Here you are, just to tide you all over with and because I felt like putting the extra chapter up before it's bed time for me. Hi Onnaz (Stefan)! Lookie, another one! sorry, maybe I should have eaten something else today rather than just eating lunch...

Chapter 3

They reached London safely and wandered out of the airport where Harry pulled out his mobile and turned it on. Dialling a number quickly Harry raised the phone to his ear and glanced over at Draco who was waiting next to him watching him with a calm expression on his face. The phone rang and someone picked up.

"Hello Aunt Petunia its Harry." Harry said turning away from Draco. "...Yes I'm here now...Yes I've brought a date with me like I said I would...oh no Aunt Petunia it's no bother. We can just rent a ro...Well...but...okay, if you insist. I wouldn't want to be a bother...yes, yes I know I am. I'm sorry. Okay, we'll get a taxi. See you soon...yes, bye." Harry put the phone down and ran a hand over his face. After a few moments Harry turned to look at Draco and offered him a weak smile.

"My Aunt Petunia insists we stay at the house. She says she needs help with the preparations and it would be easiest if we stayed in the same house as everyone else. We have to get a taxi there. Come on." Harry didn't wait for Draco to reply he just leaned down and picked up his suitcases wheeling them outside the air port. Draco followed casually looking around the airport and listening to people around him talk.

Once outside Harry went up to the nearest cab and arranged for him to take them both to the Dursley Estates. Harry thanked the man as he helped Harry and Draco load their suitcases into the car. When they went to the car however Draco and Harry both went to the same side, the side behind the driver. AS Harry reached out Draco did and their fingers brushed. Harry immediately went bright red and pulled his hand back quickly.

"Uh sorry. I um…I always sit behind the driver…" Draco nodded his head and walked around the car to climb in on the other side. Harry, still blushing, slid in gently to his seat and closed the door making as little amount of noise as was possible. He glanced over at Draco. "You could sit in the front you know. You didn't have to sit by me."

"My dear Harry, I would much rather sit here and you shall have to get used to my presence for the next week or so. As I've said before, relax. You are far too apologetic." Harry swallowed and nodded looking away and out of the window. Part way through the trip Harry leaned forwards in his chair to speak to the driver.

"Hey, would it be okay if I slept? We've still got a long way to go and I'm tired. Would it be okay?" The driver gave Harry a strange look but nodded his head.

"Of course sir. I'll turn the radio down for you."

"Oh, no need to do that. Listen to it all you like, I can sleep through most things. Thank you." Harry leaned back and settled down. Draco and the driver shared a look as Harry fell asleep. As soon as Draco was positive Harry was asleep he started chatting with the driver about random things but eventually the driver asked about his and Harry's relationship.

"We met via phone actually. There was a number mix up and Harry accidentally got my number instead of his friends number and thus we got talking."

"So what's a Yank like you doing in England. Is it just because of him or…"

"Harry has been invited to his sisters wedding. I'm his date and apparently his protection too."

"He's rather anxious to please that one. Doesn't want to inconvenience anyone."

"Yes, I've realised. It's a shame really, he should have more confidence in himself. I mean he comes from a rather rich family here in England so you would have thought he would be snobbish and arrogant."

"Yes, posh and rich. The family he comes from is very prestigious. The Dursley Family is the richest in Surrey. They own Grunnings Drills and I know it doesn't sound impressive but they are millionaires." Draco nodded his head and glanced over at Harry. He was about to speak when the driver carried on speaking once again. "Now the Dursleys are the rich snobbish kind of people. I've never had the opportunity to meet 'em of course but the Dursleys on the television are very full of themselves. Not a nice bunch apparently. I guess we can thank god that that young man didn't turn out like them."

"Yes, I suppose we can." Draco looked calculatingly over Harry as if trying to work something out before relaxing some more in his chair and looking out the window.

"Harry? Harry you have to wake up now. We need the code for the gates unless you wanted to walk all the way to the manor house?" Harry woke up slowly and blinked up at Draco. Humming his agreement Harry pushed open the door of the car and ran a hand absentmindedly through his hair. Reaching his hand out he typed in the code. 310981.

"That's a long code." Harry smiled warily and got back in the car.

"The date my parents died. Not hard to remember." Draco nodded.

"Now, I'm guessing your relatives will see the car coming up the drive way."

"Yes."

"Very well. Don't worry Harry, just relax." Draco reached out a hand and placed gentle fingers on Harry's neck. This successfully elected a gasp from the other man and Harry's cheeks tinted even more pink. Draco smiled gently and Harry nodded quickly looking away. Draco just kept smiling and glanced at the driver to see the man watching with a tiny affectionate smile. Draco moved his fingers down Harry's neck to his shoulder and he could feel the tension there. "You aren't relaxing Harry."

"Damn it." Harry whispered reaching up and taking Draco's hand in his squeezing it gently. "It's kind of hard to relax knowing what's coming."

"Well, I'm here and I'm not leaving your side. There's nothing to worry about. You'll be fine. Just be the smart, handsome man I know you are hiding away. Now we're almost there. Thank you Colin." Draco said addressing the taxi driver who smiled in return and charged them the fare. Harry released Draco's hand and reached into his back pocket having to lift his hips slightly to do so. After fumbling around he pulled out his wallet and gave the man a two hundred pounds.

"Keep any change Colin, and thank you." Colin looked ready to protest but Draco shook his head since Harry was already out of the car and pulling suitcases out of the boot. Colin agreed and didn't say anything though he felt strange about taking the eighty pounds extra Harry had given him. Draco climbed out the car and patted Col8in's shoulder before going to retrieve his luggage.

Just as Colin drove off the door to the huge white manor house opened and out came five figures. One was a fat man with a greying moustache and dirty blonde hair that was also greying. He looked like jelly on legs the way his tummy wobbled around as he strode out of the house dressed in an expensive cashmere jumper and beige trousers. His face was red from walking and his beady eyes looked over the pair of new comers on his drive way.

A tall giraffe like woman stood next to him dressed in an elegant blue suit with blue high heeled shoes. The woman's blue eyes peered at Draco and Harry in a disapproving manner. Her strawberry blonde, obviously dyed, was pulled back into a neat bun at the back of her head.

Next to the woman stood a man about six foot tall with some extra weight around his stomach area. The extra weight wasn't enough to call him over weight but it was just enough to call him fat or plump. He had blue eyes like his mother and blonde hair. He wore a pair of smart black trousers and a cashmere vest over a white shirt. He didn't look too old, possibly around twenty nine.

Next to him was another young man standing tall at six foot. He had black hair that was messier than Harry's and looked like it had never been brushed. He had brown eyes and wore a pair of black trousers with a black shirt that had the top few buttons undone showing a slightly hairy chest. This man looked like a slightly taller version of Harry except for the brown eyes.

Finally there was a young lady with cascading red hair that fell to just above her elbows. Her red hair was a rich auburn and sh had brown eyes below perfectly shaped eyebrows. She stood proud and held her head high and with a bright smile on her face. She wore the barest hint of makeup that was done so tastefully that unless you knew where to look she didn't appear to be earing any at all. She wore a silky light green dress that blew in the slight breeze.

"Harry darling! Oh we've missed you!" Said the woman with auburn hair walking elegantly, if rather enthusiastically, up to Harry and wrapping her arms around his neck. They were roughly the same height, though Harry was taller.

"Hello Rose." Harry said after a moments hesitation. He wrapped his arms around his sister and gave her a hug before releasing her and allowing her to look him over whilst his brother came up to him.

"Yes Harry, we've missed you. It's been, what…five years now? I thought you said you'd be home every Christmas?" The raven haired man said giving his brother a hug and a pat on the back.

"Sorry Tommy. Work got a bit hectic over Christmas time and I was called in to do extra hours." Harry said lying blatantly but his family being none the wiser. Tommy shook his head with a smile. "You should have at least visited us. We thought you'd forgotten about us."

"Well I could never do that. How could I forget you and Rose?" Harry said with a charming smile.

"Speaking of forgetting things. Harry darling, who's this handsome chap?" Harry turned to see Rose was staring unabashedly at Draco. Harry caught Draco's eyes and offered him an apologetic smile.

"Oh I'm sorry." He said with politeness. Draco could have rolled his eyes at the sincere apology as it was clear that Harry didn't want to apologies but felt he should with all his heart. "This is Draco Malfoy. Draco, this is my sister Rose and my brother Tommy. They are my cousin Dudley," Harry gestured, since it was rude to point, over to the blonde haired young man, "and my Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon."

"Well, you sure are handsome. What are you doing with my brother?" Rose asked nicely though her words were anything but nice. Draco saw Harry cringe out of the corner of his eye and wondered if this was the reason Harry had been so nervous.

"We met on a trip around America not too long ago and hit it off quite well. He invited me here for your wedding and I was only too pleased to go with him." Draco said with as much politeness as he could gather. Since Harry was right next to him Draco lifted a hand and placed his fingers gently on Harry's neck giving the smooth skin a gentle caress that didn't go unnoticed by everyone in the family.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Draco." Rose said taking a step backwards so she stood right next to Tommy who wasn't really paying much attention to the proceedings since a little boy had just run out the doors yelling for his daddy.

"Oh come on now Evan, I told you Daddy is busy." Dudley bent down and picked the little boy up and into his arms. The boy couldn't have been more than three and had brown hair and blue eyes. Harry frowned not understanding and Tommy threw his arm around his little brother's shoulders knocking Draco's hand away in the process.

"That, brother, is Dudley's son Evan. Dudley's girlfriend three years ago wound up pregnant and Evan is their son. Evan was supposed to be staying with Piers though weren't you Evan?" The little boy pouted adorably but stubbornly.

"If you don't mind my asking, who's Piers?" Dudley turned his blue eyes to Harry and gave him an icy stare.

"Piers is my boyfriend of two years." Dudley answered. Harry froze where he was but didn't say anything because of the icy stares he was receiving.

"Oh, well congratulations." Harry said turning away and shaking off Tommy's hand. "Well, if you don't mind I think perhaps Draco and I should get our stuff up to our rooms and unpack. What time is it here by the way?"

"It's just going eight. Dinner shall be ready in half an hour. It was most inconsiderate of you to arrive this late." Harry didn't turn around to face his aunt but he did apologise as he picked up his bags.

"I'm sorry Aunty but the plane was delayed in landing. There was a queue at the air port then our bags took a while to get unloaded from the plane. I'm sorry for not calling until we were just getting the taxi. I should have told you."

"Yes you should." Petunia sniffed and turned marching into the house. "Well come along you two, don't dawdle. You can share Harry's old room. His loft is plenty big enough for the both of you but I'm warning you, no funny business!"

Harry stared at Petunia in shock for a few moments before Draco's stare made him start moving. They went inside the house and their shoes clicked slightly on the light wooden floor. Straight inside the doorway was a grand staircase that went straight forwards before splitting off into two stair cases going left and right. Petunia lead them both up the staircase leading right and lead them along a long corridor at the end of which was another set of stairs and another corridor. About halfway down this corridor Petunia came to a door and pulled it open revealing another set of stairs this time wooden and slightly older Harry thanked his aunt and Draco thanked her and followed Harry up the slightly creaky stairs. At the top Draco found himself in a large attic space. The attic seemed to span the whole length of the house but had stacks of boxes in it and Christmas decoration and other things that had been put into storage up here. Not too far away was a doorway into a walled off area.

"That's the bathroom. There's a nice toilet, sink and both a bath and a shower in there. I had that room installed myself so that I didn't have to use the stairs to go to the bathroom." Harry explained. In the centre of the attic was a double bed and a set of chest of drawers and a wardrobe not too far away. There was also a rug and on a desk over against the attic wall just below a curtained window was piles of papers and books. Draco looked around wandering why Harry had a room like this. Sure the place was gigantic, it was the largest space in the house having spanned the length of the house. The thing Draco was wondering was why Harry had very few possessions and less expensive furnishings.

"Um…I chose to live up here." Harry offered hoping Draco didn't see through the lie. Draco nodded and put his suitcases down. "Um…you can have the left side of the wardrobe and the top three drawers if you like."

"Thank you." And they started unpacking occasionally going into the bathroom to put their shampoos and wash things away. After finishing quickly Draco stood at the end of the bed. "What side do you sleep on?"

"Excuse me?" Harry asked politely having not heard because his head was in the wardrobe sorting out his clothes.

"I said what side do you sleep on?"

"What? There should be another bed in here…" Harry looked around but couldn't see another bed or even a sofa. He went red again. "Oh I'm really sorry. There always used to be a sofa bed up here…I was going to use that and let you take the bed."

"Well there isn't one, and it's no bother really if we share." Harry felt his face flame even more and looked away. Draco noticed this and put it on his mental list along with 'low self esteem', 'scared of family' and 'apologises at every given chance and mostly at the start of sentences'. "So, what side do you sleep on?"

"I take the right side." Draco nodded and went over to sit on the left. Taking off his smart shoes and socks Draco walked over to the wardrobe next to Harry and pulled out a metal hanger.

"Now about my payment."

"Oh! That." Harry quickly went over to his hand luggage and pulled out two brown envelopes. "Um…did you want the money in dollars or pounds because you can have it in either."

"You mean you drew out twice the required amount of money so you could pay me in either British or American money?"

"Uh yeah…I didn't know what you'd prefer considering we're in England now."

"I'll have the American Dollars." Harry opened one of the envelopes and checked it before giving it to Draco and putting the other one away.

"It should all be there. Check it though."

"I trust you."

"I've given you no reason to. Please, check the amount. If anything it will make me feel better." Draco sighed but opened the envelope drawing out the large wad of money. He counted it carefully and smiled at the end of it.

"That's one hundred dollars over Harry." Harry averted his eyes.

"I guess I over drew huh." Draco stared at him and placed the extra hundred down on the bed before putting the rest into his hand luggage bag.

"Well, that's seven thousand for ten days to be an escort for a wedding. If anything sexual is to happen we discuss money first before we do anything and I mean anything." Draco turned his serious gaze to Harry who looked mortified.

"I…I'd never…no…" Harry stuttered before shaking his head and looking away. "That's fine. It won't be necessary. I have no interest in sex." Harry left then and went straight into the bathroom closing the door and stripping off for the shower. Draco shrugged, no sex made his job a bit easier.

Nenene...maybe I should put the next chapter up today too...nah. I'll wait for a few more review first. Gemxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx