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"Talking"

'Thinking'

{Talking on the fireplace}

{Talking through Horcrux}

{Writing through Horcrux}

–Parseltongue–

Thinking in 3rd person POV/Dream/Memory/Flashback/Others

Letter/Journal/Book/Newspaper

Time change/Date of time

Change of POV

Epilogue

Thursday, 1 February 1996

HJP's POV

Harry was setting up a bottle when the Infirmary wing's door opened, he looked and found Hermione. She smiled back and slowly approached the whining Tommyboy.

"Come, Tommyboy, you're staying with Auntie, Papa and Uncle twins tonight."

Tommyboy didn't argue and let Hermione pick him up, while she picked the portable cot to bring with her.

"Thanks, Sis."

"Gin… Gilberto told me." Hermione argued. "As a Perfect I was the only one who could leave after curfew and we suspected you needed help."

"Gingew Papa?" Tommyboy asked.

"Yes, Sweetie." Hermione looked at Harry as he fed Ruby Lou. "We owled the Malfoys, Ruby needs a babysitter and you need to be able to sleep."

"Thank you."

Hermione nodded and left with the portable cot and Tommyboy. Harry fed Ruby Lou and, as he helped her belch over his shoulder, the office's door opened. Harry looked to find Mrs Malfoy approaching.

"Potter?"

"Marvolo wants her predominant name to be Merope. Her middle name." Harry offered with a grin.

The woman frowned at Harry's mode of introduction and then her eyes narrowed.

"What do 'you' call her?"

"Ruby Lou."

Mrs Malfoy's eyes grew and then she smirked.

"Merope it is. Where's Jake?"

"Auntie Hermione, Uncles twins and Ginger Papa high-jacked him into Gryffindor Tower."

The blonde woman nodded and took the baby from Harry.

"Try to sleep. You've already missed a whole month of classes."

"Thank you, Madam. Where's Padfoot?"

"His name was declared not-guilty." The woman explained. "At St Mungo's Hospital for side-effects of the Dementors. Try to sleep now."

Harry nodded and laid down.

–FDEiB–

Saturday, 3 February 1996

Harry entered the Gryffindor Tower with Tommyboy – who ran towards his Ginger Papa, which was doing his own homework – and approached Hermione and Neville. The two were around a series of pamphlets on a round table.

"Hello, Harry."

"Hey." Harry agreed and looked at what the papers were, to realize it was the job proposals. "I already picked, mine."

"Oh…" Hermione blushed. "Sorry, made you come here all the way for nothing."

Harry shrugged and looked at the way the students were pampering on the suddenly shy toddler hiding between Tom's legs.

"PI / Detective." He offered. "Griphook is already going over it's possibilities with me."

Neville chuckled while Hermione grinned.

"How does babysitting him going to work?" Neville wondered.

"Mrs Malfoy is watching over Ruby Lou during night-time and Griphook's sister and wife are watching over the siblings during daytime."

Hermione rolled her eyes amused, while Neville laughed.

"Only you would call that to His daughter."

"I was only going to call Ruby, he was the one to call her Rubaline."

That only made his friends to laugh harder.

"You're a nightmare."

Harry grinned and smiled at Tom when he joined his side and pulled his face back into a kiss, before hugging him from behind.

"What are you three on about?"

"Ruby Lou." Harry put in.

Tom's eyebrow obviously twitched.

"Next child you will have no right at naming."

"I'll still nickname them a silly nickname." Harry argued with a grin.

"You are unbelievable."

"I know, but you still love me."

Tom smiled amused and pulled Harry's face back into a kiss.

"Hmmm hmmm." Both looked at the amused twins. "Stop corrupting our baby brother."

Harry raised an eyebrow at their mischievous grin.

"You do know that he is more corruptive then I could ever make him, right?"

"We meant corrupt you."

Harry's eyes grew and Tom started laughing while Harry turned deep red.

"Jake, pick Auntie's books."

Tommyboy run to the table, picked a heavy book and started beating the twins with it. Tom's lips showed on Harry's ear.

"I would love to fully corrupt you."

Harry mock-glared.

"Do not start like that, you too. Marvolo is already mad you had my first kiss."

Tom only smirked in reply, obviously smug at the fact. From their position, Harry could clearly feel Tom's member against his lower back.

"It is just the way we are." Tom whispered smoothly into Harry's ear, making Harry win goosebumps. "I would love to have all your firsts…"

"Shut it. Jake is just a foot from us." Harry reprimanded and stepped out of Tom's arms.

Harry picked up Tommyboy and took the book from his hand. The twins massaging their sides with groans of pain.

"You're pure evil, Tommyboy." They whined.

"No. Tha''s Bawd Papa."

Their group laughed at the proudness in the boy's tone.

–FDEiB–

March 1996

"Here." Harry set an orb before Voldemort, who took it puzzled. "The Prophecy. I just returned with Griphook."

"I thought you two had gone to update the loft."

"And took advantage to go pick the orb." Harry agreed. "We're turning the kitchen into the children bedroom. It's not like we even used it for cooking."

"Legally we need a kitchen." Voldemort argued as he took hold of the orb before Tommyboy could.

"Corner in main room." Harry offered. "And master bedroom's bed has been changed to a bigger one and a loft bed so under it is the office."

Voldemort nodded.

"The house is tall enough." He agreed. "Did the Accountant check the orb?"

"It's true." Harry offered. "And according to magic it has been done."

Harry let Voldemort watch it while Tommyboy whined and then Voldemort gave the toddler the orb.

"I marked you and consequently created the prophecy."

"And I made you lose your body that night."

Voldemort nodded understanding, as Tommyboy run to his play corner with the orb.

"That loft will not serve for us five forever and you still take the office hours from home."

"Voldemort, I lived in a big two-story house with my Muggle relatives and in a big Manor at the Malfoys. Too big and too impersonal. I hate it. Even Hogwarts is too cold and big."

Voldemort looked back from Tommyboy and then nodded.

"We will find someway to make it work."

Harry grinned back only for the two to hear glass breaking. They both turned towards the quickly crying Tommyboy, which run towards Voldemort while apologizing over and over in tears. Harry approached the broken orb and pointed his wand at it.

"Reparo!" Harry picked the orb and approached Voldemort, giving him to show the whimpering Tommyboy.

"We have magic, Jacob." Voldemort offered the spooked boy.

Tommyboy looked at it and then at his Papa.

"I love magic."

Harry started laughing, because that was so him!

–FDEiB–

July 2000

LV's POV

Voldemort woke up to his 8-year-old son and 4-year-old daughter climbing the stairs to the lower loft bed.

"What is it?" He asked with a groan at being woken up.

"Other Papa has a work emergency."

"And your Dad?" Voldemort groaned.

"A man lost his wife." Jacob put in.

Voldemort nodded.

"I will be down in a few minutes." He agreed and his children descended the stairs.

Voldemort sighed and passed a hand through his bald head.

A work emergency… as the Minister of Magic? What had the Aurors done to make the Minister himself have to hurry away?

And really? Just how many husbands lose their wives daily? She was most likely just another at St Mungo's Hospital getting her ultrasound done.

Voldemort stood, descended his bed's stairs and got ready for the day. When he entered the living room, Jacob was finishing doing the high ponytail on Merope's hair, both fully dressed to leave.

"Have you two eaten breakfast?" Jacob signalled the two bowls drying on the basin by the kitchen corner. "Thought you had finished the oatmeal yesterday?"

"Just enough to half a bowl. Ruby Lou ate more than I did, Papa." Jacob explained.

Voldemort had a feeling that his son would turn into a Hufflepuff…

"Lets go to the Leaky Cauldron."

The three left and people in the street nodded back with bows of heads.

"Good morning, Professor Slytherin." Mrs Hannah Longbottom came to welcome the three in. "The usual?"

"Yes, do you have any idea what happened at the Ministry of Magic? Gilberto apparently had to leave on an emergency."

"Oh… it wasn't at the Ministry of Magic. Muggle-fight hit some Wizardry families. Minister Potter went to see the damage himself."

Voldemort hummed as he followed his children to 'their' table.

"Good thing that I am on holidays then or they would have been left completely alone with my pet snake."

The Witch laughed and nodded before going to set up the breakfast.

Eventually Harry entered the Inn, running.

"What's going on? Nagini was whining you guys just disappeared and…" His young lover asked scared, looking around for Tom. "Where's To…?"

"Muggle bombing hit Wizardry Families." Voldemort put in.

Harry's eyes grew, he looked at the children playing behind the counter and then back.

"I…"

"Go." Voldemort agreed.

Harry hurried to give him a good morning kiss and then hurried out to go back-up Tom.

Even if Harry knew that Tom could protect himself, Harry still mothered him.

Voldemort looked at his playing children and then returned to the newspaper.

The irony that right after graduating and, finally wedding Harry, Tom had become the youngest person to become a Minister of Magic at 18-year-old, the first 'transgender' and the first official Dark.

Voldemort had made certain to visit Dumbledore with the newspaper when that happened and the old man had died of sorrow.

His sweet little world…

And Dark/Grey/Light had stopped being sunned.

Muggleborns started being introduced early and if the family refused the magic they simply were taken away to a loving family.

After all…

The Minister of Magic's own youngest daughter was blood adopted.

(More like both children)

Voldemort looked up when Hermione Krum and Draco Malfoy joined him at the table. He looked towards his children to find the Wizard's two husbands and the Witch's husband had joined the children.

"You should head to work, Mrs Krum." The brunette Witch frowned confused. "Gilberto and Harry are on the field, as Gilberto's right-hand, should you not be present as well?" The Young Witch nodded and stood, leaving. "Same for you, Healer Malfoy. They most likely need you for whoever survived the attack."

The blond bowed his head and left.

Somehow, when Voldemort looked at his children again, Rubeus Hagrid, Sirius Black III and Luna Scamander had joined the babysitting group.

And then he wondered about how pampered his children were…

Voldemort smirked and returned to his newspaper.

Life was great…

If only Harry would stop holding back sex until Voldemort and Tom would stop arguing over who gets to go first…

Frankly… how they could hold back from the virgin lover when he sleeps right in between the two is a wonder…

The End!

If you go re-read the scene where Harry is fighting the Dragon you could actually tell that a Potter was going to be Minister

~Isys