A/N: Hey everyone, I'm back with an extra-large chapter to round of the school term and begin Yule. It's a filler chapter really, but it's really reaching the peak of Harry and Tom's relationship. I wanna thank everyone who is reading and responding to this fic so well, you guys are great!
Disclaimer: I'm not J.K, but this plot is mine.
Warning: Language, slash and possible mentions of violence.
Parsel
Chapter 43:
They had made it. Finally, the holidays were upon them and they had made it through the week without error or problem. Rita had had a front page every day since the blood quill incident, announcing Dumbledore's dismissal, raving about Fudge's failings and questioning if either deserved to hold any positions of power whatsoever. It had been a great week, Harry decided, dropping down on to the sofa and stretching his legs out over Tom's lap. He was exhausted, but it was the good kind of exhausted, where he had worn himself down playing with his magics, revising and reworking plans for the ministry and spending more time at the Sanctuary.
He had also attended two Death Eater meetings with Tom too, Dolohov reporting that there has been some action against the Dark Elf clans, and that he had had to step in at one point. Nott and Lucius had commented that the laws they were sorting through were shockingly bad, but they were developing the system to make the load bearable. The Lestrange couple had been keeping an eye on Moody, Bellatrix especially having a delightful time in taunting the grizzled ex-auror, while making sure he didn't take out the upcoming dark houses. Rabastan was working with Swift to create and execute a plan to get access to the ministry wards, all the while still working on the school wards. Snape, as always, was at the castle teaching, but he was attending more Order meetings outside the school and reported that Dumbledore seemed to be almost obsessively researching something and went off the radar for days at a time, much to the alarm of the Order.
The lower Death Eaters had also brought back rather positive results. They were sliding their way in to every section of the ministry, gaining promotions and spreading discord, and while it was a slow work-in-progress it was still working and Tom was pleased. Remus and his group of Death Eaters had managed to get an in with the German ministry, and Moony had told him that they were in the process of negotiations, though everything was slower due to the time of year. With Dumbledore out of the castle, Harry and his group had been able to move around much more flexibly, little things like not having to go to lunch or dinner and relaxing their iron control on their magic. Sure he still had to deal with Ginny when he did show up to meals, but those were few and far between and when he did have to see her he always had a ready excuse available. She couldn't even complain too much either, Dumbledore was gone so for him to want to learn more magic was only natural. She was getting extremely frustrated with him, much to his amusement, but there was nothing she could do without Dumbledore in the castle. He loved it.
Tom was still a bit possessive, but Harry didn't mind, he got to have great sex after all. Tom had sent back the meeting request with the Vampire envoys and was making shells plans on how to move his people forward in to positions of power. He was also working on translating more of the Flamel journals, he had pointed out that he had gotten the information about the Ministry wards from one of them so who knows what other things were hidden in Flamels words. He was doing other things too, working with magics, secondary plans for the education system, searching for heirs and actually teaching at the castle. Tom had stated that the reason he seemed to be doing so much is because his Death Eaters were like unruly children that needed to be constantly monitored lest they get distracted and in to trouble. Harry had found Tom's exasperated expression hilarious.
The reason he was so exhausted currently was because he was on his third re-live and he had been actively casting magic in all of them, he had made a breakthrough on one of his spells, but the other one had been anything other than successful. Just thinking about it made him groan and throw an arm over his eyes.
"You are more tired that you should be." Tom commented, looking him over with a critical eye.
"I've been working on something for months now and I simply cannot get the hang of it." Harry sighed, removing his arm and sitting up slightly. "It's ridiculous, I've never had magic be this damn complicated."
"What are you trying to do? You never struggle with spells."
"It's not a spell as such," Harry said, "Remember what I said about muggleborn, and how all magicals have a right to be in our world?"
"Yes, I have been looking in to the possibilities myself and discovered the benefits of including Squibs in to our world too." Tom told him and Harry gave him a bright smile.
"You are fantastic, you know that?" Harry stated and Tom raised an eyebrow to get him to explain. "I had already written out the rudimental plan to have all First generation's parents given blood tests to see if there are of Squib blood because they have the ability to becoming upstanding members of our society and it would lessen the orphan count."
"Yes, it would and that is a good idea." Tom agreed.
"What I am struggling with is creating or adapting something that allows us to trace bursts of accidental magic. If I can find something that can trace it we will have the ability to find First Gens earlier and bring them in to our world straight away." Harry explained, "I already have the skeleton plans for a magical orphanage so those who don't have Squib parents or ones who don't want to follow have a decent place to stay. I just can't seem to get the magic right."
"Why in Merlin's name are you trying to do so much alone?" Ton questioned incredulously.
"All of my friends have been really busy with everything else and I didn't want to add more to that." Harry said with a shrug and Tom rolled his eyes.
"What am I, chopped liver?" Tom wondered and Harry blinked, his expression completely black which told Tom that he hadn't even contemplated asking him.
"I didn't think about asking you." Harry admitted, "Which seems rather idiotic of me considering you're kind of a genius."
"Exactly. If you pass your workings to me I will be able to offer insight." Tom suggested, "We leave tomorrow as it is, therefore we shall have more time to do as we please."
"I know, we made it. Dumbledore is gone and I am free to run wild." Harry said with a happy sigh.
"I feel the need to remind you that you are staying with Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy, I don't believe 'wild' is the correct term needed." Tom joked and Harry snorted.
"Have you seen Narcissa around Ball season?" Harry asked and Tom shuddered.
"Remind me to conveniently be away on business during those few days." Tom muttered.
"Oh no, if I'm having to suffer then you're going to be there with me." Harry said and Tom shot him a look of disgust
"That is just unnecessarily cruel." He sniffed and Harry laughed.
"I learned from you." Harry told him primly and Tom gave him an unimpressed look.
"What are your plans for this evening and tomorrow?"
"Well I have to speak to my friends in ten minutes, but it's only to check in before we break up tomorrow and then I'll serve our dinner. Tomorrow I am collecting everything that I'll need to take with me and then I'm with you."
"What are your intentions for the harpy?" The disgust in Tom's tone was actually quite impressive and Harry grimaced.
"I shall have to 'see her off' I suppose," He grumbled before his expression twisted in to a nasty smirk, "After the holidays, however…"
"I would feel pity for her if I didn't want to personally carve out her eyes with a blunted spoon and then extract her brain from the empty sockets." Tom mused and Harry gave him an impressed look.
"That was extraordinarily creative for on the spot thinking."
"Thank you."
Harry snickered and pulled himself up with some effort, his body was comfortable and didn't agree with the movement at all. He wandered over to the kitchen and put the chicken pie he prepared that morning in to cook as well as putting some potatoes to boil.
"Now, I won't be long with my friends and I'll leave my workings here for you to look at." Harry told Tom, putting a folder down on the table, "Keep your hands off the sorbet, I know you stole some of it earlier."
"If you are going to parade a cherry sorbet around in front of me, then you are to expect it to be eaten." Tom reasoned, Harry rolled his eyes with a smile and kissed him before vanishing in to the shadows. All of his friends were already in his rooms and he raised an eyebrow.
"Did you all move in?" Harry asked and Ron gave him a pitiful look.
"Ginny," He stated and Harry smirked.
"Is she giving you trouble now that I have to train extra hard because Dumbledore's gone?" Harry questioned slyly and Badger gave him a look of disgust.
"You have no idea."
"Really? I have no idea." Harry repeated incredulously and Badger shook his head.
"At least with when she is with you she is obvious in action. With us it's a different mood every hour and good Lord does she ever moan."
"Did you have to pretend to sleep with her?" Harry inquired lightly and they looked ill at the thought.
"Ok, you win."
"That's what I thought."
"I have already packed everything you shall need for the holidays." Luna told him, "Though you will need to go shopping for materials and Yule gifts."
"You, my dear sister, are amazing." He stated seriously and she smiled, "Now this is only a check in before we break up and embrace freedom."
"I suggest that we do the minimal work during the holidays." Swift decided, "We have worked our asses off during the past four months and we even managed to get Dumbledore out. We deserve a full break."
"As much as I like studying, I have to agree." Paws admitted reluctantly, "We have all been reliving the days over and over, I think we have time to take these two/three weeks easy and just enjoy ourselves. The only time we'll need to relive is for a break, we are going to be expected to behave like our fronts, so I would like to have my time away from the Burrow as free time."
"I think that will be for the best." Draco agreed, "The only ones who need to relive are Paws, Swift and Badger, everyone else should have enough freedom to be themselves."
"Yes, we have a shop to run, us flickering in and out won't raise questions thankfully." Fred said with a grin, "That and Molly knows we have a flat above the shop that we stay in."
"And as you will be expected to celebrate Christmas, you'll have time on the 23rd to meet and exchange gifts for Yule." Harry added and they all shared a grin.
"I am going to Italy on the 21st to meet Venom's family, but other than that I'll be with Paws." Swift said with a smile, "It shouldn't be too difficult."
"Mother has a strict regime for Yule, but other than that we will be free – unless Mother kidnaps Snake to cook for her." Draco said with a smirk and Swift sighed.
"At least we know that the Malfoy Ball with have truly spectacular food."
"Cissa has already decided I am making one of the deserts." Harry informed them and Swift's eyes lit up.
"Thank you Merlin." He muttered to himself.
"So it is agreed that we are actually have a break." Badger said to them, "And we'll meet at the Sanctuary on the 23rd."
"Mione, we'll need to go out the day before to prepare for the 25th, that's when I want everything built. It's the ball season from the 25th evening onwards."
"It's going to be so exciting." Paws exclaimed, "Is it temporary or permanent?"
"I was thinking we could make it temporary and if it's a hit them have a bigger, more permanent one out on the lands – inside a separate building." Harry explained and she nodded.
"What about building an outside climbing area?" She suggested, "Many of the cubs have an excess amount of energy, having a safe area for them to climb and explore would be beneficial for them."
"If you focus on that and you'll focus on the first, we can have them both put up temporary and then if they take off speak with the Goblins to have them secured." Harry decided and she nodded with a grin.
"Perfect,"
"So I wish you all a happy Yule, and you know where to contact me if anything is needed." Harry said with a smile. "Go careful guys."
"We will, Snake. Just remember to take a break, yeah?" Swift pointed out, "You deserve a rest too." Harry waved them off with a laugh and vanished in to the shadows. He stepped out and caught Tom with a spoon in his mouth and the bowl of sorbet on the counter, Harry cleared his throat and the man didn't even look remotely apologetic.
"It is very nice." Was the only excuse he offered and Harry rolled his eyes, slapping his reaching hand away from his sorbet.
"Carry this on and I'll never make anything with cherries in it again." He warned and Tom shot his a look of horror.
"That is just unnecessary."
"Stop eating it then." Harry told him, "You are going to ruin your dinner and I didn't spend hours slaving away making you a chicken pie for you not to eat it."
"You've made chicken pie?" Tom repeated, suddenly very interested in the oven.
"Yes, you did say you used to enjoy it during the winter and I'm pretty sure December is in winter." Harry said simply, Tom looked at him curiously before pressing a soft kiss to his lips and going to sit down. Harry smiled slightly and began serving the food as soon as he deemed it ready, the pie was with potatoes, steamed mixed vegetables and chicken gravy served separately. They didn't speak much when they were eating, only when Tom complimented Harry, much to the teen's pleasure.
"Ok so this sauce is another one of my experiments." Harry explained, "Its bittersweet chocolate-cherry, to be pared with the sorbet."
"As long as it doesn't kill me I am sure it will be fine."
"I'll bring you back if it does." Harry quipped in return and Tom laughed. They ate the desert and Tom noted how the sauce went perfectly with the sorbet but it wasn't even half as nice on its own, Harry said he would make a note of it and cleared the plates. Winky was there to take everything away from him and Harry flashed her thankful smile, going over to the sitting area instead and making Tom's lap his pillow.
"Comfortable?"
"Very,"
He had tried to put it off for as long as possible but it just wasn't to be. Ginny was latched on to him wailing over how they were going to be apart for so long and she was going on and on and on and on and on and on…
"It'll be fine, Ginny. Just two weeks." Harry interrupted her before she could start another over dramatic description of how terrible the holidays were going to be because they couldn't be together.
"I know, but it's just so long." She groaned and Harry made sure he looked very upset when he nodded. Fortunately, Flitwick was on duty and he ushered the students down towards the carriages and Ginny was only able to peck him before running off. Harry let his expression fall away and didn't even bother to linger like he was watching her leave, he span on his heel and walked back to Tom's rooms, where the man was just finishing his last teachers report before they would be leaving.
"I see you didn't bother to wait." Tom noted and Harry scoffed.
"No. I've already had to deal with her incessant wailing over our separation."
"Lovely."
"Yes, that's one word for it." Harry muttered in disgust, "Ready?"
"Why the sudden need to leave?" Tom asked and Harry grimaced.
"Honestly, I want to get this damn medical exam over with." Harry told him. "Cissa wishes to give me a full one."
"I fail to see the haste." Tom admitted.
"Full exams give your entire injury history, do they not? Starting from current or latest injuries back to the beginning."
"Yes,"
"Cissa freaked at my results with the wolves. How do you think she is going to take my injury history?" Harry pointed out dryly and Tom smirked.
"Ah. Good luck, and do try to have fun." He said gleefully.
"Thanks, Tom. That really made me feel warm." Harry muttered with a scowl, before a somewhat vicious smirk came to his face.
"I don't like that look." Tom stated warily and Harry chuckled darkly.
"You can mock me now, but let's see how pleased you'll be when Cissa is informed that most of my serious past injuries are because of you. I'm sure the basilisk bite I received when you set the thing on me will go down delightfully." Harry informed him brightly and suddenly Tom wasn't smirking anymore.
"So I'll come with you so she doesn't go overboard?" He suggested quickly and Harry grinned.
"Thanks Tom, you're the best."
"Let's get this over with." Tom sighed, giving him an unimpressed look. Harry rolled his eyes and pulled the man through the shadows him, he received a rather nasty stinging hex for that, but he laughed at Tom's ill look.
"You've been used to my shadows for months now." Harry pointed out, clenching his hand over the sting.
"When I am prepared. You cannot merely pull someone through those disgusting things." Tom snapped, still looking queasy.
"Hey! Leave my shadows alone! They are wonderful."
"You are insane." Tom stated and Harry burst out laughing.
"HA! Coming from you that's saying something." He quipped and then ran away laughing. Tom threw spells at him as he followed, though he would deny chasing him until his dying breath. Harry knew where to lead, however, and he took the man to the room where Narcissa was enjoying her morning tea. Tom's well directed tripping hex caught him in the doorway sending him tumbling in to the room, rolling over and leaping over the sofa for somewhere to hide. Tom darted in to the room with his wand out and Narcissa shot to her feet, Tom's widened at the sight of her and then turned back to Harry, who had poked his head above the back of the sofa, with a narrow eyed glare, which darkened when it became apparent that Harry was laughing.
"You sly mother fu-,"
"My Lord!" Narcissa exclaimed and Tom flushed slightly. Harry howled with laughter at the man's disgruntlement and pulled himself to his feet, he had to bend over though because he was laughing so much.
"What in Merlin's name were the pair of you doing?" She demanded.
"He was trying to kill me." Harry got out and Tom scoffed.
"If I was trying to kill you, you wouldn't be here." He grumbled, and then he closed his eyes realising what he had just set himself up for.
"You sure about that, Tom?" Harry inquired, his voice light and innocent and Tom threw him a poisonous glare in return.
"Haven't you got a medical exam to attend?" He spat, taking a seat and Harry grinned.
"Of course," Harry turned to Narcissa, "Cissa, wonderful to see you again. I am here for my consensual medical exam." She smiled and nodded.
"Good. It won't take long, but if there is anything on your results that are irregular may incur further treatments." She explained and Harry withheld a groan.
"Is it possible to keep all treatments from injuries gained this year only?" Harry asked and she shoot him a suspicious look.
"Why?" She questioned slowly, Harry sighed and walked to stand in front of her.
"You'll see."
Cissa gave him a long look before getting to work, she ran her wand over his entire body, front and back, murmuring under her breath. Her eyes widened at something and Harry knew it wasn't good when she actually cursed, Narcissa sliced her wand in a rather violent motion and then flicked it downwards sharply. Parchment started to unroll from the end of her wand and Harry could see it was listing his injuries, when it became longer than his own body he knew that there was absolutely no chance on earth that even Tom could stop the upcoming fit. Harry glanced at the man for some sort of help, but he was as helpful as a blade of grass because he was staring at the growing parchment with a look of amazement and alarm.
"Harry James Potter-Black." Narcissa whispered dangerously. Harry blinked, so that was the thrill of fear when normal people had their full name called by an adult. He slowly turned to face her and he must have looked like a dear caught in headlights because he felt a shot of amusement from Tom.
"Um, yes?" He would deny that he squeaked and he would hex Tom laughing, even if he muffled it very well.
"You will take all potions I prescribe for you. You will not miss a single meal. You will not put yourself in any situation that could potentially cause you harm for the entirety of this holiday." She stated in a dangerously calm tone, to which Harry nodded immediately. She looked him over, as if evaluating his honestly, before spinning on her heal and gliding out of the room, taking the parchment with her. Harry remained frozen where he was standing for a good two minutes after she had left and slowly released the breath he had been holding.
"That was rather mild." He managed reasonably.
"I believe you have managed to ignite her anger so much that she is completely calm." Tom told him, his amusement clear.
"At least I know she isn't going to try and kill me." Harry decided, trying to be cheerful. "It's not as if I am going to be doing anything dangerous over Yule."
"I would go to your sister if you decide to do any kind of training." Tom said with a smirk, "Else Narcissa tie you to a bed and force-feed you potions."
"Noted." Harry said, "Shall we settle in and begin our much needed holiday?"
"That sounds like a wonderful idea."
Harry was exhausted. For the past four nights he had gotten no sleep whatsoever, it was like since he left the castle is body refused to shut down. It was killing him. He would go to bed only to toss and turn all fucking night before giving up and reading, Harry had a small idea what could be the cause, but he refused to acknowledge it and he wouldn't take a dreamless sleep. Normally, he could go days without sleep, but with all the extra work he had been putting in over the last few days so he could clear his schedule for the upcoming celebrations was dragging him down. He knew he had agreed to relax over the holidays, but there were some things that couldn't wait, mainly to do with gathering information for the balls and future ministry happenings, and getting spells and things in place for January. But it wasn't just that.
The constant use of magic for his experiments, the endless reading and translating he had been doing over the journals he had taken from Flamel, the repeated trips to the Goblins to have everything put in place for the cubs and the ridiculous amount of effort it took to wade through the ministry spiel so he could continue on with his own laws, classifications and departments; it was getting to be too much. He had finished what he had wanted, which was the one good thing, and he was now free to fully relax, but he still needed sleep. His thoughts were getting sluggish and his magic was resting heavy. It probably wasn't wise to be living multiple times without sleeping either, but there wasn't anything to be done about it.
Narcissa had insisted he participate in the annual decorating of the manor, and he admitted he did have fun doing it, but it caused him to live another day to do so. The woman would string him up if she knew of his full state, she had been pushing potions at him since he had had his exam and Harry wasn't stupid enough to not take them. He stalked down for breakfast and it was obvious that he should not be approached, with each day he lost sleep, the worst his mood became until now he was to be avoided. Tom hadn't been around so Harry couldn't even distract himself, the man in question was clearly pissed off, but Harry couldn't find it in himself to wonder why at the current time. He was busy making sure he didn't kill anyone himself, let alone pondering how many bodies Tom was stacking up.
"Good morning, Harry," Narcissa said warmly and Harry nodded, he didn't even want to eat but he grabbed a piece toast so he didn't get yelled at.
"Draco and I are set to go shopping, do you wish to join us?" She asked, Harry shook his head, if he had to deal with too many people today it would be a bad day. Draco smirked.
"No mother, Harry is going to avoid all human contact for the rest of the day or there will likely be bloodshed." The blond said lightly and Harry glared at him.
"Oh, is there something wrong?"
"M'fine," Harry muttered, not wanting to go through another medical exam. He left the table as soon as possible and vanished to his room. As he didn't want to see anyone, he decided to design Paws' dresses for the balls. Harry would sketch out the ideas, colours, materials and designs before drawing it out as a finished design and then he could make it depending if he had the time – though he was planning on making sure he had the time. All of the sewing practice he had from the Dursley's came in handy and with a little magic, literally, he had become quite the maker he had illustrated to himself that he hadn't lost his touch when he had made Luna's apology gown. He had enjoyed himself a lot making that, the repetitive movements were oddly soothing and there was something about making his own creations come to life that was extremely satisfying. He needed to go shopping desperately, not only did he need to buy Yule gifts, but he also needed materials and packaging if he was going to get these dresses done. He still had things left, but he was looking to make at least seven more dresses and it was always better to have too much than not enough. Harry was looking forward to the balls, it would be fun and his best friends would be joining him, no one knew what they were really like and together they were great.
He spent the morning putting his ideas on paper, changing and rearranging things and even managing to finish another of Luna's too. These balls were at the peak of things, everyone would want to speak to the new Lady McKinnon and elusive Lord Prewett and Harry wanted the best seats in the House when everyone realised who the two new people were. As Luna said, he wanted them to be presented as the Golden Trio; Harry, Ron and Hermione, and he couldn't wait. That and the balls would be the lead up to the new school term, when he got back everything would change. Dumbledore was no longer there and it would only be a week before they would be sworn in to the Wizengamot and that would hit the papers like wildfire. Everyone would know, and then they would be free to do whatever they wanted, they could be themselves in school and Harry couldn't wait. He was filled with excitement, even if he knew he still would be working around the clock to get things in to place after that.
With a sigh he tossed his wand away and jumped on his bed, if he couldn't sleep he would meditate. He needed to settle himself. Harry always loved looking at his core, it was soothing and energising at the same time, the way the magic was free and unconfined. He sorted through his Occlumency shields and made sure they were at their best, or as best he could get them given his current exhausted state. If there was one thing Harry loved, it was his sleep. He wouldn't take a potion because he would be unprotected and at a disadvantage, something he would not allow. Harry wouldn't take that potion unless he was alone in his manor with the wards up in full power; not that he was paranoid.
When he pulled out it was approaching dinner, Harry felt better than he previously did, but unless he got some sleep he would be snapping at everyone, something he didn't want especially this close to the first ball. He also didn't want to ruin Narcissa's Yule celebrations, he knew that she had something planned and Harry wanted to be able to enjoy it too. He dragged himself down to eat and then he planned on wrapping himself up in his blankets until he fell asleep; it sounded like a good plan. Draco and Narcissa were talking about the upcoming balls when he entered, which did peak Harry's interest so he tried to stay involved in the conversation.
"Hadrian's is the first, I think I will wear gold to his and blue to Izar's." Narcissa mused.
"You will have to choose what shade before I decide my robes mother, that way we do not embarrass ourselves." Draco said.
"Of course, Dragon,"
Harry managed to smirk when Draco coloured slightly.
"What colours are you wearing, Harry?" She asked him and Harry shrugged.
"I am not sure, maybe blue or black to Hadrian's. I will have to speak with Luna before I make any concrete decisions." Harry replied.
"Why do you need to speak with her?"
"We have an agreement, I give her money and let her do whatever she wants." Harry grinned and Draco rolled his eyes.
"You two are awful together, you're like a pair of children."
"You're one to talk," Harry scoffed, Draco sniffed and swept his robes.
"I don't know what you mean."
"Sure," Harry dragged the word out, "And put you around Manic and Panic and it's a different story," Draco blushed violently much to Harry's amusement.
"Shut it, Potter," He hissed and Harry smirked; he knew Draco had yet to tell either of his parents, and while Narcissa was likely to accept it with a smile, it was Lucius' reaction to the twins that Harry couldn't wait for. He would have to bring Tom with him, he was sure the man would find equal amounts of amusement in the situation.
"You started this,"
"At least I don't spend the day stuffing my face and talking about mindless drivel,"
"No, you spend the day betwe-," Harry was cut off when Draco flung a silencer at him, the blond was glowing pink and glaring at Harry who laughed silently.
"End of the conversation?" Harry asked lightly, once he had countered the spell.
"Yes," He stated. Narcissa was watching them with raised eyebrows, Harry grinned and shook his head.
"Me and Luna spend usually Sundays doing nothing apart from talking, making bets and planning," Harry shrugged. "Lately it's been difficult, however, we still manage to find our days."
"I see," Narcissa's amusement was clear and Harry flashed an unremorseful smile. They ate the rest of their meals in relative silence, both Tom and Lucius absent from the table but Harry knew where they were. Lucius was trying to finish off as many laws as possible so he could spend the upcoming days with his family and playing the political game. Tom was in his office, the man was in an absolutely foul mood, one that Harry knew not to bother him with because he too was in a terrible mood and both of them together probably wasn't ideal right now. Besides, it was Yule and he was practicing that clean break. Harry excused himself when he was finished, he was dead on his feet and he was mentally begging for sleep to come to him.
"If you do not sleep well tonight, tomorrow you shall be taking a potion whether you like it or not." Narcissa stated in warning, "You barely look after your health as it is."
"I keep myself alive." Harry waved her off.
"Barely," Both she and Draco muttered and Harry pouted.
"I'm not that-," He was cut off with a look from Cissa and his shoulders drooped, "Fine."
"Good."
Harry walked through the manor almost absently, his mind was still active but his eyes were heavy and he couldn't seem to focus on anything for too long. It was aggravating, especially because he knew that if he could just get some sleep then he would be ok. Harry curled up and read the transfiguration book he had taken from Gryffindor's rooms, Harry wanted to make sure he had no energy left before he settled down. Unfortunately, it was not to be. He finished the book and cast a tempus, it was 11:30 and he groaned, he flung the book over to the chair and led down with his eyes closed. Harry led there for what felt like hours but no matter what he did, sleep evaded him, and he was pissed off with it. He rolled over for what felt like the millionth time when his door was flung open and he found himself dragged out of bed by an irate Dark Lord.
"What the fuck?" Harry exclaimed, stumbling as he tried to regain his footing.
"You are coming with me." Tom snapped in a voice that book no room for arguments, the man was practically thrumming with lethargy, frustration and anger and Harry couldn't find any words to actually use. He was pulled down to the man's room, where the door was slammed shut and warded behind them. Harry was pushed down on to the bed and Tom climbed in next to him, covering them with the quilt and he wrapped his arm around Harry's waist much to the teen's confusion.
"Um Tom?"
"Sleep," He ordered in a tired voice. Harry blinked a few times before a smile came to his face, though he did ruthlessly push away all feelings and thoughts surrounding the situation. Instead, he snuggled down in to the warm bed and let his eyes drop closed; he was asleep instantly.
Harry awoke slowly and he felt like he was in comfiest position he had ever been in, it was utter bliss and the sleep heavy feeling that surrounded him told him just how well he slept the night previous if it wasn't already obvious. He felt refreshed, revitalised and it took him a moment to realise that he was pressed up against a warm body and there was an arm draped over his waist. He didn't want to move, it was the best night's sleep he had had in memory, but he felt light kisses against his neck and he smiled, he wouldn't mind waking up like that every day and then he blinked at his thoughts.
"Tom," he complained, "I was sleeping."
"Past tense," came the muttered reply, Harry laughed lightly, he pulled himself up so he was sitting and stretched his back making it click in a few places.
"That is not pleasant," Tom told him and Harry flashed him a grin.
"I know,"
Tom rolled his eyes, Harry turned around to kiss him and smiled.
"You are in a decidedly happier mood than the past few days." Tom pointed out as his hands settled on Harry's hips.
"I am, it's the first night I've slept since I got here. I like my sleep thank you." There was a flash of shock in the crimson eyes before it was gone and Harry didn't ask, if Tom wanted him to know he would tell him.
"Do you have plans for the ball settled?" Tom asked him and Harry tilted his head,
"Of course, but it depends on what happens at the first ball to see what happens at the others." Harry said, "You are attending all of them this year, aren't you?"
"Yes, I've decided they might actually keep my interest this year." Tom said thoughtfully, a smirk curling on to his face and Harry grinned.
"Oh and I wonder why that is?"
"I wonder," He drawled.
Harry kissed him and then pulled him up.
"Come on, you can get on with whatever you've been trying to do for the past few days."
"I blame you," Tom said and Harry laughed.
"Thought you might,"
"What are you doing today?" Tom asked and Harry tilted his head.
"Probably going to finishing designing the girls' dresses,"
"Designing their dresses?" Tom repeated and Harry nodded.
"Yes, it's a hobby of mine. I design women's clothes, actually I can design anything as long as it's not my own clothes." Harry told him, he flicked his wrist and transfigured his clothes in to dark jeans and conjured a white top.
"How do you know your design will be followed, most usually stick with a base." Tom pointed out coming out of the bathroom dressed.
"I'll probably end up making them if I'm honest, I just need the final draw up and the sizes before I can get on with it." Harry shrugged and Tom looked at him.
"You make them?"
"Yeah, I find it soothing."
"I do wonder about you." Tom muttered and Harry rolled his eyes. They left the bedroom and Harry slipped in to his room so he could properly change and he grabbed his design book. He threw on some shoes and made his way to the dining room, he greeted the room brightly and kicked Draco when the blond was going to make a snide comment.
"You seem better, Harry."
"Yes, I feel refreshed," Harry agreed helping himself to food, he opened his book on to his current design and took out his wand. He gained numerous strange looks when he held the wand like it was a pencil, but he ignored them in favour of finishing the final details.
"What are you doing?" Lucius finally asked.
"I am currently finished this last detail so I can decide the final material and season." Harry muttered absently, if anything the looks increased.
"I'm sorry?"
"You know, I think this will be perfect for Yule." Harry stated looking at the page with narrowed eyes, "With that material it would be perfect, of course it could only be in pale colours and nothing too dramatic."
"You know you are talking to yourself," Draco told him and Harry looked at him startled.
"What?"
"You're talking to yourself again,"
"Oh, right. Sorry." Harry said sheepishly looking at the incredulous looks he was being shot.
"What is it, Harry?" Narcissa asked and Harry held up his book.
"It's one of my latest design, I wasn't quite sure if it would be for Yule or summer, but then I changed the design and picked the material and thought it best for Yule." Harry explained showing her, she looked at it amazed.
"It's beautiful,"
"Thanks, I believe its one of my better ones." Harry agreed, "I've been toying with a few ideas and this one came to me when I was finished Luna's latest."
"Do you draw a lot of these?" She questioned.
"A fair few, it all depends on what is going on." Harry told her.
"I would love the first one for our ball." Narcissa told him seriously and Harry's eyes lit up.
"Really?"
"Yes, depending on the price and the stones." She said and Harry gained a thoughtful look.
"What are you doing today?"
"Nothing, I had to rearrange the appointment with the florist."
"Would you mind if I borrowed you for some time? I can guarantee a brilliant outcome."
"I don't see why not,"
"Wonderful," Harry said with enthusiasm, "We might be able to create something new today." They both finished their breakfast and left the dining room, Harry went to his room looked at it before nodding.
"Yes, the perfect lighting I think." He said and flicked his wand to conjure up a stool.
"Would you mind standing on the stool in as little as you feel comfortable." Harry asked going over to his trunk and pulling out numerous packages, boxes and a tape measure. "Oh and if it makes you feel better, I'd likely look more towards your husband then yourself; no offence of course."
"None taken, dear," Harry turned around to see Narcissa stood in her underwear on the stool, he blinked and then shrugged.
"Right, now I can properly size you," He tossed his tape measure in the air and it began taking sizes, Harry walked around her taking in every detail of her figure until he was sure he had everything. He went over to his book and, focussing on Narcissa only, he pulled the memory out and let it seep in to the pages. A replica of her appeared at all angles and he smirked, he snapped his fingers so the sizes appeared written underneath and nodded.
"This should be simple enough, I have samples of colours, stones, metals and materials." He said and Harry handed over the packets, Narcissa sat down and browsed through them.
"I think these are perfect." She said and Harry went over, "Although I don't think I have ever had a dress made from chiffon, usually they are silks or satins.
"It is a new material for me to work with, but I have been practicing," He told her.
"Its so soft and ever so light." She said and Harry nodded, she had also chosen diamonds in a silver case and pale silver. He conjured a dressmaking dummy in Narcissa's sizes, Harry threw the material over her for the top half and he started to pin it in to place in a rough outline.
"You're making the dress," She commented surprised and Harry nodded.
"Yes, I learned because of my delightful relatives. It's like cooking, they made me do it and I grew to love it in my own time, especially now as I have no restrictions." Harry explained and she looked impressed. He clipped it all in to place and then removed it, Harry suspended it in midair and fitted the shaping wire in using his wand making the dress take shape. He cut away the excess and ran his wand slowly across the bust stitching in the ripple detail, he put it on the dummy again and pinned it securely but comfortably. When he deemed it acceptable, he left the top half and started on the skirt by creating a thin under layer made of silk. Harry added an extra 3 inches to the bottom to allow for heels and began layering it up, he pinned it at the left hip for the ripple effect and then stitched it at the back leaving the top 4 inches for a zip.
Harry stitched the top to the skirt leaving a touch of over hand and the back open with his wand, he made sure it was sewn together perfectly before placing it carefully back on the dummy to begin the final stages. Harry layered some of the material together and wrapped it around where the skirt and top met making the dress flow seamlessly, he secured it at the back and then he added a final thin layer to the whole dress leaving it perfectly together. Finally, he ran his wand up the spit at the back and watched as the back sealed together with a silver zip, he couldn't help but smirk when it settled perfectly. For the last touch, he stitched the right shoulder strap on the right side of the zip at the back and led it over across the front to the left and then carried it down to sit on the left hip. He placed a snowflake-like silver clasp filled with diamonds over the stitching and secured it, Harry stepped back to look at the final piece and grinned; it was stunning
"If you would," He directed her back and she stood back up on the stool. Carefully, he helped her slide the dress on and zip it up, it fit perfectly and he couldn't help but smile brightly at the results. The top was figure hugging and the pale silver material was darker in some places giving it the layered effect he wanted. The strap leading to the hip drew attention to the snowflake design purposely and it led on to the floating, floor-length skirt that finished the dress off. He pulled out a box from his trunk and re-sized it, it was the pair of shoes he had designed with Luna back in school and he thought they were perfect for the dress. They were silver satin 4" closed in heels with a ruffle on the toe. He got Narcissa to slip them on, and they adjusted to fit her, with some silver bangles, diamond studs and he pinned her hair up in a French braid making sure to leave none hanging down on her neck. He passed her a small darker silver clutch with the same snowflake clasp on it for the very final and Harry stepped back.
"I think we have a finished product," Harry told her with a smile, he conjured up a full length mirror and placed it in front of her and she gasped.
"Wow," She breathed amazed, turning left and right to admire the dress.
"So what do you think?" He asked, even if she didn't like it he could put it to use, a few adjustments and it would look fine.
"It's stunning," Narcissa stated admiring her reflection, "I don't think I've ever had a gown this beautiful."
"Good, I'm glad." He said, pleased.
"You could make a business with this, your designs are amazing and I know I would be a regular customer." She stated seriously, "I'll pay 6400 galleons for this gown." Harry blinked in shock at that.
"Are you serious?"
"Definitely, and the quality of the dress itself especially as I saw you make it is astounding." Narcissa told him, "How do you do it?"
"It was just something I picked up, I had to re-size and recreate my clothes all the time when I was with them and I had to do that by hand so with a wand its much easier." Harry explained with a shrug.
"Well it's phenomenal," She said, "And the shoes?"
"Oh those are what Luna and I created in school, we were messing about with ideas and those were the finished product along with the clutch."
"I'll pay 1500 for the pair and the bangles." She said after a moments of thought.
"That would be amazing, I think I could arrange something with Luna and we could make something out of this. She is amazing at men's wear and she helps me design shoes and other things." Harry mused and Narcissa nodded.
"I would recommend it, and you,"
"Thanks," Harry said with a smile, he helped her out of the dress and put it in a clear bag on a hanger to keep it protected. Narcissa redressed as Harry boxed up the shoes, bangles and clutch and on a whim he pressed his wand to the packages and a beautiful black phoenix appeared in mid-flight with HPB scripted underneath.
"Signed and sealed." Harry said and Narcissa smiled.
"Perfect," She agreed, "If you to decide to create something with this would it go under your name or both?"
"I don't know," Harry answered after a moment's thought, "It would depend in if Luna is interested or not."
"I understand. I will have the funds transferred over," She told him with a smile."
"Hold with that for now, I can visit the bank and have an account opened for the and that way I can create a business if I want."
"Ok," She agreed easily and Harry grinned before his eyes lit up.
"Would you permit me to create a few designs for you?" Harry asked and she smiled.
"That would be lovely, you know the Malfoy house colours?"
"Gold, silver and blue?" Harry confirmed.
"Yes,"
"I can sketch out a few ideas and now I have your sizes I can make them for you to view." Harry said thinking out how he could do it. Making the dress seemed to make his mind explode with ideas and he had time to focus on them. He would have to go shopping later, and if he ran over the necessary time then he had a time turner; Cissa would kill him if he was late to dinner this evening. Once he had been shopping and have everything back at the manor then he was free to begin work. The next day was the gift exchange and the Yule log, he would be living that day first before anything, and only once he had relived the day to see his friends would he go back and tackle some of the dresses and some of his own work. It was a lot, and he would have to be very careful not to do too much, but he was running out of time. Hadrian's ball was in three days!
"Would you like a room for your work, there are many rooms that are not in use?"
"That would be brilliant." Harry said gratefully, "If it could have good lighting then I would me most appreciative."
"It shall be done," She snapper her fingers and an elf popped in, "See to it that these are placed in my dressing room with the utmost care and have the second sun room on the east side dusted and aired." She ordered and the elf bowed before popping away with the dress and accessories.
"We are running late for lunch, the elves should be finished by the time we have ate and then an elf will take you."
"Thanks," Harry said waving his hand to order his room slightly.
"No, thank you Harry, the gown is something to be commended." They walked down to the dining room discussing possible designs, they entered to discover the meal nearly over and Harry blinked.
"Wow, 4 hours." He muttered sliding in to his seat.
"Yes, what have you been doing?" Lucius wondered and Narcissa turned to him in enthusiasm.
"Harry has just made me the most gorgeous dress I have ever seen with stunning shoes and accessories," Narcissa told her husband who blinked.
"Made?"
"Yes, it was quite extraordinary. He made it up from material to my perfect size right in front of me. I suggested he make a business out of it, and you owe him 7900 dear."
Lucius looked like he was going to choke on the number.
"Excuse me?"
"Hand made, one-of-a-kind original, real diamond ball gown, with hand made shoes and accessories." Narcissa said and Harry noticed the steel in her voice.
"Of course dear," Lucius agreed hurriedly and Harry bit back a grin; everyone was afraid of Narcissa.
"You were wondering what you were going to do when Dumbledore was seen to," Tom pointed out amused, Harry flashed him a grin.
"Apparently I'm going in to the design business; who knew?"
"I still find it astounding that you make clothes," Tom shook his head.
"I supposed one wouldn't associate something as intricate as design with someone who plays Quidditch, duels and kills easily." Harry agreed, "But I'm weird so yeah," he shrugged.
"You have the second part correct," Tom muttered and Harry gasped in mock affront.
"Well I never,"
"My example," Tom drawled with a smirk, Harry grinned.
"I know,"
"Have you spoken to your wolf!?" Tom asked and Harry shook his head.
"No, as of yet things have been pretty quiet. I did say I would drop in during the Yule break so I doubt I'll hear anything until then." Harry said and Tom nodded. He watched as Harry got a somewhat glazed look, and smirked when the teen shook his head blinking.
"You are going to disappear." Tom stated and Harry blinked.
"Um I was going to disappear for a bit, how did you know?"
"You gained a look that said you had an idea, and last time you had a spontaneous idea you ended up vanishing for 2 days and forgetting to eat." Tom said and Harry tugged at his hair sheepishly.
"In my defence, I did think is was Friday still." He said and Tom rolled his eyes.
"Just remember to eat and you do have to sleep." Tom told him and Harry grinned.
"Yeah, I'll remember this time I swear, besides, I have my turner."
"Because I believe that," Tom muttered with a sigh, he excused himself and swept from the room and Harry laughed to himself.
"Did you really vanish for 2 days!?" Narcissa asked astonished.
"I honestly didn't realise it was that long. I was so busy creating, well twisting, a ward that I lost track of time." Harry shrugged and the older Malfoys blinked.
"Made a ward?" Lucius repeated in disbelief.
"Oh yes, mother, father, when Harry decides to do something he doesn't do it by halves."
"People don't just go and make wards." Lucius pointed out and Draco scoffed.
"Harry does,"
"It was needed, how else was I going to protect the wolves?" Harry asked rhetorically.
"You mean to say the ward created around Peverell manor was yours?"
"Well, Tom added a little bit, but yeah pretty much."
"Extraordinary,"
"I know," he agreed with a smirk.
"Do not forget that we have the Yule feast this evening." Narcissa reminded him, and Harry nodded with a smile.
"I wouldn't miss it." He assured her, "Now, I think I shall be off." He left with a nod calling for an elf to show him the way as he went.
"He's..." Lucius trailed off,
"Strange, bizarre, odd, weird, mind boggling?" Draco offered and Lucius nodded.
"All of them and more,"
"Yeah that's Harry,"
"I still haven't figured him out," Lucius shook his head and Draco smirked.
"It is no use father, Harry is impossible to figure out even after 2 years. I believe Raven is the closest."
"Raven?"
"Oh sorry, it's a habit; Luna Lovegood."
"She is rather-,"
"Strange, odd, bizarre, weird?" When they both nodded Draco laughed, "What do you expect, her and Harry are like twins." Draco excused himself leaving his parents to stew on the mystery that still was Harry Potter-Black.
Harry grinned as he looked at all of his boxes and bags surrounding him from his very successful shopping trip, he didn't have anything pushing to do so he decided to go shopping instead and he went back a few hours to add time. Germany, he decided, was his absolutely favourite country and he loved shopping there, and when it was lit up for Yule there was never anything more beautiful. Being able to shop, free of his masks and constraints was liberating, and he had gone a little mad. But it was Yule and he didn't care. He didn't have time to go through everything now however, he was running a bit late and he needed to have a quick shower and change before he was late to Narcissa's Yule Feast; she would sting him up.
Thankfully, there was already an outfit ready for him and he marvelled at Luna's eye for what felt like the hundredth time. The robes were a rich navy blue with a white shirt and the same colour tie, he threw them on and styled a little before deeming himself acceptable and making his way down to the dining room. Narcissa gave him a very pleased smile when he swept in to the room and took his seat, he was followed swiftly by Draco and when they were all seated Lucius rose to his feet, goblet in hand.
"To fulfilment in life, prosperity, family and friends, to many Happy Returns, and, most importantly, to Lady Magic herself." He said, an open smile on his aristocratic face. Everyone raised their goblets to that and the feast began. Malfoys were not known for their simple lifestyle and Harry had never had a meal at the manor that was anything less than fantastic, however, the feast in which appeared, and the beauty in which it was presented, left him momentarily speechless. He felt a flash of amusement from Tom and looked up to see the man watching his reaction, the Dark Lord tilted his head in a 'what did you expect?' motion and Harry grinned.
He took a bit of everything, enjoying both new and old flavours. Low conversation picked up, Lucius and Tom were speaking about the burning of the log which was taking place tomorrow while Draco and Narcissa spoke of when the Lestranges would arrive the next day. Harry stayed mostly silent, chipping in when someone spoke to him but making no attempt to start a conversation; he didn't need to.
It was such a pleasant atmosphere, and he wanted to fully enjoy what it had to offer. Surprisingly, the five of them made a huge dent in the feast and there was very little left over, Narcissa instructed the elves to meet with the Head Elf if Peverell Manor and sent the remaining food over for the wolves. Harry felt as if he was going to explode, he hadn't eaten that much food in a while and it felt good.
"Let us retire to the living room," Narcissa suggested, rising to her feet. Lucius offered his arm for his wife and led her out, Draco stood to his mother's left, continuing their conversation while Harry hung back with Tom. The man offered his arm to the teen, who rolled his eyes but took it and allowed himself to be led from the dining room.
"It'll be odd, being with the Lestranges in an informal setting." Harry mused, "I do not know what to expect."
"I believe you will find yourself mildly surprised." Tom answered honestly and Harry hummed in response.
"I am hoping for a pleasant evening, it will be my first log burning after all."
"Ah yes, Dumbledore." Tom remembered with distaste. "You will enjoy it, of that I am certain." Harry took a seat next to Tom when they reached the living room and joined in to the conversation of the balls, Lucius was mainly interested in the two new Lords and Ladies and it was all Harry, Draco and Tom could do not to rub their hands together in glee; it would be so much fun. After a couple of drinks, they all went their separate ways to finish of the day before heading to bed. Harry went to his room to go through his shopping and calling for Dobby and Winky to help wrap his gifts, though one he made sure to do himself because of who it was for. Once that was done, he went to the room Narcissa had given him to set his things up, he wanted everything in place so he could begin when he made the time. It was going to be fun.
When Tom went to his room that evening he stopped in surprise to find it already occupied, Harry was spread out over his bed, shirtless, reading like he owned the place.
"Good evening," Tom drawled and he raised an eyebrow when Harry looked up with a smirk.
"Oh hey,"
"What are you doing?" Tom asked him, "And do not give me the answer of 'reading' because I will hex you." Harry grinned.
"I'm currently lying on your bed, why?" He blocked the hex sent to him and sat up, Tom rolled his eyes and vanished in to the bathroom, "In actual fact, I've decided that because your bed seems sooooo much more comfortable than mine that I would borrow it."
"Is that so?" Tom said amused coming out shirtless, Harry made a noise of agreement from behind his book.
"Hey!" He exclaimed as Tom banished his book, Harry found himself pushed backwards on to the bed and he smirked.
"Have something in mind Tom?" He asked lightly.
"Hmm, quite a few things actually," Tom murmured running his hands over Harry's exposed skin, he pressed open mouthed kissed down his neck and along his collar; Harry groaned in pleasure.
"Tom…"
"Here you are, lying on my bed, in my room, with barely any clothes on." Tom said lowly. Such suggestive behaviour.
"I thought you might need a little hint." Harry breathed, reaching up to pull Tom closer to him.
"Really? Then I guess I should take that hint." The innuendo was barely hidden in that sentence and Harry laughed lightly before Tom was kissing him. The man ran his hand over Harry's hip and down his leg, vanishing his jeans and hitching his leg over his own hip, bringing them closer. Harry hissed when he felt one of Tom's fingers slide in to him, the man was set on dragging things out and Harry received a smirk much to his aggravation.
"Tooooom," He complained, his voice tight with need, "I want you in me."
"Patience," Tom told him, his own voice husky. He pushed in a second finger in and brushed over the spot that had Harry gasping and demanding more, something Tom was only too happy to give. When the third finger was entered, Harry was sure he was going to go insane, Tom was driving him mad and he was doing it on purpose.
"Will you just fuck me!" Harry hissed, pushing down on those fingers wishing it was more, "Please Tom, I need it." He whimpered when Tom drew out his fingers but he didn't have time to complain as Tom thrust in sharply and Harry cried out. He felt everything as Tom set the pace, it was hard and fast and Harry's breaths were coming in harsh pants as Tom changed his angle and hit his spot repeatedly. The waves of pleasure were coursing through his body, lighting his every nerve on fire and bringing him closer to his release, when it hit he yelled out Tom's name. Tom followed him after a few more thrusts and dropped down next to the teen, breathing heavily, and pulled him over so he was lying on his chest after cleaning up with a wave of his hand.
"So you definitely got the hint then." Harry murmured, and Tom chuckled slightly.
"Something like that."
"Oh, and just as a head's up. I'm dragging you to the Sanctuary tomorrow." Harry told him and Tom raised an eyebrow, not that Harry could see it.
"Indeed?"
"Uhuh,"
"Very well," Tom sighed, "I suppose I shall accompany you."
Harry smiled.
"Night, Tom."
There we have it folks, we have the gift giving and Harry's working before the Yule Balls. It's so close, so I will hurry to get the next chapter up and done so the drama can unfold! Please let me know what you think.
Thanks!
Jess*