Familiar

Hey everyone, I thought I’d be nice and do another quick update, this chappie is also short but bear with me.


I may be taking a bit of liberty with history in this chappie but it has to be done. This is AU so I am allowed, so any reviews with people complaining wont be taken seriously at all. And I apologise for the sorting hats language but it’s the way he would have spoken, since he was created a thousand years ago.


IMPORTANT NOTE…

I made a mistake in the Hogwarts Express Chapter…Lucius is not in Azkaban. But he’s out and that’s why he was with Draco in Knockturn near the beginning. He got out on a technicality (Fudge said he was there doing work and tried to help, Death eater robes were explained as him being framed). Draco’s mums been running his life, cos Lucius needs to do damage control with the public and the ministry (not to say he cant pop in to a dark arts shop now and then without them knowing). BIG THANKYOU to SABLE2684 for pointing that out.


Thankyou to everyone who reviewed.

Sable2684…Thanks for pointing out my error and for reviewing each chapter, I’m glad you like my story enough to follow it from ff.net. I think you’re right about the Slytherins.
Heksy…As per usual you make me laugh, my plot bunnies love the carrots and the cookies. All I can say is they must be good, cos a brand new bunnie that’s just popped up in this chapter, has decided to join the family.
Mari-Chan…Its brilliant that you think this fic is the second best fic you’ve read, wouldn’t mind a bit more information on your favourite, I might give it ago.
Celticslash…I love to leave people thinking, I like that to happen in things I’ve read cos I think it shows that you like it enough to try and figure stuff out and not just wait to find out.


This chapter didn’t end how I’d originally planned, this is a brand new idea I had, so let me know what you think.


Chapter 16: The Sorting Hat

Harry felt the carriage shaking as it trundled up the Hogwarts drive, pulled by invisible horses that were no longer invisible, to him. He wished he couldn’t see them, no one would have died. But if he was honest he was getting used to the presence of the thestrals. They seemed to like him a lot, it was almost comforting. The one pulling their carriage had rubbed its nose against him, making him smile, he’d felt it was only fair to stroke him in response. For some strange reason he was wishing he had a lump of sugar.

To Ron, Hermione and Ginny he still appeared to be stroking thin air. They luckily had not yet seen anyone die. Neville on the other hand had looked at him like he had just grown an extra head.

When they stepped into the entrance hall they noticed Peeves the poltergeist above their heads, unlike the other year he didn’t have water balloons, no this year he had a full suit of armour. The trio, Ginny and Neville ducked quickly into the great hall, but some second year Hufflepuffs weren’t so lucky. They’d just managed to get through the door when McGonagall whipped past them. They made their way quickly to the Gryffindor table but they could still hear Peeves cackling, students screaming and McGonagall actually trying to hex the poltergeist.

All of a sudden the scream of a terrified cat was heard and the next thing they knew the caretakers cat Mrs Norris was motoring through the Great Hall, beneath the tables with a cackling Peeves following. The students all broke into laughter of course and many of them stuck their legs out, trying to slow Mrs Norris down.

Dumbledore had to send off purple fireworks again just to calm everybody down and Peeves took one look at the headmaster before deciding he needed to go. A moment later Nearly Headless Nick came and sat next to Harry. It seemed Peeves was still upset because he still couldn’t attend the feast.

Harry hadn’t missed all the glances sent his way and the whispered conversations when he’d first entered the hall, he hadn’t been surprised, at least this time it was something good this time. It was still annoying, he’d never feel comfortable with attention. But no matter what he did he drew attention to himself. And now he was finding that it didn’t surprise him anymore, if he got used to it he could ignore it.

One strange thing was that Ron didn’t seem to be jealous of all the extra attention Harry was receiving, even the Slytherins kept glancing his way. Although Draco seemed to be resolutely avoiding eye contact. Ron was in fact constantly teasing him about the attention, that he could get any girl he wanted. But it seemed the only one he wanted wasn’t interested. Again thoughts moving a little too fast there!

The sorting when it happened was unremarkable, the hat stuck with the same theme for its song as last year, stand together and trust in each other. No what was remarkable about this night was that after that last name had been called and McGonagall was about to remove the hat, the hat called out…

‘Harry Potter, may I have a word?’

Everyone had turned to look at him then. He’d just sat there for a moment before Dumbledore’s quiet…’Mr Potter’ had roused him enough to start moving. The walk up the aisle between the two tables took longer than it ever had before. He stepped up onto the dais, his footsteps echoing in the silent hall. Snape scowled at him, but Remus gave him an encouraging smile.

He picked up the hat, sat on the stool and placed it on his head.

***

Draco was watching Harry from the Slytherin table, then again every single person in the hall was watching Harry, this time for a different reason than they had earlier. But whatever the reason, he still felt jealous when all those eyes tracked the boy. Looking back at Harry he could see why they watched him, he wanted to watch him, wanted to do more than watch him. He’d stand up and wrap his arms around him from behind, growl ‘mine’ in his ear and claim him in front of the whole school. Of course he couldn’t do that, well he could but it might cause the older end of the hall a few problems. And he wasn’t so sure that when he got Potter in that position somebody else wouldn’t come along and fight him for the brunet.

He wanted to claim him in private, after he’d won him of course, proved how strong he was to be his, worthy of his protection, he wanted Harry above him, his lean body pressing him into the mattress. His face hovering inches from his own, before Harry’s body took him in one fluid thrust. And when they came together, Harry would roughly push his neck to the side and sink his fangs into the exposed column of Draco’s throat. And if Draco were lucky he’d be able to manoeuvre his own mouth to mark Harry on the opposite side.

It was lucky for Draco that everyone was watching Harry, for his cheeks had taken on a decidedly un-Malfoyish tinge and his breathing was slightly erratic. He was wanting Potter more and more with each passing moment, but did he dare make a move.


***

Harry sat for a moment with the hat firmly on his head, it did not cover his eyes as it had in first year, no this year it rested snugly on his head. Though just like the first time every one was craning their necks to get a good look at him. He closed his eyes and ignored them.
The hat when it spoke kept its voice low, even though its words were spoken into Harry’s mind…

‘Mr Potter as this is your seventh year I wanted to speak with you and find out how Gryffindor had suited you.’ Harry could understand that. ‘For all intents and purposes you have spent six years in the wrong house, there are many times over those years that I have regretted my decision. You did belong in Slytherin.’
‘Are you going to…’
‘Move you? No.’
‘Why not, Gryffindor has been good to you, the people you know now, would never have befriended you as a Slytherin. They have grown now and would understand if I were to move you. But moving you would do nothing to gain the Slytherin’s confidence. They wouldn’t trust you, wouldn’t believe you were one of them. You will have to get the Slytherins on your side by showing them who you really are. No more masks this year Harry. Approach Malfoy, use Blaise’s trust to convince them all. Convince the Slytherin Ice Prince and his followers will follow you! But don’t get too close to Malfoy Harry, trust me!’

‘Unity is more important than ever, this is not just some old twaddle that I’m spouting. I’ve never thought splitting everyone up was a wise decision and told you’re ancestor Godric so after he created me…I sense your surprise, yes you are a descendent of Godric Gryffindor and…Salazar Slytherin!’

To say Harry was shocked was an understatement, admittedly ever since he’d pulled Gryffindor’s sword out of the sorting hat he’d wondered about Dumbledore’s words from second year “Only a true Gryffindor could pull that out of the hat”. But Salazar Slytherin!

‘I know what you are thinking Harry. The Slytherin qualities you have always possessed are not from the connection to Voldemort as Dumbledore would have you believe. See I was around in that time and I saw Godric and Salazar together, a more devoted couple I have never seen. At that time though even amongst witches and wizards, same sex relationships were considered wrong. It wouldn’t have mattered to anyone that Salazar and Godric were mates, they would have been condemned for just being who they were. They kept their love life secret, only Helga and Rowena knew of their love. The two of them were in a relationship together as well, though not as deep and as long lasting as the men. They eventually married respectable pure blooded wizards below them in power.’

‘I forget that you know little of our world, in the past as you know women were afforded little rights but luckily for some, the forefather of magic Merlin set down a rule to help protect them. The world would have stood against Merlin if he had outwardly said his beliefs and all the good he did would have gone undone. The rule he set down is concrete, although there is little need for it today it can still be called upon. Now by marrying someone of a lower power both women were entitled by Merlin’s law to run their own lives. In the muggle world a man was the head of the house as he was seen as the strongest physically, well physical strength has little bearing in our world unless said strength has an effect on that persons magic.’

‘Merlin decided that in a relationship the strongest no matter the gender would be in charge of protecting the other and the old fashioned marriage ceremonies reflect this. Few now use that ritual as it is more than binding it is absolute. The stronger of the two is required to protect the other to the end of their lives. Some wondered why Merlin did this, the reason itself is simple he had four daughters and he could not imagine his children being treated as second best, especially when he knew they were bested in ability only by himself.’

‘So by marrying someone of less strength the two founders were able to retain their high status instead of ‘gifting’ it to their husbands. A stronger man would have taken their positions in the school.’

‘Couldn’t they have married Salazar and Godric?’ Harry asked.
’They could have yes but as I said Godric and Salazar were mates, to have married another, even in that situation would have killed both of them. Anyway back to the point, Godric and Salazar remained in the eyes of the world un-bound, they bonded together in secret, with myself and the other two founders as witnesses. The animosity between the two was all an act. They each fathered a child of the other, hid them from the world and passed them off as bastards.’

‘I know. A male though is allowed to adopt a bastard as heir and so both of them had heirs to their name. They were very careful. Helga and Rowena knew of course and helped them, the girls of course could not do the same thing with each other until after they were wed. They of course had a child with their husbands but also had a child with the other. Unfortunately the surviving line died out in the 1600s. But Salazar and Godrics children lived. When Salazar left the school he took his son with him and hid him, I have no knowledge of why this was done. But Salazar deemed it necessary. He never even told Godric where he had hidden him, not six months after he left, Godric felt his death, he was wearing me at the time and I felt his pain, his heart stopped that instant. His son took his father’s place as did the children of Helga and Rowena but Salazar’s place had to be filled by another.’

‘The children were termed by which founder had birthed them and those of Godric’s body always remained close to the school, it was several centuries before a descendent of the child birthed by Salazar entered the school. By then both lines had bred with others but both of the bloods remained strong in them. When they came together again, the love of their forefathers came alive in them as well. And has done so several more times over the centuries. But something always drives the two apart, it is strange.’

‘Why are you telling me this?’ Harry asked in his mind.
’I am telling you this because you are the descendent of those birthed by Gryffindor and fate or whatever the driving force is will try and push you and the other born of slytherin together again.’

‘How do you know?’
‘I have timed the attempts, it is as if the conditions were not right before and I do not know whether they are right now but it will try regardless. I am warning you Harry, it always happens in seventh year, you will be driven together and conceive children, either one or two never more than that. As all I have seen is failure I won’t allow it to happen to you Harry, I’ve grown rather fond of you. You remind me so much of my creator and his mate, a more perfect balance of the two I have never yet seen. But heed me Harry, you must not let it drive you together, none of your ancestors have been able to withstand the pull when it starts but you must. A few years together is all it gives, enough to carry on the line and once the children are born the parents are not needed. It will drive you apart for whatever reason and it will kill you, both of you. You wont live to see twenty Harry if you let it get hold of you!’

‘Who is it, the other descendent?’ He asked although he already knew the answer.
‘Draco Malfoy!’

***

When he lifted the hat from his head he saw the entire school watching him. He placed the hat on the school and walked out of the Great hall without a backward glance, dimly aware that Ron and several others were shouting his name. And that grey eyes were following his every move.




A/N… hey guys when someone says to claim it just means mark as their own. So both partners do it. In the case of the dom it could be on either the back of the neck or the front depending on the position. With the sub it will only be the front of the neck and is done as the dom ‘dominates’ i.e takes him. As I mentioned earlier Draco IS submissive, but Krai sensed a little bit of dominance in him, so keep that in mind.

A/N2…if anyone is wondering the founders were said to be the greatest of the age, but greatness doesn’t necessarily mean they were the strongest at that time.


Well what didja think? Let me know in your review.

RECOMENDATION

A couple of people have said it was a good idea to recommend a story so here goes.

For my first recommendation I will say…


The Silent Killer

http://hp.adult-fanfiction.org/story.php?no=600007440

By Atropos


This fic is fun and original. Harry n Draco are a bit out of character, but not in a bad way. If you like creature/mate/inheritance fics and if you love CSI and interesting familiars then I think you’ll like this.