***DISCLAIMER***: This fic will eventually contain themes that may be offensive such as profanity, violence, and sex. There will be slash, D/H eventually. However my story is about much more than that, love, adventure, mystery. So, if you don't approve of such things, move along. If you don't mind it, read on at your own risk.

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Please read and review! This is my first fic., and I'd love to get opinions. I'm feeling a bit discouraged at the lack of response. I promise this is going to be an awesome story, but good stories take a while to blossom and mature. I mean I could have Draco and Harry fucking each other's brains out already, but that wouldn't be civilized, now would it? Relationships are going to crop up soon, and the plot is beginning to thicken, so please bear with me. In addition, I really value constructive criticism so please chime in. And don't worry about any French I throw in, I always translate at the bottom for those who aren't obsessive francophiles (lovers of anything French nothing etchi/hentai well unless it pertains to D/H goodness. sigh.).

Fairy Rings Can Be Rather Tricky Things

From Harry's Point of View

Chapter Four: The Other Godson

"My other Godson's name is Draco. Do you know him? I believe he's in your year at Hogwarts."

I watched her pink scarf flutter in the breeze. Peony pink. "You don't mean Draco Malfoy, do you?" I felt my innards begin to curdle at the thought of the name, and I wondered why I even bothered asking the question. No one else by the name of Draco attended Hogwarts. A little voice in my head began to scream at me. Damn. Damn. Damn.

Évelyne flicked her eyes over to me at the sound of my icy tone. Was it me, or did her mouth twitch in the faintest of bemused smirks. Before she answered, she slid on a pair of designer sunglasses. "Yes, his name is Draco Malfoy," she looked pointedly at me as if waiting for an explanation.

Well, bloody hell if I was going to give her one. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and felt it squirm ever so subtlety against my legs. I scratched absently at the window switch, and the car's motor seemed to purr in unadulterated ecstasy. Well, Évelyne had said that she'd been childhood buddies with Narcissa, hadn't she? My thoughts were buzzing raucously in my brain each little bee chanting, 'Draco, Draco Malfoy, Draco-fucking Malfoy'.

"I take it by your sudden silence, that you two aren't the best of friends." Évelyne drawled a pristine impersonation of the classic Malfoy sneer. She snickered to herself, "No, I thought not. the "Golden Boy" and Lucius' precious baby dragon? Hmm, knowing Lucius as I do, I expect he probably raised Draco to be something of an anti-Christ?" She raised an elegant eyebrow my way. "You never know, Harry, with the death of his father and the demise of Voldemort, Draco might be a very different sort of boy when you see him this afternoon."

I felt had. Here I am with this total stranger on my way to Malfoy Manor, and I'm supposed to be happy about it?

"You never know Harry." She said softly as if she heard my thoughts. "If it's any consolation to you, I don't exactly know what we are going to encounter. I do want you to know that as long as you are with me, you are safe. I give you my word on that. As long as I live, I will look out for you."

We continued in silence, no words exchanged. The drive was strangely smooth as we rode along, no bumps, no potholes. This chariot thing must be enchanted. I tried to think of anything, the car, and the scenery anything rather than wrap my mind around this predicament.

"Harry I understand your trepidation, I really do, but I want to always be honest with you. Even if not including Draco in all of this were an option, I wouldn't change it. What you must understand is that while James and Lily were my family of choice, Lucius and Narcissa are my family by blood. Lucius is my brother, well my half-brother actually. Even though he did things that I can't accept, I did love him. I want to get to know his son, my nephew "

If the car had been quiet before, it was a deathly, abysmal silence now, like a cave that human voices had never spoken in. I wanted to squirm awkwardly like child in this silence, but I remained utterly still as if that would end the dreadful pause.

"I want ever so much to know you Harry, to start making up for lost time. You wizards live such short lives. Would you prefer I took you back home to your muggle Aunt?" She asked softly, all the sounds of sweet sadness in those words.

"No," I said simply. Anywhere is better than that.

"Good. I'm glad of that. Besides I thing that the High Seleighie Court is large enough for the both of you. Believe me if my mother and I can live there without murdering each other, than you two ought to be fine."

"You don't get on with you mother?" I asked. I thought to myself I should try for the sake of this small, fragile looking woman who seemed to care so much for me. How did I feel this way about her in such a short amount of time? Was this magic?

"No, we don't. Mother and I disagree strongly about all the important things all of the unimportant things. I truly love her, and I think she loves me as much as she is able."

"As much as she is able?"

"The Fae only love those things that last forever. I'm half human, Harry, as long as I will live beyond a human; they will live beyond me. I don't think her heart can really afford to love me."

I don't know what made me ask her this, maybe it was her gentle demeanor, maybe it was the open way she spoke to me, but I asked, "Are you able to love me then?"

"Oh, Harry, I already do. I always have. How could I not? I would love you for only that your hair is as dark as night and your eyes are green as foxfire." She smiled at me. "My human nature seems to rule my heart. Everything that is fleeting is indescribably lovely to me. Tell me, Harry, what do you find lovely?" She asked and patted my knee in a reassuring manner.

I looked at her delicate profile, her pretty mouth that looked like it would taste of wine and all sweet things. I wanted suddenly to say that I thought she was beautiful, but I didn't. Was she projecting glamour of some kind? It made me tremble inside, her heart-rending loveliness. "Summer days with lazy clouds and bright sun, the sound of chirping cicadas, the deep green of the Forbidden Forest."

"The Forbidden Forest, eh? Yes, it has charm in its dark hollows and clearings. Though, I thought students weren't allowed in the forest. Are you another Marauder then?" She laughed again the sound of tinkling bells.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I grinned lying gleefully through my teeth.

"No, of course not. You don't look like the type who would become an unregistered animagi and run amuck through the halls of my alma mater?" She flashed an elfish smile that would be the envy of Puck. "I wonder what your animal is Harry."

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The rest of the ride was free of the earlier tension, and she had all but promised that she would show me how to become an animagius. I asked her to tell me about the Fae, but she refused saying that she would only have to repeat herself when we picked up Malfoy.

Speaking of Malfoy, we had finally arrived. I'm glad that he wasn't here as we pulled into the drive; I couldn't contain a stifled 'wow.' The place was too big, too magnificent I felt dwarfed, awed. The building was in the older Tudor style, wood and stone, built to last, built to impress. I felt better when Évelyne whisper conspiratorially to me, "I think the three- tiered fountain in the middle of the front grounds is a bit pretentious, don't you? Father would have died if he had been around when Lucius built it."

I fought back a laugh. Maybe this could be bearable, maybe.

We stepped out of the car and made our way to the front door. on our way to see Draco Malfoy.. Oh, bloody hell!

Coming soon, Chapter 5 Enter the Dragon.

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