𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐁𝐈𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏.

Single Chapter

Title: The Unofficial Biography of Harry Potter
Author: The Ruby Moth
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Rating: NC-17 for m/m sexual slash mature adult content.
Notes: PWP, humor, oral, anal, rimming, Post-HBP with minor spoilers.
Summary: 'The Unofficial Biography of Harry Potter, by Eldred Worple: The Unauthorized and Unabridged Truth of the Boy-Who-Lived.' Harry is horrified to discover the bio; but when he learns Draco is one of those responsible, Harry confronts him over the reason behind it.

Harry knocked on the Weasleys' door again, wondering if he was perhaps bothering Mr and Mrs Grangers-Weasley at an inopportune time, or if Ron wasn't home. Harry hoped he wasn't making Hermione heave her pregnant self from too far in the house to get to the door to answer it.

Their cheerful cottage home was nestled quietly amongst other cheerful homes in Ottery St Catchpole - well within walking distance of Luna's, in fact. After their marriage, Ron and Hermione had insisted on living near the Burrow, particularly since Hermione had become pregnant so quickly. Mrs Weasley's help was invaluable, having had so many children herself, and having good relations with the local Ottery Midwives & Mediwitches Foundation.

Maybe she wasn't home either. He was about to knock again just in case, when the door was flung open. Hermione stood there, glowing and round, her prominent belly showing how very well along she was. "Harry! Sorry, I was in the middle of something. Come on in."

Harry followed her in and shut the door as she went into the kitchen.

"What'll you have? I made lemonade," Hermione called to him.

"Yes, please; thanks," Harry answered, looking about the living room. Ron's Quidditch mags still littered the coffee table, and it looked like Hermione had also lost the battle of trying to keep her work separate from her home life. There were books everywhere.

Hermione came back in with two glasses and handed him one. Harry said, "I thought you were going to leave work in the study."

She grinned. "I can barely move these days. I thought it best to go ahead and let Ron bring me books. He's so eager to; how can I refuse him? After all, he has a point. He's worried if I lift one book, the baby will drop and I'll miscarry. He's absolutely paranoid."

"How are you?"

She shrugged. "Couldn't be better, actually. Is this just a social call? After last week, I'd've thought you'd have gone back into hiding for a bit."

"That wasn't my fault," Harry protested. "None of it! No one could have known that Dean's parties would get so rowdy."

Hermione simply sat down carefully on the settee and put her glass on the coffee table upon a barely-visible coaster amidst the books. "Did I say it was? I was talking about Ginny, actually. I know she's turned out to be a bit of a swinger, and I don't have a problem with her, of course. I just know that it must be upsetting for you to see your ex in that kind of a clinch, is all."

"I'm fine," Harry said, eager to leave behind the whole thing. "Actually, the reason I came was because I overheard something odd at work yesterday, and I wanted to get your opinion on it."

"Is this related to a case?" she asked, her expression turning serious.

"No, and that's actually the strange thing about it," Harry said. "I mean, I try not to bother with Auror gossip, and my department is usually more focused on business. They're quite professional, and rarely given to gossiping. I have no complaints. It's just…" He trailed off.

Hermione lifted a brow meaningfully, waiting for him to carry on.

He cleared his throat. "I don't think they knew I was listening. A few of them were standing around the water cooler in the staff room during a coffee break. I was just passing by, when I overheard them saying something about me and Cho."