Chapter VIII: The Day After, The Beginning

In his office in London, Harry was busy rummaging thru his papers as he is trying to finalize his work before he goes on leave for their honeymoon. Upon hearing a knock on the door "Come in" he said and the door bore Stamos, his assistant. "Sir, I received news that there is an interview being held in your library at the Manor" he reported. Harry looked up with a dark look on his face as he quickly piled his papers on his desk. "Which paper?" he asked as he stood up and Stamos opened the door for him. He quickened his pace as he head out of the building, "How long has it been going on?" "It just started Master"

In an hour's time they arrived at the Manor in time to see Draco being surrounded by reporters in their library. "Of course, we go way back. He loves me as much as I love him. In fact he left me a present this morning before he went to work." Draco informed the reporters as he showed them the necklace. He stiffened when he saw Harry standing by the door. He made his way towards Draco and kissed him. "That is why I went home early; to see my beloved husband cause I missed him dearly and we need to prepare for our flight tonight" as Harry informed the press, he ushered Draco towards the door. "We'll talk later" he whispered to Draco's ear. He went upstairs and left Harry with the reporters as they were having a conversation about fast cars and fancy restaurants.

Harry found Draco pacing around their room biting his nails. He cleared his throat and as Draco looked at him "I know you think that I let them in but just so you know, I have nothing to do with —" he was not able to finish what he was about to say as Harry held up his finger which only meant for him to be quiet. He had a dark look in his eyes "Do you think I would believe you?" he said gruffly. "There are three things you need to learn to survive the next five minutes" he hissed at the blonde.

"One. You do not talk to the press unless I gave approval which will never happen" he glared at Draco. "But I thought —" Draco started but was soon interrupted. "Two. You do not appear in public wearing those." The blonde looked at his clothing — a white cotton shirt which hugged his body and a pair of plaid shorts since he was just at home — and blushed. "What the hell is wrong with what I'm wearing?" he questioned Harry. "At least I'm wearing something. And what was the third thing I need to learn?" he challenged the dark haired man.

"How to appease an angry husband" and Harry lunged at him. With just a wave of his hand Draco was completely naked as he assaults the blonde's lips with a ravishing kiss. He held Draco's head in place as he gently led them both towards the bed. He laid Draco and followed after as he caressed the sides of the man beneath him. Soft moans and whimpers followed as Harry licked his nipple and worked his way to fondle the blonde's balls. With a wave of his hands Draco felt a tingling sensation in his arse as he opened his eyes to see Harry lining up on his entrance. He was perplexed as he was not fully stretched yet and he felt Harry already breaching his tight ring. With one full thrust from Harry and a pained whimper from the blonde, he was seated within Draco. He waited for him to be fully adjusted before Harry began to move in and out. His pacing was fast "You know what I was thinking while they were staring at you and your body?" he gasped as the pleasure is already building up. Draco shook his head and just looked at him. He hung his arms on Harry's shoulders "My right to lie between your legs and to claim you over and over again" Harry drawled at him. And with that, Draco shuddered at what Harry has said. His moans getting louder and with a scream of Harry's name, Draco came followed by Harry afterwards who buried his face at the crook of the blonde's neck.

Basking in their afterglow "Gods, how can it be that he can make me lose my control" Harry thought to himself. He gently nibbled on Draco's earlobe and whispered "Did I hurt you?" Draco just shook his head and wrapped his arms around Harry. He was contented to just feel him so close even though he doubts that the dark haired man wants him in the same way he does. It hurts to know that you love someone more than you love yourself but at the same time knowing that what you feel cannot be reciprocated. He just sighed contently.

Harry slowly detaches himself from Draco "Get some rest. We'll be leaving tonight for our honeymoon". Draco was surprised. "Where are we going? I can't leave my plants. You know that" he ranted. He brought his hand to his head looking devastated. Harry sighed, "You can have Narcissa to watch over them while we're away" he suggested with a weak smile. He straightened out his clothing still dazed with just happened "I'll just finish some stuff in the library then have dinner with you before we leave" he informed Draco. "Okay" was just the blonde's meek answer.

When Harry left the room, opted to take a shower before he prepares the things he will bring. Since he did not go down to eat lunch, it was brought to their room. After he ate, he continued packing. He heard a soft knock on the door and allowed the person to come in. "How are you doing my darling?" it was Narcissa. "I was informed by your husband that you will be travelling with him" she added with a smile. Draco indicated for his mother to sit down beside him on the bed. As Narcissa approached him, she handed a white envelope to him. "You were to receive a letter on your wedding day, remember? The solicitor was not able to give it to you since you were ushered into the Manor because of the press." She told him.

Draco opened the letter and read it.

My Dear Son,

This is what you wanted. You should thank me for it.

Love,

Your Father

He crumpled the letter, clearly disappointed with what he read. "What was it about?" she asked him. "I thought it would contain something about Scorpius" he sighed. "Did you tell Harry about him?" as she hugged him and patted his back. "How could I when all he ever does when we are alone is either fuck me or holler at me" "Watch your language Draco" his mother sternly reprimanded him.

"I don't know Mother. What have I done to deserve this?" he whined. "Hush now, my child. It will get better I hope. Just give him time, and you must enlighten him as well" she said as she cupped his face and kissed his temples. Before she left she handed him a package wrapped in a red cloth. "The workers found this when they were working on the house. Looks like it belonged to your father and it looks quite precious for him to hide it. I think you should have it." She said as he reached for it.

It was past lunch time when they arrived at their destination. Draco managed to sleep on the plane however, Harry still worked while they were travelling. It's either he is busy reading the newspaper and shuffling some files or speaking on his mobile phone in different languages again.

Everyone on the cabin looked at him when he entered. "Where are we?" he asked the dark haired man. "We are in Greece, love" was just Harry's reply. And he motioned for him to take a seat and continued to do whatever he was doing when his blonde husband appeared. Draco just sighed.

They were greeted by several reporters on the airport. They managed to smile but did not give out any interviews. They got in the backseat of the car that was waiting for them. "I will just be settling something before I can join you at the island" Harry said as he breaks the silence. "What island?" Draco clearly confused on what is going on. "I bought an island a year ago and that is where we will be staying" he supplied. Draco snickered as he said "Oh don't bother to check on me. I might be dried up as a mummy when you come back"

"After all, you ignored me on the way here why a sudden change." He continued. Harry glared at him "For your information we were in a middle of a stock market crisis while you were enjoying you beauty sleep back there" he retorted. Draco just sighed and looked out into the window. Harry stared at him wanting to reach out to him and hug him but all he managed was "Don't worry, once I'm done I'll make sure that you have all of my attention" as he chuckled. The blonde just rolled his eyes.

When Draco arrived at the mansion on the island, he was led to their supposed to be room. He wandered about and took an interest on the cabinets and what could be in there. He opened them and found several clothing for men and women. He felt a pang in his chest as he thought that those could be for Harry's unexpected visitors — most probably lovers. Feeling more than hurt as ever, he retired to the bed and curled up to sulk. "I feel so alone" he thought to himself.

He decided to unpack his stuff and found the package that his mother left him. He unfolded the cloth and found a stack of letters within. "From whom could this be and for whom" he wondered. He picked up the one on top and opened the envelope. He was shocked to see Harry's handwriting on the parchment, he looked at the envelope to see that the letter is actually for him. He went thru all the letters and he was crying as he was reading. He felt that all those years of crying for Harry and being bitter about it was nonsense. It was all his father's doing, how can he be so cruel. "Why did he do this to us, to me? I am his son." He was so furious, he doesn't know what to do. He feels so lost.