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Of Lions And Lambs - Part One	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7083 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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(U)Chapter Ten(U)

Draco woke up feeling comfortable and safe. Stretching he found himself still held tightly to Jasper's strong chest and he smiled. This was nice. He was just settling down for five minutes more when he remembered what had happened the day before. The vampires…Bella…He gasped loudly and sat up, startling the owner of the arms around him so much that he actually let go.

"What time is it? Has Bella called? Is she all right? What happened to…"

"Draco!" Jasper cried out, sitting up behind his boyfriend, "No ones called Draco. It's five thirty in the morning. Everyone's still asleep." His arms wrapped around Draco once more, pulling him back against his chest. "I'd have woken you if someone called."

"Yes…yes of course you would have…sorry…" Draco breathed deeply, "I just remembered what happened and I got worried and…"

"I understand," Jasper said softly, "You should get some more sleep."

"Ok," Draco went to snuggle back down but frowned, "I'm still dressed."

"I didn't have the heart to move you," Jasper said with a small smile.

"Oh," Draco mumbled, wondering why his mum hadn't just spelled him into his pyjama's like she normally did when he fell asleep in his clothes. Maybe she hadn't been in then. "I'll just change into something comfier. I've…I've got a spare set of pyjama's if you want to change as well."

"Alright," Jasper said, knowing Draco would snuggle again and it would be more comfortable for the human if he weren't wearing his baseball clothes. Draco climbed off of the bed and went over to his chest of drawers, pulling out two identical sets of silk black pyjama's. He handed one to Jasper on the bed before turning away from him and beginning to strip himself of his wrinkled clothes.

"Do you want your baseball shirt back?" he asked once he'd taken it off.

"No. Keep it," Jasper said, trying not to stair at Draco's smooth back as the rest of his top half came off. As he looked away he noticed something on Draco's left forearm, "What's that?"

"Oh!" Draco gasped, slapping his hand over it. "Nothing."

"Draco, you don't have to lie or hide anything from me," Jasper said softly. Slowly Draco turned around, revealing a perfect chest as smooth and pale as Jasper's own. Draco bit his lip before removing his hand and holding out his arm.

"It's horrible," he muttered as Jasper saw the tattoo clearly for the first time. It was a black skull, a snake coming from it's open mouth, the snake making a figure of eight and it's head raised above Draco's wrist as if ready to bite.

"Why do you have it if you hate it?" Jasper asked softly.

"My father has one too. It's from the war," Draco mumbled quietly, ashamed to find tears building up in his eyes, "It showed we were someone's followers. He could make them burn and darken at will and the spell used to create them also means they can never be hidden or removed. I wish I could get rid of it, I wished I could get rid of it the very moment I got it."

"When was that?" Jasper asked.

"My sixteenth birthday," Draco said, "I didn't want to follow him. Nor did my parents. We did out of fear."

"You're afraid now," Jasper said softly.

"Memories…and the whole Bella thing," Draco tried to brush it off, turning around suddenly. Jasper caught his left hand however, pulling his arm back. Draco watched with wide eyes as Jasper lowered his lips to kiss the evil mark. "Oh!" His gasp made Jasper smile and press another kiss to the black design.

"I have something to show you," Jasper said quietly, pulling back and roughly pulling his t-shirt off. "I hate them too."

"Oh my…" Draco gasped, a hand covering his mouth. Scars covered Jasper's skin, hundreds of the things, "What happened?"

"War," Jasper muttered. Draco chuckled sadly. "Don't hide yourself from me and I won't hide myself from you." Draco had no idea what a big deal this was for Draco. There was a reason Jasper always covered as much skin as possible, his scars made other vampires afraid of him on sight and he hated them.

"Ok," Draco said slowly, "Will you tell me your story one day?"

"Yes, just…not yet. When things have calmed down. It's a lot to take in, my story," Jasper said quietly.

"Ok," Draco nodded, pulling away and putting the pyjama's shirt on, buttoning it up quickly. He might hate wearing them but this was definitely one time he would be wearing one. If his mother came in and found him topless with Jasper…well any trust she had growing for the vampire would vanish with worry for her sons virtue. Of course she didn't know that Draco had lost his 'virtue' aged fifteen in the Quidditch locker room with Blaise Zabini. She did not need to know that either. Definitely not.

Turning his back on Jasper he dropped his trousers and kicked them aside, pulling on the silk pyjama bottoms quickly. Finished he turned back to find Jasper in the same state as he, sneaky vampire speed getting changed so quickly. And Jasper was under the covers now. Smiling Draco slipped in beside him, snuggled up to him using his chest as a pillow and closed his eyes.

"Thank you."

Draco woke to the sound of a phone ringing and Jasper moving him gently off of his chest. He blinked a few times and Jasper came into focus, picking up his trousers and pulling out an expensive phone from his pocket.

"Carlisle?" he asked softly. Draco sat up straight in the bed, looking quickly at the clock on his desk. 12:45pm. "But she'd alright?"

"What's happened?" Draco asked, his voice tight. Jasper motioned for him to be quiet for a moment, listening to what Carlisle had to say. Undoubtedly the head of the Cullen family was going in to great detail about what had happened.

"That's a good cover story. Yes, I'll tell Draco. Bye." Jasper hung up and tossed the phone onto the table, turning to face Draco. "Bella's in the hospital down in Phoenix but she's going to be alright." The last part was said quickly before Draco could react loudly in shock. "She went to face James alone…"

"What? How could she be so stupid?" Draco gasped.

"He tricked her. She's got a broken leg and a nasty cut to her thigh, she almost bled to death but Carlisle saved her," Jasper relayed what he had been told, "James bit her."

"Oh My God, is she…?" Draco asked, going pale.

"Edward…Edward sucked the venom out of her and she's going to be fine," Jasper said slowly, "He must be so in love with her, to be able to stop…"

"She's going to be fine?" Draco asked slowly.

"Yes," Jasper nodded, "Carlisle is going to stay with her and then bring her back to Forks when she's ready to travel." His phone made a strange little noise and he picked it up once more, this time reading the txt, "And Edward wants us to get her a prom ticket so that he can take her."

"She won't like that," Draco smiled for the first time, "Bella does not dance, she has told me this many times. Speaking of Prom…"

"Yes. There is something I must ask you," Jasper said, clearing his throat loudly, "Will you go to the Prom with me?" Draco pretended to think it over for a few minutes before nodding.

"Of course I will," he smiled, lying back down on the comfortable pillows. Jasper followed him slowly and kissed him firmly on the lips. "What happened to James?" Draco asked when Jasper broke the soft kiss, lying on his side looking at Draco, resting his head on his hand.

"He's dead," Jasper answered, "And Victoria ran off. I worry that she'll be back but if she does come back we'll be ready for her." Draco said nothing, reaching out a hand instead to play with Jaspers wavy hair.

"Good thing it's Sunday," he finally mumbled, "Or we'd be in so much trouble with the school right now." They laughed together and were playing with each other's hair when Draco's mother came in.

"Are you planning on getting up today Draco?" she asked loudly.

"Yes mother, sorry. And by the way Bella' a little hurt but she'll be all right. And the vampires dead, the bad one," Draco said quickly, sitting up and breaking contact with Jasper.

"I'll have to make her a get well soon cake," Narcissa said thoughtfully before leaving the room. Draco blinked after her. He'd been expecting something…more than that. Jasper chuckled, feeling his confusion.

"She's giving us a chance," Jasper said softly, "And she reminds me of Esme."

"Esme reminds me of my mother," Draco laughed softly, "And not just because of the bouncy hair." Jasper laughed deeply. "Suppose we should get up and dressed. You can borrow some of my things if you want, I can spell them to fit you."

This said Draco moved to het off the very comfortable bed but Jasper pulled him back into his arms, kissing Draco's lips gently.

"Thank you," he murmured against the soft lips, bringing a moan from Draco before the human teen pressed in for a harder, more passionate kiss. He turned his body as their lips moved together, straddling Jasper's waist and holding onto his shoulders. Jaspers hands rested on Draco's hips for a few moments before their hands began to road each others bodies. Draco's hands slipped under the silk of his pyjama top to scorch a path up his smooth back, "Fuck…Draco…"

"Jasper!" they moaned with each other and then their tongues began to battle for dominance. By now Draco was panting uncontrollably, moaning incoherently. Jasper was no better. They kissed and touched each other for a moments more before Jasper was forced to gently but firmly push Draco away from him and off his lap. Draco smiled in understanding, panting softly as he calmed himself down. God Jasper was an amazing kisser, by far the best he'd ever experienced! Standing up he blushed as he noticed for the first time just how much he had enjoyed that kiss. He was aroused!

"Ah," he blushed bright red, turning away from the bed, "I um, I think I'm gonna go take a shower, yes I'm gonna take as shower." So that he could take care of himself. He fled, completely embarrassed by his bodies reaction and hoped that Jasper hadn't noticed. Of course he knew logically with his vampire senses and his special ability there wasn't really a chance that Jasper didn't know. As the bathroom door closed Jasper let out a deep sigh, able to feel the warring emotions of embarrassment and arousal coming off of his boyfriend. Well the embarrassment came off of Draco; the arousal came from the pair of them. He wanted nothing more than to go into that bathroom and…

"No Jasper, not yet, you'll hurt him," he growled to himself, gritting his teeth and forcing himself to calm down. He did not have enough control yet to do what he wanted to do with Draco, he needed to wait until he could be sure that nothing would go wrong.

Getting up from the bed himself he realised that Draco had fled before he'd sorted out anything for Draco to change into. Oh well, the pyjama's were very nice, he didn't mind staying in them for a little bit longer.

"Draco do you…where's Draco?" Narcissa asked, appearing in the doorway once more. Jasper was thankful she hadn't come in a few minutes earlier.

"He's having a shower," Jasper answered.

"Oh," she nodded in understanding and smiled across the room at him, "I would offer you a cup of tea but you don't drink, well not tea anyway," she laughed softly and he smiled. She really was trying and giving him a chance. "I'm not a very good hostess, at least not with a vampire as a guest. I can't even offer you a nice bit of the cake I took out of the oven half an hour ago."

"It's all right," Jasper said reassuringly, "You are being an excellent hostess in my eyes." She smiled softly at him. "Draco has told me a little of your past, mostly so that I would understand your immediate hatred of my kind. The fact that you are now giving me a chance…well it makes you more than a brilliant hostess. It makes you an incredibly nice person."

"Thank you," Narcissa said with a little blush. She couldn't help herself liking the vampire more and more. His manners were completely charming and he was…well he was making Draco happy. "We are trying to put the past behind us but sometimes it's…well it's a little…"

"Difficult. I know," Jasper said softly, "Draco will be out soon." Jasper said as the shower was turned off in the bathroom, Jasper hearing it even more clearly than Narcissa. They both turned their heads to see Draco open the bathroom door and watched as he walked out in nothing but a towel. Little droplets of water dripped down his bare torso and Jasper's jaw dropped open of it's own accord, so much for controlling it…damn Draco for looking so completely hot and…and fuckable!

"Draco! Put some clothes on!" Narcissa ordered, sounding shocked.

"Sorry mother," Draco said quickly, blushing again. He pushed his dripping hair back from his face and for a moment he looked like his old self with his hair all slicked back. He rushed over to his chest of drawers and pulled out a t-shirt, jeans and some fresh boxer shorts and then all but ran back into the bathroom, almost loosing the towel in the process.

"So do you have something to change into?" Narcissa asked, looking at the silk pyjamas that Jasper stood beside her in.

"Only my baseball clothes and they are covered in dirt," Jasper answered, "But Draco said he would make some of his things my size so that they will fit me."

"That's a very good idea and very nice of Draco," Narcissa smiled, "How about we start picking something out?" Now Jasper was reminded of Alice as Narcissa started pulling out clothes that she thought would suit him.

"Mother?" Draco asked as he came out of the bathroom, now dressed in casual clothes. And for once he was wearing a short-sleeved t-shirt, his tattoo showing for the first time. This didn't go un-noticed by his mother.

"What do you think would suit…oh dear!" Narcissa cut herself off, turning to Jasper, "I can't remember your name! I'm sorry…"

"It's ok. My names Jasper," he said with a small smile. Draco was rubbing off on him, he hadn't smiled this much since…since he was alive!

"Jasper, oh that's a lovely name," Narcissa said brightly before turning back to her son, "Which top would suit Jasper better, the black, the green or the blue?" She held each one up in turn and Draco looked thoughtful for a moment.

"The green," he finally said, "With…" he went over to his wardrobe and pulled a pair of very expensive jeans off of their coat hanger, "These!" Jasper raised an eyebrow as he looked at the trousers, black denim, distressed, ripped and ridiculously tight. Narcissa nodded in agreement and Jasper watched, completely fascinated all of a sudden, as she drew her wand and muttered a spell almost under her breath. The trousers lengthened slightly and the t-shirt went up a size in the shoulders but kept rather tight looking everywhere else. Jasper took both items of clothing and slowly headed for the bathroom… "Wait! You need some…well…some er underwear." Draco mumbled the last word, pulling out another set of fresh boxer shorts and handing them to Jasper. The vampire thought it adorable that Draco could talk about pretty much anything, apologising for swearing usually, and not be able to say the word underwear without getting embarrassed.

"Thanks," Jasper said softly. He changed quickly in the bathroom, taking slightly longer than usual because the t-shirt and the jeans were extremely tight. He felt stupid as he looked at himself in the full length bathroom mirror but he had to admit…they didn't look half bad. A little bit sexy even. Stepping out of the bathroom he came to the quick decision that maybe the outfit was a lot sexy as both Draco and his mother froze in shock.

"You look…" Narcissa began.

"Hot!" Draco finished in an oh so American way it was cute.

"I was going to say handsome but yes, hot works too," Narcissa agreed.

"Thanks," Jasper said softly, glad vampires couldn't blush. For once he was actually embarrassed by the attention.

"Right, Draco dear, I actually came up to tell you that lunch is ready," Narcissa said, walking towards the door. Draco nodded, took Jaspers hand and pulled his boyfriend out after her, heading down the stairs.

"You really do look hot. You should wear that outfit to school, the girls would die," Draco giggled, yes he giggled, as they descended the creaking stairs.

"Um…"

"Please?" Draco asked with a little pout, "Just to see the reactions…"

"Ok, but only if you wear something similarly sexy," Jasper agreed.

"Deal!"

"You're an idiot you know that?"

"Nice to see you too Draco," Bella muttered from her bed where she lay with her broken leg, strapped up securely in a cast, rested on a pillow, "What are you wearing? Please tell me you didn't go to school like that!"

"I did," Draco laughed, looking down at the tight black jeans, tight black t-shirt and green belt, "You should see what Jasper wore."

"Who are you and what have you done with the real Draco Malfoy?" Bella asked suspiciously making Draco laugh loudly, perching on the edge of Bella's bed.

"Nothing, it's just…I'm all right. That's all. I'm all right, you're all right, Edwards all right, Jaspers all right…Jaspers really all right…wow," Draco paused, remembering the sight of his boyfriend in the tight jeans walking around the school, "We're all, all right and so I am happy. Although there is one tiny thing I feel I must ask." He turned his suddenly serious gaze to her, "Bella, why the hell did you face him alone?" Bella sighed,

"I thought he had my mum," her was soft as she answered, "And then there was what Rosalie had said, what if something happened to one of them because of me? I couldn't have forgiven myself so…so I went alone."

"That…is so you," Draco sighed deeply, "It's always others before yourself. It's practically your motto!" Draco laughed softly, almost to himself, "I'll have to translate it for you and it really can be your motto."

"No thanks," Bella smiled.

"Why not? Everyone should have a Latin motto, they sound fantastic! Even my old school had a Latin motto. Ok so it didn't really make sense and it had obviously been thought up by someone with a sense of humour but it was still a good motto to have on the school uniforms," Draco said with a chuckle.

"What was the motto?" Bella asked, intrigued.

"(I)Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus(I)" Draco recited, laughing at her half annoyed, half puzzled look, "It means 'Never tickle a sleeping dragon."

"Huh," Bella laughed, "Random."

"Told you," Draco grinned at her.

"So what does Draco mean? Heard your name in that motto, what does it mean?" she asked him slowly.

"Dragon, it's Latin for dragon which is why…"

"…you're mum calls you Little Dragon'!" Bella laughed, coming to the conclusion quickly. She'd heard Narcissa call him that enough times and had often wondered where the childhood nickname came from.

"Yup. As a kid I really was a little dragon," Draco smiled.

"Isabella is just the Spanish version of Elisabeth, I had too look it up when I was younger for a class project," Bella shrugged, "Not as cool as yours."

"But do you know what Bella means?" Draco asked.

"No," Bella admitted.

"Belle means beautiful in French. And Bella comes from the word Belle. I think it's something similar in Italian as well," Draco explained.

"How do you know that?" Bella asked, slightly suspicious that he was simply making things up to cheer her up.

"My mother speaks French," Draco explained, "And when I was younger I tried learning it. I failed but I can still remember the odd word or phrase."

"Oh," Bella mumbled, "Beautiful eh?"

"Yeah."

"Hmm." She quite obviously didn't agree with her names definition for her. "Does your family have a Latin motto?" And there was the change of subject.

"Yes, it's an ancient one as my family is ancient and it is all to with smiting our enemies," Draco said with a smile, "My personal motto comes from a British television programme I got in to a little while ago." While he was recovering in the manor from Azkaban to be precise, he'd switched the muggle thing on one day to get rid of the screams only he could hear and he'd ended up getting hooked on the wonderful programme. "(I)Veni Vidi Spurious Brutus Detrunkawa(I)" Bella noticed the easiy way the complicated words rolled off of his tongue. "I cam, I saw, I tore the thick bastards limb from limb. Thank you David Horton from the Vicar Of Dibley for such a wonderful motto."

"Is that really Latin?" she asked with a frown.

"Possibly not the end bit. It's a play on the famous speech by Caesar," she nodded in understanding of that, after all she had read all of Shakespeare's plays. (A/N Unlike me, can't stand them so if the quote isn't from the play Julius Caesar I'm sorry.) "But it sounds good anyway."

"Yes is does," Bella agreed, "Edward wants to take me to the prom."

"I know," Draco said, going with the next change of conversation.

"Proms are dangerous," Bella continued slowly.

"This comes from the girl who thought she'd take on a human eating vampire who had picked her from the menu on by herself?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Proms are dangerous," Bella repeated, more firmly this time, "At least to someone as clumsy as me. One word. Dancing."

"Well…tough. You're going anyway, Alice has a dress for you and we've already got your ticket," Draco shrugged, "And Alice told me to reassure you that the dress didn't cost too much. Practically nothing were her exact words."

"Yeah but practically nothing to them is way different to my practically nothing," Bella grumbled, she hated it when people bought her gifts, even little ones, "So are you going?"

"Yes. Jasper finally asked me," Draco said with a wide smile. He'd been waiting for weeks, waiting because he didn't want to be the one to ask. He wanted for once to be the one that wasn't in control, unlike all the other parties or balls he'd been too in the past. Bella sighed deeply,

"If I have to go I'm going to need help getting ready and I don't think it's a good idea for me to ask Alice," she said slowly, "I'd end up looking nothing like myself and feeling way too uncomfortable."

"I'll help you," Draco offered, "And I'll make sure you look like yourself."

"Um…" Bella hesitated.

"I'm gay Bella, I'm not gonna peek," Draco reminded her.

"Oh yeah," she blushed, embarrassed before nodding slightly, "Thanks."

"So it's this Friday. I'll come over about, hmm five should do it, plenty of time to get us both ready," Draco said thoughtfully, "It doesn't start till seven…"

"Ok," it was Bella usual almost silent reply only this time she looked extremely unhappy about agreeing. Draco couldn't help laughing at her sour expression. "Can we talk about something else now? Something other than the impending torture?"

"Like what?" Draco asked, getting more comfortable on the edge of the bed.

"Anything," Bella shrugged. She just wanted to change the subject.

"Hmm," Draco made a thoughtful noise before he gave a much cheekier grin and asked loudly, "So how far have you gone with Edward?"

"Draco!"

The day of the Prom came around quickly and Draco was given strict instructions from Alice as she handed over the expensive clothes she'd bought Bella, wrapped protectively in a plastic dry cleaning bag just in case it rained,

"This is the dress. Do not let her wear the one she already has, she'll try but don't let her. In fact you should burn the other thing, it's disgusting and I can't believe she's warn it to two school proms in Phoenix. The cardigan is vintage so tell her to be careful of the buttons. Don't let her go without it, it's gonna get cold later and she'll need it. There are two pairs of cut off tights in there, she'll ladder the first ones. She'll need to wear one of her black All-Star trainers and the cast obviously. Now for her hair…"

"Alice," Edward interrupted softly, startling the vampire who had been quite happy to carry on speaking, not needed it breath. Draco had switched off early on, giving her a look that clearly said 'too much information'.

"Sorry," Alice apologised to Draco, "Just make her wear this and make her hair curly. I've seen it straight and curly but curly looked the best by far."

"Ok Alice," Draco agreed.

"And you should let yours hang naturally," she added on quickly as he moved to join Jasper and Emmett in the jeep. He nodded to her and she slipped happily into the convertible with Rosalie, Edward heading for the Volvo he still brought even though there was no Bella to pick up.

"I've been meaning to ask, Jasper?" Draco asked as Emmett drove them to his house, "Why don't you have your own car?" Emmett laughed deeply.

"I've never seen one I wanted," Jasper answered.

"Never?" Draco asked.

"Jasper likes bikes," Emmett laughed, "But Esme thinks they're too dangerous despite the fact that we're invincible."

"I'm waiting for her to realise this and then I'm going to get a bike," Jasper explained to his boyfriend, holding Draco close to his side.

"Oh," Draco nodded slowly, "Ok."

"You should learn to drive little wizard," Emmett said.

"Little?" Draco asked, raising both eyebrows this time.

"He has a point, about the driving, not the little," Jasper said quickly as Draco turned the annoyed look to him, "You should learn to drive."

"Maybe," Draco said thoughtfully as the jeep skidded to a stop in front of his house, "I'll see you at Bella's in a bit." He went into his house and hung the dress up next to his own plastic clothes bag, the tuxedo had come in it when he'd bought it. Hopping in the shower he spent almost an hour under the hot water, singing softly to himself. The traditional off key shower singing of course.

He walked to Bella's, carrying the two outfits carefully. Thankfully it wasn't raining, just cloudy and cold. A typical Forks day really. Taking the porch steps two at a time, his excitement getting the better of him he knocked on the door loudly.

"What are you doing here?" Chief Swan asked surprised as he opened the door, "I thought Bells was going with Edwin."

"Edward dad and I am. Draco's here to help me get ready," Bella called down from the top of the stairs, sounding a little annoyed.

"Him?" Chief Swan asked worriedly, turning his startled gaze on Draco, "But you're a boy and…"

"Don't worry Chief Swan, I'm gay," Draco said calmly, slipping past the now thoroughly stunned man and rushing up the stairs. Bella was waiting in her room looking none too pleased.

Getting her to wear the gorgeous blue dress (designer, Draco noticed) Alice had bought took a bit of persuasion and a lot of threats. The brown thing she'd shown him should indeed be burned. As Alice had said the first set of tights laddered as Bella had pulled them up but the second ones had already been out and good to go. Draco re-strapped her cast once the tights were on and tied the laces of Bella's single shoe for her. Doing Bella's hair was interesting and took the longest time by far. It took Draco a few tries to get the hang of the curling tongs Alice had put in the bottom of the bag, having to actually call the female vampire (via Jasper) for advise at one point. But eventually it was done and pinned back and it really did suit Bella.

"Wow," Bella mumbled when she finally opened her eyes and looked in the mirror. Draco hadn't taken offence when she'd kept her eyes shut the entire time. "Different," she mumbled, touching a curl.

"But nice," Draco pointed out, "Alice was right."

"Alice? Is that who you called?" Bella asked, not knowing the answer already because Draco had insisted on leaving to make the call.

"Yes and today at school she gave me very strict instructions on what to do," Draco admitted, "Curly hair was one of them, the tong things were hers."

"Oh," Bella mumbled, "Do you want me to do my own make-up?"

"Would you like to do your own make-up?" Draco asked, secretly hoping she said yes. He was a muggle make-up novice. Oh he'd cast a cover-up spell on a spot of shadowed eyes many a time but the muggle way….no, never.

"Yeah," Bella said quickly, "I'll do it in the bathroom so you can change."

"Ok, sounds like a plan," Draco agreed. Bella limped out, she'd been walking gingerly on it all week to practise for that night, carrying her make-up bag and Draco pulled the plastic off of his extremely soft tux. He'd chosen a dark green silk shirt instead of the traditional white one and it clung to his body. As he was alone instead of struggling he used his wand to do up the black bow tie and was just putting the wand back in his pocket when Bella limped back in.

"Whoa," Bella said startled as she saw him, watching him slip his perfect fitting jacket on, "Draco…you look…"

"Like a slightly evil James Bond?" Draco suggested lightly.

"Yeah," Bella agreed with a smile, "How are you doing your hair?"

"Alice told me to leave it natural," Draco said, slipping his polished shoes on and bending to do up the long laces.

"Yeah, maybe you should. It suits you and the outfit," Bella agreed as she put her make-up away, "You look a lot more comfortable in that than I do in this."

"Used to it," Draco shrugged as he straightened up, "Rich family remember?"

"Oh yeah," Bella mumbled, "I forgot. I mean you act so normal."

"I didn't used to, trust me," Draco chuckled, "I was a spoilt little brat but I learnt my lesson. Money is not, as I used to think, everything. Some of the happiest people I've ever seen were some of the poorest. And red heads but I don't think the colour had anything to do with their happiness." He laughed to himself.

"You're extremely cheerful tonight," Bella pointed out.

"I know," Draco mumbled, "I'm just excited. My first public date with Jasper."

They both looked out of the room when they heard three loud knocks on the front door. Charlie answered a few seconds later, not saying much in greeting. With Edward it was most likely that he hadn't forgiven him for upsetting Bella, or rather apparently upsetting Bella. With Jasper it was probably just that he was as unexpected as Draco had been.

"They're here," Bella mumbled, going suddenly pale, "We should go down."

"Not yet. We have to be traditional and make them wait," Draco said calmly, "Plus we haven't got our jewellery on yet. Here," he held out a pendant he'd picked up from her dresser, "That'll go really well with your outfit."

"Thanks…" Bella mumbled, glancing at the door and biting her lip.

"You're nervous," Draco suddenly realised.

"No I'm not," Bella protested.

"Yes you are! Does that mean you're excited about going?" Draco asked, putting his cufflinks on with practised ease.

"No!"

"I think you protest too much. Who'd have thought, Bella Swan, excited about the Prom," Draco laughed loudly, shaking his arms to get the sleeves of his jacket to hang right.

"No! I'm just nervous because it's our first public date as well," Bella said.

"Of course," Draco quite obviously didn't believe her, "Think they've suffered the awkward silence long enough yet?"

"Yeah," Bella said quickly.

"Don't forget your handbag or your cardigan," Draco said as she headed for the door without either of them. Bella giggled softly, only Draco would call it a handbag and a cardigan. It was just so British. He waited at the top of the stairs as she descended carefully, smiling at Jasper over Edwards shoulder. Bella stopped half-way down, fiddling with her handbag and cardigan as she spoke,

"Alice lent me the dress. The cast is…"

"You're perfect," Edward interrupted her quickly, a goofy look on his face. Jasper and Draco couldn't help but snigger softly to each other, he sounded so cheesy. The look Charlie gave the vampire showed everyone just what Charlie thought of him still, it screamed 'I don't trust you, you hurt her, don't be cheesy to get back with her'. And Edward could probably hear all that in his mind.

"I'll take care of her Chief Swan," well that confirmed that Edward had heard something along those lines.

"Uh-huh, I've heard that before."

Yep, Edward was definitely still in his bad books. Draco chose then to make his way down the stairs, encouraging Bella to get to the bottom. Jasper darted around Edward and the Chief of Police to stand in front of Draco.

"Love the shirt," he said softly, reaching out to stroke the silky material with his fingertips, "You look amazing." Chief Swan cleared his throat a little awkwardly. This was definitely not what he was used to!

"Thanks," Draco smiled, "You don't look half bad yourself."

"Shall we go wait in the car for these two?" Jasper suggested lightly.

"Good idea," Draco said, taking Jasper's hand as the vampire offered it. They walked out of the house and down the steps to the car, Jasper opening the back door for Draco. As ever he was the perfect gentleman.

"I was tempted to get you a corsage like Edward got Bella but I didn't think you'd appreciate it," Jasper said as he got into the car from the other side.

"You were right," Draco smiled, leaning over and cupping Jasper's cheek as he gave him a kiss, "Are you as excited about this as I am?"

"I think so, that or I'm confusing your emotions with my own," Jasper said, kissing Draco again. This one went on until the passenger door opened and Bella slipped in, causing them to break apart quickly.

"Oh!" she gasped, "Sorry."

"That's ok Bella," Draco said, settling back into his seat as Edward climbed into the drivers seat, "Feel free to have a kiss so that we're even on awkward kiss moments." Bella blushed,

"Um…no thanks um…"

"I was joking Bella," Draco chuckled, "You keep your kissing private."

Edward and Bella talked quietly in the front of the car while Draco and Jasper talked loudly in the backseats, Jasper insisting that Draco wear his seatbelt even though he wasn't. This did allow him to kiss Draco a few more times. The car meandered up the drive to the building the prom was being held at and as it did Draco felt suddenly nervous.

"Don't worry," Jasper said, holding Draco's hand tightly as Edward stopped the car beside a wooden bench. There was sign that said 'car park in field across the road' and Edward didn't want Bella to have to walk all that way with her bad leg. As he was helping Bella out Jasper helped Draco out, slipping an arm around his waist and pulling him in close to his side, "I love you. And this is going to be fun."

"Yes," Draco said, taking a deep breath, "Yes it is."

"That's better," Jasper said, feeling Draco's confidence returning, "Let's go shock some students."

"And how do you plan on doing that?" Draco asked, allowing himself to be led along the red carpet. There was photographer taking pictures of the couples or groups as they arrived, stopping them under a little arch.

"Like this," Jasper said, pulling him in for a kiss as the camera flashed.

"I like that idea," Draco laughed loudly. Now he was the one pulling Jasper along in his eagerness to get inside and not just because it was freezing! Once inside they practically fought their way onto the dance floor, pulling each other close as they began to dance to the beat of the loud music.

Dance after dance they spent in each others arms, laughing with each other, chatting to friends that danced close to them, shocking some of the other students when they kissed each other. They left the dance floor for only short moments, Draco needing refreshments and to use the bathroom. Then at about ten o'clock Draco slipped out of Jasper's arms and practically skipped over to Eric.

"Hey!" Eric called in greeting.

"Hey," Draco echoed, "Can I make a request?"

"Sure, what do you want?" Eric asked.

"Magic Works by the Weird Sisters, it's one of the ones I gave you," Draco asked over the loud music.

"Oh I know the one," Eric smiled broadly, "Yeah, I'll get it on in a few songs."

"Thanks," Draco smiled at him, returning to his confused partner, "I just made a request." Jasper looked a little less confused but ever so slightly worried. "Nothing bad, I promise. Just one that, sort of suits us and will go well with something I want to tell you."

He'd been thinking about it since the thing with James, the thing he was going to say to Jasper. It had taken him all that time to realise that he would really mean every word. He'd never said it to anyone else before, well anyone other than his parents. But he would say it to Jasper…when the time was right.

"And here's one for Draco Malfoy," Eric said into his michrophone. Eyes snapped to the blond teen as the slow introduction began. Draco smiled at his boyfriend and pulled Jasper's arms around his waist more, pressing his chest to Jasper's as his arms went around Jasper's neck. As the words began they began to sway to the slow music.

(I)(Spoken)"This ones going out to all the lovers out there.

Hold each other tight and keep each other warm.

(Sung) And dance,

Your final dance.

This is your final chance.

To hold the one you love.

You know you've waited long enough.

So believe that magic works.

Don't be afraid,

Of being hurt.

Don't let,

This magic die.

The answers there,

Oh just look in her eyes.

And make,

You're final move.

Don't be scared,

She wants you to.

Yeah it's hard,

You must be brave.

Don't let this moment slip away.

No believe that magic works.

Don't be afraid,

Afraid of being hurt.

No don't let,

This magic die.

Oh the answers there,

Just look in her eyes.

And don't believe that magic can't die,

No, no, no this magic can't die.

So dance,

You're final dance.

'Cause this is,

Your final chance…"(I)

There was silence after the song, Eric forgetting to put the next one on. Everyone had stopped to watch the two boys dancing close together in the middle of the dance floor. And it was then, with everyone watching that Draco said, pressing his lips close to Jasper's ear,

"I love you."

THE END (for now)

A/N There we go, the end of 'Of Lions and Lambs - Part One'. I'm going to take a little break before posting the next story, get some major writing done before I start the sequel. But have no fear, it will soon be with you. And a certain black haired, green eyed, saviour of the Wizarding world will be in the next story.
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