The Missing Prince

Rated T*for now*

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters or anything like that.

Warnings: contains slash pairings meaning boyXboy and what not. If you don't like it leave. Dumbledore Bashing, Language

Authors Note: Ah someone pointed out my choice in doing the overused soul mate idea among other things. I know it is but I love it so much I had to use it. Plus any other option of keeping them together didn't work well in the way I wanted it too. But hopefully this doesn't turn out into the same soul mate idea you read about in every story…no promises. This story is slowly coming together but it's far from over. I'll update as often as I can but well, life happens. A lot of you want Harry to top and well I'll try but it's going to be hard and no promises Harry just doesn't seem like the type to top, in my other story he's top though but here…well we've got a long way to go.

Huge apology I messed up big time. I got the ages all wrong and confused since I kept changing my time skips. In the last chapter Draco was turning 9 not 8 and Harry was 8 and Blaise was 9. My other big mess up was Blaise's last name. I was so used to seeing Zambini that even though I have all the Harry Potter information printed in this huge book beside me I didn't bother really reading his name and skipped to all the good stuff. It is Zabini Thank you sapphyredragon-rn I didn't even notice. Now I will go through that book. On another note; no Blaise is not oc all the other nice happy Blaise's you read about who love everything and whatnot they are oc my Blaise is exactly as he is in the book, Arrogant, sorta mean, and well he doesn't mince words. Even though he is a background character and watches from the sidelines I've got plans for him! And though Blaise may change there will always be that underlying tone to him. Again I am so sorry! It might happen again but if I mess up please tell me it helps me get better at this.

Finally, here is chapter even with the character you've all been asking for.


Chapter Seven: His Name Was Sirius Black

"How was the party with the Malfoy's?" Blaise looked over at his mother who was sprawled across the couch. Husband number three was nowhere to be found but he knew that somewhere in the house was the carcass of some unnamed donor to his mother's vault.

"It was fine." Blaise stood still, "I met Harry Potter. Turns out the Malfoy's really did adopt him."

"Oh how nice." His mother took a long sip from the wine glass in front of her, "Be sure to make friends with that boy."

"Why? For his sizable wallet?" the only response he got from his mother was a leery smile. "I'm going to bed. I'm tired."

"Ok." His mother turned back to the fire. "We're going to have visitors for a while so stay out of sight"

Blaise didn't respond simply turning around and going up the stairs to his room. His mother was always like this. She always acted like she was intoxicated when he knew it was just a show. It wasn't like she was mean and hit Blaise. No she would never hit the son of the only man she ever truly loved. But she treated Blaise a little better than she treated a piece of furniture; as if, he wasn't really there. He could swear that sometimes she forgot about him; sometimes she would walk by and see him sitting in the living and pause for a second before remembering who he was. But that was better than the times she brought someone home.

It was a well know fact that Ms. Zabini wasn't exactly a saint when it came to the task of keeping her legs closed. She was more comparable to what muggles called a gold digger. Except she didn't wait for her husband's to die so she could move on to the next one. No, she simply did the reapers work for him and after a couple of years all her husband's could be seen on their death beds with a lovely Ms. Zabini standing right beside them. Blaise had no idea how she kept getting away with it; maybe it was because his mother was arguably one of the most beautiful witches in the world. Even so, Blaise would have preferred if his mother just did what normal mothers do.

He stopped at his room and opened the door before quickly entering and closing it. He didn't bother with the light; he preferred not being able to see. He shed his clothing as he walked to his bed deciding tonight wasn't a night to put on sleeping clothes. No one ever came in his room. No one was going to see what he looked like. No one would care.

After lying down Blaise sat awake for a while. His life wasn't terrible; he had a home, food, and extra things. He wasn't beaten, starved, or degraded. But why did he feel like his life was unbearable; like he would be better off dead. Maybe it was from the lack of physical affection; the touch from Harry Potter was the first time he'd been touched by someone else in a caring way in years. Maybe it was the lack of emotional affection; the last time he saw his mother truly smile at him was…when? Of maybe it was the loneliness, being lonely was a fate worse than death. He was so alone and just craved something, anything. And maybe Harry Potter; a boy who had defeated death, could be the one to give it to him.


Draco walked with Harry back to his room. Harry was being strangely quiet and when he came back with Blaise he did little more than sit down and stare at his plate. He didn't know what Blaise did but he knew he would get him the next time he saw him. Except Blaise didn't say much the rest of the evening either; and when it was time to go Blaise didn't leave with his usual veiled insult he just said goodbye to everyone and walked to the floo. It was strange and stranger Harry said bye before walking back to the room. He was grateful Blaise was the last guest so he could follow him but he was confused.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Draco asked once the door was closed.

"Nothing." Harry walked in and sat on the couch by the fireplace.

"Don't lie to me Harry, I know you better than that." Draco sat beside him, "I'm here to listen to your problems. How can I help if you won't allow me to?"

Harry looked up at Draco's words and suddenly felt bad. It was Draco's birthday and he was worrying about someone else instead of making sure Draco had a good time. "I'm sorry Draco. I didn't mean to worry you."

Draco took Harry's hand and held it against his cheek, "It's fine but remember that I'm always here for you. I'll never go anywhere. Now tell me, what happened today between you and Blaise."

Harry looked away before speaking, "It wasn't anything big. He just told me I was really immature, that I craved attention." Draco was about to interrupt before Harry continued speaking, "And I realized he was right."

"What?"

"I've never been treated like this before. I've never had so many people who love me; who don't judge me. And I realized that I wanted it to stay like this. I never had the chance to act like a child; and maybe I'm acting like it now." Harry suddenly felt really embarrassed. "Is it so wrong of me to want to act my age; despite all I've been through?"

Draco pulled Harry into his arms feeling happy when the boy did not object. "Don't listen to Blaise, he's an idiot. And there is nothing wrong with the way you act; the rest of us are just too mature for our own good. We should all be acting the way you do. Sometimes I feel like I don't act my age. I feel like I act the age of someone twice my own. I think I've only met three people who are doing life right."

"Who?" Harry asked curious.

"Vince, Greg, and well you." Draco grinned when he felt Harry laugh.

"They do act like children huh?"

"Maybe that's why you get along with them so well." Draco smiled before he felt Harry pull away. "Harry? What is it?"

"I almost forgot to give you your present." Harry jumped up and ran to his wardrobe digging around in the back. He grinned in relief when he pulled out the small red case. He hurried back to Draco's side before handing it to him. "Here Draco. I paid for it with money from my vault and mom helped me pick it out."

Draco accepted the gift wrapping an arm around Harry before opening the case. Inside was a ring; it was platinum with a large bright green emerald that matched the eye color of his most important person. He noticed a small diamonds situated on each side of the emerald and he could feel the magic radiating off the ring. He wasn't good at magic yet but he could tell that there were some protection spells as well as a spell that would make sure he would never lose the ring and one that would make it grow as he grew. Though he knew he would never be taking it off.

"Harry, this is gorgeous." Draco put the ring on his finger looking at it in the light of the fire. The green stone glowed brighter than ever. "Thank you." He said whole heartedly pulling Harry into a hug.

Harry grinned when Draco said he like it. He was happy; at first he didn't know what to get Harry but Mom said that he should get Draco a ring. When he asked why she said it would be important in the future but for now it was something sweet and thoughtful to give him since Draco practically had everything else. She helped him pick out the ring saying that Draco's favorite color was green and the emerald would be perfect. They had gotten words inscribed inside but they wouldn't show until Draco needed to hear them the most.

Harry wrapped his arms around Draco sighing. He couldn't be happier. He wished times like these lasted forever.


Two Years Later

Harry ran into the living room where his mother and Draco were sitting down. "It came! It finally came!" He jumped into Draco's lap causing the larger boy to laugh and take the letter being waved around in his face.

"Oh well, it's about time Harry." Narcissa smiled reaching out to accept the letter from Harry. "Now let's see what it says," Narcissa grinned, "Oh yes Harry Potter will be going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"That's great Harry!" Draco hugged the boy in his lap, "Though I always knew you were going to go. I don't know why you were so worried."

"Well you got your letter weeks ago! I was scared that I was going to have to stay behind while you went off and had fun." Harry pouted.

"It's because your birthday was three days ago Harry. You know you can only go to Hogwarts when you turn eleven and you've been ten up until three days ago." Draco ran his hands through the dark burnet locks that while still unmanageable were unbelievably soft.

"Pft Lucius has been looking at Durmstang Institute in case Harry didn't get accepted. Worried warts the both of you, Harry you take too much after your father." Narcissa grinned. "I'll go tell your father the good news. You guys go get dressed this good news needs to be celebrated. I'll call Severus now."

Draco couldn't help but smile at Harry's grinning face. "I'm so excited! We'll get to go to school together! I wonder what house I'll be sorted into! Oh we get to go shopping! I can't wait to get my wand!" Harry continued on settling into Draco's arms. His hand interlaced with Draco's showing their matching rings. For Harry's birthday Draco had returned the gift but unlike his silver ring Harry's was gold with a bright red ruby being the jewel of attention surrounded by diamonds. It was more feminine than Draco's but Harry thought is suited him. It wasn't until they both had their rings that their father yelled out angrily that Narcissa had gotten them promise rings. When they looked confused he explained that the rings they were wearing were promise rings and he proceeded to hunt down his wife to get her to explain things. Their mother was much calmer and told them it was a symbol that they were already bonded or to be bonded to someone else, like her wedding ring. Lucius was off yelling about how they were too young and evil manipulative wives. But Draco had calmly said he was ok with this and that Harry was his anyways, it was just a symbol for everyone else to know. Harry of course was more than happy with his ring having never received a gift as nice as this one.

"Yes that's all good. Just make sure you don't get placed in Hufflepuff, not only will father kill you but I will be mortified at having been matched with a Hufflepuff." Draco cut him off, "Imagine what Uncle Sev will do?"

"What if I'm Ravenclaw?" Harry imagined his uncle's reaction at hearing he was a Hufflepuff.

"That wouldn't be too bad, but I don't know if you have the brains." Draco teased, "Though I get the feeling you're more of a Gryffindor."

"Why?"

"Well just like Malfoy's are Slytherin through and through, Potters are…well they are Gryffindors." Draco shrugged and it was true Potters were descendents of Gordric Gryffindor himself; they were the physical embodiment of bravery, daring, nerve, and chivalry. Malfoy's on the other hand, while not descendents of Salazar Slytherin were indefinitely a Slytherin family; like the Potters they embodied ambition, cleverness, cunning, resourcefulness, and pure blood heritage. The only families more Slytherin than theirs was the Blacks, and the Princes; but with both of those lines dying out the Malfoy name was at its all time high.

Harry remembered how Uncle Sevvy and their parents spoke of Gryffindors and wasn't so sure he wanted to be one, "Will you still want to be with me if I'm a Gryffindor?" he asked.

"Of course I will Harry. What makes you think that you being a Gryffindor will make me not want you?" Draco had an idea where this was coming from but needed to hear it from Harry.

"Well," Harry paused suddenly feeling ridiculous, "Uncle Sev and Papa say that Gryffindors are terrible, the whole lot of them. That they don't think about anything they do and they're all dreadfully loud. And that Gryffindors and Slytherins don't get along."

"Well we don't know if you're going to a Gryffindor; but if you are we'll just work it out. It's going to be fine. No one is going to toss you away because you become Harry Potter Gryffindor Golden Boy or something." Draco grinned.

"And I'll stand beside you even if you become Draco Malfoy Slytherin Ice Prince." Harry stuck his tongue out at Draco.

"Hey!"


Narcissa walked into her husband's study, "Oh Lucius you'll never believe the good news-"She paused when she saw her husband talking to a man seated in the chair, "Oh I didn't know you had guest. I'll come back later."

"No, Narcissa I'd like to introduce you to someone." Lucius waved his wife forward. She walked hesitantly remembering the last man her husband introduced her to and once at his side she turned to look at the man fully. "This, my dear, is your cousin, Sirius Black."


Ten years ago Sirius Black was convicted for the murder of Lily and James Potter along with eleven other wizards. He had no alibis and there was no case, because the chaos of that time he was able to be put in Azkaban without so much as anyone knowing. The newspapers of that time of course went crazy with the story and made up the details that were left out. Some said Sirius Black was jealous of James, some said Sirius Black was actually a dark wizard, and some said he was just crazy. Only two people knew what really happened that day; and with one of them in prison and no one believing him, Dumbledore had gotten away scott free.

At least he thought so until news hit him that Sirius Black was released from Azkaban. Someone with a lot of power had convinced the Wizengamot to pardon him of all his crimes and place everything on a recently caught Peter Pettigrew. Dumbledore knew it wouldn't be long until someone found out what really happened that day in Gordrics Hollow. The only he thing he was positive would be ok was that Sirius Black wouldn't be the one to tell what happened. The memory block he put on his mind would ensure that everything from that night was just a fuzzy unclear memory and the more he tried to remember the more pain he would be in.

Dumbledore leaned back in his chair. "Soon Harry Potter will be within my grasps." He ran a finger down his beard, "Everything is going according to plan. It won't be long now."


Sirius followed Narcissa and Lucius down the hallway towards the boys. He didn't know how Lucius got him out, he knew it must have taken some time and many favors must have been called in but somehow Sirius was free. He was happy he was free but he knew he could never go back to how his life used to be. He'd been through too much and lost too much to ever go back. He'd been in prison so long he figured he might as well spend the rest of his life rotting in there with no hope to return to the outside world. He didn't even think he could handle the outside world. He was incredibly happy when Lucius had taken him straight from Azkaban to St. Mungos where the Malfoys own private healers were waiting for him. He didn't look like death anymore but he didn't look healthy like he did before he went into Azkaban. He knew he would never be the man he was before he went in but he didn't want to be stuck in the same spot forever. He wanted to walk on his own and he knew it would take some time. It would take a lot of time and someone with patience to help him but he wasn't worried about that now. He would forget about all that until it was important.

He followed Narcissa into a room where a blonde tuff of hair and a brown tuff of hair peeked out from behind a couch set in front of a fireplace. Giggling could be heard along with whispers from both boys.

"Draco. Harry." Narcissa called walking towards the couch while Sirius stood back near the door; he suddenly didn't know if he was ready for this. "There is someone we'd like you to meet."

Sirius watched as the blonde one, Draco she called him, stood up first. He looked just like Lucius when he was in school. He wondered if there was even any Black blood flowing through him until he saw the grey blue eyes turning towards him, ah there it was. Then he saw the boy pull a shorter burnet haired boy to stand with him. This boy had a huge smile on his face and was holding Draco's hand. He looked just like James did, the unruly locks, the glasses, and the tanned skin. Again he wondered where the maternal blood even got to show until the boy opened his eyes and looked at him. There it was Lily's mark on him, the bright green eyes. He had to take a step back to steady himself and felt a reassuring grip on his arm from Lucius Malfoy.

"This is Sirius Black, my cousin." Narcissa began, "And your godfather Harry." Every watched Harry's reaction except Draco who was now watching Sirius.

Sirius wondered what Harry would do, probably nothing. He wouldn't remember the times Sirius snuck into his room when he spent the nights at the Potters house and held him. He wouldn't remember when he played blocks with him on the floor. He wouldn't remember when he carried Harry around to see the leaves changing colors or when he played with the boy in his animagus form. No there was no way Harry could remember all that. The time they had spent together had been so short but it was the only happiness Sirius was able to draw from during his particularly bad nights at Azkaban. When the air was so cold and not even turning into Padfoot and hiding under the board of a cot could give him warmth those memories did.

Sirius found his legs and moved away from Lucius before walking towards Harry. Once he was close enough he kneeled down on the floor so he was near eye level with Harry though the boy was a little taller them him. "Hey Pronglet, it's been a long time." He didn't know what to say and figured that was good enough.

He couldn't express his shock when Harry leaned forward and wrapped his arms around Sirius' neck. "I have someone too." Harry kept saying into his neck.

Draco watched Harry hugging his second cousin and wondered if he should do something. He was at a standstill. He knew who Sirius Black was; everyone knew who Sirius Black was. Did this mean he was going to take Harry away? By law he could especially if he was here now; he knew his parents would never bring an escaped convict into the house so he had to have been pardoned. Draco wanted nothing more than to take Harry from his arms and hide him away but he could tell how much this man meant to him. Severus never failed to tell Harry stories about his real parents. They had established that when Harry was young so he would know that he had parents and that they died for him. As a child that's a lot to take in but what was harder yet was trying to get Harry to separate the fictional parents he grew up with to the real parents that he was only able to spend three months with. Harry did say he had foggy memories of a happier time but it was inconceivable that he could remember who his parents were at such a young age. Harry still cringed when he saw pictures of them and wasn't able to talk much about his life before the Malfoys. Severus was unwilling to delve into Harry's mind to see what his fake parents did to him they all knew the discussion of Lily and James Potter was one that would have to be put off for a while. Draco was pretty sure his parents had warned Sirius about this and hopefully he wouldn't talk too much about the parent issue. He wondered what the explanation for him being gone all these years would be.

But before Draco was allowed to think on it any further his mother placed a hand on his shoulder and pulled him away. "Let's give them some time together."

"So they can talk about what?" Draco asked not moving. "There is nothing for them to talk about and I have to ensure that he doesn't say anything that will distress Harry. I'm not going."

Narcissa wanted to argue but one look from her husband had her biting her tongue. Draco was right, Harry wasn't good when things came to his parents and she knew that that was all Sirius knew to talk about. It was best to watch their meetings until they got to know each other a little better. "How about we all go have lunch?" Narcissa offered pleased when Harry extracted himself from Sirius to grab Draco's hand. "You two go wash up. We'll meet you in the dining room."

Harry was about to leave before looking back at his godfather. It was still strange for him to think he had one of those.

"I'm not going anywhere Harry." Sirius guessed that the boy needed reassurance that he wasn't going to run away.

Harry nodded before turning and allowing Draco to pull him to the bathroom. "Did you see him Dray? That's my family."


Sirius sat on the ground for a while before breaking down into tears. He felt Narcissa rush to his side and wrap her arms around him.

"Sirius! What's wrong?" she cried patting his unkempt black hair.

He turned and looked at his cousins, "I've been gone for so long. I've missed so much. I don't even know what to say to him. I could only hug him and tell him I'm here." He watched her grey eyes studying him, "I can't even talk to him about his parents because of what he's been through! What do I say?"

Lucius decided to step in before a breakdown happened, "You're doing fine Sirius. The only thing that boy will ever ask of you is to hug him and tell him you are there for him. Be a solid point in his life now and make up for the time you were not able to be there for him. If he needs to cry and lend him your shoulder. If he needs to laugh than do what you do best and provide him with a smile. And if he needs to vent then sit down and give him your ear. You are his family and one of his last remaining ties to his parents. He will never ask anything of you. All you have to do is do what you've been doing all these years."

"Do nothing." Sirius whispered bitterly.

"No, give him the one emotion he still does not understand." Lucius paused, "Just love him."


A/N: yay Sirius Black oh I love that man. And he is finally here. I like how helpful Lucius is and I'm not sure how Harry's reaction will be when he learns who Sirius really is. I think he's more excited at the fact that he has someone who he can call a part of his family. Gryffindor through and through that boy is not thinking things through. As for pairings…well I don't know if Sirius should get with anyone or if I should bring Remus in. Alas where is my muse when I need her…I should hunt one down.

Again I'm really sorry about all my mess ups I've been more focused on getting my life together but I shall give this the attention it deserves. Thank you again sapphyredragon-rn I owe you one and in return if you want to see something in the story I will gladly add it in somehow…so only you get a special request. Seem fair? I apologize profusely and if anyone see's any other things messed up please please tell me!

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