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Like a Moth to a Flame	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 965 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-A Soaked Glimpse
- 2-A Little Reunion
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Chapter-1
A Soaked Glimpse
It's raining heavily, not that Harry is complaining but carrying groceries gets quite difficult, especially when he prefers doing it the muggle way. The weather was nice so he decided to walk to the store to purchase the groceries. He hadn't expected it to start raining cat and dogs. It's Christmas and the kids are having dinner with him and he volunteered to bring the groceries for his elves. Usually, he avoids going out but he wants to make it special for them.
Albus is bringing his girlfriend after dinner. Apparently, it's a surprise for everyone. He hasn't told even Ginny. Harry is the first one to know. Harry wonders why that is. As such, his kids are closer to him then Ginny which is understandable since Ginny is out of country for most of the year for her matches. They stay with him during holidays. Still it's quite fishy. Albus seemed really nervous when he told about it to Harry. Lily was grinning whereas James was just rolling his eyes affectionately. Both Lily and James made it clear that they won't judge Albus for the choice of his partner and it seemed that they already knew who it was.
It did nothing to reduce Albus's nervousness.
Harry smiles as he relives his son's red ears and nervous green eyes. He still has a couple of hours. Kids have gone to visit Molly so the elves have enough time. Harry stands under a shed and looks at the rain. It's beautiful and soothing.
His smile falls and jaw drops in shock when a familiar figure heads towards him. Her head is bowed and she is dressed in a red gown that accentuates her curves. Red danglers are donning her ears and even her nails are painted red. Her hair is as blonde and straight as it was in school.
Harry stares at Draco Malfoy-Nott. It's raining and she is soaked and Harry can't look away. She has a purse in her right hand and her left is in front of her eyes as she runs towards him. She has not seen him yet.
Last Harry heard of Draco was when she married Theodore Nott straight after graduating. Completely unlike what Harry had thought, she quit her studies and soon after she gave birth to a baby girl.
Harry hasn't dated since he divorced Ginny. Even when they were together, he lived as a recluse and didn't contact anyone unless absolutely necessary. As soon as Lily turned five, they filed for the divorce. He had thought that he was incapable of having a normal relationship. But now Harry can't look away from Draco. She is standing in front of him. Her hair is wet and water droplets are trickling down her cheeks. Her blank eyes are twin pools of molten silver.
"Fancy seeing you here Malfoy." Somehow Harry's mouth seems fit to engage the woman in small talk. She stands under the shed besides him and turns her unreadable eyes towards him once again. He doesn't get out of his house so he doesn't know if she lives somewhere nearby or not. She doesn't answer him.
"Malfoy." He murmurs and her lips tilt upwards in a small smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes. A second passes and then another and then she averts her eyes before apparating, leaving a very startled and confused Harry Potter in her wake. He doesn't remember Malfoy being so stunning in school.
He closes his eyes and breathes deeply. It's been years since he felt something akin to this for anyone.
But she is married and it's wrong to think of her like that. He opens his eyes, look around and follows her example by apparating in front of his house. He has some baking to do.
He will bake for kids and have a nice dinner and not think about Draco Malfoy and her beautiful eyes.
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"Dad, I think that she is here." Albus's soft voice echoes in the silent room a second after the bell rings. Harry notices slight tremor in his voice and chooses to ignore it. He is slightly worried now. James wasn't this terrified while introducing Electra Zabini. But then Albus has always been the most sensitive amongst the three. The wizarding world doesn't exaggerate when it claims that Albus is his carbon copy. He doesn't like people prying in his matters and will tell Harry in his time.
So Harry simply hums and bites his tongue to stop the urge to just ask questions. James and Lily open their mouths and it's good that Albus's eyes are turned towards the entryway because Harry shakes his head. They shut their mouths and nod.
"Shall I go?" Harry asks gently. Albus looks at him and shakes his head.
"No. It's better that I do. She didn't want me to tell anyone. It's - it's rather complicated and I won't have forced her to let me tell you dad. She - I- she is in trouble." Albus says. His fists are clenched tightly and his eyes are so alarmed and terrified and pained that Harry blinks in surprise. Had it been Lily or James saying this, he would have assumed it to be something as simple as breaking their brooms. But Albus has never been dramatic and if he is this scared, then this girl must be in serious trouble.
Harry nods before murmuring, "Okay. How can I help her then and what is it?"
Albus shakes his head sadly and starts, "I can't tell you. She forbade me and I can't afford to loose her trust. I can't leave her alone. She has no-one except her mother and me. Do you understand dad? I can't let her down. If this doesn't go well - if even you can't help her, then no-one can. You are my last hope, She refuses to even talk to others. She won't speak to even headmaster Snape."
Harry takes a deep breath before looking towards James and Lily who are alarmed.
"Why didn't you tell us? We could have helped you." James says because he is the eldest and he has always been protective of his siblings.
"Because you can't help her and you can't rush her into things. She is scared and wary and I do not want to loose her. I love her." Albus says desperately, "This has to go well. I trust you dad. Even if you are a recluse, you have always been powerful and influential and - and just - please try to look beyond what you see on surface. She is really a very nice person."
Harry frowns. What's Albus on about.
"Don't worry. Bring her before she disappears."
Albus jumps up before hurrying towards the door.
"Do you know anything about all this?" Harry asks his kids.
They shake their heads before Lily answers, "We didn't otherwise we already would have asked you to help. He has been very secretive for the past few years and uses your cloak quite frequently."
He nods and places his index finger on his lips before pushing his chair gently. He takes his slippers off and tip toes towards the door and leans against the wall, trying to listen.
"- he will understand."
"He won't." The voice is soft but panicked, "We should - we should break it off. It's getting out of hand."
"Look. He told us a bit of his past. The people he lived with were horrid and he will understand. It's not my story to tell but they really were horrible to him. He is a good man and powerful enough to help us and - and your mother."
"He hates her Albus. He hates her and your siblings hate me and even the Weasleys hate us." The girl murmurs. Harry makes a face. He had thought that Ron and Hermione were above hating a child after everything they went through. He will have a word with them.
"No-one hates you all right. Not James or Lily or Weasleys and dad isn't a child. He will get over his animosity towards your mom. He will help. Why don't you understand. I love you. I can't live without you. I can't let this happen right in front of my eyes. You are still in school."
Harry's heart clenches with an irrational jealousy. He wishes he had someone who loved him so much. Startled and beautiful silver eyes flicker in the forefront of his mind and he shakes his head. She is married and he has a kid to save.
You always have someone to save Potter. The mocking voice in his head belongs to Malfoy. Harry shakes his head yet again to focus on present.
He clears his throat and reveals himself. The girl lowers her head very abruptly and he frowns in confusion. Albus's fingers are wrapped tightly around hers.
His son looks desperately at him. Harry places his index finger on his lips and Albus nods. Harry heads towards the trembling girl. She is blonde and has straight, waist-length hair.
When he is just a bit away from the couple, he murmurs, "Look at me."
His voice is gentle but she still flinches almost violently.
"He will understand. Half of the population hated him for having that scar on his face and the other half fawned over him. He is not like others. Talk to him. You have to talk to someone." Albus insists.
Harry shakes his head and Albus sighs heavily.
"Look at me. I am not afraid of scars and I certainly won't judge you for having them." He says.
"It's not about scars. I don't have scars." She says in a small voice and tries to take her hand back. Albus holds it tightly.
"I fought with Voldemort and lived to tell the tale. Nothing can terrify or surprise me. Please look at me. No-one will judge you for being different if that's what you are scared about." Harry whispers softly, trying to coax her.
At last her shoulders relax and she looks up very slowly. Harry prepares himself for the worst. But her eyes are closed and although she looks like Draco Malfoy, there is nothing strange about her. If Albus loves Malfoy's daughter, then it's fine by him. It's only fair, considering that he has managed to develop a sudden and annoying crush on the arrogant woman.
But then she opens her eyes and he freezes. They are red- they are not just red. They are Voldemort's eyes. But how is it even possible.
"I am Scorpia Malfoy." She says and Harry feels faint- not because she is different no- but because she has Voldemort's eyes and is Malfoy's daughter and Malfoy has been behaving weirdly ever since Voldemort died.
Suddenly, nothing makes sense.
Only a second has passed although it seems that several hours have elapsed. She is on the verge of fleeing away. She is only a child and from what Albus told him, she is in trouble and he saved the world once. He can save a child even if she has the eyes of the man he hated and killed.
Absently, he wonders who else made the connection before giving her his brightest smile.
"Come on in. I'll call the Weasleys over and we'll have Treacle tart and cakes and you'll finally understand that no-one hates you." He says and she gapes at him in shock.
He winks at her and turns around with a gentle, "By the way you have nice eyes. My son chose well."
He doesn't have to turn around to see that the soft gasp belongs to Scorpia. Maybe Hermione will make some sense out of this. He wonders why they never told him about this. He turns towards the fireplace and throws the floo powder in the fire.
He hears Lily's and James's dramatic gasps of surprise and feels proud of them. He hears Albus squeak when they tease him relentlessly. He was unable to get rid of Voldemort on time which cost people their loved ones. But atleast he raised his children well.
Now, how Ron and Hermione react to this news remains to be seen - especially Ron who really, really despised the Malfoys and probably still does and Ginny of course.
As he waits for Hermione to accept the call, he sighs and wonders why Malfoy always ends up being in trouble.
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