The Boy Without a Soul

Chapter 6 “Harry’s new clothes.”

The days passed in to weeks as Draco and Harry fallen into a routine despite the former Gryffindors protest. Even with the numerous attempts made by Granger and Weasley at trying to catch him in the act of some kind of trouble he was happy with the time he spent with Harry. Every morning Draco would get up early and have breakfast with Harry making sure that he ate and took all of his potions before going to his classes for the day. The Slytherin would return after dinner, making sure he ate dinner because he knew Harry wouldn’t have remembered to eat lunch and give the Elfin his homework and class work he missed.

“Malfoy? Why am I doing homework for classes that I do not attend?”

“I told you to call me Draco.”

“Fine, ‘Draco’ why am I doing pointless homework?”

“It’s not pointless. You are still enrolled at this school and you are attending classes somewhat. It’s more like a tutoring program that Snape had set up since he is your uncle.”

“He’s a nosey bastard. This is pointless and he knows it. I know all this shit already and it’s not like they are going to allow me to take my NEWTs. Fudge has already declared me a Death-eater remember? So I repeat: why am I doing homework?”

“Fine you are doing this because I said so and you will take your NEWTs because you are not a Death-eater! If you were a Death-eater than you would have the decency to dress better than a Junkie squib turning tricks in Knockturn Alley.”

“WHAT?! I don’t look that bad Malfoy!”

“Yes you do! No self respecting Death-eater would be caught AKed in what you wear. Don’t you have any civilized clothes besides you school robes?”

“No, these are all I have my muggle relations never bought me any and I wasn’t about to let them know I had money. So I got hand-me-down from me pig of a cousin and the Elfin robes that Snape gave me. I don’t wear those because they are out of place here.” Harry glared at the Slytherin. ‘That and the fact they are way too revealing!’

“Well then we are just going to have to change that. I’ll talk to Severus about getting you some new clothes.”

“Malfoy it’s a waste of money and I’m not going to go shopping just to satisfy your need to dress up as if I was your personal doll. Besides what’s the point of dressing up for my own death? Either way I’m dead so it doesn’t matter what I look like?” The Elfin didn’t see Draco’s eyes shift slowly from upset to down right murderous as he ranted about his impending death.

“You are not going to DIE! I won’t let you and further more I won’t let you dress like a street urchin anymore.” Draco grabbed the robe that was around the smaller boy shoulders. Harry had thrown it on over his pajamas when the stubborn Slytherin had shown up yet again despite his constant badgering to leave and never come back.

“Hey! What are you doing?!” Harry yelled as Draco ran to the bedroom and began throwing all his clothes into a huge pile even his underwear.

“I’m finally getting rid of these rags!”

“Those aren’t ‘Rags’ those are my clothes!”

“They are rags not even fit for a human to wear. Censum!” The Elfin watched helplessly as his clothes were set on fire and burned to ashes.

“Are you crazy?! Aquatio-onis!” Harry snapped as he put the fire out with the water from his wand. He went through the pile of burnt soggy clothes trying to salvage something to wear but it was a futile task as everything was burned beyond repair. Now he needed to change out of his night clothes as they were wet now and covered in soot. “All of them are ruined! Are you happy now what am I suppose to wear? I can’t live in my pajamas!”

“Oh I left you some clothes there in the closet you can wear those till we get you some new ones. You had better change Harry you don’t want to catch a cold wearing those wet pajamas.” The Slytherin shrugged and left the elfin with what was left of his wardrobe, laughing when he heard an enraged scream come from the bedroom.

“MALFOY! I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”

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“Harry Remus and I have been called by the king.” Snape said as he entered Harry’s quarters followed by his quite mate. “The headmaster found adequate substitutes for our classes so we will be gone no more than two weeks. The Dark Lord thinks I’m going to recruit our people to his side so my absence from meetings will go unnoticed. So please try and keep yourself out of trouble.” Snape hadn’t stopped talking since he came through the door. He was use to Harry ignoring him when he came to check up on him and take inventory of the potions he had made that day. He didn’t realize Harry was not in the room.

He hated leaving alone for so long especially after what had happen at the start of school. Ever since third year, when Sirius escaped, Snape had become very over protective of Harry. He had begun to teach Occlumency to him to protect him from the supposed murder. During these sessions the elfin’s home life with those muggles was exposed and it sent the potion master in a rage over the mistreatment of his nephew and only family. That summer he into to the Dursely house and told them that he was Harry’s uncle and that they would become potions ingredients if they dare to mistreat him again. The threats fell on deaf ears as Petunia brought up the fact that the blood wards keeping them safe was because of her and if anything happened to her family she would refuse to take Harry back the next summer. Snape pleaded with the headmaster too let him take Harry to Spinners End but he was denied because of his spy status. He was forced to stand there and watch as those muggle and the Manipulative headmaster crush the boy’s spirit.

“Fine! It’s not as if I’m going anywhere dressed like this! Oh and you can tell Sakura I’m never going back there! She made her choice she’ll have to live with it!” Severus was thrown out of his thoughts when he heard the shouting coming from the bathroom. No matter how much he and Remus tried to show Harry that they loved him he continued to push them away, but really hiding from them was a bit childish.

“Yes I know! You say that every time we go back there! She regrets her choice ever since she made it but the king wouldn’t allow you to enter our homeland! She had to follow the orders of her King! Now get out here! I refuse to argue with the bathroom door!”

“I’m not coming out until I get some decent clothes!”

“What’s wrong with your clothes; other than the fact that they are better used as cleaning rags?”

“Ask the blond on the couch!” Severus and Remus looked to the snickering blonde, who was sitting quietly reading Quidditch Monthly.

“Mr. Malfoy, what is he yelling about?”

“We had an argument about his homework and one thing led to another and so long story short I burned all the rags that I found in the closet and his trunk. Now he won’t come out of the bathroom.” Draco stated without looking up from his magazine.

“You burned all his clothes over homework?” Snape glared at his star student.

“Oh Severus leave the boy alone. You’re just mad because you didn’t think of it sooner. We’ve been trying to get Harry new clothes since forever.” Remus smiled as he tried to soothe his grumpy mate. The Slytherin looked up and was taken back by his visiting professors appearance. These two attractive men did not look like his poor, shaggy, worn DADA Professor or his greasy sickly looking git of a Potions Professor. They were both wearing what Draco assumed to be Elfin robes made of a rich soft Elvin cloth, said to be the finest in all the worlds. Neither Professor was wearing glamour charms even though their appearance was a complete turn around from their normal everyday looks.

They looked healthier and happier. Severus’ appearance surprised him the most because his hair was so long it almost touched the floor and it looked soft and shiny with a strand of hair tucked behind one of his pointed ears. His harsh onyx eyes were now a warm charcoal gray and his famed Roman nose was now more defined and slightly smaller complimenting his delicate features nicely. Remus’ appearance was no different with out his glamour on yet there was subtle changes in the His hair was longer down to his mid back and was pulled back in a low pony tail. His dull amber eyes were now gold and live with laughter and mischief. Draco thought they look a good 10-15 years younger.

“Well Potter was being so damn stubborn that he left me no choice but to torch those eye sores that he called clothing. Now he has no choice but to get a new wardrobe.”

“That maybe true, but Remus and I are leaving and won’t be able to take him shopping till we return. Although maybe we should take him with us what do you think Remus?”

“NO! NO WAY! I’m not going! She’ll think I’ve forgiven her and I haven’t I and I WON’T! And you tell that Old Bastard I am not cleaning up their mess they made! I renounce My Crown!” shouted the bathroom door.

“What is Harry yelling about?”

“Oh Nothing much he just renounced his crown again he does that at least once a month. The king doesn’t take him seriously anymore and sends it back.” Remus sighed.

“C-c-crown? You mean he really is a Prince?”

“It’s a long story Mr. Malfoy, but yes Harry is an elfin prince.”

“Don’t be rude Severus we have time we don’t have to leave till tomorrow and Harry isn’t coming out anytime soon. We might as well entertain you best Pupil with a story.”

“Our family history is not a bedtime story.” growled the potion master.

“I know it’s not a fairy tale but it does describe your homeland. It does have a sense of mystery and enchantment.”

“Remus you have got to stop reading those muggle novels; you are turning into a sap.” Snape couldn’t help but roll his eyes at his mate of 20 years.

“I think you both are Saps! Now shut the Fuck up Malfoy does not need to know our fucked up Family business shit!” the Bathroom door ragged.

“You’re in no position to stop us Harry!” Remus said in a playful tone.

“Harry! This is getting ridiculous now come out of there!” The potion master snapped.

“Make me! Oh, that’s right you can’t! So take Moony and the Blond Bimbo and leave!”

“Severus just ignore his yelling. Now where to begin? Well it started along time ago in the Land of Araka…”