SECRET ( Drarry fanfiction)

Chapter 13

Harry watched with little surprise as the door mysteriously opened for him. He stepped into the house, the door shut behind him, and Draco slipped the Invisibility Cloak off.

"I can't decide if you have everyone on your side . . . or no one on your side," Draco said bemusedly.

"Tell me about it," Harry grumbled. Especially after the argument with Scrimgeour, he felt like he had to fight for every bit of cooperation he got from his allies.

"I thought the Weasleys, at least, were on your side," Draco said.

"They are," Harry snapped. Draco surprisingly wasn't sounding snide about the Weasleys, but the comment still put Harry on the defensive. "I just fucked up and forgot to tell them to keep quiet about Victoria. I don't dare ask him about it, or it'd bring up more questions I don't want to deal with, but I'd be willing to bet that Mr. Weasley was simply bragging about how proud he was of me for helping take care of her."

Draco shook his head dismissively. "You probably couldn't have given them a valid reason to keep quiet anyway, not without raising suspicion." He stared at Harry with admiration. "I'm actually quite impressed, Potter," he drawled.

"I am, as well," Narcissa said, stepping forward.

Harry looked at them both warily. "You did hear everything, didn't you?" he asked.

"Yes, my daughter will now be a Potter," Draco said dryly.

"Well, what was I supposed to do?" Harry snapped, heading up the stairs. "It's not like I could give her real name. This way she's at least protected from one side. If I gave her real name, she'd likely be a target on both sides."

Harry stepped into his room and went straight to his desk, searching for some clean parchment, ink and quill.

"What are you doing now?" Draco asked.

"I've got to fulfill my end of the bargain," Harry said absently.

"How?" Draco asked.

Harry found parchment, and started digging for ink. "I've got to write Luna first and get her to set things in motion with her dad, and then I need to write Hermione and get her to contact Rita so we can get an article going. Hermione will be able to help decide what should go public and what shouldn't."

He paused thoughtfully. "Although, I'm going to have to figure out how to explain things well enough to satisfy Hermione. She's really going to be questioning why I agreed not to attack the Ministry. It shouldn't be too hard, though. She knows how I feel about family. I don't think she'll question my motives too much," he decided. "She'll figure out what I should say."

The Malfoys remained quiet as Harry quickly dashed off both letters and sent Hedwig out with them.

Harry sat down in the window after letting Hedwig out and turned to face Draco and Narcissa. Narcissa was sitting primly on the edge of his bed, while Draco was sprawled out comfortably. Harry snorted in amusement.

"Mrs. Malfoy, you really look out of place here," he said ruefully.

She looked around briefly before meeting Harry's gaze steadily. "I admit, this is not my usual style, but I am grateful to you for making us welcome," Narcissa said. "I have no cause for complaint."

Harry's brow furrowed in thought. "You're not quite what I expected," he admitted.

"Then I believe that makes us even," Narcissa said, smiling warmly at Harry. "You are not as I expected, either."

Harry shrugged, conceding her point.

"I believe you have earned my trust tonight, as you have earned my son's trust, and my granddaughter's as well," Narcissa said. "I believe my son is correct in that we should accept whatever protection you can offer our family, and in turn, we will do anything that we can to help you."