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Undeniable	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 17118 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Title: Undeniable

Pairing: DracoxHarry, eventual ScorpiusxAlbus, past twincest, Lee JordanxAngelica Johnson, RonxHermione, BillxFleur,Narcissusx suprise, Charliex surprise? We'll see...don't kill me.

Fandom : HP

Notes: Post Series/slight AU. Obviously, the majority of the characters belong to J.K. Rowling; only the situations I write belong to me. The battle was won but at what cost? When the bodies are buried is the past truly put to rest? Thanks for the review, I'll try to keep it interesting...I finally figured out how to make things work here. I'll post the next chapter if I get 25 reviews. I'd prefer no flaming...but ideas and insights would be nice.

Draco [and Ginny's] baby shower...what chaos will ensue? Will there be a fight between Ginny and Draco? A fight between Draco and Hermione? Will Molly be forced to take a side?

*Edit: Lee is the current front Man and sometime creator of new Products; he is NOT a partner. He is a friend who stepped in to keep a Pregnant grieving George from losing everything he and Fred built. Ron is NOT a partner or staff...he is still an Auror. Harry is the not so Silent partner who helps George when he needs capital to finance a new product or partial financing to purchase a new location for WWW.

Chapter Thirteen

A few days later George popped out of the floo while Draco was doing dishes…they were washing themselves while he sipped tea.

George smirked, “By the way…Harry left because I told him too…us moms decided to throw you a bit of a baby shower. Even Ginny agreed to come…because…well…you’ll be caring for her kids…”

Draco blanched, “George…are you sure that is a good idea? I‘m sure being around me would upset her…” he knew that Harry and Weaselette had been having problems even before he’d seduced Harry looking like his now ex-wife. He was sure she’d see him as a replacement…or…worse yet the person who stole Harry from her…

George shrugged, “You’re part of our family and you need to stop being a recluse. You are the heir to a prestigious line of Wizards and even if they have taken a few wrong turns along the way. You are Lord Malfoy are you not? You have a seat in the Wizengamot, I suppose Harry could vote as your proxy if he decided to stop horsing around and acting as if he’s done with politics. After all he has both the Potter and Black seats. We need more voices of sense in the Wizengamot. Bill’s started attending recently for Dad, since Mother has never been interested despite the fact it is hers by birth. Percy can’t be trusted with the seat any more then Ron. No one in their right mind would trust me and Charlie doesn’t give a damn about politics unless it regards dragons or imposing foolish regulations against magical creatures…”

Draco gulped, of course the Malfoy seat was his by right…yes, his mother had managed to convince his father to sign over what was left of his inheritance so he was legally Lord Malfoy despite the fact his father was still alive. He did miss being an active part of society but was he ready to deal with their distain because he’d been forced to choose the wrong side?

George snorted, “Stop thinking and procrastinating, you’ll be late to your own party…” he grabbed Draco’s hand, grabbing floo power on his way in, “Shell Cottage…”

Draco was zipped along and when they fell out of the Floo he was embraced and both his cheeks kissed.

“’e’s ‘ere…everyone…Draco and George are ‘ere…”

Draco blushed, feeling his very pregnant belly press against the part Veela French woman, luckily he was a little too female and very much in love with Harry to be affected by her.

Another blonde girl hugged him next, “Draco! Bonjour…”

Draco stammered a polite slightly flirtatious greeting that sent the Delacour sisters into gales of embarrassed laughter.

George laughed, “Hey! It’s rude to have conversations that others can’t understand.” he playfully punched the pregnant Slytherin in the shoulder.

Draco chuckled, “Oh sorry, was just greeting them in their native tongue which I do say they enjoyed.”

Gabrielle nodded, “Monsieur Draco is too kind…and utterly flirtatious. He looks like a Veela.”

Draco smirked, “Maybe I am…pure-bloods don’t kiss and tell….”

Fleur twittered and herded them into the living room, “I know what itz like to ‘ave not everyone like you. Ginny, ‘ermione and Molly didn’t like me at first. I like to think I grew on them. You are a part of this family whether you like it or not. I don‘t see the sense in holding two Baby Showers, especially when you will be raising all three…”

Draco stammered, “Fleur…you didn’t…”

Fleur snorted, “Of course I did…besides…” she leaned over to whisper in his ear, “I still don’t like Ginny…I never approved of her for Harry.”

Ginny sat shaking, gripping Hermione’s hand; the very pregnant young woman was shivering in her Holyhead Harpies scarf and a perfectly hideous green jumper with a red lion on it.

Hermione’s eyes flashed at Draco’s appearance, “What is he doing her? I though this was Ginny’s Baby Shower.”

Fleur’s eyes flashed, “Fermez-vous femme stupide! Argumentation d'isn't bon pour eux.” [Shut up you stupid woman! Arguing isn't good for them.]

Draco blinked; he had a slight ally in Fleur since in their own way they were both outsiders. Fleur because she was French and part Veela; himself because he had been a Death Eater- reluctant or not he was still always going to be seen as such.

George crossed his arms, “We all know that Ginny doesn’t have the time or the patience to be a mother. She is lucky that Harry has always been willing to be a stay at home dad.”

“Harry should have been more supportive. He should have gone to her games more. He should have actually acted like a husband. He should have gotten a job instead of playing house by himself. Why else does he keep Andromeda around for?” the Queen of Slytherin was still a force to be reckoned with and she couldn’t really understand why Harry clung to her so much.

Ginny closed her eyes, “It was a long time in coming. We would have split up eventually; we all know I’m not the motherly type. I’m a disappointment to my mum and Andromeda was very good at treating me like I didn’t belong because I didn’t treat Teddy like he was mine. He wasn’t and never could be…”

Draco snorted, “Moonlet is the smartest most protective big brother in the world. He sees Jaime as his brother the same as Charlie and George see Harry. Sometimes Red, water is thinker then blood. It’s a shame you hurt him, he attached to me quickly because he was lonely. He lost his parents in a way I can‘t relate to. I know my aunt killed his mother and I am sorry I didn‘t have the balls to do her in before then. If I had perhaps, ‘Dromeda would like me better…”

“Bewitched him is more like it.”

George glared, “Shut up ‘Mione. Draco did no more to win Harry’s heart then I did to win Fred’s. I trust Draco, he and I have more in common then you and Ginny ever could. I heard what happened after your letters. If anything had happened to Scorpius, I would never have forgiven you. Do you know what it’s like when one of us loses a child? Our kind bonds to its offspring closer then you ever would. We are neither male nor female; we are a bit of both. That baby means just as much to Draco as Rosie is to you and you wouldn’t let anyone take her from you. Which I assume Ron has threatened Draco with, he is an insufferable prat that brother of mine. Blinded by hatred and jealousy, he can’t see the truth. You should be the bigger person, you are the smarter one.”

Gabrielle came in with refreshments, “Tea and biscuits anyone?”

Fleur clapped her hands, “It’s a party…gifts?”

Ginny said softly, “The gifts should go to Draco. I won’t need them. With my Quidditch schedule I almost never see Jaime and I probably won’t see the twins either.”

Draco attempted a smile, “I would never tell you that you couldn’t see them.”

Ginny buried her face in Hermione’s shoulder and sobbed silently. The one thing she’d thought she’d always wanted was Harry’s love and in the end Harry wasn’t hers. She’d stayed away not because of her schedule but because she could see Harry wasn’t really happy. He didn’t smile unless he was with the boys…

Hermione glared at Draco, “You’re right…this is a party…if Ginny says all the presents are Draco’s then they are…” she still wasn’t sure she trusted the prat. What kind of magic was he using if he’d managed to gain Bill, Fleur, Gabrielle, George and Andromeda…

Angelina came in, “Sorry I’m late. Freda and Georgina were being stubborn this morning…they wanted to come to the party. I told them if they made their bed and picked up their toys they could come. They didn’t so I left them at your mum’s.”

George kissed his other best friend’s cheek; she had every reason to detest him. He had after all stolen her boyfriend but she’d forgiven him after seeing how meant for each other he and Fred had been. She had been the first to figure it out, she had kept their other secret and told them things about being a girl their mother had been embarrassed to tell her ‘sons’. “It’s fine…Rose and Victoire aren’t here either.”

Angelina held out her present to Draco, “I made them myself, I made George some for his girls too. I have a soft spot for Quidditch mates…”

Draco opened the box, there were green knitted baby blankets in them with gold trim; somehow she must have found out about their names. His eyes filled with tears as he glanced at them; one had a Tiger Lily embroidered on it with the name Lily in beautiful script. His eyes watered slightly, he refolded it replacing it in the box as he unfolded the next. This one had a grass snake and Albus was written on it, why he wondered? The probability of a child named Albus Severus as the Black family Tree insisted being a Slytherin was as good as him getting into Gryffindor. He refolded it and placed it in the box. He shook out the last baby blanket and gasped, it had the name Scorpius in silver and had a blue-green Scorpion on it. Draco laughed, “Slytherin…they’ll both be fangless Slytherins…”

Hermione snorted, “Yes, if they are raised by YOU. No Weasley would be in THAT house.”

Draco glared, “They are my children, I don’t care which house they are in. With brains like yours, why weren’t you in RAVENCLAW?”

Hermione turned pink, “The hat said I was more suited to a Lion then a Eagle. It felt I was brave and smart rather then merely smart.”

Draco closed his present from Angelina brushing her cheek with a kiss, “Thank you, my dear.” he glanced at Hermione, “Well bookworm, if it makes you feel better I almost wasn’t a Slytherin. It told me that I was far braver then I knew. If I wanted to make a better name for myself I should be placed in Gryffindor. I was too caught up in what Father wanted to think about what I wanted. Besides, I was still mad at Harry for choosing Ron over me. I knew Ron would end up in Gryffindor and I didn‘t want to be anywhere near the bloke. I wonder what Hogwarts would have been like if a Malfoy was a Bloody Lion?”

Andromeda walked in dragging Narcissa and Molly, “Forget Malfoy, we’ve had a Black in Gryffindor and one in Hufflepuff. Maybe…we can have one in Ravenclaw. I doubt a Scorpius would be an Eagle but mark my words, I think your next child will be one.”

Narcissa blinked, “My niece was a Badger? I’m glad Lady Walburga didn’t realize that. Bella would have had a fit. She was embarrassed enough by Sirius’s defection to live as a Lion.”

Andromeda poked her, “Bella should never be mentioned in polite company.” she gave Molly an apologetic look. She was glad despite her similar looks that Molly didn’t hate her because of her sister.

Molly had found out that Ginny would be giving custody of her twins to Harry and therefore Draco. She held out her present with shaky hands, “Um…congratulations…”

Draco smiled, “George reminded me the other day that we are cousins. Hopefully, we can forget I’m a Malfoy and pretend I’m a Black. Thanks to Andromeda, Nymphadora and Sirius, it has a better reputation. I’m taking a more liberal definition of ‘Always Pure’…as in ‘Pure of Heart.’” Molly’s present were tiny jumpers with red and green stripes…

Ginny gasped, “…Mum!”

Andromeda chuckled, “I have a feeling Sirius would be proud. Remus was lucky he had two Black heirs. I’m sure Sirius would be proud of him…”

Fleur chuckled, “It is rare for a part Veela to claim a mate so early but I think she is sweet on Teddy.”

Draco smiled, “Now that will be an interesting match; the son of a werewolf and a gorgeous great grand daughter of a Veela. I approve if that’s who Teddy wants I don’t mind at all.” He glanced at Molly, personally he thought the jumpers were hideous but he gave her a smile anyway, “Thank you…they will keep them warm.” he hoped they would outgrow them quickly. He would hate to dress his children like Weasleys…

Molly gasped, “They are just babies, you can’t be thinking about such things already…” Draco’s smile and thanks seemed more appreciative then Ron had ever been.

Andromeda chuckled, “Excited about being a grandmother but not a great grandmother Molly? I don’t mind. I’m glad that Narcissa gets to share my grandson, I heard Teddy insisted that Harry make Draco his papa and Draco consented.”

Draco smiled, “I want all our children to be equally yours, Mother’s and ‘Dromeda’s.”

Fleur grinned, “Three Grandmothers Draco? How spoiled will they be?”

Draco glanced nervously at Molly, “With Molly around, surely they won’t ended up as arrogant and spoiled as I was. I would like to think they’ll ended up more like Jaime and Teddy then me.”

Andromeda snorted, “Nymphadora may have been a stubborn Hufflepuff but she wasn’t spoiled not like you Draco. Narcissa spoiled you probably to make up for your father’s lack of affection.”

Draco paled, “Father…” he didn’t like discussing him…

“Your father was a cold-hearted bastard who wouldn’t know true love if it bit him in the arse. I was foolish to marry such a man despite Aunt Walburga’s insistence. But then I wouldn’t have had you Dragon, who made being married to Lucius worth it. I am proud to be your mother and I can’t wait to meet your Scorpius…”

Draco bit his lip, “Don’t forget Albus and Lily…”

Narcissa nodded, “Of course, I wish it was safe to fill the Manor with children but it isn’t. I’ll…try to come more often…” she looked worried…

Draco wondered if Father was doing worse…

Andromeda bit her lip and held out her gift, “These were Teddy’s and Nymphadora’s. I’m sure you won’t need them…but I wanted Scorpius to have them…”

Draco pulled her down and kissed her cheek, “You have been kinder to me then I deserve…” inside her gift were crocheted bedding for a crib, he smiled at her, “They are lovely. I will definitely be putting them on Scorpius’ bed. Thank you…”

Narcissa held out her gift stiffly, “It’s a gift from your godfather…he has been staying at the manor.”

Draco opened the chest and found a number of potions; from pregnancy related to treating childhood illnesses. He smiled, “How is Uncle Sev? I should come visit him soon. I could have been kinder to him during sixth year…” but he had dreadful things on his mind…

Narcissa turned pink “He is well…”

Andromeda chuckled, “I always knew you had a soft spot for him…he is a better man then Lucius ever was.”

Hermione gasped, “Professor Snape survived?”

Draco snorted, “What self-respecting Spy Potions Master wouldn’t carry anti-venom when Nagini was used to dispose of people for HIM? I wish I hadn’t made fun of Neville so much, he did kill that blasted snake.”

Molly smiled, “I’m glad he is fine…Harry took his loss hard. He must want to stay to himself like Harry…I understood why he wanted to disappear for a while. He’d done enough and he never liked the attention. Harry doesn’t think he deserved it…” her voice soft…

Draco said quietly, “He’s saved my life at least three times and our son’s once. He loves me and he doesn’t care that no one would understand why St. Potter would be with the Fallen Prince of Slytherin…”

Narcissa hugged him awkwardly, “I’m sorry I wasn’t there sooner. We had our hands full…”

“I understand Mother. It’s fine…” he didn’t want to have them find out what his father’s condition was. Not with Ron’s wife here who had serious grudges against his family.

Most didn’t seem to appreciate his St. Potter comment except George.

George chuckled, “St. Potter? What does Harry think of that name?”

Narcissa tried to restrain a smile, “He does have a tendency to rescue people…some that don’t deserve it.”

Molly clapped her hand, “Who has another present?”

Gabrielle seemed to float her feet barely skimming the ground, “For Scorpius…”

Draco kissed her cheeks, “Merci beaucoup…” inside wrapped in lace was a protection amulet, he glanced at her, “Gabrielle?”

She smiled, “It waz made by our grandmother. I thought perhaps yoo would appreciate it.” she blushed, “’Arry…is a wonderful person…‘e is very kind…”

Draco nodded, “I should have been nicer to him that year…we all should have been…” he would definitely place it in the nursery where it would hopefully protect all of the children, Scorpius would be the one he worried about the most…

Hermione held out shaking hands, “I brought this…” a slim package…

Draco opened it to find an object he didn’t recognized, he glanced at Granger, “What is it?”

Hermione sighed, “It is a Muggle device called an Ipod and a speaker set. I put Orchestral Music on it mostly Mozart. It is said that music like that increases a baby’s intelligence. I managed to find pieces by Wizard composers that were similar. I made it run on magic rather then batteries. Oliver was bragging how Ipods were so much more convenient then his old CD player. He showed me how to change its energy source and to add Wizarding music as well as Muggle Cds to the device. I thought you could play the music to put them to sleep…”

Draco asked softly, it was a thoughtful gift; how Granger to choose a gift to stimulate the mind. “Would Harry know how to use it?” he would no doubt learn but he would prefer Granger didn’t show him.

Hermione snorted, “He better, he was raised by Muggles. It’s all simple really. Besides, I left the instructions in the box.”

Ginny waved her wand and a gift floated towards Draco coming to a rest in front of him, “It’s something us Seekers would appreciate…”

Inside were baby rompers that resembled Quidditch uniforms; one was Holyhead Harpies Weasley #6, another was Puddlemere United #7, Wood- no doubt Oliver, the former Captain and Keeper for the Gryffindor team. Oliver was a decent bloke…far more so then Marcus Flint. He unfolded the last outfit, Adrian Vaisley, a former teammate and housemate who played as a Chaser who went on to play for Tutshill Tornados. He wasn’t sure how much of the tampering was true; it reminded him of Marcus and hoped his sons would be more like Harry if they became team captain. He wished he hadn’t become a Death Eater then perhaps he could have become Slytherin’s Captain. He smiled, “Thank you with so much Quidditch in their blood I doubt they will fail at the sport. After all we have Chasers, Seekers, Keepers and Beaters in the blood.”

Ginny snorted, “Then we have Percy, who falls from a broom an inch off the ground and breaks his collarbone. That boy is strange…”

Molly glared, “You should watch your tongue Ginny. So what if he didn’t play Quidditch? He received Twelve Os for his O.W.L.s as well as his N.E.W.T.s, he has served as Junior Undersecretary for three Ministers of Magic and as Secretary for Minister Shacklebolt as well as being a War Hero…”

“Percy is shacking up with his on-again-off-again boyfriend Oliver Wood who was just named Captain of Puddlemere United. The right hand of the Minister of Magic sleeping with a Professional Quidditch player, what would the Wizarding world say to that? Seriously, they should just get married…”

Molly nodded, “There are still plenty of war orphans to adopt…”

Everyone chuckled; Molly’s obsession with grandchildren was legendary…

There were more presents…

They had been sent from friends of Harry…

Draco had lost all of his so-called friends to death or Azkaban after their Seventh year…

Besides, George, Fleur and Gabrielle, he didn’t really have friends…

George pulled out his gift, “Collapsible trunk…I thought it would be a practical gift…” he tapped it, “Returno…” he chuckled, “To shrink it…say…Collapsus…”

Draco smiled, waving his wand as his gifts arranged themselves inside it. He followed George’s directions, “Thanks I still think it is quite laughable. The best Friend of Draco Malfoy is George Weasley…”

“You’re a good man Draco, despite the current gender state. You would have made an excellent Lion.”

Draco frowned, “Perhaps I would have found a better use for Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder…”

Hermione sniffed, “Even the Great Draco, Prince of Slytherin has time for all that nonsense?”

Angelina glared, “It pays the bills and people need to learn to laugh sometimes and their products aren’t all that bad. Buying Zonko’s and remodeling while Hogwarts was repaired was a smart business tactic.” she was defensive of the company her husband helped run…

Molly cleared her throat, “Enough! I don’t want to hear anymore fighting. Perhaps, we should call it a day. I still have to cook for Arthur…” her face flushed a little.

Narcissa looked at the floor, “I shouldn’t leave Severus alone with Lucius for too long. Draco’s father can be a challenge…”

Draco said quietly, “If I use a concealing charm, would it be alright to come over tomorrow? I miss uncle Sev and Father is probably starting to notice my absence. Or does he think I am away at school?” one never knew with Lucius…

Narcissa kissed her son‘s hair, “We’ll be happy to see you…if we stay away from the East Wing…it should be safe…”

Draco nodded thoughtfully, “I’ll ask Harry…can Andromeda and Teddy come?”

“Of course…”
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