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Shatterproof Plan, Part 26

Title: Shatterproof Plan, Part 26
Author: [personal profile] digthewriter
Pairing/Characters: Harry, Draco, Teddy, Lucius.
Word Count: 1940
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. This is all fun and no offence is intended.
Prompt/Challenge/Notes: Totally unbetaed. Written for [info]adventdrabbles prompt day 26: Baking/Decorating Christmas cookies/biscuits

The dream was over.

After everything said and done, it was time to go home. Teddy and Draco arrived at the manor midday on the twenty eighth of December. It was bloody freezing. Draco looked through the windows and saw the entire back gardens covered in snow.

"Well, it's good to be home," Teddy said glumly and Draco couldn't help but feel pity for the poor bloke. He had had a great time with Liam in Australia and he was sad to leave the resort but they both knew, they couldn't have stayed there forever.

Harry was going to leave shortly after them with Neville and Charlie who had seemingly, completely reconciled, and were even talking about living together. Draco didn't know how that was going to work out but he didn't want to think about that. He didn't want to think about if Neville moved to Romania — would that mean he would be taking Harry there with him?

"I should get my winter cloak before I head over to Gran's," Teddy said, and Draco nodded. He didn't think his mother was home as it was so eerily quiet, she was also probably at Aunt Andromeda's, most likely baking biscuits for the neighbourhood children.

"Let's go," Draco said and led the way. Teddy's guest room was next to Draco, and over the years, whenever Teddy came to visit, it was where he stayed. "When do you go back to your flat?"

"Probably later tonight. I'll spend the day at Gran's and I'm sure my flatmates would want to know all about the trip."

"You're really going to miss him, aren't you?" Draco asked sympathetically.

Teddy shrugged. "It was supposed to be a short-term thing."

"But now you feel differently."

Teddy nodded. They heard the scrape against the floor from across the hall, and Draco knew it was the cane. His father's cane, meaning his father was approaching them. Brilliant. Here we go, he thought.

"Have a nice trip, boys?" Lucius asked and Teddy answered him. He was always polite with Draco's father, and thankfully, Lucius Malfoy didn't show his distaste for the Lupin family to Teddy. Much.

"I'll be in my room. Do say goodbye before you leave, Teddy," Draco said and walked away.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and Teddy stood there, dressed in winter garb.

"Don't you look all dressed for the occasion," Draco said with a smile.

They walked to the Floo so Draco could thank his cousin for taking him on this trip that'd changed his life. Before Draco could say anything, he pulled Teddy into a hug and held him tight for a very long time. As they broke apart, Draco felt a tear down his right cheek, and Teddy was looking equally sentimental.

"Thanks for saving my life," Draco whispered.

Teddy wiped the tear away from Draco's face and smiled. "You're incredibly important to me, Draco. I'm glad I was able to do something that ended up in your happiness with—" He abruptly stopped and Draco felt his father's presence in the room again.

Draco rolled his eyes at Teddy who grinned at him. "I'll see you soon," he said and Teddy entered the Floo.

"How important was this holiday you didn't even feel like floo-calling your home on Christmas?" Lucius asked.

Draco crossed his arms and looked at his father, he hadn't spent more than five minutes alone with him in the past seventeen years, and he was about to start a conversation with the man now. "I was busy," he said.


"Besides, I thought Mother was at Aunt Andromeda's. And you were going to be at your club."

"It's the sentiment that counts," Lucius answered.

"Hmm. If you say so," Draco said, and he knew his father was going to make a remark when a house-elf appeared announcing they had a guest.

"A guest?" Lucius asked, surprised.

"Yes. Mr Potter."

Draco bit his lower lip to stop himself from grinning at his father's startled expression. "Harry Potter?" Father said.

"Show him into the sitting room in the East Wing," Draco said, walking away.

He waited for Harry impatiently and as Harry entered the room, Draco raced up to him, taking him in his arms. They kissed for a long while, as if they hadn't just seen each other something like two hours before.

"I missed you…" Harry said against Draco's lips and Draco smiled.

Lucius cleared his throat, standing near the door to the sitting room, and Draco wanted to groan. Harry almost stiffened and was starting to pull away when Draco grabbed him by his waist. He turned to look at his father and raised an eyebrow.

"Can we help you, Father?"

"This is a development," Lucius said, looking a mix between disgusted and confused.

"Now you know why I didn't floo-call home on Christmas," said Draco.

"I see. And your mother knows about this?"

"Not yet. But I'm sure she won't have a problem with it. Do you?"

"Draco, we had agreed…"

"Yes, Father. We had agreed seventeen years ago. And I think I've held up my end of the bargain long enough, don't you think? Or do you actually really enjoy seeing your son so miserable that much? I'm not dependent on you, or the Malfoy money. I don't need your approval anymore. And if you so have a problem with—"

"Draco…" Harry whispered, pulling Draco close to him. "Let's go to your room."

Draco turned to look at Harry, grabbed his hand, and walked out of the sitting room. He didn't look back at his father, and he was so glad Harry was there because he really was about to burst and simply Harry's presence was keeping him level headed.

"I need to talk to you about something important," Harry said as they entered Draco's room and closed the door behind them.

Draco had Harry pinned against the door with his knee wedged in-between Harry's legs, and he was kissing Harry's neck as if it was the most important thing in the world. It was. He hated being away from Harry.

"What is it?" Draco asked, his face still buried in Harry's neck, and Harry's hands caressing his back in small circles.

"Neville is moving to Romania," Harry said, and then let out a small moan when Draco bit his ear. "Come on, I want to talk to you about this."

"Okay," Draco said, taking a step back. "Shouldn't have asked me to take you to my bedroom, then."

"I know you also have an office. You could have taken me there," Harry said, crossing his arms.

"Not enough flat surfaces in the office," Draco replied with a grin.

Harry shook his head. "So can we talk? With Neville moving, it means the whole base of our operations is moving with him. We're planning to be set up and ready to open our offices on the first of February in Bucharest."

"Oh," Draco asked. So what did this mean for them? Did Harry want to try a long-distance relationship? Draco wasn't ready for that. He'd just got Harry back in his life.

"I want you to move there with me."

"What? I can't—I have a business here. My potions, my shop, and… Teddy."

"Can't you find someone to run your shop by February? And your work — you work from home, Draco, you can work from your home in Romania. Our home."

"You want us to live together?"

"Of course!" Harry said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I work all the time, and I travel, and I want to be able to come home to you. And you can travel with me when I have business in London, you can come here and keep an eye on your shop. It can work."

"You thought about all this in the last two hours?"

Harry shook his head. "No, Neville and I talked a bit at the resort, after Charlie got there. We're waiting or Parvati to come back from her holiday with her family but I know she'll be on-board. She loves to travel and would jump up at the chance we're moving locations."

"And Teddy…?"

"I think Teddy might kill us, yes," Harry said, laughing, "but he'd love to come and visit us too, don't you think? I mean…you told me you're not happy here. And I wasn't happy in London. The only reason I was staying so close to the Weasleys was because of Dorian but he's at Hogwarts now, he'll be there for the next four years. In the summer he'll spend half his time with his mother, and the rest, he can come to us or we can go somewhere— I mean, if you want to spend time with my son. I don't want to assum—"

"Of course, I'll go anywhere with you and your son, Harry. Don't be stupid," Draco said and Harry gave him a brilliant smile again. "I didn't say anything because everything happened so fast between us and I don't know if you'd want me to meet him."

"Why wouldn't I want that?"

Draco shrugged. "I don't know…I didn't think I'd be…" good enough.

"You're my life, Draco. Just like Dorian. I told you. Just because I have a son didn't mean I stopped loving you or missing you or didn't wish you weren't there every single day…"

Harry pulled Draco close to him again and they rested against each other as if any distance between them was too much.

"Please come to Romania with me, Draco. It won't be until February. We can sort it all out, together."

Draco looked at Harry again and gave a quick nod before they were kissing again.

"I'll go anywhere with you."


On New Year's Eve, Draco knew Teddy was going to the pub with his friends. So he arranged for Harry to meet him there so they could tell Teddy of their plans in February. Also, Draco had a surprise for him.

After Harry had left the manor that day, Draco wrote a letter and had his house-elf deliver it to the owelry. In the letter, which was addressed to Liam at the Disentangle Resort and Spa, Draco detailed the time and location for a Portkey he'd arranged so if Liam wanted, he could come and visit Teddy for the New Year's. It was going to be a surprise for Teddy.

With the way Teddy had been acting, and from what Draco had seen when Liam had arrived to England, Draco's suspicions had been correct. Both the boys were equally mad over each other. Now, it was their turn to talk it out and even if it wasn't going to work out, Draco didn't want Teddy to have nearly two decades of regret over someone he'd felt so strongly for.

Maybe he was meddling, or maybe, he was older and wiser, and knew better.

Teddy had lost his parents when he was a baby and it was his and Harry's responsibility to watch out for him. They were family.

All of them.

When Teddy saw Draco walk into the pub with Liam, his face lit up immediately. He rushed towards them and gave Draco a hug before he all but spun Liam around in his arms.

"What are you doing here?" he asked Liam when Liam kissed him.

"I came to see you, obviously…"

Draco smiled at the boys and then walked away to the bar to wait for Harry.

In the end, it turned out, Teddy's shatterproof plan to improve Draco's life had had unaccountable amounts of success for them all.


This entry was originally posted at https://digthewriter.dreamwidth.org/561344.html. Thanks for reading


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