Disclaimer on first chapter
this one is about bringing in the sub plot in my opinion but you could call it the main plot no matter
Chapter Five - Consequences
Draco shivered in the hall way of Grimmauld place, no fire burned in the grate. His Master swiftly carried him to the living room where the fire was still burning; with a flick of his wand he moved his favourite sofa closer to the fire. Draco was deposited onto the sofa with a quilt wrapped around him, then his master sat down next to him. "I'm so sorry Draco. I couldn't help it, understand? Once I have the licence I'll find a way so you can go out normally." The remorse in his voice was plain to hear.
Draco didn't understand, he'd received the correct punishment for bringing attention to himself. Why was his master explaining himself to him, and apologising! Draco looked up into the emerald eyes. "Draco do you want some healing slave for your hands and knees, I'm sorry you had to stay like that. Kreacher!" 'Pop' "Have another bottle for Draco made up and bring my usual lunch as well as healing slave."
Draco sighed and bent down so he was resting against his Master's thigh. He was in a subservient position and felt secure with the blanket covering half of him, his Master still held the leash loosely in his hand.
Harry was surprised when he saw Kreacher enter with six elves in tow. Two were carrying the requested items while the other four were bringing in a sort of metal carved statue, shaped like a snake wrapped around a staff, emerald eyes glinting and a stone set on top of a staff. Also emerald and royal blue cushions followed, big as half the sofa and well fluffed.
"We had bought you an attachment master Harry. Phineas Black told Clippie when she was cleaning his portrait. Also other items from previous Black's pets we found in attic. If master Harry would like them, we will go collect them for your inspection?" Kreacher announced with great pride.
Harry looked at Draco and smiled, "Yes thank you Kreacher, please collect the items," they disappeared with a 'pop.'
Kreacher, Blinky and Clippie returned with a royal blue divan, two ornate food bowls, several more fluff filled cushions each as big as the last and two more jewelled leashes in emerald and sapphire. Three more snake statues followed.
"Draco?" Harry asked. He nodded enthusiastically, definitely able to live with them. Just slightly worried about the bed/divan, he liked being able to snuggle up to when his Master when he was asleep without having to worry about his Master pushing him away. On the divan he wouldn't be able to; especially if his Master told him to remain there.
Harry noticed Draco's less than enthusiastic reaction towards the bed/divan. He spoke to Kreacher kindly, "Please set the divan up in the study Blinky, Clippie take the emerald cushion to my suite and place the others by the dinning room table for now. Thank you, the second statue can join the divan in the study, the third in the dinning room and Kreacher this one can go to my bedroom. While that one can remain here."
Harry tossed the end of Draco's leash over the top of the snake statue and picked up Draco's bottle, gently placing the nib in Draco's mouth.
Draco turned grateful eyes onto his Master and slowly slid forward so he was in Harry's lap, wrapping an arm in Harry's cloak and snuggled into his master's warm arms.
The weeks past quickly for Draco then, like a dream. His Master let him sleep beside him and let him continue to crawl as Draco found it more comfortable than standing. Feed him from his own plate once he'd caught Draco's look of rejection when he ordered another plate for Draco to eat off of.
While he worked in the study Draco was allowed to move around looking at books, his lengthened collar attached to the snake statue. He read by the fire on the divan occasionally falling asleep mid-afternoon. His Master always there beside him to sooth him when he woke from a nightmare.
The one dark cloud on Draco's otherwise perfect existence was Blaise Zambini's visits. He came in and somehow managed to insult Draco reminding him of his place as just a pet in his Master's household without Master noticing. He took inspections across the house- minister protocol, moving Draco's things so they were complete scuffed and made uncomfortable for him. He tried to make his Master plan outings for Draco's humiliation but luckily his Master wouldn't allow them, preferring for them to stay in and only go out if he was up to it..
The worst episode had been when a sudden thunder storm had arrived. Lightening had illuminated the room and the thunder bellowed loudly, Draco was frightened. He scrambled into his Master's lap, burying his face in his Master's belly. His Master had stroked his hair and made soothing noises;
Blaise had laughed and told Master that he'd always been a scared hippogriff.
Draco didn't move from his curled up position on his Master's lap for the rest of the visit and had made sure that when Zambini came he was beside his Master on his cushion as protection.
No Zambini very got over on a Malfoy! He conveyed in his growl and vicious look.
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