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Borderline	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 21276 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Title: Borderline

Pairing: HarryxDraco, pre-slash SeamusxGeorge, implied RonxHermione

Fandom: HP

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Summary: Non-Epilogue compliant post-Battle of Hogwarts fic. WWW Partner Harry Potter is attacked by unknown persons and left for dead. He creates a portkey to take himself, Andromeda and Teddy to a place of Safety. Single parent Draco Malfoy is living quietly out of the politics of the Post-Second Wizarding war. Together can they give each other the happiness they've been missing?

A/N: Part of the same universe as Baiting of Rose.

Chapter 5

Andromeda was somehow not surprised to find her nephew hiding out in Severus’ abandoned lab.

It was cold and dark in there without a working Potion’s Master.

“What’s the matter?”

“Harry was…joking about our consummating the bonding contract. Thinking about sex is difficult for me…he’s put it all in my hands. I wanted to choose my own sexual partner…I…”

“Do you feel like Harry is taking advantage of you?” Andromeda said conjuring a chair and sitting beside him.

“No…the opposite. He wants me to be comfortable. He said he knows nothing about sex and put his trust in me. How does he know I won’t hurt him?”

“Because he knows you’ve been hurt and you hated it. Harry thinks you like him. As such I think he believes that you’ll want to make it a good experience. For all his bluster he’s a good kid. He had a bad childhood, Ted would have insisted on seeing him if he’d known. He would have been good for you too. He’s a Potter and they don’t just bed anyone. They fall in love once, always during the first few years at Hogwarts. Weren’t you the one to make the most impression on him in school?” Andromeda chuckled.

Draco swallowed, “I guess…”

“Nymphadora said he was always complaining about you, always aware of you. You were the one to lock him in a compartment under his invisibility cloak. Did you know It was a Deathly Hallow?

He’d once held two Deathly Hallows in his hands? Both the Elder Wand and Death’s own Invisibility Cloak?

“If Death couldn’t see beneath it why could I?” Draco frowned.

Andromeda chuckled, “Perhaps, you’re soulmates? Were you always aware of one another?”

Draco nodded.

“Perhaps you wanted his attention because he was only one who mattered.. I once picked on Ted because I cared for him despite my upbringing.”

“That seems rather Black of you, your mother fell for someone also deemed beneath her. A dirty Halfblood son of a bloodtraitor, who turned out to be one of the bravest Slytherins I ever knew and the finest brewer I’ve ever met. My Ted became the most respected Mind Healer despite his blood. The Ministry and St. Mungos called him in often as a consultant. If Harry is going to continue working at George’s shop he’ll be very much in the public view. His career is very different from what one might expect.”

“I think it suits him.” Draco said quietly, “He’s not the type to want to appease people. He liked Quidditch best when he was flying against me. I was the closest thing to competition he had.”

“If you like him, do something unexpected. Court him.”

Draco swallowed.

“Well do you just want to get him into bed or do you want prove your worth as a Bondmate before then?”

“I would want to be worthy of him.”

“Then do what no one else has, prove that you know the real Harry. Get to know his friends. Find out what he really cares about, what he wants and find a way to give him that.”

“He wants a family…he’s always been jealous of those with parents and siblings. He has no one to confide in. He needs someone to trust, someone to cherish him. And someone to show him he has value beyond his name and reputation.”

“You are rather wise for a Malfoy. It must be the Black in you. Knowing all of that, How will you find a way to support him? Can you stand at his side and be strong or will you continue to hide? As terrible as the war was for you, can you truly expect as Harry’s bonded to be allowed to hide out here?” Andromeda chuckled to herself.

Draco sighed, “I had hoped that Uncle Sev might help me qualify as a first class potions master. It’s always been my dream to be just like him. Now that he’s gone away…no one will train me.”

Andromeda scoffed, “I trained Ted and he was dreadful, Severus is somewhat above my skill but I am also certified as a First Class, Potions Mistress. I no longer have my lab but with Severus’ lab here and what he had at his home and Hogwarts I will be more than capable of training you if you like. Surely, you would prefer to trust your own brewing for your family than another’s? With your family’s past, someone might want to punish you with poison or something. Or they would target your kids to punish the both of you. Harry for marrying a Death Eater and you for daring to defile their Hero by bonding to him.”

Draco groaned, “I will never be treated decently. If I hadn’t been so horrid in school…”

“Then you must strive to teach Scorpius and Teddy to be wiser. They can’t go to Hogwarts and treat others shamefully. After all, pureblood-centric beliefs will be deemed inappropriate for quite a while. After all, they will blame most purebloods for the war even if they fought with Harry.” Andromeda warned.

“He is the only one who might still want me as terribly as I’ve treated him and as loathsome a person as I am.”

“Harry couldn’t like someone unworthy. He sees only the good in people.”

“He spent our entire Sixth Year believing I was up to no good.” Draco grumbled.

“Weren’t you? You did let Death Eaters into the school.”

“The Dark Lord was going to kill mother…” Draco frowned, “Father was in Azkaban, I was the only one who could protect her. Being branded an evil person was a small price to pay for my mother’s life.”

“Now she doesn’t need your protection. You must be the Head of your Family and make choices that are the best for your family. Allowing your mother to be legally bound to your godfather and to attempt to carry his children while choosing to bond to someone who seems to respect you enough to make your son legitimate is the beginning of such a path. You can understand what he needs but can you give it to him”

Draco sighed, hugging himself, “I want to. He’s saved my life. he returned my wand and he wants to adopt Scorpius. Perhaps, the way to both our hearts is through our children.”

Andromeda patted his shoulder, “I think that learning what he likes best is as important as learning what he dislikes. Harry is a complex, yet simple person. It is hard to not care about him. I was resolved to dislike him but he has become dear to me. Perhaps, my Nymphadora and her Remus were right to choose Harry. He’s a good kid who cares deeply for my grandson.”

“He seems to like Scorpius as well…”

“An insecure man couldn’t appreciate the gesture of your gesture of making Teddy Scorpius’ milk brother. It is a kind-hearted person who can share something so precious as that. I knew many witches who couldn’t do such a thing. For all Molly’s apparent kindness when her cousin begged her adopt his magical daughter, she threw him out. His Mafalda was of an age with her Ginny and she couldn’t find it in her heart to take the poor girl in.”

“Mafalda Prewett? She was the daughter of a squib and a Muggle correct?” Draco frowned.

“Surely sure a pedigree had her treated shamefully.” Andromeda nodded.

“To make things more difficult for her, the girl was Sorted into Slytherin.”

Andromeda sighed, “It’s a shame that she could put on such an act of affection when it came to Harry and yet couldn’t open her heart to anyone else. She tried to set Nymphadora up with her eldest son and yet when they were growing up she never once invited my daughter over for a play date. After all, your cousin was a yearmate of her Charlie. They may have been in different Houses but they could have at least played together.”

“I knew the Patil twins growing up and they were sorted into Ravenclaw and Slytherin. They attended Hecate’s with Pansy, I did attend there on occasion but I received better education from Uncle Sev.”

“No wonder you were so ahead of your classmates. Not all twins are like the Weasley twins. The Prewett and Greengrass-Lovegood twins were sorted unto different Houses. Just because on the outside you look alike, even twins have different personalities. Bellatrix was often said to look a lot like me but with a dark cast. Bella had both a darker hair and personality. Not that I wasn’t capable of out-Slytherining most but she was the crueller sister.”

“She was the one who was going to kill Mother.” Draco sighed.

“She was the one who supposedly kill my daughter, I was not surprise really. Hurt yes but not surprised, Bella would have killed me if she could but for all her Dark Arts and Fear curses, Bella could never match my wand work. I was one of the best at dueling and I was once widely admired…until I ran away with Ted to get away from your father.”

“I see you wanted to avoid my mother’s fate.”

“My sister’s greatest failing was that she lacked the courage to stand up for herself. There are two types of Blacks in this world, those who stand up for themselves and spit on the world that those who are led by the nose and spit on. You must choose carefully what sort of a person you wish to be.”

Draco was left alone in the dark to contemplate his future and what sort of relationship he wanted with Harry.

XoooooX

Harry was pacing in the front parlour, his hands alternating from his pockets to his wild hair.

“I said too much. I had to have. I scared him off. This is why I don’t do relationships. Merlin.” Harry collapsed on a settee.

Neville frowned at him, “I thought you’d been sleeping together since the Battle.”

Harry blinked at him, “What? Oh yes of course…”

Neville sighed, “You never were a very good liar Harry.”

Harry blinked again, “What are you talking about?”

“You’ve never so much as kissed another bloke have you? Are you really going to keep pretending you’re Malfoy’s lover?”

“On paper we’re bonded Neville.” Harry sighed.

“You don’t have any idea what to do with a man do you?”

“Where would I learn besides books? Poufs and wizards are equally bad in my relatives’ books. Sirius never mentioned whether being a poof was acceptable and I’ve never seen a gay couple…” Harry shrugged.

“Dunbar and Tolipan were a couple. Nobody cared. Did Hermione never say anything?”

Harry shrugged, “She rarely had much to say about her dormmates. Dunbar was Quidditch and Auror obsessed. Is she in the program?”

Neville nodded, “Would have rather been her partner than Ron’s. Coward. Sure I always thought you were hot but I never would have made a move. I thought you were with Ginny…yet she kept trying to get me to sleep with her when I was seeing Luna. You’re better off without her.”

Harry smirked, “I traded in the biggest slut for the hottest guy in our year.”

“Malfoy seems to be decent. He has a gorgeous son. Are you sure it’s yours?”

“What’s Draco’s is mine and what’s mine is Draco’s.” Harry said vaguely.

“That’s it. We’re both virgins when it comes to guys. We’re going out, we’ll wear glamours but we’re heading to Diagon Alley.” Neville announced rising.

“Why?”

“We’re picking on books on sex for bent wizards and you need to make two appointments with the person Hermione calls a ‘nosy beetle’.” Neville smirked.

“I guess I better write out a note from myself for the beetle.” Harry muttered. “Um…how do I…”

Neville chuckled, “Summon a house elf? Snap your fingers.”

Harry frowned, “How,”

“How do I know? Gran has house elves. We’ve always treated ours courteously so I didn’t see the point of Hermione’s SPEW.” Neville shrugged.

Harry chuckled, snapping his fingers.

A house elf appeared at once, “What would Master Draco’s consort be wanting?”

“Parchment and ink for a letter.”

“Treca go at once.”

Harry sighed, “Just because I agreed to meet with Skeeter doesn’t mean I want to.”

Neville smirked, “Well, you did give her an exclusive once. If she give as a good of an interview as that time in the Three Broomsticks it will be fine right?”

Harry nodded.

The elf returned with a small stack of parchment, an eagle feather quill and a small pot of black ink.

Harry set the ink on the table between them and uncorked it, dipping the quill into it.

After a few moments of reflection he wrote…

Dear Ms. Skeeter,

It has been a while hasn’t it. I am sorry that I’ve been dodging your owls but I’ve needed to spend the time since the battle reflecting on it and helping my friends recover.

I would be willing to allow you to interview me at the Leaky Cauldron in a private room. I shall be there in three days around 3 in the afternoon.

If you do not attend I shall never give this paper another interview.

Sincerely,

Harry Potter

He folded the letter and sealed it with conjured melted wax using the Potter seal. He didn’t usually care about such things but he did wish to keep his status as his father’s heir known even if he hadn’t been born a Potter.

“You went all quiet on me. Anything wrong Harry?” Neville asked staring at him.

Harry blinked, “What? No…of course not.” He snapped his fingers again.

The same elf appeared at once, “Yes Master Harry sir?”

“Please inform Draco that Neville and I are running an errand in Diagon Alley. I’ll be under glamour so I should be safe.”

“Master Harry be safe. Mast Draco worry if you gone long. Master Draco like Master Harry a lot.” Then the house elf wrung their hands, “Oh…Treca speak out of turn. Treca go iron,”

Harry patted her shoulder, “Don’t. I needed to hear that. I’m ordering you to forget you said that and not punish yourself.”

“Master Harry be good master.”

Harry smiled at the elf, “My things were all burned in Andromeda’s house…”

“Master Harry be needing outdoor things. Treca go find some. Some of Master Draco’s old things might fit.”

Harry blushed, “I’ve been wearing Draco’s clothes for the last two days.” He tilted his nose to sniff his shirt, “they smell like cedar…”

Neville chuckled, “You’ve got it bad…”

Harry blushed, “You should see George…he nearly orgasms every time Seamus opens his mouth.”

Neville bit his lip, “I used to get hard watching you fly…but you were always a world away. Even now, I’m still…what was that term the Muggleborn girls used…oh yes ‘friend zoned’.”

Harry sighed, “I guess I’m a Potter at heart…Draco made the biggest impression on me First Year and I guess it sort of grew.”

“I was just the chubby boy always in the way who embarrassed everyone.”

Harry frowned, “You’re not that way. You’re a friend yes, a good friend. If you are really serious about preferring guys some guys is going to come around and sweep you off your feet.”

“Too bad all the good ones are taken.”

The elf from before, Treca returned with an old Slytherin scarf and a dress overcoat design that Harry remembered from the time he dragged Draco through the snow his third year.

Harry stared at the Slytherin scarf, touching it absently, “To think I might have had one of my own if things had turned out differently. I wonder…if the Sorting hat knew about my parentage…” he wrapped the scarf around his neck before weaving the glamour.

Neville blinked at him, “You don’t look much like you at all.”

Harry smirked, “That is the point.”

They flooded from the Manor to Diagon Alley.

Neville held out his hand, “If you give me that I’ll use the charm I learned in Training to sent memos.”

Harry handed over the letter, “Sure.”

Neville tapped it; the letter grew wings and flew towards the Daily Prophet’s headquarters.

“The Beetle or the bookstore?” Neville asked.

Harry shook his head, “Lets got check on George. I haven’t been to the shop in two days.”

“I hope you didn’t worry George too much.” Neville scratched his head.

The two made their way to the Joke shop.

It was still closed but the door unlocked at Harry’s approach.

“George? I’m here…” Harry called out cancelling the glamour.

To their surprise they had walked in to see Seamus kissing George with a hand in his trousers.

George turned red, “Merlin’s Balls!”

Seamus blinked, “Neville? Aren’t you supposed to be in Auror Training?”

“He’s my temporary bodyguard,” Harry smirked, “A bunch of nutcases attacked me after work the other day. Almost killed me, it took two experts in Dark Arts and Healing to fix me up. They burnt down Andromeda’s house.”

“Where are you staying them?” the red-faced Irish man asked, his hand having moved from inside George’s trousers to the older former Gryffindor’s hip.

Harry chuckled, “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but I’ll tell you anyway. I’m living with Draco Malfoy. We called out our mutual life debts and came to an agreement. We’re bonded, we’re living together and I’m seriously attracted to him. We’re raising Teddy together. He’s going to give me the protection of his wards and I’ll help him learn to exist in a post-Snake face world.”

“They’ve been sleeping together for a while.” Neville frowned, “He didn’t even tell us he had a lover. Imagine my surprise when I arrived at Malfoy Manor of all places and caught them holding a child that looked just like Draco while snogging.”

Seamus gasped, “It’s Harry’s?”

Harry blushed, “Yeah…” he toyed with Draco’s old scarf.

“Are those his clothes?” George blinked.

“Well the only clothes I had were ruined by curses and the rest were in Lavender Vale when it burnt down.”’ Harry snapped.

Seamus held up his hands, “Cool it. It’s fine. If you like Malfoy we’ll deal. It’s your life and you’ll have to deal with the publicity when it gets out but we won’t tell. George won’t blab if I have to tie him to a bed.”

George turned as red as his hair, “Seamus!”

“Well since Draco already claimed Neville, when we have an official bonding later I thought…well it was Draco’s idea, that I ask you to be my Witness.” Harry mumbled.

George blinked, “Well sure…if you’ll be mine.”

“So who are you asking Seamus?”

Seamus smirked, “Dean of course. He’s been taking care of the Patil sisters. Their parents were killed because they wouldn’t join the Death Eaters and convince their Ministry to join the old creep. I think he should be a Mind Healer and use art in his therapy. I think Pavarti likes him. Padma is upset because her lover died in the battle.”

“Who was is?”

“Some Ravenclaw in our year, a Su Li.” Seamus shrugged.

“So will you be coming in still?” George asked nervously.

“Sure. If you leave the floo open.” Harry smirked.

“Yeah…next time let us know when you’re going to be here so you don’t walk in us…” Seamus chuckled.

Harry laughed, “Yeah, yeah. I’m glad one of you jumped the other because Draco and I were already hatching plots to get George into bed with you.”

“That’s it!” George hissed, “You’re fired!”

Harry pouted, “Why? I was only thinking about you boss….”

“Yeah boosss….he was only wanting to make you happy. By giving you me of course.” Seamus smirked.

“Don’t get cocky, I let you pet me once and I you think we’re going to be bonded.” George sniffed.

“Oh we are. I plan on use both being O’Shanesey-Weasley after all.” Seamus leaned over to kiss him. “Since I have your business partner’s blessing, what else do I need?”

“Not that family’s because we both know the his mother, Ron and Ginny will flip tables. I think his grandfather’s great fun. He’d probably like you. I bet he went to school with your grandparents.” Harry snickered.

“Don’t I get a say in this?” George glared, “It is my life.”

“You’ve got to move on George. It hurts and no one gets it but you deserve to be happy. You’re going to be bonded, have kids and build a successful business so when you die an old man you can brag to Fred. That way he can be jealous.” Harry shook his head.

“I’ve got to live for both us don’t I?” George frowned.

“Yes but as yourself. You’re not going to make yourself miserable by trying to be Fred. If you tried to go out with Angelina all three of us would beat some sense into you.” Neville warned.

“Angelina nice and all but I’m not going to share you with a girl.” Seamus frowned. “Lee always had a thing for her didn’t he? He’s just the bloke to help her recover from Fred’s death.

“They never really were serious. Angelina wanted to see how serious Lee was about her so she pretended to be serious about Fred. Fred…only really loved Hermione. She just never looked at him. He never understood why she liked Ron…” George shrugged.

Harry snorted, “I’m not happy with either of them at present. Well I’ve got some errands to run. I just thought I’d step in a moment. You make a cute couple. Cowardice isn’t an option George. You’re Gryffindor. Seamus is a great guy, rumour has it he terrorized the Carrows. I don’t think you can scare him off.”

He recast his glamour and slipped out of the shop.

“HARRY! YOU’RE FIRED!”

Harry chuckled, “No I’m not.”

Neville burst out laughing, “I can’t believe we walked in on that.”

“Neither can I…”.

“Do me a favour, ward any room you do that in.” Neville said quietly, “I don’t really want to see you too like that.”

Harry patted his shoulder, “Sure thing. I’d hate to upset you like that and Draco wouldn’t like it either. We’re a bit possessive.”

Actually since Draco was raped, Harry doubted that someone seeing his body without his consent would be wise.

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
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