A/N: Hello all! I'm back! As promised on my profile... here is the latest chapter. I am writing this fic in real time so expect a few delays... I shall endeavor to deliver them weekly though. I'd love to hear what you all think so please review. Enjoy!


Luna hummed softly, curled up in Harry's sofa and spared the new-comers a bright smile before staring at some unknown creature. Neville didn't mind much but Hermione had an annoyed expression at finding the girl there.

"Have a seat." Harry invited. "We will have to be quiet, Draco is asleep."

"Harry, why don't you just put up a silencing charm?"

"Two reasons. One Draco would kill me for trying to keep him out of the discussion. Second… I didn't think of it." Luna giggled.

"Neville or I can put them up." Luna offered. Harry just grinned.

"So, what's this about Harry?" Neville asked after making sure Draco wouldn't be disturbed.

"A few things. Firstly, I wanted to let you know Draco is pregnant and we will be getting married soon."

"I suspected it. Congratulations Harry." Neville beamed and gave his friend a hug.

"Thank you." Harry smiled and continued in a somber tone. "Unfortunately, we are all in danger. You know something about what happened at Hogsmeade. Severus was kidnapped, tortured and might have died if we didn't save him. We have reason to believe that they have a hit list. Severus and Draco are on the top for defecting. Followed by all of us."

"What about Ron?"

"He already knows. Since you all are targets we decided you deserved to be kept updated." They nodded, even Hermione. "Don't go out of the castle; if you have to leave, wear the least conspicuous clothes and use glamour. Never go anywhere alone if you can help it. We still have junior Death eaters around, be careful in the castle. If anything happens send me a patronus immediately."

"Or Ron."

"Yeah. I'd rather not put Draco or Sev in danger." Harry sighed.

"What's wrong?" Neville asked.

"He doesn't like putting the babies at risk." Luna informed him.

"Oh… but Snape…? Merlin… you mean… he… oh…" Neville blushed as Luna smiled at him.

"I won't let anything happen to any of us."

"We. We won't let anything happen." Neville corrected.

"We." Harry agreed. "I have a team outside working to find their base and their number. Once the Intel comes in, we can plan. Thankfully, Kingsley will be able to help… though his aurors are at best incompetent. Minerva will coordinate with the order. I am sure with all of us, they won't stand a chance."

"Looks like you got it covered." Neville smirked.

"I hope so, Nev."

"Harry… have you tried scrying?" Hermione asked after a while.

"Scrying?"

"If we know even one person on the group, then we may be able to gain their location and extra information with the method. I vaguely remember reading something. It could throw some light on the investigation, if anything."

"Yes but I get the feeling it is a vague branch of magic?" She nodded. "Do we know anyone who can effectively use it?" he asked bluntly.

"But it might be worth a try." She protested weakly and a determined look appeared. "Let me research it and see what we can do. If there isn't anything else? I'll get to researching."

"You do that. Thanks Mione." Harry smiled softly. He was glad his best friend was somewhat coming around but he was still a bit wary. She nodded and left, no doubt making her way to the library.

"You look worried." Neville prodded.

"Draco is the most vulnerable right now."

"Don't worry, Harry. I told you I will protect them. Draco will have his magic under control soon."

"Why are you so sure Luna?" Harry asked not quite believing the proclamation.

"I researched. Draco told me about the ritual he performed. He isn't the first Veela to try such a thing. Unfortunately, Grindelwald destroyed Veela libraries, so the information was lost. I have been searching my family library or what's left of it. Lovegoods have been scholars above all else and the library reflects that- there are some rare and obscure books. I found a medical journal of a Veela Healer from the sixteenth Century. She has detailed the condition. A little more restoration work and I will have the recipes for the potions. I'm sure Professor Snape would brew them well."

"Luna… you sound eerily like Hemione." Neville noted dryly.

"I am a Ravenclaw!" She huffed in annoyance. "Just because I can see creatures others can't… really!"

"Thank you Luna. I truly appreciate it." Harry tried his best to be soothing.

"Anything for my brother." She grinned. Harry gave her a one armed hug.

"Mind if I ask what you two are talking about? I am a bit lost."

"Sorry Neville. Draco tried suppressing his heritage when he realized I was his mate. It was war and we were on opposite sides." Neville nodded thoughtfully. "The ritual succeeded but when… well when I kissed him, the spell broke. His magic is going haywire. He will shift to his avian form when the core gets suddenly depleted. He might not be able to cast spells at random times. He feels weak most of the time. The pregnancy makes things worse. The kids are protected but they draw more on his energy. If he gets into a conflict…"

"He won't" Luna protested.

"Well, I wasn't expecting something like that but I understand. I'll keep an eye out for him. I believe Blaise is safe?"

"Yeah. Blaise has been there for Draco when I can't be. They are best friends."

"Oh and Hermione?"

"I don't know. I am wary of her…"

"What happened?" Harry blinked realizing Neville had no idea and settled down to tell him the whole story.

"So, Hermione may or may not have seen the light. We best be careful." Neville decided.

"Yeah. It's not ideal but I am not taking chances when it comes to Draco and my children."

"Should I talk to her?" Neville asked. Harry shrugged.

"I don't know if it would do any good."

"She might need a friend though."

"Yeah. I hate that I can't support her right now." Harry sighed miserably.

"Don't worry, Harry or you'll get grey hairs." Neville joked.

"Not that you won't look hot with a few grays." Luna added.

"Draco might decide he likes the mature look." Neville continued.

"O shut it. Both of you!" Harry growled and moment later they burst out laughing.


Severus eyed the red head lounging on the bed with a come-hither look on his face. He had to sigh. He supposed it was his doing but it was still very trying.

"We have to get back to school sometime."

"I am not ready to share you yet."

"Come on Ron, you're being impractical."

"But Sev! What if you decide to ignore me again? What if the castle will remind you…"

"I promise nothing of the sort will happen."

"No?"

"No. I love you Ron. I am sorry for not understanding the situation and being a git but I am not about to ever lose you again. That's why I gave you that ring. As soon as you get out of Hogwarts, I am hoping you will marry me."

"As soon…" Ron's eyes widened and he pounced on his love and began ravishing his mouth.

"I understand you are excited…"

"You have no idea." Ron laughed. "I'll make you happy."

"You already have. More than you will ever guess." Severus smiled at the happy look on Ron's face. He was well aware his actions the past month would make the younger man very unsure about their relationship. However, Severus also knew he would never make such a mistake again. They were stronger together- he hadn't understood that before.

"I love you."

"I know but do you trust me?" Severus asked.

"Of course."

"Then promise we can go back tomorrow." Severus lifted an eyebrow daring the young man to say otherwise.

"Bloody Slytherins." Ron muttered before slumping onto Severus' chest. "Fine, you win. But if you ignore me again, I will take you even if you were in a class full of kids."

"Really?" Severus asked amused.

"Really." Ron muttered. Severus chuckled and ran a hand through the silky red locks. This childish side of Ron was oddly endearing.

"I won't give you a chance then."

"Aww… I thought it'd be kind of hot." Ron whined.

"Mr. Weasley! I do not wish for others to see you naked. Only me."

"Only you, huh? I can live with that." Ron kissed him gently. Severus was finally being a bit possessive and Ron intended to foster the feeling some more.


"Severus! Ron!" Draco tumbled into the Potions master's domain as soon as he heard they were back. Blaise sauntered in behind him at a sedate pace.

"Hey Draco. How is everything?" Ron grinned at him.

"Wonderful. The others have been informed and Harry says there is a good chance we will know the location soon within a week."

"Any idea what we will do?"

"Whatever it is, I can't join in." Draco pouted.

"It's alright. I'm sure everyone will let you watch their memories."

"I suppose." Draco nodded. "Guess what?"

"What?"

"Luna says we are having twins."

"What?! Really? Double trouble?"

"Hey!"

"I mean congrats." Ron amended. "I just hope they are nothing like Fred and George."

"Even if they are… we'd love them." Draco beamed.

"How is your health?"

"Better. Still turn into a bird occasionally. I actually need Sev to brew some tricky potions." He told Ron about Luna's discovery.

"I know Harry will be relieved."

"Draco?" Severus walked in.

"Hello Sev! I'm having twins!"

"Well… It is Potter and he likes getting himself into trouble. I am not surprised."

"My kids are not a trouble!" Draco protested.

"Of course not. Not trouble just like you. Just like Harry." Severus smirked as Draco scowled. Ron snickered; from what he knew Draco had been a right menace as a child.

"Anyway. Please be still." Draco said seriously and pointed his wand at Severus. Ron moved to protest but Draco had timed it just right. "O dear. Luna was right." Draco grinned.

"What did you do?" Ron growled. Severus gaped, having recognized the spell, and was trying not to crumple to the floor in shock.

"Sev can tell you! Later!" Draco ran off.

"What's with him? What did he do?" Ron stared at Severus. The older wizard looked paler than usual and about ready to faint. Ron guided him to the sofa and asked again.

"You might want to sit down." Severus mumbled and wiped his face tiredly.

"Okay… is everything alright?"

"What? Oh… yes, everything is fine… I think so anyway…"

"Sev?"

"Give me a moment."

"Alright." Ron settled for rubbing slow comforting circles on Severus' back. Severus took a deep breath and looked into the blue eyes he adored so much.

"Well… how do you feel about kids?" he asked uncertainly.

"Kids? I love them. One day I hope we are lucky enough to have one or two… though that healer that comes to see Draco did say it was rare between male partners. Why?"

"So… you want to have kids, right?"

"Of course. If we can't have one than I was going to ask you to adopt an orphan… What's wrong Severus? Is this about Draco?"

"No… it's… Draco just cast a spell on me…"

"Yes?" Ron nodded totally clueless.

"It's a spell to… um… check if one is with child…"

"Oh…" Ron was still confused.

"It came out positive."

"Oh. I don't see how that's… Wait what?!" Ron's eyes widened comically.

"It appears, I am pregnant." Severus said feeling silly himself.

"Oh… is it… what am I saying… of course it's mine… Mum will be happy… Merlin… I am going to be…a dad… I'm going to be dad… Dad… I'm going to be a DAD!" Ron laughed hysterically. "Oh this is wonderful! We've got to get you checked. Potions… Wait can you brew anymore? If not we need to find a good source… Oh Merlin we're going to have a kid!" Ron squeezed Severus happily. "You're pregnant!" he squealed.

"I take it you're happy." Severus said dryly but there was a small smile on his lips.

"Of course! Aren't you?" Ron's smile dropped a little. "Are you unhappy, Sev?" He asked worriedly.

"I am happy… I was afraid you'd not want it and I'm just concerned."

"Of course I want it! Why are you concerned?"

"There are people after our lives."

"I know but I also know we will be fine." Ron told him, relieved he wasn't questioning if Ron wanted the kid anymore. "Look, don't worry about such things. Harry, myself, Neville and Luna have gone through a lot of situations. We can handle it and keep you and Draco and the kids safe. I'll keep our little family safe." Ron whispered.

"Little? I'd say it's a large one, Ronald." Severus grinned. "There is all your family, Harry, Draco, Blaise and it looks like Neville and Luna will be a part of it. Then there is Minerva and Filius. Hagrid too, I suppose."

"Merlin! You're right!" Ron laughed happily. "This little Snape will be loved and spoiled, huh?"

"I believe so. I can play the strict father." Severus said happily.

"Mother, you mean." Ron chuckled at the wholly shocked expressing his mate had.


"It spreads fast." Severus replied dryly.

"Well, Draco is happy to share this with his godfather." Harry walked in, now sure the man was not brewing something fragile.

"I suppose."

"What's wrong? Did Ron…"

"No! No, Ron couldn't be happier."

"Then?"

"You know they want me, Harry." Severus sighed. "If something like last time happens I could lose the child…"

"You won't be in that situation, Severus. After the attack I hired people I trust to guard us. If you need to go out let me know. I will come with you along with hidden members of my guard."

"Really now?" Severus raised a brow. "Harry Potter and planning? I am not sure I can believe it."

"Severus." Harry growled playfully. "I can plan very well, I'll have you know."

"We shall see." Severus smirked. Infuriating man.

"Just try not to go out of the castle? I told the same to the others. And to keep an eye on the junior Death eaters."

"I know. Stop treating me like I can't take care of myself."

"It's not that you can't… you don't have to take care of yourself. Let us take care of you." Harry smiled. "I actually came here to request a few things."

"A few things?" Severus raised an eyebrow at the audacity.

"A few." Harry nodded. "Luna found a cure for Draco. Ancient Potions… I'm not sure I would trust anyone but you for it."

"Are we sure they will work?"

"Yes. It's from the journal of Healer George K. Hale." Severus' eyes widened. "I take it you have heard of him?"

"He was a famous healer in the sixteenth century, known for advances in the healing of magical creatures as well as some of the most useful techniques wizards use today."

"Yep. Luna's, rather Lovegood library had one of his original journals. She will bring a copy to you after restoring the entire thing."

"That's generous of her."

"She said you could do plenty good with it and that such a treasure should belong to you."

"Seems I failed in making her fear me then."

"Fear? I suppose. But you haven't failed inspiring respect."

"What was the other matter?" Only a faint blush accompanied the abrupt change in topic.

"Warding. I would like your help in warding our new place."

"By the sea?"

"Yeah. I want to have the wedding there but I don't want to risk our safety."

"Why not Ronald?"

"I'd take him but he is terrible with wards. His forte is defense and charms, if not strategy." Harry shrugged.

"Very well. When?"

"Anytime you are able to spare a few long hours."

"This weekend then."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome Harry." Harry nodded and left the man to his potions.


Severus got to work on the potions as soon as Luna delivered the recipes and any and all information on the particular problem Draco was having. Severus went over the entire thing with a fine toothed comb and found the conclusions to be same as the dreamy looking Ms. Lovegood. To Severus Snape, it answered just why the girl was in Ravenclaw. He had wondered and failed to recognize that her behavior was just a mask to hide her intelligence. Well, each to his own.

Draco whined about the potions but Luna convinced him it was best for the babies. It calmed him down and he obediently took the potions… for now. Luna, to everyone's amusement, had become the primary caretaker for the blond. She mothered him, fussed around him and scolded him as the occasion arose. It was fun to watch.

Neville often joined Harry in planning and they left the two blonds to whatever they felt like doing. Ron was still too insecure to leave Severus alone for too long; the pregnancy just made him more protective. He did come for an hour or two to spend time with the gang. Then there were classes. With all the things going on, it was a wonder any of them even attended- they didn't have a choice as Minerva was always keeping an eye on them.

Through the somewhat peaceful time, Harry and Severus managed to sneak away to ward the new home. They worked in silence the first Saturday they had managed to attach their clingy mates to each other. It took massive power to set up the kind of wards Harry wanted. The second Saturday he enlisted Bill's help and the task went smoother. It was on this Saturday that Severus decided he and Harry needed to talk. So, after Bill left, he and Harry sat on the porch with tea.

"What did you want to talk about?"

"You're stressing yourself out." Severus said bluntly.

"How can I not?" Harry sighed, knowing it was useless to lie to the man who could read him like a book.

"Share the burden." He suggested.

"I am. Neville is helping, so is Ron. I can't possibly add more to Draco's stress or yours."

"Still, it is not good Harry. I can handle myself. Please, tell me what's going on?" Harry considered it and sighed. It would be useful of Severus knew everything. The man was older, wiser and he knew these people better than anyone else. He could use the fresh perspective.

"Alright. We know Mulciber and Avery are involved in the whole thing. The others' identity is not known. The problem is we can't find them. When we think we have them, it is only to realize the bastards moved! My team has been working tirelessly to root them out but they are as slippery as an eel! I don't know how to get an upper hand."

"Have you considered a spy?"

"No." Harry shook his head. "It's not possible to have a spy. The people I am working with would never associate with that lot. Besides I had them all swear an oath to keep it all to themselves unless I give them permission."

"Then…"

"It seems they anticipated it and keep moving."

"How do you know Mulciber and Avery are part of it?"

"One of the team spied on them. The person was alone so she sent a message to get the others but before they reached she noticed them disappearing. At first, we thought there was some sort of mission… until the wards fell and we realized the place was abandoned. Mulciber was still around removing the magical traces left behind and the wards. He escaped. Something similar happened at another location and I saw Avery."

"You've been hunting them too?!"

"Of course. But I am careful. Mostly the team does the work and report to me and we only go out if we have information. Plus a few aurors are stationed to help at a moment's notice. Minerva also is ready if we need the order."

"They've been getting away despite the planning?" Severus asked incredulously. Harry was going about it very shrewdly but still they weren't caught. He didn't like this at all. There were only a few in the dark order who could pull it off.

"Unfortunately. Someone talented is running things. I also think they may have figured it out that someone is hunting them."

"I see…" They sat lost in their thoughts for a while. "I don't like this… from what you've told me, there are only a few members of Voldemort's followers that could pull it off."

"Any ideas?"

"Most are dead… Bellatrix used to be good but with her now mental state, I wonder. Besides all Lestranges fell in the battle. Yaxley is cunning, not very but he could have planned this, but he should be in Azkaban awaiting the kiss. Last possibility is Lucius."

"You think Lucius… but Narcissa said he locked himself in his suite! He doesn't have a wand… surely…"

"He might not be there at all times. Lucius may have hidden a second wand somewhere that the aurors did not find. He can apparate easily if he has a wand. He knows the manor… it is his house."

"Are you serious? Damn it. I guess we need to check his whereabouts every now and then."

"Why?" Severus frowned.

"Cissa sees him at all meals. It must mean he only goes for meetings and such without her knowledge. He is creating himself an alibi… that is if he is involved. We might as well track him."

"It would be prudent. I'd also track Jackson Avery. He is in Slytherin and may have secret contact with his father."

"Yeah… Sev? How many kids are a danger to us?"

"About ten. The younger ones are uncertain. Ten were marked."

"I see." Harry sighed. "I hope we all will be safe."

"We will." Severus declared. "We will protect our family."

"Of course."


Harry watched amused as Draco pouted and refused to take the foul tasting potion. Luna was glaring at him while Neville tried to calm them both down.

"Draco Malfoy! You will down this right this instant!" Luna glared ignoring poor Neville.

"No! I hate it!"

"Doesn't matter! Take it!"

"No! Harry help me!"

"You know you have to, love. It's so you can get better." Harry tried to reason, only succeeding in increasing the pouting.

"Draco…" Luna sighed with exasperation. "Don't you want your babies to be born healthy?" Luna asked. Harry thought it was a very slytherin move. Draco's glare got even more deadly… if looks could kill….

"They haven't been doing anything!" Draco whined. "Been taking them for a week but I'm still weak!"

"I know. It won't start showing results until the end of this week. It's supposed to be like that." Luna explained looking tired. "Come on… don't be so difficult Draco. The potions are helping even if you don't feel it yet."

"But…"

"Please love?" Harry pleaded, deciding he could play the 'soft' card.

"Are you sure these foul tasting horrid potions are helping?" Draco asked staring at the annoying yellow potion sitting on the coffee table.

"Yes." Luna answered firmly.

"Fine. But if nothing happens by the end of this week, I refuse to torture myself!" Draco declared. Luna, Harry, and Neville winced. They were sort of hoping he didn't pick up on that. Now, if there was no change the blond would be harder to convince next week. They collectively prayed the difficult pregnant Veela would see some change within the week.

They watched as Draco grimaced and downed the potion. Harry could understand why Draco hated it. Unlike most other potions the foul taste didn't wash out with even the strongest coffee. Harry should know… it seriously impeded their kissing time. No doubt that was another reason Draco hated it. The potion also caused Draco to be drowsy. He thankfully didn't notice as he was taking regular naps but the rest of them could tell. Harry suspected what Draco thought was lack of energy was in fact the drowsy effect of the potion… that would be his argument if needed next week.

Harry dutifully took his mate into his arms and let him cuddle all he wanted. Luna slumped nearby, still glaring at Draco for being a difficult mother to be. Neville just looked relieved. Harry smiled softly at his friends who were more of a family. He noticed Draco nodding off and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead. After he was sure Draco was fast asleep, Harry transferred him to the bed and brought out the maps.

"So ready for some work?"

"Might as well." Luna grumbled.

Harry gave her an amused look and spread out a map of England. His team had provided the list of places that had been checked and found to be abandoned. They divided the list and set to work pinpointing the locations. They were hoping it would give them some sort of idea- maybe a pattern or a central location or anything really. There had to be some criteria the death eaters were looking at. Once finished they sat back and looked at it, trying to analyze the seemingly random locations. It made absolutely no change.

Neville hummed and drew a magical line connecting some of the places. It glowed a soft white and could be removed with a flick of the wand. Luna's eyes brightened and she drew another such line connecting the straggling dots.

"They are roughly in a circle…" Harry noted.

"Yes… but why?" Luna frowned and a few more lines were drawn to find the center for both circles… which had nothing. The center was a piece of land that was supposed to be a marsh unsuitable for anything. That can't be right. They sat back refraining from scratching their heads like some old clichéd notion but were sorely tempted.

"This is stupid." Neville grumbled.

"I agree." Harry replied staring at the wall.

"There has to be something!" Luna protested.

"We aren't getting it…"

"Something is missing…" Harry mused.

"Well… at least we can find possible hideouts. We just need to check out all the abandoned buildings in the radius of ten miles from this… swamp and we will find them and all their hideouts."

"We don't have manpower to set up surveillance everywhere! There must be hundreds of such places."

"Why don't we set up discreet wards that can alert us to someone's presence?" Luna asked.

"Eh… that might work but the sheer number of them…"

"It might work… I have an idea… I'll be back!" Harry beamed and ran out of the room. The remaining two shared a look and shaking their heads went back to studying the map and the information about each of the houses.


It was over an hour before Harry showed his face. Luna and Neville had finished analyzing the documents Harry had acquired and were calmly sipping tea and pondering their results. Harry burst in happily, though the two remained unfazed.

"We have the solution. I've already got the plan moving. In two days we will be ready to place devices that will alert us. The best part? It won't drain anyone's magic and each connected to another device which can tell us where the alert is."

"I don't get it." Neville scowled. Luna though beamed.

"Just know we will know within seconds when they enter a property. Given we have already visited them. It will be only be a few weeks until they get caught." Harry simplified.

"Oh… that's good then. You might want to sit and listen to what we found out."

"Go on." Harry said as he poured himself some tea.

"The hideouts being used are all belonging to Death eaters or their relatives. Some are even distant relatives and don't share the name… like this house." Neville picked up a sheet and handed it to Harry. "Its owner is Felix Summers but a little knowledge about the purebloods and we know he is a cousin by marriage a few times removed to Nott. No blood connection but they are close enough to be aware of a few properties."

"So it isn't random? That would help the search. We need places that are warded and may have some connection to one of the death eaters." Neville and Luna nodded.

"We can also guess a few names according to the properties they used." Luna informed him.

"Like?"

"Nott for one. Yaxley… but he is supposed to be in prison. Maybe they are just using his hideouts? Avery, Jugson, Rowle, Gibbons are all possible members of the rebel group."

"Rebel group?" Harry echoed.

"Why yes! They are rebelling against what you have accomplished and are establishing."

"Luna love, I am not a ruler or something." Harry chuckled.

"Are you the savior?"

"So they say."

"Did you off Voldemort?"

"By luck."

"Are you Lord to Potter, Black, Evanson, Gryffindor and Slytherin?"

"Yes…" Harry answered not liking where this was going.

"Do you do you not have about one-fourth of seats in the Wizengamot?"

"I do… I don't see…" Luna cut him off.

"Are you not the only one with veto rights? Aren't you the leader of light- if not in name but in spirit? You are the richest man in Britain and possibly all of Europe. You have political power. Backing of the public… even The Prophet won't try maligning your name anymore. Not to mention your magic! To add to all that… you are friends with a host of powerful people!"

"Friends? Powerful people?" Harry squeaked.

"Lord Malfoy… future one anyway, is your soon to be husband. You are friends with the minister- he respects you more than anyone! Lord Prince, Lord Prewitt, Lord Longbottom, Lady Bones and her heir, Lady Lovegood, need I go on?" Luna raised an eyebrow.

"Uh… who?"

"Come on Harry!" Luna said exasperatedly.

"I really have no idea what you are talking about!"

"Lord Prince is Severus Snape-Prince. Lord Prewitt, when he gets around to it would be Charlie Weasley, Lord Longbottom is Neville here. Lady Bones is Amelia Bones and her heir is Susan. Daddy stepped down making me Lady Lovegood." She sighed. "Really Potter, you need to know these things.

"Oh…"

"As I was saying… we your friends stand by you as we know you will make the right decisions. Besides we are allowed to knock sense into you from time to time. As such what you want to change will change. There is a new order of things and you are our leader."

"Nev?" Harry turned desperately to his quiet friend.

"She is right Harry." He grinned at the panicked look. "You have everything Voldemort could ever want without even trying. Potters have always been leaders… it's hardly surprising."

"Just what I need… more responsibility." Harry muttered.

"Hush you. You'll be fine. As I was saying… you are setting up a peaceful world and the group causing trouble are the rebels." She said in a tone of finality.

"Alright…" It really was better not to argue with overly smart females who were convinced of something… especially if they were in Ravenclaw and based their conclusions on hard facts. If they claimed you were the leader... then you shut up ans step up.


A/N: Their family is certainly growing and everyone is pitching in to help. Will it be enough?