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A Majestic Wish	By : yaoitezzone Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 1780 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Well, this is kind of trial, if I got a good response I'll upload here...

A Majestic's wish

Chapter 2: The depression

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Fifth years at Hogwarts, June.

Sirius had been walked aimlessly in the long corridor of Malfoy Manor when he saw his Godson, sitting morosely on the corner of the hall. It was like his life had ended. Without any hesitation, the dog animagus sat beside him. There were no words uttered between the two of them. The Godfather was afraid that he would upset his Godson further with his inane talk, and the Godson didn't have any energy to start any conversation between them. He was simply too depressed.

But since Sirius was no quiet person, he couldn't bear with the silence and opened his big mouth. "It will be Okay, Harry." He said and gave an awkward pat on Harry's head. The boy got away from Sirius's persistent hand but he still didn't utter a single word.

Sirius sighed. Despite his cheerful attitude, in reality, the Black's heir was really troubled with Harry's predicament. He didn't know why but his Godson always succeeded to land himself in unfortunate situation. In the end, the silence between them emerged again. Both of men didn't know what to say… Sirius was the happy-go-lucky person who he admitted to himself, pretty irresponsible. And Harry was your emotional-teenager type who couldn't even communicate his emotion freely. What a disaster combination…

Sirius peeked at Harry at the corner of his eyes. Really, if harry was not his Godson and younger than him about ten years or more, he would seduce Harry himself. Who would not? Harry in his wizard's attire was irresistible. He wore a dark green robe with intricate sewing of Rune's symbols on his back. The cuff was decorated with a beautiful silver ornaments. His brilliant green eyes, Sirius had ordered him to fix his eyesight two years ago, were looked as radiant as ever. He looked ready to be devoured by hungry fangirls or fanboys… Too bad, those fans had to duel face to face with his will-be-fiancé, Draco Malfoy.

Sirius sank deeper on his uncomfortable seat on the floor. No matter how big and magnificent the Manor was…one thing would never change, the floor was always hard to sit on…

Sirius knew, though, that it wasn't Harry's choices to wear the extravaganza clothes. He was convinced that the choice was made by Lily and Tonks, both of them had worked too hard, in Sirius's opinion, to make this engagement party succeeded. Sirius snorted, why did they bother to do that was beyond Sirius's comprehension, especially if the main actor was sitting here, depressed and sad. In a matter of fact, the boy simply didn't care…

"What are you doing here, Padfoot?" Remus's somber voice was heard from his left side. He turned his head only to see his best friend walked closer to them with a concern in his face. Apparently, Remus had seen Harry's dejected posture and detected that something was wrong.

"Hey. Don't blame me! He was already teary when I saw him." Sirius angered with the accusation in Remy's face. "Besides, I only want to explore the Manor, you know try to find if they keep something dark in their home. Well, I didn't find anything, though, But, hey when I find harry I thought. Why should I be on the outside cheering those pampering fools if the main actor was here, inside, sitting alone?"

"Sirius? You are Harry's Godfather, you should set a better example."

The dog animagus looked chastised with his friend lecture. With a sheepish expression he gave a surrender hand sign. "Uhh… Okay… But Remy…" Sirius whined, like a child. "Could you see how depressed Harry? I just want to cheer him up."

"Thanks, Siri, but no need…" Harry's short reply was his answer.

Sirius's expression became sad by Harry's lack of enthusiasm. After seeing that Remus forgot about Sirius's misbehavior earlier, then started to console his cub, for him, Harry was the child that he and Tonks always wanted…

"What's the matter, cub?" He took the empty side in Harry's side, opposite of Sirius. "You could tell your uncle Moony…"

"Nothing."

Remus and Sirius stared at each other. Silently, changing their concern with their gaze. "Really, is this about Ginny Weasley?"

"NO!" He answered quickly, too quickly in Remus's opinion. "It's just this whole ordeal tires me out, I will be fine on the party, well I think…" he grimaced with his own words.

The three of them knew though that Harry's condition would only be worsened when he was confronted by his family and especially Ginny. Almost everyone in their family knew about his infatuation with the youngest Weasley and actually James and Arthur had talked about their engagement a while ago… So, it became a bit shocks for both men when they knew that Harry would engage with the Malfoy child, especially because a silly Will.

A long time ago, when almost all the pureblood families still had a close relationship among each other, the Potters and the Malfoy was agree to finalize their good relationship by wed both of their children… But unfortunately, the bride from the Malfoy's patriarch was sick with an unknown disease and died at a young age. Left unmarried, the Potters decided to wed the groom with another woman, but their intention was still hold, even stronger than before… So, they had decided, the fifth generation after their time had to wed their first children with each other before the age of seventeen, if this condition prevailed to happen then all the Potters and the Malfoys would rendered squib and sterile…

"Hey, at least, Draco Malfoy is not ugly…" Sirius with his own way tried to cheer him up.

"Well, it is true… Your ancestor could make a pact with the Crabbes or the Goyles, and now that will be, euh… disgusting."

"Sirius!" This time, Remus yelled louder than before but the other man kept talking aimlessly.

"Well, at least you don't need to worry about money, I heard the Malfoy are loaded and Dumbledore said they had changed side, well with their son…"

"Sirius!"

A smacked on the head and a loud," Ouch, Remus, that's hurt!" ended the endless monologue.

"Tell me what troubling you, Harry?" Remus asked gently.

At first, Harry chose to quiet but Remus hugged his shoulder t4enderly. Harry couldn't resist the comfort then leaned his head on Remus's shoulder. It was warm with both of the Marauders surrounded him. At first, Harry didn't want to talk but his barrier was broken when Sirius pet his hair awkwardly. He started to talk and when he said the first words, he didn't seem that he could stop. "It's just… It's just that… I don't know what I will do about my feeling… it hurts… Everything is hurting me. I am not supposed to feel like this, right? Not if I will be wed to the Malfoy." And he almost spitted those words.

"Are you mad at your family, for forcing you on the Malfoys' hand?" Remus asked again, softly.

Harry nodded but then shook his head left and right.

"Then what, Harry?" Sirius's voice was unsurprisingly gentle for the usually loudly Marauders.

"This whole situation!" Harry's voice was raised a couple octave higher. Both Sirius and Remus knew though that it was better for Harry to release his emotion like this than kept it in his heart. Since, someday, he could explode and for a Wizard as powerful as Harry, his emotional outburst could lead to mass destruction. "It is ridiculous! At first, I am angry because I love Ginny, and always think that someday she will be the one who become my wife, not some pompous ass like Draco Malfoy, but then…then… I am angry because it is like I have no control over my life. Like someone has decided everything for me, first the prophecy, then Dumbledore and now even this stupid Will? I hate it. Am I not supposed to be the Boy Who Lived? Shouldn't I have more power to decide my own life?"

Both of the man only could stare each other helplessly, not knowing how to help the other boy. Yes, they thought that it was a little unfair for Harry to handle everything. His parent didn't even try to understand his feelings and his twin, Remus blanched at the thought. He knew that Daniel always stared at Ginny with longing in his eyes. But still, Remus had thought that married Draco Malfoy was better than lost your magic and the ability to have children. Sadly, harry didn't think so…

Remus couldn't do nothing, he could only hug the poor boy tighter. After a while, Sirius copied his action, silently agreeing that what Harry needed now was a support that he did the right thing, ears to hear his complaints. Both he and Sirius could only give a little time for hary to collect himself, so he wouldn't break himself in front of a lot of people, in front of the Malfoy, in front of the girl he loved. Remus knew after Harry entered the party, he would wear his Slytherin's mask, the confident and the cool Boy-who-Lived the boy wet his eyes, at least, they could provide the boy some time to collect himself. He knew as a Slytherin, Harry had his own mask, his mask as the boy who Lived…

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Fifth years at Hogwarts, June.

With a dread body and unhurriedly steps, Harry entered the garden. The Malfoy had decided since they would use their Manor for the engagement party, then the Malfoy Manor's Garden which was famous for its beauty was the perfect choice. Harry hated it because it meant that there would be a lot of people came, more than he could handle it. Abruptly, the room was silenced, almost by invincible power. It was probably funny if the reason for this silence was not Harry himself. Harry could see all his family and friends' reaction. He could see a proud face on his father's face though their relationship was used to be somewhat awkward after he was put in Slytherin but everything was gone and forgotten when he agreed to save his family from the squib's fate. His mother, his kind mother smiled hugely, happy that finally, his son met his life's partner. Then he saw his twin's expression and almost shocked to the core. Was that hatred the emotion he looks at his twin eyes? Did he see bitterness and resentment for him in his eyes? But why? From the entire member in his family, Harry was closer to his twin than almost everyone, he always thought that his twin understood his reason, but maybe he was wrong after all…

He looked around, his inner and immediate family's expression was varied from sympathy and understanding. He could see that both Remus and Sirius had opted to stand on the corner, giving him an encouraging smile which he replied with the same smile.

Then he saw her…

He saw Ginny… Harry could see how pale Ginny was. Her eyes were red from crying all night and the black ring that surrounded her eyes signaling her lacked of sleep. Harry wanted to hug her, to take her away from the pain, from everyone, to escape this façade… but he couldn't…nor he had any rights…

She sat at the front row and he knew Ginny chose it that way so she could make sure that everything was really happen, that her lover married somebody else, not because he didn't love her but because the fate had cruelly separate them… So she could forget him faster…

And it hurt him, more than anything else. It was hurt that Ginny could look him right on the eyes and never wavered. Harry knew that he only need one single movement or one single twitch then Ginny would stand beside him, along with Remus, Sirius and Daniel, to support him against this silly arrangement.

But he couldn't… There was too much stake here… He couldn't let his power lose, not only for his family but also for the Wizarding World.

Sometimes, Harry really hated being a Hero…

Then, he noted bitterly that Daniel's hand held Ginny hand tightly, offering a silent support. The view was covered so he couldn't see but Harry who had a lot experience with Death Eater and their tricks could see it, clearly. And now he understood, he understood the reason for Daniel's anger. Daniel loved Ginny and always loved her… Daniel loved her so much that he let Harry had her since he knew that Ginny's love for Harry was unparalleled. Harry envied him, envying those hand that covered the feminine and slender hand. Now, he didn't even have the right to hold those slender hands …no more… But everything had happened and he couldn't change it. Though, he could feel the prickled hurt in his heart, screaming at him to back to Ginny. It was too late, he closed his heart so he wouldn't feel the pain… He might be married with Draco but his heart would always belong to Ginny.

He walked faster and more determined than before, lifting his head proudly and ready to face everything they threw at him. In his mind, he heard the fate laughed at him…

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Fifth years at Hogwarts, June.

Draco Lucius Malfoy looked perfect, no, he was more than perfect; he was ridiculously and amazingly beautiful. Well, a little bit too feminine for his taste but he took the submissive role in their partnership as it had been written on the contract, so it couldn't be help.

The blond was ecstatic, he always waited for this day and now it became reality… His wish had been granted, no matter how big the prices were… he didn't care! He had what he had been wished for…

Draco felt awful for Harry, though… He knew that Harry loved the Gryffindor's girl, the Weasellette, but Draco convinced that gradually, Harry would learned to love him, like Draco always did…

Draco specially grew his hair for this day, so they could untie it in beautiful ponytail with Malfoy' emblem as the binding, as symbolized in the submissive partner, the carrier... he didn't want to bring any shame to Malfoy's household and his fiance's name if he didn't act like a proper submissive.

Carefully, Draco had chosen silver robe that was made from fairy silk, so smooth even cat would slip from it, for his engagement party, he knew that he looked good in those… The robe had a beautiful metallic blue border Elvin threads and on the back was sew a beautiful intricate pattern mixed from flowers, Malfoys and Potters symbols by a silvery threads. For Malfoys, it was a green Dragon with two sword crossed on the front. And for the Potters it was a black Griffin who breathed red fire. The robe itself fitted his posture seductively; making him became more delicious for every eye that would see him...

Draco was aware that he should be happy, his robe was perfect, for they made it for almost six months and his hair, and his face was also perfect, since his hair dresser and beautician spent almost five hours to make it…Besides, he would be engaged soon to be married with Harry Potter, his long time crush, and he should be happy, right? His wish had come true after all…

How Draco wished it became true. He knew that he had been lying to himself. Draco was a Malfoy, illegally or not. He was birthed to be a selfish, to be proud and to be beautiful… he knew the reason Harry engaged with him. He knew if the contract was vanished tomorrow, Harry wouldn't bother to be here at all… And Draco didn't want that. He loved… no maybe; he was obsessed with the black haired boy. He wanted Harry to here with him, even without the contract, he knew that it was impossible.

He felt Harry was unfair. The black haired boy hate everything about Malfoy, he hated everything about Slytherin and everything that was labeled as a Dark. Harry never would understand why people chose to be dark. He was too blind, in Gryffindor's glory, even though he was a Slytherin himself. As a hero, Harry was lacked something, it was his compassion and understanding about the dark side.

But it was okay, Draco would fix it. As soon as he could… he would introduce harry to the Slytherin's way. Draco was a Malfoy and liked, every Malfoy before him, he was a stubborn one… He would never give up on Harry.

"You're day dreaming, Draco." His mother reminded him, though it didn't sound gentle it didn't had the usual coldness she used to say to him.

Draco and Narcissa relationship were a bit difficult to comprehend. In other hand, Draco was Lucius's son and Narcissa was his wife but on the other hand, Draco was Lucius's bastard child… At first, their relationship was a bit tacky, a cold and uncaring relationship but then it was changed when Draco accepted their Great Grandfather's Will. According to the Will, the one who supposed married with the Potter's heir was Scorpious not him, Scorpius was the true Malfoy heir, after all. And Draco was only a bastard child but since no one knew this little fact, except his Godfather, Severus and his family. He could replace his brother successfully.

It didn't means their relationship had been changed to become a heart-warming relationship. No, but they managed to be civil enough in the front of the Potter and their guest, without throwing insult in every seconds.

"Sorry, mother… I just lost in my thoughts…" He replied warmly. His eyes fixed on Narcissa's eyes through his mirror.

"Daydreaming about Harry Potter?" She asked unashamedly.

Draco only chuckled, really, Narcissa understood him better than his father, maybe from their constant bickering? "It's rude to interfere with people's business; didn't you say that, mother?"

Narcissa only chuckled darkly. "You know it is true…" He chided amusedly.

With elegant, almost dancing moves, Narcissa walked closer to Lucius' no their son. Draco watched him like a hawk from the mirror's reflection. Draco was always amaze with how Narcissa moved, almost like a dancer. Once, he tried to imitate it but only half successful with his effort. Though, Narcissa had promised him since that episode that she would give him a practice worth of a true Malfoy.

"Let me…" She said to Draco, who since fifteen minutes ago, had tried and quite helplessly at that to fix his hair.

With a finesse that only a woman had, she started to comb his hair with magical brush. Draco became too absorbed in Narcissa's hand movement. But, suddenly, her pale hand stopped, only to rest at both of his shoulder. "Thank you for doing this for us, Draco

Draco only shook his head left to right, silently saying no. Besides, if he was honest with himself, he had secret motives, agreeing this Will.

At first, when the Will had activated, both the Potters and the Malfoys had begun an endless search to counter the spell. Unfortunately, the magic on the Will was an ANCIENT one; no one and not even Dumbledore could find how to break it…

But Draco knew better, it was one of his favored subjects, after all… But he wouldn't tell, even to his father or Severus who he loved so much, not until the time was right…

"No need to thank me, mother… After all we are a family, aren't we, mother?" Draco knew though, liked every Malfoy knew no bastard child could became a Malfoy. But still, a man could ever hope…

Still, Narcissa answered him with one of her charming smile. "Yes, Draco… You are…"

Draco waited; he knew Narcissa had something she wanted to tell. "I don't know what are you thinking, Draco. Associate with Harry Potter." She sighed when his child only opted to silence. "The Dark Lord was not too happy with your decision."

Draco tensed. "Did the Dark Lord hurt father and Severus?"

Narcissa pet Draco's hair gently. "You know how Dark Lord's work…" Which meant, 'yes, he hurt them'. "But they would attend the ceremony." Meaning that their injury was not too severe.

"I hate him. I don't know how father and Severus could stand him." It was true, that his family had changed side to the Light side since a year ago. His father had came back to his sense and leaved the dark Lord. But, the old cot Dumbledore had made his father a new spy in the dark Lord's inner circle. He hated them, whether it was Dumbledore or Voldemort, sometimes, he tempted to play with fate and let them crushed themselves.

"Not only you, but I also feel the same. But your father is the dominant in our relationship, he also the Leader of our family. We couldn't help but obey him as the ancient's code of pureblood stated." Narcissa only scolded his son mildly.

"Stupid rules, and stupid father." He added after thinking for a while.

Narcissa chuckled, humorously. "You will have the same fate as me; you are also a submissive in your relationship…"

"I won't let myself to be subjugate in those fool rules. Besides, Harry isn't similar with father."

"Why not?" She arched his eyebrow. "It is because you are smarter than me? Or because your fiancé is not a Malfoy?" Narcissa's grip in his shoulder became harder. "Yes, it's maybe true. But Harry Potter wouldn't put up with your nonsense, with your secret. He is not a Malfoy, therefore he don't understand to honor the ancient code of pureblood, he wouldn't honor you! He will crush you, without thinking." Then she added softly. "It's not too late, now, Draco."

Narcissa's order almost seemed like plead in Draco's ears. And he knew, despite her harsh words, Narcissa only thought about his welfare.

Gently, he squeezed his mother hand. "I know how to take care of myself."

She sighed, defeated. "If you are sure…" When Draco glared at him, she added. "Though, I prefer the red head one, Daniel Potter, I presume?"

Draco snorted inelegantly. "And let myself drown in the Gryffidorism? Or let myself sweep with red haired child, like the Weasley? No thank you, mother… At least, Harry has black hair and in Slytherin…"

"At least, the Gryffindor one, will be easier to control, unlike Harry Potter. He is as stubborn as mule."

"Please stop it, mother…" He asked gently but sharply, immediately making her queit. "I am truly sorry, mother but I don't want to discuss it. It is too late now. I have already made my mind…" he said stubbornly.

Narcissa could see the seriousness in Draco's tone and eyes. She admitted her defeat, no matter what she said, it would be pointless now. Narcissa was a smart woman, she knew that Draco must be hiding something from her, from his family. It was not the first times her son did this. But the situation was different then, the Malfoy was not as favored as in the past, just one wrong step and they would ended up in Azkaban.

She stared at her child, even though Draco was not her biological son, their features were resembled each other greatly. Severus and almost everyone said that Draco was Lucius's miniature but they were wrong. The Malfoys knew better. Scorpious was the one who resembled his father and Draco, Draco was her miniature, from the way he walked, acted and talked.

Draco caught her stare and smiled at her, he replied with her soft smile.

"Please." She heard her son pleaded, "Do not be sad. I know what I am doing."

"He will hurt you, Draco, unlike the Gryffindor one," She gave the last warning and ignored Draco's protest. "Gryffindor is too noble for their own good, but Harry Potter, he is a Slytherin. He is too cunning, too ambitious and I am afraid…" now her voice started to vibrate. "I am afraid that you will lose…"

"Mother…" He was truly touched with his mother's concern but this was something he had to do, no one could stop him now, not when the motion had been started by him…

"And why is the sad face about? Shouldn't today become a happy and memorable day?" A light and teasing voice startled the occupant of the room; swiftly they turned their head around, tensed. The Malfoy still had lot enemies out there, whether from the Dark side, the Light side or even the Ministry and it would be no surprise if one of them attacked in this occasion.

"Lucius! You had surprised us!" His wife chided gently, but you could see her expression soften when her eyes met his.

"And what are you doing, father? Shouldn't you be outside, entertaining our guest?"

Lucius only raised his eyebrow. "Ah, but who can help himself if there is two lovely bride, unguarded, in this secluded room?" Contrary, to popular belief, Lucius Malfoy was not a cold hearted man. Actually, he was a family man. In the past, he was quite troubled with Narcissa and Draco' endless fights since he could never took any side, not if he still loved his life.

"So, what were you talking about?" He asked, unknowingly digging his own grave.

Narcissa took a tired sigh and Draco only rolled his eyes. "Can you advice your son, Lucius? He acts stupid, chose Harry Potter as his fiancé, like our problem with the Dark Lord and Dumbledore is not enough. He wants to add another enemy in our list…"

"Really?" Lucius asked, arching his eyebrow slightly.

"Don't mind her, father. Mother is only fussy about my choice in man…" Draco said, only answered with Narcissa's snort.

"Draco…Narcissa" his father scolded warningly. He really didn't need one of their fights this time, not when the Ministry and Dumbledore and even Voldemort's spy attended this party as his guest. The Dark Lord begrudgingly accepted that Lucius had to married Draco with one of the Potter boy. It was the Dark Lord himself, the one who recommended Draco to choose Harry Potter, easier to spy, he said. Fortunately for him, Draco agreed heartily with this idea, Lucius couldn't help but shuddered if he thought what would happen if Draco refused Voldemort's idea.

And that was one of his problems; Draco had accepted Harry Potter as his dominant. Draco was the most domineering person er…child, Lucius ever knew, for him to accept the position as a submissive without complaint was very suspicious.

Curiously, he said. "Your mother is right, Draco I don't think that Harry Potter is the right choice for you…"Lucius's eyes stared deeply on those unending silver.

Draco only chuckled. "Yes, father…"

"We won't help you if Potter start to act likes the star he is…"

Draco only rolled his eyes. "He isn't…" But then he added. "I won't ask for help, father." Narcissa gasped softly at the bold answer. "And I won't regret it…"

As a Malfoy and Slytherin, Lucius knew the time to give up or to never let go… And this time was the time for the first choice. He gave suffering sigh. "Then, it is as you wish, Draco…"

"Thank you, father…" A warm hug for his beloved child was his reward, he turned his eyes only to see his wife silently accused his action with her eyes, his blond child had already busy himself to prepare the last touch for his engagement.

"What?" he asked.

"Hhh… I know you're spoiling him…"

"What! I am not!"

But this time, it was Narcissa's time to ignore him. "Draco… I know your infatuation for…" And that new information attracted his attention. His son, Draco Malfoy loved someone. Well, it didn't mean that he thought Draco was cold boy who couldn't love anyone besides himself. NO, he just thought that no one could up to Draco's standard. Oh, he wouldn't miss it…

But then knocks at the door ended their family issues. Abruptly, Scorpius's head appeared after the door had opened. His eyes filled with suspicion when he saw Lucius's giddy expression since not every day you would find a giddy Lucius Malfoy…

"Mother? Father? Big Brother?" He asked confusingly only to be answered by silence "What had happen? Why is that all of you left our guest alone? Do you think that I could split myself to attend their annoying question all by myself?"

Lucius blinked and blinked again, and then he couldn't help but laughed. And his laughter then followed by Draco and Narcissa's and even Scorpious, after his temper tantrum couldn't help but laughed with them.

After they calmed down from their hysteria, Lucius smiled, not the patented- Malfoy-smirk but a real smile, reserved only for his family. Softly, he took Draco and Narcissa's hand then ordered his family though with gentleness. "Okay...stop this nonsense. Let escort our beautiful Draco to his party..." And with that the four members of the Malfoy family left the room. Their Malfoys' mask was put back on their face and firmly attached, making the other people, the non-Malfoy, couldn't interpret their feelings. As it should be...

But before they left the room, Lucius couldn't help but took a look in the big mirror that Draco used to prepare himself. There, on the mirror, he looked at their family's reflection, a perfect family. Him, Narcissa, Draco and Scorpius...

This was his family and he wouldn't let them go, not for Voldemort, Dumbledore or even all the gold in the Gringott's.

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