Harry opened his eyes. His vision was perfectly clear, and they focused on stormy grey. "Wha' happened?" Harry asked, his voice cracking. Lucius held a glass of water to his lips.
Harry drank deeply. When the glass was taken away, Harry sat up. "It's impossible." He said. "I am indeed a dark Veela, just a hybrid no one has ever seen before." Harry said, shaking his head. "I'm part elf as well." He muttered.
Lucius stared. "I'd never guess." He said, serious, not a trace of sarcasm in his tone. "Well, what happened?" He asked, and Harry answered. "Well, either you were denying the bond, or something that pertains to elvish people." Harry said, and Lucius sat on the bed beside Harry.
"Well, what do you think about this?" Lucius asked Harry, who shrugged. "I know you tried to kill me numerous times, but my creature blood doesn't care. I'm seriously confused." Harry said, and Lucius kissed his head.
"I'm sorry about that you know…I had to keep up appearances. Notice I never bodily attacked you?" He asked, and Harry thought about the times he had run into Lucius.
"You're right." He said finally. Lucius smiled and pulled Harry into his arms. "You know, I don't think Fate is gonna let me decide anything in my life. Not what to do with my time, what to learn, who to love, or how to live. Everything is all plotted out." Harry said sadly.
"Do you want your own choice?" Lucius asked, and Harry shook his head. "I just want to be able to start over, become what I want to be." Harry said, shaking his head. "I can't turn back time." Lucius said. "But I can introduce you to who were supposed to be your housemates." Lucius suggested.
"I'd like that." Harry said, smiling at Lucius. " Now, let's try to figure out how I can be neither a dominant or a submissive." Harry suggested. "Well, first of all, I feel no need to please you however I can, and I have no urge to control you, the two main ways to tell a sub from a dom." Harry said, and Lucius thought a moment.
"Hmm." He said, deep in thought. Harry sighed, swinging his legs out from under the covers and getting off the bed. "Just where do you think you are going? I never said you could get out of bed." Lucius said, and harry rolled his eyes.
"You seem very controlling." He murmured, and said louder "The bathroom." He left, and Lucius stared at the retreating form until it was out of sight. "I need to get a message to Draco and the bitch." He said to the empty room, jumping when a house elf appeared with a roll of parchment, quill, and a pop.
He quickly wrote a short note to Narcissa, divorcing her and stripping her of her massive bank accounts and cutting her WCCs (Wizard Credit Cards). He hummed slightly as he wrote it out, ripping off the note from the scroll, and placing the note in his pocket as the door opened, revealing Harry.
Noting the gleeful expression on Lucius's face, Harry looked stern. "What did you do, and how much trouble will it cause?" He asked, and Lucius cackled happily. "Just writing a note." He said, and Harry shrugged. "Sure, I'll believe it for now though." He said, and Lucius started writing a letter to Draco.
"Now what are you doing?" Harry asked, and Lucius said "I'm writing a letter to Draco." He said, and Harry smiled. "Tell him that he's very welcome to smack Dudley, but to obliviate him after so uncle won't kill me in my sleep, and I'm sorry we haven't gotten together during the early summer. Just tell him that they wouldn't let me write to anyone." He said, and Lucius looked shocked.
"What?" Harry asked. Lucius stared. "Nothing." He said, and wrote down what Harry said word for word. Harry sung softly as he dug through his trunk. He pulled out a piece of old parchment. "Hmmm….I can tell him in person, it seems." Lucius stared.
"How do you know?" He asked, and Harry laughed. "Easy. I have a map that shows everyone in Hogwarts." He said, bouncing out of the room, that was oddly situated on the third floor by a bathroom. Lucius followed at a more sedate pace. "Umm, Harry, Narcissa wouldn't be here, is she?" He asked timidly, and Harry consulted her paper.
"Nope." He said, before coming to the top of the huge marble staircase, where you could see Draco at the bottom. Harry flew down them, calling "Dray!" Draco looked at Harry coldly for a moment, before bursting into laughter and pulling him into a huge hug, swirling the tiny boy around before setting him down.
He backed up a bit, and looked Harry over. "Hmm…you look different, Ri." He said, and Harry laughed. "You will never guess what happened this summer." He said, shaking his head. "I hardly believe it, and it was happening to me."
"Well, you can tell me later." Draco said, looking shocked as Lucius descended the stairs. "Father? I thought you were in Greece!" Draco exclaimed. "Actually, he's a huge part of this story to tell you." Harry said, and Draco whispered into Harry's ear. When Harry nodded, Draco squealed and whispered something else in Harry's ear, causing said young man to blush.
"Dray!" He cried, looking mortified. "But have you?" Draco prompted. Harry just blushed and fled from the room. Draco snickered and looked his father over.
"What did you say to Harry?" Lucius asked, fearing the answer. Draco just shrugged with an evil grin. "Oh, nothing father." He said, casting a quick Tempus charm. "Shall we go find something to eat?" He asked, and walked toward the kitchens, Lucius trailing behind him.
A/N: There, it's finally done. Sorry for the long wait, please leave rotten fruit in the garbage where it belongs. Also, review!