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Oh! Almost forgot DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter because my name is not J.K. Rowling. Also alot of the lines in the 1st chapter as you may have already noticed are not mine, but from the first Harry Potter book. The only thing that is mine is how I'm making this plot go. Yeah... I think that's all I need to say. :\
"Well Mr. Potter, welcome to Malfoy Manor."
I looked around in awe. This house was huge! You could fit a hundred Dursley houses in here! The floor was white marble, and the walls held paintings that looked like they belonged in museums rather than in a home.
I jumped back, startles. He moved! One of the men in the painting moved! Draco started laughing, but then he grabbed my hand and we walked me over the portrait of the man that was moving. My God he's talking too!
"Hello there young Draconis. I see that you have a guest. May I enquire your name young man?" The portrait was talking to me.
"Harry Potter, sir." I said with more confidence than I really had.
"Really? Is Harry a nickname perhaps? Short for-"
"That would be enough grandfather," I could feel Lucius put a hand on my shoulder. "Young Harry is going to be staying with us until his blood family is able to raise him."
I paled at the thought. They weren't going to send me back to the Dursley's were they? He promised not too! I started to hyperventilate and tears soon began to gather in my eyes. Draco started to sense my distress and squeezed my hand reassuringly while shooting his father a glare.
"Do not give me that look Draconis. Harry will not be going back to his muggle relatives," I calmed down at his words. I wasn't going to be going back. But they're still going to send me away. I don't want to go away, I want to stay with them! "But that is another matter to discuss for another day. Now boys, who's hungry? I believe the house elves have lunch prepared for us in the dining room."
We walked down the long corridors until we reached a set of giant double doors. A small creature with green skin and giant floppy ears popped out of nowhere and opened the door just as we walked up and then disappeared just as quickly. Draco didn't even notice and just kept walking in through the giant doors and into the dining room. The dining room was just as large and lavish as the rest of the house. Chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, with candles shining brightly from them. The table was large enough to hold dozens of people. I could just imagine the Malfoy's sitting in here with important people all around them. On wall was simply a window that overlooked the land outside. It was giant. And opposite to that wall was a large fireplace. Instead of sitting down at the table, we kept walking and went through a door on the other side of the room. It was barely noticeable if you didn't already know it was there. I was confused, because I thought that we were going eat.
I was about to ask about it when Mr. Malfoy said, "We are not so stuck up that we eat in the formal dining room for every meal, only when we have guests. And you Harry are not a guest, you are family." My eyes widened at Mr. Malfoy's words. Family! He said that we were family!
We had walked into a much smaller dining room. It was decorated more simply yet just as elegant. I was immediately much more comfortable. Food was already set at the table, along with two other people that I had never seen before. One of them, was a woman whose hair was the same pale blonde as the Malfoy men. She had an air of grace around her that just screamed money. Then there was a man sitting next to her that was her complete opposite .While she was fair and light his skin was sallow and hair the darkest black. Her features were refined while he had a nose that had been broken one too many times. However they were sitting and smiling and laughing together, completely unaware to our entrance. I shuffled nervously, afraid of how they would react to me.
"Narcissa, Severus," The two looked over at us. Draco ran over the man who I assumed was Severus and gave him a hug and sat on his lap. "This is Harry Potter." Now I was getting surprised looks form the both of them. The man however was giving me a pretty nasty glare. I looked down, knowing that I was already unwelcome here.
"Sev! Don't scare the poor boy! He's not the spawn of James Potter so stop that this instant!" Even though I didn't know what they were saying I had to give a giggle. Mr. Malfoy looked very sassy with his hands on his hips and a glare across his face while the man looked thoroughly chastised.
"Oh stop that this instant you two," The lady said, addressing the two men. "Now Harry, why don't you come over here and tell Aunt Cissy all about how you came to be here." I took tentative steps towards her, afraid that she would not like me just like the man.
Draco, who was still sitting on a thoroughly chastised Serverus' lap said, "Go on Harry, Mother isn't too scary. Although she will attack you with hugs! It's so embarrassing!"
Reassured that she wasn't too horrible, I went up to her and said clearly, "My name is Harry Potter, ma'am. It's nice to meet you." And I copied what I had seen Draco's father do with many of the shop owners we had met that day, I offered my hand in a handshake. Her reaction wasn't what I expect. Her eyes went wide and her face paled.
"My- my God! You're just like! No! It can't be! Lucius! Is it really? He's just like him!" Narcissa was now in almost hysterics and her face kept flickering back to mine.
"Draco, why don't you boys take your lunch out on the terrace. I'm sure that Harry would love to see the property as he will be with us for quite a while." Lucius' voice was smooth, but it held a tone in it that left no room for argument.
Draco's eyes flickered towards his mother and then again at me before looking back up at his father and said, "Of course father. Come on Harry."
I practically ran out of the room, scared of what had just happened. As Draco and I ate our lunch Draco began to tell me all about the Manor. Apparently it had been in his family for forever, and he was going to be in charge of it when his father got too old. And then he had to have an heir. But he didn't want to think about that. He kept getting this funny look when he brought it up. Like he knew something and wasn't telling me. But I wasn't going to push him for it, I didn't want to do something wrong and get kicked out.
"So what do you think of all this? I'm so happy Father has agreed to let you stay. Do you know what that was all about in there? With my mother? She looked at you like she had seen a ghost!"
"No, I don't know. You don't- you don't think she'll make me leave will she?" I braced myself for his answer.
"Why of course not! Mother loves children! She wishes she had more, but well you know how hard it is for witches to have babies," I must have given him a confused look because he explained himself. "Magic says that there can't be too many witches and wizards so she makes it hard for witches to get babies. Although there's some odd families that have loads of kids. Like the Weasleys. But they're blood traitors." Draco was no in a very ranting and angry mode. "You're not allowed to be friends with Weasles! They're below people like us! We're so much better than them! We're pure bloods." I nodded my head in assent. I wondered why it was bad to have so many kids, but then I realized Draco was just jealous. That's why he likes me so much. I'm his new little brother.
"Are we brothers Draco?" I asked.
"Well, we're not blood brothers, but we're brothers anyways. You're my little brother, which means that I have to always protect you. You're the little brother because you're so small. Why are you so small anyways?"
I shrugged my shoulders. His guess was as good as mine. But it was probably from the cupboard. It was so small and tiny; I had stopped fitting in there years ago.
"Who was that man that was in there?"
"Who? Dad?"
"No, not Mr. Malfoy, the other one; the one with the black hair and crocked nose."
"Yes, he's my other father!" I'm so confused now. "You see, Father and Dad are madly in love. They always have been, ever since they were children. But Father's father was really mean and said that he and Dad couldn't be together because he didn't want his son to be gay. So Father married Mother, but they're just really good friends. And then because Father refused to have an heir with Mother, grandfather gave Father a potion that makes him not carry kids. So to have an heir Father had to be with Mother. But they're all friends. It also means I have three parents!" I was still a bit confused, but I understood a little better now. Draco has two dads and one mom and I don't have any.
"Draco," Mr. Malfoy came onto the terrace. "I'm going to need to borrow Harry for a minute. No, it isn't anything bad," He chuckled as he looked at my scared face. "Come along now, Harry. Draco, your Dad wants to talk to you in the Lounge."
Draco gave me a brief hug before leaving to go see his other dad.
Mr. Malfoy then began to walk out of the room and I followed like a lost little puppy.
"Now Harry," he began. "In order for you to never have to go back to those muggles again, I need to know everything that happened in that house. And when I say everything, I mean every little last detail because we are about to go against Albus Dumbledore, someone no one has ever had the gall to go against in court before. Now start from the beginning."
So did you like it? In case any of you were confused, Sev and Luc are in love, but neither can carry kids, and since Luc was married to Cissy they had Draco, but they're all just friends. Draco thinks of them as three parents.What do you think should have happened to Harry at the Dursley's? Verbal abuse only? Verbal and physical? Verbal, physical and rape? Please REVIEW! The more you review, the more I get inspired to write more! Thanks guys! 3
