Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling owns the world and Characters of Harry Potter. I own Tidus
(sort of) Aaliyah,Scruffles,and the plot.
BETA READ BY THE SPLENDIFEROUS Sammi
Chapter Eleven Easter Holidays (Part 4)
It had been three days since Harry had defeated the Dark Lord. As the news spread through
the wizarding world, that Voldemort was gone for good, people from all over the world sent him
letters of thanks and appreciation. He had been sent several offers from people who wished to
adopt him. Also several people had wrote to tell him that they had included him in their wills.
Harry didn't mind the being included in people's wills. He did mind the offers for adoption. He
knew that when he was a baby several families had requested the right to adopt him from Dumbledore,
but when he really needed support, in his fifth year, many of these same people had doubted him,
ridiculed him, and thought he'd gone nutters. Harry took perverse pleasure in writing every
single one of the adoption requests, and informing them that he was being adopted by one
Severus Snape. He smiled, and wished he could see their faces when they read 'that'.
Aaliyah had come to see him every hour, most times bringing Scruffles with her. She kept
a steady running list of the activities going on downstairs, and who was there. Only being 4 she
didn't really know names, so she used adjectives.
"Harry, fluffy hair and lots of freckles are wondering when you'll come down stairs. And
freckles' mother is fussin, she says you're not eating enough. Mommy got all funny and said that
you ate enough. Then freckles' mother asked what mommy knew about it, and mommy told her that
you were her son, and to bugger off. Daddy and grampa Albus had to leave the room for awhile, 'cos
they were laughing so hard." Harry had to smile. He wondered what his friends would think of
the names that his little sister had for them.
"Well Lee-Lee let's go downstairs, so everyone can stop worrying." He picked her up and
Scruffles followed them out of his room. They went downstairs. They were greeted by many people.
Apparently there was a party going on. He wandered over to Tonks, who wrapped her arm around him.
"What's going on mum?" He asked, noticing how pleased Tonks was that he called her mum.
"We're having an engagement party for your father and I. Also and A-D-O-P-T-I-O-N party
for you and Aaliyah. The paperwork on you two will go through tomorrow, and we plan on having
the wedding two days before you go back to school." She said ruffling his hair.
"Mum, today is two days before we're supposed to go back to school." Harry said, worried
that he was missing something vital in the conversation.
"Damn and Blast, I forgot to have Aaliyah tell you, to celebrate the down fall of He-
Who-Is-A-Dead-Evil-Git Dumbledore announced that there would be an extra week of Holiday. I
think he kinda figured that you would need more time to rest before going back to school."
She said grabbing a drink off a passing tray.
"He he he... he who is a dead evil git... that's great." Harry was in a spectacular mood.
Voldemort was dead, Harry would officially become a part of a family tomorrow, and he was
surrounded by the people he loved the most in the world. Harry wondered over to his friends.
"Well I've heard of this charm that can tell you the current location of a person who
wrote a letter. They used to use it when people were all the time moving around, and needed
to send post to each other." Hermione was saying to Severus. Ron was drinking something that
looked suspiciously like firewhiskey, and Hermione had a glass of wine. Harry had a moment to
think about how weird it was to see Hermione and Ron like this. Since he had spent so many years
with them, he really hadn't noticed the changes in them. The ongoing fight with Voldemort, his
minions, and keeping Harry alive had matured them prematurely. They looked older than 16 year
olds. Harry smiled to himself. Hermione had become a beautiful young woman, and Ron was pretty
good looking himself. He noticed the way Ron's hand was around her waist, and he knew that they
had finally gotten over themselves and gotten together. He snapped out of his reverie when
Severus put a hand on his shoulder and steered him over to Ron and Hermione. Hermione as usual
gave him a hug, and too his great astonishment, Ron did too.
"Thanks mate... I have dreamed of this day for many years, but I never actually thought
it would come." Ron said, smiling kinda sadly.
"Hermione what is this spell you were telling me about?" Severus asked, clearly intent
on finding out who had sent that letter to Harry. What Harry didn't know was that when Severus
found out whomever it was, he was going to rip them apart with his bare hands.
"Locus Scriptor, and the encantation is: Locus scriptor , qua umquam exsisto" She said, saying the
pronunciations in Latin precisely. Severus looked intensely interested in this.
Harry made his way around the party, accepting congratulations and such. Out of the corner
of his eye he saw Severus and Albus head up the stairs. Harry crept up behind them. They were in
Severus and Tonks' bedroom. Harry crept into the room. He heard Albus utter the same
incantation that Hermione said earlier. He saw a flash of white light, and heard Severus swear.
"Goddamn it that Son of a bitch, I should have known. Malfoy." Harry's blood boiled.
" Now, Severus, we don't know it was him. It just means whomever wrote it is at Malfoy
Manor.
"Then I say we go now, take all the aurors and get the bastard. They almost caused me to
lose my son." Severus snarled.
"Very well, I will gather the aurors. I know it would be futile to ask you to stay behind."
Harry burst into the room. He wanted to go, he felt the overwhelming need to go.
"I want to go." Harry said, to the shocked faces of Severus and Albus.
"No!" They said at the same time. Harry saw the looks on their faces and knew it would
be a bad idea to object.
"I need you to stay here and take care of your sister. Your mother and I are both going.
And I would only feel right knowing that your sister is protected." Severus said. Harry nodded.
As a group they walked down stairs and gathered everyone up. Albus told everyone what they had
discovered and then the aurors prepared themselves for battle. Tonks kissed Aaliyah, and hugged
Harry. They walked outside past the wards. Then they apparated.
It was a very long three hours. The festive party mood had dissipated. Instead everyone
was talking in soft somber tones. Harry had a very tight hold on Aaliyah. She seemed to
understand that Harry needed to have a hold on her, and that it would be useless to try and
get away. So she insisted that Harry read to her. He picked out a book at random and started
reading it to her. The book was a muggle one about a family of ducks. It struck Harry as he
read it, that it kinda reminded him of his biological mother. In the story, the mother duck
fought New York City traffic and the dangers of the big city to protect her babies and bring
them safely to their home. {1}
Aaliyah had drifted asleep and Harry was talking to his friends when his father burst in
the front door. His mother quickly followed. Severus was carrying what looked like a bundle
of bloody rags. He swept into the kitchen and placed the bundle onto the table. Harry put
Aaliyah down on the couch and ran into the kitchen. What he saw on the table made him violently
ill. He ran into the downstairs W.C. {2} and threw up everything he had eaten in the past two
days. Then he went back into the kitchen. Lying on his table was a very badly beaten Draco
Malfoy.
Harry had taken Aaliyah up to her room, and had tucked her in. He kissed her forehead, and
was glad that she hadn't seen what was going on in the kitchen. He returned and saw that Draco
had been cleaned and stripped to his boxers. There were wounds all over his body, and his face
looked like hamburger meat.
"What..happened to him?" Harry asked, not sure he wanted to know the answer.
"That bastard... Malfoy... He... He..." Severus couldn't get the words out. Tonks took
Harry by the hand and led him into the study.
"Malfoy Sr. had been abusing Draco for years, and I mean he has been beaten so bad, that
he's had to be in St. Mungo's every time he went home for Holiday. When we got there, Malfoy
Sr. was taking a knife and randomly stabbing him. We won't know why until Draco wakes up, if
indeed he does. Albus said he's never seen something this horrible before, and he's seen a lot.
He questioned Malfoy under Versatium, and found out that it was indeed he that sent that letter.
But he made a mistake and sent it a day early. He was supposed to send it the next day, so that
Voldemort would have been ready for you. Neither of them knew that Snape was a spy. One hell of
a shocker when he showed up with you. " Tonks said. Her voice tired.
"Tonks, Harry... he's awake." Albus said from the door. They got up and followed him into
the kitchen. Draco was sitting up. He looked pitiful, and like a lost child.
"... So father came back today, and he went crazy. He said that it was my fault that
Voldemort was gone, and that I had to pay." Draco was saying. He looked up and saw Harry. He
had a mixture of emotions on his face, mostly sadness. He also looked sheepish. "Uh could I
speak to Harry alone for a minute?" He asked. Harry nodded at Tonks, and everyone left.
"I... I'm sorry. Look I had no choice but to be nasty to you and your friends. My father
demanded that I make friends with you. When he found out I failed, he almost killed me. After
my first year, he had me put under the imperious curse. Pansy Parkinson controlled my actions
while I was at school. I am ashamed of the way I've been forced to act." Draco hung his head,
Harry knew he should hate Draco, shouldn't accept this explanation, but after everything he had
went through he knew he couldn't. Draco was like him, so he walked over to Draco and put a hand
on his shoulder. He squeezed, and Draco looked up. And then did something that shocked Harry.
Draco hugged him and cried onto his shoulder. Harry now knew how Severus had felt the first
time Harry had done this to him. So following his father's example he hugged Draco back.
"What am I going to do. My Father is going to prison, my mother is gone. She fled awhile
ago. She's not the maternal type, so she left me with my father. I have no family, I have
nothing." He said, his voice filled with despair.
"I felt the same way before I came to live with Severus, but now I have a father, a mother,
and an adorable little sister. What I could use now, is a brother." Harry said, knowing that
Severus and Tonks would approve of taking in Draco.
"Do you really mean that? Do you think Severus would let me stay here?" He asked.
"I'm sure he'd adopt you too, and Tonks" Harry said.
"Tonks is my aunt." Draco said
"I know, but I don't think that matters much." Said Harry. Severus walked in then. He
nodded at Harry, and Harry knew that Severus had heard and approved. That night Severus put
another bed in Harry's room. Both boys fell into a happy dreamless sleep.
{1} The book is called make way for ducklings, it was my childhood favorite.
{2} W.C. stands for water closet. That a british loo... er bathroom
A/N: Sorry that I seem to be making so many parts to this one time period, but I no longer
control the story, it controls me.
Also the idea for who wrote the letter goes to Jan... She's awesome no?
(sort of) Aaliyah,Scruffles,and the plot.
BETA READ BY THE SPLENDIFEROUS Sammi
Chapter Eleven Easter Holidays (Part 4)
It had been three days since Harry had defeated the Dark Lord. As the news spread through
the wizarding world, that Voldemort was gone for good, people from all over the world sent him
letters of thanks and appreciation. He had been sent several offers from people who wished to
adopt him. Also several people had wrote to tell him that they had included him in their wills.
Harry didn't mind the being included in people's wills. He did mind the offers for adoption. He
knew that when he was a baby several families had requested the right to adopt him from Dumbledore,
but when he really needed support, in his fifth year, many of these same people had doubted him,
ridiculed him, and thought he'd gone nutters. Harry took perverse pleasure in writing every
single one of the adoption requests, and informing them that he was being adopted by one
Severus Snape. He smiled, and wished he could see their faces when they read 'that'.
Aaliyah had come to see him every hour, most times bringing Scruffles with her. She kept
a steady running list of the activities going on downstairs, and who was there. Only being 4 she
didn't really know names, so she used adjectives.
"Harry, fluffy hair and lots of freckles are wondering when you'll come down stairs. And
freckles' mother is fussin, she says you're not eating enough. Mommy got all funny and said that
you ate enough. Then freckles' mother asked what mommy knew about it, and mommy told her that
you were her son, and to bugger off. Daddy and grampa Albus had to leave the room for awhile, 'cos
they were laughing so hard." Harry had to smile. He wondered what his friends would think of
the names that his little sister had for them.
"Well Lee-Lee let's go downstairs, so everyone can stop worrying." He picked her up and
Scruffles followed them out of his room. They went downstairs. They were greeted by many people.
Apparently there was a party going on. He wandered over to Tonks, who wrapped her arm around him.
"What's going on mum?" He asked, noticing how pleased Tonks was that he called her mum.
"We're having an engagement party for your father and I. Also and A-D-O-P-T-I-O-N party
for you and Aaliyah. The paperwork on you two will go through tomorrow, and we plan on having
the wedding two days before you go back to school." She said ruffling his hair.
"Mum, today is two days before we're supposed to go back to school." Harry said, worried
that he was missing something vital in the conversation.
"Damn and Blast, I forgot to have Aaliyah tell you, to celebrate the down fall of He-
Who-Is-A-Dead-Evil-Git Dumbledore announced that there would be an extra week of Holiday. I
think he kinda figured that you would need more time to rest before going back to school."
She said grabbing a drink off a passing tray.
"He he he... he who is a dead evil git... that's great." Harry was in a spectacular mood.
Voldemort was dead, Harry would officially become a part of a family tomorrow, and he was
surrounded by the people he loved the most in the world. Harry wondered over to his friends.
"Well I've heard of this charm that can tell you the current location of a person who
wrote a letter. They used to use it when people were all the time moving around, and needed
to send post to each other." Hermione was saying to Severus. Ron was drinking something that
looked suspiciously like firewhiskey, and Hermione had a glass of wine. Harry had a moment to
think about how weird it was to see Hermione and Ron like this. Since he had spent so many years
with them, he really hadn't noticed the changes in them. The ongoing fight with Voldemort, his
minions, and keeping Harry alive had matured them prematurely. They looked older than 16 year
olds. Harry smiled to himself. Hermione had become a beautiful young woman, and Ron was pretty
good looking himself. He noticed the way Ron's hand was around her waist, and he knew that they
had finally gotten over themselves and gotten together. He snapped out of his reverie when
Severus put a hand on his shoulder and steered him over to Ron and Hermione. Hermione as usual
gave him a hug, and too his great astonishment, Ron did too.
"Thanks mate... I have dreamed of this day for many years, but I never actually thought
it would come." Ron said, smiling kinda sadly.
"Hermione what is this spell you were telling me about?" Severus asked, clearly intent
on finding out who had sent that letter to Harry. What Harry didn't know was that when Severus
found out whomever it was, he was going to rip them apart with his bare hands.
"Locus Scriptor, and the encantation is: Locus scriptor , qua umquam exsisto" She said, saying the
pronunciations in Latin precisely. Severus looked intensely interested in this.
Harry made his way around the party, accepting congratulations and such. Out of the corner
of his eye he saw Severus and Albus head up the stairs. Harry crept up behind them. They were in
Severus and Tonks' bedroom. Harry crept into the room. He heard Albus utter the same
incantation that Hermione said earlier. He saw a flash of white light, and heard Severus swear.
"Goddamn it that Son of a bitch, I should have known. Malfoy." Harry's blood boiled.
" Now, Severus, we don't know it was him. It just means whomever wrote it is at Malfoy
Manor.
"Then I say we go now, take all the aurors and get the bastard. They almost caused me to
lose my son." Severus snarled.
"Very well, I will gather the aurors. I know it would be futile to ask you to stay behind."
Harry burst into the room. He wanted to go, he felt the overwhelming need to go.
"I want to go." Harry said, to the shocked faces of Severus and Albus.
"No!" They said at the same time. Harry saw the looks on their faces and knew it would
be a bad idea to object.
"I need you to stay here and take care of your sister. Your mother and I are both going.
And I would only feel right knowing that your sister is protected." Severus said. Harry nodded.
As a group they walked down stairs and gathered everyone up. Albus told everyone what they had
discovered and then the aurors prepared themselves for battle. Tonks kissed Aaliyah, and hugged
Harry. They walked outside past the wards. Then they apparated.
It was a very long three hours. The festive party mood had dissipated. Instead everyone
was talking in soft somber tones. Harry had a very tight hold on Aaliyah. She seemed to
understand that Harry needed to have a hold on her, and that it would be useless to try and
get away. So she insisted that Harry read to her. He picked out a book at random and started
reading it to her. The book was a muggle one about a family of ducks. It struck Harry as he
read it, that it kinda reminded him of his biological mother. In the story, the mother duck
fought New York City traffic and the dangers of the big city to protect her babies and bring
them safely to their home. {1}
Aaliyah had drifted asleep and Harry was talking to his friends when his father burst in
the front door. His mother quickly followed. Severus was carrying what looked like a bundle
of bloody rags. He swept into the kitchen and placed the bundle onto the table. Harry put
Aaliyah down on the couch and ran into the kitchen. What he saw on the table made him violently
ill. He ran into the downstairs W.C. {2} and threw up everything he had eaten in the past two
days. Then he went back into the kitchen. Lying on his table was a very badly beaten Draco
Malfoy.
Harry had taken Aaliyah up to her room, and had tucked her in. He kissed her forehead, and
was glad that she hadn't seen what was going on in the kitchen. He returned and saw that Draco
had been cleaned and stripped to his boxers. There were wounds all over his body, and his face
looked like hamburger meat.
"What..happened to him?" Harry asked, not sure he wanted to know the answer.
"That bastard... Malfoy... He... He..." Severus couldn't get the words out. Tonks took
Harry by the hand and led him into the study.
"Malfoy Sr. had been abusing Draco for years, and I mean he has been beaten so bad, that
he's had to be in St. Mungo's every time he went home for Holiday. When we got there, Malfoy
Sr. was taking a knife and randomly stabbing him. We won't know why until Draco wakes up, if
indeed he does. Albus said he's never seen something this horrible before, and he's seen a lot.
He questioned Malfoy under Versatium, and found out that it was indeed he that sent that letter.
But he made a mistake and sent it a day early. He was supposed to send it the next day, so that
Voldemort would have been ready for you. Neither of them knew that Snape was a spy. One hell of
a shocker when he showed up with you. " Tonks said. Her voice tired.
"Tonks, Harry... he's awake." Albus said from the door. They got up and followed him into
the kitchen. Draco was sitting up. He looked pitiful, and like a lost child.
"... So father came back today, and he went crazy. He said that it was my fault that
Voldemort was gone, and that I had to pay." Draco was saying. He looked up and saw Harry. He
had a mixture of emotions on his face, mostly sadness. He also looked sheepish. "Uh could I
speak to Harry alone for a minute?" He asked. Harry nodded at Tonks, and everyone left.
"I... I'm sorry. Look I had no choice but to be nasty to you and your friends. My father
demanded that I make friends with you. When he found out I failed, he almost killed me. After
my first year, he had me put under the imperious curse. Pansy Parkinson controlled my actions
while I was at school. I am ashamed of the way I've been forced to act." Draco hung his head,
Harry knew he should hate Draco, shouldn't accept this explanation, but after everything he had
went through he knew he couldn't. Draco was like him, so he walked over to Draco and put a hand
on his shoulder. He squeezed, and Draco looked up. And then did something that shocked Harry.
Draco hugged him and cried onto his shoulder. Harry now knew how Severus had felt the first
time Harry had done this to him. So following his father's example he hugged Draco back.
"What am I going to do. My Father is going to prison, my mother is gone. She fled awhile
ago. She's not the maternal type, so she left me with my father. I have no family, I have
nothing." He said, his voice filled with despair.
"I felt the same way before I came to live with Severus, but now I have a father, a mother,
and an adorable little sister. What I could use now, is a brother." Harry said, knowing that
Severus and Tonks would approve of taking in Draco.
"Do you really mean that? Do you think Severus would let me stay here?" He asked.
"I'm sure he'd adopt you too, and Tonks" Harry said.
"Tonks is my aunt." Draco said
"I know, but I don't think that matters much." Said Harry. Severus walked in then. He
nodded at Harry, and Harry knew that Severus had heard and approved. That night Severus put
another bed in Harry's room. Both boys fell into a happy dreamless sleep.
{1} The book is called make way for ducklings, it was my childhood favorite.
{2} W.C. stands for water closet. That a british loo... er bathroom
A/N: Sorry that I seem to be making so many parts to this one time period, but I no longer
control the story, it controls me.
Also the idea for who wrote the letter goes to Jan... She's awesome no?