Part three:

It was two days after this encounter that a rather unusual gift arrived for Harry, a large black unicorn stallion. The handsome creature was saddled, also bridled with a bitless bridle, the unicorn would let no one save Harry near it. The young king only knew who it was from because of the coat of arms that had been concealed on the horse's saddle, the coat of arms of the dark king of elves. "Your name will be ebony." He told the dark unicorn as he petted it gently.

The unicorn huffed at Harry. "Go now." The black haired man told him commandingly, with a whinny it dashed off into the nearby forest to wait until the elf king summoned him again.

The day after this the green eyed wizard was standing in one of the school corridors when a dark figure detached it's self from the shadows. Sensing another presence Harry slowly turned round, the dark man who stood behind him was the king of the western elves, the king bowed to Harry. 'Ah, sir, I believe I owe you thanks for the fine dark unicorn.' The green eyed elf said with a smile.

'You like him then?' The older man asked a little concerned.

'Yes, I like him very much. However such a gift, makes me think you might be trying to woo me.'

The king of the dark elves moved closer to the great king. 'Maybe I am sire.'

Quietly the younger man ran his eyes over the other man standing before him. 'You intrigue me...I believe that I would like to allow you to try to woo me also.'

'Thank you sire.' Seloren said with a bow to the other king.

'To woo me though you will have to come out of the shadow's every so often.'

The masked man smiled softly at Lordian. 'For you I would risk coming out of the shadows.'

'In that case Seloren I am extremely flattered.' Harry said with a smile for the older elf.

Bravely the raven haired man took one of the other elves hands in his and pressed his lips to the back of it. 'I will do my best to win you my lord.'

'You know I am glad that you chose to peruse me, but at the same time it puzzles me."

'You yourself, said your fated had no want of you, there for I feel free therefore to try my luck. I myself am fated but unfortunately my own fated has never appeared.'

'That sounds somewhat worse than my own fate. It is strange but I feel almost as though I know you, peculiar don't you think considering we only met a short while ago?'

'No, not as strange as you think. Among elves it is known as a first recognition, it means that we will always be close for one reason or another.'

'Ahh I see, I can't help but feel as if I am a child all over again. I want to get to know this new part of myself as soon as I can so I can rule well and wisely.' Harry said with determination.

'That is a wise and prudent approach the four houses have been without the guidance of the great king for far too long. We need you to keep the peace, to make sure no one gets to out of line, to solve disputes and in general make sure all is as it should be.'

The two elves smiled at each other. 'Would you show me your fate ring?' The younger elf asked the elder politely.

Quickly the dark king looked away and Harry flushed. 'I'm sorry did I say something wrong?'

'No, not exactly. I do not know whether that is a command or a request. If it is a command I cannot disobey but if it is a request then I have a choice.'

'It is a request.'

'Then for now I will respectfully say no.'

'Very well Seloren I will respect that. I pray you will find enough trust in me one day to show me your ring.'

The dark elf bowed politely to the great king. 'Thank you Sire.'

'If you must call me something then please not my title, I would like to be Lordian to you.'

'Very well Lordian it shall be.'

'Thank you.'

'I will retreat back to the shadows for now, but I shall be back.'

'Good bye for now then.'

With one last bow to the great king Seloren returned to the darkness, Harry watched him go until he could see no more of the pale elf. The emerald eyed wizard let out a deep sigh, life was certainly becoming more complicated for him. Now he had three men to chose between for his consort, Lucius, Seloren and Severus, the question was which did he chose? And was it even wise for him to try to win the Potions master as his in the first place? Probably not, another sigh followed the first and with a shake of the head Harry set off for his last class of the day.