Something Special About Harry

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Special Thanks to Keikokin for the request and Tivogirl for the wonderful beta work

Chapter 19

Several hours later a happier Severus and Draco emerged and went in search of Lucius and Harry. Making their way to the study, they stopped to admire the sight before them. Stretched out on the couch with his back against Harry’s chest, the Potter-Malfoy’s were reading Harry’s book. On closer observation, they could see Harry’s red highlighted raven locks had grown again and were hanging over the edge of the couch and in a pile on the floor.

“Father, Harry. Severus and I have something to tell you now.”

Two heads turned toward the company in anticipation and arched eyebrows at the sight before them. Who would have ever believed that the acerbic Potions Master would look so content and at ease wrapped around the young blond?

The young Slytherin grinned and placed his hands over those joined over his abdomen. “We’ve come to a decision. Severus has proven to me that he does love me and that he had been going to ask me to marry him before Harry’s prophecy. Until we know for sure if I am pregnant, we are calling it a prophecy, when it’s proven, we’ll call it a revelation. We think we would like to wait at least a week after our ceremony before going to Poppy for results. I trust Harry, but he’s new to these powers and I want someone with a little more experience to confirm this for me.” Severus leaned over Draco’s shoulder, kissing him as the other half of their family looked on.

Lucius sat up from the couch followed by Harry. It was evident to the other occupants that Harry had another growth spurt and was now slightly taller than Lucius. This was a good thing considering the length of his hair, which fell just above the floor now. Lucius looked at Harry and realized he would be braiding hair later. The possibilities, he thought to himself, of playing with that hair. Clearing his mind of those lewd thoughts for the moment, he reached out and embraced both Severus and Draco at once. “Do you have any idea when you want the ceremony? Where? Who is attending? Witnesses? Reception or not? Talk to me!!” Lucius was excited.

Severus and Draco looked at each other, smiling. “Father, I always dreamed of getting married at the manor. I know this will sound morbid, even for me, but can we bury mother and have our ceremony right after?”

Lucius was flabbergasted at the request. “Son, I have always wanted to see you wed from the Manor. I just think it would be so wrong to have her burial ceremony immediately followed by your wedding. I realize both are cause for celebrations for us, but some people would find it offensive to bury her and then to get wed. Why don’t we decide which order to have the ceremonies and get things started?”

Draco looked crestfallen. “I know what you say is correct Father. I just don’t want her controlling me from beyond the grave. I think I’d rather have the private burial with someone we trust from the Ministry of Magic, the celebrant and the witnesses. I think it would be good if Harry could talk Hermione into coming to the burial. It would show her we mean no ill will towards her and let her know she actually freed us. I don’t think it would be a good idea to invite her to our wedding. Severus and I still have to face her on that.”

Harry listened to the discussion. “Guys you know we could have the ceremony now, early this morning and still wed you by moonlight in the gardens at the Manor. It’s just an idea.”

Three sets of eyes turned toward Harry. Why hadn’t they thought of that? Lucius looked to Draco. “Draco would that be acceptable to you? Or are we rushing the wedding? I want to make sure you have the time you need to deal with her passing.”

“Father, she stopped being my mother the moment the mid-wife picked me up at birth. I learned to deal with that fact years ago. She was a marvelous actress in public. Think about it. Wasn’t she the perfect trophy wife for you and created the illusion of the perfect family life for the public and enough to convince Voldemort? I’m happy to bury her today and wed my love tonight. People will think I’m cold for this, but the most important people will know the truth. You and I can make a public statement later if we want to put the rumors to rest. I want nothing to interfere with our wedding.” Draco turned his head up to Severus, who leaned down to kiss him long and devoutly, oblivious to the other eyes watching them.

Seeing the two gave Harry ideas and moving in to his husband, he placed a gentle kiss on his husband’s lips. When both couples came up for air, they moved to the sitting room to begin preparations. Soon it was time for the arrangements to be made for Narcissa. Lucius went to the fireplace and called for the Muggle equivalent of an undertaker. He called Draco over and they conversed with the man before asking him through to finalize the arrangements. The thin wiry man stepped into Lucius’ quarters. Harry looked at Severus and raised his arched eyebrows even further, glancing at the man. Severus looked the man over and decided he would let Draco do a complete wardrobe makeover for him. The next thought was that would be a good idea for a short honeymoon trip to Paris for the clothes.

Both raven-haired men heard their blond’s becoming upset and moved to them. It was a sensitive situation and they wanted to be supportive while not interfering. Severus and Harry looked at the display book and couldn’t help smirking at each other over the establishment’s name. For some reason the name ‘On Your Way’ the Last Delivery Service You’ll Ever Need” just struck them as funny. Harry bent his head and concealed his face, trying not to laugh. Severus used every technique he learned during his spy years to maintain composure.

Lucius let Draco handle the majority of the choices for the arrangements until the man asked where she would be placed. Lucius spoke up first; “I believe my wife would have preferred to be “laid” at he Black Family’s estate since she was the last of the direct blood related Black’s except for my son.” Draco looked at his father and only nodded. As that was the last thing, they all stood and agreed to meet him with the officials at 2 P.M. The gentleman left and they all sat quietly with their own thoughts.

A soft snicker broke the silence. Lucius heard it but “felt” it so he knew it was from Harry. Lifting an eyebrow in inquiry, he followed Harry’s pointed finger to Severus. Harry was chuckling harder as Severus joined in the mirth. Lucius and Draco looked at each of their guys and spoke as one. “What exactly is so funny?”

Harry and Severus both quieted while silent laughter continued. Draco spoke up. “Severus, Harry why are you finding this funny? Narcissa didn’t have too many people close to her and we may not have had a loving family or many good memories or feelings, but she still gave me life and that deserves some respect.”

There was a large pregnant pause as the laughers collected themselves. Severus moved to Draco and wrapped his arms around his soon-to-be. “Draco we would never laugh at the emotions you are feeling or what little respect we can offer Narcissa. Nor do we laugh at death. The problem we had was the man’s business name and clothes. Look at the card again. I also thought I’d like you to do a complete wardrobe makeover on me as part of the honeymoon. How does shopping in Paris sound?”

Draco had stiffened again when Severus had first held him. As his fiancé’s words penetrated his conscience, he looked at the card and reflected on the man’s dress. Lucius heard the explanation and thought back. Soon all four were laughing. Lucius finally stopped laughing and went to the floo calling for Albus and Arthur Weasley, the new Minister of Magic. He explained their needs, giving them the time and site. He was told they would be there by the time stated.

“Draco I told Madam Malkin you would be in for the burial robes. Get those and your wedding robes too. Do you know what you want for the wedding ceremony?”

Draco looked at Severus. “Anything you want special?”

Severus leaned over to whisper in Draco’s ear, bringing a scarlet blush to the young man. “I meant for the wedding ceremony, but we can work on that later too” was the reply he received.

Harry cleared his throat. Pheromones were running rampant in the room and it was starting to affect him. ‘Guys we need to conclude this now. I have something that needs to be taken care of soon.” Harry’s hand was rubbing and circling on Lucius thigh.

Draco looked at his father and stepfather and evilly grinned but knew better than to make complications.

“I’d like to have the ceremony in the Magnolia Gardens at the Manor. I just wish they were in bloom. Could I have the fairy lights Father? It’s been so long since they played in the magnolias with me. We should have some sort of small reception for everyone. Now, who is coming?” Looking at the leer on his stepfather’s face, he tried again. “Let me rephrase that. Who is attending? Severus who would you like to be present?”

Severus considered this for a few minutes and pulled out a parchment from his robe. Lucius handed him a quill and ink. He wrote down his list and handed it to Draco who added his own names. He passed it to his father. Lucius nodded. He would see to the invitations.

“Gentlemen, tonight at 8 p.m. you will be married in the Magnolia Gardens of Malfoy Manor. What type of ceremony will be performed?”

Draco and Severus stared at each other. “Traditional” was the answer given by both. Lucius nodded and made a note. “Celebrant?” Again in unison “Albus” Lucius made another note.

“Go and take care of your robes. I’ll make sure everything is ready.” It was followed by a low moan from Lucius as Harry continued stroking his leg.

Harry’s Veela sex drive kicked in and was calling to all those around him. Lucius succumbed and climbed into Harry’s lap. The other two started forward only to be stopped by a low growl from Harry. They retreated to the door and headed for Severus’ quarters to take care of certain things.

Harry was still calling and enticing his mate as the blond clung tighter. The raven-haired husband picked up his lover and sprinted for the bedroom. What followed could only be called exceptional. The men snuggled closer together for a much-needed nap afterwards. The same could be said for what transpired in the Potions classroom. They never made it to the private quarters. Both were relived there were no classes for the rest of the day and one was not in session at the moment. They did manage to make the couch in their private rooms for a short nap.

Upon waking, they went to the showers to clean up and go for the robes. As they left the room, Draco turned and kissed Severus seductively. Severus groaned into the tantalizing mouth before breaking off the kiss. “Before we get carried away again, we need to get Hermione and take her to your rooms, since they are as well warded as here. We need to tell her and then get our robes. I must say I am a little hesitant on doing this now. We have both seen her temper and have an idea of what she is capable. Just be prepared for the backlash.”