18 ~ The boy who forgave

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Part 2!
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"So here's my drawing." Draco said giving it to Harry. "Oh wow, Draco this looks incredible!" Harry responded, looking very carefully at every detail in the drawing. "Thank you." The other boy said shyly. "Just a question Draco." Harry said while turning the drawing towards Draco. "Mhm." Was the only response he got. "What was that at the table?" Harry said while throwing the drawing on Draco's bed. "Nothing, nothing to worry about. It's just something I don't want them to do untill you leave." The blond boy said with a bit of hesitation. "Do they do it often or?" Harry asked not wanting to think about it. "Since my father got back it has been a lot." "I will stop asking, you seem a bit uncomfortable about this topic." Both boys said without letting the other breath. "No it's okay, if we get to know each other that way, I can talk about it. It isn't a secret my parents do it." Draco said laying down on his back. "Well maybe we can talk a bit more about your parents? They seem so different now everything is over. It makes them a even more scary then before." Harry said while laughing. "They don't seem any different to me. They were brought up like that." Was the responds he got. "How where they when you were young?" The boy with the fading scar asked. "Well I was always more of a daddy's boy. Even was I was a child, I just wanted to my father to say he was proud of me. My mom on the other hand, always made sure I was happy, doing things I liked just to see me smile. In the last few year, I noticed both wanted the best for me just in different way." Draco said not thinking about it to much. "It seems like both your parents love you a lot." "They do, I'm sure they would love you to." The tallest of the two said. "What?" "Nothing! Tell me about your family." Draco blurted out. "Well as you know my parents died during the first war. I lived with my uncle and aunt and their son. I never felt love until I went to Hogwarts, which will always be my home. I love everything, even if it wasn't always good, I was loved and felt okay." Harry responded touching his fading scar. "I'm sorry I made it so difficult for you. I just hope I can make it up to you. It seems like I am doing good so I hope we'll keep going into that direction." Draco respondend, sitting back up. "It's already late, maybe you should go back to the Weasley's are probably worried by now." He said jokingly. "Will go you downstairs with me? I wanna say goodbye to your patents and thank them for the food." Harry said walking closer to Draco. "Do I have to? I like being in my bedddd." Draco whined. "Then I'll just stay here with you. I'll send an owl to the Weasley's. I love being here." Harry said sitting right next to him. "WAIT! I'll get some snacks so we can watch movies!" Draco said smiling like a little kid. "I'll be here, waiting for you." Harry said laying down on Draco's bed. "I'll be back soon. Do you have any favourite snacks?" Draco asked getting up and walking to the door. "Bring anything you want. I like everything. Now go I dont have the whole day!" Harry said trowing something to Draco's head. Draco was luckely a bit quicker then Harry and already closed the door, walking downstairs to get everything he needed. While Draco went downstairs, Harry got a knock on the bedroom door. "Harry?" He heard a womans voice ask. "Yes?" He answerd trying not to sound afraid as he isn't used to hearing it. She slowly opend the door, "I heard someone pass our door so I guessed it was Dray, can I come inside or do you want me to leave?" standing in the doorway. The boy sat up, "Take a seat, but uh is their a problem?" The boy asked a bit confused as the way the was here. "No, I'm just worried about you, it may sound a bit Riddikulus but it is the truth." The woman said laughing at herself. "I'm fine, it has been nice to start over with all of you. I also wanna thank you for the food it was delicious." Harry said looking at her neck with a confused look. "Narcissa?" He finaly asked. "Yes?" "You have something on your neck." The young boy said. "Oh shit?" She said quickly covering it with her hair. "It's nothing, aslo sorry for swearing." She said embarresed. "Nothing new to me." The boy said while smiling at the woman. "Harry, I'm actually here to thank you. For everything. You made both me and Lucius realise our fault in choosing the dark side and putting him above anything." Narcissa said looking at the boy she used to despite. Harry stood up walking to her and gave her a hug. Narcissa froze not knowing what to do untill... "Another Potter trying to steal my wife?" The boy stumbled back from suprise, looking up with a shocked face. "Lu you shouldn't scare him like that." Narcissa said while turning around to look at her husband. "I know and I'm sorry. I just seen this view before and I don't really like it." Lucius answerd not really paying attention to Harry. "Excuse me but my dad and your wife?" Harry started to ask but stopped not wanting to think about it. "It was once to make Lucius mad." Narcissa quickly said. "Your parents also weren't together yet so don't think anything." Harry stood there in silence watching Lucius walk to his wife and giving her a kiss on the lips. "Harry? How is it going with Ginny?" Lucius asked when he saw him looking. "Oh uh we broke up not." The boy said trying not to sound sad. "I wont ask more questions then." The tall man responded with a mysterious smile. "I just got a question about lunch." Harry said trying not to pay attention to the looks they were giving each other. When they both looked at him he asked, "During lunch Draco asked you to not do anything but you did right?" He asked looking down. "Well what kind of husband would I be if I tolded my wife no?" Lucius said laughing. "We'll leave now Draco should be back soon." Narcissa said while play hitting Lucius. Both started to walk out the room hand in hand. "If you ever want to come again just let us know." Narcissa commented before completely leaving the room. Harry smiled, knowing that even after it all, things always get better. 

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