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Spinner's End, 1991

"Dad!"

Severus winced and turned a mild glare on his eleven year old son. "Harry, what have I said about yelling in the house?"

"Only in an emergency otherwise use my indoor voice," Harry recited solemnly before breaking into a grin. "Sorry, but I can't find my blue jumper! And Mrs. Malfoy and Draco will be here soon."

"Remember, you can call her Narcissa," Severus said. He frowned. "If you kept your room tidy, you wouldn't keep losing your things, young man."

Harry sighed. His room was tidy, in its own way. He knew where most of his things were. "Can't you just do that askio thing? Please?"

Severus rolled his eyes as he slid his wand out of his sleeve. "It isn't a thing, it's a spell. And the correct pronunciation is Accio Harry's blue jumper!"

Harry grinned as his jumper came flying out from under the sofa. He grabbed it. "Thanks, Dad."

Severus looked at him in exasperation. "What was it doing under the sofa? Dusting?"

"Um," Harry didn't really remember how it got under there. "I better finish getting ready." He said quickly.

Severus smirked to himself. Summer was almost over and his son would be starting his first year of Hogwarts. Of course, Harry knew Hogwarts quite well, having lived there except for the holidays when they came back to Severus's childhood home in Spinner's End. Still, his son was excited to finally be a student and couldn't wait to get his wand. As was Draco. Severus and Narcissa were taking them together to do their school shopping and get their wands. They were also planning on giving the boys some big news today.

After Lucius Malfoy had been killed three years ago, the remaining death eaters had scattered although some had been caught and were now in Azkaban. When Albus had relayed the news of Lucius's demise, Narcissa had cried. However, it was not from grief, but from relief. Draco, on the other hand, had been shocked and torn between grief and relief. For a year after the news, Narcissa and Draco had pretty much kept to themselves, although Narcissa had been able to reconnect with her sister Andromeda, something Lucius had never allowed. She then took over her late husband's position on the boards he had been on in the Ministry, doing her best to undue the fear and hurt he had caused. She also decided to open her own boutique in Diagon Alley, proud to have something that was just hers. She had kept the last name Malfoy, mainly for Draco as it was a prestigious name that still had good connections as well as for Draco's inheritance for when he turned seventeen.

While Narcissa had been opening her boutique, she and Severus had reconnected and began spending time together, developing a deep friendship which before long, turned into something more. They began dating, taking things slowly. They had officially been dating for over a year now and were now ready to take the next step. They had also made sure to spend a lot of time together with their sons, letting the boys get used to the four of them being together. Draco had spent this past summer vacationing with his Aunt Andromeda and Uncle Ted in France but the boys had played together over the years and for the most part, appeared to get along. The younger Malfoy had even continued to go on play dates with Harry to the Weasley's, although the blonde got irritated with the redheads easily. Severus wanted to be a good father to Draco as Lucius had been cold and unfeeling to both his son and wife. Severus had never thought he would fall in love, had never thought he would be capable of feeling love of that kind after Lily but Narcissa, despite what people thought of her, was actually a warm, caring and intelligent woman. Being under Lucius's thumb had caused her to act cold, as she had been afraid of her husband.

Now they wanted to join together their families and Severus hoped it went smoothly. He had taken to fatherhood quite well, he couldn't love Harry more than if he was his biological son. He had adopted him years ago and was thankful for the boy everyday. Narcissa adored Harry and Severus was very fond of Draco, though he had to tread carefully after the way Lucius had treated him. He had slowly been preparing Harry for the idea of them all becoming a family and Harry so far, had acted fine with it. In fact, this past summer he had been asking when they would get married.

"Geez, what's taking them so long?" Harry complained as they waited in the sitting room.

"Patience, Harry," Severus said as he glanced through a new potions journal.

Harry rolled his eyes and huffed.

"I saw that," Severus said, looking at his son in disapproval.

"Sorry," Harry said. "It's just, I've been looking forward to getting my wand for forever."

Severus's lips twitched in amusement. "Then you can wait a few more minutes, can you not?"

"I'm trying," Harry sighed. He brightened when the floo activated and Narcissa and Draco walked out. "Finally!"

Severus was about to scold his son for his rudeness but Narcissa laughed and gave Harry a hug. "Sorry dear. I know this is a big day for you both. Draco is excited too."

Draco nodded. "We should go, I want the pick of the best," He said haughtily.

"The wand chooses the witch or wizard, Draco," Severus told him, putting his hand on his shoulder and gently squeezing.

"I've told him that," Narcissa said, smiling at Severus. Her long blonde hair was hung loose around her shoulders, her light blue eyes sparkling. She lifted her face up for a kiss which Severus was more than happy to give.

"Oh, please," Draco muttered.

"So embarrassing," Harry agreed.

Narcissa giggled while Severus chuckled, holding up his hands. "All right, let's go get your wands."

HP

In Diagon Alley, they walked down the street passing all the cheerful looking shops as they headed to Ollivander's Wand Shop. As usual, people would stop and stare at Harry as he walked by. Some asked for his autograph but Severus scared them off with his scowl. Harry had learned to ignore the attention over the years, mostly anyway. It bothered him but there was nothing he could do about it.

Draco looked a little sulky but perked up once they entered Ollivander's. The shop was tiny yet there were thousands of narrow boxes piled right up to the ceiling. It seemed the air in the shop tingled with magic.

"Good afternoon Severus, Narcissa," Ollivander greeted as he entered from the back room. "Well boys, I see it is time to find your wands." He gave a small smile. "Seems just like yesterday I would see little Harry Potter strolling along while holding your hand Severus. So sweet."

Harry blushed and saw his dad curl his lip slightly.

"And Draco Malfoy, you would skip down the street pointing at things in the window yelling: Mine! Mine!" Ollivander continued.

"He still does that," Harry said cheekily.

Draco's silver eyes widened. "I do not! And I never skipped!"

Harry began laughing.

Ollivander clapped his hands together. "Who is first?"

"Me!" Draco gave Harry a glare.

Harry shrugged. It wasn't worth arguing about, he would soon have his own wand. He didn't feel so impatient about it now that they were finally at the store.

"Draco," Narcissa said with a touch of sternness.

Severus put his hand on Harry's shoulder. "It is fine. Right, Harry?"

"Sure," Harry said and caught the approving look on his dad's face. He smiled in return.

"Let's get you measured," Ollivander measured Draco from his shoulder to finger, wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor and around his head. Draco was starting to look impatient so Ollivander began talking. "Every Ollivander wand has a powerful magic substance as its core. Unicorn hairs, phoenix tail feathers and the heartstrings of dragons. Every wand is completely unique and you'll only get the results with your own wand." He let go of the tape measure, which continued measuring Draco, and began taking down boxes.

Draco began batting at the tape measure as it tried to measure between his nostrils.

"Here, try this one," Ollivander handed Draco a wand. "Maple and Unicorn hair."

Draco eagerly waved his wand, frowning when nothing happened. He snatched another that Ollivander was holding and tried that before Ollivander snatched it back.

"No, no," He muttered, almost to himself as he searched through his wands.

"I thought he was supposed to be the best," Draco mumbled.

"Draco Malfoy, if you do not start behaving better then you will wait until next week to get your wand," Narcissa warned.

Draco's eyes widened in alarm. "Sorry, Mother," He said immediately.

Harry resisted rolling his eyes. This is what bothered him about Draco, he could remind him of his cousin. Even though it has been years since he has seen his relatives, he remembered very well how he was treated by them. How Dudley got whatever he wanted and could be as rude as he liked. At least Narcissa would sometimes speak up about it, unlike his aunt. And at least Draco would apologize...sometimes.

"Try this one," Ollivander said handing over a brown wand with a black handle. "Ten inch, Hawthorn Wood and unicorn hair core."

Draco grabbed it, gave a happy sigh and slashed it through the air, bright sparks flying out of it. "This one," He said excitedly.

"Indeed," Severus said in amusement as Narcissa watched her son proudly.

"Well, now on to you Mr. Potter," Ollivander said as he began measuring Harry.

Harry stood still and waited until Ollivander gave him wand to try. Nothing happened so he handed it back. Another one he gave a wave and exploded a chair. "Uh, oops," Harry said in embarrassment.

"Definitely not that one," Ollivander chuckled as he went back to rummaging through boxes.

Draco snickered. "No, you should get that one. It will make classes fun."

"I might get expelled for blowing everything up," Harry said cheekily. "Filch for sure would throw me out."

"Mr. Filch," Severus corrected, a slow grin forming. "And yes, he most likely would. I wouldn't be pleased during class, all my ingredients blowing up."

Ollivander approached Harry, a thoughtful look on his face. "Try this one." He handed over a birch colored wand with a dark handle. "It's an unusual combination, holly and a phoenix feather, eleven inches, nice and supple."

Harry held it and felt a rush of warmth run through him. Like Draco, he slashed the wand through the air causing sparks to fly out, throwing bright sparks on the walls. He grinned.

"That would be your wand," Ollivander said. "Interesting, I wouldn't have thought..."

"Thought what?" Harry asked curiously.

Ollivander was gathering the wands that Harry had rejected. "That wand you have is the brother to the wand that gave you your scar," He said absently.

Harry froze and gave his dad an anxious look. "Really?" He squeaked out. He looked at his new wand warily.

"It is fine, Harry," Severus said quietly, giving Ollivander a glare.

Ollivander shrugged. "Of course it is fine. It is just interesting, that's all. I think it means we can expect great things from you, Mr. Potter."

Severus and Narcissa quickly paid for the wands and then left the shop. "I say we get your robes next and then your books," Narcissa said cheerfully.

Severus nodded, still aiming a glare at the shop when Narcissa pulled him away. "Just let it go," She advised.

"He didn't have to say that," Severus grumbled. "Why bring it up? Why bring him up?"

"It doesn't matter," Narcissa insisted. "He's dead and has been for a long time."

"Can we go to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour?" Draco asked hopefully.

"Perhaps when we have finished our errands and if you two are good," Severus responded.

Harry looked at his dad innocently. "Why wouldn't we be good? I'm good. Draco, are you good?"

"I'm good," Draco grinned.

Narcissa hid a grin at their cheekiness and Severus looked amused as well. "Impertinent brats. Why do we put up with them?"

"Because they're adorable," Narcissa teased, ruffling Draco's hair and then Harry's.

"Mother!" Draco began smoothing down his hair.

Harry didn't bother since his hair always looked messy anyway.

At Madam Malkin's robes for All Occasions, Harry and Draco stood on footstools as Madam Malkin pinned their robes. "I can't wait to be sorted," Draco said. "I just know I'm going to be in Slytherin."

"Slytherin, really? I figured you for Hufflepuff," Harry hid a grin.

Draco's mouth dropped open. "Are you mental? There is no way -" He stopped and glared. "Very funny." He sniffed. "What House are you hoping for?"

Harry tilted his head in thought. "Slytherin or Gryffindor."

Draco made a face. "Gryffindor?"

"My parents were in Gryffindor," Harry said. "And so far all the Weasley's have been so Ron probably will be as well. That way I know I'll have a friend in either House. You in Slytherin, Ron in Gryffindor."

"Oh," Draco said, mollified. "Hopefully you're in Slytherin. Severus would probably be disappointed if you weren't."

Harry felt a flare of panic. "You think?"

"Of course," Draco said. "Don't you think he would want his son in the same House he was in? He's the one who raised you, after all."

Harry nodded slowly. He hadn't thought of his Dad being disappointed if he didn't get into Slytherin. He had never mentioned anything about it. He realized Draco had moved on to another subject and was still talking.

"I don't think it is fair that we can't bring our brooms to school," Draco frowned. "It's silly that first years can't."

Harry shuffled a bit, feeling restless. "Dad said it was because some students don't know how to fly which is why we have flying class and that we have enough to learn and get used to without trying out for Quidditch too."

"I'm trying out," Draco said. "Second year, of course."

Harry nodded enthusiastically. "Me too! I love my new broom."

"Right, you only just received the Nimbus Two Thousand for your birthday," Draco drawled. "I got it as soon as it came out."

"I know," Harry said patiently. You bragged about it enough, he thought.

"Which reminds me, we need to have a race," Draco said excitedly. "I also have a Quaffle we can play with."

Harry perked up. "That would be fun!"

"All done boys," Madam Malkin said. "You can both get down now."

At Flourish and Bott's when getting their books, Harry waved at Neville who was with his grandmother.

"Hi Harry, hi Draco," Neville said in his normally shy voice.

"Hey Neville, did you get your wand yet?" Harry asked.

Neville glanced at his grandmother, who was looking through books and shook his head. "We're going there next. I hope a wand chooses me."

"It will," Harry assured him. He knew Neville's family had worried he would be a squib until one day when they were all playing at the Weasley's, Neville fell off a broom and bounced down the lawn. He decided he didn't like flying after that but had been relieved to show some magic.

"Yeah, don't worry Hufflepuff." Draco snickered. He shrugged at Harry's glare. "He's a Hufflepuff if I ever saw one."

Neville frowned. "What's wrong with Hufflepuff? My Mum was in Hufflepuff."

"Nothing is wrong with it," Harry said. "Right Draco?"

"Oh, of course," Draco coughed. "I just figure you'll be in the same House your mum was in. You know, they are known for being, um, kind and helpful. Stuff like that."

Neville relaxed. "Yeah, everyone says my mum was really nice and sweet. Brave too, like my Dad."

"Was he a Puff?" Draco asked.

"No, he was a Gryffindor," Neville bit his lip. "I am hoping more for Hufflepuff."

"Don't blame you, Gryffindors are known to be -"

"What?" Harry asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Brave," Draco said quickly. "Like to get into a lot of adventures, from what I've heard."

"Yeah," Neville nodded, chuckling a bit. "Definitely not me."

"Neville, let's go!" Augusta Longbottom called loudly.

Neville gave a start at her loud voice and quickly went to her, giving a wave as he did.

"His grandmother is scary," Draco commented.

Harry nodded in agreement.

After getting their the rest of their school supplies, they ended up at Florean Fortescue's.

"Boys, we have some exciting news to tell you both," Severus said after they ordered, glancing at Narcissa. She smiled in return and took his hand.

Harry looked looked at them expectantly. He had a feeling he knew what the news would be.

Severus continued. "I have asked Narcissa to marry me and she agreed."

"Isn't that wonderful?" Narcissa beamed. "The four of us will be a family, you two will be brothers!"

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