Misplaced Trust 2

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Chapter 25

The next day was the wedding of Phoebus and Hydra. Phoebus was in the Gryfindoor dorms wearing his wedding dress. It was a bright white that showed off his cleavage and his curves. Rosemary was adding a few crystals to the viel while Cameron was sleeping in the basinet. Kaleb knocked on the door, poking his head in.

"Hello, ladies. How is everything coming along?" Rosemary smiles.

"Good just getting Phoebus ready and keeping him from being a run away bride." Phoebus pouts.

"I wont run away just... hide." Kaleb rolls his eyes.

"I'm sure Hydra would be thrilled to hear it." he said. "He's beside himself at the moment. Scared stiff you'll change your mind." Phoebus breathes deeply resting his hand on his stomach.

"Maybe i should have listened to mama and not eaten that bagel. It feels like a rock now." Kaleb blinked.

"You're not going to be sick, are you?" Phoebus shakes his head.

"I hope not i havent started those potions yet." he covers his mouth fast.

No one knew about their plans to get pregnant but Mimi. Kaleb shrugged.

"A calming draught shouldn't make you ill." he said calmly.

Rosemary looks up at him then walks around the couch and stands in front of him.

"What potion Phoebus?" Phoebus bites his lip.

"Fertility potions for men... im going to start taking them tomorrow." Kaleb's jaw drops.

"You...wh....where will it come out of?!" Rosemary glares at Kaleb.

"The potions will create a birth canal. Phoebus... have you told mama and daddy?" Phoebus shakes his head.

"We didnt want to tell anyone if it failed." Kaleb, a bit green at the thought of anything changing up a person's insides, bites his lip.

"You know...you could adopt. There are a lot of kids that...well, don't have anywhere else to go." he says, then looks away with an embarassed blush.

He hadn't meant to say that... Phoebus and Rosemary both shot glares at Kaleb.

"We want our own child Kaleb." Rosemary shakes her head.

"If Hydra and Phoebus want their own children we should let them have their own children." Kaleb nods, keeping his mouth shut.

He'd been hoping to brooch the subject with Rosie himself soon, but he was afraid now he'd be rejected. He turned as someone tapped him on the shoulder and he hissed and slammed the door shut behind him when he saw who it was.

"Damn it, Hydra! It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding!" He growled. Hydra merely lifted a brow.

"Hadn't pegged you for the superstitious one." He said, trying for calm, but failing as his hands fidgeted at his sides.

He needed to see Phoebus, needed to know that his lover really wanted this. To be stuck with someone as arrogant and insufferable as Hydra for the rest of his life. Phoebus slowly walked over to the portrait.

"Let him in Kaleb. You two can leave us alone for abit." Kaleb noded, pulling the door back open.

Hydra sneered at him, but Kaleb understood how his friend felt and didn't take offense. Hydra passed him and went straight for Phoebus, not even sparing a glance for Rosemary.

"How are you feeling?" He asked inanely, unwilling to discuss what he'd come here for with Phoebus' sister in the room.

Rosemary takes Kaleb's hand and pulls him up to the bedroom while Phoebus hugs him.

"Im fine just... nervous as hell." Hydra nods, kissing Phoebus' forhead so as not to mess up his makeup.

"Now is likely far too late to ask...but...are you sure you want to do this? I mean i know about Malfoy superiority, and I know...I know I take after my father. Most people find me insufferable and boorish...and I have never denied being a snob. Are you absolutely certain you want to saddle yourself with someone like...like me?" He says, all in a rush despite how much some of it hurts to say.

He closes his eyes and squeezes Phoebus' hands in anticipation of his answer. Phoebus let go of his hands and cupped Hydra's cheeks.

"You love me even though i am a man. You stayed with me through my change and the scandle after. Since i was old enough to walk i always wanted to be right here with you. Im just nervous i wont make a good wife for you..." Phoebus rests his hands on his shoulders.

Hydra releases a puff of air.

"I could give a damn less if you're a good wife, so long as you love me." He states, pulling Phoebus into a tight hug. "That's what'll make it good for me." Phoebus holds him tight.

"God i love you Hydra..." Hydra, the weight on his chest lifted, smiles softly.

"I love you too, Phee." Phoebus smiles softly and rests his forehead against Hydra's.

"You better go." Hydra nods and pulls away reluctantly.

"I'll see you soon." Phoebus nods and blows him a kiss.

Inside the room Rosemary looks at Kaleb.

"Alright whats wrong?" Kaleb sits on the bed and looks down at his hands.

"I had...intended to ask if...perhaps when Cameron is older, we might adopt a child." He says quietly.

Rosemary looks at him.

"Thats not it Kaleb. I know what is really bothering you and has been bothering you since Cameron was born. Your own mother." Kaleb blinks but nods slowly.

"I've been trying to put that out of my head, actually. It's not like we can do anything about it." Now she was going to try and help her fiance.

Rosemary slowly walks over to Kaleb and gently rests her hand on his head. She had been practicing her powers since she was 10. She breathes deeply and finds herself looking at the memory of his mother. She looked very reluctant to give away Kaleb. The sight of her in Azkaban clothing made it clear to Rosemary that she had been a prisoner when Kaleb was born. She felt the hatred of this woman for the people who took her son away. Then the anger she felt when she got out and couldnt have her son because of his adoption. Rosemary saw a grave with her name on it. She felt like someone took a sheet and wrapped it around her. Sudenly she wasnt in control of her body. This person looked down at Kaleb.

"My boy..." Kaleb jumped, blinking wide-eyed at Rosemary.

"Rosie?" The smile wasnt that of Rosemary but of another person.

She slowly knelt down.

"No Elijah its me you mama... oh Elijah... i shouldnt have let you go baby..." Kaleb pulled back, unsure of himself.

"M...Mother?" Rosemary's body nods fast as she pets his face.

"Oh Elijah... those terrible men took you from me... they said they would put you with a nice family... but they were wrong there is no better family than your own... isnt that right baby are you unhappy with these strangers...?" Kaleb's breath quickens and he swallows several times before he can speak.

"I love them. They love me...but...I wanted...I've always wanted to know you." He said quietly.

Rosemary's face turns almost angry.

"They lied to you baby... strangers cant love like a mama can... your heart told you that you wanted you mama not those people..." In Rosemary's mind she realized that his mother was racists against whites.

When Kaleb would have been adopted it would have gone to anyone but in her mind they were all white. She could see it. Kaleb shook his head.

"No, that's not how it was. Father tried to find out who you were! Even his old contacts couldn't help him. Even Dad tried but no one would tell us anything!" Kaleb cried, begging his mother to understand.

Rosemary's face changes to outrage as she springs up.

"You were given to fags!" she pulled Kaleb close and holds his head to her breast. "It's ok baby its ok Elijah i wont let those fags taint your precious mind." she kisses his head as she gave off just the over all feeling of hatred towards people in general.

Kaleb shivers and tries to pull away.

"I love them. Would you hate me if I fell in love with a man, Mother?" he asks quietly.

Rosemary slaps him hard sending him to the floor.

"Dont you ever say that to me Elijah!" Finally something in Kaleb snaps and he stands abruptly.

"MY NAME IS KALEB YOU PREJUDICED BITCH!" He shouts at her, breathing hard and trying to ignore his stinging cheek.

Rosemary shoves him into the wall with surprising strength.

"Dont you speak to me i am your mother!"

"No. You are nothing to me." Kaleb growls. "I don't know why you didn't or couldn't keep me, but I'm glad for it. I was raised by people who loved me never taught me the kind of hatred in you." He coulnd't very well strike the woman, she was inhabiting his Rosie's body, but damn it- he wanted to. "Get out. I never want to hear from you again." He stated coldly. Rosemary's eyes widen as she suddenly doubles over coughing hard. Some black goo leaked out of her mouth as she coughed. Kaleb's eyes widen and he wraps his lover in his arms. "Rosie?" He asks tenatively, hoping the vile woman has gone from her body.

Rosemary breathes hard as she holds him close.

"Kaleb..." "Oh, God, Rosie." He hugs her close, only just noticing the blackness on her lips.

"What...are you alright?!" He asks, his eyes going wide in alarm.

Rosemary coughs one last time as a ball of black goo hits the floor. It slowly hisses and disappears. Rosemary rests her head on his shoulder.

"Rosie, what was that?" Kaleb asks, his voice wavering.

If that woman had hurt his Rosie...well, he couldn't kill her, but he'd figure out something. He was a Slytherin after all. Rosemary breathes hard.

"I... never told you... i am a clairvoyant... i can see the past and i can talk to spirits... your mother is dead... she died by the Dementors Kiss before you were 5." Kaleb swallowed hard.

"I...assumed if she was posessing you she must be dead. Dad said something about you likely having some kind of divinatory ability, but you never said, so I kept it to myself." He stated, babbling.

He was still incredibly worried about Rosie's reaction to the posession. Rosemary holds him close.

"She went to Azkaban for slautering a wizarding couple who were lesbians and then later for setting a white family on fire." Kaleb felt his throat close up.

So that was where he came from? Someone like that? Despite knowing better, Kaleb couldn't help but feel tainted by such hatred. He should have left well enough alone, he berated himself. He was happier not knowing. Rosemary pets his head.

"Kaleb... you are not her baby... you are Phasma's baby. He and your daddy raised you. They are you parents." she rests her forehead against his.

"Severus is your father and Phasma is your mother... remember that." Kaleb released a laugh that was only half amusement.

"Severus is my father and Phasma is my Dad." he corrected automaticlly, used to doing that for other people and not thinking that Rosemary already knew that, of course.

"I think...I need to think about this." He said quietly.

He knew if he wanted time alone, Rosie would keep people away from him and that was what he needed right now. But he didn't want to be away from her. He needed her support now more than ever. But perhaps...he should see his parents about this first?

"Do you think I should tell them?" Rosemary nods.

"You have time before the ceremony and ill try to keep them from starting as long as i can. Phoebus will understand." Kaleb nodded and made his way quickly to where his parents were waiting for the ceremony to start.

Severus took only a glance at him before he was at his son's side, an arm over his shoulder and leading him to the sofa beside Phasma.

"What's happened?" He asked seriously.

Phasma held Toni and tried to keep his little tux clean.

"Whats wrong sweety?" Kaleb ran a hand through his hair, looking to Severus who took a seat across from them in a chair.

"You knew Rosie had some divinatory power, right?" he asked his father.

Severus nodded.

"Has she spoken to you about that?" he asked, trying to figure out if such a thing could possibly upset his son so much.

Kaleb shook his head.

"She...my...God, I don't even know where to start..." Phasma looks at Kaleb.

"Did she channel someone for you honey?" Kaleb released a laugh with an hysterical edge.

"Oh yes." He said, drawing a frown from Severus. "My mother." Severus sat forward quickly, a bolt of fear running through him.

"And she...is she...alive?" he asked, uncharacteristically hesitant.

"No." Kaleb answered and Severus fought the relief in his system.

He should not be glad to hear that, but he didn't want his son to replace Severus or Phasma in his life. Phasma breathes deeply as Toni sucked on his teething ring.

"Honey... did she tell you of your mother's past?" Kaleb shrugged, looking down at his hands.

"A little. It...was enough." He said quietly, almost ashamed to admit any kind of relationship with such a person.

Phasma gently handed Toni to Severus.

"I had to see her when we picked you up. She didnt like me but i went alone to make sure everything was alright. She spat at me... i promised that i would make sure you were never like that." Kaleb nodded, feeling tears gather at the back of his throat, but refusing to give in to them.

It wasn't his fault she was such a monster. Severus squinted at Kaleb, noticing that his face seemed to be a bit puffier on one side.

"Were you struck?" He asked, his voice murderous.

Over the years, Kaleb had had his share of spankings, but neither Severus nor Phasma had ever -ever- struck his face. Phasma looked at it then held his hand to it then sighs.

"Rosie... your mother used her body against you..." Kaleb nodded.

"She was so...so angry and cruel...Rosie said she was put in Azkaban for murdering a pair of lesbians and setting a white family to flame..." he whispered. Severus frowned.

"Was she a Death Eater?" He asked.

He'd never had the chance to meet her, and her name was never given, so he might even have known her. But Kaleb shook his head.

"I don't think so..." Phasma shakes his head.

"Just... a very hateful woman..." Kaleb bites his lip before asking quietly,

"Do you think...am I...am I anything like that?" Severus growls.

"You know better." He stated angrily.

Phasma glares at Severus.

"Sev!" turns back to his son. "Honey... you dont have a hateful bone in your body. That is why we worked so hard to raise you better than her. We loved you more than she ever could." Kaleb nodded, still feeling tainted with her blood.

Severus moved forward, kneeling in front of Kaleb and taking his hands. He knew exactly what was going on in his son's head.

"Did you know," he began slowly, "That my father nearly killed my mother?" Kaleb blinked and looked into Severus' black eyes, shaking his head. Severus continued. "He used to drink, but out home was rather opposite of most families with a drunkard for a father. When he was well into his cups, he got tired. When he was sober..." Severus shrugged. "Beating my mother was his favorite sport untill I got old enough to run from him. It was the chase he enjoyed, I think." Severus said, speaking without emotion as though conversing on the weather. Kaleb shivered and Severus ran a hand over his son's hair. "It took me a very long time to realize that only my own hatred for him made me like him. So I let it go, moved on, and became who I am. He died alone seven years before you were born, though he had the means to contact me. His pride wouldn't allow it." Kaleb sighed heavily.

If Severus could be related to someone like that and still turn out like he did...perhaps he wasn't tainted after-all. Phasma holds Toni as one hand rests on Severus's shoulder. The pain his husband had endured with not only Dumbledore but with his father was enough to break his heart. He had never told Kaleb about his own past because he didnt want his son to know. It was too degrading.

"Kaleb... you have a family of your own to take care of." Kaleb nodded, suddenly feeling ashamed for thinking only of himself.

Severus gave an exasperated huff and flicked Kaleb's ear lightly.

"Stop that." He commanded. "Stop feeling sorry for yourself and go deal with that bl- er." Severus paused with a wary look at Phasma- he'd already been attacked once for calling the chit a blimp. "Lady of yours." he finished.

Phasma smiles and pinches his husbands nose and drags him away by it. Kaleb smiles at the two, still in love and flirting after so many years. He hopes he and Rosie are still like that when they're old. Kaleb smirks a bit, knowing how indignant his father would get at being called old. He quickly made his way back to Rosie, still with about ten minutes before the ceremony,. Rosemary was waiting outside the bathroom not looking happy when Kaleb came in.

"Phoebus this is your bodies way of saying you shouldnt have taken that potion last night." Kaleb's brows rose.

"I though he hadn't started the postions?" he said, remembering the conversation earlier about them.

"He told us that to change the subject." Rosemary turns her head slightly so Phoebus could hear. "He took the evening one then one this morning." Phoebus yells from the bathroom.

"Then maybe i can get pregnant during my wedding night!" Kaleb rubs a hand over his face.

"Aren't those things exacerbated by stress?" He was no potions master himself, but growing up with one had it's benefits.

Rosemary nods as Phoebus comes out having fixed his make up.

"Im fine for now... lets get this show on the road." Kaleb smoothes Phoebus hair a bit and kisses him on the forehead- the first time he's ever been very demonstrative with his best friend.

"I'm really happy for you, you kow?" He said quietly. Phoebus smiles and hugs him.

"Thanks." Rosemary walks over to Cameron and picks him up as he coos softly. "I think he wants daddy." Rosemary hands him Cameron.

Kaleb takes the baby, who makes a happy squealing sound, his tiny fists tapping against Kaleb's cheek.

"Oh, sure, beat up Daddy." He said with a grin before turning to the twins.

"Shall we then?" He asks, gesturing toward the door with an elbow.

Rosemary and Phoebus slowly walk out as little Gyle was standing next to Remus his grandfather.

"Your ring bearer doenst like his collar." Gyle was pulling on the collar as Phoebus gently lossened it.

Elysa stood next to him pretty in her dress and flower basket ready to play flower girl. Rosemary pets her hair.

"The spitting image of our sister." Kaleb smiles to everyone, leading Phoebus to the doors where Harry is waiting.

Harry's eyes widen when he sees his son all dressed up and he swallows a small pain in his chest. Another one of his babies going off to make their own way. It was cliche, but he felt it all the same. He offered his arm to Phoebus, his eyes shining and proud. Meanwhile, Kaleb runs to the room Where Hydra is being lead away by a houself.

"Sorry, had some issues to work out. You ready?" he asked and recieved a half-hearted glare from Hydra.

"As ready as one can be for this sort of thing. " he stated.

Kaleb lead him into the room and to the front where he would wait for Phoebus to walk down the isle. The room was packed with everyone they knew and loved, and several reporters allowed to cover the story in publications both Harry and Draco approved of. Hydra took a deep breath, placing himself in the groom's place, Kaleb taking his spot just behind him as best man. Slowly, the strains of a much slower version of the Wedding March began to play from a violinist in the corner. Outside, Harry looked to Phoebus.

"That's our cue, baby. You ready?" Phoebus takes a deep breath and nods as Gyle and Elysa start down the isle while a collective sigh comes from everyone.

Dahlia and Rosemary all walk down the isle while Phoebus waited with his father.

"Daddy... im scared..." Harry squeezed Phoebus' hand where it rested on his arm.

"You should have seen me when I married your mother. I was so nervous I got sick." He said with a smile and slight blush.

Phoebus looks up fast and looks foreward.

"What about mama? Was she nervous?" Harry smiled.

"I think so. But we'd already-" Harry coughed and blushed heavily. "Well. The only difference in our relationship after was that there was a paper saying we were married. Getting married doesn't have to change things, baby. You're still who you were before the vows were taken. This is just an...affirmation of sorts." Phoebus looks at him then smiles.

"Thanks... daddy." The doors open for Phoebus and Harry.

Harry leads Phoebus slowly down the aisle. Hydra glances up and his breath catches in his throat. His eyes widen and it's as though the entire world fades away and all that's left is Phoebus and himself. God, his Phoebus was beautiful... Kaleb smiled at the very obvious admiration in Hydra's eyes, knowing it would make every female in the room sigh and sniffle. Harry smiled sadly at the look in Hydra's eyes. Well, if he had to lose his baby, at least it was to someone who loved him unconditionally. Phoebus felt tears start to well up into his eyes at the sight of Hydra.

He was still scared but he was willing to be scared if he could be with him. Slowly he stood at the alter with him holding his hand. Harry reluctantly released Phoebus into Hydra's care, nodding to the young man, surprised to notice that he resembled his mother when viewed up close. Harry took his seat with Bella as the ceremony began. At the reception Gyle and Elysa were playing with Toni and Cameron in the play pen. Rosemary and Phoebus were giggling to each other. After making the rounds of the guests, Hydra spotted his parents. He snuck quietly behind them, about to reach out to grab Draco when his father chuckled.

"You've yet to startle me, Hydra, do you really think you'd succeed now?" He said, turning. Hydra pouted a bit, frowning.

"Well...kind of." he said and Draco chuckled again.

Hermione turns and claws at Draco's sides in a tickling motion. She could always startle him. Draco made an undignified squawk, causing Hydra and everyone in the immediate vicinity to giggle uncontrollably. Draco jerked away, mock-glaring at his wife.

"What did we decide about public places, love?" He ground out through clenched teeth, his cheeks red with embarassment.

Hermione grins almost Malfoy like. At her mother-in-laws insistance she had gotten a stripe of ice blonde in one bang as she gently pulled her son close.

"Congradulations honey." Hydra's wicked smile softens and he nods.

"Thanks, Mother." He said quietly.

Despite all Hermione's insistance he call her 'mom' since he was little, he was too much a Malfoy for that. Draco smiled smugly.

"What is it with the Potters and Malfoys? Seems we're always drawn together one way or another." He stated ruefully.

Hermione giggles.

"Pureblooded like mindedness." Hermione kissed her husbands cheek as Mimi picked up Elysa and walked over to her mother and father.

"Hello there." Hydra smiles, but turns away at the sound of people getting louder.

Kaleb was waving to him.

"Time to throw some stuff!" He called over the crowd, making Severus groan at his grammar.

Hydra grinned and turned back to his family.

"If you'll excuse me." He said, but not before giving his sister a loud kiss on the cheek- a thank you he wasn't willing to say out loud just yet.

Mimi wipes her cheek and giggles. As Phoebus gets up with Rosemary.

"Why do i get the feeling this is going to be bad?" Phoebus lightly hits his sister's arm.

"Dont be so pesimistic." Hydra approaches Phoebus with a wicked smile. "Time for me to get under that skirt finally?" he asks loudly, drawing good-natured laughs and giggles from their guests.

Phoebus giggles and walks over and sits down on a chair.

"Dont do anything stupid love..." Hydra nods. He glances around and, finding several people looking appreciatively at Phoebus, for once isn't jealous. He grins to himself and decides to give them a little show. He slips his hands around Phoebus' ankles, slowly slipping them upward, drawing the skirt of his wedding dress with them. He makes sure to caress all of Phoebus' most sensitive areas before his hands finally reach Phoebus' thighs. Phoebus blushes brightly and gulps thickly. "Careful Hydra... i dont want to give both our mothers heart failure..." Hydra's smile widens.

He fluffs the skirt around Phoebus' lap so it's sitting high, but without anything vital visible. He leans down and takes the edge of the garter in his teeth, slipping his tongue out to flicker over Phoebus' smooth skin. Phoebus gasps and blushes red. Instantly he felt his panties get tighter. Hydra smirks and slowly pulls the garter down Phoebus' leg, pausing to lick or suck the skin along the way. The guests are quiet- most of them shifting in their seats and unwilling to admit the heat such a sight has brought to them. Harry is resolutely watching his toes.

"Are they done yet?" He whispers to his wife.

Bella smiles.

"Now they are. Careful love... getting turned on by your children is very dangerous." Phoebus covers his face and stands up once its off.

Harry covered his red face, torn between growling at Bella and pulling her down to the nearest flat surface and having his way with her. Hydra raised the garter, dropping one more biting kiss onto his newly wedded wife's upper thigh before standing. Bella could tell the sound of her husband growling. She would have to torment him later on. Phoebus blushed and picked up the bouquet. As people gathered around, Hydra bowed his head so Phoebus could throw the flowers first. Phoebus smiled as all the girls gathered round. He hurled the bouquet to them as the fight over it only to have Rosemary win holding the bouquet.

"Yes!" Phoebus giggles as Rosemary looks at Kaleb.

Kaleb blushes, not paying attention as Hydra throws the garter. It lands on his head in a silken heap and the young Snape blinks dumbly before pulling it off and staring at it in shock. Hydra can't seem to stop laughing. Rosemary runs over and hugs Kaleb tight. Kaleb smiles dazedly, hugging Rosemary back. Draco snorts.

"Well that was rather obvious, I should think." Severus taps him hard on the back of the head and Draco glares at the man playfully. "Oh, like you didn't see it coming." Phoebus runs to Hydra and wraps his arms aorund him tight.

"Oh i love you Hydra." Hydra embraces Phoebus, pulling him close.

"I love you too." He said into his lover's hair.

"I'm ready to leave for the honeymoon when you are." He stated with a grin.

They hadn't discussed having a honeymoon and Hydra had wanted the French Villa he'd rented to be a surprise. Phoebus smiled then whispered into his ear.

"Ive already taken too of the doses. They said that three doses would be enough to get my body ready to conceive." Hydra offered Phoebus a blinding smile.

He waved to the guests, then lead the two of them outside the wards before wrapping his arms around Phoebus.

"Ready to apparate?" he asked.

Harry watched them leave, sighing. He hoped they didn't decide to stay in France or anything. He'd been worried when Hydra had told them of his surprise. Phoebus waved to everyone and kissed Hydra's cheek as Rosemary waved to her brother. Hydra easily apparated them out, both disappearing with a loud crack. Kaleb sighed, leaning back against his father's chest. Severus, deciding weddings were an appropriate place to display one's affection, wrapped one arm over his son's shoulders and laid his chin on Kaleb's head.

"Enjoying yourself?" He asked the young man.

Kaleb nodded.

"Yeah. It's been really nice." Severus merely nodded.

Rosemary gently picked up Cameron and walked over to Kaleb.

"Hey there." Kaleb smiled softly.

"Hey yourself." Severus scoffed and realeased his son.

"I don't know where your vocabulary has gone, but I won't speak to you until it returns, understood?" Kaleb smirked and nodded.

He supposed it came from spending too much time with the Potters who didn't really care about decorum. Rosemary smiled and looked down at their son.

"He looks just like his father doesnt he?" Kaleb grinned and ran a finger over Cameron's arm.

"A bit lighter." He said jokingly.

Rosemary giggles.

"Of course his mama has to lighten him up abit." On the other side was Bella sitting down holding Bastian to her breast as he was fed.

She had her back to everyone so they wouldnt see. She gently petted her son's dark hair. She had been blessed with 5 wonderful children and so far 3 grandchildren. Harry, still squinting at the place where Hydra and Phoebus dissapeared, leaned over a bit to speak quietly to Bella.

"Do you get the feeling they're up to something?" He asked suspiciously.

Bella looks up at her husband.

"Oh i know they are. You were a sneaky newlywed as well Harry." she looks down as Bastian stops feeding. She fixes her dress and looks at Harry. "Harry... come here..." Without a thought, Harry obeys, years of Bella's training kicking in.

"Hm?" Bella gently takes his hand.

"Thank you... you have given me everything that i have dreamed of... to think if i hadnt written to you on your birthday..." Harry smiles slowly.

"I'm glad you did." He said, slipping a hand around the back of her neck, under her hair, to pull her forward for a sweet kiss.

"I love you too Bella-mine." Bella kisses him back as a single tear slipped down her cheek hitting Bastian on the forehead.

Just as fast the boy started to wail calling the attention of his mother and father. All of this wouldnt have been possible if a prisoner had not written her savior.

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