering, “She is still sleeping, but we don’t know what is going on. Bellatrix or Severus will come in here, run a test, then leave again. But neither has given me any answers…” A yawn forced Harry to stop, who was also getting heavier in his arms.

Sliding backwards in bed so Harry was on top of him as he lay down on his back. His mate went to get up, and Draco tightened his arms, adjusting his mate so he was alongside of him. “Shhh… Stay with me for a little bit I am still tired and I like having you next to me.” It was a ploy to get Harry to sleep; he wouldn’t be a Slytherin if he couldn’t use underhanded tactics to get his mate to do what needed to be done.

“You are coming with me when I cancel tonight?” Harry said, his voice starting to drop off in sleep.

“Of course, I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.” He said, brushing his lips over his mate’s temple; who had already fallen asleep.

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He was in the one room he was starting to hate with a passion, looking at the foolish witch as Bellatrix ran test after test on her as she slept. He wasn’t worried about her. Why would he fear for such a foolish creature that would this to themselves?

“So is she an Elf now? Or still a witch?” He drawled sounding far too tired having yet been able to sleep.

“Severus, I do not know…Her magic is stable. What Draco did was show her magic the currents to run through her body, by using his own magic.” The healer said; he was only half listening.

Bellatrix walked out of the room, and he went to sit in the chair. The same chair in the dark corner that he thought about placing his name on since it has been the same one he sat in every time he came to this room. Harry and Draco had just left to cancel tonight’s showing of magic, so at least it is quiet. Maybe he could get a little bit of sleep before they turned back up to pester him with more questions.

His thoughts faded away as his eyelids dropped, a couple minutes of sleep would do him some bit of good. A scream had Severus bolting upright into his chair; looking over to Mrs. Granger, his dark eyes looking with the pain filled cinnamon of hers. Her mouth open in another blood curdling scream as she released the anguish she was feeling. He wished he never had to hear her scream again, the sound was tearing a hole through his chest where his heart should have been.

Bellatrix ran in as he ran over to the bed to see what could be done. Grabbing her shoulders, and looking over her face, he could see many changes; some of which looked to be the cause of the pain that she was feeling right now. Ears were lengthening, and cheekbones looked to becoming more prominent. Bellatrix looked at him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “There is nothing I can do for the pain. It looks like your earlier question has been answered though…She is turning into an Elf. Stay with her, it shouldn’t last too much longer as her body adjusts to the new traits.”

He stayed there, holding her hand, wiping her brow with a cool cloth; as she whimpered. Sometimes her face twisted into another grimace as pain flashed through her system. He didn’t know how long he stayed there, watching over Hermione; but was grateful when Bellatrix walked back in to run more tests.

“The changes are already so, I can send her to sleep now, she can rest as her body finishes the healing.” He starred as Hermione’s face relaxed, and her eyes closed; thankful she was no longer feeling the pain that previously coursed through her body.

“Why couldn’t you send her to sleep before?” He drawled out, angry on behave of the newest Elf.

“Her body went through something like an inheritance; anything I would have done would not have worked. Harry will have to go through the same thing.” Bellatrix walked out before he could ask her anymore questions. He only hoped that Harry and Draco would arrive soon so he could be done with this place.

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Harry walked into the same ballroom that had held every other festivity so far. His mind running through what he was to do. Do not make any excuses. Do not slouch. Only make the one apology. Speak in clear tones. Do not wave arms around. The list went on and on, all the do’s and don’ts. It was troublesome, and now he was wishing he had made Tom do this, instead of agreeing to his mate’s ideas.

At least Draco kept his word, and was walking next to him as he stood on the balcony overlooking the magically enlarged room to hold the 3000 plus Elves who came for the showing of magic.

Taking a deep breath he began, “I am sorry but tonight will be canceled. Right now it is planned that it will be held sometime after July 31^st. I will give you notice of the exact time and date. I hope everyone has a safe trip home, and take care till the next time we can meet.” It wasn’t the best but it would have to do. To him it sounded choppy and over written, but what else could he have done?

Harry turned to leave with a smiling Draco beside him, who seemed to know his thoughts with what he said. “It wasn’t that bad, but you will get better.”

They walked to his chambers, where he turned to face Draco before entering, “Tonight I…I want to spend it by myself…”

Draco raised his eyebrow, a smirk coming to his lips, “Of course…it wouldn’t have anything to do with Christmas being tomorrow would it?”

He could feel the heat of a blush wanting to rise onto his face, “Of course not…” He quickly turned around, going through his doors, and shutting them on the smirking blonds face. He could here Draco’s laughter as he left; but what could he have done; he finally found the perfect gift to give his mate. And he couldn’t have done it if Draco stayed with him tonight. He didn’t know why he kept them all but extremely glad that he did as they would make the perfect present for the blond.
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