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Disclaimer: Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter universe Jk rowling and Warrner brothers has that right. I just play with the boys :) oh I also make no money from this

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Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters, places, creatures etc. that is the sole property of JK Rowling, Scholastic, and Warner Bros. We make no money for this writing, this is purely a work of fiction and any resemblances to real people are coincidental and not the intent of the authors.

Synopsis: Ten years after the Great War the wizarding world seems to be in a state of utopia, but things aren’t always what they seem.

Warnings: First of all this will contain slash for those of you who are not a fan you will be disappointed, for those of you who want it to happen now, or even in the next few chapters you also will be disappointed. This is the first book of a trilogy that Smaddox and I have mapped out already. This is not a lovey feel good story, there will be death, there will be gore, there will be fowl language and most likely at least one explicit M/M sex scene. This story is not an AU in the truest sense of the word it will be DH complaint although we disregard the epilog. Please do not tell us we have our facts wrong all of the changes we have made will be explained by the end of the book. We promise.

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Book one of the

Verum Increbresco

Trilogy

Chapter Nine

Fatum Suscipio

Draco didn’t come to him that night for the first time in days. Harry was actually worried something might have happened to him. He brunette was confused about how to think about Draco, before yesterday he was a figment of his subconscious, now he was his trapped lover? Harry felt as though he had been transported in to a muggle fairy tale.

Hermione had set up the main house to meet with applicants explaining that the family and visitor wings were too intimate for such a formal meeting. Harry agreed and was just glad that the front of their home was finally getting some use as they rarely had anyone over they didn’t consider family.

As he strode through the glass atrium connecting the family wing to the main house he took a moment to admire the large oak that was growing in the middle of it. This was his favorite spot in the winter; you could feel as though you were walking through the gardens without warming spells or watching for ice patches.

After a few moments Harry took a deep breath and continued walking to the main house. Hermione met him in the ballroom and he stepped through the double doors that lead from the atrium.

“The applicants are waiting in the receiving room.” she told him taking his arm and leading him to the corridor that would take them to the main study. The room was large and airy decorated in gold and blue; the satin furnishings and marble fireplace oozed opulence. Harry wondered why they were using this particular room as it was only used to entertain ministry officials he was not fond of. Harry found that flaunting his wealth made people feel uncomfortable. “I feel we should keep this a s formal as possible Harry.” She commented bringing a stack of papers to his desk and motioning him to sit. There were five chairs behind the massive desk and one chair; a rather uncomfortable one if Harry’s memory served, on the opposite side.

“You can read minds can’t you?” He asked sitting in the middle chair which was happily his chair from his Study in the family wing.

“No Harry, I just know you. If it were up to you we would be having tea in the library and chatting about the weather.” She shot back as Narcissa, Andromeda, and Ron came walking in to the room quietly conversing.

“Everyone is here.” Andromeda told her taking the seat to Harry’s left. Narcissa sat next to her sister and pulled a pen and not pad towards her. Hermione sat next to Harry and did the same while Ron took the last remaining place behind the desk.

“Kreacher!” Harry called as Hermione passed him the resume of their first applicant and proceeded to pass one to the other two women.

With a pop Kreacher’s decrepit form appeared before them.

“Yes Master Harry?” He rasped bowing.

“Please see Miss.” he checked the application one more time. “Sisily Grenade in for us if you would.” He told the elf.

With a rather deep bow and another pop the creature was gone.

An hour later they were no closer to finding Teddy’s tutor. Harry sighed, the young woman before him was very pretty, she was blond and had light green eyes sadly her looks were her only redeeming qualities. She had explained that she felt discipline was the only way to teach a child to use their second sight, and then when on a ten minute diatribe against the lack luster discipline at Hogwarts; ending with the hope that she could tutor Teddy at home with not just seeing but also a full curriculum. Harry was flabbergasted and had been sitting there for several stunned minutes in complete silence.

Narcissa broke the quiet with a soft airy question. “And did you yourself go to school Miss. … Ariad?”

The blond sighed as though she was quite put upon to answer such a stupid question.

“Of course not, my mother would never have allowed that.” She replied crossly.

Andromeda let a barely audible sound of distress pass her lips. “Well we will get back to you.” She told the haughty blond as Kreacher popped back in to the room and herded her out of the door.

“This is insane, I thought we thinned the crazies out of the pile.” Harry said palming his head.

“Well I just can’t understand it, she seemed so perfect from her resume.” Hermione fussed looking over the paperwork again.

“Did it not seem odd that she didn’t mention a school?” Narcissa asked reading the resume as well.

“I… Well I suppose I didn’t think about it.”

“Needless to say she is out of the running.” Harry commented. “Kreacher, please halt the interview for the next twenty minutes then bring tea for us and to the ladies and gentlemen waiting.” Harry called out knowing that his faithful servant would hear him.

Hermione gave him a rather nasty look but kept her peace for the time. Harry sighed heavily and wondered at the supreme stupidity of the candidates they had thus far seen. Most had either lied outright or embellished their resumes to make them acceptable candidates to receive an invitation to this stage. Only one of the seers they had spoken with so far had been a contender and he spoke very little English.

“I can’t believe this is so hard.” Ron commented slumping in his chair.

“Well did you think was going to happen Ronald? It’s not like seeing is a common gift.” Hermione reminded him leaning on his shoulder.

“Well… yeah okay so I didn’t think about it I guess.” He sighed laying his head on to Hermione’s.

Kreacher popped in to the room carrying a tray laden with cakes, tea and assorted biscuits.

Narcissa coughed and said in her soft airy voice. “Let us eat now, there is no need to argue about who may have been lax in their denial of applicants. As it is we still have forty to see before the day is done and it is fast approaching the noon hour.”

Harry looked to her and nodded his ascension. She was right of course, it mattered very little whether they should have been more careful while looking through the resumes, the fact was they hadn’t been and now they needed to get through with this as fast as possible.

Ron stood and stretched pacing the room for a moment. “I am not used to this sitting around all day, how do you do it Hermione?” He asked his wife.

“You think all I do is sit all day Ronald?” She asked a cold quality seeping in to her quiet statement.

Harry sighed ducked his head and stuffed a biscuit in his mouth; this was going to be a very long day.

By the time their little group had eaten they were sans one member. Ron having been properly chastised for thinking that Hermione sat around all day, had been banished to the family wing to look after Teddy and Rose until he could “Learn to act like less of an idiot.” So one chair was removed since Harry was sure Ron would not be returning that day and the candidates were once again brought before them.

By dinner things really seemed desperate. The remaining candidates were shown to the ball room where Kreacher had set up a modest dinner for them. Harry’s group stayed in the library once again, this time joined by Ron, Rose and Teddy.

“Are we entertaining imbeciles from St. Mungos or seers?” Andromeda asked as she picked idly at her salad.

“Take your pick dear Dromeda I believe they maybe one in the same.” Narcissa replied sipping a glass red wine while holding Rose against her shoulder.

Hermione smiled and took the baby from Narcissa who had been kind enough to hold her while Hermione changed her baby stained shirt. “Yes well I cannot believe these people showed up here with such silly stunts. Really reading tarot to us in the middle of an interview, I felt as though I was back in Trelawney’s class again.” She complained setting Rose in to her bassinette.

“I’m surprised the old fraud didn’t show up today.” Ron muttered between bites of salmon.

“She was not made aware of our need I assure you.” Narcissa told them firmly.

“Well I thank you for that, she is very persistent and I would rather have her as far from Teddy as possible.” Harry told them smiling as Narcissa.

“Quite.” The blond woman replied, smiling and filling her cup with more wine.

“Are we drinking quite enough tonight Cissy?” Andromeda asked as Narcissa started on her third glass in twenty minutes.

“I find that idiots are more tolerable when slightly intoxicated.” Narcissa explained motioning to her glass.

Hermione giggled and then sighed deeply. “Oh I do wish I wasn’t still breast feeding,” she lamented. “I would enjoy a glass of wine before Kreacher brings us the next hopeless idiot.”

From the blanket of frills and pink lace Rose giggled and squealed her delight.

“Well it sounds like rose likes that idea Mione, you seem to have a lush on your hands.” Harry joked tickling the laughing baby under her chin.

Narcissa’s genteel laugh rose up then along with Andromeda’s more boisterous one and soon the entire room, including Teddy, was laughing uproariously.

“We really must be going mad.” Hermione commented through her laughter.

The last woman to be brought before the group was pretty, elderly woman. She was tall, had delicate hands, alabaster skin and long white hair. Harry smiled warmly at her and gestured for her to take a seat.

“If you would Madam. “ He told her kindly. The woman sat slowly sitting with perfect posture.

“I am so grateful that you have decided to see me Mr. Potter.” She told him in a quiet pretty voice.

“Madam Barns please the honour is ours had I known you were waiting you would have been first of course.” Narcissa explained standing to bring a more comfortable chair to the older woman.

“I wished to be last Lady Malfoy.” The woman stood as Narcissa brought an overstuffed arm chair and sat just as gracefully in to it. “I wanted to be certain you were dedicated to helping the young man.”

“Well did we pass your test?” Harry asked irritated that she had purposely had them sit through those lunatics before she showed herself.

“Yes quite well, I was surprised that you did not even postpone the interviews after meeting with Delanie, she can be quite a handful. I am under the impression she tried to read your fortune with Tarot?”

“Yes, unsuccessfully Madam.” Narcissa told her waving a hand.

“Well that is not at all surprising; one such as Mr. Potter cannot be divined in such a way. I must say she was being particularly incompetent. Now I do have a question for you Lady Malfoy, why is it that you do not teach the boy? You were my student as a girl.” The woman gestured to Narcissa sweeping her right hand upwards.

“I am unable to use my gifts Madam, you know this.” Narcissa told her looking away.

“Ah my memory is not what it once was dear Lady, you lost your sight after your marriage yes?” The elderly woman asked touching her temple thoughtfully

“Yes Madam.” Narcissa inclined her head.

“One moment, why did you not just introduce us to Madam Barns to begin with if she taught you?” Hermione asked annoyance creeping in to her polite words.

“The Madam wanted you to go through the process so you could truly understand how rare Teddy’s gift is.” Narcissa explained shooting her sister an apologetic look.

“I suppose that is acceptable.” Hermione commented noting something on the resume in front of her.

“So Madam I take it you are willing to instruct my Godson.” Harry inquired softly.

“Yes indeed Mr. Potter I will be happy to help young Teddy. Narcissa has been kind enough to keep me up to date on all of the recent events surrounding the young man and I am confident that I can help him use his gift to its fullest.”

“Good, as for compensation you will of course come to live in the manor while school is out to be close to Teddy and if you wish you may make this your permanent residence. This house is large and a private suite of rooms can be made for your pleasure. Other than room and board we can also offer a sum of one hundred gallons a week for your personal use.”

“That seems adequate Mr. Potter, on what date shall I plan to be in residence?” Madam Barns asked in her quiet pretty voice.

Harry realized then that he had no idea how fast they could be ready for a long term guest. He turned his large green eyes to Andromeda in a silent question.

“Thursday if that is suitable.” Andromeda replied after a moment of contemplation.

“Quite.” The elderly woman agreed standing to leave. “I will retire now to my home to rest, I will see you in three days time. Lady Malfoy it was a pleasure as always.” She inclined her head then swept from the room in a flurry of cloaks and skirts.

“Well she was different.” Harry commented standing and stretching.

Draco was colder than he could ever remember being, exhaustion crept in to his very bones and he could barely lift his wand to try and light a fire. He flicked it slightly… nothing, he groaned wanting to scream, his magic was severely depleted from his time in Harry’s mind. He couldn’t even relight a fire in the hearth. Suddenly his body was wracked with hacking coughs, they tore through his body causing his lungs to strain against the fluid invading them. Pneumonia he thought berating himself for allowing his body to get so weak. This constant change in temperature was wreaking havoc with his immune system. Finally his coughed silenced and he collapsed against the soft downy pillows. From outside the door he could hear Pansy stirring, he hoped she would go back to sleep now that he was no longer hacking.

The door creaked open before he could finish his thought and immediately a warm fire roared to life in his hearth.

“Oh you stubborn man, why do insist on suffering?” Pansy’s voice called out to him, her light footsteps were barely audible as she moved across his room and brought a second comforter to his side. The soft cotton hit his bare shoulders and encircled him with warmth. Draco sighed and closed his eyes too weak to keep them open any longer; he felt the bed dip as Pansy sat carefully next to him.

“I will stay here tonight Dragon.” She whispered stroking his hair from his forehead. She pulled away then and her presence left the bed all together. Summoning his strength Draco turned and looked for his friend. She was climbing in to a cot covered in thick blankets and soft looking pillows. The blond smiled and relaxed back in to sleep, his last thought was of how much he missed Harry.

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