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Okay With It	By : Aerobabe9268 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3107 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This story is Dedicated to Aenaris because, it was her wonderful prompt that inspired this story :D Thanks Ana!

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Warning: Slash and Triad :D

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Everything was a blur as James watched his son rush around the house in a flurry of motion. "Dad, where's my favorite blue jeans?" Was shouted down the stairs as he heard Harry's bedroom door open. Shaking his head in amusement he glanced up the stairs.

"Second drawer down!" The sound of footsteps followed and the scraping of a drawer opening. Curses flowed down the stairs making James chuckle as he started up them.

"Thank you!" Harry called as he jerked the dark slender made jeans out of the drawer with a grin. Hopping slightly, trying not to over balance he pulled them up his slim legs and over his hips. Slipping a black belt through the loops, he buckled the silver buckle and walked to his closet.

Shuffling through the hangers of clothes he went immediately to his greens, sorting through the different fabrics and designs. "So, where is he taking you tonight?" Looking over his shoulder, Harry found his dad standing in the doorway with a grin on his face.

"Rosalinda's," Harry smiled as he found the shirt that he was looking for. A slim fitting three quarter sleeved toga wrap around that fell to mid thigh. He carefully pulled it on, being sure not to over stretch the fabric and closed his closet. Turning he made his way back into his bathroom.

Steam still covered the mirror and he wiped away what he could with the hand towel. Shaking his head he waved his wand at his still wet hair muttering the charm that his boyfriend had taught him. His tresses immediately fell in a 'just fucked' look that he knew Draco loved.

After brushing his teeth the muggle way he applied a deoderant charm and left the bathroom. He picked up a blue tinted bottle that sat on his night stand and sprayed it across his neck. "That the colonge that Draco got you for your birthday?"

"Yeah, it's his favorite. Says that it reminds him of me." Sandlewood and lilac rose to his nose and he inhaled the scent of the mist deeply. It reminded him of Draco as well. Sandlewood for Draco, lilac for himself.

Chuckling James watched as his son let himself enjoy the perfume for just a few moments too long. "You'll be back by..." He trailed off, backing up to let Harry out of the room and followed the shorter boy down the stairs.

While Harry had gained his fathers dark hair and skin tone, he had also gained his mothers stature and eyes. "By eleven, dad." A ring sounded through the house just as Harry reached the bottom of the stairs and he took off for the door.

James smiled softly as he heard the door open and Harry throw himself at the blonde he knew was on the other side. They really do make a good couple, he thought as he made his way into the foyer. "Are you ready to go?" He heard Draco say as the two came into view

Taking a breathe, Harry nodded with a grin, arms still wrapped around the taller boys shoulders. "Yeah, just let me get my shoes on." The brunette slipped on the white converses that sat beside the door.

Looking over the boys, James couldn't help but, noticed the differences in them. While Harry was no taller than five foot six, Draco was at a towering six foot two. Draco's skin was translucently pale, his hair an almost white blonde, and had the lightest of blue eyes.

White slacks graced the blondes legs as a navy blue polo shirt was worn to match the black tennis shoes. While his face remained almost emotionless and calm, his eyes showed just how happy he was to see his smaller boyfriend.

"Alright, I'll have him back by eleven Mr. Potter," James just smiled at Draco as the boy took Harry's hand and led him out the door. No matter how many times he told the blonde to call him James, he still called him Mr. Potter. Closing the door behind them he thought ruefully, Merlin I feel old.

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Sighing James sat back on the couch basking in the rare silence of the house. It wasn't often during the summer that he got a moment of peace. And, now that he had it? I'm so fucking bored, he groaned as he ran his hands through his hair, tugging at it gently.

At that moment his stomach grumbled and he groaned again. Harry was the cook in the house and James knew that he'd be surviving on crackers and water until the boy got back. Standing, he walked into the kitchen to see what he could scrumage together.

Fifteen minutes later he sat down to a messily made peanut butter sandwhich and muggle potatoe chips with pumpkin juice. Half way through his food a chip went down his throat the wrong way, scratching down his esophagus painfully, bringing water to his eyes.

Coughing James gulped down his pumpkin juice to help the chip pass down quicker. Once it was gone he breathed deeply and carefully swallowed, wincing as pricks of pain ran up the inside of his throat. Merlin, that fucking hurts.

It was then, as he sipped the coldness of his drink to sooth the sting, that the prominent throbing in his groin called in his attention. He bit his lip harshly, almost bringing blood, as he realized that he'd almost gotten off on an array potatoe chip.

When the problem wouldn't go away, James looked at the clock with a slightly hopeful expression. It's only six thirty, James thought as he easily stood from the table and went towards the floo, We have time.

Throwing some powder into the fireplace he leaned in to watch as the blue flames leapt to life, "Black Residence." Moments later Sirius' face popped into the floo and James smiled at the man in a way that he knew was seductive, "Harry's out of the house, Come over?"

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Harry walked up the steps to the back door of his house Draco's hand in his. "I'm really sorry about tonight." He squeezed his boyfriends hand and gave him a forgiving smile. Though blue eyes continued to look down at him regret. "I should have checked the reservations."

"It's okay, Dray. I promise. I'll just cook us up something here." A small smile came to Draco's sharp features and Harry unlocked the door, letting them inside. Locking the door behind them, they toed off their shoes and made their way through the house towards the kitchen. "I wonder where dad went. All the lights are off."

Casting a tempus charm Draco followed the shorter boy down the main hallway. "It's only seven," He muttered as the turned a corner down another hall. Three doorways down a faint light flooded out of the room and Harry rose an eyebrow. "He's still here?"

"Maybe he just accidently left the refridgerator door open?" Blinking, the brunette guessed as the two stepped into the kitchen. The refridgerator door was standing wide open and there was a sound of someone rummaging through the shelves. "Dad?"

Raising an eyebrow Harry flicked his wand, turning the lights on. Silence echoed through the room as the sounds of jars moved stopped and after a few seconds a head peeked out of behind the door. Harry's eyes widened as the face of his godfather faced him.

"Sirius? What are you doing here? Did dad invite you over?" For a moment it seemed as though the raven haired man had lost the ability to speak and Harry adopted a concerned look. "Siri? You okay?" When he stepped foward, Sirius seemed to break out of the stupor that he had been in.

A panicked look came to his eyes as he called out almost frantically, "No, just stay over there Harry!" Freezing Harry felt Draco run into his back having moved to follow him. Eyes wide Harry walked foward quickly.

"Oh my Merlin, What's wrong? Let me see!" Harry slammed the refridgerator door shut, thinking the worst when his godfather tried to keep him away. Shock coursed through Harry's veins as Sirius' full appearance was revealed and he took a step back, his mouth hanging open.

Worried at his boyfriends sudden behavior Draco looked over Harry's shoulder. For the first time in a long time, his facade' dropped as he took on a look of shocked horror. His blue eyes widened as they took in what exactly the ex-Gryfindor was wearing.

"Oh my muggle God." He muttered raising a hand to cover his eyes trying desperately to erase the images from his mind. Sirius gulped as he glanced down at his own scantly clad form. A small leather vest covered his chest tied together delicately in the front with tight leather chaps with nothing to cover his free hanging cock or ass.

Footsteps echoed through the hall calling Harry's attention to the door. Moments later his potions proffessor, Severus Snape, stepped through the door in a pair of very short red shorts, that did nothing to hide his straining erection, and a top made of black strips of leather making a harness. In his hand he held a small silver object that once Harry looked again, was a dagger.

Then, his father stepped through the door and Harry couldn't hold back the gasp of horror that escaped his throat. Beside him he heard Draco groan in embarrassment and mutter about never coming back before the promised time again. Arrangements be damned. Shaking his head slightly, gripping his eyes shut, he couldn't help but, find himself agreeing.

James watched as his son closed his eyes as if trying to take himself back in time thirty minutes and to not come home before eleven. Not that I blame him, he thought as he realized that he was standing completely nude in front of his son and his boyfriend.

Short bleeding cuts lined his chest and abdomen, deep purple welts adorned his back, and scorching red burns patterned his thighs. Gulping he realized that there was no hiding just what he and his lovers had been doing. He was going to have to explain this one way or another.

It was several long silent nerve wracking minutes later that Harry finally gathered the breathe to speak. "I want the three of you to go get dressed," No one moved to protest as the boy continued, "Dad, you will heal those," They knew what he meant, "Then, you will all met Draco and I, in the library."

"Can I have some scotch?" The statement brought a smile to Harry's face as he took Draco's hand in his, entwining their fingers.

"Yes, I need one as well." He pulled the blonde towards the door, who still hadn't removed his hand from his eyes, "You all have ten minutes." With that said Harry left the kitchen, leading his boyfriend through the house, up the stairs, and to the library.

James immediately left the room heading for his bedroom that was just down the hall, knowing that his lovers would follow him. As quickly as he could he waved his wand over his body, healing himself of the wounds that mared his front. Tingling ran under the skin of his back and he looked over his shoulder to find Severus healing the welts.

Giving the man a small smile James pulled on his clothes from earlier with a roughness that showed he was in a hurry. By the time he had straightened himself out, Sirius and Severus were standing in normal clothes by the door. He paused before he left the door with a nervous expression across his features, "What if he doesn't except this?"

A moment passed before Severus stepped forward pulling the shorter man into his arms. "I think that you've raised an open minded child and that if your happy with it, then he will be too." Glancing at Sirius from the embrace, the raven haired man nodded with a smile and leaned forward pecking him on the lips.

"Let's go," Sirius said knowing full well that if they were late that Harry wouldn't be as calm as he was earlier. Together, the three men went to meet the boys, not completely sure that they were prepared for the conversation that was about to take place.

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Draco held his smaller boyfriend in his lap, letting the boy snuggle up again his chest as he reclined in the plush arm chair that sat across from a couch. They each held a glass of scotch, both sipping at the warm liquor in a comfortable silence.

"Why didn't he tell me?" He winced at the hurt that laced Harry's voice and Draco wanted nothing more than to destroy the source of that pain. That source being his father or not. Tightening his arms around the brunette, he leaned his head against Harry's.

Taking a moment to choose his words carefully Draco answered, "Maybe he was afraid of how his only child would react?" Biting laughter escaped Harry as he smiled sarcastically.

"To what? That he's bisexual?" Sighing, Draco took another sip of his drink, reveling at the heat that trailed down his throat.

"That. And, the fact that he's with two other men." Quiet washed over them again and thoughts raced through Harry's head. Wondering if his father really thought that. And, why he thought that if he did.

Groaning Harry, buried his face into the crook of Draco's neck after downing the rest of his drink. "He should already know that I would accept it. He raised me to be non-biased towards these kinds of things. If he's happy then, what should it matter?"

Smiling slightly at Harry's words, the blonde held the shorter boy to him tightly. "Maybe you should tell him that then."

Their eyes drifted to the door as shuffling sounded and the three men trickled into the room in an almost solemn state. James sat in the middle of the couch with Sirius and Severus sitting on either side of him. He watched his son who didn't move from his place on Draco's lap waiting for the first inquiry.

"When?" Smiling smally, James knew what Harry was talking about even as slight confusion drifted through the expressions of the other three in the room.

"When you were five." Harry nodded before moving straight on to the next question.

Emermald eyes, Lily's eyes, James thought, looked at him with curiosity instead of the resentment he expected. "Sirius and Proffessor Snape?"

"Yes," There was no other clarification needed as Harry nodded once more.

"And," He paused as he felt Draco's thumbs rub in a comforting way at his hips, "You're happy?"

Sighing with a smile that answered the question for him, James stated needlessly, "Yes, I am."

An understanding smile came to Harry's features, "Alright. I'd rather not hear about the other part though." Again James knew exactly what his son was refering to and this time so did the others.

"So, you did know what was going on." A part of him mourned for his sons seemingly lost innocence when he nodded, face going a bright red. Beside him Sirius had a wicked glint in his eyes and before James could stop him, he had spoken.

"And, just where did you learn about sadomasochism, Harry?" The red that had spread across Harry's cheeks flushed his entire face, back to his ears, traveling down his neck and disappeared into his shirt collar.

Draco just smirked and before Harry had the chance to slap a hand over his mouth the words were out, "Let's just say, Like father, Like son." James eyes widened as Sirius burst into surprised laughter unable to stop himself.

A sharp elbow to the ribs had Draco's breathe leaving him in a huff as Harry glared at him accusingly. "You, Harry, you?" Emerald eyes looked to his father, who just couldn't get the words across correctly. Turning the glare on his father then, Harry became defensive.

"So do you, obviously!" Severus chuckled as his smaller lovers face instantly went red at his sons words. Blue eyes trained on him at the sound and Draco rose an eyebrow having caught his breathe.

"Proffessor Snape," The blonde muttered catching the ebony eyed mans attention, "A Potter and A Black?" It was teasing and the older man knew it. So, there was no anger in the next comment, just sarcasm.

Giving his favorite student a slight glare, Severus muttered, "Mr. Malfoy, kindly shut the fuck up." This time Draco was the one startled into laughter, as contained as it was.

Sighing Harry got up from Draco's lap, taking the boys hand and pulling him up with him. "We're going back out to find something for dinner." Harry pointed at Sirius and Severus. "You two will be gone by the time we get back." A look was directed at his father. "This house will be sanitized after you're finished."

"Come on, Harry," Draco muttered into his hair gently pulling at his hand, "Hungry." Smiling at his boyfriends behavior Harry nodded turning once more to the men.

"Alright, have fun." With a last wink, Harry let Draco take him from the room walking swiftly for the front door. Locking it behind them on the way out.

Severus waited until he heard the front door click shut before he looked to his lovers. After a moment he leaned forward claiming James' lips in a harsh kiss, biting harshly at the bottom lip not bothering to sooth the pain. A moan escaped the mans mouth as Severus ravaged him and Sirius latched onto James' neck sucking and nipping harshly.

Pushing them back slightly James blinked his eyes opened, lust clear within them. "Let's take this to the bedroom." Smirking his lovers half carried and half drug him back down stairs, shedding their clothes along the way.

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With a wave Harry smiled as he watched Draco apparate away back to Malfoy Manor. Sighing he let himself in the house noticing that all of the lights were now on and he could hear his fathers 80's music playing from the living room. "Dad?" He called into the house.

"In here Harry!" Was called back and Harry walked into the living room to find his father sitting on the couch in his pajamas reading a book. "How was the rest of your date?" James asked as his son came over and sat beside him on the couch laying over on his shoulder.

"It turned out nicely. We walked through the park and ate at one of those stands that are always set up." Smiling at the image of Draco sitting on a park bench trying to eat a hot dog, James snorted. A comfortable silence envolped them as Harry started to read as his father did.

"I really am sorry that you had to find out this way." Looking up into his fathers hazel eyes Harry just smiled in a forgiving way like he had with Draco earlier that night. Sometimes his father and boyfriend could be so much alike.

Grinning at the guilt that seemed meshed in James' eyes, Harry muttered, "It's alright. I'm okay with it. As long as your happy, I'm happy." They were almost the exact words that Severus had spoken and it made James smile back.

"Thank you." Harry laughed bringing the man into a tight hug, setting himself on his lap.

"No problem." And, just like that, they were okay again. Even if they weren't not okay to begin with.

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"So, He was completely okay with everything after we left?" Sirius questioned over his morning cup of coffee. It was just after ten and James had come over for breakfast considering that Harry had gone out with Draco.

"Yes," James' stated simply taking a bite of the toast smothered in marmalade. "He's completely fine with it." Over the edge of Severus' paper he could tell that the man with smirking at the line of conversation.

Smiling, Sirius just went back to his coffee as they finished their food. "What is the plan for today?" This seemed to be the opportune moment because, Severus spoke up.

"Well, I've just gotten a new type of branding iron." Lust flashed through James' eyes at the words as his lovers eyes fell on him awaiting his reaction. Shakily putting down his fork, he swiftly stood from the table.

"When you two are finished eating I'll be in the bedroom." He said with a shiver making his way out of the room, already stripping himself of his shirt.

"Branding iron, Sev?" Sirius questioned as he put his coffee mug down, standing from the table. The man smirked as he folded up his news paper neatly laying it on the kitchen counter.

Walking up the stairs he turned back slightly to answer, "I thought that it would be nice to try something new. Can you start the fire?" Shudders ran up Sirius' spine as he nodded. They were gonna have a good time to say the least.

Opening the door to the bedroom, they found James stripped of all his clothing laying against the dark silk sheets. Desire rose to the surface with a hard push and the bedroom door was slammed shut behind them. Yes, they would have some fun.

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I hope that you all liked it :) I had a time writing it :) Thank you again to Aenaris for the prompt! Review please! :D
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