Chapter twenty six

Lily finished making breakfast, she placed plates, cups and glasses on a tray and carried it up the stairs. She took a couple of deep breaths, steadied herself then nodded to Cassie to open the door.

'Time to wake, breakfast,' Lily said as she smiled. She walked over to the bed as Harry groaned, blinked, then groaned again, Draco made sure they were covered then sat up.

'Mum, it's too early and why are you in here?'

'Breakfast in bed, now sit up or I'll get Draco to help.'

Harry groaned again then pushed himself up, watched his mother place the tray over his legs, then he remembered why he felt so bad, the hangover from drinking after his family and friends found out, so he lowered his head staring down at the tray.

'That's a lot of food babe, you keep eating like this and you'll end up the size of a hippogriff.'

Harry gave Draco a reluctant smile as he looked up, 'I don't normally eat this much, I think mum put enough on for you.'

'Yes, I did, so both of you, eat,' Lily points her wand at the curtains spelling them open making Harry groan again and Cassie giggle.

'You're giggling sister is still around,' Draco slipped a bit of bacon into Harry's mouth when he hadn't started to eat.

'I think we're stuck with her.'

'You are,' Cassie laughed then jumped on the end of the bed.

'Cassie, I feel like shit, don't bump the bed.'

'Language Harry or you'll get a slap on the head.'

'Oh, another Mrs. Weasley, that's all I need. But why are you bringing me breakfast in bed instead of waiting until I come downstairs?'

'It's time for you to see what a mother is like. Now I'll be downstairs, you eat,' Lily kissed the top of Harry's head then left the room.

'Please tell me Snape didn't stay Cassie?'

'No, he went back to Hogwarts last night, but he should be here soon.'

Draco and Cassie both smiled as Harry groaned, 'Get used to it babe.'

'I'm trying but this is all happening too fast. Anyway, I need the bathroom, Cassie you'll have to leave.'

'Spoil sport,' Cassie took a piece of sausage off the plate then jumped off the bed, running from the room making sure the door slammed behind her.

Harry groaned at the loud noise, 'Oh, everyone is too happy this morning.'

'Not happy really, family,' Draco chuckled then moved the plate off Harry, 'Go, but be quick or your breakfast will get cold.'

'Mr. Bossy is back,' Harry smiled then got out of bed, pulling his bathrobe on and headed for the bedroom. He kept thinking about why his mother brought him breakfast in bed and why everyone was acting the way they were. Finally it made Harry smile as he realised they were making sure Harry didn't feel embarrassed or uncomfortable. He finished in the bathroom and sat on the bed, crossed his legs before he glanced up at Draco.

'What did you tell them when we got home?'

'I just said you had a few too many drinks, then Ron helped me bring you up here.'

'Their doing this so I'm not uncomfortable with them, aren't they?'

'Yes, so there leaving it up to you if you want to talk about it or not. That is your choice Harry, you can and we'll listen, or you can stay silent about it.'

'I don't want to talk about it, it was a long time ago.'

'Then don't, but eat, after all that Firewhiskey you had you need food. I'll just use the bathroom and get dress until I go back to Hogwarts.'

'Okay,' Harry gave Draco a small smile, watched him as he strolled into the bathroom with his clothes before he went back to eating.

Harry and Draco were sitting crossed legged, 'Tell me the truth as you know Snape more than I do. To me he looks like he still has feelings for my mother, does he?'

'You know he doesn't say much, but going on looks, how he looks at your mother, the way he wants to be around her, yes, he does. After that night Harry, when you mentioned that Severus loved your mother, I spoke with Severus, I wanted to know what he meant. He explained about their friendship, their fight and how he always loved her but she fell for your father.'

'She hated my father at first, thought he was arrogant and I suppose he was but what popular fifteen and sixteen year old isn't a bit arrogant.'

'You,' Draco smiled, 'That's one thing I noticed about you, how different you were to others. Like me, I was raised with money and influence, so naturally I was arrogant. You were the boy who lived then the chosen one, everyone, or almost everyone wanted to know you or be seen with you but not once did you ever act popular or that you were better than anyone else.'

'Probably because I didn't want to be known as the boy who lived or the chosen one. Imagine an eleven year old finding out your called that just because you survived over your parents. Then the chosen one, I was scared Dra, hearing I had had to kill Voldemort or he kills me, a fifteen year old who hardly knew what I was doing. Anyway, different subject, when did you start having feelings for me?'

'When I was fourteen, not long before he returned actually. Even though I did give you a hard time, I couldn't help admire the way you held your head high even though everyone thought you put your own name in the goblet. I overheard my parents talking before he returned, something about it wasn't long and he would have some plans already organised. I figured who they meant and probably you would be involved so I started watching you more than you realised. What about you, when did you know?'

'I didn't realised until sixth year, but after doing a lot of thinking I realised I did in fifth year. Whenever you were around I couldn't seem to stop staring at you. Hermione would ask why and I'd just say I wanted to see what you were up to. In sixth year they knew I was using my cloak to follow you around but they never knew I used to sometimes just watch you, the way you moved, the way you talked, how your hair would always look so neat and well, silky,' Harry gave a small shy smile then ran his hand down Draco's blond hair then smiled bigger as Draco ran his fingers through his hair, Harry knew his hair was already a mess, Draco's fingers running through wouldn't make it much worse. Finally they went back to their breakfast but they did continue to talk about their times at Hogwarts, especially when it involved the other.