Chapter three
Dear Padfoot, Moony, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George and Ginny,
Ok, first I guess I should say please do not freak out! I am perfectly safe where I am and here through choice. If you perform the truth revealing spell on the letter you will find that this is the complete truth and I haven't coerced in anyway!
Right so I'm guessing that by now you know I'm not at the Dursleys, you'll understand why it wasn't safe for me to stay there in a little bit. I'm sorry if I worried you, I tried to write separate letters to you about a hundred times but couldn't find the right way to say it. So I'm being a chicken about it and sending you all one letter to tell you what's happened now that I am out the country.
So here we go. The night of the Department of Mysteries I'm sure you all remember that during the chase me and Lucius Malfoy ran through what I think Moody called the desire room. You were all so relieved that you had caught me 'in time' and could erase the rooms effects. Except you were too late. The room makes you act on your desires for the next person you find attractive when you see them. Funny thing is apparently both me and Lucius seem to find each other attractive. I'll spare Ron and Sirius the details but well yeah the room did its thing and we spent the next forty five minutes in there.
For obvious reasons I didn't say anything to any of you, but while I was at the Dursleys I felt...off...no not off just different. I had my suspicions when I started throwing up. So I made my way to St Mungo's and saw a healer who confirmed my suspicions. I'm pregnant. I clearly couldn't stay with the Dursleys, the way they treat me, I just couldn't risk it while pregnant. I grabbed my things and stayed in a hotel for a while as I tried to sort my head out and figure out what to do. I couldn't come to any of you because of Dumbledore, we all know what he would say and expect me to do, I'm afraid I won't be back in Britain until at least I am out of the abortion period, maybe longer.
Anyway so I'm panicking slightly in the hotel, when Lucius showed up. I know what you all think of him and what you think you know about him. But that Lucius isn't the one that he allows me to see. And before any of you suggest anything if I was under any spells or potions it would be revealed by the truth spell on the letter. Lucius...he wants the baby so much, but more than that he honestly wants to have a go at a family with me and the baby. You all know how I feel about family, and Lucius...the Lucius that I am being allowed to see, his real self, I could easily fall in love with him, I...I guess I already am falling for him.
You probably would have heard by now but he has started divorce proceedings with Narcissa, and we are playing things by ear at being together. I know that this is a huge shock, and totally unfair of me to drop on you in a letter but I'm afraid there is little other option. Please trust me when I say that I am safe and happy, Lucius has arranged a private healer, we are having a scan done next week, I will send the picture. Lucius is looking after me, and truly cares for me, so please, please, please try and understand!
I love you all and miss you, I'm sorry that I had to tell you this way.
Lots of Love
Harry.
"If you frown any deeper you'll get stuck that way," Lucius's soft voice drew Harry's attention from the letter he had been rereading. Looking up Harry smiled warmly in welcome as Lucius stepped out onto the balcony where Harry was sitting enjoying the evening breeze and view out over the ocean.
"I wrote a letter to everyone explaining what's happened," Harry told Lucius.
"Marcus said you have spent most of the time I have been gone scribbling away out here. That hard to write?" Lucius asked concerned standing behind Harry and gently rubbing his shoulders free of the tension that had knotted in them.
