Harry Potter Boy who Lives

H P Boy who Lives 7th year

Chapter Ten

Adorable

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The wedding and two adorable heroes' try to get used to being six at least for the time being... ;)

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Lily was bundled under the covers in their big king-size four-poster bed with Harry cuddled against her, while a miserable James was propped up on pillows beside her. "Well, look on the bright side Harry's fine, you'll be fine when Severus finishes brewing the potion, and we get a chance to experience what we missed."

"He is kind of adorable that size." James sneezed and coughed.

"And he needs his Mummy and Daddy to keep the nightmares away. I think he was dreaming of that night a little while ago." Lily was content as a kitten holding Harry in her arms.

"The storm outside is doing it." James wheezed.

"That one was brewed by nature not magic." Harry was clinging to Lily, as he whimpered in his sleep.

"Bad man is here not safe..."

"Easy there little man you beat him all by yourself." James reached over and rubbed his back. "He can't hurt anyone anymore."

Franc had sent them clothes for the boys, so Harry was dressed in Harry Potter pajamas.

"Daddy..." Harry let go of his mother to curl into his father's arms.

"Your turn while I go check on Draco." Lily got out of bed.

"I checked on him an hour ago. He crawled into bed with Ginny. I think the storm spooked him." Harry was getting more and more restless in his arms and he was coughing now.

"I knew it! He went and got himself the sniffles." Lily reached over and felt his forehead. He was spiking a high fever.

"Let's see, Lil's. First he called up a massive storm, and then when he managed to find a way into Hagrid's probably wound up soaked. Now since he's six was most likely too tired to bother removing his wet clothes, so he crawled under the covers sopping wet." James made sure that Harry was bundled under all the covers, because he was starting to shiver now.

Lily went about conjuring a cool compress for each of them. "Here's a cool compress for you and our little man."

Harry blinked open his eyes and frowned. "It wasn't a horrible nightmare was it?" He coughed miserably. "Oh great, now I'm sick to boot." He moaned.

"After spending six hours searching for you in the pouring rain, most of the family is all sick." James started sneezing and coughing.

Harry glanced down at the blurry image of his current dress. Not please with his new look. "Ok who was the one who though I would..." He coughed. "...Be okay with Pajamas depicting my likeness on them and…" He sneezed several times. "…Oh, great goblins even matching underwear! I'm gonna strangle Franc!" He wheezed.

"Now we'll have none of that young man. Because now you are six not seventeen, it was sweet of him to bring you and Draco clothes." Lily sat down on the bed.

"I'm in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban pajamas and underwear and you expect me to be happy?! I am so out of here?!" Harry very much the budding Merlin vanished from his father's arms in a sparkle of lights.

James sprang from bed, raced for his robes, and the map. "He had better be going to his room!" He ignored his pounding headache and activated the map. "Show me Harry Potter-Pendragon!" The map revealed Harry not in his room but Hermione's. "Good she can deal with him for a while." James cleared the map and went back to bed. "He was so adorable all vulnerable in his sleep. Then he woke up ruining the whole bit." He buried his face in his pillows.

"He's been through an ordeal today. Now he woke up miserable with a cold, which like his Daddy means that he's as grouchy as a bear." Lily crawled back into bed.

"Yeah, well, being sick bites. Especially, when usually all it takes to feel better is a potion that we happen to be fresh out of..." He coughed and groaned miserably into his pillow.

"Poppy used her batch of Pepper Up on the first years that fell into the lake. You are not dying. Severus will have it ready by weeks end. So quit being a baby." Lily kissed him on the forehead and got out of bed. "No need for me to get sick. I'm going to sleep in Harry's bed, since he's with Hermione."

"Oh, sure abandon me when I'm dying! I'll remember this Evans!" James brooded as she left the room.

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Hermione woke up to the most adorable sight. Harry was curled up on her other pillow with the pups snoozing at his feet and Crooks and Pepper sitting on the pillow above his head. He was dressed in adorable pajamas. She reached out and brushed her fingers across his forehead. He was spiking a fever and coughing as if he were miserable. "I'll take care of you. Don't you worry, Harry."

She carefully got out of bed and muffled a cough of her own. She had been given some of the last of the Pepper Up Potion as had Rory and Dromi. So, she felt better than the others did.

"He'll need a cool cloth for his forehead and herbal rub for his cough and body aches." She now had her own Healers bag, and was proud that she now had an extensive knowledge about how to use the items in it properly.

"Father said that Morgana had been up to no good again." Celestra appeared behind her with a large beaker of potion in her hands. "I see she went to extremes this time."

"Draco and Harry got changed into six-year-olds by an immensely powerful hex. I suppose it could have been worse if I hadn't stopped her from deaging them any further." Hermione sounded miserable.

"Mother and Father can reverse the hex and set things right, but had they been any younger the situation would have been dire." Celestra conjured a cup and poured some potion into it. "Drink up you will feel better."

Hermione took the cup and drank the potion it was like drinking energy. "Thanks this potion is amazing. Now what do you mean by dire?"

"Had they been changed to toddlers the hex would have been irreversible. James and Lily would have gotten a second chance at raising Harry and Draco." Celestra sighed.

"I would have lost Harry." Tears of fury streamed down her cheeks after realizing about how close she had come to losing him. "She tried to take him away from me..."

"Angel, don't cry. I'm gonna be myself again. I promise." Harry stood in the doorway of the bathroom more concerned for Hermione than for himself.

Hermione scooped him up into her arms and hugged him fiercely. "She's not going to take you from me! I won't allow it! You hear me I won't allow it!"

"I'm not going anywhere, angel, but I do need to breathe." Harry gasped. She was hugging the breath out of him.

"Hermione, bring him here so I can give him his potion." Celestra took in the touching scene but; she had others to give the potion to.

"Perhaps you have a Potion to make me seventeen again?" Harry coughed and sniffled miserably.

"Fraid not, but it will cure you of your cold." Celestra walked over and fed him some of the potion. "Father wants you to know that it might take a week or more, but he and mother will be able to change you back."

"What do you mean a week or more? What happened to a few days?" Harry scowled.

"After five hours had passed and you were still blocking everyone including him out, he used some power to find you." Celestra explained.

"So, what's this ring on my finger now a dud?" Harry grumbled.

"It's sleeping until you return to your normal age. So, even though it still can't be removed from your finger, it's of no use until you're sorted out." Hermione recalled what she knew about the HBP ring.

"Oh, thanks that makes me feel loads better. Thanks for the potion Aunt Celestra. I'll see you in awhile, angel." Harry vanished from her arms.

"His skill and natural power haven't been affected by the spell, father was worried about that." Celestra was impressed.

"Oh, he's still a fully trained wizard very much a Merlin-in- training." Hermione set about preparing a bath for herself.

"Enjoy your soak I have others to attend to." Celestra vanished.

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Draco glared at Ginny. "I was not afraid of the storm."

"Oh really, then why did you crawl into bed with me last night. You were shaking like a leaf." Ginny searched through his new clothes.

"Can't I just wanna cuddle? Do I have to have a reason?" Draco pouted.

"What about this one?" Ginny brought out a pair of jeans and a Prisoner of Azkaban sweatshirt depicting Buckbeak in flight with Sirius riding him.

"Franc is getting a jolly good kick out of this situation. Harry and I are gonna be walking movie advertisements. Look at me! I'm in pajamas with Harry and me dueling like in second year!" Draco was not pleased with his new wardrobe.

"Draco, you happen to be the size of a six-year-old, the clothes fit, so live with it." Ginny tried to keep a serious look on her face.

"Fine, but one snicker from anybody and I will jinx them so badly they'll never do it again!" Draco stalked into his bathroom.

"Where's Draco?!" Harry was dressed in a sweatshirt depicting him in the middle of conjuring a patronus, jeans, and sneakers with little flashing Hedwig's on the sides of them.

Ginny grabbed Draco's camera and took several pictures. "He's getting dressed. You look adorable by the way."

Harry narrowed his eyes at her. "I may have to break that camera."

"It's for your scrapbook." Ginny acted all innocent.

"Ginny, have you seen Harry?" Hermione spotted him and scooped him up into her arms. "Shall we go have breakfast?"

"If you meant the Great Hall forget it." Harry growled.

"I'm with him on that one." Draco came out of the bathroom.

Ginny took more pictures, before scooping him up into her arms, and kissing his cheek. "You are so adorable."

Sirius and James walked into the bedroom.

"The royal wedding's still on as scheduled. We have to get our two little Princes all fancy for their Mum and Grandma's." Sirius took Draco and James took Harry.

"We can't Dad, please don't make us. It's bad enough being six and dressed like first graders. Now the whole prince thing as well. We'll be a laughing stalk." Harry pleaded with his big green eyes and he was pouting.

James steeled himself against the look that melted all resolve. "Lily and I are determined to renew our vows today, erasing that Halloween of the past, and to do that we need our sons standing up there beside us as we say our vows. You will grit your teeth and endure your prince clothes. You will smile, be on your best behavior, and that is the end of this conversation." James did not falter.

"It's just that I wanted to be able to stand there tall and proud, but Morgana ruined everything didn't she." Harry glared up into his father's eyes.

"If you vanish or even try to vanish during your time as a six-year-old. There will be no Quidditch, no Hogsmeade, and no freedom until Christmas break is that clear?" James set down the law with him.

"Oh yeah, crystal clear at least we still have our rooms." Harry saw the look on his dad's face and swore in Parseltounge.

"NO WAY! YOU CAN'T TAKE ALL OF IT AWAY FROM US TOO! IT'S NOT FAIR! THIS IS NOT OUR FAULT!" Harry shouted angrily.

"Look the rooms that you have now are not suitable for six-year-old boys. You two need proper beds that you can easily crawl into, a bath your size, a shower that you can reach the taps on, and sinks as well. It's only until Merlin and Mab can change you back." Stephen heard Harry's shouting and came to check on them.

"THIS BLOWS! I MEAN IT!! THIS SUCKS!! DRACO AND I HAVE TO SHARE BUNK BEDS OR SOMETHING, BECAUSE SOME HAG TURNED US SIX! FINE, BUT WE HAD BETTER BE ALLOWED OUR VIDEO GAMES!!" Harry folded his arms across his chest and refused to look at his father.

"No video games no deal." Draco growled.

"We knew that and it's all been set up for you." Stephen reassured them.

"Guess we're suck on Mum and Dad's floor. Hang on a minute what happens to our rooms?" Harry growled.

"Wills and Harry will take good care of them for you." Stephen found himself glared at by the boys.

"That's just great kicked out of our floor and down with our parents, so Wills and Henry have a closer room to our sisters!" Harry narrowed his eyes at his father. Then one fact dawned on him that when all was back to normal his Dad could not follow through with his threat. After all, he was married and out of his reach.

:Harry James, don't you dare press your luck. Just go along with your elders and humor them. You promised Master Chen.: Hermione knew what he was plotting.

:Come January when this Morgana rubbish is done and finished Hermione and I are gonna have our own quarters. So I will endure all the other crap until then.: He used private conversation to chat with Hermione and his father. :Bye Angel.:

:So you know what Uncle Albus said. I thought that I sensed Hermione eavesdropping that first day of school when you had the cruddy day.: James carried him out of the room.

:I know most of it and in January, because of all the events that lead up to Morgana's demise. I'm gonna as they say flee the nest.: Harry had his mind-set on it.

:That's two months away from now and you are very much not out of the nest. In fact, you are eleven or so years from it.: James pointed out that fact to him.

"Here we are boys your temporary quarters." Sirius set Draco down on his feet.

The theme was still Gryffindor only not in grand scale. No four-poster bed, but twin beds just their size. The video games were now set up in a corner media area with extra large pillows for them to sit or lounge on while they played. Overall, it wasn't that bad.

"This will do until we're set right again." Draco approved of the room.

"Yeah, I guess it's not so bad." Harry reluctantly agreed.

"Dobby brought breakfast for family made special for Masters Harry and Draco." Dobby appeared with a huge tray floating beside him loaded with food.

"Why thank you Dobby tell everyone in the kitchen that we understand their thoughtfulness." James smiled warmly down at him as he set Harry down on his feet.

"Thanks Dobby we're famished." Draco watched as Sirius conjured a table and four chairs, before taking the tray, and setting it on it.

"We want to make masters happy during this time." Dobby was as tall as they were.

"Thanks Dobby we're gonna be like this for a week if we're lucky, two at the most, at least that's what Aunt Celestra told me this morning." Harry found himself hugged by Dobby.

"Poor Masters Harry and Draco not to worry Kreacher, Winky, and Dobby will watch over you." That said he vanished.

"I'm gonna eat breakfast and not think about what that could mean." Harry climbed up onto a chair and eyed the food. Hotcakes stacks of them just the right size, sausage, bacon, toast, scrambled eggs with bits of ham and cheese, and large pitchers of milk and juice all awaited his fork.

"Two weeks?" Draco pouted.

"That's what she said." Harry nodded as he loaded his plate up with food. "Could be less."

"We'll be bored to tears by then. We can't go to class, train, practice, or anything like that." Draco was not looking forward to their holiday from school.

"We thought of that and during the day Rory, Dromi, Wills, and Henry are going to keep you occupied." James was enjoying his breakfast.

"Occupied as in how?" Draco and Harry frowned.

"I reckon you'll just have to wait and find out." Sirius grinned.

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The wedding took place out on the front lawns, very much as it had that summer, only many more guests were at this one.

Lily, Jenna, and Anna all wore gowns that they'd been given for Harry and Hermione's wedding in Avalon. They did not need to wear white because they were renewing their vows.

James, Sirius, Remus, Alex, Wills, Henry, Ron, and Stephen all looked dashing in their Prince, Best men, groomsman, and King wear.

Ginny, Hermione, Luna, Katherine, and Gene wore glorious gowns as they had that summer, only this time Hermione matched her friends. Dromi and Rory were dressed like the other girls, but instead of holding bouquets of flowers like the others, they were holding one of their brothers in their arms.

Harry and Draco were clearly not enjoying this one bit. They were all dressed up in prince wear with smaller versions of their crowns on their heads. They didn't care that everyone thought they were adorable. All they cared about was the Wizarding World press was covering the event.

There were royal guards, Order Members, and senior DA members posted everywhere to make sure that no one crashed the wedding which went off without incident.

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"Dad, I can walk you know." Harry was sick of being picked up and hugged like a plush bear.

"Yes, I know you can walk. However, it seems that you two are so cute and adorable that everyone wishes to cuddle you. So, if I put you down you will be converged on by all of those guests and girls again." James reminded him.

"I know that this sounds stupid, but I wanted to dance with Hermione tonight, but instead she gets to dance with other guys." Harry pouted, as he watched yet another seventh year boy dance with his wife.

James saw that Draco, who was in Violet's arms was feeling the same way. "You aren't alone feeling that way Draco is also in misery."

Lily walked over kissed James and then Harry on the cheek. "Shall we dance or are you two going to avoid dancing all night?"

James looked down at Harry, "How about it Junior shall we dance with your Mum?"

"Us, as in all three, is it possible to waltz with me in your arms?" Harry could just picture being dropped and landing on his bum.

"There's only one way to find out." Lily winked at him.

"Oh, this one is definitely going in The Prophet tomorrow." Harry sighed as all eyes turned to the three of them waltzing to the music.

To many of the elder family members and guests it was like watching what should have been. This brought tears to their eyes as they watched James, Lily, and Harry enjoy a dance together.

"I have to put this down on canvas." Dromi leaned back in Henry's arms.

"Harry might not be enjoying being six again, but your parent's sure love it." Henry pulled her closer to him.

"He's just not used to being picked up and cuddled neither of them are." Rory watched as Sirius picked up Draco, after a guest had pinched him on the cheek.

"They really are on their best behavior, so far not a jinxed person to be found." Wills saw that Hermione was dancing with a boy who was all feet. "Excuse me luv, I have to go rescue my cousin from getting her toes broken."

Ginny was also dancing with a boy who couldn't dance. "Gin isn't fairing too well either... Be back in a few." Henry kissed Dromi before going to rescue Ginny.

"Shall we take baby brother Draco for a dance?" Rory grinned at Dromi.

"Oh lets." Dromi grinned and they walked over to Sirius. "We wish a dance with our brother."

"How can I refuse? As he's pinning over Ginny dancing with other boys." Sirius set Draco in Dromi's arms.

"You can dance with her at the Millennium Celebration Ball we promise." Rory kissed him on the cheek as they started waltzing around the room.

"I know. It's humiliating to be constantly picked up, hugged, and pinched by everyone just because I'm adorable." Draco was miserable.

"We'll protect you from all those girls and women who want to cuddle you... We promise." Dromi felt a tap on her shoulder.

"Ginny wishes to dance with her prince and I wish my princess to dance with me as well." Henry smiled at her.

"My Dragon needs my protection." Ginny took Draco from them and twirled away.

"Shall we my enchantress?" Henry bowed.

"Yes, shall we my fire?" Wills swept Rory away in his arms.

"I see that Hermione finally broke away from those horrid boys who can't dance and found herself someone who can't step on her feet." Rory saw that Hermione was twirling around with Harry in her arms and smiled.

"You do realize that this is going to make them even closer when he's set right again." Wills twirled them around the dance floor.

"Then you'll have to do some secret arranging when they see Sanctuary all completed this December, so they're officially married in the Muggle World as well." Rory laid her head against his shoulder and sighed.

"In November they'll be going over how they want each room to be decorated. I brought that trunk full of catalogs, paint strips, wallpaper samples, and the like with us." Wills reminded her.

"I know that William stop changing the subject. Can you arrange it or not?" Rory gave him the look.

"I've already arranged it, my fire." Wills kissed her on the nose. "Now can we please focus on how we're going to entertain Harry and Draco, as six-year-olds in November that won't bore all of us to tears?"

"If we were in America I would think Disney World, but we're not." Rory sighed.

"There is one outside Paris, although it's rather chilly in France or here for that matter as its late fall." Wills brainstormed places to go. "It's Disneyland Paris."

"If you think Harry and Draco would like it." Rory smiled. "I can arrange for a warm sunny Indian summer day with ease."

"Then it's settled Disneyland Paris it is." James tapped Wills on the shoulder as he was kissing Rory.

"I would like to dance with my daughter." James growled.

Wills turned to look at James, who was giving him his let-go-or-I-turn-you-into-a Flobberworm look. "See you after a bit, my flame." He kissed her before letting James have his dance. Then walked over to where Lily was sitting.

"James doesn't have to worry about Harry and Hermione, so you four are his target of the moment." Lily sighed.

Wills sat down beside her. "We're taking Harry and Draco to Europe tomorrow."

"There are too many risks in Europe. You'll have to think of someplace else." Stephen growled form his seat next to Anna.

"The Dark wizards and witches migrated to Europe, as did the remaining Deatheaters at large." Anna explained why Stephen was paranoid.

"I doubt that they're hanging about Disneyland Paris, which was where we planned on taking them." Wills frowned. "But you're both right it's not worth the risk. I could take them to Highgrove, but a bunch of cows, steers, sheep, and horses might be boring for them. There is the Zoo. Almost all the theme parks are closed for the season, so that's out..."

"The thing that all of you're forgetting is that Harry and Draco may look six or so years old, but in all essence are seventeen. You can't take them to kiddies' attractions. I mean that's just insulting." Ron having heard the conversation put his two cents in.

"How is Sanctuary coming along? Maybe they can choose decor or something?" Luna suggested.

Hermione was holding a sleeping Harry in her arms. "They have to keep up the mentality of a seventeen-year-old. This means that they can catch up on their reading or do an essay that's coming round soon. Merlin has various assignments for each of them."

"My laptop does have what details Marcus needs answers for to stay on schedule. I have a trunk full of stuff that he wishes you to sort through." Wills watched as Hermione pondered his latest project for them.

"Yes, well, that just might bore him to tears." Hermione frowned.

"Harry has kept up with this whole process, so it makes sense that he would wish to tackle what needs to be done." Wills reminded her.

"That's because he can see it completed in his mind. I suppose its better than being dragged around zoo's and what not." Hermione was a natural with kids. It was obvious that she was going to be an excellent mother.

Harry cuddled against her shoulder. "Mine." He sighed in his sleep

"That's right, lion. I'm yours." She rubbed his back as she spoke.

"I was going to suggest a visit with Dan and Emma. They've started on the second task scenes for Goblet." Ginny was also holding a sleeping Draco in her arms. "They're filming in a water tank on a soundstage."

Merlin and Mab appeared behind them.

"The two of them are clearly vulnerable here in this world. We will watch over them until they are made right again." Mab motioned for Xander to take Harry and Cameron to take Draco.

Hermione was not about to let him go. "Think of another way, because if you think that you're going to take him away from me for what very well may be two weeks you are sorely mistaken." She growled at Xander.

"You very nearly lost him. Are you willing to take that risk again by keeping him at the castle? Futures can change, Lass. Are you willing to put that glorious future that you were shown in jeopardy? Arthur took that chance and look where he ended, dead before his time. You must never underestimate, Morgana. She may still have enough power to finish what was half done." Merlin's words were not kind or gentle, but harsh and to the point.

Hermione looked down at the sleeping prince in her arms, tears pooled in her eyes at the thought of having to let him go, even if it was for a short time. "Can I come see him?"

"You are both princesses of both realms of course you can both see them. That is unless other circumstance prevented you to do so like finishing class work assignments and so forth." Mab smiled.

"I want Draco to be safe." Ginny let Cameron take him.

"I want Harry to be safe." Hermione let Xander take him out of her arms and then raced out of the Great Hall in tears.

"We'll visit them after classes and have dinner with them." Lily got up and kissed each of her sons on the cheek. "I love them too much to risk their lives or future happiness."

"They'll be grouchy as little bears when they awaken and find themselves not in the Pendragon Wing. We're talking major Hermione and Ginny withdrawal." James took Harry from Xander and hugged him careful not to wake him, then did the same with Draco. "All set we'll see them tomorrow."

"Just keep them safe and out of mischief." Lily wasn't so keen on letting them go.

"Geez, they aren't six. They'll be fine. Grouchy as hell that's for sure, but keep 'em busy with studying and stuff." Ron gave them some sound advice.

"I am well aware of that Ronald that is another reason they are going to be with me. I will not treat them like children." Merlin assured him. "Playing video games for a week here in the castle will rot their brains."

Mab narrowed her eyes at the Wizarding press and walked over to them. "This does not appear in your publications. The wedding is fine. But, my husband and I taking the princes is not. If you defy me the consequences will be dire."

Wills and Henry were amazed by the way Mab handled the press.

"She'd neuter the paparazzi." Henry grinned.

"I would love for them to get a taste of that power, but Rory and Dromi are more than capable of handling the press." Wills agreed.

"If they hurt my own then they will rue the day they did so. Muggle or not they are not out of my reach. I despise how this modern day news machine twists the truth to sell their wares." Mab gave them a scathing look and the press broke out in hives and pox marks. All except for the ones from The Quibbler, after all they were family.

Hammond Drake the new star reporter for The Daily Prophet glared at her. He was oblivious of whom was ordering them about. "Who in Merlin's name are you? Why the bloody hell should I give a tinker's damn about your pomp and circumstance?"

The Great Hall shook with the fury of Queen Mab. Lighting slashed across a now blackened sky, and Hammond Drake found himself hanging from the rafters with donkey ears and a tail to match. "HOW DARE YOU ADDRESS ME IN SUCH A MANNER! I HAVE MAIMED LITTLE HALF WIZARDS LIKE YOU FOR LESS! IF MY HUSBAND HAD NOT MEDDLED INTO YOUR WORLD'S PATHETIC, AFFAIRS THIS WORLD WOULD HAVE PERISHED OVER A MILLENNIA AGO! I AM QUEEN MAB AND YOU ARE NOTHING!"

"Here Grams hold Harry, it should soothe your ruffled feathers." Xander set Harry in her arms.

"You are fortunate that I do not wish to awaken Grandson, otherwise human you would no longer be!" Mab vanished in a blinding flash of light.

"I would expect a stormy week. She's really in a temper this time." Merlin glared up at Hammond Drake. "Listen up all of you! Any leak about their whereabouts and you will rue the day you were created. That includes all of you gossipmongers who wish to gab at work tomorrow or at high tea. No one is to know where the boys are. Believe me I will find out if you do have a slip of the tongue."

"Father, you need to go calm mother. She's decided that a blizzard not a thunderstorm is in order." Celestra appeared beside them. "Did they do something to Harry?"

"No love, that fool up there insulted mother and she gave him what for." Cameron pointed up at the rafters.

"Serves the foolish mortal right for not realizing whom he was speaking to," Celestra glared up at him.

"Mab was said to be an aged hag not some goddess!" Hammond Drake grumbled. This earned him a set of bat wings and extremely large front teeth.

"Mother appears as she wishes, as does father. Do you truly believe that immortals age in appearance? My father appears as he does to all of you, because that is how you expect to see him. In truth he has burnished red gold hair, wrinkle free skin, and does not look a year over thirty."

"They understand now daughter. Let us get young Draco settled at the palace." Merlin was now as his true self and everyone gasped in surprise.

"We will see you soon." Merlin, Celestra, Cameron, and Xander all vanished in a flash of blinding light.

"Oi Colin, get some snaps of Drake we'll run a piece on him for tomorrow's issue!" Fred shouted over at Colin, but need not have he was covering the whole event.

"Fred, you promised no work for our first date." Katie Bell pouted up at him.

Fred flushed crimson. "Yeah, well, the news stops for no one." He stammered nervously.

"Very well, we'll cover the story together, but you owe me some quality one-on-one time later." Katie Bell stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.

Fred's reaction to their first kiss was to put his arms around her waist, pull her closer to him, and kiss her back.

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Chapter Eleven

Morgana's influence

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I do not claim any of JKR's characters only that I love being able to create my own kind of mischief with her beloved characters. I do not claim any other things that are owned by other companies that I may mention once and a while in the stories...Although the original characters and ideas are mine and I loved creating them. So please review if you wish but try not to flame me too badly.

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