Disclaimer: see first chapter lazy.

A/N You are all allowed to bash me over the head. Yes I took forever to update this, no I don't have much of a reason other then some stuff has been going on but I've been hit on the forehead with a happybutton and the muse came back. So without further ado, I warn you about Avy for this chapter so read at your own risk.

Heartbrokenalloveragain Yes I take forever I'm sorry about that x.x I'll try to get better at it! fudgebaby we shall see what happens with Harry's career, we shall see -all knowing look-Sad Statue of Liberty Last chapter was a filler, I had toruble with my muse over the summer x.x this chapter ain't no filler though mwhaha jadelouise I wasn't sure on when to get Avy to be mean to Draco alas, I have figured it out. bena24 lol alone? well might be awhile till Draco and Harry get 'alone time' again DemonRogue Hehe thankies :) Ann Hardy Thank you very much for that review, I'm glad you think AVy is real because I have a hard time with writing her at moments.

Now onto the story!

The Potter fridge had been empty for a maximum time of one hour in all of Avy's life time because her father always needed to have his energy up, or so her nannies and her father's girlfriends had always told her. Avy didn't believe a damn word of it but always was thankful there was food for her to eat.

Unfortunately her father seemed to have forgotten there was such a thing as food because he spent so much time worrying over what would come in the mail, what would be said to him if he were to take one teensy step outside, and the fridge which had once been so abundant with food was a waste land of metal racks.

A grumpy, hungry Avy was not a happy Avy in anyway. But when irritated she could be worse then a mad crocodile, and her father had done something that irritated her beyond reason. He'd refused to get food because of his fear of getting singled out right at this moment for being gay, bisexual, whatever!

"DAAAAAD." Avy screamed for the fifth time that day, knowing she would wear down his nerves eventually.

"WHAT!" her father screamed back, sounding like a wild boar. Avy would have burst out laughing if she had not been so hungry and annoyed. She eyed her father with her azure eyes and pointedly frowned at him.

"The fridge needs food, are you just going to sit around here and not bother getting it?" Avy asked him, feeling her stomach rumble and gurgle around. It wasn't loud enough to hear but she wished it was, it might have knocked some sense into Harry.

"Avy, you're thirteen, why don't you go and get the groceries for us?" Harry asked, holding up a paper and skimming over it quickly. Avy glared at her father, feeling upset at having to go on her own to get food.

"Alone!" she asked, feeling even more annoyed at the thought of it.

"Is it a problem? I'll give you some money." Harry said, going towards the counter and picking up a muggle made wallet. Handing it over to Avy, she took it and glared at the black leather.

"I don't want to go on my own, Harry." Avy whined, stomping over to the door and putting her shoes on angrily.

"You'll be fine." Harry told her, walking back to his room and closing the door. Avy opened the front door and slammed the door shut hoping that what she heard crash was a few shingles falling to the ground from the house.

"Stupid idiot, fucking afraid that some reporter will come and jump out asking him about all that stuff written in the article, prick, just get over it!" she ranted, stomping on the pavement of the sidewalk, walking closer to the local grocery store. She wasn't going to get much because she couldn't carry it all or levitate it out easily without anyone noticing.

But she was planning on getting enough to feed their bellies for a few days, and then she was shoving her father out of the house and making him buy them more provisions for his next hide away.

Harry was busy looking over a few more of the twins' new products for testing, having had Ron talk to them about a job he could do that would get reasonable money without having too much contact with anyone until things blew over, when he heard something, or someone, manage to break through the barrier he'd put on their floo network.

No one's but Ron and Hermione's fireplace would allow one passage to his house through the floo network. This was the exact reason he was currently clutching his wand to his chest, expecting the worst of a crazed fan who'd been sending him mail non stop since Magda's letter about a threesome between him and Draco and her. It was disturbing to say the least.

But the person it turned out to be was a disgruntled Draco Malfoy who had a smudge of soot on his nose and ashes all over his dark robes. "Potter, I understand how important Ron and Hermione are to you, but if you keep on ignoring me…" he was saying, but Harry just raised a hand up to shut him up.

"Draco, I'm not ready for this." Harry said, not knowing that what he said sounded worse then he meant it.

"I thought you said you were ready. Oh, so I'm being dumped again?" Draco asked and Harry wanted to hit the man, he hadn't meant it like that, he really hadn't.

"No, Draco! I'm not ready for the whole damn publicity! I'm getting hate mail, fan mail; I think we both have a fucking stalker now!" Harry snapped out, looking slightly frightened as he said the last line.

Draco looked taken aback, his grey eyes widening in a way that Avy's had when she was younger and had learned something she found interesting. "I… didn't know, Harry." Draco replied, looking a little less defensive.

"It might have been easy for you to have come out but I can't deal with this! I'm going insane with all the mail and stuff; I made Avy go out to get some groceries because if I go out there I think someone's going to try to kill me." Harry told him, sounding a little like a child but with a reasonable fright.

"It wasn't easy." Draco stated simply, looking at Harry meaningfully.

"What?" Harry said, taken aback.

"It wasn't easy for me to come out. I didn't have anyone but Hermione supporting my decision. Ron was still weird around me for a while after it happened. I had to deal with a bunch of pricks and blackmail the minister of my department to get some people giving me a hard time fired. I lost a lot of friends, not all, but a lot." Draco told him and Harry realized how lucky he was, none of his friends had said anything bad to him yet.

It had all been strangers. "I also lost my boyfriend at the time because he didn't want to come out. I had to deal with all of that in one year; it took that long to get better." Draco finished off.

Harry had listened to most of it, but he only picked up strongly on one point. "You had a boyfriend?" Harry asked, wishing right after he'd asked the question he'd kept his trap shut. Of course Draco had dated someone!

"Yes Harry, I've been interested in someone else who was not you. Of course I had to be, seeing as you always had a girlfriend of the year being waved in my face in one newspaper or another." Draco said, laughing lightly at Harry's assumption.

"Yeah, yeah." Harry pushed away. He didn't want to talk about the people he had dated; he really wasn't in the mood for that right now. "You have some soot on your nose, Draco."

Draco moved his hand up to his face, rubbing on his nose and taking it away to look at it. He hadn't even gotten it cleaned off at all. Harry sighed and walked over to Draco, rubbing off the soot. "Ow, Harry! Not so hard, I'm delicate." Draco said vainly.

"Draco shut u-" Harry was about to say but he decided he wanted to kiss Draco's inviting lips instead. Draco wrapped his hands around Harry's neck tightly but before the kiss could get anywhere the front door open and Avy screamed into the house.

"HARRY I'M BACK, now make me food before I murder someo-oh-on-one." Harry heard his daughter come stomping into the living room and her steps faded as she said the last word shakily.

'Oh shit, how much time passed?' Harry thought and glanced over at the clock, forty five minutes, god how time flew by! But now he was in an awkward position with a man, not a woman, wrapped around his neck.

All he had to do was wait for the volcano to erupt.

Avy had stormed through the front door, happy she had actually gotten everything they would need. The cashier had taken forever to get her stuff through, but she'd had enough money form Harry's wallet to be able to pay for it all. The walk home had not been an easy one, seeing as she had taken five bags with her on the long walk back home.

As soon as she got in she'd yelled at her father and, with the bags in tow, went into the living room to see if he was in there. She had been ready to reap the rewards of her trip by forcing her father to make dinner, that being the one thing on her mind as her stomach growled with hunger.

What she had come home to was a sight she had known well, only this time a blonde male friend was attached to her father's neck. It made her blood boil not only because her father was busy getting it on with someone while she was getting food, but because he was attached to another person.

Avy stood there steaming as Malfoy took his hands off of her father's neck and her father turned a nice shade of rouge.

"So Dad, is this the reason you wanted me out of the house?" Avy asked, putting on a terribly fake, sweet voice. Her mouth turned up to a vicious smile, and she resembled a snake in many ways.

"Uh, no, actually.." Harry stuttered, his rougeness getting redder by the second. The man shifted uncomfortably around her, and her resolve to be nice, as to not get sent to Ivy, dissipated in ten seconds flat.

"Say no more, say no more. So you're the next one in line?" Avy said to the man, who only looked affronted by her tone and attitude towards him. Well he hadn't been the first!

"Now Avy…" Harry tried to intervene, but instead Avy just smiled and walked closer to Malfoy, looking him up top to bottom.

"Well you are my father's type after all. Blonde, fashionable, a regular bombshell I'm sure, well of a different gender sure… but my father doesn't care much about that these days, does he?" Avy knew what she was saying would get her in so much trouble, but it felt gooood.

She had spent forty five minutes sweating, hungry, and annoyed. Forced to spend time with people she didn't want to be around right at this moment and what was her father doing? Instead of helping her he was busy making out with someone! It didn't matter if it was a guy or a girl, he was still doing it!

"AVY POTTER!" Harry yelled at her, his emerald eyes flaring at her cool azure eyes. Malfoy was looking about just as upset, and even when Harry was about to yell some more at her, Malfoy said something.

"I don't know much about who you're father dates, Avy." Draco responded, and Harry looked like he was about to warn him about something. Avy could have told him it was a bad idea to even try with her, but he hadn't been smart enough to learn that.

"Oh but I'm sure you do, seeing as you were just sucking his face off a minute ago. Tell me, how long do you think you'll last with Harry here? He likes to replace people a lot you see, who do you think will be next? I'm sure many men would just love to be able to have him. Got to keep your eye out for my father, you know, he's one catch to hold on to!" Avy said in a mock happy voice, knowing how mean she was being, and not caring at all.

Malfoy's grey eyes narrowed at the girl, and if she wasn't Harry's daughter Avy was sure she would have been hexed really badly just now. While Malfoy stood and fumed her father was ready with a punishment, one he'd never dealt to her before.

"Avy, I never want to hear those words out of your mouth again-" he was saying, and instead of sticking her foot in her mouth, Avy opened it wider.

"Oh, but I can reword it and say it differently?"

"NO! Just go to your room and I'll deal with you later!" Harry growled, his face turning red. But Avy didn't feel like going anywhere. Harry wouldn't hurt her so she could push it for a bit more.

"I'm still hungry."

"AVY!" He screeched, and echo of her name resounded across the house because it was so loud. Avy knew she was in a lot of trouble so she finally ran back to the front door, grabbed a pop bottle, and shot out the door in a matter of seconds that could have rivaled her father once when he was chased around by Dudley's gang long ago.

Avy ran down her street and once she got a fair distance from her house she opened the pop bottle, let the fizz blow up over her fingers and turn to sticky carbonated drink on her smooth skin. She liked it off her hands and the bottle before taking a swig, walking down the road with no aim of where she was going.

Harry was outraged that his daughter had said half that stuff to Draco, he knew it would have happened either way but she really pushed the line this time. Draco was standing there after Avy had stormed out of the house and looking somewhat perplexed.

"Draco, I'm so sorry she said half that stuff." Harry apologized quickly, his underlying anger fleeting with the minutes as concern started to set into his mind.

"Harry, it was all directed at you." Draco said, looking at Harry with his grey eyes. Harry frowned and while remembering half of the things Avy had spewed out he realized it really was mostly directed at him. So what the hell could he do about that?

"I know, but still. She's rude to everyone…"

"I already knew that, Harry, I saw how she treated… that woman at Ron and Hermione's luncheon." Draco said, and Harry caught the hesitation Draco had to say Cecelia's name.

Harry was doubtful that Avy hadn't struck a cord with Draco, though, because he had looked furious, about as furious as he had been when Avy started insulting him. "Draco, you know those things Avy said aren't true… about me." Harry said, wondering if they really were or not.

But then again he guessed that's how it seemed to many people. But for him it had been that no one had clicked with him, honestly. And that made him wonder if he 'clicked' with Draco because they were trying something that had ended fourteen years ago. But he guessed it never really had ended, had it?

"I don't like to replace—" Harry was starting to explain when Draco had just remained silent after the first comment.

"What you did to that Cecelia woman seemed like replacement to me." Draco said, looking upset and downcast as he said that.

"It wasn't meant to be. I liked her, but I never loved her." Harry said, knowing that the truth wasn't a nice thing to say but what else was he supposed to say?

"Oh." Draco said simply and Harry didn't know what else to say.

"Draco, I'm not going to replace you." Harry said, thinking 'I can't replace you… I knew that before all of this started happening.'

Draco looked up at him, walked closer to him and whispered in his ear, as if they were about to be seen again. "I'm going to hold you to that, Potter."

"Stop calling me Potter!" Harry said, looking through the side of his eye at Draco's close, paler face. Draco was very close to him, and like always, a close Draco was a Draco Harry felt like kissing at times.

But this was not the time, Avy had stormed out on him again and he had to go find his daughter, Merlin knew where she would get off too.

"Fine, Harry." Draco said, pulling away from him. Harry felt his presence retreat with regret, but knew it was for the best, for now. First Avy, then Draco. That's how it had to be.

"Draco, can we get together later?" Harry asked, knowing he had to go and look for Avy soon before something happened to her; it had already been ten minutes since she ran out of the house in a storm.

"Yes, I'll owl you—" Draco said but by the look Harry gave him made it known that it was a bad idea. And it was, because Harry had taken to burning any letters he was receiving lately. "I'll floo from Hermione's later on."

Harry smiled and nodded, but didn't let Draco get away without a small kiss. Once Draco was gone and away to his mansion, Harry ignored how sooty the floor still was and went straight for his shoes by the front door.

Avy would have a lot of explaining to do, and this time she was getting punished.

Review! Since the muse is going I can use the threat I won't post seeing as I have more of this story written.. shoot I said that! >. Well yes Review, tell me what you thought of it as always!