Disclaimer: I Own Nothing. Well, a couple of things, I suppose. But the closest I come to owning Harry Potter is owning the books, so find somebody else to sue.
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The next afternoon, Harry and Draco lay in Harry's bed at the house, nude and holding each other under the blankets. Harry tossed an arm across Draco's stomach and laid his head on Draco's chest, dropping light kisses over the blond's pale skin.
"How are you feeling?" Harry murmured, reaching his head up to kiss Draco's neck and shoulder.
"Hurts a little," Draco admitted. He smirked. "But who's the god now?" Harry grinned, then glanced at Draco's arm.
"Did it work?" he wondered. Draco lifted his arm, and they looked at the inside of his forearm.
"I think so," Draco replied. "It doesn't always show, but¼ I looked at it a while ago, after you said the words, and it kind of lit up a bit, but that was all. Time will tell, I suppose." He looked at the clock. "They'll be home soon. Do you think we should get up?" Harry shook his head, cuddling up to Draco.
"If they feel the need to try and come in here, they'll see a note on my door that says 'leave us alone, we'll be out when we're ready' or something to that effect." Draco chuckled. "I love you, Draco, you know?"
"I love you, too, Harry," Draco said, softly, as he smoothed back Harry's unruly, sweaty hair. Harry smiled slightly, as though remembering something. "What are you thinking about?"
"I remember last summer," Harry said in a dreamy voice. "After they did whatever to me, every day, I would make up scenarios about how I might be rescued¼ I'd dream about being rescued while I slept¼ Every time, I ended up being saved by someone with blond hair and gray eyes. It wasn't until I got to school that I realized it was you. And my dreams came true. You saved me from that hell. Indirectly, but you saved me. That was when I realized I love you."
"So I suppose I was your 'knight in shining armor?'" Draco teased. "All we need now is to 'ride off into the sunset.'" He kissed Harry's forehead. "I realized I love you when I found you in the Astronomy Tower, and I saw that I might lose you." Harry hugged Draco tightly, closing his eyes and giving a content sigh. "Don't go to sleep now, love. We have to get up soon and have dinner with your family before going back to school."
"I don't want to," Harry whined. "Can't we just, tell them we're dead or something? At least for a few hours, days, weeks, whatever?" Draco leaned down to kiss Harry's lips, then climbed out of bed.
"Come on. I heard them come through the door, and I want to meet the little ones." Harry just lay on his side, watching as Draco bent over to pull his boxer shorts on. Draco finished pulling all of his clothes on, then turned to see Harry staring at him and grinned. "Are you looking at my arse?"
"Well, it is a cute arse," Harry commented, innocently. "And there are a few things I'd like to do to that arse, that I didn't do today¼ But let's save that for another day, shall we?" He climbed out of the bed and pulled his clothes on, and as he stood again, he felt Draco wrapping his arms around him from behind.
"If only we could be alone for more than a few hours¼" Draco purred into Harry's ear. He gently nibbled on the lobe, causing Harry to moan a little. Draco then backed away and took Harry's hand in his own. "Let's go."
"Oh, you're such a tease," Harry said, pouting. He reached a hand to the back of Draco's neck, pulling his face down, and kissed him passionately.
"I'm not the only one," Draco retorted, breathlessly. "All right, enough, or else we won't get downstairs." He pulled out his wand and waved it at the room. "Retournus Normalus."
Instantly, the room was neat and clean again, and the boys headed downstairs. Remus held Kayla in his arms, while Sean lay on the couch, obviously in pain. Sirius sat next to Sean, gently examining his hand. Harry rushed over to them.
"What happened?"
"He tripped, and when he grabbed for something to keep him up, it was a silver fence post," Sirius sighed, not looking away from the wound. Harry touched his father's shoulder and gave him a meaningful look.
"Let me see it." Sirius nodded and let Harry take his place. "Hey, Sean, I want you to take a deep breath, all right?" Sean did so, and Harry prepared to lower his hand to the wound.
"No, don't touch it!" Sean cried out. "If you touch it, you might--"
"It's all right," Harry cut him off, soothingly. "I know the risks. I know what I'm doing." He touched the wound, murmuring a few words under his breath, and then took his hand away. The wound was completely healed. "How's that?"
"Better, thanks, Harry," Sean responded, looking at his hand. Remus lowered Kayla to the floor.
"Kay, Sean, go get washed up for supper," Remus requested. The two ran to the bathroom, and Sirius headed for the kitchen. "Harry, thank you for doing that. But I think that, before you experiment any more with your powers, we should speak with Dumbledore about them, all right?" Harry nodded. "Anyway, how was your afternoon? Everything work out?" Remus had known their reason for wanting the house to themselves.
"We think so, but we're not sure," Draco responded. "We have to wait and see." Remus nodded in understanding.
Ten minutes later, the six sat around the dinner table. Harry introduced the kids to Draco, who seemed fascinated by them, and vice-versa as well.
"Do you play Quidditch, too?" Sean wondered. Harry chuckled.
"Yes, I do, when I get a chance," Draco replied. "I used to be the Slytherin Seeker, but I quit the team."
"Why?" Sean asked, his eyes wide. Draco chose his words carefully for the answer.
"Well, the people on my team just¼weren't being very nice to me. I couldn't cooperate with them anymore."
"How come they weren't being nice?" Kayla asked, frowning. Draco glanced at Harry, who shrugged his shoulders.
"They didn't really like the idea of me and Harry being as close as we are," Draco said after a moment of thinking.
"Are you and Harry close like Dad and Daddy are?" Kayla pressed. Sirius raised an eyebrow as he looked at the two teens, and Harry smirked.
"Yes, we are close like Dad and Daddy are," Harry told Kayla. "Dad and Daddy love each other very much. Draco and I love each other very much." He glanced at Draco and spoke to him telepathically.
-The difference is that Dad and Daddy reveal how much they love each other by forgetting to put Silencing Spells on their bedroom.
Draco's eyes widened, and he nearly spit out his pumpkin juice. He punched Harry in his arm.
"Next time, wait until I've swallowed whatever is in my mouth!"
"Harry," Sirius said in a warning tone. Harry glanced up at him, smiling innocently.
"I didn't do anything wrong, Dad." He looked at his watch. "Hey, look at that: It's time for Draco and me to go back to school!" He stood up, as did Draco. Harry went around the table, giving everyone a hug and a kiss on their heads.
"We'll see you soon, kid," Remus said. "Draco, say hi to your parents for us." Draco nodded, and he and Harry went back to the Snape dungeons, through the Floo.