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 47 – Picnics and Fred's Choice

Hermione met Viktor outside the Great Hall, he was holding two picnic baskets and there was a blanket over his arm.

Viktor handed the first basket to Draco, "I zought I'd save you a trip. Fred showed me vhere ze kitchens vere."

Draco chuckled, "We're heading for the island in the Black Lake."

"I chose a tree." Viktor said holding his arm out to Hermione, "I zhought after those exams you might vant a break." Like Fred and George he'd just finished his own Seventh year exams.

Hermione blushed, "Thank you Viktor."

Harry watched them go, "Hermione is really lucky. Viktor's a gentleman."

"That he is." Draco said with a raised eyebrow.

"But I'm luckier, I have you." Harry stood on his tiptoes to kiss his dragon, "Picnic? I've been looking forward to this for weeks…"

XoooooX

Viktor spread out the blanket and set the basket on it before helping his girlfriend down, "I am sorry I've been studying for my exams az well. I decided to sit for zhem anyway. If I deedn't zhen vhy did I return to school besides to meet you Ahren."

Hermione blushed, "I hope I didn't bother you when Draco kidnapped my books and told me to see you."

"Bozher me? Never. It vas the highlite of my days."

Hermione nervously twisted her robes, "I don't know how well I did. I know I missed at least one question on my Ancient Runes exam…"

"Hush. You did fine. Draco's right. You knew it all or you vouldn't have sat for zhem early.

"But."

"Hush." Viktor lifted her chin and kissed her softly.

Hermione blushed and shakily put her arms around his neck. It was hard to worry about her O.W.L. scores when Viktor was so sweet to her. Draco was right she needed to relax…

Viktor broke the kiss and handed her a sandwich, "you must be hungry after zhat."

She blushed more, "Yes." She was famished but didn't want to eat like a starving Fred after Quidditch practice or a pregnant George.

XoooooX

Draco summoned one of the boats, placing their picnic basket and blanket inside before helping Harry into it.

Harry sat across from his boyfriend, giggling to himself.

Draco tapped the side of the boat so it would coast to the place he wanted to picnic. He chuckled, looking at Adder now with that serene look you would never guess he had a care in the world. He didn't look like a Triwizard Champion worried about the Third Task or someone who was worried about his O.W.L.s. you wouldn't guess he'd taken on a Death Eater spy and won.

Harry leaned over to kiss Draco again, "Thank you. I've been looking forward to this so much."

"Anything to see you smile Adder." Draco smirked; when Adder smiled his eyes shimmered like emeralds….

They arrived at the small island; Draco used magic to set up the blanket and hovered the basket onto it.

Harry curled up in Draco's lap, his cheek resting on his boyfriend's chest. He didn't know what his life would have been like if he'd never met Draco that day. He owed him his life…

He slipped his hand into Draco's larger one, their locating rings touching.

Draco kissed the tiny fourth year again, "Merlin you're gorgeous."

Harry blushed clear down to his toes, what did he do to deserve someone like Draco? Someone who would defend him even if he put himself in danger? Draco had faced the Dark Lord for him twice. He was being courted by one of the most eligible heirs in Hogwarts, the Prince of Slytherin…

"What are you thinking about Adder?"

Harry smiled, "You and how lucky I am to have you."

Draco fed his little snake sandwich after sandwich, bits of fruit and sweets. Harry was still physically recovering from the virtual starvation his evil Muggle relatives had subjected his future Bondmate to. Between himself, Hermione, Uncle Severus, Mother and Aunt Annie they were always trying to feed his little snake. He worried that Harry's poor nutrition in his early developing years as well as living beneath a sink and then in a cupboard beneath the stairs probably stunted his growth.

Harry ate until he could eat no more, curling up with his head in Draco's lap he drifted off to sleep.

Draco played with his soft messy hair, he'd hoped for a bit more intimacy then a couple of kisses but Harry was exhausted. It had only been a day or two since Adder's duel, they had the rest of the summer to be intimate. His heart felt as if it were clutched in a ice cold grip, that is if Adder survived the Third Task…

He wouldn't let anything happen to the boy he loved, he'd protect him both because he loved him and because it was his duty to protect the lion…

XoooooX

It was after their final N.E.W.T. exam when Fred led George to their special place, he'd taken Viktor to the kitchen and made sure that he'd gotten two picnic baskets and blankets. He had moved their store of wizard crackers, Skiving Snack boxes and other trick candy as well as their joke products to a safe place. This was where they were most comfortable to be themselves when they shed their magic and their essence together as one. This was where they'd miraculously concieved their babies…

Fred looked into George's eyes as he held his lover's face between his hands and kissed him deeply, "I spent hours searching for something anything to give you something close to Bonding. I found an ancient ceremony called the Blood Sworn Ritual. It is the most potent of blood oaths; only those who have proven themselves loyal to one another over a number of at least three years may use this ritual. Since I've known you better then anyone our entire lives there is no question that I can trust you and this is my way to prove my loyalty to you." He lifted the House of Weasley's ancient blade that he'd borrowed [stolen] from his grandfather. Fred shrunk the ritual blade before he cut his forehead and then his chest over the heart. He handed the blade before George.

George copied Fred's actions with a shaking hand.

Fred wipes the blood from his forehead with his left hand, and presses that hand to the forehead of his lover, "As the sun rises each day, I shall think of you. As the stars shine each night, so shall you be constantly in my thoughts. As night follows day, so closely shall we share our separate thoughts. I shall know you as completely as you shall know me. This I swear to you."

George copied Fred and repeated his words, "As the sun rises each day, I shall think of you. As the stars shine each night, so shall you be constantly in my thoughts. As night follows day, so closely shall we share our separate thoughts. I shall know you as completely as you shall know me. This I swear to you."

Then Fred wipes the blood from his chest with his right hand and presses it gently on the cut over George's heart, reciting the second part of the oath, "As the blood of my heart touches yours, so shall I touch your feelings. As your heart beats against my hand, so shall your feelings touch mine. My loyalty shall be yours. My courage shall be yours. The strength of my heart shall flow through your veins. When there is need, I shall be strong for both of us. This I swear to you and to our child that grows within you. We are blood sworn."

George wet his fingers with his own blood and pressed it to Fred's chest, "As the blood of my heart touches yours, so shall I touch your feelings. As your heart beats against my hand, so shall your feelings touch mine. My loyalty shall be yours. My courage shall be yours. The strength of my heart shall flow through your veins. When there is need, I shall be strong for both of us. This I swear to you and to our child that grows within me. We are blood sworn."

Their magic crackled around them like wild magic but it twisted together and then flowed one to another. They had bonded their magic together in a way that few ever dared. They would always be together no matter the distance, but being Blood sworn would make if difficult to live if one perished. Their magic was one, as was their hearts and their dreams.

Fred kissed his love deeply, "George, my Georgie."

George felt Fred wrap him in those strong arms of his and kissed him back, the slight swell of his belly pressed to his twin's. "Freddie." he was nearly five months now, not much longer and he'd hold Fred's baby in his arms...

Fred held him close, "I'll take care of you both, I promise on my magic."

"I know you will. I trust you." George said softly, holding him close.

QUESTION: Two boys for George or one of each? Highest vote wins!

b/g- 9

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