Harry disconnected his mirror and, pocketing it, went to find out what his wives were up to.
He just walked into their bedroom to find both on the bed, laughing their heads off.
"Alright, you two," he said, amused. "Just how many magazine subscriptions did you sign Sirius up for?"
"All of them!" laughed Hermione.
"Wait. What do you mean, 'all of them'?" he asked.
"All of them!" she laughed. "Every magazine subscription we could get our hands on."
Harry sighed, trying not to laugh himself. "Well, I think I can honestly say, if he finds out it was you two, he'll admit you won. Now, can you shut them down?"
"Oh, it was only a short term subscription; and, therefore, a short term prank," said Daphne. "He gets the latest issue and one back issue, that's it."
Harry smirked and decided he wasn't feeling sorry for his godfather, after all. The man brought this on himself.
"I want a copy of all the subscription forms for the... male homosexual ones," he said. "That got the attention of his wives. "What? Why?" squeaked Hermione.
"I think Draco needs to widen his reading material," he calmly replied with a wide grin.
Both girls looked at him for a second before they both burst out laughing, again.
"Oh, and Remus knows it was you two," he added. "But, he won't tell Sirius. He agrees, I think, that Sirius deserves it."
"Who knows," said Daphne. "He might just learn something from those witch romance magazines we sent him."
"I don't know about those; but, I do know one of the subscriptions was for a magazine called Well Hung Wizards," he said. "I heard Tonks, in the background, laughing at him about it." "Tonks was there?" surprised but happy.
asked
Hermione,
"Yep," grinned Harry. "I think that's one relationship we don't need to worry about making sure still happens."
"Good!" she sighed. "I want to see Teddy, again."
"Teddy?" asked Daphne. "Who's Teddy?"
"Remus and Tonks's son," replied Hermione. "He's a metamorphmagus, too."
Surprised, Daphne asked, "Professor Lupin and Auror Tonks have a baby together? Isn't he old enough to be her father?"
"Well, for a start, there's only about ten years age difference..." he began, before Hermione cut in.
"Thirteen," she said.
"... Thirteen years age difference between them," he corrected himself. "So, it's really not all that much. He didn't become a Professor until she was already two years out of school and into the Auror academy, so there's nothing wrong there. And, it was her chasing him."
"She fought hard to get him to date her," said Hermione. "She kept having trouble with wizards wanting her to use her metamorphic abilities to change into movie stars, and things. And, she hated that. Remus both knew and understood her pain from that sort of disappointment. He never asked her to change into someone else either before or after they got together. And was happy for her to be whatever she wanted. If anything, it was that attitude that made her fall head over heels in love with him."
"However, he wasn't so sure about starting a relationship with her," said Harry. "First, he worried his lycanthropy would lead to her getting infected. And, later, worried that any child they had would be born with the affliction.
"I think, in the end, she practically raped him during one of the times he was feeling sorry for himself and needed some cuddling. Not rape, per se, but 'took advantage of', definitely. They married in the summer of 1997 and died at the Battle of Hogwarts, together, less than a year later. In the mean time, they had a son, Theodore Remus Lupin, who was less than a month old when his parents died, almost together. He was... will be... my godson." With a sigh, he said, "That was one of the hardest things knowing, coming back, that he might not be born this time around. Knowing that Remus and Tonks seem to have started a relationship means there's very good chances he will be again. Whether or not they ask me to be his godfather, though..." He shrugged.
"Well, that's both heart lifting and depressing at the same time," said Daphne.
Climbing off the bed, she said, "You wanted copies of the subscription forms, you say? I organised two of everything in case we ruined the first ones. We didn't; so I've still got the second copies."
As Harry and Hermione followed her, she went to 'her' carrel in the living room and pulled out the stack of small forms before turning back to Harry and handing them to him.
"Do you need a hand choosing the right ones?" she coyly asked.
"Yes, please," he said.
Together, the three sorted through them selecting just which ones to 'gift' Ferret Boy.
During breakfast mail two days later the girls received a small white flag with an outline of a grim on it, sitting on its own little flagpole.
This had them both cracking up laughing again.
"It seems your victim has surrendered," said Luna.
Daphne reached out and stood the little flag on its pole up in the middle of the table.
"I daresay it's only a lull in the war," replied Harry. "I think we can call this one a short battle, which the girls won. The flag is just Sirius's way of acknowledging their victory for this round."
"You think he'll retaliate?" asked Hermione.
"I do," he replied. "But, it'll not be for a while. I think he'll wait until summer, though; as we're heading towards the final task and exams. He might be a prankster, at heart, but he won't want to distract us from what it is we need to accomplish."
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