Second Chances

09. Articles

"I was just thinking how strange this whole situation is," Harry smiled, before quickly assuring them when he saw their worried looks. "Not in a bad way, just strange,"

"If someone had told us six months ago that Harry Potter would be pregnant with Our Lord's first child, living in the mansion happily and even providing help for the war, while talking to us like normal human beings we probably would have cursed them before checking them into St Mungo's for mental checks," Fenrir snorted as he flopped ungracfuly onto the sofa.

"How did it go with the Death Eater?" Harry asked curiously as he leant forward to pour them all a cup of tea from the pot that appeared on his coffee table.

"Oh, that was sorted pretty quickly, Lucius flashed some coins under Fudge's nose, our undercover spies in the Ministry prodded in the right direction and we managed to have the Chicken member who had given the aurors the Death Eaters name checked out and revealed to be part of the 'vigilanty' group who are 'hindering the effectivness in which the Ministry can react to attacks'. Our Death Eater has been given several public apologies and probably won't be looked at twice for months for fear of upsetting him further. Our Lord also spoke to the Death Eaters in the transport section, they're pretty sure they know who the Order spy could be but they're going to work at confirming it for the next meeting," Fenrir smiled wolfishly.

"I still can't believe I didn't know that, Dumbledore must be doubting me for me not to know something like that," Severus sighed.

"So tell him that I am here. That will no doubt get you back into his good books," Harry shrugged.

"What?" Severus and Fenrir both choked out, looking for all the world like Harry had informed them that he had caught Dumbledore performing ballet wearing only the Sorting Hat.

"Well Tom said that it was up to me whether or not to tell the public I am here when the news papers report on what happened. I've decided it will work in our best interests to tell them everything, including the fact that I am with Tom. As much as I enjoy the idea of Moody attempting to track me throught the muggle world, it will gain you their trust back if you tell them where I am before it comes out in the news papers," Harry explained.

"That would put you in danger though," Severus frowned.

"Not really. If they find this mannor then Tom is in danger anyway, if we paint this the right way then we can make the Order look like the bastards they are, while Tom took in his enemy and looked after me and his unborn son. It will show him in a more sympathetic and caring light to the public," Harry disagreed.

"How the hell are you a Gryffindor?" Fenrir asked stunned as he eyed Harry. With a mischievious grin to Severus Harry answered.

"Well actually the hat wanted to place me in Slytherin, but at that point I had only spoken to Hagrid and Ron, who considering how far under Dumbledore's thumb they were had given me a bad impression of anyhing Slytherin, and Draco who after already being sorted into Slytherin made me determined to go anywhere but there to avoid having to spend the next seven years with him. So I asked the Hat not to put me there," Harry said before taking a sip of his tea as the two grown men gawped at him.

"It makes so much sense now," Severus groaned dropping his face into his hands.

"What does?" Fenrir frowned still slightly shocked.

"Why I've not managed to catch him for even ¼ of the things I know he's done. He's a Slytherin with a Gryffindor veneer," Severus ranted throwing his arms out dramtically.

"To be fair, some of the things you accused me of I haven't done. It was Crouch stealing your ingredients during my fourth year, Dobby the House elf stole the Gillyweed for me for the Second Task and I was in too much of a panic to ask where he got it from," Harry snickered.