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Of Potions and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Draco Views: 30533 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Ginny walked over to Harry and stood beside him, hands on her hips as she waited for him to acknowledge her.
“Yes, Gin?” Harry asked, looking up at her after he had swallowed the bite of food he’d been eating.
“Get up and ask me to dance, you prat!” She ordered.
Harry stood, chuckling, and bowed, then held out his hand. “Dance with me?” He offered.
Ginny smiled brightly. “Of course, Harry, I’d love to.” She said.
They walked onto the dance floor and Harry began leading her, Ginny following the movements easily. “Not bad.” She commented.
Harry flushed. “Yes, well, the twins know what they’re about when it comes to dancing. And they really put me through my paces, I’ll have you know.”
Ginny giggled. “That doesn’t surprise me. They like you, and that was probably the only time they’d get to dance with you, so I’d be surprised if they didn’t take full advantage of the opportunity.” She told him.
Harry looked around, watching Severus and Draco dancing close by, and seeing Pansy Parkinson dancing with Lucius Malfoy, talking to him animatedly.
Lucius smirked and responded to something she said, and the girl grinned deviously before saying something back.
“Wonder what they’re talking about to put that look on Pansy’s face.” Harry muttered.
Ginny snorted. “They could be discussing anything, knowing Pansy. The girl’s the biggest gossip in school, even worse than Lavender.” She informed Harry.
Harry nodded. “Yeah, Draco did mention that once or twice. I kind of got the memo, thanks.” He said dryly.
“So, do you want to be in her place, Harry?” Ginny purred.
Harry’s eyes snapped to hers. “What do you mean by that?” He asked.
Ginny smirked. “If I could get you a dance with Luscious Malfoy, would you take it?” She asked teasingly.
Harry flushed. “I… Ginny, I don’t want him to know that I like him!” He hissed.
Ginny rolled her eyes. “Like I would tell him that! Give me a little credit, Harry, I’m more subtle that that.” She said, sounding offended. “I can probably get him to come over and offer you a dance, without telling him that you like him. After all, as one of the wedding party members, you’re stuck here until everyone else has left, which gives me time to work. Or didn’t you know that yet?”
Harry sighed. “It did come up, once. Draco said his father would be heading back to Hogwarts after, and could side-along me. So nothing that will embarrass me, Gin!” Harry insisted.
Ginny smiled as the music tapered off, and let go of him, curtsying. “I’ll go work my magic, then!” She said brightly, winding her way through the dancers in the same direction that the Malfoy Lord had gone.
Harry sighed heavily, heading back to the table he’d been sitting at previously.
Draco dropped down into the seat beside him, grinning widely.
“Hey.” Harry said with a smile. “Enjoying yourself?”
Draco nodded. “Definitely! I’ve finally gotten the man of my dreams, and tonight is the night!” He said excitedly. “I’ve been waiting for this for a long time!”
Harry made a face. “No details, ever. Please.”
Draco snorted. “This is the one time I won’t kiss and tell, Potter.” He said lightly. “Don’t worry about it.”
Harry nodded. “Good. No offence, Malfoy, but I don’t want to hear anything of an intimate nature regarding Snape.”
Malfoy waved a hand in the air. “You’re just jealous.” He said breezily, then smirked at Harry. “Because I’ve got a man, and you are still pining over—Father.” He said, looking over Harry’s shoulder.
Harry turned to face Lucius Malfoy. “Hello, Sir.” He said, flushing.
Lucius smiled. “Hello, Mr. Potter. Would you care to dance with me?” He offered, bowing and holding out a hand.

Harry stood and bowed, then took the hand. “I’d like that very much, Sir.” He said evenly, fighting back the flush that had yet to abate as Lucius led him onto the dance floor.
Lucius began leading him around the floor effortlessly, and Harry felt their magic interacting in their joined hands.
“I do hope my son was not antagonizing you, Mr. Potter.” Lucius said. “He tends to speak without thinking, and at times he comes off as rather abrasive because of it.”
Harry shook his head. “No, he’s been fine today. I’m getting used to the way he acts, he never really means to be rude, he’s just… Well, a bit spoiled. And arrogant.” Then Harry remembered who he was speaking to, and flushed. “I’m sorry, Sir, I didn’t mean—“
“Of course you did, and you are right. I did spoil the boy, and I raised him to have a bit more pride in himself than was perhaps wise. But, nevertheless, I am proud of the man he has become, and I wouldn’t change him for anything. He is my son and heir. And as such, I love him.” Lucius said, a fond smile on his lips. “He is one of only three people I have ever loved. Him, my father, and my mother.” Lucius finished softly.
Harry frowned. “What about his mother? Didn’t you love your wife?” He asked.
Lucius’ lips thinned. “No. Ours was a marriage of convenience, nothing more. Neither of us loved the other, and we both had lovers on the side. I thought it was enough that we could tolerate each other, but apparently mutual satisfaction with the state of our marriage was not enough to overcome what she saw as the ‘taint’ of creature blood. I never loved her, Mr. Potter. I don’t think that I could ever love someone that didn’t share the same blood as I. I learned young to guard my heart, and I continue to do so to this day.” He said.
Harry frowned. “So, you never let yourself fall in love? Didn’t it ever feel like you were missing out on something? Something amazing?” He pressed.
Lucius sighed. “At times, yes, I felt a void in my life, when I saw others with their professed ‘love.’ However, I have also seen that when those associations end, as almost all of them someday do, they cause untold pain to the person that gave their heart away. I am fortunate enough to have escaped that pain, by giving my heart only to those I can trust with it. Family.”
Harry shook his head. “That’s sad. I don’t think anyone should miss out on love. Being in love is a great thing, it’s one of the things that proves you’re truly alive.”
Lucius raised a brow. “Are you speaking from experience?” He asked.
Harry flushed. “Well, no. I’ve never fallen in love, yet.” ‘But I may be close.’ He thought. “I just know that, when I do, I’m going to let it happen and enjoy it while I have it, even if that means losing it later. After all, you can always heal from pain, but for some people, love is a once-in-a-lifetime thing. And knowing my luck, I’m one of those people that will only get one shot at it.” He finished morosely.
Lucius smiled at him. “Surely that cannot be true. People must be lining up to date you.”
Harry made a face. “Yeah, and I don’t want anyone that wants me for someone I’m not. I’m not a hero, I’m not the ‘Chosen One,’ I’m just me. Just Harry. I want someone who knows who I am, and doesn’t care about what I’m not.”
“I see.” Lucius mused. “Well, I’ll let you get back to my son, now that our dance is over.” He said, raising Harry’s hand to his mouth and brushing a kiss over his knuckles. “I hope you enjoy the rest of the day.”
Harry could feel the blush he was now sporting, and ducked his head. “Y-yeah. Bye, then.” He said, and fled the dance floor, heading back to the relative safety of the table. He collapsed into the chair, burying his face in his arms.
“What did you say to him? He watched you like you were some great mystery he just had to unravel.” Draco said in awe. “I’ve never seen him look at someone like that before.”

Severus stepped up behind Draco and spoke: “That’s because he reserves that look for his lovers, Draco.” He turned his eye to Harry. “Be careful. Whatever you said to him intrigued him. He may try to pursue you. If he ever makes you uncomfortable, in any way, you can come to me, or the Headmaster, and we will put a stop to it.” He offered.
Harry flushed. “What if I don’t want it to be stopped?” He asked softly.
Severus’ lips thinned. “Encouraging him would be foolish, but I will not force you to choose a course of action. Do what you will, just know that my door is open, and I know him. I am willing to help if you should need it.”
Harry nodded. “Thank you, Sir. I’ll come to you if I need it.” He said.
Severus nodded and walked away.
Draco watched him go, then smiled widely. “Looks like the Quaffle’s in your possession right now.” He said quietly.
Harry flushed. “I guess so.” He agreed. ‘But what am I going to do about it?’
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