A/N: Yeah, sorry that I am updating late. But well my muse decided to skip me on this chapter. So if you find any mistakes in the grammar or spelling I would appreciate any critisism. And I hope you like it. - Ray -

4. Meeting with Ventus

Harry was anxious. Today was the day he would meet Ventus and his future. What would happen, he didn't know. His luggage was packed and he was now walking around in his room. Only 20 minutes and then he, Lucius and Draco would use the portkey Ventus had sent with the letter to get to the Realm of the Elves.

Now he only had to find Lucius and Draco, they should have been here 10 minutes ago. Did Tom get a hold on them and was lecturing them? No, probably not. Tom was probably even more anxious than Harry, because if Harry really liked it there or would change his opinion of Tom than Tom had no guarantee that Harry would come back. And he wanted Harry on his side, not on any other side or having him being neutral. That would be no good for him.

So Tom had tried yesterday and this morning to give Harry a good impression of himself. Doing everything he could think of to get on Harry's good side. It was amusing, really. And if this would not be such a serious topic he could have laughed a lot. But Tom only wanted him on the 'Dark side' so that the upcoming war would go as Voldemort wanted it.

He should stop thinking about such things. Now he had only 10 minutes to find them. Well, as time is not to be used unwise he just cast a 'point me' spell and followed the directions to the study where he found Lucius and Draco sitting on the couch and Voldemort standing in front of them holding a book and reading out of it.

"Hey Tom, I don't want to be rude. But could you stop whatever you're doing? We are supposed to portkey in 5 minutes and those gentlemen need to grab their stuff and be on their way." As Harry said this all three went pale. After a few seconds Lucius and Draco were running out of the room and left Harry and Tom standing alone in the study. Tom straighten himself and looked at Harry.

"So, ... , look after those two and try to not get killed by anyone." Tom said after a few awkward seconds of staring.

"Sure will. Do you want me to write to you if this meeting will last more than two days?" Harry asked. Just to be safe so that where ever this portkey brought them that no Death Eater or Voldemort would follow.

"I would prefer that Lucius would owl me, but if you wish you can owl me too." Harry nodded.

"I'll owl when I've got the time and nerv then." and with this he left the study and went to meet the Malfoys in the foyer.

Realm of the Elves - Ventus garden

They were portkeyed to a wonderful wide garden with a lake and a forest on either side of them. In front was the house, well manor of Ventus. Behind them was more forest. Someone came out of the manor, as the person got closer to them, they could see that he had long white hair, a slim figure and he was moving with grace, like a panther just before it got it's prey. The elf was now standing in front of them and put his left hand over his heart as a kind of greeting.

"It is an honor to meet you prince. We waited long for this day. My name is Lucinius Lucolus and I am the secretary of Gaius Geberd Ventus. Let me guide you through the manor and to the living room."

Lucinius led them through various corridors which were decorated with rich paintings, statues and many different kind of art works from muggles, elves, wizards, goblins and so on. Finally after eight turns and over three dozen doors they entered a wide room. On one side was a sitting area with comfy looking furniture, on the other side were shelves loaded with books and in the furthest side from the entrance was a fire place where another elf was sitting on a couch in front of the fire.

"Master Ventus, prince Cassian and his friends have arrived." Lucinius greeted Ventus and introduced them. Ventus got up and came over to Harry and looked him in the eyes.

"It is my pleasure to see you your highness in good health. Would you like us to sit down? I could answer the first questions before dinner." he said and gestured to the sitting area. Harry or Cassian now thought that Ventus had a little bit of the same demanding tone like Voldemort just better hidden and with less arrogance. He could also literary feel the aura of authority flowing from Ventus.

In 20 minutes Ventus had described Cassians real parents and then looked at the clock and back to Cassian.

"I think, now that you're going to be public prince Cassian that you need appropriate cloths. Emilie!" the last he shouted and another elf, a female, appeared.

"Help prince Cassian to new cloths befitting his title and bring him afterwards to the dinning room."

"Yes Senator Ventus. Would you please follow me, prince Cassian?"

After dinner which mainly only dished vegetables and food without meat, they sat down in the study where Ventus sat behind his desk. On the desk were some letters, as well as single papers and two piles of papers and letters.

Harry sat in front of Ventus. He wore dark green robes, the rims were stitched with golden emblems of leafs.

"Well, your parents left you quite something. But they knew that only someone who is capable should inherit the kingdom. Therefor you have to pass some trials. What trials I am not allowed to tell you as of yet. But let me tell you, each trial even if it seems pointless has something to do with being king over a kingdom or even more than a kingdom. A king needs to have some certain characteristics. A king can't be created over night, no, a king has to learn to be a king. Hence your parents decided that you should attend from now on a school not known to wizards and witches but known to all other creatures." here Ventus paused and gave Cassian a flyer describing a school called Baquest.

"So, the trials I have to pass will be within my school years at Baquest?" he asked.

"Yes and no. Most of them will be. They expect you to pass all your classes and demand you to take on a class about battle tactics and they want you to master as many languages you can within those years. You will find that speaking many tongues will help you in school and later in life even if you're not the king of a country." Cassian nodded in agreement, speaking many languages would help.

"To learn those languages, do I get a teacher in privat? Learning out of books would not be effective. As reading doesn't allow you to converse with others."

"Yes, your teacher will arrive tomorrow. He'll ask you where you'll stay until school starts and then arrange dates and places. He'll also teach you some things you should know as a prince and the history of your country. And maybe things you want to know. When school starts you'll have to arrange time between school and homework. Now seeing that it is already late, I wish you a good night. Emilie?"

"Yes Senator Ventus?"

"Show our guest and prince Cassian their rooms."

"If you would follow me." She bowed and left the room with Harry, Lucius and Draco. On their way Emilie explained to them that they shouldn't leave the house at night. And if, then only with her or with another elf. Seeing that the realm of the elves wasn't a safe place for humans or elves who didn't know a thing about this realm.

Harry was shown to his rooms first and Lucius and Draco wished him a good night. Lucius sat down at the desk and started to write the letter to the Dark Lord. Never noticing that his son secretly left their rooms.

Draco had decided that he needed fresh air and seeing that on his way to the garden he didn't see anyone he just went outside thinking that in only five minutes nothing bad should happen.

How wrong he could be with his thoughts he would figure out when he was walking along side the manor. It was a nice warm summer night. The moon was shining upon him and showing him his surroundings. He had to think about so many things. First was that Harry would go to another school, where no humans could go to. Second on his list was the fact that Harry was a prince, imagine Harry bloody Potter, his nemesis and rival since school started was now his friend and would be a king someday. And then there was his business with the Dark Lord, should he ask to be made Harrys observer? No, he probably should just hint that it would be better to have someone near him.

As he was thinking so strong he never saw or heard the shadow reaching him and when the shadow reached him he didn't know what happend. Draco was attacked right in front of the doors of the manor. And when the shadow left there was a loud whining sound heard from in front of the manor. As well as screams of agonising pain.

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