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Chapter Two – 1st Day Out

Harry apparated them to Diagon Alley, Harry was greeted with smiles at Flourish and Botts when he asked for the relevant books. Draco got surprised looks then sneers and was spat at discreetly.

To say the least Harry was not in the best of moods when they left Diagon Alley after he had caught a young wizard spitting on Draco and whispering obscene words at him. He then returned them to Grimmauld place, Harry's new residence which he had moved into after the war. He called Kreacher as soon as they entered the entrance hall; he handed his cloak to Kreacher and placed Draco, in his cage gentle on the floor. "Kreacher stoke the fires in the library and bedrooms. Blinky, start cooking." Harry didn't like resisting saying please and thank you, but knew that the elves would be offended if he did.

Kreacher disappeared with a loud 'pop' but Blinky remained with a confused expression. "Food for Master Harry and his Splantine?" Harry frowned at Draco being addressed in that manner. "Yes, food for myself and my guest who will be addressed as such. Do I make myself clear, Blinky?"

Draco had sat there in silence and aw, he knew of his position and knew that house elves would treat him as such. "Sorry about that, do you want a bath? I'll find some clothes. I expect I would in your position." Harry lifted the cage again and carried Draco up to the master suite which Harry had had redecorated- as well as the rest of the house- at the earliest opportunity. He opened Draco's cage and Draco crawled out in bewilderment. He was scooped up into Harry's arms and place in a massive tub with bubble bath up to the rim and lots of fosses, told to soak for as long as he liked. Robes were laid out for him on a chair next to the bath. Draco did not linger long as he feared his Master would beat him if he remained to long, he walked down the passage he had come up and Draco used his bond of servitude to his Master to direct him into the library and his Master's presence.

Harry sat in a royal blue winged back chair staring into the burning fire, giving orders kindly to his old house elf, Kreacher which Draco had met in his fifth year when he come to see Narcissi.

Draco knew from the old wizard that he was supposed to crawl in his Master's presence. He remembered from his childhood when his sire's friends came over to talk about death eater business that they would bring their own Splantine with them and they would follow them around with dog leashes on. Draco had felt shame when doing so for the crazy old wizard but for his rightful Master it felt natural, as it was what his Master would expect.

Kreacher's eyes flickered over him as he came towards his master, a look of approvable - if slightly grudging. Draco hesitantly kneeled next to his Masters' chair, not sure which place he wanted as the old wizard had normally positioned him, once in range of his clawed hands.

Harry was a little less shocked than he would have been half an hour ago at Draco's behaviour. He had come down and poured over all the books, having learned during the war it was better to look yourself than be told secondary information by Hermione's lectures:

Draco was now looked upon by the wizarding community and Ministry law as an animal; a pet of Harry's and would be expected to perform all the duties his species was known for. They have one rightful master and know who their master is from the time they are born. They can have several masters before their rightful one claims them, then no more.

They would exhibit cat-like behaviour during time months of October to December. Harry hadn't read on from there as it had gone into how an owner could use that to his advantage.

Their only difference from a slave was their status as a pet and they were thought of as animals lower than house elves because of their bound magic to their master and a wand. Kreacher had then confirmed what Harry had learned.

"Can we have dinner in here please Kreacher?" Harry said so he did not have to acknowledge Draco as he crawled. He felt awkward enough as it was. "Did you enjoy your bath? I'll send for Madame Malkins to come and make some robes up for you tomorrow. You can sit how you like Draco, make yourself comfortable."

Draco stare, his Master was generous; food, clothes and being allowed to sit as he wished, but he felt awkward. Draco had spent more than two years on the floor at another masters' feet and he'd become used to the feel of a hard floor below him and was just getting used to the feel of plush, thick carpet below himself. Draco selected a small cushion from a near by chair as he didn't know what he was allowed to take and brought it down to his level at Harry's feet, feeling more secure that his Master wouldn't forget him if he remained close by. Then Kreacher and Blinky 'pop'ed in with a banquet of food, Harry smiled and tapped Draco who made to take the food and place it on the table but Harry just gestured for him to say thank you. Harry started to eat the delicious food placed in front of him then noticed Draco staring at the floor. "Draco you can eat takes as much as you like. Blinky's an excellent cook!" When he didn't move except to lift his head Harry was puzzled. "What's the matter, I gave you permission?"

Draco heard the puzzlement in his Masters' voice and said in a small voice, hoping not to get beaten for it. "I can only take from your hand Master, you have to feed me."

Harry spluttered.

"In time I could take food from a plate you gave to me. Can I stay on the ground Master?"

Draco held his breath for a strike but it never came. Harry pulled Draco up onto the table placing a selection of foodstuff onto a plate. It was a whole day's meal when the crazy old wizard owned him, and his rightful Master was giving it to him as an evening meal. Draco eat as the plate was held out him, he felt almost human as he was eating from a plate and not the floor.

There was an awkward moment as Draco started to bend down to eat without his hands, when Harry held out a glass of wine for Draco to drink from, as he had tired to lap it up like a puppy would water. Draco had forgotten how to drink from a glass as it had been so long, the old wizard preferring to give him a dog bowl and Draco had been taught to not use his hands. Harry was shocked and placed the cup and plate on the table so Draco could get at them more easily, just adding some more food to Draco's plate. Kreacher had appeared with a warmed baby's bottle from years-gone-by.

"Kreacher has made up a bottle for master Harry's pet Splantine. It is ready to drink master Harry." He bowed so his ears swept the floor and 'pop'ed out.

Draco was happy when he saw Harry take the bottle from Kreacher as his Master would be feeding him by hand. He drank deeply as the nip went in his mouth; he didn't know how long Master would like to feed him.

When Harry saw Draco was gulping as fast as possible and small amounts of milk escaped his mouth to dripple slowly down his chin. He gently pulled the bottle from Draco's mouth. "I'm not going to take it away, Draco. Swallow and then take your time."

Draco swallowed, he then carefully took the nip back into his mouth and continued sucking, and his eyes drifting to look at Harry who was eating his chocolate fudge cake one handed as Draco drank, having feed Draco the majority of his food first.

Harry was surprised to find he wasn't uncomfortable feeding Draco, he assumed it must be part of the Splantine ownership magic. He'd been surprised when Draco had chosen to collect a small wore out cushion when Harry had said to make himself comfortable. Harry planned to get Draco up onto the sofa sooner or later.

Harry had then led a conversation on quidditch and with prompting; Draco had started to answer with sentences longer than three or four words. Later, when Harry noticed Draco was tiring and beginning to yawn he'd put him to bed.

When Harry had placed Draco into the suite of rooms next to his Draco had clung, he had not clung physically but the raw emotion when Harry had tried to leave had stopped Harry more than any hands would have. Harry stayed until he'd fallen asleep but ten minutes later when he was just nodding off himself Draco had silently - if you didn't here his whimpers and sobbing-creeped into Harry's darkened room and hid behind one of the curtains attached to Harry's four poster bed at the top nearest where Harry was lying. Harry sighed and had picked Draco up looking into the scared and tear stained face, he let him settle into his bed beside him, Draco was terrified of the dark. Harry left the small bedside lamp on so he wouldn't be scared and had gently rubbed circles into his back so he would calm enough to sleep.

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