A/N: I don't own Harry Potter or any related characters

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Draco stood outside the front door of the Potters' home. He hesitated, staring at the doorbell. What was he so afraid of? Would Potter, no, he really should call him something else, Mr. Potter maybe? They were both adults, he would handle this like an adult...an adult who was dating his rival's daughter.

He was debating if it was too late to turn and run. Lily would never forgive him. The thought of her smile filled his mind. The things he would do for that smile... He raised his hand and rang the doorbell. He could hear the chime echo through the house. For a moment he could feel his own heart pounding in his chest. He did not like that sound, did not like the fear flooding him at this current second.

The door opened.

"Professor Malfoy, how lovely for you to join us," Ginny said pleasantly. Draco felt something that could be considered relief. At least Harry hadn't answered the door.

"Good evening, Mrs. Potter. Lovely to see you also."

"Please, come in. Lily's in the dining room setting the table." She nodded in Lily's direction. Draco handed her the bouquet of flowers he'd brought.

"These are for you, Mrs. Potter. I brought something for Mr. Potter also. I was told he liked elf made mead?" Draco said holding up a bottle. Ginny smiled reaching for it when Harry entered the room.

"Ginny, why is Draco Malfoy standing in our house holding a bottle of elf made mead?" He asked. Lily poked her head out of the dining room. She glanced at Draco and gave him a quick smile.

"Because I invited him to dinner and you don't drink fire whiskey," Lily answered walking over to Draco. She slid her hand in his and looked at her father.

"Of course, my son runs off with Snape's daughter and now my daughter has to be dating my worst enemy. What's next, James bringing home Voldemort's daughter," he muttered. Ginny rolled her eyes.

"This isn't about the boys, Harry. This is about Lily. Besides, Voldemort didn't have a daughter," Ginny stated.

"Dad, I thought your worst enemy was you know who," Lily stated. Harry looked at the couple. Draco was holding Lily's hand, looking slightly worried.

"Dinner's ready," Ginny announced breaking the uncomfortable silence. Harry turned and walked into the dining room. Lily and Draco followed.

"That could have gone better," Draco whispered.

"He didn't hex you," Lily stated with a smile. Draco pulled Lily's chair out for her before sitting next to her. "That's a good start." Ginny smiled at the couple as she put dinner on the table. Harry paid more attention to the food than Draco and Lily.

"I'm sorry about dinner, I didn't have much notice. Is it alright if I call you Draco?"

"Of course. Professor Malfoy seems stuffy especially over the summer holiday. I heard the Harpies won their game today?"

"Yes, we did, didn't think we would, but Betts caught the snitch at the last moment. Harry, how was your day?"

"Usual. We rounded up some Death Eaters," he glared at Draco, "and threw them into Azkaban to await trial. They might be waiting awhile."
"I was unaware there were any Death Eaters left to be caught," Draco stated sliding his hand into Lily's under the table.

"There's still a few outlaying supporters, and there's talk about a new group taking the name, and the ideals. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you, Malfoy?" Harry answered taking a bite of chicken. His green eyes fixed on Draco's arm, as if trying to see if there was a dark mark beneath his sleeve.

"Dad, Draco is not a Death Eater," Lily stated sounding annoyed. "He had a trial and everything, remember?"

"I remember, I was there," Harry muttered taking his eyes off Draco. He turned his attention to his daughter. "What did you do today, Lily?"

"Draco and I took in a Quidditch game. The Thestrals lost though, I would have thought they'd do a little better even if it is the off season for them. Their chaser is nothing compared to you, mum," she added. Ginny laughed while Harry simply nodded, glaring at the pair. The rest of dinner was eaten in near silence, with Harry occasionally glaring at Draco. Lily tried to ignore it.

Once dinner was finished, Ginny carried the dirty dishes to the kitchen. Harry helped her by carrying the left overs, leaving Lily and Draco in the dining room.

"I feel like I should help," Draco whispered.

"They need a minute, let's give them that," Lily replied kissing him, and leaning against him. "Besides, do you really want to be in there alone with my parents?" she asked giving him a look.

"I just..." Draco started to answer.

"It's freaking Malfoy, Ginny! He was a Death Eater! I'm surprised he hasn't hurt Lily yet! Or worse, convinced her to be one of them. We should have done something the minute she was sorted into Slytherin," Harry's voice interrupted Draco. Lily and Draco looked towards the kitchen. Lily trembled slightly. Draco took her hand.

"He's changed, Harry. Lily seems to really care about him, if he was hurting her, do you really think she would have brought him to dinner? And you told the children it didn't matter which house they were in. You're still holding that against her, after nearly seven years? I thought you were over this insane grudge of yours," they heard Ginny defending Draco. Draco glanced at Lily.

"At least your mum seems to like me." Lily gave him a small smile.

"I was, until Lily brought him home for dinner. I am not having my daughter dating a Malfoy! He's too old for her! I should write a letter to the board of directors at Hogwarts, let them know what he's being doing."

"You will do nothing of the sort! And as far as we know, all they've been doing is holding hands! An accusation like that could cost him his career! Lily was so terrified earlier about bringing him to dinner, she knew you would overreact like this!"

"You knew. You knew she was bringing him over here, you knew our daughter was dating a Death Eater... What? That's what he is, I don't care what they said at the trial. What's next, a Dark Mark on her arm?" Harry's voice echoed. Lily blinked back tears.

"Do you want me to leave?" Draco asked. She shook her head.

"Not unless I'm coming with you. Let's go," she stated rising to her feet. Draco nodded taking her hand. They walked out the front door, letting it slam behind them.

"Where are we going?" Draco asked after a moment. Lily shrugged.

"Somewhere they're not, somewhere we can be alone," she added after a moment.

"We could go to Hogwarts? I sold the manor after the war... It had too many memories, and also, I wanted to distance myself from my own name."

"I know, I've told you, Draco. I couldn't care less about money. Let's just walk, maybe, I'll stop hearing his voice in my head. I can't believe he'd accuse you of wanting to hurt me, or you being a Death Eater," Lily whispered as they picked a direction and started walking.