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Pairing: Harry/Draco so this is SLASH.

Thank you to Malombra for being such great a BETA though she has not seen this yet.

Summary: He'd been on Harry's mind since the day he met him, really met him.

AU.

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ALWAYS ON MY MIND

Chapter Three

Ginny watched as the two gorgeous men drew closer together the longer they talked. She doubted they even realized what they were doing so entranced they were with the other. She had to bite her lip, hard, to keep from smirking. She hadn't come up with a suitable plan yet but she would think of something.

Harry's black, shaggy, hair was a direct compliment to Draco's sleek, straight, blonde hair. Their expressions were the same- interested but cautious. Harry was slightly shorter than Draco's 5 ft 9 in height so he had to look up. Draco was taking clear advantage of that by leaning slightly forward and looking down so it looked like they were on the verge of kissing. If they got any closer they would, Ginny was sure.

She hadn't wanted to tell Harry the 'unconfirmed' rumors she had heard. That Draco had finally come back to London after 3 years traveling around for his company. That Draco wasn't married. That Draco was gay. That Draco had had the biggest, biggest, crush on Harry while in school.

And the biggest one was that Draco's kids weren't really his kids. They were from the orphanage he had started in his seventh year. It wasn't a secret. Everyone, everyone with kids, had had an unofficial contract with DM Enterprise for the safety and well-being of their children. No matter what side they had been on- they knew their kids would be taken care of.

In fact, Harry had students in his infirmary right now that had spent the years of the war safe and secure under Draco's diligent guard. She knew Harry was aware of the Orphanage, he donated many galleons every year to it, but she was sure he didn't make the connection between the two. Which didn't surprise her. Harry had been a little preoccupied during school and the war and then his training. He kept himself away from the general public. He didn't read the Daily Prophet. He didn't listen to gossip. He kept to the Hogwarts infirmary, her family's house, and occasionally out with her when she managed to bribe him. He was one of the strongest individuals she had ever know but the depth of his heart amazed her.

She also knew that Harry was harboring a deep seated crush on the beautiful Slytherin. Ginny watched as Harry's face was open and he was laughing. Something they hadn't seen him really do in a long time. It bode well for the future.

Thankfully, since she hadn't come up with a plan yet, Draco took a chance. He had blanched when he had heard the name of the Potions Master who was supplying the potions for the infirmary. Only Ginny recognized the glint in his eyes as a plan and she rejoiced, silently of course.

"I would like to come and check out your supply cabinet to see what you are in need of. Will tomorrow around 2pm be a good time for you?" Draco's voice was even and professional but the glint was more pronounced.

Harry looked startled for one second before he beamed at the other man. "Your input would be invaluable, Draco. Could we make it 3pm though, there is a staff meeting at 1pm and I am not sure how long that will last?"

"That will be fine." Since Harry was shorter than him he didn't see the curios gleam in the Slytherin's eyes. But Ginny could.

Ginny finally felt that she had something to add that would help the plan that she knew Draco had barely thought of move along quicker than he would expect. "Harry, isn't Brown in the infirmary right now?"

Before Harry could answer Draco interrupted, "Josh Brown?"

Harry looked confused before he nodded slowly, "yes, do you know him?"

Ginny held her breath here. She had no clue how Harry was going to take this information.

Draco nodded and smiled softly. "He is one of my kids."

Harry shook his head and his eyes narrowed. "That's not possible, Brown is in fourth year. You would have had to be 10 when he was born!"

It was Draco's turn to look startled and then he laughed, which only angered Harry more, before speaking, "Josh Brown lives in my Orphanage. He has since he was nine."

Draco watched as Harry's eyes widened and he blushed. "Oh."

Ginny jumped into the tense silence. "I had heard that you were here to take another one of your kids to St. Mungo's for treatment."

Harry shot a glare at Ginny. He had just made a fool of himself and she was asking about rumors! What kind of friend was she?

"Yes, little Shea Britton. She has contracted leukemia." You could practically hear his sorrow.

"Leukemia? But she's a witch!" Harry was shocked. As a Medi-wizard he knew it should be impossible for a witch or wizard to get a muggle disease.

Draco sighed, "she's a Squib, Harry."

Harry froze, eyes wide with pain, "oh, Merlin."

Draco watched as Harry's green eyes softened and filled with pain. He seemed to slump in his seat.

The three at the table seemed to ignore the party-goers around them.

"How old is she?" Ginny was surprised that it was herself that asked the question.

Draco took a deep breath but didn't look away from Harry. "She's four."

"Is there no help for her?"

Draco sighed and finally glanced away from Harry. He fiddled with his almost empty glass as it was clear he was trying to find a way to tell the always sympathetic Gryffindor what he had been told just today. "They say she doesn't have enough magic for the potions to work on her."

"I'm sorry." Ginny whispered into the silence his statement had made. She just knew Harry was hurting. She had never knew someone with as big a heart as he had. And he loved kids. He hated to see any child in pain or danger.

"What about muggle methods? There are some that work on certain types of leukemia." Harry had struggled for a minute to get his emotions under control and he was grateful when he felt the familiar feeling of, well, it was hard to explain, he had a mindframe he settled into whenever he needed to be without emotions. It was how he managed to survive the war. "I have a list of contacts in the muggle world that may be able to help her."

Draco stared at Harry for a few minutes. He knew Harry would feel guilty which was why he hadn't wanted to bring this up. He shot a black look at the red head on the other side of the table and was shocked when he got a smirk in return. Why that little Weasel! "Harry, I-"

Harry reached out and laid his hand on Draco's. "I want to help."

The two men looked into each others eyes for a very long time. The only one who noticed was the sharp eyed red head sitting across from them. On the outside she was smiling gently but on the inside she was jumping up and down, shouting in triumph, and smirking.

Of course.

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