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Blue Eyed Dragon	By : PrincessLizzie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 21706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

�MUM! HURRY UP! WE�RE GOING TO BE LATE TO HARRY�S!�

�Alright, dears, I�m ready!� Molly proclaimed as she bustled into the kitchen. �Your brothers and Hermione are going to meet us in Minerva�s office to meet Harry�s Secret Keeper and we�ll Floo over from there. All ready?� she asked her only daughter and son-in-law. Both nodded. �Minerva McGonagall�s office, Hogwarts!� she called as she tossed a pinch of Floo powder into the flames.

***

Draco stood in front of the mirror in his and Harry�s bathroom, rubbing gel between his hands.

�What are you doing!?� Harry exclaimed as he walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

�What are you talking about? I�m doing my hair.�

�Don�t put that goop in your hair, Dray...I like when your hair falls around your face.� Draco shook his head and sighed.

�Well come over here, then. Maybe it can tame your hair,� he teased as he approached his fianc�e, his goop-y hands stretched towards Harry.

Harry started to back up towards the hallway. �Don�t you dare!� Draco threw his head back and laughed.

�Do you really think I�d do that to you, Love?� Harry cautiously stepped back into the loo and turned the faucet on so Draco could wash the gel off his hands.

�With how nervous you are, I wouldn�t put anything past you right now.� The blond just laughed again as he leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on Harry�s lips.

�You�re right-I�m nervous but that doesn�t mean I�d wreck your hair.�

�Whatever you say, Love.�

�Whatever I say, huh?� The Malfoy Smirk appeared on the blond�s lips. He leaned into his fianc�e and whispered, �Then I say �blow me�.�

�It�d be my pleasure, My Dragon,� Harry hissed in Parsletongue. Then in English, he whispered, �We have company on the way over, Dray. I think it�d be a bit rude to have them show up while I was on my knees with your cock down my throat.� Harry pecked the blond�s cheek and fled to the living room before Draco could exact revenge for his speaking Parseltongue and the mental images he was sure were flowing through the blond�s mind right now.

The flames in the fireplace glowed green and a second later, Ginny, Neville, Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Hermione, Fred and George were standing in his living room with him. Before Harry had a chance to process that fact, he was pulled into four bone-crushing hugs at once while Neville, Fred and George were attempting to pat him on the back.

After the tears and greetings, Harry ushered his surrogate family into the living room and conjured some French wine for them. �So where�s this bloke you wrote about, Harry?� asked Fred (or was that George?).

�He�s finishing getting dressed,� Harry replied. Getting dressed, wanking off...same difference, he thought amusingly to himself.

�Who is he? You didn�t say much about him before you dropped off the face of the Earth,� Ron joked.

�Erm...I wanted to talk to you guys about that...you see...�

�What�s all the commotion in here, a Thaisce? Are you okay?� Draco asked as he walked out of the bedroom. When he saw what he�d walked in on, he froze in the door way.

�What�s he doing here Harry?! Does your boyfriend know?� Ron stammered, �Harry what-� he stopped when his wife, sister and mother rushed over to embrace the blond.

�You look marvelous, Draco,� Hermione gushed.

�Thanks...� Draco was still in shock at the reaction of the females of the group but he was recovering quickly.

��Mione!� Ron gasped out. �That�s-�

�Be very careful, Ron,� Harry warned. �I love you like a brother but I won�t hesitate to serve you for dinner if you insult my fianc�e.�

�Oooh! I almost forgot!� squealed Ginny. �Let me see the ring!� she exclaimed as she took a hold of Draco�s left hand to examine it. Hermione and Molly hugged Harry, congratulating both men. Then �ooh-ed� and �ahh-ed� over Draco�s engagement ring with Ginny.

�This is insane!� Ron cried out. �You knew about this �Mione?! Ginny? Mum!�

�Really, dear, calm down,� Molly chided. �I knew Harry had met a nice man that he was smitten enough over to go into hiding with him. When Draco seemingly �disappeared�, too, I thought it was rather obvious.� Ron looked at Ginny.

�HarrywrotemealetteraskingmetohelpwithDraco�sChristmaspresent,� she mumbled quickly. �But I figured it out when Draco disappeared, too!� she added quickly in her own defense.

��Mione?� the red haired man squeaked at his wife.

�I knew before the first date,� she stated simply. Ron�s mouth dropped open and Draco�s head whipped around to gape at Harry.

�I asked her where a cute caf� was to take a date. She wouldn�t answer me until I told her who I wanted to ask out.� Draco nodded his understanding. He didn�t know Hermione Granger very well but he�d gathered enough information from stories Harry had told him to figure out that if you wanted information from the woman, you had no choice but to answer her own questions before she answered yours.

�And why are you three so quiet?� Ron demanded of the twins and Neville.

�Harry is obviously in love and we�re not-�

�Stupid enough to say-�

�Or do-�

�Anything except-�

�Congratulations and-�

�When�s the wedding?� The twins smirked at their younger brother.

�Neville?! Malfoy made your life a living hell in school! You can�t honestly tell me that you�re okay with it!�

�Why can�t I? If he makes Harry happy now, then he�s obviously not the same git that he was in school.�

�You don�t know that!�

�Harry does,� Neville stated calmly.

�Harry hated Malfoy more than anyone when we were in school!�

�But he�s in love with him now,� Neville pointed out. �Something must be different.� Ron�s mouth just opened and closed like a fishes.

�Yeah...but...it�s Malfoy!�

�Ron, just stop,� Harry said, exasperated. �You�ve found your happiness with �Mione and I�m happy for you. Be happy for me that I�ve finally found my happiness with someone. He�s not the Malfoy that we knew in school.� Harry reached out, took Draco�s hand and drew the blond man down onto the arm rest of the chair as he wrapped his arms protectively around his fianc�e�s waist. �He means everything to me and if you can�t accept that, well you know how to use the Floo.� Ron just gaped at Harry.

Draco finally spoke up. �You have every right to think me unworthy of Harry but at least give me the chance to prove to you what I�ve obviously already proven to him: that I love and trust and respect him more than anyone else.� The blond leaned into the wizard next to him and nuzzled his cheek lightly.

�I�m sorry, Harry. It�s just that he didn�t even come close to making the list of guys you�d fall for. Was a shock,� Ron mumbled. Harry nodded his acceptance.

�Just give him a chance, Ron.� The redhead nodded.

�Okay, Harry. I�ll try.�

At that, Draco stood up and announced, �I�m going to finish setting the table. Does anyone need a refill while I�m up?�

�Have anything stronger than wine?� Ron asked, only half joking.

�Sorry, Weasley. No hard liquor in this house.� Harry laughed at his friend�s grumbling complaints and moved to help his lover with the rest of dinner. Draco just pushed him back down into his chair gently. �Visit with your family, Love.� Harry shot Draco a grateful smile.

�You sure?�

�You haven�t seen or talked to them in two years. Of course I�m sure.� The blond placed a kiss on the top of Harry�s head and went into the kitchen.

The nine of them sat down to a supper of grilled chicken and cavatelli and broccoli. The conversation flowed smoothly until the subject of the wedding came up.

�So when�s it going to be, Harry?� Ginny questioned.

�I only proposed twelve hours ago, Gin! We haven�t had much of a chance to plan anything.�

�I think you should have a winter wedding; getting married somewhere covered in snow would be beautiful,� Hermione commented.

�Maybe,� Harry replied, clearly uncomfortable with discussing his and Draco�s wedding with anyone before he and his fianc�e had discussed it first. Draco came to his rescue.

�What happened with the Death Eaters, Mrs. Weasley? Who were they?�

�I�m afraid that I don�t know the answers to your questions, Dear. Arthur will, of course. You two should come to the Burrow for supper tomorrow and discuss it with him.� Draco smiled.

�We�d love to. Thank you.�

The rest of the evening passed with conversations of their days in school, their current careers and the past two years.

At the end of the night, Mrs. Weasley hugged both boys. �I expect you both by seven tomorrow night.� Turning to her son and daughter, along with their spouces, she said, �You four, too. Bill and Charlie will be home for a visit and I want a true family dinner.�

�Yes, Mum,� they chorused.

Fred and George were next to leave, followed by Ginny, Neville and Hermione. Before Ron stepped into the fireplace, he hugged his best friend. �I really missed you, Harry. I know you probably couldn�t tell from how I acted earlier and since �Mione and I got together but I did.�

�I know, Ron. I missed you, too.�

Ron pulled out of the embrace and looked at Draco. He held his hand out towards the blond. Draco accepted it. �Don�t hurt him, Malfoy.�

�I wouldn�t dream of it.� Ron stepped into the fireplace and disappeared into a flash of green flames. Harry collapsed into Draco. �Exhausting family you�ve acquired there, Love,� Draco commented playfully. Harry looked up to see his lover smirking.

�You have no idea,� he replied dryly. �Bed?� he asked, slightly pleading. The blond only nodded, swept his fianc�e up into his arms, carried him into the bedroom and gently placed Harry into the bed. After spelling the both into silk pajama bottoms, Draco, too, climbed into bed, wrapped his arms around his husband-to-be and fell into a contented sleep.

***

The next night played out almost the same as the night before had only this time, no one was surprised to see Draco.

After dinner, Harry and Draco sat in the living room with the Weasley�s sipping wine. �Who were they Mr. Weasley?� Draco asked quietly.

�Theodore Nott Senior, James Bulstrode and David Janes,� he answered with no hesitation.

�Why Lucius?�

�Because your father begged the Dark Lord to spare you, Draco.� Draco gasped and began to tremble.

�And for that he was seen as a traitor,� the blond finished quietly. Harry pulled his fianc�e into his side as Arthur nodded solemnly. �I want to know everything. Please,� he begged.

�We received word about the treats on you at the Ministry two years ago from an anonymous person. We never did find out who it was. I sent word to Minerva as well as Severus and hoped the three of you would come up with a fail-safe plan to keep you safe. In the mean time, we had every Order member on the case with instructions to keep their ears and eyes open at all times and to, obviously, report everything no matter how small the detail seemed.

�Severus had lunch with someone about a month after you went into hiding, though he cannot remember who it was because they altered that part of his memory. This �informant�, for lack of a better word, gave Severus a very vague message as to the identity of the former Death Eaters who killed your father and who wanted you dead. They informed him that you�d been in school with two of them, but not quite and the other was well known but you wouldn�t suspect him if he confessed to you.

�At least with the first two, we had a starting point. We sat down and made a list of all the children you boys went to school with, eliminated the ones whose parents were not Death Eaters and then spend the next eight months tracking the rest down and questioning them under Veritaserum.

�We tracked down Bulstrode in two months. He knew Nott was involved but could not tell us the identity of the other. Nott was tricky to catch. He was using many, many glamours and living in the States. When we did catch him four months later, it took us another two to extradite him back here for questioning. He was the one who told us Janes was the other Death Eater who attacked Lucius and plotting against you, Draco.

�It took us ten months to track down Janes. He was a master Metamorphmagus. He also had no friends or family so going into hiding with no Secret Keeper wasn�t a problem for him.�

�Who is he? I�ve never heard of him,� Harry asked.

�That was the point, Harry. Janes, we later found out, was a low-level Ministry employee who had fallen into Voldemort�s ranks just after your fourth year.�

�I think I remember him,� Draco said quietly. �I remember Lucius saying he was trying to get into the Dark Lord�s good graces by advancing in the Ministry. But Lucius thought he was too stupid so he pulled some strings to hold him back. Is that...� he took a deep breath and snuggled deeper into his fianc�e�s side before he finished asking his question. �Is that why they attacked Lucius?� Harry tightened his arms around the blond.

�We believe so, Draco.�

�Why were they targeting Draco, Mr. Weasley?�

�They believed he knew too much. They thought Lucius was feeding information to Draco for years.�

�But they waited so long...�

�We still don�t know why, Draco. I�m sorry.�

�What about the last four months?�

�The first three were the trials. We all thought it best if you two were still in hiding because at first, Avery and Bellatrix and McNair as well as a few others were still at large. Eventually, of course, they were all captured and Janes, Nott and Bulstrode were sentenced to be Kissed. In fact, they�re scheduled for the first week of February. I tell you that only for your own peace of mind. Those proceedings will not be open to the public.�

�I want to be there,� Draco said firmly.

�Dray, no!� Harry protested.

�I need this, Harry. I need closure.�

�That�s not possible, I�m afraid,� Mr. Weasley interrupted.

�Please, Mr. Weasley. At least try. I�ll understand if you can�t make it happen but I�m begging you to try.� The blond buried his face in Harry�s shoulder to hide the tears of desperation that were beginning to fall. The dark-haired wizard pulled Draco into his lap and began whispering soothing, sweet nothings into his ear.

�I promise, Draco. I will pull every string, call in every favor and every debt that I have.�

Draco only nodded and Harry answered, �Thank you, Mr. Weasley. It means a lot to both of us.�

�Anything for one of my boys.�

Knowing it was time to lighten the mood, Ginny spoke up.

�Did you talk about the wedding last night, Harry?�

�No, we were both pretty exhausted.�

�That�s only because you woke me up at bloody midnight,� Draco interjected.

�You did?!� Harry nodded. �How romantic! Harry you�ll have to bring the photo album over next time! I can�t wait to see how it turned out!�

�Okay, Gin.� Draco tugged gently at the collar of Harry�s shirt.

�Can we go home, Love? The conversation wore me out.�

�Anything for you, Baby.� He turned to the Weasleys and said, �Thank you for supper. We�ll be sure to have lunch together later this week after Dray and I have started to plan the wedding.�

�Of course, Dear,� Molly answered.

Hugs went all around and soon Harry and Draco were curled into each other�s arms, sleeping peacefully.

Author's Notes: I know that I have Ron and 'Mione being distant from Harry earlier, but they're still his best friends so that's why they're here now. Also, "David Janes" is an OC. The name is of someone I truly know, but he is probably a Hufflepuff at best. Plus I have a feeling that he'll never come across this site, so I borrowed his name for a rather nasty character. If he does find this site: I'm really sorry, Dave! Another note, you will see, at the very least, the planning of Harry and Draco's wedding, if not the whole thing. You will get the answer to whether or not Draco will be allowed to witness the Kiss of the three Death Eaters, and there will be some more "really-hott-and-down-right-sexy" boy on "really-hott-and-down-right-sexy" boy sex, too! ^.^

Translation to Ginny's explaination to Ron when he asked why she knew about Dray and Harry: "Harry wrote me a letter asking me to help with Draco�s Christmas present,"

Cavatelli: Pronounced Goh-v-a-deal. It's a heavy macaroni (pasta) that you know is done when it floats to the top of the water.

Cavatelli & broccoli: The macaroni mixed with broccoli that has been saut�ed in butter, garlic and some chicken broth. It's very, very good!

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