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Fifty Blue Shades of Harry	By : hpluv3r Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 13444 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Harry had to admit that as the minutes went by his heartbeat began to quicken. How did he allow himself to be left in such a vulnerable position? Just as his thoughts begin to darken Draco pops back into the room.
But he is not alone.
And at that moment Harry truly wanted to die.
When Draco had returned home for the potion, what he did not expect was for his parents to be sitting on his couch.
His initial response is denial. Surely he had cinched himself to death and gone to hell. Or perhaps something more rational like a boggart. Yes, a boggart. Only his parents were staring at him with this look on their faces.
Not a boggart then.
What the actual fuck.
This was not something that Draco could deal with at that moment. He apparates back to Harry the moment he is sure he wouldn't actually cinch himself to death.
As fate would have it, Draco would not be having a long, lust-filled night with his doll. He wouldn't be getting his fill of the beautifully debauched green-eyed man standing before him because his father had grabbed hold of his robes at the last second.
He had brought Lucius Malfoy into the home of one Harry Potter, and at literally the worst possible time.
Lucius Malfoy eyes the used and restrained man up and down, his expression mostly neutral though one could also see a feral interest in those steel grey eyes.
He looks over to his son and his expression turns smug. Forcing himself out of shock, Draco instantly apparates he and his father back to his apartment.
Harry was going to kill him.
"Draco..." his father begins to say, but Draco interrupts.
"Wait." Draco is impatient and downright pissed off. He had to free Harry and give him some kind of reassurance.
He apparates to Harry once again, alone this time and rather light headed. The dark haired man had angry, unshed tears in his eyes. Draco removes the gag from his mouth.
Harry doesn't even attempt to say anything, trying to process what had just happened.
Draco releases him and holds him close.
"I'm so sorry Harry, he latched onto my robes. I shouldn't have apparated straight back into your bedroom but they startled me."
Harry swallows, and nods. "Go talk to them." Harry says miserably, appreciating the chance to think.
"If it helps, I don't think he'll say anything." Draco offers guiltily, attempting to make the other man feel better about Draco's father seeing him in the slutty position Draco had left him in.
"Yea we'll see." Harry responds, unconvinced.
Draco decides to floo over to his house this time, unsure of what to expect from his parents. He had made peace with their disappearance, and this tore open a very deep wound.
Entering the room, he makes no attempt to say anything or approach either of them. They just stare at one another for several moments.
"You look good, Draco." Lucius says. One could not say so for neither Lucius nor Narcissa. Time had aged them.
"Why are you here?" Draco asks finally, proud that his voice had not wavered as he deliberately ignored the compliment.
His mother speaks up. "Draco, surely you understand that we did what was best for you."
Draco had thought a lot about this possibility.
"The house burned down. You took all the money. You wouldn't respond to my letters and I had no one." Draco's breath quickens as he thinks back to that time of his life.
"We needed the money to go into hiding. We knew you would find your way. And you have, my son. Look at you!" Draco is surprised by the genuine emotion on his mother's face. Actually, he was pretty damn surprised about his father's silence as well.
Draco catches the now tired looking grey eyes of his father. It seemed the older man wasn't sure what to say next.
After a moment Draco says "Look, I need some time to think about this, so I will owl you when I'm ready. If you would kindly leave now, I have some business to take care of".
"Narcissa, I need to have a word with Draco alone." Lucius says authoritatively.
Narcissa nods, and departs, returning to wherever it was that they were staying.
The smug look returns to Lucius Malfoy's face. He smirks knowingly.
"You've always had that same desire for power Draco."
Draco retorts, "Well, it didn't bring me to the feet of some half dead madman."
"Yes, your taste is.. by far.. more appealing. I did tell you that Harry Potter will bring you greatness. You're bloody lucky you are." Lucius admits hungrily and continues, laughing darkly, "I just really didn't expect Potter to be such a good bitch." He would forever have the image of that bound and used slut that had been awaiting his son's return. Draco had done well indeed.
Draco pulls out his wand, looking sharply at his father. He had never spoken to Draco in such a way before. But, then again, it has been years.
"One more word about Harry and, father, I WILL throw you out on your arse. And if you say anything about what you just saw you will regret ever stepping foot inside my home."
Lucius' smirk widens as he responds,
"Clearly Potter belongs to you, I will do no such thing... I actually have a favor to ask of him when he is.. decent" The smirk was permanently plastered on Malfoy Sr's face.
Draco, on the other hand, was not amused. "Get on with it. Say what you need and get out." Draco just wanted to return to Harry. He did not want to leave him hanging again.
"Ask Potter to find out where we stand in the eyes of the Ministry."
So, his parents wanted to come out of hiding.
"And what do we get out of this?" Draco retorts, ever the Slytherin.
"Oh, come now Draco, I am your father. I am not getting any younger and I can't do this for much longer." he reasons.
"I'll think about it." Draco responds.
He really just needed to wrap his head around everything. His past memories were swimming around him.
Draco shows his father out and quickly apparates back to Harry. Inside, he finds the other man still in bed, though fully clothed now. Draco knocks hesitantly on the door in an attempt to get his attention. His mind was heavily preoccupied, and it made him insecure.
Harry opens his eyes and observes the blond, curious about his behavior. Considering what they were just doing, he would have expected Draco to come right in.
"Er, you can come in." Harry says.
Draco comes in and sits on the bed. Unsure of what to say, he apologizes again for bringing his father into the room.
"It's fine Draco, I know it wasn't on purpose. And honestly, now that I've thought about it, I don't think I care what anyone has to say. Harry shrugs and Draco is both encouraged and aroused by the other man's self confidence.
"Great, thanks." Draco says gratefully. Some of the tension eases off his shoulders. He did not realize how nervous he had been about how Harry would react.
"So what happened?" Harry asks, curious.
"They insisted that they had to go M.I.A to keep me safe, and now they want to know if they can come out of hiding."
"Why now?" Harry wonders.
That was a good question. After a moment, Draco considers the possibility that his father had heard of the arrangement between he and Harry. That was most likely, but he didn't say so.
"I'm not sure. Do you think you could help me find out?" Draco asks. He was curious but it didn't mean he'd be willing to help his parents out just yet.
"I'll see what I can do" Harry responds, not looking forward to dealing with the ministry but also curious himself regarding the status of the Malfoys. Harry had testified on Narcissa's assistance at the final battle, so hopefully she would get off with just a fine, but Lucius Malfoy had been a death eater.
After a moment, Draco asks hesitantly,
"Are you coming home?"
Harry does not answer right away, but instead ponders the word home. He's never really had a home. There was the Dursley's.. Hogwarts.. the Burrow... Grimmauld place.. his parent's home, and then Draco's. He's never really had anywhere that he considered truly his.
"Harry?" Draco grabs his attention, looking concerned. Right, he was waiting for an answer.
"I'm honestly not sure yet." Harry crushes himself as he says this, and he knew that Draco deserved an explanation. Harry thinks back to his conversation with Penelope. He had to protect himself.
"You have a way of getting me to do things. It's hard for me to say no to you which I'm sure you know.. But I'm not sure you understand the position that I'm in.." Harry says.
Draco was noticeably unstable from seeing his parents after all this time, and was trying his very best to act normal. He pauses in thought, a look of distress on his face.
"I know this may be hard to believe, but I do really like you Harry." Draco says earnestly.
Harry blushes slightly. He knew that Draco liked him. Draco made sure Harry knew it. But hearing Draco say it was very different. Harry looks down at his hands as he responds.
"How about you stay here tonight and we figure it out in the morning. It's been a long day."
Draco could live with that for the next few hours. It most certainly had been a very long day.
Draco moves closer to Harry, putting a hand around the dark haired man's hips. The responding need he sees in those green eyes does nothing to sate his own sudden need to re claim the already tender man.
And just as suddenly Draco realizes the aphrodisiac is no longer necessary.
Neither would notice that Lucius Malfoy became the least of their concerns.
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