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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: warnings for Ron-bashing and Hermione angst.

Chapter 15

Andromeda flooed back to Grimmauld to speak with Sirius…

Of course the man was in the library.

“So,” he drawled sipping his coffee, “Did you find out?”

She glared at him, “Find out what?”

“Oh I was bored and repaired the entire tapestry.” He teased.

Andromeda scanned the family tree.

It seemed that Arcturus Weasley [Arthur], son of Cedrella Black and Septimus Weasley had sired nine children rather that six. His name was tied to Mary Lynette Prewett [more commonly known as Molly] and Gideon Prewett who was surprisingly alive.

[Andromeda had missed the conversation where Gideon revealed himself.]

Apparently Arthur’s eldest William had married a girl named Fleur Delacour [wasn‘t that the Beauxbatons’ champion?] and they were expecting a little boy named Louis Arthur.

Charles Weasley, the second eldest was expecting a son Alexis Mark with…

World famous Seeker and former Durmstrang Champion Viktor Krum?

How did those two get together? And when?

There was a line growing between Percival Weasley and Oliver Wood who was a descendant of Callidora Black through her daughter Cassiopeia. Hmm…

Fredrick was linked with Angelina Johnson; they were expecting a girl that the tapestry declared was Clarine Lorena.

George’s children with Brecc Montague were listed as Fenice Clarissa and Galiene Davina Montague.

Ronald was linked to Lavender Brown and their daughter was listed as Gwendolyn Hyacinth.

Ginevra’s with Michael Corner was written in gold script as Michelle Ginevra.

Calibom’s daughter with Susan Bones was claimed to be Andrea Aimee.

Apparently, Calibom’s older brother Andret was expecting a son with the Clearwater Heiress Penelope, Price Anir Clearwater.

However, Andromeda was surprised to see that Colin Creevey’s sire was Arcturus.

It seemed Lord Weasley’s only non-procreating at present grandchildren were Branor, Andret’s twin [They were 11 months apart but still in the same year since the twins were born in September of 1974], Percy and second year Dennis Creevey.

Her own grandchild was listed as Channa Kimah. The Smiths chose Hebrew names for their offspring but Kimah was unfamiliar.

Harry’s were Scorpius Aurelian Malfoy and Orion Lucian Potter.

Neville was on the family tree through his great grandmother Callidora Black; his sons with Luna Avalon Lovegood were listed as Lysander Aetius Lovegood and Lorcan Francis Longbottom.

Mafalda Prewett, a descendant of Lucretia Black and Ignotus Prewett who was expecting Gregory Goyle’s child. Lord Goyle would be furious; firstly because it was a little witch and secondly, because Mafalda was the daughter of a Squib and a Muggle.

It seemed that Gideon was alive and Mafalda was under his authority.

Perhaps, Arthur would annul his bonding to Molly, join himself to Gideon and they could adopt the girl. If she was the daughter of two purebloods even a disgraced one it would be better then her current lineage.

“Done catching up?” Sirius drawled.

“Are you glad you’re not Septimus or Arcturus?” Andromeda tossed back.

“At least the House of Weasley prospers into another generation. We have plenty of descendants of Blacks with in the Houses of Potter, Malfoy, Longbottom, Wood, Weasley, Crouch and of course your daughter. The male line of Crouch is extinct now that both Bartimus’ are gone. However it lives on in the Pucey line in Adrian through his mother Charlene. Caradoc and Alice’s mother was Clorinda Crouch but Caradoc is dead and well it seems he has a child. A Dean…”

“Dean Thomas? He’s expecting a child with a Patil. He’s a Gryffindor.”

Sirius frowned, “Carey was a Hufflepuff…”

“And the Crouches are supposed to be Ravenclaws but Bartimus Jr. the louse was a Slytherin. This Thomas if he was born in a legal contract ought to inherit the Dearborn Estate which would make him more likely to gain Ms. Patil’s father’s approval.”

“So would the proper thing be to seize the Crouch title for myself because of Lord Crouch’s involvement with my illegal imprisonment? Or should I see that it is passed on to Adrian who is the eldest male descendant of a Crouch? Unless it ought to be given to Dean Thomas?”

“Are there no other legal heirs amoung the Crouches?” Andromeda asked.

Sirius shrugged, “I am not sure but they are the closest in the main line and descendants of Casper and Charis Crouch through which I have a secondary claim to seize it.”

“Either take the title for yourself as reparation and keep it or take it and name Adrian as heir. He is the eldest of the living descendants of Crouch heiresses and birth order is important. If Adrian should refuse it, Dean is the next logical heir. If he dies without heir then it can pass to Neville. After all, it ought to pass to the closest male blood relative, which is still Adrian, since his mother is Charis’ youngest. If Caradoc still lived it would be his, a secondary heir would be Dean. Unless at birth Adrian named one of his sons the Crouch heir.” Andromeda advised sagely.

Sirius nodded, “As much as I would like to have Harry remain my heir, as Lord Black I accept that it is unseemly to remain an incorrigible playboy. What was the name of the Hufflepuff you were talking about the other day?’

Charity Burbage, she currently serves as the Muggle Studies professor. She replaced Quirrell.” Andromeda shrugged.

“Don’t really remember a Burbage.”

Andromeda sighed, “She was a mousy blonde but grew up to be a beautiful young woman. She was in Regulus’ year but believed in your innocence.”

“Once I’m declared innocent and a free man, you should introduce her. She must be something if you recommend her.” Sirius smirked.

Completely incorrigible…Andromeda thought.

XoooooX

Hermione had run from the hospital wing in tears.

She was the only girl in her dormitory who wasn’t pregnant or expecting a child. She was a bit discomforted to find out that Alice and Faye were lesbians. Though with Faye’s mannish behaviour it wasn’t hard to believe.

Pavarti was having Dean’s daughter but Lavender…

She sobbed harder.

Why? God help her but she loved the arrogant lazy boy. He’d been her best friend and first love since she was twelve…

Almost six years later and he was still making her cry…Halloween their first year Ron insulted her and she’d hidden in the bathroom crying. The same bathroom they’d accidentally- because they didn’t know she was in there, locked her in with the Mountain troll.

Why Lavender? Was it because she had pretty hair? Because Lavender was a pureblood and she was a Muggleborn? She had mediocre grades! Lavender hung on that idiot Trelawney’s every word and believed her every declaration.

Hermione herself was plain with straw-coloured bushy hair and boring nondescript brown eyes. She was trying for ten OWLS, she’d dropped Divination for lack of interest in the subject and Muggle Studies was both boring and too much work.

Lavender was only taking Divination and Care of Magical Creatures- relatively bird courses since Hagrid had easy exams and Trelawney was a terrible excuse for a teacher.

Hermione felt alone, it had been so hard to take.

Pavarti and Dean had been shy when Healer Tonks discovered Pavarti was pregnant with Dean’s daughter.

How were they pregnant? She’d never seen them talk outside of class.

Dean was always glued to Seamus practically.

How could Ron do this?

The only unpregnant fifth year Gryffindor, it wasn’t fair!

XoooooX

Ron was furious.

Lavender was pregnant with his kid? That healer must have been drunk or something. He never touched her.

Thought about her? Sure. Why not? Lavender Brown was the hottest girl in his year. Those golden curls, soulful brown eyes and curves- damn that girl had fine curves. First girl in their year to develop…

He was a pureblood and he wasn’t stupid. Whether his father was estranged from his grandfather or not he was going to end up forced to bond to Lavender.

Why? Because she was a pureblood…

Had she been Muggleborn and a pureblood willing to bond to him, they would have bonded and after the child was born it would have been taken by his grandfather. His bonded would be expected to blood adopt the child and raise them.

Wank off to a girl a few times; have sexy dreams about her and she’s pregnant with your child? Don’t make him laugh.

Granted he wasn’t the fastest broom in the shed but he knew how babies were made. It required you to be naked, share a bed and snog.

Ron was furious; he did not want to be bonded to Lavender. Bonded to a smart witch like Hermione and he could work a little but she could bring home most of the money. With brains like hers, Hermione would be raking in the galleons.

Now how to prove that the baby wasn’t his? Maybe Seamus who take her? After all they did attend the Yule Ball together…

XoooooX

Giselle Goyle waited for Millie to come back to the common room.

When he girlfriend showed up, she grabbed her.

A quiet voice called her name, “Prefect Goyle?”

Giselle paused, “Yes Prewett?”

“I really have to talk to you.”

Giselle frown at her but caught her nervous glances at her brother Greg. “Alright, the three of us will retire to my room.”

“Giselle?” Greg frowned at her.

“You’re coming and that’s final.”

The Slytherin Beater sighed, “Alright I’ll come.”

Giselle led them to her room and shut the door.

Taking a seat on the bed, she levitated her armchair and desk chair closer.

Millie joined her on the bed.

Greg was quiet as he took the desk chair and left the more comfortable seating to Mafalda.

“Well, I saw Healer Tonks. She informed me that I was pregnant with Millie’s daughter.”

Greg frowned, “I don’t understand. You can’t have her child without a special potion you told me that. I promised to keep father distracted from agreeing to a betrothal or a bonding between you and Adrian. When Father passed to the Veil or granted me the title I would allow you two to Bond.”

Giselle nodded, “Yes, normally a potion is needed. A Lilithean impregnated me with Millie’s child. I’m three months, nearly four months gone. Father will be furious.”

Millie gave a short cold laugh, “Not as furious as my father. He wants me to Bond to Theo so I can give him a grandson.”

“Can I talk?” the normally quiet, often bullied fourth year spoke up.

Giselle smiled at her kindly, “Yes? What is it?”

“The Lilithean got me pregnant too. I don’t know what to do. My parents won’t believe it. My mother is already angry I’m a witch. Father tried to get his cousin Molly to take me in…” Mafalda chewed on her lip.

Millie was thoughtful, “You’re a Prewett. I believe that you are related to the Weasleys. With no living, official head of the Prewetts, I believe you would fall to the Weasleys. Unless…who was your grandmother?”

“I think her name was Lucretia. My father was born when she was very old…that’s why he says he has no magic.” Mafalda admitted quietly.

“Lucretia, I believe she was a Black before her Marriage. Her brother would have been the previous Lord Black Orion. His bonded was the granddaughter of Violetta Bulstrode who was a Great-Great Aunt of mine.” Millie frowned, “If there was a Lord Black they could speak for her. Knowing your father Giselle, it would be smarter to be claimed as pureblood. He would not take well to the joining of his blood to a dirty Halfblood. Since her father is a squib and her mother a Muggle, he would be more likely to force Greg to marry someone like Daphne who remains unbetrothed.”

Giselle frowned, “Why not Pansy?”

Millie smirked, “Miss ‘I shall be Lady Malfoy’ is carrying Vince’s twins. She’s furious and he’s as usually struck dumb. She’s mediocrely talented at best and he’s not much smarter then Marcus Flint.”

Mafalda giggled, “My greatest tormentor has ended up pregnant with the spawn of the least intelligent boy in her year? Aren’t Crabbe’s marks worse then Longbottom’s?”

Greg winced, “Yeah.”

Mafalda frowned, “You’re not stupid but I think he is. You’re dyslexic. There was a boy in my elementary that was dyslexic. I told you that. I’ve been helping you secretly with your classwork since my first year. I don’t have the second best marks in my year.”

Millie blinked, “Second? I know Lovegood is considered brilliant but odd but you’re second?”

Mafalda nodded, “Yes. Colin Creevey is third. But the Weasley slut is somewhere in the middle.”

“The girl weasel’s a slut?” Millie asked surprised.

“She’s been sleeping with that Ravenclaw Corner all year. A wonder she isn’t pregnant already. Everyone but her brothers know it.” Mafalda sneered.

Giselle shook her head, “With that many brothers you’d think they would be protective. Even Greg has his moments. He tried chasing all the guys off…”

“He didn’t go after me.” Millie smirked.

Greg swallowed, “I don’t have a death wish that’s why. Millie knows more spells then I do and her marks are high. She’d curse me inside out if I tried to keep you apart. Besides, I know you like her Giselle.”

Giselle blushed, “I care about her Greg.”

That was as close as most Slytherins got to admitting love…

“So what are we going to do?”

“There aren’t any Lords of the House of Black or Prewett to approach…”

“There is the House of Weasley.” Millie argued, “Since the daughter of the previous Lord Prewett bonded to the first born of the House of Weasley, there ought to be an heir out of one of Arcturus Weasley’s sons to assume the title. I say we write to Lord Weasley and ask for advice. The witch daughter of a squib can’t approach your father…she needs a powerful advocate.”

“I can give you a daughter Millie but you know I can’t give you a son. You need one to retain control of your father’s title.”

“I know that well…Millie is the dominant one but…if she agreed and well…Mafalda didn’t object I’d offer you my seed to try for a son. As long as you agreed to blood adopt sister.” Greg offered nervously.

Millie frowned, “I don’t like the idea of bearing a child myself but Giselle can’t carry your child. It would be the only way I could raise a son of my blood.”

Mafalda shrugged, “As long as you don’t sleep with her.”

Greg puffed himself up, “I, unlike my father am not the sort to have mistresses on the side.”

“It’s settled then. We’ll write to Lord Weasley together. I shall have to inform my father,”

“No.” Greg spoke up, “I shall write them both. I’ll need one of you to proof-read and edit the letter but I really ought to. It’s my duty as the heir to the House of Goyle. If I want Mafalda I’ll need to negotiate an advocate for her. I’ll write to your father, offering my support to your bonding and offering to assist you in siring an heir. With my support, he will be more likely to agree. I’m just worried with a daughter father will refuse to let me bond and claim my daughter will be a bastard. I don’t want that for them. It will be hard for them with my blood. Merlin knows Goyle wizards are not known for their intelligence.”

“With luck brother she’ll take after myself and Mafalda. I will enjoy getting to know ou sister.” Giselle said politely.

“As will I and I will be willing to assist you with the letters Greg since it is also for my benefit as well as Giselle’s/

XoooooX

Lavender hugged herself, pregnant with Ron’s child…

Ronald Weasley was the tallest boy in their year and he had dreamy blue eyes. He also was the sexiest Keeper in school. He looked so sexy in his Quidditch kit.

She’d always thought he was cute…she’d wanted him to ask her to the Yule Ball last year but he’d taken Padma.

Seamus had agreed to go with her but she knew it was merely for appearance’s sake. She’d stumbled upon then third year Colin Creevey refusing to attend with him because he would be the only one in a male-only couple. She’d offered to go with him when he seemed very upset. He’d accepted but only after repeatedly telling her it was ‘just as friends’. He was a talented dancer and witty conversationalist but he had missed the shy camera-obsessed kid who followed Potter around like a shadow.

Ron’s baby…

Healer Tonks explained it that for her to have Ron’s baby he had to like her too…

So why was he so upset about this? He liked her right?

She’d been working up the nerve to ask him out for weeks.

She’d caught Ron giving her admiring glances, he especially seemed to like most boys like staring at her breasts.

Lavender prided herself on having a set of lovely breasts and the prettiest hair in their year.

She’d write her daddy and explain things…

Surely, he’d talk to Ron’s father and grandfather for her.

Then Ron would see sense, recover from the shock and be her bonded.

A beautiful girl…

With her curls, maybe a hit of Ron’s red hair and those blue eyes…

She’d always liked the name Gwendolyn and Hyacinth was her favourite flower. Browns named their heiresses for flowers and their sons had nature names. Her brother was named Sorrell and her father was Linden. As a pureblood, her mother was Pauline and born of the House of Clearwater.

Which was why her brother was in Ravenclaw…probably. Everyone knew that Clearwaters were Ravenclaws…

He was shy and best friends with a Hufflepuff named Elijah who was supposedly Susan Bones’ little brother.

She and Pavarti her best friend were expecting babies together…

Pavarti was having a little girl too…

They would be best friends too…

Little Gwen and…whatever name that Pavarti and Dean choose.

Oh those two would have adorable babies…

Lavender hugged herself grinning.

Pavarti’s eyes, Dean’s curls and smile…they would be beautiful but not as pretty as her Gwen.

Well Mothers liked to believe theirs were the best…

Even if Gwen was the prettiest, she wouldn’t tell her best friend that her daughter was second-best. that just didn’t happen between friends.

XoooooX

Pansy was furious, shouting at Vince, “How dare you have dreams or fantasies about me!”

Vince rolled his eyes, “I can’t help it if I think you’re attractive. I’m not too stupid to realize that you have to find me attractive too for you to be having my kids. So much for your Lady Malfoy fairytale, you will have to settle for being Lady Crabbe. Since you don’t have a brother, one of my sons will become your father’s heir.”

“Daddy can’t make me bond to you.” Pansy pouted.

Vince sneered, “Really? Two sons? One of them would be his heir but only if he let you bond to me. If they were girls and he didn’t approve of me, Malcolm would send you away to have the child and make you give it up. Meanwhile all memory of you being pregnant would be forgotten. Father will be pleased, my bonding to a pureblood heiress and to make it sweeter, the daughter of a fellow Death Eater.”

“I won’t bond to you Vince, I won’t.” Pansy stomped.

Vince smirked, “We’ll see about that princess. I’ll be writing to my father and yours. They’ll be thrilled, our lines pureblood and secured for another generation.”

Pansy wailed.

Vince sauntered off.

Pansy Parkinson was his, it’s not like Draco wanted her so it wasn’t as if he was stilling a girl from his friend.

XoooooX

Angelina was furious.

Fred had cleared off weeks ago with George leaving during Ron and Harry’s Charms exam.

She’d struggled so hard this year to balance school and Quidditch during her NEWT year as well as being Head Girl.

She had been dating Fred but with all those responsibilities she’d barely had time for sex. The few times they had sex she’d cast the contraceptive charm herself.

This was so not fair!

How in Merlin’s name had she stayed pregnant while flying?

Everyone knew flying was dangerous when one was pregnant, how had she not miscarried?

She was supposed to try out for the Holyhead Harpies this summer! She couldn’t do that while pregnant. Even worse they wouldn’t even sign her on as a reserve if she were pregnant. It was looked down on to get pregnant in school…

Sure she adored Fred but babies weren’t in her plans until she was older and could afford to go on maternity leave.

He had no job, no income and he hadn’t received his NEWTS yet.

Sure they sat them because they were here during NEWT exams back in May but she just knew he didn’t take this seriously.

Her father would not approve of him…

She let out a soft sob…

This was not how her life was supposed to be…

XoooooX

Ginny was mad!

She didn’t believe for one moment that the stupid Lili-whatever it was called was responsible fore her pregnancy.

She tracked down Michael and dragged him to an empty classroom.

She put her hands on her hips and hissed, “I trusted you!”

Michael rolled his eyes, “I cast the contraceptive spell Ginny. A Lilithean can cause pregnancies despite that. It’s the nature of the creature it feeds on sexual energy but they aren’t supposed to be able to get through the wards. You’re good in bed but I didn’t really want to be a dad this young. I didn’t plan on being bonded to you either.”

“We’re both purebloods, we’re stuck together. Even if you’re bonded to someone else I’d be ruined.”

Michael snorted, “You’re already broken in and most wizards don’t really want leftovers. I’ll be informing my father. It’s too late to lose it Ginny so don’t even try. You’d kill yourself in the process.”

“You’re lucky I didn’t lose it flying.”

Michael glared, “If I’d known you were pregnant I’d have you kicked off the team so fast.”

Ginny hexed him; “It’s my choice if I fly.”

Michael retorted casting a shield, “Not if you were pregnant. I would have gone straight to Head Girl Johnson. As House Captain she’d be duty bond to take you off the team.”

Ginny stomped off, “I don’t want to bond to you. I’m supposed to be Lady Potter.”

Michael called after her, “As if Potter would want you after you’ve been pregnant with my kid. Wonder where he is anyway? Bet you he’s into blokes, he’s never once really ogled Brown or even Cho. He’s indifferent to them, unless he’s already got a thing going with Granger.”

Ginny spun around, “Hermione doesn’t like Harry. I’d know.”

“Yeah right. She spends a lot of time with him.”

“Hermione’s in love with my brother?”

“Fred? Hasn’t got a shot in hell. He’s wrapped around the Head Girl’s finger.”

Ginny snapped, “No, she likes Ron.”

Michael blinked at her, “What? Are you crazy? Why would she like him? He’s a terrible Keeper, he practically handed us our Match. We didn’t even need Cho to win. He has terrible marks. I’ve seen the P’s he’s been handed in Charms and Transfiguration. She ought to have been a Ravenclaw anyone with brains like hers. Protean charm? I remember what happened to poor Marietta.”

“She told on us. She deserved it.”

“You really are a vindictive little Weasel aren’t you.”

Ginny tried to cast another Bat Bogey Hex at him.

As her boyfriend, he’d learned the proper shield and cast it lazily to avoid it.

“You’re stuck with me Weasley. Get used to the idea of being Mrs. Ginevra Corner.”

“Never!”

Casting a shield on his back, Michael walked off snickering. He had no interest in bonding to her but he thought his daughter deserved better then to be treated like the unwanted bastard daughter of a slut so he’d agree to bond to her if only for the child’s sake.

He’d probably call her Michelle which was close to Michael anyway- he hated the name Michaela. He’d let Michelle have the middle name Ginevra for her mother although her would prefer something else.

A life bonded to Ginny Weasley; the fates must hate him. Why not someone smart and talented like Hermione Granger?

He would be a proper bonded, he would get a decent job and make money for his family after school.

He wished he’d never started seeing Ginny, after all someone that easy would never be an honourable Bondmate.

XoooooX

Deborah was thrilled; she caressed her stomach and thought how lucky she was.

Tonks' baby? When was her former Housemate at School? She hadn’t seen her or guessed she was around?

Sure she knew that the Auror was a Metamorphmagus…

Well there was that time that Tonks impersonated McGonagall to scare away Marcus Flint who was trying to bully her for being a cowardly duffer.

She’d become braver since then; after all she had to live up to her ancestress Helga’s reputation. Hufflepuff had become more confident since Cedric had been picked as the Hogwarts Champion last year.

It was sad he died just as he won…

She’d been one of the few witches in her House who wasn’t crushing on the rugged Seeker.

No she had a crush on Maxine’s predecessor Nymphadora Tonks. The older girl had been a thorn in the Weasley twins’ side.

Tonks had hand picked and trained Max and Tony as her replacements.

You would have thought that Tonks would have been named a prefect with her leadership skills but Professor Sprout had thought she was incorrigible. Tonks was a prankster…

Deborah groaned, Tonks’ daughter would be just like her she just knew it; a prankster and probably a Metamorphmagus with her luck.

“Hey Deb?”

Her musing was interrupted by her arrogant brother Zacharias who for whatever reason captain of their House team.

He was poor substitute/replacement for Cedric. Any current member of the team would have been a better choice. He’d kept the other three Chasers on the team and rotated them so he could play. It was a pity that rest of the House team would be forced to continue under his leadership.

Deborah sighed, “What do you want Zacharias?”

Zach scowled, “Megan’s pregnant.”

Deborah blinked, “What?”

Zach glared, “I said she’s pregnant and that Healer said it’s mine.”

Deborah groaned. “Dad’s going to have a heart attack.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m pregnant as well.”

Zacharias groaned, “Oh really? Whose the father?”

“It’s Tonks’ baby.”

Zacharias groaned, “You’re a knea…”

Deborah smacked him, “I won’t listen to you talk that way about us. I’ve not spoken to her in years. I didn’t even know she liked me. I’m still in shock.”

Megan Jones, a year mate of Zach’s said softly, “It’s boy.”

“We’re calling it David because I like the name and Jonathan for our father.” Zach smirked.

A boy…she might be carrying Tonks’ child but sons would be denied to them. They couldn’t conceive a son naturally and with Zach’s reaction it was improbable that he would help them. Besides, she doubted that Tonks would be willing carrying a child. It would be her…

“I suppose,” Zacharias said arrogantly, “I ought to write father to share the news. Your daughter’s sire might be an Auror but she still has a Muggleborn sire. It will cheapen the connection, after all her mother is a disgraced Slytherin.”

Deborah winced; sometimes she was ashamed of him. “I’ve met her mother. I like her.” Granted Healer Tonks was an intimidating person but she was obviously intelligent…

She only hoped that Tonks’ mother came to approve of her.

After all she did want to be a healer…

If only there was a head of the Black Family who would reinstate Tonks’ mother to the family, then perhaps things would be brighter…

A name rang in her heart, Channa. It meant grace and despite the difficulties she would face in the near future this little one felt like a gift from the fates, she’d been graced with the gift of Tonks’ daughter.

She knew that Tonks’ mother’s name was Andromeda and that was the name of a star.

Maybe Kimah, it was a female family name that was said to mean the Pleiades.

Channa Kimah was pretty…

XoooooX

Colin was pacing and waiting for Seamus to come back from the hospital wing.

He knew that Seamus had some suspicions of his origins. His boyfriend said that two Muggleborn wizards was impossible so he had to be related to a pureblood line somehow.

Seamus’ comment about wizards being able to have a baby without a girl scared him. He’d refused to have penetrative sex with Seamus despite his love for the older Gryffindor. He really loved him…he was still upset.

Pregnant…

How did he explain this to his Muggle father and brother?

He still didn’t understand how a guy had a baby anyway it was so far out of his imagining. Even if he secretly was happy that it was Seamus’ baby.

A little boy…

He snagged Seamus’ hand when the coffee-haired boy walked past, “Please can we talk?”

Seamus smirked, “So you’re the reason an incubus liked me?” he lifted him up and snogged him, “My baby? You are right? You’re having my baby?”al

Colin flushed and nodded.

Seamus spun around with him and then shifted him a little to throw an arm around his best friend Dean. “I’m going to be a da!”

Dean smirked, “So am I?”

Seamus punched him playfully in the shoulder. “Good for you. Pavarti? She’s cute for a girl but I’ve got a thing for sexy blondes.”

“What about Lavender?” Dean teased.

Seamus groaned, “You kidding? I was her pity date. Didn’t want to bandy it about back then but it’s true. I wanted to take Colin but he wouldn’t agree to come.”

“I was thirteen!” Colin protested, “I was still unsure about this. Sure I watched you about as much as Harry but…I just wasn’t ready to admit to liking blokes. I was also embarrassed to be the only male date of a bloke.”

Seamus kissed him, “I know, it’s okay. You’re mine mo chuisle.”

Colin shivered.

“I think we should call him Colm Shamus.”

Dean laughed at him, “What are you a narcissist Shay?”

“Shut up what are you calling your daughter?” The Irish Quidditch freak shot back.

“Parma for Pavarti’s mum.”

The girl beside him blinked, “How did you know what my mother’s name is?”

Dean smirked, “Overheard you talking to Lavender about family names once. I know your dad’s name is Kamal.”

“Parma Deanna sounds nice.” Seamus teased.

“Was thinking Melinda.” Dean groused.

“Pari Melinda would be a pretty name.” Pavarti offered

“Oh Pavarti thinks you’ll give her only girls!” Seamus snickered.

Dean punched him in the shoulder; “You’re just trying to make me jealous because you’re having a son.”

Seamus snorted, “You’re very much mistaken, girls are rare for us. It’s hard for wizard couples to have them.”

Pavarti nodded, “It’s sad but true. Since Seamus is your best friend, he’s our daughter’s godfather right Dean?”

Dean smirked, “Only if I’m Colm’s godfather.”

“What about a godmother?”

Pavarti chuckled, “It has to be Lavender, she’s my best friend.”

Colin blushed, “I don’t have a close female friend to ask.”

“Well, you could ask Harry. Its considered an honour and I don’t think he would refuse. We are sort of friends through D.A.” Seamus offered.

“Don’t you have to have one of each gender?”

Seamus shook his head, “They are usually close relations or friends, and sometimes one asks a co-worker or a boss. My godparents are my maternal aunt and uncle. The bearer chooses a person to offer magic to protect the child and the sire does as well. If anything happens to the parents it is the godparents who step in as guardians for the child. I’d trust Dean with our child and he better trust me.”

Pavarti teased, “What if I wanted to let Padma raise Parma instead?”

Dean whistled, “Mother’s wishes supersede mine, if she wants Padma then I’ll have agree.”

The four were rather happy, even though Dean and Pavarti’s unexpected baby girl sort of tied them together. They hadn’t actually confessed feelings for each other.

Dean chuckled, “Well Pavarti now you know why I called you and Padma the prettiest girls in our year.”

Pavarti blushed. “I would have agreed to go with you if you’d asked before Harry did.”

Dean shook his head, “And deny our champion that honour of your companionship at the Ball? I wouldn’t be so cruel.”

“Where were you anyway?” Seamus asked, “I saw you for a while but you disappeared.”

“I took Susan but she spent the whole time staring at a Weasley. I think Calibom is an estranged cousin, the twins never talked about him. I left early and went to draw up in the common room. She didn’t even notice I left.” Dean shrugged

“A pity you didn’t rescue me from Harry.” Pavarti pouted, “He was a terrible dancer and didn’t want to have any fun. He’s a nice guy but a terrible date.” She scowled, “I felt terrible for bullying Padma into coming. She was miserable because she wasn’t coming with her best friend. I don’t think Su came. I don’t know what Lavender sees in Ron…”

The other three shrugged.

“It is a pity that Hermione likes him so much and Lavender is having his baby.” Dean said shaking his head.

Seamus rolled his eyes, “He was furious. Like it’s Lavender’s fault. I wonder if Harry’s pregnant too. He disappeared so abruptly.”

“Harry? It couldn’t be Cho’s. They had a shouting match over the Marietta incident. If he's pregnant that means he likes a guys. ” Pavarti reminded them.

“I think he likes Malfoy.” Colin piped up.

The other three let out mixed noises of astonishment.

Seamus gaped at his boyfriend, “Are you crazy Colin? They hate each other…”

Colin laughed, “You haven’t see the looks Harry gives Malfoy then.”

“The go choke on a flobberworm?” Seamus said weakly.

Colin smirked, “Nope, the oh please fuck me look. They practically flirt during a match.”

“Then why did Draco get Harry tossed off the team?” Dean frowned.

“Well it’s dangerous to fly while pregnant?” Seamus coughed.

“Maybe it wasn’t his intention. He was furious at every match Ginny played. He bullied Ron because he’s terrible. Ron can’t guard to save his life. He needed to be the one banned for Quidditch for life.” Colin said sternly, “Because of him and without Harry we were dead last this year for the Quidditch cup. I think Malfoy was trying to goad Ron, we all know he has a temper. It was just bad luck that it was Harry and the twins who got in trouble. Besides, Harry wasn’t as involved as the twins. I have the pictures to prove it.”

The four headed back to Gryffindor Tower still arguing the probability of Harry and Malfoy being a couple.

Colin supported it because he thought it was true and Pavarti because she thought they would be cute together. It would be romantic if rivals became lovers in the end.

Seamus disliked Malfoy and thought he was a right nasty bully who had it out for all Gryffindors. If it was true, he’d deal with it because he considered Harry a friend and if Malfoy did make Harry happy he was okay with that.

Dean didn’t think much of Malfoy as a person but as an artist he had to admit that Malfoy was aesthetically pleasing. He could understand why someone who find him comely. As Harry’s friend his happiness was important. Knowing Pavarti liked him back made him in such a good mood that he had a hard time thinking about hating anyone.

XoooooX

Cedrella Weasley formerly of the House of Black hadn’t visited the Weasley Family tapestry since she checked to see what Arthur’s irritating bonded Mary was expected when she was last pregnant.

She still detested that brat.

Who used nefarious means to sleep with your brother’s betrothed to have their child?

She stole her brother’s lover by whimpering when they threatened to take her child and have her arrested for rape. Her son was too soft-hearted by half and lied, he claimed he’d been drinking underage and they’d ended up sleeping together. He claimed to have ‘just’ remembered though it was a bit hazy.

Gideon had been heartbroken and the news of his supposed death had taken the life out of her son.

Soon after that he was reassigned to a department of magical law enforcement with less prestige then the Auror department.

The tapestry was free from dust.

Cedrella knew of William and Charles’ former paramours.

Fleur and William met properly at Gringotts. There was a party to welcome new employees.

Someone spiked the drinks and her usually responsible grandson ended up in bed with the young intern. Fleur and William struck up a friendship and were soon dating. William introduced her to his grandfather who approved of her immediately.

William had been annoyed with his mother so with only them in attendance as his family, William had married the pretty Veela. It had been a simple ceremony in France.

They were expecting a little girl in November.

Now Charles claimed he met Viktor over dinner during the Tournament before the First Task. His boss, the head of the Dragon Preserve was Dragomir Ionescue and he was Viktor’s uncle. Dragomir was Viktor’s mother’s elder brother.

Charles was surprisingly pregnant with Viktor’s son. It had taken them by surprise, Charles was a tall strong man- well he was just shy of six feet.

Cedrella approached the tapestry.

There was William’s son: Louis Arthur.

A peace offering for not inviting his own father to his bonding?

Charles’ was Alexis Mark- Weasleys and Prewetts often chose Arthurian names so Mark was clearly a tribute to that. Alexis was an eastern European name so it must have been chose for that reason.

She already knew about George’s little girls but she found she actually approved of the names- though she was sure that George and Brecc had yet to talk.

Fenice Clarissa and Galiene Davina Montague.

Fenice meant Phoenix, which was both an Arthurian name and a constellation. Clarissa was also an Arthurian name as was Galiene. Davina met beloved…George must truly care for the Montague heir…

However she did not expect to see quite so many additional names on the tapestry.

She did know about Andret’s child with the Clearwater heiress.

Cedrella did not approve of Penelope! It didn’t matter in the least that they related through marriage anyway. Penelope had tried and failed to seduce her grandson Percival. After Andret admitted to worrying over her petrifaction Penelope had stopped being friends with Percival and attached herself to Andret. Percival had been secretly seeing Oliver Wood, her niece Cassiopeia had admitted to her grandson’s attraction. It was rather curious that her great-great nephew would in all probability become her grandson-in-law.

That is if her terribly insecure but brilliant grandson would admit he loved Oliver.

While she disliked Mary, the rift between her son Arcturus and Percival would not be allowed to last much longer.

She also knew of Calibom’s daughter with the Bones heiress Susan, it seemed that they were to be calling her Andrea Aimee. Hmm…

Andrea was similar to Andret, a feminine form if you would and Aimee was French for much loved? Perhaps a tribute to Susan’s feelings for her grandson?

She was not expecting all of her grandson through Arthur minus Percival and Dennis to be expecting children.

Fredrick was apparently expecting a daughter Clarine Lorena with the current Head Girl Angelina Johnson.

Ronald who had dismal grades and was handing her former House Slytherin the Quidditch cup because he failed to live up to William’s skill as a Keeper was expecting a daughter Gwendolyn Hyacinth with the Brown heiress Lavender.

Ginevra was pregnant by a relative nobody named Michael Corner; their daughter’s name seemed to be Michelle Ginevra.

She was rather annoyed with this bothersome creature.

She was grateful that its appearance had resulted in Gideon’s return to the bosom of the family but to be expecting great-grandchildren from almost all her grandchildren was very annoying. If only for the reasons that the birthdays would be close together…

Colin was pregnant? He was older then Ginny supposedly but he was having a son like his elder half-brothers.

Then again considering that his name was joined to a Seamus Finnigan was it no wonder it was a boy? A Colm Shamus…

Thank Merlin that Dennis and Percival weren’t having children yet…

XoooooX

Harry was curled up next to Draco in the front parlour with a book on healing. He had a bowl of strawberries in his lap and he was nibbling on them himself as well as absently feeding his bonded them.

Draco had an arm around his waist, behind his back and gently rubbed his stomach.

He was rewarded once in a while with a kick.

Harry closed his book, “I was wondering something.”

Draco nuzzled his neck, “Wondering what?”

“How Sirius’ Family Tapestry knew what we were calling our sons before we even knew about them.”

Draco laughed, “It’s a special sort of magic, lost to an extent. A true family tapestry can predict Bondings and declare children before the couples in question know themselves. Sirius mentioned the other day that his mother hadn’t known she was pregnant with his brother until she walked into the library one morning and there was his name: Regulus Cygnus.”

“Why would we chose the names Scorpius Aurelian and Orion Lucian?” Harry asked curiously.

“Scorpius because it’s my favourite constellation and star names are a Black family tradition. Aurelian is a family name amoung the Princes, which is Uncle Severus’ family. I would have chosen it in honour of my godfather. Sirius is the closest thing to a true father you have so I suspect you chose his middle name subconsciously in his honour. As for Lucian it is related to Lucius so perhaps my father?”

Harry snorted, “You’re full of yourself, isn’t Lucius your middle name?”

Draco blinked, “Yes it is. How did you know?”

Harry smirked, “You told me once in a dream I think. Perhaps, I named Orion Lucian for you, but honoured your father indirectly.”

Draco just had to snog his cheeky mate for that.

It was getting closer to July…he couldn’t wait to for Harry to have their sons. If only so he could take Harry to bed and ravish him again. He missed the series of mind blowing orgasms his mate could wring from him.

“No dirty thoughts.” Harry teased.

Draco smirked, “With a mate who possesses such a delicious arse it’s hard not to think such thoughts.”

Harry kissed him lightly, “Soon…I miss you making love to me too. Imagine how explosive it will be. Our bonding consummation was more than I dreamt it could be.”

Draco caressed his belly, “It will be twice as enjoyable now that I know what you like.”

Harry flushed, “Please don’t tease. A few weeks of blowjobs and wanking will only scratch the itch, not satisfy it.”

Draco snickered, “I would prefer that it keeps you from begging me for what we both want by making the waiting more bearable. Devious Morganna, not only while I be thrilled to have your completely after Scorpius and Orion are born hopefully I can talk you into coming away with me for a few days. So we can have a proper honeymoon.”

Harry frowned, “I couldn’t leave our sons.”

Draco kissed him, “Andromeda thought after a few weeks of no sleep you’d welcome it. Your mother took a few days and let Andromeda watch you when you were a baby. Between being in hiding and a infant, she needed a small vacation to regroup.”

“They left me?”

Draco sighed, “they were young and both their parents were dead. It’s common to let a house elf be the primary caregiver until the child is older. Dippy raised me and cared for me. She still looks after me but she would love to look after our sons.”

“I can’t leave our sons alone.” Harry whispered.

Draco cradled his mate’s face in his hand, “Harry listen to me, we’re only fifth years. In September we’ll be sixth years, we have two years of instruction left. We’ll have to return to Hogwarts. How can you handle a baby and school if Dippy doesn’t watch them?”

“I’ll watch them.”

The young couple had been so engrossed in themselves- no offence meant but it was true, that they forgot Remus was in the room.

Harry bit his lip, “I can’t ask you to do that…”

Remus smiled, “It would be a pleasure. I spent some time at the house so your parents couldn’t sleep. James tried to care for you and protect you but sometimes he didn’t want to let go of you. He would stay up all night sometimes to make sure that you were alive and breathing. Lily had to cast sleep spells on him so he wouldn’t exhaust himself. Sometimes she’d cuddle up and take a nap with him, other times she’d end up in one of her labs.”

“Labs?” Harry asked curiously.

“She worked for the Department on Experimental Charms before your were born. Lily was also quite fond of Potions and had a Potions lab. She found brewing to be relaxing while charms was stimulating.”

Harry pondered this tidbit about his parents.

“I don’t mind. You’d still have Dippy during the day.” Draco decided to agree, saying he didn’t trust Remus would led to an argument. Besides, he hadn’t disliked the man as a teacher. His main reason for being nice was that he was pretty sure that Uncle Severus liked him despite his gruffness.

“Except during the full moon.” Harry said softly. “Only because I think Remus would feel safer that way.”

Remus flushed and nodded, “I don’t know my own strength too close to then."

Harry yawned, snuggling up to Draco.

Draco stroked his hair and softly whispered a song Dippy sang that him when he was small.

Harry drifted off to sleep quickly.

“They must have tired him out.” Remus said softly.

“It will be better on his body to have them but he will suffer lack of sleep.” Draco observed quietly.

“Between Dippy and myself you’ll be alright.” Remus said sagely.

“I only hope you and Father are bonded soon. If only to have my happiness.”

Draco was still hurt his mother abandoned him.

It was Sirius who explained it to him, for which he was grateful even if it hurt.

Merlin knows his father wouldn’t discuss it….

Draco kissed Harry’s temple and closed his eyes.

Suddenly a nap seemed like a marvellous idea…

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

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ChaosLady - my apologies, Hermione was crying as you can see in this chapter because she wasn't pregnant. Ron didn't return her sexual attraction. He was blinked by Lander's good looks and look where it got him.

Diana - Here it is!

delia cerrano - I believe Blaise's twin boys were discovered during Harry's reception. They are Perseus Enzo and Balen Nathan. Nathan is for Adrian's father Nathaniel. Enzo is Blaise's middle name and Balen is the name of his grandfather who he doesn't know. Not sure why they chose Perseus except because I like the name for Blaise's firstborn. Oh Arthur is in for it. Especially when he finds out that his eldest were bonded and he wasn't invited. She's going to feel very old when he hears about all of his soon-to-be born grandchildren. George is give birth first of course. Molly will finally be punished fore what she did to Arthur and her own brother- that is when Arthur tells her that they are done. by finally telling the truth about what she did and with the cooperation of Septimus and Gideon he can be free of Molly.
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