Once Upon a Time

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Once upon a time, that’s how all fairy tales start right?

Once upon a time there was a kingdom called Hogwarts. Now this kingdom was split into four smaller providences, Griffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff. Each had a family who somewhat ruled over them, and these families all reported back to the king, Lucius Malfoy.

Lucius Malfoy was a good and honest ruler and everyone loved him. His wife had died during the birth of his second child, which was stillborn and left him to raise their small son, Draco, with his old friend and confidant Severus Snape to help him. Draco was an active child, always finding ways to get into trouble. His father insisted he learn to sword fight at a young age and by the time he turned eighteen was an accomplished fighter. He was an extremely good looking boy/man with platinum blond hair which fell to his shoulders in long smooth waves, and blue-gray eyes you could get lost in. By 18 he had reached almost full height at 6 ft though could grow a few more inches. The thing that shocked most about Draco was that while they knew the royal family had veela blood in it Draco was the first to come into a veela inheritance in centuries, and people were waiting to see whom his mate was. It was obvious the mate was younger than him as he would have felt them on his 16th birthday when he came into his powers. Instead he had to wait for his mate to turn 16 before he would be able to find him, and boy was he frustrated by this, he wanted his mate and didn’t have to wait. It is said that a veela will not feel whole until it has it’s mate and if not found within two and a half years of the Veela’s 16 birthday then the veela would slowly start to go mad. This had everyone a little nervous as their prince was 18 and had three months to find his mate.

The Riddle family ruled over Slytherin and felt they were better than all the other providences. There was a mother, a father, and a son, who was named for his father, Tom Marvolo Riddle. From a young age Tom was a little bully, always using brute force to get what he wanted. Though he was good looking no one wanted to go near him, he had long black hair and blood red eyes, which creped out anyone who knew him. It was rumored however that Tom had a fascination with the Griffindor head family’s youngest son, and had claimed him to be his future mate. Everyone felt sorry for this boy and hoped someone else claimed him before Tom could. He could only stake his claim on the boy on his seventeenth birthday, however if the boy was married before Tom got to him then there was nothing Tom could do legally.

There were two families, which ruled over the Griffindor lands, which was what the people contributed the lands prosperity to as the families made all decisions together. The first family was the Weasley family. There were the two parents Molly and Arthur, and seven children, Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred and George (Twins), Ron, and the only girl, Ginny. You could tell this family apart from all others by the red hair, blue eyes, and freckles. All the children were tall and the boys well built and nightmares for any suitors their little sister brought home.

The other family that ruled the Griffindor lands was the Potter family. There was the father James, with his messy raven black hair and blue eyes, the mother Lily, with her auburn hair and calm emerald green eyes, the oldest boy Jamie with his mum’s auburn hair, but messy like his dad’s which both kept short, and he had his dad’s blue eyes, then there was the youngest Harry.

Harry had his dad’s black hair and mum’s calm emerald green eyes which shown with a hidden understanding and knowledge, because he was constantly sick he was always in the library reading. Harry was the first male in the Potter family who didn’t need to use glasses, as his eyesight was perfect. As a child Harry was of the sickly sort, doctors told his portents and brother he wouldn’t make it to fifteen. Shows what they know, Harry was turning 16 in a few days, and had a clean bill of health. Harry had always been a beautiful child. He grew his hair because he didn’t like it messy and usually kept it pulled back with a leather strap. He had white porcelain skin and looked delicate, like if you touched him he would break, his parents said this was because he was sick growing up and not able to go outside. He had a small nose and full lips, and was considered by all to be the town’s most beautiful creature. His parents doted on him and his brother was way overprotective. This was probably because he was so small, standing only 5ft 6in, and because they thought he wouldn’t always be with them.

His family had heard of Tom Riddle’s fascination with Harry and written to the king asking for help in protecting their son from the other boy. The king wrote back and said he, his advisor (Severus), and his son would come and together they would find a way to protect Harry. The three would stay a week and if necessary take Harry back to the palace with them if they couldn’t find a suitable arrangement. While the king did not like to favor one of his ruling families over the other, he did not want to see Harry in the hands of the Riddle’s son. He had met the boy on a couple of his visits and actually liked him. Yes he would do what he could to protect the boy until a suitable husband could be found, one who could protect him from Tom Riddle. Who knows maybe Draco would finally find his mate, they would be there for the boy’s 16th birthday. Lucius prayed this would solve both his problems.

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Harry was watching from and upstairs window as the king’s carriage pulled up to the front of the manner, and watched as the inhabitants got out. He knew why they were here, and he didn’t want to think of what would happen if they couldn’t find a way to protect him. He didn’t want Riddle to get him, he had heard about the older (Tom is Draco’s age) boy and knew he wouldn’t stand a chance against him.

“You should be downstairs, mum and dad will want to introduce you to the guest soon.” Came his brother’s voice. He loved his brother, when he was little and too sick to get out of bed his brother would come to him and make up stories about what would happen when he grew up. His brother was four years older than him and one of the best, and tallest (He his 6ft 2in, so he towers over Harry) people he knew.

“What will happen if they don’t think of something?”

His brother walked up behind him and pulled him into his strong arms trying to shield him from the outside world. “They will, and if they don’t you will go to the palace where you will be protected.”

“I don’t want to leave you, mum, and dad.”

“You will if it will keep you safe. That is all we want for you is to see you safe and happy. We won’t let anything happen, we will die first.” Jamie said tightening his hold on his little brother. He really didn’t want to loose him. “We better get down there if we don’t want mum to come try to find us.”

“Merlin help us if that happens.”

“I don’t think ever he would stand in her way.” Jamie said and smiled when he heard Harry laugh. Their mother could be really scary when she was angry.

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Draco couldn’t believe his father made him come here. His mate was close to turning 16, he could feel it, just a couple more days, and his father has him hold up here to try to find a way to protect some sniveling little brat. This would not work for him. When his mate reached 16 he would leave and go find him.

Draco was moved from his thoughts when the door to the room they were in opened and two boys walked in. The first was quite tall, two inches taller than him and nicely built. The other though caught his attention. The boy was small and delicate looking. He was the most beautiful thing Draco had ever seen. This must be the boy they were meant to protect. Well he could see why Tom wanted him. He would look good on anyone’s arm.