A/N:Too tired to leave note - thanks for the reviews.
Chapter Ten
Harry watched as Scorpius played a few pieces of music and he was pleasantly surprised at how good he was.
"Do you enjoy playing?" he asked the younger Malfoy.
He beamed, "Yes I do. It makes dad proud and I like making dad smile" and Harry thought, so do I.
"Does Draco play with you often?" he was intrigued, knowing Draco played the piano made him seem more human. As one was always effected by music – it couldn't be helped.h
Scorpius nodded, "Yes all the time, he plays better than me. He said he used to have me in a mosses basket in here and would play lullabies for me- it was the only thing that shut me up apparently" he grinned, as if proud of this fact.
Harry chuckled, "Does your dad play anything else?" Scorpius furrowed his brows, "Dad said he is an accomplished musician and can play various instruments but none as well, as he plays the piano" Scorpius stood.
"I think dinner will be ready soon" and he headed for the door, Harry followed.
Scorpius was right, Draco was just placing the food on the table, ready for them to help themselves.
"Oh goody, I'm so hungry dad" Scorpius chimed.
Draco smiled, "Then you'd be pleased to know that I made your favourite dessert" and he sat and began plating up food for Scorpius.
"Wicked – Harry, dad's made trifle, I loooooooooooove trifle"
Harry smiled warmly at him, "How do you find the time to cook all this food?" astonished at Draco's abilities.
Draco gave a smug grin, "Pure skill" and he laughed as Scorpius nodded his head in agreement.
Draco felt strange, he had almost kissed Harry, his lips brushed over them slightly and he could feel Harry's warm breath against his own lips. Then his own son interrupted them. He was glad that Harry left the kitchen for half an hour, giving him time to pull himself together.
Still he felt strange, watching Harry converse and joke with Scorpius, seeing him laugh and smile, occasionally catching his gaze and holding it. Was it possible that Harry wasn't mortified by their almost kiss? Was Harry going to let Draco kiss him? Well that he didn't know, but he knew Harry was staying tonight and some of tomorrow and his stomach swarmed and twisted into knots.
Scorpius had kept the conversation going between all three of them and Harry was glad. If Scorpius wasn't there, Harry was sure he would mostly likely stare dumbfound at Draco.
They enjoyed the homemade trifle and then Harry played a few games of wizard's chess with Scorpius. It was about 7:30pm and Draco had just told Scorpius to get into his pyjamas and if he was lucky Harry would read him his story.
Draco was leaning against the doorway, looking into Scorpius room, as Harry was sat next to his bed reading The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe.
What made his smile grow into one of blissful happiness, was Harry putting on the same silly voices as what he did, when he reads to Scorpius.
Scorpius clapped and cheered, and even told Harry that some of his voices were better than Draco's.
Soon Scorpius was asleep and Harry marked the page in the book and stood. Draco entered and kissed his son goodnight. Then he to stood and Harry and him, were just stood staring at each other – knowing that now Scorpius was in bed, they were alone – together.
Draco's mouth felt dry and his hands sweaty – since when do Malfoys get sweaty hands! He complained in his head.
"So, shall we?" and Draco wasn't sure what he was implying.
Harry smiled, "Let's go sit on the decking and watch the night sky, if we're lucky we might catch the end of the sunset" and he left before Draco could answer.
They did manage to catch the sun setting and Harry was reminded of the first time they sat and watched it together. Harry smiled when he realised, the first sunset was watched as friends and this one, hopefully was watched as something more than friends.
Soon the silence became too much to bear and Harry had to talk, even if it was about unimportant things, "So you promised me that you would divulge juicy gossip about an ex – in return for us having a Ginny bashing session. So you start and I will follow" he said to the almost dark form of Draco, his pale skin standing out against the stark night sky.
The decking was dimly lit and Harry could just about make out Draco's face, he was smirking. Nothing new there – has his smirk always been that sexy? That smirk was currently making him tingle and arousal to shoot through him.
"Which ex?" he asked casually, but knowing Harry would most likely say Blaise.
Harry wasn't sure, he hadn't heard about many of Draco's ex's, Scorpius' mum and Blaise being the main ones.
"Scorpius' mum – what was she like?" Draco was taken aback for a moment, he had assumed Harry would pick Blaise. Harry was always surprising him.
Draco swallowed the hate that often came at the mention of Scorpius' mother, "She was a counsellor and she worked at the firm I went to, to seek therapy after the war. She wasn't my personal counsellor" he paused thinking back to the day he met her.
"We started talking and I would often meet her after she finished work and we would go on dates. I was vulnerable after the war, I didn't think anyone would look at me twice. I think because she was the first person to show attraction to me, I just dove straight into a relationship – without getting to know her. I just assumed most people would be repulsed by me after the war, I felt I didn't deserve to find happiness"
He remembered being in a black hole for a long time, but the therapy helped and then meeting Astoria had given him some confidence.
"Slowly I began to realise that maybe I did deserve some semblance of a happy ending" he turned his face to Harry and his face was better illuminated by the lights. Harry's mouth went dry and his heart beat faster, Draco looked very attractive under the moonlight.
"We all deserve a happy ending Draco, no matter what happened in the war" he gave him a small encouraging smile.
Draco sighed, "I know that now. Things with Astoria went well and I soon decided I really liked her and we began discussing our future. She lied and said she wanted marriage, children, the works. Then one day she announces she was pregnant and that she never wanted a baby. Said she was hoping to marry me, then divorce me later and take all my money. She confessed that she never worked at the therapy clinic"
He turned and looked back out towards the lake, "Everything, the whole relationship was one big lie. She said she knew who I was and she wanted to hurt me, like my family had hurt others. She found out through a friend that I was having therapy and she showed up and pretended that she worked there. She gained my trust and my love, I never questioned it" he looked frustrated.
"I cannot believe I fell for it. Well falling pregnant wasn't part of the plan and she snapped. When I found out she didn't want our baby and that she was deliberately doing things to try and miscarry, I refused to marry her. I finished with her but agreed to stay together – as in living together, for our baby. Well that didn't go down too well and she confessed her whole plan. Telling me that she wanted to marry me in order to divorce me and take my money"
Harry thought Draco sounded very tired and emotionless when he described what had happened, no wonder Draco rarely trusted people.
"She went into labour and refused to even try and nurse Scorpius, she refused to hold him. Said she wanted nothing to do with something that was half Malfoy. When I returned later that day, she was gone. No note, nothing" he finished calmly.
Harry reached his hand across the table and took Draco's hand in his, "That's awful Draco. I'm sorry you went through that, but the one good thing to come out of it – is Scorpius" and Draco agreed.
"Scorpius loves me, for me. He doesn't know my history, my past or my reputation. He is one of the few people who have seen the true me and he doesn't hate me, in fact he gives me unconditional love" he voice sounded strained and expressive, Harry squeezed his hand.
"I have seen some of the real you Draco. I don't hate you and I think I'd like to see more of the real you. You're the first person I feel comfortable enough with to discuss the war, my insecurities , all the bad parts, But I also feel I can share the happy moments with you too" smiling softly at him.
Draco returned his smile and they held the gaze, holding hands, both savouring the feeling of finally having someone they fully trusted.
"Do you think Ast- um what's her name?" Harry frowned
Draco chuckled, "Lying bitch – suits her better, but she's called Astoria"
"Right, do you think Astoria will come back for Scorpius one day? If she was keen on your money, she might threaten a custody battle and then ask you to pay her off" it sounded like something she'd do.
Harry felt the grip on his hand tighten, "No she won't, she's dead. It turned out she left the hospital before the healers could check her over, after the labour, and she died from preeclampsia or something" he looked grim.
"Scorpius will never know his mother. She may have hated me, but I always hoped she'd grow to love him"
Harry was surprised at how much Draco had been through, his childhood, his school years – especially sixth year, Voldemort living in his house, the war, trusting someone to find out it was a lie, being a single dad, losing Scorpius mum and now Scorpius has cancer. It's no wonder he locks his feelings away.
"He has you, you are all he will ever need" Harry rubbed Draco's hand.
"Well it's only fair, you told me about Astoria. How about me telling you about Ginny? What do you want to know?" he said in an upbeat voice, hoping to lighten the mood and make Draco move on from his depressing thoughts.
Draco sat in silence for a while, "I just can't picture you with her. I know I don't know you fully…"
You know more then you realise Draco, I have showed you more of my true self, then anyone. Harry thought.
"And I don't really know the ginger bint, but from what I do know, you're not right for each other. What was it like, being with her, in the relationship, not the sex? We have already established she was a crap shag!" laughing as he remembered that conversation.
Harry didn't really know, "I guess I dated her as that was what everyone expected and I thought I loved her. Now I look back on it, I didn't. She was the convenient option, she knew me, knew a lot of my history and the whole Voldemort and order of the phoenix shit. She knew so we had a level of understanding. I realised too late that yes she did know, but she didn't care. She would brush me off when I would wake from nightmares and say that I should move on or seek therapy. I always thought your partner was meant to be there for you, no matter what. I felt I didn't have her support. When I said I was leaving the wizarding world, it was confirmed"
Harry realised that he was still holding Draco's hand and he smiled at him. Not wanting to let it go, he tightened his grip.
"I, like you, suffered greatly after the war. I didn't seek therapy, as I could only imagine what that would be like. A lot of what happened leading up to the war and the final battle remains a secret, with only a few knowing the full story. In order to seek help I would have to tell the whole story to some stranger – it didn't feel right. Ron and Hermione had each other, and Ron was grieving for Fred, I just hoped that Ginny would be more compassionate"
Draco snorted, "Fame grabbing whore, that's what she is. She crushed on you from her very first day at Hogwarts and made a play for you, knowing full well what she was doing" he sneered.
Harry laughed, "How would you know, did you watch me a lot at school Draco?" he joked. He smiled cheerfully as Draco's cheeks had a distinctive pink blush to them.
"It's okay, I was rather obsessed with your life too. Whether it was for rivalry, hate, keeping an eye on you – whatever, it was always about you" Draco liked hearing Harry confess his obsession with him, not attraction as they weren't attracted, but maybe all this time there was something underlying the rivalry and the hate. He would know, as he used to torment Harry just to get him to react and so he could see him all riled up and passionate. He never realised until now that maybe it was for a very different reason.
Draco sent Harry a charming smile, "I'm glad we have put aside our differences and have become friends" he honestly said.
Friends – right, that's what Draco thought this was. Harry knew that, but Draco would make a point of dropping the word 'friend' in where he could. You can't lose his trust Harry, he rarely opens up and trusts people. He told himself, losing his trust and friendship wasn't an option. Would making a move on Draco do that? He didn't know.
"I'm glad too" Harry replied.
"I should have seen the signs with Ginny. She would read all the magazines and papers and gush about what people were saying about us and me. She begged me to do an interview, but I refused. She liked telling anyone who would listen that 'Harry Potter's my boyfriend', I guess if she moved to the muggle world, that would no longer work" shaking his head sadly.
Draco had always disliked the She – Weasel. The thought that she got to spend some intimate and private time with Harry had him feeling jealous. Just the image of them sat in the same bed, nothing sexual, maybe Harry reading and Ginny talking, sharing each other's life's before going to sleep. Doing normal couple things and he hated that she got to do them with Harry and not him.
Draco didn't love Harry, yes love him – he knew that now. He didn't love Harry because he was Harry Potter, he loved him because he was Harry, a wonderful, caring, funny, passionate and amazing person. Even outside of the wizarding world he was an amazing person, he had overcome his demons and become a doctor and he found a way of helping people. The Harry Potter in the wizarding world was a story tale, a myth – not a real person. The Harry, Draco knew was much better than the Harry Potter of the wizarding world.
"I like the real you, I wouldn't want you to pretend you're something else or hide who you were" he softly said and he hoped Harry had heard. Harry smiled and stood, walked around to Draco and stopped in front of him.
He made eye contact, trying to convey with his eyes, how much Draco's simple words had meant to him. He gazed at Draco expectantly. It felt amazing to know that Draco liked him, for well, him and not for anything else.
He leaned forwards and captured Draco's lips in a confident kiss, hearing Draco speak about him like that had given Harry the motivation to show Draco what he truly meant to him.
Draco knew Harry must have heard his softly spoken words, because he had stood and was heading in his direction. Draco's heart began beating faster and hard against his chest, Harry stopped in front of him and looked down at him with such intense green eyes. Draco's arousal hit him when he recognised desire in Harry's eyes and they were aimed at him. Unexpectantly Harry's warm and soft lips were pressed against his. It felt wonderful and it took him awhile to recover, finally he responded and deepened the kiss, flinging his arms around Harry's neck and pulling him down further.
The kiss was deeper but still remained slow, as if both were taking their time to learn the feel of the others lips.
Draco hummed his pleasure against Harry's lips, and he needed to be closer, for Harry to be level with him, not above him. He pulled away and he delighted in seeing Harry's face flash with disappointment.
He smiled at him and wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, pulling him down onto his lap. The moment Draco was sure Harry wasn't going to fall off, he latched onto his lips again and Harry smiled against his mouth. Draco was hesitant at first, knowing what he wanted but unsure where it would lead them. His heart pounding and body shivering as tingling and electricity shot up his spine, he gripped Harry's waist tighter. Harry had threaded one hand in Draco's hair and the other was cupping his face, along his jaw. The kiss was slow and gentle, and it was very sweet and romantic.
Harry could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his hand shaking as he threaded it in the soft, silky blonde hair. The kiss had made him relax and he was soon craving more than the slow and gentle kiss – Draco was intoxicating.
Harry sped up the movements of his lips and pushed his body forwards slightly. Draco let out a breathy moan and Harry ran the tip of his tongue over Draco's bottom lip, Draco sucked his tongue in. His mouth was warm and wet and oh so nice.
Their tongues met and they wrestled each other's tongue with their own. Draco had begun moving his hands up and down Harry's back. They kissed for a long time trying to make the kiss endless, eventually pulling apart for much needed air and then reaching out again the moment contact was lost. They kissed with shorter, quicker, tender kisses.
Harry pulled away and rested his head against Draco's forehead, staring into Draco's eyes. "This changes everything" he needed no answer, it was just a statement of fact.
Their first kiss was passionate and seductive it communicated love, and showed them that they had the desire and need to be together.
Harry pulled his head away so he could take in Draco's face, his eyes flickered to his mouth and then back to his grey eyes, which were filled with lust and arousal.
Harry gave him an impish grin, "So what does this mean?"
Draco returned his smile, it slowly spread across his face and it was a heart stopping smile, "I think it means you like me Potter" Harry's eyes sparkled in amusement.
Laughing, "I thought that much was obvious Draco. I meant what does it mean for us? Seeing as you didn't push me away and slap me across the face, I assume you wanted me to kiss you" his voice low and husky.
Draco smirked, "I wanted to kiss you the other night, but you fled before I could regain my senses. I have wanted to kiss you for some time now" tucking Harry's hair behind his ear and caressing along Harry's cheek and down his jaw with his thumb.
Harry beamed at his words, "This is all new to me. I mean kissing and liking a man – you're going to have to have some patience with me. I must say, that kiss was something! All my previous kisses put together, never matched up to that one kiss." Before Harry knew what was happening Draco embraced him and was kissing him passionately again.
Draco pulled away, "Let's go inside, maybe the sofa. It's cold out here and your heavier then you look" he taunted.
Harry as gracefully as he could, extracted himself from Draco's hold and lap. Smoothing over his clothes and holding his hand out for Draco. He took it and Harry pulled him up.
They entered the living room and soon made themselves comfortable on the sofa. Harry wondered if they should talk about this change in their relationship, but he didn't want to. He wanted to continue kissing Draco and exploring his mouth and body more.
Draco must have been thinking the same as he pulled Harry down on top of him, as he lent back against the armrest.
Harry shifted to make himself more comfortable, putting one knee between Draco's legs and the other knee down his side – straddling one of Draco's legs. He loomed over Draco and seductively grinned at him.
Harry closed the gap between them and was once again kissing Draco, starting at a slow and comfortable pace. Slowly massaging Draco's plump lips with his own, arms fondling Draco's chest and sides.
Draco had wrapped his arms around Harry's neck and would every so often, run his hands in his hair and pulling on it gently. They took their time, kissing slowly and gently, enjoying the sensations their kissing was causing. It was electrifying.
They would pause every so often to gaze into each other's eyes and regain their normal breathing patterns. Harry hadn't questioned what he was doing once, he only questioned if Draco wanted it. As soon as he knew Draco returned his feelings, he didn't hold back. Not once did he think it was weird to be kissing a guy. It felt fantastic and why would he question that – he just wanted to kiss Draco over and over and over again.
Harry was pushing up slightly on his hands so he could watch Draco's face and connect emotionally by gazing into his eyes. He smiled and bent to place a kiss at the corner of Draco's mouth. He made his way along Draco's jawline, placing kisses all along it. He started at the chin and moved up to his temple and forehead.
Then he sensually kissed him on his lips, breaking away and pausing, before turning his attention to Draco's neck. Kissing along his jawline, but instead of going up, he kissed a trail down to his neck.
Draco moaned softly and it made Harry double his efforts, he wanted to hear him moan again. Draco was running his fingers through Harry's hair, along his scalp from front to back, all the way down to his neck. Causing Harry to moan against Draco's collar bone.
Harry's breathing was rapid and he was getting worked up fast, he was completely turned on and was half erect just from the low level make out session. It had been so long since he had someone affect him like this – correction no one had this effect on him. Yes he got aroused and would often kiss and have sex with his partners. But kissing Draco was a whole new experience and he wondered why he hadn't kissed him sooner.
Draco was melting under his kisses and touches, he would softly moan and occasionally breathlessly call out Harry's name. Harry revelled in causing these reactions in Draco, and found his soft moans in his ear a huge turn on.
After a long time kissing Draco's neck, Harry trailed kisses up his neck and behind his ear. He then gently kissed Draco's ear, taking his earlobe in between his teeth and nibbling on it.
Harry was rewarded with a long raspy moan and a "Harry" tumbling off his lips, as he arched up into him, body silently asking for more contact.
Harry responded by lowering himself fully onto Draco's, upper body, chest against chest touching. Draco guided Harry's head away from his neck and up to meet his waiting lips, the kiss was passionate and heated. Harry shifted and felt Draco's erection push against him, "Draco…" he moaned.
Draco didn't answer but thrust his hips up to rub his groin against Harry's. Their kissing became more fanatic as they crossed the line from casually kissing, to making out, to grinding against each other. Draco was gripping Harry's hair tighter and when the paused between kissing, Harry could see that Draco's eyes had transformed and were thick with desire and arousal.
This only spurred Harry on. He was now fully erect and he started grinding and gyrating against Draco's erection, both still fully clothed. Harry once again didn't even care that this was the first time doing this with a guy. All he cared about was the fact it felt good, as the friction and pressure he felt built up his arousal and adrenalin. His heart rate soared and his breathing became ragged, panting and moaning as he franticly rubbed himself against Draco.
It felt fantastic having the pressure and friction against his erection and more so because he could feel Draco's hard on through his jeans and rubbing against his on erection.
No longer able to hold full long kisses, his breathing rapid and moaning constantly, he settled for kissing Draco's neck. Draco tilted his head back and released a husky growl and Harry was suddenly thrown into euphoria. His legs shook and his cock pulsated as he climaxed, coming hard and fast. Crying out to Draco as intense pleasure washed over him.
Draco was catapulted to his own climax upon hearing Harry's own orgasm and cries of pleasure, he gripped Harry's hair and groaned and moaned, until he had ridden out the last of his orgasm.
Harry remained led on top of Draco, just panting and gasping for air. They were both silent, adjusting to what just happened. Harry became aware that he was probably crushing Draco, Draco had said earlier when Harry was sat on him that he was heavier then he looked. He pushed himself up and sat back on his feet, looking down at Draco. He noticed Draco was frowning and he looked hurt that Harry moved away.
Wanting to reassure him, he bent and placed a kiss to the corner of his mouth, pushing back up. "That was unexpected but you did say you liked good surprises" Harry teased.
Draco also sat up, running his hands through his hair to put it back into place. He scrunched up his nose and grabbed his wand, cleaning away the evidence of their make out session. Harry did the same and watched as Draco stood and went to the kitchen, he hadn't said a word. Harry started to panic, what if Draco regretted that? what if he didn't want to continue this? And what id Draco decided he wanted Harry out of his life?
Harry didn't have time to ponder, or listen to his inner madman, as Draco returned and handed Harry a bottle of water. "Here, I don't know about you but my throat is fucking sore" and he smiled mischievously at Harry.
Harry calmed down slightly, but he still had doubts and hoped Draco wouldn't have any regrets. Draco had admitted to him that he sought release and would only use the person once before moving on, he hoped this wasn't the case.
Draco arched an eyebrow in question, to Harry's stricken face expression, "Harry? Are you okay?" he tentatively asked, what if it just dawned on Harry that he just dry humped himself to orgasm with a guy and he didn't like it.
Harry turned to Draco, "Be honest with me Draco, what am I to you? This – me – us – what does it mean to you? I won't be used and I need to know now before we end up taking it further" he sounded frightened and nervous.
Draco stepped in front of Harry, took both his hand and placed a kiss on each of them. He didn't let go of his hands, and he made eye contact, "You are everything to me Harry. You are my friend, my support, my shoulder to cry on, my comforter, my inspiration and most of all my lover if you want to be my lover that is? I don't want a quick fling Harry, you mean more to me than that. I know it might be difficult to have a relationship around Scorpius' treatment and such, but I want to try. I have come to depend on you and I want you by my side" he softly and kindly explained.
Harry physically relaxed and kissed Draco gently, showing in that one kiss, that he too felt all those things. "I want to be by your side, no other place I'd rather be. I'm sure we can arrange something so we don't expose our relationship whilst I am work and we can discuss it more in the morning" he smiled contently, "For now, I'm pretty tired. Are you ready to turn in?"
Draco nodded and gave a huge yawn, thinking about a nice warm bed made him yawn again. "Yes, do you want to sleep in my bed with me or in a guest room? It is up to you" he honestly meant that, he knew they wouldn't get up to anything, but as the change in relationship was new, maybe Harry needed time alone to adjust.
Harry didn't know what he wanted. Curling up and sleeping next to Draco sounded great and waking up next to him, but Scorpius might catch them in the night or in the morning. Also his body may want to be very close to Draco, but his mind needed time to process everything that had happened.
"If it's alright with you, I think I might take a guest room for now. I don't want to jump into this too quickly, like I said you need to have some patience. But that doesn't mean anything bad okay, I just need time to digest everything. I regret nothing and I look forward to exploring our relationship further" he caressed Draco's face.
Draco said that he didn't mind, he didn't want to go fast and rush things either and he was also worried about Scorpius. They walked to the rooms, Draco showed Harry to the guest room. They had a long, loving and heated kiss good night and then they both headed to bed.
Both lead awake only for a short amount of time, both had stupid grins on their faces and both dropped off to sleep feeling completely happy.
A/N: I know I keep making Astoria a bitch in my fics – sorry about that. Just easier to use Draco's real partner, then make up another partner.