With one careless look back at Draco; Harry made his way tentatively towards his kitchen. The sleeping angel, donning Harry's bed smiled sweetly, even though the warmth and comfort had left him.

Harry stopped off at his study on his way to his solitary breakfast, and took a glance at the post that had been left for him. Most of it was the usual, 'Mortgage review', 'Gringotts bank balance' and 'Letters from his five year old son.'

XxXx

Draco felt the loss of a body next to him about an hour after he had been left alone. He felt like tepid water as he made his way from under the covers and towards his room to get ready for the day. Something about the jelly like feel within him caused his muscles to tighten fiercely, and in turn ache. Small pins and needles flew through his feet as they connected with the stairs towards his room.

It felt nice, to really not be living in his confines anymore. He was sure that, now, after he and Harry had 'happened' that his new life would begin and end, everyday within Harry's bed.

Draco took to dressing himself, after a warm shower that matched the feeling within him, and collectively gathered all of his possessions on his bed, ready to move them downstairs. The multicoloured bundle was a shock, mirroring how he had not really been able to live for months.

He sifted through his 'crap', trying to piece his life together. A pair of old quidditch gloves brought back the memory of when he watched Harry fall from the sky… countless times. And then there was the photo album Blaise and his mother had created as a present for his birthday, right before he nearly killed old Dumbledore. Contained within the pages of the book where photo's of the very rare times he spent, enjoying himself at school or when he and his friends went sailing down the lake by his house.

Draco casually put his book down, rendering himself to falling through memories he hadn't explored for what seemed like centuries, whilst he blocked out the truth about his past. He looked over a few more items before he came across a book/journal he hadn't remembered ever seeing.

The first page, crimpled and old, held writing that named the book the belongings of Harry James Potter, and interested in why he had it, he turned to the next page where a slip of paper fell forth, fluttering with air resistance to the ground.

Draco absently picked it up, not intending to look within it, but the pinkie staining on the paper made him revert his original actions, and he indeed opened the slip to reveal what he guessed, on first glance, was a birth certificate.

Given Name: James Harold Lovegood-Potter

Location of Birth: Centennial Hospital, Rome.

Born to the parents named: Harry James Potter and Luna Joy Lovegood

DOB: 4:37am on the 1st of May in the year 2000

Draco stilled. Harry Potter had a son.

XxXx

A little west of the capital, a small boy sat confined to his room whilst the over-bearing sun beamed down over his home. It didn't feel like home though, instead, it held an air of a half-way house that even the small Potter boy couldn't ignore. His feet dangled over the edge of the chair he was being forced to sit in, whilst his tiny tanned hand clutched a quill, which scribed the words he felt he should say to his absent father.

Honestly, he didn't feel he had a father, and under his false pseudonym of Jamie Legalst he taught himself to believe he had no one except the carers within this foster home, in the middle of hot and tiresome Italy.

Father,

I am writing to tell you that I'm still alive, still breathing and have become a child prodigy within our tiny town. That is because I am now brilliant at quidditch; just like you I am told.

Your son,

Jamie.

Such bold words for a small child, such a heart wrenching truth lay beneath the inky blue on the page. Such a false man gave life to this small, educated, smart child that lived in his own solitary world at the age of five.

XxXx

When Harry received the letter, he did what he always did; smiled, cried, felt guilt like no other he had felt before. It stunned him, how he had neglected poor little Jamie, but now he felt powerless to help the young child. It scared him beyond belief, that he could ruin this child's life more than he already had and he really didn't want to do that. Merlin knew that Harry worked his fair share and that his own child hood could be the breaking of Jamie Potter.

His stupid, ignorant fears had ruined his own life, and after the brief fling with Luna he had found out that not only had he brought life to this world, but he had also a choice to make. Sadly for the Lovegood family, Luna passed a little after giving birth to her first and last child. Once she died, Jamie fell into the care of fosterers within Italy who tried and tried to locate the father of the young boy.

Because of Harry's constant work load, they refused Harry rights and therefore Harry gave up trying, beginning to pile on work to avoid having to take care of Jamie. After all, he was afraid of becoming Vernon, or laying on his own troubles to a boy of such an age.

It scared Harry. It hurt, he couldn't see past what lay in front of him and felt there was no way out his predicament, except to financially help out the little boy best he could, and write on anniversaries just to let the little mite know he cared… just a little.

XxX

Draco couldn't believe his eyes, he had read every document within the book; the letters, the stories, seen the pictures. Piecing together the puzzle, the blonde came to the only conclusion he could; Harry was a pathetic man that did not deserve his time and effort.

Draco almost flew from his room and down the stairs, stumbling on a few as he warped down them, clothes flying behind where they were loose. He made his way, almost blind to his surroundings, towards Harry's study where he guessed and hoped the man would be.

Once fully inside the door he locked eyes on Harry, who looked shocked at the face of Draco who glared evilly as he moved over towards the desk.

Soon, Draco's fist collided like a pen to paper, with Harry's jaw. Draco stepped backwards, un-leaning himself across the desk. "You heartless bastard!" He shouted at the top of his lungs, chest heaving.

"What?" Harry asked, feeling extremely confused.

"How do expect anyone else to love you when you can't even love your own son?" Draco leered, his cheeks tinted red with anger.

"You read the book?" Harry asked, standing up fuming.

"Yes I read the fucking book!"

Harry ran a hand through his hair, cautiously moving around the desk. "What do you think you were doing going through my personal things?"

"I accidentally found it… what's so wrong about telling me the truth?"

Harry felt the loss of words over come him, and somewhere inside he felt the emotions waiting to burst. "I couldn't look after him!"

Draco had forgotten what he held in his hand, so when he remembered he flung it across the gap between him and Harry so it hit against Harry's head violently.

"You're a bastard Harry Potter. You're a cold, heartless bastard and this is where I take my leave…"

Draco took no time in exiting Harry's house, leaving behind every precious and should be forgotten item he had been scanning over. He felt no loss at the possessions, he knew gratefully there would be time to retrieve them when he brought little Jamie Potter back to his rightful family.

He made his way to his mother's, bringing about a plan to close the gap between them and try to make her understand his following actions. He felt it right to give her the peace of mind a mother should have over their son, and once he left the Malfoy Mansion, he made his way towards the town in which the brass beneath Harry lay, waiting to be polished.

Right, firstly I do not like this chapter one little bit, but after re-writing, re-drafting, and driving myself bloody mad, this was what came out best. Its short, I know, its disappointing, but luckily there will be a sequel which I promise will fill in a lot of gaps.

I hoped you all liked this story, I really hope you don't hate me because of the ending! But I promise, more HXD action in the second episode of our story.

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