A/N: Hey everyone it's ElainePotter again! Sorry this chapter took so long. I have been very busy with finals... boo College sucks sometimes sigh :(. Thanks so much to the reviewers we love you for taking the time to give us feedback. We appreciate it more than you know and we feel bad that this took so long, hope you forgive us...

Any how here is chapter 8 drumroll please.

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Bright and early Saturday morning Harry was awoken by the sound of a knock on his door. He groaned as he stretched and slowly tried to open his eyes. He looked at the clock and noticed it was 8 am.

What the hell?

He had spent a long night at the alley and he was worn out from his escapade with some pretty boy in the Fantasy Room. He was not pleased to have to roll out of bed but the knocking continued. He made his way to the front door and opened it sluggishly.

"Andromeda?" he stared disbelievingly at the woman standing on his doorstep looking fretful. He rubbed his eyes and she was still standing there holding the hand of a young boy he recognized as his godson, Teddy. His hair was a startling shade of blue.

"Harry, I'm so sorry!" she apologized as she made her way inside pulling her grandson behind her. She was dressed in her healing robes and she was frantic. Her brown hair was tousled. Teddy ran up to Harry and hugged him enthusiastically.

"I have to go away on business and I just found out the babysitter went out of town. Can you please watch him for a couple of days?" Andromeda asked, sounding desperate.

"I uh…" Harry's mind was still trying to wake up. He looked down at Teddy hugging his legs and thought about his plans to go to the alley again tonight and sighed a little.

"I understand if it's too much for you or if you have a game or something…" she said grabbing Teddy's hand and trying to pull him away. Harry stopped her abruptly and picked Teddy up.

"No, of course I'll watch him," he agreed gently, grinning at his godson. Though Harry wasn't very keen on parenting, he adored Teddy. Plus he couldn't deny Andromeda anything. She had grown to be something of a mother figure to him like Mrs. Weasley.

"Yay Uncle Harry, I love your house!" Teddy exclaimed, a grin spread on his round face. Harry couldn't help but smile too.

"Thank you so much!" Andromeda said, hugging Harry tightly. "I know he'll be good but just owl me if you have any questions. I'll be back on Monday. I've got to run." She said. She planted a kiss on both Harry and Teddy's cheeks and swiftly left the flat.

He placed the blue haired five-year-old back on the ground and looked at him, slightly at a loss of what to do. He didn't baby sit often and the last time he did, it was only a matter of making sure Teddy didn't crawl around and get into everything. Nowadays he was peculiarly mature. He almost appeared bored.

Harry didn't exactly know what to do to entertain a child, especially Teddy who was so unusually clever for his age. Most times when Harry was with him, Bill's daughter Victoire was around for him to play with.

"Oh shit!" Harry swore, when he spotted the clock and remembered he had practice at nine. It was half past. Teddy stared up at him. Harry cringed, making a note to watch his potty mouth.

"I mean… do you wanna watch me play quidditch?" he asked his godson.

"Yeah!" Teddy replied excitedly. Harry was shocked by his sudden energy and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay let's go to practice," Harry said still smiling.

Harry was nearly the last to leave the locker room. He sauntered back out onto the pitch after practice and walked toward the bleachers where he saw Ron, Hermione, Cormac, Padma, Marietta and Seamus all engaged in conversation. Teddy sat on one side of Hermione; his face was screwed up in concentration. He was probably playing with his latent magic as he often did.

None of them seemed to notice Harry as he walked slowly toward them. Hermione was speaking and Harry was startled to a halt when he heard his own name, "Harry has been through a lot. I mean, you should have seen him after Roger and Hannah got married. It was really-" Ron nudged her and she stopped abruptly.

"Roger? Roger Davies?" Cormac raised his eyebrows.

"No, of course not. Forget I said anything," Hermione shook her head frantically. She looked terrified when she spotted Harry standing right in front of the bleachers.

"Harry! I'm so sorry..I-I didn't mean to. I wasn't thinking-" she stammered. Ron rolled his eyes.

"It's alright Hermione," Harry said through gritted teeth. He clenched his fists and his cheeks burned while the whole group stared at him. "Let's just go. Teddy, do you want to go get ice cream?" He asked hopefully trying to change the subject.

Cormac was looking at him like he'd never seen him properly before and Marietta began whispering conspicuously to Padma. Padma found gossiping to be one of Marietta's more irritating qualities and she looked like she was eager to be anywhere else.

"Mmm yeah ice cream!! Will you and Uncle Ron come too, Auntie Mione please?!" Teddy said blissfully unaware of the tension. His hair was now a stunning magenta. He pulled Hermione's arm and she looked down at him like she just remembered he existed.

"Yes, of course," she agreed leading him out of the bleachers with Ron on their heels.

"Guess we won't see you at the Alley tonight since you're stuck babysitting," Seamus teased.

"Only for tonight…after that I can only hope everything will go back to normal." Harry said grimly.

The first thing Harry spotted when they walked into the lobby of Pensieve Hideaway was a familiar blond head. Draco beamed when he saw Harry walk in even though he was flanked by Ron, Hermione, and Teddy all licking ice cream cones. Harry's heart started racing as it always did when he saw Draco these days.

"Hey," Draco greeted Harry enthusiastically.

"What are you doing here, Draco?" Harry asked, trying to sound nonchalant though he felt that familiar magnetic attraction to the blond. His cock was already beginning to respond.

"Looking for you, you wanker," Draco said, not missing a beat, "can I lick your ice cream cone?" he whispered as he pressed his body against Harry's.

Harry grinned in spite of himself. He could feel the warmth of Draco's body heat radiate against him.

"Harry!" Ron's voice snapped him back into reality. His face matched the fire red of his hair and he gestured toward Teddy, who Hermione was trying to distract.

"Do you mind, Weasley?" Draco sneered and glanced down at Teddy, "you have a kid now? Damn, your family does multiply fast."

"He's not my kid!" Ron said angrily looking like it took all his energy to keep from swinging at Draco.

Harry intervened immediately before anything worse could transpire. "Wait there," he said to Draco. The blond pouted childishly but didn't object.

Harry pulled Ron and Hermione aside. "Can't you two watch Teddy for a bit?" he asked hopefully, "me and Draco need to um...talk." Harry bit his lip unconsciously as his cock began to harden and strain against the fabric of his trousers.

"Well you can 'talk' in front of him, Harry. He's your responsibility," Ron said annoyed. Harry knew his best friend was only being so difficult because it was Draco Malfoy.

"It's fine," Hermione cut in. She seemed eager to make up for earlier. "We need the practice anyhow," she added, indicating her belly.

Harry gave her a grateful smile and knelt down in front of his godson. "Hey Teddy, go spend a little time with your auntie Mione and Uncle Ron. I'll be back in just a moment…" Harry said earnestly.

Teddy gave him an appraising look, "Are you going to share your ice cream with that guy?" the boy asked knowingly.

Harry suppressed a smirk, "I might."

Hermione smacked the back of his head and he looked up at her grinning.

"He's your godson Harry… don't be crude or you're not seeing our child…" she said. Harry got to his feet and ruffled Teddy's magenta hair.

"Harry!" Draco called impatiently. Ron was just about to take his chances at pummeling Draco when Hermione pulled him onto the lift before he could do any damage.

Harry turned back to the blond who had his arms crossed anxiously.

"Granger sure has gotten fat," he said.

"She's pregnant you idiot."

"Again?"

"Teddy isn't their son, he's my godson-" Harry said impatiently.

"--You have kids too?"

"Just come on!" He didn't bother to explain since he had a feeling the blond was antagonizing for the sake of it. He didn't want his exasperation for Draco to stop him from doing all the things he'd wanted to do since they were interrupted Friday night...

He grabbed Draco by the front of his shirt and pulled him into the lift.

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"I still want your ice cream…" Draco whispered once they were inside Harry's flat. "I always have a craving for it after we…you know…" The blond grinned somewhat bashfully.

Harry laughed at the idea. "You're so…." he couldn't figure out what he'd intended to say as his head swirled.

He pushed Draco impatiently against the wall behind his kitchen counter. He took the chocolate ice cream cone and pressed it to his lips. Draco watched him, his gaze unyielding as he licked his own lips.

Harry felt giddy at how easily he kept the blond's attention. He licked off a decent sized chunk of ice cream and brought his mouth to Draco's.

Draco opened wide and took the cold cream from him. He sloppily licked Harry's mouth clean twirling his tongue around greedily. Harry tangled his free hand in silver hair and deepened their kiss. Draco giggled when they broke apart for air. It was adorable, Harry thought, wait…

"Yummy…" Draco moaned against his lips.

Harry took the melting cone and plunged the ice cream into the dip at Draco's collarbone. He spread it along the side of his slender neck. Draco let out a little whimper as Harry followed the trail with his tongue, resting the ice cream on the counter. He licked up the side of the pale, elegant neck tasting a mix of ice cream and Draco and it intoxicated him. He bit into the soft, tender skin and Draco gasped as Harry bit and licked around the flesh marking him.

"Are you making me yours?" he asked breathily. Harry liked the sound of that. He growled and firmly pressed his hardness against Draco's, pinning him to the wall.

"Mmm, make it good cause this might be the last time I get to see you…" Draco gasped airily.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Harry asked, not truly listening. He was still working distractedly on Draco's neck and he held his arms around the blond's waist slowly grinding their erections together.

"Well, Pansy has strict rules," Draco groaned.

"Mm.. Pansy?" Harry asked his head was cloudy with arousal.

"She doesn't want me to see you anymore or-or go to Passion Alley or anything," Draco continued.

"What the hell?" Harry slowed his movements and he wondered what Draco was on about.

Draco continued, sounding somewhat anxious now, "I lied to her and told her I wouldn't… but of course I came to see you again and on Friday, when I got home, she was there waiting. I think she knows I came to see you. She even brought her mother. I was so terrified my parents saw what was in the papers and came back…"

Harry raised his eyebrows and Draco was positively squirming against him and the wall.

"Of course she reminded me it could be my parents soon who catch me if I don't follow her rules…" the blond said listlessly.

Harry pulled away from Draco and glared at him, incredulous. "You're kidding right?" was all he could manage to say.

Draco turned away and faced the wall.

"Well, it's not like I can get out of it. My inheritance is dependant on my marriage to Pansy," Draco replied, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Harry couldn't believe he was actually hearing this and the one time he decided to break his rule. It was like some sort of twisted déjà vu.

"What-get out, I'm not doing this," he said shaking his head in disbelief, ignoring the insistence of his body. Draco turned back to face him looking affronted. Harry wondered why it was bothering him so much. Did he have some sort of masochistic attraction to closeted men? This wasn't the same as Roger Davies. In that case he'd been extremely vulnerable...

But this time he would protect himself. He didn't owe Malfoy anything and if the blond wanted to be an idiot and marry some dumb fucking witch, than Harry had no desire to see the prick ever again.

"I don't want to leave Harry. Please-" Draco said quietly.

"Piss off, Malfoy!" Harry cut him off irritably. His head was buzzing and breathing was becoming a more difficult task than he remembered.

"Look Potter, you have this fancy place and the perfect job," Draco's voice began to rise dramatically, "I would never expect you to understand since you always seem to get what you want. All I have is my inheritance! If I don't do what my parents want then I don't have anything," he insisted.

"Am I supposed to feel bad for you Malfoy? Because you're too scared to leave your comfortable life?" Harry balked, "Well excuse me princess, I didn't realize how hard it was having no responsibilities and letting everyone else make decisions for you!" Harry snapped furiously.

"Well, we can't all be Gryffindor's famed boy hero, can we?" Draco said coldly.

"Just get the hell out!" Harry snapped. Draco shrugged bitterly but didn't say another word. He left and Harry slammed the door behind him.

A/N: Yikes!! and just when it seemed like they were getting along...Don't worry, you'll hear from Lucius and Narcissa soon ;)