Harry woke up in a bed wondering who that Indra Otsutsuki guy was. Harry attempted to sit up to immediately fall back on the bed as he found himself nauseous. He puked all over the floor when a blonde haired boy arrived at his side asking if he was alright. He obviously wasn't but he put that behind him.
"Who are you?" enquired Harry.
"Well who the hell are you?" asked Draco. "You are the one that randomly popped into my hall. Do you know apparition? How did you get through the wards."
A elegant blonde (almost white) haired woman entered the room like an angel. "Draco where are your manners. Hello Harry, my name is Narcissa Malfoy and this is my son Draco, he is the same age as you."
Harry completely bewildered looked back at the two and fired questions. "How do you know my name, where is my sister, where am I?"
"Well Harry there is not a person in the wizarding world that doesn't know your name. You are Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, Killer of he who must not be named. Wizards live amongst muggles but we make sure to not let them see any of our magic and if they do we would use a spell called obliviate. Oh and your sister is downstairs eating she seems famished. Just what happened to the two of you." questioned Narcissa " You have scars and bruises all over your body."
"I would prefer not to say right now, can you take me to my sister please" asked Harry
"Of course," said Narcissa "but take it easy." "Draco would you please take Harry downstairs maybe you can even get to know each other."
Draco helped Harry off the bed and then assisted him downstairs. "How much do you know about magic?" enquired Draco "Mother said you were muggle raised"
"Muggle raised, muggle raised, what does that mean?" asked Harry in deep thought.
"It means people that were raised by non-magical folk." Draco replied "You really are clueless aren't you." Draco chuckled I guess I have a lot to tell you don't I.
Draco proceeded to explain to Harry about his Potter heritage, who wizards were and where Malfoy Manor was.
Harry looked around as Draco lead him downstairs. He was surrounded by the best marble. Draco didn't have to tell Harry that the Malfoys had wealth. Upon entering the main hall, one is greeted with a breath-taking sight. The marble floors gleam under the warm glow of the chandeliers, casting a soft light on the walls adorned with priceless paintings and tapestries. The air is filled with the sweet aroma of fresh flowers, a testament to the impeccable taste and attention to detail of the Malfoy family. The furnishings are lavish and elegant, with plush velvet sofas and intricately carved tables, giving the room a regal feel.
Harry was beginning to like Draco, he wondered maybe this would be his first friend. Harry had never had a friend the only thing Harry had close to a friend was his sister but that was different. Draco had been very welcoming to Harry and his sister Ivory.
As he eventually got downstairs Ivy ran to give Harry a hug. Harry hugged her back as Draco gave them a bit of privacy, After Ivy had let go of Harry the 3 of them went to eat and Harry was surprised to see so much food. He grinned as he looked to his sister who had already stuffed her face with food. She smiled awkwardly which made Harry laugh, Draco joined in and they dug into their food.
Harry looked at Draco who appeared to be smiling as Narcissa peered over from the corner to see them happy.
"Harry when you are finished I can show you and your sister what Quidditch is," said Draco cheerfully. "Trust me it will be the best sport you will ever play."
"Quidditch huh" said Harry curiously.
As Harry and Ivy walked with Draco through the garden they were surprised to see perfectly trimmed grass beneath my feet that looked deep beautiful emerald green, contrasting beautifully with the bright white lines that mark the boundaries of the pitch. The pitch itself is grand, with towering goalposts on either end and a large scoreboard displaying the current score. The quaffle, bludgers, and golden snitch are all lined up neatly on the centre line, waiting for a game between Malfoy's friends to begin.
Draco began to explain the objects that are used for the sport. "The Quaffle is the ball used in the game of Quidditch. It's a bright red ball used by the Chasers to score goals. Unlike the Bludgers which are bewitched to knock players off their brooms and the Golden Snitch which ends the game when caught by the Seeker, the Quaffle doesn't possess any magical properties itself. Chasers aim to throw the Quaffle through the opposing team's hoops to score points for their team. It's essentially the main scoring element in a Quidditch match but as i said before the most important role is the Seeker. Once the Seeker catches the snitch the game end and the team that caught the snitch gains 150 points" said Draco. Harry and Ivory who were bewildered just nodded to Draco's explanation. "Although we wont play today I hope we can play one day together the three of us."
Harry smiled at the remark. It seems like they were going to be really good friends.
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Harry Potter [Reincarnation of Indra]
FanfictionHis childhood was a bleak one but before light there is darkness. Harry Potter "The Boy Who Lived "With a penchant for intellect and incredible magical prowess, Harry navigates his identity while fiercely protecting his younger sister, forming an un...