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Chapter 9
With a groan Harry opened his eyes. He was once again in the infirmary. His pendant was gone but Draco was beside him and he was sure his blonde companion had it. As he looked around a familiar figure strode in, Lucius.
"Drac, can I have my pendant." Harry asked softly, poking him.
Draco had been napping and opened his eyes, looking at him with a smile before slipping his pendant on, "That idiot tried to take it again."
"Tried to take what?" Lucius asked, looking at the two boys.
"Harry's pendant." Draco replied, not giving Harry a chance to.
Lucius' eyes narrowed angrily, "He should know better." He looked at Harry, "Let me see it. I'll make it so he can't touch it." A bit hesitantly he handed it over. Lucius didn't take it anywhere, he simply pulled out his wand and cast a spell on it before handing it back, "If he tries to take it again he won't be happy." He said with a malicious smile, "He shouldn't even be here but I heard what you did Harry. I understand it as well. As disgusting as it is there have to be some Mudbloods around."
Harry smiled weakly at him, "Lucius?"
"Yes?" He replied.
"Why did you give this to me?" He asked, fingering the pendant.
He closed his eyes for a moment, as if debating whether he should tell him or not. Finally he spoke, "Your father wanted me to give it to you. He had it made for you when you were a baby."
"My father?" He whispered, "You knew him?"
He smiled slightly, "Of course. Enough questions, I'll show you a picture this summer. I have to be going, since it's almost the end of the year I trust that you'll do well on your finals." He said, looking between the two boys before walking out.
Draco sighed, "Should I have told him that finals were canceled?"
Harry laughed softly, "Nah." He groaned softly, "What about Dumbledore? Is he still here?"
"Yeah, he came back." He said morosely, "He was by earlier this morning, said he'd be back later."
Harry rolled his eyes, "Where's Veneficus?"
"Back in the dorm, he wasn't happy when you fell on him, was hissing at you." Harry blushed, "I'm happy I couldn't understand him."
Harry laughed softly. They spent the rest of the afternoon talking with only a brief interruption by Dumbledore. He wanted to know what had happened in the Chamber. Harry had told him, only leaving their conversation out. Once again he asked to see the pendant and once again Harry refused. That evening Harry returned to their dorm only to fall into a fitful sleep when his head hit the pillow. He awoke in the middle of the night, covered in sweat. He had dreamed of screaming and death. With a whimper he crawled out of bed, slinking over to where Draco was sleeping.
"Drac." He whispered, shaking him gently, "Drac wake up."
Draco groaned and rolled over, "Harry?" Upon seeing the distress in his friend's eyes he sat up a bit, "What's wrong?"
"I had a nightmare." He whispered, looking down a bit ashamed.
He pulled the blankets back a bit, "Come on, get in." Harry scowled, "I forgot, I bet those muggles never let you share their bed when you had a nightmare, sometimes it helps." Harry nodded and crawled in next to him, snuggling against him, "Better?"
He nodded, "Thanks Drac."
Draco smiled and hesitantly kissed his forehead causing Harry to blush, "Sleep now, ok?"
Harry nodded and snuggled against him, falling asleep almost immediately. He felt safe and secure curled beside Draco. From that night on Harry took to curling up with Draco, he found it easier to sleep and nightmares no longer haunted him. Of course no one else knew that they were sharing a bed since no one came into their room unless invited. Finally it was time to go home. Harry couldn't wait for Lucius to show him a picture of his father. He was excited to find out about his father, he wanted to know more and since Lucius knew him he figured he could find out more from him. He wanted to know his heritage, wanted to know about the people he came from. Draco had told him about his family and their lineage and now Harry was curious to know his as well. He hoped that Lucius could tell him. When they arrived at the station Lucius wasn't there but Harry's uncle was again.
"Where's your father?" Harry asked, looking at Draco.
"He said he had some things to take care of some things but that mother would be here." He said looking around.
Uncle Vernon huffed and made his way over, "Come along boy." He growled, grabbing Harry's arm.
Harry tried to pull away and Draco stepped forward, was about to speak when a blonde woman walked over. She was slim and tall, quite pretty, "I suggest you remove your hands from him." She said in disgust, "If you do not I shall call the authorities."
He narrowed his eyes, "Stay out of this woman. He's my nephew and I shall be taking him home now."
Her eyes narrowed and Draco swallowed hard, she was obviously his mother, "He is not your nephew and you will be leaving him alone. If you do not then I shall call the authorities." She said calmly.
Harry's pendant had begun to glow; it obviously didn't like Vernon touching him. He jerked back and Harry took that opportunity to back up with Draco, Veneficus hissing angrily on his shoulder. Draco's mother motioned for the two boys to come with her, not seeing a problem with Vernon's behavior. Harry looked back for a moment to see his uncle looking petrified after them.
Once they were safely away she stopped, smiling at Harry, "I'm Narcissa."
Harry smiled back, "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"The pleasure is mine." She replied, "Shall we go home? Lucius and I have something for both of you."
They looked interested and couldn't wait until they got back. Lucius greeted them with two small boxes and a book, "First of all." He said before they could even walk in, "Before I give you each a small present Harry has to learn about his family history and Draco needs to find out who he's betrothed to, in that order. Understand?" They both nodded, "Good. Let's go inside." The four of them went inside and Lucius ordered Harry to take a seat, "Draco, go with your mother while I explain some things to Harry."
Harry chewed on his lip for a moment, "What do you need to tell me?"
"Now, I have a feeling you've been fed misinformation by that Muggle-lover Dumbledore but here's what I need to tell you. Your father was and is the Dark Lord Voldemort. You are his heir and the heir of Slytherin. Your father isn't dead, contrary to popular belief, he is quite alive but we need a bit of your blood to revive him. That can wait though." He paused, watching various emotions cross Harry's face, confusion, elation, and anger.
"Why didn't anyone tell me?" He asked sharply, "Why?" Tears threatened to spill from his eyes but he held them back.
Lucius sighed, "I was going to tell you Harry but if you had known when you were eleven do you think you could have pretended not to? No, I told you know because you can handle it." He paused, "You can't let anyone know what I have told you. When it is time your father shall return but until then and even after them you must keep your lineage a secret, understand?" Harry nodded, "Good. Now, onto the other matter which I will inform Draco of after you, I'm sure Draco told you about wizarding traditions regarding marriage. It was decided that the two of you would be partners. By the way you two act together you are already on your way to being such." He pulled out one of the boxes, "This is yours, Draco shall receive one as well." Harry looked at him in shock; he didn't know what to say. Carefully he took the little box and opened it, gasping as he saw the silver band, a single emerald imbedded in it, "Go ahead and put it on."
Harry didn't have words to express how he was feeling. He had no real idea what he was feeling. Slowly he took it and put it on his left hand. It fit perfectly. Suddenly he smiled, if they were betrothed then it wouldn't matter if he crawled into bed with him and the growing feelings he was having towards his blonde friend wouldn't be looked down upon either.
Lucius smiled at him, "This book is for you as well. It has your entire family history on both sides." He said, Harry wasn't paying complete attention to him; he couldn't stop looking at the ring. Lucius chuckled, "Alright Draco, come in." He ordered.
Draco walked in and sat down next to Harry who still couldn't stop looking at his ring. Draco scowled but looked at Lucius, "Yes father?"
"I need to tell you who your betrothed is and give you this." He said, offering the box, "Don't open it yet." He ordered as Draco was about to. He smiled at Harry, "Draco, Harry is your betrothed."
Draco blinked and looked from Harry to his father then back again, "Really?" He asked softly, blushing.
"Yes, now open the box." He said calmly.
Draco chewed on his lip and opened the box, gasping at the silver ring. It was a match to Harry's. With wide eyes he slipped it onto his left hand, grey eyes sparkling happily.
"Lucius?" Harry asked, finally breaking himself out of his ring induced stupor.
"Yes?"
He gnawed on his lip, "Since my father isn't James Potter, what's my real name? Is it Harry or is that what they gave me?"
Lucius half smiled, "Harry isn't your real name but you'll have to wait for your father to tell you."
Harry sighed, "I really want to know though."
Lucius chuckled, "Patience Harry. Just enjoy your summer and read up on your family. Now off with you, do what ever it is you children do." He said with a laugh. Harry and Draco exchanged glances before running off, "Kids."