A/N: Hello, so I've decided to update because all the wonderful feedback I've been getting and the amount of follows and favs! Thank you all so much , this chapter is the Malfoy summer ball and Harry is really out to play!
Disclaimer: All belongs to the wonderful J. K.
Warning: Maybe a bit of mild swearing and the beginnings of slash.
parceltongue
Chapter 3:
On the day of the summer's ball Harry and Draco practiced Quidditch moves, where Draco nearly had a heart attack when he witnessed some of the moves Harry performed, until lunch, Narcissa ordered them to be ready by half past five and they were to stay away from the entire downstairs until them. Harry spent the rest of the day in the library where he discovered the Malfoy's had some pretty impressive books that Harry copied for himself on the sly, he had found this handy copying spell in the chamber that overrode the anti-copy charms. He had stored all the books in his trunk in the extra compartments he had hidden, he had finished all of his assignments so he was could free read.
"Harry its half four." Draco called from the door way, Harry blinked the time had slipped by.
"Thanks, Draco, I was miles away." The blonde raised an eyebrow.
"Muggle saying," Harry muttered and made his way to his bedroom, he pulled out his chosen dress robes and hung them off the wardrobe before jumping in the shower. Harry dried of and threw on black dress trousers and shirt and left his hair as it fell, with its new length it fell neatly above his shoulders with his fringe covering his forehead and scar. He added a light line of kohl to make his eyes pop and he let his magic flow causing his eyes to pulse before settling on a glowing AK, Harry then pulled on his robes. They were a fitted dark green almost black which highlighted his eyes even more, all of his family crested were stitched on but he hid the Peverell and Gryffindor ones only letting Potter and Black to be on show. There was a sharp knock on the door and Harry checked the full mirror, he looked great with his sharp features, red/pink lips and glowing eyes, he smirked before blanking his face. Making sure his wand was secure he pulled the door open and came face to face with Draco. The Malfoy scion was dressed in blue dress robes with not one hair out of place, he looked good but then again Harry thought, when doesn't Malfoy look good?
"Whoa," he gasped.
"What?" Harry asked alarmed.
"No, nothing, just, you clean up very well." Draco told him impressed, Harry smirked and smoothed down the robes.
"I have multiple images to keep Draco, this is going to be the first time I've been myself in public in years." Harry told the blonde.
"Come, let's get down there before mother comes and gets us, I can assure you it will not be pleasant." Draco turned and led the way down to the ballroom where Lucius was stood regally dressed in dark silver and his hair tied back at the nape of his neck.
"Good evening Father, where is mother?" Draco asked drawing attention to them, Lucius looked at his son in approval and his eyes widened slightly as he saw Harry.
"She is just finishing getting ready, she will be down soon, and you are needed for when the guests arrive." Lucius told his son, Draco nodded and went to find his seat in the room. Harry was impressed at Narcissa's skill; the room was gorgeous. The décor was simple in the Malfoy's colours of blue, silver and gold, there was an area where the music was set, a long table at the back with platters of champagne and white and red wine and the tables were in circles of 10 besides the centre one which was obviously the head table, Harry was sat on the head table next to Draco and his eyes widened slightly.
"Who did the table plans?" Harry questioned.
"Mother, father and the Dark Lord, why?" Harry shook his head resigned to the fact he would have to sit next to Tom all evening, it wouldn't be so bad if the man wasn't strikingly gorgeous and inspired very inappropriate thoughts in to Harry's mind.
"No reason," At that point Narcissa swept in to the room and Harry's eyes widened; she looked stunning. A beautiful silver floor length ball gown with sweet heart neck line, it was fitted to the hips where is then flowed loosely to the floor. She had a diamond necklace with matching ear studs and ring and her hair was pulled and twisted up in to an elegant knot with some curled strands falling over her shoulder, Harry understood then why guys in school always spoke about Draco's mother.
"Mother you look beautiful as always." Draco said with a smile.
"Thank you Dragon, you look handsome yourself." His pale cheeks tinged pink and Harry withheld a chuckle.
"You look stunning Cissa," Harry came forth and lightly kissed her hand with a small smile, "I would like to thank you for your gracious invite to the Malfoy summer's ball." Narcissa looked impressed at his correct use of pureblood customs and gave him a warm smile.
"Why thank you Harry and let me tell you now that you look gorgeous this evening, why when you said you were prepared I didn't think you would look this good." Harry smirked.
"I like to make an impression, tonight you will see that I truly am not the 'Gryffindor golden boy'." Harry said and she nodded.
"My Lord will be here now, Draco you have 5 minutes until the guests begin to arrive." She all but glided from the room, Harry and Draco lingered by the door until it was time for Draco to welcome guest. The Dark Lord entered just as Draco was leaving; Harry felt his breath catch. Tom Riddle was gorgeous Harry had already established but tonight Harry was struck speechless. He was dressed in fitted elegant shadow black dress robes which contrasted beautifully with his pale skin, raven hair fell almost straight and the crimson detailing on the rooms brightened the already glaring red eyes, all in all he was a very nice sight for Harry to look at. When Harry was sure he could speak without making himself look like a complete idiot he stepped out of the shadows and was proud when Tom was startled by his voice.
"Evening," Harry said, the Dark Lord looked him up and down and a hungry look entered the man's eyes, it was mixed with something else that Harry wasn't quite sure off but it made him shiver.
"Good evening," was the murmured reply, Harry took a glass of champagne ignoring the other choices. In pureblood customs champagne was drunk until everyone had arrived and the meal began, then the white wine was drank with the starter followed by the red for main depending on the food where white would be drank with chicken or fish and red for desert, then when the dancing began you chose an 'evening' drink such ad fire whiskey, it was all overdone and impervious but it screamed status and class. Harry held the glass loosely between his middle and forefinger and observed as the guests filled in to the room, he recognised the Parkinson's, Greengrass's, Nott's, Zabini's, Davis's, Boot's, Flint's and a few others, the one that surprised him was the Lovegood's.
"Now that's a surprise." He muttered as he watched Luna interact with everyone without her usual dreamy guise, Harry knew it was fake now he had his memories back but it was still a shock to see her there.
"The Lovegood's have always been dark sympathisers, they only stopped because the daughter made friends with you I believe." Tom told him quietly and Harry nodded.
"Luna is an amazing girl, but people don't see it because she has nearly as many masks as me. Excuse me, I have people to toy with." Tom smirked as Harry picked up another glass and strode of towards the Lovegood girl.
"Good evening Miss Lovegood, would you care for a drink?" Harry asked her smoothly from behind, he was impressed, she didn't jump all that noticeably.
"Yes thank you Mr…" She trailed of in the question and looked to meet the green eyes of Harry Potter, blue eyes widened comically and she muffled her squeak of surprise.
"Harry!"
"Hello Luna,"
"What-what are you doing here?"
"I do believe the same thing you are doing here, I was, after all, invited to the Malfoy ball." He told her with a smirk, she blinked and looked him over, and she muttered something that sounded extremely like 'no masks'. He handed her the glass of champagne with a small bow of the head.
"May I take this opportunity to say you look beautiful this evening Miss Lovegood." And indeed she did, she wore a long sleeve floor length ice blue gown, she had an amethyst choker and matching earrings and her hair was wrapped up in an elegant bun on the crown of her head.
"Why thank you Mr Potter-Black, I must say you are looking rather handsome yourself." He allowed a grin before the emotionless mask was back.
"Would you care to join me in mingling?" He held out his arm which she linked and the walk off, they stopped to speak with Terry Boot and his family, then they saw the Goldstein's and they were speaking with the Davis's when they were approached by the Parkinson's. It was clear that Pansy was unfortunate and didn't get her mother's looks, he father was on the short side and has the same pug like face. She was dressed in purple and her short dark hair was clipped up away from her face.
"Lovegood, who is your friend." She asked imperiously.
"I am surprised you don't recognise me Miss Parkinson." Harry said blandly, he kissed the Lady Parkinson's hand and shook the Lords.
"Harry Potter-Black, it's a pleasure." Parkinson father and daughter sneered at him in distaste.
"What are you doing here Potter?" She demanded.
"I was invited and I believed it to be impolite to decline such an offer."
"I wasn't informed would someone of your ah status would be invited to something of such class." Parkinson Sr drawled and Harry smirked internally.
"You must not have been applicable for such information Mr Parkinson." Harry replied with a small shrug and was pleased when the man flushed slightly before glaring sharply at Harry.
"You're just not important enough Potter to cross our path." Pansy sneered and Harry raised an eyebrow at her.
"Indeed, although it does raise the question as to what you have done to gain a place, however small it is, here Potter."
"You and your daughter must be short on hearing Mr Parkinson," Harry told him and the man flushed again.
"What are you talking about?" Harry's eyes narrowed slightly.
"I believe I introduced myself as Harry Potter-Black. You clearly are not aware that you are speaking to the head of houses Potter and Black, Mr Parkinson." The warning was clear, the Blacks had a massive reputation which made them terrifying but Harry had a sweet look on his face as if this was the most pleasant conversation in the world.
"It doesn't matter Potter, your still the same golden boy saviour." Pansy spat in disgust, that was the wrong thing to say and Harry's eyes flashed Luna tightened her hold on his arm in warning.
"Parkinson, be quiet, it is now understood why the Parkinson family is finding it so difficult to find a betrothal." Harry kept his voice even and his expression pleasant but his eyes were glinting in malice, Pansy went red in anger and her father was a mix of anger and embarrassment.
"How dare you-,"
"Oh I'm sorry, am I'm incorrect in my statement?" Harry asked in mock confusion, he knew for a fact he wasn't and by the darkening of colour on Parkinson Sr's face he knew as well.
"I thought so, but then again it mightn't just be the daughter who stove of potential contracts, I know myself if someone kept showing disrespect to me especially if they were of lower calibre I would make sure my families avoided everything to do with the disrespectful party. I do believe Narcissa was born a Black." Harry still had the pleasant friendly expression but his eyes were glowing with malevolent glee at the beet red Parkinson's and the anger on their faces.
"You insolent-,
"It would be most unfortunate for the Parkinson family to lose their status simply because the Lord didn't understand where others stood in the wizarding world, don't you agree Luna?"
"Yes, it would such a shame. Lack of respect could ruin a family name." She said coolly and Harry mentally patted her on the back.
"You don't know what you're talking about Potter." Pansy burst out drawing a few looks, Harry made sure to keep his face light and pleasant which was a contrast to the Parkinson's who were flushed and angry.
"Hrm, having two houses to run usually makes one inept I am sure." Luna's lip twitched.
"What could you possibly do, you are a mere teenager?"
"I am sure you will learn in time Parkinson."
"Why you-,"
"Come Luna, there are others that deserve our time." Harry cut him off and for a final insult he turned his back and walked away with Luna, when they were a good distance away Luna released a giggle.
"That was so funny, I'm surprised he didn't explode."
"He was pushing my buttons, besides, Parkinson needs to learn that compared to my titles he is a mere inconvenience. I could destroy them with a mere signature, the Blacks are a major backer in their main business, not that they would know because it was a deal made with Sirius' great-great-great-granddad." Harry shrugged and they engaged in conversation with the Greengrass's, Daphne was quite nice, a bit cold on the front but otherwise perfectly pleasant and obviously the perfect Heiress. The male Greengrass was a great conversationalist and Harry was drawn in to a talk on the ministry and Luna excused herself to find her father before the meal. Lucius called a hold to the talk and announced the meal was about to start, Harry walked with Hadrian Greengrass to his table, the Greengrass's were sat directly to the head tables left.
"Fudge is a fool, he was in Dumbledore's pocket first then he jumps out and the power goes beyond his head and he felt the need to tear apart anyone who could ruin his perfect world." Harry said and Hadrian nodded.
"Fudge was and always will be a weak minded man, he is spineless and hides behind his title of Minister. I know when Bagnold finally retired we were nearly given Crouch but obviously the scandal with his son happened."
"Yes, but Crouch would have been the worse option. He may not have been weak but the power went to him more so than Fudge."
"Oh, do you believe so?" Greengrass questioned with raised eyebrows.
"Yes, he took to the extremes when he was granted the use of unforgivables and he put an innocent man in Azkaban without a trial simply because he believed the man was guilty. The man in question was a head of an ancient and noble house and if Crouch would do that to someone of that calibre who knows what he would have done." Harry explained.
"Really, I didn't know. How are you privy to such knowledge, you are after all quite young."
"I done a little digging, of course a bit of gold and the use of my name had a helping hand. Oh and I spoke to the prisoner in question." Harry raised his left shoulder in an unconcerned matter.
"Such knowledge is invaluable,"
"I agree, knowledge is, after all, power and it wouldn't do to be miss or uninformed."
"You are correct, I have enjoyed speaking with you Harry we must correspond, and I would like to hear some more of your opinions." He shook Harry's hand.
"The same Hadrian, it was a pleasure to me yourself and your beautiful wife." Harry kissed Naomi Greengrass's hand and flashed her smile which made her blush lightly, Harry made his way to the head table and he saw who was sat there. The Malfoy's obviously, Bellatrix, Rodolphus and Rabastan Lestrange, Theodore Nott and his father and the Dark Lord, Harry withheld a sigh; it would be a long meal.
"Good evening," Harry said lowly, he sat elegantly with his right hand lightly on the table and his left in his lap.
"Good evening Harry, are you enjoying yourself?" Narcissa asked and Harry flashed a smirk before he was blank.
"It is most enjoyable, I find words can do wonderful things." She raised an eyebrow but didn't comment as ivory menu's appeared on the china. Harry glanced over at the food and refrained from rolling his eyes, purebloods did love to overdo things. He had a simple salad for a starter as he wasn't keen on soup and light conversation soon picked up, Harry ignored the looks he was receiving from the Lestrange's and the Nott's.
"Harry, what did you say to the Parkinson's?" Draco asked him, Harry tilted his head.
"We heard a disturbance earlier where they were angry, they all keep glaring viciously at you and Pansy expressed her distaste with you."
"Hrm such lack of decorum is most unbecoming, especially to an un-betrothed daughter." Harry said lightly sipping his wine, he wasn't a fan of the stuff himself but appearance were all.
"You didn't?" Draco looked at him and Harry had the impression that if they were in private the teen would be gaping.
"Of course not, I merely suggested that if someone of lower calibre would use such disrespect to those above them when their only daughter is un-betrothed then it would be a grievous error in judgement from the father. It was pleasant conversation and some light advice." Harry explained with a light shrug, next to him Tom smirked.
"Indeed, and this advice was requested?" The Dark Lord asked.
"Most definitely, one does not allow someone to keep repeating the same mistakes, it would be quite disrespectful."
"Quite," Harry's lip twitched.
"Yes, of course Parkinson believed he was above such advice, such a shame that they could lose their status for their blatant lack of respect." Harry locked eyes with the Parkinson lord and raised his glass in mockery, the man flushed again and Harry smirked.
"A notable lack of respect then?"
"Indeed, he believed because of my age I am inept. Soon he will realise his mistake, I pity him." Harry chucked lightly but his eyes were on fire, the Parkinson family would soon lose their wealth which would end up sitting nicely in the Black fortune, Harry might even claim a blood feud and completely ruin the man; because he could.
"Are you calling blood?" And Harry's smirk stretched, he must think a lot like the Dark Lord.
"The decision has not been made, of course a main funding will be pulled at the quickest convenience that may suffice." Out of the corner of his eye Harry saw Lucius wince slightly, it went unnoticed to everyone bar himself and the Dark Lord.
"I see,"
"I'm sorry, I can't just ignore it." Bella burst out, luckily her voice was low so only the head table heard. "What is he doing here?"
"Mr Potter-Black was invited, Bella." Lucius murmured.
"Black," She breathed and Harry was glad she was horrified.
"Yes, I have been granted the Black headship." Harry brushed his robes showing the ring and Bellatrix's eyes widened slightly.
"How?"
"Well there were some queries because obviously I wasn't born a Black and you need Black blood to wear the ring but Sirius named me heir, it turns out my grandmother was a Black." Harry had a small smirk at Bella's queasy look, whatever else Bella had to say was swallowed as she wasn't stupid enough to anger her own head of house.
"You seemed to be getting on well with Hadrian Greengrass." Tom noted and Harry tilted his head.
"Yes, a rather informative man with a lovely wife. We were discussing the ministry actually, fortunately the old fool was kept out of the conversation as much as possible."
"I can see why, the ministry today is only to be ridiculed. Fudge is a fool and half of the departments are useless."
"There are certain members of the ministry need to be removed." Harry clenched his right hand and the words 'I must not tell lies' shone in the light.
"Of course then the corruption of the wizengamot needs to be sorted and Fudge has to go."
"Yes, the wizengamot or the chief of the wizengamot has to change. Fudge is on his last limbs now, if everything plans out he will be gone via the next election and that gives an opening to discard those who have outlived their time." Tom told him, the table had gone quiet during their talk, it was like they couldn't believe the Dark Lord was discussing plans with Harry Potter.
"There will be those who oppose a correct minister, I believe Scrimgeor is a favourite and there are those who believe they will be using themselves as proxy to guarantee a win; much has changed. Obviously there are things that can be done about the chief but only time will tell, and that will be the real time consumer." Harry said and Tom's eyes burned as he deciphered the meanings, he nodded once.
"Some will be in for an unfortunate surprise, I believe plans for the chief can be made I am assured in my abilities." Tom told him and Harry raised one eyebrow.
"Indeed, like I said only time will tell." Harry smirked, the remnants of the first course disappeared and the drinks were changed to red wine. There were 4 options on the menu hidden in fancy words, chicken, beef, fish or vegetarian; Harry chose chicken. There was more talk on the ministry and Hogwarts, Harry listened to Lucius, Nott Sr and the Dark Lord speak of the school with interest.
"With the intel that Umbridge gathered from her time there, I am led to believe that the school is in worse disarray than first believed. It may be prudent to situate her back there." Harry made a small scoff at the back of his throat, Umbridge would be back at that school when hell froze over, and this drew attention to him.
"Umbridge was a bias fool." Harry stated, he placed his cutlery down crossed over to show he wasn't finished.
"Madam Umbridge is a high ranking ministry official, I cannot see why her information wouldn't be correct." Harry raised both his eyebrows, he could not believe that that just came from Lucius' mouth and by the expression on Tom's face he agreed.
"Mr Malfoy you off all people should know that just because someone is a high ranking ministry official doesn't make them impervious to error. Of course Umbridge had more fault than anything else and placing her back in Hogwarts would be a highly idiotic move that would cause revolt." Luckily for him Lucius didn't flush but he looked a bit uncomfortable before he was emotionless again.
"What is it that would cause such a reaction? I was told Umbridge was a brilliant teacher and the results of defence against the dark arts were the highest ever seen." Nott Sr said, Harry surmised that Theodore had reported that Umbridge was great.
"Last year we were not taught anything remotely informative by Umbridge. She was bias to the point that over half the school were looking for ways to drive her out, I know this because they looked to me. Her methods were borderline sickening and I myself was subject to the majority of it." Harry told him, the permanent scar on his hand was a constant reminder, Umbridge would die; soon.
"Then how do you explain the improved results, you yourself set a record?" Harry allowed a smirk.
"It is quite simple, I myself taught nearly half the school defence against the dark arts until we were betrayed."
"You! That's preposterous boy, do not tell such lies." Harry's eyes flashed and a small breeze ruffled his hair where his magic had leaked and wrapped up around him in warning, the table was silent now and Harry smiled at Nott Sr but there was nothing pleasant about the smile, it promised pain and suffering to the one it was directed at.
"I do not need to lie Mr Nott, it's unbecoming to do so and I do not appreciate being called boy, the last person to use such a term found themselves in a very grave situation." His voice was soft.
"Are you threatening me Potter?" Nott demanded and Harry's smile widened.
"It's Potter-Black and of course not Mr Nott, I don't remember saying anything remotely threatening in my last sentence, excuse me if it came across that way, I assure you it wasn't intended." The light sarcasm made the Dark Lord and surprisingly the Lestrange's smirk.
"Although, I do not relish in your vocal opinion that I am a liar Mr Nott. Such insinuations can lead to most unfortunate occurrences but of course you were merely startled by me proclaiming such a feat, I must admit it is quite unbelievable I was at the time 15." Harry sipped his glass before continuing.
"It wouldn't do to insist that I am untruthful without validating my claim, I would advise you refrain from doing so again." Nott was red by this point and it looked as if he was bursting to rage at Harry, the teen in question had his emotionless mask back in place but his eyes were elite with malicious fire, he loved playing with words.
"As I was saying before such an unjust accusation, Umbridge will not survive another year in Hogwarts. Not only with the students revolt, many members of staff have expressed their dislike of Umbridge and there is a very unhappy heard if centaurs which will love to deal with the woman their way, I think there is a heard of acromantula which will be well fed if she ever stepped foot in that school as a teacher again." The dismissal of Nott Sr wasn't sitting well with him and Harry spied him itching for his wand, the teen smirked and glanced at him in challenge. His words about Umbridge seemed to leave an impression and they were thinking things over.
"You believe that Umbridge will be a mistake." Lucius asked.
"A grievous one, if you want inside information from Hogwarts, place someone from the ranks as the defence professor. The position has yet to be filled and Dumbledore is always desperate, the position is said to be cursed." Here Harry looked at Tom who merely smirked.
"That idea has merit, I will look in to it." Tom told him and Harry nodded, after he finished his meal he ordered the mango sorbet for desert and listened to the conversations around him. The Malfoy's were speaking about Draco's results with Bellatrix and Rodolphus, Draco was speaking with Theodore Nott about school, and Nott Sr was speaking with Rabastan and the Dark Lord. Harry observed the entire room, it was all very neat and crisp with only the low murmurs of conversation never escaping the tables in which they were spoke at, the pureblood customs were above stuffy but Harry relished in the twisting of words and the underhand comments. The meal was finished and the music began, Lucius and Narcissa were the first to take to the floor, they were followed by Draco who took a pretty blonde girl that Harry didn't know. Other couples soon followed suit and Harry withheld a grimace knowing he had to dance, it was one thing he couldn't stand about pureblood customs, and Tom seemed to sense his distaste and smirked.
"Do you not wish to dance?" Harry scowled at the man's tone, it was clear amusement.
"It is perfectly acceptable for you not to dance as majority know you are the Dark Lord, I on the other hand have two damn houses on show and it would be questioned if I didn't. Unfortunately you asked a girl for a dance out of polite courtesy and it's like an invitation for marriage proposals, something which I am not interested in. I don't even like girls." Harry muttered the last part to himself as he swept away, he spotted Luna and grinned to himself. He held out his right hand with a bow of his head once he had approached her.
"Would you care to dance Miss Lovegood?"
"It would be an honour Mr Potter-Black." Harry led her on to the dance floor and began the dance, he actually enjoyed dancing with Luna they spoke of nondescript things and at the end of the song he kissed her hand and led her off. He danced with Daphne, which was a safe option as she was already betrothed to Theodore Nott, Tracey Davis, who was betrothed to Terry Boot, and numerous other girls who were safely contracted away. He escaped when he spotted Draco at the refreshment table and walked swiftly over, he asked for a fire whiskey and sighed as the liquid burned his throat.
"You seem popular tonight." Draco told him and Harry sighed.
"I dislike this part of the ball."
"Oh I know, it is rather amusing to watch you surrounded by girls who would love to be the future Mrs Potter-Black, especially when there never will be one." Draco smirked, the blonde knew of his preference and Harry was tempted to punch him out of his amusement.
"Haha I'm glad you enjoy my suffering, I'll remind the future Mrs Malfoy to not be disappointed when her husband is more interested in fucking her brother than herself." Was Harry biting reply, Draco choked on his drink and it was Harry's turn to smirk.
"Thanks Harry,"
"Any time Draco," The blonde shook his head with a small smile as Harry downed his drink and re-joined the frivolous dancing. He offered Narcissa a dance which she accepted graciously, they were spinning elegantly around the room perfectly.
"You are a marvellous dancer Harry." She pointed out as he span her around.
"Thank you Narcissa, I forced myself to learn after the horror of the yule ball." Harry told her.
"Yes Draco told me it was rather painful to watch." Harry grimaced lightly before smiling.
"I don't like to remember, I blame Dumbledore." She laughed lightly and the dance finished so Harry led her off with a small bow, Harry couldn't hack any more pointless twirling and was tempted to hide when he spotted Tom making his way to the refreshments after ending a conversation. Harry slipped in to step with the older man who smirked as soon as he saw who was next to him, Harry withheld his huff of injustice.
"Have you finally tired of dancing, I think you may crush some poor girls heart if that is the case." Tom said.
"Screw them, they interest me not. I am leaving soon, I like the political games and the toying with words but this drives me insane." Harry muttered looking around at the dancing with a sneer, the Dark Lord made a noise of agreement.
"Pureblood customs are always pretentious and extravagant, it is mostly pointless time wasting but it can make or break the family name."
"I refuse to join that idea, I have four titles and I am not hosting a ball for each of them, I would have to move location 4 times and each family name has a different affiliation." Harry said with a shake of his head.
"I do not blame you, I must agree I do not embrace the hosting of such gatherings." Harry cast a quick tempus charm and was shocked to see it was 11:15, he thanked his lucky stars that people would start to leave around this time.
"Thank Merlin," He breathed as he started to see people approach Lucius and Narcissa to say their goodbyes.
"Excuse me I have orders to pass out." Tom told him, Harry rolled his eyes and went to find Luna before she left.
"It was wonderful to see you Luna, I'll see you in school." Harry kissed her hand delicately, she rolled her eyes and hugged him.
"See you Harry, I'm sure there will be a lot to talk about in school."
"You are, of course, correct." Harry flashed her a smile and walked over to Draco who was saying goodbye to his friends, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott.
"There you are, I couldn't find you." Draco exclaimed and Harry raised an eyebrow.
"I was saying goodbye to Luna." Harry said.
"Mother says you can leave if you want, you don't have to see everyone out." Harry grinned.
"You mother is a diamond." Harry told him and Draco smiled.
"I know, but she expects you for breakfast by 9."
"That's fine."
"Wait, you're staying here." Nott questioned and Harry nodded.
"Yes, Narcissa extended the invitation, something about Draco here pining for my company." Harry said with a smirk, he threw his arm over Draco's shoulder and the blonde jabbed him in the side to get him off.
"Prat,"
"You're a lot different from school Potter." Blaise said it wasn't mean it was just a statement.
"Zabini right?" Blaise nodded, "There are quite a few people, including myself, that have masks that people are not meant to see through in school, this is a different environment." Harry explained with a small shrug, Blaise raised an eyebrow but said no more.
"Good night," Harry said to them all and strode over to Narcissa.
"Thank you for a wonderful night Narcissa."
"It is quite alright Harry." Harry kissed her hand and left the room, he climbed the first set of stairs and released a sigh of relief. He slowly walked to his room when he heard soft footsteps coming up behind him, he knew who it was instantly.
"What happened to the silent approach?" Harry asked lightly, on the inside he was sweating, he had been fighting ridiculously hard urges all night in the man's presence and now they were alone and nothing to stop Harry being a complete twat.
"I remember having multiple vicious curses sent at me the previous times."
"Protecting one's health; smart." Harry commented amused.
"Of course," He was right next to Harry now. "You are astoundingly different without your masks; I have to say I did enjoy the show."
"It's fun toying with people, at one point I thought Nott Sr would hex me, he was twitching for his wand."
"I thought you would have noticed that, I haven't seen Izar lose his cool in many years." Tom said to him and the smirk was in his voice, Harry flashed a grin.
"It was amusing," they were nearing Harry's room now and Harry turned to face the Dark Lord.
"Do you believe that I am the same 'golden saviour'?" Tom stepped closer to the teen who backed up in the wall.
"Oh no, tonight you have definitely convinced me otherwise." His voice was low and eyes were glowing, Harry's thoughts were slowing as he took in the complete appearance up close, his breathing took on an edge.
"I uh thought," Harry swallowed, "I thought I might." The Dark Lord ran his index finger from Harry's temple to his jaw and lifted the teens chin to look him in the eyes, Harry's last coherent thoughts went out the window as he locked on to burning crimson eyes.
"You interest me, hidden snake" The last part was said in parceltongue, Harry's lust skyrocketed and then Tom kissed him. Harry went blank for a second before responding, good Merlin the man was kissing god Harry thought, Tom pinned him to the wall and dominated the kiss not that Harry was in any position to protest. Tom broke the kiss to trail kisses and bites down his neck making Harry hiss in pleasure.
"You wouldn't be trying to seduce me to your side would you?" Harry asked but his voice was husky.
"I am confident in my abilities." He murmured against Harry's neck, he kissed the teen again and Harry couldn't help the small moan that escaped. Harry chanced a bite to Tom's neck which made the man growl and the teen smirked.
"You have to want it." Harry told him,
"I assure you I do."
"Then show me my lord." Harry slipped out of his grasp and straight in to his room at a surprising speed, just before the door closed he heard Tom speak.
"You're playing a dangerous game little snake, I always get what I want." The door shut and Harry collapsed on his bed and couldn't help but think it the ball had a brilliant ending.
So what did you think? I had to re-write this chapter a few times because I wanted to show Harry at his best and I wanted to the pureblood customs ok, review and let me know what you think, I'm working on the next chapter where Ron and Hermione come in.
Jessiikaa*