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Of Dragons and Jewels	By : CaptainParisStarr Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 19289 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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They began laying into her the second she returned home.
“Where were you? We were looking everywhere...”
“Don't just take of like that, you scared me half to death. I just lost my parents, I can't lose a sister too...”
Harry's and Draco's words blended together in a wave of worry that she allowed to wash over her and clean her of the taint of murder.
“I had some unfinished business to attend to.” She stated simply as soon as they both stopped to take a breath.
“Unfinished business? Don't tell me you went back there? To him?”
“Dino's dead, he won't be coming after me ever again.”
Something in her tone chilled both men into silence. Through that silence Caelum's cries could be heard, and she headed upstairs to feed him, leaving them both to wonder why she smelled faintly of smoke.

The question of whether or not she would be tied to Dino's death was answered as she read the evening edition of a muggle paper the next day. The story was on the second page, and his official cause of death was listed as 'unexplained spontaneous human combustion.'
So long as no one called in Fox Mulder and Dana Scully, she would be fine. Only they could trace the fire to supernatural causes. And, fortunately for her, The X-Files was pure fiction.
At least, that's what she thought, not knowing the full extent of the Ministry of Magic yet.
Anyway, he was a wanted sex trafficker and pedophile sex-offender, so no one at the police station would be mourning him, or wanting to dig deeply into his death. That was the way these things worked, and she was using that to her advantage. And would continue to do so.
Setting the paper aside, she turned her attention to playing with Caelum, feeling younger than she had since she'd left home. She didn't notice anything else until she felt Draco's hand on her shoulder.
“Jewel...” He nodded towards the paper.
“Don't ask. Please, don't ask.” She looked straight into his eyes as she spoke.
“Are you okay?” He wanted to ask if she was involved with Dino's death in any way, but knew that she would not give him a straight answer, and the thought that his younger sister was a murderer made his stomach clench.
“Yes, I'm better than ever.” She pulled away from him and snagged something from the table in the sitting room. “A letter came for you today.”
“A letter for me?” The letter was indeed for him, from a Ms Amelia Butterworth, Attorney at Law. The Law Witch who managed the legal affairs of the Malfoy family. But why was she writing to him?
The answer came as he read her letter, and he realized that his father had never changed his will. He was still legally the Malfoy heir, and Malfoy Manor was now his.
She explained in the letter that his father had made an appointment with her to change his will, but he died before said meeting could be conducted.
He was named heir, and inherited everything, nothing in the will was to be left to Narcissa.
Of course, had she still been alive, Draco would have seen to it that his mother got her fair share, and got to continue living in the manor that now could now have been a real home to her.
If only.
Caelum was not mentioned at all.
Harry found him rereading the letter in shock some time later after Jewel fetched him, worried that it was more bad news.
“Draco? Is everything okay?” Harry tenderly touched Draco's shoulder as he spoke, conveying his concern.
“Yes. It's better than okay.” He looked up at his lover with the biggest grin Harry had ever seen. “My father never changed his will. I am still his legal heir, and that means Malfoy Manor is legally mine. I-” He cut himself off from saying that he had a home again, realizing that Harry had become his home.
“I want to stay here though, with you. I'll write to Aunt Bella, and ask her to be a live-in custodian for me until such time as I'm able, and willing, to resume residence in the Manor.”
Harry breathed a sigh of relief and hugged Draco tight. “That sounds like a good plan to me. Even the part involving Bellatrix Lestrange.” They both laughed as another owl swooped in through the window, and gave Draco yet another letter.
“I still have to meet with my family's Law Witch to finalize things, but the will is crystal clear.” He opened the new letter. “Oh, and Quality Quidditch Supplies wants me to come in tomorrow for a job- wait what?” He re-read the letter. “Yeah, they want me in for a job interview.”
“An interview already?” Harry grinned wider. Then he frowned. “But you don't-”
“It could be months until my fathers assets are passed on to me, so for the next few months I still need a job. Plus, it will do me some good to work a menial job for a while, give me an appreciation for the lives of those not born into money.”
At that, Harry's smile turned tender, and he brushed some hair out of Draco's eyes. “What is it?”
“Nothing, its just that you've really matured over the past few days.”
“Really? I'm glad to hear it.”

That night, Harry couldn't sleep. Though the celebration sex he had had with Draco had worn him out physically, he simply could not calm his mind. Thoughts swirled through his brain, thoughts of boys in dresses, and of Jewel. He kept picturing her lifting her skirt to flash her male anatomy, and it made his body feel hot and heavy.
Resisting the urge to squirm, he gazed down at the blond head pillowed on his chest. Draco was sleeping soundly, and Harry had no desire to wake him up. He had no desire to confess what was going through his mind, either. Since Draco was still jealous of Jewel having fucked Harry first, Harry was scared that if Draco knew he still desired Jewel sexually, it would only increase his jealousy.
But he wasn't sure if he could hide it for long. Sooner or later it would be revealed, and he still did not know why he was attracted to Jewel. What was it about her that made his blood heat so? He was not in love with her, and though he wasn't in love with him either it was Draco he wanted to be with long-term; yet his lust for Jewel was stronger than his lust for Draco.
Why? What was it about her? The thoughts circled through his mind, one after another, nothing changing, nothing revealed. There were no epiphanies, no clues, nothing other than an increasing sense that he was getting dizzy.
He was so wrapped up in his thoughts that he almost failed to notice when Draco stirred, until he lifted his head from Harry's chest. Holding his breath, he waited for Draco to say something, anything, but all the blond did was slip out of bed and quietly walk to the bathroom.
Sighing, Harry rolled over onto his side and hugged the pillow tightly to his chest. He was safe for now, but how long would it be before Draco clued into his inner turmoil?
As it turned out, it was only a few minutes. When Draco returned from his trip to the bathroom, he slipped back into bed, and cuddled up behind Harry.
“Are you okay? You seem like your worried about something.”
“Shit... I...” Harry almost began crying, and was at a loss for words.
“Do you regret co-filing to adopt Caelum with me?”
“No!” Sitting upright, Harry turned towards his lover. “No, I don't regret that. I... I can see why you love Caelum so much, I'm already beginning to fall for his charms. No it's... It's Jewel whose on my mind...”
“Because she might have murdered her former pimp?” Draco held his breath, but Harry shook his head.
“No... I'm still attracted to her...” Harry whispered the confession, but Draco still heard it.
“You're still...” Draco tensed, and released Harry. But he wasn't alarmed or jealous. No, he was gazing thoughtfully at Harry instead, as he realized a fact that Harry was missing.
He realized that Harry might have a fetish for men wearing female clothing, a fetish that would explain why Harry had gone for Jewel in the first place. But he pretended to be jealous, as he rolled over to face away from Harry.
“Draco...?”
“I... need time to accept that you still want to fuck my sister. Please, Harry, give me some space for tonight, we can talk about this more tomorrow.” Draco begged, secretly planning to talk to Jewel about borrowing a dress before they discussed this more.
If his suspicion was correct, then Harry would be aroused by the sight of him in a dress; aroused enough to forget any desire he had for Jewel.
As he listened to Harry settle back down to sleep without touching him for the first time since Draco had moved in, he knew that there was only one way to be certain that his suspicions were correct.
He had to cross dress in front of Harry and see what would happen next.
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