"Harry

"Harry!" exclaimed Ron loudly "MIONE, I FOUND HIM. Why? Where."

"Hi Ron," grinned Harry "how you been?" yet inside his head he was cursing up a storm… "Um how did you find me?"

"I remembered what you once told me," replied Ron "the last day we escaped from the castle."

More rustling came from the bushes and Hermione lept at him, "don't you ever scare me like that again."

"I'm sorry you two, I just can't do it," sighed Harry "I will not go back, and nothing either of you say will change my mind. I'm rather…Storm stop that, come here."

The growling and circling wolf stopped and when to sit beside his alpha, Harry scratched behind his ears and sighed, "I'll get Angel to tell you about them when we get home."

"Whose Angel?" asked Hermione.

Harry grinned again, "my fiancé."

"Your what?" asked Ron not quite sure he had heard.

"The man I want to marry," replied Harry.

Ron smiled and gave him a friendly slap on the back "you waste no time mate," then moved his hand away when the wolf growled again.

"Storm," scolded Harry and the wolf looked up at him playfully.

"So what are you doing out here? Where's Angel?" asked Hermione half expecting a guy to come out of the bushes.

"He's at home, not feeling well, I'm out hunting with Storm," replied Harry not sure if he should tell them about the baby just yet.

"Oh I'm sorry," said Hermione sympathetically, "is there anything we can do to help?"

Harry nodded "I can think of a few things, for one you can stay with us. I don't want you going back to the town and telling everyone where I'm hiding."
"Harry we would never," started Ron and Harry held up his hand, "sorry my prince."

"And second it will be Harry from this point out, and you both know me from the village hunter up in the Gryffindor realm," said Harry.

"You mean he doesn't know?" Hermione looked rather shocked by this piece of news, and then looked quite displeased when Harry nodded.

"We have a very, very good thing going right now," replied Harry "and I don't want to frighten him off with royal titles, and the fact that I'm quite sure my kingdom will kill him if they ever found out about our love. You know my father."

They both nodded "is there a third thing?" asked Ron and Harry nodded.

"Thirdly, be kind to him, I love him very much…never mention anything suspicious, he's a lord's son in the Malfoy kingdom and he's very clever," finished Harry "now who wants to help me catch a pheasant?"

"I think I'll just rest here a bit," smiled Hermione sitting against a tree.

"All right Mione," Ron smiled back at her and then lent over and gave her a kiss, "we'll be back as soon as we catch supper."

Harry, Ron, and Storm hurried off into the forest and had to let a few deer's, a squirrel and a bear go, in their search for the pheasant but eventually one was caught and Harry had to get the bird quickly away from the wolf before he gobbled his loves treat, instead he decided to spear the last deer that Storm led to them and let the wolf eat his fill, magically levitating some of the better parts for Lunte to eat.

"They found Hermione dead asleep and Ron picked her up gently, following Harry back to his and Draco's cottage house.

Draco had already been up for two hours, pacing worriedly. He hated it when Harry disappeared for hours at a time, and had already sent Lunte outside so she could keep watch.

She had lied at the gate for almost an hour now, knowing her job was to wait for her alpha, the lupa was worried and she wanted to comfort him. But he assured her that she was doing well and he merely wished to know when he was coming back.

She smelled him long before he returned and howled a greeting, although Harry couldn't understand, but her lupa could understand her when their eyes were met.

She heard Draco come to the door and sit on a stump in the garden, "Lunte, here girl."

Racing over she snuggled into his arms, as Draco placed happy kisses on top of her head, Draco smiled and slipped her a piece of leftover bacon.

Together they waited, watching the bushes part, Harry walked in, and Draco's face lit up. But when the other two came in following him, his mood darkened, causing the hackles on Lunte to stand on end and she growled, moving in front of her with child lupa to protect him from these two humans he didn't seem to like.

Draco put a hand on Lunte to keep her from lunging; he wanted to make sure they were friend or foe before he released the wolves. Lunte came out of her lunging position and sat growling lightly against her lupa's hand.

Storm came running over and nuzzled his sister before going to sit on Draco's side, Draco made eye contact with him and found out that these were friends of their Alpha's and he had received several scolding's for growling at them.

"Lunte," Draco said softly, and whispered that they were friends, assuring them both that they could relax unless they did something to hurt their Alphas "go on girl, eat your fill."

Lunte trotted over to Harry who smiled at the seemingly very calm and tame wolf, and set down the pile of meat he had been levitating for her.

"Draco, I'm sure you're probably wondering," smiled Harry sheepishly. Draco crossed his arms over his chest not saying a word but the look he gave explained it all. Harry chuckled nervously "these are two friends of mine from my home town, they were worried when I didn't come visit them this summer and came looking for me. Angel please talk to me."

"Can I have a private word?" asked Draco and Harry turned to look at Ron and Hermione.

"Sure," said Hermione as she and Ron took a walk around the house.

"Can you trust them?" asked Draco quite pointedly and Harry nodded.

"I would trust them with my life," assured Harry and this time Draco nodded,

"Who are they?" asked Draco quietly wanting to know everything about them.

"My two best friends, Ronald Weasley, he lives at the Potter castle because his mother is the royal cook, but he frequently stays with me, he's a hunting partner. And she is Lady Hermione Granger of the Granger lordships. It's just a small bit of land that her parents own, sort of like you."

Draco almost opened his mouth to protest when he remembered his act, and just nodded instead, "will anyone be looking for them?"

"No not that I know of," replied Harry honestly "their families are too small, especially this time of year to be searching. And Ron frequently goes missing."

"It's not Ron…it's the lady I'm concerned about," replied Draco "aren't ladies of the Potter kingdom held in high regards?"

"Well yes," finished Harry "but she's a bought title, um…ok they might be looking but no one can find us here, were perfectly safe."

Draco wanted to scream at him, 'no one can find us, Feh they did,' the thought bitterly 'it's only a matter of time till I'm found, the baby and Harry killed and I'm dragged back to the kingdom kicking a screaming.'

The thought nearly brought tears to the emotional boy as he rose silently not speaking a word to Harry as he called to his wolves and entered the house.

Harry felt terrible, he had upset Draco so much, and now he knew what his silent moments were about. He thought that enough people were looking for him already, and now the situation was more dangerous with Hermione having the title of lady, and he was right, by bringing them here he had just upped the stakes of being found.

It was his worst nightmare, loosing Draco and now that a child was on its way, it would just kill him more if he ever lost them both, but by keeping a better watch on their 'lands' he silently promised himself that he would protect his Angel, his children and his friends at all costs…they were all he had left, already had he forsaken his kingdom for the love of an Angel.

Draco wandered into the master bedroom, Lunte and Storm on his heels. Sighing he locked the door and pushed the desk in front of it for a good measure, before lying on the bed, the two wolves on either side acting as furry pillows as they rested their heads carefully on his stomach.

Awaking to knocking he saw it was dark, wondering how long he had been asleep he called to the knocker "yes?"

"Co, open the door," said Harry lightly, his voice was laced with sadness, and Draco not wanting to be alone in the dark room any longer pushed the desk away and opened the door. Three people were looking at him and Draco contemplated on angrily slamming the door in all their faces, but held his temper, his face still sour looking though.

"Can I help you?" Draco asked a little too snotty.

Harry looked startled for a second before his face settled to understanding "Co, I know your mad at me but please hear me…us out?"

"I don't have much of a choice," replied Draco with a defeated sigh, "come on the hall way is no place for this kind of talk, let's go to the kitchen."

"I'll make tea," offered Hermione kindly, and Draco didn't even look up at her, feeling shy all of a sudden.

While Hermione fixed tea, the men made themselves comfortable, Draco kept his eyes to the table, his stature reverting back to his 'princess' mode, and he acted shy and silent.

"Here we go," smiled Hermione setting down a pot of tea and pouring the cups, fixing hers, Ron's and Harry's exactly the way they like it "how do you take it?"

"Three sugars, and a dash of cream," responded Draco lightly, Hermione made his cup and sat sipping her's.

The table was silent for a few minutes, and yet Draco sat still waiting for someone to speak, when Harry slid one hand over to Draco, causing suddenly shy silvery eyes to look up him.

"Angel I understand what your feeling," said Harry comfortingly "but I assure you nothing's going to happen. Ron is a hunter like me, that's how he and Hermione found us, Angel we'll set up perimeter charms, we'll know if anyone is about for a hundred miles around. Ron and I will start first thing in the morning, I just want you to be safe, and I love you too much to let anything happen."

"I know you love me, but my father just might send out hunters in desperation to find me, they could already be scouring the forest," Draco hid his fear behind a soft unwavering voice "I too can not bear the thought of loosing you…and," he looked at Harry who nodded.

"We'll be more careful then we've ever been, I promise you on my honour, Ron and I will return, unharmed and with the strongest magical alertness charms any of us know," Harry kissed Draco's lips, massaging the fear and desperation out of his pregnant lover, and filling him with hope of a bright and happy future.

Draco grinned up at him "mark my words Harry Evans if you don't return like promised, I'll sick the wolves on you."

Harry laughed "it's good to see you back to your old self again, that silent scared type doesn't suit you at all Angel."

Draco gave a faint blush, which deepen when he remembered his audience, Hermione laughed happily while Ron smiled "you two seem like a perfect match, I'm glad Harry found you."

"I'm glad he found me too," smiled Draco hugging Harry.

"More like rescued you," smirked Harry pulling the adorable blond onto his lap and kissing him soundly.

"Rescued?" questioned Ron, while Harry nodded and Draco blushed.

"I was sitting in a pub," replied Draco "and apparently a man thought I was a… yes and he started advances, I tried to throw him off when Harry quite literally did so."

"Well you are pretty cute," giggled Hermione, placing her hand over Ron's in a reassuring manner.

"I believe I shall take that as a compliment," replied Draco with a playful smirk.

The two wolves caught his tone and sat on either side of him, wagging their tails happily, Draco turned to look at Harry who nodded, as the four of them headed out to the garden, the wolves playing a game of tag with each other, as Draco tended to some of the plants that bloom in darkness. Picking some for later potions, mainly ones that would help with his new morning illness, Hermione tried to help but Draco shooed her off saying that this was his task and didn't know her enough to trust her with his precious potion herbs.

Hermione just nodded, looking like she'd been slapped in the face, and Draco chose to ignore her. She at the moment was no friend of his, and the only reason she wasn't hexed to ashes was because she was Harry's friend. Time could only make a friendship that was a Malfoy's way of thinking.

Harry was displeased with Draco's actions, but tried to place himself in his shoes he would feel angry if his friends intruded on them. But Draco was unusually hostile and refused everything they had offered, excluding the tea.

As they tucked themselves into bed that night, Harry pulled Draco close "you know you don't have to be cruel Angel."

Draco's eyes met him almost defiantly "I don't know them, just give me some time. I'm sure I'll warm up," them with a bold smile "I don't trust easily, and it took how long for you, with your constant wooing and whispers…"

Harry's faced burned, glad darkness hid him "I get it, I guess all I can ask is that you try."

"That I can promise you," Draco kissed him gently before snuffing out the candle and they both fell asleep to the sound of the forest.