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Harry Potter: Made For Each Other	By : IBegToDreamAndDiffer Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Lucius Views: 28187 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 8
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Harry and Lucius spent all their time together over the next few days, growing more comfortable with each other. Lucius no longer flipped out when Harry teased him, or when they argued over small things. He was always fearfull his veela would take control, especially since Harry hadn't let him rub against the teenager since the first time. Harry would tease him endlessly when Lucius had to disappear and have a cold shower.

Lucius learned that Harry had been staying at Sirius Black's house before rescuing him from Azkaban. Dumbledore was the one who had suggested Lucius might feel more comfortable at Hogwarts rather then Grimmauld Place. Also, he and Harry would have some privacy to get to know each other, and Lucius could visit Severus.

They ate breakfast, lunch, and dinner together, learning each other's favourite foods, their likes and dislikes. Lucius liked reading and often Harry curled up on his lap in the study, watching Lucius read through both Muggle and magical texts. Harry mostly enjoyed reading about Quidditch, magical creatures, and the Dark Arts. Luckily Lucius was an expert on the Dark Arts and he shared a lot of his personal books and notes with the teenager.

Three weeks after being released from Azkaban, the two were curled up together in one of the arm chairs when there was a knock on the portrait. Harry stood and when he came back he was accompanied by Severus Snape and Albus Dumbledore.

Lucius would always feel comfortable in Severus' presence but he was still nervous around Dumbledore. He'd only defected during the last few months of the war and was worried the older wizard would punish him, even though they'd spent a few hours alone in each other's company.

'Relax, Lucius,' Dumbledore smiled, taking a seat on the spare arm chair and regarding him. 'I have no intentions of hurting you.'

It didn't help and Lucius sat stiffly, as though ready to run at a moment's notice.

Severus tutted and sat on the couch. 'To what do we owe the pleasure?' Harry asked, sitting back on Lucius' lap. Severus smirked when Lucius' arms immediately wrapped around the Gryffindor's waist.

'I wanted to see how you and Lucius were doing,' Dumbledore said. 'We haven't seen you for a few days, Harry.'

Harry blushed. 'Just... getting to know each other,' he said.

Dumbledore nodded. 'As I've told you before, Harry, I am supporting this relationship one hundred percent. You and Lucius both deserve the companionship and love.' He smiled at Lucius' face, the Slytherin's mouth having fallen open. 'So you two are doing well?' the Headmaster asked.

'Yep, just learning about each other,' Harry said. 'Lucius is a fascinating man.'

'As is Harry,' Lucius said and Harry grinned at him.

'Circe, the fluff is going to kill me,' Severus mumbled.

Harry poked his tounge out at the Potions Master. 'Now, now, Harry,' Dumbledore chuckled, blue eyes twinkling.

'Sorry,' Harry said though he didn't look it.

Dumbledore smiled.

'Um... did you two want to stay for lunch?' Harry asked.

'Sounds lovely, my boy,' Dumbledore said and stood. 'All I've had today is a few Mars Bars.'

Harry tutted and stood. 'You and your Muggle sweets.' He dragged Lucius up, the Slytherin looking from his mate to the Headmaster with a frown.

'They're always like this,' Severus told his friend. 'Teasing each other like little children.'

Lucius raised an eyebrow and Harry blushed. 'Just having fun,' he mumbled. His mate smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek. The teenager blushed even harder and Dumbledore smiled, Severus smirked.

They sat in the small dining room, a very familiar house elf appearing to ask what they wanted. Dobby squeaked and jumped behind Harry, cowering and staring at Lucius with wide eyes.

'Dobby, it's okay,' Harry said. 'Lucius is my mate.'

'Dobby knows this,' the elf said but still trembled. 'Dobby doesn't like Lucius Malfoy.'

'He's better now, he won't hurt you,' Harry said and glared at Lucius. 'Will you?'

'Of course I won't,' Lucius said, squirming under Harry's gaze.

'See?' Harry said. 'I'll make him promise not to hurt you, Dobby, okay?'

Dobby stared at Lucius, who raised his hands. 'I promise not to hurt Dobby, or any other house elves, for fear of my mate shouting at me.'

Severus and Dumbledore looked at Dobby, who peered at Lucius cautiously before nodding.

'I'm sorry, Dobby,' Lucius added.

The elf nodded again. 'Dobby accepts Master Lucius' apology. Dobby will protect Master Lucius like he protects Harry Potter.' The little creature's eyes narrowed. 'If Master Lucius hurts Dobby's Harry Potter, Dobby will hurt him.'

Lucius blinked before saying, 'Erm... okay.'

'Excellent,' Harry beamed. 'Dobby, could you and the other elves please make us some lunch?'

Dobby nodded his head, ears flapping about and eyes going wide. 'What can Dobby gets for Master Harry Potter?'

Harry looked at his guests, who all shrugged. 'Um... chicken soup, roast beef sandwhiches, some wine, and banana cake for dessert,' Harry said. 'Is that okay?'

The others nodded and Dobby disappeared with a crack.

'Did you see his face?' Severus said, grinning at Lucius. The blonde scowled.

'What?' Harry said.

'The great Lucius Malfoy, fidgeting because a teenager glared at him,' Severus teased.

'Leave him alone,' Harry said.

'Harry can be very scary,' Dumbledore nodded.

Lucius groaned and burried his face in his arms. Severus and Dumbledore both chuckled as Harry leaned over and ran a hand through Lucius' hair.

'S'okay, love, ignore the mean teachers.'

Lucius purred under Harry's words and touch, making him blush when Severus snickered. Dumbledore was smiling, eyes on his plate, and Harry grinned.

'Shut up,' the Slytherin muttered.

The others laughed.

{oOo}

They shared a nice lunch, Harry making very dirty noises over his banana cake. He admitted it was his favourite, the icing melting in his mouth. Lucius had to disappear to the bathroom and Severus cackled. Harry showed Dumbledore the books Lucius had let him read and made him buy, leaving Severus alone in the sitting room.

'This book is great,' Harry said, holding up one of Lucius' tomes. 'Lucius had to explain a lot of it to me but once I understood it it was fascinating. And this one is all about the various things that are often made into Dark objects. Once someone cursed an umbrella to stab people whenever they opened it.'

Dumbledore smiled indulgently and let Harry go on about the books. It was good to see the young man smile; Harry hadn't had much to smile about during and after the war.

'How are you, Harry?' the Headmaster asked when Harry stopped talking.

'What do you mean?' Harry said, replacing Lucius' books on their shelves.

'You and Lucius are getting along?'

Harry nodded. 'It was a bit weird at first,' he said honestly, 'but we just... fit, you know? Who we used to be doesn't matter, what we did and said to each other in the past doesn't matter. It's like the veela bond has wiped all that away.'

He paused to run his finger over the spines of Lucius' books, a soft smile on his face.

'Lucius sees me for me,' Harry said. 'He doesn't want to hear about the war, or how much I'm worth, or any of the Saviour crap The Daily Prophet keeps going on about. He asks about me; about my childhood, what I like and dislike, how I felt during the war. He just wants to know me...' He trailed off and blushed when he realised he'd been prattling on. 'Um...'

'No need to be embarrassed, Harry,' Dumbledore said. 'Lucius makes you happy, I'm glad.'

'He's... amazing,' Harry said. 'Really amazing.'

'That's good,' Dumbledore said. 'Now, tell me more about that Muggle chocolate you gave me last time; Kick Kats?'

Harry chuckled. 'Kit Kats. I can get Remus to buy some next time he's in Muggle London.'

'Fabulous,' Dumbledore grinned and Harry shook his head.

{oOo}

Severus was alone in the sitting room when Lucius returned from the bathroom and the blonde looked around for Harry. Not seeing him in the immediate vicinity, Lucius' veela panicked.

'Where's Harry?' Lucius demanded.

'Calm down,' Severus said with an eye roll. 'He's in the study with Albus.'

'Oh,' Lucius said, trying to calm his racing heart.

'You're already smitten,' Severus said.

Lucius sat in the free arm chair and said, 'Can you blame me? Harry's...' He sighed.

'Harry's what?' Severus questioned.

'Beautiful,' Lucius said. 'Intelligent, brave, amazing. He... he's everything I'm not.'

Severus raised an eyebrow, looking at Lucius over his goblet of wine. 'You are also an intelligent man.'

'Not like Harry,' Lucius said. 'He's the Saviour of the wizarding world, Severus. He's good, kind, funny, loving. I'm an ex-Death Eater, someone who couldn't even keep his family together. What can I offer him?'

'Love,' Severus said. 'Protection, understanding. You don't want him for his money or his fame, you've got enough of that.'

'But I'm not good enough for him.'

Severus rolled his eyes. 'Lucius, you were made to be his other half. You can't be more perfect for him. Besides, the brat seems happy.' Lucius scowled and Severus groaned. 'Great, you're going to be even harder to be around.'

'What do you mean?'

'Lucius, you're a prat,' Severus said very matter-of-factly. 'You're a snob, very hard to please, and you always want to get your own way. Yes, we're friends, but you're a bastard.' He smiled. 'And now I have to put up with you scowling and snarling at me every time I tease your little mate.'

Lucius huffed and folded his arms, leaning back. After a minute he said, 'I don't always have to get my own way.'

Severus laughed loudly and Lucius glared at him. Harry and Albus re-entered the sitting room to see Severus chuckling and Lucius scowling.

'What happened?' Harry asked.

'He's teasing me,' Lucius pouted.

Harry grinned. He'd never thought he'd get to see Lucius Malfoy pout, or act loving and worried and just so... adorable. He walked across the room and plopped himself onto Lucius' lap. He wrapped his arms around the blonde and gave him a soft kiss.

'Ignore the bat, he's just upset that you're so gorgeous.'

Lucius blushed and Severus tried to smother his giggles with a cough.

Dumbledore smiled. 'Lucius, there was something I wanted to ask you before I left.'

Lucius shifted Harry so he could look at the Headmaster, the teenager remaining where he was. 'Yes?'

'I was wondering if you would become the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor,' Dumbledore said.

Lucius' mouth fell open and even Harry stared. Severus just sipped his wine, looking around the room. 'What?' Lucius finally asked.

'I can't find anyone to take the job,' Dumbledore said. 'I've told everyone that it's no longer cursed, the curse died with Voldemort. I asked Remus Lupin but he wants to work in the Ministry and help bring about werewolf rights. I asked Sirius Black too and he laughed in my face.' Harry smiled at that. 'He wants to just relax and not be stared at by students. So, Lucius, now I ask you.'

Lucius stared at him. 'You can't be serious.'

Dumbledore raised a grey eyebrow. 'Why would I joke about that?'

'I'm a Death Eater,' Lucius said.

'Ex-Death Eater,' both Harry and Severus corrected.

'Nobody will trust me around their children,' Lucius continued. 'You'll have more holwers then when the parents discovered Lupin was a werewolf. Nobody will trust me to teach the Dark Arts.'

'It's not like you'll be teaching them anything too dark,' Severus said. 'Honestly, Lucius, this is a good opportunity for you.'

'How?' his friend demanded.

'Who else is going to hire you?' Severus said. 'I trust you, so do Harry and Albus, but not many people will. Like you said, people will be sceptical that you've changed, that you defected even though you didn't fight in the Hogwarts Battle. You won't find many job opportunities out there. I know you have money but you'll go crazy sitting around here all day.'

Lucius looked down, thinking about Severus' words. He hated it when the other Slytherin was right. 'Can I think about it?' he finally said.

'Of course,' Dumbledore nodded. 'I need to know in a week, school starts soon.'

Lucius nodded and Dumbledore and Severus stood. 'You know where to find me,' Severus said before saying goodbye to Harry and leaving.

'I think you should take the job,' Harry said.

'Really?' Lucius said.

Harry nodded. 'Severus is right; I doubt you just want to sit around all day.'

'I enjoy having something to do,' Lucius admitted.

'And I'd get to see you every day if you were my teacher,' Harry grinned.

Lucius chuckled. 'You just want to kiss a professor.'

'You've caught me,' Harry said and pressed his lips to Lucius'.

Lucius hummed and smiled when they broke apart. 'Can I think about it?'

'Of course,' Harry said. 'I think you'll be a good teacher.'

'You're acting like I've already accepted the job.'

Harry smirked. 'I know everything.'

Lucius chuckled and tickled Harry. The teenager squealed and jumped to his feet.

'BASTARD!' he shouted when Lucius cornered him in the study. He roared with laughter when Lucius had to take another cold shower. But really it was Harry's fault; the Gryffindor shouldn't moan so much when getting tickled.

{oOo}

They had another vistor that day, Lucius looking up from his book to see Hermione Granger hugging his mate. He glared at her and the young witch hid behind Harry.

'Lucius, calm down,' Harry said, leading Hermione into the sitting room. He sat beside the blonde, who sniffed the air. He could smell Hermione on Harry, covering up Harry's delicious scent. He pulled the teenager towards him and kissed him quickly, not taking his eyes off Hermione.

'So...' Hermione said, trying not to think about how weird it was seeing Lucius Malfoy kiss her best friend. 'Erm, how are you?'

'Fine,' Harry smiled. 'Getting to know my mate, teasing him.'

Lucius rolled his eyes and went back to his book.

'And how are you, Mr Malfoy?' Hermione asked.

Lucius blinked and looked up at her. Hermione was a pretty witch, her hair finally having been tamed, and she had bright, intelligent eyes. He knew how smart she was, having spent years listening to Draco prattle on and on about how much of a know-it-all she was.

'I'm quite alright.' Harry nudged him and Lucius said, 'What?'

'Be nice,' Harry said.

Lucius raised an eyebrow. 'What? I haven't tried to attack her or called her anything derogitory.' Harry scowled. 'Not that I would,' Lucius said quickly.

'Damn right you won't,' Harry said. 'I know you were raised to think Muggle-borns were weak, but I won't have you making fun of my best friend. Hermione's accepted us, she's saved my life countless times, and she'll be in my life forever, got it?'

Lucius nodded quickly. 'Of course.'

'Good,' Harry said and leaned back, folding his arms.

Both Harry and Lucius jumped when Hermione giggled. They looked at the teenage witch, who covered her mouth and said, 'I'm sorry.'

'What's so funny?' Harry questioned.

Hermione grinned. 'You two are so cute together.' Lucius raised an eyebrow. 'Mr Malfoy, Harry's right; I support this, even though you've been less then pleasent to me over the years. It was in the past and we all make mistakes. I'm willing to work past it if you are.'

Lucius stared at her. Was she serious? She was really willing to overlook the fact that he'd called her a Mudblood, had thought she was below him, had thought she was nothing but scum? Was the Gryffindor really that forgiving?

'She is,' Harry said, having followed Lucius' train of thought. 'Hermione's the best.'

Lucius cleared his throat before looking at Hermione. 'You mean a lot to Harry, who is my world now,' he said slowly. 'I admit that I've made some mistakes in the past, that I judged you based on your blood and not who you were. It will take me time to push old prejeduces aside and accept you for who you are. But... I'm willing to get to know you and be civil, for Harry.'

Hermione smiled. 'I am too, Mr Malfoy.'

'Please, call me Lucius,' the blonde said.

'Call me Hermione,' the witch said and looked at her friend. 'So, you left a right mess when you disappeared the other day.'

Harry groaned. 'What happened?'

'Mrs Weasley and Ginny kept going on and on about Mr- erm, Lucius,' Hermione said. 'I tried to calm them down and so did Bill and Fleur.'

'Bill and Fleur?' Harry asked.

Hermione's cheeks turned pink and she said, 'Don't get mad.'

'Hermione...'

'They know.'

'Hermione!'

'I didn't tell them,' Hermione insisted. 'Fleur knows you're bonded to a veela, she saw the Mark.' Harry reached up to touch the dark bruise as Hermione continued. 'She knows that the only family in Britain to have veela blood is the Malfoys. You got upset when Ginny and Molly badmouthed Lucius. Fleur figured it out and told Bill.'

Harry groaned and fell back. Lucius reached out to thread his fingers through the teenager's hair, knowing it would calm him down. Harry smiled weakly at his mate.

'They said they won't tell anyone, that it's your decision,' Hermione said. 'I'm sorry, Harry.'

'S'fine, not your fault,' Harry said. 'I'm just not looking forward to the blow-ups when I tell them all. I'm not letting them say bad things about Lucius.'

Hermione smiled and Lucius grinned.

'I'm not ashamed,' Harry said quickly to Lucius, 'I'll never be ashamed of you, Lucius. I just know they'll shout.'

'I know,' Lucius said quickly, reaching up to cup Harry's cheek. He stroked the teenager's smooth skin with his thumb. 'But your family will most likely act like Ronald, yes?'

Harry sighed again and Hermione's eyes dropped. 'He's being a prat,' she said. Harry and Lucius looked at her. 'I'm staying at the Burrow while my parents recover in St Mungo's,' she explained, 'and Ron's in a right strop. He keeps muttering about Slytherins and blondes under his breath. Don't worry, he hasn't told the other Weasleys anything, but he's not very pleased, especially after you nearly blew up the kitchen.'

'Why can't he just accept this?' Harry asked, slouching on the sofa. 'Lucius is my choice, I want to be with him. Ron's supposed to be my mate.'

'He'll come around,' Hermione said, trying to calm her friend. 'He's just a bit of a hot-head, you know that, and he told me he's trying to accept it.'

Harry lit up at that.

'He'll pull his head out and realise you're happy.' Hermione paused and bit her lip. 'You are, right?'

'Of course I am,' Harry said and blushed. 'Lucius makes me happy.'

Lucius beamed and wrapped an arm around the teen. Harry's cheeks darkened when Lucius kissed him.

'Gods, you two are way too cute,' Hermione beamed.

'Harry certainly is,' Lucius said.

Hermione found it odd as she sat there, talking to Harry and Lucius about various things. Lucius was polite and asked about her studies, what she wanted to do when she left school. He also asked about her life; her parents, what being a Muggle was like, how her family felt about her being a witch. It was very strange, this nice Lucius Malfoy.

Hermione had fun though. Lucius was charming, witty, intelligent, and gave her tips on house elf rights that she hadn't even thought of. It was clear that the Lucius Malfoy the general public knew wasn't the real man. Though Lucius was still proud, commanding, and cunning, he was also sweet, charming, and nice. He relaxed around Harry, he let his guard down, and it made Hermione grin.

Lucius couldn't stop touching his mate. Every time Harry shifted on the sofa, Lucius would move too. His arm would either wind around Harry's waist or brush his thigh. He took to staring at Harry when the Gryffindor spoke and smiled whenever Harry looked at him. He seemed to be in love with Harry's hair and was constantly touching it, brushing the messy locks from his eyes.

Harry was rubbing off on Lucius, making him relax and act more... human. Lucius too had affected Harry. The teen was more open, smiling and laughing. After the war he'd been a mess; blaming himself for the deaths of Charlie and Percy Weasley, Nymphadora Tonks and so many other students, Order members, and a couple of teachers. He'd been distant, quiet, had barely smiled even around Draco, whom he'd grown really close to.

The boy sitting on the sofa across from Hermione was completely different. He grinned and laughed, joked and teased, and he beamed at Lucius like the Slytherin was the sun, the most precious thing in the world. Hermione supposed that to Harry he was. Lucius was Harry's world now, the most important thing to him (and Draco too, of course). Hermione was just glad that Lucius made Harry happy. Finally, finally, her best friend would have the family he deserved.

Soon Hermione had to go, Ron had already chucked a hissy fit when she'd told him she was visiting Harry. Lucius nodded at her and told her to visit any time. Harry had to walk Hermione to Dumbledore's office, the witch having used his floo to get to Hogwarts. Dumbledore said he'd change the wards so she could floo right into Harry's and Lucius' quarters.

When Harry got back Lucius wrapped his arms around the teenager's waist and Harry kissed him.

'What was that for?' Lucius asked a little breathlessly when they broke apart.

'For being nice to Hermione,' Harry said.

'She's a charming young woman,' Lucius said honestly.

'I know it must be hard for you,' Harry said, 'being nice to her.'

Lucius sighed. 'Harry, my beliefs come from my father. He beat it into my head that mud- erm, Muggle-borns, were bad,' he said. 'I grew up thinking that pure-bloods were better. Obviously I was wrong.'

'It's not too late to change,' Harry said. 'You heard Hermione; she's willing to work past it.'

'You have very forgiving and loyal friends,' Lucius said.

Harry shrugged. 'I love my mates, Ron included.' Lucius scowled. 'What?'

'They're not your mates.'

'Oh,' Harry said. 'Erm, sorry, does me calling Ron a mate annoy you?' When Lucius nodded, Harry hugged him. 'Sorry.'

'I don't want people getting the wrong idea,' Lucius said. 'You're my mate, Harry, no one elses.'

Harry smiled. 'Geez you're possessive.'

'I'm a veela and a Malfoy, what do you expect?' Lucius asked.

Harry kissed him again and walked to the study. Lucius pouted until the teen was back in his lap, snuggled into Lucius' warmth. He opened his book and settled down to read. Lucius beamed and shifted to get comfortable.

{oOo}

They were in the middle of a make-out session when there was a knock on the portrait. Lucius groaned when Harry pulled back. 'It's probably Severus, he'll go away if we don't answer,' the Slytherin said.

He tried to drag Harry back down but his mate managed to get to his feet. Harry rubbed at his lips and said, 'The sooner I see who it is, the sooner we can go back to kissing.'

Lucius groaned. He was lying on his back on the sofa, hair tangled around his face and shirt untucked. He had a bulge in his trousers that Harry had been wiggling against and Lucius cursed whoever had interupted them.

He jumped when Harry said, 'Draco?'

'Can I come in?' Draco Malfoy asked and Harry nodded. He and Harry stepped into the sitting room, Lucius sitting up quickly. Draco looked from Harry to his father, noting their red and swollen lips. He couldn't help but smirk.

It was quickly wiped off his face, though, when Lucius failed to say anything.

'Erm...' Harry said. 'Drink?'

'I'm fine,' Draco said.

There was more awkward silence, Lucius staring at his son, Draco at the floor, and Harry at everything.

'So...' Harry said. 'Social visit or...?'

'Social,' Draco mumbled and glanced at his father.

Harry stared at Lucius until he had the Slytherin's attention. He raised his eyebrows and nodded at Draco, as if to say, "Well?"

Lucius raised an eyebrow. "Well what?"

"Talk to your son."

"What am I supposed to say?"

"How about, 'I love you'?"

Lucius scoffed and Harry scowled. 'What are you doing?' Draco asked.

'Um, just talking,' Harry said and scratched a hand through his hair.

'Without saying anything?' the Malfoy heir said with a raised eyebrow.

'Um... I guess,' Harry said and blushed. 'Didn't know we could do that.'

'It's part of the bond,' Lucius said softly. 'When we bond completely we'll be able to have whole conversations without uttering a word.'

Harry grinned. 'So awesome.' Lucius smiled indulgently before looking at his son.

'Draco...'

'I'm sorry,' Draco butted in. Lucius stared at him. 'I wasn't sure if you'd want me to visit,' Draco continued. 'I mean, you have Harry now and... and you'll end up getting married and having kids...'

'Woah, we just got together, lets leave marriage until after I finish school,' Harry said.

'Draco, what would make you think I wouldn't want you?' Lucius said, ignoring his mate.

'You had me with someone who wasn't your mate,' Draco said softly. 'I just thought maybe-'

'What a stupid, stupid thing to think,' Lucius chided and stood. 'Draco, you're my son, my first born, my heir. I love you no matter who your mother is. I'll always love you.'

Draco looked like a lost, scared little boy, and Harry couldn't help thinking he was adorable. 'Really?' Draco asked.

'Of course.'

'So you're not going to choose Harry over me?' Draco asked.

Lucius crossed the room and pulled his son in for a hug. It looked natural to Harry and he remembered Draco saying that his dad was always affectionate; Lucius was only ever cold in public. He was loving with the people he trusted.

Harry was reminded of that every day.

Lucius pulled Draco close and ran a hand through his hair. 'Silly kit,' he tutted. 'You know I love you.'

Draco burried his face in his dad's chest. Though tall, Draco was still a few inches shorter then his dad and Lucius rested his chin on the younger Malfoy's head.

'How do you feel about this, Draco?' Lucius asked. His son leaned back to look up at him. 'How do you feel about Harry being my mate?'

Draco sighed and Harry headed towards the bedroom but Lucius stopped him.

'No, Harry, you're my mate; Draco's opinion will affect you too.'

'Are you sure you want me to stay?' When Lucius nodded, Harry said, 'Alright.'

Lucius looked back at Draco, who bit his lip. 'I was shocked,' the Slytherin admitted, 'when Harry explained his symptoms to me; I knew for sure he was a veela's mate. I told Granger and she researched it and agreed with me. Then she researched some more and realised what I already knew; the Malfoys are the only family in Britain with veela blood.

'At first Granger thought Harry might be my mate,' Draco said, 'but he still felt ill around me. She's a smart witch and figured out that he must have touched his mate at the Battle of Hogwarts.' He bit his lip again. 'There were only three veelas, or part veelas, at the battle.'

'Draco,' Harry said, 'Fleur, and you.'

'Obviously it wasn't the witch,' Draco said, 'because Harry spent a few days with her during the war and never felt anything for her. And it wasn't me because I wasn't feeling ill and Harry still felt awful around me. So that just left you.'

'That doesn't tell me how you feel about it,' Lucius said.

Draco sighed. 'Yes, it's weird that your mate is someone who's two months younger then me. And yeah, Harry and I haven't always been friends but... we made up before this, before we found out that Harry was your mate.' He looked up at his father carefully. 'You've waited so long for your mate, Father, I don't want to stand in your way. Harry is perfect for you, was made for you, and I just want you to be happy. Are you?'

'Very much,' Lucius said truthfully.

'And you?' Draco asked Harry.

The other teenager nodded. 'I care about your father, Draco, and he makes me happy. I want a family with him.'

Draco smiled. 'And me?'

'Of course,' Harry and Lucius said in unison.

Draco chuckled. 'Well then, who am I to stand in your way? If you're happy then I accept it.' Draco smirked at his dad. 'Besides, Harry's more likely to let me get away with things.'

'Don't count on it,' Harry said.

Draco grinned. 'I'll get you with my Malfoy charm.'

Harry chuckled as Lucius drew his son back in. 'Thank you, Draco,' he murmured. 'Your blessing means the world to me.'

'I'm just glad you finally found him,' Draco said.

Harry couldn't help but coo at the scene. It really was adorable; Lucius and Draco cuddling, Lucius being all sexy and hot and Draco adorable and cute. Lucius and Draco looked at Harry, who was grinning from ear-to-ear.

'Did you just... coo?' Lucius asked.

Harry turned bright red, realising he'd been staring at the two for a good five minutes. 'N-No,' he lied.

Draco grinned. 'Did too.'

'Did not,' Harry mumbled.

'Are we cute?' Lucius asked with a smile.

Harry blushed and Lucius and Draco laughed. 'Shut up!' Harry shouted and stormed into the study. He slammed the door, Lucius and Draco still giggling. 'Bloody Malfoys,' the Gryffindor fumed.

{oOo}

Lucius and Draco managed to talk Harry out of the study and they had lunch together. Rather then sit at the table, they made themselves comfortable in the sitting room.

Lucius and Draco caught each other up; Lucius talking about meeting Hermione, how he felt about Harry, and Dumbledore's offer.

Draco had been staying at Blaise Zabini's, pretty much hiding from the reporters who wanted to interview him about his dad. He was in touch with Narcissa, exchanging letters weekly. She was somewhere in France, lying low and just living life.

'I'm glad she's happy,' Lucius said. 'She deserves it.'

'You look pretty happy too,' Draco grinned.

Harry and Lucius were snuggled together, Lucius sipping from a wine goblet and Harry munching on cookies. The teenager was curled into Lucius, the Slytherin's right arm wrapped around him.

Harry blushed and Lucius said, 'We weren't this comfortable at first but we're getting better. I'm happy.'

'Me too,' Harry grinned.

'Just don't make out in front of me,' Draco said.

Harry chuckled and Lucius said, 'We'll do what we want, where we want.'

'Yuck,' Draco poked his tongue out. 'Please, don't scar me for life.'

Harry leaned up and pecked Lucius on the lips. 'Stop teasing him.'

Lucius rolled his eyes but pulled Harry closer. Draco grinned at the sight. He'd never seen his father this happy, not even with Narcissa. He was happy, safe, and looked at Harry like he was the world. Harry was constantly grinning back and making sure they had physical contact.

Like Hermione, Draco thought it was about time. Lucius had waited years, decades, for his mate, and Harry had been through so much in his short life. They both deserved peace and love and a family. Draco was glad to be a part of that. He'd been worried that Lucius would dump him for Harry and they'd have their own kids, forgetting about him.

But Lucius' words, and Harry's too, had calmed the Malfoy heir down. His dad wouldn't leave him, Harry either. They were a family, a proper one, and it made Draco grin.

'Can I stay here the week before school starts?' Draco asked suddenly. Harry and Lucius were kissing and broke apart to look at him. 'I know you probably want time alone but... I just want to spend some time with you both before school starts.'

He looked like a little kid again and Harry jumped to his feet. 'Of course, Draco!' he said and pulled the Slytherin in for a hug. 'We'll team up on your dad and tease him.'

'Excuse me?' Lucius said.

Harry grinned at him, one arm thrown around Draco. He noticed that Lucius didn't seem to mind when he touched Draco. 'You've been getting your own way too long, Mr Malfoy. It's time you were taken down a peg or two.'

Lucius scowled. 'So you two are going to gang up on me?'

Harry and Draco both nodded.

'Kill me now,' Lucius groaned.

Harry giggled.

{oOo}

After promising that he was eating healthy, not being picked on, happy, and in excellent health, Draco left. Harry had fussed over him like a mother, making sure Draco had money and food and was wrapped up before leaving. Lucius just smirked and watched his son roll his eyes and insist he was fine. But Draco was smiling the entire time, enjoying the attention.

Harry sat back on the sofa and wrapped himself around Lucius. 'Draco doesn't need you to mother him.'

Harry blushed. 'I'm not mothering him.'

'Yes you are,' Lucius teased.

'Shut up,' Harry muttered and buried his face in Lucius' chest.

Lucius smiled and wrapped his arms around the teenager, pulling him in closer.

'Mm,' Harry murmured, closing his eyes and sliding his arms around Lucius' waist. 'Favourite spot ever,' he muttered.

Lucius chuckled and brushed a hand through the Gryffindor's hair. 'It's becoming my favourite too,' he said.

'Good,' Harry yawned.

'Tired?' Lucius asked and his mate nodded. It had been a long day, what with Severus and Albus visiting, then Hermione, and later Draco.

Suddenly Harry found himself being lifted and gasped, throwing his arms around Lucius' neck as he was carried to the bedroom.

'Lucius!' he squealed.

'Yes?' Lucius asked.

'Put me down!' Harry demanded.

'No, I don't think I will.'

'Lucius!' Harry shouted. 'Damn it, stop carrying me around!'

He shouted again when he was thrown onto the bed and glared at Lucius when he'd stopped bouncing.

'What? I thought you wanted to be put down,' Lucius teased.

Harry's scowl was wiped away and Lucius climbed atop him, pressing their bodies together. Harry groaned and threaded his fingers through Lucius' hair, tugging him down so they could kiss.

'I do believe Draco interupted us earlier,' Lucius breathed, pressing soft kisses to Harry's jaw.

Harry groaned and pulled him closer, arms wrapped around Lucius' neck. He'd never tire of Lucius' lips, his breath, the way his body pressed against Harry's own. Lucius was the best kisser Harry had ever met and he never, ever wanted to stop. Kissing Lucius was so very addictive; it was delicious and made his heart swell, his head feel fuzzy, and his crotch feel heated.

Eventually Lucius had to pull back and shift away, breathing heavily to calm his aching groin. Harry stared at the canopy above their bed, trying to collect himself.

'Why'd you stop?' Harry asked, thinking back to the very nice time he and Lucius had had before Harry went to the Weasleys.

'If I didn't I'd go too far,' Lucius said. 'I can't control myself all the time, Harry.'

'Sorry,' Harry said.

'It's not your fault my body won't listen to me,' Lucius said.

'My body won't listen either,' Harry said.

'You're a teenager,' Lucius pointed out, 'you have an excuse.'

Harry grinned and nudged Lucius with his foot. 'So what's your excuse, Mr Malfoy?'

'Shut up.'

Harry giggled.
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