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

53. Sexy Tantrums

Harry felt drained.  He had been to hell and back today, well, that's what he was telling himself anyway, and the only place that he would feel whole again was in the arms of his husband.  He had apparated back to the Manor, and opened the big black doors to step inside.  He was trying to be as quiet as possible, because a lot of time had passed, and he really hoped that the occupants of the mansion were fast asleep and wouldn't hear him come in.  He would be at breakfast tomorrow and then tell them about the meeting.

But life wasn't always kind to Harry, in the sense that he was a rule breaker, and would be found out.  He had been one at Hogwarts, hiding in his Invisibility cloak, discovering hidden passages and whatnot, and had earned himself many detentions.  So for him to think he could get away with this, was not only laughable, it was an act of pure stupidity.

Tiptoeing his way through the house, trying to be as quiet as a mouse, he made it to the door of the lounge and thought he was home free.  Not far to go and he would be safe in his bed.

"And just where the bloody hell do you think you're going Potter?", came the snide voice of Draco.  Harry gulped, and knew that he was done for.  Like all those other times he had been caught, it left a bitter taste in his mouth, and a heavy feeling in his gut.  

"It's Malfoy-Potter my love, and you need to be quiet, the others could hear you", he said in a whisper. 

"Oh you think so?", his voice boomed sarcastically.  Then with a wave of his hand, Draco had turned the lights on, and Harry saw that everyone was sitting in the lounge waiting for him.  

Lucius with worry, Narcissa with a raised brow, Pansy and Blaise with shock, even Ron and Hermoine who were really trying to hide their laughter at him being shouted at.  Some friends they were!

He took a deep breath and raised his hands in defense.  "Please can we talk about this in the morning love, it's been a hell of a day", he started to explain.

"Oh, you've had a hell of a day?", sneered his husband, and stood up.  He started picking random things up and throwing them at Harry, and Harry being the adorable sap that he was, tried to duck away.  He really did, but some of the objects like a teacup hit him full on his chest.  "Ow", he said, not getting hurt at all.  The next thing to fall to the floor was sugar bowl.  And then another teacup that just missed his head and hit the wall instead.

"Draco", he said in a warning tone with his teeth bared.  But Draco wasn't going to stop anytime soon, Harry had to know that he would be pissed about it.  With objects flying around, he knew he had to calm the man down, but damn!!  "Draco", he warned again, his voice changing.

"Excuse us all, if the Great Bloody Alpha has had a terrible and worrying day, because none of us have.  None of us have been worried about you, or caring where you were, why your meeting took you the length of time that it did, and we have definitely not been warped with stress and anxiety when I felt your anger and sadness, and even heard your screams.  So forgive us for not having a shitty day like you did!!", he shouted.

God the man was sexy when he threw a tantrum, thought Harry.  The way his lips would sneer, and his hair would fall around his face, how his eyes would burn with passion, and his voice became deeper.  How he was panting and looking for even more objects to throw at him.  Harry was getting turned on by the sight, and so told him what he was thinking.

"God, you're beautiful when you're angry", he said, and Draco thought that was the last straw.  He picked up the teapot and hurled it at him.  Harry with his green eyes blazing, ducked away just in time, only to hear the pot crash against the wall.  Breathing heavy, he just looked at Draco, who for the moment, had stopped looking for items to toss at him.

He had no idea, he thought that when he and Draco had last spoken, everything was all right.  But to be fair, Draco had said that he would be waiting for him.  He closed his eyes, and knew he had to do the right thing by explaining his actions.

"And where the bloody hell are your clothes Potter?", came the next sneer.  Harry swallowed, and licked his bottom lip, trying to decide where to start.  He looked at the others, and saw that no help would be forthcoming from any of them, so he took a deep breath and told them only bits and pieces.  

"I was given information today that I didn't want to believe.  It was.....it was hard to hear, and I sort of lost control of my emotions.  I....I.....didn't want to come home like that so I.....stayed where I was, and....they will tell you all tomorrow.....and I.....  Shit, I'm so....".

"You are not making any sense Harry", sneered Draco.  At least Draco wasn't calling him Potter anymore.  "I know.  And I'm sorry, but it is not my place to talk of it.  When you do hear it, you will understand", he tried to reason.

"You didn't answer my question Potter", he spat.  

Back to Potter then, and he furrowed his brows in confusion.  "Where are your clothes", Draco asked again slowly.

Harry bit the inside of his cheek, and spoke only to Draco, who still looked ethereal with his heaving chest, and flushed cheeks.  He could feel the anger slipping away from his husband, and as much as he tried to mask it, he knew Draco couldn't stay angry at him for long.  Best not to mention how the students had ogled him then.  "I tore them off in anger, and I couldn't find them after, after I had calmed down", he replied.

Choosing to ignore the fact that they had an audience, Harry moved towards Draco who still had a look of scorn on his face.  Chest against chest, he placed one hand under his chin, and the other on his back, and raised his face to look at him.  Then he smiled at Draco and told him, "You're sexy when you throw a tantrum Boo.  Quite adorable actually, when you forget to breathe", he said in a hoarse voice.

Draco just glared at him.  Not the right thing to say now apparently.

"Look, I am truly sorry that I didn't let you in or come home sooner, but you would have felt what I did, and I didn't want you or the babies to feel that kind of hurt.  Can you forgive me", he pouted with puppy dog eyes, and Draco knew that he already had.  

"You can't do this again Harry, it's not fair to us.  We were so worried about you", he begged.

Harry wrapped him up in his arms and said, "I know baby.  I know".  He held onto his Omega with all his might, and rubbing his back, poured so much love into the man, that he choked out a sob at the feeling.  Then he mumbled something into Harry's chest, making him chuckle.  It sounded like, 'not adorable'.  He kissed the top of Draco's head, and spoke to the others in the room.  

"I am sorry for not letting anyone know.  There was no time to call for anyone, and even if there had been, I wouldn't have.  You will all understand what I mean tomorrow when Severus and Dumbledore arrive here for breakfast.  Are all of you all right though?", he asked with worry.

They each told him off in their own way, and said they were fine now that he was safe, and please to take any kind of punishment that Draco handed to him, it was only fair, considering he had almost driven them insane with his pacing and his cursing.  Harry chuckled at that, although deep down in his heart, he knew this was no laughing matter.  It was serious, and he only hoped that Draco would understand more after being told what he already knew.