Scared, Potter?
When the question was first asked, it was when he and Malfoy were faced in a duel brought on by the phony Lockhart. While he only wished to just leave, Malfoy smirked at him.
"Scared, Potter?"
Harry pointed his wand up and narrowed his eyes.
"You wish."
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The second time Malfoy had asked that question was in a situation Harry himself would not imagine. Actually the battle with voldemort was something he pictured, it was the fact that Malfoy had defected to the light side.
Now here he was facing the surroundings of the battle he felt guilt over the lives that were lost and he knew he can either win or he would die trying.
Snapping out of his thoughts was a hand on his right shoulder. He turned towards Malfoy who looked as haunted as one would look in not only witnessing a battle but also one who barely escaped a fiendfyre and lost his friend to such a spell.
Malfoy looked him in the eye.
"Scared, Potter?"
Harry only cracked a forced smirk, shook his head and replied.
"You wish."
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It had been months since the defeat of Voldemort, and yet there were still signs the war still happened. Things had changed since then. Harry returned to hogwarts for his eighth year along with most of gryffindor; excluding Ron.
At first Harry felt ucomfortable with the constant starring and hero worship, the only one who wasn't kissing his ass was Malfoy. Turning towards the Slytherin table Harry spotted platinum blonde hair at the table, surrounded by his peers yet not communicating with any of them. The last time Harry had seen Malfoy was when he testified for Malfoy and Lady Malfoy. It was decided that Harry would bury the hatchet with Malfoy and have at least a normal final year.
Three days later Harry sought Malfoy outside the great hall and proceeded to offer a truce between the two. Malfoy agreed and shook on a truce, a friendship had started.
After the hatchet was buried the relationship between Harry and Draco changed, including the use of eachother's first names. As the the friendship progressed Harry soon felt something a more for draco then friendship, which had shocked him at first since he never thought he would be into the same gender. Harry always thought he would marry Ginny and have a family, but as his feeling for Draco grew did Harry realize he only saw Ginny as a little sister and was willing to only have Teddy to raise.
It wasn't until graduation that Harry cornered Draco at the astronomy tower. There Harry grabbed Draco's face and softly touched his lips, immediately Draco deepened the kiss and tangled his fingers in Harry's black hair. Finally after pulling apart Harry stared at the blonde's flushed face.
Still flushed, Draco smirked and asked.
"Scared, Potter?"
The question took Harry by suprise since it had been a while since Draco called him Potter, but then as the question sunk indid Harry realized that Draco also knew that this between them changes everything, and that was scary. Though as he starred at Draco, Harry smirked, which caused the blonde's face to heat up.
"You wish."
Harry dove in for another kiss.
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The fourth time the questioned was asked Harry was waiting for his boyfriend, Draco at a small restaurant by Diagon Ally. It was quite a fancy place for Harry's liking, but appealed to Draco's rich, pureblood nature.
The reason he was there was becauce of the small black box that he felt through his pant's pocket. Harry bought the ring about two months ago, but he felt the timing was never perfect with Harry's Auror schedule and Draco working on potions for his customers. Another reason why he waited so long was that he was just afraid the blonde would just say no, especially since in the beginning of their relationship there were some who were against it.
In the three years since graduating from hogwarts, the relationship between Harry and Draco had only grew. Not to say that there weren't any bumps on way, with all their friends being reluctant with their relationship, especially friends towards Draco, but as time passed Harry's loved one grew to like Draco.
Harry himself didn't think he would pop the question to Draco, in fact what led the dark haired man to wanting to spend his whole life with the blonde was when Teddy got sick.
A few months back a three year old Teddy had a came done with dragon pox, Andromeda herself already had the flu and was being cared for by her reunited sister, Narcissa and Harry himself was in Bulgaria for auror business. Currently Teddy was staying with Molly, but even then she couldn't continue to watch Teddy since she was also caring for Victoire and didn't want her to catch Teddy's illness. Molly was forced to drop Teddy off at Grimmauld Place, in the care of Kreacher. It wasn't until about an hour later was Harry was able to floo back home and as soon as he set foot the dark haired man sprinted to Tedd's room. When he reached Teddy's door, Harry froze as he heard a voice that was not Teddy's inside. Harry twisted the doorknob and silently pushed the door open, there the persom inside with Teddy was nome other then his boyfriend, Draco. Draco, who was supposed to be in France, doing business and was not expected back for another week due to the demand in supplies. Harry was snapped out of his thoughts as he heard a soft melody coming from the room, it was Draco singing a lullaby with a sleeping Teddy in his arms. Harry had never fell more in love with Draco and he knew that he wanted to spend the rest of his life.
Snapping Harry out of his thoughts was faced with Draco rushing in giving Harry that smile that took Harry's breath away. They had dinner and talk about each of their jobs. Harry reached into his pocket, but suddenly he got extremely nervous thinking that Draco might say no, of losing the best thing in his life besides his godson. Draco looked cat him with worry on his face and asked what was wrong. Harry shook his head and said something had him thinking and he was nervous. Draco grabbed Harry's hand, caressing the hand Draco smirk.
"Scared, Potter?"
Harry smiled and replied.
"You wish."
Harry got down on one knee.
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Finally after almost a year of planning the day was here. Months of planning from not only Narcissa, but also Molly and Hermoine. Of finally getting Lucius to accept that his precious son was marrying the Boy-Who-Lived-Twice and one time enemy. That morning started off with all the Weasley men, Neville, and surprisingly his future father-in-law, Lucius, who tried avoid looking at the Weasleys, getting him ready for today's event. Harry couldn't help but be excited but he was also extremely nervous, nervous that he would say his vows wrong or tripping in front of every one. When the time came Harry stiffly walked to the front of the alter realky happy he didn't bollock up. He felt his best mate, Ron put his hand on his shoulder and give him words to help him relax, but all Harry could do was stare at the many people who came and how his black tux suddenly became to tight. The soft music had started and Harry smiled as he saw Teddy look handsome in his almost identical to his own tuxedo holding a small pillow with two rings, a gold band and a silver band. After Teddy came Victoire in a sparkling jade colored dress throwing red lilies and narcissus petals, following Victoire was Blaise as Draco's maid of honor (a title Blaise hated.) After Blaise the music's volume increased, everyone stood and looked towards the back. Harry saw two identical heads of platinum blonde hair, but when his eyes landed on Draco it was as only Harry and Draco were the only two people in the world. Draco absolutly looked beautiful in his white wedding robes, he seemed to glow especially standing next to his future mother in law who looked lovely in her silver robes. When Draco's eyes found Harry his face brighten more than a starry night, Harry could see the love in his soon-to-be husband's eyes. When Draco joined him right in front of him, Draco saw his fiancee nervous, he smiled at Harry.
"Scared, Potter."
"You wish" Harry whispered.
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Both of them stood in front of the closed doors that would lead to their reception.
Harry turned towards his new husband, Draco and he could see he was nervous, something Harry couldn't understand.
What Harry did know was that despite what he tells Draco about loving him despite their past, draco still hears the whispers of a death eater potioning their savior. Draco had grown used to the looks of anger that were thrown his way. He was terrified that one day Harry would listen the rumors and whispers and leave him, but here he was with his standing with his new husband. Draco turned to look at his new husband when he felt his warm hand slide into his.
"Scared, Potter?"
Eyes widen, Draco laughed with no restrictions at the question Harry asked him. Looking at the black haired man with a shit eating grin, draco smirked.
"You wish"
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Turns out in the wizarding world it is possible for male wizards to get pregnant, Harry found out about this on their wedding night when Draco cast a contraceptive charm on himself. Though both him and Draco wanted to wait a on children, Harry was still excited about the fact that not only he can have children with his blood with his husband, but that he can give Teddy something close to siblings. It was about a year on a wednesday when Harry came back from a mission, he was suprised to see his husband home in the afternoon. He knew Draco had an appointment with a healer today since he's had the flu for a while now. As he was about to greet his husband he saw a worried look on his face and that set Harry on edge, had the healer said something?, was draco okay? Harry rushed over to the blonde and asked what was wrong, Draco looked him in the eyes. Draco said he went to the healers and found out the he was seven weeks pregnant. Upon hearing this, Harry paused, then gave a happy shout and hugged his husband, thoughts of little pitter-patter on their floors, someone to play with Teddy, a start of a family he had always wanted. Suddenly he froze, the thoughts of if he was going to be a good father. What if he was a terrible father? What if his child hated him? He had suddenly remembered he was holding on to his husband for dear life, Draco placed a hand on his back and said with a gentle smile.
"Scared, Potter?"
Harry's eyes moved towards his husband's stomach and rested his hand there, he smiled.
"You wish"
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The day had finally arrived, or rather morning, for their child to arrive. It was in the early morning at 2 a.m. when draco felt his water break. He sat up and tugged on his husband's arm in an attempt to wake him, which it did. When draco announced the baby was coming, Harry sprang out of bed....and fell faced first onto the floor. Seriously how is his husband an auror? Draco struggled out of bed, grabbed his coat, slipped on some shoes, went to the loo and fixed his hair (a malfoy must always look their best.), grabbed a sleeping Teddy, Flooed to his aunt Andromeda and from their flooed to the Weasley- Granger house, flooed back with Hermione, both woke Harry up, grabbed their bags, and flooed to St. Mungo's.
Once all three got there Draco and Harry were whisked away into a room and Hermoine went to call everyone. As Draco was lying in the hospital bed he could tell that the time between contractions were getting shorter, his child was coming soon, he would be able to see his son or daughter soon. Hours later the healer announced that it was to push, Draco had never cursed his husband so much, seriously this hurt worse than a crucio. After what seemed like hours his child made his presence known by screaming his discomfort to the world, it was the most beautiful sound he ever heard. Draco wasn't aware of his surroundings until he felt the precious weight of his child. He opened his eyes to look at his son, he was the spitting image of his father with the small head of black hair to the tan skin, but when his son opened his eyes just a little Draco knew over time his son's eye would be the same color as his. He examined his son when his husband called him, draco looked up at Harry and he saw his husband's eyes twinkling with unshed tears and he looked at Draco and their new son with such love and adoration. Draco gently handed Harry their boy. It was the end of the day when visiting hours were over that Draco and Harry had some alone time with their son, James Sirius Potter. In those hours before were visits from their loved ones with the Malfoys coming in with Andromeda and Teddy, who held his little cousin first with the help of his aunt Cissa. After Narcissa held her grandchild and marveled at the soft turfs of unruly black hair, she then looked at her son and her son-in-law with a loving smile, after a while she handed him to her husband. Though his father would deny it, that was the first time Draco had ever seen his father tear up. Andromeda held James and they left after an hour, soon after the Weasley clan came and all marveled at the little Potter Jr. Molly and Fleur then hugged Draco on a job well done while Hermoine and Ginny asked about the whole experience. Arthur then pulled Harry in for a hug and who was then attack by all the Weasley men, afterwards holding an unlit cigar. After all the excitement in the afternoon, the room was finally filled with peace for the little family. Draco look at his husband with a thanks for such a beautiful child while Harry did the same. As Harry looked at his husband who was staring at their son he smiled and said.
"Scared, Potter?"
Draco rolled his eyes and smiled.
"You wish"
James let out a small coo.
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Harry will always remember the day they brought James home, as he would with Albus Severus, Scorpius Hyperion, and Lily Narcissa ( whose birth was a big suprise since she was born with the same lighter red hair his mother had, though Draco and his parents will deny it by saying it's strawberry blonde, not red.) Harry and Draco had their moments of hardships but it was always filled with lots of love. Draco cried the day Teddy went to Hogwarts and the same thing when James went years later, but it was Harry who cried when his sweet little Lily went to Hogwarts. As his childrem grew Harry was just so proud of all of them and he was happy that he had such an amazing family. Now is the day he had been dreading, his little Lily was getting married to Lysander Scamander. Though he was happy because she was marrying such a good man like Lysander, he was also sad since his little girl was no longer his little girl. He turned towards his daughter and she looked beautiful in her wedding dress, she was hugging her other father and Harry could see her smiling with tears that threathened to escape until draco wiped them away and kissed their daughter on the forehead. As he walked past Harry he gave him a wink and headed towards the front where they were to be seated. Harry turned towards his daughter smiling and offered his arm, as she grabbed on she looked nervously at the front doors, Harry leaned over and kissed her on the forehead as well. Too soon the music started playing and as Harry walked his daughter down the aisle, he could see the love and adoration his future son-in-law's face as he stared at Lily, Harry then knew that his daughter would be in good hands. As they made their way to the front of the alter Harry announced in giving his daughter away and sat down right next to his husband, who grabbed his hand. As they watch their daughter Harry heard his husband whisper.
"Scared, Potter?"
Harry smiled, who still looking a head, turned towards Draco and kissed his lips.
"You wish"
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The last time the question was ever asked between them was when both Harry and Draco were one their deathbeds at the age of 106. They had both lived and long life, had eighteen grandchildren, ten great-grandchildren, and one great-great-grandson, Remus Lupin III. Harry's life started with a bad beginning, so he raised his children in a way that they always know that they are loved. Yes life was filled with hardship and tragedies such as losing their grandchild, Lily's daughter, Amelia to a heart defect and their son Scorpius losing his wife Amanda Potter nee Greengrass to a tragic potion making accident. But it was in these tragedies and hardships, their family always grew stronger and loved harder. As he looked around him he was surrounded by loved one including all his children, who each had grandchildren, including Teddy who was a great-grandfather. Harry knew just by looking at his legacy , he knew he wouldn't change a goddamn thing. Finally his eyes landed on his husband who was on their bed with him, after all these years even when Draco had more wrinkles on his face and his blonde hair begin to turn white, Harry still found his breathtaking. Harry reached out and took his husband's hand into his he knew him and his husband were about to die. Draco looked into his husband's eyes and asked one last time.
"Scared, Potter."
Harry let a weak laugh and held his husband's hand tighter.
"Not anymore."
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