Author: Muttzrock
Title: Bedtime story
Chapter Title: Bad decision
Disclaimer: OWN NOTHING!! NOT ONE DROP!
Pairings: Adult Harry/Draco, mentions of Oliver/Marcus and (secretly) Harry/Draco
Warnings: Language and sexual incidents but nothing too explicit.
Summary 1: In the future, Harry and Draco are married with kids. They tell them the story on how they got together.
Summary 2: Harry does the third task. Oliver reads the letter and Marcus finds out
Notes: First time Harry Potter fic, please be nice when sending comment.
"Uncle Marcus isn't going to be happy" Dan said, as he drank his pumpkin juice
"I'd beat up anyone who'd look through my stuff" Tom told them forcefully
"Sure you would" Dan mumbled sarcastically
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Oliver sat down on the bed as he read the letter. Jamie was sucking his thump watching him, he looked round in confusion, and it almost looked like he was looking for something or someone. Oliver read the letter teary eyed.
Marcus Flint
Though you do not deserve to have the title 'Flint' anymore, you disgusting perverted creature.
From now on you will have no money from us; your inheritance will go to your cousins in America.
We are appalled at your choice of partner, who is not only a man, but in fact a Gryffindor, we found his name,
Oliver Wood isn't it. We found out after the news spread. You a pure-blood are fornicating with a disease ridden whore.
I curse on Salazar's Slytherin's grave that you and your repulsive whore will burn.
We also had heard of the freakish act of that Wood boy giving birth to a child. Oh the poor, deformed child, to be
Born of two disgusting men, oh and he will be deformed, remember Marcus of your natural inheritance
The beast blood inside of you, you were always the one who looked ugly, the rest of us looked like the beings we were
When you looked like the beast you are, you're so called offspring will look exactly like you.
An ugly troll, I hope that this child does look like you, so that he'll never be happy
Goodbye Marcus, you were once our son, but now you are the dirt under our boot
Ursula Flint.
Oliver wiped the tears from his eyes, a wheeze sound came from Jamie, he was looking distressed, and Oliver picked him up.
"What's up Jamie?" Oliver asked softly, his voice sounded like it was about to break, as he kept himself from crying, Jamie was looking round and burst into tears. Oliver held the baby close; Jamie was still looking around "You want your dummy?" Oliver got the baby's dummy; Jamie covered his mouth declining the dummy. "What's wrong sweetie?" Oliver was getting confused, Jamie was looking like he lost something "Are you missing daddy?" Jamie was sill crying, Oliver picked up a photo of him and Marcus, Jamie pointed to Marcus "I miss him too" this was the longest Jamie has been without seeing one of his parents and it was stressing him out "He'll be back home soon" he told his son "We'll have to get used to this you know" Jamie was still looking at the picture, he didn't understand why his daddy wasn't with him.
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It was another hour before the third trial started but Harry was with Draco. They were in a deserted corridor, and they were holding each other
"Good luck" Draco whispered in Harry's ear.
"I'll need it" Harry answered, he buried his face in Draco's shoulder "I don't want to do it"
"You'll have to, but remember be careful, you won't be nearly as much fun with an arm or a leg missing" Draco joked sadly, the two boys kissed softly.
"You want to do the task instead of me" Harry offered
"Rather not"
"Thought so" they smiled at each other "Will you be there? Watching it?"
"Course, I'll be cheering you on, well I'll be mentally cheering you on" they kissed again slowly "Good luck, come back safe, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but winning isn't that important, staying alive is"
"Thank you" Harry was tired of everyone wanting him to win, it was a relief that at least one person just wants him to stay alive and nothing else "I've got to go"
"Ok" the two let go of each other, and Draco watched as his boyfriend walked off.
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It had been two more hours and Jamie had finally cried himself to sleep, Oliver still held him in his arms, the man had a new hatred and that was towards Marcus's so called parents.
"How dare them?" he said sadly, cuddling Jamie to his chest, he felt some movement then realised Jamie was waking up "Go back to sleep Jamie" whispered Oliver, but Jamie wasn't listening, he started sucking his thumb and looked around, then stared miserably at Oliver "I know, I know, he'll be here soon, should be back any minute now" Jamie began crying again, Oliver felt himself start crying too, he tried to stop himself, but the tears still fell from his eyes "Please Jamie don't cry, you're starting to make me cry" Oliver held the baby close as he cried.
"Honey I'm home!" Marcus shouted dryly, Oliver wiped his eyes, and tried to make it look less like he'd been crying, Jamie looked up to the familiar voice as Marcus walked through "Jamie, what's up?" Marcus asked concerned as Oliver past his son to Marcus. Jamie was gripping onto Marcus's shirt; he was beginning to calm down "What's happened?"
"He was just missing you" Oliver answered, Jamie had stopped crying now, but still clung onto his daddy, he looked up sadly.
"Aww, I'm sorry Jamie" Marcus cuddled hi son and kissed him on the head "He really did miss me" he sounded surprised.
"Yeah course he did, it was the longest that you've been away from him" Oliver told him "I missed you too" Marcus looked lovingly at him, as he held Jamie with his right arm he used his left arm to pull Oliver into a half hug, the Keeper rested his head on the Chaser's shoulder.
"You look like you've been crying too" Marcus commented "Everything alright?"
"Yeah fine, you look tired"
"I'm knackered, so is this one" indicating to Jamie, he had fallen asleep on his chest "Shall we move his cot to our bedroom?"
"Yeah we better had" Oliver took Jamie off Marcus
"Does this mean, you want me to be the one who moves the cot?" Oliver nodded vigorously "Typical" Marcus walked into Jamie's room, Oliver watched in amusement, as Marcus opened the door and pushed the cot through "I'm so happy you're enjoying watching my pain" Oliver laughed as Marcus awkwardly moved the cot to their bedroom. Then something occurred to Oliver
"The letter" he mumbled, then realised he left it on the bed. He quickly rushed into the bedroom, straight behind Marcus then flopped onto the bed, covering the letter with his body.
"Oliver, what are you doing?" Marcus asked as he took Jamie from Oliver and put him gently into the cot.
"Nothing, just laying here" he said and lazily stretched and relaxed his body.
"On my side of the bed?" Marcus raised an eyebrow.
"It doesn't have your name on it" Oliver argued, he knew it was pathetic "Can you make us a cup of tea please"
"You have got to be kidding me; all I want to do is sleep"
"Please" Oliver stuck out his bottom lip and fluttered his eyelashes
"Fine" Marcus sighed and left the bedroom, Oliver sprung into action and throws the note back into the draw unfolded and ripped in the middle. He moved to his side of the bed and took his clothes so he was only wearing his boxers, Marcus walked in with the two cups of teas "Oh so you've decided to go back on your side then?"
"Sure" Oliver took his cup and starting sipping at it "How was practise?" Marcus started taking off his clothes
"It was ok" Marcus was only clad in his boxers, he stretched and yawned
"You're beautiful" sighed Oliver
"You only love me for my body" Marcus laughed, he looked down on a quiet sleeping Jamie "He's so adorable"
"Yeah he is" Oliver said as he got under the covers
"I'm so tired" Marcus moaned as he flopped down onto his said of the bed, he got under the covers and yawned again
"So what did you do at training?"
"Oliver let me sleep"
"Sorry" Oliver said as he cuddled into his lover "Love you"
"Love you too" mumbled Marcus, he fell fast asleep, but even though Oliver was tired he couldn't find the need to sleep, he was torn between three emotions; anger, sadness and guilt. He didn't mean to betray Marcus's trust, but he just had too, and now he felt horrible, he watched his boyfriend sleep.
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Harry Potter and the other contestants were walking out onto the field in front of the maze; Harry looked up to see Draco actually sitting next to Ron and Hermione. Harry smiled and knew that was a big step for Draco to show his support. Dumbledore told the four contestants about what they will suspect in the maze, and lucky felt more worried then he did before.
"You think he's going to be ok?" Hermione asked worriedly
"I hope so" Draco mumbled, Hermione smiled at him. It was obvious that Draco cared a great deal about Harry, and she was happy at that.
"He'll be fine, it's Harry we're talking about" Ron told them
"I wish I had your faith" Draco said
All too soon Harry made his way through the maze, he was running fast as he can one minute, then very slowly, it was race not against the other contestants but a race for his own life. He heard Fleur scream, she was out. Harry turned a corner and was faced with Viktor's wand pointing at him in the face, he looked angry, like he wanted to hurt Harry as if he had done something to hurt him. Did Viktor know about Harry and Draco, if yes is that's why he looks so angry. Harry watched as after hearing a noise Viktor looked up and lowered his wand, Harry turned around to see Cedric there, Harry was confused to why Viktor lowered his wand, but he wasn't going to argue about it, as he quickly made his get away.
Soon Harry felt like he was about to go mad, every twist and turn he made, just felt like a new trap, until he finally saw the goblet unfortunately so did Cedric, they raced to get it, it looked like they were going to grab it at the same time, but they heard a scream from Viktor and Cedric suddenly stopped and looked back, but Harry kept going and grabbed the Goblet spinning round until he landed in the graveyard of his nightmare.
It really was a nightmare for Harry, he saw Wormtail the traitor, and Harry's arm was cut to provide an awakening to a killer. Voldermort had arisen, the deatheaters came, one of them being Lucius Malfoy. Harry was in a daze and yet being fully alert, it was a nightmare, it had to be a nightmare, but when he felt the Crucio curse run through his body he knew it was all too real. The fight continued, Harry thought he was going to die but the ghosts of the people Voldermort had killed came out of their wands, and that's where Harry saw his parents, they two people Harry needed to be with him and yet they were just ghosts, they wont come back from the dead, and it was breaking Harry. He didn't know how it happened, but Harry got to the port key and he was safe for now.
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Marcus and Oliver woke to the sound of Jamie crying, they groaned and got up, Oliver picked him up and took him to the kitchen. Marcus stretched lazily, he sadly looked to his draw where the letter was kept, and he opened it up and reached in for the letter. Marcus looked at the rip in the middle and knew he didn't do that.
"Marcus, do you know where…" Oliver cut what he was about to say short as he saw Marcus look at him, as held the letter in his hands.
"You've read this" Marcus said and Oliver nodded sadly.
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That night Harry cried in Draco's arms, the blond didn't say anything to him, he just held him. It was all too much for Harry and when he remembered Lucius being a deatheater, he wondered if Draco will still hold him after Harry tells the truth. Harry held onto Draco and nuzzled his neck as he cried, just wanting to stay there and be held until the pain goes away.
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