Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter though I wished that I owned Draco alas
it is not to be. They are the possession of J.K, however Epona Ravenclaw
is mine and has been for much long than Harry Potter has ever existed, I
just made her fit this story. Plus she is properly copy righted as she
appeared first time in back in 1994, when I wrote my first winning short
story which the BBC published in a book of lots of children's stories. I
make no money from this story it is purely for the enjoyment of others.
Authors note: Right, now I have mentioned a disclaimer I am never going to start a chapter with one again. Thanks for taking the time to come check out my first Harry Potter fiction. I know once you have read this your gonna think how is Harry and Draco going to get together in this story, trust me they will. But I am not a fan of happy endings. I think sometimes there are just too many. Warning now, Harry and Draco will not end up together as a couple at the end of this fanfiction. Draco goes on his own merry way as does Harry. So please don't email me begging for them too, it is not going to happen. Ok several years have passed and Voldermort is gone (big sigh of relief) and Sirius did return. In my view he should never have died, so I am going to have Snape have found a way to bring him back, I will hint that Remus and Snape had a brief thing but realising Remus loved Sirius, Snape is going to have done something nice. You have to read to find out what though.
Dumbledore is not a nice guy, I think he twists things to control people and therefore that is how he gets portrayed in this story. And Warning! There will be Draco and Harry Slash in this. Plus lovey dovey stuff with Epona and Draco so you know you have been warned. But this story focuses on Harry and Draco!!!!!! So it is R for a reason please leave now if you don't like it and don't report me I warned you! Reviews are nice and I would love to have some!
So here is Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy in Feet Walk Their Own Way
Chapter One: Times Change, something's don't.
Harry watched in silence, as his girl friend Lauren packed her suitcase. Her sudden decision to leave was not a great shock; actually Harry had been expecting it for sometime.
"I am sorry, Harry." Lauren said folding a pair of jeans and lying them down into the bottom of the suitcase. "I thought that might be we could have a future together. I mean neither of us wanted children or we wanted romantic entanglements because of our careers but it just happened. I fell in love."
Harry walked over to the bed and sat beside the suitcase and began to help Lauren fold her pile of clothes. "I know. I thought you were beginning to fell for Jason not long after we were introduced. It doesn't matter perhaps, it is good for us both in the long run."
With a faint smile, Lauren nodded and continued packing. Picking up everything she had brought into their relationship that was founded on friendship and the need for companionship not passion. It was not that she wasn't beautiful, but Harry had never felt more than a friend to her. Perhaps because it was his fault, Harry thought, folding one of Lauren's skirts. He had never been truly honest with her anyway and well it was not women he was into.
"Lauren, I want to explain to you about why I have never touched you in two years." Harry said looking up at the golden eyes that examined his face, with a slight confused look.
"Are you talking about you being gay, Harry?"
"How did you know?" Harry gasped, suddenly feeling vulnerable. He had never told anyone before that he was gay. Did that mean everyone else knew? Hermione? Ron? The twins? How many knew his secret?
Lauren smiled, and with a giggle place down the stack of CDs she was holding and took Harry's hand. "A guy who has fashion sense, cries in chic flicks and gets their comedy and someone does not take advantage of me and never forgets Christmas, birthdays and anniversaries, has got to be either gay or the perfect guy. And Harry I think you're the gay category type."
Harry could only laugh. "Get investigation work, you all right about me being you know, gay?"
Lauren looked at him for a moment before pushing the suitcase out the way, and sitting beside Harry. "I have no problem about it. I actually I get to keep you as a friend. Straight guys don't really do ex-girl friend friendship very well."
Feeling reassured Harry stood up and kissed Lauren's cheek before leaving her room. He left her to finish packing. After heading down stairs, Harry head for the kitchen and turned on the kettle, then studied the framed photographs on the wall; all of them happy moving images of his past. One thing about Lauren that had really appealed to him was she had known about the secret world of Wizards. Her sister had been a muggle born witch and had attended Hogwarts, so she had no problem living with his potions and spells that had been important to his work. His eyes rested upon on particular photograph; it was of his graduating year group, after the last battle with Voldermort.
Hermione had been head girl and had graduated with honours. Harry hadn't made it to head boy, but like Ron in his final year he had been a perfect. Head boy had been the blond, grey-eyed Slytherin, Draco Malfoy who also graduated with honours like Hermione. In their last year, Draco had been forced to work closely with Hermione and over the course of the year he had lost most of his contempt for Muggle-borns. However his dislike for Weasleys had remained strong, and well Ron and Draco still got detentions for their spats. At least, he reflected Draco had been civil to him even the use of last names had stopped being insults and had just returned to being what they should have been names.
That had been the last day Harry had ever seen Draco. Hermione and Ron had married later that year, but the one person who Harry had fancied throughout most of his teenager life had vanished. Here was the only picture Harry had of that Slytherin that slithered into his heart and had refused to leave. He often wondered what had become of Draco. Was he married to a pureblood witch proving heirs to the Malfoy family? Or was he still single? Making a career of the dark arts and following in his father's footsteps?
"Daydreaming?" Lauren asked interrupting Harry's thoughts on the past.
"Yep," Harry replied. "Just dwelling on my days at Hogwarts."
"And the cute boys you fancied?" Lauren asked grinning wickedly.
Harry half smiled. "There was only ever one, I fancied at Hogwarts. I actually never got to discuss my liking with him. I have only ever dated Muggle men, I was enough of a celebrity in the wizard world to learn that coming out with I was gay, would be slaughter."
"Not into that kind of thing then? The Wizard world I mean." Lauren asked biting her lip.
"Wizards are fine about it, have been for centuries. I mean some wizard males can even get pregnant," Harry said looking directly into Lauren's surprised face. "Just in that world I have to be careful about my image, I can't just be Harry Potter. I like a super hero still to some people there. Especially Mrs Weasley, she had my wedding and what she is going to knit my children already planned out."
Lauren laughed. "I know she is a little controlling but Harry, that is a bit psycho controlling."
Well, that was Mrs Weasley for you. Honest, hardworking, loving and over the top protective about her children and psychotic about having grandchildren to swarm the Burrow. Poor Ron had once taken the most of her nagging about grandchildren, maybe that was why he and Hermione already had two children. But no the force was focused on Bill the bachelor, Charlie who was engaged, Percy was the career man and the twins did whatever pleased themselves like normal and it drove their mother crackers! Actually he should call in and see Fred and George, Harry thought. He was not one hundred percent sure but he assumed that at least George was bi- sexual and Fred could be completely gay, and a cross dresser. Because Harry had seen Fred plenty of times at a club and he would wear a very short skirt and a slip of a top with a very big padded bra.
He should definitely talk to them. Then the thought struck him. Wonder if they knew where Malfoy had vanished too?
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"Draco!" A female voice yelled out the bathroom. "You git! You used all my special body wash!"
Draco Malfoy, or Dray as he had been nicknamed in the Muggle world laughed at the fury sounding in his fiancé's voice. Epona Ravenclaw was a fellow witch who had only just finished her adult training as a witch. She should have gone to Hogwarts at the same time as him, but due to events in the past she had been hidden from the wizarding world as a baby.
Epona appeared wearing nothing but a towel, a scowling look fixed upon her face, her hair drenched and droplets of water dropping from her curly chestnut brown hair. Draco could only laugh harder.
"You are such a horrid insensitive git!" Epona growled grabbing a cushion and whacking him with it whilst trying to hold on to her towel. Draco easily pulled the cushion from her hand and brought her sprawling on top of him. They both giggled for a moment and as he was about to kiss her, a wail arose from Epona's room.
"One day we are going to get a babysitter for our darling daughter, and my dear I shall have you all to myself again." Draco murmured as Epona struggled to sit up.
"Maybe, in eighteen years Draco." Epona said exhaling a sigh. "Whose idea was it for me to have her anyway?"
"A joint effort, I think."
Another cushion sailed through the air and hit Draco square in the face. Lying back he accepted his fate. Epona was going to concentrate on their darling daughter now, not play with him. Pity, Draco thought. He had been looking forward to some quality time with Epona; they had too little of it now with the arrival of Tamsin Saoirse Malfoy.
A thud on the floor outside made Draco sit up and look at the front bay window of their 19th cottage that Epona had inherited off her mother. They had chosen to live there, as Malfoy Manor was too large and cold for raising a young family in. The property that Epona had inherited from her father, had not existed anymore after the finally battle. Sirius Black, who had remarkably returned from behind the curtain of the dead, had exploded the house and most of the death eaters and Voldermort himself up with the house.
Lucius Malfoy had escaped unharmed from the death eaters after making a choice. Voldermort had kidnapped her from her Muggle adoptive parents and brought her to the Riddle house. Voldermort had instructed two death eaters to kidnap Draco; it had been to secure Lucius's loyalty did not switch direction. The act had only enraged his father who swiftly sought out Snape, whom he had known for a long while was a spy and demanded his help. In a cunning plan the Order, Dumbledore commanded had secured the manor and defeated Voldermort. But Lucius had to make a choice between the life of two innocent children and all the power he held so highly.
Love had won over the greed for power, as Lucius had saved a seventeen-year- old Draco from Voldermort and had forever lost his powers as a wizard. That was the true power of the dark mark. Voldermort could control and take any death eaters power with the click of his fingers. Snape had almost lost his powers too but Saint Potter had attacked and saved the Slytherin housemaster.
Shaking his head, Draco stood up and walked to the door. Opening in he saw an owl lying stunned on the lawn. Bloody bird, he thought walked up to the owl and taking the message tied to its leg.
It read:
To All Old Friends and Enemies from Hogwarts!
We the Weasley twins, known to most as Fred and George would like to invite you to the opening of our London club! It is going to be the most happening place around and promised to be the party of the century. Please ASAP a reply back soon to let us know if you're going to be in with the cool crowd for this very hot event.
Please note you may bring a partner of any gender. Cross-dressing is allowed for all you wizards and witches with hidden sides!!!!
Fred and George Weasley.
Draco stared for a long moment at the message. It was a joke, right? Otherwise the Weasley had gone insane. Why would he attend such a spectacle? The message had shocked him; so much Draco had not heard the soft footsteps of Epona coming out holding Tammy in her arms.
"Oh my!" Epona giggled in his ear, surprising Draco. She had read the message over his shoulder. "These must be the twins you told me about. The infamous pranksters of Hogwarts. Do you want to go?"
"What?" Draco asked spinning around to face the innocent smile of his partner.
"We could make a weekend of it," Epona smiled mischievously, her eyes looking up into his with an invite to a very personal idea. "Leave Tammy with her grandparents, I know your parents are away but mine would love to have her. We could book a nice room somewhere and have a nice weekend just for two, no rugrats allowed. How does that sound?"
The more he thought about it, the more Draco liked it. It would also be a chance to meet up with some old friends. Find out how his year from Hogwarts was doing and wouldn't they be surprised to find the old Prince of Slytherin a settled down father and soon to be husband. Plus it was an excuse for him to try persuade his lovely wife to be that they should be thinking about another child soon. It was easy to tell Tammy would be a Ravenclaw, like the many of her female ancestors before her. But with the blood of Slytherin in Malfoy veins, Draco wanted to test his theory that never again would there be another Malfoy in Slytherin; and unlike his father, he prayed that none of his children would be.
Plus it was the perfect opportunity to ravish his beautiful mate, spent time with her and to remind her of how much she meant to him and how he did love her.
"Best tell Flash, we are going away." Draco said as the house elf, Flash appeared at the door.
The poor house elf had one those left without a home after the battle. A form server of the Ravenclaw family, whilst they had been a live, Flash had been tossed about until Epona stepped in and claimed him once more. He was far the best-treated house elf, Draco had ever seen. He had his own room and proper clothes to wear. The cheeky house elf was one of the family.
Family. That was one thing, Draco knew would surprise everyone. Wonder is Pansy ever found out? Draco thought as he tickled his daughter's chin earning a giggle of delight out of her.
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"Harry!" The twins yelled out in greeting in union.
"Hey Fred. George." Harry said with a wave, after a months waiting finally there was news.
After Lauren had left, Harry had come out the closet with the help of Fred and George. Mrs Weasley had cried but had quickly recovered when remained Harry could now actually have babies himself should he decide to want kids. That idea had sparked Molly into planning a nursery that Harry would be proud of. Ron had been shocked but Hermione had elbowed him in the stomach and he had been fine. Hermione had confessed she had known since Hogwarts when she had finally kissed Harry in their sixth year, it had been immediately obvious that Harry's eyes followed someone else and the fact he moaned a guy's name had been reassurance that Harry was definitely gay, and Hermione had found that she truly did fancy Ron and things had led from there.
The media in the Wizard world had a field day with the news, but no one was really interested in the news and the story soon died out, snuffed by the lack of gossip that it should have created. The Ministry had been fine about it too. Harry was still employed by the defence department and had even been promoted to Head of the Defence Against the Dark Arts department. A job that had been his goal since graduating from Hogwarts.
"So what is the news?" Harry asked, his heart thumping with excitement. Had they found everyone? Had they found Draco? "Has everyone replied? Is everyone coming?"
"Hold your horses, Harry." George said pouring out a glass of whisky for Harry. "We got everyone to agree to come but there might be a problem in our plan 'Seduce Sexy Slytherin'."
Fred took over from George. "Draco owled us on Sunday night, sent it back with Madness, you know that old stupid bird of mum's spawn, crashed into our Sunday roast!" Fred exclaimed; Harry smirked imagining the bird covered in gravy with the twins glaring at it probably with a Yorkshire pudding on each of their heads. "Draco is coming but with a woman. Epona Ravenclaw. Name sounded familiar but we couldn't place it."
Harry froze. He knew that name very well. She was the daughter of Voldermort. Dumbledore had petitioned that she should have her memory erased and never be allowed to know of the Wizard World again in fear of what she could do. Some of the death eaters had vowed to serve her now her father was gone. But the Ministry had instead told her to embrace her heritage as she was the last Ravenclaw and one-day Hogwarts ownership would pass to her. It was currently in the hands of the old Hufflepuff heir, Rodderick Hufflepuff.
Apparently the Slytherin heritage did not worry the Ministry like it did Dumbledore and especially Snape. But it had been Fudge's choice not theirs, so she had attend adult wizard collage somewhere in the north and apparently Draco had settled with her after the defeat of Voldermort or had recently met up with her and formed a relationship. It would not be that hard to show Draco that his choice was wrong. A idea began to form in Harry's mind.
"No, plan 'Seduce Sexy Slytherin' is still on." Harry said meeting the twins' eyes. "We just need to adjust the plan though. Epona Ravenclaw is Voldermort's daughter by the last Ravenclaw, Moira. Remember you Hogwarts history it is in there. George think you could handled her?"
"No problem Harry." George smiled, a wicked look lighting up both twins' eyes. "We can handle her."
Authors note: Right, now I have mentioned a disclaimer I am never going to start a chapter with one again. Thanks for taking the time to come check out my first Harry Potter fiction. I know once you have read this your gonna think how is Harry and Draco going to get together in this story, trust me they will. But I am not a fan of happy endings. I think sometimes there are just too many. Warning now, Harry and Draco will not end up together as a couple at the end of this fanfiction. Draco goes on his own merry way as does Harry. So please don't email me begging for them too, it is not going to happen. Ok several years have passed and Voldermort is gone (big sigh of relief) and Sirius did return. In my view he should never have died, so I am going to have Snape have found a way to bring him back, I will hint that Remus and Snape had a brief thing but realising Remus loved Sirius, Snape is going to have done something nice. You have to read to find out what though.
Dumbledore is not a nice guy, I think he twists things to control people and therefore that is how he gets portrayed in this story. And Warning! There will be Draco and Harry Slash in this. Plus lovey dovey stuff with Epona and Draco so you know you have been warned. But this story focuses on Harry and Draco!!!!!! So it is R for a reason please leave now if you don't like it and don't report me I warned you! Reviews are nice and I would love to have some!
So here is Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy in Feet Walk Their Own Way
Chapter One: Times Change, something's don't.
Harry watched in silence, as his girl friend Lauren packed her suitcase. Her sudden decision to leave was not a great shock; actually Harry had been expecting it for sometime.
"I am sorry, Harry." Lauren said folding a pair of jeans and lying them down into the bottom of the suitcase. "I thought that might be we could have a future together. I mean neither of us wanted children or we wanted romantic entanglements because of our careers but it just happened. I fell in love."
Harry walked over to the bed and sat beside the suitcase and began to help Lauren fold her pile of clothes. "I know. I thought you were beginning to fell for Jason not long after we were introduced. It doesn't matter perhaps, it is good for us both in the long run."
With a faint smile, Lauren nodded and continued packing. Picking up everything she had brought into their relationship that was founded on friendship and the need for companionship not passion. It was not that she wasn't beautiful, but Harry had never felt more than a friend to her. Perhaps because it was his fault, Harry thought, folding one of Lauren's skirts. He had never been truly honest with her anyway and well it was not women he was into.
"Lauren, I want to explain to you about why I have never touched you in two years." Harry said looking up at the golden eyes that examined his face, with a slight confused look.
"Are you talking about you being gay, Harry?"
"How did you know?" Harry gasped, suddenly feeling vulnerable. He had never told anyone before that he was gay. Did that mean everyone else knew? Hermione? Ron? The twins? How many knew his secret?
Lauren smiled, and with a giggle place down the stack of CDs she was holding and took Harry's hand. "A guy who has fashion sense, cries in chic flicks and gets their comedy and someone does not take advantage of me and never forgets Christmas, birthdays and anniversaries, has got to be either gay or the perfect guy. And Harry I think you're the gay category type."
Harry could only laugh. "Get investigation work, you all right about me being you know, gay?"
Lauren looked at him for a moment before pushing the suitcase out the way, and sitting beside Harry. "I have no problem about it. I actually I get to keep you as a friend. Straight guys don't really do ex-girl friend friendship very well."
Feeling reassured Harry stood up and kissed Lauren's cheek before leaving her room. He left her to finish packing. After heading down stairs, Harry head for the kitchen and turned on the kettle, then studied the framed photographs on the wall; all of them happy moving images of his past. One thing about Lauren that had really appealed to him was she had known about the secret world of Wizards. Her sister had been a muggle born witch and had attended Hogwarts, so she had no problem living with his potions and spells that had been important to his work. His eyes rested upon on particular photograph; it was of his graduating year group, after the last battle with Voldermort.
Hermione had been head girl and had graduated with honours. Harry hadn't made it to head boy, but like Ron in his final year he had been a perfect. Head boy had been the blond, grey-eyed Slytherin, Draco Malfoy who also graduated with honours like Hermione. In their last year, Draco had been forced to work closely with Hermione and over the course of the year he had lost most of his contempt for Muggle-borns. However his dislike for Weasleys had remained strong, and well Ron and Draco still got detentions for their spats. At least, he reflected Draco had been civil to him even the use of last names had stopped being insults and had just returned to being what they should have been names.
That had been the last day Harry had ever seen Draco. Hermione and Ron had married later that year, but the one person who Harry had fancied throughout most of his teenager life had vanished. Here was the only picture Harry had of that Slytherin that slithered into his heart and had refused to leave. He often wondered what had become of Draco. Was he married to a pureblood witch proving heirs to the Malfoy family? Or was he still single? Making a career of the dark arts and following in his father's footsteps?
"Daydreaming?" Lauren asked interrupting Harry's thoughts on the past.
"Yep," Harry replied. "Just dwelling on my days at Hogwarts."
"And the cute boys you fancied?" Lauren asked grinning wickedly.
Harry half smiled. "There was only ever one, I fancied at Hogwarts. I actually never got to discuss my liking with him. I have only ever dated Muggle men, I was enough of a celebrity in the wizard world to learn that coming out with I was gay, would be slaughter."
"Not into that kind of thing then? The Wizard world I mean." Lauren asked biting her lip.
"Wizards are fine about it, have been for centuries. I mean some wizard males can even get pregnant," Harry said looking directly into Lauren's surprised face. "Just in that world I have to be careful about my image, I can't just be Harry Potter. I like a super hero still to some people there. Especially Mrs Weasley, she had my wedding and what she is going to knit my children already planned out."
Lauren laughed. "I know she is a little controlling but Harry, that is a bit psycho controlling."
Well, that was Mrs Weasley for you. Honest, hardworking, loving and over the top protective about her children and psychotic about having grandchildren to swarm the Burrow. Poor Ron had once taken the most of her nagging about grandchildren, maybe that was why he and Hermione already had two children. But no the force was focused on Bill the bachelor, Charlie who was engaged, Percy was the career man and the twins did whatever pleased themselves like normal and it drove their mother crackers! Actually he should call in and see Fred and George, Harry thought. He was not one hundred percent sure but he assumed that at least George was bi- sexual and Fred could be completely gay, and a cross dresser. Because Harry had seen Fred plenty of times at a club and he would wear a very short skirt and a slip of a top with a very big padded bra.
He should definitely talk to them. Then the thought struck him. Wonder if they knew where Malfoy had vanished too?
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"Draco!" A female voice yelled out the bathroom. "You git! You used all my special body wash!"
Draco Malfoy, or Dray as he had been nicknamed in the Muggle world laughed at the fury sounding in his fiancé's voice. Epona Ravenclaw was a fellow witch who had only just finished her adult training as a witch. She should have gone to Hogwarts at the same time as him, but due to events in the past she had been hidden from the wizarding world as a baby.
Epona appeared wearing nothing but a towel, a scowling look fixed upon her face, her hair drenched and droplets of water dropping from her curly chestnut brown hair. Draco could only laugh harder.
"You are such a horrid insensitive git!" Epona growled grabbing a cushion and whacking him with it whilst trying to hold on to her towel. Draco easily pulled the cushion from her hand and brought her sprawling on top of him. They both giggled for a moment and as he was about to kiss her, a wail arose from Epona's room.
"One day we are going to get a babysitter for our darling daughter, and my dear I shall have you all to myself again." Draco murmured as Epona struggled to sit up.
"Maybe, in eighteen years Draco." Epona said exhaling a sigh. "Whose idea was it for me to have her anyway?"
"A joint effort, I think."
Another cushion sailed through the air and hit Draco square in the face. Lying back he accepted his fate. Epona was going to concentrate on their darling daughter now, not play with him. Pity, Draco thought. He had been looking forward to some quality time with Epona; they had too little of it now with the arrival of Tamsin Saoirse Malfoy.
A thud on the floor outside made Draco sit up and look at the front bay window of their 19th cottage that Epona had inherited off her mother. They had chosen to live there, as Malfoy Manor was too large and cold for raising a young family in. The property that Epona had inherited from her father, had not existed anymore after the finally battle. Sirius Black, who had remarkably returned from behind the curtain of the dead, had exploded the house and most of the death eaters and Voldermort himself up with the house.
Lucius Malfoy had escaped unharmed from the death eaters after making a choice. Voldermort had kidnapped her from her Muggle adoptive parents and brought her to the Riddle house. Voldermort had instructed two death eaters to kidnap Draco; it had been to secure Lucius's loyalty did not switch direction. The act had only enraged his father who swiftly sought out Snape, whom he had known for a long while was a spy and demanded his help. In a cunning plan the Order, Dumbledore commanded had secured the manor and defeated Voldermort. But Lucius had to make a choice between the life of two innocent children and all the power he held so highly.
Love had won over the greed for power, as Lucius had saved a seventeen-year- old Draco from Voldermort and had forever lost his powers as a wizard. That was the true power of the dark mark. Voldermort could control and take any death eaters power with the click of his fingers. Snape had almost lost his powers too but Saint Potter had attacked and saved the Slytherin housemaster.
Shaking his head, Draco stood up and walked to the door. Opening in he saw an owl lying stunned on the lawn. Bloody bird, he thought walked up to the owl and taking the message tied to its leg.
It read:
To All Old Friends and Enemies from Hogwarts!
We the Weasley twins, known to most as Fred and George would like to invite you to the opening of our London club! It is going to be the most happening place around and promised to be the party of the century. Please ASAP a reply back soon to let us know if you're going to be in with the cool crowd for this very hot event.
Please note you may bring a partner of any gender. Cross-dressing is allowed for all you wizards and witches with hidden sides!!!!
Fred and George Weasley.
Draco stared for a long moment at the message. It was a joke, right? Otherwise the Weasley had gone insane. Why would he attend such a spectacle? The message had shocked him; so much Draco had not heard the soft footsteps of Epona coming out holding Tammy in her arms.
"Oh my!" Epona giggled in his ear, surprising Draco. She had read the message over his shoulder. "These must be the twins you told me about. The infamous pranksters of Hogwarts. Do you want to go?"
"What?" Draco asked spinning around to face the innocent smile of his partner.
"We could make a weekend of it," Epona smiled mischievously, her eyes looking up into his with an invite to a very personal idea. "Leave Tammy with her grandparents, I know your parents are away but mine would love to have her. We could book a nice room somewhere and have a nice weekend just for two, no rugrats allowed. How does that sound?"
The more he thought about it, the more Draco liked it. It would also be a chance to meet up with some old friends. Find out how his year from Hogwarts was doing and wouldn't they be surprised to find the old Prince of Slytherin a settled down father and soon to be husband. Plus it was an excuse for him to try persuade his lovely wife to be that they should be thinking about another child soon. It was easy to tell Tammy would be a Ravenclaw, like the many of her female ancestors before her. But with the blood of Slytherin in Malfoy veins, Draco wanted to test his theory that never again would there be another Malfoy in Slytherin; and unlike his father, he prayed that none of his children would be.
Plus it was the perfect opportunity to ravish his beautiful mate, spent time with her and to remind her of how much she meant to him and how he did love her.
"Best tell Flash, we are going away." Draco said as the house elf, Flash appeared at the door.
The poor house elf had one those left without a home after the battle. A form server of the Ravenclaw family, whilst they had been a live, Flash had been tossed about until Epona stepped in and claimed him once more. He was far the best-treated house elf, Draco had ever seen. He had his own room and proper clothes to wear. The cheeky house elf was one of the family.
Family. That was one thing, Draco knew would surprise everyone. Wonder is Pansy ever found out? Draco thought as he tickled his daughter's chin earning a giggle of delight out of her.
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"Harry!" The twins yelled out in greeting in union.
"Hey Fred. George." Harry said with a wave, after a months waiting finally there was news.
After Lauren had left, Harry had come out the closet with the help of Fred and George. Mrs Weasley had cried but had quickly recovered when remained Harry could now actually have babies himself should he decide to want kids. That idea had sparked Molly into planning a nursery that Harry would be proud of. Ron had been shocked but Hermione had elbowed him in the stomach and he had been fine. Hermione had confessed she had known since Hogwarts when she had finally kissed Harry in their sixth year, it had been immediately obvious that Harry's eyes followed someone else and the fact he moaned a guy's name had been reassurance that Harry was definitely gay, and Hermione had found that she truly did fancy Ron and things had led from there.
The media in the Wizard world had a field day with the news, but no one was really interested in the news and the story soon died out, snuffed by the lack of gossip that it should have created. The Ministry had been fine about it too. Harry was still employed by the defence department and had even been promoted to Head of the Defence Against the Dark Arts department. A job that had been his goal since graduating from Hogwarts.
"So what is the news?" Harry asked, his heart thumping with excitement. Had they found everyone? Had they found Draco? "Has everyone replied? Is everyone coming?"
"Hold your horses, Harry." George said pouring out a glass of whisky for Harry. "We got everyone to agree to come but there might be a problem in our plan 'Seduce Sexy Slytherin'."
Fred took over from George. "Draco owled us on Sunday night, sent it back with Madness, you know that old stupid bird of mum's spawn, crashed into our Sunday roast!" Fred exclaimed; Harry smirked imagining the bird covered in gravy with the twins glaring at it probably with a Yorkshire pudding on each of their heads. "Draco is coming but with a woman. Epona Ravenclaw. Name sounded familiar but we couldn't place it."
Harry froze. He knew that name very well. She was the daughter of Voldermort. Dumbledore had petitioned that she should have her memory erased and never be allowed to know of the Wizard World again in fear of what she could do. Some of the death eaters had vowed to serve her now her father was gone. But the Ministry had instead told her to embrace her heritage as she was the last Ravenclaw and one-day Hogwarts ownership would pass to her. It was currently in the hands of the old Hufflepuff heir, Rodderick Hufflepuff.
Apparently the Slytherin heritage did not worry the Ministry like it did Dumbledore and especially Snape. But it had been Fudge's choice not theirs, so she had attend adult wizard collage somewhere in the north and apparently Draco had settled with her after the defeat of Voldermort or had recently met up with her and formed a relationship. It would not be that hard to show Draco that his choice was wrong. A idea began to form in Harry's mind.
"No, plan 'Seduce Sexy Slytherin' is still on." Harry said meeting the twins' eyes. "We just need to adjust the plan though. Epona Ravenclaw is Voldermort's daughter by the last Ravenclaw, Moira. Remember you Hogwarts history it is in there. George think you could handled her?"
"No problem Harry." George smiled, a wicked look lighting up both twins' eyes. "We can handle her."