Disclaimer: I of course do not own Harry Potter or the related characters and story lines, the babies however are my creations.

Warning/s: Not beta-ed and prolly riddled with mistakes.

HQ and New Ties

Who knew that being attack by Dementors would be kind of good for Harry, well the fact that he had been moved from his relitives house for the rest of the summer. He and his baby daughter Suzette were now at the Headquaters for the Order of the Phoenix. He had arrived in a fit of anger and frustration at having been left out of the loop for more then a month. But after a nice meal and little more information Harry's temper had settled quite a bit and he had allowed himself to enjoy his new surroundings. Molly was in her element, feeding Harry up and getting to bond with her baby granddaughter.

It was Harry's first morning at Grimmauld place, he had woken early, it was hardly even light out yet but Suzette was awake and ready for her breakfast. The young father picked up his daughter quickly but gently, hoping to get out of the bedroom they were sharing with Ron and the triplets before she started really crying, in hopes that they wouldn't disurb her still sleeping brothers. Harry smiled to himself as he made his way to the kitchen without Suzette breaking out into hysterical demanding for her morning feed.

Molly Weasley was already up for the day by now too, she had been an early riser for the most part of her adult life having had seven children without much of a break. Although her children were all grown or nearly grown she had just become so accustomed to waking with the sun that she had given up any and all attempts at sleeping in over the years. Now that she was a grandmother the early rising was meet with something to do, in this case it was making her two month old trio of grandsons their morning bottles to help out their young father.

"Good morning Mrs Weasley" Harry said as he joined her in the basement kitchen.

"Oh good morning Harry dear" Molly greeted back with a warm smile.

"You're up rather early aren't you?" she asked as she finished pouring out three carefully measure bottles of formula.

"Suzi is hungry, I guess I'm use to being up with her this early now" Harry explained, smiling down at the precious bundle in his arms.

"Of course you are, Ron'll be up soon too" the grandmother added, she pulled another bottle from the collection and begun to make one for her granddaughter too.

"Sit down Harry, and I'll bring her a bottle" she encouraged, pointing towards the table.

Harry smiled gratefully and went to make himself and Suzette comfortable, he noticed then that he and Mrs. Weasley were not the only ones awake. Hermione was sitting in an armchair in the corner of the kitchen. She a had s crescent shaped pillow propped around her middle, just under her chest, she had her shirt raised, latched onto her left breast was a tiny baby girl with inky black hair. On the right side, head to head with her sister was the brunet baby Iona, both sisters were contentedly nursing. Hermione was happily sipping from her cup of decaffeinated tea as she fed her two daughters, perfectly comfortable with her choice to breastfeed her daughters over bottle feeding, despite her young age.

"Morning Mione" Harry greeted his best friend as he settled into a chair at the table with his daughter.

"Good morning Harry, good morning Suzi" greeted the other young parent with a warm smile on her face.

"Did you sleep well?" Harry asked, with new babies it wasn't a given anymore that a good nights rest would come easy, although for Harry that had never really been a sure thing.

"Oh yes, the girls sleep very well, I only have to nurse them twice in the night" Hermione replied.

"That's good, Suzi's now sleep about six hours straight, midnight to six in the morning" the teen father stated proudly, snuggling his daughter close.

"That's great Harry" the bushy haired mother replied.

"Here you go Harry dear" Molly said just moments later, handing him a small glass bottle with a rubber teet.

"Thank you" replied the teen father. Suzette began to fuss as she noticed the bottle now in her Daddy's hand.

"Hush now Suzi, Daddy's going to feed you now, I promise" he soothed his daughter, moving her a bit so that she was settled comfortably in his arms before he popped the bottle teet into her mouth and watched as she began to suckle furiously, trying to take in as much formula as possible with each gulp.

Hermione's had taken Iona of the breast and handed her to Remus Lupin who had just joined them, the werewolf picked up a burping cloth from the pile on the kitchen bench, draped it over his left shoulder and placed Iona there too, he patted her gently on the back for a few moments before she let out a loud burp, follewed by a contented sigh. Hermione had accepted a cloth from Remus and proceeded to do the same with Elani. By this time Ron and Ginny had also joined them in the kitchen with Ron's triplets. Ron had settled into the seat next to Harry and was feeding baby Kenzie his morning bottle. Molly was feeding Quinn and Ginny was feeding Callum.

With all the babies fed, the rest of number tweleve Grimmauld Place's inhabbitants sat down to enjoy a wonderful home cooked breakfast. Molly had made a vertiable feast, a bowl of homemade baked beans sat in the center of the dining table, surrounded by platters of scrambled egges, fresh toast, crispy bacon, breakfast sausages and fried potatoes. There were pitchers of pumpkin juice, a teapot filled with freshly brewed tea and a jug of wonderful smelling coffee.

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Later that same day, Harry was taking some time to himself while Ron spent some bonding time with his only daughter. The younger teen hadn't had much time to spend alone sincen Suzette was born, she had been his constant companion at the Dursley's house as none of his realitives were willing to offer much if any assistance with the new born. Although Aunt Petunia had twice held her great neice, once while Harry was busying making her a bottle and she was screaming. His horse-faced Aunt had scooped the baby up into her arms and soothed her with a practiced ease. The second time had been when Harry had slipt while gardening and had twisted his ankle, Harry had been icing said ankle when Suzette had woken with an uncomfortably wet nappy, to Harry's surprise his Aunt had changed the baby without question, placed her in Harry's waiting arms and brang him a bottle so he could feed her.

His summer had not been terrible this year, he had been given less chores as he had a baby to care for, his cousin and Uncle left him be for the most part and Uncle Vernon didn't yell as much as he was not a fan of having the baby cry more than she already did. Aunt Petunia had even spoken to him more then a few times, offer short and curt words of advice about caring for a baby. But being had Headquarters was of course much nicer, the company was far more welcoming and as he was not the only one trying to get the hang of being a new parent he felt much less lonely and isolated.

The green eyed teen was sitting on a comfortable arm chair in the newly cleaned out Drawing Room, staring absently into space. At first he didn't notice that he was not alone until his Godfather spoke.

"Alright there Harry?" he asked the teen who reminded him so much of his boyhood friend.

"Yeah Sirius, just thinking" Harry replied, he had been sitting here thinking for the past half hour. Thinking about Voldemort, the danger he was in, the danger Suzette would be in simply by being his daughter and whether or not his and Draco's lie would be able to keep their son, Evander safe.

"Oh yeah, what about?" Sirius asked, sitting himself down on the vacant armchair across from the teen.

"About Voldemort and Suzi and my son" Harry shared.

Sirius nodded thoughtfully before the final part of what Harry had said caught up with him.

"Did you say son?" He asked.

"It had to be keept quite to keep him safe, I couldn't tell you over owl post" Harry said as he started in on the explaination of his young son.

"So you have a son with the son of a Death Eater?" the older man repeated, trying to wrap his mind around this new information.

"And with my cousin's son no less" Sirius added.

"Your cousin?" Harry asked, seeking clarrification.

"My dear cousin Bellatrix's younger sister Narcissa married Lucius Malfoy" Sirius explained, he stood up and went over to the tapastry of the Black Family Tree that hung on the wall and showed it to his Godson.

"That makes you and Evander second cousins right?" the black haired teen asked, a smile creeping onto his face at his son having a tangable relationship with Sirius.

"I guess it does, although he and Tonks are more closely related then he and I" Sirius added.

Even if he himself didn't have much by way of blood relations to offer his son, at least Draco had a few good seeds in the bunch. There was Sirius, Harry's own Godfather, there was Healer Andromeda Tonks who had delivered the boy as well as the rest of the Hogwarts babies and she was Evander's Great Aunt and their was her daughter too, Evander's cousin of sorts. It would do, that was proof that not all those who came from dark families went dark and there was hope for his son yet.

A/N: Chapter 2 is now done, not a lot going on yet I know but I'm working up to it, still haven't decided if I should write Harry's trial or if you guys would like to have a look in on Draco and Evander? Coming up in the next chapter or so...Hermione confronts Severus after a meeting and reminds him he has a daughter.