Plot: Two months after the battle in the Department of Mysteries, Harry is grieving over Sirius. Depressed due to life in general, will Harry make it? Will trust be gained? Will love conquer all? On the eve of his 16th birthday Harry receives a letter that will change life as he knows it, forever. Can enemies get over their differences for the greater good? Will all fall apart?
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, the characters or the places, except the characters and places I invented. J.K. Rowling owns all.
Chapter 8 - "Malfoy Understanding"
Sebastian Snape apparated from Surrey to Wiltshire. Still smiling at the fact that he finally got to have his nephew in his life, he looked forward. Soon, him and Severus and I will become a family. Plus with the addition of the Malfoys I'm sure. I just have a good feeling about the young Malfoy. Before him stood Malfoy Manor. A beautiful piece of land that has been in the family's possession for well over a thousand years. During the Golden Age when Merlin, Morgana and the Founders were all alive. This is going to be one shocking affair. I do love surprising people. But firstly, we must lay the trap. Young Draco is going to love Harry's reaction. Hell none of the Malfoys know I am a Snape, or the fact Severus was capable of having a child. Him of all people! Hadrian Harold Snape, Heir to the Ancient and Most Noble Houses of Potter, Black, Prince, McGonagall and Snape. Lord of the Ancient Houses of Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. Heir of Merlin and Morgana. High Prince of the Elves. Though he doesn't know about the last one yet. Avalon is home to the Elven Kingdom. Lovers of all magic and all nature and elementals. What I do find interesting is nobody knows outside of Avalon and its Allies what we truly are. Yes, we're descendants of the great bloodlines, but its been kept a secret that Merlin and Morgana were born with creature blood running through their veins. Both happened to end up as one of the greatest wizards and witches of all time due to the Elven blood that ran through them. Elves are incredibly powerful beings; being able to control the Elements. My nephew. Such a good lad, received the Elven gene from his both parents. It's wide known that the McGonagalls had Elven blood but us Snapes kept it hidden. Have to be careful with who we tell. That's going to be another VERY long conversation with Harry and Severus. Speaking of which I have to get to Gringotts in a few days. Its hard to believe what life has thrown at us when taking in our ages. Overall I couldn't be happier. And having the pleasure of being the Commander of the Royal Guard and Knights of Avalon. It is my duty to ensure the safety and protection of Her Majesty and Her Majesty's Court, and the Royal Lines. Another tale for later. Time to train and spread the word to our Allies. Walking up the path, he reached the front entrance to the mansion. Placing his wand on one of the large doors and pushing his magic into the door to alert the family of his arrival.
Lord and Lady Malfoy were currently in the Conservatory admiring their son and heir as he played on the ancient heirloom. Watching his fingers delicately glide over the keys of the piano. During the middle of him playing Lucius felt the wards alert him of a visitor. Ah, must be Sebastian at last. "Draco, we have a visitor. Go wash up before our luncheon, please." Draco gave his father a questioning look before getting up off the bench and replied. "Yes, Father. Shall I meet you and Mother in the dining room?" "That shall suffice. I'll make sure Bippy and Dobby have your pumpkin juice and treats for dessert," his father announced before escorting his wife out of the room.
"Master Snape, welcome back to Malfoy Manor, sir!" Dobby said excitedly. "So good to see you, its been many years." The elder man smiled. Oh how I've missed this place. "Hello Dobby, Master Elf of the Manor. I see you haven't changed one bit. I hope time has treated you well. Now, I'm here on a time constraint, sadly. My schedule is completely full and can't have a minute wasted. Can you take me to Lucius and Narcissa?" The house elf bounced with eagerness and excitement; jumping on Sebastian to give him a hug. "Yes of course, Master Sebastian. Dobby would love to show you to Master and Mistress." Grabbing the wizard's hand, Dobby apparated them to the dining room. "Master and Mistress be in the conservatory with the young master. They shall be here in less than ten minutes. Would Master Snape like Dobby to get him a drink or treat while he waits?" "That would be great, Dobby. A glass of merlot and some biscuits would be lovely," said Sebastian. After returning from retrieving a glass of the finest merlot and biscuits, the wizard sat quietly, and pondered over how he should break out the truth to the Malfoys regarding Hadrian, the Prophecies of Old, eventual inheritances, Severus being Hadrian's real father, and how the Malfoy family stands. Speaking of said party. The Malfoys had entered the dining room and took their seats with the exception of Lucius; who noticed the visitor first. Lucius walked over to Sebastian and pulled the man who was like a brother to him. "It's good to see you, Sebastian. Welcome back! You know my wife, Narcissa. And I do believe the last time you saw Draco was when he was still a baby." Sebastian smiled and looked between the two parents, admiring their work. "I'm surprised that you have kept such big secrets for so long, my friends. Especially about myself." Looking towards the teenager sitting down next to his mother he introduced himself, "Good afternoon young Master Malfoy. As you have may have already guessed, my name is Sebastian. Lord Sebastian Snape, Commander of Her Majesty's Guard and Knights, Duke of Lancaster, and brother to one, Lord Severus Salazar Snape of the Most Ancient and Noble Houses of Prince and Snape." Draco stared at him with wide eyes, bulging from his head and a gobsmacked expression on his face. "Unc-Unc-Uncle Sev has a brother? You CAN'T BE SERIOUS! Wait, does he know if the Priory, if you're alive?" Sebastian nodded, "He believes me to be dead or the fact that your family isn't loyal to Voldemort. Severus has heard of us in folklore and tales of old but that is just it." Draco looked stunned with a searching expression. "Hold on a second… Your ears! You have pointed ears, the way your hair is pulled back. You're from one of the Elven clans? The Snapes have elf blood in their line?" Sebastian smirked. "Way to pay attention, Draco. All descendants of Merlin and Morgana are of Elven Blood. Not too many people know that Merlin and Morgana were Elves, or better known as magical beings who possess the purest of blood and natural powers. Elves are pure beings who have a love of nature and are naturally strong in elemental magic like the Veela. Elves were one of the original magical races to be created. Along with magical creatures like the Veela, Harpies, Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, etc. The Old Myths suggest that how we came to be as a society today was through crossbreeding with muggles. How big our magical citizenship is mainly do to the number of muggleborns, half bloods, and purebloods who all abided by the old laws of procreation. We expand our families and society as much as we can. But to be clear just because we were the first with magical ability, we as Elves believe in unity and love, and equality all across the board. I'm not saying we fight to make the world just a place for purebloods. We make it our mission to fight for the greater good of this planet. To help make this place more pure and not corrupted. So to take all this in, almost all the 'pureblood' lines are all of Elven descent. They just hide it well, and everyone else as far as bloodlines, they had 'bred out' the elf genes long ago. So when wizards and witches come of age on their sixteenth birthday their inheritance kicks in. On your birthday in a few weeks you will come into your inheritance and become a true elf. Now there are different kinds of elves. You have the High Elves, that come from the oldest bloodlines. You have the Wood Elves that live in the forests, which is the majority of the Elven population, and you have the House Elves that you see as in your homes. Lastly, you have the Dark Elves who turned to the evil and want corruption of all. The Dark Elves currently are low in numbers do to the Purge when the High Elves exiled them in the Dark Ages for the safety of the magical world. It wouldn't surprise me if they are backing Voldemort. They practice just Dark Magic and Elementals. Mainly the Dark and it has engulfed them. Taken control of them where all they want is death. So it wouldn't surprise me if a lot of the Death Eaters are Dark Elves in disguise. Overall, Elves exist to keep balance and ensure the protection of the magical races. Moving on, I'm here to train you in our ways." Draco had an awed expression on his face. I think I blew his mind. Haha. "I'm an Elf?" he asked. The Elder Malfoys smiled as they withdrew their wands, waving them in front of their faces. Cancelling the glamors put in place. "Pointed ears! You both have pointed ears!" Draco squealed. Lucius smiled and replied, "Yes son, your mother is my mate." "Mate?" Draco questioned. "Yes, all Elves have a mate. When you come of age you will gain an increase in powers, sight, hearing, beauty, touch, and you will gain the beginnings of being able to wield elemental magic. Now speaking of your mate, one of the main duties of the Elves outside of protection is procreation. There are two types of elves, dominant and submissive. These labels only are put to use in who will carry the children. Since your Mother and I know of your preferences, this applies to you. There is a male submissive. The submissive in a same sex Elven couple will gain a womb during the inheritance. In order to tell which role you play it depends on what scent you pick up when searching for you mate. If you happen to pick up a sweet scent, you are the dominant. If you pick up a musky, cinnamon scent you are the submissive. With the Elves you can choose your mate, so if something unlucky happens like a mate dies you can move on later and choose another. The first step is the "Recognizing of Scents" which tells you the compatibility of the two. Secondly, is the "Courting." Thirdly, is the "Consummation" where you will be married and consummate you bond. Linking you two to each other in every possible way." As Lucius finished his explanation Draco had gone pale. Before he could ask if his son was okay Draco had fainted. Sebastian smirked, "That's one hell of a way to take it all in." Lucius returned the smirk as well as he joined his wife to take care of Draco. Lucius levitated his son back to his room with the other two following close behind.
Severus Snape woke up from his nap with a massive headache. Getting up off his couch, he went to his potions cabinet to grab a headache relieving potion out. The professor downed it fast and immediately felt better. This had to be a nightmare. Just a dream. I think I'll go make some tea and read a new book. Going into the kitchen he grabbed some biscuits and made some of his favorite fresh chai tea. Taking his tea and snacks to the sitting room he picked up a new potions book he purchased from off his shelves and sat back on the couch. Next to a cozy fire. When he gazed over to his left to grab his cup of tea he noticed the letter from earlier. Well at least I know I'm not bloody insane. Harry Potter is my son. A part of you is still with me. A part of us lives. We have a son. I miss you so much Lils. In the middle of his meditations an owl swooped through the window and perched on the corner of his table, offering a letter our. Severus untied it and the owl flew out in a flash.
Dear Severus Snape,
You are hereby asked to be present at the reading of the Last Will and Testament of James and Lily Potter and the Last Will and Testament of Sirius Orion Black at Gringrotts on August 18th at half nine in the morning. We look forward to seeing you, my lord.
Sincerely,
Ragnok
Potter Gringotts Account Manager
"That blasted dog! Why in the hell would he want me at his will?" After taking in everything for a few minutes he decided on what he would do. Grabbing ink, quill and parchment he wrote a letter to Harry. "Alright my boy, here's to hoping you will accept me and we can start fresh. Binky!" A house elf popped into the room. "Binky, can you please take this to Mr. Harry Potter wherever he may be residing at?" The elf smiled and nodded, "Yes Master."
After a few minutes Lucius revived Draco. When the young Malfoy came back to reality he smiled. "I apologize for passing out on you guys. That was a lot to take in, but I'm very happy. And I already have a feeling who a potential mate is." His mother squealed, "WHAT! DRACO MALFOY YOU BETTER TELL ME NOW." Draco replied with a smirk, "And that would be telling. I have a feeling but I have to wait until my birthday." His father looked at him proudly, while his mother smiled and Sebastian smirked. "Okay Sebastian. You're gonna have to stop. You look way too much like Sev when you do that its scary." "Where do you think he gets it from?" Sebastian teased. He got up out of his seat getting ready to leave before he spoke, "Alright, I've had a lovely time, but I must run an errand for a while. I shall return close to your birthday in two weeks, Draco. We will begin our training then." Draco smiled, "I look forward to seeing you again soon. Wait! Where are you going?" Sebastian moved to the door before looking back, "Harry told me to tell you hello, that he's sorry for being such a prat and he accepts your apology. Oh, and that he can't wait to get to know you better. Whatever that's suppose to mean." Draco smiled before realization dawned on his face. Doing a double-take, "Wait! How do you know Harry?" And with that Sebastian smiled and winked before leaving the room. Leaving the young Malfoy Lord with a dumbfounded expression.
The quidditch game had last for a couple hours and it was simply amazing. It would become one of the best memories of his life he decided. Harry never suspected, granted she was his grandmother, that Minerva McGonagall of all people would have as good as talent as he when playing his favorite game. I mean, Grandma has to be at least in her eighties? "Hey, Grandma?" Harry asked before landing on the pitch. "Yes, my boy?" "Who did I get my flying skills from? I mean I wouldn't be surprised if you said you!" His grandmother smiled and replied softly, "Outside of me? Believe it or not, your father. He was Slytherin's House Seeker all his years at Hogwarts just like James!" At hearing this Harry brightened up. My father, the greasy bat of the Dungeons played quidditch? "That's awe-" he tried to finish but was cut off by the sound of somebody apparating and the sight of a large barn owl. Standing in front of them was a house elf that was wearing green clothing like that of Slytherin House. As the elf bowed, the owl released its contents that flew to Harry. The young wizard caught the letter and turned his attention to the elf. "Hello there, my name is Harry. What's yours?" he asked. "Binky, young master." Harry sighed and replied, "Please call me Harry, just Harry, Binky. I'm no one's master." The elf began to tear up. "Master Harry is too nice. Binky comes with a letter. Instructions from Master Snape to find you and deliver it to you, sir." Binky handed him the letter and he glanced at it for a few seconds before grabbing it and opening it. He must have read mine and Mum's letters.
Dear Harry,
First off I wanted to apologize for the way I have acted all these years to you. I want you to know that I loved your mother very much and still do. No other will ever have my love like that outside of you. To know that I have a son is very exciting for me. Lily and I always discussed having kids. And I've always wanted a son. I can't tell you I'll be the world's best parent. And I can't promise you I won't do things in public to make it look like I hate you. Because I have to protect my spying position as well as your and I's life. I would like to meet with you if I could, today in fact if you have the time. I want to apologize in person and I want to give this a shot. I've always wanted family. I can promise you I will try to be as good of parent as I can. I promise I'll try if you are willing. You can send a return message with Binky.
SS
Harry was crying. He couldn't hold it in any longer. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" his grandmother asked. He smiled and looked up to her. "The greasy bat wants to meet today. To apologize in person. To have a go at this family thing." Minerva smiled, "Its the best we can hope for." Binky smiled, "Would you like me to tell Master Snape that you expect him?" Harry nodded. "Dinner is served at half seven this evening." Harry stared at the other letter. Draco wrote me back.
Dear Harry,
I have had the most unusual day. I met someone you might know...Sebastian! He came to the Manor to inform me I am an Elf, an ELF! When I turn sixteen this month I will come into my inheritance. Until then I anxiously await. I can't wait to see you. These letters only do so much and I want to get to know you face to face. And give Scarhead a big ole hug. Oh, and by the way. "I look forward to getting to know you better" in the future as well. Hope all is well in your summer. Maybe we can meet up before term begins and go to Diagon Alley together? Let me know if you'd like to!
Dragon
Harry smiled. His grandma giving him the look of well? "It's from Draco, I'm going to go clean up and write him a reply. He wanted to know if we would meet up with him at Diagon Alley." His grandmother just smirked trying to hold back the laughter. Until later, Dragon. Father is coming.
Hey guys! I apologize for the long ass wait! But good news! My semester is finally over which means lots more writing more frequently! Hope you enjoy this one! :)