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"It's Blaise Zabini, sir."
At the mention of Blaise's name, Draco turned to look at Harry's reaction. He was actually quite pissed when he found Harry grinning widely and looking very happy.
"You can go now, Pinky. Tell him we'll be there in a minute."
With a loud 'pop', Pinky was gone, leaving a smiling Harry and a sulking Draco on the couch.
"You are going to meet him, not we."
"Come on, Draco. Let's go," Harry said, noticing that Draco was still in a foul mood.
"I'm not going to meet that fucker, thank you very much."
"Oh, come on! Don't be such a spoil sport."
"No," Draco said firmly.
"Please??"
"No."
"I'll do whatever you want in exchange for your great presence."
Draco was tempted to agree to that offer. That cunning Gryffindor! Imagine the things he could do with Harry under his command. The fact that Harry was in nothing but a bathrobe was not helping very much either. His golden skin was peeking out from under the bathrobe. His hair was still slightly damp from the shower. Draco moved to touch Harry's face but-
"Fine! I'll go and meet him alone then!" snapped Harry as he turned to leave.
Alone? Do I really want Zabini near my Harry when I'm not there to make sure that his behavior is decent? I trust Harry but he could be so innocent sometimes. He won't even notice if Zabini tried to hit on him. And what if the fucker finds out about the new Malfoy heir? I must go! Draco did some quick thinking inside his head after Harry threatened to go alone.
Draco stood up quickly and went to Harry's side. "I don't think so, love. I changed my mind; we're going to meet Blaise bloody Zabini together."
"Thank you Draco snotty Malfoy for accompanying me," said Harry, smiling secretly at Draco's obvious jealousy.
Draco was too pissed to react to his new name. How dare Zabini come to his house? Sure, they were best friends before but Zabini is no longer a friend when he had dinner with Harry alone. He held on to Harry's warm hand tightly and planted a firm kiss on Harry's lips before they went to meet their visitor.
"Before we go, Harry, please put on something less revealing."
Harry looked down at his bathrobe and chuckled at Draco's possessiveness. Harry ruffled Draco's hair lovingly and said, "You're too cute, Drakie-poo."
"Malfoys are never cute. We are suave, elegant, graceful, sophisticated, sexy and-"
Harry held up a hand to stop Draco from continuing. "Ok, I see what you mean."
Ten minutes later, Harry and Draco arrived in the sitting room to find a bored Blaise Zabini staring at his cup of tea as though it was the most interesting thing in the world. He was so engrossed in admiring the cup that he failed to notice the couple's arrival.
Harry took the time to study him closely. Hmm… Nice shirt, goes well with his tan skin. He did something to his hair. It looks different now. No matter, it looks good on him. Draco's slight squeeze on his hand brought Harry back to reality. Draco was glaring at him for checking Blaise Zabini out.
While Harry was gawking at Zabini, Draco did his own share of surveying Blaise too. Awful shirt, that shirt would look good on Harry but not someone like him. He looks like a stupid tart with his hair styled like that. Trying to impress Harry? Thought Draco furiously.
Draco spoke first. "Blaise."
Blaise looked up and was surprised to see Harry standing beside Draco. Weren't Harry and Draco supposed to be divorcing each other? He thought secretly. Did they patch up already? "Hello, Draco," Blaise said as he stood up to move towards Harry and Draco. "I'm surprised to see you here, Harry," he added.
"Well, we-" Harry started.
"Why are you surprised, my dear Blaise? This is Harry's home isn't?" asked Draco sarcastically.
Harry glared at Draco for cutting him off. "As I was saying, Blaise, before Draco so politely interrupted, was that we decided to forget everything and start all over again."
"That's great news! Congratulations!"
Draco rolled his eyes at Blaise and earned another glare from Harry. Somehow he didn't think that Blaise was sincere when he congratulated them. "Why don't we have breakfast together? I'm starved." Draco said in a mock friendly tone, hoping to redeem himself for making Harry angry. "I'm sure Harry's hungry as well," Draco gave Harry a sweet smile.
"Yeah, that's a good idea. I'm quite hungry. If you don't mind, Blaise?"
"Of course not."
The three of them moved to the dining room in silence. The dining room was similarly decorated as the rest of the castle, just as expensive and posh looking. A beautiful crystal chandelier was hanging from the ceiling. In the middle of the room was a highly polished long wooden dining table that could easily fit thirty people. There were huge windows with cream curtains that allowed the sun's rays to pass through. Blaise looked around the room in awe. He had never seen anything like this before. Even Malfoy Manor would not compare to the sheer splendor of this room.
Draco smirked superiorly at Blaise reaction. Guess he has never seen anything like this before. Of course, Malfoys would never settle for anything but the best. But Blaise was from a rich family… Draco shrugged it off. He didn't really care about Blaise. Anyway, Blaise's reaction was expected because that was how most of the people reacted.
"Draco, this is a very nice room," said Blaise as he sat down.
"Thank you."
"Why are you here anyway?" said Harry as he buttered his toast.
"Just here to visit Draco. We haven't seen each other since graduation."
"Of course. How is Pansy?" asked Draco carelessly, curious that Pansy was not with Blaise.
"I divorced that bitch," Blaise answered, not bothering to look up from his breakfast.
Draco looked up sharply at this. That was definitely not an answer he expected. Thoughts were running through his head. Although Draco did not like Blaise anymore, they were best friends before and Draco was not completely cold-blooded. He cared about Blaise, especially if it involved his other friend as well.
"Why?" Draco asked bluntly.
"Because she cheated on me. With another bitch," said Blaise angrily. "Don't get me wrong. It's not like I still love her or something."
Draco turned to his left and found that Harry was frowning and chewing on his lower lip. His hands were shaking slightly. Draco tried to catch Harry's eyes so that he can give Harry a reassuring smile but Harry refused to even look at Blaise or Draco. He just kept staring at his food while trying to block out Blaise's words.
Draco wanted to punch Blaise. How dare he come to his house as if he owned it and complain about Pansy. And in front of Harry! That bloody bugger! It didn't help either that Blaise continued bitching for the next hour. Draco kept stealing glances at Harry to find that Harry was still ignoring both of them.
"And you know, that bitch brought-"
"I think that was quite enough for one day, Blaise," said Draco, preventing Blaise from going any further.
"Oh, sorry about that. I got- carried away," he said sheepishly. "I think I'll go now…"
"Ok, I'll ask Dobby to send you out."
"Harry, what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong…" said Harry quietly.
"You're awful at lying."
Harry turned sharply to face Draco and glared sharply at him. Liar? I'm a liar? Then what the hell are you? thought Harry furiously.
"You want to know what's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong!"
"Okay," said Draco calmly.
"You let Blaise continue his little 'speech' when you bloody well know I don't like it. Although I tried very hard to forget about that day, hearing Blaise talking about Pansy again made me remember every single detail. The scene kept on replaying in my head. What kind of husband are you?"
"How was I supposed to know you didn't like it?" said Draco defensively.
"Don't bloody raise your voice with me!"
"How was I supposed to know you didn't like it?" asked Draco again in a politer tone.
"Oh? I thought you were supposed to know me very well?"
Draco sighed heavily, "Harry you're being unreasonable. Just cool down, love. You're probably feeling stressed after this morning's episode."
"Don't tell me what I feel! I'm sick of all this!" Harry shouted and stormed off to the direction of their room.
Draco thought he heard Harry muttering words like 'inconsiderate pig' and 'insensitive bugger' under his breath as he stormed off to the other side of the castle.
Draco shook his head and smiled fondly as he watched Harry walked away so angrily. He thought the new emotional Harry was quite amusing, especially when angered. The famous Gryffindor temper! Pregnant man can be so emotional sometimes. Draco went back to his studies for a glass of fire whiskey before going to apologize to Harry.
He took his own sweet time to get to the master bedroom because he wanted to give Harry some personal space to cool down. An angry Harry was not someone you would want to deal with. Although Harry can be a little stubborn sometimes, Draco found the whole Gryffindor stubbornness thing strangely endearing.
As Draco neared the room, he suddenly felt a strong surge of energy coming from the room. The force was pushing him back into the corridor and away from the room. Draco grinned and muttered a spell so that he would be surrounded by a shield, protecting him from Harry's magic. Then he noticed that the room door was glowing faintly. Draco tiptoed across the corridor. As he got nearer, he realized that glowing actually came from words that were floating in front of the door. DON'T YOU DARE KNOCK ON THAT DAMN DOOR!!
Ignoring Harry's warning, Draco raised his hand to knock on the door. Before his fist even came into contact with the door, the glowing words dissolved suddenly and new letters appeared out of thin air. Draco drew his hand back at the fascinating sight of the letters rearranging themselves to form a sentence. I SAID DON'T KNOCK ON THAT DOOR!! I DON'T EVEN WANT TO KNOW HOW YOU GOT NEAR THE ROOM! KNOCK AND YOU'LL REGRET IT!
Sighing, Draco wandered down the stairs, running his hands down the rail as he went.
In the mean time, Harry was sitting on the king sized bed and beating the crap out of the pillows. He imagined Draco's face on every one of the pillows. "Stupid git! Stupid stupid stupid!!!"
"Inconsiderate, snobbish pig!" Harry scolded. Then he stopped suddenly and chuckled at his own childishness.
He just scolded Draco for an extremely stupid reason. He scolded Draco because Draco didn't stop Blaise from talking. He couldn't help but feel stupid at this because he had heard Blaise talk about Pansy before. Why was he even angry now?
Harry waved his hand and removed the magic words floating in front of his door. Draco can come in if he wants to. Harry thought. He lay on the bed talked to the baby while waiting.
"Are you happy now that you have another daddy? I'm so happy. I have a feeling we will be even happier when you're born. Can you feel my happiness? I'm so lucky to have you and your daddy…" Harry said lovingly.
But when Draco didn't show up after thirty minutes, Harry began to feel annoyed with Draco for leaving him alone. "Why isn't he here yet??" Harry asked the empty room.
"What the hell is wrong with that guy? Ok, Harry will be calm and apologize to Draco first since it was Harry's fault," he told himself.
Harry made his way to Draco's studies for the second time that day. He kept rehearsing what to say or do on the way there. "Draco, I'm sorry." "Sorry, love" "Are you angry?" followed by a long, deep kiss. "Draco darling, I'm really sorry…"
He was standing in front of the studies in no time and he got nervous all of a sudden. He knocked on the door softly. The door swung open on its own after a few seconds. Harry fidgeted for a bit at the entrance. Then he straightened up his body and walked in with pride.
Draco was sitting on his favorite chair, sipping his fire whiskey and looking out of the window. With the sun's rays settling on his pale features, he looked exceptionally like an angel. Draco turned slowly to face Harry. Sensing that Harry was probably nervous, Draco decided to tease Harry. Draco smiled inwardly; it was just like Harry to be angry one minute and apologetic the next minute.
"Aren't you angry at me?" asked Draco deliberately.
Harry's calm mask fell immediately at Draco's tone. He stared at Draco for a while before saying, "Not anymore. Unless you're angry of course."
"What if I am?"
Harry smirked sexily and said, "You're not. I know you're not."
"What if I am?" Draco asked again.
Harry was still smirking. He walked to Draco's side and wrapped his arms around Draco. Then he leaned down and nibbled on Draco's left ear gently. He smiled when Draco let out a throaty moan. "I know you're not angry, love," Harry said and continued teasing.
"Ohh… Don't stop…" was Draco's only reply.
"Are you really angry love?" Harry stopped his nibbling.
Draco sighed and shook his head. "No, of course not."
Harry chuckled and said, "I knew it." Then he stood up and began walking towards the door.
Draco groaned pitifully. "Where are you going?"
"For a walk of course. See you later, Draco," Harry winked at Draco before walking out.
Draco heard Harry's smug laughter coming from the corridor after he shut the door. "Bloody hell!" he muttered.
A/N: First of all, I'm really really sorry about the delay. Please don't be angry with me!! I'm back in school and everything has been super hectic. Homework, projects, tests, lectures… Anyway, here's Chapter 10. Personally, I don't really like this chapter. I thought it was kinda crappy. This chapter is slightly longer so I hope that will make up for the delay. I promise the next chapter will be much better!! I've already thought of what to write…
As usual, I would like to thank all those who reviewed, Ayane and Kristabee for being my wonderful betas and those who read this story… Please keep the reviews coming in. I feel motivated to write when I see the reviews. You can be frank with me and tell me what you think. And suggestions are most welcome of course!
Ok, till next time then…