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“Exactly. And here I thought I had a week or so free from her presence.”

Harry flopped on the bed. “Pansy can’t be that bad.”

The look Draco gave him could have melted iron. “You have no idea.”

Harry looked at the ceiling for a minute before a thought came to him. “I don’t have to go to this thing, do I?”

“Not unless you want to go as my significant other.” Draco replied, a sarcastic smile forming “Because that’s the only way you’d be invited.”

“Ah…good. Then I won’t have to worry about where I packed my dress robes.”

Harry wondered exactly what he could really do with both Malfoys out of the house. He supposed they didn’t care that he was left there because the House Elves would make sure that nothing was out of its proper place when they got back, but he still wasn’t comfortable with it. He began walking back to his room to find something to do. He didn’t get very far.

“Left riff-raff alone in the house did they? My son will never understand proper decorum,” a snide voice on his right spoke.

Harry turned to see a picture of a stately man with blond hair slicked back so it made him look like a vampire. He had steely grey eyes, almost cat-like in their perusal of Harry. Harry got a distinct feel of Lucius from this man, but Lucius didn’t have the same nose or chin as this person.

“Well, don’t just stand there boy. Tell me who my son has let walk about unchecked so that I may properly address the matter with him later.”

It all clicked. This was Lucius Malfoy’s father. Somehow Harry got the feeling that this man could be worse than Lucius if he put his mind to it.

“My name is Harry Potter sir.” Harry gave a little bow as he said so and, lying through his teeth, continued. “I’m sorry for my appearance I haven’t had time to change out of the school uniform yet.” He figured that he should at least try to get on the portrait’s good side…if it had one.

The man’s lip curled. “Yes, they certainly have to change that. Ever since Lucius went to school the uniform has been absolutely horrid. A result of allowing muggles into the school. They don’t have the same background as the old wizarding families. Horrid. Just horrid.”

Harry didn’t know exactly what was horrid, the muggles in the school or the uniform because of allowing muggles in the school, so he didn’t dare comment. After all, he didn’t want all of the pictures in Malfoy Manor to hate him…that would be so very annoying and he doubted Draco would allow him to burn them all…

“But I haven’t seen you around the Manor, Potter was it?”

“Yes sir. I just came for Christmas break sir.”

Lucius’ father frowned. “And he let one of Draco’s friends have free reign of the Manor?” The man shook his head as if his son was a hopeless case.

“Not exactly sir.” A sharp look from the man made Harry continue. “I am Veriae- bonded to Draco, sir.”

“Ah, so Lucius passed down that blood did he?”