Pride and Glory

*what if Harry had ended up living with Wolfstar instead of the Dursley's? And what if they didn't die? And what if Harry brought Draco home because they were in a Serious relationship and Draco had begged Harry to meet the two men. He was going to ask them for their blessing to marry Harry.*

TW: rape, assault, self harm.

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"So what's it like being a death eater? Did you kill anyone?"

Draco Malfoy and Sirius Lupin were sitting in the parlor of House Lupin. Sirius had a glass of whiskey, Draco wasn't drinking anything, and Sirius had begun the interrogation with questions who's answers were the reason Draco couldn't sleep alone.

"I have never killed anyone. And I don't know what it's like to be a death eater because I never embraced it."

"Yes but you never refused a tattoo right?"

"When Voldemort points a wand at you and says 'tattoo or else' i think you'll understand why I took the tattoo."

"Did you ever hurt Harry."

"I was once put under an imperious to harm Harry, but I was able to fight it off long enough to keep him from death."

"Sirius this is not an interrogation." Remus growled, walking into the room with a book and tea in hand.

"Moony, Harry hated him first year. Even Ron hates him"

"Ronald Weasley is just as hypocritical and biased towards Malfoys as Draco used to be towards Muggles." Remus hissed, slamming his book closed and taking the chair next to Sirius. Draco was calm and composed on the outside, but pain tore at his insides. He wanted them to like him, appreciate him. He wanted someone other than Harry to understand that he didn't have a choice, and he wasn't a death eater anymore. If only he could show Mr. Lupin the scars that kept him from removing his shirt in front of Harry. If only he could explain what Voldemort did to him.

And worst of all, how the fuck was he supposed to ask for their blessing when they so obviously thought Harry was making a horrible decision. A Malfoy Marrying their perfect child? Disgusting. Draco knew better than to get his hopes up. He hid his tears behind a scowl.

"What makes you think you deserve Harry?" Sirius asked, sipping from his drink, ice cubes clinking against the glass.

"I don't. I don't think anyone does. But he wants me anyway." Draco whispered, smiling down at his feet.

"See Pads. That's the answer you look for. Now ask questions that will help us get to know him, no questions that will scare him off and scar him for life." Remus said gently taking Sirius' hand and looking into his husbands eyes.

"He's not worthy of Harry's love Moony. He doesn't deserve him." Sirius glowered.

Draco Malfoy's heart snapped in half.

"Do you plan on marrying our God Son?" Remus asked gently, ignoring Sirius' glare.

"I... I would never marry your son without your blessing. I understand that I'm not right for him. I know that my shitty family has stained my reputation, and I know that I don't deserve Harry. And I'm sorry for wasting your time." Draco whispered, standing up and walking out the door.

"That was horrible Pads." Remus growled bitterly.

"I don't want Harry with a Malfoy"

"YOU WERE BEATEN FOR BEING THE OUTCAST OF THE BLACK FAMILY! THE SAME THING IS HAPPENING TO HIM. SHOULD I FUCKING DISOWN YOU FOR BEING A BLACK? YOU'RE BLOOD IS ENTWINED WITH THEIRS. BLOOD MEANS NOTHING, THAT BOY MAKES HARRY HAPPY." Remus snapped, screaming at his husband for the first time in years. Sirius flattened against the armchair, watching Remus storm out of the Study. Sirius knew blood didn't matter, he just couldn't shake the feeling form his head. He knew Lucius Malfoy, but he also knew he had just made a big mistake.

•••

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU GUYS DO?!" Harry screamed as he threw open the house. He was sobbing, stumbling into the kitchen.

"What's wrong Harry?!?" Remus asked, grabbing Harry's shoulders.

"DRACOS GONE. HE LEFT. HE DOESN'T THINK HES ENOUGH FOR ME. HE BROKE IT OFF! AND I KNOW YOU TWO HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH IT!!" Harry screamed.

"I told him I didn't think he deserved you. I was quite... harsh." Sirius said, shame burning in his heart. He knew he'd messed up, understood that he had strongly affected Draco's decisions. And it hit him like a ton of bricks when he realized that Draco had probably met with them to ask for their blessing.

"WELL NOW HES GONE." Harry stumbled to his knees, sobbing in a heap on the floor. "He's gone now Sirius. Are you happy? Want me to go take Ginny up on her offer?" He croaked rolling over onto his side and curling in a ball.

"Let me read the letter Harry." Remus said gently taking the parchment from Harry's hand. It read:

Harry,

We started dating young, I was messed up, I hurt you, for which I will never truly forgive myself. But even if I could forgive myself, I'd still wake up every day knowing in my heart that you'd be better off with someone else. You shouldn't have to waste away in the house with me on a Friday just because I don't like going out at night. It's selfish of me to try to keep you when there are so many other people out there who'd be able to give you anything you could ever want without consequence. Like Ginny Weasley, or someone else without a bad record. I still love you, and I don't think anyone else could ever love you more, but I'm not worthy of your love Harry, so I'm leaving. I'll be back in a week to gather my things, and I want you to know it's not at all your fault. I just came to the understanding.

- Draco Lucius Malfoy

Remus gripped the table. Sirius snatched the letter form his ragged-breathing husband. He read it, and then stared wide eyed for a while. Harry went up stairs to his room, where he called Draco fifty two times and left fifty two messages begging him to stop, to come back, to realize that Harry didn't want anyone but him.

No one answered.

•••

Harry hadn't come out of his room for three days. He drank water from the sink and ate nothing, curling in the center of his bed and praying that Draco would come back. Sirius called and wrote Draco every hour, begging Draco to forgive his horrible words. He just wanted the best for his godson after all, and he hadn't realized that Draco was the best for Harry. His prejudice had blinded him.

No one answered.

•••

The door shuddered slightly at the knocking, the old wood frame bent slightly. Sirius stepped back waiting for someone to answer.

The door flung open and there was Draco, deep purple rings under his eyes, tear stains on his cheeks, his hair greasy and disheveled.

"Can I help you?"

"I wrote. You didn't answer. So-"

"Yeah I got your letters. You weren't the reason I did this. I've know I'm piece of shit for a long time. You just influenced a bit." Draco said. Loud barking roared and two huge dogs ran up past Sirius and planted themselves in front of Draco.

"Who are they?" Sirius asked.

"People keep trying to kill me. My father is hiring them no doubt. He doesn't like the idea of a disgrace owning all his shit. Jokes on him cause I get all of it."

"May I come in?" Sirius asked. He had traveled for hours to get to the manor, refusing to apparate or floo for fear of Lucius interfering his travel. He had forgotten the man was in Azkaban.

"Sure sure. Will you being staying over night? It's late." Draco said pulling the door open.

"If the invitation stands, I wouldn't mind staying the night." Sirius said awkwardly.

"Right. Trevors!" He hollered.

"Sir?" Asked a butler walking from what looked like a dining room.

"Please get the Ivy room prepared for a visitor."

"Of course sir." The man said walking fast up the stairs.

"No house elves?"

"I like having people here. And I set all of the manor's elves free. My father worked them horribly." Draco said handing his jacket to a young woman.

"Will he be needing new clothing sir?"

"No Mariam that won't be necessary. Could you just take the dogs out?" He asked.

"Of course sir." She said walking from the room and calling the dogs along. They pranced down the hall, following the maid.

"I think you should reconsider breaking up with Harry." Sirius said, sitting down in Draco's study. Draco sat across a small coffee table.

"Why?" He asked. "Why the sudden change of heart?"

"I went through what you're going through when I was young. Disowned for thinking differently, for lacking the inhumanity to hurt someone. And I know how it feels. I was blinded by hatred of your father, when I shoudlve remembered that it doesn't matter what your last name is. All that matters is that you make Harry happy. And right now he's curled up in a ball in his room, bawling his eyes out."

Draco nodded, taking a few deep breaths and digging into his back pocket.

"And what if I asked you for your blessing to marry him?" Draco asked, sitting a small velvet box on the coffee table.

"I would say you have Remus and I's permission." Sirius said gently taking Draco's hand in his. "I know Harry loves you, and I think you would make him happier than anyone else on this earth. So I think you should ask him to marry you, and I fully support it."

Draco quickly turned his head, wiping his eyes with his sleeve.

"May I?" Sirius asked motioning to the box and pretending he didn't see the boy crying with happiness.

"Yeah of course." Draco sniffed.

Sirius gently opened the box to reveal a gorgeous diamond.

"HOLY FUCK! Is that real?!" Sirius stared at the sparkling diamond.

"Yeah I kind of got carried away. A man was buying a ring with his wife and they kept out sizing me. So I got a wedding band inlaid with round brilliants. And the woman looked pretty freaked out." Draco laughed. Sirius couldn't stop laughing

"Jeez kid. No wonder Harry loves you."

Draco beamed. Maybe his future in laws would in fact like him.

•••

Trevors led Sirius up a flight of stairs, down four narrow hallways, and into a huge bedroom. The gorgeous room had charmed ceilings to look like the night sky, pale tan sheets, warm brown walls, and was vine-themed. Across the room was a locked steel door, four giant locks clipped to the door.

"What's in there?" Sirius asked.

"Mr. Malfoy hasn't informed us. It is very personal." Trevors said. "Any clothes you'll need are in there, bathroom is behind the closet, let me know if you need anything else. Good night sir." Trevors walked down the hall towards the staircase, leaving Sirius alone. He knew he shouldn't open the door, knew that it was Draco's and that whatever was behind it was none of his business.

But he did it anyway.

I mean come on, he's Sirius Black. The fuck did you expect him to do?

It took a lot of spells seeing that each lock was hexed and charmed to be unbreakable. Whatever was in here, Draco didn't want. He used advanced spells to pop each lock silently. Draco was still young, and his spells needed some work so Sirius was able to get the door open. After that there were quiet a few charms that kept the door sealed, but Sirius was able to get through those rather quickly too.

He wasn't expecting what was on the other side of the door.

A huge pole stuck up in the middle of the room, blood stains around it. A small bookshelf sat against the left wall, where whips, knives, wands, potions, handcuffs, chains, and other torture devices were stored. The smell of blood and piss burned Sirius' nose hairs. He remembered a spell Remus had taught him to sift through the memories in a room. He cast the spell, and blue lights flared around, stopping with a holograph-like form of Lucius entered the room. It was like a pensive, but right in front of him. He watched eagerly.

The room hadn't changed, the only thing different was the lack of blood.

"This'll do." Said Lucius to two death eaters Sirius didn't recognize.

"You don't thin it's harsh Lucius? I mean all the boy did was talk to Potter, well and forget the potion but still."

"He needs to learn there is always punishment waiting in the wings. This is for all future incidents to come. Draco needs to learn. I will make him understand. And if I have to use pain I will. Bellatrix!"

Bellatrix Lestrange skipped into the room, two men behind her hauling someone with a bag over their head into the room.

"This is going to be the highlight of my week." She said giddily, jerking the bag off. Draco looked around the room desperately as soon as the bag was removed.

"Father. Father what are you doing?"

"Is Potter poisoned?" Lucius asked.

"No." Draco said, hanging his head. "No he's not."

"Is he injured? Incapacitated? Jinxed. Did you do anything to make it impossible for him to run?"

"I didn't." Draco said raising his head to look his father in the eyes.

"And did you mess up or were you protecting him on purpose."

"I messed up."

Lucius smacked him plain across the face, making Sirius jump.

"Don't lie to me boy."

"I was protecting him on purpose." Draco growled, glaring into his fathers eyes.

"Why? You in love with the boy or something?" Bellatrix laughed hopping around. She laughed at her own words. A Malfoy liking another boy? Impossible.

Draco reddened and didn't say anything.

"You are." Lucius breathed. "You love the Potter boy." Lucius didn't hit him again, he laughed. Lucius laughed hysterically. "You could die for Harry Potter, and he wouldn't give two shits. Do you really think that he would ever reciprocate the feelings? Do you honestly believe he could ever love a disgrace like you?" Lucius said amused.

"I didn't say I wanted him to reciprocate the feelings. I didn't even say I was in love with him. I'm just not a mindless bastard that follows a noseless freak that was defeated by a baby." Draco sneered. He fully expected to be hit that time. Lucius motioned to the pole and bellatrix laughed, dragging him forward and cuffing him to the pole with magical restraints.

Lucius removed his jacket. "Great. Now I have to beat the faggot and traitor out of you." He hissed.

The memory faded out and skipped forward to a writhing Draco on his knees, blood spilling from his back and Lucius whipped him over and over and over again.

"Who are you loyal to?" Lucius hissed.

"Not you." Draco gasped, screaming in agony when Lucius poured some kind of stinging potion over the cuts on his back.

The memory flashed forward again, and this time Voldemort stood before a beaten down Draco. Draco's clothes had changed, meaning it was another day. Every time the memory faded was another day.

"I would like to ask you to do something." Voldemort said, bending down before Draco. "I would like you to start dating Harry Potter, and then I would like you to kill him."

Draco spit in his face, glowering at the dark lord.

"Fine. I will have someone else do it then. I gave you your chance to redeem yourself. Now you have become a rag doll. You have no purpose for anything but that of entertainment." Voldemort said , grabbing the hair on the back of Draco's head and jerking his neck back. Voldemort's teeth scraped up Draco's neck, smiling wickedly. Draco shuddered. "And I very much enjoy being in the company of purebloods." He whispered using a spell to remove Draco's shirt.

"What...what are you doing?" Draco asked, tears already pouring down his face. He knew, the poor boy knew, the agony in his eyes said so.

"You have one more chance, and then I will use you to service my needs." Voldemort said. "Kneel before me-"

"The day I kneel before you it will be to make you're dead when this is all over." Draco spat glaring daggers at the creature before him.

"I warned you." Voldemort sneered. Draco's pants disappeared, a bed flashed into the room, Draco was flung to it, his hands tying to the bed posts. Sirius couldn't tear his eyes away. Voldemort walked his hands up Draco's chest to his lips. He touched them, and hissed when Draco bit down hard on his fingers. A gag tightened around Draco's mouth, making him choke. Sirius turned away from the memory as Voldemort turned to him. Draco screamed loudly, begging for help. His shrieks became quieter, Voldemort hissing in his ears and laughing as he raped Draco.

Sirius didn't know how long it lasted. when it was over, Voldemort's holograph disappeared out the door and Sirius turned. Draco was shaking under bloodied sheets. Sobbing uncontrollably as he rocked back and forth, restraints rubbing marks into his skin. His father came in.

"He will do it again if you don't change your mind."

"Father. Father he raped me. Father please!" Draco cried looking at his father with tears pouring out his eyes.

"I know what he did. Change sides. Kill Harry Potter, or at the very least poison him. Or the dark lord will do it again."

"Father, I'm your only child. You-you're ok with this?" He choked, sobbing.

"Of course I am. Your disgraceful ways must be stopped. You have an hour until the dark lord returns."

It continued for ten days straight according to the fading of the memories. They asked Draco for info on how to harm Harry, Draco refused, and Voldemort raped him. The memory never showed Draco's body, it always faded as Voldemort crawled over him, evil smile on his lips.

The memories became vague, and it showed aurors breaking in as Lucius was beating Draco. They drug Lucius out, and later helped Draco. The memories showed a fade in time once more, this time the rest was a few months worth. Draco stood in the middle of the room, clutching a picture of Harry with a knife in hand, he cried tucking the picture in his breast pocket, before pulling the knife and aiming it right over the pictures place over his heart. Sirius gasped. A loud screaming came from the room. This memory was at least a year old.

"MALFOY! MALFOY WHERE ARE YOU?!" Came Harry's voice down the hall. Draco jerked his head to the door longingly. Sirius could tell he was debating. If Harry found him.... could he deal with the pain?

"Harry check the third floor!" Ron yelled.

Draco slumped against the wall, holding the knife over his heart and aiming, once he drew back, twice, and then he almost stabbed himself.

"Expeliarmus!" Harry yelled, the knife flinging from Draco's hand. Draco cursed and went to grab it quickly, but Harry was at him, grabbing his face and tilting it from side to side, checking to make sure he was ok.

"Oh Jesus Malfoy, where did you cut? Are you hurt, fuck Christ I can't believe you almost just did that."

Harry gasped pulling Draco into a tight hug, he rested his head on Draco's chest, just over his heart.

"I don't understand." Draco whispered.

"Malfoy you blithering idiot I told you to meet me someplace so I could tell you I loved you. I'm not a clone, I'm Harry James Potter and I love you and I'm sorry it took me so long to find out, I know I was a dick but I saw you yesterday in the paper and all that shit I said, fuck I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?" Harry begged looking up at the blonde.

"You love me?" He gasped. "Harry no. No you can't love me. They'll use me as leverage. You're not serious." Draco gasped grabbing Harry's shoulders.

"Draco your dads in Azkaban. Well protect each other. The real question is-"

"Don't ask." Draco breathed, burying his nose in Harry's neck. "I've loved you for years." He whispered pulling Harry tighter against him.

"Swear you'll never try that again." Harry whispered back.

"Huh?"

"Swear you'll never try to hurt yourself again."

"I give you my word Harry."

The memory flashed forward again, where Draco was standing on a ladder with nails in his mouth, hammering into the door. Harry helped him with a smile, locking the doors together before they pulled away and went into the ivy room, where the memory faded.

"I didn't think you'd be so nosy as to come into the only locked door in my house."

Sirius jerked around to see Draco standing there, a painful expression horribly covered up with a half hearted smile.

"I'm sor-"

"I'd join you but I'm afraid I'll puke if I have to go in there." He said quietly. "So you know then? Even Harry doesn't know all of it."

"Why the fuck not?"

"Because Im afraid he won't love me if he realizes how tainted I am."

"What so you've never had sex?"

"No. I've never consented to any sexual actions. I couldn't, not after that. Harry thinks it's just the beating. I haven't even taken my shirt off in front of him. We've dated a year. That's part of the reason, I don't want him to resent me, but I also don't want him to leave." Draco sniffed, stumbling into the door frame.

"Hey it's ok." Sirius whispered walking out the room to pull the boy into a warm hug. "You'll be ok. But you need to tell Harry. He won't think your gross at all darling. I don't even know how you could think that after knowing him so long."

"I guess. I guess I could try." Draco whispered.

"I don't think we should stay the night here. I think we should go back to House Lupin. I think you need to see him."

Draco could only nod.

•••

"Go away Remus. I don't care where Sirius is." Harry grumbled, sniffling. Knuckles rapped against the door again.

"Remus I said go away." Harry glowered, storming to the door when the person outside knocked again.

He jerked the door open, looking up to see Draco.

"DRACO!" He shrieked jumping into the blondes arms. Draco swung him back and forth, burying his nose in Harry's neck and pulling him close. They stumbled through the doorway to Harry's room, Remus and Sirius slammed it shut behind them.

"I don't understand." Remus mumbled.

"I had an eye opening experience. They'll be in there a while. Do we have time for a quick love making sesh?" He ask wrapping his arms around Remus' neck and his legs around Remus' waist.

"You're asking? like I'd ever say no to a quick fuck while our child sits in his room with his boyfriend." Remus said with a grin, kissing Sirius gently and pulling him back into their room.

•••

"He did that to you?" Harry whispered, shock blinding all his other emotions.

"Yes. And I understand if you-"

"Why didn't I torture that son of a bitch! Why didn't I stab his eyes out and let the blood slowly drip down-"

"For fucks sake Harry do you have to do that?"

"I'm sorry Draco, I just wish I hadn't killed him so quick now." Harry whispered resting his head on Draco's chest.

"Harry?"

"Yeah?"

"I want to try. But I may not be able to keep going... if it gets too bad." Draco said, staring at the ceiling.

"You mean..." Harry trailed off looking up at Draco.

"I'd like to make love to you. I don't know if I'll be able to though." Draco whispered looking down to meet Harry's eyes. Harry loved the way he said make love, they way it sounded like something holy.

"You'd really wanna try? For me?" Harry asked.

"Of course. Do you really think you'd be ok if I can't do it?" He asked tearing up.

"Of course Draco."

"Y'know if I can't you can always just have someone else for that, still date me, but just so you-"

"Draco just shut up. I'd never want anyone but you, and if you can't then I'm not losing my virginity."

"You haven't... but I thought Ginny-"

"I didn't love her enough Draco. Sex isn't something I take lightly. We weren't together long enough, she cheated on me because of it. And I will never, ever do that to you. I'll wait as long as it takes, and if you can't then I'll be just as happy."

Draco beamed. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Draco rolled over, bracing himself over Harry's body. Harry fell into a gay panic.

"You're sure you'll be ok if I can't?" He whispered kissing Harry gently.

"Of course Draco." Harry whispered. Draco used a spell to carefully remove Harry's clothes, then his own. Harry saw the scars covering his lovers chest.

"Oh Draco." Harry whispered touching a nasty mark. "God I'm so sorry. I love you, wait-" Harry raised his hand to Draco's collar bone, where the same scar on his forehead was carved into his chest. "Did they do this because..."

"I was to always remember that Harry Potter didn't love me, that he would never love me, and that he would never see that I had taken the pain over the evil. Luckily they were wrong. About you loving me anyway." Draco touched Harry too, leading his hand over his hips and down to his groin. Harry's breath caught.

"I know I'm not much..." Harry whispered, "but-"

"Oh no Harry. No you're everything. You're so gorgeous, like an angel, god I can't believe you're mine." Draco whispered, tracing over the scar on his forehead. "God if it were anyone but you, I don't think I could do this, but it is. It's you. And you're all mine, and we've got all the time in the world."

Harry reddened and teared up, kissing Draco. His lover gently slid a pillow under him, making his back just barely arch and he knees fall wide.

"I love you Draco." He whispered.

"I'm gonna prepare you now Harry, it'll be uncomfortable." Draco whispered, slicking his finger and sliding it into Harry. Harry moaned, clenching tight around Draco's finger, he could feel the knuckle.

"Oh god Harry, fuck your so tight. You need to try to relax, calm down, I'll never last a minute in you unless you calm down." Draco whispered. He sounded wrecked.

Harry took a deep breath, relaxed his lower half.

"There you go, almost ready darling." Draco whispered covering Harry in kisses as he added another. Harry moaned, writhing around on Draco's fingers.

"Oh god that feels so good." Harry gasped, rocking back and forth on Draco's fingers. "Nnnnnnh. Draco it feels so good, please hurry." Harry's breathing was ragged and broken, his hips flailing as he tried to push himself harder on Draco's fingers.

"Fuck you're gorgeous. Oh fuck Harry, can't wait to be inside you." Draco moaned, kissing Harry's neck. He slowly removed his fingers, lining himself up at Harry's entrance.

"Wait Draco." Harry breathed.

"What's wrong?" Draco said caressing Harry's cheek.

"Roll over." Harry whispered blushing.

"Harry-"

"Please Draco." Harry moaned, touching Draco's member.

"Holy, holy fuck." Draco stuttered gasping and rolling on his back. Harry crawled over him, taking Draco's member and slowly sliding down onto it. Harry clutched Draco's shoulders, moaning softly and panting.

"Oh god Harry. Hang on." Draco said clamping his eyes shut. He blocked the memories out, trying to keep the evil away from this perfect moment. He just took Harry Potters virginity. Happy thoughts happy thoughts, Draco told himself.

"Do you need me to move baby?" Harry panted, trying not to moan. Draco inside him was almost too much.

"No, no not at all. I think I'm okay actually." Draco whispered. "I'm ok now."

Harry started to move up and down slowly, riding Draco with ease. He threw his head back when Draco began to thrust it time with his movements, rocking into Harry.

"Faster, faster Draco. Oh fuck faster." Harry moaned pressing harder.

It only took twelve more thrusts to leave Draco and Harry writhing as they both orgasmed. Harry collapsed on Draco, crying happy tears.

"Fuck you're brilliant." Draco panted.

"I love you." Harry slurred into Draco's neck, already half asleep from the climax.

"God I love you too."

They fell asleep, waking up to the loud knocks of Remus and Sirius and quickly dressing before going outside to face the two Lupins.

"I love you."

"I love you."

*Fin*