Adult-FanFiction.org : Harry Potter

Be careful what you wish for	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 38839 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 11
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter francise does not belong to me. I own only the plotof which I make no money.

Chapter List
- 17
- 18
- 19
Title: Be careful what you wish for

Pairing: HarryxDraco, growing HarryxBlaise and mentions of past HarryxGinny and past DracoxBlaise, RonxHermione

Fandom: Harry Potter

Summary: Non-Epilogue compliant post-Battle of Hogwarts fic. What sort of Future does Harry create by fighting for justice for Slytherins after he survives defeating Voldy?

A/N: This Chapter is dedicated to Mya Malfoy who left a wonderful review.

Chapter 18

Bill made his way carefully to the pens mentioned.

As a Curse Breaker, he’d entered tombs guarded by Dragons so he knew better then non-tamers how defensive and often protective they could be.

“Viktor, you must never go closer then this without me. It will take them so time to get used to you. Norberta is extremely protective right now. Norwegian Ridgebacks have extremely volatile tempers and they are even worse when they are nesting. Do you understand?”

Bill remembered that professor like aura when Charlie was teaching Fred to fly. They- himself and George were more alike in temperament since George more studious but was bent like Charlie.

“I understan. I may hab more affinity to zem zen yoo might gess Charlie.”

Was that Viktor Krum? He vaguely remembered hearing him talk during the family visit with his mother before the Third Task. Why was the World’s Greatest Seeker interning at Charlie’s Dragon Preserve?

“Perhaps, until you are a junior Keeper if you get then you must always be with your trainer-mentor. It is the rules and they exist for your protection.”

Bill called out in calm voice but a tone not likely to infuriate the nesting dragon. “Hey Charlie?”

Charlie spun around red-faced and exceedingly nervous,. “Bill? What are you doing here? Is everything alright at home? Did something happen to mum? Is dad okay? Had George hurt himself? Did Fleur have the baby?”

The Viktor he had been speaking to, turned around, “Fleur? Fleur Delacour? My fellow Champion?”

Charlie nodded, “Yes, she is my brother’s bonded.”

“Fleur iz pregnant?”

Bill grinned, “It’s a girl!”

“She had it then?” Charlie asked grinning.

Bill shook his head, “I have even better news.”

Charlie stared at him, confusion written all over his face. “What could be better news?”

“If we could all have one wish what would it be?” Bill asked quietly.

“To have Fred alive again.”

Bill smirked, “Well it just so happens that the spell he was hit with was the Buried Alive curse. One that I had heard about and it became a particular favourite of the Death Eater who tried to curse Percy. It seems our little brat of a brother had a Leprechaun Hair wand.”

“Those are very rare…” Viktor said stiffly, “I’ve never heard of a wand like that.

“Probably from the same person who made Fleur’s wand.” Bill shrugged.

“So what does the wand have to do with anything?” Charlie asked thoroughly confused.

Bill chortled, “He broke it! The curse! He broke the Buried Alive Curse!” he danced in circles, “Fred isn’t dead!”

Charlie staggered, and was caught by Viktor, “You must be kidding.”

Bill shook his head grinning, “I’m serious. You’re welcome to come back to WWW with me. Fred’s there right now with Hermione.”

Viktor frowned, “Hermyonie?”

Bill nodded and then grimaced, “Ron’s been cheating on her and actually hurt her. Fred’s sworn to take care of her; she’s staying there and even has a job. Well she hasn’t started yet but still.”

“Ron?” Viktor asked sharply, “Ze weaselly redhead?”

Charlie growled, “That useless git actually hit her?”

Bill shook his head, “He shoved her into the corner of a counter and she’s got a hell of a knot on her head. He’s feeding her well, letting her rest and giving her potions so she’ll get better.”

“What’s wrong with her?” Charlie asked worried.

Viktor seemed also more than a little distressed but was still supporting Charlie who had yet to gain his balanced.

Bill looked around nervously, “Ron got her pregnant…Fred’s going to adopt the child and Bond to her.”

Viktor nodded, “Was zhis Fred ze one who came to ze ball with zat lovely lady with dark skin?”

Bill smiled, “His ex Angelina; a lovely young lady but not someone who Fred truly cared for. I still can’t believe mum thought she could make George bond to her.”

Charlie snorted, “George is so bent…”

Boll snickered, “Takes one to know one right?”

Charlie turned as red as his hair, “William Bronwen Weasley!”

Bill saw Viktor Krum of all people giving his brother an appraising look. He remembered all too well the Quidditch World Cup and he remembered that Charlie was not affected by the Veela supporters like he and Ron were. Fred wasn’t …because he was busy staring at Hermione. George was busy staring at the Irish Chasers…he smirked, “What Charles Hector Weasley? “

Charlie scowled, “I don’t like broadcasting such things!” he realized Viktor was still supporting him and tried to wiggle free.

Viktor slowly let go of Charlie, “It ez no problem for me. Durmstrang we swing boz wayz. Some find zhey like wizards better in bed.” He shrugged.

Bill was certain that was Viktor Krum’s way of admitting he was bent. “ I did cast a silencing charm first Charlie. I’m not a total git. You don’t get to be Head Boy usually without learning when to be careful about discussing sensitive personal issues.”

Charlie was still highly uncomfortable, “You’re serious though? Fred is alive?”

Bill chuckled, “You want to see him for yourself? Perhaps, Viktor would like to see Hermione and make sure she’s alright? It’s been a while since you’ve seen her right?”

Viktor grinned, “I’m sure my uncle Dragomir would let us use hiz floo.”

Bill nodded, “the shop’s floo is probably closed but we could floo to Diagon Alley anyway.”

Charlie swallowed, “I have to see for myself that Fred is alive…”

Bill slipped an arm over Charlie’s shoulder, “Well come on then.” Nonverbally cancelling his privacy charm.

As they headed back the preserve’s office the three didn’t notice the vicious glare aimed at Viktor.

XoooooX

George, Harry and Blaise made their way to the Villa’s library where Harry, Draco and Seamus were studying for their NEWTS. Dennis was studying for his Fourth Year tests so he can start his Fifth Year work.

Blaise thought how sad it was that the obviously intelligent Muggleborn’s education had been interrupted by the war. To do two years worth of study in one year to catch up with his Halfblood and pureblood fellow students, took serious concentration and determination.

George was all smiles as he threw his arms around Seamus and kissed his cheek, “I’ve just heard the best news ever!”

Seamus covered George’s hands with his own, “What would that be?”

“Fred is alive. He was just under a curse! He wants to talk to all us about what to do with the shop. We’ve always wanted to have more staff involved with product creation. Harry do you want to work with our Defense products like the shield hats, gloves and the like to make them better? You are the best at Defence.”

Harry inclined his head in agreement. “I’d love to be involved with Defence products. It’s a great field that widens our customer base. Didn’t you two mention that the Ministry were buying them as quickly as you could produce them?”

Seamus chewed on his lip, “Fred’s alive?”

Dennis dropped his book in shock.

Somehow Harry just realized that the news might not be so happy for Seamus and Dennis. They had lost a brother and a lover that would not be coming back…

George nodded, “I almost didn’t believe it until Bill reminded me that I never felt that he was. I’m his twin I would have known.” He kissed him rapturously. “Are you still wanting to create fireworks for us?

Seamus nodded swallowing, “Yes…but...” then his voice broke.

George frowned confused and then let go, “I’m sorry. I didn’t think…”

Dennis sighed, “I can understand. I would be excited if it were my brother who was returning from the dead. One would be too excited to think how that sort of news would affect someone who suffered a similar blow and was not so lucky.” He stood, “Colm should be waking. I’ll see to him. I need a break anyway.”

Blaise nodded when Dennis left.

Andromeda walked in with Teddy who was eating voraciously. “Look who is awake?”

Harry grinned and held out his arms but Draco rose and took Teddy instead.

“What were you doing boys?”

“Fred’s alive. It’s the best news. We’re discussing how to put the shop back together.”

“What about buying up Zonko’s?” Harry asked, “I’ll invest my profits into the purchase.”

“I own property I inherited from my father in Rue de Leon. With the two-point spell we can have multiple storefronts. They can purchase from us at the Diagon Alley until we have the money, product and staff to run them independently.”

George was surprised, “Truly? You have property in France? That is cool. Since Bill was Bonded to Fleur I have been interested in possibly having a shop there. Are you really interested in our shop that much?”

Blaise smirked, “Of course. I already said as much. That is if you will be interested in hiring a Slytherin Transfiguration Master.”

George grinned, “Of course. If I trust that you’ll be good to my brother Harry, I don’t see why I can’t trust you at the shop.”

“What about me?” Draco asked; Teddy cradled in his arms, one hand supporting the boy’s head and the other holding the bottle.

“Well the fireworks and transfiguration related products are under Fred’s creation. The potions like the daydreams, and the Skiving Snackboxes, I add a potion to the candy that can make them have nosebleeds and stop them “

Draco laughed, “While I don’t approve of skipping classes it is ingenious. So I’ll be working under or with you?”

Seamus glared at him, “With surely.”

George blushed, “Yes, with.” Blushed, “Why would I work over Draco Malfoy? He belongs to Harry. That’s Harry’s job…”

Harry yelped, “George…”

Draco smirked.

Blaise chuckled, “He works under me as well.”

Harry turned as red as George’s hair and hid his face in his hands.

“So I’ll have an extra pair of hands working on the products under my responsibility.” George grinned. “With Blaise and Seamus working for Fred he’ll be free to spend more time with the customers.”

Harry finally calmed his embarrassment, “We have Hermione too. She’ll probably do the books or something.”

George waved his hand, “She’s Fred’s employee. I’m definitely hiring Harry and Draco. Seamus and Blaise will be working for Fred mostly. We are meeting with Fred tomorrow to discuss how to make our new creation team work.”

Harry swallowed, “I don’t know how I will handle seeing Hermione. We haven’t really spoken since I told them I was coming here with Draco, Andromeda and Teddy. I am not sure what to say to her.”

Draco sighed, “As much as I disliked Weasel, the know-it-all and Weaselette, I know that the weasel and the Know-it-all meant something to you. One couldn’t watch you all the time and not know that. I may never have liked Weasel but you are probably going to remain friends with her. I never liked her but I suppose I could learn to tolerate her”

Harry leaned over to kiss his cheek and play with Teddy’s hair, “Thank you…” he frowned, “I won’t be asking you to make nice with Ron. I don’t think I’ll be able to look at him without wanting to knock him on his arse.”

Seamus frowned, “What did the idiot do now?”

“Dump Hermione after cheating on her and hurt her. She’s pregnant.”

Seamus growled, “No one should hurt someone they are in a relationship with. Cheating is unforgivable! So is abuse of a lover, much less a pregnant one. I would never do that to someone I did or had cared about.”

Draco shrugged, “Weasel has never cared about anyone other that himself. He is always trying to make himself more important. When he feels slighted he’ll abandon even his best friend.”

“He actually abandoned Hermione and I while we were travelling during the war.” Harry frowned, “I really thought he and Hermione made up. I can’t believe would cheat on her.”

George snorted, “Who was it Lavender? He’s always been trying to get in her knickers. He never really broke up with her. He went after Hermione because he wanted to one up you Harry. He wanted to let everyone think she was his territory, you and Krum but he really only cared about Lavender that is if he could truly care for anyone. He let her think he was really in love with Hermione to see how she would take it. He told her that he was just playing with Hermione. They’ve been sleeping together off and on for years. I think his intention was to leave Hermione so devastated that she never was with anyone else.”

Harry growled, “That prat! That is unforgivable. I hope Fred keeps his word because I’ll never let her go back to Ron.”

Draco shook his head, “I never realized what truth I spoke that day. That Harry would regret being Weasel’s friend. If I found out someone had done that to say Daphne I would have cut them off.

“Speaking of Slytherins’ what happened to Greg?” Blaise asked.

Draco frowned, “Oh that. During the battle Giselle showed up, she portkeyed out with him.”

Blaise’s eyes widened, “Millie’s girl? I knew she ran to avoid being forced to bond to a Death Eater.”

“She and Giselle left abruptly to avoid that fate. They were in Australia last I heard. Greg mentioned they were bonded once. I guess she took Greg because the Australian Ministry has a no extradition policy. Millie is the only child of her parents despite having a family estate entailed upon the male line. While she can’t inherit she would have to bond to a male to have a son and we all knew she’s been with Giselle since they were both fourteen.”

Blaise nodded, “No wonder her parents tried to prevent it. Witch couples can’t have male children. Even using a hermaphrodite potion they can only conceive female offspring.”

“Yet if Millie actually agreed to carry a child, Greg could donate his seed which would allow her a better chance of an heir. For all Greg’s faults, he and Giselle were close. He would understand what was at stake.”

“Wasn’t Greg sentenced to Azkaban?” Harry asked frowning.

Blaise sighed, “In absentee you know. Your idiot friend testified against him.”

Draco frowned, “But Greg wasn’t the one who cast the curse. It was Vince.”

Blaise growled, “Vince was born cruel. He took great enjoyment it causing others harm. Greg sort of got caught up in it. He always was a bit dragged along. Unlike Vince, he wasn’t really stupid; he just had difficulty reading. He was always so embarrassed, I tried to help but he had difficulty finding the time and help to study properly.

“Have you tried to contact him?” Harry asked, “Was he forced to be a Death Eater too?”

Draco frowned, “I don’t know. I never asked. One might say we were all swept up in patriotic fervour, the honour of being giving such a task. As time passed and my attempts to kill Dumbledore failed causing harm to others I was having difficulty dealing with it. If I didn’t have to worry about my Aunt killing mother on the Dark Lord’s order I would have abandoned the cause. Between Pansy and Vince I had little choice, Greg seemed more and more distant as time passed. I wonder if he was threatened, the only person they needed to threat was Giselle. I’ve never seen two siblings so close. There was barely a year between them, Giselle was sickly as a child but grew stronger as she got older. She was in the year before us and was a prefect.”

“I don’t remember her…” Harry said shaking his head.

“She was rather quiet, she and Millie were nigh inseparatable. Best friends and all that. If Millie had been born one day earlier, she would have been in Giselle’s year instead of ours. Millie has always been more boyish then feminine, her father always lamented that she wasn’t born a boy. It created such distance between them, he wanted her to be a boy and her mother wanted her to be more ladylike. I pitied her.”

Blaise snorted, “Millie would have been incensed to hear that. She was one of the purebloods who never showed up Platform Nine and Three-Quarters our last year. Greg wouldn’t talk about; he just simmered every time Pansy or Vince called Giselle and Millie traitors. He once actually cursed Vince for it. Vince told the Carrows who allowed him to get his revenge by cursing Greg black and blue.”

“Perhaps,” Harry said dryly, “We ought to return to Britain. Blaise has unfinished business there due to Astoria and we’ll want to return to WWW to start work anyway. I will talk to Kingsley about a new trial for Greg. He didn’t cast the Fiendfyre and doesn’t deserve to be punished for something he didn’t do.” He smirked, “I can’t hold all my votes since there is a limit of how many votes can be cast. I would allow Draco to vote for the Malfoys. Andromeda can take the Black vote. I will retain the Potter and Peverell. Blaise how would you like to be Lord Zabini? I’m considering granting you either the Crouch or the Lestrange title.”

“Harry if Lady Augusta had been granted her Rite of Blood Feud against the House Lestrange the Title and Estate would have passed to Neville.”

Harry pondered this, “Perhaps, Neville should have it. I can grant it myself as Lord Black. I took it based on Bellatrix’s previous status as a Black Heiress. Perhaps, it would help heal the wounds the Lestranges gave by permanently damaging his parents.”

“If we do choose to return, George can stay with us at Marcheness.” Seamus spoke up, “After all it seems that his room at the shop is occupied. I doubt he’ll want to return home…”

Harry chuckled, “he can stay with you or he can stay at Baskerville Hall with us.”

George swallowed, “I’d like to stay with Seamus…if it’s not too much of an imposition.”

Seamus smirked, “It won’t be. I’m sure my grandfather would enjoy your company. He wasn’t much of a pureblood centric person but my courting of a pureblood would soothe his ruffled feathers. He worried that my siring am illegitimate son with a Muggleborn would impede my chances of a proper bonding.”

“He can’t inherit if he’s not blood adopted can he?” George asked quietly.

Seamus shook his head frowning.

George swallowed, “I have no interest in wiping out Colin’s connection with your family. Colm is all you have to remember him besides memories. I wouldn’t be adverse to a legal adoption but blood adoption would hurt Dennis. I think he’s already suffered enough…”

“So we are returning?” Draco asked.

“So it seems…” Andromeda said stiffly.

“You are welcome to stay longer if you like. I shall be accompanying Harry if he returns.” Blaise shrugged.

“I take it you are accepting Blaise’s Courtship if you are considering granting him a title.” Andromeda ignored the invitation for now.

Harry blushed, “I am satisfied that they are both serious in both their intentions and affections. We would do more good in Britain then vacationing here away from it all. I do miss Hermione, Neville and Luna…”

“Are we returning engaged?” Draco asked curious.

Harry nodded, “You will be allowed to vote on the expectation that you go to Gringotts and do what is needed to hold the title in their eyes.”

“What about me? If I am granted the Crouch title, I have no blood ties to that house so I can’t sit the trials.”

Andromeda spoke up, “When a title switches blood or is granted to a member of the family due to marriage it is customary to create your own trial to decide whether future heirs are eligible to hold the title in truth. You must decide a new crest and what blessing passing the trial grants the heir. The Crouch title was entailed upon the male line, as the Head of a newly recognized title and pureblood line,”

“I am a Halfblood…” Harry frowned.

Andromeda waved her hand, “That matters not. Your grandfather Charlus sanctioned the Bonding, unlike my aunt. He was never declared a bloodtraitor nor was he maligned for his choice. Lily was so powerful that her blood status was ignored. By bonding to two purebloods, you will reclaim your line and there is no reason why your children would not be accepted at purebloods. While the Malfoy Family is looked down upon at present, being the bonded of the Saviour will negate that. Blaise while a Slytherin was never a Death Eater so he will emerge unscathed by this. Unless you make yourselves equals, the ties between House Zabini and House Malfoy will be seen as subject to the Head of the Houses of Potter, Peverell and Black.”

Harry smirked, “Not if I return the House of Black to you. With your Bonding sanctioned and your acknowledgement as a Black heiress, you can control the Title and Estate until Teddy is of age. I’ll retain the Peverell and Potter votes. Draco can hold the Malfoy title along with the Prince one and Blaise will be Head of his own House. Draco will be seen as under my authority until his probation is over but between us he will be able to make his own decisions with little input or control on my part.”

Andromeda swallowed, “You want to give me control of the House of Black? That would make Aunt Walburga roll in her grave.”

“It would give Bellatrix a stroke and Sirius would be thrilled.” A snicker escaped Harry, “It would prove that I’m not kidding about being a thorn in the side of the Ministry. It is about time I started attending to my Wizengamot duties…”

Andromeda wondered just what sort of a man that Harry would become in the wake of the war…

XoooooX

After bidding Bill goodbye, Fred put the implements for blood scrying away and went to clean up his office. Deciding against scrubbing by hand, he took out his wand and banished the dust and cast Tergeo, a housekeeping charm to polish the wood, clean the windows and make it look more lived in than abandoned.

Then the former Gryffindor Beater turned to the mess of parchment on the desk.

He hadn’t realized the floo was open when it flared green some when. It was near dark by then.

Out stepped Percy and Oliver.

Percy gasped, “You really are alive…”

Fred rose and took three long strides before hugging his brother, “Sorry it took me so long to break the curse. What happened was never your fault prat.” He playfully slugged Oliver in the shoulder, “Don’t stand there gaping like a Hufflepuff after Harry won us the match.”

Oliver gave him a huge bear hug. “I was stunned to find Percy pacing in our flat after I got back from Scamander. He said you were alive but I had a hard time believing it.”

Fred smirked, “So Lee did it then? He talked Angelina into bonding to him?”

Oliver nodded, “He couldn’t contact George and asked me to stand up for him. Alicia was Angelina’s witness. I hade no clue that Katie and Alicia were lovers…”

Fred burst into hysterical laughter, “You didn’t? Merlin George and I caught them making out more than half a dozen times in school. Angelina didn’t know until she tried to hook George and Alicia up. To think that they were both bent makes it all the more funny…”

“Alicia and George that’s too hilarious for words…” Oliver chuckled.

“This isn’t really comfortable for talking. Why don’t we retire to my living room?”

“Hermione is?” Percy asked.

“Resting I hope.” Fred’s eyes darkened with anger, “I better not see Ron anytime soon. He’s treated Hermione shamefully…”

They left the office making their way to the living room of the flat.

“Drinks?” Fred asked wishing to be a good host.

“A tumbler of firewhiskey.” Oliver grinned. “Butterbeer Perce?”

Percy shrugged, “Or water, I am not picky. Although firewhiskey is not to my taste…”

Fred nodded, getting them drinks before rejoining them. “So what have you been up to?”

“Trying to get Puddlemere back on track now that the war is over.” Oliver said sipping his whiskey.

“How was Angelina? Did she seem alright? Happy?” Fred asked quietly.

“Lee was ecstatic, Angelina tried hard to be cheerful but she was crying. Katie and Alicia tried to comfort her. She took the news that it wasn’t your child hard. She had a scan in Scamander and they confirmed parentage. It is Lee’s baby and it’s a boy. She went into labour due to stress. While it was a month early or thereabouts, the boy is fine and so is Angelina. Lee named it Fred Arvin Jordan. I think hearing that you’re alive will make it better for her but she is really broke up about this. She always thought you would be her Bonded.” Oliver said giving him a thoughtful look.

Fred squirmed, “I am glad I was right and it was Lee’s. I was going to hold off contacting her because she was pregnant. If she hadn’t been pregnant I would have broken things off anyway. I was miserable and Lee had always loved her. It wasn’t right to hurt him…and her by continuing to date Angelina when I didn’t love her.”

Oliver sighed, “I thought as much. I didn’t say anything before but I always thought that affections seemed forced on your part. You seemed uncomfortable when she brought up feelings or when Lee kept asking her out. Are you really serious about Hermione?”

Fred nodded, “Yes…I always liked her. We’re both free and she’s pregnant. She needs someone and I want to be that someone. I will adopt her child and treat it as mine own. Ron’s an evil prat. He never deserved her…”

“And you do?” Percy asked.

Fred swallowed, “Probably not but I will bend over backwards to prove that I am sincere.”

Oliver nodded. “Then I guess it’s alright.”

They talked for a good while together exchanging Hogwarts memories.

Then the door of the flat from the shop opened.

Fred spun to face the door.

They were all surprised to see Bill, Charlie and Viktor Krum of all people.

Oliver blushed.

Charlie crossed the living room and hugged Fred tightly, “You idiot. I’m glad to see you are alive.”

Fred hugged him back, “Great to see you too. Did you come all the way from Romania to see me?”

Charlie nodded. “Viktor is supposed to stay glued to my side. He mentioned a friend of his was ill and asked his uncle permission to visit. I was told to come along.”

Fred frowned, “You came to see Hermione?” Jealousy flashed in his eyes…

Viktor held up a hand, “I heev no romantic interests in her. I weesh to see zhat she iz safe. I see her as a zister. I thought she was smart and funny.” He paused casting a spell; “I wanted to spend my time at the ball with someone who wasn’t one of the crazy girls. She was shy but brilliant, I saw her as a little sister. I had no romantic interest in her, I saw her as a pretty girl who would grow into a smart, lively and beautiful woman. I had never felt such a kinship with a girl before. They dogged my steps and lust after me regardless of their age or mine. I was turned off by the female sex because of lewd letters, scandalous photographs and incessant proposals of marriage or offers to bear my children. The way they threw themselves at me was disgraceful; I sought and found solitude amoung my fellow wizards.”

Viktor paused, “Time and time again I was tempted to admit that I was bent but the publicity would have worse. I love to fly but the attention got to be too much. After the Battle of Durmstrang, I buried friends and former bedmates as well as children who stood with us to defend a place they called home. I lost the heart to fly; I had always been interested in following in my uncle’s footsteps and working at the preserve. I am not Viktor Krum the Durmstrang Triwizard Champion, nor am I the Seeker who ended the 1994 World Cup. I am just a man who wishes to disappear from the world’s eye. I want to find my place, a place of my choosing where my past does not exist. Where I am merely Viktor…”

By the end of Viktor’s speech Fred had relaxed. “I suppose I can understand that. Bill was an excellent keeper as good as Oliver but he choose to be a Curse Breaker instead. Charlie was a damn fine Keeper not quite at your level Krum,”

Viktor waved his hand, “Viktor, please.”

Fred nodded smirking: the idea of being on a first name basis with the World’s Greatest Seeker was mind blowing. “Viktor then. Charlie as you know decided to be a Dragon Keeper. He was actually here for the Tournament.”

Viktor turned and frowned at the man, “You did not mention this.”

Charlie shrugged, “It never came up.”

Fred continued, “He’s great at his job. He went through the training faster than any keeper before him. George and I were damn good Beaters, maybe not quite at the level of your Beaters on the Bulgarian National Team by we did put the Irish ones to shame on occasion. We decided to pursue our own dream and open up this place. Percy did want to become the Minister of Magic,”

Percy snorted, “A Thestral of a dream. I would never see it come to pass. After all the corruption and politics I was involved in I’ve had enough. I don’t want to be like Fudge or Scrimgour. Neither was honourable and I did things I wasn’t proud of when Umbridge was around. I would rather teach then do what politics demands.”

Oliver nodded, “I always felt that you would find yourself unsuited to the task yet I wanted you to come to that conclusion on your own.”

Percy stared at him, “That is why I came back. Penelope wasn’t like that. She just wanted to be the wife of a politician. When she found out I wasn’t who she thought I was she abandoned me. Last I heard she took up with Uncle Cador’s eldest Andret. I heard that Aunt Rose doesn’t approve of her. Especially, since she knows that we used to see one another. I know she is hoping that grandfather makes Andret his heir, failing that bonding to her would make Andret a lord in his own right. He would hold the estate in trust for their son but she is the type to try to rule I am surprised that they are still together…”

“Any plans on making your relationship legal or permanent Oliver? Percy should be a proper Bondmate before he decides to take his chances with a witch again. Merlin bisexuals are so confusing…”

Bill chuckled, “You shouldn’t say anything Fred. Your relationships are confusing.”

“Like you didn’t have your slew of them in school.”

“Sure I played around but I never let them think it was serious. I was too busy to play the field when I was a Curse Breaker. I have no need to seek comfort elsewhere, even pregnant,” he leered, “Fleur keeps me quite satisfied.”

Percy gagged, “I don’t even want to consider that picture; you and the Beauxbatons’ Champion.”

“Don’t be a prude,” Fred scoffed, “It doesn’t become you. You’ve been sleeping with Oliver how long?”

“Since we were fourteen.” Oliver admitted.

“And Percy is Keeper. Since he is the Keeper in the relationship I don’t know why he tries to claim to be bisexual.”

Viktor spoke up, “I know bisexual wizards who prefer to be the dominant partner with witches and the submissive one with wizards. While not entirely common it happens. Everyone is different Fred, I can’t think of sex with a woman without feeling quite ill. You probably can’t imagine why anyone could pass up firm, bouncing knockers, a nice arse and a warm, wet vagina. I can’t imagine sex that isn’t with a nice muscular body, a firm tight arse and a nice looking face. I am especially fond of wizards with nice chiselled chests, defined abdominal muscles and nice arms.” His eyes gave Charlie an appraising look.

Bill noticed so did the other wizards but Charlie didn’t seem to realize it.

There came footsteps from the hallway.

Fred was up in a flash, crossing the room with long strides, “Hermione? Did we wake you?”

The girl had her bushy hair tied up in a loose bun. “No. I was just hungry.”

Fred led her into the living room. “We have guests…”

Hermione smiled at them each in turn, “Bill, Charlie, Oliver, Percy and…” her voice broke off when she spotted Viktor. “Viktor?”

The man grinned at her, “How are you Hermione?”

She blinked at him, “When did you English get so accomplished?”

Viktor chucked, “It hasn’t. It is still broken. I am using a spell. I was informing Fred that I had no designs in stealing you away. He is cute when he is jealous but he isn’t someone I could find myself interested in.” he winked at Charlie who flushed.

Hermione stared, “You like guys?”

Viktor nodded, “I am sorry if you thought otherwise. I was expected to attend with a witch. I was single then and you were the only one I could have a decent conversation with. You never asked for an autograph, asked to be my Bonded or to carry my child. You were someone I was comfortable with. I asked you to come to my home that summer because I saw you as a sister. I hoped if my parents saw you as a daughter they might have blood adopted you. It never came to pass so we shall have to settle for being friends.:

Bill shook his head, if Fred Bonded to Hermione and Viktor actually tumbled his oblivious brother into bed- Hermione and Viktor might find themselves related anyway. Viktor seemed very interested in Charlie…”

“Back to the question Oliver, when are you going to make an honest man out of Percy?” Fred smirked.

Percy turned red and glared.

Oliver shrugged, “I have never asked for fear of being told that he’s not interested. With grandfather dead and father taking the title, I am next in line. Father wants me to have a son to solidify my claim as heir. Father insists that I bond but I want no one but Percy. As long as I don’t ask, I can’t be told no. The longer I put it off the longer I don’t have to consider being forced to bond to someone else. If I have a child I want it to be with Percy. He’s never mentioned wanting them so perhaps, my love for him is in vain.”

“You want to bond to me? I thought that it was just a fling. That when you found someone that you would want to break up.” Percy stared at him dumbfounded.

“I’ve never dated anyone else. I’ve never taken anyone else to bed Perce. When I get hit on I always say I’m taken. Even when you were being a git to Harry…” Oliver said seriously.

Percy swallowed, “I…didn’t know you saw us that way. I never thought I would be bonded to a wizard. I thought I would be with a witch.”

“And have Oliver on the side? Really percy that is so beneath you its absurd.” Fred snarled. “Oliver deserves better. He wants to build a life with you and only you- which for the life of me I can’t understand. You are the most selfish, narcissistic and stubborn git I’ve ever known besides Ron. If you can’t give Oliver what he wants let him go. It isn’t right to treat him like this. Oliver is friend a good friend to all of us.”

Charlie and Bill nodded, having flown with him on the House Quidditch team for years. Bill had trained Oliver to replace him as Keeper.

“I don’t know what I want anymore.”

“Do you take pleasure in his bed?”

Percy turned at red as his hair when he nodded in response.

“Don’t you think that his being your first lover and the one you always return to means to something?” Bill glared, getting on Percy’s case.

Percy sighed, “Probably.”

“What is Oliver to you?” Hermione asked quietly.

“My best friend…”

That was a bit shocking, Hermione had no idea they had been close.

“Do you want to loose his friendship?” Fred snapped.

Oliver held up a hand, “Fred,”

“This is called an intervention. His treatment is hurting you. If he can’t decide to make a permanent relationship with you he ought to be man enough to break it up for good. Unless he is too much of a coward to do the right thing…” Fred sneered.

Hermione smacked him, “You’re going too far Fred.”

“He’s right.” Percy said choked, “I am a coward. I watched how Charlie handled being gay. He watched only, he never attempted a relationship. He left home immediately after graduation and practically never comes back. George was too much of a coward to tell Finnigan he fancied him. I was afraid of telling anyone how much I fancied Oliver. I don’t know if it’s an Oliver thing or because I really fancy wizards. Mum is always so insistent that we are bonded to witches. I just never stopped to think if that’s what I want.”

“What do you want?” Oliver asked.

“I don’t know. I need time to think. I’ll stay at Hogwarts in my apartments there.”

“You won’t be home?”

Percy shook his head, “Not unless I decide to stay for good.”

“On that note, let’s all go to dinner. I’m too lazy to cook.” Fred announced. He smirked at Bill, “Why don’t you floo that lovely wife of yours and ask if she’d like Italian.”

Bill smirked, “Only if Percy decides to stay. We can make it a family affair.”

Percy swallowed, “Oh alright.”

Fred clapped him on the back, “Good man.” He turned to Hermione, “why don’t you go find that nice dress you wore to Bill’s wedding. I think you ought to change the colour to Ravenclaw blue; the colour suits you. I expect everyone to show up property dressed.” He smirked at Charlie, “you’re welcome to raid my closet for yourself and your guest. You’re not much shorter than me. Just use some sizing charms.”

Charlie swallowed, “Why?”

“You’re not going to run back and hide in Romania. We’re going out to dinner as a family. Since I want you to stay, that means Viktor has to stay. We’re going to celebrate Hermione and my courtship, her baby, Fleur’s baby and Viktor’s new start. We could be celebrating Angelina and Lee’s Bonding but they aren’t here so that’s not happening.”

Bill flooed to Shell Cottage to invite Fleur to dinner while leaving his brothers and their guests behind to get ready…

Hermione went to her room to find her dress robes from Bill’s Wedding.

Percy and Oliver flooed to Oliver’s apartment to dress…

While Fred, Charlie and Viktor went back to Fred’s room to find something suitable.

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

Mya Malfoy - I am glad you were thrilled to have two chapters to enjoy instead of one. I'm sure since you read this chapter you know this is Viktor as in Viktor Krum by now. They will be an interesting couple once Viktor get's past Charlie's shyness and sexual insecurities. Well with what changes the news of Fred being alive has done to George I'm sure it will be an enlightening conversation. I think that George is more open to a relationship between the dream and Bill's news. The couples will all get closer though it will take some time for Fred/Hermione, Seamus/George or Viktor/Charlie to end up in bed. i think Viktor and Charlie will happen first though. Hermione needs to recover from her concussion and come to terms with having a baby before she can think about truly accepting Fred's courtship. Thanks for reading!
- 17
- 18
- 19
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Be careful what you wish for