Chapter 2: Traveling with Royalty

it was later than Harry thought it would be once he finished in the bank. "What's next?" he asked. He didn't want to think too much about the Lordship thing right this minute. He did have some ideas he would run pass Elsa a little later. After all, who would be better to teach him about etiquette and other such things than actual royalty? He knew there would be differences, but it was still probably a good starting point.

"It's lunch time. After that, we have to get you some new clothes and that should be it for the day. We already got things regarding the plane flight taken care of. You got a passport at Gringotts, correct?" Elsa asked.

Harry nodded as he looked at it again. He was surprised how fast the goblins were able to get one made for him. It was official and real, but it was still surprising how fast they got it ready. He didn't even want to think how long it would have taken otherwise.

"I'm surprised we need this. You said you had a private jet you flew in on," Harry said more to himself.

"We still have to go through customs and security. It's just they actually come to us instead of us having to go through the regular way," Elsa answered.

"Soooo. That means your passport has your real name on it," Harry said.

Elsa nodded.

"Wouldn't that blow the whole cover thing?" he asked.

Elsa looked to him and asked, "How many monarchs do you know by their full name? British Royalty doesn't count in this case."

Harry thought on it, but he didn't know any. He probably didn't even know all of the British Royal Family by full name. "What about your last name? Wouldn't that give it away? I'm sure people know your parents."

"True, they know my parents, but they don't know me. They won't really know me until the official public introduction is made that I'm the Crown Princess. That won't happen until I'm 16 or 17. It's not like they'll really know how to pronounce my last name or that it is exactly the same as my parents. As far as they're concerned, I'm the daughter of a really rich family from Arendelle with a bodyguard who accompanies me when I travel. A bit of an oddity, but not something they worry about too much. Sometimes Vitus will act as if he is a family member taking care of me for my really busy and really rich parents. That usually satisfies any concerns people have."

Elsa gave a giggle and added, "It actually works out best this way. I get more or less the 'royal' treatment, but without the fanfare. I can travel without being too closely watched this way as well. If the Ministry of Magic was actively looking for me, they might find out who I am. However, I'm not a high profile escaped convict."

Harry gave an "Ahhh…" and said, "That means it is even more convenient Black is on the loose. The Ministry will be too focused on him, or other criminal activity that might be linked to him. They won't be likely to check customs logs from a muggle airport for your name. That's if they even bothered in first place, since we have an Auror accompanying us."

Elsa gave a teasing smile as she said, "See. You aren't too dumb after all. Even if you aren't in Ravenclaw." Harry gave her a mock glare that she just giggled off. He soon gave a laugh before shaking his head.

"Do you have any preference when it comes to lunch, Harry?" Elsa asked.

He thought for a couple of minutes while they walked. He smiled and said, "Italian." He wanted something that wasn't 'wizard' food and much better than scraps of the leftovers Aunt Petunia made him cook more often than not.

Whenever the Dursleys wanted spaghetti, they would go out and leave Harry with just a sandwich. Vernon claimed Harry's freakiness would spoil the mood meant for pasta. This might have been alright for Harry, but their idea of a sandwich suited for him was two slices of bread and a little cheese. If he was lucky, maybe it would include some spread close to expiring that Dudley didn't want as a snack.

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Harry decided he liked Italian food. Caesar salad and lasagna with a side of breadsticks was probably one of the most divine meals ever! At least, Harry thought so. Sure, he loved the feasts at Hogwarts, but there was something about 'muggle' food he really liked.

As they were shopping, he discovered something else. Harry looked at himself in the mirror and moved again. He actually had to admit while he was small, he at least didn't have to tie belts and spend forever rolling up pant legs for his clothes to fit. He was in awe at the feeling. "This is what it's like to wear actual clothes that fit," he couldn't help but smile as he said those words to himself.

He got to pick out his own clothes for the most part. He did have Elsa and Vitus help with fancier clothes, but it was all good. He again looked at his sneakers. They weren't worn out anymore! It was different and his feet felt better in them than ever.

As Harry was enjoying having clothes that fit, Elsa was merely smiling and chuckling good-naturedly. She was proud the room didn't drop several degrees because of how she really felt about the matter. "I can't let this go on anymore! Something has to be done about Harry's 'family' or at least his situation," she thought coldly to herself.

It was sad and heartbreaking to see Harry so happy with something that should have been normal. The Dursleys were already on her list, but they had moved up a few places. She wouldn't take down all of Grunnings because of Vernon, but she would have to figure something out about them too. No doubt some there noticed something was going regarding Harry, but did nothing about it.

It wasn't even like the family had financial troubles or anything like that. She knew Harry had it bad with the Dursleys, but she was starting to get a better idea, even before Harry told her much of anything. Despite her actual thoughts on the matter, Elsa couldn't help but still catch Harry's good mood.

Harry looked over to Elsa and could tell something was on her mind. He decided it probably wouldn't be good to ask about it. It seemed whatever was on her mind wasn't something to spoil the mood about.

He hoped she wasn't too bored with just waiting on him to get clothes. She left for a little bit earlier to get something for herself. When he asked her what it was, she blushed bright red and said it was personal. He understood and blushed too. "I didn't think she would need to get underwear. Wouldn't she get that tailor made like everything else?" he thought to himself.

That was a strange conversation when he asked her about clothes and stuff while they were talking after the Chamber one of the last days of the school year.

- Flashback starts -

"Well… Everything I have is personally made for me. It's like that for the whole royal family. We can't really wear brands. It would be advertising if we did, and unfair to other companies. After all, what kind of advertisement campaign could compete with, 'The Royal Family chooses our clothes!' Nothing really can," Elsa told him.

It was really weird hearing things like that from Elsa. Harry was still getting used to the idea one of his best friends was in fact a princess who would one day run an entire country. Even harder to believe, was how powerful and wealthy said country was.

"No brands for anything?" Harry asked.

"Nope, no brands for anything. We get brandless versions of things we like," Elsa told him.

"What about music then? Like CDs and stuff?" Harry asked. The whole thing was weird, but it was also interesting. Elsa was interesting in many ways to him.

"We get that stuff kind of discreetly and keep it to ourselves. Though most of the music I usually enjoy is well… live," Elsa said blushing. It was normal for her, but it almost felt like she was showing off when she talked about it out loud, even if she was answering a question.

"That's definitely the best way to enjoy music. After your concert in the Weasley's garden, I don't think experiencing that kind of music any other way works," Harry said with a smile. Elsa smiled and gave him a hug after he said that.

- Flashback ends -

"Something wrong?" Elsa asked quietly from next to Harry.

He blinked a few times.

Harry cleared his head and replied. "Nothing's wrong. I was just thinking about everything. It might be a little more difficult than I thought keeping what I know about you secret from the others. I'll be able to, no worries, but finding out you're a real princess and about your powers… Those are really big secrets."

Elsa looked a little downcast, "I'm sorry you have to do this for me, Harry. I wanted to originally wait another year or two before telling anyone. I was planning on telling those I wanted to know the truth in person and around the same time with each other."

Harry shook his head. "Don't be sorry. Your secrets are pretty big and important. It makes sense you aren't easily willing to tell others. I know it's got to be tough on you too." He gave a chuckle. "I bet if Malfoy was in your place, he would have stood on top of a table his first day at Hogwarts and shouted it to everyone and expected them to bow before him in return."

He laughed a little harder as he added, "He'd probably be all like 'If you don't bow before me, Prince Draco Malfoy, I'm telling my father, King Lucius Malfoy, on you."

Elsa giggled to that. "He'd probably have a full-blown procession follow him everywhere. Trumpets and all," Elsa said and Harry laughed as they both pretended to blow horns in announcement of 'Prince Draco Malfoy'.

Elsa played along because she knew that was how Draco was. He was only tolerable and friendly when he wanted to be, and that was only with people he felt would benefit him to know well. It annoyed her a little when she heard some people quietly gossiping about her and Draco somehow being a cute couple.

She didn't get it. She was nice and friendly to him. She was like that to a number of people though. Why was it people decided she was somehow meant to be with Draco? Was it because they had hair close to the same color? Is it obvious, because she's upper class too? How was that enough 'evidence' to overlook the fact he would only be interested in a relationship with her, because it would improve his status? It was even worse and more obvious to her how wrong that idea was, after she learned what Harry and Ron heard when they sneaked into Slytherin last Christmas.

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Once they were back in the Leaky Cauldron, Harry went to his room while Elsa and Vitus left for their hotel. As he lay on his bed thinking, Harry was surprised to realize it was just last night he accidentally inflated Aunt Marge and met the Minister of Magic. It already felt so long ago to him.

He was even more surprised he would be flying to another country tomorrow. He'd never flown in a plane before, and he was excited about it. He wondered what it would be like compared to flying a broom.

It would also be his first time in a different country. He didn't count going to Hogwarts as actually being in Scotland. No, going to Hogwarts counted more as going to a different world to him. It was just that different from what he was used to until his first year at the school.

Despite everything, Harry was already sure this would be his best summer yet. It just had rocky start. Now, he would get to spend time with Elsa. He would get to fly on a plane, and he would get to see a new country.

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Harry woke up that morning after not really getting much sleep. Despite his lack of sleep, he was perfectly energized and wide awake in the good kind of way. He turned to Hedwig who returned yesterday and said, "Good Morning, Hedwig! Sorry to wake you up, but could you meet me at Arendelle Palace?"

Hedwig seemed to give him a curious look as she hooted in question. "Well you see, Hedwig. I'm going with Elsa today. I figured you would rather fly there on your own, than sit in a cage on a plane," Harry said to his owl.

She hooted in agreement and went back to sleep in the meantime. "Okay, but I think you will probably have to wake up after I leave. Someone else might need this room and I'm sure the Ministry of Magic doesn't want to pay an extra day just for an owl," Harry said cheerfully. The owl chose to just ignore him as she slept a little longer.

Harry went downstairs smiling and feeling much more energetic than he probably should be at this hour. It wasn't his fault honestly. He was about to fly on a private jet and spend the rest of his summer living in a Palace! That was on top of staying with one of his favorite friends and her sister. He was really looking forward to meeting Anna properly and getting to actually know her too. Meeting her after arriving at the train station wasn't really proper in his mind. It was nice meeting her, but it was just a very basic meeting since they all had to be somewhere.

He was wondering if he would also meet Elsa's friend Kristoff over the summer. He heard about him from Elsa. He seemed like a likable guy, once Harry got over the fact she knew another guy really well. Harry only hoped the boy wouldn't be too protective of Elsa and Anna. Kristoff, from what he heard, was strong and smart in his own way. He was also fiercely loyal to his family, which the boy counted Elsa and Anna among. He was perfectly fine with being around magic and wouldn't find it a problem.

As all of these thoughts raced through Harry's mind, there was a knock on his door. The dark haired boy opened it up. He was ready for Elsa's hug this time and caught her. He had almost forgotten how much he liked her hugs until meeting her yesterday morning.

"Good morning, Elsa!" Harry greeted cheerfully.

"Morning, Harry. Did you sleep well?" Elsa asked as she stepped back from the hug.

Harry gave a nervous chuckle as he said, "Nope, not at all! I was too excited about today's trip. I've never been flying on a plane before. Especially a private jet!"

Elsa gave a musical giggle as she said, "Worst-case scenario you can sleep on the plane. It's a little over a three-hour flight to Arendelle. If that somehow doesn't work, I'm sure it won't take long before Anna tires us all out." Elsa giggled again.

It seemed she was in a really good mood as well. Maybe she was really looking forward to having him over for the summer? Harry hoped that was the case. He did feel a little bad springing this up on her suddenly.

"When you say all of us, who do you mean?" Harry asked.

"All of us. You, me and herself," Elsa answered with a laugh which Harry joined in on with her.

She then sighed. "Unfortunately, I will be busy with classes the next two days until the late afternoon or evening." She was bummed by this. She wanted to have plenty of time to show Harry around, but his request was on rather short notice, even if it was still possible for them work it out.

Harry gave her a comforting smile. "You can help me get used to Arendelle Palace after your classes then. How big is it anyways? I was also wondering if there were some nobility or etiquette classes I could take? Gringotts pretty much confirmed I was wizarding nobility. The Potter's weren't just very influential, but regular people."

"Is that so?" Elsa asked rhetorically. She was in thought. Harry gave her a questioning eyebrow. Elsa smiled and said, "If you want, you can start lordship lessons."

She then gave a devious smile. Harry found it rather entrancing oddly enough.

"Our instructors can make you into a lord that Draco Malfoy would be stumped by, if they had the time. At the very least, you would have to study hard and come to Arendelle as soon as your birthday passes over the next couple of years. Unless you can work something out to have them visit you at Privet drive."

Harry liked the idea of being able to out lord, Malfoy now that he thought about it. He thought of all the good he could do with such ability. "I like the sound of that. I could help the wizarding world in so many ways. I would of course be by your side whenever I could be. So many things that could be done though." He was surprised how after a sleepless night, he took a shine to the idea of being a lord. Maybe he just realized it was inevitable and decided to make the best of it.

Elsa's heart actually fluttered hearing him say that along with his admittance to actually being wizarding nobility. She had a feeling he was, but no actual proof. Even if his family was old, there was a possibility they could have lost their titles and status at some point. They could have still been well respected and wealthy despite having no titles. She had to try really hard not to let her excitement show at this realization. It was a really long way off and maybe she was jumping the gun, but she couldn't ignore what Harry being nobility meant when it came to potential relationships.

She also really liked this ambition of Harry's. She laughed out loud as she said, "Careful, Harry. You might be mistaken for a Slytherin with that line of thinking."

Harry gave a chuckle as he said, "I have it on good authority Slytherin's attributes aren't really that bad. It's just the people in the house that have given them a bad reputation."

Elsa gave a grin as she asked playfully, "Is that so? Who is this person?"

Harry grinned as he answered, "She's a princess from a very powerful nation. She's also the smartest girl I know and she can really pull off some amazing things when she wants."

"I think I like the sound of her. You'll have to introduce me to her sometime," Elsa replied jokingly.

Harry and Elsa tried to hold in their laughter as long as they could. It didn't take long for one of them to give up and laugh out loud. Elsa miraculously held her laughter in a full second longer than Harry.

While Elsa and Harry laughed, Vitus and Bellick held watch and smiled to one another. Bellick was in a very good mood himself. He was going to visit his sister soon. He already sent her an owl telling her this. She was excited he was coming to visit and even more excited he was with Princess Elsa currently.

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Harry was impressed when the airport came into view. The place was massive! There were so many jets taking off and landing. The place was surrounded by chain link fences. He was actually a little disappointed when they went to a different entrance and to a smaller gated area. "Makes sense. I guess. I mean we are taking a private jet and not one of the commercial airliners," he thought out loud to himself.

It seemed Elsa picked up on his slight sadness. "Sorry, we aren't going through the main airport. Our flights were already set up before we added you, Harry."

Harry shook his head before he said, "I'm a little bummed, but it isn't a big deal. I'm also excited to see what it is like to take a private jet!" He turned to Elsa and gave her a smile as the security gates opened for them.

Driving to a private jet in a car was pretty cool too, Harry had to admit. They were actually right by part of the tarmac and he could see all kinds of planes waiting nearby as really rich people climbed on-board them. It wasn't long until they came to a hanger with a jet inside waiting for them. The pilots and the staff were giving them smiles as the car came to a stop.

"It is good to see you in one piece, your highness," all of the people said, before bowing to Elsa.

"I trust your journey went well?" the head of the staff asked as he looked into Elsa's eyes.

"It was, Gjur," Elsa said with a confidence Harry wished he had in his own dreams. She gave them a smile and a nod in thanks. As she boarded the jet, the staff all bowed to her.

Gjur then turned to Harry and asked, "Was the drive to your liking, Lord Potter?"

Harry nervously scratched the back of his head as he said, "Ummm… Yes, it was… Thanks for letting me on board." Gjur gave him a smile and a nod as Harry made his way onto the plane.

Once he was seated, a beautiful, sun tanned and tall woman with blonde hair came to him after speaking to Elsa. "Hallou. My name is Hilde. I verl be your Vead Flight Attendant for thiz trip, Lord Potter. If there iz anything you vant, feel free to ask or press de button." She indicated to a button with a human icon holding a tray.

Harry gave a nervous chuckle as he said, "I'm not really a Lord yet… Just call me Harry." The Flight Attendant gave him a lovely smile and a nod before going back to the front. He tried really hard not to stare at Hilde too much. He then looked over to Elsa and his mind gave him an image of an older and somehow even more beautiful Elsa. In this image, everything around her was dull and blurry. Harry blushed wishing he knew what to make of it all.

Unnoticed by Harry, Elsa was watching the way he reacted to Hilde. She had to admit there was a part of her that was a bit jealous. "In a few years, I'll be just as beautiful if not more," she thought to herself. She pushed those thoughts out of her mind. It was unqueenly to think such things, even if she couldn't fully help it and she totally agreed with them.

Despite her earlier thoughts, Elsa decided she wanted to sit right next to Harry for the flight. She thought about giving him some space at first, but that was out the window now. Elsa stood up and probably tried to show off the curve her body had, even if it wasn't too pronounced yet.

She felt some satisfaction when she noticed Harry staring a bit before shaking to clear his head as she sat down right next to him. "I decided I wished to sit next to you for the flight," she said. Harry wouldn't have any say in the matter, not that he cared to have any argument with this outcome.

Hilde came back with their drinks and was a little surprised when she noticed the Princess was sitting right next to the boy. If she didn't know any better, she would think Princess Elsa was being protective of Lord Potter for some reason. "Vour drink, my highness," Hilde said with a smile as she handed the Ginger Ale to the Princess. Elsa gave her a smile and a nod in thanks.

"Vour drink, Lord Potter," Hilde said with a strong but beautiful accent, in his mind at least. Harry thanked her while he blushed. It was a little odd Elsa didn't really seem to have too much of an accent compared to Hilde he briefly thought. Elsa had only a slight, barely noticeable, accent.

Elsa looked over Harry curiously. Based on his reaction to Hilde, she wondered if he had a thing for accents. There was an embarrassing part of her that thought to test it by purposefully letting her accent slip more. It was a very silly thought, but it was there nonetheless. If she hadn't grown in confidence, thanks to her training with Vitus and her time at Hogwarts, she might start to really dwell on such thoughts. It was difficult at times being both a Crown Princess and a teenage girl.

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As their flight continued, Harry decided to ask a question that had been on his mind since meeting Hilde at the start of the flight. "How come you don't really have an accent?" he asked Elsa. It would make sense for her to have one, since English wasn't the native language of Arendelle.

"Probably because I've been taking English lessons for a really long time. And my instructor is British," she answered as Harry nodded. He remembered again that Penny, Bellick's sister, was the English tutor for both princesses.

Elsa was then in thought for a moment. "Accents are actually rather subjective in a way."

"How so?" Harry asked curiously.

"You see yourself as speaking normal English. If you were to visit America, you would think they all had an accent. However, to them you would be the one with the accent. The same goes for Canada or anywhere else they speak English. Even in Arendelle, where a great many of the people love to speak English regularly, that still applies. It doesn't matter to them that English is a best a second language. You will still be the one they see as having an accent," she said.

"I've never thought of it that way before," Harry admitted with a thoughtful look as he took a sip of his drink.

Harry was again in thought. "Now that I know you are a Crown Princess. I have to wonder why you kind of go with us on our crazy ideas? You've made your disagreements apparent to us, but you still go along with it or even help us out," he said.

Elsa blushed to that. "I'll admit that is a fault of mine. I am a future Queen. However, I'm also a regular girl. Before Hogwarts, I was only really friends with Anna and Kristoff. There is a part of me that wants you all to see me as a friend and not a future ruler. I sort of act accordingly to those wishes," she said.

"I can get that. But even when we're smuggling dragons?" Harry asked with a slight smirk that caused her to blush again. Harry wasn't sure if he was just noticing it more or what, but he really liked getting her to blush. She was really cute when she did.

"Well... I mean... I see that as an exception anyways. Dumbledore may be very powerful and well respected. But even he would have to do something after learning his groundskeeper, who isn't even allowed to use magic, is illegally raising a dragon next to a school full of kids," Elsa said.

"Huh... that actually makes a surprising amount of sense," Harry said with a thoughtful look.

"There is also the fact I kind of need to keep my being royalty secret, as we have discussed. If I were to pull rank too often, I feel it might lead to questions from you all," Elsa replied in a way to hopefully bury this discussion.

"What about when it came to the troll?" Harry asked. It seemed they weren't finished with it yet.

"I was really close to using my powers then to save Hermione's life, but you, Neville and Ron showed up like heroes right out of a fantasy book," Elsa said giggling a little as Harry blushed.

"You three arriving made it so I didn't have to expose my powers. I was even less willing to do so then compared to now. We had known each other for only a couple of months by that point. It didn't matter I already saw you all as close friends," Elsa finished on a more serious note.

"There is something I've decided for while you are visiting Arendelle. I will pull rank if needed for you to comply," Elsa started after a moment of silence.

"Sounds serious. What is it?" Harry asked.

"While you are in Arendelle around the palace, you will be referred to as Lord Potter by the staff," Elsa said.

"Why is that?" Harry asked uneasily. He didn't really like that idea. He wasn't a lord yet and he kind of wanted to usually let people just call him Harry, even after taken up his title.

"Etiquette and manners are only part of being a lord. You need to have the confidence as well. Before you can out lord Draco, you need to be used to having people call you Lord Potter. Otherwise people might not take you seriously as a lord, if you keep telling them to just call you Harry. You don't have to always insist people refer to you that way or act stuck up. However, you need to show you are used to such treatment and know it is necessary and expected in some situations," she explained.

"I can see your reasoning. I'll try to go with it…" Harry said with a frown.

Elsa held one of his hands quickly and smiled to him as she said, "That is all I can ask of you. When it comes to your friends, you don't need them to really see you as Lord Potter all of the time. I'd be really hypocritical if told you to do that, considering I'm not practicing the same myself."

Harry smiled to her and blushed at her holding his hand. "I feel much better about that," Harry said.

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Despite wanting to stay awake the whole flight talking to Elsa, Harry eventually drifted off to sleep. Not all that unexpected given he didn't really sleep last night. Harry didn't notice it himself until he was jolted awake by the airplane landing on the tarmac. He looked around blinking a little as he fully woke up again.

Elsa gave him a playful smile as she said, "Welcome to Arendelle. Sleepyhead."

Harry might have given her a frown in return, but instead he looked outside the window. "Wow!" Harry said as he looked outside into what was the early evening, though it was still rather bright outside. He guessed that made sense. They were further north and it was summer.

He could see mountains in the distance and rolling grassy hills in the immediate vicinity. It was very green, especially for an airport. He also saw what looked like some old castle walls just outside the airport's boundaries.

"It is too bad you didn't wake up a little sooner. It is rather beautiful really. This used to be an old port Arendelle used. That's why there's that castle wall like that. Some time ago the land seemed to rise above the water a little and this port was no longer used. There are some 'explanations' as to how this happened, but I'm pretty sure it was an ancestor of mine using magic of some kind. I don't know why though," Elsa said to Harry as he looked outside.

"That's interesting. Have you found out a lot about your ancestors with the gift?" Harry asked.

"Some. There's still a lot of reading material on the matter in the Royal Family's personal archives I need to look through," Elsa said.

Harry watched as the plane taxied to where they would deboard.

"We will actually leave the airport very quickly. Since I am the Crown Princess, we will be given special treatment and priority. Our bags will go straight into our car, which is waiting for us with the engine running," Elsa said. Harry nodded to show he understood her.

"It is getting late here and we have a bit of a drive to the palace. We are about three hours ahead of where we were," Elsa further explained.

"It might be a good thing I didn't sleep last night in that case. Otherwise I might never fall asleep tonight," Harry said with a smile as Elsa giggled while placing a gloved hand to her lips. Harry found it really cute when she did that. Were all girls like this? Or was Elsa just this amazing?

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Harry wanted to look over everything in the car they were taking. He had never been in such a fancy limousine before. He had never been in any limousine before. He did enjoy it a little, but then he drifted off again.

When he woke up, they were in the Capital City of Arendelle. He was a little worried he might have gotten too much sleep due to his naps and still might not fall asleep that night. He did get to enjoy the view of the city now at least.

"Tomorrow you can get a proper look at Arendelle. There is an old harbor right by the Palace. The view from the Palace is amazing! It isn't too bad being confined to it really," Elsa said.

"Will I have to meet your parents and everything tonight?" Harry asked. He was starting to feel nervous. He wasn't sure how he would react to meeting the King and Queen of Arendelle.

Would he make a fool of himself and get kicked out? Maybe they would decide Harry wasn't worthy of breathing the same air as the future Queen of Arendelle. Was Elsa's father going to give him the whole overprotective dad routine? He could literally send an army after Harry!

"Don't worry about that. My parents are too busy tonight. They do usually go out of their way to have dinner with Anna and me, but we are arriving rather late. My parents and Anna should have already finished dinner. We'll be having something quick tonight. No feasts meant for royalty I'm afraid," Elsa said with a laugh.

"Fine by me. I'm knackered. Anything too fancy tonight might end up with me face first in it," Harry said with a chuckle.

"When we arrive, don't worry about your stuff. It will be taken to your room while we eat," Elsa said. Harry again nodded. This was really going to be something. Harry hoped he didn't make too much of a fool of himself during his stay. He wanted to really enjoy the rest of his summer.

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Dinner may not have been a feast for royalty, but it was still impressive for Harry. Elsa had given him a very brief tour considering how tired he was. Elsa was leading him to the room where he was staying, when suddenly a red and blonde streak cut them off.

"You weren't thinking about having Harry go straight to bed without saying hello to me first? Were you?" Anna asked.

"Actually… Yes. It has been a long a day and I figured you would have already turned in for the night," Elsa answered.

Anna frowned to that and gave a pout. "There's no way I could go to sleep this early. Especially when we have a guest!" she said giving a smile.

She turned to Harry and grinned brightly. "Hello, Harry! I can't believe I get to see you again before Hogwarts," she said.

"Hello Anna," Harry returned. He then gave a yawn and blushed a little.

Anna giggled and smiled as she said, "You can go to bed now."

Harry managed to give a tired chuckle as he said, "Thank you, your Highness."

Anna pouted to that. "Unless you call Elsa that as well… This is your warning," she said.

"Duly noted, Princess Anna," Harry said before giving a tired bow.

Anna rolled her eyes as Elsa giggled. "I'll let you two off the hook this time. I'm sure you're both very tired," she said before shaking her head and going back to her room.

Elsa looked to Harry and the two laughed again. Harry was sure this would be a fun summer.

A/N: Hopefully this chapter wasn't too much of a drag. I originally had this as part of the previous chapter, but it got to be way too long. I also felt it couldn't fit with the next chapter for much the same reason. The next chapter still needs some work, but hopefully it won't take too long before I feel it can be posted.

I actually wrote Harry's visit to Arendelle a long time ago, since I had planned for it starting with the first book. That meant a lot is already written, but it is also a bit of a mess in some ways with all that has happened and changed since I first came up with it.

I also kind took this as a bit of a chance to answer some of the questions people have asked about Elsa's behavior in going along with the others as much as she does. I also couldn't help but sort of show why I am not having this be a Elsa/Draco pairing (Which from my experience is actually the most common HP x Frozen crossover pairing, despite what some people have claimed).

I don't have a problem with that pairing, but I don't see how people think it would work in this story. I guess they "accidentally" forget Draco himself more or less showed he only liked the idea of being with Elsa for selfish reasons. She is pretty and he feels she would really improve his family's status and his personal status at Hogwarts.

I'm not trying to be too mean about it. If someone really wants to tell me why they would be a good pairing in this story, tell me. I wouldn't mind the discussion and seeing their reasons. Just remember... I can't really reply to guest user reviews.

See you all next chapter.