Soul Bond

Zozo smiled at the sleeping babies. She adored babies and couldn’t wait to find the right wizard and settle down and have a few of her own. Hopefully one at a time though. The babies looked angelic right now while they were sleeping, but when three of them were howling to be fed and changed it was a nightmare. On some days she wondered if she had bitten off more than she could chew by taking on this job, and on other days she loved it and couldn’t imagine a better place to work.

Harry Potter was amazing! She never in her wildest dreams would have imagined that she would be working for the Harry Potter. He was kind and generous and had a great sense of humor. He loved his children and his husband to distraction and she couldn’t imagine anybody being a better father. Draco Malfoy was a little bit harder to swallow, only because he was moody and demanding. He was used to having his wishes immediately carried out and didn’t have any patience for waiting around for follow through. Harry on the other hand just went with the flow and when it got done it got done. Their oldest son, Siri, was a cross between both men, though she suspected he would have been more like Harry if he hadn’t been so spoiled.

Zozo grinned at the thought of Siri. He was the most outrageous child ever. He did and said the craziest things, and then he had a way of charming the pants off of you so that you forgot what he was in trouble for to begin with. He was a happy go lucky child who was fiercely loyal to his family. Sometimes he would talk to her about how much he missed his sister and Zozo could feel his sorrow. She didn’t really understand that situation but when she had broached the subject she was made clear that it was a taboo subject and not to bring it up again. It was the one time that she saw Harry absolutely put his foot down.

She checked once more on the sleeping babies and left the room to find Siri. He should be with Draco but sometimes she had thought that before and found that he was off exploring the manor somewhere. His fathers had made it clear that they did not want him in the family portrait wing and that was where he always wanted to go. It was like that old adage; you always want what you can’t have.

“Darling, you look handsome today,” Narcissa’s painting told Siri.

“Thank you, Grandmother.”

“He look’s like a Muggle,” Lucius sneered.

“I like dressing like a Muggle,” he said with a frown.

“Your father needs to teach you discipline, boy,” Lucius glared.

“My father gives me love,” he said folding his arms across his chest and glaring back.

Narcissa’s painting chuckled. “Your father does love you,” she said with a soft smile.

An older painting further down the hall shouted, “He doesn’t look like a Malfoy!”

“Would you shush, Abraxacus! He has the Malfoy eyes!” his wife scolded.

“He looks like Potter!” Lucius sneered.

Siri raised his eyebrow at his grandfather. “That is good. Then everyone will recognize me for belonging to the hero of the Wizarding world,” he said with a smug smile.

“Hero! Where did you get that rot? Your father was no hero, he murdered a great man!” Lucius exclaimed in horror.

“My father killed a tyrant. He hated Muggles because he was half a Muggle.”

Lucius gasped. “The Dark Lord was not a Muggle, I can assure you of that.”

“His mum was a witch and his dad a Muggle. My dad told me,” he said.

“Your father is wrong!”

Narcissa watched as her husband and grandson argued. Sirius had a way of standing up to Lucius that Draco never did. She knew that even though Lucius acted angry and disgusted he was really quite pleased with Sirius’ courage. “Now dear, you know that Tom Riddle senior was a Muggle.”

Lucius snorted. “I was not talking about Tom Riddle, my dear, I was talking about the Dark Lord.”

“But Grandfather, you know that Voldemort was Tom Riddle!” Siri said in surprise.

“Sirius Malfoy! Do not say the Lord’s name so disrespectfully!” Lucius shouted.

“My name is Sirius Potter-Malfoy, and Voldemort is dead. I can say his name any way that I please.”

“Your insolence amazes me. It must be Potter’s influence on you! Draco never would have been so disrespectful!”

“Actually, dad says that I act just like father,” he said grinning.

“Lucius, are you going to let that Muggle whelp talk to you like that? In my day a Malfoy would never taint its blood with a Muggle, nor would he talk to his elders in such a way!” another old painting shouted.

“Oh put a sock in it, Grandfather!” Lucius shouted. “He is the only Malfoy heir we have!”

“I have two other brothers now,” he said grinning.

“Darling, your nanny is looking for you, perhaps you should run along now?” Narcissa suggested. “It wouldn’t do if your father caught you here again.”

Siri nodded and raced towards the doors. “Goodbye grandmother, goodbye grandfather!” he shouted.

Both Lucius and Narcissa smiled as they watched him leave. “He is a darling,” Narcissa said proudly.

“He’s a hellion!” Lucius said just as proudly.

Luna layed on the examination table waiting for Hermione to finish the exam. She hadn’t been feeling well for the past few weeks and Ron finally insisted that she come see Hermione for a check up. She felt Hermione’s protruding belly and smiled. She knew that Hermione and Neville were going to make great parents.

Hermione stood up and grinned at Luna. “Well, nothing to worry about, your healthy as a horse.”

“You know, some Muggle expressions make absolutely no sense at all,” she said in bewilderment. Why would anyone want to be compared to a horse?

“Not really, but some of the expressions are as old as time and people just say them for the heck of it.”

“So if everything is fine, why have I been feeling so badly, Hermione?” Luna asked.

“You’re pregnant!” Hermione said with grin.

“What? How can I be pregnant again already? The baby is only six weeks old!” she said.

“Well you know, the Weasley’s are a fertile lot!”

“Oh gods! I didn’t want another baby again so soon!” she cried.

“Oh Luna, it will be fine! Ron will be over the moon!”

“But now I’ll have to listen to another nine months of his constant talk of a son. I thought I would g a break for awhile!”

“Do you want to know the sex of the baby?”

Luna thought for a moment and nodded. “Yeah. But this time if it’s a girl I am going to tell him right away. I don’t know what it is with that man and wanting a son so badly!”

“All men are like that. They feel like they need a miniature of them to be immortal.” Hermione ran the wand over Luna’s belly and smiled. “Ron is going to have another daughter,” she said.

Luna grinned. “He’ll be disappointed, but I am quite happy with a daughter. I grew up as an only child, and I love the idea that Autumn will have a sister so close in age to her.”

“I know what you mean. Neville and I were both only children, and we both want a large family. Perhaps spaced out a little further than you though,” she said laughing.

“Molly is going to be so pleased!” Luna said smiling.

“Molly loves babies.”

“Well, I guess I’ll get home and break the news to Ron. He took Autumn to visit Harry. He loves taking her everywhere to show her off.”

“Did Draco ever forgive you for your water breaking on him?”

Luna laughed. “He pretends that it never happened, but I bet he won’t come near me again when I’m that far along.”

“Draco’s a good sport. He and Harry have actually made a great marriage. I never would have expected that Draco Malfoy would be such a great husband and father.”

“Neither did I. I always assumed he would take after his father. I guess he had more of his mother in him after all.”


“Isn’t she beautiful?” Ron asked Harry for the dozenth time that day.

Harry smiled. He knew that Ron was proud of his daughter and understood the need for affirmation from his friends. “She is beautiful. I wonder if she’ll have the Weasley red hair.”

“Well she’s bald now, so who knows. She has my eyes though,” he said kissing her sleeping cheek.

“She looks a bit like Luna though,” Harry teased.

“Hey mate, she looks like me!”

Harry grinned. He knew that saying Autumn looked like her mother always got Ron going. He was so proud of his little daughter that he wanted her to be his double.

“Well she is a girl, Ron, you don’t want her to look to much like you. You’d never be able to marry her off!” Harry said with a snicker.

“Marry her off? Are you crazy, Harry? Autumn is going to be a professional Quidditch player and never marry. She won’t like boys at all! Will you, darling?” he cooed.

Harry grinned. “Just keep telling yourself that, Ron.”

“How are you going to feel when Lilly and Jazzy get married?” he demanded.

Harry instantly sobered. He knew that Lilly would never marry. “I would hope that a nice wizard would come along and be a great husband. You know that Draco would hex anyone who came near his daughters.”

Ron snorted. “And you would be right there with him!”

Harry smiled. “Perhaps.”

The two of them were distracted with a tapping on the window. Harry walked to the window and saw a white snowy owl waiting there with a message attached to his leg. Harry tried not to let his heart race. He didn’t want to get his hopes up again only to find that the message wasn’t from Lilly.

He opened the window and petted the owl. He then reached for the parchment and asked, “Do you need a reply?”

The owl trilled and took off back out of the window.

Harry slowly unrolled the message and grinned when a key fell out. It was from Arabella and they were to take the port key at 5:00 pm that evening.

“Ron, I have to go and find Draco. Sorry mate, but you’ll have to show yourself out. “

Ron raised his eyebrows in question and Harry nodded. Ron grinned and said, “Floo me later, then?”

“Of course.”

A/N:
Well, what did you think? Next chapter is about Lilly.