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Magic Knows	By : draechaeli Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 11803 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author’s Note: I am the absolute worst! And I apologise. Updates will go back to being regular I promise. I entered my NaNoWriMo Novel into a contest on Jukepop, and that requires regular updates so if you see an update for that (on twitter @draechaeli) and not this feel free to yell at me, altought this will only get a weekly update and that will most likely get a biweekly update.
Without further ado, the chapter with more Sorting Hat, Draco, Arguments, Children, and Lawyers! Happy Reading!
Chapter 3: What Magic Makes
Cetus had been most vocal, their family resemblance was enough that the two students that had insisted on a family name assumed that the five of them were all Blacks. They had sat with Theodore Lupin, whom they had met before, being their dad’s grandson and his good friend (not girlfriend) Victoire Weasley whom they had heard about from their Uncles.
In general the trip was pleasant, and so was the boat ride across the lake. They were excited to be goings back to the place they were born. They were excited to see Severus and Minerva again. But as the first years were collected outside the great hall the quint’s became more nervous. And when they saw Severus by the sorting hat it didn’t help to dispel the nervousness.
Severus called out, “Black, Cetus!” The quint’s all froze they had somehow forgotten how much sooner ‘B’ was in the alphabet before ‘M’. The noise in the Great Hall rose. Serverus wasn’t a patient man and yelled, “Get up here you Hufflepuff brat!” Minerva glared, the Sorting Hat grumbled about being the one to sort the students and Cetus laughed. All bright smiles and giggles Cetus Black walked towards Severus and the Sorting Hat. He winked at the hat sat down and was promptly sorted into Hufflepuff.
Most of the students were too young to realise the shock of a Black in Hufflepuff. As the sorting continued everyone besides a select few knew what was to come. Severus, Minerva and Madam Pomfrey knew and grew tenser as the time passed.
“Malfoy, Jamea!” called Severus. You could hear a pin drop; the room had gone so silent. Jamea took a deep breath, she was a Malfoy. Straightening her back, she picked up her feet and (outwardly) walked calmly to be sorted.
The Sorting Hat called out, “Slytherin!” Jamea smirked and the silent hall watched as she took her seat.
In the silence Severus called, “Malfoy, Lilia!” whispers began to rise in the Hall. Lila tossed her dirty blond braid over her shoulder and walked with as much Malfoy grace as she could muster.
“Gryffindor!” exclaimed the Sorting Hat.
The hall went silent and some said in utter astonishment, “No way!”
Lilia smiled, winked, and blew the shocked students a couple kisses before moving over to her table.
“Malfoy, Marcus,” said Severus quickly to get the last of the Malfoy’s (that year) out of the way. Besides, Severus could see Gemini inching towards the front of the group of students.
Gemini started walking forward, Thackary stopped a little in front of the other students and close to the Ravenclaw table. The room was in an uproar this was obviously a male and therefore the heir to the Malfoy name, but it wasn’t Scorpius.
The Sorting Hat needed little time to think. “Ravenclaw!”
A lot of eyes turned towards Thackary expecting for Severus to call another Malfoy, but he never did. This raised a lot of whispers since you really couldn’t tell Thackary and Marcus apart.
Finally towards then end of the ‘P’ names Severus called, “Potter, Thackary!”
The room went silent again. And not one to waste time Thackary was quickly sorted to Ravenclaw.
The sorting seemed to go quickly after that and the feast began. Before the feast was over however it appeared that a lot of the older students had written letters home, and at the end of the feast had rushed off to send letters.
The quint’s didn’t get summoned until after they had settled for the evening, they had heard the speeches of their heads of house and settled into their beds. But unlike their roommates they did not get dressed for bed, knowing that they would be called before long.
When the call came the quint’s met in the Great Hall before they walked together to the headmistress’ office. Madam Pomfrey took the five students to a conference room that was larger and would be more comfortable then the Headmistress’ Office. Severus went to Malfoy Manner to collect Draco, Astoria, Lucius, Narcissa, and Scorpius, personally. An ‘I told you so’ hung in the air.
The Malfoy’s arrived before Harry. The quint’s who had been sitting stood up, to address their paternal family. They scrutinised the kids taking in all their features searching for the physical manifestations of the Malfoy traits. Gemini stood proud and tall, straight black hair and deep blue eyes, they looked more like Black’s than anyone else. Lilia was next dirty blond hair darker than a Malfoy’s white blond hair, her eyes more blue than a Malfoy’s grey eyes, but her features were definitely Malfoy. Cetus was still all smiles; He appeared to be less of a Black than Sirius was. He had a messy head of Potter hair a few shades lighter than Harry’s own hair, and he had the Malfoy eyes. Last was Jamea the only Slytherin in the bunch, her features were Malfoy, but her hair was darker (not as dark at Lilia’s) and in the right light appeared to be a bit strawberry blond (only in hints) and she had green eyes. Not Harry’s green—Not Killing Curse Green, they were Slytherin green.
Harry, Fred, George, Angelina, Alicia, and the five kids arrived next. The Malfoy’s were in an uproar. But Minerva quieted them all down and told them that they needed to wait for the Ministry official.
The Ministry official arrived with copies of the quint’s birth certificates. The Malfoy’s looked these documents over and then turned their ire on Harry. Lucius began, “By Wizarding Law you have to inform the other Parent of the children at their birth.”
Harry nodded and pushed his box across the table. “A couple weeks after the quint’s birth when Madam Pomfrey and Severus were certain that they would survive. I sent a message to Draco Malfoy requesting that we meet. I do not have a copy of this letter as I had assumed I would have met with Draco not long after that. I do however have his reply: he turned me down. I do have copies of all the letters I wrote to him and his replies if he sent them to me saved in that box. I wrote one a week. Until the restraining order was issued.”
Lucius and the Ministry Official looked through the letters they even found the one where Harry explained the whole situation. Lucius was angry and started yelling at Draco for being so stubborn. Astoria started yelling at Draco for sleeping with a man. When Astoria had slapped Draco across the face, and one of her rings cut into his face and left a bloody gash. Harry sent the Quint’s out of the room until the yelling had stopped with all the children including Scorpius. The Ministry Official went back to the Ministry to pick up Scorpius’ birth certificates since there was no Greengrass heir, this should have been apparent when Scorpius was born.
Narcissa was the one that brought her attention back to Harry first, when she asked about the children’s education and why the children were starting Hogwart’s so late. Harry explained how they had wanted to complete their Junior Certificate since they grew up in Ireland.
Angelina and Alicia went out of the room to watch the younger children and sent in the quint’s. The five children described their education and their proficiency in English, Irish, French, and Latin. There was a bit of a setback when the Malfoy’s found out that the children were raised in a muggle village.
Their anger subsided when the Ministry Official returned with Scorpius’ birth certificate. According to the analysis of the certificate it had originally claimed Scorpius as the Greengrass heir, but no one had looked at the certificate. Draco had said at the birth of his son: “Scorpius Dracones Malfoy” which had overwritten Greengrass.
That was the end of Harry’s involvement it seemed in the proceedings. Since the argument changed to declaring Scorpius the Greengrass heir, since there wasn’t already one and the impending divorce. Harry’s attention was abruptly brought back to the conversation when Lucius reminded Draco of his options now that Scorpius was the Greengrass heir. Draco either had to marry Harry and declare Marcus his heir before Marcus’ seventeenth birthday, or he had to marry someone else and have a son before Marcus turned seventeen.
Harry was stunned, the quint’s were stunned the room became utterly silent Lucius and Narcissa packed up and left along with the Ministry Official, the Greengrass’, the Weasley’s and Harry’s youngest (with the Weasley’s), the quint’s were sent back to their dorms, and Minerva, Snape, and Madam Pomfrey went to assure that the children got to bed.
Harry and Draco were left sitting at a large table across from each other.
“I’m not going to marry you,” said Draco finally.
Harry nodded. “I’m not really opposed to it. I’ve been assuming that it was an eventuality for fourteen years.”
“Well, not immediately at least,” replied Draco.
“Going to look for a new spouse?”
Draco shuddered. “Maybe marrying you would be for the best. I just wanted a quiet life.”
“That’s why we live in a muggle village in Ireland.”
The room was silent for a long moment. “I cannot believe that I have six children! Malfoy’s have only had one for the last few generations!”
“I have seven.”
“I’m… uhh… look, I’m only going to say this once. I’m sorry I never listened to you, and I am sorry about what happened, that… Christmas. No one deserves what those girls did to you, and what the media did to you after that.”
“Thank you.”
“So do you want a wedding ceremony?”
“Not particularly.”
“Should I file the paperwork tomorrow then?”
Harry shook his head. “Look we have three years, why don’t we have a handfasting next Lughnasadh if you still think I’m the best choice for you. And if you’re still in agreement and haven’t found anyone else we’ll make it permanent at the next Lughnasadh after that.”
Draco thought about it for a moment, looking at the betrothal at every angle. “Traditional.”
“For an untraditional situation.”
“I didn’t know you know the traditional ways,” replied Draco a teasing sneer in his voice.
Harry laughed. “I’ve read a lot of family book it was mentioned in all of them actually all seven that I have read.”
“Seven? But you’ve only fathered the heirs to four families! Oh the Gods! You’ve fathered the heirs to four families! Has that ever happened before?” Draco exclaimed in near hysterics.
“Sirius Black had a collection of Family book, he had: Black, Potter, Malfoy, Lestrange, and Prince. I read them all. And when I was finished with those Fred and George gifted me with one of their copies of the Weasley Family Book, and Luna loaned me the Lovegood Family Book. The rest I don’t know about.”
“It sounds like a good plan,” Draco said trying to get back on topic, but he ended up shaking his head and murmuring, “I could barely make it through my own book,” louder Draco said, “I guess I shall be going, I’ll see you this Lughnasadh for our handfasting.”
Draco got up to leave the room but Harry stopped him. “Just so you know, since it could affect your decision. Marcus and Thackary have a combined magical core.”
“Most identical twins do.”
“Their’s has not split, there is a chance that they will not be seeking a partner that is not the other,” Harry said Draco’s eyes narrowed, “I have it on good authority that, this is particularly common amongst identical twins, and a well-kept secret since most purebloods are not happy to hear that their children won’t be producing heirs.”
The blond looked at the seriousness of Harry’s face and nodded, with that he turned and left the room.
Author’s Note: I apologise, again. Please tell me what you think.
Note on Lughnasadh and Handfasting. So Handfasting was not originally marriage. I don’t know when that came about. But that idea spread I believe as it became the term for a Wiccan marriage ceremony. Originally (from my research), a Handfasting occurred around Lughnasadh (end of July beginning of August) as an engagement where the parties involved would move in together for a year and a day and act as they were married. If all went well the following year they would get married. So it tested out the marriage to see if people could live together.
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