In Potter kingdom- Wednesday

Harry and his family were packed, one carriage for there things one held his mother and her three hand maidens, and the other held his father and godparents, Harry refused to ride in the carriage, he liked feeling free, but to hide his disobedience he told his father he wanted to impress his fiancé by riding up like an almighty princely knight ready to take the crown.

James was fooled by his son excuse and Harry often found himself wondering why people compared him to his father when he was extremely clever like his mother, when she spoke, nearly seventeen years of marriage seemed to hushes her and she rarely said anything anymore, Harry knew she was unhappy with his father, that she wanted to marry Lord Severus Snape, but when James brought the topic up with her father he couldn't refuse trading off his daughters happiness for a larger fortune, Lilly never forgave him for doing so, it seemed the only thing she did not regret in her marriage was her son for he was the only thing or person her emerald eyes ever shone for.

Harry was dressed like a traveler, he had promised his father that he would change when they stopped and did not want to get dust on his new robes, it would take a day and nights fast ride to reach Malfoy kingdom by supper time tomorrow with the amount of luggage everyone brought, Harry had three trunks packed for him, his father had told him that he was to look his best everyday because this trip was for him, still Harry thought three trunks were a bit two much, but then again he thought a jammed packed single trunk was too much but there was no arguing with his father, just because he wore a crown does not mean that he is always right.

They rode long and fast, and Harry was extremely happy he decided to ride as the carriage was bouncing wildly along the cobble stone road.

By night fall they had reached a large manor, Lord Granger had offered to house the royals for the night and feed them a hearty breakfast before they continued there trip to Malfoy castle.

"King James," bowed Lord Granger as his wife Lady Granger and his daughter Ms. Hermione Granger curtseyed "queen Lilly, Prince Harry, Lord Remus, consort Sirius, welcome to Granger manor."

"My family and I extend our greatest thanks for your generosity," said King James with a nod of his head.

"I shall show you to rooms to freshen up and then a maid when ordered will escort you to supper, I'm sure you must be famished," said Lord Granger leading the Potter royals and co up the stairs and to four grand looking rooms "I hope these will be to your liking."

"Yes of course," James replied as he entered the largest room, Lilly and her three hand maidens enter the next, and Harry told his godparents to take the third largest as they were two people not one.

"Thanks Pronglett," smiled Sirius ruffling Harry's already messy hair "we'll see you at supper."

"Yah," agreed Harry "see you there," Harry walked into the room he had picked it was a decent size with calming blue walls and white trim, the bed was large and covered with a thick blue blanket, the room was otherwise bland, just a bed, writing desk, closet, bathroom and night stand.

Harry quickly washed his face and hands before putting on one of his less 'fabulous' robes, it was just a plain black, he ran a comb through his messy hair but couldn't do a thing with it, so tossed the comb into the trunk and walked out into the hall to see a young girl about fourteen standing there.

"Could you just give me directions?" asked Harry "if my father comes out and there is no one waiting, can you just point the way?"

The girl bowed low and told him to head back to the entrance hall and down a corridor with a painting of a bowl of fruit and at the end of the hall his the dinning room.

"Thanks," smiled Harry as he went back to the entrance hall, turning left he peered down the hallway and spotted the painting of the bowl of fruit, and soon entered the dining hall where the Grangers were already seated; they stood and bowed when they saw him.

Harry sat, followed by the Grangers and looked over at Hermione, from the time she was eleven till she was seventeen she worked at the palace and she, Harry and Ron became great friends, and because they were such great friends Harry's family had rewarded the Grangers with the title Lord and Lady, along with a small bit of fortune.

"Its been too long Mione," smiled Harry as he kissed her knuckles depositing a note into her palm, leaning closer to her he kissed her cheek and whispered "read it later its from Ron."

Mione gave there secret symbol for she understood, scratching the side of ones nose, and slipped the note into her spotless white glove.

Remus and Sirius were next to enter the dining room and the Grangers once again stood till the royal godparents sat.

Remus pulled out Sirius chair for him, and Sirius gave him a playful glare before Remus sat next to him and calmly placed his hand on his husbands.

Harry truly hoped his future husband was like Sirius only less hyper, but knowing his luck, it would be worse then he expected.

His father and mother entered last and everyone stood, James pulled out Lilly's chair and she sat silently, James took the seat at the head of the table and the maids then brought in supper.

The delicacy of the food was incredible and Harry could tell the Grangers went all out on the supper, casting a look at Hermione, she lipped 'my parents wanted to impress yours, I'd be fine with just some stew.'

Harry nearly chuckled, supper passed nicely and soon the Potter royals were excusing themselves for bed, Harry kissed Hermione's cheek goodnight and whispered 'come see me tonight if you can."

Hermione scratched her nose again "it was wonderful seeing you again my prince."

"And to you my dear Mione," agreed Harry as he retired to the blue room.

About ten thirty he received a knock on the door, opening it Hermione slipped in wearing a soft blue nightdress, "sorry to bother you so late."

"It's alright," smiled Harry "so did you read Ron's note?"

"Yes," replied Hermione her face filled with happiness "he asked me to marry him, he says he is going to come out as soon as he can to ask my fathers permission, it's so romantic."

"Congrats Mione," smiled Harry "I just wish my marriage could be so lucky, I've never even seen the guy before, and how do my parents know I like guys?"

"Well do you?" asked Hermione curiously.

"Yah but that's beside the point Mione, here read this," Harry fished Draconis's letter from his pocket "tell me does that sound like the type of guy I'd marry?"

Hermione shook her head "no not really."

"Mione your smart, what do I do?" asked Harry.

"I can't make that decision for you," replied Hermione.

"Okay then what if you were in my situation then what would you do?" asked Harry.

"Well, have you talked with your father?" asked Hermione.

"Even if he would listen it's an unbreakable, unless he is willingly unfaithful," reminded Harry.

"Then if it's really that hard run away," suggested Hermione "no, NO forget I ever said tha…"

You're a genius Mione, I mean Ron said the same thing but you're the smart one, thanks," smiled Harry rooting through his various trunks, he began pulling out things he would need for the rest of his life, quickly filling a sack up with an assortment of things he kissed Hermione's cheek "go on," and ushered her out the door.

Harry slept for two hours and awoke at one and left on with his bag of things and his horse using Magic so it looked a bit older and brown instead of black. And Harry rode off into the night headed towards Malfoy kingdom; it would be the last place they would look for him.