NK: YIPPY! Draco's in this chapter!
Draco: Oh shut up and let them read for themselves!
NK: I can cause you to be impotent you know.
Draco: By all means, cheer away.
NK: smirks enjoy.
Chapter Five: Dress Robes, Snakes and Books
Harry smiled. His family was sitting around the table partaking in what looked all of Harry's favorite breakfast foods. Harry quickly took a seat, served himself a Belgium waffle, smothered it in whip cream and strawberries, and then proceeded to devour it.
"Be sure and remember to breath Zane," Galen advised, laughing as Harry continually shoved large amounts of food into his mouth, "chewing might be good too."
Kyla laughed, "I wasn't sure what to make for the birthday boy, so I decided on everything. So you had better eat up!"
"Don't worry Mum, I'll make sure there won't be leftovers." Harry said as he began to pile eggs and bacon onto his now empty plate. "So I guess you three were able to get today off?"
"Yeah," Necia answered, "the hospital let us off no problem. Actually they seemed to demand that we take the next few days off, something about working to hard. Oh, but the staff did say to wish you a happy birthday."
Harry just smiled. After Necia and Adora had received perfect markings on their NEWTs they both decided to follow their father and become doctors. Since Galen was one of the head doctors it was simple to get Necia into an intern position when she was eighteen, and in no time at all she had proved herself to be a valuable addition to the staff. When Adora applied for an internship two years later the hospital jumped at the prospect of another Bronwen. In the last few years Necia and Adora, with their father's guidance, have even invented new healing techniques as well as a few new healing potions geared to help those driven mad by curses. Recently they had told Harry of a married couple, the Longbottoms, who were brought out of their torture induced madness thanks to a potion/spell combination they had invented; though full recovery was still a ways off. Yes, St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries was very lucky to have such bright caring people working for their cause.
"After we are finished eating we are going to take you out Birthday shopping!" Harry groaned in response to Galen's announcement, Galen laughed, "Now don't sound too thrilled there Zane."
"What? Look at the three delinquents over there! They are plotting something and I know it is going to involve a bit of pain on my part." Harry shivered.
"Well, Mum and Dad get you first," Adora smiled wickedly, "but when they are done we get to have our way with you."
"Should I write a will?" The look on his sisters' faces would frighten a fully grown dragon.
"We promise that you will survive the day intact," Necia offered.
"But we won't promise that you won't be sore," Lida finished.
Harry shivered again, they're going to be the death of me one day, I just know it.
Not death, more like a conssstant sssource of dread. Besssidesss, you've sssurvived yearsss of their pranksss, one day ssshouldn't kill you
Ssshasssa, their last prank had me sssussspended upssside down until I proclaimed them the underground rulersss of the world Harry countered
Well, that wasss in retaliation to you hexing their hair to change different colorsss every time they sssaid the word 'the.' Besssidesss you ssshould have ssswallowed your pride and just gotten it over with inssstead of prolonging the inevitable Shasa stated wisely.
Admit defeat ssso quickly! Never! And I only did that becaussse they put itching powder in my boxer drawer. That wasss a nightmare that wasss.
You're jussst well loved Shasa laughed.
"Zane, if you're done trying to elicit sympathy from Shasa we are going to head out now." Kyla said while cleaning up the table with a few waves of her hand.
"Might as well head to the gallows with my chin up," Harry followed the family to the living room.
"That's a boy, Zane." Galen said as he grabbed Kyla's waist, "Always face your demise with courage."
Kyla rolled her eyes, "Now you are all to transport to the entrance of Diagon Ally."
With a flash of purple, green and blues the Bronwens were gone.
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The Bronwen family teleported to their destination and looked on as numerous witches and wizards went about their daily shopping throughout the twisting cobblestone streets of Diagon Ally.
"Alright, Zane is our hostage first," Galen received an elbow to the gut from Kyla, "You girls can go where ever you like until his time with us is up, you can collect the hostage at Flourish and Blotts in two hours. Come captive, off to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions." He grabbed Harry by the scruff of his neck, knowing that Harry really would try to escape, and headed towards the clothing shop, but only after receiving another assault from Kyla's elbow.
"Just remember Zane," Lida called to their retreating backs, "Mum and Dad are the calm before the storm!"
Harry groaned, "Joy."
After ten minutes of walking Harry was lead through the welcoming doors of the robe store, which set of a ringing sound to alert the seamstress that she had customers.
"May I help you?" Asked the kind voice of Madam Malkin.
"Yes," replied Kyla, "we would like to purchase a new set of dress robes for our son Zane," Galen pushed a reluctant Harry in front of the seamstress, "We would also like to purchase some sweaters, dress shirts, and slacks for him as well."
"Of course, Zane, would you please remove your robe and stand on the pedestal for me. You might want to hand over your snake as well" Madam Malkin was eyeing Harry like she was just given a new dress up doll.
"Yes, Madam."
After Harry handed his father his robe, gently gave Shasa to his mother and took his place on the pedestal he was assaulted with flying measuring tapes, bolts of fabric of various colors and a barrage of questions on the different creatures he would like to be embroidered into his robes and dress shirts. For an hour the seamstress had Harry trying of different style of clothing, making sure she had the right cut that would show off his strong lean physic, as well as different colors of clothing, constantly commenting on which colors would bring out his eyes or the shades that would complement his tanned skin. Harry was about to explode; thankfully his mother had realized this,
"Thank you Madam. I believe we have chosen more than enough at the present time," Kyla handed the seamstress her Gringotts charge card and a piece of parchment, "please have the clothes delivered to this address when it is all completed."
"Very good." Madam Milkins left to charge the card and write a receipt of the order.
Harry however was off the stool, in his robe and was out the door before the seamstress could come back. A few moments later his parents joined him outside, Shasa flew over to Harry's neck,
"The next stop is Flourish and Blotts. Hopefully this will be less painful than the last stop." The smirk on Galen's face was not convincing Harry that his father hadn't enjoyed watching his only son suffer at the hands of the seamstress.
Isss there a chance that we might be able to pick me up a sssnack? Shasa questioned
"Shasa wants to know if we can stop by Magical Menagerie, I believe she has become addicted to those new snake snacks. The ones that act and taste like a rat but are really a combination of a vitamins and a health potions."
"Sure son, but don't take too long. The second gift from us is to pick out any five books that you like and you only have forty five minutes before your sisters will come to claim you."
"Alright, I'll see you in a few," Harry did a slow jog to the pet store as his parents headed to the book store.
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"Draco darling, you have been staring at the snakes long enough. Please make your selection so that we can be out of this pungent odor." The gracefully slender Narcissa Malfoy said, brushing some strains of her light blond hair from her grey-blue eyes.
Draco had indeed been looking at the snakes, judging their strengths, weaknesses and appearance, trying to choose the perfect familiar. For the last six years Draco had been dubbed 'The Prince of Slytherin' and so for his final year he was determined to have a snake familiar that would help him to leave a lasting impression.
"I do apologize, mother," he said smoothly, "but I can not decide which snake would best exemplify my position as a Slytherin leader," Draco turned towards his father, Lucius Malfoy, "do you have a suggestion father?"
"I find that the most expensive is usually the best." Malfoy Sr. replied, his silver eyes' roaming over the different snakes, shaking his platinum blond head in disgust whenever his eye found something he thought distasteful.
Unfortunately for Draco his father's advice was not helping matters much, the most expensive snake was an Occamy. And since Draco had absolutely no idea how to properly handle a snake that dangerous he was back to his original problem. He was inspecting the information card of each snake when he heard hissing sound . . . from behind. It seemed as though his parents had heard it as well since they too had become perfectly still.
Praying that a dangerous snake had not escaped, Draco slowly turned around and saw the most beautiful boy he had ever seen, a scent reached his nose causing his eyes to widen fractionally.
Draco smirked, 'That boy is a submissive,' he thought as his eyes roamed over the boy's toned body, drinking in the boy's tanned skin, soft wild hair and bright green eyes. The boy was also dressed in some of Draco's favorite colors with silver snakes embroidered on his robe, snakes being Draco's second favorite creature. Draco watched as the boy seemingly talked with a snake that was coiled around his neck, 'A perfect conversation starter.'
With a small smile on his lips Draco approached the boy, "Pardon me, may I ask you a question?"
Green eyes turned to meet silver.
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Entering the store Harry's nose was assaulted by the different smells coming from the various cages, he quickly made his way to the counter.
"Could I purchase five Snack Snacks please," Harry asked the clerk.
"'Course sir, they're in the back. It will just take a moment to retrieve them." The clerk left Harry waiting at the front counter.
It ssstinks in here Shasa moved her head closer to Harry's neck so her forked tongue was practically licking his neck.
Yesss it doesss, but let usss remember that we are here to appeassse your pallet. Harry was trying valiantly to ignore the stench by breathing through is mouth.
Yesss, well, a happy Ssshasssa meansss a happy family
Harry chuckled, referring to yourssself in the third person are we? You mussst really want thossse sssnacksss.
Shasa didn't get the chance to response as a new voice addressed Harry, "Pardon me, may I ask you a question?"
Harry turned his gaze towards a pair of silver-blue eyes, his breath hitched, 'Good Merlin he's gorgeous.' The speaker easily stood over six feet tall and held himself with a sense of pride and self-assurance. Harry's eyes moved automatically, looking the boy up and down, taking in his muscular body, broad shoulders, pale sharp features and his platinum blonde hair. The boy must have notice Harry's assessment of his person as his small smile turned into an arrogant smirk. Harry blushed faintly at being caught,
"Um, sure," 'Real smooth Romeo,' Harry was mentally kicking himself.
"I see you have a serpent, and I believe I heard you speaking Parseltongue." Harry shivered as the baritone voice washed over him. "I was wondering if you could help me choose a familiar?" The blonde boy motioned towards the snake section of the pet store, where Harry presumed the boy's parents were currently standing.
Harry nodded his consent and followed the boy, "Are you looking for any particular qualities?" Harry questioned trying not to ogle the boy's backside.
"A snake that won't bite me is top priority but if it can also be useful in some manner that would be preferred."
They had made it to the cages; Harry was standing between the boy and the boy's father, who was a taller more matured version of the boy, as he began to speak. Harry could tell by their looks reflecting on the glass that the boy's family seemed to be impressed with his ability,
Do any of you wisssh to become a familiar to the male wizard to my left? Harry questioned the snakes. He isss looking for a sssnake that would be loyal to him and could help him in sssome manner
An Ashwinder serpent slithered to the front of its cage, If a sssnake ssspeaker asssksss it of me I will be loyal to the wizard, protect him and allow him my eggsss. Though my kind usually turnsss to asssh after laying eggsss the wizard that created the fire I was born from placed a ssspell on me ssso that I do not, but in return I could never lay a fertile egg. I will treat the wizard asss if he wasss my own.
Harry smiled at the Ashwinder, then I asssk you to become the wizardsss familiar, may he be the hatchling you never had. Harry reached into the cage and pulled out the Ashwinder, Do you have a name?
Brimssstone
Harry turned towards Draco, handing him the Ashwinder, "She says that she would like become your familiar, and as such she will be loyal only to you. Due to an unusual birth she can never lay a fertile egg and so she will never turn to ash; however, her eggs will still have their magical properties and can be used in certain types of potions, if prepared properly. Her name is Brimstone."
Draco gently took the Ashwinder from the raven haired boy, "Thank you," He allowed the snake to coiled around his neck, he held his hand out, "My name is Draco, Draco Malfoy. And these are my parents Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy."
Harry took Draco's hand, "I'm Zane, Zane Bronwen."
"Bronwen?" Lucius questioned, "By any chance are you related to the Doctors Bronwen at St. Mungo?"
"Yes, Doctor Galen Bronwen is my father, the other Bronwens you speak of are my sisters, Necia and Adora." Harry explained, Malfoy Sr. had a calculating expression while his wife seemed to smirk a little. Draco was moving closer to Harry but was interrupted from what ever he was about to say, or do, when a voice was heard.
"Pardon me Sir, I have the snake snacks for you," the clerk had returned with Harry's purchase.
"I must be on my way now. It was a pleasure meeting you," Harry gave a small bow, went to the counter to pay the clerk, placed the shrunken bag is a robe pocket and was about to leave the store when Draco stopped him.
"By any chance would you be free for dinner tonight, I would love to make a new acquaintance." Draco purred into Harry ear, sending more shivers down his spine.
"I am sorry, but today is my seventeenth birthday and my family has the entire day booked."
A small smile graced Draco's lips, "Perhaps another time then."
Harry nodded and smiled in response, leaving the three Malfoys to watch his retreating back.
"I take it you plan to court him, my little Dragon?" Narcissa already knew the answer to her question.
"Yes mother. Even in this stink ridden place his sent screamed of power and purity. None of the submissives at school or abroad have even come close to him. I wonder if he has any other suitors that will need to be, taken care of."
"Doubtful dragon, today is the first day he is considered of courtable age." Lucius answered his son, "However I do think that you should make a claim as soon as possible. The Bronwen family may not be as old or powerful as ours but they are very wealthy and very well respected. And you are quite right about that boy's scent, exceptionally powerful, though I am not certain on what type of submissive he is."
"We shall think of a plan later, my little dragon, but for right now I would prefer to leave this establishment." Narcissa gracefully turned towards the clerk, "Send a payment slip to our Manor."
The clerk stuttered a reply as the Malfoy family departed.
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Harry entered Flourish and Blotts and found his parents in the medical section, 'big surprise there,' he snickered.
"Ah Harry, you were able to find us," Galen said, Harry shared a knowing look with his mother, "You have a half an hour to give us any five books you would like."
Twenty minutes later Harry had found, much to his excitement, four books, " Ssspellsss for the Paresssltongue ," any books written in Snake Language were difficult to find but very interesting, "A Comprehensive Listing and Explanation of every Magical Profession," chosen because Harry had no clue what he wanted to do after his NEWTs, "500 Magical Destinations to See: Where, Why and When to Go," chosen because wanted to continue traveling, "An Investigation of Dark and Light Magic: Good vs. Evil? Or Misunderstood?" chosen because he didn't believe any type of magic to be good or evil and so wanted to read up on what scholars theorized.
Deciding that he might as well choose a NEWTs study guide, Harry headed to the study aids section of the store, accidentally running into someone and successfully knocking them on their arse.
"I am so sorry," Harry said as he bent down to help the girl to stand, also retrieving some of the book she had dropped while trying not to drop his.
"It's alright, I wasn't watching where I was going either," the girl smiled at Harry, rearranged the books into her left arm and offered her hand, "I'm Hermione Granger, and you are?"
Harry took her hand, "Zane Bronwen. I see that you are carrying some study guides. I am looking for one on NEWTs Would you by any chance know the best one?"
Hermione smiled, "Of 'course," she walked over to a book shelf behind her, grabbed a rather large book and came back, handing the tome to Harry. She must have noticed the grimace on Harry's face, "I know it's rather large but it is the only one that covers every single aspect of NEWTs."
"Thanks," Harry replied, "you just saved me loads of time trying to decide on the best."
"Your welcome, hope it helps," Hermione smiled at Harry as she past him to meet her parents.
Harry returned to the medical isle where his parents were conversing with his sisters.
"There you are Zane," Necia walked over to Harry and took his books, "I'll just give these to mum and dad and then we can be off."
Adora attached herself to his left arm as Lida attached herself to his right, they began pulling him towards the door,
"Okay Zane, we have all gotten together to give you three fantastic presents." Said Lida
"First," Said Necia from behind, "To Twillfit and Tatting's for some muggle style clothes and accessories!"
"Bloody Hell!" Harry cried in dismay, "not more clothes!"