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For The Sake Of A Name	By : Bickymonster Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 52498 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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AN: I present to you all, chapter 12, enjoy.
Warnings and disclaimers apply as always.
I am also looking for a new beta for this story (and maybe some of the others, apart from Erotes), if you are interested, please let me know.

Previously:
"Hello, Draco." The harsh false sweetness of the voice and the sight of the tall blonde man froze them in their tracks.
"You have no business here, Malfoy." Harry spat at him, pushing Draco gently behind him, Ron stepping up next to him, so that the small blonde was all but hidden from sight.
-#-
"It seems I might have been somewhat... premature in disowning my son." Lucius drawled.
The Gryffindors all seemed to be snarling at the taller man, surrounding Draco like a shield.
"You have no son," Draco yelled at him, "and I will never be a Malfoy again, no matter what you want."
"Draco is a Potter and my wife, you will never be able to hurt her or any other member of my family ever again." Harry actually managed to smirk at him and if Draco had been able to see his face, she would have been proud.
"Oh, I have no intention of hurting anyone, Mr Potter; I just came to inform both you and your... wife... that, as Draco's biological parents, Narcissa and I will be putting ourselves forward as prospective guardians for your child... should the ministry choose to abide by the law and deny you guardianship."
Lucius Malfoy looked far too pleased with himself and Harry was shaking with rage, aware of Draco literally clinging to the back of his robes, her gentle sobs against his back breaking his heart.
"Mr Malfoy, I cannot possibly fathom what business you would have in my school." Dumbledore spoke in a very carrying voice from behind the blonde man. "You no longer have a child here and as such are no longer on the board of governors either. I am afraid I will have to ask you to leave and for the safety of all my students I must ask you not to return unless invited. Dobby. "
The small house elf apparated next to the Headmaster and startled at the sight of his former owner.
"Whats can I be doings for Mr Dumbledore, Sir?" The elf asked with a respectful glance up at the old man.
"Please see Mr Malfoy off the Castle grounds." He requested with a warm smile.
"With pleasure, Sir." The house elf really did seem more than happy to comply, grabbing a firm grip on Lucius Malfoy's, no doubt expensive, robes he disapparated them both.
Harry wasted no time at all, once that man was gone from his sight, in turning around and pulling Draco against him, she was borderline hysterical, sobbing against him, pleas of 'no' and 'can't' barely distinguishable. Wanting to get away from all the stares in the hall Harry leant down and picked her up, thankful when she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck as she continued to cry onto his shoulder.
Hoping his friends and Dumbledore would all follow Harry swept out of the hall, heading towards his and Draco's private room.
"Disgusting..."
"Evil, manipulating, no good..."
"Bastard..."
The Gryffindor boys were furious and the streams of insults that was spewing from their mouths were indistinguishable from one another's but they all seemed to have managed to let off the worst of their steam by the time they reached their room.
Harry was glad that when he sat on the sofa, with Draco now basically straddling his lap, that Dumbledore and his friends were all making themselves at home. Harry was rocking back and forward slightly whispering calming words to Draco, tell her that it was going to be okay, that he loved her, that no-one could take her or their child. Draco was no longer full on crying but her breath kept catching as she let out small sobs and it was clear to all of them that she had been completely terrified.
No-one spoke, they all just watched on as Harry cradled his emotionally fragile wife in his arms until her breathing deepened and she visibly relaxed into sleep. Even then they seemed to not want to disturb the heavy silence that was filling the room.
"Can you pass me that blanket." Harry asked Ron, who picked the large piece of fabric up off the back of the chair and helped Harry to put it around Draco's shoulders. Harry picked her up carefully and with a small amount of assistance from Hermione, got his young wife sleeping more comfortably in his arms. "Can we just let her sleep for a few minutes? She will be better once she wakes up."
"Of course." Dumbledore told them as he lit a fire, and they again fell into a more comfortable silence.
"Harry?" Draco mumbled half asleep, gripping tightly to his front, a short while later.
"I am here, Love. You feel a bit better."
She nodded slightly sitting up a bit more, still on his lap, looking bleary eyed around at the other occupants of the room. "How long was I asleep?"
"Not long," Hermione told her, "maybe quarter of an hour. Are you okay?"
Draco looked up at her husband, shuffling off his lap to curl up in the blanket, tucking herself into his side. Once she was comfortable she turned to Dumbledore, "Does he stand a chance?"
The elderly man sighed sadly, "Honestly, if they deny you and Harry guardianship, he is one of this child's only blood relatives; that will be strongly in his favour. He would stand a better chance if he could reverse your disownment."
"NO!" Draco snapped, "I am a Potter, I will NEVER be a Malfoy again."
"See I told you she would be fine once she had slept for a short while." Harry told them all with a smirk, "Don't worry, Love, you are a Potter, you are stuck with me as family for life now."
Draco punched his shoulder. "I am a Potter, my children will be Potters. Even if he reverses the disownment, I will apply for emancipation, right? Besides I would still remain a Potter, our marriage wouldn't become void no matter what he does."
"That's probably why he is going after your child, not you." Dean suggested from where he and Seamus were sitting, near Ron.
"I believe Mr Thomas is correct. It is far more likely he will focus his efforts on your son; who he could place as an heir." Dumbledore agreed.
"This is all irrelevant though." Harry growled, "I am sure the ministry will give us guardianship, we have a good case..."
"Harry..." Draco tried to interrupt.
"No, Draco..." Harry gave her a stern gaze that made her fear for anyone who would try to take her or their child away from him.
"We have to prepare for the worst case...." Draco tried again
"The worst case scenario, Draco, is that they deny us guardianship and we leave, we go somewhere where they cannot take him from us, understand?"
Draco nodded, she realised she should never have doubted him when he said that no-one would take their son.
"We will give you two sometime alone. All we can do is wait for summons from the ministry anyways." Hermione got up to leave, dragging the four Gryffindor boys to their feet to get them to leave, Dumbledore leaving ahead of them with a small kindly smile.
"Ron." Draco called, jumping to her feet, as they were stepping out of the doorway; he turned to look at her questioningly. "Can I borrow your tie, I need a second one as well as Harry's." Draco was smirking and Ron looked confused for a few seconds before he turned a slightly green colour.
"I tell you what, if you are using it for what I think you are, you can keep it and buy me a new one." Ron slid it off his neck and handed it over, before joining his now laughing housemates as they walked away. "So wrong." Draco heard him mutter as she closed the door.
The blonde didn't speak as she walked back to the sofa where Harry was still sat watching her and straddled his lap again, making sure her skirt was pooling around her hips. She bucked her hips slightly and he groaned, leaning forward to kiss her only to be stopped by her small hand splayed on his chest. She was wearing a devious smirk that sent surprisingly pleasant tingles down Harry's spine, she used both hands to remove his tie, Ron's matching one still in her right hand.
She slid backwards off his lap till she was standing in front of him, making her husband whine slightly as the loss before she reached out and hooking her finger into a belt loop pulled him to his feet.
Walking backwards, a tie in each hand and a finger in his belt loop, she took him to their bed, pushing him onto it. He allowed the action, both knowing full well that she didn't actually have the strength to force him anywhere; this just made it all the better that he allowed her this control, knew that she needed to be powerful right now.
Removing her shoes and socks, she crawled onto the bed by his feet, prowling up his body; watched by Harry as he propped himself up slightly using his elbows. She sat herself on his chest as he looked at her, emerald eyes flaring with impatient passion; the sight made her chuckle lightly, a sound that apparently did wonderful things to her man if the small noise he made was anything to go by.
Carefully she pulled out the wand that was strapped to her wrist, waving the ten inches of hawthorn; the ties slithered from her gentle grip as she used both hands to force him flat against the bed. Like little red and gold snakes, the ties twisted around each arm, moving towards his wrists, pulling them over his head, Harry chuckled deeply at the lust burning in his little Slytherin's grey eyes.
She waved her wand again smirking at gasp Harry made when his clothes were transported across the room, leaving him wearing just his boxers as he lay restrained beneath his wife.
"What...?" Harry started but Draco placed a single slim finger to his lips and shushed him.
Draco put her wand on the bedside table and then reached up the back of her shirt; Harry could help but stare wide-eyed as she managed to unclip and manoeuvre herself out of her bra, whilst still wearing her shirt; it seemed she was going to tease him for all he was worth, not that he was complaining.
Still smirking she stood up, a foot either side of his hips as she slid her underwear down her legs, her skirt just too long to expose herself just yet; stepping out of them, she sat herself down onto his crotch which was now obviously tented beneath her. She undid most of her shirt buttons before wiggling her way down his legs, her eyes focused on his as he lifted his head up to watch her as she released him of his remaining item of clothing.
She moved back up his body, still not breaking eye contact till he could feel her breath against his now painfully hard and twitching member.
"Please, Love... please." Harry begged, his eyes closed and head tipped back into the pillows.
Draco grinned before she licked the length of his penis before taking the tip into her mouth, toying with him using her tongue. His breath was ragged and he didn't even seem to be able to form words. Using her hand she stroked him gently, moving in time with her mouth as she sucked and licked; she was having to keep one hand on his hip as he mindlessly tried to thrust, to stop him from pushing further than she could manage.
Harry let out an exasperated moan when she stopped and shifted her position; only for him to nearly scream when she used her hand help swiftly impale herself on him. She moaned at the combined sensations of being filled and of the power she had over him, she was as turned on as the man she was seducing; she had to take a moment, to stop them both from coming right there and then and took it to place a contrastingly gentle kiss on his lips.
Draco felt his legs move as he bent them to get leverage, before he thrust up into her now wet and throbbing body, loving every sound she made. She was not ready to give up her control though and planting her feet on the bed and grasping his thighs slightly behind her, she lifted herself till he was barely inside her; dropping herself back down painfully slowly.
She did this several times, before Harry bucked up into her hard, making them both gasp with want. Giving in to his, and her own, impatience she began to bounce up and down rapidly, rolling her hips to make sure he was hitting herself where she wanted, as he begged and pleaded beneath her.
She wasn't sure when he had started thrusting up to meet her every move but she knew they were both close and called his name as she came, Harry thrusting up twice more before he emptied himself into her.
Panting his exhaustion, he wrapped his legs around her waist, making her squeal as flipped them over, so that he was leaning over her, his hands still bound to the headboard. "We so have to let you take control more often and the partial school uniform really works for you." Checking out the skirt that was now around her waist and the shirt held on by a single button from which her breasts had already escaped.
Draco laughed up at him and grabbed her wand, releasing the grip the ties had on the headboard so that they were hanging limply around his wrists.
"Yeah, pretty sure Ron was right in saying he didn't want this tie back." Draco told him with a smirk.
Harry leaned down, pressing himself against her front, kissing her sweetly. "I love you."
"Even when I turn all Slytherin sex goddess on you?" the blonde gave him a wink.
"Oh, especially when you turn all Slytherin sex goddess on me."
-#-
"Ron, here's your tie back" Harry told his best friend jovially as he sat down next to him, Draco sitting on the opposite side of the table next to Hermione; both of whom looked as though they were losing the battle to hold back their laughs at the horrified expression on Ron's face.
"Erm... didn't I tell you I didn't want it back." He mumbled to the blonde opposite them.
Harry laughed, "It's okay mate, this is a new one."
Ron looked hesitant for a moment before sighing and taking it. "It's a good job no-one cares if we aren't quite wearing the full uniform at the weekends, though you better be glad that Dirum didn't see me without a tie, that woman is a nightmare. She would have given we a week's worth of detentions at least."
"Just trust me when I tell you that I am really very grateful, mate, and as a sign of my appreciation I will spare you from having to listen to any details." Harry said as he patted Ron on the back.
"Yeah, thanks." Ron rolled his eyes and glared at the two girls opposite them who had now broken out into giggles at something Draco had whispered in Hermione's ear.
"Oh I see you got your tie back, Ron." Neville said as he sat down on Ron's other side and it was just too much for Harry, Draco and Hermione, who were almost crying with mirth.
"Don't you start, Neville, these three are already going to be the death of me, I swear." Ron grumbled and Neville just gave him a big smile and began helping himself to dinner.
-#-
Blaise watched as Draco and Hermione clung to each other, laughing hysterically, and then took another look at his supposed friends around him, most of whom, particularly Pansy, were making a point of ignoring him. This was stupid, why was he sitting surrounded by people who disapproved of his actions and who he didn't really want to be associated with at the moment either.
It was so frustrating being surrounded by people who saw emotions as weakness, whose whole lives revolved around winning and putting on a front.
He worried his bottom lip slightly, thinking deeply; would Draco even be open to him joining her at the other table, and even if she was, would the others allow it? He was sure that Draco wouldn't be fighting to repair their friendship and if that was what he wanted he was going to have to be the one to make it happen.
This was a decidedly un-Slytherin move, turning his back on his housemates in favour of one friend. One friend who might, when all is said and done, still want nothing to do with him. Surely this was a mistake, he was no Gryffindor, he wasn't powered by reckless courage and an overwhelming need to be morally right, he just wanted his friend back, the friend he was watching jealously from across the room.
On the plus side, potentially he wouldn't have to listen to Pansy's voice droning on about all sorts of nonsense anymore and it might annoy her and her society buddies enough to avoid ending up being married off to one of them.
Getting to his feet, Blaise worried his lip for a few moments before taking a deep breath and walking over to where Draco was sitting. It was Potter who noticed him first, looking up at him with a mixture of surprise and what looked worryingly like a smile.
The others appeared to notice Potter was not eating and soon realised that they had company. Granger and Weasley were frowning slightly but it seemed to be more confusion than aggression. Draco looked to be stuck with similar emotions to her husband, but was the first to regain her voice.
"Blaise, what are you doing?"
"I know this is probably out of line and presumptive, but could I eat with you guys?" Blaise spoke softly but knew that given most of the students around them had stopped talking to listen, that none of them had missed what he said.
Draco actually looked at Potter, who gave her a small nod. Blaise felt annoyed that she seemed to need his permission, but the blonde was now looking at him appraisingly. It seemed that it was still Draco's decision after all.
It was several minutes before Draco spoke. "I suppose, but you are going to do some explaining while we eat, I am too hungry to wait for you to explain before we get back to our dinner."
Potter chuckled and added another chicken breast and some more carrots onto Draco's plate, who smiled and started eating again. The young boy who appeared to be either a second or third year, who was in the seat next to Draco, automatically moved along to make space and as he sat down a plate appeared. He glance up at the teacher's table and Dumbledore was smiling at him, raising a glass in his direction, a twinkle in his eye.

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