Blah, blah, blah... I'm a horrible person. I haven't updated anything at all lately, and I'm sorry. It really doesn't sit well with me, but what can you do? Hopefully I will get some stuff out soon. I'm on summer break. It will be easier to get stuff out. This was beta-d by the lovely and talented theviewfromhere. (take a bow)...she would if she were here. : D

OH! and by the way, I'm going to probably add in the new Doc eventually... but that's another chapter. I think this one will go back to Harry Potter... mostly. This'll be mostly an explaining chapter. It's here for back-story on the Harry Potter side of things, really. Next chapter we'll actually get to some real stuff. Yay. Sorry again for the long-ass wait.

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Gwen sat in the Hub, sulking. She hated sitting in the empty space with just Myfanwy for company. With no backup, Gwen would have to do everything herself, which would be wonderfully exciting... if anything happened actually happened at some point.

Except for the hourly check of her email and Ianto's ever-so-often check-in calls, Gwen sat at her desk doing nothing.

"Harkness, what did you do to Ianto?" Harry leaned against the luggage rack at the airport, looking at his friends. His face was twisted into a smirk that rivaled that of a Malfoy.

"You're too young for me to go into that, Harry." Jack said as he hugged the wizard. Ianto stood next to his lover, and noticed Draco coming out of a bathroom. At the sight of the blond, Ianto smiled and waved slightly. Draco jogged lightly over to the group and smiled back at Ianto.

"See you haven't changed a bit, To-to. Good to see you." The two hugged tightly just as Jack and Harry returned to the conversation.

"To-to? I missed a whole relationship full of nicknames... wow, I feel out of the loop." Jack grinned at Harry and Ianto hit him lightly on the arm.

"Draco has a thing against the Welsh. Seems to think they all need mocking. The nickname was cute, though, for a while." Harry glared without much malice at his husband.

"Can I learn more about you three's... what ever it was that you had? Not really for investigative purposes, mostly just for fun." the Captain winked at both wizards. The men chatted lightly about their exploits during Ianto's university years on the way to the Apparation point.

Once they fell flat on their feet (or ass in Ianto's case), the men strode toward Hogsmeade.

"So, no one was going to tell me how to land that? I have two grown wizard ex-lovers and an immortal partner...doesn't anyone care whether or not my arse is sore?" Ianto pouted uncharacteristically.

"Of course we care, To-to. That was mostly just for fun. I'm sure Jack will make it feel all better." Draco pinched Ianto's bottom and winked at Jack. The captain smiled.

"Only if he asks nicely," he said as they rounded a bend in the road. Around said bend stood, in all its glory, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Jack smiled fondly at the building and Harry snatched Draco's hand in recognition of the varied fond and not-so-fond memories the castle held. The blond squeezed his husband's hand and continued walking toward the school. Ianto stood still and when Jack glanced back, he had a look of confusion on his face.

"You went to school here? It's a pile of rubbish! Rocks and 'Warning' signs... this is nothing like those newspaper pictures!" Ianto's mouth was agape by the end of his question.

"Oh! Almost forgot. Muggles can't see the building. You've only looked at it through charmed photos of the Prophet. Here," Draco waved his wand and muttered something that Ianto couldn't hear and he was told to close his eyes. When they were opened , the magnificent school Ianto remembered in pictures stood before him and it was all he could do not to gasp in awe.

"Now that you can see the building, why don't we head on in? Dumbledore will want to meet To-to and talk to us about the Forbidden Forest." Harry nodded toward the school and they all started the climb towards the Headmaster's office.

"... lemon drops, Bertie Botts, Blood Pops... er..." Draco listed off every candy he could think of to try and get into the Headmaster's office. He and Harry had been at it for what felt like hours, trying every sweet imaginable to gain access to speak with Dumbledore.

"We should have owled before we came. The Headmaster changed this thing every week when we were in school. There's just no way we can get through this bloody gargoyle." Draco mumbled. Harry was sitting on the floor next to the opening in the wall with his temple resting on the cold stone.

Ianto was in a similar position lying on the floor of the castle, his head resting on Harry's lap. Jack paced aside Draco. Harry and Ianto couldn't help but notice the strange way their partners seemed to do the same thing.

Harry's fingers found their way into Ianto's hair as they sat watching Jack and Draco.

"When did you and Draco get married?" The Welshman asked. He turned his head to stare at Harry as the wizard fiddled with Ianto's hair.

"About three and a half years ago. Right after Arabel was born. She's Draco and Astoria Greengrass' little girl. I adopted her after we were bonded. She doesn't know her mother all that well." Harry sighed.

"How did... I mean, what... Draco had a child? How?" Ianto sat up to look at Harry.

Harry chuckled slightly, looking at his friend. "By the normal means, I would suppose, although I wasn't present at the actual time of conceiving. That was a relief if anything. Draco always said that the pregnancy was the worst. Of course, I understood that with Luna and Sam." Harry grinned as he talked about his children.

"You know very well what I meant, Potter. I thought you two were in it for the long haul. How did the split happen?" Ianto asked, then his mind caught up with Harry's words. "Luna? I could swear you said that Luna was the craziest person you know, not to mention that you told me once you'd never have sex with another woman in your life." Ianto's challenging gaze irked Harry, even though the wizard knew everything was justifiable.

"First off, there was no split. Draco needed to produce an heir to the Malfoy name, and he did with Arabel. Not exactly what Narcissa had in mind, but she'll have her pureblood. As for Sam, Luna and Neville were married a few years after the War. They couldn't have children because Neville was infertile. They had been searching for someone to help them have a kid when a new experimental potions treatment was released that promised twins. So, after hearing every last thing that we could on the subject, Luna and I... you know, and said if the potions worked, we would have a child each. Luna had a blond girl whom she named Cassiopeia and my brown haired little boy that we named Sam." Ianto took his time digesting everything. "Wow," was all he could manage.

"You don't even know the half of it. You should have seen Luna when she was pregnant. Everyday she had at least twelve cockroach clusters-" All four of the men jumped as the gargoyle slowly shifted out of place to reveal to stairs to Dumbledore's office.

There was a slight shifting of stone and a yell of victory from the other half of their party. Their conversation halted as they both looked up. "Looks like we found it." Jack laughed.

"Hop in, the gargoyle doesn't wait for long." Draco warned as they jumped into the slowly closing gap between the wall and the stairs.

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