Title: Truth behind the name and the lies pt.4
Pairings: DracoxHarry, twincest, OliverxPercy, RemusxSeverus, CharliexBlaise,ViktorxHermione, future BillxFleur. Stalker Ginny! SeamusxColin, AdrianxNeville*hides*
Fandom : HP
Notes: An abused boy finds out he's a wizard and a hero; his tormented mind rebels. One person sees through the misconceptions to the real Harry and treats him the way he deserves. How does this change them both and those around them.

Chapter 29B

Arthur knew from Charlie's infrequent letters that he was staying with Blaisé in a couple's apartment near the library. He felt terrible for not coming sooner but there had been a number of raids around the time his son's lover was attacked. He found the portrait that he was sure hid the entrance to their room, "Would Charlie and Blaisé be in?"

The portrait glared at him, "Who would you be? They are busy at the moment."

Arthur attempted a smile, "I'm Charlie's father and I would like to speak with him."

"Not sure now is a good time but I'll ask."

The frame was soon empty and Arthur was staring at an unfamiliar landscape.

XoooooX

"Young Masters?"

Charlie looked up at the portrait' of Professor Viridian's voice, "Yes?"

"Apparently, your father is outside in the corridor wishing to see you. Should I tell him that you are otherwise occupied?" the portrait of the Slytherin former Potion's master sneered.

Blaisé yelped, "It will be some time. They won't really be born until they hatch but if you want him here. I won't complain." if Narcissa wasn't so far along he would want her with him.

Charlie kissed his lover's feathered head, "I'll be back soon. Let me know if you get closer."

Blaisé knew it was supposed to hurt bringing children into the world but he wished it didn't. He loved his mate and wanted these eggs, their first brood so much.

Charlie reluctantly left Blaise, his father had probably come because of Ginny's actions at Breakfast. Why was he here? He opened the portrait, "Come in."

Arthur let out a sigh of relief when Charlie came, "It's good to see you. Where is that adorable mate of yours?"

Charlie heard a whimper and wanted to race to Blaise's side but this was part of who his mate was. He couldn't do much for him but be there for him, "Blaisé is…indisposed." He hadn't really explained the realities of Blaisé being a Veela to his father.

"I see. I hope I am not interrupting anything. I…sort of left your mother and don't have anywhere to stay. I was hoping I could stay at Eagle's Nest. For a brilliant woman, your mother is extremely narrow-minded. I blame Molly's insensitive and homophobic remarks for Ginny's recent actions. I apologize for not taking her to task for her reactions to yours and your brothers' relationships. I honestly thought she would come around. I should have checked on your mate myself, how is he? I heard he was attacked."

Charlie winced, "his attackers have been properly punished and his honor was preserved because Blaisé transformed. His wings protected him from their curses and hexes, Nott threatened to rape him."

"Was Nott imprisoned?" Arthur asked.

"Yes but he is dead."

Arthur blinked, "Dead?" how does a fourteen year old boy die in Azkaban.

"Lucius and I filed for the Rite of Blood Feud against the Nott family. I don't expect understanding or forgiveness for my actions. I did it to make my mate safe. He was attacked and threatened with rape because he was a Veela. That bastard Dumbledore did that, he instigated it. Then someone cast the Nightmare curse on Blaisé." Charlie was shaking with rage and sorrow, "I was angry. I don't think I could do that again but it was worth it knowing that Blaisé has nothing to fear; that Nott couldn't escape and attack him again."

"I guess I can see why you would be angry enough to do that." Arthur said quietly, a teenage boy who was almost raped was cursed with the Nightmare Curse? Who would do that? Surely, after the whole issue with Harry Dumbledore would have wanted to disappear? "Is Blaisé doing better emotionally?"

Charlie smiled, "He is still very emotionally attached to me but he is attending potions class. I have been staying with him to make sure he isn't targeted in Hogwarts again." he glanced towards the bedroom, "With Blaisé in breeding season, leaving him right now would hard."

Arthur was immediately concerned, "He's Ron's age. Are you sure children would be responsible?"

"He was going to lay eggs anyway. He is the only surviving child of his parents, he would be drawn to care for the eggs and it was our worry that if they didn't hatch because they were unfertilized that he would believe that he hadn't cared for them properly. I love him father, he is special. He needs me, in fact I should be with him."

"You seem worried, what is wrong with Blaise?"

Charlie smiled, "He's in our bed trying to lay his first clutch

"Charlie!"

Charlie leapt to his feet and ran into their room.

Blaisé felt the egg pass, groaning, "If only there was just one…" that was most unlikely, he would probably have two, that meant one more.

Charlie knelt beside Blaisé, kissing the feathered head, "I'm here." he reached beneath his mate, pulling out the egg. He felt an attachment to the child that would grow inside it.

Blaisé was eager to see it, it was pale green which meant it was healthy. He had been worried.

"It's huge."

Charlie glanced at his father, "I've seen bigger; it's only about eight pounds or half a stone. Looks like it's 30 cm by about 18 cm." he was in awe that Blaisé could push something this big from his body. "Are you okay love?"

Blaisé glanced up at him, "I think I have one more…I was hoping for just one since it's my first breeding season. Doesn't feel like I'm that lucky."

"I wasn't aware mixed Veelas laid eggs. How long until they hatch?"

Blaisé chirped, "Not sure. Grandmother said mother's should have been four months. We haven't had a Veela mate a wizard in her flock until my mother. I was placed in stasis and hatched out of season. Apparently, my father died right after I was hatched. As long as we care for it properly it should hatch when it's ready. Probably in spring, around March I expect. Might be longer though since I'm half human."

"Aren't you a little young?" Arthur asked worried.

Blaisé pouted, "I'm of age for Veela. Mother mated late, she was nearly twenty. Grandmother worried she didn't have a mate, which is ridiculous. All Veelas have mates, one our souls recognize the moment we meet them. I knew Charlie was mine…" He groaned at another painful contraction.

Arthur asked softly, "Can I hold it?" it was after all his first grandchild, "Do you know what it would be?"

Blaisé raised his wings in a shrug, "I don't know. Veelas normally only have females but Charlie said that males are very common in your family."

"Ginevra was the first girl in at least seven generations. I've about disowned her for some of the terrible things she said. She blames Draco for you thinking you were bent." Arthur said gruffly.

Charlie scoffed reluctantly handling his first child to his father, "Really? I've know I was bent since I was,"

"You were beating off to your Chudley Cannons posters at thirteen." his father interrupted.

Blaisé chuckled, "What is it with your Weasleys and the Cannons? They aren't even remotely good."

Charlie blushed, "Family team. Weasleys have always supported the Cannons." he hadn't realized his father knew he had been beating off to the Cannon Chasers.

"Your grandfather Septimus has season tickets. He was most distraught when you turned down a place as their Seeker."

"Did I tell you? They are reconsidering me. They want Fred and George to fly for them. They saw the twins in Draco's Exhibition Game and were quite distraught when Fred told them they wanted to open up a joke shop. They have to be the most visionary Weasleys, Zonko's meets Honeydukes? I've never heard of anything like it. It would be nice to fly with them for a while even if it was just a year." Charlie had missed flying with his brothers, he had known they were amazing and had just said they were on the team. It had made some disgruntled until they faced Slytherin and the twins sent the Snakes crawling back to the dungeon to lick their wounds.

Blaisé smirked, "With Adrian as Captain maybe I should try out next year. They'll need a two new chasers when Adrian and graduate. I'm more of a Chaser," he blushed adding. "on the pitch." he was the Keeper in their relationship and he was fine with that.

"Couldn't talk you into flying for the Cannons?" Charlie teased.

Blaisé snorted, "If the three Weasley brothers can save them from their twenty plus year losing streak, I might consider it if they offer me a place. Adrian will probably fly for the Appleby Arrows which isn't a bad team. Between Viktor and Oliver's endorsement as well as the amazing show Harry gave the crowd that day he might end up flying for Puddlemere if not England."

"Well it is nice to know that my sons are so good at Quidditch, Charlie was an excellent Seeker, the twins are brilliant Beaters and Bill was a decent Chaser wasn't he?" Arthur asked/

"He did fly for Gryffindor until his Seventh Year, he stopped Flying because he was Head Boy." Charlie nodded.

"I was Chaser one year, I tried to impress your mother. But Lucius Malfoy and Nathaniel Pucey were far better." Arthur said, glancing down at the egg in his arms. It was strange to realize that out of it would hatch his first grandchild.

Blaisé nodded, "I think he is second generation Quidditch Captain."

"I remember Nathanial Pucey, decent captain. Frank Longbottom was an excellent captain himself."

Blaisé chuckled, "Interesting that you mention them both in the same breath, because their sons are courting."

Arthur chuckled, "Really? I think Nathanial was a perfect. He was a year behind Lucius I think. Strange that Nathanial's son is older especially considering that Lucius and Narcissa spent their last few years as married students."

"I hope Neville is happy. He lost his parents young and I'm sure they would be pleased. I remember Nathanial as an honorable person I wish he hadn't been neutral but as a Slytherin I suppose it was his smartest choice. Until I met Lucius and found out he was looking after Percy and was giving him encouragement I might not have believed he was under the Imperious curse." Arthur just held the egg, he'd never really talked like this with Charlie and he wondered why.

Blaise knew that that was Lucius' excuse but wouldn't say anything. He groaned again pushing, and a second egg slowly slipped from his body to the bed.

Charlie reached beneath Blaisé to retrieve the egg, running a hand over Blaisé's back, trying to soothe him, "Think that's the last one?" it was about the same weight and size as the first egg, the colouring was the same too.

Blaise nodded, shifting back to his human form and curled up, "Thank Merlin I only have to do that once a year."

Charlie kissed him lightly, "I'm sorry that it hurt."

"I knew it would. I just didn't realize how much. I really wanted them." Blaise said quietly.

Lying there his son's mate looked so young, too young to have technically given birth. Arthur glanced at his son, "You are planning on getting Bonded aren't you?"

Charlie said with quiet fervor, "Yes. Lucius already agreed to let me court him, we've only been courting since September. I was thinking about asking him around Christmas. It would be a short engagement since I'd want to be Bonded before they hatch. The latest we could Bond would be February."

Blaise blushed, "I'm worried that your mother won't come. It wouldn't be right to Bond without your family."

"Your mother probably won't come either, it's fine."

"That's different. Your mother remembers who you are." Blaise said pulling the second egg to his chest to warm it.

Arthur blinked at the information, but ignored it, "Don't worry about Molly. If she comes to her senses then it will take a while. I don't really care, I don't see how she could not realize that she really does have four bent sons."

Charlie looked at Blaise, now would not be the time to mention to their father about Fred and George if ever. "Yes, I knew it. Well, I was suspicious about Percy and George. Fred I recently realized is."

"Do you know who the twins are seeing?"

Charlie bit his lip, "That's not my place to tell."

Arthur nodded, "I was suspicious. I should probably let Blaise rest he looks exhausted. I remember when Molly had you that she just wanted to sleep.'

"About you needing a place to stay, you are welcome at Eagle's Nest unless Blaise objects. I gave him the place as a Courting gift."

"Don't mind." Blaise said drowsily.

"Alright then, let me summon Jocy." Charlie smiled.

Arthur nodded.

It didn't take long for the senior house elf to appear, "Yes master?"

"My father will be staying at Eagle's Nest until further notice. You are to make sure he has everything he needs. Tell Winky to pack him lunches, it will do her good to have someone to look after."

"Winky?" Arthur asked surprised.

Charlie nodded, "She was freed by Crouch, she ended up at Malfoy Manor. I guess she was a friend of their elf Dobby and Narcissa sent her along to me. There are three house elves at Eagle's Nest, Jocy, Winky and Audy. Serving you should be no trouble at all.'

"Jocy happy to serve Lord Prewett. Jocy will have Audy prepare a room and then return to Apparate you there."

"No need for an escort, I remember how to get there. We had Friday dinners there with Fabian and Gideon. I'm not keeping the title of Lord Prewett, I'll be passing it on eventually. Probably sooner since you are settling down, I was giving it to the first one of you to settle down. I expected Bill but I think Father is giving him the Weasley title. It doesn't have to go to a son, he always did like Bill the best out of the grandkids until you almost played for the Cannons." Arthur protested, it was only his because Fabian and Gideon died, leaving it to Molly who didn't want it.

"Blaise will be receiving his own title soon so it would be interesting being both a Lord and a Consort like Draco and Harry will be to each other. I was going to take Blaisé's name but if I'm inheriting the Prewett title I might become a Prewett-Zabini." Charlie smirked.

"I'll go. I should pack some things from the Burrow." actually he wanted to clean out his shed before Molly did and retrieve his care

"Don't bother, you can send Jocy and Audy after them. He'll know what is yours." Charlie was eager to help his father, he was surprised that his father would stand up to his mother and leave her because she was refusing to accept her sons' relationships.

"I suppose. Molly doesn't like house elves." he was too angry with her to really care. "I should go," handing the egg he had forgotten he was holding to his son. "It was an honor to be here Blaise. I approve, I think you'll make a fine consort for my son and don't let anyone tell you any different." he left.

Blaise smiled, "He's nice. I'm glad he likes me." he yawned falling asleep.

Charlie chuckled, "Always liked dad." he slipped the second egg beneath Blaise's arm and spooned his mate.

XoooooX

Adrian had the afternoon off from Prefect duties and was helping Neville with his charms, the boy was convinced he was hopeless.

"I know you're trying Adrian but I'm little better then a Squib." Neville moaned after his epic fail at a Summoning charm.

"If you were a squib why are you tutoring Hufflepuffs in Herbology? Squibs fail at every branch of magic. Your parents were too skilled to have a squib and the Longbottoms have never married close cousins which encourages both Squibs and madness. Let me see your wand."

Neville handed him it, "Why?"

"I wonder if it's not you, it's the wand. Wands can be like horses, you have to break them in. If they don't accept you, they won't work for you. What is it?"

"Black Willow with Phoenix Feather." Neville said quietly.

"Tempermental mix. I wouldn't recommend it not for a young wizard. Try mine. Cherry and Dragon Heartstring."

Neville mumbled the charm, "Acio."

Adrian shook his head, "You have to say it clearly." he pointed the black willow wand at the charms text, "Ah-see-oh Neville's Charms text." slowing down the pronounciation so Neville could hear the difference, the wand twitched as if trying to fight him but Adrian didn't change his detirmination. The book slowly hovered into his hand. "You try it now."

"Ah-see-oh Charms text." Neville said slowly,

The book twitched in Adrian's hand and then zipped into Neville's chest.

Adrian smiled, "it seems you don't lack magical ability, you lack a useful wand. You don't have the confidence to bend it to your will just yet. It tried to resist me and I'm older."

Neville glanced from Adrian's cherry wand to his father's black willow, "You mean it? That my terrible spell work is because of my wand?"

Adrian nodded, "I'm sure of it. I bet Ollivander would never reccommend a wand like this to you. I have permission to take you away from the castle on weekends, you don't have any homework and practicing spell work with this wand is useless. We can go to Diagon Alley right now, consider it a courting gift."

Neville was awed, "You aren't just wanting to tutor me, you want to buy me a wand? One that works for me?"

Adrian smiled, "With your O.W.L.s coming up you can't rely on that wand, you would get terrible marks and it wouldn't be your fault." he used a switching spell to switch Neville's books for his coat and his coat for his quill and parchment. Holding out the coat, "We can get a butterbeer at the Leaky Cauldron and maybe pick up some potions ingredients. I'm a sixth year and I have access to the student potions lab, we can work on your brewing. Brewing doesn't require a wand usually but it does require focus and finesse."

"Professor Snape is scary." Neville said quietly as he put on his coat.

"He can be but he's only that way with potions. if we work on your brewing skills then you'll be more confident. Besides, he may have a bad way of showing it but what he yells at you tells you when you went wrong. If you listen to his words and not his tone you'll be better at brewing. When it comes to brewing, he is the best." Adrian replied gently holding out his hand, "I have permission to use Professor Snape's floo. Come on."

Neville blushed letting Adrian take his hand and lead him.

They made their way to Professor Snape's family quarters in the dungeons.

Adrian addressed the portrait, "Is Professor Snape in?"

"Yes."

"Can you ask him if we can speak with him?"

"I'll see."

Adrian waited anxiously.

The portrait's occupant returned and swung open, "He'll see you."

Adrian led the shuddering Neville inside, he grinned at their Heads of House; Professor Snape was relaxed and leaning into Professor Lupin's side on the settee.

Severus wasn't all that surprised to see Adrian, "What do you need?" he was surprised that his House's Quidditch Captain and most respected prefect would set his sights on such a dunderhead.

"You offered us your floo and I wanted to take you up on it. Neville and I are in need of visiting Ollivander's. His grandmother sent him to Hogwarts with a black willow and phoenix feather wand. I'm sure she forgot what it was, it needs a firm hand and Neville doesn't have the confidence for it. Only a wizard of perhaps your caliber could handle such a wand." Adrian knew that the compliment would put Professor Snape in a good mood.

Severus blinked, "Black willow and a Phoenix? I always considered Frank Longbottom to be a decent wizard but I never expected that was what his wand was. I'm surprised you were able to face a boggart with it."

Neville shifted nervously, "I actually managed a summoning Charm with Adrian's wand on my second try."

"I think his problem is mostly his wand but secondarily it's confidence. I'm going to see about helping him with his brewing. You can be rather imposing Professor." Adrian teased.

Severus huffed, "If he concentrated, it's not like I assign potions he needs a wand for."

"Being a failure at potions doesn't make you a failure at other subjects. I can't brew very well without a highly talented partner, so I never attempted my N.E.W.T. in Potions. Severus can brew decently enough for three people and amazingly for one. You aren't that bad at defense, you obviously study and a decent wand would be more helpful as we move more into defensive and offensive magic."

Adrian grinned, "So can we use the floo? I figured we'd make a date of it since I don't have a prefect duties and there's no practice."

"Sure but be back before nine. You both have to be in your respective Common Rooms by then." Severus smirked.

"Behave yourselves. Look after Neville, he was still getting lost when I started teaching.' Remus gently teased.

Adrian tugged Neville's hand lightly, "Thank you." grabbing a handful of floo powder, he pulled Neville into the floo, "Diagon Alley."

"Have fun." was the last thing they heard before they heard.

They exited the floo nearly Flourish and Blots.

Adrian led the way to Ollivander's remembering vaguely when his proud parents purchased his wand.

They were greeted by the the tiny strange old man.

"Young Mr. Pucey, I remember you. Cherry and Dragonheart? I remember every wand I sell. Did I tell you that?" Ollivander said rubbing his hands together.

"Yes, you did tell me you remember every wand you sold. Perhaps, you remember a black willow and Phoenix feather one?" Adrian asked, the man still gave him the willies.

"A black willow and Phoenix feather? That would have been Francis Longbottom. A little springy but needs a firm hand. Decent for Transfiguration in the right hands. Why do you ask?"

Adrian placed an arm around his boyfriend's shoulder, "You see, Neville here was sent to Hogwarts with it and it's been giving him trouble. He didn't have quite so much trouble with mine. I thought I would buy him a wand that suited him better for Christmas."

"I never thought a Pucey would buy a Longbottom a wand but no matter. I would have thought Lady Longbottom would have sent you with your mother's, a fifteen inch White Ash with a Unicorn hair core."

"My mother's wand was destroyed during her last duel." Neville said quietly.

"I see. I didn't realize, your grandmother wouldn't part with her wand I imagine. Chestnut and unicorn hair, twenty inches I believe. Great for Transfiguration but not so much for Charms." Olivander said as he went digging through various boxes.

Neville was handed about twenty before one shot off red and gold sparks.

"Interesting. Very interesting."

Adrian raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

"While not sharing the same core, both your wand Mr. Pucey and young Mr. Longbottom's came from the same tree. Not quite brothers but definately closely related." Ollivander put the other wandboxes back.

"We'll take a wandcase, a care kit and a wand holster." Adrian said reaching into his robes for his pouch of money.

"All together it will be nine galleons, five sickles and four knuts." Ollivander grinned.

That grin was creepy, it wasn't often that wandmakers made sales outside summer. Adrian paid the requested sum.

Neville was overwhelmed, his wand and Adrian's were related? They came from the same tree? Wait, a wandcase, a care kit and a holster? He didn't need so much...

Adrian held out the holster, "Here, you can wear it properly." the others he slipped into a pocket in his robes for Neville to take later. He smiled at the young lion, "So what who would like to do next? Eat? Or pick up Potion supplies? or something else?"

"I...sort of ruined my last cauldron. I didn't tell Gran yet." Neville said quietly.

"Then we can't practice your brewing without a cauldron." Adrian chuckled.

"You can't buy me a cauldron! You just bought me a wand." Neville protested.

"Hush. I'm courting you, I'm allowed to buy what I want as gifts. You're a student, you don't seem the type to want expensive gifts. So I'm buying you what you need; a decent wand, a new cauldron and common potion ingredients. I will buy you other things but for now this a decent start." Adrian insisted.

"Oh." Neville sighed.

"So we get a cauldron first and then potions ingredients. What would you like for dinner?" Adrian persisted.

"I don't know. Whatever they have at the Leaky Cauldron? You promised me a Butterbeer." Neville said smiling, he was a little cold.

Adrian grinned, "I suppose the Leaky Cauldron works."

They visited Potage's Cauldron shop and purchased a new pewter cauldron for Neville. Then they were off to Slug and Jigger's Apothecary where Adrian selected a variaty of potions ingredients that he needed to help Neville work on his brewing.

Neville started to shiver.

Adrian had their packages in the cauldron which was shrunk to be a quarter of it's size while he held it in his left and and pulled Neville close with his right. "Let's get you to the Leaky Cauldron to eat and get warm."

Neville had to admit he liked the attention.

They reached the Leaky Cauldron and found an empty table.

Adrian set the cauldron against the wall, "Do you know what you're hungry for?"

Neville said quietly, "Fish and chips? Always wanted to try it but Gran never let me."

"Fish and Chips it is. Let me go order." Adrian made his way to the bar, "Two Butterbeers. A shepherd's pie and fish and chips."

Tom, the barman nodded. "Sure thing." he scribbled down the order and then turned to get two butterbeers handing them to Adrian. "I'll pass your order off to the cook. Shouldn't be too long."

Adrian took the butterbeers and headed back to Neville setting them down. "Drink up. If you want anything else just tell me."

Neville sipped his butterbeer, "This is fine."

it didn't take long for Tom to deliver their food.

Neville stared at his fish and chips, "That looks so good."

"Eat up Nev." Neville was adorable, Adrian thought as he started to eat his pie.

Neville started to eat, it was really good. He still could hardly believe that someone like Adrian would be interested in him much less realize that he wasn't really little better then a squib, he just had problems with his wand. He hadn't even considered that that what his problem was, he just assumed his marks were bad because he was almost a squib.

After two Butterbeers and dinner, Adrian grinned, "Would you like to have dessert?"

Neville's eyes lit up at the prospect of dessert. "Dessert?"

"They have Bread Pudding, Brownie with Ice Cream and Stickey Toffee Pudding I think." Adrian enjoyed that Neville was so easy to get to smile.

"Stickey Toffee Pudding? It's too cold for ice cream." Neville said with a shiver.

"Two Stickey Toffee Puddings then." Adrian went to get more butterbeer and order their dessert.

Neville took out his new wand and admired it, Adrian must really like him to spend this much time and money on him.

"Knut for your thoughts?"

Neville blushed, "Just thinking about...how much easier classes will be with this."

"I doubt that's exactly what you were thinking but I'll accept it." Adrian laughed, handing Neville a warm butterbeer.

They ate their Puddings silently after they arrived, Adrian checked his time piece, "It's after eight, we should head back to school."

Neville's face crumpled with dismay, it was already time to got back to the castle? He was really enjoying Adrian's company, maybe being courted by such a smart and talented Slytherin.

Adrian tipped Tom and got permission to use his floo, they returned to their Heads of House's suite. He called out, "We're back thanks." they left with thier packages, Adrian escourted Neville back to the Seventh Floor, "We'll practice using your new wand tomorrow. If we'd had more time we would have visited Madam Malkin's or Twilfitt and Tatting's to see about a second set of dress robes for us. Perhaps, we'll go tomorrow." He said leaning down to kiss the teen's cheek, handing him the wand care items. "I'll keep the potions things. Good night Neville."

Neville stared after him a while, his fingers brushing where Adrian kissed him. The Slytherin who was courting him was really nice, not terrible at all like some people like Ron maintained. He could really like him...

He fell asleep later his new cherry and unicorn hair wand in it's case beneath his pillow and under his hand.

XoooooX

Harry nudged Draco, "You think we should check on Blaise?"

Draco smiled, "I guess, he disappeared so fast after that red-head twit said those nasty things. We should see if George is okay too. Fred's tough but thier terrible sister needs a paddling. I hope she gets one."

"How can Charlie, Percy, Fred and George be such wonderful people while Ron and Ginny are such meanspirited bullies?" Harry asked softly.

"I don't know. Probably the same reason Mother and Aunt Annie are nice people but my Bellatrix and your godfather Sirius aren't." Draco said helping Harry to his feet after putting down his N.E.W.T. Potions study guide. "We'll go see how my brother is. I wonder if they left because he needed to lay his eggs. I could be almost an uncle."

They made their way to Blaise and Charlie's fifth floor apartments.

Fred and George had beat them there first.

Harry left Draco's side to hug George, "Don't listen to Ginny. We love you and we think you're just fine the way you are."

George smiled ruffling his hair, "You're a good friend Harry."

"Yeah. A definate keeper." Fred teased.

Charlie opened the portrait, "Shush. Blaise is resting. I'll have to wake him up to eat." he ran his hand through his hair, "I really hated seeing him in so much pain but Dad was really good."

"Wait! Dad was here?" Fred blurted out interupting him.

"Keep it down!" Charlie hissed, "Yes, he's staying at Eagle's Nest. He left Mum and good for him."

George whispered, "left Mum?"

"Yeah. He came here to ask me if he could stay at our place and Blaise said it was fine. Dad was here when Blaise laid his first eggs. He even held one, Dad said I should hurry up and Bond with Blaise. He wants to come to our Bonding, Blaise isn't sure how long it will take for the eggs to hatch so we'll have to bond aroung February." Charlie said quickly gesturing for them to take seats while he sat on the hearth.

Draco asked excited, "How many?"

Charlie grinned, "Just two. I wonder what they'll be. Veelas normally have girls but Weasleys have boys."

Harry smiled, "Between you and Blaise, they'll be really good looking."

George nodded, "Yeah. They'll be brilliant flyers too."

"How big are they? The eggs I mean." Fred asked.

"About 30 cm by 18 cm and weight about half a stone, 8 pounds. They're a pale green colour."

Draco nodded, "That's the colour they are supposed to be. Mother will be pleased, she's looking forward to grandchildren. My neices or nephews will be about the same age as my sister. I think it's funny."

Charlie smiled, "I wanted to be a father. I just never really expected to find someone like Blaise. I really love him."

Fred smirked, "I know you do."

"Charlie?" came a sleepy voice from the bedroom.

Charlie left them, returning ten minutes later with a yawning Blaise and two pale green eggs.

George smiled, "I can't wait to see what your kids look like. Being an uncle like Draco said will be fun."

Fred noticed the small amount of pain and sadness in George's voice, he'd had to reassure him later.

Harry grinned, "Congratulations. You must be really happy."

Blaise smiled, "I am. I have my mate, this our first brood and we have you, our friends and family."

"You got that right. I like the sound of Uncle Fred." Fred grinned.

Charlie transfigured a coat into a basket and put a blanket in it, "If we put the eggs in here we can take them with us to dinner."

Blaise smiled, tucking the eggs in and casting a warming charm on the blanket. "You're brilliant.

Exceeds Expectations? Outstanding? Troll? What do you think?