Title: Truth behind the name and the lies pt.5
Pairing: DracoxHarry, OliverxPercy, twincest?
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 5- An Overly Public Bonding and Dumbledore strikes again
August 7, 1995
Tonks kept threatening to elope…
Marrying a member of the Weird Sisters was difficult enough when you were an Auror but being the daughter of Madam Black-Tonks was worse.
Apparently, Aunt Annie forgot that Nymphadora wasn't the Black Heiress…
It was finally the day of Tonks' Bonding…
Hermione was attending with Viktor, Harry was going with Draco, Adrian was invited with Neville, and Charlie attended with Blaise and Oliver with Percy.
The other members of the Weird Sisters attended the ceremony after all the 'groom' was Donaghan Tremlett, their bassist…
Myron Wagtail was Donnie's witness while Herman Wintringham- Tonks called him Wingman for some reason, stood up for her. She had been their first fan many years ago and was still among their biggest fans.
Fred was a huge Weird Sisters fan was excited to attend one of the biggest Bonding in recent years…
George liked the band because Fred did, besides, the Weird Sisters were cooler then Celestina Warbeck.
After the ceremony there were presents for the couple and with Harry's permission the happy couple was given a nice house to live in that would comfortably fit the young couple and the entirety of the band as well as any family that might want to visit.
Aunt Annie also procured at least four house elves for them since Tonks was a disaster at Household magic.
Tonks and Donnie disappeared to Fiji for their Honeymoon, which was a gift from Miss Cissy for putting up with Aunt Annie's over enthusiasm.
The Daily Prophet reporter- who was unfortunately Rita Skeeter who couldn't refuse the story of the year was disappointed when Tonks who changed her name from Nymphadora Elizabeth Tonks to Dora Elizabeth Tremlett and her husband disappeared between gifts and the cake cutting.
Hermione blushed when Viktor whispered, "Soon that will be us."
Harry yawned, snuggling into Draco's side…
XoooooX
Eight days later….
Percy was sitting in the conservatory he used as a breakfast room, reading mail and sipping coffee while Sean was rocking in his cradle that Janie had given him. It had once held Oliver…
The plain parchment envelope that bore the name Percy Weasley-Wood, consort to be gave him a feeling of dread…
Percy opened it but not before checking it for common trap spells and potions. He found it was clean but that did not ease his mind.
'Dear Percy,
I hope you are enjoying bonded life. Is your adorable little boy sleeping through the night yet? I suppose not. I'm surprised that you haven't left the little one to your mother to raise. With your ministry career and your husband's Quidditch career you'll have little time for a baby. I thought you would like to thank the person responsible for your little boy. You're lucky I didn't get a chance to slip you another potion. I suppose you know I was posing as Ludo Bagman. It was fun, I orchestrated the attack on the Veela, cast the nightmare and I gave you the potion that caused your pregnancy.
My plan was to wait until you became attached to it, then give you an abortion potion to give you the sad honor of losing your child. Some many terrible things can still happen to your little one. I do hope you'll be careful who you anger in the future.
Sincerely,
A.B.W.D.'
Percy felt pain; a huge amount of pressure on his chest and his breaths became slow and pained. He fell into a deep unconsciousness, letter clutched in his hand.
Topsy, a Wood house elf sensed something was wrong with her new master and Apparated to his side to find him unconscious. She summoned two of her companions sending one after Master Oliver and the other after Lord Prince, Master Percy's healer.
Sean started screaming…
"Poor little master. Topsy take good care of you. Don't worry. Your papa be just fine. Topsy make sure." The little elf cooed as she rocked the cradle.
XoooooX
Severus was decorating the nursery in Wisteria Meadows; it was the room nearest his and Remus'. He'd already created a door from their room to the nursery…
Narcissa had helped him choose the perfect baby furniture; they had hired Dean Thomas, the boy who painted that picture of flowers for Draco to give to Harry.
He had such a dismal childhood that he wanted so much better for his children, he would never raise his hand against his child now matter what. He'd never done such a thing to his snakes; he'd thought the two youngest Weasleys needed stronger discipline that they were horribly spoiled.
He heard the arguing voices of his house elf Dobby and an unfamiliar female elf.
"Master Severus gave instructions he was not to be disturbed."
"Dobby, Treca don't care. Topsy told Treca get Lord Prince. Master Percy fainted."
Severus strode to the nursery door and opened it, "You two are quite loud for creatures who pride themselves on serving their masters quietly."
"Lord Prince, please come. Treca must bring you back to Ivy Hall."
Severus nodded, summoning a summer cloak, he still had moments he felt cold keenly even in summer. Healing his bones didn't really change that much…
XoooooX
Oliver was attending an optional practice with Puddlemere to see if he could truly handle being away from Sean and Percy. He missed them both dreadfully but he didn't want to appear to be an irresponsible father and not hold onto a job or just rely on his vaults. He wanted Sean to grow up to be proud of them both…
He nearly tumbled off his broom when a house elf Apparated onto it, his heart twisting in panic. "What's wrong with Sean?"
The elf shook his head, "Little master just fine. Drett sent because master Percy is,"
The little elf didn't have a chance to finish before Oliver Apparated broom and all to the edge of their home.
XoooooX
Severus couldn't Apparate because of his pregnancy so he flooed to Percy and Oliver's but not before instructing Dobby to inform Remus of his whereabouts and then to let Lucius know. Lucius had taken an interesting in young Percy…
He stepped through the floo and would have called for a house elf to direct him to where Percy was but the cries of little Sean were clue enough. It sounded like the baby was worried about his papa. He made his way with a little limping due to the bite from 'Fluffy' that never healed properly despite dittany and Draco who had some knowledge of healing.
Percy had collapsed as if he had fallen from his chair, a piece of parchment clutched in his hand.
The elf was checking on him nervously as she tried to comfort little master by rocking the crib, she looked up at his footsteps, "Lord Prince. Master won't wake."
Severus knelt painfully, casting spells to ascertain the cause of Percy's collapse. He was shocked to realize the parchment was laced with Draught of Living Death; he pulled protective gloves from his robes before removing the letter. He sneered at the signature and the mocking tone, how awful to find out that this terrible man was responsible for your pregnancy and had planned on making you lose it.
Oliver ran into the Conservatory, having abandoned his Firebolt at the edge of the wards with a house elf. "Percy!"
Severus ignored him and summoned Dobby.
"Yes Master Severus?" Dobby asked.
"Go into my lab at the school. I want you to bring me the Wiggenweld Potion."
"Wiggenweld Potion? But that's for,"
"The Draught of Living Death, I know. Listen to me Oliver, calm down. We have time to speak but if you are in hysterics you will help neither your bondmate or your son who know doubt is trying to reach his papa with his shrill screams." Severus chided.
Oliver drank the calming draught Professor Snape-Prince shoved into his hand, before scooping Sean up and trying to comfort him.
"Now sit." Severus summoned a chair beside Percy and painfully limped to his feet.
Oliver sat reluctantly.
"It seems the former headmaster is still up to nothing good. He sent Percy a threatening note, claiming responsibility for the potion that got him pregnant with your son."
Oliver held Sean close, he owed the life of his son to that man? He felt ill just think about it…
"Be glad Percy spent little time involved with Triwizard Tournament after his pregnancy was discovered. Dumbledore planned to slip him an abortion potion that would have terminated the pregnancy as soon as he was attached to the child."
"That bastard would have killed our son?"
"Indeed, he implied there were still ways to harm the heir to a pureblood line. There aren't supposed to be, especially one who has no doubt been subjected to a Wiccanning."
"Yes, Sean was properly Wiccaned and has godparents. Between our magic and theirs he is protected. He has been confirmed to Gringotts and the rules of succession to be second in line for the title and seat."
Severus nodded, "that might be why the man only threatened but actually attacked Percy, there are no rules against attacking the consort of a Lord."
There was a pop and Dobby stumbled towards his master with the vial.
Severus held it to Oliver, "I trust I don't need to tell you how to use this."
Oliver took it with a shaking hand, wetting his lips with the potion, holding Sean gently close to his chest before kneeling to kiss his bondmate.
Percy had been so deeply unconscious that few without Snape's talent and experience who have recognized the Draught of Living Death.
Percy woke slowly, his senses returning to him. The sense returning first was his hearing, he could barely hear Oliver's whispers begging him to come back to him over their son's screams. His eyes fluttered briefly, "Ollie?"
Oliver pulled him into his chest, holding his family close. "Thank Merlin you're alright. I was so worried."
Percy lifted a hand that felt weighed down with lead to cup his husband's cheek, "I would never leave you." He worried what would happen if anything did happen to him…
"Let me make sure that the Draught of Living Death didn't leave him with any lasting side-effects." Severus interrupted them.
Percy could barely turn his head, "Alright." He didn't want to be a burden.
Lucius strode in, "What happened?"
"Albus!" Severus growled as he examined Percy, "He'll need to take it easy a while, his muscles need time to recover."
"What did that fool of a Gryffindor do now?" Lucius said with distaste.
"Sent a letter to Percy laced with the Draught of Living Death, one that seemed to threaten the life of their son and claim responsibility for their unexpected pregnancy." Severus said standing slowly. "I suggest that you take over much of Sean's care until the last of that potion is out of Percy's body."
"The Draught of Living Death? That's illegal." Lucius drawled.
"I know. Just because I teach it in my N.E.W.T. potions classes doesn't mean that just anyone can brew it. It was very strong, if I had brewed it; it might have actually killed him. My recipe for this potion is very deadly it is irreversible. Thank Slytherin for small favors." Severus said dusting off his robes, "I should go lay down. I am glad I don't have to stand and teach for hours until after the birth. I don't think I could do that." He would miss teaching his son and his godson as well as their friends who caught on to potions with great skill."
Lucius placed a supporting hand on his 'brother's' arm; out of reflex after being around both Narcissa and Percy's pregnancies he knew how to help without being asked. He knew the state of his old friend's physical health and worried that the pregnancy might overtax it. He was sure that since Percy had been on the ground that Severus had attempted to treat him there. He led him away from the young family; he needed to see what he could do to make Percy too public a figure for his mail to not be more carefully screened. Perhaps, it was the time to make sure that Percy was given a position in the Ministry…
-POLL ENDED-
QUESTION: Two boys for George or one of each? Highest vote wins!
b/g- 10
b/b- 4
Outstanding? Exceeds Expectations? Acceptable? Troll?
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