After updating the Weasleys on the truth of the situation, they Apparate to Potter Manor, where Draco leads Leo up to their bed by his tie, Charlie following, stripping all the way.

The following morning, they Floo into Charlie's quarters at the school, which has the ginger wishing his brother was there to describe the site he is seeing.

Leo places his self in the middle of the room and claps his hands once. Slowly separating them, palms out, magic swirls around the room, brushing around them as well.

Eventually, it settles into the walls and Leo drops his hands with a smirk. "Now only the three of us can get in. Sev was telling me how Dumbledore likes to waltz right into his room as he pleases."

"Good. Now let's get to breakfast."

"Look at you Draco, taking the lead." Charlie is smirking as well.

"Of course. I am a Malfoy."

The three stroll into the Great Hall a few minutes later. Charlie breaks off to the Head Table, taking his seat at the end where Hagrid normally sits.

Draco, in his imperial visual sweep of the room, notices the Purebloods looking at them in more respect. Leo now holds a power that not even those in Gryffindor can deny now.

When the owls come in, they get some satisfaction out of seeing an undeniable red envelope being placed in front of Ginny, who pales considerably.

The owls, Leo notes, seem to wing it out of the room much faster than usual.

Draco, as an afterthought, places a spell over Leo's highly sensitive ears. Howlers got their name for a reason after all.

Reluctantly, the girl taps the envelope with her wand. And the three find out that Molly must have realized what her two youngest have said, as it is her voice that comes out.

"RONALD! GINEVERA!

" HOW DARE YOU EVEN THINK THE THINGS YOU HAVE SAID TO MY HONORARY AND FUTURE STEP CHILD. YOU HAVE BROUGHT DISHONOR TO THE WEASLEY AND PREWITT NAME. IF YOU STEP ONE TOE OUT OF LINE, YOU WILL BE DISOWNED.

"Congratulations again Charlie, Harry, Draco."

The letter shreds itself and those immediately around Ron and Ginny move a little further away. Originally, it was because of the Howler, but even the thought of being disowned is a shameful thing.

What Leo was not expecting was his House Mates standing and dropping their freshly delivered parcels in front of him and Draco.

"It is traditional to give gifts when a Bonding is announced," explains Draco in his ear before continuing to politely thank everyone as they drop something off.

After they have a seat, other students come by to do the same thing.

One of the last to do so was Luna who drops a hand made necklace over Leo's head, then Draco's, before strolling as calm as you please up to Charlie.

He stands to greet her, and leans down so she can place it over his head. "Thank you." She smiles at him before going back to her seat and he reclaims his.

That spurs on the women at the Head Table to do start depositing their gifts. Flitwick delivers his. Snape just hands his over as they are side by side.

Dumbledore, who waits until the last, to drop his off, then leaves out the side door.

Hermione rises and approaches the two Slytherins swamped in parcels.

"It is sort of... purple, but I thought it would make it easier to transport your gifts. I'm sorry I didn't get you anything, I didn't know about this. But I will!"

"I don't care much about the color. Thank you very much. Don't worry about it, I didn't know either."

She smiles and leaves Leo to carefully place the packages in the small handbag.

Severus had give Charlie on of the many bags on his person for the same purpose. The ginger, after adding Charms to make the bag bottomless and such, uses magic to load the gifts magically.

Both tuck the bags away for later.

"We have our work cut out for us," mutters Leo on their way to class.

"Just think, thank you cards will have to be sent out to every person."

"You sound more smug than what you should."

"This is something I am used to."

"The gifts, how did they know what to get when most don't even know us that well?"

"They can make an educated guess on such things like color and design, but typically the standard gifts are things for the house that the Bonded will live in together."

"Oh, like a wedding then."

"Not quite. Weddings are seen by Purebloods by a low level Bonding. It is a modern equivalent for everyone ignorant of the Old Ways. A wedding is a ceremony to bond two families together, and everything you see a wedding to be.

" Bondings are different. They need a ritual to bind participants mind, soul, or magic."

"I don't remember a ritual." Leo whispers back after a moment. Now they are waiting on Severus to open the door.

"Creatures Mating is the Ritual. People need a ritual to perform the magic Creatures do automatically. Our Bond is also the deepest of them, binding us with all three."

"I see."

The door slams open and the class files in, quietly taking their seats.

Fifteen minutes in, Leo's chest burns with an urgent summons, making the powder in his hand slip, too much going in, causing an almost instantaneous explosion.

Leo's instincts had him casting a containment shield -with a colorful 'fuck' - which stops the explosion from going more than six inches from his cauldron, but did not lessen the explosive sound that comes forth.

He waves his wand, banishing the mess as he picks up his bag, and leaves the room.

Severus had no time to reply in the thirty second event, so he turns to Draco, arms crossed.

"Fifty points from Slytherin for the language, zero for the potion, tell him he has detention tonight, and I suggest the rest of you pay attention."

Nothing less would be expected of him, but he felt a slight tingle in his Mark, letting him know Leo was called. He also feels the little vampire go into his room and disappear, meaning he used the Floo.