Return of the King chapter 5

Well another chapter, its been done for a couple of days, i've had several interessting ones LOL


it was decided that i spend to much time by myself, alone and without companionship so something was done.

I am the proud parent of a puppy, and let me tell you trying to type or do anything at the computer while trying to housebreak a puppy leaves me with little time to actually write. she keeps trying to eat the mouse or sleep on the keyboard next to my hands


the other thing some of these chapters after going back through them became huge so i have split them


Chapter 05:


Waking up the next morning wrapped in Ar’Ron’s arms Harry felt refreshed, once again he had fallen asleep before getting to know his soul mate a little better. Deciding that they were not going to leave the bed until he had a chance to explore his mates body fully, Harry leaned over and kissed Ar’Ron awake.


Waking up to Harry’s kisses and his hand slowly stroking his hardness Ar’Ron turned into Harry and returned the favor. Rolling over on top of Harry, Ar’Ron returned Harry’s kisses passionately. Slowly working his way down, stopping to suck lightly on his Adams apple before moving down to his nipples.


Harry was rolling back and forth with the intense bouts of pleasure he was experiencing, hands digging into Ar’Ron’s back as he tried to pull him closer to his body if possible.


After sucking on the right nipple for a while Ar’Ron moved on to the left nipple as Harry’s body moved in pleasure under him, examining both nipples critically with a grin, they both looked like they were fully erect and hard as they could be, so his lips left a trail of wetness behind as he slowly moved down to Harry’s crotch, slowly he extended his tongue to lick Harry’s shaft up and down wetting it in the process.


Hearing Harry’s breathing becoming faster, more labored while he watched Harry’s balls start to tighten and rise, Ar’Ron slowly swallowed the head of Harry’s penis swishing his tongue between the foreskin and head. As he started to get a good rhythm going he felt Harry tense up and shoot volley after volley of cum into his waiting mouth.


Harry was covered in sweat, panting like he had run a race, with a satisfied smile as the last of the waves of pleasure washed over him, he had finally had someone make love to him, and it would only get better when they went all the way he thought.
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Feeling Harry’s penis start to soften somewhat he gave one last swish of his tongue as he sucked on it one last time before crawling up his body to share the last taste with Harry as they explored each other’s mouths with their tongues.


As Harry came back to reality he wanted to return the favor, “Your Turn,” He whispered huskily as he looked into Ar’Ron’s eyes. Moving down so his mouth was able to lick and suck on Ar’Ron nipples Harry started to copy the movements his lover had just finished performing on him a few minutes earlier. After working both nipples till they were hard Harry moved in to what he was most interested in. He picked up Ar’Ron’s penis so it stood up from his body, eyeing it up he noticed the skin was slightly retracted and a clear sticky fluid was leaking out of his slit. Taking his tongue he gave a quick flick across the head, tasting the fluid, deciding he liked the sweet taste he proceeded to engulf the head of his penis with his mouth, gently suck up and down slowly going faster. He was amazed at how soft yet how hard the shaft of Ar’Ron’s penis was. He was enjoying the taste and sensation, causing Ar’Ron to moan out in pleasure.


Ar’Ron placed his hands on either side of Harry’s head and moaned out, “I’m close, if you don’t want to taste me you need to back off now.”


Hearing that he was close only caused Harry to increase his speed, and soon he was rewarded with strong spurts of cum filling his mouth, it was more than he thought it would be and some of it escaped out of his mouth to run down the shaft. Swallowing what he could Harry quickly licked up what had escaped, eyes roaming around the base of the still hard shaft looking for anything he missed before crawling back up Ar’Ron’s body so he could laid down resting his head near Ar’Ron on the pillow.


Moving just enough to kiss Harry, “Now that is one fine way to wake up in the morning.” Ar’Ron laughed as he hugged Harry tight to his body.


After resting for half an hour just relaxing in each other’s company, Harry picked his head up, “Should we get cleaned up and to breakfast?”


Giving Harry one last kiss Ar’Ron slipped out from under Harry as he got up out of bed, taking his beautiful lover in as he stretched on the top of the bed he grinned, “Shall we shower then?”


Showering together was a new experience for Harry, feeling of someone else washing him felt so nice, not only that it was so erotic he thought as he melted back into the strong torso as Ar’Ron washed his hair. Playing around for a few minutes, mainly teasing each other to hardness, but not really having much time with everything they had on their list, they got out from under the warm waterfall and dried off.


Walking back into the bedroom Harry chose a dark green Elven outfit to wear out of the closet, surprised by the amount of clothes hanging in there on his side, glancing over to see what Ar’Ron chose he smiled at seeing the skin tight dark black leather pants being pulled up. Finished getting dressed they headed down the steps to the family dining room hand in hand.


Walking into the dining room Harry was pleased to see Dobby with the other Impare’ standing by the table, and all the extra place settings, smiling in greeting he wrapped his arms around Ar’Ron’s waist as he glanced back at them, “Good morning Dobby.”


“Harry potter sir says good morning to his Dobby,” The slightly less hyper Impare’ said tears in his eyes from being treated like an equal.


Looking at the table loaded with covered dishes of scrambled eggs, bacon, toast and oatmeal, Ar’Ron looked over at the group of Impare and the couple of house elf’s yet to be bonded. “Good morning everyone, please sit down, I know most of you do not think it is proper eating with those you serve, but you only have to do it at breakfast. Breakfast will always be the time all of us can catch up and go over schedule changes or any problems that I need to be notified about in the gardens or estates. Anything really that involves your jobs that you have questions on, this is the time to do it.”


Filling his plate with food Ar’Ron turned towards Sage, remembering how Dobby introduced her and the others to him, “Sage if you would, until we get a healer, and afterwards I think, I would like you to become familiar with the infirmary, its layout and where the potions are stored; if needed I would like you to be able to quickly find and deliver healing potions as needed.”


“As Majesty wishes,” Sage replied shyly as she took a few things to eat after everyone else did.


“Thank you,” Ar’Ron smiled at Sage, it would take some time, but after the slave enchantment was broken by the binding ritual he thought she would come into her own.


At that moment Remus walked in, walking stiff legged like each leg was on one side of a pole, Ar’Ron tried his best to hold back his laughter as he watched him slowly walk into the dining room, ‘Boy that is one sore wizard’ he thought to himself.


Harry not quite catching on to what was going on became worried at Remus’s movements, they looked like he was in pain, “Remus, are you hurt? Did something happen?” the words came rushing out as he started to get up.


Turning a slight shade of red with embarrassment “I’m fine, just a little sore this morning,” Remus replied hoping he would not have to explain to Harry why he was sore.


Taking pity on Remus and thinking it as a great prank Ar’Ron leaned over and whispered in Harry’s ear, “He’s sore down there, too much wanking will do that to a person.”


Sitting there with his mouth open in stunned amazement, Harry heard the explanation, as at the full meaning of what he was told sank in his face turned as red as the hair on top of a Weasley.


As Remus gingerly sat down he noticed Ar’Ron lean over and whisper something in Harry’s ear, when he was finished he sat back with a huge smirk on his face. Looking back at Harry’s face he saw this huge stunned expression on his face, then slowly he turned beet red as the words Ar’Ron had spoken sunk in. laughing with mirth at Harry’s expression Remus picked up his glass and took a sip to promptly spit it out when he heard Harry say, “Really Remus a man of your advanced years should not do that more than once or twice day.”


Smirking at Remus, Harry filled his plate and started to eat, he wasn’t the son of a prankster for nothing.


Almost finished with his breakfast Harry looked at Ar’Ron, “I think I have found the perfect spot to link the palace to the castle, tower three has a transport step that leads to a hidden set of rooms that can only be accessed by that step. And the good thing is it can be keyed to only allow certain people to use it.”


Ar’Ron looked at Harry in thought before an excited look crossed his face as he found the memory of the rooms Harry was talking about, “Actually now that I think on it that sounds like a good idea. From the information the orb gave us those rooms are hidden in case of trouble, a safe place for the family to hide in. The entry is a small room with a twenty foot arched door leading to the next set of rooms, sounds perfect, I can use the archway as the gate link to the palace.”


Remus was thoughtful for a moment as he pulled up the map in his memory, “Now all you have to do is figure out what to use to key us all to that step to activate the transport, otherwise it will get complicated having to key each person in individually.”


“I have the perfect thing,” Harry was excited as it came to him, “the one thing all three of us have in common at all times is the anklet Ar’Ron gave us, we can key it to that”.


“Brilliant idea, that is exactly what I did to key all of us into the family wing in the palace, it is something that can be done very quickly, and to let new people have access we just have to give them an fairy oak anklet,” Ar’Ron was pleased that Harry was taking an active role in controlling his life.


“Minky for now, help out Winky in the kitchens please, Holly light duty for you until your babies are born, so you will be responsible for the second and third floors of the family wing.” Ar’Ron waited until the nodded shyly before facing the four bonded Impare’, “Do you four have any questions?”


Inky spoke up proudly, not afraid of being punished now that the enchantments had been broken, “Inky, Tinkly have split up chores. Does Majesty want big food garden or small?”


Ar’Ron Looked at Harry in thought, “It might be best to have a very big garden planted with vegetables and such,” then he finished by saying, “anything we do not use for ourselves can go to the Hogwarts kitchens saving money on the food bill and assuring good quality food stuffs for the students.
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Inky sat squirming in his seat, uncomfortable with the thought of voicing the opinion of wanting more help, “If we’s had help, farms could feed school.”


“Inky that is a brilliant idea,” Harry exclaimed as he smiled at the Impare’, “I wonder if any of the house elf’s at Hogwarts are farmer trained? Dobby could you go find out for me, in fact find out how many elf’s there are and what jobs they are trained for if you would.”


Smiling at the idea that his Harry Potter needed his help Dobby popped out.


Ar’Ron pushed back from the table and stood up, “I want you four to make sure you raise whatever you are interested in also. I want you to be happy working here, how about the four of you draw up some plans for the farms, what you would like them to look like, what you want to grow, that sort of thing. We’ll go over them after breakfast tomorrow, make sure you include seed and animal stock lists that we will need to pick up.”


Ar’Ron smiled at Harry, wanting to keep him close and maybe sneak in a snog or two,
“Harry do you want to join me while I set the new link and key the transport step?”


Getting up from the table Harry grinned, “I think I will, then we can go to the wardroom when we finish with that, I can’t wait to see how it’s set up.” Glancing over at Remus he asked, “What about you Remus want to join us?”


“I Think after finishing my tea, I’ll have a walk through the library, just to check it out, maybe do some reading until I’m less sore.” Remus put his cup down and turned to the two as they walked through the door, “How about we meet for some dueling practice this afternoon?”


“Sounds like a plan, see you later,” Harry threw over his shoulder as they walked through the door, “oh and Remus you might want to rest your hand a bit today, give yourself time to heal.” Giggling was all Remus heard as he choked on his tea.




Harry walked into the wardroom and stopped in astonishment with what he was seeing, there is front of him on a large table was a miniature model of Hogwarts, the forbidden forest and Potter castle along with the city accurate down to the last detail. After tearing his eyes away from the table he looked around the room, everywhere he looked there were large crystalline rods interwoven with Mythril.


Ar’Ron walked into the ward room and walking around examining the different Mythril and Crystalline columns that represented control of a different type of ward. Stopping at the wall of columns behind the table he noticed right away the keypads with either three or four runic buttons under each column. As Harry walked over he smiled when he felt Harry’s hand on his waist as Harry told him, “I noticed this morning that I am able to read this script, it’s Elven isn’t it?”


“Yes it is Mel’Anin.” Ar’Ron grinned as he kissed Harry, breaking apart he smiled before pointing to the control sin front of them, “And this bank here is the recognition bank; this is where we would key in magical beings and whether the wards would see them as friend or foe.”


Harry started to read the panels and buttons, “Tell me if I have this right. This panel looks like it controls what area these wards cover.” Pointing to the panel of buttons on the wall next to the columns, “Seeing how the blocks representing the city and castle are glowing, that must mean they are activated. And if I activate the ones for Hogwarts the wards should be active for the castle also.”


Reading the legend on the panel Ar’Ron had to agree, “Well, reading the instructions, all you need to do to activate one of these controls is to do the same as the spell blocks you have already used. Just channel a small amount of magic into the runic symbol and it will become active.”


Reading the first column next to the panel Harry noticed it was named Troll, the first set of buttons underneath said friend and the one next to it, which was glowing, read enemy. There was another panel under that one which had three vertical lines of runes, the first was labeled the city and had three runic blocks under it, and the other two were for Hogwarts and the last was the Forbidden Forest. The runes under each location were for banish, stun and incinerate, with stun glowing.


Tracing down the line under the label for the city he pressed his finger on the block marked incinerate, then Harry grinned as he channeled a small burst of his magic into it and the glow faded from stun while incinerate lit up, “Well that was easy enough. I thought I read that keying wards was a difficult and draining process.”


“This ward room was created by an Elven Battle Master,” Ar’Ron realized the skill needed to create this room, he had to wonder who it was though, “Ingenious really, how this room is designed. All you need to do is write down what each rune represents and instructions on how to change the settings any one that can channel magic could then change the settings without ever needing to learn Elven.”


Pointing to the last line of Runes where Ar’Ron was standing Harry read them, “This last line represents the wards around Hogwarts. Too bad they were not activated in my first year; the troll would not have been able to be let into the castle then.”


Pressing his finger on the Rune for incinerate Harry once again channeled some of his magic into the rune, expecting it to light up he frowned when nothing happened, the Rune did not glow, “Did the wards lose power or something, I can’t get them to activate.”


“No the wards are powered directly from the magic of the earth, so they should never lose power.” Ar’Ron looked around for the main bank, “Let’s check out the control crystal, it’s over here on the table”


Walking over to the section of the table that had the miniature model of Hogwarts on it Ar’Ron examined the lightly glowing crystal, then looking over at the control crystal for the castle and city, the one for Hogwarts was half as bright as the other two. Ar’Ron thought about what he was seeing before asking magic to tell him what was wrong, “I think I have found the problem. The controls for the wards are here in this room, the headmasters of Hogwarts have never had access to or control of the wards. So they came up a work around, they placed their own wards, which they could control, which have suppressed the rightful wards.”


Harry stared at eh dimmer crystal, “So how do we remove any wards that are not ours?”


Walking over to the walls that he had yet to examine Ar’Ron stopped before a column that was twice as thick as any of the others, “This one is meant to be activated during battle, as it absorb or destroy any magic sent against the ward shields.” Placing his finger against the activation rune Ar’Ron channeled his magic into the rune. Glancing over his shoulder at the model, he saw a dirty yellowish haze covering a golden dome of power that covered the Hogwarts model, each time the golden dome pulsed the foreign haze would dim until at last all the foreign magic had been absorbed. Turning back to the rune he activated, Ar’Ron once again channeled his magic into the rune, this time to turn it off.


“Try activating the Rune again,” Ar’Ron saw the crystal at the center of Hogwarts was as bright as the other two.


Harry walked back to the crystal marked Troll and channeled some of his magic into the runic symbol for incinerate on the Hogwarts line grinning when it lit up, “It works.”


Ar’Ron walked around the table and hugged Harry’s to his side, “Mel’Anin I’m going to check out the rest of the control crystals, why don’t you finish re-keying the wards.”


They worked in silence for half an hour when Harry came to the crystal labeled Giants, thinking of Hagrid, Harry wondered what would happen if he activated the wards, “Would a detection ward designed to recognize Giants also recognize half giants?”


Thinking it over Ar’Ron replied slowly, “Too many variables depending on parentage better leave it off until we can inscribe a rune of recognition onto your friends hand just to be safe.”


Getting to the end of the line Harry noticed that the one group he really wanted to key into the wards was not present, which he guessed made sense, death eaters weren’t around five hundred years ago, staring at several unlabeled crystal columns, “Can we key in new signatures?”


Stepping over next to Harry, Ar’Ron looked at the empty columns, “Easily, there is plenty of space for expansion, what are you wanting to key into the wards?”


“Is it possible to key in the dark mark, so that the wards would react to anyone who had taken the mark no matter how they tried to hide it would be recognized,” Harry turned to face his soul mate, face unreadable.


Reaching over to the column and removing the next unmarked crystal controller and pocketing it, Ar’Ron wondered where they could get a death eater, “That’s a very good idea. You can stop the trouble before it even starts by keeping the death eaters out, now all we need is to find a death eater.”


Leaning over he kissed Harry, “Well for the most part everything is in great shape, I really don’t need to tweak anything. Someone really went to a lot of trouble to set this ward room up, those six pillars over against that wall are not really pillars, but power crystals that power the defensive and offensive wards, the amount of power they can channel is astounding, if I didn’t know any better I would swear we were in the ward room for one of the Elvin cities.”


Arm in arm they walked back over to the table where the section represented the Forbidden Forest, Ar’Ron pointed to the two dark spots nearest to the Hogwarts grounds, “These two ward points are not working, which breaks the circuit. So we need to go out and fix or replace them to enable the shield to be activated.”


Harry looked at the map sighing as he really did not want to deal with the bigots in eh forest right now, “Those points are in Centaur territory. I would not put it past them to have damaged them in their quest to remove anything of man in their forest.”


“Just remember Mel’Anin they are guests living in your forest,” Ar’Ron gave Harry’s waist a squeeze, “What do you think Lunch or fix the two ward points?”


Smirking Harry nibbled on Ar’Ron’s ear, “How about we go eat on the beach, we might even stop in the kitchen for some food for afterwards.”




Inside Hogwarts the professors were just finishing up breakfast in the great hall, since the students had left two weeks ago they had taken up the habit of sitting at one large table with the house tables stacked against the wall. That morning Albus sat drinking his tea trying to come up with a plan that would garner him control of the Potter boy again. He had spent the previous evening late into the night at the Ministry of Magic researching the legal aspects of Harry’s guardianship. No matter what he tried to do he found that the Potter’s will had been filed and the emancipation papers could only be contested in an Elven court.


Convenient that, as he had no clue on where to look for a race, that was supposedly gone from this realm for thousands of years. Growing frustrated at how uncooperative everyone had been last night, fear of angering the Potter boy and the Council of Twelve thwarting him at every turn, he decided that at tonight’s order meeting he would place all his resources on finding the boy, for his own safety of course, and convincing him that his way was the only way. He was shaken out of his thoughts by the sound of the alarms going off and the shaking of the castle, the wards were under attack.


“Albus, what’s going on,” Minerva McGonagall asked frantically as she knocked her chair over getting up pulling her wand out.


The rest of the professors followed Minerva and Albus, pulling out their wands and racing for the front doors ready to repel an attack.


Racing past the open front doors the professor’s stopped just outside the courtyard, looking at all the approaches they did not see any attackers no matter where they looked. Confused and hearing a boom above them as one they looked up, they all saw a faint golden dome above their heads, throwing what looked like lightning bolts at a yellowish and white dome further above it. then they watched in horror as the golden dome increased in brightness, and with one final titanic heave of lightning destroyed the wards above it.


Grabbing his head and screaming out in agony as the wards were destroyed, the headmaster fell to the ground unconscious.


Seeing the golden dome fade away and feeling the connection she held to the wards as deputy headmistress disappear, Minerva was more than a little worried, conjuring up a stretcher and levitating Albus onto it she quickly ran through the halls to the infirmary.




Narcissa looked up from her breakfast hearing her son walk in to the breakfast nook, “Draco darling, did you sleep well?”


“Not really mother,” Draco sat down at the table with venom in his voice he spat out, “I was up late going over the Malfoy finances, and they are quite the mess. Father as head of the line has managed to squander away over half of our fortune.”


“Well thank Merlin I was able to finally break the imperious your father had you under, no son of mine is going to bow down to some psychopathic half blood,” Narcissa spat out in anger. Hearing a noise they looked up to see a large regal black owl swoop in through the open door with a letter attached to its leg, landing in front of Narcissa the owl extended it leg.


Removing the letter Narcissa pointed over towards a perch by the open door leading to the patio, “Thank you There is water and treats over there by that perch.” Ignoring the owl who took off she glanced down at the envelope she froze her tea cup dropping to the floor shattering. The envelope was addressed to Narcissa Black.


Draco shocked at his mother’s behavior looked up from cleaning up the spilled tea, “Mother is something the matter?”


Turning the letter over she never heard Draco asking her is she was alright, eyes glued to the black seal of Gringotts bank, opening the letter and pulling out the parchment her face lost all color as she read the contents.


“Mother what is wrong?” Draco wanted to scream out the question, only his upbringing holding him back.


Narcissa hearing the question for the first time looked up at her son and stuttered out, “I’ve been summoned by Lord Black for a discussion of my future.”


Draco sat there stunned for several long moments before picking up the letter from where it had been dropped by his mother, he started to read.


Narcissa Black

It has come to the attention of Lord Black that Lucius Malfoy has violated the Terms of the marriage contract between himself and the Black Family. As such Lord Black has charged me with garnering your input before he rules on what avenue he will pursue declaring your marriage null and void. Your monthly allowance from the Black Family trust has been put on hold until you have met with Lord Blacks appointed representative. If you have not presented yourself to the office of the Black Family manager at Gringotts bank by this Friday, you tempt the wrath of Lord Black and the permanent forfeiture of the monthly allowance.


Glathrock
Black Family Manager

By the order of Lord Black
The ancient and Noble House of Twelve


Draco was speechless, thinking back to his genealogy training while growing up, “Mother I thought your cousin Sirius Black died childless.”


Shaking off a state of shock she replied hollowly, “Sirius never got a chance to take up the mantle of Lord Black. But what is not known to any but immediate family is that he preformed the bloodline ritual on his godson when he was but a baby, thus ensuring the continuation of the ancient and noble house of Black if something happened to him.”


“Who?” Draco was almost afraid to have the name confirmed, “Who is Sirius’s godson?”


“Harry Potter,” She told him blankly trying to warp her mind around the sudden change in status, not to mention her life.


Draco groaned and slouched back in his chair, “Just great, Dumbledore’s pawn, why did it have to be Dumbledore’s pawn?”


“Dear, I don’t think he is Dumbledore’s pawn anymore,” Narcissa whispered as she slid the mornings Daily Prophet across the table.


Draco confused by her announcement picked up the paper and read the headlines.


Council of Twelve Rules Again


In a surprising development yesterday morning, Aurors were called to Diagon Alley as alarms rang out that it was under attack by Death Eaters and Dementors. When the Aurors arrived they found that the Death Eaters had been subdued and the Dementors had been destroyed. Albus Dumbledore Chief Warlock and Supreme Mugwump who had arrived with the Auror forces was heard to say that he did not know what type of magic could kill off a Dementor. While Aurors were questioning witnesses, it was discovered that none other than our very own hero was instrumental in the capture of the death Eaters. Harry Potter the Boy Who Lived was shopping with his guardian and shockingly was being escorted by goblins guards. When Albus Dumbledore discovered Mr. Potter at the Alley a verbal scuffle ensued. Ex–Minister Fudge arrived shortly after the verbal barbs were being traded and attempted to arrest Mr. Potter on more trumped up charges. Our hero then tore into the Ex-Minister and accused him of treason and theft in office and a host of other charges. Mr. Potter or should I say Lord Potter then notified the ministry officials present that the Council Of Twelve was once again leading the Wizarding World as he ordered the arrest of Ex-Minister Fudge, who Aurors took in custody.


For More information
On the attack see pg. 3
On the Council of Twelve its members and structure see pg. 5
On the life of Lord Potter pg 12


Chuckling as he read the article as he read between the lines on how Dumbledore was put into his place Draco placed the paper back on the table and looked at his mother, “Mother when do you plan to meet with Lord Black’s Representative?”


“I think it would be best if we flooed over after breakfast, the sooner we show up the better case I can make for not being disowned or worse,” Narcissa answered as she thought over what to do.


Draco slightly uneasy due to his history between himself and Potter, “Mother do you think he will believe I was not in control during all our confrontations?”


“Draco darling, I think if you approach him first and offer proof by veritruserum or pensieve memories he will believe you and give you a chance,” Narcissa stared at Draco’s for several moments, feeling that he would be fair. Looking over at Draco, Narcissa told him, “I plan to support any option that dissolves my marriage to that beast, the only thing that worries me is what can happen to you if he refuses to taek you in.”


Draco paling whispered, “So am I”


“Mother I don’t think I can eat anymore, are you ready to go now?” Draco asked as he pushed back his chair and stood up from the table, suddenly extremely nervous and afraid.


Picking up and folding the letter and placing it in her robe pocket Narcissa sighed, “We might as well get it over with.” Standing and walking over to the fireplace she took a pinch of floo powder and threw it in the fire turning the flames green. Stepping into the flames she shouted Diagon Ally and disappeared, moments later she appeared in the fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron, moving out of the way to allow room for Draco to appear.


Draco soon appeared in the Leaky Cauldron and followed his mother silently out back to the ally and tapped the appropriate bricks to open the arch.


Normally they would take time to take in his surroundings, eager to lord it over others, but today they walked swiftly to Gringotts not even turning their heads to take in the displays in the shop windows as they passed. Walking into Gringotts and up to the first free goblin they saw, Narcissa took out the letter she had received that morning and handing it over, “We would like to see Glathrock.”


The goblin looking at the witch and wizard boy with disdain, opening the letter he quickly scanned it and returned it, “One moment.” Then turning to the side he yelled, “Grishrock”

After the little goblin appeared by his side he said in a softer voice not easily overheard, “Grishrock, take these two to Glathrock the Black Family Manager.”


With wide eyes Grishrock turned to the two and politely motioned them to follow, “Follow me.”


Leading the two Malfoy’s through several hallways, they then walked down a hallway that had runes and a golden strip around a door frame. Passing through the door less frame Draco thought he felt a small surge of magic, but not seeing anything he felt it could be brushed it off as nervousness. One more right turn and then they entered a decent sized waiting room.


The little gobbling motioned for them to wait here by pointing to the couches, “One moment please.”


Leaving Draco and his mother to sit until called, Narcissa looked around at the splendor in the room and seeing only one door noticed the names in gild leaf on the door.

Family Managers for
Lord Potter
Lord Black
Lord Ridgestone
Lord Rothland
Lord Donaldson
Hogwarts


Whispering in his mother ear after reading the names on the single door, Draco was stunned to his very core, “Mother those five names compromise a voting majority of the known members of the Council.”


“Draco, if what I suspect is true, Mr. Potter has power, power the likes that self styled dark lord will only dream of, and never have. You must do everything you can to ally yourself with Potter, more than that he is your Liege Lord,” Narcissa whispered back quietly.


They were interrupted before Draco could agree when the door to the inner office opened, “Glathrock will see you now,” Grishrock told them as he ushered them into the office.


Once inside Draco took one look and froze, he noticed the main feature of the room was a large oblong table. On each side of the table were three desks each with a goblin working behind their respective desk, his mind was screaming at him that goblins never, ever shared office space or acted in concert like the ones he was seeing now.


His reverie broken by his mother’s pull on his arm, Draco decided he had better pay close attention to what was going on, joining his mother at the table he sat down across from one of the goblins. His eyes widened in shock once again when he saw the uniform he was wearing, he had never seen a goblin dressed in anything other than drab gray. Looking around the room he noticed all the goblins were dressed identically, they each wore deep royal purple tunics with the Potter crest on the left breast. The most surprising thing he noticed about the crests was that the Potter crest was rising out of a crown.


“My name is Glathrock I am the Black Family Manager, as such I have been charged with this task by Lord Black. Before we begin I would like each of you to pick up the stone that is front of you and place it on your open palm,” Glathrock directed with a hard glint in his eyes.


Not sure of what was going on Narcissa and Draco followed the instructions and placed the stones on their palms.


After the stones did not change colors Glathrock motioned to the two of them to place the stones back on the table before continuing, “Well I dare say I am pleasantly surprised.”


Narcissa confused looked down at the stone as she placed it back on the table, “Was there some particular function served by holding that particular piece of rock?”


“Indeed there was, if either of you had taken the dark mark, no matter where it was hidden on your body, the stones would have glowed,” Glathrock answered solemnly.


Clearing his throat, Draco asked before thinking about it, “What would have happened if they had glowed?”


Glathrock glared over at him with an intimidating sneer, “This meeting would have been over and the following consequences would not have been pleasant.” Giving them a moment to let his words sink in he looked at Narcissa, “As this is not the case we shall move on. Madam, Lord Black has made it known that he wishes your input into what level of retribution he shall undertake upon dissolving your marriage contract, do you have anything you would like to say


Sighing in relief at some of the control over her life she was being given, “The beast I was married off too had no intention of abiding by the marriage agreement the moment he signed it. As such if it were not for the fact of my son being hurt more I would ask for the greatest punishment possible, but would be satisfied with being free from that creature and allowed to live my life.”


Glathrock looked over at Draco interested in what he had to say, “And you Mr. Malfoy, what do you have to say.”


Draco for once in his life had the freedom to say what he wanted to, “I know I should be formal and talk as vassal to lord, but in reality what I need to say needs to be said from person to person as that was how the damage was done.”


Sighing he looked at the wall before continuing, “When I first met Harry Potter I was thrilled, this was the person that beat the dark lord when but an infant, and secretly I was in awe of him. When I first met him I made a huge mistake, I emulated my father and halfway through my approach, which I feared was the wrong one, but never really knew the right way to talk to an equal, I screwed up and I felt Harry distance himself from me. Then my father found out what I had done and was furious, that was the first time he put me under the imperious curse, which set the stage for our further disastrous encounters.”


Draco Gathered up his courage as he looked directly at Glathrock, “That bastard of a man kept me under his total control for the past five years. He directed my every movement and action, I fought, Oh Merlin did I fight, but I was never strong enough on my own to break free of the Imperious.”


The start of a tear falling down his face, Draco tried very hard to keep control of his emotions, but it was a losing battle, “Harry has no reason to act kindly or trust me, and I have no right to ask it of him. I know that as a minor and he being my mothers Lord I have to obey his orders, which I will willingly do, but I would give up everything, being a Malfoy, what little wealth is left after that man squandered away the family fortune, everything, all for a second chance…” Unable to go on Draco sat there in turmoil, lost, ready to give up, all hope gone with tears running down his face, his mind shutting down.


Taking in the sight of the young man literally destructing before his very eyes Glathrock made a decision, getting up from his stool he walked over to the communication box they were given, glancing back at the two one more time he opened up the box, extending the lid, “My Prince are you there?”




Relaxing on the beach after a moment of pure bliss after making love to each other slowly, Harry noticed a bright glow and a discrete buzzing coming from his pants, Warily he got up and approached the pile of clothes.


Feeling Harry leave his side Ar’Ron looked over and chuckled at the antics of his soul mate poking his pants cautiously with a finger, “Harry I think the goblins are trying to get a hold of you.”


Sheepishly he remembered the communication box in his pocket and confidently reached over and pulled the box from his pocket, opening the box he heard someone call out, “my prince.” Thinking it might be for Ar’Ron he walked back over to where they were laying and sat down pulling the lid up to activate the mirror.


Glathrock seeing the mirror activate and Harry on the other end sighed in relief, “I have a development that I think needs your personal attention my Lord.”


Seeing he had Harry’s attention he continued, “I sent the letter we discussed to Narcissa this morning, within two hours of its sending she and her son arrived at the bank.” Glancing back at the teen who was sobbing quietly, “Our worst case scenarios on either end do not hold a candle to what the reality is.” Seeing this sink in Glathrock continued, “Narcissa would like nothing more than of being free, her words exactly, of that beast of a man, She worries about what will happen to her son. Mr. Malfoy on the other hand is on the verge of breaking, it seems that since the age of eleven he has been under the Imperious Curse, completely controlled by his father.” Looking back at the sobbing teen, “I would say it has not been many days since he broke free of the curse.”


Glathrock looked over at Narcissa for conformation, the communication box moving along with his body. Now able to see Harry in the mirror Narcissa caught his eyes, “My lord I was able to, with Draco’s own help to break the Imperious Curse two days ago.”


Seeing the quietly sobbing teen Harry spoke up, “Draco,” seeing no response Glathrock picked up the box and carried it over to the table and set it down in front of Draco.


“Draco,” seeing Draco look up for the first time and look into the mirror Harry had to agree Draco was on the verge of losing it.


Draco hearing a voice, one he knew and so wanted to get to know better all those years ago looked up to see Harry Potter’s head floating in a mirror in front of him. Frantically he leaned forward in desperation, “Harry please forgive me. I will do anything you want, please just give me a second chance.”


Seeing that Draco was an emotional wreck Harry carefully chose his words as Ar’Ron laid a hand on his leg offering support, “Draco there is nothing to forgive, you were not in control.” Seeing that the young man did not quite believe him, he tried a different way, “Draco I forgive you, you are not to blame.”


Seeing the look of gratitude and Draco mouthing the words thank you before collapsing in a sobbing heap Harry stared at Glathrock, “Glathrock Seize it all. I want the Marriage dissolved with all the maximum penalties enacted, send a team over to Malfoy Manor and I don’t care if you have to break every ward on the place I want it sealed so tight not even a breath of fresh air can get into the place. Make sure any living creature is not trapped inside before you seal it up, and if you find any house elves have them escorted here, as this is where Draco and Narcissa will be for now.”


“I want all Malfoy Finances frozen including any secret vaults, have a team of goblins audit the books for the Malfoy family. After Draco is feeling better I want to sit down with him and it would be helpful to have a complete accounting of the estates that will be passed onto him” Harry finished giving the orders to ruin the arrogant man.


Ar’Ron leaned Over Harry’s shoulder, so he was easily seen in the view of the mirror, “Glathrock why don’t you and the others join us here for an update meeting. We can hold it over lunch, I know it has been only a couple of days, but I think it has been long enough to identify any problem areas, and if you would, please bring Draco and his mother with you.”


Seeing the look of hesitation on the Goblins face Harry added, “I think this is something I would like to see happen monthly, that way all of us can feel comfortable that we are on the same page. Plus I can slowly learn the ins and outs of my business holdings and learn how things are done.”


Glathrock looked around at his fellow goblins to note the shock on their faces at the invitation, then taking in their nodding of agreement, “My Prince, we would be honored to join you for lunch.”


Harry smiled as he leaned back into Ar’Ron, “Good, I am looking forward to that Sashimi dish again.” Noting Glathrock’s smile at the mention of Sashimi Harry closed the lid on the box, stealing one last kiss before getting dressed. “We probably should get dressed. It would not do to greet our guests naked,” Harry laughed at the image that came to his mind of Draco’s shocked face if he did that.


Glathrock closed the communication box and placed it back on the table behind the head chair stopping at his desk to briefly write a note and put it into the out basket, where it disappeared with a small pop. Walking back to his place on the other side of the table he looked at Narcissa and Draco, “Is there anything you would like us to collect from the manor in the way of belongings before it is sealed up?”


Seeing Draco had not yet gotten control of himself Narcissa answered for both of them, “Could it be possible just to pack up our rooms? Neither one of us has any pets left alive, there is the family eagle owl and one house elf named Dinky. Dinky should be able to show you our rooms.”


“Would you like to freshen up a bit before we leave?” Glathrock asked as he walked to the door to summon Grishrock.


“That would be nice, thank you,” Narcissa smiled leading Draco out of the office following the little goblin that led them here.


Once back out in the lounge the little goblin led them to the sidewall and opened a hidden door leading to a bathroom, “When you are ready the managers shall be waiting for you in the lounge.”


Glathrock watched the two wizards leave and grabbing up some parchment quickly wrote out orders to be delivered to Trazthorn the head curse breaker to act on. Finished he walked over and placed it in the out basket and like the previous parchment it popped away to land on the desk of the addressee. Picking up his ledger he followed his colleagues out the door.


Meeting Narcissa and a livelier looking Draco, but not by much, Glathrock walked to the opposite wall from the bathroom to an archway leading down another hall, “Follow me please.” As the group walked down the short hall they soon came into the empty lobby.

Narcissa Looked around frantically, wondering what had happened, “The lobby is never empty, where are all the tellers?”


Glathrock smiling at the shocks he was about to deliver, “You are no longer in Diagon Ally and the main branch of Gringotts. You are in the headquarters branch of Gringotts and on the other side of those doors is Commerce ally.”


Opening the doors and walking through to the landing Draco and Narcissa stopped and looked around at the huge city and its eerie silence, no matter where they looked there was no movement. Seeing their puzzlement Griphook spoke up, “In a month’s time this city will once again be the bustling hub of the magical world.”


Traxog took over at that point, “This city has not had any residents in it for over five hundred years, soon though Lord Potter will release the concealing wards and a better day will dawn for all magical races.”


As the group traveled to the short arched tunnel that separated the city from the castle grounds Narcissa gasped in shock at the huge castle in the distance. It was the biggest castle she had ever seen, this castle made Hogwarts look like a children’s playhouse.


Griphook smiling in pleasure, he pointed to the castle in the distance, “That is our destination, Potter Castle, for over five thousand years Potter’s have ruled these lands from that castle.”


After a fifteen minute walk the group arrived at the doors of the Castle to find them open, they walked into the huge expanse that was the front hall, standing in the center of the entry they found themselves looking at a room that was bigger than the great hall at Hogwarts. Directly ahead of them on the wall was a giant crest, the crest of the Potter Family. All around there were doorways and stairs leading up to other levels; soon they heard voices approaching from one of the hallways.

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