Harry knew the time was growing close, and he knew most people would have been scared, but he wasn't. He had lived too long, and suffered too much, and he finally understood what the man had told him, when he was in his first year of school. Back after the philosopher's stone, Harry had asked Albus about Nicholas, and he had been told death was simply the next adventure. Harry had clung to life, wanting to see his dad and Draco safe, and when he came back he thought justice as well, believing he could move on. He had believed when he knew Albus was not a threat any more to them, but his mind was changing.

He looked across the room to where his dad and Draco were curled up in front of the fire, talking, and holding hands. They too seemed to know an end was in site, and deep down knew there may not be much time left, for either could die. Or so they believed.

He felt an arm around his waist and he rested back against Severus. "They will never forgive me."

Severus would not argue for he knew Harry was partially right. "They will but in a long time. Are you certain?"

Harry knew what he doubted even his dad knew, and he was not certain Draco knew, his former stepson was pregnant. With werewolves there was such a hard time conceiving, he was not sure either man considered it, but he could tell. Draco would argue he could use a stasis, or from a distance, but Harry wouldn't risk it. He had lost his son and Luna had as well, he was not let Draco suffer such a loss. Or his dad, Remus had lost far too much, not a baby or Draco.

Harry had made arrangements for them to be sent to Bill's home, and they would not be able to leave, until this ended. He hoped when the men knew about the baby, they would understand why he had done it, but he knew they would still be angry with him.

Severus turned him around to look into his eyes. "Don't even think about pulling that with me. I will be at your side when you take him down."

Harry nodded."I know you will. Those are the only two I will send away. I need to know a part of me and Lucius will go on."

There was a chance that he would not survive, but he would take down Albus with him, one way or the other he would make sure that the man fell. Looking at Severus and thinking about the baby to come, for the firs time he prayed it would not come down to his death. He knew there were people left who could rebuild if he died, and he knew his dad and Draco would carry on, but he wanted to be there for the baby. He wanted to be there when those two married, and when they welcomed their first child, as he knew Lucius would have done anything in the world to be there for. It was more though, he had a hint of a life for himself, a glimpse of a world with Severus, and maybe a child in his own future as well.

He had written a letter explaining why and what he had done, and telling them he could die knowing they were safe. He asked if the baby was a boy, and he died, not to name him Harry but Luke, and make sure the baby would always know about him, the man he was before.

Fred had appeared. "The love birds are out and the portkey is ready to take them to the Delacaur estates. Are you sure about this?"

Harry handed them the letter. "Make sure this is there, and that they are not allowed from the manor before this is over."

He had asked for someone to take them, Hermione having bee moved to the Krum home, and Fred had stepped up. He was not a chicken, no one could doubt his courage after all he endured, but he knew if they were to live through this, they needed all able bodies. He and Moody were both going, Moody was in no physical condition and they best served the order, taking the last of the refugees to France.

Harry handed Fred the baby blanket before the portkey left. "I am not sure if it will ever be used by me. It should finally be put to use."

Severus held him when they vanished. "I will do what ever I can to ensure you live. Maybe one day, it could be our son wrapped in that blanket."

Though they had kissed and been growing closer since the first kiss, it was the first time Harry really thought about it. It was the first time he thought of kids with another man then his husband, who he had spent so much time dreaming and planning their lives with. He had once been worried he never could, that he would feel like he was betraying his husband, but he had come to see what his dad and Draco had been trying to tell him. Lucius had loved him more then his own life, and meant it when he had told Harry on more then one occasion, he would want his husband to go on, if he died.

Harry pulled him in for a long warm kiss. "If we both live through this, you and I can discus our future together."

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Albus knew he was facing battle soon, but for the first time in his life, he could admit he was scared. More then half of his loyal men had been kissed, and even a hue chunk of his foot soldiers, and though he had some wolves, they were not the power of Harry's. Kingsley, the Weasleys and his wife were all gone, and he had a bad feeling that not even the school would save him now. He knew like Voldemort, Harry would find a way through the wards, and in a way he was a sitting duck. He knew he could leave, but he knew the school inside and out, and he could use the students.

He was standing at the window of his office and looking out at the grounds, when he felt a sudden shifting of the power, and knew it was the wards. They were not down yet, but it was only a matter of time before they were.

One of his men came and he turned to him. "Get every single student in the school and bring them down to the hall. We need some shields."

The man was pale. "There are no students sir. Every last student and staff who was not on your side, have disappeared."

This could not be happening, he had been counting on both, the only help he had. Harry may have changed a lot, but he would never attack kids, shown by the fact tat his wife was not dead yet If Harry would not kill his unborn child, he would not target innocent students, and they would have been a good shield. None of the teachers wanted to fight on his side, but they would have, to ensure the kids were safe.

He threw his bourbon bottle across the room. "How? How?"

The man shook his head."I don't know sir, but we have checked the school from top to bottom and they are all gone."

He ordered his men to gather for he knew they would have to face Harry, but when he tried to leave the school, he found he no longer could apparate from here. Harry had not simply brought down the wards but created his own as well.

Harry's voice called through the school. "Oh Albus, come out come out, where ever you are. I have not come to play."