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The Power Of Love	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5431 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Trouble.

They'd been at Hogwarts nearly a week when the trouble started. Because Kai couldn't possibly take flying lessons he had the periods free when his friends were flying on the condition that he spend it studying in the library. It was when he was alone in the library that the 'trouble' happened.

"Oh look, it's the blind little blood traitor!" a voice cackled from the other side of the table he was using. Kai froze, fingers pausing as he read the latest assigned chapter for Potions. "And he doesn't have his pathetic bodyguards with him today." Kai heard six voices laugh, all male, all older.

"What do you think guys? Should we take him somewhere private and teach him what he deserves for turning back on his true family?" another voice sneered very close to Kai's ear. Two hands settled heavily on his shoulders.

"Please…leave me alone," Kai said quietly, trembling under the heavy hands.

"Please…leave me alone," the voice close to his ear made fun of him. "No."

Hands grabbed his arms suddenly and he was pulled backwards, knocking the chair over. He was dragged over it and cried out in fear and pain. The Slytherins didn't bother with silencing spells; one of them simply punched him in the jaw to knock him senseless for enough time for them to get him out of the library and into an empty classroom. They let go of him and he stumbled to the floor, curling over to protect himself as much as possible.

"Who wants the first go?" one laughed loudly. There was no audible answer but someone's boot suddenly made hard contact with his ribs. He gasped in pain as the boot struck again and again. He was dragged up by his tie and a fist smashed into his jaw, his nose, his eye. His cries turned to pain filled sobs, as he grew weaker and weaker. Then he was dropped suddenly, no one touching him for a few moments. And then it started again, a different style of beating, a different boy. In total six boys had a go at beating the defenceless boy up, the others laughing at their sport, encouraging them to hurt him more and more, hit him harder, kick him harder.

"Let's get out of here," one said when they had reduced him to little more than a sobbing mass on the floor, weak and in pain. A hand grabbed his hair and forced his face up, he imagined so that the boy who spoke could look him in the eye. He couldn't look back. "Not that you can tell who we are of course blind boy but if you tell anyone who you think did this to you your little friends will get it even worse. Especially the Weasel girl. Understand?"

"Yes…"

They left him then and he curled up in a ball and sobbed his heart out, wishing more than anything that he'd never come to Hogwarts.

Jason whistled happily to himself as he took a detour from his flying class to his dorm room, feeling the need to avoid his fellow students for a few minutes. He'd not been that confident a flyer…until he realised how much easier he found it than everyone else. He was to say the least a natural like his father. Now instead of dreading flying he was looking forward to the next lesson. He was startled from his thoughts about flying when he heard sobbing coming from one of the classrooms to his right. Frowning he figured out which one, opened the door slowly and peered in.

"Kai?" he couldn't help gasping in shock. He rushed forwards mostly out of instinct and put his hands gently on his twins shoulder and hip as the other boy lay curled up on his side. His uniform was a torn and bloody mess, his face bruised and even more bloody than his clothes, "What happened?"

"S-someone dragged me from the library and-and attacked me," Kai sobbed.

"Do you know why it was?" Jason asked, horrified at what had happened.

"N-No. I didn't recognise their voices and obviously they didn't say," Jason suspected Kai was lying but he couldn't force him to tell the truth if he didn't want to. "Can you…can you help me get to the hospital wing? I-I hurt…a lot."

"Dad'll be furious when he hears about this," Jason said as he helped Kai to stand, putting his twins arm around his shoulders while his went around Kai's waist to steady him.

"I hope he wont be too mad with me," Kai mumbled.

"With you? He wont be mad at you! He'll be out to kill whoever it was that did this to you!" Jason all but shouted as they began to slowly walk towards the Hospital Wing. "He'd be furious whoever it was in his house, but you…his long lost son…he'll be spitting fire at anyone who he suspects!"

"Oh dear," Kai mumbled. Jason kept Kai talking as they slowly made their way to the hospital wing and found out many things about his twin he probably never would have known. Kai loved listening to piano music. His favourite author was someone called Stephanie Meyer. He loved to make up stories and wanted to be a writer when he grew up.

"Here we are," Jason said cheerfully as they arrived at the Hospital Wing. "Um, could we have some help please?"

To say the two nurses made a fuss was a huge understatement.

Dear Mr Malfoy,

Dear Draco,

I've asked Kai to write to you himself about this but…well if he's anything like Jason he'll skirt around the subject and barely tell you anything. Kai was attacked the other day at school by a group of boys. He's all doing right now but because of his disability he has been unable to identify his attackers. The attack happened while his classmates were taking their flying lesson, a lesson he has been excused from for obvious reasons. Now we have obviously taken new measures to ensure Kai's safety and his friend Ken has agreed to give up the flying lessons and stay with Kai so he's not alone. If we ever find out who attacked him you have my deepest assurances they will be thoroughly punished, if not by me then by Hermione. She's still as scary as she used to be when she's pissed.

Oh and on a more cheerful note, Kai is a credit to you in every way. He's already top of his class in Potions, History of Magic and Muggle Studies, keeps reminding me of Hermione in our first year, books, books and more books. Jason's much more…practical, he's more likely to fly (without permission) than to willingly pick up a book in his free time.

I was also wondering if you would like to meet up some time? I've missed you Draco and I want to get to know you again. I would also love to get to know your children, especially Jamie…why didn't you ever tell me I had another son Draco? Why didn't you tell me where you were? I would have helped in any way I could.

Listen to me, prattling on completely away from the real subject of this letter. As I said Kai is all right now but if you wish to come and see him for yourself let me know and I will arrange it.

From,

Professor H. J. Potter.

Dear Harry,

I am coming to the school to see Kai tomorrow.

Draco.

"Dad?" Kai asked with a frown as he caught a whiff of the familiar scent as he, Ken and Dominique left the hall after breakfast. "What are you doing here?"

"I got a letter from Harry," Draco said, pulling gently on Kai's elbow to lead him out into the courtyard. His two friends followed, watching as Draco easily led his son to one of the stone benches, sat him down and used his hand to gently turn his face from side to side, examining the rapidly fading bruises. "Oh Kai…"

"I'm ok now Dad," Kai said quietly.

"Are you sure you can't identify who did this?" Draco asked worriedly, tears filling his eyes as he saw just how badly his baby boy must have been beaten for the bruises to be like this four days after the attack.

"No dad, the voices all blurred together," Kai said truthfully. There was only one voice he remembered vividly, the leader. But he wasn't going to say anything. "I'm ok now, everyone's watching out for anyone suspicious. Especially Ken and Dominique who were with me…"

"They're over by the door watching us. Don't they trust your father?" Kai smiled softly and the two platinum blondes laughed together. "I'm glad you've made some good friends."

"They are good friends," Kai agreed. "I'd like to stay and chat dad but we do have to get to class."

"Of course you do. I just wanted to see for myself that you were all right," Draco said, his hands cupping Kai's cheeks, his thumb stroking as lightly as possible over the nastiest bruise on his cheek. "I know it's pointless me saying this and you'll probably never take me up on the offer but if you want to come home you just have to tell me or tell a teacher. I will come and get you in a heartbeat."

"I know dad but I want to stay, I won't let the bullies win. Plus you said it, I can be a wizard just as well as anyone," Kai pointed out, his hand touching his dads before feeling down and grabbing his wrist, "But thanks for the offer."

"So what's your first lesson of the day?" Draco asked.

"Double Potions," Kai answered.

"Ooh, nasty," Draco winced.

"I don't mind it, I like potions," Kai said with a grin.

"Mind if I walk with you?" Draco asked.

"Not all the way…" Kai said slowly.

"Ashamed to be seen with me?" Draco asked, pretending to be hurt.

"No! Just… just don't want the bullies, whoever they are, to think that I need to hold my daddy's hand," Kai's voice trailed off into a mumble and Draco smiled softly, his thumb stroking his eldest sons cheek again.

"It's ok. I understand," Draco said reassuringly. "So potions?"

"Potions."

Draco had watched from the end of the hall as Kai and his friends entered the familiar potions classroom, Ken guiding his son with a gentle grip on his arm. Wandering around for a while he visited his old familiar haunts and eventually found himself at the Quidditch pitch, watching a Harry teach a first year flying lesson (Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff). It was much more fun than he remembered, there seemed to be a constant flow of jokes and laughter from both Professor and students. Draco smiled softly; Harry was a really good teacher. He was turning to go, to walk back into Hogsmeade and Apparate back to the Manor when Harry spotted him,

"Draco!"

"Hello Harry," he smiled in greeting as his ex-husband landing in front of him.

"Did you manage to find Kai?" Harry asked, leaning almost carelessly on his broom with his back to his class that actually seemed to be doing only what they had been set. Draco smiled softly as he remembered the not-strictly-to-lesson-plan things he and Harry had got up to during their first flying lesson at Hogwarts.

"I did. We talked for a while," Draco answered, "Thank you for writing to me. You were right; he would have glossed over the subject so I wouldn't worry. He'd like that." Harry nodded, he'd suspected as much.

"Have you thought about what I said towards the end of the letter?" Harry asked. A little scream snapped their attention to the class but it had only been a little Hufflepuff girl who had almost lost her balance but was fine now.

"I have," Draco answered the question once they were both sure that the girl was alright, "And I was going to write to you about it when I got home. I didn't think that I'd have time to talk to you today. I would like to invite you to dinner. You pick the day as at the moment you're the only one with a job."

"I'd love to come to dinner," Harry said with a thankful smile. "Do you want me to pick a date now or can I let you know later?"

"Later is fine," Draco reassured him.

"Cool," Harry smiled, "Well I'd best get back to my class before someone kills themselves. It was nice to see you again Draco and I'll let you know the date as soon as possible."

"It was nice to see you too. You're…you're a good teacher Harry."

"Thank you. Well, bye," Harry held out his hand.

"Your welcome," Draco shook his ex-husbands hand, "And bye."

"I'm home!" Draco called out as he shut the front door of the manor behind him. There was no answer but in such a big building that was really a surprise. "Nippy?" The house elf appeared before him. "Where is everyone?"

"Master Jamie is in his room. Miss Ellie is in the kitchen. Master Kian is with Master Lucius in his study," the house elf replied, happy to please.

"Thank you…what's Ellie doing in the kitchen?"

"Helping to make cookies."

"Of course she is," Draco smiled, "That'll be all for now but could you just put my coat in my room for me?" The house elf eagerly took the coat as Draco shrugged out of it and disappeared with a click of his fingers. Draco then headed up to Jamie's room, finding him playing happily on his brand new Xbox 360. "Don't play on that for too long Jamie."

"I wont," Jamie answered, his attention focused on the car race he was currently winning. Draco smiled, shaking his head as he shut his son's door on his way out and then headed to his fathers study, trusting the house elves to keep Ellie happy and safe down in the kitchen.

"Hello father," Draco said as he entered the study. Kian was sat on the rug in front of the fire, slowly reading through one of Draco's old Wizarding storybooks, giggling happily.

"Hello Draco," Lucius greeted him from where he sat in his most comfortable armchair, a thick book open in his lap.

"Grandfather?" Kian asked, pulling on Lucius' robes.

"Yes Kian?" Lucius leaned down to the little boy.

"What does that word say?" Kian asked, pointing to the offending word as Draco sat down in the chair next to his father.

"Sound it out Kian," Lucius encouraged with a smile.

"Dis-Dis-a…" Kian frowned, "…po-po-in-int-ed?"

"Well done Kian, that was very good. It's disappointed," Lucius said the word slowly, "Disappointed."

"Dis-a-point-ed," Kian repeated.

"Well done Kian," Draco said enthusiastically.

"Thank you daddy!" Kian squealed happily, going back to his story.

"How did it go Draco?" Lucius asked.

"Kai's fine now," Draco answered, "A bit bruised and I think a little frightened but he's got some good friends. And Harry will look after him."

"Did you talk to Harry?" Lucius asked, absently rubbing his chest over his aching heart. It had been hurting him all day but he was used to his body aching.

"I did," Draco smiled softly, "He's a very good teacher. And-And well I was wondering…I'd like to go back to work."

"But Draco…"

"No, not like I was. I mean, back when the twins were born I had the idea of becoming a teacher or a teaching assistant for children with disabilities. I wanted to help Kai and Jason," Draco explained softly, "And seeing Harry teaching first years how to fly…well it brought that back. What do you think?"

"I think you should do it," Lucius said, smiling at his son.

"It might mean you looking after the children more than you have been already…" Draco said slowly with a worried frown.

"Draco, I don't mind looking after my grandchildren."

"Ok, sorry," Draco looked down at his hands, "I just didn't want to impose…"

"Draco."

"Shutting up now."

"Good. Now I'm going to go and see how Ellie's going with her cookies," Lucius said, pushing himself up with his hands on the arms of the chair. He made a small noise of pain as the ache in his chest intensified quickly.

"Father?" Draco asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, it's just…"

Lucius collapsed.

A/N There we go, another chapter for you readers of mine. Next chapter - Title Undecided. (Sorry guys, you'll just have to wait.)
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