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Borderline	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 21275 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters. I am just having fun with them and I don't make money that way.

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Title: Borderline
Pairing: HarryxDraco, SeamusxGeorge, BlaisexNeville, TheoxLuna, DeanxPavarti; implied RonxHermione and BillxFleur
Fandom: HP
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Summary: Non-Epilogue compliant post-Battle of Hogwarts fic. WWW Partner Harry Potter is attacked by unknown persons and left for dead. He creates a portkey to take himself, Andromeda and Teddy to a place of Safety. Single parent Draco Malfoy is living quietly out of the politics of the Post-Second Wizarding war. Together can they give each other the happiness they've been missing?
A/N: I had started this chapter prior but somehow lost it so I had to rewrite it but thankfully I had it written down somewhere findable. Here is the justice you were all waiting for. I hope it is acceptable...

Chapter 24

Andromeda had insisted that Harry remain in St. Mungos’ two more days before she determined that he had recovered enough to be released and had been weaned off of his potions.
He was to remain on light bed rest meaning that was forbidden to walk long distances, use stairs, lift or carry. Yet Harry was allowed to walk unaided to the loo if he needed it. Showers would have to be monitored which meant shared as far as Draco or Harry was concerned.
Harry threw a fit about the lifting or carrying...
Until Andromeda admitted that as long as he was handed a baby he was allowed to hold it.
He was allowed to breastfeed of course but he was put on a strict diet that included his drinking far more water than it seemed possible to have without having a bladder emptying charm.
But it was good to be home...
XooooooX
Harry woke aware of both his own morning wood as well as his aching breasts...
Pressed his back and arse were Draco’s own dripping prick and breasts....
Harry reached back to squeeze Draco’s cock even as he rocked his own arse against it...
Draco awoke with a pained groan, “Oh fuck I hurt...”
Harry blushed, “Me too...help me?”
Draco kissed the back of his neck, “Alright...”
Harry shivered as he rolled gently onto his back and scooted down the bed a bit.
For some reason since Harry had the twins it was like a switch went off for Draco, he could no longer orgasm without anal stimulation.
Since he still couldn’t bring himself to let Harry penetrate his arse with either his fingers or his cock, Draco had tried fingering himself but he couldn’t come inside Harry- which was his preference if he did that.
So he’d had to settle for a vibrating anal plug that could reach his prostate. The sex toy had an excrement vanishing charm so due to laziness mostly, it stayed inside Draco just in case they got in the mood.
Since Draco got the plug, Harry had started experimenting with sex toys in his arse and of course Draco enjoyed putting anything in Harry’s arse if it got his Bondmate off.
They weren’t really cleared for penetrative sex yet so they made do with lots of handjobs, sex toys and sixty-nines.
Draco moved so he was straddling Harry but their mouths were level with one another’s breasts.
Almost in sync, they leaned forward to lap at the dripping milk before suckling first at one and then the other protruding, dripping nipple.
Draco preferred the more dominant role in bed and Harry was alright with that. It didn’t mean that he wasn’t curious but he wasn’t a cheat and knowing Draco’s previous experience with bottoming was rape, he certainly wasn’t going to press for something that Draco wasn’t ready for.
Draco wandlessly activated the toy in his own arse even as he wanked Harry furiously.
They helped one another to orgasm with practiced skill as well as need to relieve the pressure in their chests and their bollocks...
It was surprising how much milk was produced in their pectorals compared to say Fleur’s true breasts.
Draco had more experience with overfull ‘breasts’ and before Harry, Andromeda and Teddy moved in, he had been forced to milk his own breasts in the shower when he wanked.
Between Harry, Scorpius and Teddy, Draco rarely suffered overmuch except after waking first thing in the morning.
Vivi was now fed mostly on Harry’s milk but she was so accustomed to bottles that she hadn’t taken to breast feeding properly despite her previous attempted to suckle for comfort before the twins were born.
Andromeda had likened it to Vivi using Harry like a Muggle dummy with was a sort of fake nipple with a mouth shield and a handle of sorts to prevent choking on the teat due to forceful sucking. Dean Thomas had given them a set for Vivi as a gift, saying that they came in handy with their own Parisa and Vivi preferred them to Harry now that his milk had come in.
Scorpius could be a rather greedy little boy when it came to nursing after all...
Teddy was much more mild-mannered in comparison.
In Vivi’s case, Harry had taken to pumping bottles for her when he was overfull so that whoever had free arms could feed her. To be honest, Draco preferred to ‘milk’ Harry or to handle the expressing on his own in private much to Harry’s embarrassment.
It had taken Draco a few days but he had decided that Harry’s kink of drinking his milk when they made love wasn’t so weird now that he’d gotten a glimpse of how sexy his bonded was with dripping pectorals full of milk and a hard prick.
It was such a temporary thing; it would only last until Harry decided to wean Vivi, Jaime and Orion. Especially since Harry had a demi-permanant contraception charm, his body had taken too much damage to carry another pregnancy.
Not that they needed anymore kids what with five under eighteen months after all...
The whole drama had been quite traumatic according to their extended family but Harry didn’t especially remember any of it having been unconscious from practically the moment of his attack.
Draco knew that Andromeda had suspicions that Harry could still sire but only if he himself were willing. So far he wasn’t and as far as he was concerned five was more than enough. Not that he would wish away any of their children, they certainly were rich enough to afford more children but they already had five.
Harry still had yet to sit his NEWT exams, Draco had because Andromeda had taken over his tutoring that Severus had been giving him between childcare duties. Now she was planning on letting him apprentice as a Potion Master, First Class if he could find the time with five infants.
In the months since Harry had brought Andromeda, Teddy and himself to Malfoy Manor, she had brewed potions and kept them on diets to keep them healthy or on the road to health. Even with Harry’s adolescent malnutrition as well as pregnancy, his aunt had tried to ensure that Harry still had a few years of growth.
After all, Harry had been 165 centimetres at the Battle of Hogwarts but had gained just over five centimetres and seemed to be holding onto a stone and a half of his pregnancy weight. Draco still towered over him by almost thirteen centimetres not that either minded.
Not long after their mutual release, Dippy and Stria arrived with their arms full of Scorpius, Teddy, Jaime and Orion.
Harry was far more embarrassed to be naked and covered in their mutual seed with their sons in the room.
Draco used his wand to cast a refresher charm as well as clothe them in boxers to assuade Harry’s embarrassment.
Then they each accepted two boys and allowed them to nurse.
Jaime and Orion being much younger were fuller sooner much to the displeasure of Harry’s still aching pectorals because as Draco said they had yet to adjust to the needs of his children and were still over producing.
Draco had always produced more than Scorpius needed so it was a relief to have Teddy who should be nursing become milk brother to his son...
Stria whisked Jaime and Orion away to bathe and dress them for the day.
Draco summoned his nursing pillow to support Scorpius and Teddy while he helped Harry express milk for Vivi.
No sooner had Harry filled a bottle by expressing from both sides, Dippy appeared with a large glass of water with he knew better than to refuse.
Dippy’s impatience had Draco frowning, “What is the matter?”
“Masters be running slow. This be sentencing day.”
Draco realised with a chill that today was the day that Harry’s attackers were to be sentenced. The trial had taken longer than expected because few wanted to believe that happened despite all the witnesses. It was also practically a demand by the Daily Prophet that the trial be public and all rights even those of Harry’s attackers be respected.
An open-trial was what they needed to prove that this was a different Ministry as opposed to Fudge’s or even Scrimgour’s.
Draco had reluctantly made peace with his father’s cousin Sancus to have him represent Malfoy-Potter interests in regards to this trial.
Finding an impartial judge was difficult, Kingsley couldn’t sit for the trial because he was a witness, Dowager Lady Longbottom could not because her grandson Neville was a witness.
They’d had to settle for Doge, who being a Dumbledore apologist had practically guaranteed in some minds that he would rule for Harry. Unfortunately, according to Sancus anyway, Doge did not approve of Harry’s relationship with Draco.
They could only hope that prejudice wouldn’t prevent justice from being served...
They finished feeding Teddy and Scorpius as well as prepping bottles for Vivi before hurrying to bathe...
XooooooX
The attack had occurred near Draco’s birthday in the beginning of June but it was nearly Scorpius’ first birthday a little over two months later...
Draco and Harry flooed into the Ministry, due to Harry’s delicate health and Andromeda’s injunction he was allowed to floo into the bailiff’s office where prisoners were flooed into from the Auror Department who couldn’t be escorted through the Ministry.
They arrived just before the prisoners were expected and were out the door when the floo crackled again.
Neville and Blaise had escorted them and Theo met them in the corridor to guard them on their way into the Courtroom.
They took their places behind little fence that separated them from the prosecutor’s table and the five prisoners were escorted in under guard.
Kingsley arrived soon after...
Doge was announced by a bailiff and Percy Weasley had taken his seat as court scribe.
The upper gallery was full of reporters as well as the curious sheep of the Wizarding World who chose to attend.
The bailiff announced the case was open for sentencing.
“Would the defendants please rise?” Doge snapped.
Pansy Parkinson, Marcus Flint, Cormac McLaggen, Fergus O Mordha and Cassius Warrington were dragged to their feet.
“You are all charged with Assault, line theft and intent to commit murder.” Doge drawled.
Pansy snorted.
Marcus, Fergus and Cassius looked defiant while Cormac was pale and drawn, he seemed ill.
“Due to indisputable proof, Cormac McLaggen will be released and sentence to five hundred hours of community service due to his being under the imperious at the time of the assaults in question. Due to her callous indifference to life and being the mastermind of this travesty, Pansy Parkinson will be sentenced to death by poison. Marcus Flint, Fergus O Mordha and Cassius Warrington are sentence to life in Azkaban. The Parkinson Estate which is under the control of the Brown family are to pay restitution to Mr. Potter which the entire inheritance as well as the bride price that ought to have been paid in the event of her bonding.”
Doge then paused before continuing, “As for Fergus O Mordha I grant the entire estate of the Yaxleys and the O Mordha to be given to his disowned Aunt Jayme to be inherited by the sons of her daughters Aednat and Beibhinn. Whether Jayme decides that her family owes Mr. Potter restitution is her own affair which I lay at the whim of her conscience. Marcus Flint who has been disowned by his mother Morwenna who seized control of the Flint Estate after his father’s death at the Battle of Hogwarts is to provide any service requested by Mr. Potter be it as simple as claiming bracelets were they to decide to start a new pureblood line.”
Draco scowled and Harry flinched.
They weren’t likely to have any more children, so that was a cruel comment to make...
“In the case of Cassius Warrington, due to his being an only child his estate is to pass into the control of his forced bonded Daphne to be held in trust for their daughter Ceto. Given the suffering that Madam Greengrass has already suffered, it is up to her to determine if the Warrington Estate owes Potter restitution. As for Mr. Potter, I hope that this experience has brought it to your attention that this relationship of yours will not be taken in good taste. While perhaps, made in good faith you may wish to consider that your choice in bonded was unwise in the extreme. This case is adjourned.”
With that callus pronouncement, Doge stalked out of the courtroom.
Harry sagged in his seat.
Draco hissed in French under his breath and Neville snarled.
Before anyone could react Neville stalked over to Kingsley.
“No offence Kingsley but if that’s what the result of our fighting and suffering calls justice I want no part in it. I’m dropping out of the Auror Academy.”
Kingsley flinched, “What?”
Neville snorted, “While protecting Harry was the right thing to do and I was one of the few trustworthy at the time, this experience proved that I don’t have the nerve to be an Auror. I think Theo does and I wish him the best but I’m done.”
Kingsley swallowed, “What will you do?”
Neville smirked, “The one thing that Gran finally agreed to when I said I was going to be an Auror. I’m going to train under Great-Uncle Algie and be an Herbologist.”
Then he smugly made his way back their group where he was pulled into Blaise’s arms and snogged.
Draco chuckled, he’d always thought that Neville would be miserable as an Auror and Blaise wasn’t pleased with the idea.
Being an herbologist would be much safer and would keep Blaise from going mad with worry about Neville putting himself in harm’s way.
They headed out to the corridor to meet their other friends which included Weasleys who had managed to bar the press form bothering them.
Draco loudly invited them to join them at the Manor for a celebration dinner.
While Doge had treated Harry with contempt, he had properly punish Pansy and her cronies in Draco’s vindictive opinion.
His ex-betrothed was sentenced to death for nearly killing Harry twice and almost taking their youngest sons with him.
He’d never liked or trusted Marcus, Fergus or Cassius and their prison sentances only meant that they were unlikely to attack them again...
If Cormac was under the imperious well then the community service was fine but he doubted anyone of prominence would hire him even if they disapproved of Harry being bonded to him.
Despite everything that had happened since the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry was still the Boy Who Lived to most of the British Wizarding community and there was no escaping that...

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
A/N: By the way how much more of their lives pre-Flashpoint and Baiting of Rose would you like to see?
leslie - Thank you!
Anon - I would never be so horrible as to have Hermione involved in nearly killing Harry even if like in my Mirror Chronicles she's being thick...
ChaosLady - I think I fixed the 'repeating'? I hope that this sort of makes you happy despite poor Harry's suffering...
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