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The Power Of Love	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5431 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Grandfather.

Kneeling on the floor in front of his four kids who were squashed onto the sofa Draco took a deep breath, trying to think of the right way to put what he was about to tell them. Kian was on Kai's lap, snuggled up half asleep with his thumb in his mouth. If he didn't tell them soon he'd be one audience member down.

"I have some news to tell you guys," he began softly.

"We know dad, otherwise we wouldn't be having a family gathering," Jamie pointed out in his most annoying tone, the one that he used when he really wanted to be doing something else but was being forced to do something totally boring.

"Kai, when you were younger, do you remember asking me where your mummy was and where your grandparents were? The other children in your class had been teasing you about only having a daddy. Do you remember?" Draco asked quietly, watching his eldest sons face.

"I remember."

"Do you remember how I answered you? What I told you?"

"You told me about dad, mine and Jamie's other dad. Harry Potter. You told me he was an orphan so we had no grandparents on his side," Kai answered.

"That's right. And what did I tell you about my family?"

"That you were an only child and that your mother was dead," Kai paused slightly, "And you said that you hadn't spoken to your father in years, our granddad. Is-Is he what this is about?"

"Yes Kai," his eldest child was perceptive as always, "But he prefers to be called father by me and grandfather by you I would expect."

"You've talked to him?" Kai asked surprised.

"That letter…"

"The owl one?" Kian asked sleepily.

"Yeah, that one. Well that was from him and we had lunch today. That's where I've been. Oh that reminds me, I never asked if you had a good time today next door. Did you do anything nice?" Draco asked, looking to his younger ones who often liked to spread the news of what they'd done in the day.

"I did a painting for you Daddy. It's on my bed," Ellie made to get up off the sofa but Draco pushed her back with a gentle hand.

"I'll have a look once we've talked a little bit more sweetheart, ok?" She nodded and sat back happily. "Did you boys have a good time too?" The three nodded although Kian's nod was a little slow.

"Did you have a good time daddy?" Ellie asked, now playing with a piece of her long hair. Draco still hadn't gotten round to getting them all a hair cut. He'd ring up later today and book them in for tomorrow.

"I did Princess, it was…wonderful to see my father again," Draco sighed softly, "He wants to meet all of you, he wants us to go and visit him."

"Why?" Jamie asked, "He hasn't shown any…what's the word…oh, any interest in us till now. Why should we go and see him?"

"Oh Jamie you don't know how wrong you are. I was running from my old life, I kept us hidden from him. He has been looking for me since I left and he has been looking for you ever since he found out about you," Draco said apologetically.

"Why?" Kai asked.

"I was scared."

"Oh."

"Are we going to visit him?" Ellie asked.

"If you want to," Draco said, "It is your decision. We'll only go if you four want to. I would never make you but…he honestly wants to meet you." Draco had decided not to tell them about his fathers illness just yet. He wanted his children to want to meet Lucius, not tell feel obliged to meet him.

"I want to," Ellie said eagerly, "Is he a wizard daddy? Like you? Like we will be?" Her little face lit up at the mention of magic like it always did.

"You'll be a witch not a wizard idiot," Jamie said meanly to her.

"Jamie," Draco said warningly.

"Sorry, but she will be a witch, not a wizard," Jamie grumbled.

"I can be a wizard if I want to!" Ellie snapped back at her older brother, "Is he one daddy? Is he a wizard?"

"Yes, he was a very powerful wizard in his day," Draco put a gentle hand on her knee, feeling the soft fabric of her thick purple tights under his palm, "And he's probably just as good now. D'you know he always wanted another child after me, a daughter but it was never to be. Now he has you, a beautiful granddaughter to meet." Ellie giggled happily. "And what about you three?" He turned to his sons.

"I think I'd like to meet him," Kai said, "But where's his home? Where does he live? Do you know?"

"Yes I know where he lives, it was my old home when I was your age. Malfoy Manor.." a soft smile of remembrance graced his face for a moment before he was interrupted by Jamie sitting up excitedly,

"Manor? Like a rich person's manor? Is it big?" Draco felt slightly embarrassed as he answered,

"It's a manor house in the country, an estate. We had a town house in London until I was um sixteen but then we got rid of it," he looked away from his children, hating that he had to admit to his children so used to scraping by money wise that he came from a rich family. "The Malfoy family in the wizarding world is quite…rich."

"I want to go." Draco chuckled softly at Jamie's now excited agreement. "Maybe he'll buy me a bike."

"You can't have a bike. Where would we keep a bike?" Draco asked seriously. He'd learned to talk seriously to all his children despite their young age about everything, trying to ghost over subjects in their house only resulted in arguments and tears, arguments about being treated like babies and tears of sadness for their stretched daddy. "If we had place to keep a bike I'd let you get one but we don't. I'm sorry."

"Maybe I could keep it there…" Choosing to ignore his middle son for the moment Draco turned to Kian, his sweet little boy.

"And what about you Kian?" Tired eyes turned to him.

"Already have Nana and Granda," Kian pointed out, speaking of Paul's parents. Paul and Draco had at first told Paul's parents that Kian was adopted but once Draco felt he could trust the kind elderly couple as much as he trusted his husband he let them know everything, the truth about him, the truth about his children. Everything. They'd been every bit as accepting as Paul had been and loved their little grandson even more. And not only Kian, they loved Draco's other children too as if they were their own. They were a wonderful couple and Draco loved them still.

"And now you have a Grandfather," Draco moved and took Kian's hands, "That makes you a very lucky boy doesn't it?"

"How?" Kian asked.

"Duh! You have two daddy's and a step daddy. You already had two old people and now you've got three!" Jamie said loudly.

"Jamie! Don't call them old people! That's very rude of you!" Draco scolded his son softly. Jamie for once had the decency to look slightly apologetic.

"Sorry. You have three grandparents then. The rest of us only have one daddy and one grandparent," Jamie continued, his voice slightly quieter now.

"We have another daddy Jamie," Kai pointed out.

"He doesn't count," Jamie's answer was short.

"Even though he put it slightly badly Kian, Jamie is right. You are a lucky little boy. Now don't you want meet my daddy?" Draco asked softly. Kian bit his lip in thought, going over things in his head before answering.

"Kay," then he gave a huge yawn, "M'tired."

"Want to take a nap?" Draco asked, picking his youngest up into his arms he carried him through the cluttered flat to the room Ellie and Kian shared.

"What's your dads name?" Jamie called out from where the other three remained on the sofa.

"His name is Lucius," Draco laid Kian on his bed and gently removed the little boys trainers and then tucked him in for an afternoon nap. AS it was just a little nap Kian could sleep in his clothes.

"Weird name." Jamie commented as Draco re-entered the main room.

"Not weird for the wizarding world," Draco sat on the floor before the three, "Mifalda, that's a weird name. Kennilworthy Whisp, he's a wizarding writer, Gilderoy, Ludovic…I could go on all night." Draco smiled as his children giggled. "See, Lucius isn't that bad in comparison."

"What was your mums name?" Ellie asked.

"Narcissa."

"Pretty…but still weird," Ellie said calmly, "Better than Mifalda anyway."

"Anyway, now that we've all decided to go we'll be visiting my father at the manor in a couple of days time," Draco said to the three cheerfully, "Now Ellie, I want to see this picture you did and boys, I'm sure you've got some summer homework or reading to get on with."

"Daaaaaad…" Jamie whined.

"Jaaaaaaaamie…" Draco whined back as he helped Ellie to her feet.

"Sometimes I really hate you," Jamie grumbled as he got up to go and fetch the maths homework he'd been avoiding all summer.

"You're allowed to, I'm your father," Draco smiled as he and Ellie went to look at her finger painting. Sitting on her pink covered bed they looked together at the painting of their family, Ellie pictured as a princess in a castle and her brothers her knights in shining armour. "Where am I?" Draco asked, pretending to be hurt.

"Here daddy," Ellie pointed at the side of the castle where a dragon lay sleeping, "You're the dragon that protects us all. Mrs Bryant says that's what your name means. Draco or Drake means dragon."

"That's right sweetheart. I love this picture. Shall we put it up on your wall?" Draco asked and after the little girl nodded they set about blue tacking it up in the perfect place.

Back in the living room Kai was sat on the sofa reading 'Hogwarts; A History' Chapter Seven, his fingertips ghosting over the brail on the pages naturally. Jamie was sprawled out on his front on the floor, his math book open on the floor in front of him and his pencil between his teeth. His feet banged on the floor one after another kicked angrily at the floor in protest to being made to do homework.

"Kai," the pencil dropped from his mouth to the floor as he spoke suddenly, "What do you think he'll be like?" The question was asked quietly but Kai heard it none the less.

"Nice I hope. We'll find out when we meet him I guess."

"Yeah. Guess so."

"You lived here?!?" Jamie spoke first after they'd stepped off the Knight Bus outside the manor's gate, "This is 'Malfoy Manor'? The 'Malfoy Manor'?!?"

"Yes," Draco shifted Kian on his hip. "Shall we go in? My father will be waiting for us." His children nodded and immediately upon being given 'permission' Ellie and Jamie raced up the long drive.

"I wish I could see it," Kai said sadly, "Is it big then?" Draco squeezed his eldest sons hand gently, holding the slightly wriggling Kian tighter with his other arm. Keeping hold of Kai's hand Draco began walking up towards his old home as he answered his eldest sons question,

"Yes, it is big. To be honest it's pretty much a mansion," Draco walked up the achingly familiar drive, guiding Kai gently with little tugs on his hand, "I used to let my wealth and good fortune go to my head when I was younger, it made me proud and arrogant when I had no right to be."

"What changed?" Kai asked.

"You're other father. He brought me to my senses before I was too far gone to be helped. He helped me to become a better person and change sides in a war, a move which almost certainly saved my life."

"Oh," Kai said quietly, "The war…was it the war I've read about in my books? The Second war with…You-Know-Who?"

"Yes. That war," they were at the door now and Ellie and Jamie were fighting over who would be ringing to the old fashioned doorbell. "You know someone has to ring it. We can't stay on the door step all day."

"Me!" They both shouted eagerly and it ended up with both of them pulling on the chord together.

"This is so cool," Jamie whispered to Ellie as the bell chimed loudly. The door swung open with a creak that Draco didn't remember revealing a small house elf clad in a remarkably clean dishcloth, wearing it like a kilt.

"Master Lucius is expecting you. He's in his study. I shall take you there," the elf squeaked in his polite voice and Draco's children giggled softly. "Please come in. I'll take your coats first." Draco gently put Kian on the floor and set about puling his little coat of him, struggling slightly as Kian was staring at the house else in shock and not moving all that much.

"What is it?" Kian asked a little worriedly once free of his coat, still staring at the house elf who had magicked the coats into the closet.

"He's a house elf," Draco answered with a smile.

"What's a house elf?" Elly asked.

"I am little mistress," the elf smiled at the only girl.

"But what do you do?" she asked, kneeling in front of him.

"I keep the house in order for Master Lucius. I cook for him. I clean for him. It is an honour to do so," the elf was still smiling.

"You like doing all that? It can't be very fun. And why are you wearing that?" Elly was frowning slightly now, "Don't you get proper clothes?"

"Oh no miss, we don't want proper clothes. And we house elves take great pride in our work, it does not need to be fun. Now if you'll follow me," the house elf turned and headed for the grand stair case.

"What's our name?" Kian asked, following the house elf eagerly.

"Nippy."

"That's a nice name. Mine's Kian." The house elf leading the way struck up a cheerful conversation with Elly and Kian, patiently answering all their questions and the little elf even managed not to get offended as some elves would when the muggle like children asked blunt questions that most people would have avoided asking. Jamie hung back a little, looking around at the paintings of Malfoys of old that covered every wall in the Manor.

"What does a house elf look like?" Kai asked as he and Draco went slowly up the stairs, one hand held by his father, the other gripping the banister.

"They're small, coming up to our knees mostly. Different elves haven't different coloured skin but Nippy is a light green colour. House elves have large, pointed ears, long noses and pointed chins. And he's wearing a dish cloth like a kilt," Draco explained with a smile, "He seems a very nice House Elf too, a good one. You can get bad house elves but the house elf is usually as good as it's master." Then he thought of Dobby, "Except sometimes if a family is corrupt or evil the house elf remains good."

"Oh," Kai said impressed. "And do all magical families have one?"

"No. Only the rich. House elves used to be a thing that gave a family standing," Draco answered, "It's not the same any more though. Money doesn't matter quite so much any more."

"What does the house look like?"

"There are paintings everywhere and they all look like you two!" Jamie said loudly from ahead of them, "And Elly. They're all blond, really blond."

"It's called platinum blond and that's because they are members of my family from the past," Draco's smile took on a dreamy tone to it, "I used to strive to be like the people on these walls, to be brave and worthy of the Malfoy name. I wanted to go up on those walls with them but…well things came up."

"Us?" Kai asked quietly.

"Yes actually, plans changed for the better," Draco put his arm around Kai's shoulders as they were now at the top of the stairs and walking the long hallways to Lucius' study. "Maybe we can all go up on those walls together one day."

"In a painting? That moves like these do?" Jamie asked eagerly.

"Yes," Draco grinned at him, "They talk sometimes too."

"Paintings that talk?!?" Jamie gasped in shock, "Cool!"

"This is Master's study, I will introduce you…" Nippy said quietly.

"No need," Draco smiled at the house elf, "Thank you for everything you have done already." The house elf beamed at the thanks and, clicking his fingers disappeared, probably to the kitchen. Once the house elf was gone Draco knocked on the large oak door, pausing to stroke the familiar carved border.

"Come," Lucius called out form inside the room.

"Is that him?" Elly asked nervously.

"Yes." Draco twisted the brass door handle and pushed opened the door, looking around the achingly familiar study, his gaze finally coming to rest of the blond haired man standing before the roaring fire. "Father. These are my children."

Lucius turned from where he had been gazing nervously into the fire, feeling his insides clench violently as he looked on his grandchildren for the first time. The eldest standing beside Draco had the family looks in all but the usual points of his face, they'd been softened b his other fathers genes. His next grandchild was looking around the room curiously, staring at the moving painting above the fire for a longer time than anything else. His last grandson was looking directly at him and he had to smile at the child who looked nothing like a Malfoy at all but he was so adorable looking. And his granddaughter, she was so beautiful. She was the image of his beloved Narcissa.

"So…who's who?" Lucius asked, pretending not to know so as to break the ice. His little granddaughter stepped forwards with a pleasant smile on her face,

"My names Elsbeth but everyone calls me Elly."

"Elly, what a pretty name," Lucius smiled at her, holding out his hand which she shook happily, "Appropriate for such a pretty girl." She giggled happily and Lucius, crouching with a slight groan of pain, turned his attention to Kian, "And what's your name?"

"Kian."

"Well that's nice," Lucius smiled at him. Kian nodded.

"My other daddy chose it."

"Well he chose a very nice name," Lucius didn't try to get up again and merely looked over to Jamie, "And your name?" Draco was smiling behind his children, thinking his father very clever.

"James but that sounds too boring so I like being called Jamie," he answered, "Do you really own all this?" Lucius smiled and nodded, "Whoa! That's…cool!"

"I'm glad you think so," Lucius slowly rose to a standing position as he looked at his last grandchild, "And you're Kai. We've met before." Kai frowned, his unseeing eyes heading towards where he was, following his voice.

"We have?" he asked.

"You were a baby at the time," Lucius gently took Kai's hand, "And crying your eyes out by the time I got to hold you. But you were still beautiful." Kai blushed a deep red. "It s good to see you again."

"I would say it is good to see you too Grandfather except it wouldn't be quite true," Kai said with a small smile, "But it is good to meet you." Lucius smiled and then gave a small cough, rubbing his chest. Draco looked alarmed but Lucius waved him off, quite used to his bodies aches and pains by now.

"Shall we sit down and have something to drink and maybe a slice of cake each?" he suggested cheerfully instead. Jamie's ears perked up at the c word and Elly and Kian nodded eagerly, the little girl rushing forward to slip her hand into her grandfathers. "Would you like to sit with me?"

"Yes please," Elly was quick to answer.

"Nippy, could you please bring drinks and cake to my study for myself and my guests," Lucius spoke calmly as he led the little girl to the two person sofa in front of the fire, "And my cough potion."

"He can't hear you, he went away," Elly pointed out as she snuggled up on the seat next to her grandfather. Draco sat on the three-person sofa which faced the one his father and daughter sat on, pulling Kian up with him. Jamie was the last to sit down on Draco's other side closest to the fire.

"He can," Lucius answered with an almost mischievous smile, "It's magic."

"So he'll really bring us cake and squash?" Elly asked.

"Yes he will."

"Cool," she giggled, squirming around happily until she was completely comfortable in her seat, snuggling against his warm side. And then they talked. And talked. They laughed and had a wonderful time and Nippy really did bring them everything they wanted to eat or drink. After half an hour and munching on a chocolate biscuit Kian slipped down off the sofa and climbed up onto Lucius's lap.

"I like you."

"Well I'm glad, I like you too."

The children weren't too pleased when it was time to go home and only the promise of a return visit got them into their coats and out of the house.

A/N Sorry this has taken a while, hope you liked it. Next chapter – 'Home'.
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