Draco grinned to himself as Harry continued driving; he finally had what he wanted. Blaise was an idiot to have let Harry go, Draco wasn't as stupid. He knew a rare treasure when he saw one. Harry's potential was just waiting to be unlocked. Draco looked around at his surroundings; they were roughly five minutes away from his house. He signaled to Harry to make a left turn, which began the long, winding road to his drive way. As the house came into view, Harry gasped. It was huge.

"Welcome, Harry, to Malfoy-Snape Manor. When my father passed away my mother couldn't bear to move, so Sev just added onto the existing manor. You're no intimidated are you?"

Harry grinned, "nah. Not really. I just wasn't expecting a house of such grandeur in the States."

Harry parked where Draco directed him to and they climbed out of the car. Harry slung both of their bags over his shoulder and followed Draco to the front door. As soon as Draco had pushed the door open, he was enveloped in a hug by three little black-haired, giggling blurs. Harry smiled as he watched the scene unfold. It was nice to see Draco in his home environment. It showed Harry a side of Draco that he had not yet been able to experience. There was a light to Draco's eye when he was interacting with his younger siblings that Harry found absolutely adorable.

"Draco! I missed you."

"Aww. Anna, I missed you, too. Have you been good for mommy?"

The little girl blushed, and looked away, "yes."

Draco gave her a skeptical look, "so if I go and ask her right now, she'll have nothing but good things to say, right?"

"Draco. She's lying. Mommy caught her trying to sneak in a doggy. Yesterday!"

"Ari, it's not nice to tell on your sister. And Anna, I'm disappointed in you. I thought you promised to behave?"

The two little girls looked sheepish, and hung their heads, "sorry, Draco."

Harry couldn't help but grin at the adorable scene. It was then that he was noticed by the third blur that had attached itself to Draco's legs. The little boy looked at him with a guarded expression before tugging at Draco's pants. Draco chuckled a bit.

"Yes, Gabe? What can I do for you?"

Gabe pointed a chubby finger at Harry, "Who's that?"

"That's my friend, Harry. I met him at school. Why don't you say hello? All of you," Draco gave the three youngsters a shove in Harry's direction.

Harry, not wanting to intimidate the children, dropped to his knees, "hello. I'm Harry. And you might you three cuties be?"

"I'm Annabelle. I'm six. How old are you?"

"I'm seventeen. Same age as Draco. And you have a very pretty name, Annabelle."

Ariana, not willing to be upstaged by her sister, stepped forward, "I'm Ariana. I'm the good twin. Anna's always in trouble."

Harry chuckled, "I have a twin as well. But I'm not the good one," he winked conspiratorially at Anna.

Anna giggled while Ariana huffed, "then you must be a bad boy. You shouldn't be around Draco. You're going to be a bad influence."

Harry's jaw dropped in shock as Draco reprimanded Ariana, "Ari. That wasn't nice. Apologize to our guest. You know better."

Ari just glared at Harry and walked away. Harry stood up and rubbed a nervous hand against the back of his neck. He couldn't believe he'd just been told off by a six year old. While staring at Draco for some sense of what to do, Harry felt a gentle tug on his pants. He looked down to see the little boy holding his arms up begging to be held. Harry obliged the little boy and bent to scoop him up. As Harry righted himself the little boy clung to his neck. Harry, being an old hat to kids, gently rubbed the child's back.

"What is your name, handsome?"

The little boy buried his face in Harry's shoulder, "Gabe."

"Nice to meet you, Gabe."

Draco smiled at Harry, Gabe didn't usually take to strangers. He led Harry through the house to his mother's sitting room. Narcissa grinned when she saw her oldest son, and pulled him into a hug, being mindful of his shoulder. Draco inhaled his mother's familiar scent and hugged her tightly. When she pulled back, Narcissa noticed the other boy in the room, his arms full of her youngest son.

"Hello, dear. I'm Narcissa, Draco's mother. Who might you be?"

Harry blushed under her scrutiny, "I'm Harry Potter, ma'am. I'm Draco's roommate at school. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Narcissa smiled, "indeed. But please, call me Cissa, ma'am makes me feel old."

"Of course, Cissa."

Narcissa turned and sat down on the couch, "please have a seat. You'll have to excuse me, this little one is causing trouble for me at the moment."

Harry sat down and settled Gabe on his lap, "how far along are you? If you don't mind me asking."

"Not at all, dear boy. I'm just entering my seventh month. You would think I'd be used to it after four kids already," Narcissa chuckled.

"Gabe, Anna, why don't you two run along and play. Let the grownups have a talk," Draco waited until the two children left the room before speaking again, "Mother, I have to tell you Ari's behavior was rather appalling upon meeting Harry."

Narcissa sighed, "what did that little imp do now?"

"She was just rude to Harry. I reprimanded her, but she walked off and ignored me. I think you should have Sev talk to her."

"Of course, darling. Now tell me about your young man here. You're not just roommates, that much I can tell."

Draco took the time to explain everything to his mother. Laying out all of the details from when he had met Harry until now. Narcissa didn't pass judgment, she merely smiled at her son. She wasn't one of those parents that condemned their child just because of whomever he or she decided to choose as a partner. In all honesty, she was happy for Draco, she had never liked that Greengrass girl. It was obvious by the way Draco spoke that Harry made him happy, and the was all Narcissa could ask for.

"Draco, why don't you show Harry the guest room in your wing and the two of you can get settled. Dinner will be at five o'clock sharp. You know the rules Draco. See that you both adhere to them."

Draco nodded at led Harry up the stairs to his wing of the house. When Sev had moved in, he had built Draco his own wing to ensure his privacy. He knew more children would be brought into the house. As Draco had gotten older they had remodeled the wing to fit. There was now two guestrooms, and his bedroom, each with its own bathroom, an entertainment room, and a small kitchen/dining room. Harry marveled at the set up as Draco showed him around. It turned out that Draco gave Harry the guest room right next to his bedroom instead of the one down the hall. He left Harry to get settled into the room and went to take a quick shower. Harry puttered around his room for a while before going out to the entertainment room and relaxing on the couch.

Draco emerged from his room twenty minutes later to find Harry asleep on the couch. Draco grinned and settled himself next to Harry. The shifting of the couch rousted Harry from his light slumber and he looked at Draco sheepishly.

"Sorry, didn't mean to fall asleep."

Draco grinned, "it's okay. You must be tired. Two classes and driving for over an hour must have worn you out. It's only three now, why don't you take a nap and I'll wake you when it's time to get ready for dinner, okay?"

Harry nodded and settled back on the couch, this time closer to Draco. Harry slung his arm around Draco and pulled the boy closer to him, forcing Draco to cuddle with him. He didn't leave Draco any choice and smiled to himself. Draco didn't much mind being cuddled up with Harry. He flipped on the TV to see what was on so he had something to do while Harry napped; he couldn't afford to fall asleep too. His mother would kill him if he missed dinner.

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Back at Hogwarts, Alex was sitting in the lounge of his dorm. His two friends Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger sat on the couch next to him. They were all studying for their Biology exam the next day. Although Alex knew he could pass the test in his sleep, he was dutifully studying in order to keep his bushy-haired friend off his back. Hermione was like a slave driver when it came to school work, not that Alex was a slacker when it came to academics. Ron, his red-haired best friend, was nothing like him and Hermione. Alex was actually feeling guilty because he had heard what had happened to his brother and had not bothered to see how he was doing. Alex closed his books and stood up.

Hermione looked at him curiously, "going somewhere, Alex?"

"Yeah. I need to see my brother. I'll be back later."

Hermione and Ron shrugged as he made his way out of the lounge. Alex vaguely knew where the Slytherin dorm was located and started off in that direction, figuring he'd wing it from there. The trek across campus was a slow one. Alex was lost in thought. He should have been a better brother to Harry. He wasn't quite sure where the two of them had gone wrong in their relationship. Growing up the two boys had been closer than anything. However, as the years went on, their relationship grew strained until only hostility remained. Alex was sure it had something to do with his own insecurities. When Harry had come out to his parents about being bi-sexual, Alex knew he couldn't damn his parents to never having grandchildren. He was forced into the closet with a big padlock on the outside. Alex resented Harry for that.

The Slytherin dorms had been easier to find than Alex had thought. He slowly climbed up the stairs to the third floor. He walked down the hallway until he came to the door with Harry's name on it. Alex knocked and waited, but got no answer. That's odd, he thought to himself. He knew his brother was done with classes for the day and no activities had been scheduled and dinner wasn't for another hour. I wonder where my brother has run off to. Alex took a minute to think before pulling out his cell phone and dialing Harry's phone number. The phone rang and rang before finally going to voicemail. That was even stranger; Harry always answered his cell phone, even for him.

Alex was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice his Chemistry professor walking towards him. When he finally noticed the man was standing next to him. Alex smiled.

"Hello, Professor Snape."

Severus Snape grinned at his best student, "hello, Mr. Potter. What brings you to these dorms? Don't you belong in Gryffindor?"

Alex blushed, "yes, sir. But I came here hoping to find my brother. It seems he's not in. No one answered the door."

Severus look contemplative for a moment, "he must have gone home for the weekend with my god-son. Is there anything I could help you with?"

"No, sir. I just really wanted to speak to him. I suppose it can wait until he gets back. Thanks anyway."

And with that Alex took his leave, passing by the third floor lounge as he did so. He didn't notice someone following behind him calling Harry's name until the person grabbed his shoulder. Alex turned around to face a small black haired girl. She looked at him for a moment before speaking.

"Oh, sorry. You're not Harry. You must be his brother, then. I'm Pansy Parkinson," she extended her hand.

Alex took the offered hand, "Alex Potter. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Pansy grinned, "and you as well. Sorry to have bothered you. You wouldn't happen to know where Harry is would you? I wanted to tell him I'm sorry for Blaise's behavior. Your brother is so sweet, he didn't deserve that."

"It seems he went home with Draco for the weekend. Who's Blaise? What did he do to Harry? Wait. Isn't that the guy he was dating?"

Pansy nodded, "yeah. Harry and Blaise were dating, before Harry found out the scumbag cheated on him with Draco's girlfriend."

Alex shook with rage, "that bastard. I'll kill him. Where does he get off cheating on my brother?"

"Woah," Pansy took a step back, "I wasn't under the impression that you and Harry were that close. I must have been mistaken."

"No," Alex sighed, "we aren't that close. But he's still my brother."

Pansy nodded and watched as Alex walked off with a dejected tilt in his shoulders. She knew at that moment that Alex cared more about his brother than he let on to Harry. The poor boy. Pansy made a vow at that moment to help Alex reinstate his relationship with Harry, even if it killed her. With a smirk she walked off to her room to place a phone call to Draco.

Alex walked back to his dorm with a frown on his face. He wished Harry could have talked to him about what had happened with Blaise, instead of having to find out from a stranger. The relationship he had with his brother was tired. Alex promised himself that he would get over his own issues and be a better brother. He pulled out his cell phone again, this time dialing his parents. The phone seemed to ring forever before he heard his mother's light, airy voice.

"Alex, darling. How are you?"

Alex smiled, "I'm good mom. Do you think you could put me on speaker? I have something I want to say to both you and dad."

"Sure, honey. James, come here. Alex wants to speak to both of us."

"Son, is everything alright?" Alex smiled at his dad's firm, but concerned voice.

"Yes, dad. Everything is fine. I just want to tell you and mom something. I hate to do this over the phone, but I have to tell you now. Before I lose my nerve. I know you both love me and Harry very much, no matter what. I hate to disappoint you. As you both know Harry is bi with a male preference. I've been afraid to tell you my secret because of that. Mom, dad, I'm gay."