Ok. Sorry that this took so long. It has come to my attention that I spent to much time goofing around and not enough studying. I'll have the chapters up as soon as I can but I've kinda lost where this story is going.A good exampleof this being I threwa huge wrench in the works that I didn't even consider when I first started this.Everyone please bear with me as a try to figure it out and if you have any ideas, I'm open to suggestions. And if you think I should scratch the whole project and start over, I'm open to that too.

Greener on the Other Side

Chapter 4

After Harry had managed to calm his tears down into mere sniffles, Liz drew back from there hug to survey the damage. "Ya gonna be alright now, kiddo?" Liz asked him as she punched him lightly on the nose.

The action drew a watery smile from Harry. "Yes, I'll be fine. I just haven't told anybody about all of this yet," he told her as he began cleaning his face. He sighed, "I really don't know what to do?"

Liz studied him for a few moments from her perch on the edge of her desk. "Well, I know one thing," drawing Harry's attention to her. "You can't do this alone."

"Liz I don't have anyone to ask for help." Harry told her, running his hands through his hair in frustration.

"I'll help you."

"And how are you going to do that?"

Liz leaned in close to Harry's face and gave him a firm look. "First, we're going to make a call to" heavy sigh "my mother. She may be a loon but she is a mediwitch and she won't care who you are." Liz leaned back away from Harry's face and threw her hand up into his face to make the number two with her fingers. "Second,..." Liz's face scrunched up in confusion, "umm...I guess we'll work that out after we figure out when the wee lil one will be here. But for now..."

Both Harry and Liz jerked as they heard a series of loud bangs coming from the shop doors. Liz glanced at her office clock and then glared in the general direction of the front door. "Those two imbeciles. Some days I don't know why I bother with them. I'll go let them in. You stay here until you feel like coming out." Liz jumped off the desk to let her other two employees in. As she reached the door exiting the office she turned back to Harry. "Oh and kiddo, they don't know about the wizarding world so... ya know. Don't bring it up." With that said, she skipped from the office. Harry sat back in his chair and shook his head at her retreating figure.

Harry sat in Liz's office and thought about everything that had happened to him and everything that was going to happen in the near future. He had lost Draco, left his home and all his friends behind. But on the bright side, he did not have to worry about his fame. He had made some new friends. He like his job and had a nice apartment. Harry looked down towards his stomach. And he was going to have a child, his and Draco's child. This thought caused Harry to smile slightly. He did not know how it had happened but it had. He was so excited the day he was going to tell Draco. But it seemed Draco had had different thoughts. This made Harry frown. He didn't know what had caused Draco to act the way he had that day, but what was done was done. Harry did feel guilty about not telling Draco he was going to be a father...but he wasn't sure how to fix it now. Harry was drawn out of his thoughts by loud yelling from the shop. It sounded like unruley children were reeking havoc on the store. Harry pulled himself up from the chair deciding it was time to get to work.

Back in England...

Severus Snape sat in his private study reading when the doors slammed open and Draco Malfoy stormed in and unceremoniously flopped onto one of the chairs. Snape took in Draco's haggard appearance, the pale face with circles under his eyes. The boy was exhausted. "I take it your talk with Granger and Weasley was as pleasant as you expected it to be," he asked as he turned back to his book.

"It was absolutely horrid. Why did I to talk to them again?" Draco sighed.

"Because for some reason you thought it appropriate to tell them the true nature of your relationship with Potter." Draco grunted in response to his godfather and started to draw random patterns on the arm of the chair with his finger. Snape studied the young man's appearance for a moment. "Well boy something is bothering you. Spit it out."

Draco sighed deeply before replying. "Granger was civil enough. Weasley did nothing but verbally attack me the entire time. When I finally told them the reason I wanted to talk to them...well things didn't improve to say. They seem to have gotten it into their heads that I did something to him. The last thing Granger said as they stormed out of the pub was that I would pay for what I had done." Draco stopped drawing random patterns on the chair and simply stared at the floor. "I miss him so much." Draco whispered.

Snape put away his book and patted Draco on the knee. "Come on boy, we have work to do. I did not agree to take you as may apprentice so you could mope about in my chambers all day." With that Snape left the room, knowing Draco would follow him. He hoped the potions work would keep his mind off of things for a few hours. The boy was absolutely miserable and it seemed his conscious had not been eased at all by his talk with Granger and Weasley.

Draco stared at the letter in his hand in disbelief. "You have got to be kidding me." It had been several weeks since he had spoken to Harry's friends and he had been in slightly higher spirits since the conversation. But from the contents of the letter he held, it seemed that Granger had meant her threats from their conversation. Draco was sitting in the Great Hall eating breakfast with the Hogwarts professors that remained at the school during the break. Professors Snape, MacGonagal, and Dumbledore were among them. Snape looked over at Draco curiously, "What is it Draco?"

Draco glanced up at Snape, and then to Dumbledore and MacGonagal before replying. "It seems I'm being accused of kidnapping and possible murder of Harry Potter per Minister Fudge."

"WHAT?" Snape snatched the letter from Draco's hand and read it for himself before passing it onto the other two professors.

Dumbledore studied the letter carefully before handing it back to Draco. "Not to worry young Mr. Malfoy. I'll look into this matter for you." With that the three professors went back to their breakfasts and Draco sat in deep contemplation.

To be Continued...