Draco had been kept busy by both his father and Voldermort, he was loyal them but the blonde hated it. Tomorrow he was to meet Harry and tell him his decision.

For most, the chance to be with the one you love and your children would over come everything else but this was different, this was the Dark Lord and he was a deatheater.

What ever he was doing he constantly thought of Anna and Susan but most of all Harry his beloved. He had been distracted from his duties ever since he had gone to see his lover on the cliff tops.

Lusius had noticed the lack of work and was irritated by his son's nonexistent concentration. He had had enough; something had to be done about it.

He called Draco to his study the night before he was due to see Harry. The younger blonde could tell that it wasn't going to be a joyful visit but he couldn't recall any times that he had been called into this office that had actually been good news.

"I have noticed a decline in your work Draco, tell me what is wrong."

"There is nothing wrong father, my mind is preoccupied at the present time with thoughts of Our Master, and I am trying to work out Potters weakness."

"Well there is no need for it any more, Pansy Parkinson informed The Dark Lord of Potters twins. Do you know of the father, she did not?"

After a moment Draco considered his answer before speaking in a sort of hushed whisper as if he were ashamed of what he was about to say. "Understand this, it is best not to kill them, they will be of use to us"

"What use are they if the other father is half-blood or worse a mudblood."

"He is not; he is a pureblood wizard giving those girls a lot of power."

"How do you know all this, it is as if you have witnessed it or..."

"I think you have figured it out, I am the father."

Harry had been going to the playground everyday without fail leaving Seamus to mope around the house alone all day as his job at Hogwarts was not due to begin until the start of September. Harry could sometimes even smell the alcohol and cigarette smoke upon him but Seamus never drank or smoked when he was in the house with the twins.

However it was getting worse and Harry had no idea why he was doing the things he was doing but he knew it had to stop. Especially after he found three empty bottles of fire whiskey in the rubbish bin.

It was the day before Harry was due to met Draco and Harry had just returned home from the park, he had put the twins upstairs to sleep for a while before it was time for there tea.

Harry went and found Seamus who was in the garden smoking, a bottle of fire whiskey in one hand. In looked a complete mess.

He couldn't stand smokers, it was like kissing an ashtray, but he personally didn't mind drinking a bit with friends when he was out to have a good time but not while lying around the house where there were children.

"Seamus, what are you doing?" He asked staring meaningfully at the boy in front of him.

The Irish man spun around and almost toppled over. "Harry." His words were slurred; he had already had quite a lot to drink.

"Seamus, give me the bottle, put out the cigarette and we'll go inside." Harry said reaching for the bottle but the Irish man took it out of his reach.

"Naughty, naughty Harry, this is mine not yours."

"Fine have it your way but I don't want you in the house tonight." He said turning to leave, he hated seeing Seamus this way and he had a hunch that it had something to do with him.

"Hey gorgeous where you going?" He shouted after the departing Harry who stopped as he staggered up behind him. Half afraid of what the alcohol would make Seamus do.

"Inside away from you."

"Why would you wanna do that, I love you?"

"You're drunk, that's why now when your sober we need to talk."

"Don't walk away from me." Seamus demanded grabbing the back of Harry's t- shirt and pulling him back on to the ground.

"Get off me." Harry said trying to get up but Seamus stopped him by placing himself on the other mans hips. "Please Seamus, let me go."

"Why, I want to prove that I love you, if this is the only way then so be it." His breath stank of alcohol and smoke; Harry began to struggle against the man on top of him.

"If you do this it will be the end of us, if you hurt me I will never be able to forgive you." Harry said in his last attempt to get Seamus away from him.

"I could never hurt you Harry, I love you but I know you don't feel the same."

Summoning all his remaining energy Harry threw his boyfriend off of him and in the moment that it took Seamus to gather what had happened Harry ran for the house.

"Come back." Seamus yelled running after him but the alcohol in his system slowed him down and Harry had had got safely inside and locked the door before the Irish man had got any where near the door.

Immediately going upstairs to his bedroom where the twins were still sleeping peacefully, his first instinct was to go to Draco but he could be any where and with any one, instead he flooed Ron and Hermione who he knew would be staying at the Burrow.

"Hey guy's could you come over it's urgent." He said out of the fireplace. Hermione and Ron had been cuddled up on the sofa when he had appeared.

"Sure we'll be right there."

Harry took his head out of the hearth and waited. Moments later his two best friends appeared beside him.

"What is it, what's wrong?" The woman embraced her friend as he cried into her shoulder. When the red head arrived he went over and checked on the twins who were still asleep, thankfully.

"Where's Seamus?"

"In the garden, he's drunk, tried to attack me, got away."

"I'll kill him; he swore to us that he'd protect you." Ron raged.

"Don't, just stay with me tonight."

"Of course, anything for you. Ron go downstairs, and make Harry some tea, and what ever you do don't go any where near Seamus."

"Sure whatever." He said huffily as he did what he was told.

Harry and Hermione took the twins that were stirring for their tea downstairs into the kitchen to make up their bottles. There was someone banging on the back door shouting to be let in.

"Ron could you do me a favour and get rid of Seamus for me, he's giving me a headache, I don't want him anywhere near my girls."

He said mischievously, a glint of joy in his eye. "Alright, where do you want him to go?"

"I don't really care, just away from me; keep him out of the house."

It took a few hours for Ron to deal with his old friend as he was desperate to get to Harry. Ron even took the pleaser of punching him a few times until he was unconscious and he could discreetly levitate him into a gutter a street away from the house.

Harry wasn't sure what to do know, he was alone if Draco didn't agree to give up being a deatheater and come and stay with him.

Once the twins had been fed, changed and out back to bed by the infamous trio, the old friends sat down to talk, as it had been so long since they had done so.

"Harry, do you know what provoked Seamus do so that, I mean he wasn't like that at Hogwarts."

"I'm really not sure, I went to talk to him and find out when I realised he was drunk, but I think it may have something to do with Draco."

"Why do you say that?" Hermione asked, a confused look in here eyes.

"Because I think he may have realised that I still love him and I couldn't just stop, I remember how it all started with him, he kissed me, it was just a kiss but it felt right, it felt nice."

"Yeah but think about it mate, he's the one who has always caused you these problems, look at yourself, your in love with a deatheater and stuck all on your own with two kids." Ron said objectively.

"I know you never really liked Draco and he showed his true colours at the end of last year but I can't let go of him, no matter how it ended up."

"And that is what love is all about Harry, loving someone no matter if they do something right, wrong or something completely stupid."

"Thanks guy's I really needed this." Harry said as he and his two friends embraced in a hug.

Draco sat in his room curled up on the bed. After he had told his father Lusius had not been very happy. In fact he was currently waiting for his Master to visit him.

His bedroom door crashed open sending a few of Draco's ornaments to the floor. The blonde noticed that the white marble dragon Harry had given him last Christmas was in pieces on the floor. He fought back tears as he stood.

"It is true that you bedded Potter." It wasn't really a question it was more of a statement. "I have done my reading on male pregnancies, and do you know what I found?"

"No, My Lord."

"That what I first thought was meaningless fucking was actually more than that, you see for a man to fall pregnant both have to be completely in love."

Draco looked at Voldermort, he was now trembling but he would be damned if he let his master see this. "It is true I used to, but not any longer." He lied.

"You fool, it is obvious by the glint in your eye when you speak of him that you still love him, and I will not stand for it, love is a weakness that I will not stand for among my followers. Crucio."

Sorry that this took so long to post but I was really busy yesterday. Any way this chapter is dedicated to I-desire who you lucky people who enjoy reading what I write have to thank because she got me started on fanfiction. She has also written a few amusing fic's that I will incourage her to type up and post.

Thank you to everybody who reviewed this story. I hope I can get the next chapter up very soon or a completely diffrent story (yes another one) which I think you will like. SS xxx