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Of Lions And Lambs - Part Three	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5225 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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(U)Chapter Two(U)

"I still don't understand why we have to learn Spanish," Draco grumbled as he and Bella left the aforementioned class and walked towards the cafeteria for a much needed lunch break, "I'm never going to go there and if I ever do for whatever reason there are these wonderful things called Translation Spells," the last part was a whisper for her ears only. Bella chuckled,

"Not all of us are as lucky as you, Draco," she reminded him.

"Hey, are you going to the dance?" Draco asked as he noticed a large clump of posters on the wall by the entrance to the cafeteria, all advertising the same thing. Bella scoffed and shook her head firmly. "Why not?"

"One dance was enough," she literally shuddered at the memory, "I don't like dancing or crowds or…or dresses. Never again." Uh-oh. Draco looked away as he bit his lip; she wasn't going to be pleased to find out that Edward had accepted Harry's invitation on her behalf. Hopefully her anger would be aimed at her boyfriend…

"See you at the table," Draco said as he headed over to the line of meat eaters and Bella nodded before heading over to the salad bar, collecting her traditional piece of edible art. As he picked up his tray a pair of hands rested on his hips and a cold body stood close behind him, making him smile. "Hey." Looking over his shoulder his eyes met with the dark eyes of his boyfriend. "You need to…eat."

"I know," Jasper answered, his voice soft and most definitely for Draco's ears only as he leaned in close, "We're going hunting tonight." To everyone else it just looked like Fork's High's only gay couple (only openly gay couple) were sharing sweet nothings in the cafeteria queue. "How's your day been?"

"Not bad. I officially hate Spanish," Draco muttered causing Jasper to chuckle and kiss his cheek softly. Draco collected his meal and Jasper kept an arm around his boyfriend's waist as they walked across the busy room. "Hey guys," Draco greeted the group as they slid into their usual seats.

"Will your parents be coming to your graduation Draco?" Angela asked, turning her attention from her food to him as Bella sat down at the table.

"Yeah," Draco nodded, "They wouldn't miss it."

"What about the rest of your family? My mum's making me invite everyone," Angela asked cheerfully. Draco's expression saddened as he answered very softly,

"My only living relatives live in England and they wouldn't come anyway."

"Sorry," Angela apologised immediately, "I always say the wrong thing…"

"It's ok," Draco interrupted, "How many relatives do you have?"

"It feels like thousands," Angela groaned, "And my mother expects me to hand-address one to each and every one of them. I'm going to get carpal tunnel. I've put it off again and again but I have to do it by this weekend and I am dreading it."

"I'll help you," Bella volunteered, "If you don't mind my awful handwriting."

"That's so nice of you. I'll come over any time you want," Angela looked and sounded relieved. Draco was startled by Bella's offer, after all even for a grounded person she had been almost ridiculously hermit like for a while but Draco wasn't going to be the one to point that out, he was glad the conversation had moved away from him and his family.

"Actually, I'd rather go to your house if that's ok. I'm sick of mine. Charlie un-grounded me last night," Bella was grinning as she announced the good news and Draco was fairly certain that she was most happy about being able to spend un-restricted time with her boyfriend again.

"Really?" Angela asked, "I thought you said you were in for life."

"I'm more surprised than you are. I was sure I would at least have finished high school before he set me free," Bella joked cheerfully. Angela's grin grew,

"Well this is great Bella! We'll have to go out to celebrate."

"You have no idea how good that sounds," Bella said sincerely.

"What should we do?" Alice asked eagerly. Draco and Jasper shared a knowing look as her face lit up with delight at the thought of planning some grand 'un-grounding' celebration, something Bella would undoubtedly hate.

"Whatever you're thinking, Alice, I doubt I'm that free," Bella said quickly.

"Free is free, right?" Alice insisted.

"I'm sure I still have boundaries…like the continental U.S, for example," Bella said shortly, causing Angela and the ever-present Ben laugh together. Alice looked truly disappointed, her gaze meeting Draco's. He watched as her eyes clouded briefly and then she was hiding a smile.

"So what are we doing tonight?" Alice asked, turning her knowledgeable gaze back to Bella who answered quickly,

"Nothing. Look, let's give it a couple of days to make sure he wasn't joking." And then after a pause she became her old self (meaning a bit of a kill joy) when she said, "It's a school night, anyway."

"We'll celebrate this weekend, then," Alice said enthusiastically.

"Sure," Bella agreed softly.

Alice and Angela began to plan different options including a fancy meal, a party, a trip to the cinema and a shopping trip. Bella did her best to ignore them, focusing on Edward and on her meal. Draco ate his own meal, leaning against Jasper's side as the vampire held him gently about the waste. As he ate the couple talked softly about…well nothing really. Stupid stuff that had no real importance. Some people would have been annoyed at having a conversation with no meaning but to Draco it was a relief, he was always having serious conversations and he was sick of them. He liked the nonsense.

"Alice? Alice!" Angela sounded slightly annoyed and slightly panicked as she tried to get the attention of the girl she had been talking to, a girl who was most definitely lost in a vision of the future. Edward and Jasper shared a brief worried look, un-noticed by everyone but Draco and then Edward laughed, a loud and somehow natural sounding laugh.

"Is it naptime already, Alice?" Edward teased. Alice blinked and with a big smile she was back to her normal self,

"Sorry. I was daydreaming, I guess."

"Daydreaming's better than facing two more hours of school," Ben said.

"You got that right," Draco laughed.

Conversation returned to what it had been if a little bit more strained and when the bell rang loudly, interrupting them, they all headed their separate ways to their afternoon classes.

"Draco Malfoy, if I knew your middle name I would use it!" Bella practically screamed at him as he and Jasper approached the others the next morning. Draco froze, his eyes widening briefly before he ducked behind Jasper.

"What did I do?" he asked from his hiding place.

"What did you do? You conspired with my boyfriend to get me to go to a party, something that I hate because they make me seem even clumsier. And not just any party, no it's a party in England. England! You knew my dad would flip and still you an Edward…"

"Whoa!" Draco screamed, looking over Jasper shoulder at the angry girl, "I did not conspire with your boyfriend about anything! It's not my party; it's Harry's. He thought he'd be nice and invite my boyfriend as well as me and then he felt he couldn't just invite one of the Cullens so he invited all of them and then he thought he'd be even nicer and invite you too. I had nothing to do with it!" Not strictly true but when facing someone as angry and scary as Bella, Draco had always found it best to sugar coat the truth.

"Harry," Bella said softly, her anger deflating enough for Draco to feel safe enough to step out from behind Jasper. "It's Harry's party?"

"Yeah. He held one last year and now everyone wants it to become a yearly thing so there's another one this year and…" Draco rambled when he was nervous, a horrible habit he'd picked up after Azkaban, thankfully he hadn't had it during the war or he'd have been killed by either side for talking about the wrong thing at the u wrong time. "It's going to be fun."

"Fun?" Bella repeated the word, "Dancing?"

"You don't have to dance," Draco said quickly but very quietly, they were after all in public, "There's mingling and sight seeing and…well don't you want to see the magical world I grew up in? You'll see things you could never have imagined. The parties being held at Hogwarts, my old school, a school of magic. Bella, don't you want to see magic? Real magic?"

"I've seen you do…"

"Much better than what I can do," Draco said softly, fighting back a grin, "Have you ever met a ghost? Hogwarts has dozens. And the paintings, the paintings at Hogwarts are alive. You can talk with the paintings, talk with people who died thousands of years ago but left a tiny part of themselves on a piece of canvas." It wasn't just Bella who had a look of wonder on her face now. "Still don't wanna go?"

"Well…now you've put it like that…" Bella admitted quietly.

"So you'll come?" Draco asked.

"Yes," Bella nodded, "Good thing Charlie already agreed…"

"He did?" Draco asked in surprise, "Then why were you so mad at me?"

"Just…because," Bella shrugged, muttering softly, "Looks like we need to get next week off school. That's gonna be fun." Draco grinned, opening his jacket and showing the group his wand.

"That's going to be easy."

Bella and Edward's plane back from Florida landed twenty minutes before their plane to England took off and it was only a little spell by Harry that made it possible for them to switch planes in time, checking their baggage in any everything. Lucius had insisted on purchasing the tickets for the large group and so they were all travelling first class…but that didn't help Draco.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you would please fasten your seat belts. I'm afraid we've hit some turbulence but we'll be threw it in a few minutes," the woman standing at the front of the spacious cabin said.

"I hate these things," Draco gasped as he shakily did his belt up, pulling it a little too tight. Jasper reached across the large gap between their comfortable seats and held his hand. "Tin cans with wings…far too dangerous…give me a broomstick any day…can't see why we had to travel this way…" Draco mumbled and grumbled as the cabin began to bounce around them, the whole plane rocked by the turbulence. "Oh shit…oh shit…"

"Draco?" Jasper called out worriedly as his boyfriend began to hyperventilate, gripping Jasper's hand and the armrest so tightly his knuckles turned white and his joints clicked.

"It wasn't so bad last time…" Draco gasped as Teddy began to cry in his magically reinforced baby seat. "I wasn't so scared last time…oh shit…oh shit…" His terrified eyes met Jaspers and uncaring of the 'Fasten Seatbelt' sign lit up on the wall and the glare coming from the flight attendant Jasper unclipped his belt, rose awkwardly from his seat and knelt in front of Draco even as the cabin shook violently around them. "Jasper…"

"Open your mind Draco," Jasper pleaded softly, "Let me in and I'll help you."

"I wasn't so scared last time…so pathetic…" Draco mumbled, shaking his head and gripping onto Jaspers hands even harder.

"Sir you need to return to your seat!" the flight attendant called from her own seat near the cabin door. Jasper ignored her.

"Draco, it's not pathetic to be afraid of flying," he said gently.

"But I'm not afraid of flying…I love flying…it's just this tin can…this thing…" Draco looked around at the bland walls of the cabin.

"Let me help you Draco…" Jasper pleaded softly. "Let me in."

"Ok…" Draco breathed out loudly, forcing his mind to relax, to open up, to let Jasper's special talent calm him down. As the turbulence eased off, the plane levelling out and the shaking stopping Draco felt his body growing heavy. He sank into the chair and let his eyes drift shut.

"Sleep Draco. It'll be ok, I'll look after you," Jasper whispered, pulling one of his hands out of Draco's so that he could brush the platinum blond hair back gently, "Sweet dreams."

After landing in Heathrow Harry took charge of the large group, guiding them through the utter madness of baggage collection and out into the fresh air. Narcissa was in charge of Teddy's pram, pushing the sleeping boy along proudly. Draco was still a little groggy, having slept all the way thanks to Jasper's welcome gift, and his boyfriend had to lead him along by his hand. Bella was even worse after two flights in one day, not being able to sleep on either. Emmett was carrying her suitcase along with his and Rosalie's so that Edward could practically carry her.

Harry declined all the offers from the waiting taxis and led them along the pavement for nearly ten minutes before he turned off, heading down an almost deserted lane. Rosalie was getting seriously un-impressed and was just about to vocalise her complaint when Harry stopped. Looking around quickly he drew his wand from its hidden pocket and held it out towards the road like he was flagging down a…triple-decker purple bus.

"What on Earth…" Bella mumbled in shock, straightening up at the huge vehicle came to a stop in front of their group. A short man with enormous glasses stepped down off the back of the old fashioned bus, his uniform too tight for him and the huge cap almost falling off the top of his head.

"Welcome to the Knight Bus," he spoke with a thick Scottish accent, "Emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Cuthbert McDoogle and I will be your conductor for this afternoon." After reciting what Harry knew to be a standard greeting for a Knight Bus conductor the man took off his glasses and scrubbed the thick layer of dust off of the lenses before putting them back on his red nose. "Merlin's beard! You're Harry Potter."

"I was the last time I checked," after all the years it had been happening Harry was very used to and very sick of people's immediate reactions to him. "Would you please take us to Malfoy Manor."

"Yes of course Mr Potter, an absolute pleasure and honour to have you travelling with us toda-wait, Malfoy Manor?" Cuthbert interrupted himself, "Why would you want to go (B)there(B)?" Lucius cleared his throat loudly and the mans gaze snapped to the three platinum blonds. "You…you're…oh Merlin…"

"They are my friends," Harry said firmly, "Now can you take us to Malfoy Manor or should we find other means of transportation?"

"Oh no, we can take you!" Cuthbert cried quickly, looking worried. "I was just surprised, that's all. You've been missing for so long and now seeing you with such a dark family…Death Eaters…"

"Ex-Death Eaters," Harry snapped. "The war is over, long over and the wounds are healing. Don't re-open them Cuthbert McDoogle, it's not worth it." He turned to smile at the group. "On you get everyone."

Draco stepped on first, trying to ignore the way the conductor flinched out of his way. Harry unclipped Teddy from his pushchair and carried him on board, asking Cuthbert to put it with the rest of the luggage. No one made a single move to help the man as he lifted each heavy case onto the bus and placed them in a baggage rack at the back of the bus that easily held all of them despite it's small size.

"There's a chandelier," Bella gasped in shock as Edward helped her into the bus. All four beds were empty on the bottom level of the bus and the group sat on them, Bella and the vampires looking very confused. "And what's with the beds? Where are the seats?"

"The beds are the seats," Harry answered, "Don't ask me why, I haven't got a clue. And you want to hold on. I've only travelled on here once before but it can get…interesting." He sat on the bed nearest the driver, crossing his legs Indian style and placing Teddy in the circle his legs made. One hand held Teddy's arm while his other hand held onto one of the long poles connecting the bed to the ceiling.

"Right," Cuthbert was panting as he walked through the bus to stand in front of the Harry. He pulled the old fashioned ticket machine around from where it hung at his side and turned the large handle to make it produce ten large tickets and one smaller one (for Teddy). "Right, destination is Malfoy Manor. Take it away Ernie!"

"You have got to be kidding," Harry muttered as he saw the same old driver with even worse glasses than Cuthbert at the wheel, this time munching on a juicy red apple. He jumped, the apple dropping to the floor below him as he let off the large hand break.

"Woo! Let's get dis show on da road!" the little head was still there too, shouting with excitement as the bus shot forwards at its usually ridiculous and dangerous speed.

Somehow Teddy drifted off to sleep and slept through the entire terrifying journey. Bella screamed at every dangerous corner, at every near collision (of which there were many) and eventually she…fainted in Edwards's arms much to everyone's amusement and relief. Bella could scream loudly. Even Rosalie let out a little scream however when the bus narrowly missed hitting a speeding train…

"Malfoy Manor," Cuthbert announced when the bus came to an abrupt halt in front of a large and ornate black set of gates. The talking head, which had been giving a running commentary of the journey, was unusually silent. Bella was woken gently and then the group stepped down off the bus, everyone but the Malfoy's gazing at the beautiful gates in wonder. The gates and the wall they were connected too were so tall that none of them could see what was behind them.

"Thank you," Harry said to Cuthbert after the man had put the last of the cases down on the ground beside the bus.

"You're welcome Mr Potter," Cuthbert mumbled, bowing ever so slightly which made Harry blush with embarrassment and made Draco hide a laugh behind his hand. The conductor stepped back onto the platform of the bus.

"Ernie! Get us out of dis creepy place!" the talking head shouted loudly and then the bus was gone, fading into the nothing as it turned at the end of the road. The group picked up their luggage, Harry settling Teddy back into his pushchair and then turned to face the large gates.

"I can't see through the bars," Rosalie said, confused.

"It's a privacy spell," Narcissa explained as her husband took out his wand and drew it diagonally across the lock with no keyhole. The metal clicked loudly and then the gates swung open with loud creaks. "The house elves will have kept the house and grounds in good condition. Look, they've lit the torches."

"It's like a fairy tale," Bella breathed as they all saw the flaming torches lining the gravel drive, leading right up to the glorious building that was Malfoy Manor. As they began to walk up the long drive their luggage disappeared as they carried it, making them gasp in surprise.

"Don't worry, the house elves will have just sent them to your rooms," Narcissa smiled around the group. Bella and the Cullens were all silently wondering what on earth house elves were.

"It looks much nicer than the last time I saw this place," Harry commented.

"I should hope so too. I ordered the house elves to clean everything and to re-decorate everything. The only things that have remained the same are the antiques and-" a loud bird cry cut off Narcissa's explanation, making the group jump, "And the peacocks."

"Peacocks?" Emmett snorted.

"It's a Malfoy family tradition. We have always kept peacocks in the grounds. It started with my ancestors, they were a proud bunch and the peacock is a very beautiful and very proud bird," Lucius answered calmly.

"Oh," everyone who was not a member of the Malfoy family mumbled in understanding. They continued to walk towards the house and as they approached the huge doors swung open almost silently.

"Draco, I knew you had money but I never imagined…" Bella breathed softly as she caught a glimpse of what lay inside those doors, looking amazing even from a distance. Draco chuckled,

"I know."

The group walked through the doors, eyes going wide as they took in the dazzling chandelier hanging above the grand staircase. The walls were covered with ancient paintings, all moving just like Draco had said magical paintings did. Suits of armour stood sternly on either side of the staircase and standing right in the centre of the staircase on the first step was…

"What is that?" Rosalie asked in shock.

"A house elf," Draco answered with a smile.

"Foxton," Narcissa greeted the little creature pleasantly, "The house looks delightful. And thank you for lighting the torches to guide us up the path."

"Thank you mistress, it is an honour to serve the Malfoy family," the little creature squeaked out as he bowed deeply, so deeply that the pillowcase he wore a tunic nearly fell over his head. "The kitchen elves have prepared the Malfoy families favourite meals for dinner and the beds is all turned down."

"That's very thoughtful of you Foxton," Narcissa smiled down at him.

"Your very welcome Mistress," Foxton gave her another deep bow.

"Are all house elves suck ups?" Emmett asked loudly.

"Shut up Emmett," Draco snapped as the house elf looked embarrassed, "Foxton? Did you change my room how I asked you too before we left?"

"Yes master Draco, everything is as you asked," Foxton nodded.

"Wonderful," Draco said happily, "And you said our favourite meals…does that mean that there will be…"

"The pudding is marble cake with icing sugar, just the way master Draco likes it," the house elf answered.

"Yes! I love the kitchen elves marble cake! No offence mother but none of your wonderful creations can ever beat it!" Draco laughed. Foxton straightened up with pride and smiled up at Draco.

"The kitchen elves will be delighted to hear that, master Draco," he said.

"What time is dinner set to be?" Lucius asked his head elf.

"Dinner will be ready for seven, master Lucius," Foxton answered, bowing to the tall head of the Malfoy family. "The table has been seated for a relaxed evening rather than a social engagement as you asked and the young misses special diet has been taken into account."

"Perfect as ever Foxton, right down to the tiniest detail. If I paid you I'd have to give you a raise," Lucius laughed cheerfully.

"You don't get paid!" Bella gasped in shock.

"No Miss, house elves ask no payment for it is an honour to serve such a distinguished family as the Malfoys," Foxton answered her proudly. "Will you and your guests be retiring to your rooms to settle in before dinner master Lucius?"

"An excellent idea Foxton," Lucius nodded in agreement.

"I shall have some elves come and guide the guests to their prepared rooms," Foxton said calmly, "Is there anything else you require of me before I continue with my duties, master Lucius?"

"No Foxton, that will be all," Lucius answered.

"Thank you master Lucius," the house elf bowed deeply again and then wit ha click of his bony fingers he just disappeared.

"What strange little creatures," Edward said thoughtfully, "Confusing minds."

"I got so many visions of cleaning from him it was ridiculous," Alice giggled, "I'll have to block them out." Edward nodded in agreement.

"We'll leave you to the house elves," Narcissa said, slipping her arms through her husbands, "Come Lucius, I want to see what they've done to our room while we've been away."

As the couple walked up the grand staircase looking completely perfect, dressed as elegantly as they always were, four more of the strange little creatures appeared on the bottom step. Each wore a pillowcase for a tunic but the one of the left also wore a scrap of material as a sort of bandana.

"Binky! Still here," Draco called out cheerfully to the one with the bandana, "I'd have thought you'd have been promoted to the kitchens by now."

"Master Draco is very kind but Binky is very happy where she is," the house elf answered in a voice only slightly more feminine than Foxton's had been. "I am to show Mr Edward Cullen and Miss Bella Swan to their rooms."

"That's us," Bella said quietly, gesturing to herself and Edward.

"If you will please follow me, miss, sir, I will take you there directly," Binky said politely, turning on the spot and heading up the stairs at a remarkably fast rate for someone with such short legs.

"See you later," Draco said to the couple as they walked past them and up the stairs, staring in wonder as they followed the round and saw what was on the landing above the group.

"Come on Connie," Alice said cheerfully to the next house elf along from the left, a house elf that let out a squeak of surprise.

"How does miss know Connie's name?" she asked fearfully.

"She's a Seer Connie," Draco explained softly to the trembling house elf.

"Oh," Connie squeaked, "Would you like me to take you to your room, Miss Alice Cullen?" None of them could tell if the house elf used Alice's full name to prove that she too knew exactly who she was speaking to.

"Yes please, but can we go visit the painting of the lonely knight, I'm longing to meet him, he's such a fascinating man to get to know," Alice said cheerfully. Connie nodded in a silent response and then the pair disappeared quickly up the stairs, Alice chatting happily already with the quiet little house elf.

The house elf on the right stepped down off the step, looking almost like he was lost in a trance as he stared blatantly at Rosalie. He stumbled forwards until he was only a few paces from her and then he let out an uncontrollable squeak of excitement/pleasure before he spoke,

"It is an honour for Kessie to be allowed to escort such a beautiful woman as Miss Rosalie Hale to her room," the house elf said, his tone completely sincere.

"Oh, thank you," Rosalie said softly, a little startled.

"Your welcome, miss. If you and Mr Emmett Cullen would be so kind as to follow Kessie, Kessie will show you to your rooms," the house elf said, turning and heading for the stairs after giving her a deep bow. Once they were gone Harry and Draco could not contain their chuckles.

"Draco, you're house elf has a crush on Rosalie," Harry snorted loudly.

"Mr Harry Potter, sir, it is Nomi's greatest honour to be chosen to escort Mr Harry Potter to his rooms, sir," the last house elf said quickly, the words almost running into one. Harry was instantly reminded of the first time he'd met Dobby, the speed with which the house elf had spoken to him. "Mr Harry Potter can leave the push chair down here, sir, it will be perfectly safe and the child will not need it when inside the house."

"You're quite right, Teddy wont be needing it when he's inside. He'll soon be running around the house causing mayhem and getting into trouble," Harry said, shooting a smile at the house elf. He picked up the still sleeping Teddy, cradling the little boy to his chest. Teddy wriggled slightly to get comfortable, his hand clutching at Harry's shirt collar. "Lead on Nomi."

"Yes, Mr Harry Potter, sir," the house elf said quickly, hurrying up the stairs with Harry following easily behind. The pushchair moved on it's own, rolling towards a large cupboard, the door of it opening and shutting by itself.

"This place is…" Jasper struggled to find the word he wanted to use.

"You can call it weird if you want," Draco offered, taking a step closer to Jasper and smiling when his boyfriend took the hint and put his arms around Draco's waist, pulling him close.

"This place is weird," Jasper chuckled softly.

"I know," Draco laughed in response.

They kissed once, softly and then Draco rested his forehead against Jaspers shoulder, sighing softly. Jasper echoed his sigh, both of them content to stand in each others arms for a few moments.

"Let's go up to my room," Draco suggested softly.

"Ok," Jasper nodded.

"And I don't mean it in the dodgy way that could have sounded," Draco said quickly as he pulled out of Jasper's arms, his cheeks flushing a little red.

"I know," Jasper smiled, taking Draco's hand and following him up the stairs.

Draco decided to take Jasper to his room via the scenic route, showing him the giant ballroom, the glamorous dining room, the vast library and his family tapestry. The last was the room that most interested the vampire, despite being the smallest. He followed the magical 'tree' around the room, right from the first Malfoy recorded in 1079. He jumped when the first painted head moved, turning to blink at him from the hanging tapestry.

"And here's you," he said softly when he finally reached the other end of the busy tree and the magical picture of Draco's head. The picture hadn't been updated since the war and a slightly younger and much sadder Draco looked out at both of them. "You're family all look the same…your hair…your eyes…"

"I know. Malfoy's have rather strong genes it seems," Draco said in response before sighing sadly, "I suppose this is where the family tree will end. I'll be the last Malfoy. I mean, it's not likely I'm ever going to reproduce. Unless I get pregnant."

"Unless (B)you(B) get pregnant?" Jasper asked, spinning round to face his boyfriend in shock, "Men can't get pregnant…can they?"

"Some Purebloods can," Draco said softly, "With the amount of magical inbreeding that's gone on over the years sometimes that little quirk can pop up. My Great-Great Grandfather had a male lover during his marriage and bore his daughter. She's not on the tree, his wife wouldn't allow it." He laughed nervously. "And since then males of the Malfoy line can get pregnant, not that any have."

"Well…bugger me with a pitchfork…" Jasper gasped in shock.

"I'll pass on that thanks," Draco laughed, leaning against the door.

"Sorry…but…wow," Jasper mumbled, shaking his head, "Men could get pregnant…you could get pregnant…"

"I know," Draco laughed, "But it probably won't happen. I mean you're a vampire, I've never heard of a vampire getting pregnant…"

"No. Vampires can't get pregnant but…" Jasper bit his lip.

"There's a but?"

"But there are stories of vampires getting mortal women pregnant," Jasper continued quickly and Draco's mouth dropped open in shock.

"Really?" Draco asked, sounding more than a little excited. Before meeting Jasper the idea of having children had never really appealed to him but now…having children with the person that he loved with his entire heart…he liked that idea very much! "Then I could…"

"No," Jasper said firmly, "It's dangerous and the mothers always…" he trailed off, biting his lip so hard that had he been human he'd have bitten through it.

"Always what?" Draco asked, stepping further into the room, facing Jasper.

"They always die."

"Oh," Draco mumbled softly, "But with…with magic…maybe…maybe it would be different…maybe I'd be ok…"

"No."

"But…"

"I won't risk you're life. I won't risk loosing you," Jasper shook his head, his hands moving up to cup Draco's face gently, "I can't loose you."

"Not even for the chance of having a son or a daughter?" Draco asked.

"No. I can't loose you," Jasper breathed.

"You wont," Draco said firmly, suppressing a sigh, "No more Malfoys. Maybe that's a good thing, I mean after…after everything and what…happened." He looked awkwardly at his feet for a few moments before he pulled away from Jasper and walked towards the door. "Shall we…um…go to my room."

The walk to Draco's room was done in silence, Draco trying to control his emotions. He couldn't really understand where the hurt had come from, he'd only just realised he wanted kids! But…the hurt was there and Jasper would know it. Japer did know it. And he was sorry that he had upset the person he loved but he couldn't risk Draco like that.

"Well, this is me," Draco said softly, stopping at a door with a silver 'D' nailed to it at head height. He turned the handle and stepped in, clicking his fingers, which made the lights come on and the fire flare up.

The room was very much a Slytherins room, not that Jasper would know what that phrase meant. But at the same time it wasn't. Just like his room in Forks most of the furniture was black but there was also silver and green around the room. Hanging from the ceiling by the bed and going all the way to the floor was a green Slytherin banner, a recreation of the kind that had hung in the great hall. And all around the room, some in frames, some simply stuck to the walls were photos. They ranged from baby Draco with proud parents to teenage Draco (grumpy) with his friends at school. There were also photos and postcards of places that Draco had been or had wanted to go when he was younger like New York and Paris. There was a Quidditch poster (Draco's favourite team, the Wimborne Wasps) above the chest of drawers and hung on two hooks at the bottom was his first ever broom. And all along one wall was a bookcase, filled with a wide variety of books he'd read in his life. But not Dark Ones, there had been Dark Ones in his old bedroom but he'd asked for them all to be burned.

"This is your bedroom?" Jasper asked.

"Yes. Just how I asked for it to be," Draco smiled.

"I'm sorry I hurt your feelings," Jasper said, walking to Draco and pulling him into his arms, unable to stop the apology from coming out.

"It's ok," Draco sighed, "I don't know why I got so upset. I'd never even though of having children before I mentioned it just now." He leaned up and kissed Jasper on the lips. "Never mind. Now, before we go down to dinner there is something I've been dying to do…dress you."

"Dress me? Are you saying I can't dress myself?" Jasper asked with a laugh as Draco slipped from his arms and walked over to the ordinary looking black wardrobe.

"No, you can dress yourself. Very nicely in fact," Draco said as her turned the handle on the wardrobe door, "I mean I want to dress you like a wizard." With that he opened the doors and revealed…a walk in wardrobe the size of the bedroom itself! Jaspers mouth dropped open in shock. There were rows upon rows of clothes, clothes of every style and colour.

"Oh my God…" Jasper gasped as Draco pulled him into the wardrobe.

"I know," Draco giggled, "It's a room all by itself."

"It's…it's bigger than Rosalies wardrobe…it's bigger than Alice's! I didn't think that was possible!" Jasper gasped, "And on another note, how? How does this fit into a normal looking wardrobe?"

"Magic," Draco answered, making his way over to the rack that held his favourite clothes, "It's a relatively new invention too. A wizard watched the muggle TV show Dr Who. You ever seen Dr Who?" Jasper shook his head. "It's about an alien and this alien has a spaceship which is bigger on the inside than it is on the outside. And from that idea he created this."

"Oh," Jasper nodded slowly.

"Time to get you changed!" Draco said excitedly.

Now Draco had nothing on Alice when it came to dressing people up, he wasn't as strict as she was about changing what he suggested but he was still rather bossy, something that made Jasper smile as he allowed himself to be dressed in clothes that seemed like they were from a different time. It ended up with Jasper wearing a shirt that reminded him of the clothes he'd worn as a human, a form fitting white shirt with big cuffs and an embroidered pattern of silver snakes around the buttonholes and where the cufflinks were. The black trousers hugged his legs seductively and were the softest trousers he'd ever worn. On his feet were a pair of what looked to be ordinary black shoes but they were far from ordinary, they had adjusted to the shapes of Jaspers feet so that they fit perfectly, not too snug, not too loose, not pinching his toes…absolutely perfect.

"Oh yes," Draco murmured appreciatively, "You look every bit as good as I knew you would. Wizarding styles suit you."

"It's nice, if a little old fashioned," Jasper said, still looking at himself in the mirror as Draco changed his own muggle outfit for one similar to Jaspers, only his shirt was black with the silver snakes.

"Merlin, it feels good to be in Wizarding clothes again," Draco said softly as he zipped up the trousers and moved to stand beside Jasper in front of the mirror. "The Wizarding world is old fashioned. They still write with quills and parchment."

"Seriously?" Jasper asked, remembering writing with a quill as a boy, remembering the invention of the fountain pen and then the Biro.

"Seriously," Draco nodded.

"Excuse me, Master Draco," the squeaky voice of a house elf came from the bedroom. Draco walked out of the wardrobe and the house elf was bowing deeply to him when Jasper followed.

"What is it?" Draco asked.

"Master Lucius sends me to remind you that dinner is on the table," the house elf said softly. Draco's gaze snapped to the clock and sure in enough it was 7:10. They were late and everyone would assume that they had been doing something rather different to what they had been doing.

"Please, could you apologise to my father and tell him we'll be down presently?" Draco asked the house elf who nodded, bowed and disappeared with a click of his fingers. He turned and found Jasper chuckling softly to himself. "What?"

"You sounded so posh just then," Jasper snorted, "Actually you've sounded posh ever since we got here. All old-fashioned and polite and…bossy." Draco blushed with embarrassment and looked down at his hands, fiddling with the last button of his shirt. "Don't worry, I like it."

"You do?" Draco asked.

"I do," Jasper nodded.

Hand in hand they walked down the dining room that Draco had shown his boyfriend earlier, entering the large room to see everyone else seated and waiting for them. The plates in front of each human had a large silver cover over them, hiding what was actually on the plate but the smell was, to put it simply, delicious.

"Did you find something better to do, boys?" Lucius asked, raising a perfect eyebrow from where he sat in the chair at the head of the large table as Jasper pulled out Draco's seat for him before sitting in his own seat next to his boyfriends. Alice giggled loudly behind her hand.

"We lost track of the time father, I took Jasper on a little tour and then…" Draco trailed off, "And then I made him change into some of my Wizarding clothes."

"I thought you looked different," Bella said softly.

"He looks hot," Draco corrected.

"I knew you'd look good," Alice announced.

"Of course you did, Alice," Jasper smiled at his sister.

"Well now that were are all here shall we eat?" Narcissa asked from her place at the other end of the table. She waved her had across the table and the plate covers lifted and disappeared revealing a different meal for each human. And what meals! They made even the vampire's mouth's water.

So the humans ate and the vampire's watched almost enviously as they devoured the delicious meals and everyone talked happily, mostly about what had been planned for the holiday. Shopping in Diagon Alley was a must. Visiting Godric's Hollow was a maybe. And then finally towards the end of the meal they talked about Hogwarts and the on-coming party.

"We're going shopping tomorrow, we should get an early night," Alice announced as the meal ended. Narcissa nodded, she had been going to suggest a shopping trip for the following day but of course Alice would beat her to it. "Ooh, we'll also be going hunting in the evening. That's going to be fun."

"Well that's tomorrow planned," Draco laughed, "And I think bed is a good idea, I don't know about the rest of you but I am feeling quite tired now."

"Uh-huh," was Bella's mumbled agreement.

"I'm not tired at all," Emmett laughed loudly.

"When I said 'the rest of you' I meant those with a pulse," Draco said, glaring across the table at him and just making the giant vampire laugh louder.

"Teddy's asleep," Rosalie suddenly said, looking at the little boy who was indeed slumped over in his high chair, sound asleep.

"Definitely time for bed," Harry chuckled, rising from his seat and easily picking Teddy up, cradling the boy against his chest, "We'll see you all at breakfast."

"Night Harry," Draco called, his voice joined by others.

The group went their separate ways, retiring to their bedrooms, some to sleep and others to talk and entertain themselves through the night in ways that Draco could live without knowing about. He and Jasper changed into the silk pyjama bottoms and slid into his giant bed together, Draco curling up against his boyfriends side and using Jasper's chest as his pillow.

"I'm really excited about showing you my world," Draco admitted after he turned off the lights with a click of his fingers. He yawned as Jasper began to softly stroke his hair. "I hope you…like it…"

"I'm sure I will Draco," Jasper whispered softly as Draco drifted off to sleep, "Sweet dreams."

A/N Well there's the next chapter. Hope you liked it. The first draft of this took up nearly a quarter of my travel notebook while I was on holiday LOL. Thankfully my boyfriend understands my complete addiction to this story. Tell me what you think.

A/N2 OMG! I just realised this chapter is thirteen pages long! LOL!
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