Many things happened at once after Harold's outburst. Ron's face went red, and he stalked towards Hermione who was busy trying to pull Harold off of Draco. Ginny watched her brother and moved to stop him, but Draco beat her to it.
"Don't you dare start yelling at her again, it is not her fault he is confused." Hermione finally succeeded in pulling the child into her arms she moved between the old rivals.
"No it is not, and it's not his either however I'll explain it to him." Without another word, she left for Hogwarts.
Once home she set Harold down on her desk before starting to explain. "Little man, your daddy is the man at Uncle Harry's who's hair matches Aunt Ginny's." as she spoke she heard a pop behind her showing that Draco had followed her.
"I think the room of requirement might help." He suggested, she nodded before replying.
"Okay I'm going to grab a few photo albums then we can walk down there. Thank you" She left, and Draco sighed this was going to be a long day he thought to himself then looked up to see Harold observing him.
"What is on your mind little monster?" Draco asked this question allot; he liked knowing what the child thought because he felt it brought them closer and would help keep the child out of trouble.
"What do you love more than anything?"
"You" Draco didn't have to think he knew the answer, the child was always on his mind he helped him from his mother's womb, the child made it easy to spend time with the Potter's and Longbottom's, he was the reason Draco had stopped hating the world.
"He doesn't; you said that is what makes you a dad loving a mom and child more than anything."
"There was a time he loved your mom more than anything; he would have risked anything for her when we were young, Ron will love you once he gets to know you, he just didn't know about you till the day before yesterday."
"How did he not know about me."
"Well, mummy's always know about babies before daddy's do and its the mum's job to tell the dad. However, your dad had to go away before your mum could tell him about you."
"Do you love mum more than anything?" This time Draco did have to think, she did hold his heart she had for years but did he love her more than anything?
"She is my best friend; I love her very much."
"Alright let's go," Hermione said as she came back into the office. They walked to the room of requirement quietly and found a comfy room with beanbags and blankets everywhere and a magic projector in the middle attached to a pensive filled with memories that would help Harold understand. Hermione and Harold curled into one bag and Draco on the one next to them.
They looked at the albums there were so many pictures, most were of the golden trio a few of their classmates, even a class picture of everyone in her year taken when she was in her first year just before they left for the summer holiday. It showed Ron and Harry smiling with her between them in the lion's section of the photo and Draco smirking from the snake's. The ones of the Weasley family brought tears to her eyes as she told who they were. Of course, Harold recognized the Potter's but the other redheads were a mystery, He saw his mother and aunt sitting on the ground with a blond between them, his mother told him her name was Fleur. Behind the girls kneeled three men the one behind his aunt was his uncle then came the one with a scarred face named Bill, then the man he had just learned was his father. Behind them stood a sweet looking older man with his arm around the warm looking woman next to him, Molly and Arthur as he was told each had an identical man next to them, Fred and George. The last row held two more boys his mother called them Percy and Charlie.
"This picture was taken just before the two in the middle got married. These people made the most amazing family but something bad happened, and it tore them apart, many have left this world, and the others except for your mother, aunt, and uncle haven't been in England for years including your father." Harold nodded trying to understand as the projector lit up the wall in front of them and watched the day on the train; the first day his parents met the day his mother met his uncle and Draco. Many quidditch games with Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Draco flying around the pitch, some of Ginny studying with the golden trio, the memory where Hermione slapped Draco, Hermione caught him watching her during this memory and winked at him. Next, it showed her belly slowly growing as she finished school, and of Draco holding Harold in the hospital wing hours after he was born. After a few hours of watching memories and eating dinner, Harold fell asleep, but the memories continued many of the trio in school fighting with Draco, which made the pair laugh, then it shifted to the year the golden boys didn't return to finish school this section was Draco's favorite.
Hermione and Draco were in the headmistress office. Draco didn't know it at the time, but Hermione had come to the office to tell the older witch that she was pregnant and worried about life after Hogwarts.
"You are my top students and have experience both fighting with and against dark arts and as such I believe that the two of you can put the so-called curse of the defense against the dark arts teacher to bed. The only catch is you have to work together I can't have my professors hexing each other for no reason." The faces of the students lit up as they heard the news they got to use the awful war the two had been through for some good, then their faces fell could they work together? They had doubts, but they had to try.
The memory changed showing the office while being put together.
Harold slept in a bassinet as the adults worked.
"Why did you name him that?" Draco asked as he put books on the selves.
" I named him after Harry and Ronald; they are my best friends."
Now the light showed the office nearly put together the two stood there smiling at each other.
Then the image faded, showing it was out of memories.
They were walking back Draco holding the sleeping child.
"How did it know what memories to show?"
"They were the castles memories and in the room of requirement. It always knows what we need."
"Did you mean what you said, That Harold is what you love most?" She asked as they walked into her apartment
"Yes, what all did you hear?"
"Just that." She lied and took her son from her friend and put him to bed.