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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 25, enjoy.

Things have progressed beautifully and I am almost done with not only chapter 26, but chapter 27 as well; I even have a moderate plan in place for chapter 28. So things are looking good for the next few weeks at least.

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

Warnings and disclaimers apply as always

Previously

"Not today, Neville," Harry told him apologetically. "Don't look but there is a guy up at the head table watching how we are taking care of him and we have already been judged on handing him off to Sirius," he explained.

"Oh, okay," Neville said with a fond smile at the young family.

Draco finished helping himself to a plate full of food, chopping it up into small pieces so that it would be easy to eat with just one free hand, and then took Orion from his father, giving Harry a chance to deal with his own dinner.

"They're adorable right?" Blaise whispered into Neville's ear.

Neville turned and smiled at the Slytherin boy, "Yeah... all three?" he asked.

"Absolutely," Blaise told him, mirroring the smile.

-#-

Sirius was leaning against the wall outside the great hall; Harry sat on the floor by his feet, his legs together and knees bent up, supporting Orion so that he could make eye contact with the three week old baby. Harry was holding a cuddly lion toy, which Sirius had bought for Orion; letting his small son try to grab it and loving the tiny happy noises Orion was making when he wiggled the toy gently.

They were waiting for Draco, who was about to finish his Ancient Runes exam; his final one for their first week of OWLs. The exams had gone well so far and they found that they actually had more time with Orion than they had had during the weeks of normal lessons.

“Hey Orion,” Hermione said in a high pitched babying voice as she sat down next to Harry, letting a tiny baby hand grip one of her fingers; little baby blue eyes moving around trying to make sense of their surroundings.

“Yes, hi Hermione,” Harry said teasingly, “it is lovely to see you too, I am very well thank you.”

Sirius gave a short barking laugh.

“Oh hush you,” she told him, elbowing him gently in the ribs, “he is just too cute. Can’t get enough of his adorable little fingers,” she said in her higher voice. “Now let me have a cuddle,” she commanded.

“I would love to give you a hug, Hermione, but Orion would get in the way,” Harry said with a grin, but Hermione was already carefully picking up his son.

“Is she monopolising him again?” Draco asked in a mock exasperated tone as she joined them.

“Of course she is,” Sirius told him. “I think you are probably lucky that she hasn’t run off with him yet.”

“Like she would dare,” Draco said in a truly deadly tone.

“You know I wouldn’t,” Hermione assured them quickly, “I want to be able to give him back when he needs changing.”

“So how did the exam go?” Harry asked; pointedly ignoring the stares of the other students who were also leaving the exam.

“As well as could be expected,” Draco told him with a shrug; all her attention on her son as she sat down next to Hermione and ran a finger over Orion’s pale cheek.

“It was fairly straight forward,” Hermione agreed, making soft cooing noises as Orion waved a clenched fist out in front of himself.

“Come on you lot, no point sitting around in the hall ways,” Sirius insisted, dragging Harry to his feet.

Draco managed to steal her son back from Hermione, despite the sad expression that put on the latter’s face.

“I have just spent all week doing exams too, the last several hours of which was translating runes,” Draco insisted, “I just want to cuddle him for a bit now that I don’t have to worry about an exam tomorrow; he is MY son you know,” she reminded her.

“Yeah, I know,” Hermione admitted a bit sheepishly, “I just really love him.”

Harry and Draco both turned delighted smiles on their friend.

“And we love that you love him,” Harry assured her, “and I am very glad that his Auntie Hermione wants to spend so much time with him.”

“Auntie Hermione,” she repeated; the corner of her mouth twitching with restrained glee and Harry suspected that she was only just managing to hold in a squeal of joy.

Harry threw an arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his side, as they headed towards the Gryffindor common room; that being their preferred entrance to their rooms as they were less likely to encounter resistance there.

“Of course Auntie Hermione,” he told her, “You are going to be a big part of his life, if I get my way.”

Harry didn’t know quite what happened but suddenly he had a face full of bushy brown hair and a pair of arms tightly gripping around his neck.

“Yeah, yeah, I love you too, Hermione,” Harry told her with an amused chuckle which made the Gryffindor girl release him, a red flush colouring her cheeks.

-#-

The weekend was surprisingly relaxing; Harry openly admitted that he was anxious regarding Monday’s potions tests but Draco was more than willing to help him prepare. There were nearly always various friends around, either wanting help with a particular subject or wanting a chance to hold Orion; frequently both.

It was amazing how quickly the Gryffindors had become taken with the tiny boy; wanting to learn how to hold him and care for him, though they were still quick enough to hand him back to Harry and Draco as soon as he started to smell.

“Who would have thought such a scrawny git like Harry would create such a pretty baby?” Seamus teased as he sat holding Orion a bit stiffly; apparently not trusting himself to not drop the baby.

“Hey!” Harry objected, looking up with a small frown from the page of notes he was writing out.

Draco, however, snorted in amusement, “Must be because Orion takes after me,” she said proudly.

Neville leaned over Seamus’s shoulder. “Hmm, but he doesn’t look like a pointy git either, so that can’t be it.”

“HEY!” Draco scowled, making Harry have to bite his lip to keep from laughing.

“I guess pointiness and scrawniness must balance each other out,” Dean suggested, off hand, “because you two do make a cute baby.”

“Must be,” Blaise said, pushing well into Neville’s personal space to peer down at Orion, who was fast asleep. “Think you are right about his hair though, Draco; it already seems a few shades darker than when he was first born. Aren’t you going to be SO happy if your first born inherits that Potter hair?”

Draco scowl deepened, “Delighted,” she told them through clenched teeth.

“Don’t worry, Love,” Harry said with an amused smirk, “you will have a lifetime to work out how to make both Orion’s and my hair behave how you want.”

Draco groaned and dropped her head onto her book, which was open on the table in front of her. “I know I brought this on myself,” she whispered quietly, “but, why me?”

Harry and Ron were the only ones sitting close enough to hear; Harry patted Draco’s leg in mock sympathy.

“Don’t worry, Draco,” Ron whispered to her, “look at all the Gryffindors you have around you to help keep you sane.”

Draco groaned; hitting her head against her book again. “Great...” she mumbled, “thanks for that Ron.”

“Glad I could help,” he told her happily with a pat on her back, making Harry laugh again.

-#-

The second week of OWLs passed much like the first, though with the thankful absence of a ministry visit; and Ron managed to talk both Harry and Draco into joining the end of exam celebration that was taking place in the Gryffindor common room.

“You’re going to take Orion with you?” Sirius asked in surprise as Draco carefully put a warm dark green jumper on her son.

“Of course,” Draco told him, “you know full well that I would have had him with me in lessons and the exams if I could.”

“Fair point,” Sirius said, taking a seat and watching fondly as Draco scooped Orion up in her arms and nibbled playfully on his fingers, which Orion obviously enjoyed. “I just have memories of a few of our end of year parties and they would definitely not have been baby friendly.” A distant look came over Sirius’ eyes and Draco assumed he was remembering the trouble that he and his friends had gotten up to in their school days.

“Ready to go?” Harry asked as he came out of the bathroom; he had supposedly been brushing his hair, or at least that was what Draco had sent him in there to do.

“We are,” Draco confirmed, “I know I shouldn’t still be surprised by your hairbrush- resistant hair, but still...”

“I know, Love,” he said, stealing a quick kiss, “but it is a lost cause.”

“You’re telling me,” Draco said, running her fingers affectionately through his dark locks; she complained about it, but in truth she was becoming rather fond of the scruffy look; it suited Harry.

“You could join us if you like,” Harry told his godfather.

Sirius looked very tempted, but he felt old enough around Harry, Draco and their friends, without being in the familiar common room which would surely hammer home just how much things had changed in the years since he thought of the place as home.

“I will pass, thought I would head down to the Three Broomsticks,” he said with a wide grin that told the young couple all they needed to know about the man’s evening plans.

Harry laughed, “Well, try not to get into too much trouble,” he advised.

“Trouble?” Sirius said with a gasp of mock horror, “Who do you think I am?” he added with a wink.

Draco rolled her eyes and handed Orion to Harry, so that she could wrap the baby sling around her; between the pair of them they had their sleeping son securely in the sling within a few short moments.

“I assume I don’t need to tell you two to behave yourselves?” Sirius asked, getting up to see them out.

“Of course not,” Draco assured him with her best disarming smile.

“Yes, because you never do anything you aren’t supposed to,” Sirius pointed out sarcastically.

“You know you can trust us,” Harry said, sounding quite exasperated over his godfather’s teasing.

“And I suppose this little guy is a figment of my imagination then?” he asked with amusement; brushing a hand over Orion’s, now almost brown, fluffy hair.

“Okay, fair point,” Harry yielded, “but you have to admit we have been pretty responsible since then.”

“That you have, Harry,” Sirius said proudly, throwing an arm over his shoulder, “that you have. Go on; have fun tonight, I will see you later... or maybe tomorrow morning.”

And with that they were all but shoved out of their own rooms, into the castle corridors.

-#-

“I thought you said that Harry said he and Draco would be coming?” Blaise said to Hermione, feeling really awkward sitting in the middle of the red and gold coloured common room, surrounded by many who had considered him a natural rival for most of their academic careers so far.

“They’ll be here,” Ron told him, as he sat himself on Blaise’s other side, holding out an almost full bottle of what looked a lot like firewhiskey. “Drink?” he offered.

“Err... sure,” Blaise said, accepting the bottle and taking a swig.

“Honestly,” Hermione said in an exasperated tone, “you’re sixteen years old, you shouldn’t be drinking,” she told them. “Where did you even get that?” she asked curiously.

“Courtesy of Fred and George,” Ron said proudly; raising the bottle in a toast as he accepted it back from Blaise and taking another drink.

“Dare I enquire where they headed off to after ensuring you were suitably supplied with inappropriate beverages?” Hermione asked.

“Not a clue, probably in a corner somewhere testing some new creation of theirs,” Ron told her with a shrug.

Hermione frowned at that; the twins had spent most of the year perfecting their products and while she didn’t approve of what they were up to, it wasn’t like they listened to her on such matters.

“NO MORE EXAMS!” Someone cried out and there was a happy cheer throughout the room, drowning out her thoughts.

It wasn’t exactly a rowdy party but the atmosphere was definitely a happy one; Ron had spoken to Dobby, on Harry’s suggestion, and organised a wide selection of snack foods and more than one or two people seemed to have managed to smuggle alcohol in. The younger years had been banned, with a lot of very loud vocal protests, from the common room for the night but everyone from fifth year and up was in a celebratory mood.

So it was quite a loud common room that Harry and Draco stepped into a short while later.

“Draco...,” Blaise said with obvious relief; jumping up from the sofa and hurrying over to his friend.

“Wasn’t sure you would be here,” Draco told him, smirking when she realised he wasn’t quite steady on his feet. “Have you been drinking?” she asked with amusement.

“Blame Weasley,” he told her with a shrug. “You brought Orion...? To an end of exams party?” he asked incredulously, looking into the sling to watch the small boy still fast asleep despite the raucous energy all around them.

“He doesn’t seem bothered,” Harry pointed out as he peered down at his infant son.

“HEEEEEY!” Ron said happily... and loudly, as he headed over to them, “Want a drink?” he offered, holding out the bottle of firewhiskey, which Blaise noticed was definitely a fair bit emptier than the last time he saw it.

“No thank you; given I am still Orion’s food source I hardly think that alcohol would be wise,” Draco said with a roll of her eyes.

“Could ‘a just said no,” Ron mumbled, “’Arry?” he said as he tried to hold out the bottle again.

“No thanks mate,” Harry told him, “looks like you drank my share already anyway.”

“Awww, you brought Orion?” Ron said, suddenly noticing the sling around Draco, “Can I hold him?” he added excitedly, his eye wide.

Draco looked horrified but Harry laughed and shook his head.

“I think not,” he told him. “Just how much HAVE you drunk?”

“Not enough,” Ron slurred, with the most uncoordinated attempt at a wink any of them had ever seen.

“I beg to differ,” Hermione told him sternly, easily managing to snatch the offending liquid from his loose grip.

“HEY!” Ron cried out but when he attempted to snatch it back, Hermione took one step away from him and watched as he fell, face first, to the floor. “Ouch...” he said in a voice that was muffled by the carpet.

The others however were having a great deal of trouble not laughing hysterically, with several of them biting their lips to restrain themselves; and the sixth year girls, who were in a group over near the fireplace, weren’t even trying to stop their all-out giggles.

“There’s always one,” Neville said in an obviously amused tone, “I guess we should have known it would be you, Ron,” he said, as he helped the completely uncoordinated red-head onto the nearby sofa.

“I should probably be offended by that,” Ron mumbled with an amused and somewhat blissful smile.

“Probably,” Harry replied with a short laugh; taking a seat next to his friend. He looked up when he heard a small whine from their son.

Draco sat herself on the floor, by Harry’s feet and took the bag of baby supplies when he handed it to her. She manoeuvred Orion out of the sling, checked his nappy was clean and fished out a bottle of milk she had expressed earlier. “It’s okay little man, Mummy has food for you,” she told him absently; getting the small teat into his mouth with practiced ease.

Of course the other students couldn’t resist coming and getting a look at the less than a month old baby.

“He is so tiny,” Lavender cooed as she sat on the floor next to Draco and ran a hand over Orion’s hair.

The action clearly distracted him from feeding because he turned his head, losing the bottle from between his little lips; Draco glared at the girl lightly but easily got Orion to suckle on it again. Harry was just impressed that his wife had managed not to insult Lavender, though he was fairly sure the Gryffindor girl had got the message perfectly well from Draco’s expression; at least she didn’t try to touch Orion again.

“So do you know what subjects you are going to take next year?” Hermione asked Blaise with enthusiasm.

Blaise opened his mouth to answer but Ron’s loud voice beat him to it. “It is an END of exams party, Hermione, can we not think about next year at least until the start of summer?” he grumbled.

She crossed her arms over her chest but didn’t say anything, taking a seat next to Draco instead.

“He really was hungry,” she commented as Orion finished off the last dregs.

“He always is; no idea where he got such an appetite from, it isn’t like me or Harry particularly eat lots,” Draco said.

She quickly removed the empty bottle from sucking lips and dropping it back into the magical baby bag. Harry already had a cloth out and over Draco’s shoulder, ready to burp Orion.

“Can I?” Hermione asked eagerly.

“Err... sure,” Draco agreed and Harry moved the cloth onto Hermione’s shoulder instead.

“How come she gets...?” Ron started to grumble.

“Because she isn’t completely rat-arsed,” Harry told him, though he sounded like he was humouring a small child.

It was hardly the first time Hermione had burped Orion but with exams her focus had been elsewhere. “He is growing so quickly,” she laughed as she patted him firmly on the back, “he definitely wasn’t this heavy a few weeks ago.”

“Really?” Harry asked her.

“Well I imagine you don’t notice it as much, being around him all the time, but definitely,” she told him, just as she managed to get an impressive burp from the baby on her shoulder.

It seemed that Orion’s presence in the room seemed to calm them all and while there was still lots of laughter, eating, drinking and conversation it was a lot less loud than it had been earlier; not that anyone seemed to mind.

They let Orion lay on the floor in the middle of the room, though Harry or Draco was always right at his side, playing with the various toys that they had brought with them, and the party just went on and moved around them. Draco had growled at one of the sixth year girls when she said Orion was the new Gryffindor mascot, making her back away quickly with a rather worried look in her eyes, but other than that it was a great evening, and Harry was sure he couldn’t have been happier.

-#-

Harry had told Molly Weasley, more than once, that she didn’t have to come and help them to move everything to Grimmauld Place; but for once he was glad that she had completely ignored him. It seemed that Orion had more stuff than they had realised and so the process of moving it all, whilst still taking care of a nearly one month old baby, was a lot more time-consuming than they had envisioned.

They had already made several trips and had managed to sort most of their belongings into boxes; feeling that they had done well, Harry and Mrs Weasley were sat on the sofas in the Hogwarts rooms taking what Mrs Weasley called a well-earned tea break. Draco was taking a nap with Orion and Sirius was unpacking boxes of Orion’s toys and clothes in the nursery, next to Harry and Draco’s room, at Grimmauld Place.

There had been a lovely moment though when Molly had found the third bracelet that Harry had bought Draco for Valentine’s Day; the one that was a matching set with the ones that Harry and Draco were already wearing and could help guide the wearing in the direction of its partners. With everything else that had been going on, it had simply been forgotten. Orion was not exactly impressed, when they first placed the metal band around his wrist and the charms adjusted to make it a perfect fit, but within ten minutes he seemed to have forgotten it was even there.

“So the ministry have no concerns about how you have been caring for Orion?” Molly asked, when Harry told her that they had had a letter from the Ministry’s Child Services department.

“It was from the woman who was at the meeting we went to,” Harry explained, “Madam Coram, I think it was; head of the department anyway. She said that despite some mild concerns that the inspector raised about us not being around enough, that we seemed to be doing, and I quote, a marvellous job,” he told her proudly.

“Well I quite agree, of course,” Mrs Weasley told them, “but I am glad that the Ministry can see it too.”

“I just hope they keep thinking that way,” Harry told her, “I don’t know what we would do if they tried to take him.”

“I am sure you will never have to find out, dear,” she assure him; using a one armed hug to pull him against her side. “Now, come on, let’s see if we can’t get the rest of this stuff moved before that son of yours wakes up.”

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Review responses:

Delia Cerrano – Oh yes, if he did get control of Orion there would probably be some level of monitoring for a while, he would at least have to prove he has a “suitable home”. They probably could try to get the papers on side (and if things started to go badly I am sure they would) but at the moment they are still moderately in control.

Luminari_Lilium – haha, I am sure Draco will appreciate that. XD Severus can’t help but glare at Sirius; it is like a gut reaction for him now. While Severus is protective of Draco, and hence Orion, he isn’t really involved at the moment; but that said, he couldn’t let anyone hurt them. ^_^

Gruffard – Yes, he is a jerk; Blishwick is a lot like Lucius, which is probably why he was easy for Lucius to bribe. At the moment Lucius is generally happy to sit back and let his schemes unfold.

ChaosLady – There is going to be a lot of cuteness in most chapters for a while because Draco doesn’t like being away from him. And yes, Harry at least has enough sense to use his resources (aka Dumbledore).

Nari-chan – Lucius was definitely paying him to find things they were doing wrong but yes, Dumbledore was a big help in keeping everything on the straight and narrow.
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