Chapter 25

Tom gave a grateful sigh when someone knocked at the doorway to his study. He was starting to think pulling his son from Hogwarts just so he could hand all of the paperwork to him. He hadn't given into the desire – but it was a close thing.

"Enter."

The door opened to reveal a slightly nervous Severus, who bowed slightly.

"Milord, I have something I must tell you, Remus, Lucius and Narcissa. It is concerning your heirs," the man whispered.

Before Severus knew what has happening he was seated in the Dark Lord's study with Remus beside him and Lucius stepping out of the floo.

Once everyone was seated, Severus took a deep breath. "The Founder's believe that Tobias is a Natural Bearer like Salazar Slytherin was, and he's showing all the signs Salazar did when he was with child."

The silence was deafening before a large wave of sound washed over him. 'Now the fun really starts,' he thought with a sigh before silencing the others and telling them what he had both been told and had observed. 'It's going to be a loooooooong night.'

When Draco reached the Slytherin common room, his ears were assaulted by multiple voices, all asking questions at the same time.

"QUIET!" He moved deeper into the room and collapsed gracefully into the seat he normally sat in and put his head into his hands. The room stayed silent while their Prince gathered his thoughts. "Is everyone in the house here?"

After a few moments 12 'yeses' sounded, as well as The Pack's resounding "Yes Beta." Draco nodded and removed his hands from his face.

"I, Draco Riddle-Malfoy, bonded mate to the Founder's Heir, call upon the name and protection of Salazar Slytherin for the people in these rooms so they cannot speak of what I am about to reveal to none who are already aware. So Mote It Be."

"So mote it be."

"Now that that's over with, what's going on Beta?"

Draco stood. "The information I am about to reveal is going to test everyone in this room whether they are a member of The Pack or not. The next time that Tobias is seen, he must have no fewer than three others with him until the time comes for us to leave. He is NOT to be left alone, is that clear?"

The room resounded with a confident and resounding, "Yes."

He nodded. "Good!" He sat down again.

"Beta? What's wrong with Alpha?" Luna asked as he laid his head back. The room was so quiet you could have sworn you could hear the water in the lake moving.

"He is currently asleep in our bed in the Founder's Room and, depending on how Sev goes in his meeting, he should be there for a week. For those of you who were wondering, no he hasn't been hexed, poisoned, hit with a wayward spell or taken a potion. It turns out that he has possibly inherited one of his many great grandsire's abilities. We think that he may be a Natural Bearer like Salazar Slytherin. The odds that he has this trait are exceedingly high, as he is currently showing all the symptoms of the beginnings of a Bearer with child. Sev is talking to my parents and our Lord about getting a healer we can trust into the Castle, or getting Tobias out."

Draco silently counted to three before Pansy and Ginny squealed in delight. "We're going to have a Neogennito in The Pack!"

Draco sighed, and then decided against restraining the two girls. How he had managed to stand and leave the Snake Pit with no one the wiser, he had no idea – but he was thankful for small miracles.

Four hours after he left the school, Severus was leaving the Headmaster's office after 'reporting' on the meeting. All he wanted to do was fall into his bed and sleep the week away, but he couldn't. He needed to meet his Lord and his Lord's healer in his rooms so he could take them to the young Lord.

A sound drew him from his thoughts. Smirking, he silently glided over to were a particular redhead was to be found with his tongue down the throat of a girl.

"Just because you are a Prefect, Mr Weasley, does not mean you can take bribes to not take points from people," he purred, laughing internally at the look on their faces. "After all, no human would willingly attach themselves to someone like you if there was nothing in it for them." The girl – a fourth year Hufflepuff he realised – flushed with embarrassment as tears filled her eyes.

"Now, I suggest both of you go back to your dors immediately. Mr Weasley, you first, and I will know if you don't get there." He waited until he was positive the Weasel was no longer in hearing before turning to the girl.

"You could do much better than him, Miss Ravel. I suggest staying away from him. As a teacher, I don't want to have to floo your parents with the news that their daughter is pregnant before her 14th birthday to a student two years older than her who wants nothing to do with either her or the child."

He smirked internally as the girl paled. "As I suggested, it would be in your best interest to stay away from him, he is nothing but trouble – If you don't believe me you can ask your Head of House, but for now, you should get to bed – I believe you have me first thing in the morning?"

She nodded and then fled. He smirked and returned to his task with a spring in his step.

Tom entered the Chamber of Secrets with wonder I his eyes. Not even in his youth had he believed that there was more to this place then what he had seen originally. He was astounded by the amount of work his heir had put into his old hideout. He followed the Potion's Master to the room where the four founder's portraits hung.

Severus bowed slightly. "Madam Ravenclaw. The gentleman behind me is Mr Riddle – Tobias' adopted father – and beside him is Mrs Greengrass Snr – his personal healer. They are here to see Tobias, with your permission."

"Of course they have our permission!' Salazar exclaimed, incredulously. "Why wouldn't we allow it? Rick," he whined, "he doesn't think we care about our grandson's wellbeing!"

"They need our permission because we are the entrance to the rooms, Sal," Godric tied to reason with his angry mate. Salazar huffed and left with Godric following him.

"Please ignore them. I told them it was a bad idea to get the portraits done when Sal was with child," Helga shook her head. "You have our permission to enter, but please don't disturb the young Masters – I don't think either of them could keep awake any longer."

Severus paled slightly. "Draco's also being affected?"

Godric smiled sheepishly as he reappeared. "Sal's just watching the boys." He turned to Severus. "Yes, Draco will be affected by this, just not as badly. What occurs this week is the foetus developing its own magical signature and to do that, it absorbs magic from both parents. It is a normal thing to happen between magical child and parents. Don't worry, neither boy will be harmed during this time."

Severus released the breath he was holding. "May we enter?"

The portrait moved and the three of them stepped into the rooms.

"The boy's room is this way. If they are asleep then it might be best to do it without waking them." The three adults stopped at a large set of open doors. Before them, curled together in a way only comfortable for couples who adore each other, were the two boys. Mrs Greengrass smiled softly on the scene before raising her wand and casting several spells on both boys. When she had finished, she indicated for the two men to go back to the main room. They didn't notice that Salazar followed them out.

"Firstly, both boys are perfectly fine heath wise. Mr Gryffindor was correct in saying it was just magical drainage."

"So does that mean?"

"Yes Milord. It does mean that Tobias is expecting. It is much too early to see the little one, but I can tell that there is someone growing in there. So I guess congratulations are in order, Milord."

Tom and Severus collapsed onto the seat behind them in shock.

"They are very powerful individuals with a very powerful bond," Salazar spoke softly. "It took Rick and I nearly two years for me to conceive our first born. What are you going to do?"

Tom looked up. "They are safer here then if I pulled Tobias out for the week. I want to stay here, but I know that I cannot. I trust them – but I'm going to tell that idiot Fudge that if The Pack doesn't sit for their N.E. before the end of this month, I will personally see to it that he will lose not only his job, but his life."

Severus nodded. "Is it safe to give either of them any potions?

The healer shook her head. " Draco can have one pepper-up potion a day, but other than that, neither of them is to have anything else until after this week. Draco will be able to go to classes – but I suggest that he not attend practicals."

Severus nodded. "I will tell my colleagues that both boys are experiencing a magical drain and Tobias has been hit harder than Draco, so he is resting under the eye of his family healer. Draco is well enough to attend lessons with theory, but not practicals and he also is staying under the eye of his husband's healer. When we have our big meeting, I'll tell them when I know that the Buzzard can't over hear us.

Tom nodded in acceptance. "I'm going to go talk to Fudge about getting The Pack to sit their N.E. . I am also going to head off any snooping the old Fool will most assuredly do when my son re-joins the world." He smirked. "Let's see him try and get rid of THIS child before anyone but the parents know of it."

Severus blinked. "Um … milord? What do you mean by that?"

Tom flushed. "In my seventh year, my partner told me he was pregnant. The Transfiguration Professor overheard and convinced him to go to the nurse for a check-up. The next day, he turned up childless, in tears and hating life. Two weeks later I found him stone cold on his bed. He'd committed suicide. That was when I went insane. We were engaged and we couldn't wait to start a family – That was why he had decided to take the potion while we were still in school. I am NOT going to allow him to do the same thing to MY son.

Severus' shock showed on his face. He had not known how much the potion Tobias had made had affected his Lord. He also had not known that his Lord had come to see Tobias as his own son. He smirked internally. He'd love to be a fly on the wall if Tom was ever to meet Dumbledore after the Headmaster had harmed his son in some way. It would prove to be extremely entertaining.

Severus stalked to the Slytherin common room with a scowl on his face. He had one class – ONE CLASS! – out of seven that didn't have at least one Gryffindor in it that day. He'd had no sleep, he was out of extra concentrated pepper-up, something that he normally added to his tea when he'd had to stay up most of the night and to make things even worse, his two favourite students were unable to join today's class!

The wall hiding the Snake Pit opened as he approached, allowing him entrance as the Head of House. He blinked as he entered to find … Chaos.

"Silence!" All movement stopped. "Now – what is going on?"

Blaise stepped forwards, face slightly pale. "We can't find Draco. He came here to tell us what was going on with Tobias, and then he vanished and we can't find him."

Severus squeezed the bridge of his nose. "Did you think to check with the Castle? Or even in the room he now shares with his PREGNANT husband?"

Every person in the Slytherin Common room blushed. Severus shook his head. It was far too early for him to be dealing with this. Taking a deep breath, he calmed down and explained what was going to occur.

Tobias groaned softly as awareness hit him. He felt very stiff and – for some reason – very gritty. Grumbling slightly, he stretched and blinked his eyes open.

"It's good to see you awake youngster. We were beginning to think you were never going to get up."

"How long?"

"Nearly eight days."

"Eight days?"

"Yeah. If I were you, I'd go have a shower while we do something about the bedding and the air in here."

Tobias nodded and sleepily trudged to the bathroom. Half an hour later, Tobias appeared back in the room. "I had the strangest dream. I dreamt that you all told me that I might be pregnant and that I had been asleep for nearly eight days."

The four founders exchanged looks.

"Um … Bi …" Sal started. "I hate to say this but … You are pregnant and you did sleep for nearly eight days."

Tobias paled slightly. "How did Drakontas react? Is he mad at me? What about Pateras and Lykos?"

"Calm down, young one. Your husband reacted like any proud father-to-be would. We don't know how your wolf took it, but your father is adamant about protecting you during this time. You have a letter from him on the bedside table for you to read. Your phoenix left to tell your father that you were awake, so expect a visit from him, Draco's parents and the Wolf at lunch today. Once you have read the letter, you may go – but remember to stay away from the Headmaster."

Tobias nodded and opened the letter. As he was reading, his smile grew. If all went well, His Pack would be out of the school within two weeks, but for now, he was hungry, thirsty and wanted to see his husband. The four founders smiled as their heir left the rooms, not noticing the slight glow he held.

Tobias breathed deeply before the doors to the Great Hall opened. When he walked in, the Hall went silent.

" … Bi?"

Tobias's eyes snapped to those of his husband and he smiled. "Draco …"

No one had ever seen the Ice-Prince of Slytherin move as fast as he did to gather his husband in his arms. "I love you, I love you, I love you," he murmured, a single tear falling from his grey-green eyes to roll down his face. "Don't ever forget that, Tobias. I love you so much, and this gift you have given me – as unexpected as it is – is so amazing. Don't believe for a second that it isn't welcome, because it is."

Tobias melted into Draco's arms, hiding his face in the crook of his neck. The Professors and The Pack smiled at the counter. It was evident – to all who wished to look – that they adored each other. The watched as the two conversed in whispers and soft touches, before Draco gently guided his husband to the Slytherin Table.

The two boys were half-way through their meal when they heard the voices.

"… care if the Queen is in there, Lucius. I want to see my son!"

"Sir please! You know it isn't safe …"

"If it isn't safe enough for me to visit my son, then it sure as Hell isn't safe enough for my son in his condition. Now, are you going to let me in, or do I have to hurt you?"

"Come on, Lucius," a female voice now sounded. "I want to see my boys so if you don't move, I'll let Remus at you. You are – after all – keeping him from his Neogennito."

The Pack smirked as the door opened quickly to reveal two blondes, a sandy-haired brunette and a man with red-streaked black hair, a pair of rose-tinted glasses and a muggle suit. Tobias and Draco stood slowly.

"Pateras?" Tobias asked shakily, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Tom smirked and raised the glasses, revealing azure eyes. Tobias walked to him before almost throwing himself into the waiting arms of the older man.

"Are you disappointed with me, Pateras?"

"No Gios. I'm not disappointed with you. What you have is special – don't do anything to ruin it."

"I won't Pateras. I promise"

Lucius, Narcissa and Remus stepped forwards as Tobias left his father's embrace and returned to Draco's.

"We hear that congratulations are in order," Remus stated with a smile. "We are here to make sure you are okay and to celebrate. After your last lesson, meet us in the entrance hall. We're taking you out for dinner tonight."

"We only have Potions after this, Sir," Draco told the man before him respectfully. "Professor Snape has assured me that he has something Tobias can do that won't harm anyone. He's even given him permission to use his personal lab."

Tom turned to face the Potion's Master. "Thank you Severus. I know how much he stresses when he is bored."

The adults laughed, knowing how true it was. Tobias blushed, thinking of how he'd reacted the fortnight before his wedding. The laughter stopped when the Headmaster stood, his anger only just visible in his eyes.

"I am sorry to be rude, but who are you?"

Tom went serious within the blink of an eye. "I am Randal Johns, Tobias' adopted father, and who might you be?"

Albus blinked in surprise. This man hadn't heard of him? Where had he been all his life?

"I am Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Tom just looked at him levelly. "So you are the one responsible for everything that has happened to my son. I will give you a warning old man. You come anywhere near MY son – particularly while he is in such a delicate state – and I will show the world just how dangerous I can be – muggleborn or not."

Albus frowned. "Your son is fine. I've had no reports saying that he had been to the Hospital Wing …"

Tom smirked. "Of course you wouldn't have. My personal healer has been attending him. Well, since I am here I may as well make an announcement. Anyone who threatens my son will be on the receiving end of my wand. It has been confirmed that he is with child. I'M GOING TO BE A GRANDPAPPY!"

Everyone who knew that 'Randal Jones' was really the Dark Lord Voldemort stared at him in astonishment. Tom just grinned.

"Hey! I may be a businessman and dangerous when my family is threatened, but my Son has a grandchild for me to spoil growing inside him. I have the right to act like a child on Christmas morning!"

Looking at the time, the happy family left the hall and headed to the Dungeons, leaving a still shocked hall behind them.

Names:

Neogennito – Cub

Pateras – Father

Lykos – Wolf

Drakontas – Dragon

Gios – Son