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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Two	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4232 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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(U)Chapter Nine(U)

Slowly, over so slowly Harry lowered Jacob to the ground, leaving the teenager struck in his awkward house climbing pose, tipping forwards on his bent knees, his nose pressing against the floor painfully.

"Still think you're too dangerous for us, Jacob?" Draco asked with a laugh. Of couldn't Jacob couldn't reply, paralysed like he was. "And just in case you were wondering these spells will work just as well when you're a wolf."

"Will they?" Harry asked in surprise, "I thought it only worked on people…"

"No. You've obviously never tried it on something else have you?" Draco asked and Harry shook his head, "Neither have I but I've seen it done. How do you think the Dark Lord set them on people when they were in the control of the moon. They certainly didn't take wolfsbane. He'd paralyse them, levitate them and then let them do his dirty work."

"Enough Draco," Harry said softly.

"Sorry," Draco apologised, "More than you wanted to know?"

"No, more than he needed to know," Harry looked down at Jacob. "I'm going to release you so we can talk properly. (I)Finite Incantatum.(I)"

"Whoa!" Jacob gasped suddenly as his body was released, crumpling into a heap on the floor, his face scraping along the carpet and giving him a nasty carpet burn on his cheek and chin.

"Oops," Harry muttered, "Sorry Jacob, I should have put you on your back."

"That sounds rude," Draco snorted.

"Only to those with filthy minds," Harry said, adding a glare for good measure as his cheeks blushed. Jacob, surprisingly was blushing too and Draco wondered if it was because he wanted to be on his back for Harry in the dodgy way…

"Hey, I'm a picture of perfect innocence!" Draco protested with a laugh.

"Pictures can be deceiving," Harry pointed out, "Are you ok Jacob?"

"I'm fine. I heal fast," already the carpet burn looked better, "H-How did you do all that? The window and paralysing me and…"

"Magic," Draco said, waving his wand in his hand, "We did tell you we were wizards. Don't tell me you're memory is that bad."

"No, my memory is fine. It's just we thought…well I mean I thought…I didn't expect…" Jacob mumbled, still sitting on the floor as the two wizards stood over him making him feel very small for the first time in a long while.

"Didn't expect what?" Harry asked.

"Well…you're powerful," Jacob mumbled.

"Yes. What (B)did(B) you expect?" Draco asked.

"Honestly?" Jacob asked, his cheeks flaming red with embarrassment, "Abracadabra and bunny rabbits."

"Abracadabra?" Draco asked, his eyebrow arching. Harry began to laugh. "What on earth is Abracadabra?" the pure blood wizard asked.

"It's the word that muggle magicians say before pulling a white bunny out of a hat or making someone disappear through a cunningly concealed trap door," Harry chuckled before looking down at Jacob, "And Jacob, that's a magician, not a wizard. Wizards are something very different."

"I'm beginning to see that," Jacob mumbled.

"I should hope so," Harry said, "Those spells we used on you? The ones that you just called powerful? We were taught them when we were eleven and were beginning our magical training."

"You're kidding," Jacob gasped.

"Nope, first year spells," Draco snorted, "Very simple."

"But…"

"You want to see a seventh year spell?" Draco offered.

"Yes…" Jacob said slowly, worrying that he would end up hurt somehow.

"This is called Apparation. You learn it when you turn seventeen as there is an age restriction for safety," Draco explained as he walked over and shut the door before walking back to the still open window. Fixing his gaze of Jacob's he held his wand aloft, mumbled the appropriate spell and disappeared with a pop.

"Shit!" Jacob gasped, jumping to his feet, "Where did he go?"

"Not through a trap door in the floor," Harry chuckled just as a knock came on the door, "Go on Jacob. Answer it." Slowly Jacob walked across the room and turned the handle.

"Hello," Draco grinned at him.

"Shit," Jacob repeated the curse.

"That is a seventh year spell but there are still much more powerful ones out there," Draco explained as he stepped back into his bedroom, "There's one that could kill you where you stand even before you said 'help' but I won't be demonstrating that one as it is against the law."

"Oh…good," Jacob mumbled.

"Not to ruin the nice and light mood we have going on here but…well what are you doing here? You said that…well you said that you didn't want to be friends with me…with us any more," Harry said softly, hugging himself almost subconsciously. Draco moved to stand beside him, reaching out with a gentle hand to squeeze Harry's shoulder.

"Um yes, I did say that," Jacob coughed awkwardly, "I was obeying my alpha's orders."

"That's the black wolf right?" Harry asked softly.

"Sam, yeah, the one you spoke to about a treaty," Jacob mumbled, "He's decided that the pack is too dangerous for normal people to be friends with."

"But we aren't normal," Harry pointed out.

"I know but…well he ordered me and I couldn't disobey him," Jacob said softly, "A pack member cannot disobey his alpha…"

"And yet here you are," Draco murmured.

"Yes," Jacob coughed, "Well you see I…I couldn't stop thinking about you-and Bella," he added on quickly, looking away from Harry sharply, "I don't see why I can't be friends with you or her. You know about the vampires and about us and you are…well yes. And Bella…well she's innocent but I'd never hurt her and…"

"Bella knew about the vampires," Draco pointed out, "She was dating one of them after all. She knew all about them."

"Does she know about you?" Jacob asked, taking the news well as it wasn't really that much of a surprise. After all as Draco had said she'd been dating that filthy bloodsucker, she must have noticed the fact that he wasn't normal.

"No. We haven't told her yet," Draco mumbled.

"Why not?" Jacob asked.

"She's just had vampires. She's about to have werewolves, trust me, she'll figure it out. She doesn't need wizards and witches on top of that. Not yet anyway," Draco sighed.

"So you just…changed your mind?" Harry asked.

"Yes," Jacob nodded, "I want to be your friend and Bella's friend and I want to know Teddy," Jacob said quietly, "And I told Sam this and I…well I disobeyed him. He's angry but he'll calm down eventually, I think he'll calm down about it when he sees just home powerful you are."

"He shouldn't have changed his mind anyway," Draco muttered a little angrily, "About our friendship. Harry did a wizard's promise. They can't be broken or at least we can't break them. Apparently you lot can."

"Draco," Harry said softly, "He's just doing what he thinks is right."

"But Harry…"

"No," Harry shushed him, "I think I'd do the same. After all we never confirmed that we weren't a threat."

"What?" Draco asked.

"Well we didn't, did we?" Harry asked him, "I mean we talked about why we were hiding and the fact that I was on the good side and we actually admitted that you weren't always on the good side so…yeah. I can sort of understand. Sort of."

"I can't," Draco growled, "A promise of friendship, especially a Wizarding promise should not be broken under any circumstances." As a pure blood Draco had been brought up with very firm beliefs about Wizarding Promises and Bonds and Oaths. Harry wasn't so committed to tradition.

"Like Jacob said, we just need to give Sam time and show him that we are good wizards," Harry said to the blond teen before turning back to Jacob, "Right?"

"Right," Jacob smiled a very dashing smile.

"Cool," Harry smiled back, his cheeks turning pink.

"Oh dear, save me from this romantic nonsense," Draco muttered.

"Huh?" Jacob asked as Harry blushed even deeper. Yes, he'd been having romantic thoughts about having that smile aimed at him for a very different reason…like on a date.

"You two with the flirty smiles and the flirty eyes and…"

"Draco shut up now," Harry ordered.

"Flirty?" Jacob asked softly.

Harry was saved from answering and from further embarrassment by Teddy screaming downstairs. Turning he rushed from the room, his feet pounding down the stairs as he rushed down to comfort Teddy from what everyone assumed had been a nightmare.

"He likes you," Draco said calmly.

"Oh," Jacob mumbled.

"Do you like him or Bella?" Draco was blunt.

"I-" Jacob trailed off, his eyes widening in shock, "Him…" he finally admitted, "But don't tell him."

"I wont," Draco said, "That's for you to do. But I tell you this, hurt him and I'll break that law I spoke of earlier and you'll find yourself in doggy heaven. Got it?"

"Got it," Jacob nodded.

"Good," Draco smiled at him.

"I should go," Jacob said, heading back to the still open window, "Tell Harry I said bye and that I'll be in touch."

"Ok," Draco nodded, "Oh and Jacob?" Draco called across the room as the big teen started climbing out the window, "Talk to Bella. She was really hurt."

"I know. That's where I'm headed now," Jacob admitted.

"Good. She got hurt enough as it was," Draco said.

"You'll kill me if I hurt her as well won't you?" Jacob asked lightly.

"Yeah," Draco nodded.

"You care a lot about other people don't you?" Jacob asked.

"I'm making up for too many years where I didn't," Draco said, almost sadly.

"You're a good person," Jacob said softly.

"Not as good as Harry," Draco said with a smile, "Don't hurt him."

"Never."

Neither said goodbye before Jacob dropped out of the window, landing easily on the ground a few feet bellow. Draco flicked his wand and the window closed slowly as he left the room, heading down to Harry and Teddy.

Draco woke the following morning feeling strangely relaxed. His dreams had been empty, no images from his past and no twisting predictions of his lonely future. Just a blissful nothingness. He could hear his parents in their room and he smiled at the flirting banter. His parents were so much more open now and even though it was more than a little bit disturbing Draco was happy for them, they were loving couple he remembered from his early childhood again. The nervous couple who argued and hid their emotions were long gone. He dressed casually, he had no plans for the day and as such was just going to watch another muggle movie he'd downloaded (Yeah, check him out; he'd learnt how to download movies onto his laptop. Legally of course. Piracy he'd learned from the annoying adverts was bad.)

"Morning Draco," Harry greeted as Draco stepped into the kitchen.

"Morning Harry," Draco replied before leaning down to kiss Teddy's forehead as the little boy sat in his high chair waiting for his porridge and jam, "Morning Teddy." Harry smiled as he stirred the jam in, thrilled at how Draco had attached to Teddy. It was really helping him, his weight was coming up again and he was smiling.

"What are you doing today Draco?" Harry asked as he tested the heat of the porridge, making sure it wouldn't burn Teddy's mouth. It was a nice temperature, warm but not piping hot. Putting Teddy's little spoon in the bowl he placed it on the little table on Teddy's high chair, "Careful Teddy, not too much mess."

"Kay," Teddy mumbled adorably before picking up his spoon.

"I haven't got any plans for today, thought I'd watch a movie," Draco answered Harry's question as he put the kettle on, needing a cup of tea.

"Well now you do," Harry said cheerfully, "I need to go shopping and I thought you might like to come with me. I'm taking Teddy as well."

"Shopping where?" Draco asked as he got down a mug for his tea.

"Wizards Street in New York," Harry answered, naming the American version of Diagon Alley, "I want to get some magical stuff and I don't think Port Angeles will have it. Nor will they have the next age group of growing clothes for Teddy."

"Growing clothes?" Draco asked with a frown.

"Yeah, they adjust as he grows but they have a maximum size and when they reach that they stop. Well Teddy's a big boy now and he needs the next size up," Harry explained, "Hermione introduced me to them."

"Of course she did," Draco chuckled, dropping a tea bag into the cup.

"So do you want to come?" Harry asked.

"Sure, why not," Draco shrugged, "Never been shopping with a saviour before. Do you get discounts?" Harry laughed loudly, nodding a little reluctantly. Some shopkeepers tried to give him things for free but the only person he ever allowed to do this was George Weasley at Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes. The shop was booming, set up in memory of Fred. In the window of their shop in Diagon Alley was large photo of Fred and George, the words 'Im Memoriam' floating around Fred.

"But I also get a lot of unwanted attention and autograph hunters. Just to warn you," Harry said, "Sometimes they can get quite…physical." Draco frowned as the kettle reached its boiling point loudly. "They get very grabby. I've had bruises from them a couple of times."

"Really?" Draco asked with a frown as he poured the hot water into the cup.

"Really," Harry nodded.

"Maybe I shouldn't come after all," Draco sighed.

"Huh?" Harry asked.

"If they bruise their saviour what will they do someone who was their enemy?" Draco asked softly but logically. Harry paused in making his own breakfast and looked over at Draco. The blond might not realise it but the hurt he felt at that thought was written all over his face.

"Nothing," Harry said firmly, "I wont let them. They have no right to do or say anything to you about the past."

"But…"

"No. No arguing. The past is the past. How many times have I told you?" Harry asked with a smile. "How many times more will I have to tell you before you do as I say? Before you believe me that it doesn't matter?"

"A few more times," Draco admitted with a little smile of his own.

"Fine. I'll tell you as many times as it takes," Harry said happily, "We'll leave for Wizards Street in an hour. That gives us plenty of time to eat and get ready."

"Ok," Draco nodded and looked down at his outfit as he went over to the fridge to get out the milk, "I need to change." Harry laughed loudly at the ever so Draco comment. Of course he'd never go out into the Wizarding world in a baggy t-shirt and old jeans.

Wizards Street was hidden from the muggle world much like Diagon Alley was in London only instead of going through a pub to get to the magical world the American's had chosen to make people walk through a Goth/Witchcraft shop owned by an undercover witch. Not that Harry and Draco had had to experience that this time as they Apparated into the designated Apparating zone on the street. They knew about the Goth shop entrance because of Hermione of course, she'd read about it and told Harry all about when he had told her that he was moving.

"Ok, it's a bit…taller than Diagon Alley," Harry commented as the two English wizards took in the sight of the busy street. As Harry had said all of the buildings were much taller than the ones on their own magical street, some of them at least twenty stories high. But then again it fit in with the muggle city, that was all tall buildings as well. Of course the muggle buildings didn't look quite so…dangerous. Two of the buildings had slumped so much that they rested against each other across the street, held there by magic and forming an arch that the shoppers were happily walking under.

"Uh-huh," Draco mumbled one of the many sayings he'd accidentally picked up while attending Forks High. "We should have worn robes." He was right, most of the other shoppers were dressed in the billowing robes of a wizard or a witch. Only a few were dressed like they were in muggle clothes. The muggle borns and their families no doubt. "You know we're gonna get lost right?"

"No we wont," Harry said confidently, tightening his grip on Teddy's hand as the little boy stood between the two of them. "I think there must be more than one shop per building. Look at all the signs…" He was right of course. On each building hung signs of different ages, the oldest ones painted wooden signs swaying the breeze and the next the flashing neon signs of the muggle world. "Maybe it's one per floor or something like that. Hmm. What do you want to do first?"

"I don't mind really. I wouldn't mind a bit of clothes shopping," Draco said softly, reading the signs of the building to his right. There was a street café to their left and when Harry looked to check it out, thinking that maybe it would be a good place to have lunch one of the customers gasped loudly. The young man, their age, jumped up so violently he sent his chair flying and Harry flinched as the man rushed up into his personal space.

"Oh My God! You're Harry Potter!"

His loud scream drew the attention of all the other shoppers close to them and in no time at all a mob had formed around them, people asking for autographs and photographs and just wanting to speak to their saviour. Teddy whimpered fearfully and Harry picked him up, holding him close.

"Oh whose that?" someone asked.

"This is Teddy, my Godson," Harry answered with a smile. At first this sort of attention had frightened him and made him nervous but now, after having it happen every time he stepped out of his house back in England he was used to it.

"He's so cute!" an American teenage girl gushed loudly.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" her friend, who could be no more than thirteen, asked boldly earning herself a jab in the ribs from her friend.

"No I do not." A murmur of excitement spread through the crown and Draco couldn't help but chuckle despite how awkward he felt, obviously Harry hadn't come out to the Wizarding world yet. Boy were those girls in for a shock when he did.

"Oh My God! That's Draco Malfoy! The Death Eater!" the same man who had first noticed Harry gasped loudly, pointing at Draco who froze in panic as all eyes turned on him. In the old days he hadn't minded being the centre of attention. But this was very different, all the eyes on him were accusing…like they had been during the war and when he came out of Azkaban… "What is (B)he(B) doing here?"

"Don't you dare talk to him like that!" Harry snapped as Draco began to tremble. Wide eyes turned on Harry now and Draco knew what they were all thinking, why was he of all people standing up for a convicted Death Eater? "He's my friend." Draco froze once more. It was the first time Harry had said that to anyone who knew about his past.

"But…why?" one of the women asked, "He fought against you…"

"Yes he did," Harry said calmly, "Until he realised that he was fighting the wrong side and helped me. That is the important bit, he realised that what he was doing was wrong and changed himself." Draco had now fixed his eyes on his shoes in a very un-Malfoy like manner. "Come on Draco. Let's go shopping."

"Harry…can I have your autograph?" the first young man asked as the two turned to walk away from the group. Harry sighed and turned back, taking the pen and notepad from the American man. He wrote quickly before handing it back.

"Feel free to sell that to your newspapers," he told the young man calmly before taking Draco's hand and leading the blond away, "Chin up Draco. Don't let them see how much it got to you."

"What did you write?" Draco asked as his head rose obediently.

"I wrote (I)To survive this future we need to forget the past and forgive others as well as ourselves. Harry Potter.(I) and I hope he does do as I say. I want everyone to see that and to do as it says," Harry said calmly, "Holding onto the past will do no good and people need to see that."

"Do I fall into the category of 'people'?" Draco asked.

"Yup," Harry said calmly, "But only in the bit about forgiving yourself. Now this looks promising. (I)Chillingson and Son. Clothes For Witches and Wizards.(I) You said you fancied clothes shopping didn't you?"

"Yes…"

"Come on then. Oh and you should know, I'm rubbish at clothes shopping."

"How can you be rubbish at clothes shopping?"

"Lack of practise."

"I think I can promise you Harry, that we will soon fix that."

Draco's mood and confidence had improved as the day went on. The autograph hunters the encountered in each shop were nicer than the first group and some had even spoken to him kindly. They told them that Harry's report of what had happened in the battle, including the way he was helped by the Malfoys and other Death Eaters who came to their senses, had been published in all the American Magical Newspapers. Some people didn't believe it though and the two teens assumed that they had been the people they had met earlier.

They'd done clothes shopping for themselves and Teddy first, buying many things and spending so much money Harry felt guilty despite the fact that they could both afford it. Teddy had loved it but had got grumpy after about two hours so Harry had decided lunch was needed. He'd led the way back to that little café and had been thankful to find that none of the earlier mob were there or if they were they chose not to say anything.

"Right Teddy, eat up and don't make too much mess," Harry said as he manoeuvred the little boys plate closer to him. Draco was picking at his salad and Harry had just begun to bite into his burger when his mobile phone went off in his pocket. Sighing he put the burger back down and got his phone out of his pocket. "It's from Jacob," he said as he opened the message. "Oh."

"What?" Draco asked with a frown.

"Bella knows. She figured it out," Harry said, reading what the text said.

"I knew she would," Draco said, "She'll figure ours out if we give her enough clues. Does he say how she reacted?"

"He says (I)Bella knows. She figured it out. Not frightened. Taking her to meet pack. Want to come too? J(I)," Harry read and Draco frowned as he blushed. "There's a kiss on the end of it."

"Oh ho," Draco mumbled with a brightening smile. "A kiss eh?"

"Yeah now shut up," Harry ordered quickly, "I'm going to tell him we'll meet them another time. They'll ask about the wizard thing and Bella…"

"Of course. Anyway we're out shopping," Draco said in agreement as Harry began to press the buttons with his thumbs. He was getting the hang of the whole texting thing and was quite fast at it now. "Don't forget to put a kiss on the end."

"Shut up."

A/N There we go, another chapter for you lot to read and review. I'm glad everyone likes this story. Saw the advert for the film while I was writing this and OMG it looks fantastic. If you haven't seen it I highly recommend it. (Youtube is a wonderful place.)
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