The Missing Prince

Rated T*for now*

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or anything like that.

Warnings: contains slash pairings meaning boyXboy and what not. If you don't like it leave. Dumbledore Bashing

Authors Note: Welcome to Chapter two. Special thanks to those are going to stick with it and those who are just browsing around. Thanks for giving me a chance. Enjoi. (P.S. many people will ask if this is going to finish and I know how you feel. I get pissed when I'm reading an amazing story and I see it hasn't been updated in three years and I just want to keep reading. But I can understand this is an ever changing world and there are a lot of things that happen that we have no control over. So I can't tell what's going to happen in the future but I want to finish this. That is too say I will be joining the Air Force so I won't be able to update as much once that is settled in and I might just abandoned it….but that is a long way from now. For now, let's just enjoy the time we have.) btw I'm trying to get all the chapters out while I have the time…maybe there will be a regular release date but right now it's just going to be when it's done it gets posted…no point in making you wait.


Chapter Two: The Boy Who Lived…in Malfoy Manor?

Harry followed Draco around as he gave him a grand tour of Malfoy Manor. It was more like a castle in Harry's mind but Draco told him that his house was much smaller than a castle. When Harry asked if Draco had ever been to a castle the boy shook his head but said that when he began to attend school he would get to go to a school that was a castle. Before Harry could ask more questions about this school Draco stopped in front of another door.

"This is my room." He smiled at Harry before grabbing his hand and opening the door. He pulled Harry inside and waited for his judgment.

Harry's eyes widened at the sheer size of Draco's room. It was extremely large and full of toys that were moving on their own? There was a large bed that sat against the far side of the room and Harry knew that even if he were bigger the bed would still be large. It had dark blue sheets with dark blue curtains surrounding it though they were pulled back. On the left side of the room sat a sitting area complete with a dark blue couch, a dark blue chair, and a fire place. On the right side of the room was a large wardrobe and a large vanity along with a large mirror. There were toys scatter everywhere and some seemed to be walking around themselves. There was a door on the right wall that led to a bathroom but Harry figured he would have to explore that later. As well as a door on the back wall that led to what looked like a balcony though harry couldn't be sure because it seemed like there was no back wall at all, just a lot of windows that were draped in the same dark blue curtains as the bed.

"It's amazing." Harry turned to look at Draco, "This is your room?" he asked in disbelief.

"Well, now it's our room. Unless you want your own room?" Draco honestly didn't want his boy sleeping anywhere else than at his side.

"I get to sleep in this room?" Harry's eyes widened. When he was with his parents he slept in the closet and then when they died he did get a bigger room but it wasn't bigger by much.

"Yes." Draco grinned, grabbing Harry's hand and leading him to the bed. He saw that with Harry's height he wouldn't be able to get on the bed by himself and bent down to pick up and put him on the bed before hoping up after him. He would have to see that his parents got him some steps or he was going to sleep on the couch. "What's mine is yours." Draco paused, "Except you. You are mine and I share with no one...except you now I guess"

"Ok." Harry blushed running his hands around the bed swearing he had never felt anything so soft. He felt himself yawning and blushed again when he heard Draco laughing.

"Would you like to take a nap? I'm sure that today was very exciting for you." Draco leaned over to take off Harry's shoes not waiting for an answer. "Come on Harry raise your arms so I can take off your sweater."

Harry was about to feeling very relaxed before he remembered the markings on his arms and chest. He couldn't have Draco see him. He couldn't show Draco just how marred and imperfect he was. Draco wouldn't want him once he saw how ugly he was. He could see Draco sneer in disgust before pushing him off his nice bed and telling him that he didn't worry dirty ugly children on his bed. He could see Draco calling his parents telling them he no longer wanted the orphan that was Harry James Potter.

"Harry? Is something wrong?" Draco reached out and touched his shoulder worried when the boy started hugging himself.

"You won't want me?" Draco raised his eye brows at Harry's words.

"Why wouldn't I want you?"

"Because I'm ugly."

"What are you talking about Harry? I don't think you're ugly." Draco scoffed.

"You haven't seen all of me. Once you see me you'll see how ugly I am and you won't want me. You'll send me back." Harry whimpered holding himself tighter than before.

Draco suddenly felt the urge to hug Harry and he did. He reached out and pulled the small boy to his chest. "Harry, nothing could make me not want you. No one can take you away from me. You belong to me and I've accepted responsibility of you. You are mine harry no matter what you look like I will always want you. Nothing will change that." Draco vowed.

Harry froze when he felt arms wrap around him before melting into the first hug of his life. It felt so warm and full of feelings. It felt so…right. "Promise."

"I promise, now off with the shirt and the pants." Draco prompted moving back so Harry would have room to get out of his clothing. The clothing was too big for Harry anyways though Draco was positive that nothing would fit Harry, they would have to get him some custom clothing as soon as possible. But despite it all once the clothing was off Draco couldn't stop the gasp that escaped from him. Immediately Harry cringed back trying to cover himself with his arms. Draco reached out and grabbed the boy's arms pulling them back so he could fully see the extent of the damage. Across the boy's body were scars, lots of them. Some were small, and some were downright gruesome. Going down both his wrist were many horizontal lines all deep and painful looking. On his chest there was a particularly large slash that looked deep but it didn't take away from all the other scars on the boy's chest and legs. "Harry, who did this to you?"

"My parents." Harry whispered, "I'm sorry I'm so ugly. I'm sorry I'm a freak." He knew Draco was going to hate him. He knew Draco would thing he was ugly, with scars like these he could never be as pretty as Draco was. He tried to pull his arms away only to have Draco envelop him in a hug again.

"You are not a freak Harry." Draco ran his hands down Harry's back feeling more scars. "Come on. Let's get you to bed." He pulled Harry along tucking him in his bed.

"Are you going to sleep Draco?" Harry asked already feeling himself falling asleep. He was so relieved Draco wasn't going to leave him.

"Yeah, but I've got to see my parents first." Draco ran his hands through Harry's hair waiting until he was sure the boy was asleep before climbing out of the bed and going in search of his parents. He had to inform them of what he just found out.

"How could you not know you were adopting Harry Blood Potter?!" Lucius growled at his wife once she shooed the boys out the door.

"I didn't read the paperwork. I just wanted Draco to be happy." Narcissa glared at her husband. "What does it matter anyways? He's just Harry Potter."

"What does it matter?" Lucius asked wondering if his wife was serious. "He's been missing for six years. The wizarding world has been looking for him for six years after his parents were murdered! Or does that not ring a bell?"

"Of course I know that! I'm not that daft! I just don't see why you're freaking out." Narcissa snapped.

"Because we have him under our roof. Do you have any idea how many people are looking for him? Do you have any idea of the consequences of your actions? The light side will be all over us in seconds. We're going to have to find some way to keep this out of the press." Lucius murmured to himself before walking to his desk and sitting down to right a letter.

"I still don't see the problems. Isn't it a good thing we have him? We can raise him so he sees the truth in the world. So he see's people for who they truly are?" Narcissa said more to herself than anyone else. Though she did wonder how that rumor about the Potter's being murders spread around in the muggle world. They were literal nobodies in this world only having credit to their names because the Potters were a very old and wealthy pureblood family. The only reason they became famous was because he who must not be name killed them.

"I'm going to write a letter to Severus and tell him to come here." Lucius said.

Both Malfoy's sat in silence thinking about their new found knowledge until Lucius looked up at a knock on his door. He felt the wards and realized it was just his son. "Enter."

Draco opened the door and walked in; he was clearly struggling to control his emotions. Narcissa noticed this and quickly stood up, "What is the matter my darling?"

"It's Harry," he began only to be interrupted by his godfather coming out of the floo network.

"Severus." His father greeted.

"Is it true? Is he here?" Severus was barely able to mask his disbelief at what the letter he had just received said.

"It is true." Lucius nodded towards Draco.

"Have you come to meet my boy Uncle Sev?" he asked. When Severus nodded he decided it would be ok. "Fine, I've got to show you something anyways, but you'll have to be quiet, he's sleeping." And with that Draco walked out of the room followed by the three adults.

Narcissa bit back a gasp as she looked down at the still sleeping form of Harry Potter. From the stiffening of the adults around her she knew she was not the only one in shock. She felt tears prickling at her eyes as she took in all the scars that covered the sleeping child's body. He was so young and he already had all these markings. Some looked more painful than the others and some even looked like they weren't even two weeks old while others looked like there were years old.

She turned to find Severus moving closer to take a closer look and knew he was gaining information to store for later. No doubt he would go on a particular violent rant as soon as they were outside of these rooms. Despite what many though Severus was close to Lily Potter even after they had their falling out. He had even met the Harry Potter when he was a baby without James knowing of course. Narcissa remembered the day he came to visit and was gushing on and on about how little Harry Potter was so tiny and had the most beautiful green eyes he had ever seen. If Narcissa could remember correctly Severus had a picture that Lily had taken when he wasn't looking that was of him holding the little baby bundle that was Harry Potter. He was cooing at the baby who was giggling and holding out to Severus outstretched hands. She wondered what had happened to it.

"This is what I was talking about." Draco whispered pulling Narcissa's thoughts back to the present. "Look at all the scars." Draco reached out and patted Harry's hair looking nervous and scared, "What am I supposed to do?"

"For now Draco you will sit and remain by his side. It wouldn't do us any good if he woke up and didn't know where he was. I believe it's time for your nap right now anyways." Lucius noticed his son was about to protest before he simply took off his shirt and shorts and climbed into bed beside Potter. He noted how Draco automatically moved to hold the Potter boy who in turn snuggled closer to Draco's warmth.

Narcissa pulled a blanket up over them and kissed both boys on the forehead before herding everyone out of the room. She quickly made sure everyone was back in Lucius' study before all hell broke loose.

"God Damn that conniving old man!" Severus was the first to speak losing control of his magic for a second and causing a wave to pulse out almost knocking the fellow occupants over.

"Now now, Harry has been missing from the wizarding world for a long time. There is no way to tell if Albus knew where the boy was or not." Narcissa sitting down and pulling out her wand to cast a protection shield in case things got out of hand again.

"How could the man who defeated Grindwald himself not know how to keep track of a boy?" Severus said harshly trying to remind himself that it was not her fault. "He left him to be picked on and tortured by some damned muggles."

"Now now Severus we don't know that either. The day the Potters were killed," she noticed Severus flinch at that but kept on," and the day the dark lord was vanquished was also the same day Harry went missing. Many assumed he was dead."

"Yes my dear Narcissa but if you remember correctly Albus was the first person on the scene. We have no idea how long it was before anyone else arrived. We don't know what could have happened in that time. Who's to say he didn't whisk the boy away to the first place that came to mind?" Severus was cut off in his rant by Lucius interrupting.

"But you said Lily had a sister correct? Why didn't Albus leave the boy with her? Or just take Harry to Hogwarts with him? Or leave him in your care?" Lucius scratched his chin, "There was a variety of ways this situation could have been dealt with if Albus did find the boy and take him away. Why did he choose the muggle world to drop off what could possibly be one of the greatest wizards of all time?"

"Jealousy?" Narcissa spoke aloud.

"Excuse me? You think the great Albus Dumbledore was jealous of a baby?" Severus rolled his eyes but moved to take the empty seat next to Narcissa.

"Well come on, we all know that He-Who-Must-Not-"

"Oh for fucks sake woman just say his name no one gives a damn anymore." Severus growled.

Narcissa glared at him before continuing," Well Albus was fighting the Dark Lord for a long time and couldn't win. He had the weight of the wizarding world expecting him to quickly defeat this man like he defeated Grindwald but Albus was taking longer than expected. Suddenly a baby appears from nowhere only a few months old and kills him in less than thirty minutes. And the baby lived? That is the setting for jealousy is it not?" Narcissa snapped her fingers calling her elf to her. She ordered some tea for the three of them before leaning back in her chair and watching as it all sank in.

"So you're telling me that he was jealous of a baby?" Severus asked incredulously, "And that gives him reason to send this baby to a muggle orphanage where he gets treated like dirt?"

"No I'm not saying it justifies his actions. And we're not even sure if that's it. There is simply too much we don't know about this whole situation and about Harry." Narcissa thanked the elf when the tea arrived and told the elf to leave a plate of sweets and hot chocolate in Draco's room for when the boys woke up.

"Narcissa is correct; we don't know enough to draw conclusions yet. There is a lot of mystery surrounding the boy who lived." Lucius nodded accepting the offered tea.

"There is one more thing that puzzles me." Narcissa said drawing attention back to herself. "When we were walking up there Draco told me the oddest thing; as well as when we were at the orphanage."

"Out with it woman." Severus snapped tired of Narcissa's flair for the dramatics.

"Sev one more snap at me and I will wring your neck." She growled. Once she was sure he would be quiet she stood up and grabbed the folders containing Harry's paperwork before sitting back down. "As I was saying, when we were at the orphanage the woman there said that Harry's parents were convicted murders. She said that the boy witnessed his parents killing people." She began going through the file actually sitting down and reading what it said. Apparently Harry had been to several psychiatrists and therapist to see if he was able to go to a good home and they all said he was fine but they also said that there was something off about the boy. He was too quiet and not showing the signs of a necessary grieving or fear that was common with cases like these. They all feared that if he didn't release these emotions he would suffer from a detrimental mental breakdown that he might not be able to pull himself out of; and at such a young age.

"What do you mean his parents were killers? We all know what really happened to the Potters so what is the Muggle world saying?" Severus asked confused.

"Oh look, there's actually a newspaper article in here." Narcissa pulled in out.

SERIAL KILLERS FINALLY CAUGHT AND BROUGHT TO JUSTICE.

With the help of some unnamed resources infamous serial killers Lily Potter and James Potter or The Deadly Duo were apprehended late Saturday night. Apparently the Potters were committing another heinous crime when unexpectedly a bystander saw what was happening and attempted to stop them. He was almost overpowered when he saw a young child sitting behind the Potters covered in blood. Thinking the child needed help the savior found inner strength and overcame the Potters managing to disarm them and hold them until police was able to arrive. It was later discovered that the Potters had a young son who will remain unnamed who witnessed all the crimes. And though the boy is unable to be used as a witness due to his young age and the emotional toll this has taken on him he is safe…

Narcissa didn't bother reading the rest only handing it to Severus who after curling his lip in distaste handed it to Lucius. "Well, now we know what they think of the Potters."

"I wonder who gave them this story," Severus began.

"It isn't just a story, they have a picture of Lily and James," Narcissa pointed out.

"That could have easily been accomplished through a polyjuice potion or even a spell." Lucius quickly ruled out it being the real Potters. "I wonder who would want to set up the Potters."

"They weren't really setting up the Potters so much as they were setting up Harry." Narcissa pointed out.

"What do you mean this time?" Severus sighed wondering how Narcissa was able to see all these sides to the story no one else was able to see.

"Well whoever did this knew the Potters were already dead just look at the date. And whoever they were had Harry since that is obviously him. Magical wounds and the like do not change with a potion or spell and nothing can be done to cover them up much less copy them. So since that Harry has the notorious scar that is the real Harry Potter. He even looks older so whoever those people are they are the ones that caused such harm to Harry. They are the ones who covered that poor boy in scars and forced him to watch them kill other people. But this action is dark and was obviously done by a dark wizard." Narcissa spoke her thoughts out loud.

"What makes you think that?" Lucius asked.

"Well besides the obvious," she said ignoring Lucius glare, "They only killed muggles. And only dark wizards want to kill muggles. What better way to kill so many muggles than to pose as one and kill them when they are least suspecting it. And they obviously knew who Harry was since they didn't kill him. Though maybe they were ordered to keep him alive." Narcissa tried to make sense of it all but she found herself getting confused.

"That would explain the scars." Lucius said to himself.

"Am I the only one not able to keep up?" Severus muttered not getting anything. He knew he should have gone to bed early last night instead of staying up and working on potions. He already had a headache from dealing with that damned old wizard barging in asking him for one thing or another. He hadn't been listening.

"Well, if they are dark like we think, then they must have tortured him both physically and mentally." Lucius rested his head on his hand, "he would have been hurt and wounded but he was still alive. Just like they were ordered to do."

"Awe poor Harry; having to live with all these lies." Narcissa cried, "How hard is it going to be when he has to make the change from the lies he's always know to the truth."

"It will be a lot to take in but Harry has made it this far on his own." Severus pointed out," and by the looks of how things are going he will never have to walk alone again. With so many people beside him I get the feeling he will be able to accept the truth better than any of us think."

"He probably doesn't know he's a wizard." Lucius mumbled. 'Great now I've got to suffer through two magical puberties and inheritances.' He thought remembering how bad his own was.

"Oh dear, well maybe Draco can be the one to tell him that." Narcissa smiled. "Well have to get things ready now that we've got two boys. I think Harry is going to be staying with us for a long time."

"James must be rolling over in his grave."

A/N: So how was it? Told you there would be Dumbledore bashing but now I want to add all sorts of twist and whatnot. Muah ha ha ha I'm more Slytherin than I give myself credit for. Again this is without a beta so be kind.