Chapter 29
At 11 o'clock the next morning, Harry and Draco were stood outside number 4, Privet Drive. They linked their hands together as Harry knocked on the door. The door slowly opened to reveal Dudley. He was thinner than he used to be, and he had grown a short beard.
"Harry, you came!" Dudley almost shouted. He held out his hand, and Harry shook it in reply.
"Dudley, nice to see you."
Dudley then looked to Harry's left to see a blonde haired man. He was shocked and confused by this, and even more so when he saw that their hands were linked together. "And who is this?"
"Ah, this is my fiancé, Draco." Harry replied. Dudley and Draco shook hands and Dudley let them inside the familiar house.
"Well, I can say that I didn't expect that." Replied Dudley. "Sorry for making assumptions in the letter."
"Don't worry." Harry said, shakily. He was terrified of what his aunt and uncle would say.
Dudley led them into the living room, where he Petunia and Vernon sat on the edge of their seats, waiting for their nephew. When Harry entered, they looked at him, and Petunia stood, took two large steps to stand in front of Harry, and she hugged him. Harry was shocked, so he hugged her back.
When Aunt Petunia stood back, she spoke. "Harry, I'm so sorry. We should have treated you better." Vernon stood as well, and smiled weakly at Harry.
"It's okay, Aunt Petunia, Uncle Vernon."
Just then, Petunia saw Draco. At first, her face fell, and then she realised that she needed to be nice to her nephew, no matter what. "And this must be your...?"
"My fiancé." Harry smiled.
Draco shook hands with Harry's aunt and uncle, and introduced himself. "I'm Draco. It's nice to meet you."
They stood in silence for a moment, before someone shouted from the kitchen. "Lunch is ready!"
Everyone made their way to the table and Dudley introduced them to his family.
"Harry, Draco, this is my wife, Alice, and our daughter, Daisy." Alice shook hands with the two wizards, and smiled. "Alice, Daisy, this is my cousin Harry." He pointed to the black haired wizard. "And this is his fiancé, Draco." And he pointed to Draco.
They sat down, and ate in silence. Once everyone had finished, Daisy announced that she wanted to tell everyone something. She looked very excited as she stood up to speak. "Grandma, Grandpa, I'm a witch." She squealed, and she looked to Harry and Draco, only to receive approving smiles. Petunia was trying to be supportive, but her experience with her sister still brought up jealousy. Vernon on the other hand, was not happy at all.
"Not you as well." He stated off, and stormed off to sit in his favourite chair to watch tv. Daisy's face fell, and Harry knew what he needed to do. He looked to Dudley, who apparently received the message. Dudley took Alice and Petunia to talk to Vernon - to try to make him understand. They closed the door so that Daisy didn't hear them arguing.
"Hey, Daisy." Harry started. He wanted to cheer her up. She looked at him, still with sadness written all over her face. "Look, me and Draco, we are wizards. We are like you." He said.
She looked interested by this. "Really, what's it like? What magic can you do?"
Harry put his wand on the table so that she could see it. "It's amazing. At Hogwarts, you learn loads of magic." He picked his wand up with the intent of showing her a small amount of magic. "What's your favourite animal?" He moved a cup so that it was close to him.
"A duck." She was a lot happier now.
Harry performed a transfiguration spell that turned the cup into a duck. Daisy squealed with happiness, took the duck into the living room to show her parents. The last thing that Harry and Draco heard was her shouting with glee. "Mummy, Daddy! Look! Harry used magic to turn a cup into a duck!"
Harry turned to look at Draco, who had a huge smirk on his face. "What?" Harry asked.
"You are great with kids, you know?" Draco squeezed his fiancé's hand.
"I have Teddy to thank for that." He quickly kissed Draco.
Draco knew he loved Harry Potter, and that would never change. "Maybe someday, we can have kids?"
"Definitely." Harry stated.