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: Welcome to another chapter of The Missing Prince! What do I have to say in this note…not much. Harry is a Gryffindor! That's sure to add some drama to this story. But for now it's time for harry to learn the truth about his past and why he's called the choosen one and all that good stuff.

Chapter Ten: Gryffindor Loyalty

Draco watched Harry step off the podium and walk to the table with the Gryffindors. He knew he should be happy but he felt a little pang of some emotion when he saw the same mudblood girl move over so he could sit next to her. Whatever emotion it was it was quickly squashed by the overwhelming feeling of anger he felt when Weasley was called and he already knew what house he was going to be in. Of course when Gryffindor sounded throughout the room he clenched his fist against the sudden applause from that table.

He was slightly comforted when Harry turned slightly panicked eyes towards him. He smiled to reassure him before resuming his glare at the grinning red headed who sat right next to the mudblood. Much to close to Harry for his liking. He was forced to applaud when Blaise was called forward and got Slytherin.

He moved over so Blaise could sit next to him and when he did he noticed that like himself the boy was watching the Gryffindor table.

"Damn, despite how much we all knew he was going to be sorted into that vile house I was still sort of hoping he would be in Slytherin." Blaise whispered to him keeping his voice low. Vince and Greg nodded in agreement.

"I think we all were." Greg shrugged. "It's going to be hard to watch him when he won't be with us all the time."

"Don't fret Greg, Gryffindors and Slytherins don't get along so naturally we'll have a lot of classes with him." Blaise smiled for his friends benefit. "Thank Merlin you guys have your own rooms. We won't have to go to the tower." He shuddered.

"Yeah but he will; by himself." Draco groaned.

Harry looked around when the hat was pulled off. He couldn't say he was surprised, but he knew he was disappointed. He wanted to be with all his friends instead he was in a house where didn't know anyone. He looked up and corrected his thought. Well, he knew Hermione and those three boys from the train and then there was…Ron.

He had completely forgotten that Draco told him the Weasleys practically dominated the Gryffindor house. He could only foresee the problems that were bound to arise.

"Well Hello Harry." Hermione greeted seeming friendly enough. She was reading a book but put in down in order to talk to Harry.

"Hello Hermione." He greeted civil enough he supposed.

"Isn't this amazing? Going to a school like this?" she asked grinning happily.

"Yes. Hogwarts is great. Though father wanted us to attend Durmstrang mother simply would not have it." Harry missed the raised eye brows of the people around him.

"Oh right, you live with the Malfoys." Hermione said to herself wondering for a second who he was referring to as his parents. "Well, I wouldn't have been able to go there but I was happy to receive the letter for Hogwarts it's more than I could have asked for."

"Why wouldn't you be able to?" Harry asked.

"Well, I'm a muggleborn, that school doesn't allow muggleborns in." Hermione shrugged not really caring.

That's why Draco was calling her a mudblood. Why didn't I notice earlier her name should have tipped me off? Harry berated himself in his head finally understanding Draco's and Blaise's actions in Diagon Alley. "Oh sorry I didn't notice. Stuff like that doesn't seem important to me."

"Me neither." Hermione turned to smile at Harry. She turned back to her book only putting it down again when Ron was called and he sat next to her.

"Well, look who's over here. Guess even the Slytherins don't want you huh?" Ron turned to Harry.

"Ron, leave him alone." Harry looked up to find Seamus the boy from earlier glaring at the red head. "You're being a prat."

"Shut up and mind your own business." Ron hissed at him, "Besides there's nothing wrong with saying what's true. He was surrounded by his gang on the train. Where are you friends now? Finally realized what a waste of time you are?"

"Ron, enough. Why are you acting like that?" This time it was Dean who sat across from Ron who was speaking. Though they were all talking in whispers it was enough to draw attention from the head table.

"You don't care that he's friends with the one and only Draco Malfoy? He lives with them for Merlins sake? They're bloody death eaters? Don't any of you care about that?" Ron's voice was slowly rising.

"He's not Malfoys friend Ron." Hermione put her book down again rolling her eyes, "He's Malfoy's soul mate." All the people sitting around them raised their eyebrows at what she said. "Seriously do none of you read the papers?"

"That's really cool Harry!" Harry turned to see one of the girls from earlier smiling at him. "I'm Lavender Brown." She shook his hand before continuing, "You're so lucky you know who your soul mate is. That's stuff the rest of us only dream about." She smiled.

"Yeah she's right. Oh I'm Parvati Patil." This girl shook his hand before mirroring the Lavender, "Oh I wish I knew who my soul mate was."

"It's so romantic!" both girls smiled at the same time before dissolving into giggles.

"Um…thank you?" Harry smiled at them causing them to coo over him.

"Do none of you care that it is none other than Malfoy!-"

"Oh shut up Ron obviously we don't care." Lavender glared at the red head. "Nothing can come between soul mates. Harry's lucky he found Malfoy when he was so young. Now they can grow and learn all about this together! It's so cute!"

"Yeah Ron, besides, it doesn't matter who Malfoys parents are, it's not like he's going to follow directly in their footsteps. And Harry is not Malfoy." Parvati shrugged, "despite the prejudices we have against them, we're Harry's friends now."

"Which means that we won't take kindly to you picking on him." Seamus spoke up getting tired of Ron's babbling.

"You guys are my friends?" Harry's voice held disbelief.

"Of course we are Harry. Us Gryffindors have to stick together." Lavender smiled swinging her arm around Harry's shoulder.

"I've never had so many friends of my own before." Harry smiled, "Thank you."

At his face Lavender quickly squealed causing the Head table to glare at them again. "You are too cute!" she grinned ignoring them.

"What the hell is wrong with you people?" Ron finally spoke again.

"Geez Ron, no one is jumping on your 'Let's all hate Harry' bandwagon so give up." Hermione said causing the red head to slump down in his chair. "Now, let's all eat before we have to head to the common rooms for the classic first year speech." And with that they all began pulling food onto their plate except for Harry because Lavender and Parvati decided it was their duty to make sure he ate.

Once they were all finished they were all told to come to visit the Gryffindor tower were after their head of house made a speech they would be allowed to roam the tower freely until curfew. Harry stood up with the rest of the first years a little panicked, but suddenly the head of house who politely reintroduced herself as Professor McGonagall told Harry that once it was curfew she would be walking him down to his private dorms. Of course all the girls squealed at Harry having private dorms and sharing it with his soul mate. Harry still didn't understand what they meant and it must have showed on his face because the second the speech was over Hermione grabbed him and pulled him aside.

"Harry, why do you act like being a soul mate is no big deal? It's like you don't even know what it means." Hermione pulled him towards a table in the back so they could talk in secret.

"In all honesty, I don't really know what it means." Harry shrugged, "no one's ever said anything and they last time someone pointed out that Draco was my soul mate before today was maybe five years ago?"

"Oh Harry that's terrible." Hermione immediately pulled out a book. "I'll explain it to you, though it seems like whoever is with you made sure you both had the rings to show you were bonded or going to be bonded to someone."

Harry looked down at his ring which glittered brightly on his ring finger. He knew that was where wedding bands went but try as he might the ring didn't fit on any other finger. He figured his mother might have something to do with it. "Yeah, I got it for my birthday."

"How sweet, from Draco?"

"Yeah and I got him one for his birthday, though it doesn't look like this one." Harry rolled the ring between his fingers as he spoke.

"Well, that's only one part of being a soul mate." Hermione had finally opened the book to the right page, "Now, tell me everything you know about soul mates."

"Just that they are like perfect together." Harry was honestly curious it seemed like everyone knew a lot more about this than he did and he didn't want to continue to remain so ignorant.

"Oh harry that's not even the beginning. Soul mates are like two halves of one soul." Her eyes took on a dreamy glaze, "no one in this world would be more perfect for you than Draco's soul. Being a soul mate means feeling their pain when they hurt, feeling their happiness, feeling their sadness. It means that hurting them would hurt more than hurting yourself. You could never think of being with anyone besides him and he could never think of being with anyone besides you. It's doesn't matter what the body is, what the age is, or what the mindset is; everything takes a back seat to your soul mate. You could never live without him and he could never live without you. It's like a beautiful dance between two souls that only happens to the privileged few that have the honor of finding their soul mates."

Harry's eyes widened, he didn't really think it was that serious. "Well, I didn't know all that."

"Hmm I wonder why they choose not to tell you about how serious it was. Maybe you two were just too young and they ended up forgetting all about it." Hermione shrugged, "but all that matters is now you know right?"

"Yeah, I guess you're right, but I mean it's a lot to take in. I'm too young for a bond that deep." Harry felt himself getting scared and he didn't know why. Draco had been nothing but kind to him this entire time so why was the severity of their actual bond scaring him.

"Hmm I guess you have a point, most people don't find their soul mates until they are in their twenties or late teens and even then most don't find soul mates at all." Hermione grinned, "There is no magical tool that can tell you who your perfect match is, and that's the limits of magic. It can't interfere with love despite the slight love potion that eventually wears off. Finding your soul mate is something you have to do and it's hard because your soul mate can be anywhere in the world. Which would explain why many people don't find their soul mates. The chance of finding a soul mate is raised when someone attends Hogwarts because they get students from all over England but it is still a slim chance. You are very lucky to have found Draco. But like I said age doesn't matter, a recognition of the souls can happen anywhere, at anytime, to anyone. That's just how it is. Being a magical being makes it easier than being a non magical being since they always pass by their soul mates and never notice. Being a wizard means that when you see your soul mate your magic helps inform you, it will make the bond for you. It's actually quite amazing actually."

"Oh, but aren't there parts of the bond that are, I don't know, meant to be completed at a more appropriate age?" Harry blushed deeply hoping that was clear enough.

"Harry you don't have to have sex with Draco right now." Hermione laughed, "You didn't have to do it with him when you first met did you? So what makes you think that just because you know the bond you'll have to complete it now?"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief he most certainly was not ready to do that with Draco, according to his father, it was painful and done in a degrading position and they should never do it at all. He didn't want to be in pain and he didn't want Draco to be in pain.

"But eventually you will. It's one of the stages of the bonding process. And since you haven't I'm pretty sure you guys can't be separated for too long can you?" Hermione guessed.

"No he can't." both students turned to find their head of house looking down at them. "It's time to go to your dorm Hermione while I escort Mister Potter down to his own dormitory."

Hermione nodded before hugging Harry a quick goodnight and following the other girls up their staircase.

"Come along mister potter, I'm pretty sure Draco is getting anxious from being separated for so long." Harry stood up and followed the teacher out the dorm trying very hard to remember the path they were walking so he could use it again. Once they reached a portrait McGonagall stopped and turned to him. "Now even though you do not live in our dorms I expect you to visit quite frequently and know that Mister Malfoy is more than welcome in the tower. Also, Severus' rooms are right across from yours so if you need anything do not be afraid to either go to him or you can find me. I am never too far." She said with a wink. "A password has not been decided but when you two decide on one you can tell the portrait and he will remember it. His name is-"

"Gordric Gryffindor at your service. Oh my it's been awhile since I've seen someone who is of my own flesh and blood. I was wondering why I was dragged up from where I sat with all the other founders." The man laughed his green eyes wrinkling up at Harry. "I was going to mad at first but to see who it is well it's fine." The man looked an awful lot like Harry. He had messy light brown hair, tan skin, and forest green eyes. "You look like me, coincidence?" he said as if reading Harry's thoughts.

"Oh um sorry?" Harry tried to stop staring.

"It's alright. Now how about you hurry inside, you mate is going feral without you." The portrait laughed once more before swinging open.

"Good night professor." Harry told her before turning and walking in. the sight that met him was one he had grown used to when he overstayed his time with someone else. Unlike Draco who would slowly lose hold of his sanity when separated for a long time Harry would only feel a dull ache, as if he ate something that didn't settle with him. It would take a while before it became too painful but Draco's advanced much faster than Harry's did. Which was why he wasn't surprised to see the blonde boy sitting in the middle of the floor staring into the fireplace surrounded by pillows which were torn to shreds. He looked over and saw Uncle Sevvy standing off to the corner looking as perturbed as ever.

"Thank goodness you are here." Severus said once he saw Harry. "Take care of that annoying brat and go to bed before eleven or you will not be able to wake up." He immediately began walking towards the exit pausing before he left, "I suggest you make a password before class begins tomorrow. Night." And with that he was gone.

Harry turned back to Draco and walked to him kneeling down on the floor and wrapping his arms around his shoulders. He laid his head down and felt relief when he felt Draco's arms wrapping around him. "What's wrong Dray?"

"I was just worried about you being up there with all those Gryffindors." Draco sighed breathing in Harry's scent, "I suppose I overreacted but I feel like my nerves are on high since we aren't home where I know it's safe. We are here in a place we don't know; we are vulnerable."

"Nothing is going to happen as long as we are together. Isn't that what you were telling me Draco?" Harry leaned back to look into his eyes. "No matter what anyone else thinks, no matter what anyone else says, no matter who turns against you, I will remain by your side until the very end."

Draco felt his heart, mind, and nerves settle at Harry's words and he smiled, "And I will remain at your side." He stood up taking Harry's hand and leading him to their room, "when did you become so grown up Harry?"

"When I got sorted into another house." Harry grinned shrugging off his robes and eyeing the Gryffindor patch that decorated his breast pocket. "But you know, they aren't so bad."

Draco grinned, "Well they are a very loyal pack; much to headstrong and foolish, but loyal nonetheless." He took off his own and hung it in his wardrobe unlike Harry who tossed his aside. "You're going to ruin your clothing." He chastised.

"It's fine. Besides it gives the house elves something to do." Harry grinned, "It's meaner to take their job from them and leave them to do nothing but be useless all day."

"But a Malfoy knows to never rely on something that might not always be there." Draco countered.

"I though Malfoys have no interest in manual labor."

"Malfoys have no interest in doing that something that would provide strain on the body and ruin their sleek physique." Draco raised an eyebrow, "I don't think lifting clothing is going to ruin mine or yours anytime soon. And you remember what mother said about house elves."

"Yes yes, just because they are there doesn't mean we should overwork them." Harry sighed bending to pick up his robe.

"Exactly, they have to clean up after those disgusting sloppy Gryffindors not to mention cook the food for all who reside here, they have much more to worry about than an ignorantly lazy little boy who refuses to put away his clothing."

"There, it's put away. Are you happy oh slave driver Malfoy?" Harry walked to Draco and leaned against him, "making me do things that are useless task."

"I am merely helping you obtain success." Draco raised a hand to run through Harry's hair.

"How?"

"A Malfoy leaves no trace behind."

"Cheater."

A/N: ok we're back to the original length of the chapters which is about eight pages on Microsoft. I think one of the chapters was 12 but I only make them longer when I can't find a good place to stop. I wanted to make the Gryffindors like Harry because that is how it starts off. I'm not sure if I'll be able to write some animosity between Harry and his house because I don't see why there would be anyone. They aren't all as thick headed and mean as Ron is, and well most of the Weasleys.