Always Loving You

Chapter Five

"Ready to go?" Harry asked Hannah, who was clearly excited, when he came back to Snape's.

Draco nodded when Harry looked at him.

"All right then, let's go." Harry took Hannah's suitcase, walking to the fireplace. He threw floopowder in the fire and took Hannah's hand. "The place is called 12 Grimmauld Place. We'll see you there, Draco," he said, disappearing with Hannah.

"Take care, Draco," Severus said before Draco followed his new family.

Draco didn't turn to face Severus. "I will." He stepped into the fire, vanishing with a green flash.

~*****~

Draco stepped out of the fireplace in the kitchen, dusting himself off.

"I'll show you to your rooms and supper will be ready at 8 o'clock," Harry said, leading them out of the gloomy room.

They walked on until they reached a small corridor where were five doors. Harry stopped in front of the first door, opening it and putting Hannah's luggage inside.

"This is your room, Hannah. My room is on the opposite side of the corridor and Draco's is the one next to mine."

Hannah smiled, eagerly wanting to unpack her things. Draco watched as she rushed into the room. I hope everything will work out for her sake.

"Draco, would you come with me in to the kitchen for a second?" Harry whispered into his ear.

Draco nodded, following Harry.

"Let's talk about money," Harry said firmly, sitting down.

Draco sighed, sitting also.

"I know that you don't have any money at the moment, but I will lend you some," Harry said. Draco was about to protest. "No, let me finish," Harry continued. "You'll need money if you're going to pay Hannah's education. Since I'm her father, and I have enough money to buy the United States, I'll be the one to provide that to her. We'll get you your own account and I'll deposit there some money for you to spend as you please."

Draco hung his head, swallowing his pride. "It seems I have no say in this."

"How else do you think we'll live? Do you want to ask me every time you want to buy something?" Harry asked, already knowing the answer.

"I guess you're right." Draco shrugged, not liking the idea at all.

Harry rose and came around the table. "Don't look so defeated. Take the money as a child support. Now, would you like something to drink?" Harry squeezed Draco's shoulder reassuringly.

"Do you have any pumpkin juice?" Draco asked, offering a weak smile.

Harry smiled back. "I'll get you a glass."

~*****~

Harry woke up in the middle of a night, hearing someone screaming.

Hannah.

He ran to Hannah's room only to be pushed away by Draco.

"Out of the way!" Draco hissed at him. "It's okay, Angel." Draco hugged the crying girl in the bed. "It was only a nightmare."

Hannah sobbed against his chest. "He did bad things to me."

"Who did?" Draco asked, petting Hannah's head gently.

"Tom. He told me not to tell anyone." Hannah hugged her dad tightly, as if he might vanish.

Draco looked at Harry. Harry gasped at what he saw in Draco's eyes.

He knew what Draco was thinking.

"Tell me what he did to you," Draco said, still staring at Harry.

"He....he touched me and hurt me, saying that I should learn to be just like my dad." She started to cry in earnest.

Draco closed his eyes, fighting back the tears. He rocked her back and forth, whispering reassuring words into her ear.

Harry stood still, staring at the two Malfoys. He felt like an intruder. Silently he backed out from the room. Closing the door, he gritted his teeth. That bastard! No wonder Voldemort had such a smug look on his face, even when he died.

Draco emerged from Hannah's room, looking exhausted. He ran his hand through his hair.

Harry pulled him into a hug. "Everything's going to be all right."

Draco sighed. "Yeah, I know," Draco said, relaxing at Harry's touch.

Oh, how he had wanted to be held by Harry like this every day during the past ten years.

He breathed in Harry's musky scent.

It hasn't changed at all.

Somehow it always managed calm him, and now was no different.

He wrapped his arms around Harry's waist, and buried his head into his neck.

Draco's hair was as soft against his cheek as it had always been. Harry wanted to ran his hands through it to feel it between his fingers once again. He felt Draco wrap his arms around him, taking a few deep breaths. "Draco?"

Draco didn't hear Harry saying his name. Too many memories were rushing through his mind. He lowered his lips on Harry's neck, tasting the familiar skin.

Harry inhaled sharply, but remained unmoving. It would be so easy to go back the way they were before, but he knew what would happen if they did. They would be torn apart. There was too many things they had to settle before they could think about a future together.

Draco lifted his arm to Harry's neck, guiding his head toward his own. His lips left Harry's neck to land on his lips.

Harry ran his hands through Draco's hair, bringing him closer. The kiss they had shared in his office was nothing like this one. Finally they could release the longing they had felt over the years.

Harry removed his lips from Draco's and moved to his neck. His teeth made good job marking the smooth skin with love bites. Draco felt he was getting little too excited about it.

Pulling away from Harry, he said, "Good night, Harry." He disappeared into his room.

Harry watched him go, and returned to his own room. He had a hard-on to take care of.

Draco closed the door and rested against it. I can't believe I did that! He had found out his daughter had been raped and the first thing he did was to molest Harry!

"Maybe I should check my medication or something," he muttered to himself as he laid down on the bed.

Author's Notes: Shit! That scene just doesn't work! I can't get it right!

"Finally they could release the longing they had felt over the years."

God! What an awful phrase! I am no good at this kind of stuff...

Please forgive me and review:(