Being a Hogsmeade weekend, everyone was up bright and early, excited for a day out of the castle. Harry went down to breakfast with Ron and Hermione, but when they finished, Ron and Hermione went off without him while he waited for Luna. Luna had trouble finding her shoes this morning, possibly due to nargle involvement, so she was late.

"Oh hello, Harry," Luna said approaching the Gryffindor table when she was finally finished eating.

Harry had been reading his charms book to pass the time, but quickly tucked it away and said, "Hey, let's go. Luna, I want to thank you for going with me today."

"Oh it's no problem, really. I'm glad I can help out," Luna replied looking down at her necklace, which appeared to be made out of white string and bits of painted something.

"Come on then, let's start walking," Harry said encouraging Luna to skip along beside him as they walked to Hogsmeade. "Luna, can I ask you to keep this trip a secret between us? I don't want anyone else to know what I'm buying."

"Oh yes, I wouldn't dream of telling, but it's the gulping plimpies you ought to watch out for: they're horrible gossips, mind you," Luna replied.

Satisfied with Luna's response, Harry tried to make small talk to pass the time. "That's a nice necklace you've got."

"It's dental floss and fingernails to keep the dabberblimps away," Luna replied airily, skipping along.

Not knowing what to say to that, Harry decided to keep quiet for a while.

"Wotcher Harry!" Tonks greeted as Harry and Luna approached the front gate.

"Hi Tonks, what are you doing here?" Harry asked.

"I'm here to escort you today," Tonks replied.

"An escort for Hogsmeade; is it really that bad?" Harry asked.

"I'm afraid so. And I'm to transfigure your face, so that no one recognizes you," Tonks said and Harry cringed.

Tonks transfigured Harry's hair to lie flat and made it brown, instead of black. She gave him blue eyes, covered his scar, and changed his nose. "I think that's good enough. What do you think, er, I didn't catch your name," Tonks said to Luna.

"Oh Hello, I'm Luna," Luna greeted.

"Well how do I look, Luna?" Harry asked.

"Perfectly ordinary," Luna replied.

"Brilliant," Harry replied.

"Well come along then. Where's our first stop?" Tonks asked, leading her charges into the town.

"The Jewelry store, but you have to swear to tell no one," Harry answered.

"Why the hush-hush?" Tonks asked.

"It's a surprise for someone," Harry said.

"Oh, I get it; we're shopping for a witch you fancy," Tonks replied.

"A wizard actually," Luna replied.

"Um, yeah Tonks, I sort of fancy wizards," Harry replied.

"Well good for you. I'm sure he's a nice young bloke," Tonks replied cheerfully as they continued to walk.

"Thanks Tonks, that means a lot to me," Harry replied sincerely.

"Anytime mate," Tonks said.

"What's going on with the Order?" Harry asked.

There wasn't much Tonks could tell Harry about Order business, but Harry listened to what little she could say as they walked the rest of the way to the jeweler.

"You two go to it, I'll stand watch at the door," Tonks said after scanning the inside of the shop.

The shop was empty, because Hogwarts students didn't spend a lot of money on jewelry, except as occasional gifts for significant others, and well, it was bloody early. Most of the students hadn't made it this far into town yet, stopping first at Zonko's and Honeyduke's.

"Yeah, alright, come on Luna," Harry replied.

Harry and Luna walked into the shop, while Tonks waited outside. There was one glass counter filled with metal jewelry with a middle aged wizard standing behind it. "Hello young lady and young gentleman, can I help you with anything today?" the man behind the counter asked.

"Sir, I'm looking for an engagement ring," Harry answered, stepping closer to the counter to peer in.

"We have several fashions in stock or we could make something special for your young lady here," the wizard replied, clearly thinking Luna and Harry were an item.

"Oh, it's not for me," Luna replied.

"It's for my, er, boyfriend. I need a man's ring," Harry added.

"Oh right, sorry, my mistake. We also have a few male wedding rings. The men don't normally do engagement rings, except for the purebloods, but we could make something special if none of these will do," the man said pulling out a small piece of black foam with half a dozen rings it in. There were silver-toned and gold-toned bands; some were plain, while others had diamonds or various other stones set into them.

"What do you think Luna? What would he like?" Harry asked, picking up a plain gold band in one hand and a jeweled silver band in the other.

"He has expensive tastes. What metals are the rings made out of?" Luna asked.

The shop-keeper showed them some rings and after some debate, Harry ended up buying a platinum one with grey and white diamonds.

"Find everything you need?" Tonks asked when Harry and Luna exited the store.

"Yeah, I just need to buy some clothes now," Harry answered Tonks before turning to Luna. "Thanks for coming with me Luna; you were loads of help."

"Oh anytime Harry," Luna replied. "See you Harry."

"See you Luna," Harry replied before Luna skipped away.

"Clothing is this way," Tonks said, leading Harry in the direction of the clothing shop.

"Right," Harry said, following Tonks to a store a few doors over, which was also mostly empty.

Tonks waited outside again, guarding the door and Harry walked inside. He was greeted by a young woman who helped him select a dozen pair of plain low-cut boxer briefs and two pairs of patterned low-cut briefs.

And because he was at a clothing store and didn't like to go to clothing stores often, he decided to get a few more things. He bought plain white socks, plain muggle t-shirts (imported from muggle retailers), a pair of swimming trunks, trousers, a raincoat, and a thick winter cloak. It was a lot of shopping and he didn't have much patience for it, so once he found one of something that would work, he got the rest exactly the same. When he was done, the sale's witch shrunk the items to fit neatly into one large bag.

Once again, Tonks was waiting outside, right where he left her. "Where to next, Harry?" Tonks asked.

"I've an appointment with a Mr. Binns. He's a lawyer," Harry answered.

"You're not in trouble, Harry, are you?" Tonks asked curiously.

"No, but with the price out on my head, I'd like to make a will," Harry replied. It was a half-truth, because he was going to ask Mr. Binns to help with a will that would leave all of his assets to Draco and their baby.

Tonks nodded and they walked in silence away from the town center and into a small strip on offices. "Here it is," she announced, pointing to the sign advertising the services of Mr. Binns.

"Are you gonna wait out here?" Harry asked.

"Yep, I'll just be making sure no Death Eaters show up and ambush you, as usual. You know the drill right? Use your cloak and run if there's a commotion?" Tonks asked.

"Yeah, I know. The chosen one has to live long enough to be slaughtered by the right crazy nut job," Harry replied with a smirk.

"Right," Tonks replied cheerfully.

"This one might take a while," Harry told Tonks before going in.

Harry waited in a small lobby until Mr. Binns opened the inner door and called him in.

Mr. Binns was a portly balding wizard with an easy smile that made Harry feel at home. "Close the door behind you," he instructed, before introducing himself.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Harry," Harry replied.

"You don't look much like him," Mr. Binns replied.

"My Auror gave me some glamours so that no one would know it was me," Harry replied, thinking that maybe he ought to have Tonks remove the glamours so that Mr. Binns could be sure it was really him.

"Oh, I can see the scar if I look closely enough and I can see the glamours flickering," Mr. Binns said.

Harry remembered that Tonks was an animorphmagus and didn't need to use spells to change her own appearance, so he figured she must be weak at them from lack of use.

Mr. Binns asked for a retainer, so Harry handed over a few coins Then they got down to business.

"Well I need help with two things, but first I need to know if you can keep this confidential," Harry explained.

"Absolutely. Once you gave me that retainer, then anything we say is protected by attorney client privilege. That's why I always have to ask for it first."

"What about if Voldemort and his Death Eaters kidnap you, torture you, and read your mind?" Harry asked seriously. This was a real concern for him.

"Well I should hope that I manage to keep our dealings quiet enough that they never come after me, but if they do, I am skilled in occlumency and I will do my best to resist torture. I value attorney client privilege a great deal and I would not violate that trust if I were still of sound mind. I think that's about as good a guarantee as any you'll get from a lawyer."

"Alright, good. Well first of all I'm dating Draco Malfoy and would like to put in a contract marriage proposal."

"You are aware that his father is a Death Eater and therefore your proposal will likely be rejected?" Mr. Binns asked.

"It might not be; he's pregnant," Harry revealed. "That's the other thing I need your help with, because I want to write out my will, leaving everything to Draco and the baby."

"Well I certainly wasn't expecting that, but I'm sure I can help. Writing a will to an unborn child is difficult, but we could word it such that any biological heir to come forward could inherit."

"Great," Harry replied.

"I just need a list of all your assets; which houses or other property, what rare magical artifacts, and how much money is in which vaults."

Harry listed his assets, including his invisibility cloak.

"Invisibility cloaks don't last long. I suspect yours is tearing or turning opaque by now. Hand-me-down invisibility cloaks are not the type of thing one typically leaves in a will," Mr. Binns replied.

"Mine's in perfect shape. It came from my dad and I'd like to leave it to my son or daughter," Harry replied.

"Alright, I'll arrange it. Is there any other item that should go specifically to the child or specifically to Mr. Malfoy?"

"I'd like my child to have my dad's map too. Draco should take my owl. The rest just split up between them, I guess."

Mr. Binns informed Harry that he had everything he needed for the will and that Harry would just have to come back to sign it, once it was drawn up.

"Alright, yeah, I can do that," Harry replied thinking that there weren't any more Hogsmeade weekends left in the term, but he could sneak out using one of the secret passages.

"Good, then let's move onto marriage contracts. How much do you know about them?"

"Not much. I know Draco's parents are more likely to agree and push it through, because of the baby. And I know that money and assets matter."

"Yes, money and assets are important, as well as blood purity and social status. I've got enough information on your money and assets and we all know your social status as the boy who lived. With those three things, you'll have an attractive package, although not a perfect one. What is your blood status, by the way?"

"I'm halfblood. My dad was a pureblood and my mum was muggleborn."

"Well that's not good, considering you want to marry into the Malfoy family, but that won't be detrimental to our case. Is there anything else that might make you a valuable asset to have in the family?"

"Well Draco mentioned that I'm magically gifted and a Peverell. He seemed to think those things mattered."

"Yes, those things do matter. Your survival in the face of all odds is legendary," Mr Binns replied. He then asked and got permission to perform a spell on Harry to measure magical ability. The spell revealed plenty of love and defense magic and hardly any evil.

"Now there are other matters we need to discuss, such as your physical proposal," Mr. Binns said.

"Isn't the proposal what you're helping me with?" Harry asked.

"I'm helping with the marriage contract. You still need to get down on one knee and propose, with a ring and a nice speech professing your undying love."

"I can do that. I bought a ring today, want to see?" Harry asked, reaching for the jewelry bag in his pocket.

"Yes, I would," Mr. Binns replied. Harry pulled out the ring and showed it to him. "This is a very nice ring, although I don't think it will work for either the wedding ring or the engagement ring."

"But the store owner said it was a wedding ring and I could use it as an engagement ring," Harry protested.

"Well in less discriminatory circles, it could be used as either; it is nice enough. But for someone of Mr. Malfoy's status as the future Lord of Malfoy Manor, he'll need a ring with a bigger stone. It can be like this one, but with one big flashy eye catching stone."

"Merlin, maybe I can take this back and get him to put in a bigger stone," Harry said.

Mr. Binns advised Harry to wait on that, because the Malfoy family might have a wedding ring to contribute as part of the marriage contract.

Harry then asked if he could use the ring for an engagement ring. He was considering using it tomorrow, but if he had to wait to get another ring, then that would set his plans back. He didn't like Draco walking around pregnant with his child and not even engaged to him. He wanted the world, sans Voldemort, to know that he was committed to Draco.

"A typical engagement ring has your family crest on it. Mr. Malfoy would then give you a ring with his family crest on it. The rings are made out of platinum, like your ring, but they're made exclusively by goblins and the older the ring, the better it'll look in the contract," Mr Binns informed Harry.

"I don't have any ring with my family crest on it."

"I'll arrange to have one made by goblins right away, but are you sure you don't have one? Rings like that are small and easily lost in large Gringotts vaults full of gold."

"I guess there could be one in my vault…but I can't go to Gringotts and check."

"I can request that the goblins look for a ring and if found, give it to me along with your vault statements. I'll pass along the ring to Professor Snape to give to you."

"That'd be great!' Harry exclaimed, before it dawned on him that Draco would have to wear a ring with the Potter crest and vice versa. "Wait, we need to keep this marriage a secret from Voldemort and his followers. Draco and I've agreed that if I die, he is to take the baby and pretend it's someone else's kid. We can't wear rings with each other's crests."

"That would be a problem, but you would have to at least give the rings with the crests, if not wear them. In that case, you might want to give Mr. Malfoy that plain ring to wear and the regular one to save and keep secret."

"Yeah, I like that idea," Harry replied, thinking that sounded perfect. He could still give Draco this ring to wear and they could hide their family crest rings until after Voldemort's death.

"Excellent. Now remember, your actual proposal counts, so you should work on it for a while. It should be sappy and romantic and you should specifically say you love him and want to build a family with him. If his parents are on the fence, Mr. Malfoy may show them your proposal to tip the scales for or against your favor. So be eloquent and flattering; you could mention you like his eyes or some other feature, but make sure you practice it."

"Practice it, be romantic and eloquent, and suck up, got it," Harry replied.

"I think we're done for now. I just need your signature to authorize the appropriate Gringotts forms," Mr. Binns said, placing several forms in front of Harry. Harry didn't read them; he just signed them blindly. "If you have questions you could owl me or pass me a message through Severus."

"Yeah, great," Harry said glancing at the clock on Mr. Binns' desk and realizing he was late for meeting Ron and Hermione at the Three Broomsticks. "I've got to go, but please keep in touch and let me know when the marriage contract is ready, because I want to do that right away."

"I'll do it as fast as I can and send it along to Severus. It was a pleasure to meet you, Harry Potter," Mr. Binns said, leading Harry out the door.

"You too," Harry replied leaving. Tonks was there waiting for him. "Hey Tonks, can we run to the Three Broomsticks? I'm late for meeting Ron and Hermione."

"Yeah, let's go, but stay near me and don't abandon me just because I'm slower; I'll be deadly handy in a fight."

"Yeah, got it, come on," Harry urged.

They ran through Hogsmeade to the Three Broomsticks. "Come in with me and have a pint," Harry said to Tonks when they arrived.

"I can't drink while on duty, but I could sit with you," Tonks replied in between panting for breath.

"Brilliant! Come along then," Harry said holding the door open for his friend.

"Tonks!" Ron called waving his arms from a table that he and Hermione had procured.

Harry and Tonks walked over to the table and sat down.

"Tonks, thank Merlin, Harry is missing. He was supposed to meet us here half an hour ago and no one has seen him. I haven't even been able to find Luna, who was supposed to be with him," Hermione babbled on, not realize that Harry was right in front of her.

"Hermione, I'm right here," Harry said, trying not to laugh, even though he found the situation very amusing.

"Blimey Harry, is that really you?" Ron asked.

"Yep, I disguised him meself," Tonks replied and Harry nodded.

"Brilliant Tonks, but Harry you had us worried sick. Ron and I were so worried about you that we were about to walk back to the castle gates and ask Filch or Snape to find you," Hermione said.

Harry apologized.

"So Harry, what did you and Luna end up buying?" Hermione asked.

"A necklace chain for her to add bubblegum or something to. She's working on making something that will help me with the war and just needed me to buy the chain," Harry lied.

"You bought a girl a necklace for her to add bubblegum to, for your war effort?" Ron asked sniggering.

"Yeah, I figured it couldn't hurt," Harry replied.

After that was settled, Ron and Hermione retold their adventures buying quills and chocolate, while Harry ate lunch and drank his butterbeer and Tonks watched.

After a nice lunch, they walked back to Hogwarts, escorted by Tonks, who left them at the front gate. They went first to Gryffindor tower to deposit their purchases and then headed to the library to do research for an upcoming essay. After two hours Harry and Ron left to go to Quidditch practice, while Hermione remained behind at the library.

After Quidditch, Harry informed Ron of his intent to eat dinner inside the room of requirement. Ron commented that Harry was spending a lot of time in there. Harry brushed Ron off with a lie about using the time to think about Dumbledore's lessons on Voldemort.

Free of Ron, Harry ran at full speed to the room of requirement. The door was already there waiting for him, which meant Draco was inside. Harry opened the door and found their usual lilac beach and began his search for Draco. Draco wasn't in any of their usual rooms inside the hut, but when Harry was checking the nursery, he noticed that there was a new door off of the hallway, on the left after the door to the sitting room. The door to the new room was cracked open. It was a study with a large wooden desk looking out on the lilac forest. There was a second wall with open windows that looked out on the dining patio and now that Harry was inside the hut looking out, he realized that the hut must be just a bit wider in the front, extending out into the lilac forest as much as the nursery did.

Draco was lying with his head on the desk on top of parchment and several open books. As Harry walked towards his boyfriend, he looked around to see more of the usual Hawaiian décor, but also shelf after shelf of books lining the two walls without windows. Between the bookcases and the large windows, it was hard to tell what color the walls were painted, but the floor made up for that, because there was a large wooden inlay of a dragon in the middle of the room.

This room was Draco's study and that made Harry stop and think about just what sort of person would take a chance to make anything in the world and choose a study. 'Hermione's type of person,' Harry finally concluded thinking that his best friend and his boyfriend had far more in common than either would ever admit.

Harry didn't want to wake Draco, but he also didn't want his boyfriend sleeping on his books like that or missing dinner. He gently nudged Draco. "Wake up sleepyhead; it's dinner time," He said softly when Draco stirred.

"Harry?" Draco asked confused.

"Yeah, it looks like you fell asleep doing homework."

"I was working on my essay," Draco explained.

"When was the last time you ate?" Harry asked.

"Um, I had a big snack about two hours ago. I found our fish from yesterday in the icebox, so I ate that with guava and passion fruit."

"Where is there an icebox?"

"In our sitting room. It's just a little one, but the fish was still perfectly fresh."

"Alright, so are you hungry yet?"

"No. How much time do we have?"

"Not much. I have detention with Snape in an hour."

"Let's skip eating and fool around. I'll eat when you leave."

"Yeah? What do you have in mind?"

"The usual; you wank me, I finger you."

"Deal, let's go," Harry replied leading Draco into the bedroom.


Afterwards, they redressed. Draco went to the study to pack up his things and Harry went to the dining patio and called Dobby, who agreed to bring them dinner right away. He went back into the hut and found Draco putting his things away. Harry walked up behind his boyfriend and enveloped Draco in his arms for a hug. From behind, he nuzzled Draco's ear and neck and said, "I love you." He wanted to say it, but he also wanted to see if Draco would say it back.

Draco didn't reply, but turned around in Harry's arms and pressed with lips to Harry's lips. Harry returned the kiss and the two of them snogged for a minute until they heard the pop of Dobby's dinner appearing. "Come on, I'm hungry," Draco said breaking away from the kiss.

Harry, having forgotten that he was waiting for Draco to tell him he loved him back, led Draco out to the dining patio where the two of them had a lovely, if rushed meal. Then Harry crammed his dessert into his mouth and said, "You can take your time to finish, don't rush for me."

"Don't worry, I won't. Go ahead to detention, I don't want you to be late and get an extra one added on," Draco replied. "What if Professor Snape makes you serve detention every Saturday to make up for being late this Saturday?"

"That would be just like him too. Gotta run," Harry said giving Draco a quick peck on the cheek, grabbing his backpack, and running off to detention.

At detention, Harry told Snape about his meeting with Mr. Binns, including that the lawyer would have everything ready for Harry to sign the next time he was allowed out of the school.

"Do you really want to wait until the end of term to propose?" Snape asked. "I was under the impression this wedding was to occur before the end of term."

"No, I'd do it sooner if I got everything sorted sooner. But yeah, before the end of term would be good." Harry left out that he'd been planning on sneaking out to go see Mr. Binns, but if Snape had a better solution, he was all ears.

"I can arrange for Mr. Binns to come onto school grounds to meet with you as soon as he has the contract prepared. Perhaps next weekend or the weekend after…"

"Next weekend would be best; the weekend after is Quidditch."

"What about your trip with Ms. Lovegood? What did you buy and how much does she know?"

"I bought a ring. I don't think Draco will be able to wear the ring with the crest, so I bought him a plain ring that he can wear in front of everyone and not be found out. I plan on giving it to him when I propose."

"And Ms. Lovegood?

"She only knows that it's an engagement ring for a boy I fancy. Nothing more."

"Very well, you may take your seat," Snape replied and Harry did just that.

Harry pulled out his library books and began to study. He expected to be alone in detention, so he was a bit surprised when Draco stopped by half an hour later to talk to Snape.

"Professor Snape?" Draco asked, entering the office.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy?" Snape greeted.

"Sir, I was wondering if I could continue meeting with Harry for occlumency practice this week?" Draco asked. "During our usual detention time on Tuesdays and Fridays, even though I don't have any more detentions."

"Hey, Thursday is my last day. I won't be here on Friday," Harry put in.

"Mr. Potter, have you forgotten the five additional detentions I gave you for fighting in the hallway with Mr. Malfoy?" Snape asked.

"Well…um…I was in detention those days with Draco; I thought that would cover it. Plus, you know we were only pretending to fight, to keep his image intact."

"Be that as it may, you still have to serve your detentions and you cannot serve a detention when you are already serving detention," Snape replied.

"Great," Harry huffed. "At least it'll only be an hour." Harry was thinking that he would still be able to get to Quidditch practice after detention.

"It was one hour for Mr. Malfoy, because he was the victim in your attack. It will be the full three hours for you, Mr. Potter."

"No, that's so not far," Harry retorted.

"And is almost killing Mr. Malfoy fair? Is raping him fair? Is forcing him to carry and give birth to your child fair? This is not a fair world Mr. Potter. It is time you learned that," Snape replied coldly.

"Yes Professor," Harry replied scathingly.

"So, back to my question of occlumency practice?" Draco piped in, trying to keep out of the argument, but wanting to get his answer, so he could get to his common room already. Pansy, Tracey, Daphne, Sophie, and Milli would be waiting on him, or worse, gossiping about boys without him.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy, you may continue to grace Mr. Potter and me with your presence in detention every Tuesday and Friday. Is there anything else?"

"No, not really, sir. You know that Harry and I are going to visit mother tomorrow morning, correct?" Draco asked.

"Yes Mr. Malfoy. Come to my office after breakfast and I'll let the two of you use my floo," Snape answered.

"Thank you Professor, I'll just be going now," Draco replied, before heading out the door.

After that, Harry really was left to detention alone, so he returned to his books.

Author's Note: Next chapter Harry will be meeting Narcissa Malfoy! I haven't written it yet, so please give me some inspiration: What changes would Narcissa make to the Black house? What Black secrets would she know about the house that Harry wouldn't? What has she been doing to pass her time there? What activities do Narcissa and Draco like to do together? And most importantly, how will the big meeting go? Will Narcissa like Harry? If you have an answer to any of these questions or any other comment, please leave me a review!