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A/N: Before people
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story. Promise. Ff.net removed it, apparently I exceeded the
�R� rating. Hence the editing of the
slashy scenes. I�ve noticed quite a few
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Chapter 27

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The next day was the day before Christmas. Raithos and Draco had been lazing about all
day, weary after the intense and drawn out initiation the night before. Raithos had been thinking all day about the
conversation they needed to have, and finally gathered enough courage to start
it.

�Draco, we need to talk.�

�That does not sound like a conversation I want to be a part
of Raithos,� Draco said warily. They
were sitting in Raithos� parlor, lounging on one of the leather couches. Draco had stopped running his fingers through
Raithos� hair at his statement.<
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Raithos sat up and turned to face Draco.

�It�s not bad, Co, well not really anyway. It�s not as bad as you�re thinking, I
promise,� he said soothingly, hoping to calm his lover. He wasn�t sure how well it was working, as
Raithos was extremely nervous himself.

�You are the son of the Dark Lord. I don�t trust you not to lie.�

�Co!�

�Yeah, yeah, what is it,� Draco grumbled. He hated surprises, especially ones that
began with �Draco, we need to talk.� In
his experience, those conversations never went well.

�Pops and I had an�interesting�talk while we were out the
other day. About wizarding traditions
and all that. I found out about some
things.� Raithos was consciously avoiding
Draco�s gaze. His father had told him
Draco would be expecting this conversation, but it didn�t make things any
easier.

�Ah, that talk. Yes,
Father and I had a similar one.�

cla class=MsoNormal>Raithos relaxed briefly.
�Pops said you would. What did
you think about it?�

�Well, I�m going to hazard a guess here and say it wasn�t as
shocking for me as it was for you,� Draco said with a smirk. �I�ve grown up a pureblood wizard, Raith,
and I knew this was coming. We�re in
our last year at Hogwarts, we�re seventeen, and I fully expected to be engaged
to someone by this point. Granted, a
year ago it was looking like Pansy. Let
me just say, I�m insanely thankful it�s not,� he finished with a shudder.

Raithos laughed weakly.

�I�ve had my entire life to get used to the idea,� Draco
continued, pulling a very pale Raithos towards. �Pureblood marriages are all about blood strength. Ok, well not all of them are, some are lucky
enough to actually be in love, before the wedding. Honestly, I didn�t expect to be.
So I have to say I�m quite thrilled with the current situation.� Draco began rubbing Raithos� back, trying to
comfort him.

�You�re not, I don�t know, freaked out at all?� Raithos
asked hesitantly. He didn�t want to
give Draco the impression that he didn�t want this, but he needed to somehow
express his nervousness, his apprehension, his fear.

�No, can�t say I am.yes"> �I know it�s a bit of a shock, but it�ll be ok.� He pulled back slightly to look into
Raithos� emerald green eyes. �I love
you.�

Raithos let out the breath he�d been holding and pulled
Draco back to him, arms winding around his hips. �I love you too,� he whispered.
They stayed like that for a few long moments before Raithos pulled back
again, to look at Draco.

Draco finally allowed himself to smile. Broadly.

�Yes I suppose we do.�

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�Pops,� Raithos said as he walked up to where his father was
sitting in the parlor. His meeting with
the inner circle was just ending, and half a dozen Death Eaters were present,
including Lucius and Snape.

Voldemort turned to face his son, a smile on his face.

�Yes, Raithos?�

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Raithos took a deep breath and allowed a small smile to play
about his face.

�I talked to Draco.�

Lord Voldemort stilled.

�Good. And?�

�How do we do this?�

Lord Voldemort smiled so broadly he thought his face would
crack. Everyone in the room was quite
scared of the grin that ared red on his face; it was entirely too similar to
the grin that he used to show before pain was inflicted. In mass quantities. He stood up and grabbed his son, pulling him
into his arms.

�My son is getting married!�

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Raithos woke up on Christmas morning to someone kissing him
gently. Whimpering softly and returning
the kisses, he opened his eyes, only to squinch them shut against the bright
sunlight. He attempted to hide beneath
the sheets and pillows and cautiously pried one eye open when he heard Draco
laughing softly.

�You look absolutely adorable when you do that, did you
know?� He said softly, his eyes
sparkling with mirth.

Raithos squinched his eyes shut again and frowned.

�I don�t do adorable.�

�Oh yes you do, you just don�t want to admit you do,� Draco
said, still laughing. �Happy Christmas,
love, now get up, everyone will be waiting for us downstairs.�

�Who�s everyone? And
they can just bloody well wait because I�m still sleeping.�

The day before had been exceptionally draining for the Dark
Lon trn training. He�d never known that
marrying someone required so much work in the wizarding world. There�d been a meeting with various
law-wizards to draw up a marriage contract, essentially a pre-nuptial
agreement. This was a necessary evil
amongst the pureblood fies,ies, to protect the respective family fortunes. Then there�d been a press conference, to
officially announce their engagement.
Raithos� father, as well as Lucius and Narcissa had given statements
saying how very pleased they were with the pairing of the two. That was followed by a marathon photo shoot
for Witch Weekly and the Prophet.
After that, Narcissa had dragged the two of them aside to talk about
specific plans. Flowers, robes,
decorations, things like that. Raithos
and Draco had decided to hand over the planning to her, as it was obvious she�d
enjoy it immensely.

Draco smiled indulgently down at his new fianc�, who had
somehow managed to worm his way into the tiny space between Draco and bed bed,
under Draco�s propped up elbow. Raithos
really was too cute early in the mornings.

�My parents, and your father of course, and I believe
Severus is here, as well as Remus.
Remus is a little frightened, which is absolutely hilarious.I mean, he�s a werewolf.�

Raithos raised halfway up at that. �I hope Pops is being civil.�

�Oh so worrying about a werewolf gets you up, but not
me? I�m hurt,� Draco pouted.

�Aww, come here baby,� Raithos purred, and proceeded to show
Draco just how much he cared.

--

An hour and a half later, Raithos and Draco made their way
down to the dinning hall, to be greeted by knowing smiles and a few embarrassed
glares.

�Did we forget the silencing spells again?� Raithos
whispered as they stood in the doorway.

�Um�Happy Christmas?� Draco said hesitantly. Lucius and Voldemort groaned as the rest of
the group burst out into laughter.

�I should say it is�for some of us at least,� Snape said,
sneering.

�Yes, others are quite disappointed that a silencing spell
their child learned in their second year is apparently too complicated for
use!� Lucius� muffled voice ground out, his face still buried in his hands.

�Lucius, did you know that the tops of your ears are
gorgeously pink right now?� Raithos said.

All conversation stopped at that. Draco turned to Raithos, completely shocked. He looked back at his father.

�Raith?�

�Yeah, Co?�

�Run.�

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Presents were to be opened later that morning, in the
sitting room where Raithos had had his first real conversation with his father.
There was an enormous Christmas tree in
one corner, decorated with silver ornaments and white twinkling lights.yes"> I want presents,� Raithos said as he turned around.

�Greedy little git, aren�t you,� Draco replied as they
walked over to the group of people gathered around the fireplace.

�You�re one to talk!�

�Me? Greedy? I�mendeended.� Draco pouted quite convincingly.

�Clothes. My clothes. Enough said.�

�Are you still on about that? I only borrow your clothes when I�m trying to save us time
getting ready. It gets you where you
need to be faster if I don�t bother wasting the time to trek over to get my
own.�

�Co, we share a room.
Your clothes are right next to mine.�

�Eh, I tried.�

Lucius watched the two, enjoying the ever present squabbling
between them. It seemed that would
never change.

�If you two are quite through, perhaps we can move on to the
gifts?� he said, raising an eyebrow.

�Yes father, of course.
See Raithos? You�re holding
people up,� Draco replied.

�Oh sure, blame it on me.
Git.�

�Ponce.�

�Takes one to know one.�

The back and forth went on while everyone got
comfortable. A few house elves appeared
to hand out the presents, as well as give out steaming cups of hot cocoa. The scene was surprisingly normal, taking
into account the guests present.
Raithos looked around and couldn�t help but grin. If someone had told him last Christmas that
he would be sitting in Riddle Mansion with the Dark Lord, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy,
Professor Snape, Remus Lupin, and his one and only archnemesis, he would have
carted them off to St. Mungo�s before one could say Quidditch. And yet, here he was, the happiest he had
ever been.

Presents were exchanged happily, and Raithos was quite
pleased with people�s reactions to their gifts. Draco and he had given gifts together this year. For Narcissa, they�d bought a very old book
on wizarding wedding traditions and ceremonies, which she�d began to read
immediately, interrupting every now and then to ask their opinion on
something. A black silk robe for Lucius
that matched their own ceremonial robes, a slew of rare potions ingredients for
Snape, and an ancient set of books on werewolves for Remus.

For Voldemort, they�d purchased a brand new wardrobe. His shocked face prompted Raithos to explain
the gift.

�Well, Pops, we decided its high time to drop the �I�m so
scary I�m the Dark Lord� bit, and adopt a brand new �I�m so scary I�m the Dark
Lord and you all want to sleep with me� look.
We were getting quite tired of the billowing black robes with hoods and
I believe the press was as well,� Raithos said.

Voldemort looked at his son. So much had changed in the past months. Before Raithos, had someone dared to do such a thing, they�d have
been killed. Now, he could laugh along
with his son and accept the joke, as well as the criticism. It felt good. It felt normal.

Draco had received a lot of new clothes, as had
Raithos. After going through his own,
Draco had immediately began with his fianc�s, picking out what he was going to
wear later that day, and already commenting on what he planned on borrowing.

For each other, Draco and Raithos had bought rings. Plain silver bands, Draco�s with an emerald
imbedded in it, and Raithos� with a diamond.
Narcissa was absolutely ecstatic at the gifts, as it was customary for
an engaged couple to exchange rings.

After all the presents were opened, the group retired to
their respective rooms to get ready for the Christmas feast to take place later
that evening. The members of the inner
circle would be there, as well as their children. Raithos and Draco were looking forward to seeing their friends,
as well as the discussion that would be taking place about the changes at
Hogwarts now that Snape was the headmaster.

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�So we are going to do this then. We are going to throw our support in with him,� Kingsley
Shacklebolt said disbelievingly.

�It�s the best way.
We�ve all heard what Remus has said.
I for one, believe him,� McGonagall replied firmly. �And I trust Severus. They have both said that Raithos and Mr.
Malfoy will meet with us, if we so desire.
I would like to hear what they have to say. Things have changed in the past few months, You-Know-Who has
changed. He hasn�t gone on a massacre
since his son went to him. We were all
around when this first started. Tom
Riddle was a brilliant young man with good ideas. It�s only when he became You-Know-Who did we form to oppose
him. None of us opposed his original
ideas, except Albus. Once he went mad,
we had no choice but to support Dumbledore.�

�I say we take a vote.
Not all of us are for this idea of yours, Minerva,� Mad-eye Moody
growled.

�Very well.�

At that moment, Tonks rushed into the room, out of breath.

�News�from Azkaban�Arthur and Percy are dead.�

�How?� McGonagall asked, shocked.

�Suicide.�

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