Ok now this chapter is a bit shorter than the last, but it's only because it's the starting point for a new love. There is a slight time skip, and will be more in future chapters believe me. Again sorry it's short but it's a mere interlude for one of the minor pairings.

Still not going to have Dumbledore appear for a while, but Molly and Ginny will get their parts in later on. Percy too, but he's not that important anyway.

I don't own Harry Potter.

Enjoy!

A week later:

A whole week had passed since Nott and Astoria were both dragged off to Narwhal Prison, and a full week was all it pretty much took for Ron to heal from his miscarriage. Pomfrey had agreed he could attend classes, but he had to come see her afterwards for a couple of days just in case.

Both ways Ron and his mates had their own justice, and the funeral for their poor son would be held tomorrow afternoon after classes ended. Harry, Hermione, the twins and their mates, Bill, Fleur, Arthur, Charlie, Lucius, Severus, Poppy, McGonagall, Hagrid, and a few friends would be there. The little one was going to be buried in the Malfoy family crypt, as a spell Poppy used told them Draco was the child's biological father. He would be buried next to his grandmother Narcissa, and placed among the Malfoy ancestors.

"That concludes our lesson for today everyone, please clean up your stations and leave your potions on my desk." They were in potions class right now, Harry had partnered up with Hermione while Ron partnered with Blaise and Draco with Pansy.

"Thank you Professor Black." The students did as they were told, but as Harry went to put away his remaining ingredients Sirius stopped him.

"Stay behind after class please Mr. Potter."

"Yes sir." It was difficult addressing Sirius as a teacher now, but Harry didn't want anyone thinking he hadn't earned his grades in potions since the man was his godfather. When the whole class left Harry approached the desk and Sirius put away the potion vials. "Something wrong?"

"No nothing's wrong Harry, I just have a few questions?"

"Is it about class?" Sirius shook his head.

"For starters, how is Ron holding up?" Harry thought back, he hadn't been able to talk to Ron most of the week.

"I haven't spoken to him much, but he seems to be recovering fine. Physical wise I mean, since the funeral's tomorrow." He felt horrible for Ron, no one deserved to suffer such heart-breaking pain.

"It's good that he has Draco and Blaise that would've been their first child."

"Yes, is there anything else?" Sirius nodded.

"Have you noticed how much closer your dad and Hermione have gotten since the summer?" Harry had to admit they did look friendlier.

"Yes, why?"

"Does it bother you?" Harry shrugged.

"Should it? They're just friends Sirius." Sirius gave him an odd look. "What?"

"Harry Remus and I both can see there's more to them than friendship right now. They've been seeing each other privately, sometimes in his office."

"You've been spying on them?" Harry felt mad; Sirius was up to his old tricks again.

"No no we haven't, but when I went to talk to Snape about the funeral I saw him and Hermione talking. I could see an attraction between them Harry and it was proven true when I saw Severus kiss Hermione." Harry's eyes widened.

"K-Kissing..?" he had a feeling this would happen, but he wasn't sure how he'd take it.

"Yes, but it was short. I was about to walk away when I heard Hermione tell him they couldn't be doing this. She said if they kept secretly meeting someone would catch on, and she didn't want to hurt you. Severus agreed, but Harry I could see that he loves Hermione, the same love he had for your mum."

"Are you sure?" Sirius nodded.

"I can spot love a mile away pup, but I think you need to speak with your dad about this. Let him know what you think because it's your opinion that matters to him the most."

"What can I say, I mean he's a grown man and he can have any woman in the world or man but Hermione? She's like a sister to me but…" Harry stopped himself. "Wait…"

"What is it?" Harry thought for a moment, all the looks that Hermione and his dad had exchanged over the last several months. Every look every word, every talk had all come back into his head and he suddenly remembered the same looks he and Lucius had when they first started out.

"Maybe…yeah I need to talk to them both." Sirius just nodded at him. "I'll see you later Sirius, I mean Professor Black." Sirius chuckled.

"You too Mr. Potter." Harry laughed and grabbed his books before leaving. Thankfully he had a free period after potions, so he could probably make time to talk to his father.

"Harry?" he spotted Hermione waiting for him at the end of the dungeon hall. "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, just wanted to know how Ron was. I need to go see my dad, and I want you to come with me." she stared at him.

"What for?"

"Just come on, ok?" she nodded reluctantly and followed him into his dad's, well the headmaster's office. "Serpent's tongue." The gargoyle moved aside for them. As they walked up they could hear Lucius and Severus talking; Harry knocked on the door and it was answered by Lucius.

"Harry, Ms. Granger come in." he let them slip past him.

"Please sir, in private you can just call me Hermione."

"As you can call me Lucius, seeing as Harry is my mate." Hermione just smiled.

"Shouldn't you two be in class?" Severus looked up from his desk.

"We have a free period right now, but I was wondering if I could talk to you and Hermione alone?" Harry looked at Lucius who only nodded.

"I'll take a walk through the castle, I'll be back." The blonde kissed Harry's head and left the room, and Severus had a look of worry cross his face.

"What's this about Harry?" Hermione didn't hide the nervousness in her voice.

"I think you know Mione, and I think you do too Dad." Severus stood up slowly. "I know you two…well you're…not really friends are you?"

"Of course we are."

"I mean dad you're more than friends, or you want to be right?" the two exchanged looks, Hermione's face turned red.

"Harry…I don't know how to say it exactly but…" she glanced at Severus again. "I really, really like your dad more than I've ever liked anyone else, I mean in boys. He's smart, he's charming, he's honest, and not bad looking for his age I admit but…the truth is that I didn't want to go further than friendship because I was afraid you would hate me." Harry sighed.

"Hermione I could never hate you, who you date is your business. I can't say I'm not shocked, but I want you to be happy." He turned to Severus. "And for you to be happy."

"You mean that Harry? You honestly wouldn't mind if I got together with Hermione?" Harry walked up to his dad.

"Dad I know you've been lonely since mum died, and I'm not a child anymore. Hermione's of legal age so as far as I'm concerned you aren't breaking any rules. I can see you two have something, you're both smart and brutally honest, not to mention you can be quite annoying when spouting knowledge in everyone's faces." Hermione giggled then put on her stern face.

"Hey!" Harry just shrugged.

"Sorry Mione, it's the truth." She punched his arm for that. "Ow!"

"Hmph." She crossed her arms over her chest.

"Harry, are you sure you wouldn't mind?" Severus walked around and put both hands on Harry's shoulders. "I'm…"

"Dad don't start degrading yourself, I'll admit I'm not too happy about this but…I think you both deserve each other." Severus smiled and hugged Harry to him.

"Thank you son." Harry hugged him back.

"You're welcome dad." He turned and hugged Hermione too. "Oh and if you by any chance take things further, don't expect me to call you Mummy." Hermione just laughed.

"If you call me that I will have to hex you into next year. I am far too young to be called your mum." Harry laughed and hugged her again.

"Just make sure you guys see each other in private, you know once word gets out of this it'll be fourth year all over again."

"I agree, Severus?"

"Same, plus I wouldn't want the Weasley girl sticking her nose into our business again." Severus came up and hugged Hermione around the waist, then kissed her cheek. "Beautiful." She blushed and Harry recoiled.

"Ugh don't do that while I'm here!" he covered his eyes and his only response was a loud wet kiss. "I'm out!" he ran out the door, but ended up bumping into Lucius in the corridor.

"Careful there, everything ok?" Harry straightened himself up.

"Yeah, yeah everything's fine; just had a word with dad and Hermione." Lucius stared him down. "I said it was ok, strange but ok."

"Very well, now since you have a free period would you care to join me in a walk through the gardens?" Harry sighed.

"I do have homework Lucius."

"So? You have time to do it tonight."

"Well tonight we have time to be together; right now I'd like to catch up on my work. I do have NEWTs coming up you know." Lucius rolled his eyes.

"Then at least allow me to help you." Harry glared.

"No way, the last time I let you help me you made me rewrite the whole assignment twice."

"That's because your penmanship needs work." Lucius ruffled Harry's hair and the teen just laughed. "Shall I do it again?"

"NO!" Harry didn't mean to shout. "I mean no you aren't critiquing my homework but you can help me out if I need it. Ok?"

"Ok that's fine, garden or our rooms?" Harry looked out the window.

"Garden, it's a nice day out."

"It's wet out though, the snow?"

"Maybe if I get done early we can have a little fun." Harry winked.

"Alright then." Lucius just smirked and as they entered the gardens the blonde formed a snowball and hit Harry's head.

"Hey!" Harry dropped his bag and threw one at Lucius. He hit the man's back and ended up getting another in the face. The fight continued on until they were both soaked from the snow, but Lucius used his wand to dry them off.

Harry never did get to do his homework, and of course he was going to have to explain to McGonagall why his hands and face were so red from the fight.

Sorry it's short, but like I said it's an interlude.

Next chapter will contain the funeral for Baby Boy Weasley-Malfoy, then afterwards I'll throw in a little romance for Lucius and Harry, maybe even throw Ginny in not sure yet.

R&R please.

Later!