THE ELF PRINCES MATE

AUTHOR: fantasylover12001

RATING: Hard R

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any recognizable characters of HP. I do however own this particular plot and setting so don't steal my idea without credit or permission. The bond thing isn't new, but I have tweaked it a little.

PAIRING: Draco/Harry also has Ron/Hermione and Seamus/Dean. Other couples to be decided.

SUMMARY: The attack on Surrey Village leaves it burned to the ground and Harry without a home. Now he has to decide where to go...

AUTHOR NOTES: I'm back from my break and ready to write! My writing time may be limited from now on though, as my Residential I class has this HUGE project we need to do for the rest of the semester. I also have many papers to write and projects in other classes and loath as I am to admit it, grades come first and my Economics class is a pain in the ass right now... ;grumbles incoherently about when she's going to need to know economics in art or interior design; So you guys might have to wait longer between updates from now until the middle of May. It'll only be like a week and a half to two weeks instead of every week though, so not too long. Just thought I'd warn you all now. That all said, on with the fic!

Skeet-Nope, I'm not going to answer any questions but I can say that Voldemort wasn't really looking for anyone, he was just randomly attacking Surrey because it was there.

inumoon3-Yeah, I know. But if they had kissed there, then it would spoil the first kiss I have planned ;insert wink face here;

Black Rose Black Heart-I can't kill off Draco he's one of the main characters! Plus I've grown attached to him...

theTigersFire-guess you'll be happy with this chapter ;grins;

AmeythstAquamarine-Ah, Legolas. One of my fav LotR characters. If Draco's description sounds at all like him it's purely coincidental. Honest.

Misc: My break was actually fun! If you want to hear about it (ha ha) just visit my LJ. Links on my profile.

CHAPTER 4: FROM THE ASHES COMES HOPE

Harry had lived in Surrey his whole life. Or the part he remembered at least and in those years he had never seen this sort of chaos here. Buildings were on fire thanks to the torches that the Elvin men carried and people ran in panic. The elves were merciless in their attacks and wasted no time killing anyone who got in their way. Luckily the clinic was at the edge of the village so it would take the elves a little while before they got to the building.

He had managed to get the people in the clinic who had minor injuries out and was now trying to help Mr. Flitwick into his wheelchair. The man had been paralyzed a year ago and had stayed overnight so someone could fix one of the broken wheels on his chair. The two of them were the only ones left in the building; the other healers had helped patients out or, in the case of Zacharias Smith, fled in a panic.

"Young man, what on earth is going on out there?" Mr. Flitwick demanded, as a scream startled him and Harry helped him into his chair.

"I don't know. But we need to get out of here fast," he answered, glancing worryingly out the window.

"No one is going anywhere," a cold voice said from the door.

Harry turned and froze at the sight of an elf with his sword raised. Any thoughts that these elves might have something to do with Draco vanished when he saw him. There was no way Draco could be a part of this group. This elf was dressed in black armor instead of the silver armor the blonde wore the first time Harry met him and this elf had a dark look about him that Harry never saw on Draco.

The green eyed man drew out the dagger he kept handy at his side and moved in front of Mr. Flitwick who gaped at the sight of an actual elf in Surrey in his chair.

The elf sneered at him. "A little human is going to challenge me? With a dagger?"

Harry ignored the snub and studied his opponent as he got into a stance. The man was twice his height but then that wasn't unusual, most people were, including some women. It was something that had always irked him and that Seamus and Dean always teased him about. The elf had long hair like Draco's but it was dark brown and he had brown eyes that were nothing like the warmth he was used to seeing in Draco's silver eyes. These eyes were cold and filled with malice that made Harry shiver.

Without warning the elf swung his sword at his head and he dodged just in time. Mr. Flitwick gave a squeak and hurriedly rolled his chair backwards out of the way. Harry managed to dodge the tip and parry it with his dagger. There wasn't much he could do with a dagger but he could at least keep the elf occupied long enough for Mr. Flitwick to get away and out of danger.

"Get out of here!" Harry shouted to the old man who hesitated but started to make his way for the door behind the elf. The elf started to swing his sword at the old man but Harry raised his left leg and kicked as hard as he could at his hands and then swiped his dagger at the others face. The other howled as his cheek was cut and blood started to poor from it. This gave Mr. Flitwick enough time to maneuver around him to the door. The old man was quick on his wheel chair when he needed to be.

Harry trembled but stood proud as the elf looked at him in fury, wiping blood from his cheek. "You miserable little piece of filth! You will pay for that!" he hissed. Before Harry could react the elf grabbed his arm and twisted it hard. He yelled at the pain and dropped his dagger and then stumbled when he was savagely kicked to the ground.

Harry tried to scramble back but a foot stepped on his stomach and he let out a gasp at the pressure holding him down. He panted and looked up at the elf that now towered over him and was greeted with a look of contempt. "Now, what should I do with you, little maggot?" the man sneered down at him and pressed his foot against his lungs. Harry shut his eyes against the pain and silently wished that Draco were there to help him. That anyone was there to help him.

Then suddenly the pain stopped.

The man blinked in surprise, looked up, and stared at the sword poking through the elf's chest. Harry let out a gasp as the now dead elf fell to the ground and revealed Draco behind him holding the sword that had gutted him. The blonde was panting and completely tense. His handsome face was in a fierce scowl that Harry had never seen before.

He was the most gorgeous sight Harry had ever seen in his life.

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Draco was never comfortable when he had to kill others, even if sometimes he had to do it and sometimes they deserved to be killed. This particular elf had never shown mercy to others, he was or had been Voldemorts third in command, Blaise Zambini. He and Draco had fought many times before in battles and he was known for being particularly ruthless to prisoners. Villages that Voldemort had him burn down were always burned to the ground with little or no survivors. So in the long run, he probably did the world a favor.

That still didn't mean he was comfortable with taking a life, no matter how necessary it had been to protect his mate.

The prince was startled from his thoughts when Harry threw his good arm around his neck and buried his face into Draco's neck. All his feelings on killing vanished and he wrapped the arm that wasn't holding his sword around the smaller mans' waist tightly, breathing in Harry's comforting scent.

"I thought you left," Harry whispered.

"I heard the horns of Voldemort's followers, then I couldn't leave," he murmured.

Draco allowed himself a few moments of indulgence. Having his mate this close was Heaven but they needed to get far away from the village if they didn't want to get captured. He looked down at Harry who had his eyes closed and sighed. "We should get out of here."

This was one of the many things he hated about war.

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By morning Surrey village had been burned to the ground. Most of the town had been made of wood so the fire had spread and now only wrecks stood in place of the once peaceful town. There had been only a handful of survivors: Harry's friends, Seamus and Dean; Mr. Flitwick; Madam Rosmerta; Hannah Abbot; Justin Finch-Fletchley; and a healer named Zacharias Smith who eyed Draco with ill disguised mistrust.

They all sat at Harry's place which had been left miraculously undiscovered by the elves discussing what to do. They obviously couldn't stay as Surrey was no longer there and they would starve if they did. Well, the others would starve, none were used to living in the woods like Harry was and looked at him as if he were crazy when he suggested staying and starting over.

Finally Hannah Abbot remembered she had relatives who lived over in Hufflepuff which was not far from Surrey, just a week hike in fact. So she invited all the survivors to come with her and stay until they could get back on their feet. All except Seamus and Dean agreed to go with her. Seamus and Dean decided with Harry who wasn't sure what he was going to do only that he didn't want to go to Hufflepuff city.

So by nightfall the group departed with Madam Rosmerta pushing Mr. Flitwicks chair and Hannah babbling about what Hufflepuff was like in her cheerful way.

Harry, Seamus, and Dean spent the next day debating where they should go. None of them had any relatives left. Seamus had been living on his own since his Pa died when he was eighteen and Dean's parents and sister were all the family he had and they had been murdered in the attack which was probably why the normally chatty black boy was subdued and just said he'd be happy wherever they ended up.

When another debate between Harry and Seamus broke out Draco finally burst out, "Oh for crying out loud, why don't you just come with me to Hogwarts!"

The three humans stared at him in surprise.

"Hogwarts? THE Hogwarts? You live THERE?" Seamus said incrediously.

The blonde rolled his eyes. "I'm a soldier, where did you think I lived?"

"Do they even allow humans at Hogwarts?" Dean asked dubiously.

Draco nodded. "They allow all kinds of people in the city. That's probably why m-King Luscius gets complaints about an over population problem. I could probably set you up at the castle as a matter of fact. The Healers are always looking for help and there's eating halls and things like that in it."

The three humans looked at each other and then Harry shrugged. "It's the best option we've got." and the other three nodded. Draco couldn't help but smile to himself. His mate was coming home with him.

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Later that night Seamus and Dean, who were in an extra blanket roll Harry had kept handy, slept soundly in each others arms. Harry envied them for being able to sleep. Whenever he slept he couldn't help but picture that cold elf that almost killed him.

"Can't sleep?"

Harry blinked and looked at Draco who lay next to him on the bed. "No."

"I'm sorry you have to leave your home."

He shrugged. "It's all right. It's not much of a home anymore anyway what with Surrey burned to the ground and everything. Besides, I've always wanted to see Hogwarts city. I hear the castle is amazing to look at."

"It's rather impressive," Draco agreed.

Harry looked at his companion. "I guess this means I'll be able to meet your friends and family then?" Draco had told him all sorts of stories about his friends and his mother and father. Humans had always thought elves to be dignified and at times even cold creatures. Draco's stories about his family and friends made them seem friendly and funny and he couldn't wait to meet them.

Draco nodded, an unreadable expression coming over his face.

"Oi, Harry, shut up over there!" Seamus said groggily from across the room before Draco could answer him. "I have to ride a freaking horse tomorrow; I want to be well rested for my torture."

"Not a horse person, Finnigan?" Draco asked with a slight grin.

"NO!" The blonde raised an eyebrow at Harry who grinned.

"He's been scared of them ever since he was five and one tried to bite him." he explained.

"Excuse me; I am not scared of them. I just prefer to walk on my own two feet, thank you very much!" Seamus protested, waking up Dean who glared up at his boyfriend.

"Seamus, you idiot, go back to bed and let the rest of us sleep in peace." he growled. The normally brave man cowered under his lovers' glare.

"Yes, Dean."

Harry grinned and settled back into bed. He had been a little worried but was starting look forward to the trip. It would be hard to leave the home he built behind but he would be lonely living here in complete isolation. Draco, Seamus, and Dean would be coming with him so he wouldn't be completely alone in this new place, whatever it held in store for him.

A/N: PLEASE REVIEW! Explanation for the war will be coming soon, I promise. I meant to have it in this chapter but it didn't happen that way, so hopefully next one. Damn these muses who keep rewriting my drafts…or possibly bless them.