Sorry for the lack of update. Been pretty busy doing this that and the other thing. Namely getting things set up with Charlotte. I like her. I think. At the very least, I understand her, which is certainly something. More later.

Edit: Because I am an idiot and was very tired last night. Her name is CONSTANCE. At least I got the C right, yeah?

It was absolutely amazing and wonderful and perfect and that's all I'm going to say on the subject.

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He left England after the War, to start a new life. He's crisscrossed the U.S., living in a half-dozen cities and visiting a double-dozen more, settling finally in a cozy neighborhood in northern Seattle. He's had girlfriends and boyfriends along the way, including one relationship whose memory haunts him still. He's come to love the great outdoors; he'll take any excuse to throw the camping gear into his Jeep and take off for the deep woods with his German Shepherd-mix, Lady. In spring through fall, he plays softball in an amateur league, on a team called the Sabertooth Crotch Crickets. He's also a devotee of local indie rock, and enjoys the music of bands you've never heard of. He's acquired a nickname, over the years - people call him Dark. You can find his journal here:

http://actaeonsdog.livejournal.com/

After a less than amicable break-up with Ginny, Harry left England for the states and eventually ended up in San Francisco where he had his first fling since breaking up with Ginny and had a one-night-stand with a red-headed, blue-eyed man. After waking up feeling awkward, yet satisfied, Harry went to Golden Gate Park, sat on a blanket, and thought long and hard. He came to the conclusion that he no longer cared much for San Francisco and that he obviously liked men as well as women. Harry decided to move again and found himself in Seattle. He fell instantly in love with the city and felt at home right away. One day, in a fit of boredom, he walked into his local Starbucks and got a job working as a barista. He found himself enjoying the work and the basic knowledge of coffee he was getting, but had a growing disdain for the company. He quit and found a job at an independent chain where he learned about as much as there is to know about coffee. Eventually, the owner of the company sold out to Starbucks, leaving Harry jobless and bored again. One day during a walk Harry passed a newly renovated building with a "For Lease" sign on the front. He called the number and within a few months, he opened "Harry's Rainy Day Coffee & Cafe." He's had a couple of girlfriends and more than a couple boyfriends, but after a rather strained relationship that ended in a bad break-up, Harry has been single ever since, focusing on making his cafe the best damn place for coffee and sandwiches in all of Seattle. His journal can be found here:

http://rainy-day-cafe.livejournal.com

Come and see! Draco has already posted a few entries.

The current adventures of Harry the photographer and Draco the transfiguration teacher and Teddy the godson will still go on as we explore these new characters.

Today was very productive. I've been working on updating the brochures and handbook and such for WAMAS. I minored in graphic design in college, so it's been fun breaking out those skills again. I'm really pleased with how it's going. I hope the headmaster, Harpendapple, likes it. I know what the school's been using has bothered me since I first saw the stuff. Since I'd already cut back on my other work, this seemed like the perfect opportunity to do something about it.

In other news, Draco wants me to... um... well, yes. Basically, I'm going to fuck him for the first time. Generally, I really, really enjoy bottoming, I admit, but I've been wanting to... show him how amazing it can feel for a long time. Teddy is going to spend Saturday and Sunday with Bill and Fleur and we're going to have a romantic weekend, just the two of us. I'm looking forward to it. Now that I've got Draco a bit calmed down. He came home in a MOOD. His mum called. Apparently she's found the woman who is going to... well, bear our children. It's going to be an interesting few weeks.

In other news, Teddy is generally enjoying school though, as I predicted, vaguely annoyed with his teacher. I'm glad he likes it, though.

All of my suspicions regarding Jen (the woman who will be Teddy's teacher) are true. She is extremely irritating. In such a way that I know she'll be a good, dedicated teacher, but that doesn't mean that I have to like her, does it? She's a mixture of all Hermione's worst qualities, McGonagal's best, with Trewlawy's attitude. Unfortunately (or fortuantely, I suppose, depending on you perspective), Teddy and I are quite a bit alike as far as temperment goes, and I think she'll irritate him too. Luckily he's young and adaptable, so hopefully he will get used to her. I couldn't.

Other than that, it's been a fairly quiet week. I've decided a couple of things. I haven't worked hardly at all since Teddy got here, just the odd job here and there. And I like it that way. So I've decided that once Teddy goes back to school, I'll only work when he's not at home. It's not like I need the money. I'm a photographer because I like to take pictures, which I can do at any old time that I want. Unless I make an appointment with a client, it's not like taking pictures requires regular office hours.

In similar news, I've been contemplating what to do with my house and have finally come up with a solution. At first, I was all for selling it and leasing space downtown for my business, but then I had an idea. The town doesn't have a gallery yet, and is looking to attract more tourism, so I've decided to turn it into a gallery. It wouldn't take much, except a few minor alterations. Maybe downsize the kitchen, but keep it mostly in tact for receptions and the like. I think it would be cool to have a room devoted to WAMAS students art. Excellent for the Family Weekends (there are two a year, one next month, and one in the spring). And I know most of the local artists personally and also know what being on that end of the whole gallery scene is like, so I think it'll be a good addition to the town and an excellent way to use the space. Obviously, I'll have to hire someone to run the day-to-day business, which will be a fairly large chunk but again, money isn't really an issue, so unless we start losing money because of it, I don't care if I make any.

All in all, I'm definitely looking forward to the next few months.

Well, we've moved. All three of us, Teddy, Draco, and I. We're living in one of the cottages on campus. It's pretty nice. Cozy. We did it all yesterday. And now we are COMPLETELY moved in and unpacked. It was incredible. There were about 30 people all un-shrinking everything and putting it in all in its place. We went from an empty house yesterday morning, to a complete house this morning.

Teddy has a pretty awesome room. It's got a loft for the bed, big enough for the three of us to all sit up there. This, of course, means there is ample space underneath it where a fort could be created.

In all, it's been good. I'm so thankful for the WAMAS professors and staff. They're absolutely amazing.

Draco has pneumonia. Amelia, the school nurse, decided to send him to Montreal Magical Medical Center because the potions she was giving him weren't working as well as they shoudl have been. So we're in Montreal right now. Bill and Fleur were up here over the weekend, but they left. Narcissa is here now. Draco is finally starting to feel better, which is a huge relief. And he's been fantastic for Teddy. Apparently he was just as worried about Teddy's last experience in a hospital as I was. Every time Teddy came in the room, Draco gave him hugs and cuddled with him. Teddy went from being scared out of his mind to fairly content and cheerful fairly quickly. Of course, now that Narcissa is here, Draco is milking her presence for all that he's worth and generally behaving like the king of the hospital. I would mock him a bit if I wasn't so fucking happy that he's well enough TO behave like that. And, of course, if my mother were here, I'd probably be doing the same.

Narcissa forced me to leave and take a nap in a real bed and a shower. I've done both and am now going back as soon as Teddy is done washing up. Thanks for all the good wishes everyone!

Draco is in the hospital wing. I'm worried sick. I don't know what's wrong with him, but this is not a normal cold. And I'm so scared that I'm scaring Teddy and it's on big mess. I should take him to Bill and Fleur, but I'm afraid that will just freak him out more. I mean... his grandmum just died in a hospital.

I am extremely busy at the moment. Am attempting to cover at least some of Bill and Draco's classes, take care of my boys, especially Draco. Teddy is on the mend, Draco is still feeling awful. Can't really talk more. Am attempting to cook some food for the next couple of days, grade some papers, and attempt to convince an extremely ill Draco that not one teacher ends the year where they actually plan to be. But he's all worried because he's going off his schedule and omg... it is tragic. Wish me luck. I think I need it.

Didn't work today. Draco can barely take care of himself, let alone a sick child, and Teddy is definitely still sick, though less emotional than he was yesterday. Teddy just had a coughing fit, which is why I'm up. I rubbed his back, gave him a dose of cough supressing potion, a drink of water, and soothed him back to sleep. I'm sure Draco will be next and he'll want just as much attention as Teddy did. Not that I mind. I like taking care of my boys, though I'd much rather they not be sick.

I can finally talk a bit, though not too much above a croak. I never realize how much I use my voice, hell, how much I sing and hum to myself until I get sick. That's the most annoying part, not being able to sing. It's not like I'm a virtuoso, or anything, but I can sing along with the stereo alright and I can't DO that like this.

I've never really been an activist about anything, not since the war, but I try to keep track of what's going on on the gay rights front. The mayor of San Diego, Jerry Sanders gave a speech about his position on the issue recently. It was nice to hear. Link: YouTube.

Back to bed now. Hopefully everyone will be able to sleep through the rest of the night undisturbed.

Today was... not the best day ever. Teddy finally caught what Draco and I had and Draco had a relapse. And, of course, when you're sick you want your mum. Or, in Teddy's case, his grandmum. He spent most of today in my arms, or Draco's arms (and sometimes both) crying. When not crying he was reading and when his eyes were too tired to read himself, I read to him. In a whisper. Draco read to him, too but he wasn't feeling terribly good, either. And I still can't talk, which isn't exactly conducive to teaching tomorrow. But I don't think I would anyway. I couldn't leave Teddy like this. He's so sick and he's so sad right now. I just... couldn't.

I realized that I was so stressed about everything that was going on, I never posted about Andi's death. She passed a week ago, early Thursday morning. Narcissa was with her and Teddy was with Molly. Andi was very specific in her will about what was to happen on her death and she refused to have a big, elaborate service. She didn't want Teddy to have to go through that. She was also very specific about what was to happen with him and had already signed papers saying that in case of her death, Teddy was to go to me. So it was quite easy for Narcissa to pack his things up (or rather, pay someone to pack his things up) and bring him over by Saturday evening. Those few days were... a blur, to say the least. All I could think about was getting Teddy to me. Anyway, once Teddy was here, things were a lot clearer.

Seeing Teddy and Draco getting to know each other has been really wonderful. They seem to really like each other. Draco ordered a TON of books for Teddy and he's just in love with them all. He can't decide which he should read when, so he just closes his eyes and reaches out and takes a book from the shelf that he and Draco made yesterday when he wants to look at a new one. And when he realized what was in the box, and that it was for him, he lit up with a smile I was afraid I'd never see again. It was beautiful.

Today we looked at one of the family cottages on campus and decided to move in. It's a nice place. Very charming with lots of built-in bookshelves and such. Draco and I discussed what furniture and accessories we wanted to bring. We decided on Draco's white and cream living room furniture (except for a couple of pieces that are glass and chrome and would look completely out of place in such a cozy cottage) and my living room accessories/pillows/throws which are all red and brown. We're keeping my bedroom furniture for our bedroom because it's the perfect bedroom and Draco mostly agrees. It's got rich, dark wood furniture, and then blue and brown everything else. It's cool and warm and just lovely. We'll use Draco's bedroom furniture for the third bedroom. At least until Narcissa exercises her will and baby makes four.

When we were done looking and walked out, Ryan, one of the SKs (staff kids) was sitting on the steps waiting for us. He's been lonely lately as the only other person his age started at WAMAS this year. Anyway, he asked Teddy if he wanted to play, and teddy said, "Alright." And they ran off and made like little boys with Draco calling after him, "Be home by dinner!" Which all felt very family-like. Teddy came back chattering and cheerful and excited about his new friend, which is very good.

In other news, I can't talk above a whisper. I'm supposed to sub for Bill Tuesday through Friday, and that will be completely impossible if I can't TALK. Let's hope it gets better. My luck, it will get much worse before it gets better.

I am TIRED, I am GRUMPY, and I don't feel good. AT ALL. If I didn't love Draco, I would murder him right now. He obviously gave me his cold. Work was fine until the last half hour when one of the ninth grade girls got sassy and I responded in accordance with my mood. It was... a mess. I made her cry. I hate fucking up like this.

And Teddy was so eager to talk about everything when I got back and I didn't feel well and I just wanted to crawl in bed, but I couldn't because I want to be a good... dad, I guess. He's a pretty perceptive kid, though. And he made me tea and cuddled up with me on the couch and talked quietly about his day and how amazing it was to see Draco as a fox. His hair is currently the color of a grey fox. It's actually a bit creepy looking. But anyway, I am going to bed now. And I am not getting up tomorrow for love nor money. Thank god Bill won't need me for another few days. Lets hope Draco feels well enough to go back to work tomorrow and that nobody else gets sick.

Ah fall, my busiest time of year.

I just got a call from Teddy. Andromeda had a stroke and is in St. Mungo's. I don't know what to do. Molly is staying with him and apparently Narcissa is going there. I haven't seen Draco all day, he's up at the school and he's so busy and stressed, I don't want to put this on him.

We had a good weekend. Draco managed to not stress out completely over grading and we just generally had a good time. Went on a photoshoot Saturday. My favorite kind. The Food shoot. A new restaurant is opening up in Lake Placid and they wanted photos taken for their advertisments. When that happens, they prepare dishes, bring them out freshly cooked and steaming, and I take photos. And then eat the food. I didnt' have to do it Saturday, but I thought it'd be a fun thing to do with Draco. And it was. :D

God, I'm glad there's an extra day before classes start. Draco needs it. He's totally freaking out about starting teaching again. I've no idea why, he did perfectly fine this summer. I'm trying to be patient, but one moment he's snapping at me saying to stop distracting him, he's got work to do, and the next moment, he's curling up in my arms like he's never going to see me again. Teaching during the year is harder and more time consuming than the summer courses, but it's not that bad. I keep telling him that, but he doesn't get it.

Draco took a break from his mad revising and reviewing and planning and we spent the afternoon in the woods. It was lovely in more ways than I could count.

We got hia stuff mostly unpacked and settled in the new quarters. It'll be quite nice to have a place to sleep up there when I'm subbing. I've stopped getting up as early as I used to. Mostly because of Draco, I think. In some ways, I miss my early mornings, but I like getting shagged and having someone to spend my evenings with even better, so...

When we got home from New York, I realized that it's not just my house anymore. It's our house. And suddenly it felt odd that the ony evidence of Draco in the lace was his toothbrush in the bathroom. I asked him to bring some stuff over. Some knick-knacks and pictures and such. So I know he's here and part of me, even when he's not.

We're home now. Had a good train ride home. I alternated between reading my book and sleeping on Draco's shoulder.

Cat is now molesting my arm. It's rather difficutl to type when one has a cat molesting one's arm. Apparently, he did not forget about me and loves me very much.

I had a lot of fun in the City, but it's good to be home. Very good.

ACK. So, I had a whole post written up describing our day today, but Frank ate it. Stupid bastard goat. Sounds like Aberforth's doing.

Anyway to make a long post short, we spent the day with Narcissa. I wore the clothes Draco bought me on Wednesday (green oxford, pinstriped trousers). We had lunch at Le Bernardin from the tasting menu (including the wine) which was fantastic. I didn't drink too much, for fear of my mouth running off. I'm normally a very happy drunk, but when I've got something on my mind, I tend to just talk about it. Didn't particularly want to do that with Narcissa, whom I actually like very much. After lunch, we stopped by the gallery briefly to check on things and such, then we went to the New York Botanical Gardens, which has a wizarding plants section, and then to the American Museum of Wizarding History. Both were really fascinating. The history museum was great because they have these flying carpets that have comfy chairs on them, so you just hover around the museum. If you want to see an exhibit closer, they hover as well and you just wave your wand at them and they drift closer. It's totally cool.

After that, we we had a light dinner, and then went to Lincoln Center for the closing night of their Mostly Mozart Festival. They played the Requiem. It was... words can't describe what hearing that in person is like. Awesome (in the true sense of the word). Just... so many things. It's so amazing.