There For You
Rating: R for attempted suicide, slash and mpreg. Some language as well.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, they are owned by the amazing J. K. Rowling.
Thanks to: Slytheretta- Hah! Thanks! No, it's not to late for baby names. :-) Loria Amnekia- Oooh I like the names! I wish I could pick a name already...there are so many good ones...hmmm *gets an idea* Debs- Hope you like this chapter! : ) Nikki- Aww thanks! Fallen Angel- Hahaha here's more! Tina- Thanks!! I hope you like this chapter just as much as the rest of the story! Touya- Hmm...Sirius...(hehe) *Fights with herself not to tell the evil plan she though of while writing a thank you to Loria Amnekia* Crimson_Tears- You're right, it does work both ways...hmmm Damien Potter, Damien Malfoy....I like it. Lilrayofsunshine- Sorry, I had planned to update Wednesday so it wouldn't be a long cliffhanger, but it didn't work out... Kelebcarak- So many names to pick from, so little time...Josephine, cool! Lol Lynn Malfoy- Hahaha sadly my ass has been at the computer typing every day this week, but to write a stupid lab report for science...When I actually had time to type this, well lets say I'm easily distracted by reading ff.net stories...This chapter is longer than normal to make up for it. HermyPenguin- Hehe I thought the 'beer belly' thing was incredibly funny at the time, then again it was 1:30 in the morning and I had consumed a lot of sugar...
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A/N: Sorry it took so long to update, I was planning to have this chapter up by Wednesday, but I was sick on Monday and when I finally felt better, I stayed up all night writing a lab report for bio and when I went to pass it in my stupid teacher decided to change everything around so everyone had to redo their reports. So I was up all night Tuesday doing the thing over and didn't have time to write this… You probably don't care about any of that so I will shut up and let you read the story! Hehe.
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Chapter 11 ~What's Going on?
"What's going on?" Harry asked. He looked around the hut. Dumbledore, Snape, McGonagall and Lupin were standing near Hagrid's huge table.
"Ah, Harry. Welcome!" Dumbledore greeted. "Minerva, Severus, Harry, please take a seat, Remus, Nymphadora-er Tonks as she prefers, and I have some serious business to discuss." Curious, Harry took a seat next to McGonagall.
"I've got some good news and some bad news. I realize Draco should be here for this but I wanted to let you know the details. They never would've gotten said with Draco bouncing around."
"You've found a way to rescue Narcissa?!" Harry grinned.
"We have indeed." Dumbledore smiled. Snape let out a small shriek, went very red and looked around the room, pretending he didn't know who did it. "This is the first time many of us have heard the news," Dumbledore explained. "We do not have time to go into detail, so everything will be discussed at the next Order meeting. It will be the day Ron and Hermione get home from their honeymoon."
"The bad news?" McGonagall asked, trying to hurry things along.
Dumbledore sighed. "There is a good chance Harry will have to fight Voldemort." A small shudder passed through the room at the sound of Voldemort's name.
Harry's heart sunk to his toes. 'No! Not now! Not with the baby on the way!'
"How much of a chance?" Harry whispered.
"Now Harry-" Remus started.
"How much of a chance?!" Harry demanded.
"About 95 percent. But you must understand that this still has to be discussed with The Order. The plan has its kinks." Dumbledore knew enough to answer Harry. Harry felt like crying. The two teachers were stunned and all was silent for a few moments.
"I suggest we get up to the castle. The students will be seated and ready for dinner now," Snape nearly whispered.
"Start without me, I've got to speak with Harry alone," Dumbledore said. Everybody else left the hut.
"I have arranged a time for you to meet with your Auror teacher and learn some advanced spells over your vacation. You must not tell Draco about any of this. Remus, Tonks, and I thought it best that you hear a bit ahead of time. Have some time to prepare, get special lessons. That is the only reason you have been told. You-must-not-tell-Draco! Do you understand?"
"Yes," Harry said weakly. 'This can't be happening! It has to be a dream!'
"I have confidence that everything will be fine, just practice hard and you will be fine."
'How can he say that?! What if everything goes terribly wrong?!' Harry closed his eyes and massaged his forehead. "Alright," he muttered.
"Go find Draco," Dumbledore said gently. Harry obeyed.
Draco had gone up to the front gates in search for Harry. The girl was flirting with him again and he looked very uncomfortable. His back was to Harry so he didn't see him approach. Harry took a deep breath, put on his best 'happy' face and spun Draco around. The girl looked very angry. Harry kissed Draco. At first Draco was very confused, but he soon realized it was Harry and slipped his tongue into Harry's mouth. The kiss broke a few seconds later.
"Hey baby!" Draco grinned, imagining the look on the girls face.
"Layla, this is my husband, Harry." Draco turned around and bit back a laugh. The look on her face was priceless.
"You're…gay?!" Layla sputtered.
Draco grinned, "Of course! What did you think?"
"I…have to go." Layla turned and ran.
Draco burst out laughing. "That was great! Did you see her face?!"
"Yes, Draco." Harry forced a smile.
Draco's smile disappeared. "What wrong?"
'Damn…' Harry thought. "Nothing, just really tired."
"You sure?"
"Positive love."
"Where did you disappear to anyway?"
"I walked Ginny to the castle and talked to her for a bit." Harry lied. 'Well, it's not really a lie…I did walk her to the castle and talk to her…just not for as long as he thinks…'
"Oh, ok. Lets go home."
"Ah, what about a drink at Hogsmeade instead." Harry suggested.
Draco grinned. "Hell yes!"
The two considered going to the Hog's Head, but decided against it. There would be so many people at the Three Broomsticks that no one would notice or be able to find Draco there. When they got there, it was packed. Harry was surprised; it wasn't even 6:30 yet. The only person Harry recognized was Madame Rosmerta.
Harry only had a few drinks; he didn't want to let what Dumbledore had told him to slip out. He also had to make sure Draco didn't drink so much that he affected the baby. Before they went home, they stopped at Honeydukes and Zonko's.
They came home to an empty house. They assumed that Lupin must still have been at Hogwarts discussing 'the plan'. Draco and Harry went into the kitchen to make hot chocolate.
"I'm going to take a shower." Harry downed the rest of his warm drink.
"I'll join you." Draco grinned.
"Actually, I'm not feeling very well."
"Oh, come on, we don't have to have sex!"
"I know, but not tonight, Drake."
"Drake…I like that…I don't like the fact you won't let me shower with you, but I like that nickname…it's sexy…"
"See you later, Draco," Harry said sternly.
"Fine, at least give me a kiss."
Harry twisted his face. "Hmm…"
"Uh!" Draco did his puppy dog eyes and flung his arms out to his sides.
"I was kidding love." Harry kissed Draco and left the kitchen.
Instead of a shower, Harry decided on a bath. He walked into the dusty, dark bathroom and on the tap. "Maybe Draco could fix this place up over vacation." Harry said to no one. The vacation hadn't been planned until about three days ago and now Harry knew why, Dumbledore had told the ministry and arranged it. 'What to tell Draco when I go off for extra lessons…Ron should be getting these lessons as well, there's no way we can keep him off the battlefield.' Harry slipped into the warm water.
"Oh…" he whispered as the hot water soothed his muscles.
Harry emerged from the bathroom an hour later. He felt refreshed and much happier. He hadn't thought of an excuse for the extra lessons, but all in all, the bath had helped. He walked down the hallway, in his towel, to the bedroom. Draco was lying in the bed, the newspaper surrounding him.
"Isn't the newspaper morning reading?" Harry asked.
Draco jumped but quickly recovered. "Didn't get to read it this morning. Oh, Hedwig came while you were in the bath. I think it's a letter from Dumbledore, I can't open it though."
Harry sighed. 'Great, now I need to think of an excuse for the letter as well. Dumbledore likes to make my life hell doesn't he!? I swear that man… '
"Harry? Helloooo!" Draco waved his hand in Harry's face.
"Sorry, zoned out. Where is it?"
"On the desk," Draco replied cautiously. Harry walked over, grabbed the letter and settled down on the duvet. Draco sat next to him. Harry opened the letter and turned so Draco couldn't read it.
Harry,
Do not worry, Draco can only read what is in
Minerva's writing. We have thought of an excuse
For the extra lessons. The real hours for the job
below are 12:30-3:30.
Professor Dumbledore.
Under Dumbledore's note was a letter from McGonagall.
Harry Potter,
You have been invited to teach a Defense
Against the Dark Arts II class for the sixth and
seventh year students. The class will be one week
long from 9:00 am to 3:30 pm. If you would like to
accept this offer; please write back as soon as possible.
Thank you,
Minerva McGonagall
"Wow Harry!" Draco had moved behind Harry so he could read the letter.
'Please say he really can't read Dumbledore's writing.'
"This is wonderful! Do you think you will teach the class?"
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes! Of course. I'll go to Hogwarts tomorrow to find out details." He started writing back: 'I'll be there tomorrow to discuss details of the job.'
"Aww…I won't be able see you as much over the vacation!" Draco realized.
"Don't worry babe, I'll see you plenty." Harry started to feel like everything would be okay after all. He would teach the students some useful spells and he would learn very advanced spells to use against Voldemort.
Harry pulled on a pair of boxers and scrubbed his hair dry with a towel. He sat back down on the duvet and patted the spot next to him. Draco sat down and snuggled close. Harry put his arm around Draco and fell asleep. Draco got up to find a blanket and put it over Harry and himself.
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Harry woke up the following morning with a crick in his neck. He got up, careful not to wake Draco, and went downstairs to get some breakfast. When he had finished his toast, he left a note for Draco and left for Hogwarts.
Dumbledore was sitting at his desk waiting. He had just finished breakfast and he knew Harry would show up soon. "Hello, Harry, welcome back." Harry dusted himself off and looked around. Bittersweet memories came flooding back.
Harry smiled, 'Ah, Hogwarts.'
"Please, take a seat." Harry sat in one of two chairs in front of Dumbledore's desk. "What do you think of teaching the class?"
"I think it would be a great idea!" Harry said enthusiastically.
"Alright then! You will go to extra lessons from 9:00 to 11:30, starting tomorrow, have and hour for lunch, and then teach two one and a half hour classes here. The first class will be Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws and the second class will be Slytherins and Gryffindors."
"Sounds good! What exactly should I be teaching them?"
There was a rustle from Fawkes. Harry turned around to see Draco appear in the fireplace. He had expected Draco would show up and was glad they had got his extra lessons out of the way. Apparently Dumbledore had as well, hence the extra chair beside Harry.
"Hello, babe!" Harry stood up and hugged Draco.
"Why didn't you wake me?" Draco seemed to be very annoyed.
"I didn't know if you wanted to go."
"Of course I did!"
"I'm sorry."
"It's alright," Draco sighed.
Harry turned back around. "Professor Dumbledore was just about to tell me what I should be teaching."
"Nothing dark, but other than that, I think anything you wish. There should be a test at the end of the week. Nothing to hard." Dumbledore smiled. "You're classroom is being prepared as we speak."
"Alright!" Harry grinned.
"Well, if that's all…" Draco stood up.
"See you tomorrow Harry," Dumbledore said. Draco and Harry walked over to the fireplace.
"I'm right behind you," Harry told Draco. Once Draco had disappeared, Dumbledore spoke up.
"Tomorrows extra lessons will be cut short, they only go until 11:00 so you can have some extra time to come here and prepare for your first day."
"Ok, great! Sorry about Draco, he's been really rude lately."
"Don't worry about it, it's completely understandable. See you tomorrow."
"Bye!" Harry returned to 12 Grimmauld Place. The remainder of the day passed quickly. Draco's morning sickness seemed to be going away, which very much pleased Draco. Lupin came home around 1:00, and dragged a giggling Tonks up the stairs to his room without so much as noticing Harry and Draco were even there. They didn't reappear for the rest of the day.
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"Hello Harry!" Professor Reynolds greeted.
"Hello Professor Reynolds!" Harry yawned. It was his first extra lesson with the Auror.
"Today we will just do some basic spells. I want to know how forceful your spells are." Professor Reynolds took a silver instrument out of his black bag, along with several other items. Harry loved the bag; it was enchanted to be like Mary Poppins' bag, it could hold endless amounts of items.
"This is a spell calculator. It measures how strong your spells are and how well they are cast." Professor Reynolds held up the small silver object. It was shaped like a half circle and had a slit in the top. The Professor put it on the stone floor, flat side down. " Now, I want you to cast Expelliarmus at the calculator. Go ahead now."
Harry stood about 10 feet away from the object. "Expelliarmus!" he roared. The spell hit the middle of the calculator. It started whirling and buzzing. After a while, it spit out a piece of parchment through the slit at the top.
Professor Reynolds picked up the parchment. "Well, your spell was much stronger than I expected." He recorded the information on a clipboard and magically wiped the parchment from the calculator clean. He put the now clean parchment back into the calculator. "Lets try Reducto next." Each spell Harry cast was stronger than the last. He spit spells out one after the other for the next hour and a half.
"Alright! That's it for today. Tomorrow you will probably learn Crucio." Professor Reynolds started packing up.
"C…Crucio?" Harry was stunned, he hadn't used that curse since the day of Sirius' death and even then he hadn't done it well. "Were going to do the Unforgivables?"
The Professor stopped what he was doing. "What did you expect? You're going to be facing some of the toughest wizards in the world. You won't defeat them with everyday magic. You may even learn the killing curse by the end of this." All the color in Harry's face drained. "Don't worry, there is a small chance you won't have to use them, there will be ways around the Death Eaters, but for He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named…well you may have to use one or two against him."
"I…uh, thanks for the lesson, see you tomorrow at 9," Harry said, dazed.
"See you tomorrow."
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Harry sat in his classroom eating lunch. The room was very long and not very wide, but there was plenty of practice space. There were twenty desks in the front of the room, facing a large teachers desk. In the back, there were ten thick, black mats, each about one and a half meters wide and two and a half meters long, spread out in neat rows.
Harry's first class started in five minutes. He had decided to start with easy spells, to see how far the students were, then move on to harder spells. He wasn't worried at all about his Hufflepuff/Ravenclaw class at all; they would follow directions, no doubt. But he was very nervous about his Slytherin/Gryffindor class. They would probably fight with each other, the Slytherins wouldn't follow directions, and there would be a lot of name-calling. Overall, he expected the class to be very rowdy. Before he could dwell on it further, his first class began to file through the door.
"Hello, I'm your teacher," hmm…what was he supposed to call himself? "Harry Potter," Harry decided. "Welcome to Defense Against The Dark Arts II"
"Professor Potter?" a girl Harry didn't know was raising her hand. "We wont be learning any Unforgivable cruses will we?"
"No, we will not," Harry assured. Some boys in the class groaned. A boy's hand shot up.
"Yes?" Harry asked.
"Is You-Know-Who going to try and come to Hogwarts to kill us?"
"What is your name?" Harry questioned.
"Benjamin," the boy replied.
"Well Benjamin, the answer to your question is no, we won't let him get near Hogwarts."
"Then what is this class for?" A boy Harry recognized as Matthew asked.
"To teach you advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts. Lets start the lesson." Harry quickly discovered that he didn't like people asking him so many questions. An hour later the bell rang and the next wave of students came in. The Gryffindor/Slytherin class had gone exactly as, if not worse than, Harry had expected. He reached home and flopped down on the bed.
"How did it go?" Draco asked.
"No more questions!" Harry complained into his pillow.
Draco laughed. "That bad huh? Maybe I should come with you one day."
"No, I can handle it!" Harry said quickly.
"If you say so!"
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The rest of the week flew by. The classes Harry was teaching ran smoothly for the first part. He had gained control of his Gryffindor/Slytherin class by giving all of them a detention, which consisted of cleaning the huge classroom with toothbrushes. It was harsh, but even Dumbledore agreed they deserved it; they were three days behind because of their constant bickering. Harry had to give two different tests because his first class was so far ahead. In the end, all the students had aced their tests and didn't want the lessons to end. Harry's extra lessons had been going well, after a few days, he could perform Crucio and was close to trying Avada Kedavra, though he desperately didn't want to learn it.
Today was the day Hermione and Ron got back from the Bahamas and the day everyone found out about Narcissa and Voldemort. Harry was at the airport waiting for the newlyweds to get back.
"Harry!" Hermione screamed.
"Hey Hermione! Hey Ron! How was it?" Harry hugged Hermione.
"Better than yours I'd say," Ron teased. "I don't think we fought once!"
"Ha ha very funny," Harry rolled his eyes. "Lets get your things, there's an important Order meeting in about fifteen minutes. It doesn't sound like a happy one."
"Perfect ending to a honeymoon," Hermione moaned.
Harry helped Ron carry the luggage to the cab and into Grimmauld Place where everyone was waiting. Everyone swarmed Hermione and Ron as soon as they stepped through the door. Mrs. Black started screeching like a banshee at all the talk. Harry ran into the next room and helped Lupin shut the curtains.
"If everyone would take a seat, we can get down to business. We have some very important news." Dumbledore interrupted the small reunion. Everyone made their way to a chair and waited for Dumbledore to continue. Harry stood next to Lupin at the front of the kitchen. He rubbed his hands nervously. He suddenly felt terribly ill. "Remus, Tonks and I have discovered a possible way to rescue Narcissa Malfoy." Dumbledore announced.
Everyone talked excitedly immediately. Draco jumped up and hugged Harry tightly. Harry was in a dreamland. 'Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!' was all that was going through his brain. He didn't make a move to hug Draco back.
When Draco realized that Harry hadn't even noticed he was there, he slowly backed away. "Oh God, there's more! What? What's wrong?!" Draco asked Harry.
"Do you want to tell him?" Dumbledore's voice was soft.
Harry's stomach was in knots and he was staring off into space. "I…he…curses…" Harry took a deep breath and tied again. "I have to…and…ah…Dumbledore say," Was all he could manage.
"The war will be drawing to an end in the process. Harry will be fighting Voldemort." Dumbledore looked at the ground. The room went deadly silent. Mrs. Weasley let out a small sob. Hermione started shaking with silent tears. The others were to stunned to do anything.
Harry snapped back to reality. "DRACO!" he screamed and caught his spouse before he hit the ground.
"I had a feeling that would happen," Dumbledore muttered as he conjured a stretcher. "Let's get him to St. Mungo's."
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"Mr. Potter," Augustus Pye called Harry over. "Your husband and the baby are fine, Draco was just shocked. There is no damage done. You may take him home when he wakes. Here are some pills, he should take them if he gets too stressed about anything."
"Thank you," Harry whispered. Augustus nodded and left the room. Dumbledore had gone back to Grimmauld Place to finish the meeting and discuss 'the plan.'
'Damn, I STILL don't know what that stupid plan is.' Dumbledore had urged Harry to come back with him, but Harry, as always, couldn't be moved from Draco's side. He knew Ron would fill him in later, and if he had questions, he could go to Lupin or Dumbledore.
"Mmm," Draco groaned.
"Draco!" Harry spun around.
"What happened?"
"You fainted."
"For how long?"
"Can't have been more than fifteen maybe twenty minutes. Pye says we can take you home now."
"Brilliant," Draco said sarcastically. His eyes went wide, "You! You have to…!"
"Shhh, it will be ok, I'm having extra lessons with Professor Reynolds to learn useful spells."
"The only spells that will help you with Voldemort are the Unforgivables!"
"I've been learning a few." Harry had to tell Draco about the lessons.
"What?! When?!"
"Before I went to teach at Hogwarts, I would go to extra lessons from 9:00 to 11:30 and teach from 12:30 to 3:30. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you! Dumbledore made me promise not to. The only reason he told me early was so I could get those extra lessons."
Draco stared coldly at Harry. "You should have told me."
"I know! And I'm sorry! But Dumbledore-"
"I don't care about bloody Dumbledore! You should have told me, Harry!" Draco cried with frustration.
"Please Draco," Harry whispered. "You have to understand." A tear rolled down his cheek. "I need your support, I'm scared to death! I have no idea what to do! I don't want to die out there! I don't want to leave you and the baby!"
Draco's face softened. "I'm scared too," he admitted. "I don't want to lose you! I love you! But you have to tell me these things! You can't fucking hide stuff like this from me! It's not fair to me. We can't keep secrets like that from each other, it's the kind of thing that could ruin our marriage," he choked out.
"I love you too! I'm so sorry! I won't ever do anything like that to you again."
"Come here." Draco pulled Harry onto the bed and hugged him.
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A/N: Hope everyone enjoyed. Good night! *Falls, exhausted, onto bed and sleeps for the first time in a week.*