Harry Potter Tripped Through the Veil and Found a Family

The Ball-Part One: Does Lucius Malfoy Have a Snake in His Pocket?

Harry curled closer to the warmth surrounding him, feeling like a snake seeking the sun as hands rubbed along his sides. He never felt comfortable sleeping with his partners, his battle instincts causing his magic to simmer beneath the surface. It led to uncomfortable moments as his magic would roll and surge, the pressure almost painful for some.

"Merlin, Harry. I feel like you're going to eat me alive." Draco purred as his magic pressed against him and Harry didn't stop it, curious if he would run away like the others. He knew people found it intimidating, his power overwhelming as they realized how much he was holding back.

"Is that a good thing?" He murmured back, squinting at him from underneath his eyelashes.

" Yes." Draco hissed, a slight pant to his words as his eyes widened and Harry realized he was aroused by his domineering magic.

"Oh."

He had never been in this position before and was caught off guard as Draco pulled him closer, his hand snaking around the back of his head to cup his neck before he kissed him hard.

"If we keep this up, Scorpy and Atty will have a sibling sooner than later." Harry said as he gasped, lips trailing down his shoulder before they stopped.

"Another sibling?" Draco echoed, looking like he got hit in the face with a bludger.

"Yes, I know the boys are older but I'm sure they wouldn't mind another child running around."

"You want more children? With me?" Harry wasn't sure if Draco had hit his head when he wasn't looking and felt his forehead.

"Are you getting sick?" He had been working more lately.

"Harry." He groaned before he pressed his face into the crease of his neck, his tongue briefly flicking out to taste.

" Hadrian only agreed to an Heir and a Spare. I would never pressure him, but I secretly wanted more children and here you are, casually speaking of such things as if it was the most logical step. You are a wonder." His voice was full of admiration and Harry could feel his cheeks flushing slightly, embarrassed to receive any type of compliments.

"Oh." His voice was high pitched, and Draco gave him a heated look, full of promise.

"We don't have to try right now but I'm more than happy to practice." Harry eyed his chiseled chest and was sure he had drool dripping down his face as he agreed. Surely it couldn't hurt to practice?

"Cover yourselves, boys! Mother has work to do and I don't need to see anything inappropriate!" Narcissa called out as she shoved the doors open, the woman wearing a silk robe with her hair in curlers. Harry had never seen her so underdressed before.

"Narcissa?" Harry said stupidly before she was bundling him in the sheet and hauling him over her shoulder.

"Mother, you couldn't have given us a few more minutes?" Draco pouted as he sat up, the sheets pooling around his waist.

Merlin, Harry was suddenly grateful his Malfoy had never looked at him like that. He probably would have jumped him in Myrtle's bathroom.

"You can play with Harry later, darling." She called out as she walked away, Harry still dangling like a rolled rug.

"Your friends are entertaining the children so we can get ready!"

"Isn't the Ball tonight?" He said hesitantly and she blinked before laughing.

"Oh, Harry!"

Harry never regretted agreeing to a dance more than he did now. He had been scrubbed and exfoliated all morning. He was currently lounging on a chair with cucumbers on his eyes, of all things. He wasn't sure what they were supposed to be doing but didn't dare ask.