Chapter 5: Retribution and Memento

Sunlight and birdsong greeted the sleeping couple and Draco eased his eyes open. He looked down and smiled at the slumbering ravenette in his arms. He remembered what the redheads said and he allowed himself an evil smirk. If there was one thing he was thankful to his father for, was the cunning Slytherin mind and the lessons in law and politics. Draco figured out early that all he was to Lucius, was a clone. At times, in private, Draco wanted to scream, yell, and maybe throw a few punches into his father's face. He didn't want to be like his father, it was bad enough that Draco was often mistaken for his father, although he was a younger and better looking as well as a bit broader version of his sire. He looked over his hair and contemplated on what to do with it. It was long, like Lucius' and the same white blonde. He scrunched up his face and picked up his wand, coloring his hair to a honey blond with strawberry blond highlights and kept the front long, chopping the ponytail. He sighed in relief as the extra hair fell and rubbed the back of his neck. Ah much better...hey this looks...

"Draco?" A sleepy voice asked from the doorway of the bathroom. He turned to see Harry blinking sleepily at him. He chuckled lightly and after vanishing the cut hair and straightening up, picked up the younger male and replaced him into bed. He shivered when he felt Harry's hands at the nape of his neck.

"Your hair..." Harry whispered as he ran his fingers through it. "I like it."

"Thanks Babe, I'm glad you approve."

"Honestly, it makes you look more...intimidating, and dangerously sexy." At this Draco chuckled darkly, leaning in for a kiss when Harry turned his face and got a kiss on the cheek.

"Sorry, morning breath." Harry whispered with a blush causing Draco to laugh.

"Oh well, since we're both awake, how about I make us some breakfast?" Harry nodded and went to the bathroom and Draco was about to do the same when Harry left and blushed.

"I forgot this was your room, I'll just...yea..." He walked out of the room and went to his room, leaving Draco to blink before getting ready. It didn't take either man to get themselves ready. Harry was playing with his own hair, which had become longer and more luxurious while he was down for the count. He was also more effeminate in features and body type. Draco felt his mouth go dry and his eyes wandered. He felt desire and he ached to hold the ravenette, to show him how much he loved him, for the rest of their days, to never let go...

"Draco, what are you thinking?" Harry asked as he watched Draco cook. The blond looked at the ravenette and smirked.

"I'm just planning a suitable revenge babe." He said honestly. "First with your relatives."

"Could we spare them? Voldemort and the Death Eaters were pretty bad news."

"Babe, I can't excuse how you were treated, even with all that happened with the War. Besides, I'm going to get them where it hurts. They love money dont they?"

"Yes they do. Uncle Vernon works at a drilling company...Draco, are you...oh that's devious!"

"Babe, you haven't seen anything yet. You see, Malfoys don't get mad, we get even."

After a delicious and pleasant breakfast, Draco dressed in his best business suit and had Harry dress in his best as well. Harry didn't go for a suit like Draco had, opting for a green button down shirt, form fitting pants and black boots with his hair In a high ponytail. Draco felt his mouth go dry again and he smirked.

"Tease." He chuckled as he was about to do his tie. Harry smiled and took the tie out of the blond's hands and did it himself with practiced ease. Their hands touched when the tie was finished and Harry made sure Draco's lapels were straightened and the tie in place. Draco was dressed to kill, the suit being a smoky gray, with the tie, vest, and kerchief being amethyst in color with a silver dragon on the clip. The shoes were black and mirror shined. The cuff links were platinum, diamond and amethyst.

"I can't go green all the time." Draco said with a smile at Harry's look of hidden desire. "Look all you like babe, I know I'm gorgeous." Harry was shaken from his staring and rolled his eyes.

"Prat." He said as he pulled away and started to walk away before smirking evilly. Oh he was going to tease the hell out of the blond now. He swayed his hips and walked slowly. He heard the gulping and the appreciative sighing. Take that Dragon boy!

They apprerated to the Diagon Alley made their way to the border of the wizarding world and the muggle world, where a chauffeur was waiting with a sleek black limousine. He bowed slightly when he saw Draco.

"Lord Malfoy, your limo sir."

"Thank you," Draco replied in a business like tone which eerily reminded Harry of the other man's father. He encouraged Harry to go before him, while glaring at the chauffeur who was looking at Harry with a look he didn't approve of in the least. "And I suggest you get whatever ideas about my companion out of your mind right now before I make sure this will be the last trip you have a job with." The chauffeur's brown eyes widened and his face paled. He could tell that while Draco was young, he was powerful, resourceful, and a force not to be reckoned with. He remembered the young man's father and he knew it would a death wish if he was trifled with. Obviously, the son was no exception to the rule. He stammered an apology and after closing the door, stumbled to his own seat and drove to the destination, 4 Privet Drive.

Harry was trying not to laugh at how terrified the driver looked. Draco had a wicked sense of humor and he had no trouble using it when it was needed. The blond was reading over the files he had with him and smirked. Harry knew that smirk.

"Draco, what are you up to?" He asked carefully. Draco held up a hand for silence and took out a cellphone out of his front pocket and dialed a number. He sat back and waited. Then they heard a click.

"Gurnings, where our bits are not too small, how may I help you?" The bored tone of the secretary asked. Draco smirked again.

"Yes I would like to speak to the owner. I am interesting in buying him out."

"Is this a joke?"

"I assure you Miss I am not joking. My name is Draco Malfoy..."

"Of Malfoy Enterprises?!" The secretary squeaked. "I'll connect you right away sir." She didn't disappoint him for a man came on the phone this time.

"Mr. Malfoy, I apologize for the manner of my secretary how may I serve you sir?"

"I am interested in buying your entire company. I understand your employees will need new jobs and they all, except one, a Mr. Vernon Dursley, will be provided with such." The conversation continued and Harry was in shock. He had never seen this side of the blonde and it appealed to Harry. The business Draco was cool, suave and straight to the point. It took all of Harry's self control to not rip that cell out of the blonde's hand, kiss him senseless, rip his clothes off and beg for the blonde to fuck him senseless. Even the Boy Who Lived had his fantasies...

"Yes, it has been a pleasure sir, have a good day and thank you." Draco finished with a drawl, hanging up the call and smirking, making a note in his file. Harry played with his hair, eyes closed and Draco smirked, leaned in and gently kissed the ravenette.

"Babe, time to wake up..." Harry opened his eyes and grabbed the blonde, kissing him passionately. The blonde groaned and held Harry tightly, leaning back in his seat to have Harry straddle him. The ravenette did so, moaning as he felt how pleased the blonde was and rubbed while running his kisses down from his lips, to his jaw and to his neck.

"Oh by Merlin, Harry..." Draco moaned as he ran his hands down and cupped the firm peach shaped ass and squeezed. Harry gasped and threw his head back in pleasure. Draco growled and attacked the younger man's neck, licking, nipping and sucking. He was about to explore further when the car phone rang, interupting them. Draco growled and picked up the phone, allowing Harry to play a bit longer.

"Yes?" Draco asked sharply.

"Sir, we're approaching our destination." The driver said. Draco bit back a moan as Harry palmed his manhood and caressed him. Oh by Merlin...

"Ah, yes, thank you." Draco said hastily hanging the phone up and kissing Harry hungrily.

"Babe, we're almost there...oh god...as much as I'd love for us to...we can't right now. I promise you we will continue at a later time." Harry pouted but fixed himself up, leaving Draco to do the same. When they drove into the driveway of Harry's relatives, they were presentable once more. The car stopped and they were let out. Draco told the driver to wait for them and after handing the files over to Harry, Draco knocked on the door and waited. Harry's aunt answered the door and as soon as she saw Draco, her sour look dropped.

"Ah, sir how may I help you?"

"Ms. Petunia Dursley, I'm Draco Lucius Malfoy of Malfoy Enterprises, I'm here to speak to you and your husband and sister in law to discuss business matters. This is my assistant and you are to not speak to him or regard him unless I permit it, is that clear?"

"Yes Mr. Malfoy, please come in." Petunia said, allowing Draco and Harry to enter. She led them into the parlor and offered Draco the best airchair in the house, a handsome dark green wingback arm chair. Draco thanked her and sat down while Harry stood behind him. Petunia brought out tea and scones in which Harry whispered "Don't eat those." and waited. Petunia sat down and said that her husband and sister in law were coming shortly. Draco nodded and waited. He heard another car pull up and soon a big burly man, a heavy set boy and a robust sour looking woman came in.

"Petunia, what is Devils name is a limo doing in our driveway?" Vernon asked looking highly pissed off. The woman looked no better.

"Vernon, this is Mr. Draco Malfoy..."

"Of Malfoy Enterprises? Well this is a surprise."Vernon held out a hand but Draco waved it away.

"Forgive me Mr. Dursley but I'm highly sensitive to bullshit and false pleasantries, down to business shall we?" Draco snarled and Harry had to hide his face behind the files he was holding. Petunia turned her gaze to the assistant and was about to glare but Draco cut her off at the pass.

"I thought I made my wishes perfectly clear Mrs. Dursley." Draco said coldly. Petunia gulped and looked away but couldn't shake off the fact that the "assistant" looked familiar. Draco continued to discuss business until the house phone rang and Vernon excused himself. Draco hid a smirk while Harry hid behind the files. Vernon returned to them, red faced.

"I was fired. My company was bought out."

"Yes, it was so easy to do so." Draco drawled examining his nails. "Your former employer was quite eager to be rid of it. It will not remain as is, for I have other plans for that property. Oh and this house and the school, Smeltings, will also be seized. As well as your business and assets Ms. Dursley." He said looking at Marge who was as pissed as her brother. "You may leave quietly or be escorted out. Although, for dignity's sake you will choose the latter. You have one hour. After that you will be removed. Have a good day, come assistant, we have much to do." Draco walked out, with Harry following, his shoulders shaking. He let go when they were in the limo, laughing so hard his ribs hurt. Draco alowed himself a small chuckle. The driver looked at Draco and waited.

"Godric's Hollow." He ordered. The driver nodded and was off. Harry dared a look at what had been his childhood home and bid it a silent goodbye. He would never see it or his horrible relatives again.

They made it to Godric's Hollow by sunset. The Driver let them out and again Draco ordered him to wait. Harry led the way this time, making his way to the home he was born in and tried not to cry. It had fallen into more ruin. Draco looked it over and sighed. They were in the place where it all began for Harry. He also saw the graves. It was then that Draco knew what to turn this place into.

"Babe, I have to ask you something."

"Sure, what is it?"

"Would you prefer your home be rebuilt or a memorial garden?" Draco asked. "It can be dedicated not only to the ones you've lost, but all the lives lost in the War. What do you think?"

"I think that's a great idea. And the graves won't be disturbed. Yes, let's do it!" Draco nodded and made a quick call. He stayed on it for a good five minutes before hanging up and smiling.

"All right, we'll meet with the contractor next week. Why don't you say hello to your loved ones before we leave? I'll be right over here." Harry smiled and kissed the blond chastely on the lips before doing so. Draco turned and examined the ruins and something gleaming caught his eye. He made his way toward it and carefully removed the debris away. It was a crystal and platinum broach with a Phoenix encircling a lily. The Lily was made of mother of pearl, opal and diamond, with bits of gold on the top. The Phoenix was of beautiful blood red crystal with bits of onyx and Emerald. It was a beautifully crafted piece. Draco wrapped it up carefully and pocketed it. He had a feeling there was a story behind the jewel. He turned just in time to see Harry.

"Ok, we can go. Thank you for this Draco."

"My pleasure, now where to?"

"Dinner, I'm starved." Harry said wistfully and Draco smiled and escorted him back to the limo.

"As you wish."

Next up, confronting the Weasels.