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The Dragon Queen\'s Chosen	By : BlackDawnRose Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hi everyone, here I am with a new chapter. Now for those of you who don't remember this story has crossover themes with Anne Bishop's Black Jewels Trilogy so anyone who's read it, if you see any similarities here, that's why. The other warnings I want to give you here are that this is an explaining chapter about the blood, not the whole thing but a big chunk of it, sorry if that's boring in sections but I wanted to get the basics out of the way in one chapter so I didn't have to keep going over them. Also, a new relationship will appear in this chapter, not anything new for our boys, but a relationship you might not expect. It's a bit of an odd one but I'd love to hear what you think of the whole idea, I know similar things have been done before but anyway, I'd like to hear your opinion.
Now I have no beta for this story so all mistakes are my own, please review :).
History of the Blood
"A long time ago the world was ruled and watched over by large, mighty dragons. For a long time they were the most powerful race in existence, but like all good things their race eventually came to an end. Knowing their time was approaching the dragon queen and her prince faced the difficult task of deciding which race should succeed them. Eventually they decided that their power should be passed on to the humans, but as the humans were only a relatively young race they also knew their descendants would need guidance and assistance to understand their new power. The dragon queen flew over the world dropping her scales on those beneath her. For each young woman a scale touched a witch was born. Those witches then bred with others and the children born from those unions were also gifted with magic. Through this procreation the race known as the blood was created.
The queen then took on human form and she, along with her prince, who retained his original shape, retired from their duties and settled back to watch over the new guardians of their land from a distance."
Draco stopped speaking and smiled at Harry. "Draca is the dragon queen in human form as I'm sure you already know."
"Yes I do, although I have no idea how I know," Harry replied confused.
"You're one of the queen's chosen, you were born with that knowledge inside you, it just didn't resurface until you were face to face with her," Draco explained.
"So the blood are like us?" Harry asked.
"In a way," Draco replied. "They are the magical guardians of their realm. That's another thing I need to explain, the world we live in is one realm out of three. There's the light realm, which is this one, that used to be known as Terreille. The second realm and the one in which most of the living blood now reside is the shadow realm called Kaeleer. The last realm is the dark realm; which is where the blood go after they die to await the final rest. Having lived with muggles I'm sure you've heard of Hell and Saetan the high lord of hell who looks after all who reside in the realm?" Draco asked.
Harry nodded.
"Well he is real and Hell is as well, it's what the blood call the dark realm. What isn't real is how the muggles portray Saetan as a demon who tortures souls for all eternity. Firstly, from what Draca's told me, Saetan is a man not a demon. She also said he's a kind, intelligent, powerful man who only hurts those who deserve it and takes great care of the souls in his realm. As I said before they don't stay there forever, some don't even go there at all; the souls who go to hell are those who are still powerful enough to exist after their body dies. Eventually their energy is all gone and they leave for their final resting place in the darkness. Souls that use up all their energy before they die go straight to the darkness," Draco continued and Harry nodded.
"So if you were to die fighting a powerful wizard and drained all your magic-"
"You'd just die, that's right," Draco finished Harry's sentence and Harry nodded again.
"So no afterlife?" he asked.
Draco shook his head. "The blood don't believe in the afterlife; they're all for the idea of reincarnation," he replied.
"Well, that's a slightly nicer thought," Harry replied, "Please keep going."
"Okay, let's see. The Blood are matriarchal, that means they're ruled by women. There's no such thing as a king the people are ruled by a queen and the highest rank a male can reach is warlord prince. Like a lot of other worlds the blood have a caste system that determines who's in charge. There are witches and warlords which are normal people, men aren't wizards in their world they're warlords. There are healers and priestesses who are the next female rank; I think they're pretty self-explanatory with regards to their jobs in blood society, although priestesses perform wedding ceremonies and the like, I'm not sure if you'd know that. The next rank up for the males is prince and he's equal to the priestess and the healer. The next step up for males is warlord prince and as I said before that's the highest rank men reach in the blood realm. Women also have a rank known as black widow, they are witches who are experts in poisons and foreseeing the future, they can also heal mental damage, they're the same rank as warlord princes and they have to undergo special training."
Draco stopped and thought about it for a minute. "There's more to tell you about the casts but that can come later. As well as your cast your rank in society is determined by the jewel you wear. Blood children have a birthright ceremony when they're 8 to determine their initial strength and then perform a different ceremony called an offering to the darkness which determines their overall strength. The jewels go from light to dark with the lightest being the white and the darkest being the black and the darker the jewel the stronger the person. There are 13 jewels all together, when you have your birthright ceremony you receive one jewel when you make your offering you receive another. You keep both jewels for the rest of your life and once you die they are returned to where they came from. When you make your offering the jewel you come back with is usually stronger unless something goes wrong. You can descend up to 3 colours darker than your original jewel but some people only descend 1 or 2 depending on the person. Do you have any questions yet?" Draco asked.
"Yeah where do the jewels come from?" Harry asked.
"Most of the blood don't know, but they actually come from the dragon prince, each jewel is one of his scales. Sometimes people are given uncut jewels and those are directly from the prince. Others are already cut and that means they have belonged to someone previously," Draco explained.
Harry nodded. "Okay, so what are the colours?" he asked.
"There's white, yellow, tiger eye, rose, summer-sky, purple dusk, opal (Which can come in a myriad of different colours and can be classed as a light jewel or a dark), green, sapphire, red, grey, ebon-grey and black," Draco explained.
Harry nodded. "Okay keep going."
"The blood live by a code of honour that's quite different from our own. Males serve females as I said before, but there's a subtle balance of power between the sexes that's only noticeable if you live with it. Their laws are quite different, for example murder is not a crime, but if you do murder someone the queen who ruled over that person while they were alive can demand that a penance be exacted. Rape is punishable by death, partially because a witch can be stripped of her power as a result," Draco explained.
"She can?" Harry asked confused.
"It's not that way in our world, I guess maybe it's how the witches in this realm evolved to protect themselves," Draco replied. "In the shadow realm a witches only real weaknesses are sex and their moon time. During the first few says of their moon time they suffer horrible often debilitating pain and aren't able to use their power without causing themselves more pain. As such the men in their family have a tendency to fuss over them, a little too much at times because they are worried about them and get really overprotective, to the point of wanting to kill everyone who comes near them at times."
"That's a little crazy," Harry commented.
"It's a protective mechanism that's bred into blood males' minds. That's the only way strong queens survive as long as they can, the stronger the queen the more pain they're in during their moon time and the harder it is to protect themselves," Draco continued.
"And a moon time is?" Harry asked.
"Put it this way, most women have it once a month," Draco explained and Harry nodded in understanding. "Their other weakness is sex," Draco continued. "Witches become vulnerable when they're in bed with a blood male. They need to be with a partner who they trust completely because fear of any sort at that time of weakness can lead to a witch being broken. They're most vulnerable the first time they do it, and most blood females have a virgin night when they're 16, which is undertaken with an older, trusted, more experienced male who can protect them. As long as they walk away from that night unbroken they're usually fine, although those things are never for sure."
"Wow, it's all very involved isn't it?" Harry asked turning all the information over in his head.
"It is, sorry," Draco said apologetically. "I don't want to overload you with information. There's only really a few more things I have to tell you and the rest you'll pick up over time. My family are also some of Draca's chosen and we have been preparing for our mission since just after I was born. Do you remember how I said I was born early and my father's relatives wanted to kill me?" he asked.
Harry nodded.
"Well, keeping me safe meant leaving France where most of father's relatives live, but my parents couldn't do that until I was stable enough to be moved, and honestly, for a while it looked like I wouldn't survive at all. My father hasn't told me all the details, but apparently one night while he was watching over me, a woman appeared in the room. He won't tell me who she is or where she came from, but he told me that she healed me, completely, to the point where the only issue I had was that I was small and needed to grow. She then told my father to come to England and gave him the location where we are now. When my parents arrived here they met Draca and she built this manor for us out of the stone from the mountain surrounding the property," Draco explained with a smile.
"So this manor wasn't originally in your father's family?" Harry asked.
Draco shook his head. "This manor was built especially for us by the dragon queen herself. It's as big as it is because apparently we won't be the only ones living in it forever. The rest of the Queen's chosen will be living here eventually, not forever but for a while, and she needed to make sure we'd have enough space when the time came. You'll also find that no one knows where the manor is, they have some idea but don't know exactly and that's because Draca has placed an illusion around the property so no one can find it unless she wants them to. To anyone else walking around outside of the grounds it looks like this area is full of mountains."
"Wow," Harry stated impressed.
"The last thing I really need to tell you is about these," Draco said and suddenly a ring appeared on Draco's right pointer and a necklace appeared around his neck. They both held a green jewel which was sparkling and shining with power and Harry was mesmerized by the beauty of them. "These are the jewels I was talking about," Draco explained. "Because our kind hasn't used them for a long time my family and I haven't been given one jewel for a birthright and one for an offering. We all started at a low colour and have been given a darker one as we become stronger and more adept at using jewelled magic. I'm at green at the moment, but I started off with a white when I was 8 and at the end of the holidays I'll hopefully be a sapphire. When we go to see Draca later she'll probably give you your first jewel. You're a bit older and will have the rest of the summer to learn the basics of jewelled magic with me so I don't know what jewel you'll start at. My parents started at the opal level."
"So what are your parents at now?" Harry asked.
"Father's a black, mother's an ebon grey…" he trailed off and Harry studied him concerned.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Harry, there's something else I have to tell you," Draco said looking hesitant and nervous.
"Okay, what is it?" Harry asked, concerned about the look on Draco's face.
"My parents…they're not…um…" Draco trailed off and sighed. "My father and mother were an arranged marriage. They grew up as the best of friends and always knew they were betrothed but…they didn't actually start to love each other until about 6 months before they got married."
"Okay," Harry replied still not understanding where this was going.
"They got married when they were 20 but before that they both…well…fell in love with other people and…those people weren't the kind that either of their families approved of," Draco continued looking uncomfortable and worried although Harry still couldn't understand why. "My parents didn't know what to do; they were only young and knew that if they didn't marry their families would make life difficult for them as well as their lovers, but they didn't want to lose the people they loved so they came up with a plan. Rather than just marrying each other and losing their lovers they looked through as many old books as they could find until they came across an ancient marriage spell created for situations where there were more than two people wishing to marry.
The original plan was for the four of them to marry in secret and then use that marriage as a leverage point to make their families leave their lovers alone. They told both the families that if they ever attacked their lovers they would tell the world about the union which would ultimately spoil the Malfoy and Black names. They made a deal that my mother and father would keep their lovers a secret in exchange for their safety to which all four of them agreed. According to wizarding records my mother and father are married and my mum and dad are married when in actual fact the four of them are all married to each other. My mum you've never met, my dad you have but no one knows he's married at all. They all usually live here, but three of them are with my father's relatives and the other is away, on a mission of sorts, and won't be back until the end of the summer. Okay, so I've told you…are you freaking out?" Draco asked looking quite worried about the answer.
Harry took a moment to absorb what Draco had said before shaking his head. "No, honestly I'm not," he replied and he wasn't. It was definitely a different way to live, but it wasn't his place to judge. Obviously they were happy and that was all that really mattered. There were a couple of things he was curious about though and as Draco relaxed from hearing his words he asked. "There are a few things I'm wondering about though, do you mind if I ask you about them?"
Draco shook his head, "No, go right ahead," he replied amicably.
"You said your parents started to love each other just before they got married?" Harry asked.
Draco smiled. "Yeah, they did. The four of them were friends for quite a while before they had to start thinking about the wedding and dealing with it. By the time they figured out the spell so they could all marry, they realized that they were all actually in love with each other and, not just my mother and father but mum and dad too. So, in the end it all worked out for them," he replied.
"And your mum and dad don't mind that their lovers aren't officially married to them?" Harry asked.
Draco shook his head. "It was hard for them, but they knew it had to be that way. The wizarding world would have been a bit weird about their union if the whole truth was known, plus it kept them all out of danger from the Malfoys and the Blacks," he replied. "In the end it didn't really matter because they love each other anyway."
"Okay," Harry replied with a nod before going on to his last question. "And I have to ask, who was in love with whom initially?"
Draco looked slightly uncomfortable as he went to answer. "Well, my mother was in love with a woman who has fae blood in her. Her name's Arianna Le'Stat and I'll show you a photo of her later. My father…well…okay, you know I'm really good at potions right?" Draco asked and Harry knew straight away where the young Malfoy was going with this line of enquiry.
"So Snape right?" he asked and Draco just nodded not looking at all surprised that Harry had guessed. Harry nodded back; he'd thought he could hear Snape talking to Draco through the floo that day. "And he's with your mother and father right now isn't he?" Harry asked.
"Yeah he is," Draco replied with a nod.
"So where's your mum?" Harry asked.
"She's looking for some friends of ours," Draco replied. "A few weeks ago a family that we're particularly close too disappeared and no one's heard from them since. Have you heard of the Greengrass family?" he asked and Harry nodded. "They're good friends of ours, Astoria, their daughter, has been my best friend since I was really young. They live overseas and we always catch up during the summer holidays, but this year no one can find them. Mum went to find out why, but I haven't heard from her since she left," Draco finished looking worried. "Anyway," he continued brushing his concern aside with obvious effort. "You know the basics about the blood so I think it's time for you to meet Draca, are you ready?"
Harry nodded. He wanted to make sure Draco was all right with his friend missing and his mum being out of touch, but he didn't want to push the boy when it was obviously very difficult for him to think about.
"All right, let's go," Draco said, helping Harry to his feet and taking his hand leading him down the stairs and into the hallway where his work room was. After a few minutes they reached the end of the walkway (Draco was right it was a long way to the end) and Draco opened the door to reveal the biggest library Harry had ever seen outside of Hogwarts. If they weren't on their way to meet Draca he would have made Draco stop so he could properly take in the vast room, but instead he followed the other boy making a note to come back later and have a proper look around.
They walked through the library and through a door at the back of the room. It led to a staircase that descended into a black stone hallway. Torches lit up in front of them as they descended the stairs and made their way through the corridor. It went on for a few minutes before ending with another staircase leading upward. Draco led Harry up the stairs and through the door at the top. The room they entered was an exact replica of the room from Harry's dream and Harry heard himself gasp.
"I saw this room, last night in my dreams," he told Draco who smiled at him.
"Of coursse you did."
They both turned to see Draca approaching them from the staircase at the back of the room.
"Welcome, Harry Potter," she greeted him with a smile before turning her attention to Draco. "Welcome back, young one, it'ss lovely ass alwayss to ssee you."
"It's lovely to see you too, Lady," Draco returned her greeting with a warm smile.
Draca turned back to Harry then. "Draco hass explained a little of our hisstory to you; now you are ready begin your journey ass one of the blood." She held out her hands and in them was a ring and a necklace, both simple designs that wouldn't draw too much attention but still looked lovely. "Thesse will be yours until you have learnt ssome of our craft and are ready for a sstronger jewell. They are Ssummer ssky and will sserve you well until the time comess for you to descend."
Harry hesitantly took the jewels from her, feeling the power emanating from them wrap around and through him, filling him with its essence. It felt amazing and he did not hesitate to put them on. "Thank you, Lady, for the trust you have shown in me. I swear by all that I am that I will use these with honour and courage."
Harry had no idea where those words had come from but they felt right.
Draca smiled once more. "I have no doubt you will young prince," she replied, pride shining in her eyes. She turned back to Draco then and said, "I will entrusst his insstruction to you, young prince, I have no doubt you will excel in thiss tassk."
"I will strive to do so, Lady," Draco replied humbly, but obviously pleased with the trust she was showing in him.
"I will leave you to enjoy the resst of your day. Farewell for now, feel free to come and vissit uss any time," Draca bid them goodbye and they both bowed slightly before turning and heading back to the stairs.
The trip back to the house was taken in silence, as soon as they were back inside the Malfoy library Draco pulled Harry into his arms and held him tightly. "She gifted you with Summer Sky, already, Harry this is amazing!" He gushed.
Harry hugged the other boy back, smiling along with him. A happy Draco was such a beautiful site.
"So we've got the rest of today to relax and tomorrow we start your training. Oh, I should warn you, you might start to notice little changes in yourself over the next few months," Draco told him.
"Changes?" Harry asked.
Draco nodded. "They won't come on too suddenly, but your caste is going to start shining through in your personality and the blood code of honour will start coming out in how you think and feel. Don't panic, it's not going to just be there one day it'll come on gradually, but it might be a bit weird until you get used to it." Draco pulled back just enough so he could look into Harry's eyes adoringly. "And remember, I will be here with you every minute, okay, any weird thoughts, feelings, anything at all, don't be afraid to ask me. Believe me, chances are I've experienced the same thing myself on several occasions." He gazed down at Harry for another few moments, his lovely, gunmetal eyes filled with caring, adoration and another emotion Harry wasn't sure he was ready to name just yet. "You have no idea how happy I am," Draco said softly before leaning forward to kiss him.
XX
They spent the afternoon relaxing knowing they were going to be busy for the rest of the holidays. Surprisingly, Harry found he was not at all bothered by the idea that his holidays weren't going to involve just lazing around like most people's did. He'd spent every year previously at the Dursley's bored out of his mind, counting down the days until he could return to Hogwarts and practicing magic he'd either already learnt, or was going to learn the following year, to pass the time and keep him sane.
This year however, not only had he escaped the Dursleys, he'd found something amazing in his new relationship with Draco and every day had been, and would continue to be, a learning experience for him. He knew the rest of the summer was going to be amazing and he couldn't wait for Draco to start teaching him everything the young Malfoy could.
Draco showed Harry around the library, giving him all the time he wanted to read about his family history. Then he'd taken Harry to the area where the family kept all their photo albums so he could show Harry what his mum looked like. To say she was beautiful would have been the understatement of the century. She had long, flowing, brown hair and lavender eyes that sparkled with warmth. In the picture Draco showed him first she was quite young and cuddled up with Narcissa on a lounge while the pair giggled at something they were reading in Witch's Weekly.
He felt himself smile as Narcissa turned Arianna's face toward her and tenderly brushed the brunette's hair back from her face, revealing a delicately pointed ear, before kissing her softly. Harry couldn't get over how sweet it was, however that thought was overtaken when he saw the photo on the next page.
He looked on in shock as Severus, looking about the same age as Harry was now, sat at a desk brewing what appeared to be a very difficult and detailed potion. His long, black hair had fallen forward and even though Harry knew it was only a photo, he nearly called out to the boy when the black strands almost touched the flame burning beneath the cauldron. Before he could singe the edges however, two hands appeared from behind the boy and gently pulled the black locks back behind his neck. Harry watched as a young Lucius came into view bending down to whisper in Severus' ear.
Harry almost fell over when he saw Severus smile and lean back from the potion slightly before turning his face to look up adoringly at Lucius. Lucius smiled loving back at him and leant forward to kiss the other boy softly.
They were both such simple moments of affection, but they felt so intimate that Harry almost felt like he was intruding on their privacy just watching them. He turned the page and the next photo was a group shot of all four of them together. They seemed to be playing around and having a good time which made Harry chuckle. The next one was another group photo showing the four of them lying out on a blanket under the sun. Lucius was lying on his school bag with his eyes closed, Severus was lying on his back with his head on Lucius stomach reading what appeared to be a potions text. Narcissa was lying on her side, with her head on Severus' stomach and her eyes also closed while Arianna lay on her back with her head on Narcissa's side reading what appeared to a herbology text.
It was cute; they all looked so comfortable together.
As he was about to turn the page again Draco came to his side with a different album and handed it to Harry, already open to a page he wanted Harry to see. Harry took the album and the photo Draco had opened it to made him smile. It was a family portrait of the four parents with Draco when he was about five. They smiled and posed beautifully as the flash went off but as soon as it was done he saw Lucius lift Draco into his arms with a brilliant smile and kiss him on the forehead before cuddling him close. He could see Lucius mouth moving and while he couldn't hear what the man was saying he was pretty sure it was words of praise for the young boy, most likely for posing so well for the photo. Harry saw little Draco smile brightly before cuddling into his father's robes.
The next page had a photo of Lucius and Narcissa dancing around a ball room, all dressed up and clearly having a marvellous time. The following page had a photo of Draco, snuggled up between Arianna and Severus, on a bed even larger than Draco's current continent sized marvel. The pair were reading the young Malfoy a story while he watched them with a content, sleepy expression.
It was then that Harry realized what those two pictures were really meant to show. Lucius and Narcissa may have been Draco's recognized parents and the couple that attended all the parties in the Malfoy name, but Arianna and Severus, while having to stay in the shadows, got to spend a lot more time with their son.
When Harry turned the page it was to see Narcissa and Lucius, seemingly arriving home after the party, climbing onto the bed beside their lovers. Severus and Arianna were still snuggled up on either side of Draco, the three of them appearing to be sleeping soundly. Lucius and Narcissa kissed Draco before lying down beside their lovers, a hand each resting on their son to keep contact with him. It was then that Harry really understood that it wasn't just Arianna and Severus who had had to make sacrifices for their marriage. How much time had Lucius and Narcissa missed with Draco because they were out playing the part that society expected of them?
Given the choice himself Harry would have chosen the role Severus had taken over that of Lucius'. Considering how much Draco said the older Malfoy loved his son it must have hurt to spend so much time away from him; Merlin only knew how much it had pained Narcissa.
A few pages on he came across what appeared to be a more recent photo of Draco with all four of his parents out in their garden. If he had to guess he would have said Draco was maybe a year younger than he was now and…hang on a minute.
"Um, Draco," he called to the other boy who was back at the book case putting the other photo album away.
"Yeah," the blonde replied turning back to face him.
"This photo is just a recent one right?" he asked.
Draco walked over and looked down at the photo Harry was currently studying. "Um yeah, last year, why?" he asked sounding confused by Harry's question.
"How come your parents barely look any older than they do in those earlier photos then?" Harry asked feeling insanely confused. His confusion grew when Draco started laughing.
"Oh, that's right, I had almost forgotten," the blonde began as soon as he'd managed to stop laughing. "At the end of my third year I was in my work room working on a potion I'd found in one of the Hogwarts tomes and had been dying to try. It was supposed to be able to temporarily reverse your age and I thought it'd be a giggle to see my parents as they looked when they were teenagers, in person rather than just in photos.
I hadn't told my parents what I was working on, wanting it to be a surprise. Unfortunately, my parents are insanely curious people and couldn't wait until I was done to find out what I was doing. Instead they sneaked into the room, sight shielded, which I'll explain later, and crowded around my cauldron to see what I was making. My mother got a little too close as I was adding the last ingredient and knocked my hand, forcing me to add a lot more than I was supposed to, much like the other night when you came in, and just like that that night the potion exploded only there was no warning with this one. I, being the cautious person I am, had already shielded myself in case the potion accidentally spilled on me while I was making it, I didn't fancy spending the several days after as an infant. My parents on the other hand hadn't, and the potion didn't give them time to correct that oversight before it covered the room, and them, in bright pink goo.
Sufficed to say the potion worked, thanks to the overabundance of the potions last ingredient however, the effects weren't temporary. Physically my parents are now only about ten years older than I am," Draco finished with an amused expression.
Harry stared at the other boy for a moment taking in everything he'd just said and computing it. When at last he'd visualised the entire thing he did the only thing he could think of. He laughed…a lot.
Draco joined him and when at last the pair had gotten themselves under control Harry asked. "So are they going to be that age forever?"
Draco shook his head still grinning. "No, they still age like they're supposed to, it's just like their clock was turned back a little and they've started off at an earlier point. They didn't lose any memories or anything, they didn't get any less mature, they're just physically younger," Draco explained.
"And how did they handle that?" Harry asked curiously.
"They banned me from making any potions unsupervised for the rest of the holidays and my father had the Tome I found it in removed from Hogwarts so nobody else could stumble across it. In the end though they really couldn't be too mad at me, I mean, them being younger just means living longer and having more time together and with me. My father thought about making me spend the entire summer at the manor and not letting me go out, but then he remembered that I'd rather spend my holidays at home with him and my other parents than go out anyway so that would have been a waste of time," Draco finished with a small smirk.
"They all look so different," Harry commented studying the photo once more. "I mean, Snape, in particular looks a lot less…um…scary," he finished not wanting to insult the boy by saying his dad looked a lot more attractive now.
The look in Draco's eyes told Harry the ice prince knew what he really meant but he wasn't offended at all. "I know, he looks a lot better doesn't he, they all do. The last wizarding war really took a toll on my parents, Harry, all the fighting, the stress and the insanely large amount of energy they expended trying to keep themselves and each other safe from Voldamort and the rest of the Malfoy and Black families…it really aged them, badly. Before all of that happened my dad was…he was a very different person, and not just in appearance," the blonde explained looking slightly sad.
"Your mother was his closest friend outside of my other parents, did you know that?" Draco asked and Harry shook his head, he'd never known that. Draco nodded gravely. "Your father and the rest of his friends hated my dad; they used to spend all their time teasing and tormenting him until he met my father. His home life wasn't very nice either, his father was abusive and his mother wasn't much better. He met your mother one day after his father had beaten him and thrown him out of the house for breaking a dish. He found her out in a park with your Aunt who was teasing her about being a freak," Draco explained, the last word dripping with venom.
He sighed and seemed to reign in his temper before he continued. "They became friends after that and they continued to be friends until their teenage years when they had a big fight one day and dad said something he didn't mean. After that Lilly refused to speak to him, no matter how many times he apologised. It hurt him a great deal and I think it still does sometimes if he thinks about it. When your mother died…" Draco trailed off shaking his head. "I'm sorry you probably don't want to hear about this," he said looking up at Harry apologetically.
Harry shook his head, "No, it's okay," he reassured the other boy. "In a lot of ways it explains why Snape hates me so much and…well… I might sound pathetic saying so, but, it's nice to know he doesn't just hate me, you know, it's always bothered me and I've always wondered why. This explains it," he finished looking down at his hands.
Draco nodded. "He hated your father and he cared so much about your mother, her death nearly destroyed him and I think it would have if he hadn't had us," he said with a sad smile.
The mood was getting far too depressing and Harry decided to change the subject. "So, if your parents were hit with that potion why does Snape still look the same as he used to?" he asked.
"They all wear glamours when they're out in public," Draco explained. "That's something I'll explain to you a bit more later. I can see through the glamours and so can they, but the rest of the world can't. My parents didn't want to have to explain what happened to the ministry in case I got into trouble for the potion. When they're at home though, they walk around without the glamours and put them back if anyone comes to visit. It took me a bit of getting used to but eventually I did," Draco finished with a smile.
Harry smiled back, glad the other boy didn't look so sad anymore. "So, how do you want to spend our last day of freedom?" he asked the blonde.
Draco looked deep in thought for a moment before grinning evilly. 'Well, there was this potion I wanted to try," he suggested slyly causing Harry to laugh.
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That afternoon, as they sat out in the garden watching the sunse,t Harry looked down at his now waist length hair and grinned. Well, it could have been worse; Draco's was just as long and looked damn hot!
"Hey, Draco," he called to the other boy softly.
"Hmm," Draco replied, still watching the sunset.
"Don't cut your hair okay."
Draco was quiet for a moment before replying, "Okay," in an amused voice.
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