Meet Ryuu Delacour : Chapter Two
Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, it would be a lot more gay and there would be a lot more cuddling.
Warnings: M/M Slash. Non-Epilogue Compliant. Dominant Harry, Submissive Draco. Underage. Post- Year Five. Evil!Lucius Good!Severus DM/HP BDSM themes, but not much. DDLB themes, but not totally. Powerful!Harry Grey!Harry Smart!Harry Gentle!Draco
AN: Thank you all for your support. I'm sorry for the wait; hopefully, I'll be able to update once a week from now on. Happy Reading!
Narcissa was tapping her well-manicured nails against the counter as she waited for her sister to join her. She had been uncertain of meeting Andromeda for lunch and wine, but with the Dark Lord in her home and her son away at Hogwarts, she really couldn't say she minded leaving the Manor. Besides, she never turned down good wine, and Felix did serve the best.
"A Moscato for you, Lady Malfoy?" a deep voice offered from her left side. She nodded sharply, her grey eyes warm even though she kept her expression blank.
"Not going to wait for me, Cissy?"
Narcissa swallowed, her throat stuck for a moment before she responded primly.
"As if I'd ever wait for wine, Andy."
Andromeda laughed wholly, bring her sister up into a hug.
"I've missed you, darling."
Narcissa narrowed her eyes, swirling her glass lightly.
"Are we going to act like this is a social call?"
Andromeda snorted, her sister scowling at the undignified sound.
"And here I thought I was the one that usually wanted to cut to the chase. Ah, well."
Andromeda's smile dropped suddenly, and it crossed Narcissa's mind that her sister wasn't just a bumbling fool that married a muggle. She was a Black as well.
"Coactus salute."
Narcissa gasped when the glass in her hand jerked, and she was pulled by her bellybutton. She landed on her bum in the opening of a rather quaint home. She quickly stood, dusting herself off just in time to see her sister appear in front of her.
"You'll find that your wand is missing," she stated, not looking apologetic in the least. "A replacement wand will be provided for you once your son can come visit you. He's left a letter for you in the sitting room. You are free to leave the house, but not the property. The wards won't allow you to exit, and if you try you will find yourself back in the master bedroom. This place is under Fidelus, and only a select few know where you are—and your husband is not included on that list."
Narcissa took a deep breath, looking off towards the wall. The place seemed clean at least, and big enough for one person.
"You are free to explore the house. Harry assures me that there is plenty for you to entertain yourself with here: a library, a nice record player—"
"Harry? Harry Potter?"
Her sister smiled. "You're under his protection now. I'll be sure to visit, but only if you wish me to."
"Of course."
Andromeda nodded firmly, moving towards the floo.
"Once I leave, this floo will be locked. Expect a visit from Harry and your son within the week."
-HPDMHPDMHPDMHPDM-
Harry held Draco's slim body against his side, ducking low enough for the invisibility cloak to cover them both. They made their way down the marble halls silently, Harry removing the cloak from them once they entered a large office.
"Lord Potter, a pleasure," a high voice greeted.
Harry turned with an easy grin to the goblin.
"Griphook, long time. I trust your gold is overflowing?"
Griphook nodded stiffly, turning his beady eyes to the gaping Malfoy heir.
"Lord? You've claimed your inheritance? But you're only-!"
"Draco," Harry's smooth voice reproached him, and he blushed when he realized his outburst. "I have no parents, therefore there are no rules regarding when I assume my titles. My godfather left the Black title to me, however, so I chose to claim all of them when I claimed that one."
Draco nodded dumbly, deciding not to ask any more questions. Harry muffled a chuckle and pressing a gentle kiss against the pale temple before softly pushing him back into a chair.
"You received my message, I presume?" Harry asked, walking over to look at the things laid out on the desk rather than sitting in the seat next to Draco.
"Yes," the goblin drawled. "All the papers are in order. Narcissa Black and Draco Malfoy are now both under your protection, and their magical signatures cloaked. Ryuu Delacour, of France, is sixteen and set to join Hogwarts in a month's time. I've designated your school trust fund as his and your Black account for Lady Black for the time being. Is this agreeable?"
Harry smiled.
"Perfect," he turned to Draco, his expression grave. "Once I do this, Lucius will be on his own. I cannot protect him. Are you certain?"
Draco nodded.
"He is no father of mine."
Harry tilted his head, but chose not to push for more. Now was not the time.
"We will visit your mother as soon as I can leave Hogwarts undetected."
-HPDMHPDMHPDMHPDM-
"I am to live here for the next month?"
Harry sighed, looking down at Draco's prim scowl.
"There's no need to whine, Draco. You'll have access to Potter Cottage with your mother soon, and you'll be able to study so that you are not behind. I'll be sure to come here quite often. I know it's not ideal—"
"Not ideal?" Draco huffed. "I'm a bloody prisoner in this room for the next—"
He gasped when a firm smack was delivered to his bum, scowling in indignation.
"This is for your protection. You will stay in this room, and you will attend to your studies. I'm sure between your mother, your schoolwork, and your new defensive training that I'll be doing with you, you will remain occupied."
Draco dropped his eyes to the floor, sufficiently chastised for the moment.
Harry lifted his chin, brushing his cheek gently before dropping a kiss onto his lips.
"I know this will not be easy for you, but you will be safe. In a month's time, you will be able to act as just another student."
Draco nodded, his expression solemn.
"Can I not tell anyone?"
Harry sighed.
"I will find the secrecy spell that Dumbledore uses for the Order meetings so that you can tell Pansy and Blaise. I'll also have Hermione and Ron know, so that you won't have to hide the entire time you are back. The potion that I have for your appearance will be ready in the next two weeks. You should probably learn more than basic French, since your mother is French."
Draco nodded again, and Harry couldn't help but bring him into his arms.
"Once you are back in Hogwarts, my little dragon, I will stake my claim."
Draco gasped and made to look up, but Harry held him steadfast.
"Harry?"
"It's time for me to go, darling. I've got to create an explosion and have Rita document your mother and your deaths."
He left without so much of an explanation, Draco remaining to look around his new temporary home.
TBC