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"Well, it seems as if I have much work to do back in Britain. But first, I would like to see my son."
With that, Lucius and Tom apparated to one of the Malfoy's many properties. It was a small cottage that fit their needs of simply sitting and talk where they would receive no uninvited guests.
"Narcissa will be very upset that she isn't here to hear this, my Lord," Both Lucius and Tom let out small laughs at the thought of an angry Narcissa. It was quite a sight.
"Yes, well, we shall fill her in later. Now, I'm sure you have many questions. So please, go ahead and ask," Tom smirked at Lucius' wide eyes. He's the only one that's been able to see behind his Malfoy mask. That is of course, other than Severus.
"Your body! It's back to how it was, before, before-"
"Before Dumbledore cursed me, yes," Tom gave a frown at the memory.
It had been right after Regulus and Hadrian had disappeared. It was a raid, an act of desperation to find his husband and son, and somehow Dumbledore knew they would be there. They dueled. Tom had youth and stamina on his side while Dumbledore had experience. But Tom also had unrestrained anger, and one of Dumbledore's curses had hit him. The curse caused him to take on the physical traits of a snake. It seems harmless, but Dumbledore was able to use Tom's new appearance by saying that it was caused by Dar arts. All who were on the fence about joining the Dark were immediately turned to the Light. All those who were already against Tom, were even more set against him. It was the last and final blow before Tom went to Godrics Hollow to find Hadrian.
"Yes, while I possessed the bodies of muggles here and there, I met someone. I'm not going to tell you who, except that they are a very old and powerful being. She somehow knew of my journey and goals and said that by giving me this body back, I would be able to achieve greater things faster. However, it is not stable. I must perform a ritual, with Hadrian there of course to be able to keep my body like this. The ritual should also be able to get rid of any glamours that Dumbledore put on Hadrian," Tom's face held pure joy.
Lucius smirked at both his excitement and at the secret knowledge that he knew who Tom had met. Magic. It was rumored that she met with only the most powerful of wizards at their greatest times of need and would continue to help them if their goals were pure. Apparently Tom passed her test.
"When will do the ritual?" If this was going to be done, preparations must be made immediately. God knows the ingredients needed will take ages to find, even with Severus' connections.
"I was thinking of doing them during the winter holidays. That is assuming that the boys will be coming back from Hogwarts then."
"Of course they'll come back. Narcissa would drag them from Hogwarts herself if they don't arrive back on the train, come December."
"And Draco, how is he?" Tom could still remember an infant Draco, so small and tiny. And when Hadrian came into the picture, it was hard to separate them. They would even sleep in the same crib together most nights. Their bond was so strong, even then.
"He's wonderful; completely spoiled, though. If you ask me, I blame Narcissa. That woman buys everything and then some for the boy. I don't believe there is any other child at Hogwarts with the amount of clothes that he has," Tom chuckled, knowing that Lucius probably spoiled the child rotten as well. "I think Harry is going to deflate his giant head. A good thing too, I don't believe what I would have done if Draco continued to be so arrogant."
"I remember a Malfoy who was extremely spoiled and arrogant. Still is, actually." Lucius gave Tom a light hearted glare at the friendly jab. He had missed this. It was nice to have Tom back.
"And the bond? Are the boys aware of its existence?"
"No, we decided it was best not to tell Draco incase Dumbledore meddled with things. And when Harry came to us, we felt that it would be too much to put on his shoulders, especially after all that he's gone through."
"What are you talking about, Lucius," Tom's red eyes flashed dangerously.
"You see, after the Potter's died and you disappeared, so did Harry. Oh Dumbledore reassured the wizarding world that their savior was safe, in a loving environment. I tried to get hold of the boy, but it seemed Dumbledore was the only one who knew where he was."
"Savior? What has Dumbledore done with Hadrian?"
"Yes, apparently, Harry was destined to kill the Dark Lord. They call him "the-boy-who-lived" "the savior of the wizarding world", all propaganda by the Old Goat. And as I just found out by Harry, he was sent to live with his last blood relative, Lily Potter's muggle sister."
Tom, who had been sipping at some fine whiskey nearly choked. His son, his heir, had been sent to live with muggles!? "No!"
"I'm afraid so. It was lucky for us that Draco found him in Diagon Alley getting his school supplies with the oaf, Hagrid."
"They didn't harm him did they? I swear to Merlin, if those muggles had hurt one hair on Hadrian's head, they're dead." Tom's voice was cold and laced with fury.
"Well, no, there was no physical harm, but, well, I don't know how to put this. He was treated like a house elf. He cooked, cleaned, and "pretended as if he didn't exist" the rest of the time," The walls began to shake as Tom's fury whipped around them. "Calm down. Please, my Lord. He is now safe at Hogwarts. I am taking the case to the Wizengamot and they will be put on trial. The best part is, Dumbldore's name will be dragged through the mud for placing Harry with them." Tom began to calm down and considered Lucius' words.
"Let's go. I want to see my son now. And as soon as we are done at Hogwarts, I want that case filed with the Ministry immediately."
"Of course, My Lord," Lucius said as they apparated to Hogsmeade.
Meanwhile at Hogwarts…
"Harry. Harry wake up! We have to get to classes! You don't want to be late do you?" Someone was talking. Mmm, it sounds like Draco. I snuggled closer to the warm body. "No, Harry! Come on! I swear, I'll soak you if you don't get up this instant," The words took awhile to process in my mind. Loading, loading… "You asked for it."
"Ahhhh! Draco!" I shot out of bed and hid under one of the desks as the cold water hit me. It was freezing!
"Good, you're out of bed. Now go take a shower and get cleaned up. You have 10 minutes to be ready before I leave you." Draco turned to the mirror and began to fix his hair.
Meanie. I would've gotten up without the cold water. Actually, no I wouldn't have. But still! He shouldn't have done that!
10 minutes later I was dressed and ready in my new Slytherin robes and tie. Draco made sure I did the tie right, they always confused me. As we went down the steps to the Common Room, one of the older Slytherins stood in our way. He was big, and not very attractive. His teeth were funny looking and he was glaring at us.
"Flint. If you wouldn't mind getting out of our way, we have to get to breakfast." Draco had his arms crossed and was glaring right back at Flint. They somehow knew each other, and obviously weren't friends.
"I was just curious as to know why you are being all goody-goody with the reason we no longer have a dark lord." Flint was big, there was no denying that. With his arms crossed and big body, there was no way for Draco and I to get passed in the narrow hallway.
"Don't talk about things that are beyond you. I have orders from my father that the Dark Lord will return and that he wants Potter on our side." Draco, while tall for his age, looked small and weak in comparison to Flint. I didn't like it.
"Come on, Dray. Let's get out of here." I tugged at Draco's sleeve, ready to leave this moron behind.
"Shut up mudblood! Nobody was talking to you!" I jumped at Flint's outburst and grabbed Draco's arm tightly.
"What did you say, Flint?" Draco took out his wand and pointed it in the older boy's face.
"Put your wand down before you poke an eye out, Malfoy." Flint laughed, and that pushed it for me.
"SHUT UP YOU STUPID MORON! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT AND I SWEAR TO MERLIN IF YOU HURT DRACO NOT EVEN THE DARK LORD WILL STOP ME FROM KILLING YOU!" Flint had turned a sheet of white and was shaking from my little outburst. I hadn't noticed, but I was floating so that I was taller than him and the lights had gone out in the Common Room. We had gathered quite the crowd, too.
"Harry," Draco said quietly as he grabbed my hand. "Calm down. Look, the idiot hasn't hurt me. I'm okay. See?" I landed my feet back on the ground and the crowd broke out in whispers.
"I- I don't know what just happened. First he was threatening you and then I got so mad. I just reacted!" What had happened? I don't even remember doing any magic!
"It's okay, Harry. It's okay," Draco wrapped me in a big hug as Flint ran off and the crowd began to leave. "I'll send a letter to Father and ask him about this. Maybe he's found your dad." I smiled at the thought of having a dad.
Draco and I made our way through the castle and to the Great Hall. Just as we were about to enter a voice called out, "Harry, my boy! I'm Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster. I was wondering if I could have a word in my office?" His eyes were twinkling and he was trying to come off as grandfatherly, but it wasn't working on me.
"Sorry sir, but I've got to get to breakfast, with Draco. It's the most important meal of the day." I grabbed Draco's hand and we turned to leave.
"Harry, I was hoping you and I could have breakfast in my office. I'll have treacle tart."
This time Draco jumped in, "Sorry sir, but we must be going. I'm sure that you can schedule a meeting with Harry through my father."
Dumbledore glared at Draco, but quickly composed himself. "And why, Mr. Malfoy, would I have to schedule a meeting with your father to talk to young Harry? He is his own person, is he not?"
"Unless you have academic reasons to talk to him, then yes, it is the student's guardian's business what you are saying to him." Draco stood tall and mighty, and Dumbledore knew that he had lost.
"Did I hear that you were trying to speak to my ward without my permission? Tsk, tsk, Albus. Not a smart move right there. Especially when you are about to be brought to court." Lucius! What was he doing here? And who is the man with him?
"Court? What nonsense are you talking about Lucius?" As if he didn't know.
"Please, Albus, we all know that you are not some senile old man. Surely you must know that I have taken Harry Potter's custody case to court? And that your decisions are currently being questioned by the Wizengamot? No? Well, consider this your notice."
"Surely you wouldn't-" Dumbledore started.
"He has. Now if you don't mind Albus, I would like a moment to speak to my son. You see, because of you we haven't spoken in 10 years." It was the man that had arrived with Lucius that spoke. And he was looking straight at me.
"Father?" I asked.
"No! This cannot be!" Albus yelled.
"Yes. Come along Hadrian, we have much to discuss." I ran over to where he stood and gave him a blinding smile. His mouth gave a small little quirk and we began to walk down the halls. This was turning out to be the best day ever!
Harry finally meets his daddy! I'm so happy! I'm the author and I'm really excited for the next chapter! (which currently is unwritten)
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