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Borderline	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 21275 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters. I am just having fun with them and I don't make money that way.

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Title: Borderline
Pairing: HarryxDraco, pre-slash SeamusxGeorge, implied RonxHermione
Fandom: HP
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Summary: Non-Epilogue compliant post-Battle of Hogwarts fic. WWW Partner Harry Potter is attacked by unknown persons and left for dead. He creates a portkey to take himself, Andromeda and Teddy to a place of Safety. Single parent Draco Malfoy is living quietly out of the politics of the Post-Second Wizarding war. Together can they give each other the happiness they’ve been missing?

Chapter 11

Harry had with George’s permission moved his Defence laboratory to the Manor and was working from home.
Draco was recovering well from both the sexual and magical abuse as well as his pregnancy so Andromeda was beginning his training as a Potions Master.
They still cared for the boys mostly by themselves but they had decided to combine Teddy and Scorpius’ nursery.
While the boys were napping they would be in their labs…
They spent every night sharing a bed and often times if they weren’t too tired from the day’s activities they had sex.
Slowly the attraction Harry felt for Draco shifted to love, he was suspicious it was mutually but said nothing.
Draco however remembered that Harry had never travelled and asked the elves to freshen up the La Miellerie. It seemed appropriate for a honeymoon because it was called ‘The Honey House’.
It was situated on the property Chateau de Malloy, Loire Valley, France; the main house was occupied by his father’s cousin Sanctus and his family while the La Petite Maison was home to his Great Grandmother Muriel.
His father had been vaguely aware that the La Petite Maison was functioning as a safehouse for relatives of his Grandmother’s birth family but had kept silent so that his own loyalty wouldn’t be questioned. Besides, arguing with his grandmother Muriel would have been hazardous to his father’s health.
Draco didn’t play on visiting his relations, not this time.
The Loire Valley was lovely, while it wasn’t a beach or the Mediterranean it would do. It wasn’t that far they could floo back quickly but it was isolated.
The Honey House was small and comfortable; it had formerly served as a place to extract honey from the combs back when it was the family’s primary residence before they moved to Britain. It had since been turned into a guest house.
La Petite Maison was a small but tastefully appointed home for an aging witch who rarely entertained yet kept her close to some relations.
There were two other houses on the small estate but they were unoccupied at present…
They weren’t relative.
The Honey House was isolated enough that only Cousin Sancus might be aware of them but as long as they didn’t bother one another all should be well.
As a Malfoy bonded Harry would be welcomed by the wards…
If his mother didn’t chose to live in her father’s home or a Prince residence then he would have one of the other houses prepared for her; probably L’Orangerie, the Lemon House which had large arched windows and a high ceiling in the Renaissance style. It comprised of a large living room bathed in sunlight, 2 double bedrooms, a large dining room, sitting room with fireplace and a private garden.
The La Longère was a traditional single storey farmhouse, which would offend his mother’s tastes but probably not his Aunt’s. Originally it had comprised of large living quarters, small wheat store, a barn for farm material and the horse box/cow sheds. They were eventually turned into a house surrounded by gardens. It comprised of 2 double bedrooms and a double bed on the mezzanine, a large kitchen and a double sitting room that opens onto a dining room with a large fireplace and a garden.
The two properties wouldn’t be all that close but they were within walking distance if the sisters chose to visit.
While Draco had no desire to chase Andromeda off, he did wish to allow her to feel as if she had a place of her own.
Strangers had destroyed her home and she had come here with merely the clothes on her back. She’d had to go to Paris to buy a few things because Britain was somewhat unsafe.
Would Harry’s attackers have burnt the house if they were inside? Why were the wards weakened so that the house would burn?
Even a lesser home of the Blacks should have been better protected…
Even in his musing Draco continued to plan.
He didn’t want to leave Scorpius and Teddy for long…
He thought maybe Friday night after putting the babies to bed he could floo Harry to the Honey House to spend a weekend honeymoon.
Even if this was a marriage of convenience, Harry deserved to go somewhere nice.

XoooooX
Harry was dressing for dinner when he felt arms wrap around him; lips on his neck and sandalwood tease his nose.
“Hey there sexy…”
Harry relaxed immediately his body recognising his bonded, “Hey…”
“You look good.”
“Careful your mother is quite insistent on being on time to dinner…” Harry moaned softly.
“Usually one calls their in-laws mother…” Draco teased.
“Narcissa doesn’t like me much…” Harry frowned. “Sure I saved you from eternal banishment by adopting Scorpius but doesn’t change that she doesn’t like me.
“She’s suffered through the war, losing father and her respectability…”
Harry wanted to say everyone had suffered but having Voldemort as an unwelcomed guest had to have been rough as well as her mad sister Bellatrix and the Lestranges whom she had to allow to hurt Draco.
He wished she could have protected him better; no one deserved to be raped. Not his mother or Draco…
“I decided that we’re going away this weekend.” Draco announced breaking the silence.
Harry blinked, “What?”
“A two-night honeymoon.” Draco stammered. “It’s only in France…so it’s not that far. It’s part of a family estate. The main house is occupied by father’s cousin and his family. One of the smaller ones is standing empty but I had them prepared. It’s the La Miellerie, the Honey House.”
Harry snickered, “The Honey House? We’re spending our honeymoon at a place called the honey house?”
Draco sniffed, “Well I thought that it was a comfortable place and it was close. Neither of us want to go too far and we can always go somewhere later when the boys are older…”
Harry blushed, “Okay…”
A Malfoy elf appeared wringing their hands, “Mistress Cissy be calling. Masters be late to dinner…”
Harry frowned, “We have five minutes.”
“Mother is very…”
“Pretentious?” Harry offered.
Draco frowned, “I’m surprised that you…”
“Know it?” Harry scowled.
Draco snorted, “No that you would dare use it in reference to my mother…”
“Calling us late because we weren’t early is silly…” Harry shrugged.
“I’m used to it…” Draco chuckled as he tugged Harry to dinner.

XoooooX
Harry decided to make Draco’s life, being bonded to a Slytherin potioneer made him quite sure what sort of gift the other would like.
He grabbed Draco after the breakfast, the morning before they would leave. “Come with me…”
“Where?” Draco frowned.
“Do you trust me?” Harry smirked.

“What? Uh…of course?”
“Good.” Harry turned to Neville, “I’m going to Hogwarts.” Then he dragged Draco the nearest floo.
They came out in the Headmistress’ Tower.
Harry ran out of it laughing, “Keep up!”
Draco had to run quickly to avoid being dragged along. He was very surprised to be pulling into Moaning Myrtle’s bathroom eventually. “Why are we here?”
Harry smirked, “I remember how Slughorn got with an Acromantula and well I was wondering how a sexy Slytherin like you who was a prospective potions master would do if I showed you a nearly complete basilisk. Think of it as a bonding gift.”
Draco blinked at him and then hugged him tight, “A nearly complete basilisk? What’s missing?”
Harry shrugged, “The fangs. We used them to destroy dark artefacts belonging to old Voldy.”
“Even without fangs…do you know how much a basilisk is worth?” Draco whispered in awe.
Harry laughed, “Of course I don’t…but you’ll probably tell me.”
“Raising one is extremely illegal and very dangerous…especially if you’re not a Parseltongue.” Draco said quietly, “You would be set for life…its like sitting on a gold mine.”
Harry chuckled, “A dead snake is of no use to me but I’ll let you harvest it. There is some good that can come of using it right? I know non-magical snakes like boomslangs can be used in potions.”
“It’s a dark creature Harry, most of the potions its components would be used in would be dark but I am sure I can devise a potion that isn’t so dark. Maybe using the venom to make an antidote, I’m pretty sure that even without fangs some of the venom remains in venom sacks or even selling it to the ministry to destroy dark artefacts. I am sure the Unspeakables would buy it and they aren’t too particular who they deal with.” Draco shrugged.
Harry hissed at the tap with the snake etching, ‘Open.’
It did…
“I’d rather not free fall and I don’t have a phoenix on hand with Fawkes gone. Maybe a sort of charm…” Harry glanced at the dark chasm dubiously.
Draco rolled his eyes, “Honestly? You never do think things through do you? Always jumping in head first….” He clutched Harry to him and with a whispered spell they were floating down.
They landed lightly.
Draco spotted the cast-off skin and examined it, “Salazar’s wand an entire skin?” he flicked his wand, “Just wait until Aunt Annie sees this. I am so glad that basilisks like dragons take a long time to start to decay.
Harry watched as Draco examined the bones of the animal victims of the basilisk and enlarged potions vials that he filled with the bones separated them by species most likely. “Why do you want them?”
“Bones even of common animals have uses in potions and these passed through a basilisk so they may have residual magic.” Draco shrugged as he conjured a large bag that he cast spells at before putting the large vials and the basilisk skin in. “This is a treasure trove even if it’s you know nasty.’ He flicked his wand and the rubble returned the wells it had fallen from, the mould disappeared and the walls were cleared of dust and cobwebs. Even the murky water disappeared. “That’s much better.” Draco placed the conjured bag on his shoulder, “Now where to?”
Harry led him down to the doors with the snakes and hissed, ‘Open’ again.
The silver snakes swam through and unlocked the doors and they swung open.
“This is so cool.” Draco whispered.
They entered the chamber proper and well it still didn’t stink of rotten Basilisk.
Lying on the stone shore of the wizard-made lake was the corpse of the basilisk…
“This is huge!” Draco whispered in awe, “Slytherin’s monster…a basilisk. Of course the Founder would choose the King of Serpents. It’s beautiful…” he set to work harvesting what he could, the venom sacks, what was left of the jaws with the fangs missing and some of the skin. A near perfect basilisk…it was an honour…
When Draco announced he was done, they made their way back the way they came and used an ascending charm to return to the bathroom and Harry hissed to shut the entrance.
After that all they did was return to the Manor where a very excited Draco ran off to show Andromeda his expensive treasures…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
Diana - Many apologies! I swore I x-posted but because I didn't you'll get three chapters!
delia cerrano - You know me the potions wouldn't ruin everything but they were a lesson that Draco had to learn that potions can't be used as a crutch, you've got to face things. I'm pretty sure his mind healer would be furious with him for using them when he has such an understanding bondmate. You have a point about Ginny being legally Harry's mistress when she won't be getting anything out of it aside from a gilded cell. Don't worry neither Draco or Harry will bother much with her, Draco will be more possessive as he grows closer to Harry and more comfortable.
Shanda - I'm perfectly fine clearing up any confusing plot points so it's fine. They needed the spat because neither wants to be coddled or treated with kid gloves. They both want to be treated as equals and respecting themselves and each other is part of a mature relationship. I'm such a perve for writing it but who cares it works in fantasy and there are guys who really do get off on sucking their wive's breasts when they're nursing so I thought what the heck Harry's rather secretly pervey and guys having babies is new and different to him so it works- maybe...
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