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Undeniable	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 17118 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Title: Undeniable

Pairing: DracoxHarry, eventual ScorpiusxAlbus, past twincest, Lee JordanxAngelina Johnson, RonxHermione, BillxFleur, NarcissusxSeverus, Charliex Blaise PercyxOliver, We'll see...don't kill me.

Fandom : HP

Notes: Post Series/slight AU. Obviously, the majority of the characters belong to J.K. Rowling; only the situations I write belong to me. The battle was won but at what cost? When the bodies are buried is the past truly put to rest?

Chapter Twenty-six

Hermione cornered Draco when he came out during a meeting of the Wizengamot; she’s been hoping to catch him alone. She called out, “Malfoy.”

Draco turned and sighed, “Mrs. Weasley.” he was hoping to sneak back in without missing too much.

Hermione crossed her arms, “Why are you still with Harry? Didn’t you get what you wanted? A child with the Chosen One?”

Draco shook his head, “I wanted more then that we’re a family. I can’t and won’t leave him. I love all of them, Grimmauld Place is the first place that has even felt like a home.”

“Tell me what you used to get Harry to divorce Ginny and throw her out.”

“I did nothing to Harry; no potions, no charms, nothing. He chose to be with me…I didn’t seek him out. I was willing to raise Scorpius I didn’t expect Harry to want us…I didn’t think I deserved to be happy.”

Hermione nodded, “You seem to be telling the truth…very well. I won’t say anything.”

Draco turned, “Well, I need to use the loo so I must go.” he was shocked she had been pleasant, why have the conversation now? It had been almost a year since he’d married Harry, it was May and he had Bonded with Harry in July. He had no understanding of how the Muggle-born witch’s mind worked. She had attended the joint Baby Shower, and had given only one present that was probably meant more for Al and Lily then for all three babies.

XoooooX

Charlie and a very pregnant Blaisé visited Harry and Draco on Friday for dinner a few days after Draco abrupt and belated conversation with Hermione. Teddy and Jaime were staying with Bill and Fleur for the night while the babies were with Andromeda visiting Narcissa and Severus for a few hours. Scorpius didn’t mind sleeping away from the crib he normally shared with Albus as long as Albus was with him. Lily was fine as long as Nana or Draco was around; she had bonded to her papa more easily then to Harry.

Harry had sent a reluctant Dippy to the manor with the babies; he wanted to cook for their friends himself. He’d chosen to make Steak Florentine, a large salad and wine; Draco had nodded saying that Blaisé’ upper-crust upbringing would approve of the meal, they had ordered a chocolate torte for desert, it wasn’t often they got to have a couples night. George was unfortunately single; Angelina was busy trying to manage her and Lee’s kids, WWW and George’s kids. His former best mates were still avoiding him for the most part; Ron gave Draco dark looks at family events.

Why couldn’t Ron be happy for him? Couldn’t they see he was the happiest he’d ever been? He made the last touches on dinner while Draco went to his study to escort Charlie and Blaisé down. He’d let Draco pick the wines and dessert as well chill them; his husband had better taste.

“Harry?”

Harry laughed, “In the Kitchen, Charlie.”

“You could help me, amante del drago.” the irritated voice of a pregnant Veela came from down the hall.

“You know he loves you, Blaisé.” Draco teased.

Harry chuckled as he sent their dinner to the dining room.

“He better.”

Charlie pulled the pregnant Veela into his arms, “Of course I do.” nuzzling his neck.

Harry smiled at Draco; he thought their names for each other were adorable and there was real affection between them. He may not had known Blaisé at all in school outside the Slug club meetings, or Charlie since he wasn’t around much but he’d never seen either of them so happy.

Draco slipped his hand into Harry’s, “Harry cooked for us, shall we eat.”

Blaisé sniffed, “Do I smell steak?”

Harry nodded, “Steak Florentine and Salad.”

Blaisé grinned, “Well it smells good.”

Draco nodded, “My Harry is an excellent cook, there is wine and chocolate torte for desert…”

“ Sounds great. Frumos un întuneric, come on. Let’s eat.” Charlie led his lover to the Dinning room

They all went into the Dining room, Harry pulled out Draco’s chair brushing his husband’s cheek with a light kiss. The gentle affection wouldn’t upset their friends.

Blaisé smirked, “He’s treating you like a woman.”

Harry blushed as he started to eat his salad, “Trust me, Draco is no woman.”

Charlie raised an eyebrow, “Oh really? Have you found yourself beneath a dragon who made you keeper?”

Harry yelped, “Charlie! Where do you get these ideas, you and Bill?”

Charlie shrugged, “Every good relationship is balanced, of course Blaisé is Keeper sometimes. He maybe my Frumos un întuneric but he is special and I wouldn’t trade him the ten vaults full of Gallons.”

Draco smirked, “Interesting, you’re worth that much to a Gryffindor? My Blaisé, your value has increased. How much was your mother going to offer as a dowry if you had been born a girl.”

Blaisé snorted, “None of your business, I wouldn’t have let Charlie spend that much money on me as a bride price.”

Harry tilted his head, “Bride price?”

Blaisé shrugged, “An old custom, a wizard gave a large gift to the family of the person he wished to marry. The higher the price the more honor they show the person they wish to mate.”

Charlie smirked, “So can I offer the house I inherited from my uncles Fabian and Gideon? How about the entire contents of my Gringotts vault? Or this?” Charlie held out a box.

Blaisé was stunned, “Charlie!”

Draco chuckled, “Now this is epic, I wonder when the last time a boy was proposed to in this house.”

A portrait spoke up, “That would be me…”

Harry spun around, “Sirius?”

Sirius said quietly, “Remus, he asked me while I was in hiding and he was staying with me.”

Harry’s eyes nearly popped out of his head, “You and Remus?”

“Yes, it wasn’t the first time he’d asked me. Now, I won’t bother you anymore, I’m going to go hide in the attic…”

Harry looked like he was about to stop Sirius but decided now wasn’t the time.

Blaisé opened the ring box and gasped, it was a gold band with a serpent entwined around it. “Charlie?”

Draco knew instinctively it was highly appropriate for his fellow Slytherin and very expensive. The ring was easily a couple thousand Gallons, Charlie was very serious about Blaisé and it showed. As if their expected child wasn’t proof enough…

Harry grinned, “So…the tapestry is right? You’re having a boy and you’re going to be Zabinis.”

Blaisé stared at Charlie, “You’re changing your name?”

Charlie laughed, “Trust me, there are enough Weasleys running around. I don’t have to keep it, besides, you mentioned you are the last of your father’s line.”

Blaisé snorted trying not appear affected. “So what does the famous Black Tapestry say we will name our son?”

Draco smirked, “Perseus Fabian Zabini.”

Blaisé chuckled, eyes shining, “It’s perfect…”

Harry nodded, “It is keeping with the Black habit of naming children after constellations.”

“And the Weasley habit of Arthurian knights.” Charlie mentioned, leaning to kiss Blaisé as he slipped the ring on his boyfriend‘s hand.

Blaisé kissed him, “yes, when?” nearly slipping into Charlie’s lap.

Harry snickered, “The food is getting cold…” Hermione hadn’t been this happy when Ron proposed three months after the battle to a five-month pregnant girlfriend.

Draco leaned over to kiss Harry, “Shut up, they’re happy…”

“Mmm…so am I. I have you…”

When Charlie finally broke the kiss, Blaisé resumed eating pausing only to ask, “When?”

Charlie smirked, “Hmm…I don’t know. I thought we could elope to Italy and marry there. Draco and Harry could portkey in as witnesses and we can spend a few days in the Italian Rivera before coming home and letting Mum throw us a Reception.”

Harry looked at Charlie, “Mum will be angry if you Bond without her present.”

Charlie shrugged, “Then drag her along, I don’t want a big ceremony. I want it to be way smaller then the bashes she’s thrown before. I don’t even want in as big as Percy’s, he had practically all of us there. They were lucky they avoided the papers…”

Harry nodded, “I wanted a small private ceremony but the mother got together and it got blown out of proportion. Though having it at the place I felt the most at home in my life did mean a lot but having it be bigger then Bill and Fleur’s was a shock.”

Draco coughed, “You married Lord Malfoy, even if it is a tarnished house it does have a certain reputation to uphold.”

Charlie leaned over to punch Draco playfully, “Married to Harry I’m sure you’ll make Malfoy a proud name.”

“We have Scorpius as well; he is the heir to the Malfoy fortune, title and Wizengamot seat.”

Blaisé shrugged, “Perseus won’t have all of that.”

“He’ll be a quarter Veela and possibly a decent Quidditch player…”

Draco chuckled, “I don’t know, Blaisé isn’t very good.”

“Shut up, Draco.”

“Dray,” Harry purred, “It seems like we about done with dinner. Why don’t you get dessert and the other bottle of wine? We should celebrate…”

“Yes, my brother is marrying your brother. Isn’t that an interesting twist?”

They retired to that Parlor, sipping wine and eating Chocolate torte.

Soon they were all tipsy and snogging…

“Hey Charlie, get a room…” Harry teased.

“You offering us a spare?”

Draco snorted, pulling Harry towards the stair, “Second floor…fifth door on left. Don’t break anything…”

“That sounds interesting…don’t break anything…”

“I’ll break you if you don’t control yourself Harry…”

“Who said I’m keeping?”

“Who said I was?”

XoooooX

Molly was completely unaware of what was happening, a week later Charlie had managed to arrange to have an Italian Ministry employee, who was legally allowed to oversea Bondings ready to perform the ceremony. They had rooms reserved in Sardinia for three nights and then Blaisé was taking Charlie to Tuscany for wine tasting and food.

Harry wasn’t sure he liked the idea of shocking her like this; he was only going along with this because it was what Charlie wanted.

Molly and Arthur were coming for lunch and Charlie was Flooing just before then to break the news. Blaisé was not happy about the arrangement but Harry had convinced Charlie that it would be better if he told Mum himself instead of leaving Harry- the honorary baby brother to do the dubious honors.

Charlie stumbled in from the kitchen Floo, “Do I have to do this? Blaisé is terrified I’ll be late or not show up.”

Draco shrugged, “That would be the pregnancy hormones talking, he knows you love him. Trust me, he knew the approximate cost of that ring the same as I did. You wouldn’t spend that much money on him if you weren’t completely serious.”

Charlie nodded, “I haven’t been this happy since…I was allowed to work at the dragon preserve.”

Harry chuckled, “I heard you got the news the summer I found out I was a wizard so about the first time I met Draco.”

There was a knock on the front door, Draco went to let Arthur and Molly in.

Charlie took a few deep breaths, while Harry patted him on the back, “You have fifteen minutes to explain before the portkey activates.”

“Thanks…” Charlie was nervous and excited; his mother would be so distraught at his refusal to let her plan a wedding. He had watched her plan them for two of his four brothers, if Fred had survived the war he doubted she would have planned one for the twins since their bonding would not be legal.

“Harry, where are you?” Molly’s very familiar drawl was heard which made Charlie start to sweat.

“In the parlor Mum…”

Draco led them inside, “We’re here…”

“Charlie? What are you doing here? Why are you all so fancy looking?”

Charlie stammered only to receive a cautionary glare from Draco, he was only tamed living with Harry had given him his confidence back. He straightened up, he had faced angry dragons he could handle his mother right? “I asked Blaisé to Bond with me a week ago. I finally got everything arranged, we decided on a private ceremony in Italy. You are invited to attend, we are offering you the opportunity to spend the weekend at the resort after the ceremony, while we will be going to spend some time in Tuscany.”

“Bonding? I only get how much notice?”

“Portkey is activating in ten minutes…” Draco said only to get a half-hearted glare from Harry.

Molly yelled, “Ten minutes?”

Harry winced, he was glad they hadn’t mentioned the original plan of not telling her until after the fact.

“Mum, Blaisé wasn’t comfortable having a huge wedding while pregnant.”

Molly snorted, “He should have thought of that before he got himself pregnant.”

Harry sighed, “Their Bonding wouldn’t be right without you. I can understand why they wouldn’t want a big ceremony.”

Molly huffed, “Let’s just go, you better let me throw you a wedding reception.”

Draco interrupted, “I’m already paying for that as a Bonding gift, I would be honored for your assistance in planning.”

Molly sniffed, “At least you will know what Blaisé might want?”

Charlie shrugged, “The portkey is about to activate.”

His father had remained rather silent, “We can’t miss Charlie’s Bonding even I can see Blaisé makes him happy. He has a reason to stick around England which is what you wanted.”

Molly glared, “He should have given me more notice. I don’t even look presentable to attend my son’s Bonding.”

Harry waved his wand, Molly’s outfit changed to one he remembered from his own bonding, “There, you can change it back later.”

Molly hugged him, “Why thank you Harry, how kind.” she glared at Charlie.

Draco nodded, “Portkey.”

They all grabbed it as it started to shimmer, feeling the familiar sensation of being grabbed at the navel. It was a longer, less pleasant trip since it was a portkey from Grimmauld Place to an island in the Mediterranean.

Harry gasped, “I hate portkeys…“ feeling more then a little ill.

Draco squeezed his hand, “Don’t prefer them myself.”

Molly crossed her arms, “Lets get this over with, since you refuse to do this properly.”

Charlie sighed, calling out as he walked onto the balcony, “Frumos un întuneric?”

“Out here, amante del drago.” Blaisé called out, “You are running late.”

Charlie went and swept the pregnant Veela into his arms, “You knew I was coming right…”

Draco snorted, “Of course he did…”

Arthur whistled at the ring, “Charlie, I.wish I could have affording something like that for my Mollywobbles.”

Molly blushed, “Arthur!” it was still a very nice ring, just not one she would have appreciated herself but it had required a lot of thought and money. She taught her children that emotion was more important then money, why did her second eldest have to fall for a rich Slytherin? Could a spoiled brat make her Charlie happy?

Draco pushed them ahead, “Come on, you said we were running late.”

Blaisé shifted nervously, “Yes, I want to be Bonded to my Mate.”

Charlie kissed his hand, “and I you, Frumos un întuneric.”

They strode onto to the balcony, overlooking the beautiful remains of the Atlantis that remained hidden from the Muggle World.

Molly gasped, Charlie was apparently quite the romantic.

Harry looked around, it was gorgeous when their children didn’t need them so much he’d like to take Draco here. It would be fun to explore and learn together.

Draco squeezed his hand, casting a translation spell on all of them.

The slightly annoyed Italian Ministry official snapped, “I don’t have all day.”

Charlie bowed, “My apologies sir, we did not mean to offend. We are ready to proceed.”

Blaisé threaded his fingers with Charlie’s.

The ministry official sniffed, “I am doing this for Signor Zabini. You could at least be on time.”

“Yes sir, sorry sir.”

Draco sighed, the dressing down shouldn’t have been shared but a translation spell isn’t selective.

“Very well, we will proceed. Witnesses.”

Draco and Harry stepped forward, Draco to the left and one step behind Blaisé, while his husband was one step behind and one to the right of Charlie.

The ceremony was different from Percy’s or Harry’s; it was a very ancient ceremony. To describe it wouldn’t do it justice but Charlie had chosen well; his parents and his friends were touched. When the gold chains of magic that bound their wrists together had transformed into matching gold rings, and five signatures had been affixed to the parchment they were declared legally Bonded.

Blaisé who was normally rather subdued leapt on Charlie nuzzling his neck.

Draco coughed, chuckling to himself.

Blaisé slid down, “Sorry, a little too excited.”

“Understandable. You’re marrying me.”

Molly sighed, her son really did look happy. “Congratulations, why did you decide to be Zabinis?”

Charlie shrugged, “We decided because Blaisé is the last of his line and we have plenty of Weasleys to continue our line. I don’t mind being a Zabini, our son is supposed to be after all.”

Molly scowled, “Stupid tapestry, wish it was mine…”

Draco pushed Blaisé and Charlie “Go you have a honeymoon. Tuscany awaits, we’ll have a reception when you return. George can pout about missing out on the fun. I’ll let him bring dragon and lion fireworks again to satisfy him.”

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