Little Mischievous baby dragon

Little Mischievous Baby Dragon


When Snape returned to Dumbledore's office, he had four phials full of the deepest purple liquid ever, that it could be considered black.

He passed one each to Harry, Ron and Hermione, but paused when he came to his godson. Draco held out his little hand, and rolled his eyes when he noticed his godfather was obviously stalling.

Draco flexed his fingers back and fourth towards himself, gesturing for Snape to hand over the phial. Snape did so, rather reluctantly for some reason unknown even to himself.

Harry pulled the cork of his and Draco's phials. Ron and Hermione followed in repeating Harry's actions. Ron held up his phials in a toast "Bottoms up guys."

Harry, Draco and Hermione, they lifted their own phials in salute to what Ron had said. The four of them downed the deep purple contents quickly, considering it really didn't have the most pleasant taste. It was actually rather sour.

Snape then said, "The potion should be taking effect any second now." Sure enough, all four of them went very wide eyed indeed. Harry said, ‘Well, it's been a while since I've heard that familiar drawl’

Hermione and Ron agreed. Draco drawled ‘Hey you guys, someone really should tell the professor that that tasted like shit. There is more than enough room for improvement to make that potion taste more bearable’

The other three snorted. Ron grimaced and said, ‘We really need to make a stop at the kitchens for some pumpkin juice to get that horrible taste out of our mouths, on the way back to the common room." Harry agreed and said, ‘That was really revolting’

Hermione held her hand over her mouth and said, ‘I've only ever tasted one other potion that tasted worse then that, and that was the poly juice potion back in second year‘

Draco looked puzzled for a moment, before he nodded and smirked. He asked, with obvious curiosity and amusement. ‘So, Harry, how did you and Weasley like the Slytherin common room?’

Ron asked ‘What did you just say?’ Harry and Ron looked positively rattled, thinking ‘How the hell did he know that?’ Harry and Ron had forgotten that the four of them could now hear each others thoughts. Draco and Hermione had not forgotten that fact.

Draco replied ‘How did I find out, oh yes that's right. I knew you two weren't the real Crabbe and Goyle, because Crabbe does not wear or need glasses, because he cannot read very well’

He added ‘And the way you two exited the Slytherin common room when the potion started to wear off, that was nothing short of hilarious. You two bolted for the door so fast you would have thought you were being chased out of hell by Voldemort or Goblins’

He continued ‘Crabbe and Goyle are no where near smart enough to be that amusing and entertaining without even realizing’

He concluded ‘Now tell me something I don't know. What were you two doing in the Slytherin common room, posing as Crabbe and Goyle at that?’

Harry and Ron blushed slightly, and grinned sheepishly. Harry cleared his throat and replied ‘We were trying to get information out of you. We thought you were the heir of Slytherin’

Draco didn't even blink. He spoke after a few moments and said, ‘Well, you’re wrong. There were only two remaining heirs. You, Harry, killed one of them at the end of last year, and the last remaining heir is Pansy Parkinson, she was Voldemort’s granddaughter’

Harry added ‘She was Voldemort’s granddaughter? No wonder she detested me and was less then pleased when I killed Voldemort at the end of last year’

Draco snorted ‘Less then pleased’ he shook his head in disbelief ‘You have got to be kidding me. She was absolutely fucking frothing from the mouth with rage. She seethes every time your name is mentioned’

Draco added ‘I wonder who the heirs of the other three founders of Hogwarts are’ Harry replied ‘Well, I'm the last living heir of Gryffindor, so all that leaves is the Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw heirs’

Draco eyed Harry, to see if he was serious. When he finally discovered he was very much serious Draco replied ‘Well that explains one of the reasons why Voldemort wanted you dead’ he added ‘Weasley had either you or Granger known about this?’ Ron replied ‘Yeah Malfoy, we knew Harry was the last living heir, and descendent of Gryffindor’

Harry said, ‘Well, if that shocks you, I'm not sure whether I should tell you who else I'm a descendent of. I would much rather you changed back into your former seventeen year old self, and see where me and you go relationship wise, instead of you falling off of my lap and dying from shock’

Draco looked slightly uneasy and on edge. ‘Who else are you a descendent of Harry?’ Harry replied ‘I'm also a descendent of Albus Dumbledore. He was my mother’s great grandfather and he is my great, great grandfather’

Draco's jaw practically hit the floor with the realization of what Harry had just revealed. He wasn't the only one who was far beyond shocked. Even Hermione and Ron hadn’t known that particular piece of information.

Draco asked ‘How do you know that. And how long have you known?’ Harry said, ‘I recently discovered my mother and father’s family trees, and that is where I found Dumbledore's name, revealing that he was my mothers great grandfather, and my great, great grandfather’

‘Does Dumbledore know?’ Hermione asked, still overwhelmed with shock. Harry replied ‘Yes, he knows. He was the one who told me every thing when I confronted him about it’ Hermione said, ‘I think we should finish this conversation back in the common room’

They exited Dumbledore's office, after he told them that the knowledge that the four of them shared a link to each others thoughts was not to leave Dumbledore's office. Only they, Dumbledore, and Snape knew, and needed to know.

After leaving Dumbledore's office, the four of them headed for the kitchens to get some pumpkin juice, to get rid of the revolting and highly sour taste of the potion, that the four of them had just consumed.