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Warnings: No Slash Yet.

Author's Note: Once again, I want to thank all those that reviewed my last chapter and the chapter before that! Keep REVIEWING! And as I've said over and over again, if you have any ideas of what you want to happen, TELL ME!

I know you all are waiting on the meeting between Harry and Draco; that won't happen until chapter 6. Please be patient and keep reading. These first chapters are only to help set up the plot, and get an understanding of the characters.

I'm sure you're wondering about Harry, considering that I never said why he was locked up in his room, so this chapter you get a little more facts about him.

This chapter sorta portrays Harry as a Helen of Troy (a.k.a. The Face that Launched a Thousand Ships) and it just answers some questions you might have of Harry's earlier life.

Enjoy………

Chapter Three

The Elven Prince

The palace of the green elves was large, consisting of more than 100 rooms and secret passageways. But of all these rooms, there was only one that stood out to be the most lavish and decorated and that was the room of the prince. It only seemed right for his suit to be the best, considering that he was hardly ever allowed to leave his room unless he wore a cloak to hide his face.

It was a large square room, full of expensive gadgets and magical items. A large chandelier, though not as large as the chandelier in the Great Hall, floated at the top of his ceiling; little fairy lights illuminated from the chandelier, some glowed a silvery color and others shined a pale blue (blue was Harry's favorite color). During the day, his walls were the color of sky blue, with little fluffy white clouds painted within the blue. But during the night, the pale blue walls changed into a dark blue hue, with little fairy lights glowing randomly on his ceiling, making it look like the night's starry sky. Near one end of his wall there lies a large wooden vanity, with a wooden bench and a large mirror encrusted with gold and silver. On the opposite side of the room, there is a large floral sofa and loveseat, with a small wooden table, where he ate his supper. The room had everything he needed accept one thing; the only thing missing was windows, and that was because the king did not want to risk someone spying or looking into his son's rooms.

In his luxurious room, lying on his large fluffy bed, with his face hidden in the pillow, was a very upset prince who was trying desperately not to cry.

He hadn't eaten any of the food his father sent, and he refused to admit anyone into his rooms, including Hermione. Every ten minutes it seemed that she, his mother, or his Aunt Petunia were knocking on his door, but he just ignored them. He didn't want to talk to anyone.

After the meeting he had with his father, Harry wasn't sure he could face anyone again. He was a bit embarrassed about the way his father yelled at him in front everyone; it made him feel like a small child who did something wrong, and Harry knew he did nothing wrong. He told his father the truth- he was not going to marry anyone he didn't love.

Sometimes he really disliked his father. Harry found him to be too overbearing and strict. James always made decisions for Harry's life, while Harry had no say in anything.

It took all of Harry's willpower not to runaway from this place. He hated it here; he felt too stifled and restricted. Everyone knew that elves preferred the company of others, whether it is parties or just laughing and singing. Not to mention their love of nature and the outdoors. They enjoyed walking in the woods and picking flowers. Forcing Harry to stay inside was absolute torture for him. He wasn't sure how long he could take this.

But one day, he vowed, he would get out of here so that he could live his own life and love who he wanted.

(He didn't know how soon that would be….)

A loud knock on his door interpreted his musings.

"GO AWAY!" cried the angry prince. "I don't want to talk to anyone so just leave me alone!"

"I'm not going away until you talk to me! You can't keep ignoring those who love you and want what's best for you!" answered a muffled voice from behind the door.

Harry groaned out loud. He wished everyone would just pretend he didn't exist so that he could have some privacy to think!

He figured the only way to get what he wanted was to answer the damned door so they all could at least say he talked to one of them once. Maybe then they'd stop knocking down his door.

The young prince stumped angrily to his door and opened it quickly, admitting his uncle into the room. Then, stumped back to his bed where he hid his face in the pillows again.

"You okay Harry?" asked Sirius with concern, lightly touching his nephew's back in a soothing manner. He took a seat next to Harry's bed, looking at the young prince in worry.

"Oh yeah, I'm fantastic.! Who wouldn't be in my situation!" Harry answered sarcastically, finally sitting up to look at his uncle. "He sent you, didn't he?"

Sirius smiled sadly at Harry, "Yeah, of course he did. He figured since you wouldn't admit Hermione or Lily in your room, you might talk to me."

"It figures that he wouldn't come himself," said Harry bitterly, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting.

Sirius sighed. "You and your father have never been able to communicate well Harry. Admit it, you're both too stubborn."

"Yeah, that and the fact that he locks me in my room!" shouted the angry prince.

"Harry," Sirius said gently, "you know why. He only wants to make sure you're safe."

"And now I have to marry someone I don't love for my protection. I'm sick of being treated like a child! You two won't even let me go with you to fight the Death Eaters!"

"You're too young for that Harry. It's too dangerous for a boy your age to fight those monsters!"

"Oh, I'm too young to fight Death Eaters, but I'm not to young to get married! That's crazy!" cried Harry.

Sirius couldn't say anything to that; the boy made sense. He didn't want to admit it to James, but he didn't like the idea of Harry being forced to marry anyone. Lily and Dumbledore tried repeatedly to stop the council from insisting upon Harry's marriage. He was too young and attractive to settle down with someone so quickly, especially with someone he didn't love. But, Sirius kept his mouth closed, and said nothing to James. His brother was too inflexible to talk down from anything.

"Harry, we figured you wouldn't mind being married to Cedric. You two always seemed close." Then Sirius looked at Harry with a guilty look on his face. "It was me who suggested Cedric as a possible choice of husband."

"WHAT!" Harry looked at his uncle incredulously. How dare he!

"I figured you wouldn't mind him so much. He is an attractive young man and he's a very caring person."

"Sirius, I've known Cedric since I was little. He used to help mother take care of me when I was a baby while you and father went off to battle. Do you have any idea how weird it is too think about marrying the same elf who helped change your diapers! It's too odd."

Sirius chuckled softly, "Yeah I guess that is a bit odd. But Harry, you shouldn't have yelled at your father like that yesterday. You should've known that it would only make the whole thing worse."

"I couldn't help it! He expected me to agree to marry someone I didn't love. He and mother married for love. Why can't I?"

"Harry, I know you're sick of being told this but your parents are only trying to look after you!" Harry sighed loudly and rolled his eyes. "You're their miracle; it would kill them if some harm came to you."

"Miracle?" Harry asked, looking at his uncle in confusion.

"I'm not sure I'm the one who should be telling you this Harry, but…" Sirius sighed tiredly to himself, "before you were born, you mother was told she couldn't have children."

Harry eyes widened. No one ever told him that." What?"

"Many years ago, your mother was kidnapped by the Dark Lord. We all looked everywhere for her, but it was only until the Dark Lord let her go that she returned to us."

"He set her free!"

"Yes, but that didn't mean that he didn't hurt her while she was his prisoner. Out of spite towards James, Voldemort placed an infertility curse on her, making her barren, " Sirius said sadly.

"Then how was I born?" asked Harry curiously.

"Dumbledore performed the counter curse to the spell the Dark Lord casted, making it possible for Lillian to conceive."

"Oh" was all Harry could say. He had never been told all this. But it wasn't a surprise. They never told him anything.

"Now you see why your father and mother are so protective. They don't want you hurt."

"So because I'm the child they had when they were told they couldn't have children, I'm supposed to suffer and hide away in my room or under a cloak!" Harry said lowering his head sadly.

Sirius grabbed the sterling silver hand mirror that Harry received for his birthday. After lifting his nephew's chin slowly, he held the mirror up to prince's face so that Harry could see his reflection. Sirius smiled sadly at Harry as the young man took the mirror from him but continued to look at his face; he stared distastefully at his own reflection.

"You know why your father had to hide you away Harry," he said standing from where he was sitting near his prince's bed. He kissed his nephew on the forehead. "Though it is a shame to hide such a lovely face. But, your beauty comes at a price." He walked slowly from his nephew's room, giving him time to think and rest.

When Sirius was gone, Harry hid the mirror from his sight.

He hated mirrors because he didn't like to look at himself.

It was said often that no face was fairer than Harry's, though Harry was loathed to admit it. He didn't believe that at all. There were too many faces and too many people for him to believe that his was the fairest.

But, it was true. And the older he got, the more beautiful he became.

No one could be considered absolutely perfect. Even the handsomest man and the prettiest women had flaws, though minor they may seem. But not Harry. He was born without any physical imperfections. He was a complete mixture of Lily's beauty and James handsomeness.

When his mother and father first looked at him after his birth, they knew Harry would grow into a striking young man. Though, they weren't aware how attractive he would become.

From the age of infancy till the present, Harry practically glowed-literally glowed. His skin was pale and flawless; it emitted an ethereal light, similar to a veela's complexion. His nose was small and perfect, very proportional. Not to mention his eyes, which were green like his mother and aunt's except that his were the color of emeralds, a rather unusual but beautiful color; it was almost impossible to look into his large eyes without becoming completely smitten. His hair was a mop of the blackest, yet, adorably unruliest curls anyone had ever seen. It was thick, shiny, and exceptionally soft. Even his pointy elven ears seemed absolutely ideal, not too large and not too small. No one could compete with him.

His beauty wasn't the only thing that made him desirable. His kindness and elven charm made him stand out. He had a quiet and gentle disposition, and he was always polite and kind to everyone. It would come as no surprise that Cedric would become so love-struck with him….

It was a pity that Lily and James had to hide Harry away because of his exquisiteness. It seemed almost too preposterous to hide someone away because of something like beauty, but it had to be done….

The problems started when Harry was small, the age of seven to be exact. When the prince was seven, his mother often took him into the playroom so that the child could engage in recreation. She usually never left little Harry alone, always preferring to watch him play. However, this time was different. Petunia called for her sister in a panic, needing Lily's help with little Hermione (who was about the same age as Harry at the time) because she fell down and broke her little arm. Lily thought that she could leave Harry alone for a while; there was nothing in the playroom that could harm him, and no one would dare hurt the king's son. She was wrong.

After helping Petunia carry Hermione to the healer, Lily returned after five minutes to the playroom finding it empty, with no Harry. Like any caring mother, Lily panicked and informed James. Everyone in the elven kingdom searched the palace, but they could not find the prince. They soon had to abandon their search of the palace and began looking for him in the forest.

Following almost an hour of searching, Dumbledore returned from his investigating with a tearful Harry half asleep in his arms.

It was found out that someone from within the palace tried to take Harry and keep the pretty prince as his own. Dumbledore tried to catch the villain, but he ran off too quickly before the wizard could stop him and take him back to the palace for questioning; the kidnapper was never found.

If Albus had not caught up with the kidnapper, there was no telling what would have happened to Harry.

Though this event was most unfortunate, it could be seen as any other regrettable situation. The king and queen kept a better eye on Harry, but they didn't stop him from playing and being his happy self.

It was two years later that another unfortunate state of affairs occurred.

At the age of nine, Harry and Hermione often went out in the woods, playing and picking flowers. On one occasion, Harry, ever the little adventurer, walked off further into the woods, leaving his cousin behind. During his walk, he ran into several young veelas who were swimming in the Greenwood River. Veelas, being very beautiful creatures, only liked things that were beautiful like them. So when they saw Harry, they found him very pretty. It is no surprise they took the young boy back to their huts, thinking the he was a lost orphan. Harry went along with them willingly, not knowing they were planning on keeping him.

After discovering their son was missing again, the king and queen sent searchers throughout Greenwood to find their sweet little prince.

It didn't take long to find him, but there was a lot of difficulty getting him back. As ridiculous as it sounds, the veelas, who were always dreadfully stubborn creatures, refused to give Harry back to the elves.

After many threats from King James and several scuffles, the veelas gave Harry back to his family, hoping to make peace with the elves again.

As Harry's first encounter with kidnappers, this occasion could be considered just another unfortunate event that could have been avoided by keeping an even closer eye on the prince. But, the veela mishap had several repercussions.

After the news spread about the veela kidnapping, many elves from other kingdoms, as well as wizards and men traveled to Greenwood in order to inquire about Harry. After seeing what the prince looked like, many tried to bargain with the James, hoping to one day acquire Harry as a spouse. Greenwood was completely flooded with suitors, letters, and gifts for young Harry, who had no idea what was going on. He was only ten years old!

As things became out of control, James had to get several of his best men to watch over his young son.

But even with four elven guards watching over him, Harry found himself in trouble again.

No one knows how vampires can get in and out of a place so easily, but they always do….

Three rogue vampires snuck in Harry's room, after killing the elven guards and draining their blood and took Harry away from his home.

To say James was shocked and furious to find his son missing again is an understatement; he was murderous.

The king and several of his elves went out into the forest to find the prince. Because they rode on their swift elven horse, it only took a few hours to find Harry, who was being tied unwillingly to a tree.

After seeing his son being manhandled, James grew furious and launched an attack.

There was a little fracas between the elves and the abductors, won in the favor of the goodly elves. Though, there was one casualty- Remus, who was James' best friend and the father of young Hermione, was lost. They searched the forest for him many days, but he was not found. He was declared dead. All the vampires, except one that escaped, were taken into the dungeons of the elven palace, where they still dwell.

Though all the other kidnapping attempts in the past were awful, none affected Harry and his parents so badly. The poor prince often had many nightmares remembering what had almost happened to him in the hands of the vampires.

Even after the kidnapping, the suitors from other kingdoms continued to acquire after him. Some went as far to sneak in the boy's room to try and bribe him.

James was not happy.

To stop all the confusion and to keep Harry safe, it was decided by James and Lily that their son was not as safe as they hoped he'd be. They kept Harry hidden in his room most days and when he was let out, he was always made to where a hooded cloak so that no one could see his beautiful face.

Though, they'll soon find that even hidden in his room, Harry would find himself scrutinized by a lustful watcher…………

Okay, so this chapter was basically focused around Harry and his earlier life, to answer any questions you might have had about Harry. It may seem silly for Harry to have to hide his face but his face has to be hidden for a reason that you all will find out in later chapters!

I was going to making the warding and Dumbledore stuff happen in this chapter, but I decided it would be best if I wait and add it in the next chapter.

I know Draco wasn't in this chapter, but I hoped you liked it! Review me!

Next chapter: The plot will thicken a bit more in chapter 4! Voldemort has some evil schemes and Harry wards the forest.

I won't be updating until Wednesday of next week because of exams, but I promise to update as soon as I can!