The Contract

Chapter 56

With the four potions and complete and utter turn around in the food Corvus - and Harry - consumed, he found himself with a little more energy. Nothing that would have him running around any time soon, he probably should have dealt with it sooner. Unfortunately, his time was spread much too thin he'd just wrongly assumed it was exhaustion.

"Nushala?" Corvus called, feeling much rejuvenated.

Beside his bed was an amendment of his current will. He'd already altered it, to make amendments for Harry, a year ago but with his failing health, he found it more important than ever to keep up to date. The will states that Harry would be allowed to remain housed in Lestrange Manor - it was his home - until such time he became Lord Potter and thereafter should he wish. Not that he'd have a say, since Rodolphus would be Lord Lestrange. Hopefully his eldest would never disregard his own feelings in the matter.

The House-elf appeared before her Master.

"Run me a bath," Corvus requested, knowing that the House-elf would also set out his clothes for the day. She was well used to the routine, having served him for the majority of her life.

"Yes, Sir," Nushala said, already moving to the Ensuite to do as bid.

"Has Harry woken yet?" Corvus wished to know, as he set aside his bedding, easily sliding into his slippers.

"Yes, Sir, he's helping Tadray with breakfast," her disapproval evident even over the running water. The young Master shouldn't be cooking or helping with their tasks. He was the heir and Lord of the Potter Estate and more importantly, contracted to the Lestrange family. It was very improper; she'd never say as such though.

Corvus chuckled softly, it wouldn't be the first time and most certainly not the last. The House-elves were particularly grouchy on Saturdays due to this. They'd come to him in the beginning, complaining, fearing the consequences. Unfortunately, he could no more convince Harry to stop than they could.

As Corvus bathed and shaved, Nushala busied herself by stripping Corvus' bed and putting on new sheets. Changing the duvet, and placing Corvus' clothes for the day on the bed. Since he didn't have Wizengamot meetings scheduled, they were less restrictive clothing's as her Master had bid so long ago.

Leaving him to dress after drying, she picked up his nightwear and put it in the laundry. Just as the newly washed and dried clothes were brought up by llrune, and Nushala accepted the bundle and placed it into the drawers. Up and ready to start a long busy day of taking care of Lestrange manor.

Corvus meanwhile made his way downstairs.

"Good morning," Corvus said, as he entered the dining room, breakfast was already set out for them. Porridge and a bowl of fruit along with orange juice to drink. He definitely missed his full English Breakfast, especially his bacon. However, upon seeing his son's drawn and pale faces he had vowed to do his best to get better. If that meant missing out on bacon and sausage then so be it.

"Morning, Corvus," Harry said, giving him a wide smile, glad to see him significantly improved. He had a healthier flush to his cheeks, and he did not look wane and exhausted. "Graham is coming to speak to you in an hour." Graham Goyle was Gregory's uncle, and after Greg was born, he's gone from being the heir to having no title, Gregory became the heir. He would be taking over the care of the sanctuary while they were away on holiday. Which was something Corvus insisted on, he wanted to show Harry the world, and he couldn't very well do that here now could he?

"That's good, there's much to go over before we depart," Corvus said agreeably, as he began to eat his meagre breakfast. "If all goes well, I might take him on in a more permanent basis."