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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 32. Chapter 33 turned out to be a nightmare to write, and has taken all week, but Chapter 34 took me less than 12 hours. I have also uploaded the improved versions of chapters 1 & 2, for those who are interested and will be uploading the improved chapter 3 either today or tomorrow.
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Previously:
The Potters looked unsure, they didn't want to leave him with the vulture of a woman; she could, after all, do as much harm to Sirius as she could to them. He was still an ex-prisoner from Azkaban and though his innocence had been proven there were those of the public who doubted it and it wouldn't take much to cause him problems.
"Go!" he insisted and the determination in his eyes was what persuaded them, "I will not be long," he promised.
And so it was that Harry and Draco made their way hurriedly back through the archway, back into the Leaky Cauldron and back to Grimmauld Place.
-#-
"Do you have a clue what is going on between Remus and Draco?" Sirius asked Harry, as they sat in the kitchen the evening after their trip to Diagon Alley.
Sirius had returned with the purchased books and a scowl on his face about ten minutes after the Potters; by which time Harry had already told Remus what had happened. Draco had spent the next several hours in a sulk; wandering around the house mumbling about reporters ruining people's lives and then had snapped at Remus, when he had tried to assure her that there was nothing that any reporter could say that would make Harry or Sirius change their opinion of her.
"No idea," Harry said with a thoughtful frown, "there has been this... tension between them for a little while and I'm concerned."
"No offence, but your wife is kind of bullying him," Sirius said quietly, looking around as though worried that Draco was about to walk into the room and over hear him.
Harry's frown deepened, "well... Remus seems to just be letting her," he said, sounding a bit annoyed.
"I never said he wasn't," Sirius said defensively, "but I am worried about them, both of them. I can't help but think that something happened between them that neither of them is telling us."
Harry nodded, "I asked Draco but she said it was nothing."
"And you believe that?" Sirius asked.
Harry didn't know what to say to that and so said nothing as he took a sudden interest in a knot in the wood of the kitchen table. Sirius waited with a patience he had only really got to grips with in recent months.
"Not completely..." Harry admitted quietly a minute or so later. "Look, I know Remus is your friend," he went on, managing to look up and meet Sirius' eyes, "that he was my father's friend; but Draco is my wife, the mother of my son, and I love her..."
"Harry, I get it; no-one is going to ask you to choose between them," Sirius assured him, "because we all know that would be no competition at all," he added under his breath; though Harry still heard him and gave a wry smile at the truth of it, "but it is only a week till we go back to Hogwarts and we won't see Remus as much," Sirius pointed out.
"And you want to get this sorted before we go back..." Harry said with resigned understanding.
Sirius nodded, not really looking forward to the confrontation anymore than Harry was.
-#-
"Draco?" Harry said as he came into their bedroom and saw her sitting on the floor changing Orion's nappy.
"Yes, Harry?" She replied a bit snappishly.
Oh boy, this is going to be fun, Harry thought sarcastically to himself.
"I wanted to talk to you about what happened with Remus earlier," he said, taking a seat on the floor next to Orion.
Draco finished fastening the nappy before she looked up at him with genuine confusion.
"When you snapped at him," Harry clarified, which just made Draco scowl.
"You mean when he was making unhelpful and patronising comments," she snarled.
Harry had to hold back a sigh at that, sure it would do nothing to improve Draco's mood at that moment.
"He was just being nice, Draco," he said firmly.
"Nice?" Draco said with obvious disbelief, "he was being patronising; as though I need him to tell me you and Sirius would leave me over what some reporter says."
Harry watched as he wife swept up their nearly three month old son, who giggled at the sudden motion, and began rocking him to try to get him to sleep.
"He wasn't patronising you, Draco, he was trying to be supportive," Harry insisted. "You do know that me and Sirius aren't going anywhere right?" he asked, it occurring to him that perhaps Draco's over reaction could be because Remus had said the very thing she had been worried about.
"Don't you start, Harry Potter," she snapped suddenly.
"Don't start what?" Harry asked, getting to his feet, "Draco, I just asked a question, a simple yes or no, would suffice."
"Yes, I know that," Draco said impatiently, "happy now?"
"Not really, because you are obviously pretty upset about something," Harry told her, "and I want to know what happened between you and Remus."
"Nothing..."
"It was obviously not nothing," Harry interrupted.
"It is none of your business," Draco said turning her back on his under the guise of walking around the room to calm Orion.
"None of my business?!" Harry said more loudly than he had intended.
Well so much for putting Orion down to sleep, Draco thought.
"Draco, I am just trying to help!" Harry said firmly, running a hand through his hair in obvious frustration.
"Help?" Draco asked, spinning around to face him; her own voice rising, as Orion began to let out small cries, "There is nothing that needs help; the werewolf just said one more stupid thing I didn't want to hear."
They froze. Draco realised a moment too late how Harry would hear that and Harry was just too surprised.
"I am not sure what to say to you right now," Harry said sadly, "Remus has been trying, really trying Draco; hell I think he actually likes you and I know he loves Orion and you still see him as just a werewolf?"
Harry turned to leave the room, he couldn't even look at her in that moment.
"Harry wait," Draco called out, resting their now crying son's head against her shoulder.
He did; he paused just short of the doorway and waited for her to speak without turning to face her.
"I didn't mean it like that," she said.
"What happened between you and Remus?" Harry asked again, still not turning around.
"He accused us of naming Orion after Sirius' father," Draco told him with clear reluctance.
Harry turned slowly and met her eyes, "Accused?" he asked, "What do you mean he accused us?"
"He wanted to know why we would name him after Sirius' father, when Sirius hated the man," Draco told him.
"So he just asked you a question?" Harry almost hissed at her in annoyance.
"Just a question?" Draco asked incredulously.
"Did you tell him that we didn't even know that that was Sirius' father's name?" He asked.
"Of course I did!"
"Did you tell him, or did you yell it at him?"
"Of course I yelled," Draco told him angrily, "I was upset. How could he even think for a second that we would name our son for someone Sirius hated?" she asked.
Harry frowned; he felt like he had been doing that all evening. He didn't have a good answer for her; why would Remus think that? But had Remus really deserved to be yelled at? He felt frustrated that Remus had gone to Draco with such a question; why couldn't he have come to him?
"Okay, but I am sure that was not..." Harry tried to placate her; in retrospect he knew that he probably should have known better.
"Oh, so you are going to defend him now?" she demanded, "We were fine before he showed up, we don't need him; he is just going to turn Sirius against us," she said angrily, though Harry was sure that was fear in her eyes.
"Yes, we were fine without him, and we will be with him here too," Harry promised, running his hand through his hair again, "and I am NOT defending him.
Draco glared at her husband, "So when I tell you that I threw him out of the house, you will understand?" she asked daringly.
"You did WHAT?!" Harry asked in surprise; startlingly Orion who had just been starting to fall quiet again.
"Oh great job," Draco snapped, "You can get him to calm down this time," she insisted, handing Orion over. "And I said, I threw Remus out; I was hurt and angry, and I didn't want to see him for a while. I told him he could come back around dinner time," she said as though that made everything better.
Harry focused on bobbing up and down with their Son because otherwise he hated to think what he might regret yelling at Draco.
"Are you even going to say anything?" she demanded.
"Yes, fine; this ISN'T your house, it isn't MY house, it is SIRIUS'S house and you had NO right to do that!" Harry ranted, "I get that you were hurt by what he said, I probably would have been too; actually I am a little hurt by it, but you can't just throw someone out like that."
Draco looked guilty for all of half a second before Harry saw her throw up every mental defence she had.
"Oh for Merlin's sake, Draco!" Harry yelled, "STOP HIDING FROM ME!"
Orion cried harder, obviously upset by his father's loud voice but Draco just narrowed her eyes at him; and Harry realised it was the first time since they had really gotten together that he had actually shouted at her. He hated the way she was looking at him so blankly and he wanted to take it back and make her smile again, but he really hated that mask she defended herself with.
"Draco..."
"I will be in the library," she said coldly.
"Draco..." Harry called after her as she carefully side stepped him and headed down the corridor.
"Draco!" he tried again as he followed after her, but she ignored him, "Shit!" he whispered to himself and refocused on trying to calm Orion.
-#-
"Is everything okay?" Remus asked as Harry came into the kitchen with his mostly calmed son against his chest.
"Not really," he said bluntly, "why would you accuse Draco of naming Orion to hurt Sirius?"
Remus looked stunned at the anger that was turned his way; he hadn't really expected for Draco to actually tell her husband about that conversation so much later. Sirius, who was also in the room making himself some tea, just looked baffled
"It wasn't quite like that," Remus said, indicating that Harry should take a seat across from him.
"What did you do?" Sirius asked his old friend.
"I forgot that Orion was your middle name, okay," Remus said quickly, feeling embarrassed and stupid about the whole thing.
"And you thought they named their son after my father?" Sirius asked with confusion, "That just doesn't make any kind of sense."
"Well I didn't think so either, and that is exactly why I asked her," Remus told them, "I didn't mean anything by it, I was just curious about why they called him Orion. Once she reminded me about your middle name," he said to Sirius, "I felt pretty stupid about the whole thing. I never meant to upset Draco."
"Well you did, but I am sorry she threw you out; she had no right to do that," Harry said sadly.
"I am just glad she let me come back," Remus admitted.
"Wait a minute, she threw you out?" Sirius demanded, "Out of MY house?"
"Yes, and I have already told her that she had no right to do that," Harry told his Godfather.
"I am not upset at her; she is just acting out. I was the invader here; I came in and to her I was a threat to your family unity," Remus said sadly.
"Stop being such a push over!" Sirius told him insistently. "I honestly think you are too nice sometimes," he sighed.
Remus shrugged, "maybe, I just don't want to fight and for what it is worth, I am sorry this caused you and Draco to argue," he told Harry.
Harry sighed, and leaned back in his chair, Orion now fast asleep. The whole thing was a mess; Draco was mad at him and while he was kind of frustrated with Remus he did understand that the man hadn't meant to hurt anyone.
-#-
As if the mood in the house wasn't tense enough the arrival of the Daily Prophet was a bad start to the morning. They weren't really surprised by the article about the 'scandalous' young family that were seen shopping in Diagon Alley for school supplies, nor the implications that were thrown about saying that they shouldn't be allowed to return to Hogwarts.
It was the quote from Lucius Malfoy that really upset Draco and pissed Harry and Sirius off.
'That the guardianship of my poor, beautiful Grandson has been left to the care of two children and a former resident of Azkaban worries me every day,' the paper quoted.
"He has never even seen him," Draco pointed out, getting up suddenly without even touching her breakfast, "I don't want to see that paper in this house again," she said angrily, storming from the room, presumably to go back to reading in the library like she had the whole previous evening. She had come to bed, but it had been long after Harry had fallen asleep and he only knew because he woke before her.
"That man is a disgrace," Remus said sadly, "though I can speak no more highly of this Rita Skeeter woman; to imply that Harry and Draco are unfit parents...." he sighed.
"They can say whatever crap they like as long as I get to keep my son and they stop hurting my wife," Harry said in obvious frustration; he could kind of see where Draco was coming from when she had said that Remus' niceness could feel pretty patronising at times.
Remus would be going to Hogwarts for the full moon, that would be out that evening, and Harry felt guilty for hoping that his absence might ease the tension that filled their home. It was actually probably the last night that they would all be living together until Christmas, as it was unlikely that Remus would be recovered enough in the couple of days they had left before they had to leave to go to the school. Sure they would see him there sometimes, but it would be different and Harry was not sure whether that was a good thing or not.
He looked down at the paper that was sprawled on the table in front of him; glaring at the picture that was obviously taken at a distance and showed Draco and him talking as they walked along the street, Orion thankfully hidden from view.
'...letting in students who have shown such poor moral judgement can only reflect badly on the institution and set an example for the other students, allowing them to think that such conduct is acceptable...' he read, before he had decided that he seen enough, casting incendio on the parchment.
Sirius let out a rather alarmed yelping noise as the copy of the Daily Prophet went up in flames and was thankful when Remus cast a spell that extinguished them quickly.
"Draco is right," Harry said firmly, "I don't ever want to see that paper near my family again."
And with that he stormed from the room with the intention of checking on Orion who was upstairs, hopefully still asleep, in his bassinette.
-#-
Harry was fed up and stressed; he was upset, and starting to get annoyed, that Draco was still sulking in the library and agitated by that horrible article that he knew people all over the country would be reading.
Molly had come over, when Sirius and Remus had headed off to Hogwarts. She had given him a hug and asked him what was wrong; that was enough to have him in tears and telling her about the last few days. She listened patiently and the offered comfort over a hot cup of tea with freshly baked biscuits. Harry hadn't realised how tense he had been feeling until he just let it all out.
He must have fallen asleep because he woke on the sofa covered with a thin blanket; a glass of juice and a freshly made sandwich, presumably under a preservation charm of some kind, on the table next to him. He greedily ate them down, realising he hadn't barely eaten all day, before he went off in search of Draco, Molly and Orion.
He actually found all three of them in the library. He hadn't felt much like smiling since that reporter had cornered him in the book shop but he smiled then. Draco was sat on the floor with Orion propped up on her knees, Molly reading some children's book to them.
He allowed himself a moment to really take in how beautiful his petite wife was; her hair hung perfectly straight just past her shoulders; her face was angular, sharp and slender, but it just made her striking and suited her almost fragile looking build. It was deceptive though, he knew; he couldn't think of Draco as fragile even in the hardest moments of her life.
"Sleep well, Harry?" Molly asked, noticing him and looking up with a smile, breaking him from his reverie.
Harry nodded. "Can I join you?" he asked Draco.
She didn't look completely happy about it but nodded her agreement none the less. Harry grinned and quickly took a seat on the floor leaning against one of the sofas. Molly gave him an approving smile and went on reading.
-#-
Draco still hadn't completely forgiven Harry for yelling at her and though she was talking to him again, it was without all of the affection he was used to; he hadn't completely forgiven her for throwing Remus out either, but he missed her enough that he was more than willing to let it go. It was however, rather strangely, a letter from the ministry that really made them into a united front once more.
"There's a letter for you," Molly told them as they came into the kitchen; nodding her head towards the folded parchment that was in the middle of the table whilst finishing off making breakfast.
"Me?" Harry asked.
"Both of you," she corrected, levitating cups of tea over.
Draco took a seat by one of the cups and reached out for the letter; turning it over and narrowing her gaze at the familiar seal there. She held it up for Harry to see before she pulled it open.
"To Mr and Mrs Potter," Draco read out-loud, "As per the Ministry decree, with regards to Orion James Potter's guardianship, a Ministry appointed inspector attempted to pay a visit to your listed residence on 27th August but was unable to notify you of his presence; as such your quarterly inspection is now overdue..."
"That's nonsense! The last one didn't happen until mid-June," Harry interrupted, "surely it isn't 'overdue' until mid-September."
"Well at least we can be sure that the charms and wards on the house are working," Molly pointed out.
"Agreed, can you imagine if they had visited and they had found a werewolf living with us?" Draco said with the most open expression on her face Harry had seen in days; he would have been glad for it if it hadn't been showing fear.
"I am sure Remus would have been able to make a discreet exit, but I see your point," Harry admitted, really not wanting to get into another fight. "What does the rest of the letter say?"
"Please send a response by return letter to arrange a suitable time when we may organise a visit your place of residence," Draco read on. "Are we going to let them come here?" she asked.
"I'm not sure; I mean, Molly is here and it would be good for her to be seen taking care of Orion too, but I am worried that without someone with some clout like Dumbledore they will try to make everything against us again," Harry told her.
Draco nodded, the concerns were much the same as her own; she had been worried they would try to force a home visit after Harry and Draco had had Dumbledore present for the duration of the previous one.
"Why don't you just ask Dumbledore to come visit for the day tomorrow," Molly suggested, putting plates of eggs and toast in front of each of them, "and ask him to bring the inspector through himself; you will need someone to bring the man through the wards if you aren't planning on letting him past permanently."
"You think he will agree to that?" Draco asked.
Harry grinned widely and nodded with enthusiasm, "I am sure he will," he assured her.
"I will go floo call him now," Molly told them, as she got up and headed out of the room.
"Kreacher!" Draco called, and waited the few seconds it took for the elf to appear. "Fetch me parchment and a quill," she ordered.
"Yes, Mistress," the elf said with a deep bow, vanishing with a pop only to appear again a moment later with the requested items. "Parchment and quill," he said as he held them out.
"And what use is this quill, you brought me no ink!" Draco snapped impatiently.
"Mistress did not be asking for ink. " Kreacher told her with a smug attempt at a smile, "Would Mistress Potter be wanting Kreacher to be fetching ink?"
"Yes, at once," Draco ordered. "I really hate that elf," she said as he disappeared once again.
"Ink, as requested," Kreacher said, holding out the ink well for Draco to take, "Will Mistress be wanting anythings else from Kreacher?"
"No," Draco said absently, her focus already on the letter she was about to write.
'To Madam Coram,' Draco wrote, 'I am writing with regards to a recent letter that my husband and I received this morning, which indicated that a Ministry Inspector was unable to gain access to our home on 27th August; the protective wards and charms we have in place to ensure the safety of our family were the reason for this.'
Harry peered over her shoulder, "Looks good so far," he told her; do you think we could ask for her personally? You know, on the grounds of trusting her to maintain our family's safety," Harry suggested.
"Couldn't hurt to ask, I suppose," Draco agreed with a shrug.
'Should the ministry feel it is important to conduct an inspection in our home, we humbly request that the inspection be completed by yourself, as we would feel uncomfortable permitting anyone else past our wards.'
Harry nodded at Draco's questioning look.
"Dumbledore said he would be delighted to come visit," Molly told them as she came back into the room, "he suggested he could be at the Ministry for ten a.m."
"Excellent," Harry said.
'If you are amenable, Headmaster Dumbledore will meet you in your office at 10a.m. tomorrow and escort you to our home.'
"In her office?" Harry asked.
"Well we hardly need for Dumbledore to be seen meeting the head of child services in the atrium," Draco told him a little impatiently, "I think they would figure out in was in relation to us fairly quickly and I don't know about you but I have think we have had enough of our lives in the Daily Prophet for one week."
Harry sighed. "You're right, of course," he told her.
Draco reached out and took Harry's hand; the action made him jump; it was the most physical contact that his wife had initiated in days. She squeezed it and gave him a smile; and curse it all if that wasn't the most beautiful sight he had ever seen.
"I missed seeing you smile," Harry told her quietly.
"You're such a sap," she said, but she was still smiling so Harry was going to assume she was just teasing.
"I will go check on Orion," Molly said quickly.
Draco rolled her eyes and Harry chuckled; Molly had many talents but subtle exits were not exactly one of them.
"Are we okay, Love?" Harry asked nervously, they had been slowly getting passed their fight and talking about it directly was definitely a gamble.
Draco sipped her tea to buy herself a few seconds of time. She wasn't even really that mad at him; she had been surprised and upset that Harry would shout at her like that, and it brought up every worry she had had since day one that he would get fed up and leave one day.
"We're more than okay," she said, eyes focused on the table, "just..."
"No more yelling," Harry promised, "at least not without a very good reason.”
Draco chuckled, "Well I will try not to give you a reason then."
"And no more picking on Remus," he insisted, reaching out and putting a hand on her chin to turn her head till their eyes met.
"I still don't feel completely comfortable with him here," Draco admitted.
"I know," Harry told her, "I hope in time that will pass, but Sirius needs Remus around and after everything that man has done for us... I think the least we can do is make his best friend feel at home."
When put like that Draco felt selfish; sure she was protecting her baby son but Sirius was the closest thing to a parent she had left and she had nearly pushed away his one true remaining life-long friend.
"You're so right; Merlin, I'm an idiot," she said sadly.
Harry caught the single escaped tear as it rolled across her cheek, "not an idiot, just a protective Mother," he corrected.
Draco smiled at that. "I am glad we're okay," she told him.
"Better than," Harry said with a grin, leaning forward and pulling his wife into the first kiss they had had in days.

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Luminari_lilium – None of them have figured out about Rita being an animagus yet, but that isn’t to say they won’t work it out at some point in the future.
Gruffard – Rita is always trouble, but there is only so much she can do. But bribing her is probably not the way to go; if the ministry found out Harry and/or Draco were doing that they could get into trouble and that would just complicate matters. But you are right, they really want to think of something. Yep, they are getting pretty close to starting 6^th year (last year he was at school in canon at least, yes), though there are a few chapters before they go back, (more than I have anticipated). Also thank you for your re-review, that the first chapter didn’t now stand out as having been edited is great news. ^_^
ChaosLady – Indeed, he didn’t think of that, he was far more concerned about getting out of there and going home to check on Harry, Draco and Orion.
Delia Cerrano – Yes, things with Remus are working themselves out, but it is going to take a while and as you read, Sirius was quite adult about it and got out of their quickly without much trouble.
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