Chapter 1:
Draco stood in his winter cabin watching the children play by the fire. Stories being told as laughter flowed into the air. He loved taking in the calmness the season brought to his friends and family. His two best friends sat next to him watching the children as well, two of them were theirs of course. Blaise and Pansy wed shortly after school, and right after had the twins; two very rambunctious girls that were just now running around the tree in pink hats and scarves.
Draco often got lost in watching the children play; his own especially. He found himself pregnant with his little boy around the same time as Pansy was with the twins. His parents were not all that thrilled, but there was nothing they could say or do to make him give his child up. They had no idea who the other father was and Draco was trying to keep it that way, not even his friends knew.
When Ladon was born he had very light hair and bright blue eyes; just like Draco's. However as he started to grow his hair darkened, becoming more like his other father's. Draco was worried at this point that someone would figure out who Ladon's other father was. If his son's eyes were green instead of blue than everyone would have known he was Harry Potter's.
"If you will excuse me, I need to go for some fresh air." Draco said to his friends with a nod of his head.
Whenever he would start to think about Harry he needed to walk away from everything, and everyone. He hated himself that after Eight years of being apart from the other man that he would still feel so drawn to him. They had only met a couple of times within the walls of Hogwarts at night. The first time was by accident, both walking out after curfew, looking to spy on the other. Fighting ensued and then clothes lay on the ground, bodies intertwined, moan's escaping lips.
Draco had never felt so confused in his entire life after that night. He never thought about himself as being gay, straight, or bi. Before Harry he was a virgin, not by choice, but with the demands of his Father and the Dark Lord over his shoulder he didn't have time for such things.
After that night with Harry he couldn't stop thinking about him; his hands, mouth, his everything. He wanted more, needed more of the other boy and he would go out every night looking for him. They only met up a couple more times, but that was enough for Draco to fall in love. They talked after each time and he got to know the real Harry, as Harry got to know the real him. He thought Harry was feeling the same way, until the fiendfyre incident.
Draco had only gone to follow Harry to make sure he was alright; he needed some kind of excuse since his friends refused to leave his side. So he started an argument with Harry about his wand, it was stupid but he didn't think Harry would actually get angry about that. He was wrong. Greg or Goyle, one of the two; he still doesn't know, set the fyre.
He was so glad that Harry saved him, even said those dreaded three words into his ear as they flew out of the room. Harry had stiffened on his broom when Draco stated how he felt, but he didn't realize it right then. When they landed Draco was smiling until he saw Harry's face.
"Why did you say that Malfoy?" His eyes frantically looking around; anywhere but at him.
Draco didn't know what to say, couldn't understand why Harry was so angry and why he wouldn't look at him.
"Because that is how I feel. I thought." Draco was cut off by Harry pointing his wand into his face.
"You don't feel Malfoy. You are a heartless, careless bastard just like your father." Draco went to respond before his emotions got away with him but was cut off when Ron landed next to them. "Bout time, let's get out of here." Draco couldn't do anything but watch as Harry ran away from him and left his words to echo around in his head.
Two months later he found out he was with Ladon. His parents tried to find out who the other father was, even went as far as disowning him. He didn't care, he didn't need their money. He had a business of his own and took care of himself right after graduation. He was glad when Pansy and Blaise stood by him. They were the only ones; no one understood how he could raise his own child without the other parent. Some thought he should give his son up so he could be raised by a "Traditional Family", one with a man and a woman.
Draco laughed at everyone and moved to this cabin, away from the world that wouldn't stop judging him for everything in the past and now present. He wanted to be able to raise his son without the critical eyes of the world always watching.