The group landed in a heap, inside a large wooden kitchen. "Ow!" Hermione grabbed her arm, blood trickled through her fingers. She examined the wound momentarily. There would be a scar.

"Is everyone here?" Harry looked around. He saw everyone that he loved. His heart raced in his chest. "Moine? Are you alright?" He attempted to prioritize.

"We're all here." Tonks anxiously looked out of all of the windows. She was on edge. The anxiety came off of her in waves.

"She's fine." Severus answered, pulling a vile out of his pocket, and pouring it on the wound. Granger hissed but, did not speak. It was just a

Surface wound. He could heal it without question.

"Not to appear ungrateful, Harry, but, where are we?" Lupin had his wand at the ready. He glanced around apprehensively. He had no idea where they had landed.

Harry jerked is head as Draco began laughing...loudly. It was a welcomed delight for Harry. Draco rarely laughed. It was a beautiful sight. "Salem!" He clapped his hands together. "It's the Potter Salem House!" He turned in a circle, his hands up in wonder. "Of course he can floo seven people intercontinentally. Why wouldn't he?" Malfoy grabbed Harry's face and kissed him hard. "You, pet, are a brilliant wizard!"

Harry kissed him back for just a moment. "I'm glad that you think so. Please, Draco go try and cast the Fidellius Charm with Lupin. If everything was processed at The Ministry correctly it will let you." Harry implored.

"It is a good test." Snape joined his side. It would be the best way to see if all of their work had paid off. Draco would only be able to cast the spell if he owned the property.

"We'll make this a safe house than." Draco commented. America was a secure location. This was as best of place as any. He would keep Harry safe. "All of you, follow me. They should all be secret keepers, don't you agree Harry?" Malfoy looked to his fiancé. His face was more serious than the situation commanded.

"Yes. And we'll give the location to a few other people." He looked serious, like his plan was already formulated in his head. "Thomas you can stay here. Tonks will get you set up with whatever you need. Why don't you go pick a bedroom? Maybe light some of the fireplaces while they finish their spell?" He searched for something the strange man could do. Despite being the savior of the wizarding world, Harry could not figure out how to be a people person.

The tall, lanky, man did not argue. He handed the stack of papers he had been holding to Harry and smiled. "You are just as they said you were. Bless you, Harry Potter, bless you." He hurried off upstairs. Harry found himself standing in front of a table that would seat 14. The house around him looked like a museum. Everything was old. He guessed that not much had been touched in hundreds of years. Harry attempted to breath deeply to rid himself of the overwhelming anxiety. He placed his separate piles of documents in front of him, and stopped to regain his breath. How would he ever catch up with this paperwork?

It wasn't long before he felt arms slide around his waist. "It worked." Draco's voice was silky. Harry turned to look at him. His fiancé was a welcomed relief from his feelings of inadequacy "Really? It did?" He was almost surprised. He basked in the momentary break in his thoughts. The Ministry had done their jobs. The Malfoy and Potter houses were bound.

"Yes, Mr. Harry Malfoy-Potter, my gorgeous fiancé." Both boys shared a giggle. "It's a good safe house. Four bedrooms, two baths,...in America. Couldn't ask for anything better. Do you need anything? We should probably get back..." He held Harry close. "You should really still be resting." He looked down at the stacks of papers and collected them without input from Harry. He would take care of all of it on his own.

"We need to go cast the Fidellius on the remaining properties ,until we can get in and make sure that there is no more lingering dark magic." Harry reminded. His face was serious. He did not back down from Draco collecting all of their papers.

Draco was a smart man. He knew when he had lost. With a deep breath he replied, "Alright love. You take Severus and hit Black

Manor, Potter Manor, The Black Summer home, And Black Plantation. I'll go with Remus and Hermione and we'll get Malfoy Manor, Malfoy Villa, the ski lodge and Hermione's lake house." He ran his finger tips down Harry's chest. His breath hitched in his throat momentarily. While his upbringing compelled him to handle his business, first and foremost, his age and hormones whispered other ideas in his ear.

"I'll get Thomas all settled." Tonks smiled, as she interrupted. She turned to her husband, "Remus, I'll be home shortly." She tried to remove herself from the situation. She also found that she was concerned with her lesser colleague. Thomas would have no idea how to function in the Americas.

"My Lake house." Hermione scoffed. It sounded ridiculous. She still could not fathom Harry doing something like this. She did not want, or need it. "Ugh. Fine. Let's go." She stood in the fireplace, waiting. Lupin held his wife's hand for a moment. Draco held Harry's forehead against his own.

"This life of ours is going to be beautiful, Harry. Just you wait." He promised. "Sev, you'll take care of him? Don't allow him to cast. He's still weak." Draco pleaded. He could not allow Harry to exert himself.

"I'll return him to you in about an hour, Draco. He'll be safe with me." He shook hands with his godson. It didn't matter what he felt. Harry was family now. His boys were growing into men. He took a breath to be proud. He knew no better people than the three children,... no, adults before him.

"Yes, Sir." The boy agreed before disappearing by floo. He did not allow himself time to worry about his fiancée, or his godfather. The was work to be done if he was going to keep Harry safe

Harry followed Severus without question. They disappeared in a flash.

Potter spoke as soon as he could. "Why didn't you tell me that you were my guardian? That's kinda a huge deal." Harry asked as soon as they landed outside of the plantation. He had never been one to shy away from difficult questions. This was one he had been dying to ask since he had found out the information that Snape had been his guardian while he was a baby.

"Because, I wasn't allowed to care for you, regardless if you knew or not." Snape answered. He had already started the spell.

"But...you're responsible for me." Harry fought. He was surprised at how easy the incantation for the charm actually was.

"Tell me where the house is. Yes, I am. Harry, I will be for the rest of my days. It doesn't change because you're seventeen. Draco and yourself...I'll be with you all of my life. I'll always be your guardian. I'll always be here. Now, can we, for the love of Merlin, stop talking about it." The professor begged. Harry understood. He repeated the address of the property to Severus and held on as Snape used a portkey to get them to Spinner's End. From there it was a short trip to Potter manor via floo. Harry didn't want to press his luck, trying to get answers from the professor just yet.

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"It's a blasted castle." Hermione looked up at what was now her home. The preservative spells must have been extremely complex, because it appeared as though someone still lived there. After she made Draco and Remus secret keepers she allowed herself a quarter hour to wonder the house. Her mind was already spinning with ideas. She could not have dreamt of a more perfect home. There was a guest house a half a mile away that was larger than her parent's current house. Hermione would still yell at Harry but, she had to admit that she could not have wished for a more perfect place to continue her future and find solitude from the war. She silently picked a huge master bedroom that had a balcony overlooking the lake. She would make sure to visit the château soon. She was already in love with the property. It was perfect. Merlin Damn Harry Potter, she thought as she regained the group, after wandering the grand home.

"Granger, we have to go. You're rich now. Revel in it on your own time." Draco stated this as if it were a curse. The snobbishness of his upbringing was clearly showing in his statements towards Hermione. He grabbed her arm. Before she could protest, they were off to Black Manor. She let out a sigh as she left the place that already felt like home.

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Harry was tired when they finally landed in his floo. Hermione and Draco were seated on the couch, both reading information they had received from the Ministry.

"It all went alright, love?" Draco pulled Harry into his lap. He hid is look of disappointment at his lover's tired state.

"Yep. All of the properties are safe. We're engaged, good friends..." Harry smiled warmly, looking around the room. With everyone gathered, their home appeared inviting and safe.

"Yes, and we have an obscene amount of money." Draco reminded. Three sets of eyes rolled at him. He did not let it phase him. He would not be detoured. He may be changing for Harry, but he was still a wealthy pure blood.

Severus poured himself a drink, and sat down in one of the cushy chairs, tired from the events of the day. He could not ignore the feeling that he was exceptionally proud of all three of the students before him. A slight smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, as he closed his eyes. It was just as he lowered his head back, that he heard the door to the rooms bust open.

Albus Dumbledore entered the room in a whirlwind. He carefully, and slowly eyed every person that sat in front of him. The students didn't move. Snape sighed. He was too tired for this old act.

"Albus." He greeted. Not wanting to pay attention to his boss.

"Severus." The Headmaster would not step into the professor's game.

"How was your day? Lovely weather we've been having." Severus sipped his drink. 'You step, I step Albus.' He thought, humorously.

"It has been, hasn't it?" Dumbledore sat down across from his colleague, leaving their students awkwardly between them on the couch. "It would have been an exceptional day to travel." His eyes twinkled. "Tell me, children, how was your shopping trip?"

"Well...Hermione's was brilliant." Draco choked back a laugh. He scratched his chin, and ran his fingers through his hair. "She got a real steal." The girl elbowed him in the ribs as hard as she could. He laughed at his joke, paying her no mind.

"Say what you came to say old man." Snape downed another gulp of his drink. He spoke to Albus as a friend would, after many decades together.

"Oh Severus, I don't believe you'd want me to speak my mind at the moment. Perhaps instead, we could discuss the overwhelming number of owls, firecalls, and Howlers that I've received this afternoon. Or would the three of you rather a talk on how utterly deceitful and manipulative your behavior was this morning?" He looked the the children disapprovingly.

"Headmaster..." Harry began. "I know you think you always know best but...not this time." The words dropped off quietly. "I'm just going to put this all out there because, well I'm tired. Yes, we lied. Yes, we put on a show to trick you. Yes, we are engaged, and yes, we did join our houses. Everyone is all in a fuss about it but, it's our lives..." Harry had stood to meet his professor. His shoulders were squared. He was not intimidated.

"But, you're wrong boy!" The old man growled. He stood quickly to meet Harry. "Nothing you do is just about you! I don't know where you ever got this crazy notion that it was about you alone. Harry...I want so badly to give you a normal teenage life. It just is not reasonable. We have to find a way out of this betrothal...The ramifications...". He was pleading. His eyes his eyes begged for any of them to see it his way.

"No." Harry ordered. "Not an option." He made it clear that it was not open for discussion. Draco had stood to join his fiancé, in his defense.

"The both of you aren't understanding what this will mean! Voldemort is already mounting an attack fueled by emotion. It could be catastrophic. We don't have all of the horocruxes..." Albus implored the men before him.

"It's about time." Severus added, rolling his eyes, swigging his whiskey, and huffing. "We're going to have a war regardless of anyone's actions. For the love of Merlin, let's get on with it." He took a long drink again. It had been almost twenty years. He was exhausted.

"Severus is right." Draco answered. "We won't be changing anything. Voldemort wants a war. This will give him a reason." Draco wrapped his hands around Harry's waist. "Albeit a stupid one. Why does he care who marries?" The blonde held is position. He would not back down.

"It is not time!" Dumbledore stomped his foot. "You have acted foolishly!" He studied his students, refusing to accept their choices.

"Maybe." Harry answered. He leaned back into Draco. I would not lose his ground in this argument. He stood firm. "But, I think we'll wait and see." He broke away from Draco and stepped forward. "Headmaster, please understand, I'll end him for you but, I love Draco. He is to be my husband. We can do this together or you can do it on your own. That is the only deal that I'm willing to make. I'm not going to be 'The Chosen One' anymore. There's more than me. To hell with the prophecy. I have at least three other people fighting at my side..." He looked around the room. His heart swelled with pride. Smiling faces waiting for him. Except Severus. Severus looked irate, but loyal.

"Harry that is not the way it is going to go!" Dumbledore beseeched the newly discovered adults in front of him. "You can't just decide..."

"Like you decided?" Hermione finally stood. "Year after year, I watched you send him back to the Dursley's. Every year he begged you. Every year. But, this year someone was watching. This year you did something." She crossed her arms as she stood. She felt strong. She felt angry, six years worth of angry.

"You decided." Draco laughed. "I asked you last year for help. I begged in your office. You told me to be strong, to follow through with His plans. This year I told you Harry was in trouble. I had to get Severus..." The blonde was interrupted.

"You decided." Snape said softly. He stood slowly. "You decided to take the boy from me, when I was perfectly willing to care for him." His hand met Harry's shoulder, his arm wrapped in a fatherly fashion around the young man's chest. "You decided I was to be distant to him when he came to Hogwarts. You decided that I should abandon my Godson, in his time of need. You decided, Albus, that I should not raise Harry, even though it was what Lily had wished. You decided." He stood strong with his students. His face was hard. His hands soon rested on the shoulders of Granger and Malfoy.

"So you decide, Professor." Harry squared his shoulders. "We can leave. Merlin knows we don't need school. You can fight this war on your own. Or, you can accept what is." He looked at the three people around him. He took Draco's hand, as well as Hermione, he backed up as closely as he could to Snape. "You can handle the visitors, the owls, the firecalls, the howlers. You can deal with the fact that the boy who lived and, the king of Slytherin are engaged and, living in your school. You can fill the post of Potion's Master, considering the fact that we've hired yours, at double his salary, as our Dark Arts consultant." His eyes met Snape's for just a moment. "You can replace your head girl, as your first choice has been offered a generous wage to be our head of research, you can put her in private rooms connected to ours and Severus's, so that we might end this war, or we'll all retire." Harry hated this feeling. He loved the Headmaster. He did not want to upset him. He could feel the shock of his words bite at everyone in the room.

"My boy, you should have been sorted into Slytherin." Albus squeezed the shoulder of

the man before him. He paused for a moment before he spoke. "I will move Ms. Granger into her own room with a floo connected directly to château Derobe, so that she might have access to her library. Severus will be removed from his post here at Hogwarts, but allowed to keep his quarters. As an engaged couple you'll be allowed to keep these rooms, as students, Because, I believe in all of you. Despite Voldemort, you will graduate, regardless of your wealth. Is that all?" He stopped speaking and folded his hands in front of him. Albus was no fool. He knew when he had been bested. It was not something that happened often. But, if anyone would be able to do it, it would be Harry Potter.

"It is." Draco answer for his shocked lover. He wrapped his arms again around his lover. He stood tall, and proud.

"Very well. If I were you Harry, I might take the time to explain the situation to Arthur and Molly Weasley." He finished. "They are quite concerned about two of you. I'll be in my office. Ms. Granger, you'll find that the door next to this one now holds your things. Severus, the room next to that. Your labs will remain the same should you wish to use them. Good day to all of you. " Albus nodded and headed towards the door. He was gone before anyone could question him. Before anyone realized that they had beaten him.

"Superb." Snape broke the silence. Everyone continued a shocked gaze on the door. Not a single muscle moved in the room. "Now I work for you?" He groaned. He rubbed his head. He needed several drinks to handle today's events.

"I ended things with Ron in April." Hermione stated, not breaking her stare with the door her Headmaster had walked out of. She needed everyone to know.

"Brilliant." Harry answered her, maintaining her shocked expression. This was awful. Why hadn't he caught this? They were his best friends.

"You're single." Draco stated. "That leaves more time for research." He tried to help his partner. It should make Hermione feel better. It didn't.

"So, he's going to hate all of this." Harry stated, simply. "That's ok." His smile was false. "I'll owl Molly. It'll be fine." He knew his friend. Ron thought that he loved Hermione. This would not go smoothly, his friend was a vengeful man.

"If by 'fine', you mean catastrophic, than yes, Harry. It will be fine." Hermione sighed, and put her head in her hands. She felt trapped by Harry's friendship with Ron. She wanted to be free, desperately.

"Maybe we should just go there." Harry sat next to her. He was out of ideas. "Ron's always a bit more contained around his folks. Maybe...maybe it's the best way." He looked towards Draco. "Are you up for it?" He made it sound as if it were not optional.

"Well, I'm not scared of Weasley, if that's what you're asking. But, only if Sev goes." He smirked at his godfather. He playfully stuck out his tongue.

"What? Why me? Why am I being dragged into this mess? I don't care in the slightest if that freckled tag along got his wee little feelings hurt." He slammed his empty glass on the table. How dare his Godson drag him into this.

"Because, these two are going to feel all guilty while we're there. At least if you're there, you might say something amusing." Draco looked in a mirror to make sure that he was still a picture of perfection.

"So, it's settled?" Harry asked. "We'll make a quick trip?" He was hopeful. He held

Hermione's hand tightly.

"Oh, for the love of Merlin. Honestly." Severus stood and straightened his robes, readying himself to go through the floo.

"Yes, pet. But, I am warning you, if that weasel steps out of line with you...or Granger..." He grunted the girls name in a quick whisper. "I'll be forced to set him straight." He took Harry's hand to help him off of the couch.

"You just defended me." Hermione pointed out with a smile. "I heard it." She knew that Draco was beginning to count her amongst his friends, what he didn't know was that she liked it.

"Don't take it personally." Snape drawled from her left. "You absolutely refuse to exit our company. You insert your opinions at every turn. You ignore, even the most blatant of insults. The result has been a sort of Stockholm syndrome, where we've been forced to accept you as one of our own." The man sneered, casting his eyes downward towards the girl. Hermione attempted to keep her stoic mask in place.

"Quite right." Draco scoffed. "You've compelled us to believe that we're...friends." Draco made a terrible face. "So, if I smack a ginger today...just remember, that it does not come from a place of love." Draco held his ground. He would not be seen as emotional.

"Right." Harry smiled nervously. "Let's just go then..." He inched towards the floo, taking the tiniest of steps.

"It's going to be alright love." Draco kissed his forehead, and gave him a slight push in the right direction.

"Here. Harry, I'll go first." Hermione grinned and, was gone without another word. Severus muttered something ill tempered under his breath, before following the girl.

"Does he seem..." Harry looked towards the fireplace. "A bit...protective over her? Like he is us?" His face was quizzical.

"Yes." Draco took the moment to kiss his lover, deeply. "He is of all of us. I told you, he's a good man. Now, let's get this done, so I can get you in bed." He nipped at his fiancé's neck. It had been too long since he had felt Harry under him.

"Yep. Right now. Let's go." Harry managed to whimper. He wanted his fiancé. He mused that at seventeen he was much more interested in his sex life, than he was with mending bridges.

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"Harry!" Molly had him locked in a hug before he even realized he was at the burrow. He found himself shying away from the contact, instead of being comforted by it. "Oh my boy!" She buried his head in her shoulder. Harry was her son. There was nothing that anyone could say to her that would change her mind. "You look skinny! Hermione that goes for you as well...actually..." She stopped to look at Draco and Severus. He smile fell into a motherly frown. "You all look underfed. Are they not preparing meals this summer?" She started to busy herself with the table settings.

Harry tried to sputter an answer. She interrupted him. "It's no matter!" She hugged him again. "There's stew and bread pudding for an army. Arthur! Look who's arrived! Fred! George! Ron! Ginny!" Her voice bellowed throughout the large house. The echo of many footsteps could easily be heard.

"Oh...Molly...I don't think..." Harry stammered. His hand searched for Draco's. He wasn't ready to face these people, his family. He was not ready to see them.

"Nonsense. They'll all want to see you! Arthur!" Molly hugged Draco without thought. The blonde returned the embrace, not wanting to give his partner anymore anxiety.

"Molly please," Harry implored. "Ron and Ginny...Please, listen to me...They do not want to see me."

"You've got that right." Ginny appeared in the doorway. "This is why you broke up with me? Him? A filthy Deatheater?" Her hands were on her hips. Her face was twisted into something ugly. Harry hadn't noticed it until now. She was hideous. Harry stepped in front of the blonde.

"I'll assure you, I'm quite clean." Draco wrapped his arms around Harry. The girl did not intimidate him, she barely cured his current boredom. "He left you long before we happened. Don't flatter yourself." Malfoy smirked at her. "Although...I don't believe he was thinking about you at all while we spent weeks...alone." His eyes locked with her's.

"Ginny..." Harry began. He did not want to do this. He was tired, and only interested in seeing Ron. "We hadn't...we weren't together for a long time...it was in name only...I found Draco after that." He tried to take a step towards her. He thought perhaps, it would emphasize his words. "Honestly, after we broke up it was weeks before..." He looked back to his fiancé.

"Oh, weeks?" Ginny faked a smile. "It was weeks. Well...as long as it was weeks." She shrugged her shoulders. "That makes it all ok." Her wand wordlessly sent a stinging hex at Draco. He took it with no acknowledgement, except for the tightening of his jaw.

"Ginny enough!" Harry bellowed. He stepped fully in front of Draco. Hermione had her wand drawn, standing closer to her friend.

"Sweet Merlin. Molly I'll need a drink." Snape rubbed his temples, pointing the distraught woman towards the liquor cabinet.

"I'm gay!" Harry yelled. "I like boys. Girls are gross. I suck dick. I like it in the ass. I'm not attracted to you. How else do you want me to say it?!" Molly put her hand over her mouth. Ginny turned red with rage. Draco laughed behind him, even Snape stifled a grin. Hermione nodded with understanding.

"I don't think there's really another way." Ron entered the room with the twins behind him. "I mean..that's quite clear. Not really open for interpretation." He looked at his friend. His eyes were sincere. His voice was soft. "Answers a lot of questions, it does." He kept his gaze with Harry. "She can't argue with that."

Harry froze. He knew that Ron was here. He just hadn't actually believed it. "So...you're marrying Draco Malfoy?" Ron questioned his friend. His tone did not match the severity of the situation. "Interesting choice mate." Ron shrugged his shoulders. He was sure to move himself between his sister and Harry.

Harry was shocked. "Uh...yeah...I am...why don't you seem upset?" Harry stepped back into Draco. He was confused. This had to be a trick.

"Not much I can do." Ron shrugged. "You two blokes always hated each other too much for it to be actual hate. Makes sense if I think about it. The wizarding world doesn't have...what's it called..." He stumbled on his words. He looked towards his brothers for help.

"Homophobia." George offered. The word seemed foreign in his mouth. It was almost like he had never spoken it.

"Yeah, that. We don't care that you're two guys. I care a bit about the Dark Mark on his arm... but, other than that... I trust you Harry. You're my best mate. I don't know why you closed me out of this." Ron seemed generally upset. Sure, he still hated Draco. But, he loved Harry.

"I thought you'd be mad." Harry answered. Holding Draco's hand around his waist. "I thought..." He struggled with what to say.

"Well, I'm not." Ron answered. "The twins are gay. I just never thought...Malfoy..." he looked towards the other boy. He shivered with a bit of disgust.

"Hey." Draco answered. "I love Potter. I have given him my house. My name. My everything. He's my...love..." he hushed, feeling ashamed of his emotional exchange. Merlin, how he despised the Weasley's.

" that's precisely why I have no choice but to accept it." Ron promised. "Ginny on the other hand..." He trailed off. He gulped down his bottled up grief. His sister had not been herself lately. She hadn't even been someone that he liked.

"Yes." Harry answered. He looked around for the girl but, she had gone. A slight panic rose inside of him. When had she left? Where had she gone?

"She's off her rocker, that one." His eyes looked sad. He no longer knew what to say to his sister. In fact, they hadn't spoken in weeks.

"Now, Ron..." Arthur chastised his son as he stepped into the room. "Severus." He acknowledged his colleague, who had poured himself a drink and was standing behind Hermione.

"Arthur." Snape took another swig. He nodded his head and rolled his eyes at the shrieks coming from Ginny's room.

"Oh dear...". Molly ran up the stairs quickly. She acted as if this outburst was normal.

"Like Ron was saying..." Fred chimed in.

"The girl's gone a bit mad." George finished.

"We recommend caution." They added together. Thief eyes crept up the stairs.

"She's sworn vengeance, mate. I think she's serious. Now, I don't care much for his safety, but yours..." Ron looked sadly at his friend. "I think she's right bonkers, and she's going to try something when she gets..."

"Over my very dead body." Draco growled, pulling Harry closer to him. "That little girl doesn't want to fuck with a dark..."

"Draco Malfoy!" Hermione interceded. "You will Watch your language in Arthur and Molly's house this instant!" She warned.

"Quite right, Draco. No need to threaten their youngest child in their...lovely...home." Snape tapped the back of his Godson's head. "Where are your manners?" He smirked pretentiously. "The few you learned from your mother."

"Why is he even here?" Ron snarled surprisingly. His comment was not directed at his schoolmate, rather his Potions Professor. "Why are you?" His gaze fell to Hermione. "You aren't welcomed here." He squared his chest and tried to stand tall. He did not want to see the girl. Something about her was different. He could not place it. It made it worse somehow.

"Honestly Ronald..." tears threatened Hermione's eyes. She backed against her professor unknowingly. She didn't know that he could be so cruel.

"That's enough Ron!" Arther warned before Severus could respond. "Hermione is always welcome in this house!" The girl backed into Harry and Snape at the yell. "As is Severus! He is a member of The Order! You will show proper respect!" The man's face had turned red. The twins had backed slowly out of the room, leaving their brother alone. They refused to challenge their father when he used that voice.

"Look at her! She's been clinging to..." He did not get to finish as his mother entered the room. There were tears streaming down her face. Fred and George followed her quickly to see what was wrong. Molly never cried.

"Harry, Hermione, my dears, I fear it is time to go. Severus... call The Order." She sniffled and wiped her eyes. "She left in her floo... To Knockturn Alley...specifically the room of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy." Her sentence ended in a wail as she buried her face her husbands chest.

Snape's features hardened. "The three of you, Back to Hogwarts this instant!" He shoved all of his charges into the fireplace. He would not take any chances where the Malfoy's were concerned. They were dangerous at best.

"Sev...My parents..." Draco tried to plead. His head scraped the top of the fireplace. He caught Harry, as the man stumbled clumsily from the shove.

"Boys! The three of you!" Molly yelled at Ron and the twins. "You'll go to Hogwarts and return to the common rooms. I will not repeat myself." She roughly pushed her sons in by their classmates. Ron fell into Hermione. The twins were able to keep their balance against the stones. Severus did not give time for argument as he threw floo powder down and yelled for Harry and Draco's rooms. Six students disappeared in a green flash. It was all over too quickly

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"Ouch!" Fred rubbed his head.

"Bloody hell woman!" George yelled back to a mother that couldn't hear him.

"I don't understand." Harry brushed the soot off of his clothes. "What the fuck is she doing? Draco? Your parents?" He looked to his fiancé for guidance.

"She could be up to a great many things. It all depends on how far she wants to take this. At a minimum, my parents don't want me marrying you, she could be giving them information to aid in my abduction, which I'm sure they're already planning. At it's worst...my father is responsible for recruiting for the dark Lord. I honestly don't know. But, Harry, either way, this is bad." Draco pulled his fiancé close, kissing his forehead lovingly.

"And entirely your fault!" The roar came from Ron. He could barely catch his breath through his anger. Harry thought quickly to place himself between the two men. Hermione and the twins found themselves with their hands on their wands, all of them unsure of where to aim. Draco was right. This was bad.