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When Two Are One	By : rachxoxo Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5198 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-Ten
- 11-**UPDATE**
- 12-Eleven
- 13-Twelve
- 14-Thirteen
- 15-Fourteen
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Harry�s body jumped at the sudden contact. Draco�s fingers seemed to be kneading underneath his flesh and into the muscle below. Feeling Harry�s response to the ministrations he was administering, he added his other hand to the neglected shoulder, his thumb working in identical circles with it�s twin. Harry sighed as the hands moved from his shoulders to the nape of his neck, pressing to the muscles covering his spine.

�Never had a massage before, Harry?� Draco murmured into his ear.

The delicious feeling emanating from the tickle of words into his ear far surpassed the activity of the hands that were now dipping down his back.

�Gin�Ginny�tr�tried once but her fingers are too bony. Felt like she was�prodding all of my vertebrae.� Harry breathed out.

�Leave it to a Weasley too make something as heavenly as a massage into torture.� Draco said, his hands continuing their downward spiral.

Harry felt all traces of the bitterness and spite he had held for so many years towards Draco melt from beneath his skin and puddle at his feet. Draco on the other hand was reveling in quiet satisfaction in the change of breathing and small noises he was wrenching from Harry.

�You know, this would work so much better if you lost the shirt and laid down on my bed� Draco whispered, his lips so close to Harry�s ear that he could hear each click of Draco�s tongue.

A hazy vision of himself laying facedown on Draco�s bed, shirt tossed to the wayside, Draco straddling his ass as those wonderful fingers worked their way over his tired physique flashed through Harry�s mind.

He gasped as he felt the unmistakable flick of a tongue against his earlobe, the trail of saliva cooling in the air. Draco�s hands had worked their way to his lower back and teased at the waist of his pants. In their final devilish act they cascaded over the globes of his ass, grabbing the firm flesh while the lips and tongue that had invaded his ear seconds earlier began to lick and suck at his neck.

�Potter!�Potter!�Harry?!� Draco called, smacking at the cheeks of the pale figure that had collapsed before him.

Harry�s eyes adjusted to the light and he sat up on his knees, rubbing the back of his head.

�What�what the hell happened?� he asked, blinking at the blonde crouching at his side.

�When you reached for that hideous jacket, you tripped and landed on your face. I tried to grab you but the damage was already done. Here,� Draco said, handing him his glasses. They were twisted like a pretzel and the lenses were cracked completely. �Which of these do you care to use to repair them?� he asked, holding up two narrow slats of wood.

Harry recognized them even without his glasses as the beloved holly wand he�d purchased at Ollivander�s seven years earlier and the dark hawthorn wand he�d acquired from the very person holding it his hands. A flush of embarrassment crept over his face as he shyly took each wand back into his possession.

�Thought I�d bring it along in case you changed your mind� Harry said, repairing the damage to his glasses. He slipped them over his nose and gave a crooked smile to Draco.

�I doubt it will work as well as it once did for me.� Draco said as Harry passed it back to him.

Draco stood fully and waved the wand, a plainly wrapped rectangular box flying to his hands. He gave an impressed look and tossed the wand back to Harry.

Regaining his ability to stand, Harry followed Draco down the stairs and back into the study where Teddy Lupin laid blissfully unaware of anything that was happening. Harry removed the spells surrounding the infant and tucked his small body into his arms. Draco had begun unwrapping the package as he joined the Boy Who Babysat on the couch. A flutter of gossamer and the prize the box contained was revealed. Draco picked the wand up out of the box and held it out for Harry to see.

�Ollivander must have gotten my wand confused with someone else�s. Mine is meant to be made of cherry, not elm.� Draco said, turning the box over.

Stamped in the bottom most right corner in black ink where the words Property of Lucius Malfoy.

�Honestly, Draco, can you not keep a tie on for longer than a few hours?� Narcissa asked, appearing suddenly in the doorway.

�Um, no,� he said distractedly, his eyes still transfixed on his father�s wand. �Mother, why was this on my dresser?� He held up the wand between two fingers as if it were diseased.

�Your father wanted you to have it. He told me so when I met with him to say goodbye.� Narcissa said gloomily.

Teddy chose this exact moment to wake up with a cry that echoed over the book lined walls.

�Oh dear. What is wrong, little one?� Narcissa said, bending down before the wailing infant.

She held her arms out to take him from Harry, who obliged gratefully. Andromeda swept into the room holding a bottle and a towel draped over her shoulder.

�Grandma�s here.� Andromeda said, plugging the baby�s gaping mouth with the nipple.

Teddy�s hands reached for either side of the bottle as he happily sipped the warm liquid inside. Narcissa and Andromeda both smiled at the content baby.

�Your wonderful house-elf Daisy informed me that dinner will be ready shortly. Lovely little creature she is. Offered to watch over Teddy while you and I get reacquainted. I told her she needn�t go through the trouble since we have two very capable babysitters right here.�

�One and a half. Draco has never been around a baby in his life, but I am sure he understands the fundamental principles of child care. You�ll be staying for dinner, Dromie, will you not?� Narcissa asked, resting her hand on her sisters arm.

�Of course dear.� Andromeda said, smiling at her sister.

�You�ll stay too, Harry?� Narcissa asked, turning towards him.

�Yes, I just need to firecall Kreacher so that he won�t bother himself with a huge dinner production.� Harry said.

�Not necessary. Daisy.� Draco said.

With a crack the tiny elf Apparated into the room.

�Master Draco,� she said, bowing her head to the ground. As she stood a smile crept onto her lilac face.

�Can you please tell Harry�s house-elf Kreacher that he won�t be home for dinner and that he is welcome to come join us here at the Manor?�

�Certainly, Master Draco. I need only know the address of the dwelling and I shall give Kreacher the message.� Daisy squeaked.

�12 Grimmauld Place, London� Harry said.

Daisy bowed again and Apparated.

�That address sounds so familiar� Narcissa said, her brows furrowing in deep thought.

�Cousin Sirius� house,� Andromeda said, beginning to burp the baby. �He left it to Harry in his will. I hope it�s been cleaned since last I saw of it.�

Harry nodded. �Doxy free, dust free and Walburga Black free.�

�She was horrible even while she was alive. Always telling Father that I was not his child but that of another wizard whom my promiscuous Mother had a rendezvous with. �Be rid of the girl, she is not yours�. Old hag.� Narcissa said.

Teddy laughed and grabbed hold of Narcissa�s hair, pulling it. Harry, Draco and Andromeda laughed as Narcissa wrestled her golden locks from the baby�s grasp.

�Firm grip that one.� Andromeda joked as her sister fixed the damage done to her locks.

Two cracks sounded in the center of the room, Daisy and Kreacher holding hands where they appeared.

�Master Harry, Kreacher has made a friend� Kreacher gushed, his smile wider than his face.

�Well done, Kreacher. Daisy is a very nice girl�erm, elf.� Harry said.

�Thanks, Harry. Maybe Daisy will leave me alone a bit. She�s been acting funny with me the past few days� Draco whispered as they were seated for dinner. �Asking if I need help undressing and bathing.�

�Sounds like she has a crush on you.� Harry laughed.

Draco shot him a scathing look as Kreacher and Daisy walked around the table, filling glasses.

The room they sat in was dimly lit by a glittering diamond chandelier although several floor to ceiling windows made up the left side of it. Rain pounded against the windows now and the wind whistled through gaps in the glass. A long rectangular table stretched out in the center of the room, covered by an emerald silk table cloth with an M monogrammed in the center. Instead of taking her usual seat at the end of the table, Narcissa sat near the head with Andromeda to her left and Teddy bouncing in a high chair to the other side of her. Draco and Harry sat across from them and the house-elves would sit a few chairs down. A golden challis and plate sat at the head of the table, no doubt in memoriam for Lucius.

It took the elves three trips to bring in all of the food. The most gigantic turkey Harry had ever seen, tureens of vegetables, baskets of fruit and bread filled up the table. The food began serving itself to them as Daisy and Kreacher took their seats at the table.

�Finally real food� Narcissa said, taking a huge bite of a potato.

Draco smiled at his mother as she buried her face in the culinary treats she�d missed for months.

Kreacher and Daisy chattered quietly at the end of the table as Andromeda and Narcissa took back up a conversation about baby magic while Teddy sat in his high-chair banging a spoon at the peas placed there for him to try. Draco quietly poked at his food while Harry surveyed his surroundings.

�It�s odd seeing Mother talking so civilly with my aunt. The last I remember of her she was clamoring at my mother and shooting curses at my father. I have to say I like her much better this way.� Draco admitted.

�I think it�ll be good for your mother to have her sister back in her life. Andromeda�s recently lost her husband as well. And they�ve both lost ...�

�Don�t say her name. Please� Draco said, pushing his food around.

�Are you alright?� Harry asked.

�Yeah, fine. I�m just not an enormous fan of fowl.

Liar. You know what is bothering you.

Tell him. Tell Harry what you saw.

Never!

Draco shook his head as if trying to get water out of his ears. The voices persisted.

If I don�t get this out soon it�s going to eat me alive.

What harm can come of Harry knowing? Harry is a good person and he would never laugh at you for having emotions.

He cannot be trusted, Draco.

I have to tell him.

Tell him.

Weak! You�re weak to rely on others for stability. Where did I ever go wrong with you?

�Draco?� Narcissa�s voice carried over the table. �Draco, are you feeling well?�

Draco wiped the sweat that formed on his brow and shook his head. �Think�think I need to lie down. Excuse me.�

His face visibly paler than before, Draco strode from the room and down the hall to the stairs.

�I can�t read him at all,� Narcissa said quietly as the desserts were brought in. �I used to be able to tell everything that was going on in his mind and now, it�s all a blank.�

Andromeda placed her hand over her sister�s and squeezed it.

�I don�t know what I�m going to do, Dromie. He�s the only man I�ve ever loved and he�s gone. Gone! What am I going to do? What�� Narcissa trailed off, tears streaming down her face.

Andromeda pulled her sister into a hug, resting the blonde�s head on her shoulder. The tears that were confined to Narcissa�s cheeks now rolled over and began to soak the fabric of Andromeda�s dress.

�Shh,� she consoled, running her hands over the flaxen haired woman�s head. �I know how you feel, love. Ted was ripped from me early too. You�re going to be okay, you understand me?�

�No�never be okay again. Never� Narcissa shook.

Andromeda looked to Harry for some sort of words of encouragement. Harry stood and came around to their side of the table, placing a hand on Narcissa�s shoulder. She tore herself away from Andromeda and clung to Harry.

�I�m sorry. I�m so�sorry for how..�

�You don�t have to do that. I�m just as much at fault. You are going to be okay. Both of you. All of you. There�s nothing you need more in times of tragedy than your family, and now you have that. You have your sister who has wanted nothing more than to come to you after the war ended. You have a nephew who you can now watch grow into the eccentric wizard he�s bound to become. You have a son who loves you more than anything in the world. And while we�ve certainly had our differences in the past, you have me now as well. I�m not going to pretend that this will be easy for you, because it�s not. It�s going to be the hardest thing you�ll ever do in your life, but just know that you aren�t alone. Not in the least.� Harry assured her.

Narcissa looked up at him, tears clinging to her lashes. She smiled faintly and got to her feet to kiss him on the cheek.

�Thank you, Harry� she said, holding his hands in hers.

�You�re welcome. Do you mind if I..� he said, pointing in the direction of the stairs.

�It�s more Draco�s decision than mine. I apologize in advance if he slams the door in your face.�

�Daisy can take you, sir. Daisy is used to having the door slammed in her face.� Daisy piped up.

�Okay, Daisy. You take Harry up to Draco�s room. And Kreacher, don�t you move an inch, I�ll take care of the dishes. Have a rest.� Andromeda said, gathering everything.

Daisy happily took Harry�s hand and led him up the stairs. He didn�t know how she had the concentration to walk when all she could do was look up at him adoringly. Harry smiled when he caught the elf�s goofy grin.

�You�re handsome� Daisy said squeakily, her lilac face turning a deeper purple.

Harry laughed. �Thank you.�

�You are welcome, Mister Harry.�

She extended a bony arm to knock on Draco�s door.

�Master Draco�

�What?� came the door muffled reply.

�Daisy has someone here to see you.�

�Who?�

�Mister Harry, sir.�

The door cracked open and Draco peered out.

�Come in. Thank you, Daisy.�

�Does Master need��

�No, Daisy. Anything Master needs Master is able to do himself. Go back to your new friend.� Draco said, shooing her down the hall.

He opened the door wider to gain Harry entry and quickly closed it behind them.

�Your house-elf hit on me on the way upstairs.�

�I�m sorry, as the day wears on she gets more delusional.� Draco said, taking a seat back at his desk.

Soft music floated in through the radio as the candlelight danced over the walls, making odd shadows where Harry stood.

�Classical?� Harry asked.

�Yes. Have anything to say about it?�

�Just didn�t expect that to be your music of choice.�

�I�ve played the violin since I was a child. I find that the music soothes me.� Draco said, closing the book on his desk. His father�s wand lay still in its box next to the book. He spun around in his chair to face Harry.

The white suit discarded, he wore a simple grey shirt and loose black pants. His feet were bare and his hair was hanging loosely around his face.

�Are you feeling any better?�

�Yes� Draco lied.

�No you�re not. Something�s bothering you. I can tell. Your mother can tell as well.�

Draco rolled his eyes and turned back to the desk. He opened the book once more and began writing something in it. Harry gave him space and resigned himself to look out of the window. Moments of silence that felt like years followed, the pair avoiding each other as best they could.

�Daisy and Kreacher are outside snogging.� Harry said finally.

�They are not.� Draco said dryly.

�Yes, they are. It�s pretty disgusting. You should see it.�

Draco closed the book again and huffed at the prospect of leaving the chair but padded over to the window anyway. Sure enough the tiny forms of the old and young house-elves could be seen rolling around on the sodden grass.

�They�re not snogging, they�re wrestling.� Draco said, unable to confirm what they were seeing.

Before either could form anymore of an opinion on the matter, Daisy had removed Kreacher�s tea towel and began bobbing up and down in his lap. Harry�s eyes opened wide in disbelief. Draco pulled the curtain closed with a jerk of the wrist and rubbed his eyes.

�That is the most foul fucking thing I have ever seen. I didn�t even know house-elves did�that,� he said, gesturing to the yard. �I thought that they were asexual.�

�Well if you weren�t sick before, I wouldn�t blame you for getting sick now. Fuck. You mind Obliviating that out of my mind?� Harry said, handing Draco his wand.

Draco turned the wand over in his hands and laughed. �My wands bigger than yours.�

�It is not. Your wand is an inch shorter than mine.�

�My old wand was. The new one is at least three inches bigger than yours� Draco said, handing it back.

�You�re pretty good at changing the subject when you�re uncomfortable, you know that?� Harry said, looking directly into Draco�s eyes. His lashes looked as if tears had recently passed through them.

Draco rolled his eyes again and looked away.

�You�re afraid of anyone knowing you, aside from your mother at least. She was crying downstairs.�

�I know. It�s amazing how much you can hear when you have a set of these,� Draco said, holding up a pair of Extendable Ears. �I have to hand it to the Weasel twins, they have quite the business savvy.�

�Yeah. George is finding it hard to find inspiration with Fred being gone. Ron and Percy are helping him out as much as they can.�

�Percy? Sense when did he develop a sense of humor?�

�He does the record keeping. Ron is helping with the actual inventions.� Harry said.

�I hope they�re being checked before getting produced for the masses or a bloke is liable to lose his scrotum.� Draco said, laughing.

Harry gave him a piercing look to rival Mrs. Weasley�s glare. �You�re doing it again.�

Draco flopped onto his bed and folded his hands behind his head.

�What can you stand to gain by keeping everything all bottled up inside?�

�What can I stand to gain by divulging it?�

Harry sighed deeply and sat on the bed.

�Relief from whatever�s plaguing you.�

Draco moved towards Harry and turned on his elbow.

�You mean to tell me that everytime something is bothering you, you tell Weasley and Granger everything?�

�Well, no.� Draco got a satisfied look on his face. �But that is only because Ron can be quite tactless at times and Hermione over analyzes anything that comes out of people�s mouths.�

�And what about you?�

�I dunno. I�ve never been asked to gauge my listening prowess before. You�re stalling again.�

�I know. Isn�t it terribly frustrating?� Draco smirked.

Harry shook his head. �It must be difficult to live that way though.�

�And what way would that be, Potter?�

�With a wall up all the time. I tried to live that way a while ago and I find it�s much easier to just expose yourself to people than try to hide.�

�So you want me to walk around showing my cock to passers by?�

Harry exhaled and ran his hands through his hair. What the fuck is his problem? �You know, you�re acting an awful lot like Ron right now. You purebloods must all be the same.�

Draco scowled over at Harry.

Knew that�d shut you up, git.

�This little humorous banter you�re rattling off is just a defense mechanism so that I won�t find what I�m looking for. So that I won�t get inside your head.�

�I�ve held it up for eighteen years, why get rid of it now?� Draco asked, finding interest with a loose piece of thread stuck on his bed.

�You seem to forget that I have seen you vulnerable before.�

�If you�re referring to that time in the Forbidden Forest, I was eleven years old for fuck�s sake.� Draco said, sitting up higher on his bed. He crossed his arms over his chest.

�Actually, I was talking about sixth year when I found you crying in the bathroom.� Harry said, itching his leg.

�I knew you�d use that against me at some point. Fucking typical. You know, I was under a fair bit of stress at the time��

�I�m not going to use it against you. I understand what it feels like to have an insurmountable task thrown into your lap. You know what I was doing last year while I was out of school?�

Draco shook his head.

�I was seeking out portions of Voldemort�s soul encompassed in magical artifacts. Horcruxes they�re called. Dumbledore and I were tracing possible Horcruxes by going through the memories of those who had encountered Voldemort, or Tom Riddle as he was then, during his childhood, his time at Hogwarts and his time shortly afterwards. Before he died, Dumbledore had given me a list of what he suspected were Horcruxes.�

�So you were basically on a mission to destroy these Horcruxes and you had no real idea of what they were or where they were located?� Draco asked.

�Basically. It�s a rather drawn out story as to how Voldemort�s death came about. I�m not sure if��

�I have time.�

After an exhausting explanation on Horcruxes and Hallows, Draco sat in shock, not sure of what he could possibly say. Harry had not only risked his life to save Draco that night, he�d risked his life to save mankind as a whole. And his mother had lied to Voldemort to save Harry�s life?! Why didn�t she ever mention that? Millions of questions circled his head, even though he�d been given more than enough information to answer them all. Harry propped himself up against one of the posts of the bed and sipped a glass of water given to him in hour one by Draco. Neither wanted to see the elves after what they�d witnessed earlier.

�I�wow. Just�wow� Draco mumbled.

Harry smiled. �I don�t blame you for being speechless. I don�t know what I�d think if someone told me a story as strange as that one.�

�It�s not a story, it�s your life. Well, your past anyways.�

�That�s merely a chapter from my past. I haven�t even told you about being left on my Aunt and Uncle�s doorstep by Dumbledore, thinking that it would be best to grow up with a loving family. Those people were about as far from loving as Voldemort. Treated me like shit. Lower than shit. I spent my first years living in a spider filled cupboard under the stairs acting as a servant for my aunt and uncle and a punching bag for my cousin. I was finally allowed to have my cousin�s second bedroom only after Dumbledore found out how I was living.�

�I knew Muggles were foul gits.� Draco said.

�Not all of them are. Muggles are just the same as you or I, except for the fact that they can�t do magic. They go to school, work, get married, have kids. Some turn out to be criminals. The only thing that separates us from them is this.� Harry said, holding up his wand.

�If someone would have told me years ago that I�d be sitting here in my room talking to you, I�d have their head examined. I mean, it�s pretty strange if you think about it.� Draco said, laughing.

�Nothing�s that strange to me any longer. Except maybe the fact that house-elves procreate like humans do.�

Draco cringed. �Christ. Just when I�d scrubbed that mental image from my mind finally. Thanks a lot, Harry.�

�I like when you say my name.� Harry said, smiling.

An uncomfortable moment passed between the two of them, each of their faces taking on a red tinge and the temperature of the room ascending a bit. Harry glanced down at his watch.

�It�s almost four a.m. Bloody hell!� Harry said, pulling his suit jacket back on.

The complacent look on Draco�s face withered away. �Already?� he said, standing.

�Time flies when you�re having fun�

�Would you call it fun?� Draco asked.

�I�d call it interesting. You know, you never did get around to telling me what�s bugging you.�

Draco bit his lip, reminding Harry of Hermione. �As much as you�ve let me see into your life, I�m just not sure I am ready to take the plunge yet.�

Harry patted Draco on the shoulder. �Whenever you�re ready, I�m there for you. No ulterior motives, no preconceived notions attached. Just me. Okay?�

Draco smiled at Harry and nodded. �Maybe next time I�ll come to you.�

�You�re always welcome at my house. Do me a favor though, don�t bring Daisy. I�m not fussed about cleaning up elf spunk from the carpet.�

�Ahhhh. You had to do it again, didn�t you?� Draco said, leading Harry out to the hallway. �Do you want me to show you out?�

�No, I think I remember the way. If I don�t I�m sure Daisy will be more than happy to help me.�

�Make sure you don�t touch her hand. We don�t know where it�s been and if it�s been washed.�

�Sick. Well, goodnight, Draco�

They stood in limbo, unsure of what their departing gestures should be. Both held their arms out, expecting a hug, but settled on a handshake.

�Goodnight, Harry. And thank you for everything.�

Harry winked at him and descended the stairs.

Did he just wink at me?

A/N: Strange way to end it. Again, I had to. If I continued this chapter would have been six million times too long.

Love to Narcissa,, thrnbrooke, paigeey07, Ero and ZooArmy for reviewing. You guys and gals make my day.

And to all of you who are hitting this up and not reviewing, what the hell�s wrong with you? I�ll even retract my earlier plea for no flames. Flame me all you want, I don�t care. I�d just suggest you do so only if you believe you�re a better than me or else I�m bound to laugh at you. And hard.

There�s a lot more angst on the way. I�m a firm believer that you need to get through the dark to appreciate the light. Whatever the hell that means. Pardon me, I�m functioning on three hours of sleep.

Review my lovelies and the faeries visit more often. Yes, Ero, faeries. Hehehe.
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