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Mischief Managed	By : MalfoyMenace Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1924 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Mischief Managed
- 2-Tell me about him
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Chapter 2 - Tell me about him.

Draco soon came followed by 3 house elves who brought in food and tea. Narcissa sat next to James, while Draco sat across from him. Once the food was in place James went to town. Draco had never seen anyone eat like that.
"James, slow down. Your stomach isn't used to this kind of food. You'll make yourself sick," Narcissa said convincingly. It must have worked because James did indeed slow down.
"Yeah, your stomach might even explode," Draco said with a giggle. He received a stern look from his mother for that comment. But James only laughed.
"At least I'll die a happy man."
That was the first time Draco saw James smile. Just like Harry. He was surprised that James would talk to him in such an easygoing manner.
"Alright, Draco, you stay here with James. I'm going to go get a few potions to help him recover," Narcissa said as she got up from the table. The two sat in comfortable silence while James ate. The elder Potter was the one to break the silence.
"So, you know my son? I'm assuming you aren't friends."
"How did you know?"
"The way you ranted on about why he would possibly be in your dungeons."
"Oh, yeah sorry about that. It's just that he looks just like you." Draco saw the way that James' eyes lit up. He had almost forgotten that James hadn't seen his son in 15 years.
"I know that this may be an odd request, but could you tell me about him?" James said with hope in his eyes.
"Okay, what do you want to know?" Draco asked, feeling more comfortable around James. Somehow the man seemed to exude this fatherly quality that his own father never had.
"Hm, what house is he in?"
"How did I know you'd ask? You'll be pleased to know that he is in Gryffindor."
James smiled. "Excellent." Draco smiled back. "So, you're in Slytherin?"
"Yeah, how did you know?"
"Your dad was in Slytherin."
"Oh... well let's not talk about me." He really didn't want to, mostly because he didn't want to bring up his father. Draco somehow knew that James understood. "Harry is on the quidditch team, Seeker, got on the team first year." This caught James' attention.
"Wait, did you say first year?"
"Yeah, my fault actually. I stole a remembrol from Longbottom, and Harry being the hero that he is, tried to get it back for him. That blasted kid had never even been on a broom. So I chucked the thing as far as I could and Harry went zooming after it and caught it. Impossible really, McGonagoll saw and put him on the team straight away. Because of him it's impossible to beat his team. They have only lost once and that's because Harry fell off of his broom in third year. Dementors. But they still managed to get the cup that year, though. Yeah, but he was the youngest seeker in a century. I was put on my team in second year. Can't beat him though. Rumor has it that he's going to be team captain this year. Wouldn't be surprised."
"What about dementors?"
"Oh, yeah, they were posted at all the entrances. Sirius Black had escaped from Azkaban. They took a liking to Harry. But don't worry. That was the only time they got him while he was on his broom. Professor Lupin taught him the Patronus. He actually sent it at me once. My mates and I tried to play a trick on him and dressed up like the dementors. The next thing I know, there's this huge stag coming at me."
"Sirius was in Azkaban? Why?"
"For selling you out and killing Peter Pettigrew."
"No, it wasn't him. He wasn't our secret keeper."
"Yeah we know that now. He was cleared when they caught Pettigrew. Too bad they were too late. Black was already dead."
"Dead? No."
"Yeah, sorry. Shame really. Only family Harry had. But, if it makes you feel any better, he died protecting Harry."
"Actually yeah it does." James relaxed into his chair. He still had a somber look on his face but then cracked a smile. "So, Professor Lupin?"
"Professor R. J. Lupin, I assume you know him. He seemed to take a liking to Harry. Defense Against the Dark Arts, best teacher we ever had for that subject. Don't tell anybody I said that." James smiled but pretended to lock his lips shut. "Harry would pass out every time a dementor would get too close. And after the quidditch accident, he decided to teach Harry the patronus."
Narcissa came back into the room holding a few vials. She placed them on the table and sat dawn next to James once again. She handed one to him and told him to drink it. He did, and after a few moments the scars and bruises on his skin vanished. James took the next and his body filled out. His ribs were no longer sticking out of his shirt. He was still skinny, but no longer sickly. James downed the third potion, and blinked a few times. "I can see. Wow, this potion is a tricky one. You already had it made?"
"Yes, Draco needed glasses, and as you know, Malfoy's don't wear glasses."
James looked at Draco who blushed.
"Nothing to be ashamed of. I wore glasses."
"Harry does too," Draco added. James smiled. While James wasn't looking Narcissa took out her wand and cast a spell on him. His body seemed to clean itself, and his clothes were replaced with clean new ones. He looked at her shocked.
"Sorry, it just had to be done."
James laughed. "Really I don't blame you. Sorry about earlier and not wanting magic done on me. I wasn't too sure on what you had in mind. I've been a bit traumatized."
"Not to worry. Now what were you two talking about?"
"Harry," was answered in unison.
"Well then, don't stop on my account."
"So..." James began,"his patronus is a stag?" he finished with a smile.
"Yeah, why is that so special?"
"My friends and I were illegal animangi. I was a stag."
"And Sirius Black was a dog," Draco said understanding.
"Right you are."
"You were the Marauders, weren't you?"
"Right you are again."
"Wow. You are a legend. The Weasley twins dedicated their lives to continuing your work."
James laughed. "Well, I'm glad someone appreciated it. So, can you do the paronus?"
"I've tried a few times, but all I seem to be able to get is clouds."
"I can teach you if you'd like."
"Really? You would? I'd love that!" Draco said, losing all the Malfoy manners he still held on too. "But you'll need a wand."
"James, you can use one of Lucius' spare wands. When it's safe for you to go out, you can get your own at Diagon Alley. But before anyone is taught anything, I must put my foot down. James you must rest, I insist that you march to bed this instant."
"Aww, mum he was gonna teach me something cool. Can you at least give him a wand so he can catch up?" James nodded.
"Alright, but no big magic until you rest. I won't have a dead James Potter on my hands, I just won't have it," she said, getting up. "Now, let me show you to your rooms."
"Wait, before you go..." Draco said, stopping the two from leaving. "I think this belongs to you." Draco reached into his pocket and took out the ring. James took it and looked at it with tears in his eyes.
"My wedding ring... thank you." Draco only nodded, while Narcissa lead James out of the room.
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