Forever Love

Title: Forever Love
Year: 2005
Tags: EWE, Sad
Ratings: PG-13
Pairings: Harry/Draco
Spoilers: All books to be safe
Summary: How can you bury a soul mate and still function in your life? Draco Malfoy wants to know.
Words: 3,411
Notes: Neither Harry nor Draco die in this fic. There are lyrics in this fic and they come from the lovely song “Forever Love” by Reba McEntire.
Warnings: Character Death, Tissue May Be Needed,
Beta: Charlie_Remington

Author’s Notes: This fic is dedicated to all those who have a soul mate in their life. Soul mates are not always who you love and end up in a marriage with. Sometimes they can be the person that you consider a best friend and can’t see living without them. I lost a person who I consider a soul mate to Cystic Fibrosis. She was my cheerleader in everything that I did and stood up with me as Maid of Honor at my wedding, even though with her health she probably shouldn’t have. After spending the afternoon crying after making a stuffed Makar (From Legend of Zelda: The Wind Waker) from felt, I finally healed a lot more from her death. I have finally reached a point where I can smile when talking about her. Today is her birthday and I couldn’t find a better day to post this. This one is for you Lauren.


Draco stood beside the grave location where he knew she would be buried. It was where she had wanted to be buried. Her family had disowned her when she had not married as they saw fit, in fact she had never married. From then on, she had been with him. His partner in everything except his bed. Her death had been a shock that he was sure he would not be able to endure.

He leaned over and touched the stone. He traced where her name was engraved. He had spared no expense in her funeral. He had been receiving condolences from much of the Wizarding World. There was one, in it all that, he had not heard from, the one that he wanted to hear from the most.

Pansy Parkinson 1980-2005
May Your Soul Forever Soar

It wasn’t fair that she should be the first to die. She had climbed so high after the Battle of Hogwarts. She had been the first to step out of the shadow cast by Slytherin house and into the sun. All with the help of Harry Potter. She had pushed herself into his life and pulled Draco with her.

They had both circled Harry as he went higher and higher in the public eye and even now when Harry was not in the public eye, Draco was still accepted but there was no happier place for Draco then when he was with Pansy at home, while they talked.

“The first time I laid my eyes on you I knew. We’d spend this life side by side. I still feel the same though you’re so far away. Minutes and hours and years may go by, but my heart knows nothing of time. So don’t cry, just keep me right there in your dreams. And hold on to these words of mine.”

Draco heard the voice behind him, singing, and turned. There stood Harry holding a dozen roses. The roses themselves were white with the tips colored black. In the center was one blood red rose.

“You came.”

“Of course. Pansy was your soul mate, Draco. I couldn’t leave you alone at a time like this. I know that I took a while to get here. I had some things to take care of. I had Kreacher move my things to the guest wing of the Manor. I stopped by the Parkinson’s. They are not coming and stated they are not paying for anything and that she will not be buried with the rest of the family. I told them we didn’t expect them to come, we are covering everything, and Pansy will be laid to rest where she wanted to be. On a hill overlooking the Manor, the only home she felt loved at. Mr. Parkinson took offense to that and slapped me. I went there to get the last of her things. Her grandmother was very helpful. I put her things in her room at the Manor.”

“She was my soul mate, Harry. I have been so full of grief. Lovegood has been planning the entire funeral. She has done so well at it. No one knew where you were.”

“Pansy did. She sent me a letter from her death bed. She knew that you would never ask for me so she did.”

“She knew us better than we knew ourselves.”

Harry didn’t say anything just laid the roses on the top of the gravestone. As he stepped back, Draco dropped to his knees. Harry watched as Draco’s shoulders started to shake. He had no words for Draco. Nothing to make him feel better. Draco would let him know when he was needed.

A light rain started as the minutes ticked by. Finally, Draco reached his hand out. Harry pulled Draco to his feet and led him back inside the Manor. He left Draco in his own bedroom while he helped the House Elves prepare for the funeral at sundown. He had already cried his tears when he got her letter two days before. He needed to be there for Draco right now.

“Harry, you made it,” Luna said when she entered the kitchens and found him talking with Draco’s head Elf.

“Of course.”

“No one thought you were going to, except me.”

Harry smiled as she moved closer for a hug. “I wouldn’t leave him alone. No matter what happened between us.”

“I know. That is why Pansy sent you the letter.”

“Why didn’t she tell any of us, Luna?”

“She didn’t want us to treat her different, I guess. Her glamours must have been strong because even Draco didn’t know.”

“She was so strong, so strong that she didn’t want us to see her waste away. I don’t think that Draco can pull through this, Luna.”

“He can. With you.” Luna gave him a soft smile but said nothing else. Luna put some fruit on a plate and then smiled at Harry again before leaving the kitchen. Harry stayed there helping the Elves until a little before the guests were to arrive. Harry left the kitchens and quickly dressed in a tailor made suit of his. It was another thing that had kept him away so long. The suit itself was blood red. Pansy’s favorite color on Harry. The dress shirt underneath was stark white with black buttons. He knew that he was going to stand out but that was what he wanted. The funeral was going to be a closed affair but he was sure that reports were going to get pictures from afar. He was sure that Luna had gotten some suit like it for Draco.

He wasn’t wrong. When Harry finally made it outside where everyone was, Draco was in a suit that was the perfect Slytherin green. Pansy’s favorite color for him to wear. His shirt was also white with black buttons. Harry stepped up behind Draco and put an arm around his shoulder. Draco didn’t pause in his talking or even look at Harry just kept talking to the man. Once the conversation was finished and the man stepped away, Draco looked at Harry. Draco just smiled.

Ten minutes later, Lucius and Narcissa made their entrance. Both were dressed in white, Lucius a white suit and Narcissa a flowing gown of white. Both were beautiful and ethereal. Draco immediately went to them and Harry let him have the time with his parents.

“You look good, Harry.” a voice said from behind. Harry quickly turned to find Ron and Hermione standing there. Ron had been the one to speak. Hermione was pregnant. Harry almost turned away to leave but he stopped. This was not the place to have it out.

“Thank you, Ron. You both are looking well. Hermione, you are glowing.” Harry shook Ron’s hand and then pulled Hermione’s up to his mouth and kissed the back of it. Hermione gave him a funny look.

“Where have you been?” Hermione asked with the funny look still on her face.

“France. I have been hiding out there licking my wounds.”

“Wounds?” Ron asked with a frown.

“Wounds from many sources.” Harry gave both of them pointed looks.

“Harry, we…” Hermione stopped talking when Harry felt Draco’s hand in his. Harry turned to him and smiled.

“We are ready. Everyone is here.”

Harry smiled and nodded before turning away with Draco to start the trip to the hill. The priest was already there and ready to go. The service was an hour before her coffin was placed in the ground. The coffin was the deepest shade of red. Harry knew from her letter that she had left a letter for Draco detailing the outfit she was to be buried in, along with the coffin she wanted. He also knew what was coming next. He turned to find the small radio that had been charmed to play one song. It was inside a glass case that sat atop her gravestone. The priest flicked his wand at it and it started to play. Harry didn’t listen to the words at first. He was focusing on Draco. The rest of the crowd didn’t matter. Just Draco. When he was sure that Draco wasn’t going to break down, Harry started to listen to the music.

“Forever love. I promise you, someday we’ll be together. Forever love. I won’t give up, no matter what. I’ll be waiting for you. Forever love. Love is the road to our destiny. Nothing can change what is meant to be. Forever Love. Forever love. Oh, I won’t give up. No matter what. I’ll be waiting for you. Forever love. I’ll be waiting for you. Forever love. Forever Love.”

The entire crowd was silent as the song finished. Harry could feel Draco shaking but he hadn’t lost it completely. Harry looked around until he found Narcissa and Luna. He nodded at both of them to let them know that they were leaving. Draco couldn’t take anymore.

Leading Draco through the grounds and then into the Manor was like leading a child. Draco would have let him do anything to him and Harry knew it. He pushed Draco into his own bedroom and then helped him down into his boxers before laying him down and covering him up.


“I will. I just have to help outside. I will come back when everyone else is gone.”

Draco didn’t say anything, just curled up under the blankets more. Harry cast a Nox on the lights and shut the door, locking it from outside. When he got back down to the area they were holding the small gathering after the service he found that everyone had moved inside.

Ron and Hermione were talking with Luna so Harry moved over to Lucius and Narcissa. Lucius was as stoic as ever but Harry could see the pain in his eyes. Narcissa’s eyes were red from crying and she wasn’t trying to hide it. She pulled Harry into a hard embrace before letting him go.

“Where are you staying?”

“Did the Elves not tell you? I had them place me in the guest wing.”

“I had them move your things to the room opposite Draco’s and Pansy’s rooms,” Lucius said in a tight voice. Harry looked at him in shock.

“You didn’t tell me you knew that he was here.”‘

“I was hoping that he would tell us himself.”

“I wasn’t sure after how Draco and I left things.”

“That is Draco and you, dear. We have missed hearing from you these past two years.”

“I’m sorry…I just assumed.”

“I hope you will write more now.”

“I was going to stay a while. Might get a flat in town. Draco is going to be at ends for a while.”

“You will not stay in a flat. Stay here,” Narcissa practically begged. Harry nodded. He could hear the desperation.

“Come, Cissa. I think it is time that we made our good night rounds. Harry, please make sure that the guests leave at a reasonable hour.”

“I will.” Harry smiled as Lucius lead Narcissa around the room saying their good nights. Luna attached herself to Harry as the guests started to leave. Around midnight all of the guests but Ron and Hermione were gone. Luna had kept them far from him and was seeing them out herself. Harry looked around the room and saw that the House Elves were already starting to clean and had been keeping it pretty clean all along.

“Luna, do I need to take you home?”

“No, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy were kind enough to let me stay here tonight. I will take care of everything. You go check on Draco.”

Harry nodded and gave her a kiss on the cheek before he went upstairs. Draco was still in the same position as he had been and only moved when Harry entered. He looked above the covers and then went back under.

“Everyone is gone. Luna is overseeing the cleaning up. I’ll be across the hall if you need me.”

Harry watched the blankets move, indicating that Draco heard him. Harry left the door open but left the room. He quickly settled down in his new bedroom. He left his door open as well.

It wasn’t long before he felt his bed dip. Harry rolled over and pulled Draco to him. Draco settled down quickly and was asleep in seconds, Harry followed soon after.

Six Months Later
Harry heard the noise outside his room. It wasn’t Draco because he was lying next to him in the bed. He heard the voices move down the hall so he quickly threw on his jeans and shirt from the day before and then quietly stepped outside the room.

“He can’t handle this. Draco is still too weak,” Narcissa was whispering.

“No, he needs to shoulder this. I think it would be good for him. He needs a reason to live. He slips into Harry’s room every night. I watch them sometimes. Harry is still in love with him but Draco, he is so lost he can’t even tell.”

“I see Harry slipping away. The Weasley family has not visited him once and they know that he lives here. They still cannot forgive him for falling for Draco.”

“We can’t do anything for that, Cissa. Miss Lovegood and Mister Longbottom have visited much.”

“Harry needs more.”

“Draco will see it in the room, Cissa. Harry will see it the next time that he goes to Grimmauld Place. It will be better to hear it from us than seeing it on a bloody family tree tapestry.”

Harry stood where he was and was still there when Lucius and Narcissa turned the corner. Narcissa gasped while Lucius looked pleased. Harry recovered quickly.

“He is still sleeping. Why don’t we move into another part of the house?” Harry asked before turning around and starting for the kitchens. Lucius and Narcissa followed quickly and the House Elves already had a cup of coffee ready for Harry when he entered.

“Mizzy sees you coming, Master Harry.”

“Thank you, Mizzy. Can you go watch Draco for me?” Harry asked politely. Mizzy nodded and then popped away. Lucius was seated down at the table while Narcissa was putting a plate of food together. “What is so important?”

“A new name has shown up on the blood lines tapestry.” Narcissa set the plate of food down in front of him.

“Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.”


“It lists Draco as the father.”

Harry was happy that he didn’t have coffee in his mouth when Lucius said those words. He turned his face back and forth between the two older adults and saw that they were not joking. He stood up and practically ran to the tapestry room. There in fine script out from Draco’s name was the name Scorpius listing the mother as Pansy Parkinson. What was odd though was there was another name out from Pansy’s and that was his own. From his and her names another name was on the tapestry, Corvus Severus.

“How?” Narcissa asked when she saw the name. Harry looked at her and saw that she was focusing on the name of Corvus as well.

“Because they share a mother. It will list all of Pansy’s children and who she had them with. Still that name was not on this tapestry just a little while ago.” Lucius was standing at the threshold of room. “Harry, its best you go and try to figure this out. Head to St. Mungo’s, I have a feeling these children will have just been born. Once the children have lived for twenty four hours then their birth dates will be added. We can’t wait that long. Go. We will care for Draco.”


Harry entered St. Mungo’s and found a young witch waiting on him. He knew her. It was Daphne Greengrass. She smiled when she saw him but then looked behind him and frowned.

“Is Draco not with you?”

“Why are you expecting us?”

“Have you not…you haven’t? Oh, my. This is not good. Please, Harry come with me.”

Daphne turned and started walking towards the lift. Harry followed her and since she wasn’t acting talkative, Harry kept his mouth shut. Finally, the lift stopped and Daphne stepped off. Harry followed in silence as Daphne led them to the maternity ward. She stopped outside a room and ushered Harry into the room. Harry entered and found Astoria sitting on a bed with a bassinet on either side of her. She looked tired but good. A tiny baby was in her arms.

“Harry, welcome…”

“Tori, he never got the letter. He doesn’t know about the babies.”

“Oh my god. Harry come inside and shut the door. The door is spelled to make it so that outside of the children crying, no sound can be heard from outside the room, when the door is shut that is.”

Harry stepped inside and shut the door. Daphne moved to the bed and took the child from Astoria’s arms; Harry was surprised when instead of laying the child in the bassinet she brought him over to Harry. Harry knew the child was his the moment he laid eyes on it. It had Pansy’s face but it was his eyes and his hair.

“How?” Harry asked. His voice cracked as he spoke. He knew that he was close to crying.

“Pansy wanted them to be your last gifts from her. You were supposed to receive a letter when I went into labor.”

“How did she?”

“I never asked that from her. The money came from her vaults, or what was left of them. I promised to keep the pregnancy a secret and no one knew that I was except for Daphne.”

“What am I going to tell Draco?”

“I can’t help you there. She never told me where she got the names from. Corvus Severus. That is an odd name for a child of yours.”

“It was a wish of mine. If I ever adopted that was what I wanted the child to be called. I know that Scorpius Hyperion was what Draco was going to name his son. Pansy knew us so well. I don’t know if Draco is ready for this.”

“He will be. That is what Pansy told me. She said that by the time that I had the boys, Draco would be ready.” Astoria gave Harry a big smile and Harry felt his mood lift. Pansy’s last two gifts were the gifts of a life for Draco and a future for Harry.

Eleven Years Later:
“Corvus! Scorpius! Stop!”

Harry heard the yell from across the station. He turned and saw three heads. Two small heads, one pale blond and the other dark black, stop and turned while the other bigger pale blond one start to scan the crowd. Harry raised his hand and waved it. Draco pointed his hand in his direction and the two eleven-year-olds turned to Harry and started to run to him.

Harry caught both of them and gave them a great big hug. Everyone in the train station started to give them a very wide berth. Harry was happy.

“I told you that I would be home to see you off.”

“Scor was so worried.”

“I was not.” Scorpius tilted his head in a manner so close to the same disdain that his father had displayed many years ago. Harry had to laugh at him. He reached out and ruffled the pale blonde hair. Scorpius dodged out of reach while Corvus still held him. Scorpius started to run his fingers through his hair to straighten it but he had a smile on his face.

“You were, too.” Draco stopped when he reached his son and placed a hand on his shoulder to stop him from moving farther away.

Harry looked up at Draco and saw behind him Ron and Hermione with their kids. Draco followed his eyes and Harry saw the small grimace on Draco’s face. Harry knew why. He had not spoken to Ron and Hermione unless they met at a function and exchanged niceties since Pansy’s funeral over eleven years before. Harry saw that they were seeing off their daughter, Rose.

“It’s fine, Draco. They made a choice and I made mine. I have never regretted any of this.”

Harry stood up, keeping Corvus close and pulled Draco in for a kiss.

“I don’t regret anything either.”
The End


Thinking of You

Title: Thinking of You

Series: None

Year: 2000

Category: AR, Established Relationship, First Time, Drama,

Ratings: PG-13

Pairings: Draco/Astoria, Harry/Ginny, Harry/Draco, secondary pairings

Spoilers: Entire series, to be safe.

Summary: They were apart for years. Still every single night while he was in bed with her, he thought of him.

Words: 3,550

Notes: I’ve moved up the time line and have tried to keep the kid’s ages close to what they would been. The letter from Draco to Harry is the lyrics from “Thinking of You” by Katy Perry.

Warnings: Not DH-Epilogue compliant

Beta: lksnarry1 (Thanks so much, you made this fic a lot better than it would have been.)


We made the decision two years ago that we had duties to attend. We had to stay apart for the world’s sake. I needed an heir for my family. After all the disappointments I had given them, I had to give them that. You were the Golden Boy and you had the role to fill. Marry your best friend’s sister, become an Auror, and then maybe run for Minister. Not run away with a Death Eater, and a male one at that.

So, I made you the promise I would wait for you. My marriage contract dissolves the day my first child goes to Hogwarts. Astoria knows this. She agreed when we signed it.

This is the last thing you will hear from me until we are friends in public again. It is the night before my wedding to her. She will have the best that life can offer for as long as she is with me. After that she will live in a flat in London. I saw the announcement about your son James Sirius in the paper. Congratulations.

Draco looked at the letter once again and reread it before he handed it to his owl. Titan was his Eagle Owl he had had for years. He left quickly with the letter and Draco watched him go.

After the final battle things had been different. Harry’s group of friends had let him into it while they were working on rebuilding the castle. That’s what happened over the summer. There were no trials and there was no jail time until after Hogwarts had been fixed. Then when the trials started, Draco was never summoned. He sat in fear at Manor waiting for the letter to come to tell him that he had to appear. Harry had been telling him not to worry. Draco still did. Then finally the letter arrived but it wasn’t the one he expected. The Wizengamot gave him a pardon. Due to his actions during the war he was being freed of his crimes. He had been given three months in Azkaban but his work rebuilding Hogwarts was being counted as time served.

Those three months had been the best ever for him. Harry and he had become close. The past had been forgiven and Harry had never told him why or how he could forgive Draco for all he had done over the years. The Harry that went into battle was not the one that came out. The Harry that came out was battle hardened in a way that most couldn’t understand him. Those friends he had had before the Battle were still his friends but in that Battle, Draco saw the truth that was before his eyes and had been since the beginning. Harry Potter was not the Golden Boy and had never been. He heard talk of his childhood from Weasley and Granger and in that instant knew that he had made mistakes and he needed to accept that he had been a pompous ass.

Still, the world was not ready for a relationship between Harry and Draco, not even a friendship.


Harry was tired. Getting James and Albus off to school had been more tiring than he even thought it would be. Lily was back in her room pouting slightly at having to wait two years before she could go to Hogwarts. Ginny was somewhere in the house. Both had taken the day off to get the boys off to school and to console Lily.

Harry saw the morning paper sitting on the table where it had not been opened. It had been too crazy that morning for him to even think about it. He quickly grabbed it and opened it. There on the front page was the announcement he had been both hoping for and dreading for years.

Draco and Astoria Malfoy Announce Divorce!

The Daily Prophet has the exclusive on a marriage that has been lived in secret for years. Rarely seen out together, Draco and Astoria announced they are ending their twelve-year marriage. Neither was available for comments but their lawyers shed some light on the subject.

There were prenuptial agreements made by both parties. They stipulate that upon the day of their oldest child going to Hogwarts the marriage was to be null and void. Both parties agreed when they were married. Draco will be staying in Malfoy Manor with his parents and Astoria will be living in a flat of her choice in London. It seems that as long as she lives, she will have things taken care of for her.

No wonder the couple was never really seen in public, it was a marriage of arrangement and not one of love.

Harry sighed in relief. Draco was free now. Harry was very close to being free. There were only a few papers left to sign. Harry and Ginny’s marriage had been one of convenience for years. After Albus had been born, Harry had taken in Teddy because Andromeda had taken ill and could not raise the four-year-old boy anymore. This had strained the relationship.

He had loved Ginny at one point but her love of him had not been unconditional. When they had James it had been wonderful. Albus came along and Ginny didn’t want to raise two kids on her own. Harry had taken a desk job at that point so he could be home more often. Molly took care of the kids during the day but Ginny still didn’t want to raise them. Then, Teddy came along. From then on Ginny slept in another room on the bottom floor of the Manor they lived in. Harry and the kids were on the second floor. Lily had been a surprise a year later, both Ginny and Harry had been drunk and it was the last time they had ever had sex.

Ginny had wanted him to be someone that he was not. She wanted him to act as though the war did not happen and there were no shadows on his soul.

A knock on the kitchen window alerted Harry he had an owl waiting on him. Harry went to the window and opened it. The owl dropped off its parcel and didn’t wait for a treat before flying off. Harry looked at the plain brown parcel a few seconds before opening it. It was the final divorce papers. All they had to do was sign them.

“Ginny, the papers are here!” Harry yelled up the stairs. He waited a few seconds and was rewarded with the sound of two sets of feet on the stairs. Ginny appeared and a few steps behind her was Lily.

“Can I stay?” Lily asked.

“Sure, honey. We had been hoping they would arrive before your brother went to school.” Ginny sat down and pulled Lily onto her lap. Harry pulled out the papers and looked at them. He read through them page by page while the girls sat and watched.

“Everything is as it should be. Once we sign these papers we will be free people.”

“Strange isn’t it?” Ginny asked. She picked up a quill and started to sign on all the places that were marked for her. When she was done she handed Harry the quill and then he signed the papers. They didn’t hate each other they just weren’t in love anymore and they were sick of acting like they were for society.

Hours and hours had been spent discussing this change as a family. Ginny would keep the manor. Harry had only ever moved there because Ginny had wanted to. Harry and the kids would move into Grimmauld Place. It was in much better shape and Harry visited Kreacher there a lot. Kreacher would be glad to have someone live there full time.

“Done,” Harry said and smiled at Ginny. She smiled back at him.

“Now comes the hard part.”

“Telling your parents.”

“I want to go with you!” Lily demanded from beside them. Harry sighed and turned to her.

“Lily, we discussed this. There will be a lot of grownup talk and you shouldn’t be around for it. I promise we will take you over to see them soon. Now be good and don’t act up for Zabo.”

Lily crossed her arms and started to pout. Harry and Ginny stood up, kissed her on the head, and then left. She would pout for a while but they didn’t have time to deal with her little tantrum.

Apparition to The Burrow took no time at all and in just a few minutes they were seated at the kitchen table with tea in cups in hand. Neither Harry nor Ginny wanted to start the conversation. They knew that it was going to disappoint her parents and cause them pain. They both loved them too much.

“Who’s staying in the Manor?” Arthur asked finally after about ten minutes of neither Ginny nor Harry talking.

“What?” Both asked at the same time.

“Who is going to stay in the Manor? Will it be you, Ginny?” Molly asked with smile on her face.

“How did you know?” Harry asked.

“Everyone could tell you two have not been in love for several years. It was very evident and even Rose and Hugo have asked about it. We didn’t want to bring it up at all because we didn’t want hard feelings and you two don’t seem to hate each other, you have just grown apart. We knew that you would tell us when the time was right and you both had accepted it.”


“Who is she?” Ginny asked after Harry had fully moved out of the Manor the day after the kids had gone to school. It hadn’t taken much at all. He was there to change the wards around and to show Ginny how to permit people to come and go from the house.

“What do you mean?” Harry looked at his now ex-wife. The Manor was Unplottable so there were no reporters waiting for words from them as they stepped outside. Instead they were camped outside the Ministry to talk to him. Ginny was safe. She was a reporter herself so they just ambushed her at work. Harry was not looking forward to going to work.

“I deluded myself for years, Harry. I know that you fell in love with someone else that summer after the war. I didn’t want to believe it until talking with George and Charlie. They have known for all these years but felt you didn’t want to be with that person. I should know who she is so that when you go to her, I can react better to the press.”

“We did meet during the summer after the war and yes I did fall in love. I did love you and I thought what I felt was going to be enough for us.”

“Why didn’t you go with them?”

“I was scared. The world would have torn us away from each other. Believe me Ginny, I love my children and I have never thought about what life would have been if I never had gone with you. I can’t imagine that. The world wouldn’t have been ready for us then and they might not be ready for us now but I don’t care now.”

“How do you know that she wants you still?”

“Because he just divorced his wife.” Harry waited while what he said sunk into her mind. Ginny looked at him to see if he was joking. Harry watched as it dawned on her face that he was not joking and then again that she knew whom it was.


“He was different. Gone was the Draco from school. This Draco was real. He wasn’t bound by anything anymore. He didn’t have to be the Heir of Malfoy. He was the Malfoy family now it and it was his to shape. He apologized for much that he did. Seeing he made the conclusions about me and mine based on nothing at all.”

“You are the reason that he never went to jail and his mother got a reduced sentence.”

“She saved my life and lied to Voldemort. I could not see her sent to jail after that. They were both happy to be rid of Lucius so we made sure he stayed away. Give Draco a chance, Ginny. You will like him. He is funny.”

“You have been with him?”

“No, I’ve not seen him since we decided that the time wasn’t right. Not up until we saw him at the Train.”

“I will give him a chance. For you. Anything for you.”

Harry hugged her and was about to leave when an owl flew in the window. It dropped its letter on the kitchen table and then flew away again. Harry knew the writing. It was from Albus.

“Who’s it for?” Ginny asked.

“Me.” Harry picked up the letter and opened it.


I am enjoying school very much. I made everyone promise not to tell you which house I am and even convinced Headmistress McGonagall not to tell you. I want you to know that I have broken a family tradition; I am the first of Weasley blood not to be in Gryffindor. The Sorting Hat did give me a choice.

I made a friend on the train and he was sorted before me. If he is in Slytherin then it can’t be that bad and the Hat put me there. I want you to break it to grandfather. He will be crushed but one of us had to do it and I think Lily will be in Ravenclaw.



PS My friends’ name is Scorpius.

Harry looked up at Ginny. He was worried how she would take it. One of their children was in Slytherin.

“He seems happy with the Hat’s choice. I am sure he will bring the house the positive attention that it needs after the War. You are still breaking it to my father.”

“I will tell him tomorrow.”

Tomorrow came too quickly for Harry. He was all moved into Grimmauld Place and now it was time to go to work. Arthur was waiting on him in the outer area of his office.


“Arthur, I think we need to talk.”

Nothing was said until Harry was seated at his desk and had finished putting all his papers in order.

“Albus wanted me to tell you. I am sure that once the paper gets a hold of it, you will be inundated with requests for interviews.”


“Albus was…no he wanted to be placed in Slytherin and the Sorting Hat put him there.”

“I see. Molly and I had wondered. We heard him talking to a garden snake once. He was convincing it that it didn’t want to live in our garden because if it stayed then it would be killed. It left our garden and never came back. I never told my daughter because I saw how much she hated it when you and Parseltongue were brought up.”

“You two just know everything don’t you.”

“I suggest that you proclaim Albus’s house choice yourself. Don’t let the paper get a jump on it. Be proud. I am sure that he will bring the House a lot of good.”

“He mentioned he had made a friend on the train and wanted to be with him.”


“My son.” A voice said. Harry looked up and saw Draco Malfoy standing in the doorway. He was dressed not in robes but in a jumper and slacks. Harry waved him in. When Harry looked back at Arthur, Arthur was staring at Draco in wonder. Harry wanted to jump up and run to Draco but he restrained himself. This neither the time nor the place, because Arthur was in the room and reporters running around the Ministry. Harry looked back at Draco and saw in his eyes that he was just as excited for what was to come. Harry gave him a knowing smile.

“I see. Harry, have a good day. Mr. Malfoy.”

“Mr. Weasley.”

Arthur was almost to the door and he turned back. “Mr. Malfoy, I wanted to let you know that if you break Harry’s heart. They won’t be able to convict us because they won’t find your body and no one would fess up.”

“I understand and if I ever hurt him, I will let you.”

“We expect you for dinner tonight night, Harry and bring Draco. Ginny has decided that you can keep the regular night and she will come on Thursdays. I guess they are changing her work schedule and she will be working Tuesday nights now.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Arthur left before he could see the look of fear on Draco’s face. Harry laughed but didn’t get up. Draco sat down in the chair Arthur had just left and smiled as he watched Harry work. Once he was done looking at his messages Harry wrote a few words down on a piece of paper and attached it to the leg of the owl in his office.

“How do you want to do this? The paper ran my story this morning about our marriage. It ran yours two days ago. How long until you want them to find out about us?”

“What was that you sent off?”

“A letter asking a reporter to come to my office to discuss an article.”

“About Albus?”


“Let’s hold off on you and me for now. I was going to ask you out tonight but we already have plans it seems.”

“They’ll be nice.”

“I am sure that they will. I never doubted that. I am just worried about the rest of them.”

“Fred, George, and Charlie already know about you. I am sure that Hermione will break it to Ron nicely when she tells him. Ginny will have told her. Bill will be fine with it. The only one to worry about is Percy and he can just live with it.”

“What about Ginerva?”

“We talked. She has known since the beginning that she hasn’t had my whole heart, it seems. We are content to be apart.”

“Good. That is all I need to be seen as a home wreaker.”

“My close friends and family have known for a while now that we were not happy together. I could have just slept around and so could she but we didn’t.”

“So how should I dress for tonight?”

“How you are is fine. Lily will be with me and I am sure that Molly will have someone’s kids while they are out of town.”

Harry stood up and moved around his desk. Draco stood up from his chair and stepped up to him. Draco reached out and touched Harry’s face, lightly. Harry reached out and did the same to him.

“I should get back to work. Lily will be at Molly’s until we get done with dinner. I will ring you when I am done here and we can meet at Grimmauld Place.”

Draco leaned forward and kissed Harry on the lips. He pulled back before Harry could try and make it more. Harry smiled as Draco left his office.

“I want your answer in seven hours, Potter!”


Its two weeks after the first dinner with Molly and Arthur that Harry received the letter. It was old and Harry could tell that it had been read several times because of the crease marks. Harry knew the letter on sight without ever having to open it. Harry hadn’t laid his eyes on the letter in years and was looking at it in his mind right now.

Comparisons are easily done once you’ve had a taste of perfection. Like an apple hanging from a tree, I picked the ripest one. I still got the seed. You said move on. Where do I go? I guess second best is all I will know. She kissed my lips, I tasted your mouth. She pulled me in, I was disgusted with myself.

Cause when I’m with her, I am thinking of you. Thinking of you. What you would do if you were the one who was spending the night. Oh I wish that I was looking into your eyes. How do I get better once I’ve had the best. You said there’s tons of fish in the water, so the waters I will test.

You’re the best and yes I do regret. How I could let myself let you go. Now the lesson’s learned, I touched it I was burned. Oh won’t you walk through and bust in the door and take me away. Oh no more mistakes. Cause in your eyes I’d like to stay…

Whenever Harry is unsure of Draco’s love or they get in a row, he pulls it out and reads it. Sometimes, he just reads it to remember the feelings that he had when he got the letter.

It’s a day like that when Harry looks at his son, ten years later, standing at the alter getting married that he reads the letter. Draco is beside him and they both stare at the altar. Draco’s hand is wrapped around one of Harry’s and in the other hand is the letter.

“May I present Messrs Scorpius and Albus Potter-Malfoy!”

The End

The One Who Really Loves You

Title: The One Who Really Loves You

Series: None

Fandom: Harry Potter

Year: Kids in School era,

Category: EWE,

Ratings: PG-13

Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Draco/Astoria, Harry/Draco,


Summary: Harry comes home from a trip to South America, expecting to find Ginny at home waiting. What he finds is Aurors waiting to take him into custody.

Words: 2,950

Notes: None

Warnings: None

Beta: lksnarry1

Harry Potter stepped up to his house and set his key in the lock only to have a noise behind him turn quickly and draw his wand. Standing there were three Aurors. Harry didn’t know their names off hand but he recognized two of them. He smiled and started to wave when he noticed that their wands were raised at him in a defensive manner.

“How can I help you?”

“Harry Potter you are under arrest. Please come with us and do not put up a fight,” the lead Auror said.

Harry looked at him in shock but nodded his head. He dropped his wand to the ground along with the bag slung around his shoulder. The other two Aurors stepped up to him and one picked up the wand while the other took the bag. The lead Auror cast a few spells and Harry found that his magic was bound as was his mouth and he was under a slight compulsion charm. Harry knew it was the normal routine for people who could be deemed dangerous. What the Aurors didn’t know was that he knew who to cast wordless and wandless spells. Still he wasn’t going to run because it had to be a mistake.

It had to be.


Harry was happy for one thing and one thing only, he wasn’t taken to Azkaban. He was instead taken to a smaller jail built in London after the end of the war. He was placed in the high risk cell and left alone for the rest of the night. No one came to see him and he was worried about that.

Finally, after what he was sure was several hours he lay down on the bed and tried to sleep.

The Aurors hadn’t released any of their spells.


Harry woke after a restless night. He hadn’t slept that bad since he and Ron and Hermione had been on the run. He looked around his cell and found a letter on the floor. He opened it and read it.

Since your wife is using your regular lawyer, I have taken it upon myself to represent you. I have been working on your case since the day she filed. Please keep your mouth shut and wait to hear from me.

Harry read the letter again but was unsure of what was going on. Ginny was the reason that he was in jail? He couldn’t believe that. He had been gone two weeks and it seemed the world went to shit in that two weeks. He had been in the jungles of South America doing gathering of plants for his potions business. Some of the plants he needed were easier for him to gather and transport back than pay the company. He had been out of owl range and therefore been incommunicado for the two weeks. Still, why would Ginny have him put in jail?

A knock on his cell door had Harry sitting down on the bed and waiting while the door was opened. One of the Aurors from the night before entered with a plate of food. Since he was still under a silencing charm, he couldn’t speak and the Auror didn’t say a word until he was almost out the door.

“Your court date in his three hours. I hope you are ready for it.” He shut the cell door hard and Harry could hear him down the hall.

Court date? So soon?


Harry had a bag placed over his head when he had been pulled from the cell and it had stayed on through the Apparition to what he assumed was the Ministry. He could hear cameras clicking and knew why he had the bag on but it still unnerved him.

He was nearly drug throughout the entire trip into the courtrooms, barely able to keep his feet under him. When he was shoved hard into a chair he was grateful. The bag was not pulled off of his head.

“Your Honor, the prosecution stands that the Potter lawyer had no right to place a hold on the money in Mr. Potter’s vault. As his wife, Ginerva Potter should have been allowed access to that money.”

“This court stands by the earlier decision. The money in the Potter vault is from Mr. Potter’s business and since in the pre-nuptial agreement it stated that she was to never receive any of that money unless Mr. Potter died, there was no reason that Mrs. Potter should touch that. The courts decided that the money in the joint vault would be enough to sustain Mrs. Potter throughout this trial. Mrs. Potter has never put money into Mr. Potter’s business and therefore has no right to it as well.”

“Your Honor.”

“The decision stands. What I want to know is why Mr. Potter still has the bag over his head?”

“Mr. Potter is a skilled wandless caster, Your Honor and the other judge decided that it was best that he remain this way, Sir.”

“Yes, well that was him and this is me. I want that removed and I want the spells that were cast on him removed as well. We can bind him in the chair if Mrs. Potter feels that she is in danger.”

“Your Honor…”

“Aurors, please do as I ask.”

Harry heard walking and then the bag was removed.

“Finite Incantatum.” Harry turned and found that the three Aurors from the night before were standing around him. He felt on grab a wrist and then another did and his hands were bound. A second later, a band was strapped around his head and he had to look forward. He couldn’t see behind him.

“Mr. Potter’s solicitor owled me this morning and told me he would be late. I gave him the leeway since he actually has not had the chance to speak to his client. Instead, I want to go over your statement, Mrs. Potter.” The judge looked at Harry. “I want you to hold your tongue, Mr. Potter. When your solicitor arrives, you will be given leave to speak. I know that this has to be strange for you. Mrs. Potter please describe your testimony again.”

“Your Honor…”

“I want to hear it for myself.”

“I was in the living room when Harry walked in. He was getting ready to leave for his trip to South America. I couldn’t wait for him to be gone so that I could divorce him. I couldn’t stand him anymore. I was going to move into an apartment and not let him know where I was. The children were going to live with me. Harry threw a shirt at me and then slapped me.”

Harry tried to jerk his head but he found he couldn’t even move enough to see Ginny at all. He couldn’t believe what she was saying.

“He screamed that he couldn’t believe that his clothes were not clean for his trip. He grabbed my arm and threw me to the ground. I felt my arm shatter at the force of it. I don’t remember much except that I woke up after he had left me the next morning on the floor. I could barely move. I sent a Patronus off to my brother and he came to get me.”

Harry wished he could turn so that he could see her. He wanted to see her lie to him.

“This would be Percy Weasley?”



“Percy took me to St. Mungo’s where my injuries were catalogued.”

“Why was Mr. Potter not retrieved from South America?”

One of the Aurors stepped into Harry’s side line of sight.

“He was deemed unable to retrieve.”

“I hope that this mess doesn’t come back to bite all of us in the ass.”

“What do you mean, Your Honor?”

“Just this, this man was taken from outside him home for a crime that he may or may not be guilty of. He was given no chance to speak to a solicitor and his case was rushed through the courts. His wife tried to access his accounts at Gringotts. This could turn into a fiasco. I noticed that Mrs. Potter wanted him put into Azkaban to sit before his trial. I am glad that didn’t happen. The press would have a field day with it.”

“Why was the last judge removed from the case?”

“There was talk of him being partial to Mrs. Potter. I was put onto the case to stop that talk and I am glad that I was.”

Harry heard doors open and several sets of feet enter.

“Who have we here?”

“Witnesses for the defense,” a voice said. Harry knew that he knew the voice but he couldn’t place it. “I have Lord Bleness from Scotland, he is the world’s foremost expert on memories and their manipulation as well as Lord Overton from France who is a expert on wounds and how they are gotten. I am sorry that they were not given as witnesses but they were just able to make it today.”

“The court will allow this. I have a motion in front of me to have Mr. Potter pulled out of the room for the rest of the trial after his memories are pulled from him.”

“Crazy. The courts of England demand that the accused stand before their accuser.”

“I agree, Mr. Malfoy.”

Harry closed his eyes. Draco Malfoy was his solicitor. It was making sense. Mr. Bromley was the regular solicitor for them but since it was Ginny against him…he needed a new one. Only Draco would take that job on. There was the other thing that Draco had been doing for him as well.

“Your Honor…”

“Mr. Bromley, I am getting sick of this. This is not a kangaroo court. I will not have the courts of England drug through the mud because of a wife wanting to get back at her husband. Mr. Malfoy, you said that you had two pieces of evidence that you would like to enter before you let your witnesses talk?”

“Yes, Your Honor. The first is a very sensitive matter that Mr. Potter had me look into for him. As you know the Potter’s youngest, Lily went to Hogwarts this year. Several months before, Mrs. Potter revealed to her husband that she was pregnant. The child was stillborn at just three months along. The child was interred with the rest of the Potter’s at a quiet ceremony.”

“Your Honor, I don’t see where this is going.”

“I will hear this.”

Harry closed his eyes. Ginny was not going to like this.

“Mr. Potter had me have the child dug up just a month ago and a paternity test run.”

“Your Honor…”

“Silence or I will silence you.”

Harry could just think of the smirk on Draco’s face.

“I was given DNA from Albus Severus Potter, James Sirius Potter, Lily Luna Potter, and Harry James Potter to compare it to. I have the results here in my hand. The child only carries half of the DNA of the three children and none of the DNA of Harry Potter. Instead the paternal side of the DNA does not match DNA that St. Mungo’s has access to.”

“I see and the second?”

“When Mrs. Potter was examined at St. Mungo’s a rape kit was done just to be safe. There was older semen present from earlier in the day. They did not run it at the time. I had it run just yesterday and had St. Mungo’s compare it to two samples. It was run against Harry Potter’s and the dead child. It was a match..”

“See your honor!” Harry heard Bromley yell.

“..and it was a match for the paternal DNA of the child,” Draco finished.

“So Mrs. Potter was having an affair?”

“Yes, Sir. Since this affair was started long before this court case was even brought up, the marriage is null and void according to the pre-nuptial agreement that Mrs. Potter signed. This means that she gets one fourth of the joint vault they have and has given up right to the kids. Visitation will of course be set up after this trial and the children are spoken to.”

“There is still the matter of the abuse.”

“Yes, well you have in front of you a set of papers that document the injuries that Mrs. Potter has sustained over the past year based on her scans at St. Mungo’s. Lord Overton states that Mrs. Potter has not sustained abuse over a long period as she has stated. She shows no history of it. Also the broken arm she sports it not from a fall but a blunt object that was repeatedly brandished against her arm. There are impact points on several spots on her arm.”

“I see. Is Lord Bleness here to give evidence on Mrs. Potter’s memory from the event?”

“Yes, Your Honor.”

“I will hear that testimony with just the solicitors in my chambers. Mr. Malfoy you have ten minutes with your client and then please join us.”

Harry heard feet shuffling and then silence as he felt magic surround him. Draco appeared in front of him.

“They can’t see or hear us. I tried to get word to you when she filed this.”

“You put a hold on my accounts.”

“I was already prepping your divorce papers and Gringotts knew this. The Goblins were more than happy to give me what I wanted. They didn’t like what she was doing.”

“So everyone thinks that I beat my wife?”

“We will show them. She has a faked memory. I am sorry you had to go through this and I can’t release you from these bindings but this won’t take long. She will be lucky to escape this without some jail time herself.”

“The kids?”

“Astoria went to Hogwarts herself and explained what was going on. All three of them don’t understand where this is coming from. You never raised a hand to them so they can’t believe that you would hurt Ginny like that. I got a hold of some DNA illegally, Harry. The judge who was supposed to sit over this was the father.”

“I feared that when I heard what this other judge was doing. Just get me out of here.”

“When we leave today we are going to Hogwarts. McGonagall is expecting us and the kids will be pulled from class. I also wanted to let you know that Astoria and I finally signed the annulment agreements for a divorce. Since Scorpius is doing fine at school, we figured it was finally time. Soon, Harry. Soon.”


Later that afternoon, Harry and Draco left the courts and Draco answered all the questions put forth by the reporters that were waiting outside.

Harry just wanted to see his kids. He felt the tug of side along Apparition and within seconds he was standing inside Hogsmeade. He looked around and saw McGonagall waiting for them at the edge of the small town.

“Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, it seems that the children were a disruption, all four of them so Mrs. Malfoy has them all at the Quidditch pitch flying around. I will escort you.”

Harry didn’t know what to expect. He hadn’t seen the kids since they had went to school in September and now to face them after they had to have heard all the lies that Ginny had spread. He just didn’t know what to expect.

What he got was four children running to him with arms wide open. Four? He only had three. He found amid the black and red hair, a head with pale blond hair.

“Does this mean that you are moving in with us now?” Scorpius asked with a giant smile on his face.

Draco, Harry, and Astoria were all taken back and all three heard McGonagall chuckle behind them.

“Mr. Malfoy is under the impression that his father is hopelessly in love with Mr. Potter and now that he and Miss Weasley are divorced, they can be together. I will leave you all to discuss this among family. Just come to the kitchens when you are ready and they will feed you all dinner. I will let the professors know where the Potters and Mr. Malfoy are so they are not worried.”

“Why would you think that Harry would move in with us, Scorpius?” Draco asked crouching down to look his son in the eyes.

“Albus is always talking about how Mr. Potter is miserable with Mrs. Potter. Albus, James, and Lily don’t like the new house at all. They want to come live with Mother and Father at the Manor with their father. It would make everyone happy. Mrs. Potter could stay at the nasty house by herself.”

Harry snorted at Scorpius’s grasp on the subject, still he wasn’t sure what he thought about the kids knowing things about him and Draco that he himself had only come to grips with over his trip in South America. He had made the decision to divorce Ginny on the trek back to civilization.

“Mr. Potter will do as he wishes Scorpius. I am sure that no matter what you will not lose your friendship with the Albus, James, and Lily.”

“If it was an offer, I might just say yes.” Harry watched as Draco’s eyes snapped to him before smiling.

“Then consider it an offer.”

The End

You Make Being Me Hard

Title: You Make Being Me Hard
Series: None?
Fandom: Iron Man, Captain America, Avengers, Harry Potter, Marvel Cinematic Universe,
Year: 2013
Category: Trope Bingo Round One, Fusion,
Ratings: PG-13
Pairings: Tony Stark/Steve Rogers, Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy,
Spoilers: All Harry Potter books,
Summary: Steve Rogers has been happy teaching in Hogwarts. His life has been easy and normal. That is until Tony Stark comes back to Hogwarts and takes over the job as professor of Inventive Magic and Head of House of Slytherin. Steve remembers that Tony made being at Hogwarts horrible for Steve back when they had went to school together. Now they had to work together?
Words: 3,308
Notes: For Round One of TropeBingo. Some of the Harry Potter story has been changed.
Warnings: None
Beta: Unbetaed

“Professor Malfoy will be stepping down as Head of Slytherin house due to his and Professor Potter’s upcoming childbirth,” Headmistress Minerva McGonagall spoke. Steve Rogers looked over at the two professor’s mentioned and smiled at them. Steve had seen their surrogate just the other day when she had stopped in. She lived in Hogsmeade and stopped by on a regular basis. She was getting rather large and Steve noticed it was hard for her to move around. “Also as all of you know, Professor Weasley left us at the end of term to explore other options. Professor Rogers will be taking over as Head of Gryffindor House. Her class of Inventive Magic will be taken over by Tony Stark. Who will also take over as Head of Slytherin.”

Steve felt his blood run cold. He remembered his childhood at the school with Tony there. Steve had been two years under him and from the moment that he had got to know Tony one day at a Quidditch match, he had been in love. Tony had never seen him though. Steve had been scrawny back then. Tony had rarely seen anyone at the school. It had been the whole letdown of the school when Tony had left at the end of his seventh year and had never found anyone that he had liked enough to go out with.

It wasn’t until his final year of Hogwarts that Madame Pomfrey had found a curse placed onto him by his father before he had died from drinking. Steve had spent the next several years taking horrid potions and doing hours of exercise a day to get to where he should have been. The curse had been laid on him as a young child it seemed and was supposed to have stopped his magic but all it had done was stunt his growth physically.

He wasn’t sure he was ready to see Tony again though. He knew that what he had for Tony back then wasn’t real love but a crush. Still even just thinking about Tony made Steve want to blush.

The doors of the staff room bursting open made Steve jump and he turned to see Tony standing there. He was in the normal professors robes and he looked just as good as he had the last time that Steve had seen him on the last day of Tony’s last year of school. Tony eyes moved across the room and paused at all the professors for a few seconds, taking in the old and the new. His eyes stopped on Steve the longest. There was no recognition on his face but there was something there that Steve wasn’t sure what it was.

Steve pulled his eyes from Tony’s to look over at Harry. Harry gave him a smile that spoke of knowledge of the situation. Harry had been a friend to Steve. During the War between the Light and Dark, Steve hadn’t known Harry Potter at all. Steve had kept to himself, his size hadn’t helped.

When Harry and Draco had arrived at the school three years before, ready to take on their classes, Steve had been the first to notice that they were a couple. He had gone to Hermione to ask her and she had told him that it was the truth but for him to not mention it. It wasn’t until last year when a student had set up a prank for Harry that they had been found out.

Tony was introduced to the professors that didn’t know him and then the meeting was over. Steve grabbed his parchment and moved to leave but a hand on his arm stopped him.

“You know, I thought at first it couldn’t be you but looking at your notes there, the doodles all around them. You grew up Rogers,” Tony said grinning at him. He stuck his hand out for Steve to shake. It was habit that Steve was able to do it. Tony’s hands were rough from manual labor and Steve wondered where the scars that he could feel all over the hand came from. During the War, he hadn’t heard of too many Slytherins sticking their necks out. Tony hadn’t done much of anything in school that would have warranted this kind of rough hands.

“Yes, I did.” Steve tried to talk like the words weren’t sticking in his throat.

“So you did slum, Stark,” Draco said as he walked up behind the raven haired man. Tony turned around to look at Draco and smiled. It was the same smile that used to make Steve go weak in the knees and it still did it. Harry was right behind Draco.

“No, I just remember being fascinated by Rogers’ doodles during school.” Tony looped an arm around Draco’s shoulder and pulled him away from the Gryffindors and out of the room. Harry stepped up to Steve’s shoulder and bumped them together.

“Is it still there?” Harry asked his voice soft. It didn’t matter because there was no one left in the room except for them but the pictures had large ears and all they lived for was gossip. “The punch in the gut when he smiles and the way that gravity just draws you to him.”

“Yes,” Steve said breathlessly. Harry gave a dry chuckle and pulled Steve into the hall.

“Pint on me. Let’s go commiserate about the Slytherins that make Gryffindors weaker than they really are.”


The start of term came and went. Steve fell into his new duties with an ease that he found odd. He usually obsessed over many things. Nothing was getting to him, even though he had time to think about things more. The Slytherins were the picture of propriety and he had little issue with them. Even under Draco’s rule, they had been a little unruly. At the weekly Heads of House meeting, Filius Flitwick and Pomona Sprout commented that the Slytherins were the best they had ever been and they had been Heads of their Houses for years and would know. Tony never showed up for the meetings. Filius commented that he had never shown up for any meetings ever when he had been in school, they didn’t think that he would show up for any now that he was a professor. Given that the Slytherins were behaving, they had no reason to try and force him to a meeting. It was better for Minerva to talk to him one on one than to try and do a large group.

Quidditch tryouts came and that was all that Harry could talk about. He was the flying instructor and so he watched over all the tryouts as well refereeing all the matches. Steve loved watching Quidditch. He had never been able to do it as a child; he had been too weak and sickly. When Harry had come to the school, he had taught Steve how to fly and even play the sport. Some of the classmates that Harry hung out with from their graduating year sometimes came for a pickup match and Steve joined them when he could. It was always random who would be there.

Steve was watching the Gryffindor’s practice when a buzzing sound caught his ear. He had only ever heard a noise like it in Muggle London. He turned to see Tony standing up near the school with a small group of students. It was the same group that always seemed to follow Tony around. Draco called them his groupies. The group of kids ranged from all the years of kids. The aftereffect of the War was that blood status didn’t matter as much anymore. Steve could see several Muggle-borns standing with Pure Bloods and he smiled. He felt that the War was worth that. There had been much loss on all sides but at least the War changed something in the world for the better.

“Professor Rogers! You should see this,” a young first year said as she ran past Steve to head to Tony’s group. Curiosity piqued, Steve moved towards the group. He stayed at the back of the group until Tony noticed him. The other man dove into the group and grabbed Steve’s hand, pulling him to the front. Sitting there on ground was a device of some kind. It seemed to be giving off a soft, blue light.

“I call it an Arc Reactor. It can power just about anything and it allows for Muggle technology to be used in a fifty feet radius of it.”

“Why?” Steve wondered what the application of it was for witches and wizards.

“Muggle computers and cell phones can be powered with this device, I can make it smaller so that it only powers that device, can be used in dangerous situations, especially for Aurors. I already have a contract with them to create many more of these.”

Tony pulled a device from his pocket and handed it to Steve. Steve knew what it was. It was a MP3 player for Muggles. It was one device that some Muggle-borns brought to school with them only to find out that the magic was too heavy for it to work. Tony powered down the reactor much to the protests of the students, many of whom had started to wander away. Tony moved closer and turned on the MP3 player and music started to play from the headphones attached to it.

“Keep it as a gift. It was a first prototype of the arc reactor. I’ll teach you the recharge spell for it.”

“Tony, I can’t…” Steve started to push it back towards Tony but the other man just waved him off.

“Nonsense. I have a much better one for myself. I’ll help you with it.” Tony reached out and clasped Steve’s shoulder with a smile on his face. His sleeve fell back and Steve saw the edge of a faded black tattoo. Tony saw where his gaze was and he removed his arm, pulling his sleeve back down. Steve knew what it was. It was the same thing that was on Draco’s arm. Tony tried to clean up in a rush but he nearly dropped his reactor. Steve caught it and wouldn’t give it back.

“I’ll help you carry it back to your lab.”

“I can get it!” Tony hissed but Steve still didn’t let the reactor go. Tony just huffed and moved away from him at a breakneck pace. Steve had trouble keeping up at first with the weight of the reactor in his arms. Tony led him down to the rooms that he had taken over in the dungeons. It’s where Harry and Draco’s rooms were. Tony had his room down there as well as his new classroom. Minerva had thought that given Tony’s penchant for experimentation, he would be safer in the dungeons. He had heard the word explosion on more than one occasion. Tony had ended up taking over three different unused rooms in the dungeons to use as labs. “Just set it wherever.”

“Tony,” Steve said but the raven haired man just ignored him. Steve wouldn’t be budged though. He just stayed where he was after he set the reactor down. Tony tried his best to ignore him and when Steve wouldn’t leave, Tony stripped off his robes to show a long sleeve shirt with some kind of Muggle music group as a logo on the front. Tony rolled up his sleeves and started to work. The Dark Mark didn’t faze him. Steve had seen plenty of his schoolmates with them after the war. It didn’t mean anything now. So many of their grade and under had been forced to take the mark by their parents.

The trial of Tony Stark had been the news of the post War trials. Tony’s father, Howard Stark, had been an Unspeakable and had used Tony to get information from the Dark Lord in the final year of the War. Tony had shown the world his memories of the events leading up to him being marked. He understood why Tony was wary about people seeing it. Draco never wore sleeveless or even short sleeved shirts because of his own Mark. It had taken nearly the entire three years for Draco to even accidently let Steve see it. When Steve hadn’t freaked out, Draco had relaxed.

“You have to let someone in,” Steve said when Tony finally stopped moving around the room like a madman. Tony just looked at him. He stepped closer to Steve and just kept his eyes leveled on the other man.

“And you think that you are the ones, Rogers?” Tony asked. Tony stepped closer and pulled him in for a kiss. Steve mewled when their lips pressed together. Tony smirked as he pulled away. “The boy who has had a crush on me for years?”

“What?” Steve froze at the words. How had he known?

“Oh, you think the whole school didn’t know? They did. The only other person more obvious than you was that Weasley girl for Harry.”

“You…” Steve looked at Tony for a few seconds before he ran. He ran from the room and Tony and didn’t speak to him or even look at him for days.


Draco watched as for the first time ever, Tony Stark seemed to care about someone who wasn’t himself. Tony hadn’t had the best childhood; it was nearly as bad as Draco’s own childhood. At least, Draco’s own father hadn’t forced his own child to take the Dark Mark to spy on the Death Eaters. It had taken seeing Tony’s struggles for Draco to find Harry and beg for his help.

It hadn’t taken Draco that long to find Harry and Hermione, just after Ron had left the group. Draco had been an outsider for weeks but in the end, getting them into his aunt’s vault at Gringott’s while still making it so that they could keep the sword had been worth it. Tony’s redemption had come next. The teen hadn’t known what to do when he came home to find his father butchered in the foyer. Draco and Harry had killed the Death Eater who had killed Howard but in the end, even that hadn’t been enough. Tony had almost gone to jail. If one of the other Unspeakables hadn’t come forward with knowledge that Tony had been forced, Tony would be in Azkaban.

“What are you thinking about so hard?” Harry asked coming up behind him and kissing his neck before kissing the head of the sleeping child in Draco’s arms. Scorpius was asleep and had been for nearly an hour. James was in the bassinet, where he had been asleep for nearly two hours. Their newly born twins were perfect. Annemarie was asleep in the next room, resting after breast feeding the boys.

“Tony and Steve.”

Harry laughed as he moved to check on James. “I feel like locking them in a room and not letting them come out until one of them has fucked the other.”

“Watching Steve moon over Tony through all of school and now to see him not able to look at Tony. What happened? Steve talks to you more.”

“Tony was his normal blunt self and threw the fact that the whole school knew about him being love with Tony in his face. Steve is a little thunderstruck from it. He can barely look you in the eye as well. Tony also kissed him.”

“Really?” Draco looked up at Harry as his husband took Scorpius form his arms to set him down with his twin in the bassinet. Harry took the baby’s place in Draco’s lap.

“Steve enjoyed it but it shocked the hell out of him. I am surprised that Tony hasn’t said a word to you.” Harry gave Draco a look that said he didn’t quite believe him.

“He’s being tight lipped about this little budding romance. Unlike in school.” Draco knew that Tony was acting weird, even for him. Tony was never quiet about who he was bedding or even trying to bed. This must mean that Steve was different.

“I remember the stories he used to tell. Made even the seventh years blush in the Great Hall.” Harry stopped talking and leaned over to kiss Draco. Draco let himself get lost in the kiss until he heard the sound of the room door opening. Minerva was standing there looking at them. She was smiling at them but looked harried. The smile was same smile she always wore when she found them together like they were. She had never been happier for a show of House unity than when they had been found out.

“We seem to have an issue. A group of seventh and sixth years from Gryffindor and Slytherin decided to lock both Tony and Steve into a closet on the third floor. I have been trying for an hour to get them out. Filius is all out of things to try and Pomona has offered to stay with the boys while you two try and get them out.”

“Who did it?” Draco asked as Harry climbed off his lap. He was glad that the sight of Minerva had stopped any reaction he had been getting to making out with his husband in his lap. Harry grabbed his robe and put it on, throwing Draco’s at him as well. It was a short run to the closet. Minerva joined them several minutes later, after making sure that Pomona got there.

“We are unable to determine that. The magical signatures are melded together well.”

“I think that Tony has done too good of a job teaching his students,” Draco said with a laugh. The hall had been cordoned off and the Prefects and Head Girl and Boy were keeping the students out. Draco and Harry set out trying to break the spell.

Two hours later, Steve and Tony emerged, looking no worse for the wear. Steve was blushing but anyone in close proximity to Tony for a long period was usually blushing when they were separated. Tony wanted to speak to whoever created the spell. No one stepped forward.


It wasn’t until the first Hogsmeade weekend after the return from winter break that Harry noticed the change in the two men. Tony never went to the village on the weekends the students did but Steve did every single time. Except for that one. Steve stayed behind.

Harry and Draco watched on the Marauder’s Map as Steve moved to Tony’s room in the dungeons. The boys started to cry and it drew the men away from the map, when they came back an hour later, both men were still in Tony’s private chambers.

At dinner that night, the hickey was easy to see on Tony’s neck if one was looking for it. The note appeared in front of Harry, almost landing in his food.

“Keep your eyes off my Gryffindor.” It was in Tony’s scrawl. Harry handed it over to Draco who started to laugh. He thought about how Draco had talked about doing what the students had done. The blonde haired Slytherin was laughing to himself and leaned over to talk to Harry.

“I have a feeling that Tony could have broken the spell on his own, if he had wanted.”

The smirk that came over Tony’s face on the other side of the table told them that Tony had heard that, somehow and agreed. Steve smiled at Harry and then looked back down at his own plate of food.

This was going to make life at Hogwarts interesting because Tony was never happy with the status quo. He was going to push Steve in interesting ways and the school was going to be along for the ride. He just hoped the Slytherin wouldn’t do anything too outlandish.

The End

What Happened to Harry Potter Book 6

Title: Book Six
Series: What Happened To Harry Potter?
Year: 1996-1997
Category: AU, Drama, Angst,
Ratings: NC-17
Pairings: Harry/Draco, Ron/Hermione, Sirius/Remus, Molly/Arthur, mentions of Severus/Lily, Lily/James,
Spoilers: Up through book six
Summary: Harry still reels from the changes that happened over the summer and at the end of the school year. He and his friends are being trained to protect themselves. No matter what the decree for underage wizardry says. With most of Harry’s secrets bared to the world, how will he survive his sixth year at school?
Words: 69,207
Notes: Unless stated in the story, please think that it happened the same way it did in the book. Of course, I wouldn’t want to get into plagiarism and I really didn’t want to change everything about the story so I assume that you can all fill in the blanks.
Warnings: I am twisting things. Also there may be some lines from the movies but that is mainly because I found them absolutely hilarious. Graphic Depictions of Violence & Major Character Death

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The Billionaire’s Baby

Title: The Billionaire’s Baby
Series: None
Year: 2012
Category: Mpreg, Magical AU,
Ratings: PG-13
Pairings: Harry/Draco,
Spoilers: None
Summary: Draco Malfoy meets Harry Black and Harry Potter meets Dray Gotto. Draco has to keep his name a secret because the Malfoy Heir couldn’t be seen in a relationship with someone who was male much less someone who was Muggle. What Draco doesn’t know is that it really doesn’t matter. Draco is summoned home because his father is killed and he has to take his place as head of the Malfoy Family. He leaves Harry behind and leaves his heart and something else, unintended, with him as well.
Words: 5,543
Notes: This was wrote for the HP Harlequin Fest on LJ. Go check them out for a lot of wonderful fics and art pieces.
Warnings: Mpreg,
Beta: lksnarry1 (Thanks so much, you made this fic a lot better than it would have been.)

Draco Malfoy stared at the bed he had been pulled from just an hour before by a phone call from home. He sighed and leaned over to kiss the head of the man who was still asleep in the bed. Harry was under a sleeping spell. Draco couldn’t run the chance of the Muggle man waking and seeing magic packing Draco’s bags. He had spent a wonderful few weeks with Harry. Now that had to end. A crisis had ended Draco’s vacation in Mexico. He didn’t want to leave but he had to. His duty to his family demanded that he return home to take care of his family.

Harry shifted in his sleep and the sheet dislodged from his waist. Draco could see his ass cheeks. Draco sighed as he remembered the night before. It had been so wonderful. Those memories would have to last Draco for the rest of his life. From this moment on his life would have little pleasure for him. His family’s reputation would hinge on him doing the right thing. First, he would have to find a wife.


Harry Potter woke up and rolled over. His arm reached and found that the bed was cold, not the kind of cold where the other person just got up, the kind of cold that meant the person was long gone. He sat up quickly and looked around, listening hard. Dray was nowhere in the hotel room. Harry fumbled for his glasses and pulled them onto his face. He looked around and saw that all of Dray’s things were gone. Harry looked at the other side of the bed and saw a note there. Harry picked it up.

I am sorry that I have to do it this way but some things have come up and I have to leave. You will not be able to find me so please don’t try. I have to take my place as the head of my family.

I have loved the time we have spent together here in Mexico but I have to leave. You will forever be in my heart. I leave with you all my heart. Please take care of it.

Love Forever,


Harry closed his eyes and lay back down in bed. He curled around Dray’s pillow and cried. He had hoped that he could tell Dray his secrets and take him home to Canada with him. Harry cried until he had nothing left in him. As night closed again, Harry was laying in bed eating the room service he had ordered. He felt a surge in his magic and the room brightened. Harry wondered what was up with that and vowed to ask his uncles when he got home, early.

Draco stood looking down at everyone who was in the ballroom of Malfoy Manor. It was his birthday and the party was for him but he didn’t really care. He had still not found a woman to marry and his mother was breathing down his back. Every woman that she paraded in front of him was only interested in what Draco could give her, not even remotely interested being with him.

“Draco?” a voice asked as Draco turned to the speaker. Standing there was his best friend, Blaise Zabini.


“Everyone is wondering where you are.”

“Just trying to think above all the noise.” Draco looked around the room. There were many partygoers but there were very few reporters. “Why aren’t there many reporters here?”

“Potter Senior is announcing his Heir to the world. Since the death of his wife and child, he has never given any hints who he was going to give his empire over to. He put out the announcement after the paper was out for the day.” Blaise walked up beside Draco and leaned against the railing and looking down at the crowd.

“I never heard about it at all.” Draco frowned. His company and Potter’s were two of the biggest in the Wizarding World. The two families had also been very close for many years. It was strange that Potter would not tell him about the upcoming news. He vowed to owl him tomorrow.

“I am not surprised at all with your mind being on the merger with Principal Potions. That is why your mother planned this. She fears you are not having enough fun.”

“I’ll have fun again once the merger is done. We close tomorrow and then I will have much more free time. I won’t have too many companies I will have to work about stealing my customer base.”

“Still, enjoy yourself tonight.”

Draco nodded and saluted Blaise with his glass of wine. Blaise wandered back down the steps and back into the mass of people. A black haired young man in the crowd caught his eye and Draco stared. Even after six years he still saw Harry in most black haired young men. His heart clenched when it wasn’t him. Draco had never looked for Harry, not in a meaningful way. He didn’t want to know how he had done over the years. He still had to fight the urge to go back to him. He hoped that Harry had done well in his life.

The party lasted late into the night but Draco had gone to bed early. He had a nine o’clock in the morning meeting to sign the papers on the merger. Malfoy Corporation owned potion businesses all over the Magical world. It had started off with the Malfoy business of creating potions over three hundred years ago then as other businesses closed their doors, the Malfoys would buy the properties and the client base. It had grown to this, the largest potions company in the world.

“Mister Malfoy?” his secretary asked as Draco was sitting at the head of the table in the meeting room. Draco looked up and saw James Potter enter the room.

“Mister Potter. I am happy to see you.” Draco stood up and leaned over the table to shake his hand. Potter smiled. Draco was happy. He wouldn’t have to owl the older man after the meeting.

“Your secretary told me that you have a few minutes before the merger. I just wanted to talk to you. I am sure that you heard about me announcing my heir last night.”

“Yes, I heard about it but I left way too early this morning to read who you named in the papers.” Draco motioned at the chairs and Potter sat down, as did Draco. “Why are you meeting with me?”

“Our partial merger. I was planning on spending several years helping my replacement get used to the way that I do business but my health has taken a turn for the worse. I need to step away from the stress and the earliest time that I can. I still want to go into the side business with you and so does my replacement.”

“I am glad to hear that, it is four years down the drain if he didn’t.”

“I never said it was a he.”

“Sorry, I just assumed.”

“Grandpa!” a voice screamed and Draco watched as a young girl ran into the room and jumped into Potter’s lap. Draco didn’t get to see her face but the hair was exactly like his own. The hair was rare outside of the Malfoy bloodline.

“Sorry, she got away,” another voice said as the man entered the room. Draco looked up and his heart felt like it jumped out of his chest. It was Harry Black standing there in the room, in a Wizards robe.

“Draco, this is Aurora.”

“Hello, Mister Malfoy.” Aurora held her hand out and Draco shook it. He was dumbfounded. He looked up at Harry and saw that Harry was not surprised to see him. So that meant Harry didn’t know him. That Harry didn’t recognize him. That made him mad. His heart started to ache.

“Can your assistant not keep a hold of a four year old child?” Draco asked, his voice snappish. The child in question jumped down from Potter’s lap and moved to stand in front of where Draco was sitting. She put her hands on her hips and stared at him. Draco stared back. He knew those eyes. Those were Harry’s eyes. That face though was his own. That stare was also his.

“Actually she is as strong willed as her father,” Harry said moving over and picking the young girl up and she lay against him. She did not take her eyes off of Draco though.

“Draco, this is my son Harry Potter. I am sure that you remember playing with him when you were four.” His voice was careful and guarded.

“Harry…Potter?” Draco looked at Harry in shock. It was a shock that the boy that he had loved for so long was also the boy he missed from childhood with a deep ache. That hole in his heart had never filled.

“You can read the story in the <em>Prophet but I had his death faked to save his life. Even after those responsible for my wife’s were caught, I still didn’t trust that Harry would be safe.”

“I see.” Draco looked up at Harry, his eyes asking the question he couldn’t voice on his own not right then. <em>Is she mine?

Harry just stared at Draco not moving. His face never changed and neither did his eyes.

“Why don’t we do dinner at my house tonight. Draco you should bring your mother so that she can see Harry again. I am sure that she will enjoy seeing him for the first time in over twenty years.” Potter stood up and moved over by his son. Aurora had still not taken her eyes off of him.

“Yes, that sounds wonderful. If she can’t make it then I am sure she will not mind dining with you at another time.” Draco stood up and waved them to the door. All three Potters left the room and Draco shut the door behind them. He sat down in his seat and put his head in his hands. There was only five minutes before Blaise was going to bring in head of Principal Potions.

He was going to be ready for them. He had to close the deal.


Draco and his mother Narcissa were standing at the doors to Potter Manor. He was unsure of himself and that was a rarity. Malfoys were never unsure of anything. Narcissa had changed her plans for the evening once she heard that she was invited to Potter Manor for dinner.

“Dear, why are you so antsy?” Narcissa touched his shoulder and he didn’t react.

Draco didn’t answer his mother. Instead, he just stood there. After another minute the door opened. Draco expected a House Elf to be standing there or even Potter himself but not Aurora. Narcissa gasped at the child. She turned to Draco and looked at him. The questions were on her face.

“Please come in, Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy. Our House Elf, Zook will take your things for you.” Aurora stepped back and let them enter the foyer.

“Aren’t you just the cutest?”

“Yes, Ma’am. I believe that I am.”

“That is a very strange answer.”

“My dad says that I get my tact and love of myself from my father.”

“Harry doesn’t…” Draco stopped when his mother looked at him. She had never been told about what he was doing when she called him back home from Mexico. Draco looked down at Aurora, who was looking back at him with the same face Draco was sure he had made a hundred times when he has just caught someone saying something that they didn’t want revealed. It was usually followed by Draco taking their company.

“I see,” the child said in a voice that was close to her father’s. There was no doubting it. This child was theirs. Draco wanted to know why Harry had never told him about her. “Father and Grandfather are waiting in the sitting room on the second floor. I trust that you can find your way there, Mrs. Malfoy. Even after all this time?” Aurora stepped past them and started to the door to go outside.

“Yes, my dear. Where are you going?”

“I have a pet Thestral that I need to feed for the evening. She is not used to her new place yet.”

“How long have you been back?”

“One week.” Aurora walked out the door that the Malfoy’s had just entered. Draco watched her through the small windows on either side of the door was she went around the side of the manor.

“Come, Draco. I feel that this is a night where time is a valuable thing.”

Draco followed his mother through the main part of manor and up an obscure set of stairs. The stairs were old and other than being cleaned looked like they hadn’t been touched in many years for updates and repairs. He was about to question his mother when she started to talk.

“This part of the house was the original part of the manor. The magic here is so strong that the Potters have not touched it through the years. This sitting room is the same way. The magic is so strong that only people who are friends of the Potters are allowed up these stairs. Anyone else who comes up will find themselves on the roof with no way down.”

“Ancient magic.”


They arrived at the top of the stairs and into a large sitting room. Potter was sitting in a chair by the fire while Harry was standing with his back to everyone in a corner of the room.

“Cissa, it is so wonderful to see you.” Potter stood up from his chair and moved forward to hug Narcissa, who returned the hug with fervor. Potter moved next to shake Draco’s hand. Harry never turned around. “Harry, come join us. Our guests are here.”

“Yes, Father.” Harry closed the book in his hand as he turned around. He set the book down on a small end table and moved to a chair on the edge of the glow from the fire.

“Why are we meeting here?” Narcissa asked, breaking the small silence.

“Safest room in the house. I am sure that you saw all the damned reporters outside the gates. What we are going to discuss will be not breathed outside this room. I am going to tell what I have heard from my son and then you both will have a chance to talk.”

Narcissa and Draco both nodded, slowly. Narcissa was looking at Potter while Draco was looking at Harry.

“I don’t know what your son told you of his visit to Mexico but by the timeline of Harry’s visit, Draco was there just before his father passed away.”

“This is correct.”

“Ours sons met while there.”

Narcissa looked at Draco in shock but Draco still looked at Harry who was looking at the fire.

“Draco introduced himself as Dray Gotto while Harry introduced himself as Harry Black. Since they were at a Muggle hotel, each I would say, thought the other was Muggle. They spent weeks involved with each other. Harry knew that he would have to leave Draco in Mexico at the end of his vacation. Harry knew his responsibilities. He dreaded when he would have to say goodbye to the young man he knew as Dray. Then one morning, Dray was gone. Harry still had a week left of his vacation but instead decided to leave early.” Potter stopped and turned to look at his son. Harry just nodded. “He went home and pushed Dray out of his mind. Weeks went by and everything was normal for him. Then his Magic started to go wild. The simplest spell would be overcharged. A levitation charm would send the item flying. Harry stopped using his magic. He was at Black Manor in Canada and has been since the day that he supposedly died. He was there with Sirius Black and his wife and Remus Lupin, two of my advisers.

“Harry saw healer after healer and there was nothing coming from it. They could find no cause for Harry’s wild magic. Finally, Sirius called me to Canada. That was that week where I went away for health reasons about a month before we did our first joint project. When I arrived, the entire foyer of the house was awash in a bright red glow. I was shocked I had seen it before just once. Harry was standing at the foot of the stairs; Sirius and Remus were off to the side. They both looked scared. I smiled at them all and that’s all it took for them to calm down. It was a very long and hard seven months from that point. I had to make sure that Harry was safe. I found an old Wizard in Japan that had been on hand for a male birth before. He was brought in to take care of the birth.

“Aurora was born after seven hours of hard labor. Harry raised her as best as he could and looked for a black haired Dray Gotto all over Muggle Europe. Six years of looking and he found nothing. Harry came to England about two weeks ago. He’s been setting up Aurora’s living area and she joined him a week ago with her pets. Aurora was looking at financial section of the paper when she saw a picture of Draco. She screamed ‘Daddy’ and pointed. That is when Harry looked at the picture.

“As Aurora grew up her features started to grow into a face that I knew I had seen before but I just figured it was on Lily’s side of the family. I never thought to look in old pictures of Harry and Draco when they played as kids.”

Narcissa looked at Draco as Potter finished his tale. If it had come from anyone but him, she wouldn’t have believed a word that he said. Then there was little Aurora. She was the image of Draco when he had been younger but those eyes were Harry and Lily’s.


“Old Man Yu was a wealth of knowledge about births from males. It is a trait of old bloodlines. Some families have the male producing the offspring when the female cannot produce offspring. It is an affect of our Magic. He said that Harry and the other father were meant to be. They are soulmates in the strictest sense of the word.”

“She is mine then?” Draco asked. Harry looked him in the eye and nodded. “You are rarely this quiet Harry, even when we were kids.”

“I find that watching people and keeping quiet is the best way to gauge their reactions.”

“What about Aurora?”

“She can talk and see someone’s intentions much like you could as a child. As you have seen she also cared little for tact and propriety. She is very smart and cares little for other children. She is happy with her Thestral and Zook for company.”

“She seems to be well adjusted to the fact of her birth.”

“I have kept nothing from her. I had nothing kept from me as a child; I figured that it would be best for her as well.”

“I hate to bring up business at this time but I think that we need to discuss the partial merger. Potter Industries is willing to do a full merger with Malfoy Corporation with name to come.”

Narcissa, Potter, and Harry all looked at Draco.

“What kind of merger?”

“In all ways,” Harry answered as he stood up. In a few steps, Harry was standing in front of Draco. Draco stood up, he was barely straight when Harry grabbed him and kissed him. When Harry finally pulled back from the kiss, his father and Narcissa were gone. “Why didn’t you say goodbye?”

“I couldn’t. I wouldn’t have been able to go. I would have never left your side. I knew that leaving in the middle of the night like that was the only way. I was sure that you were Muggle and that I could never be with you. The Malfoy family has to marry of equal ranking, nothing else. Father was scared that I would leave the family. After he died, I had to run the company and the family as he would have wanted.” Draco tried to step back but Harry wouldn’t let him. Instead, Harry put a hand in his. Draco smiled at him with a soft smile.

“Now we can run the family how we want. Potters marry for love or nothing at all. We can make our own family traditions and what not.”

“‘And what not’, now you see why I thought so little of you. I would have known you from your eyes if you hadn’t had contacts, I assume, in.”

“Yeah, contacts.”

“I think that my mother will be spending much more time with your father. He has always hid behind a mask of total grief before. Mother hated to come here and disturb him. Father came over all the time and brought me.”

“He had to act that way. There was no other way that people would not assume that I was safe.”

“What are we going to do about Aurora?”

“Her magic came to her at a very young age. I have had to train her some though the years.” Harry shyly smiled and then ducked his head. “Well some is an understatement. I think for the most part, once she got used to her own wand, she will be able to pass First Year classes.”

“Harry, she is five years old!” Draco yelled as he stepped back from Harry.

“Yes, and she blew up my car when she was two years old. If I hadn’t been so quick to Apparate us out both of us would have been dead. She was throwing a fit because I wouldn’t let her stay at a friend’s. Don’t judge my choices until you know why they are done. I would never do anything to harm my daughter.”

Draco looked at Harry in shock. Their daughter was that powerful. There were few children who could do magic at that age much less such destructive magic. Harry was right to teach her how to use a wand. It gave her magic an out and she would be less likely to use wild magic and uncontrolled magic. “I’m sorry. I am still just in shock. I assume she knows that you are telling me right now?”

“Yes, she knows and that is why she is with Mika.”

“Yes, her pet Thestral.”

“I went to Hogwarts to see Headmaster Dumbledore about donations to the school over a year ago, under a guise. I want to make sure that Hogwarts has what it needs for Defense classes. The grounds keeper there, Hagrid, he was nursing the foal back to health. I guess a predator killed her mother and father and the rest of the herd shunned her. I had Aurora with me and she fell in love.”

“She could see her?” Draco asked his voice a whisper.

“Yes. When she was three she watched my uncle Sirius’s wife give birth. We didn’t know she was in the room. The baby was three months early and there was no saving him. Aurora watched him die.”

“At age three?”

“Yes. She doesn’t know that is the only reason she can see the Thestrals. I am saving that for when she is seven.”

“This Sirius, was he a good uncle to you?”

“Yes. I had a very good childhood. I knew I had to stay hidden but I still had a lot of fun as a child. I was never deprived of anything. I saw my father usually about a weekend per month. I missed him but I understood.”

“What are we going to have to do to protect Aurora?”

“She is going to Hogwarts. She has already stated that. She loved it there. She made two friends that day. She liked Hagrid, of course and then, another person. I can’t remember his name but Aurora snuck away from us during the tour. We found her an hour later getting a lesson from a man about proper etiquette in a potions lab. While he acted like a prick to me, he was wonderful with Aurora. Even let her help with some potions and she stayed with him the rest of the afternoon while Dumbledore and I finished up with our meeting. Now she has her own little potions lab and she makes lots of things. Most of them nice tasting drinks.”

Draco laughed. A loud knock reverberated through the house.

“That means that someone wants past the wards. Do you want to go with me to answer it?” Harry asked. Draco nodded. Harry led them through a different passageway but they arrived in the main hall. A House Elf was at the door.

“Zook let him in, Sir. He takes them to the stables. Mistress wanted to show off her Mika.”

“Thank you, Zimma. Let Father and Narcissa know we are heading to the stables as well.” Harry nodded at the House Elf and then strode out the door. Draco hesitated and then followed.

“Harry, the man you were talking about. Was his name Severus Snape?”

“I think that was it. Aurora knew it better than I. I met too many people that day. Dumbledore assured me he was a good man, hard, but good.”

“He is. I remember him from school.”

“That’s right you would have gone to Hogwarts.”

They were now nearing the barn and they could hear the voices inside.

“You care for him well, Aurora.” Draco knew that voice. Harry hadn’t heard it in many years. Harry wouldn’t remember Severus from when he was young. He wouldn’t remember the man that had been his mother’s best friend. “I wonder how long it will take your fathers to come down here?”

“I don’t know. Daddy should have been here. I am sure he heard the wards and someone would have told them that we came here with Zook. How did you know who my fathers were? All those months ago.”

“Your eyes. There was no other who had eyes like that except your grandmother and father. Your facial features all came from Draco though.”

“I never told.”

“I knew that you wouldn’t. How long did it take for your father to figure it out?”

“I saw a picture of the man who you showed me a picture of.”

Harry looked at Draco who was staring at the area the voices were coming from.

“She knew,” Harry whispered. Draco just nodded. Harry grabbed his hand and pulled him with him as they stepped into the two’s line of sight.

“Draco, Harry, how are my godsons?”

“Godsons?” Harry asked. He looked at Severus and then back at Draco.

“I knew who you were talking about, Harry. There is only one potions teacher at Hogwarts. While I am sure you were glamoured, I doubt you glamoured Aurora. Severus would have known her from anywhere.”

“I figured that once you were announced as Heir, Harry there would want to meet with Draco. The Potter and Malfoy companies have always moved around one another. Once Draco was seen by Harry, I knew that Harry would see who the father of his child was.”

“And how did you know that I was alive?”

“Because I was the one who made it seem like you were dead. I also have had to keep an eye on you when you were away from Black Manor. I was there when you were in Mexico and it wasn’t much of a stretch when you became pregnant to guess the father. Then there she was in my part of the castle. Sneaking around, trying not to get caught.”

“She hasn’t stopped about potions since then. She is very excited that Potter Manor has an extensive potions lab and a large child’s lab.” Harry moved over and picked Aurora up. “Why didn’t you tell me about him? He could have been lying.”

“Because he had a picture of you, daddy. You and grandma. It was in his robe pocket. Very worn like it had been looked at a lot. I know not to look at the grand gestures but the little to tell someone’s intentions. First, he never approached me. He stayed away from me until I let him. Second, he never offered me anything and third, he never cast a spell at me. Not even to check who I was.”

“I knew that if I was right and I was sure that I was that doing anything like that would have her screaming. I didn’t want to force her to call you.”

“How did my father not know who her other father was?” Harry asked with a very concerned look on his face.

“I don’t know.” Severus reached out and touched Harry’s face. Harry smiled at him softly and the worry went out of his face. “I know why Harry didn’t see Draco in Aurora or why he didn’t know me.”

Draco looked over at Severus and then back at Harry. “That never occurred to me.”

A memory charm performed by me it was meant to lessen his connection with you. I am sure you remember the bond you two had, Draco. That was your only issue, Harry. You couldn’t leave Draco behind. You cried and tried to run away. Your father didn’t want me taking your memories away fully but he wanted me to lessen them. I went ahead and did it for me as well. I knew that I would be following you around some when you got older and I thought it would be good that you didn’t recognize me.”

I remember everything of Draco though?”

The spell was set to stop when you were claimed as the Heir to Potter Industries. The spell on me though, I have to remove it personally.”

Is that why I couldn’t remember your name at all?”

Yes.” Severus had a smile on his face as he looked at the small family in the stable.

“It’s dinner time, Masters!” Zook yelled from where he was standing at the end of the stables.

“I am sure that we have enough for you, Severus.”

“I would be delighted to join you.”


Potter Industries Announcing Merger with Malfoy Corporation

In a move that his shocking the entire Wizarding World, Harry Potter recent CEO of Potter Industries is announcing a merger with Malfoy Corporation. Draco Malfoy had led Malfoy Corporation for the past six years since the passing of his father. Harry Potter recently returned from the dead announced the merger Tuesday night at the board meeting for his company. Both parties will make a formal announcement tonight at seven at the Malfoy Manor. The paper will be there to ask questions.

Harry smiled at the headline as he lounged in bed. Draco was asleep beside him. Aurora had yet to wake for the day. Since the party for the merger was that night, both Harry and Draco decided to take the day off of going to the offices. Instead they were going to work from home on what they could and just focus on the party.

Harry and Aurora had moved into Malfoy Manor the week before. Harry’s father was going to go back and forth between Canada and England so he enjoyed that he didn’t have to share his manor.

Draco shifting made Harry set aside the newspaper. He stared down at his husband. They had been married for a week. They had gone back to Mexico and had a giant wedding at the hotel they had stayed at. After that they had a small service at home.

“We have to get up, Draco. The House Elves need to know how you want everything. They won’t touch anything without your say so.”

“I know. I just don’t want to get up. It’s nice and warm here.”

“I know. Come on.”

“DADDY!” Aurora came running in the room and jumped on the bed. Harry laughed and grabbed her and pulled her down on top of him. Draco reached out from under the covers and started to tickle her. Her screams brought Zook running into the room. When he saw that it was just them, he quietly stepped out.

“We have to get ready to face the day.”

“I know. After tonight we can’t go back, announcing our marriage and then the truth about Aurora.”

“We can still not do that, Draco.”

“We have to. Every day that passes we lose the ability to release it as we want. We want to control the story then we have to put the story out there.” Draco looked up to smile at Harry. He had everything he wanted in that room. A husband who loved him for him and a daughter who thought the best thing about her day was being able to play with her ever-growing amount of pets.

Life was wonderful.
The End

What Happened to Harry Potter Book 5

Title: Book Five
Series: What Happened To Harry Potter?
Year: 1995-1996
Category: AU, Drama, Angst,
Ratings: NC-17
Pairings: Harry/Draco, Ron/Hermione, Sirius/Remus, Molly/Arthur, mentions of Severus/Lily, Lily/James,
Spoilers: Up through book five
Summary: The Fifth year of schools is planning to be the worst yet. Dumbledore now knows who raised him but will the devious old man keep the secret. A teacher at Hogwarts has it out for him and is open about it but there is nothing he can do. Voldemort is getting stronger. Can Harry take it all on?
Words: 66,552
Notes: Unless stated in the story, please think that it happened the same way it did in the book. Of course, I wouldn’t want to get into plagiarism and I really didn’t want to change everything about the story so I assume that you can all fill in the blanks.
Warnings: I am twisting things. Also there may be some lines from the movies but that is mainly because I found them absolutely hilarious. Graphic Depictions of Violence & Major Character Death

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