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Acceptance	By : Madam_Weasley Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 6301 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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I wake to a headache. Potter has made tea and breakfast by the time I wake up. He brings me breakfast in bed.
                “Thank you.”
                “You’re welcome.” He kisses me on the head and sits beside me.
                “How are you feeling today?”
                “I have a headache.”
                “I kind of meant internally.”
                “Ah. Well, not well. I’m going over to my parents after this.” I eat my kippers and drink my tea.
                “Do you want me to wait here for you to come back? Or do you want to come to my place, or would you rather be alone?”
                “I don’t know yet. I guess it would depend on the outcome. You can go home. If I need you I’ll come over. If you don’t see me, I need to be alone.”
                “As long as it’s because you need to be alone and not because you ARE alone.”
                “I know. Thank you.”
                I finish eating and Potter heads home. I procrastinate by taking a ridiculously long shower and brushing my teeth twice. When I have nothing left to do I go to my parents.
                It’s quiet when I get there. I find my parents in the study, they are each reading. I walk in and stand there without speaking. Father has obviously fixed his lip as it was starting to swell last night.
                I cough quietly to get their attention. They both look up, shocked.
                “What are you doing here?”
                “I thought we needed to talk.”
                “About what exactly?”
                “Your behavior last night.”
                “MY behavior?” he’s indigent and stands. “MY behavior? I am not the one who acted like a barbarian!”
                “Really? Insulting people, being rude and arrogant? I realize that’s been your behavior for most of your life, but it is no longer acceptable. People don’t fear you anymore, you will have to learn to keep your opinions to yourself.”
                He says nothing but his nostrils flare.
                “I can’t care anymore if you make friends or get out. You’re an adult, you have to make your own choices. I tried to help. But I have to make my choices too. I’m happy, for the first time in years. You are my family and I can’t turn my back on you. But I will not let you hold me back. I will still come for family dinners. Mother, your invitation to visit the Weasley’s is still open. You can make your choice. I just want you to know that I will not choose sides. I did it once and it almost ruined my life. But if you continue to alienate the other people in my life, you will lose again.”
                “Draco.” Mother sounds scandalized.
                “What Mother?”
                She says nothing. Father says nothing. I’ve said everything I have to say.
                “Have a good day.” I turn to leave.
                “Draco.” Mother stands
                I turn back to her and don’t say anything.
                “I… I don’t want this to come between us.”
                “What are you referring to?”
                “This situation.”
                “Then don’t. It’s a choice. You made a choice with Andromeda, you went against Father. Do it again if you need to. This will only come between us if you let it. But I will not continue to put myself in situations where I’m humiliated by my father.”
                “I love you Mother.” and I leave.
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                I feel oddly fine when I leave. I don’t feel hurt, upset, angry. I’m not sure if I feel anything at all.
                I go to Potter’s.
                I step out of the fire. He’s reading the Profit at the table in the kitchen. “Let’s do something.”
                He looks up, surprised. “I didn’t expect you so soon. I thought you were going to talk to your parents?”
                “I told them what I needed to say and then I left.”
                “Oh. How are you?”
                “I’m ok. I’m going to focus in me and my life and let them deal with theirs.” I pull out a seat across the table from him and sit down. “I’ll still see them once a week for dinner, but I can’t keep fighting against that.”
                “So what do you want to do?”
                “I don’t know what I want to do right now. I can tell you that I DO know what I want to do later.” I reach across and grab his hand.
                “Really? Well, I guess we can reorganize the kitchen tonight.”
                “You really are a git.” I say with a laugh.
                “Are you sure you’re ok?”
                “I am. I’m good.”
                “Ok.
                “So, let’s do something.” I say. “Get a hold of Weasley and Granger. “I say grabbing the Profit to see what is happening. “There is a concert in the park at Hogsmead that starts at 3:00. We could take food.”
                “Really, you want to go?”
                “Sure. Why not? It’s something different. Get in touch with Weasley and Granger.”
                “OK.”
                He heads to the fireplace and I dig through his kitchen for stuff to take. I grab some crisps, apples, bottles of butterbeer, make a few sandwiches and some cookies and put them all in a hamper. Thirty minutes later we are ready.
                “Ron and Hermione said they’d meet us there. If we get there early we can find a good spot. I’ve got a few blankets we can take to sit on. The paper said they’d have fires around to keep it warm.” Potter says as he checks to see what I’ve packed.
                We take the Floo to The Three Broomsticks and head to the park. We find a nice central area to spread our blankets out in and it’s close to one of the fires. At 2:30 we hear our names called and turn to see Weasley and Granger headed our way. They aren’t alone. I take a step back and start to feel a little sick to my stomach.
                “Hope you don’t mind but we thought we’d invite a few more people.” Weasley says as he sets down his own hamper next to the one we brought.
                I stand there and stare at three people I hadn’t thought I’d see and I’m not sure I want to. I guess if I thought about it, it would happen eventually but I didn’t expect it now and without warning.
                “Hello Draco. How are you?” Luna Lovegood drifts over to me and extends her hand. I take it after a moment’s hesitation.
                “I’m fine. How are you?”
                “Oh, I’m good. It’s nice to see you.” and she drifts away. Nice to see me? Really?
                “Uh, Hi Malfoy. Uh…” Longbottom shifts from foot to foot and I can tell he isn’t sure about being with me. It’s my fault, I did this.
                “Hi Longbottom. I heard you got married. Congratulations.” I offer my hand to him. He looks at it and then at my face and back at my hand. Hesitantly he takes my hand, I can tell he is expecting something to happen. When I don’t do anything underhanded he looks up at me and gives me a small grin.
                “Thank you. Yes, Hannah and I got married.” He puts his arm around his wife and she also extends her hand and I shake it. “So you and Harry huh? I don’t think anyone saw that coming.”
                I give a small laugh. “You’re right about that. Hey Longbottom, did they tell you I would be here? Did you know?”
                “Yeah, Ron told us when he got in touch with us. He said that if you two were dating that you better get used to all of his friends and why not start now.”
                “Why did you come? I mean, knowing that I was here.”
                “Because Harry, Ron, and Hermione are my friends. They’ve been telling us about you since before you two started dating. At first it was ‘Can you believe it’ and then they just thought of you as a friend, until you started dating. If they trust you I have no reason not to.”
                “Really? After everything in the past you are just going to accept their word on the arse that made your school years horrible?”
                He looked a little frightened. “Are you planning on giving me a reason to doubt them?”
                “No. I just don’t understand you guys, any of you. Don’t give me wrong I appreciate the chance you are giving me, I just don’t see how you can after everything I’ve done.”
                “Comments like that. You’ve changed. We all have. But seriously, if they trust you then I have no reason not to. I may not be completely comfortable around you for a while, but I have no reason to not trust you at this point.”
                “Neville, come sit down. The concert is going to start soon.” Hannah Abbot, no Hannah Longbottom calls over.
                He walks back towards his wife and I stand there and shake my head.
                “You ok with me bringing them mate?” Weasley asks.
                “Surprised. That they are here and that they are talking to me. You Gryffindor are a weird bunch.”
                He grins at me and claps me on the shoulder.
                I sit down next to Potter. He leans over and whispers in my ear. “You ok?”
                I nod as I look around at the group I’m sitting with. A group, multiple people. I am with a group. A group that knows my past, a group that knows my present and they are still here, with ME.
                “I’m great actually.” I whisper back and kiss him. A sweet, gentle, yet toe curling kiss.
                “OI!” and we are hit with a handful of crisps. “I just got my sight back!” Weasley throws himself backward with his arm over his eyes.
                “I think it’s beautiful.” Lovegood’s dreamy voice says from behind me.
                Potter and I turn to look at her. “I think so too Lovegood.” I say with a smile.
                I wrap an arm around Potter and pull him close.
                “I love you Harry.”
                He looks at me and smiles. “I love you too.”
                We lean together as we turn our attention to the band on stage. A little over two months ago I was alone and depressed. I can’t believe how much has changed in such a short time. I look at the group one more time and smile. A true, real smile that comes from the heart. My life has finally begun.
The End
A/N – For all that have left any comments. Thank you so much. I didn’t realize how incredible it was going to be to have other people enjoy my story. Thank you again!!!
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