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"I swear to God!"

"Why Malfoy, picking up Muggle expressions? What would father Lucy say?"

Draco slowly turned to look at Harry, who was idly turning pages of a cooking magazine.

"You are the reason this is happening." He said through gritted teeth. "If you hadn't pressed the matter, I wouldn't have had so much anger, therefore no blowing up the restaurant, no Weasleys finding out and no fortnight dinner at the Lupin-Tonks!"

"Come on!" laughed Harry, throwing the magazine on the coffee table and standing up. "Don't tell me you are dreading it!"

"I am!" exclaimed Draco. "I mean, I am going to willingly spend time with a mad cousin, my ex-professor who just happens to be a werewolf and my boyfriend's trusted friend and a boy who keeps sitting on my lap!"

"You loved Teddy!" Harry said, his arms folded. "Don't say that you didn't. And as for Tonks, she will make you fall in love with her within seconds and you already respect Remus. So stop giving me that crap!"

Draco took a deep breath and ran his hand through his hair. "Harry, my parents don't know. Aunt Andromeda can tell them. Do you know the stakes?"

"I have talked to Andy." Said Harry, walking towards Draco, "She has agreed not to tell your mother anything. Stop panicking."

Harry slowly slid his arms around Draco's waist and kissed him. "It's going to be fine." He whispered.

"It better be." Draco sighed. Harry ruffled Draco's hair and kissed him again. Draco slid his hands around Harry's waist as the bell rang.

Harry chuckled as Draco snorted. "Always the bad time." He muttered.

Harry went to open the door to find a very distressed Mrs Waters.

"What is it Mrs Waters?"

"Can owls hold letters?" she asked.

Harry turned back to look at Draco and laughed.

"What? No!"

"That's what I thought." Mrs Waters said dreamily. She shook her head and extended her left hand. "A letter arrived for Draco. Quite an old method. Have you been doing something Draco?"

"No Mrs Waters." Said Draco, trembling slightly.

Mrs Waters nodded. She handed the letter and said, "Oh and there are two people downstairs-a lanky red head and bushy haired girl."

"They are friends." Said Harry, nodding. "Send them up."

Mrs Waters nodded and went down the stairs. As Harry shut the door, Draco looked at Harry with narrowed eyes. "Why is the Weasel and Granger here?"

"Can't you behave?"

"He called me a ferret!" Draco exclaimed. "DO you know how dishonoring that is?"

"Even when your patronus is one?"

"Don't you dare tell them that! Now give me the letter!"

Harry chuckled and handed over the letter to Draco. The doorbell rang. Harry turned to open the door again as Draco slammed the bedroom door behind him.

"Hey Ron! Hermione!"

The old friends shared a hug and Harry invited them in. Hermione looked around and smiled. "No magic?"

"Dray doesn't like it that much."

"Dr-Dray?" Ron choked as Hermione gave him a disapproving look.

Harry folded his arms. "Yes Dray! At least I don't call him Chudley!"

"You told him?" Hermione shouted, causing Ron to blush and mumble something. Harry shook his head at his friend and said, "What can I do for you?"

"Nothing!" Ron exclaimed, "Can't just two old friends come to meet their third friend?"

Harry looked at Hermione.

"Ron wanted to make sure that Malfoy-I mean, Draco hasn't killed you yet." Hermione answered as if reciting a line from one of her books.

"I didn't!" Ron said, looking at his girlfriend. Harry patted Ron on his back and moved towards the kitchen.

The bedroom door opened to reveal a confused Draco. He looked up to see the guests and took up a defensive posture.

"Weasel."

"Ferret."

Hermione and Harry groaned and rolled their eyes. Hermione walked up to Harry and began helping him as the two men sat across each other on the coffee table.

"So how have you been Malfoy?" Ron said in an extra sweet voice. "Harry tells me you have stopped using magic."

"Yes." Draco said, "With so many Weasleys taking over, magic lost its fun."

"Pity for you! No more dark games."

"Can't you two be good?" Hermione asked, turning and folding her hands.

"Oh Granger," Draco turned to face Hermione, "this is us being good."

"Leave it Hermione." Said Harry, breaking an egg, "I have tried and failed."

Dinner was interesting as Draco and Ron exchanged subtle insults. At least they weren't killing each other, Harry thought.

Once they left, Draco turned to Harry and said, "Granger, I can handle. But keep that Weasel away from me."

Harry rolled his eyes and went off to clean the dishes.

"So what was the letter about?" He asked, washing a plate.

"It was an invitation." Draco said, leaning on the counter, "from Mother and Father to a dinner next weekend."

Harry looked up. Draco was frowning and biting his nails.

"Hey, stop biting your nails!" Harry said, removing Draco's hand from his mouth. Draco scowled and started biting nails of his other hand.

"Come on!" groaned Harry, wiping away the plate and taking off the gloves, "I am pretty sure it is just a random invitation."

"Just a week after the Weasleys find out? I don't think so!"

"Okay!" Harry leaned on the counter, "When was the last time you actually met your parents?"

"Three weeks ago?" Draco said uncertainly.

"Wrong. Seven months ago."

"Really?" asked Draco, scratching his head. "Doesn't seem that long."

"Then how do you explain the season change?"

Draco shrugged. Harry sighed. "Dray, it's just a random invitation that your parents have sent you because they miss you."

Draco seemed to think over it as Harry put on the gloves and began washing.

"Come with me."

Harry turned to look at Draco. "What?"

"Come with me." Draco said, looking at Harry.

"AM I talking to the same guy who was scared about his parents finding out a few hours ago?"

Draco shrugged.

"You have worse mood swings than a pregnant woman."

Draco scowled. He turned and went to the bedroom.

"COME FAST!" Draco shouted.

"I WILL!" Harry shouted back and began whistling.

"I am so bloody scared!" muttered Draco.

"Don't be." Said Harry.

The door opened in front of them to reveal Remus.

"Hey Remus!"

Remus hugged Harry and shook hands with Draco. "How are you?" he asked.

"Living!" said Harry with a roll of eyes.

Remus laughed and welcomed them in.

"WHO'S IT?" came Tonks' voice from inside.

"It's Harry and Draco Dora." Remus shouted back.

"OKAY!"

Draco looked around at a clean Living room. Peeping inside the house, he found a rather dirty place.

"A lot of things are scattered." He muttered to himself.

"Those for Dora and Teddy to trip on." Remus mentioned, nodding and gesturing the couple to sit down.

"You talk as if it is a hobby." Draco said with a confused look.

"It is." Remus said and sat down. Draco nodded uncertainly and went on to sit down beside Harry.

"So how are you two?" Remus asked. "Dora as been working a lot for this day."

"Is she cooking?" Harry asked, terrified at the idea.

"No, she is just reheating the food." Remus waved the concern away. He leaned forward and loudly whispered, "Though she has made the dessert."

"You do know that I can hear you right?" Tonks said, entering the Living room. Her hair was long and blonde for the day with black streaks. She went on to sit on the couch as Remus leaned to kiss her. "No idea what you are talking about Dora."

Tonks stuck out her tongue and looked at the couple. "SO how are you cousin?"

"Fine." Draco managed to say.

"Now don't be so formal!" Tonks said, swatting Draco's arm. "We would have been awesome cousins. We are in fact, or have you forgotten fifth year Christmas?"

Draco immediately went stiff and growled. "You promised you wouldn't talk about it!"

"Now that's my Dragon!"

"What fifth year Christmas?" asked Harry, looking at Draco and Tonks.

Tonks leaned forward and whispered, "Cousin business."

"So there's my nephew."

Draco looked up and gasped. He tightly held Harry's hand. Harry too looked up and burst out laughing. Soon, the Tonks-Lupins were laughing as well.

"Andy, did you have to do that?" Harry asked in between of his laughs.

Andy smirked. She had worn a black wig, much like her elder sister's and applied makeup which made her look like Bellatrix.

"You gave a heart attack!" Draco said, holding his chest. Andy waved her wand and disappeared the extra parts, revealing herself in a normal muggle attire.

"You look like Aunt Bella even without the makeup." Said Draco, breathing heavily.

"Well," said Andromeda, sitting down on a spare couch, "We were sisters."

"Can we please stop talking about Dear Aunt Bella!" Tonks said, rolling her eyes. "That woman almost killed me."

"She wasn't very bad."

Almost all pairs of eyes turned to Draco once he said the following line. Gulping nervously, e said, "I mean, she was mad and all, but she made the best treacle tarts ever."

Everybody shared a subtle smile as Andy cleared her throat and asked, "On that note, how is young Delphini? She hasn't visited in a long time Teddy misses her."

"I'll talk to mother the next time I am home." Draco muttered politely."

Taking in the tense atmosphere, Harry grinned and turned to Remus. "Any more pranksters in Hogwarts?"

"A group exactly like us." Remus said dryly. "Prone to trouble. And then you had your father's and godfather's portrait hung there. A bad choice Harry."

Draco rubbed his hands together, shaking nervously. He turned to Harry, but the man himself was trembling. He smiled sweetly at Draco but Draco knew that the savior of the wizarding world was truly terrified.

The Grand doors of the Malfoy Manor opened to reveal a small elf. Harry heart ached but he put up a brave front and smiled.

"Master Draco. The Mistress and Master are waiting in the parlor." The elf bowed and moved aside. Draco walked in, Harry following him. They took off their coats and the elf took them and disappeared.

The two walked side by side till Draco suddenly stopped.

"What?" Harry asked. Draco trembled slightly.

"Let's go from the other side."

Harry looked in front and saw a door he had seen years ago. As Hermione screams echoed in his ear, Harry said, "No."

"What?" Draco hissed.

Harry looked into Draco's pleading eyes. "I need to face my fears Draco. There's no need to act as if that never happened. It has been years and I don't care."

Without waiting for Draco to reply, Harry opened the doors. As he walked, he saw the way to cellar and could hear Ron's screams. Looking up, he found no chandelier.

"We could never replace it." Draco muttered. "Mother was afraid it carried a curse."

Harry nodded numbly and walked on, Draco merely a few paces before him. As they finally crossed the hall, Draco came in front and pushed open the door.

"Draco!"

A little girl with dark Hair jumped into Draco's arms as he hugged her. Harry smiled at the small child.

Delphini had black curls, much like her mother. But she had an innocent smile and childishness of a girl who never knew war.

"Hey Delphi." Draco said lovingly and pulled her apart, looking at the girl. "Haven't you grown!"

"Almost by seven inches!" Delphini said excitedly, holding up seven fingers. It was then that she looked up and froze, muttering, "Harry Potter."

"Hello Delphini." Harry smiled. "I have heard a lot about you. You play with Teddy I have heard?"

Delphini nodded numbly.

"Draco."

Draco looked up to see his mother. Narcissa Malfoy.

After every single thing they had gone through, she still stood tall, refusing to bow in front of anyone. Her hair, almost white now, radiated power. Behind her stood Lucius Malfoy.

The man looked rather humble in comparison of his wife, but the air of authority that he pressed was hard to miss. Their faces had neutral expressions and Harry received chills looking at them.

"Mother. Father." Draco greeted cordially, standing up.

And then Narcissa broke into a smile. Stepping up, she hugged Draco as if her entire life depended on it. Delphini managed to free herself and ran to Lucius, who put a protective hand over the girl.

As Mother and Son parted, Narcissa's eyes darted to Harry and she smiled. "Hello Mr Potter."

"Mrs Malfoy. Mr Malfoy." Harry greeted, following Draco's suit.

"I was unaware that you will be joining us." Narcissa said. "When Draco mentioned company, I was expecting somebody else."

Harry nodded understandingly. Narcissa turned and looked at an elf which had suddenly appeared. "Prepare the table please."

Before Harry knew it, he was sitting on the Dinner table with three Malfoys and one adopted Malfoy. Delphini was now free of all her fears and talking nonstop to Draco about her private tutor and how she was the best in Quidditch.

At times, Narcissa and Lucius politely asked Harry questions which he answered back. Sometimes, Draco would say something about his work and life on which Narcissa and Lucius would nod.

As the dinner finally ended, Delphini yawned rather loudly and was sent to the bed immediately. The group of four was guided back into the parlor. Once they all settled down, Narcissa turned to Draco. "You mentioned you had to tell us something in your letter."

Draco gulped. He knew there was no easy way he could do this. And so he let his mouth do the talking.

"I am in love with Harry. I have been for the past few years and have been living with him for a year and why are you smiling Father?"

Narcissa and Harry, both rather alarmed by the way Draco had spoken, turned to look at Lucius. Lucius feigned innocence and asked, "Oh, were we supposed to be surprised Draco?"

"I am sorry?" Harry asked looking at Lucius. He knew?

"Mr Potter," the man said, "My son has had an unhealthy obsession for you since the first year. His first letter was about informing us that he was sorted into Slytherin and about Harry Potter. 'Potter did not accept my hand in friendship', 'Potter was selected as the stupid youngest Seeker', 'Potter saved the bloody Philosopher's Stone' and many more."

Sighing, Lucius continued, "In the Dark times, on one of the instances, I was asked to describe you Potter. I cannot forget the expression on the face of Dark Lord. It was that bad."

Draco was already red as Narcissa looked off in a distance, as if remembering the instance. Harry was biting the sides of his cheeks to stop laughing.

"Can you share it with me Mr Malfoy?" Harry managed to ask.

Draco immediately threw a glare in Harry's direction as Lucius sighed.

"Absolutely Mr Potter." Clearing his throat, Lucius said, "I quote exactly what I said and mind you, it is all Draco's words."

"Potter has green eyes much like the grass. It sparkles and twinkles, often making Dumbledore's eyes look pale. He has messy hair-not in the bad sense but much like he has been playing Quidditch forever. Potter is short but it is actually rather useful. He is scrawny but not in a bad sense of way. He is perfect-perfect Potter!"

Harry couldn't hold it anymore as he burst out laughing. Narcissa too began to smile amusedly as Lucius looked content. Draco disappeared in his hands.

As the laughter finally stopped, Harry held his stomach protectively. "Can I get the memory of the same Mr Malfoy?"

"I shall try."

"Father!"

"Ah, yes. SO Draco, I am not surprised. When you refused the Greengrass' invitation, I was expecting this news."

Draco turned to look at his mother. Narcissa sighed. "I stand by your father."

Draco looked confused. To save him from further embarrassment, Harry said, "We should leave. We both have work tomorrow."

"Green eyes like the grass."

Draco groaned, pulling of his shirt and turned back to see a bare-chested Harry on their bed, looking off in a distance. "You started young, didn't you?"

"Shut up Harry!"

"But Draco, this is gold!" laughed Harry. "I mean, I can merely imagine poor Voldemort's face."

Draco shifted uncomfortably, he didn't like to hear that name. But throwing his shirt away, He crawled upon Harry and growled. "If you repeat this to anyone Harry, I will kill you."

Harry leaned forward, closing most of the distance between them and kissed his boyfriend.

Draco's parents knew. The people who mattered in Harry's life knew. Harry smiled as Draco came up on the top and kissed him lovingly.

It was a good day.

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