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Harry felt the cold creeping in his fingertips. He was taken surprise when he suddenly felt warm. He looked at the person beside him who was grinning as if expecting a show of gratitude. Harry merely rolled his eyes.
"Can't even get a thank you from Cinderella," Aden mumbled to himself but Harry heard it just fine and blushed at the thought of being called Cinderella. Harry could see Aden's muggle heritage and it humbled him that the man was living both worlds at once.
"I'm a man!" Harry snorted at Aden.
Aden looked at him with another heart pounding grin that Harry is beginning to know too well. "Come and sit down, Cinderella." He patted the grass floor beside him and told the shorter man, "Let us talk about your step sisters and evil step mother~"
Harry smacked the hands that were slowly creeping on his own, "Stop being dramatic." Harry felt at home interacting with Aden. He felt as if he had known Aden for years.
"I just swept you out of the dance floor and into the wide space of the night and strolling along a wonderfully made garden," Aden opened his arms upward towards the moon. "I'd like to think myself as Prince Charming and not Cinderella."
"Nothing's wrong with being Cinderella," Harry continued as he sat on beside the mystery man, "I'd have myself a fairy godmother while the Prince Charming's just boring with his work in the palace."
Aden's blue eyes stared at Harry. The Saviour felt helpless in the stare. Harry saw Aden's lips twitch, "Prince Charming's job is not boring." Aden's face neared Harry whose pink coloured cheeks turned red. "Prince Charming had to look everywhere for Cinderella and when he found Cinderella he had to make sure the young lady was thoroughly shag as punishment for living him at the Garden to freeze."
"Oh," Harry felt surprise in his bold voice, "and if I leave you here now, I'll receive the same punishment then?" He titled his head in an innocent way and smiled like an angel at the man. Harry observed that if Aden came closer he would have a perfect chance to kiss Harry's lips.
Aden blinked like an owl and retracted his face away from Harry's to stare at the stars, "Do you have a succubus blood in you?" Harry's gaze never left the man. His green eyes followed every little movement and his ears hear every little breathe. Harry only needed to focus and he swore he would have heard his heart running while his stomach was acting ridiculous again.
Aden sneaked a glance at Harry and proceeded to blush his own pink as Harry was still smiling at him and his green emerald eyes still following his every move, "Stop staring."
Harry smirked, "Am I making you uncomfortable?"
Aden shook his head seeing the smile, "You're making me want to shag you right here, right now." Aden knew he was dealing with a Half Slytherin especially after seeing the smirk.
"What's stopping you?" Aden gripped the grass where his hand rested as the question left Harry's mouth; left Harry's pink and utterly kissable lips. Damn the younger man for not knowing how utterly delectable he is!
Aden glared at the moon, "I don't want to be some experimental love story for you." Aden could hear Harry's breathing hitch, "I am unquestionably attracted to you." Blue eyes meet Green's and as if staring right at each other's soul, they both smile.
"I refuse to have a one night stand with you…" Aden's whisper barely reached Harry's ears but it did and it warmed Harry's heart even a little. Spark of hope lighted but clenched it away seeing it was just their first meeting and Harry doesn't know what the future holds.
"I though myself asexual…" Aden admitted to the Saviour, "I heard about you before but my attention was caught when I saw you with Draco in his Family's trial."
Aden's grip at nothingness tightened as the taste of the truth hit his tongue, "It was the first time where I felt the need to possess someone so entirely that I fear myself turning Dark to obtain you."
Harry listened to Aden with another round of red coloured cheeks. "There you are speaking for a man who put you through a lot of suffering," Aden scanned Harry's face, "So much forgiveness in a man who barely even towered my frame." Aden took Harry's right hand in his left hand and clutched it to his chest, "I saw eyes begging to cry, a body desiring to retreat and a face full of worries to a Death Eater who did what he thought was correct for his family."
Harry was silent as he listened to Aden breathing after and once again Aden decided to speak, "the second time I saw you was in Diagon Alley." Harry lowered his gazed to the ground raking his head for the memories of ever meeting the man.
"I was too afraid to approach you," Aden grinned, "There you were eating ice cream with your Godson and in the windows were photographers taking picture and fans wanting autographs."
"Why didn't you introduce yourself to us then?" Harry asked his voice small and inquisitive, "Teddy and I would have welcomed you to our table."
"I am a son of a Death Eater."
Harry raised his head and gave him a look of apprehension, "And? Draco was a Death Eater and I'd still welcome him."
Aden smiled; he knew that Teddy and Harry would without a doubt. "See," Aden exclaimed, "You see past what society sees. Your eyes gaze upon the man and not the name. I have never met a man quite like you."
Harry knew that if Hermione and Ron would see his blushing face, he'll never be able to breath amongst the teasing. Aden was a man of words; a man who grew mostly in the Muggle World but still fitted perfectly in the Magical Community.
"Let's not discuss little old me," Harry dismissed the topic smiling tensely but appreciatively at Aden, "Maybe not old. Old is your title."
This time it was Aden who smacked his head, "I am only 4 years older than you!"
"So you spoke about your Grandparent?" Harry changed the subject, "If I need a baby sitter for Teddy, can I ask them? They did a great job with you." Harry marvelled the blush he caused in Aden's face. He can flatter someone too.
"They're still in France," Aden told.
Harry tilted his head, "You're French?"
Aden shook his head, "We immigrated there after my mother gave birth."
"But you can speak French then?" Harry had always wanted to learn French and visit the land. It was said to be amazingly romantic.
Aden nodded with a grin, "And I can speak English too." Harry learned that a gentle smack wouldn't really erase the mischievousness of the man and just proceeded to roll his eyes visibly at him.
"If you continue to be this mischievous, I'm afraid of introducing you to my Godson." Harry expressed, "and please don't visit the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. I fear what you can do with the things George sells."
And of course Harry caught Aden's attention. He should have just kept his mouth shut about it. "What's this Weasley's Wizard Wheezes?"
"It's in Diagon Alley…" Harry bit his lips thinking how he evade answering the question but gave up at the excited grin Aden flashed Harry.
"I've only been to the Bank, Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour and Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions… I refused to be drag by Mrs Malfoy all over the Alley to buy stuff for this event." Aden proclaimed as he shivered knowing full well how the Malfoy Matriarch can be when it comes to shopping.
"It's a joke shop founded by the Weasley twins," Harry tensed a little in remembrance.
Aden placed Harry's right hand in Harry's mouth to silence him, "Don't. It's making you uncomfortable. I'll just visit it tomorrow." Harry didn't know how to react. He was happy that Aden was not to push but was very nervous because George and Aden meeting each other could be a nightmare! Harry wanted to keep Aden away from the shop; the already mischievous man would cause worse for the Malfoys but the grin, oh that happy grin, stopped him.
I hope the Malfoys ready for you, Harry thought to himself as he heard Aden asking about the products. "Do they have something that can change Draco's hair colour?" Aden asked and Harry could only nod with a prayer. He noted to himself to remind the Malfoys about this discovery.
"Grandfather would have enjoyed coming to the joke shop then," Aden smiled. Harry noticed the tenderness in Aden's voice.
"I take it that the naughtiness is inherited?" Harry saw the grin again in Aden's face.
"Grandfather always challenged me to prank Grandmother but," Aden turned sheepish, "Grandmother's too scary to prank… maybe when the Manor is done and they'll come back in England."
"When are they coming back?" Harry was curious. Maybe Aden would introduce them.
"A month or two from now probably; the Manor is almost done," Aden said. "My Grandfather has been nagging at me for being so slow with the affairs. He's excited to come home to his mother land." Harry was excited too. He would love to meet the Grandparents who raised Aden. Aden's eyes sparkled with delight when he talked about his Grandparents and Harry absolutely loves the colour like Sapphires.
"You have beautiful eyes," Harry grinned to Aden. Harry knew it surprised Aden.
"Look who's talking," Aden's left hand reached to Harry's chin and inclined Harry's head upwards ogling at Harry's green eyes, "Emerald like."
"Yours are like Sapphires," Harry's breathing skipped in anticipation, "People say I have my mother's eyes."
Aden smirked, "I know I have my Grandmother's eyes."
"Harry!" Aden reluctantly let go of Harry as Hermione and Ron called out. Harry saw Hermione's smug smile.
"I think it's time for you guys to go inside," Hermione told.
"The Party's ending and it can't end without you," Ron grinned boyishly at his best friend. Ron's eyes going back and forth to Harry's blush and Aden's smirk.
Aden stood up and offered his left hand to Harry who took it without complaints, "Let's take Cinderella to the Dance Floor then." Harry hit Aden's shoulder with a gentle slap and glared at him. Harry rolled his eyes as Aden grinned again.
Hermione giggled in knowing while Ron's eyebrow raised in question, "A muggle fairy tale, Ron."
Aden took Harry's arms into his and interlinking them, "It's about someone being swept away by A Prince Charming. I'm that Prince Charming by the way so that lives the lady role to Harry."
This time Harry smacked Aden hard in the arms, "Dream on!"
Aden grinned, "You hit like Grandmother does. Careful though, you might grow grey hairs!" Harry rolled his eyes and ignored the man favouring to signal Hermione to lead them to the Ballroom. Harry couldn't help it but cheekily smiled to Aden, "I ask that you behave yourself, Prince Charming."
Hermione couldn't believe what she heard. Harry was flirting and was successful in making someone blush too! There she thought that this day would never come and here comes this illegitimate son of Lestrange and outright swept Harry to cloud nine! She and Ron shared a knowing look before nodding at Harry and Aden to follow them.
They could hear Aden whisper to Harry, "I expect a reward after, Emerald Eyes." Hermione felt a shiver in her spine. She felt as if he was intruding at a private moment. Was this how Harry felt when she and Ron choose to flirt?
"I'll personally introduce you to George Weasley…" Harry told with his own whisper. Hermione looked at Ron's confused face. Hermione gave Harry a questioning look. 'Later' Harry mouthed to her.
When they entered the busy room, Lucius Malfoy was already half way done with his speech. Aden settled Harry to a chair near Draco Malfoy, Ron and Hermione was seated in front of them in the round table. Harry listened as the Head of the Malfoy Family said his thanks to Harry as stoic as any person can possibly be. Harry nodded his head to Lucius.
"Harry Potter as much as my Pride hates to admit it, thank you." Lucius ended his speech and the floor erupted in cheers. Aden and Ron was sniggering like children. Hermione and Harry could only roll their eyes as Draco glared at them.
Harry watched as another person said his thanks but Harry's gaze landed to Narcissa who reached out for Lucius to sit with them. A Family who made the wrong choices for the right reasons; they were the Malfoy Family, a wonderful family amongst the bad crowd. How wonderful would it be if he had something that this family have? Complete devotion to each other.
Harry swallowed the drink near his hand. Aden looked at him in worry, "Are you okay?" Harry nodded not trusting his voice, "That was my wine you drunk."
Harry's eyes widen, "Sorry."
Aden grinned again at him, "I'm just worried if you're drunk?"
"He's not that lightweight," Hermione interrupted their whispering and Harry saw the Malfoys and some Weasleys are gawking at the two of them.
Aden coughed and stood up, "I'll get another cup." He looked at Harry who eyed the self-replenishing cup of wine, "Water this time."
Harry nodded, "Please?" Not trusting his self with another glass of wine. Hermione and Ron eyed Aden walking to the Buffet table to fetch a glass. Harry didn't know how much control he had at the mystery man. Hermione knew by observation that Aden already has some developing attraction for Harry.
Harry cleared his throat and looked at Narcissa Malfoy with an apologetic smile, "Narcissa, I would like to apologize to you in advance."
Everybody looked at the Malfoys while the Malfoys looked at each other in question and then to Harry for clarification, "It seems that I have unknowingly told Aden about Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. I would like to warn you with the food you eat and the liquids you drink seeing as he is staying here for a while." Harry sincerely looked sorry. Molly and Arthur Weasley sighed knowingly.
"It seems that he will be visiting the shop tomorrow as he told me." Harry smiled sheepishly at them. Draco glared at the Saviour; blaming Harry with it.
Everybody in the table watched as Aden replaced the Goblet in Harry's front with a new one, "As much as I like to see you drunk, now's not the time for that so water for you." Aden noticed everybody's eyes on him oblivious to why, "Am I that gorgeous that everybody has to stare?"
For the first time everybody heard Narcissa Malfoy grumbled.