AN: Hey! Ok, for those who actually read this I thought I'd give an explanation as to why it's been so long. I'm still a student so I spend a lot of time doing school related things. I also play a varsity sport, so that means practice every night. Since we made districts, we didn't finish until November and then I had to deal with the indoor season. BUT, it's now Christmas vacation and I'm going to try and get a chapter out there before midterms. Thank you so much for your patience!

NOTE:I'm FINALLY UPDATING MY OTHER CHAPTERS, MY BETA READ THEM OVER AND SHE CHANGED A FEW THINGS. NOTHING THAT WILL CHANGE THE STORY BUT IF YOU'RE INTERESTED, CHECK IT OUT!

Iri

Disclaimer: I own nada.

Chapter 10

A week passed and the happy couple spent it in ignorant bliss of the world around them. Most of their time was spent learning everything they could about each other.

"What's your favorite color?"

Draco turned in Harry's arms to look up into his eyes with a quizzical stare.

"Really? Haha, well, I've always loved the color green," replied Draco.

"Why? Because it's the color of Slytherin?"

"Well, that's part of it. The other reason was… well, it's kind of embarrassing to admit."

"Please? Tell me?"

"It's the color of your eyes," said Draco, looking up into Harry's beautiful emerald eyes.

"Aw, you're so sweet," cooed Harry, nuzzling his nose with Draco's.

"I want to make you happy Harry, you're really important to me," said Draco.

"Draco, you're really important to me too. This past year has been so rough, ha, you're the first good thing to happen to me in… wow, I can't even remember."

Draco turned around completely, so he was straddling Harry's lap.

"Harry, as long as there is still breath in my body, I promise you I will make sure those bastards never hurt you again," Draco stated, cupping Harry's face in his palms.

"And I promise to protect you from anyone who may want to do you harm as well," Harry replied with equal vigor.

Harry brought his and Draco's lips together in a passionate kiss. This was nothing like their first kiss. There were no tentative lips, only fiery passion. Harry thrust his tongue into Draco's eager mouth. Draco was still in a state of shock over Harry's sudden dominance, but he greatly welcomed it.

"Woah, Harry where did that come from?" Draco asked, his cheeks flushing.

"Draco, since we've been together you've seen me cry, what, 3, 4 times? I just wanted you to know that I do have the ability to be dominant in our relationship," Harry replied, looking down at a blushing Draco.

"Dominant? And who ever said you'd be on top?" Draco asked, looking up at Harry, who had an almost animalistic look in his eye.

"Because I just know," Harry said, breaking the gap between his and Draco's lips again.

"You know, no matter how many times I walk in on this, it's still so cute!" squealed Shikiru, who had suddenly appeared in the room.

"And no matter how many times you walk in, it's still extremely rude!" cried an exasperated Draco.

"Really? Cause I still enjoy it," Shikiru said while crossing the room over to Draco and Harry.

"Can we help you?" asked Harry, getting off of Draco and looking at Shikiru.

"Well, I figured since our last visit to Diagon Alley ended in… this, we should go back to get what we actually needed. Didn't you talk about getting a new style?"

"Oh yea, I kinda forgot about that," said Harry, getting up to put on some less ravished clothes.

"But Harrrry! I want to stay here, on this couch with you," Draco whined, following Harry to his closet.

"Hun, I promise, when we get back I will make this trip worth your while…"

"Uhhhh, fine. I'll go change and meet you in the foyer," said Draco, kissing Harry on his way back to his room.

"You two are good for each other," Shikiru stated.

"Yea, I still can't believe that a month ago if you told me I'd be with Draco Malfoy now, I'd laugh my ass off," replied Harry, throwing on a baggy shirt and jeans that were too big for his still small frame.

"We really need to get some more food into you. You're quite skinny for a morphia."

"You sound like Mrs. Weasley."

"You seem sad to think of her…"

"She was like a mother to me. It still hurts to think about what she said…"

Flashback

Harry sat with Neville, one of the few people who would still talk to him, during breakfast. He sat quietly while the morning post came in, not expecting any mail for himself. He looked up to see Pig flying at him, carrying what seemed to be a red letter.

"God no," Harry whispered as he watched the letter get closer to him.

Pig dropped the letter on Harry's plate. The entire Hall went silent, waiting to see what the letter said.

"Harry, it's better to just get it over with," Neville whispered.

Harry sighed and opened the letter and the angry voice of Mrs. Weasly filled the Hall…

"HARRY JAMES POTTER! HOW DARE YOU BRING YOUR FILTYH IDEAS INTO MY SON'S LIFE! AFTER ALL WE DID FOR YOU, YOU REPAY US WITH THIS?! I TREATED YOU LIKE A SON! HOW COULD YOU TURN INTO SUCH A DISGUSTING…I CAN'T EVEN BRING MYSELF TO SAY WHAT YOU ARE! SINCE YOU HAVE CHOSEN TO SLEEP WITH MEN, YOU ARE NO LONGER WELCOME IN MY HOUSE! NEVER CONTACT ANYONE IN MY FAMILY EVER AGAIN!"

The letter ripped itself apart when it was finished, leaving the Great Hall in complete silence. Until, of course, it erupted in laughter. Harry couldn't bear to listen to the jeers coming from those he had once considered friends and fled the Hall.

"Harry, I'm so sorry," said Shikiru, looking at the floor

"It's okay. There was nothing you could do." Harry sighed and left the room to go find Draco.

"Though, on a plus side, you did a good job dominating your mate!" yelled Shikiru at Harry's retreating back.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

"Well, you dominated the kiss, you told him you'd be on top, you were grinding down on him…"Shikiru started to trail off.

"How long were you watching? Jeez, will Draco and I ever really be alone?!"

"… Sure?" Shikiru stated with a cheeky look in her eyes.

"Uhhhh," Sighed Harry, walking out of the room.

"Oh, by the way, as much as we'd loved to be stalked through our shopping, would you mind letting us go alone?" Harry had turned around to ask Shikiru

"HA! Fine" Agreed Shikiru

Harry nodded and left the room, not turning around this time.

Harry wanted to find Draco's rooms, but he knew that the house was huge and any attempt at finding Draco was nearly impossible. So, he settled with going to wait for Draco by the beautiful marble stair case he had encountered when he first arrived.

As Harry walked, he thought about all he had learned over the past few days. He was a morphia, he was with the man he had been dreaming about for years, and he had a family. That was the biggest to him. He now had Tom and he knew he could eventually get Sirius back, maybe get Remus as well. For as long as he could remember all he wanted was a family and he once thought he had found it with the Weaslyes.

"Harry? You there?" asked Tom, coming from behind one of the many doors.

"What? Oh, yes. Of course. I'm just thinking," Harry replied.

"May I ask about what?"

"It's nothing. Just scattered thoughts. Everything's different. In my craziest dreams I never thought my life would lead me here. I always thought I'd be trying to kill you and you me. It's just hard to take in."

"I can understand. I was never sure if I'd ever see you again. It was easier to live with what had happened to you by believing you were at least somewhat happy with your friends…"

"It must have been hard," Harry whispered.

"No, Harry, what's hard is what you went through. What I went through was just… troubling."

"Don't belittle what happened to you!"

"Harry, I …" Tom was cut off my Draco entering the room and Harry immediately going to his side.

"Ready to go, love?"

"Yes. Tom? Can we talk later? I really want to discuss more things."

"Of course, Harry," Tom said, leaving the two boys to shop.

"Where would you like to go?" Draco asked.

"Well, I know we need to go to Diagon Alley at some point, but I think I'd rather we go to muggle London first."

"Hmm, interesting. Okay, how do you want to get there?"

"I think we should fly."

"Do you have your broom?" asked a perplexed Draco.

"Broom? Silly Draco, I don't need a broom, I can fly," laughed Harry.

"Yes, maybe you can, but I can't. Hold on, I'll go get my broom." Draco started to walk back to the house when Harry grabbed his wrist.

"That won't be necessary. You can fly with me. Just hold on tight." Harry held on to Draco's shoulders, while Draco gripped Harry's waist. When Harry felt they were secure, he imagined strong wings coming out of his back. Like changing into the wolf, his wings seemed to appear just with him thinking about it.

"Wow Harry, your wings are amazing. What did you decide to change to?" Draco sighed, gazing up at his wings.

"An angle, I've always loved their wings. Just wait love, you're going to get them, too." Harry laughed, flapping his wings and bringing them up into the air.

All Draco could do was hold on tighter to Harry's neck, as the wind whipped by. At first he wasn't sure if he could look down, but he knew that Harry would never drop him. So eventually he was able to watch the blurry scenery around as they neared London.

"Um, Harry?"

"Yes?"

"Aren't people going to see us once we land?"

"Muggles only see what they want to see, plus, we're going extremely fast, they won't notice," Harry replied as he set Draco down on the top of a building. They received a few curious glances from the workers in the building as they came from the roof, but ignored it.

"So, where are we going?" asked Draco, looking down between his and Harry's hands, wondering if they could walk through the streets holding hands.

Harry, sensing what his love was thinking, took a hold of Draco's hand.

"You sure?" asked Draco, looking around at the glares they were receiving.

"I'm more then sure. Why?" Harry was confused as to why Draco would feel so nervous.

"Well, ever since I can remember, I've been told that being gay was a disgusting choice that could be avoided with finding the right spouse of the opposite gender."

"Wait, this is what your parents told you? They seemed fine with us."

"No, my parents were more tolerant. Yea, I know, I still don't understand it. Few in our community are actually okay with homosexuality, I guess I was just lucky."

"I wish I had been so lucky. My relatives hated everything different, including myself. I never felt the need to tell them I was gay, but I can only imagine my uncle would have taken pleasure in my punishment," Harry sighed, looking at the ground as they walked.

"Your relatives were disgusting, horrible people. Don't even think about them," Draco snapped, clutching Harry's hand even tighter.

"It's okay Draco; I'm… getting over it." Harry sighed, knowing that it would take time to undo all the damage that his relatives had done to him.

"It doesn't matter now. I have you; I have Tom and your parents. I actually have a chance at having a family." Harry couldn't help but smile at this thought.

"Now, enough of this talk, we can be depressed later. I want to shop!"

"What about this place?" asked Draco, pointing at a store that seemed to have an air of darkness around.

"Why not?"

Harry and Draco entered the store, looking around. All the clothes were either black or neon colors. Both boys thought this was a weird combination, but thought it was interesting. Neither knew where to begin looking, until a bubbly girl came bouncing over to them.

"Hello sweet hearts, my name's Debbie, is there anything I can help you with?" Asked the girl, short pink hair bouncing as she talked. Draco noticed her piercings immediately. There was a stud in her nose, one through her lip, a bar through her eye brow and at least 6 in her right ear, 4 in her left.

"Hun, as much as I enjoy you staring at me, could you quit it?" asked Debbie, finding the blonde's stare a bit unnerving.

"What? Oh, I'm sorry. I was just admiring your piercings. I'm debating if I should get some myself."

"Well, we have a credited piercing staff and facility, so if you want you can do that here. Now, before that, what about clothes? Not gonna lie, you're a bit out of style," Debbie stated, looking at Harry's and Draco's clothes, which looked remarkably the same.

"Well, these aren't mine, I had to leave home unexpectedly and I've been using his," said Harry, glancing over at Draco.

"Oh, so you don't have any style?" asked Debbie, looking at Draco.

"I have plenty of style! Everything I own was bought in the most expensive boutiques and is made out of the finest materials!"

"Yea, but do you like them? Do they fit your personality?"

"You mean pompous and arrogant?" Harry said laughing.

"Shut up!" said Draco, hitting Harry lightly on the shoulder.

"Well dear, you have to admit, until a few weeks ago that's how you were to me…"

"Um, boys? I hate to break up this adorable fight, but have you made a decision as to if you want new clothes?" asked Debbie, getting slightly frustrated by the bickering.

"Yes, we do," replied the boys at the same time.

"Good! Now let's see what we have…"

The next two hours were spent with Debbie shoving clothes into the boy's arms, demanding that they try on many outfits. By the end, Draco and Harry had enough clothes to last them a life time.

"So, what about those piercings?" Debbie asked after ringing up their purchases.

"I'm not sure, what do you think, Harry?"

"I think it would be interesting, what are you thinking?"

"Well, I don't want anything that could damage this beautiful face," Draco mused.

"Prick!" Harry coughed.

"But, I was thinking about maybe a bar through my cartilage," said Draco, giving Harry a look that clearly told him he was not amused with the prick comment.

"I think that would look great! I'll send you back to Mark." Debbie pointed to the back of the store, where there was a door to what they assumed to be where the piercing took place.

As they made their way to the back, Draco turned to Harry.

"Don't you want anything pierced?"

"I was thinking about getting a bar through my ear too. I thought… never mind." Harry looked down at the floor.

"No, tell me." Draco stopped them so Harry could tell him what was wrong.

"Well, I was thinking maybe if I got a bar through my ear… we could match. But that's stupid, forget I even said that." Harry tried to walk away when Draco grabbed his arm and forced Harry to look at him

"I don't think it's stupid. I think it's the cutest thing you've ever said." Draco brought his lips to Harry's, trying to show him how much it meant to him that Harry wanted to do that.

The kiss ended when Draco heard a distinct cough in the background. The boys broke apart to look over at the source of the cough, Debbie.

"As much as I love two boys kissing, and trust me when I say I do, I think you should get your ears pierced." Debbie led them through the door into the back room.

"Mark! Got some new meat for you!" Debbie yelled as they walked into the room

"New meat?" asked Draco, his voice trembling a bit.

"Sorry hun, it's just what we say. Don't worry; Mark will take great care of you." Debbie left the room as a young man, maybe in his 30's entered the room. He had several piercings; the most noticeable were in his ears. He had gages in his ears that Draco was sure he could stick his hand through.

"What can I do for you?" Mark asked.

"We both want to get bars through our cartilages," Harry replied.

"Well, how about you two pick out the bars from our selection and I'll be with you in a minute."

Harry and Draco looked through the selections they had. They both decided on 12ga stainless steel bars.

"Ready?" asked Mark, returning to the room.

"Of course."

Within 20 minutes, Harry and Draco were leaving the store with several bags and matching piercings.

"So, to Diagon Alley?" asked Draco.

"Sounds good, but could we change first? I'm sick of your clothes, no offense love."

"None taken… I guess."

They made their way to a bathroom in the back of a small café. Harry decided to put on a pair of tight black pants, which hugged his body in all the right places. He then put on a black and purple striped long sleeved shirt, then putting on a black Mindless Self Indulgence T-shirt over the striped one. He had listened to the band at the store and decided he wanted to get a shirt and a CD. He had asked Debbie about getting a walkman, but Debbie laughed and told him he needed to get an Ipod. Harry remembered Dudley getting an Ipod, but Harry never really paid attention. To finish the outfit, Harry put on the new pair of grey converse that he had purchased.

Draco was putting on a pair of tight grey pants. He decided to put on a green fishnet shirt. He then threw on a Dir En Grey shirt, another band they had heard while they were at the store. Last, he put on the same converse that Harry had bought, except his were black high tops.

Harry and Draco exited their stalls at the same time. Their eyes immediately scanned each other's bodies, being able to get a better view of each other in their new clothes.

"Wow Harry, you're hot," awed Draco, mouth watering as he eyed Harry's body.

"I could say the same for you love," Harry stated, slaunting over to Draco, grabbing the blonde's waist as soon as he got close enough.

Harry brought his lips to Draco's in an instant. Draco moaned under Harry's lips. In his mind it had been too long since he had last felt Harry's lips on his. He never wanted the kiss to end, but he knew he didn't want his first time to be in a bathroom.

"Harry, we need to go to Diagon Alley. I promise we can continue this later," Draco sighed, pulling his lips away from a very unwilling Harry.

"You bet your ass we'll continue this…" growled Harry, pulling Draco though the café and into another building. When they got to the roof they shrunk their bags and Draco climbed into Harry's waiting arms.

"Ready love?" asked Harry.

"Yes."

Harry lifted them into the air. He didn't have to travel far, and he was soon landing in an alley. He let Draco go and took his hand and began to leave the alley. Before they reached the street, he was stopped by Draco.

"Harry, do you really want to be seen as this? I mean…" Draco began to trail off.

"No, I want them to see the real me. After this school year everyone probably already knows," sighed Harry, looking out into the street.

"Yes, but if you really want, you can probably ignore it…" whispered Draco.

"No, Draco, I love you. I want everyone to know that. I don't care if they think I've gone dark. I have gone dark. The sooner everyone realize that, the better."

When they arrived at the street, the atmosphere seemed to change immediately. People stopped to gawk at the two strangely dressed men holding hands. Harry was just waiting for someone to recognize him…

"POTTER!" someone shouted from behind the boys. Harry knew who it was the instant he heard the voice.

They turned around and came face to face with the entire Weasley clan, plus Hermione.

"Potter? Why the fuck are you here? And with Malfoy? What? You had to be queer and go to the dark side?" sneered Ron.

"Fuck off Weasley, I'm not bothering you, so just leave me alone," said Harry, getting angrier.

"Not bothering anyone? You're flaunting your disgusting lifestyle for the world to see and are dressed like a couple of whores," fumed Mrs. Weasley, trying to shield her children away from the "horrid" sight.

"Mom, is this really necessary?" Fred asked.

"Yea mom. Harry's always been kind to us," George agreed.

"How can you say that? Look at them! It's disgusting!" cried Mrs. Weasley.

Fred and George looked at each other then walked over to stand beside Harry and Draco.

"No mom. What you're saying is disgusting. Harry is our friend," said George.

"So you're willing to leave your family for these… boys?!" spat Mrs. Weasley.

"You're going to kick us out because we stand by what we think is right?" asked Fred disbelievingly.

"I don't want to, but if that's what it takes for you to see the light, then yes I will," replied Mrs. Weasley.

Fred and George looked to each other to make their decision. Harry and Draco could only watch the twins throw away the only family they had.

"We will stay with them," Fred and George said.

"Fine, that's your decision," replied Mrs. Weasley, leading her daughter and husband away, while Ron and Hermione stayed.

"Are you happy now Potter?! You've destroyed my family!" cried Ron.

"How could you do this Harry? And to Mrs. Weasley, she was like your mother!" said Hermione.

"How dare you lecture me about family! You abandoned me when I needed you most! You deserted me, left me to fend for myself in that school! You were my best friends and you betrayed me!" screamed Harry.

"Betrayed you? We never betrayed you!" Said Hermione

"I know about your little plan with Dumbledore. You only became my friend to spy on me. I can't believe I couldn't see it…" Harry was lost in the painful memories of the past year.

Draco brought Harry into his arms and held the slightly trembling boy.

"God, is that necessary?" asked Hermione, looking away from the embracing couple.

"Yes Granger, it is," sneered Draco, holding on to Harry even tighter.

"Fucking fa…" Ron wasn't able to finish that sentence because Harry had snapped out of Draco's arms and now had Ron by the throat.

"Don't you dare use that word! You have no right to judge us! You have no idea who we are! You fucking bitch!" screamed Harry, squeezing Ron's throat.

"Harry!" yelled Draco and the Twins, trying to get Harry off of Ron. Only Draco could understand why Harry was so strong. It took all of them to get Harry off of Ron.

"What the fuck are you!?" cried Ron, looking in fear at Harry and Draco.

Harry looked at Draco, then at the crowd of people who had gathered around them. Harry couldn't take it anymore. He grabbed Draco's hand and ran through the crowd. He and Draco continued through the Alley until they reached a secluded area. Harry couldn't stop the tears from flowing from his eyes. Draco couldn't think of a way to stop Harry's pain. All he could do was hold the man he loved and let the tears flow. Harry cried until he thought his entire body would dry up from lack of water. He poured out all the painful emotions that he had kept bottled up for so long. Eventually the tears began to subside.

"Thank you, Draco," croaked Harry.

"Shh, no Harry. It's okay. Do you think you could bring us home?" whispered Draco.

"Yea, I think so. What about shopping?" asked Harry.

"Shopping? Fuck shopping. We can leave now," Draco stated firmly.

"Okay, let's go," said Harry, raising to his feet, holding Draco in his arms and bringing them both home.

AN: YES! YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! I'm so excited this chapter is done. It means I have something new out there! I did not abandon you! ^-^ AND its my longest chapter. Can't wait to see what everyone thinks. Maybe I'll even get my 100th review… 

Iri