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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~ I have learned something about my ability to write. Yesterday I sat in front of my computer attempting to write this chapter for several hours. And couldn’t write one word; today I ran up and got an energy drink; and I could swear with every sip ideas started to tumble from my mind to my finger tips. So I am sorry I didn’t get anything up in awhile, I have been busy (Creating a driveway is really hard work LOL); but I do have a couple of Monsters today; I should have several chapters up. This chapter is a transition chapter, and very short; I find these are the hardest to write… Thank to everyone who answered my questions, it helps a lot to know where I stand (Yes I can be insecure in my writing). In one review, was mentioned that for Mrs. Granger I was still typing Ms. I apologize; my fingers type faster than my brain most the time; but that is one mistake I have been working to fix. As always a great big huge thank you to everyone. Take care and enjoy :)

Disclaimer~ The Prologue has the full disclaimer.

Chapter 55

January 1^st 1996

Everything was supposed to be easier once the Enrai was found; once Harry learned his true allegiance, but that was not the case. Tom was doing more work and most of it was not the way he usually would do it. No torture, didn’t Harry understand that this filth from the Wizarding World deserved this and more; everything that he could come up with? He should let the Lestrange’s go crazy, give them full control to do what they pleased, but even they would no longer listen to him. He would give an order, and they would first direct their eyes to Harry. Even Lucius was acting like this, seeking approval from the Enrai at every turn. He could admit, only to himself, that in the last six months Harry was gaining the confidence, and bearing the Fallen Enrai had. It wouldn’t be too much longer until Harry would take full control; was that something he could bow his head too? Could he give complete control after having it for so long? At first he couldn’t wait to get rid of the mantle of leadership, now it made him nervous. No torture? How was he supposed to get anything done?

The sounds of the door creaking, and the light steps of feet had him looking up; watching the approach of someone he thought would never bow his head. Giving the blond in front of him a glare worthy of the lowest despicable Elf manageable, “Lucius, I thought you were riding the train with the rest of the brats heading back to Hogwarts?”

Lucius waved his hand, sitting in the chair across from him. “I blackmailed Severus into doing it…He owed me for certain unmentionable actions of his.” A lazy smirk crossed his features reminding him of the Lucius from the past. At least he could see some of the characteristics of his Elves that Harry hadn’t tainted yet.

“So why are you here?”

All expression drained away from Lucius face as he spoke next. “I know some of Harry’s ideas are not going over too well with you. I figured I may be able to alleviate some of your concerns.”

“What concerns could I possibly be having?” His voice sounding more sibilant.

The lazy smirk came back, that is if he could call it a smirk, it looked more like a smile. “You realize that we are going to be family…With you taking steps in claiming that dev…” Lucius coughed covering up his slip, while he glared at Lucius at calling his mate that name. “The Heiress. And my son claiming Harry…That makes us family, so naturally; I as one of my family members, I wanted to tell you that I for one are supporting these changes. And since you are also a part of Harry’s family, you should also support them.”

He wanted to pout, scream, and maybe even throw something like his mate did. But any of those options were not becoming of the Dark Lord. At first he hated being called the Dark Lord, but over the years the title and all its implications had grown on him. What was a Dark Lord without torture? “Whether I want too or not, I will support the changes, Harry is my Enrai as well.”

Lucius lifted his infuriating eyebrow, telling him without words that he doubted everything that Tom said. “I also wanted to inform you that the Heiress has been talking to Dumbledore’s brother…She is making headway into finding out what he knows. We spent two weeks trying to get information from him with your way, and in two days he is singing like a bird with Harry’s way. Not all change is bad; it is the difference you hate.” Lucius stood to leave saying one last thing before walking out of Tom’s chambers. “I almost feel sorry for my son; with how stubborn Harry is. He will make a wonderful Enrai, different; but I think that is what we need right now.”

His eyes widened at what Lucius said. His mate, Aubrey has been talking to that wizard? Didn’t she know that was Dumbledore’s brother? Even though the wizard looked like an old man, he could still be dangerous, and she willingly went into a room with him? For once in her life she was going to sit and listen to him; she was not going to risk her life so foolishly. He tore out of his chambers, searching for his wayward mate; he was half tempted to kill her for her idiocy.

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There were still tears in his eyes, as he left his grandmother standing at the station as Harry boarded the Hogwarts express. He hated leaving everyone at Malfoy Manor, but he hated leaving her the most. Even with Draco and Hermione at his sides, it was one of the hardest things he did. He didn’t leave the window, watching his grandmother wave as the train pulled away from the station. With Draco’s arm around his waist and Hermione holding one of his hands, they pulled him away from the window; escorting him to empty car. Luckily for them the halls of the train were empty as everyone else had found their seats well before the train moved. It made navigating through the train easier.

Hermione led them to their car at the back of the train; the one she raced off to find while he stood there at his window with Draco. He was about to reach the doors when several Slytherin’s from his year ran out of their car stopping in front of him. What could they want? Harry stepped forward away from Draco, and in front of Hermione, taking out his wand; leveling at Theo, Millicent, Vincent, Greg, and Daphne. Anytime he was confronted with this group, it was always better to act first and think later.

Blaise walked forward standing in front of the other Slytherin’s, and as one they all dropped to the knees. Each bowing their heads before Blaise spoke. “My Lord, we offer you our services…” He didn’t give Blaise time to finish, looking at his smirking mate, and friend who appeared to be as shocked as he was; Harry ran to his car.

Moment after Draco came in his head held high, smirking as he gracefully sat in one of the seats. Hermione was only a step or two behind him; already wanting to ask questions with the way she would look at the shut door and Harry. Glancing at his mate as he paced, “What was that?”

Draco looked smug, as he drawled, “That My Lord…”

He wanted to explode, couldn’t Draco be serious right now. “Don’t even give me that My Lord shit right now…”

His mate smiled brighter. “You take away all my fun…”

“Draco…” He growled out quickly losing all patience.

“Fine… By going to that Death Eater meeting, they all believe you are the Dark Lords heir. Which technically you are so what does it matter…They are showing their proper respect for someone above their station.”

“What do you mean the Dark Lords heir?” Hermione said barely above a whisper.

Draco continued. “After Harry’s sixteenth birthday; which will actually be his seventeenth; he will take the mantle of leadership…”

“I already know that…but the Dark Lords Heir? What does that have to do with the kneeling Slytherin’s?” Her voice rose as her question was not answered.

“The children of Death Eaters are pledged into the Dark Lords service as soon as they are conceived. By Harry showing up as part of the Inner Circle; they all now believe he is the Heir. This is what Harry wanted…”

“That was not what I wanted…” He said waving his hand towards the door, cringing at the thought of people kneeling before him. “I only wanted the attempts on my life to stop, not for them to sign their life away too me. They hated me…” His voice dropped in volume as he continued.

Draco stood, walking towards him when he felt fingers on his chin; lifting his eyes to meet the steel of his mates. “It is cause and effect…You caused this when you went to the meeting; the effect is their dying service.”

“But…”

Draco’s fingers loosened on his chin, and the thumb brushed across his cheek in a caress. “There are no buts…You want to unite our Realm with the Wizarding World?” He nodded his head yes, as that thumb continued to brush against his check; becoming softer with each stroke. Draco smiled, brightening up his eyes as he continued. “Then you will not have anyone better to do that with; those children out there will be able to help you in ways that you can’t conceive right now.”

Harry leaned into the caressing hand, closing his eyes. He knew he wasn’t going to win this one. “Fine…But get them to stop kneeling, it could cause problems.”

Draco took away his hand, wrapping it around Harry’s waist pulling him into an embrace. “Anything you say…My Lord.” He didn’t need to see his mate to know he was smirking.

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Everything was set for Harry to come back. It took every bit of two weeks to cast the spells, and the sneaking around McGonagall to be able to do it. He couldn’t wait for the Boy-Who-Lived to come back and see his surprise. Albus hoped that Harry liked it; he spent enough time to make sure the boy would. Although it would be very hard to detect what was done; by the end of the school year the effects should have worked.

Looking down at his desk, a letter appeared. It came out of nothing, almost like the strangers that appeared before him last week. It was short and to the point; but it did have merit.

It is time to tell another of the prophecy, which only you and the one who told it know about.

It didn’t say who was too nor who it was from; but he knew those without being told. Yes it was time to tell Harry about the prophecy. The same prophecy that still gave him nightmares when he was told of it. But the thing with prophecies was they were very hard to interpret. Sometimes not even knowing the meaning until they were fulfilled; but if he told it to a naïve boy the right way; then it could work in his favor.

Yes, it was time; and with his earlier plans he had made; he could tweak them to help in this new mission. It would be for the good of the Wizarding World, if Harry could destroy Voldemort.
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