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Hogwarts!AU - for Draco

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Harry slept deeply and content once he heard the softly spoken words from the Dark Lord. He dreamt of Draco. Of Tom. Of the three of them together.

The night had been a revelation for Harry Potter. He had known, from that first meeting with Tom Riddle, that things were changing.

Course, he had changed.

But the truth was, even though he and Draco had talked about it (at length), he never actually seriously considered that the Dark Lord would be attracted or have a desire for them. More specifically, him. Oh Draco was an attractive man to be sure, there was no doubt. But considering the history the Dark Lord and he had? He hadn't been 100% certain.

Tonight changed all of that.

He only stirred once he heard the door opening to his bedroom and felt a sleepy smile tug on his mouth. "Mm Draco?"

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He came in as softly as he could, yet making a point of closing the door with a small click. With all they had been through, he suspected it would be enough sound to wake Harry without scaring him.

Or so he hoped.

So when it worked, he couldn't help but smile.

"It's me," he murmured, pausing to toe off his shoes, draping his jacket over a chair as he came over, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Didn't mean to wake you."

He smiled and slowly opened his eyes to look over at the other boy, reaching out to trail his fingers over Draco's side. "Glad you did," he said, staying right where he was. "How was the time spent with your parents?"

Harry liked Narcissa. Lucius had his moments but most of the time, he was simply too much for Harry. Still, he had taught him a thing or two about managing the Potter vaults since he'd known him. He was glad for that much at the very least.

That made Draco smile, shifting a bit closer so that he rested his back against the headboard, nestling himself in against Harry a bit more. "Typical. Questions. Hints. I was told that eventually I was going to have to consider a more... normal life," he admitted, laughing softly. "Grandchildren were mentioned, carrying on the Malfoy name," he added, rolling his eyes which was a gesture that might well be heard in the dark.

"I think there were hints that I should keep you on the side," he added with a snort.

Harry felt a smile curl on his mouth as Draco settled against his headboard and curled in closer to him, resting his head on Draco's thigh. "Not surprising in the least," he said with a roll of his eyes. "They don't know the circumstances very well, do they?" It was a rhetorical question of course. He doubted even they knew what was to come. The only hint he had was what Tom had told him before he left. "Doubt 'normal' will come into play much in the years to come."

"Pff, I will not be kept on the side," he said, his tone taking on a haughty edge to it though his smile could well be heard in the dark.

"I got a visitor tonight while you were gone."

His arm slid around Harry's shoulder, stroking along the curve of his arm and up along his shoulder. "I think my dad does, but Mum? She wants my life to be the sort that is acceptable to the wizarding world. Living with my best friend doesn't mean we're more than friends to her," he said with a sigh. "One day I'll tell her. Not about you, exactly, but me."

He had no interest in Pansy, or anyone else, and marriage and kids. And he was dating an old wizarding family, after all.

"You aren't on the side, except that you are literally currently curled up at my side, but that is the only side you're going to be on," he admitted.

That got a small sound. "Oh? Who was that?"

He hummed softly at Draco's touch and rest his hand on the boy's leg, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Your father would have an idea considering who is now involved," he mused, feeling relaxed right here next to Draco. "Your Mum, on the other hand... I do understand however she will learn." Harry knew Draco would tell Narcissa in his own time, when it was the right time for her to take it.

Harry chuckled softly. "The only side," he agreed and lightly traced his finger tips over the boy's leg. Not meant to seduce, just to touch.

"Well," he drawled out slowly. "That text I sent you about a vibrator? I mistakenly sent it to Tom first. You can imagine both his and my reaction after that fact... he didn't take well to being teased or ignored."

He chuckled. "I don't think he's told my father anything, but I am not sure what to think about that entirely. He likely has told them that Draco and Harry were certainly on Tom's side now, but he doubted that Tom had mentioned the intimacy they had shared.

So he paused when Harry made that admission. "He..." He swallowed, thinking about what he had shared with Tom. "You should know, Harry. He came to visit me once. I... I mean, it was when you and I were first... And I..."

He swallowed hard against the lump in his throat, scared Harry would be upset with him. "He didn't hurt you, did he?" That mattered most right now, didn't it?

Harry nodded. "No, I'm not sure he's told your father everything... or anything like that. Perhaps at the very least that we're working with him," he agreed.

"I know," he said simply and turned to look up at him with a soft smile. "He told me, Draco. It's okay." He didn't want Draco to be upset or scared that he was going to be mad because honestly, he wasn't. Though, he was a little worried himself that Draco would be upset with him after tonight.

"No, he didn't hurt me. He was frustrated," he said with an almost amused smirk. "He told me that I had to stop pleasing myself because obviously I didn't care about his pleasure. So... I ended up helping him out," he admitted and glanced up at him. "I sucked him off, Draco...," he admitted, his voice becoming softer. "And then afterward, he helped me out." He paused. "He's told me he's interested in both of us, in keeping us close."

At least, that's what he basically determined, even if Tom didn't say it exactly like that.

"He..." He took a breath, exhaling softly, looking down and away. "I should have told you myself. I just... I couldn't take the chance..." His arm tightened around the other man, moving to pull him in closer to him as if afraid he was going to move away from him because of all of this. "I won't lose you," he whispered. If he had to chose between the Dark Lord and Harry, Draco knew the choice he would make.

He also knew his fear of what would happen to either of them if he made that choice known.

"Are you... Are you certain?" He wouldn't expect Harry to make a choice, nor would he fault Harry. He knew what it was like to be attracted to the Dark Lord, but he also had that fear that came from his family's treatment and never feeling as if he was going to be first in someone's life. Even second, but that was something he wouldn't share with others.

Slowly, not wanting to give Draco the wrong idea, Harry sat up and wrapped his arms more securely around the other wizard. "You're not going to lose me. Not on your life, Malfoy," he whispered. "So long as you don't plan on leaving or kicking me out..." No, Harry didn't want to think about that ever being a possibility from Draco. He tightened his arms around him, probably to the point of being too tight but he couldn't help it. Harry never wanted to think about the possibility of losing Draco. Even if it was to the Dark Lord or because of the Dark Lord.

He slowly loosened his hold and looked at him. "I'm absolutely certain," he said. If there was anything he got from either of his parents, it was his sheer stubbornness. "You come first though, Draco. Always have since we met... so, if you don't like something, you have to tell me." Especially in regard to Tom Riddle and whatever this was that was growing between them all.

After everything he had gone through with his own relatives, he wasn't going to lose Draco. His first real friend and first love. Merlin, that sounded cheesy.

Coming together as they had was a danger when they started. Even now it could be. Because of where their life was going, and who they were siding with. Even if they weren't being intimate with him, they had to be careful in the long run.

"Hey. Hey. No. Never," he said, voice hard and fierce, almost angry. Not to even imagine hearing that from the mouth of the man he loved. "You don't think that's possible, do you? You're not worried I would abandon you?"

Except as he asked it, the tone he used, he truly worried that Potter thought he might leave him.

"I won't lose you." He said that in firm terms, no hesitating. "Not even for the Dark Lord. As for the... the intimacies? He's the Dark Lord, and he says things about how he feels about us," he said, not sure how to find the right words, unsure if Riddle had said the same things to Harry or not. "But based on that, I need us to be together, and us, and to hae everything we should always have. Us. Together."

He would love to say that no, he wasn't worried about it or felt that it wasn't possible that Draco would abandon him. Least, not before his parents took guardianship. But, too many years of the Dursley's TLC made it hard sometimes. Most days he could push it back to the smallest corner of his mind and keep it locked up there. But other times... it was harder. "Most days, no." Harry couldn't and wouldn't hide it from Draco. He hadn't kept anything from him since the time Draco woke up because of his nightmares.

Harry met Draco's gaze and stared into those eyes, eyes he loved. "Good because you won't be losing me anytime soon either," he admitted with a little smile. He nodded. "I cannot agree more. Regardless of our relationship with him, intimacy or no, we're in it together."

He needed that more than he'd known. "Together, Draco." Harry leaned in to kiss the other wizard softly. "Staying in here tonight?"

'No. No days, Harry. Never, ever have that worry," he said, tones fierce and nearly angry though not at Potter. At the bastards who had done this to him and left him this concerned and worried about what Draco might do.

"You and I are what matters, Harry. Sure he's interesting and powerful..." And for Draco that made him sexy. Part of what he loved about Harry. He was beautiful and perfect and powerful. That made him sexy.

Returning the kiss, holding tight to Harry as if to prove he wasn't willing to let him go. "Course. Together. Now. Tonight. Always."

Despite the fierce tone in Malfoy's voice, Harry quirked a little smile. "I know this will come as a shock, but you can't forbid that," he teased him, tightening his arms around him. They'd had discussions before about his "relatives" and what they had done so Harry knew exactly where Draco's anger was stemming from. It was the cause of most of his as well if they were going to be honest.

"Interesting, powerful, tall, devilishly handsome..." Harry continued with a knowing smirk. "We're in this together," he confirmed, knowing exactly what it was that turned Draco on. Not that he could deny that they weren't damn attractive qualities in a man.

"Good, now change and lay down with me," he said, pressing another kiss to the blonde's lips then pulling back, watching him with a grin. "Did I mention the part that he wants to start training us? Soon?"

"You would be amazed at the things I will forbid and fight against, Harry Potter. You, of all people, should know but I can definitely show you," he insisted, as much a Malfoy in some moments as he might ever be.

"Are you trying to be tempting about him, or describing yourself, Love?" Challenging it all back on Harry, arching a brow.

At that he pulled back, hands going for the hem of his shirt. He stopped though, looking at Harry with a bit of a frown. "He had mentioned that as well," he admitted with a nod. "Not soon but that he was willing. You're willing?"

Harry laughed quietly and looked at the other man, lifting a hand to trail over Draco's cheek. "Oh, I know that you will do everything within your power and the Malfoy power to make it so. It doesn't mean everyone else will abide by it." As soon as the Dursley's were taken care of, he would feel closure. At least they were on their way to the Malfoy's becoming his Magical Guardians.

"If I was describing myself, I would have said short," he said with a grin. Though, he wasn't about to deny the other adjectives.

He watched Draco reach for the hem of his shirt, looking forward to seeing it off him. When the blonde stopped, Harry glanced back in his eyes. "I'm willing. I'm always willing to learn more magic. Especially magic that will be useful in the future."

Draco leaned into the touch, eyes closing as he savored that tenderness, loving the tiny intimacies that they shared between themselves. "There's so much we'll take care of," he murmured, knowing it wasn't just words but plans.

"You know there's not turning back after this, right?" Even as he asked, peeling away the shirt and tossing it away and then reaching for Harry to try and pull him closer.

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