Title: The Truth Behind the Name and the Lies pt. 6
Pairing: DracoxHarry, OliverxPercy, twincest? Ect.
Fandom: HP
Notes: An abused boy finds out he's a wizard and a hero; his tormented mind rebels. One person sees through the misconceptions to the real Harry and treats him the way he deserves. How does this change them both and those around them?
For kittenishone who begged me for an update, I'm sure this wasn't quite what you had in mind but it's what's happened next.
Chapter 12- of babies, proposals and bridal parties
August 19, 1996
Viktor tells his fathers.
Viktor sighed; Blaise had left almost as suddenly as he arrived. He went to bathe and dress. Otec would be home in a few hours and this conversation would be best discussed after dinner over a drink.
XoooooX
When they had finished partaking of their dessert, the three Krums retired to the nearby parlour.
Damitar summoned his pipe and lit it with his wand before sitting back. "Ah it is nice to be home and relaxing. It was a pleasure to have you at supper my son."
A house elf set a tumble of firewhiskey beside their dominant hand and then disappeared.
Viktor swallowed, "Papa, Otec. I wish to apologize."
"For locking yourself in your room and acting like a child?" Damitar asked.
Viktor winced, "I see how my behaviour would appear to be that way. My rooms did bear the shocking resemblance to one time when I threw a dreadful tantrum. I am shamed and humbled."
"Viktor, what precipitated this behaviour and what brought you out of it?" Nebojsa asked gently.
"Blaise. He came with dire news. I attended Harry's birthday party. Things did not go as planned. Someone spiked the drinks with lust potions. Those who were served butterbeer or firewhiskey were affected."
Nebojsa saw the sorrow in his son's face, "Was your angel there?"
Viktor nodded, "We regained consciousness and realized that I'd bedded her. It wasn't in a proper way. It was an orgy, which in my mind is distasteful and demeaning. We were still in an intimate position. She threw me off her, dressed and ran. I have not seen her in person since. We've owled but that is all. Blaise brought me dire news."
Damitar said shortly, "Your Angel is pregnant. How far along?"
Viktor straightened, "Three weeks. I have already purchased an engagement ring. I did so before I asked permission to Court her. I plan to visit her parents in the morning. We had planned to Bond when she was of age, we were going to hold off on children until she was eighteen which is a proper age in the Muggle World."
Nebojsa nodded, "So it is. You are planning to be bonded when?"
Viktor gave his bearer a weak smile, "On her birthday if the contract can be speeded."
Damitar smirked, "it's faster to file with Gringotts. I would do so immediately, I have contacts."
Viktor believed him, his papa was a partner in a prominent investment firm. He worked hand in hand with Gringotts, rich Wizarding folk and companies. "Thank you papa. I will do my best to make this right."
"If you were under the influence of a Lust potion what happened is not your fault." Nebojsa said gently.
"I am aware of that, however it is not I who is suffering the most. Hermione needs me to be strong and show her that I am still willing to stand by my promises as a man. I will take her as my Bondmate. We shall go somewhere exotic for a honeymoon. We'll return, announce she is pregnant, and move into our new home. I will hire a healer to oversee her pregnancy and I will do everything I can to make up for this moving up of our plans."
Damitar drank his firewhiskey and called for champagne to celebrate his son truly becoming a man.
XoooooX
August 20, 1996
Viktor talks to Hermione's parents
Viktor knew where Hermione lived because they owled often, also he'd visited to asked permission to Court her. He was very shaken when he Apparated to the Apparation point nearest her home. He made his way to their house and knocked on the door.
"Coming!" came a voice from inside.
Viktor waited impatiently.
The door was opened; standing there was Hermione's mother.
Viktor swallowed and bowed, "Madam."
"Oh Viktor it's you. Come in." stepping out of the way and opening the door wider, Dr. Jean Granger called out, "Mathias Viktor's here."
He'd gotten much better at English but had cast a spell that made speaking and comprehension easier. "Thank you. I am sorry to call so early. I know you will have to go to work soon."
"Oh it's quite alright. How is Hermione? We haven't heard from her since she went to stay with the Malfoys. Her friend Colin was getting married and Harry had a birthday." Jean said as she closed the door.
Viktor sighed, "That's what I've come to talk to you about."
Jean led the way to the dining room where Hermione's father was eating breakfast. "Is she alright?"
Viktor sat stiffly, "It depends on what one considers alright. A mutual friend came to see me yesterday."
"In Bulgaria? That's a long way to go. The things you Wizards can do when you set your mind to it."
"Yes…well I suppose I should start at the beginning. We attended Harry's party together at his house. You see…someone put something in the drinks. We call it a lust potion."
"What does that mean son?" Mathias asked sharply.
Viktor sighed, "It means that everyone who drank something that had it in ended up having sex whether they wanted to or not."
"You have sex with my daughter?"
Viktor winced, "yes. It wasn't willingly. She woke up first and shoved me off and returned to Malfoy Manor. We've not talked in person. I ended up going home. Blaise same to see me yesterday, because Hermione isn't sleeping well at all. She's very upset. We were planning on waiting until we were bon…married before we had sex. She ran off before either Lady Malfoy or Professor Prince could see me. They are healers, something like doctors. They would have given her something so she wouldn't be getting pregnant. However, she is three weeks pregnant. I'm not going to hurt her further and ask her to have an abortion. I know she was adamant about not disappointing you getting pregnant underage. Now we're left with two choices I tell her to have an abortion which I would hate to do to her or we get married."
Jean swallowed, "We're catholic. You can't ask her to have an abortion. It's a sin…"
"So is premarital sex but I think God would make an exception if they were drugged. You were drugged weren't you son?"
Viktor nodded, "Yes sir. I am dreadfully sorry." He fished out the ring box, "I purchased this the summer after the Tournament. I knew I was going to Bo…marry her. I have permission to court her. She isn't seventeen yet but we could file for papers early. She isn't going back to Hogwarts since she's graduated so we could be married on her birthday. I know it's young in the Muggle world but it's perfectly legal in the Wizarding world."
Jean reached for the ring box and opened it.
"It's a Gregorio Marconi design. That's a diamond of the first water; three carats and those are genuine sapphires on either side. It's platinum because she likes to brew and silver reacts badly with certain potions. I purchased it with the bonding band." And Viktor knew that Remus Lupin was a werewolf. How he knew wasn't important, he just did.
Jean looked very self conscious of her own obviously much cheaper ring, "It's lovely…"
Mathias looked as if he wasn't if he was upset his own ring was upstaged or if he was pleased that his daughter was going to be gifted such a ring. "Seeing as how she's pregnant and all I think you better marry quick. I expect she's going to be upset."
Jean coughed, "Of course she is. Most girls fantasize about their perfect wedding. Now being still seventeen is a bit troublesome. She'll get married your way in September. We'll file the paperwork for her to be married our way when she's eighteen. Then you will have a church ceremony. We'll explain it away that you were legally married- you eloped but came back. We told you off sternly. Then we planned her church wedding."
"If we have to get married twice it would be easier if I paid for the first ceremony." Viktor offered.
Mathias nodded, "That would be alright. We've saved up for a big wedding anyway. Leave it to Jean to plan a proper wedding her way. You have your wizard ceremony so it's legal some wheres before the babies born. Now for Hermione's sake, don't mention ever that she got pregnant before the church ceremony. It's very bad, especially with us being catholic. People are jealous of her already, saying she got pregnant underage would make them even more spiteful."
Viktor bowed, "Thank you sir for being so understanding. I am so sorry that this happened. We really wanted to wait."
"You have to leave so soon?" Jean asked.
Viktor smiled, "You can't have a bonding if you don't propose to the girl correct?"
Mathias stood and held out his hand.
Viktor shook it firmly.
"My daughter's a lucky woman. You tell her that from me. Now you get your derriere over to Wiltshire and talk to Hermione." Mathias said sharply.
"Yes sir."
Jean showed him to the door, "You give her a kiss for me and tell her I'm happy for her. If she's half as smart as she thinks she is she'll say yes right away."
Viktor waved and made his way back to the Apparation point.
XoooooX
Viktor Apparated to Malfoy Manor with the door opening as he neared it…
Waiting was a house elf.
"How can Stria be helping Master Viktor?"
"I would like to request an audience with Lady Malfoy and her charge Miss Granger." Viktor replied.
Stria nodded.
Another house elf appeared at his side.
"Dippy escort Master Viktor to the front Parlour."
"Dippy be doing so. If Master Viktor be following Dippy."
Viktor followed the house elf into the Manor's entry corridor and then to the front parlous.
It didn't take long for Narcissa to join him.
"Viktor! Lovely to see you., though it is quite early for a morning call young man."
Viktor rose at her entrance, taking her hand and kissing it in the English fashion before politely kissing her cheeks. He escorted her to a chair, "I come on urgent business."
Narcissa frowned, "Sweet Merlin. Blaise said he'd fire call you."
Viktor shook his head, "He did more then firecall me. He flooed over and set me straight. Exactly how old is he?"
Narcissa laughed, "He was hatched out of season and was born on December 17th, 1979. He'll be turning seventeen. That poor boy, he's been through so much. He was practically orphaned before he hatched. I raised him as my own. He's the proud bearer of five younglings and has a very attentive mate, for a Weasley." She giggled.
"I heard he was injured. I hope its false."
Narcissa's dark darkened with sorrow, "As a Veela he's a hermaphrodite. His womb was ripped from him and destroyed as was his sister in law Fleur's."
Viktor blinked, "Fleur? As in my fellow Triwizard Champion?"
"The very same. They ended up Bonding to brothers as you might remember."
"My apologies I did attend her Bonding. I hope they recover and their attacker is punished most severely." Viktor said politely.
Hermione walked his, her eyes red with weeping and her face pale. The dark circles under her eyes testament to her ill rest as of late."
"Ahren!" Viktor stood, reaching for her hand to kiss it.
Hermione flinched.
"Now Hermione dear, there is no need for that. Viktor wouldn't hear a hair on your pretty head. I've taught you better then that." Narcissa reprimanded gently.
Hermione curtsied, "Good morning Viktor. How nice of you to come or a visit." Then proceeding to hold out her hand.
Viktor brought it to his lips before placing it on his arm and escorted her to the settee across from Narcissa. "Now my dear, Narcissa is right, I won't hurt you. Blaise was kind enough to pass along how you were. I am sincerely sorry that you find yourself in this condition. However since it was out of out control we shall just have to make the best of things. Our child may not have been conceived while under a legal bonding contract between us however I intend for them to be born within one. We shall with your permission,"
Narcissa held her hand up, "Viktor, you are forgetting something quite essential."
Viktor raised an eyebrow, "What might that be?"
Narcissa huffed, "You men, you take all the fun out of life sometimes. You can't just dictate to her. You take that ring box out of your pocket and do it properly. Sweet Merlin and Devious Morganna do I have to decide everything?"
Properly and sincerely chastised, Viktor knelt before Hermione retrieving the box, "I kneel reprimanded. My apologies dear on. I would have liked to do this properly and with more ceremony. However due to outside influences I can only ask you if you would do me the honour of becoming my bonded. Our child though unexpected deserves to be born to two parents who love one another and are properly bonded. It would be cruel and unseemly of me to allow them to be born outside of a bonding contract."
Hermione burst into tears, throwing herself at Viktor and kissing him soundly, "Of course I'll be your bonded! When?"
Viktor kissed her back for a moment before breaking the kiss and join her on the settee. "Now that that is quite settled I was hoping that we might bond on your birthday. Seeing how you will be turning seventeen."
Narcissa clapped her hands, "Oh please let me plan the Bonding? I have lots of practice."
So she did having helped with Dora, Blaise and Draco's.
Hermione blushed, "Well I don't know that much about bonding rituals."
Narcissa chuckled, "Every witch is expected to begin studying them once they turn fourteen; an oversight on my part for which I apologize. Viktor darling, what is the name of your aunt?"
"Bisera." Hermione replied quickly.
"Viktor be a dear and floo her for me. We have so much to plan and so little time."
Viktor stood and bowed, "AS you wish my lady."
"Viktor, you flatter. Run along now."
Viktor left the parlour quickly.
XoooooX
"Now Hermione a Bonding is your brainchild. You plan it. Now you can choose to have an entirely British bonding or you can incorporate traditions from Viktor's family or region."
"I'd like for it to be beautiful but eclectic." Hermione replied shyly as she slid the beautiful diamond and sapphire ring on the second finger of her left hand.
"Is that a Gregorio Marconi? My dear I see you rate highly. That designer is not only amoung the best but the most expensive. I only received a Malfoy heirloom, then again in the beginning you wouldn't say we were in love. We were quite lucky that we did fall in love. Now lets see, Muggleborn you maybe child but I think it would increase you status to be Bond right here on our lawn. Forget a tent we'll arrange for a Royal Pavilion. We have a beautifully appointed gazebo I think would be just darling to sign the contracts. We'll need a large open space to cast circle." Narcissa clapped her hands, "Your Bonding will be the most talked about event of the year. Annie and I will just have take you shopping. With her returned status Sweet Merlin this will be the event. We'll go shopping in Paris. I do hope Lucius gives me his Platinum Gringotts card. I've been your Wizarding guardian this long and I haven't taken you to Celestine's. Where are my manners?"
Hermione's jaw dropped, she'd never seen Narcissa Malfoy look quite this excited. "Celestine's?" she asked softly.
"It's okay the place for the well dressed witch. No arguing you must let me buy your trousseau as a Bonding present. No I have it we must have a bridal party! We'll invite Fleur; we mustn't forget Gabrielle or Apolline. Dora must come. So should Annie. Poor Charity I know she's emotionally under the weather what with Sirius' murder and all but she'll have to got about normally soon. Minister Bones thinks highly of you, we'll send her an invitation too. She might not get to come but she can send Susan in her stead. We should invite those lovely girls who came to Draco's party and talked to Gwenog."
"Angelina, Alicia and Katie?"
Narcissa nodded, "We mustn't forget Coraline. We'll invite Augusta. It's about time the Malfoy and the Longbottoms started to get along. Then there is Adrian's mother. We'll have plenty of ladies."
Hermione toyed with her ring a bit overwhelmed.
Who wouldn't be? She was three weeks pregnant and engaged for half an hour; thank Merlin she was already graduated….
What do you think? Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Poor? Dreadful? Troll?
Author's Note: Sorry it's been so long since I updated Truth- this chapter was giving me difficulty.
A/N: I am reposting this in light of a mistake. Hermione's father's first name is Mathias not Alan. I'd forgotten but it is now fixed. Apologies.