Chapter 2
" Regulus. What do you mean with Regulus?" Rabastan finally spat." It means exactly what you think it does. I am the son of James Potter, Lilly Evans and Regulus Black" Harry replied evenly.
"No, that can't be, I know Regulus. He was my friend and he would never never lower himself so far as to sleep with a filthy mud blood." Rabastan denied vehemently. "Now stop with these bloody games and tell me why I am really here. Why did you write me when you know that Barty is alive? And why tell me this story? Because from what I've heard this is family matter. Not something to be aired about for everyone to hear. And we are definitely not close enough related to be considered family. So why tell me? I want the truth and I wanted now."
Rabastan knew in the back of his head that he should not be talking this way. That it was more than rude and his Father would have his hide if he would have heard it. Luckily for him his father was far away and would have more problems with the fact He was speaking to a halfblood and Potter at that then with his crude Language.
Harry blinked surprised, he did not expect this reaction. Exhaling slowly he raced his head and looked at Lestrange again. "If you would think for a moment you would already know why I told you this. At least you would have already guessed. You're right, this is not something to be told to just anyone. So the fact that I told you. After asking you to call Barty when everyone believes him dead, should be explanation enough."
"No" Rabastan's Eyes widened shocked. "Please, please don't tell me... ."He trailed off. " Your right. You should believe Barty dead. We made sure even Dumbledore would believe it. The only explanation would be your magic telling you. But that would mean "Rabastan stared ad Harry. "Go on, your nearly there" Harry replied amused.
"Barty is your mate." Silence "He is, isn't he?" Rabastan pressed, hoping against hope to be told that he was wrong. That this was all just a cruel prank.
Harry's next words shattered this hope most cruelly. "Yes, he is indeed my mate. And the child l am carrying is his."
Rabastan deflated, "how... How exactly did this even happen? You are still 20 Years younger. And Barty was your teacher and polyjuiced as Moody." Rabastan turned green. "Did... did you sleep with Moody?" He asked looking fearful of the answer. Harry turned green even faster than Rabastan, bend over and began dry-heaving.
"Fuck Lestrange " he spat after his stomach had calmed down a bit, " I'm 3 month pregnant and dealing with morning sickness and the absense of the baby's father I did not need this... Idea. "Rabastan atleast looked sheepish, "Sorry, but I would still like the answer to that." "So long as you don't think I would sleep with Mad-eye." Harry shuddered. "I've got this really cool map of Hogwarts that shows were everybody is at anytime as well as their name. My dad and his friends made it."
"So you what? You saw that Moody was not Moody on accident and confronted him only to notice he was your mate. You then decided against telling the teachers and simple sleep with him? Ignoring that he put your name in the Goblet? I didn't think you this dumb Potter."
Harry sighed "That is because I wasn't. For one I knew that he put my name in the Goblet. Second I knew he wasn't the real Moody since day one. He was a Defence teacher so I was understandable wary. " Stop." Rabastan comanded. "What do you mean with understandable wary?" Harry looked at him a bit weird before remembering that Lestrange had been in Askaban until this Summer. "Well you know my first DADA teacher had your lord on the back of his head and tried to kill me. My second DADA teacher tried to wipe my memory and my third DADA teacher accidently transformed into a werewolf before me and also tried to kill me (even if it was not on purpose). With a track history like that you are wary of your DADA teachers if you've got even a little bit of self-preservation."
Rabastan stared at Harry in shock for a moment before "Shit kid. What the fuck happened at Hogwarts while you are there. How often have you nearly died in the last 4 years?" "Do you really want an answer to that, because if you do I need a moment to count." Harry replied drily. Rabastan stared. "You know what? Yes, yes I would like an answer."
Harry sighed again "Ok, so first time has to be the cerberus" Rabasten chocked. "Second time was the troll on Halloween" Rabastan stared. "The third time was Quidditch and the DADA teacher jinxing my broom, after that came the forbidden Forest Detention with the search for dead Unicorns "Rabastan felt his jaw hitting the ground. "Afer that came the cerberus again, then the Devil's Snare and the DADA teacher again. That is 7 times in first year.
Second year was the womping willow, then Quidditch again this time because of a faulty Bludger, then the Acromatula's after that was the basilisk" Rabastan stumbled and sat heavily on the ground.
"So that makes what 4 times in second year, hey that's better than first. Anyway third year. The first time was when I was nearly run over by the knight bus but that was in the summer Holidays so I don't know if that counts." Harry mumbled to himself. "Well better don't count that so the first time in third year would be the Dementors on the train nearly kissing me."
Rabastan shuddered and nearly past out "then the Dementors at the Quidditch game." Rabastan wanted to stop the teen, he didn't want to know anymore. This was crazy, but Harry continued "Then the DADA teacher turned into a Werewolf and the Dementors where on the same night. Yeah, I believe that was third year so also 4 times." Rabastan didn't want to be hear anymore. This was Barty's mess, Barty's crazy mate, he should be the one dealing will this not poor Rabastan. But no the crazy Person infront of him still continued. "And then we have last year if we ignore the Tournament we only have Voldemords rebirth so only one time. That means in total I have nearly died 16 times in the last four years." Harry said pleased. He then looked around for Rabastan finding him on the ground. "Is everything alright." Harry asked surprised to find the proud pureblood on the ground. Rabastan ignored him. "I'm getting Barty. He should be dealing with you." was all Harry heard before Rabastan apparating away laughing a tad hysterical. Harry was left wondering what the fuck was wrong with Lestrange. In the end he put it down to stupid pure bloods and ignored it.