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You're My Home	By : Keladry1n100 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 16394 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A/N: Surprise surprise! I know I said that I wouldn't get one out till the weekend but these snow days are lasting a bit longer than I anticipated and as such, I've had plenty of time to smooth out these chapters. :D Very very excited about that!
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Chapter 4

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            December quickly came with snow and ice within the first week but the Potter household was doing just fine. Their run in with Draco’s ex made Harry a bit more paranoid about the protections around their homes. Even though Harry didn’t ask, for the brunette quite frankly was still too angry to want to think about it much, Draco made contacts with people he hadn’t talked to in a while. He asked them to do a little bit of information gathering on Alden. More specifically how the git go his home information. Come to find out, the man was told by an employee from his company. He’s portrayed himself as a cousin who had lived in the states and wanted to pay Draco a surprise visit. Draco had been beyond furious. Everyone at his company had strict order to never give out his personal information to anyone without his authorization. Didn’t matter who it was they were not to be told.
            The morning after finding who leaked his information, he held a massive meeting where he threatened, or rather strongly suggested that they never give out his personal information other than his name ever again or being fired would be the least of their worries. After that incident, Draco also arranged for someone to keep an eye on Alden at all times. They were to track his movements and report back to Draco if he stepped foot in England or France ever again. Draco desperately hoped that the man would finally understand that he didn’t always get what he wanted. The men brushed it out of their minds and decided to keep moving forward, and if Alden showed up again they would deal with it when it came up.
            One particular morning two weeks before Christmas, Harry found himself trudging up towards Hogwarts Castle. He’d taken the boys to their Muggle Daycare since everyone had been at work or had other obligations to tend to. He ignored the throbbing ache in his hip that had roared to life after spending fifteen minutes out in the cold. Out of all the magic he was able to do, Harry found that the warming charm Draco would use on him was something Harry couldn’t get to stick to himself for very long. Minerva greeted him at the front doors to the castle, quickly getting him inside and up to her office. They spent over an hour and a half catching up. Minerva asked questions about the boys and Draco and any other events that Harry hadn’t told her about yet. Harry in return asked about the school and the students and about Minerva’s own personal life.
            When the conversation finally slowed down, Minerva clasped her hands together on top of her desk and smiled kindly at Harry. “Harry, as much as I have enjoyed you and I speaking as we have, I know you’ve come here with some other purpose. What might that be?”
            Taking a big breath in and then letting it out Harry began. “I would have asked you sooner but I wanted things to get settled first. Minerva, I know that Slughorn has been looking for a replacement for the last year or two as Potion Master.” The woman nodded in agreement. That encouraged Harry, “Would you please consider Draco as his potential replacement? I of all people know his history with the Dark Arts which would make me a perfect candidate to vouch for him. He isn’t like that at all, at least not anymore. And he is bloody brilliant at making potions. He told me a while back that he had wanted to take over for Severus one day and I’d like to see that dream come true.”
            He was about to continue when Minerva held up her hand. “Enough Harry. If he is as talented as you say he is, then I believe you. But I am not sure that we could allow someone who was a known death eater at one time to take over that position.”
            Harry frowned, “But Severus was a death eater and you all knew about that. What can I do to see that this happens?”
            Minerva considered the possibilities for a moment before coming up with an idea. “Well… Even though I know some don’t think too highly of you anymore for who you are dating, the majority of the world still sees you as their Hero. They might overlook Draco’s past if you came with him to teach here.”
            Green eyes widened at the thought. “I have two small children at home Minerva. I can’t just leave them.”
            ”If you choose to do this, I will make sure that quarters are available for your entire family. While the children are young, they will be looked after by the elves here and you are more than welcome to dine with them in your chambers or you can bring them to the great hall to dine. I will make sure that there is a substitute teacher on hand in case your children are in need of one of you. That way you won’t need to feel like you can’t attend to them whenever you need to. As for weekends, you and your family will be exempt from any school obligations and may leave the grounds as long as you are back in time for classes on the following Monday.”
            Sitting back in his chair Harry thought about the situation for a moment. It would be nice to be around magic all the time again, but he wasn’t sure if he could do that to his family. What would they say? He really wanted Draco to get this position. The man had said it himself that it had been his dream. But was it worth moving his family? He was pulled from his thoughts when Minerva stood up and gestured him to follow her. They walked through the castle until they arrived at the DADA classroom. They stood in the doorway to watch the class that was going on at the moment. The current teacher stumbled over his own feet as he made a statement then ran over to his book to double check his information. The thing that stood out the most was how bored the children were.
            It irritated Harry how much this current instructor was botching a subject that Harry really loved. They watched for a few minutes more until Harry had enough and he turned away. Minerva was not far behind him.
            ”Do you see what we have to work with here? That man replaced Carrow when he left and honestly this man should never have been given the position but we didn’t have any other choices. Please consider the position?” Harry couldn’t help but smile. The old bat was a Gryffindor but she could hit below the belt too and Harry had yet another reason to admire her. Sighing thoughtfully Harry nodded.
            ”Alright. I’ll discuss it with Draco but if I come to teach he is given the Potions Master position correct?”
            The woman nodded, “Yes. I promise.”
            ”Alright, let me go speak with Draco and I will let you know by the end of the week.”
                        Smiling, Minerva hugged Harry before leading him back to her office. Once there Harry said his goodbyes. He respectfully declined her offer to let him use her fireplace, claiming that the walk will do him good. In reality he wanted some more time to think about things before he went to Draco with the proposition. With that thought in mind, he began his long walk to Hogsmead in the snow.

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            Draco sat back in his chair as two men walked out of his office. They had just concluded a meeting about their shipments of custom order potion ingredients requested by a customer. A knock brought Draco’s attention to the door as it opened to admit Harry. Smiling brightly, Draco stood up and came around from behind his desk.
            ”Harry! I’m surprised to see you here. Did you bring the boys with you?” His question was filled with surprise. Harry had never visited him at work before, even though the whole world knew they were dating at this point. Draco leaned against his desk as Harry walked forward shaking his head.
            ”No. I dropped them off at the daycare earlier this morning.”
            Draco took in the man’s appearance. He was dressed for an outing, bits of snow still clinging to his outer coat. He noticed the other man rubbing his hip discreetly through his coat pocket and there was a slightly greenish tint to Harry’s complexion, indicating he’d been in the cold for a while. Frowning lightly, Draco walked back around to open a desk drawer. He pulled out a light green vial before leaning against the front of his desk once again. Holding out the vial his voice grew stern.
            ”Take this. It will help alleviate the pain.”
            Sighing Harry took the vial and downed the potion. Draco had long since found that when Harry was losing his battle with the pain in his hip that it was not a wise decision to poke the beast when angry. And best way he found to avoid any issue is to prevent any furthering of the pain build up. He’d learned this lesson after a large fight had erupted between the two of them one evening a week after their encounter with Alden. Thankfully the kids had been with Hermione at the time so they didn’t have to witness it but by the time they had returned, the two men were sitting on opposite sides of the house. Hermione, as clever as ever, figured out the problem and let Draco in on some of the hacks concerning Harry’s condition. Draco had felt incredibly stupid for not figuring out what had made Harry so unreasonable that day. Remembering the night Draco had found Harry passed out on his bed due to the pain, Draco was embarrassed that he hadn’t put two and two together. Having been reminded of this side effect of the pain, it made Harry’s reaction the day Alden showed up a bit more understandable besides the obvious reasons. After that Draco renewed his efforts to find some sort of remedy for Harry that would relieve the pain right away when it got too bad.
            And although Harry wasn’t acting irritable, the look on his face clued him in that he was heading in that direction. The man was a little shifty and he clearly wanted to pace back and forth. Eventually he actually did pace to one side of the room then the other before stopped in front of Draco.
            ”You’re either going to be really angry with me or you’re going to love me. This could go either way”
            Draco crossed his arms, preparing himself for whatever fight they might be having in a few minutes. He waited patiently for Harry to continue.
            ”I went to talk with Minerva earlier today.”
            Draco groaned, a hand coming up to rub his face. “Bloody hell Harry! How many times have we discussed this? She won’t let me teach there so stop being such a bastard and let the topic go!” his voice dangerously low in his throat.
            ”You have the job.”
            Draco’s body tensed; slowly he looked up at Harry who was still acting a bit nervous. “What’s the catch?”
            Sighing, Harry ran a hand through his hair, “She wants me to come teach at the school as well. She said if I come then parents might overlook your past. Really I think she just wants to replace their current DADA professor. I saw him teach and he’s an idiot.” Harry stopped talking to watch Draco nervously. He didn’t want to make Draco feel as if he was overshadowed by Harry in this situation.
            The blonde held out a hand which Harry immediately took. Draco pulled Harry close, wrapping his arms around the other man. He placed a chaste kiss on Harry cheek.
            ”Where would the children go? It’s not like you can just up and leave them. Neither can I.”
            ”You’re serious?” Harry’s eyes shined with excitement. “You’re going to take the job?”
            A small frustrated smile tugged Draco’s lips. “Only if you want to as you’ll be coming with me. You know you’re a prat right?”
            Harry laughed, kissing Draco’s lips. “Yes I know. As for the kids, Minerva already said that you and I would have a chamber big enough for you, me and the boys. She said the elves can babysit the boys while we are teaching and we have permission to leave the grounds on weekends. She also said she would have substitutes on standby in case we need to attend to the boys at any given time.”
            ”Alright but what about the boys? We’ve been doing a pretty good job about keeping the boys out of the press. But with us taking these positions most likely it will only give more fuel for the Prophet to burn through about us.”
            Harry locked eyes with Draco for a moment, silently running that thought through many gears in his head. After a moment he shrugged with a smirk, “I don’t think that’ll be a problem.”
            Taking in a deep breath Draco smirked, “Remind me to sufficiently thank you later tonight.”
            Harry flushed lightly at the thought but nodded anyways. “Alright, I need to go pick up the boys and tell them the news.” He pulled away from Draco. After sharing a languid kiss, he said his goodbyes and left the room. As soon as Harry left, Draco sat down at his desk and began going through some paperwork that would allow him to continue to run his business smoothly while taking the time to teach. He felt like he was walking on clouds at this sudden shift in his life. There was no way he could possibly get as lucky as he was right then and there. For a moment he was having a hard time believing that the love of his life had been in the man who had been his enemy. That this person had given him not only all the love he could possibly need but he also gave him not one but two beautiful children. And now that man had gone and placed his dream in his hands.
            One thing was for sure, no matter how they had changed over the years, their fights had been one thing that never changed between the two. Yet Draco was thankful that their relationship continued to stay strong. In fact it had been growing. A small swirl of excitement fluttered in his stomach at the thought that he would be truly living with Harry and the boys. If things went well with that situation, Draco made up his mind to ask Harry to not only marry him but to bond with him as well. Finally he concluded that it was a sure thing that he was going to go to hell one day for the luck he’d somehow acquired. Draco was sure of it.
            By the time he had finished making his plans it was late into the night and he had to hurry to make it to Harry’s to tell the boys good night. Harry and Draco had continued to live separately but they often had ‘sleep overs’ that would last days. But when they did not sleep at Harry’s house or the Chateau, Draco would still come over most nights to put the boys to bed as they demanded it. Draco quickly put away his materials and rushed into the fire and came out the other side in Harry’s living room.
            ”Papa!!!” Ciel came running at Draco, launching himself into the air. Draco was thankful he didn’t have anything in his hands as he caught the boy. “Papa, Daddy says we’re moving to school!”
            Adjusting Ciel so Draco had a better hold of him, Draco nodded. “Yeah. You still live here in this house but while we are all at school we’re going to be staying at Hogwarts. Did Daddy ever tell you about Hogwarts?”
            The boy nodded, “He says you and Daddy went there”
            ”Ciel Scorpius Potter!!” Harry’s voice resonated throughout the house and he did not seem pleased.
            Draco turned a narrowed eye on his son, “What did you do?”
            Ciel shrugged, “Will you tuck me in? Daddy’s angry since he picked us up”
            Draco frowned at this explanation. He couldn’t see what would have happened between Harry leaving his office and him picking up the boys. Intent on getting an explanation, Draco carried Ciel upstairs. They entered Ciel’s room where Harry was standing in the middle of the room. Hands on his hips, his eyes narrowed at Ciel, who hid in Draco’s neck as much as he could. The action made Harry take a large breath before walking forward. He leaned in and placed a kiss on the back of Ciel’s head.
            ”Goodnight my little dragon. Sweet dreams.” With that Harry walked out of the room and went straight into his bedroom, the door shutting a little more sharply than normal.
            Frowning, Draco lie Ciel down on his bed. “Lets get you to bed. What story would you like to hear?”
            Half an hour later Draco opened the door to Harry’s room and silently slipped inside. He found Harry lying on his back on the bed, one arm under his head while the other rubbed his hip. The display made the crease lines in Draco’s brow increase. Taking off his outer work robe, Draco laid the garment on a chair nearby and climbed on top of the bed, straddling Harry’s legs.
            ”What’s wrong with you? I don’t think I ever remember you acting that way with the kids before.” He took the hand that was rubbing the man’s hip into his own. “And did the potion not work? I’m surprised it wore off so quickly.”
            Sighing, completely exhausted he looked at Draco. “Your potion did work for a while. I’ve been in the cold too long today. Normally I stay inside after I take your potion but I ran into Ron when I left your office. I went to Diagon Alley to buy some presents for the boys and I ran into him. You know things have been tense between me and Ron since our first date. I guess today was his breaking point…”
            ”Do you mean to tell me that your best friend just turned his back on you once again?”
            ”Yeah. That sums it up.”
            Draco scowled, “Some friend you’ve got there Harry. What about Hermione? She’s married to the bleater isn’t she?”
            ”I haven’t talked to her so I have no clue. But where Ron goes the whole family seems to go. Anyways, does that really matter Draco?”
            ”You bloody well know it matters. Otherwise you wouldn’t have yelled at Ciel the way you did.” Silence filled the room for a while as they kept to their own thoughts. Harry kept staring at the ceiling and Draco kept his eyes trained on Harry. After a while, Draco shifted so he could gently massage Harry’s hip. The action made Harry’s whole body tense as the pain increased. After a moment, Harry’s body began to visibly relax. Draco massaged the spot for a few more minutes then pulled Harry up. “Why don’t you get this hip looked at Harry?”
            The brunette shook his head, “We’ve discussed that, the damage my magical core took that night made it impossible for it to heal properly with or without magic. You know that.”
            Scowling Draco continued rubbing the area, “Yeah I know but I still think it’s ridiculous.” Sighing softly, Draco pulled away from Harry, “Come on. Let’s take a bath. It’ll help that hip of yours.”
            So instead of going to bed, Draco helped Harry undress before himself. It didn’t take long to get Harry into the bath tub. Harry sat back, allowing himself to rest against the firm chest behind him. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry and was kissing and nibbling the spots that Draco had found would comfort the man, though he couldn’t figure out how. They stayed in the tub until the water grew cold. Then Draco pulled Harry out of the bath, drying them both off so he could put a pair of boxers on the both of them. After that was complete they got into bed. Normally they slept with Harry’s back pressed against Draco’s front, but Draco was surprised when Harry turned to face him. Resting his face on Draco’s chest.
            ”Thank you. I appreciated the bath.”
            Draco smiled, “It’s good for someone to take care of you every now and then. You and that ridiculous Gryffindor attitude that you have makes that a little difficult.”
            Harry chuckled, “Prat”

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            Morning came too soon. Harry awoke when a small hand patted his back. Judging by the light in the room, Harry still had another hour or so to sleep. Slowly, he turned in Draco’s arm so as not to wake up the blonde. Ciel stood at the side of the bed, looking uncertain. Harry frowned a little, “What’s the matter little one?” he pulled back the covers, in which the child immediately climbed in. When Ciel remained silent, Harry buried his face in Ciel’s hair. “I’m sorry if I scared you yesterday. I was angry yesterday but I wasn’t angry with you. I promise. Will you forgive me?”
            Ciel snuggled closer to Harry, his voice muffled in Harry’s chest, “Its ok Daddy. I forgive you.”
            The boy relaxed in Harry’s arms and it didn’t take long for the boy to fall back asleep.

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            The next day Draco sat in the small library at Harry’s house while the brunette went to the store. The boys played happily in the playroom across the hall. Draco was reading a book he’d become interested in a few visits before when the fire roared to life. Glancing up, Draco saw Hermione walk through. He closed his book with a snap and stood up, walking forward to greet the witch.
            ”Good evening Hermione. What may I do for you?” his tone was cool and his gaze was expressionless.
            The witch looked around the room, “Is Harry around? I was hoping to talk to him.”
            Draco shook his head. “No I’m afraid he isn’t here at the moment. I hope you didn’t come here to discuss your husband’s actions towards Harry. If so and you wish to tell Harry you’re on the Weasel’s side then I would ask you to leave now.”
            The witch blushed furiously, looking down at the ground guiltily. “We’ve gotten to know each other pretty well over the last few months Draco. I promise that I do not hold any of the same thoughts as my husband. I really am sorry for what Ronald said to Harry. He is being completely unreasonable and I don’t know how to fix it.” The woman was clearly distressed so Draco did what he thought best. He invited her in and made her some hot chocolate. She told Draco about her fight with the red head and that they had decided to split ways as a result. This information didn’t surprise Draco however. The Weasel was too rash and he didn’t know how to deal when things didn’t go with his ideals.
            Taking a sip of his own hot chocolate, Draco thought up a potential solution for the witch. “Since it seems you’re husband has been as brilliant as I always gave him credit for, and as you are not staying with him currently, I have no doubt that Harry will insist you stay here. But I also wish to extend this offer to you. You are more than welcome to stay at any of the Malfoy estates. Most of them are larger than the Chateau but I do own a small flat that might be more to your tastes.” He swirled his drink with a spoon, intentionally acting nonchalant.
            The witch stared at him with studious eyes. “Why would you want to help me?”
            The man sighed, “You’re really going to make me explain this? Why do you people need explanations!” When he didn’t get an answer, he caved with an over exaggerated eye roll, “Fine. You’ve been a good friend. For a Mud-“ Draco winced, some habits were hard to kick, “My apologies. For someone not of Pureblood stature, you are quite intelligent and poised. Furthermore Harry values your friendship and I would like to show my gratitude in any way that I can.”
            Hermione took a sip of her hot chocolate to hide the smile on her lips. Draco had definitely come a long way from their school days. Yes he was still a bastard but he was trying at least. When she’d pulled herself together a little bit, she put down her cup. “If you wouldn’t mind my borrowing the flat I would appreciate it. You’re right about Harry offering and I don’t think I could do that to him. There are already a lot of people living under this roof. You don’t need anyone else.”
            ”Actually,” Draco used his wand to heat up his drink again, “Me, Harry and the boys will be moving to Hogwarts for a while. Harry convinced the Headmistress to allow me take over for Slughorn. The trade off was that Harry come and teaches at the school with me as Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor. Harry told me about it yesterday so I don’t know too many of the details. So even if you were to stay here, there is a possibility that we wouldn’t be around.”
            ”What!!” Hermione sat up straight so quickly that she nearly spilled her drink, “Draco that’s wonderful! Harry told me that you’d wanted to teach there.”
            Draco sneered, “Damn bastard has a large mouth…” Draco took another sip of his drink to ignore the giggle coming from the witch across from him.
            ”Oh don’t get like that. He loves you and he needed some advice. I think it’s admirable that you would like to teach. Severus would be proud I’m sure that you took over his place.” The blonde grumbled in embarrassment. Hermione shook her head, “so you’d be taking the boys with you?”
            Nodded, Draco took a sip of his drink, “Yes. The Headmistress, it would seem, will be assigning me and Harry chambers big enough to house all four of us.” Both adults looked up when the front door opened. The boys got up from their spots on the floor and ran over to Harry. Then they came into the kitchen holding a food item each and right behind them was Harry. He paused briefly when he saw Hermione sitting at the counter but continued forward anyways.
            ”Evening Hermione.”
            The happy attitude she’d acquired while talking with Draco vanished within seconds, “Harry I’m sorry about Ronald. I tried to talk him around but he’s too stubborn for his own good.”
            ”I believe that is a Gryffindor trait” Draco piped in, smirking into his mug when two sets of eyes glared at him. “I’ll be in the library.” With that Draco left the room with his drink in hand. Once gone Hermione faced Harry again who was putting away the groceries.
            ”Harry I’m so sorry. He told me what he said to you and it wasn’t right. He’s bringing shame to himself and I am not going to be part of that anymore.” Harry’s head shot up to lock eyes with her.
            ”You left him?”
            The witch’s lower lip quivered for a second before she squared her shoulders, lifted her chin and nodded. “Yeah. If he can come around then maybe I’ll reconsider but I can’t handle his intolerance anymore. You’re happy with Draco, even if he is a prat now and then. But if you’re happy and he’s treating you right then who are we to tell you that it’s wrong?”
            ”You’ll be staying here with us” Harry’s voice was solid.
            Hermione smiled, “Draco already offered his flat to me and I think I’m going to take him up on the offer. You’ve got enough going on here. You don’t need me to get in the way.”
            ”Speaking of which,” Draco came back into the kitchen and placed his cup in the sink, “I am going on ahead to the flat. There are a few things that I wish to remove some of my potion books I’ve been using lately along with a few other items. Then you can feel free to furnish the flat in any way you see fit Hermione. Harry knows where the flat is, he’ll open the floo for you when you’re ready to come over if I’m not back before then.” He smiled lightly at the witch before leaving the house.
            Turning to Harry, Hermione looked at Harry curiously, “Why does he have things he wants to remove?”
            Harry shrugged, “He keeps various items at places he stays at frequently. He’s probably removing his clothes and other personal items like that for you.”
            The woman’s eyes widened, her voice slightly panicked, “I didn’t mean to kick him out of his own place!”
            Harry chuckled, “Don’t worry about it. Seems to me that he offered the flat to you so he knew what he was doing. He mostly stays here anymore. He’ll probably just move his stuff to the chateau. So don’t worry about it Hermione. Now, how about you stay for dinner?”
            With a nod from the witch, both adults worked together to get dinner ready. By the time they had finished, Draco had returned with the announcement that Hermione’s flat was ready for her to put her own touches on the place. After dinner Draco took Hermione to her new place and showed her around. It was two bedroom flat with a small kitchen, room for a small dining table, a medium sized living room with a fireplace large enough to be used for travel by floo, and a study. There was a communal bathroom, and Draco showed her the master bedroom which had its own bathroom and even a walk in closet. There was one item in the Living room that had caught Hermione’s eye. Above the fire place was a mounted flat screen tv. Upon inquiring about it, Draco had simply stated that it kept the boys from terrorizing the flat.
            After the tour was over they stood in the living room next to the floo. Draco gestured towards the flat, “Feel free to furnish as you please. There is a house elf employed by me and I have already given instructions for her to cater to your wishes. And don’t worry she is paid for her services. The only elves that I don’t pay are the elves that refuse to be freed. But Rickle is free. Any of the furnishings that you don’t approve of just ask Rickle to take them away. I’ve give her instructions on where to take the furniture that you discard. As I said furnish as you like, Rickle has permission to acquire whatever you wish for furnishing so dont worry about buying the pieces yourself. Now is there anything else I can do for you before I leave?”
            Hermione shook her head, “No thank you you’ve done more than enough. Are you sure that you wont accept any payment for letting me stay here?”
            Draco chuckled, “Of course not. All I ask is that you don’t completely destroy the place. Other than that you may stay here as long as you please.” He turned to leave before he stopped turned back and stated, “Actually, there is another thing. I understand that the Weasel is your husband currently, but I don’t respect him and I can honestly say that I never will. I respect you and I’d like to think someday we could truly be friends. But don’t allow him to stay here if you two meet up. He’s disgraced his family, my family and you on more than one occasion. I don’t think I could forgive that.”
            Hermione smiled ruefully, and nodded, “I understand. I’m sorry he’s caused so much trouble for you.”
            The regret in her voice made Draco grip her shoulder affectionately, “Don’t worry about it. Alright,” Draco let go of the witch walked towards the floo. “Let me know if there is anything I can assist with here” He entered the floo as the witch called out her goodbyes.

            Some time later Hermione found herself sitting on the couch staring into her tea cup. She’d brewed herself some tea some time ago but hadn’t the heart nor the will to drink it. It became a trance almost watching the liquid. She was so engrossed in her thoughts and the tea cup that she was completely caught off guard when she felt a hand on her shoulder. Her hand jerked, causing the tea to spill from the cup and she squealed as she looked up.
            ”Woah there Hermione.”
            Hermione closed her eyes and calmed herself momentarily before looking up into the face of her best friend. “Harry. What are you doing here?”
            Harry raised an eyebrow. “What do you think I’m doing here??” With a wave of his hand, he cleaned up the tea mess then sat down with Hermione. He conjured up a small bowl of popcorn, set it on the coffee table and flipped on the tv to a channel that he happened to know Hermione liked. It had been quite a while since the two of them just hung out and watched tv.
            ”Harry I’ll be just fine. You dont need to be here. What about the boys anyways?” Though Hermione was saying these things she picked up the popcorn and curled up against Harry. Smirking in triumph, Harry shifted just enough so he was comfortable and he could wrap an arm around the witch. He knew her too well.
            ”They will be fine. Draco promised to watch them tonight.” They sat in silence for a while, watching the tv and whatever romance movie was on at that time. When Harry felt the woman begin to shake lightly, he levitated the bowl of popcorn to the table and shifted so he could wrap both of his arms around the witch. Placing a soft kiss on the top of her head, Harry held Hermione as she sobbed. Some time later, Hermione calmed down enough to wipe her face on the tissue that Harry had summoned for her.
            ”He was horrible. Not only to you but to me as well. How can he be like that Harry?? I dont understand.” Hermione’s words were said between shuddering breaths. It was clear how broken Hermione was. And all Harry could do was hold his friend and sister tight.
            ”I dont understand either Hermione. Maybe one day he’ll come around. Until then, I wont let him keep hurting you like this anymore.”
            The witch’s head looked up in confusion, “I’m not the only one whom he keeps hurting. You too. Maybe,” her lower lip began to quiver again, “Maybe this is for the best for both of us.” The last few words faltered a bit as tears began streaming down her face once again. Burying her face in Harry’s chest, she sobbed. Harry and Hermione spent the rest of the night grieving and nursing their broken hearts.

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            A week later Draco and Harry decided to walk together to pick up Ciel and Teddy from daycare. It was the day before Christmas Eve and they’d spent the day owling Minerva about details with their positions. Minerva had arranged for Draco and Harry to start teaching alongside the current professors. They were to ‘study’ under the current professors until the end of the school year where they would then take the place of the current professors at the beginning of the following school year. In reality, Slughorn and Draco would be working together while Harry would completely take over for Professor Eckleton. Minerva had set their chambers between the Gryffindor and Slytherin common rooms as best she could as they would be taking on the roles of head of the house. Accommodations for their sons had been made, five elves would be selected to watch their sons as well as begin basic education. Harry and Draco insisted on paying the elves for their services.
            In the meantime, Draco and Harry walked hand in hand through the 2 feet of snow. Draco had been curious about the muggle daycare Harry took the boys to at least once a week so Harry decided to bring the man along. They were finishing up a discussion about their decision to come home on most weekends when they walked through the doors of the daycare center. They got a few looks from the women at the center as they’d continued to hold hands as they entered. Only one of the women didn’t raise their eyebrows in disapproval, a young woman by the name of Sybil. The woman was in her mid twenties and she had a sweet nature that Harry always found comforting. She wore her long curling black hair up in a half-do and her bright bluish green eyes shone at the sight of Harry. She smiled brightly at Harry as they came up to the lobby counter.
            ”Good evening Mr. Potter. Your boys are in their normal class room. Although,” Her bright smile faded a little, “Ciel got into a fight with one of the other boys today.”
            Harry let go of Draco’s hand and clasped his hands together on top of the counter, “What happened?”
            ”Well you see, I am not entirely sure what they were fighting over. Ciel won’t let anyone see what he’s got. But he took the item away from another boy. And the other boy wont tell any of us what it is either. I’ve put Ciel in the time out corner until he either decided to show us what caused their fight or until you came back.”
            Harry smiled warmly at the young woman, “Thank you Sybil. I appreciate it. Now, if you don’t mind I’d like to speak with my son.” Harry and Draco went around the counter with Sybil’s nod of approval and walked down the hall to the second room on the right. Draco went over to collect Teddy while Harry went over to the back corner where the time out chair was. Ciel kept his coat on and held the piece of clothing closed tight. He noticed a boy was sitting at a table nearby, angrily staring at Ciel. Kneeling down, Harry gently made Ciel look at him.
            ”Alright, what have you got that you won’t even let Sybil see?”
            The boy was genuinely distressed, tears welling up in his eyes. He opened his coat, stuffed his hand inside and pulled out what he was hiding. Coiled around Ciel’s hand and arm was a snake about 28 inches long. Harry scowled. He could tell that the snake was white but it was dirty and he noticed the red spots speckling the creature’s scales. It didn’t take much to realize that the red spots were blood. Tears ran down Ciel’s cheeks.
            ”Can you save her Daddy?”
            Harry gently took the creature into his own hands. The snake was warm, most likely because of Ciel keeping it in his coat. But it was weak and Harry was a little afraid for the poor thing. Sighing he concentrated for a moment on the creature’s vital signs.
            ”I’ll do what I can but I’m not sure if I can do much. Can you tell me what happened?”
            Ciel pointed to the boy at the table, “He was throwing her around and he was poking her with a stick” Sybil had followed the men into the room and stood a respectful distance behind Harry but close enough to hear the conversation. Draco and Teddy came up to stand next to her. When Sybil caught sight of the injured creature, she covered her mouth in horror.
            Sybil turned to the boy at the table, her eyes flashing, “Justin Mackby get over here right this instant.” The little boy came over with his hands in his pocket but he glared at Sybil defiantly. The young woman pointed at the snake in Harry’s hand, “How could you do this? You should be ashamed of yourself!”
            The little boy stuck his tongue at the woman, “It’s my snake! I can do whatever I want with it.”
            Harry scowled at that point. He stood to his full height and stalked over to the boy. He was internally pleased when Justin shirked away from him a little. He ignored the little voice next to Draco whispering “He made Daddy really mad….”. When Harry felt the boy was paying attention to him fully, he finally spoke, his voice dark and serious. “You will not be returning home with this creature Mr. Mackby. You should be ashamed of yourself for injuring such a defenseless creature and as such have no right to have it in your keeping. If your family has a problem with me taking custody of this creature then have them call me. And I better not find out that you are treating any more animals like you did with this creature. Do you understand me?”
            Justin visibly trembled as he nodded, his eyes as wide as saucers. Harry turned back to Ciel, softening his features, and knelt back down to lock eyes with his son.
            ”You’ve done a good thing today. I’m proud of you. Now, are you ready to go home?” Ciel rubbed his face with his sleeve and took Harry’s free hand. Harry smiled at Sybil, “Thank you for watching my children again Sybil. As I said, you can give the Mackbys my number if they are unhappy with the outcome of this situation.”
            Sybil nodded, returning Harry’s smile with one of her own, “I understand. And I apologize for today’s events. We’ll make sure they don’t happen again. Goodbye Ciel and Teddy. I look forward to seeing you again after the Holidays.” She waved at the boys, receiving waves in return.
            As soon as the family had returned home, Harry left the others in the foyer to walk upstairs and into his bathroom. Running the water in his sink, he waited until the water was warm before placing the creature into the water. As soon as the snake was placed into the water it reared and struck out at Harry, sinking its fangs into the meaty part of Harry’s palm.
            “That hurts stupid human!”
            Wincing Harry glared down at the creature, speaking to it for the first time. “Let go you silly creature. I can’t heal your wounds until I soak off some of this grime”
            Small beady eyes stared up at him, “You’re like the hatchling. You speak the language of my kin.” Harry rolled his eyes irritably, seeing that his son had been right about the snake being female.
            ”Of course we do. Now let go.” Harry kept his voice stern but reassuring at the same time. This time the snake let go of Harry’s hand while Harry gently washed the creature, ignoring his own bleeding hand. He was pleased to see that she was indeed white. The top of her head was a bright yellowish orange and it also appeared as if someone had used a sponge to dab the same yellowish orange coloring all down the back of her spine. She was a beautiful snake. It saddened Harry that she would be treated in such a terrible fashion. When she was completely clean Harry gently dried her off, being wary of the large open wounds all over her body. He found a large rock that Teddy had painted for him last Christmas and placed a warming charm on the item. Then he placed the snake on top of the rock to keep her warm while he worked. He made a mental note to find something a bit bigger for her to warm herself on later since she was currently a little over 2 feet long.
            ”What’s your name little one?”
            The snake’s tongue flicked in and out, “My mother named me Maka”
            ”That’s a beautiful name. If possible, I’d appreciate it if you would stay still while I heal you ok? It might hurt but please be patient with me.” When Maka nodded her head silently, Harry got to work. He used his wand for this, feeling a bit too tired to channel his power without a little bit of help. He cast several diagnostic spells before leaning against the bathroom counter, determining which spells to use to heal her. At that moment movement made him look to the right where he appeared to have an audience. Draco stood there with both boys, all three watching intently.
            ”What?” Harry asked.
            Ciel pointed to the snake, “I like the name Maka Daddy. Are we going to keep her?” The little boy looked at the snake intently, “Please say you’ll stay with us!” the transition from English to Parseltongue was seamless.
            Draco looked down at Ciel then back up at Harry, “Did I know our son could speak Parseltongue?”
            Harry shook his head. “No you didn’t.” He smiled when Ciel came over and tugged at his sleeve. Harry ruffled the boy’s hair, “Don’t worry. She’s injured alright but I can fix her. If you ask Papa nicely maybe he’ll make you dinner tonight,” He raised an eyebrow at Draco with the unspoken question. “If I’m to heal her I’ll have to focus on that instead of making dinner.”
            ”I’m on it. Come one boys. I could use the help.” Draco guided the boys out of the bedroom and downstairs. Meanwhile Harry got to work on his patient. He’d learned quite a bit of healing magic, some he’d taught himself and some he’d paid Poppy to teach him. It was something he wanted to learn after taking two small children under his wing. He put all that into use here, healing the broken bones in the small creature’s back, healing all her open wounds and any other injuries he found. He made sure to use the gentlest of spells that would also result in the most thorough of healings. Unfortunately they also took a lot of time and energy to cast them correctly and to work properly.
            It was well passed 11 o’clock by the time he was done. He sat heavily on the side of the bathtub while Maka lie coiled up on her rock. He’d never spent so much time healing anything and he was surprised at how tired he was. Carefully he lowered himself into the tub, sighing as his muscles relaxed a bit. He knew he should move but he was flat out too tired to do so. He was surprised when he felt a light form slither into the bathtub with him. Glancing down he found Maka slithering onto his chest.
            ”I owe my life to you and your hatchling. I would like to stay with you.” Maka’s voice showed how exhausted she was. She coiled over Harry’s heart, her tongue flicking in and out.
            Harry raised a hand to gently pet his passenger, “Alright. You can stay. You’re not very old are you?”
            ”No. I am quite young. Please don’t leave me alone with any more hatchlings. Otherwise I’ll bite you again.” The matter of fact tone made Harry chuckle. Harry lie there even when he heard the door to his bedroom open. Next thing he knew silver eyes were looking down at him.
            ”Your pathetic.” Draco smirked at the man lying in the tub.
            Harry waved his hand at the other, “Yes we’ve established that long ago ya toss pot”
            Kneeling beside the tub, Draco took a good look at the creature on Harry’s chest. “Will she let me pet her?”
            Glancing down at Maka, he raised an eyebrow in question. “Do you understand the English language Maka?” Maka nodded. She uncoiled herself enough to slither a little closer to Draco. Harry closed his eyes, “She understands English so you can just ask her things yourself. I’ll translate what she says if she says anything at all.”
            Draco extended a hand and gently caressed the small creature’s head. “What a beauty you are.” The man’s voice was filled with fascination.
            ”I like this human too.” Maka hissed.
            Harry chuckled then relayed the message. Draco smiled at her then stood. “Alright you two, you can’t sleep in the bathtub all night.” He swished his wand and suddenly Harry and Maka were levitating. Draco levitated both man and snake to the bed, bringing the warming rock with him. He set it on Harry’s night stand while lowering the two onto the bed. Draco hadn’t even finished lowering the two of them when soft snores rose from the brunette. Pointing to the rock with one hand, Draco held out his other hand to Maka.
            ”I’d move to the rock if I were you. He rolls in his sleep. We don’t want you getting crushed.” He waited a few seconds, not sure if the snake quite understood him but then she slithered onto his hand and lower arm and he gently laid her on the rock where she coiled up. “There you go. This will be a much safer place for you. Good night Maka. See you in the morning.” With that, Draco changed himself and stripped Harry as best he could before tucking them both into bed.

~~~~~

            Christmas day morning Harry woke up in his usual fashion. Tradition in their household Christmas eve the boys were allowed to stay up as long as they want which meant they could sleep in on Christmas day. As Harry had been busy the previous evening he assumed the boys had stayed up for as long as they wanted for he had yet to be disturbed by a small hand shaking him awake. Rolling out of bed, Harry groaned a bit as the cold weather made his hip begin to ache. But he cast that warming spell on himself before shuffling downstairs. The boys were yet to be awake which suited him perfectly. Glancing at the time, Harry sighed. 8 o’clock in the morning was by far too early for this day to wake up. But there was nothing he could do about it now so he made himself a pot of coffee. He stood in front of the window, gazing out upon the falling snow. He became so transfixed with watching the snow that he barely acknowledged in back of his mind that someone came up behind him.
            Harry didn’t even move when arms came around his hips and gently pulled him back to rest against a broad chest. A small pained groan pulled itself from Harry’s lips as his free hand went to rest on the hand pressing against his achy hip. The form leaned forward to press a soft kiss on the side of Harry’s neck.
            “Have you cast the warming charm on yourself?” Draco’s voice was soothing and Harry found muscles he hadn’t realized were tense instantly relaxed some. The brunette nodded, his voice still groggy from sleep.
            “Yeah. But it already ached when I woke up this morning.” Closing his eyes, Harry leaned his head back to rest it against Draco’s shoulder with a sigh. He’d long since realized how quickly he’d become spoiled with having Draco around the house. He seriously had a hard time imagining what it was like with the man to lean upon like he currently was.
            “Who is coming over this morning?”
            Harry shrugged, “I dont imagine anyone is coming over this morning. However I do suppose Hermione will want to spent the late morning with us since she’s no longer with Ron.”
            “The boys must still be sleeping right?” When Harry nodded Draco turned Harry around and locked lips with the man. “How long do you think the boys will be asleep??”
            A smile tugged at Harry’s lips. “They wont be awake for another couple hours I’d reckon. They do tend to sleep in on Christmas morning. Why?”
            “Mmm,” Draco took Harry’s cup and set it on the counter before guiding Harry to the couch where he had the man lie down. The blonde quickly followed, gripping Harry’s legs and spread them so he could settle between them. His raging hard on pressed against Harry’s ass teasingly. “I want to enjoy my presents.” The blonde lowered his head so he could nip and suck at Harry’s neck, causing the man to writhe and wiggle a bit.
            “You’re presents? You’re presents are under the tree.” Harry whined, rubbing his ass against Draco.
            “Those aren’t the presents I’m interested in right now. My present for now will be giving you yours.” Draco flicked his wand, effectively shutting off the floo network to the house. Then he went about undressing Harry. Once that was done Draco began worshiping Harry’s body. Draco did this anyways, whenever they had sex that is, but today he was being extra attentive. It made Harry forget the pain he’d been feeling all morning. Draco licked and sucked all the way down his body, coaxing Harry’s cock to full mast. Once done he could barely keep his mouth off of the hardened flesh. As usual, Harry’s fingers found their way into Draco’s long blonde hair, lightly tugging on those soft strands as pleasure coursed through his body.
            “Draco…” Harry panted, “We shouldn’t do this in the living room. What if the boys wake up early?”
            Draco chuckled softly, “Let them see.” The blonde came up to place light kisses on Harry’s neck and lips as he slipped a finger into the brunette. “Let them see what it looks like for their Papa to love their Dad.” He grinned extra wide at the gasp he pulled from the man below him as he brutally curled his finger over Harry’s prostate.
            “Ah! Draco!” Harry writhed underneath Draco completely blissed out. He was panting and moaning when he felt something being pushed into him. “What are you doing Draco?” Harry asked, for whatever it was spreading him open was definitely not Draco’s cock. As soon as it stopped moving, Draco muttered a word and whatever it was began to vibrate. “Bloody hell!!” Harry cried softly, his eyes flying open to stare at Draco.
            That ever classic Malfoy smirked looked back at him. “What a lovely expression.” Draco muttered another word and the object inside of Harry began to move in and out.
            “Draco… Mmm” Harry threw his head back, his back arching.
            “I do hope you like you’re present Harry. I am certainly happy with it. I thought this dildo would look lovely in you.”
            “You got me a dildo for our first Christmas together! Ah!” Harry writhed. The dildo pretty much acted like piston driving into the brunette at such a fast pace. It was plenty big, not bigger than Draco but there was a large bulb designed into it for every time the dildo slipped into Harry it brushed against his prostate, and between that and the constant vibrating his prostate was mercilessly assaulted.
            “Yes I did. I’ve been wanting to see how you looked playing with yourself and so I thought this a great opportunity to see it done. And I must say, this is a beautiful site!” Draco’s silver eyes were glued to Harry, particularly to the spot where the purple dildo slipped in and out of his lover. He was fascinated. He’d watched before as he’d sunk his own cock into the tight body, but watching as something else did the same thing was beyond arousing.
            Lifting his legs up further, Harry reached and spread himself even more, his voice pleading. “Please Draco. I love my present but please,” the man whined as his prostate was particularly brutalized, “Please. I dont want to cum because of this.”
            The brunette’s pleas made Draco’s cock twitch. It was a plea Draco couldn’t ignore. Immediately he shed his clothes and settled between Harry’s spread legs once again. Speaking the magic words to stop the dildo’s movements, Draco didn’t waste a single moment as he pulled the dildo out and slipped his cock straight into Harry’s waiting body.
            “Ah!” Harry cried, feeling truly full. The room filled with gasps and moans as Draco thrust into Harry in fast shallow movements. It didn’t take long for Harry to cum all over his and Draco’s chests. But Draco kept going. It wasn’t until Draco coaxed Harry to cum once more that the blonde finally buried himself to the hilt and came deep inside the man.
            The two panted heavily as they came down from their high. When Draco had caught his breath, he pulled Harry into a long sensual kiss. It was some time before the two pulled away from each other. But when they did, they smiled happily.
            “Happy Christmas Harry.”
            “Happy Christmas Draco.”

            Once all the inhabitants at the Potter house were awake, Christmas began at the house. There were multiple reasons for this Christmas being different than previous years. Not only had Draco joined Harry and the boys that morning, or rather that afternoon to open presents, but Narcissa and Hermione also joined them. Both boys were excited to meet Narcissa whom Harry had not allowed them to meet until that morning. And they were beyond happy with their Christmas presents. Andromeda joined the group a little later on and for a brief moment the sisters stared at each other. But then they smiled softly and began an amicable conversation that lasted quite a while.
            Harry was beyond happy when George arrived at his door right before dinner. He couldn’t have asked for a better Christmas gift. He warmly greeted the red head and invited him in. Draco and George had a momentary standoff but in the end, George smiled widely and shook Draco’s hand. The two immediately began bashing Ron in the worst ways.
            After that, the evening went smoothly. Everyone seemed happy to be there, even Narcissa. When the night came to a close the only guest left was George. George pulled Harry into the empty library and insisted on taking the boys for the night. Harry narrowed his eyes at the red head when he made the proposal.
            ”What are you planning George?”
            The redhead shrugged his shoulders innocently, “I have a new product that I’d like the boys to try out. Besides,” George stepped in close, giving Harry a teasing nudge with his elbow while waggling his eyebrow, “I think blondie over there would like to do some rather interesting things upstairs if you know what I mean.”
            ”George!” Harry punched the man in the arm.
            George rolled his eyes, “Don’t give me that. You and I both know you’ve been needing a good shag for years. Now that Draco is in the picture I intend to give you every opportunity possible to make sure that happens. So, whether you like it or not, I’m taking the boys tonight and we will have a blast while you get your pretty little arse pounded into the mattress.”
            When they returned to the living room, George lead the way grinning triumphantly while Harry followed behind him, his face flushed a bright cherry red. Ciel and Teddy where sitting next to Draco who was reading them a story out of a fairy tale book Hermione had gotten them both for Christmas.
            ”Boys, you’ve been invited over to Uncle George’s house tonight. He says he has something you two might like to try out.” He couldn’t help but smile when the two boys shrieked and ran upstairs to pack a bag. Moments later they came downstairs with a backpack full of clothes and toys.
            ”Alright you two. Are you ready? Say goodbye to your parents” George waited as Ciel and Teddy took turns kissing Harry and Draco goodnight. When that was done, George took their hands and smiled at Draco. “Good night Draco. It was nice seeing you on good terms.” Draco inclined his head with a smile then George turned to Harry. “Have a fun night Harry,” He winked and took the boys through the fire before Harry had any chance of saying anything. Instead, Harry was left feeling the heat increase in his cheeks as he stared at the fire.
            Draco reached over and pulled Harry over so he sat in the blonde’s lap. “What was that about? I thought the boys were staying here tonight.”
            Harry groaned, “George insisted. He said I was in need of a good shag tonight and he was going to provide the opportunity for it to happen.”
            His answer made Draco raise an eyebrow, “Did he now? Well I can’t say I’m too disappointed with that plan.” He smirked and picked Harry up bridal style. “Since we have the time, lets have another look at the present I got you. I dont think I quite got the hang of how it worked this morning.” Draco carried his lover upstairs and plopped him on the bed. The smirk on Draco’s face told Harry that he would not be getting any sleep tonight and Harry couldn’t wait to get started.
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