No Room for Doubt Chapter 8: Malfoy Buisness, a harry potter fanfic

Chapter Eight

Malfoy Business

The song is rearranged but basically it is Push by Sarah McLachlan.

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Dear Mr. Draconious Lucius Malfoy,

The Ministry is pleased to inform you that after going over all your families' business deals and reviewing your inheritance, we have concluded that none of the Malfoy holdings are in anyway illegal or tied with questionable practices. The ministry requests a meeting at the Malfoy Manor at the end of this week, Friday at nine o'clock in the morning. At this time the ministry will sign over all your holdings to you, the acknowledged heir to the Malfoy family. Kindly send word of your acquiescence.

Yours Truly,

Shawna Merry-weather

Office of Finance

Ministry of Magic

Draco read over the letter he had received at breakfast and then showed it to Harry. Harry skimmed over it and then looked up at Draco with a questioning look.

"They had to make sure that I wouldn't follow in my father's footsteps. You know, funding certain things and what not." Draco shrugged it off.

"So, this means you're going to the Manor this weekend?" Harry looked back at the letter.

"Yes. You can come to if you want to." Draco stared at his food and Harry realized that Draco probably didn't want to go back to the manor after, well, after all the stuff that had happened there.

"I'd love to come with you. How long will we be?"

"We'll floo over on Friday morning and then come back sometime Saturday."

"Ok. So, how about a game of Qudditch after breakfast?" Like Harry hoped, Draco's mood perked up and he smirked up at the brunette.

"Are you ready to loose?"

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"Please sign here Mr. Malfoy." The ministry official handed Draco the quill and he signed the piece of parchment. It glowed for a few seconds and then rolled it's self up.

"Thank you for your time Mr. Malfoy. You are now in charge of the Malfoy possessions." The ministry official walked to the fire place and said her goodbyes before flooing out.

"You can come in now Harry, she left." Draco went to stand in front of what used to be his father's desk. Harry walked into the study and saw Draco staring at the chair across the desk. Harry noticed that Draco was shaking a little, but before he could ask him what was wrong Draco walked around the desk and sat in the chair. Harry waited as Draco took a deep breath and then Harry started talking to distract Draco from whatever was on his mind.

"Can you imagine the look on her face if she had seen me with you? Complete shock." Harry laughed. "When we are ready to go public it is going to be one hell of a story."

Draco chuckled too as he got out parchment to start writing letters.

"What're you doing?" Harry asked.

"I have to write to some people about selling the property in France because I don't want it, and then I'm writing to my accountant at Gringotts. He is very trustworthy and very secretive and he is going to tell me how much our fortunes are worth put together." Draco looked up at Harry from writing the first letter.

Harry shrugged, "You have more then me but I do have my parents' bank accounts and Sirius bank account, so that is the Potter and Black family fortune. I also have the land that Godric's Hollow used to sit on and number 12 Grimmald Place."

Harry looked up to see Draco staring at him, "what?"

"You own the Black Family Fortune? That's my mother's family."

"I know, she is on the family tree in the drawing room. Sirius Black was my God-father. He was the last male Black and an Order member, so he made it so that instead of Bellatrix or your mother inheriting, I would."

"Oh, well, we are even better off then I thought. We will never have to work if you don't want to, but I suppose it's up to you." Draco looked at Harry and then went back to writing his letters and Harry walked around the room looking at books and objects.

When Draco was done the boys spent the rest of the day touring the house and talking. They had a lovely supper in the garden and then went to bed.

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Draco was in his father's study. He wasn't sure what he was doing there but he could feel that something wasn't right. After looking around the room for abnormalities he went over to the desk where he knew his mother was sitting in the chair that had been turned around to face the wall. His mother turned the chair around and Draco saw the potions vial in her hand. In that moment he knew what was going to happen and he screamed at her, "No, Mother, please don't! Mother! No!"

Draco was rooted to the carpet by some invisible force and no matter how bad he wanted to move he could only watch as she lifted to the vial to her lips and drank. He sank to the floor in front of the desk crying. Then someone started to shake him and he could hear his father's voice saying, "Malfoy's don't cry!" and then Harry was shaking him awake.

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Harry woke up in the middle of the night to Draco's terrified screams. Harry sat up and looked over to see Draco thrashing in his sleep and screaming.

"Mother! Please, no, mother!" Harry just stared at him for a minute not fully awake yet and then he began shaking Draco by the shoulders. Draco bolted up into a sitting position gasping for breath and Harry slowly pushed him back down.

Harry twisted onto his side as Draco relaxed back into the mattress still whimpering and Harry began rubbing circles on Draco's lower stomach to calm him. After a while Draco took a deep breath.

"I think being back in the manor brought on the nightmare; I hadn't had one since I started sleeping with you, but the house… It's hard to sleep in the place where I slept as a child, fearing my father and his commands and punishments. Being back in the house where I nearly died after refusing the dark mark. The same house where I watched my mother calmly tell me what I was to do and then take a potion and die minutes later in my arms… I just… it hurts so much."

"You aren't alone Draco, I'm here now and I'm going to try and help you through all the times when you should have been loved and the ones that did love you should have protected you. What happened to you growing up was awful, but I'm going to love you now and I'll help you get through it." Harry's heart was breaking. The Durslys had abused him, but he could see some of the images in Draco's head and it was sickening the way his father had crucio'ed him for disobedience and how his mother, even in her love for him, could not be strong and had killed herself in front of him. It was horrible.

Harry noticed that Draco wouldn't cry tonight. He would whimper and shake, but he wouldn't cry. He had cried a few nights ago, but Harry figured it had something to do with the house. Harry continued to rub Draco's tummy and it seemed to be helping with the confusion and pain and anxiety. Harry decided to speak again.

"I was abused too. I know you think that when I wasn't at school I was whisked away to some palace to be waited on as the Boy-who-Lived, but the truth is that I went back to live with an Aunt and Uncle who were muggle and afraid of all things magic. They starved me and made me do chores and sometimes beat me when I didn't do something right." Harry sighed as he felt Draco's realization of how wrong he had been about who Harry was.

"I'm so sorry, I just assumed, and I was… jealous. I guess we both had it hard?" Draco stopped shaking and sighed. Harry nodded.

"Yes. But, now we are going to get past that together."

Harry had continued to rub circles on Draco's stomach and now he noticed Draco arching up ever so slightly. Harry started to think more about his motions and changed them from comforting to slightly sexual. He dipped his hand below Draco's boxer line and then back up again and around to his sides. Draco whimpered in a good way and moved his hips up again.

Draco was really starting to get annoyed at Harry's sudden expertise. The bond wasn't helping by intensifying every touch. It was getting to the point that every time Harry touched Draco he would start thinking he was ready to bond. Draco knew he wasn't quite ready to bond, and he knew that even the bond knew he wasn't ready to bond, but it was pushing for it at the same time. Draco wasn't ready to bond, but he was ready for more than kissing.

Harry, I'm not ready to bond.

I know, I'm sorry… I just… you know. Harry had stilled his hand motions.

But, I am ready to do a little more than kiss. Can you handle not going all the way? Will it bother you if we don't actually have sex?

I think I can handle it.

Harry leaned down and kissed Draco, their mouths sliding over one another's; heat meeting heat. Harry flicked his tongue into Draco's mouth and back out, Draco's tongue following Harry's own.

Harry and Draco shifted their bodies so they were facing and Harry started to nibble and suck his way down Draco's neck and shoulders, while Draco explored Harry's chest with his hand. He heard Harry hiss when he tweaked a nipple and then he sucked in breath when Harry retaliated by biting down on Draco's neck, but not hard enough to break the skin.

Draco felt their erections meet through the thin material of their boxers and then he didn't feel the boxers at all. Shocked, he met Harry's eyes and Harry winked at him. How had he spelled the boxer's off? Harry turned their bodies so that he was on top of Draco and he started licking his way down Draco's stomach. Harry kept eye contact the whole time and it became a game to see who would look away or close their eyes first. After a few minutes Harry blinked and then looked back at Draco.

Harry looked into Draco's eyes and Draco knew what Harry wanted him to do without Harry having to say it. It was weird, like he felt what Harry's wishes were. He slid his body up into a sitting position with his back resting against the head board. Harry then straddled his hips and while he was still adjusting himself Draco attacked his neck again. Harry moaned and threw his head back even more. Draco bit on Harry's neck a little harder than he meant to, but Harry just dug his nails into Draco's thighs.

Then, Harry pulled away to take Draco's lips in a fierce kiss. Draco was so caught up in the kiss that he wasn't ready for Harry's hand encircling his dick and if Harry hadn't been sitting on top of him Draco would have shoot off of the bed. He gasped Harry's name into the kiss and then Harry broke the kiss and moved down to Draco's neck.

Harry was having a hard time not flipping Draco over and sealing the bond right then. Draco felt so delicious in his hand and Harry was being driven crazy but the little noises Draco was making in the back of his throat. Harry had to distract himself, he needed blood. Harry moved down Draco's neck and without any pause sunk his fangs deep into Draco's neck.

Draco screamed from the pain and arched his body up, but Harry's body had him pinned. Before Draco could deal with the pain properly, however, it faded into pleasure and Harry started making little sucking noises in time to the rhythm that his hand was still making between them. Draco felt his head tilt to the side even more and his body relax.

Draco felt like he was swimming. All he could do was feel the sensations that his lover was creating. Draco had his hands griping the junction between Harry's thighs and stomach. Harry pumping him with his hand and drinking from his neck was one of the best things that Draco had ever experienced.

"Harry… I'm going to… Harry…"

"I know…just a little longer, love…"

It didn't take long for the heat pooling in Draco's gut to explode and he climaxed into Harry's hand. Harry followed soon after without any stimulation but Draco's screams and then Harry closed the wound on Draco's neck and they collapsed against one another. Worn out, but very pleased.

Harry murmured a cleaning spell and then pulled Draco down into a laying down position and then he kissed Draco's neck where he had bitten him.

"Sorry, if I hurt you, I didn't prepare you like I have the other times."

"It's ok. I'm fine." Both boys were still breathing hard and Draco turned to circle his arms around Harry. He wanted to hold him for a change. Harry didn't seem to mind as he adjusted himself into Draco's body and sighed.

"That was amazing." Harry laughed at Draco's comment.

"I love you." Harry turned in Draco's arms and looked into Draco's eyes. He knew that the look that Draco was sending him back was love now; Draco was starting to love him, trust him, but Draco didn't understand his own feelings and that was ok, Harry was here to help.

"I know you love me, and I hope that soon I can tell you the same thing." Draco sighed and brushed a lock of hair out of Harry's eyes. Harry smiled and turned around in Draco's arms and they soon feel fast asleep.

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Draco woke the next morning with fingers through his hair and a low, pleasant voice singing. Draco soon realized that Harry was singing and he kept his eyes closed and listened to the song. Draco didn't recognize the song, but he liked Harry's voice and the song it's self seemed to have meaning…

Every time I look at you the world just melts away
All my troubles all my fears dissolve in your affections
You've seen me at my weakest but you take me as I am
And when I fall you offer me a softer place to land

You stay the course you hold the line you keep it all together
You're the one true thing I know I can believe in
You're all the things that I desire you save me you complete me
You're the one true thing I know I can believe

I get mad so easy but you give me room to breathe
No matter what I say or do 'cause you're too good to fight about it
Even when I have to push just to see how far you'll go
You wont stoop down to battle but you never turn to go

There are times I can't decide when I can't tell up from down
You make me feel less crazy when otherwise I'd drown
But you pick me up & brush me off and tell me I'm OK
sometimes that's just what we need to get us through the day

When the song ended Draco opened his eyes and looked into green eyes filled with emotion. He smiled and leaned over and kissed Harry on the lips. The kiss deepened and Harry moaned when Draco filled Harry's mouth with his tongue. Draco rolled over on top of Harry and threaded his fingers through Harry's to pin the body beneath him to the bed. When they broke apart Draco smiled, "That was beautiful."

"The kiss or the song?" Harry smirked up at him.

"Both."

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This is starting to turn into a mushy fic, but, alas, I cannot help it and all I can do is write it out. The next chapter will have some action… wink. I promise that the next chapter with a Draco with "fire". I know I haven't been updating, but, well after the next chapter I kind of lost my muse… I don't know where this story is going, so it may take a while… sorry… runs and hides…