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The Power of Three	By : Queenie_Mab Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 14418 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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All four children were seated in a row in a conference room when Harry and Draco arrived. James, the eldest, was in his fifth year in Gryffindor, Albus and Scorpius were both in their third year in Slytherin, and Lily had just begun attending that year and had been sorted into Ravenclaw.

Draco smiled at the two boys in the middle, wearing matching uniforms and looking as much like Harry and Draco did in school as was possible, with the exception that Albus did not wear glasses and was dressed in Slytherin green.

Headmistress McGonagall left them to themselves and Harry and Draco pulled up a couple of chairs facing the kids.

"So what's this all about?" James asked, looking at Draco with disdain. He too looked like a miniature Harry, but with Ginny's nose and freckles. He and Albus had the same black hair as their father.

Draco and Harry looked at each other, trying to decide who should speak first. When Harry shrugged his shoulders, flipped his fringe, and bit his lower lip, Draco smiled and nodded. He turned back to the kids.

"We're here to tell you some rather big news. Life-changing news, actually."

Scorpius sat up straighter in his chair, and Albus followed his example.

"When the last day of the war was taking place here at Hogwarts, Harry saved my life by pulling me out of the Room of Requirement which was being decimated by Fiendfyre. Later, he stopped some of my own classmates-turned-Death Eaters from killing me. And then, right before he was defeated, the Dark Lord declared that he had plans to kill me after Potter. Harry killed him first. He saved me three times that day. Do you all know what a life debt is?"

They nodded and Lily piped up, "So, are you bound under the Power of Three now?"

Harry looked at his youngest, aghast. "How do you know that?"

"Oh," she replied, twining a lock of her long, red hair around her finger, "Professor Binns was talking about it last week."

"What about Mum?" James asked, his voice trembling.

"Your mum is not doing so well," Harry said, trying to be as truthful as possible. "I'm going to go and see if there's anything I can do to help her once we've finished answering your questions."

Albus interrupted then, "So, when you say that you're bonded because you saved Scorp's dad three times in one day, what exactly does that mean?"

Harry took a deep breath, reminding himself to be honest and brave.

"It means that we're bound together in a way that is greater than even marriage. Our magical signatures have meshed."

"So, you're sleeping with each other?" Albus demanded.

Harry tossed his fringe again and bit his lip. "Yeah, to put it bluntly."

"So what?" James interjected. "You just chuck Mum and run off to be a poof with a Malfoy? Dad, are you a fucking idiot?"

Harry breathed deeply a few times. It hurt him to hear the hurt in James' voice and to know that he was the one who'd caused it.

"To be perfectly frank, your mum chucked me two days ago. I sealed the bond with Draco by accident. We didn't even realise that it existed."

"Sealed it," James said sarcastically. "Mum chucks you, so you go out and fuck Malfoy? That's such a load of rubbish."

"James, please watch your language. It's the truth. I'll swear it to you under Veritaserum if you'd like, but please understand that life is going to be a bit different for us all now."

"Where are we spending Christmas hols?" Lily asked.

"You'll spend the holidays up to Christmas with your mum and then Boxing Day with Draco and me."

Scorpius spoke for the first time. "Does this make us like brothers and sister or something?"

Draco answered, leaving Harry relieved. "Yes, in a sense. You see by the Power of Three we have full parental rights, and with us being bound, it's like you are brothers and sister."

"Oh," Scorpius said, looking down at his feet.

"It'll be okay, Scorp," Albus said. "We'll get to see each other all the time now. It'll be fun."

"I think it's disgusting," said James. "It's unnatural for two men to be sleeping together. I don't want to spend any of the winter hols with you. I'll either stay with Mum, or I'll stay here at Hogwarts."

"Jamie," Harry started.

"Don't call me that. You heard me; I don't want to have anything to do with you. You make me ashamed to be a Potter."

"All right," said Harry. "If you want to stay at Hogwarts, do. If you'd rather stay with your mum and the Weasleys, do. But for the two of you," he said, pointing at Albus and Lily. "You'll be coming home with me on Boxing Day."

"I want to stay with you the whole time, Dad," Albus whined.

"We'll see. I don't want your mother to be upset by not being able to see all of her children. I've done the best I could by her. The house is hers and I've split my fortune straight down the middle and given her half. I've also had solicitors write up parental rights for her that should take effect in a few days."

"What?" James asked indignantly. "Why the hell should you have to have done that? She's our mum."

Harry's head began to throb, and he closed his eyes for a moment until he felt Draco's soothing touch on his back, rubbing up and down to comfort him.

"When the bond was sealed, all other magical contracts related to family were voided. Your mum returned to her maiden name and your birth certificates state that you were born out of wedlock and are heirs to me. I don't like it one bit, but I didn't create this magic."

"No," James said. "You just acted on it without thinking. You make me sick."

Draco turned to address James. "James, is it? You will show your father some respect in my presence. I will not tolerate impudence, as Scorpius knows very well."

"I don't have to listen to you—you're a fucking Death Eater and no relation to me."

"I may have made some grave mistakes when I was your age, but I'm no longer a Death Eater and by the bond your father and I have, you are every bit my son as much you are his. So watch your tongue."

James' face went red and he slouched further into his chair.

"So," Draco went on, "do you have any other questions we can answer for you now? If you want to ask anything in private, feel free to send questions by owl or Floo."

Lily spoke first, "Daddy, I didn't know you were gay. Why did you marry Mum if you fancy blokes?"

Harry bit his bottom lip harder. "Er—that's a difficult question to answer, but Draco said that it's always the best idea to tell children the truth so, I'll answer you."

James sat up a bit straighter.

"I knew I was gay, but I believe I told you that I was raised by Muggles who told me I was a freak of nature for having magic, yes?"

They all nodded.

"Well, they were also convinced that homosexuality is a freak of nature, and I didn't want to be any more of a freak to them or anybody else than I already felt I was, so I dated girls, and I married your mum because out of all of the girls I could have chosen, I loved her the most. I decided to bury my true feelings and live the best I was able to choosing a different path. I would do it again too, because if it hadn't happened, I wouldn't have the three of you in my life."

"Why couldn't you just have kept it a secret?" James asked.

"Jamie, it was tearing me up inside. I felt like I was lying to your mum and in a big sense, I was. Our marriage has been rocky since the beginning, but it really got bad this year after Lily left the house. I've been seeing a Mind Healer for twelve years, for post-war trauma, and I finally admitted to myself that I was gay last week. It was only fair for me to let your mother know so she would have a chance to find love again before she grows old."

"But you just said she's not doing well."

"That's right, she's not. This bond ripped her reality apart, and now she has to figure out how to live a different life. This would be difficult for anybody to have to go through, and it tears me up inside that I caused it. We were going to divorce, and I met Draco later that night, and well, we ended up sealing the bond that neither of us realised existed, so it's really thrown everybody for a loop."

"I understand, Daddy. I still love you and Mum too," said Lily.

"You're such a smart little girl," said Harry. "I understand that you feel badly about the whole thing, James, but I hope you'll come around eventually. I'll always love you. What about you, Albus? How are you feeling about all of this?"

"I think it's brilliant. Scorpius is my best friend, and now we get to be brothers. Can we share a room?"

Harry grinned and turned to Draco. "We're going to have to buy a house and put away your decorations."

Draco chuckled. "Yes, Albus. If Scorpius wants to share a room, then you may share. Or perhaps we'll find a place with adjoining rooms so you can have some privacy when you need it."

Scorpius smiled widely and ran into Draco's arms, giving him a big hug. He pulled back. "Where am I going to spend Winter hols?"

"You're going to spend the whole holiday with us. Is that all right with you?"

"Yes, it's perfect," said Scorpius.

Albus and Lily got up and gave Harry a hug too. Then, they shook hands with Draco while James remained in his chair, scowling.

"Well," said Harry, "we'd better get going. I'm going to meet your Uncle Ron and Aunt Hermione to talk about Ginny, and we'll figure out how to help her, and you four need to get back to class."

Headmistress McGonagall knocked on the door then and opened it. "Finished? Good. Come on children, it's time for lunch. Your friends can give you their notes on the classes you missed, so that your marks aren't affected."

The four kids tramped out of the room and McGonagall looked over at Harry and Draco. "I trust everything went well?"

Harry bit his lip again. "I'd keep an eye on James. He's taking the news pretty hard."

"Thank you, Mr. Potter. I'll do that. Mr. Malfoy," she said, nodding her dismissal.

On the way back to Hogsmeade, Draco breathed a sigh of relief. "That could have gone a lot worse, Harry. You did a great job talking with them. You really are a good father."

***

When they arrived back at Draco's flat, Pigwidgeon was hovering above the door, pecking at it.

Harry fetched him down and removed the small roll of parchment that was tied to his leg. He flew off immediately. Harry unrolled it and read it.

Come to St. Mungo's NOW. EMERGENCY!

Harry groaned and showed the note to Draco while he opened the door to the flat and grabbed a glass of water from the kitchen to try to calm his stomach. Nothing could keep his heart and mind from racing though. What had Ginny done?

Draco came in shortly after and shut the door. "I take it you'll want to go alone, then?"

"No," Harry said. "I don't want to, but I'm sure they'll be expecting me to."

"All right. Well, I'll just wait for you here. Go on and get going. The note said it was an emergency."

Harry took a few deep breaths, and Draco rubbed his shoulders and kissed him on his temple. "I'll be with you in mind, Harry."

Harry ran to the fireplace, took some Floo powder and shouted, "St. Mungo's," disappearing in a swirl of green smoke.

He came spinning out of the fireplace in the reception area of the hospital. Ron and Hermione were waiting for him when, CRASH. Draco tumbled out of the fireplace holding onto a book and nearly bowled Harry over.

"Malfoy? What the hell are you doing here?" Ron demanded.

"I honestly don't know," said Draco. "I think it's the bond, Harry."

"Bond, what bond?" Hermione asked as Draco stood up and began dusting himself off. He handed her the book. "Page three hundred ninety-four, Granger. The Power of Three bond."

She opened the book to the designated page and took a seat, falling into reading. Draco sat down beside her.

"What's happening, Ron? What's the emergency? Is Ginny all right?" Harry asked, desperate that the answers would be good.

"She succeeded in splinching herself, just her arm though. They've got it put back on, but she said she was aiming for her head, so she's real distraught. We've had to put her up in Janus Thickey. What on earth did you do to her?"

"She chucked me," Harry said. "And then I ran into Draco and accidentally found myself bound to him by the Power of Three. Remember that last day of the war? You were there all three times I saved his life."

"Bloody Hell, The Power of Three, and you completed it? What, are you mental? It's Malfoy we're talking about here."

"Ron, according to this, Harry is destined to end up with Malfoy. They already put off sealing the bond for too long and now they can't be apart for as many moon cycles as years since the bond took effect."

"What?" Harry, Ron and Draco all asked.

"How long has it been?"

"Nineteen years, twenty years, something like that," Harry said miserably.

"You have to go everywhere together for about twenty months then. I hope you don't get sick of each other."

"That's so fucked up; let me see that, Granger," Draco demanded, holding out his hand for the book.

She handed it back to him, saying, "It's Weasley now, Malfoy."

"If I call you both Weasley, you won't know who I'm talking to, though," Draco argued, looking down the page Hermione had just been reading.

"Harry, are you really bonded to him?"

"Yeah," Harry answered, trying to stop the grin from spreading across his face as he watched the grown up versions of Hermione and Draco interact. "We just got back from Hogwarts, telling the kids."

Ron put his hand on Harry's elbow and spoke what he thought was quietly, but came out as more a growl than a whisper. "So you're bonded like how, not like that way right, mate?" His tone was hopeful.

"'Fraid so, Ron. Draco's my husband now."

Draco scoffed. "Potter, please. We're partners, I don't want to be a couple of husbands; husbands go with wives."

"Right," Harry conceded. "We're partners now."

"Damn, she's right, Harry. We've got to go everywhere together for at least twenty months."

"Well just yesterday you went down to the bookshop while I stayed in bed, so it's not like we can't go short distances."

"The bookshop is in the same building as my flat, that's probably why it was possible."

"What bookshop?" Hermione asked.

"My bookshop, Granger. I own it and run it, and Harry's going to be my assistant." He smiled, proud of himself.

"What's it called? I had no idea you ran a bookshop."

"I deal in rare and hard-to-find books for both wizards and Muggles. It's called The Dragon's Egg, and as fascinated as I am about talking about my occupation, aren't we here for a reason? The Weaselette?"

"Well, there's nothing really to be done. I just figured it was important for Harry to know that Ginny's gone bonkers. I didn't realise it was his fault," he added with vitriol.

"Ron," Hermione chastised. "I'm sure Harry didn't intend for Ginny to react this way. Their marriage has been rocky for years. You know that, and this isn't the first time Ginny's been suicidal."

"It isn't?" Harry and Ron asked together.

"No, she lost a baby between Albus and Lily and never told you about it, Harry. I don't know if you remember when she and I took that holiday all those years ago? I took her to a Mind Healer and she's been on a potion ever since. I assumed you knew about the potion."

"She told me it was for stomach upset," Harry said indignantly. So he wasn't the only one of them that was fucked up. In a strange way, it made him feel better about himself. He sat down in one of the chairs lining the wall and held his face in his hands. "What am I going to tell the kids now?"

"I think you should tell them that she had an accident while Apparating, Harry," said Hermione.

"And that would explain to them why their mother is locked up in Janus Thickey how, Granger?" Draco said. "Tell them the truth, Harry."

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I'm going to have to." He sniffed and rubbed his eyes beneath his glasses. "Draco, there's only about a week before the kids come home and it looks like they'll all be with us for the whole holiday. We need to find a house. I won't have my children exposed to the inside of your flat."

Draco scoffed.

"What's the matter with his flat?" Ron asked.

"It screams cock, Ron," Harry said.

Ron's face turned red, and Hermione's went slightly pink.

"Fine," Draco said. "We'll go house-shopping tomorrow. Today I need a break. It was enough to have to talk with the kids this morning. I think we should owl them after classes are over about their mother. They need to know."

"Yeah," Harry agreed.

"Well, see you guys around, then?" Harry said hopefully.

"Yes, yes, even if you have to bring the ferret, we'll still hang out with you," said Ron.

Harry grinned, and Draco gave Ron a dirty look, but said nothing.

They Flooed back to Draco's flat and collapsed on the bed, fully clothed. "I need a nap," said Harry. Draco agreed and they spooned up together and fell asleep.

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