Summary: Remy meets the Malfoy's and settles in, he learns much and prepares for his first year at the Dark Lord's Academy
Disclaimer: None of this is mine, except for Remy…he's mine, MINE I tell you…well him and a few other original characters but they don't matter…that much.
Warnings: The beginnings of yaoi I believe.
Remy didn't have to wait long before the Malfoy brood began to appear. Malfoy senior was first to arrive, a man of haughtily regal bearing with long hair now more gray than the platinum blonde sported by the rest of the Malfoys. Then came two children a girl and a boy, the boy appeared about two years the senior of the two and looked about 13. This was Stephen, Remy assumed. The children came in the room giggling and laughing but with a stern glance from Draco, whom Remy assumed was the father, they composed themselves and blushing, moved to a couch opposite Remy. Then came a woman with a regal bearing that would rival the senior Malfoy's. Her face looked tired and her eyes seemed to have dulled to almost colorless. Remy noticed however that her dress robes were of high quality and indeed very beautiful. She moved to stand next to the senior Malfoy and Remy instantly knew her to be Narcissa Malfoy, mother to Draco. There was a short silence as if all were waiting for the others to speak first. Then Draco coughed softly and then introduced Remy.
"Dear Family, I would like to present his lordship Remy Sagoicci, heir to the Sagoicci domain following his father, Lord Victor Sagoicci. He will be staying in our tender care in order for him to earn the proper conduct befitting of one of his status. And who better to teach him than a Malfoy, one of the most proper wizarding families in existence." This was met with a sniff of mild amusement from Lucius and raised eyebrow from Narcissa. Remy was momentarily unsure of what to do but eventually stood and with a polite nod of his head, said, 'ello, How do you do?" Narcissa gasped and Draco cringed. Noting this, Remy figured he had breached some code of conduct, and indeed he had. Hesitantly, Draco remarked, "My lord, on of your status does not inquire casually of his subjects health. A lord must exude an air of utmost decorum at all times. "Oh, so more along the lines of "Welcome and greetings," Remy said the last part with his straightest and most somber face. "Much improved Lord Remy, though facial expression of some sort could be nice. Still you have much too learn. Hopefully you will learn all one of you station must know rapidly." Said Draco with a smirk.
Remy smiled sheepishly and then nodded his thanks before sitting back down on the sofa. The senior Malfoys joined him and Draco moved to sit opposite him. Tea was brought in by a timid looking house elf dressed in a very shabby dust rag by the look of it who had the tea tray balanced precariously on her small head. The next hour was spent getting to know one another and engaging in small talk. Remy was more of a listener in the talk because he was afraid that he would slip up again and commit another social faux pas. Suddenly the large grandfather clock in the corner struck five, and it was announced that all should get ready for dinner, which would be served at 6:30 sharp. Unsure of what to do, Remy waited as everyone left and he was left alone in the room with Draco.
"Erm…Mr. Malfoy, what am I supposed to do now?"
"Well usually one changes and then relaxes until the dinner gong sounds at 6:15, then you go to the dinning room and dinner is served promptly at 6:30. Tardiness will not be accepted and latecomers do not eat, so I advise timeliness. Though it seems a bit strict, father sternly enforces it, even on himself and mother, so no one questions the fairness of it."
"Oh, ok, were do I change? And where are my trunks now?"
"Ill get a house elf to show you to your quarters, the house elves have undoubtedly taken your trunks there ahead of you and unpacked for you so no need to worry. One moment please. "Iddie! Get in here now!" shouted Draco and seconds later said elf appeared with a small pop.
"Iddie, show Lord Remy to his quarters, He is to be treated as family and is to be obeyed as such."
"Yes, Master Draco sir," said the elf with a very low bow, then he beckoned for Remy to follow, which Remy did. The elf led Remy out of the sitting room, across the entryway and up a long marble spiral staircase that led to a long hallway carpeted in thick black carpet that accented the muted color of the walls. On either side, Malfoy ancestors scowled or smirked down at Remy from their framed paintings. From the costuming on some, Remy got an idea of how old the Malfoys really were as a family line. Just as they came to the end of the hallway, Remy's guide made a sharp right hand turn that took them through twin double doors of cherry and into another long dark carpeted hallway. This one however was much shorter, and only led to three or four rooms.
"These are to be Master Lord Remy's rooms sir," said the elf bowing deeply so that the tip of his nose touched the plush loops of the carpet. "If there is anything Master is needing, just call Iddie and Iddie will come Master." And with that the elf left Remy to exploration of his rooms for the remainder of the summer. One door he found out led to a large bathroom with a huge sunken tub and an enormous shower with an over sized showerhead. Remy guessed that simple probably wasn't in the Malfoy vocabulary, and that elegance probably extended all the way down to toothbrushes. Remy smirked at this thought and closed the door to continue exploring.
The door opposite this turned out to be his bedroom. A large bed that could probably have fit Remy three times over dominated the room. The heavy black curtains of the bed fit in perfectly with the room's somber décor. There seemed to be little in the Malfoy house that wasn't black, silver, green or some muted color. Remy saw that his trunks had indeed been brought up and that they lay unpacked, at the foot of his bed. Moving to the large chest of drawers off in a corner, he went to pick something out comfortable for diner. He wanted to save his formal vampire robes for a special occasion, so he settled for his second best set of robes. Dressing quickly he tossed his dirty clothes on a chair he began to look for his daggers and other weapons, wondering where they were placed.
Eventually he found were they were stashed, completely by accident when he touched a slightly raised fleur de lis on the wall and part of the wall rotated to reveal a cunningly concealed place for an small arsenal. Here rested his sword of state and the daggers and other assorted weapons he had received for his birthday. With a small grin he chose two small daggers and slipped them into his combat boots before, on impulse touching the fleur de lis again. He was rewarded with the compartment spinning around again to again become part of the wall. Remy sat back on his heels self satisfied and mused about what to explore next. He exited the bedroom and found himself again in the hall of rooms he was given.
He was about to continue looking in the rooms when the much-amplified sound of a gong being hit thrice echoed across the mansion. Knowing what the gong meant, Remy hurried out of his quarters and tried to retrace his steps back to the entryway. He didn't get far though before becoming disoriented. Panicking he began to hurry, almost jogging down the halls trying to find a familiar sight. In his blind run he didn't see the figure until it was too late and he ran right into them. Focusing his vision Remy noticed with relief that it was the Malfoy youth, Stephen. "Erm…sorry about that." Remy said sheepishly. "Right, well I suppose getting lost is a part of this house, I still get lost at times and I lived here almost fourteen years." Said the other boy with a smirk.
The boy offered a hand to Remy who accepted and he was pulled to his feet. "My name's Stephen, by the way, Stephen Malfoy, You must be Lord Remy. Father was so proud to have a real vampire lord staying with us. Here, I'll show you the way to the dinning room, it really isn't all the far from here, if you know the shortcuts." Stephan smiled deviously and then pulled aside a hanging tapestry to reveal a small doorway. Opening it he showed Remy that it led to a secret passageway. Stephan motioned for Remy to follow then disappeared into the passage, Remy hesitated, but then eagerly followed Stephan into the dark passage.
Once inside, Remy's vampiric vision allowed him to see clearly while Stephan had to feel along the wall to find out which way to go. Remy saw that they neared a fork and inquired, "Left, right, or straight?" Stephan stopped dead in shock. "Now how in Merlin's name did you know that there was a fork in the passage?" asked Stephan. "Stephan, I'm a vampire. I can see in the dark." Said Remy in a sing-song voice. "Really I would have assumed you would have known that." Stephan sniffed and then responded haughtily, "Of course I knew that, I'm a Malfoy. I was just testing to see if you were really a vampire." "What the fangs didn't give it away," said Remy with a smirk and the older boy dropped into embarrassed silence at being caught in a less that less than intelligent attempt at covering a blunder. "To answer your question, we turn right." Stephan said after a pause. He tried to act as if nothing had happened, but the grin of victory still graced Remy's face and even in the almost darkness, Stephan could see the happy glint in Remy's vampiric eyes.
Seconds later, Stephan stopped and opened another small door, identical to the one they had entered earlier, and the two boys stepped out into the hall from a spot just left of the gigantic spiral staircase. Stephan grabbed Remy's hand and they hurried off to the dinning room. They arrived at the room and taking a moment to compose themselves, entered. Everyone was there already except the senior Malfoy. At their arrival Draco stood and motioned for Remy to come to the head of the table. Remy did so and was seated in the place of honor at Draco's right. Stephan found a seat farther down the long table next to his younger sister.
Dinner was a somber affair with little talk and Remy found little comfort in the silence because he felt the eyes of one Lucius Malfoy bore through him every minute of the meal. Remy was therefore relieved when the children were dismissed so that the adults could talk. Remy followed Stephan out of the room relieved to escape from the formidable Malfoy's glare. Stephan motioned for Remy to follow him and his sister then took off at fast walk. Remy was led up the marble staircase and into a small sitting room. Stephan and his sister took seats in the large leather arm chairs set up around the fireplace in which was a roaring fire. Remy quickly followed and as soon as he was seated, Stephan's little sister broke into a breathless introduction.
"Hello, my name is Sophie, and you are Lord Remy Sagoicci. Father has been talking about you staying with us for days. The list of things to do and not to do is longer for you than even the list of rules for when the Dark Lord visits granted that list is made up of "Be quiet and don't fidget." Remy was slightly shocked by the long stream of words from the until silent girl and tried to decide what to say in response. "Erm…thank you?" he ventured uncertainly. Suddenly he was bombarded with questions. "Is it true that you were a slave before Lord Victor adopted you?" "Do you really have wings?" "Have you already killed a man with your bare hands?" "Is it true that you're really a secret agent from the Dark Lord to spy among his Death Eaters for treachery?" Remy was shocked and pleased by the added attention and amused by the oddity of some of the questions.
Remy sat back in the comfy armchair and laughed lightly before responding. "Well, in order, Yes, I used to be a slave. Father, Lord Victor, freed me and adopted me on my birthday. He had always been planning to since he picked me up after my family abandoned me during the last battle with Dumbledork. I do not have wings, but I do have a fairly nice racing broom. I have killed a would-be assassin, but not with my bare hands, I had a little help from a dagger. As for the spy part, now that would be telling," Remy flashed his fangs in a very vampiric smirk at the end of his response and gained a gasp from Sophie and a soft "wicked!" from Stephan. Then Remy burst out laughing and the laughter proved contagious as soon all three youths were clutching their sides and laughing hard.
Their humor was interrupted however, by the entrance of one Narcissa Malfoy she sniffed and then said rather sourly, "Time for bed, you all have lessons tomorrow and falling asleep during them will be inexcusable." Then with a swirl of her robes she exited as swiftly as she had entered. Sophie exited on her grandmother's heels, but Stephan lingered a bit longer in the fire's warmth. Remy thought it was odd that he had yet to see Stephan and Sophie's mother, hesitating a bit he then made up his mind to ask. His inquiry was met with laughter and this shocked Remy, he wasn't prepared to be laughed at. Sensing Remy's discomfort, Stephan hurried to explain.
"We don't have a mother…but" he added, " if you mean Blaise, my father's husband, he's away on business." Remy blushed at his stupidity and mumbled, " Sorry, I didn't know." "It's alright, most strangers don't, its always fun to shock peopled with it though. And don't tread it like it's a disease. It's bloody awesome having two dads. In fact I wouldn't be surprised if you were a bit gay yourself." Stephan added with a smirk.
"Am not!" Remy shot back, "and anyway, it takes one to know one."
"Exactly."
"Excuse me?"
"Exactly, it takes one to know one and you look pretty attractive. My sister has a crush on you, you know, but I think you are more my type."
"I am NOT gay!" insisted Remy standing quickly. Smirking again, Stephan also stood and sidling over to Remy he stopped inches from his face and whispered huskily. "We'll see then won't we? You know were to find me."
Remy had to admit, Stephan was attractive, he had the sculpted Malfoy physique blended with the light from the fire dancing over his perfect skin. Remy had to bite back a moan from coming unbidden from his lips. Stephan noticed this however and smirked evilly, waved coquettishly, turned on his heel and exited the room. It was a good five minutes before Remy could trust his legs to move with out his suddenly weak knees from collapsing and for his rapid breathing to abate. Remy unsteadily made his way to be and, needless to say his dreams were pleasantly haunted by one particular Malfoy boy and in the morning he would prove in need of a very cold shower. (writer smirks evilly )
Tada! Tell me what you think, I would love your imput. Plan on another update sometime the end of this week or the beginning of next.
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