I Do What I Want (Drarry)

Explanations

           Harry and Draco flooed directly into the Manor sometime in the afternoon. They had just got done talking to Sirius and that hadn't been the most pleasant conversation. Reliving Draco's death in the slightest wasn't something that he had ever wanted to do. Harry just wanted to put it past him, so talking about it was hard. Luckily he had a sweet and loving fiancé who was there for him every step of the way and shouldering most of the conversation anyways. Draco had seen the pensive memory so he knew just as much about it as Harry did.

            Sirius predictably had been worried. Harry knew enough about his godfather to recognize the fear in his eyes. He didn't want Sirius to worry but offering false words of assurances just wasn't his thing and he knew Sirius wouldn't have appreciated it. So he had said nothing in regards to things hopefully being okay. Sirius had stressed his opinion that they should not ever go willingly seek the Flamels. Harry and Draco decided to tell the others about their past lives before bringing it up to Sirius. It wasn't personal but they wanted to share with the other's first. The ones who had been there for them since the beginning. Harry was pants at lying so he ended up having Draco deflect the questions about why they talked like they were from the past sometimes. Draco laughed it off as if it were an inside joke but Harry caught the suspicious gleam and knew they would have to answer him sooner or later.

            Harry knew he probably should have just told Sirius but the part of him that just wants to keep their past lives to themselves didn't want to bring it up. He was still having reservations about telling everyone else. If this wasn't so serious, he wouldn't be mentioning it at all. Like ever. Harry was just glad that Draco was also feeling uneasy about doing this too. It felt like they would be giving them intimate information, parts of themselves that were just precious. It was the vulnerability that bothered them.

            This time when they flooed, Harry was prepared. Draco however was not prepared to have Harry grab on to him as soon as they landed, it caused Draco to lose his balance and they both tumbled. Draco spluttered before laughing at the frustration coming through the bond.

            "I thought for sure that would work." Harry said disgruntled. Draco lifted a hand to his cheek. "Face it angel, you will always have a hard time flooing. This isn't the only means of transportation you have trouble with either. Remember that time when you first learned to apparate and you miscalculated the landing and nearly smacked into the barn?"

            Harry furrowed his brows at a loss for what Draco was talking about before his eyes widened. Ethan. He remembered. Noah had already been taught how to apparate, it was a brand new mode of transportation and Noah had spent ages trying to teach it to him before he got upset and announced that he could do it without all of the lectures. That had not gone according to plan. It was a miracle he hadn't splinched himself. Harry scowled. "And you were of no help either, laughing your arse off before seeing if I was okay. Lovely husband you are."

            Draco's hand was still cupping Harry's face so he brought his other hand to hold it as well. Draco was biting his lip but it did nothing to hide the amusement he was feeling. "You got your revenge though didn't you?" Draco asked bemusedly.

           Harry grinned remembering that he had locked Noah out of the house till he apologized with a promise to make dinner. "You cook so well when you actually try." Harry replied remembering all of the times that he could coax Noah into making something that wasn't a potion. It was funny that some things were the same between lives, like the love they held and the difficult family problems. But there was subtle difference in a lot of things as well. Dracott never cooked a day in his life, benefit of being a king. Noah could actually cook when he set his mind to it and Draco... well Harry wouldn't trust Draco in the kitchen at all. The personalities stayed pretty much the same. Draco and Noah were both purebloods from rich families so there was this haughtiness that never quite went away. But Harry adored that about the both of them so that was never a problem. Dracott hadn't been a wizard but you would think there would have been a sense of entitlement from a king, but there wasn't. Dracott had been by far the most subdued of the three lives. Harry loved them all. He loved every life he had with Draco and cherished every moment that he could.