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Chapter II –Dogfight–

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"Talking"

'Thinking'

{Talking on the fireplace/Two-way mirror}

–Parseltongue–

Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others

Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV


Chapter II

–Dogfight–

Saturday, 2 September 1995

HJP’s POV

Harry got up early and went for a shower, when he returned to the bedroom he found Tommy standing up and starting to shift himself back into his teenage-version.

“You don’t need to change when it’s just us.” He argued.

“Winky woke me up because your friends want to come to wake us up.” The older said and accepted the kiss before heading to the bathroom. “Dry your hair.”

Harry rolled his eyes and dressed himself as he heard the office’s door opening. He was just finishing putting the school robe on when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Yes.” He agreed, picked the towel and started doing his best to dry himself, only for Hermione to show up before him and take it over for him quickly and efficiently. “I need to learn that. Principally since my hair is more tameable when it’s bigger.”

Hermione, who obviously had been about to reprimand him at letting it grow, held back at realising the reasoning behind.

“I’ll speak with Lavender and Parvati.” She agreed. “They know better than us about hairstyles and how to fasten them up.”

Harry nodded thankfully and looked at the twins looking around as if expecting something. Winky popped in, picked Tom’s change of clothes and popped away.

“But he is still here with you for you.” Hermione offered kindly. “As pampered as Mr Serpens Black might have pampered You Know Who’s son, he is still here for you. His father’s known antagonist.”

Right… Hermione knew of Tom Riddle…

“I’m not going to fight anyone, Hermione. I left the war the moment I accepted what my feelings for Thanatos were. Last train ride I had already decided to jump out of that.”

Hermione opened her mouth and then closed it, understanding.

“And, unlike his Papa, Thanatos is here with Harry and actually putting up with a Muggleborn’s massive interrogation.” Hermione turned deep red at the twins’ reminder. “As much obviously in-love he may be with Harry here, remember to go easy on the guy, Hermione.” They warned her without needing to tell her about the actually being the You Know Who.

Harry nodded thankfully at the two, who nodded back. Eventually, Tommy left ready for the day, joined them and they all left the quarters together.

“Thanatos?” Hermione asked and Tom looked at her from his place where he was walking hand-in-hand with Harry. “What are your thoughts on the upcoming war? About Muggle raised?”

“My parents were Muggle raised.” Tom supplied. “My Father told me that my bearer father was used like a slave House-elf by his Muggle relatives. Like Harry. And like Harry he still has the physical scars to prove it.”

Hermione glanced at Harry surprised.

“Not all Muggles are bad.” Harry argued.

“There’s no good nor bad.” Tom argued and Harry glared at the older. “What?”

“If you dare finish that line by saying that only some archive greatness or whatever, I swear I’ll make you regret it.” He snapped and Tommy still seemed confused. “That’s what your Papa told me in my first-year right before he tried to kill me!” He reminded harshly.

Tom’s eyes grew and then pulled Harry into a hug.

Harry frowned and focused on his breath only to feel his magic go under control. He blushed immediately.

“Pregnancy hormones already?” Hermione wondered.

“It started on the first minutes after we first did it.” Tom agreed as he held Harry tight. “According to what I was taught it is expected because men don’t have this amount of hormones like women do.” –Calmer?– He added towards Harry, who nodded shyly. “Lets go down for breakfast.”

Shyly, Harry stepped back and they descended into the Great Hall.

“Are there any books about male pregnancy in the School Library?” Hermione wondered.

“Not in Hogwarts School according to my father. But it’s been decades after all. Things may have changed since then. Can’t all have been for the worse.”

“Worse?”

“What?” Hermione asked surprised.

“Have you ever travelled around the world?”

“I went to France with my parents.” Hermione agreed.

“Egypt.” The twins offered.

“No…?”

“Then why do you expect the same from a World not your own where you are being introduced to as a child so when you are an adult you know it by heart? What happens when you aren’t introduced as a child? It creates angst between you and the born and raised in that mode of thinking. Why should the French all speak perfect English when you are the one moving into France? Sure they learn English, but should all of them be forced to speak it fluently for you? Or are you the one who should learn?”

Harry was ready to interfere when he realised understanding hit Hermione’s face.

–Wasn’t expecting that.–

–What?–

“The Ravenclaws are also in a tower.” George offered as they all moved around the Gryffindor table to sit down.

Tom hummed. As Harry sat down, Dobby popped in with Harry’s food before popping out. Harry and Tommy were finishing and standing up to go for a walk with Sirius when Professor McGonagall entered the Great Hall. She looked back at them and then took a timetable from her heap and gave Harry.

“Thank you, Professor.”

“Filius told me that your paperwork got lost in the mail. I’m heading to the Ministry to pick a copy after breakfast. Anything in special you need on your timetable changed?”

Harry read it quickly.

“Classroom so Mother can teach me, Tham and Hermione Wizardry Etiquette and our inheritance.” He agreed, looking up at the woman.

“Tham?”

“Professor, this is Heir Thanatos Black-Peverell, my fiancé and the father of my incoming baby. Tham, this is Professor McGonagall. She is the Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor House. She is also the Transfiguration Professor.”

“The paperwork was lost most likely because my father is Lord Tom Peverell, née Riddle.” Tom supplied and the woman hummed. “I was raised with my bearer father Lord Serpens Black out the country. My bearer father didn’t want for me to suffer the same persecution my other father suffered at the hands of the then Deputy Headmaster, Gryffindor Head House and Transfiguration Professor for being a Slytherin and so enrolled me in Durmstrang School instead.”

“I will be sure to check about that.” She agreed. “When you contact Lord Black, do please warn him that I do not allow personal vendettas against certain students. Actually this is an argument I tend to have with fellow co-workers. If anyone dares to go after you: you may come to me.” She offered and then walked towards the Gryffindor table.

The two left with Sirius walking ahead of the two into the Grounds. As Sirius run around, the two walked aimlessly.

–What was that all about?–

–Dumblefool had the exact same job as Professor McGonagall. I worded it that way so she knew that the School Board knows perfectly well that my ‘family’ doesn’t trust in England’s schooling system.– Tom-tom supplied with a shrug. –This way she won’t dare to argue my presence outside and inside the classrooms.–

Harry hummed, looking at the sky.

“You are overprotective.”

“You still love me.”

Harry smiled amused and nodded.

“You know that I do.”

The two heard the sound of fake-throwing up. They turned to look and found Sirius in his dog form fake throwing up.

“That mutt of yours is in serious need of dog-training.” Tom sneered. “I wonder if I should get him classes, as well as get him fixed.”

Sirius tensed up and looked up at Tom with wide-eyes, his ears pointing up to the sky. Harry rolled his eyes.

Tom scoffed at Harry’s wording, who rolled his eyes.

“I promise not to get your mutt fixed…” Tommy promised, just to add: “for now.” Only for Sirius to growl.

Before Harry could react though a massive hand took hold of Sirius’ collar and pulled him away. Harry looked to find Sirius being held back by Hagrid.

“Need a helpin’ hand, Harry?” The tall man asked amused.

“Yes, please. Tham and my dog Sirius hate each other. Sirius is well behaved until Tham shows up.”

Hagrid laughed.

“I’ll see if I can ge’ tha’ looked up.” The older agreed. “Tham?”

“Thanatos.” Tommy argued.

“Bi’ name.” Hagrid retorted and Harry snorted. “Professor McGonagall asked to speak with yeh two.”

Harry nodded and went to move back inside when he realized that Sirius was being manhandled by Hagrid and brought along to the other’s hunt. Harry felt pity for his godfather but walked inside alongside Tom towards Professor McGonagall’s classroom. The woman was by her desk like usual and was looking through paperwork.

“I take it you have found my paperwork.” Tom supplied.

“Yes, apparently the School Board had been sent a letter by your bearer father with the proof of Professor Dumbledore’s knowledge of your paperwork.” Professor McGonagall agreed as she showed the parchment to Tom, who looked through it with a hum. “If possible I need to speak with your bearer father.” She added.

Harry looked sideways towards Tom who was smiling at the woman, although not in a nice way.

“Who is requesting that? Professor McGonagall? Or… Order of the Phoenix’s Member?” Was asked harshly, his tone going angrier by each word.

Professor McGonagall frowned and then nodded, understanding.

“How about a meeting in a location of your father’s choosing?” She asked instead.

Harry stayed quiet, looking at his lover who then nodded.

“I’ll use my two-way-mirror to ask my father first. I hope you understand that my father doesn’t want Order’s Members near my bearer father. After what happened to my bearer father when my father was a child, my father become quite protective of him.”

Professor McGonagall nodded.

“Completely understandable.”

Tom turned around, pulled an arm around Harry and they left.

–Considering you once showed up inside Hogwarts and you said you had to leave it means that you have a way to leave the school unnoticed, am I right?– Tommy asked quietly and Harry nodded. –Do you want to be Serpens for a day?–

Harry looked around them unsure and his fiancé snorted.

-Look at me.– The older said and when Harry did, he saw the sweet smile in the other that he loved so much. –Parseltongue. That’s a language that not even Dumbledore can study.–

Tom hummed. As Harry sat down, Dobby popped in with Harry’s food before popping out. Harry and Tommy were finishing and standing up to go for a walk with Sirius when Professor McGonagall entered the Great Hall. She looked back at them and then took a timetable from her heap and gave Harry.

“Thank you, Professor.”

“Filius told me that your paperwork got lost in the mail. I’m heading to the Ministry to pick a copy after breakfast. Anything in special you need on your timetable changed?”

Harry read it quickly.

“Classroom so Mother can teach me, Tham and Hermione Wizardry Etiquette and our inheritance.” He agreed, looking up at the woman.

“Tham?”

“Professor, this is Heir Thanatos Black-Peverell, my fiancé and the father of my incoming baby. Tham, this is Professor McGonagall. She is the Deputy Headmistress and Head of Gryffindor House. She is also the Transfiguration Professor.”

Tom bowed his head at Professor McGonagall.

“The paperwork was lost most likely because my father is Lord Tom Peverell, née Riddle.” Tom supplied and the woman hummed. “I was raised with my bearer father Lord Serpens Black out the country. My bearer father didn’t want for me to suffer the same persecution my other father suffered at the hands of the then Deputy Headmaster, Gryffindor Head House and Transfiguration Professor for being a Slytherin and so enrolled me in Durmstrang School instead.”

Professor McGonagall nodded.

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