Come What May
Chapter Three
AN: I am so sorry for the delay in updating. I was un-expectantly called away on work. My boss can be a little demanding, suffice to say I have been abroad for the last few weeks. Completely boring stuff such as meetings and general dogs-bodying, but I guess everyone has to make a living. I only had the company laptop with me which meant I was unable to get anything written. But I am back now, a little jet lagged but typing away.
The meal went surprisingly well, Draco managed to engage in some small talk with Harry and Lyle seemed to be getting on well with Abbey. But Draco was not stupid; he did not miss the look of panic that simmered deep within those emerald orbs as he looked across at his ex lover.
Harry may have changed over the years but he could still never make his eyes tell the lies his body and his mouth tried to portray.
He wondered just what his mother had said to cause such tension in the other man. If he had been in any doubt before in relation to the claims Harry made about his mother, they had most assuredly been washed away after hearing the vicious words he managed to catch. Narcissa was a bitch and Draco had every intention of making her pay for what she had put both himself and Harry though.
"Would you like some apple pie Draco?"
Harry's soft voice cut him from his train of thought and he nodded in response. He did not trust himself to speak at the moment, his thoughts were angry and harsh and he did not fully trust himself not to take it unintentionally out on Harry.
He watched as the smaller man set about collecting plates, every movement was precise and well practiced…he never knew that Harry that could be so domesticated.
A faint smell of vanilla and cinnamon instantly set his mouth watering; a piece of pie was placed in front of him coupled with a single scoop of vanilla ice-cream. Smiling he picked up his spoon and set about tasting more of Harry's culinary delights.
The pastry was fluffy and sinful, the filling instantly melting on his tongue. The heat of the pie contrasted greatly with the coldness of the ice-cream, the mixed flavour tantalised his taste buds and he let out an appreciative moan as he savoured the mouthful. A pang of sadness hit him when he realised that he could have sampled this every night had his mother not taken it upon herself to interfere in his life.
"Daddy makes the best apple pie, I tried once but it didn't turn out so good."
Draco regarded his daughter as she chatted easily about her lack of culinary skills. He noted that she ate with the same mannerisms that he himself possessed, Lyle was like his mother in many ways but Abbey she was the model of what he himself had been like at her age…the only difference being she had not endured what he had at the hands of a parent.
Finally once desert was finished Harry began the task of cleaning the table, he gave instructions for everyone to go into the living room with the promise that he would join them once he had finished his cleaning.
Draco was not stupid and he knew that Harry was putting off the inevitable. He frowned at the thought; it had been Harry's own idea for him and Lyle to come tonight. Harry had been the one to take the first step towards telling Abbey the truth about her parentage…Draco really hoped that he wasn't having second thoughts about it now.
He chided himself for being so selfish, Harry was about to confess that he had kept a truth from his daughter…obviously he was finding such a prospect hard to deal with. But he had offered to come clean so to speak, naturally he would be shaky about everything but Draco had faith that Harry would follow through with what he planned to do.
Sinking gracefully onto the sofa he crossed one leg over the other and watched his son and his daughter interact. It was easy to see which mannerisms she had picked up from Harry; she had Harry's easy going nature and his habit of talking animatedly with his hands. She also toyed with the ends of her hair, the act made Draco smile as he remembered a young Harry nervously toying with his hair.
Finally Harry came into the room, judging by the flecks of water on his t-shirt he had been doing the washing up. Draco frowned and shifted forward; he should have offered to help.
"Don't worry about it" Harry stated softly sitting down next to him. Draco arched a brown at him and the other man flushed at his still apparently good ability at reading Draco so well, it had always been that way even before they had gotten involved.
Anticipating that Harry would be the one to start the conversation Draco crossed one leg elegantly over the other again and remained silent. He did not want to push the other man; a part of him understood why Harry was so apprehensive. He was about to tell his daughter the one secret he had kept from her for so long, Draco knew that were the roles reversed he too would be anxious.
"Abbey…sweetheart" Harry's voice was soft and there was no mistaking the slight tremor to it.
Abbey turned to regard her father; her face was lit up by a beautiful smile from talking excitedly with Lyle. Draco could see so much of Harry in his daughter, his heart constricted within his chest at seeing the perfection he had helped bring into fruition.
"Yes daddy" she responded. Her head was cocked to one side, the action made Draco smile for in that one motion he saw himself as a youth…inquisitive and curious to the core.
"There is something…that is to say…well…erm" Harry's voice had begun to flounder. Draco rightly noted the panic laced within it, he so wanted to help him with the words that would not come. But this would be done at the smaller mans pace; he offered Harry an encouraging smile when his ex-lover chanced a panicked glance in his direction.
Taking a few deep breaths Harry managed to compose him self and turned once again to address his daughter.
"There is something I need to tell you" he finally managed to get out. Draco mentally applauded the raven haired man; obviously Harry still had that Gryffindor courage that he had so been famed for in their Hogwarts days.
Abbey's face immediately shifted to one of concern.
Quicker than Draco could blink his daughter had moved to kneel in front of Harry. She clasped the raven haired mans shaking hands in her smaller ones and gave them a small squeeze. The action made pride swell within Draco's chest; she was so beyond her years…so very in tune with Harry's fragility.
"You can tell me anything daddy" she whispered, that beautiful smile had returned and her face looked so open and so earnest.
Suddenly as though unable to take the enormity of what he needed to do…Harry broke down. A ragged sob broke free from his lips and he gathered his daughter to him, Draco wanted to take the smaller man in his arms and sooth him. But he knew that for this Harry needed to rely on his own strength, a strength that Draco did not doubt at all.
He watched as Harry's hands carded through their daughters blonde locks, how she did not make the outrageous noises she had previously. She merely listening to Harry's whispered rambles and returned her fathers embrace, showing him with her actions that she was giving him the time to compose himself.
"Father?"
Draco turned to acknowledge his son; Lyle seemed skittish and unsure of the situation. Giving him a warm smile he inclined his head, it was this small motion that told his son that everything was fine…that he had nothing to worry about.
Obviously trusting the judgement of his father Lyle remained silent, his eyes drawn back to the scene that was slowly unfolding.
"Please don't hate me sweetheart, I don't think I could bear it if you hated me" Harry whispered against Abbey's hair. She shook her head in response to this and Draco caught the slight reflection of tears in her gaze.
"Please daddy, tell me what's wrong…I love you daddy, I would never hate you" her voice was soothing. Draco silently commended her for it, he made a movement towards them but Harry's head whipped up and the look in his eyes stilled him…they were determined if somewhat pained.
"I lied to you my darling…I lied to you about your father" the words were finally choked out.
Abbey stilled, she lifted her head to look at her father and Draco felt his heart stop for just a moment. But she merely continued to look at Harry, her gaze begging him to follow on from the words that had practically tumbled from his lips.
"I was afraid, too afraid to let him know that I had you…a beautiful darling girl that I denied him the right of knowing" now that Harry had found his courage the words were coming thick and fast, each one choked from his lips in a sobbed and heart wrenching confession.
Draco understood that Harry was not only bearing the truth for his daughter, but also for Draco himself…the sentiment caused him to smile slightly.
"I let another person manipulate me into cutting him from your life. I allowed a poisonous and very vindictive woman to blind me to the truth that I should have told him from the beginning."
A slow apprehension seemed to be dawning on Abbey's face, Draco could have sworn she flicked a quick glance his way but he could not be so sure.
"But then he finally found out about you, not in the way that I had hoped but then I guess I couldn't hold off fate for long. He was angry; I couldn't blame him really being that I had kept something so vital from him…but I had my reasons."
Draco's thoughts briefly switched to Narcissa and he fought the urge to snarl.
"But I knew that the time had come sweetheart, that I had to stop being so selfish. I only hope that you can forgive me, that you will realise that I only had your best interests at heart" Harry's voice was wavering again now. Draco wanted so badly to clasp his hand; however he knew the gesture would not be welcome…not just now.
Abbey tightened her grip on her father's hand, her gaze softened when Harry looked directly up at her. Draco smiled inwardly, Harry did not need to beg his daughters forgiveness…it was obvious she would adore him still, that forgiveness was not needed.
"So I guess its time I was honest for once, to tell you what you truly deserve to know" Harry finally said and he turned to regard Draco…there was a small smile pulling at his lips and when he next spoke there was no hesitancy in his voice.
"Abbey I would like you to meet your father…Draco Malfoy."
Harry stared at his reflection for a long time, he was unsure as to how long he had sat at on his bed just staring. Tonight had been draining to say the least, but at last he felt as though an unknown peace had settled on his soul…Abbey knew the truth and she did not hate him for it.
He had not yet told her of Narcissa, had not fully made her aware of his reasons for keeping Draco away. She had absorbed enough for one night and Harry did not want to overload her with everything at once.
He had left her speaking with Draco and retired to his room, a part of him knew that she would want to speak with her father alone and vice versa.
Flopping backwards onto his bed he regarding the ceiling as though it was the most fascinating thing he had seen. He was still apprehensive over the whole Narcissa issue; he doubted that he had heard the last of the Malfoy matriarch…in all the lies she had spouted one thing was very true.
She made a deadly enemy.
A small scuffling noise had Harry sitting up abruptly. Turning his attention to the doorway he smiled at a very timid looking Lyle, obviously Draco's son also had had a lot to absorb this evening but it would seem that like Harry had he too understood his fathers and his half-sisters need to be alone.
"May I come in?" he asked shyly.
Harry smiled and patted the space on the bed next to him in invitation. Lyle smiled hesitantly and settled himself next to Harry. He absently worried his index finger on his left hand with his right and Harry smiled…Draco had the same habit.
"So I guess you're the person my father used to speak about" his voice was soft and questioning. Unsure as to what Draco had said Harry waited for Lyle to expand on what he had said before responding.
"He told me about a lover that he had during his last year at Hogwarts, said that he didn't really love my mother. I always wondered what you would be like…I can see why father liked you, you're a nice person Harry" Lyle blushed slightly as he spoke.
Harry had no idea that Draco had spoken to his son about him.
"Did you love my father?" Lyle asked hesitantly. His eyes were searching when he looked up at Harry, it was almost as though he were trying to find the answer to a question he was unsure to ask…as though Harry's face contained the answer he needed.
Settling back against the cushions of his bed Harry pondered the question. It wasn't the problem that he had loved Draco…the problem was that he still did, for all the years they had spent apart Harry could not recall a time were he had never loved the blonde.
"Draco is probably the first and only person I have ever loved" Harry finally stated. His voice was soft yet laced with emotion, even to someone as young as Lyle he doubted that there was no denying the feeling in those words.
Lyle was silent for a moment; he seemed to be thinking intently. Harry used the silence to study the child…he looked very different from Abbey; there was much of his mother in him. But for all his looking like Katrina there was no mistaking that the child was a Malfoy. He may have been shy but the way he held himself was the same as Draco had, the same way Abbey sometimes did.
He had dark hair, a deep chestnut colour much like Katrina's had been in the many pictures he had seen of her. But his skin was as pale as alabaster just like Draco's and his eyes although blue had flecks on grey in them when you looked upon him in a certain light.
He really wanted Draco's son to like him, wanted to be able to get along with him. Judging from how comfortably he sat with him and the words he had spoken, Harry doubted he would have much problem in Lyle liking him…the main problem was Draco and where they went from their current situation.
"I think father still loves you Harry" Lyle whispered. The words were so quiet that Harry was uncertain that he had heard correctly.
Smiling he reached out and ruffled Lyle's hair. His smile widened when he did not have the usual outraged response the action usually brought from Abbey and even Draco. Lyle was a cute kid.
"May I please go to my room Harry? I'm feeling tired now" Lyle asked. Harry chuckled, obviously Malfoy etiquette was installed in Malfoy children at a young age…even though Abbey was part Malfoy she was obviously not as timidly polite as Lyle. It was refreshing.
"Of course you may…and thank you very much for speaking with me Lyle" Harry responded warmly. Lyle merely inclined his head and silently left the room. Harry stared at the empty doorway for sometime; finally he once again turned to regard his reflection in the mirror. It did not look as haggard as it had before.
Lyle had said that Draco still loved him. He wondered what Draco had done to give his son such an assumption, if it was from talking about the past alone then Lyle could have been wrong. Talking of happy memories could cause the illusion of prolonged feeling…he really didn't want to read too much into it.
Sighing he raked a hand through his hair.
But what if what Lyle had said was true? What if Draco did love him still…it was possible right? Groaning he flung himself backwards onto his pillow and ran his hands tiredly over his face. He had to stop torturing himself, Draco was involved in his life again for the sake of their daughter and that was all. Thinking along the lines of anything else would inevitably cause him pain.
But oh how he wanted it to be true.
He still wanted Draco with an intensity that had not dulled over the years. It was frightening to discover that his love for the blonde had not dimmed, if anything it had only deepened.
Narcissa and her threats were nothing compared to the thought that Draco may still care for him.
Turning on his side he hugged his knees to his chest. Draco had done nothing to show that he still loved Harry, true he had comforted and defended him…but friends did that for each other did they not. He was not so foolish as to think that Draco felt anything other than a friendly affection for him as the father of his child.
"Daddy."
Abbey suddenly stepped into his line of sight, unfolding himself he made to sit up but she crawled onto the bed next to him. Snuggling her smaller body into his own and resting her head against his shoulder, he automatically reached up to stroke her hair. God how he loved her, his beautiful child with such a big heart…such a forgiving nature.
"Draco…I mean father and I have finished speaking now, I think he was going to come and talk to you but I persuaded him to go to bed" she said at last. He smiled in response; it was obvious that she had understood his need to compose himself before he spoke with Draco again.
"Is everything ok?" to anyone listening the question would have sounded like he was asking if everything went ok between Abbey and her father. But like he had known she would Harry knew that Abbey understood what he was really asking, he was subtly asking his daughter if everything was ok between them.
"Everything is fine daddy; I'm just a little dazed over everything that's happened…I mean I gained a father and a half brother all in the space of a few hours." Her voice was an amused chuckle; he should have known that she would make the best of the situation.
"I know that you had your reasons daddy, I don't expect you to tell me right away but I'm glad I know who my father is" Abbey finally conceded. She lifted her face to offer him a small smile and kissed his cheek
Hugging her smaller body close to him Harry closed his eyes and just inhaled the scent of her. She was still here, she hadn't shouted at him and she certainly didn't look as though she wanted to leave their home. It would seem that in the long run everything would turn out fine; they would always have each other.
"Have you thought about what you and father are going to do now?" she asked after a while.
"I guess that the future is something that Draco and I will have to discuss later, I know that he will want to be part of your life from now on. I guess we'll work something out" he replied.
Smiling at his words Abbey wiggled from his grasp and slipped off the bed. Bending down she kissed him on his forehead and used Harry's own action against him, she ruffled his hair affectionately.
"I love you daddy, I know that you and father will work something out. I'm rather tired now so I think I'll go to bed now, night daddy" and with one gentle squeeze of his hand she was heading out the room, her steps confident and sure…so much like her father.
"Goodnight sweetheart" he whispered just as the door closed softly behind her.
In the darkness her leaving had left, Harry pondered just what he would say to Draco in the morning. They would have to work out a schedule between them so that Abbey could spend as much time with the blonde as she wanted. With the implementation of muggle technology with wizarding technology he could buy his daughter her own mobile, she would be free to call Draco whenever she wanted.
But for the time being he was tired. The day had exhausted him, Draco, Narcissa and her threats, his confession to his daughter and the anxiousness of the future. It was too much for one day…for now he would sleep and worry about what needed to be done in the morning.
Sighing he stood and went about preparing himself for bed and trying his best to ignore the fact that Draco would sleeping in a room not too far from his own.
Huffing in annoyance Draco shifted and tried to get comfortable.
For the first time in a long while he was unable to find the blissful abandon that was sleep. It was as though he was teetering on the edge, but he was unable to take those perilous steps towards total oblivion…it was frustrating.
He knew why of course, his body was acutely aware that Harry was sleeping under the same roof. Frowning he flung an arm over his eyes and resisted the urge to groan, Lyle was sleeping peacefully enough next to him and he didn't want his constant fidgeting to wake his son.
Deciding that sleep just wasn't going to come no matter how long he lay there Draco untangled himself from the covers. Slowly so as not to wake Lyle he slipped from the bed and tip-toed silently from the room.
Once the door had closed behind him he leaned back against it. Closing his eyes he resisted the temptation to bang his head against the solid wood, he doubted that the pain the act would bring would make him feel any better…but it would take his mind from a different type of pain he was contending with.
All these years he had thought that Harry had fallen out of love with him. He remembered how he had cried to not only his father but his mother as well, he could easily recall how sympathetic she had been, how she had done her best to comfort him……and how she had subtly organised his acceptance of wedding Katrina.
To find that she had lied so easily to his face, it was a bitter pill to swallow.
But the one thing he promised himself was that his mother would not hurt Harry or his daughter. He would be damned before he let the manipulative little bitch get her way again, she may have been a powerful figure but Draco had his own contacts not to mention the support he would get from his father.
Oh yes, come hell or high water Narcissa Malfoy would rue the day she ever thought to meddle in his life. She may have been his mother but that did not give her the right to control his future, he doubted he had heard the last of her but he would be ready for whatever hit she decided to throw.
A visit to his father would be in order, he wanted to tell him about his beautiful granddaughter and also what his mother had done. With his father involved his mother would find it difficult to get close to him…whatever opinion she had once held of her no longer mattered. She had chosen her path and now she had to live with the consequences.
Now all that mattered was what happened from now on, what he planned to do with his life now that he was free of its confined. He had nobody to answer to but himself, no choices forced upon him and the freedom to make his own.
He had taken his life back and now he planned to live it his own way.
He was unaware that during his ponderings he had moved, but blinking rapidly he found himself outside a closed bedroom door. The pounding in his heart and the sudden clammy feeling in his hands told him exactly who the room belonged to…it was Harry's.
He watched with a sort of detached fascination as his hand reached out for the door handle, how his fingers gripped it and slowly opened the door seemingly of their own accord. With a slight push the door opened, taking a deep breath Draco stepped inside the room silently and closed the door behind him.
The click it made sounded almost deafening but nothing stirred within the room.
Harry had always been a heavy sleeper, even in his Hogwarts days he had slept like the dead…save for the nightmares. Draco was not surprised that his entrance had not woken the raven haired man; slowly he made his way forward until he was standing next to the bed, his eyes drinking in the sight of its peacefully sleeping occupant.
There was no light in the room save for the dull moonlight that filtered through the blinds.
The pale light cast half of Harry's face in shadow, in his sleep all the worry had drained from his features. One hand was nestled under his chin, the fingers curled against the top of the sheets. It leant a look of vulnerability to Harry that instantly caught Draco on the raw, Harry was just so undeniably gorgeous and the most appealing part of his allure was that Harry was totally unaware of just how beautiful he was.
Slowly he reached out and smoothed back a stray lock of raven hair, the action had been light but dark lashes fluttered and finally opened. Sleepy green orbs looked up at him, realisation dawned on Harry's face and even in the dark Draco could tell that a flush had stained the other mans pale cheeks.
They stayed like that for a long time, merely staring at one another. Then Harry reached up his hand and touched the one Draco had not yet pulled away, the touch was electrifying and it took Draco sheer strength of will not to react to it.
A want so deep and so intense had taken hold of him; it coiled low in his belly like a serpent waiting to strike. Just seeing Harry like he was now, looking so innocent, so blatantly submissive caused a slow ache in his heart and a fire in his veins. Nobody would affect him mind, body and soul the way that Harry could and he doubted nobody else would.
"Draco" Harry whispered.
He had been fine when it had been silent, even the touch he had been able to endure. But hearing Harry whisper his name that way, easily able to hear the slight hint of longing that laced it…the fine threads of his control finally snapped. What was he but a man, and men could only endure so much…if Harry had expected him to remain aloof that he presumed far too much.
With an almost feral growl he grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him into a sitting position. Using his free hand to cup the back of Harry's neck he leaned down and captured those tantalising lips. Heat pooled through every pore of his body and then Harry was pulling him down and his mind went blank.
Pushing the sheets out the way Draco was pleased to note that Harry wore only a pair of sleep pants. The top half of his body was blessedly free of clothing, Draco pulled back to look over the impressively defined contours before reaching down and fastening his lips onto Harry's exposed neck. Harry arched up against him in response and a breathy groan escaped him.
The sound went straight to Draco's groin.
With a nimbleness that surprised him self it was easy to divest Harry of his limited clothing, he revelled in the eager fingers that reached out to rid him of his own sleepwear. Finally they were both naked and Draco couldn't remember a time when he had felt such passionate desire…except during his time at Hogwarts.
Harry's fingers were almost shy as they danced over his skin, reacquainting themselves with long forgotten yet easily remembered contours. Draco himself was revelling in the dips and curves of the body beneath him that he had at one point known as intimately as his own.
"Draco" Harry panted; he grabbed his face in his hands and pulled him up roughly for a kiss. Their lips fused hungrily and Draco growled low in his throat, god he had missed this, missed the totally all consuming heat that Harry had always made him feel. Most of all he had missed making love to the one person who he had let into his heart, the one person who fitted with his body as though he was made to be there.
"Tell me if you don't want this Harry, because if it carries on for much longer I don't think I can stop" Draco finally said his words whispered on a ragged breath. He looked down into the hooded eyes that looked up at him with total abandon; even if it killed him he would stop this if Harry asked him to.
Blindly Harry reached out to the side of him, Draco was confused until he felt a small tube being pushed into his hand…Harry had given him lube.
"I trust you Dray…please…I need you."
The emotion in Harry's voice was Draco's total undoing, coating his fingers generously he latched on to Harry's neck again and bit down in a way his lover had always liked. Harry's reaction was breathy and his fingers raked down Draco's back…they would most definitely leave marks.
Licking a trail from his bit mark to Harry's ear Draco slowly slipped one finger inside the smaller mans body…he growled triumphantly as Harry bucked against his hand.
He was painfully hard and wanted nothing more than to grab Harry's frantically moving hips and slip inside him. But he knew he wasn't going to last so he wanted to prolong this as best he could.
Kissing those panting lips again a second finger slipped inside, then a third. Slowly he stretched Harry and when his lover's eyes widened and his breath hitched against his lips he knew that he had found that special spot guaranteed to make his lover tremble.
"Please Draco…I need you inside me now" Harry begged, his voice sounded slightly incoherent.
Slipping his fingers from Harry's delicious entrance he used what was left of the lube to smother his aching erection. He could feel Harry's own need hard against his belly and his breathing quickened. God he wasn't going to last but be damned if he could resist the begging words that fell from those pretty lips.
Slowly he pressed the head of his cock against Harry's tight ring of muscles and gently pushed forward…he wanted to take this slow so as not to hurt his lover. But t appeared that Harry had other ideas as to how he wanted this to go.
The smaller man raised his hips and lifted his legs his ankles locking, Draco could feel the smooth muscles against his hips and shuddered…god it felt so good. Harry was totally submitting to him yet still controlling some of how he wanted things to play out. Using the position Harry pulled Draco forward and fully into him. Reaching up he breathed softly into Draco's ear, using his hands to keep him raised.
"I'm not made of glass Draco and I won't break…make love to me Dray, pound me into this mattress until I can't remember anything but what you're doing to me." The words were whispered but intense, and falling back against the pillows Harry once again lifted his hips and raised his hands to grip the rails above his head…his eyes set a challenge that Draco was more than ready to accept.
Harry wanted it fast, and so Harry would have it fast.
With grunt Draco pulled out and slammed back in, Harry's head rolled back and his mouth opened to let out a long low groan. Growling in response to Harry's total abandon he increased his pace, pounding into the willing body beneath him.
God it felt so good, Harry was tight and hot and totally eager beneath him. The smaller mans whole body came to life as Draco moved within it; this was what he missed on the lonely nights. The moments were Harry would give up total control and shatter beneath him, where they shattered for each other. He hadn't planned on this, but he had wanted it, oh he had wanted it with everything he had in him.
Using one hand to brace him self against the mattress as he adjusted the angle just so he could hit Harry's sweet spot he reached down and grasped his lover's so far unattended erection. Harry moaned as Draco began to pump it in time with his thrusts…the sounds hit Draco's dominating side and he increased both his thrusts and the speed of his hand.
"God Draco…so close…please" Harry panted.
Harry's skin was glistening and his body arched. Lowering himself Draco captured Harry's lips once again with his own and swallowed the moan that his lover had been just about to release…god he didn't think he would ever see a more beautiful sight or hear a more perfect sound.
Molten fire was pooling low in his belly and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. Harry was bucking wildly into his hand, meeting him thrust for thrust and Draco knew that his lover too was almost nearing completion.
Then Harry was moaning and Draco felt liquid heat upon his hand, nails raked down his back and he hissed against Harry's lips at the slight sting they caused. Harry's muscles contracted around him and he knew that this was it…he was going to cum.
Lifting his head he looked down at those passionate eyes, those beautiful lips…the face that had haunted him since its exit from his life. Even if Harry didn't want to pursue anything he would have this one perfect night to keep him going for the rest of his life…then Harry's lips were moving and he strived to hear the words over the blood roaring in his ears.
"I love you Dray" Harry whispered and then Draco's world exploded as orgasm slammed through him.
Well it's my first love scene so to speak…probably not very good but hey things get better with practice. I think just one more chapter after this one unless you all think it should be otherwise…you never know! I'm actually kind of pleased how this chapter came out; I hope that you all enjoyed it. Next we'll have the reaction to what happened here, after all it was very intense and uncontrolled. Hmm wonder how they'll feel come morning, only my muse knows lol. Once again here come the thanks to all my lovely reviewers;
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Lisa14: Well Draco can be very timely. Hope that you liked this one, and thank you for the review.
grey satin cloak: Blushes thanks for the compliment. I hope that you liked this chapter, probably not as long but hopefully just as enjoyable.
acuteparanoia: Thanks for the review and here's that update you wanted.
brighid's flame: Sorry bout the delay in the update, thanks for the review and I hope that you liked the update.
JinxyKat: Thanks for the review, so glad that you liked it.
Mystiksnake: Here's the more you were waiting for, thank you for reviewing. Hope you liked the chapter.
DBZfanalways: Yep I totally agree, Mrs. Malfoy is a very bit bitty…especially in my story! Hope you enjoyed the chapter.
musehic: Sorry the update wasn't as soon as I'd have hoped. Thanks for reviewing and hope you continue to enjoy.
JadeAshes: Oh yeah, I think Narcissa's job in life is to try and keep Harry and Draco apart…not on my watch at any rate. Glad you're enjoying the story, hope you liked the talk. Thanks for reviewing.
txcalbud: Yeah Harry is definitely a stand up for himself kind of guy, I highly doubt he's going to continue to let Narcissa have any power over him. I hope that your enjoying my story and that you liked the new chapter…yeah I didn't intend for it to be long when I started…it may change but who knows.
Rene-Quest: Glad that your liking it so far, sorry it took so long to update but hopefully it doesn't disappoint.
animegurl088: Thanks a lot, hope you continue to enjoy it.
Catie Mae: Well the update is in the way, work got in the way of me getting out earlier but hopefully it was worth the wait.
Well guys hope that you enjoyed your read, hopefully it won't take me as long to get the next chapter out but my boss has been an ass lately…please review and I will do my best to get the next instalment out as soon as I can. If I've missed any of my reviewers out I sincerely apologise, and here's a thank you just in case. So thanks for reading and hopefully I'll see you all in chapter four! I think I'll call it a night since its like 2:45am...will probs post this when I get up for work. Ciao for now guys, you all rock.