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Undeniable	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 17118 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Title: Undeniable

Pairing: Future DracoxHarry, HarryxGinny, RonxHermione, BillxFleur, FredxGeorge

Fandom : HP

Notes: Post Series/slight AU; obviously, the majority of the characters belong to J.K. Rowling; only the situations I write belong to me. This is part of my universe with Hiding in the Shadows. Draco's in love with Harry but he's an outcast in the Wizarding World...Harry in unhappily married to Ginny Weasley and hides an attraction to the blond. What happens when Draco gives into his need for 'The Boy Who Lived Twice'.

Chapter 1

Early December 2002-

Ginny had been distant since James’ birth, gone much of the time traveling with her all-female Quidditch team. Harry had gotten used to it, not wanting to crush her dreams he had become a stay-at-home dad. He was a part-time lecturer at Hogwarts for Muggles studies when Hermione was called away as special emissary to the Muggle world. He was lonely, seeing Ron and Hermione so happy that it hurt, not that he dared admit it. Two-year-old James got along well with four-year-old Teddy who was a frequent guest at Grimmauld Place; he often organized play dates with them. Actually, Andromeda Tonks had all but moved in…then again she was a Black before she married a Muggle-born and had as much right to Grimmauld Place as Harry did despite what Mrs. Black’s portrait said. Harry had had enough of the woman and somehow managed with ‘Dromeda’s help to banish it to the farthest reaches of the shed. He couldn’t have anything Dark around the children; sometimes he ended up watching Rose, Ron and Hermione’s three-year-old daughter Rose. He had asked her to please as a Black restore the missing names to the family tree tapestry; it helped them both deal with losing their friends. Seeing Sirius, the Tonks and Teddy‘s names where they belonged helped his anguish in losing so many friends.

It was funny, save the world and you end up doing little but raising your own kid….he didn’t complain. He had had enough death and playing the hero after the Battle of Hogwarts and being an Auror like his father had lost its appeal.

Something was going on with Ginny and though he had Molly’s sympathy he didn’t tell her everything. He didn’t want to cause a fight…

Ginny Apparated in with a crack, she dropped her broom and hugged him, “Hey…I got a few days off…”

Harry smiled, “Missed you…”

Teddy and James ran in at the crack.

James threw himself at his mother, “Mummy…”

Ginny spun him around, “James…” she ruffled Teddy’s hair, she had respected his parents but he never felt like hers. “What do you say we go visit Granny at the Burrows?”

James pouted, “Mummy, we were just there…”

Andromeda walked in, “Oh its you Ginny…” she tried to hide her displeasure, she never liked Ginny. She felt a mother’s place was with her children not gallivanting around. There was a difference in how the young woman treated Teddy and James. Everyone else treated Teddy as family; he was just as much family as Georgia and Freda were. She had gotten over the strange relationship between the Weasley twin boys but she had allowed her daughter to marry a werewolf. Teddy wasn’t a werewolf despite his father’s fears; he did however like his ‘Uncle’ Bill preferred his meat rare, loved to run and had a slight temper. He did have the same ability as his mother to change his hair at will.

Ginny bowed slightly, she knew that Andromeda Black-Tonks was disappointed in her. She couldn’t help that…being the wife of the famous Harry Potter was draining. She never felt like she was good enough anymore. She loved James she did, Teddy was adorable but…she didn’t feel like she belonged. She grinned, “Why don’t we go visit Uncle George and the twins?”

James and Teddy yelled, “Uncle George…” actually it was more garbled then that, they were still toddlers after all.

It didn’t take long to get the kids bundled up and into the fireplace so they could floo to Diagon Alley

The three old Weasley twin mascots; Freda and Georgia who looked like female versions of their parents greeted them. A portrait of Fred was in the office, which bore the title ‘willing to sacrifice everything to protect the right to laugh’. How George and Fred…

It was lucky the flat above the shop had two bedrooms and an office; George was having trouble keeping track of his girls and the shop on his own. His best friend Lee Jordan had taken on most of Fred’s duties after he got over the shock of a pregnant George and a dead Fred. Angelina had become their nanny; he had made them his daughters’ godparents. They had been close to George and Fred…

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December 30^th, 2002

Draco spent many hours since they had been sentenced to house arrest staring out the window…

It had been almost three years, since Harry Potter had married the female Weasley and he had spent hours in his room sobbing. He had never had a true claim to Potter’s heart…but he had always felt something between them and honestly it scared him. They had always had radar for each other, his hexes and barbed words was the only way he knew to get Potter’s attention. He felt forgotten now, though his body burned for the Boy Who Lived…

He had many dreams, rather erotic ones since his sentence…

They had their money and the Manor but it was lonely…

His father had had a mental and magical breakdown that narrowly kept him out of St. Mungos’ but his mother had experience with madness due to his Aunt Bellatrix so he was housed in a separate wing. He avoided his father, he felt like an embarrassment though his mother assured him he wasn’t.

All he wanted was Potter, hang the Manor and his inheritance as the Lord of the House of Malfoy. He would do anything…

Anything? He was a wizard; they had been allowed wands this past fall. Well he and his mother. No one in their right mind would trust an insane Lucius with a wand. He was cared for by host of disgruntled but well-paid healers. The Wizarding world was kept in the dark about Lucius’ condition, they would no doubt insist he was relocated to Azkaban rather then St. Mungos’.

He knew his only chance at Potter was when he was fertile, he didn’t want to waste time with a Polyjuice Potion though he was bloody brilliant at Potions. No…they wouldn’t last long enough…

He’d have to use transformation, it would eat at his pride to have to become Weaselette but it was better then not having Potter. He wished he didn’t have to go this route but he craved Potter…

He ached, burned and dreamed of the Chosen One…

He was a shy, arrogant fool of a wizard but he wanted Potter with every ounce of magic he had…

He checked the schedule of Ginny Weasley’s matches as a Holyhead Harpy and picked a date they didn’t have a match but had practice; January 2. He bit his lip, made himself invisible and Disapparated to Grimmauld Place. He waved his wand and whispered an unlocking spell letting him into Potter’s home. He hated himself for this but he wasn’t given a choice. He found Harry’s study and let himself in, he found a stack of letters from Ginny in a drawer, he pilfered some and made his way silently back to the Manor, careful to cover his tracks.

He read through them and planned out a letter, slowly trying to copy Weaselette’s handwriting as well and tone of her letters,

‘Harry,

Sorry I’ve been busy; I’ve got Thursday off. Could you ask Mum to watch Teddy and James? I’m sure Mrs. Tonks would like the night off. Maybe, we can go to our favorite restaurant? Unless you want a quiet night at home…

Ginny’

Obviously, Merlin help him he meant the one they frequented in the early days of their marriage before the Weaselette bitch got wrapped up in her Quidditch. He’d been a decent seeker but not like Harry, Harry was born to fly. He was shocked the man stayed home; his desired mate wasn’t a world famous Quidditch player and he didn’t become an Auror to go chasing things that went bump in the night to make it a safe world for Muggles and Wizards alike.

Now what? Floo it? Owl? Oh god…what was he thinking? How did he keep this from falling apart? He scribbled down a sentence after a few moments.

P.S. ‘I’ll be too busy to receive an owl; too many fan letters and I’d never find it in time. I’m almost never in one place long enough to Floo so…I’ll see you when I get home and I’ll accept whatever you plan. I’ll be home around 7’

He felt like such a girl, Merlin help him…

Grimmauld Place was in his blood and he wanted it. He’d trade this drafty old Manor for the cozy home Harry had somehow made out of the dreary Black ancestral home. It was Harry’s…Potter’s by law but it belonged to the werewolf’s whelp Theodore Lupin and himself by blood. He wished he could trade places with the Weaselette and be Potter’s mate…but that was impossible. Who would marry a Malfoy? All of his former Slytherin pals who he had hung around with in school were probably dead or in Azkaban for life; yes, Draco Lucius Abraxus Malfoy was alone.
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