Chapter 12 - Weasley's and Malfoys (Posted November 6th 2010)

Part I

Of course, just as Narcissa had mentioned, Lucius returned home within a few hours. Draco wanted to talk to him badly, to tell him all that was on his mind, but the man declared he wished not to be disturbed. All servants and family were forbidden from speaking with him at all until he got some sleep.

The next morning, at breakfast, is when Draco finally got his chance.

"Hello, Father." Draco smiled respectfully as they ate.

"Good morning, son." Lucius responded. "How is the plan progressing?" he cut right to the chase.

Draco suddenly felt sick, nervous, and scared. "Actually," he said weakly, "Father, I need to discuss that with you."

"Oh? What needs to be discussed?"

"The plan..." Draco started, trembling visibly, "has been discarded."

"It's what?" Lucius asked a bit angrily.

"I've decided not to go through with it." Draco said looking down at the floor.

"How dare you! You fool! Why must you defy me so?" Mr. Malfoy banged his fists on the table and stood in a huff. "It is for your own good."

"So you think." Draco muttered.

"I take it the Potter boy will not be staying with us over the holiday, then?" Lucius sounded disappointed.

"Um... well, that's the other part I need to tell you. He's still coming here."

"You haven't broken it off with him?"

"No."

"And why not? If you refuse to do what I say, why are you still doing it?" Lucius looked Draco right in the eyes.

"Because, Father, I care a lot about Harry. He's been very kind to me, and I must admit I've allowed myself to become quite smitten with him." it really felt good for Draco to say that out loud.

"You mean to tell me... that you're gay?" Mr. Malfoy seemed especially angry now.

"No!" Draco shouted. "I don't like men, well, I like Harry, but no other men. But no women, either. It's just him I've been thinking and caring about lately, Father."

Then, a wicked thought came to Lucius. "Ok."

"Excuse me?" Draco asked, expecting worse. Much worse.

"I said it's ok. You two can be together. I'm not going to get upset. You are my son, and a Malfoy, and your happiness is what matters most."

Draco was undoubtedly happy to hear this, but was a little confused. He thought he would be able to convince his father, but not so easily.

But he didn't want to dwell on it. He just wanted to be with Harry, and he wasn't going to question anything that allowed him to do just that.

The rest of the week was grueling. Draco couldn't stop thinking about Harry. He also missed Lyn, he almost couldn't wait to get to see her again. Narcissa was busy giving the servants orders for the house and what not, so she was not available to talk to. And Lucius spent all his time in his office doing who knows what. It was driving Draco insane; he as only held together by the anticipation of Harry's visit.

Part II

When Harry arrived at the Weasley's, he was greeted by the entire family. A large swarm of red-headed, freckled people all talking and hugging and offering him food. Except for Ginny, she said a quick hello, but kept her distance.

"So," Mrs. Weasley began, "how have you been, Harry?"

"Fine, thanks." he replied.

"How's Lyn?" Fred asked.

"Yeah, did you try the monitor?" George asked.

"Um..." Harry sputtered, "Lyn is wonderful, she has another nurse with her while I'm away. But, I forgot to test the monitor." Harry semi-lied. He had forgotten about it, but only after he decided not to actually test it, concerned for his daughter's safety.

"Aw, you hurt our feelings, Harry," George said.

"Yeah, you should trust us." Fred added, giving a sly grin which was exactly why Harry didn't trust their inventions.

"How are things with Draco?" Mrs. Weasley inquired.

"They're great. He's great."

That was as far as the conversation went before switching subjects again.

Harry really felt like part of their family. He knew they cared about him that way as well, and he was extremely grateful for that. Spending this festive time with them really gave him the sense of family he'd been missing out on for all of his life.

They spent the week singing carols, eating pies, and prank calling the neighbors. And when it was time for Harry to leave, he felt a little sad to go.

"I thought Hermione was visiting?" he asked Ron a few hours before it was time to go.

"She should actually be here in a few minutes." Ron said. "She wanted to spend the first part of vacation with her own family."

"I hope I get to see her before I leave."

"You probably will."

Ginny walked by then, and Harry felt a little sad. He'd been feeling guilty about yelling at her that day. What she did was stupid and could have costed him a lot, but it worked out in the end. So he made up his mind; he wanted to apologize to her.

"Ginny." he said, walking behind her.

"Yes, Harry?" she asked, sitting in a chair.

"I wanted to say I'm sorry for freaking out at you when you kissed me."

"You're sorry?"

"Yes."

"I forgive you. But don't think that means we can be friends, Harry, it doesn't. I still like you so being around you like this is hard." she said in a giant huff.

"Ok... i guess." he said.

"Harry..." she started as he began walking away. "if you weren't with the Malfoy boy, would you want me at all?"

"Ginny, don't take it personally. I'm gay, I don't see any woman like that. You're pretty and nice for the most part, so a straight guy would totally like you. That's why you need to stop chasing me, because there are probably hoards of guys drooling over you." he said, embellishing just a little bit to get his point across.

"You think so?"

"Yeah."

"Thanks, Harry."

Hermione walked in the door then, putting an end to the serious mood. Again, the ginger swarm gathered around the guest and welcomed her.

They all talked for a while, uttering a loud goodbye when a limo arrived to escort Harry to the Malfoy's.

Part III

Draco knew it was the day for Harry to arrive. He'd only been counting down the seconds until it was time to send the driver to bring him here ever since he arrived. He waited impatiently with his parents who showed more class by being as patient as possible.

However, they too were eagerly awaiting the boy's arrival. Narcissa wanted to meet the boy who was making her son act the way he was. And Lucius had his own reasons for wanting him to be there.

When the buzzer sounded to open the gates for Harry's limo, Draco's heart gave a thud and then sped up.

The bell sounded announcing that someone was approaching the front door, and Draco couldn't stand it. He knew he was supposed to sit and wait. He knew it was the servants' job to open the door and bring the guest to the Malfoys, but he didn't care about any of that. He just wanted to see Harry.

So he jumped up and ran to the door, telling all the servants that they were not to open it, that he himself was going to open it because he wanted to. The servants, of course were at a loss, and only when Narcissa chimed in and told them to do as he told, did they relax and let him do what he pleased.

Draco flung the door open, and there was Harry, standing with a wide smile on his lips.

Harry, of course, had been anxious the whole way there, and didn't want to waste a moment. He threw himself through the open door and wrapped his arms around Draco, lifting him off the ground and holding him tightly as he kissed him. Draco hugged him back, reluctant to let go even when he heard the polite coughs of his parents.

"You must be Harry." Mrs. Malfoy approached him and shook his hand daintily. "Welcome to our home. We're very happy to meet you and hope you enjoy yourself."

"Thank you, Mrs. Malfoy." Harry said, glad she'd accepted him so easily.

"Yes, welcome, mr. Potter." Lucius said, not extending his hand but lowering his nose from its snooty height just far enough to let Harry know he was welcome.

"Dinner is waiting to be served in the dining room, if you're hungry, Harry." Narcissa said sweetly and turned to lead them all there.

"I missed you." Draco whispered as they walked behind his parents.

Harry squeezed his hand and whispered back, "I missed you too. I didn't think I'd live through the limo ride knowing it was still going to be a while until I got to see you."

"I'm really glad you're here." Draco said, just wanting to skip dinner and spend time alone with him.

"I know. I'm happy your parents accepted me."

"I told you they would."

As they all sat down to eat, both Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy asked Harry questions about his life, school, things like that. Neither Harry nor Draco mentioned Lyn, wanting to keep that a secret for the time being. When the meal ended, Mrs. Malfoy excused everyone from the table, sensing how much Draco and Harry wanted some privacy.

"I'll show you to the guest room, Harry." Draco said. They'd talked about it the morning before vacation. Harry would stay in a guest bedroom so Draco's parents wouldn't become upset at their sharing a room (and a bed). Harry was fine with it. He only had to sleep there, not spend every moment apart from Draco.

But Lucius interjected. "Guest room? What ever for?"

"He's a guest, Father." Draco said, wondering if something was wrong with him. "That's what the guest rooms are for."

"But he's not just a guest. He's your boyfriend. And you two have been separated for a little over a week. Why would you want separate bedrooms? I'm not hinting at anything here," he said when he saw their blank faces, "I just assumed that you would want to stay together."

"I'd like that." Harry said, catching Draco off guard.

"Ok." Draco said, "I guess I'll show you to my room, then."

In Draco's room, Harry sat on his bed and held onto Draco as the kissed again with ten times the intensity of the previous one.

"I really missed you." Draco said breathlessly.

"I know, I missed you so much."

Harry relaxed as Draco removed their shirts and their bodies touched as their arms were around each other.

"I should get a shower." Harry said, realizing where this was headed.

"You should." Draco said, having known Harry would stop him before they got too far. "I guess I'll take one after you finish. You can have one of my robes when you're done. The shower's through that door." he pointed to one of the doors in the bedroom.

"Thanks." Harry said, getting off the bed and going through the door.

Draco waited for Harry, more patiently now knowing that he was just in another room. And when Harry came out of the bathroom with nothing but a robe on, Draco had to hurry himself into the shower before he pounced on Harry. When Draco was done, he came out and saw Harry lounging on the bed, still in his robe.

"Did you forget your PJs?" Draco asked.

"No." Harry said.

"Then why are you still in your robe?"

"Because you like it." Harry smiled sneakily.

"I do, it really fits you well, Harry." Draco said, eyeing him up and down.

"Should I take it off?" Harry asked.

"What?" Draco asked, confused.

"Do you want me to take the robe off?" Harry sat up and brought Draco down next to him.

"Um..." Draco's face quickly became red. Draco's mind had automatically taken this as an invitation to a bit more than kissing. But it had to be wrong. Surely Harry didn't want to undress in front of him.

"Aaw, look at your face." Harry said, taking it in his hands. "I mean it. I'm ready. If you'd like to... well, I'm up for anything you'd like to do tonight, Draco."

"Anything?" Draco asked. So Harry was saying what he thought he'd said.

"Anything." Harry said the word slowly, teasingly.

"Harry, you'd better be careful," Draco said in a sexy voice, "I may be more than you can handle.

"I'm pretty sure I can handle you." Harry said, pinning him down on the bed. He opened the top of Draco's robe, exposing the warm pale skin. He kissed it, making Draco's breathing become ragged.

It was happening. Finally. Draco knew why Harry wanted to wait, and he waited with him because he cared about him. But now they were both done waiting.

Harry stuck his hand in the bottom of the robe and his fingers brushed against Draco's knee. He tickled it for a little bit, then slowly moved up the thigh. He was almost at his destination when there was a knock at the door.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: aah, at last I have completed this chapter! whoo, go me! Again, sorry for how long it takes me to write these, but I think this one (because it sets the stage for the next one) was worth it. Plus I took a break to work on my Tower Prep fic but that's done now I'm back to this one! Who interrupted them? Find out next time (which may be soon, because I don't have school now until Wednesday!) and please comment/review! it really makes it easier when I hear what you have to say :D