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Only the Invited
Chapter Number/Total: 19/52
Chapter Title: Only the Invited
Words: 2590 Words
It had been a long day and Harry had much to mull over. He was glad they had brought the house-elf now, no matter how many disapproving glances it earned him from Hermione. It allowed him to be able to sit in bed with Draco and Valen privately while they waited for their food, which he felt was very nice, as his head was pounding with trying to figure out what to do.
Draco had been quieter than usual both during the meeting and since. He lay back, watching Harry play with Valen as he thought about their position at this point. He had always known that the final battle would really be about Harry and the Dark Lord. It was like seeing an oncoming train and being unable to move out of the way.
Harry smiled gently at Valen as he lay on his chest and gummed his little toy ball. He sighed and looked over at Draco. "Did you see anyone acting oddly?" he asked, although he himself hadn't noticed anything of the sort.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "Besides us?" he asked.
Harry blew out a breath heavily through his mouth. "I suppose that answers that question," he said, petting Valen's hair and frowning slightly.
"We need to talk with Hermione and Ron about this," Draco said. "I don't think we can handle it without them."
"You're the one who said we shouldn't tell them about there being a spy," Harry said, raising an eyebrow.
"I know I did," Draco sighed, "but that was before I realised how much it was going to complicate how we take care of Valen."
"They already think something is going on," Harry said. "We decided to move back pretty much out of the blue. They're not idiots."
"Certainly Granger isn't," Draco couldn't help saying with a smirk.
Harry rolled his eyes but smiled. "They both have their strengths," he said fairly.
"Yes," Draco shrugged but also smiled, "they do."
"I guess my plan for eating in bed is shot then," said Harry. "Should we go down? I think everyone's cleared out by now."
Draco nodded and reached for Valen, picking the infant up and waggling his eyebrows at him. This move always seemed to fascinate the boy.
Harry pushed himself up as well and crossed to the door, making his way back down into the kitchen to find Ron sitting at the table there, seemingly finishing up tea. Fossey, the house-elf they'd brought, was stirring up something in the cauldron, watching Hermione warily, who seemed to be trying to help.
Draco held Valen against his chest with his silver hand and poured himself a cup of tea, sitting down at the table. He smirked and rolled his eyes at Hermione's behaviour, shrugging in sympathy with Ron.
Ron rolled his eyes too and sighed.
Harry snorted quietly and took his seat next to Draco.
"Done ... feeding him then?" Ron asked.
"Hm? Oh, yeah," said Harry. Feeding Valen had been his excuse for getting away to talk to Draco.
"Is everyone else gone?" Draco asked, looking around. He suspected Remus and Tonks were "catching up" in the older man's room, since he'd mostly been away for the last couple weeks.
"Yeah ..." said Ron, eyeing Harry and Draco with slight suspicion. "Mum's a bit sad that the baby won't be with her every day anymore."
Harry looked at him. "You know something's up, don't you?" he said.
"See!" said Ron suddenly, turning towards Hermione. "I told you."
Hermione sighed, abandoning her work for a moment. "What is it then?" she asked Harry. "Why have we moved back here?"
"We received a message from Severus saying he believes there is a spy in our house," Draco explained.
Ron started slightly, putting his mug down on the table with a clunk.
"Spy?" said Hermione, sounding like she thought that was rather ridiculous.
"It was in that letter Draco got last Sunday," said Harry.
Draco nodded. "It has always been a possibility," he sighed, "but this means that Severus has reason to believe it is true."
"Are you suggesting someone in my family - my family, is a spy for You-Know-Who?!" Ron spat, ears going red.
"We're not suggesting anything," said Harry. He knew how touchy Ron was about family since Charlie had ....
Draco frowned and shook his head. "The person need not even be aware they are doing it," he said. "They would most likely be under Imperius."
Ron was breathing slightly heavier after his outburst and sat back in his chair forcefully, the flush spreading to his cheeks now.
Hermione stepped over to the table and sat beside him, laying a hand on his arm in understanding.
"Snape said there is a spy," Harry said quietly after a minute. "I don't think he would lie about such a thing. But we're not saying that anyone has betrayed us."
Draco nodded, petting his son, who was a bit distressed by the tension in the room.
Ron picked his tea up to take a drink but then he clunked it back down again. "One of my brothers or - or Mum or Dad is being - being ... controlled by You-Know-Who?"
Harry winced slightly and nodded. "According to Snape," he said.
"Have you spoken to Snape?" Hermione asked, hand still on Ron's arm.
"Not yet," Draco said, not looking up from his tea.
"Well don't you think you should go?" Hermione said seriously.
"We've wanted to," said Harry, "but we didn't have anyone to watch Valen. We can't ... leave him with anyone anymore ... just in case."
"We need you to take care of him when we go," Draco said, looking up, meeting Ron's eyes as he did. He wanted him to see how much he trusted the other man and how important that was.
Ron stared at Draco and then at Valen. "You trust me with-"
"Of course we do," said Harry. "Ron, I'd trust you with anything. You know that. Both of you."
Draco only nodded, still looking at Ron.
Ron looked up again. "I - He'll be safe with me - us. He'll be safe with us. I swear to you."
"I know," Draco said, smiling.
Harry took a large breath and smiled softly as well.
"So ... you're going to see Snape then?" asked Hermione.
Harry nodded. "And we'll be heading back to the Ministry on Sunday, like Lee said."
"So that means we should go to Hogsmeade tomorrow," Draco pointed out.
Harry sighed and nodded. "So, can you two watch him tomorrow?"
"Of course, Harry," said Hermione.
"I know I don't need to tell you this, but it's important that Valen only be with you two," said Harry. "No one else."
Draco looked down at the now sleeping child. He smiled at the little faces their son made in his slumber.
Ron nodded firmly but was quiet.
"You don't need to worry, Harry," said Hermione. "We'll take care of him. Only us."
***
The following day found Harry and Draco leaving Valen with Ron and Hermione as they made their way to Hogsmeade and then to the Hog's Head, hoping that Snape would be available. Aberforth ended up Apparating them to the boulder in the forest to check, as he didn't know himself, and there the three stood after prodding the rock, waiting for Snape.
They stood nervously, waiting. It took a lot longer than previous times and finally Snape showed up, looking a bit annoyed. "What are you two doing here?" he snapped.
Harry frowned. "I would think that would be rather obvious," he said.
"Since you are here," he sneered, "we had better get inside." He stepped forward and took hold of Draco, Apparating them into the room.
Harry sighed and held his arm out to Aberforth, shaking his head. Once inside the room, he turned to his former professor. "We're here about the information you sent about the spy," he said, although he figured Snape knew that from what Harry had said a moment ago.
Snape frowned. "So why didn't you tell me about your son?" he asked.
Harry frowned too. "You knew he was coming," he said quietly before glancing at Draco quickly.
Draco sighed and sat down in one of the chairs, gesturing for everyone else to sit down.
Snape crossed his arms and still stood, glaring at his his godson. "He can't have been due for months," he insisted.
Harry sat next to Draco and Aberforth sat in another empty seat. The man was looking confused about the whole conversation.
"It only took about half the time of a normal pregnancy," said Harry. "And yes, I was pregnant," he said for Aberforth's sake.
The old man's eyes grew only slightly wide and he stroked his beard absently, nodding for the conversation to continue.
Snape regarded them both suspiciously for a moment and then nodded. "Finding out about it through Macnair was disconcerting," he said.
"I would expect so," Draco said. "Did he tell you what happened?"
"Not in detail," Snape answered. "He bragged that he had killed you and that Potter had a son."
Harry's hands tightened slightly at Snape's words. "Draco was dead," he said quietly.
Snape's frown deepened. "Explain that," he said harshly.
Draco put his face in his hands.
"I can bring him back to life with my magic," Harry said, still quiet. "It's because of the bond. I don't think ... I don't think that it's the first time it's happened."
Draco took a deep breath and uncovered his face. "Like that time in here last June," he explained, "only I was cold longer and, apparently, not breathing."
Harry nodded, wincing again from that unpleasant memory.
"I ... see," Snape answered, looking more grim than usual. "So you were captured again?"
"Yes," said Harry. "I had the baby then. Went through ... labour all through the night and some of the morning too."
"Mother was there," Draco said. "It's how he was able to get us out of the Manor."
Snape closed his eyes, looking pained and nodding. "So that's how he knew," he said.
"Knew what?" asked Harry, watching Snape's slightly odd behaviour closely.
"About you having a child," Snape said with a huff. "I couldn't understand how he had found out. He made it sound like he had captured Draco and got the information out of him before he died. He didn't mention Narcissa."
Harry frowned. "So then ... where is she?"
"I do not know," Snape said quietly.
"I believe she was under Imperius to help him," Draco said, very quiet as well, "but she resisted him when it came to killing me."
Harry sighed sadly. He found he didn't really know what to say on the matter.
"When Harry and Valen got away and I ... died," Draco said, "he seemed to abandon his plan."
"I don't know what happened after I left," said Harry, "but I came back with Order members and ... brought Draco back to life."
Snape winced at the description but didn't say anything more.
"His name is Valentine," Draco said softly.
Harry nodded. "Voldemort knows about him," he said quietly. "He sent me a dream."
"Yes," Snape answered. "And someone in your household has told him details of the lives of those in your Manor."
And this is where Harry was interested. "And you don't know who?" he said.
"No," Snape answered. "Only that they report the comings and goings of everyone under your roof."
Harry closed his eyes and rubbed them. "That could be anyone," he said, voice strained.
"Yes," Snape snapped. "If I knew who, I would have sent the information. Now you risk him figuring out that we are meeting."
"Severus," Draco said, "as of yesterday, we are no longer at the Manor."
Harry looked up again and nodded. "We're back at Grimmauld," he said.
"Probably a wise choice," Snape said. "But where is your offspring?"
"With Ron and Hermione," Harry answered. "They're the only ones we know can't be the spy ... and the only ones we trust completely."
Snape nodded. "So there is only one Horcrux left," he said, "and Albus thought it was Nagini."
Harry nodded. "The snake," he said. "He keeps her with him at all times, doesn't he?"
"Yes," Snape said.
"I wouldn't be able to get in and kill the snake anyway," said Harry. "I'm going to have to do it when ... I'm going to have to get her right before him."
Draco nodded, a smug smile on his face. "I know where he is," he said, waiting for their reactions.
"What?" asked Harry incredulously.
"You know the location of Lord Voldemort?" said Aberforth, looking at Draco seriously.
"Yes. Yes I do," Draco said, smirking and raising an eyebrow.
"How can you know if it's under Fidelius?" Harry asked. "That's impossible."
"It isn't under Fidelius," Snape said. "It's protected by a Propulsare Charm."
"A what?" Harry asked.
Draco snorted. "Similar Warding Spell that we use at the Manor," he explained. "No one can get in that hasn't been invited."
"How do you know the location?" Snape asked, regarding Draco curiously.
"I have known for months," Draco said. "Ever since I did a detailed analysis of the Malfoy holdings."
"How can you know?" Harry asked again. "Where?"
"We own an island, remember?" Draco smiled.
"Off Scotland," said Harry slowly, nodding in remembrance.
"A fair amount of financial resources were channelled into that island, but there is no record of its use," Draco explained. "It's how I found the other places they have been using."
"Very clever," Snape said, nodding.
Harry bit his lip. "It's good to know where he is," he said. "But we still can't do anything if it's under that spell, can we? We wouldn't be able to find his location on the island, even if we know he's there somewhere."
"Either we must go to him, or he must come to us," Draco said.
Harry looked to Snape. "I understand that you can only leak us so much information," he said. "But is there any talk of moving out soon? Fighting?"
"There is always talk of fighting," Snape said with a sigh, "but I suspect he is planning some kind of attack. I don't have information yet."
Harry sighed and nodded, choosing to put up a strong front rather than show his frustration. "We have our own plans," he said.
"Good," Snape said. "I need to get back before I am missed. I will send word if I learn more about your spy."
Draco stood and then frowned. "Does the spy report on Order meetings?" he asked.
Harry looked at Snape intently, waiting for his answer. "We just had one," he said.
Snape seemed to consider the question. "No," he said. "I don't think the spy has given any details of the meetings. Which may indicate he or she is not present during them."
Harry frowned. "But everyone in the house is a member except ... Fleur ...." he said.
Draco winced at the conclusion, knowing it was a strong possibility. "Do we know how long the spy has been in our house?" he asked.
Harry clenched his teeth. It would only figure that Valen's godmother would be the one Voldemort had used.
Snape frowned again, looking curiously at the two of them. "I will see if I can find out how long the contact as been there," he asked. "Now, we really must go."
Draco stood and waited for him to Apparate them out.
Harry got to his feet as well, ready for the routine. Within a moment, he was standing outside with Aberforth and waiting for Draco.
Draco gratefully stepped away from Snape. He was increasingly nervous this close to Voldemort's home-base.
"Thanks," Harry said shortly to both men, taking Draco's arm to Apparate, even though they didn't need to Apparate together anymore.
Chapter Title: Only the Invited
Words: 2590 Words
It had been a long day and Harry had much to mull over. He was glad they had brought the house-elf now, no matter how many disapproving glances it earned him from Hermione. It allowed him to be able to sit in bed with Draco and Valen privately while they waited for their food, which he felt was very nice, as his head was pounding with trying to figure out what to do.
Draco had been quieter than usual both during the meeting and since. He lay back, watching Harry play with Valen as he thought about their position at this point. He had always known that the final battle would really be about Harry and the Dark Lord. It was like seeing an oncoming train and being unable to move out of the way.
Harry smiled gently at Valen as he lay on his chest and gummed his little toy ball. He sighed and looked over at Draco. "Did you see anyone acting oddly?" he asked, although he himself hadn't noticed anything of the sort.
Draco raised an eyebrow. "Besides us?" he asked.
Harry blew out a breath heavily through his mouth. "I suppose that answers that question," he said, petting Valen's hair and frowning slightly.
"We need to talk with Hermione and Ron about this," Draco said. "I don't think we can handle it without them."
"You're the one who said we shouldn't tell them about there being a spy," Harry said, raising an eyebrow.
"I know I did," Draco sighed, "but that was before I realised how much it was going to complicate how we take care of Valen."
"They already think something is going on," Harry said. "We decided to move back pretty much out of the blue. They're not idiots."
"Certainly Granger isn't," Draco couldn't help saying with a smirk.
Harry rolled his eyes but smiled. "They both have their strengths," he said fairly.
"Yes," Draco shrugged but also smiled, "they do."
"I guess my plan for eating in bed is shot then," said Harry. "Should we go down? I think everyone's cleared out by now."
Draco nodded and reached for Valen, picking the infant up and waggling his eyebrows at him. This move always seemed to fascinate the boy.
Harry pushed himself up as well and crossed to the door, making his way back down into the kitchen to find Ron sitting at the table there, seemingly finishing up tea. Fossey, the house-elf they'd brought, was stirring up something in the cauldron, watching Hermione warily, who seemed to be trying to help.
Draco held Valen against his chest with his silver hand and poured himself a cup of tea, sitting down at the table. He smirked and rolled his eyes at Hermione's behaviour, shrugging in sympathy with Ron.
Ron rolled his eyes too and sighed.
Harry snorted quietly and took his seat next to Draco.
"Done ... feeding him then?" Ron asked.
"Hm? Oh, yeah," said Harry. Feeding Valen had been his excuse for getting away to talk to Draco.
"Is everyone else gone?" Draco asked, looking around. He suspected Remus and Tonks were "catching up" in the older man's room, since he'd mostly been away for the last couple weeks.
"Yeah ..." said Ron, eyeing Harry and Draco with slight suspicion. "Mum's a bit sad that the baby won't be with her every day anymore."
Harry looked at him. "You know something's up, don't you?" he said.
"See!" said Ron suddenly, turning towards Hermione. "I told you."
Hermione sighed, abandoning her work for a moment. "What is it then?" she asked Harry. "Why have we moved back here?"
"We received a message from Severus saying he believes there is a spy in our house," Draco explained.
Ron started slightly, putting his mug down on the table with a clunk.
"Spy?" said Hermione, sounding like she thought that was rather ridiculous.
"It was in that letter Draco got last Sunday," said Harry.
Draco nodded. "It has always been a possibility," he sighed, "but this means that Severus has reason to believe it is true."
"Are you suggesting someone in my family - my family, is a spy for You-Know-Who?!" Ron spat, ears going red.
"We're not suggesting anything," said Harry. He knew how touchy Ron was about family since Charlie had ....
Draco frowned and shook his head. "The person need not even be aware they are doing it," he said. "They would most likely be under Imperius."
Ron was breathing slightly heavier after his outburst and sat back in his chair forcefully, the flush spreading to his cheeks now.
Hermione stepped over to the table and sat beside him, laying a hand on his arm in understanding.
"Snape said there is a spy," Harry said quietly after a minute. "I don't think he would lie about such a thing. But we're not saying that anyone has betrayed us."
Draco nodded, petting his son, who was a bit distressed by the tension in the room.
Ron picked his tea up to take a drink but then he clunked it back down again. "One of my brothers or - or Mum or Dad is being - being ... controlled by You-Know-Who?"
Harry winced slightly and nodded. "According to Snape," he said.
"Have you spoken to Snape?" Hermione asked, hand still on Ron's arm.
"Not yet," Draco said, not looking up from his tea.
"Well don't you think you should go?" Hermione said seriously.
"We've wanted to," said Harry, "but we didn't have anyone to watch Valen. We can't ... leave him with anyone anymore ... just in case."
"We need you to take care of him when we go," Draco said, looking up, meeting Ron's eyes as he did. He wanted him to see how much he trusted the other man and how important that was.
Ron stared at Draco and then at Valen. "You trust me with-"
"Of course we do," said Harry. "Ron, I'd trust you with anything. You know that. Both of you."
Draco only nodded, still looking at Ron.
Ron looked up again. "I - He'll be safe with me - us. He'll be safe with us. I swear to you."
"I know," Draco said, smiling.
Harry took a large breath and smiled softly as well.
"So ... you're going to see Snape then?" asked Hermione.
Harry nodded. "And we'll be heading back to the Ministry on Sunday, like Lee said."
"So that means we should go to Hogsmeade tomorrow," Draco pointed out.
Harry sighed and nodded. "So, can you two watch him tomorrow?"
"Of course, Harry," said Hermione.
"I know I don't need to tell you this, but it's important that Valen only be with you two," said Harry. "No one else."
Draco looked down at the now sleeping child. He smiled at the little faces their son made in his slumber.
Ron nodded firmly but was quiet.
"You don't need to worry, Harry," said Hermione. "We'll take care of him. Only us."
***
The following day found Harry and Draco leaving Valen with Ron and Hermione as they made their way to Hogsmeade and then to the Hog's Head, hoping that Snape would be available. Aberforth ended up Apparating them to the boulder in the forest to check, as he didn't know himself, and there the three stood after prodding the rock, waiting for Snape.
They stood nervously, waiting. It took a lot longer than previous times and finally Snape showed up, looking a bit annoyed. "What are you two doing here?" he snapped.
Harry frowned. "I would think that would be rather obvious," he said.
"Since you are here," he sneered, "we had better get inside." He stepped forward and took hold of Draco, Apparating them into the room.
Harry sighed and held his arm out to Aberforth, shaking his head. Once inside the room, he turned to his former professor. "We're here about the information you sent about the spy," he said, although he figured Snape knew that from what Harry had said a moment ago.
Snape frowned. "So why didn't you tell me about your son?" he asked.
Harry frowned too. "You knew he was coming," he said quietly before glancing at Draco quickly.
Draco sighed and sat down in one of the chairs, gesturing for everyone else to sit down.
Snape crossed his arms and still stood, glaring at his his godson. "He can't have been due for months," he insisted.
Harry sat next to Draco and Aberforth sat in another empty seat. The man was looking confused about the whole conversation.
"It only took about half the time of a normal pregnancy," said Harry. "And yes, I was pregnant," he said for Aberforth's sake.
The old man's eyes grew only slightly wide and he stroked his beard absently, nodding for the conversation to continue.
Snape regarded them both suspiciously for a moment and then nodded. "Finding out about it through Macnair was disconcerting," he said.
"I would expect so," Draco said. "Did he tell you what happened?"
"Not in detail," Snape answered. "He bragged that he had killed you and that Potter had a son."
Harry's hands tightened slightly at Snape's words. "Draco was dead," he said quietly.
Snape's frown deepened. "Explain that," he said harshly.
Draco put his face in his hands.
"I can bring him back to life with my magic," Harry said, still quiet. "It's because of the bond. I don't think ... I don't think that it's the first time it's happened."
Draco took a deep breath and uncovered his face. "Like that time in here last June," he explained, "only I was cold longer and, apparently, not breathing."
Harry nodded, wincing again from that unpleasant memory.
"I ... see," Snape answered, looking more grim than usual. "So you were captured again?"
"Yes," said Harry. "I had the baby then. Went through ... labour all through the night and some of the morning too."
"Mother was there," Draco said. "It's how he was able to get us out of the Manor."
Snape closed his eyes, looking pained and nodding. "So that's how he knew," he said.
"Knew what?" asked Harry, watching Snape's slightly odd behaviour closely.
"About you having a child," Snape said with a huff. "I couldn't understand how he had found out. He made it sound like he had captured Draco and got the information out of him before he died. He didn't mention Narcissa."
Harry frowned. "So then ... where is she?"
"I do not know," Snape said quietly.
"I believe she was under Imperius to help him," Draco said, very quiet as well, "but she resisted him when it came to killing me."
Harry sighed sadly. He found he didn't really know what to say on the matter.
"When Harry and Valen got away and I ... died," Draco said, "he seemed to abandon his plan."
"I don't know what happened after I left," said Harry, "but I came back with Order members and ... brought Draco back to life."
Snape winced at the description but didn't say anything more.
"His name is Valentine," Draco said softly.
Harry nodded. "Voldemort knows about him," he said quietly. "He sent me a dream."
"Yes," Snape answered. "And someone in your household has told him details of the lives of those in your Manor."
And this is where Harry was interested. "And you don't know who?" he said.
"No," Snape answered. "Only that they report the comings and goings of everyone under your roof."
Harry closed his eyes and rubbed them. "That could be anyone," he said, voice strained.
"Yes," Snape snapped. "If I knew who, I would have sent the information. Now you risk him figuring out that we are meeting."
"Severus," Draco said, "as of yesterday, we are no longer at the Manor."
Harry looked up again and nodded. "We're back at Grimmauld," he said.
"Probably a wise choice," Snape said. "But where is your offspring?"
"With Ron and Hermione," Harry answered. "They're the only ones we know can't be the spy ... and the only ones we trust completely."
Snape nodded. "So there is only one Horcrux left," he said, "and Albus thought it was Nagini."
Harry nodded. "The snake," he said. "He keeps her with him at all times, doesn't he?"
"Yes," Snape said.
"I wouldn't be able to get in and kill the snake anyway," said Harry. "I'm going to have to do it when ... I'm going to have to get her right before him."
Draco nodded, a smug smile on his face. "I know where he is," he said, waiting for their reactions.
"What?" asked Harry incredulously.
"You know the location of Lord Voldemort?" said Aberforth, looking at Draco seriously.
"Yes. Yes I do," Draco said, smirking and raising an eyebrow.
"How can you know if it's under Fidelius?" Harry asked. "That's impossible."
"It isn't under Fidelius," Snape said. "It's protected by a Propulsare Charm."
"A what?" Harry asked.
Draco snorted. "Similar Warding Spell that we use at the Manor," he explained. "No one can get in that hasn't been invited."
"How do you know the location?" Snape asked, regarding Draco curiously.
"I have known for months," Draco said. "Ever since I did a detailed analysis of the Malfoy holdings."
"How can you know?" Harry asked again. "Where?"
"We own an island, remember?" Draco smiled.
"Off Scotland," said Harry slowly, nodding in remembrance.
"A fair amount of financial resources were channelled into that island, but there is no record of its use," Draco explained. "It's how I found the other places they have been using."
"Very clever," Snape said, nodding.
Harry bit his lip. "It's good to know where he is," he said. "But we still can't do anything if it's under that spell, can we? We wouldn't be able to find his location on the island, even if we know he's there somewhere."
"Either we must go to him, or he must come to us," Draco said.
Harry looked to Snape. "I understand that you can only leak us so much information," he said. "But is there any talk of moving out soon? Fighting?"
"There is always talk of fighting," Snape said with a sigh, "but I suspect he is planning some kind of attack. I don't have information yet."
Harry sighed and nodded, choosing to put up a strong front rather than show his frustration. "We have our own plans," he said.
"Good," Snape said. "I need to get back before I am missed. I will send word if I learn more about your spy."
Draco stood and then frowned. "Does the spy report on Order meetings?" he asked.
Harry looked at Snape intently, waiting for his answer. "We just had one," he said.
Snape seemed to consider the question. "No," he said. "I don't think the spy has given any details of the meetings. Which may indicate he or she is not present during them."
Harry frowned. "But everyone in the house is a member except ... Fleur ...." he said.
Draco winced at the conclusion, knowing it was a strong possibility. "Do we know how long the spy has been in our house?" he asked.
Harry clenched his teeth. It would only figure that Valen's godmother would be the one Voldemort had used.
Snape frowned again, looking curiously at the two of them. "I will see if I can find out how long the contact as been there," he asked. "Now, we really must go."
Draco stood and waited for him to Apparate them out.
Harry got to his feet as well, ready for the routine. Within a moment, he was standing outside with Aberforth and waiting for Draco.
Draco gratefully stepped away from Snape. He was increasingly nervous this close to Voldemort's home-base.
"Thanks," Harry said shortly to both men, taking Draco's arm to Apparate, even though they didn't need to Apparate together anymore.