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SUMMARY: Voldemort's body may be dead, but he still has Horcruxes. Harry has to find them, while training to be shinobi and learning to be a wizard Lord, not to mention classes and Draco. Meanwhile, Naruto and Sasuke have to deal with pregnancy and parenthood... Will they all be able to handle everything?
WARNINGS: SasuNaru, Drarry, HarryxDraco, SuiKarin, RonxHermione, explicit yaoi, mpreg
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter or Naruto, they are the property of J. K. Rowling and Masashi Kishimoto respectively
In a spacious room of a large manor, a young blond man was pacing back and forth, waiting for something. It was around 9.30 in the evening, and he was the only one in the house still awake, despite the fact that it was not actually that late. As the young man paused and sighed to himself, hoping that he wouldn't have to wait for much longer, he heard a 'whoosh' from somewhere behind him. He turned abruptly to see another young man, about the same age as him, but with much darker hair and tanned skin to his own pale complexion. He practically jumped at the dark-haired young man, his companion's arms wrapping tightly around him, before the other young man whispered in the blond's ear:
"Missed you, Draco."
"I missed you too, Harry", Draco replied, pulling back from a hug to press his lips against Harry's, pushing himself so hard against the other man that he half-expected Harry to fall over. Fortunately, Harry was more than capable of handling his boyfriend's strength, and easily held him close while Draco tried to push himself impossibly closer. They were interrupted by a short hoot from behind them, and broke apart to look down at where Hedwig sat in her cage, which had appeared on the floor beside Harry, along with his backpack.
"You didn't take much then", Draco commented.
"I was training for most of the summer, I didn't really have time to do much else", Harry replied. "And I knew I wouldn't, so I only took what I needed."
"What about clothes?"
"I got new ones while I was there, I only changed back into this to come back here", Harry replied. Draco looked at what Harry was wearing, the old t-shirt and jeans which he knew were hand-me-downs from Harry's (supposed) cousin.
"I guess you would have worn clothes like those shinobi", Draco joked.
"Shinobi tend to dress differently from each other, based on their own preferences and what suits their powers, as long as you wear your hitai-ate it doesn't really matter."
"Er – what?"
"This", Harry said, going to his backpack and pulling out a strip of fabric with a metal plate embedded in it. "The symbol represents the village."
"Yeah, most of those ones from before wore one on their heads, except those two who had theirs around their waist", Draco mused.
"I wear mine on my arm", Harry responded, putting it back into the backpack before slinging the bag onto his back.
"Fair enough. Are you hungry?" Draco asked.
"A bit, it was early morning when I left Konoha."
"So you're not tired then?"
"Actually I am, I figured travelling would tire me out so I made sure I would arrive in the evening here."
"How did you get back?"
"It's a spell, but as I'd never done it before...it's spoken in Japanese and fairly long, but within it you can choose where you go...although, it's only designed to transport you into or out of the shinobi continent, so I can't use it around Britain", Harry explained. Draco nodded, before calling for a house elf, having it take Hedwig and give her something to eat before putting her in the Malfoy's owlery.
"Come on, I'll show you to my room", Draco said, as the house elf popped away.
"I can't believe you have your own owlery", Harry shook his head. "And – wait, did you say your room?"
"Well where else did you expect to sleep?" Draco asked. "And I've wanted you in my bed ever since we made that bed in the Room of Requirement into 'our bed'."
"What about your mother?" Harry asked uncomfortably.
"She wants to meet you tomorrow morning", Draco replied. "And don't worry about what happened to him, don't apologise or anything, my mother wasn't exactly happy with him or anything."
"He was still your –"
"Don't", Draco interrupted. "Neither me or my mother want to think of him like that – he was a Death Eater and an enemy, you did what you had to do, okay?"
"Okay", Harry nodded. They reached Draco's room and went inside. Harry dropped his backpack into an armchair, as the room lit up. Harry looked around. To one side was a large window with a window seat; beside that was a bookcase of books, so Harry assumed Draco sat there to read. Next to that was a door, which was slightly ajar, and Harry could see clothes inside, so he assumed it to be a wardrobe. Draco's four-poster bed was set to one side of the room, with a bedside table on each side. The armchair Harry had put his bag in was one of three armchairs, which were just inside the door without being in the way of it opening. Between the chairs and the window was a desk piled with schoolbooks, with an open half-empty – or half-full – trunk in front of the desk. Harry crossed the room to sit on the bed, just as a house elf popped into the room with a tray of food. Draco took it and thanked the elf, who Apparated away.
"I figured you'd be hungry but not for too much, so I got the elves to make us something light to eat and bring it up here for us", Draco explained, sitting down on the bed. He pulled his legs up to sit cross-legged, setting the tray between himself and Harry, who also pulled his legs up onto the bed. On the tray, were various types of cheeses and crackers, as well as a few different cold cuts and a bowl of grapes. There were also a couple of envelopes.
"Are these the letters you told me about in the journal?" Harry asked. "I wonder why they were sent here."
"I guess someone at the Ministry knew where to send them – or the owl knew where to deliver them. They arrived with mine – the top one should be your results, and the second one is a form to fill out and send back to school for the NEWT subjects you want to take. The form has to be there by tomorrow morning, so I figured we could fill them out now and ask one of the elves to take them by Floo and hand deliver them. Then we should get our list of books sometime tomorrow or Friday."
"You never told me your results", Harry said jokingly.
"Figured I'd wait until you got yours", Draco replied, popping a grape into his mouth.
"Come on, tell me first?" Harry asked pleadingly, looking at Draco with puppy-dog eyes. Draco blinked for a moment.
"You're eyes are a different colour", he said.
"Oh, yeah, they're blue like my other father's", Harry said dismissively.
"The potion worked then?"
"Yeah – sorry, I didn't tell you, but it was a bit of a rush that night...my other parent was Naruto's father."
"Oh", Draco said.
"Yeah, so it was a bit awkward for a while, but I think it was okay..."
Harry was lying in the bath, soaking his sore body in the warm water. He had just finished his first day of training with Kakashi, having arrived in Konoha a few days ago, and it was a lot more difficult than training with Naruto and Sasuke. Although, when he thought about it, Harry realised how many times they let him off training because of Draco or exams, so he might have been more used to it if he had trained more. Still, Harry said to himself, I couldn't have had a day of constant training while I was at school, or almost a day as Kakashi-sensei was late...Harry stood from the bath, stretching his still sore muscles, and reached for a nearby towel.
It was only a few minutes later when Harry entered the kitchen, where Karin was cooking while Suigetsu was sat at the table.
"How was training today?" Suigetsu asked Harry, as he sat down.
"Harder than what I did at school with Naruto and Sasuke, but then I never had more than a few hours at a time with them."
"I'm just making some food, do you want some?" Karin asked.
"Yeah, sure, do you want some help?"
"If you like, I just don't let Suigetsu help."
"Er – okay", Harry said, unsure how to respond. "Where are the others?"
"Juugo's outside talking to some of his animals", Suigetsu replied.
"And I think Sasuke is upstairs with Naruto", Karin added. Suddenly, all three of them reacted to a loud bang upstairs. Before they had time to even open the door, it slammed open and Naruto stormed through the kitchen and out of the house.
"What do you think that was about?" Suigetsu asked.
"Not sure, but we should probably leave it, after all, Sasuke won't tell us anyway", Karin responded. Harry looked between the two of them for a moment before leaving the house, following Naruto. He easily spotted the blond sitting at the end of the small pier which reached out onto the lake only a short walk from the house, where Harry had been practising his fireball jutsu earlier that morning. He walked down to the pier and sat down near Naruto, who was sitting with his legs dangling over the side, his feet almost touching the lake's surface.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked.
"None of your business", Naruto replied curtly. Harry looked taken aback, not used to Naruto being so closed off or rude – normally that was Sasuke – so it took a moment for him to continue:
"I just wanted to make sure nothing was wrong –"
"We may have the same father, but you aren't my brother, I don't know you that well, so you don't get to tell me what to do!"
"I wasn't, I was just checking on you. And you kept trying to make Sasuke act like my brother, so why...?"
"Because...I...urgh", Naruto groaned. He pulled his legs up onto the pier and wrapped his arms around them, burying his face against his knees. "Sorry", Naruto whispered, so quietly Harry almost didn't hear.
"It's okay, but do you want to tell me what's up? Did Sasuke do something to annoy you?"
"I'm pregnant", Naruto said, still speaking quietly.
"Oh", was Harry's only response, the dark-haired young man at a loss for words.
"It's not that it's necessarily a bad thing", Naruto said, relaxing slightly and turning to face Harry. "It's just...Sasuke's 17, I'm 16...we're still young and we have no idea what we're doing...I have no idea what I'm doing."
"You can get help, get advice, can't you?"
"Yeah, I know...I don't really know why I was so annoyed, it's just that Sasuke was being so smug, like he'd accomplished something by getting me pregnant, and I just wanted to..."
"Punch him?" Harry guessed. Naruto nodded in reply. "Well next time just do it", Harry continued. "Just punch him – if you do it right then he'll stop being so smug to avoid being hit."
"I guess", Naruto agreed. "Sorry about what I said – you are my brother, I was just really annoyed at Sasuke, and I don't know why, but I couldn't really calm down."
"Mood swings", Harry suggested.
"Probably", Naruto said, smiling slightly.
"If you want my help just ask", Harry offered. "Karin's just cooking dinner – you coming in?"
"I just need to think a bit longer", Naruto replied.
"Okay, but don't stay out too long, it probably wouldn't be good for the baby if you got a cold."
"I know, I'll be in soon, save me some food?"
"Sure", Harry agreed, standing up and heading back up to the house, leaving Naruto staring across the water, the setting sun throwing long orange rays across the rippling lake.
"Harry?" Draco said, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Sorry, but yeah, as I was saying, it was mostly okay, but Naruto is pregnant, and his mood swings are not fun."
"When did he find out he was...?"
"Right after we got back, he had a medical check-up. He told me a few days later, after my first day of training with Kakashi – I didn't tell you in the journal letter I wrote that night because I wasn't sure if I should tell anyone, but Naruto said it was fine to tell you before I left earlier today."
"That's okay", Draco replied. "Anyway...results?"
"Oh, right", Harry said, wiping his hands on a napkin on the tray before picking up the first envelope. He sighed as he pulled open the seal: "Please tell me what you got?" he asked again, sliding out the folded up piece of paper inside.
"Fine", Draco said, reaching over to one of the tables beside the bed and picking up a piece of paper. He read it out: "Defence – E; Charms – O; Transfiguration – E; Potions – O: Herbology – O; Divination – A; Astronomy – E; Care of Magical Creatures – E; History of Magic – E. Nine OWLs – 3 O's, 5 E's, 1 A."
"Wow", Harry said. "You passed all of them and you got good grades in the ones you need, right?"
"Yeah, now open yours", Draco encouraged. Harry unfolded the bit of paper and looked at it, his eyes widening slightly. "What is it?" Draco asked.
"Charms – O; Transfiguration – O; Herbology – E; Astronomy – E; Divination – E; History of Magic – E; Care of Magical Creatures – E; Potions – O and Defence – O+."
"What's an O+?" Draco asked.
"Apparently, I got everything correct and went higher than expected in my practical. They don't tell people it's possible to get the grade, they have to prove they deserve it without knowing about it, and it's worth two grades, so I have 10 OWLs – 1 O+, 3 O's and 5 E's."
"And you were worried because...?"
"Shut up."
"And you got the grades to do Potions, right?"
"Yeah, I have an O", Harry responded.
"Okay, now NEWT subjects... I was going to take Potions, Defence, Charms, Transfiguration, Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures."
"That sounds pretty good for me too", Harry replied.
"I was also considering doing an elective – they have lessons but they aren't NEWTs, or even OWLs, you just learn about something in a more fun way...there are still tests, but just in class, and they do them before Easter, so you have the holidays and after to focus on the NEWT exams."
"What were you going to do?"
"Ancient History", Draco responded. "It looks good, and it's not just taught by Binns, but by Snape as well."
"The problem is I'd fall asleep when it was Binns", Harry pointed out. "I was actually considering one of the other subjects – apparently, you can take Arithmancy or Muggle Studies without having done an OWL, it's just a little more work."
"I'm guessing you were thinking of Arithmancy then", Draco commented. "You grew up in the Muggle world, so there wouldn't be any point giving yourself extra work by studying it."
"Yeah, what do you think?"
"Seven subjects is quite a bit, especially with everything else..."
"I'm not doing Quidditch this year, and if anyone even suggests the DA I'll refuse. I've gotten used to getting up early, so I thought I'd do a bit of training before breakfast, then go to class, do homework between classes and dinner, and train in the Room of Requirement after dinner on a few days – the other days I can do homework or meet you, and I can train whichever days I choose because I'll be doing it on my own."
"We can always meet on the homework nights and help each other", Draco suggested, leaning over the tray to place a chaste kiss on his boyfriend's lips.
"So, should we do these forms then?" Harry asked. Draco picked up his and a quill and passed Harry a second quill, setting a pot of ink on the tray between them, as they had both finished eating.
It didn't take long for the two wizards to fill out the simple forms, which merely required their names and choices for the following year, along with the grades from their OWLs, and soon Draco was calling a house elf to remove the tray from their dinner and to take the letters immediately to the school. As the elf popped out of the room, Harry had to cover his mouth as he yawned widely.
"Tired?" Draco asked.
"Yeah, sorry", Harry replied.
"Don't worry, I figured you would be. Bed?"
"Like I'd ever refuse sleeping in the same bed as you", Harry commented, standing up from the bed and stretching. He wiped off a few crumbs from the bed before getting undressed, stripping down to his underwear. Draco did the same, then both young men crawled under the covers, falling asleep in each other's arms for the first time in several weeks.
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