co-written with the ineffable Miss Stella Revolution, but as she's
dropped off the face of the planet for the time being, I'll be writing
the next bits by me onesies until further notice. As always,
these characters belong
to JKR, except for Saoirse, who belongs to Stella and me. And actually,
I came to find out the other day that I accidentally stole the idea for
a "daughter named freedom" from Roddy Doyle. Oops.
and Forgotten Spaces
Deirdre Riordan and Stella Revolution
had loved Brighid. There was no one who
that for a second. Theirs had been a marriage of comfort, both of them
to have someone to hold through the long nights during the war. She had
aid the Order in the fight against Voldemort and had quickly become
indispensable, both to the Order and to Harry, even long after the
ended and peace was restored. Had she attended Hogwarts, Harry was
would have been a Hufflepuff-- long-suffering, diligent, loyal to a
else could have put up with him, after all? There had never been real
between them, but there had been warmth and love of the most steady and
death had been no freak accident, and for that
grateful. He couldn't have stood yet another person being ripped away
with no warning. Though the last year had been excruciating just the
There hadn't been much anyone could do, doctors and mediwizards alike,
for the reason that no one had ever seen her disease before. Her
merely begun to dissolve, little by little. They had been able to delay
certainly, with potions and transplants, but it could not be stopped.
Muggle doctors had tried to give it some long Latin name. The
threw up their hands and said it could very well be the after-effect of
the curses she'd been hit with in the war for all they knew. Harry had
job as an Auror immediately when Brighid fell ill, and had spent the
time taking care of her and doing things she'd always wanted to do.
been wonderful times, seasides and holidays when Brighid was well
they were always bittersweet with the knowledge that each one could be
last. Harry glanced down at the little raven-haired girl who was asleep
him in the train compartment. They'd waited to tell her until it could
longer be hidden or explained away that there was something very, very
with Mam. For her five years, Saoirse had been surprisingly mature. She
bawled for hours, of course, when she found out, but when Brighid's
came, she'd tearfully kissed her mother goodbye and told her she'd see
Heaven. That had just about torn Harry's heart out. But Brighid had
peacefully, more or less, and they had been as ready for it as was
Harry and his daughter sat on the Hogwarts
the way to the large, solemn Parting that was accorded to all former
members. He could have easily Apparated with his small daughter, of
come to that, driven the car, but there was something about watching
Scottish countryside go by through the windows of the Express that he needed right now.
they reached the station at Hogsmeade, Colm,
father (and incidentally only living relative) was there waiting, along
Hermione, Luna, and… Snape? What on earth was he doing there? Harry
knew for a
fact that he and his daughter were the only ones on the train, so he
had to be
coming to meet them.
Saoirse exclaimed, jumping up
dhuit," Colm said, reaching around his
granddaughter to shake Harry's hand.
is Muire dhuit," Harry replied. This was
pretty much the extent of his Irish, but Saoirse began chattering
and Luna got hugs and kisses, and then
problem of how on earth to greet Severus Snape. They had last parted
ill-will between them, but they had parted strangely, on the brink of
almost-friendship. Somewhere past handshakes, but not quite to hugs.
he gave up and just embraced the man briefly.
Harry." They both of them held on longer
than they meant to. Harry couldn't help it. The scent on the silky
pressed to his face was one he remembered well, one of rosemary and
and things being okay.
git, don't bother owling."
brat." But these insults were uttered
with as much affection as one can put into any term of endearment.
relieved. At least things were where they had stood previously.
group decided to walk up to the castle, since
afternoon provided some ready-made cheer, and Saoirse needed to burn
energy. They walked five abreast, with Saoirse running circles round
demanding to be picked up and put down every thirty seconds. She
onto her father, nearly knocking him over. "Oof! Love, you'll soon be
big to be carried," Harry said jokingly, knowing full well he'd carry
till she was twenty if she asked.
bheidh!" she exclaimed, and scrambled
Harry's shoulder onto a very surprised Severus. Harry braced himself
didn't come. Severus shocked him. "Are we a
monkey?" He asked in a playful voice, removing the girl from his
and holding her in his arms.
The man's gone barmy!
"I never knew you liked kids, Severus."
Headmaster smirked. "I adore them until they
eleven, Potter." The rest of the group stifled a laugh.
can I stay with Daideó when we get to
He said I could if you don't mind."
this true, Colm?" he asked, raising an
eyebrow. "Does the monkey speak the truth?"
love to have her, Harry. You probably have
of catching up with people round here to do, and I'll not be seeing her
then. Hear that, sweetheart? You're
raibh maith agat!"
was thankful that the other guests weren’t
arrive until the next day. They ate dinner in the Great Hall with the
and Harry was able to catch up on some of the old news in between
his daughter showing off. Everyone found her adorable, and she knew it.
the snarky Headmaster had a small smile on his face.
me a lot of her father," Severus said
quietly, leaning toward Harry.
grinned. "Well, yes, she is gorgeous, isn't
she?" This elicited giggles from those in earshot.
eventually ran out of energy and was
carried off to
bed by her grandfather. Harry felt terrible for the man. It was Harry's
that parents should never outlive their children. Colm's wife had been
ages; Brighid had never even known her. Harry was grateful that Saoirse
be able to remember her mother, and that Colm had the little girl to
mind off things. Harry had offered many times for his father-in-law to
in Dublin, but the older
shook his head, saying he couldn't bear to leave Connemara.
Harry wondered about Dublin.
was little there for him now, other than a home that held more pain
anything else at this point, and a few acquaintances. But he felt it
unfair to Saoirse, and to Colm. So, for the near future, he was
would be a decision to make when it came time for her to go to school.
would likely get two letters, one from Hogwarts and one from
Danann, the school her mother had attended. Harry wanted her to go to
of course, and Brighid had wanted the same, but the choice would
up to Saoirse.
staff began to excuse themselves from the
preparation of the long day ahead of them. Harry rose to leave as well,
Snape touched his shoulder. "Will you come for a drink?" he asked.
nodded and silently followed him to his
was surprised to find that he'd taken Dumbledore's old quarters.
out of the dungeons at last, Severus? I
Hell must have frozen over."
smirked. "Bloodstone," he said to the
"If you must know, Potter," he said as they ascended the stairs,
"apparently there's actually a clause in the school charter that says
Headmaster must inhabit these rooms. I was not particularly thrilled."
entered the office and Harry looked around.
Much of it
was the same as it had been when Dumbledore was Headmaster. Some of the
paintings were different (Severus appeared to have got rid of the more
disagreeable former Headmasters), and the carpeting had been changed to
green. The chairs had been changed for some Harry recognised as having
from Severus' old office. Some of the Frightening Things in Jars had
their way to the new office, as had the antique scales and vials. The
was strange, seeing these artefacts mixed in with those of Dumbledore
of his predecessors.
memories in this place," Harry breathed as he
followed Severus up the stairs into his private quarters. Harry had
in here before. The Headmaster gestured to the couch. Harry sat down
watched as Severus lit the fire and poured two glasses of whiskey.
sat down across from him and handed him his
"I'm terribly sorry about Brighid," he said at length.
nodded. "Thank you. It's all right, though.
was in so much pain."
you don't mind my asking, do you know what it
shook his head. "No, nobody knows. Her internal
organs were basically disintegrating little by little. No one could
what caused it. Our best guess was the after-effects of curses reacting
didn't you contact me?"
you couldn't have done anything, no more
a fleet of Mediwizards and Muggle doctors could."
was a good woman."
she was. I hate that Saoirse has to grow up
her. But she's got me, and she's got Colm. She'll be better off than I
command of Irish is astounding for someone
laughed. "It certainly is. Sometimes I'm
she'll forget her English-- at times she'll speak Irish to me and not
she's doing it. She learned from Brighid and Colm."
you be sending her to primary school?"
sighed. "The eternal debate. I want her
course, but the only decent Wizarding primary school in Dublin
was burned to the ground in the war. My choices are to move to Connemara
with her, or just send her there on her own."
you ever thought about coming back to Britain?
There are plenty of respectable institutions in London,
or Hogsmeade for that matter."
thought about it. But I don't want to leave
alone, and he won't leave Connemara. He's been
father to me these past six years, Sev. I feel as though I owe it to
stay. I owe it to Saoirse."
not as though it’s all that far."
know. It just isn't the same somehow, though.
I'm sending her to primary school, I want it to be in the Republic. I
want her to lose her Irish." Harry put down his drink and rested his
in his hand. "I just wish Brighid were still around. She'd know what to
do. I'm lost without her, really."
imperceptible crossed Severus' face, but
back into the customary mask before Harry could place what it was. "You
loved her greatly, didn't you?"
sighed. "Yeah, I did. Maybe not the way you
but I did."
eyebrow raised in question. "Not the way I
you know how it was with Brighid and me.
were never fireworks. But we were comfortable together and made each
happy. We hardly ever made love, we mostly just held one another. It
was all we
needed most of the time. She always listened to me, never judged me,
labelled me or expected great feats of me. Other than my daughter, of
was one of maybe three people I've ever known who truly saw past the
Colm has a tendency to put me on a pedestal at times."
were the other two?"
looked more than a little surprised. "What
when it came right down to it, not even her.
thought she could, but it was never the same after Ron died. All the
was like she was silently asking me why I didn't save him. Luna,
I suppose she's too barmy to care about things like fame and glory. And
You hated me. You were the only one who ever made me prove myself."
laid a hand on his arm. "I never hated
did make you prove yourself, but only because I knew you'd be facing
things than a snarky Potions professor. I wanted you to be ready."
sighed. "We shouldn't dwell on such
What are your plans now?"
for tonight, or for the rest of my life?"
not sure. The Aurors at the Dublin Ministry
take me back, of course. I was only on an extended leave. But I'm not
sure if I
want to go back to them. I don't strictly need to work. I've still got
my parents' inheritance, and Brighid's insurance settlement will pay
schooling than Saoirse could ever dream of needing. I'll probably go
mad if I
don't keep busy, though. I've toyed with the idea of writing a book.
time I pick up a quill, I just choke."
you ever considered coming back here and
teaching? We could really use you. The Defence Against the Dark Arts
still seems to be cursed, and I think maybe you could break it."
gave an exasperated sigh and pinched the
bridge of his
nose. "Did you not catch the part where I don't want to leave Ireland?"
he asked, a little irritated.
want to, or feel like you can't?"
ignored the question. "Severus, if I'd known
only motive tonight was to try and rope me into a teaching contract,
have come up here with you." There was an edge in his voice that was
always there right before he exploded and started yelling.
don't get upset. That wasn't my motive at
all." He reached over and clasped Harry's hand.
ripped his hand away. "What was your motive,
make sure you were all right. To try and mend
whatever it was that made you storm out of my office the night you told
were marrying Brighid and not speak a word to me for six years. To try
that from happening again. To remind you that I care for you and that
if you need me." His voice was calm.
you want to know what happened that night? Do
want to know why I left and never looked back?" Harry asked in a
bitter tone. "Because it was you I was in love with! I wanted you to
me! But you just smiled and wished me joy like you couldn't see what
written all over my face. And you could, I know you could. You knew.
I left." He stood up. "And that's why I'm leaving now."
Snape tried to grab his arm and stop him
leaving, but Harry again violently pulled away, his eyes wild. He was
door and down the stairs before Severus' next statement was out of his
"I didn't know." Snape picked up Harry's empty glass and threw it
against the far wall with as much force as he could muster.
saw Harry the next day, of course, but
speak. Harry wouldn't even meet his eyes. Hermione looked at him
but he just shook his head and went back to his newspaper.
memorial service was beautiful. The front lawn
Hogwarts was draped in dewy white roses and lilies that glistened in
morning sun. He gave a short speech about Brighid's sacrifices and her
the Light. Then Harry got up to give the eulogy.
was not merely my wife," he began.
"She was my friend, my confidante, and my comrade, my partner in
everything. She took every hardship with a brave face, found a little
triumph in even the worst defeat. It was no different when she got
postponed the inevitable as long as possible, but when it came, she was
and she met it with a brave face. The only tears she shed through the
ordeal, through all the physical pain and defeat and frustration, were
daughter kissed her goodbye. She left us behind, yes, but she also left
a great legacy of loyalty and tenacity that cannot be forgotten. In her
hours she said to me--" Harry paused to wipe his eyes, "--she said,
'Don't let them mourn me. But don't let them forget me either.' So, by
order of the late and great Brighid Aoife Uí Braonáin
Potter, I must command you not to weep or to mourn, but to
remember and to celebrate the thirty good years she gave us. And, also
orders, due to the fact that I couldn't say no to her, I'm now to sing
she wanted me to sing. It's a Muggle song, and one of her favourites.
Luna." Luna Lovegood stepped onto the stage with a viola and took her
place next to Harry. Severus didn't know whether to laugh or cry when
the opening notes of "Both Sides Now." He was also surprised when he
heard Harry's rich tenor wash over the crowd. He'd had no idea the man
"…I’ve looked at
life from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It’s life’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know life at all."
performance was met by a round of tearful
"I think," he said when it died down, "That she wanted us to
remember to live. To know life, and
to revel in the freedom she helped us gain."
stepped down from the podium and embraced
daughter. The crowd followed his lead to a banquet in the Great Hall,
which Severus had no opportunity to speak to Harry. There was a
of people coming up to shake his hand or kiss his cheek. The luncheon
dinnertime, when the guests at last began to leave.
was about to leave as well, but a
bundle of energy landed in his lap before he could stand up. "Hello,
Saoirse," he said, trying to smile.
aren't you sitting with Da?"
father's a bit angry with me at the moment."
said that after Mam, you were his best
did he say that?" Severus was surprised.
why don’t you visit?"
difficult to answer such
simple questions! "I… your
father and I are both very busy."
like you better than Auntie
Luna. Mam always said
she was funny in the head."
was about to reply when a
shadow fell over him and
he heard Harry's voice. "There you are, Saoirse. You shouldn't run off
like that. Now let's leave Professor Snape in peace so we can put you
to bed. We
have to get up very early tomorrow."
stood up and handed over
the child, forcing Harry to
meet his eyes. "She wasn't bothering me, really." Harry said nothing.
"You're leaving in the morning?"
just nodded, and started to
Don’t walk away from me.
At least hear what I
have to say."
green eyes turned on him.
"Let's have it,
here. Come up later. I'll be
Severus turned on his heel and walked to his office.
sat at his desk with a glass
of whiskey, attempting to
catch up on some of his correspondence. But his hands wouldn't stop
with the anticipation of what he was going to say when Harry came. If he came. It was true, he hadn't known
of Harry's feelings for him. He'd seen evidence of them, but he'd
off as wishful thinking on his part. Yes, he'd loved the green-eyed
since his last year at Hogwarts. Maybe it was mere lust back then, but
war began, it did become love. He and Harry had grown closer every day
first six months. They were constantly paired up for missions and
instinctively well together. Then Brighid had arrived, and all had been
Severus had injured his leg, so much so that he was no longer any good
field. So she had been paired with
Harry. And all had been lost. The night Harry had announced his
Severus felt his heart ripped in two. But he wanted Harry to be happy.
what was really on the man's face, he'd smiled and offered his
Which was where it had been left, until last night.
now he was prepared to
confess it all, at what was, in
all probability, the worse of all possible times to do so. He didn't
that Harry would run into his arms, no. The man had just lost his wife,
Merlin's sake. He couldn't even expect that Harry might still love him
all this time. All he could ask for, as he had done so many years ago
very office, was a second chance.
waited for two hours,
brooding and mulling over
things in his mind. At last, just when he was about to give up, he
telltale scraping of the stone staircase. Harry entered. He had quite
was it you wanted to say?"
Harry asked, his
Severus spilled everything
from beginning to end.
he finished twenty minutes
later, Harry, who had been
motionless for the entire speech, came around behind the desk and
"Oh, Sev. I wish I'd known," he said into his hair.
pulled Harry down into
his lap and held him. Harry
put his arms around his neck and sobbed into his shoulder for an
Finally, he whispered, "Don't cry, Harry."
lifted his head and
sniffled. "I'm sorry. It's
just that, well, we missed all these years because we were both stupid."
gently wiped the tears from
Harry's cheeks. "That
doesn't mean we can't get them back."
know. But at the same time, I
can't offer you
anything right now. It wouldn't be right, and it wouldn't be fair to
Colm or Brighid for me to have a new partner so soon. I had a long talk
Colm, though, and we came to an agreement. I'm going to move down to
with Saoirse until she turns eleven, at which point she'll go to
I'll move back to London or Hogsmeade, or take the DADA position if
this was certainly better
than Severus had hoped for.
But… "Six years? Are you telling me I'm not to see you for yet another
didn't say anything about
that. Once every few
months, at the very least."
gave him a tentative kiss
goodbye and walked out the
door, promising to write.
* * *
Connemara is gorgeous. Well,
gorgeous if you like
bogs and rocks. I think it's lovely. Saoirse and I have moved into a
little way down the road from Colm, and she'll be starting primary
school in a
few weeks. She seems happy. She's trying to teach me Irish, and failing
miserably as usual. I think I'm just too old to learn. I managed to get
point where I could sing the national anthem at Quidditch matches, but
think I'll get much further. There's not much news, really. It's very
here. Colm is going to take Saoirse on the ferry to Inis Mór
tomorrow to show
her the house he grew up in. I'm going into town to try to get a few
things for the house. We didn't sell the house in Dublin, so most of our
furniture and things are
still there. You'll be thrilled to know that my daughter wants her new
decorated in Slytherin colours! I don't know what you did to her, but
going to pay! Only joking. Anyway, I should go and get started cooking
before the lady of the house has my head. I miss you. Write soon.
* * *
10 August 2003
I'm sorry to take so
long to respond to your letter. It's been absolute mayhem here these
days. I've been interviewing five or six imbeciles a day for the DADA
the house-elves are constantly popping in and getting up my arse about
something, and yesterday Draco bloody Malfoy showed up in my
five-year-old child, no less!-- seeking asylum. Apparently some of
friends aren't too pleased with him. I've set him and his son up with
but I don't really know what I'm going to do with them. We haven't got
Potions professor, either, so I suppose Draco could teach that and I
teach DADA myself. Draco is, perhaps, qualified for Offence With the Dark Arts, but certainly not Defence
Against. It's all such a headache. On top of that, Poppy is pestering
her potions stores. Did I happen to mention that I never wanted to be
Headmaster? Must go. Poppy is screeching again. I miss you too.
20 August 2003
I hope you've not gone
round the twist yet, and that things are working out with the staff.
is pretty much respectable-looking now, other than the silver and green
travesty that is the room across from mine! Saoirse keeps talking about
think you must have made quite an impression. If you can get away
begins, we'd love to have you over for dinner some night. I promise my
is better than my potions. Let me know as soon as you can. Portkey
I know how you hate Floo. Just press the button. It's good for a week.
Will come day after
tomorrow. Looking forward to it.
* * *
There was quite a
ruckus in the Potter household. Saoirse
was practicing the piano, and Harry
was attempting to cook dinner, in between listening to the Puddlemere
the WWN and Apparating back and forth to the market for forgotten
On top of that, he'd gotten two fire calls from Luna and one from
asking what Saoirse wanted for her birthday. He began wishing that his
five-year-old knew how to cook so he could go lie down.
managed to come together,
though, and Harry had just
enough time to spare to shower and change out of his food-splattered
and be standing in the living room in a fresh shirt and slacks when
materialised. Before Harry could even greet him, Saoirse screeched,
"Severus!" and practically catapulted off the piano bench to latch
herself onto the man.
Harry's relief, Severus just
laughed and kissed the top
of her head. "Saoirse, why don't you go and set the table so we can
love?" Harry said, prying his daughter off of his love interest. The
trotted into the kitchen to get the dishes.
Harry said with a laugh.
yourself," Severus said,
brushing a kiss over
his cheek and squeezing his hand.
sighed. "I know, I know."
was pleasant. Severus
complimented Harry's cooking
(accompanied by a jab about his potion-making skills) and they drank
after glass of wine.
chattered about turning
six in two days and about
going to school. Suddenly, she got a quizzical look on her face and
her father. "Da, if we can't get a new Mam, can we get another Da?"
turned bright red and
nearly choked on his potatoes.
"We'll see, love," he said. Severus snickered and Harry glared at
played the piano for them
after dinner and Harry
couldn't help beaming like a proud father over his child's talent. At
pint-sized chatterbox fell asleep on the hearth rug and Harry put her
He poured two more glasses of wine and rejoined Severus on the couch in
of the fire. "I'm glad you came," he said.
two men stared silently into
the flames for a long
while, listening to the peat crackle. Harry wanted desperately to kiss
into oblivion, but settled for holding his hand and letting him stroke
a long time, Severus broke
the silence. "Harry,
I'm afraid I have to ask you a favour."
Malfoy and his son. They
Hogwarts is too obvious. If there were anyone else I'd never ask you,
cut him off. "It's all
right. They're welcome
here as long as they need. The boy-- what's his name?"
Christopher can go to
school with Saoirse if
they get here by next week."
was going to send them first
thing tomorrow. You'd
have to talk to Draco about the school, though. Isn't it all in Irish?"
it's bilingual. Many of the
children around here
are going to be just learning Irish for the first time. He wouldn't be
would be highly beneficial, I
think. There aren't
so many restrictions on underage magic here, as long as the child is
in school and an adult is supervising."
nodded. "Thank you,
sat, talking idly for an
hour or two more and enjoying
each other's warmth and proximity. Finally, Severus had to go back to
Harry stood up to see him off and was surprised to find his lips
captured in a soft, sweet kiss. He was shocked motionless for a moment,
then gave into sensation, moaning and curling his fingers into Severus'
They held each other tightly, lips and tongues exploring, until they
to their senses and pulled away, breathless.
Merlin," Harry murmured.
sorry. I didn't mean for
that to happen."
be sorry," said Harry,
still reeling from
the kiss. "Just… know that we can't take it beyond that for a while."
nodded. "Well, Saoirse
did seem pretty keen on
getting another father," he said with a smirk.
rolled his eyes. "Of all
the things that have
come out of that child's mouth. She'll probably think Malfoy's a
as long as you don't."
please." Harry planted a
much more chaste
kiss on his lips and swatted him on the bum. "Off with you. I'll see
in the morning." Severus Apparated away.
went to bed, dreaming about
the kiss and worrying
about what on earth he was going to do with a house full of Malfoys.
two Malfoys did, in his opinion, qualify as a house full.
next morning, Harry got his
daughter up early and
explained the situation. She fortunately understood, and agreed to be
particularly nice to Christopher. Then she asked to go round Colm's and
him feed the goats.
to his own devices for a
while, Harry began making
breakfast (for six, just in case) and singing along with his David
at the top of his lungs. Until, that is, he saw two extremely amused
and a small boy in his kitchen doorway. He blushed and turned off the
shook hands with Malfoy and was introduced to Christopher, who
smiled and gave him a kiss.
Saoirse?" Severus asked.
have been mauled by now."
laughed. "She's just gone
grandfather's. I'll call them. Help yourselves to breakfast if you
like, I made
Harry returned from the
living room, his three guests
were seated at the kitchen table, eating happily. "They'll be round
directly," Harry said, fixing himself a plate.
everyone was present and
introduced and fed, Harry and
Severus went outside to set wards for the Malfoys' protection. "I don't
think you'll need these," Severus said. "I don't think these people
are serious enough to risk crossing international boundaries. But I
Draco and Christopher out of harm's way until they're caught. Which
returned to find Saoirse and
Christopher gone and Draco
and Colm talking about Quidditch. "Where'd the kids go?" Harry asked.
wanted to show mine her
cards," Draco said, rolling his eyes.
yes," Harry said. "She has
them all, you
at least we don't have to
worry about them being
like the previous generation of Potters and Malfoys," Severus said
took his leave, saying he
needed to finish up with the
goats. Severus stuck around for a second cup of tea and gave them
instructions, then left as well. And so it came to be that Draco Malfoy
Harry Potter were alone together at the latter's kitchen table, picking
their rashers and staring into their teacups.
Potter--" Draco began.
call me Harry."
I know saying things like
this isn't really in
the Malfoy vocabulary, but… well, you're saving my arse, and my son's.
smiled. "You're welcome.
And as long as you're
here, I want you to treat this as your home too, understood?"
went on to discuss the
subject of school, which Draco
seemed to think was a good idea. Harry showed him the guest room and
the tour of the house. "I figured Christopher could either sleep with
or in Saoirse's room if they get on."
seem to be," Draco said,
poking his head in
the doorway of the little girl's bedroom, where she was pointing out
a picture book and apparently giving Christopher an Irish lesson. Draco
smirked. "Nice décor."
sighed. "Her idea, not
mine. She seems to be
destined for Slytherin, though."
that," Draco said. "With a
for a father and a might-as-well-be-Hufflepuff for a mum."
know I'm part Slytherin."
still strange." He clapped
a hand over his
mouth. "Oh, bugger, Harry, your wife! I'd forgotten! I'm sorry!"
what, mentioning her?"
I thought maybe it was too
shook his head. "Don't
worry. It's fine. Saoirse
doesn't even want a new mum, she's hell-bent on having Severus for her
spluttered and laughed in
an extremely un-Malfoy
manner. "I'm sorry, it's just-- well, you know!"
I know. Imagine how Sev
felt when she said as
much in the middle of dinner!" Harry chuckled. "It's all right,
though, they adore one another, even though Severus won't admit it."
you come up Saoirse for
a name, anyway?'
means freedom. It seemed
appropriate. What happened
with you and Pansy?"
snorted. "She was an evil
bitch, for one. For
two, she left me for Blaise Zabini."
be. She was horrible to
he doesn't remember it since he was so young."
can anyone not love their
helps if one's not capable of
feeling in the first
place." Draco grimaced. "Arranged marriages are cruel and unusual
punishment in my opinion."
helped Draco unpack and
they talked most of the
morning, through cleaning the breakfast dishes and through cooking
children ate with them but scurried off immediately back to whatever
been doing, and the two men continued talking, through a few games of
the Daily Prophet crossword. By the
time they had cooked and eaten dinner and the children had gone to bed,
were both growing hoarse, but they kept talking, through several
glasses of Cognac
and the chocolate that Draco had brought, until they were both sleepy
and stumbled off to their respective beds.
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