Not much to say, sadly I haven't gotten much work done on the next Book, I have the chapters planned out in my head but I was kind of fried with this story so I didn't want to rush it or write something horrible just to get it out. The book its self is almost finished just to let you know and It should be done by the time the last chapter is out for this book, I don't want to get your hopes up in case I end up busy again or unable to finish in time. I will let you know towards the end of this book if I need a few weeks between to finish up the second book, I shouldn't though! Anyway, enjoy! I am doing as best as I can to get these to you in a timely manner.
Mistress Slytherin
There will eventually be homosexual situations:
consider this your warning,
If homosexual situations are not your cup of tea
Than I suggest you turn back now.
I don't want to hear people's biased opinions because honestly, I don't give a crap
Now, for some additional warnings:
ABUSE
VIOLENCE
BAD LANGUAGE
HOMOSEXUAL MALE/MALE RELATIONSHIPS IN FURTHER BOOKS
Mistress Slytherin
Chapter 7
The Horrors of a Bored Malfoy
(a/n some of the lines from this chapter are taken directly from the Harry Potter and the
Sorcerers stone, I am not laying claim to them I am simply using them to keep the story as believable as possible.)
Harry sighed as he ducked yet another flying projectile before turning the page of his book. Draco was bored. Everyone in Slytherin knew it. His Christmas gifts had only staved off his boredom for a few weeks whereas Harry would cherish his for as long as he could. Already his new clothing had garnered looks of envy and grudging respect.
Somehow the fact that he'd spent his Christmas with the Malfoy family had also gotten out thought Harry was nearly certain that Draco was responsible for that particular bit of news. It didn't bother him though because people were less likely to look down on him and after the troll incident whatever doubts they might have had about him being placed in Slytherin had diminished. However, the point was, Draco was bored and it was making it hell to study in the common room. Eventually Harry stood and slipped out of the room, he may secretly respect Draco's parents, but Draco himself was a royal prat. So Harry slipped through the quiet corridors and down what was becoming a rather familiar path to the room with the Mirror. The room was always quiet and empty which allowed him to study without being bothered for great lengths of time, it had become sort of a refuge for Harry who wasn't as dull as Draco's stooges who hadn't thought to simply leave the area whenever Draco got like this. For a moment he stood in front of the Mirror gazing at the older more powerful him.
"So Harry- back again?" Harry spun in shock cursing himself for not having searched the room first. There sitting on an unused desk was the headmaster. Harry frowned slightly at the man realizing for the first time that the man was taking liberties by using his name.
"Headmaster?" He said cautiously. The man gazed down at him for a moment.
"So- like hundreds before you, you have discovered the delights of the Mirror of Erised."
Harry knew his eyes were glinting at the solved mystery. The Mirror of Erised, he could look that up now and stop searching through the piles and piles of books- not that he hadn't enjoyed the experience. The man chuckled at the look on his face.
"May I ask what exactly it does?" Harry said as politely as he could manage. The man may have been the one to bring him to the wizarding world but he wasn't fool enough to simply trust the man. The headmaster tilted his head back and pursed his lips thoughtfully.
"I believe you may have already figured that out." He said smiling slightly. Harry turned his gaze back to the mirror; back to the stronger better him.
"It shows the viewer what they want most." He said quietly. The headmaster nodded his head slowly.
"The happiest man on earth would use the mirror as a normal mirror, he would look into that mirror and see himself exactly as he is." He said leaning on his elbows. "May I ask what it is you see Harry?" He said gently. Harry flinched and felt himself closing off, no, this was personal, not to be shared with a doddering old man that took liberties with peoples names.
"I believe that would be a bit personal wouldn't it sir?" He said guardedly wondering if there was a way for the man to see what he was looking at. The headmaster frowned slightly but nodded.
"I suppose it would be, the mirror shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts. However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge or truth. Men have wasted away before it, entranced by what they have seen, or been driven mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible." He said gazing at the stack of books in Harry's arms, "Sometimes Harry, what we wish for the most is the one thing we can never have." Harry stiffened. What did this man know about what he wanted most?
This man who took liberties with his name again and again!
"May I ask sir what it is you think I see?" He said narrowing his gaze slightly. The headmaster looked taken aback by this but answered.
"You, who have never known your family, see them standing around you." He said softly.
Harry hardened entirely and gazed back at the mirror. Perhaps that was once true in the beginning of the year, but he'd lain his family to rest. Now, now he saw what was real, what was possible. "The Mirror will be moved to a new home tomorrow, Harry, and I ask you not to go looking for it again. If you ever do run across it, you will now be prepared.
It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember that." Dumbledore said obviously satisfied with Harry's silence.
"Sir?" Harry said tracing the image with his fingers once more before letting his hand drop.
"Yes Harry?" The headmaster said looking far too smug for Harry's tastes.
"I've read about the customs involving the use of names, I would appreciate it if you would call my by my familial name." He said before stepping away from the mirror and settling his books onto one of the empty desks. The headmaster seemed stunned his eyes widened slightly as he stared at him before slowly relaxing his face twisted slightly in a grimace.
"I see." he said carefully. "I did not mean to offend you, it is a simple habit." He said with a tilt of his head. Harry rose an eyebrow at this.
"You habitually call your students by their given name?" He said knowing he'd caught the man off guard. The headmaster's face fell slightly.
"No, only the ones who I've once held in my arms as infants." he said almost warningly.
Harry was slightly shocked but didn't admit it.
"It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live sir, my mother and father are dead, my family broken. All I have left of it is a name, a name I would appreciate you using."
He said settling in his usual seat. The headmaster gazed at him for a long moment before nodding sadly.
"I suppose you are right Mister Potter, good day." He said before turning away and slipping out the door. Harry watched the empty doorway for a long moment. Albus
Dumbledore was most certainly a powerful wizard after all he'd read much about the man, but he made Harry uncomfortable. He always felt that he was missing some vital bit of information when he was around the man. Frowning he turned to his books and began studying.
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Harry winced slightly as he climbed the stairs to the boy's dormitory his body aching from working in the potions stores as was his custom he slowly dragged himself into the showers not wanting to go to sleep reeking of potions ingredients. He groaned tiredly as he showered and sighed when the muscle relaxant in his soap made the lingering pain go away leaving him nearly boneless with exhaustion as he quickly washed his hair and turned off the shower. Quietly he crept back into the dorm frowning at the sight of three very empty beds- grand.
Scowling he lifted his watch and looked at the time. Two-thirty not bad really but he was still exhausted. He sighed heavily and reached into his trunk for a pepper-up potion knowing full well that the Malfoy's and Snape would have his head if he let anything happen to their foolish son. He should have known really, Dudley was the same way whenever he got bored; it was always bad news for him because he would always get the blame. He hissed as the sudden burst of energy made its way through his system. Quietly he pulled out his invisibility cloak and slipped it over his shoulders before slipping back out into the corridors cursing Draco for all his madness. It was only by sheer luck that he glanced out a frosted window and caught sight of three boys making their way towards the grounds keeper's hut. Harry frowned, was Draco that bored?
Huffing he took off making his way down the hallways as silently as possible until he could creep outside and follow. Draco, Crabb and Goyle were crouched under the window pressing their faces against the glass to see inside. Harry who was invisible peered in as well to see just what it was that was so interesting. Three Gryffindor boys-
Weasley, Longbottom and another whose name Harry couldn't recall were sitting around a table with the half giant staring in rapt attention at something- an egg? He leaned closer
just as the egg warbled and cracked.
"A dragons egg!" Draco hissed in awe. Harry had the urge to smack him upside the head but the egg cracked further and shattered loudly catching his attention. Suddenly big beady eyes were looking strait into his, without a thought he pushed Draco's head down just as the others in the room turned around to look at them. Crabb and Goyle let out twin gasps before struggling to stand and Harry realized quickly that they'd been caught.
Growling he yanked Draco under the cloak with him and covered his mouth. For a moment Draco struggled but quickly realized that it was Harry and settled down as Filch came hollering from the castle Snape not far behind.
"What is the meaning of this!" Snape said storming towards where the three Gryffindors were surrounding Crabb and Goyle with their wands out. Harry startled as something warm pressed against the back of his leg and stared open mouthed at the wobbling
Dragon that was- was nuzzling him? Gritting his teeth he cast a silencing spell around them and scooped up the dragon which curled into him with a small warbling sound of content before falling fast asleep. Harry stared at the beast in abstract horror before turning his gaze back to the drama that was unfolding ahead of him.
"We were just-" Crabb tried dumbly.
"Um we didn't do-" Goyle followed his hands raised in the air in a gesture of surrender.
Harry saw Snape's eyes narrow and knew immediately what the man was thinking, Crabb and Goyle were far too stupid to make it past the front doors on their own let alone think to follow the Gryffindors. Dark eyes swept the area and Harry held his breath just knowing that the man was looking for Draco. With a frown Snape returned his gaze to the students.
"Follow me." He snapped. "Filch if you would be so kind as to get Minerva?" He said before stalking off the five dejected students following after him. Harry sighed in relief before glaring at Draco who was staring at the small bundle of dragon in his arms.
"Norbert?" Hagrid whispered too loudly from his back door where Harry assumed the dragon had slipped out from. But really, Norbert? He looked down at the scaly creature in his arms and felt the power growing inside of the beast. But what would one name a Dragon? He felt a steady connection between them as the dragon slowly opened its orange eyes. Fire it would have to do with fire, he reached down and thoughtfully pet the blackened scales.
"Ash." he whispered softly causing the dragon to trill softly and let out a puff of smoke.
Harry's eyes watered against the smell and Draco jumped away from them slightly suddenly aware that he was only feet away from a baby dragon. Harry rolled his eyes and bent over to set the dragon on the floor only to frown when it stubbornly clung to him.
"Norbert s' that you?" Hagrid said his steps growing louder. Harry cursed silently and pulled Draco back under his cloak. He had a bit of a decision to make didn't he? The dragon wouldn't let go and he couldn't let Draco get in trouble. He sighed and tugged
Draco towards the castle draping his robes over the shivering baby dragon to protect it from the cold and when that didn't work casting a heating charm on it and pulling it as close to his body as he could.
"Draco I aught to just let you get caught for this." he hissed. Draco winced slightly at the scolding.
"Thanks for not letting me then." He said looking up at Harry apologetically. Harry was reminded that Draco was in many ways still a child and a burst of envy shot through him again. He glanced down at the shivering dragon and sighed resolutely.
"You owe me for this Draco." he muttered. "Take the cloak and go back to the dorms make sure you put it in my trunk." He said annoyed. Draco's eyes grew wide.
"What are you going to do?" He asked frightened. Harry growled slightly.
"Just this once, out of respect and gratitude for what your father did to me during the troll incident I'm going to take the blame. Try not to put me in this position again Draco?" He pleaded. Draco nodded before taking the cloak and slipping off. Harry huffed slightly and glared at nothing in particular before slipping his outer robes off entirely and covering the dragon tightly casting another heating charm on the blanket to keep the dragon warm.
Silently he made his way down the stairs and towards Snape's office where he could already hear the man yelling. The Dragon growled slightly at the sound and Harry had to smile feeling a bit soft towards the poor creature who really hadn't done a thing to end up in this mess. Taking a deep breath he pushed open the door twisting his expression into one of panic causing all the occupants in the room to turn around and stare at him. Harry glanced around in mock sock at the five students and two heads of house before focusing on Snape.
"Potter-" Snape said sharply only to take a step back when the bundle in Harry's arms growled at the tone used towards him. Harry glanced down at the dragon and quickly moved close to the fire place setting the dragon down on the hot heart stones causing it to sigh gratefully. When Harry looked up all eyes were on him.
"Don't ask me!" he said defensively. "I was on my way back from the store rooms and he just kind of stumbled into me" He said raising his hands in defeat. "He wouldn't let me go so I tried to find Snape but he wasn't here, I looked all over the castle for him before one of the portraits told me he'd come back down here." He said shaking his head. Snape's dropped jaw clicked shut.
"Potter, are you aware-" McGonagall began only to shake her head in shock.
"Potter, that creature is a Dragon." Snape said as if he were daft. The dragon growled slightly at him before moving to bump it's nose against Harry's hand which had begun stroking it absently. Harry scowled slightly.
"Well yes Professor I sort of figured when it blew smoke at me, that's why I brought him here I figured you would know what to do with him." he said sounding exasperated.
Snape shook his head slowly.
"Minerva would you mind getting the headmaster, I need to fire call Lucius the Board of
Governors will need to hear about this - oh and take the students with you." He said tiredly. The pale woman nodded her head slowly before quietly ushering the students out of the room. "I'll need to get to the fireplace Potter." Snape said rubbing his eyes. Harry huffed and gathered the now warm dragon back into his arms with little protest. The dragon warbled quietly and nuzzled further into Harry's chest letting out small chirping sounds that nearly had Harry forgetting that it was a dangerous creature in his arms. The floo flared to life a moment later and Lucius Malfoy stepped through looking as immaculate as if it weren't four in the morning. Silver eyes gazed at him for a moment before turning to Severus.
"Trolls and now a Dragon Severus?" he said tilting his head to the side. Snape shrugged.
"He says the creature just barreled into him in the hallway and wouldn't let go." He said with a shrug. Lucius stared at Harry for a moment longer and hummed thoughtfully.
"Well if it's possible I'll need you to procure a bucket of chicken blood and brandy- good brandy. Actually just bring a chicken and some brandy, its better if Potter is the one to draw the blood. If this is what I think it is then the dragon won't eat anything that Potter doesn't kill for it." He said shaking his head. Severus nodded and slipped quietly out of the room seeming glad to get away from them. Lucius Malfoy spun on his heel then and quirked and eyebrow at Harry. Harry sighed knowing that the man would see right through his flimsy story.
"Draco was bored, when I found his bed empty I went to look for him and found him down by Hagrid's hut. When the dragon hatched it looked at me. When the others realized that Crabb and Goyle were at the window I managed to pull Draco under my cloak. I was going to lie low and wait until Snape and the others cleared out but the dragon must have gotten out of the hut and wouldn't let go of me. When they left I sent Draco back to the dorms with my cloak and brought the Dragon down here." Harry said quickly. Malfoy stared at him for a long moment before nodding slowly.
"I see, I must thank you on my sons behalf then." He said smirking. Harry shook his head and pet the dragon idly. "I suppose you have named it?" Lucius said bending down to get a closer look. Harry tilted his head to the side and Lucius chuckled. "The Malfoy family owns nearly all of the Dragon clutches that are in existence today Potter we are famous for it. It is a personal hobby of mine in fact." he said gazing at the dragon. "This one in particular is a Norwegian Ridgeback." he added. Harry frowned a bit and the Dragon shifted a bit opening it's eyes and shrinking back at the sight of Lucius so close. Harry hushed it and pet it gently causing it to purr and move closer to him.
"I named him Ash." Harry said stroking the smooth scales frowning at how cool the
Dragon was getting again.
"Here." Lucius whispered before casting a charm on the blankets. Harry and Ash tensed but relaxed as heat radiated from the blankets. "Normal heating charms aren't strong enough to keep a dragon warm and while fire is always the best choice it is not always the wisest given its destructive nature." Malfoy explained before standing as Snape and the headmaster entered the room, Snape carrying a squawking chicken by the neck. the
Dragon's eyes lit up at the sight of the chicken and started to get restless.
"Well I'll be!" The headmaster said his eyebrows raising into his hairline. The dragon shrank back at the sight of the headmaster and burrowed closer to Harry who felt a protective anger rush through him.
"It would be best if you stepped back headmaster." Lucius said wisely. "That dragon has imprinted on mister Potter only recently, until the bond is settled and the dragon is stronger both will feel uneasy around you." He said coolly as Snape handed Harry the chicken with a grimace before moving towards his back room and returning with a bottle of what Harry could only assume was brandy.
"Why would they feel threatened by me?" The headmaster said with a deep frown.
Malfoy sneered visibly.
"Because you headmaster smell like Dragons blood." He said his eyes flashing a bit.
Harry watched the exchange avidly as he poured the brandy into the bucket. Yes he had read somewhere that the headmaster was the one to discover twelve uses for dragonsblood, it was one of his most famous achievements. Harry set the bottle to the side andtook the chicken from Snape's hand grabbing it by the feet.
"Harry you don't have to-" But Harry had already whispered a severing charm and was watching the blood drip down mixing with the brandy as the chicken twitched feebly. Ash growled hungrily beside him and Harry chuckled slightly at the begging noise it made.
"Dragons will only eat from their mothers, in this case Potter because Potter is the one the
Dragon imprinted on." Malfoy said idly his silver eyes watching him as he coaxed the blood out faster. "Unfortunately at this point we will be unable to move the Dragon until it is older or we run the risk of killing it. I suggest that you find a place here at Hogwarts to house the Dragon, he will be relatively harmless as long as Potter is around you see."
He said easily. "Of course the proper paperwork will have to be put through and I will have my men come to ensure that the Dragon's home is suitable and well out of the way of wandering students." Harry looked up as the last of the chicken's blood dribbled out.
"You mean that he can stay?" He asked wide-eyed. The headmaster frowned.
"Keeping a dragon is illegal Mister Malfoy you created that law yourself!" The headmaster said seeming angry. Malfoy gazed at him coolly.
"Correct headmaster but Potter here isn't keeping the Dragon, they share a bond now a bond similar to that of a mother and child. I created that law to keep men like yourself from raising Dragons for experimentation!" he snapped. "Dragons are far more powerful than you give them credit for they are not cattle for slaughtering nor are they rats for experimentation." He said slamming his cane against the stones. Ash growled slightly and Harry pet him before guiding it towards the bucket where he carefully lapped at the mixture before diving in hungrily. The headmaster glanced at Harry who moved protectively in front of Ash not knowing why really but knowing that the man just might hurt the creature which he was becoming increasingly fond of.
"Very well, but what about mister Potter's lessons?" the headmaster said lifting his chin.
Malfoy smiled slightly.
"I'll take care of that headmaster, like it or not Potter now belongs to the dragon community which places him under my jurisdiction." Harry's eyes widened and the headmasters gaze narrowed.
"And while he is a minor I am his legal guardian." he said stiffly. Harry froze staring in shock at the man. He didn't know much about politics but he did know enough to know that something was wrong.
"If you are my guardian." he said quietly his eyes betraying his fear. "Then why was I living with the Dursley's?" He asked almost terrified to know the answer. A slow frown stretched across Lucius' lips and Snape narrowed his gaze.
"Good question." Snape said under his breath. "Why did you leave him there? And why didn't you check on him?" Snape said suspicion creeping into his voice.
"There are blood protection wards up around the Dursley home that mister Potter would not have had staying with me." The headmaster said easily. Harry felt a shock of understanding rush through him. Beside him Ash mewled and pressed his blood covered snout to his palm.
"Whatever the circumstances are headmaster, the moment that dragon imprinted on Potter I gained custody of both of them until the Dragon is old enough to be transported to a dragon reservation." Lucius said smoothly though his curiosity was obvious in his eyes.
Harry watched the headmaster press his lips together before nodding slowly.
"Very well, I will make the living arrangements." he said in defeat before glancing once more at Harry and slipping out of the room. Harry sighed as Ash wriggled his way back into the charmed blankets on Harry's lap to sleep. Carefully Harry lifted the bundle and sat in a chair settling the dragon comfortably against him.
"So, what happens next?" Harry said tilting his head to the side.
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