Harry was relieved when he heard a knock at the door, though he didn't know why they bothered and didn't just walk in. He didn't have time to think about it nor did he care. As long as they were here maybe Mione could help him out with James while he finished cooking the rest of the food.
"The door's open!", he yelled rushing over to James who was now crying because he had been waiting to long for his bottle. Harry quickly scooped the infant up into his arms and placed a warm bottle in his mouth. There were a few more knocks at the door and Harry was growing frustrated. He thought it was ridiculous that they didn't just walk in like they did any other time. "Alright, I'm coming!", he yelled stopping at the door. He was failing miserably at balancing James' bottle in between his chin and his shoulder as he freed his hand to open up the door. He stopped in surprise to see who it was. It wasn't Ron or Hermione, but none other than Draco Malfoy.
"What the bloody hell are you doing here?", he snapped as Draco stepped inside and kicked the door shut behind him with a loud bang. The loud noise made James spit out the bottle and begin to cry.
"Save it Harry. I came to see him." He pointed at James.
"What for?" Harry said rocking James back and forth trying to calm the child.
"You know bloody well what for." Draco snapped back. "That's my son."
Harry laughed bitterly. "What makes you think you deserve to see him? Hmm?"
"Look, I know you're still angry that I left but you have to understand-"
"How could I possibly understand! You left me! You fucked me and left me!"
Draco winced at that. He regretted it ever since that day. Leaving of course because there was no possible way he regretted sleeping with Harry.
It had been one of the most beautiful moments of his life. The reason he left was because he didn't know how things would work out afterwards and he was scared.
He had loved Harry for so long and as the years progressed, he had gotten married and he was able to let go of the fact that he would never have Harry. But then, they had run into each other. Harry had a terrible injury from one of his Auror missions and Draco was his assigned Healer. He felt very lucky.
From then on he and Harry had grown to be great friends; something he thought would never happen and he cherished every moment of it.
One night Draco and his wife had a terrible fight. She said she couldn't stand being with someone like him and told him it would be a miracle if anyone would ever want to be with him because he was such a right foul git. That hurt him more than she knew. She declared she wanted a divorce and Draco said he would see to it before things between them grew out of hand. Draco left that night not wanting to see any more of his soon-to-be-ex-wife for the entire night and went to his favorite pub, drowning himself in fire whiskey and scotch.
Harry was already there, which had given Draco some relief that he wouldn't have to be alone that night and he had a friend beside him. They joked and laughed through out the night and Draco was having the most fun he'd had since the war ended with the raven-haired man. That was until Harry had started noticing something wrong with Draco and had to ask being the Gryffindor he was. Draco knew he couldn't lie to him so he spilled everything that had been going on between him and his wife. Harry told him he that he understood where Draco was coming from because of his divorce with Ginny. They had only been married a year before it ended.
Some time after their confessions, things grew pretty intense between the boys. They began a heated snog session which ended with a mind blowing shag. Harry nervously told him just before they made it back to the his flat that he had never had sex with a man before. That gave Draco many ideas. After all was said and done, they laid there for a while in post-coital bliss. Draco had admitted to Harry that that was the best sex he had ever had with anyone. Harry seconded that and fell asleep beside the blonde.
Draco had awoken early the next morning remembering everything and suddenly felt a huge pang of guilt twisting inside him. He had just slept with his best friend. He started to panic and quickly got dressed, thinking that when Harry woke up he would get mad and think that the blonde had used him; which he hadn't. He decided to leave before Harry woke up. That one incident had resulted into the beautiful little boy that lay in Harry's arm as they spoke. Draco wanted nothing more than to be with the raven-haired beauty and his child. He was determined to win Harry back...to get his family back.
"Well?" Harry said impatiently. Draco hadn't noticed that he had drifted off into thought for such a long time.
"If you would let me explain everything then maybe I can make you understand why I did what I did?" Draco's eyes pleaded with Harry.
"Fine. Come and sit down. Hermione and Ron will be here soon. You can join us for brunch if you like. And since you're already here, could you keep an eye on James while I finish cooking?"
Draco beamed and Harry smiled at him before handing James to Draco.