PREVIOUSLY (like chapter nine previously)

"I hope they arent taking this too hard," Harry sighed before one by one we all went back to our respective houses, or in some of the kid's cases, dorms.

I hope it all goes okay and we can find out something to do, otherwise the kids might get insecure again, just like last time.

And last time was bad enough.

NOW

HARRY POV (Nine Years Ago)

"Boys! Get back here!" I called out while chasing my mischief making six year old twins down the hall.

"What happened?" Draco asked as I ran by.

"They took the cloak! And used it to scare Wally!" I replied as I rushed after the two.

I finally caught up to them and picked them both up, one in each arm.

"Gotcha!" I said as Draco walked over to me, chuckling.

"They remind me of the Weasley twins." Remember for Blaire's fifth birthday, they both make a decoy cake and put Exploding snaps in it so when Ron went to cut into the cake, it exploded in his face?"

"Please dont give them any ideas," I rolled my eyes at my blonde husbamd before I heard a door slam and saw Wally storming up the stairs. "Wally, baby, what's wrong?"

I heard his door slam and gave Draco a concerned look before handing him the twins and running upstairs. I knocked lightly on the door before opening it and seeing my oldest son facing the wall while laying on his bed, the blankets over his head.

"Wally, what happened?" I sat down on the side of his bed and put a hand on his shoulder, but he just vrushed it away.

"Why did you guys adopt me?"

"What do you mean why? Did something hap-" He quickly cut me off and sat up, glaring at me.

"Dont avoid the question! Benjamin Longbottom said that you guys only adopted us because you wanted to better your reputations! Thats why father is able to minister of magic even though he was a death eater!"

"Hey. Your father's past is just that, the past. He is a changed man who loves his family. His husband and all three of his sons. Whatever Benjamin said is not true. You should know by now that he acts out so his parents will pay more attention to him than Jasmine."

"The others feel the same way. Jeffrey and Sarah's parents were death eaters before too. And Roy and I were abandoned by our parents so what should it matter? Not even our own parents wanted us!"

"Wallace Caelum!"

He flinched and I saw his eyes tear up quickly.

"Why... Why didn't they want me? Did I do something wrong? Am I a bad kid?" He started crying and I quickly pulled him into my lap.

"No baby. You are an amazing little boy. You are the best son a parent could wish for and I will always be proud of you. Your birth parents... They were bad people. They did such horrible things. The other kids too, they had similar situations. Please baby, do not ever feel like you are a bad kid."

"But, Dad, I-"

"No 'buts', Wally. You are and always have been my baby. I dont care what any papers say. To your father and I, you have always been our son. We just missed out on a certain time of it. Remember this whenever you feel this way. Family isnt defined by blood. Family is who you chose to stay closest to because you love them and they love you and both of you would do anything for the other."

He hugged me tightly and sobbed lightly into my shoulder.

"I love you Dad." He got out between whimpers.

"I know Squirt. I love you too." I sat with him until he stopped crying and could only imagine what the others were going through with their kids.

I need to make a mental note to send an owl to Neville about what his son said. You figure the child would be a bit nicer considering he was also adopted when Wally and the others were.

BACK TO THE PRESENT

JEFFREY POV

Wally and I were filling out the paper work for Jamie today, the small girl was asleep against his chest as we got everything completed. I saw the words finish forming and waited for the goblin to hand us the paper.

: Jamie Renee Zabini (nee N

ightshade)

Elijah and Amelia Nightshade (status alive)

Jeffrey and Wally Zabini

11 months

brown

blue

March 17

H

alf Blood

I heard Wally gulp and looked at him with concern.

"It looks just like ours." He said quietly before I placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up and shook his head for a second before we gathered the papers and left.

"Are you okay?" I asked him over the table as we stopped to eat at The Three Broomsticks.

"I'm fine," he said as he cut into his food. I brushed it off, but I have known Wally better than anyone for fifteen years. I know when something is on his mind.

But I also know when he is not going to talk about it.

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