Chapter Four
Several days passed without incident. Harry and Draco relaxed into their life together deciding that they would start spending time getting to know one another once again before moving in together, but they were never far away on most days save the times they were in class. Draco had taken to spending his evenings compiling memories of his and Harry's time together before the last battle in his father's old pensieve to show Harry. He wanted to show Harry the life they had before, his memories of falling in love, and the two of them making plans for the future. All of those beautiful memories that kept him alive for months after the end of the war were something that Draco desperately wanted to share with Harry once again.
On one particular evening after grading nearly two dozen first year potions essays, Draco finally gave in to his aggravation and pulled out the pensieve. He shifted through dozens of tiny vials of memories back to the first day he and Harry were forced to work on their animosity. Then wanting Harry to share the memory as well, wrote a quick missive and fire-called him tossing the letter into the green flames and waited for Harry to show up in his suite.
"Draco, are you okay?" Harry asked stepping from the flames a few minutes later. "Your note didn't explain why you needed to see me."
Draco smiled and ran a hand over his tummy. "I was thinking of reliving a few of my memories from before, and I wanted you to see them too, since you don't have yours anymore."
Harry smiled at his fiancé before dropping a kiss to his lips and sitting beside him on the couch. "Sure I guess."
He placed his hand on Draco's tummy and leaned into him as Draco poured the silver liquid into the basin and leaned forward.
Draco and Harry were sitting in Dumbledore's office and the old man was staring over his half moon glasses with a wicked twinkle in his eye.
"I have witnessed the animosity between the two of you for nearly seven years, and never have I seen such a display of hatred and foolishness as I have in the courtyard this afternoon." Dumbledore took a deep breath before continuing. "I would say that a months worth of detention is in order, but neither of you ever seem to reap the benefit of such endeavors. Therefore, I will be preparing a special set of rooms outside of Slytherin and Gryffindor for you to be living. You will share meals with only each other, you will attend your classes together, sit together, do all projects together, and otherwise spend your time together until this bout of ridiculous animosity dissipates. I am confident when you see that there is nothing different between the two of you that you may even find each other's company pleasant."
Draco's face turned from pale to ashen. "I will do no such thing. You can't force me to live with this disgusting imbecile."
Harry, on the other hand, turned a deeper shade of red and glared at Malfoy with daggers glinting in his eyes. "There is no bloody way I am going to spend all my time with this filthy death eater wannabe."
"Oh but there is." Dumbledore replied slowly. "If you refuse, it will be expulsion for both of you."
Harry and Draco collapsed in their chairs defeated.
"You can't expel me." Harry's voice trembled. "Where will I go?"
"I can and I will if you do not comply with your current method of punishment." Dumbledore sighed. "While neither of you currently have homes worth returning to for whatever reason, I feel that your best alternative will be simply going along until your attitudes improve and changes are made."
Draco turned his head away refusing to look at either Harry or the Headmaster.
Harry and Draco followed their younger selves from the room as Dumbledore led them to their new rooms, which were situated behind a large painting of two knights sharing a pint of ale. They listened as Dumbledore gave them the password and told them that their things would be delivered with in the next several minutes by house elves.
"I can't believe I am being forced into this." Draco ranted once inside their new rooms. "This is an absolute outrage."
"Do you think I am not any more disgusted with the situation than you are?" Harry snapped. "The last thing I need is to spend any more time with filth like you than necessary."
"Shut up Potter." Draco snapped and stormed into the bedroom. Once inside Harry heard a loud shriek of outrage and ran in to see what was going on.
"We only have one bloody fucking bed." Draco yelled indignantly. "That bastard only gave us one fucking bed."
Harry paled as he looked at the standard Hogwarts issue four poster bed and gulped. How was he supposed to sleep in the same bed as Draco Malfoy?
Draco glared at Harry. Sure he hated the annoying Potter bitch, but damn how was he going to sleep with that boy next to him, he was fucking gorgeous, even if he did happen to be the bloody enemy.
Too soon, however, the memory faded leaving Draco and Harry on the couch once more.
"So you thought I was hot even back then?" Harry chuckled before pressing another soft kiss to Draco's lips.
"Potter, I may have hated your guts since first year, but unfortunately, my dick never got that message." Draco replied with a small laugh.
"Mine either." Harry whispered. "So how long before we stopped fighting?"
"Privately or Publicly?"
"Privately."
Draco shifted so that he could get closer to Harry and snuggle into his warmth. "I believe it was after your first really difficult nightmare."
"Really?"
Draco nodded. "You were never good with occulumency, but I was." He explained. "My father taught me legelimency and occulumency when I was younger and several weeks into our forced residency together you had a terrible nightmare about your parents, Cedric, and Sirius. I wasn't sure what was happening, and I suppose morbid curiosity took over so I stepped into your nightmare to see what was going on."
Harry nodded and listened as Draco continued to explain. "I couldn't believe how horrible your life was because of what the Dark Lord did to you, it sort of shocked me out of being the selfish little bastard that I was."
"I can't say I'm glad it took my misfortune to do that, but I am glad I have you in my life now." Harry told him between feather-light kisses over his temple and nose. "I can't imagine what is was like falling in love with you the first time Draco, but falling again is like nothing I can describe." He whispered before settling his lips onto Draco's once more.
Draco pulled back from the kiss and smiled at him. "I would like to continue showing you my memories so that we can re-establish our relationship and your life, Harry." He took a deep breath and continued. "I can't say that I regretted taking away your memories because I know that it was the only way to save your life. But, you have to believe me when I tell you that next to turning my back on my father and everything I have ever been taught it was the hardest thing I think I have ever done."
Harry nodded. "I know." The conversation lulled quickly after and Harry picked the drowsy blonde up carrying him to his bedroom and tucking him into the satin sheets. After placing a chaste kiss on Draco's lips, he walked to the door and let himself out.
It wasn't until Harry reached his own chambers that he found an ornately scribed ministry missive on his coffee table. Thinking it nothing more than another invitation for tea with Kingsley, Harry opened the letter and felt his stomach drop to his ankles.
Mr. Harry James Potter,
It has come to the Ministry's attention that you are now of the legal age to marry. Consequently, you fall under the newly appointed Marriage Law. This being the case, you will have the following young ladies to choose from in order to fulfill the matrimonial requirements within the next year. Furthermore, we must insist that you respect the Ministry's wishes in doing so, as it has come to our attention that your sexual preferences may be variant from the necessary requirements for producing an heir that can capably take over the Potter and Black family legacies. While we understand that you previously engaged in a relationship with Mr. Draco Lucius Malfoy, the Ministry must remind you that to continue the family line he also will be required to marry from a selection of young women who can produce an heir to take over his family. With Lord Malfoy no longer capable of running the family estate due to his sentence in Azkaban this is a necessity that must be accepted without regard to personal preference. We here at the Ministry hope to announce your own engagement within the next several weeks and wish you luck in your search.
Cordially,
Dolores Jane Umbridge
Office of Wizarding Family Services
Harry crumpled the missive and slammed his fist against the sofa. He could not believe they would dare to tell him who he could and could not marry. There would be hell to pay if that woman thought she was going to pull this kind of prank with him.
Unwilling to deal with the foul implications of the letter, Harry stalked into his bathroom and quickly disrobed before stepping into the stream of steaming water and slamming the door behind him. He was furious. Why did it seem that the moment his life started to straighten out something else had to go wrong?
"Damn them." He swore. "I will not let them hurt Draco, or our chance at happiness."
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The next morning, Harry showed Draco the letter, and watched the blonde turn from his usual alabaster complexion to a violent shade of red. He was just as upset and Harry had to lay a calming hand on his love's shoulder to remind him to think of the baby and not get to overwrought.
"What the hell do they think they are playing at?"
Harry snorted. "They are doing the same damn thing they always do, trying to control my life."
"We can't let them do this." Draco spat throwing the parchment to the floor. "We should go to Severus. He has an Order of Merlin First Class from the Wizengamot, he can perform our bonding ceremony and then they won't be able to force our hand."
Pressing a fierce kiss to Draco's lips Harry picked him up and hugged him. "You are brilliant, absolutely brilliant my beautiful little dragon."
Draco blushed profusely.
"What?"
"You haven't called me that since…" His voice caught. "It been so long." He reached forward and pulled Harry's lips down to his once more for a passionate kiss. Harry wound his arms around Draco's waist and pulled him closer and Draco slipped his fingers into Harry's hair. The brunette pulled back to whisper, "You have no idea." Before Draco could question what he meant Harry's mouth closed over his again. This kiss was slightly different; Harry's tongue teased his, coaxing his tongue out of his mouth and into Harry's where he sucked gently on it. Another moan escaped Draco's lips as he felt Harry's hand slide over his suddenly sensitive body. Harry released Draco's slightly swollen mouth as he moved lower, pressing open-mouthed kisses to Draco's throat and shoulder as he pulled the dressing robe completely open to reach more skin.
Upon reaching the blonde's rounded stomach Harry finally bent down and pressed as series of soft kisses against the taut skin.
"Harry," Draco gasped as Harry dipped his tongue into his bellybutton. Draco closed his eyes as he felt the warm tongue move across his round tummy. He didn't know what was worse, the pleasure of Harry's mouth or the hands that seemed to be touching where the mouth wasn't. His eyes shot open as Harry's mouth moved over his length. "Oh,"
His head tilted back and he fisted his hands as Harry's own came into play with his mouth. A soft cry escaped Draco's lips, as Harry slipped the tip of the blonde's erection into his mouth. Running his hand up the hard length Harry ran the tip of his tongue over the tip of Draco erection. Another moan escaped Draco and his eyes slid closed as the pleasure spread out through his entire body.
"Harry," Draco choked out when Harry's mouth slid lower onto the hard member.
"It's ok," Harry replied softly letting the hard member slip from his mouth. He picked Draco up and placed him on the sofa before continuing his torture. Wrapping his hand around the tip of Draco's burgeoning erection he moved further down on the sofa stretching out on his stomach. Spreading the blonde's legs he lifted them both until they were over his shoulders.
"Harry," Draco said leaning up slightly to see Harry smile up at him.
"I love listening to you say my name like that," Harry said seeing the smile that came to Draco's face as he relaxed again. Slipping his hands under Draco's butt, he lifted him slightly as his mouth found Draco's sac. Another cry escaped Draco's swollen lips as Harry slipped slightly lower, one hand going to Draco's hard length while his tongue ran over the tight opening.
"Oh gods stop," Draco gasped out. He wanted to move away from the overwhelming feeling that Harry was creating in him, yet the man's hand on him kept him where he was.
"Relax," Harry said pulling back slightly his hand still moving slowly up and down Draco's length.
"I can't," Draco said, as every muscle in his body seemed to tighten.
"Sure you can, just relax and feel," Harry said slowly running his tongue over Draco's opening again. Keeping his touch light Harry waited for Draco to relax again. After a few minutes Draco finally relaxed as his breathing became raspy and uneven.
"Ok," Draco said softly making his body relax; yet he couldn't stop his hiss of pain as Harry slipped the tip of his middle finger into the opening. Draco arched into the pleasurable intrusion, having missed Harry for so long.
"That's good baby," Harry said slipping his finger slowly deeper.
"Harry no more," Draco said reaching down to grab the arm of the hand that was wrapped around his member. He felt the brunette stop, a cry escaping him. "No don't stop, please."
"Do you want me to stop or not?" Harry asked shifting slightly to look at Draco's face.
"Please," Draco said shaking his head as if he didn't hear Harry's question. He knew what he wanted and something inside of him was about to snap. He didn't even realize he was muttering the word please until Harry's mouth covered his stopping it. Wrapping his arms tightly around Harry's shoulders Draco bent his legs bringing them up slightly.
"What do you want?" Harry asked into the other boy's ear feeling a shudder go though the small body.
"You, always you," Draco muttered as Harry's finger slid slowly in and out of him. "I need…need…uh…Merlin please Harry…" Draco arched up against the hand that was torturing him. Squeezing his eyes shut his nails dug into Harry's back.
Harry clinched his teeth breathing in the blonde's scent again. It had changed slightly; he smelled the tangy smell of sweat that broke out on the Draco's skin. "You're trying to kill me," Draco hissed tears slipping from his eyes.
"No," Harry said licking the silvery path of the tear, before moving to suck on Draco's neck. "Just tell me what you want."
"You, this, everything," Draco said throwing his head back as Harry's finger sank all the way into him. "I need you closer, I want to feel you against me,"
"Draco," Harry said feeling the blonde's hands tugging at his robes.
However, before either could press on in their desperate lovemaking, the fire place flared and a letter flew into the room and onto Draco's coffee table. "Bloody hell!" he groaned.
Harry kissed him again. "Ignore it."
"I can't love, its mother." Draco groaned as he sat up she only floo's mail if it is an emergency.
Draco pulled his robe closed and opened the letter.
Draco,
Darling, I have received a copy of the letter I'm sure the ministry has sent to you regarding the marriage law. I am sure at this point you understand that something must be done if you plan to continue your relationship with Harry, and if you need my help please contact me. I will hold the ministry at bay if I can sweetheart, but do what you must quickly. I hope that my grandchild is doing well. Give him or her my love and Harry as well.
Forever Your loving Mother,
Narcissa Malfoy
"This is perfect." Draco gave Harry a dazzling smile. "We can gather Ron and Hermione, then contact Sev and do the ceremony at the manor. The ministry will never be able to break through our wards."
Harry kissed Draco quickly. "You get dressed I'll go and round up our Weasley's and Remus."
In almost no time, Harry, Draco, Ron, Hermione, Remus, Severus, and Narcissa Malfoy were standing in the Drawing room of Malfoy Manor preparing for the bonding ceremony.
"I wish we had more time." Harry whispered. "I wanted to give you the perfect wedding."
"I don't care about those things." Draco replied as he squeezed Harry's hand. "I just want us to be a family, and to show that blasted Umbridge bitch that she can't control our lives."