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Truth Be Told
Chapter Number/Total: 25/40
Chapter Title: Truth Be Told
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Harry and Draco had taken quite a long nap, both of them exhausted and worn-out. Once they had finally woken up, Harry knew that he needed to talk to his friends. They didn't even know they were back yet and Hermione was probably stricken with worry. Harry and Draco had gotten dressed again, Harry simply wearing loose fitting pyjamas, and had moved out into their sitting room.
"Leakey?" Harry called, taking a seat on the couch.
The elf appeared. "Yes, Master Harry?" he asked.
"Can you please go and get Ron and Hermione? Tell them that we're back, but not loudly if they're in a room full of people. Tell them we want to see them."
Leakey nodded his head, his ears flapping with the movement.
After only about a minute of waiting, Ron and Hermione both appeared with loud cracks, looking both worried and excited.
"What happened?" Hermione asked, launching into questioning straight away.
Draco had ordered breakfast and tea while they were dressing and was now sipping the hot, sweet liquid. He found himself still staring at Harry's belly with fascination, wanting to feel that movement again. He greeted the other two when they arrived. He was wearing what passed for casual clothes for him and was sitting on the sofa with Harry.
"A lot," Harry answered with a sigh. "It was ... strange, and hard, but obviously, we did what we were supposed to. Nothing's changed."
"What did you see?" Hermione asked. "Did you see Dumbledore? Your - your parents? Anything about Horcruxes?"
Harry nodded. "Dumbledore, my parents, Hagrid, Sirius, Snape, Wormtail, Voldemort, myself - spent a great deal of time with me, actually."
"Merlin," said Ron.
"He was quite the little troublemaker even then." Draco smirked, setting his tea down and giving in to the urge to pet Harry's belly again.
Harry smiled at Draco.
"Well, what did you have to do? And what about the Horcrux?" Hermione asked, clearly anxious to hear the rest.
"We got there and Draco couldn’t see the house because it was under Fidelius in the past," Harry said.
Hermione nodded.
"I - I watched my mum and dad from the window for a bit, but it wasn't long before Wormtail and Voldemort showed up. Voldemort went right in the house and my mum ran upstairs with me, I guess, but my dad stayed and fought ...."
Hermione took a seat next to Harry and laid a hand on his arm. Ron sat in the chair near the couch, turning it to face Harry fully.
Harry explained to them the rest of what had happened all the way up until the part with Snape. He paused here and stared at his knees. He didn't know why, but it was hard to think of Snape loving his mother.
"Why was he holding your mum?" Ron asked, seeming confused.
"I told you before that he admired her," Draco said. "Apparently it was more than that. He was in love with her."
Ron's eyes widened and he made a face.
Hermione looked shocked too.
Harry nodded slowly. "He never actually said ... but ... you could just tell. He was crying and ... the look on his face was very - very un-Snape like."
"Wow," said Hermione quietly. "That's ...." But she didn't seem to really know what to say. "I suppose they must have been friends in school then. I bet they worked on the Half-Blood Prince book together, especially if she was doing the same sorts of things for the Ministry."
"No wonder he hates me," Harry said suddenly, staring off at the floor, but not really seeing it. "I mean I know he hates my father still, but really - to hate me so much for that? He hates me because I was there and might have been able to save her ... but I didn't."
"You couldn't," Draco said.
"I would hate someone if they had the chance to save you and didn't," Harry said slowly, looking up from the floor and at Draco. "Even if they technically couldn't have."
Draco sighed but nodded, running soothing circles on Harry's belly.
"Well ... what else?" Hermione asked after a moment.
"We had to leave after that," said Harry. "We took little me from my cot and went back downstairs. Oh, yeah, I forgot. Before we actually went back in time, we walked around the house to get a look at it just in case and the basement had been heavily warded, but it was empty. When we went back, it wasn't empty and I went down there. I think my parents were studying love or something - and death, because the room down there was a sort of work room or office type thing with lots of books and potion-making supplies and things like that. I found a bunch of notebooks with tons of stuff on both subjects and some blue prints, too. The room with the veil at the Ministry, and remember that room we couldn't get into? The one that melted Sirius's knife?"
Ron and Hermione nodded quickly, looking very interested, Hermione especially so.
"I think that room as well. Dumbledore said it held a force that I'm filled with and that Voldemort has none of - I think it's love," Harry finished. He hadn't even told any of this to Draco.
Draco raised eyebrows at both the description of the things found in the basement and the Ministry. It was all news to him.
"What did the notebooks say?" Hermione asked quickly, her eyes wide with curiosity and excitement.
"I don't know," Harry answered. "I was only able to skim some of them, but I brought them back, along with the blue prints and all of the books that were laying around where the notebooks were."
Hermione was nearly bouncing in her seat at that news. "Oh, my goodness! Harry, do you know what this could mean?" she asked. "If your power over Voldemort is love, then what if the answer that could help you defeat him is somewhere in all that information?"
Harry nodded quickly, encouraged and heartened by her response. "That's why I grabbed it," he said.
"Hermione and I can study them and see if we can find out a way to use this. And we still need to find the next Horcrux," Draco added.
"There was nothing there?" Hermione asked, frowning.
"I'm getting to that part," Harry said.
"Well, go on," said Ron. "Tell us the rest of what happened then."
Harry did. He told them all of what had happened, all about Dumbledore and what he had told him, and even about all the funny things his small self had done and about how his first steps had been to Draco. He told them about going back with little Harry and seeing Hagrid and then Sirius and about how strange it had all been. They talked for another hour at least. When Harry finally finished, it was around dinner time.
"And you're sure that was the only thing there that could have had to do with Horcruxes?" Hermione asked. "All you had to do was tell Dumbledore about them?"
Harry nodded. "It is the only thing that makes sense. There's no way we could have found anything else there."
"Merlin," Ron said again.
"Yeah," said Harry, leaning back against the couch.
Hermione looked like she was still thinking about it, but she seemed content enough with Harry's answers.
"You left out something, Harry." Draco smiled and patted his belly.
"Oh," Harry said, smile growing big. "The baby moved."
Hermione was brought immediately from her thoughts and gasped with delight. Ron blushed a little but smiled as well.
"Oh, Harry! Oh, my gosh, that's wonderful!" Hermione said, grasping his arm.
Draco rubbed Harry's belly again, grinning so much it almost hurt.
Harry grinned as well.
"You really are quite ... large for it being only ... what? Your fourth month?" Hermione said, still smiling.
Harry shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, I know," he said.
"The baby's growing faster than normal - well - that's rather obvious, I suppose. It could be ... born soon," said Hermione.
Harry took a deep breath. "Yeah," he said.
Draco nodded, sharing a look with Hermione. "His magical signature is strong too," he said, his voice full of pride.
Hermione smiled. "I'm sure he'll be strong. You both seem pretty confident that it's a boy."
Harry smiled and nodded. "I think I know," he said. "I'm pretty much certain. It's strange, but there you have it."
"We should talk to Severus soon," Draco said, "because I don't think it will be safe for Harry to travel much longer."
Harry nodded.
"Yes, you're right, Draco," said Hermione. "Also ... I think everyone is getting a bit suspicious of something going on. You don't just look like you've gained weight anymore, Harry. You look ... like someone has stuffed a huge ball down your shirt. And you'll probably get bigger than that even."
Draco frowned. "We need to limit who sees him to only those we explicitly trust, and we need to have a talk with them."
"Well, I trust everyone living here," said Harry. "And people in the Order, of course, but they probably won't see me."
"I think everyone who lives here would be safe to tell as far as keeping their mouths shut ... Do you want to tell everyone here?" asked Hermione.
Harry shrugged and looked at Draco.
"Yes," Draco said after a moment's thought. "Remus and Tonks as well. After dinner tonight. Gather everyone in the sitting room."
Harry took another deep breath, blushing a little already at what Fred and George might say.
"Okay," said Hermione. "Don't worry about anything. I'll let everyone know and I'll get Remus and Tonks."
"Thanks, Hermione," said Harry gratefully.
"You have a lot of resting to do, Harry," said Hermione, smiling gently. "This last bit of time is when he'll probably be taking the most energy from you, developing fully and all. And he probably needs to develop most of his magic too. That'll be tiring."
Harry sighed and nodded. "I figured as much," he said.
Draco nodded, but smirked too. He knew that the baby liked it when they shared magic. "So tonight," he confirmed.
"Tonight," Harry answered.
***
Harry had gotten into his traditional robes again for dinner. Everyone kept asking where he and Draco had been all night and most of the day, but Harry had simply told them that he had been tired, which caused everyone to stare suspiciously at him, eyes lingering on the belly that showed even with the robes.
Remus and Tonks had shown up for dinner and they had both stared at Harry with slightly surprised looks. They hadn't seen him at all in a while.
The meal went quickly as Harry was nervous about telling everyone, wondering what they would think, even though he already had the support of Ron, Hermione and Mrs Weasley. Soon, everyone in the house was in the sitting room, waiting to hear what this secret news was. They looked nervous, seemingly preparing themselves for the worst.
Harry took a deep breath and sat up a bit straighter on the sofa where he was sitting next to Draco. Everyone was so quiet and anxious that this small thing caught their attention and all eyes landed on Harry.
He flushed a little and stared at the floor for a minute before taking Draco's hand and looking up again.
Draco had been too nervous to eat much at dinner and he was having an increasingly difficult time not touching Harry's belly. It was becoming a near obsession for him. Now he sat holding his husband's hand with a lot of expectant and worried faces turned to them. "We have an announcement," he said. "We can appreciate that some of you, probably all of you, have been worried about Harry's health."
Tonks was standing nervously next to an armchair that Remus was sitting in. She gripped the older man's shoulder when Draco spoke. Remus himself was frowning and leaning forward in the chair.
Only Ron, Hermione and Mrs Weasley were not looking nervous. They stared around at everyone else's faces, knowledge in their eyes and small, similar smiles on their lips.
"I'm fine," Harry assured the room. "I'm not sick. I'm not dying." He let out a small, nervous laugh. "I'm ..." he took another deep breath, "pregnant."
There was complete utter silence for what felt like forever. A pin could have dropped and been heard.
Mr Weasley looked very confused, as did everyone else. "Huh?" said Fred and George in unison. Bill's eyebrows rose high on his forehead. Fleur looked at Harry like she thought he was a little mad. Charlie was looking at him with a sceptical expression, as if waiting for the punch line. And the three in the know beamed, Mrs Weasley and Hermione especially.
Tonks gasped and Remus laughed. "If it was anyone else, I would think you were joking," he said.
Draco nodded. "He really is pregnant," he said. "And before you ask, we aren't exactly sure how it works. We just know that it was the result of a combination of his wild magic and the Manor's Ancestral Magics."
"So you aren't joking?" said Fred, staring at Harry and Draco with his mouth open.
Harry blushed again and shook his head. "No, we're not joking," he said.
Fred and George both looked speechless.
"'Ow long?" Fleur asked, eyes wide.
"Since October," Draco said, "but the child is growing faster than a conventional pregnancy."
Harry nodded. "As you can see," he said, laying a hand on his stomach.
"Merlin!" said George. "I thought you were just getting fat and you're having a baby?!"
Mrs Weasley frowned at her son but then smiled when she looked at Harry again.
"You still have ... your parts, don't you?" Fred asked, looking a bit horrified.
Harry flushed brighter. "Yes," he said through his teeth.
Draco blushed and said, "Definitely." He looked around. "It is a magical pregnancy. He is still male. Apparently, he wanted this and his magic did what it always does: it made it happen."
"Well ... that's ... something," said Bill, shaking his head and staring at Harry and Draco.
"Quite," said Charlie, face similar to Bill's.
"It's lovely," said Mrs Weasley, smiling. "I've known for a little while. I've been helping Harry with some things - vitamins and such."
Harry nodded, smiling at Mrs Weasley. "It has to be a secret," he said to the rest of the room. "I don't think I need to tell you why."
Remus shook his head. "Lily and James would be so excited," he said, wistfully, sounding a bit choked up.
"We think the baby will be ... ready ... in the next month. And Harry will need a lot of rest," Draco said, sounding a bit worried despite his efforts to sound calm.
Harry smiled softly at Lupin's comment and squeezed Draco's hand, turning his face to look at him when he spoke.
"Don't hesitate to ask for anything, Harry," said Mrs Weasley. "We'll all be glad to help out."
Harry smiled. "Thanks," he said.
Fred cleared his throat. "Erm ... if you still have your bits ... how exactly are you supposed to have a kid?"
Harry frowned. "I - I don't know," he said.
Hermione looked up at Draco.
"That is one aspect we aren't completely clear on," Draco said, "but then this is a magical pregnancy, so I expect the solution may be there as well."
Harry let out a quiet breath and nodded.
"Well, I believe congratulations are in order," said Mr Weasley, smiling. "I'm happy for you, boys."
"You blokes certainly do move fast," said Charlie, amused.
Harry smiled and gave a little shrug.
Draco smiled and allowed his hand to slide over Harry's belly, resting comfortably there with his husband's.
"All of this should make Draco happy," Harry said, smiling at him, "because he has been having to keep himself from doing this in front of you lot and can hardly keep his hands away."
Everyone chuckled.
Draco blushed but didn't move his hand, pressing it into Harry's flesh and happy when he felt the baby push back.
Harry smiled at Draco again, having felt the movement as well.
"Do you know what ze sex iz?" asked Fleur.
"A boy. We're pretty sure," said Harry.
"How about a name?" asked Mrs Weasley, still beaming.
"We haven't decided yet," Harry answered.
"Malfoy for a surname," Draco said emphatically.
Harry snorted quietly at Draco’s tone.
"No Potter at all?" asked Mr Weasley, seeming a bit surprised.
Harry shrugged. "I assure you, he's half mine," he said with a small grin, "but I figure it's fitting for the name to be Malfoy, as the Manor wanted a Malfoy heir. It's why I'm pregnant in the first place."
Draco nodded, pleased with Harry's answer. He closed his eyes, feeling that pulse of magic. It was warm and bright.
"Oh, it's been so long since there's been a baby," said Mrs Weasley, seeming excited. "I know you probably don't want a mad old woman around, but I really can't wait."
Harry laughed. "Mrs Weasley, believe me, we don't think you're a mad old woman, and we'll certainly want you around."
Draco blinked, opening his eyes. "Actually, we hope you will be willing to teach us about infants," he said. "Until recently, I had never even held a small child."
"Oh, certainly," she said, and then frowned a bit. "Is there someone you know who's had a baby, dear?"
Harry froze slightly, unsure what it would matter if everyone found out they had gone back in time.
Draco exchanged glances with Harry, realising his mistake. He looked toward Hermione to see what she thought.
Hermione gave him a small shrug and everyone was looking at Draco expectantly, waiting for an answer.
"Does it matter if we tell them?" Harry asked, whispering in Draco's ear, and surely now, the curiosity and suspicion had increased.
Draco thought hard about what they knew. "Some basics should be fine," he said. Then he looked at them, smirking. "The only child I have ever held is Harry," he said with a laugh.
"What?" asked Mrs Weasley, confused.
Harry sighed. "And yet another secret," he said. "We went back in time. That's where we were last night - with me, as a one-year-old."
The range of expressions were much the same as they had been when Harry had said he was pregnant.
"Dumbledore left us a message and a Timekey that told us we needed to be there the night Lily and James died," Draco explained.
Mrs Weasley gasped.
"You went to that night?" Mr Weasley asked, eyes wide. "Did you see their - their deaths?"
Harry nodded sadly. "Yeah," he said.
"And Dumbledore?" asked Bill, leaning forward.
Harry nodded again.
Remus's face was one of shock and confusion, and pain. "You were there?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
"We couldn't interfere but we protected and took care of little Harry until Hagrid and Sirius showed up," Draco said, watching Remus carefully.
Harry stared at Lupin as well. "We couldn't," he said quietly. "There was nothing I could do."
"Oh, Harry," said Mrs Weasley sadly.
"We saw Pettigrew there as well," Draco added.
Harry nodded, scowling in disgust. "He couldn't even go in," he said.
"We were able to learn exactly what happened that night, to tell Dumbledore what needed to be done and to take care of little Harry," Draco said, smirking a bit at the last part.
Harry nodded.
"So you ... went back in time to tell Dumbledore what to do with you?" Mr Weasley asked, sounding amazed.
"Yeah," said Harry. "Strange, isn't it?"
"Very," said Bill.
"What was the point of going there?" asked George. "What did you find out?"
Harry was silent for a moment, thinking, but then he realised that there were people in the room who could very possibly help him. "We found some things in my parents' basement," he said looking at Lupin. "Things having to do with their work in the Department of Mysteries."
Remus's eyes widened at that and he sat up straighter. "You saw what they were working on?" he asked.
Harry nodded quickly. "Yeah," he said. "Well, I think what they were working on at the time anyway. I didn't have a chance to look through it all, but I took everything that looked like it had been recently looked at or worked on. Notebooks on love and death. Blueprints of rooms in the Ministry. The one where ... Sirius died, and I think another room there as well."
Draco nodded, realising it also might lead to more information about what happened to Sirius.
Remus looked quite alert now. "I would be willing to help with that research," he said.
Harry nodded. "I think we'll be able to use all the help we can get, and also," he glanced at Tonks and Mr Weasley, "I don't want to jeopardise anyone's job, but it's possible that we may need to get into the Ministry again to take a look at those rooms. I have my Invisibility Cloak, and Moody has his if he's willing to help. I think this could lead to a way to help me destroy Voldemort."
"Sure, Harry," Tonks replied quickly and Remus patted her hand on his shoulder, nodding to Harry.
"It's been a long day and we can talk more about this tomorrow," Draco said. "I want Harry to get more rest now."
***
Harry felt almost sick to his stomach when the time came to see Snape. He knew that Snape, obviously, would remember exactly what had happened and what Harry had seen, and it was strange because Harry preferred to think of Snape as he had always saw him. That cold, dark, horrid man who hardly cared for anyone in the world except himself. It unnerved him to think of Snape loving someone, and it made him even more uncomfortable to think about who Snape had been in love with. Even though it was technically Snape who had had a part of himself unintentionally revealed, Harry felt like the vulnerable one.
Aberforth had taken them to the usual spot and they were waiting for the man now, Harry nervously tapping his foot.
Snape appeared quickly this time and regarded them both with a calculating look. "So you've seen," he said gruffly. "Let's get inside."
Draco nodded in response to both statements and took Severus's arm, reluctantly releasing Harry's hand.
Harry didn't meet Snape's eyes or even look at his face. He took Aberforth's arm, but when they all four had Apparated inside, Aberforth turned to Snape and nodded. "Severus," he said in what seemed like a greeting and a goodbye all in one. After a moment, he Disapperated.
Harry frowned and raised an eyebrow, but then moved back over to Draco, taking his hand again.
Severus huffed and sat down that the table. "You spoke with Dumbledore then?" he asked.
Harry nodded. "Yeah," he said quietly, hesitantly taking a seat at the table as well.
Draco sat beside him. "I am sorry, Severus," the blond said quietly.
Harry bit his lip and glanced up at Snape. He didn't say anything, feeling ashamed almost.
Snape nodded. "It was a long time ago," he said, but the pain in his voice made it seem a lie.
Harry had no idea if he should say anything. He didn't know if Snape would want him to say anything. There was still such hostility between them that this couldn't possibly take away.
"What happened?" Snape snapped. "I hope it was worth it. That you learned something of value."
"We did, I believe," Harry said, for once not getting angry with Snape's tone. "In the basement of the house."
"I never looked in the basement," Snape said quietly, his eyes looking far away, thinking back to that time.
"You couldn't have stopped him," Draco said, looking between the two men. "Neither of you, even if you had tried," he continued.
Harry sighed quietly and stared at the table top.
"I didn't know they had made Pettigrew their Secret Keeper," Severus said, not looking at either of them. "I found out too late."
"Not even Dumbledore knew," Harry said. "Only them and Sirius."
"I came as soon as I found out," Severus said, almost to himself.
Draco nodded. "And even if you had gotten there earlier," the blond said, "he would have killed you too."
Harry took a deep breath and nodded. "And then ... and then we wouldn't have had you for a spy for all these years ... and who knows what may have happened." It was the closest Harry had ever come to actually saying something nice about Snape willingly.
"After you two left, the others came," Snape continued. "Pettigrew had gone for help. Apparently, you upset him."
"The Death Eaters," Harry said, frowning.
Snape nodded. "Malfoy, Nott, and some of his other followers. They were looking for their Lord. They would have taken Harry if they had found him then," he explained. "But you two had taken him with you."
"We were just in time," Harry said. "We left for Dumbledore after we took the things from the basement and then we came back to the house and no one was there."
"They ransacked the place," Snape said with a nod. "Whatever you took from the basement, they would have had. I hope you retrieved what we needed."
Harry took another deep breath. "Yeah. I think we got everything and did everything we needed," he said firmly. "And what we did get is likely very important."
Snape breathed a large sigh and nodded. "I did what Albus asked me to," he said, seeming as if he was shrugging off a large weight. "Now use it well," he said, looking Harry directly in the eyes.
Harry gave one firm nod. "I will," he said.
Snape held his gaze for a moment and then nodded. "So, when are you due?" he asked.
Harry was a bit startled by the casual question. "Oh, erm ... I'm not sure exactly. Soon, I think. It's growing faster than a usual baby."
Snape regarded him curiously, looking between him and Draco. "Did you do this deliberately?" he asked.
Draco smirked, shaking his head.
Harry blushed a little. "It sort of just - happened," he said.
Severus raised an eyebrow. "You seem quite prone to magical accidents," he observed.
"Yeah," said Harry, wincing a little. "A bit. But this is a good one. Actually ... they've all been pretty good." He squeezed Draco's hand.
Snape rolled his eyes and huffed. "So how will you ... remove it?" he asked.
"We don't know," Harry answered. "This has never happened before so ... we're sort of just ... clueless about it, really."
Snape cocked his head, looking at Draco.
Draco's face was serious, nodding to his godfather to indicate that he was aware of the difficulties this presented.
"Erm ...." Harry said awkwardly, "do you think you might know how it could be," he gulped, "removed or - whatever it is that's going to happen?"
"I have heard of something like this happening only a couple times in magical history," Snape said.
"You have?" Harry asked quickly. Not even Hermione had been able to find anything.
"One involved a man who had been transformed into a woman and then had congress with a man. When he returned to his true form, he found he was pregnant," Snape said.
Harry frowned. "Well, erm ... I believe I was still very much a man when we ... erm ...well ... yeah." He blushed again.
"Hardly a case one would want to use anyway, since the man tried to have it removed and died," Snape said dismissively.
Draco scowled at him.
Harry paled a bit. "Oh," he said, sounding sick.
"It had, apparently, attached itself to a couple major internal organs ...." Snape went on to explain.
"Severus!" Draco interrupted him. "I don't think that applies here."
Harry's eyes were wide as he stared at Snape, going even paler.
Draco reached for Harry's hand. "This pregnancy was made by Harry and the Malfoy Manor's magic," Draco said, "which means, I doubt it would have the same consequences."
"Yes," Snape agreed, "it may have been unintentional on your parts, but not on the Manor's."
Harry released a very shaky breath, clutching Draco's hand in a death grip.
"But it may require magical intervention to come to term safely," he continued.
"I have considered that," Draco said firmly. "But St. Mungo’s is not safe for any of us."
"Ask Madame Pomfrey," Snape said, "I think she can be trusted."
"Isn't she busy at Hogwarts?" Harry asked, voice a bit higher than usual. He cleared his throat.
"Yes," Snape said, "but you really should see a Mediwitch to be safe."
"I will look into it, Severus," Draco said. "How are you doing?"
Harry sat quietly, thinking about what the upcoming month was going to be like.
"As well as can be expected," he said. "And you are right to stay concealed. They cannot know about this."
Harry looked up at that, a sudden fierce protectiveness coming over him. "No, they cannot," he said. "And I'd like to see them try anything," he hissed angrily.
"I would rather not see any such thing," Draco said. "We should go."
Harry sighed and nodded, pushing himself up from his chair with the help of the table. "We have a lot to do, but the main issue here is still Horcruxes. I know there's no need to tell you this, but if you find anything, let us know," he said to Snape.
The man nodded, standing with them.
"I'll go first," Draco said, taking Snape's arm and looking at Harry a bit nervously. He didn't like letting his husband out of his sight.
Harry nodded, giving a little shrug.
Snape Apparated out with Draco and then returned for Harry, almost seeming reluctant about touching him.
Harry didn't particularly want to touch Snape either, he was still not at all fond of the man, but he reached out and took his arm, not liking the fact that Draco was standing outside alone.
Draco was relieved to see Harry again and took his hand immediately. He nodded his goodbye to his godfather and Apparated himself and Harry home.
Chapter Title: Truth Be Told
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Harry and Draco had taken quite a long nap, both of them exhausted and worn-out. Once they had finally woken up, Harry knew that he needed to talk to his friends. They didn't even know they were back yet and Hermione was probably stricken with worry. Harry and Draco had gotten dressed again, Harry simply wearing loose fitting pyjamas, and had moved out into their sitting room.
"Leakey?" Harry called, taking a seat on the couch.
The elf appeared. "Yes, Master Harry?" he asked.
"Can you please go and get Ron and Hermione? Tell them that we're back, but not loudly if they're in a room full of people. Tell them we want to see them."
Leakey nodded his head, his ears flapping with the movement.
After only about a minute of waiting, Ron and Hermione both appeared with loud cracks, looking both worried and excited.
"What happened?" Hermione asked, launching into questioning straight away.
Draco had ordered breakfast and tea while they were dressing and was now sipping the hot, sweet liquid. He found himself still staring at Harry's belly with fascination, wanting to feel that movement again. He greeted the other two when they arrived. He was wearing what passed for casual clothes for him and was sitting on the sofa with Harry.
"A lot," Harry answered with a sigh. "It was ... strange, and hard, but obviously, we did what we were supposed to. Nothing's changed."
"What did you see?" Hermione asked. "Did you see Dumbledore? Your - your parents? Anything about Horcruxes?"
Harry nodded. "Dumbledore, my parents, Hagrid, Sirius, Snape, Wormtail, Voldemort, myself - spent a great deal of time with me, actually."
"Merlin," said Ron.
"He was quite the little troublemaker even then." Draco smirked, setting his tea down and giving in to the urge to pet Harry's belly again.
Harry smiled at Draco.
"Well, what did you have to do? And what about the Horcrux?" Hermione asked, clearly anxious to hear the rest.
"We got there and Draco couldn’t see the house because it was under Fidelius in the past," Harry said.
Hermione nodded.
"I - I watched my mum and dad from the window for a bit, but it wasn't long before Wormtail and Voldemort showed up. Voldemort went right in the house and my mum ran upstairs with me, I guess, but my dad stayed and fought ...."
Hermione took a seat next to Harry and laid a hand on his arm. Ron sat in the chair near the couch, turning it to face Harry fully.
Harry explained to them the rest of what had happened all the way up until the part with Snape. He paused here and stared at his knees. He didn't know why, but it was hard to think of Snape loving his mother.
"Why was he holding your mum?" Ron asked, seeming confused.
"I told you before that he admired her," Draco said. "Apparently it was more than that. He was in love with her."
Ron's eyes widened and he made a face.
Hermione looked shocked too.
Harry nodded slowly. "He never actually said ... but ... you could just tell. He was crying and ... the look on his face was very - very un-Snape like."
"Wow," said Hermione quietly. "That's ...." But she didn't seem to really know what to say. "I suppose they must have been friends in school then. I bet they worked on the Half-Blood Prince book together, especially if she was doing the same sorts of things for the Ministry."
"No wonder he hates me," Harry said suddenly, staring off at the floor, but not really seeing it. "I mean I know he hates my father still, but really - to hate me so much for that? He hates me because I was there and might have been able to save her ... but I didn't."
"You couldn't," Draco said.
"I would hate someone if they had the chance to save you and didn't," Harry said slowly, looking up from the floor and at Draco. "Even if they technically couldn't have."
Draco sighed but nodded, running soothing circles on Harry's belly.
"Well ... what else?" Hermione asked after a moment.
"We had to leave after that," said Harry. "We took little me from my cot and went back downstairs. Oh, yeah, I forgot. Before we actually went back in time, we walked around the house to get a look at it just in case and the basement had been heavily warded, but it was empty. When we went back, it wasn't empty and I went down there. I think my parents were studying love or something - and death, because the room down there was a sort of work room or office type thing with lots of books and potion-making supplies and things like that. I found a bunch of notebooks with tons of stuff on both subjects and some blue prints, too. The room with the veil at the Ministry, and remember that room we couldn't get into? The one that melted Sirius's knife?"
Ron and Hermione nodded quickly, looking very interested, Hermione especially so.
"I think that room as well. Dumbledore said it held a force that I'm filled with and that Voldemort has none of - I think it's love," Harry finished. He hadn't even told any of this to Draco.
Draco raised eyebrows at both the description of the things found in the basement and the Ministry. It was all news to him.
"What did the notebooks say?" Hermione asked quickly, her eyes wide with curiosity and excitement.
"I don't know," Harry answered. "I was only able to skim some of them, but I brought them back, along with the blue prints and all of the books that were laying around where the notebooks were."
Hermione was nearly bouncing in her seat at that news. "Oh, my goodness! Harry, do you know what this could mean?" she asked. "If your power over Voldemort is love, then what if the answer that could help you defeat him is somewhere in all that information?"
Harry nodded quickly, encouraged and heartened by her response. "That's why I grabbed it," he said.
"Hermione and I can study them and see if we can find out a way to use this. And we still need to find the next Horcrux," Draco added.
"There was nothing there?" Hermione asked, frowning.
"I'm getting to that part," Harry said.
"Well, go on," said Ron. "Tell us the rest of what happened then."
Harry did. He told them all of what had happened, all about Dumbledore and what he had told him, and even about all the funny things his small self had done and about how his first steps had been to Draco. He told them about going back with little Harry and seeing Hagrid and then Sirius and about how strange it had all been. They talked for another hour at least. When Harry finally finished, it was around dinner time.
"And you're sure that was the only thing there that could have had to do with Horcruxes?" Hermione asked. "All you had to do was tell Dumbledore about them?"
Harry nodded. "It is the only thing that makes sense. There's no way we could have found anything else there."
"Merlin," Ron said again.
"Yeah," said Harry, leaning back against the couch.
Hermione looked like she was still thinking about it, but she seemed content enough with Harry's answers.
"You left out something, Harry." Draco smiled and patted his belly.
"Oh," Harry said, smile growing big. "The baby moved."
Hermione was brought immediately from her thoughts and gasped with delight. Ron blushed a little but smiled as well.
"Oh, Harry! Oh, my gosh, that's wonderful!" Hermione said, grasping his arm.
Draco rubbed Harry's belly again, grinning so much it almost hurt.
Harry grinned as well.
"You really are quite ... large for it being only ... what? Your fourth month?" Hermione said, still smiling.
Harry shrugged and nodded. "Yeah, I know," he said.
"The baby's growing faster than normal - well - that's rather obvious, I suppose. It could be ... born soon," said Hermione.
Harry took a deep breath. "Yeah," he said.
Draco nodded, sharing a look with Hermione. "His magical signature is strong too," he said, his voice full of pride.
Hermione smiled. "I'm sure he'll be strong. You both seem pretty confident that it's a boy."
Harry smiled and nodded. "I think I know," he said. "I'm pretty much certain. It's strange, but there you have it."
"We should talk to Severus soon," Draco said, "because I don't think it will be safe for Harry to travel much longer."
Harry nodded.
"Yes, you're right, Draco," said Hermione. "Also ... I think everyone is getting a bit suspicious of something going on. You don't just look like you've gained weight anymore, Harry. You look ... like someone has stuffed a huge ball down your shirt. And you'll probably get bigger than that even."
Draco frowned. "We need to limit who sees him to only those we explicitly trust, and we need to have a talk with them."
"Well, I trust everyone living here," said Harry. "And people in the Order, of course, but they probably won't see me."
"I think everyone who lives here would be safe to tell as far as keeping their mouths shut ... Do you want to tell everyone here?" asked Hermione.
Harry shrugged and looked at Draco.
"Yes," Draco said after a moment's thought. "Remus and Tonks as well. After dinner tonight. Gather everyone in the sitting room."
Harry took another deep breath, blushing a little already at what Fred and George might say.
"Okay," said Hermione. "Don't worry about anything. I'll let everyone know and I'll get Remus and Tonks."
"Thanks, Hermione," said Harry gratefully.
"You have a lot of resting to do, Harry," said Hermione, smiling gently. "This last bit of time is when he'll probably be taking the most energy from you, developing fully and all. And he probably needs to develop most of his magic too. That'll be tiring."
Harry sighed and nodded. "I figured as much," he said.
Draco nodded, but smirked too. He knew that the baby liked it when they shared magic. "So tonight," he confirmed.
"Tonight," Harry answered.
***
Harry had gotten into his traditional robes again for dinner. Everyone kept asking where he and Draco had been all night and most of the day, but Harry had simply told them that he had been tired, which caused everyone to stare suspiciously at him, eyes lingering on the belly that showed even with the robes.
Remus and Tonks had shown up for dinner and they had both stared at Harry with slightly surprised looks. They hadn't seen him at all in a while.
The meal went quickly as Harry was nervous about telling everyone, wondering what they would think, even though he already had the support of Ron, Hermione and Mrs Weasley. Soon, everyone in the house was in the sitting room, waiting to hear what this secret news was. They looked nervous, seemingly preparing themselves for the worst.
Harry took a deep breath and sat up a bit straighter on the sofa where he was sitting next to Draco. Everyone was so quiet and anxious that this small thing caught their attention and all eyes landed on Harry.
He flushed a little and stared at the floor for a minute before taking Draco's hand and looking up again.
Draco had been too nervous to eat much at dinner and he was having an increasingly difficult time not touching Harry's belly. It was becoming a near obsession for him. Now he sat holding his husband's hand with a lot of expectant and worried faces turned to them. "We have an announcement," he said. "We can appreciate that some of you, probably all of you, have been worried about Harry's health."
Tonks was standing nervously next to an armchair that Remus was sitting in. She gripped the older man's shoulder when Draco spoke. Remus himself was frowning and leaning forward in the chair.
Only Ron, Hermione and Mrs Weasley were not looking nervous. They stared around at everyone else's faces, knowledge in their eyes and small, similar smiles on their lips.
"I'm fine," Harry assured the room. "I'm not sick. I'm not dying." He let out a small, nervous laugh. "I'm ..." he took another deep breath, "pregnant."
There was complete utter silence for what felt like forever. A pin could have dropped and been heard.
Mr Weasley looked very confused, as did everyone else. "Huh?" said Fred and George in unison. Bill's eyebrows rose high on his forehead. Fleur looked at Harry like she thought he was a little mad. Charlie was looking at him with a sceptical expression, as if waiting for the punch line. And the three in the know beamed, Mrs Weasley and Hermione especially.
Tonks gasped and Remus laughed. "If it was anyone else, I would think you were joking," he said.
Draco nodded. "He really is pregnant," he said. "And before you ask, we aren't exactly sure how it works. We just know that it was the result of a combination of his wild magic and the Manor's Ancestral Magics."
"So you aren't joking?" said Fred, staring at Harry and Draco with his mouth open.
Harry blushed again and shook his head. "No, we're not joking," he said.
Fred and George both looked speechless.
"'Ow long?" Fleur asked, eyes wide.
"Since October," Draco said, "but the child is growing faster than a conventional pregnancy."
Harry nodded. "As you can see," he said, laying a hand on his stomach.
"Merlin!" said George. "I thought you were just getting fat and you're having a baby?!"
Mrs Weasley frowned at her son but then smiled when she looked at Harry again.
"You still have ... your parts, don't you?" Fred asked, looking a bit horrified.
Harry flushed brighter. "Yes," he said through his teeth.
Draco blushed and said, "Definitely." He looked around. "It is a magical pregnancy. He is still male. Apparently, he wanted this and his magic did what it always does: it made it happen."
"Well ... that's ... something," said Bill, shaking his head and staring at Harry and Draco.
"Quite," said Charlie, face similar to Bill's.
"It's lovely," said Mrs Weasley, smiling. "I've known for a little while. I've been helping Harry with some things - vitamins and such."
Harry nodded, smiling at Mrs Weasley. "It has to be a secret," he said to the rest of the room. "I don't think I need to tell you why."
Remus shook his head. "Lily and James would be so excited," he said, wistfully, sounding a bit choked up.
"We think the baby will be ... ready ... in the next month. And Harry will need a lot of rest," Draco said, sounding a bit worried despite his efforts to sound calm.
Harry smiled softly at Lupin's comment and squeezed Draco's hand, turning his face to look at him when he spoke.
"Don't hesitate to ask for anything, Harry," said Mrs Weasley. "We'll all be glad to help out."
Harry smiled. "Thanks," he said.
Fred cleared his throat. "Erm ... if you still have your bits ... how exactly are you supposed to have a kid?"
Harry frowned. "I - I don't know," he said.
Hermione looked up at Draco.
"That is one aspect we aren't completely clear on," Draco said, "but then this is a magical pregnancy, so I expect the solution may be there as well."
Harry let out a quiet breath and nodded.
"Well, I believe congratulations are in order," said Mr Weasley, smiling. "I'm happy for you, boys."
"You blokes certainly do move fast," said Charlie, amused.
Harry smiled and gave a little shrug.
Draco smiled and allowed his hand to slide over Harry's belly, resting comfortably there with his husband's.
"All of this should make Draco happy," Harry said, smiling at him, "because he has been having to keep himself from doing this in front of you lot and can hardly keep his hands away."
Everyone chuckled.
Draco blushed but didn't move his hand, pressing it into Harry's flesh and happy when he felt the baby push back.
Harry smiled at Draco again, having felt the movement as well.
"Do you know what ze sex iz?" asked Fleur.
"A boy. We're pretty sure," said Harry.
"How about a name?" asked Mrs Weasley, still beaming.
"We haven't decided yet," Harry answered.
"Malfoy for a surname," Draco said emphatically.
Harry snorted quietly at Draco’s tone.
"No Potter at all?" asked Mr Weasley, seeming a bit surprised.
Harry shrugged. "I assure you, he's half mine," he said with a small grin, "but I figure it's fitting for the name to be Malfoy, as the Manor wanted a Malfoy heir. It's why I'm pregnant in the first place."
Draco nodded, pleased with Harry's answer. He closed his eyes, feeling that pulse of magic. It was warm and bright.
"Oh, it's been so long since there's been a baby," said Mrs Weasley, seeming excited. "I know you probably don't want a mad old woman around, but I really can't wait."
Harry laughed. "Mrs Weasley, believe me, we don't think you're a mad old woman, and we'll certainly want you around."
Draco blinked, opening his eyes. "Actually, we hope you will be willing to teach us about infants," he said. "Until recently, I had never even held a small child."
"Oh, certainly," she said, and then frowned a bit. "Is there someone you know who's had a baby, dear?"
Harry froze slightly, unsure what it would matter if everyone found out they had gone back in time.
Draco exchanged glances with Harry, realising his mistake. He looked toward Hermione to see what she thought.
Hermione gave him a small shrug and everyone was looking at Draco expectantly, waiting for an answer.
"Does it matter if we tell them?" Harry asked, whispering in Draco's ear, and surely now, the curiosity and suspicion had increased.
Draco thought hard about what they knew. "Some basics should be fine," he said. Then he looked at them, smirking. "The only child I have ever held is Harry," he said with a laugh.
"What?" asked Mrs Weasley, confused.
Harry sighed. "And yet another secret," he said. "We went back in time. That's where we were last night - with me, as a one-year-old."
The range of expressions were much the same as they had been when Harry had said he was pregnant.
"Dumbledore left us a message and a Timekey that told us we needed to be there the night Lily and James died," Draco explained.
Mrs Weasley gasped.
"You went to that night?" Mr Weasley asked, eyes wide. "Did you see their - their deaths?"
Harry nodded sadly. "Yeah," he said.
"And Dumbledore?" asked Bill, leaning forward.
Harry nodded again.
Remus's face was one of shock and confusion, and pain. "You were there?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
"We couldn't interfere but we protected and took care of little Harry until Hagrid and Sirius showed up," Draco said, watching Remus carefully.
Harry stared at Lupin as well. "We couldn't," he said quietly. "There was nothing I could do."
"Oh, Harry," said Mrs Weasley sadly.
"We saw Pettigrew there as well," Draco added.
Harry nodded, scowling in disgust. "He couldn't even go in," he said.
"We were able to learn exactly what happened that night, to tell Dumbledore what needed to be done and to take care of little Harry," Draco said, smirking a bit at the last part.
Harry nodded.
"So you ... went back in time to tell Dumbledore what to do with you?" Mr Weasley asked, sounding amazed.
"Yeah," said Harry. "Strange, isn't it?"
"Very," said Bill.
"What was the point of going there?" asked George. "What did you find out?"
Harry was silent for a moment, thinking, but then he realised that there were people in the room who could very possibly help him. "We found some things in my parents' basement," he said looking at Lupin. "Things having to do with their work in the Department of Mysteries."
Remus's eyes widened at that and he sat up straighter. "You saw what they were working on?" he asked.
Harry nodded quickly. "Yeah," he said. "Well, I think what they were working on at the time anyway. I didn't have a chance to look through it all, but I took everything that looked like it had been recently looked at or worked on. Notebooks on love and death. Blueprints of rooms in the Ministry. The one where ... Sirius died, and I think another room there as well."
Draco nodded, realising it also might lead to more information about what happened to Sirius.
Remus looked quite alert now. "I would be willing to help with that research," he said.
Harry nodded. "I think we'll be able to use all the help we can get, and also," he glanced at Tonks and Mr Weasley, "I don't want to jeopardise anyone's job, but it's possible that we may need to get into the Ministry again to take a look at those rooms. I have my Invisibility Cloak, and Moody has his if he's willing to help. I think this could lead to a way to help me destroy Voldemort."
"Sure, Harry," Tonks replied quickly and Remus patted her hand on his shoulder, nodding to Harry.
"It's been a long day and we can talk more about this tomorrow," Draco said. "I want Harry to get more rest now."
***
Harry felt almost sick to his stomach when the time came to see Snape. He knew that Snape, obviously, would remember exactly what had happened and what Harry had seen, and it was strange because Harry preferred to think of Snape as he had always saw him. That cold, dark, horrid man who hardly cared for anyone in the world except himself. It unnerved him to think of Snape loving someone, and it made him even more uncomfortable to think about who Snape had been in love with. Even though it was technically Snape who had had a part of himself unintentionally revealed, Harry felt like the vulnerable one.
Aberforth had taken them to the usual spot and they were waiting for the man now, Harry nervously tapping his foot.
Snape appeared quickly this time and regarded them both with a calculating look. "So you've seen," he said gruffly. "Let's get inside."
Draco nodded in response to both statements and took Severus's arm, reluctantly releasing Harry's hand.
Harry didn't meet Snape's eyes or even look at his face. He took Aberforth's arm, but when they all four had Apparated inside, Aberforth turned to Snape and nodded. "Severus," he said in what seemed like a greeting and a goodbye all in one. After a moment, he Disapperated.
Harry frowned and raised an eyebrow, but then moved back over to Draco, taking his hand again.
Severus huffed and sat down that the table. "You spoke with Dumbledore then?" he asked.
Harry nodded. "Yeah," he said quietly, hesitantly taking a seat at the table as well.
Draco sat beside him. "I am sorry, Severus," the blond said quietly.
Harry bit his lip and glanced up at Snape. He didn't say anything, feeling ashamed almost.
Snape nodded. "It was a long time ago," he said, but the pain in his voice made it seem a lie.
Harry had no idea if he should say anything. He didn't know if Snape would want him to say anything. There was still such hostility between them that this couldn't possibly take away.
"What happened?" Snape snapped. "I hope it was worth it. That you learned something of value."
"We did, I believe," Harry said, for once not getting angry with Snape's tone. "In the basement of the house."
"I never looked in the basement," Snape said quietly, his eyes looking far away, thinking back to that time.
"You couldn't have stopped him," Draco said, looking between the two men. "Neither of you, even if you had tried," he continued.
Harry sighed quietly and stared at the table top.
"I didn't know they had made Pettigrew their Secret Keeper," Severus said, not looking at either of them. "I found out too late."
"Not even Dumbledore knew," Harry said. "Only them and Sirius."
"I came as soon as I found out," Severus said, almost to himself.
Draco nodded. "And even if you had gotten there earlier," the blond said, "he would have killed you too."
Harry took a deep breath and nodded. "And then ... and then we wouldn't have had you for a spy for all these years ... and who knows what may have happened." It was the closest Harry had ever come to actually saying something nice about Snape willingly.
"After you two left, the others came," Snape continued. "Pettigrew had gone for help. Apparently, you upset him."
"The Death Eaters," Harry said, frowning.
Snape nodded. "Malfoy, Nott, and some of his other followers. They were looking for their Lord. They would have taken Harry if they had found him then," he explained. "But you two had taken him with you."
"We were just in time," Harry said. "We left for Dumbledore after we took the things from the basement and then we came back to the house and no one was there."
"They ransacked the place," Snape said with a nod. "Whatever you took from the basement, they would have had. I hope you retrieved what we needed."
Harry took another deep breath. "Yeah. I think we got everything and did everything we needed," he said firmly. "And what we did get is likely very important."
Snape breathed a large sigh and nodded. "I did what Albus asked me to," he said, seeming as if he was shrugging off a large weight. "Now use it well," he said, looking Harry directly in the eyes.
Harry gave one firm nod. "I will," he said.
Snape held his gaze for a moment and then nodded. "So, when are you due?" he asked.
Harry was a bit startled by the casual question. "Oh, erm ... I'm not sure exactly. Soon, I think. It's growing faster than a usual baby."
Snape regarded him curiously, looking between him and Draco. "Did you do this deliberately?" he asked.
Draco smirked, shaking his head.
Harry blushed a little. "It sort of just - happened," he said.
Severus raised an eyebrow. "You seem quite prone to magical accidents," he observed.
"Yeah," said Harry, wincing a little. "A bit. But this is a good one. Actually ... they've all been pretty good." He squeezed Draco's hand.
Snape rolled his eyes and huffed. "So how will you ... remove it?" he asked.
"We don't know," Harry answered. "This has never happened before so ... we're sort of just ... clueless about it, really."
Snape cocked his head, looking at Draco.
Draco's face was serious, nodding to his godfather to indicate that he was aware of the difficulties this presented.
"Erm ...." Harry said awkwardly, "do you think you might know how it could be," he gulped, "removed or - whatever it is that's going to happen?"
"I have heard of something like this happening only a couple times in magical history," Snape said.
"You have?" Harry asked quickly. Not even Hermione had been able to find anything.
"One involved a man who had been transformed into a woman and then had congress with a man. When he returned to his true form, he found he was pregnant," Snape said.
Harry frowned. "Well, erm ... I believe I was still very much a man when we ... erm ...well ... yeah." He blushed again.
"Hardly a case one would want to use anyway, since the man tried to have it removed and died," Snape said dismissively.
Draco scowled at him.
Harry paled a bit. "Oh," he said, sounding sick.
"It had, apparently, attached itself to a couple major internal organs ...." Snape went on to explain.
"Severus!" Draco interrupted him. "I don't think that applies here."
Harry's eyes were wide as he stared at Snape, going even paler.
Draco reached for Harry's hand. "This pregnancy was made by Harry and the Malfoy Manor's magic," Draco said, "which means, I doubt it would have the same consequences."
"Yes," Snape agreed, "it may have been unintentional on your parts, but not on the Manor's."
Harry released a very shaky breath, clutching Draco's hand in a death grip.
"But it may require magical intervention to come to term safely," he continued.
"I have considered that," Draco said firmly. "But St. Mungo’s is not safe for any of us."
"Ask Madame Pomfrey," Snape said, "I think she can be trusted."
"Isn't she busy at Hogwarts?" Harry asked, voice a bit higher than usual. He cleared his throat.
"Yes," Snape said, "but you really should see a Mediwitch to be safe."
"I will look into it, Severus," Draco said. "How are you doing?"
Harry sat quietly, thinking about what the upcoming month was going to be like.
"As well as can be expected," he said. "And you are right to stay concealed. They cannot know about this."
Harry looked up at that, a sudden fierce protectiveness coming over him. "No, they cannot," he said. "And I'd like to see them try anything," he hissed angrily.
"I would rather not see any such thing," Draco said. "We should go."
Harry sighed and nodded, pushing himself up from his chair with the help of the table. "We have a lot to do, but the main issue here is still Horcruxes. I know there's no need to tell you this, but if you find anything, let us know," he said to Snape.
The man nodded, standing with them.
"I'll go first," Draco said, taking Snape's arm and looking at Harry a bit nervously. He didn't like letting his husband out of his sight.
Harry nodded, giving a little shrug.
Snape Apparated out with Draco and then returned for Harry, almost seeming reluctant about touching him.
Harry didn't particularly want to touch Snape either, he was still not at all fond of the man, but he reached out and took his arm, not liking the fact that Draco was standing outside alone.
Draco was relieved to see Harry again and took his hand immediately. He nodded his goodbye to his godfather and Apparated himself and Harry home.