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Be careful what you wish for	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 38839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 11
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Title: Be careful what you wish for

Pairing: HarryxDraco, growing HarryxBlaise and mentions of past HarryxGinny and past DracoxBlaise, RonxHermione

Fandom: Harry Potter

Notes: Non-Epilogue compliant post-Battle of Hogwarts fic. What sort of Future does Harry create by fighting for justice for Slytherins after he survives defeating Voldy?

A/N: This Chapter is dedicated to JaylaCaine whose encouragement is a gift and to atymer who never seems to fail to leave amazing reviews. I hope you like it! I know the formal speech is weird but purebloods talk that way because...I say so?

Chapter Thirteen

Draco was silently fuming when they returned to the Great Room.

Blaise was clenching his hands so tightly that his talons were digging into his palms.

Draco threw up a powerful privacy charm to keep Harry from overhearing.

Not that they knew where he was but he wasn't there unless he was under his cloak.

But since Draco possessed the odd ability to see beneath it, he doubted it.

Andromeda's head snapped towards them, as the spell was cast, she seemed to look for Harry. Her voice held a razor like edge, "Where is Harry?"

Draco sighed, forcing down his anger; "We wish to speak with you under a Healer's oath."

Andromeda's eyes narrowed, "What could possibly warrant such measures?"

Blaise's voice was tight with barely restrained fury, "Daughter of the House of Black! Dost thou refuse to speak with us under the Healer's Oath?"

The formal speech shook her visibly; Andromeda surged to her feet, standing at the 'imposing' height of five foot, nine inches. "We speak under the Healer's Oath. I hear."

"For shame healer." Draco hissed, "For thou noticed not the suffering of one Harry Potter."

Blaise nodded, "He wears a strong glamour."

"Is frightened of water."

"He was starved!" Blaise added.

Draco turned pale, shaking, and the barely remembered conversation when he was recently brought out of the cells in the bowels of the Ministry where he'd been 'left to rot'.

* Flashback *

Harry was eating his own soup slowly.

Draco tired easily and despite repeated lifting of the spoon after eating a third of it, he hadn't the strength or the appetite.

Harry took the food away and put it stasis after casting a warming charm on it. "Don't force yourself. After starving eating too much is dangerous, I ought to know."

Draco blinked at him, "How would you, the Bloody Chosen One know about starving?"

Harry shrugged, "It was my relatives' favourite punishment." He helped Draco lay down again, "Just rest. You can have your soup when you wake. We'll take this slow. You'll need time to recover."

Draco turned his head away, "Don't worry about me."

Draco could feel the Bloody Chosen One's stare when Harry replied softly, "That's impossible. Your mother and your godfather saved my life. I'll do anything to make sure you get the second chance you deserve. I fought for everyone, I wasn't supposed to live and here I am. I'm going to help you recover and take your life back. I won't let anyone take that away from you."

XoooooX

"I know what it's like to be told you can't do anything right. I know what it's like to be beaten and starved while locked in a small dark space." Harry twisted his hands; "I just want to help you rise above that. I can't claim I have all the answers on how to do that but I hoped you wouldn't want to be sentenced to Azkaban. You don't have to ask for help, I don't think you'd want to be seen as that weak. We both need to see Mind Healers but what is discussed between you and the Healer is private. I promise not to make them tell me anything other then if you are recovering at all but not for details of your sessions. I want to get better because I have a godson who needs me. Teddy is all that is really left of your family, he's more your family then mine. I'm making him heir to the House of Black but I hoped you could be part of his life. I don't know much about manners and decorum and you know loads more about magic then I ever will."

"You want me to tutor Professor Lupin's kid? You'd trust me?"

Harry nodded, "I trust you. Do I lock you in your room at night? Have I gone through Severus' library or lab removing anything? I'm only holding onto your wand until I believe you're strong enough to need it."

* End Flashback *

Blaise was at his side immediately, "Are you alright caro? You were swaying like you were about to faint."

Andromeda pushed him out of the way, wielding her wand and casting diagnostic spells. "He's experiencing a low-grade shock. He also is slightly dehydrated. I think the water from the hot springs was too much for him. Have you been taking the potions Harry mentioned?"

Blaise didn't begrudge Andromeda's forceful behaviour.

Draco took a few deep, calming breathes, "I might have forgot my potions last night and this morning. I just remembered Harry absentmindedly mentioning his relatives' treatment prior. I was still recovering from my incarceration in the Ministry cells and I wasn't completely coherent." He caught Blaise's eye and lowered his Occlumency shields lacking the strength to form the bond on his side.

XoooooX

Blaise watched the memories and his Veela fought harder to be released, it was angry. A more primitive part blamed himself for not claiming Harry sooner and for failing to notice his abuse. He helped Draco the settee nearby and sat beside him, "Glamour…a strong one. I could see beneath it if I tried but I want him to take it down freely. I want his trust. He's wearing it for a reason and seeing without permission would destroy his trust. I think he's been hurt enough and I'm torn. My Veela wants me to know how he's been mistreated so I can avenge him. Yet it doesn't want me to hurt him." He balled up his fists, "How could anyone want to hurt him? He's kind. He fights for people who can't repay him. He stands up for those others would rather forgot, punish beyond reason or make examples of."

Andromeda summoned a house elf and instructed them to bring certain potions from Draco's room. "I didn't notice much. I noticed things but didn't analyse them being too full of grief and desperate to protect Teddy from everyone. As you can see Harry and I have made peace with his charge from Nymphadora and Remus."

Draco took the potions from the house elf with shaky hands but swallowed them without complaint. He closed his eyes, "He seems so strong most of the time. It's hard to believe that he was starved and abused."

"Were you two not seeing mind healers?"

Draco winced, "We hadn't actually set up an appointment for me. Harry was having difficult finding someone who would treat me."

Andromeda hissed in French, "For shame! They dared refuse to treat someone's suffering? Give me their names! I'll set them straight for refusing to help my nephew!"

Draco sighed, "It's not that important Aunt Annie."

"Not important? Not important? If only Ted were here he'd tell you how important a field Mind Healing is. He would have taken the case family or not. Mind Healing isn't my field but I was Bonded to one of the most trusted Mind Healers in Britain. I was a paediatric healer but I also was certified as a birth healer."

Blaise said quietly, "Than Harry is most blessed to have you in his life. I'm sure we would have no one more skilled or circumspect to deliver our future children."

"If he doesn't take care of himself and make sure he's healthy enough to carry a child he will have a difficult pregnancy. They are unpleasant, I had one myself and so did Nymphadora. She was lucky, hers did not render her infertile." The last part was said so softly it was hard to hear.

"You find one for us to see while we are here and I'll go." Draco said quietly. He couldn't expect something of the bearer of his future children that he wouldn't do himself. Besides, Harry did expect him to attend mind-healing sessions…

"I will ask Harry to allow me to give him a complete physical. I will insist that he be both physically and mentally healthy before I agree to his becoming Teddy's primary guardian."

"You also need to arrange for Teddy's Wiccaning Aunt Annie."

Andromeda flinched, "Harry will have to stand as Teddy's parent…" A Wiccaning was supposed to be held by the parents and the godparents chosen by them. With Nymphadora and Remus gone, the choice was Harry's.

"We are just his suitors. We will agree to accept Harry's choices even if it isn't us." Blaise said pleasantly.

Draco nodded.

"Harry mentioned Neville Longbottom and Luna Lovegood as possible choices if anything happened to either of us." Andromeda sighed.

Draco swallowed, "The choice as Blaise said is Harry's. Supporting his choices publicly even if we don't agree is part of being Bonded."

"I think you will prove to be excellent Bondmates to Harry." Andromeda said before leaving the Great Room.

XoooooX

Harry hadn't expected to really have to confide in them about his childhood. He'd off-handily mentioned it to Draco but he knew that the Slytherin hadn't really been paying attention.

He muttered pacing his room; he wanted to put the past be hind hi, to move on. He didn't want them, Draco and Blaise to pity him or to despise him.

He turned and punched the wall, then leaned his head against the stone. Harry slide to the floor, "Damn it!"

Ron and Hermione always put it out of their heads, they ignored his nightmares, his weight fluctuation and other 'warning signs' that something was wrong. Ron never mentioned the bars on his window…

There was a knock on his bedroom door and then it was cracked open.

"Harry?"

At least it wasn't Draco or Blaise…

Not that Andromeda was much better right now.

Instead of leaving, his silence brought her into the room.

Harry sighed.

Andromeda was taller than he was but being on the floor made her seem taller.

"What on earth are you doing on the floor? Get up. You're just upset because your suitors know about your abuse. They don't hate your for it, and they don't pity you either. You're a fool if you believe they would. They are angry on your behalf. They both want to get justice for you. The very thing you fought for in their cases. Now stop hiding like a pouting child. You will not be hiding. I shall not permit it. You should know that just going to Mind Healer sessions will not help you put the past to rest. You need to discuss it with people you trust. I don not care if you tell your friends, I do and will insist that you tell Draco, Blaise and myself." Andromeda said stiffly.

Harry sighed, rising slowly. "Alright. Not today though."

Andromeda nodded, "Soon then. We're going out for dinner I believe. I think you should amuse yourself and study for your NEWTS and Solicitor exams."

Harry knew she was right, "That sounds like a wonderful idea."

"It will be lunch time in a few hours." She reminded him

Harry smiled, "I'll be sure to join you."

"Good. I will return to my painting."

Andromeda left as quickly as she had come.

To think they had been at odds only a few months prior…

Now she was probably the closest thing to a parent he really had.

Andromeda too more notice or him and encouraged him than Molly Weasley.

Both woman had taken him into their heats and had lost a child in the war but only Andromeda really had time for him. She even sought him out to tell him off for his own good. He was quite fond of the woman…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

A/N: I know I said that Goyle was sent to Azkaban previously but he was only sentenced. He is not in Azkaban, he was tried in absentia.

whitebuffalowmn -Thanks for the review. I am sorry that it took so long to update. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I did enjoy the labour of love comment. Thank you!

emtherebel - Thanks for the review! I hope you enjoy this chapter as well.
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