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

The lift gave a pathetic ping as it reached the families floor and its doors squeaked loudly as they opened. Kian and Elly rushed out in giggles, holding a little bag of sweets each that Draco had treated all his children too with the last of his money from the Diagon Alley branch of 'Weasley's Wizard Wheezes'. Jamie was helping his dad carry his brothers shopping bags with one hand, the other held his own bag of sweets and the flats key. He was getting the door today as Draco's arms were full with the majority of the bags, mostly the heavy ones like the books whilst Kai was carrying his new uniform, easily navigating the familiar hallway.

"Dad! There's an owl in the living room!" Elly shouted as they youngest three rushed in as soon as the door was open. "It's gonna bite me! Get it away! Ahhhh!" Elly screamed loudly and Draco rushed in, dropping the bags on the sofa he picked up his screaming daughter who had been frozen to the spot.

"It's ok Elly, it's ok, the owls not gonna hurt you," Draco said quietly, treating her as though she were two not six. "Look you've scared it now, it's moved away." The owl had indeed moved closer to the wall of the room, away from the little girl and it's head was cocked to the side as if to say 'What isthat girl screaming about? I'm only delivering a letter.' Kian had dropped his bag of sweet and was making his way slowly to the owl, his curiosity spiked.

"It's got something tied to it's leg daddy," he said quietly.

"It'll be letter."

"A letter? Doesn't the postman bring all of out letters in the morning?" Jamie piped up with a frown. "Why would an owl have a letter anyway?"

"That's how wizards send their post, their letters. They don't use the post office like muggles do," Draco explained calmly, rocking Elly gently as his only girl slowly calmed down and gazed at the owl with interest rather than fear. "Will you get he letter for me Kian? Be gentle and it won't bite you." He watched closely, just in case, as Kian crawled forwards on his hands and knees. The bird held its leg out.

"He's clever," Kian giggled. The bird bristled indignantly.

"I think Kian, it's a she."

"Oh, sorry," Kian apologised to the owl and carefully untied the letter from the owls extended leg, "Thank you." Kian hurried over to where Draco stood and handed over the heavy letter.

"Daddy?" Kian asked confused.

"It's for me so how about you three go and help Kai pack his things into his trunk while I read it?" Draco suggested, gently putting Elly back onto the floor. Kian and Elly nodded and between them took the bags from the chair where Draco had dropped them, making faces at how heavy they were.

"I don't want to help Kai pack," Jamie said sulkily, "I want to watch TV."

"If you help them with the packing then you can watch TV for half an hour. Not before," Draco said sternly, he didn't like his children watching too much TV. Grumbling about how unfair it was Jamie stomped into the room he and Kai shared.

"Are you alright Dad?" Kai asked when he was alone with Draco.

"Yes, of course. You go and sort your things out," Draco sighed and gently stroked Kai's soft hair, "Go on, I'm just going to read this letter." Kai nodded softly and easily made his way to his room and once he was alone Draco sat heavily down on the old sofa and opened the letter.

Dear Draco,

For so long I have wanted to write their words and know that you are reading them but now that the time has come I don't know what to say. I must have practised this over a thousand times but none of what I imagined would do you justice. Oh dear, my handwriting has changed so much due to the shakes that I suffer you probably don't know who this is.

It's Lucius, your father and I have missed you more than you can possibly imagine. Mr Potter hasn't let me see my grandson in two years. He believes that seeing the grandfather of his absent father would upset Jason. Truthfully I think he just doesn't want to see you in me, he's managed to convince everyone he's moved on. I'm sorry, I've strayed from the subject of my letter, my apologies.

I wish to meet with you my son, to talk with you. There are so many things that I can't say in a letter but cannot go unsaid. But of course I will respect your wishes if you do not wish to see me or even hear from me again, it will hurt my heart but my heart does not have much longer to hurt anyway. Only know this my little Dragon, nothing you say or do will change my will. I leave you and your family everything.

Give your children a kiss from their grandfather, from me, please.

Your Loving Father,

Lucius Malfoy.

X X X

Draco's face was covered with a frown by the time he finished the first wizarding letter (apart from Kai's school letter of course) he'd gotten in ten years. His father…oh how he missed his father. So many times he'd thought of writing to him but it would have revealed him and his family to the people he'd run from. So he hadn't. He'd written letters yes, even addressed and sealed them but he'd never posted them, he'd put them in an old shoe box under his bed. The box was nearly full now.

But now, now was different. He was already returning to the wizarding world to give his son the chances that he himself had. So now…now he could. Grabbing a muggle notepad and Biro he wrote a quick reply,

Father,

I will meet with you for lunch. Café Merlin on Diagon Alley. We can talk.

I have missed you too father.

Love Draco. xXxXx

He ripped the page from the notebook and folded it in half, writing his fathers name and address on one side of the fold. Moving swiftly he moved to the owl, stroking the back of her head gently as he one handily attached the note to the owls leg, the ability to do some things never left a person it seemed.

"I'm afraid I don't have any owl treats but thank you very much for your services," Draco spoke to the owl softly, rubbing the back of the elegant creatures head gently. The owl actually seemed to bow her head before she flew out of the open window, a window that Draco was sure he'd only left open a crack when they'd left. It seemed that owls could open window's now.

"We've finished helping Kai, can I watch TV now?" Jason asked as he rushed into the room, standing beside his dad as Draco shut the window.

"Half an hour."

"But daaaaaad…" Jamie whined loudly.

"Half an hour now and a movie after tea or more time now and early to bed," Draco said calmly, heading to the kitchen to prepare said tea. The words early to bed did it, Jamie hated going to bed early above almost everything else. Well except going to the Dentist, that was the thing that all his children hated above all else.

"OK, half an hour," Jamie sighed sadly, slumping down in the lumpy sofa before reaching over and grabbing the remote, flicking the TV on and finding something that he wanted to watch. "Can I pick the movie?"

"No, it's Kian's turn."

"But daaaaaad…"

A/N Sorry it's short. Next Chapter - 'Jealousy'.
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