Title: How do you know?

Chapter 10: The Honeymooners

Author: Lonely No More

Disclaimer: Everything that you recognize is owned by the eloquent Mrs. J.K. Rowling, and those affiliated with her. I am but a poor middle class mother trying to entertain herself in anyways she can.

Rating: R for possible adult situations.

A/N: Yes I know, I've gotten terrible about updating, and I promise that I shall try better, but I think that I will stick to one shots after this, or wait until I have a whole story finished before I post it, that way all I have to do is upload it. I will finish this, and not abandon it, I promise, that is my biggest pet peeve.

A/N 2: Thank you to those few of you that did review, you are lucky I am not one of those people who hold chapters until I receive so many reviews…not that there is anything wrong with that, but I would probably still be on chapter 2 if that were the case.

Harry

Again life agreed with you, and we were happy.

I knew better though, it wouldn't last,

My life is a magnet for chaos…why didn't you see this?

How can you still love me?

Draco

The stars shone brilliantly that night as Harry whisked Draco away to a destination unknown. Draco hugged tight to Harry, taking in his scent…he would go to bed every night, and wake every morn to that smell on his pillows… He was going to spend the rest of his life with Harry. 'I don't ever want this night to end' he thought as he hugged Harry even tighter.

"Almost there." Harry called back to Draco. He began looking around trying to get his bearings…It still looked like a forest of some sort under them, but it was thinning out, and there was a clearing ahead. But he was sure that there had been water under them awhile ago. Draco had no clue where he was at. Harry noticed him looking around and smirked…he did it, Draco had no clue where they were at. The cottage would be perfect.

As they began the decent, Draco saw a small cottage, with candles in the windows. Quaint, but quiet, nice, oh well he could survive a week in the rustics; it just had better have running water. When they landed, Harry walked to a small shed to the side of the cottage, and when he opened the door to put the broom in, he pulled out 1 small bag and 1 larger bag then walked towards the door.

"Don't move, I'll be back out in a second, I need to take these in." Harry instructed Draco before opening the door. Draco mused over the order Harry had just given him, what was in those bags, and where or how Harry had come across this cottage, but before he could finish Harry was back. Harry walked straight towards Draco and when he got to him he swept a kiss across his lips and lifted him into the air. Draco was a lot lighter than Harry remembered, but he wasn't going to think of that right now. Draco laughed as Harry carried him across the threshold, Hermione had insisted Ron do the same…'Silly Muggles, what will they think of next?' But then his breath hitched…As soon as they entered the doorway it had all changed…It just looked like a run down cottage from the outside, but it was really a magnificent mansion…ok well maybe not a mansion, but it definitely was not the rambling shack he saw outside. Harry had a large smile on his face. "Rented it from a friend, it has anti detection protection charms and everything… it's about as safe as Hogwarts…He really thought of everything huh?"

Draco was stunned…he was still twirling around looking at the lavishly furbished residence. It had a beautiful old chandelier, and marble columns upholding the roof... "It's beautiful Harry…so where did you ge…" Harry didn't want to talk at that point. Draco liked it, and he had been waiting to have Draco all to himself all day, that's all that mattered as Harry crushed Draco's mouth against his. Draco forgot anything he might have said as Harry once again swept Draco into his arms and carried him down the corridor. As the entered the bedroom, Draco began to tear up…it appeared that Harry re-created their first night. He had the room looking exactly like the one at the leaky cauldron the night he had proposed. The round bed…speckled with rose petals, the hot tub with lavender water beckoning them with large fluffy towels beside it, and he saw it…the letter in the center of the bed. Draco looked up at Harry the question in his eyes…Harry nodded forward and mumbled about needing to go get some tea. Draco walked forward with an odd sense of déjà-vu. He sprawled upon the black satin sheets and opened the letter addressed to Mr. Draco Malfoy-Potter (finally!).

My dearest Draco:

I have waited for tonight for so long, the night that you would finally be mine in everyway. I have wanted you for a very long time, and perhaps as I said before I believe that we had misinterpreted our love for so many years, that when I walked in on your conversation with Snape my mind jumped to conclusions about the old Draco, not the one that I know and love now.

I love you Draco. I love you more than words could possibly say…I want us to be together forever and raise a family together and just grow old together…like our parents never got the chance too. I know that when I look into your eyes tonight while we make love and complete our bond that I will still look into your eyes the same way every time we make love for forever, when we are 25 and when we are 50 and when we are 80…I will always love you Draco, for who you are, for who you used to be and for who you will be…Because when they are all put together they make up the man that I married today, and that is who I love.

I can only hope that you will continue to love me despite my faults, and rash temper. I am sorry again for this past week.

Can you forgive me?

A single tear made its way down Draco's cheek, before it could splash onto his new robes; Harry was there to kiss it away. Draco pulled back…

"Didn't you have time to finish this one either?" his smirk graced his perfect pout.

"Yes, but I decided I liked how this ended."

"Ah but you see, I already know how this ends as well…I 'ended' you the last time remember?'

That beautiful smirk…Harry couldn't believe that he hated that smirk for so long. "Well I believe that you are wrong, because according to my plans, this will be a bit different." And as he talked he rolled Draco over and lying on top of him pulled his legs apart and began to thrust. Not to be outdone Draco grabbed hold of Harry's collar and flipped him over and spread Harry's legs, and whispered an incantation to remove Harry's clothes, and they magically appeared folded over a chair across the room.

"WOW! That one could have helped before? Why haven't you ever used that before?" Harry was amazed, and slightly aroused at this new power in Draco…he usually begged to be bottom…

"I had to save some of my tricks, or else you would have anything to look forward to." Draco drawled, then kissed Harry and started rubbing up against him. He muttered the incantation to remove his clothes as well, and started licking his way down Harry's lithe body. He teased Harry's nipples, and bit and licked and kissed his way down his abdomen. When he got to Harry's happy trail Draco paused. He looked back up at Harry; he wanted to remember Harry just like this…waiting for him…a perfect end to a perfect wedding day. Draco didn't know why, but he was sure something would have went wrong, something always goes wrong, at least for him it does. Draco looked into Harry's glistening eyes, and remembered what he was doing…Making love to his husband. Draco bent back down and finished kissing his way toward his favorite little rosebud. He licked and teased, and finally drove his tongue in. Harry was already begging for more. "Perpetua Lubricus" he whispered at his rosebud, and slid in a finger…Harry still took awhile to adjust, but then again he wasn't the slut that Draco was. Draco slowly added another finger and kept the slow rhythmic pace. Harry was thrusting himself onto Draco hand, but Draco was still taking it slow. Harry started pleading, and broke Draco's trance…he started to enter Harry without really paying much attention…the words Mad-Eye had uttered came back, and it felt like Draco was standing across the room watching Blaise fuck his Harry; then it looked like he was fucking Blaise himself and putting pain into everything that git lied about. He backed out and saw Mad-Eye there staring at him with that damn eye…telling him that he would always be trash…Always be used…he's not worth anything… He could even hear the old man cackling…Then it was silent.

When Draco came around, Harry was sitting beside him with a worried look. They were lying on the bed side by side. Harry was sponging off Draco's head.

"Too much excitement for one day huh?" Draco didn't know what happened, but felt enough shame to blush…

"Sorry Harry…I…don't really know what happened."

"It's okay Drake honey…we don't have to do this tonight, we've had a rough week, and I'm sure that all the stress you've been under, it was just too much. That's okay; we have the rest of the week here. So let's just relax for tonight"

Draco was worried…he didn't know what all Harry heard or saw, but then he remembered…he sat upright in bed and started looking around, startling Harry.

"What's wrong Draco? What are you looking for? Are you sure you're alright? Do you need me to floo Madame Pomphrey?"

After assuring himself that Mad-Eye was nowhere around he lay back down next to Harry…"I'm fine Harry…as long as you are here with me I am fine."

"Draco, I have to ask you…you look like you've lost some weight? Are you okay? And I found some bruises on you that I haven't seen before? Are you alright?"

"Yes Harry I am fine, just last week was bad, and I didn't really eat much, and I probably bumbled around a bit, so I don't know where the bruises came from either… But again, I am fine as long as I am with you." Harry leaned down and snuggled in beside Draco and whispered the lights out.

Harry started rubbing circles on Draco's stomach and leaned over to kiss him again…"I love you Draco. Don't ever forget that."

"I love you too Harry." So they spent the night in cuddles, and bouts of sleep and murmurings of love.

The days were passing by, and everything was going wonderfully. Draco and Harry had spent the entire week making love, fooling around in general. They read together, they showered together, and Draco even got Harry to go running with him in the mornings, cooked together, cleaned up after meals…everything…it was perfect. When the day came to leave and go back to their world, Draco was apprehensive. He was still having those nightmares, though they usually only affected him at night, and he was getting Harry into the habit of going to bed early enough that he could sleep through them…He didn't know what had happened to him, but they were occurring the same time every night, and went exactly the same as they had the first night. Draco knew he was under a spell of some sort, but didn't know how to fend it off yet, and he wasn't going to tell Harry and ruin their perfect Honeymoon. He knew that somehow Moody was behind this, but again, had no proof, and so he was going to put up with it until he could talk to Severus, he would know what to do. That and he wouldn't admit defeat to the old bastard, as far as anyone is concerned, the honeymoon was a complete success, and nothing bad ever happened. Not to say that he only topped Harry once the entire week because of what happened when he did…he would start into Harry and he would turn into someone else…Blaise, then Oliver Wood, Pansy, Cedric Diggory, Charlie Weasley, Penelope Clearwater, Marcus Flint, Zacharias Smith, Vaisey, Harper, Urquhart, and Cormac MacLaggen, the list went on and on, he just couldn't keep doing that. He would see that look that Harry gives only him, but Harry was looking at someone else, it tore him apart. But Harry didn't even know. He would have to figure this out soon.

They arrived at Harry's flat that afternoon full of anticipation. The Weasley's were going to come over and help them open their gifts. When they opened the door, a sea of red greeted them. All of the Weasley's were there except Percy, who was too busy with the ministry at that moment to be bothered. Hermione was sitting in the corner with pillows fluffed under her arms, nursing a sleeping Genny. It was at that time that Draco finally felt like he was at home. He walked over and gave Hermione a hug and baby Genny a kiss on her forehead, and sat down to talk with them when he heard the one voice he didn't particularly want to hear.

"There's my boy Harry…like me cottage did ya? More than welcome to it any time you need to get away for a spell, eh? "

"Thanks Moody, I'll keep that in mind, I think that Draco'd like that as well."

"Oh really now?" and the crazy old man's revolving eye landed on Draco and studied him. With a smirk he asked" Didn't picture his sort as the kind that liked the outdoors; I figured he'd prefer city life with plenty of alleys and street corner vendors…that kind of thing." Harry was befuddled, he didn't know exactly what that was supposed to mean, but it didn't sound like a compliment, but before he could say anything Draco waltzed over to him, and laid a heavy kiss on him…there were woops and laughter all around, but Moody was scowling as Draco then addressed him,

"Actually I like being alone with Harry, especially for an occasion like this, wouldn't want to share him." and then kissed him again. To the complete amazement of Harry and Moody Draco draped his arm over Moody's shoulder and whispered in his ear…" But I bet you enjoyed watching us the entire time didn't you? You are a sick twisted old man, and I'll catch you in this game. That's a promise." And then hugged him and kissed his cheek. Moody growled out something about gifts, and moved back to bother someone else. Harry looked questioningly at Draco, but didn't ask, he figured that Draco would tell him sooner or later.

Gifts were brought in from every room, and Ron had to explain that when he stopped by everyday to get their mail and bring it in the house, he didn't think he would need helpers. So they set to the task of opening all the gifts of the people who were there first. It seemed like a good idea. Arthur and Molly had made them a clock just like theirs. It had only the 2 names on it, but promised that it would automatically add more when the time came, and smiled at Hermione. They looked at each other, a little leery of that last part, but continued on. Ron and Hermione had given them a scrap book of their times together since Draco saved Harry. The last page held a picture of Draco playing with Genny's hand the day of their wedding and a picture of them together during the reception…they both looked so happy. They picked up the package from Fred and George and Harry honestly debated about opening it later in privacy, but the twins wouldn't hear of it. They carefully opened the box and were surprised…the twins had bought them both black leather jackets so that Harry could take Draco into the muggle world without him looking like a fruit loop. Mr. Weasley then inquired about these things called fruit loops, and had everyone laughing riotously. Ginny brought out her gift next, and when they opened the box, the quickly tried to hide it. It didn't work; apparently Fred or George knew what it was… So they ended up showing everyone the lotion and costume sets that Ginny got them…The lotion warmed with touch, and it took Molly awhile to figure out that it wasn't lotion to use in winter to keep warm, but Arthur joked that it could be, and got smacked promptly and Molly scooted away, shooting looks at her husband…how her daughter turned out that way, buying Harry and Draco costumes as if they were muggle children going out for trick or treat, and they'd freeze to death on Halloween in those costumes, one was a nurse, that she was sure Madame Pomphrey never would have worn, a French maid that was small enough to be worn by a house elf, and a devil one with horns and tail complete? She pulled Ginny over and started berating her. Draco felt bad, and so told Mrs. Weasley that he fancied himself an actor, and the costumes were to help him out with jobs. Everyone was still laughing but Mad-Eye smirked at that remark, and said "Yep boy, I believe it will." Draco just scowled.

Charlie was next, and Draco was a little nervous, he never told Harry that he had slept with Charlie before, but that was while Charlie was teaching at the school to help Hagrid out with Care of Magical Creatures, and he didn't know if he had told any of his relatives either…Yep Draco was very nervous. Though Charlie got up and walked over and patted Draco's back and whispered "Congratulations, I see you've finally found the 'One'" and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. Draco flushed, but it was obvious that no one else found it particular, except Moody who flipped open a notebook at that moment and wrote something down…honestly why did that man have to be here? At his house? They opened their gift and it was a lovely blue silk bedding set that he said was for Good luck in a new marriage, and that you shouldn't sleep on the same sheets you had before, something about bad Karma. Moody again muttered something under his breath and jotted down something in that little book of his. Bill and Fleur were next and they sent their son, Philip, over with the gift that looked like it was about to fall. Harry quickly reached out and took the gift and let Philip help open it. It was a very nice bottle of wine that Fleur assured them came from only the best winery in all of France. Draco stood up and stretched, he was glad that was all they would have to open for now, but then Moody came over and handed Harry a present wrapped in red with a gold bow on it.

Harry looked as startled as Draco did, but then Draco's stomach decided that it was going to fall through the floor and take Draco with it. Draco sat back down apprehension written all over his face. He hadn't lied, he had told Harry that he had slept with half of the school, but saying that and actually listing off names of people and teachers they had had together in school, that they had seen this week, and knowing that Harry fucked them all is a completely different beast. He didn't know what to do. Harry thanked his teacher without even knowing what he was opening. Draco's hand started to shake as Harry pulled the gift out. It was a photo album…'Thank God' Draco thought. He smiled and thanked the man. Harry smiled and opened the book and began to look through it. They were pictures of Draco and Harry while they were at school. The first one was Harry as he was announced as the 4th Tri-Wizard Tournament Contestant, then next was one of Draco bouncing into a ferret with Harry standing there, there were a few uneasy laughs, and the feeling of unease returned to Draco's stomach, Harry looked on in sheer curiosity. Pictures of Harry dancing with Cho Chang, Ron scowled as you could see Hermione and Viktor Krum in the background. They all laughed, except Draco he knew where this was going. He and Pansy dancing were next, Ginny and Harry kissing in Gryffindor tower…Draco knew about it, but preferred not to think of it, and smiled again. Pictures of Harry dancing with Cho Chang, Ron scowled as you could see Hermione and Viktor Krum in the background. They all laughed, except Draco he knew where this was going. He and Pansy dancing were next, Ginny and Harry kissing in Gryffindor tower…Draco knew about it, but preferred not to think of it, and smiled again. Draco pushing Blaise up against the wall in 5th year, it looked like he was beating him up, but in fact he had just finished snogging him, he wanted to know where these pictures were from, and now…Charlie looked a little uneasy as well. Molly enjoying the nice 'polite' present regained some of her speech.

"Where on earth did you manage to find these? It must have taken a very long time!" Moody just smiled as he answered…"Can't reveal my secrets there now, can I?" 'Of course avoid the question you old buffoon?' thought Draco. Moody looked positively enthralled that Draco was sweating this out.

"Look Draco, another one of you," Harry pointed out…it was him sneaking into Moaning Myrtles bathroom…he remembered that day, and apparently so did Harry because as the picture moved Harry came out of the corner and went in, they both knew what came next and hurriedly flipped the page. It was like standing in front of a horrible wreck, you want to turn away, but you can't and the image is forever burned into your memory. The next page was Draco kissing Penelope Clearwater, hands roaming, and Harry laughed as did Ron and Fred and George…"Now we know why Penelope left Percy…she was getting it somewhere else!" Draco had the good sense to blush and try to turn to the next page; it was Harry and Ginny holding hands walking through the grounds at Hogwarts. Harry glanced up at Ginny briefly and smiled, she blushed then as well, and they turned the page again. Draco had Zacharias up against the wall with no pants on…flipped the page again and it was Harry and Ginny smiling at each other in the great hall…flip the page again and Draco again had someone against the wall, this time Cormac MacLaggen…gasps throughout the room made them flip another page…Draco getting head from Cedric Diggory, wearing a Potter stinks badge…flip the page again…Draco bending over with no pants on in front of Urquhart in the Slytherin Locker rooms…flip the page again Harry Potter sitting on his broom casting a Patronus and Draco falling from Goyle's shoulders…flip it again and Draco was fucking the shit out of Blaise Zabini who still had a death eater mask in his hand…next page was Harry staring at a dead Headmaster below the towers from which he fell…next page was Draco Malfoy running out of the school, in front of Snape…next page Harry the day he defeated Voldemort, being carried into the infirmary by Remus Lupin who died later that same day…next page…Malfoy with Marcus Flint in the dungeons…next page…Harry with Hermione and Ron at the feast, end of first year…next page Draco fucking Oliver Wood wearing Bulgarian colors after the Quidditch World Cup…next page was Harry and Ron on the platform before Harry and Draco's Wedding with Ron pinning on Harry's boutonniere…next page was Charlie Weasley? They all looked confused until they saw the blonde head bobbing up and down over Charlie's bare shoulders…Harry looked up and saw it in both of their eyes then slammed the damn thing shut. He stood up and whirled around pulling his wand out aimed at Alastor Moody…

"What was the meaning of this?"

"Purely educational purposes I assure you…I had wanted to give it to you on your wedding day, but your 'husband'" he spat the word at Draco, "Hovered close that day, and I didn't get the chance. I wanted you to know what you were doing. I wanted to make sure that that filth didn't lie to you, that he told you everything he had done. I am sure there is more, but I couldn't find any pictures of them. I am only sorry that I couldn't have prevented you from marrying these dirty leftovers sooner."

"He is no one's left overs! He is my husband! Of course he told me that he slept around a lot, did I ask them to name them?" he looked at Draco…" No I didn't, because I trust him. I love him. I love him for who he was, who he is now, and who he will be in a hundred years! I am so sick of everyone trying to tell me what to do…The famous Harry Potter, shouldn't marry….the Boy Who Lived shouldn't become an auror…You know what! I am an adult! I will bloody well sleep with who I want to sleep with! And I will marry who I want to marry! And you know what? I already did! And I loved fucking him all week in your house! You know that! I loved it! So get the hell out of here, and leave us the hell alone!"

Alastor dropped his wand…" I only wanted to protect you from this death eater filth, but since you have a death wish Mr. Potter, I will do so no more! Good Day!" and with that he apparated away. Harry looked back down at Draco, but Draco had got up to run out of the room…he had tears streaming down his face. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley decided it was best if they left, and got up to leave giving Charlie looks that said they would deal with him later. Harry decided he best walk them out. Bill and Fleur also decided to leave, giving Charlie looks as well. Charlie sat there defeated …he knew he would have to face up to this one day, and it looked like today. None of the other Weasley's moved to leave. Harry walked back into the room. His face red, his eyes blood shot. Hermione handed Genny over to Ron and she stood up looking first at Charlie and then at Harry.

"Well? Aren't you going to go see if Draco's okay?"

"I really don't care right now Hermione, Charlie when did this happen?"

He was looking intently at Harry…God he was like his little brother; never in a million years did he think he would end up with Malfoy.

"7th year when I was helping Hagrid with Care of Magical Creatures…I'm sorry Harry I never thought that…"

"Never mind that it's obvious you weren't thinking you slept with a student? What were you thinking? No wonder you didn't come back, Dumbledore probably found out and needed to get rid of you…are you aware what could have"

"Hermione stop it! I don't care that he was a teacher…I need to talk to Charlie…Alone…Can you guys please leave?" Hermione leaned over to whisper something to Ron; he stood, and grabbed Ginny and asked her to help him with Genny. Then they flooed away. Hermione rounded on them.

"Do you think that by asking for details this will get any easier? Remember what Ron was like when he found out that I kissed Viktor? He went and made out with Lavender for half of the year! He was perfectly content not knowing, I advise you Harry to think through this before you make that decision. With that she apparated home. Fred and George were still sitting on the couch. Harry looked at them pointedly.

"If you think we're leaving without the details you've gone nutters mate! "

"That's right," George agreed, "Fred there tried to get into Draco's pants for years. We want to hear how it happened."

"Oi there George I did not! It was you that fancied him?"

"Was not it was you that followed him around with those view scopes and tried to"

"Alright you two! Just sit down and shut-up. I want to hear the whole story…" Harry started but was interrupted by Draco.

"Then you ought to hear it from me, Harry." Draco walked over and sat down.

"Where do you want me to start?"

"With Charlie, 7th year…"

"Okay then, I told you that I've always kind of known that I loved you. Well it hurt knowing that I had feelings for you, when all you could spare me was hatred. After 6th year, and you clearing my name and all, I was convinced that just maybe you could reciprocate my feelings. That shattered when I saw you hanging around with Ginny all the time, and then one time I followed you outside to ask you why you had cleared my name, and you walked right up to Ginny and kissed her. I was so mad. I couldn't get you out of my mind. You were there constantly kissing me then Ginny, and you would always leave me. I couldn't take it. I was already fucking around with the idea that maybe I could find somebody to return my feelings; maybe I could fuck someone enough to get you out of my head. Charlie was just there. On my way back up the hill I saw him tending to something in a fence at Hagrid's. He didn't have his shirt on, and was looking so hot. I remembered Ron saying something about his gay brother working here, and it clicked. I guess I thought that I would be closer to you through fucking him… I know it doesn't make sense but little in my life does. Anyways, I started flirting around with him, and at first he blew me off, but I was persistent, and when I found out that he slept in the stables at night…my plan was set. I snuck out of the castle and waited until he got ready for his shower…I took my own clothes off and joined him. He was startled at first, but he came around, and it wasn't long until we were meeting every night. But it didn't work…I still thought about you all the time. I finally told him the truth, and he told me that my plan was flawed…Harry he told me that you had a thing for me too…but just didn't know if you could trust me, or didn't want to give me ammo or something…so that is when I planned my big Kiss you and leave you plan that worked out so well. I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this sooner. I guess I'll go get my bag."

Harry was still staring into space. Charlie nudged him and nodded his head. He then pointed toward the bedroom, the stood up and grabbed the twins, and apparated away. Harry walked into their bedroom and saw Draco sitting there crying. He walked up and hugged Draco and began rubbing circles on his back.

"It's okay Draco…its okay. "

"But?"

"Draco listen to me…I told you that I loved you, no matter what happened in the past right? This just took me a little off guard, that's all. Then for Moody to do this…well, that was even worse, but I will deal with him later."

"No, I deserve this, I should have told you everything from the beginning, that I am just leftovers. How could you love me Harry?" Draco turned to walk out the door.

"No! Wait! I said I'm sorry! I didn't mean to fly off the handle like that. I love you! You know that! I don't care about anything else right now! Just you and me." Harry reached out and brought Draco in towards him and gave him a crushing kiss. As they made love that night, Draco laid and admired his husband. How can he love me, knowing what he knows…I'll never know, but I will always love you Harry James Potter. He kissed his forehead and fell to sleep. Harry blinked back the tears in his eyes, and renewed his vow to make Draco happy.