A Slytherins Secrets will be kept

For Disclaimer see previous chapters.

A/N: As always thanks to my reviewers, thmbrooke, Alison , and Miss Missed, your reviews make me want to continue.

Ch.6: Revelations?


23 March 2001

Merry and Skye soon went to a drugstore and bought every brand of pregnancy test there. They then went back to Skye’s hotel room, where after reading the directions for them all, Skye disappeared into the bathroom to take the tests, coming back out in a few minutes to wait with Merry for the tests to be done. They all had different times for completion, but Skye wanted to see the results all at once. Every last one of the tests confirmed the same thing: Skye was indeed pregnant. Merry wasn’t sure how Skye was handling things though. She seemed happy about it, but still something about her demeanor worried her.


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Even though Draco had been sure he was pregnant and excited about it, it still was a shock to his system.

“Merry, do you think I could be alone for a while. I’ll call you later, so we can go shopping. Oh, you can tell Max if you want to.” He said this while he stared up at the ceiling blankly from where he laid on the bed.


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Merry made her way back to her room, closing the connecting doors behind her. When she heard Skye’s door being locked, she locked her side as well.

“Well, well, look who’s back. So what was so important that you rushed out of here before 8?” A very naked Max said sitting up in bed. Merry slid into his arms under the covers, still fully clothed, and they laid down together.

“I’ve got some news.”

“Well, what is it?”

“Someone we know is pregnant,” she paused, “and it’s not me!”

“Well, it’s certainly not me, so I wonder who it could be. Could it be a certain tall girl that goes by the name of Skye? The girl next door is PREGNANT?”

“You got it in one. We just found out.”

“But how..?”

“If you don’t know HOW, I might have to rethink this whole marriage thing. I do plan on having children one day.”

“Oh, so do I, and I hope all of them look just like you,” With thet he pulled her in for a kiss that had them occupied for a few minutes.

“So, don’t hit me, how did it happen.”

“Can you believe but she said she didn’t know for sure if they had actually had sex or not?”

“It must not have been good then.”

“Oh, I think it was good. She got a really dreamy look on her face when she talked about it. But she did say they had a lot to drink that night. Also, it seems, he’s the only guy she’s ever even came close to sleeping with. While we were waiting for the results I got her to talk about him some more.”

“So, she said who the father was?”

“It’s that guy I was telling you about, ‘Mr. Hero’, she still hasn’t explained that except to say he has a major hero complex and thinks he has to save the world. She seems really happy about the pregnancy though, but I got the feeling she’s not planing on doing anything different then she has been. I mean she’s not going to contact the dad, and she even made a comment that she definitely wasn’t going back, now until AFTER the baby was born. Until I come back here to live, do you think you can look after her, I’m kinda worried about her.”

“Was already planning on it. It’s weird, she’s really knowledgeable about certain subjects, but others she’s at a complete lose about.”

“Yeah, she didn’t know about home pregnancy tests, but she knows all about contraception methods. Apparently, her parents taught her all about those.”

“Um, so she just didn’t use anything when she had sex?”
“Yeah. Well, remember she didn’t think they had sex, except I think she meant vaginal sex, because they obviously did stuff she does remember.” They laid together for a while just holding each other.

“Oh by the way, she had a suggestion last night while you were in the restroom. She said we should invite both our parents here one weekend, so that they can meet each other and us, and to make it a weekend that you have free. Preferably the sooner the better, so that they can get to know each other and us. She also said it might be a good idea to wait until then to tell them we’re married, or anyone else. As it is, only you, me, and a certain pregnant girl know about it so far.” He paused, “You still plan on moving here after you graduate, don’t you?”

“Of course. How about we make it in 3 weeks? That’s after my major tests and projects, at least until the finals, and I won’t be so stressed. Also, its almost the halfway point between now and graduation. Are you coming for my graduation, honey bunches?”

“Wouldn’t miss it. Sweet cakes,” He said after pausing over her use of a nickname. “But yeah, let me think, three weeks from now would be April 13th, I think, yeah that’ll be great.” He grabbed her and moved her fully on top of her, “So do you plan on spending your last day with your husband talking, or are we going to do something more interesting, Mrs. White.”

“Oh, god, I’m a Clue piece,” she said laughingly leaning down to kiss him.

Her clothes were gone in record time, and soon all silliness had left the room, and the sounds of heavy breathing and a bed creaking filled the room, only to be interrupted with sweet ‘I love you’s and moans and groans. What they didn’t realize was that a certain woman stood on the other side of the door, plotting. She pulled out her wand and cast a fertility charm along with one removing any birth control devices in use in the other room. She smiled and went back to lay on her bed, and contemplate her future.


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September 2001

Draco couldn’t sleep. The baby kept moving around pressing on his bladder, and he had to keep going to the bathroom. Also his mind was troubled. After the last few days he didn’t think he would ever fly in one of those muggle contraptions again. All those poor people had died.

While he loved his baby, he couldn’t wait for it to be born. He was miserable. His whole pregnancy had been for the most part extremely horrible. At least his magic had stabilized and he could now cast spells that eased his discomfort. He also now just had a spell that kept his hair the same strawberry blonde color, and he had started wearing blue contacts because his eye color had been so silver they had gotten lots of comments form people, and he didn’t want to stand out so much.

He made himself as comfortable as he could with the huge thing that was his belly, in his favorite chair, his Lazeboy recliner. He pulled out his drawing pad and as he sketched, his mind drifted back over the past few months.

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“Yeah, I heard from a friend that this would be the best store for magical supplies. You should be able to find lots for your act,” Max said as they walked into ‘Magic Hats, a store for all your magical needs.’ Max wondered to the back of the store to a display of magic card tricks, and seemed to freeze there. Draco walked to the desk, where a clerk sat reading, ignoring Draco. As Draco studied the man, he noticed something odd, on the man’s chest there was a button that flashed, ‘If you can read this, ask me what muggles see.’

Draco coughed gaining the man’s attention, “Ok I’ll bite, ‘What do muggles’ see?’”

This definitely caught the man’s attention, “Oh, wait just a second, I’ll get the manager.” And he left in a rush into the office behind him. Draco could hear, “There’s another witch outside, sir.”

‘Oh, this place has potential. They may be able to tell me where I can find the Magical community so I can get an anti-nausea potion, or at least some books and ingredients.’

The Manager came out, “Yes, miss how may I help you?” His eyes twinkled reminding Draco a little of the Headmaster’s eyes.

Draco explained what he had come for, and asked about the button.

“Oh that,” The man pulled out a wand and pointed it at the button, revealing a picture of a wizard that in a way resembled Albus Dumbledore. “It’s enchanted to show this to muggles, and only give messages to magical folks. Oh, and don’t worry about your friend, there is a spell on the place to cause any muggles that are here when a witch or wizard comes in to be enthralled by that display while they conduct their business.”

“Can you tell me how to get to the magical community here, I didn’t really plan ahead and so didn’t even know there was one here.”

“Then you stumbled on the right place, because we have one of two entrances here, the other you have to know where it is to find it. Sam, find miss Skye here all the things she’ll need for a muggle magic show. Come along dear and I’ll show you to our version of Diagon Alley.” He led Draco through a storeroom to a wall where he touched his wand to a keyhole in an otherwise blank wall, and an archway appeared and they walked through. Draco was amazed. The street was wider, and the buildings looked much newer, less than a hundred years old. “Welcome to Magic Alley, very original I know. Yes, we’re relatively young especially compared to places in Europe, but we’re still proud of this place. So let me show you around.” And for the next two hours he did just that. Draco was able to not only get some potion making books and supplies but also several pre-made potions. It was also nicer here because he didn’t need to convert his money, it seemed that the magical community used regular US currency, but they also accepted money from around the world, they had all the exchange rates listed in most stores.

Over the next few months Draco became fast friends with both Sam and the manager Sam Sr, his father. They even, once they learned he was an accomplished potion-maker, brought business his way. Unfortunately, none of the potions he had purchased helped for more than an hour, and his nausea just got worse, nor were any of the established potions effective. Eventually after many trials and errors, he created the perfect potion. It was an amalgam of several potions, and the end effect was a really good potion. Not only did it cure his nausea, but it also prevented miscarriages, something he was very concerned about because of his mother’s history, it would strengthen the baby’s innate magic (this from a very old potion book that he had had, it had been used in old times to prevent squibs, but had the side effect of sometimes killing the mother and child and so had been discontinued. Draco had figured out that when combined with anti-nausea potions, while less effective, it lost its toxicity), and also it a nutrient supplement component that made sure the baby and Draco got all the necessary vitamins and minerals. He had tried to change the potion, but nothing else helped him so, he had stuck to the potion. He had to take it every morning with breakfast.

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He had even tried going off the potion, but he had not been able to. When Merry had showed signs of pregnancy he had started supplying her with the potion also. He remembered the meeting with Max and Merry’s parent’s fondly.

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Friday, April 13, 2001

He had gone to pick up the parent’s at the airport. Because one, Max had been so nervous about seeing his parents again after years of no communication, Draco had arranged with Max’s boss to have him working, and so Draco had offered to go pick them up for Max. The flights had been arranged so that Max’s parents arrived first, then about half an hour Merry and her parents would arrive. So once Draco had met them and introduced himself he asked bluntly, “Why doesn’t Max know he is a squib?”

“Ho did you figure that out?” “Are you a witch?” Came at him simultaneously.

“Yes, I am, I have met your granddaughter Pansy and know she is a pureblood, so that would mean you two are and that would mean your son is a squib.” They then talked until the Saber’s plane landed.

“We just didn’t want him to be disappointed that he didn’t have any magical powers when the rest of the family does, so we changed our lives after we had him.”

“Thank you for telling me. Don’t worry I won’t tell him anything you have told me.”

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A shock came when Merry and her parents disembarked. Apparently Mr. and Mrs. Saber knew the Whites form way back. Both the Sabers it turned out were from pureblood families but were both squibs. Draco discovered this when Merry went to the bathroom, and the whites told the Sabers that he was a witch, and wouldn’t tell either of their children their secrets. He then told them that though Merry and Max hadn’t said anything that they were married, but were waiting to tell them together. Later after dinner, the five of them had left the two lovebirds alone to visit Magic Alley. He had kept in touch with them giving them progress reports on the relationship of Merry and Max, and even told them when he started giving Merry the potion his hope for the future. After all the child would be pureblood in blood if not magic, but maybe the potion would help. It seemed both Max and Merry had some magic in them, but not enough to do anything.

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He smiled, he hadn’t been able to keep his genius to himself and luckily both couples had agreed with his attempt to provide them with a magical grandchild. His job was going okay but tonight would be his last night on stage, at least until the baby was born. He still planned on going back to England at his birthday and then he would be able to show the baby to Harry. He wasn’t sure if he could make it though, he just missed Harry so much, which made his pregnncy even worse for him. He wished Harry was here to share it with him.

At least his classes were going well. He had started at the beginning of summer, and he had been taking Muggle chemistry and art classes. He excelled in them both. He found the principles of chemistry fascinating and found that with the knowledge he had gained, it actually made it easier to understand the principles of potion-making better.

The only point of contention he had with Merry was over the fact that he wouldn’t go see a doctor about his pregnancy. He could just image such a doctor’s visit. The doctor would want to examine him, see his penis and would have to be obliviated. Nor was going to a mediwitch an option, they would want to know what had happened to him or stuff and probably lead his mother and Snape directly to him. Also with all the magic his baby was giving off even that ultrasound-thingy wasn’t an option. Probably the only thing that saved his sanity at times was the fact that he could talk to Dobby and Winky. He didn’t see them much now that he had found them jobs, they even had their own apartment, which was across the hall from his. They had adjusted to living as humans, and Winky was now saying she might like to stay and raise children here. Dobby hadn’t gotten the point yet though. Draco remembered their arrival. Max had gone with him because he had felt horrible from a whole morning spent on the floor of the bathroom.

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Dobby and Winky rushed out of their plane and both grabbed the pale Draco. “Oh mistress, we’s a missed you. How is the baby? We was so excited when we found out.” Max had stood off at the side not knowing what to make of the weird greeting. Draco had finally calmed the house elves down and introduced them to Max. Max had instantly liked the weird couple, and had taken Dobby fishing with him during the season, and often took them out to different places to meet other people, because he thought Dobby and Winky needed to get out more. At first they had moved into the third bedroom in Draco’s apartment, but had soon moved out, but Winky still came over and cleaned. They had both gotten jobs at the hotel, Dobby on the cleaning staff, and Winky as a bartender. Hell, even Merry had gotten a job at the hotel when one of the accountants there had retired and needed a replacement.

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He glanced down at his watch, it was now past ten, and he needed to get ready for work. He struggled to get out of the chair after he had closed the recliner. It took him ten minutes to rock his way out of the chair. His eyes were filled with tears of frustration that started to fall when he got to the bathroom and found that he had to sit to use the toilet because he could no longer see his penis to aim it, he hadn’t been able to for a week now. Once he climbed into the shower he washed his hair and then rubbed his belly. ‘You know baby, I really love you but I hate what you have done to my body. I wonder what your daddy is up to right now. I bet he doesn’t even miss me.’ Draco started crying again. ‘I’m sorry baby, my hormones are just really wacky right now. I’m sure your daddy will love you when he finds out about you,’ he said placing his hand over his bulging stomach. He felt a fluttering of movement and then his hand was kicked three times. Draco cheered up instantly. He finished his shower happier than he had been for a long time. He dried his strawberry blonde hair. Then he went and put on his most comfortable clothes, his blue overalls, which were charmed to support his stomach and lighten it so his back wouldn’t hurt as much, and t-shirt. He would change into his outfit at the hotel. He went to the kitchen and fixed himself some tea. He realized he hadn’t taken his potion yet, so he pulled out two pitchers, and got a glass. He half-filled the glass with juice from one and then added about two ounces of the concentrated form of the potion, and drank it down quick. The acidity of the juice activated the potion. In it’s inactive form the potion could be kept in the fridge for two months, and in the freezer for up to two years, but he hadn’t really tested that yet.

As he sat drinking his herbal tea, and not reading the newspaper because the news right now depressed him, instead he did the crossword puzzle, he heard two knocks on his door. Thinking it was likely either Dobby or Winky, he put down his stuff and yelled “Just a sec.” And waddled to the door, which took him a while as he paused to close the doors to the bedrooms. He opened it to the shock of his life. There stood Harry Potter, his heart leapt with joy, even while he thought, ‘How the hell did he find me. I don’t want him seeing me like this. Oh well, let’s just see what he wants.’

“Does Draco Malfoy happen to live here?” Harry finally asked.

“Um, why don’t you come in. I was just having tea.” Draco pulled Harry into the apartment and then closed the door and led the way to the kitchen. He motioned for Harry to sit, and poured a cup of tea for Harry and set it in front of him, then he poured more into his own cup. “So what can I help you with?”


TBC….


A/N: I’ve gone over this chapter again, but I must admit I SUCK at picking out dates. When I had this story planned out I didn’t have specific dates and then using HP Lexicon I got some dates and that influenced the rest. I only made up Draco’s birthday, and then used the timings I had already come up with. Dates that sucked: March 23(beware the Ides of March), April 13, 2001 (Friday the 13th), and mid-Sept 2001(9-11, originally I had Harry coming on 9-11, before I knew the date, then I had to change it); I sure know how to pick ’em. Other than that I hope you enjoyed this fic so far. So what will happen now that Harry has come? Find out in the next installment. Please Review. ^.^