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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
6,220
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21
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
1. "little changes"
Chapter 1
“Try and breathe, okay?” Harry took a deep breath and let it out in a whoosh as the woman punched a hole in his navel, his ninth and final one. He now had three piercings in his right ear, two in his left, his left eyebrow was done, along with his right nipple, and the navel made nine. He had also gotten a tattoo, grown his hair out with a hair growth potion, gotten emerald green highlights to match his eyes – which are no longer covered by constantly taped glasses – and completely revamped his wardrobe to include leather, studs and some knee high dragon hide boots. Harry had decided with the arrival of his sixteenth birthday that he was in need of a “little” change. He had woken up to the annual birthday beating from his uncle and the longer than usual list of chores from his aunt, which included painting the fence and re-grouting the bathroom. However, this birthday he came into his magical inheritance, and when he returned to his room late that night, bruised, bleeding, sore and exhausted, he came upon a goblin. For one moment he was reminded of his second year with Dobby and couldn’t help but feel a sense of foreboding. But the Goblin simply asked for his signature, a sample of his blood to verify his identity, and read him a copy of his parents and Sirius’ will.
“It appears that, now that you are of age, you are Lord of both the Potter and the Black estates,” said the diminutive creature. Harry gave the goblin an inquisitive look and asked, “But I thought that you came of age at seventeen in the wizarding world? I’ve only just turned sixteen today. How can I inherit now?”
“That is quite easily explained. You will see in your godfather’s will that in the event of his death, while you were still underage, mind you, that you should be fully emancipated from your aunt and uncle’s care. No worries, now, the paperwork has already been sent to the proper authorities and approved. Therefore, yes, you can inherit, and you are the Lord of both the Potter and the Black estates.”
“Oh, well…that’s nice, I guess…WAIT!? Do I have to stay here any more?! I mean if I’m an adult now, can I move out of their home?”
“Of course, there is nothing here to hold you now. There are copies of all of the emancipation forms with your godfather’s will,” replied the goblin exasperatedly. He was getting rather annoyed. He had done his job, all he had to do was turn the wills over, they were self reading – fabulous little spell that – and he could leave, but no, here he was answering a bunch of questions like a bloody house elf!
“Really that’s great! I’ll have to go over them myself later, I--- ”
“Then I will just leave these will you, then.” And with that the Goblin popped away.
I guess I was babbling a bit, but he didn’t have to just pop away like that! With that Harry let the wills read themselves to him and went to bed. The next morning he called the Knight Bus, went to Diagon Alley, got some money, started shopping and that’s where he was now. Thinking about what lead to his personal make-over, he paid for all the work he had done and walked out of the shop.
Once again he called the Knight Bus, but this time he didn’t give the destination of 4 Privet Dr., no, he would rather die than go back to that hell, he gave the name of a little town five hours from London out in the country side. From there he could walk to his unplottable destination – The Lion’s Den – the Potter family castle. He has a CASTLE! How wicked is that! Ron is going to bust something when he finds out!
Upon arrival he couldn’t stop he jaw from dropping. It was huge! Not to mention beautiful, with grey slate stone walls and twelve towers of various heights, and acres of gardens and fountain in the middle of the lake. Inside was only more fabulous. Marble stair cases, golden and crystal chandeliers, rich, thick, red and beige carpets, and dark mahogany wood work. Simply elegant and beautiful. Harry was thrilled to be here, but at the back of his mind, hidden under all the wonder of his new palatial home, he couldn’t help but wonder why his parents would stay in Godric’s Hollow while in hiding, while this place had unplottable spells built into the very foundations.
**********hp**********
Not so far away, in his own mansion, a young man was taking a third dose of a suppressant designed to distract his body from the fact that it mate was of age now and not next to him, where he was supposed to be.
***A.N. Hey! I hope you like it! Please review and tell me if you want to read more!
“Try and breathe, okay?” Harry took a deep breath and let it out in a whoosh as the woman punched a hole in his navel, his ninth and final one. He now had three piercings in his right ear, two in his left, his left eyebrow was done, along with his right nipple, and the navel made nine. He had also gotten a tattoo, grown his hair out with a hair growth potion, gotten emerald green highlights to match his eyes – which are no longer covered by constantly taped glasses – and completely revamped his wardrobe to include leather, studs and some knee high dragon hide boots. Harry had decided with the arrival of his sixteenth birthday that he was in need of a “little” change. He had woken up to the annual birthday beating from his uncle and the longer than usual list of chores from his aunt, which included painting the fence and re-grouting the bathroom. However, this birthday he came into his magical inheritance, and when he returned to his room late that night, bruised, bleeding, sore and exhausted, he came upon a goblin. For one moment he was reminded of his second year with Dobby and couldn’t help but feel a sense of foreboding. But the Goblin simply asked for his signature, a sample of his blood to verify his identity, and read him a copy of his parents and Sirius’ will.
“It appears that, now that you are of age, you are Lord of both the Potter and the Black estates,” said the diminutive creature. Harry gave the goblin an inquisitive look and asked, “But I thought that you came of age at seventeen in the wizarding world? I’ve only just turned sixteen today. How can I inherit now?”
“That is quite easily explained. You will see in your godfather’s will that in the event of his death, while you were still underage, mind you, that you should be fully emancipated from your aunt and uncle’s care. No worries, now, the paperwork has already been sent to the proper authorities and approved. Therefore, yes, you can inherit, and you are the Lord of both the Potter and the Black estates.”
“Oh, well…that’s nice, I guess…WAIT!? Do I have to stay here any more?! I mean if I’m an adult now, can I move out of their home?”
“Of course, there is nothing here to hold you now. There are copies of all of the emancipation forms with your godfather’s will,” replied the goblin exasperatedly. He was getting rather annoyed. He had done his job, all he had to do was turn the wills over, they were self reading – fabulous little spell that – and he could leave, but no, here he was answering a bunch of questions like a bloody house elf!
“Really that’s great! I’ll have to go over them myself later, I--- ”
“Then I will just leave these will you, then.” And with that the Goblin popped away.
I guess I was babbling a bit, but he didn’t have to just pop away like that! With that Harry let the wills read themselves to him and went to bed. The next morning he called the Knight Bus, went to Diagon Alley, got some money, started shopping and that’s where he was now. Thinking about what lead to his personal make-over, he paid for all the work he had done and walked out of the shop.
Once again he called the Knight Bus, but this time he didn’t give the destination of 4 Privet Dr., no, he would rather die than go back to that hell, he gave the name of a little town five hours from London out in the country side. From there he could walk to his unplottable destination – The Lion’s Den – the Potter family castle. He has a CASTLE! How wicked is that! Ron is going to bust something when he finds out!
Upon arrival he couldn’t stop he jaw from dropping. It was huge! Not to mention beautiful, with grey slate stone walls and twelve towers of various heights, and acres of gardens and fountain in the middle of the lake. Inside was only more fabulous. Marble stair cases, golden and crystal chandeliers, rich, thick, red and beige carpets, and dark mahogany wood work. Simply elegant and beautiful. Harry was thrilled to be here, but at the back of his mind, hidden under all the wonder of his new palatial home, he couldn’t help but wonder why his parents would stay in Godric’s Hollow while in hiding, while this place had unplottable spells built into the very foundations.
**********hp**********
Not so far away, in his own mansion, a young man was taking a third dose of a suppressant designed to distract his body from the fact that it mate was of age now and not next to him, where he was supposed to be.
***A.N. Hey! I hope you like it! Please review and tell me if you want to read more!