Hey guys! Here's Chapter 3! I hope you had read the warnings in my last chapter as they will be important in the future chapters to prevent backlash at me -_-
I do hope that doesn't happen. I have decided that this will be a mature rated fanfiction as caused by future chapters that will involve any sexual scenes or information as well as mentions of violence that may not be appropriate.
I hope the right audience here will keep that in mind, the younger audience... But this does not mean in this chapter! I'll put in a warning before any scene~!
Anyway! Enjoy and please... no negative feedback... thank you!
-Sleepy ^ ^ /
Warnings: Same bashing people of course, swearing.
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Chapter Three
Harrison growled as he left his Transfiguration class with Draco, he had it with the Gryffindors! That same stupid girl with bushy uncontrollable hair from the train became so irritating that he almost snapped at her angrily when she nearly jumped off her seat to give the answer the recently.
To top it off, that Potter brat boasted boldly in all of his classes that Harrison was in and tried to hex him several times but wasn't punished!
Except for Professor Snape who of course used every chance to land the brat in detentions whenever possible. Professor Snape had Kevin Potter in for 2 weeks of detentions already in total; of strubbing the dirty cauldrons that was full of old and dried potion leftover that wasn't cleaned away or ashes under them.
Harrison sighed when Draco threw him a look of "Keep your cool". He rubbed both sides of his forehead to try to erase his banging headache and carried on walking with Draco.
Potions class became Harrison's favourite as Snape regularly enjoyed insulting the newly formed "Golden Trio" much to Harrison's pleasure.
Transfiguration class was difficult but Harrison managed every lesson perfectly but never earned any House points from Professor McGonagall or Lily Potter which seemed unfair to the Slytherins because the Gryffindors always get House points...
Charm classes were easy and boring as all tasks such as making the feather move was too easy for Harrison so mostly he sat and read for every lesson.
We could say that the part goblin teacher wasn't happy but was surprised at every task that were completed perfectly if asked. A least he was nice enough to give away a couple of house points though.
Defence against the dark arts was a joke for Harrison and Draco, all Slytherins thought the same.
Quirrel stuttered way too much that Harrison was tempted to hex his mouth close and force his way into the teacher's mind to find why the hell the teacher was stuttering so much, he had suspicious thoughts about them being all an act to look weaker.
Harrison was curious about the extra magical energy hingering around Quirrel's head, more specifically his turban but kept quiet and observed.
The flying lessons didn't go as he expected... well come on, what did he expect? A cuddly James with colourful candy stuffed in his arms and passing them out without a blink to whoever he handed them to?
Or perhaps dancing and announcing that he likes Slytherins? Ew.
A least Ron Weasley's face was smacked hard by his broom twice.
A boy called Neville Longbottom fell from his broom and broke his wrist so the Potter teacher had to take him to the Hospital Wing, Kevin apparently found Longbottom's ball that tells the owner that they're forgetting something and Kevin flew off with it in his hand.
"Hand it over Potter." Harrison calmly spoke as Draco groaned, Kevin smirked at him.
"Come and get it loser!"
Harrison gritted his teeth in anger as he was reminded of his fat cousin who constantly bullied him.
Grabbing his broom, he flew off the ground quickly and raced after Kevin who gave a surprised gasp and flew off closer to the Lake.
Kevin obviously panicked as he noticed Harrison who was right behind him and threw the ball into the air, Harrison sighed and raised his broom upwards and caught it quickly.
Tucking Neville's ball into his pocket, he noticed Kevin quickly diving at him and ducked which caused Kevin to lose control of his broom and flew into the Lake with a loud splash.
Unfortunately, James walked outside just in time to see his precious son screaming in a high pitched voice and diving into the water. He noticed Harrison in the air and his face redden with anger as he stormed over to him.
This had caused Slytherin to lose 150 points which was earned back quickly in three days time.
During those three days, Kevin was appointed as Gryffindor's seeker by James Potter and Snape was heard by many as he raged in his office with anger. Harrison asked him to let the first years try out the positions to make it fair, Snape nodded and said he would tell the other Heads of House.
Luckily Draco rightfully earned the position of Slytherin's Seeker as he beaten the others for the position and had excitedly wrote to his parents who in return, praised him slightly and asked him to focus on studying as well.
Professor Snape brought Draco a Nimbus 2000 (as he was his godfather and Head of House), Draco happily opened it with Harrison in their dorm together.
Harrison smirked as he walked towards the Great Hall, the Potter heir would be furious to find that Draco was made the seeker for Slytherin as well.
Harrison glared at James Potter when he and Draco entered the Great Hall to eat dinner, they both sat on their usual seats and waited patiently for the delicious food to appear.
Harrison scanned the students around him, they chatted and gossiped as usual. He gave them a distainful look and looked to the High Table to see Dumbledore come in rather cheerfully, he wore ugly bright blue robes with magically flashing yellow stars sewn into them.
"And Now! We feast!"
Dumbledore announced rather tiredly. Harry looked at him closely, avoiding his twinkling eyes incase of a mind invasion.
Dumbledore looked true to his old age once again, his manner of speech was dull and lacked the strange unusual words. Perhaps something is going on here.
"Harrison... can we please get out of here now?" Hissed Draco as they stared into the three snarling heads of a large black dog they had stumbled in the third floor corridor by accident.
They had been avoiding the Gryffindors and the Golden Trio after their dinner as Harrison spotted the Granger girl getting up to follow them.
"I agree with you... for once." Harrison slowly backed away when he whispered. The three-headed dog snarled at him and agressively snapped their jaws at them in a threatening way.
Harrison quickly stunned the dog creature with a powerful knock-out spell, they were suddenly met with loud snoring that rumbled the ground slightly.
He looked them over curiously, so this is the so-called danger? And what the hell is that trapdoor under it? Maybe Dumbledore is hiding something?
"Draco, do you see that trapdoor under the dog? We must find out what the hell is in there." Harrison plainly said out loud.
"Are. You. Fucking. Insane?" Draco hissed like a poisonous snake and backed away even more from the snoring black dog with three dribbling heads.
"Nope! Maybe we'll come back soon!" He cheerfully spoke and turned away from the knocked out dog to face the pale face of Draco by the door.
"No way!" Draco hissed again even more loudly and yelping when the three-headed dog stirred sleepily.
Harrison slammed his heavy thick book shut in annoyance and coughed madly when the dust flew from the pages into his face.
He overheard an conversation between the 'Golden Trio', they knew of the three-headed dog namely Fluffy and discussing the secret object that Fluffy was guarding.
Harrison immediately knew what the object was; the Philosopher's stone.
After some research and evidence of a supposed thievery from an article and another overheard conservation with Hagrid and the 'Golden Trio' of a mentioning of Nicolas Flamel, the creator of the stone.
He just needed to find some possible ways to defeat any traps or anything he comes across. He was way ahead of the dear old 'Golden Trio' and would get the stone quickly...
But now who is trying to steal it?
Arashi slithered onto his lap in a comforting way, ah what a sweet but deadly snake hmm?
- - - - - Halloween - - - - -
Harrison rolled his eyes when Quirrel collapsed onto the floor after his panic breakdown about a troll in the dungeons, the entire Hall was in chaos and Dumbledore managed to calm the students for once.
He announced that all Prefects must lead their House years to their dormitories and Professor Snape groaned in annoyance and stood up, "Slytherins! Stay in your seats, our common room is in the dungeons where the troll is."
Harrison yawned as he watched everyone on the Slytherin Table sit back down, Professor Snape stormed out which left the Prefects in charge.
While they waited, Harrison glanced over to the fainted teacher suspiciously.
Cold breathing was felt on his shoulder; "Suspicious, isn't he my child?" Whispered the familiar voice of Death while Harrison mentally agreed.
They all waited patiently until Professor Snape walked back in with a limp with Dumbledore.
Harrison's eyes narrowed in an almost furious manner when he spotted the Elder Wand resting in Dumbledore's wand holster proudly, he'll reclaim his rightful birthright soon at the right moment.
He took deep breaths and turned to his Head of House.
"The troll 'situation' had been solved so back to your dorms and no night wanderings!" Snape snapped rather sternly and rather like an angry snake.
Harrison followed his Prefects while thinking, Professor Snape must've went to see Fluffy... possibly to prevent the thief?
He became more closer to knowing who is the thief now...
"Come on Harrison! Can you a least shower and get in bed! Cease all of that reading at once! You'll make yourself ill!" Draco demanded in worry.
Harrison looked up from his thick book and stood up from his seat at their room desk and tiredly glanced at Draco.
"Fine." And off he went.
Draco was more concerned about his lack of argument...
Harrison sighed and left the shower with wet hair dripping, wrapped his white towel around his hips and he glanced down at his body littered with scars; whip scars, knife and burns scars.
All was from those damn Muggles, he trailed his hands to the curve of his hips to meet with many familiar thin scar lines. Caused by the mental abuse, Harrison's eyes watered as he remembered the sharp relieving pain from a blade and his father's panic afterwards in that night.
He took a deep breath as he remembered doing it again three times afterwards (separately throughout time, Harrison already understood self harm, things like that from overheard conversations and books. I know he's quite young but who says that self harm is age based? He's quite clever though to know of it...), his father made Harrison promise to leave sharp objects alone and to find comfort in his father instead anytime. (He taught Harrison summoning by the time).
Harrison sighed and left them alone to then loudly cursed the fates that he forgot to bring his damn pyjamas with him.
He groaned and yelled at the bathroom door, "Draco! I forgot my pyjamas! Would you pass them through please?"
There was a sound of laughter and some shuffling around then a sharp knock on the bathroom door.
Harrison opened it and poked out his head to meet with Draco's, bumping harshly on each others' foreheads. They yelped and muttered 'sorry' at the same time.
"Er... thanks?" Harrison chuckled at Draco's red face.
"Idiot!" Draco hissed and shoved Harrison's folded pyjamas in his arms and stormed off crossly, biting his lips anxiously as he spotted Harrison's arm which caught the clothes that he threw at.
Draco became suspicious of the Muggles that Harrison mentioned that he was living with.
Harrison shrugged and closed the door once again to get changed.
Harrison yawned and glanced at Draco's closed curtains, Draco didn't leave his bed after storming off in a huff.
He sighed and shut his Dark Arts book that his Father gave him, hid it in his personal section of his trunk and walked over to Draco's bed.
"If you don't come out, I'll hex you to th ceiling with an extreme version of the tickling charm." Harrison glared at the bed curtains.
After a few seconds of considering, Draco opened his curtains slightly to glare at Harrison.
"Well, my dear Dragon, you can't always sulk in there hm?" Harrison chirped cheerfully.
Draco blinked and then went red when he realised what Harrison just called him, "Don't call me that!"
"Oh why? Isn't that what Draco means?" Harrison replied innocently.
Draco growled in annoyance and hexed a group of pillows to attack Harrison while he settled down for the night. Arashi hissed at him in laughter, Harrison glared at his snake and strokes his head fondly, hearing his happy hisses was enough to make him sleepy.
- - - - - November - - - - -
Draco was bouncing on his seat with nervousness for his first Quidditch match, Harrison persuaded him to eat a buttered toast beforehand.
Draco yelped when it was the end of breakfast and rushed off, Harrison shook his head fondly and went ahead to the Stands in the Pitch.
A cold rush of wind hit his pale face when Harrison faced the Quidditch pitch from one of the tallest stands for a better view.
He smiled as crowds roared for their houses, the match of Slytherin VS Gryffindor would begin shortly.
When the teams began to pile outside with their brooms, Harrison's eyes found the nervous blond behind the Slytherin Caption.
He smiled as Draco's excited smile and settled down on his seat next to a warm-coloured boy namely Blaise Zabini who greeted him warmly before turning his attention to the match.
In the end, Slytherin House won by merely just 13 points higher. The match was intense and breathtaking at the same time, Harrison cheered Draco for grabbing the Snitch in time.
Draco's pale face flushed from Harrison's praise and smiled.
Harrison ate his breakfast quietly and glanced at the 'Golden Trio' at the Gryffindor Table. The bossy girl namely Hermione Granger, was leaning forward and spoke in a hushed tone as if she was talking about a secret.
Harrison sighed, they could've made it less obvious that they were up to something and decided to follow them quietly.
He leaned over to Draco's left ear and whispered his plan to him. After he finished, Draco looked at him if he was insane but nodded anyway as he's curious too.
They ate quietly and left a few minutes after the 'Golden Trio' left the Great Hall.
They both walked down a corridor that was full of loud echoes of the annoying Ronald Weasley, Harrison and Draco came to a stop when they went in the Gryffindors' common room.
Harrison nodded to Draco and spelled silencing charms on both of them and strong invisibly spells as well.
Harrison and Draco quickly sneaked behind them after the trio argued with each other, then Granger spoke the password to the Lady in the painting.
The painting opened for them and as the chatting group walked in, Harrison and Draco slipped in aswell.
The Gryffindor Common Room was unsurprisingly decorated in bright red and gold, comfortably furnished with leather sofas and rugs by the big fireplace that had several strange objects on the top and the Gryffindor banner hung proudly above it.
Harrison nodded to Draco and looked at the noisy group that they were following to make a point of listening in when they sat on a large sofa.
Draco nodded and moved quietly incase, to reach them.
(Due to Harrison's knowledge, Harrison managed to mold the invisibility spell that they could only see each other but haven't yet done the same with the silencing spell yet so they had to make do with lip reading or pointing out the obvious...)
"Right, since we're perfectly safe here boys. What are you planning about the stone? Since you both still believe that Professor Snape is stealing it." Granger snorted and a bossy tone was clear in her voice.
"Come on Hermione! You know that Snape is after it! We have to stop him before he gives it to his master! He's a Death Eater and everyone knows that!" Weasley grumpily snapped at her, Potter held his head up high and nodded while sneering at the 'Death Eater' part.
Harrison rolled his eyes and sniggered while listening futher (remember, the silencing spell prevents anyone hearing him so he could scream the dirtiest swear words but no one could hear at all).
"We need to get the Stone before Snape gets it, Hermione! Voldemort will return again!"
Kevin met eye contact with the bushy haired girl who sniffed.
"Rather stupid plan but when then?" She crossed her arms and looked to Weasley expecting him to voice his opinion as well but was ignored, she sighed.
"I dare say when Headmaster Dumbledore is out of school, that when he'll strike. Voldemort is afraid of him so surely Professor Snape is as well." Hermione held her head high but was only met with half-hearted shrugs.
"I mean, that's a rather good point Hermione but we'll never know when the Professor will be out." Kevin replied as he yawned.
She sighed and gave up, getting up to move to her dorms. Harrison and Draco quickly slipped away from her way, Harrison pointed to the now opening portrait door.
Draco nodded and they managed to sneak out in time before a pair of Gryffindors shut the door.
They made sure to be well away from sight before removing the spell, Harrison grumbled; "We didn't learn much but that Granger had common sense for once."
Draco nodded in agreement and they made their way back to their Slytherins dorm, collecting their bags to go to Charms Class.
- - - - - December - - - - -
It was finally Christmas, Hogwarts was festivally decorated in hollies and such, Great Hall had many great trees decorated with bright baubles and tinsel. The lovely castle was filled with warm and spicy smells.
Harrison asked his father to buy something that he wanted for Draco to have, Death smiled down at his blushing son and ruffled the silky black hair agreeing.
Draco was successful as the Slytherin Seeker as he attended pratices, sometimes Harrison would come with a book to read while they praticed in the Pitch or he'll stay indoor with his father to talk and learn more spells from him.
He and Draco signed to stay in Hogwarts for Christmas, groaned when they discovered that the Weasleys and Potter brat remained as well as his parents.
Harrison sighed as he finished his Potions essay, yawned and stretched.
"Good Morning, Harrison."
Harrison jumped at the sound of his father's voice and spun around in his seat to meet Death's amused eyes.
Harrison checked that Draco wasn't in the room and glanced to his father, he nodded to say that he's unseeable.
Harrison sighed in relief and quietly whisper, "Morning dad, I missed you."
"I just saw you yesterday"
Death wrapped his warm arms around Harrison's back.
"But still..." Harrison leaned back slightly into his father's arms and sighed happily at the familiar scent.
"Christmas in a few days hm? With your Dragon" Death teases his son who flushed red.
"Dad! Don't look through my memories!" Harrison blushed.
Death smiled fondly, "He's good for you and is your destinied one."
Harrison's eyes widen and before he could ask, Draco opened the door and he quickly laid back in his chair, hiding his shock as Draco yawned and flopped on his bed.
"You done your essay, Harrison?" Draco lazily asked as he hugged his dark green pillow.
"Yes I have, what do you want to do Draco?" Harrison spoke as his father left completely with a cheerful bye.
Harrison gritted his teeth, he knew something like this would happen. A destinied one is like a chosen mate for a powerful person, no matter what nobody would be perfect for that person except that destinied mate.
So his was Draco huh?
Harrison didn't mind as he smiled at the sleepy blond fondly.
- - - - - Christmas Day - - - - -
Harrison woke up to Draco's excited yelling and straightened up in his bed. Arashi (male black snake with purple eyes for those who don't remember Harrison's familiar) slithered into his warm bed to curl around his hips fondly.
Harrison smiled at his snake and started going through his presents as well as Draco.
Harrison's classmates had given him sweets, impressive books, small uncommon potion ingredients and small items like dragonskin gloves (I think this is correct? Well it's material is rare i suppose).
But when he opened his present from Draco, his breath got caught in his throat. It was a beautifully craved snake, similar to Arashi but with green crystal eyes that was the same shade of Harrison's eyes, made out of fine wood and polished.
Harrison turned to Draco in shock and managed out; "Draco... this is beautiful! Did you crave this?"
Draco blushed and nodded, "I got the crystals fitted but yeah..."
"I didn't even know you had a talent for this, Dragon but... thank you" Harrison smiled a true smile that melted Draco on the spot.
"Not a problem," Draco turned away bright faced to his present from Harrison and opened it.
The box revealed to have two books; Sir Alexander Malfoy's Diary and The path to understanding Parseltongue by Salazar Slytherin. Although there were these ancient books, there was a small crystal blue dragon sitting in the center with stormy grey eyes carefully painted.
Draco was lost for words.
"This- ... are you sure to give these books to me?" His hands trembled as they stroked the delicate leather covers.
"Of course, the Diary belongs to your Malfoy bloodline and is for you to use as you're the sole heir. It's been sitting in one of my old libraries, I suspected that Sir Alexander Malfoy was friends with the first members of my bloodline and trusted them enough to keep the Diary safe. It was difficult to remove but was well worth it" Harrison smiled at Draco's speechless face.
He licked his lips wet shyly, "Then the... Parseltongue book?"
Harrison chuckled, "I thought you may want to understand what I say when I'm speaking in Parseltongue and can be useful if I'm talking to you pritavely. But the problem is that no one can learn to speak it as it's gifted through blood and perhaps magic."
Draco nodded in understandment and smiled at the dragon, "Figures that you would get me a dragon-related gift but that'd beautiful."
Draco gently picked it up and it in his personal drawers (only unlocks at familiar owner's magic willingly), Draco turns around and threw himself into Harrison for a hug.
Harrison froze then warmed up to the hug, he smiled happily at Draco.
He caught a glimpse of his father waiting in the room, Draco already left much to Harrison's relief.
"Merry Christmas, Harrison" Death smiled fondly and sat on the bed next to Harrison.
Death gave Harrison; a case full of bottled and labelled rare potion ingredients (which Harrison jumped in joy for), a silky black robe cloak with the traditional house crest sewn in- the Pervell bloodline (the three brothers' bloodline from the Deadly Hallows Tale, thought to have died out but Harrison became the sole heir after the ancient magic skipped over genrations), a couple of his favourite sweets and a ring.
Harrison looked closely at the ring, it was a plain silver band with the Deadly Hallows symbol craved in the ring's inner side (so it's harder to be seen from Dumbledore).
"Thank you so much dad" Harrison hugged him gratefully, Death stroked his son's hair.
"I wish you a good Christmas and I'll be with you for Christmas dinner."
Harrison's eyes widen and nodded excitedly.
Thank you for reading everyone!
I'm refixing chapter 2 as well to improve its storyline and characters.
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-Sleepy. ^ ^ /