Don't Speak

Chapter 6
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When the boys got back to the restaurant the woman at the front podium smiled at them and handed Harry a crisp white envelop and went back to her task of answering phones and making reservations.

The others gazed over Harry\'s shoulder. The words \'To Harry, Draco, Duddly, and Peirs, Their eyes-only. \' Were printed on the seal in a small and neat cursive that reminded Harry of priceless art he\'d once seen at a museum.

\"Well...Read it Harry.\"

Harry rolled his eyes at Draco\'s impatience and pulled out the note for the others to read as well. It read:

Boys

Mr. Dursley and I have gone back to er 4er 4 Privet drive to speak more privately. Harry, as well as Duddly and Peirs have permission to stay as our guests for dinner and I have given my consent for Draco to stay with Harry and Duddly for the evening. After a proper dinner of course. I will expect you back at the Manor promptly to inform the house elves of the extra company. Draco, your mother is still out with Mrs. Dursley and will most likely not be returning till dinner.

They have the limousine with them so I trust you can in list a taxi or two to help you get to the Leaky Cauldron in one piece. From there floo to the Manor and do what you like. Don\'t mess anything up to badly and be ready to be at dinner by eight o\'clock sharp, I will except no later.

All my wishes,

Lucius Malfoy

Harry shrugged and looked at the others. They were looking just as confused as he was and shrugged as well. As one, they all walked out of \'The Two Sisters\' and got back into the taxi\'s they had waiting for them. Draco instructed the driver where to go seeing as neither Peirs nor Duddly knew where the \'Leaky Cauldron\' was.

Both Harry and Draco knew that the boys would be able to see the pub because of some of the other stores and places they had been to that day. Harry knew that his Aunt was a squib and there had been two magical people on his Uncle\'s side so he figured that Duddly at lest had a touch of magic in him, weather he was squib or not it didn\'t matter.

Peirs had once said something about being adopted, so Harry really had no clue about his background.

When they arrived in front of the old looking building, Peirs laughed as he gazed at his boyfriend\'s reaction to the ancient building. Duddly was stunned to see it, hiss eyes had gone wide when he realized he had been up and down this road before and had never seen the elderly place.

Harry and Draco didn\'t really think anything different aboutotheother than, \'How are we going to get everything flooed to the Manor with out causing a scene.\'

The cab drivers unloaded their stuff and gave them odd looks when the picked everything up with much difficulty and walked over to a brick wall and started talking to themselves.

\"Now...how do we open the door?\" Duddly asked as he gazed at the large wooden door with a frown on his slightly pouted lips.

\"Oh that\'s easy. Just wait a moment.\"

Right as Draco said this, an older hag opened the door to leave and saw the burdened boys. Calling inside, she hurried over and took three of the boxes that were obscuring Harry\'s vision. He smiled and thanked the woman as she blushed and giggled slightly.

A balding heavy-set man came out the pub and when he realized whom Harry was he smiled and hugged the boy while taking different bags and boxes from Draco and Duddly.

\"Hi Tom, how have you been?\" Harry asked as the man took some of the weight out of Piers\'s arms as well.

\"Oh good Harry. Business is good and my wife is expecting her first child.\"

Harry looked at Tom\'s back weird as they entered the old and darkened drinking establishment. It was like any other place for drinking. Poorly lit, with low hanging chandeliers filled with brightly burning candles that never seemed to burn out.

Wooden tables of all odd shapes and varying sizes littered the floor while random witches, wizards, hags, goblins, and other various creatures looked at them with curiosity.

\"What room boys?\" Tom asked, not caring that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were being civil to one another or that they had been shopping together. To him, business was business and it didn\'t matter to him what others did in their spar time.

To everyone else, however, it did matter. When Harry said they didn\'t want a room they just wanted to use his fireplace to get to the manor, whispers spread throughout the small hole-in-the-wall pub like rapid fire.

Draco told Duddly and Peirs to ignore it and just followed Tom to the fireplace in a smooth manner, as if he didn\'t know he was being talked about.

\"Here you are boys. Would you like to purchase some floo powder?\"

Draco nodded to the barkeeper, pulling out three gallons. Draco tried to think of a way to get everything back with them as he handed the gold over to Tom\'s waiting hand.

The man grinned at the gleaming coins in his hand and handed over a small pouch of green sand. Draco quickly explained the concept of the floo to Duddly and Piers before returning to the problem of how to get everything back to the manor with everything they had bought.

Eventually Peirs came up with the solution. \"Hey Draco, why don\'t you go back to your house and get some of your servants to take these back for us. Then we can just go back like normal...well...as normal as traveling through a fireplace can be.\"

Draco laughed when Peirs said this and tossed a small bit of the powder into the merrily burning flames. Stepping into the prickling flames, he said in a clear voice, \"Malfoy Manor\" and was gone.

Just as soon as he had left he was back with six house elves wearing a verity of pillowcases, bed sheets, and tea cozies.

Duddly stared at the tine little creatures scurrying around taking different things from the floor and his hands and then disappearing with everything.

\"Well, come on Duddly-kinns, only you left to go through...come on, we\'ll go through together.\"

Duddly looked to Harry with wide eyes and then noddtakitaking some of the sand that Harry handed him, and linking hands with his cousin, their voices rang clear in the silent bar.

\"Malfoy Manor\"

And they were gone.

Ron looked up from his butterbeer and glared at the fireplace. Harry had just said the two words that had ended their friendship in the red heads eyes, he had voluntarily flooed to the Malfoy Manor. In Ron\'s eyes that was a sin.

Now that Ron looked back on it, last year Harry had flirted with evil one time to many for Ron\'s liking, but he hadn\'t said anything to anyone, but now Ron saw that Harry wasn\'t just flirting with the enemy, He was seducing it. And now, he was sleeping with it.

Then Ron\'s mind wrapped last years happenings around until it was so warped it would never be known for what it was. Ron decided that if he couldn\'t be Harry\'s best friend, than he would make the boys life a living hell. No one would ever think of \'The-boy-who-lived\' the same way again when he was done.

His punishment would start tonight, The boy decided as he downed the last of his drink. Walking over and taking what powder was left in the pouch, he called out, \"The Burrow\", before disappearing as well.

Harry and Duddly arrived in a large barren gray room. Harry recognized it as a \'Floo room\', delving into his memories, Harry recalled that the ministry had one.

Most Floo Rooms were just large, unfinished, and bare dungeon-like rooms with a door on one side leading to the main establishment.

A \'pop\' was heard and a small house elf with floppy ears and large eyes was standing next to the boys. The creature was wearing what looked like a pink and lavender tea cozy.

\"Mr. Potter and Dursley sirs. I is called Hanna sirs. Master Draco is asking me to come and clean you up sirs.\"

Harry nodded and the small female house elf waved her hand over the young men\'s clothing and all the staining soot and other dirt disappeared. Harry looked over his shirt and nodded approvingly at the small creature.

Hanna was pleased that she had done good work and looked over at Duddly for approval. Duddly was looking at his clothing with ww\'ww\'d quality about him. Harry noticed that Duddly was also carefully looking for a pig\'s tail and he had to chuckle at his cousin\'s antics.

\" Oh shut up you. I was the one who had to get the thing removed. It was very embarrassing.\"

Harry suppressed his laughs and shook his head. \"You\'re right Duddly-kinns, I never have had a pig\'s tail, but I have had large owl wings, panther paws and bunny ears all at the same time.\"

Looking around they spotted a door. Shrugging to one another, They walked over and opened it to reveal a beautiful hallway decorated in bright yellows and shinning oranges.

\"Like it? Mother will be redoing it soon, so look at it while you can.\"

Harry looked to his left slightly and saw a smiling Draco and a practically bouncing in place Peirs. The only thing that really kept Peirs from literally bouncing off the walls, was a restricting hand that Draco had placed on his arm.

When Piers saw Duddly he couldn\'t contain himself anymore and leapt forward tackling his surprised boyfriend.

\"Oh my god Duddly, you won\'t believe it! I was looking into a mirror it it talked to me...I\'ll admit what it said was alittle rude, but it talked...on its own! And pictures move! I couldn\'t believe it a first, but then Draco told me that all pictures here move. And not just here, all over their WORLD! Isn\'t that cool? And.\"

And he went on like that for another good five minuets before Duddly shut him up with a kiss and asked him to get off of his chest.

\"Its not that I don\'t love you on top of me love, but I do need to breathe once in awhile.\"

Peirs giggled and crawled off of the other boy\'s chest. Draco coughed, rolled his eyes, and told the others to follow him.

Following the blond turned out to be difficult. The manor had so many twists and turns that often someone would turn the wrong way, then have to be directed back to the others via pictures. But, eventually, they made it to a set of tall oak double doors that had deeply carved snakes curled and twisted around the frame in dizzying pattern, but no door handle was to be found anywhere on the antique surface.

\"Harry, I think you will like this room. It hasn\'t been opened in years, because no one has slept over in the longest time, but other than that small fact, I\'ve long since forgotten the password. It was something in Parsletongue, but for the life e I e I can\'t recall what it is. When I was younger father used to let me have my slumber parties in this room, I never really knew why after I turned seven he out of the blue said never to enter the room again, but it doesn\'t matter...could you see if it will open? I\'m dying to know what\'s inside.\"

\"But didn\'t Lucius say never to enter it?\" Harry asked as he blinked at the pale boy.

Draco nodded. \"Oh yes, he said that years ago, but it never stopped me from trying to see what father had hidden from me.\"

Harry shrugged, then nodded. Who was he to stop Draco from doing what he wanted? Draco said he had tried for years and had no luck. So, turning his attention to the door, Harry let the familiar sensation take over his tongue, allowed the feeling to take over his speech patterns.

Harry hissed at the wooden serpents.

(\"I ask for entrance\")

The door didn\'t move for a moment, but then a low hissing came floating into his ears. It was a soft, mellow sort of voice, it calmed him, even though he hadn\'t know he had been tense.

(**Why do you wish entrance to the room that we guard? **)

Harry stood and thought for a moment before answering what he thought would be appropriate.

(\"What is it that you guard, that would you would not allow us to enter the room in the first place?\")

The snakes were silent for a moment before answering.

(**What we guard is precious to the family of this house. Leave young speaker…. For the next time we speak, we shall not be speaking at all. **)

Harry blinked for a moment a let the beautiful language slip from his grasp and turned to his audience.

\"They won\'t let us in. What they said was cryptic, I could barely understand the last part. They said \'The next time we speak, we shall not be speaking at all\'…it was odd.\"

Draco\'s eyebrows came together in thought slightly. He had know his father was hiding something in that rooe wae was just never sure what it was. Now Harry had told him that the door refused to open and was giving out odd messages. Draco was baffled.

\"Harry we have to know what is in that room, but not now…. later maybe…but not now, no one must know what the serpents said to you other than us. And only us, No one can tell any one.\"

Duddly and Piers nodded. After getting over the initial shock of someone speaking like a snake to a door, it was actually kind of cool in an \'out-of- the-normal\' kind of way.

\"So what now?\"

Peirs asked as he bounced on the balls of his feet in a bored sort of way. Peirs was not known for staying still for long periods of time. Harry recalled the longest he had stayed in one spot was right after the first day he had begged to go running with Duddly and himself.

The poor boy was so stiff and tired he barely made it up the stairs. Duddly wasn\'t in any better boat, but was more used to it than his ultra active, but extremely lazy boyfriend.

\"Shall we go to my rooms? There we can call up something to eat before dinner\"

Nodding, all of them followed the blond boy closely until they reached a set of oak doors that wear spelled to glow a spectacular white. \"Well, this is my room. Please make yourselves comfortable.\"

Harry walked in, followed by Duddly and Peirs, and gasped. The room was huge. Two glittering chandeliers hung from the ceiling, throwing beautiful rainbows over the silver carpet and green curtains that hung over the large bay window over looking the impressive expanse of lands that rivaled Hogwarts in comparison.

A large silver and hunter green four poster bed was placed along one wall. Silver velvet curtains were held to the headboard with deep green strips of cloth with tasseled edges. On the bed silver goose down pillows were arranged in a horseshoe shape on a green patchwork style quilt.

Along another wall of the blonde\'s massive room, were the Slytherin house banner and a picture of the Slytherin house team with Draco in the middle. He wasn\'t smiling, in fact.he didn\'t look happy at all. The others glared at him and cracked their knuckles in a way that told Harry that by no means were they Happy with him.

Harry decided to ask about the picture later and looked at the rest of the room. In front of the fireplace to Piers\'s immediate left, two green chairs, arranged around a silver couch, looked quite inviting to the shopping weary boys.

The room looked just like Harry expected it to. His Slytherin friend hadn\'t disappointed him. Harry shook his head and shot a playful jest of, \'Slytherin\' at his blond host.

Draco rolled his eyes and sent, \'Gryffindor\' back at his once rival playfully.

Harry and Draco looked at each other for a moment before laughing. Each knew they would never be able to go back to the way things had been, even thought it had only been a day, things between them would never be the same.

\"So how about we have a seat and talk? We really don\'t have much else to do for awhile...I\'ll call for some snacks.\"

Harry nodded, walking over to one of the plush green armchairs, He threw his body into one of them and crossed his ankles.

Duddly and Peirs soon followed and sat on the couch as close as they could without sitting in one anothers laps.

\"Oh...I love this couch...it feels just like Harry\'s.\"

Draco smiled at the two boys on the couch and let out a small chuckle. \"It does, does it. I\'ll have to see about that. Now any thing good to talk about?\"

\"Well...no. Want to play a game instead?\"

Harry turned his head over to his cousin and caught a look of mischief in his eyes. Harry knew that look...the last time he\'d seen that look he had ended up tied to a try with nothing on. It was actually kind of funny now that he thought about it, but at the time he felt like he was going to die of embarrassment.

\"Like what?\"

Draco was obviously not used to having sneaky people play tricks on him. He was falling right into a down word spiral of a trap.

Peirs bounced up and smiled brightly. \"Do you have a note book and a pen?\"

\"No,\" Draco answered alittle confusedly, \"But I do have parchment and quills...why?\"

\"Can you get them for us?\"

Draco nodded slowly, getting up, he quickly gathered the requested objects and set them in front of the green haired boy.

\"Ok, the game is like this. One of us will pick a topic and the other will ask you questions and you will have to answer as fast as possible, but you can\'t think about what you\'re saying. The one whinksinks up the topic has to time it and choose the number of questions. We usually only go up to ten, but if wanted there could be more.\"

Draco nodded his understanding and was about to ask about the quills and parchment when he was interrupted and his question was answered.

\"Ah, I know what you are about to ask. \'Where does the paper and ink come in.\' am I right? They come in now, the person that\'s not asking the questions and didn\'t give the topic has to write what they think you will say on the paper. For every wrong answer they have, at a random place, at any time, anywhere, the others can make them drink a hard alcoholic drink for every wrong answer. It can be anything. Nothing more than a shot though. The person still has to be able to walk after words.\"

Draco stared at the three boys iock.ock. \"What? What does this accomplish? You do this for fun?\"

Harry laughed at the Slytherin and started to explain the point.

\"It brings us closer together, we play it at anytime, during drivers education once Duddly passed me a note that said, \'I have a stop watch, you have one minuet and thirty seconds to answer the questions on the next page. The time starts after you read them. Go.\' And so I read the next page and answered as quickly as I could, poor Peirs got three wrong, So a week later at his little sisters party I made a \'Stapler\' and he had drink it then and there. I did it again when he took his driving test and Duddly presented him the last drink when he got back. To say the lest, he was alittle tipsy that day. We took him running later to sweat it out.\"

\"Yeah, that day was fun...and I still got my driver’s license to. The instructor didn\'t care, he was to impressed that I actually stayed on my feet after he saw Harry give me his most famous drink.\"

Draco was now staring at Harry with an odd look in his eyes. \"And what is his most famous drink?\"

Duddly put his arm around the green haired boy next to him and lazily replied, \"It called a \'Stapler\', its made with Vodka, Rum, Crown Seven, and anything else he can find. And for some reason, only Harry can make it taste right.\"

\"You drink Potter? Not only do you drink, but you also mix the drinks and give them to others?\"

Harry laughed. \"Yes I do Malfoy, what? Did you think I was going to stay eleven forever?\"

Draco thought about this and shrugged. \"Alright, I don\'t see why not, I\'m game, just not tonight if I get to many wrong. Dad would kill me if I was drinking tonight of all nights...any other time I might get away with it, but not tonight.\"

The others nodded to this and told him the last rule.

\"The game can only continue after the last person who got any wrong has been given every drink. We can\'t be drunk all the time now can we?\"

Draco laughed and agreed with all of the rules. \"Can I be the one who thinks up the topic so I can see how it\'s supposed to go?\"

Harry nodded and said he\'d answer the questions. Duddly said he\'d ask them and Peirs grabbed the quill and ink.

\"Ok let see.\" Draco looked around the room trying to think of a topic. \" \'Things you like\', six questions, you havo mio minuets.\" Walking over to the fireplace\'s mantel the blond picked up a stopwatch and pushed a few buttons before sitting back down and smiling. \"Begin.\"

Duddly thought for a moment before starting.

\"Dog or Cat?\" \"Cat\" \"Ocean or Lake?\" \"Lake\" \"Walking or Running?\" \"Running\" \"Boys or Girls\" \"Boys\" \"Older men or Same age?\" \"Older\" \"Gold or er?\er?\" \"Silver\"

Peirs handed Duddly his answers just as Harry answered the last question. Draco stopped his stopwatch and looked at the other boys.

\"Ok,\" Draco pushed a button and Harry\'s answers appeared in mid air. \"Not what were Piers\'s answers?\"

Duddly blinked, but shrugged off the floating words and read off his boy friends answers. \" \'Dog, Lake, Running, Boys, Same age, Silver\'...my, my, my. I expected better than that honey. The first one I could see, but you know Harry likes older men.\"

Harry laughed at Piers\'s face when he realized that he had missed two. \"But I swear, I haven\'t missed that many sense my drivers test!\"

\"Don\'t worry Piers, We\'ll get them to you before I leave for school.\"

Peirs groaned and buried his head into his boyfriend\'s chest. A mumbled \'thanks\' was all that was heard from the boy.

Draco let out a laugh and stood up, walking though the mist that still had Harry\'s answers hovering in mid air.

\"Oh my you guys, its time for us to get ready for dinner. We will all need to get changed.\"

Harry looked down at his green shirt and thought about it for a moment. He guessed that the Malfoy\'s wouldn\'t eat wearing smuggle clothing. The question was...what would they change into?

Harry followed Draco over to his obviously magiced closet and looked though his cloths with him.

\"What do you think Harry? White or Black?\" Draco pulled out and held up two robes that had the same design, but were different colors.

Harry looked at both of them and then tilted his head a touch. \"White, you defiantly look better, not to mention more mysterious, in white.\"

Draco grinned and tossed black robes over to the two kissing boys on his couch and looked through his closet again. \"Lets see...for you Harry I think...a nice Black with Silver under sleeves and hem.\"

Harry laughed at the blond. \"I agree my dear Draco, but what in the world shall we do with our hair?\"

\"Why my dear Harry, Didn\'t you know? The thing now is to leave it down. No putting your hair up tonight. A quick brushing and its off you go.\"

After everyone was changed, Harry and Draco fixed their hair and it was off to dinner with them. It was precisely eight o\'clock when they reached the dinning hall. Lucius greeted them and motioned them to follow him.

When they entered they found a small table for eight set quite elegantly. Two candelabras sat on either end of a beautiful flower arrangement that was placed in the center of the table. Vernon Dursley stood when they entered and looked quite uncomfortable in the plain black robes he was wearing.

\"Hello Harry, Duddly, Peirs. How was your day of shopping?\"

Harry smiled and thanked Lucius as he held the chair for Harry to sit in and then moved to sit in his own. Which, Harry noted, was once again next to his own.

\"It was fine dad, we spent alittle over what you told us to, but what we got was worth it.\"

Draco quickly explained, to both parental parties, what they had purchased. And after several moments of heated arguments, Lucius agreed that the jackets sounded lovely and no more was said on the subject.

Patunia and Narsissa arrived moments later in pastel robes of blue and lavender. Vernon took note that his wife looked completely comfortable in the free flowing garments.

Soon after the ladies were seated, a beautiful four-course meal was served. First to arrive was a verity of breads and cheeses, followed by a wonderful potato and ham soup. Harry and Duddly almost couldn\'t eat the next course of venison and sautéed mushrooms covered in a think brown sauce.

Draco felt sorry for them and when no one was looking, quickly switched plates with Duddly, who switched with Harry, Peirs then switched with Draco, who again switched with the boy next to him.

Lucius saw this but didn\'t say anything. He knew of Harry and Duddly\'s eating habits, knowing that on any other occasion, he would be eating the same way. The only time Lucius aloud the house elves to prepare whatever Narsissa planed for that night, was when company was over and Lucius had to uphold to all of the Malfoy standards. That included the unsporulerule that a Malfoy must always eat only the best foods, do nothing but sit around afterwards, never lift a finger, and still keep a perfect body shape. Lucius learned in his early twenties this was not always the case. It was just another layer of the mask to a Malfoy\'s mystic.

Narsissa was always complaining that the reason she was so pale was because of the way Lucius instead on them eating. Lucius had taken up healthy eating ten years prior to Draco leaving for his first year of Hogwarts.

Narsissa refused to run or swim or basically do anything except shop and plan out other peoples lives instead of living in her own picture frame. Lucius still hadn\'t figured out how his wife never gained any weight. He chalked it up to her being a full Veela and left it at that.

Draco on the other hand appreciated his father\'s regiment, and over the summer often ran around their garden with his parental figure in the mornings and after lunch. Draco also saw it as good Quiditch training. The lighter he was the faster he could fly, the faster he could fly, the better chances he had at beating Harry in Quiditch...although, that had yet to happen in all the years he had been following in his father\'s foots steps.ing ing the school year, Draco usually had to run longer hours over the weekends and try to eat less over the week. But with Crabbe and Goyle around, food was usually forced down his throat on the biases that he was to thin, ever for a seeker.

The last course was a small crystal bowl full of lime sherbet. Harry blinked stupidly at the bowl when it appeared in front of him. Looking over to Lucius who had the same look on his face, given a more Malfoy-ish approach to the \'what-in-the-freaking-hell\' look, but it was there all the same.

\"Um Lucius.wh-\"

Harry was cut off when Lucius raised an elegant white hand and interrupted him. \"I believe it would be easier for all if we didn\'t ask, seeing as how my wife is perfectly happy with the arrangement.\"

Harry looked over to the blond woman and sure enough, she was happily eating the chilled desert. Draco held up his hands and slowly took a spoonful of the sherbet and began to eat. Soon, Harry joined in and everyone was eating their desert, even if it was alittle slowly...

After dinner was completed, and the dishes gone from the table, Lucius turned his son and smiled.

\"Mr. Dursley has offered for you to stay at his house for the night. If you would like to do sou mau may.\"

Draco nodded and rushed from the table with a \'thank you\' and a \'you\'re the best\'. Harry, Duddly, and Peirs stayed where they were, they didn\'t feel like getting lost in the Malfoy Manor at this time of night.

Draco rushed back into the room with a speed Harry had only rivaled once and that was when he was running for Hagrid\'s spider friends in his second year.

\"I\'m ready, I have cloths, my wand, homework books, and a few other items. I also grabbed, \'The Ring\', I just convinced father to get it for me and I haven\'t seen it yet.\"

Harry laughed at his friend and stood up. \"My goodness Draco, where those \'few other things\' your bathroom, bed, and kitchen sink?\"

Draco blinked and shook his head thinking for a moment and then forming his face into a confused pout.

\"No why? Do you think I\'ll need them?\"

Peirs and Duddly started laughing as well and soon everyone, including Draco, was laughing and joking with the blond.

\"Draco, its only one night and a day. What could possible happen in that time frame?\"

Draco turned serious and looked directly at Harry. \"Well you know, Snape could stop by and say you\'re passing potions.\"

Lucius gave a smile and shook his head. \"No, That would happen after the four grooms men of the apocalypse walked up and told Sybil one of her predictions actually came true.\"

Harry and Draco laughed at that while everyone else just looked at them like they had lost their minds. So, Draco explained it to them.

\"Last year, Slytherin\'s and Gryindor\'s where placed in the same Divination\'s class. The teacher spent the entire year predicting Harry would die before the schools ending. She would preach of gruesome horrors and terrifying murders that would fall upon the boy, But the year\'s end came and, yet again, Harry saved the world, but as you can see, he\'s still here.

The Professor was so upset that her tellings didn\'t come to pass, that she tried to fail Harry for missing so many days, but Dumbledore wouldn\'t allow her to do it and let it pass. \"

Patunia looked over at her nephew with wide eyes. \"She predicted your death?\"

\"Oh yeah, she does it all the time, in third year she told me I was going to die because she kept seeing \'the grim\' in everything I did. I really turned out to be my godfather in his animal form.\"

Vernon and Patunia decided not to comment ask what a \'Grim\' was, instead the hazel-eyed woman tilted her head slightly and asked,

\"What were you doing last year to make her want to predict all these awful things?\"

Draco laughed and almost toppled over. Harry steadied him and smiled a small sad smile.

\"Breathing...most likely. Or it could\'ve been that I have lived for far longer than anyone has come to believe I would. No one really knows but her, I guess.\"

On this sad note, Lucius cleared his throat softly and stood. \"I do hate to say farewell, but I do believe its time for everyone to be returning home. I will have a car pulled around, it will take you home.\"

Everyone nodded and stood. Vernon looked down at the black robes he was wearing, but before he could say anything, Lucius gave him a smile and answered the unspoken question.

\"They are yours. Consider them a promise of dealings yet to come.\"

And with that the white blond tossed a folder over to the large man, who\'s eyes grew wide and face adopted a shocked expression.

He had landed the client; he had landed the biggest name in his company\'s entire existence! And all because his nephew and the man\'s son knew each other!

Vernon was on cloud nine as he walked out of the large mansion and climbed into a white Roils Royce.

\"Draco you be on your best behavior while at the Dursly\'s. I don\'t want to hear that you\'ve blown up their kitchen with muggle explosives or anything of the like.\"

Draco blushed and glared at his father mockingly. \"Awww dad! I only did that once.and it was an accident. Its not like I knew what it was.sort of.\"

Lucius laughed and. ruffled his sons hair, He remembered that day like it was yesterday.actually it happened last month, but that wasn\'t the point...just as he was about to get himself lost on memory lane, he heard Draco telling Harry he would fill him In later.

\"Harry, may I speak with you a moment?\"

Harry blinked and suddenly felt nervous about talking to this man. The man he had hated for an extremely long time. A know death eater and worse...and this was the part Harry hated to admit to himself...one of the most beautiful men Harry had ever seen.

Telling the others to get in the car, he slowly inched his way over to the blond god. When Harry finally stepped in front of Lucius, the taller man laughed and gave him a slight twitch of his lips, but to Harry it was as if someone had mad the sun rise.

\"My, my, Harry. I don\'t bite too hard. Now, all I wanted to say was stay safe when you get home. I have an awful feeling, but am not quite sure how to act on it. Keep Draco out of to much trouble, I know its only a night and day stay, but you\'d be surprised at how much hell that one child can cause at a moments notice.\"

Harry chuckled softly at the blonde\'s joke. Nodding, the blue-streaked boy made a move to turn around when he was frozen in place by Lucius\'s next words. Normally he would have forgotten them easily. Well, maybe not as easily as usual considering who had said them, but he planed on remembering, them because as Lucius said them, his mouth didn\'t once move.

\"Good and one other thing…The Snake around your neck is a dangerous enemy, but a powerful and loyal ally. You are quite brave to wear it as you do. Silence is the key Harry dear, Silence is the key to everything. The beginning. The end. Everything. Be advised young serpent speaker, you do not hear everything as you should look deeply into whom you know, and really hear them for the first time. When you do this. You will know the path. \"

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Ok, Yay! Another chapter done! I know I left it another cliff hanger, but in the next chapter I promise to at lest get them to Hogwarts...or if nothing else get them their school supplies.

Just for Sunny, I am adding more of Harry\'s mysterious earring into the plot. And if anybody wants to know, No, Lucius is not the one who gave it to Harry. That would be a touch cliché.

Thank you again and watch for the next chapter which I hope to have out soon. But ten reviews from my current number wouldn\'t hurt any.

Your Loyal Author, (Who loves to hear your thoughts),

Kat =^_^=

P.S. As you all can tell, this chapter is way longer than the others were I hope you enjoyed it.