Thaleon watched the old man before him rambling on and on about the young man he was seeking a marriage contract with, while he himself had no problems with a male lover, in fact had planned on taking one, to him it appeared as if the young man didn't want him. Harry Potter had come with Headmaster Dumbledore to meet him but hadn't looked up from his lap. Wild black hair fell in vivid green eyes, and a pale lithe body was swamped in clothing far to big for him."Mr. Potter, what do you think of this idea of the Headmaster's? I would like the truth of it as well, if you don't mind," asked Thaleon, as he blatantly looked the younger one up and down.
"It doesn't matter," came a barely above whisper from him.
"Then perhaps it's best you remain with me till the day before school starts to decide then? This will allow you time to get to know me," asked Thaleon.
"I really do not think that is best, he should return to his relatives for the summer," stated Headmaster Dumbledore.
"It is not really any of your business, Headmaster, where he goes for the summer. That is truly up to his relatives and himself, not you," snapped Thaleon. "So before you keep swallowing your foot, please silence yourself,"
Dumbledore promptly started pouting as amusement filtered into Harry slightly. Thaleon was a High Elf, it should have been him to approach the young wizard over a marriage contract, or his relatives at least, instead it was the Headmaster. It nearly made him reach for the blade across the desk between them, the old goat was up to something if he thought a High Elf such as himself wouldn't be able to protect the boy from the likes of the Death Eaters. Perhaps he could catch a member of both sides and get information out of them, one way or another.