Disclaimer: In Greek myth, the craftsman Daedalus invented human flight so a group of minotaurs would stop teasing him about it.

I hope you guys like this chapter. Again, the plot's still watering itself, but it'll come up when it's ready. We see a glimpse of what's to come in this one, and hopefully your interest will be peeked!

Enjoy!

The smell of sweat permeated the air as powerful gallops and heavy pants fought for volume with one another, the silence and serenity of the forest disturbed by grunts and thuds as a powerful legs moved a black beast through the wild. Animals scattered with the approach, and if one were to really look, they'd claim a bear of a dog setting fire to the forest with the heat of it's run. A great, crooked jaw opened and closed as the thing ran, seeming to grin at the purity of the freedom it felt for the first time in a good and too long while.

Unable to hold back, the beast skidded to a stop and raised it maw to the air, the fog around it shifting as a great howl disturbed the area. The black dog's song spread wide, through the forest and straight into town where people looked toward the treeline in dismay. Wild animals had claimed their ground.

The door slammed as Harry jogged in, dropping his bag to the floor as he tried to catch his breath. Two other faces greeted him, one from the kitchen and the other from the couch, all three grinning as if in one their own secret.

"Have a good go, pup?" Sirius chuckled, standing and making his way over to his adopted son. Harry snorted and ducked as the old man mussed his hair, pushing him away and going toward the kitchen.

"Go at what, Sirius?" Harry smiled and leaned over to give Remus a kiss on the cheek, the older man smiling warmly and turning back to the refrigerator, "By the way, Remy, we're having a guest."

"Oh? Who?"

"A delightful little blond I met at school. Very retro... like, your generation," Harry winked, a second later making an 'Ohhhhh, what then!' face and giggling as he dodged a ladle to the bum, "And Sirius, if you must know, it was peachy. The area looks marvelous in every possible way. We'd have to do something about the locals, though."

"Locals? Is there already...?"

"Yes, and they're wonderful, but not enough so to share."

"Alright, boys, enough of that talk," Remus admonished, sounding every bit the mother figure. Harry and Sirius wore identical grins, the younger's eyes twinkling behind thick square glasses.

The family fucked around a little longer in the kitchen, finally deciding upon spaghetti for their little feast. Remus did most of the work, while Sirius ran around pretending to help and Harry lounged on the island picking at his fingernails. It wasn't long after Remus had put the sauce on the burner that Harry decided he'd go dress down. Right when he'd stepped off the stairs in a white T-shirt and yellow pajamas, the doorbell rang in a busted up sort of 'been too long' way. Sirius and Harry locked eyes before scrambling to get to the door first. Both managed to trip on their way over, and their hands landed on the knob at the same time.

"Let me make this clear to you, Dad. If you embarrass me in any way, I will tears chunks of flesh from your face," Harry said through gritted teeth, smiling at the man in a way that screamed 'let go'. Sirius gulped and backed off, chuckling as he walked back to the kitchen. Harry fixed his hair and took a deep breath, flinging the door open to see Draco in a plain grey T-shirt and black slacks. The blond offered a small smile.

"Hiya."

Draco stepped in hesitantly, taking a long look around the family room, taking in the boxes and busted up couch. Harry blushed and walked past the boy into the kitchen, tugging on the boy's sleeve as he passed.

"Remus, Sirius, this is Draco. He's the delightful little blond I was telling you about," Harry scrunched up his nose as he smiled, gesturing grandly as the rather attractive boy stepped into their kitchen. Remus smiled and waved from the other side of the island, while Sirius threw over a shit-eating grin.

"Hello little bear. So nice that you've joined us for supper."

"Uh, yeah... I hope I'm not intruding," Draco smiled sheepishly, earning a slap on the shoulder From Harry, who pretending to be chopping the already chopped onions. Draco glared, but let it go.

"Oh, not at all! It's amazing that Harry's made a friend on the first day! Usually it'd take him months."

"Dad!"

When Remus announced that the pasta was done, all four sat down at the table while the sandy haired man filled their plates. Harry and Draco's knees bumped together as they laughed with Harry's family, throwing out stories and incidents and little quirks about the school. They found out that Draco was a literary mastermind, and was working on a piece for English that would earn him a ride to college. It was apparently suppose to be about something extraordinary.

They also learned that he was into the local wildlife. He went on and on about the wolves that ran in the forest, and raved about the calls he and his friends had heard that afternoon. Harry and his Fathers shared amused looks, but let Draco tell them all about the creatures, and that the calls that day were calls for pack; a wolf needing to find family or structure.

Soon enough the meal was done, and Remus and Sirius had retired to their bed. Harry cleaned up the dishes while Draco watched the darker boy, a strange calm settling over the place for the first time that evening. The two boys, not long after, went upstairs to Harry's room. they piled a bunch of pillows into the corner and buried themselves in a Superman blanket, popping in "The Birds" on low volume.

Morning light managed it's way into the room through the blinds, a streak of white settling underneath the sleeping teen's eyes. Limbs were tangled around each other as the two searched for warmth, finding it in each other as soft hands ran across a soft back. Draco moaned sleepily, the comfort of the pillows almost too much. He took a deep breath and held it for a second, satisfied as his chest tightened when he let it go.

He opened his eyes in an unfamiliar room, with the lower half of his vision blocked by a sea of black. Hair tickled his nose and he scrunched his face, shifting to look down into a cute sleeping face.

He almost choked. Harry looked adorable when he slept.

Still mostly asleep, his eyes lingered on the other's face, moving the smallest inch when he breathed. The black sheets surrounding him made him look pale, though the contrast to the blue Superman blanket contradicted that. The boy's face was both angular and rounded, his cheekbones standing out in a naturally reddened sort of way. His brows looked drawn on, but this close Draco saw they were probably meticulously plucked, starting thick and ending in a thin streak. Harry's lashes were long for a boy, but not by much, resting on those high cheekbones that Draco wanted for his own. Jealously was a cruel and sleepy bitch.

Suddenly, he was staring into a calm green sea. The two looked at each other through sleep hazed eyes and, in a drunken mistake, leaned forward and Draco felt their lips touch the barest amount. They lingered for only a second, before both pulled back and smiled at each other, seemingly not understanding what they had done.

After a moment, Harry pulled the blond closer, and the two fell back into a fitfully pleasant sleep, the tingle of something soon forgotten coursing through their skin.

When Draco next awoke, it was alone with the sound of a shower blaring through Harry's room. He figured the bathroom were directly beside him, otherwise it wouldn't be so loud.

The blond yawned, stretching as far as he could when he didn't want to move, and looked around Harry's room a bit more carefully. The walls were still a dirty white, but he figured they'd paint them soon enough. Posters of things like Train and Botdf covered the walls, along with old movie posters and paintings that Draco assumed were Harry's own. A piece of purple paper had been stuck in the window in place of curtains, the top of it falling and revealing how bright it was that morning. There were stuffed animals in the corner, the largest being a wolf that looked freakishly real, surrounded by stuffed pigs and sharks. Draco chuckled a bit, finally leaving the bed to go downstairs.

"Well, good morning Harry's conquest!" Sirius grinned, earning a smack from his husband. Draco grimaced and took a seat at the table, leaning his chin in his hand.

"We didn't do anything, Mr. Black, honestly. We watched old movies and I fell asleep when Harry got up to piss." The sound of the shower stopped.

"That's more than most of Harry's friends do. Usually they put on loud music and fuck each other sideways when they think we can't hear them."

"THAT WAS ONE TIME!" Came a yell from upstairs, and Draco had the decency to look embarrassed while Remy and Sirius laughed. Some sort of timer went off and Remus got up to take something out of the microwave. The smell of Salisbury hit Draco's nose and he winced.

"Meat this early?"

"We're a very... carnivorous family," Remus laughed, and the sound of footsteps came from outside the Kitchen entrance. Soon enough, a wet-haired Harry came in in nothing but baggy black half-pants, the edge of yellow boxers peeking from the top. He left a small trail of water wherever he walked.

"Oh my Christ, Dad. Gimme some'a dat meat," Harry smacked his lips and reached over to fork a slice, only to be slapped away.

"Go dry that nappy head, Harry, and maybe I'll give you some."

"It'll be co-old!" Harry whined, stomping his feet. Remus gave him a pointed look while Sirius laughed at the boy and grabbed his own steak. Heaving a hugely dramatic sigh, Harry whirled around and ran out of the room, stomps echoing through the house. Draco chuckled and politely declined his own steak, preferring toast and juice in the morning. After about 20 minutes, Harry came back down with perfect hair, dried and flipped and just as it had been the day before. He twirled once for an Okay from Remus, which he got, and dug into the last remaining steak.

"So... I was thinking about it the other day... What do you guys think of me dying my hair?" Harry asked around a mouthful. Remus and Sirius shared a look, while Draco stared at Harry. He looked good with black hair. Any other color just wouldn't suit the boy.

"Not anything fancy or anything... Like, dying the shaven side red or something..."

"I think your hair is fine like it is," Sirius stuck out his tongue, "But do whatever you want, Pup."

"Ya know what..." Harry smacked his food at his dad, pushing his empty plate away and walking toward the sink, "Maybe I will. And you guys will be overwhelmed with jealousy becuase my hair will look badass."

"Sure we will, Harry."

As he washed his hands, Draco stood and made his way over, leaning over the counter beside Harry. The brunet offered him a smile, which Draco returned, and they stood like that until Remus interupted.

"Who wants this last steak?"

"Give it to Harley," Harry replied, yawning. Remus shrugged and gave a loud whistle, and moments later Draco heard a loud thumping coming toward them. A large beast ran into the kitchen and Draco squealed, jumping backward into Harry to avoid the massive thing. The other three burst out laughing at the blond's reaction, Remus setting down the plate and Harley keening happily before ravaging the steak.

"Awwwwhaw, who's a good munster!" Harry cooed, turning off the faucet. He kneeled down and scratched her neck, snuggling into her, "You are, Harley-beahhhrr... Hoooo, yes you are!"

Soon after, the two decided to spend their lucky Saturday outside, and retreated to Harry's front lawn. The grass was soft and scratchy on their legs, the blades tickling their hands and arms as they leaned back in the grass and talked.

"I really don't know, bro. I think it's like... half man, half pig, and half bear."

"No! No no," Draco grinned, "It's half Man, half Pigbear."

"It could be half Man, and Half bear, with like... a pig costume."

"That's just stupid."

Harry scoffed, "Just as stupid as the idea of a friggin' ManBearPig."

"You never know what might exist out there, Harry... Give myth a chance. Maybe it's not all as fake as it seems."

Harry stared at his friend's wistful eyes in slight silence, leaning forward and letting their hand brush, "So... you believe in the supernatural shit? Like Werewolves and Fae and stuff?"

Draco shrugged, "I believe in alot of things... I know, to you it must be really weird. Alot of people think I'm crazy, but I dunno. I've never had reason enough to not believe. I think I want there to be something more than the obvious."

Harry smiled at the blond, letting himself fall back into the grass. The light from the sky made him squint, trying to protect his retinas from the harsh sunny glare. A few moments passed before the peace was disturbed, and a shout brought Harry out of his relaxation.

"Heya, Harry!"

"Ohhhhh my God..." He groaned, sitting up. He was met with wild red hair and a simpering little face. Draco snickered. "Hi Ginny."

"Hey Draco," Ginny said politely, barely paying attention to Draco's less than enthusiastic "hey" before she turned her attention back to Harry, "So Mum saw you from the kitchen window and said I should come invite you over for Thanksgiving dinner. You and your Dads are welcome to join us."

"Uh..." Harry stuck his pinky in his ear, scrunching up his nose as he squinted up at the redhead, "Nah, man... I have family coming to visit out new house, and That's when Teddy gets here. We're preoccupied... but thanks for the offer, Ginny."

"Any time, Harry," The girl smiled, batting her lashes and pushing out her chest. Both boys sort of stared up at her before she turned around awkwardly and headed back to her own yard. When she got out of hearing distance, both boys went into a fit of giggles.

"She has such a crush on you," Draco snickered, elbowing the darker boy in the side.

"Hey, it isn't my fault I'm so God damned handsome!"

A moment more passed as the clouds went by, both content with the simple silence. It was only seconds in that a stray thought had Harry turning back toward the blond.

"But really, Draco? ManBearPig?"

"You never know!"

Again, UBER UNDETAILED! But what can you do? Wait a bit for the next Chapter :U You'll meet Teddy, and Harry will have fluffy love moments with another character... maybe.

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