Last Time
"You had to be facing the Slytherins," Gregory chuckled.
"Of course, can anyone but the other house bring out that type of competitiveness in the Gryffindors and Slytherins. Flint had the Slytherins practising after breakfast for an hour, during lunch and from three to five, and two days he had them out there from eight to ten when they couldn't make the lunch one," Harry snorted.
"It is definitely a good thing you do not take that competitiveness so seriously," Marcus chuckled looking between him and Gregory.
"I think for this Malfoy I am more than willing to bury the hatchet," Harry smiled at Gregory who was still holding his hand underneath the table.
Chapter ten
Harry shifted Teddy's nappy bag higher on his shoulder as he walked down the pathway from the gates of Malfoy Manor where he had aparated in to the Manor itself. He couldn't really believe that it had been nearly two months since he had made this same walk and met Gregory for the first time completely unsure of his welcome and nervous as hell. Well he was still a bit nervous today, it would be the first time he had been around a larger group of Malfoy's, including Draco, since he and Gregory had started courting.
Gregory, well Marcus through Gregory, had invited Harry to the manor for lunch with Teddy as Remus and Tonks were busy all day with work and Andromeda was having the day to herself in Paris. He had been unsure as to whether he really wanted to come, but the hopeful look on Gregory's face, even through floo call, and the knowledge that he would have to do this sooner or later had had him agreeing. Plus Gregory had walked into the Lion's den for him, he could walk into the snake pit, again. And he had Teddy with him which amazingly added a little more security.
Looking down at Teddy he smiled when he realised he was fast asleep and drooling a little against Harry's chest in the carrier Harry had strapped them both into before leaving. His hair was flickering between aqua blue and sapphire blue reminding Harry of waves. He couldn't believe Teddy was three months old already, and beginning to show signs of mischief, much to Remus and Tonks' horror and Harry and Andromeda's amusement, after he turned Remus' skin green with some accidental magic after Remus had taken his bottle away from him.
Sucking in a deep breath as he walked up to the steps to the front doors Harry steeled himself before knocking. The door was almost immediately answered by a neat looking house elf who curtsied politely.
"Master Marcus is being telling me to bring you through, the family is being in the gardens," The house elf told him before leading him through the great long hallways to the back. Harry honestly thought that most of the things lining the hallways, on tables or hanging on the walls looked as though they belonged in a Museum or an art gallery. Stepping out of a set of large French windows the house elf then led him further down along a pathway that was lined with neatly trimmed red and white rose bushes, trailing up and over a trellis forming a beautifully secluded walkway.
Finally Harry heard voices talking, some laughter and the sound of who had to be Phoenix calling loudly to his dad. Stepping out Harry hid a wince when he realised that nearly all the Malfoy's were here. Marcus, Carina, Samuel, Marcus younger, Leandre, Gregory, Mikhail, Julia, Draco, Phoenix and who Harry reckoned had to be Tiberius - Leandre and Marcus's middle child. Just as he was considering whether he could obliviate the House elf and run for it Marcus caught sight of him and his aged face broke into a warm smile as he stood and made his way over to Harry with a fair speed that belied his age and walking stick.
"Harry, I'm so glad you came!" Marcus smiled kissing Harry's forehead before hugging him gently. And suddenly Harry felt so much more at ease, he didn't know how the older man managed to do it, but his genuine happiness at seeing Harry helped a lot.
"Thank you for inviting me, erm I was baking last night so I made some extra," Harry said a little embarrassed carefully pulling a shrunk box from the nappy bag and holding it out. He hadn't wanted to show up empty handed, but he felt a little embarrassed now.
"Oh! Home baked, what is it?" Marcus asked eagerly looking like a little kid on Christmas day making Harry smile a little.
"Just some scones and muffins, erm I wasn't sure what everyone liked so I made some blueberry muffins, some chocolate ones and some raspberry ones," Harry reeled out.
"How about we don't tell the others about these hum?" Marcus's eyes had lit up and he was tugging the lid off the box eagerly.
"Too late great-grandpa, I heard the words home baked and chocolate," Julia laughed.
"You developed bat ears along with a baby," Marcus pouted at her making Harry laugh as she rolled her eyes at him.
"Hello Harry, it's wonderful to see you again," She smiled kissing his cheeks.
"You too, how are you both doing?" Harry asked, Julia had a calmness and serenity about her, a quietness that you would think would get lost amongst the Malfoys strong personalities, but instead she stood out and seemed to fit right in.
"We're both good thank you," Julia smiled brightly rubbing her hand over her stomach. "Mikhail and the others are panicking as though I am due tomorrow instead of another month and a half,"
"Gregory mentioned Mikhail was panicking a little," Harry chuckled.
"He's already been hexed several times. This must be Teddy," Julia smiled looking at Teddy where he was still snoozing happily.
"We're right in the middle of his nap time," Harry said apologetically.
"At least he won't be cranky when he wakes up, Gregory was terrible for that until he was about four, if you woke him from his nap Merlin help you," Marcus chuckled as they walked further into the garden with Harry laughing now.
"What has grandfather been saying about me?" Gregory drawled as he spotted them and walked over.
"Now why would you think I had said anything about you?" Marcus asked feigning shock.
"Because you have that look in your eyes and Harry is laughing," Gregory snorted as he reached them, leaning forwards careful of Teddy and kissing Harry softly. "Hello,"
"Hey," Harry grinned at him.
"Merlin you two have it bad!" Marc snickered before his breath left him in a whoosh when Leandre hit him in the stomach.
"I'm sorry for the idiot with the big mouth. It's nice to see you again Harry," the brown haired man smiled warmly making Harry chuckle despite the blush still covering his cheeks, Gregory was scowling grumpily at his cousin.
"It's nice to see you all again as well," He nodded shyly seeing everyone's attention was on him. Julia made her way to the nearby garden table and chairs allowing Gregory to slip beside him and wrap his arm around his waist sensing the uncertainty in Harry.
"I think Tiberius is the only one of us that you haven't met yet," Marcus smiled placing his hand on Harry's shoulder and motioning to the teen who was almost the spitting image of Leandre just with Marcus's blonde hair.
"Hello," The teen nodded politely though he was looking Harry over extremely curiously.
"Hi," Harry tried to smile at the teen but he was feeling a little overwhelmed again.
"Come on let's sit down," Gregory tugged him over to a table with Marcus eagerly behind them. "Thank you for coming," He said softly kissing Harry softly once more before they reached the table.
"I'm not sure I'll ever get used to the sight of so many Malfoys without becoming overwhelmed," Harry laughed weakly.
"You do get used to it eventually," Marcus assured him with a soft smile.
"I'm not so sure about that," Harry snorted amused, he wasn't sure the sight of so many Malfoys would ever stop being a shock to him.
"Mr Potter," Samuel smiled politely coming over to their table and sitting opposite Marcus.
"Call me Harry please," Harry smiled at the older man as Gregory slipped his hand into Harry's.
"We have been hearing a lot about you the last few months, mostly from Father," Samuel chuckled making Harry smile a little.
"That's true, we can't wrestle anything but the basic details from Uncle Gregory, not that Uncle Marc, Uncle Mikhail and father haven't tried," Draco smiled unsurely as he walked over.
"Draco," Harry smiled at the other teen not entirely sure what sort of greeting he would be getting, especially as he was dating his uncle.
"Is this Teddy?" Draco asked curiously stepping a little closer.
"Yup, he should wake in about an hour," Harry said a little apologetically as Draco peered at his cousin.
"He's cute," Draco smiled as Teddy's hair turned a brighter blue as he shifted against Harry's chest rubbing his face into it a little.
"You sound shocked," Harry said a little unsurely.
"The last baby I saw was Phoenix, he was not a cute baby," Draco whispered.
"I heard that Draco Malfoy," Leandre scowled making Draco jump and look at him guiltily.
"He got cuter," Draco said sheepishly. "At about five months,"
"Phoenix was a cute baby!" Leandre crossed his arms.
"He really wasn't," Marcus said quietly to Harry with a wince.
"He's gorgeous now, he's going to be a heartbreaker," Harry smiled at Leandre.
"He is isn't he? I'm dreading him going to Hogwarts and hitting his teenage years," Leandre chuckled sitting down at the table.
"You're going to be chasing the boys and girls away from him," Harry laughed. "He's attending Hogwarts?" He asked.
"Marcus and I have decided to move over here again, Orlandus has gotten a job over here with Ollivander, he said he needs help setting up the shop again and running it, Tiberius will finish his schooling in Hogwarts, and with Phoenix starting school it was the best time to make the move back," Leandre nodded.
"It's partly my selfishness as well, I would like to have the family all back together again, in one place," Marcus added.
"It must be nice to be together again," Harry smiled.
"Normally we could only speak through firecalls and owls, we barely got to see each other face to face," Draco nodded.
"It's a little strange to us to all be together," Gregory chuckled.
"Imagine what it's like for me!" Harry snorted. "The rest of you were a sort of myth around Hogwarts," He said making them laugh.
"So I was a legend?" Gregory smirked.
"Much less of one in the flesh," Harry shrugged before laughing at the disgruntled look Gregory threw him.
"That hurts I hope you know that," Gregory sniffed.
"You look devastated," He grinned.
"I truly am," Gregory nodded seriously before breaking and smiling himself, leaning forwards to kiss Harry softly.
"Wow it's unbelievable…" Draco's voice had Harry pulling away and looking at him cautiously. "Uncle Gregory acting all loved up, never thought I would see the day," Draco teased, Leandre hiding a smile behind his hand.
"Watch yourself nephew, now we are all moving back you are going to have to bring the boyfriend or girlfriend back to meet us," Gregory snorted placing his arm along the back of Harry's chair.
"Grandfather?" Draco pouted at Marcus.
"Sorry Draco, it's the joy of having family," Marcus shrugged.
"I have already faced Harry's," Gregory mock shuddered, capturing Harry's hand when he smacked his arm and kissing the back of it. When he turned back around he caught the uncertain look on Draco's face, knowing what he wanted to ask but not wanting to shake the boat.
"Remus, Tonks, Andromeda, Neville, Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ron and Hermione," Harry said softly.
"Sorry," Draco winced.
"It's alright, they're basically adopted family," Harry shook his head.
"Have…" Marcus started to ask before cutting himself off.
"Have?" Harry asked.
"Have you heard anything about Molly Weasley?" Marcus asked softly.
"Molly Weasley?" Draco asked with a frown.
"She decided to tell me, loudly, at Hogwarts in front of all my friends that I was confused, being influenced and that I belonged with Ginny. The others hexed her, McGonagall demanded she was taken to St Mungo's and given a mental health check," Harry summed up.
"You and the Weaselette?" Draco asked slowly.
"Draco," Gregory said sharply, clearly stunning nearly everyone at the table.
"It's a legitimate question," Marc said softly stepping behind Leandre and putting his hands on his shoulders.
"It's a personal question," Gregory snapped.
"After the war my perspective on things changed, or I was allowed time to really think about what I wanted in the future. Ginny was…what was expected…not what I wanted. And even if what I wanted hadn't changed, with how much her, Mrs Weasley and Percy have been pushing me, I would not want her anymore," Harry said softly putting his hand on Gregory's forearm.
"Perspectives?" Samuel frowned.
"What I want, what type of partner I want," Harry admitted, his free arm wrapping around Teddy.
"And you decided…."
"Enough," This time it was Marcus that stepped in interrupting Samuel. "Harry has told us enough. It's not our place to ask any more. Harry has said that he is not interested in Ginerva Weasley, Gregory trusts that, that is enough,"
"But…"
"No buts. If anyone has reason to be suspicious its Harry of me. Harry and I have discussed it, I trust him, that's all I need to know," Gregory said firmly.
"They're right, this is Harry's personal business, the only person that has the right to ask Harry is Gregory," Leandre added.
"I never really thought that you looked very comfortable when you were with her, you always looked a little uncomfortable, but I figured that was because Weas…Ron was there as well," Draco mused.
"She was a little too…grabby and clingy, especially in front of Ron," Harry shuddered. "It's not funny! I swear I had nail marks!" Harry pouted at Draco when he started laughing.
"You're definitely gay Potter," Draco snickered.
"Thanks, I figured that one out for myself Malfoy," Harry rolled his eyes, but his grin showed the teasing tone in it.
"So she's still chasing you then?" Marcus asked.
"She wants to be the next Mrs man who lived twice," Harry sighed.
"And Molly Weasley? What has happened with her?" Marcus asked concerned.
"Well Arthur, Percy and Ginny tried to get her released from the hospital but McGonagall used her position as Headmistress to make sure she stayed there. The Healers are performing a mental health check on her, they said it could take a couple of days, but Bill said they have told them that they have found nothing so far, but she is showing obsessive tendencies towards me and Ginny and me and Gregory," Harry sighed.
"What are you going to do?" Samuel frowned.
"Andromeda suggested a restraining order, Hermione is putting together a tasteful statement from me about me and Gregory to release to the press before anyone else can beat us to it, Mr Blackcreep is going to go over the statement before we release it," Harry told them before blinking when he saw the looks that he was being given.
"That's a lot of planning," Marc said sounding a little stunned.
"Oh we might have trouble controlling the press from mobbing me, but we do know how to plan ahead," Harry chuckled.
"I can verify that one, even if they were planning on the seat of their pants they managed to plan. By the way, fifth year, how did you organise the D.A meetings?" Draco asked eagerly leaning forwards.
"That's been annoying you huh?" Harry grinned.
"Yes! We tried to figure out how the hell you planned it, you never met at the same time or on the same day, we couldn't figure out how you did it, no notes were passed, you never exchanged any signals!" Draco said frustrated.
"We charmed galleons, me and Hermione had the master galleon, everyone else had one connected to ours. The serial numbers around the edges of the galleon would change to the date and time of the meeting when we changed ours and the others galleons would heat up to let them know, then they would go back to normal," Harry explained laughing when Draco groaned and dropped his head onto the table.
"That's how you managed it?! Oh come on! How would we think about that!"
"That was the general idea," Harry snickered.
"What are you two talking about? D.A?" Gregory frowned looking between the two of them.
"Defence Association, or Dumbledore's Army. We ran illegal Defence lessons during our Fifth year when Umbridge had banned us from using magic in lessons and took over the school," Harry told them amused.
"You ran an illegal defence group?" Gregory asked amused.
"Yeah, well we weren't learning anything, and with the war I managed to get convinced that people should learn to protect themselves…"
"Hermione convinced you huh?" Gregory smiled.
"And Ron shockingly," Harry nodded.
"You know, we only joined that damned squad of hers so we would know what she was up to and what she was planning, and to keep her from looking at us and finding out that we were practising our defence in the Common room," Draco said quietly.
"You were practising in the Common Room?" Harry grinned looking amused, much to Draco's clear relief.
"Yeah, we didn't get as good results as you lot did, but we weren't not going to practice," Draco shrugged.
"So everyone was running around behind her back," Harry snickered.
"Pretty much," Draco grinned. Before anything else could be said Teddy shifted and let out a wail of displeasure starting to shift unhappily.
"Sorry," Harry said as he stood, quickly lifting Teddy out of his carrier and un-strapping it from around himself as he laid Teddy in his arms and grinned down at him when his hair turned a fiery red showing his displeasure. "Do you have somewhere I can change him?"
"I'll take you, we have a changing table set up ready in the conservatory," Gregory stood and wrapped his arm around Harry's waist and led the way back along the pathway.
"That went better than I thought," Harry said over Teddy's quieter wails.
"What were you expecting?" Gregory asked taking the nappy bag off Harry's shoulder for him.
"I was expecting things to be awkward between me and Draco,"
"I admittedly did speak to him this morning, but he pretty much told me he had nothing against you and would try and make you feel welcome here. He wants you two to be able to get on," Gregory smiled.
"That would be nice, I think we could actually get on if we tried," Harry chuckled as they stepped into the conservatory. They made their way over to the changing table and Harry quickly got to work as Teddy started crying louder again. "Alright Teddy Bear," Harry kissed his cheeks before laying him down on the changing table.
"You're good at that," Gregory said impressed as he watched Harry quickly stripping Teddy out of his shorts and vest and quickly stripped his nappy off.
"I babysit quite a bit," Harry grinned as he cleaned Teddy up and talced him before putting another nappy on him.
"Remus and Tonks are needed in the repairs?" Gregory asked.
"And Tonks is needed at the ministry, she might be clumsy but she's one of the top aurors. They don't like to have to both leave Teddy so soon, especially not after they took part in the Final Battle and had to leave him,"
"That must have been horrible for them," Gregory winced.
"Remus got quite badly injured, it was touch and go for a few days," Harry nodded, grimacing as he remembered the days spent sitting by Remus' bed, bandaged and recovering himself, Tonks refusing to leave Remus' side.
"Harry?" Gregory cupped his face making him look up at him. "I'm sorry I did not mean to bring something bad up,"
"No its just, I nearly lost Remus as well, Teddy nearly lost him," Harry winced. Gregory stroked his thumb over Harry's cheekbone before bending to kiss him softly. They parted with a laugh when Teddy let out a squeal, his hair now blonde and black as he waved his arms at them demandingly, looking slightly put out.
"Were we ignoring you? I do apologise," Gregory chuckled tickling Teddy's stomach.
"Ok, shorts on and we're done Teddy bear," Harry assured the baby grinning when his eyes turned green but his hair became fully black. He giggled a little when Gregory wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his chin on his shoulder to peer down at Teddy in his arms getting a giggle and grabby hands from the baby.
"You don't stay upset for very long do you," Gregory said warmly giving his finger for Teddy to grab onto.
"He's a really content baby," Harry nodded.
"Ah, we are about to eat if you two are ready?" Carina smiled brightly from where she was standing in the doorway making Harry blush at being caught with Gregory was wrapped around him. Carina however just seemed pleased for some reason.
"I think we're ready yes," Harry said embarrassed.
"It's lovely to see you again Harry, I'm glad that you came," Carina said once they reached her, Gregory's arm still wrapped around the teen's waist.
"I'm glad I came, it's nice to see you again," Harry said shyly, Carina while being warm and friendly had an air of control and power around her that made her slightly intimidating. Not to mention the fact that she was Gregory's mother and someone he loved and respected a lot, and he always felt like he was a second away from making an idiot of himself in front of her.
"This is Remus and Nymphodora's son?" She asked looking at Teddy who appeared to be intently trying to pull Gregory's finger off. "Narcissa will be upset that she wasn't here today,"
"Where are she and Lucius?" Harry asked curiously.
"They are having a weekend away, just some time to themselves, they've gone to one of our houses in Italy," Gregory told him kissing Harry's cheek gently.
"That's a nice idea, I'm sure they could use a break after everything," Harry hummed.
"They could, and a little time alone. They have not been able to leave the country for nearly twenty years, I think a holiday was needed," Carina chuckled.
"Though Grandfather nearly had to shove them into the fireplace to get them to leave, especially with the ball tomorrow," Gregory said amused. Harry winced at the reminder.
"You will be going as well won't you?" He asked Gregory pleadingly making Carina hide a laugh behind her hand when she caught the flustered look on her son's face. If it wasn't for the fact that she knew Harry had no idea what he was doing she would be worried that he would take advantage of her son, because he well and truly had him wrapped around his little finger.
"You are being forced to go again?" Gregory asked.
"Yes, apparently I should still be going out and 'having fun'," Harry winced again.
"May I escort you then?" Gregory asked formally, his glittering eyes telling a different story.
"I suppose, no better offers have come along," Harry shrugged nonchalantly before laughing when Gregory tugged him back against his strong chest and nipped his ear. "I'd like that," He said once he stopped laughing kissing Gregory's cheek.
"Is uncle Gregory pouting?" Tiberius asked incredulously when they stepped back into the small clearing of grass they were gathered in.
"He is! Quick, grab the camera!" Mikhail grinned making Leandre lunge for the camera as Gregory straightened and tried to set his face blankly.
"Aw, Harry make him do it again!" Draco encouraged from where he was leaning against Marcus, the pair of them laughing.
"Hey, why are you looking at me for it? It could have been Carina," Harry pouted a little himself good naturedly.
"Oh trust us, that's only a pout a lover can cause," Leandre informed him, still holding the camera hopefully.
"You're all cruel, I hope you know that!" Gregory glared at them as he held out Harry's seat for him before sitting down himself.
"It's what family is for," Marc shrugged.
"Yes do you not remember how much you teased Mikhail when he brought me and my parents home?" Julia snorted.
"Oh?" Harry looked at her interested as Gregory stared at her pleadingly.
"He kept making kissy faces at Mikhail throughout the meal whenever our parents weren't looking while Mikhail was trying to impress them," Julia told him, her grin a little evil proving to Harry what Gregory had said about her not being as innocent as she appeared.
"To be fair Julia was his first girlfriend, and he had teased me when I brought my first boyfriend home," Gregory protested. "Not to mention he gagged for nearly three weeks straight every time he saw us after he caught us kissing!"
"I was nine years old!" Mikhail exclaimed. "It was disgusting to even think about at that age!"
"You have seen nothing until you saw Ron with his ex-girlfriend," Harry snorted as he finished filling his plate one handed.
"That was mentally scarring, and I actually felt sorry for Wea…Ron," Draco nodded.
"Won Won," Harry corrected before they both burst out laughing.
"Won Won? She called him Won Won?!" Gregory choked seemingly torn between laughter and being horrified. When Harry and Draco managed to nod he let out a sound that appeared to be between them both. "And you wonder why I don't like women,"
"So you don't want me to call you any nicknames?" Harry asked looking wide eyed at Gregory.
"I erm…" Gregory stammered, unsure as to whether Harry was being serious or not.
"Honey bear? Blondie bear? Muffin? Sugar lumps?" Harry suggested with a straight face watching Gregory grow more and more horrified until the others couldn't hold in their laughter anymore.
"Oh, I think you have more than a run for your money there," Marcus was laughing hard enough to have to hold his side.
"That a no then?" Harry asked still managing to keep his face mostly straight.
"Please, please tell me you are kidding!" Gregory pleaded.
"You don't like them Muffin?" Harry asked sadly before finally laughing at the strangled noise Gregory made. "Don't worry I'm teasing you,"
"Oh thank Merlin," Gregory slumped in his seat glaring at his mother beside him as Carina wiped tears from her eyes.
"And aunty Hermione says that your uncle Harry can't act," Harry grinned to Teddy who jabbered back when he realised he had his godfather's attention.
"You are cruel and evil," Gregory shook his head.
"I have my moments," Harry shrugged.
"Oh that was brilliant Harry, wait until we show Lucius that one," Carina shook her head.
"No, I'll be called Muffin or Blondie Bear for weeks!" Gregory groaned.
"What's it worth?" Tiberius smirked.
"Tiberius don't blackmail your cousin," Leandre scolded.
"At least not where we can hear," Marc added before coughing when he was smacked in the stomach.
"Just remember you have to bring your first boyfriend/girlfriend back, and all of us are here to greet them," Gregory smirked.
"Gregory don't threaten Tiberius," Carina rolled her eyes.
"He started it!" Gregory protested.
"I thought I was the younger one," Harry raised his eyebrow at his partner who smiled sheepishly at him.
"How do you manage that?" Mikhail suddenly asked Harry.
"Hmm?" Harry asked confused, he felt as though he had missed half a conversation.
"Hold the baby and eat at the same time, how are you managing?" Mikhail asked a little hysterically.
"Erm, you just get used to it pretty quickly, especially if you want to eat a meal that isn't particularly dried by heating charms," Harry said slowly before glancing at Gregory who nodded to his unasked question, Mikhail was still freaking.
"Dear I told you, everything will come to you, you'll either learn through trial and error or it will come naturally," Carina reached across the table to pat Mikhail's hand.
"I'm going to do it wrong and hurt the baby," Mikhail groaned.
"Remus put Teddy's nappies on backwards for a week and kept swaddling him a little too tightly, and he's more than fine," Harry offered.
"He put his nappies on backwards?" Marcus asked amused.
"Yup, Tonks nearly killed him after the fifth leak," Harry nodded.
"See every new parent makes mistakes at first," Julia patted her husband's arm gently.
"I nearly dropped Samuel the first time I held him," Marcus joined in.
"What!" Samuel asked incredulously turning to look at his father.
"Well you were an energetic thing even then, the healer handed you to me and you started to kick and thrash while displaying quite well how healthy your lungs were, I nearly lost my grip on you," Marcus explained cheerfully while his son gawped at him a little horrified.
"Lucius nearly dropped Gregory the first time he held him as well do you remember?" Carina chuckled.
"Ah yes, he'd been passed around the entire family nearly and jiggled quite a lot before Lucius got him, threw up all over him," Marcus snickered.
"He was horrified and almost just let him go," Carina finished.
"Charming," Gregory grumbled amused.
"You had pretty good aim, you managed to get him chin to chest," Marc grinned clearly lost in the memory. "I think you nearly got some in his hair which he was beginning to grow out,"
"Harry!" Gregory complained to the dark haired teen who was clinging to Teddy tightly as he tried to catch his breath through his laughter.
"S…s…sorry," Harry managed to get out through his laughter.
"Traitor," Gregory pouted.
Harry watched amused as Draco stared down fascinated at Teddy, the young baby busy entertaining himself with blowing spit bubbles - a newly discovered skill. Teddy was resting on his back on the blanket in front of Harry where Harry was comfortably seated between Gregory's legs resting back against his chest. They were both playing a game of exploding snap with Phoenix and Tiberius, though the cards had been placed under a silencing bubble so they didn't scare Teddy.
Tiberius had warmed up to him after he had overheard Harry sharing some of the secret passage ways in Hogwarts to Phoenix, the young boy eager and nervous to be attending the school next week, when Harry had assured him that he would be spending a fair amount of time there helping with the rebuilding still going on and that he would come and speak to him his older brother had seemed to let go of the reservations he appeared to have about Harry, and as it turned out appeared to be quite the chatter box once he got started, much to Harry's amusement.
"…do really well in my charms and potions, but my Defence is flagging and I really need to be doing better in that to be able to get the apprenticeship with Master Michael," Tiberius pouted even as he wrestled his brother for the cards.
"I could help you if you wanted," Harry offered before blinking a little confused when Carina, Marcus, Marc, Leandre and Mikhail who were seated at the table next to their blanket went quiet. He was about to turn to look at Gregory wondering if he had done something wrong when Tiberius spoke.
"Would you really? If I don't receive an E at least in my OWL's I won't be accepted by him, and I need an O in my NEWT's but I am only really an A," Tiberius asked hopefully.
"Of course, I'm not qualified, but I've always gotten O's and the others I taught in fifth year all got O's in their OWL's and exams," Harry said unsurely.
"That would be amazing, I've been really worried about it, and Hogwarts has higher standards," Tiberius grinned.
"Tiberius, Phoenix, why don't you go and get the chessboard to play with your brother?" Leandre told his sons. The boys nodded and hurried off towards the manor, leaving Harry wondering if he had done something wrong.
"Erm…"
"Harry, please don't feel like you have to offer to do this," Marcus said softly as Harry looked around them unsurely, Gregory's arm having tightened around his waist a little.
"I don't, I want to help him out if I can, and if you don't mind," He added nervously.
"Oh, we don't mind, we just don't want you feeling like you have to because you are dating Gregory," Carina shook her head.
"Grandma, Pot…Harry wouldn't do anything he doesn't want to. And he's not the type to try and earn points with the family by using Tiberius. He offered because he's a goody toe shoes who likes to help," Draco said good naturedly having settled on making Teddy's toys levitate around him.
"I honestly just want to be able to help him if I can," Harry nodded.
"If you don't mind, then thank you. He really does want this apprenticeship," Marc said in gratitude to Harry.
"I don't have anything on my plate but the repairs, it will break up the days," Harry shrugged.
"But the repairs," Gregory snorted.
"What?" Harry put his head on Gregory's shoulder to look up at him.
"But the repairs, you work yourself silly on the repairs," Gregory frowned.
"They were busy days you caught me on," Harry protested.
"Yes, ok," Gregory shook his head disbelievingly kissing Harry gently making him smile a little into the kiss.
"What?" Harry asked Draco when they parted seeing the blond grinning at them.
"Never thought I would see you being so…you were always hurrying away from Weaslette when she got too lovely," Draco admitted.
"Ginny was my Pansy," Harry said simply, suppressing a smile when Draco visibly shivered, though they shared an emphatic look. Harry couldn't stop himself from cuddling back a little bit into Gregory who automatically tightened his arms around him even as he carried on talking to Mikhail and Carina.
"I had a good time," Harry said as Gregory escorted him and Teddy through the front gardens of the manor to the gates that evening.
"I'm glad, I was a little worried about how comfortable you would be with them all," Gregory admitted.
"I think it went well?" Harry looked at him questioningly.
"It did, I think Grandfather is a little more in love with you, and the others all liked you," Gregory assured him.
"It was a nice afternoon," Harry nodded snuggling a little more into Gregory's side.
"And you still wish for me to escort you to the ball tomorrow?" Gregory asked ten minutes later when they reached the gates.
"I'd like that, I might actually enjoy the damned thing a little," Harry pouted slightly.
"Shall I pick you up, then we can go together?"
"See you at eight?"
"I'll be there," Gregory nodded.
"I guess I'll see you tomorrow then," Harry smiled a little coyly gripping Gregory's summer robes and tugging him forwards by them to seal their mouths together in a deep kiss.
"I…have been…wanting to do….this….all…day," Gregory mumbled between kisses.
"Glad I wasn't the only one," Harry sighed before sealing their mouths together once more.
"I feel like I am in a straight jacket," Ron grumbled tugging on the lapels of his robes awkwardly.
"At least you have new robes this time," Harry snorted absently tugging on his outer robes.
"How do you make that look so natural when you have been wearing robes for like, ten years, less than I have!" Ron complained.
"Because I have been forced into these straight jackets for all the time you were playing traveller with Hermione,"
"You mean being mauled by spiders,"
"They didn't maul you Ron," Hermione rolled her eyes as she walked into the room. "Zip me up," She told Harry turning to her back to him.
"You know I should feel slightly worried that my fiancé goes to you to be zipped up instead of me," Ron huffed fighting with his tie.
"Its automatic," Hermione shrugged as Harry zipped her up.
"You look gorgeous," Harry grinned.
"And you wondered why we thought you were gay," Ron teased.
"I might just be planning to seduce your fiancé away from you," Harry stuck his tongue out.
"I sincerely hope not," Gregory's baritone voice had Harry spinning with a bought smile ready on his face, his legs moving towards the older man before he could think about it.
"I have nothing to worry about," Ron said putting his arm over Hermione's shoulder, watching his friend light up contently, Hermione nodded resting her head on his shoulder watching them before blushing darkly when Harry kissed Gregory deeply in welcome.
"Are you ready for this?" Gregory asked once they parted making Harry's face scrunch as he shook his head. "Well I brought these for you, to maybe make it a little better," Gregory smirked as he held out a pair of neat black silk gloves to Harry who suddenly chuckled.
"I had forgotten about that," He admitted taking the gloves.
"You forgot our second meeting?" Gregory asked jokingly, though there was a little hint of vulnerability in his eyes that made Harry admit the truth.
"Actually I was a little more focused on remembering you than the actually topic of the conversation,"
"Oh," Gregory looked thoughtful for a second before looking inordinately pleased making Harry nudge him with his elbow even as he blushed a deep red.
"We should probably be getting ready to leave," Hermione spoke up to remind the two of their presence amused.
"Ah, Ms Granger, Mr Weasley, a pleasure to see you again," Gregory nodded to them.
"Call us Hermione and Ron please," Hermione shook her head as she pulled Ron over to them.
"If you will call me Gregory,"
"Ok, let's get this over and done with," Harry said mournfully.
"I am glad you are looking forward to spending so much time with me," Gregory joked taking Harry's hand once he had finished pulling his gloves on, he regretted the lack of skin on skin contact but he enjoyed Harry being so close to him either way.
"It's nothing personal, you want to go spend time together somewhere, anywhere else, I'll be perfectly happy," Harry snorted.
"We won't stay for long, just enough to keep your well wishers and my grandfather happy," Gregory promised kissing his cheek before glancing at Hermione and Ron to check if they were ready to apparate. At a shared nod the foursome popped out and arrived side by side at the apparation point at the manor of yet another well off witch or wizard wanting to celebrate. "Trust me," Gregory kissed his temple seeing the unhappy look on Harry's face before he led the way up the steps, Hermione and Ron right behind them, Ron looking faintly horrified himself as Hermione talked about them dancing.
"I do," Harry sighed before letting go of Gregory's hand and pressing against his side so the older man wrapped his arm around Harry's waist and held him closer.
"Ah Lord Potter and…Lord Gregory, a pleasure to see you, the papers were correct then?" Lady Flint deflated a little as she pounced on them just as they made it into the ballroom.
"Yes the papers were correct for once, although Gregory is courting me not just dating," Harry smiled tightly as he saw Bernedette Flint hovering close by.
"Ah…you know my daughter Bernedette I think," Lady Flint grabbed her daughter's hand and practically threw her in front of Harry anyway making him scowl a little.
"Ah Bernedette, you look more beautiful every year," Gregory intercepted taking the young woman's hand and kissing it politely, making Harry, Hermione and Ron stare at him a little confused. "Any straight man would be more than lucky to have you," He added smoothly making the three of them fight to keep their faces straight at the pointed comment. As it was both Lady Flint and Bernadette flushed and hurried off.
"I'm not sure if that was brilliant or mean," Hermione said softly still trying to control her chuckles.
"I think it was both!" Ron clapped Gregory on the shoulder.
"Just getting my point across nicely," Gregory shrugged, though he did look happy. He had been worried that while Harry's friends accepted their relationship it did not mean that they would get on, but it appeared he was being accepted and welcomed among them.
"Mr Potter," A large, sweaty, man grasped Harry's hand and began wringing it before he was aware of the man making it impossible for him to avoid the handshake.
"Hello," Harry said a little disgruntled.
"Lord Garthry, a pleasure to see you as always," Gregory brought the man's attention to him from where it had been focused, a little too intently, on Harry. The man paled when he noticed Gregory and the arm that was still wound around Harry's waist.
"Gregory, a pleasure, a pleasure as always, ah…you and Mr Potter know each other?" The man smiled weakly, Harry finally being able to slide his hand from the man's weakened grip, glaring as Hermione and Ron scuttled off to the bar.
"I am escorting Lord Potter to this ball as his intended, surely you have read the papers?" Gregory's smile was a flash of teeth and danger, which the man clearly picked up on.
"Of course I did, but you do know that you can't believe everything that you read in the papers, a lot of things, especially about young…Lord Potter here are quite unbelievable," Lord Garthry smiled sharply back getting his own dig in. Before Gregory could respond however Harry linked his fingers together with the ones resting on his hip and smiled sweetly at the unpleasant man.
"I know, it's quite unbelievable isn't it, the perfect partner for me, so close and yet so far away, and us meeting quite by coincidence. Almost too good to be true,"
"Yes…quite…ah you will have to excuse me, I need to speak with…over there," The man stammered under Harry's pleasant smile and innocent blinking, quickly hurrying off.
"Well I was a little worried that someone was about to be hexed, but apparently Harry has it under control," Marcus chuckled as he stepped next to Harry, kissing the young teen's cheek in welcome when he received an honest and warm smile in response to seeing him. "I was close by when I caught your interaction with Lord Garthy and thought you may need some assistance, evidently not," He explained seeing Gregory's curious look.
"If you have the ability to speak and manage things like that, why don't you?" Gregory asked a little confused.
"I didn't like what he was implying about you," Harry muttered blushing.
"You're unbelievable," Gregory smiled kissing Harry's cheek as Marcus chuckled completely amused.
"I'll be taking that as a compliment,"
"Has he hexed anyone yet?" Marc asked hopefully joining them as they sat down at a table finally.
"Not yet," Marcus shook his head.
"Damn, I owe Julia twenty galleons," Marc slumped at the table.
"Told you not to bet her he would break in five minutes, your cousin has much more control than that," Marcus said smugly.
"You two are traitors," Harry glowered as Hermione and Ron joined their table.
"You had it under control," Ron shrugged.
"Traitors," Harry repeated. "Is Tiberius ok to come over tomorrow for his first lesson?" He asked Marc.
"Yes, he's looking forward to it, 11 is still ok?" Marc smiled.
"That's fine, I've set up a basic plan of what we will be doing for the next few months written up, I'll give it to Tiberius to bring back with him so you can look it over and add or take off anything from the plan,"
"Do you have any major plans for him?" Marcus asked.
"I plan on teaching him the Patronus Charm, that always impresses the examiners," Harry nodded.
"That is advanced magic," Marc frowned.
"Harry managed to learn at thirteen, and he taught us and the rest of us to perform it 15 to 14. It's doable," Hermione told him.
"Thirteen? Really?" Marcus blinked shocked.
"Yes, Remus taught me to perform it," Harry said shyly.
"That's wonderful, if you can teach Tiberius to perform the Patronus he is sure to pass his OWL's," Marcus nodded.
"If anyone can teach him to manage it Harry can," Ron said surely.
"I'll do my best to," Harry assured them. "And I will make sure that he learns what he needs, and I have spoken to Headmistress McGonagall, students are allowed personal tutors if they plan to go in for apprenticeships, so I will be able to carry on tutoring him at school,"
"That's good news, he will be relieved," Marc smiled.
"Pardon us, I am stealing Harry for a dance," Gregory smiled talking Harry's hand.
"Gregory, I can't dance!" Harry squeaked even as he was tugged to his feet.
"Watch your toes," Ron called before yelping when Hermione hit him.
"Gregory I really can't dance," Harry hissed as they made their way onto the dance floor, the quiet whispers and murmurs around them making him aware that they were being watched.
"Trust me to guide you, we'll be fine," Gregory murmured tugging Harry gently against him and taking his hand as he settled his other around Harry's waist.
"Oh Merlin," Harry grit his teeth and took a step back when Gregory stepped forwards, his body tense and he was fairly sure that he was close to breaking Gregory's hand as he held on tightly while they started moving across the floor, he was fairly sure to the music.
"See, just move with me, feel how my body moves and follow," Gregory soothed after a few moments, gently spinning them as they moved.
"Sorry," Harry winced as he stepped onto Gregory's toes.
"It's alright I didn't feel it, why do you think dragon hide is so popular in the wizarding world," Gregory reassured him getting a slightly strangled giggle as Harry concentrated on moving with Gregory as instructed. "You're doing fine, relax a little,"
"I can't I'll trip over your feet or something," Harry shook his head.
"You won't, relax," Gregory smiled a little. Finally after a song and a half more Harry began to relax into Gregory's arms, moving more easily and freely and he actually began enjoying it. He felt that dancing with Gregory, being this close to him, it was a whole new intimacy, a new discovery of intimacy between them, another from their kisses and hugs, from hand holding, from sitting pressed against each other, from falling asleep against him. Moving to a rhythm, being close to each other, moving together, he was enjoying it more and more the less he stepped on Gregory's feet and got into the rhythm of the music. "See I told you,"
"Alright told you so, though had you not been wearing dragon hide you would have been limping out of here," Harry smiled meeting Gregory's blue eyes and managing to relax a little more.
"One two three, one two three, one two three," Harry pressed his mouth to Gregory's shoulder to smother his laughter as Hermione and Ron went a little stiltedly passed with Hermione speaking the rhythm and Ron's face locked in concentration.
"It seems you are not the only one that struggles," Gregory said amused watching Hermione and Ron as they moved passed.
"I think Ron might be a little bit worse than me," Harry commented as he concentrated on his steps still, not daring to look away from Gregory or his feet.
"Are you enjoying it?" Gregory asked concerned. "We can sit down if you want,"
"No….I'm getting the hang of it, maybe a little longer," Harry said slowly. Gregory nodded and pulled Harry a little closer before they started moving to the slower waltz that started up.
"Have you had fun?" Marcus asked as Harry sat heavily on a chair at their table panting slightly, Gregory smiling a little slipped more gracefully into his seat.
"It was much better than I thought it would be," Harry chuckled, cheeks flushed as he linked his and Gregory's fingers together.
"Charming," Gregory smirked raising their hands to kiss the back of Harry's.
"You know what I mean," Harry rolled his eyes.
"Here," Marcus poured them both a glass of the wine at their table, sliding them across the table.
"Thank you," Harry said gratefully as he took a needed drink.
"You seemed to be getting better the longer you danced," Marcus complimented him.
"Eventually, though I almost stepped on Lady McDonald's ridiculously long train on her robes," Harry told Marcus quietly making the old man burst out laughing, much to the visible shock of those around them at the other tables.
"Grandfather I think you just caused about seven heart attacks in the older generations," Gregory said dryly as Harry soaked up the warm sight of Marcus's laughter, for some reason the feeling of acceptance seeping even further into his chest.
"My apologies," Marcus chuckled taking a calming sip of his wine. "Excuse me, I need to go talk to Lady Michaels," Marcus pulled himself to his feet and made his way through the tables to a slightly…large looking lady.
"Thank you," Gregory placed his free arm along the back of Harry's chair. Shifting in his seat so that he rested against Gregory's chest a little.
"For what?" Harry asked confused.
"He's happy with us all being back together, but there was a lingering sadness in him, you…you have given him that last bit of brightness to wash away those shadows," Gregory placed a kiss on Harry's neck making him slump a little into him.
"I…"
"Don't, it's true. You have managed to make him happy, he's happy that I have found someone, and he is growing to love you, faster than I am I think," He rumbled softly.
"Gregory," Harry turned to look at Gregory's serious face, the look in Gregory's eyes making him not argue. Instead he leant forward and kissed Gregory softly.
"You make me happy, so happy," Harry admitted. Awe swept across the blonde's face as he stared at Harry, searching for any trace of a lie in him. Seeing none he smiled, the warmest, most honest smile Harry had seen from him. The kiss that Gregory pressed to his lips sank deep into his bones and warmed a coldness that he hadn't realised still existed there.
"Well…"
"Gregory I…" Harry and Gregory spoke at the same time before Harry blushed looking nervously at his feet. The rest of the ball had passed fairly well. Marcus and even Marc had claimed Harry for a few dances, Hermione had managed to guide him through a dance, and he had had plenty more dances with Gregory. They had spent a couple of hours chatting as well at the table, Harry was happy to see that Hermione and Marcus were getting on well. Eventually though Harry had tired of the politicians coming and attempting to get something out of him, even with the intimidating figures of the Malfoys, and a glaring Hermione and Ron.
They had all kept coming through the night, all asking for something or asking about he and Gregory. Eventually Harry had had enough, and Gregory had seemed to sense this and they had said goodnight to everyone else before beating a hasty retreat to the apparation point.
Gregory had wrapped his arms around Harry and aparated them out quickly when they noticed Lord Thomas hurrying towards them for his seventh attempt to get Harry's help in getting him a higher place in the Wizengamot. Gregory was fairly sure that Harry was going to hex the man if he tried making another illusion towards bribery. So he had aparated them out before Kingsley had his work cut out for him.
"Sorry, go on," Gregory brushed Harry's fringe out of Harry's eyes, not wanting to part from him, not wanting to let him walk through the front door they were standing beside.
"Will…will you…it doesn't matter," Harry turned a spectacular shade of red and tried to hurry to the front door but the older man grabbed his arm and tugged him back.
"Harry, what were you going to ask?" Gregory's open face and questioning eyes made Harry tell the truth, even though his face amazingly managed to turn an even darker shade of red.
"Will you stay the night?" He asked in a rush.
"Are you sure?" Gregory asked hesitantly looking up at the house.
"It's alright, I understand you don't want to, never mind I was just…"
"Harry stop. I want to, I don't want you to think you have to," Gregory reassured him.
"I didn't ask because I think I have to," Harry rolled his eyes, feeling a little bit better.
"You're sure this is what you want?" Gregory asked glancing at the house again.
"I want you to stay," Harry said as honestly as he could manage.
"Andromeda or Remus aren't going to kill me in the morning are they?" Gregory asked nervously, but Harry appeared to take that as an answer because he took Gregory's hand and started tugging him through the front door.
"Of course not, I'm eighteen Gregory,"
"Because Andromeda and Remus know some scary hexes, and Tonks as well probably," Gregory whispered as they made their way up the stairs as quietly as they could.
"They're not going to hex you," Harry whispered back amused tugging him up the last step and down the hallway. Quietly they made their way into Harry's room, Gregory moving to stand at the end of Harry's bed while the teen shut the door behind himself and leant against it, looking across the room he met warm blue eyes and gave a soft smile. "Do you want to use the bathroom first?" Harry asked shyly.
"Thank you," Gregory kissed Harry gently once before slipping passed him and into the en suit bathroom to Harry's room. Harry let out a shaky breath and ran his hand through his hair as he tried to bring his mind up to date with what had just happened. He had been thinking about it for the last few weeks, but he had thought that it would take him a lot longer than this to actually ask Gregory. But tonight had been so nice considering where they had been that he didn't want to say goodnight to him, not tonight.
Tugging off his robes he quickly changed into a pair of pyjama trousers and after considering his top decided to stick with how he normally slept. He used the time to scan the room quickly for anything he might not want Gregory to see, and after shoving the odd sock and pair of boxers into his wash basket he perched on the side of his bed waiting for the blonde to come out the bathroom.
When Gregory stepped out Harry was fairly sure that his mouth went dry before threatening the reality of drooling at the sight. He had of course fondly remembered the image of Gregory in tight swimming trunks, bare chested, sunbathing, but he found to his shock, and slight disbelief his memory and dreams did not do the reality justice. Gregory had transfigured a pair of white pyjama bottoms that were a little form fitting, leaving his tanned, muscled chest open for Harry's perusal. Perusal he was quite happy to make the most of.
The middle Malfoy made his way across to the bed and slipped onto the opposite side to Harry, sitting looking at him curiously.
"Harry are you sure you want me to stay?" Gregory asked uncertainly.
"Yes, I really do, I've just, not slept with someone like this before that is well, that I'm in a relationship with," Harry rambled a little turning so his legs were on the bed as well.
"You trust me?" Gregory asked softly.
"Of course I do," Harry frowned turning to look at his blonde again.
"Then come here," Gregory lay down and opened his arms in offering. Harry considered for a second before he rolled a little closer and shuffled over to Gregory's side before shuffling down to lay his head on Gregory's shoulder and chest, lying tensely as Gregory wrapped his arm around Harry's waist and hugged him close.
Rubbing his hand up and down Harry's back soothingly Gregory smiled as Harry finally relaxed into him, his whole body sinking into his own as he dug his fingers a little into the muscles of Harry's back with his movement.
"Are you purring?" Gregory asked amused.
"No," Harry muttered a little petulantly, though he had to admit himself so of the petulance was lost with the bonelessness he was currently experiencing.
"Well it sounds very much like it," Gregory chuckled lightly.
"I'm choosing the better part of valour and ignoring you," Harry sniffed shifting a little in Gregory's arms to cuddle more into his side.
"I'm glad that you could be the better man," Gregory nodded with mock seriousness before smiling when Harry leant up to kiss him.
"I'm wiped out, all those moochers make me tired," Harry complained.
"All that dancing would tire you out as well," Gregory added as he tugged the covers over them.
"Hm, night night," Harry sighed resting his head on Gregory's chest and listening to the soothing whoosh whoosh whoosh noise underneath his ear.
"Night, night," Gregory closer his eyes soaking up the feeling of Harry's warm body pressed against his, of getting to hold Harry in his arms.
Gregory frowned when he woke up knowing that something wasn't quite right but it taking a few beats and for his mind to wake up fully for him to realise what exactly. Jerking upright he looked around the room to clarify the fact that, yes, Harry wasn't in the bed or in the room. Frowning he looked towards the bathroom and felt a little cooler when he saw that the door was open and Harry clearly wasn't in there either.
If he had been at home he would have worried that Harry had panicked when he woke up and left, but could you really leave when it's your own place and your own room? Though maybe he did regret that they had slept together. Had he done something in his sleep that made Harry uncomfortable. Merlin he hoped that he hadn't had a morning erection or anything embarrassing like that. Maybe he had said something in his sleep or…
"Damn you're awake, seriously you were unconscious when I left!" Harry's grumble had him blinking towards the door seeing Harry standing in the doorway holding a tray and looking sleep mussed still.
"Huh?" Gregory asked a little dumbly but his brain couldn't really come up with anything else.
"I was awake for about an hour but then Marcus firecalled to make sure you were here when it got to ten o'clock, Andromeda knocked but you carried on sleeping so I took the call, then I thought I would make us some breakfast to wake you up with. Not sure if you were a morning person or not," Harry spoke as he made his way into the room and closed the door behind him with his foot before making his way to his side of the bed and placing the tray down before taking off his - Gregory thought he called it a hoodie, one of his muggle clothing pieces - and then placing the tray on the bed before carefully crawling back onto the bed. "Gregory?"
"I wasn't sure where you had gone," Gregory said, his still sleepy mind spinning to take everything in.
"I really thought you would still be asleep, I've been twenty minutes at the most, and you really were deep asleep when I left, you didn't even twitch when Andromeda knocked," Harry said apologetically.
"It's alright, I just wasn't sure if you had panicked or…" Gregory shrugged.
"No! It…it was really good waking up next to you," Harry smiled leaning over to kiss Gregory. Pushing away the confusion waking without Harry had caused Gregory wrapped his arm around Harry's waist and tugged him closer deepening the kiss and sliding his tongue out to taste Harry, which got him a content moan from the back of Harry's throat and the dark haired teen pressing closer to him.
When they parted both were clearly satisfied with the kiss, Gregory watching Harry licking his lips contently. Then it dawned on him.
"Andromeda knocked?" He choked.
"She's fine," Harry grinned settling back down against the headboard and tugging the tray forward to reveal two cups of tea, a plate of a few slices of toast and jam, a plate of blueberry pancakes and two small bowls of fruit. "Honestly, she told me I was a big boy. There was an embarrassing attempt of her to say something about protection and silencing charms, but I grabbed the tray and ran for it," Harry shrugged seeing the disbelieving look on Gregory's face.
"She…oh Merlin," Gregory groaned slumping back on the bed covering his face. "It's not funny!"
"It is a little," Harry shrugged taking a bite of his piece of toast. "Once I recover from the embarrassment. At lease there are no hexes,"
"I might be wishing for the hexes when I get home if grandfather firecalled you. I'll have another interrogation waiting," Gregory grumbled.
"Better fill up then," Harry said placing a piece of toast to Gregory's lips. Giving in Gregory bit into the piece of toast before taking it off Harry, pressing a slightly sticky kiss to his lips before picking up his tea cup settling back to have breakfast in bed with Harry.