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"Being good at potions doesn't mean anything. It won't give her away. Anyone could be good at potions," Harry spoke to his empty chambers as he lay back in his bed. He was turning the brown flask Reason had given him almost a month ago over in his hands, against the light of the ceiling lamp. Harry had been on edge ever since he arrived at Hogwarts for fear of Reason being exposed. He had never had to worry about her magical ability before but the more he thought about it the more anxious he became. Could he continue to hide her if she got all of Draco's talents? Harry had nearly had a heart attack as he watched the sorting hat deliberate over where to put her. If she had been placed in Slytherin he didn't know what he would have done knowing she would be spending so much time with Draco- it would have been bound to come out.

But she wasn't, his thoughts reminded him and he rolled over, setting the flask on his bedside table next to the flask Reason had given him just the other day. He needed to forget about this, worrying would only make him sick. Harry glanced at their family photo from Reason's birthday and he smiled. He ran his fingers across the surface of the glass and then picked up his wand. He gestured to turn out the lamp and he nestled into bed. Tomorrow was another day to worry.


Draco walked up the stairs silently. He wasn't trying to sneak around or anything, he just naturally walked in a silent and catlike way that unnerved most people. If he had to attribute it to anything it was because he took comfort in not eliciting much attention to his presence. Something he relished solemnly as he got older. Draco stepped on to the balcony on the edge of the divinations tower. The night fog was so thick it was like stepping into a wall of gray. Draco walked until he found the stone wall marking the edge of the balcony and he settled himself down, sitting with his back pressed against the cold stone.

Draco leaned his head back, stared out into the gray nothingness and breathed in the thick moist air fondly. He loved these nights because the wall of fog seemed to transport him to a tranquil and worriless world where he could just be still and empty of thought. It was the only way he found untainted calm when he was working with the dark lord. Until the fog disappeared with the gloomy morning sun, he could surround himself with the bland color and, unable to see anything further than a few inches, he could pretend he was somewhere else.

Draco cleared his throat and jumped suddenly when he heard a shifting sound to his left. Carefully he waved his hand against the fog, clearing it magically a few feet around him. When he saw the edge of a bare foot and a cloak he wandlessly cast the spell further and the clear air revealed a small Gryffindor with fog dampened silver hair, her green eyes staring widely at Draco.

"Pro-pro-professor Malfoy," Reason stammered as she scrambled to stand up. "I know I shouldn't be out of bed, I had just never seen such a thing as this fog and I fell in love with it so," the small girl rambled as she straightened her cloak and avoided looking Draco in the eyes.

Draco hadn't really been able to observe her much since the first day of potions because now she always got there on time and sat next to Emma Weasley. The two never failed to make a perfect brew and it didn't escape Draco's watchful gaze that that had to do with the Potter girl being so in love with potions. She had received another flask of potion, being the first to successfully brew their second potion of the year and he watched as she devoured her potions book. He'd seen her reading it in the great hall and in the Library. Draco had even reserved some beginner's potion history and theory books for her and he smiled the first day he walked past the great hall during break and saw her curled up with one of them in front of one of the many hearths there.

"It's okay, Ms. Potter, have a seat." Reason sat down slowly and Draco moved himself to sit more closely to her. The fog began to settle over them again but between the heats of their bodies, the air between Draco and Reason remained fairly clear. "Where did you grow up that you've never seen fog like this? Many of the European countries get a similar fog very often."

"Oh, I didn't grow up in Europe. I was born and raised in Florida, that's in the U.S." Reason replied and Draco looked at her. He now understood the accent she and her brother seemed to have. He was again reminded of the distinct difference in feeling he got from the two of them. Cadvan Potter was probably the furthest thing from Harry Potter. Nothing ever seemed to faze the tall boy and in response to every instruction or piece of advice Draco gave the boy, the child just nodded his head slowly and went about what he was supposed to do. The young man wasn't horrible at potions but he had none of the joy or talent that his sister did and that never seemed to bother him. When the two were in the same class he patiently listened to her go on and on and just smiled at her fondly. Draco could hardly believe the two were related, let alone twins, the way they interacted with each other.

"Well, didn't you at least visit the Weasleys in England?" Draco questioned and the small girl shook her head.

"No, Papa always said that we stayed away because he wanted to make sure it was completely safe to take us back. He said that he left because he was reminded that the after effects of the war still lingered and he didn't want us growing up in that. I didn't see anything of the wizarding world until I arrived in England a few days before we came here," Reason retold to Draco and the blond man cast his eyes down.

He was reminded of the effects of the war? What did that mean? Draco's thoughts were cut off when Reason began to hum a tune very familiar to Draco. "Where did you learn that?" Draco asked suddenly and Reason stopped humming.

"Oh, it is my favorite song," Reason replied. "My daddy used to sing it to me as I fell asleep. Even though it made him sad, I really liked it. Papa said it was the favorite song of a friend that he lost. He doesn't talk about the friend but I think he was important because Papa mentions him a lot," Reason continued.

Draco rested his head against the stone wall and sung quietly.

"And all the towns we built,

We built them so,

The lions could escape,

So they could roam,

In houses of their own."

Draco's voice trailed off and chiming in perfectly, Reason continued the next verse.

"The council wasn't there,

Just answer phones,

The humans disappeared,

They left their homes.

So the lions lived, alone."

Then, there was a pause and they both came back in, repeating the two verses*. As their voices dissipated into the fog Reason glanced up at Draco who was staring off into the thick nothingness.

"How do you know that song, Professor Malfoy?" She asked and Draco laughed, looking over at her.

"Someone very dear to me taught it and it has always been my favorite song," he replied and Reason nodded. They sat there in silence and very faint sounds of natured drifted up through the fog into the divinations balcony. After a while, Draco looked over to see what Reason was doing and he found the girl fast asleep, her chest rising and falling slowly and silently.

"Reaso-," Draco prodded with his voice – catching himself quickly, he cleared his throat and called out again. "Ms. Potter," he called and Reason stirred minutely. Draco smiled and stood up. The speed of his ascension caused small droplets of condensation on his face the run into his eyes and h wiped them off as he regained his balance. When his vision was clear again, he looked down at Reason Potter leaning against the stone and something pulled at Draco's heart. He didn't know what it was but it almost felt as if he had something in common with this young girl, something like a connection.

Draco crouched and slipped his arms under her small frame. Unlike her brother, she looked more like Harry in size, her form small but secure looking; petite but not frail in appearance. Draco cleared the fog in front of him and he made his way down the steps and through the corridors to the Gryffindor common room. He set Reason down on her feet and she slumped against him heavily. She was exactly like her father when it came to sleeping, you couldn't wake him up to save his life, Draco thought fondly and he wiggled his finger on the soft skin behind her ear. Instantly she woke up and Draco laughed. Yup, exactly like her father.

Reason made a small noise of confusion and Draco guided her towards the portrait of the Fat Lady. "Good night, Ms. Potter. Sleep well." Draco bid Reason farewell and from the end of the Hallway he watched her enter the Gryffindor common room, to tired or confused to really bid him farewell. On his way back to the Dungeons, Draco began to hum the song and suddenly he stopped. Harry had taught that song to his children? Why? It had been a silly muggle song that Draco's mother had sung to Draco when he had trouble sleeping and it had always comforted Draco to hear it. He sang it on numerous occasions to Harry Potter when they were on assignment together and once, when Draco had been put in the hospital after a nasty fight, Harry sang it back to Draco as he lay there, the brunette man running his hands soothingly through silver tresses. Draco was confused, what did Harry think of him? He avoided him here at Hogwarts and he told his daughter that Draco reminded him of the war – yet, Harry sang Reason Draco's song? Draco stepped inside of his room and shut the door. He didn't want it to but as he undressed and stepped into his hot bath, he knew that these new facts coming to light were going to continue to bother her, no matter how hard he tried to ignore it.


As Reason made her way back to the Gryffindor table for Lunch, Harry made his way to the Ravenclaw table. Cadvan was being fawned over by many of the girls in Ravenclaw which would normally make him ignored by the boys; but they seemed to love him as well, in a more masculine, platonic sense. Cadvan lifted his head as he heard the boys and girls at the table quiet down and he smiled calmly at Harry.

"Hi, Da," Cadvan greeted as Harry arrived at the table.

"Hello Cadvan, can I have a word with you outside really quickly?" Harry asked and Cadvan nodded, extracting himself from his harem and following his father out of the Great Hall. When they arrived outside of the doors, Harry began walking down the Hallway and Cadvan followed easily. After a few moments, Harry began to speak.

"Cadvan, you are aware that you and Reason share different pasts, right?" He asked and the tall boy nodded again. Harry continued. "Well, there are some things about Reason's past that I don't want getting out and I fear, being here, at Hogwarts surrounded by all the magic and magical people, it may be revealed – this thing about her. I need to keep her safe, I need to keep her secret safe, and that is why I kept you all out of this world as long as I could. I am not saying you all shouldn't be here, I am glad both you and Reason are here making friends and developing your talent. I just . . . want to keep her safe."

"I understand, Da. What do you need me to do," Cadvan asked solidly. Harry smiled, he was glad that Reason and himself were not alone here and he thanked the universe again for giving Reason such a caring brother.

"I need you to watch over her whenever you can. Inform Emma to do the same since they are in the same house. And whatever it takes, try not to let her out of your site and if you can avoid it . . . well, uhm," Harry trailed off and Cadvan gave him a prodding look. "Try and keep her away from Professor Malfoy. If anyone is going to figure it out, it is him and I need her to stay away. She is very good at potions and that is attracting enough attention, I don't need her running into him again, alone, sometime and her letting the wrong thing slipping out unknowingly." Harry instructed and Cadvan nodded.

"And try not to let her find any of this out," Harry added and Cadvan accepted the instruction with his usual attentive nod. Harry gave him a pat on the shoulder and dismissed him. He watched Cadvan as he entered the Great Hall and saw Reason wave excitedly at her brother and Cadvan crossed the hall to his sister's side, much to the dismay of many Ravenclaws. Satisfied with Reason's safety, Harry made his way back to his office.


Reason lay in her bed and stared up at the ceiling. These past two weeks, Cadvan and Emma had been acting strange. They weren't being too much unlike themselves but . . . there was . . . something off about the two of them. For instance, Reason had found them talking to each other outside of Astronomy before she had gotten there. It's not that they can't talk to each other it was just that they don't usually and the way they were speaking was very secretive and when Reason walked up they stopped suddenly and Cadvan gave her his usual head nod and Emma greeted her cheerfully, guiding her into the classroom.

They had also been steering her away from Professor Malfoy. When Emma and Reason had seen him that morning in the Great Hall, Emma led Reason away and down the stairs even though that made them two minutes late to Transfiguration; and Emma was never late to anything. In Potions, Emma always did the speaking and kept Reason busy, asking her numerous questions and chatting endlessly as to keep Reason's mind off of their Professor.

Reason stared out of window of the divinations tower as professor Trelawny, a seemingly immortal woman carried on about this and that in reading the future. Reason had potions next but she had a plan. Reason pretended to be interested in what the Professor was saying every time she went by but by the time they left Divinations, Reason had gone over the finally details of the plan she had been formulating all week. When she sat down at the table, Reason began to eat eagerly partially because of her plan but also because she couldn't concentrate on anything except the plan so they would have known that something was on her mind.

With about 6 minutes left until passing period their first after lunch class, Reason began to act sick.

"Reason, are you okay?" Emma clucked as she began to check her friend for a fever.

"Em' she's not sick - " began Nathanial.

"- she just ate too much," Nicholas finished.

Reason mimed heaving and she stood up slowly but hurriedly. "Emma, I'm going to the infirmary," Reason said as she gathered her books from the table.

"Let me come with you," Emma insisted and Reason waved her off.

"Go to potions, I think I'll be in the infirmary for a while. Nick and Nate are right, I ate way too much way too fast. My stomach is killing me," Reason insisted and Emma looked sort of relieved to hear that Reason would not be going to potions and seemed to insist almost half-heartedly that Reason let her go along too, or at least let Emma walk her to the infirmary. Reason allowed for the compromise and Emma guided her all the way to the infirmary where an old man and woman let her lay down on a bed to sleep off her stomach ache and Reason watched Emma retreat rapidly as the bell for passing period rang. Emma waited and when she heard the bell for class to begin she sat up. While the man and woman treated some students with a nasty case of the bogie hex, Reason snuck out of the infirmary and ran all the way to Potions. She heard Professor Malfoy going on about the potion they would be completing that day and Reason snuck in quietly.

Reason received a stern look from Draco but he let her go and continued to talk as Reason made her way to the back of the Slytherin side. Reason thanked him silently for not saying anything because as Reason glance up she noticed Emma taking notes furiously, not even checking back to see if Reason was there. All going according to plan, Reason thought and she smiled proudly pulling her Potions in the Justice System and opening it quietly.

The class was almost over and Emma hadn't looked to the back of the classroom, not even once and luckily Professor Malfoy hadn't come to visit her either because she knew that one glance in to her cauldron her would know she wasn't following his instructions. While he was busy helping some kids in the front she grabbed the last of the ingredients out of her pocket; she had been patiently sneaking the necessary ingredients from the Potion's Cabinets since last monday. As Emma finished adding the a few more ingredients to her brew, a voice behind her made her jump.

"And what is this you are making, Ms. Potter?" Draco asked quietly and the girl looked stunned.

"The . . . the . . . the brew for today, sir," She stammered and Draco frowned at her.

"The least you could do is not lie to me. Tell me why you are making this potion or I will have you taken to the headmaster and punished for stealing my ingredients," Draco stated sourly. He was reminded of how Harry Potter got away with breaking every rule in the book while they were at school and he stared at Harry's daughter coldly as she fumbled to respond while still brewing her potion.

As Draco leaned over and as he stared into the crystal clear liquid and checked the ingredients, it dawned on him instantly what Reason was making.

"What do you think you're doing. This is not only an advanced potion but it is illegal to use it unauthorized," Draco scolded quietly as not to attract looks from his other students.

"Professor Malfoy," Reason begged. "My father, my brother, and Emma are keeping something from me and I want to know what it is," she revealed. "I know I'm not supposed to use it and that it's not one hundred percent accurate but they won't tell me anything otherwise and I need to know. My father has never lied to me and I have to know what he's hiding."

Draco glanced up at the other students and then back down at the cauldron and then Reason. He knew it was wrong but he was just a curious as she was to know if something was up. He had noticed that both Emma Weasley and Cadvan Potter gave him strange looks when they thought he wasn't looking and they seemed to always try to be between him and the Potter girl as if they were protecting her from him. He came up with a compromise that satisfied what dedication he had to the moral conduct of teachers.

"Alright, if you can successfully brew this then I will allow you to use it," He stated and Reason nodded. Draco straightened his back and Reason continued to add the ingredients in the painfully careful manner they were instructed to be added in. Draco made his way back to the front of the room and checked on the other students.


When it came time to go, it seemed Emma Weasley hadn't known Reason was there because she was shocked to see her as she turned around to leave.

"Reason! I thought you were sick! I was just coming to get you," Emma cooed and rushed to her friend.

"No, I am feeling much better. The Infirmary gave me a tonic to help with the stomach ache," Reason lied and Emma smiled at her. Draco noticed the blond girl's sudden distress when she realized that she couldn't hide the potion without seeming suspicious as all the other cauldrons cleared away. He stepped forward and addressed the girls.

"Ms. Weasley, because of Ms. Potter's late arrival, she has to stay here and finish the potion."

Emma suddenly became defiant, unwilling to leave her friend.

"Ms. Weasley if you defy me, I will deduct 50 points from your house for every minute you are here," Draco dared and Emma's resolve weakened. She didn't want to bring the Gryffindor house points in to this. Reason saw her chance and took it.

"Emma, it's fine. I'll be done in just a few minutes. You go on ahead," Reason insisted and, unwilling to put her house's victory in jeopardy, Emma left reluctantly. Just as the door closed Draco walked back to the back of the room.

"How is it going?" He asked and there was a pregnant pause before Reason answered as she finished a step in the process. When it was completed she looked up at Draco as she stirred the liquid.

"One more step and then it has to mature for a lunar phase," Reason reported and Draco nodded. He watched her carefully finish the last of the ingredient steps and he transported it magically into his office to wait out the phasing of the moon.

Reason gathered her things and headed to the door, stopping before she left. "Thank you, Professor," Reason said sincerely. "I know you are putting yourself at jeopardy, allowing me to do this and all, and I don't know why you're doing it, but thank you," she finished and she left the room. Draco sat on the top of a desk and stared down at his hands.

I'm doing this selfishly, he thought to himself. I want to know what Harry Potter is hiding probably more than you do. And you, I'm doing this because I want to see if you can do it, and if you can, I want to be the one to guide you and to teach you everything about Potions. I want to watch you grow as a Potion's Master and do great things, help a lot of people. And if that starts by committing one little crime, so be it, I am a Slytherin, we are not always the most honest and direct of people, Draco mused and as he was about to make his way to his office he halted.

" . . . if you want access to the tree of knowledge you must go through the snake," Draco muttered in to the empty room and although he knew she wasn't there he whipped around and stared at the door. What did the sorting hat want them to find out? And how did it know they would be connected?


OH MY GOODNESS IT'S DONE. Gaah this is one of my favorite chapters yet! I'm dying. Can't wait to give you more soon!Thank you for all your love and patience!

*Lions – by Jonquil, it's a song that I really love and have a cute tune so I thought it sort of fit because the lyrics sound silly yet sad, in and out of context.

Until the next chapter, I LOVE YOU!

S.