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Blue Eyed Dragon	By : PrincessLizzie Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 21706 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER NINETEEN

Draco slowly made his way over to Harry. When he finally reached him, the blond tugged on his husband�s sleeve gently. �I think I�m going to go talk to my mum now. Do you think Ron�ll mind if we took over his room for a bit?�

�Of course not, Love.� Harry hugged Draco. �Yell if you need me, okay?� The blond nodded, kissed his husband�s cheek and went to find his mother.

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Five minutes later, Draco�s grandmother, Narcissa and Draco were sitting in Ron�s room in a very uncomfortable and awkward silence. Finally, Narcissa spoke. �Talk to me, Draco.� Her voice was soft, but demanding.

�I don�t know where to begin.�

�From the beginning always works best for me.� Draco took a deep breath.

�I just don�t understand, I guess. I don�t understand how you could have loved him so much that you turned a blind eye to the harshness, the killings, the rapes, the torture...the everything. I was never able to understand why you loved him more than you loved me or why he didn�t love me even as a child. I always did my best to please him, to make him proud of me but I was never good enough. And you were never there to tell me otherwise, either. I just always felt like you both would have been happier if you�d never had me, that I set his plans to be Voldemort�s right-hand man back by years. Is that why he was so cold towards me? Because he had those plans and I screwed them all up?� Draco was trembling as he finished speaking. Narcissa had tears falling down her cheeks, as did her mother.

�Oh, Draco! Your father and I both loved you very much! He was never good at showing his feelings for anything but that doesn�t mean that he didn�t love you! He was cold towards everyone-not just you, Baby. And he was always very proud of you-never think anything different of him. And I only loved him differently than you-definitely not more than you! I know what he did at those meetings but he had an agreement: he wouldn�t tell me about any of it and I wouldn�t ask. I turned a blind eye to it all because if I tried to leave, he�d take you from me and no matter what anyone has ever told you, Draco, you were my reason for living. I did love him very deeply, Draco, but never doubt that I loved you, too.�

�Why did Grandmother bring you to St. Mungo�s?� he asked quietly looking at the ground.

�I�d lost both of you in one day. My husband was ordered dead by the thing that he worshipped and I was so distraught by that that I made my only son think that I blamed him. I was a wreck trying to grieve with both losses and the guilt of treating you the way I did. I secluded myself completely-I disconnected the Floo from every room, I sent owls away...I just couldn�t handle it. Mother got worried after a few weeks so she had the Ministry connect the Floo for an emergency. When she found me, I was in a guest bedroom with the curtains drawn. I hadn�t eaten in close to a week, I hadn�t left that room since the day I sent you away...I was delusional. I didn�t know what day it was or who Mother was-I was, essentially, a babbling idiot.�

�How did you get better?�

�Mother. When she got your wedding invitation, she came to the hospital. She told me that I needed to snap out of it because my son was getting married. She kept that up for about a week before she lost her patience. She came into my room and said, �Narcissa, wake up! Your son is getting married and I will not be a happy camper if you don�t walk him down the aisle!�.� Draco chuckled. �She told me to stop my pity party because it wasn�t going to get you back into my life. I still didn�t respond, I suppose, so she told me, �Fine �Cissa. If you never want to see or speak to Draco again, that�s your loss!� I snapped out of it when I heard your name.� Draco smiled for a second, then frowned again.

�She didn�t mention me before that?�

�I did, Angel, but not your name. I thought I�d be doing more damage so I�d say, �Angel is doing well� or �I haven�t talked to him in a long time.� That last day I was just so mad that I wasn�t thinking and for the first time in my life, I don�t regret speaking before thinking.� Draco smiled again.

�So why didn�t you owl me?�

�Would you have listened?� Narcissa countered.

�No,� he admitted.

�Besides. I wanted to surprise you.�

�More like give me a bloody heart attack!� he accused his mother. Narcissa laughed.

�I thought I had when you fainted!�

�I really am sorry, Mum,� Draco said out of no where. �Something just snapped when they pushed you. And I knew they�d be back. Deep down, I still know it but it�s hard to listen to logic about it most of the time. Sometimes I wish I was strong, like Harry, and just fought them. Maybe then we�d still be a family.� Narcissa hugged her son tightly.

�We still are a family, Baby. You and me and Grandmother and Harry are the perfect family because it works for us.� Draco looked up at his mother.

�Would Father be happy for me? Or would he disown me for loving Harry Potter?� Draco�s tone was cool and even but his eyes spoke volumes-he was scared of Narcissa�s answer.

�Oh, Honey, he�d have been so happy that you found happiness with someone.�

�Even Harry?�

�Well, he may have needed some time to adjust to that part but in the end, I�m sure he�d have been very happy for you.�

�Would he have supported my decision?�

�Without question.�

�I hate that I don�t know these things about him for myself.�

�I know, Draco. I can�t even imagine how you must feel. But maybe mine and your grandmother�s present will help you deal with those feelings a bit.� Draco looked up in confusion as Narcissa presented him with a large, extravagantly wrapped present. Carefully pulling the paper away, Draco gasped.

�It...it�s his portrait...but you should have-�

�I have one. This one is yours.�

�Thank you,� he said softly, still awe-struck by the gift.

As he turned to set it aside, Narcissa asked, �So tell me about Harry.� She sat down on the edge of the bed and patted the seat next to her. Draco sat down and began to talk.

�He�s wonderful. At first I was really scared to trust him-but I wanted to so much. He never took �no� for an answer, though. I think, deep down, he understood that I needed to build a trust towards him in my own way and time. He sat with me for an entire night and let me talk about you and Father-he never said a word, he just let me get it all out. He always does that when I need it and, somehow, he always knows when I need it without me having to tell him. He�s got a huge heart, Mum. He loves everybody unconditionally and he goes out of his way to help absolutely anyone, whether they asked for his help or not. He�s the typical brave Gryffindor-we�d only had our first date when he agreed to go into hiding with me-but if he hadn�t been Harry Potter, he�d have fit right into Slytherin. And Hufflepuff,� the blond admitted as he looked up at his mother. �And, most importantly, he�s filthy rich and insists on spoiling me!� Narcissa threw her head back and laughed at her son while playfully swatting him on the arm.

�Would you like to hear about my date? Or are you going to interrogate him on your own?� Draco�s head shot up.

�Date? You came with Grandmother.�

�Only so I didn�t shock you even more than I already had. Your grandmother wasn�t my only visitor for all those years.� Draco looked at her, puzzled.

�Who else?�

�An old school mate. He, too, is very brave and loyal. He�d stick out like a lion in a pack of snakes in Slytherin but he�s smart enough to have made Ravenclaw proud. He�s a very quiet, private man but loving and attentive-he may not always say how he feels but he never allows you to doubt that he cares.�

�Were you...I mean when Father was...erm...� Draco looked up at Narcissa, his eyes wide, innocent and full of questions.

�No,� she answered firmly. �Just friends, even now. I still haven�t dealt with the loss of your father enough to start a relationship with anyone else.� Draco nodded slowly in understanding.

�Do I know him?�

�Not very well, but yes, you�ve met him before.�

�Did he support Voldemort?�

�Never. He�s been a member of the Order since day one.�

�Did Father know you were friends with him?�

�Yes and no. He knew we�d occasionally meet for lunch but Lucius didn�t know I confided in him and owled him at least once a day.� Draco looked shocked.

�Really? How did you keep that from him?�

�Oh it was simple as soon as I knew what he looked for. Sometimes I�d have a house elf mail it for me. Other times, I�d charm the letter so only the intended reader could see it was even a letter. When I was in Diagon Alley, I�d just go to the post office and use one of their owls.�

�Okay, I give up. Who is he?�

A soft knock at the door prevented Narcissa from answering her son but by her reaction, Draco knew he had his answer. The younger blonde woman smiled at the man warmly.

�I think Harry is getting antsy for his husband and I wouldn�t mind a dance with my lovely date, as well.� Narcissa smiled.

�We�ll be right down, Love.� The man nodded and closed the door softly as he turned to go back downstairs.

Author's Note: Mwa-hahahaha! Can you guess who it is?? *evil smirk* If you can guess who it is before I post the next chapter, I will tell you who Severus' date is before it is announced ('Cissa's date will be announced next chapter...Sev's will be the chapter after that!) Enjoy!

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