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CHAPTER SEVEN

Harry had followed Draco to their secret room. When he finally went in he noticed that the blond was sleeping in the middle of the bed with his arms wrapped tightly around himself. He took the time to look at his love and saw the subtle changes in him. Draco had let his hair grow to his mid back where he kept it tied back. He had grown a bit and filled up with muscles but was still slim and not too bulky. He sat on the bed next to Draco and shook his shoulder to wake him up. Two silver eyes looked at him with such pain that it tore at his heart.

Draco woke up when he felt someone touch him. He opened his eyes to see his ex-lover looking at him. Draco shot out of bed and ran for the door. Harry caught up to him and placed his hand on the door closing it again. Draco turned around and yelled at Harry one single word that shook the raven haired man to the core.

"WHY?"

Harry tried to explain, but all he could think of was how utterly stupid and weak he had been to believe what his friends had said. Yes, he had been emotionally unstable after his fight with Voldemort but when he had gotten better he should have tried harder to seek out his lover.

"I'm sorry Draco, when I became healthy again after the battle, you had disappear I searched for five years when I couldn't find you I thought you had moved on. Ron and Hermione kept telling me how you didn't seem affected by my death. Snape wouldn't give me the time of day. Eventually I believed them and I stopped looking for you. Please forgive me. I was an idiot."

Draco seemed frozen in place. Was that it? He had believed his friends over him. Had he had not proven time and time again that he loved him more than life itself.

"Harry, I'm a Malfoy. When have you ever seen me show my emotions in public? I was raised to be cold as ice. It took me a long time to even show the affectionate side of me to Evan in public. Did you think that I would have gone around the school crying my eyes out and weeping over your death? You should have known better then that. I kept my pain to myself and only let it out at night when I was alone in my room." Draco shook his head at the stupidity that his love was showing.

"I'm sorry Draco. I still love you." Harry was now standing back a few feet looking at Draco and didn't seem to know what he needed to say or do to make things better.

"God, Harry do you know what this will do to Evan. All his life, I've told him that you loved him and in one shot you destroy his world. I warn you now; you will not come near MY son. You don't deserve us. How could I have been stupid to love someone who was afraid to love?" Draco turned around pulling his hair. "Gods what kind of idiot am I? I believed you when you told me you loved me. Fuck this. Evan and I are out of here in the morning. Don't you dare come near us."

Draco stormed out of the room and didn't notice that Harry had slipped to the floor crying and holding his heart.

Draco ran all the way back to his quarters. He used his wand to pack all his things. He would let Evan sleep and tomorrow he would pack his son's things and go back to France. Since Evan had been born in France he had also received an acceptance letter for Beaubaxton. Their school year started in a week so Evan wouldn't miss anything. He would get his son to understand that it was better for them to be away from Harry. They didn't need him in their lives.

Just as Draco thought that; he knew he was wrong. He'd give all of his riches to be able to hold Harry. But not the Harry he had talked to. No he wanted the Harry that had held him in his arms professing undying love for him when they were seventeen. "Merlin I'm pathetic."

Draco new that Harry wouldn't give up now that he knew that he had a son. And what right did he have to keep Evan away from him. His son had wanted to see Harry all his life. "Dammit to hell, I'm such a fucking idiot." After he had cooled down, Draco turned back and unpacked his things. He wouldn't let the Gryffindor win. He would live his life like before. It was obvious that the Harry Potter he loved was dead. This newer version was just a fake. He hope if he kept on telling himself that, that he would soon believe it.

Draco didn't sleep at all that night. When he woke he looked as good as he did any other day when he made his way to the great hall but his eyes were now dead. He hardly smiled at Severus and just nodded at the headmaster. His only real smile came when he saw Evan walk into the hall with his friend Robert. Evan seeing the state that his father was in decided to get up and go greet him with their usual morning hug. His papa always liked his hugs. Evan saw his daddy Harry make his way to the head table. He looked like he hadn't slept for a week. He kind of felt sorry for him but he had dug his own holes and it was up to him to get himself out of them. Evan was Malfoy enough to understand that his daddy had a lot to make amends for. H

Evan got up and made his way towards Draco. He made a big show of turning his head away from Harry when he passed in front of him. He then stood next to Draco and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I love you papa." Draco couldn't resist taking his son in his arms. "I love you too my little lion. Now go and have breakfast with your friends. I think you have potions this morning and you wouldn't want to be late for professor Snape's class."

"Of course not papa." Turning towards the potion master Evan smiled at him. "I'm looking forward to your class uncle Sev...er... I mean professor Snape." He turned around and made his way back to his seat.

Severus turned around towards Draco and let out a fake sigh. "How am I suppose to handle him. He'll be the only Gryffindor who will make feel bad about taking points away from them. He's so good in potions already. Damn Draco did your son have to be so perfect?"

Draco chuckled and shook his head. Evan had Severus wrapped around his little finger. Draco was eating when he noticed that Harry had been listening to them since the beginning of the meal. "I repeat what I said last night Potter. Stay away from my son. When he's ready he'll seek you out. Until then keep your distance. You were his hero, now he doesn't know what to think."

"I understand Draco. In time I hope to make you forgive me for my weaknesses. Please can we talk later?"

"I don't think I'm ready to talk yet, please give me time." Draco turned around and left the room.