A/N: Here's the next installment in A Family of My Own. Disclaimer: If I owned the characters…why would I be writing FANFICTION? I'm psyched about the eighth chapter because I know it's not the last one which will make this my longest fic so far!!...I know, it's lame to be happy about that but that's me, lame!!
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"Talking
'Parseltongue'
Thinking
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Harry's POV
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For the rest of class I could feel nerves gathering in my stomach. Professor Binns droned on about the Goblin Wars of the 13th century as Draco snored softly next to me. There was one more class before Lunch and I would have to tell Draco about Voldemort being my father.
Class ended and I poked Draco in the arm. "Class is over." I said and poked him again. He mumbled something and buried his head further into his arms. "Draco, you have to wake up now, you have to go to Transfiguration."
He mumbled something incoherent and lifted his head, eyes cracked open. "Are you gonna be there?" He asked, his voice laden with sleep.
"No, I've got Defense with Hufflepuffs next but then we have lunch afterwards."
"Don't think I've forgotten." He said as he stood up and stretched. I watched as he left the room then followed, going the opposite direction to get to the Defense classroom.
I entered the classroom and took a seat next to Hermione. "So how goes it with Draco?" She whispered.
"I'm in deep shit." I mumbled and let my head fall against the desktop.
She sighed and put a hand on my shoulder. "What'd you do?"
"I accidentally let something slip about my father. Nothing dire but he caught it and wants an explanation at lunch. What am I going to do?"
"You could tell him the truth, he's going to find out at graduation anyway." The bushy haired girl said.
"I guess you're right." I said as the professor entered the classroom. The class passed by quickly and when it was over I dragged myself out the door and towards the Great Hall.
Before I could make it there, however, Draco found me and started dragging me down to the dungeons. "Where are you taking me?" I asked.
"Slytherin common room, where else?" He said and kept pulling me by the arm. When we reached the painting of Salazar Draco smirked. "Gryffindorks." I raised an eyebrow in his direction. "Hey, I don't make up the passwords. Besides, you are a Gryffindork, but you're my Gryffindork."
I could feel a blush spread across my cheeks as I followed him into the common room. He sat down on one of the black couches in front of the fire and pulled me down with him. Unfortunately, I wasn't expecting it and ended up falling onto his lap. I tried to pull away but he held me firmly by the waist.
"So, what were you trying to say about your father in History of Magic?"
I sighed. "It's kind of a long story."
"We have the whole lunch period then you have a free period."
"But you have-" He looked at me like I was stupid and I sighed. "Okay fine. Remember how I disappeared for a few days a couple weeks ago?" He nodded. "Well, I had recently found out that I'm not actually a Potter. You see, I knew that Dumbledore had been paying the Order to be nice to me and that Ron wasn't really my friend for anything else than the fame and the money his family was getting from Dumbledore." I paused and looked at the blonde's face. He stared back at me and motioned for me to continue.
"Turns out, he had taken me from my real parents because he thought that with them we'd be too powerful. He killed my mum and attempted to kill my father but it didn't work as well as he thought it would. He paid the Potters to take me in then killed them almost a year later. That's when I was sent to live with my relatives.
"Anyway, when I found out I went to go stay with him instead of finishing my schooling but soon I got lonely and wanted to come back here. He and Snape," I searched for the right word. "Modified our memories so that we could still remember what happened, but Dumbledore wouldn't get suspicious." I finished and looked at Draco expectantly.
"That's all fine and dandy," he said. "But who's your dad?"
I sighed and leaned myself against Draco's chest. "You'll find out at graduation, I promise." My stomach grumbled. I checked the clock above the fireplace. "Great lunch is almost over. Come on, I've got some snack food up in my dormitory."
We walked the deserted halls until we got to Gryffindor Tower. "Cowardly Lion." I mumbled and heard Draco start laughing behind me. "I don't make up the passwords."
As soon as I entered the dormitory Topaz was all over me. I caught the flying ball of gold and she calmed down immediately. Well, until she noticed Draco standing in the doorway. She broke my grasp and fluttered over to the blonde.
"What the hell is this?" He asked trying to keep Topaz away from his face.
"I thought you'd be able to recognize a golden snitch when you saw one Draco. Or maybe that's why you lose every Quidditch game against Gryffindor."
"Ha ha, very funny. I meant why do you have one and why is it attacking me?" He reached out to catch the snitch but Topaz flew back to my shoulder before his fingers could grasp her.
"She wasn't attacking you, she likes you. She's got a name too, Topaz."
"That's great but why do you have it? I know that teams get to keep their catches but I've never seen someone keeping their snitch."
"The team gave it to me as sort of a farewell present. It's the last snitch I'll ever catch." I grabbed Topaz off my shoulder and set her down on my bed. I rummaged through my trunk and came out with a bag of sweets. "Ugh, this is all I have." I chucked a chocolate bar in his direction.
Ten minutes later I looked at the clock. "Draco, you have five minutes to get to Divination, don't you think you should get going?"
"Nah, the old hag won't notice I'm missing and if she does she'll just tell the class the she saw me getting into some 'terrible accident'." He imitated Professor Trelawney's fake ominous voice. "I figured I'd just hang with you. Unless you don't want me to." He pouted. I sighed and pulled him out of Gryffindor Tower before anyone, specifically Ron, came back from lunch.
The next two weeks flew by with studying for exams. The day before they started I was sitting on Draco's lap in a back corner of the library while I studied Potions. Draco sighed and I turned my head to look at him. "Nervous?"
"No, I just can't stand the suspension. Please?" He begged and I didn't even have to ask. As graduation drew closer Draco had been asking me to tell him who my father was. I had talked to my father about it and he said that he didn't mind if I told him, I just liked making him wait.
"Draco, there's only four days until graduation, you can wait." I gave him a soft kiss and went back to my textbook though I found it hard to focus with Draco nuzzling my neck.
"Let's go down to the lake." Draco begged five minutes later. "I'm bored."
I closed my textbook and sighed as I stood. He smiled and wrapped an arm around my waist. As we walked down to the lake a lot of people smiled at us. Apparently I had brought out the better side of Draco and ever since he had found out I was writing him those letters he had been nicer to everyone.
We reached the lake and sat down under the shade of a tree. "Please?" He asked again as I laid my head on his shoulder.
"Four days." I reminded him and he huffed.
"What if I beg?"
"You've been begging." I reminded him and he huffed again.
"I'll be your slave for the rest of the day." He said, running his fingers through my hair.
"I don't need a slave."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Wait until graduation." I sighed. "But I'll tell you who my twin is." Draco pulled me up so that my head was resting in the crook of his neck. "Pansy."
He laughed. "Are you serious?" He scrutinized my face. "I suppose you do have the same black hair and pale skin. Do you have your mother's eyes or your father's eyes?"
"Mother's." I said and he kept quizzing me.
A dozen questions later he sighed. "Do I know this guy?"
"Yes, but I don't think you like him very much. But you will once you get to know him, I promise." I kissed the side of his neck lightly.
"You talk as if I'll be seeing him a lot after graduation." I nodded. "But my father said that we weren't living in our manor anymore. He said that we didn't need all the room and someone had offered to let us move in with them." I nodded again. "I'm moving in with you aren't I?" Nod. "Great, now I have to see Pansy everyday."
N.E.W.T.s flew by for the next three days and then came graduation. It was held out on the grounds and Draco Hermione and I had been separated. I sat near the Patil twins and Pansy, Draco was on the end stuck by Ernie Macmillan, and Hermione was sitting next to a Ravenclaw that I didn't recognize with Goyle on her other side.
Dumbledore stood up to give a speech but I tuned it out and was staring off across the lake where I could see a unicorn drinking. As if it could feel me staring at it it lifted its head and gazed at me. Before it galloped back into the Forbidden Forest it seemed to nod to me and I couldn't help but nod back as I watched it disappear into the trees.
By the time I had refocused on graduation Dumbledore had started reading out names and was already at Vincent Crabbe. Half an hour later my name was called and I walked up to the raised platform to get my scroll. I shook the Headmaster's hand and stepped off the other side where all the other graduates were standing.
I immediately found Draco and Hermione waiting for me at the edges of the group and we waited together as the ceremony came to an end. All in all it was a very different occasion than Muggle graduation was. We had no hats to throw up, no diploma's to take, only scrolls that stated our name and the school that we had graduated from along with our Head of House's signature.
After everyone's name had been called Dumbledore stood up again. "It has been a glorious seven years with all of you and I hope you succeed in the real world. Good luck." Everybody started clapping and that was it. The professors came down to mingle with the students and I saw Snape heading right for us.
"Are you ready to meet my dad?" I whispered in Draco's ear.
"More than." He responded as Snape walked up. "Are the three of you ready?"
"Severus is your father?" Draco exclaimed, looking at me in disbelief.
I laughed. "No, he's taking us to my father." I turned to the tall, dark man. "Do you have the Portkey?"
"I'm not an idiot. Of course I have the Portkey." He grumbled and pulled my father's favorite quill out of his pocket. We all placed a finger on it and Snape counted down. "3…2…1…" I felt the familiar pull behind my navel and shut my eyes tight.
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A/n: Next chapter Draco meets Harry's daddy!! Thnx for reading!!
