Chapter 3: On the Mend part 1

After he refreshed himself and helped out with the cooking, Harry and Draco settled down to an enjoyable meal and were at peace. Draco explained to Harry what he missed. Harry was disappointed that he missed his own graduation but Draco didn't go either. He handed Harry his diploma and a certificate for his years in Qudditch. Also there was a list of possible careers because of his grades. He saw that one of his choices was an Auror, which he refused, which shocked Draco.

"I've been through enough shit to last me a lifetime. I want something a bit more...calming." Draco took his list and scrolled through.

"Hm...how do you feel about teaching?"

"I've done it in 5th year, I enjoyed it and they actually learned from me. Why?"

"Well, Defense of the Dark Arts is available."

"I'll think about it, what else?"

"I can't say this with a straight face."

"Draco..."

"Healer?"

"You're shittin' me?"

"Read it and weep babe." Draco said, fanning the results in the ravenette's face. He took it and read. There, like Draco said, was healer.

"I think you'll look really sexy in a cute little nurse's outfit, your cute peach shaped ass bent over a desk...oh man, um is it getting hot in here?" He loosened his tie and Harry smirked. Draco glared at him and cuffed him.

"What about you Malfoy? What are your choices?"

"Potions Master, Governor, Qudditch, oh you have that too by the way. Specifically, Flight Instructor."

"What do you love?"

"Oh you mean other than...never mind...um I am passionate about Potions. I think I'll take Uncle Sev's job."

"Um Headmaster or Dungeon Bat?" Harry smirked. Draco rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Headmaster Malfoy...hmm, it does have a nice ring to it don't you think?" Harry just sighed and rolled his eyes. He looked over his choices and sighed. In all honesty, he was growing a little tired of flying after the Snitch, he loved flying but not as a career. He did enjoy teaching and he wanted to help people. As a teacher, Harry would educate and prepare the future witches and wizards against dark stuff and the like. As a healer, he would help those who were broken and anyone else who'd come his way. Both sounded good but he couldn't decide then and there. He had his own healing to consider.

"Draco, I can't decide right now, honestly, I'm too fucked up at the moment." He looked up as the blonde chuckled.

"You're not fucked up, you've just been through a seven year hell. Plus you discovered some people you've cared for didn't care about you at all. Hell if it had been me, all hell would've broke loose." Harry was about to say something when a house elf appeared and bowed.

"Master, there be a Ms. Granger at the gates." Both men looked at each other before Draco ordered the elf to escort her to the parlor in where he would see her. Harry got up and was about to tend to the table of the remnants of their meal when Draco held his shaking hands.

"Harry, we don't have to see her if it bothers you. I can send her away if you'd like." Harry shook his head and sighed.

"No, I'd like to see her. To see how she really is." Draco nodded in understanding and approval before holding his arm out. The gesture made Harry smile and snicker a bit before lacing his arm through. The blond smiled and escorted Harry to the parlor where Hermoine was waiting for them. She stood up and smiled at them.

"Draco, thank you for seeing me, how are you Harry?"

"I'm confused and angry and I just want to kick some serious ass." Harry said with a growl. "Hermoine, Draco told me what happened while I was out of it. Is..."

"Harry, I'm sorry, but he was telling you the truth. Ronald, Mr and Mrs. Weasely, Percy, Ginny, they were paid to befriend you. After the fight between him and Ronald, Draco had him removed from your room and brought you here to Malfoy Manor. He wouldn't allow anyone, not even his own mother disturb you. He tended to you himself and we owled a lot about how you were doing. McGonagall became headmistress and Nev's Professor Sprout's apprentice. Charlie is working with Hagrid. I'm working with Professor Flitwick. Luna is doing Divination, Blaize is doing Ancient Runes, Oliver's becoming Flight Instructor, Padma's becoming a Healer..."

"Aw damn there goes my fantasy!" Draco groaned, causing Harry to blush and hit him with a cushion.

"Shut it you sick fuck!" He said with a fierce blush while Draco had a teasing grin. Hermoine watched them and blinked. So that's why he wanted Harry...how long has he...loved him? They were flirting without realizing it. Well, Draco knows but Harry's a bit clueless! The three of them had a nice visit until Harry had a thought.

"What happened to Grimmauld Place?"

"I took care of it babe don't worry." Draco said, sending another blush to Harry's cheeks. Hermoine smiled at them, they were so cute.

"Draco made sure no one bothered with your house or your vaults. Harry, in short, Draco took control over everything in your stead. Ronald was furious and demanded why the control wasn't given to him. In a way, Draco's your next of kin."

"How's that?"

"Because his mother was a Black. You're Lord Black because Sirius named you his Heir. If he hadn't, everything pertaining to the Black name and fortune as well as the Black Lordship would've gone to Draco." Hermoine said. Harry saw Draco nodding in agreement.

"What about Andromeda?"

"It could've gone to her as well but again, they recognize the direct male descendant. Again, that's Draco."

"But it also falls to you babe." Draco added. "Your grandmother was also a Black. Dorea Potter née Black."

"So we're related?"

"Not directly."

"Harry, in the Wizarding World, inter marriages are not frowned upon. They believed that's what kept their bloodlines pure."

"That's kind of weird and a bit gross."

"Harry, how do you feel toward Draco?"

"Not as an immediate family member. I mean, I...I have desires..." At this the blond perked up, curiousity clear on his face. Harry blushed and looked away shyly. Hermoine smiled. It was too adorable.

"Harry could I have a word with Draco for a moment?"

"Yea, I am a bit hungry still. I'll go raid the kitchen." Harry left, unaware of the blonde admiring his backside. Hermoine cleared her throat and directed the Lord's attention.

"Draco, how long have you...this isn't a game isn't it?"

"I'll say since third year and no this is not a game."

"Have you told him?"

"Oh sure, just go up to him and say by the way I'm head over heels in love with you and I just want to pound you into the mattress for the rest of our lives, that'll go real smooth." Hermoine blushed scarlet at the declaration, luckily Harry didn't hear that.

"Well, it's best to take it slow. He's been through so much already. He needs a lot of healing and love and patience. I know you can give all that to him." Draco looked at her and nodded.

"I'm not going to drag him to a Healer if he doesn't want it. He has to want it then we will go from there."

"Hey, what are you two talking about?"

"You. Harry, are you willing to see a Healer if you need one?"

"You're not forcing me?" Harry asked, his emerald eyes blinking. Draco smiled and shook his head.

"No, I don't believe in forcing anyone into anything. This will be your choice babe."

"Will you go with me Draco?" Harry asked. Draco smiled softly and held Harry's hands in his.

"If you really want me to, of course I'll go with you. Shall I book an appointment for you?" At Harry's nod, Draco excused himself and left Harry with Hermoine.

"Harry, are you..."

"I'll be just fine Hermoine." Harry said softly as he watched Draco make the arrangements. "I'll be just fine."

I know me and my short Cliffhangers. More to come!