I everyone. I hope you enjoy this story. It wont be a long story. Just a little something I though of.

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CHAPTER FOUR

Harry Potter who was actually alive and well was sitting in the headmaster's office talking with his old friend. "Albus I don't get it for over ten years now someone has been placing crystal roses on my grave. I don't understand since all of my friends know that I'm not dead. Who would be doing this?"

"I talked to the caretaker of the cemetery and he says that it is always the same man who comes with a young boy. He said the he can't see them very well which means that they probably are using a glamour charm to hide their appearance. He also says that they come early morning on the anniversary of your death and on February the seventh."

"But I thought that there was a spell that would only let family and friends go into the cemetery to protect my parent's grave."

"I know it is a great mystery Harry. I suggest that this year on the anniversary of your death the we place a few well hidden people in the cemetery to see who comes and places those flowers on your grave. I thought that we had contacted most of your close friends to let them know that you were alive. And since the day is just a few weeks away we should be able to resolve this soon."

"I know I just can't see who it could be."

Just then a knock was heard on the door.

"Enter"

The potion master came into the office and sneered at the savior of the wizarding world. "You wanted to see me Headmaster?"

"Yes Severus, Harry and I were just discussing the mystery about some strange occurrences happening in the cemetery where his grave is. All his friends know that he is alive but still every year on the anniversary of his death new crystal flowers appear on his headstone. This has been going on since after his death."

Severus seemed to be getting angry. "Yes you told all your friends, have you thought of telling your lover?" Severus raised his eyebrow in question.

Harry paled when he thought of Draco. Since the blond had disappeared not long after the final battle he had thought that he had moved on.

"But he disappeared years ago, I thought that he was starting a new life somewhere else." Said Harry.

"I know for a fact that my godson has been crying over your death for over ten years. I see that you don't seem to have the same problem over his absence."

Harry was surprised to hear that Draco still mourned his death. He remembered their last night together. The look of love in his lover's eyes was unmistakable. How could he have thought that Draco didn't love him anymore.

"I thought that he left because he was over me."

"You idiot, he left because he couldn't stand to stay where everything reminded him of you. He's been living as a recluse in his Chateau in France all these years. I've tried to get him to go out and date but he keeps telling me that his heart will never beat for another. I guess that if he knew that you were alive all this time he would not forgive you so easily. Now if you'll excuse me I have a few important potions to take care of." With a nod of his head towards the headmaster Snape left the room.

Harry was lost in thought. He knew that Draco had loved him, why had he not told his blond lover that he was still alive. Somehow he had believed the others when they had told him that Draco would eventually hurt him so he had decided to end it before it got too serious. Draco had thought that no one knew about their relationship but Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Remus had known since Harry couldn't keep something so important from them.

Harry gave a sad smile to the headmaster and left after they had made arrangements to meet in three weeks early in the morning at the cemetery. They would solve the mystery of the roses.

The day of his anniversary of his death finally came. The Weasleys, Remus, Hermione and professor Dumbledore met Harry at the gates of the cemetery. They cast dilution charms on themselves and scattered through out the headstones. Each of them had a good view of Harry's grave which sparkled with all the white and blue crystal roses that were laid upon it.

About two hours later Harry was nervously watching the front gate when he saw a black car pull up to the small parking spot in front of the fence protecting the cemetery. Two people came out of the car and entered the cemetery and made their way to James and Lily's grave. The young boy looked like he was around ten or eleven and the man looked in his thirties.

With a wave of his hand Draco removed the glamour spell hiding Evan and his identities knowing that the wards would protect them. Harry's eyes went wide when he saw his old lover. Draco had not changed with the years; he was still as beautiful as he was when he was seventeen. Then he got a good look at Draco's son. The boy was blond but his hair was short and messy, his green eyes hiding behind round glasses. Harry used a spell that would let him hear everything they would say even if they were whispering.

"Papa, can I conjure up the roses this time to put on grand-maman and grand-papa's graves?" The young boy asked Draco.

"Sure son, and don't forget your uncle Sirius' grave."

Harry watched as the boy waved his hand and made beautiful red roses appear in front of his mom's grave. Then he saw how Draco made his way to his own grave. Draco sat down in front of the grave like he did every year and started talking.

"Hi Harry it's that time of year again. No matter how long it's been since you died I still miss you." Draco traced the words on the headstone with his fingers. "You should see how grown up our son is." Harry just stood still in shock at hearing that the boy was his son. He shook himself out of his thoughts and kept on listening to Draco.

"Just the other day he beat me at Quidich. He has your skills when it comes to being a seeker." Tears were falling on his cheeks. Would the pain ever go away? "He will probably get his Hogwarts letter this summer. He turned eleven a few months ago." Draco turned his head to watch his son who was finishing conjuring the flowers for the other graves.

Draco turned back to the grave and continued talking "He will probably be in Gryffindor. Do you know that if he is he will be the first Malfoy to do so?" Draco felt Evan sit next to him.

"Do you have a few words to say to your daddy Evan?"

"Yes, Hi daddy, guess what? I discovered that I can talk to snakes this year. I met one in our back yard the other day. Papa says I take that after you. Papa said that I shouldn't tell too many people since it's considered a bad thing but I like it. Snakes are actually very smart."

Draco place his arm around Evan as the child spoke to the headstone. It broke his heart that the only contact his son had with Harry was talking with a piece of rock. When Evan was done speaking Draco hugged him and kissed his forehead.

"Are you ready Evan?"

"Yes Papa." Both of them held out a hand over their heart and soon it started glowing. After a few seconds both were holding a crystal rose. Draco's as usual was white and Evan's was blue and smaller. Evan was the first to put his flower on the headstone. Then he got up and with a final "I love you daddy." made his way to the car giving his papa a few minutes alone.

Draco watched at Evan got in the car and put the music on. He smiled and shook his head. Soon his son would be a teenager and would probably blast that music very loudly. Turning back to Harry's headstone Draco started crying. With his head in his hands he sobbed for a few minutes and started talking again.

"It's been twelve years since you've been gone and it still hurts like it was yesterday. Did you know that right after you died I tried to kill myself three times but every time something stopped me. I thank Merlin now that I've never succeeded or Evan would have never been born." Taking a deep breath Draco placed his own crystal rose on the grave. "I love you Harry, and I always will. Remember when I was pregnant with Evan how I promised you that he would be brought up to believe in the good of this world. Well I kept my promise. He's never touched a dark arts book ever and he has had love showed to him his whole life. Our son is a very powerful wizard; he will do great things to help the wizarding world. He's a light wizard and has a good heart. You would be proud of him."

Draco traced the letters on the cold stone one more time before he got up. "I'll see you next year, I miss you so much, I'm sorry if I don't come more often but it hurts so much to only be able to talk to a headstone when I long to hold you so much." Draco whipped his tears away and turned around to leave. "I love you Harry." Then he walked away getting in the car leaving a whole lot of wizards shocked and surprised at what they had witnessed.