AN/I try not to beg for reviews, but please review! I've got two chapters up, not including this one, and no reviews.
The next few days passed much the same as the previous days had. The boys ate their meals in their rooms, walked around the grounds and played games of wizards chess and Exploding Snap.
December twenty third came around and Harry woke early, feeling very nervous.
Draco, feeling his mate stir, pulled Harry back to him and sleepily kiss his mate. "It's going to be fine love. We've got the morning to tidy up, and if I know that elf of yours, everything's probably done anyway. Relax and stay here in bed with me for a bit."
Harry smiled and snuggled back against Draco. Sometimes it felt like nothing could go wrong if he was in Draco's arms and sometimes that bothered Harry, but at this moment everything felt so right that he didn't care about the oddities.
The boys lay together for some time, listening to each other breathe and trying to fall back asleep, but neither could, so they got out of bed and headed into the living room in their boxers. They found the room spotless and two plates of blueberry pancakes, fresh maple syrup, tall glasses of milk, a plate of crispy bacon and a bowl of fresh fruit salad sitting on their table, in a stasis spell to keep the milk and fruit cold and everything else warm until they got up.
"That elf is amazing," Draco said as he dropped into a chair by the table and dug into his food.
Harry nodded but was too busy stuffing the delicious food into his mouth to talk. Dobby always knew what to do to get Harry to eat at least a little. Today it seemed that the little elf had found exactly what he needed to make sure that his favorite master had a good breakfast before his big day.
After the boys had just about polished off everything on the table, leaving only a bit of fruit salad in the bowl, Harry headed to their private bathroom to shower while Draco went to their bedroom and picked out their clothes.
He knelt down beside the bed and pulled out a box wrapped in red and silver paper and sat it, along with socks and boxers, on Harry's side of the bed. For himself he pulled out a grey silk t-shirt and a pair of dark washed gray slacks. Draco then sat down on the bed and waited for Harry to emerge from the shower. A few minutes later he looked up as the door opened and Harry came out wearing a towel and nothing else. The blond took a moment to admire his mate's tight body and washboard abs from long hours on his broom practicing and playing quidditch.
"You make me feel like a mannequin when you do that," Harry said, interrupting Draco's day dreaming.
"I was waiting on you to come out and when you did, it distracted me," Draco said with a smirk. "I thought I should give you one of your Christmas presents early," he added as he pointed to the package on the bed. "Open it."
Harry grinned and picked up the beautiful package, first attempting to carefully open it, trying not to tear the paper. After only a moment he just ripped the paper and yanked the top off of the box.
Inside the box Harry found a shirt like Draco's only in a green that matched his eyes almost perfectly, and a brand new pair of black slacks.
Draco headed for the bathroom to shower and give Harry some privacy to dress, and when he came back, he was happy with what he saw. Harry had dressed in the clothes and looked fabulous.
"How did you get pants that fit me so well? I've never had anything like this," Harry said, looking at his mate.
"I did a sizing spell in your sleep and wrote everything down and sent it to a tailor. I have an account at Gringotts for presents for friends and spending money, so I used that money and a different tailor than the one my father uses, so it would be a surprise." Draco explained.
Harry kept looking at himself in the mirror. "They feel fantastic. I've never had clothes that felt this great."
Draco laughed. "That's because you used to wear your cousins cast offs and since you've been with Sirius and Lupin, you've just been buying off the rack because you're too lazy to get fitted, so I decided to show you the benefits of proper fitting trousers. Not that part of the benefit isn't for myself of course," he grinned, looking at Harry's bum.
Harry blushed, which made Draco laugh even harder. "Come here you," the blond said.
Harry went over to his mate and Draco pulled the brunette into his lap. "You know I think you're beautiful," he said as he kissed Harry on the cheek. Harry laid his head against Draco and was about to say something when a knock came at their portrait.
Harry jumped up and Draco stood, putting his hand on Harry's shoulder. "It's going to be fine. Take a deep breath before you pass out, and come with me. They joined hands and went to the door.
Draco opened the portrait and found his parents on the other side, as they had both expected.
"Hello mum, father," Draco said.
"Hello son," Lucius answered.
"Draco dear! How's mummy's boy?" Narcissia asked, hugging Draco, and noticing Harry. "Hello Mr. Potter. Draco, is there something you'd like to tell us dear?"
"Perhaps we should at least go inside and close the door before we begin our discussion, Narcissa?" Lucius suggested.
Draco and Harry stepped aside to let the elder Malfoys inside their rooms.
"Mum, father, please do sit down," Draco suggested, gesturing toward the sitting area.
Tea and biscuits appeared on the table and Harry silently thanked Dobby for sending something he could busy his hands with. He picked up a biscuit and began to nibble on it as Draco poured tea for everyone.
"I asked you here to explain our new situation to you both, in person, but I didn't want to leave Harry alone for the holidays," Draco began to explain.
"What do your mean 'our' new sitation, son?" Lucius asked, raising one eyebrow.
"You know that mum is half veela, and we recently found out that Lily Potter was a half veela as well. We figured this out after Harry and I both went to Professor Dumbledore with very, very strange dreams and he did some searching of our family trees and put it all together for us. We ended up with a few detentions and one detention is actually what put us together finally. That and Harry's clumsiness," Draco finished with a laugh.
Narcissa almost squealed, if you could consider her dignified squeak, a squeal. "That's wonderful Draco. I have always hoped you'd inherit some of my veela qualities!"
Draco smiled at Harry who had visibly relaxed at Draco's mother's words. "Harry and I have actually been quite happy together since we decided to stop hating each other. Professor Dumbledore set up these quarters for us because we've both been harassed a bit by some of the members of our houses, and he didn't want us getting hexed while doing homework or in our sleep."
"What do your guardians think of this arrangement Mr. Potter?" Lucius asked.
"Oh call him Harry, Lucius. He's going to be our son-in-law one day!" Narcissa chided.
"Oh, uh, well, they don't really mind. I thought Siri was going to hex Professor Dumbledore when he first suggested putting us in our own dorm but Remy calmed him down pretty quick." Harry replied nervously.
"Very well. You boys seem to be happy and safe. Narcissa, give Draco his packages now, we have things to do before the party tomorrow." Lucius said as he stood and turned to leave.
Narcissa looked at her son apologetically and pulled several small boxes out of her pocket, then waved her wand to return them to their original sizes. "I love you son. Owl me soon will you? I'd love to get to know you better Harry." She kissed them both on the cheek and followed her husband to the door to leave.