unconstrained

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Sorry it took me so long to post, been in a slump with trying to redo the end of this story, your comments have been the only thing pushing me to finish this chapter.
Thank you for the support ill try get things done faster now i have started thank you.

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Draco followed his father into the dingy and truthfully tacky old muggle mansion, he managed to avoid sneering he knew his uncle Sev would be in the order meeting with harry and would be unaware and unable to stop him.
Draco would do anything for harry even burn to world, this was the least he could do.
"Draco"
The figure on the gaudy throne wheezed.
"Your father tells me you wish to be integrated already, your father worries Dumbledore will react to the dark mark, i have decided Draco you will start recruiting the young and impressionable, war is coming and we will win, go i will have severus pick you up for meetings, draco i would love you to corrupt as Manny Griffindoors as possible, it pleases me to see them betrayers"
The young blond sank to his knees for a seccond and left with the clear dismissal.

Harry's eyes glinted as he listened taking stock of everyone in the room.
Godrick was being possessive of his parents, sitting between them and harry, shooting the dark haired teen even darker looks and constantly touching them.
Harry found it so....immature.
Then again he had never really been coddled so he suposed perhapse that was normal behavior.
Harry himself was very uncomfortable with being touched as a general rule few select people aside, and his gene donores repulsed him....ok he was exaggerating but he truthfully no longer yearned for a comforting hug from them, he was afraid that ship had sailed, somtimes he would wonder if he had ever been loved but then he would shake away such idealistic thoughts, he was no longer a child, he was a king and he would be the best and rule fairly all else would conform, harry would make sure of it, if they were so desperate to sit back and allow a child to fight for them then harry wold just have to destroy this world and remake it in his desires.

No one else noticed the paper plane fly itself into the window and perch on harry's knee, the teen tucked it into his pocket and waited patently to open it when he was away from the nosy fowl.
Long manicured nails lightly tapping the armrest, harry wanted to snort the old man was still pushing for nonlethas.
They were at war but heaven forbid they hurt one another.
Harry doubted that the death eaters would play by the old mans rules.
Even harry who had only read books on warfare knew this was stupid.
He couldn't believe that all the auroras in the room agreed with this...this...stupidity.