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For The Sake Of A Name	By : Bickymonster Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 52498 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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AN: I present to you all, chapter 20, enjoy.

I am making great progress this week, but that is mostly because the content for chapter 21 has spilled over into chapter 22; this does mean we have put off me needing to take a break for a few more weeks at least.

This is un-beta-ed so do let me know if you spot mistakes.

Warnings and disclaimers apply as always.

Previously:

Draco chuckled, "Well I can't promise I won't ever react like that again, but I am trying, I don't want to hide from you. The rest of the world maybe, but not you."

"That is all I ask, Love." He said, kissing her temple and wrapping his arms around her. "That's all I can ask."

"I love you." Draco whispered.

"Pretty damned fond of you too." Harry said, grinning when it earned him an amused smile from the petite girl he loved so very much. "Want to talk about the letter?" he asked.

"Not in the slightest." Draco said decisively, snuggling closer into Harry's side.

-#-

"I presume there is a good reason why you were both absent from your lessons today." Snape snarled, standing very close behind where Harry and Draco were eating dinner that evening.

Harry swallowed deeply, dreading turning around but Draco did so with a pleasant smile tugging at her lips.

"Of course, Sir." She assured him happily.

Harry was aware that a fair few students around them were now watching with interest and he slowly turned around, doing his best to keep his face blank; hoping he didn't look either too pleased with himself or too guilty, as both would likely cause him to incur the wrath of the potions master.

"Well then I am sure you can make good use of the hour long detention, you now have with me this evening, to explain." Snape told them, looking decidedly smug.

Harry however looked horrified. "But Sir..." he started to object.

"Shut up!" Draco snapped under her breath.

"You would be wise to listen to your wife on this one, Mr Potter." Snape told him calmly with a tone of amused superiority, "I will expect you BOTH in my classroom following dinner."

Harry was wearing an annoyed frown as he watched Snape head up to the teacher's table; Draco and Blaise both chuckled at the expression.

"He probably just wants to talk to us." Draco whispered in his ear. "He didn't seem all that annoyed."

"Yeah, says you." Harry mumbled back. "He is always annoyed when it comes to me."

"Don't be so dramatic, Harry." Hermione snapped lightly.

"Hermione's right; While I think you did used to annoy him rather a lot, I think he mostly just likes making you squirm now." Blaise told him with a shrug.

"I am not sure that is any better." Harry grumbled sulkily making Blaise and Draco laugh again.

-#-

"Sir?" Draco called round the door into the potions classroom, as she opened it slowly.

"Enter." Snape's voice commanded.

They did so and found the professor sat at his desk working his way through what looked to be a rather large stack of essays and showed no further signs that he was aware that Harry and Draco were there. Harry opened his mouth to speak but before he could say anything Draco's hand was over it, a finger raised to her lips and a small shake of her head telling him to remain quiet.

Draco rolled her eyes as Harry glared at her while obeying her command for silence. She knew Professor Snape better than he did and it would not be good to start off this 'detention' by distracting the man part way through his marking.

"The letter..." Snape said after a few moments later, "...the one you received this morning; would I be correct in assuming that it was the reason for you absence from classes today?" He asked as he looked up at the couple standing in front of him.

Draco nodded, "It was from my mother." she told him, taking a seat across the desk from the potions master who had summoned two chairs; Harry hurriedly sat next to her. "It wasn't exactly easy to read and I needed some time."

Snape gave a quick nod, "And this afternoon?" he asked with his eyes narrowed in Harry's direction, daring him to try to find a good enough reason.

Harry opened his mouth to speak but Draco beat him to it. "I am just so tired all the time lately and I didn't mean to fall asleep but..." Draco sighed, "...and then Harry came to find me when I didn't show by lunch time. It was all just too much and I am sure that had I attempted to attend lessons, even just this afternoon, it would have proved to have been counterproductive to the progress I have made with the Slytherins recently."

Snape scowled and looked about ready to start tearing Harry to pieces, having apparently reluctantly accepted Draco's excuses; Harry knew he had no chance, and that any attempt at reasoning with the man would be a lost cause. Draco, however, seemed willing to give it a try.

"I really needed Harry with me, to help remind me that I have a new family now, I would probably still be hiding away if it wasn't for him." Draco reasoned, "And we have already got the notes from Blaise and Hermione to catch up on everything we missed." she added quickly.

Snape's face became even more pinched and he seemed to be trying to look into Draco's soul, perhaps in an attempt to verify his story or else find a good reason to berate one of them. It was somewhat unnerving and familiar, and Harry momentarily wondered if it was a trick the headmaster had taught him.

"Very well." He said a few minutes later, though his eyes were still fixed intently on Draco. "The letter; did your mother mention the steps she has been taking recently?" he asked.

Draco nodded slowly, "She did, but how, and what, do you know about it....?" she asked apprehensively.

"Can you think of another potion master that she would trust such a task to?" He asked incredulously.

"Potions?" Draco asked with a gasp, looking stunned, "What is she doing? She isn't going to poison...?" she let her voice trail off.

"Poison Lucius?!" Snape exclaimed and though he seemed completely stunned by the idea, he also seemed to consider it for a moment before shaking his head. "No... No, of course not..." He sighed and he almost seemed sad, "I should not have mentioned it. It is now clear she was not ready to share this information with you; but I have not been able to speak with her recently and therefore have been unable to enquire as to her success or failure."

"She mentioned that she had news to tell my father." Draco told him, leaning forward slightly eagerly awaiting for whatever information the potions master could given them.

Harry caught the pleased look on Snape's face for a moment before its usual neutrality returned.

"That sounds as though it was successful; this is a fortuitous turn of events. I can only assume she wished to speak of it to Lucius before informing anyone else."

"Are you going to tell us what is going on?" Harry asked and Draco rolled her eyes at his Gryffindor bluntness.

"She made it sound, in the letter, as though this would impact on Lucius' mission to take our son; surely we should be told, so that we can act and plan accordingly." Draco said, trying to word Harry's demanding question in a way that Snape would be able to relate to.

The potions master looked thoughtful, debating the merit of Draco's logic. "She has been taking some very strong and potentially dangerous fertility potions." He told them after a few moments.

The silence that filled the room was heavy; that was not what they had expected. It made sense once the concept had been voiced but that Narcissa Malfoy would go to any lengths to conceive another child, let alone dangerous ones, had not been something they had even thought about. The words of the letter made sense though; with a new Malfoy heir of their own they would have little use for their son.

Draco couldn't deny the hurt she felt, that she was truly being replaced; her mother would give Lucius another child, one that wouldn't fail them, one that would inherit all the money, power, properties and family that once were so central to her own future. She had known since the day her father disowned her that they would go to someone else but it was so much more painful to be faced with the reality of it.

She reached over and tightly gripped Harry's arm. "They... they're going to have another child?" she asked, aware that she was shaking.

Snape nodded solemnly, "A son, if the potions have worked correctly. They were old potions, designed to force the conception of a male heir; I tried to dissuade her from using them but, as you know, she can be quite stubborn." he told them sadly.

“Oh.” Draco said quietly, her brain going a thousand thoughts a second, vaguely aware of both Harry and Snape watching her cautiously but she was definitely not ready to talk about what she was feeling just yet and was glad that the two men in the room with her knew her well enough to know that.

"Well, I have nothing further to discuss with either of you at the moment." Snape dismissed them sharply, as though worried that the whole feel of the conversation had been wandering dangerously close to emotional. "I suggest that you make use of the remaining forty five minutes to start reading through what you missed during your lessons today."

Harry groaned but moved from the chair by the front desk to one of the other nearby desks; Draco moved to sit next to him as he pulled out the notes Hermione and Blaise had given them at dinner.

"Are you okay?" Harry asked Draco quietly.

"I will be; it was just a bit... shocking to hear." She tried to explain, glad when Harry nodded his understanding but asked nothing more.

"No talking." Snape snapped, glaring at the essays he had returned to marking.

"Sorry, Sir." they replied in sync, smiling softly at each other in mild amusement at the potions master's return to his usual grumpy persona.

-#-

Harry was trying to look relaxed and calm as he dropped himself onto one of the large sofa's in the Slytherin common room. Blaise sat himself at a table a few feet away and was pulling out several books and some parchment to start working on his homework. Draco slowly sat down next to Harry and swung her feet up onto the sofa, resting her head in Harry's lap; all of them aware of the eyes of the numerous students around them watching.

Draco and Blaise had been spending time in the Slytherin common room on a regular basis since the confrontation with Pansy and most of the other students had come to accept their presence there with very little complaint. This was, however, the first time that Harry had come with them.

Draco was now due in just a couple of weeks and she frequently fell asleep during the day and was always tired. None of them had really been comfortable with the idea of her falling asleep in the common room with only Blaise to offer her any protection; it would put her in an incredibly vulnerable position. It had actually been Harry who had suggested he accompany her and Draco who had tried to talk him out of it.

It was a bit of a gamble as while it would show that they were a united front and that Harry didn't fear the Slytherins, it also implied that Draco was dependant on him; which, while largely true this late on in her pregnancy, was not something they wanted to advertise to Hogwart's most deviant students.

Harry got out both his and Draco's copies of their Charms books and offered one to his very sleepy looking wife.

"You going to be able to stay away long enough to read for a bit?" He asked her.

"For a short while." She told him; taking the book and propping it open against her belly.

Blaise chuckled, "Well at least we know your son makes a good book rest."

"That he does." Draco agreed, running a hand affectionately over her bump.

They settled into reading and Draco managed almost ten minutes before she was no longer able to keep her eyes open and drifted off to sleep. Harry carefully removed the book from her loose grip and dropped it back into her bag; he smiled down at her lovingly before returning his attention to his book, absentmindedly running fingers through her soft blonde hair.

"Look tiny little Draco, apparently it is passed her bed time and it is only six o'clock." Pansy whispered loudly to Daphne Greengrass.

"Just drop in Pansy." Blaise called out.

"She is nearly nine months pregnant," Harry snapped out, a hand hovering over Draco's ear in the hope that it would help keep her from being disturbed. "It's not really surprising that she needs a lot of sleep at the moment."

"What are YOU doing here?" Pansy sneered, "This is the Slytherin common room, Gryffindors are not welcome here."

"Oh Shut up, Pansy." Draco's half asleep voice groaned, turning everyone's attention to her. "You remember that day almost six years ago, we were all in the great hall, they put a hat on our heads?" her voice was casual and calm, as if they were just having a pleasant conversation. "The day you were sorted into Slytherin. Well I know you are incredibly selfish but you might have noticed the rest of us were sorted too and I am pretty damned certain that I was sorted into Slytherin too."

Draco paused and smirked when she heard several giggles from students who were listening in. "Well that means that I have EVERY right to be here and, as my husband and the father of the child I am currently VERY heavily pregnant with, he is here to look after me while I spend time in MY common room."

Pansy was slightly red-faced and had her jaw clenched tightly; she looked about ready to start screaming at either Draco or Harry, or perhaps both of them, when Daphne tugged gently on her sleeve.

"Just leave it be, Pansy." She muttered into her ear.

"He shouldn't be here." Pansy growled at her friend.

"I know, but he is and to be honest Draco has a point." Daphne said, turning to stare at Harry. "And as long as he minds his own business I think we can deal with him being here occasionally."

"Hey, works for me." Harry told them with a shrug. "I am just here for Draco, whatever the rest of you get up to down here is of no concern to me."

While it seemed that this was enough for Daphne and a lot of the other Slytherins, it didn't apparently wasn't for Pansy who pulled her arm free from her friend's grip and took several steps towards the sofa occupied by Harry and Draco.

"Is there a problem here?" Snape's voice queried loudly and clearly from where he had just entered the common room, drawing everyone's attention to him and stopping Pansy short.

"No, Sir." Draco and Daphne both replied quickly.

"HE shouldn't be here." Pansy cried out suddenly, a finger pointed in accusation at Harry.

"Miss Parkinson; surely you are not SO dense as to be unaware of the extenuating circumstances that allow Mr Potter to accompany his wife whilst she visits her own common room." Snape's voice was deep and he sounded almost bored.

Pansy crossed her arms over her chest and Harry was fairly sure she was struggling not to pout; thankfully it seemed Snape's word was, more or less, final and Pansy turned on her heel and stormed off, the distant slamming of a door could be heard a few moments later and it could only been assumed that she had gone to her dorm.

"Mr and Mrs Potter, if you would be so kind as to follow me." Snape said curtly and though the wording left room for refusal, the tone of voice did not. "I assume the rest of you have work to be getting on with." He instructed the rest of the room and there was a lot of shuffling as all those who had stopped to watch the events unfolding, quickly made themselves busy.

Harry helped Draco to her feet, something which she struggled with now, and they followed the professor from the room.

"Sir, can we go, wherever it is we are going, a little bit slower please?" Draco asked as she was struggling to keep pace with Snape; the potions master did not respond but noticeably slowed his pace. "Are we going to our rooms?" she asked when she thought about the direction they were heading.

"Indeed." Snape told them.

"Erm... why?" Harry asked, sharing a confused look with his wife.

"I was requested to bring you to your quarters." He told them unhelpfully.

Draco shrugged at Harry, telling him that she was none the wiser as to what this was about either. It only took a couple of minutes for them to reach the portrait over the entrance to their rooms and before they could give the password, it had opened from the inside revealing the joyful smile of the headmaster.

"Sir?" Harry greeted the old man, as they all stepped inside, but his attention was quickly caught by the obvious changes to the room.

The living area was larger with the addition of another sofa and a beautiful wooden cot had been placed at the far end of it; there also seemed to be three additional doors; Harry was just about to ask what was behind them when one of the opened.

"SIRIUS!" both Harry and Draco cried out at once.

Harry was first to throw himself into his godfather's arms, but only because Draco couldn't move as quickly.

"Hey there, I missed you too." Sirius said with a chuckle, hugging Harry back tightly. "And will you look at you." He said, releasing Harry and turning to pull Draco into his arms. "You look amazing, Draco. I missed you both so much."

"We missed you too." Draco mumbled into his chest.

Harry couldn't resist and hugged Draco from behind, wedging her between his and Sirius' bodies. After a few minutes, however, it started to feel awkward, particularly once they realised that both Dumbledore and Snape were stood watching their small family reunion.

"Well as much as I am enjoying this charming display of affection..." Snape sneered, "I have a pile of first year essays to write 'T's on." And not giving any of them a chance to say goodbye or comment, he swept from the room.

"As I am sure you have noticed, I have added a few additions to your rooms; a nursery and rooms for both Sirius and Molly." Dumbledore told them, gesturing to the doors in turn.

Harry and Draco pulled away from Sirius to look at him in surprise.

"You're moving in?" Draco asked excitedly.

They moved over to the sofas; Harry and Draco taking seats either side of Sirius.

"We figured it would be best if I was here before that little one decides to make an appearance." Sirius explained to them with a grin. "I am not sure if Molly will want to stay here often, but at least now she can if she chooses to. I assume you are okay with me moving in."

"Of course, that's great." Harry told him, nodding enthusiastically. "And thank you, Sir." Harry said to the headmaster.

"My pleasure, Harry; whatever we can do to make this next month or so easier for you both." Dumbledore assured him, "You will need all the help you can get to make it through your OWLs given the circumstances."

The two teens nodded enthusiastically, delighted at the idea of having Sirius there with them and relieved to know they had someone there to support them.

"Well, we should probably spend an hour or so studying, Love, before you fall asleep again." Harry suggested.

Draco nodded but Sirius was apparently not quite so keen on the idea.

"You are studying already? The exams aren't for a month." Sirius looked slightly horrified, "I thought living with you two would be fun." He told them with a pout, crossing his arms over his chest as he sulked.

"Now, now, Sirius." Dumbledore chastised, getting up to leave, placing a hand on Sirius' shoulder as he passed, "You should be proud of their dedication to their work, and I doubt they will have time to study when their son is born; they are behaving like mature adults. You should be careful Sirius, it might rub off on you." Dumbledore teased.

Sirius grinned, "Not bloody likely." he said with a barking laugh. "I am going to be the fun Uncle Sirius, to this kid."

"Grandfather Sirius." Harry corrected.

"Grandfather?" Sirius asked, looked scandalised. "How old do you think I am? I am definitely not old enough to be a grandfather."

"Well tough luck." Harry told him with a devious smile.

"You are the closest thing to a father me and Harry have." Draco told him diplomatically, "We would be honoured if you would be our son's honorary grandfather."

"You are lucky that your wife is a lot better at buttering me up than you are, Harry" Sirius told him with a playful smile. "Grandfather...." He muttered under his breath, testing out the name. He smiled the small flutter of joy it made him feel and he found he suddenly didn't care one bit how old it made him sound.

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Review responses:

Gruffard - A few more details on what is going on with Narcissa in this chapter. Also thank you again for the reminder about the notification email, can't believe I forgot XD And don't worry about the review being short, it still made me smile.

LeaniaSTL - Tehe, I thought a few people would guess pregnancy, but I hope there is still a little bit of a twist with the info given in this chapter.

Delia Cerrano - I agree, they have gotten to a really good place at the moment and a bit more trouble making Pansy in this chapter.

Chaos Lady - Indeed, Draco is becoming more and more herself.
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