Unfinished Business: Shattered Pieces

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Standing Exactly As I Am

As Harry stood before the cracked mirror, he shook his head. How had his life become so complicated? It had been months since what was now known as the Mirror of Erised incident. He couldn't believe how close his world had been to changing once again.

McLaggen had been moments from casting his own curse over world, which would have separated him from Draco once again. He and Draco had been on the other side of the shield, doubling their efforts to take it down as McLaggen pulled his desire from the mirror.

The moment McLaggen had succeeded and the desire had been pulled into his wand, Astoria appeared out from behind the mirror and pushed McLaggen. The next thing Harry knew, McLaggen disappeared into the mirror. Time seem to stop for Harry as memories of Sirius' fall though the veil at the Department of Mysteries flashed before his eyes.

When the duo finally got the shield down, and Harry placed Astoria under arrest for her involvement in McLaggen's plan by putting a body binding curse on her, he and Draco went in to inspect the mirror. What they found wasn't too encouraging.

The mirror was broken. A large crack in the centre of the mirror that stretched to the edges of its frame did not sit easy with Harry. When he had pressed Astoria for information she laughed.

"He's living out his heart's desire," she said, a satisfied smile on her face.

When Harry had asked for a way to get him out of the mirror, Astoria had gleefully informed him that the crack in the mirror meant that McLaggen had cast his own curse while within the mirror. That meant that the only way to get him out of there was for him to remove the curse himself.

The problem was, with the curse cast, everything McLaggen had pulled out of the mirror was being played within side mirror with frightening realism. Unfortunately, that meant that McLaggen might not even know he's inside the mirror. He might actually believe that he's living the life he desired.

Left with nothing else to do, Harry had the mirror taken out of Hogwarts and placed within the Department of Mysteries. It had been a treat for the Unspeakables who had been looking for that very mirror for hundreds of years. After all, they had been aching to study the mirror within the Brain Room while its brother, the Veil, sat within the Death Chamber.

"Two down…" one of the Unspeakables had smiled gleefully.

Now, five months later, Harry had come to check up on how close they were to freeing McLaggen from the mirror. However, even after five months, what they had discovered was the very things Draco and Astoria had told him on that day.

The only one that could free McLaggen was McLaggen.

Apparently, the mirror had been made hundreds of years ago, around the same time as the Veil. Its purpose had been to show someone their heart's desire. Harry had already known that from his time in school. What he hadn't known then was that the mirror had the added bonus of letting that person walk into the mirror and live out that life for however long they wished.

With the mirror cracked, no one else could see their own heart's desire. The solution to fixing the mirror was the same as the solution to remove Astoria's curse. Either McLaggen lifted the curse himself, or he died which would force the mirror to expel his body. Harry shook his head in sadness. As he left the mirror in the hands of the Unspeakables, he was reminded of what Dumbledore had told him years ago. Many lives had been wasted because of the mirror.

McLaggen was now its latest victim.

After Harry left the Department of Mysteries, he rode the elevator up to the Auror Headquarters. Once there, he was surprised to find his husband sitting at Ron's desk while the two of them played chest. Now the two of them playing chest wasn't what surprised him since the two of them love to challenge each other to games of chest ever since Ron, tired of beating Harry all of the time, found out that Draco was very skilled at it.

No, what surprised Harry was that Ron was still working out of his cubicle. Now that Harry was officially on maternity leave, Ron was the acting Head Auror. That meant that he got to use Harry's office instead of staying out here.

"Check mate," Draco smirked, causing Ron to groan at the loss.

"I'll get you next time, Malfoy," Ron pouted as he slumped back into his chair. "Hey Harry," he smiled brightly when he spotted his friend walking towards them.

"Hey Ron," Harry smiled as he walked up to them. "You do realize that you're the acting Head Auror. Why aren't you using my office?"

"Cause I know what you guys do in there when you're alone," Ron said candidly as he magicked the chess set back into his desk.

"So, what did they say about McLaggen?" Draco asked when Harry only stood in shocked silence at Ron's words.

"The same things I already knew," Harry frowned, his cheeks tinted red from Ron's words. "Only McLaggen can free himself, either by removing the curse or by his death. They are looking for other ways, but they aren't hopeful," he explained said before turning to Ron. "What's happening with Astoria?"

"She was found guilty regarding her involvement with the mirror, but since she helped you guys out in the end and since McLaggen isn't dead or in any immediate danger, she was only placed under house arrest indefinitely. You asking for leniency on her behalf might have helped. Some on the council are friends with the McLaggen and Greengrass families, so your support tipped the scale in her favour."

"That's good," Harry said. "Though I don't want to deal with that woman ever again, I don't believe she needs to go to Azkaban for what she did."

"So you're satisfied now?" Draco said as he wrapped an arm around his husband.

"Yes," Harry smiled softly.

"Then does that mean you're officially on maternity leave? There's not going to be any more talk about this whole mess until you have to go back to work again."

"That's right," Harry said in amusement.

"Great. Ron, take one last look at this man's face. You won't be seeing it here for at least of year."

"Ten months," Harry corrected.

Draco opened his mouth as if to contradict Harry but decided against it. It was a miracle that Harry even agreed to that long.

"Let's go home," the blonde said instead, and Harry was only more than happy to oblige.


As Harry and Draco Apparated to their cottage, Harry couldn't help but feel very lucky. Though they had lost someone because of that mirror, Harry knew that he couldn't feel sorry for McLaggen. The man had made his own choices and that was where it led him. Whether he was happy or not, Harry was just happy that he had his family back, even though it had changed slightly.

It had been hardest for James to adjust to life after the curse. Even though his relationship with BJ had been complicated before then, within the course of a year, BJ had gone from someone James spent most of his time with, to someone he avoided out of uncertainty. Then, because of the curse, he went from someone he avoided out of a curse-induced mistrust, to someone he was falling for.

After the infamous kiss in the girls' lavatory, James had been so confused about his feelings towards his childhood friend. But of those scenarios, James had found that he enjoyed the idea of BJ being his boyfriend most of all, much to BJ's delight.

Scorpius, liking the idea of being a Malfoy, had asked his parents if he could continue as one by officially changing his name. Albus had stood by his brother's decision even if he still liked being a Potter. Draco had teared up at the request, though he denied it feverishly.

Lily had been the easiest to please. When Harry came home a few months ago with the newest addition to their family, a little girl named Jasmine Theodora Potter, Lily had dotted on the little girl like none other.

Even though there had been some changes to his family, Harry felt they only made them closer. As he opened the door to the cottage, Harry was reminded of that once again when shouts of "SURPRISE" rung through the air. The once darkened room now stood lit with a Happy Birthday Harry banner floating in the air. Family and friends filled the room as Harry turned to the blonde next to him.

"Is it bad that I forgot my own birthday?" Harry laughed.

"We'll forgive you this time," Draco said as he pecked him on the cheek. "After all, you had a lot on your mind."

When Harry was suddenly given a glass of butterbeer, he was encouraged to give a speech. Even though he had given speeches in the past, from as early as his school days, Harry found himself unprepared. But the moment he looked out at everyone gathered, the words seemed the flow through him.

"Today I stood in front of a broken mirror. The Mirror of Erised to be precise," he started to say. "It had the power to show someone their heart's desire, and as I stood there, looking at its shattered pieces, I was reminded of a great man, a man I looked up to from the moment I met him. A man I even named my son after," he laughed, causing everyone in the room to laugh with him.

"Albus Dumbledore had once told me that the mirror could only show someone the deepest, most desperate desire of their hearts… that many have wasted their lives away because of it. Cormac McLaggen has become one of those lives. He sought out a world where his life was not what he had built through love and dedication.

"After Astoria had removed her curse from the world, and before McLaggen had gone through the mirror, I had looked into it. I was not surprised when I found myself there, standing exactly as I am. Seeing you all here tonight, there is no doubt in my mind why that was. I need nothing more than what I have right here, right now. The friends I have made … the family I have built, along with the love of my life…," Harry said as he took Draco's hand, "has made me the luckiest man in the world.

"Everything I have gone through, I have gone through with each of you. It has made me into the man I am today, and I couldn't have asked for anyone better to help me shape out my life than the people standing here before me. Cheers … to all of you," Harry said as he lifted his glass.

"Cheers," everyone in the room chorused before they all took a sip of their drink.

One by one, those Harry loved most in the world walked up to him with hugs, kisses and birthday wishes. When Pansy came up to him with a bundle of blankets, Harry's eyes lit up even more as he took his daughter within his arms.

"How has she been?" Harry asked as he cradled the newest addition to the Potter family.

Jasmine looked up at her dad with bright green eyes, her raven hair sticking up in all directions. When Draco came up behind him and started playing with her feet, a smile lit up her face before her raven locks turned blonde and her eyes turned story grey.

"She's been very good," Pansy said as she played with the raven-haired girl's fingers. "Though you could have told me that she was a Metamorphmagus. The first time she changed her hair color, I nearly had a heart attack, not to mention what happened when I handed her off to Blaise."

As Draco laughed at Pansy's predicament, Harry could only shrug apologetically. After he and Draco had witnessed their daughter's first use of her ability, the blonde had wanted to let their friends and family find out the exact same way.

James' eyes had lit up mischievously at the discovery. Scorpius and Albus had nearly had a heart attack when Jasmine's hair had turned from blonde to raven and back again as she looked between her brothers. Lily had squealed in delight seeing as how her favorite cousin was also a Metamorphmagus.

As for Teddy. He was pleasantly surprised to have another Metamorphmagus in the family. He was also understandably choked up when Harry had asked him to be her godfather. Teddy had immediately said yes, much to Harry's delight.

Ron and Hermione had been pleasantly shocked, with Ron suggesting that her abilities would help her become an excellent Auror. Draco had promptly took her away from him after that comment, much to Harry's amusement.


"We have to hide," BJ said as he grabbed onto James' hand and pulled him outside.

"This is the first time I've seen someone hide by going out into the open," James joked as BJ pulled him to the porch.

"It's the only place where we can hide from my mother. She hates the outdoors," the other boy admitted, causing James to laugh.

Unable to hold himself back at the sight of the boy of his dreams laughing, BJ leaned in and softly kissed James on the lips. It was gentle at first, with BJ caressing James cheek with his thumb. James gave a little moan as BJ licked his lips, asking for entrance. When James parted his lips, BJ slipped his tongue between them, moaning as he deepened the kiss.

With his brain starting to fog from the way BJ's tongue trailed along his, James had enough sense to pull away from the boy. After all, he didn't want to get caught by his father, who was already over protective of James.

"So why are we hiding from your mother again?" James asked, trying to get his head out of the kiss-induced clouds.

"Apparently," BJ started, though a little nervously, "the moment she found out that we were dating, she had our goblin at Gringotts right up a marriage contract."

"Marriage!" James exclaimed, laughing in shock. "We haven't even graduated yet."

"That means nothing to my mother," the other boy said dismissively. "With older families, marriage contracts could be made as soon as birth, sometimes even before then," he explained.

When BJ saw James' eyes widen in nervous shock, he rushed to reassure the other boy.

"Don't worry," he said as he held onto James' hand. "A marriage contract doesn't exist without both sets of parents agreeing to it, and I don't see your dad signing anything like that."

"You're right," James laughed nervously.

"And I would never force you to do anything you didn't want to do," BJ added as he caressed James' neck in comfort.

"Of course," James smiled, feeling suddenly at ease with the boy next to him.

As BJ leaned in for another kiss, he couldn't help but file this little reaction for later. Though he was only sixteen, he found that the notion of marrying the boy before him didn't frighten him in the least. In fact, the thought of spending the rest of his life with James excited him. Unfortunately for BJ, he had been pouring that excitement into his kiss so much so that he failed to notice when the door to the cottage opened.

"Alright. That's enough," the boys absently heard before they were forcibly pushed from each other.

BJ looked up, ready to curse whoever had interrupted them when he saw the telltale blonde hair.

"James. Inside," Draco said even though he was looking at BJ. "BJ and I need to have a little talk."

"Papa," James said as he and BJ got up from the porch.

"Now. Go find your dad. He's in the living room."

Rolling his eyes, James turned to BJ, who gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, before heading inside. Once the door closed and Draco and BJ were alone together, the blonde turned to the teen with, what BJ thought at least, a frightening look in his eyes.


When the last of the guests finally left the cottage, it was well past midnight. Harry shook his head as he looked around his messy cottage and got to work cleaning up after them.

"It's your birthday, Harry," Draco said as he came up to the other man. "You shouldn't have to lift a finger. Besides, it was my idea to throw the party. I'll clean everything up for you."

"Without magic?" Harry laughed doubtfully, causing Draco to hesitate.

"Don't worry, Papa," Lily said as she appeared out of nowhere. "We'll do it," she beamed as her brothers showed up behind her.

The two of them looked at their kids with such pride that it almost made them cry.

"Well you heard them. Let's disappear before they change their minds," Draco said in Harry's ear.

"Okay," Harry laughed before bending down to kiss Lily on the top of her head. "Goodnight my lovelies," he said as he kissed each of them goodnight in turn.

As their kids started cleaning up the mess, Draco took Harry to bed. The moment the doors closed and the privacy spell was activated, Draco's lips descended on Harry's neck as he was pressed against the door. In response, Harry slid his hands in Draco's pants. When he suddenly found his hands trapped above his head and smoky eyes staring down at him, Harry couldn't help but become aroused.

"Before we begin, I need to know how far I can take this," the blonde said, his eyes trailing down Harry's body as he spoke.

"As far as you want to," Harry said huskily, his lips ghosting under the blonde's.

"Are you sure?" Draco asked even as he pressed his awakened manhood against Harry's leg.

Harry smiled up at the blonde. It had been a while since they'd made love. With the new baby and the mess with Astoria and McLaggen distracting him, Harry hadn't been interested in anything past snogging and blowjobs. But today gave him back a need to be closer to the love of his life. He found that he needed to be made love to, and he needed it now.

"I am yours," he said before pushing himself up so he could press his lips against Draco's.

As if a floodgate had opened, Draco drove his tongue past Harry's lips to deepen the kiss. Then the blonde wrapped his arms around the startled man before lifting him off the ground. In an instant, Harry had his legs wrapped around Draco's waist as he was carried over to the bed.

When Draco let them fall to the bed, he broke away from Harry. As he looked at the blonde, Harry watched Draco make quick work of the Auror's trousers and boxers. The next thing he knew, Harry watched as the blonde swallowed his manhood. Harry gasped as Draco's head bobbed up and down, caressing his tongue along the shaft.

"Sweet Merlin, Draco," Harry gasped as he grabbed onto the blonde's hair.

As Harry's body started heating up, and his mind clouded with thoughts of what was to come, Draco suddenly pulled away again. Encouraged by the sound of Harry's disappointed whimper, Draco stood up and quickly discarded his clothes, letting them litter the floor. At the sight of the blonde's exposed chest, Harry made quick work of the rest of his clothes. Even before the last piece of clothing hit the floor, Draco had gotten the lube by their night table and coated his fingers with it before sliding it in Harry's waiting entrance.

Harry gasped out at the intrusion. It had been months since they had gone this far after all. But the sensation of Draco stretching Harry's entrance was a welcomed feeling. When Draco suddenly hit that bundle of nerves deep within Harry, the Auror couldn't help the loud moan that escaped his lips.

"Oh my," Harry cried out, his hands griping onto the sheets as Draco continued to caress that tight spot. "Draco please. I need more than just your fingers inside me," he panted, his mind going crazy with want.

Before Harry knew what was happening, the intrusive digits disappeared from within his hole. He whimpered in displeasure at the loss, even though he knew something better was about to take its place.

"You don't have to tell me twice," the blonde whispered in Harry's ear, causing the other man to shiver in delight.

A second later, the tip of something much larger than his fingers pressed against Harry's opening. He looked down and watched as Draco, who was keeling between his legs, pressed his leaking cock into Harry's waiting hole.

Harry moaned out in pleasure as Draco pushed forward, inching his way deeper into his husband. Bit by bit, Draco pushed, until he was flush up against Harry's butt cheeks. He then took a hold of Harry's legs and slowly pulled out before quickly slamming back in.

"Oh, that's right," Harry moaned at the sudden thrust.

When Draco thrust again, Harry gripped onto his cock, pumping it in time with the blonde. As the blonde started going faster, his thrusts became more erratic, and Harry shouted out as his sweet spot was pounded against.

How he had gone so long without this, Harry would never know. What he did know, as he was suddenly flipped onto his hands and knees, was that he didn't want it to stop.

It wasn't just the sex that he didn't want to stop. Although the feeling of Draco inside of him was incredible, Harry never wanted any aspect of his life to stop. He knew that even with everything in his life being as perfect as it was, he knew that things would only get better.


End of Chapter: Standing Exactly As I Am

End of Story: Shattered Pieces

A/N: Even though this is the end, I still might write an epilogue. I haven't decided yet. But as it stands now, the story ends here. I hope you enjoyed. TTFN