A Slytherins Secrets will be kept

Disclaimer: Same as before, I own nothing to do with the Harry Potter Universe, it all belongs to JK Rowlings.


A/N: Thanks to my reviewers. thrnbrooke, Alison, ellelovemax85, and Dezra. I’d like to assure you that there WILL be lots of stuff for Harry to do to Draco, but not right now because he’s being careful even if they are having semi-hot monkey sex. (sorry none this chapter.) REVIEW


Ch.9: Making New Friends

Harry had woken several times during the night when Draco had gotten up to use the restroom, but eventually he slept right through, and always pulling him back into his arms when he came back.

Harry got up and saw that Draco had laid out a toothbrush for him along with his clean boxers and a pair of pants and a T-shirt. He washed up and got dressed, then decided to go make breakfast to serve Draco in bed. But when he got to the kitchen he found four people there.

“Uh, what are you doing here?”

“Oh, we come over just about every morning to have breakfast together, but this was the first morning in a week that we’ve been able to make it.” Said the woman would had been on stage with Draco last night, “Is Skye still asleep? Oh, by the way I’m Merry White. You’ve met my husband Max. The lady sitting at the table is Winky Dobby, and that’s her husband cooking breakfast, Ben Dobby.”

“Dobby?” Harry croaked out.

The short man with a stocking cap at the stove turned around and cried, “Harry Potter, Sir, it’s me Dobby. Me and Winky came with the Mistress to America. I’s sorry Dobby didn’t say goodbye to Harry Potter, Sir,” He turned abruptly and grabbed the skillet to lift it.

“DOBBY, not here.” Winky cried, stopping Dobby from hitting himself, but causing max and Merry to look at her, they had not seen what Dobby was about to do because they had been looking at Harry.

“What’s wrong Winky?” Merry asked worriedly.

“I didn’t want Dobby to blurt things he shouldn’t.”

Soon the atmosphere relaxed and the five of them chatted, and when, Dobby had finished cooking the breakfast Harry found and tray and filled it with different breakfast items.

“Are you taking Skye her breakfast, Harry?”

“Yeah.”

“Let me get her drink then.” Merry pulled out two glasses, and filled each with juice. Harry was about to protest and say he had already gotten juice, when the woman grabbed another pitcher from the fridge and placed measured amounts in each glass. She stirred them both and then grabbed them both and motioned for Harry to follow her. She led the way to Draco’s room, and opened it, and walked in. She placed the juice glass on the nightstand and then pulled Harry in. Harry put the tray down, and leaned over Draco, and whispered, “Draco wake up, I brought you breakfast in bed.” Then he leaned forward and kissed him awake, with his hand lightly resting on Draco’s stomach. From the corner of his eye he say a flash of light. He turned his head to see Merry with a camera in her hand, she motioned him forward again. This time he whispered, louder, so that Merry could hear him, “Skye, wake up so that your friend can take a picture of your hot naked body.” He could hear Merry giggling behind him. This time he pulled Draco up and kissed him passionately, making sure his hair wasn’t messy. In the middle of this kiss, he felt Draco start to respond to the kiss and wrapped his arms around him. Luckily during the night, Draco had put on a night gown so he wasn’t naked. In a portion of his mind he could hear Merry happily clicking away, but he couldn’t find it in him to complain. He pulled away.

Draco licked his lips, “hmm minty,”

“You, too.’

“Hey Skye, your drink is sitting on the nightstand. Do you want to drink them together.”

“Wait, what are you drinking?” Harry interrupted as they were both lifting their glasses.

“Harry, relax. Its just something for my pregnancy symptoms, I made it myself and its perfectly safe.”

“Wait,” He grabbed the glass and sniffed it, “Ugh, this smells as bad as most of the potions Madam Pomfrey made me take over the years. It must work then.” He handed the glass back to Draco. Draco grinned at Merry, raised his glass to her and chugged. Merry did the same with hers. Harry noticed the grimace on both of their faces.

“So Skye, what’s with the blonde hair all of a sudden? It suits you though.”

‘Uh-oh’ “Oh, I just changed it to see how it looks but I think I’ll go back to red though.”

“Well I’ll leave you two lovebirds to enjoy your breakfast.” She left, closing the door behind her.

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They had been eating their breakfast, when Harry asked, “So what’s the deal with Dobby and Winky?”

“I found out about a well-kept houseelf secret. Apparently a free elf can transform into a human form. Oh by the way, did you know there are no houseelves in America. At least none that serve. It seems after the American Civil War when the slaves were freed, the houseelves around the country revolted, and left their families and all disappeared never to be heard from again. Dobby and Winky found out that they had all transformed into humans and all migrated to the west and started their own city. I forget what its called though. Over the years though the houseelf culture was lost and they started out marrying, and for the most part the knowledge of what they started as has been lost, along with most of their magical abilities. Okay now that that’s out of the way, what do you think of my friends?”

“I’m surprised you actually made friends with Muggles. They’re really nice though. They care about you.”

“Yeah, I care about them, too.” Draco paused, “And to tell you the truth, though I didn’t know it when I met them, they’re not quite Muggles.”

“What do you mean?”

“Now they don’t know about this so don’t talk about it in front of them. Wizard’s swear.”

“Wizard’s swear. Now what is so secretive?”

“Well, they’re both descended from pureblood families. Pureblood wizards. Max’s parents are actually, get this, Pansy Parkinson’s grandparent’s. Her mom is Max’s older sister. Max is a squib, but they changed their life so that he wouldn’t be hurt by knowing he wasn’t a wizard like the rest of his family. And get this, both Merry’s parents are squibs from pureblood families that are friends with the White’s. Their story is really what made the White’s decide it would be best if Max grew up not knowing he was a squib, the whole not know what your missing type deal. Merry’s parents just didn’t want it to effect their daughters as it had them. They grew up feeling like failures, but when they met each other they fell in love and realized that even if they didn’t have magic they could be productive people.”

“Wow. You sure can find them can’t you. Okay changing the subject,” Harry looked down at his hands uncertainly, “When do you want to get married?”

“How about this weekend, so we can arrange things and that way I’ll be able to get some friends to control what the media knows. I happen to know one of the wizarding judges. I’ve made him several potions, and he’s come to my show a few times with guests. I met him through Sam, his girlfriend is Judge Watson’s daughter. Her sister is a reporter for the Wizarding Times, which reports for the entire US wizarding community. She’s in the gossip section and can feed info to her counterparts in England at the Daily Prophet.” Draco paused, thinking for a while. He drew out his wand and waved it over himself, and instantly his hair was the strawberry blonde color it had been and his eyes were blue again. Then he tapped it against his lip. “Yes I’ve got it. ‘Harry Potter, the Savior of the Wizarding world weds cousin of Draco Malfoy, Draya Skye.’ Has a nice ring to it, don’t you think? Well, Sara can work on it.” He paused and looked up at Harry, “Harry, if you don’t mind, if we have a son, I’d like to name him after me, Draco Lucius Malfoy II. I know its off subject, but my first son would be my heir, and I really am proud of the Malfoy name, and I don’t want to see it die with me.”

“Of course, Dray. Whatever you want. I don’t care what you want to name our children, as long as it makes you happy.” Harry was now seated behind Draco, and he hugged him tight. “So, by this weekend you’ll be Mrs. Potter. And don’t think I’m changing my name to Malfoy. While I dearly love one I don’t want to be one. Do you have names for if the babies are girls?”

“Yes,” Draco said quietly.

“Will I get any say in the matter.”

“No, but I took your family into consideration, so don’t worry, our children will have good names that suit them.”

“That’s good.” They kissed and finished their breakfast in silence. Then as Draco got ready for the day and was pulling on new underwear, Harry watched them slide on and hide Draco’s penis. “How do your knickers do that?”

“Harry, do you ever think. There’s an enchantment that’s built in and it hides everything. Originally they were for woman to hide the bulge, and then by Cross-dressers, to avoid detection. And now by me. I just wish I didn’t have something to hide, this would be a lot easier.”

Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’m glad you have something to hide that’s all mine.” The kissed for long moments, and then Draco pushed Harry away to finish dressing.

“Well, let’s join the others and tell them our news,” Draco said once he was fully dressed.


TBC

A/N: I have no clue what I was trying to do with this chapter so if you know please tell me. I have no clue where the whole house-elf bit came from. *.* Well, next chapter will be more planning for the wedding and maybe the wedding itself. ^.^ Review