Authors Note: Dumbledore bashing and cross dressing warning!

Chapter 2: Secrets and Secrets Oh My!

The next morning, Draco woke up and immediately got up and got dressed. He was more intrigued than he let on. He couldn't believe what they found. He gathered up the picture and put it away in his bag and shouldered it, making his way to Defense Against the Dark Arts. He thought about what he and Harry found and there were so many questions. He decided to owl his father about this.

After the war, the elder and his wife divorced, she moved on with a new lover and his father threw himself into his work in rebuilding the school and the order of the Wizarding World. Draco had no problem with his father being gay or Harry either but how did they meet up when his father was young? He was about to brood when a throat cleared. He looked up to see his godfather regarding him with a calm stare from a frame.

"Draco, what is on your mind? You look like you have a mass of questions."

"Uncle Sev, Harry and I found a couple of pictures and a letter which only Harry was able to read. This is one of the pictures." He showed him the picture he carried with him and the Potions Master's eyes widened.

"I remember that picture. It was at our second Hogsmeade weekend in our sixth year..."

"Uncle Sev, we're in our seventh year and in this picture, Harry looks..."

"Like he's also in his sixth year. But the question is how, because he was with his friends for the majority of his sixth year...oh no, he was also with Dumbledore...that old coot!" Draco blinked as he saw his godfather paced back and fourth in his frame. He stopped after a few minutes.

"Draco, go to class, I need to speak with Minerva." Draco nodded and rushed to class, slipping into the seat next to Harry's, much to Ron's disgust before sitting next to Hermoine.

"Oh hey Draco, what's up?" The ravenette whispered. Draco smirked and leaned in closer.

"Uncle Sev knows something. He knew exactly when the picture of you and father was taken, and where. He saidd he needed to speak to the Headmistress and he called Dumbledore an old coot. Harry, something is so not right!"

"I'm with you on that!" Harry said, his anger evident in his emerald eyes. Desspite himself, Draco put his hand on Harry's shoulder and looked at him, silently asking the ravenette to calm down and that this was not the time nor the place to blow up. Blessedly, Harry calmed down. Everyone was shocked at how they interacted.

Half way through the class, the Headmistress came in and asked for Harry and Draco who stood up at the same time and grabbed their things. They fell in step behind the Headmistress and took a seat as soon as they walked into her office. Severus was in his frame and Dumbledore was asleep in his. The Headmistress put spells on Dumbledore's portrait so he wouldn't hear anything or see anything before turning to the two young men.

"You two gentlemen just don't know when to quit." She began as she walked to a shelf and brought down a thick folder. "But then again, you have every right to inquire but I warn you, you may not like what you'll find out." Draco blinked as she passed the folder to Harry. The ravenette's brow creased as he weighed the folder for a moment before opening it. Inside were more pictures of himself and Lucius together. One was with them at a Halloween Ball, in where Harry was dressed as a dashing count and Lucius was dressed as a countess. They cut quite a figure and Draco had to admit his father looked gorgeous. In the other, it was a pre graduation picture. But something was off. In this picture, Draco could see a slight baby bump on his father! But Harry was nowhere to be seen, and Draco saw the tear stains on his father's face...

"Headmistress, what's the meaning of this?" Harry asked, his voice colored with rage. Silently, the Headmistress handed him a sealed letter and a birth certificate. Harry opened the letter first.

Phoenix,

If you're reading this, you're probably sitting down in the Headmistress' office and have a load of questions. First let me explain, yes we were together but we were discovered by Dumbledore. He threatened our baby's life if we didn't cease our relationship. You were furious but before you could do anything he knocked you out and sent you back to your time. He immediately had my arranged marriage to Narcissa evoked and as soon as we graduated, we were wed. I gave birth to our son on June 30, 1981. Why so late, simple, a spell was placed on me by the old fool. A new form of stasis spell. I named him Draco, in honor of your love of dragons and your favorite constellion, as well as your Animagus form. I miss and love you so much. Our son is all I have now until you return to us.

If Draco is with you as you read this, please tell him I'm sorry that I've turned his world upside down. I'm sure he's in shock by now to discover that the one he's called Father for so long is in fact his 'mother'. You are his Father, Phoenix and I know you will do anything to protect our son while I am unable to because of Voldemort's influence. When he's gone, we will be reunited I hope. I love you both so much and I hope you both can forgive me one day.

With All my Love,

Angel

Draco sat stunned while his sire was silently fuming, his magic crackling dangerously. With a shaky hand he re folded the letter and turned to the certificate and opened it.

Name: Draconis Lucius Malfoy-Slytherin

Birthdate: June 30, 1981 12:00 am (Midnight)

Mother: Lucius Abraxas Malfoy-Slytherin

Father: Harrison James Potter-Black-Slytherin

At this revelation. Harry stood up and glared at the portrait of Dumbledore, enraged.

"Headmistress, wake him up please. I have a few words." McGonagall gulped but complied. Dumbledore started as he was woken up. He did not look pleased but he paled as he saw Harry.

"Harry, my boy..."

"Save it Dumblefuck I have a bone to pick with you!" Harry heard his son snicker at the 'Dumblefuck' crack but said nothing else, or his sire would hex him. I don't want that...Draco thought with a shudder. He's scary! "How dare you take my family from me again!"

"My boy it was for the greater good..."

"Oh save it and shove it up your wrinkly hairy ass." Harry snarled. Again Draco had to laugh. Who would have thought Father would have such a mouth...Father...I just called Harry my...well, that's what he is after all. He turned and listened. "What else are you hiding you manipulative old prune? And don't lie to me!"

"Your parents were pure, both of them and you are a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin himself, on your mother's side, Pervell on your father's. Draco is indeed your son and Lucius is indeed his mother."

"How did I get there in the first place?"

"I sent you there to retrieve the Gaunt ring from Riddle's room. You retrieved it but you also fell in love with Lucius and he with you, missing your window to return. I went after you, found you two together and separated you. By that time, Lucius was already a month along. So I threatened the life of your unborn child in exchange for you to return. You were about to kill me so I knocked you out and Oblivated you until you would discover everything. As for Lucius' pregnancy, I placed him under a stasis, which would prolong it, until I deemed it fit. Lucius was to keep his silence but he disobeyed it seems."

"Well you can't do a thing to hurt my family ever again. I'll make sure of that." He looked at the Headmistress. "Is this his only Portrait?"

"Yes but he's all over the place because of the cards and all, he's famous in his own right..."

"Not when I'm through with him." Harry hissed. "Draco,"

"Yes...Father,"

"Write your Mother, tell him we're going on a little crusade for revenge. Also, write to the Daily Prophet, I will grant them an exclusive, public interview." Draco smirked. He loved his Father's thinking. It was so Slytherin!

"Yes Father." Draco said, excusing himself to do as he was asked. Dumbledore gulped as he was met with an angered emerald gaze but the eyes were no longer...human. He also noticed that Harry's hands became claws and black.

"You've messed with me and mine for the last time. Your manipulations end here and now." Without further ado, Harry slashed his portrait to ribbons and blew fire! He didn't stop until the portrait was smoldering ashes. Severus' portrait blinked when Harry was done and gulped.

"Remind me not to cross you again. I don't want to be next to get fried." Harry smirked and regarded the snarky man.

"Don't fuck with my life and you won't be." He said with finality. "I apologize Headmistress."

"No worries Mr. Potter, what happens now?"

"I have a funny feeling that I'm not complete. With your premission, I think going to Gringotts would be beneficial." She nodded and gave him premission, in where Draco was also allowed to go. The younger blond came back and Harry stood up. "Right on time little dragon, let's go. I'll explain on the way."

"We're allowed to leave Hogwarts?"

"Just for today little dragon." Harry said. "Ready?" Draco nodded and as soon as they were able to, they Apperated to Gringotts.

"Ugh, I hate Apperation and Floo. I'll never get used to it." Harry groaned. Draco nodded and groaned when he also felt nauseous.

"Ah damn..." He bemoaned. Harry steadied his son and led the way into the bank. The goblins looked up and Ragnok met up with them.

"Lord Slytherin, young one." Ragnok bowed to them and looked at the 'elder'. "Sir, you need to come with us, you need to be healed, you have numerous blocks on you. Young one, get your Mother, he'll be able to calm your Father down while he undergoes the healing. As comfort you as well, for there's a block on you too. Not as many as your Father but they're there." Both of them looked at each other then nodded. Harry broke eye contact and followed the Healer who was a High Elf.

"Lord Slytherin, follow me." The Healer bid. Harry walked with him into a room and saw his robes changed into those for a cleansing ritual. The Healer bid the wizard to enter a cleansing circle and as soon as he did, he let out a blood curdling scream that rang out throughout the bank and his magic grew. It gathered in swirls of black, emerald green and silverish white. Two slashes appeared on his back and he screamed again, his magic shaking the very foundation of the bank. Draco yelped as he became unbalanced. Lucius entered the bank running. He stopped when he saw Draco. Draco stood in front of Lucius and both looked at each other before the younger smiled and hugged the elder.

"Mother," The younger whispered, causing the elder to sob softly and hold his baby. They held each other, both sharing a teary reunion until they heard Harry's scream and felt another wave of magic mixed with his anger, pain and longing for his family. Lucius snapped into action and pulled Draco toward the scream and mayhem. They gasped as soon as they entered the room. The Healer was struggling to keep the enraged Lord's magic under control. Harry was a maelstrom of fury. The man was now standing at 6'9", was powerfully built, still tanned but his hair, was midnight black, the front streaked with silverish white and tipped with emerald green and flowing to mid back. The Healer looked at the two and grit his teeth.

"One of you do something! He's almost beyond my control! He's too wild and pissed! I can't heal him if he's not calm!" Draco was about to go but his mother stopped him and walked to the raging man. He wasn't afraid in the least. The raging wizard opened his eyes and Lucius gasped. They were dragon-like but the colors were emerald, black and silver. They were a sight. The blond faced him and did the only logical thing: He looked up and placed is lips over the other man's, kissing him. Almost instantly, the storm died down and Harry calmed, responding to the kiss hungrily, pulling the blond closer, wrapping his newly formed wings around them. The kiss only broke as soon as Harry fell asleep, his wings unfurling and laxing. Lucius stroked his beloved's hair.

"I'm here Phoenix. I'll always be here."

Hey, you know Harry has to break loose. More to come!