Christmas Eve found Harry back at the Burrow, with a surprised Severus in tow, Draco having gone to see one of the friends he still had here. Severus had worked with the family in the order, but it had never been more, but he had come. He knew he was asked because he had been housing Harry, who the couple considered a son, not simply because he was soon to be the dad of their first grandchild. Harry was glad he was coming, and he confided in the man he was sure the couple had known before he told them, but Bill and the twins had sworn no. He trusted Bill, even if he had told the twins, but Molly had never been so calm. Severus thought she had likely been in shock, and likely been up all night knitting after he went home.

Harry was not surprised when he was once again in a chair with his feet propped up, and being fed, but he could not complain. Being nearly seven months along, he didn't mind the pampering at all, he was getting into those lovely end of the pregnancy symptoms.

Molly watched and made sure he finished every last bite but spoke to Severus. "We were a bit surprised Harry was living with you but relieved he has had care."

Severus smiled over towards him. "I admit it was out of obligation to his mum and Remus first. But Draco and I have come to see him as family."

Harry had only heard part, but he remembered when he first went to Cannes, watching Draco and Severus together and longing for it. He had been missing his dad so much, and wanting him there for the baby. He loved the Weasleys, and he knew they would be there for him and the baby but he had wanted more. He knew Severus would be grandpa and Draco Uncle, even if they never used the titles, and both he and his daughter were lucky for it.

Molly turned to Harry when he finished the second serving for him. "I have a bit of a surprise for you."

Harry was a bit confused as he was led to the stairs. "You think I need a nap before dessert?"

Laughing, Arthur reminded him not to give the woman any ideas, and from the look on her, he knew her husband was right. Harry was a bit confused when they got to the floor where Percy and the twin's old rooms were, one of two floors with two bedrooms on it. The door to the twin's old bedroom had a ribbon on it.

Molly explained when they went in. "I know you plan to live in France, but I wanted some place for when you bring our granddaughter for a visit."

Harry looked around the room which was now a nursery. "Molly this is beautiful. You know it will get used."

Just because he lived in France didn't mean he would not come a lot, he would make sure the baby always had the family in her life. The room had been painted pink and recently but from the assortment of clothes and toys, some new, he knew he had been right. He didn't bring up the issue till he was back downstairs and being showered with gifts for the baby, ones for home. He wondered who had the loose lips.

Bill shook his head when Harry asked. "I swear the twins were the only ones that I have ever told."

Arthur sighed. "Ron told us."

Shock ran through Harry, it was definitely not been the answer he had expected, considering Ron had denied the baby was even his. Arthur confided that Ron had come in piss drunk to work one morning, and Arthur who had refused to fire him before, had no choice but do it now. Ron had accused his father of firing him, or threatening to actually, in an attempt to convince Ron to claim the baby. The couple had definitely been shocked.

Harry smiled when Molly was worried how he would react. "I am just surprised you actually waited. I would have thought you'd come to France."

Arthur laughed. "It was hard, but the nursery and knitting is a product of it. We knew you would tell us when ready, you'd never keep her from us."

Hugging the couple he assured them they had been right, never even in his deepest pain, had he intended to keep the baby from them forever. They were her family, and after growing up with none of his own really, he likely knew more then most, how important family was in life. Charlie, Percy and Ginny made a comment it was not fair they hadn't known about the baby when everyone else, including Hermione, had known. It was said in good spirits though, they understood.

Charlie looked at Severus. "I will have to come to France more often. I can't wait to see you trying to deal with dresses."

Hermione who was there laughed. "Oh I don't know, I can picture you in dress up, having a little tea party."

Harry and he knew she was talking about Neville's boggart back in third year, which had been Severus, and had soon been in his Gran's clothes. Severus grumbled under his breath something about detentions, but even he was smiling soon enough. As funny as it sounded sometimes, he could see the man being hands on with the baby, even when eventually Harry and the baby moved out of the cottage. He wasn't so sure about the diaper part though.

Harry was touched by a gift from Fleur, a beautiful baby album with a picture of him with his mum and the marauders on the front. The book was empty except for an ultrasound photo, but Harry knew it would soon be full.

Fleur kissed him on the cheek. "It is an old family tradition. You start a baby's life by honouring the start of yours. There is a family tree in the back as well."

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A few days later he was accompanied by Draco, Bill and Hermione into Hogsmeade, where he was meant to see Neville and Luna. Neville was extremely busy, apprenticing with Pomona as well as actively holding his seat as Lord Longbottom, why he helped Draco claim his estate. Draco had come to thank Neville, not sure why Neville had helped him, considering he always teased the kid, and it was his family who drove his parents mad. He had stood with Neville and the others in battle but most of their world seemed to forget that, one of the reasons he had started over in France.

Neville and Luna who were dating, and planned to marry in the summer when Luna was done school, met them in the Three Broomsticks. The town was like Diagon, not simply rebuilt since the war ended, it had grown as well. There were new places to eat, but they chose their old hang out.

Luna kissed him on the cheek.. "Why are you using a charm, I want to see your beautiful bump. How far along are you?"

Harry didn't even have to ask, she always seemed to know. "I'll be seven months, next week. She is due at the start of March."

He could see Neville was shocked, and he admitted as they sat down, what had happened. Neville had never really liked Ron, he was a prat when ever Harry was not around to keep him in line, and Harry being abandoned by him after being used, was not a shock sadly to them. The couple was happy to hear he was doing so well though, and a bit surprised by the Severus and Draco thing, but wanted to be there for him and Harry was at ease.

Draco spoke to Neville who assured him he never held Draco responsible for his family, and saw him in battle. When he heard what Draco was doing with his former manor, Neville knew he had been even more right to do as he had, and was touched by it.

Luna looked at Harry. "I have noticed you have a red head in toe and it doesn't look like just as your baby's Uncle."

Hermione smiled at his blushing. "We have all been trying to convince these two that they like each other. I am not sure which on is more stubborn then the other."

Though the girls dropped the subject, after a bit more gentle ribbing, Harry had his mind on it. He had liked having Bill around, and he knew Bill was bi, but he believed Bill was there for the baby, and as a member of the family. He was not going to be fooled by anyone else into believing Bill could be interested. It seemed though Bill had his own talking to from Draco, his brothers and Neville even.

Bill ran a hand down Harry's face when they were alone. "They aren't crazy you know. I am attracted to you, interested in you."

Harry was taken by surprise. "I am seven months pregnant with your niece. I will never have a normal life because of the war. Why would you want me?"

Bill knew Harry's self esteem had always been low, because of the way he had grown up, and it had made him an easy target for Ron. The fact that Harry's only experience at love ended up with his best friend betraying him, and denying their baby, would never help either. Bill wanted to prove to Harry though that he had so much to offer someone else, and not simply as a brother or friend. He knew from the way Harry looked at him, or so the others noticed, Harry liked him too.

He reached out and kissed Harry tenderly. "I will take this as slow as you need, but I want to be with you. I want a future with you and your daughter."

Harry almost laughed when she kicked in response, and put Bill's hand to feel."I think you have her vote of approval. If we take it slow, I'd like to try."

Harry was scared, he didn't just have himself to worry about any more, he had a baby as well. He knew Bill was a good guy, and he wanted to be with him, but the betrayal of Ron was still fresh for him, and Ron had been nearly a brother. Harry shook away the thought, Bill was not Ron, and he could trust him.

Bill seemed to know his mind all too well. "I would never hurt you or that little girl for anything. And not simply because I am scared of my brothers."

an: Thanks for all the name suggestions, I have narrowed it down to a few now.