Twisted Illusion

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Oh my god.... after who knows how long I've finally finished the next chapter. Never fear, it won't happen again, seeing as how the rest of the story is now finished. It should all be up in the next week, so please check back soon!!


CHAPTER NINE: FIND A PLACE


By the end of the week it seemed the younger Harry had grown accustomed to the schedule. In the morning he would rise, thankful that he was semi-clothed, take a shower, get dressed and then prepare breakfast. Harry soon found out that he enjoyed cooking for these people he’d come to care for, they appreciated his task of cooking. Then Draco would give him a kiss goodbye, only occasionally taking the children with him. When they were home the three of them would spend the day together, playing, or Harry would tell them stories. They’d eat lunch together, made by Kreacher, followed by playing outside. Harry would make dinner just before Draco came home, then the dark haired boy would fall asleep on the couch while watching the others play.


Then his other self would wake and the children would be sent to bed. Younger Harry didn’t exactly know what went on but after seeing the sexual memories he was pretty sure it was something along those lines. However today went a little different.


As Harry sat down on the couch after dinner Draco sat down beside him. Green eyes looked up into pale silvery ones, a question lingering on the surface.


“So the twin’s birthday is this Sunday, and both my panther and I agree that we want you to be there for part of it. He wants to be there for the beginning, when they play and when they blow out the candles, and you’ll be there when they open presents and when some of us have tea,” Draco said, lifting a hand to play with the long dark locks.


Harry was surprised to be invited to such an important event, after all he’d only been in their lives for a short time. The children even seemed to grasp that he wasn’t really their dad, even if he looked like him.


“I’d also like you to sleep with me Sunday night,” at the look on Harry’s face he put a finger over his mouth, which was opening. “Not like that. I just want you to know what it feels like to be held as you fall asleep.”


Harry gave him a small smile, not quite comfortable with the idea. “I didn’t get them anything.”


“Don’t worry about it. Technically your name is on all of the presents from us,” Draco smiled, before kissing his forehead and leaving the room.


Harry didn’t feel right with the idea, after all, they could tell the difference. Biting his lip he wracked his brain. It was a safe bet that Draco would know if he took money from their vault, besides, who knew what they had already gotten. The safest thing to do would be to make something. Getting up from the couch, he made his was to a room he had found earlier in the week. Inside was a sort of sewing room, with all kinds of fabrics folded neatly on tables. Picking several out, he sat down and got to work.


Draco wasn’t sure where Harry had gone, but he had hardly seen him since speaking to him about the party and a whole day had passed. Deciding that one of them would eventually show up for bed he crawled into their big plush feather bed. He only woke when he heard the bedroom door open with a click. Draco felt the bed sink with the weight of his love, and pulled him close, uncaring which one it was for he loved them both.


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Sunday dawned bright and loudly as two five year olds ran thru the house, yelling. The door to the master suite banged open and the sound of bare feet against the marble floor came across the room. Two little bodies jumped into the bed, with their parents bouncing up in between them.
Draco groaned and pulled the blanket over his head. “It’s early.”


A deep masculine chuckle permeated the blanket. “You forget, they were born earlier in the morning than this, my dragon. Must still be in their systems, except that they only get up early on their birthday.”


Draco pulled the blanket down so that one sleepy eye could glare at his love. Before he dragged the fabric back up he caught the huge grin grace Harry’s lips.


“Sorry, the famous Malfoy glare no longer affects me. You’ll have to find something else.”


Moving quickly the blonde rolled on top of his panther, one hand holding down both of Harry’s arms. A dark eyebrow rose before green eyes flickered towards the children, as if reminding him they were still there. Draco gave the ‘Malfoy smirk’ and then proceeded to tickle Harry mercilessly. He was more than ecstatic when his children joined him in ‘torturing’ their daddy. Harry’s laughter followed the children’s as it filled the room for several minutes.


“I…give…up!” Harry cried between laughter.


The three blondes stopped, the ‘leader’ a victorious smile reaching all the way to metallic eyes. Draco couldn’t help but to lean down and kiss the playful frown from his panther’s lips. With two distant ‘ew’s interrupting him, he reluctantly pulled away. After shooing the two children away the proceeded to take a bath together, both washing the other.


Once they both were clean and dry, Draco grabbed a pair of slacks, pulling them on, but stopped, when his ass was still hanging out, at Harry’s chuckle. Turning his head to look at his panther, Draco saw amusement in those sparkling lively eyes.


“What are you laughing at?” Draco asked, an eyebrow raised.


“You’re going to wear nice pants with a bunch of children running around?” Harry asked.


“Hmm…I see your point. Then pray tell, what should I wear?” Draco asked, letting the pants fall around his ankles.


Harry smirked and moved closer to his naked husband, a tan hand resting on the noticeably paler hip. Pulling out a pair of dark blue jeans along with a black t-shirt, giving his dragon a kiss and a playful smack to his ass before moving to pick out his own clothes. Once a dark green shirt accompanied by light blue jeans were on he pulled his hair up, safe from inquisitive little fingers. He pulled on his socks and tennis shoes to finish getting ready. As he left the room Harry let his hands trail across his dragon’s back, who was making sure his hair was perfect.


Coming to the children’s room he saw the two of them jumping on the beds, yet one look from daddy was enough for them to stop. Stooping down, they ran to him, each seated on one leg, an arm holding them steady. He placed a kiss on both of their forehead’s, smiling when they kissed his cheeks simultaneously.


“Now, why don’t you go pick what you want to wear. Since today is so special,” Harry said.


They cheered and ran to the closet, both pulling out clothes and bringing them back to him. Lily had picked a purple skirt, with shorts underneath, and a t-shirt with pink and purple flowers everywhere. Lucian had a pair of gray slacks and a light green button-up shirt. At that Harry laughed and ruffled his hair, which Lucian then tried to fix.


“You are just like your papa, you know that,” Harry said.


“What about me?” Lily asked.


“You’re just like me, practical,” Harry said, tugging a strand of her hair, at which point she giggled.


“Are you insulting me, Potter?” A drawl came from behind him.


Turning he saw his dragon leaning against the doorframe watching the children struggle to get their clothes on right. Harry stood and moved closer to his husband, lips ghosting over the taller man’s, a smile on his lips as the kiss was denied.


“Of course not, dragon. If that was the case, I have much better insults than that, waiting for you,” Harry’s laughter drifted back to him as he left the room and went down to help Kreacher set up for the party.


Once the family was fed, the yard ready, and the front gates and the Floo fireplace opened, the family was ready for the hoard of guests. They showed up slowly, first Ron and Hermione with their six-year old, Julian. Their gift joined the already half-full table. George was next, the loss of his twin still evident on his face, even seven years later. From time-to-time George would look to his side as if he had seen him, or perhaps it was merely habit.


Then so many guests came, Harry couldn’t remember the order. The twins were delighted as more and more of their friends arrived, from both sides. Harry and Draco had gotten a bunch of air-filled bouncing playgrounds, and all were spelled to keep all the children safe from harm.


Playtime went from ten to noon, when they all stopped for a catered barbeque before the children went back to playing for a little while longer. When it came time to cut the huge cake it seemed most of the kids wanted to help blow out the ten candles, five for both on opposite sides. Making sure that all of the children got a piece, Harry headed inside for the nap that would change him. He was pleasantly surprised when he saw Draco already on the couch.


“Why are you here, dragon? Shouldn’t you be out with our guests?” Harry asked, sitting next to him, before putting his head on the available lap.


Pale fingers pulled out the hair tie, threading his fingers through the slightly unruly locks. “They can do fine without me for a little bit. Besides, it’s a madhouse out there. All those little bodies running around, screaming.”


Harry laughed as he allowed himself to be lured to sleep by the motion of Draco’s fingers. “I thought you’d be used to that by now, with all those people at the Ministry who work under you.”


Draco laughed softly, trying not to rouse the lightly dousing panther. “You’re the only one I want under me, love.”

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