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Three Powerful Words	By : Severus1snape Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 3707 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Five
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Draco stood there another couple of minutes after Harry´s abrupt departure, clearing his head of immature thoughts of running after him. Draco´s chest constricted as he watched him leave. The man, Draco´s own body, mind and soul had been craving for years.

Breathe Draco, he is off limits. You simply lost your footing when faced with a life behind bars, that´s all. He lured you out with his words of confession, words he should never have said, let alone in public.

He straightened himself to the Malfoy proud-looking posture before walking towards the exit to return home. Without his damned wand. He felt like only half a man; a man that craved some Harry Potter. He could admit that to himself by now.

Stop that! You´ve had your fun, now it´s time to do what´s right, not what you want. You´re a Malfoy heir, there is no wanting; there can never be any wanting.

He reached the fireplace and came to a halt before going through it.

Maybe if I took him on as a lover? No! He will ruin you, he will tempt you too much. He might even convince you to get a divorce.

He shuddered. No Malfoy had ever divorced, could you imagine the scandal it should bring? He went into the fireplace and, shortly after, landed inside Malfoy Manor.

“Dragon? Oh, my sweet Dragon.” His mother almost ran towards him from the chair in which she had been sitting.

“Mother.” He embraced her gently. “I´m free, but they took my wand for a year.”

They pulled apart and his mother kissed his cheek. “I was so afraid you would be –“ She sniffed with as much grace she could under the circumstances.

“Me too, mother.”

“Come, we must have tea and then you can explain all about the trial. Tibby!”

A pop rang almost silently and the house elf bowed when she took the orders while Narcissa guided her son towards the sitting room.

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POP.

“That must be Harry,” Neville said.

“Huh, what is he doing back already?” Ron asked from somewhere on the floor in the living room.

Hermione frowned. “It doesn´t look like a good sign –“

“Harry?” Ron called when they heard him stomp upstairs.

Moments later, the door was shut so loudly that they feared it had been blasted off its hinges. He made to get up but Hermione stopped him in the process.

“Maybe no male should go, just in case?” She said, biting her lip in concern. She looked around to Ron beside her on the floor, Luna and Neville sitting on the couch and Seamus and Dean on a chair each. They had been allowed to stay here by Harry until they figured out what to do about jobs or further education.

Of course, Hermione had already been accepted to start working in the Magical Creature Department at the Ministry, Ron and Harry would be starting Auror training together with Dean and Seamus, and Neville would be studying under a legend in Herbology who only took in students every tenth year or so. None of them had any plans to leave Grimmauld Place in the near future, and Harry was glad to have the company, but they had all insisted on paying rent while they lived there. Well, Ron was still grumpy about it of course, even with the huge amount of Galleons they had received from the Ministry for ´Heroic and cunning efforts.´

Hermione had, of course, twisted his arm to agreeing. Women and their damned withholding sex never failed to work! Besides, between the two of them, as a couple, they had more than enough to buy a large house and furnish it. Harry had, of course, received ten times more than the two of them combined, but he just shrugged it off and let it stay in his Gringotts vault with the rest of his fortunes from both the Black and the Potter lines.

“I´ll go,” Luna offered and left her boyfriend Neville with a cold spot where they had been molded together. He smiled as she went upstairs.

Once Luna reached Harry´s bedroom door, she knocked.

“Go away,” he yelled.

“Harry Potter, you open this door right now, or I´ll summon the Gitsl bettles to attack you!” she threatened. She heard scrambling and the door slowly opened.

“What the hell are those, Luna?”

She noticed his tear-streaked cheeks, of course, but ignored them, for now. “Haven´t the faintest, but it got you to let me in.” She moved past him and sat on his bed.

Harry growled, slammed the door shut and joined her. “Not in the mood to chat. You´re lucky they sent you; anyone else I would have murdered…”

“Thus the reason for me being here.” She put her arm around Harry as she lay down beside him.

“Neville will kill me if he sees you.” Harry grumbled, in an effort to get her to leave.

She laughed. “Nah, why would he be jealous of your gorgeous self with you being gay and all?” She winked and they fell silent.

Harry closed his eyes. “He told me to get lost, Luna… why would he… I don´t understand, why…”

She nodded in understanding. “He´s a pure-blood.”

He looked at her. “W-what? Why would tha-“

“His duties as a pure-blood are to marry and have children, one at the very least. Every pure-blood goes through that ordeal when choosing a partner in life. Being an only child is harder, they will have to follow the bloodline-“

“That´s rubbish!” He sat up. “We love each other, why can´t we just-“

“I know Harry. I´m sorry sweetheart.” The look he received was love filled and respectful.

“It´s not bloody fair Luna, I don´t want anyone else,” he whispered. He dropped to the bed again.

“Mm, well, maybe if-“

“If what???” He blurted out eagerly.

“Well, I learned growing up, as a pure-blood myself, that if a gay heir were to marry and refuse to wear the family name and take on his lover´s instead, then the rules can be bent slightly. He would have to still provide an heir or more with a woman, but he would not be forced to marrying her since he has submitted himself to another bloodline. That would satisfy his own bloodline´s need of continuing and, in the meantime, he could avoid marrying a woman, as his blood would still be the in heir he fathered. However, the woman would have to be a pureblood also.”

Harry had listened intensely while Luna spoke. “He won´t do that, I´m a half-blood. He would never call himself Potter. And what kind of woman would agree to that?”

“You´re right, he wouldn´t,” Luna simply stated and Harry growled.

“I love him so much Luna; it hurts so freaking much.”

She patted his back. “I know sweetheart. Get some rest.”

Harry nodded and she left him alone, silently shutting the door after her before returning to the others.

“So?” Dean said when he saw her.

“Malfoy dumped him over his pure-blood responsibilities.”

Seamus, Dean, and Hermione needed explanations on what exactly that meant, so Luna offered her knowledge. Ron got up onto his knees and growled when she was finished.

“What are you doing mate?” Seamus wondered.

“Fire calling the bloody Ferret…”
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