The Malfoy Contract

Chapter 6: Finding Out

‘This is thoughts’

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“Are you going tell me?” Blaise asked for the millionth time.

“Could you please,” Draco turned to look at him, “just shut up?” His only reply was a smug smile. Afterwards, Draco went back to searching for his favorite Gryffindor. ‘Where is he?’

“Come on. Please tell me.” Blaise said to snap Draco out of his thoughts.

“No.”

“What are you going to do today that is so important?”

“Nothing.”

“You’re going to tell him, aren’t you?”

“No.”

“Can I go?”

“No, you can’t.”

“So you’re not denying that today is the day you going to tell him about his impending engagement. So can I be there?”

“No, I am not denying that today is the day, and no you are not going to be there.”

“Why not?” Blaise griped.

“It’s unbecoming of a Slytherin to whine.”

“I wouldn’t have to if you would let me go with you to tell him. So why can’t I go?”

“We have to get to class. You know Snape doesn’t like it when we’re late.”

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“Harry, wake up.” Ron yelled as he was getting dressed to go down to the Great hall, “it’s the first day of class, and I don’t think you want to be late.” Getting frustrated, Ron pulled back the curtain on Harry’s bed and yelled, “WAKE UP!”

“I’m up. I’m up.” Harry said groggily and the light shone in his face. “There is no need to scream. I’m awake.”

“Well, it’s a little to late now. I can’t wait for you anymore because I want to get breakfast before my first class.” Ron said as he was reaching for the door. “Hurry up and get dressed. I’ll save you a muffin or something.”

‘Shite, I’m late on the first day of school, and now, I am going to have to face Snape. This is bound to be a fantastic day, isn’t it?' He thought sarcastically as he stubbed his toe on the edge to the bed.

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“Potter you’re late. Fifteen points from Gryffindor.” Snape said as he stopped writing on the board. “Take your seat before I decide to take more points.”

“Hey mate.” Ron whispered to his friend

Before Harry could answer, Snape continued the lesson, “As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted,” Snape said with a pointed glare to Harry, “today we are going to be making the calming draught the ingredients are on the board. You can use your own or get some from the back of the classroom.”

“I’ll get the ingredients.” Harry told Ron.

As Harry walk passed him, Draco’s eyes shamelessly followed him to his destination.

Blaise saw this and with a smirk plastered on his face, he said. “You know if you stare at his arse any harder, you’ll probably end up burning another hole into it. Though, I can understand why you can’t take your eyes off it. I am in awe of it at times.”

“I hate you,” was his only reply.

“I like it when you are thinking about the lovely Golden Boy.”

“Why?”

“Because your comebacks are appalling.” He stated with a smirk. “So are you going to let me come? I promise to be on best behavior.” He said sensing his friend was starting to get upset.

“Yes, you can go, but you are not allowed to talk.”

All Blaise did was smile at his little victory.

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Later During Dinner

At dinner was almost everything was pretty normal. Ron seemed to be shoving food down his throat before it had the chance to run away. Hermione was reading her new Transfiguration book for “light” reading. Seamus was making suggestive comments to Dean just to make hear him laugh. Neville was reading up on the magical properties of the Alihotsy plant. All was well, but Harry seemed to be a little off.

“Harry, are you ok?” Hermione asked as she finally looked up from her book.

“I’m fine. It’s just been one of those days, you know.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

“No, it’s fine.” He said to appease Hermione’s worrying for the moment, and decided it was time to take her mind off him. “So Hermione, what are you reading?”

Even though she saw right through his ploy to change the subject, she went along with it. “I’m just trying to get ahead in Transfiguration. Right now, I am reading the magical theory behind changing a piece of parchment into …”

After a moment, Harry stopped paying attention to Hermione. Harry looked around the room, and saw an owl flying towards the table. It dropped Harry a note that read:

Please come to my office at 8 o'clock tonight,

Professor Dumbledore.

“What is it,” Hermione inquired

“Professor Dumbledore wants to see me later on tonight.”

“Really, why?” food flew out of his mouth as Ron asked.

“Ron, must you talk with food in you mouth? It’s disgusting.” Hermione reproached.

Ron swallowed, looking thoroughly scolded and said, “I’m sorry.” Then he turned to Harry, “Do you know what it’s about, Harry?”

“No, I have no idea.”

“Do you think it could be something important?” Hermione asked worriedly.

“Well, the only important thing we ever discussed was Voldemort. And since he’s dead, my guess is as good as yours.” ‘Hopefully it’s something that will make my a day a little bit better.’

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“So, am I going to be the only person there with you two?” Blaise asked.

“No, Lupin, my father, Dumbledore, Snape, and McGonagall will be there, too.”

“Why is the werewolf going to be there?”

“I think they’re supposed to be really close.”

“I didn’t know that,” Then they fell into a comfortable silence until Blaise saw the anxiety on Draco’s face. “Are you ready?”

“For what?” Draco turned to his increasingly annoying friend.

“To tell our favorite Gryffindor he’s going to be your future wife.” Blaise answered.

“Yes, I’m ready.” Draco said but not as convincing as he wanted it sound.

“I hope you are.” He said more to himself then to Draco.

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Dumbledore sat in his chair looking over all of his students, just as he did every meal, when his eyes fell upon Harry Potter. ‘Since the day you came to this school there has never been a calm moment. You have done you best to help of those around. Now that there is someone that can help you, I hope you don’t push that person away.’ He thought as his blue eyes twinkled at the thought of later this evening.

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Harry showed up to the to the gargoyle statues outside of Dumbledore’s office and realized that his beloved Dumbledore didn’t give him his password again. ‘Does this man some sort pleasure in doing this.’

“Err, lemon drop.” Harry gave his first try at the password. And nothing happened.

“Okay, I knew it wasn’t going to be that easy.” He said to himself.

“Ice Mice,” he took another crack at it, and nothing, again.

“Acid Pops, blood-flavored lollipops, Chocoballs, Cockroach Clusters, Fudge Flies,” when he said Fudge Flies the statue finally let him go to his intended destination.

“Harry, my boy, I’m glad you’re here.” Dumbledore said. Harry looked around the room. ‘What are all these people doing here?’ Harry thought.

“Err, Professor Dumbledore, what is going on here?” Harry asked as he took a seat next to Draco since it was the only one in the room still available.

“I’m sure Mr. Malfoy wants to explain it to you.”

Harry turned to Draco, and though he was nervous, he did not let it show. Draco looked Harry in the eye, gave him a small smile, and told him, “We are going to get married.”

“What does he mean we are going to get married?” Harry asked Dumbledore.

“You know that in pureblood families still have arranged marriages, right. Well we are arranged to be married.” Draco answered the soon-to-be frantic Gryffindor.

“I thought he was betrothed to Parkinson.” He asked Dumbledore hoping he could make the situation better.

“I am not anymore. She violated a clause in the contract, and now I don’t have to marry her. You were next in line.”

“How this all possible, Professor?” He just wanted the professor to say something to him.

“My grandfather decided that he wanted the Malfoys to be linked to all of the great purebloods in the wizarding world. He struck a deal with someone in your family and now we engaged to be married.”

“This is a joke, right? Professor tell me this is a joke. He can’t be serious. Right professor? ANSWER ME!” Harry questioned, desperate for all of this to be a joke of some kind.

“No Harry, this is real. There is no one in this room trying to deceive you.” Dumbledore said in his always-soothing voice.

However, it could not calm its main target. In fact, it made him worse.

“How could this have happened? No one in my family would make a deal with a Malfoy.” He spat the name out with venom.

Draco flinched slightly then put his mask back quickly enough so no one would notice.

“Au contraire, your great uncle, Christopher Potter, was the one to make the deal with my father.” Lucius said, smugly.

“Why would he trust a Slytherin?”

“Because he was a Slytherin himself.” Dumbledore answered.

“I thought Potters were always in Gryffindor.”

“Who told you that? Even if that were true, if the Blacks could have a child that ended up in Gryffindor. Surely the Potter can have a child that was in Slytherin.” McGonagall spoke for the first time since Harry entered the room.

“You’re telling me that the reason I have to marry him is some stupid contract. First the prophecy, and now this, people love to plan for the best thing to happen to me.” Harry said sarcastically. “What can I do to get out of this?”

“Only way for you to get out of this if you were bonded to someone before you found out about this engagement. In that case I would have to marry your first born.” Draco answered.

“How is there no way to get out of this? How about we don’t go through with it?” Harry asked anxious for something to get him out of this.

“Harry, I am sorry to tell you this, but it isn’t your choice. The spell has already been cast.” Dumbledore explained to Harry.

“Who was the one who cast the spell? And can’t they reverse it?”

“Abraxas Malfoy, the one who made the contract, and he can’t reverse it because he is dead.”

“If he’s dead, how was he able to cast the spell?” Harry was still trying to wrap his mind around the situation.

“He cast the spell when he was alive. The activates on your 'wedding day'.”

“What if I don’t accept this marriage?”

“Potter, when a spell is cast on you, it doesn’t matter if you want to or not, you still feel the effects of it.”

“Is there anyway we can get a divorce.”

“I’m sorry Harry, but wizarding bonds like this are forever.” Remus said.

“They do it so there are no scandals in pureblood families.” Snape told.

Harry took a deep breath. “And there is nothing I can do about it.” Harry asked trying to hold on to a piece of hope.

And it was crushed with a simple, “No,” from Draco.

“When is my 'wedding day'?” Harry asked dejectedly,

“The contract says three months after the younger of the two becomes an adult.” Lucius answered.

“Malfoy, when is your birthday?”

“June 5” Draco replied

“That would make it three months after my birthday then.” Then he thought for a moment and realized, “That’s Halloween!” With this revelation, Harry started to laugh. At first, it was a chuckle then it grew to uncontrolled laughter His eyes were tearing, and he was gripping his sides. Everyone else in the room in the room watched this with a mixture horror, confusion, and sympathy.

“He has gone mad. Wow, Draco, you’ve finally driven him insane.” Blaise said what every other Slytherin in the room was thinking.

“Didn’t I tell you, you weren’t allowed to talk?” Draco asked though not with as much bite as he wanted because he was too worried.

“Harry, are you okay?” Remus was the first to talk to him.

“Yes, I’m fine. I was just laughing at the coincidences.” Harry answered after his laughter dies down.

“What coincidences?”

“My parents died on Halloween In my first year, I had to fight a troll on Halloween. In my second year, the first time I heard the voice of the basilisk was on Halloween. In my fourth year, I was picked to be one of Hogwarts champions for the Triwizard Tournament on Halloween. And this is going to happen on Halloween. What deity did I upset on Halloween? I guess we all know what day I am going to die on.” Harry chuckled at his own morbid joke.

No one in the room knew what to say to this. Everyone stayed quiet until Dumbledore broke the silence. “I understand you are uneasy about the situation due to the relationship Mr. Malfoy and you have had over the years, but I think it would do you some good to get to know him. I have decided that you two should have your own suite since you are going to spend your lives together. Tomorrow, you will be moving into the suite.” He said to Harry and Draco. Then he turned to everyone else, and said, “This has been a long day for every one in here I bid you all a good night.”

As everyone left the room Remus stopped Harry, “I know you have gone through such an ordeal recently, and I want you to know if there is anything you want to talk about I am here for you. Okay, Harry?”

“I know.” Harry answered truthfully.

“I’m only an owl away, Harry.”

“I know, Remus.” Remus gave a quick hug.

“I have to get going.”

“Bye Remus.” After that, Harry started back to his room to get some sleep after the long day.

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Author's note: Hope you enjoy this chapter. I know there hasn't been any draco/harry action yet but it coming. It's coming. I would like to thank my beta Gi. Like always PLEASE REVIEW. If you do, I'll love forever and THREE DAYS:D