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The Power of Three	By : Queenie_Mab Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 14418 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Shortly after Harry's conversation with Teddy, Harry walked up the stairs and knocked on the door of the room Scorpius was staying in.

"Come in, Al. I'm almost done," Scorpius called through the door.

"Actually, it's me, Harry," Harry called back, flushing a bit at the thought of what his son was getting up to. He'd come to the conclusion that the best thing they could do was to keep surveillance charms on Scorpius and Albus, so they didn't get sexual and if they were still interested in each other at the age of fifteen, they would take them off. He hadn't discussed it with the boys yet, but would have to soon.

"Come in, Harry," Scorpius said.

Harry opened the door and entered the room. He closed the door behind him, feeling a bit nervous about having a heart to heart with Draco's son.

"So what is it you wanted to tell me about your mum?" Harry asked, curious. "You said you miss her. If you want, I could probably talk Draco into—"

"No," Scorpius said. "I don't want my father to contact her. I just miss her, that's all, and I really can't figure out why."

"What do you mean?" Harry asked, taking a seat on the edge of the bed and patting the place beside him for Scorpius to sit down.

Scorpius looked at him in surprise, then sat as requested.

"So what do you mean when you say you don't know why you miss your mum? I would think anybody would miss their mum after not seeing her for a while."

"Well, it's complicated," Scorpius said. "My father has always tried to do well by me and to protect me whenever he could, but he moved into his own flat a few years ago and opened his bookshop. I guess he'd had the flat the entire time my parents were married, but I had no idea that he was gay until a few years ago when he told me."

"Scorpius," Harry asked seriously. "Are you acting gay because of your father's example?"

"No," Scorpius said immediately. "I fancy blokes all the way and always have. I hid it from my father when I was young, because I didn't want to disappoint him. I've always liked boys though."

"You knew this about yourself before you went to Hogwarts?" Harry asked, amazed.

"I think I've always known," Scorpius said. "And I promise I didn't talk Al into it. He said he did the same thing with you and his mum."

"So what is it about your mum that you wanted to talk to me about?" Harry asked again.

Scorpius looked down at his hands, which lay limp in his lap. "She wasn't, or I guess I should say isn't, a very good mum. She spent my entire childhood ignoring me. I used to do everything I could to please her, but the more I begged for her attention, the more upset she would become, and when she was really bothered, she'd hit me with a stinging hex and send me to my room. My father couldn't stand up for me because it only happened when he was away, but they used to have huge fights about me. I know, 'cause I could hear them through the door. So, what I don't understand is why I miss my mum, even though she doesn't like me."

Harry's heart went out to Scorpius immediately. He remembered how it felt to grow up ignored.

"I think I know how you feel, well sort of," Harry said softly.

"How do you mean?" asked Scorpius.

"When I was growing up, I didn't have a mum or dad because they died. I'm sure you know the story. Well, I was raised by my Muggle Aunt and Uncle, who were embarrassed by the fact that I was a wizard, and they lied to me about my parents and ignored me for the most part, except for when they put me to work like a house-elf. I still kind of miss my cousin, which is weird, 'cause he used to use me as a punching bag when he got hold of me."

"Wow, that must have been really harsh," Scorpius said. "I suppose I just miss not having a real mum, like Mother Weasley. She must have been a great mum to have. Mine just didn't act like one at all and I wish I could have that."

"Well, I'm not exactly mum material," Harry said. "But I know a thing or two about being a father and you have Draco and me now. So it's sorta like areal family.

Scorpius grinned. "Yeah. We've got to be the strangest family there is though."

"I don't know," Harry said. "Luna and her family are pretty wonky."

Scorpius laughed. "True enough. Thanks for talking to me, Harry. I'm glad you and my dad are together."

"Thanks, Scorpius," Harry said, putting a hand on Scorpius' shoulder. "That means a lot to me."

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in," Scorpius called.

Albus came into the room and flushed bright pink at the sight of his father sitting there. "Hi, Dad. I was just coming by to see how Scorp was doing."

"Yeah, sure," Harry said. "Just so you know, you two have surveillance charms on you to keep you from getting too close."

"What?" they asked in unison.

"We'll talk about it later today, when Susan Bones comes by. But I wouldn't try anything foolish unless you want to alert the entire house that you're up to something."

"Fine," Albus spat. "That's just great. Thank you so much for being so understanding."

"Al," Scorpius said. "Give your dad a break. We'll talk about it later, yeah?"

"All right," Albus said, giving in.

"I'll see you boys downstairs in half an hour," said Harry, and he left, leaving the door to the room open with a sticking charm applied to the door and the wall.

***

Harry entered the bedroom, where Draco was still glued to the telly, remote control in hand.

Harry walked over to the television and severed the charm that allowed it to run on magic.

"What did you do that for, Harry? I was watching that."

"What was it you were watching, Draco?"

"I dunno, some show called, Spaced. It's really good."

"Well," Harry said. "Susan Bones is going to be here any minute to have a family counselling session with us and our sons. I'm going to carry you down to the sofa in the parlour."

Draco held out his arms dramatically to be picked up and Harry bent over and lifted him, struggling under his weight.

"Harry," Draco laughed.

"What?"

"Why don't you just use a levitation charm?"

Harry huffed and tossed his fringe to the side. "I want to stay fit, that's why," he said unconvincingly.

"Yes, and if you drop me, then what?" Draco asked, giggling.

"Fine, from now on I'll levitate you around, but now that I've got you here in my arms, I'm going to carry you myself."

Draco gave Harry a quick kiss and then Harry carried Draco out the door and down the stairs.

***

Teddy had taken Lily out on a shopping trip to Diagon Alley earlier that day, so when Harry entered the parlour, it was just James, Albus, and Scorpius waiting for them. Harry set Draco down lengthwise on the sofa and propped him up using the cushions.

Albus and Scorpius were sitting in the two wing-back chairs before the fire and James sat in a high-back chair facing the sofa. Harry conjured up two more wing-back chairs and instructed Albus and Scorpius to turn theirs around so everybody could face each other.

"And while you're at it," Draco said. "Scorpius, exchange chairs with James."

Scorpius gave his father a scathing look and walked over to where James sat. James looked up at him and said, "I was here first, go sit in one of the new chairs over there."

Draco opened his mouth to object, but Harry shut him up with a wordless warning shake of the head. Draco closed his mouth and frowned at Harry as Harry took the seat next to Albus.

There was an awkward silence hanging over the room until Susan Bones came spinning out of the fireplace, clad in blue robes. She shook the soot out of her long red hair and dusted herself off, then banished the soot.

She looked around the room. "Wow, the aura in this room is certainly glum, you'd think someone had died."

Harry stood up and gave her a welcoming hug. "Thanks for coming, Susan. Thank goodness it's not a problem so great as a death."

"A death would be easier to handle," Draco said.

Harry threw him a glare and Draco shut up again.

Harry showed Susan to the chair beside James and she sat. He reclaimed his seat and they waited for Susan to begin the session.

"All right," Susan said, looking around. "I didn't realise I'd be doing a family session, but I'm sure it wouldn't hurt. Let's begin with you, Draco. You seem to be the one in the room with the most attitude at the moment."

"Attitude?" Draco spluttered. "I don't have an attitude problem, it's just that I can't stand having my son acting in the manner in which he has been, with his own brother at that."

"Albus is not my brother," Scorpius spat back. "He's my boyfriend and was before you went ahead and fucked everything up with this Power of Three bond nonsense."

"It's not nonsense," Draco nearly shouted back. "You would have preferred that Harry and me have died then be bonded?"

"No," Scorpius said, withdrawing into himself and folding his arms in a type of self-hug.

"Well," said Susan. "That's a start. We have two issues that have been brought up. Let's concentrate on the bonding that has taken place and how you all feel about it. Let's start with you, Albus, and then we'll go round the room."

Albus' ears turned slightly pink against the black of his hair. He was so much Harry's son, it was uncanny. Harry wondered what people thought when they saw the two together. Albus was practically his doppelganger.

"Well, I think it was admirable that Dad saved Draco three times in one day. I really think it must have meant a lot to him to keep his rival alive. I agree with what Aunt Hermione thinks though, since Dad and Draco took so long in completing the bond; it was passed down through to Scorpius and me. I don't feel whole when we're being kept apart."

With his last sentence he looked to Draco, eyes pleading. Draco looked away to stare at his feet.

"Is that all you have to say, Albus?" Susan asked.

"No. I just want everybody to know that I think it's brilliant that Dad and Draco found each other after such a long time and I can't wait to meet my new brother or sister."

"Brother or Sister?" Susan repeated, confused. "Am I missing something?"

Harry answered. "Draco is expecting. We think it's Veela magic that allowed him to get pregnant, but I know I'm excited to meet the new baby as well."

"Oh," Susan said. "Oh, wow. I didn't expect to hear news like this, but then you've always done things a bit differently, haven't you, Harry?" She smiled. "Draco, you're next in the circle. How do you feel about the bond?"

"I think the bond applies only to Harry and myself and the fact that Granger is filling our kids' heads with the idea that it also applies to them is pure rubbish."

Scorpius spoke then. "You would think it was rubbish. You're nothing but a hypocrite. If you could have had Harry when you were my age, you would have done it."

"Don't speak to me about things you don't know the half of," Draco bellowed. "You're just asking to be sent to Durmstrang."

Scorpius gave his father an evil glare and slumped back further in his chair.

"As it is," Draco said. "Harry has claimed the right to do the parenting since I have to stay in the bloody bed until this bloody baby is born, so you're not going to be sent away, Scorpius. Harry won't allow it."

Scorpius unfolded his arms and sat up a bit straighter in his chair. Harry thought that he was probably trying to get into his good graces by behaving himself.

Susan cleared her throat and addressed Draco. "That's all well and good, Draco, that you've made yourself clear on the other issue, but how do you feel about the bond and what it's done to your life?"

"It's answered my prayers," Draco answered without a hint of sarcasm. "I've wanted Harry Potter since I first met him and now he's mine and we're bonded. I must say, I would have preferred to be bonded formally and not in the accidental method we've had, but the fact that we're together makes me very happy and it makes me feel like there is some good in life."

"You referred to the baby you're carrying as being 'bloody', do you feel that it's a burden you would rather not have undertaken or were those words said in the heat of the moment?" Susan asked.

"No, no. I said that? I didn't mean it, it must be the hormones that I have to put up with. Sometimes I just get so angry. This baby wasn't an accident, I'd like you all to know. Harry and I wanted to have a baby together once we learnt it was possible and we wanted to do it before we got too old. The only thing that bothers me is that it was supposed to be Harry carrying the baby, but I'm learning to deal with it."

"That's very good, Draco." Susan said. "Let's move on to James. James, how do you feel about the bond?"

James was sitting in the high-back chair, gripping the arms at the ends and gritting his teeth.

"I hate the fact that this bond even exists," he said, unclenching his jaw and letting his emotions spill out. "It's ruined my life, destroyed our family and in the process caused something totally unnatural to occur. I agree with Aunt Hermione about Al and Scorpius being victims of this bond and it makes me wonder if we really would have so many poofters in the family if it had never happened."

"That isn't a very nice way to put it, James, but your emotions on the subject come across pretty clear. Have you been taking the potion I prescribed for you?" Susan asked.

"What potion is this?" Harry asked, confused.

Susan turned to Harry. "James is highly unstable emotionally. I gave him a recipe for a potion that will make his symptoms manageable, but he has to take it weekly. I had assumed he'd given you the recipe so you could have it made for him."

Harry gave James a death glare and said, "This is the first time I've heard about this potion. Will you give me the recipe directly?" Harry asked, addressing Susan while staring at James.

"Of course," Susan said timidly. She rummaged through her Healer's bag and withdrew a scrap of parchment. She leaned forward and passed it to Draco, who passed it to Albus, who passed it to Harry. Harry folded up the parchment and put in his robes pocket.

"James, are you serious about Quidditch?" Harry asked in a low growl of a voice.

"Yes," James said as if he were unsure where this conversation would be going.

"Not giving me this recipe is asking for trouble. Remember, you promised not to get into trouble for the rest of this year and I would buy you a new racing broom? Well if you continue to pull stunts like this, I'll ask McGonagall to take you off the team permanently. Let's see if you can get into professional Quidditch if you aren't able to practise in school."

"I'm sorry," James said. "I won't do it again."

"Susan?" Harry asked. "What is it that you've diagnosed James with anyway? Why does he need a potion for it?"

"Well," Susan said. "The Muggles call it bipolar disorder, but here, we call it Up and Down Grumblies. Still, we're getting off topic. We can speak more about this, Harry and James, after this session. James, do you have anything to add?"

"No," James said with a grumble. He hung his head, black fringe falling across his blue eyes, and stared at his feet.

"All right then," Susan said, looking at Harry. "That leaves us with you, Harry. How do you feel about the bond and how it's affected your life?"

"That's a tough question to answer, Susan." Harry said. "I have mixed feelings."

"How so?" Susan asked and the four of them stared at Harry as he talked. Harry could feel their eyes upon him and it made him extremely uncomfortable. He went on the best he could.

"I'm so happy right now it's almost sickening," Harry said. "I'm in love with Draco and now he's having our baby and I love the fact that we'll have another child to bring into the world, but I don't like how the bond has affected the rest of our families. I feel guilty for being so happy. I feel like what happened with Ginny and James is all my fault and I just can't forgive myself for it. I love the bond between Draco and I and at the same time, I hate it. I hope that makes sense."

"I know how you feel," Draco said quietly. "I feel guilty that I put my life on the line only to be rescued by you. I thought for certain that I would die that day, but you kept saving me. I feel that if I had stayed out of harm's way, this Power of Three bond wouldn't have caused all this damage to our lives, but at the same time, I'm grateful for it."

"Well, that's good. Now you all know how you feel about the bonding. Let's take some time to ask questions of anybody in the group." Susan said with a smile.

"Dad," Scorpius addressed Draco. "Why are you so against Albus and me having a relationship? You were messing around at our age."

Draco sighed. "Look, you're still so young. There was a war brewing when I started, I didn't think that I'd live very long and I wanted to connect with somebody else, for comfort if nothing else. But you and Albus are legally brothers now and I can't help but feel that what you're doing is incestuous."

"But we're not genetically related!" Scorpius argued. "We may be brothers by law, but for all intents and purposes we're a couple no matter what you or the wizarding world has to say about it."

"Wearing your emotions on your sleeves, talking back to your father, taking wild risks," Draco listed, counting off on his fingers, "you should have been sorted into Gryffindor."

Scorpius' face went red. "You wish you had been sorted in Gryffindor," Scorpius countered. "Then you probably would have got your Golden Boy."

"Scorpius!" Draco yelled. "You watch your tone or I will send you to Durmstrang whether Harry thinks it's a good idea or not."

"All right," Susan interjected. "This is going to be our next topic of conversation, so let's keep the questions based on the bond for now. Harry, do you have anything you'd like to ask anybody in your family?"

"I think we've covered enough ground for today. But I do want to ask Draco a question before we reconvene. I assume we're stopping for tea?"

Susan nodded. "Yes, tea would be wonderful. Go ahead and ask your question."

Draco, where do you keep your Veritaserum? I want it for the next session."

Draco shook his head adamantly. "No, not that, not today."

"Yes, love," Harry said. "We'd planned on using it all along."

"Oh fine," Draco said. "Come here and I'll whisper my hiding place in your ear."

Harry leaned down and Draco whispered in his ear. "It's in the bottom drawer of my dresser, transfigured into one of my toys. You'll have to choose the right one to get it."

Harry sat back on his heels. "Are you serious?" he asked in disbelief.

Draco nodded serenely.

"You are evil, Draco. I will find it while you all have tea. James, Albus and Scorpius. I put you three in charge of making tea and pulling out some biscuits."
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