Note: This is dedicated to tinglingsensation as a thank you for sharing a favorite fairy tale with me. This will be a yaoi.
Story 4: The Snow Queen
Once upon a time, there were two friends who loved each other very much and not for a moment, except to go to their own houses, had left each other's side. The older of the two, was Draco and the younger one, was Harry. They were known in their town for always being together and had even joked that one day they would end up together. The boys would laugh it off but unknown to them both, their jokes would prove to be true.
In an icy castle overlooking their town, lived the Snow Queen. Now this 'queen' had a child once but long ago. Now that he was getting odd in years, he needed one to inherit his kingdom one day but as the generations went by, the children didn't seem suited to take the Queen's place. That is, until the Queen beheld Draco. He's perfect! The Queen thought happily as he looked at the blond haired, silver eyed boy. Question is: how does one get a hold of such perfection? Now the Queen had a mirror you see, (but unlike the mirror in Snow White, this one didn't talk) instead, it was more deadly. It was said that if the glass of the mirror would enter the eyes of a person, that they would be blind. However, if a shard pierced the heart, the person would become an emotionless shell of themselves. Of course, it wouldn't have worked on the Queen, he was like that already. However, due to his title, the Queen was sterile and while it pissed him off that he couldn't replace his lost one naturally, the idea of capturing the boy pleased him greatly. He turned to the lovely mirror and smiled. He would try to win the boy on his own but the mirror would be a last result.
He descended from his icy throne, made himself look more human for his skin was quite pale and his eyes would enchant any and all around him. Trust his stinking luck for being a Veela too. That and the ice element at his disposal made him the rarest breed, a Winter Veela. They were beautiful as well as quite deadly. All it would take is the ice and an icy kiss that would freeze you from the inside out. His magic was mostly ice based but when he was forced to, he would summon up other forms of dark magic. He dressed in white and took a horse drawn sleigh, but not before he honed in on the two boys. They had managed to leave the safety of their town and were hunting around in the snow in the woods near his home. He waited for the brunette to leave, for he had killed something and had to get it. He smirked at his luck and walked to the boy.
"Do you enjoy such barbaric pastimes?" He asked casually. Draco turned to look at him and did a double take. The man was unearthly beautiful but there was something cold about him.
"It is not barbaric if you did it in the name of survival." He said with defiance in his silver eyes. The Snow Queen smiled at this. His intended heir had a brain in his head and a will in which he was willing to break and bend to his bidding.
"I see," He said, not apologizing for pissing off the younger blond. "So you make it a habit to break rules then?"
"What people don't know would not hurt them." Draco said and the Queen smirked.
"Indeed." He said. "Are you not hungry from the hunt?" Draco looked at the man who was being somewhat nice and blinked. Who is this guy?
"I see that you're wondering who I am." The Snow Queen said. "I am Lucius Malfoy and I'm the ruler of this place." Draco blinked at this. He was in the presence of royalty and he was acting like a commoner? He knew that if his mother was alive that she would kick his ass for being rude. He bowed to Lucius who smiled and nodded.
"Come child, I'm fairly sure you are famished." The Snow Queen led Draco to his sleigh and uncovered a dish in a silver and blue container. At the Queen's invitation, he peered inside and gasped. It was one of his favorites, Turkish Delight and his stomach betrayed him. The Queen laughed a bit at Draco's blush and encouraged the boy to eat. Draco was polite and took his time, remembering his mother's teachings on mannerisms. The Queen took this into account and nodded in approval. When the boy was finished, the Queen made the dish disappear and smiled.
"You have been pleasant company Draco." He said with a smile. "And I would love for you to visit me at my castle. It is beyond the woods and high into the mountains. It does get fairly lonely but I'm hoping that it will soon change." Draco was about to ask how he knew his name for he didn't remember mentioning it to the man. The Queen smiled and rode off and Harry snapped him out of his reverie.
"Drake, what's the matter with you?" He asked as he held a couple of fat pheasants. "I have been calling for ages."
"Sorry Ryie." He said with a smile. "I must have been sidetracked with my meeting the ruler of the lands."
"A ruler huh," Harry asked. "I thought we had a Minister but whatever you say. I don't keep up with politics like you do, Drake. Now come on, you can help me with these and we'll feast like kings!" Draco smiled at his friend and followed him back home but his mind was wandering to the Snow Queen. Harry wouldn't believe me. He thought. I don't think anyone would.
When they returned to the town and were seated to the pheasant dinner, they were listening to a story.
"Long ago, before we were even born, lived a family who was so cruel and cold that one day, they had been cursed with sterility and living forever amongst the icy caverns of their palaces. They believed that the family were as cold as the ice, as beautiful as a clear winter morning but as deadly as any blizzard." Remus told. Harry and Draco listened with fascination.
"There were only four of them," Remus said. "The Grandfather, the father, the mother and a baby…" Harry looked at his honorary godfather and blinked but it was Draco who asked.
"Excuse me Mr. Lupin," Draco began, "If the family was sterile, then where did the baby come in?"
"Oh no child," Remus said. "The child was born into the family before the curse. So, like the adults, the child suffered the curse but it was too much for his little body." Draco turned when he heard his friend sob. Out of the two of them, Harry was more expressive with his feelings. Draco was only like that to his friend. He was more of a 'you have to earn my trust before I open up to you' kind of guy. Of course, the story was a tragic one.
"So what happened to the family? Who survived?"
"The Grandfather died as the child had and the mother of the child died of a broken heart. The father is the only one remaining. He's quite a cruel man and will do anything to get his way and what he wants."
That is not true child. A voice said in Draco's head. Have I been cruel to you?
How are you taking to me?
The Turkish Delight was charmed child. The moment you ingested it, you formed a mental bond with me.
That was not fair. What do you want?
Well I can't settle for my child, he is long gone, but you will do just fine in his place. Draco fell out of his seat at this declaration. He knew exactly who was talking to him…
I'll never go with you! You deceived me!
Well, have it your way….The Queen sighed before Draco felt the link drop. Something told him that something vile was going to happen.
The Queen strolled to the mirror and after stroking the pane of glass lovingly, punched it, watching it crack and shatter. He picked up two shards, one small and one big and muttered a spell, causing them to shimmer and disappeared. The Queen opened his eyes and walked to his throne. Now all I have to do is wait…
Draco jerked up from his seat again and held his face with one hand and his heart over the other. He screamed for a moment then he stood up. Harry and Remus looked at him and gasped. Draco's face was void of all emotion and he was blind! But aside from that, his features were colder, aristocratic and his hair was like the fallen snow in the morning, the sun gently kissing it. It reached down his back and his eyes were like a winter morning sky. He was also taller and if possible, handsomer. When Harry reached out to touch him, he gasped. Draco was cold as ice!
"Unhand me you commoner!" Draco's voice commanded. "If I wanted you to touch me, I would have bid you to." Harry's emerald eyes welled with tears at his friend's waspish remark. Drake was gone and in his place was a shell. An attractive shell, but a shell all the same. He tried to reach out to the man again but Draco was out the door and into the night. Remus and Harry ran outside and with a silent decision between them, Harry gathered his cloak, his and Draco's wands and was off.
Draco's sight may have been gone but he was able to find his way safely to the Queen's castle. The Snow Queen rose from his throne as Draco entered.
"My son," The Queen purred as he walked down and placed his hands onto Draco's shoulders. "You have returned to me and for this, I am very happy." Draco nodded and allowed the Snow Queen to guide him to the throne. He placed the boy onto the throne and smiled.
"You belong there my son." He purred. "And I will be your eyes." Draco said nothing. Instead he sat back on the throne and waited. He didn't know exactly why but someone with the most beautiful emerald green eyes kept coming into his head. Who are you? Why can't I remember you?
Harry was determined to get his friend back but he wanted, after this, to be more than friends with his beloved Drake. Sure they were friends since they were little but as they grew, Harry had developed a crush for the blond. Of course, Drake was thick headed at times but if Harry had to, he would show him. He came to the bottom of the mountain pass and turned into a stag to climb up. If he had to fight for Drake then he would.
The Snow Queen's guards were ordered to watch out for a human but not a stag. Harry smirked to himself and after knocking the guards out, sauntered in and hid his fear as he saw the frozen statue-like figures in the front courtyard. His hooves clacked on the marble floor as he made his way to the throne room. There he saw his beloved Drake and the Snow Queen. Harry turned back into himself and the Queen smirked.
"How lovely for you to come," He said. "But you will not take my son from me."
"Your son is long gone." Harry said. "You have no right to take Drake from me."
"He was nothing but a commoner." The Queen said. "Now he has a purpose."
"He always had a purpose." Harry said.
"And what was that?"
"To love…and be loved..." Harry said. The Snow Queen laughed and summoned up an ice spear.
"My son can not fall weak to such useless emotions. He has a kingdom to rule… and you will not….get in the way!" With that he launched the spear at the young man who dodged in time but he knew that he couldn't fight against an emotionless immortal. He ran to Draco and cried.
"Drake….please… Come back to me…I can't continue without you…I love you damn it!" His tears fell into Draco's eyes and when Harry's lips touched his, the shard in his heart melted.
"Ryie," He whispered as the color returned to his skin. Harry sobbed and kissed him again.
"Drake…. It's you!"
"I love you too Ryie." Drake whispered as he held the raven haired beauty to him. "I always have and I always will." A shriek tore their attention from each other and both noticed that the Snow Queen was aging rapidly. The skin became transparent and he was decaying. Harry gasped but Draco pulled him to be behind him and out of harm's way. The Snow Queen fell dead at Draco's feet, turning into a puddle of water. Draco felt relief as the pain of the cold left him and as the castle shook and began to break apart, Draco and Harry ran out of the castle and watched it fall from a safe distance. As the sun rose, Harry looked at him and gasped. All the changes that Draco had undergone had remained!
"Drake, what does this mean? You didn't change back…"
"It's all right Ryie." Draco said with a smile. "Consider this my punishment and a memento of this day and the fall of the Snow Queen." Harry smiled and hugged the other man. There was no way he was letting him go again. Draco looked down at him and smiled.
"Let's go home, love." Draco said as they walked back to town and living happily ever after.
