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"Shouldn't Harry be here soon?" Teddy asked.

"Relax," Ron replied from where he was standing by the stove, cooking. "The kids probably just wanted autographs."

"Less theories, more cooking," Ginny said and tapped her fingers impatiently against the table.

"You're just jealous because I was the one who inherited the cooking skills," Ron answered.

"Yes, it's driving me crazy that you can cook like a mother of seven and I can't," Ginny's voice was sarcastic.

"That's it," Ron said. "No garlic bread for you."

"You know," Hermione began. "I'm really glad now that he's entered his 'Italian period', it reminds me of our vacation there."

"Yeah," Ron replied. "Seven days of nothing but art museums, town squares and statues of naked men." He faked a happy sigh. "Those were the times."

"It must have been more then just that," Ginny said, looking up at her brother. "Because I doubt the statues made Hermione pregnant with Rose."

"Ew," Victoire said. "Not a picture I want in my mind."

"Oh come on Vic," Ron said. "You're pregnant, don't come and tell me you think it's disgusting."

"I think she means it's disgusting to hear you talk about it," Teddy replied. "Because, trust me, it is. I mean, do you and Harry usually just go around and talk about that stuff?"

"About sex?" Ron asked. "Gosh no!" But as Teddy gave him a meaningful look, he continued. "But that's just because the one Harry's doing it with happens to be my little sister."

"Alright, no more sex talks," Ginny said.

"What's this I hear about sex talks?" A voice suddenly asked and they all looked towards the kitchen entrance where Harry was standing, brushing some soot of his shoulders. Ginny got up on her, walked up to him and gently kissed his cheek.

"Hi honey," She then said. "How was it?"

"Like being a teenager again," Harry answered. "I swear, if it hadn't been for the fact that Al and Lily said 'Hi dad' before I began doing my speech, I would have wandered of to Herbology class or something like that."

"How are the kids?" Hermione asked. "Did you get a chance to talk to McGonagall?"

"Yes," Harry answered. "Everyone's passing everything, although Professor Trelawney has a few things to say about Hugo."

"What did he do this time?" Ron asked.

"He keeps saying he's foreseeing how evil dogs from hell will come to destroy us all, staring by killing Scorpius Malfoy." Harry answered. "Hugo has an O in Divination." He then added which caused Ron to snort, Hermione to roll her eyes and Victoire to giggle.

"I told him to take Ancient Runes, like Rose, but no." Hermione said.

"Aw come on 'Mione," Ron replied. "He has an O, I would have thought you'd be doing cartwheels out of happiness."

"Let's forget about Hugo's grades for a moment, huh?" Teddy suggested. "How was it Harry?"

"Well, I did my speech and got a thundering applause from everyone," Harry began. "And then McGonagall asked me to catch the parchments with the champion's name on them as they got spit out by the goblet, which apparently is quite an honour."

"Who got chosen?" Victoire asked.

"Well, from Beauxbatons there was a girl named Adelé Devoux, and from Durmstarng a big, buff kid named Boris Lordanov. I shook hands with them and congratulated them when they got chosen, they we're both very polite. It was all 'Merci beaucoup, Monsieur Potter, I can not believe I'm standing face to face with ze great 'ero.' and 'Thank you sir, it is truly an honour to meet you.'"

"But who got chosen as Hogwarts champion?" Teddy asked and Harry seemed to tense.

"James," He answered. "And I had to stand there and congratulate him for doing the one thing I didn't want him to. I mean, I'd rather have him blow up half the school then being in this tournament."

"Harry," Ginny said and placed a hand on his shoulder. "James is a great wizard, he's got your talent, he'll be fine, trust me."

"I really hope you're right," Harry replied.

"You know, since as long as I can remember, I never think Ginny's been wrong before," Teddy said. "So why would she start now?"

"Exactly," Victoire agreed. "And James not only has both your and Ginny's talent, he has Al, and Lily, and Rose, and Hugo, and Louis, and Roxanne, and Hagrid, and Neville, and pretty much ever other person at Hogwarts by his side, I mean he even has McGonagall to help him!"

"Guess you have a point there," Harry replied. "Now, what's for dinner? It smells delicious."

"We are having a new delicious pasta dish," Ron answered. "Oh, and don't try to give your wife any garlic bred," He then added. "She can't have any."

"Oh, Teddy, Victoire, before I forget," Harry said, and the young couple looked at him as he sat down by the table with Ginny. "Would you two like to see you future home tomorrow?"

"We'd love that," Victoire answered smiling.


"Welcome to Grimmauld Place 12." Harry said as they entered.

Victoire's first thought was dusty.

"Harry, is that you?" A voice called and then Hermione walked out from another room, and Ron soon exited from another.

"Hello Teddy, Vic," Ron said. "Welcome to your future home."

"I know it doesn't look so good," Hermione said. "But we've just gotten started, we haven't even finished cleaning the place."

"MUDBLOODS! BLOODTRAITORS! FILTH IN MY ANCESTOR'S HOUSE!" A shrill voice suddenly yelled and Victoire covered her ears. Where was that voice coming from? And why was it yelling such terrible things?

"There she goes again!" Hermione exclaimed in a very annoyed tone and Harry brought out his wand.

"Shut it." He ordered and some red sparks shot out from the tip of his wand, and then the curtains on each side of the screaming painting pulled together again, and everything went silent.

"What the heck was that?" Teddy asked and Victoire noticed how he put away his wand, he'd probably brought it out as a reflex.

"That was you great aunt," Ron answered. "Charming ain't she?"

"We're trying to get her down from there," Harry said.

"Are those house-elves?" Vicotire asked as she stared at the small heads on the wall by the stairs.

"Well..." Harry began just as something small and quite dirty appeared out of nowhere right next to Ron. Victoire shrieked in surprise and grabbed a storng hold of Teddy's arm. The small creature turned to face her and first then did she realize that it was just an old house-elf.

"Who are you to invade my poor old Mistress's house?" The house-elf asked in a quite nasty voice and Teddy placed his arm around Vicotire.

"Kreacher," Harry said loudly and the house-elf turned towards him instead. "Don't be rude."

"Harry Potter is not Kreacher's master anymore," Kreacher replied. "Kreacher serves the lovely Mrs. Malfoy, a noble Black."

"Kreacher, you serve 'Lovely Mrs.Malfoy' becasue I told you could, becasue I had no use of a house elf. But you still have to obey the owner of this house, don't you?"

Something went across the house-elf's face, and his small hand gripped the medallion that was hanging around his neck. Strange, Victoire thought. House-elves don't usually wear jewlery.

"Kreacher isn't sure," He aswered quietly.

"Teddy, tell him to do something." Harry said and Teddy just looked at Kreacher for a moment.

"Um..." He then began. "Kreacher... Jump up and down..?" Apperantly, Ahrry had been right, becasue the next thing the house-elf was jumping up and down, hihger and higher. "Okay, stop!"

Kreacher froze, and then he began mumbling. "Kreacher doesn't want to serve the boy with the odd hair, he reminds him of a girl who used to stay here, along with the others Master Sirius used to bring home, oh how he broke my poor Mistress's heart."

Vicotire looked at Teddy just as his hair turned into it's natrual shade of brown.

"Kreacher," Harry began in a friendly tone. "Could do me a favour and get Mrs. Malfoy for me, tell her it's urgent."

Kreacher didn't move.

"You're not his master anymore Harry," Ron said. "The house legally belong to Teddy and Victoire, he doesn't have to obey you anymore."

"Kreacher," Victoire stared, a bit uneasy. She wasn't used to talking to house-elves. She'd met a couple the few times she visited the kitchen, but none of them had given her such a hostile look. "Get Mrs. Malfoy for us... please." She then added.

Kreacher looked a bit as if he was fighting within him self, but then made some sort of bow. "As you wish," He replied, and then he was gone.

"He's ours?" Teddy asked.

"Don't worry," Ron answered. "He lives with the Malfoys, but he follows their orders because he wants to."

"Why did you give him to the Malfoys?" Vicotire asked.

"Well, I kind of made them loose their old house-elf," Harry replied. "You know, the one that's buried in you garden."

"You mean Dobby?" Vicotire asked. Many were the times she had sat in fornt of that little grave, wondering about why he was buried in just their yard.

"Yes," Hermione answered before Harry could. "Dobby wasn't always a free elf."

Right then, Kreacher appeared again, making her jump once more. "Mrs.Malfoy will join you soon," He said and began to walk, everyone else followed him. They ended up in a living room of some sort, and in the fireplace, the green flames were rising higher and higher.

After about half a minute, Narcissa Malfoy stepped out. She was tall and slender, with long blond hair that had yet to start greyening. Her face was beautiful, but it looked as if there was something smelly under her nose.

"This better be good Potter," She said and straight up to Harry. "I was just about to go out and do my Christmas shopping."

"Good day to you to Narcissa," Harry replied as he crossed his arms over his chest. "If you don't mind, I have a request for you."

"What kind of request?" Narcissa asked, not annoyed or something like that, but simply curious.

"Narcissa, I'd like to meet Andromeda's grandson Ted," Harry answered and nodded his head towards Teddy and Victoire. "That's his wife, Victoire."

"Yes, I believe my grandson attended to their wedding this summer." Narcissa replied and then seemed to notice Victoire's swollen belly, and it was as if something softened in her face. "Congratulations," She said, sounding very truthful. "A baby is a wonderful blessing," Then she turned back to Harry.

"We're trying to fix this house up for them," He continued. "And there's a portrait of your dear aunt I was wondering if you could make room for. You see, if you pull away the curtains, she tends to scream at you… Well I don't really think she'd yell at you." He then added as Narcissa raised a brow. "But she believes very much in the old family motto, if you know what I mean, screaming at those who aren't pureblood and those who she believes have dishonoured the family. And I also happen to know that Kreacher's much found of her."

"And you want me to put this portrait in my house?" Narcissa asked.

"Yes," Harry answered. "That's exactly what I'm asking you to do. You don't have to have her in the dining hall, you can just keep her in a spare room - with curtains covering her - and she doesn't yell unless there's someone she thinks of as 'unworthy' around for her to actually yell at, and she doesn't need any company besides Kreacher." He looked her straight in the eyes. "So, what do you say?"

"Well…" Narcissa began, not really sounding doubting, she kept looking into Harry's eyes, and to Victoire it looked as if talking to each other without even uttering a single word. It was impossible to tell what either of them was thinking. "I guess Lucius and I could make room for my dear aunt's portrait." She said, and Harry unfoiled his arms and put his hands in his pockets.

"That's all I ask," He replied.

Narcissa gave him some sort of nod, turned - the long blond hair almost smacking him as she spun around - and then walked into the emerald flames and disappeared.

"I don't care if she saved your life Harry," Ron said. "I just don't like her."

"Well, at least Kreacher will be happy," Hermione said, trying to be the positive one in bunch. "Now, how about we give you a tour?"

"If you now can see anything through all this dust," Ron muttered.


"So, what did you think about our future home?" Teddy asked when he and Victoire were back in their aparment.

"It was filthy," Victoire replied. "And I didn't exactly get a sort of 'Home' feeling by it."

"I got a very 'Dark Wizard' feeling by it though," Teddy answered while grinning at her.

"Really? I didn't see anything that seemed 'Dark Wizard' at all," Victoire said and then let out a satisfied sigh. "You know what Teddy?" She then asked. "I don't think I ever give you enough credit for this."

They were seated in one end of the couch each, and Victoire had her bare feet in Teddy's lap. "Yeah, well, you should never neglect my foot-rubbing skills," He said as he continued to massage her foot, slowly moving up towards the ankle.

"Mhm..." Vicotire mumbled and lenaed her head back against the armrest.

Teddy's hands reached her ankle, and he gently ran his right up and down, moving a bit higher each time. Vicotire closed her eyes as she felt Teddy's lips brush against her skin, once, then twice, and then a third time. It actually tickled a little, but she bit down on her bottom lip and didn't make a sound.

"I think our baby should have a godfather." Teddy suddenly said.

"What?" Victoire asked openeing her eyes. She carfeully got up into more of a sitting position and looked at him.

"I think our baby should have a godfather," Teddy repeated. "I mean, Harry was great when I grew up, and if anything happens to us…"

"Then my parents will take care of the kid, or your grandmother or Dominique or Louis or perhaps some other of the many close relatives out there." Victoire finished.

"Still, I want our baby to have a godfather, or a godmother. It doesn't matter if he or she would go to live with your parents, the kid will still love to have a godparent, just like I did."

"Teddy, if this is really what you want then our baby should have a godparent," She said. "Now, do you have any suggestion on who we should pick?" She then asked.

"I don't know." He answered.

"How about Dominique?" She suggested.

"Isn't she planning on moving to France?" Teddy asked.

"It's not decided yet, but alright, I get the point. Louis?"

"How come you're only suggesting your own family?"

"Fine, forget about Louis, how about you come with a suggestion?"

Teddy was quiet for a moment. "How about James?" He then asked and Victoire gave him a sceptical look.

"Yeah," She replied. "Let's go and make Sir Prank-a-lot into our baby's godfather."

"Al." Teddy said. "He could work right? He's always been a good older brother to Lily. I mean, he at least stayed on the ground with her when James 'borrowed' Harry's broomstick."

"Al could work." Victoire replied, and right then there was a popping sound and a young man appeared in the middle of the room. He was dressed in a pair of very familiar looking auror robes.

"Lance?" Teddy asked. "What are you doing here?"

"There's some trouble," Lance replied, exhausted. "We need you down town, it's Potter's orders."

"Alright then, just let me grab a pair of shoes," Teddy answered and then carefully removed Vicotire's feet form his lap and ran towards the hallway.

"Um... I'm happy for you," Lance said. "You know, about the baby."

"Thanks Lance." Victoire answered. Lance Aubrey had been a year above her back at Hogwarts. They had actually dated for a while, when she was a fourth year. Although the entire relationship was only two Hogsmeade trips, some studying in the library and a couple of quick kisses before she ended it, after realizing she was in to Teddy. It was long forgotten.

"Ready to go!" Teddy said as he came back. He hurried up to Vicotire and kissed her forehead. "Don't wait up, 'kay?"

Victoire nodded and after two more popping sounds she was left all alone. She curled up a bit more in the couch and wrapped her arms around her self. She hoped that Teddy wouldn't be leaving this hastily once the baby had arrived.


Sorry it took a while to update, I sort of hit a writers block, but it's gone now

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