Chapter Title: Who gave you permission to think?
Disclaimer: OWN NOTHING! NOT ONE DROP!
Pairings: Harry/Draco, Oliver/Marcus, Ron/Hermione, Sirius/Remus, Dean/Seamus and Percy/Adrian
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 of how they got together.
Summary 2: Harry feels bad but Draco feels worse

Notes: Where to begin hey. I have attempted to write this chapter probably about 500 times before I got a chapter that flowed well. I did want to post this chapter after I fixed some of my other chapters that were in bad condition but that's going to have to wait.
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Dan and Tom were delighted to hear the story about when their friend Chester was born. Their parents looked at each other and made a silent agreement the reason of why they broke up AGAIN.

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Harry lay face down on his bed, groaning at the pain he was in and moaning at how much he has fucked things up. Above his head he heard Seamus and Ron talking about him, he considered telling them to get out but he found he didn't have the strength of heart to do that so he just lay there wallowing in self pity.

"Hey mate, are you ok?" He could detect that it was Ron who asked him the stupid question. The only response he had was an inaudible grumble.

"Do you want anything?" This time it was an Irish accent, definitely Seamus. Harry grumbled again this time a word actually came from his mouth. "No Harry we can't get you Malfoy"

"Useless" the boy-who-lived finally turned over to lie on his back as he spoke "So when do you think it is the right time to go find Draco and apologise?"

Ron was the one to speak now "Well considering you told Draco that you didn't love him, effectively breaking his ice cold heart and as it's Malfoy we're talking about I would say...not for another two hundred years"

"Thanks Ron, glad I asked" Harry said sarcastically but it just came out as a tired slur.

His two friends looked at each other then back at him, looking distinctly like they had bad news to tell him. He tried to roll over back on his front, but they pushed and pulled him back so he was made to look at them "Hermione wants a word with you" the red head said and with that the two left the room in exchange for the young woman to come in.

Hermione walked gracefully to Harry's bed and sat down giving him a motherly look in the same way Mrs Weasley looked at him when she found out he was ill. She stroked his hair affectionately and spoke in such a soft way it was like she was reciting a lullaby "What happened Harry?"

Because of her such warm manner Harry couldn't help but respond "Draco told me he loved me and I told him that I didn't love him back" Harry choked at the memory.

"But I thought you did love him?"

"I did...I mean I do it's just our relationship is so tainted, we are so different it was never going to last. So when I realised how much he cared for me I figured it was the best time to end it. The longer we stay in the relationship, the harder it will be when we break-up, because I don't trust him, how can I he's Lucius Malfoy's son. I just thought this was the best decision" Harry explained trying to make himself believe he made the right decision but couldn't help believing that he made one of the worst mistakes of his life.

Hermione just sat there compliantly as he spoke, nodding sympathetically but at the same time slowly picking up a rolled up newspaper. When Harry finished speaking she gave him one last innocent look before she began attacking him with the paper, smacking him on the head, the arms and his torso before she began to scream manically "you idiot, you utter moron, who gave you permission to think it certainly wasn't me! You know you can't make a decision without me telling you what to do or something like this happens!" She kept hitting him; Harry tried fruitlessly to defend himself. Ron came running in forcefully pulling his girlfriend away from his best friend. He did manage to drag her out even though she tried to get free as she was shouting idiot repeatedly.

As he was left alone, Harry curled up in a ball burying his face under his pillow to muffle out his frustrated scream "Why am I such a twat?" He asked to no-one in particular.

"Because you're an idiot" Hermione shouted threw the dorm door obviously hearing her friend's question.

"Well that's settled I can lay here and hopefully spontaneously combust. Seems like the best option for me right now" the boy-who-lived sighed and just laid there as long as he possibly could.

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Adrian wasn't having an easy time either, after the birth of his beautiful son Percy suggested for him to stay. He didn't specify how long but the word 'stay' was there and since Percy had begun suffering from post-natal depression it was a good idea to do exactly what he wants. Even though being with Percy and Chester was a dream come true and more than he deserved for being a class a prick but still he would be in a much better situation if he wasn't living in a home where everyone hated him. Feeding his son as his ex…or was it really boyfriend now…anyway as Percy napped Adrian considered asking Percy to move in with him but that wouldn't be a wise idea. He went out with Percy for what two months? And in that time, he lied to him, he stood him up and he cheated on him just to prove he wasn't falling for the bookworm even though he was so obviously was. Percy was being more than understanding when it came to the baby, which the ex-chaser was extremely grateful about which just made him feel guiltier for wrecking any chance of a real relationship they could have very well had. Okay it seemed they technically were back together but something felt wrong Adrian felt he didn't deserve it.

"Hey, you okay?" The questioning voice made the ex-Slytherin he turned round and sighed with relief seeing it was Percy.

"I thought you were getting some sleep?" He asked softly reaching up a hand to stroke Percy's face affectionately.

"I did, now I've woken up" the red head smiled he was still tired but he didn't like being away from Chester for too long. He took his baby and cuddled him "Thanks so much for staying with me, especially you know with the weeping"

"Thank you for inviting me to stay and it's only been one night and you weren't crying that much" Adrian smiled back, his hand moving to the back of Percy's head his fingers moved against the soft curly hair and his thumb stroked near the back of his hair.

"You held me threw it" Percy smiled leaning into the caress.

"Couldn't exactly let you cry on your own now could I" Ade rested his forehead against his Percy's. So much like a couple but there was that thing in the way of them "Do you feel like crying?"

"A little" the red head sniffed

"I'll look after you"

"Thank you" it was Percy who began the kiss this time and Adrian was too weak to stop it so he returned the kiss till he felt a big hand grasp his shoulder painfully.

"Pucey I want a word with you!" Mr. Weasley had a firm grip on the young man.

"Yes sir, Mr Weasley sir" squeaked Adrian as he was pulled away "Help me!" He screamed dramatically as he was shoved into room as Arthur Weasley had a 'chat' with him

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Ron and Hermione had set up camp as it were in the library. She was studying while he snoozed, his head in his potions book. Hermione tapped her quill against the table as her mind uncharacteristically moved away from her studies. "That's it we should do something for Harry, maybe we could talk to Draco, what do you think Ron?" The only response she got was a snore "Ron? Ron!" She got one of her big books and smacked Ron on the head waking him up.

"Ow" he whimpered

"What are we going to do?"

"About what?"

"Harry and Draco"

"What about them?"

"Where have you been? We need to help bring them back together"

"Do we have to?"

"What do you mean 'do we have to?' Of course we do"

"Well it's just not our business is it?"

"Of course it is. We need to help them"

"No matter what I think I'm still going to help you aren't I"

"That is correct. Good boy"

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"Hey Marc where's Terrence?" Oliver asked walking into the kitchen with two toddlers behind him

The chaser was in the middle of eating his lunch when his lover walked in "He's gone to a job interview" as he spoke bits of his food spurted out

"You are so attractive baby" Oliver smirked "So what job is it?"

Marcus swallowed before speaking this time "Olivanders, just to assist"

"Could be a good job for him. Marcus?"

The dark haired man picked up the two toddlers, his son holding a cuddly hippogriff toy and Alex holding a qwerty doll. "Yeah" Marcus answered absently

"You said you were going to think about marrying me. Have you thought about it?"

"Kind of"

"And?"

"I'm still thinking about it"

Oliver sighed heavily "Can you at least tell me is there any chance of us getting married?"

"Maybe, I'm not sure" he shrugged "Does it really matter?"

"No I guess not"

"I love you"

The scot smiled sadly "Not enough to marry me though"

"That's not fair"

"Your right it wasn't"

"If it really bothers you then we will do it"

"No we can't if you don't believe in it"

Marcus swallowed and put the toddlers down, he went over to Oliver and kissed his head "I'll be back"

"Where you going?"

"Just out, won't be long" Marcus smiled before apparating.

"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?"

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Draco was sat in one of the boys cubicles. Silently crying at how stupid he had been, stupid to think he had a chance with Harry, to think the boy loved him back. What fool would openly admit his feelings for that Potter. Trying to stop his tears was futile it was so embarrassing to get shot down by someone at that moment you had trusted so much and let's face it loved. Who was he kidding he still loves him, he hated him but not enough to be over him "The bastard" he whimpered as he continued crying "The complete and utter bastard" He felt so pathetic as he just cried like a child, he couldn't stop it, he wanted to stop the pain so much, but it just flowed and flowed. He heard someone walk into the bathroom, he sucked in air and tried to be very so he would not be caught crying.

"Draco are you in here?" the familiar voice made the blond sigh with relief as he opened the cubicle door to let his godfather know that he was here. He watched as Severus shifted into the cubicle closing the door behind him. The teenager shifted on the toilet lid so his head of house could sit down next to him. "Are you…okay?" the strict man asked uneasily.

"Peachy" the blond mumbled staring at nothing, tears still slipping down his cheeks.

"Oh come on Draco don't cry, Malfoys aren't supposed to cry" he said desperately only to have the blond burst into gut-wrenching tears. "Oh crap! It's okay Draco I'm here, I'm here" he crooned badly as he pulled his god-son to him as he patted his back awkwardly, sighed at how he got himself into these situations.

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"Honey I'm home!" called Marcus as he apparated into the bedroom.

Oliver quickly ran in "You bastard you made me worry" in swift movements he clipped him across the head and kissed him on the lips.

"Ouch sorry, just had to do something. Is Terrence home?"

"Yeah, he's looking after the boys"

"How did the job go?"

"Not well"

"How so?"

"Well put it this way he was still on fire as he returned here"

Marcus sighed sympathetically for his luck challenged friend "Anyway ask me what I did"

"What did you do?" the scot asked curiously. He watched as Marcus took off his shirt "Well this looks interesting" he smirked, and then frowned as his lover turned round on the back of his right shoulder was there something written on him. "You got my name tattooed on you?" he asked in disbelief

"Yep" Marcus said proudly.

Oliver watched as a little snitch in the tattoo moved around his name he smiled as he touched the skin "But why?"

"Well this is me proving how much I love you"

The scot suddenly felt really guilty "You got this done, to prove a point?"

"Well not entirely, I've wanted a tattoo for ages but had no idea what to get. I decided that I might as well get something that I'll love forever" Marcus turned round and looked at Oliver "I can't promise to if or when to marry because my heart is not into the idea of it. Doesn't mean I don't love you. I might change my mind though but until then I have proof to the world that you are mine" he explained with a cheeky grin.

The Keeper grinned back and kissed Marcus "I love you"

"Love you too"

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Draco had finally stopped crying and just drank a goblet of water that his godfather conjured him. "So I guess you heard?"

"Yes" Snape nodded as he was hanging off the toilet seat in an undignified manner.

"How?"

"I was there you know, I heard what happened"

"Oh I see" Draco swallowed, he was too exhausted to cry anymore

"Maybe you should find yourself a girlfriend" Severus suggested but Draco gave him a stern look before he sighed and corrected himself "Fine a new boyfriend then"

"I don't know"

"What so you're just going to mope here in this cubicle all your life? Wishing that Potter will come running and come up with some fabulous excuse as to why he said it?"

"Maybe" The blond answered pathetically as he looked down at his nails.

"Draco that's not a life worth living"

"Alright I'll stop moping about the love of my life, when you stop moping about the love that died"

Snape shrugged "I see your point"

"I don't want anyone else, I want Harry"

"I know Draco I know but you can't throw your whole life away, don't turn out like me"

The blond looked at his godfather and smiled sadly "Hey I'll get myself a new boyfriend when you get yourself a girlfriend"

"Draco be realistic"

"I am being realistic, unless it's a guy you want, which is cool I can live with that" the Seeker said teasingly a little spirit was brought back into him.

Severus rolled his eyes "I have no preference of the matter"

"Is that a fancy way of telling me your bi"

"Draco" the potions master warned

"I'm only teasing. Seriously though I maybe moping about Potter a lot longer than you want me to be and it probably gets you more it's about him because you've been there when it came to his mother. But I'm young I'm aloud to mope about, you're getting old you need to get laid before it stops working" the blond sniggered as Severus just gave him a sideways glance

"You really like him don't you?" Snape asked somewhat softly

"Yeah, I really do. It kind of hurts some times"

The adult nodded understandingly, he's been there before, he even got the stupid t-shirt, there was nothing really he could say on the matter so all he did was sigh.

Meanwhile Seamus and Dean just entered into the men's toilets giggling and kissing as they fumbled around caressing and groping one another. Dean pushed Seamus against a cubicle door "No-one's here" he grinned breathlessly.

"Hey you're right" the shorter boy grinned "How about a blow job in this cubicle. I promise I give good service" he winked mischievously.

Dean pretended to think about it "I might just accept that offer" he chuckled before kissing his boyfriend passionately.

As Seamus was feeling out the cubicle handle behind him, Snape opened the door that he was in and glared at the two, Seamus pushed Dean away from him "Professor Snape" he squeaked.

"10 points from Gryffindor each"

The two boys nodded before running out of the bathroom, completely mortified knowing that Snape had heard them talking about blow jobs and had caught them kissing "I can't believe it"

"Yeah I know" Dean nodded trying to get his breathing back to normal.

"That bastard is now hiding out in the loos to jump out and take house points from us"

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