Chapter 5

Last time:

"Yes, right again." /Wow, how does he act so stupid when he is this smart/ Lucius thought, not bothering to guard his thoughts, for once.

"Why can I hear your thoughts?" Harry asked.

"Oops, you weren't suppose to be able to do that yet. It is because you are a royal Nettik."

"Oh, so where do Malfoys rank in Nettik society?"

"We are high-ranking nobles, but of course, that will soon change."

This time:

"Are you truly loyal to Voldemort?" Harry asked, suddenly.

"Yes," Lucius said hesitantly, his mind racing, "Why?"

"I'm considering my loyalties."

"Every Death Eater knows Dumbledore is manipulating you. People were beginning to bet on how long it would take for you to start reconsidering your loyalties."

Lucius noticed that Harry seemed to get better rapidly as time passed.

2 HOURS LATER

There was a knock on the door.

"Father, may I come in?" Draco's voice rang out.

"Yes, you may," Lucius replied. When Lucius turned around to tell this to Draco, Harry slipped on his invisibility cloak, which he always kept in his pocket along with his wand.

"What did Harry say?" Draco asked eagerly. At this, Lucius looked up to see Harry's head appear momentarily as he put his finger over his lips.

"He actually figured out that he was your mate before I told him. Your mate is smarter than he acts at school. He will make a good Malfoy."

"So you do approve?"
"Of course, remember to stay on your guard. He is developing some of his abilities already. He has already caught me off my guard a couple of times."

"What do you mean?"

"Beware the snake in the lion's den" Lucius answered cryptically.

"He told you not to tell me didn't he? He has some Slytherin tendancies. I've come to realize that over time at Hogwarts."
Suddenly a laugh rang out. Harry threw off his cloak.

"Only some?" Harry asked, innocently.

Draco was visibly shaken.

"Father, why didn't you warn me that Harry was here?"

"He told me not to."

"Since when do you take orders from anyone?"
"Draco, think, look at the color of his eyes, then answer that question."

"Green eyes……oh, he's ROYAL!" Draco shouted, as it finally clicked.

"Draco, may I call you that?" Harry asked.

"Of course, you are my mate" Draco replied.

"Who do you support in the war?"

"The Dark Lord" Draco replied. /Wonder why he wants to know. It seems kinda obvious./

"I know it seems obvious." Draco's expression turned to one of shock and Lucius laughed. "But I wanted to be sure. After all, who do I support?"

"Easy, Dumbledore!"

"Wrong, Voldemort, after all, I was supposed to be a Slytherin."

"Really, that is surprising, considering you act like the perfect Gryffindor."

"Don't all Slytherins have masks and acts?"

"True. I guess there really is a lot I don't know about you."

"No one knows the real me."

"I'll have to remedy that."

"Draco, Harry," Lucius interrupted their conversation, "it's about time for dinner. Draco, show Harry to his room and get him a clean robe to change into. Oh, and get some medical attention from Zonky."

"Yes Father" Draco replied.

HARRY'S BEDROOM
"Draco, I don't need medical attention. I will be just fine. I've survived every other time just fine. Why would this time be any different?" Harry whined.

"Harry, it's free and now you have the chance to get medical attention. At least let the house-elf look at you."

"Fine."

"Zonky, come give Master Potter some medical attention."

"Yes, Master Draco" Zonky said, casting a diagnostic spell on Harry.

"Everything seems fine, Master Draco and Master Potter."

"That is all Zonky" Draco dismissed the house-elf.

AT DINNER
" So, welcome to our home, Harry" Nacissa warmly stated.

"It is my pleasure, this is truly a magnificent home and I would like to thank you for rescuing me from my uncle and allowing me to stay here."

"Of course, we may seem cold-hearted in public, but we really are a loving family. You wouldn't expect us to leave a future Malfoy in such horrendous conditions, now would you?"

"Well, I guess not."

"Harry, when is your birthday?" Draco interjected.

"July 31, only a week away" Harry excitedly replied.

"Do you have any plans?" Lucius inquired, already beginning to plot.

"No, I never do anything extremely special for my birthday. The way I commemorate it is that I stay up until midnight, at which time my presents from my friends arrive by owl. Then the next morning, I get up and the Dursley's give me their present, extra chores" Harry finished sarcastically.

"Those Dursleys are going to pay" Draco growled.

"Draco, a little possessive, are we?" Harry smirked.

"Of course, it's a trait of dominate Nettiks."

A/N: I know, its amazing, I actually updated. Shock