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Catch Me if You Can	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 35576 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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“That was lovely, Mother.” Draco said, dabbing at the corners of his mouth with his napkin before setting it aside. “Now, I need to have a discussion with my mate, so may we both be excused?” He asked.
Narcissa inclined her head. “You may. I’ll see you later, boys.” She said.
Draco stood and held his hand out to Harry. “Join me in my study.” He said softly.
Harry took his hand and let Draco lead him to the study, where the blond shut the door and headed to the liquor cabinet in the corner, grabbing two glasses. “Just take the chair in front of the desk. Firewhiskey?” He offered.
Harry frowned. “You know I can’t drink right now.” Harry reminded him.
Draco laughed. “Of course you can, Love. There’s a charm to remove the alcohol from the drink without altering the taste. I’ll teach it to you.”
“Oh.” Harry felt himself flush, feeling ridiculous. Of course there was a spell for that. There was a spell for everything! “Then, yes.” He said.
Draco chuckled, pouring two glasses and coming back to sit behind the desk, handing one glass to Harry. “Tap the glass with your wand, and the incantation is ‘Vocatus Extractum.’”
Harry cast the spell, then looked down at his drink. “You’re sure it’s safe?” He asked.
Draco nodded. “Absolutely. I would never put our child at risk, you should know that by now.” He stated surely.
Harry shrugged. “If you say so.” He took a sip of the altered Firewhiskey. It tasted like hot cinnamon. “Mm, that’s pretty good.” He said in surprise.
Draco smirked. “Of course it is, it’s the only alcohol I actually like.” He responded, taking a sip of his. “Now, what exactly prompted today’s, admittedly inspired, performance? You’ve known for some time that I was with my father first, and it didn’t seem to bother you all that much. What changed?” He asked.
Harry flushed and stared down at his glass. “It just didn’t really sink in until I found the condoms. That, and I didn’t know how many times you’d been with him until then.” He looked up and met Draco’s eyes. “Did he fuck you in the bed we’ve been sleeping in?” He asked abruptly, voice sharp. If he had, Harry was sure he couldn’t continue to sleep in that bed anymore.
Draco flushed. “No.” He said softly. “It was always in his bed. The only reason the condoms were in my room is because after the first time, he handed me the box and told me that if I felt I required more ‘education’ I was to bring one and seek him out, and he’d try to fill any gaps I felt needed it. Aside from that first time, it was always my choice.” He finished quietly.
Harry nodded. “Well, I’m glad we got rid of that bed, then. I don’t want to sleep on anything he’s had you on. I don’t want to keep anything around that reminds you of that. I want it left in the past, where it belongs. He has no claim on you anymore.”
Draco smiled. “Harry, Love, you know I belong to you, wholly and utterly. No one else will ever have me, nor will I ever want another. From the day of my inheritance, there’s only been you for me.” He said sincerely.
Harry nodded and took another sip of the Firewhiskey. “Good. Because I really don’t want to fight someone over you, but if it comes down to it, I would. You’re mine, Draco, and I don’t share.”
“I love you getting all possessive over me. It’s so sexy.” Draco purred, then looked down at his desk with a sigh. “But I have work to do, yet, so I have no time to do anything about it, more’s the pity.” He looked back up at Harry. “Did you know,” he began, curling his lip, “that Father was an investor in a slave trade operation? More specifically, he invested in a Black Market business that kidnapped full Veela teenagers just entering puberty and sold them as sex slaves.” He shook his head. “I’ve pulled out of that one, and good riddance.” He finished.
Harry blanched. “That’s despicable!” He said in shock.
Draco nodded. “That’s my father for you. Willing to do just about anything to secure his fortune. It brought in a lot of money for him, but we really don’t need the proceeds from it, so I’m more than happy to pull out and lose that income. Some things just aren’t to be borne. He doesn’t see Veela as human, you see. He feels all creatures are little more than animals, at the mercy of their instincts. That’s why I never let him know of my inheritance. Merlin only knows what he would have done, or paid someone else to do, to me. And I’m his only heir.”
Harry finished his drink. “I guess I’ll let you get back to it, then.”
Draco set aside his glass. “Come over here and kiss me before you leave.” He said.
Harry walked around the desk and bent to kiss Draco gently. “Bossy git.” He murmured, standing up again.
Draco smirked. “You know you love me anyway.” He said lightly. “I’ll see you later, Love.”
Harry left the room and passed a doorway, when a voice interrupted his progress. “Harry, would you mind joining me for a quick word?” Narcissa’s voice rang out as he passed what Draco had called ‘the white parlor.’
Narcissa was sitting on the couch, and gestured for Harry to take the other end of it.
“What can I do for you, Narcissa?” He asked.
Narcissa smiled. “My only son is now bound to you, and I know it’s not my place to interfere, but I must know, how much do you care for him? Truly? Because though he is influenced by his creature instincts to love you deeply, you are not under the same constraints. I wish to know your feelings toward him, if I may be so bold as to ask.” She said, folding her hands in her lap. She looked at him expectantly.
Harry took a deep breath. “I don’t know what you mean. I do love him, with all my heart. It’s impossible not to, with the level of care and devotion he’s given to me. We’re both very deeply in love, Narcissa, and it would destroy me to hurt him in any way.” He answered honestly.
Narcissa nodded, and her shoulders relaxed a bit. “Thank you, Harry. That is all I wished to know. I assume, by the mark on your neck, that he has told you some rather… Unsavory things.” Her lips tightened. “Just know that I tried to step in where I could. His father forced the house-elves to help keep me out of the way during the more trying times. There are several things that would have gone differently, had I a free hand during the past four years.” She said sadly. “I can only hope that the two of you will be able to overcome the obstacles you will face in future. Thus far, you seem to be doing remarkably well.” She said calmly. “You may go now, if you like.”
Harry stood. “I’ll see you later, Narcissa.”
Narcissa inclined her head with a smile. “If ever you need something of me, you need only to ask.” She offered.
Harry went up to Draco’s room and lay down on the bed, intending to get a nap. Ever since he’d become pregnant, he needed a nap during the day. Growing a baby was apparently hard work for the body, and he was feeling the drain.
*****
Harry stood, holding his candle, watching Draco placing the stones that would form the perimeter of the circle. Draco stepped inside the circle and placed the last stone behind himself, closing it, a green candle and a small mistletoe wreath sitting behind him.
Narcissa and Severus stood, just as silent as Harry was, watching him impassively.
Draco straightened and faced the altar, on top of which was placed two candles, a gold one and a silver one, and a plate with a pentacle on it, a pine sprig sitting next to it.
A glass cauldron sat next to it, with a black candle inside surrounded by a wreath of holly.
Draco traced the circle with his wand and low flames appeared around them, burning red, green and gold.
Draco stepped up to the altar and spoke clearly: “From the darkness is born the light. From void, fulfillment emerges. The darkest night of the year's at the threshold. Open now the door, and honor the darkness.”
He lit the candle in the cauldron, stepped back for a moment to regard it in silence, then nodded to Severus, who was holding a yellow candle.
Severus spoke, his deep voice calm and even: “Powers of Air, step forth from the darkness. Enter our circle, as dark gives 'way to light. Bring along with you the essence of pine trees. Remind us of springtime as we face Solstice Night.” His candle lit without a single spell, and Harry blinked. Oh. So that’s what Draco had meant when he’d said that ambient magic would assist them in the ritual.
Draco lit a stick of incense and placed it on the plate in the center of the altar. Then he picked up the red candle that was in a holder, sitting on the floor. Both Draco and Narcissa were needed in the main ritual, so they wouldn’t be holding their candles the whole time. Draco held his candle up and spoke with quiet authority: “Powers of Fire, step forth from the darkness. Enter our circle, as dark gives 'way to light. Bring along with you the first glint of tomorrow. Remind us of summer as we face Solstice Night.” His candle lit, and he set it back down, brandishing a small sword he had called an athame at the flame, so that the light glinted off of it, before placing it on the plate with the incense.
Narcissa picked up her candle, and spoke surely: “Powers of Water, step forth from the darkness. Enter our circle, as dark gives 'way to light. Bring along with you bittersweet memories. Remind us of autumn as we face Solstice Night.” Her candle lit, and she set it back down.
Draco picked up the pine sprig that had been sitting next to the plate and sprinkled a bit of water around with it, then set it on the plate as well, before he turned and nodded to Harry.
Harry licked his lips and spoke, his voice not as sure as the others, but at least it didn’t waver or crack: “Powers of Earth, step forth from the darkness. Enter our circle, as dark gives 'way to light. Bring along with you the land that now slumbers. Remind us of winter and this cold Solstice Night.” His candle lit.
Draco picked up a small bowl of sand Harry hadn’t noticed before and sprinkled some sand around the other symbols on the plate. He was silent for a few moments, then he began to speak again. “Dark our surroundings, and cold be this night. But thy labor, Blessed Mother, has reborn the Sacred Light. The Child Divine, the most honored sun shall return with the sunrise. Again, two will be one.”
Draco removed the holly wreath from around the candle in the cauldron and presented it around the circle, clockwise. He then placed it behind himself and drew the mistletoe wreath and green candle from behind himself. He presented them around the circle and placed the wreath around the candle, then put them in the cauldron. Harry watched as the light from the black candle leaped to the green one, leaving the black candle unlit again.
Narcissa stepped forward and spoke: “Hark! Behold the rebirth of the King of the Woodlands! Behold the Oak King, strong and vital he rises!”
She took the black candle out of the cauldron and placed it behind Draco.
Draco stood up and they faced each other. Draco cupped her cheek and spoke: “Awake now thy mother, thy lover, thy Lady. Awake now thy Goddess of life, death, rebirth.”
Narcissa turned to the altar and lit the silver candle.
Draco watched her and spoke again: “Awaken, my Lady. Look upon your Divine Child. His rebirth while you slumbered was subtle and silent. The Stag King, the Green Man, Lord of Fertility, he awaits thy wakening, gentle and benevolent.”
Narcissa turned back to Draco and spoke again: “All hail the Oak King, his rebirth; a promise. All hail the Divine Child, giver of life. All hail the blessed sun, reborn to the Mother, for he retakes his throne at the end of Solstice Night!”
Draco raised his arms and called out firmly: “Carry sweet tidings, 'round the world and beyond, I charge thee as messengers Earth, Water, Fire, and Air! Let all rejoice loudly in the Oak King's return! Teach all that you meet, with the glad tidings you bear!” All four candles went out as one.
Narcissa murmured a quiet, “Thank you, my Lady. Stay if you will, leave if you must,” and snuffed the silver candle.
Draco snuffed the green candle and spoke once more: “Before our circle tonight we close, blessings we ask for this house and our kin. Tomorrow at daybreak, when we arise, a special flame we will carry, within. A gold candle upon the altar we'll light, adding our will to the Sun King's intent to climb aloft in the vaulted skies, and for strength back to us; three times, strength we've sent.”
Draco took the mistletoe wreath and put it on the plate with the other things.
They waited for him to open the circle, now that the fire had died down when the candles went out. Draco removed the stones, and the circle was open again.
Harry and Severus set their candles on the altar as Draco and Narcissa gathered theirs and did the same.
Harry walked up to Draco. “That was pretty amazing.” He said softly.
Draco smiled. “The old rituals are lovely, aren’t they? That’s how Purebloods celebrate the turning of the year.” He said simply.
Harry smiled. “I like it. So tomorrow we light the golden candle, right?”
Draco nodded. “Yes, from sunrise to sunset we’ll burn the god candle on the altar. It’s my job to light it and snuff it after, but you can be with me when I do both, if you want. Mother will wake and be there when I light it, I know that much. Severus sometimes is, and sometimes he’s not up that early.” Draco’s voice lowered and he whispered in Harry’s ear: “It all depends on whether or not Mother wears him out the night before.” His voice was amused.
Harry made a face. “I didn’t need those images in my head, thanks.” He said.
“Well, what did you think him being here for the ritual meant? It’s a family thing, but Severus’ been family for as long as I can remember. He’s been Mother’s lover since sometime after I was born, and Father never cared. They might marry, now that Father’s gone. Mother knows I wouldn’t cut her purse strings for it.” Draco said lightly.
Harry shook his head. “Let’s change the subject. I don’t want to admit that Snape has a sex drive.” He said.
Draco smiled. “Alright, Love, whatever you want. Let’s get to bed. We have an early morning ahead of us tomorrow.”
*****
Draco woke to his wand buzzing and beeping at him. He canceled the alarm and shook Harry gently, then bent to kiss his neck. “Harry, Love.”
“Mmf.” Harry grunted, turning onto his stomach and burying his face in the pillow.
“Love, if you want to be up to light the candle with me, now would be the time to wake up.” He said, poking Harry in the side.
Harry yawned and sat up, blinking blearily. “It’s too early to be up.” He complained. “We’re supposed to be on vacation.”
Draco chuckled. “Oh, trust me, it’s worse on the Summer Solstice.” He assured the brunet, who glared at him.
“I refuse to get up early in the summer.” Harry said flatly.
Draco shrugged. “You don’t have to. You’ll also be dealing with a baby, so you’ll need all the sleep you can get.” He pointed out.
Harry groaned and rolled out of bed.
Draco got up and pulled on his dressing gown. He opened his wardrobe and found another, tossing it to Harry. “Wear this. We’ll be coming back up here when we’re done with this, we can shower then.”
Harry looked at the back of the gown and made a face. “I’m glad Ron’s not seeing this.” He said, pulling it on and tying it shut. “He’d go ballistic at me wearing this. Or laugh, I’m not sure which would be worse.”
Draco smiled. He’d put on the green one with the Malfoy Crest on it, leaving the pewter one with the Slytherin Crest for Harry. “Sorry about that. I don’t have more than the two, and I like this one best.” He said, fingering the one he wore. “Come on, let’s get downstairs.”
Harry followed him down the stairs and back into the ritual room.
Narcissa was waiting for them by the door, but Severus was nowhere in sight.
Draco led the way into the room and lit the gold candle. “Rise, Oak King, and take your place as Lord of the heavens!” He called out.
“All hail the Oak King.” Narcissa spoke.
Draco turned from the candle and led the way out of the room, closing the door behind him. “Good morning, Mother. I see Severus hasn’t awoken yet.” He said evenly.
Narcissa smiled. “He was very tired last night. I’ll let him know you enquired about him. I’ll see you both at breakfast, boys.” She bent to place a kiss on Draco’s forehead, then repeated the gesture with Harry.
Harry felt a lump lodge in his throat at the show of acceptance. It had taken him fifteen years, but he’d found family to replace what he’d lost.
Draco took his hand and drew him upstairs. “Come on, Love, let’s shower.”
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