Through the Fire

Chapter Eleven-Just From His Touch

The silence in the room is deafening. It seems everyone is thinking different things at the same time. Horcruxes, Heirs, Hogwarts, Founders and Prophecies. No one knows what to say. Lucius is the first to break the silence after Harry's strings of curses.

"I need a drink." As soon as the words are out of his mouth, a glass of fire whiskey appeared in his hand. He looked down at the glass and then at the occupants in the room. At the moment, too many things are happening, and it seemed he forgot that he is a wizard. "Severus, when did you start doing Wandless magic?" He asks in surprise.

Severus gave him an exhausting look "You know my limitations to Wandless magic, I...."

"It's ok; you can show yourself," Luna says before Severus can continue any further. A figure shimmers in the center of the room. She is transparent you can see the other side of the room through her, and yet she is breathtakingly beautiful. She had long flowing blond possibly on the safe side of white hair with white eyes. Her white eyes slowly travel around the room and settles on Harry and Neville. She glided over to them and placed a kiss each on their foreheads. Harry could have sworn he felt the warmth of her lips before.

"Thank you for protecting us Lady Hogwarts," Neville says.

She looked at them both with sadness in her eyes. "I wish I could have protected you better. Especially you young Harry." It saddened her to know what they went through. Each went through their own hate whether it is by the hand and mouth of those who are supposed to protect them. "Time is at hand, my Heirs, my sons." She then turns to the others in the room.

"I agree," said the Malfoy Lord. Harry did not know what to do. Since Lucius entered the room, he could not stop staring at him. Draco looks so much like his father. He is handsome and strong magically and physically; he did not look like a man in his late thirties. Harry sighs, why has Draco not gotten back to me? Did he change his mind? No, that could not be it. We are destined to be with each other.

Harry realizes the more he thinks of Draco, the more his feelings changed and grows. If someone told him that he would fancy Draco Malfoy, he would have laughed in their face then hex them. But who wouldn't want Draco? The way he kissed and held me he felt his body melted against Draco. I really did not want Draco to let me go. But Harry knows it was not the time for them to meet face to face. The way Harry feelings are starting to develop so quickly he wonders if he already had strong feelings for Draco before he came into his inheritance? Harry is so deep in thought he was not even paying attention to the discussion going on around him.

Harry turns to whisper in Neville's ears. "Where's you mate tonight? Why didn't you invite him?"

"I want to keep this between us for awhile," Neville whispers back. "We just started getting to know each other. It is not fair to throw him in the middle of this yet. Besides I'm not ready for him to meet the family so to speak."

Harry nods his head and chuckles, in understanding. The family so to speak are the Founders. Harry has forced himself not to go to their private quarters. Harry also wonders if he will feel the same way when it comes to Draco. He glances over to Lucius, who in a word is his soon to be father-in-law and wonders if the older man figured out that he is Draco's mate. Harry studies his face without being too obvious and realizes that Lucius, is too involved in what is going on in the now to concern himself with Harry being other than what he is at this moment.

"So the first thing that we need to do is find out where and what the Horcruxes are before Dumbledore tries to convince Harry it is up to him to go off and look for them all," Remus states pulling Harry into the conversation.