Harry stood in the foyer of an enormous house. He looked from one side to see nothing but empty space, then to the other side to see nothing but space. Turning his head once more he looked straight at Draco, his new "master" and Draco's parents. Here he would live for the rest of his life, caring for Draco. Harry was much to young to understand that merely six months ago this had not been considered acceptable in England.

"Draco, give Harry your parcels and show him where your room is, and where his quarters will be. He will most definatly need to know and learn well. After you are finished with that show him around the manor, make sure he knows every nook and cranny. Oh and Draco, do leave out the dungeon, I only want him to see it if he is stupid enough to misbehave. Now go on, I must try to contact the best trainer" Lucius gave his instructions in a strong voice and watched Draco instruct Harry then lead him careful to show his authority over the smaller boy.

"Come on, Harry, carry these, I'll show you where I sleep, and where you will sleep. Oh we will have so much fun together! Your so much more interesting that Dobby. Oh I know! I'll race you to my room." Draco took off very quickly forgetting Harry didn't know where Draco's room was.

Harry tried to keep up with Draco, but it was so hard. He had been in a cage with barely enough room to turn around, now he had finally gotten a chance to use his muscles. After much running he finally saw Draco at the end of the hall. Panting he walked up to him and tried to smile.

"What took so long? I've been waiting forever. Just lay the bags on the bed. This is my bedroom, your bedroom is across the hall. I expect you to wake me every morning at 8 a.m. except Saturday where I am to sleep as late as I want. After I awake, please lay out my clothes and draw my bath. These things will never change. Understand? Good! Now check out the rest of the house." Draco talked so excitedly. The blonde simply smiled at Harry with his grey eyes dancing.

Draco showed Harry every part of the manor that day. Then Draco took the time to teach Harry a few more daily routines that were to never change unless Draco specifically ordered them to.

"Draco time for bed." Narcissa called out from the window of the kitchen. She smiled smugly at her husband and sat down on his lap softly. "You know honey, Draco shouldn't be the only one with a servant. If we could afford three more... Well lets just say you and I would spend more quality time together." She affectionly nibbled on his ear. "Pretty please."

"I'll think about it.... What would they do for us? We have the house elves." Lucius rolled his eyes at his wife's silliness.

"Oh come on Lucius, those nasty things have been outdated for months we need the newest hippest thing if we are to be the favored family for the 8 month in a row." Narcissa nuzzled against his neck. She like Draco had many tricks up her sleave for getting what she wanted.

"Ok Harry, you turn down my covers, then I get into bed, you give me my dragon... Don't look at me so funny!" Draco commanded glaring at Harry. "As I was saying, then you pull the curtains together and go into your bedroom. I'll ring this bell if you need anything ok?" Yawning Draco stood before Harry in his pajamas.

Harry pulled down Draco's covers and watched as he got into bed then Harry handed Draco his dragon and walked over to the window. He looked out of it "Draco?" an mphed reply came from Draco. "Draco may I... well has life always been this way? Have you always had someone to tuck you in at night and do all these things?" Harry looked over to see Draco asleep and left the room. Harry got into his bed and pulled his covers up to his chin. Sighing he wondered where his own parents were, and why he had been left for this life.

Author's Note:

awwwww I love little Harry and Draco sleeps with a stuffed animal hehe! Sorry for the long time between updates, work's been CRAZY! Wal-mart is going supercenter AHHHHH