Alrighty. Maybe I won't have as much time to write as I thought… I promise I'll try to get as much done as I can.

The school holidays are officially here! Bet you they'll just pass! Like they do every time!

Anyway, hope you enjoy the chapter.

"Mum. I'm bored!" Harry whined.

"Why don't you go draw something?" Narcissa said, used to the usual cold-weather whining.

"No." Harry said. "I don't feel like drawing."

"Very well. Why don't you go play some Quidditch with Draco?" Narcissa suggested.

"We've played heaps of Quidditch already. And it's no fun with just the two of us."

"Alright then, why don't you go visit Dobby in the kitchens? If you ask nicely I'm sure he'll help you bake something."

Harry's face lit up for a second before he resumed a pout.

"No thanks Mum."

"Okay. Go to the library!"

Harry grinned. "Great idea! I'll go read about… guess."

Narcissa pretended to think for a moment. "Quidditch."

"No."

"Quidditch players."

"No."

"Quidditch teams."

"No."

"Okay, I give up. What?"

"HOGWARTS! And Marvin."

"Of course! Why didn't I think of that?" Narcissa smiled, hand resting on her swollen belly. "Okay, sweets. Have fun."

Harry ran off.

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The small boy settled into a soft chair with a small stack of books resting in his lap. His feet were a good metre of the ground.

When things ever got to loud, he would usually retreat to the Malfoy's library to find some form of literature to lose himself in.

Draco liked books, yes, but generally they were Quidditch facts and he wasn't a big fan. He preferred to play the sport.

Harry, on the other hand, was a bookworm.

He grabbed a book called Marvin the Mad Muggle and soon was immersed in the story.

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Draco hummed. He threw a pillow across the room for no particular reason.

He was bored.

Harry was in the library, he knew.

He decided to go find his mum. When he got to the stairs, he slid down the banister.

"Mum!"

"Hi, Drakey."

"Hello."

"Are you bored as well?" Narcissa asked.

Draco groaned. "Beyond belief."

Narcissa laughed.

He looked at the grey, drizzling sky outside. "Why's it got to rain all the time? I'm sick of all this wet weather!"

Narcissa stroked his hair. "Why don't you go read?"

"No."

"Not even Marvin the Mad Muggle?"

"Nope. I'm sick of Marvin and his silly tricks and stuff. He's annoying now." Narcissa chuckled.

"Okay, sweetie."

Draco frowned. "I also need to ask something else."

"Ask away, Draco. Anything."

Draco frowned. "I was wondering…"

"Yes?"

"Why doesn't Harry have blonde hair and blue eyes like everyone else?"

Narcissa felt her stomach drop. She should have known one of her sons would eventually wonder. Especially around this age, they were both incredibly inquisitive and too clever for their own good.

"Mum?"

She sighed.

"Harry's adopted, isn't he?"

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Harry was up to his third Marvin novel when Dobby appeared next to him with the usual loud pop.

"Hi Dobby!" He said cheerily.

"Hello, Master Harry. Master Harry's parents have requested to see him in the dining room."

Harry put a bookmark in his book. "Okay!"

He grabbed Dobby's arm and they disappeared with an echoing crack.

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They appeared at the table where Harry's parents and Draco were seated at the table. Dobby bowed and left the room, appearing only to put a teapot and a plate of biscuits on the table.

Harry grinned at his family before sitting down.

"Hi, Dad. How was work?"

"Very good, Harry, thank you."

Narcissa smiled at him. Harry noticed she looked a little more nervous than usual.

"What's wrong, Mum?"

"Oh, nothing, darling."

Draco turned to her and raised his eyebrows.

She sighed. Lucius faced Harry.

"Actually, Harry, there's something we need to tell you."

Harry held up a hand.

"Whatever it is, I love you, kay? Even though you aren't my bi- bio- biological Mum and Dad."

They both blinked. "How-"

"I've known for quite a while. I sorta figured it out."

Narcissa, Lucius and Draco all shared the same look of surprise. The table was silent for a moment.

"I'm quite smart, you know. And I read a lot of books."

"So you aren't mad with us?" Narcissa said cautiously.

"Why would I be mad? You guys are my parents. Just no my bio-log-ic-al," Harry carefully sounded out the word "parents."

The rest of the family breathed a sigh of relief.

"You had absolutely no reason to be nervous."

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Narcissa and Lucius sat in the lounge room sipping mugs of hot chocolate. They were both deep in thought.

"How did our son get so wise, Cissa?"

"Oh Lucius. I believe it to be the books."

He nodded. "He spends most of his time in the library, doesn't he?"

"Yes."

"I wonder what house he'll be in."

"I've been wondering that as well. I remember Lily telling me once that James's grandmother was a Ravenclaw."

"Hmm. I suppose we'll just have to wait and see."

They fell back into contented silence, watching the fire, listening to the relaxing sound of the crackling flames.

"Draco doesn't seem to care at all. I mean, he cares, obviously, but he doesn't seem- oh, I mean…"

Lucius cut her off with a gentle kiss. "I know what you mean."

And they fell into silence once more.

I really enjoyed writing this chapter! Tell me what you think. Please. Reviews. PLEASE.

I'm also debating on which house Harry will be in. I need some help on deciding to stick with the canon Gryffindor or go Ravenclaw or Slytherin. I'm leaning towards Gryffindor, but maybe you guys could vote or something?

I tried not to make it so short, but that's the way it turned out. I promise to try to write longer chapters.

Anyway, no-one really likes fluff that's twenty pages long, and quality over quantity, right?

Well, I hope that's the case. Review! Let me know!

Alright! Bye!