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AN: I present to you all, chapter 23, enjoy.

I really needed the break last week, so thank you all for your patience. I feel very refreshed and back on track with my writing (both with this story and Erotes) and I am actually taking a few weeks away to do some writing (don't worry I will have internet enough to be able to do next week's update); so, with any luck, I will fly through another few chapters this week and we can get back to regular updates :D

A big thank you to AchillesTheGeek for all their help with this chapter.

Warnings and disclaimers apply as always

Previously:

"I love you, Draco," Harry said and all the powerful emotions that were threatening to overwhelm him were written all over his face. "Even when you drive me crazy, I still love you."

Draco reached up with the hand that wasn't occupied holding Orion and wiped the tear away from Harry's cheek. "I love you too, you stupid Gryffindor; now stop being such a girl and take your son and change his nappy; he stinks."

Harry couldn't help it, he laughed; his cheeks hurt from smiling so wide and his heart ached with love and he couldn't help but hope that he hurt like that every day for the rest of his life.

-#-

Orion slept a lot more than they had anticipated, though it was not as though either of them had spent any time around a baby before. He would wake up and grizzle at them whenever he needed changing or feeding but rarely truly cried; Draco had said that he had inherited his perfection from her, Harry had laughed at that but not disagreed.

They had decided to take the rest of the week off from classes to focus on their son, but their friends all showed up after lessons to coo over the baby; staying to talk the young couple through the lessons they had missed. Everyone was besotted with the tiny child, whose hair was already darkening and was now a kind of dirty blond colour. Draco had actually had to tell their friends off when it had looked very much like they were attempting to wake Orion.

"He will be awake in an hour demanding feeding anyway," she had pointed out. "And if you make my baby cry, I guarantee I will do the same to you," she threatened and the others had looked slightly alarmed about what the small blonde might think up to reduce them to tears.

Sirius had taken to his role of grandfather, and additional guardian, like a fish to water and frequently was at Orion's side before Draco or Harry had the chance; though he had said that if they thought he was giving up his eight hours of sleep a night, they had another think coming.

The feeding did fall to Draco, given she had the required equipment, as Harry had helpfully pointed out, much to Ron and Blaise's amusement; but this never bothered her greatly as Harry and Sirius seemed keen to change the majority of the nappies to make up for this.

Draco was even starting to get the hang of completing the night feeds without completely waking up, particularly when Harry would fetch Orion and place him directly in her arms, returning him to the bassinette, next to their bed, once he fell asleep again.

Molly Weasley had shown up early on that Saturday morning, demanding hugs from her first grandson and declaring Orion perfect, which put a wide joyful grin on Harry's face and a rather smug one on Draco's. Molly seemed so delighted to have a young baby in her arms again that barely anyone else got a look in all day; knowing how rapidly their exams were approaching Harry and Draco took the opportunity to have Blaise and Hermione walk them through the lessons they missed while Ron repeatedly beat Sirius at wizarding chess.

Granted they were tired from being woken up at frequent intervals throughout the night, but overall the first few days of being parents had been far less of a struggle than they could have been and it had not escaped Harry and Draco’s notice that this was largely due to the overwhelming amount of support they had received.

"Sirius, you don't have to..." Harry started to say to his godfather early on Monday morning, when Sirius had once again picked up Orion and placed him very carefully down on the changing mat to change yet another nappy.

"Harry, you are supposed to be getting ready to go to lessons," Sirius reminded him, not taking his eyes off the quietly crying baby. "He is going to be with me all day; I do know what I am doing, we will be fine."

"There are three bottles there," Draco said pointing to where the milk she had managed to express was being kept under a preservation charm, as she scrabbled around the room dropping various books and papers into her bag; "but I will be back at lunch time to feed him them so try not to feed him just before then."

"Do you really need so much stuff, Love?" Harry asked as he watched his wife drop yet another book into her bag.

She looked thoughtfully at the one she was in the process of picking up and dropped it back on the table, "I guess not," she conceded, "guess I am just kind of nervous."

"About going to classes or leaving Orion?" Sirius asked knowingly.

Draco grumbled under her breath, and Harry smiled as he pulled her into his arms, "It is only for a couple of hours," he promised.

"Yeah, I know," Draco said quietly, "I just don't want to be away from him; not for a single second."

Sirius was done putting a new nappy on Orion and so picked him up and carried him over to Harry and Draco, placing him in Draco's arms.

"Okay, my beautiful little boy," Draco told Orion as she held him securely against her chest, "You have to be good for your grandfather okay; Mummy and Daddy love you and we will be back soon." She placed a gentle kiss to his forehead and Harry repeated the action.

Draco looked half ready to cry and not at all willing to let him go, so Harry took him from her arms and handed their son back to Sirius; he picked up Draco's over packed bag, along with his own and guided them both out of their rooms.

They had had breakfast in their rooms, wanting to be away from their son for as short a time as possible, and so Harry steered them straight towards the Transfiguration classroom; Draco was quiet and clinging to him with an anxiety that was most out of character.

Hermione and Blaise seemed to notice her odd behaviour too when they reached the classroom, sharing a look with each other before Hermione mouthed 'Is she okay?' at Harry. Nodding in response he led them over to sit at the table behind Ron and Hermione, and in front of Blaise.

"Hey mate," Ron said, turning around to smile at Harry, "Hey Draco, you okay?" he added, looking concerned.

Draco looked up and blinked a couple of times, as if just realising where they were, "Oh, sort of, don't like leaving him," she explained.

"It is only for a few hours," Ron offered as comfort.

It wasn't much and it clearly didn't help Draco's mood any but that Ron cared enough to try didn't go unnoticed.

"Thanks, Ron," Draco said quietly as Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom and they all turned to face the front.

-#-

By lunch time Draco was clearly itching to get back to their rooms and had not paid any attention to anything Flitwick had been trying to teach them for the last quarter of an hour.

"Go, just go," Harry told her with a smile, placing a hand on top of hers when she started scrabbling to pack her things away quickly, "I will bring your stuff," he promised.

Draco kissed Harry quickly in thanks and all but ran from the room.

"Been married less than a year and your wife's already running away from you, Potter?" Pansy sneered as she walked past the desk where Harry was now busy putting both his and Draco's things into their respective bags.

"If you must know she was just excited to get back to our son," Harry told her, sounding bored. "Not that is it ANY of your business," he added looking up to glare at her.

"Oh yes, that's right," Pansy said, sounding amused, "forgot your wife had already popped out a little Potter brat."

"What the hell is your problem, Pansy?" Blaise demanded, stepping out from behind his own desk to stand next to Harry in a show of support.

Harry was doing his best to keep control of his temper and was endlessly glad he had sent Draco running ahead and that she didn't have to listen to the same old poison that spilled from Parkinson's mouth every time she spoke.

"Just because you’re jealous that Draco isn't yours, Parkinson," Hermione snapped.

"Jealous?" Pansy said with the most fake laugh Harry had ever heard, "Of that whore. I mean who becomes a mother at fifteen?" She said to Crabbe and Goyle who were standing rather awkwardly behind her.

Harry saw red and was only stopped from wrapping his hands around Pansy's neck by the firm grip that Ron and Blaise had managed to get on each of his arms.

"WHAT is going on here?" Flitwick asked snappishly noticing that a fight was just seconds from breaking out in his classroom.

"Nothing, Sir," Pansy said sweetly, turning and heading out the door and Harry could hear her chuckling; it was only Blaise keeping him from reaching his wand that was stopping him from cursing her.

"Mr Potter?" Flitwick asked, looking curiously at the grip his friends had on him.

"I'm FINE," Harry grumbled, pulling his arms free and straightening his ruffled clothes. "It's nothing."

"That did not look like nothing," the Professor told him with narrowed eyes, "and I have my suspicions that you might have been the provoked party."

"Parkinson has been having a go at Harry and Draco at every opportunity she gets." Hermione said quickly, looking apologetic when Harry turned to glare at her.

"Thank you, Miss Granger," Professor Flitwick said with a sad smile, "I had suspected as much but right now I believe you all should be at lunch."

"Yes, Sir," they said, quickly finishing packing their bags and leaving the classroom.

"What did you tell him that for?" Harry demanded as soon as the door closed behind them.

"It can't go on like this, Harry," Hermione said pleadingly, "What if she decides to throw a curse at one of you while you're holding Orion?"

Harry grimaced; that was a horrible thought and he had to admit that Hermione had a point. They could deal with Pansy's petty hate campaign but he couldn't let it even potentially put their son in harm's way and who knows how she would react if she actually was faced with the physical proof of Harry and Draco's relationship; a child who looked so much like Draco it would no doubt remind her of the children she had always believed would be hers.

"Hermione has a point," Ron said nervously, as though scared that Harry would turn on him next.

"Yeah, I know," Harry agreed with a sigh, "I just hope this doesn't make everything worse."

"Hopefully the professors will be smart enough not to just challenge her on it," Blaise said with an expression which clearly said that he thought that might be asking too much.

"Yeah, well I will see you guys later, I get to go explain this all to Draco now," Harry said, looking far from excited at the prospect.

With a half hearted wave, and hitching the two bags on his shoulder, he headed off to his and Draco's room, as the others headed for the great hall; wondering exactly what, and how much, he should share with his petite wife.

-#-

"Did you get lost?" Draco asked with a laugh as Harry stepped into their rooms and dropped their bags by the door.

She was sitting on the sofa smiling as she fed Orion who looked completely relaxed in the crook of her arm; it really was a beautiful sight and Harry found himself somewhat mesmerised by it for a few moments as it eased the tension that he was carrying.

"Harry?" Draco asked with concern when he didn't respond.

"Sorry, you just look so beautiful; both of you," he told her as he sat down next to her.

"What happened?" she asked.

Harry snorted, "You know me far too well, Love," he said with amusement.

"Harry," she said slowly as a warning.

"Yeah, sorry," Harry said, knowing that it was no good trying to put it off, "It was Parkinson again, she was just being a bitch."

"Language, Harry," Draco snapped softly, covering Orion's ear.

"Oh come on, he is five days old," Harry said with a small laugh.

"And at how many days old were you planning on stopping swearing in front of our son?" Draco demanded with a raised eyebrow.

"Err..."

"Yes, that's what I thought, Harry," Draco said smugly, "get into the habit, no swearing around the baby; and I expect you to enforce that with our friends too."

"As you wish, your majesty," Harry teased, bowing slightly awkwardly, as he was still sitting down.

"Prat," Draco said affectionately, "So what about Pansy?"

"Nothing much really," Harry said with a shrug, "just, she pushed all my buttons and Ron and Blaise had to stop me from wrapping my hands around her neck."

"Well I can't hardly blame you for that," Draco said with a shrug, "You didn’t actually do something or get into trouble did you?."

"No, no trouble but Flitwick noticed what was going on and started asking questions," Harry explained.

"Ooookay..." Draco said slowly.

"Well, Parkinson made a quick exit but then Hermione told him about the trouble we have been having with her," Harry told him, "I know she meant well..."

"But you're worried that Pansy will figure out that someone spoke to the professors," Draco finished for him.

"Yeah," Harry agreed.

Draco looked thoughtful. Harry summoned a cloth and lay it over his own shoulder when he saw that Orion had stopped feeding, holding his hands out to take their son; he carefully placed the small baby on his shoulder, supporting him carefully as he got to his feet and started to pat him on the back.

"Not much we can really do but wait and see," Harry said, "unless you have any better ideas?"

"None that come to mind right now," Draco grumbled, "though I am thinking that I should speak with Professor Snape; he is at least likely to be a bit more careful with how they deal with Pansy than some of the others might be."

"Sounds like a plan," Harry said, smiling as Orion belched gently; shifting his tiny son into his arms he rocked him gently.

Draco removed the dirty cloth from Harry's shoulder and leaned into Harry's side, watching as Orion quickly drifted back off to sleep.

"I am betting it is not always going to be that easy," Draco whispered to Harry as they lay him down in his bassinette.

"Easy?" Harry asked with a frown.

"Getting him to sleep," Draco clarified.

"Oh, right; well of course not, but I am just hoping he will stay this co-operative at least until after the exams."

"Well just had to curse it, didn't you," Sirius said as he returned from his bedroom where he had gone to change out of the clothes Orion had been sick on earlier, "now you have said that he will never go down easily again."

"Don't say that," Draco told him, looking horrified.

"It was your husband who cursed it, not me," Sirius insisted, pointing at Harry.

"Shall we have some lunch or would you two rather debate who is responsible for Orion's hypothetical future trouble making?" Harry asked.

"Lunch," Sirius said emphatically and as if on cue his stomach rumbled. "Definitely lunch."

-#-

That evening, after dinner in their rooms, Draco made her way towards Professor Snape’s office, Orion sleeping peacefully against her chest in a baby sling Molly Weasley had made. Harry had wanted her to leave Orion with him, but truthfully having to be away from her new born son during lessons was difficult enough as it was and she was not surrendering one moment with him that she didn’t have to.

“Enter,” the potions master called out when Draco knocked twice.

Pushing the door open Draco stepped inside the room; it was cast in dim light and she smiled at the familiar sight of Professor Snape scowling at the rather intimidating stack of parchment on his desk, which was presumably homework.

Snape looked up and his eyes narrowed onto the small form hidden behind fabric and the protective embrace of Draco's arms.

"I sincerely hope you have not brought your offspring here to show him off in the hope of receiving praise," Snape sneered.

Draco however merely snorted in amusement at this, shaking her head to indicate just how ridiculous she found the older man.

"I actually came to talk about Pansy, but if you wanted to see Orion first you only had to ask," Draco told him with a gleeful smile.

"I have no desire to spend my evening looking at yet another clone of James Potter," Snape barked impatiently.

Draco actually laughed at that, "Everyone agrees he looks more like me actually; though his hair is already darkening and I am fairly sure he is going to have dark hair like Harry's eventually," she added as an afterthought.

Snape actually look curious at this and seemed to be resisting the urge to get up and peer into the sling; Draco sat down across the desk from him and loosened the sling so that Orion was laying in her arms and within Snape's view. However, he seemed to be doing his very best not to look at the baby.

"You can look at him, Sir," Draco said smugly, "It will be our secret."

Snape sneered again, but turned his gaze on Orion, Draco shifting so that the potions master could get a better look; the man couldn't help the twitch at the corner of his mouth that hinted at a smile.

"He definitely holds a great resemblance to you," Professor Snape agreed.

Draco couldn't help her grin at that, "He is going to be a heart breaker," she said proudly.

"Well with his mixture of your blood and Potter blood, I have no doubt he will be a cause for numerous headaches and I shall make note to find a new career a decade from now," the potions master said with a small amused expression.

Draco pretended to look horrified, "And who else am I supposed to trust to teach my baby boy how to make potions?"

Snape snorted, "That was an adequate attempt at flattery. So what has Pansy done now?"

The expression on Draco's face darkened suddenly, "More of the usual," she said between clenched teeth. "We have been able to handle whatever she's thrown at us, but what happens when she starts something when we have Orion with us?"

"I see," Snape said, his voice deep and pensive.

The room was silent as Draco allowed the potions master time to process the information and think on it, choosing to watch her sleeping son in the peaceful moment.

"Her father has long been an acquaintance of mine," Snape said a few minutes later, "I am quite sure that a discussion with him regarding her recent drop in grades would be called for," he said with devious smirk.

"That would be appreciated," Draco said with a relieved sigh; she wasn't really aware how anxious she had been feeling until the tension started to ease from her shoulders. "You think that will be enough to make her back off?"

"I believe Mr Parkinson would not approve of her spending her time damaging her reputation further when she could be putting that effort into her school work," Snape sneered smugly. "I am sure the threat of a transfer to Durmstrang will help teach her to watch her tongue and keep her wand holstered."

Orion made a gurgling noise and Draco looked down to see beautiful blue eyes flickering all over the place. "I hope you're right, Sir," she told him, letting putting her little finger into her son's hand for him to try to grip, "because if she even thinks about hurting Orion I wouldn't even blink before cursing her dead," Draco said, looking up at the potion's master with a glare that said she was nothing short of serious.

"Let's see that it never comes to that," Snape said bluntly with his eyes narrowed at the petite blonde, warning her against such action, "though I believe I understand the sentiment."

-#-

Harry and Sirius took the chance, while Draco was off speaking with Snape, to pay a visit to Dumbledore in his office; they hadn't really had a chance to tell him about Narcissa's warning with regards to the bribes that Lucius had paid to the ministry officials.

"Sirius, Harry," Dumbledore greeted warmly when the door swung open to allow them entry. "How are Orion and Draco, or you for that matter?"

"Orion is amazing, Sir," Harry told him with a grin, "We are tired but Draco is..." he trailed off, gesturing wildly with his hands and unable to find the right words.

"She is a brilliant, and very proud, mother," Sirius finished for him, wrapping an arm around Harry's shoulder in a half hug as Harry nodded his agreement.

"I am very pleased to hear that," Dumbledore said with a fond smile, "I will have to make a point to visit at some point in the near future and meet Orion."

"Of course, Sir," Harry said happily, "you're always welcome. I am sure Draco would enjoy showing Orion off to you as much as I would," he added, flushing guiltily.

Dumbledore chuckled, "It is no crime to be proud of your child, Harry; but I must ask; was there a purpose to your visit today? Not that I mind if you just came for a chat," he added, waving his wand to summon two comfortable chairs opposite his desk. "Tea?" he offered.

"No, thank you, Sir," Harry declined politely as he took one of the seats, waiting for Sirius to take the one next to him.

Sirius smiled and shook his head, "No, thanks."

"There was something I wanted to talk to you about actually," Harry told headmaster as Dumbledore sipped from the fine china cup that an elf had just placed in front of him. "Narcissa Malfoy sent Draco a letter a short while back which mentioned that Lucius had 'purchased considerable interests' in the inspectors that will be checking up on me, Draco and Orion."

The headmaster sighed sadly, "This does not come as a complete surprise to me, as I am sure it was not to you either," he added with a poignant glance over the top of his glasses. "However, as the headmaster of the school all visits have to be authorised through me, and, if you would like, I can ensure that I will be present throughout the inspectors’ visits."

"That," Harry said with relief, "would be great."

"You must understand I do not have any true authority over the inspectors," Dumbledore said seriously, "that said, there are many who do have at least some respect for their elders and we can hope that my presence will at least keep them honest," he added with a wink.

Sirius smirked in amusement and shook his head at the old man's antics. "Well that is all we need, because you and Draco are doing a great job, Harry," he assured his godson. "I am incredibly proud of you and I am finding it difficult to maintain the disappointment I felt with the pair of you over the whole situation, when Orion is such a delight."

"Yeah, I know what you mean," Harry said with a self-deprecating chuckle. "I feel so guilty sometimes, for getting us into this situation, but now I look at Orion... and how am I supposed to regret him, he is the best bloody thing I have ever done in my life," Harry told them enthusiastically.

"Language," Dumbledore scolded lightly as his eyes twinkled happily, "but I do not believe anyone expects you to regret him."

"Of course not," Sirius insisted emphatically, "I bet Draco would clip you round the ear for even thinking that you maybe should regret him."

Harry gave a small nervous laugh, "Merlin; yeah, she would."

Sirius laughed at the worried expression on Harry's face, "Don't worry, I will be saying nothing," he promised.

-#-

Once Dumbledore had finished his cup of tea, Harry and Sirius had invited him to come back to their rooms and meet Orion. The headmaster had smiled widely and accepted the offer without hesitation; so by the time Draco stepped through the entrance to their rooms, with a crying Orion in her arms, Dumbledore, Harry and Sirius were sitting on the sofas, talking.

Harry jumped up from his seat and took Orion from a tired and drained looking Draco.

"Hey, little man, what has you so grumpy?" he asked the baby in his arms.

"Pretty sure he needs changing, I made the stupid mistake of leaving our rooms without supplies, lesson learnt there," Draco told him with a grimace. "I think Professor Snape actually thought he was pretty cute, until Orion started crying and then smelling... don't tell him I said that though," she added quickly, with a smirk in Sirius' direction.

It was at that point she spotted the headmaster, "Professor Dumbledore, Sir," she greeted, clearly surprised by his presence there.

"Good evening, Draco, I did not mean to disturb your evening but I came to meet the young man who is the talk of the school," the headmaster said with a glance towards where Harry was laying Orion on a mat to clean him up.

"Talk of the school?" Harry asked in surprise as he busied himself with wipes and nappies; Orion still grizzling in complaint.

Draco scoffed, "You can't honestly be surprised that they are all gossiping about him?" she asked him.

"Well I suppose not, but it isn't like anyone outside of our friends have actually met him," Harry said.

"I believe that has added an air of mystery and therefore curiosity," Dumbledore told them with a smile. "And it is not often that this school has played host to a baby."

"I guess," Harry said with a shrug as he tucked, a now clean, Orion back up into a warm sleep-suit. "As long as they don't hassle us and let us have our privacy..."

Sirius snorted at that, "Sorry, Harry, but that might be wishful thinking," he told his godson, "you and Draco are just too interesting."

Harry frowned at that as he moved across the room and but was smiling again as he lay Orion gently into the headmaster's arms.

"He looks like you, Draco," Dumbledore said quietly as he ran a finger across Orion's soft pale cheek, "though I can definitely see some of you in him too, Harry."

Sirius, who was sitting next to Dumbledore, ran a hand over Orion's small amount of hair as the tiny boy yawned, his eyes and fists both scrunched up as he drifted off to sleep.

"He is beautiful," the headmaster said softly, sounding quite mesmerised; as Harry and Draco looked on, revelling in this praise of their little miracle.

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Review responses:

Delia Cerrano - Indeed, Orion is here and neither Harry nor Draco can really do anything about Draco being stuck female, so it is something that neither of them spend much time thinking about it; they have other priorities at the moment but it is possible that once things are more settled and stable that Draco will allow herself to really face the reality of the rest of her life being female. I know what Orion will be like (personality and looks) but you will all just have to wait and see ;) (mostly because if I don't want to commit to something in case I change my mind.)

Gruffard - Yes, I was present at the birth of my baby brother and I was around for the early stages of my best friend's wife's labour. Haha, no, no ideas; I already have pretty clear plans for this story but yes Lucius is currently the biggest problem, that and the ministry inspections.

Nari-chan - Indeed, I was glad to be able to show the strong family unit Harry and Draco have become and that Hermione will defend not only Harry, but Draco too.

ChaosLady and abbicat - Thank you.
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