A/N: I added and changed a few things, but nothing of major importance. I think I just added a few details here and there and maybe gave Daeron more lines, but that's about it. You don't have to reread it, but I had to update it. I'm putting up another chapter as well. Hopefully it will be liked.

Chapter 19

The hallways were long and quiet as Harry and Lucius walked silently toward their bedroom. The cold in the halls was bitter against any bare skin, causing Harry to shiver. The blonde veela noticed his mate shiver and leaned over to kiss his forehead before taking his hand tenderly and squeezing. It took him a moment, but the Auror slowly returned the squeeze.

"Are you feeling well?" Lucius questioned his mate worriedly, though he did fight to keep his face from looking utterly pathetic with his devotion.

Harry looked up to him and smiled slightly. "I love you." He whispered back, startling Lucius into a slight blush. The blonde opened his mouth to respond, but Harry looked at the veela in a tender way that showed he needed no response for his declaration. "Even if you are a git sometimes." He paused, then answered the veela's question. "I have a lot on my mind at the moment, that's why I'm silent."

"What is it that you're thinking of that distracts you so?"

The Auror fidgeted for a moment in indecision, but eventually decided to tell his mate. "I think I've found Draco's mate." He proclaimed.

"Excuse me?" The blonde stopped in his tracks, his mouth slightly agape. "You've what!" When Harry glanced back to Lucius he noticed his slightly agape mouth and couldn't help but smile at how cute he looked. He almost commented on how a Malfoy shouldn't let their mouth hang open, but decided against it.

Harry continued to walk forward, reaching Lucius' door and walking inside. The blonde hurriedly joined his mate in their rooms, sitting on the sofa beside Harry who swished his hand, starting a fire in the hearth.

"Are you sure about…?" Lucius couldn't finish his own sentence, he was so anxious. Had Harry really found his dragon a mate?

Harry smiled. "Yes, I'm quite sure. He was drawn to me through my connection to you and, consequently, Draco."

"I want to meet him." Lucius snapped abruptly, becoming very protective of his son.

The dark-haired man chuckled deeply and put a kiss to the back of Lucius' hand. "You're so cute like this. I was just about to suggest that you meet him anyway. How about a luncheon tomorrow? All three of us can sit and talk. You may judge all you like, but I doubt you'll have a problem with him. He's very suave and genuine."

"That's fine. We'll tell Draco we're going out for a romantic kind of date so he won't even think of coming along, we'll meet up with this fellow, have a bit of food, and part ways."

"What a wonderful idea!" Harry told his mate without really showing his sarcasm. He'd let Lucius think he thought up the idea on his own if that made the blonde happy.

"Tell me about him." Lucius demanded with a slight frown, but Harry shook his head.

"No, I'll only tell you his name is Magnus Leo."

"What? Why?"

"I want you to interrogate him without having preconceived notions about him. Your first impression of him will not come from me." Harry was firm with his answer and Lucius knew there was no point in arguing. He'd have to wait until tomorrow to find out any more about this man. "I need to send an owl to him." Harry murmured as he stood. "Do you mind?"

"Not at all." Lucius nodded as he watched Harry approached the window which was currently collecting frost. His mate opened the window and raised his hand in the air. It glowed for a moment before Harry shut the window again and waited. "What did you do?" He asked curiously.

"I used my magic to call Hedwig to me." Harry answered with a smirk. "I wrapped a magical band around her ankle that glows and becomes warm when I use my magic to call her so that she knows I need her. It's pretty much just a miniature charm bracelet that I've forced my magic into and shrunken to fit her. She seems to like it."

Clever. Lucius thought with a smirk.

Thankfully it was way too early in the school year for it to be a Hogsmeade weekend, so they didn't have to worry about the little brats and admirers of 'The Boy Who Lived' clogging the streets.

Lucius strode down the streets of the rambunctious town, not liking the gawking people were doing.

Harry patiently kept up with him, looking a bit tense, but otherwise indifferent to the stares. It was obvious he didn't appreciate being the focus of everyone's attention. Lucius assumed it had a lot to do with being thrown into bad public situations as a child and not knowing how to react. He would talk to his mate about that later.

The blonde hated the crowds himself. He hadn't been around many people at all the past year, and having all of these people together was making him nervous, though he didn't show an inch of it.

They waded through the crowds down the streets of Hogsmeade, passing all the stores until they were near the edge of the town.

"Do you need anything from any of the stores?" Harry queried over his shoulder to the blonde. "Potions ingredients perhaps?" He teased gently with a quirk to his lips.

The blonde smiled minutely so that Harry would know he liked his sense of humor. "No." Lucius answered simply -ever the calm Malfoy in public- though in the back of his mind he was curious as to where they were going.

"Okay." With that said, Harry turned down the road and began walking toward Hogwarts. This confused Lucius even further. Was his son's mate a child? Barely of age? The older blonde just continued to walk beside his mate patiently and proudly as the noises of Hogsmeade dulled into a peaceful silence of only the occasional breeze and twitter of birds.

As they were coming upon the end of the road leading to the winged boars that sat on either side of the gates of Hogwarts Harry started to stray from the road and Lucius' brows scrunched in confusion.

Now where were they going? His mate was utterly baffling.

They began to walk along the border of Hogwarts. The Forbidden Forest was particularly active today, though none of it was visible through the high thick barrier to the Forest, but the sounds…

A movement from the top of the wall of the forest startled Lucius into a defensive stance. When a slim figure jumped down from the wall, Lucius shot forward to tackle the figure where he landed with a speed and grace that only a creature defending its mate or child could wield. Nothing good came sneaking over the wall of the Forbidden Forest. He was a veela, and he would protect his mate from any harm.

The cloaked person and Lucius connected and both rolled together in a nasty scuffle.

"Lucius!" Harry shouted in worry and anger. Neither man seemed to hear him which only angered Harry further. "Lucius Caiden! Daeron Raunion! Stop it! Both of you, stop!" The younger wizard raised his arm -about to separate the two men by magic, when suddenly they threw each other apart and stood glaring at each other suspiciously, in a ready stance to fight again.

This animalistic side of Lucius was very surprising to the younger wizard. He was being protective, which Harry didn't mind, but there should really be a compromising ground.

"How dare you attack us?" Lucius snapped, growling fiercely at this intruder. The other man scowled back at them from underneath the hood of his cloak.

Harry jumped between the two and glared first at Lucius, then this new man before they could start in on each other again.

"Lucius Malfoy, I'd like you to meet Magnus Leo. Daeron, I'd like you to meet Lucius, Draco's father." Harry introduced with narrowed eyes flickering to both men. The other man went pale.

Lucius straightened up in awe, trying to bring back his dignity as he looked down his nose at the graceful looking being staring right back at him. After flinging his long hair back over his shoulder and dusting some dirt off of his waistcoat, Lucius stepped forward to this man with his hand outstretched.

"Lucius Malfoy." He claimed with a deep but polite tone.

Ever the dignified Malfoy. Harry thought. Even after a nasty romp with your son's mate prospect.

The man straightened his robe, pushing his hood back, flattening his hair briefly, and reached his hand into the blonde's. "Magnus Leo in your language. Daeron Raunion in my own. Please, call me Daeron."

Lucius ran his hands over his hair to make sure there wasn't any debris nestled into his locks as he stepped back from this slightly shorter man. He couldn't believe how un-Malfoy-like he had been as of late. Malfoys do NOT roll around on the ground fighting like children. How shameful! He was only placated by the fact that no one else had been around to witness it… but Harry had been… but Harry was his mate and he had been trying to protect him… but he also had a wand and should have defended him in a more practical way…. He sighed and decided he would try to make a better impression on this fellow, if only to regain his pride and Harry's respect.

"Good. Now that you two are acting civilly, do you think we could go and have lunch?" Harry demanded with a humph as he started walking back toward Hogsmeade.

"Yes, of course, Marcaunon." Daeron bowed slightly to Harry.

"What did you just say?" Lucius asked with a furrowed brow as he matched his mate's pace on his right.

"Marcaunon." Daeron answered walking on the other side of Harry, so that Lucius would not be able to attack him easily.

"It's my name in Elvin tongue." Harry interrupted patiently as he looked to Lucius.

"You know Elvish as well?" The blonde asked this new brunet man.

"I am Elfin." Daeron responded easily and curled a braid of hair behind his ear so Lucius could see the point to his ear more definitely. "Harry did not tell you this beforehand?" Daeron queried in response.

"No," Lucius replied, eyeing the imp beside him who held a feral smirk, "he withheld all information from me until now so I wouldn't have any preconceived notions of you."

"How kind of him." Daeron murmured, quite sincerely, as he looked to Harry with a warm smile. "But how frustrating for you." He spoke as he turned back to Lucius, who curtly nodded once.

"You two seem rather friendly." Lucius began with a glare this new man.

"Harry and I have met before. When Harry came to our Elvin World with his companion Remus, the werewolf." Daeron started, trying to be mindful of whether Harry wanted him to keep speaking about this, but Harry encouraged him with a nod to continue. "Harry came by the palace then and we met and became friends during his stay, that is why I called him Marcaunon. It wasn't until we met again at the Ministry that we realized the connection."

"I see." Lucius replied shortly.

A silence began to form as they continued to walk. It was a pregnant pause that was beginning to become oppressive.

Harry glanced at both men as a silence began to form between them. They were supposed to be talking and liking one another. This just wouldn't do. Harry took hold of each of their forearms and Apparated them away within the blink of an eye.

When they reappeared both men beside Harry turned to glare at him, but their gazes were detracted from him by a voluptuous waitress who had just walked up to them.

"Harry!" She exclaimed.

"Hey, Serena!" Harry replied and accepted the hug the shorter woman offered.

"How'd you sneak inside here without me seeing you!" She demanded with her hands on her hips and cute pout coming to her lips.

"I'm very sneaky." He answered her pout by patting her once on the head. "I'll be eating in tonight with these two. Can you get us a large cheese, a whiskey, and two waters?"

She raised her brow in curiosity, but nodded anyway and rushed off to put in the order.

Harry turned back to his two companions and sighed at the prospect of the fights that might ensue from the two hardheaded bulls he had to deal with.

"Well, let's have a seat and we'll eat in a bit." Harry gestured to a corner table where he ended up in the middle again with a blonde on his right and brunet on his left. "Let's start by not forgetting why we're here." Harry began. "Draco." Both men relaxed slightly.

"You are Elvin?" Lucius stated, though his voice raised in the end to indicate a question.

"Yes." Daeron responded easily with a slight smile. "That doesn't bother you, does it?"

Lucius snorted softly. "Hardly, Daeron." The blonde replied, trying the name on his tongue. "I am veela. It would be very hypocritical for me to be against Elves considering the close relationship between our races."

Harry smiled encouragingly to the two men. He placed his hand on Lucius' thigh, showing his approval of the blonde's kindness.

"You called my mate something before…" Lucius began, letting his sentence hang for response.

"Yes, Marcaunon." Daeron answered with a short nod. "It means, Ruler of the Home."

The veela didn't know whether to be offended or not, but he decided he would just nod and continue.

"What is Draco's name in your language?"

Daeron's face softened with a gentle smile. "Locien. Dragon."

"And you know this as well, correct?" Lucius asked Harry in turn, swirling his hand around several times vaguely, as if it could clarify his question to Harry without him having to speak. "You speak Elvish?"

"Yes." Harry nodded with a small smile at Lucius' gesturing. The blonde was trying to be relaxed, proper, and strong all at the same time, but his gesturing showed his nerves slightly which Harry admired.

How cute. He thought as he looked on the blonde waiting for one of them to say something and continue this gentle interrogation. He spent another moment wondering what Lucius would think of him calling the blonde cute so many times in one day, or at all for that matter.

"How did you two meet?" Lucius asked Harry.

"Well, frankly, Daeron was being kept prisoner at the Ministry for declaring his grievance against the Minister of Magic. They didn't have a good interpreter, so they didn't know whether Daeron would be trying to harm the Minister, so he was being held there until they found a better interpreter. Ron, Weasley that is," Harry added for Lucius' benefit, in case he didn't know all of Harry's friends' names yet, "told me about it when I went to visit him a while back and so I went to help. We met and hit it off right away. Like I said before, there was just something about him that attracted me to him. I cast an Ancient Magic spell on him that would help him speak and understand our language better and helped him to be released from the Ministry and his issues were worked out." Harry explained.

"What was your grievance with the Minister?" Lucius questioned, before adding. "Aside from the obvious."

Harry smiled secretly as he remembered saying the same thing to Ron. Perhaps Lucius was spending too much time around him, or he was spending too much time with Slytherins.

Daeron opened his mouth to speak, but stopped when he heard someone coming closer to their dark corner. He sat back in his seat and pulled his hair out from behind his pointy ears to hide his lineage from the Muggles.

Serena appeared just then with their drinks on a tray, placing them onto the table in the middle for them to take as they desired.

"There you are." She exclaimed with a grin, a bit too giddy for Lucius' liking. "Anything else you need just give a holler." She winked and walked away with a roll to her hips; Harry called after her:

"Thanks."

"Is this a Muggle place?" Daeron wondered as he looked around.

"Yes." Harry answered easily, taking the whiskey for himself and giving the waters to the two men beside him. The only one who should be getting drunk around here should be him. These two both needed level heads in their discussion. "Would you like me to put a glamour on your ears so you don't have to keep doing that?" He asked his elf friend kindly.

"I'm fine, thank you." Daeron responded with a slight incline of his head to show his appreciation of Harry's kindness.

"Why are we eating here?" Lucius asked with a scowl as he looked at the neon lights and dingy atmosphere.

"Yes, and speaking of food," Daeron added, looking curiously to Harry with wide curious eyes, "what is this 'large cheese' that you spoke of earlier? Is it food?"

Harry snickered, but decided not to really make much of these two not knowing Muggle things like that -there were a lot of Wizarding things he had been, and was still, ignorant about and he would not appreciate them laughing at him for not knowing, so… "A 'large cheese' is slang for asking for a slab of baked dough with a special sauce and cheese on top. It's called a pizza, and if you want different toppings, then that's what you ask for it by. So you say the size of the pizza, then what you want on it and you've ordered just like that. And Lucius, we are here because I like this place's pizza, and you two would attract too much attention elsewhere, and because no one knows you here. I know it's not quite a five star restaurant, but it will do for now. So, anyway, continue with your questions. What were you so pissed at the Minister for, Daeron?" Harry added helpfully.

"Oh, yes, well, the bastard sent a call to our kingdom for a representative to come for an urgent council meeting which was to decide several Wizard/Elf Parliamentary Laws. My cousin was the only Parliamentarian on hand to be able to make the journey, so he had to leave a meeting with our King to travel the great distance to the edge of our lands and then journey to your Muggle World as quickly as possible. When he finally reached your Ministry he was denied entrance because he was a magical creature that had not arrived within the correct hours to enter."

"He was turned away?" Lucius demanded with a furrowed brow.

The elf nodded shortly with a scowl and continued. "My cousin then returned home to us and told us what had happened. I was infuriated, so I left with the King's permission to demand answers and exact some sort of revenge for their disrespect to our race. When I arrived I was arrested for making a disturbance, then that whole mess with them being imbeciles and not having a competent translator." He breathed in deeply and breathed out all of his frustrations as he smiled gently at Harry. "Of course, Harry then came to my rescue."

Harry nodded firmly. "Those assholes have so many ridicules rules!" He exclaimed. "I threw my weight around and made a few changes and spent most of the day straightening those asses out before finding a reporter and making a huge deal out of the Kingdom of Elves and their importance to our culture, explaining my close connections to them and basically forcing the Ministry to acknowledge Elves with more respect, etc, etc. It was nothing too big, but those damned monsters needed to be put in their places!" His fist slammed abruptly against the table and everyone within the general area was startled out of their conversations for a moment.

It was then that Serena came back over with a soft smile and a plate of fresh bread and butter for them to nibble on before she came back with their meal. "Who's the victim today, Harry?" She asked sweetly.

"Your poor table, it seems." He joked with a sigh. "I'll be more gentle."

"Don't worry about it, hun!" She laughed and blew him a kiss. "I promise not to tell Sam… if you're good." She started to walk away with a glance at Daeron and Lucius before going.

Harry barked a laugh and ran a hand roughly through his hair. "Gee, thanks!" He muttered sarcastically.

Lucius was glaring holes into the waitress' head the whole time and now he was looking angrily to his mate.

"Who is that woman and why is she flirting with you?" Lucius demanded sharply, before trying to rein in his anger valiantly.

The dark-haired wizard turned to his mate at the tone of his voice before smiling tiredly at him. He opened his mouth to speak, but Daeron interrupted him.

"Isn't it obvious?" He queried with quirked brow. Lucius turned his glare onto the elf. "That woman flirts with your mate because she doesn't know he's spoken for. She knows him as being single and he's obviously attractive, so she flirts with him."

Before Lucius could fire a scathing comment to Daeron, Harry intervened calmly. "To be honest, love," Harry started, attracting Lucius' attention with the pet name, "she wants me for her bed, but I have never joined her and I never will." He reached out for the veela's hand slowly and squeezed it under the table to show his sincerity, though Lucius could clearly see it in his eyes. "I don't intend to get mushy with you inside a restaurant, so you'll just have to accept for now that I will never be in her bed and you should not feel threatened by such a weak opponent, such as her. Her attempts should make you laugh or crack a smile. Just as I would snicker at any attempt made at your affections because I know you have eyes only for your mate."

"You wouldn't be jealous?" Lucius asked with a slight pout, though he restrained the pout the instant it happened so he wouldn't look so weak. Harry smiled when he saw the flash of a pout on that mouth.

"Would you ever cheat on me?" Harry asked gently and Lucius immediately scowled and went to deny that thought. "Exactly." He murmured softly as he leaned in to Lucius' neck and whispered into his ear. "The fact that I have so much faith and the utmost trust in you should make you happy, not pout, love. Besides," He continued leaning back, "you're a full grown wizard, it is my understanding that you could look after yourself, but certainly if someone attempted to kiss you I would have to punch out their teeth." The wizard commented airily, as if he were speaking on the weather.

Daeron smiled at the tender display he had just witnessed. He hoped his mate was just like Lucius, but perhaps not as violent.

"Why did you come out of the Forbidden Forest?" Catching Daeron off guard with his question, Lucius attempted to bring their conversation back to the matter at hand. He gently stroked Harry's hand under the table with his thumb slowly back and forth. He was in such a better mood than a minute before.

"Oh, well, our Kingdom is in a different realm of this world. It exists in the same plains as your world, but in a different realm, so two people could be standing in the same place in our two worlds, but in different realms… do you understand? There are certain places where our Elvin Realm conjoins to yours. It is easier for us to travel in your world by using these connections to our own. For instance, you can get to our world from predetermined points all over this continent, but only if you have the key."

"Let me get this straight." Lucius began with a furrowed brow. This seemed very interesting. He had heard of elves having realms of their own, but it was never described how to enter these places without an elf by your side. "Where we are sitting right now in this world there is a restaurant, but in your realm there could be a pond or a hillside?"

"Exactly." Daeron answered. "There is a doorway to our realm in the Forbidden Forest and that is the closest connection to Hogsmeade, so I traveled through that doorway to meet with you."

"Isn't it dangerous for you travel through the Forbidden Forest?" Lucius asked, his face calm, though he exuded a wave of worry for the elf.

Daeron nodded a few times. "There are many dangerous creatures in the forest, but most dare not attack an elf, and those that could harm us, either can't catch us, or can't sense us, so it's merely a matter of how stealthy we can be as we pass over them through the trees, or whatnot."

The veela nodded in understanding, then continued in his ponderings. "Does Hogwarts know of the doorway?"

Daeron blinked a few times. "If they do, there isn't much they can do about it, now is there? Our doorway has been there longer than their school, so technically, it's our property, not theirs."

Harry and Lucius chuckled and the atmosphere shifted to a more comfortable one… Lucius was becoming more and more curious of this elf's world.

"How do you get messages to our realm?" Lucius inquired with a raised brow which made him look very aristocratic.

"Special loyal hawks that live a very long time stay either in the Ministry, or in our realm. When we wish to send messages, the birds disappear from our realm and appear in yours, then take flight to their destination. It was something that Merlin thought of a long time ago when he aided us in creating our own realm. As legend goes, he owed us a great debt, and to fill that debt he gave us our own realm so that the development and destruction of this world would not ruin or affect our culture." He explained.

"Wow." Lucius exclaimed softly. "I had no idea."

"Show him the key." Harry urged as he gently elbowed Daeron.

"Okay." Daeron smiled slightly as he moved his hands around his neck and pulled on a sturdy chain which eventually produced a crystal half as long a his hand and as wide as his middle finger. It glowed gently in the dark room which caused Daeron to hide it under his shirt quickly after Lucius had taken a good look at the jewel.

"So, if you meet Draco and indeed hit things off, what do you plan to do?" Lucius leaned back as he spoke, crossing his arms over his chest in a judging manner, and locking eyes with this elf, trying to intimidate him.

"I would hope to eventually join our two families together by way of Elvin ceremony and if Draco should desire it, I would hope for children."

"Children?" Lucius exclaimed in surprise. He recalled nearly a week ago when he and Draco had had this conversation. It was definitely interesting.

"Yes, I want children, but it really depends on what he wants." Daeron paused for a moment before leaning over the table and tearing off a piece of bread to nibble on before looking to Lucius passionately. "Could you tell me about him?"

Lucius' features softened and he debated what to tell the elf. "Draco is very loving. When he devotes himself to something, he gives all of himself. He does nothing half-assed and will only accept as much in return. He loves going riding and likes to plan the occasional picnic during these excursions. He's very demanding and adventurous and is the kind of person that would rather have company than be alone, even if there is nothing said and everyone is just working, or reading, he would rather do it with others. It's very hard to earn his respect, but once you have it you're in for life, no matter the circumstances." Lucius took a prideful breath and let it out. "My son has been searching for his mate ever since he came of age, and even before then." Lucius stated with a heavy tone to his words, as if a warning to Daeron. "Because he is only part-veela he frets even more about finding a mate because it is harder for him to do so without his full power. He has almost given up completely in his search and is trying to content himself with merely having Harry and myself for family, but it is not the same. I hope with all that I am, that you are his mate. I hope you will be loyal and loving, like I have heard that elves are. I hope that you consider his desires and cherish his every breath because he is a very special person. He is the only son I have and I want him to be happy." With all this said, Daeron felt honored to have met this man, for he truly loves both his son and his mate, and it only made him want to meet and become acquainted with Draco Malfoy sooner.

Both Harry and Daeron noticed the look though. It was inevitable and going unsaid for now, but Lucius' gaze spoke volumes for him. Without words, Lucius was warning Daeron with his gaze that should he ever hurt Draco -be it physically or emotionally- then Daeron would soon find himself without a head or legs.

"Well, now that that is all settled, how about we decide when to meet Draco?" Harry added cheerfully after a gulp of his whiskey.

"As soon as possible." Daeron added, slightly melancholy that he wouldn't be meeting Draco today.

There was a long silence whilst everyone thought about the best way to go about this.

"I don't think Draco will be too happy about us going behind his back like this." Harry commented dryly, then gulped some of Lucius' water down. "He would see this as us interfering more than us accidentally finding his mate, so I think we should just happen upon each other on an outing or something."

Lucius thought this over. Daeron frowned slightly in worry.

"Won't that seem even more of a setup though?" The elf queried.

"No." Harry answered easily. "It's not as much of a conniving plan as it is an accident that he gets more of a say in. I think he would appreciate finding his mate on his own more than if we brought him a prospect. It would be more by his veela genes helping him to find his soul mate; do you understand where I'm coming from?" Harry asked as he scratched his head. It was kind of difficult for him to explain.

"I understand what you mean to say." Daeron nodded. "He doesn't have as much faith in his veela self because he's only part veela, so if he were to find me without aid, it would make him more confident in his decision and it would be like assuring him that it is indeed, his decision."

"Exactly!" Harry cried out with a cheer. "Now, how about Lucius and I take Draco on a short vacation to the Elvin Realm. It's someplace he's never been before, it would give him a chance to see your homeland," Harry added with a gentle pat to Daeron's hand, "and it would be ideal for our scheme because he wouldn't suspect a thing -of course he'll meet elves in that realm, so it isn't as odd as meeting an elf in the middle of the Wizarding World."

"You're a genius!" Daeron laughed happily. He was feeling rather gay with the present atmosphere and the prospect of meeting his life mate in the near future in his homeland.

Harry bowed exaggeratedly, which became even funnier when he hit his head on the table, then rubbed at the spot on his forehead whilst being laughed at by his two companions. A tint of rouge touched his cheeks as he glared at them before snickering as well. Lucius tried to control his laughter, but it was just so hilarious to see Harry -who was always so in control of his body and his surroundings- bang his head on the table.

When both men finally got their laughter under control, Harry glared at them with his hands on his slim hips. "Are you both quite finished?"

This caused a short bought of snickering before they were finally calm enough to continue talking.

"So, today is Saturday, correct?" Lucius asked of either man. Both nodded. "How about we make this visit for Monday? It will give Draco time to reorganize his plans and it will be less suspicious -as if you and I devised this plan whilst eating, which isn't entirely a lie." Lucius suggested.

"Excellent!" Daeron cried eagerly. "Very impressive planning, Lucius."

Lucius bowed his head appreciatively, though not nearly deep enough to hit the table.

"Here you go, gents! Sam says it's all on the house." Serena announced as she set a pizza in the center of their table. "Anything else I can get for you all?" She asked of the smiling men at the table.

"We're fine, thank you." Harry responded, and smiled as she walked away. They all turned to look at the pizza steaming in the center of the table. "Okay, now that that is all settled, let's eat!"

A/N: I have interent! I am now alive again! Sorry for the delay. Another chapter will be posted shortly.