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I did not sleep with that wizard!	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 54410 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 10
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Title: I did not sleep with that wizard!

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Rating: M:

Summary: Harry has a vision of Sirius being tortured and begs Dobby to take him to Sirius. AS they Apparate out of the Fifth Year Gryffindor Dormitory he faints. Shocking things come to light about the Saviour. Involves Good Malfoys, good Sirius and Good Severus. More to be revealled...

Notes: Another random story idea…maybe not so random inspired by the conceiving of Merlin…

A/N: I know you all want Unlikely Heroes but this was finished sooner. Hopefully it whets your appetites while I try to finished the first chapter of the Unlikely Heroes sequel.

Chapter 13

Two days after the discussion of severing ties permanently between Lucius and Narcissa was the meeting of the board.
All meetings were usually considered closed and held at a Governor's home.
This time however, the meeting was to be held at the Ministry in Courtroom 10.
Wizards were riding the Knight Bus, flooing, flushing and Apparating to the Ministry.
Arrangements had been made for the Muggles and the one Squib parent. The two-point spell had been cast between the Leaky Cauldron and Courtroom 10. It would transport only those who were nonmagical and had the invitation.
For the parents with magic Aurors Kingsley and Dora checked them at the door for invitations. Minister of Magic Fudge had given parents of Hogwarts students the day off with pay after severe arm-twisting by multiple members of the Board of Governors.

Since the Members of the Board were also seated members of the Wizengamot today’s session had been postponed.
These were sealed proceedings and only parents were allowed to attend. Persons like Rita Skeeter were not welcome...
At five till ten after two-point spell stopped delivering Muggles and the one Squib, Amelia stood, "Madam Longbottom may I speak?"
Augusta nodded, "You did call this meeting and made the historical and unparallel arrangements. I, Augusta Longbottom bring this meeting of the Hogwarts' Board of Governors to order."
Amelia bowed, "You have all been invited to discuss the danger that our children are in. At least six are found in danger..."

“What sort of danger?” Arthur asked.

Since his father held the family’s governor seat he was merely a spectator.

The doors opened once more.

Severus entered Courtroom 10 and bowed. “My apologies for being late Lady Longbottom. Permission to take my seat?”

Augusta nodded, confusion dawning.

Never since he had accepted his inheritance had Severus Snape once taken part in a Meeting of the Board of Governors. Nor had he ever sat in a Meeting of the Wizengamot having allow Lucius to vote in his stead.

Severus took his place amoung the other Slytherins, at Lucius’ left. The Prince Seat was part of the four assigned seats to the Board of Governors by Slytherin himself.

Amelia raised and eyebrow at Severus.

He shrugged at her.

Deciding to let the matter rest, Amelia went on. “The danger is evidence that a Lilithean is or at least was loose in Hogwarts.”

Geoffrey Goyle sneered at her, “What rubbish is this? What is a Lili-what’s it?”

Amelia sighed, Goyles were not known for their brilliance. “A Lilithean is the proper name of a Succubus or an Incubus. For in truth they are merely aspects of the same creature.”

“Refresh my memory Madam Bones,” Madam Edgecombe said boredly. “Just what is the danger of such a creature.”

Amelia was astounded and just how obtuse they were all being. “A Succubus takes seed from one magical human and implants in another when it becomes an incubus. The genders of the two individuals who are sexually connected this way need not be male to female. An Incubus is capable of impregnating females and males with genetic contributions from either gender.”

The Muggles started talking over one another about impossibilities. .

“We have found six incidents of pregnancies conceived in this manner. All but one couple were virginal at the time of conception. Four of them are still virginal.”

Augusta knew that Amelia was telling the truth, Neville had never slept with Luna but she still was pregnant with the fruit of their love. “What proof have you of this?”

“The testimony of well-respected birth healer Andromeda Tonks.”

“Why should we trust the word of a known bloodtraitor?”

Lord Malcolm Bulstrode sneered.

“Well don’t complain to us if your daughter has sired or conceived a child unknowingly.” Lucius spoke up.

“Lucius you actually believe this nonsense?” The Head of Bulstrode Family asked.

Lucius nodded, “My son was a victim of this creature. It sired two children, sons with the heir to a respected line. No Malfoy is born a bastard; they have recently bonded and are in seclusion. After the birth they will be finishing their interrupted exams.”

“Who are the others?”

Augusta glared, “Surely the privacy of minors ought to be respected.”

“We’re going to hear eventually. Kids talk.” Arthur shrugged.

Lucius snorted, “You’re one to talk. At least one of your children is affected by this.”

Arthur turned puce, “Who? Fred?’

Andromeda shook her head, “Odd that he was your first suspicion. Wrong twin.”

Arthur stammered, “George’s never dated someone.”

“Didn’t I say that five of the six couples known to have conceived were virginal?” Andromeda glared exasperated. “One of your nephews is also affected, as well as few distant cousins. This creatures seems especially drawn to those with Black Ancestry.”

A slight exaggeration but Neville’s great grandmother; Harry, Calibom and George’s grandmothers and Draco’s mother were all Blacks. Only Adrian and Blaise seemed exempted from having close blood to a Black; close as in the last three or four generations or so.

“Who discovered the Lilithean connection?” Arthur’s estranged father Lord Septimus Weasley asked.

“A former Hogwarts Professor who specialized in Dark Creatures.” Andromeda answered

“Is he present?” Septimus prodded.

Andromeda nodded, “Yes.”

“Can he be questioned in front of the parents?” Augusta asked.

Andromeda shrugged, “Ask him.”

“I don’t think we’ll trust her or anyone she claims to be knowledgeable of this laughable story.” Malcolm Parkinson sneered.

Geoffrey Goyle nodded.

Severus rose, “Perhaps I can help.” He reached into his robes and withdrew a vial of veritaserum. “If anyone cares to verify that this is veritaserum. That is if there are any decent Potion Masters or Mistresses present.”

Andromeda bowed, “Though not all would accept my verification, I am a First Class Potions Mistress.”

A man stood up in the back of the room, “my name is Damocles, my daughter is a first year.”

Severus blinked, “Damocles? The creator of the Wolfsbane potion?”

The former Slytherin glared, “Poorly named. It is not dangerous to werewolves. Any brewer worth his price or a herbologist knows that werewolves are easily poisoned with Wolfsbane. It can’t kill them but it makes them ill. I can verify the vial is veritaserum and check for the potion or spell that allow one to resist veritaserum.”

“You can ignore his testimony. He’s a bloodtraitor too. He allows a werewolf to use him sexually.”

Damocles winced, “I am bonded to a werewolf yes but he is an honourable man. Corey seeks to better his kind rather than to enslave them or terrorize others. My brother chose like my father to cut me off for my choice. I have no interest in being involved in a farce. I am willing to take an oath on my wand to tell the truth about the veritaserum and those subjected to that potion.”

Amelia remembered the man, he had been two years behind her but he had been known for his skills at brewing almost as much as Andromeda who had been Ted’s tutor. “That will do.”

“I Damocles Ian Martin born to and cast off from the House of Belby do swear to tell the truth regarding veritaserum and any existence of false truth creating potions or charms in any person to be questioned’s body.”

Remus stepped forward from the audience, “Damocles.”

The man grinned at him, “Remus! So it’s you? You’re the one who is the expert? “ he laughed, “I shouldn’t be surprised really.”

Remus hugged him, “It’s been a while hasn’t it.”

“Haven’t seen you since you went to take that job at Hogwarts really.”

“Gentleman.” Augusta said sharply.

Damocles blushed, “My apologies, Remus is a member of my mate’s pack.” He cast the spells; “Mr. Lupin is free from any charm or potion that would render Veritaserum ineffectual. “

Remus grinned, “Of course. What benefit would there be to lie about this?”

Severus conjured a silver dish and it hovered towards Damocles.

The young potion master took the vial; he opened it, sniffed and tipped a drop on to his hand. “Veritaserum.” It was clear like water but thick and slightly viscous.

“If you will administer it Potions Master.”

Damocles bowed, “very well but first can I check to see if he is allergic to an,”

Severus interrupted, “He is not allergic. I tested him prior. I knew he would be questioned under it and I had to be sure that he would not react poorly due to an ingredient.”

Damocles nodded, “I shall take your word for it as a colleague.”

Remus held out his tongue.

Damocles tipped three drops on it.

Remus sat stiffly onto a chair that was conjured for him.

His eyes had the well-recognized glaze of someone under the influence of veritaserum.

“Now tell us how you discovered that any of the affected students were once exposed to a Lilithean.” Amelia ordered.

“While both the first two affected had feelings and an attraction to one another, nether had any evidence of sexual contact with another. There were no recognizable human magical echoes. There was something off about their magic. They had conceived but both were honest when they said they’d never had sexual intercourse. I cast a spell that I thought might explain it. Although my knowledge of Hogwarts’ wards should prevent such a creature from being present, it seemed the only likely option. The bearer bore the each of an incubus but the sire had that of a succubus. It was in turn verified by a different spell but one that had a similar function.”

“You are positive that the children involved were joined only in this way?”

Remus nodded, “Yes. They had never had sex. The first time they did so was after they were bonded and consummated their bonding.”

“Due to the cases you are familiar with what similarities are there?”

“The individuals involved are equally attracted but separated. They are almost star-crossed or separated by a variety of factors. Perhaps, they think they haven’t a chance but clearly they are bound one way or another. The Lilithean merely tied them closer together.”

Andromeda conjured a chair for herself, and stuck out her tongue.

Damocles sighed, tipping the three drops on her tongue.

“Tell us why a Lilithean would be needed.”

Andromeda was stiff; eyes glazed. “Under normal circumstances, most of the couples affected would have no chance at being together. Except perhaps, one.”

“There need not be questioning on names.” Augusta interrupted.

Andromeda was completely aware of what she said but had no control over it. She was quite happy to avoid mentioning names. As a healer protecting the privacy of her patients was paramount.

“You found these couples how?”

“I was summoned to the first when he arrived at his guardian’s home unconscious. I am slightly related to the young man. The other pregnancies were discovered at his bonding. They were guests and witnesses to the ceremony.”

“In the handful of teenagers you examined or had contact with all of them sired or were carrying a child. They were all unaware of the conception?” Amelia asked.

Andromeda shook her head, “No. One had suspicions but did not trust the nurse at school. She was waiting to go home for the summer, she trusted her father to help her. She is young, a mere Fourth Year, only fifteen. Yet it seems that the sire is just as much in love with her as she is with him. I believe they have acquired the consent of both their families. The others were unaware because they were virgins. One was Muggle-raised and had no idea that wizards could conceive.”

“As a healer, how dangerous is it for a wizard to carry a pregnancy unaware?”

Andromeda frowned, “Very dangerous. After all they can only deliver through a caesarean. Any witch or wizard who had born a child knows that they must gain a proper amount of weight; they must eat properly and take care to have enough rest. A miscarriage is doubly dangerous for a wizard, if it is not diagnosed and removed in time it can poison a body and possibly kill them. Very rarely can a miscarriage require surgery in a witch but it can happen.”

Amelia swallowed, “I see. How large of a percentage of the student population do you think is affected?”

Andromeda shrugged, “Worst case scenario? All the sexually mature students; the first and second years are probably safe. I doubt many of the third years would be mature enough to be so attached to another student to draw a Lilithean to them. I believe anyone fourth year and older are more likely to be pregnant. I discovered more of the students currently known to be affected were fifth or seventh years.”

True George and Adrian were seventh years; while Harry, Susan, Draco, Blaise and Neville were fifth years. Calibom Weasley was a sixth year while Luna was a fourth year.

“How will you handle this?” Madam Greengrass asked.

Amelia answered her, “I would like to have the students examined prior to their being returned home. Any discovered pregnancies will be immediately passed on to the parents of both sire and bearer. The idea of counselling by mind healer specialists had been brought up as an option by Mind Healer Tonks.”

Lord Damian Crabbe, Vincent’s father scowled, “Why would that be needed?”

Andromeda answered immediately, “These children were practically raped. They had their essence stolen and mingled with another without their consent. They were forcibly impregnated. Tell me Damian, how you feel if you fantasized about someone, dreamed about them and found yourself six months pregnant and you never slept with them?

The large man paled, “Dunno what a man would see in another…”

“Well then how would you like it if a woman you didn’t sleep with was found to be pregnant with your child?” Severus tossed back at him.

Damian sneered, “I wouldn’t take responsibility for it that’s for sure. As far as I’d be concerned it isn’t mine. I didn’t do the deed. She must be some tramp up to no good who wants something that ought to belong to my Vince.”

Lucius sighed, “That is where we’re different Damian. It’s not the child’s fault. You could take the child from the hypothetical woman, have your wife adopt them and raise it as yours.”

“You’d do that?”

Lucius nodded, “If I were bound to a woman yes. Surely she’d have enough room in her heart for a child who wasn’t responsible for being conceived. I would prefer to sire children with my bonded but if that was impossible then I would hope she would welcome any child.” His words were clearly directed at Amelia- that is if anyone was looking.

Severus, Remus and Andromeda weren’t blind but most were concerned with other matters.

Augusta spoke up, “Are there anymore questions?”

There were a lot of murmurs but no questions.

Amelia nodded at Kingsley who reversed the two-point spell.

“Very well then. The Board is dismissed. Hopefully, the situation isn’t as dire as Healer Tonks speculates. Some of you might be lucky and your children are neither bearers or sires of children conceived through the influence of a Lilithean.” Augusta said, she stepped over to Xeno Lovegood who held the Ravenclaw seat for his daughter, “You and I have much to discuss.”

The very odd former Malfoy nodded, “It would be wise to discuss the arrangements. After all I would as I hope you prefer that the babies are born properly.”

Augusta nodded stiffly and they left together..

Septimus snapped at his son, “Arcturus you will join me for lunch. Your brother, Lord Montague and Madam Bones will be joining us.”

“So it’s true? One of my sons and one of Cador’s are expecting a child?”

Septimus glared, “Yes. I have already consented to the bonded. We are merely discussing details and settlements.”

Arthur sighed, “I’ll come. I don’t know how I’ll tell Molly.”

“Her opinion is useless. She is not head of the Prewett family. She maybe the only surviving member of that branch of the family but she is a Weasley even if I completely disapprove of her.” Septimus hissed.

“Being bonded to a Slytherin has had an interesting influence on you Septimus.” The Montague Lord smirked.

The Head of the House of Weasley raised an eyebrow, “Chadwick, good day. You of course know my son.”

Arthur felt the man give him one of those looks he often received from Malfoy, “We were schoolmates.” He said coldly.

“Better learn to get along Arcturus.” Septimus warned, “He’ll be your in-law.”

“Not sure I’m okay with that.” Arthur muttered.

“You are just jealous. You made your choice Arcturus. I told you would regret that choice. He’s dead. He lost you and it tore his heart out. Your harpy told us that he was better off dead. I wanted to strangle her but she was holding one of our grandchildren. She never deserved you. You don’t even love her. She raped you.’ Septimus leaned over and hissed that in his son’s ear, “You know it, I know it and so does that harpy. William would have been better off raised by you and Gideon. However you choose the harpy, for that choice you lost your best friend and the love of your life. How could you turn your back on the person you loved? We didn’t raise you to be that sort of person.”

Arthur glared, “You want to hear that I regret it? Fine! I do. I love my children. I want them happy. I don’t like Montague. I don’t think his son could ever be good enough.”

A gasp came from behind them.

“You regret it? You really do?”

Arthur spun so fast, his face as pale as Malfoy hair, “It can’t be…”

The face wasn’t familiar but the eyes were.

He swallowed, “Gideon?”

A flick of a wand and a glamour dissolved, “It’s me. I never wanted to see you again…” the slim red head swallowed, “I did have my revenge though. I have two…illegitimate children. I had to have you back…even for a moment. You were drunk and we’d been off on Order business for a while.”

“They’re mine?”

Gideon nodded, “I raised them…they think that they’re Muggleborns. They think that I’m just a milkman. The war got to be too much so I just disappeared. Benjy was with Fabian and I. It was wrong of me but I wanted my kids safe. When we were attacked, Caradoc offered to let me escape. He always liked me but I didn’t give him a chance. We switched places and I Apparated away. He died wearing my face. I didn’t let anyone know I was alive. I disappeared into the Muggle world with my boys. Raised them in a small city in Wales. Didn’t bother coming with the Muggles. I came like a real wizard. It wasn’t until Dennis went away to school that I started practicing my magic. Good thing too when Colin told me that Harry swore that the Dark Lord was back.”

Arthur hugged him tightly, “Don’t leave me again. I’ve been miserable. Since Ginny went off to Hogwarts I’m rarely home. I work late and try not to come back if I don’t have to. I was practically forced into this farce of a bonding.”

Gideon sighed, “It will take time to forgive you.”

Arthur nodded, “I know that. I just want to be free of her. She’s like a millstone around my neck.”

Septimus playfully punched Gideon in the shoulder and hugged him fiercely. “Glad to have you back. Cedrella will be so pleased.”

Amelia approached, “Good to have you back Gideon. I am glad the reports of your demise were exaggerated.”

The four headed out to floo to Weasley Hall to discuss arrangements.

XoooooX

George had enough dreams before about Brecc…

The Slytherin Chaser was a large man, close enough to his size to be comfortable.

He was on his way back to the castle after Quidditch practice.

A hand covered his mouth and he was pulled into the Slytherin locker room.

The hands were familiar enough…

So was the sent…

Brecc smelt of sunlight and spring air…

Brecc shoved him into one of the walls kissing him roughly.

“You didn’t shower?” The snake hissed against his lips.

“You like me best this way…” George muttered, he could hardly breathe when Brecc had him pinned.

Brecc ground against him, “Of course…your musky smell reminds me that you’re a man. Of course being a Beater, those muscles give you away. I like that a wizard built like you prefers to be a keeper in bed.”

George blushed, “I’ve never really felt the urge to take the dominant role in bed.”

“You sure enjoy knocking those damn Bludgers at me…”

‘Only during a match!” George protested, “I want to strangle anyone else who does it…”

“Even your darling identical brother?” Brecc said in a deep voice that made him harden even more.

George swallowed, “Yes…I like my man in one piece thanks. With all of his body parts in their proper place and in working order.”

“Good.” A muttered spell and they were both naked.

George brought his legs up to grip Brecc’s wait.

“Randy lion aren’t you?”

George groaned, “Yes…”

Another spell relaxed him and then he was hit with another that lubricated him.

A heartbeat latter and Brecc was inside him.

George did his best to ride him as he was gloriously fucked.

Brecc’s thrusts were deep, hard and hit his prostate just right.

George screamed out his climax, only to be rewarded soon after with jet after jet of hot cum spilling deep inside him.

Lips peppered his neck.

Brecc was always rather sensual and tender after they made love. He wasn’t a very verbally affectionate person, but even a cold Slytherin couldn’t hide the affection or desire that burned in those eyes when they looked at him.

George shivered remembering times when he’d been undressed. The time Brecc cast a spell that granted them a telepathic connection and told him in History of Magic how much he would enjoy fucking him there, while describing rather lewdly and conjuring erotic images of that behaviour. It hadn’t helped that another spell had phantom hands caressing his body through his clothes…they had been everywhere…

“What are you thinking about?” Brecc asked gruffly.

“That time in History of Magic.”

Brecc smirked, “That was fun. You came and I never actually touched you. You’re obnoxious twin was snoring like a bear. How do you sleep through that?”

George laughed, “Silencing charms. When he started snoring I got mum to cast them on his bed. I cast them every few months on his bed in the tower. Of course with all the dreams I’ve had about you over the years, Merlin knows I need them on my bed.”

Brecc scowled, “Yeah can’t have a Gryffindor Beater screaming in his sleep for a Slytherin Chaser to fuck him harder.”

George kissed him lightly, “It’s not that I’m ashamed of you…”

“You’re just a coward at heart. You’ve yet to tell your own twin about us.” Brecc said darkly.

George blinked, “I didn’t know you want me to…I wouldn’t do that without asking if it was okay. Fred is so obsessed with girls and our identicalness that I was scared to tell him that I preferred blokes.”

“So,” Brecc said dryly, “you’re not a cowardly excuse for a Gryffindor.”

George winced, but looked into Brecc’s hazel eyes. “I’m not the type to be ashamed of the man I love. Shy perhaps, unable to confess to that person but never ashamed. It would hurt but if they forced me to choose, I hope you know my choice.”

Brecc smirked, “It better be me…”

George blushed, “Better you than a cold, lonely bed.”

His reward as a snog and a familiar erection growing inside him…

Then his name was called…

George woke to find his worn nightshirt stained with fresh cum. He looked up to find a house elf that clearly wasn’t Kreacher.

“Lord Septimus wishes to see Master George. Will Young Master come with Rilla?”

“What is this about?” George stammered.

The elf frowned, “About Master’s bonding of course.”

George let out a sigh of relief, “To young Master Montague?”

The elf nodded, “Yes.”

George grinned, “I’ll be ready in a quarter of an hour. I will need to the time to bathe and dress.”

“Rilla inform Master. Rilla return in quarter of hour for young Master.”

George whistled as he headed down the hall towards the nearby bathroom with a set of presentable clothes.

XoooooX

Sirius was about to sit down to sit down to lunch with Harry and Draco when an owl dropped a red envelope in his lap.

It started to shout right away.

“SIRIUS ORION BLACK! YOU UNGRATEFUL WRETCH! HOW DARE YOU THINK YOU COULD DO THIS TO ME? HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN YOUR ALLEGIANCE? EVICT ME? ME ALBUS PERCIVAL WULFRIC BRIAN DUMBLEDORE? THE HEADMASTER OF HOGWARTS? THE CHIEF WARLOCK OF THE WIZENGAMOT? THE SUPREME MUGAWUP OF THE INTERNATIONAL CONFEDERATION OF WIZARDS? I AM A HOLDER OF AN ORDER OF MERLIN, FIRST CLASS! I’LL BREAK YOU FOR THIS! YOU’LL NEVER SEE HARRY AGAIN! YOU’LL BE BACK IN YOUR CELL IN AZKABAN!”

The letter exploded.

Draco ended the spell that had hexed away Harry’s hearing. “What a pretentious, arrogant prat.”

Sirius scowled, “It’s my house! I can turn him out if I want. He wasn’t paying rent anyway insufferable git.”

“Who is an insufferable git?” Severus drawled as he entered.

“Back?” Sirius asked absently, “Dumbledore sent me a howler for evicting him. Waste of time really. Thinks I’m an ungrateful traitor and wants to send me back to Azkaban.”

Severus frowned, “rather childish of him. He’s staying there uninvited without paying rent. You’re within your rights to turn him out.”

Draco snarled, “He even said he’d keep Harry away from him.”

Harry hadn’t heard that. His eyes had buzzed so he wasn’t nearly deafened by the howler. “He was going to keep me from Sirius? Why?”

“Because he thinks you’re a pawn. He wants to use you to defeat the Dark Lord.” Severus grumbled. “I’ve told him his way was wrong but he ignored me.”

Harry frowned, “What do you mean?” it was still unnerving to have Snape be nice.

Severus sighed, “He’s got it in his head to raise you like a lamb for the slaughter. He thinks you have to go willingly to the Dark Lord. You have let him kill you; I’ve overheard him muttering about Horcruxes recently. He believes the Dark Lord made them and you are one. If he destroys all of them but you and tricks the Dark Lord into killing you then he can defeat a mortal Dark Lord. I’ve argued with him. He told me that he doesn’t want you knowing about the prophecy until you were older.” The Head of Slytherin sneered, “When you’re more malleable and believe everything he says.”

Harry snorted, “After the silent treatment he’s given me all year? Seriously? I’m more likely to trust Draco than him.”

His Bondmate frowned, “I would hope so…you did tie your blood and magic to mind after all.”

Harry kissed him lightly, “I did, I did so willingly. You’ve never lied to me. You’ve told me truths….”

Andromeda coughed, “Remember Draco the spell wore off. You can’t shag him until after he gives birth.”

Draco sighed dramatically, “It better be sooner rather than later. I won’t be able to restrain myself for much longer…”

Severus coughed, “At least male pregnancies take sometime to recover from since it is protected and made possible by one’s magic. It isn’t likely that he would get pregnant right away.”

Andromeda smirked, “I could cast, with permission of course, semi-permanent contraceptive charms. They can be removed when they are older.”

Lucius was thoughtful, “The amount of student apartments for bonded couples will be larger then previous generations of course. Then there is the day care issue…they can’t take the babies to classes. Not many would be willing to rearrange their schedules or request time-turners to balance schoolwork and nursery duties.”

Draco frowned, “Dippy could be trusted with the boys. After all, Harry and I can discuss what classes we really have to take. Anything superfluous can be dropped; I want to go into law after all- as much as it would pain me to give up potions it isn’t required. Perhaps, Uncle Severus could arrange for private lesions to keep my skills sharp? Classroom instruction in that subject at least is slowing me down. I learn more during the summer after all.”

Harry chewed on his lip, “I think I only wanted to be an Auror to annoy Umbridge. With two little boys I don’t think that going into such a dangerous career is wise. I do want to help people…”

Andromeda spoke out, “Have you ever considered healing? It’s a respected career but it needs potions. You do save lives but with less danger to one’s self. Granted there will still be emergencies when you’re called in on a day off but you are less likely to die. You can work anywhere: St. Mungos’ or the Department of Magical Law. You can become a specialty healer or even a private one.”

Harry blinked at her, “Healing?”

“I think you would be well suited for it. You have a calming aura and you care about others.”

Harry swallowed, “Can I still have a career if I’m bonded with children?”

Draco frowned, “You really think I would keep you from one? I would protest if you wanted to be an Auror but you’re no witch and you wouldn’t be happy if I wanted you to stay home and mind the children. With elves why would you ever need to unless you wanted to?”

“What if I wanted to have a Quidditch career?”

Draco swallowed, “A Seeker is the most dangerous position on a Quidditch team. They on average have the shortest careers. There is even a book on one thousand and one awkward Snitch Captures. If you really wanted to do it…I would allow it, after all we are equals. I would not be happy about it but I would graciously be silent after giving my reasons I didn’t approve. I would at least insist you promise not to do any blatantly dangerous tactics like the Wronski Feint. I don’t think my heart could take it. Watching Krum do it was thrilling, but I don’t have the skill for it. You do but my heart would be in my throat because you are important to me. “

Harry hugged him, “No Professional Quidditch Career then. It’s fun but I’m too good at it to play it seriously. Unless maybe it was against someone like Krum, you’re about the only decent challenge I’ve got.”

Draco was smug that the Ravenclaw Seeker Chang and the deceased Cedric weren’t worth Harry’s time or attention. Not that Summerby who played their first year or Diggory’s replacement could hold a candle to either of them.

Sirius cleared his throat, “Well…if we’re done discussing can we eat now?”

Harry laughed, “I am a little hungry.”

Draco frowned, “You better be more than a little hungry.”

Harry smiled, “Of course I am…I just want to leave enough for the rest of you. Is George coming?”

The Malfoy elf that appeared at his side shook his head, “Young Master Weasley be called away by his grandfather. Dippy not know when he be back.”

Harry frowned, “I hope his grandfather is as amenable as Mr. Lucius.”

Lucius blinked, “It is customary to call one’s in-laws Mother and father. If you would feel comfortable with that, that is. After all, I am to be your sons’ grandfather.”

Harry chewed on his lip, “I’ll have to think about it. I have no parents…”

“Well,’ Andromeda began, “If Sirius and Lucius are bonded within a year or two it is possible to have grandmothers for your children. I know a certain Hufflepuff who is still convinced of Sirius’ innocence. Lucius has his heart set on another of her ilk. If Remus and Severus stop dancing around each other like skittish third year Hufflepuffs,”

Remus coughed nervously interrupting her, “You would think being Bonded to a Hufflepuff and the mother of one would cure you of making unkind generalizations against a House known for its Loyalty.”

Andromeda snorted, “Perhaps, I am too Slytherin to give up all of my snark. I do care for Ted but I care for him despite his House not because of it. Perhaps, he has better qualities or is a better example of what his house can mould but that is all. Dora only wanted to be a Hufflepuff because she thought that Slytherins were Death Eaters. She never cared to realize I was one of those slimy snakes she was always berating. What does she think I was? An Eagle? Not hardly…”

Lucius and the other adults shivered.

During their years at Hogwarts, Andromeda was feared and respected. She was the Queen of Slytherin for a reason: she was highly intelligent; she did assist those weaker if only to create a legion of loyal worshipers. She had intrigued all the boys even if they were bent. Andromeda Black had been striking and to be honest, still was. She had the highest marks, top in every class- straight ‘O’ NEWTs in every subject. All twelve she hadn’t taken Muggle Studies instead it had been another subject. Even Lily Evans had a difficult time living up to her legend. Her knowledge of Dark Arts was legendary- she was a Black after all. Many Slytherins expected her to join Voldemort’s ranks; her elopement with a Muggleborn Hufflepuff had taken the entire school by surprise. Slytherin mothers counselled their daughters to take her as a guide of what a true Slytherin was, and the boys all wanted to be Lucius. If only their hearts hadn’t been turned to Hufflepuffs, they would have been a powerful couple.

There were those who believed Andromeda Black could have eliminated Voldemort herself and set herself in his place as a Dark Lady.

Perhaps, she could have but she had put aside her darker talents to be a birth healer and bring innocents into the world.

Andromeda Tonks nee Black was not someone to trifle with, she could have taken a wand to Bellatrix and cut her throat.

They all knew that she would have considered it pruning rather than killing. To end up on her ‘Better Off Dead’ list was the most idiotic move imaginable. The Dark Lord was lucky she hadn’t seen him worth her time. It had to rankle the former Queen of Slytherin that he mad sister worshiped the Dark Lord.

The four men shivered.

Andromeda chuckled dryly just to watch them flinch.

Sirius had once upon a time worshiped her; he’d had the hugest crush on her. Her elopement with Lucius had given him the courage to defy his mother and infuriate her into disowning him. He’d been freed of his hated betrothal to Narcissa and his family’s expectations.

There was a time in his life that Sirius would have done anything for her…

Except betray his friends, but if she’d ordered him to leave Severus alone he would have. If only to know that he still existed to her despite his defection to Gryffindor.

He’d wanted to be different; he’d wanted to infuriate his mother who wanted him to be a perfect little puppet. He was to be the next Lord Black and a perfect Slytherin. He left that role [of perfect Slytherin] to Andromeda and struck out on his own to find his own place. He became a Dark Wizard chaser, but he also wanted Andromeda’s respect even if he couldn’t have her love. If she approved of this Hufflepuff then perhaps, after a few sessions that she’d practically ordered him to have he’d give the woman a chance. Merlin knew as much as he wanted to be, he wasn’t up to his cousin’s weight. He wondered what sort of man Ted Tonks really was if he could be bonded to an imperious woman like his cousin Annie. She was still intimidating and one hell of a witch…

What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

A/N: Just for reading I'll reward you with the sequel's name-

Unlikely Heroes: Redemption.

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