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When I was writing this its moving at a faster pace then I originally thought

For those of who keep messaging about the disclaimers , I told in the third chapter that , that was going to be my last one, geez I didn't people could be so freakin stingy about it . Well the disclaimer is there.

EDITED ;D

Oh and pay attention to the smallest details in this chapter because if you don't, it'll be hard to follow the rest of the story

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Chapter 5

The two Aurors had left the café and walked to a very famous park. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy walked down Greenwhich in London .Enjoying each others company , unaware that a figure was following from a distance. There was more small talk and causal conversing. Few others were deep about a topic they had their own strong personal opinions about, which they both respected. Even if they both might not agree. Both hesitant and careful not to reveled to much about there past or present lives. They knew both each other were holding back on more personal matters. To open up.

Harry knew at least.

But bloody hell they both thought they did a pretty good job for not even a day getting to know each other. Hopefully the sly bastard Kinsley would be satisfied with there progress. The man did seem to push them together as partner without having the usually week for partners to get to know them. But merlin-, they did seem to connect rather quickly.

The raven-haired and blonde-haired men talked to each other. Whether it was silly banter to humorous stories of there Hogwart's day or just enjoying comfortable silent's strolling in the peaceful park see the beautiful scenery, ,or the other was to casual to deep talks. Sneaking peeks at each other when they were sure other was looking the other way, atleast they thought.

What showed more than anything was both their own distinct personalities. Draco had a good intelligent humor as did Harry. The blonde Auror did still have a lot of his pureblood pride and snobbish ,arrogant ,sarcastic, attitude, but that would never change . What did seem have changed was that he seemed to developed a level maturity with a gleam to his eye that made him have a wisdom well beyond the age of twenty-four. He was bloody brilliant when he came to politics and business. Had the personality and looks to achieve anything he wanted. He was a determined individual.

Harry Potter was still a little carefree but he had maturity that made people look up to him in admiration , not for just his looks or the Boy-Who –Lived but for his accomplishments on his own and for who he was as a person. Something Draco wanted to achieve for his family. The Raven-haired wizard was never arrongant or cocky but he was laidback and relaxed with a open mind with deep understanding. He was intelligent ,sarcastic and honestly kind . With the kind of humor that was versatile and made you laugh no matter what.

As they started to walk back when the park lanterns started to flicker on. They passed the lowering sunset on a rather large lake that was beautiful and was more than happy to share with each other. They both glanced at each at the same time and smiled watching the wind playing with each others loose silky hair. As the sun set the both sighned and made there out of the park.

By the time they walked to the front of the park it was late evening. They parted ways and headed toward there own homes.

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As Harry walked towards his home it was more than an hours walk even though he saw Draco an hour ago, he passes several alleys . He really enjoyed his time with Draco today it wasn't professional or awkward in the least was ……was----pleasurable. As as he passed an alley ,suddenly he pulled into it as built arms encircling his narrow waist possessively and pulling him into a hard chest. Strong callused hands forced Harrys chin up ,exposing his smooth neck .Warm breath hit his neck, a tongue flicked out of the capturers mouth and licked the spot where the figure bit down. Drawing blood from the delicate skin. Harry hissed in pain trying to struggle out of the mans arm but only was squeezed tighter. The figure sucked the blood up and licked the love bite closed.

"What the bloody hell do you want ?," breathed Harry.

"You of course , my sweet Angel." Purred the figure.

"Let go of me ,you bastard."Spat Harry in discuss.

"I let you go before but not again." stated the man possessively successfully making Harry gasp for breath as the man squeezed even tighter.

"You are mine. And will always be mine." growled the figure.

"You had your chance, Fairchild." Said Harry dangerously even.

Those strong fingers twisted Harry's jaw to other plump lips. Gabriel kissed Harry's lips gently at first then with such force he gained entry to the ravens mouth. Exploring every inch of his Angel. Harry tried turn away but fingers on his jaw grew tighter. Oh….how is angle tasted delicious as ever and when he resisted he only made his desire grow.

Harry had enough.

He bit down on the tongue that was almost practically raping his mouth. He took a few steps back trying to calm his rage down and magic.

If he ever felt emotional distressed and magic go haywire Draco would feel a pull toward him and know something was wrong. He wouldn't be ready to talk about it yet, but he would tell Draco in the future but not now.

Under the street light Gabriel hadn't changed one bit. His sandy haired locks hung in waves that fell in his face. Granite hazel eyes that were specked with blue ,amber brown, and with a little green. He ounce was handsome to Harry but now he was a monster.

Fairchild smiled showing straight white teen that would light up a room would now ,downcast his own.

"What do you really want ? Why after all this time I see you now?If you humiliated me , lied to me and fooled me into something you bloody hell aren't , and most of all betrayed me?!"asked Harry.

Gabriel stepped closer to Harry using his height as an advantage over the smaller man.

Gabrial was buff and lean and as tall as Draco maybe an inch shorter. Where as Harry was more lithe and 5'7 with his shoes making him about two inches taller.

The sandy haired blonde looked down at Harry and smirked.

Bent and whispered in Harrys ear seductively.

"I'll see you soon, my little minx."

Then suddenly he was gone.

"Like hell!"Harry erupted.

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Draco watched and waited listen to horrible muggle music as the elevator dinged to his floor.

He walked down the wide hall. Unlocked his front door to his Hyde Park Penthouse that over looked all of London . It was very convenient actually, it was not but a walk to Diagin Alley and about a fifteen minute drive to Malfoy Industries . Yes, he still did have several of the Malfoy estates and the fortune . After all his family had been living more than a several centuries . There wealth wouldn't dimish just because of Voldemort . Draco's ancestors had invested wisely and had spent wisely too. He had also increased the Malfoy fortune a good amount and the ounce proud reputation was getting better. He ounce really didn't give a rat's arse when the Malfoy name burned in hell. But that all changed.

His penthouse was very modern and luxuriously classic . Even though muggles were his favorite err…people? In the world he still enjoyed there sense in interior design and you first walked in you were captivated by the big almost clear unbreakable glass that captured the perfect view of London. With Big Ben in the distance and where the Crystal Palace once stood but it was there to wizards at least. The fine English architecture of the centuries that was still there. You could watch the sky forever and it was perfect for sunsets in the garden terrace , which he missed, mind you, which he kept a promise that he wouldn't unless it was extremely important he would explain to the little one, he felt a guilty but he would understand . Draco moved to this a year ago and he loved it along with the people in it.

"Draco?" asked Narcissa in a soft voice.

Draco walked down the hallway towards his mothers room.

Opening the door

"Mother its me."Draco smiled as he opened the to her room and she was on her bed with a small body in her arms sleeping.

"How was he today?" whispered Draco as he brushed dark hair out of the way while he was bending and kissing the delicate forehead.

"He was perfectly behaved , as always, he is becoming his own person everyday. A little more independent eachday. Almost exactly you were when were so little." She smiled down at the small bundle in her arms.

Draco looked at his mother ,his best friend. She was having one of her good days today. The most elite Healer and muggle doctors couldn't do anything for her as he condition worsened. The only bloody thing the Muggle Docters could give her were antibiotics and the Healers spells so she could live her final days without the pain. Why did they have to say 'final days' that doesn't mean shit to him . His mother Narricca wasn't some ordinary she was the stronget woman he had even known, shocked every doctor and Healer they visited , when every they set a expiration date she would live two years after that fact. Her body had been eating away at her what she did. At the beginning it was worse when they discovered that her internal organs were failing and she would be in the wizarding hospital for months on end. Well she was better now that she had her antibiotic's she could go out but they weren't helping her get better. Draco knew it was getting worse then she let on . He had moved he to the penthouse so she wouldn't have to be in the dreaded hospital and that so she could be closer to him and the little bundle in her hands.

"How are you mother?"Draco asked softly

"I am perfectly happy."She smiled at her son with same affection as she did the little body in her arms. He smiled.

Looking at her, she still was remarkably beautiful, a little frailer but still strong. She was one of those few who looked better with age. With pale skin but not sickeningly pale , pale hair and piercing mercury eyes that never faultered to show such drive and pride. No matter where she was or what she was doing she would show no weakness to anyone. Even in the her sleep she didn't slouch. She would always have that commanding air around her that demanded respect, like she deserved, which of course she did.

He loved his mother and didn't know what he would do without her,he had no clue, and he still couldn't accept it.

"Its probably better that he doesn't look like a Malfoy besides the eyes. He'll grow up in a better world."Draco caressing the small cheek with his slim manicured hands.

The time bundle in her arms changed him in many ways and was one of the reasons , he believed, that his mother strived to live longer than anyone could imagine. He was a remarkable little boy. He was defiantly an old soul, he understood things well beyond what a five-year old should begin to comprehend. He looked more like his mother than him. The little boy had silky wavy black hair and beautiful mercury eyes. His complexion wasn't as pale as a normal Malfoy, instead he had perfect ivory skin that was silky when you touched it. He inherited his Grandmothers aristocratic features, thin and sharp.

All's that mattered to Draco was that he letting him grow up in world where he wouldn't be judge by his last name but who he was as a person and to live a life as he wanted, to follow his dreams without limitations. He loved his son no matter and alls that mattered to his son is that he was happy.

The little bundle wiggled.

"Draco, I am not going to be here forever and you…you are only twenty-four my son, with a child of you own. Both of you have you whole life ahead of you so enjoy it . Alexander is nothing more than a child but wise nothing less. When my time is up, I want you to travel the world with your son and show how many things in this world there is to see and discover, show him the beatuy he deserves to see , I don't like him closed up inside all the time. I don't want you to be mourning my passing when my time is up. I don't want to bring sadness to this child , he has such a happy spirit. Celebrate my life by living yours."Narcissia said to Draco so only he could here.

He looked at his mother in shock .

"Mother your not going anywhere!" he said defiantly.

"I know I am not for a while because I'll be dammed if I miss my Alexander's next birthday!" she smiled at him.

He was relieved. He knew what she was doing ; Alexander Malfoy's birthday was in less than a month away and just incase she didn't make it after his birthday she wanted to make him aware now. She had done this before so he wouldn't get it out of his head that she was eventually going to pass.

"Draco, Sora is only but five but he is intuitive, insightful, and understanding. Its about time you tell him, doing it now is only going to help him accept it easier." She wasn't talking about her passing on but something that happened before his son was even conceived. Even though Alexander was a surprise anyway.

Sora was Alexander's nickname, it suited him more because he was always be caught looking out the window at the as birds flew by . When they went to the beach or park he was always looking at the sky longingly. Sora always loved the sport Quidditch watching players fly through the air rather then watch the score.

Always a dawn Big Ben would stroke and rang through the London streets , birds would fly past are big view windows and Sora would run and stretch out his arms as if were flying with them ,he followed the birds to the end of the window and rounded back with giggles and a smile plastered on his face. He would do this everyday no matter what and Draco would watch every time.

His and Sora's favorite thing to do each day was sitting on the balcony over looking London, England. With his son on his lap watching the sunrise and sunset.

Ounce Draco asked looking down at his on in his arms, "Why do you always watch the sky, Alexander?."

Alexander shifted in his fathers arms and looked up at Draco with sparkling eyes ,gave a small smile. Then wiggled his way out of his fathers grasp and ran over to the end of the balcony where he was to short to see over the ledge ,without a person picking him up. He stretched his small hands to the sky and went on his tippy toes to the glittering sky.

"Because papa I want to fly as free as a bird." He smiled and then looked at the sky.

Draco smiled at his son,. He came over and picked his son up and kisses his forehead ,Sora cuddled into Draco's embrace and fell asleep. After that is, it just seemed to fit him better the then Alexander. Sora.

Draco was brought back to the present as ha gazed at his son. His heart swelled , he loved Sora so much and if anything happened to him……No he couldn't think about it,he was Alexanders father and it was up to him not to let any harm come to his son. Being an Auror was a risk to not only him but his family too. His family and some close friends knew about Sora to others they didn't even know he existed. Draco picked his son up off the bed and tucked him into his own. He walked out closing the door and then went to check on his mother. She was fast asleep when he came and checked on her. It was late and he still had work to do.

His office was directly across from Soras so he would have easier access to Draco if he needed he sat down in his chair he found a letter on his desk in a gray envelope. It must mean he and Harry had an assignment.

Suddenly he was about to open the letter he was pulled flush against the wall and was overwhelmed with emotion. Disgust ,Rage, Saddness. He felt another tug , then another. Something must be wrong with Harry.

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Sorry for not editting this before, I was determinded to get it up that day.

The reason for not editing was I was literally falling alseep at my computer. xD

Please comment and tell me what you think.

More than 3000 words nowxD