Harry Potter Oneshots ✨🏳️‍🌈

Meeting the Potters

Original Author: sarasatan

It was a warm and sunny afternoon at Potter Manor. A heat wave was washing over Britain so Draco saw a lot of kids running around barefoot, playing with water and squealing.

He felt a bit out of place in this lovely neighborhood, wearing a jumper and black trousers when it was at least 80° fahrenheit outside. But Draco didn't mind it that much. He had always had a rather cold body.

He looked at all the houses, scanning the dresses and surnames on the mailboxes. Then he saw it, a lovely, somewhat small, two-story house, with "The Potters" written in rainbow colors on their mailbox.

He could hear a girl's scream from somewhere in the house, and made his way to their doorstep.

Draco knocked three times. He was sweating like a maniac and had to re-check if all the flowers in the bouquet he brought for Hadrian. He had picked three main flowers in it; red carnations, violet roses, and orchids. Draco had picked them carefully, asking the florist he'd bought them from what each meant and what color would be best.

In afterthought, he probably gave the poor old woman a headache. He heard fast footsteps running towards the door, Draco put the bouquet behind his back and prepared himself.

"Who are you?" said the little girl who opened the door. Draco immediately recognized her; she was Hades' baby sister, Euphemia.

She looked exactly like how Harry had described her in his letters; the same dark brown, tangled hair, dark brown eyes, and pale, with a lot of freckles.

"Oh, I'm Draco Malfoy. I'm Harry's friend from school. And who are you, miss?" She was silent for a second. Then her eyes widened in realization.

"You are the reason Harry's in his bedroom all day!"

Before Draco could finish his sentence, a man, who looked exactly like Harry, but with dark brown eyes and... Older. This must be Harry's father, Draco thought, James Potter.

"Euphemia Roselyn Potter, where are - oh, hello Draco! You must be here for Prongslett. Just a second," then Mr Potter turned and yelled into the house;

"Hadrian! Your boyfriend is here!"

"Boyfriend?" a man from somewhere in the house said.

"Dad!" Draco heard Harry's voice from somewhere in the house. Then Harry came and stopped by Euphemia's side.

Draco held up his bouquet, and handed it over to Harry. "I bought these for you."

"Draco!" he said happily, embracing Draco. Harry, not letting go of Draco's neck, looked fondly into his silver eyes. "Thank you."

And then a woman clearing her voice stopped their moment. Harry let go of Draco's neck and turned around. There stood a woman with bright green eyes, just like Harry, and auburn hair. Mrs Potter.

Draco greeted her by shaking hands. "Lily Potter." she smiled.

"So nice to finally meet you. I'm Draco Malfoy."

Mrs Potter looked impressed with Draco. She looked over at Harry.

"Keep him." she said to her son. Draco felt himself blushing like crazy, and when he looked over at Hades, well, he was as red as a tomato.

"Mum!"

"I'm only joking! No need to get defensive! Now, give me those flowers, and come in."

When Draco came into the living room, he was met with a surprise. At the livingroom table, there sat his 3rd year Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, Lupin, who held hands with a pale man with long black hair and dressed in a leather jacket, a rat looking man, a dark skinned amazonian looking-woman, with her hand around a woman with mouse brown hair, focused on something she was knitting, and a ginger grumpy-looking cat.

Harry dragged Draco over to the couch.

"Okay, everyone, this is my boyfriend, Draco. Introduce yourselves."

"Hello Draco," Lupin said. "You remember your old Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, right?"

"Sirius Lupin." said the leather jacket man. Draco recognized him as Sirius Black. His mother's little cousin. He must have gotten married and never told his family. Narcissa never made her and Sirius' relationship clear to Draco.

"Peter Pettigrew." said the rat looking man, taking another bite out of his cake.

"Dorcas Meadowes. Nice to meet you, Draco." She looks like and sounds like an amazonian warrior, Draco noted quietly.

The knitting woman looked up from her work and silently said "Marlene Meadowes." before continuing to worm on her knitting.

"And that," Harry gestured to the cat. "Tabby. Our family cat. Now come, let's go to my room." he took Draco upstairs with him. They sat down on his bed. Draco exhaled.

"That's your family?" Harry chuckled a bit.

"Well, no, but we consider them family."

"Okay," Draco said. "Explain to me how you met each of them?"

Harry took a deep breath. "Well, of course, my parents, James and Lily Potter are my parents and that's how they're related to me, then there's Euphemia, my little sister, born in the middle of 4th year, so she's 3. Uh ... Remus, Sirius, and Peter, have known Dad since their time at school, and the same with Dorcas and Marlene. They're kind of like my uncles and aunts. Sirius and Remus are married, have been since the 80s, says Sirius, and Marlene and Dorcas are married. And Peter has a wife. And, of course, my most important relative, Tabby the cat. Mum and Dad got her when they moved in together. So, she's about..." Harry stopped a bit, clearly thinking.

"19 years old. That's all."

"Wow."

The boys sat in an awkward silence for a small while, before Draco broke it.

"So... What should we do?"

"... Snog?"

Draco smirked, and leaned over Harry.

"Sure."