I Am Draco Malfoy-Potter
Chapter Five: Cat Out Bag
"So these are my grandchildren?"
Narcissa's voice was far away as she looked through the album that future Harry had made.
After Narcissa was done crying and listening to the explanation her son had for her, they had settled themselves in Draco's room where the blond had pulled out Malfoy-Potter album.
"They're beautiful Dragon."
Draco had allowed himself to view the album with his mother, despite the fact that by himself he had only managed to make it to the second page. Narcissa's excitement about her grandchildren almost vibrated the air around them.
"What his name?" Her finger pointed out a smiling boy with unruly black hair that showed teeth, but the front two were missing. His silver eyes closed.
"Leo." Draco answered with a fond smile. "Leonis Sirius Malfoy-Potter."
"And him?" Next to the boy was a blond that looked guilty as his green eyes begged for forgiveness.
"Scorpius James. He looks exactly like me now, he's 14 years old and his eyes mother, his eyes are exactly like Harry's."
"I can tell." Narcissa looked in wonderment at the photo, running her fingers through each boy's image as if she would touch them this way.
"And the ones that look alike?" She pointed to another picture in the same page, one with two look alike twins smiling to show their teeth, the first two also missing.
"James Lucius and Lilian Cissa." Draco waited for the obvious reaction, and he got it.
"You named them after us?" Her eyes were glossy, almost spilling over but she held in it, looking again at the photo. It seemed as if she was longing for these kids as bad as Draco was.
"Yes. Harry convinced me to have them, and together with Severus we created a potion that allows a sergeant mother's DNA to be stripped from the child and be replaced with the DNA of the other father. Scop is the oldest, the day he was born our potion had been proven successful. Even a DNA test with the mother had come up negative. He was only and truly ours."
"That's amazing Draco..." Narcissa seemed to be at an information overdrive, she was both sad and happy, both disappointed and hopeful. Her emotions were everywhere and she was so lost that she wondered what Draco was feeling. "You've grown so much..." She touched her little boy's cheek, and for a moment she did not see the 14 year old face. Narcissa saw the face of the 34 year old Draco talking to his children that the Pensive had allowed her to witness.
Tears shun in his eyes but he kept his promise and held them in. Draco nodded mutely as arms came around him.
"He is important to you. So important that you would go back in time to save him from the pain he has felt all his life. Whatever you do Draco. I will be by your side. I'm sorry for what this family has put you through, but hopefully, we can also be a part of the Malfoy-Potters?"
"You're planning to tell father?" Draco asked numbly. Whether or not she did, he didn't care. He had her support and surly she would convince his father.
"Yes. Telling him the truth would be the only way to get him to turn against his Lord. We will be safe, and we will keep Harry safe until my grandchildren are born." The determination in her voice was startling and Draco smiled. He always knew that his mother would love his children, but now he had a frown row seat to her dedication to children she had not even met.
"Thank you." He whispered.
"You are my child. You should know yourself that love this strong can't be fought against." With a firm nod she rose and went to the door before pausing. "May I borrow the album? I would like too look through all of it before I show your father."
Draco hesitated due to the fact that he himself had not managed to get through the whole thing. This was the last thing Harry left him, he didn't particularly want to just give it away.
"I won't allow it to be destroyed, and if it makes you feel better, I will even make a copy and leave the original with you." She reassured him.
"Please do...I don't want to let this out of my sight." Draco breathed holding the album to his chest.
"Alright my Dragon." Narcissa smiled and waved her wand whispered a smell and headed out with an identical copy of the Malfoy-Potter album.
When she was gone, Draco opened the book again and tried to go through some more pages.
There was Hermione and Ron's wedding where little Scorpius had been the ring barer. There was a picture of their first born, a girl named Rose who resembled her aunt Ginny, and their second born a boy named Hugo with Ron's face.
Pictures of Scorpius and his siblings playing with Rose and Hugo, and pictures of Harry and himself holding the children as well as the could.
Every memory was sharp and thick in his throat and the pain was even more so.
"I miss you. I miss you the way you were then just as much as I miss them. Harry..."
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"Achoo!"
"Are you alright mate?" Ron asked from the bed across from Harry.
"Yeah I'm fine just a sneeze." Harry laughed. Ron was holding his heart a look of shock on his face.
"Bloody hell mate, you sneeze like a cannon."
"Yeah yeah, just get to bed. Didn't your dad say something about getting up really early tomorrow?" Harry huffed at the red head and hopped into what was designated his bed while he stayed at the Burrow.
"Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me! We woulda been up all night!" Ron smiled Harry's way as he too got into bed.
"We probably still will Ron." Harry smirked.
A day or two after Draco had left Harry's house, Ron and the twins came to Number 4 Private Drive to pick him up for an exciting trip of sorts. That was all the twins would till him and Ron wasn't being much of a chatter box either.
Something in Harry's heart lifted as he remembered his summer with Draco, and with a smile on his face he let his mind drift off until he no longer heard Ron's snores. He'd wished Draco could be with them all, going on this 'exciting trip' too. He would have to find a way for Ron and Hermione to accept Draco, or before long, his new friendship with the blond Slytherin would fall to ruin.
With that last though, he finally fell unconscious.
"Oh no no no my Lord Voldemort. I only meant...perhaps if we were to do it without the boy..."
"NO! The boy is everything, it cannot be done without him and it WILL be done exactly as I say. Gather our old comrades. Send them a sign."
"Nagini tells me the old caretaker is standing outside the door. Step aside so that I can give our guest a proper greeting."
An angry green light flashes before Harry's closed eyes and he bolts awake sweating and panting.
"Harry!" Hermione his flustered and panicking brain processes.
"Hermione" he said out loud, listening to his scratchy voice. "Bad dream. When did you get here?"
"Just now." Hermione smiled. "You?"
"Last night." Harry smiled back as the girl went over to Ron's bed and started to shake at his dead corpse.
"Wake up. Wake up Ronald!" She yelled into the poor boy's ear and Ron bolted up staring at the girl like she was a raving lunatic.
"Bloody hell." He breathed tiredly and Harry laughed at him from his side of the room.
"Believe me Ron, my awakening was ruder than yours." Harry laughed as he runs over the images of his dream in his head. A snake, an old man, a mysterious man, and Wormtail surrounding Voldemort. A shiver ran down his back as Hermione started talking again.
"Honestly. Get dressed, and don't go back to sleep." She turned to Ron who was already going back under the covers. She ripped them off of him and smacked his arm. "Come on Ron! Your mother says breakfast"s ready."
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It took a while, but when everyone was fed, they were all given back packs to carry and were sent on their way with Arthur Weasley.
"Where are we actually going?" Harry asked as he lugged the back pack around, already not liking the situation.
"Don't know. Hey Dad!" Ron called out to Arthur who was walking on ahead in the direction of an old man who stood at the top of a hill. "Where are we going?"
"Haven't the foggiest." Arthur smiled back. "Keep up!"
Harry glared at the back of Arthur's head but did as he was told.
The old man smiled as he saw the group headed towards him. "Arthur! It's about time son."
Arthur smiled back and accepted the man's hand. "Sorry Amos. Some of us had a bit of a sleepy start." Then he turned to the kids who followed behind him. "This is Amos Diggory everyone, he works with me in the ministry" Then he turned to the boy standing next to Amos, a little older than Harry probably 17 by the looks of him. "And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?"
The boy grinned back at Arthur. "Yes sir."
That was when Amos spotted Harry. The look of admiration and surprise he was so used to seeing on the faces of people he just met now took it's place in Amos' face and Harry gulped.
"Merlin's beard, you must be Harry Potter." the man breathed and harry suddenly felt awkward.
"Yes sir." He answered before noticing the group had begun to move again. "This way."
Everyone had begun to climb the hill again and at the top was a boot that had absolutely no place there.
"Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?" Harry thought aloud, but was answered by the twins who followed behind him.
"That isn't just any old manky boot mate." Fred said as he passed Harry.
"It's a portkey." George finished smiling.
Everyone stood around the boot, touching the object in some way while Harry just looked confused.
"Time to go. Ready?" Arthur asked the group and looked around.
"What's a 'portkey'?" Harry insisted.
"After 3" Amos said ignoring Harry's question. "One...Two.."
"Harry!" Arthur called and Harry started and rushed to put his hand on the boot. "Three!"
The sudden flash was startling and Harry was blinded for a moment before realizing they were all flying through the air. Arthur called out to them. "Let go kids!"
Hermione panicked. "What?!"
"Let! Go!"
When the kids followed Arthur's instructions it was like the ground rose up the meet them as Harry, Hermione and the young Weasley's all crashed to the ground with a violet Thump. Arthur, Amos, and even Cedric came down as if they were walking on air and Harry glared at the three from the ground before Cedric helped him up with a smirk.
"Thanks." Harry huffed.
As everyone rose, they began walking again, and what once was a clear and open field turned into a gathering of tents and people who walked around in bright matching colors cheering.
"Well kids, welcome to the Quidditch World Cup!"
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"Is he here?" Lucius asked as he and Draco walked down the stadium's row of seats. Draco followed on his tail, frowning as he noticed his father's face. Apparently his mother had told his father everything, and while the man had accepted it for the most part, this morning had been different. The man was on edge and cautious about the slightest of things and Draco knew why, but he was also giving nothing away.
"He is." Draco answered with a sigh. He would be seeing Harry today but it wouldn't turn out very good. The outcome of today would lead to a bit of suffering for Harry, and Draco wasn't too comfortable with the thought. "The attack is tonight. Isn't it." He said silently to his father.
The man's eyes widened briefly breaking the Malfoy mask before snapping it back into place. "Yes. He's called his forces and we will declare his revival tonight."
"He's not revived, he just split his souls. That's why he still lives when he should be dead, as long as his souls are in this world than so will he." Draco growled.
"Yes well-"
"Blimey Dad, how far up are we?"
Ron's voice from above stopped their conversation as they saw the group of Weasley's headed up. Draco spotted Harry in an instant.
"Well put it this way," Lucius said gaining the groups attention. " If it rains, you'll be the first to know."
"Father!" Draco called as Ron glared at the elder Malfoy. Lucius froze for a moment before sighing. Nature was a hard thing to go against, but since his son had managed, so would he. He guessed.
"We're in the Minister's box." Draco pointed out, looking up into Harry's eyes. "It's an invatation by the Minister himself-"
"Don't boast you little prick."
"Ron" His father intercepted.
Draco grit his teeth and focused on Harry. "I was going to ask if you lot would like to join." He had said it harsher than he was hoping to, but Ron really knew how to boil his blood. "We can bring guests."
Arthur seemed surprised as the elder Malfoy said nothing against his son, just kept staring at the group as if waiting for and answer.
"Sure. Alight then" Arthur answered.
Draco caught the sight of Harry's smile just as the group began pushing their way down to join the Malfoy's in the minister's box. Ron trailing behind clearly sulking.
"You know mate," Fred said letting his elbow rest on Draco's shoulder.
"We never thought we would say this." George chimed in taking Draco's other side.
"But you aren't that bad a fellow." The twins smiled at him and Draco was incline to smile back.
"Things change." He said shrugging his shoulder, telling without words for the twins to get off.
"Hey! It's the Irish!" Ron exclaimed as green and yellow flooded the stadium and the Irish team flew by the crowd across from the Minister's box.
"And the Bulgarians!" Fred screamed as red and gold started to replace the green and yellow. The players whizzed by the Minister's box, one of them stopping to wave before flying off with the rest of the team.
Draco watched as the twin's cheered practically falling out of the Minister's box. Ron was right there with them, but Harry remained a bit behind, looking at Draco every once in a while with a slight smile. He mouthed a quite "Thank you" Before being interrupted.
The announcer's voice bellowed over the crowd as he "Good evening! It gives me great pleasure to welcome each and every one of you to the final of the 422nd Quidditch World Cup. Let the match begin!"
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The walk back to their tent was a bit more eventful then the game had been. Unsurprisingly, the Bulgarians had one when Viktor Krum captured the Snitch with two hours into the game. Harry had actually been keeping track of the snitch for most of the game and only lost track of it when Draco came close to rest a hand on his shoulder or talk quietly into his ear while everyone else cheered.
Ron had enjoyed the game most of all, being so close to the field was elating and he was still a bit high off the adrenaline of the game.
"There's no one like Krum. He's like a bird the way he rides the wind. He's more than an athlete, he's an artist." Ron's voice was so airy that it had everyone laughing. The twins were bumping hips screaming at the top of their lungs. "KRUM!" The tent filled with roars of glee. Ginny laughed the loudest, turning to her brother. "Think you're in love Ron?" She joked. The twins caught the comment and howled. Fred and George bypassed the laughter long enough to start singing. "Viktor I love you! Viktor I do!" Harry heard this and laughed joining in as they went about the rest of the song. "When we're apart my heart beats only for youuuu!"
Loud shouts drowned the twins out and Fred whirled around wondering where it came from. "Looks like the Irish have got their pride on." He cheered before his father walked into the tent and scowled at them.
"Stop it! It's not the Irish, we need to get out of here. Now!"
They scrambled to gather their stuff and get out of the tent. Once outside they were met with what could only be called pure chaos. People were running and screaming in fear and they knocked into most of the Weasley family, Harry, and Hermione.
"Everyone get back to the Portkey and stay together." Arthur yelled before turning to the twins. "Fred, George, Ginny is your responsibility."
The two nodded and saluted in sync before they each grabbed onto one of Ginny's arms.
As they rushed to leave Harry was knocked over. Curling into himself so as to not get too stepped on, he closed his eyes and tried to keep breathing. Something hit his head hard and it didn't take long for darkness to cloud his vision.
Before he fell into the shadow's throes, he heard Draco's voice calling out to him. And that was the last thing he remembered.
A/N: Here's a little message to 'Guest' who commented on my last chapter. lol NO! No way in hell would I make Harry fall for Blaise...No the twist is a bit more pleasant than that. :)
There will be a hint in the next chapter about the twist. A really really big hint so look for it! BTW, still looking for a BETA if ANYONE wants to help me. Thank you all for reading and Thank you to the people who reviewed. I'll keep writing :)