Chapter Three – The Leaky Cauldron

Hydrus nodded and left the shop and headed straight toward the Leaky Cauldron not once pausing to talk or take a break. The trip seemed rather short even as the other was racing up the steps and walking into a large room done in greens and silvers. He was set on the lounging couch and silence fell over the two of them as the feral teen began to pace back and forth.

Harry sighed lightly, "I don't need a healer, I am fine."

The teen turned to look at him and Harry could have sworn the pupils where slitted, "You are far too light for your age and height! I will be calling a healer and I will ask for a full scan. Your scent is off and it is bugging me."

The Gryffindor frowned, "My scent?"

The other paused in his pacing and glanced at the other before walking off into the other room. Harry could hear him speaking and was pretty sure it was a fire call to a medi-wizard. Leaning back he let his eyes slid shut and slowly he drifted to sleep.

Hydrus walked back into the room to see Harry sleeping on the couch his face calm and his ankle propped up on a pillow. He shook his head and walked over to a golden box opening it and taking out a few milky white cubes. Walking over to a table where a basket of warm sand lay he set the cubes down near them and let his little Chumana chow down before walking over to Harry's own little ice wraith and coxing it to go eat with Chumana.

He smiled at the two before walking back over to Harry and taking a seat on the floor next to him taking the injured arm into his hands. Slowly he examined the long cut that ran along the forearm and nodded. It was within his limits of healing. Carefully a slid his broad tongue over the cut and lapping at the blood that seeped from it, his rough tongue scraping out any particles that might have been caught in it. With each sweep of the wet appendage the wound slowly healed more and more till it was nothing but a thin pink line. The scar would fade over time but at least Harry wasn't bleeding anymore.

He stood and glanced in the mirror and winced as his eyes glowed and the slitting pupils became more obvious and the bulge in his pants was not helping either. He took a few deep breaths trying to get himself back under control even as the sweet essence of Harry's blood warmed him from his belly to his crotch. He took a seat in the chair taking more deep breaths and slowly came back under control just as a gentle knock sounded on the door.

Standing Hydrus took the few steps to the door and opened it and gave a polite nod to the short plump healer behind the door. Her hair was cropped short and her brown eyes were hindered by the half-moon glasses she wore. She walked in silently and came up to the sleeping boy wonder and waved her wand over his ankle.

She sighed and tutted gently, "Sprained ankle just as you thought. It should be kept up for the next few days. I wouldn't recommend taking the floo, aparation. or portkeys till it's fully healed. Now you said you wanted a full diagnostic as well yes?"

Hydrus nodded, "Yes something doesn't feel right about him, I think he has more wrong then just an ankle."

The woman sighed and waved her wand along his body frowning as more and more things shone for her eyes. She sighed and pulled out a file of blank pages before casting a transfer spell and all the symptoms and history appeared within the sheets of paper.

She hummed over the piece of paper before sighing lightly, "Well he is malnourished and a bit underweight. He has a few old broken bones and of course his curse scar. But it's odd he has ritual scars as well and according to this he shouldn't even be alive."

Hydrus frowned, "Why is that?"

She sighed, "He has evidence of Basilisk Venom in his veins and it appears to have been there for over two years along. He shouldn't even be alive if this is accurate. Such a strange child this will probably affect his coming of age which by the looks of it is really soon. He might be sleeping a lot till it happens. The bodies way of preparing."

Harry groaned and slowly opened his eyes. Looking about him he noticed a short plump medi-witch and Hydrus standing their conversing. They must not have noticed he was awake. Softly he cleared his throat and the two turned to him.

"Oh hello dear, I was just finishing up. You seem to be fine at the moment just rest and no portkeys, no apparation, or floo. Your friend here can fill you in on the rest that we talked about. Be careful child."

The woman left leaving the two in silence as they stared at one another. Of course being alone didn't last long as Lucius and Draco walked through the door being trailed by Mr. Weasley, Ron and Hermione. Harry sat up and waved giving a sheepish smile at them.

Hermione rushed over and frowned, "Oh Harry how could you! Worried us all! We are just going to have to get you back to The Burrow."

Sharp silver eyes looked at the frizzy haired muggleborn his words icy, "And how do you expect to get him there? The medi-witch said no apparition, port keys, or floo."

Lucius frowned, "That bad of a twist?"

Hydrus nodded, "Among a few other things. It is more of a sprain than a twist."

Mr Weasley sighed, "Well then it can't be helped. We will move him to another room and have someone come and watch him. He cannot be alone at a time like this."

Ron shrugged, "Why not just slap a healing balm on the ankle?"

Lucius sighed, "Hydrus did the medi-witch prescribe him anything?"

Harry shook his head, "No, potions and balms don't work to well on me. I am sure it is in my records somewhere at the school. Pomfrey says there is something in my blood that doesn't agree with it."

Hermione frowned, "I never heard about that? Harry why didn't you tell us?"

"Never really seemed like something you two would care about. Hell me and Ron hardly talk anymore and you're always complaining that we do nothing than fight. Not to mention I kinda have a maniac trying to kill me. So explain to me when I would have the time to tell anyone such trivial details."

Ron opened his mouth wide before biting out, "We are still your friends Harry."

Hermione nodded, "Yes we are and you should have told us."

The others looked on as Harry stared at the both of him bright green eyes narrowing slightly, "What is my favourite colour?"

Hermione opened her mouth before shutting it and blushing as Ron's gaze turned to look at the floor.

"Green, the same colour as your eyes," shot Draco, "How very Slytherin of you."

Ron glared darkly, "As if Malfoy!"

Harry smiled softly, "He is right Ron. Tell me how my rival knows my favourite colour but you do not? I think you two need to think hard about a few things. Are you two my friends and like me for me. Or are you my friends cause you like the idea of having me around. Figure it out and till then I think I will stay here with the Malfoy's."

All eyes stared at the teen as he rolled over on the couch not caring if it was rude or even stupid to do in a room full of Slytherin's. But for some reason he trusted them more at the moment than the friends he had known most of his life at Hogwarts. He had a lot to think about and so did they, and he really didn't want to go back to that hideous orange bedroom.

A few scuffles and arguments later and the Gryffindor's where shoved out the door and Harry was once again asleep on the lounge couch.

Lucius, Draco and Hydrus sat around the living room each taking momentary glances at the golden boy curled up on their couch so leisurely. This had not been how they expected to end their day.

The head Malfoy sighed and turned to the tallest of the two boys, "Hydrus what did the healer say exactly?"

The tall blonde tapped the side of his boot lightly, "He is malnourished and underweight, has several old injuries, some new ones and according to the medi-witch he has basilisk venom in his veins and is still alive. It has fused to his blood somehow and she thinks it might affect his coming of age which is soon and to let him sleep till it happens. I have a feeling he will be like me and Draco."

Lucius snorted and sighed once more, "You and Draco as in creature inheritance? Or just all around difficult to deal with?"

Draco shrugged, "Not creature but something different, something strong but not overly powerful either."

The next few hours where touch and go. Harry would awaken for only a few short minutes before quickly falling back into the hibernation like sleep. A day passed and slowly the time lapsed closer and closer to the hour of his inheritance. With each passing moment the teen seemed to shift as if expecting the change to come even in his slumber.

Finally the hour came and the three blondes looked on as a soft glow came from beneath Harry's skin. Rune silk patterns curled around his wrists and ankles. More rings of red runes wrapped about his throat as a single red rune burned brightly on his forehead. The hot burning smell that filled the room died down and the runes all darkened to a deep blood red colour standing out against the skin around it.

Lucius looked at the teen and his eyebrow rose in surprise, "I wonder where he got that. I was not aware the Potters had such a gift in their blood line."

Draco frowned, "What gift?"

Hydrus laughed softly, "Harry is a Puppet Conjurer."

Draco frowned, "what the hell does that mean?"

Lucius glared at his son, "Language Draco and a Puppet Master is a wizard who can control doll like structures they make by hand. Often times they are known as Revenge Dolls. A conjurer however doesn't have to make them by hand he simply thinks of them within his mind and then use his magic to create them. However if a conjurer has a handmade doll it will be far more powerful than a summoned one."

The young Slytherin nodded, "So he isn't a creature just has a unique advanced magical trait like Pansy being a Necromancer?"

"Precisely, Harry will awaken with his new knowledge and be able to use it. I only wonder which ancestor will grace him with his new knowledge. For Pansy it was her father since he died during the first war."

A groan caused the three to turn to look as Harry sat up on the couch and touched the mark on his forehead. Slowly the teen turned to look at them and gave a soft smile, "I never imagined my mother would be so beautiful."

Draco frowned, "But your mother is a muggleborn."

Harry shook his head, "No her parents where just from a long line of squibs. No one bothered to ever pay attention because they were just squibs."

Lucius nodded, "Fascinating. I assume you will want to return to the Weasley's now that you are well enough to travel?"

Harry shook his head, "I am fine here till the start of school though I will take a different room. Do not wish to disturb you or your family."

Hydrus smiled gently, "We don't mind. We have a spare room you can stay in and everything."

Draco nodded, "Yes we do. Please stay."

Lucius looked between the two boys and shrugged, "If the boys do not mind then neither do I. You are free to stay here if that is what you wish Harry."

The turned to look at the three Malfoy's before gracing them with a smile.