Chapter 16 Family and Friends
'Aargh!'
Lucius turned from where he was pulling his trousers on. 'What?'
Harry was sprawled across the bed on his back, arms and legs splayed as he wiggled. 'My arse hurts,' he whined. 'Lucius, you broke me!'
With a small chuckle, Lucius finished doing up his belt before sliding onto the bed gracefully. He crawled over Harry, the teenager blushing up at him. Lucius leaned down and placed three quick kisses to Harry's face; one either side of his mouth, and one directly on his lips.
'Harry,' he said carefully, 'I haven't broken you.'
'Have,' Harry pouted.
Lucius smiled. 'How long did it take you to move comfortably after our first time?'
'Um...' Harry murmured, trying to remember, 'about a week or so.'
Lucius grinned. 'I haven't lost my touch.'
Harry rolled his eyes and pushed at the man's chest, but Lucius stayed put. 'I lied and said I fell at the party; everyone kept asking why I was wincing whenever I sat down.'
Lucius chuckled and kissed him again. 'Well now everyone will know the exact reason you can't sit comfortably.'
'You prat,' Harry groaned before moaning when Lucius kissed him properly. One of Lucius' hands trailed up Harry's naked arm and neck before cupping his cheek. He held the teenager in place as he kissed him, lips and tongue quickly reducing Harry to a whimpering mess.
Lucius broke the kiss and pulled back. 'I think we should get up and have dinner.'
'Why?'
'Your godfather might hex us right out of bed.'
Harry sighed but allowed Lucius to pull him up. He winced as he dressed, groggily getting into a pair of baggy jeans that wouldn't constrict his stomach and a large shirt. It took Lucius a second to realise it was his shirt; white cotton with grey buttons, the thing cost more than all of Harry's wardrobe.
'Hey, that's mine!' he said.
Harry grinned, poked his tongue out, and ran from the room, Lucius cursing behind him. The man sighed and hunted through Harry's wardrobe, finding a semi-formal black silk shirt. He transfigured it to his own size and pulled it on, following his childish partner downstairs.
Harry's mouth fell open when he saw Lucius in one of his own shirts. The black silk suited him perfectly (well, most things suit him, he thought) and Harry was practically drooling.
Tonks, Remus and Sirius were already in the kitchen with Teddy in his high chair, the eight-month-old beating his little fists into his cooked vegetables. Lucius sat gracefully across from Remus and Tonks and smirked at Harry.
'Harry, gonna sit down?' Tonks asked, grinning at the stunned look on the boy's face.
Harry blinked and blushed before rounding the table. He sat on Lucius' lap, the blonde wrapping an arm around him and kissing his neck. 'You stole my shirt.'
Harry grinned. 'So?'
'I'll get you back for it.'
'Nah ah.'
'I will,' Lucius promised.
Harry wiggled his hips and Lucius had to stifle a groan. 'What was that?'
'N-Nothing,' Lucius mumbled.
Tonks snorted and Sirius glared as Harry grinned broadly. 'Sounded like something.'
'It... wasn't... a-anything,' Lucius got out as Harry continued to shift on his lap. He grabbed the boy's hips and pulled him back, grinding Harry against his hardening shaft. Harry let out a squeak and Lucius said, 'What was that?'
'N-Nothing,' Harry stuttered, blushing furiously when Sirius snorted.
'No, that was something,' Lucius purred.
Harry ignored and and focused on the table.
Lucius smiled. 'Serves you right,' he said and kissed Harry's cheek.
'Bastard,' Harry growled.
Lucius grinned.
{oOo}
Draco pulled a sleeveless sweater on over his white button-up shirt and looked himself over in his full mirror. He brushed his fingers through his hair and made sure he looked presentable before leaving his room.
The house was earily quiet, though that wasn't much different to how it usually was; the Manor was so big you could throw a Hogwarts graduation party in the foyer and you wouldn't hear it on the first floor.
Draco walked through the corridors alone before finding his mother descending the stairs, a folder in her hands.
'Mother, is Father back yet?' Draco asked.
Narcissa looked up and shook her head. 'No, I think he's still with Mr Potter.'
'I see.'
'I was just heading back to France,' Narcissa said. Since his parents' divorce, Narcissa had been moving all her stuff to the Manor house in France. Draco was going to miss having his mother around. 'Do you want to have dinner before I leave?' Narcissa asked.
'No, that's okay, I think I'll just go make sure Father's okay.'
Narcissa chuckled. 'Lucius can take care of himself, Draco.'
'In a house with Sirius Black?' Draco said.
'Hmm... yes, my cousin does like to act before thinking,' Narcissa mused. 'Best make sure Lucius hasn't been cursed.'
Draco kissed his mother on the cheek, said goodbye, and headed for the foyer to apparate.
{oOo}
He landed in front of 12 Grimmauld Place and looked around to make sure he hadn't been seen. After verifying that he was alone, Draco knocked loudly and waited.
The door was answered by Sirius Black, the man wearing trousers and a matching waistcoat over a purple silk shirt. He blinked before frowning and saying, 'Draco Malfoy?'
Draco nodded and said politely, 'I apologise for showing up unannounced, Mr Black, but I was wondering if my father was here?'
'Yes, he's here,' Sirius said. 'I suppose you want to come in?'
'If that's okay,' Draco said.
Sirius snorted. 'S'fine, we've got Malfoys turning up all the time.'
Draco blushed as Sirius opened the door and let him in. They walked down the narrow hallway before Sirius led him into the sitting room.
'Draco?' Lucius said in surprise from where he was seated on the sofa.
'You haven't been home in three days, I was worried,' Draco said as he looked from his father to Harry. The other teenager was asleep, snuggled into Lucius with a book clasped in his hands. He looked peaceful, happy, and Lucius had one arm wrapped protectively around him while his other was holding up a novel of his own. 'I can see you're perfectly fine,' Draco smirked.
'I'll leave you to talk,' Sirius said.
'Thank you, Mr Black,' Draco nodded politely as Sirius left the room. He sat across from his father and Harry, eyes looking over the black-haired Gryffindor.
'Go ahead and ask, Draco,' Lucius said as he stretched his legs and put his book down. 'You're dying to know.'
'Very well; are you and Potter together?'
Lucius nodded. 'As of three days ago yes, we are.'
'I thought you weren't,' Draco said as he crossed his arms. 'Didn't you say so in that press statement?'
'I also told you and your mother that I could very well fall in love with Harry,' Lucius said. 'I haven't ruled out that possibility.'
Draco raised an eyebrow. 'Are you telling me you're falling in love with him?'
'I could be,' Lucius said honestly. 'Harry is... amazingly kind, intelligent, interesting... we seem to be compatible on every level. He doesn't let me get my own way all the time; he fights me, challenges me, something no one has ever done before.'
Draco was surprised at the level of emotion in his father's voice. Lucius had only ever loved him, and even Narcissa to a small extent.
But his eyes lit up when he spoke about Harry, when he looked at him, and Draco had noticed that Lucius' fingers were stroking the teenager's arm soothingly as the pregnant boy slept. Every time Harry moved, Lucius shifted his own position so the younger wizard was still comfortable.
Harry was smiling in his sleep and one hand reached out to grab Lucius' trousers. He sighed happily before nuzzling into Lucius' stomach.
'Are you okay with this, Draco?' Lucius asked.
The teenager leaned back, arms still folded, and regarded the couple carefully. He knew no matter what he said, Lucius wouldn't break up with Harry. They were having a child together and Draco was sure Lucius was going to fall completely in love with the other teenager.
They did look rather good together and Draco could see that the past three days had been the best of Lucius' life. Draco was a little annoyed (Harry was younger then him, damn it!) but really, he was happy for his dad. Lucius had never loved anyone who wasn't family, he'd been in a loveless marriage for years. Didn't he deserve happiness now, especially when he'd sacrificed so much? And didn't he deserve Draco's acceptance?
'I'm fine,' Draco said with a shrug, 'you and Potter being together doesn't change anything; you'll still have a baby, I'll still be a big brother, only now I have to make sure I knock before entering a room with you two.'
Lucius snorted and stroked his fingers through Harry's hair.
'If you're happy, Father, then I am too,' Draco said. 'Besides, you could do worse then Potter.'
'Can't you call him Harry?' Lucius asked.
Before Draco could answer, Harry shifted on the sofa and peeled his eyes open. He rubbed them sleepily and looked around, everything blury because Lucius had placed his glasses on the coffee table.
Lucius handed them across and Harry slipped them on, yawning before sitting up. He scratched behind his ear before grinning at Lucius and kissing him quickly.
Draco cleared his throat and the couple broke apart. Harry jumped before recognising the blonde. 'Draco?'
'Ah, so you can pull yourself away from my father long enough to say hello to your guests,' Draco teased.
Harry blushed and Lucius chuckled, pulling Harry back into his arms. 'Draco was just visiting to check on me.'
'Yes, I thought perhaps your godfather had kidnapped him,' Draco said as he flicked imaginary lint off his expensive shirt.
'Sirius is a bit iffy on the whole subject,' Harry said, 'but he's accepted it because it makes me happy.'
'Good, I'd hate to hex the man for hurting my father,' Draco smiled. 'Now, Potter, how have you been?'
Lucius rolled his eyes at the use of Harry's last name but the teenager perked up. He hadn't spoken to anyone his own age in a while, Hermione not having time to visit until next week.
So he immediately launched into a conversation with Draco about Quidditch, their N.E.W.T.S (Draco was studying at home too), Malfoy Manor, and a hundred other things Lucius tuned out. The blonde had picked up his novel and was reading silently until he heard his own name.
He looked up to see his son and lover looking at him and cleared his throat. 'Pardon?'
'I suggested that Potter spend a few nights at the Manor to familiarise himself with the house and grounds while it's dark,' Draco said. 'We can't have him getting lost after the baby is born.'
'Oh,' Lucius said and looked at a hopeful Harry. 'Of course, what a lovely idea.'
Harry grinned and kissed his boyfriend quickly. 'You treat me so fine,' he said.
Draco snorted and Lucius chuckled.
'Sirius and the others can visit, right?' Harry asked. 'Like, you won't say Hermione can't because she's Muggle-born, will you?'
'Harry, I left my prejudices behind with the war,' Lucius said with a wave of his hand. 'While it's true I may never enjoy anything Muggle related, Miss Granger has proven to be a brave and intelligent young woman. Plus she has stuck by you through everything, including the pregnancy. She will always be welcome in my home.'
Harry grinned and showered Lucius in kisses, a little display that made Draco poke his tongue out.
'We'll have to keep Miss Tonks out of certain rooms,' Lucius said when they'd broken apart.
Harry frowned. 'Why?'
Lucius raised an eyebrow as he answered, 'While she is a delightful young woman whom you love, she is a bit... ah, careless.'
Harry giggled. 'Careless? She's a right klutz.'
'Tonks?' Draco questioned as his father and Harry giggled together.
'Who said my name?' Tonks asked as she walked in with Teddy. She plonked herself down in the remaining armchair and Harry grinned. He stood and took Teddy from her, planting the boy on his lap and grabbing some toys.
Teddy squealed in delight as Harry made bears and other soft toys hover around the room. Draco watched the little display before Tonks gestured at him.
'Who's the little Lucius?' she asked.
Lucius smiled at the offended look on his son's face as he said, 'Nymphadora Lupin, meet my son, Draco.'
'Oh, little cousin,' Tonks said and grabbed Draco's hand, shaking it furiously.
'C-Cousin?' Draco gaped.
'She's your Aunt Andromeda's daughter,' Lucius explained.
'Call me Tonks; Nymphadora is a horrible name,' Tonks said and poked her tongue out. 'The little man with Harry is my son, Teddy.'
'Say hello to Draco, Teddy,' Harry told the boy.
Teddy blew a raspberry and the group chuckled, Draco raising an eyebrow at the boy.
'Already a fine godfather,' Tonks said and nodded at Harry. 'He has a way with children.'
Draco could see that. Teddy's hair (which had been a honey gold when he'd entered the room) was now jet black and his eyes bright green. He clapped his hands and stared at the monkey Harry was making dance in front of him. As Draco watched, Teddy's nose changed into an exact replica of the toy's.
'He's a Metamorphmagus,' Lucius said to his son's stunned look.
'Just like his mummy,' Tonks cooed and changed her nose and mouth into a duck beak. Teddy giggled and reached for his mum, who stood to scoop the boy into her arms.
'How can I compete with that?' Harry grumbled as he flicked his hand, all the toys returning to the chest in the corner.
'I'm sure our own son will love you best,' Lucius said and kissed Harry's cheek.
Harry smiled. 'Really?'
'Of course,' Tonks said, 'he'll be after your glasses like Teddy always is.'
Harry groaned and reached up to fiddle with his glasses. 'I hate these stupid things, I should just get my eyes fixed.'
'I think they're adorable,' Lucius said and brushed his knuckles along Harry's cheek.
The teenager grinned and Tonks giggled. 'Where's the trademark Harry blush?' she asked.
Harry scowled at her as Draco asked, 'Harry blush?'
'He's always blushing,' Tonks said with a nod at the green-eyed wizard. 'Anything Uncle Lucius says or does makes Harry turn as red as a tomato.'
'I do not,' Harry tried. 'Tell them, Lucius!'
Lucius said, 'Do you want me to lie?' Harry scowled at him and Lucius raised his hands. 'What did I do?' Harry jumped to his feet and stormed from the room, Lucius calling his name after him. 'Thank you for that,' he shot at Tonks, who grinned and winked at him.
'Hormones,' the witch said and stood with her son. 'Better go make sure he's not telling Sirius to hex you.'
She trailed after Harry and Lucius leaned back on the sofa.
'How odd,' Draco said. His father raised an eyebrow. 'You've changed, Father.'
'Have I?' Lucius asked.
Draco nodded. 'Not dramatically, but the small things; you seem happier, more prone to smiling and joking.'
Lucius just shrugged.
'And Potter has you wrapped around his little finger,' Draco teased.
'Don't be ridiculous, Draco,' Lucius scowled.
And then, as if to prove Draco's point, Harry called, 'Lucius, can you please come here?'
'Coming!' Lucius said and stood, immediately disappearing in the direction of his boyfriend's voice.
Draco chuckled and shook his head.
'They're quite a couple.' The Slytherin turned to see an older wizard standing in the doorway; late thirties, thinning and greying brown hair, wearing a shabby seat of clothes.
'Professor Lupin?' Draco said in surprise and stood.
'Please, call me Remus,' the man said and shook Draco's hand.
'Did you mean Father and Potter?' Draco asked.
Remus nodded. 'When Lucius first began to visit, he was his usual self; polite, charming, aloof. Now he smiles and laughs, he relaxes.'
'Yes, I saw that,' Draco said. 'The change is remarkable... he just seems so happy.'
'That's Harry,' Remus told the teenager. 'He has the ability to befriend anyone, even grumpy old blondes.' Draco laughed. 'He's been good for your father and Lucius has been good for him too. They just fit, it's very odd.'
'Father seems to have found the one,' Draco commented. 'It's strange that it's Potter but I'm happy for them.'
'That's good,' Remus smiled. 'Would you like to stay for dinner?'
'Are you sure Mr Black won't mind?' Draco asked. 'I heard from Father that he's taking his time accepting this.'
'He has accepted it, it's just difficult,' Remus said. 'Sirius and I went to school with your father and he was older, a Slytherin, so naturally we were enemies. Sirius was a troublemaker and your father loved dishing out detentions as a prefect.'
Like father like son, Draco mused as the werewolf continued.
'Then of course we fought on opposite sides of the war,' Remus said. 'But that's in the past and Sirius can see that Lucius is good for Harry so he's trying. But he and Lucius never pass up a chance to tease each other.'
Draco chuckled. 'Sounds like Father.'
Remus smiled and said, 'Come, you're in for a show.'
Draco raised an eyebrow but Remus didn't answer, instead leading him into the kitchen.
Harry and Lucius were setting the table (which made Draco stop dead; his father had never set the table) and Sirius was already at the head. Tonks was trying to keep Teddy in his high chair and eventually gave up, passing the little boy to his father.
'Sirius, is it okay if young Mr Malfoy stays for dinner?' Remus asked as he sat with his son.
'Oh, Draco, of course you can stay,' Harry said and put out another plate and goblet.
'Oh yes, stay,' Sirius said and rolled his eyes. 'Don't ask the owner of the house or anything.'
Harry ignored him and led Draco to his seat. Lucius sat beside him and Draco noticed there were no more place settings. 'Where's Pott-'
He cut himself off when his father dragged Harry to sit on his lap. It looked like a regular occurrence because nobody batted an eye. Harry wriggled until he got comfortable and Lucius put one arm around the teenager, using the other to pick up his fork.
Kreacher served chicken parmigiana with roast potatoes and salad, placing food on the single plate in front of Harry and Lucius. The plate was stacked with three times the food as everyone elses and Draco watched as Harry tucked in.
The boy ate like his life depended on it; chicken, potatoes and lettuce all disappearing down his throat quickly. Lucius smiled indulgently as he ate around the teenager, taking his time and enjoying his boyfriend's warmth.
Draco was stunned and only managed half his very delicious dinner before Kreacher served dessert.
It was chocolate pudding with whipped cream and again Harry scarfed the lot down, making very inappropriate noises as he did. Lucius was watching him in rapt fascination, not even bothering with his own dessert (which Harry ate).
Draco looked up to see Remus and Tonks smiling at him and Sirius rolling his eyes. He realised this was what Remus had spoken about when he said he was in for a show; Harry and Lucius were oblivious to everyone else as they talked and ate, not even looking at the others. They were focused on each other so much that they didn't bother keeping down the noises when they kissed.
'Harry, bedroom,' Tonks reminded the teen, who broke away from the older wizard and turned bright red.
'Um, sorry.'
Tonks snorted as Harry stood, Lucius standing gracefully beside him.
'Draco, will you be leaving soon?' Lucius asked. 'We could have a glass of firewhiskey in the sitting room before you do.' Even as he said this, Lucius' eyes drifted to Harry, who was rubbing his eyes tiredly.
Draco realised that while his dad wanted to spend time with him, he really wanted to get Harry to bed (whether that was as in 'sleeping' or something else, Draco didn't want to know).
So he put his spoon down and said, 'No, Father, I better get back to the Manor. I promised to owl Mother and tell her if you have or haven't been kidnapped.'
'He has,' Tonks said and gestured at Harry, who had his arms wrapped around Lucius' waist.
Draco snorted and said, 'Go put Potter to bed, he looks tired.'
'Not tired,' Harry replied sleepily and the others all smiled at him.
'Are you sure, Draco?' Lucius asked. When his son nodded, Lucius said, 'I'll be home around midday tomorrow, hopefully with Harry in tow.'
Harry grinned at him and he and Lucius bid Draco goodnight before disappearing.
'And off to have sex again,' Tonks said.
Remus chuckled over his son and Sirius groaned. 'Do you have to say that every night?' he demanded.
'What?' Tonks said as she fed Teddy. 'Every night they forget to put up a silencing charm.'
Sirius and Draco both grimaced and Remus and his wife laughed.
'Draco, did you want to stay for a drink?' Remus asked.
Draco was about to say no when he realised he wouldn't actually mind a drink. His mother had gone back to France and all his friends were either off travelling or back at Hogwarts. Remus seemed like good company and his wife was amusing.
'Sounds lovely,' Draco said and followed the other adults into the sitting room. Remus was pouring him a glass of scotch when they heard a thump from upstairs.
'Animals, the pair of them,' Sirius growled as he fell into one of the arm chairs.
Draco raised an eyebrow and said, 'Do they really do that every night at dinner?'
'Oh yeah,' Remus nodded. 'Lucius won't let Harry sit anywhere else and Harry of course loves it, even if he's always as red as a tomato.'
'I don't see where Harry puts all the food,' Sirius commented. 'It's like he's having four babies instead of one.'
'Yeah, I noticed that,' Draco said as he sat on the sofa.
'Talking about Harry and Lucius?' Tonks asked as she entered the room. 'Rem, Teddy won't sleep, can you try?'
The werewolf nodded and excused himself to put his son to sleep.
'They're adorable, aren't they?' Tonks said as she sat herself beside Draco. 'I've never seen Harry that happy.'
'Yes, my father too seems... happier then I've ever seen him,' Draco said.
'Really?' Sirius asked.
The Malfoy heir nodded. 'Contrary to popular belief, my father is not a cold man. He has an image to maintain in public. If everyone thought he was easy to approach, they'd be begging for money and power. It's easier to keep them at bay by appearing cold and dangerous.
'Of course Father is dangerous but at home he's much friendlier. I've never seen him warm up to someone as quickly as he has with Harry. He hasn't stopped smiling since I got here; it's quite strange.'
'Are you okay with this?' Remus asked, having heard most of Draco's words as he came back in.
'Father's happy, Potter too,' Draco said and shrugged, 'that's all I care about.'
'That's very mature of you, cousin,' Tonks said. 'Welcome back to the family.'
Draco chuckled and toasted her with his glass.
'It's weird,' Sirius said, 'but I agree with you, Draco. As long as Harry and the baby are happy and healthy, I'm okay.'
'Besides when they kiss or flirt or touch-' Tonks began, only for her other cousin to cut her off.
'It's all the time!' he complained. 'Honestly, Malfoy acts like a horny school boy.'
'Father's always had a raging libido,' Draco commented and smirked at the look of disgust on Sirius' face.
'Honestly,' Sirius grouched, 'I'd have thought the baby would tire Harry out but noo.'
'He's got teenage and pregnancy hormones waring inside him,' Tonks pointed out, 'he's up for anything Lucius throws at him.'
'Please don't talk about my father like that,' Draco said, wrinkling his nose.
'Or my godson,' Sirius added.
Remus chuckled as he sipped his drink. They fell into easy conversation and Draco didn't leave until way past midnight. He felt he'd misjudged most of the people Harry associated with and smiled as he apparated home.