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Acceptance	By : Madam_Weasley Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 6301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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My day that started so wonderfully ended with me being frustrated and angry. I held it together with customers, I had to the way they supported me. I definitely don’t feel invisible anymore, but I’m not sure I can handle the feelings that come with being seen. It’s been a long time.
                The day comes to a close and stay in the shop. I need to do something. I turn on the radio and a song by the Weird Sisters comes on. It’s loud and fast and just what I need right now. I turn it up, pull off my robes and decide to rearrange the store room. I spend the next two hours moving boxes and crates, relabeling shelves, scrubbing, rearranging, and occasionally crying. I haven’t cried in years, lately I feel like a blubbering mess. I try not to think of father. I try to think of Potter telling me that he loves me. I realize as I’m destroying my store room that I know that I love him. I don’t know when it happened, but it did. My chest swells when I think of him and when I see him my stomach still flips.
                I stop working when I think I hear something. I turn the radio down and walk out into the shop. Mother is at the door tapping. I really don’t want to see her right now. I don’t want to see anyone, but she’s seen me so I can’t turn away.
                I open the door and step back to let her in.
                “Draco, darling, we need to talk.”
                “About what?”
                “Your father said he came by to see you today.”
                I don’t say anything. I sit on the counter. It’s where Potter always sits, I draw strength from that.
                She realizes I’m not going to say anything and continues.
                “He said that you were… that you made…”
                “I yelled at him. I told him, for the first time ever, exactly how I felt. I did it in front of strangers. It’s all true.”
                “He said that you made very valid points. About him and about Harry Potter.”
                “He’s my boyfriend, either call him Harry or call him Potter. If you can’t do that, don’t call him anything.”
                Mother has been nothing but supportive of me and I’m being a prat with her, but I can’t help it. She’s going to come here to defend father and I don’t want to hear it.
                “I’m sorry Mother, it’s been a difficult day, why are you here?”
                She walks to me and puts her hand on my knee.
                “Because I love you.”
                I let out a wry laugh.
                “You’re father was very upset when he came home today.” I roll my eyes at her words. “You know he doesn’t like to be painted in a poor light”
                “Not my fault his dark heart gives off poor lighting.” I mumble.
                “DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY! Do not speak of your father that way!” Color rises to her cheeks and her eyes narrow.
                “I’m sorry? It’s alright for him, a grown man, to come to MY shop in the middle of the day, in front of MY customers to create a scene involving MY personal life. To risk MY business and MY reputation because he’s pissed off that I’m dating a guy? If he wants to be seen in a better light tell him to stop casting shadows on everything. He makes the darkness. I’ve finally, FINALLY gotten out of the dark. My life is good right now and I will not let him darken it again!” At some point I have stood up and balled my fists at my side.
                Mother looks shocked at my outburst and takes a step back from me.
                When she addresses me again it’s behind the arrogant Malfoy mask. “Very well, if you aren’t able to talk about this now, we will talk at another time.”
                “Talk about what? You’ve still never said what you came to say. I will not let anyone try to make me feel bad about this. I’ve done nothing wrong. For once I have done absolutely nothing wrong. And because I’ve done nothing wrong my life is finally good. Why can’t you two be happy for me?”
                “Draco, I am happy for you.” She sighs. “I am trying to support both you and your father. We are all each other has. It’s my job to keep us together.”
                “What are you talking about? Three months ago we were all that we had. You have your sister back. I have friends, a boyfriend, a life outside this building. You and I are trying to let light and love back into our lives. Father isn’t willing to try and you are just helping him suck as back in. He didn’t want you to talk with your sister, he doesn’t want me to have the friends I do, he doesn’t want me dating. He doesn’t want to lose control.”
                “You’re wrong Draco. He doesn’t want to lose us. He’s scared. He has no one to reach out too. He made many enemies over many years. He has no family to talk to, he has no friends. He’s scared that if we find happiness with others that we will leave him behind.”
                I laugh a rather humorless laugh. “Yes, the best way to keep a person from leaving you is to push them away. Brilliant.”
                “I did not say he was making the right choice, merely explaining why he is behaving the way he is. Honestly, I feel you father would behave this way no matter who you were dating. Would you please come to dinner tomorrow night so we can sit down and talk about this?”
                We look at each other for a long while. “Fine. I’ll be there.” She can tell I’m not happy but I don’t care.
                “Thank you Draco.” She walks out and I rake a hand through my hair. This time I give into my urges and throw a crate across the room and knock over the cauldron display. It does nothing to help how I feel and I’ve got more of a mess to clean up. I lean my hands on the counter with my head down breathing hard.
                I hear the bell above the door but don’t look up. I really don’t care who it is.
                “Hey.” a whisper and a hand on my shoulder.
                My eyes close at his touch and the tone of his voice. No accusations just compassion.
                “I managed to hear just about all of that. I went to your flat and heard the music. I was on my way down the stairs when I saw your mum come in. I should have left but I didn’t. Do you want to talk about it?”
                “Nothing much to talk about. I had a row with Father this afternoon and one with Mother just now. Tomorrow I get to go to dinner and listen to whatever drivel they decide to put out there. “ He continues to rub my back and I can feel the tension starting to leave.
                “How about you tell me about it while we clean this up.” He indicates the cauldrons and the empty shelves in the store room.
                “I can’t ask you to do that. You worked all day.” I say as I turn to look at him.
                “So did you. Besides I did paperwork all day and you didn’t ask, I am offering.”
                I give a small nod and he kisses my cheek.
                “Plus I get the added bonus of watching you lift things. You so sexy when you’re dirty.” He whispers.
                This manages to pull a laugh out of me. We get to work and I tell him what happened with Father and then we talk about what he overheard with mother.
                “It kind of makes sense.” he says to me.
                “What? Are you mad?” I ask indignantly.
                “No, but he really doesn’t have anyone else. I know this is different, but when Ron and Hermione started dating I was hurt and afraid. I thought they wouldn’t want me around anymore. They were my best friends and as close to a family as I had and I thought it was all going to end. I acted like quite an arse for a while until they made me talk about it. Ever since then we’ve been fine. I don’t agree with how your father is acting, but I understand it. That’s all I’m trying to say.”
                “Must you be so damned logical?”
                “Many talents Malfoy, Many talents.” He says with a grin.
                “Fine. I’ll go to dinner with an open mind.”
                “I can ask for nothing more. Completely off topic, Mrs. Weasley’s birthday is coming up and the family is having a party for her this Saturday. You are officially invited.” He tosses a rolled up piece of parchment at me.
                Malfoy,
                                Mum’s birthday party is this weekend. Saturday. Just a family get together. Wanna come?
                                                                                Ron
                “That’s official? I’d love to see an unofficial invite.” Potter snatches the parchment from me and reads it.
                “Full of information isn’t it? 2:00 on Saturday at the Burrow. We can go together if you want.”
                “When they say family…”
                “All of them. All the kids and their husbands or wives and their children, me, Teddy, and Andromeda. And now, you.” he pulls me into a hug and swings me around like we’re dancing.
                I laugh. “Ok, I’ll go.”
                “Brilliant.”
                He gives me a deep kiss before we get back to work.
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