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Harry's control slipped and the pens around the table vibrated for a brief moment while
his green eyes seemed to flash. He clenched his hands and with a Herculean effort he
forced a smile onto his face – though one would have to be blind to mistake it for
something natural. "Still with the sexual references, Vernon? I had hoped we'd be able to
keep this civil, but you're not really helping that effort…"
Vernon's face darkened even further all the way down to purple. Harry wondered for a
moment if this was all going to end up being pointless since the man seemed only a few
seconds away from a lethal stroke or aneurysm. His ponderings were interrupted as the
office door opened again and his red-headed mother walked in. Lily was carrying a pile of
papers so large that her face was hidden behind the stack. "Mr. Chairman, your secretary
said you were waiting on the acquisition stack? I have three copies here, Sir."
"Mr. Dursley was the one who needed it, but might as well distribute the others here as
well so we can answer the man's questions. If he ever gets around to reading the work. I
don't see why you're still bothering to continue with this meeting, Mr. Potter. He doesn't
seem very open to anything you have to say and I hate to show such discredit upon my
company to the new owner…" Harry snorted softly and shook his head at Brown's sad tone.
The man was apparently a far better actor than he was!
"It's no problem, Mike. We shouldn't be too much longer after Vernon takes a moment to
peruse the documents and verify it's all legal and I haven't used any trickery," Harry
replied.
Lily dropped a stack of papers close enough to skim Vernon's hair and mustache before she
walked around and regally set the other two stacks down in front of the others. "The
signed pages are tabbed, gentlemen. Mr. Dursley, you should really breathe before you
pass out." Her amused sneer joined Shiva's muffled snort.
"That BLOODY BITCH is DEAD! The FREAK has used his MAGIC to raise her from her GRAVE!
KILL HIM NOW before he murders US and brings us back as PUPPETS like he did with his
two WHORES!" The walrus' vein was bulging so hard and so fast that it was almost
hypnotic as Harry watched it.
Brown held two fingers to his head and murmured, "I think we've heard enough. If I let
this go on much further, I'm going to kill the man…"
He didn't even have to reach for the intercom before it buzzed again. "20 seconds out, Sir!"
Harry sighed and spun his chair once more as Vernon started sputtering and seeming
halfway between running towards them and throwing his chair. "Vernon, I want to thank
you for making this easy. I honestly thought I might have to actually try considering we're
sitting with the Grunnings head…but apparently you're even more idiotic than I
remember."
"Oh and Vernon?" Lily said crossing her arms, leaning against Harry's chair and grinning
evilly. "I already said hello to my sister this morning."
"YOU UNDEAD HARLOT!" Vernon's internal struggle ended and he knocked his chair to the
side as he tried to rush around the table. He made it a quarter of the way before the door
was kicked open and five police officers rushed in. Vernon's hands were outstretched
towards the three smirking members of the Potter family as the first officer came to a halt
and raised his hand from his belt. Harry's grin grew so wide it hurt as the copper let loose
with the taser. Vernon reached the end of the table just as the little points of metal
embedded into his back. A shrill shriek of surprise and pain sprung from the walrus as he
flopped onto the floor twitching at Harry's feet.
"Excellent timing, gents," Shiva said saluting the police. "Appreciate that save."
"Please tell me we kept this fool going long enough to gain the rope to hang him with?"
Brown asked still rubbing his forehead.
The officer with the taser shut it off and nodded slowly. "We were only moments away
from calling it off ourselves, Sir. I'm…truly sorry you had to live that…that…vitriol again, Mr.
Potter."
Harry just shrugged. "I learned to try and tune out Vernon Dursley years ago, but I
appreciate the sentiment, Sir. I won't have to appear at the trial now?"
"Not if I have anything to say about it," the cop muttered. He walked over to the walrus
and scowled. "Vernon Dursley, you are under arrest for child endangerment, threatening a
minor, attempted assault, attempted battery, aggravated assault, aggravated battery, child
neglect, child abuse, attempted murder…" Harry tuned the man out as the remaining
officers lifted the fat fool from the floor and began dragging him out of the office.
Lily moved from her perch and reached down to hug Harry hard enough to leave bruises. "I
am so sorry," she whispered. "One day, I'll figure out how to make up for you being forced
to stay with him."
"It's alright, mum, it's in the past," Harry murmured patting her back and kissing her cheek.
As she pulled back, Shiva moved in and lightly hugged the red-head from behind. Harry
smiled to his rescuer and turned back to Brown giving the older gentleman a genuine grin
and a deep, formal bow. "Chairman, thank you so much for helping us. I know this little
show took up a lot of your time, but I really can't say how much it means to me being able
to see that man behind bars."
Brown looked up and nodded to the young man with a warm smile. "I was happy to help,
Mr. Potter. I am ashamed that such a person was employed by my company for so many
years. Surely there were signs to his nature evident…a thorough investigation is already
being launched to ensure that anyone who ignored the problems is brought to task." He
paused and chuckled softly before continuing. "Are you certain I can't convince you to
actually purchase part of the company? I think your imaginative tactics could greatly help
Grunnings as we move forward and it might help you heal a bit to partially own something
that your abuser once thought was rightfully his."
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"No thank you, Sir," Harry replied with a shake of his head. "I'm honored, but that's a bit
too expensive for me at the moment. Besides, I have my own business to run. We really
shouldn't take up anymore of your time. If yourself or the police need to contact us, you
have our number."
"I do," Brown said. Harry and his mothers stood and moved to the door. "One more thing,
Mr. Potter, now that the microphones are off…was there any actual magic involved?"
Harry paused with his hand on the doorknob. He looked briefly to each of the women
flanking him. Shiva sighed and turned her eyes to the heavens seeking divine assistance
while Lily just rolled her eyes at him and waved her hand in a 'whatever' fashion. Chuckling,
Harry turned just enough to meet the man's gaze. "Nothing today, Chairman Brown. Have
a fantastic day, Sir." He twisted the knob and led his mothers outside breathing content
that finally the Dursleys were getting their due.
The day after his relatives had been dealt with the local Surrey papers were having a field
day with Petunia's confession and Vernon's arrest. Harry had read enough to know that
both his Aunt and Marge were also expected to undergo trials before he'd set the paper
aside and invited some friends to spend the day. Tracey, Neville and Susan had jumped at
the chance and were currently lounging on his couch while Harry amused them all by
having his stuffed bear ride a toy broom around the room. The bear might be fully Muggle,
but a simple sticking charm kept it in place while the broom was enchanted to maneuver
and avoid any objects and walls.
"Gotta say, figured you'd be a griffin person," Tracey said laughing as the bear zipped past
her and curved around towards a small bookcase. "Or maybe panther or lion guy. I mean,
you must have the stamina for a bear so that does make some sense…" her grin widened
at the blush spreading over Harry's cheeks before she continued on, "but bear is really
more of Neville's thing. Right, Sue?"
Susan rolled her eyes at her friend. "Sure, Trace. Neville, is a bear."
"Ouch," Harry said wincing in empathy for the other young man. "She's still mad at you
huh, Nev?"
"They both are," Neville replied with a deep sigh. "Hannah dropped off cookies this
morning – they were completely burnt, top and bottom."
"Of course we're still angry at you!" Susan huffed and crossed her arms glaring at him.
"You tried to fight an army. ALONE! You're not off the hook with either of us until you
prove you understand just why we're angry."
"I will never get women," Neville confided with a sad shake of his head towards Harry. "I
feel for you, mate, stuck with four of them and two mums."
Harry chuckled as Susan rolled her eyes and punched her boyfriend in the shoulder.
"Thanks for the sympathy, Nev, but I'm learning to deal with it. It's a constant battle."
Tracey snorted and waved her hand in dismissal. "Hey, none of you have to deal with Luna.
She's worth like six girls. I love the little ball of energy, but she is bloody exhausting! Harry,
I'm totally stealing Daphne back tonight. I need a break."
Harry's eyebrows raised at that. "Daphne is a break huh? Wow…Oh and by the way, the
bear was a gift from my mum. It's hair is like mine too!"
"Ah, now I understand," Tracey nodded sagely while Neville took to peering closer at the
bear as it kept zooming around. Dobby popped in with a plate of biscuits just as the stuffed
animal zoomed in front of him. The elf squeaked in surprise and jumped back narrowly
missing getting a broom tangled in his ears.
"Bad Bearsy," Dobby muttered glaring at the offending toy amid the chuckles of the
humans. "Dobby must be checking landing area next time."
As he set his tray and popped back out, Susan rolled her eyes at the manic elf. "I wish our
elves were that awesome. Hey did you guys hear about Snape?"
Neville perked up and nodded quickly with a wide grin. "Oh yeah! He's leaving Hogwarts!
Finally the greasy git is running for the hills!"
"I admit to being slightly disappointed he didn't die in the battle…" Harry said grimacing. "I
suppose he probably found a corner to hide in as soon as everything started though."
Tracey shrugged and grabbed a biscuit. "Yup, never left the sanctuary. Millie said he
claimed to be 'providing necessary potions to the wounded'. Arse didn't even try to fight;
probably too scared of being seen on the losing side to risk doing anything. Mum said that
Slughorn is coming in to replace him now that he's resigned. From what I hear, old Sluggy
is supposed to be awesome so that's a plus!"
Harry nodded. "Yeah, my mum only had good things to say about Slughorn. Snape sent
word to her that he's going to establish a little apothecary in the middle of nowhere.
Works out well for everyone I guess. We don't have to see him, he can keep living in his
fantasy world that Lily Evans still cares about him and best of all he is going to be kept far
away from children."
Tracey smirked. "Broody and alone in the woods running a shop for other broody, gits.
Better than he deserves."
"Could be worse," Susan shrugged. "He did somewhat help us with his information this
past year."
"He was never as evil towards your House as he was towards ours, Sue," Neville said. "I
doubt we'll ever agree on this one."
"Probably not," the red-head said.
Before anyone could respond to that Harry caught sight of Fleur entering the room and
looking around with a mild frown etched on her face. "Has anyone seen ze wayward
metamorph? I was supposed to be teaching her how to cook ze cakes, but she has
disappeared."
"Nym? In the kitchen?" Harry asked wide-eyes locked onto Fleur. "Fleur, are you insane?"
"If I can teach Gabi, I can teach anyone!" Fleur said. She shook her head and muttered, "So
many fireballs to 'cook ze cakes'…I wish ze girl had done it to annoy me…zat she actually
zought it was easier…" Trailing off Fleur frowned and turned her attention back to her
current missing cooking partner. "If I could find Tonks I could train her. Ze woman is hiding
from me, I am certain of it…"
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The chime signifying a returning guest sounded then and all eyes turned towards the main
entrance as clomping boots resounded through the hall followed shortly by a muffled
greeting. "Morning, Skelly! Looking good and dead like always!"
Harry blinked at that and his mouth dropped open in shock as his currently pink-haired
partner tromped past the door to the sitting room. "Nymphadora!" Harry finally managed
to call just before she passed beyond the frame completely.
Tonks stopped and turned back cocking her head to one side. "Yeah? What's up, Wonder
Boy?"
Harry worked his mouth for a few moments trying to find the correct way to address her.
Around him the rest of the room's occupants had fallen completely silent and were no help
whatsoever. His eyes took in the combat books, soaked in both water and grime; the
military camo pants, covered in ash; the giant metal tanks on her back, connecting by a
large hose to a nozzle-gun contraption Tonks held nonchalantly over her shoulder clutched
in her fingerless black gloves. Finally Harry managed to shake himself out of his stupor and
ask her the all important question: "Nymphadora, luv, is that a bloody flamethrower?!"
Tonks smirked and shifted the nozzle-gun. "Yup," she replied popping the consonant. "Just
taking care of some loose ends, you know. Torching some zombies and all. Hate those
undead bastards. It's all good now though; cave's been cleared. I'm just going to throw this
back into the storage shed. See you all in a few!" Without further ado, Tonks bounced
away whistling a jolly tune.
Harry slowly closed his mouth and leaned back into the couch as all eyes shifted from the
open door towards him. Running a hand through his hair Harry groaned. "I lead a weird
life…"
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Epilogue
7 Years Later
Hermione Granger Potter scowled in annoyance as she signed the latest bill crossing her
desk. She hated passing these types of pureblood-tradition-preservation funding bills.
Narcissa Black had done her job well though and managed to convince the Wizengamot
that any discriminatory practices were excised. Hermione had gone through the fine print
of the bill herself to such a degree that her eyes had practically bled, yet she couldn't find
anything to disagree with. Narcissa was a bitch, but she honestly only seemed to care
about keeping some of the centuries-old traditions alive for another
generation…something Hermione really couldn't bring herself to veto. So with a sigh, the
Potter wife moved the bill to her outbox and watched it fold into a paper airplane and
zoom out of the room, skimmed past the nose of a surprised Daphne Greengrass who had
just opened the door.
"Wow, I know you're annoyed with the job, but trying to kill me with paperwork seems
rather harsh," the blonde quipped with a smile as she pushed the door shut and perched
on a chair across the desk.
"Haha, very funny. I hate you, you know that?" Hermione replied dryly. "Sure I get to make
changes, but the politics involved in this job are awful! Just how many of your people did
you have to buy off to get me into the seat anyway?"
"Less than you'd expect," Daphne shrugged. "I actually had to accept a few to promise to
try and talk you into it. Considering I'd already talked to you about it…well I'm not one to
pass up free money, but it felt like taking candy from a baby."
Hermione groaned and leaned back to rub her eyes as another paper folded itself up and
flew out of the office. "Seriously? I'm twenty-four! What country votes for someone who
hasn't even hit a quarter century to lead them!? I can't believe I let you talk me into
accepting the Minister position…"
"You're the Witch-Who-Conquered," Daphne said with a grin and a waggled eyebrow.
Hermione scowled in response and crossed her arms sending Daphne into a chuckle.
"Honestly, Mione, I think people were just exhausted from the string of idiots we've had to
deal with before Amelia and with her son on the way there was no chance of the woman
running again."
Hermione cocked her head to the side and narrowed her eyes. "Son? Sirius finally got her
to agree to check the gender then? He must be thrilled."
"He is. Stopped by the Manor about an hour ago and couldn't stop gushing about how he
was going to get Remus and Cissa's son together with his own so he could start corrupting
them into the Marauders 2.0. Lily had to grab his ear and make him swear to wait until
they were old enough to choose for themselves."
Hermione nodded. "That was not remotely detailed enough for that man…I'm still
surprised that he accepted the Bones surname…"
"I'm not," Daphne said shrugging. "He always hated his family, he's still not fond of the
Black Manor despite the cleaning efforts, 'Sirius Black' carries Azkaban baggage whether or
not he ever admits it, Harry is officially the Black Lord…Sirius Bones nicely wraps all of
those problems up and tosses them away while helping Amelia keep her own name going
so Susan can take Neville's."
"I will never understand the politics in this world," Hermione muttered. She returned her
narrowed eyes towards Daphne and huffed, "Tangent aside, nothing you said explains why
I had to run for Minister."
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"Well it was always going to be you, Harry or me. One of the three of us had to take the
vacancy and we both know there was no way in hell of getting Harry to agree."
"You could've done it," Hermione replied glaring.
Daphne just snorted and waved it off. "No. I work from the sidelines."
Hermione just huffed and kept her glare going. It wouldn't do to let Daphne win so easily if
she hoped to be able to use this against the woman for a bit of leverage eventually…that
emerald ring had looked ever so nice… "I still don't think we needed to be on the first
ballet after Amelia left."
"Better to push our biggest changes through while we can still ride our big win and people
still want to be our best friend. Give me ten years and I can get a good chunk of the
corruption out while still forcing the Old Guard into the closet and bringing the
Muggleborns into their vacant seats."
Hermione sighed and leaned forward to read through another sheet from her inbox. "Fine,
fine, I can agree that many of your reasons are valid though we will have to agree to
disagree on some. You still owe me a lot though, Daph."
"Agreed," Daphne said smiling and obviously assuming the argument had been won.
Hermione almost smirked as she flagged the document for further review and idled tossed
her bomb towards Daphne. "I think I'm going to call in a small section of that debt."
"Oh," Daphne asked leaning forward and sounding eager. "How so?"
"Luna stopped in earlier…" Hermione trailed off and waited until Daphne started to fidget
slightly before she continued. "She mentioned that you were still putting off having
children and Tracey keeps saying how the house feels empty sometimes. She went on to
explain – in great detail – how Tracey managed to convince her that a child right now was
the absolute best idea in the world."
"So that's why Trace has stopped asking about whether I'm still waiting…she shifted
targets…" Daphne muttered. She sighed and looked up with her mouth quirked into a sad
frown. "So you want me to try and talk Luna out of having a kid? I don't know how you
expect me to be able to do that. Only Harry and you have ever been able to talk that girl
out of anything."
Hermione's composure broke at that point and she sat back in her chair laughing and
shaking her head. "No, Daphne, I don't care whether Tracey and Luna want a child. That's
their decision and you have to fight that particular battle yourself if you're against it. What
your job is…is to convince Harry he's going to participate."
Daphne blinked a few times with her mouth hanging open. Hermione just kept laughing
barely composing herself before Daphne got her own wits back. "I'm sorry, what?"
"Luna warned us years ago that she expected Harry to be her sperm donor when she was
ready for children."
"Yeessss," Daphne frowned before her eyes widened and she fell back against the chair
back chuckling. "She was serious. I should've known she was serious! She's still against
doing it the fancy Muggle way too so isn't she?"
Hermione shrugged and rolled her eyes. "I rather doubt that Luna has anything at all
against IVF; she's simply looking to sleep with Harry as much as she can until she gets
pregnant."
"Sneaky little minx…" Daphne commented. "Well, I can't really blame her and we already
share him between the four of us. You ran it by Fleur and Nymph already?"
"Of course. Fleur is intrigued and Nym's only comment was that she's amazed it's taken
Luna this long to ask."
Daphne nodded and shrugged. "Okay, so it doesn't sound like an issue. Why are you calling
in a favor for this?"
Hermione's eyebrows rose as she stared knowingly at Daphne. "Harry has to be willing."
Daphne's grimace showed she finally understood. "Ah, good point. Curse him and his
noble nature…who would've thought we'd ever be conspiring to get our boyfriend to want
to sleep with another girl…We sure that we can't simply ignore this for a few months?"
"You live with Luna half the time," Hermione replied laughing again. "If we don't get Harry
onboard she's just going to start showing up naked in our bed spouting innuendo left and
right until he's worn down enough to agree!"
Daphne startling laughing along with her friend. "Damn, you're right, she would do that.
We spoil her far too much."
"I don't think I've ever been able to ever refuse that girl anything when she turns those
eyes on me," Hermione said with a smile.
"None of us have," Daphne replied. "Okay, I'll give it my best. Why me though?"
Hermione smirked and raised her eyebrows. "Daph, Harry does whatever you tell him to
do. The rest of us have him wrapped around our fingers to one degree or another, but you
might as well have him whipped. For you, he'll whine and put up a fuss for maybe ten
minutes then he'll cave. Fleur or I would have to work on him for a week or a month at
least. Tonks would probably give in to him and we'd be back to square one."
Daphne snorted and crossed her arms. "Surely it's not that marked of a…" She trailed off
as she started thinking over the past few years. "Wow, it really is isn't it? I feel like I should
add another title to my name – the Woman-Who-Whipped-Harry-Potter. Or I should just
spend more time at Potter Manor. Maybe I can convince Tracey to move in there for a few
months while Luna is pregnant – or trying to get pregnant at least."
"Up to you really," Hermione said shrugging. "The last thing we want is for your
relationship with Tracey to be strained. We do have a nice schedule set up as it is."
Daphne nodded at that. "Agreed. It is nice knowing that some specific nights are reserved
for each of us alone." She leaned forward and draped a hand over Hermione's own as the
brunette returned to the stack of papers in front of her. "So are you coming home anytime
soon, Mione?"
Hermione sighed and shook her head. "I still have so much more to look through. It'll be a
few hours I think."
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"Hermione Granger Potter," Daphne said with a stern tone, "will you tell me what day
today is before you make that your final decision?"
Hermione frowned and ran through her internal clock. "Wednesday the 15th."
Daphne reached over and tapped the calendar on the desk in the far corner. "Hermione,
luv, it's the 16th, otherwise known as…?"
"Our Anniversary…" Hermione murmured as her face paled. "Oh my god! What time is it?!
I need to leave! We need to leave! The paperwork can wait until tomorrow. I need to tell
my secretary that I'm heading home. I need to tell the Department Heads. Daphne, let's
go!"
Laughing Daphne stood and shook her head. "Relax, Mione, I already told your assistant
that you were heading out and we still have a few minutes before the party starts. We'll
use your Floo. Grab your things dear." Hermione nodded and rushed to grab her purse and
the few items she always took back to the Manor at the end of the day. In less than ten
seconds she was standing next to Daphne at the fire grate and hitting the locking rune in
the corner. At her nod, the blonde picked up a pinch of Floo powder and tossed it in
stepping into the fire immediately after. Hermione took a brief moment to compose
herself again before following her partner into the glowing green flames.
Harry plopped down onto his couch with a groan and rubbed his eyes. Shiva looked up
from her book and smirked. "Long day at the office, kid?"
Harry rolled his eyes and looked over at Shiva. "I'm old enough now that 'kid' doesn't
really apply anymore, mum."
"Tomayto, tomahto," she replied waving her hand.
"You're impossible," Harry said chuckling. "Yeah, long day. I think I finally managed to get
the initial plans created for a portable version of the Fortress. Still have a long way to go,
but I'm almost certain I hit on the right concept this time. I've been staring at that thing so
long though, my eyes hurt…" He smiled and shook his head reaching over to his bag. "Oh
and I got word from Millie in Sofia. She sent pictures of the new store."
"She's the manager of that one right?" Shiva asked looking through the photos that Harry
handed over. Millicent was standing in front of the doors with her arms spread wide and
gesturing to the front display in the first. The second had Krum beside her as the line
behind them slowly progressed inside. "Looks like business is going great."
"Yeah, asking Viktor to help market the Superman harness really jumped up business."
Harry frowned as he continued, "I don't know why I didn't do that years ago…"
Lily walked in and handed a mug of cocoa to both shrugging. "Didn't Hermione try to get
the professional Quidditch players wearing them a few years back?" She sat down next to
Shiva and took out a potions book and a red pen. "Hmm, I thought Daphne and I had
corrected this in the last draft," she muttered leaning over the book and marking her
corrections. "Need a new publisher."
Harry ignored his mother's muttering and shook his head. "Yeah, Mione tried to get them
to adopt it as a safety regulation, but too many complained that it 'removed all the risk
from the sport'. Now that Viktor is wearing one though they've apparently changed their
tune."
"Wotcher, all," Tonks said as she pranced into the room. Harry rolled his eyes and silently
started his countdown. Just as he hit zero Tonks' foot caught on the carpet and she
squeaked as she started to splay forward. Harry just held out his arm, snagged her on her
trip to the carpet and deftly pulled her onto his lap. "Stupid carpet. The bloody thing hates
me just as much as that troll leg at Grimmauld," she muttered glaring at the offending
piece of upholstery. "Thanks for the save, Wonder Boy."
Harry rolled his eyes and kissed her forehead. "You're welcome, Nym."
"Maybe I should try to stay off my clumsy feet for a bit. Best to be careful for a few
months," she replied with a grin and a wink.
"I doubt a few months are going to make much difference in restoring your balance when
years haven't done anything to help," Harry replied rolling his eyes. Lily paused and looked
over to Tonks with a questioning tilt to her head before snorting at Harry.
"So, did you tell them we were invited to the wedding, Harry?" Tonks asked avoiding
meeting Lily's gaze and never losing her grin.
Harry shrugged. "I was getting to it! Mum, Mother, we're all invited to Millie and Viktor's
wedding. Your card is in my bag. I can't give it to you though because Hedwig would take
offense at not getting to play messenger." As if summoned, the white owl flew into the
room and settled onto the arm of the chair bobbing her head at Harry and staring intently
at his bag. He laughed and held it out towards her while Tonks chuckled and reached out
to pet Hedwig's wing. "Hey, girl, did you do anything fun today?"
The owl poked her head into the bag pushing items around until she came out with a fancy
yellow letter. As soon as she came up for air she dropped the letter in Tonks lap and barked
at Harry, tilting her head to the side. "Okay, okay, business first." Before Harry could satisfy
the impatient avian Tonks reached over and handed the invitation to Hedwig who carefully
clutched it in her outstretched talon and flew over to Shiva and Lily, dropping the letter
between the two. Chuckles resounded from pretty much everyone as Hedwig gave an
amused bark and flew back over to Harry and Tonks butting her head affectionately against
Tonks' hand.
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Harry raised his eyebrows at the bird. "Good now?" Hedwig barked at him and bobbed her
head. "Okay then. How's that barn owl I saw you flying around with a few days back?"
Hedwig covered her head with her wing and Harry grinned. "That good huh? Well there's
certainly room in the roost if you decide to keep him around." Hedwig glared at him and
fluffed her wings. "Don't get snippy, girl, you bug me about my partners so I can bug you
about yours." Hedwig turned her head around and stared at the wall. With a final bark she
took off and headed back upstairs.
"She'll come around eventually," Tonks said with a laugh as she looped an arm around
Harry's neck and kissed his cheek. "Suitors and babies always make females a little
insane."
Harry snorted at that. "Well then I'm going to have to step extremely carefully whenever
you get to that point considering you're already halfway insane."
Tonks raised her eyebrows and her hair switched to blue. "Well if I'm halfway, you're
completely there. You're really not getting this are you, Wonder Boy?"
"Nah, I admitted to being partially insane years ago, Nym!" Harry replied kissing her nose.
Tonks rolled her eyes and Shiva slapped a hand against her forehead.
"Nymph? Nyyymmmmph?" Fleur's musical voice floated into the room followed shortly by
the Veela herself. "Ah, zere you are! I zought we were going to get ze food before settling
down?"
"I asked Ginny and the twins to grab it all," Tonks said shaking her head.
"Ze twins? Seriously?" Fleur planted her hands on her hips and glared. "You entrust zose
pranksters with our Anniversary dinner?! If not for my condition I'd be zrowing a fireball at
you!"
"My point," Tonks muttered to Harry rolling her eyes.
Harry just frowned up at Fleur and shifted Tonks enough so he could sit up straighter. "Are
you sick, luv?"
"Sick? Why would you zink zat?" Fleur asked cocking her head at him. She turned back to
Tonks. "I could've sworn we told him zis morning…"
Tonks laughed as Shiva let her head slam on the table with a groan. "I thought so too, but
apparently loverboy is a bit denser than we had anticipated."
Harry glanced between all four women present. Shiva still had her head on the table, Lily
was holding her hand over her mouth obviously stifling her laughter, Tonks' chuckles were
pleasantly shaking her bum against his chest and Fleur was looking to the ceiling for
assistance from on high. "Okay, what am I missing? I know I've been a bit distracted with
the expansion lately, but I didn't think I had ignored something big."
"Kid," Shiva murmured picking her head up and looking at him with pity. "You are even
more oblivious than when I met you."
"Don't tell him!" Tonks said with a grin. She leaned up and lightly kissed Harry. "He's cute
trying to figure it out!"
"He is, I will grant you zat," Fleur said rolling her eyes. She walked over to him and briefly
kissed him as well. She pulled back and ruffled his hair saying, "Ze children will have you
wrapped around zere finger in no time."
Harry shrugged and nodded. "Well yeah, if I can't say no to you women how the heck am I
supposed to say no to my kids? The trick is going to be making certain that they know I
shouldn't be trying to overrule Hermione or Daphne."
"Oh so we are ze chopping liver?" Fleur asked with a raised eyebrow and crossed arms.
"No, that's not what I meant! I mean, of course if either of you say no then I'm not going to
let them do it anyway! I'm just saying that you both are less likely to glare and yell than
Mione or Daph. And you'll both probably cave to the little ones just like me!"
Lily finally lost her internal battle and let out her laughter in deep rolling chortles. "Harry,
honey, stop talking. You're just digging yourself in deeper!"
"You can say that again…" Harry muttered. "At least I don't have to worry about this shite
for another few years…" Tonks and Fleur shared a look at that and rolled their eyes
together.
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Chapter 447
Before anyone could say anything further, the Floo flared green and Daphne stepped
through followed almost immediately by Hermione. "I hope we're not late! I got so
distracted and I didn't even realize the day let alone the time! Is there anything that I have
to do? Is there anything that we missed? I feel like I've forgotten something else now! The
Minister job is turning out to be even more hectic than the N.E.W.T.s were!"
"Mione, mon amour, breaze," Fleur said moving over and hugging the frantic brunette.
"Calm down and breaze. Ze Weasleys have been dispatched to get ze food and we sent
Daphne after you expecting you to have been consumed in your work."
Hermione took a few deep breaths and nodded slowly. "There aren't any fires to put out?"
"Well there's a fire in my loins, but I think we should wait to put that out until tonight,"
Tonks said holding up her hand with a wide grin and orange hair.
Daphne groaned and shook her head. "Already, Nymphadora? We're here less than a
minute and you're already trying to get us all into bed?"
"Well I've got to make the most of it," Tonks replied wiggling her eyebrows and winking at
Hermione. "Gotta do it while I'm still mobile! Well…mostly mobile…minus the falling and
the tripping and the banging into things…"
Fleur wiped a hand down her face and playfully slapped Tonks on the back of the head.
"We have monzs before zat is an issue and even zen I have a book zat has better positions
for us. I am sure zat Mione is already well versed as well."
"Wait…" Hermione said as she and Daphne both halted in the middle of the room and
narrowed her eyes at Fleur and Tonks.
Harry saw the metamorph's answering smirk widen and Hermione's eyes grew round
followed shortly by Daphne's. "Okay, these two figure out the big secret within moments
and I'm still sitting here clueless! Come on, people! Someone tell me what the bloody hell
I'm missing!"
Hermione smiled from ear to ear and ran to Fleur holding her by the shoulders for a brief
moment before crushing her into a bear hug. "You're pregnant!"
"Congratulations, Nym, Fleur," Daphne said with an equally large smile plastered on her
face as she walked over and leaned down to hug Tonks. "Just try and wait a few days
before we tell Luna okay? She's looking to try for her own and I still need to convince Harry
first. The little blonde won't leave us alone once she knows you're both already
expecting," she said chuckling and drawing back.
In the midst of all the hugging and shouting Harry could only sit there and stare with his
mouth hanging open far enough he could be mistaken for a metamorphmagus himself. He
made an odd noise in his throat as the girls started chattering amongst themselves.
Hermione found her hands cupped in Fleur's own and held over the taller girl's stomach
while Daphne settled in near Tonks to discuss more practical things like colors for the
babies' rooms and whether Dobby would be allowed to take care of the kids unsupervised.
It took a good five minutes before Harry could finally close his mouth and another three
before the dryness receded enough for him to form words. Finally, Harry gulped loudly and
looked very, very slowly between Tonks and Fleur. Taking another deep breath he carefully
asked, "I'm going to be…a father!?"
A large grin split across his face as his family laughed and nodded around him. "I'm going
to be a father!" He laughed with them and squeezed his arms around Tonks, drawing her
against his chest as hard as he dared. "I'm going to be a father!" Tonks squealed as he
hugged her and the others started to shake their heads at him.
"Finally figured it out huh, kid," Shiva said smirked. "They've only been discussing it for the
past ten minutes."
"Who cares! I'm going to be a dad! Twice! And – " Harry stopped short in mid-sentence
and frowned. "Wait…Daph…what was that about Luna?"
Daphne's leer and wiggling eyebrows were answer enough. Harry groaned and leaned
back. He snaked an arm out and grabbed Fleur dragging both her and Tonks back to cover
and shield him from the room. "Mothers of my children, protect me from the insane
blondes!" The room burst into laughter and Harry just held his shields and prayed for the
strength to maintain his sanity in the months to come.
One way or another, his family would help him work it all out. After all…he was going to be
a father!
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