Things around the Dursley household quickly changed. Harry was no longer a slave but even though Vernon was gone Harry still hurt. He still felt an enormous pain whenever he walked through the house. He had to get out.
"Malfoy?"
"Hmm?" Grey eyes continued to roam the magazine in front of them.
"I don't want to stay here." Harry said fidgeting with a button on his shirt.
Malfoy's gray eyes looked into the emerald ones across form him. "Where do you plan on going?"
"I – I was hoping I could stay with you."
"Harry, mate, you know I would love you to stay with me, but have you forgotten my dad's boss is out for your arse?"
"I just can't stay here! It hurts me. It physically hurts me."
"I'm sorry. If there were anyway I could change my dad's mind-." Malfoy's face split into a grin that was matching Harry's.
"It can't be that easy." Harry said mischievously.
"Father." Draco walked into his father's study, head and eyes cast downward.
"What?"
"A boy from school has shown interest in our organization. He had mentioned how he would love to speak with someone who knew more about it." Draco said with his head still down.
Lucius looked up. "Is he pure?"
"Of course. He and I are meeting for tea this afternoon at three. We would love it if you joined us."
"Very well. I will think about it."
Draco smiled as he walked out of the office.
"Are you sure my glamour is okay?" Harry asked for the fifth time that evening.
"It is fine, now stop fidgeting or you'll scare him off. You need to appear confidant."
Harry straightened his shoulders and took a drink of his butterbeer. "He's here," he said as he set the cold bottle down.
"Draco, son, how are you this evening?"
"Fine father. Would you like to join me and my friend?"
The tall blond man nodded but did not sit. "Lucius Malfoy," he said with nod.
Harry smirked and cast a silencing and disillusionment charm around them. "Pleased to meet you sir," Harry said as he let his glamour disappear. "I'm Harry Potter."
Lucius' face turned red from rage and he turned to his son. "You little traitor!" he hissed.
Harry narrowed his eyes at the man. "Please sit down Mr. Malfoy. I have a proposition for you."
"What exactly could you possibly have that I would want you filthy little urchin?"
Harry let his power leak through the barriers Snape had taught him to construct. "Power. More than that megalomaniac man you now follow."
"Impossible."
"Is it? I made my uncle disappear with a wandless Evanesco. I have more power than you could ever dream of." That Harry wasn't too sure of but it sounded right.
"It's true father. I saw it." Draco looked down into his lap. "The Dark Lord will lose," he whispered. Lucius sat.
"Even if you went to your master tonight and told him, which I doubt you would… I can only imagine how painful that would be, he would not be able to come near me." Lucius looked ready to pounce so Harry cast a wandless immobulus. "Now, Mr. Malfoy. Let's not do something so foolish in front of such a large crowd. You have two choices. Join me or stay with him and die." Harry stood up.
"I will not join that barmy old man and his cause," Lucius hissed.
"Good. Because that barmy old man is going to die when I don't need him anymore," Harry said. "I'll let you think on it."
Malfoy scowled. "I'll let you know."
Harry nodded. "Oh, and Mr. Malfoy, whether you join me or not, if you ever hurt Draco again, I will make sure you suffer just like my uncle did," Harry said as he sent the memory to the stiff Death Eater. "Do not let me find out you have hurt him." He cast a silent finite and walked out of the bar.
"So what now?" Draco asked as they sat on Harry's bed.
"We wait. What would your father do in this type of situation?"
"Go for the winning team," the blond said with a yawn.
"So how long before he contacts us?"
"Shouldn't be long." As soon as the words left the younger Malfoy's mouth an eagle was tapping on Harry's window.
"I'll get it!" Harry said cheerfully getting up and allowing the eagle to rest on his bed. He quickly opened the envelope and read. "Oh good. Your father has agreed. Or was told to agree and is planning on spying on us."
"We just won't tell him anything. For now though, we can go to the manor."
Harry smiled "Yes!"
"Draco, show Mr. Potter where he can sleep and then I would like both of you to join me in the dining room. We will be having a visitor so dress appropriately."
The two boys nodded and headed up the stairs.
"My room is down the hall and to the left. This one here," Draco said pointing to a white door. "Is yours." Draco pushed the door open and Harry almost bruised his jaw as it almost hit the floor.
"This is my room?"
"Yup. Mine and fathers is bigger but this is the next biggest."
Harry looked around the large room. It was almost as big as the whole Gryffindor common room. The plushy carpet beneath him was a royal blue that matched the silk covers on the queen-sized bed. Harry stepped in further to get a better look around. The walls were cream colored and matched the curtains on the windows. "This is my room?"
"Uh huh. There's a closet over there, and that door to the right leads to your own bathroom. I'll leave you to get dressed and we'll meet back in the hall. Father, I'm sure, took the initiative and bought you a new wardrobe. Pick something casually elegant."
With that Draco sauntered off leaving Harry staring wildly at his surroundings. This was his room. He closed the door, took a running start and jumped on his bed, his huge and comfortable bed. Harry fell back and stared up at the ceiling with a grin. Things couldn't get any better.
Oh but they could. After the two boys had met in the hall they made their way to the dining room to be greeted to the sight of Malfoy Sr. sitting with none other than Severus Snape himself.
Harry froze in his tracks. "How?"
"Lucius could you excuse us for a moment? I need to have a word with him."
The older blond nodded and motioned for his son to follow. When the two were safely hidden away Severus smiled. "Dumbledore made me promise I could not contact you while living at your relatives house. You no longer live there. He also made me promise not to talk to you until you have gone to Hogwarts and you have so I can now talk to you."
Harry smiled and ran into his Uncle Severus' arms. His happiness died away though when he remembered exactly why he had to stay at the Malfoy manor. He was soon sobbing.
"Ssh, Harry, I'm here now okay? I won't ever leave you. I promise okay?"
Harry calmed down and looked up at the man before him. "I missed you. I really, really needed you. I hate Dumbledore," Harry hissed.
"I know," Severus said as his own hate flared in his chest.
"Severus?"
"What?"
"I'm going to kill them. Dumbledore, Voldemort, and anyone else who stands in my way."
Severus made eye contact with the young boy before him. Sincerity, hate, and fear were evident in the emerald depths of the boy's eyes.
"Please don't get in my way," Harry whispered as his eyes pleaded.
"I would never try to stop what should be rightfully yours. I'll follow you. Always, I'll follow you," Severus said as he hugged the small boy to his chest.
A/N: Also, I'm sorry I havent been updating much but I have been busy and I actually got sick again this weekend. Similar to what I had last time minus puking. I've been really busy and I feel really bad about taking so long. I'll try to upload faster.