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Better Late Than Never	By : SlythindorMalfoy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 23000 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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CHAPTER 16
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter and it's associated characters etc. All belongs to J.K Rowling and Warner Bros.
A/N: Please forgive me. Please, please forgive me for this long wait. I am truly sorry. RL has seriously been a bitch, not only to me but also my wonderful beta djaddict. I'm hoping we are back on track but it's not certain. We will try our best to not have this long a wait again. Key word is TRY. I promise, again, that I will never abandon this story. Thank you to everyone who has stuck with me. :D
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Any remaining mistakes are all mine. Hope you enjoy and don't forget to review!
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Harry was lost in the slow, languid glide of Draco's tongue against his own. As usual, the kiss was exquisite and he didn't think he would ever tire of doing it. His hands had long ago crept into the fine, blond strands as the kiss deepened. Draco's hands were in a constant rhythm as they clenched and unclenched around his hips. He felt glad knowing that Draco was so obviously holding back for him. Soon, they had to come up for air. Breathing was an unfortunate necessity sometimes. A smile tugged at his lips as Draco's forehead connected with his and grey eyes filled with so much love were staring down at him.
"Hi." He whispered, smiling cheekily.
"Hello Harry." Draco huskily replied, a smile also forming on his lips. Harry's eyes followed the movement and it wasn't long till he was reaching up for another kiss, a muffled moan escaping as soon as Draco dipped his tongue inside. Feeling a little frisky, he pulled back just a little bit and laid small kisses at the corner of the blond's mouth. Steadily, he made a trail of kisses till he reached his throat. He was a little nervous but Draco kept rubbing small circles on his back. Those same hands suddenly stuttered when he placed a small open mouthed kiss just behind his ear. Harry smirked as the pulse point jumped when he did it again. He then added an experimental flick of his tongue and was rewarded with a low moan and tight grips on either side of his hips. He tortured the blond a little more before stopping, tilting his head back to smile mischievously up at him. Draco grinned and before Harry could blink, a very experienced mouth was attacking his neck.
"Oh!" was all he managed as his knees practically gave away at the sensations coursing through his body. He never knew he was sensitive there! More moans escaped him as Draco teased the skin with his teeth before gently licking it. His heart was going a mile a minute. "Draco…" he moaned out, barely able to keep concentrating. The onslaught suddenly stopped and he had to shake his head to try to clear it. He looked up to find those grey eyes shining down at him with amusement and arousal. A blush formed as he thought about his reactions to a simple snog but he realised it shouldn't matter. Ginevra never tried to find his sensitive spots and in any case, this was Draco Malfoy, he was sure he wouldn't have had those reactions with just anyone else.
"Sickle for your thoughts?"Draco murmured in his ear and he shivered slightly.
"Nope. It's nothing." He replied before leaning into the other man. Draco just chuckled lightly and led them to the sofa. As soon as they sat down, two steaming cups of tea and a teapot appeared on the small table beside them. Each of them grabbing one and taking a sip.
"So, tell me about your day Harry. How did the trip with James go?"
"It was really great. He absolutely loved the Broom Exhibition at the museum. We even had a heart to heart after. It's strange but we've been having a lot of those since the divorce." He said.
"It's understandable. It's as if the two of you are learning new things about each other, finally seeing the real person." Draco suggested.
"I know, it's just…it's terrible because he's my son. I've raised him for twelve years and it is like I never knew the real him." He muttered morosely. "I mean, I didn't expect to know everything but I feel like James is a completely different person Draco. Where did the angry, mischievous kid go?"
"He left with Ginevra, Harry. You know she was poisoning their minds. Albus only escaped because he spent so much time with you. I don't think James has changed per se, I think he is just being who he was always meant to be without Ginevra's influence." Draco finished, looking at him seriously. Harry thought about it and he understood, especially when James' words came back to him.
"You know, he thought I loved Albus more, and that stupid bint just encouraged his thoughts. Not like I was any better though. I don't know, I still feel like I should've done more." He said softly, leaning into Draco when the other shifted closer to offer comfort.
"Maybe…Maybe not, but that's all in the past Harry. Now, the both of you have the opportunity to make things better. It's good that the both of you are actually willing to do so."
"Hmm. I guess you're right. I know we can get through this. Thanks Dray. I knew coming over here was a great idea." Harry said, giving him a small peck on his lips.
"You're welcome Harry. I'm glad you appreciate my superior thinking skills." He replied with a smirk.
"Prat." Harry uttered.
"Your prat." Draco countered, staring at him. Harry smiled, big and wide. Yes, this blond beauty was definitely his.
"Yes. You. Are." He responded, punctuating each word with a kiss. They sat together for a bit longer before Draco broke the silence.
"You know, we could plan a trip when the boys return for the two weeks in April. James could come along. He can spend time with Albus and get to know Scorpius. If he wants to, of course." Draco suggested softly and Harry already loved the idea.
"That's a great idea Dray! I'll owl the boys tomorrow to see what they think. I'm sure they'll talk about it together seeing that they've also gotten really close."
"Well, you will have to tell me how he responds. I will owl Scorpius as well. Things are changing for the better Harry. It will not be easy but it will happen. I think this has made you and the children a lot stronger and strengthened your relationships as well." Draco assured him, his strong arms wrapping around him. Harry just nodded and smiled, leaning more into the embrace. He had to believe what Draco said. He knew that he wasn't alone in all this, that his kids weren't alone. Things would be okay... It would be.
Draco sat in his favorite armchair drinking a cup of tea. His mind kept replaying that evening spent with Harry a week ago. After their heated kissing session and the talk, they had spent the rest of the evening just enjoying each other's company. Then he had eventually moved to his desk to catch up on his work whilst Harry slept peacefully on his sofa. Yes, he had designated it as Harry's. He loved how comfortable they were with each other. The scene was so domestic and perfect. Things were moving along quickly but sometimes he felt like it wasn't fast enough. He had patience but it faltered when his dreams were dangling so closely in front of him. Yet, somehow, it was still out of reach.
An idea suddenly popped into his head. They would go on a date! He and Harry spent lots of time together but it had been awhile since they went on a date. Gently, he placed his tea on the small table beside him before summoning quill, ink and parchment. He quickly began to outline his plans. It would be simple yet amazing. They would have a nice dinner, he already had the perfect restaurant in mind, followed by a moonlit walk through the Malfoy gardens. Harry hadn't seen them yet but he was sure he'd love them. He smiled, in just a few minutes, he had planned the perfect date, and it was going to be perfect. Malfoys never did anything less. Now, all he had to do was send a letter to make the dinner reservations. He hoped Harry didn't have any plans a week from now. He would write to him about it but he'd keep their destination a secret. He quickly penned the letter to the restaurant and whistled for Hades when he was finished.
Hades was just a speck in the sky when his floo pinged. With a quick flick of his wand, it unlocked and the tall figure of Blaise stepped through.
"Good day Blaise." He said getting up to hug his brother in all but blood.
"Hello Draco." Blaise replied in his deep baritone, accepting the small hug. "How have you been? I haven't seen or heard from you since the paternity testing, and even then we barely spoke." Blaise stated. Draco cringed slightly. If he didn't know his best friend so well, he wouldn't have detected the hurt in his voice. He felt a stab of guilt for neglecting Blaise, he had been so focused on Harry. It was no excuse, Blaise had always been there for him.
"I know. I am truly sorry Blaise. I won't give you an excuse because I have none." He replied contritely, as he ushered them to Harry's sofa. "I have been fine since we last spoke. What about you?" he asked and was pleased when a plate of sandwiches appeared with some tea on the table near them.
"I accept your apology. I know how busy you have been with everything. I have been well. Still enjoying the bachelor life, unlike you." Blaise replied with a smirk as he sipped his tea. Draco snorted in amusement before he caught the end of the sentence.
"What do you mean 'unlike me'?" he questioned.
"Potter is no longer married," was all Blaise said with that same infuriating smirk. Draco sputtered indignantly as Blaise's deep laughter reverberated throughout the room.
"I don't know why I still feel that I can hide things from you." He muttered, with a small shake of his head. Aside from his mother, Blaise was the only other person who could read him so easily. Maybe Scorpius too. He hoped one day Harry would be included in that list.
"Don't worry Draco, it is fun to see you try. So, how quickly are things progressing?" He asked, taking a bite of a sandwich.
"Honestly, surprisingly quickly. I have a feeling he has been wanting this for a while. Maybe not me per se, but something new. I really think he has been bisexual all along and probably just now figuring it out." He confided to his friend.
"Hmm. It would make sense. Potter did get with the bitch straight out of Hogwarts, and judging from his time at school, I highly doubt he had the chance to experiment."
"That makes a lot of sense. I would also bet my entire fortune that she suspected it and was afraid she'd lose her chance.'
"I hate to say it, but that is an incredibly Slytherin move." Blaise muttered and Draco had to agree. It was the perfect plan. Harry would have been exhausted after everything and would be craving normalcy, and to be settled. It was bloody brilliant. Snatch Harry up before he went searching somewhere else.
"Clever little bitch" He murmured. "It must be destroying her now that all her plans were for nothing. I'm happy she's still in a right state."
"I'm sure she is and it's about to get worse." Blaise said with an evil grin.
"Do tell Blaise." Draco prompted when Blaise just continued to grin at him.
"I'll only say that she'll finally realise that she has nothing and no one left." Draco had tried to get more information out of Blaise but he remained tight lipped on the issue, adamantly refusing to divulge anything more.
"Ugh! I give up!" Draco finally shouted, after pestering Blaise for about five minutes. The other man just laughed at him and ensured him that he'd find out soon. He decided to switch topics to get his mind off of it. "You're being a stubborn prat so we'll forget about that harlot and focus on the other piece of shit. When can we move forward with the custody trial? I do not want Scorpius with that bitch anymore Blaise."
"I understand Draco. Dealing with her lawyer is a pain. It seems they can never decide on what stipulations they want. She wants money and Scorpius. Her lawyer believes she can only get one."
"She will get none! We have to make sure of it Blaise. I am sick of her. I am sick of her trying to make Scorpius hate me, you should see his face every time he has to return there. I can't stand it!" he shouted, getting up to pace. Things were not moving quickly enough. He knew the bitch was stalling purposefully. He had allowed it because he thought it would help build a stronger case against her but this was going too far. He really needed to focus on getting his shit together. Being with Harry was his goal but it seemed he needed to keep reminding himself that Harry should not be brought into an unsettled home. He would get his son. There was no doubt about it.
"Draco, you know I am doing my best. We have a strong case. Now, we need to just push it forward, force her hand. I will talk to those in charge of the Family Affairs Department and we will get a date. Do not worry Draco. Scorpius will be home soon."
"Thank you, Blaise. It's just a lot right now, I feel sort of guilty as well. I haven't been pushing it as much as I should. I'm going to focus more on that now." He promised.
"Okay. Maybe you should talk to Potter about it Draco. I'm sure he'd like to help, it's also a way for you to share your problems, and you're both going through the same thing." Blaise offered with a smile, getting up to leave.
Draco walked over and gave a huge hug to his surprised friend. This was why Blaise was so important to him. He always kept him grounded and offered the best advice. "Thanks again Blaise." He said softly, stepping back. Blaise nodded with a bigger smile, before he exited through the floo.
Draco returned to his armchair and just relaxed. He had enjoyed the evening with his 'brother' and he vowed to make a better effort. Blaise was right, he could talk to Harry about anything. Harry was always sharing something about himself and coming to Draco for advice, it was time he did the same. He remembered what Harry said at the dragon reserve, that he was there to help him as well. He needed to get his act together if he wanted everything to be okay.
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Draco woke up bright and early the next morning, got dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast with his mother. He gave her the usual kiss on the cheek before sitting at the head of the table. The food appeared a minute later and they both tucked in, talking about random things as they ate. A flutter of wings caught his attention and he just moved things aside to make room for the owl post. He paid the delivery owl and took the letter from the other one before giving them bacon to eat. As they ate, Draco casually opened the daily prophet and blinked before a decidedly evil grin appeared on his face. Theo wasted no time it seemed. He and Lily were on the front page, clearly looking like they were having the time of their lives. They were photographed shopping at a famous toy store in wizarding France. Lily was looking at Theo as if he was her hero. Draco just knew that the she-devil had already lost her daughter. This was clearly what Blaise was referring to. It would be made worse by the fact that she was the one who raised her daughter to be that way. To only appreciate those who could give her what she wanted. He wasn't worried though, he knew Theo would tone it down a bit or maybe teach her to use it in a way that wouldn't make her vulnerable. He had no qualms though, that this wasn't a deliberate move to further crush the bitch. The article was going on and on about Lily's fairy-tale life with her father. He didn't feel sorry for the bint. She deserved it. Every. Single. Bit.
(A week later, 7th-8th March)
It was the day before the first visitation with Lily and Ginny was not afraid to admit to herself that she was nervous. She and Nott, well mostly Nott, had come to an agreement that visitations would be at the beginning of every month for the trial period. She was nervous because it had only been a month since her Lily went to live with the Slytherin and it was like her daughter had already forgotten about her. What had started off as daily letters were now barely once a week. Most recently, she had to send a letter in order to receive one. Lily always seemed to be writing from a different country. The Daily Prophet didn't help matters with their snippets of the new 'happy family'. It annoyed her to no end and she knew Nott was doing it on purpose. The slimy git was using her daughter against her. Maybe that would be admissible in court and she had proof! She would write to Thomas and find out as soon as possible. A chime sounded throughout the room and she ground her teeth in annoyance. This was another thing that irked her. Nott refused to agree on a set time for the visitations on the grounds that they were busy, so she had to go whenever he was ready. He would only open his floo at whatever time he chose and she would be notified via the chiming sound. If she missed it, there would be no visitation, thus she had to sit and wait for whenever he felt like calling her, as if she was his fucking puppet! With a soft snarl, she got up, smoothed her clothing and flooed to the Nott residence. She knew the fool wasn't rich like Harry or the other pure-bloods but he clearly had enough judging from the opulence of the room she stepped out in, and that was just the floo room!
"Mummy!" A shout rang out and tears immediately sprang to her eyes when her little angel came running towards her. She hugged her just as tightly as she was hugged, reveling in the moment. "I missed you sooo much mummy." Lily told her as she practically dragged her to what she assumed was the sitting room.
Ginny was so happy. She felt guilty for even thinking her Lily flower had forgotten about her. Of course that wasn't the case, it was Nott's doing, she was sure he was deliberately preventing her daughter from writing to her. She would not let it continue, Thomas was going to have to think of something. They had just sat down when Lily shot out of her seat with a cry of 'Daddy!' as Nott walked into the room. Her eyes twitched, she watched with annoyance as Nott easily picked Lily up and spun her around, earning delightful giggles from the nine year old. He gently placed her back down and Ginny was pleased when Lily returned to sit next to her. Nott gracefully sat on the armchair across from them and immediately began preparing tea for himself from the tray that appeared on the small table between them. Ginny followed suit while Lily had a small glass of pumpkin juice. She smile triumphantly at Nott when Lily continued to snuggle up to her, a huge smile on her face. Her angel still loved her, she was probably aching to return home.
"Lily, why don't you tell your mother about what you have done since you came here? I'm sure she's dying to know." Nott said casually, breaking her from her thoughts.
"Really Mummy?" Lily asked, eyes wide with excitement. Ginny really wanted to say no but she knew she couldn't. She plastered a smile on her face and only responded with a nod. That was all Lily needed to talk. She talked about all the countries she visited, the new toys, new clothing, her huge room in the manor and in the one in France.
Ginny's heart was breaking and she was using all her might to not show it. She was looking at Lily but she could feel Nott's eyes on her, just waiting for a slip of emotion. She was sure he was going to show the other Slytherin idiots the memory and she would not give them the satisfaction. She listened to Lily prattle on for what felt like an hour, interjecting with surprise and interest at the perfect times.
"Wow! You had a great time!" she exclaimed when Lily had finally stopped talking.
"I did mummy! It's been the best time of my life. I hope I get to stay with daddy forever!" Lily shouted before running over to hug the bastard. Ginny was shocked. She had had hope, small as it was, that Lily would've wanted to return to her despite everything but clearly that wasn't the case. Lily had no intention of ever returning with her.
"Why don't you go in your playroom Princess? Your mummy and daddy need to talk." Nott said.
"Okay Daddy." Lily chirped. She gave the idiot a hug and a kiss on his cheek before running over to her and giving her a tight hug. "I love you mummy. Thanks for coming to see me. I hope you visit again soon." She said happily before running off. Ginny stared after her. Lily didn't demand to see her again, she didn't ask when she would come again. She was going on a 'hope' and didn't even seem bothered by it. Where was the little girl who threw a fit when she hadn't seen her for a few days?
"Feeling okay Miss Weasley?" She heard Nott ask with feigned concern. Ginny clearly heard the taunting tone in his voice. She hated him. He had caused this! He had turned her Lily against her!
"I know what you're doing Nott. I know you're a disgusting Slytherin but using my own daughter against me is a new fucking low. She is a child. Have you no fucking conscience?" She whispered harshly. Nott jut looked at her and laughed. Whatever response she was expecting, it most definitely was not that.
"Thank you for the laugh Weasley." He replied when he finally stopped laughing. "I really think you should ask yourself that question. Potter is the father of how many of your children?" He asked, a vicious smile in his face. Ginny could only sputter in response. "I thought so. Now, it has been great but your time is up." He continued smoothly. Ginny couldn't believe this fool. Who was he to judge her?
"How dare yo-"
"I dare say whatever I want Weasley. Now, I have things to do and you are wasting my time. Your time is up. Follow me to the floo room."
"I am not finished here! I barely got time with Li"
Your. Time. Is. Up. Weasley! I will not repeat myself. If you do not vacate my premises now the wards will evict you." He stated firmly before leaning close to her. "No one likes filth in their house for long." He continued nastily. Ginny was horrified and this time she couldn't stop it from showing. She was about to retort but felt a tingling going through her body and knew instinctively that it was the wards. Without wanting to suffer further shame and embarrassment she quickly went to the floo and flooed to her cottage.
That was not how things were supposed to go. Lily was gone. She had nothing, nothing at all. Worst of all, she had no one.
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