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Chapter 2
At the same time Harry had received his memories the night of his birth so did another boy a few hundred miles away. The same moon shone down on a giant lavish mansion wherein one of the upper floors slept a blond haired boy.
This boy dreamt of blinding light and chaos. He could feel himself been wrapped in warm blankets but he heard bowls of water being sloshed around and screams of women yelling orders back and forth trying to cool the feverish brow of their queen. His own whales went unheard in the chaos of the room around him. He lay forgotten until a nurse came and picked him up he could tell that she had tears in her eyes. It was a few days later that he heard a man call, "Where is my son, the Crown Prince Arthur Pendragon!"
Darkness claimed him again. The blonde boy dreamt of another birth. As he came out of the darkness of his mother's womb, he heard the midwife say, "You have a son, Madame." He heard his mother's reply, "At last we have an heir, Lucius will be happy."
His dream shifted again. The little Prince smiled as he picked up his first metal sword. The dream continued, the prince groaned as he had to learn the etiquettes and customs of being the crown prince.
The dream shifted to the other life. His father teaching him the appropriate etiquette and manners for being the heir to a long noble house. Being forced in unsavory ways to remember his place in the world.
The blonde boy shifted uneasily in his mahogany fourposter bed that were draped with green curtains as he dreamed on of his two births. His subconscious eagerly accepted these dreams that weren't dreams but memories. But when he woke up, the blonde boy, young Draco Malfoy was his usual arrogant spoiled self with no recollection of the dream.
But as the months rolled past, his subconscious was feeding his conscious mind while awake the memories it had stored and slowly unnoticed by the boy himself but by his family he was changing for the better.
At first his parents just wrote the changes off to his active imagination. But when he actually started to treat the house elves better than slaves and more as hired help, his parents were unpleased. For this was not the way they had taught their son to treat those people who were not as pure of blood as they.
On another sparkling night Draco Malfoy sat up in bed as he realized these dreams that he had both during day and night were actually not dreams but memories of his past life. He was the Once and Future King. Merlin was right.
As he clutched his blankets he looked back on his current life and noticed the difference these memories that contained feelings and emotions, had changed his present attitude to those who were not born into privilege as he was now or then. With a slight smile he whispered into the darkness, "All thanks to Merlin."
After several weeks of melding both his current life and his past, Draco walked into his bedroom and saw a young house elf tidying up his things. Seeing this Draco had several spur of the moment ideas. He went straight for his desk and quickly wrote down a short letter. Then turning away from his desk, he knelt in front of the house elf and called "Pippy!"
"Young Master Malfoy called for me." Squeaked the little female house-elf.
"Yes I did." He paused for a second praying that he was not making a mistake and continued as he handed her a piece of paper and merely said, "Read that."
With her wide eyes Pippy unfolded the parchment she had been giving and read: To whichever house elf I present this letter I request that you summon only those among your companions that you trust with un-flickering certainty, to come to the point where water and land meet in the shadows of the forest, when the moon is at her highest point of the night sky. Tell no one, even my parents, that you have received this correspondence. I have been told, that walls have eyes and ears, so when you realize who I am, just give a quick nod and no formalities.
And instead of a signature Draco had signed it with his old Pendragon crest that he was sure that the house elves would recognize. When Pippy realized what the symbol at the bottom of the page meant her eyes went wide and with an intake of breath she nodded.
Accepting the nod Draco got up and went back to his desk silently dismissing the little house elf, who quickly disappeared still wide-eyed. Draco turned and started writing what he was planning to do. After he had finished Draco folded the parchment up tightly as small as it could get and placed it under his pillows.
When midnight struck Draco reached under his pillow grabbed the parchment and slipped out of the Manor house. He only had to wait a few minutes in the shadow of the forest when he saw several house elves appearing in front of him. He recognized the first house self as Pippy who came forward and knelt in front of him. She squeaked silently up to him, "We be pleased, master, what with the great King of old, seek of us."
"Before I speak, to confirm or deny, your claims, Pippy I would ask. Are you or any others here only loyal to the family of Malfoy or to the individual members of the house of Malfoy?" With that Draco fell silent waiting for Pippy to answer.
Pippy was silent for a while trying to figure out if there was a hidden message of her young master. With shining eyes she looked at the other house elves and saw their growing understanding of what he was saying. Another how self step forward and bowed in answer to the question and he said, "Young master, we be only humble servants. But since you awoke, we be seen you have changed and not knowing why we begin glad to serve you then your parents." and then he stretched out his arms and to the other house elves, that were presen, who grabbed onto his and spoke the oath of the house elves and pledged their only loyalty to the man in front of them for his kindness.
With a smile Draco said in his royal voice, "Speak to no one, of what we speak of tonight." With the nods he received he continued. "To confirm what you suspect. I am indeed, what Muggles, sometimes speak of, the once and future King."
At that, the gasp that followed this announcement Draco raised his hand and all fell silent, "I want some of you to go to Gringotts and open a bank account under the name of Penn and take my allowance from over the years which I've been saving and place it into that account. In case I get disowned from this family." at the gasps Draco once again raised his hand and continued, "I also want several others of you to search for Merlin. I am sure you can sense the essence of a reincarnated soul now that you have met one yourself. If he be of wizarding family let him know that his prat is me. But if he is of a Muggle family I request of you to bring him up to date of the wizarding society and arrange for time so we can meet. Whether he be of wizarding or Muggle family make it clear to him that the prat remembers all. Bring back, your information to me when you are sure no one is around to overhear by any means. For this has to remain secret until Merlin and I are ready to reveal ourselves."
At this last statement the house elves nodded and said as one, "Sire, will be done." And they all popped away. With a sigh Draco Malfoy returned to his bed and went back to sleep.
Draco's strong conviction that he was, King Arthur Pendragon, Still remained firm as he sat in front of his father's desk, a few weeks after the midnight orders. As he waited, Draco's mind recalled all those times that his father Uther Pendragon, had summoned him to his private chambers back in Camelot, to discuss or more like orders of wiping out the magical population. Draco had to smile at this thought, in this lifetime his father was all for eradicating the non-magical population. How similar his two fathers were. Just at that moment Lucius Malfoy walked in and walked round to his desk. Draco looked up and had to repress a grin, his father did really remind him of his other father, but he knew Lucius Malfoy was not the reincarnation of his father Uther Pendragon.
Before Draco could open his mouth his father spoke angrily to his son about not upholding the Malfoy name and other things along that line. He even mentioned that the Malfoy's never bowed low to serve another. At this last statement of his father Draco lost his cool and stood up and forgetting not to use his regal voice he declared with a snort of derision, "You say 'bow to no one'! Get real father! Then what did you do when the dark Lord was rising? I will tell you what! You 'bowed' at his feet! You a 'Malfoy' bowed to another man! So don't give me any of that crap! I will only bow to those I feel worthy of respect, especially those who earn my respect!"
At each of these consecutive statements Lucius Malfoy's face got redder and redder until he finally shouted louder than his son and cried, "OUT! YOU ARE NOW, AS OF THIS MOMENT NO LONGER A MEMBER OF THE MALFOY FAMILY!"
"FINE, GOOD RIDDANCE WITH THIS FAMILY! HOUSE ELVES DESERVE MORE RESPECT THAN THIS FAMILY!" Shouted Draco Malfoy as he slammed the door of his now ex-father's study.
As he climbed the stairs Draco tried to make his heartbeat slow down, for after all he had fought in lot more adrenaline rising wars than just facing down an old man like his ex-father. As he reached his bedroom door he began to realize that it was now time once again for him to defend himself in this new age. Where should he go? The Leaky Cauldron. How was he going to get there? He opened the door and saw one of the house elves that were on his secret orders, waiting for him. Draco smiled to himself there was his answer to its last question his own house elves could take him there. But not too many of them are else's ex-father would get suspicious.
Draco looked carefully at the house elf this one looked like Dobby. Dobby looked excited about something and as he was about to open his mouth Draco raised his hand and said, "Later right now I need your help to pack all my belongings here. For I have now been disowned from this family." Dobby's eyes went wider than they naturally were but silently went to work and taking every trinket and object Draco had told him to pack and shrunk it all down for him.
After everything was packed Draco knelt in front of Dobby asked in the kind voice to take him and his belongings to the Leaky Cauldron and they popped out of Malfoy Mansion never to return again.
After appearing in the Leaky Cauldron and getting his bearings back Draco walked up to Tom the barkeep and ordered a room for himself. Making sure he had a room but leaving before Tom could make any inquiries left for Gringotts to retrieve some money to pay for the room. Once in the courtyard he turned to Dobby and asked him to open the archway and if he had the Penn vault key so he could retrieve some funds.
Dobby looked down at his long feet and squeaked up at Draco that he would be happy to let the young master into Diagon Alley, but he did not have the key to the vault, and would be happy to punish himself. With a sigh Draco assured him that there was no need for such infliction of pain. He also told him to wait with his belongings until he got back so he could be told the news that Dobby had come to seem in the first place about. Dobby nodded and open the archway into Diagon Alley.
Draco quickly hurried to Gringotts and went straight to the closest free teller and spoke clearly so the goblin could hear him, "I've come about a new account named Penn."
The goblin looked down at him and asked, "Who was the one to establish this account first?"
Draco replied, "A how self with this seal on a piece of parchment. Look carefully and tell me if you do not recognize it."
The goblin looked at the parchment that Draco had handed him, "Indeed a house elf did as you said," and then looking down at the boy, straight in his eyes, the goblin gave out a little whimper. Hurriedly scrambling down from his perch he motioned for Draco to follow him into the back. Once out of site and earshot of other wizards the goblin bowed and said, "Please forgive us, Sire. The whole goblin nation thought you would return as a Muggle. Forgive us for our misjudgment. I did not recognize you. I shall take you to the chief. He is the one most able to assist, your Majesty."
With that the goblin led Draco Malfoy to the head goblin's office. When they reached the office the goblin who had escorted Draco spoke to the goblins announcing the great king's return. Before Draco could ask the goblin not to reveal his presence here he was whisked into the head's office.
The head's office was extremely well ornamented in gold and decorated with war axes and other weapons proclaiming that these goblins were warrior people. The goblin sitting behind the ornate desk looked up and as wizard and goblin's eyes met he to recognized the great king looking out of a child's eyes. Markcan spoke before Draco could and said, "You may have once been a Muggle king. But you were and are a child of destiny, along with your brother and advisor, the two of you are of the highest order among magical beings. Upon the death of her younger son, she only had two, destiny made sure when you return to this world you and he would be taking care of, financially. Place your hand upon this disc," Markcan said as he placed a nondescript metal disk on his desk and continue to say, "Let magic proclaim you as destiny's first born son."
With a shrug and not able to say a word Draco laid his hand on the desk. A few seconds went by and then suddenly light erupted through his hand and formed the Pendragon crest. As the light faded the crest sunk back and formed a ring around his finger in the shape of a tiny living Dragon. Draco looked up from his ring and smiled. The goblin returned it with a sharp toothed smile and said, "To those who are unaware of destinies calling, they will only see an ordinary house ring around your finger." with a strange feeling of anticlimax Draco heard the goblin ask him, what other things could Gringotts could do for the once and future King.
Shaking his head of these thoughts Draco requested to get the key for both of his new vaults and to withdraw some money. All these requests were hurriedly carried out and Draco found himself on the doorstep of Grongotts with money in one hand and the dragon ring on the other. Shrugging once again Draco hurried down the alley and instead of going back to the Leaky Cauldron he stopped off at Ollivander's to purchase himself a wand. Once again back on a doorstep he shook his head to clear it from strange thoughts. He looked down at his new wand and thought back to what Mr. Ollivander had said, "Curious, very curious. I remember every single wand I have ever sold young man. It so happened that the Phoenix feather that is inside your wand gave only two other feathers. It is interesting to note that he who must-not-be-named received a yew phoenix feather wand and you, an oak and Phoenix feather combo while resting in the back of my shop rests a Holly and Phoenix feather wand all three brothers." With another sigh Draco headed to the Leaky Cauldron to hear of Dobby's report. He hoped that Dobby had found Merlin.
When Draco entered his now paid for room he saw the house elf unpacking his belongings. Draco stood in the doorway and watching the house elf moving around efficiently, brought back memories of a certain big eared and black haired serving man. He grinned to himself and thought, 'no one will ever believe me, that the most powerful wizard to ever live, Merlin, was once the once and future King's servant.'
Draco cleared his throat and Dobby looked up, "Did Young Masters business get accomplished?" Asked the little creature. Draco nodded and knelt in front of Dobby and in a kind voice so unlike his old self Draco asked, "Before we talk, Dobby, please put a silencing bubble around us." Draco waited until he could feel the magic take affect. "Did you find Merlin?" Draco asked eagerly, wanting to hear about his destiny brother.
Dobby nodded and started to speak of his adventure in search of the boy who was once Merlin.
