Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter. I didn't get them when I blew out the candles on my birthday cake in November so I doubt I will now.
This story is SLASH and mentions MPREG, if you don't like neither of them then this story is not for you. If you are a flamer, come here so I can put ya fire out, you are annoying as you roll around on the floor. When you have been doubted dust yourself off and exit stage left. Preferably down a hole somewhere.
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Chapter Eight
Harry waited at the front door to welcome Ron and Hermione to his new home. They were to arrive by portkey. Draco had come to the door to wait with him, while Severus went to his private lab to do some more of the potions that were requested by Poppy for the Hospital Wing. A moment later Ron and Hermione appeared.
They got up and dusted themselves off at the harsh landing they had from the portkey. They looked around the front garden and spotted Harry standing in the doorway. He looked healthy, usually when they met near the end of the summer holiday he looked underfed and pale, as though he was seriously ill. They smiled at him, and Hermione ran towards him, giving the young man a flying hug.
"You look wonderful Harry," Hermione said, smiling happily. "Hello Draco and how has your summer been?" she asked the young blond.
"Hello Hermione, it has been lovely since I came here for the holiday. Hello Ron," he greeted the red head as he walked up with a smile on his face.
"Hello Draco, you know when people see us four together for the first time at school they are going to do a jaw drop." Ron laughed, while Draco looked a little confused.
"Jaw drop?" he asked the golden trio that was soon to become a quartet.
"Jaw hits the floor, as something has shocked you," Hermione tried to explain.
"Ahh, I think I got it now, thanks Hermione." He smiled. "Come on lets go in, Severus is hiding in his lab."
The four walked into the living room where tea and cakes waited for them. They sat down and drank the tea while they talked about the goings on with Voldemort. Draco told them about how Severus was found out as a spy, and his part in it.
"You were lucky, if professor Snape wasn't there you would have been killed," Hermione said, her eyes wide.
"Death was preferable to going around killing and torturing innocent people," Draco said softly as he lifted his cup of hot tea.
Harry could see that Draco's hands were beginning to shake. He was still not fully healed from that night with the Death Eaters. Harry moved quickly and grabbed the china cup before Draco's numb fingers could lose the rest of their grip, the hot tea splashed onto Harry's hands, but it was better than letting it spill over Draco.
"You alright dray?" Harry asked, slipping into the name he had started to call the blond within his mind.
"Yeah," Draco whispered forlornly. He clenched his hands tight, trying to bring back the feeling within them. "Fine, they'll stop shaking in a bit," he added, not looking at anything but his hands.
Hermione, seeing the hopeless look on Draco's face, went over to him and sat down on the floor in front of him and took the hand within her own the and massaged them, relaxing the spasming muscles. It didn't take long for Hermione's ministrations to help soothe the muscles into relaxing, and to bring back the lost feeling in them.
"Better Draco?" she asked gently, still massaging the soft hands she held.
Draco looked up and smiled. "Yes, thank you Hermione. That was the quickest they have ever stopped shacking," he admitted to her.
"Glad I could help; whenever they start, get someone to massage them like that. Harry is really good at it, he usually has to do it for me when my hand cramps up from writing so much, he was the one to teach me," Hermione said as she saw Harry blush at the complement.
"I'll make sure to remember to ask him next time," Draco said, giving a little smirk over at Harry.
"Yeah Harry will you teach me as well?" Ron asked his friend. "I have to be able to get rid of my own cramp for when Hermione makes me do homework," he added, getting a scowl from his girlfriend as she went back and sat down next to him.
"Maybe I won't this year, maybe I'll watch you sink as you continuously forget to do your homework," she said in a haughty voice, which reminded everyone of Draco.
"Now, now Hermione you know you will help us. Though I would say Draco will be helping you in making sure you do, that is if Harry's letters are to go by," Ron said with a smirk, Harry had sent a few letters talking about Draco and homework and how the blond was always asking about his homework and how the blond was always asking for them to do it together, though Harry had already done it.
"Don't you mean Harry, he is the one who has already done all of his homework, all I was doing was asking him for some help," Draco snorted.
"So I was bored, had to have something to do. Not my fault that you need help with history of magic," Harry said, trying to defend himself.
"You've finished your homework!" Hermione exclaimed. "I still have Arithmancy to finish; I only have a foot left," she added.
"Oh I did that, I found out what it was, I want to drop Divinations, but I have a feeling I won't be able to. I want to up Arithmancy, and if I can manage it, ancient runes as well. I have a feeling I will need them both."
"Well more often that not your feelings are accurate," Hermione said, thinking about her two teachers that taught the subjects that Harry wanted to take.
"Yeah they are, are you keeping a dream diary like Trelawney asked," Ron said absently.
"Yes I have, though only two are Voldemort related. The others are different except one, which is always the same," Harry said softly.
"What of?" Draco asked, he was curious as to see what was lurking in his crushes mind.
"It's a little girl, she is pleading me to be careful or her papa will be hurt," he answered, the little girl felt familiar, though he had only seen her in his dreams.
"What does she look like?" Ron asked as he looked over at his best friend.
"She has strawberry blond hair, it's a little wavy, but it's long almost to her waist. Her eyes are what got me though; one is green and the other a slivery blue. She looks about four or five," he answered, trying his best to describe the little girl.
"That's all she says 'be careful or papa will be hurt?'" Hermione asked.
Harry shook his head. "Not exactly. 'Be careful or papa will be hurt, then I won't be here.' It's like if something happens to her papa she won't exist, she is asking me to keep her papa safe. I just need to find out who it is."
"Well I don't know anyone with strawberry blond hair, but I do know someone with green eyes and someone with silvery blue." Hermione smirked as she looked at her boyfriend who smirked back, people may think Ron is slow at getting things, but he wasn't, it was a way for people to underestimate him so he would have the advantage.
"Who?" both Harry and Draco asked at the same time, sometimes they couldn't see what was in front of them.
"Honestly and you call me thick," Ron said from the couch where he was sat with Hermione.
Hermione gave him a pointed look and turned to face her friends, "Draco what are the colour of Harry's eyes?" she asked the blond that was sitting next to Harry.
"They are green Hermione, you should know that," he said as he quickly glanced at Harry.
"Now Harry what colour are Draco's eyes?" she then asked the black haired young man.
"They are silvery blue." Harry smiled a little. "Why do you ask anyway?" he then asked the young witch.
Hermione gave a long-suffering sigh and said to them both, "You two are the little girl's fathers."
"What!" they exclaimed together, looking at each other and blushing.
"We know you both like each other; you've been flirting with each other the whole time we have been here, though I doubt you even realised you were doing it," Ron said, giving them a little insight.
"You…," they both started, blushing as they looked at each other again, as Ron and Hermione just smiled at them. "Yeah," they said together.
"Want to go out sometime?" Draco asked the blushing brunette.
"We'll go see a movie in the Muggle world. I heard there is a good one out called Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl. Do you think that dad would be okay with us going?" Harry wondered.
"Why don't we go and ask him," Draco said as both he and Harry got up from the couch and wondered down to the basement where the laboratory was. Ron and Hermione remained in the living room.
They knocked the door and Severus answered it, they quickly asked him if the could go to the Muggle world and see a movie. After a few minutes he finally said yes, he gave them both a special portkey that would bring them back to the cottage. They went back upstairs and told Ron and Hermione that they would be allowed to go to the cinema to see the film.
Well I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Read and review to tell me what you think.