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King of the Fairies
June 2007 *******
Lucius is the King of the Fairies and Harry a child who has grown up with relatives in the forest. One day Harry helps the king and receives a favor when you need met. Lucius finds a way that Harry be please include them. *******
Harry Potter characters belong to JK Rowling. *******
was too exhausted and would soon have to be dropped somewhere, a petal would be nice, but not a single flower near. "Damn." moaned. Their delicate wings fluttered colors hard to retrieve the height that had just lost. The wind apparently was not going to help this time. ; His gray eyes searched everywhere trying to find a place to rest before continuing their journey but found nothing.
Suddenly a dark mass appeared on his way and had no time to dodge, colliding with it.
was soft and tried to latch on but eventually was slipping, without the strength to continue hovering. Was prepared for the coup against litter the forest when fall but instead, something warm and fluffy stopped his fall.
When he finally regain some composure, felt the pain he caused one of its wings. Apparently it had turned to fall. Cursed softly before looking up and see where it was that had fallen. His surprise was more to find a huge green eyes watching him closely. "A human." He whispered and his first instinct was to fly again despite his wounds. All I did was slip where was but the fall was arrested again.
"Do not move much, you could fall down and hurt you." I said a childish voice. This once ruled over their impulses to take flight and paid attention to the human. "Hello, my name is Harry Potter. "
" Harry Potter ... "whispered the tiny being as he tried to stand and failed.
"What's wrong?" Are you hurt? "The boy asked with concern.
"Yes, I am hurt.'m Lucius, King of the Fairies and if you help me I will grant you one wish." He said with all the formality of his wounds allowed him and not knowing if the human child would understand.
"A king ... go." Excited the child exclaimed. "How I can help you?" He asked and proceeded to tell Lucius what he needed to heal and serve. Their fears of a child human could unknowingly damage were unfounded because the child he attended as delicately as their little hands allowed. Three days later, Lucius, King of the Fairies, he was able to fly and return to his kingdom.
"Thanks, Harry Potter." He told the third day, bowing in gratitude while standing on the sill of the humble wooden window. "I promised you a wish if I helped. Do you know what you ask for?"
In these three days, Lucius had discovered that the child was an orphan and lived with his uncles in a humble cottage. I had a cousin a few years older who went to the forest every day and trying to collect firewood while his uncle went to market and did their business. There was a very happy family but it was all that the child was and was happy with it.
"I ... I do not know what to order. "
" So ... I'll be in your debt. In a year you come back and ask again what you want. If by the year you discover what you want, just call me and I'll be by your side as soon as you do. "That said, the king took flight and left the window.
For seven years the King Lucius was next to the child returning back with a negative response to that was the year number eight.
"Where is that boy?" Lucius was asked only to the cabin and find it empty. Suddenly his mind went hundreds of scenarios to justify the absence of the child. An accident, a move perhaps be ill. Without knowing what your heart raced and began to flutter by around the house. The woman who usually attended the child was cooking, the cousin who always saw him was in a room. After several minutes and still seeing things from the child were in her room decided to go a little further, where there was a small hut that served as a shower.
never been approached had it not been for the concern but when he heard a familiar voice humming her face lit up and sighed with relief. It ran up and tried to find some crack to enter. By not see any decided peek at the top, where indeed tables for small gabled roof was a good space for ventilation.
"Little Harry ..." He started to say but ran out of words. There, with wet hair and a body that in no way corresponded to the child who was remembered Lucius Harry Potter, the young man. I was leaning over the wet tables to see better when the young man, alerted by his voice turned to look where the sound came. Just at that moment the worthy King Lucius slipped from the tables.
With a quick movement the young man caught in the air and smiled. "Lucius King of the Fairies. Have you come to know what I want?" The young man's hands wet moist also the delicate wings of the King , their clothes and hair. When he tried to stand only heard a musical laugh very close to him.
"Harry!" I demand that you release me right now. "The girl lost smile and then look for a dry place inside the small room he put it in carefully.
"Sorry ... Your Highness." He apologized immediately. "But I have good news. I've decided what I want to ask. I do not have to come next year and leave his enchanted palace .
Lucius, trying to tidy up their wings completely stopped and turned to see the young man who had taken a towel and her hair began to dry slowly. I never thought of that. so used was to visit once a year had not thought of that when asked desire, and not have the opportunity to leave his palace to see him. ... Because the truth was that Lucius was waiting for the day to come and visit with anxiety while silenced his conscience by saying that humans lived so little that it might happen that child never ask his wish if he was not outstanding, remaining in perpetual debt.
"And ... what have you decided?" He asked when he could recover his voice. The young man put the towel around his waist, covering himself and took his clothes where he had left and then extend his hand to Lucius knowing with wet wings could not follow. King climbed into his hand and sat on it now it was dry.
"When I helped her majesty did not come with the intention of receiving a desire to change. With him thanks and I recovered enough to be happy. If your Highness thinks is right, I ask the same change. "
" Would you ask the same change? How can that be a wish? "asked the king a little confused.
"If I ever lost in the woods ... or if you ever need someone I attend, I want the King of the Fairies help me as your heart desires and my thanks enough to pay for such entertainment as there would be nothing with which to pay your help. "
Lucius was silent for a while, trying to process what had just told the young man and what that meant. He was well until I felt shake and shame him up into his face. He was inconsiderate of you to have the young man waiting for his response halfway house, with only a towel and her hair still wet. Pescaria a cold if did not hurry. "Right." answered shakily. "So ... Harry Potter. Your desire has been granted. "He stood on the warm hand not knowing how to say goodbye to the young which had visited many times when Harry smiled.
"Highness," I would be honored to have tea with me? "He asked knowing how much he liked the tea to the king. Lucius recovered his face relaxed and he nodded with a graceful inclination before picking up the flight wait for the girl in her room without her aunt realized his presence.
Upon arrival, Harry had just removed the towel and the king's gray eyes turned to admire the human body from a better angle. He sat on a rustic table beside the bed, one hand on the chin observed dreamy eyed every single move of the young. When he was finally dressed the young man left the room again and returned with hot water, a cup, a tea bag, sugar and a rustic wooden spoons. The tea smoked significantly when put on the table, away from the king. Then, as if it were a treasure, took a handkerchief from under his pillow and opened against the monarch. Lucius smiled
pleased to see a porcelain cup size with a plaque and a silver spoon. "This is ... a gift for you, Your Highness. "said the young man almost in a whisper as he filled his own cup and put in a teabag. When he was ready and after a little sweetness poured a little in the porcelain cup straight from the cup.
drank tea and ate some cookies that Harry's aunt had prepared. After that, the young wife wiped the cup and spoon thoroughly before wrapping them in a small piece of purple silk that King did not know where he might have out but it was there. In the small piece wrapped cup saucer and spoon, and soon he was waving his hand in farewell.
"Until next time, Harry Potter."
"Until next time, Your Highness."
Melancholy in the huge green eyes was evident, but apparently the girl had matured enough to not let it become into something more. For some reason I did not understand, King felt proud and without further delay, went out the window, gift in hand while watching the young man with dreamy eyes. "Come back when you want." whispered the young man when the flickering wings of King disappeared from his sight. *******
A month had passed since King last visited the boy in the woods, a month during which his nights had been full of sweet dreams, all featuring a young man with green eyes.
His advisers began to worry when he saw the dreamy look in his gray eyes of the beautiful monarch and tried to find out who was the cause of this look. But the King was not letting go, not even during those eight years was released garment and nobody dared to question their annual output.
was a day of that first month he heard the call of the young. It was urgent even though it was barely a whisper. It was a call Lucius anxious and hurried as fast as he allowed his regal wings. The call of the young man took him to the woods. There, in front of the girl, a wolf lay dead, struck by the young man's ax. Harry watched
even the animal, lying at the foot of a tree, holding his shoulder, ax in hand. "Harry!" Exclaimed the king came to his side. The young man looked up.
"Sorry." It was the first thing I said is that in his annual visits King had told him how the fates lived in peace and harmony with the creatures of the forest, including wolves. "It seems he was very hungry." He said between gasps of pain.
little that Lucius could see with the naked eye was not good. He had a wound on his right shoulder and leg as well could see the blood accumulated in the shirt on the left side. The forearms were also scratched and apparently just escaped from the jaws of the animal to judge from the marks around his neck on the same side of the shoulder lacerated.
were too many wounds to heal himself and really think before he concentrated his magic and the boy's body was diminishing. He took off his coat and real she wrapped the boy, leaving the bloody clothes in place, close to the ax and the tree. What then charged with insurance against his chest Harry hurried back to his palace. *******
Harry awoke from fluffy pillows of the softest material. With all his body aching and moaned slightly. Immediately someone was at her side holding her hand. He tried to get away but a melodious voice reassured him that he knew. "King Lucius?" whispered opening her eyes in surprise.
"Harry Potter, you're safe."
"But ... you're my size." Surprised even cried.
"No, you're my size. And if you have thought you were beautiful Now I think you are magnificent." The young man blushed slightly, was the first time someone said those words. "The Sorry, sorry. Just you and I
RECOVERING
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