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Can You Keep a Secret?	By : KusanoSaku Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 28184 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter List
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Title: Can you keep a Secret?
Authors: kusanobabe05 [kusanosakura] and socia0307
Pairing: DracoxHarry, implied RonxHermione,
Fandom: HP
Notes: Compatible up to the bathroom scene between Draco and Harry in Half-blood Prince- minus the Ginny interest. After that is completely AU…
Warning: drarry gets rather aggressive so be warned.

Chapter 23

It was their first morning together…

Remus’ things had been moved to Ivy Hall. He was going over their revisions and homework so that he could give them lessons to help them prepare for their exams. Which would have to be taken later that summer since Hogwarts wasn’t safe.

As legal adults they were not required to attend Hogwarts, they could hire private tutors and taken their exams when they made an appointment.

While Harry was not too keen on being an Auror at the moment since he was going to become a parent, he was still considering his options. He was angry with the Ministry for how they handled Sirius’ case and how they swept Umbridge’s abuses of power under the rug.

Maybe he’d go into law instead…

XoooooX

After sending Albus away due a headache yesterday and sending her old nurse elf Nina to inform the twins and Arthur to eat out that day, Molly had agonized over a letter to Bill which she’d sent to Bill around lunch before going to bed with a migraine.

She had requested that Bill join her for lunch, only to wake up to a reply inviting her to lunch in Paris the next day.

Heart in her throat, she had put up her hair, put on her nicest dress and flooed to the Rue de Leon.

Her wand had been a Garrick Ollivander but her brothers Fabian and Gideon had Louis Ollivander’s.

She was really nervous about this, something about Harry’s comment about talking to Bill as well as the chiding she got from Harry and Malfoy had done that to her.

Not to mention losing all trust in Albus, maybe Percy was right…

Admitting that was hard, how she was going to explain that to Arthur after the fight they had…

She reached the restaurant and was pacing…

The door opened and her tall handsome son stepped out of it.

He looked almost the same as ever; the long hair in a tail and that dragon fang earring…

But there was something different…settled about him.

He hugged her and grinned, “Hey mum.”

She hugged him back, holding extra tight. “Bill, its great to see you.”

He backed up rubbing the back of his neck, like he was nervous, “I should have contacted you before. I’m sorry. I was upset, shocked and a bit embarrassed. I know you don’t like Fleur but Merlin mum I love her. Well, you’ll know when you see her but…”

Molly frowned, “But what Bill?”

“She’s pregnant, six months gone. I did the proper thing, asked her parents for her hand and we ran off to Scamander. It wasn’t intentional, she got a job at Gringotts and well us humans sort of party sometimes when we get a new member of the team. We’d liked each other at first sight but we didn’t mean to end up in bed. You met her after that but before we knew, you seemed to hate her so I was afraid to tell you.” Bill showed her the plain gold ring on his left hand, “I love her more today, then yesterday. I don’t think we made a mistake, she’s brilliant mum and I want you two to be friends.”

Molly sighed, “I was told off about how I’ve treated her, they told me that if you were as wonderful as I said I should trust your judgement. Asked me how I’d feel knowing if her parents were saying unkind things. It made me feel just awful, I still want to believe that you’re the little boy I carried my last years at Hogwarts but you’re not. Honestly, I don’t think I would have liked anyone you brought home. I may want grandchildren but letting you go, find love and get married to have them was hard to handle. I know that makes no sense,”

Bill waved her off, “It does, I’ll probably feel the same. It’s two girls and the healers say she’ll be delivering about the anniversary of the Triwizard. Fleur wants to name them for the champions not that I blame her. She promised I can name the next two but she wants to commemorate Cedric…”

Molly gasped, “For all the champions?”

Bill nodded, “Victoire Cedrina and Harriet Fleuretta.”

Molly smiled, “Beautiful names, they have good looking parents so they’ll be as lovely as their names. I want to meet my new daughter properly, escort me will you?”

Bill let out a sigh of what must be relief as he took her arm and led her inside, “It’s a French Restaurant but I wanted Fleur to be comfortable. She’s nervous; it was bad enough haven’t to ask the goblins for maternity leave. They wouldn’t grant it so she had to quit. She really wanted to be a Cursebreaker…”

Molly chuckled, “Why don’t you two start your own business? You’ve got enough experience and you could apprentice her to you. You don’t have to go treasure hunting forever. You could break different types of curses can’t you?”

Bill grinned at her, “I could and that’s great idea. Weasley and Delacour Cursebreakers…”

He opened a door to a private dining room before she could comment about why Fleur wasn’t a Weasley…

Sitting there wringing her hands was Fleur Delacour, the Beauxbatons Champion. She looked so small, frightened and lost…

Not at all like the girl who had entered the Maze during the Third Task…

Had Molly done that? Her heart broke, that poor girl having to give up her dream job because of an unexpected pregnancy…

Frightened of her? Merlin, she was so sorry…

Molly made her way over to Fleur, and took her hands in hers, “Welcome to the family.”

Fleur looked up at her, her ice blue eyes sparkling with unshed tears, “Yoo mean it?”

Molly took the seat next to her, “Yes, I want grandbabies more than anything but I still wanted Bill to be my little boy. Silly isn’t it? He loves you I can tell, he was my firstborn and my mother-in-law despised me. She wanted Arthur to bond to my brother Gideon and she thought I was a flighty piece. We were afraid to tell and then I fainted during my Potions OWL, I didn’t know I was pregnant and I didn’t know I would have Bill. A baby eventually but not that it would be Bill. He was so much more then I ever expected, I don’t have to tell you how wonderful he is.”

Fleur shook her head, “ ‘e is wonderful. Ee loove ‘em.”

“I can tell you do, I am so sorry I upset you before and was cold to you. I ought to have been nicer. You were the first girl he ever brought home; I didn’t want to believe he was that grown up. Now you’re family and having my grandbabies, can we start over? My name is Molly but you can call me mother if you like. It’s a pureblood custom to call your in-laws that.” Molly said holding out her hand.

Fleur took it in her own but it was still shaking, “Mother…I’m Fleur.”

“Nice to meet you Fleur, now how are you doing? Is morning sickness still bothering you? Any back pain? Sore feet? Cravings? I used to crave hot things and ate spicy peppers by the jar full. I made Arthur buy all the wizard and Muggle peppers I could stand for both Bill and Charlie. The other girls thought I was crazy, but with Percy it was Lemon. I had to have lemon everything. I even ate them like an orange.”

Fleur blinked at her, “’oney. I drench everything in ‘oney.”

Molly giggled, “Then I bet your girls will be sweet.” Then she frowned, “Oh dear, I forgot to ask these things about Harry.”

Fleur frowned, “You know about ‘arry? Gabrielle was so disappointed when I told ‘er zhat ‘e was spoken for.”

“You know about Harry?” Molly frowned.

Bill sighed, “I retrieved his Gringotts papers and helped him file for emancipation. I recognized one of his potions as being for pregnancy. He was nervous and then he realised that it must be because of Fleur so he told me to tell you but I was afraid.”

“Posh, I was pregnant with you during my Fifth and Sixth Year, who am I to cast stones? And Charlie the next year, so your father had two children of his own when he was in Auror training. He transferred out of the field and accepted his previous post so he’d be safer after we lost Fabian and Gideon. Nearly losing Ginny over the news frightened him and he didn’t want to leave me because something happened. Especially, since his parents didn’t approve of me.” Molly said quietly.

Bill sighed, “I knew that, that’s why I pushed myself so much. I was embarrassed when I found out that Fleur was pregnant, I did the only thing I could: I bonded to her. I didn’t know that she was the heir to a fortune or that her parents own a famous winery. She was just Fleur to me, when I think I might never had met her…”

Molly frowned, “Why?”

“I am Veela. I was frozen during ze zird task.”

Molly gasped, “You poor thing, I wouldn’t have met you then. We wouldn’t be expecting little Vickie and Harriet; you take good care of yourself. I have a small property from my mother’s family, its small less of a conversational piece then The Burrow but its lovely. We used to vacation there when the boys were little, before I had Ron of course. It’s a lovely place in Cornwall, right on the coast. You two could fix it up, it had a really lovely garden.”

Bill frowned, “Shell Cottage? I’ve been thinking about it lately, as lovely as the Chateau is I want a place of our own. I didn’t know who ended up with it but I wanted to see if I could buy it.”

Molly sniffed, “Nonsense, its mine and I want you two to have it. It’s a bonding present from me, a bit late but who cares.”

“What about dad?”

Molly snorted, “Leave him to me, like I said we didn’t see the point of waiting and we got you. Now you ended up in the same boat and you did the right and proper thing. Wish you’d invited me but I wouldn’t have been ready then. Three baby girls? I’ll have to start knitting day and night to catch up.”

Their food arrived, over onion soup and a lovely shrimp salad Molly caught up with Bill and got to know Fleur.

She needed to get to know Malfoy; she hoped he meant it when it came to a ring…

XoooooX

Hermione was beside herself, Ron was being so hateful…

The cosy toes she’d knitted for Harry’s baby girl he’d shredded.

It had been almost perfect…

Now it was a pile of tattered yarn.

She sat in a secluded alcove and cried.

Since Ginny heard the news that Harry ran away with Malfoy she had taken to glaring at her so she’d lost her as a friend.

She felt so lost and alone…

Two sets of footsteps approached her alcove.

“Professor Burbage?”

“Miss Lovegood?”

“What brings you here?”

“It’s all over the castle isn’t it?” came Luna’s familiar voice.

“What is?” her closest professor’s voice had a frown in it.

“Lavender. She thought Ron dumped her after his poisoning…then she ended up in the Hospital wing. Pavarti told him that she fainted…now they’re back together.”

Hermione let out a cry of pain.

Then there were running feet.

Luna burst in first, “Hermione? Oh Merlin, you didn’t know? I’m so sorry. I know you end up here when you’re upset. I thought that’s what you were hiding here about. You came here after Ron got with Lavender, then before that…”

Hermione toyed with the bits of yarn, “He didn’t even tell me we were over…I came because he took this from my bag.”

“Bits of yarn?” Charity asked frowning.

Hermione shook her head; “It was a present…for Harry. I promised it to him and Ron used it to practice his blasting curse.”

Luna smiled, “I thought his aura changed, he and Malfoy were quite different after the bathroom incident. He’s going to have a baby isn’t he?”

Hermione paled, gripping the yarn bits, “You can’t tell…”

Charity sniffed, “Now Hermione since when have I ever betrayed your confidence?”

Hermione tilted her head in shame, “I’m sorry, but with his status I’m frightened for him. I would never have chosen that person, but they strangely seem suited but Ron doesn’t think so…”

“Ron Weasley has Blibbering humdingers, Wrackspurts and Nargles in his brain. He’s acting like a narrow-minded bully.” Luna sniffed, “I know you think you love him but there is someone close to you who loves you more and would applaud you for standing by Harry. Harry is lucky to have a friend like you.”

Hermione sniffed, “Who? I’m not pretty, all I have is brains and cleverness.”

“You are so pretty!” Charity snapped, “You are so much better then Lavender Brown even if she’s a wealthy heiress. You’ve got ambition, brains and loyalty; what does she have? Money and looks, ha! Trust me I grew up in a family of four girls, I thought I wasn’t pretty. Faith was a Ravenclaw and so was Constance, Irma was a Slytherin and I was the only Hufflepuff even though Burbages have been badgers for ages. Irma has never been a people person because she lives for her books. Quite fitting now that she’s Hogwarts’ librarian, she got me this job. She and I are the only unmarried ones in the family. Connie’s got kids; Lysippe and Hippolyte while Faith has Adrian and Gaheris. I always wanted kids but when someone falls hard for the likes of Sirius Black…” she shrugged.

Hermione gasped, “Sirius? You liked Sirius?”

“He had a bad boy aura, mixed with that of a lonely abandoned puppy, quite irresistible. More the fool me, I believed in his innocence and then he was gone. I finally managed to get my courage up to ask him for a drink. I was the last person he dated before Harry’s parents died. I wanted what Faith and Connie had but it wasn’t meant to be.” Charity gave a cold laugh, “I want you to find someone worthy of you; don’t settle for second best.”

“Don’t worry about Ron,” Luna said sagely, “You’ll find your true soulmate this summer.”

“I thought we were happy, I know Harry was suffering having lost Sirius but I thought Ron really liked me.” Hermione sniffed. “Thought the three of us were okay, that we trusted each other. Now I’m all alone.

Luna sighed, “I don’t think Ron could. He puts on a front but he has just as many prejudices as Malfoy had. As for Harry, I’m sure it happened so fast and he was embarrassed. Malfoy was supposed to be an enemy and they fell in love.”

Hermione rocked, still holding fistfuls of tattered yarn, “It hurts…”

Luna patted her head, “You’ll be alright, its okay to be upset but you will have a happy future with someone who loves you.”

Sitting there with Luna and her professor-confidant, Hermione wept for her broken relationship and for the destruction of her present to Harry.

XoooooX

Ron and Hermione knew, Bill, Molly, Remus and Draco’s Uncle Severus; that left only Fred and George.

Honestly, Harry worried about their reaction…

He nervously admitted he wanted to invite them to lunch the next day.

Draco winced, “You’ve told so many people and I’ve told no one but my godfather.”

Harry kissed him, “That’s alright, given your house and how many have Death Eaters in the family, I can’t blame you for being wary.”

“I can’t tell Pansy because she still believes she’s going to be Lady Malfoy and her father is a Death Eater. I’d really like at least one person I know well at my bonding…” then Draco paled.

Harry blushed, “We haven’t really talked about that. I don’t really know who I can ask…”

Draco grinned, “I know someone, an old friend, he has a Death Eater father but he is staunchly resistant to them. He holds all Death Eaters as equals with his father. He used to dislike me so much but if he knew I broke with the Dark Lord, he might become a very valuable ally. Then there is Blaise, his only link to the Death Eaters are through his stepfamily. Blaise is a first generation Slytherin so house rivalries never really mattered to him. Blaise is the closest thing to a best friend I have. Though maybe I can talk to Adrian…”

“Why don’t you talk to them, have Dobby fetch them? Maybe? Sound them out and then see if they’ll accept us. I can talk to Fred and George at the same time…” Harry offered.

Draco linked their hands and covered Harry’s baby bump so Iris was between them, “I want her to be safe. If we have a chance at a strong bonding and a healthy relationship we need all the allies and support we can get.”

Harry looked into those molten silver eyes, “I trust you.”

Draco felt a rush of pride; “I love you for that…”

The two of them curled up together for a quiet moment before sending dobby and Winky for their respective friends.

They shared a kiss before separating: Draco for his study and Harry for the morning room.

XoooooX

Harry sipped on ginger tea while he waited.

His two ginger elder brothers were delivered by Dobby.

“Mister Fred and Mister George Wheezy as ordered Master Harry Potter sir.” Dobby said with a bow.

“Thank you Dobby. You go now.”

“Dear me am I seeing things Forge?”

“Not if you’re seeing a glowing Harry sipping Ginger tea Gred.”

“Yes I’m happy and yes I’m pregnant. Four months gone actually.” Harry blushed.

“Merlin, who’s the sire?”

“Um…” Harry swallowed.

“Malfoy. Harry went and seduced his Slytherin.” George chuckled. “Can’t say I blame him they are rather passionate behind the mask.”

“Forge I’ve been rather agreeable about your snake but don’t torment me like that.” Fred grumbled.

“You have a snake lover of your own?” Harry yelped.

“Yep, but I haven’t told anyone outside of Gred aside from Sirius.” George swallowed, “Sorry Harry.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’m as close to being ‘over it’ as I can be. I’ve got my family; I have a daughter coming, a lover who adores me and a mum.” Harry waved his hand dismissively.

“So mum was serious about you being like a son to her then? I thought she was just, you know, trying to boss Sirius around.” Fred said frowning.

“She meant it, mum promised me a bunch of knitted baby things for her. So who is it?” Harry frowned.

“He’s the son of a Death Eater so we’ve been rather quiet about it. Mostly because he doesn’t want me in danger…” George blushed. “His father really would hurt me, he’s that sort of person. Theo isn’t a Death Eater and he’s stayed far from his father for his own protection. He would refuse the Dark Mark and that would cause a serious, irreparable rift between them. Given that he’s trying to keep a distance between his siblings and their father, it’s troublesome enough that they ended up in other houses: Ned’s in Gryffindor and Gracie hasn't started yet..."

“That’s a problem?” Harry frowned.

“For a Death Eater? Of course…” George shrugged, “They’re swell kids, love ‘em like they’re mine own, same as Theo…”

Harry’s jaw dropped, “Theo Nott?”

George blinked, “Of course, why? Who did you think I meant? Zabini? No offence, he’s cute and all but the boy is far too effeminate for me. I like my man rather…possessive and dominant.”

Fred groaned.

Harry giggled; “I have to say that is rather enjoyable isn’t it?” he winked at George, “So you’re okay with us? With my being with Draco and us having a baby?”

George snorted, “Okay with it? You’ve been watching him since your first year! You were hurt when he started the ‘Support Cedric Diggory’ campaign so you had a crush on the git. No offence but Diggory was a man whore; they called him Hogwarts Slut and Fred was the Stud of our year at least.”

“Flirt with a handful of girls and they all think you’re walking sex.” Fred said with a yawn, “like I’d touch ’em if they were throwing themselves at me. I’m waiting for just the right someone, I’ll know if I find ‘em but until then turning heads is enough.”

“So if Draco asked, which I know he will he just hasn’t yet…would you…” Harry swallowed.

“Be your witnesses? Only if you’ll return the favour little brother.” George smirked.

“You’re the best!” Harry grinned.

XoooooX

Draco would have paced but he was too well bred to do that when he was expecting persons other then Harry.

“Dobby let go of me this instant before I hex you.”

Draco flinched slightly at the venomous tone, “Theo.”

“Malfoy! I see the rumour of Dobby’s release from your employ was false.” Theo snarled.

“Actually he is not a Malfoy elf at all, Dobby is in the employ of the Potter family as is Winky.” Draco drawled lazily.

“So my suspicions of the true nature of your relationship to Potter was not amiss.” Blaise smirked.

“Oh?” Draco cocked an eyebrow, “What have you supposed it was?”

“That you were lovers and that Professor Snape was assisting you in a cover-up with the tale of a curse. Really Draco, with the history of your father’s association with the Dark Lord was this really a prudent move?”

“Since when do reason and love have much to do with one another? Love is beyond logic.” Draco chuckled.

“What would you know of love?” Theo snorted. “You’ve always been the sort to follow your father’s choices.”

“My father was wrong, it was he who is responsible for the predicament I was in prior to my relationship with Harry. I have broke with the Dark Lord and he knows it not. I have yet to free my mother from the Manor but that is not the issue.”

“You broke with the Dark Lord?” Theo sniggered, “I find that rather ridiculous. One does not do so unless they are dead.”

Draco let out a weary sigh as he unbuttoned the cuff of his shirt and began to roll up his left shirtsleeve to bear his mark. “See I no longer bear his branding. I was never branded of my own free will, since I was forced to take it after my return to the Manor last summer following father’s arrest. I suspect it was a result of his failure to retrieve the prophecy and his subsequent capture. Apparently, he thought there must be something remarkable about the youth of our generation if we were able to resist and subdue his minions. It is due to my relationship with Harry that I found the courage to stand apart from either.”

“So you’re not a Death Eater?”

“Greg isn’t entirely loyal either, surely you noticed that Giselle did not return this year. She was to be Head Girl, however she’s imprisoned at Lanesborough. Were we to find a way to have Lord Goyle imprisoned and Greg emancipated, Giselle might be freed. He can’t harm her or else she’d have little use to him. He has harboured hopes of using her to entice Lord Pucey and Madam Burbage into supporting the cause.”

Theo snorted, “As if. Neither family would allow such a thing, Slytherins do not as a rule turn on one another unless it were in their own best interest but I am quite convinced that both of those individuals would never join or support the cause. It would violate their principals as odd as it is to say that a Slytherin would possess them.”

“Murder is against mine, no matter what others would have of me.” Draco sniffed, “I am quite glad that I have not succeeded though I have reasons of my own to detest the loathsome person masquerading as the esteemed Headmaster.”

“You wished our presence to inform us exactly of what?” Theo sneered.

“That while I have broke with the Headmaster and with the Dark Lord I have need of ears and eyes in our mutual House. Due to our love affair and child I am planning on a quiet bonding and I had hoped being my two oldest friends that I might prevail upon you to stand for me. I could ask my cousin Adrian but I would much prefer you both.” Draco said nervously.

“We have not been friends since before my mother died.” Theo coughed.

“Have we not? You looked after Blaise after I was injured by that Hippogriff.” Draco shrugged. “You’ve lectured me about the dangers of being so under father’s thumb. I’m free of anyone’s expectations other than my own, well with the exception of Mrs. Weasley who expects a ring on Harry’s finger by her next visit. I had already planned to ask him…I would have asked sooner but with the Headmaster trying to talk Harry into aborting the child and ending a relationship with me, I have his protection as my first priority.”

“As it should be. Were my Gryffindor,” Theo began.

Draco forgot himself and his jaw dropped, “Are you serious?”

“It’s no more dangerous for me to take one then you.” Theo scowled. “He’s positively brilliant I couldn’t abide a fool.”

“Anyone I knew?” Draco swallowed.

“No one in our year if that’s what you mean.” Theo snorted.

“Older I suspect…” Draco mused.

“Definitely.” Blaise chuckled, “Unlike you, both of us like older wizards, only difference between Theo and I would be that I’d rather be ravished and he’d prefer to do the ravishing.”

“Quite true.” Theo coughed.

“So would you consider it? I know that Theo wouldn’t support a farce and I’m deathly serious. You are aware, I am sure, just what Aunt Bella would do to me if she knew I betrayed her Lord and impregnated his enemy.” Draco swallowed.

Blaise pouted at him, “I’m just peeved you didn’t trust me. I thought we were best friends.”

“If you’ll forgive my reticence I’m sure that Harry would agree to let you be godfather.” Draco grinned.

Theo smirked, “What about me?”

“I’m sure Harry could be persuaded to allow you and your Gryffindor to be godparents to our next child.”

“If you both survive a conflict with your former lord.” Theo said sharply.

“Of course. I believe Harry had tea readied in the breakfast parlour if you’d like to join us.” Draco asked rising.

“I have no other plans.” Blaise grinned.

“I could be persuaded.” Theo shrugged.

Draco led them to the morning room with pomp.

XoooooX

George was just reaching for a second gingersnap when he felt familiar magic. “Theo…you didn’t tell me he was here…” he leaped from his chair and ran towards the door, darting around Draco and threw himself at his Slytherin.

Theo looked surprised to see him but nevertheless caught him and kissed him. “George…?”

Harry giggled to himself and smiled at Draco, “Where’s my kiss?”

Draco took the ‘hint’ and joined Harry to kiss him.

Blaise whistled, “I feel quite left out. Any chance I could talk you into giving me a kiss?” he playfully batted his eyelashes at Fred.

The elder former Gryffindor coughed, “Sorry, you don’t seem to be my type.”

“A pity,” Blaise announced dejectedly, “for you are definitely mine. It’s just as well, since you’re not my mate.

The party sat down to take tea together and catch up as best they could to one another’s lives.

XoooooX

Remus had been asked to teach the pair but some subjects such as potions were definitely not his skill so even if he had agreed he asked two interested parties to meet him at the Three Broomsticks. A third had begged off claiming illness but he has suspicions that she was wary of speaking to him due to his ‘membership’ in the Order; Remus would clarify that another time.

Severus being the closest arrived first, the second was a former Head Girl and Queen of Slytherin.

“Lupin.” Andromeda Tonks, Draco’s maternal aunt greeted them stiffly as Remus brought up privacy wards around their corner table.

“Remus.” Severus glared.

“Do desist in this ridiculous show of hatred Severus.” Andromeda snapped.

“I have my reasons.” Severus grumbled.

“Remus Lupin has never wanted your injury and most assuredly never would have been involved in any of my deceased cousin’s pranks. You know this and you still abuse him, for shame.” Andromeda snapped.

“I am sure that Remus didn’t summon us both due to his own issues with me.” Severus scowled.

Remus nodded, “Severus is right, actually I’m here to ask you both to assist me.”

“Really? Why would I?” Severus sneered.

“It is in regard to your godson so I would hope you would hear me out.” Remus sighed.

“Narcissa’s child?” Andromeda frowned.

“Indeed.” Remus went on, “He and Harry had me brought to his current residence. I don’t know it’s name and I won’t ask. They have run afoul of the headmaster and will soon I’m afraid have Bellatrix after them so their safety is quite important. Now they asked me to tutor them for their NEWTS but honestly, Potions is quite beyond me. I had hoped that Severus might spare an hour or so for them in the evenings or weekends of course so not to affect your Hogwarts duties. I can of course teach charms as well as some aspects of Defence specifically Dark Creatures but perhaps one of you can help them learn to recognize and defend against Dark Magic? I think the two of you would be excellent resources actually.”

“As for Draco’s ridiculous task the Headmaster is dying and well I’ve strategically been weakening the potion that I brewed at his behest to hold back the curse. My plan is to make it look like the Dark Lord killed him instead of Draco. I would not have murder on my godson’s conscience anymore then I want it on my own. Albus made the mistake of confiding in me prior to trying to convince Harry to kill his child.” Severus grumbled.

“Harry Potter is pregnant?” Andromeda gasped.

“With your great niece hence why Bellatrix would want both of their heads. Pomfrey has yet to find a suitable healer for him to oversee the pregnancy. We will need someone discrete of course.”

Andromeda smirked, “My cousin Edmund Delacour, formerly for the House of Rosier had a Healer from the Veela court deliver his daughters. I will ask him if he could request for the healer to visit me at St. Mungos. I have overseen a few births to wizard bearers but I am far more comfortable and skilled with witch deliveries. Anyone who is both skilled enough and discrete enough to treat the Veela Queen should do quite nicely for Harry Potter.”

“I will leave vetting a birth healer in your capable hands Andromeda.” Remus inclined his head respectfully.

“I will find time to tutor both boys in potions. While Potter can’t brew or be around brewing he can of course do the written I suppose. Though his practical exam will have to wait until after the birth of course. I am pleased they are thinking ahead as to their lives after the war.” Severus muttered darkly.

“I can help them with a subject or two, perhaps Astronomy or Ancient Runes. But aside from healing, my main talent still lies in Dark magic. Quite appropriate with a oleander wand.” Andromeda offered.

Over drinks, which Remus fetched, the three of them plotted out a plausible tutoring schedule that would accommodate Andromeda and Severus’ schedules.

Of course he would have to discuss bringing in extra tutors to Draco and Harry to gain their consent. While he had little doubt of their agreement to Severus’ assistance, Andromeda might be a harder option to convince the boys of.

Legally adults or not, they still were boys to Remus…

And someone had to look out for them…

Sorry for the late update but what do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?

unneeded -Technically, drarry aren't officially engaged because Draco hasn't asked yet or Harry for that matter. The only reasons they are practically in engaged is because they are in love and Draco is old-fashioned, no Malfoy will be born illegitimate. He wants Iris to be legitimate so she can be granted the rights of an heiress, Harry hasn't thought that far ahead just yet. While Dumbles had a point he went about it all wrong and comparing Draco to Gellert really isn't fair. He failed to consider how desparately Harry wanted a family and how much Harry craved being loved- Harry would never give up Draco and Iris even if they were new to his life. As for Ron, you know canoically he hates Slytherins, he really wouldn't take Harry going from 'Draco's a Death Eater' to 'Draco is the love of my life' in like six weeks, it would be sort of mental whiplash. While Molly doesn't completely trust Draco, she wants Harry to be happy and she wants grandbabies. Hermione wants to be a supportive friend and give Draco a chance while Remus wants to be there for Harry because he's lost his parents and Sirius.
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