News of the engagement spread quickly through school and the ranks of deatheaters, it was happy news indeed.
However both sides rejoiced but the dark side did so because they thought that their master would have another heir soon enough whereas the side of the light celebrated because Godric Gryffindor's line could now continue.
It had been a week since Harry had proposed to his lover and the two couldn't have been happier. Snape was still imprisoned at Riddle manor but he was still alive and that showed Dumbledore that Voldermort had some compassion left, properly caused by the absence of his son.
In two weeks time Dylan and Draco were to return to Riddle manor for the Christmas holiday's and Voldermort had already made it quite clear that there was to be no shagging while he was in the same house as them, however they were permitted to share a bed.
It didn't seem to matter how much begging was done they wouldn't be sleeping together.
The alone time the couple got was precious and valued above all else, it was a rare pleasure but how much fun they had when it came about.
Harry very rarely slept in Gryffindor tower now, always accompanying Draco to his dorm room. The other occupants of the room were not too happy with the arrangement of course but they still thought that Harry was Dylan, heir to the dark Lord, there wasn't much they could do.
It was during or more precisely after a love making session that Harry began to talk to his fiancé. "You are happy right Dray?"
"I couldn't be happier, why?"
"I can't help but feel that we were meant to live for so much more than this, but I can't place it."
"I think the answer but I'm going to have to consider it and tell you at Christmas"
"What are you planning my love?"
"You will see soon enough."
Harry pouted but it did no good, Draco jut sighed shook his head and snuggled closer to the teen next to him.
They always felt an immense sense of calm when they were in each others company, even more so when they were like this, so vulnerable in this slumbering state but satisfied to be like it..
The next time Dumbledore called Harry to his study, Draco came along with him, the headmaster was kind of shocked when he first appeared but was glad that Draco had understood and was willing to accept it. He then congratulated them on their engagement before pressing on with the real reason he had summoned them.
"I have arranged these two port keys for the two of you." He produced two necklaces, both on a silver chain, Harry's a red gem a touch smaller than a muggle ten pence piece, and Draco's was identical apart from the fact that his stone was green. "If you are in danger they will activate and bring you here."
"Thank you Dumbledore, it is much appreciated."
"Yes, thank you, for everything."
"I don't believe we're doing this." Draco said when they had left the office. "Betraying our fathers for something that could not be true."
"It is true, I had a dream a while ago, I saw me but living a different life, I asked Voldermort to do this, I asked him to turn back time."
"But why, I don't understand."
"I did it for love."
"For me."
"Yes, you said it was impossible for us to be together so I made it possible."
"I don't know whether to feel privileged or disappointed."
"Don't feel either just love me."
"That's not hard."
Harry slid an arm around Draco's waist and brought him close into a passionate kiss. It was always an amazing experience for the two of them; it was as if they could feel their magic flowing between them.
Harry's hand went under Draco's shirt and began to tease one of his nipples causing the blonde to moan in delight.
"No making out in the hallways." Some one called out behind them. Breaking apart they saw Professor Magonigal striding towards them.
Harry smirked and pushed Draco against the wall and continued to kiss him. The blondes hands went down to squeeze the Gryffindor's firm arse. This seemed to enrage the transfiguration teacher further.
"Fifty points from both Gryffindor and Slytherin, now if you do not move along I will be forced to call the head master.
The hand that wasn't under Draco's shirt was now entangled in blond locks. It seemed the teens were so content in kissing one another they did not care who saw them for how many points were docked from their houses.
Minerva became more and more disturbed as both boys elicited moans of pleasure. As if he knew his presence was needed the headmaster appeared from out of his office and came to aid one of his teachers. "Mr Malfoy, Mr Riddle, there are eleven year old students wandering around the school that do not desire to see you groping each other, if you wish to continue your activities then I am sure the room of requirement will accommodate you."
Still they did not listen, insisting that they stay joined at the lips. Doing the only thing left he could think of the headmaster forcefully grabbed the back of Draco's robes and pulled them apart.
Minerva had to grab Harry as he made a dive to join him and his lover once again. Both struggled immensely but could do nothing. Suddenly the sound of Harry's voice broke the disapproving silence. "Accio Draco." He cried and immediately a struggling Draco flew out of Minerva's grasp and into his arms where the resumed there kissing.
"This is hopeless."
"I quite agree." Dumbledore said. "But I have an idea." He then rather louder than necessary began to say. "If the two of you do not stop and move your activities to a more private location I will have to forcibly separate the two of you."
This got the boys attention at once; they jumped apart, lips swollen, and both blushing like school girls. With out another word or kiss they ran, down the stairs and out of sight.
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