A Million Reasons

Chapter Eleven

"Thanks Mione, I can take it from here." Harry said once they had got outside. Hermione gave him a meaningful look but nodded all the same and left them to it as Harry helped Oliver into his house.

They moved into the sitting room and collapsed on the sofa together. Harry was more than just a little embarrassed about the whole incident and knew that he should have stayed and spoken to Draco but he couldn't bring himself to go and speak to the Slytherin.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked as they sat on the sofa, Harry turned to face Oliver and crossed his legs, staring at his old Quidditch captain.

"Yeah I'm okay, Malfoy doesn't have much of a right hook thankfully. Is he really the father of your baby?" Oliver asked.

"Babies and yes." Harry said.

"Babies?"

"Yes, I'm expecting twins."

"Okay" Oliver said trying to process everything that he was being said, "But everything he said about you being his … that wasn't true right?"

"Oh I'm single," Harry said with a smile.

"Because you're pretty irresistible Harry." Oliver said as he leaned forward and captured Harry's lips in a searing kiss. Harry was so taken aback by the kiss that for a moment he didn't respond, but he quickly melted into the kiss.

"Wow" Harry said once they had parted, "That was some kiss."

"Want to take it further?" Oliver asked as he ran his hands through Harry's silky smooth raven hair.

Harry bit his lip and pretended to think about it before nodding. "Okay" He said and Oliver began to kiss him again.

The kisses were so heated and passionate that Harry just wanted Oliver to push him back and ravish him right there on the sofa. His hormones really were getting the better of him but at that moment he just didn't care.

Draco meanwhile had been dragged into an empty room by Ron and the blonde Slytherin was not happy. When he had seen Harry dancing with Oliver Wood it had unleashed many varied emotions but one thing was very clear, he felt more strongly towards Harry than he had realised that he had.

"What do you think that you're playing at Malfoy?" Ron demanded, "Harry's told us everything so I don't know what makes you think that you have the right to go round claiming that Harry is yours."

"I only came to say goodbye to him, I'm leaving tomorrow, I was supposed to leave the day after graduation but I delayed it, I wanted to spend time with him but after the article we just ended up fighting, so I decided that I'd leave tomorrow but when I saw him and Oliver … I just lost it." Draco said.

"That's great Draco but maybe it would have been better if you had just left after graduation. Hermione may have thought that you had the right to know that you were going to be a father but you don't have any rights over Harry and now this whole ordeal is going to be splashed over the Daily Prophet tomorrow morning." Ron said as Hermione entered the room to see what was going on.

"Where's Harry?" Draco asked thinking that he already knew the answer to that question. "Please don't tell me you let him and Oliver go off on their own!"

"Actually I did, Harry told me to leave them to it so I did. He's a big boy I think that he can take care of himself Draco. I don't know why you came here tonight but I think that you should leave and don't even think about bothering Harry again, he really doesn't want to see you."

"I need to see him, I'm leaving tomorrow morning. I just want to talk to him for a minute." Draco said desperate to speak to Harry, he didn't want to leave when they were on such bad terms. Draco couldn't actually believe that he had punched Oliver Wood because he had been dancing with Harry.

"Forget it Draco" Hermione said to him, actually sounding a little bit sorry for him. "It isn't going to happen. I think that it's about time that you realised that you and Harry aren't ever going to be together." She said and Ron nodded.

"I know I'm not exactly the person that you thought Harry would end up with but he is carrying my children, you can't deny that fact!" Draco pointed out.

"No we can't but that was a mistake, one mistake and one that Harry will be paying for his entire life. It's time that you left now Malfoy. If Harry is going to end up with anyone it's going to be Oliver and he's going to be happy with him."

"You don't know that though." Draco said outraged. "How do you know that Harry will be any happier with Oliver than he would be with me, you just don't know that?"

"I know that you're already causing him nothing but pain and I know that he's better off without you." Hermione said as Ron drew his wand.

"Now, are you going to leave or am I going to have to curse you?" Ron threatened, pointing his wand directly at Draco, the Slytherin realised that he would not win this fight and that he should leave. Normally he would have put up much more of a fight but they were right of course, he and Harry could never be together, it wasn't logical. It didn't matter that they would have twins together, as Ron and Hermione had said it had been a mistake and one that he didn't even have to live with. Right now he knew that Harry and Oliver were probably having sex and that knowledge made his heart ache but there was nothing that he could do about it.

He was leaving tomorrow, he couldn't stay and Harry wasn't about to go with him, though that would have been the logical thing to happen but Draco didn't think he would ever convince Harry to move away from his friends.

Harry and Oliver meanwhile had moved into the bedroom and were undressing each other feverishly. Desperate to be rid of any clothing barriers between them. The heat and the passion between them was undeniable.

They shared no words as they fell backwards onto the bed, Oliver on top, as their lips met in a crushing kiss. Their erections rubbing together, Harry moaned into the kiss, his hormones screaming at him to keep going, to take it all the way. Although his mind was on other things, or I should say it was on someone else. He kept thinking that he should be here with Draco not with Oliver.

However his body was saying all the right things and he didn't think that he could have stopped even if he had wanted to. Oliver was very talented with his hands and his tongue and there was very little Harry could do to stop the pleasure vibrations going through his body.

The next morning Harry woke up with Oliver's muscular arms wrapped around him and they were both butt naked. Harry groaned as he remembered exactly what he had done the previous evening and what had happened with Draco. Hermione's spell had worked great, there wasn't a mark on Oliver now.

Harry disentangled himself from the arms of his bed mate, grabbed his bathrobe and made his way downstairs, he didn't want to be there when Oliver awoke. Before he could make his way into the kitchen however an envelope on the doormat caught his attention. He knew it was far too early for the mail to have arrived.

Harry picked it up and instantly he recognized the italic scrawl that had formed his name on the envelope. With shaking hands he opened it and pulled out the folded parchment.

Dearest Harry.

I wanted to talk to you before I left but your friends wouldn't permit it, I am sorry for how I behaved, I guess that just shows you that I really do have feelings. Never have I acted in such a way that is what you do to me.

I have gone now, I had been delaying my departure because of you but it seems that even in our current circumstances we still end up at each others throats. Your friends tell me that you will be better off without me, I don't know if this is true or not but I hope that you are happier now that I am gone.

I won't be back for three years now, the course I am embarking on is an intensive programme of study that does not allow for breaks, if I leave it, it must be because I never intend on returning to it.

I want you to know that no matter what happens I want you to keep me updated on the progress of the twins as they will always be in my heart just as you always will be as well. I do not know if my father knows that the twins you are carrying are mine or not but I hope for your sake that he does not.

I wish you all the happiness in the future Harry Potter, I hope that you can forgive me and that you never forget me for even when I return I do not think that I will be able to see you. My father intends to marry me off to someone of pure blood and high status, that someone could never have been you however much I might have wanted it.

All my heart, Draco Malfoy.

It wasn't exactly a romantic love note but it was from the heart and Harry knew this, it would have been difficult for Draco to write anything of that sort. He didn't know how he felt about this, he had to read the note over a couple more times before it truly sunk in to his brain about what he was reading.

By choosing not to talk to Draco last night it seemed that he had lost his only chance to make things right with the Slytherin. He didn't think that he had ever felt so guilty about anything in his life, he knew Draco had acted rashly but in some twisted way it had shown his feelings and now it seemed as if Harry had lost even that.

However the letter was not the only bad news that Harry received that day. While Oliver was still sleeping upstairs the Daily Prophet arrived, the headline was enough to make Harry want to burst into floods of tears.

SAVIOUR IMPREGNANTED AND ABANDONED BY DEATHEATER!

It wasn't a headline that Harry ever wanted anyone to associate with him, however it seemed that his worst nightmare was finally coming true and he wasn't sure how he was going to cope with it. Ron and Hermione had helped as much as they could but now all he wanted was Draco and he had gone and it seemed that he was going to stay that way.

Harry collapsed at the dinning table with a large mug of decaffeinated coffee that he had loaded up with cream and sugar. He then set about reading the article that once again had rated the front page. Why the world was obsessed with his personal life he didn't know but he hated it.

He had moved into the muggle world and he had taken his two best friends with him and the wizarding reporters were still writing article after article about him. It was really starting to get to him in a major way.

The Boy-Who-Lived is suffering another blow in his life, if he thought that since the downfall of You-know-who that everything would be easy he was very much mistaken. As it has been revealed that not only is he pregnant with TWINS but the other father is non-other than Draco Malfoy, who is the son and heir of a well known Deatheater who switched sides very close to the final battle and was granted freedom by Harry Potter.

It was revealed last night at a house warming party that Harry Potter attended when Draco Malfoy turned up. The situation became so desperate that the Malfoy heir reduced himself to a form of muggle duelling and punched Oliver Wood, star keeper for Puddlemere United, because he was dancing with our Saviour.

It is now rumoured that despite the pregnancy Oliver Wood and Harry Potter are now and item as they disappeared for the rest of the evening. The whereabouts of Draco Malfoy are currently unknown and we have been unable to get in touch with any of the parties involved for comment.

Harry couldn't bring himself to read the rest of the article, he threw it down on to the table where he tried desperately to calm his building temper. He had never been so angry before, he was an A-list celebrity in the Wizarding world and he hated every moment of it. He didn't want the fame, he had certainly never asked for it, he had done exactly what Dumbledore had wanted of him and now he was stuck in this mess.

He couldn't do anything with his life without the press reporting on it, if he had people around him then he could be sure that someone would be reporting to the newspapers about him and what he was doing. He definitely didn't want to cut himself off from everyone he knew, he wasn't the kind of person who ran from his problems anyway.

Oliver appeared as Harry sat contemplating what he was going to do, he had already stowed Draco's letter away as he didn't want Oliver to see it. He didn't know how he felt about Oliver, he felt nothing close to what he felt for Draco but that wasn't the point. He wanted so much to just follow his heart and go the Slytherin, kiss and have the fairy tale ending that he wanted to have but he knew that it would never work that way.

In reality there were no fairy tale endings, life was what it was, he had been dealt his cards and he had to live with that. Oliver was here now and Draco wasn't, sometimes that was just how things went.

Harry knew all too well that life wasn't always perfect, his life had always been far from it. Before graduation he hadn't even been sure he could have faced having nothing left to live for but now that Draco had given him something that he could keep fighting for he just wanted more. He knew that Oliver would never compare to Draco but the problem was he just didn't know what he should do anymore. He had a very difficult choice to make.

He wanted to give Draco a reason to stay but he wasn't sure that it would be enough to convince the Slytherin that it was worth giving up his dreams and also abandoning the hope of making his parents proud. He had never realised how much Draco had been battling against, maybe Harry just had to face facts that they really weren't supposed to be together.

"Morning baby." Oliver said as he came in wearing only very tight boxers that left nothing to the imagination.

"Morning" Harry returned thoughtlessly, his mind wandering elsewhere.

"Sleep well?"

"Extremely, Oliver, would you mind if I popped out for a bit, feel free to stay here until I get back there is just something that I have to do first." Harry said making up his mind in a quick and irrational way.

"Um, sure, where are you going?" Oliver asked as Harry stood up and began to make his way through the house to go and get dressed.

"There is just something that I have to do." Harry said vaguely as he took the stairs two at a time.