Authors note: I hope all of you have been enjoying. So let's bring in some drama. Ron pledged to be there for Harry no matter what. Will he though?
"Honestly this is a terrible idea Harry. " Draco said sitting cross legged on his bed watching the raven haired man pulling jeans up over the curve of his ass buttoning them in the front. He could watch that all day. Harrys ass made his mouth water.
"Draco, they are my family. They keep asking about you. Besides, Ginny already knows and she says we should come. She said everyone will love you. Except Ron. He will be the hardest. But he swore he would be there even if I was going to be the next Voldemort. So this should be cake." Harry turned to look at his boyfriend. That wouldn't get old. Knowing that the beautiful man in front of him was his boyfriend. He wanted to show him off to the world. Two weeks of sneaking around behind his friends back and the press was enough.
"They aren't asking about me." Draco corrected. "They are asking about your new boyfriend. Once they figure out it's me, they will hex me into tomorrow. And to be perfectly honest, I would deserve it all after everything I did to them."
Harry moved to the bed and pulled the blond man to him. "Draco, we were children caught in the middle of adult games leading to a war. We had no place in it. You were as much a pawn as I was. We were both raised to fill a purpose. You grew up. You realized it was all bullshit. Because of you, we stood a chance at winning the war. You didn't give me up. You could have. And because of that we are both here today. So stop it. They will accept you because they love me." Harry cupped his face kissing him. "Now get dressed. Nothing fancy. You can borrow a Tshirt of mine." Harry offered before the blond could argue that he only had fancy clothing.
Draco pouted but not for long. Harry nipped at his lips a few times. "No more pouting. You know it turns me on."
Draco laughed sliding off the bed, "Harry, I am convinced that you are always turned on. Ever since I let you stay here while you look for a new flat, we have fucked on every surface in my house more than once." Draco rummaged through Harrys tees and picked out a grey and black one with a muggle band on it.
"Are you complaining? Because I seem to remember someone being very eager to also fuck in those places." Harry watched his partner dress in black jeans and the shirt. "Leave your hair down. It looks good like that. " he said when Draco went to tie it back out of his face.
"I never complain. I'm just stating facts." Draco turned and looked at Harry. "Okay, let's do this before I change my mind."
Harry pulled Draco into a final embrace, "its going to be fine."
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Draco stood at the front door with Harry as he knocked, taking it all in. The whole yard was contained chaos. Gardens of vegetables growing wild, flower beds over grown with wild beautiful flowers. Draco had never seen anything quite like it.
"Mum!! Harrys here!" Ginny Weasley yelled from the open door making Draco whip his head around. "Welcome Draco." Ginny smiled at the man warmly. She embraced Harry briefly. " Hermione and Ron are already inside. George should be here shortly. Charlie's just arrived, only moments before you two." She said ushering them inside. "Mum keeps asking if I know who your bringing. She will be the easiest to convince. Get mum to like you Draco and the rest will follow." She winked and moved through the house.
Harry was holding Draco's hand tightly watching his boyfriend take it all in. The burrow could be quite overwhelming.
All this time, Draco thought he knew what being loved was, but it turned out he was so wrong. This house... this was full of love. The walls covered with pictures of the family through out the years, ribbons and important school memories hung everywhere, and that clock. It didn't tell time, but instead kept track of everyone who belongs in the house.
He felt a bit of guilt when he noticed that Fred's name wasn't on the clock. While he didn't personally take the man's life, he felt like he might as well have.
Harry noticed where he was looking and squeezed his hand. "It is fine Draco. Stop over thinking it. Re-" he was cut off as Molly came bustling into the room to hug Harry. Just before she reached him she stopped in her tracks and looked between the pair.
"Molly, I'm sure you remember Draco Malfoy from school?" Harry offered easily. "Thank you for letting me bring him for dinner. I've been bragging about your cooking all week."
Molly looked at Harry and back to Draco. "Yes, yes. I remember Mr. Malfoy. Welcome to our home, I'm sure it's nothing like what..."
Draco shook his head interrupting her, "it's lovely here Mrs. Weasley. Your home is beautiful. Thank you for having me." He handed her the bouquet of flowers he was holding in his free hand from Harry. "These are for you. For the table." He shouldn't be so nervous but he knew this was important. He had to make nice with Harrys family if he wanted this to work.
"Oh these are just perfect, Draco, I can call you Draco right?" Molly took them smelling them. "And you can call me Molly. If You're important to Harry then you are important to me."
"Thank you Molly. Harry I just need to use the loo quick if you don't mind." Draco needed a minute. His nerves were starting to make him sweat in places he should not be sweating.
"Sure it's down there second door. We will be right in the kitchen when your done. I'm going to help Molly finish up with dinner." Harry placed a kiss on his lips and watched him hurry down the hall and close the door gently. He looked at Molly who was still staring at him.
"Harry, you really should have..." Molly was cut off by loud laughter coming down the stairs then a shout.
"Hey! Harry, you're finally here mate!" Ron finished coming down the stairs, Hermione just behind him. Ron was scanning the house clearly looking for Harrys plus one. "I thought you were bringing your boyfriend? Hermione and I have been racking our brains about who it could be and I'm sure it's the guy who works in the magical sports regulation division. I remember him disappearing at the gala right before Hermione and I snuck away, to you know, and I don't remember him ever coming back. I'm right right?" Ron looked smug, like he had solved world hunger. "Besides, he gets all red and jittery every time you speak to him."
Ron hugged him tightly. "Hermione said she thought it could have been someone else, not that she would tell me her guess. It would be nice for her to be wrong though for once." He laughed.
Harry went to respond when the bathroom door opened and Everyone's heads turned to watch who left the bathroom.
Draco was fixing his shirt, making sure he hadn't tucked it into his trousers, when he felt a sudden quiet come over the bustling house. He looked up and saw the other two of the golden trio standing there gaping at him.
What happened next, happened in a flash. Draco wasn't even sure he had blinked but suddenly wands were drawn and Harry had moved to stand between himself and Ron.
"What the actual fuck Harry. Why is the ferret in my mother house?!" Ron kept his wand pointed at Draco not caring that Harry was armed and ready to hex him is he tried anything. Ron's ears were turning red from anger.
"Ron, put your wand away, please. Draco is here as my guest, my boyfriend." Harry backed towards Draco to offer him support. "There's no need for all of this."
"Draco? Draco?" Ron mocked. "You do realize that is fucking Malfoy right? The pompous git, a death eater, who tried to kill us , standing behind you. You are protecting someone who would literally throw your life away. You broke up with my sister, for that?"
Hermione was pulling at Ron's arm trying to get him to lower his wand. "Ron, stop. Please let's hear Harry out." Hermione had feared this. Over the last two weeks Ron had carried on and on about who Harry could be seeing. Hermione had been almost positive that it was Draco. She had noticed the way Harry had been watching Draco all night at the gala. One moment Harry was there, next she had caught a glimpse of him following Draco into the loo. Ron had been none the wiser. She had been dying to ask him about it, but knew he would have denied it if he wasn't ready to talk about how he was feeling. Clearly, she had been right. Harry was most certainly sleeping with his school nemesis.
"You told me you would be there no matter what I choose to do in my life Ron. I choose him. I want him in my life. And I would like it if he could apart of this life too." Harry glanced back at the blond who looked mortified that this was all happening. "Please Ron. It is just dinner. Try it once. You'll see. Things are different. "
"Absolutely not. There isn't a chance Harry. He is death eater scum. Just like his dirt bag father. He should be in a cell right next to him. Rotting away. " Ron was seething at this point. "I'm sure there are plenty of war crimes that were over looked. We could probably arrange for that to happen."
"Ronald, I won't have any of this nonsense in my house. Harry welcomed him, so we will be respectful and welcome him too." Molly said sternly.
Ron whipped his head around, " are you kidding Mum?! That's Draco Malfoy. He can not stay here. He was on their side, he's part of the reason Fred doesn't get to come home for Sunday dinners!" Ron bellowed. "His father almost killed Ginny her first year at Hogwarts. He let death eaters into the castle!"
Draco just stood quietly, starting to feel overwhelmed. He shouldn't be here. He didn't belong here. He listened to Ron and Harry continue to argue and finally touched Harrys shoulder. "I'm just going to go home. This was a bad idea Harry. Really it was. Thank you Molly for your hospitality, but clearly there is too much between all of us. Harry, I'll see you at my flat later." With that Draco pushed passed everyone and out the front door slamming it a bit hard behind him.
Harry growled, "Are you serious right now Ron? You are suppose to be my best mate. You are suppose to be there for me. If I can over look his past so can you! We were kids for fuck sakes. He was raised one way, you another! He grew up. He's not that kid anymore."
"No Harry, are you serious right now?! Bloody hell! Malfoy? You could literally have anyone you want. Man or woman and you are going to throw your whole life away for that arse? He is using you. He uses you to make himself look good at work, he used you to break up with Ginny, and now he will look amazing in the papers if you go out in public. He doesn't want you! He wants his name back! Christ Harry, you probably aren't even gay. He has you all screwed up! It's us or him Harry. Plain and simple."
Harry saw red. How dare he. Two weeks ago he was spouting friendship and always being there, and now he wanted him to choose between his family, and someone he could see creating a family with.
He wasn't sure if he was having an out of body experience but he didn't even remember moving. One second he was pointing his wand at Ron and next he had him on the ground his fist connecting with his nose. The crunch it made was oddly satisfying. By the time Hermione got them apart, both boys were bleeding, Ron's nose and Harrys lip.
"Fuck you Harry. Fine. Pick him. But when he lets you down, and you know he will, don't come running back to me. Don't come crying when he's cheated on you, or used your good name to make himself a name again. That's your problem now."
Harry glared at the red head in front of him. He wiped his lip on his shirt. "Molly, I am sorry for the ruckus. Please accept my apology. Maybe we can have a private dinner a different night. " with that Harry stormed out of the burrow. That had been a disaster.
