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There was a small pop and the same House Elf from the day before appeared in the room. Its large eyes sought out Harry. “Master Lucius is wondering if Master Potter is wanting to invite any relatives for dinner tonight, sir,” it squeaked out unsurely.

Harry blanched. The Dursleys…here? Death Eater or not, if the Dursleys actually came to Malfoy Manor, Lucius Malfoy would kill them before they got to the main course. And though it would be rather funny to see their expressions at his current living arrangements… no it would be better not to invite them.

Draco and Harry walked into the dining room (the large one) that night to see that Lucius was not the only one waiting for them. Harry almost ran into Draco as he stopped dead right inside the door.

“Hello Mother.” Harry heard him say. Mother? Harry looked around Draco’s shoulder to see that Narcissa Malfoy was standing a little to the right of Lucius.

“Hello Draco dear.” Her voice was sickly sweet. As Draco moved into the room, she saw Harry behind him. “And Harry too. I didn’t know you were staying here.” A quick look at Lucius which Harry did not like and she continued. “If I’d known I would have bought you a present too.”

“Please don’t worry about it, Mrs. Malfoy.” Harry managed to get out, noticing the tension that seemed to be radiating off the two male Malfoys. Something was wrong here and Harry wasn’t quite sure what yet.

Dinner was not the most pleasant of affairs, even though an outsider would not have known were one to be watching somehow. Harry was surprised at how well all of the Malfoy family could act, as it was obvious that Narcissa’s visit was not planned or wanted by the other two. Yet, they were all painstakingly cordial to each other. He was very happy when dinner was over and Draco asked if Harry and he could be excused from the table.

“Oh of course dears, run along.” Narcissa said with one of her smiles that never seemed to reach her eyes.

Draco seemed to ignore Harry after they left the room and Harry could tell this was not a good night for questions. If he wanted some answers he would have to find out himself. Draco had long since disappeared towards their rooms and Harry heard the scraping of chairs against the floor that meant the other two Malfoys were getting up from the table. No time to get the invisibility cloak now.

Harry slipped into one of the alcoves far from the doorway and gave silent thanks to whichever Malfoy it was that liked dark corners and had made this particular hall with many of them.

Lucius and Narcissa entered the hall a few minutes later, neither saying a word or looking as pleasant as they had a few minutes ago when he and Draco had been in the room. Lucius led the way down the hall towards the door that Draco had said was his study. Only when both of them had entered the room, did Harry move from his hiding place to one closer to the open doorway, behind a large statue of a sphinx.

Harry jumped slightly as a voice whispered in his ear:

“It seems we had the same idea.”

Harry nodded, looking at Draco who had appeared at his side. “Can we hear what’s going on in his study from here?”

“As long as they keep the door open.”

Draco settled in the alcove next to Harry behind the sphinx statue and they both waited for one of the elder Malfoys to speak.

“Lucius, I didn’t just come here to see Draco.”

“I gathered as much.”