Based on: A yaoi rp my friend Alankin and I did. All parts of Draco and various characters played by her. Harry and other characters played by me. Used off of the Book series, not the movie. We LOVE the movies, of course. But there is simply so much more in the books.

Disclaimer: I and my friend do not own any part of Harry Potter, we're just fans.

Chapter 16

The four girls arrived and even though they didn't really know Draco...Subu wrapped her arms around Draco in a tight hug. "Oh Draco. So good to see you!" She had a blush on her face and wavered like she had a fever. Akita pulled her back. "CREAM PUFF! LIIIIIIVE!" Sakura, Kuri, and the rest of the students laughed. Sakura and Kuri struck a pose. "Yes! You have seen the wonder that is...GEISHA OKASHI!" The kids cheered. Subu looked at Draco and blushed again. "I-I'm sorry...I can sense things about people...and you're...like an old friend..."

"Yeah well...I'm afraid I barely know you girls." Draco muttered. Some of his potions classes were having fun, but still, the one class Potter screwed up, they were the worst. Ever. Even the classes with him and Potter as students weren't even that bad. After Potter left, he continued pushing the memories back, and they were actually beginning to stay gone, for longer at least.

The girls were more than happy to take over Harry's class and agreed to stay on as teachers. Akita took over as the DADA teacher. Subu became the school counciler. Sakura and Kuri opened up a student shop and took on the work of taking over after school activities. Subu took it upon herself to become friends with Draco. Even though it was clear that she and Akita were an item.
Subu looked at him. "You've been in a bad mood for a while..."

And just like that, Harry was replaced. And no one blamed Draco for Harry leaving, the stress of being a teacher was simply too much for him. The girls stayed, and it wouldn't have been bad, but the one playing councilor kept trying to be friends, and he didn't know why. "This isn't a bad mood...this is normal."

Subu's eyes went hazy. "You feel hurt, maybe even betrayed. Because someone who causes strange feelings in you left." She blinked, her eyes going back to normal. "I think...you need a cream puff." She reached into her bag and pulled out a box. She opened it up and held it out to him. "Take one." She smiled at him. Out of all the girl Subu was the calmest. Often the others would call her Mama Subu. As she always had the need to take care of everyone.

"And I think...you're crazy, and wrong. That person tried to ruin my career, he broke into my room, on several occasions, it was boarder line stalking. I'm glad he's gone." He looked at the box. "No thank you..."

"W-What?" Subu also had a complete baby face. And her eyes filled with tears. "But...I made them myself..." She sniffled. Then came the sound of rolling thunder. The door flew open and Akita grabbed Draco by the neck, a dangerous glint in her eyes. "You. Made. My. Cream. Puff. CRY!" She growled. Subu looked worried. "A-Akita..."

Draco's eyes widened, and then he did the unthinkable. Since Akita still had him by the neck, he reached back and grabbed a cream puff, only to squish it in Akita's face. "Then you eat it!" He gasped as she let go, even for a second.

Akita dropped him in surprise and licked some of the creamy stuff off before wiping the rest away. Within a second she had him in a headlock, sitting on his back with his arms bent backwards trapped in her knees. "EAT IT!"

"Eat it yourself you crazy..." He was trying to fight back, it wasn't going so well. Yup, this girls were going to be the death of him. "I HATE cream puffs, I don't care who made them!" Yes, he was only pissing the girl off more, but that seemed to be his way.

When the girls finally left the room Subu was looking back worriedly, and Akita was laughing. Draco was covered from head to toe in the cream from the cream puffs. And on his nose, like that of a clown, was one of the cream puffs.

"And you wonder why I'm in such a bad mood." He snapped, stalking off to get cleaned up.

XoXoX

Months went by, and Harry never wrote to Draco and never showed up again at the school. Autumn came and went. And now winter was there. It was still a week before the Winter Break came upon them when Draco got a letter from a tiny white owl. Still young. The letter was written in...crayon? And it was badly misspelled.
DeaR Mester Dragoonfli,
Yu are corduroyly envited two com two hour house for X Mas. Pleese com! I wunt two meat yu! At the olde Black House. Pleese! Preaty pleese! I have presentes! Pleese! Pleese! Pleese!
Secretly,
And instead of a name there was a picture of a teddy bear.
Time passed, and the memories were being pushed farther and farther away. He didn't need them. He didn't need Potter. He needed reality. And he was doing better and better, until he got a letter. He had to read it several times. And even then, it took him a while to understand who it was from. And when it hit him, he hit his knees, completely sure he was going to be sick. The memories coming back were...painful. But he remembered the snowball fight. Draco telling stories, Teddy saying all he wanted for Christmas was to make Potter happy. "I'm not going!" He cried, tossing the letter into the trash.

A few days passed and he received another letter. More begging. And another and another. Teddy begging Draco to come visit. On the last letter there was even little tear stains on it.

Draco spent the first night in the hospital wing, he said for headaches. And they were headaches, caused by the memories. The ones he didn't want. And the letters kept coming, and they kept hitting the trash can, when finally he gave in. The pain had subsided, only because he was on some heavy drugs. He packed a few things, trudges passed the Hogwart's apparation barrier, and apparated to the park in front of Potter's. He sat on the swing a good long time, staring where the house should be. Olivia sat by his side.

A little five year old boy with brown hair...who looked an awful lot like Lupin. The boy was getting the mail. He stopped and stared at Draco. Then he ran back inside the house. He came out a minute later, walking as carefully as he could, seeming to appear out of thin air since the house was hidden. In his hands he carried a steaming cup. He looked both ways and crossed the street. Then he went up to Draco and held out the cup. "It's hot chocolate!" He said, beaming at him.

"Thanks." Draco said, a smile crossing his face, for the first time in a long time. "You're Teddy right?" He knew it was Teddy, mini Lupin he always thought.

Teddy frowned a bit and then beamed. "Mister Dragonfly!" It seemed to be his way of saying Draco Malfoy. "You came! I knew you would! Come on! Come on! Come inside! Daddy will be so happy with my Christmas present!" He looked over at Olivia. "Awwww she's so cute!" He scooped her up and began carrying her back to the house.

"I can tell you right now he's not going to be happy..." Draco stopped, and pulled something from his back. "Before we go inside, here's a present for you..." Inside the box was a teddy bear, black, with a mini Slytherin scarf on it.

Teddy stared at it, dropping Olivia and wrapping his arms around the bear. "Thank you!" He grinned. Then he tugged on his coat sleeve. "Come on, come on!" He led him to the house and opened the door. He stomped his feet, getting the snow off. "Teddy? Is that you?" Harry called from the kitchen. There came the sound of movement, and Teddy pushed Draco into the living room. And into the light. Then Harry stepped into view. "Teddy I told you not to go outside alo-." He stopped when he saw Draco. And it became visible as the wall around Harry went up. Teddy grinned at him. "I askeded for him to come! Happy Christmas Daddy!" He said. Then he slowly looked worried and confused. "Daddy? Aren't you...happy?" Harry slowly looked down at Teddy and smiled reassuringly. "Yes. Of course I am." Teddy grinned and ran over, hugging Harry. Harry ruffled his hair. "There's some cookies in the kitchen. Why don't you go have some and pour a bowl of milk for Olivia?" Teddy ran off, calling for Olivia to follow him. Harry finally looked back at Draco, glaring at him. "What are you doing here?"

"Look you ungrateful git. That kid has been sending me letters, tear streaked letter in crayon almost every day, asking me to be here. I'm your big Christmas present...but if you want...I'll go, I'll be the one to break the kids heart, not you..." Draco was good at playing the bad guy. He didn't really want to be here either...but Teddy was convincing.

Harry glared at him and shook his head, looking back the way that Teddy had gone. "Didn't think he'd really do it." He muttered. Then he looked back at Draco. Harry's face looked like it was made of stone. "No. I'll not have him crying this close to Christmas. Take the last room on the right of the second floor. And just...stay away from me." He nearly spat it, then turned and started back to the kitchen. "Hey! You better not be eating ALL the cookies!" He called teasingly. And then there was the sound of the cookie jar sliding into place, followed by the bitter patter of someone's feet. Teddy came running into the living room. He held out a handful of chocolate cookies. "Here! Daddy made them! They're really good!"

Draco laughed, and smiled at Teddy. "Maybe later." He finished the mug of hot chocolate, and put it in the kitchen. Harry didn't want him there...but Teddy did...what did he do? "It's been a long day...I'll be upstairs. Be nice to Olivia Teddy." And he was all smiles and full of charm, and then he looked at Harry, and he looked...hurt? Quickly he grabbed his bag, and made his way to the room, closing the door, and sitting against it.

Harry didn't go to his room for a long time. Not until almost eight that night. He tucked in Teddy and then grabbed a plate full of food and a drink. He sighed and knocked on Draco's door.

"That better be Teddy's knock..." He grumbled. But he knew it wasn't. "What Potter?" His headache was back, he was curled up on the bed, in the dark. It wasn't as bad as it had been before, maybe he was finally getting better.

Harry opened the door and came in, carrying in the tray of food. He set it down on the nightstand and then turned away, closing the door behind him.

"Is this how it's going to be!" He called out after Harry left, and then whimpered in pain, curling up tighter. Loud sounds bad for the head. He considered asking Potter if he had any potions...anything that might help the pain, he had left his back at the school. But he had too much pride for that.

Harry stood outside his room, the door shut behind him. He stared down at his feet. Then he turned and started away. Draco had no right to be mad at him. Draco had driven him away. So he left.

He bite his lip, and rolled over, eying the food carefully. And slowly he ate, finishing the food and drifting off into a half sleep.

Harry returned around midnight to collect the food, opening the door silently. He stopped and looked at Draco, curled up on the bed. He glared at his sleeping form, picking up the tray.

"Harry...do you have anything...for the pain?" He asked weakly. Apparently Draco wasn't asleep. Actually he was in and out of it. The memories hit him again. Not Teddy this time. Potter. He remembered the Ferret and the Cat, their meetings at the tree by the lake, him burning down the tree in anger...they were pushing forward, with the same force he had pushed them back.

Harry stopped and looked back at him. A part of him wanted to snap at him. Tell him to go ahead an suffer. But Harry was the good guy. He sighed and walked out of the room, putting the plate on the counter. He went to the back room where he keep his potions. He found one for pain and returned to Draco's side. He popped open the top and gently helped Draco's head up a bit, tipping the drink down his throat. "This'll help the pain and help you sleep." He said, though he didn't know why Draco was in pain.

He eagerly drank the potion. "Hey...remember that time...I burned down the tree by the lake and it made a broken heart...I'm sorry..." And almost instantly he was asleep. But the thing was, that was the wrong reality he was talking about. It could have been the sleep and the pain, or the plan with Teddy was actually working.

Harry looked at him. He remembered the time. But he had shut it out. Blocking off that part of him so he wouldn't be hurt again. "No." He said. His voice empty. "I don't." He laid Draco back down and set what was left of the potion on the nightstand should Draco need it. Then he left the room and went back to his own.

Draco woke up again, and did need the potion. These headaches were killing him. And being here wasn't helping. maybe he should be like Potter, run off and check himself into Mungo's. Yeah. Right. He could deal with the pain. He could pretend to be alright. The next morning he slept in, far too late.

Note: You're probably wondering why I'm updating to much. It's for a couple of reasons. The first is to make up for all the time you've all spent waiting. The second is the fact that I really want to put my Alana's and my Batman fic. And finally, also because hopefully at the end of the month, beginning of the next, I will be moving into my own apartment! Eeee!

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