So I'm writing this for a close friend of mines who demands I write here a Harry Potter stry since I won't buy her roses *rolls eyes* Does thing are crap expensive . Especailly when she wants these multicolored ones. So I'll setle for wasting time and writing this for her vieiwing pleasure.
P.s If you don't like don't read.
Harry was extremely excited when he woke up the next day. Shocking that he even got any sleep due to his restlessness the night before with his mind full of Draco. Everything about Draco made him tingle albiet he was a little rude, snide, teasing and had a bit of an , the handsome male peaked the prince's curiosity.
Harry knew he had to contain his excitement. It would do him no good to look overly joyous when it was known throughout the whole castle that he was extremely upset about his arranged marriage to Cedric. That most definitely put a frown on Harry's face. He really didn't like how he was being pushed into this and he would have thought his parents understood his want to marry for love. He didn't even like Cedric that way so love was most definitely out of the question.
With a sigh, Harry realized it wouldn't be hard to force his bad mood.
He had absolutely no intention of telling Hermione or Lavendar about his late night rendezvous. They may have been able to help him the other day, but they would sum that up to Harry's gentle heart.
To deliberately continue to meet Draco.
A Vampire.
A Deatheater.
And ultimately danger.
It was a disaster waiting to happen. And to make matters worse both females were faithful to his father who was all about ensuring he stayed out of any potentially dangerous situations. It wouldn't shock him if they went spilling to his father if they found out that he was not only sneaking out, but also meeting Draco again.
Draco
Even his name had an adventurous ring to it. The proud arrogant face along with that name made him think of dragons. Harry knew they existed, but had never seen one in person. Maybe last night was his first time meeting one.
The day passed swiftly and Harry kept his displeased attitude easily due to his brooding. It didn't take him long to form something of a plan and decided to lock himself away in his room after dinner which his father demanded he attend.
That did nothing to improve his mood. I guess he could only miss dinner so many times in a row.
And so he sat at the table. He kept quiet as his parents and Cedric converse while sadly attempting to get him to talk. He was in no way happy about his father's decision and he was making that loud and clear. And just like they couldn't make him talk they would not make him marry Cedric. Even if he was his childhood friend.
It was obvious that Harry's silence was driving James mad which was why he wasn't too startled when the king slapped the palm of his hand against the hardwood. Harry didn't even flinch.
"That is enough!" exclaimed James his voice booming through the room. "You will converse with your family and betrothed and cease this childish behavior. This is your duty to your kingdom as prince. You shall marry Harry!" ended James with an air finality. He was sick of the cold shoulder he was receiving from his only son.
Harry's eyes darkened at every word of every sentence that fell from his father's mouth. How dare he! Making demands of him! And who claimed Cedric as his betrothed! It certainly wasn't him! "You demand I marry without my consent, without any love. Then you demand it be Cedric I wed and now you demand I come to dinner and speak in order to what father? Soothe your conscious perhaps?" spat Harry.
The Elfling was beyond furious and his loss of magical control was showing it. James was also becoming unnerved at his greens eyes glowing brilliantly with magic. " You'd think I was prisoner not a prince!" And with that Harry gracefully left his chair, but before he made his exit "Oh and please do not disturb me. I'd rather be left alone in my...cell."
Harry swept out the room like the elegant prince he was leaving Sirius, James, Lily, Hermione and Cedric astonished.
"James" whispered Lily.
"No Lilian, it must be done!. And where had he gotten the gall..."James didn't finish his sentence angry at the disrespect shown by his only son.
In the halls, Harry was searching the kitchen in rage. How dare his father act as if nothing was amiss. Speak hah! He'd half a mind not to attend dinner and now he was making ludicrous demands. Harry raided the bustling kitchen undeterred. He came in often to either cook or hide out. Shame Dobby was not here tonight he would have help Harry. Harry quickly made his way from the kitchen to his private chambers. He knew he would not be disturbed for the rest of the night and so he grabbed his cloak and quickly left to see Draco.
Draco
Despite all the chaos around him, he was anxious to see him again. Even if it he only met him once, the man intrigued him. He was something new that he had never seen before.
He found Draco sitting by the falls unfortunately clothed.
Harry blushed.
He meant fortunately! Fortunately the man was clothed! "How long do you plan to gape at me from a distance" The low, but strong voice startled the young prince, but he did not hesitate to go toward the towering older male.
"I brought you some larrger spare clothes and food" exclaimed Harry shyly. The young elf was rewarded with a smirk.
While Draco changed, Harry took the chance to gaze at the older vampire. He looked even better than he did yesterday. His blonde hair now short to frame his face made him more attractive and accented his face. His cheeks were high and nose slightly pointed, molten grey eyes were intense and caused Harry to shudder. Harry also like how pale Draco was. Most claimed vampires were deathly pale, but Draco was like marble. He had a healthy glow.
'Ten times..no! Fifty times more handsome than Cedric'
"Still ogling me, are you?" teased Draco. Harry flushed.
"You sure are confident." replied Harry avoiding the question.
"Well I can't help it if people like to stare at me" Draco retorted giving Harry a pointed look.
"How do you know I'm not just staring because I can't believe how ugly you are?" at that Draco laughed.
. It was loud, but not booming like Cedric's and had a nice huskiness to it. Harry liked it.
"Well your majesty. I'm sorry if I repulse you so" Draco continued to tease. Harry smiled.
"You're not. I've never met anyone like you. I want to know more about you." Stated Harry in a sincere voice.
"You don't wanna know about me" the older male retorted darkly. His eyes narrowed.
"Because of your Dark mark. I saw it when I was helping to heal your wounds" Harry explained from the startled look on his face. "But you've betrayed him, right? And you said before that the Dark Lord could just impale himself so you must despise him a lot. What did he do to you Draco?" Harry softly asked.
The sincerity in the Elflings voice was hard to ignore. He had fed him and clothed him knowing full well who and what he was. He was a fool. Any other person from Slytherin would have taken advantage of him. But Draco guessed it could not hurt answering a few questions for his fool hearted kindness. He was no longer one of them anyway.
Draco sighed. "...I was a warrior...commander actually for the Dark Lord. Did everything he and my father asked. I thought I was secure and the everyone around me respected me. However...the Dark L-..V-Voldermort" stuttered Draco in order to show how much respect he lost for his leader "...has a terrible temper. He wanted me to court his pug faced daughter. Now that's an ugly you don't want to stare at." joked Draco.
Harry laughed and the vampire like it. It tinkled pleasantly in his ears leaving a pleasurable feeling. His chest tinged, but he shrugged it off. "I did court her...or well she courted me. I was extremely reluctant to initiate anything. She was just so disgusting!" the vampire shuddered
"The day we were to bond...well let's say that my absolute hate for her could not trick magic herself and so the bond could not form. Obviously, V-Voldermort that as an insult and imprisoned me."
Harry listened to Dracos tale astonished. That's it! That's why the older male looked inches from death. Because he wouldn't wed his apparently hideous daughter. "How did you escaped?"
"A dear...friend faked my death. I walked as far as I could and I guess that's how you found me" Draco looked at the hooded male. His shoulders were slump showing he was sad. Before he could console Harry, the Elfling spoke up and whispered "It seems we are more alike than I though."
Draco not sure were he was headed replied "Really?"
"My father wants me to marry Cedric, a childhood friend of mine. But he's mores like a brother than a..."
"Lover" supplied Draco.
Harry flushed "Yea"
And so Harry spilled everything. Not intentionally, but he wanted to explain better and so the dinner incident, Cedric promising to postpone the wedding, his lack of warrior training, never being able walk around the castle alone all flooded out, his desperate want for adventure, to see the world. And it felt so good and easy to tell Draco his frustrations and Draco didn't have any qualms about listening. In fact he seemed to be listening intently.
When Harry was done with his own tale it was quiet for a few minutes and then Draco decided to speak up.
"First of all, I wouldn't trust that Cedric guy if I were you."
Confused Harry asked why.
He didn't want to marry Cedric, but he could at least trust him. He had been his friend since childhood and he agreed to postpone the wedding.
"Come on Harry this loser-"
"Hey! That's my friend"
Draco carried on as if he wasn't interrupted "loser insists on the marriage. Exclaiming he's totally in love with you and you'll grow to love him. Then randomly decides to wait a few years to have you opposed to just claiming you now. And what's worse is he's been in love with you for possibly years. I wouldn't be surprised if he was lying to you about the whole postponing it and just taking it as you playing hard-to-get. Hell! He might be watching you"
"That's ridiculous! He's my friend" cried Harry.
"That means nothing to a dominate who's been in love with you for years and now he has a chance to have you. But knowing you don't want him will probably paranoia him into thinking if you find someone better, that you'd love, he'd lose his chance with you completely"
The young prince was speechless. Harry hated to admit it. But Draco made sense. If Cedric was desperate it is possible that he would do something...unorthodox. But still...
"Second of all, If you don't wanna marry continue to refuse it. They can't force it. That's not how bonds work. It's why mine didn't work. You have to want it even just a little and you can't lie to magic. They probably know that and that's why they're pushing you to reconsider more carefully i.e. accept their point of view." That perked Harry up and if Draco could see Harry's eyes he would them glimmering with hope. So he couldn't be forced! That must be why his father is so furious. Elven culture would not accept anything less than a bond from their royalty. Muggle and Wizard marriages were not recognized as solid, stable bonds.
"And finally for Salazar's sake learn to protect yourself. You're a prince, an heir. You should already be more than capable of protecting yourself, but we'll blame your overprotective parents for that lack of."
That brought Harry down " No one will teach me" he mumbled
"Find someone" insisted Draco. "If something happens to you, then you need to be able to defend yourself" Draco didn't know why, but he had a sickening feeling at the smaller elf in danger, but shook it off.
"No one will teach me" Harry repeated emphasizing the no one. Draco sighed.
"Will you teach me?" Harry asked in a small voice.
"What?! Me!"
"You're a warrior! A commander! You could teach me!" pointed out the elfling.
"No way! Find someone else!"
"I can't! Everyone else is afraid of my father and he won't let me learn to hold a weapon. You said find someone! I did!" Harry all, but yelled.
Draco struggled not to roll his eyes and sigh. It wasn't like the smaller creature didn't have a point. He just did not know if he should. He was a vampire after all. Draco sighed. It's not like he had anywhere else to go though and obviously nothing better to do. He didn't know why he was making such a fuss about teaching him. And for some reason he liked having the young prince around.
"And what do I get for providing my superb services" Draco could feel Harry giving him a look, but hey what could he say. He was a Slytherin.
Harry contemplated what he could give Draco as compensation for his help and all Harry could think was that it had be something else to help Draco as well.
"I don't know, but maybe I could get you something to occupy your time...and maybe a better place to hide. This area won't due..." trailed the young prince. "You could learn potions. I'm not very good at it. Few elves and no veela know how to do it. And the few elves that do only know the basics. You might like it"explained Harry. " I have a dear friend Neville. He's my best friend-"
"Hope he's better than Cedric" mumbled Draco. Harry unexpectedly smacked him upside his head.
"He is truly my best friend. He is a herbologist in the castle. He can provide the ingredients you need and I can provide the text"
"And you will take me somewhere I can stay low?" drawled Draco. Harry nodded
"You, know, you may be a Vampire, but with your blonde hair and looks you can totally past for a Veela."
"Excuse me?" asked an indignant Draco confused by the change in conversation.
"You know, some of the common features to be a Veela is white-ish blonde hair and good looks and some say they have a particular scent to them, but thats just a rumour."
"Oh so I'm good looking now" leered the pleased Vampire.
Harry blushed. "I-I-I me-mean...I-I...you're decent enough"
"Decent enough?!" exclaimed the now incensed Draco.
"Yo-You're missing the point! You're not full blooded vampire" Harry sniffed the air. ." Something distinct is mixed in there" commented Harry absentmindedly while sniffing from beneath his cloak.
"I'm a full blooded Vampire! Thank you very much!' declared the ex- Death Eater.
Harry sniffed again just to make sure, but there was most definitely something off about Draco's sent. It was mixed with something that made Harry salivate. And even though it was mixed, the smell was heady and dazing Harry. It smelled...delicious yet calming. Harry felt hot the more he took it in.
"HARRY!" cried Draco effectively breaking the elf's trance.
"Oh um...yes what is it?" Draco gave him a funny look before speaking.
"My parents-"
"may both be vampires, but that doesn't guarantee your lineage." cut off Harry easily killing Draco's arguments.
Draco sighed. What was the use in even arguing if he was pure or not. He was no longer welcomed in Slytherin and that was that. Draco sighed again "Okay lets try it your way. I suppose it may work"
Harry grinned. He was glad something in his life was going his way and the fact that it was with Draco made it that much special. Without thinking, Harry hugged Draco taking in his heady delicious smell.
Draco for his part was extremely shock, but not reluctant to let it happen. His being felt whole as strange as that sounded to him and Harry smelt ravenous. Something akin to the smell of wood burning in a fire place, an open wide meadow...and treacle treats..maybe a hint of something chocolaty. Obviously, Draco had a bit of a sweet tooth and felt an overwhelming want to bite Harry or at the very least lick him. How could someone smell so sweet and spicy.
"Alright it's getting late shouldn't you be heading back before they notice you're gone?" Draco said before he did something he regretted.
Harry did not want to leave, but he released Draco taking one more wift with him. Harry was hesitant to leave.
"You're going to have to remove that cloak in order to train. Eventually it will get in the way of training. "Harry froze. He wasn't sure how he felt about Draco seeing his face. For some reason, he liked the fact Draco couldn't see his "beauty" it felt like Draco was getting to know the real him and maybe even like who he was. "If you're deformity or whatever bothers you so much than put on a mask to cover the lower half of your face. As long as you can take the cloak off for training you should be fine." Harry was grateful for Draco's alternative.
"I'll teach you healing, my own specialty, on top of you learning Potions so you seem more legit. It's the main reason we are strap for Potion makers in Greenwood. We have no one to make the actual Potion...and maybe you can add how to avoid paranoid stalkers lessons...like noting the suspicious and when something is suspicious and possibly outsmarting them." Draco grunted his okay.
'This could be interesting' thought Draco.
He wouldn't lose his ability to fight, Harry could help him settle in this weird place somewhat, and maybe gain favor with the heir of the kingdom. Ever the Slytherin, Draco insisted Harry went home. He didn't want Harry to leave, but it was well pass midnight and they had both had a long day.
"Harry?" Draco called before the elf disappeared.
"Yea" questioned the hooded elf.
"Whenever you decide to go on your adventure...to see the world maybe you'd like some company or a guide...I wouldn't mind going with you" the older man's voice cracked a couple of times. He thought Harry's want to go see what's out there was nice and since he had no where to go maybe it wouldn't be so bad if he went with him. "Of course you know not everything is nice or magical as this place, actually it can be quite dangerous, but it's not a total wasteland out there" add the vampire.
Harry's eyes soften. That was the sweetest proposal Harry ever heard. Mainly because the man didn't find his want to go see the world trivial or stupid. He wasn't nagging him about the dangers just warning him. And best of all he wanted to join him on them. And Harry knew nothing would make him happier.
"Draco the moment I decide to go...I won't give you a choice, but to join me. So I'll hold you to that" Draco could here the slight smirk in the young elf's musical voice and returned it with one of his own's "G'nigh Elfling"
"Good Night...Draco" And Harry disappeared running back to his chamber with a blush permanently on his face. Harry felt like for the first time someone had...what was it Herimone always said...woo'd him.
Draco sat their grinning repeating Harry's sweet good night in his mind. Despite his grim outlook for the future, Harry seemed like a new welcomed intrusion into his life.
Both went to bed that night with each others scent embedded into one anthers mind.
So this is the beginning of the original continuation by me. I would love it you start reviewing now just to tell me what you think. Sorry this didn't come out sooner. I was trying to finish the next chapter so if I'm late next time it not because the chapter isn't typed, I'm just trying to finish two chapters instead of one.