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Assistant: Title: The Contract
        Author: DebsTheSlytherinSnapeFan undefined 
        Chapter: 147/148 
        Summary: The only way Harry can get free of those who wish to use him is to agree to an already made betrothal contract created by Dorea Black-Potter. Will this simple thing change the course of Harry's predestined - at least by Dumbledore - future? Will he remain neutral or will he turn dark after he learns everything Dumbledore's done? Will there be a wedding in future for Rabastan and Harry? Can they have a chance of happiness or will the two Slytherins by nature at least, only presume to use one another? NO UNDERAGE BETWEEN THE MAIN PAIRING!!!!!!!!!!!
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    The ContractChapter 147Harry was quick to get dressed in the winter wear that had been purchased for the holiday. The House-elf had been hard at work and storing it all in its appropriate place. He wasn't going to miss a second of this holiday, even if it was in a country that was rather cold at the moment. He did wonder if Switzerland was frozen all the time, if the snow was constantly present, he knew next to nothing about the country, but this was a chance to find out. For surely there were pamphlets and such with information about the country they were visiting, giving tourists fascinating information."Where are you going?" Sirius asked, observing his godson fully dressed and on the move. "You aren't leaving already, are you?" wasn't he going to decompress? This was meant to be a time to chill out, just embrace being a family without work getting in the way."Are you kidding? We're not wasting a second of this holiday!" Harry was quick to state, moving on the b@lls of his feet, almost jumping out of his own skin in his excitement to move, to just do something other than wait and stand there."Don't you want to relax for a bit?" Sirius asked, laughing softly, Merlin, he was getting old and maudlin. Or was it being a parent that completely took it out of you? Even with help he was tired nearly all the time. He'd felt like that after being introduced to Harry, but that had been years of Azkaban to blame…ah, no matter. The healers had said he'd have a difficult time of it when he aged, Sirius knew this to be true, over a decade of living in a dank, freezing prison, it caused aches in his bones, but the potions were able to take care of that problem at the moment."Not a chance!" Harry laughed, shaking his head.Sirius smiled, pleased to see him happy and without a book for a change! It was the whole purpose of a holiday though, he supposed. To get away from what you do in everyday life, to relax, to have fun. He definitely took too much on his shoulders, it was good to see Harry relaxing and just having fun. Perhaps they should take another one in six months' time, Harry definitely needed to decompress more. He had taken on too much at too young an age."Hurry up! Rabastan!" Harry hollered through to the bedroom where he was still getting dressed."Less vocalizations please, there's no need to be yelling like a hooligan." Corvus chided Harry, from where he sat watching the twins, a fond twinkle in his gaze. Right now, they looked so much like his sons when they were young, it seemed Rodolphus was their favourite right now. Their grey eyes were hidden by brown eyes, their abilities caused him an unending fascination. Even reading about the abilities couldn't stop his wonderment."Do you have a headache again?" Harry immediately asked, approaching Corvus with a worried frown on his face. His worry for the wizard he considered a father written plainly across his face. He didn't even react to the slight reprimand, well aware that Corvus wasn't really upset with him. He'd come a long way since he first met Corvus.Corvus took Harry's hand in his own, giving it a gentle squeeze, "I'm well, I assure you," he was not oblivious to Harry's…devotion to him. It was understandable that he'd care, Corvus had been the only thing in Harry's life for years before he collected more and more people to love, from Rabastan, Sirius, Tom, Bill and all the others, and the twins of course. "I shall enjoy the view with a lovely cup of hot chocolate by the fire, and perhaps a good book or two.""If anything changes the house-elves will come and get us." Harry told him, giving him a gentle squeeze back."Nothing will, go on, enjoy your holiday, and have fun," Corvus said, shooing him away, he was quite looking forward to some peace and quiet with a beautiful and breathtaking view. He wouldn't change his life for anything, certainly not silence, but it was lovely to have it."Aurelius isn't lurking outside, is he?" Harry asked, resigned to Aurelius' protective tendencies towards him.Sirius barked out a laugh, highly entertained by Harry's facial contortions.Harry threw him a look and stuck out his tongue in defiance.The twins squealed in delight, laughing at the hilarity of it, so easily pleased as children often were."He knows we are here, but no, I do not believe he's here himself." Corvus explained, amused. "If he has sent someone then I'm sure they'll be discrete." He didn't always come himself after all, the last holiday they'd gone on he'd sent a few others to keep an eye out and remain unobtrusive."We'll see," Harry commented idly. He wouldn't put it past Aurelius to have dozens of his people watching them, given what had happened to him in the past he didn't mind too much. Plus, they did have enemies that seemed determined to kill them, and had almost succeeded if not for the wards on the manor being stronger than anyone could have anticipated. They were all still on high alert, and it likely wouldn't end until they neutralized the threat.Knowing someone was out to get him though, did not stop him living his life. Hell, if he just gave in at the first sign of trouble…he would have been a hermit at eleven years of age.Well, one years old, if you included the danger Voldemort had been to him."But please be careful and keep a watchful eye," Corvus added, he'd always worry, asking a loving parent not to worry was a futile exercise and a waste of breath."I will." Rabastan declared as he walked in, his voice filled with fire and determination. "Ready to go?""Harry, go away?" Cassiopeia asked, eyes filling with tears as she stared up at him as if he was causing her unmeasurable harm.Rodolphus and Sirius just shared amused looks, but inwardly, they knew they were going to be in for it when Harry returned back to school. Harry didn't spend every wakening moment with them, but he did spend at least an hour or two every day. He would get down on their level and play with them, whether it was finger painting (only in the one room – the children's play room now where the watered-down paints were kept) or tag or hide and seek although truthfully, they didn't know how to play it properly yet, give them time.Harry knelt down in front of the toddler, "We'll be back soon, I promise.""I come with you?""No," Harry shook his head, feeling a little bad for denying her, but he didn't want to take her with him. He wanted to spend time with Rabastan without anyone getting in his way, including the adults. "BUT I promise I'll bring back a gift and play later on today, anything you'd like to play, I promise." Those tears though, made him want to give in and say okay, but somehow, someway he kept his nerve.Cassiopeia's eyes turned grey in delight at the thought of a gift, she didn't want Harry to go away, but on the other hand she wanted her gift. "I want my gift now!" she demanded; eyes dry as she begun to get angry."I haven't bought it yet," Harry informed her firmly, but with care. Children's emotions were often all over the place, they couldn't handle them yet, and thus it took time for them to regulate them acceptably. Until that time, you just had to be patient with them, at least according to the books about children were concerned. Heck he was an adult and he felt a pang of irritation at her demanding tone. "I'll bring it back with me.""I WANT IT NOW!" Cassiopeia demanded, stomping her foot screaming at the top of her lungs, tears running down her face."Cassiopeia," Rodolphus called out his daughters name firmly, "Enough, darling."Cassiopeia's body was heaving with the strength of her sobs, "But I want my gift!" she managed to get out between sobs."You'll get it later," Rodolphus replied, standing up, moving over to Cassiopeia, scooping her up causing her to giggle despite how she felt. "Let's go have some quiet time, shall we?" he understood the twins on a fundamental level, when he first got out of Azkaban his emotions had been all over the place too. He hadn't been able to control them, only he had his past to fall back on, these two didn't have anything to fall back on.Their normal quiet room was just a small room with a tent with stars spelled across the top, letting them just breathe and be. He or Sirius usually sat with them, and more often than not, left them to have a nap. They didn't have that here, so instead, took her to his and Sirius' bedroom, closing the curtains and dimming everything until it was neither bright or too dark. They were only doing similar to what Marius had done for them, keeping the routine the same to make it easier for the children."Come on then, let's be off!" Rabastan said, putting Harry's hat on his head with a grin, he was rather looking forward to going skiing."Say goodbye to Harry and Rabastan!" Sirius encouraged Cepheus waving himself a bit too dramatically but it made Cepheus giggle so it was so worth it. He was glad they were recovering from the loss of their grandfather; they were too young and likely wouldn't remember him in time. It was rather sad since he'd raised them all on his own. He'd commissioned Harry to make a portrait of Marius, he wasn't sure if it would work or if it required active magic for a portrait to be made.Only time would tell once Harry finished the commissioned piece."I'll see you all later!" Harry said, before Rabastan apparated them out of the cabin, the utter blast of freezing cold was enough to make him almost cry. "Okay, maybe we should just head back to the cabin…I want to follow Cass's lead and cry."Rabastan laughed, "Warming charm." He teased, as he cast it, "Ready?" with that he pushed Harry towards the ski cabin, the blast of hot air from the cabin was welcoming, as the doors opened.They were lucky it wasn't too busy, but enough that they'd have to wait to be seen to."Not too busy, we'll need to remember the time of day," Rabastan murmured."Or buy our own so we don't have to wait," Harry suggested, bouncing on the b@lls of his feet in excitement, as he looked around at everything. "We probably should have done that anyways." Saves renting them out every day or could you rent them for entire weeks? He'd never had to do anything like this before."Look, they've ice skating also," Rabastan murmured, arms wrapped around Harry's front, as ski equipment zoomed back and forth towards the waiting wizards and witches. "It's close enough to the cabin." That it would be easy to go if they desired."Do you think it's too early for Cepheus and Cassiopeia to skate?" Harry asked, eyes bright and shiny, his cheeks dusted red."No, I don't think it is," Rabastan mused, children were more resilient, learned from their mistakes and didn't give up the way adults did (more often than not) when things don't go the way they think it should. If they did enough things they enjoyed as children, they'd be better for it at least that's what his father always said."Um…can you remember what size of feet they have?" Harry wondered, as they were approached, by an assistant."Good day to you! My name is Mia, How can we help you today?" the girls bubbling attitude made them smile."We'd like to purchase some ski equipment, basics will do, it's only going to be a holiday thing," Rabastan stated, "Also some ice skates, we will be using them today so ready to use is a must." He rather hoped they weren't stuck in here for long, it was noisy and given the way the item was getting sent back and forth hazardous to ones health.Rabastan did get his wish, they spent over forty-five minutes before they walked out of the store with their new purchases. They were very professional and proficient; however, he'd say that for them. The tiny ice skates that Harry had shrunk down into his pocket were something else. It had made him feel…rather emotional. It had been a punch to the gut, the very idea that they could be doing that for their own children in the near future. Not very near, since Harry had made it clear he wished to attend a higher education to become a lawyer. Roughly seven years before they'd consider having a child, four years it would take to actually become a lawyer and of course, the rest of his Hogwarts education. He could wait, he would wait, however grudging it was, he couldn't wait to become a father."Let's walk!" Harry suggested, he didn't want to get into the machine that would take them to the top."The ski lift is there for a reason," Rabastan pointed out dryly."Alright, old man, on you go, I'll see you at the top," Harry half-teased half-taunted before he was rushing away, laughing leaving behind Rabastan utterly dumbstruck."I'll give you old, you little sh@t!" Rabastan stuttered out, before bolting after him, snatching up snow and balling it up before throwing it at Harry's back.Harry shrieked, laughing some more, weaving from side to side in a bid to prevent Rabastan succeeding in hitting him with snow again.His second, third and fourth throw were futile, they missed by long shots.His fifth however, hit Harry head on, luckily, he had a hat on, so he wasn't splattered with icy snow."Slowing down, already?" Harry hollered over his shoulder, his own legs beginning to burn with the strain of rushing up so many stairs so quickly. People were quick to slide out of the way, befuddled by the commotion."Oh, just you wait you cheeky…" Rabastan growled, as he lifted up another wad of snow and pressed it into a ball before throwing it again, catching Harry in the back causing him to shriek again. He ignored the judgemental, amused, annoyed, confused looks that were glanced his way as he rushed after Harry.He did eventually start to slow down, he couldn't continue running up an entire mountainside, that was beyond his capabilities. Even if he had kept himself fit since just before he and Rodolphus got out of Azkaban. He was glad to see Harry had actually stopped, and set his equipment down. How he'd managed to run that far was a mystery to him, luckily the equipment was charmed so they weren't dealing with their actual weight.Harry just watched Rabastan wanting to grin but only panting outrageously. "Alright, maybe that wasn't the best idea!" he called out."You think so?" Rabastan asked him in-between breaths, as he finally, finally slumped down beside him on the step. His ass beginning to chill right away, so much for waterproof."We can take the lift next." Harry promised, with a rueful grin."Oh, we can, can we?" Rabastan played along. Shifting along so that the people coming closer to them could actually pass by, a couple by the look of them. Both of them too interested in themselves to pay much attention to anything, as they walked hand in hand together."Come on, let's go! I can't wait, it's going to be so much fun!" Harry said, standing up, grasping a hold of the skis.Rabastan groaned, "Really?" he could do with a coffee and just watching him, there had to be one around here, right? They had plenty of cabins strewn around for food, drink and everything in-between. "Can you tell me why we're walking instead of…I don't know…apparating?"Harry paused mid-step adopting a completely sheepish countenance. "Um…oops?" was all he could say in retaliation, "I forgot?""You forgot you could apparate?" Rabastan asked ruefully, as he succeeded in forcing himself to stand. "If we continue at this rate, we're going to be going nowhere tomorrow as we recuperate. Perhaps slow down and actually enjoy the view would be wiser?" he felt a little bit of a sh@t for even suggesting it, Harry had a whole load of energy that he lacked, it was unfortunate, but it's the way of it, especially when one marries someone younger than them. Under normal circumstances it wouldn't be a problem their age gap. No, it was the decade in Azkaban that was the problem. It aged him prematurely, and he'd always need to be careful. Even if he was in good health at the moment.Harry's brow furrowed as he watched Rabastan approach him, "Are you alright?" recalling that Rabastan didn't much like the cold, at least he hadn't but for good reason. Go freezing cold for so long you'd never want to be again."I'm fine, let's just not push it though, hmm?" Rabastan said, kissing Harry chastely upon his head, but laughed softly when Harry chased him for a less than chaste kiss determinedly.Rabastan groaned, before reluctantly pulling away, why did their wedding day need to be so far away? Sighing dramatically, he wrapped his arm around Harry, and they began to walk up to the highest slope possible. "Apparation always, after this, agreed?"Harry laughed, "Agreed!" glancing behind them, it would. Take them ages to get back up here again, "Maybe use the ski lift once," always feeling adventurous when it comes to height. "The tiny skates though!"Rabastan smiled, "Maybe one day our own will be using them.""That will be a long way away yet," Harry replied with a snort, "Do you think Sirius and Rodolphus will blood adopt any children? Or do you think the twins will be their lot?""Hmm," Rabastan made a non-committal noise, "It's difficult to say, they didn't seem to concerned about having children, content to be themselves. I believe knowing that we would be continuing the Lestrange name offered Rodolphus great relief. Sirius had no desire for children of his own blood, this we know, but who knows? In the future Rodolphus might desire to adopt a child or two for the Lestrange line." they weren't giving the children the blood adoption potion, they had zero desire to risk them losing their Metamorphmagus abilities. Sure, they were young, they wouldn't remember but such gifts…should never be taken for granted.Tonks no longer had her ability, the very special ability that had made her desirable by the Auror force (and likely a future Order member given the attention Dumbledore gave her). In fact, it was the ONLY thing they desired from her. Her results were a letdown in all other areas she'd participated in. Not that it mattered, an ex-convict could not work in the Ministry regardless.The very idea of ripping that gift from them, that ability? No, the very idea was repugnant. Thus, they would remain only the blood of the Black family. Sirius and Rodolphus would raise the twins as their own, a simple adoption, not a blood one. It wasn't as if it wasn't someone of their blood, it was."Can you imagine if they did the blood adoption and they could change as well?" Harry cackled, as he begun to set his feet into the skis."Merlin, don't curse us!" Rabastan grimaced, Merlin! He could just imagine the chaos! The worst thing was, even in jest, it could actually happen. A billion to one chance but there nonetheless. "If such a thing does happen, you and I will be moving into Gallifray hall immediately.""One of ours could have the ability too," Harry unhelpfully pointed out."Possibly, but not very likely." Rabastan stated, as he finished affixing himself to the skis. "It usually only shows itself roughly once in half a century, the fact three had the ability is…noteworthy and very unexpected." There was no way that more would appear, it hadn't done when the Black family was at its strongest, the very idea that it would happen now when it was at its lowest was laughable."Sirius been reading the Black Grimoire?" Harry asked, that was rather specific number after all."Yes, he's been digging into anything regarding Metamorphmagus for when the twins will need it. Well, for their own peace of mind as well I would imagine." Rabastan commented, he was glad the twins were male and female, it was easy to tell them apart despite their changing forms. They couldn't change their gender, at least not yet."Well, we're a few years away before the twins begin asking questions on why everyone always stays the same and they can change whenever they please." Harry sniggered, "Ready to go?" ignoring the shouting, laughing, screaming of other people all around them. almost vibrating out of his skin in excitement.And that was pretty much the end of any real conversation they'd have for the rest of the day. As they either apparated back to the top of the mountain or used the ski lift. Enjoying every single moment they had together, before real life would inevitably intrude on their little bubble. They didn't stop until darkness begun to descend and they decided to have a rest. Even as they came off the ice, magical lamps begun to light up the area, likely for those that wished to participate night skiing or snowboarding."Try get a seat near the windows!" Harry called out as he made for the counter, the place was packed, he'd be very surprised if Rabastan managed to get them seats at the windows.A few minutes later, a whole group of people left, making for the free slopes, and they were off, not a single wobble, clearly experienced skiers and boarders. Harry watched them with idle fascination, he was nowhere near as good as them, but he hadn't set out to be. Ah, Rabastan had found a booth at the window."What can I get you?" was asked.Harry ordered their meals, the warmth finally beginning to sink into his bones, a drink of something warm was just what he needed. Once he had his ticket he moved towards the table and poured both him and Rabastan a warm Butterbeer, then added the cream. Scooping up a selection of biscuits which he floated behind him, easily able to do so since everyone was sitting and there were no large groups."Warm butterbeer?" Harry suggested, sliding it over to Rabastan. He'd never had it warm before, he wondered if it would be nice. The nibbles levitated into the middle of the table. "Mmmm, this is lovely!" it warmed the cockles of his heart, he definitely had to have it this way.Rabastan gave him a funny look, "You've never had it warm?" befuddled, he knew the Leaky Cauldron and Hogshead did them warm in the winter. Had he never realized?Harry blinked owlishly, "No?" saying it like it was a question rather than a statement of the fact."They have Butterbeer warm during the winter months. Or at least they used to when I was young, I've never really noticed if it was still the case or not." Rubbing his chin absently, he wasn't young, he didn't go out drinking like he had before he went to Azkaban. He didn't have a massive number of friends to meet up either. Or the camaraderie of a common goal to cheer over. Things were different now, better, as a matter of fact.Drinking some more, he nodded, "That's good," he wouldn't need to attempt to recreate it then, he can't believe he hadn't noticed they had an option of warm butterbeer on offer! It was sweeter than the cold stuff, he noticed, he wasn't sure if it was the added cream or if they just added sweetener. The cream did make it easier to drink right away though, cooling it enough for it to be drinkable."I agree," Rabastan murmured, between a mouthful of biscuit, which was crumbling in his mouth at the lightest touch. Oh, he had to take some of these back for everyone else, they were just decadent. He didn't expect a cabin in the mountainside to have such delicious delectables."Dinner will be ready in twenty minutes," Harry told him, grinning widely with a butterbeer 'stash."The air smells so fresh up here," Rabastan murmured, the estate wasn't too bad, but the pollution the muggles cause every day got everywhere. All the spells in the world couldn't help the stink of their machines. You don't really realize how bad it is until you are quite literally breathing in different air."Should have brought some broomsticks, maybe Llrune can go back for them, take the twins on a ride," Harry suggested, finishing off his butterbeer, the urge to get a second was strong. However, he never liked to overindulge, he had seen what can become of people that did. "I can just imagine their reactions."Rabastan just leaned back, listening to Harry talk, he's come a long way from tolerating – read slightly vexed by their mischievousness – to being a doting uncle to them. It could be the boundaries that had been set or Harry just got used to children in his life. It was nice to see him be childish now and again, to get down on the twins level and play."I've been meaning to ask for a long time now, but do you still want a big family?" Rabastan asked as food was set in front of them via magic. Getting to indulge in freshly prepared culinary delights, featuring exquisite Slow Cooked Beef with Roasted Asparagus, Honey Roasted Carrots, and Mustard Mas and Rabastan had Chicken Ballotine Wrapped in Parmesan and Pancetta with Mushroom Sauce. Each thoughtfully paired with specially selected wine. Harry unfortunately, wasn't at an age where he could indulge in wine along with Rabastan, still underage. "Given you know exactly what you'd be letting yourself in for." It had been theoretical for both of them up until Cassiopeia and Cepheus had come into their lives.Harry smiled, "If anything was going to put me off having children…it would have been my cousin." He stated sincerely, "In fact, if I thought I'd end up with one like him…it would actually put me off having any for life." A derisive snort just thinking about Dudley Dursley and the pain he'd caused Harry growing up."Then why didn't it?" Rabastan asked catching the ski poles he'd set aside from falling absently, as a kid rushed on by toward his parents by the sound of it. Absently pressing the rune and activating the silencing charm so they could have privacy. The moment it was fully activated, utter silence descended upon them, and with a spectacular view, it would be without a doubt, one of the best dates ever."It used to be parents I wanted, until I realized it would never be, then became making a family of my own," Harry said shrugging dismissively. He must have been six when he realized the futility of wishing for parents that would never come. The harsh reality had been so painful at the time. By eleven he was hardened, and there was no going back. "It's pure luck that I'm a carrier given my preferences." Although, the muggle world wasn't quite as backwards as the wizarding world could be. He could have made his own family.Rabastan chuckled, "You were born with Felix Felicis rushing through your veins." The number of times he'd been in harm's way and succeeded in getting himself out of that situation? He wasn't just lucky; he was off the charts astronomically lucky."Don't worry, I'll let it rub off on you," Harry said cheekily.Rabastan's head went back and he roared with laughter at the cheeky proclamation."Truth, is I did get a family, I wouldn't change it for anything." Harry confessed, all joking and amusement aside. Corvus, Rabastan, Rodolphus, Aurelius, Sirius, Bill, Cass and Cepheus. The people he loved and cared for that he didn't consider family was rather small, the Abbotts were on that list, perhaps Barty but only because of Rabastan and obviously Fred and George Weasley who he got to know visiting Sirius' workshop. The twins work ethic was enthusiastic and all encompassing. Grow up with nothing through, you get determined to do better.Rabastan reached over and took Harry's hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze, "No, nor would I." and didn't that just blow him the hell away? He'd ensure Azkaban for over a decade just to know he'd get here, with Harry all over again. Although, he'd like to know who the f@ck messed with them though. If only for his father's sake, the stress couldn't be doing him any good.Green eyes twinkled, "Budge along!" he declared, standing up, moving around towards Rabastan's side of the booth. They were engaged, they couldn't be reprimanded for impropriety – even if anyone was there to see it, here's looking at you dad – or anything close to it.Rabastan indulged him, finding no reason whatsoever to deny him.As the evening unfolded, they delighted in the fabulous local cheese, via a cheese board, showcasing the region's rich dairy heritage, before concluding with freshly brewed coffee complemented by more homemade treats. They asked for double the homemade treats and set them in a to go bag for the others. The skis and poles shrank down and set aside as well."I really enjoyed today, I'm glad I came." Harry said, leaning against Rabastan as they walked, the warming charms making it comfortable despite the night chill that came with winters beckoning."It's not over yet, I believe you'll love the hot tub we have in the back garden of the cabin." Rabastan rasped out, trying to get his mind out of the gutter.A/N – despite me having nieces and nephews I cannot remember how they would speak at three-years-old *sheepish grin* oops! In my defence it was over a decade ago since my youngest nephew was that age. So, if it's utterly unrealistic I can only apologise! It's likely they'd learn to speak properly sooner with them being upper echelon of society! So there is that in my favour! I do like to keep things as realistic as possible though to be fair.Also yes, I kinda regret them coming on holiday the chapter was so 'Meh' to write just let me get to the best parts already! :D hehe but I can't so, you'll just have to bear with me until we get there…hmm perhaps two more chapters of the holiday would be appropriate before getting back to real life, and more time skips where appropriate holiday, some episodes of working etc…then 17th birthday then wedding? What do you guys think? I'm going to be writing two weddings in two different stories if it continues this way LOL for this and My Time if I recall correctly! Upside though…I'm not going to have to write school scenes anymore for this *does a jigg* heh but I do want to show Harry and the others friendships staying strong especially before the wedding! So much to do, and too many chapters. Yet at the same time I can't believe we're on the last arc for this story soon! R & R please'
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