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The Years After	By : Araea Swiftwind Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2598 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Part 21 – Chapter 19 - March 27, 1993

Harry was standing in the front hall of the manor, fidgeting while he waiting for Draco to return home. The Malfoys always came through the front door, no matter where they were coming from. They thought there was something dignified about using the door. Why have one if they weren’t going to use it? Harry didn’t care one way or the other. He just wanted his Draco to return.

After a few more moments of wiggling, the door opened to admit the Malfoys. Lucius was in front, followed by Narcissa, then Draco. Harry smiled at the adults as they walked in, briefly, but his eyes almost immediately sought out Draco’s. When they locked, Harry’s smile brightened a good 40 watts. He had missed his dragon something terrible.

“Draco!”

Draco smiled back at Harry, though he was more conscious of his parents in the same room. He didn’t want to alert them to the full extent of his and Harry’s relationship. He wasn’t sure they would understand, or approve. He knew that they knew about Remus Lupin and his cousin Sirius’ relationship, but he didn’t know if they approved of it or not. They hadn’t said anything one way or the other, but he hadn’t asked either. He didn’t want to disappoint his parents.

“Harry.”

Lucius and Narcissa gave the boys a secret smile, then left the entryway to attend to other business. They thought the boys’ relationship was adorable, but they didn’t realize how deep that affection ran. As far as they knew, the boys were as close as brothers.

Once the adults were out of ear- and eye-shot, Harry threw himself into Draco’s arms and held on for dear life. Draco squeezed back equally hard. He had missed his Harry as much as Harry had missed him. Each time he left, it got harder to be without the little raven haired boy. None of Draco’s other friends were as close, or understood him as well, as Harry. With the other pureblood children, there were a lot of machinations. Who could be more powerful? Who could curry more favor with the Dark Lord? Who had more money or influence in the ministry? It was all a lot to deal with, and since Harry came into Draco’s life, Draco really didn’t care about any of it. As far as he was concerned, all of his friends were beneath him, because none of them had Harry.

“Draco, I missed you so much!”

“I missed you too, Harry. Why don’t we go upstairs, and we can tell each other what’s happened since I’ve been gone?”

“Okay. I do have a lot to tell you. And I want to hear everything about Hogwarts.”

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Living with the Malfoys had been a definite change to what the Potters were used to. James had chosen not to keep his family’s ancestral home, and live closer to what Lily was used to. He didn’t want to lord his wealth over her, or make her uncomfortable when they got married, and he wanted to prove that he didn’t care about blood purity or anything like that. Their home in Godric’s Hollow was very nice. It was larger than the home Lily grew up in, but was still moderately sized. There was just enough room for the small family, with room for friends to visit. But Malfoy manor was nothing like that home, or even the home James had grown up in.

Malfoy manor was centuries old. It was built after the founders built Hogwarts, but was much older than James’ family home. And the Malfoys had always been much wealthier than the Potters. It came from having hands in major companies and working closely with the ministry. The Potters had a few business dealings, and worked some with the ministry, but never on the same scale. The opulence of the manor was a lot to get used to.

James had been given a study not far from Lucius’, though he wasn’t yet sure what he’d do with a study. Until they defeated Dumbledore, he had no work to take care of. Before he was put into a coma, he’d been an auror. He’d worked in the ministry taking down dark wizards. He couldn’t very well go back to work when everyone thought he was dead. So, until he had work, he mostly just read old newspapers in his study, trying to get caught up on everything he missed in the last eleven years. There was a lot, and the political landscape had changed quite a bit. He was also given some death eater reports to look over, so he could learn more about the organization. Already, he could see that what he’d been told by Dumbledore was far different from what the reports showed.

While James had been given a study, Lily had been given her own salon down the hall from Narcissa’s. Like James, she didn’t know what she’d do in that room. Most pureblood women entertained in their salons. Lily couldn’t do that for the same reason James couldn’t go back to work…everyone thought she was dead. Narcissa offered to set up some luncheons with other pureblood women who were sympathetic to the Dark Lord, women who could be trusted to know that Lily was actually alive. But Lily didn’t know how she felt about schmoozing with those women. She had her own prejudices to get over. Perhaps she’d take Narcissa up one of these days, and break the ice, but for now, Lily mostly just stayed out of her room, finding other things to occupy her time. Like Harry.

Lily was desperate to learn all she could about her son. She had missed eleven years of his life while she was in a coma. And finding out that he had spent most of that time with her sister…it broke her heart. She knew what kind of person Petunia was. When Petunia wasn’t sent a letter to Hogwarts, it broke something inside of the girl. She became bitter and angry, and hated everything her sister was. And when their parents were so proud that Lily got a letter, it just fueled Petunia’s rage. Lily was sure her sister would have held on to the rage and taken it out on innocent Harry. And from what she had and hadn’t been told by the others, it was worse than she ever could have thought.

Over the last few months, Lily had learned much about Harry. He told her about his favorite things, and how Draco taught him how to figure out what those things were. He told her a little of what happened in Petunia’s house, but she couldn’t bear to hear much. He told her about Voldemort and the things the man had done to make Harry feel loved and welcome. He told her about how wonderful everyone had been in the house, even when they didn’t have to. Everything Harry told her made something twist in her heart. Harry had been through so much, and veritable strangers were the ones to take care of him and teach him about love. It should have been her job. She should have taught him about everything. Dumbledore stole that from her. He wouldn’t have the chance to steal anything else from anyone else if she had anything to say about it.

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Since Narcissa, Lucius, and Voldemort were so busy with their luncheons and meetings, and Severus was teaching at Hogwarts, Lily and James took it upon themselves to teach Harry what they could about writing, reading, maths, science, history, and everything else he would have learned if he had gone to a proper school. They figured they couldn’t teach him everything by September, but they could teach him enough that he might be able to join Draco at Hogwarts for the next year.

Harry was happy to spend so much time with his parents, and he loved learning. When they told him that he could potentially join Draco if he learned enough, he applied himself twice as hard as he would have otherwise. He was tired of always being left behind when Draco went off to school. He was tired of not having other kids his age to talk to. He was tired of being dumb.

Lily taught Harry about writing, science, maths, and charms. James taught Harry about history, geography, reading comprehension, and transfiguration. Both figured Severus could continue to teach Harry about potions and herbology over the summer. Remus came over some times and taught Harry about defense against the dark arts and care of magical creatures.

With all of the things Harry was learning, he didn’t have much time to miss Draco or be lonely. It was usually at night, when everything was dark and the house was quiet, that Harry missed Draco the most. He wished his dragon was next to him in the bed, cuddling him and keeping him warm. The only thing that ever helped Harry sleep when he got to missing Draco too much was to think about September, when he wouldn’t have to say goodbye to Draco, when he’d finally be able to go to Hogwarts.
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