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To Love Again	By : harrystrulove Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11114 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Uncle Draco! Uncle Draco!"

It was Christmas day at the Burrow, and Draco Malfoy-Potter was assisting Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen, humming along with her Celestina Warbeck album when a beautiful little girl with honey-colored eyes and bushy red hair ran up to him. He laughed joyfully as the girl wrapped her small arms around his legs in a big hug.

"Merry Christmas, Janie," the handsome blond picked up the girl and kissed her freckled cheek. "You're looking quite lovely this evening."

Janie, who preferred playing Quidditch and Exploding Snap to wearing fancy clothes, looked down at the dress robes she wore and wrinkled her freckly little nose. "These robes are awfully uncomfortable, but Mummy made me wear them."

Draco chuckled softly, "And where are your Mum and Dad, and Uncle Harry? Do they not know that it's time for dinner?"

After sending Janie to tell everybody that dinner was ready, Draco cast an expanding charm on the kitchen table to make room for all the guests while Mrs. Weasley set the table with a single flick of her wand, all the silverware and napkins arranging themselves neatly beside each plate.

"How do you and Harry like your new house, Draco?" Mrs. Weasley inquired warmly as she set out pitchers of hot butterbeer and mead.

Draco grinned at the thought of the cozy cottage he shared with his beloved. The Malfoys would've thought it small and quaint, but to him, it was home. In fact, he could call any place home, so long as Harry was there with him. "It's perfect, Molly. It's out in the country, and yet it's close enough that Harry and I can fly to work everyday if we want to. That's especially good for Harry, since he doesn't like to Apparate."

Mrs. Weasley laughed and shook her head. "He doesn't like traveling by flu powder, either. I still remember when Harry and Ron were young, and Harry used the Flu Network for the first time..."

"Are you two gossiping about me?" Harry asked jokingly as he entered the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Draco from behind. He kissed Draco's cheek and took in the Slytherin's intoxicating scent, the outer corners of his mouth turning up. It was hard to believe that they'd spent ten Christmases together...and here they were, more in love than ever.

"Don't be daft, darling," Draco chided the Gryffindor in a teasing voice. "We wouldn't dare do a thing like that." As the Slytherin turned his head to place a kiss on Harry's lips, the dragon amulet under his robes heated up a bit, warming him in the slightly drafty kitchen. After all these years, he still wore the amulet at all times. It was a quiet reminder of their first holiday together, not to mention all the hardships they'd endured to get to where they were now.

"Ewww, gross!"

Harry and Draco drew apart at the sound of Janie's voice, and laughed with Ron and Hermione at the disgusted look on her face.

Draco was quiet and pensive during dinner, just passively observing everyone around him. A lot had happened since graduating from Hogwarts. The Slytherin had become a Healer, and Harry trained to be an Auror. Hermione became Hogwarts' new Charms teacher after Professor Flitwick retired, while Ron followed in his father's footsteps and secured a job working for the Ministry of Magic. Ron and Hermione married and had Janie, who was the apple of Draco's eye. He loved her strength and spirit; she would undoubtedly be an excellent Gryffindor someday. In a lot of ways, Janie reminded him of Harry.

Then he looked over at Molly and Arthur, who were two of the kindest people he'd ever met in his entire life. Ten years ago, if anybody had told him that one day he'd regard the Weasleys as surrogate parents, he would've declared them bloody mad.

"You're quiet tonight, Draco," Harry whispered in his ear as his calloused hand caressed Draco's under the table. "Is everything all right, love?"

"Yes, of course. Everything's perfect!" Draco smiled up into those incredibly green eyes, and his heart fluttered. After all these years, he was still every bit as attracted to Harry as the night they kissed for first time, in the Room of Requirement. He flushed slightly at the thought of that particular room. They'd shared a lot of new experiences there; their first kiss, first snog session, first...

"Draco?"

At the sound of his name, the Slytherin snapped out of his reverie to find Harry grinning at him. The blond was relieved that everybody else at the table was too engrossed in conversation and laughter to notice the reddish tinge of his cheeks or the gleam in his eyes.

With amusement in his voice, Harry asked, "What are you thinking about, love?"

"We should spend our anniversary in the Room of Requirement. It's coming up, you know," Draco half-jokingly commented after they returned to their cottage later that night. The handsome blond snuggled up next to Harry in front of the fireplace, handing the Gryffindor a mug of hot mulled cider. He sighed contentedly as he remembered all those evenings they spent together in front of the Room of Requirement fireplace. He'd always loved the way the crackling fire accentuated Harry's natural beauty, his dark hair and chiseled features bathed in dazzling shades of orange.

"And why would you want to spend our anniversary there of all places?" Harry teased as he raised the mug to his lips, looking every bit like the handsome schoolboy Draco fell for so many years ago.

Draco coyly smiled and looked at Harry from under his silvery eyelashes, tracing the rim of his own mug with his index finger. "Well, we did spend a lot of time there as seventh years...I can't help it, really. That room just holds a lot of memories."

Harry laughed, "Well I don't know how to tell you this, Draco, but I don't think McGonagall would let us spend our anniversary there." The Gryffindor gently kissed the tip of Draco's pert little nose, his lips warm from sipping the hot cider. He raised an eyebrow and flashed that adorable lopsided grin. "Besides, do you mean to tell me that you don't want to stay here in our new home?"

Draco took a sip of his own cider and stared into the steamy amber depths, looking thoughtful. "Don't get me wrong, Harry, I love this place. It's just that this house doesn't really have any memories attached to it yet."

Without saying a word, Harry placed their mugs on the coffee table, then pulled his beloved into an intimate embrace. His soft, heated lips tasted good pressed up against Draco's, his hands warm to the touch as they stroked the sexy blond's back under his shirt. Draco trembled from Harry's hot breath on his ear as the Gryffindor whispered, "Well then, let's make some memories."

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A/N: First of all, I want to make it clear that this is the END, and there will be NO SEQUELS to this story!

Second of all, some of you felt that Draco's feelings were not really his own, but Ginny's feelings, since it was HER heart. WRONG!!! Sure, Ginny's heart changed Draco's personality to some extent, but this is NOT a love built on false pretenses. Draco really did fall in love with Harry, and I'll say it again, the feelings were REAL! Get it?

Thirdy, some of you asked some questions about my story and I felt the need to address those questions. Thank you for reading so deeply into my story. Anywho, the answers:

--Harry was THAT stupid about the Imperius Curse because he was caught in his emotions for Draco. Draco's eyes not being glazed over was a sign that he was fighting it. Also, the eyes glaze over from the imperees point of view, but to everybody around him, he is totally normal. Otherwise, why do you think that the ministry had all of that trouble with the imperious curse during Voldy's reign? All of those people were claiming to be under the imperius, but there was no visible proof, was there?

--It isn't impossible for no one to get into Hogwarts... Sirius did it, a troll did it, Barty Crouch Jr did it... It's not impossible. Lucius got onto the grounds because he didnt try to use magic. He just walked right up to it. Let us remember that Hogwarts gates remain open, so anybody can get to the school from hogsmeade.

--Draco inheriting Malfoy Manor is impossible because his father is still dead. He was disinherited by Lucius.... period. The malfoys are such insufferable gits, that they probably have a blood-traitor thingy on the inheriting rights. The inheritee's say to the manor and lands becomes void upon becoming a traitor. I was banking on people realising that. Lucius just wanted to stick it to draco and say that he was being excused from being a Malfoy by actual words. It happened. Let it go - that's not the whole point of the story.

As for the quidditch pitch -- there were teachers - I specifically mentioned McGonagall, didn't I? And, she was allowing Draco to handle it, right? Besides, the main focus was on Harry and Draco - it would make no sense to change perspective into the watching crowd. Yes, the teachers are present, but they are afraid to interfere for fear of hitting one of the young men out on the field (or hanging precariously above it). So they stay still. They dont go to the headmistress or Snape or anything, because one, they dont want to reveal that they have become friends, and two, their lives are complicated enough without getting attention for being attacked. Besides, what could the teachers really do? Lock draco up? Plus, he is just learning how to cope for himself. think about it. His whole life, his father or his fathers cronies were protecting him. Well, wouldnt you want to do things by yourself, to prove that you could?

As for going to the adults when things started happening - they didn't want their relationship to be discovered.. Surely if Draco went to Snape there would be questions???

Oh, and although I do appreciate all the positive reviews, STOP PICKING MY STORY APART LIKE WEEK-OLD LEFTOVERS! I'M SO, SO SICK OF EVERYBODY FINDING SOMETHING WRONG WITH MY STORY!

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