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The Power Of Love	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5431 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Getting Ready

When Draco awoke on the morning of Christmas Eve and opened his bedroom curtains he found that the world had been turned almost completely white…

"Snow…" Draco breathed, a childish grin breaking out on his face. Real snow! He hadn't seen real snow in years! It just didn't snow properly down in Poole, Dorset where he had been living for the past ten years. Every time snow had been predicted they had got disappointing slush. Even when the whole country had come to a standstill because of heavy snow Poole had been fine, sunny even! (A/N This is true because I work in Poole and we NEVER get snow!)

"Daddy!" Kian all but screamed as he burst into the room as only an excited child can. "Daddy look! It's snowing!"

Draco laughed deeply and pulled his son up into his arms so they could both watch as the white flecks started to fall once more. It was like a dream. They watched the snow for a few minutes before Draco motivated himself; they needed to get dressed for the wedding as it started at 10:00am.

"Right," he said, turning away from the window and carrying Kian back to his room, setting him down on the floor by the little boys bed. "Time to get dressed. Now Kian, can I leave you to start getting dressed on your own while I get your brothers and sister up and about?"

"Yes Daddy."

After laying out the various parts of Kians little dress robes on his bed so that the little boy could reach them easily and put them on himself, something he was very proud of being able to do, Draco headed into the next bedroom.

Elly was still sound asleep in her bed, her fair hair spread around her head like a halo and Draco almost didn't have the heart to wake her. But he had to and so he gently shook her awake, whispering softly in her ear that it was time for her to put her new dress on. That was enough to wake his little girl who had been waiting impatiently since they had bought the dress five days ago to put it on. Now she gave a squeal of excitement and rushed to her wardrobe. Draco left her to it.

Kai was awake already when Draco entered his room, already dressed in his midnight blue dress robes but struggling with his tie. He could tie a school tie, when the knot didn't need to be perfect, when the length didn't need to be just so but…this silky tie that went with the dress robes just wouldn't obey him and not being able to see what it looked like wasn't helping matters!

"Would you like me to do that for you, Kai?" Draco asked, placing his hands gently on top of his sons. Kai sighed and nodded in defeat, releasing the tie and holding still as Draco expertly tied a perfect Windsor knot. He had decided against making his boys wear the traditional bow tie that normally went with Dress Robes, letting them wear ordinary ties instead. He however couldn't get out of wearing a bow tie; his father insisted that he dressed properly as befitting the Malfoy Heir.

"Thanks," Kai said with a thankful smile, smoothing down the waistcoat before buttoning up the jacket part of the robes, his fingers moving up and down the buttons and the buttonholes to make sure that he didn't button it up wrong.

"You look so…handsome," Draco said, admiring his eldest son, as he stood before him in his new clothes. Kai blushed, bringing his hand up to run his fingers through his hair, messing it up even further. "Right. Three down, one to go."

"Good luck!" Kai called after him as Draco walked across the hall and entered Jamie's room. Unsurprisingly his middle son was still sound asleep, snoring in his bed. The dark curtains were drawn, blocking out most of the light and so the first thing Draco did was throw them open, revealing the mess that was Jamie's bedroom.

"Ugh…" Jamie grunted in protest to the sudden light, rolling over on his bed and burying his face in his pillow. "Go 'way…"

"It's time to get up, Jamie," Draco said loudly, moving to stand at the side of the bed. Jamie shook his head even though it was still buried in his pillow. "Yes. Get up Jamie and get dressed. We don't have time for you to much around today."

"Why's today…so…so special?" Jamie asked, turning his head to the side to peer up at his father with sleepy eyes, breaking off to yawn half way through his question and stretch like a cat.

"Your father is getting married today," Draco reminded his sleepy son.

"Oh yeah…" Jamie mumbled, finally rolling onto his back.

"Oh yeah…" Draco echoed him, "So I want you to get up, get dressed in your smart new Dress Robes and get down to breakfast. Now."

"Ugh…" Jamie grunted, moving to pull the duvet up over his head…only Draco was quicker than his sleepy son and snatched the source of warmth away from him, pulling it off of the bed entirely. Jamie cried out in protest as the cold air hit him, hugging his legs up to his chest in an effort to get back some of the warmth he had just lost. Draco bundled up the duvet and turned to leave the room, speaking over his shoulder as he stepped out into the hall,

"The quicker you get dressed the quicker you'll feel warm again."

He carried the duvet with him as he returned to Kian's room, knowing from experience that if he just left it in the hall outside Jamie's room instead of getting dressed the cheeky little boy would grab the duvet and go back to bed. Getting Jamie up was always a nightmare.

"Daddy, I'm stuck!" Kian cried out when he saw his father step back into his room. Draco dropped the duvet onto the ground with a chuckle as he took in a sight of his baby boy, somehow Kian had manage to get both arms through the same sleeve hole in his tiny little waistcoat.

"Hold still, Kian, and I'll help you," Draco ordered softly as he dropped to his knees in front of his son, easily saving Kian from the waistcoat…or maybe it should be the waistcoat from Kian…and got it onto the boy properly. Everything else about him was perfect, even the shirt was buttoned up correctly and tucked in. Kian picked up the tie he was to wear and held it out to Draco.

"Will you teach me how to tie this, daddy?" he asked sweetly as Draco took the tie, turning up the starched white collar of the little boys shirt so that he could loop the dark blue material around his son's neck before tying another Windsor knot.

"When you're a bit older Kian," Draco answered as he tucked the end of the tie into the waistcoat and turned the collar back down. He picked up the jacket part of the dress robes and helped Kian to get his arms into the sleeves, buttoning it up quickly before sitting back on his heels to admire his baby boy. "My, my, my…who is this handsome young fellow and where has my Kian gone?"

"Stop it daddy," Kian giggled loudly, turning around to look at himself in the mirror. "Will you brush my hair daddy? It looks all messy." Draco nodded and grabbed his son Thomas the Tank Engine hair brush, quickly brushing out the knots and the kinks so that his hair hung smoothly around his little ears. "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Kian. Now hurry downstairs and have a nice and big breakfast," Draco ordered as he rose back to his feet. Laughing happily Kian rushed to obey, his sock covered feet thudding along the corridor. Shoes would be put on just before the left the house or they would be scuffed to pieces before they even set foot outside. He'd learned that from experience as well.

"Daddy?" Elly called out from her room as he stepped out into the hall once more, leaving the duvet in Kian's room for now, "Will you help me with my hair?"

"Coming Princess," he called out to her, walking past her room to Jamie's now closed door, knocking on it heavily. He grinned when he heard the angry reply he got through the wood of the door,

"Oh for crying out loud…I'm up! I'm up!"

Hoping that that meant Jamie was actually up and getting dressed and hadn't simply been lying on his bed all this time Draco went to help his beautiful daughter with her hair.

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The boys stared in horror at the dress robes his father held out for them…they were…were…pink! Well, the shirts were, the jackets and trousers were black but…but the shirts were… And it wasn't even a nice pink! It was that horrible bright playboy bunny sort of pink!

"What are those?" Teddy asked slowly.

"These are your robes for the wedding," Harry said, forcing a smile on his face. He agreed with his boys - the robes were horrible. But Clive had insisted on the colour scheme for the wedding and on the style of the robes that he and the boys would wear and…well really Clive had insisted on choosing everything.

"No," Jason said firmly, "No way am I wearing that disgusting…thing!"

"Jason…" Harry sighed.

"No! It's not going to happen. I'd rather wear…I'd rather wear my school uniform than wear that…thing!" For Jason to say he would wear his school uniform, an article of clothing everyone knew he detested, showed how much he really hated the robes before him. "Teddy?"

"I…" Teddy began, looking nervously between his dad and his brother… "I don't want to wear them either…but…but if it's what you want Dad then I'll wear them. After all, this is your day, not mine."

Harry sighed. How typical of Teddy, not wanting to spoil his day. And Jason…well Jason was just being himself really. But Harry could see why…he sighed deeply and dropped the robes onto the floor.

"Put on your old dress robes and you'd better look smart," he told them, pointing at them in warning. Both his sons shot him thankful looks before rushing upstairs to get into their old dress robes…ones that were in colours they actually liked and didn't mind wearing…as much.

No one really likes wearing dress robes after all.

Now Harry's only worry was how Clive was going to react. But he pushed that to the back of his mind and went up to his own room to get into his own wedding robes…which he hadn't seen yet. A surprise from Clive.

"Please…please let them be nice…"

A/N Next time - 'The Wedding'. Oh and…um…sorry for the delay. LOL. R&R.
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