2. The meeting
“Do I really have to wear a suit??” Harry yelled from his room, to his mother who was getting ready at the room next door.
“It fits you so well sweetheart, you’re going to be the best dressed man out there” his mother said, now standing at the door of Harry’s room.
She looked so proud of him, Harry didn’t liked it.
He looked ridiculous with this button up suit, it was an August day, and definitely way too warm to wear a 3-piece dress robe.
Harry HATED this day.
The only plus was that uncle Sirius is coming with them! Harry loved hanging with his uncle, even if his uncle always wanted to be in the spotlight, and Harry was too clumsy to even try.
“Do it for the broom Harry do it for the broom”
His father said while closing the buttons of his own robe.
Harry went down stairs and sat on the floor near the couch both Severus and Remus were lying on, sev was watching TV and Remus was reading a book.
“Why are you frowning Harry? So displeased with seeing my godson?” Sev said, not even lifting his eyes from the TV.
“Him and the other Snakes” Harry murmured, putting his face between his legs, to tired and displeased with the situation to care about manners.
“It’ll be OK, the meeting is at the Malfoy manor, right? It’s too big for anyone to notice you’re even there” Asked Remus, wanting to comfort his godson.
“Arghhhhh” Harry sighed under his breath.
“Harry, James, Sirius, we have to go! I don’t want to be late!” His mother called them from the kitchen,
Harry took his head up and stretched his limbs, then went downstairs to the kitchen, midway he met his father and godfather, they were talking about the Malfoys or something, Harry didn’t even care.
For a moment, they were all touching the port-key, and the other moment they were gone into the blur.
Harry hated port-keys, he hated the feeling of being sucked into the darkness of nothing, since he was 3 years old he cried for his mother every time he was in the darkness, but he was too old to do that now.
luckily for him, the manor was close enough so the trip was short.
When Harry opened his eyes at the manor, he was vey very surprised, there was a lot of light,
The room was actually beautiful, one of the prettiest Harry has ever seen.
Harry expected Malfoy manor to be a dark place, with a few gargoyles scary sculptures, the place Draco Malfoy was raised in must’ve been a scary, dark, mean place. How would he learn to be like this otherwise?
They were at the Manor’s lounge, at the end of the room, the Malfoys stood to say hello to their guests.
And Draco, Fuck Draco, why the fuck Harry deserved that?
Draco was standing, his robe jacket thrown over his shoulder, white button up shirt with two buttons open, and a wide smile on his fucking face.
Oh Harry was completely screwed.
Dracos hair was a bit longer, his jaw a bit sharper and his shoulders a bit broader.
And he was definitely, definitely taller.
He was like 183 cm at the point!
And it’s not that Harry was short!
Harry was like 170 cm!
Draco looked a lot better than him.
Fuck. Harry thought that Draco was hot.
“Hello Narcissa dear!”
His mother told mrs Malfoy as soon as they got close enough.
Narcissa smiled wide, she looked so much like her son, Harry could’ve seen where Draco got his look from.
“Oh Lily dear, it’s so good to see you!”
Harry’s and Draco’s mothers hugged.
Harry knew they were in good terms, but he didn’t know they were such good friends!
“Harry dear you grew up so much!”
Suddenly all of the Malfoys attention was on him.
Harry blushed so bright, and Draco’s eyes met his.
They both froze, something in Dracos eyes changed.
Draco tore his eyes away before Harry managed to understand the change in his eyes.
Lily and Narcissa continued talking, while Sirius grabbed Harry’s hand and pulled him over to meet Tonx.
The evening continued on nicely, the food was delicious and Harry was intertwined in an interesting conversation with Ted Tonx.
“So Harry how are you impressed with my son?” Narcissa asked, she was sitted almost directly in front of him, near his mother.
Harry chocked on his current portion of rice.
He couldn’t bear to look at Draco, it was too much for him.
“Hmm I hmm” Harry was getting redder with the second, and Narcissa looked anticipating at him.
He didn’t know what to say!
“Well we do hear about him a lot” Sirius said, Harry almost punched him.
“Well that’s good to hear” said Narcissa, clearly not willing to drop the subject.
From all of the 70 people in the room, she had to sit in front of him?!?
“Hmm, Draco is a good classmate… I guess…”
Draco looked at him and raised his eyebrows.
“Well that’s good to hear! You shall know that Draco talks about you a lot!”
Said Narcissa, a bright smile on her face.
Draco, near her, almost died from inhaling his rice.
When Draco was done choking, Harry looked at him and decided that fuck it, if he want to ask the question then he will.
“Oh really, what does he say?” Draco looked like he was about to faint from all the blood going to his legs.
Before Narcissa even managed to open her mouth, Draco took control over the situation.
“I need your help with bringing the cake over, potter!”
“Oh I thought you have house elves for that, Malfoy
Harry was just teasing at the point, but Draco gave him such a look that he stood up and went over to the cake that was at the other end of the room.
Midway to there, a little baby was running with mashed potatoes all over him, while Harry was looking at him, he didn’t noticed the trail of mashed potatoes that the baby left after him.
And then Harry slipped.
And fell directly into Dracos arms.
As soon as the two boys touched, a light erupt.
Two big circles of green and white light circled them.
And then the light went into their bodies.
Into their upper arms.
Then a new symbol showed on their arms, a dragon and an owl, and the dragon was hugging the owl.
Oh fuck
They are soulmates.