Alright, so this story will have a lot of lines from the movie, but all from The Prince of Egypt belong to them and all from Harry Potter belong to them. Please tell me what you think :D

Nineteen Years Later

The sound of rushing air echoed through the streets of the grad Hogsmede. Suddenly a broom that held a handsome blond twenty one year old went ahead of a handsome nineteen year old wearing a blond wig. These two racing on brooms were the proud princes of the wizarding world. Draco Malfoy was the eldest followed by his brother Harry Malfoy who soon pulled up alongside him. Draco was looking at the wall paintings and Harry smirked.

"Draco, how would you like your face carved on a wall?"

"Someday,"

"How 'bout now?!"

And with that, Harry pushed his broom up against Draco and the end of his broom roughly brushed the wall. Draco quickly pushed away from the wall in a panic.

"You almost killed me!"

"Ah! Where's your sense of fun?" asked Harry with a wink.

"So, it's fun you want?"

Draco round on Harry, but the boy quickly pulled back. Draco ended up flying down a hill and hastily stopping at the bottom. He looked around in slight worry.

"Harry?"

Harry surprised him by flying over him quickly, indicating that the race was still on. Draco speeds up to catch up with his brother. They flew into the elite streets of Hogsmede almost hitting some people. Draco was on higher ground and continued to converse with his brother who was below him.

"Come on Harry! Admit it, you've always looked up to me!" said Draco with a cocky smirk.

"Yes but it's not much of a few," said Harry with a laugh as he caught a glimpse of the older boy's underpants.

Draco surprised Harry by coming down and flying in front of him. He flew rough and wildly almost falling off his broom at times.

"Second born, second place!" Draco called back.

"Not for long," said Harry as the two boys approached the building of a giant statue of Lucius's head.

They flew up the ramps, crashing into people and breaking off Lucius's nose. The whole thing soon became a disaster. Soon they broke the wall that kept the sand away from the road to the palace. On this road walked the high priests, Severus Snape and Peter Pettigrew. Snape turned around to see a mountain of sand rushing towards them. He and Pettigrew ran for their lives while Draco and Harry laughed as they slid down the hill.

The brothers flew towards the palace with glee.

"You don't think we'll get in trouble for this do you?" asked Draco.

"Nah! Not a chance," said Harry.

"Why do the gods torment me with such reckless destructive blasphemes sons?" asked Lucius in a stern voice.

Harry and Draco stood before their parents with looks of shame on their faces. They were used to this, but it hurt every time.

"Father…" began Draco.

"Be still! I am speaking! Voldermort trusted me to build an empire. You're only care is to amuse yourselves by tearing it down! Have I taught you nothing?"

"You mustn't be so hard on yourself your majesty, you're an excellent teacher," said Pettigrew.

"Yes, it's not your fault your sons learned nothing," said Snape looking at Harry when he said the last word.

"Well they learned blaspheme," said Pettigrew.

"True," said Snape as the two left the room.

"Father, it is my fault, goateed Draco on, so I'm responsible," said Harry, looking at his father with as much bravery as he could muster.

"Hm, responsible, and do you know the meaning of that word Draco?" Lucius's hard gaze turned to his eldest.

"I understand,"

"And do you understand the task for which your birth has destined you?"

Draco was about to say something but was stopped with a look from Lucius's cold eyes.

"When I stood at Voldermort's death bed he told me what to do, when I pass into the next world you shall be the morning and evening star," said Lucius.

"One damaged statue did not destroy Voldermort's will," said Draco.

"But one weak link can break our mighty empire!" exclaimed Lucius.

The words stung Draco and mad his shoulders slum. Narcissa came over to her husband and nodded towards Draco, softening Lucius. Lucius sighed.

"You have my leave to go,"

"Father…" Draco was stopped this time by his mother's soft yet stern look.

Draco stormed away out of frustration and Harry watched him go with pity.

"Father, you know it was really my fault. Do you have to be so hard on him?" Harry asked.

"Harry, you will have to never carry a burden like the crown I will pass to Draco, he cannot allow himself to be led astray,"

"All he cares about is your approval. He will live up to your expectations , he just needs an opportunity,"

"Maybe, maybe, go now, I'll see you both tonight,"

Harry left to go find his brother.

Harry whistled a song from a dream (hint hint) as he played with a snitch. He leaned up against a column on the balcony.

"Well, that went well," he said out loud.

"Just go away," said Draco, who was sitting in the dark where he always went when he was upset.

"Could have been worse,"

"The weak link! That's what he called me," said Draco bitterly.

Harry sighed and put the snitch in his pocket.

"Well, you are rather pathetic,"

"Irresponsible, ignorant of the will, he practically accused me of bringing down the empire!" exclaimed Draco looking at Harry with burning eyes.

"Yeah I can it now! Voldermort is just shaking in his grave!" said Harry with a laugh.

Draco came over to Harry who was approaching a little refreshment table.

"You can talk about it!"

"Statue crackling and toppling over, all rivers drying up, somehow you will single handedly bring the greatest kingdom on earth to ruin," joked Harry as he filled up a bag with punch.

"Tell me this Harry, tell me why it is that every time you start something," Harry made his way to the edge of the balcony with the bag of punch. "I'm the one who ends up in trouble?"

With that Harry dropped the bag and watched it hit the two high priests before quickly ducked. Draco looked down to see Snape and Pettigrew covered in punch.

"Draco! You're in trouble young man!" said Pettigrew.

"Get down here! I think you owe us an apology!" exclaimed Snape.

"Oh my new thing!"

"I am so upset!"

Draco looked around and there was Harry holding the punch bowl out to him.

"You might as well," said Harry with a smirk.

Draco sighed took the bunch bowl and dumped it on the two priests.

"Hey I figured it out! You know what your problem is Draco?" asked Harry his arm around his big brother.

"What?"

"You care too much,"

"And your problem is you don't car at all," said Draco messing up Harry's wig, annoying the boy.

"Oh, in that case I suppose that you care more than I do? That we're late for the banquet for example?" asked Harry as he fixed his wig.

Draco's eyes widened and his smirk became a frown as the news sank in.

The two boys rushed down the stairs getting fancied up as they went.

"I'm done for, father will kill me!" said Draco.

"Don't worry, no one will even notice us coming in," and with that he pushed Draco into the banquet all and swiftly followed. A whole crowd cheered for them and their parents waited for them in front of everyone.

"Nobody will even notice," grumbled Draco.

Narcissa approached them and hugged them.

"Ah, the young princes," she then whispered. "Draco, you were just named prince regent, you are now responsible for overseeing all the temples,"

Draco's eyes widened with glee at the astounding news.

"I suggest you get over there and thank your father," Narcissa pushed her eldest away and clapped along with the others.

"Apparently Harry, someone thought he, just needed the opportunity," said Narcissa so only Harry could hear.

Harry approached his father and brother.

"Your majesty, I suggest that the high priests offer tribute to their new regent,"

"Excellent idea, Snape, Pettigrew!"

The two jumped at the sound of their names.

"Snape, the Scottish girl," said Pettigrew with a smirk.

"Excellent idea,"

"Go get her,"

Snape ran off and Pettigrew approached the royal family.

"By the power of Raa, we present for you delectation and delight," Pettigrew swirled around a light. "An exotic aspiration stolen from faraway land,"

Smoke soon surrounded the stout man. Curtains went up to everyone's amazement, for it appeared that Pettigrew wasn't doing magic, but their god Raa. The curtains fell, and there on a pedestal was a horse. On the horse was a very attractive girl with 'exotic' red hair and freckles. Her arms were bound by a rope that Snape held. The crowd cheered and the princes checked the girl out. She was well built and appeared to be roughly around Harry's age.

"We offer you this delicate northern flower," said Pettigrew as he took the rope from Snape.

He pulled and the let out a yell as she was pulled to the ground. She was brought in front of the boys and she gave them hard glares. Draco stood up with a smirk on his face.

"Let's inspect this, northern flower," he grabbed her face.

With that she bit at him and he pulled his hand back.

"More like a northern lioness,"

Harry laughed at that. "Not much of a lion tamer are you?"

Draco smirked. "That's why I give her to you," he said pushing Harry forward.

"No, no, that's generous but," Harry had real fear in his eyes.

"I won't be given to anyone, especially an arrogant pampered palace brat!" she spat at them.

Draco laughed. "Are you going to let her talk to you like that?"

Harry brushed his brother away and approached the girl.

"You will show the show the proper respect for a prince of Wizardry," said Harry sternly.

"But I am showing you all the respect you deserve, none!" she pulled the rope away from Pettigrew's grasp.

She swung it around and some guards approached. Harry stopped them and grabbed onto the rope.

"Be still!"

"Untie this rope! I command you to let me free!"

"Be still!"

"Let go!"

Harry looked behind her and smirked.

"Ok,"

He let go and she fell back into a small pool that was behind her. The crowd roared with laughter as she fumbled around in the water.

Harry stood laughing and turned his head. Narcissa looked at him, and then turned her head in shame. His laughter stopped. Disappointing his mother hurt much more than disappointing his father. Draco came over laughing and patter Harry on the back.

"Have her dried up and sent to Prince Harry's chambers," Draco ordered a servant.

The two princes approached the king.

"If it pleases you father, my first act as regent is to appoint Harry," Draco took off his sapphire ring and put it on Harry's finger. "As royal chief architect,"

Draco raised his brother's arm in the air and the crowd went wild. Harry admired the ring, but his expression changed as he saw the Scottish girl being led off.