Inamorato

A/N: & here we have...a conversation! YAY!!! Enjoy!

To Catstaff: His wings are attached slightly differently then a bird's. They come out of his back on wing joints that are about three inches long before flaring into the wings themselves.

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The door closed behind Albus Dumbledore and Draco sighed, ruffling the dark hair of Harry Potter. The boy was clinging quite possessively to his neck. "Um...you were quiet pretty much that whole time." Draco said softly. "Anything you'd like to say?"

Harry whimpered and pulled back slightly so he was perched - a bit precariously - on Draco's knees. "I...I'm really sorry, Malfoy. If you don't want to be around me, I understand. I can't promise I'll stay away, though, because being in the same room as you is maddening unless I'm touching you and I'm sorry for that, too." The Gryffindor was staring intently at his hands as he twisted them together nervously. "I know you hate me and this can't be comfortable for you."

Draco gently grasped Harry's chin in his hand and forced him to look up at him. "I do not hate you, Harry." He deliberately used the other boy's first name. "I was angry with you for not taking my hand when we were 11 years old. Angry that you chose to be friends with Ron Weasley over me. Angry because I felt you had deemed me inferior...not worthy of the exhalted Harry Potter's time or friendship."

"But..." Harry began, his odd tri-colored eyes widening.

"Hush." Draco admonished. "I never hated you; I evnvied your friends for having what I wanted. And now, you've become this amazing creature...this beautiful, rare, precious creature...and I think I would have been even worse this year, to have been deemed unworthy by someone as amazing as you. But instead," Draco smiled softly. "Instead, you've decided I'm worthy of being yours. Of spending the rest of my life as your companion and consort. What have you to be sorry for? You've offered me an amazing gift."

"Oh." Harry blinked those gorgeous eyes of his slowly. "Um...okay, then. So...what do we do now? I mean, do we just tell the school we're dating?"

Draco chuckled low in his throat. The sound made Harry shiver slightly. The more time he spent with Draco Malfoy, the more he wondered how he'd ever disliked him. Everything about the blonde pulled at him. "Oh, Harry, it's not quite as simple as all of that." He shook his head. "You'll have to register at the Ministry as a Peri, and then we'll have to Bond, and then we'll have to register me as a consort to a rare creature..."

"It's fine." Draco reassured Harry, noticing the overwhelmed look on the Gryffindor's face. "I'm quite sure Dumbledore and Granger will help fill out all the forms and stuff."

"Of course." Harry smiled weakly. "But, Malfoy, what about your parents?"

"Oh." Draco shrugged. "What about them? And call me Draco." When he saw the incredulous expression on Harry's face, he grinned. "Look, Father and I aren't exactly fishing buddies, okay? And Mother..." He sighed. "I love my parents dearly, but if they can't be happy for me, then fuck them. I've got money from my grandmother on Mother's side. I was her only grandchild, you know."

"No, you're not, Draco." Harry corrected gently. "Your mum had two sisters. Bellatrix and Andromeda."

Draco looked inquisitively at Harry. "I know. Aunt Bella's got no kids, though, which is good because she's a total loon. And Aunt Andromeda died." He looked offended when Harry laughed. "It's not funny, Harry!"

"I'm sorry, Draco. I met your Aunt Romie this summer. And I've known her daughter since I was 15!" Harry grinned cheekily at Draco's stunned look. "Your grandmother disowned Romie because she married a muggle. Her and Ted are quite proud of their daughter...she's an Auror!"

"An Auror?" Draco grinned. "Well good for her! Can I meet her, do you think? What's her name?"

Harry nodded, nuzzling Draco's neck. He liked being able to make the other boy happy. "Of course you can meet her. Her name is Nymphadora, but everyone calls her by her surname, Tonks. She hates being called by her given name. She's married to Remus Lupin you know. They just had a small ceremony because of how people get about werewolves, but they really make a great couple. I wish I could have been there."

Draco hugged Harry to him tightly. "I'm glad she's happy. Is she nice? Do you think I'll like her?" He sounded eager, which amused Harry greatly. "Do you think she'll like me?"

"Oh you'll love each other. She's a bit snarky sometimes." Harry chuckled softly. "She's also a Metamorphagus." He heard Draco inhale sharply and smiled. "Yeah, pretty cool, right? She loves showing off, so don't be embarrassed to ask if you want a demonstration. Tonks is great. You want a bigger family, don't you?" The last, Harry whispered.

He felt Draco's arms tighten around him briefly. "Yes. I've always wanted a large family. Mother's family used to be huge...I had aunts and uncles and tons of cousins..." He sighed. "Most of them died before I ever got to meet them. Or at least before I was old enough to remember them. The rest are crazy Death Eaters."

"Ah." Harry nudged Draco's neck with his nose. "I could show you pictures of your cousin Sirius. I think I even have one of him with his brother, Regalus, back at my house."

"How..." Draco asked.

"He was my godfather." Harry replied sadly. "I didn't know him very long, but I loved him. A lot. You'd have liked him, too, I think. He and Snape used to go at each other all the time." Harry smiled fondly at the memories. "He was my dad's best man at my parents' wedding. I've got pictures of him from back then, and pictures of me with him when I was a baby, and a few pictures from after he escaped from Azkaban, and I've got one of him and me from just a few months before he died..." His voice caught, his words getting wrapped up in his tongue as he fought back tears.

"Shhh..." Draco soothed, hugging Harry tighter and rocking him slightly. "It's okay. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought up my cousins. I'd forgotten you knew Sirius."

Harry nodded against Draco's shoulder. "So...what do we do for the rest of the day?" He asked softly. "I mean, we're excused from classes, so..."

When Draco was silent, Harry pulled back and froze at the sight of the evil smirk on the Slytherin's face. "Um...Draco, what are you thinking?"

Draco just laughed.

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A/N: Yay! Anyone care to guess what Draco's planning? I know, they seemed to get along pretty well, didn't they? It's okay, though! Harry is reacting to his instincts, which are telling him to be closer to Draco. Draco has always wanted to be by Harry. Remember the whole refused-hand from the very first book? Not only does he get to be with Harry Potter, he gets to be with a rare, powerful creature. NEVER forget: Slytherin's are attracted to power! How do you think Vold's crazy self got followers? He was powerful & all the Slytherins said "Oooh! Follow HIM!!!" & then it spiralled out of control. So it's actually quite reasonable to assume that Draco would go along with being a consort to an incredibly rare & powerful being. Hope you enjoyed it; please review! Sorry it was so short! ~ FA