Oh so I know it's been like over a year since I last updated and I'm really sorry, but I got side tracked and stuff. Thanks to all the people who have reviewed, and I hope all you guys are still reading this.
Chapter 40: Homecoming
The two boys emerged from the airport, out into a crisp English afternoon, and Harry was surprised when Draco grabbed his hand and pulled him towards a huge, black town car with blacked out windows. A short, stout man dressed in a black chauffer's uniform with matching hat came to meet them and took the suitcases from both Draco and Harry.
"Welcome back to England, Master Malfoy," he mumbled, with an accent that Harry had only ever heard from Parker on vintage Thunderbirds DVDs.
"Hello Ken," Draco replied. "Harry, this is Ken, my mother's driver. Ken, this is Harry Potter, my boyfriend."
If the middle aged English man was at all surprised by Draco's annunciation of his new found sexuality, he didn't show it, and simply responded, "Good afternoon, Master Potter."
Ken opened the back door of the town car, and Draco ushered Harry in, before sliding on to the black leather seat of the car. As the car began to move, Draco rested his head in Harry's lap, while the dark haired boy stared out the window in wonder. His green eyes sparkled as he took in sites he had never seen before. Draco smiled softly, unable to believe he was taking his boyfriend home to meet his mum. He'd never even taken girls home to meet his mum.
As usual, Draco's short attention span got the better of him, and he sat up, positioning himself in Harry's lap and kissing his neck and ear lobe.
"Master Potter. I quite like that," he murmured, his hot breath tickling Harry's ear.
Harry rolled his eyes, not moving his gaze from the outside scenery. "That's because you have a submissive element about you, Dray."
Draco snorted, now kissing along the other boy's jaw line. "Hardly."
"If you say so," Harry muttered, clearly sidetracked.
Clearly feeling unappreciated, Draco bounced up and down on Harry's thighs. "Pay me some attention, Harry," he whined, sounding not unlike Harry's younger sister.
Harry chuckled and tore his gaze away the window to smile sweetly at his childish boyfriend. He stroked Draco's prominent cheekbone with his thumb, and twined his fingers through the soft, blond hair at the nape of his neck. He pulled Draco down to place a soft kiss on his pale, pink lips.
"Happier?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Much," responded Draco, with a self satisfied smile on his face.
Harry had drifted off to sleep about half way through the car journey, his head resting on Draco's shoulder; his hand grasping the blond's tightly, something which Draco had come to realise Harry always did when he was asleep. As his mother's house got closer and closer, the nerves began to build up in Draco, a nervous tingling in his stomach making his heart and his breathing speed up. When the mansion came in to view, and the car crunched up the gravel drive, Draco gently shook Harry awake, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.
"Wake up, Har, we're here."
Harry stretched himself out and yawned, rubbing his eyes and blinking blearily at the house. "Wow!"
Draco chuckled. "Something like that. Come on."
The dark haired boy's amazement only grew when the huge front door was opened by an aging, silver haired man, dressed in a black suit, who, in the same way Ken had done, greeted them with, "Welcome home, Master Malfoy. Good afternoon, Master Potter."
"Harry, this is George."
"Hello George," said Harry, clearly baffled.
Suddenly, a shriek came from upstairs, and a small woman with long, blonde hair flew down the stairs, and enveloped both Harry and Draco in a bone crushing hug, with strength that belied her slender frame.
"Harry, this is my mum, Narcissa Malfoy. Mum, this is Harry Potter," introduced Draco, the height of good manners, though his voice was muffled slightly by his mother's hair.
Narcissa let go of the boys, and took a step back, eyeing them from head to toe, before calling, "Marie, Draco's here with his friend."
The maid hurried out of the kitchen, flinging herself and Draco and Harry in a similar manner to the way his mother had.
"Oh, look at you two handsome boys," cooed Marie.
"Harry, this is Marie," Draco introduced, by now laughing.
"Nice to meet you," Harry mumbled, his cheeks flushing at the 'handsome' comment.
Marie pulled back and examined them the same way Draco's mother had done.
"Haven't you two been eating?" she cried, "You're both so skinny. Come through to the kitchen, I'll fix you both something to eat."
Marie and Narcissa went into the kitchen, and Draco chuckled at the look of utter bemusement on Harry's face.
"Welcome to the mad house," commented Draco. He kissed Harry, before grabbing his hand and pulling him through the kitchen. "Come on, I'm starving."
I know it's not great, and probably not worth a years wait, but there will be more England action coming very soon, including a lil bit of conflict between Harry and Pansy.
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