Chosen prompt: Owl's carrying gifts.

Chapter 8:

Draco woke to the sun shining in from the window and blinding him. He groaned and rolled over, sitting up and against the headboard. Images of last night came flashing into his head and he couldn't believe he let him self do that. A small whisper of his name coming from the other guys lips echoed into his ears and his eyes flew open. How did this person know his name when he changed so much about himself. He slowly reached down and retrieved his clothes from the floor and placed them back on before taking the mask off of his face and changing his hair color back to normal.

A small tapping sound came from the window and Draco walked over and opened it up. Three owls flew into the room holding what looked like wrapped gifts. Draco shook his head and watched as each owl dropped their gifts onto his bed and flew back out of the window. Curious, Draco walked over and picked up the smallest package first.

Draco

When you are done opening these I hope you will seek me out to talk.

The first one read. He placed the card down on the bed and opened the first package. Inside was a small picture of him and Harry when they first got together. Draco remembered the picture well. He was hiding his face in Harry's shoulder because he didn't want his picture taken. It was their first date and Harry wanted something to remember it by. Draco huffed and placed the picture down and opened the next box. Inside was a stack of picture of two children he never saw before, until he got to the recent ones, the twins. He couldn't help but wonder why Harry would send pictures of his and Blaise' kids to him, unless he wanted to piss Draco off enough to go search for him. The third box was actually a letter.

Draco,

Merlin how I miss you. It has been way to long and I don't even know where to start. I know you may not believe anything I say in this letter so I placed a vial of my memories in with this. Please read this first, it is hard enough trying to get this down into words.

I was so very happy with you. I loved you more than anything in this world. Blaise had been placing little doubts into my mind for awhile. I just always told my self I loved you and they were not true. Well when you went home that last weekend before we broke up he really got to me.

He said that you went home to sneak around with your other lover. You had been evasive and secretive that whole week before. He showed me a memory of his that showed you hugging some other guy and you looked so happy. So I thought ok I will let him go, he doesn't care enough about me to stay with me.

I just thought you were going to leave me anyway. Then you told me in that letter you were with child. I didn't believe it was mine. I thought it was your other lovers. I Also just came back from finding out some news myself around that time. In a moment of weakness and needing comfort I went to Blaise. I didn't love him but I needed to feel something.

So when I found out shortly after that I was having twins I thought they were his. I stayed with him and we got married. I had the twins and saw pictures of your son also through-out the year. The twins hair turned blonde and they looked so much like your son I couldn't deny it any longer. All three of our boys are ours. They are fully brothers. That was the only reason I stayed with Blaise all this time, so when I got confirmation from a lab that they were not his I left him.

Then last night. I came to the party and even though you had changed a couple things I knew it was you. I will always know it is you. I just couldn't stop myself. To be able to feel your body against mine. To be within you again. It was the best feeling in the world. My heart felt complete. I just want to be able to talk to you. I know you didn't know it was me last night and I am sorry if this angers you at all, but please. If not for me then for the boys.

I already sat down and talked to them. Told them everything I had said was not true. I was hurting and more angry at myself than I was at you. I want to tell them about you and Tobias, but not with out your permission first.

Love Harry.

Draco reached up and felt tears running down his face. He didn't even realize he was crying as he read this. He wasn't sure if he should forgive and forget so easily. He needed to sit down with his son and talk with him about all of this. He folded up the letter and placed it back in the box with the vile, he would come back to that later. Right now he needed to find his son.