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Chapter Twenty Seven

Draco's POV:

"Morning love." I said to Harry who nuzzled in my chest tightening his grip around me. I know why he doesn't want to be up today, I know I wouldn't either. Today is the day of the funeral. All week he's been trying to avoid the topic, so have all the Weasley's because there were no shenanigans for the seven days. "Raven, it's seven. We need to be at the Weasley's by ten remember?" He still didn't budge, "Potter! Get up before I make you!" That didn't even make him move.

With my wand, I levitated the bottle of water from Laitan's room into ours, lowered it over Harry's head and counted. "One..." didn't move, "two..." still no movement just a groan, "three." I swished the lid off and it drenched Harry who finally detached him from me.

"Bloody hell Malfoy!" Harry shrieked scrambling out the bed.
"Oh back to last names, you're really mad aren't you raven?" I said back calmly exiting the covers and placing the bottle down.

"Urgh, can you get Laitan?" I asked Harry who collapsed on the bed and was snoring again.
"HARRY!"
"Alight! I'm up! I'll get him!" Harry jumped and walked to the crib Laitan was lying in. He's a really good baby, he doesn't cry or wail. He's giggly and happy when with people he's comfortable around.

With Harry, myself, Blaise and Pansy he's golden. Around Granger he can be a bit... yano, but I think it's because of Blaise. The nanny Madam Pomfrey got us is good, we haven't heard a complaint. However, he will only fall asleep to my singing, sometimes it gets Harry's eyes to droop too.

Half hour later we were ready and was going to Ravenclaw common room for Granger. Laitan wore a black suite like Harry and I but had a top hat on he kept messing with. He pulled it over his eyes and wouldn't let me take it off.
Harry and I had Gryffindor ties on. Any other circumstance I would not wear nor think of having this revolting thing around my neck, but this, I can push my fashion sense aside.

Granger was already outside awaiting our arrival. She wore a stunning black dress just touching the floor and had a burgundy red clip in her hair to hold it up. Her purse was golden along with her shoes and she had a jacket over her dress of the colour red.
"You ready?" Asked Harry. She nodded and started to walk, Harry and I shared a concerned look but didn't ask.

Dumbeldore's office had the Weasley twins and Ginny- it doesn't feel right calling her she-Weasel or Weaselette today, even in my mind. Like myself, Fred and George abandoned the Slytherin green and wore the tie to their old Gryffindor robes. Ginny curled her hair at the bottom and wore a black dress reaching just above the knees that had sequins of silver and grey at the bottom facing upwards.

"You do not have to come back tonight, or tomorrow, but you are expected in lessons from Monday." Dumbledore reminded us and stepped aside for us to go to the fire. We went in two's: Granger and Weasley Fred and George next, and Harry, Laitan and I last.

Harry asked Mrs. Weasley in advance if Laitan and I could go. She automatically said yes because she said, and I quote: 'I can't wait to meet my grandson!' It made me chuckle and I'm happy for Harry. He seemed a bit more cheerful that day because Mrs. Weasley accepted us (it took too long for my liking, but it's not my position to speak up).

3rd person POV:
They all arrived on time and entered the house after a minute or so of long breaths. Mrs Weasley did what she always does and hugged them all, but with little happiness in the embrace.

Ginny sat in an armchair in the corner, Charlie sat on the arm of that chair. After Luna greeted the Weasley's, she joined the two. Fred, George and Hermione walked over to a couch sitting on it, Hermione in the middle. Bill and Percy called over Draco and Harry and they went after greeting Mr Wealsey. Dean, Seamus and Neville engaged in conversation with the twins and Hermione. Some family friends Harry had never met small talked with Mr and Mrs. Weasley.