The Alpha Dynasty (Sequel to MARKED FOR DESTINY) (Book 2 of 2)

21. Plans to Spoil

Draco remembered the birthday that Harry had given him last year and how he had been spoiled beyond comprehension.  He wanted to do the same for his lover, but not exactly on the same scale.  He was going to surprise Harry, but what Harry didn't know, was that he was going to be a part of his own surprise.  Draco smiled at the brilliance of his ingenuity, and made plans on the day before his birthday.

He had asked Harry to sit in a chair in the lounge, and to please not be alarmed, but he was going to blindfold him.  [Kinky] said Harry.  "None of that Potter!", came the reply from his husband.  "I will show you why later.  Much later".  And Harry, that would do absolutely antying to please his husband, went along with the charade.  Laughing out loud, he said all right, he was willing to do what was asked.  

The blindfold in place, Harry was asked to sit there and wait for him to return.  He had gone to call the others into the lounge, and although he knew that Harry would know that they were there, he also knew that Harry trusted him.  When everyone was seated, he asked Harry to please tell them in detail, what he had seen in his vision.  And not to skimp on any information, because it was imperative that he leave nothing out.  

Now, being the Alpha, he was akin to new magic.  He could tell when someone was taking the mickey out of him, and he could sense danger in a heartbeat, but he felt none of that here.  Sensing other magical auras around him, he chose to ignore this, and did exactly what Draco asked him to do.  There was an aura present that Harry didn't recognize, but it was faint, as if it had somehow been glamoured so that he would be more comfortable.  But danger was not something that he was feeling, and so he went with it.

"I was in a field of yellow daisies.  I was kneeling down and admiring the flowers.  Bending down to smell them, and they were somewhat still a bit wet from the morning dew.  I closed my eyes and when I opened them again, I saw a pair of green eyes looking at me.  They were the same green that you say is he color of my eyes Draco.  Then when I looked again, I saw another pair of the same color eyes, also looking at me.  I saw tiny hands waving around, and heard gurgling noises, the sound that babies make.  There were two babies, wrapped in blankets that looked so warm to the touch.  They were cream in color, and they were so soft.  I gave them each a finger, and nuzzled them with my nose and my lips, wanting to kiss every inch of their tiny faces.  They fell asleep soon after, and then I woke up", he said with a smile, remembering the vision as if it had happened yesterday.

Draco kissed the top of Harry's head, and said thank you for telling me you vision yet again.  [I will never get tired of hearing it] he said.  Harry smiled at those words, and said in a loud voice, "I will never get tired of telling you then".  Draco softly asked his mother to show the guest out, and when he had left, he removed Harry's blindfold from his eyes and kissed each eyelid softly.  But Harry wasn't the Alpha for no reason.  He knew there had been a method to the madness, but he would keep quiet about it for now.  He knew that Draco would tell him when the time was right.

The rest of the day was spent with Draco shouting orders to the elves about how perfect Harry's birthday dinner had to be, and could you please make the tiny treacle tarts for him.  Oh, and no green vegetables today, it would not be welcome.  And for the love of Merlin, make sure there's enough bloody wine and champagne on the table, god knows Harry is going to need a lot of it.  And the elves obeyed every single order without question.  

Gifts were purchased, errands were run, invites were sent and Harry knew nothing.  He was still excited at re-telling his vision to Draco, and enjoyed the warm feeling that was running through him.  He felt silly but so damn happy, and nothing and no one was going to take that away from him.  From them.

When at last it was time to go to bed, they each said goodnight, and retired to their room.  And even though the day had been busy, and everyone was tired, Harry couldn't understand why the 'vibe' in the house felt different.  As if there was something on the horizon, and he didn't know what it was.  But it wasn't a bad feeling, that he would have felt immediately.  This thing, this feeling was one of safety, security and excitement.  Dwelling on it no further, he kissed Draco goodnight, very deeply in fact, and held him in his arms until they both woke up.

Narcissa was also excited, because of her plans to spoil not only Harry, but Draco as well.  She held so much love for them, she sometimes thought her heart would burst.  She was indeed a very blessed woman.  She remembered the facial features of Harry when he spoke of his vision, the smiles, the hidden tears, the shaky voice.  As if it were real and he had really held them.  And she supposed that in essence he had.  Any vision that the Alpha has, feels extremely real.  He was a lucky man.

Lucius recalled how Narcissa had told him that she was gifting the men the west wing of the Manor, and he smiled at her ingenuity.  She was a clever woman, but also very nurturing.  He knew that she didn't want them to leave, more than she wanted another war.  So for her to do that was absolutely brilliant.  He admired her way of thinking, telling her that she was a gift to him sent from Merlin himself, making her laugh out loud.

The house elves were going to spoil Master Harry tomorrow.  They didn't know that he hated it, they didn't know that what they were doing was going to cause tears, and because they didn't know this, they would love him even more.

A perfect meal, cake, treacle tarts, wine and champagne.

It was their turn to spoil Harry Potter for a change.