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Domino Effect

~Chapter Three~

-The Conversation-

Using his key to enter his home, Harry shrugged his coat off and hung it in the closet by the door calling out into the house. "Draco, you here?"

"In the living room, dear." Draco's voice held caution in it that put Harry on edge.

Pulling out his wand he slowly made his way down the hall. "I was thinking we could order something in tonight for dinner. Any idea what you might want?" To be honest Harry hadn't much thought about dinner, but anything to keep Draco talking till he knew what was going on.

"Why don't we discuss it once you get in here?" Draco's voice held no fear which relieved Harry greatly.

Walking cautiously into the room wand held at the ready Harry quickly took in the scene. Draco sat on the chair next to the fireplace with none other the Lucius and Narcissus Malfoy on the sofa not far from him.

Not sure if he should put his wand away or raise it Harry sent a questioning glance to Draco. "I didn't know we were having guest."

Draco rose from his seat Malfoy grace in full form. He walked to Harry before placing a light kiss on his cheek taking the time to reply, "I hadn't planned on it either." He placed a light pressure on the hand holding the wand to signal that it wasn't needed, before turning to his parents. "Harry, I'm sure you remember my parents, Mom, Dad, this is my husband Harry." Draco held his head high and didn't resist when Harry took his hand.

"Welcome to my home Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy." Harry tried for an at ease smile though he felt anything but.

Narcissus sniffed, "If you are married wouldn't it make it my son's home as well?"

Harry nodded his head acceptingly, "Of course, though we haven't had much time to discuss it I am assuming we will be moving to somewhere that will become our home." He gave a small smile to Draco, "after all Malfoy Manor is Draco's home, and this has been mine since our Hogwarts days. It only makes since that we start somewhere we can both see as home."

Draco shot the dark haired man a winning grin, "I love the idea."

Harry chuckled, "I thought you might. I was going to mention it tonight, but not with so much company." He shrugged to signify that it didn't much matter though. Moving to take a seat in Draco's previously occupied chair he pulled the man down with him so that he was sitting on one of the arms and leaning against Harry for support. Even in such a position Draco seemed to glow with dignity.

"It would seem Mr. Potter that you took it upon yourself to marry my son with out our consent." Mr. Malfoy spoke with an underlying anger in his voice.

Harry raised a brow, allowing Draco to comb his hair with his fingers. "You didn't leave us much choice or warning, did you Mr. Malfoy."

Narcissus gave her husband a questioning gaze. "What does he mean by that dear."

Lucius grew slightly pale.

"He means mother that father informed me just yesterday that he had arranged for me to take a Russian bride and the engagement contract would be signed this morning. That let us less the twenty-four hours notice to find a way around it." Draco shot his father a glair, "I hadn't intended to get married in a hovel with strangers as witnesses, or for you to meet Harry as my husband in such a fashion but as Harry said you left us little choice father."

"You arranged a marriage without consulting me Lucius Malfoy? And when exactly had you planned to tell me of this contract? On his wedding day? Or perhaps on my death bed or yours?" Narcissus sounded like her words were creating honey but the look in Lucius eyes spoke volumes of fear.

"Now darling, of course I would have told you, I thought I already had. I must have thought about it so much that my mind believed it had happened." Lucius sounded like he was speaking to a very unpredictable wild cougar.

Narcissus's eyes flashed, "My son ran off and got married behind our backs because you went behind mine. Don't give me your petty excuses."

"You're going to be mad at me for a marriage contract that isn't even signed, but completely ignore the fact that our son got married without our permission, and to a male at that. Not to mention to non other than Harry Potter." Lucius sounded completely bewildered at the turn of events.

"He wouldn't be married now if it wasn't for your underhanded attempts and there are worse people he could have married. As for being a male, how could you possibly miss the very obvious fact that our son is gay?" Narcissus raised a brow as if begging him to defend himself against that.

Lucius huffed, "I am sure that he will get over this phase soon enough."

Draco had sat silently through his parents' argument letting Harry pat his knee reassuringly, but at this statement he saw red. "Phase, a phase father? I am not going through any kind of phase."

"I am speaking with your mother, not you." Lucius was quickly becoming annoyed at the situation.

"I don't care who you're speaking with, you are discussing me. How long would you say a phase lasts? A couple of days, a few months, a year?" Draco had stood up at this point and was pointing a finger accusingly at his father. "How long has this phase been going on?"

"It is a phase and that is the last that will be said on it." Lucius demanded.

"I am gay father and have knowingly been for well on seven years. Not one, not two, but seven. Well past the point of it being a phase." Draco shouted.

Harry feeling things were getting out of hand when Lucius stood up to confront his son quickly rose from his seat and inserted himself between the two angry men. "I think that is enough. Both of you sit down." He gave a pointed glare to Lucius who only took a seat when his wife yanked determinedly on his arm. Once Malfoy Sr. had reclaimed his seat he turned to his still fuming husband. "You to," taking the man's wrist gently in his hold he pushed him into the chair and took the blonde's previous position.

"Now let us please continue this conversation in a civilized manor. Mr. Malfoy whether you insist on your son's sexual preferences as being a phase or not is mote at this point. He is married to a male and that is that." Harry gave the man a pointed look when he appeared as if he was going to argue. "He will also remain so."

Lucius' features took on a dark complexion. "We'll see about that."

"Really?" Narcissus reinserted herself back into the conversation. "You intend to break my son's marriage without one care for his feelings or mine?" The woman stood with an offended air. "I am going home and you Mr. Malfoy can find somewhere else to sleep, because I can assure you I care not for you being anywhere near me."

Taking the few steps toward her son she bent down and kissed him on the cheek, "Come by tomorrow and we'll go out for lunch. There is much to discuss." Offering a warm smile to Harry she softly spoke, "good evening Mr. Potter, I'm sure we will be seeing much of you soon." Giving a last glare at her husband she made her way to the floo and in a flash of green was gone.

Rubbing his eyes in a tired fashion Lucius Malfoy practically slumped in his seat.

"You do realize that she's probably locked you out of the house right?" Draco asked his father with a raised brow.

"Oh, I have no doubt about it." Lucius confirmed without looking up.

Draco looked up at Harry with a pleading gaze. Harry dropped his shoulders with a resigned air, getting a smile from the blond.

Standing from his seat Draco moved to place a hand on his father's shoulder. "Come on, We'll put you up for the night. I'm sure by morning she'll have cooled off enough to let you back in."

Standing as well, "You can have the spare room for the night," Harry went down the hall to the spare bedroom just across from the bathroom and next door to his office. Pulling a spare blanket from the closet as well as an extra pillow he placed them on the bed as he heard the two Malfoy's ender the room. "Bathroom is across the hall there are more blankets in the cabinet down the hall and towels are in the one just above them."

Moving to the door he paused, "I'll just order in some Chinese while you two talk." He placed a small brief kiss on Draco's cheek nodded to Lucius and left the room.

qp

Lucius looked about the room with a look of distaste. It was done in plain browns and tans. The room itself was much smaller then what he was used to and held only a bed, desk, two bedside tables and a chest of drawers.

"I know it doesn't look like much, but the bed's comfortable enough." Draco had no idea if this was true, but knowing Harry's friends had probably used the room at some point Harry would have made sure of it.

Shooting his son a contemplating look Lucius just nodded. "I don't suppose you have something I could sleep in?"

Draco smirked, "I can ask Harry, I haven't had time to move in my things." At his father's raised brow he broadened his explanation. "You would have noticed, had I disappeared every night. There just wasn't any point."

"That's quite alright I'll transfigure something… Do you really care for him?" Lucius asked with a raised brow.

Draco thought on his answer for a moment, "More then I thought I ever would." It wasn't a lie. He relaxed a bit at the man's nod.

"Are you really going to try to split us up?" Draco couldn't help feeling anxious as he waited for an answer. Even though he knew it was impossible he knew his relationship with his father would never be the same again if he said yes.

Lucius took in a deep breath and let it out again, "There really isn't a point is there. You're mother's support has left me without a leg to stand on. So the issue is mote. That doesn't mean I have to like him or the situation in the least though I will try to respect it."

Draco smiled, "that's all I ask father."

qp

Dinner had been a fairly quite if a bit awkward. After clearing away the dishes and biding the two Malfoy's goodnight Harry escaped to his bedroom. Preparing for bed quickly before climbing under the covers he was just about to shut the lights off when the door opened and Draco entered quickly shutting the door behind him.

Harry waited silently as Draco picked up the pajama pants Harry had left out for him and disappeared into the bathroom to reappear a short time later hair slightly damp, he climbed into the other side of the bed. Turning out the lights they laid their in silence for a time.

"Well that had been interesting," Harry said no longer able to take the silence.

Draco chuckled swatting the other on the shoulder. "Oh Merlin," was all he could think to say.

"Do you think your father will try to kill me in my sleep?" Harry asked not all together joking.

Draco rolled his eyes, "I serious doubt it, after all mother would make him miserable for the rest of his life. That is if she let him live."

Harry turned on his side to face the other even if it was difficult to make out much of the figure in the dark. "You know I was serious about the place. If this is going to work, we need something that's ours. I'm not living at Malfoy Manor not now not tomorrow and not in fifty years. I know this place isn't what you're used to and I can't expect you to be comfortable here. So, the only thing to do is to find somewhere we can both be happy living." Harry held his breath waiting for a reply.

"I can agree with that, though at some point I will inherit the Manor… though I suppose if when that time comes and if you're still averse to living there we can just keep it and pass it on with any other properties we have." Draco was actually pleased with the thought of picking out his own place, the place he would make into a home with Harry.

Harry released his pent up breath, "I suppose we can look over the properties we already own and if we don't care for any of those then we can check into what's available on the market. If we find nothing we can both agree on then I suppose we can always have something built to our liking."

Draco suddenly felt very excited, "You mean it? Harry, you're serious?" He was practically bouncing in the bed.

Harry laughed, "I wouldn't have suggested it if I didn't mean it. Ouph," A heavy weight suddenly landed on his chest as he was tackled. "Take it easy I need some of those body parts."

"Harry I could kiss you!" The phrase had escaped before Draco had time to think about what he was saying. Even in the dim light he could see the blush that started to overcome the dark haired man's cheeks. Calling on all his courage Draco slowly moved till he was directly above Harry looking down into his searching eyes. "Would you mind if I did?" He felt silly asking, but this wasn't a kiss to mess with the other's head or needed for ceremony. This kiss was simply because he wanted to and it was only right to allow the other the option to say no.

Blush firmly in place Harry shook his head no, "You can I mean, if you want to." He tried to ignore the utterly ridicules feeling he was feeling and instead concentrated on the smoky grey eyes that loomed above him. Closing his eyes as they drew closer he tried not to be startled when soft lips pressed lightly against his own.

They both allowed themselves to just relax and feel. Their first kiss had been playful, almost a joke, their second awkward and brief. This one, they took slow in no hurry.

Draco felt hands tread through his hair as he nibbled on Harry's bottom lip. Smiling in satisfaction as Harry shuddered from the sensation. Slowly so if uncomfortable with the new development Draco dragged his tongue across and between Harry's slightly parted lips, repressing a groan when Harry's own tongue rose to meet his, sending chills down his spine.

Almost regretfully Draco pulled back before he could deepen their kiss. He could still taste the man beneath him. Opening his eyes Draco smiled as Harry sighed. "Goodnight Harry." He pulled the covers up over his shoulders not bothering to move further from the other then enough to place his head on the pillow and still leave his shoulder touching Harry's.

True the kiss had been fairly innocent, but it promised a great many things for a time when they were both much more ready.

HELP: So yeah the house idea, it just sort of popped up and wouldn't go away. I'm not sure if I actually want to make them build a house completely from scratch, but it is a thought… any opinions on it?
Should Harry attend Ginny's wedding?
Any thoughts on Lucius' behavior? both already writen and future? (I have a tentive idea just not sure if I wish to stick with it.)