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Luna was waiting for early the next morning, knowing Harry would be up early. However Luna was awake first, waiting patiently in the kitchen while conversing with a fairy messenger who had come with an important message. The Veela Seer had written to her queen, requesting to remain where she was until after Christmas. The Lovegoods were always a bit odd due to having Seer blood in them and most Lovegoods inherited their Veela blood.

Soon enough Harry wandered into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes tiredly and yawning with his hair all over. The eighteen year old lord had become an early morning person in a more relaxed way and had a hard time sleeping in after being conditioned to wake early to make the Dursleys. "Huh? Luna, what are you doing awake?" Harry blinked, peering owlishly at his friend.

"I thought I'd make breakfast, Harry. That's all. I've been helping the elves." Luna smiled radiantly, gesturing to two plates filled with foods. Luna's contained more fruits and some pancakes while Harry's was packed full of pancakes, sausage, eggs, toast and fruit. Harry gaped at the plate that was his.

"Luna, are you sure I'll be able to eat all that?" He seated himself near the girl and started eating his eggs first, eating each food item meticulously. Harry ate each food one at a time and never mixed them, he had a slight issue about it.

"Of course. Harry.... I need to tell you something... I had a vision." Luna was unusually grave, clasping Harry's hands in hers.

"What is it, Luna?" Harry was worried, looking her over. "What did you see?"

"I saw-" She was cut off by Sirius coming in.

"Morning, Love. Morning, Luna." Sirius greeted cheerfully after downing a cup of coffee. He was completely unaware of what he had interrupted.

"Go on, Luna. What did you see?" Harry urged, ignoring his lover at the moment.

"I'll tell you later. Enjoy your breakfast, Harry." Luna took her plate and skipped off to one of the dining rooms to eat.

"Sirius, you interrupted Luna and I's conversation." Harry scolded. "Also, you're on child duty. I need to go to the Burrow for the day. Mr. Gideon Weasley is teaching me how to knit so I know how to do it by hand as well as by magic." Harry rather enjoyed his knitting lessons with the Weasley Patriarch. It kept a steady hand and focused mind for him as he was still a beginner but he was getting better, making a blanket for Neville's birthday.

"I'm sorry, Love." Sirius apologized, hugging Harry close and then smiling as another plate appeared on the table containing mostly pancakes and sausage. "Aw yeah. I love house elves."

"You are something else." Harry shook his head slightly. "I'm going to go get dressed. Try to stay out of trouble while we're gone too."

"I will. I'm always good. I promise." Sirius gave a cheeky smile, winking at Harry who cuffed him upside the head with an exasperated sigh. "Honestly, I'll keep our kids safe. Relax." He watched Harry go off somewhere before finishing off his breakfast and going outside as Padfoot to get some exercise. The black dog had ample room on the grounds to run and explore, going into the gardens and chasing a rabbit around.

~Inside with Neville~

Neville was currently speaking to Harry about the conservatory and the plants it contains. Harry was gifting him the ability to tend to each of the plants and collect anything he needed from them as long as he shared with Severus also. "My grandmother's portrait and I have been talking and she says any person who I feel is worthy is welcome to her plants. She enjoys hearing about you most often, Nev."

"I wish I could have met your grandmother." Neville blushed. "She sounds like a lovely woman."

"She's the greatest other than Mum! And Mione. She's so sweet, her and Grandfather tell me stories about my father when he was a child. And about Sirius when he lived with them also." Harry was excited, bouncing on his toes slightly and his longer hair fell in front of his eyes.

"Harry, are you growing your hair out?" Neville was curious, smiling fondly at his friend whom he felt was like a brother to him.

"Yes, Sirius says most Lords do. It's a signal of status and of power to have longer hair." Harry had been having Lordship lessons with Sirius regularly. "Next is Ball etiquette. Luna's agreed to help me. If that's alright with you, Neville."

"Of course. I trust you completely with Luna." Neville was quick to reassure that it was okay that his intended was teaching Harry to dance.

"Hopefully she's a better teacher than McGonagall. I'm a terrible dancer." Harry snorted, laying on a chaise lounge chair nearby and stretching out his legs. "Won't you please sit?"

"Sure, sure." Neville sat in a matching chair, stretching himself out completely and relaxing. "Want to come have tea with me and Gran? She asked me to invite you but I would've anyways."

"Sure! When is tea?" Harry was much better nowadays with his emotions and temperament. He was regularly seeing Ted Tonks for mind healing and Andromeda Tonks for physical well being.

"Next week Tuesday at 2 o'clock in the afternoon." Neville answered, an easy going smile. "Did you know Seamus and Dean FINALLY got together?"

"It only took them seven years to." Harry snorted, laughing internally at gossiping with his friend. "I'm glad they're happy. And what about Lavender and Parvati?"

"LAVENDER IS DATING PANSY PARKINSON!" Neville jolted upright, Harry nearly fell off his lounge chair.

"Wait. Wait... Really?!" Harry's mouth gaped open as he stared at him.

"Harry? It's time to go." George stuck his head into the conservatory.

"Ah. Alright." Harry got up, ruffling Neville's hair. "You'll have to tell me later... Brother." He turned and left the room with George, leaving Neville with a big smile and a happy heart.

"Bye, Brother." Neville whispered, getting up and going to tend to the flowers.

~With Luna~

Luna grabbed Harry as he went past the room, pulling him in by her and charming the door shut. "We need to talk. Like right now."

"What is it?" Harry wrapped his arms around the girl who was his sister/ Other Mother.

"I saw you... Giving birth in a vision. Harry. You're pregnant." Luna informed him, hugging him tightly as he sagged slightly.

"I'm pregnant? Is that why the odd dreams have come back?" Harry felt relieved to know that was what had caused bizarre dreams that made no sense.

"Most likely. You aren't going to cry are you, brother?" Luna stroked his hair as Harry hid his face in her shoulder.

"I'm just so happy. And kind of scared. And a bit angry at whichever one didn't use protection." Harry lifted his head up and looked her.

"Now, time for you to go knit with Mr. Weasley." Luna laughed, resuming her airy fairy attitude and letting the charms off the door.

"Thanks, Luna. I can always count on you." Harry hugged her once more before going off to find George.