Second Chances

07. Baby shopping with Death Eaters

"Tom come on! We're going to be late!" Harry called out as he tugged on the cloak Tom was insisting he wore.

"Have you taken your potion?" Tom asked as he walked into the hallway.

"Yes Tom," Harry smiled. "Now are you ready?" he asked.

"I am ready. Fenrir, Severus and Lucius are going to meet us at Dublin, along with Rabastan and Rudolphus with Miss Granger. Are you sure you want to do this? We could find another way to..." Tom blinked when his attempt was cut off by a pair of lips against is own. Shocked he looked down at Harry who was smiling shyly at him, his green eyes showing his concern.

"I'm sure, we will be fine. We will spend a couple of hours in the shops, get what we need and get back. Fenrir, Lucius, Severus, Rodolphus and Rabastan will be looking out for us. It will be fine," Harry reassured him.

"Very well, come on," Tom sighed wrapping his arms around Harry's waist. Feeling brave he bent his head and brushed his lips over Harry's before apparating them out. Harry grinned pressing his face into Tom's chest right before the uncomfortable squeeze of the apparation.

Seconds later when they popped into the small Dublin town Harry looked around eagerly. The area they were in was a quaint small town centre with numerous different shops, each one brightly coloured and housed in a cottage like building.

"The baby shops are in the next square just round the corner, I did not want us all apparating into the same area. Please stay at my side," Tom asked quietly as his red eyes scanned the area concerned. Smiling at the concern he saw there, and not just for the baby he would guess, Harry slipped his hand pointedly into Tom's. Concern turned to shock before Tom closer his fingers around Harry's and started leading the way through the crowd.

When they turned the corner Harry could stop the chuckling that escape him at the sight that was waiting for them, and faced with the sight and Harry's infectious laughter Tom couldn't stop his mouth from twitching as they approached.

Lucius, Severus, Fenrir, Rodolphus, Rabastan and Hermione were all standing in an awkward huddle in the middle of the square, none of them looking very comfortable, and none of them looking like they knew what to say. They were all looking in different directions, sometimes scanning the crowd, sometimes glancing at each other.

"Ha...hey I missed you so much!" Hermione quickly cut herself off from saying Harry's name out loud and instead hurried to give him a tight hug, snickering when she had to avoid the bump on his stomach. Smiling happily Harry gave her a one armed hug back considering he wasn't getting the other one released. The two friends stayed in the hug for a while until Tom cleared his throat, turning Harry had to fight from keeping his smile from getting wider when he saw the flash of jealousy in Tom's eyes. But he stepped away from Hermione anyway and closer to Tom.

"Tom, this is my best friend Hermione, Hermione this is Tom," Harry made the introductions with a small grin.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Granger," Tom nodded, his eyes scanning over her face.

"Its...erm...well...thank you for looking after Ha...him," Hermione settled on.

"No harm will come to him," Tom promised squeezing Harry's hand. Hermione's eyes widened and she looked at Harry shocked. The Death Eaters and Dark Lord watched shocked as the two seemed to have a silent conversation with each other consisting of head tilts and shrugs, smiles, a sheepish grin on Harry's part.

"Ah you never do anything easy do you Harry?" Hermione sighed eventually.

"My Lord, Little Lord we should get started," Rabastan said softly.

"Little Lord?" Hermione asked Harry with a raised eyebrow.

"Do not ask," Harry grumbled glaring at Rabastan who just grinned back.