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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 for all the reviews, Dont worry Lilium I will finish this, the extended wait was so I could fix previous mistakes which I am so sorry for. Kain, dont worry answers are going to be coming...Moodysavage, and thrnbrooke thank you I do hope everyone will enjoy this chapter :)

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.

Chapter 52

He sat there, in his chair, in the dark corner; starring at the witch. Technically he couldn’t even call her a witch anymore, and recently he couldn’t even call her Mrs. Granger. Somehow she wormed her way in, under his skin; until she had become Hermione in his mind. That doesn’t mean that he had to call her that in person; like he would let someone as foolish as her know that she had that kind of power over him. He didn’t even understand it himself; although awareness was prickling at his senses trying to tell him something. Which he would ignore with an iron clad determination; that he had been using since Lily had died.

“Severus…”

Finally one of the brats has decided to come; it took them long enough. He didn’t feel like speaking; he also didn’t feel like moving. It seemed better to be able to sit in his chair and stare daggers at the point of his target.

“Severus…”

Looking over to Draco as he walked further in the room. “Took you long enough…”

“Yes, well it happens on occasion.” Draco walked over the Hermione’s bedside, peering down at the obvious changes. Disbelief showing in the lines around his mouth and the way his eyebrow rose. “What happened here?”

He couldn’t help it, if they ask a stupid question, then they deserved the answer they got. “I would think with your intellect, you wouldn’t need such an answer…I believe your mate is rubbing off on you.”

Draco looked at him with narrowed eyes; he really didn’t care what the blond did right now. “Just because you are blaming yourself for Hermione’s problems right now, does not give you the right to be snide…

He let out a long breath; it wasn’t the time to get into another argument with Draco, “Apparently we are not so far removed from witches and wizards as we originally thought.” His voice sounded strained, dull, and far too tired. Getting up slowly he walked out of the room; let Draco sit there, in the dark, and ponder the mysteries of the universe, he was done for tonight.

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It was done, He didn’t know why he kept them, but Harry was happy that he had. It took far longer than he thought to finish the gift for Draco, with it being nearly morning. But the lost sleep would be worth it when he saw his mate open it in the morning. Since it was pointless to sleep for only a couple of hours, he went to check up on Hermione.

He never expected to see his mate sleeping in a chair, watching over his friend. Since those two rarely ever agreed on anything, always spending hours arguing every point. It was hard to see Draco willingly spending anytime by himself in the same room as Hermione. But it did show another side to his mate; one of the many reasons he had fallen in love with the pompous idiot.

He transfigured the chair into a bed, and covered his mate with a blanket before walking over to his friend. She was still sleeping, but something was different about her. She still looked like Hermione, but this was what she would have looked like as an Elf. He knew, after hearing from Rabastion all the theories about magic, what would happen. Hermione was going to be ecstatic when she woke up and saw it for herself.

An overly large yawn interrupted his thoughts, walking over to a sleeping Draco; he climbed into the same bed, cuddling up next his mate and fell asleep.

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His dream turned into reality as he awoke next to his mate. Tightening his arms, so he could bring Harry closer to him, lightly rubbing his nose against the messy hair that tickled it. Allowed him to capture the sleeping scent of his mate. This was bliss, everything he could ever want; something he would kill to keep. Just the way it was, like this, was how he wanted to wake up every morning.

A giggle from across the room had Draco looking up with narrowed eyes barely able to open with the light, over at the person intruding in his morning. “You know you were nuzzling Harry, and I swear I could hear a growl come from you.”

“I am glad to see you’re awake…Hermione, now let me go back to sleep…” He said flopping back onto the bed so he could continue cuddling his mate.

“You will want to wake Harry up, he would hate to miss Christmas just because you wanted to sleep longer…”Hermione said, still giggling.

Holding Harry closer into his arms, remembering to clasp him tightly he leaned forward. “Harry…Wake up.”

A slight jerk had Draco tightening his arms a little further as his mate went from sleeping to being awake in an instant. He would never understand how Harry could sleep through any noise, but once you said those three words he would wake up instantly; and most likely swinging. Once his mate relaxed, he let go sitting up in the bed as Harry did as well.

“Morning, Mione…” A huge yawn and a forced stretch interrupting Harry. “Morning Draco…” Harry shuffled out of the transfigured bed, moving to the adjoined bathroom; coming out several moments later holding a hand mirror. Sitting back on the bed anticipating the following events; this was going to be very interesting when the former witch found out she was no longer one anymore.

Harry held out the mirror in front of Hermione. With a gasp she lifted her shaking hands touching her face, the prominent cheekbones, pointed ears, ghosting over her tilted eyes. She did make a very pretty Elf; that is if she could ever tame that fizzy mop she called hair; then she would become spectacular. “It looks like you beat me in becoming an Elf…”

Hermione looked up at Harry, eyes watering, lower lip trembling. “That…This…It…was never my intention…I mean…”

Harry smiled gently at her, “I know…But this is the results…I won’t have to fight so hard to keep you in my life now…” Harry placed the mirror in Hermione’s shaking hands and turned towards him. “Draco I need to get ready before heading to the family room for Christmas… Can you take Hermione with you?”

Draco walked over placing a hand on Harry’s lower back to push him out of the room, “I don’t mind, now hurry we have presents to open.” A grin stretching his face almost making it hurt. He couldn’t wait to give his gift to Harry.

“Draco…”

Turning to look at Hermione, her voice sounding smaller than he had ever heard it before; “What is going to happen now?”

He reached out, grabbing the mirror from her fingers, holding it up gazing at himself; purposefully dropping his glamour. Before he would keep it up in front of Hermione, never comfortable with dropping it while she was a witch. Now it was a moot point and it didn’t matter if she saw what he looked like as an Elf. “I am still better looking.”

A shriek and a pillow collided into his ear at the same time; turning he smirked at Hermione as she sat their frowning at him. “Nothing ever changes with you does it?”

“Some things changed, this is the first time you have seen the true me…My father will sneer at you less, Bellatrix will still want to use you for experiments, the Dark Lord just might show you a little more respect, and Severus will still be his considerate self towards you…”

Hermione nodded, to each statement he made, “Now I have to run and get ready myself before I can bring you down…” He turned to leave; hearing the quiet reply as he left the room. “Thank you.”

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Harry quickly made his way to the family room; walking in his arms loaded down with the gifts he had gotten everyone. So far the only two that still needed to show up was Draco and Hermione. Walking around he told everyone Merry Christmas, giving each member of his family a hug; and fixing himself a plat from the buffet style breakfast that was laid out. The room was gorgeous, but how couldn’t it have been with Narcissa and his grandmother being the ones to decorate. For once everyone was smiling, laughing, enjoying themselves; even Severus walked around with a small smile on his face. Christmas was truly a magical time of the year where no one had to worry about anything.

Draco walked in with Hermione in front of him sitting in a floating chair; as his mate directed it to a place where she could sit with her feet up. Everyone in the room converged around his friend commenting on her new status; making her blush and mumble from all the attention she was not used too. He brought her over a plate of food, sitting it on her lap before walking over to Draco. “Thank you.”

Draco smirked, “It was no problem…I only dropped her out of the chair a couple of times…”

Hermione laughed along with everyone else, “He did no such thing…”

The rest of the morning went the same way, everyone joking without any of the malicious barbs that usually were thrown. It was different giving gifts than what he was used too, instead of him opening his gifts that came through an owl alone; they were exchanged on a more personal level. The process took a long time, with him having to find each person, then they would exchange their gifts; opening them at the same time. Usually afterwards talking about each gift and the meaning behind them. It was a personal exchange, making sure that each gift would hold meaning for the other person.

Harry waited to exchange gifts with Draco until last, every time he saw his mate coming towards him; he would run off finding the next person to make the exchange with. It wasn’t because he was worried about the present he was giving, it had more to do with, he wanted Draco to have the time to enjoy it.

Holding onto his last gift he found Draco sitting on the couch talking with his father. Sitting next to the blond, he placed the flat square package on Draco’s lap. Draco looked up at him smiling, “It’s about time.” The blond reached into his pocket and drew out a small box, handing it too him. “Open mine first…”

He nodded his head, and carefully opened the wrapping that would let him remove the lid. Peering inside the box lay a necklace with a ring attached. The chain was simple, thin but very bright silver; the ring was the same only thicker. Draco reached into the box, holding out the necklace for him to see. “I know you can’t wear a ring right now, but you can wear this under your shirt for now…”

He couldn’t speak, turned around so Draco could place the necklace around his throat. “This also has protection spells woven in, as well as a tracking spell, so I can always find you if you are in danger.” From behind him Draco held up the ring so he could see the inside; where something was written.

Looking closer he was able to make out the words, “Forever Mine.” Turning so he could look at Draco who was sitting behind him still he smiled. “Usually something like this would have I Love You inscribed.”

“Yes, but in this case you know I love you, but now everyone will know you are forever mine.” Draco said, another thing that he loved about his mate, the fact that his heart was wrapped in arrogance.

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“Thank you, now you can open mine…” Draco sat back, looking at Harry; who had radiant smile on his face; excitement showing with the way that his leg was bouncing; waiting for him to open the gift in front of him.

Ripping open the wrapping, so he could open the lid, he lifted out a book. Looking at Harry, curious to what this could be, his mate said. “I don’t know why I kept them all but I did…Open it…”

Opening the cover, reveled the first page; understanding coming through him when he saw the first picture he drew for Harry. The one he sent third year in DADA, where Harry was riding a broom and was struck by lightning, making him fall off. Why would his mate give him this, something that he wished he had never sent to the one person that was so precious to him?

“Our life didn’t start out perfect, but from the moment I entered the Wizarding World you have always been there…” Harry pointed to words that he had written on the bottom of the page. It was his thoughts and feelings he had at the time that he received the first origami bird.

“This was right before the quidditch match we had, after I got this I was more determined to beat you…Please push me to greater heights.”

Flipping to the next page showed another picture that he had sent; each with their own message. He couldn’t believe he had sent so many, he knew since Harry had come to them this summer he was sending a lot, but he didn’t think he had sent as many as he had before then. There were at least a hundred of them, some pictures, being cruel, some funny, and some showing how much of an arrogant ass he truly was. But everyone had some message from his mate.

He reached the first picture he sent Harry this summer, the one that landed him in trouble with his father. Smiling at how he remembered that it was worth every bit of trouble just to see Harry smile. The message on that one was, “I knew at this moment you were not the person I had thought you were…”

The picture about how boring deportment lessons was another interesting one, “I learned how to read behind the cold mask you always wear. I like you better without the mask.”

Then there was the picture of Harry being jealous with him dancing with Severus. “Yes I was jealous…and you are never to dance with anyone but me again. It is also when I realized that I could love you.”

Many more pictures flew by, each getting better, the little messages making his heart lighter. This was their life, their ugly past, promising present, and all the possibilities of the future. Turning to the last page, showed the last picture, the one he just did with him standing on top of a pile of bodies. “I wouldn’t have asked for my life to turn out any other way. Thank you for saving me.”

Out of all the presents he had ever received this was the one he would treasure the most. Voice nearly choked with held in emotions, he grabbed Harry drawing him into a hug whispering into his ear. “I love you too.”

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The only tradition that Albus kept, was the one he did on Christmas. Every year he would head to the Hogs Head Inn and have a drink with his brother. It was the only time that they would see each other, and only that once of year tradition would they say anything. This year it was different, as soon as he walked into the Inn, he noticed that it was empty. The chairs and bar having a layer of dust on them, it looked liked it had been some days since his brother had been here.

Walking back towards his school, the bitter cold making him wonder why he even bothered, since his brother couldn’t even stick around for their yearly tradition. Two strangers dressed in black, obscuring his view from seeing their faces approached him.

“What can I help you with?” The two made him nervous; he liked to be able to look a person in the eye when he talked with them.

One voice answered colder than the air he was breathing, “I believe we can help each other.”

“How is that, I do believe I am in no need of help right now?”

The second voice answered, a close mimic of the first, “Well that’s not true, I know you need some help with the little Elf problem you are having.”

The first voice continued, “We will contact you when you are needed, for now know you are being watched.” Both of the strangers left as they had both appeared, out of thin air. What could be going on now? And who were those two?
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