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The Power Of Love	By : Marblez Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 5431 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Meeting.

"OK, put your wand back in it's box Jason and put it in the bag before you make something else explode," Harry ordered light heartedly, holding the shopping bag open expectantly. Jason sighed and stopped swishing his new wand around and obeyed his father. When he'd been choosing wands one had made a paperweight on the desk explode, one had shattered the window, one emptied a shelf of its boxes and finally he'd found the right wand. The wand was made of Hazel, was 10 and a half inches long and it's core was a Phoenix Tail Feather. His father and Mr Ollivander had seemed quite relieved when instead of destruction there was just a light blue glow around the wand. "Next it's your robes but first we'll pick up Teddy from the Quidditch Shop, he should have picked his broom by now."

"Why can't I get a broom too?" Jason asked.

"First years aren't allowed I'm afraid," Harry said apologetically.

"That's so unfair," Jason mumbled unhappily causing Harry to chuckle softly. It was Harry who was carrying the heavy bag of books, another smaller one with the wand in it and his sons owl cage, the tawny owl inside (Lizzie) seemingly asleep. "Can I have a go on Teddy's? Before we go to school?"

"If you behave maybe," Harry conceded, causing Jason to give a yelp of joy before rushing ahead to the Quidditch shop. When Harry arrived he found his son looking over his adopted brothers shoulder at the broom he was holding delicately in his hands, "You've chosen one then Teddy?"

"Yes, Nimbus 2010. It's reliable and fast, plus it's quite comfortable to sit on. They let me hover on the ones I liked best," Teddy answered quietly.

"They did, did they?" Harry asked, slightly suspicious. Teddy nodded innocently but Harry knew better, his adopted son had probably hovered on the ones he wanted to test when the assistants were busy with other customers. It was very like the cheeky little boy. Harry was just thankful he hadn't had a fit of clumsiness like he sometimes had and fallen off, he'd taken after his mother in that aspect as well as inheriting his Metamorphmagi abilities. His natural looks however were just like his fathers, Remus Lupin, except for his eyes. Not amber but blue for their little boy was not a werewolf as his father had feared. And most of the time he had Remus's gentle nature except every now and then when a mischief-ness that couldn't be anyone but Tonks' doing came out. "Give it here then and I'll go and pay for it. Do you want some gloves to go with it?"

"Can I?" Teddy asked.

"Go choose a pair," Harry said and Teddy rushed to obey, he loved flying and had been surprisingly good at it in his first year. He hoped to make the team now. Harry wondered where he got his love of flying from because he'd always thought Tonks was too clumsy to be an eager flyer although she had proved capable of flying when needed and Harry didn't think he'd ever heard Remus mention flying, he'd certainly never seen him on a broom.

"Can I have a pair too?" Jason asked, giving his dad the puppy dog eyes treatment. With a great sigh Harry nodded and Jason rushed after Teddy to the glove stand, knocking over a stack of broom cleaning kits as he went. Giving a sigh of frustration this time Harry took out his wand and spelled them back into place whilst apologising to the nearest shop assistant.

Once the broom and gloves were purchased, Jason putting his gloves on immediately they continued their way down the shopping alley to the clothes shop. The broom of course was being sent to Grimmauld place, free of charge where the family lived as it was too big to be carried around shopping all day.

"Hey look! There's Uncle Ron!" Jason said suddenly, rushing off along the alley leaving Harry and Teddy to follow with the shopping, Teddy taking the owl cage from his father. He only had a bag of books as he already had robes and everything from last year. "Where's Jeremy?" Jason was asking when they caught up with him. Harry nodded to Ron and Hermione who smiled back in return, both of them holding shopping bags and wrapped packages too.

"He's getting his robes sorted out. We're on our way to meet him. Fred's there too," Hermione answered, "George and Alicia are around here somewhere, not one hundred percent sure where though."

"We were just going to get my robes now that Teddy's got his broomstick," Jason said cheerfully, "We can all go together. I haven't seen Fred and Jez in ages!"

"You were over last weekend and so was Fred and Dominique. The party? Remember?" Ron asked, knocking on Jason's head gently, "Is there a brain in there at all? Or is it just thin air?" Jason glared at him and Harry laughed. The adults had gotten together and thrown a small 'going to Hogwarts' party for those going this year from the Weasley-Potter clan. Teddy had been offered a family party last year but had declined as it was only he going but he'd gone to this years one and celebrated along with the four eleven years olds as if it was his first year too.

"I'd love to know where they got that nickname for Jeremy," Hermione said quietly to Harry as they all began walking, Jason, Teddy and Ron starting up a conversation about Quidditch. "Did you have anything to do with it?"

"Not likely, that was all my son I'm afraid. He wants me to call him 'Jay' but I just can't bring myself to do it. My son is not a 'Jay'," Harry said with a wince causing Hermione to laugh heartily. Keeping up a cheerful conversation seemed to make the journey a lot shorter despite having to dodge the crowds of people on their way. Ron was the one to open the door, letting Teddy and Jason in first. The adults followed, all three freezing when they recognised the man sat on one of the many chairs with a little boy on his lap.

"Malfoy?" Ron asked loudly, his mouth dropping open in shock. The blond head snapped up sharply, wide grey eyes staring fearfully at the group. Jeremy rushed to his mum and dad, talking loudly about how that was the Draco Malfoy everyone talked about and how his blind son was getting his clothes sorted out.

"Jeremy, stop talking for a moment," Hermione ordered strictly, "And don't be so rude and unkind. I thought we'd brought you up better than that."

"Sorry mum," Jeremy mumbled. Draco moved slowly, sitting Kian on the seat as he stood to face his ex-husband and old friends. Somehow sensing the serious mood in the room Kian sat silently all of a sudden, his fussing gone and Elly and Jamie had frozen mid page turn to watch what was going on.

"H-Hello Harry, Ron, Hermione," Draco nodded to all three of the adults. They didn't answer, seemingly in slight shock at seeing him again. The silence was broken by Madame Malkin guiding Kai out into the room.

"Mr Malfoy-Smith? We've finished the measurements and the robes will be ready soon. All we need to get is the school hat, in fact all three of you boys need your hats. I can sort them out at the same time," she said cheerfully, ignorant of the awkward silence she had interrupted, "Here's the counter top dear, you just stay there for a moment." She carefully placed Kai's hand on the edge.

"Thank you."

"Would both Mr Weasley's also like to come over here?" Madame Malkin asked, getting various sizes of the black pointed hat's down off the shelves behind the counter. Fred and Jeremy moved forwards slowly, Jeremy making sure now to stand next to Kai. Fred didn't care so much and didn't mind standing between the two.

"Kai…" Harry whispered quietly, staring at the son he hadn't seen in ten years. "He's beautiful…" Only those close to him heard and Hermione looked at him sadly. She was rather ashamed of the way that Jeremy was reacting to the situation already but her eldest was rather like his father, stubborn at times and a little too judgemental, usually only before knowing all the facts.

"This one will fit you dear," a hat was placed on Fred's head and the woman was right, "And here's one for you," Jeremy's was a little bit big, "Hmm, we'll try the next size down eh?" Too small. "Which would you prefer?" This question was directed at Hermione.

"The one that slightly too big would be best, I can probably shrink it a little at home," the brown haired woman answered. Madame Malkin smiled and nodded. She picked up another hat.

"Your turn Mr Malfoy-Smith," she placed the hat on Kai's head and it fitted perfectly, "Well that looks good, suits you my dear." Kai smiled shyly as she took the hat off and packed them into boxes as neatly folded clothes appeared on the counter in three distinct piles. "And here are your robes, I'll just pack these up for you and then we'll sort out the payments."

"Thank you," Draco said as he gently guided Kai to a chair.

"What's going on dad?" Kai asked, feeling how tense his dad was beside him.

"Some-some old friends of mine are in the shop with us," Draco answered with a smile, "I haven't seen them since you were a baby. It's a little-a little strange is all." Kai nodded slowly, not fully believing his stuttering father.

"Daddy, I found a dress," Elly said suddenly, taking the catalogue over to Draco, "This one, the green one." Draco busied himself looking at it, feeling the Weasley's and Harry watching him. Jamie had stayed where he was looking through another catalogue. "Can I have it? It's under three sickles like you said…"

"Then I see no problem with you getting that dress for your party," Draco smiled kindly at her. She hugged him in thanks and went with him to the counter to order it, giggling happily when Madame Malkin called for an assistant to come and measure her up for it.

"Dad, I'm still hungry," Jamie said loudly and Draco couldn't help but laugh as everyone turned to look at his second, no third son if you included Jason.

"I'm hungry now too," Kian said from his seat, swinging his legs back and forth, "Why are they all staring at us? Especially him?" Kian pointed at Harry who was indeed starting wide eyed and opened mouthed at Jamie, the miniature him. Draco pushed his sons arm down,

"It's rude to point Kian."

"Sorry."

"That's ok. And they're staring because…they haven't met you all before and they must think your as…as beautiful as I think you are." Kian smiled happily at his answer and settled down, watching his legs as he swung them back and forth. Slowly Harry turned his gaze back to his ex-husband and their gazes met, a clear message flashing between them.

'We need to talk.'

A/N Next Chapter - 'Talking'.
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