Title: The Prince of Arendelle Returning Home
Author: JANEVOLTURIJANE VOLTURI
Summary: Draco Malfoy, son of two death eaters… or is he? What happens when he has dreams about a royal couple? What have his parent's hid from him? Why does his parents make him ware long dark red gloves? But then what happens when one summer break, the Malfoy family has some guests, how do they him? And what secret are they hiding from him? Draco finds out who he really is, what he really is, and what kind of power he has. How will he reacted to when he finds out that he's the royal prince of Arendelle, when he discovers that he has sisters, and when he discovers that he has the power of fire. After the movie, and after year 6!
Chapter Two
Draco Malfoy was in his room at Malfoy Manor, he knew nothing of his past, he was now in Slytherin, he had just gotten the Dark Mark, he was wealthy, he had lived with his parents', Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy, he had lived at Malfoy Manor his whole life, and he had just finished his sixth year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry.
He was looking at his books when he heard his mother and father talking in low voices just outside his room, he heard his father say, "Narcissa, you know that he can't have the Dark Mark, you also know that he's supposed to ware these gloves all the time, remember?"
He quietly went to press his ear to the door, he heard his mother say, "I know that, but he's fine now. I mean, he's just in his room. What—"
His father cut in and said, "He's. Supposed. To. Ware. These! What if he hurts one of us and then this house goes down in flames!?"
His mother said, "But what if he doesn't want to wear them?"
His father said, "I'll tell him that he has to wear them, weather he likes it or not. He has to conceal it. Keep it under control."
Draco quickly moved out of the way, he quickly sat on his bed, and he quickly got a book out to read. But then he heard his father come in, shut the door, and said, "Draco?"
Draco looked up, he saw that his father was holding a pair of long dark red gloves, he said, "Father, why do you have those Muggle—"
His father cut in and said, "Your Mother and I would like for you to wear these, I don't want to hear it. Just wear them, and keep it concealed. It's about time you start keeping it under control."
Draco said, "Keep what concealed?"
His father said, "Just wear them, and we'll be safe."
Draco was about to say something, when his father cut in and said, "Whenever you come out of this room, we would like for you to wear these. All the time. Just in case… And whenever you touch something, anything in this house, always have the gloves on. No matter what. Do you understand me?"
Draco nodded, next he watched as his father left them on his nightstand, he watched as his father left the room, and shut the door.
Draco was confused, why are his parents acting strange, keep what concealed, he looked at the long dark red gloves, he took pity in Muggle things, he never liked to wear anything that was a Muggle thing, he glared at them, and why was his father telling him to wear the Muggle gloves?
He took a deep breath, he hated when he had to wear something that was a Muggle thing, he grabbed the gloves, and angry put them on.
Once the gloves were on, he looked at his hands, the gloves felt strange somehow, like he'd worn them before, he felt a soft kiss on his forehead, he looked up, but he saw nothing. He was wondering who had done that, but before he could think about it any farther, he heard a man's voice, "Be strong, Prince David, be strong. And you'll be safe."
He didn't think much more about it, he went to go find his mother, surely she knew something, he found her in his parents room, just sitting and looking out the window.
He knocked on the door, his mother said, "Enter."
He went over to his mother, and he said, "Mother, why is Father having me wear these Muggle gloves?"
His mother looked at the gloves, she remember what his real mother had told her after a year had gone by, he had to wear them because he had some sort of power that needed to be concealed, she looked up at the young prince, she could tell that he was starting to show some signs of bright orange hair, she knew that no one else including him wouldn't see his true appearance yet, but she knew that he was truly the prince of Arendelle, she looked back at the gloves, and she said, "Because… he said so…"
Draco said, "But why Mother? Why is he making me were these ugly looking Muggle gloves? These look like they were meant for Potter!"
Narcissa stood up, she knew that he didn't like them, but she also knew that he had to wear them for a reason. She dragged him out of her room, back into his own room, shut the door, and said, "Those are so that you could start learning how to control it! You have to wear them for a reason!"
Draco said, "What is that reason? Mother, what is the main reason why I have to wear these?"
Narcissa said, "Because…"
She knew that she couldn't say it, she looked away from him, she couldn't tell him yet, she knew that Draco knew nothing about royalty, she only whispered, "Just keep them on."
She walked out, shutting the door behind her, she knew that he would never understand that he was a Prince, not Snape, no. But he was born as a prince to a kingdom called Arendelle, she quietly walked down to the living room, where she found Lucius, she saw that he was reading a letter, she said, "Lucius, what is it? Is something wrong?"
Lucius looked up, he looked at her with a weird expression, he had just gotten a letter from the king and queen who had gave him the child, he only said, "They're coming to get their son."
Narcissa only said, "Prince of Arendelle."
Lucius nodded, Narcissa sat down, she knew that this was coming, but she didn't think that it was going to be now, she broke down into tears, Lucius took his wife into his arms, he knew how she was like the child's real mother, but then he knew that this would come, he knew that the child had to know about his birth family, and lastly, he knew that the child had to know about being royalty.
After some time, Narcissa had calm down, she waited in the living room while Lucius went to go get the young prince.
Meanwhile, Draco was in his room, he'd heard a woman's voice say, "Prince David, you must be strong, like your father. You must be kind. You're the next hair to the throne of Arendelle. Remember, David, you're a prince no matter what happens. We will always love you, and we shall be waiting for the day when you shall return home, back to Arendelle. Conceal, don't feel, and don't let it show. You were born to rule after your father. I love you, young Prince of Arendelle."
But then when he had first token off the gloves, he went to go pick up a book, when his hands had touched the book, it grew into flames, and it burned. He grew fearful about this that he decided to keep the gloves on, just like his father had said, "No matter what."
He hid the book, he didn't want his father to know about the little discovery that he had found, he sat on his bed, his hands clasped tightly together, but he was scared and frightened, he didn't want anyone to know about this power, and he didn't want anyone to learn of this.
Next he heard his father knock on the door, he said, "Enter."
His father came in, Lucius said, "We need to have a talk with you downstairs. And what's that smell?"
Draco grew scared, he didn't want to tell his father what he had discovered about himself, his father knew that he was scared, he sighed, and said, "Hand over the smell."
Draco withdrew the blackened book out from his bed, he handed it to his father, who looked at the book and then looked at the boy, he said, "Just come downstairs."
Draco fallowed his father downstairs, Narcissa withdrew the red outfit for him to wear, this outfit was the outfit that she knew the king and queen had sent, and it had a matching dark red suit, a long black coat for traveling, and matching dark red boots.
When the prince had arrived downstairs, Narcissa handed him the red outfit, and she said, "Get changed into this…"
Draco didn't know why, but he knew that his parents were up to something, so he changed into the red outfit, when he was done, he looked at himself in the mirror, to say he was surprised to see that he still had the white hair, he still had silver eyes, and he also matched with the gloves.
He didn't know what to think about his appearance, he'd only hope that no one wouldn't learn of his new gift. He went back into the living room, when he had arrived, Narcissa said, "Go wait in the far corner of the room. Our guest will be here any moment."
Draco didn't know what to do, he said, "Why do I have to wait in the corner? And are they our kind?"
Lucius only said, "Go."
Draco didn't like it when they both talked to him like that, he went to go stand in the far corner of the room, and they all waited for their guest to arrive.