Ron proposed to Hermione a few nights later, he had set up a picnic dinner and asked her after they finished there meal. Hermione accepted happily. The ring Ron presented her with made her observations one step closer to Draco's true identity.
She decided to hint to Harry in the morning, but for now she was going to enjoy her night with a man she loved.
After Draco's depressed mood swings, Harry had taken more time to be with him, Ron having told him what was bothering his beloved. The couple were out in the barn tending to the horses when Harry spoke.
"So how far along now?" he asked unable to keep the smile off his face.
"Four months and one week," replied Draco brushing Syfron's coat "why?"
"I just wanted to know so we can start getting the babies room ready," replied Harry.
"Would you help me?" beamed Draco walking into his lovers arms.
"Dragon, there's something I've been meaning to ask you, I know we just assumed but I really never did get around to asking…" started Harry.
"Love your babbling," smiled Draco "what's this about."
Harry pulled gently away and sank to one knee, "Draco, my love my angel, be my husband?" he revealed a dragons diamond ring, with a single ruby.
"Yes, yes I will," smiled Draco as Harry rose and he lept. The embrace should have lasted forever, but Harry pulled away to place the ring on his beloveds finger.
"I love you, and after our child is born we'll go to town an make our love official," grinned Harry.
"I love you too, and would like nothing more then to spend forever with you," blushed Draco tears running down his face.
"Your crying love," stated Harry concerned.
"These are happy tears love," replied Draco holding him tight "You've made me so happy."
Meanwhile at the Castle Malfoy
More days passed as did the two boy's birthdays, and Lucius returned to see if Morcens had held up his part of the deal, but then again he knew of no one that could resist one sapphire, let alone three.
Truly enough the second Morcens saw him everyone left the large room but two guards and fourteen boys, all virgin, all sixteen with white blond hair.
"See, see I have's brought you all the sixteen year old, yellow haired virgins from around the kingdom," said the man excitedly.
Lucius nodded curtly as he began to examine each boy, silently hoping Draconis would be among them.
He disregarded the ones with to dark of hair, and eyes the wrong color, and it left him to three boys, magically testing them, they were virgin. One looked a year or two younger but he had the right height, eyes, and hair. His hands were rough but they would be treated.
"Him," said Lucius passing over the sapphires, the boys eyes widened in fear as Lucius led him away, tucking an invisibility cloak around him, and rode back to the castle.
He had found his look alike and soon Draconis would make his appearance, now to deal with the pesky nursemaids. They needed to be silenced, whether for good or by spell.
The boy was scrubbed rather viciously, and his body lathered with vanilla smelling cream, his hands were soaked for three hours in a vile smelling potion that left them softer then silk, and then once again his dry skin was lathered in the cream. He was dressed in a white tunic and breeches.
Lucius himself overlooked his training, he had only a few short weeks to prepare a peasant boy for the role of a princess, his dinning greatly improved, and his reading and writing were improving. He could sign papers exactly in the princess' own hand, and spoke softly.
The needle point was atrocious and Lucius ordered the nursemaids to make it look like he could do it well, and three songs on the piano were taught to him, as all great ladies and breeders must have a song to play or sing.
The boy himself was adjusting well, and Lucius was pleased for it, but how could a peasant boy not when suddenly he found himself waited on hand and foot, and all he had to do was say his name was Princess Draconis and wear the veil.
Two weeks into his training, and step by step he was told what to say. He descended the stairs in the white silk slippers, veil, crown and all and entered the dining hall for breakfast. Ten steps away from the table he curtsied low to the Potter and Malfoy royals.
"Pardon my absences dear King, Queen and Prince of the kingdom Potter," replied the imposter finally moving his eyes up, and Lucius gave a nod of permission for the boy to join.
"Dear princess," smiled Queen Lilly, "I trust you are feeling much better?"
"Yes your majesty," replied the boy his voice honey silk sweet, I couldn't help but draw reactions from the Prince's two godfathers.
Lucius inwardly smirked, he taught the boy well, I was exactly how his own son sounded, but magic can to wonderfully terrible things.
"What was wrong?" asked King James.
The princess flashed magical silver eyes upon him, "I was ill, your highness with a terrible sickness, I'm just pleased it didn't claim my life and my people were unharmed…" he put his hand to his forehead for just a second.
"That's enough," smiled Narcissa softly, "the princess grows weary already, why don't we tuck in to the glorious breakfast."
"So our son's birthdays have passed," stated Lucius "and I do not see your prince, is he even coming?"
"Harry will be here;" replied James curtly "there is just a few problems on the front."
"Then send out the royal battalion to crush the squabble, and send for your prince," smirked Lucius "once the marriage it complete I will send troops to your aid… but with no prince and it being passed our son's seventeenths. King James you test my patience, I wish for your son's arrival within the month or I will call war, good day."
The Malfoy royals stood and left the hall leaving a fuming King, a scared queen and two fearful advisors behind.
Back in the forest
A little while later Draco was now five months pregnant, his little frame was showing it now and the world outside was covered with a thin layer of white snow, it melted off by noon but it showed promise that is would soon be here to stay.
The wolves loved it though, and the second the door was open they bounded out into the frosty air sniffing feverously at the white powder, even eating some of it.
Draco laughed as he called them in just after they finished breakfast, both dripping wet wolves tucked into their large bowl of meat and curled up by the fireside to warm-up.
Everyone thought the wolves had the right idea on the frosty day, but something in the wards poked Harry and Ron's interest. Someone was nearing.
Within a matter of moments Harry and Ron were racing off to the horses, they called their goodbye back and headed through the bush that magically parted for them.
Draco paced fearfully only sitting when his legs started to hurt. Hermione feared as well but currently she was watching Draco, if anyone should have their safety to fear for it was this boy. He was so tiny, and already at only five month the baby looked large in a few more weeks he could be bed ridden. It made Hermione wonder if it was more than one babe growing inside him.
Draco spun the ring around and around his finger, watching the dragon diamond band…'wait.' He thought how can a simple hunter afford a dragon diamond… not even a lord had enough funds; dragon diamond was a thing of royals. 'Harry Evans… Evans… Evans… LILLY EVANS, Harry was his prince!'