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Gregory Malfoy	By : Slayer-of-Destiny Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Slash - Male/Male Views: 7483 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter five

Harry bit his lip as he stepped into his bedroom and closed the door behind him. It was seven o'clock and he had just showered so that he could get ready to go to the restaurant. The entire day had been hectic as he, Hermione, Andromeda, Tonks and to his disgust Ron, had gone shopping for his outfit for tonight. Ron had grumbled the entire time, but he had supported Harry as they watched frightened along with Tonks as Hermione and Andromeda hit the shops with scary determination and speed.

They had decided to buy a whole new outfit for Harry so in the end they had gone to Paris for the day to get privacy and to hit the best shops according to Andromeda. His mind had been kept off of everything with the hecticness of the day and the amount of colours, designs, fashions, styles and everything else that had been thrown at him. At one point he had found himself locked in a changing room with a scarily high pile of clothes and demands to come out after he had tried each thing on, it was only Ron and Tonks that controlled the other two from coming into the tight space with him.

In the end, and a number of shops they had managed to find a new outfit for him, he had had his shoulder length hair trimmed a little neater and shorter so it just brushed the top of his collar. Andromeda had insisted on this as he hadn't had his hair cut since Hermione's attempt, he had quickly agreed when he had really looked at his hair and realised how bad it was.

Now he was ready to get dressed for tonight and he could feel the panic and doubt creeping over him. What if Gregory wasn't going to show up and instead there were people there to laugh at him, what if Gregory realised that he didn't really want Harry this way and just left.

"You're panicking," Andromeda's quiet comment made him squeak in shock as he jumped, nearly losing his towel in the process.

"Andromeda!" He protested even as he threw his wand back onto the bed after automatically summoning it to himself. Andromeda just gave a light and airy chuckle as she made her way over to his wardrobe where the robes, shirt and trousers that they had picked out were hanging in their covers. Slowly she started pulling them out and laying them on the bed starting with the black shirt.

"You're panicking," Andromeda repeated as she started taking the cover off his trousers.

"A little yes," Harry sighed sitting down on his bed, making sure to keep himself covered.

"Honey I know that we haven't really known each other very long, and if you are not comfortable talking to me about this then just tell me. But I can see that you have been hut, I can see that you have some major doubts about your self worth and how you see yourself is definitely not equal to who you really are. After what little Tonks has told me, I think that this probably has something to do with those animals that Dumbledore left you with. But honey you are a gorgeous, intelligent, bright, brave young man that anyone would be lucky to have. And Gregory has clearly seen that. I can not claim to know Gregory well, but I know him enough to know that for him to offer you the courting gifts, for him to have sent those flowers, those meanings, he already knows what he wants, he already has feelings for you and he is sure that you are who he wants, that a relationship with you is what he wants. He isn't going to change his mind or think he made a mistake," Andromeda said gently sitting next to Harry on the bed and taking his hand.

"Andromeda, can I ask something?" Harry bit his lip nervously after he had sat in thought for a little while.

"Of course, fire away," Andromeda beamed.

"You said that Gregory had sent out the flowers and courtship once before. Do you know what happened?" Harry asked nervously.

"I do not know the exact details, those if you want to know you are going to have to ask Gregory himself about. However I do know that the man was just interested in the Malfoy name, no one really knows how Gregory found out, but he did. He cut the courtship off immediately and moved to stay with Marcus in Italy for a while," Andromeda told him.

"I'm…I'm just scared that he is going to realise that I'm not the one he wants…I really like him, a lot, already. Even at this point if he changed his mind its going to really hurt," Harry admitted quietly staring down at his lap.

"Oh Harry," Andromeda sighed.

"He's the first real choice I have made for myself you know," Harry said softly looking up at Andromeda's face.

"The first real choice?" Andromeda asked.

"Most of the decisions that I have made in my life haven't really been my own. I've been pushed or nudged towards making them. Even dating Ginny was because people expected it, she wanted to date me and people thought that I would end up marrying her and becoming part of the Weasley family. Gregory is the first that I've made because that is what I want," Harry sighed.

"Honey, you've spent time with him before haven't you?" Andromeda asked, at Harry's nod she gave him a comforting smile. "And you enjoyed the time you spent with him?"

"Yes,"

"Well, you are going to go to that restaurant looking amazing, you will take Gregory's breath away and make him realise more than he already knew that he made the right choice, you will sit down and have a wonderful meal with him, spend the evening chatting, he will try and impress you, you will linger over dessert and hopefully get a little goodnight kiss at the end of the night before you come home where we shall be waiting eagerly for you to come home and tell us how it went," Andromeda smiled before kissing his forehead. "Now come on you need to get ready,"

"Alright," Harry gave a firm nod sucking in a deep breath and putting Andromeda's words close to his chest.

"Come out when you're done and we'll make sure you're just right," Andromeda patted his hand before standing and making her way to the door.

"Andromeda!" Harry called standing up.

"Yeah honey?" she smiled turning around.

"Thank you," Harry smiled, no matter how nervous it was it was an honest smile.

"You're welcome, no get yourself ready, it wouldn't do to be too late," Andromeda said before leaving his room. Sucking in a deep breath he turned to the outfit laid out on the bed and started to put it on. They had picked out a black Egyptian cotton shirt with black dragon hide trousers that fit him perfectly. The robes ere pretty amazing he had to admit, and that was with all the impressive robes that he had been wearing to the various parties and balls that he had been dragged to. They were an icy green shade that while they were cotton moved like water around him, flowing with his movement. They were styled with a high collar and slightly billowing sleeves that fell a little passed his wrist. Ornate golden buttons closed the robes over his chest but they were open from the waist down allowing his tight trousers to be seen as he walked. Andromeda had insisted that they be fitted around his shoulders and chest but looser around his arms, which he had to admit suited him a lot better. He looked a lot less scrawny.

Once he was finished pulling his robes on he eyed the boots that they had bought. The black dragon hide boots were knee high and had thin golden curves worked through the material, but it was the heel that worried him. Andromeda had insisted that he needed to get something with a heel to it that gave him a little height, something Hermione had agreed with. So he ended up with these boots that had a good one and a half inch heels. Something he was not used to walking in. Sighing he sat down on the bed and laced the boots on over his trousers before taking a precautionary walk up and down his bedroom until he was sure that he could stop wobbling while he walked.

"Harry that's ten to! Are you ready?" Remus asked poking his head through the door.

"Well I'm dressed, not sure I'm ready. I've only been on one date before and that was a complete mess!" Harry winced at how high pitched his voice sounded.

"That's because you arranged to meet up with another woman at the end of your date, and because you were out with a woman, no matter how tom boyish she may have been," Ron snorted. "Looking smart mate," he whistled.

"I look alright?" He asked reaching up to touch the pendant around his neck.

"You look gorgeous Cub, Gregory isn't going to know what hit him. But he will think you have stood him up if you don't hurry it up," Remus chuckled throwing his arm around Harry's shoulders and hugging him to his side.

"I don't know about hurrying up, I think I'm going to throw up," Harry groaned.

"I haven't seen you this nervous since…actually no, I have never seen you this nervous before. What is going on?" Carina asked her son as she eyed him from across the room where he was sitting attempting to read his book.

"Its nothing mére," Gregory said quickly before mentally wincing.

"Alright, firstly I am your mother Gregory Malfoy, I know when there is something wrong for you. And secondly you only call me mére when you are agitated about something. So what is going on Gregory?" Carina asked placing her own book down onto the table beside her.

"I…I have sent out an official courting bouquet and present and have sent a request for a date for tonight," Gregory said in a rush leaving his mother sitting open mouthed staring at him and his grandfather's cup of tea smashed in the doorway from where he had been walking into the room.

"You…you sent out a courting bouquet and present! Why didn't you tell us? Who is it? Have they responded about your date? What time are you going?" Carina rambled out excitedly clapping her hands.

"What flowers and present did you send?" Marcus asked quickly making his way into the room, ignoring his dropped cup.

"Erm, well I had Marc help me pick them out but well, I had a lot to say. I sent him eight peony, six anemone, apple blossoms, four white chrysanthemum, four red chrysanthemum, five crocus, ten freesia, eighteen hibiscus flowers, eleven larkspur, twenty pink roses, fifteen red roses, two white roses for security, two stars of Bethlehem, ten pink tulips, seven white tulips and thirty violet tulips. My present was a circled pentagram in silver and onyx," Gregory listed with a faint blush.

"That is a rather serious intention to have sent my boy," Marcus smiled gripping Gregory's shoulder.

"Who is it?" Carina asked concerned.

"Promise me you will not overreact?" Gregory asked nervously.

"Now I am worried. But we will not overreact. Who is it?" Carina sighed.

"Harry Potter," Gregory waited holding his breath as the news sank in.

"He was a lovely boy, so polite and honest, intelligent as well, forgiving and open minded. He is younger though," Carina frowned.

"Not really when you think of everything that he has been through. What Gregory is offering him is what I think he would need. Plus he has had the world on his shoulders for so long, it will do him good to have someone that will look after him and care for him, not to mention someone who is able to handle the media," Marcus argued.

"So you are alright with this?" Gregory asked relieved.

"We like Harry, he is a good choice. But there have never been any suspicions that he likes men dear," Carina pointed out.

"I met with him a few days ago in Diagon and we spent the day together. He was receptive to any casual touches, we spoke about a lot of things, he blushed whenever we were close. I believe I have a good chance with him mother," Gregory said, though the doubt that had been building in his mind since he sent the gifts had been pointing this fact out to him continually.

"Did you not see the way he looked at Gregory when he came here? If that boy isn't interested in you then I am a Weasley!" Marcus snorted. "He could barely keep his eyes off of you,"

"Grandfather, I this works out and Harry and I start dating, you are going to have to be civil about the Weasleys!" Gregory said worriedly.

"Oh do not worry I will behave. Now has he answered you back?" Marcus waved off Gregory's concern.

"No, I told him just to meet me there if he wants to come, I didn't want to get a rejection letter," Gregory cleared his throat.

"So you would rather he just stood you up?" Carina frowned confused.

"It will be in private," Gregory cleared his throat.

"I've told you, there is no way that boy isn't interested! He will show up, especially with those declarations you made. He will show up," Marcus scoffed waving his hand.

"I hope so," Gregory sighed rubbing his eyes, he hadn't really slept much last night.

"Oh, you really do like him," Carina smiled.

"Do you think I would send another courting gift if I wasn't serious about this? Especially one with declarations like that," Gregory shrugged.

"You told him about your foresight, the crocus?" Marcus raised his eyebrow.

"He just said it was interesting, and that as long as I did not start predicting his death he was fine with it," Gregory smiled at the memory.

"I am happy for you, if he is what you want and you are sure that he will make you happy," Carina smiled.

"He is different, there is just something about him that pulls me in. I have not been able to stop thinking about him since that first time I saw him," Gregory explained awkwardly. "Could we maybe keep this between ourselves, at least for the first few dates,"

"Oh dear, I think it may be a little late for that," Marcus smiled awkwardly.

"What do you mean?" Gregory asked worried.

"Potter! Potter! Seriously? You have a date with Potter?" Lucius said incredulously as he walked into the room, followed by Draco, Leandre, Samuel, Orlandus and Phoenix. Gregory groaned and covered his face realising he was stupid if he hoped that this could stay secret amongst his family.

"I told you that Harry liked uncle Gregory," Phoenix grinned at Orlandus.

"A Potter dating a Malfoy, that would be the first in nearly eighteen generations!" Samuel chuckled.

"Potter! Seriously!" Lucius repeated.

"Yes Lucius, Potter, the same one that got your arse off the hook," Gregory scowled at Lucius.

"Its nothing against him! Its just we have been waiting for nearly eight years for you to send another courtship, and you send it to Potter who is probably the most eligible person in our world right now," Lucius sighed.

"Thank you so much for that vote of confidence brother," Gregory huffed.

"Oh, you are a Malfoy, if you want him, you'll have him. Just make sure you do this right," Lucius snorted smacking Gregory lightly on the back of the head.

"Conversation topics that will be safe should things become awkward, Quidditch, Defence against the Dark Arts, Remus Lupin, Teddy Lupin going by the other week, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, ask him to explain what the D.A is. Don't talk about Black unless he brings it up, same with his parents!" Draco listed in a way that made Gregory feel like he should be taking notes on this.

"What time is your date?" Orlandus asked.

"Eight," Gregory felt slightly overwhelmed.

"Eight! Its nearly seven now! Come on, you have to shower and start getting ready, naturally you will need to be there ten minutes early, he will likely be ten minutes late. While you are showering, I will pick out something for you to wear!" Leandre flustered grabbing Gregory's hand and tugging him to his feet and swiftly out the room before anyone could say anything. As soon as they were halfway up the stairs Leandre let go of Gregory's hand.

"Thank you," Gregory sighed.

"Its alright, I know how they can be. Don't worry, that man was taken with you, and from what Phoenix blabbed even more so at the ball. It will go fine," Leandre reassured him patting him on the back.

"Lucius is right though, Harry could have anyone he wants. Why would he want an older, jaded, middle brother," Gregory frowned.

"Why wouldn't he want a generous, warm, giving, intelligent man who has a hell of a lot of love to offer, loyalty and someone who won't see him for his name, money or fame," Leandre smiled warmly. "Now go get your butt in the shower, and I will be in your bedroom with an outfit for you,"

"You were serious about that?" Gregory blinked.

"Of course I was, I'm not letting you dress yourself for such an important date! Now shower!" Leandre scowled pointing to Gregory's en suit.

"Yes sir!" Gregory snickered saluting before hurrying to the bathroom, avoiding the stinging hex Leandre threw at him with scary speed.

By the time he stepped out of the bathroom Leandre had laid out an entire outfit for him and put away the one he had picked out earlier and was sitting on the window seat of Gregory's room reading.

"Oo good, that's twenty to, now get yourself dressed, good luck I'm sure it will go wonderfully, floo out of your room and we'll all be eagerly waiting for when you get back," Leandre grinned hurrying over to kiss Gregory's cheek before moving out the room. Gregory blinked before shaking his head, Leandre was a breath of fresh air and a relief in this family.

Turning he looked at what clothing Leandre had picked out for him, smiling when he realised that the outfit was a hundred times better than the one that he had picked out for himself. A dark grey shirt that fitted him like a glove, showing off his broad chest and muscled arms, a soft dove grey set of robes buttoned down the left side of his chest with silver buttons, the buttons went down to the top of his thighs with a high collar. The trousers Leandre had chosen were a light light grey cotton with a pair of grey sued boots that matched the colour of his shirt. Finishing tying his right boot he stood and quickly brushed his hair so that it lay smoothly before braiding it to the side and typing it with a leather throng.

One last look in the mirror and he turned to attach his pocket watch to his robes and slipped it in his pocket before making his way to the fireplace. Taking a handful of the floo powder in the pot on the mantle place he breathed out slowly and threw it in.

"El Marno! Security," he called out before stepping into the flames.

"Gregory! Welcome back, it is good to see you again," Keith Marno grinned as he stepped forwards. They shared a warm handshake Gregory managing to smile despite the nerves he was feeling. "I have set up the booth where and how you have asked. This must be someone special,"

"Because you are a friend, I will tell you that I have sent a courting bouquet and present to him. This does not go beyond us though," Gregory said firmly, meanwhile thinking if he shows up.

"Don't worry I won't tell anyone else, and I will be serving you myself, this will remain private. Though I do not think that this is all for your privacy," Keith raised his eyebrow.

"No it's not, but I will wait to see if he arrives first before you find out who he is," Gregory was aware of his Malfoy mask slamming into place as he eyed the clock.

Ten minutes later he could feel his heart sinking, it was now ten past eight, Harry was clearly not coming. He had just knocked back the glass of wine he had been sipping for a distraction when he noticed Keith coming towards him with a wide, if not totally shocked grin on his face and an amazing figure close behind him looking distinctly nervous.
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