Harry was so into his art Remus looked into it. He found out the instructor only offered the free session once a week but he taught an afternoon class most days. It was just after lunch so it was mainly a few adults as most kids were in school. Remus explained to the man his son was home schooled and free in the afternoons. The man remembered Harry and commented the boy had talent. He didn't recommend the class for all as it cost money but he thought Harry would fit in. Remus assured the man the fees weren't an issue but worried about Harry starting late. The man explained the class ran all year and he actually had another new student.
Harry was surprised when Remus told him about the class. He thought it was a way to avoid the other man. But he was also excited about it. He could still work with the twins all the time and he found himself really excited. It was honestly the first time since quidditch. Remus and the twins were so happy to see it come out.
Harry settled happily into the first class when he noticed the other man "I am starting to think you are following me."
The man smiled "It is a small town and it isn't too hard to run into one another. I liked the class the other day so much. I am Tom by the way."
Harry tried not to react to the name. He introduced himself using his new name. "Jack."
He turned himself to his work. Jack was a nickname for John for Remus' dad and a variation on James. Remus was now known as John Roman and along with Jack he also had the twins Flynn and Grant. Oddly Fred was Grant and George was Flynn. Draco was called Remus' nephew but through his late mother. He and Severus were Nobles as a play off Severus' mum's family. Draco was David and Severus was Steven. None of them were really used to their new names.
He reminded himself Voldemort was killed. His body was seen and the wand worked. Harry also knew how much Voldemort hated his muggle name. Tom was a common name especially back home. And the man hadn't even once given any reason to think him a wizard or a threat.
Tom handed him a brush he was reaching for and their hands brushed "You have artist's hands. They are soft as silk."
Harry blushed as the man's fingers lingered on his skin "I need that hand back or I won't be much of one."
The hand reached up and brushed Harry's lips for a moment "I am sure we could find a good use for those too."
Harry turned back to his art as quick as possible. He could remember how both Tom and Lucius used to tell him he had such a warm mouth. He hid a shudder as one of the bad memories came back. But as always a good one replaced it soon enough Voldemort kissed him every morning and gave him his wand for studies. He had always told Harry he could see waking up to his lips for many years.
Harry was uncomfortable but he loved the class. He resolved he would not allow Tom to get to him at all. He wanted to continue and not be scared off. He thought twice about telling his dad. He knew Remus would remind him Voldemort was gone and it would just make the man worry about him.
Tom walked out with him "I don't suppose you would join me for some ice cream. I am sure we could both use a scoop."
Harry was happy he had an excuse "I'm sorry but my dad is picking me up."
Sure enough Remus came soon after. Remus hadn't seen Harry talk to him but he had seen Tom. He wondered if the man was in the class. He didn't want to worry his son though and with the art class Harry was actually moving on. He found Severus when they got back to the house and told him. Neither was surprised as the man wasn't one to give up on anything. It still worried them how he found them. If they didn't find out no matter where they could move he would come.
Severus had finally had enough "I am going to confront the man. I swear to do all I can to get him away from your son for good."
Hermione it seemed realized she didn't need her husband any more. She was sick of being spied on by his men. She was pregnant and a paternity test confirmed it was his. She would have to deal with the baby later but now for him. He was traitor scum and she doubted he would be missed. She tried to have him arrested at first. Unfortunately all the proof she had was on former crimes. He could not go to prison for them as he was pardoned.
She had to be careful when killing him. It either had to look like an accident or pin it on someone else. She was shocked when Bill suggested who to pin it on. The moron was Bill's brother after all. But Ron had been selling lies about her and Harry to the tabloids. And he publically made clear his hate for Lucius.
Bill came into the office on official business but pushed her flat on the desk. He fondled a breast as he spoke "You may be a widow very soon."
Hermione moaned as his hands went up under her skirt "I always looked good in black."
Hermione was horni when pregnant and Bill was happy to accommodate. As he fucked Hermione on Lucius' home desk he reminded himself this would all be theirs soon. He was a bit sorry about setting his brother up. Ron wouldn't go to prison. He would be arrested but there wouldn't be enough evidence for conviction. He was sure a job and some money would quiet any complaint if Ron found out.
After two rounds Bill cleaned them up "We wouldn't want to be found like this when they come to tell you the tragic news."
Hermione smirked as she saw to her hair "I will be expected to mourn the old bastard for a year. But by then I will be rid of the spawn too."
She would have no one to contest as Draco was gone and not coming back. And if he thought to come back with Lucius dead then Lucius would have his wish. The Malfoy family would soon be a thing of the past. She was happy she took drama as a kid and could play the role well.
Hermione was happy when the wards alerted her she had visitors "Now to put on my innocent face. I must looked stunned when told my husband is dead."
