My own chapter fir this story! Finally! I hope you guys enjoy it ^^

WARNING: EX-SNARRY, LEMON

'Thoughts'

"Dialogue"

"Dream Dialogue"

Spells/Dreams/Emphasis

Chapter Six: Trouble in Paradise

The sound of the banging of the door woke Salazar. He cast Tempus to check the time, and was surprised when he saw it was already past noon.

He shook Harry gently to rouse him from his sleep. He only succeeded, however, in making Harry's eyebrows furrow adorably and snuggle closer into his body heat. He smiled, and decided to try another method.

Salazar swooped down and kissed Harry, invading his mouth leisurely until Harry finally opened his eyes, although a bit dazed.

"Morning." Harry mumbled. "'S a nice way to wake up."

Salazar chuckled, "Silly elf, we missed lunch." This finally woke Harry up.

"What? But...what...why?" His confusion was shown in his face, scrunched up.

"It is because, little elf, you are insatiable." They sat, basking in happiness until the door slammed open, revealing an irritated Godric.

"Salazar!" Godric bellowed. "What in Merlin's name is keeping you in..." Godric froze when he saw a naked Harry and Salazar, before his face darkened.

"You...to my lion...I will destroy you." Godric snarled, his sword being unsheathed when a black wand pointed at him.

"You dare insinuate that I force my Submissive?" Salazar hissed, fury uncontrollable.

Awkwardly, Harry draped himself in Salazar's silk sheets, before walking to Godric, placing a calming hand on his shoulder. Godric turned to look at Harry and quickly questioned him.

"Harry! Are you alright? Do not worry, I will take care of you. He will regret-" Harry cut Godric off with a hand, before hesitantly speaking.

"Godric, Salazar didn't force me. If anything," Harry stopped as a blush crawled to his face. "I pressured him into it this morning." Seeing Godric's incredulous look, he hastily explained. "Well, I was having this really...graphic dream and I woke up and you know how it is in mornings and he helped me...take care of it, but then we both fell asleep and didn't wake up until just now." By the end of his speech, Harry's blush had spread farther and he was fidgeting with the sheet that covered him while he stared down at his feet.

Godric cleared his throat. "Well then...I...apologize for my accusations, Salazar. I was not thinking clearly when I saw you two, and I made a mistake. I was worried when you to did not arrive at the Great Hall for breakfast or lunch, and began to assume the worst. When you two dress and eat, the others and I will meet you in the library to discuss more about your creature inheritance." With that, Godric walked out, clearly still shocked from what he had seen.

When he left, Harry dropped to the floor and groaned in embarrassment. He heard a soft laughter and peered through the sheet. What he saw left his mouth dry. Salazar was sprawled out on the bed, naked, with a soft smile on his face. Harry flushed at the sight before muttering an incoherent excuse to running to take a much needed cold shower.

Salazar slowly got up as a smirk made its way to his face, before joining his his elf in the shower.

An hour later, a smug Salazar and blushing Harry entered the library. No questions needed to be asked when Helga and Rowena saw the two, they just cleared their throats and began to explain Harry's inheritance.

Rowena started first. "Elemental elves are one of the most powerful creatures there are. They are small in stature, but are very agile. It seems fitting for you Harry, considering your size and speed." Harry pouted at this comment, earning a few chuckles from the Founders.

Helga continued. "But it is not wise to underestimate elemental elves. Besides incredible speed and flexibility, elemental elves hide extreme power. They can control the weather and other elements, such as fire, wind, earth, and water with their emotions, it is thought that elemental elves created the four seasons. The power they hold also places them high in elven society; most elven rulers we know of are elemental elves."

"Their power also attracts unwanted attention though. Many power hungry witches or wizards hire hunters to find and train elemental elves to obey their every command. Since elves, like most magical creatures are beautiful in appearance, they usually serve as sex slaves as well." Godric stopped when Harry started trembling. There was the sound of distant thunder. Godric was quick to reassure the young elf, holding him close despite Salazar's death glares.

"It is okay, young one. We will not let anyone harm you." At this he glowered at Salazar. "We will protect you, not because you are our 'hero', but because you are our friend." He smiled at Harry, who beamed back at him and snuggled closer to Godric.

"There is not much information on elves, especially elemental elves, so we cannot find a correct way for you to control your powers. We will have to learn as your powers progress." Rowena admitted.

"Great." Harry mumbled in Godric's chest. "I had to spend my time at Hogwarts learning about my magic and now I have to learn about my elven magic. Fate really likes to screw me over."

"It is not so bad. I can owl my old students about their inheritances. Maybe one of them can come in and help you." Salazar stated, before he stole Harry and pressed him against his chest possessively. Godric only held his hands up in surrender.

"Harry dear, do you want to start practice now? We can take a break from regular training and start fresh." Helga suggested. "Rowena can record the results so you can see any improvement you make."

"Might as well. So how does this work? Do I just think about it? Or do you have to do something? What if I hurt you guys? What if-" Harry rambled before Salazar cut him off.

"I do not think you can control your power well enough to utilize on command. It would be best to...affect your emotions and continue from there." When Harry looked like he was going to protest, Salazar brought his hand up. "Do not worry about any hurting any of us. We can practice in the Room of Requirement and ask for an area separate and we can cast protection charms." When Harry finally agreed, the group made their way to the seventh floor, impatiently awaiting the first sign of Harry's true power.

Harry paced three times in front of the hallway, and said, "I need a room to safely test my powers." Suddenly, there was a low rumbling, and a door appeared. Harry quickly walked in with the Founders, and they were amazed with what was inside the room.

The room was divided into separate sections, one covered with dirt, another full of water, one with wind chimes dangling, another that had heat oozing out, one that was ice cold, and one that had a shield covering it. The room was perfect to use.

"This is it!" Harry yelled excitedly. "Man, I love this place! Do you see all these sections? There's one for you guys too! I was kinda nervous about this but I can't wait now!" He started to jump up and down, causing Godric to laugh and ruffle his hair affectionately.

"All right, young one. We' will go to that section," Godric pointed to the protected area, "and you can pick whichever element you wish to train in first." The Founder moved, and left Harry to ponder his choices. He quickly decided, and said, "I guess I'll start with... this one!" Harry moved to the section with wind chimes. "I guess that means wind? So how do I control wind? There's no breeze, it's so...still."

"Air is there, and wind is air in motion. Think of sometime that moves you, whether it keeps you spinning, propels you forward, or shoves you backward and concentrate on it." Rowena said. Harry thought hard, about a slide. When that didn't work, he thought of a swing, and then a merry-go-round. He growled in frustration. "It's not working!" He whined.

"What did you think of?" Helga asked.

"Well, I thought of a slide, because you move forward, and then a swing, because you go back and forth, and then a merry-go-round, because it goes in circles." Harry stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. He looked at the Founders and noted their blank faces. "Don't tell me, you don't know what they are?" He exclaimed. At the continuous blank faces and Rowena's irritated face, he began to explain. "...and then a merry-go-round is a machine that you and others can ride and it spins around in circles and plays this soft music." Harry finished. By the end of his explanation, they Founders all looked very interested, except Salazar, who tried to mask his interest behind a face of nonchalance.

"Maybe, you should think of things that move you emotionally, Harry." Helga tried. "Perhaps, a memory that impacted you strongly?"

"A memory, huh..." Harry took some time to think of something. His mind immediately flashed back to Sirius' death. He trembled a little and whispered, "Got it." They Founders exchanged a look of worry before Salazar said, "Now focus on it. Let it fill you up."

Harry sighed shakily and close his eyes. The memory flashed in his head over and over, when the curse hit Sirius, when the disappeared into the veil, when Remus held him back, and how he chased after Bellatrix Lestrange. He was hit heavily by grief and then guilt, and began to drown in it. He faintly heard shouting but it was blocked out but Sirius' face, how it faded into nothingness. 'Merlin! Sirius! I'm so sorry, it's all my bloody fault!'

Harry was roused out of his trance by someone shaking his roughly, calling his name. "Harry! Harry! Come back to us!" He looked up, and saw Salazar, worry coloring his face. Harry wondered why his face was wet, until he realized that he was crying. He looked down to hide but his chin was grasped by Salazar.

"Harry! What is it? What did you think of that did this? Was it- was it the muggles?" At this, Salazar's face darkened.

Harry hiccoughed. "N-no! It was...I had a godfather and he was fighting with me against the Dark Lord's followers, you know, the one I defeated, and then he was hit, and I saw him...die and I blamed myself and I'm so sad because he was the only family I had left and-" Salazar cut Harry off as he pressed their lips together, gently. He added pressure ever so slightly and invaded Harry's mouth. Harry closed his eyes, which made more tears fall. He gripped Salazar's robes as if it was a lifeline, and they finally parted, a string of saliva the only connection left. Harry's eyes were slightly glassed over, and he was panting lightly. Salazar's arm circled around Harry's waist and he pulled him closer, as if shielding him.

"Calm down, Submissive. It was not your fault. You did not wield the wand that killed your godfather and you could not control it. These things are beyond us." Salazar intoned. He rubbed soothing circles on Harry's back and ran his fingers through soft, black hair. He continued this until Harry relaxed enough to nuzzle his neck and reluctantly pulled them apart to check his elf's face.

"Do you feel better little one?" Salazar asked, caressing Harry's cheek.

"Y-yes, Dominant." Harry replied, flushing slightly from the delicate touch.

Godric cleared his throat discreetly, breaking the world the two were stuck in. He rubbed the back of his head nervously and hesitantly asked, "Do you wish to end your training here, little lion? It is perfectly understandable to want time to sort your feelings. We will not force you to keep going." Harry looked over Godric and noted that Helga nodded her agreement vigorously and Rowena was worried as well. He smiled, feeling lucky that he had such considerate friends.

"It's okay. Maybe we should just stay away from wind for awhile, maybe do a different element." He moved to the icy section, and gestured for the Founders to move back to their area. He waited until they finally shifted and said, "I think I should create a fire in this one. There's no point in making it more cold." The Founders nodded their agreement and waited for Harry to begin.

"What would fire represent?" He muttered to himself. "Since wind meant moving in a poetic sense, I guess I shouldn't start working out. Ugh, riddles are better suited for 'Mione. She figured out the the monster was a basilisk and how to destroy horcruxes. I guess, anger or passion? But, when I was made at Rowena and Helga, it started snowing, so passion?" Then Harry had an idea of what to use. He blushed fiercely, and started to fidget. 'No way, I'm to use that? I guess it's worth a shot...'

Just when the Founders were going to check on him, the ice melted and evaporated, and the are surrounding Harry became hot and humid. 'Mmm, Sal's fingers, his tongue and mine, biting me...' He was still blushing, but you could see his concentration on his face before he exhaled, letting the ice set back in. Godric and the others ran up to him and cheered. Godric lifted Harry up and spun him around, much to the chagrin of Salazar.

"That was brilliant, Harry! What did you think of for fire?" Godric asked, curious.

Harry's blush returned fully, making him resemble a tomato. The Founders found it quite amusing, especially Salazar, who had an idea of what Harry did.

"W-well, I thought that passion would work for fire, so..." He trailed off, and Godric understood his meaning as pink trailed over his cheeks. The other three Founders just looked at each other, before Salazar smirked smugly.

"Okay!" Harry distracted, "Let's go to the dirt area now and try to control earth." He quickly moved there, but you could clearly see his red eyes, and Salazar couldn't help laughing, while the two witches cooed at his adorableness.

"What would earth be?" Harry asked, tilting his head. The other Founders pondered this as well until Helga came up with an answer.

"Earth can signify something that grounds you, but it can also signify being human. My best choice would be an example of you making a mistake, like all humans do." Helga said, and Harry thought about it. He had made a lot of mistakes, but they didn't mean something special to him. Then, it hit him.

"I got it, move back you guys." Harry said. He closed his eyes, and focused on his memory.

It was dark, but that was what you got when you wandered the castle's corridors after curfew. Wand in one hand, the Marauders' Map in another, Harry followed the trail of Severus Snape. He was nearing his personal quarters, his heart beating furiously. This was it. He was going to meet his lover tonight, and they were going to make love. He knew he was early, but he couldn't wait any longer. Suddenly, Harry heard a moan and hid in the shadows. He peered out slightly, and what he saw left a lump in his throat. His lover, Severus Snape, was thrusting into his rival, Draco Malfoy. Harry felt tears well up in his eyes, and dashed out. Distantly, he heard Malfoy's cry of ecstasy as he reached his climax, and Severus', no, Snape's following groan as he reached completion. He was such a fool to think that he could trust him, to think that someone loved him. Harry shuddered at his memory, he had made a mistake in falling for Snape, but he was glad that he didn't sleep with him that day because that meant that he was still good enough for Salazar. He wanted his first time to be with someone who loved him for him, and that someone was Sal. Harry didn't hate Snape, he couldn't, not after he saw his memory in the pensieve, the one Snape gave him when he was dying, but he didn't love him anymore. Even though the man held a special place in his heart, he was head over heels for Sal now, and he would never regret that. Harry was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't notice that the dirt formed and hardened in the shape of an animal, the shape of a doe.

When Helga called his name, he was startled out of his thoughts, and looked at the doe. Harry smiled slightly, and touched the figure reverently, before closing his eyes and turning to the Founders. He didn't offer an explanation for this, he just looked at them and they understood. Some things were better left unsaid.

Suddenly, Harry fell to the floor. The Founders rushed to him, and immediately cast diagnostic spells over him. Harry waved them away, and said, "I'm fine. I'm just really tired. Using this power is hard, takes a lot outta me." This led to Helga and Godric automatic answer of food. Harry groaned, but couldn't get out of it because he didn't have enough energy to run, or even protest, so he let his Dominant carry him to the Great Hall, the other Founders trailing after them. Salazar called for a house elf who popped in dutifully.

"How can Misty be helping the Masters and Mistresses?" The elf asked, before looking at Harry. "Oh!" The elf shrieked. "Master Harry Potter! Is you okay, Master Harry Potter? Shall Misty be getting something for you?" She asked frantically.

Harry opened his mouth to speak but Rowena cut in. "Harry should eat, he used too much energy trying to master his elven powers and needs something that will sustain him properly." Misty was shocked at the fact that Harry was part elf, before beaming, and answering with, "Of course Mistress Eagle ma'am! Misty be getting food for Master Harry Potter right away!" before disappearing with a pop. Harry glared slightly at Rowena, but it withered with his exhaustion. Three seconds later, a full course meal popped up for Harry. The Founders raised eyebrows at how fast the food came but let Harry eat.

The house elves had outdone themselves for Harry. He received a hot, creamy tomato soup with a pinch of basil and mint, followed by a main course of seared lamb chops with black pepper and a sweet balsamic sauce topping it, finished with strawberries and whipped cream for dessert. Harry was surprised that the house elves had made his favorites, but with one whiff, he began to eat with gusto. He even glared at Godric when he tried to 'taste-test' Harry's lamb chops. To the surprise and delight of Helga, Harry cleaned every single dish he was presented, and Harry finished with a contented sigh while Godric sulked and pouted in the corner. He blinked and grinned sheepishly while saying, "I guess I was really hungry...Stop sulking Godric. I'm sure the house elves will bring you food later." This led to Godric beaming.

Rowena clapped her hands together, and said, "You should resume training tomorrow. Instead, we should go to the library and look up anything on elven royalty. I do not think that your food appeared so quickly just because you are friends with the house elves. Did you see how Misty reacted when we mentioned your inheritance? I find myself curious." Harry agreed heartily, and the group made their way to the library.

Sobbing was heard in the Gryffindor common room, where two housemates were worrying over their friend.

"Gin, 'Mione, you need to calm down. Weird things have happened to Harry before. He turned out fine, remember?" Ron reassured.

"But, Ron!" Hermione sniffed, "Harry always had use with him, and those 'weird things' always led to him almost dying!" The thought of Harry dead made Hermione burt into tears once again.

"Yeah! What if he's cold or lonely? What if we never...never s-see him again?" Ginny wailed.

The two girls clung to each other, while Ron sat there contemplating. He was putting his strategist mind to work. Finally, he came up with an idea.

"I got it!" Ron said. The girls stopped slightly and looked up at him. "We sent Harry a letter!" The girls looked at him as if he was telling them he was going to wear a pink frilly tutu for the rest of his life. "No! Think about it! Owls can find anyone in the world, so we just place a tracking charm on the owl, and we've got Harry!" The girls looked at each other before moving to hug Ron.

"That's bloody brilliant, Ron!" Hermione said, as he kissed him. When they surfaced, Ron was grinning stupidly.

"What are we waiting for?" Ginny asked. "Let's do it!" They ran to get an owl, before proceeding to write to Harry.

So, how was my first chapter? It's kind of sloppy, but I had to go out so I rushed this a little. Tell me what you think in a review. Thanks! ^^